#Amy Madison x Reader

[fandomnerd9602]

can you do Amy Madden from villains of village view x male reader?

Amy and Y/N continue their little waltz at the school dance…

Y/N: heard reports of villains in town

Amy: and?

Y/N: I know who you are. But I like you too much to turn you in.

Amy: (purrs) well I heard reports of a new hero in town, the Falcon

Y/N: your point?

Amy: I noticed a very familiar jawline.

Amy caresses Y/N’s jawline…

Amy: don’t worry your secrets safe with me

Y/N: do we have to fight now?

Amy: no. I like you too much. how about fighting me on occasion?

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Warnings: canon typical violence, Buffy spoilers, magic and obsession.

Strolling into the library at Sunnydale High School, you were greeted with a very odd sight. Jenny Calendar and Amy Madison standing opposite each other proclaiming that they loved Xander more than the other did.

“What is going on?”

Giles pulled off his glasses and rubbed his forehead, “Xander convinced Amy to do a love spell in order to break Cordelia’s heart because she broke his. The spell went awry and now every woman in Sunnydale is obsessed with him except Cordelia.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re not?” Giles and Xander asked in unison. Giles put his glasses back on and stared at you.

You shook your head, “Nope.”

“You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that.”

“What are you feeling now?” Giles questioned.

You were about to answer when Amy spoke “Goddess Hecate, hear my will! Remove this challenger from my sight!”

“Not good!” Xander cried, jumping out of the way.

Red lights swirled around her but instead of attacking you, it turned on her.

“Foolish girl,” Jenny clicked her tongue and crossed her arms over her chest. “If there’s a goddess of witchcraft then there are gods that govern other areas that belong to the same pantheon. You asked Hecate to protect you from a challenger.”

“Another word for challenger is fighter.” Giles breathed, “The reason the obsession spell didn’t affect you is because a god has already claimed you as theirs. I would classify this as a battle field and since Amy’s spell backfired on her, pushing her forcefully into the air, I know which god has claimed you.”

So did you, “It’s Ares.” You stated.

Giles nodded once, “Let’s return everything to normal, including Buffy and then we’ll find a way to break Ares’ hold on you.”

“What happened to Buffy?”

“Amy turned her into a rat and she’s loose in the school.” Xander explained, climbing up from the floor.

“Oh.”

“Just another lovely day in Sunnydale.” Giles complained.

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Wednesday, April 12

SPIKE: I'm really glad I came here, you know? I've been all wrongheaded about this. Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else. I want Dru back, I've just gotta be the man I was, (stands proud) the man she loved. I'm gonna do what I shoulda done in the first place: I'll find her, wherever she is, tie her up, torture her until she likes me again. (goes to leave) Love's a funny thing.

~~Lovers Walk~~

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[ice-cream-nekogirl]

Ames and Mads

or also known as Amy Martinez (my OC) and Madison Montgomery (actual canon character from AHS Coven) 

Amy’s an eccentric witch and a student at UA in the Hero Course with Class A, while Madison is an older witch who’s there to shadow Aizawa but doesn’t actually do any shadowing and does whatever she wants to  be honest. 

Together, these two bombshell witches are known as ‘The Sin Sisters’, which should explain everything. They’re both sinners, wild and untamed by nature, always causing trouble for the students of UA, playing hilarious (sometimes downright cruel and humiliating) pranks on students and teachers, gossiping and also shoplifting, weed-smoking and acting like mean girls from Mean Girls. However, they’re fierce too, don’t let anyone mess with them at all and they’re confident, know who they are, and know that they slay all day~. One witch is dangerous, but two is hell... 

Deep down underneath all the meanness and toughness though, these girls DO have soft, caring hearts. Amy’s more open about her caring, compassionate side while Madison is a little more discreet about her caring side. In fact, she’s actually really good at hiding it. But overall, these girls have hearts, they’re a little bitchy, but they have hearts and are just assertive, strong-willed and unafraid to speak their minds and also unafraid to stand up for things they believe in, and are always willing to help someone they care about. Ames and Mads might be mean to the students of 2-A, but only THEY can be mean to them.

[froggywritesstuff]

character list

the title is self explanatory. this is a list of the characters i'll write for. it'll probably change over time, and if you see a character you'd like but don't see them on the list, just ask cause i might've forgotten about them

Hamilton

Eliza Schuyler

Angelica Schuyler

Peggy Schuyler

Maria Reynolds

Alexander Hamilton

John Laurens

Philip Hamilton

Lafayette

Hercules Mulligan

James Madison

Thomas Jefferson

Aaron Burr

Umbrella Academy

Viktor Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Ben Hargreeves (Umbrella or Sparrow)

Sloane Hargreeves

Jayme Hargreeves

Stranger Things

Will Byers (non female readers only)

Mike Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eleven Hopper

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley (non male readers only)

Nancy Wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

21 Chump Street

Justin Laboy

The Goldfinch

Boris Pavlikovsky

Theodore Decker

MCU

Peter Parker (any actor)

Peter Quill

Mantis

Gamora

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Steven Grant

America Chavez (non male readers only)

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova (platonic only)

X-Men

Mystique

Kitty Pryde

Peter Maximoff

Rogue

Logan Howlette

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

Scott Summers

In The Heights (movie version)

Usnavi de la Vega

Vanessa 

Nina Rosario

Benny

Sonny de la Vega 

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer

JD (Jason Dean)

Heather Chandler

Heather McNamara

Heather Duke

John Doe

John Doe

Ride The Cyclone

Noel Gruber (male or nb readers only)

Ocean O'Connel Rosenburg

Mischa Bachinski

Constance Blackwood

Ricky Potts

Hatchetfieldverse

Paul Matthews

Emma Perkins

Ted Spankoffski

Bill Woodard

Ruth Fleming

Pete Spankoffski

Richie Lipschitz

Max Jagerman

Grace Chasity

Lex Foster

Ethan Green

Hannah Foster (platonic only)

Heartstopper

Charlie Spring (non female readers only)

Nick Nelson

Tara Jones (non male readers only)

Darcy Olsson (non male readers readers only)

Elle Argent

Tao Xu (non male readers only)

Tori Spring

Imogen Heaney

Isaac Henderson (platonic only)

Do Revenge

Eleanor Levetan (non male readers only)

Drea Torres

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barclay

Xavier Thorpe

Eugene Otinger

(young) Morticia Addams

(young) Gomez Addams

Beetlejuice

Lydia Deetz

Tomorrow When The War Began

Ellie Linton

Lee Takkam

Fiona Maxwell

Homer Yannos

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse/Across the Spider-Verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Pavitr Prabhakar

Hobie Brown

Margo Kess

Miles G Morales (earth 42)

Miguel O’Hara

Maze Runner

Thomas

Newt (non female readers only)

The Broken Hearts Gallery

Lucy Gulliver

Nadine (non male readers only)

Nick Danielson

Treasure Planet

Jim Hawkins

Enola Holmes

Enola Holmes

Lord Tewkesbury

Turning Red

Mei Mei

Miriam

Abby

Priya

Raising Dion

Nicole Warren

Tevin Wakefield

Dion Warren (platonic only)

Julie and the Phantoms

Julie Molina

Luke Patterson

Reggie Peters

Alex Mercer (non female readers only)

Flynn

Carrie

Abbott Elementary

Janine Teagues

Jacob Hill (non female readers only)

Gregory Eddie

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Jake Peralta

Amy Santiago

Rosa Diaz

Love Victor

Victor Salazar (non female readers only)

Benji (non female readers only)

Felix Weston

Pilar Salazar

Lake Meriwether

Lucy

Mia Brooks

Andrew

In Treatment

Eladio

Spree

Kurt Kunkle

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Mary Margaret Blanchard

David Nolan

Henry Mills

Mulan (non male readers only)

Graham

Neal Cassidy

Peter Pan

Jefferson

Dash and Lily

Dash

Lily

Juno

Juno MacGuff

Paulie Bleeker

Summer Days Summer Nights

Frankie Espinoza

Scream (1 through 6)

Sidney Prescott

Billy Loomis

Mickey Altieri

Roman Bridger

Jill Roberts

Charlie Walker

Sam Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Amber Freeman

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Quinn Bailey

Venom

Eddie Brock

Cletus Kasady

Honest Thief

Ramon Hall

Wild Child

Poppy Moore

Kate

Drippy

Freddie Kingsley

Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Trevor Spengler

Phoebe Spengler (platonic only)

Error 143

Micah Yujin

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff Winger

Britta Perry

The Obession

Logan

Delilah

The New Girl

Lia Setiawan

Stacey Hoffman

Mythic Quest

Poppy Li

Brad Bakshi

Adventure Time

Finn

Princess Bubblegum

Marceline

Marshall Lee

Prince Bubblegum

Flame Princess

School Spirits

Madison

Simon

Charley (non female readers only)

Wally

Dungeons and Dragons: Honour Among Thieves

Simon Aumar

Disventure Camp

Aiden (non fem readers only)

James (non fem readers only)

Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies

Jane Facciano

Olivia Valdovinos

Nancy Nakagawa

Cynthia Zdunowski

Richie Valdovinos

Ted Lasso

Ted Lasso

Roy Kent

Jamie Tartt

Keeley Jones

Sam Obisanya

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts

Noah Diaz

Elena Wallace

Mirage

Helluva Boss

Blitzø

Stolas (non female readers only)

Loona

Millie

Moxxie

Octavia

Verosika Mayday

Fizzarolli

Asmodeus

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie Morningstar

Vaggie (non male readers only)

Angel Dust (non female readers only)

Husk

Alastor (platonic only)

Vox

Lucifer

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (rise + mutant mayhem + tmnt 2007)

Donnie

Mikey

Raph

Leo

April

The After Party

Yasper Lennov

Space Force

Tony Scarapiducci

Renfield

Teddy Lobo

Robert Montague Renfield

Undercovers

Bill Hoyt

Amazing Digital Circus

Jax

Parks and Recreation

Leslie Knope

Ann Perkins

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

Jean-Ralphio Saperstein

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja

Randy Cunningham (18+ people DNI unless requesting platonic stories)

The Earliest Show

Josh Bath

House of Lies

Clyde Oberholt

Mean Girls (movie + musical + movie musical)

Cady Heron

Regina George

Gretchen Wieners

Karen Smith/Shetty

Janis Ian/Sarkisian/Imi'ike (non male readers only)

Damian Hubbard (non female readers only)

Warm Bodies

R

Peep World

Nathan Meyerwitz

Your Boyfriend

Peter Dunbar

Invincible

Mark Grayson

Shapesmith

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina Spellman

Harvey Kinkle

Nick Scratch

Rosalind Walker

Theo Putnam

Prudence Blackwood

Ambrose Spellman

High School Musical: the Musical the Series

Gina Porter

EJ Caswell

[latesummerfrost]

When anyone asks me what my favorite comics are or what I would recommend to a new reader I always (before Brubaker and Cooke's Catwoman) go straight to Huntress : Year One. After Morrison's New X-Men and Perez's Wonder Woman, the title that really sucked me into comics was Gail Simone's Birds of Prey. Naturally, I had to know more about these women.

So after a Black Canary deep dive (which I'll go into later, because that deserves its own gosh darn post, obviously), I came to Huntress : Year One. I'd already seen these ladies in Justice League : Unlimited. I already loved Helena as Amy Acker brought her to life. I had no idea what this book would do to me.

You understand Helena in Gail's BOP better for reading it. You understand her better in JLA (which came before but obviously informed this title). For crissake, it makes you appreciate the Birds of Prey movie more (we know you tried, Margot, you did your homework and bless you for it)!!! Ivory Madison killed it on the script; Cliff Richards MURDERED IT on the pencils and color. This book isn't perfect, but it's a goddamn Helluva read if you enjoy a good Mafia story with a titch of cape thrown in (no spoilers, obvi).

[anotherhamiltonblog]

Confessions

Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Warnings: Drinking, cursing, Fluff Word Count: 1.4k Request: @namethathasnotbeentaken​ with  “how much did you drink?” from the fluff prompt list with Jefferson.

Thank you for the request lovely girl!!!! <3

Going out with friends was Always a good thing, For Y/N it meant getting almost shitfaced after a few hours of bar hopping. Lafayette and Hercules standing on either side of Y/N, she was happily laughing and telling them about how cute little Peggy rushed into the wrong class that morning.

“She came in… yelling about how she was sorry for being late. Calling the professor, the wrong name and by the time she realized where she was, poor thing ran out.” Y/N laughed at the memory of her dear friend and roommate.

“Where is she?” Hercules asked, the three entering the next bar and instantly finding a seat.

Pouting, Y/N laid her chin on the palm of her hand as her elbow rested on top of the table.

“Out… With James Madison and Jefferson probably…”

Lafayette raised an eyebrow at the girl before grinned. “Mon amis… why do you say… Jefferson in such a sweet way?” he wiggled his eyebrows and Y/N narrowed her eyes.

“I didn’t say his name in anyway you curly fry,” she stuck her tongue out at him before thanking Hercules who came back with their drinks. “Wasn’t Alexander and John supposed to meet us?” Y/N looked around. Finally noticing that the other two members of their group wasn’t with them.

Lafayette and Hercules also looked around. “Well, they were supposed to meet us two bars back. Guess they forgot about us.” Herc laughed and Y/N shrugged before picking up her drink, eyeing it.

“What the fuck is this?” she asked her large friend and frowned.

“It’s a Magenta Margarita!” Hercules grinned, Lafayette trying to hide his laughter. “You know, so you can think about Jefferson and those ridiculous clothes he loves wearing to mock court.”

Y/N only glared at them and knocked back the drink in a few gulps. “Fuck you two.” She pointed at them and went up to the bar. Asking for a double shot, Y/N hummed as she took it in one go and then asked for three beers.

“Put her tab on me.” A voice said behind her and Y/N stood up quickly.

‘Fuck… shit… MOTHER FUC-‘ but she was interrupted mid thought as a throat cleared behind her.

Turning slowly, Y/N had a fake smile plastered on her face. “Jefferson…” she looked him over and saw he was still in the suit he had worn for their court session earlier that day, the magenta tie loose around his neck.

‘god… to have that tie tied around my wrists by this man…’ blinking and turning to grab her drinks. She offered Thomas a smile.

“Thanks for the drinks, not all of us can afford to pay for other people’s drinks.” She winked at the ridiculously good-looking man. “Well… Lafayette can, but the asshole almost always forgets his wallet.” Y/N rolled her eyes and picked up the drinks.

With one last smile to the man, she walked off to the table with her friends who were doubled over in laughter.

“I got you another Magenta Margarita.” Hercules said innocently and Y/N had half a thought to throw the drink in the mans face. Instead she picked it up and took a small sip from it.

“You know, this is actually really good.” Y/N grinned at the two, who smiled back.

As two hours went by, beers kept rolling to their table, Lafayette leaning back against his chair. “I think…. I think you should go and thank Jeffersooon for us!” he slurred, and Y/N thought abut it only to tap her hand on top of the table.

“I SHOULD!” she agreed and got up. Swaying for a second, she made way over to where the man was sitting with Aaron Burr and paperwork between them.

Raising an eyebrow, she sat down at their table and smiled at the two men. Though her eyes were mostly on Thomas.

“You are the sweetest!” she hummed and leaned forward.

Thomas couldn’t help but laugh softly. “Is that so?” he asked and leaned forward as well, ignoring Aaron who got up.

“I’m going to go get a drink before I throw up.”

But neither Y/N nor Thomas paid him any mind.

“Mmm… It is so! You didn’t have to buy our drinks!” she gushed and pursed her lips together.

Watching as Thomas moved to sit next to her, Y/N felt her face heat up. “Well doll face. I did it for you. Not so much those friends of yours. But I was feeling nice.”

“Gosh… I really want to kiss you now... Heck I wanna kiss you all the time.” Y/N said, not realizing she said those words out loud and not in her head.

“how much did you drink?” Thomas chuckled and glanced over her face to see if she was ok.

“I think… I had too much to drink.” Y/N squeezed her eyes shut and moved to stand, swaying again from standing too quickly.

Putting his things away, Aaron had come back and gathered his own things. The two shared a look, a look that went unnoticed by Y/N who was looking through her purse for her phone.

“Come on, I’ll walk you back to the dorms.” Thomas offered his arm to Y/N who happily took it and she waved to her friends who waved back.

Walking outside, Y/N gave a slight shiver when cold wind blew and hit her and her bare arms and legs. She had the warmth of Lafayette’s coat earlier and now she didn’t. Yet when she felt something drape over her shoulders, Y/N couldn’t help but giggle when she saw Thomas’ coat jacket wrapped around her.

Putting the coat on properly, so it wasn’t just hanging over her shoulders. Y/N held onto Thomas’ arm as they walked. Y/N trying her best to not show that she had a little two much to drink. Kept almost tripping over her own feet. Thankfully Thomas steadied her each time with a chuckle.

“Have you ever been to Paris?” Y/N asked, looking up at the night sky. Only to let out a snort and roll her eyes. “What am I even asking? You’re a Jefferson, of course you have. You probably stayed at your home there, sitting on the balcony overlooking the French countryside, drinking Fifteen-Thousand-dollar wine with those stupid Seven-foot Krazy straws…” she smirked and glanced at the man. “How right am I?” she wiggled her eyebrows.

Thomas just laughed, “Uh, well I stayed at a hotel with an Eiffel Tower view drinking expensive wine… not fifteen-thousand-dollar expensive… but close.” He grinned. “Though… there was no seven-foot krazy straw. Sorry little miss Senõrita.” He winked.

Laughing, the two fell silent as they walked. Y/N humming some song stuck in her head.

“I love it when you call me Senõrita.. I wish I could pretend I didn’t need ya.. but every touch is Ooh-la-la-la… it’s true la-la-la. Ooh, I should be runnin’ ooh, you keep me coming for ya.” Y/N sang and swayed her hips slightly.  

Thomas just smiled watching her. Sadly, they arrived at the dorm rooms and he walked Y/N up to her door. Bending down and kissing her cheek. He said a soft goodnight and Y/N pouted.

“Sorry doll face. You are in no position to be kissing me when you’ve spent the night drinking.” He grinned and eyes widened when Y/N asked him to just lay with her then.

“Fine… but no funny business missy.” He shook his head and went into her room. Closing the door behind them, Thomas kicked off his shoes and watched as Y/N grabbed pajamas and threw a pair of large sweatpants and shirt at Thomas.

“Those are my older brothers… but they should fit you!” She smiled and walked out to head to the shared bathroom on her floor.

Once her face was makeup free, pajamas on and teeth brushed. Y/N returned to her room and closed the door, making sure it was locked before heading to her bed and laid down. Patting the side next to her for Thomas, she smiled happily. The two agreeing on a movie and half an hour in, both were fast asleep.

With his arm around her, Y/N had her head on his chest near his left shoulder, she laid on her stomach and an arm draped over his middle. The blanket was pulled over them and Y/N had the best sleep she’s had in a while.

[ridiculousn3sswrites]

The Weekend - Student Council Pt. 2

*Lafayette x Reader

*Summary: The weekend approaches and Reader needs to actually see what Alexander’s budget has. A social life is getting in the way of that.

*Warnings: None, I think. Let me know if I missed anything.

*A/N: So, I’m done with my first year of undergrad! I officially declared my major and so much shit has gone on, y’all.

Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four || Part Five || Part Six || Part Seven

**********

You had just finished working on your homework and finally got the chance to pull up Alexander’s budget proposal. As you started reading the first sentence of the introduction to the proposal - which was long winded, in typical Alexander Hamilton fashion - when your phone lit up with a message from Lafayette. You groaned at your boyfriend’s terrible timing, knowing he was there to pick you up. You sincerely hoped that Alexander wouldn’t bug you about reading his proposal or else you just might vote against him in spite. Voting out of spite really just depended on who annoyed you at the time, and in student council that could be anyone.

“You know, I was just about to read Alex’s proposal,” you said as soon as you opened Lafayette’s car door.

“I thought I told you that it could wait for the night, mon amour,” he replied, a brow raised.

“Yeah, yeah, but I don’t know if he’s gonna bring it up or not and I really don’t want him trying to convince me,” you told him.

“I talked to him after school, he promised not to talk about it,” Lafayette reassured you.

“And how often does Alexander actually stick to his promises when it’s against something he wants?” You asked pointedly. Lafayette sat in silence for a second, knowing you were right, before he put the car into reverse and backed out of the driveway. You smirked a little in victory.

“We should go before the others start calling,” Lafayette deflected instead. You had to keep yourself from laughing at the obvious attempt to avoid your question.

“Yeah, that’s what you’re worried about,” you said, still fighting your laughter. Lafayette shot you a warning glance before focusing on the road once again. You placed your hand on top of his, looking at him with a small smile just to make sure he knew you were just teasing. When he responding with a small smile of his own, you took your hand back and decided to check the group chat to see where the others were.

By the time you and Laf got to the movie theater, everyone else was already there, waiting on the two of you. As you walked up to the group, Eliza held out two tickets to you. “Alright, who do I owe money to?” you asked, looking at each person. When you looked at Alexander, it was obvious that he was holding his tongue for once in his life. It looked like he was actually taking his promise to Lafayette seriously, and you appreciated that.

“Don’t worry about it, Laf already Venmoed me. Also, I promise I won’t say anything about the budget proposal, but if you look at it then it really is-”

“Alexander, enough,” Eliza cut him off with a stern look. You and Lafayette exchanged a look - an annoyed Eliza was definitely not one to try even the slightest bit. Alexander immediately put his hands up in surrender, coming to the exact same conclusion you and Laf already had. “Now, we’re going to watch this movie and ignore everything having to do with ASB for the night.”

“I think you spoke too soon, looks like ASB’s coming to us,” Hercules muttered, just barely loud enough for you to catch. You followed his gaze across the lobby and internally groaned at the sight of Burr, Jefferson, and Madison walking towards your group.

“(y/n), what a pleasant coincidence,” Jefferson said as soon as they were within earshot.

“It really isn’t, though,” Alexander decided to speak up. You held up a hand to silence them both before it escalated any more.

“Jefferson, I’m not talking business with anyone tonight if I’m hanging out with my friends. Just like you can act out of pure spite, I can as well,” you told him, the threat clear in your tone. Lafayette wrapped his arm around you then, bringing you back down to a point of near calm.

“Mon ami, she already told you she will have her decision by next week. ASB doesn’t have to take up every waking moment, you know,” Lafayette backed you up.

“Maybe it’s a bit unfair to expect you to have an answer already, but it would do you good to remember our offer,” Jefferson replied, ignoring Laf’s comment. You just rolled your eyes, not in the mood to deal with him. Then again, you were never in the mood to deal with Jefferson.

“Thomas, we need to go. My mom’s gonna be back soon and you know I have to be back before she is,” Madison decided to speak up. You were a little taken aback by that; you didn’t know Madison’s parents were that strict. “(Y/n), sorry to bother you. I hope you all have a good rest of your night.” With that, Madison directed their small group out of the theatre.

“I guess Burr made up his mind,” John said as soon as they were gone. “If he was voting for the budget then he’d be hanging out with us.”

“Do you guys even invite him anywhere these days?” Peggy asked, only to be met with silence.

“Don’t come at us with logic like that,” Angelica replied. “C’mon, let’s go grab our seats.”

**********

After the movie, your group decided to get some food. By the time you got home, it was past midnight and you were exhausted. You were tempted to just pass out and read the proposal in the morning, but you knew that Alexander’s vow of silence ended in the morning. Despite your better judgement, you decided to print out Alexander’s budget proposal and start reading it.

Whenever you read proposals that had to be voted on, you went all out. You read it multiple times, highlighted, took notes, asked questions when you needed clarification, everything that you should do for actual assignments but never did. If you were being honest, so much of your energy went into ASB to the point that you had very little energy to deal with anything outside of it. You looked over to your bedroom door, wondering if you should grab the energy drink you knew was sitting in your fridge. Before you could convince yourself to, you opened your highlighter and started reading Alexander’s budget.

You read it carefully, willing your tired mind to understand his long-winded way of saying things. You made notes in the margins, trying to explain what Alexander meant in your own words for when you reread the proposal. “Why did he write so much? Budgets should just be the numbers, he doesn’t need to explain his reasoning for everything,” you muttered, letting your head fall on your desk with a solid thud. You could feel the exhaustion overtake your body, so you closed your eyes, telling yourself you would take a quick five minute break before going back to reading the proposal.

When you actually woke up, sunlight was starting to stream through your window. You immediately cursed, checking your open highlighter beside you to see if it had dried out overnight. When you saw it hadn’t, you decided to check your notes. The second you turned to the last page you’d worked on, you saw the sloppy, nonsensical handwriting that you knew you had when you were half-asleep. You groaned, knowing that you needed to go through and redo your notes where they stopped making sense. “Okay, let’s do this right,” you said, getting up to get some snacks and water to sustain yourself while you worked.

Even though your mind wasn’t foggy with exhaustion now, Alexander’s verbose way of writing was still one that made you a little annoyed. Sure it sounded nice in the right circumstances, but when you were just trying to read a budget proposal it could get irritating. You had half a mind to just text him and tell him off for having paragraphs of writing for each aspect of the budget instead of the overview for the sections as a whole. As you flipped to the events section of the budget, you found that the budget allotted was a little bit more than in previous years and actually allowed for more wriggle room than the other sections. He was really fighting to get your vote here, and you were slightly surprised about that. Normally Alexander just let his work speak for itself.

By the time you were done going through Alexander’s proposal, it was already beginning to get dark again. You drafted a few questions you still needed to ask about certain aspects before getting ready to text them to Alex, making sure that you understood everything you could about the budget. As you were comparing the questions with your notes to make sure you didn’t miss anything, there was a knock on the door. “Come in,” you called out, not looking up from your work.

“(Y/n), my love, I bring food and my company,” your boyfriend announced himself as he entered your room. “Have you been working on the proposal all day?”

“Hey, Laf. Yeah, I’ve got a few questions I need to ask Alex about some things but I think I’m almost done here,” you told him, spinning in your chair to face him. He was already sprawled out on your bed, a bag of takeout next to him as he looked at you.

“And, what do you think of Alexander’s proposal?” Lafayette asked, sitting up properly.

“It’s all sound, it makes sense, but I still need a little to think about it. That’s kinda why I gotta ask Alex some questions about it,” you replied.

“You can ask Alex whenever, you have his phone number for a reason. Come on and eat with me before the food gets cold.” Laf told you, already taking the containers out of the bag. You knew that you couldn’t argue against his logic, and your current sustenance of pure junk food and water wasn’t enough for you to actually function properly.

“I’ll take thirty minutes and that’s it; I really gotta finish this and make my decision before I have both Jefferson and Alex jumping down my throat about it,” you said, only half-serious as you took the container Laf handed you. You knew you needed to make your decision this weekend, but what was the harm in waiting one more day? You still had Sunday, and it wasn’t like you’d be doing anything else that was important. You could take a break and enjoy dinner with your boyfriend, maybe even watch a movie or something else to relax for a bit. Lafayette seemed to sense your decision to relax, smiling brightly as you sat on the bed beside him.

**********

After you’d eaten, Laf suggested putting on a movie just so he’d have an excuse to hang out with you for a little while longer until he needed to go home. You only made it halfway through the movie before you began fighting to keep your eyes open. You’d been reading Alex’s proposal for hours, working on making sure you’d make the best decision you could, and you didn’t realize just how exhausted you were.

The next thing you knew, Lafayette was gently shaking you awake as the credits rolled on your laptop screen. You weren’t ready to wake up just yet, and made it known as you closed your eyes again and snuggled closer to Laf’s side. “Mon amour, as adorable as you are, I need to go soon,” Lafayette laughed, even though he put his arm around you and just held you there for a few seconds.

“Babe, why does Alex need to write so much? If we had anyone else as Treasurer it wouldn’t take nearly as long for me to do this,” you mumbled, finally opening your eyes and looking up at your boyfriend. You were still exhausted even after your impromptu nap, so you knew you would have to pick up your work again in the morning. On the other hand, you were pretty confident that even if you texted Alex your questions at three in the morning, he would respond, so you were considering just taking another nap.

“You know how Alexander is, he needs to use as many words as possible,” Lafayette replied, holding back another laugh. You couldn’t help the warmth that spread through you at the sight of Lafayette’s small smile. You found him so utterly adorable, and you couldn’t really believe that he cared for you just as much as you cared for him. When he caught you staring, he pressed a quick kiss to your lips. As much as you’d love to properly kiss him, you knew one of your parents would probably be coming in soon to ask when Laf would be going home.

“Do you have to go?” You asked, pressing another kiss to his lips.

“You know your parents would kick me out if I didn’t,” Laf joked. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile that graced your features. You looked at the time on your laptop, seeing that it was already approaching midnight. “It’s getting pretty late.”

“Yeah, are you gonna head out?” You asked, already untangling yourself from Laf’s embrace.

“I probably should,” Laf told you, getting off of your bed in search of his shoes. Once he found them, you walked him out to his car, Laf and your parents exchanging pleasantries as you passed by them. When you got to his car, Laf immediately took you into his arms, holding you as he leaned against the car. “Tonight was nice, even if I had to convince you to take a break.”

“It was. I didn’t even realize I needed it,” you admitted as you savored the feeling of being in Lafayette’s arms. “I still need to-”

“Get some rest,” Lafayette interrupted you. “I say this in the nicest way possible, but you looked like death. Sleep and send Alex your questions in the morning. You have until Friday to make your decision.”

“I know, I just want to get it over with already,” you said with a sigh. “You’ve already made your decision.”

“I have, but I also know you like making your own decisions,” he replied, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I should probably head home.”

“Yeah, I guess you should,” you told him, neither of you quite ready for the night to end. He released you from his embrace, kissing you quickly before unlocking his car.

“Je t’aime, chéri,” he said, opening his door.

“I love you too.” You smiled as you watched him get in his car and pull out of your driveway, waving at you one last time before making his way home. Turning back to walk into your house, you couldn’t help but think that maybe Laf was right about you getting some rest. After all, you did still have until Friday.

**********

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Since Yesterday

Words: 1042

Warnings: angst, depressed!sam, implied suicide

a short one-shot where Sam disappears and Dean reads a page in Sam’s journal and finds out why. Dean needs to hurry.

“Sam? Where are you, man? I’ve been looking everywhere! Call me back, dammit!” Dean hung up his phone and tried Sam’s room again. Sam had been gone since yesterday. Just fucking disappeared.

Dean shoved his hands into his pockets and looked around the sparse room. Sam didn’t have much. Didn’t want much, either. No real decorations, not like his own room. Here, everything was neat and in its place, except for one flannel thrown over the chair. He frowned at the coldness of Sam’s space.

Moving quickly to the dresser, Dean went through some drawers. Nothing but neatly folded clothes. He turned to see what else he could find.  The bed was neatly made as always. Sam would probably be pissed that Dean had torn the sheets from his bed, but Dean didn’t care.

Sam was missing.

When Dean angrily pulled the pillow onto the floor, a small book fell, too. Dean picked it up and thumbed through it. It was a journal. Several hundred pages worth, completely filled. Dean paused, not wanting to invade Sam’s privacy, but also immensely curious.

He sat down slowly onto Sam’s firm (that has to be uncomfortable, thought Dean) mattress and flipped through the pages, not really reading the words, just in awe of how much was there. Every page was filled with dates and entries. Both sides of each page. Filled. He caught a few words here and there as his eyes skimmed the pages..

Alone.

Sad.

Brother.

Failure.

Can’t.

Disappointment.

Depressed.

Death.

Dean.

Scared.

Dean felt a twinge of guilt. Sam had been more withdrawn since – Dean had to think back – probably since Eileen died? What else had Sam been going through? Dean cursed himself for not thinking about his brother’s needs.

Dean thought for a moment. When was the last time his brother laughed? He couldn’t remember. He remembered Sam always excusing himself to be alone in his room. He was becoming careless on hunts, getting injured, and losing focus.

And Sam’s reaction when he discovered Dean was climbing into the box without saying goodbye tore at his heart. He hadn’t really thought about his brother’s feelings. Sam, who meant the world to him. Sam, who sacrificed for him. Sam, his baby brother, who he swore he would always protect.

Dean closed his eyes. Sam was feeling abandoned. Again.

“Fuck, Sam, I’m so sorry.” He wiped a tear from his eye. This was probably why Sam was gone. Trying to find a way to save him again. Sacrificing again.

Dean’s blood ran cold.

He turned to the very last entry to see if there were any clues there. Then he’d put the book back. He flipped past all the other entries, all written in the same colored pen, all very neat handwriting. Of course. Meticulous Sam. Always wanting things to be perfect.

The last entry was yesterday. Dean swallowed nervously and began reading.

**

It’s always the same. It doesn’t matter, really. Nothing does. Nothing I do ends well. It always ends in tragedy or death.

Always.

Everyone I’ve ever loved is gone. Dead because of me. Jess, Amy, Madison, Sarah, Eileen. All the things I try to fix end up breaking later anyway. I can’t even help my own brother. We always end up telling lies and keeping secrets from each other. Always for the greater good, right? Never turns out this way, though. Always something goes wrong. I can’t do this without him. If I lose him again, I won’t be able to go on.

He doesn’t know – can’t know – that I’m still evil. I know I am. Look at what I do. Look at what I did –I mean - look at what I keep doing. I still kill. And even though the demon blood is gone, I still feel that power. I want to use it again. I feel it coursing through me. That alone should be reason to end this. I’m dangerous. I can’t tell Dean. He would be so pissed. He would hate me.

And even when we aren’t hunting? I still see Lucifer. Not all the time, but he’s there. In my dreams, too.  But somedays he’s there, watching me. Laughing at me. Reminding me how evil I am and how I should accept my fate. See, Cas was right. I AM an abomination.

I know we’ve saved a lot of people. But many are dead because of me, too. I got Charlie killed and I killed Kevin with my own two hands. I killed that kid. I blame myself for Crowley’s death, too. Once he was an enemy. Hell, often he was an enemy. But I’m still sad that he’s gone. And he’s gone because of me.

I don’t see much point in trying anymore. I know I will never be happy. It will always be taken away from us. Why risk the hurt. If I’m never happy no matter what I do or how hard I try – why bother? Why try helping when it will eventually create even more pain?

Dean’s putting himself in the box soon. I can’t face it. I can’t I can’t bury my brother in a box in the ocean. I have to go before that happens. I think one more loss will break me. I’ll just snap.

Especially if it’s Dean.

I have to die first.

I can’t snap and become the evil monster I’ve been holding back for so long. I’ll lose my grip and he’ll take over.

I want to die in peace. It will be no one’s fault. I don’t want to die hunting. I don’t want pain. And if I have to watch Dean die again, I will die slowly. Pieces of me that keep me whole and human will disappear. I will either be a shell or become a monster. I don’t want Jack to see that. He’ll be ok, he’ll have Cas.

I hope Michael lets him die. I hope Dean joins me soon.

I don’t think I can do eternity alone.

**

Dean slammed the book closed and threw it on the bed.

Sam was gone.

So was his gun.

Dean grabbed the keys and ran to the Impala.

He knew where Sam would be. He just hoped he wasn’t too late.

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A Rencounter Fic

OMG I MADE A 2ND CHAPTER!!! And in short amount of time (not really but short enough)!! This one is really special cuz @ice-cream-kitsunegirl and I work together on this one. She made an amazing intro (in my personal opinion). Once again both of our Ocs are here, I have her permission to use her character, I hope you will like it and please check out her blog if you like bnha x readers fics, I recommend reading her stuff. (She has more experience in writing than I do. XD)

Summary: Ashlen and Amy have been friends online for three months but never knew each other's real names or faces. They are from different countries but feel as if they are very close to one another. Ashlen is on an exchange program to UA High School to Class 1-A for a year. One year away from home in the U.S, will she get along with her new classmates? Why does one of them sound familiar?

Chapter 2: A Sense of Change

Meanwhile at UA…

“WHOO-HOO~!”

Amy whooped as she flew her broomstick up in the air, high enough to run a hand through the clouds, the same place where her head was as she grinned at the bright moonlight. It was the perfect amount of light that she would need to charge her gemstones for when she got down. She looked down to see their brightness…

She wasn’t alone though, she had her dear friend Shinsou riding with her on her broomstick, and he wasn’t crazy about how high they were. They were a little too high near the clouds, he knew that Amy was an adrenaline junkie, but how did he let her convince him to do crazy shit like this?

‘It’s like riding a bike she said… it will be fun she said…’ He thought to himself in dread, but he refused to show that he might have been just a little bit scared of falling since this relied purely on her telekinesis to let her fly.

“Hitoshi! We’re so freakin’ high! I’ve officially gotten better with my telekinesis, and now I can fly this thing anytime I want! Haha~! I want to get away, I wanna fllyyyyy away~.” She started singing as she floated about and let the wind blow in her face.

“You shouldn’t sing while we’re up here… you need to focus, so your telekinesis doesn’t break… Let’s just get back to the ground… I don’t think I really like fly-“ Shinsou nearly screamed when she suddenly descended, and he held on tightly to this broomstick as she whooped yet again, swerving a circle around the Heights Alliance building and potentially disturbing some of the other Class 1-A students with the heavy wind blowing through the windows from her fast flying..

As soon as she reached the ground, Shinsou was happy to be back on his feet where he wouldn’t fall to his death. “HA! Never gets old…” Amy laughed cheerfully as she got down off her broomstick, secretly amusing Shinsou despite what his expression indicated. “You’re setting witches back a hundred years by flying on a broomstick, do you know that?” He asked her sarcastically as she laughed a little bit, “Yeah, but it’s fun~. Now watch this! The moonlight is perfect for my gems~.” Amy sang-songed as she cheerfully went over to the gems she had collected to charge up for the perfect night.

They were gleaming, provided by the brightness of the moonlight that shined upon them, Amy stared at them in awe as she started to sing the incantation.

“Crystal, Gleam and Glow

Let your power return

The full moon shine so bright

Return your state of might.”

A low humming radiated from the glowing gemstones, and Amy’s grin grew and looked somewhat crazy from Shinsou’s point of view as she did her best to not let out a dramatic cackle, and instead just giggled happily. “AH! I can’t wait to utilize their power for later~ I’m just mad about gemstones.” She said excitedly, which Shinsou secretly found endearing. Even if he didn’t know why he was out here in the first place.

“Why am I out here again?” He asked in the most deadpan tone she had heard yet, and he wasn’t surprised to see Amy’s trademark smirk.

“Duh, Mr. Aizawa trusts you the most with me, I need you to back me up if I get in trouble, and on top of that… I need to make up being away from you for 4 years… do you know how sad I was without you?”

Amy explained, her smirk turning into a more somber smile, “But you had the other witches. You certainly think highly of them… a lot more than the other girls here, that’s for sure.”

It was true. Amy often mentioned her sisters from the coven at Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Girls at New Orleans to her friends and classmates. Her sisters were young witches that had been made public not long ago but were an independent heroine group that followed their own rules thanks to Amy’s Supreme Cordelia Goode demonstrating a heroic attitude despite the witches’ controversial, and some say questionable hero methods. Amy’s dear friends Zoe Benson, Queenie and Mallory lived there, and she missed them terribly, but frequently spoke to them online, along with a new friend she had made in the states. And sometimes she would stay up till the dead of the night talking to them, which had lately been forcing Bakugou to make her ‘go the fuck to bed.’

“I do… I mean the girls here are great… but… my sisters are… pretty badass.” Amy chuckled a little bit, but Shinsou couldn’t help but rolls his eyes. “Yeah, we hear you go on and on about how great they are… Except for Madison… nobody can stand her, I really can’t stand her.” Shinsou reminded her but made sure to remark on his intense dislike for Madison Montgomery, the bitchiest witch who had been ‘taking care of you’ and shadowing a very reluctant Aizawa on Cordelia’s request on most days. But nobody, not even sweet Izuku, Kirishima or Uraraka liked her.

Amy couldn’t help but giggle. Madison was more of her frenemy than anything, compared to Misty, Mallory, Zoey, and Queenie, but Madison was a hedonist who looked out mainly for herself and most definitely NOT a hero. Although, Madison did care about Amy, given that she took her on a wild bender after Bakugou was rescued and was being kind of a distant asshole afterward.

That proved that Madison DID care about her and had a heart underneath the stone-cold bitchiness. “Hee-hee, Madison’s a bitch. But… I can handle her. I mean… look at who I’m dating.” Amy shrugged a little bit and laughed, not fully noticing the look of annoyance on Shinsou’s face.

“But… as much as I talk about how great my sisters are… they aren’t you Hitoshi… they made me feel less lonely… but they couldn’t replace you at all…” She said softly with a warm smile at her childhood friend, who didn’t seem to expect that as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, willing himself to not blush.

“So sentimental…” He muttered a little bit in slight embarrassment as Amy giggled a little bit, unable to stop herself from hugging his arm affectionately as he sighed heavily in mild annoyance. Although, Amy’s hold loosened a little bit as her brown eyes widened ever so slightly, pausing momentarily as she stared upwards into the distance and looked around.

There was nothing in the area, but her senses were tingling and telling her something that she couldn’t really say. Yet, she felt nothing bad, which was surprising to her since one of Amy’s gifts allowed her to sense bad juju and of bad things yet to come. So naturally, Amy learned to be cautious, even if she wasn’t sensing the usual bad juju…

Which was a little bit alarming to her. She’d been used to bad juju, and for some reason, it seemed to be naturally drawn to her wherever she wants, whether it was at Robichaux or UA. She recalled many times she felt it, such as the attack on Robichaux, the Witch Hunters, the Axeman’s attack, the USJ incident, the Hero Killer’s attack at Hosu, to the Summer Field Training trip. All bad incidents, so why was this so different?

Amy wondered what this could have meant. Whatever it was, it was lingering in the atmosphere, and Amy was growing more curious about it by the minute.

As she thought to herself, Shinsou knew that the witch must have sensed something when she was uncharacteristically quiet, so he could tell she must have sensed something, “What is it, Amy? Is something the matter?” He asked her, a hint of concern in his tone as Amy chuckled and shook her head.

“Nothing really… I thought I sensed something but… now it’s gone… it’s nothing.” She replied with a smile and decided to quickly change the subject somehow.

Ding!

“Oh! Hello~. Wonder who that could be~?” Thankfully, one of your friends messaged you, which was the perfect distraction from the weirdness you felt.

Ally-luvs-14cats: Hi! What's up Ice cream!?

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: Oh hey girl! Just flyin’ about with my buddy. Almost died lol

Ally-luvs-14cats: Which one? The Zombie one or the Explodo boi?  

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: HA. I haven’t killed Explodo Boi YET. But I’m with my dear Zombie Boy.

Shinsou looked over Amy's shoulder, "Who are you talking to? And who are you calling Zombie boy?"

Amy nearly jumped, and she flashed him a nervous, toothy grin, “Just a friend… Zombie Boy? No…” She laughed very nervously, “Nobody… definitely not you… I don’t think your zombie-like features make you look like a zombie…” She said, not convincingly at all as she tried to wave it off.

Ally-luvs-14cats: XD i bet he pissed his pants!

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: XD LOL I dunno. Maybe. I didn’t check my broom lolol

Ally-luvs-14cats: you better. Wouldnt want a nasty ride XD

"Who are they? Are they your friends from the coven?" Shinso asked, with a face of annoyance from the 'pissed' comment.

“Hee-hee… not this time… Madison probably would’ve said something like that. But no, this is my bud from the States... She ain’t a coven girl, well… that I know of,  but she’s definitely a friend…” She clarified, for once not saying anything really snarky since she had grown to like this girl, she was pretty cool. A LOT cooler than Madison that’s for sure, the witch Amy was stuck with.

"You know, you really shouldn't be buddy-buddy with people online. They could be a creepy old man from Japan." He warned, he heard creepy tales of how disgusting villains kidnap kids over the internet.

Amy almost chuckled, but Shinsou’s concern touched her. “Hitoshi… I’ve already killed two creepy old men back at New Orleans. I can easily kill another. I’m good at killing creepy old men… I LIKE killing creepy old men.” She smiled a little too wide, intentionally making herself look a bit bloodthirsty, which… she kind of was. “But seriously… I trust this person. Everything I’ve read from her doesn’t strike me as suspicious. No bad juju from her.” This time, that was a bit more reassuring since this girl so far didn’t give Amy any bad vibes. "And besides, we haven't said our real names and where exactly we live, just our countries."

Ally-luvs-14cats: ugh my morning was rough XC

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: uh-oh. O.O What’s the T Christine? What happened?

Ally-luvs-14cats: let’s just say i got my ass kicked by one of my older sisters...mannn i thought today was the day im going to win! 😗

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: Eh?! You didn’t win?! Awwww man… well hey, you can do it next time! This time strike when she least expects it! Go all ‘Surprise Bitch!’ on her! Works every time! 😆

Ally-luvs-14cats: XD if only that were easy. I totally went all out! Even used my special move. But she's just too dang good.. unfortunately the next time will be in a year though…

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: DAYUM! >.< That’s almost like when I didn’t pass the Seven Wonders… I mean, most witches usually die when they don’t pass but I just couldn’t do any Divination… I feel your pain though girl… :/ I can’t beat Madison… that bitch is cray-cray… but hey, you can try again next year at least! ;)

"She only knows that you're a witch?" Shinsou asked as they approach Amy's dorm room.

Amy tried not to look so obvious, but that was just in her nature unless she was trying to manipulate someone. “Yup… that’s… that’s all she knows… she definitely doesn’t know all my friends’ names… just the girls from the coven…” She muttered, not being discreet at all. But… Amy was a risk-taker by nature, it was something she needed to seriously work on.

Ally-luvs-14cats: Also I got some news! Like a future warning...

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: Oh? Future warning eh? I wanna hear that T.

Ally-luvs-14cats: pfft..anyways yea im going to be M.I.A. im going to be moving sooo i wont be able to talk to you for a few days...ill be moving to a new country annnd guess where it will be!?

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: AWWW! >.< Booo! Oh well… will miss u gurl~. Have fun with moving! Aaaaaaaaand… France? Canada? New Orleans~? … Norway?

Ally-luvs-14cats: PFFT! New Orleans isnt a country! XD Also none of those are correct btw..

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: XD Yeah but New Orleans is AWESOME!! Aaaand… Taiwan? … London? Paris? Maybe Tokyo?

Ally-luvs-14cats: Ding Ding! It is JAPAN!~

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: O.O JAPAN?! HEY THAT’S WHERE I’M AT! GIIIIIRL~.

Ally-luvs-14cats: YEA! ill be going to this like fancy school for an exchange student program...ugh i hope this school wont be filled with snobs like the ones here..¬_¬

Ice-cream-FoxGirl:  UGH Tell me about it… I love the lot I’m stuck with, but Robichaux had cooler ladies. Now the guys here though… ;) Ooh la la girl… you’d love the guys here…… I’m licking my lips as we speak~

Ally-luvs-14cats: >u< oh my gosh! Lol! Man i hope soo...i do have a thing for Asian boys..

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: They are only some of the most beautiful men on the planet~. And these guys sure are… I have a picture of this dude I’m dating, took it when he wasn’t aware of it at the pool. Among other photos he doesn’t know I secretly have of him~. Including one of him while he was sleeping... XD

"Is that so? Amy.." A voice came up behind her and almost came out as a growl.

“AHHH!!” Amy’s eyes widened, she managed to read her most recent message, but her furious boyfriend had kind of distracted her as she jumped and screamed when he was getting too close and in a snap, she teleported at least 5 feet away to text as quickly as she could.

Ally-luvs-14cats: XD Well i gttg..I need some breakfast after that defeat..and who knows maybe we'll see other. So bye!

Ice-cream-FoxGirl: Great! Talk to u later! Can’t wait to see you! I’ll show u pics when u do! Girl bai!! I’m gonna try and not die now XD :3

Ally-luvs-14cats: Oops someone found out something XD sorry but...you are on your own!

                                    Ally-luvs-14cats had left the chat!

"AMY! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"

Not many things scared Amy and not even Bakugou, but his rage was enough to raise the hairs on her back as she took off running. “No! Go drink some tea or something and ‘leaf’ me alone~!” If she was going to die, she was going to go out on a really lame pun.

Shinsou couldn’t really do anything except watch his best friend and her dumb boyfriend chase each other. He probably should have stopped Bakugou with his quirk, but… Amy wouldn’t learn anything if he did. That’s what he told himself at least.

That’s what she gets for the piss comment…

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

AN: I was not expecting this miniseries to get as much attention as it did! Thank you all so much! If you would like to catch up on the previous parts, click the links here and here. Now onto the story.

Warnings: Buffy spoilers, minor character death, and violence.

Tagging: @rmoonstoner and @queenofthehobos.

Being a rat had given Amy a lot of time to plan and she had thought that her plan was foolproof.  Yet as the God of War towered over her in his human form, she lost confidence in her plan.

Hoping the god wouldn’t notice, she continued to attempt to persuade him why he was wasting his time with you and that she would be a better, dedicated soldier.  Ares made a dismissive gesture and the young witch suddenly found herself unable to speak.

“Such a naïve child,” Ares uttered.  “Though I suppose I must reward you for bringing me to Sunnydale.”

Amy smiled up at him, “Finally, my powers and efforts are acknowledged.”

Ares raised his hand and Amy was hoisted into the air, “I will make your death quick.”  The god declared as if he were doing Amy a favour.

Horror gripped Amy, “Why?” Was all she could gasp out as the realisation dawned on her how badly she had misread the situation.  It wasn’t that you were too weak to give yourself to the god, it was that Ares was fond of you because of your strength in keeping him at bay.

The smile Ares wore convinced Amy that her realisation was correct and the god's reply chilled her to the bone, “Your impudence insults me.”

Moments later, Amy fell to the floor and Ares stepped over her body and into the night, “Happy birthday, my dear.”

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2:00PM Water Cooler 8/6/2019

Digital Elixir 2:00PM Water Cooler 8/6/2019

By Lambert Strether of Corrente

Patient readers, this is a wildly out-of-whack Water Cooler that I will shortly rebalance. I needed to do a pantry clear-out on the Politics section, which I did not complete because I got a late start. I also need to add the material about the feral hogs (you’ll find out). I hope there’s enough to inspire in the mean time. –lambert

Politics

“But what is government itself, but the greatest of all reflections on human nature?” –James Madison, Federalist 51

“They had one weapon left and both knew it: treachery.” –Frank Herbert, Dune

“2020 Democratic Presidential Nomination” [RealClearPolitics] (average of five polls). As of August 1: Biden fluctuates to 32.2% (32.0), Sanders up to 16.5% (16.4%), Warren down at 14.0% (14.8%), Buttigieg flat at 5.5% (5.6%), Harris down at 10.3% (11.0%), Beto separating himself from the bottom feeders, interestingly. others Brownian motion. If these trends continue in the next release, Sanders will the only winner of both debates.

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2020

Gabbard (D)(2): “Inside the Tulsi Hive” [The Baffler]. “It is true that the Democratic Party is depressingly thin on marginally palpable foreign policy positions, and that, with the DNC’s blackballing of Mike Gravel, she will likely be the most anti-war candidate on display this evening. But despite her Nation byline and experience as a Bernie surrogate, Gabbard’s is not a foreign policy of the left.” • Which is fair; The American Conservative is sound on intervention. This is not an article Gabbard supporters will like.

Sanders (D)(1):

"I am proud and honored to endorse Senator Bernie Sanders for the presidency of the United States." pic.twitter.com/Y7uf8ebbhD

— Mike Gravel (@MikeGravel) August 6, 2019

Sanders (D)(2):

.@BernieSanders "Ohhh they've got skee ball. I love skee ball!" pic.twitter.com/e13XMS0Asr

— Bryan Lawrence

(@BreatheNewWinds) August 5, 2019

Surely coincidence, but I did call for a bit more “joy” from the Sanders and Warren campaigns just the other day.

Trump (R)(1): “Trump Outperformed His Popularity in 2016. That Might Not Happen in 2020” [Ed Kilgore, New York Magazine]. “Again, the X factor in comparing Trump’s likely vote in 2016 and in 2020 is incumbency, which we tend to think of as an asset even when it’s not. If there is any incumbency advantage, it’s likely baked right into Trump’s approval ratings. As Kondik points out, the relationship between presidential approval and reelection-year vote share is strong. Among presidents winning reelection, Obama exceeded his election-eve approval rating by one point in 2012 (as did Reagan in 1984), and George W. Bush exceeded his by two points in 2004. The only recent president who exceeded his approval ratings in vote share by more than two points was Poppy Bush in 1992, and he got beaten like a drum. It’s worth thinking about this, too: For all the talk about Trump’s boffo economy, overall public assessments of the direction of the country remain sour…. An unpopular president leading an unhappy country could still get reelected, but the widespread, 2016-based belief that Trump is on some clear trajectory to a second term is mostly superstition… An unpopular president leading an unhappy country could still get reelected, but the widespread, 2016-based belief that Trump is on some clear trajectory to a second term is mostly superstition.”

Warren (D)(1): “Warren faces lingering concerns about her ability to beat Trump” [The Hill]. “One strategist who is neutral in the race argued that part of the problem comes down to the one possible mistake Warren made ahead of the race: her decision to take a DNA test after President Trump repeatedly mocked her for her claim that she was Native American. ‘Everyone remembers how she played right into his hands,’ the strategist said. ‘I think a lot of people look at the moment and say she can’t go up against Trump because she’s not electable even if she is a damn good candidate.’” • One thing about Sanders: You can be confident Trump will never get inside his head.

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“Here Are The Democratic Presidential Candidates With The Most Donations From Billionaires” [Forbes]. “As of the last filing deadline with the Federal Election Commission on July 15th, 67 billionaires — including spouses and members of billionaire families — had donated to the 20 Democratic candidates that debated in Detroit last week.” • Here are the rankings:

#1 Pete Buttigieg: 23 billionaire donors #2 Cory Booker: 18 billionaire donors #3 Kamala Harris: 17 billionaire donors #4 Michael Bennet: 15 billionaire donors #5 Joe Biden: 13 billionaire donors #6 John Hickenlooper: 11 billionaire donors #7 Beto O’Rourke: 9 billionaire donors #8 Amy Klobuchar: 8 billionaire donors #9 Jay Inslee: 5 billionaire donors #10 Kirsten Gillibrand: 4 billionaire donors #11 John Delaney: 3 billionaire donors #12 Elizabeth Warren and Steve Bullock: 2 billionaire donors each #13 Tulsi Gabbard, Andrew Yang, and Marianne Williamson: 1 billionaire donor each #14 Bernie Sanders, Julian Castro, Bill De Blasio, and Tim Ryan: 0 billionaire donors

El Paso Shooting

Readers, I’m still hung up on a post on the El Paso shootings. My basic idea is to conceive of the country as a sort of cracking tower, with Patrick Crusius, the shooter, as a highly refined product from the very top of the distillation column. (Most of us proles are mere crude, at the bottom.) The various levels of our cracking tower would be, from highest to lowest:

5 Priming and Triggering 4 Mobilization 3 Ideology 2 Ascriptive identity 1 Political economy

I’m thinking of this structure (model) partly just to have buckets to throw the mass of material into, and partly to have a way to sort out where policy intervention should take place. But I’m not sure if I’ve got all the levels I need. Gun purchase might fit under mobilization, for example, if we think of the purchase as logistics. Video games might go under ideology, if we think of ideology as lived experience. Ineffectual Democrat efforts would go under mobilization. Trump’s speeches might (arguably) go either under ideology or priming. I’d welcome comments — ok, help — from readers on this structure.

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“String of gun deaths reshapes Democratic primary” [Politico]. “The tragedies have the potential to change the dynamics in the broader campaign for the White House, as President Donald Trump and his supporters reeled from comparisons of their rhetoric about immigrants with that of a manifesto suspected of being from the shooter in El Paso, a border city with a mostly Latino population.” • I’m not sure I’m up to the task of putting on my yellow waders and reading the manifesto, but I think Politico is right that the manifesto is important; it distinguishes the El Paso shooter from the Dayton shooter.

Blooper #1: Trump gets Dayton mixed up with Toledo:

Holy Toledo, it wasn’t even on the TelePrompTer. pic.twitter.com/vviFo7vqMw

— Andrew Feinberg (@AndrewFeinberg) August 5, 2019

Blooper #2: “Confused Joe Biden condemns shootings in ‘Houston’ and ‘Michigan’ when the deadly massacres actually happened in El Paso and Ohio” [Daily Mail].

Our Famously Free Press

WaPo is up to their usual tricks:

I’ve complained about ⁦@washingtonpost⁩ #bernieblackout before – but this example is totally infuriating. This story includes this bizarre quote, “The only candidate who has completely shunned wealthy donors at private fundraisers is Warren. REALLY?! https://t.co/Itg09SDMhS

— James J. Zogby (@jjz1600) August 5, 2019

The Debates

Yes, this is what the debates were like. Click the graphic to expand:

Somebody needs to produce this immediately. Make this into a @Netflix series and I will binge every single episode. pic.twitter.com/SVAn0dnpQo

— Bryan Lawrence

(@BreatheNewWinds) August 4, 2019

The networks really shouldn’t be doing the debates. It degrades democracy to treat the process like a wrestling match, and my baseline for degradation is pretty low.

Realignment and Legitimacy

Liberal Democrats:

This arrow by mathematician and sculptor Kokichi Sugihara can't point left. Here's how it works: It's 3D-printed with a bunch of curves our brains don't register. pic.twitter.com/Xa32GrI7ii

— Khai (@ThamKhaiMeng) August 4, 2019

“Diversity Dustup Renews Call For Democrats’ Campaign Arm To End Consultant Blacklist” [HuffPo]. “Our Revolution, the Progressive Change Campaign Committee and the Harvard College Democrats argue that the [DCCC policy blacklisting consultants and firms that work for candidates challenging House Democrats in primaries] makes it harder for women and people of color to win seats in Congress…. Maria Langholz, a spokeswoman for the Progressive Change Campaign Committee, argued that gender and racial diversity often go hand-in-hand with advocacy of more progressive policies.” • Like with Obama, whose black skin enabled a direct readout of his progressivism, as is well known.

“Swing State Dems Could Pay Price for DGA Chief Raimondo’s Ethics Woes” [Inside Sources]. “Today, Gov. Raimondo is embroiled in controversy over a secret, no-bid, billion-dollar gaming contract; the Rhode Island GOP has filed a formal complaint against her with the state’s Ethics Commission; and polls show she has the highest disapproval rating of any Democratic governor in America. Raimondo’s first term as governor was dogged by questions over a lack of transparency regarding questionable fundraising and allegations of “pay-to-play” scandals, but she rode the 2018 anti-Trump “blue wave” to re-election. That’s not necessarily a surprise to people familiar with Rhode Island’s tradition of embracing ethically-elastic politicians. What is surprising is the decision of her fellow state executives to make Raimondo chair of the Democratic Governor’s Association (DGA) and, as a result, bring her controversies from Rhode Island to Washington.”

“Voters, groups, parties, and elections” [Lane Kenworthy]. “While the two parties have been evenly matched in national elections in recent decades, a number of indicators suggest looming difficulties for the Republicans: demographic trends, the rise of postmaterialism and accompanying decline of cultural conservatism, and the progressivism and Democratic voting of younger cohorts. Backlash against growing racial diversity and immigration will help the Republicans, but California’s experience over the past generation suggests it may do so only temporarily.” • A lengthy but interesting wrap-up, concluding, as yo see, with support for the “coalition of the ascendant” thesis.

“Who Should Secure Congressional Campaigns?” [Idle Words]. “[W]hat I mean by campaign security: protecting the online lives of people on and around a campaign from intrusion, with a special emphasis on their personal email and social media accounts. I emphasize the personal part because many campaign security efforts start by declaring personal data out of scope, and then solve the easier problem of protecting what’s left. This is like putting a lock on your glove compartment to deter car theft.”

* * *

DSA Convention on fascism. Thread:

Today at @DSAcon2019, there was vigorous debate over Resolution #9 to establish a national antifascist working group. Dissent and debate is always good, but this is an issue of great importance to me, so I tried to do something I rarely do: publicly argue against the resolution.

— Leonard Pierce (@leonardpierce) August 4, 2019

“The democratic socialist revolution comes to a crossroads” [NBC]. “On the night Donald Trump won the presidency in 2016, the Democratic Socialists of America had about 8,000 dues-paying members. By the time the group opened its 2017 convention the next summer, its ranks had grown threefold. This past weekend, when delegates from around the country gathered here in Georgia, the number was more than double that — DSA is now home to 56,000 mostly young activists, making it the largest socialist organization in the country. More remarkable than its growth, though, is DSA’s increasing presence on the electoral stage. Nearly 100 democratic socialists now hold office at almost all levels of government, from local school boards to the US Congress, where freshman Reps. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez of New York and Michigan’s Rashida Tlaib are at the front line of the fight over the Democratic Party’s future — and independent Sen. Bernie Sanders of Vermont, though not directly affiliated with the group, is mounting his second campaign for the party’s presidential nomination.” • DSA coverage still seems reasonably objective, I can’t think why, especially with RussiaGate.

News of the Wired

“From a wrongful arrest to a life-saving romance: the typos that have changed people’s lives” [Guardian]. “Much later, years later, he would learn that a single-digit typo had tied his computer, via its IP address, to someone else’s crime. But that first Saturday, waiting in a cell, Lang knew none of this.” • And much, much more. No doubt the same will happen with facial recognition.

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A bit late, I guess, for blossoms against the sky, but the color goes nicely with the bonus (Marku52):

Yesterday, I posted Re Silc’s lovely mobile and asked if other readers would care to submit photos of similar projects. Marku52 responded immediately, writing: “Here’s mine. I take an image off the internet, print on transparency, blow it up using a garage sale overhead projector. Outline the image on thin steel with pentel, then cut out with a plasma cutter. A lot of grinding to clean up, weld on accessories, then paint.” Neat! Reader, how about you?

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Jefferson/reader - Part one

So I’m super nervous because this is my very first Hamilton story and my first time venturing into x reader POV so I hope it is okay!

So a special thanks to @musicalmoriarty because without her chats this story would never have existed. We have been bouncing ideas off of each other and I’m happy to say this is the beginning of the story we came up with. Thank you for your kind words and encouragement through my crazed writing process. I’m looking forward to everything you are working on that we have chatted about.

Also thank you to @daveedish @ourforgottenboleros @imaginebeinghamiltrash @insane-hamilton-imagines @butlinislin @onlytolive @notthrowingawaymyfood @diggs4life for writing some of my favorite stories and inspiring me to want to do something myself. 😍

Anyways on to the story. I hope everyone likes it, constructive critism is always welcome. Like I said it’s my first go and I want to improve as I write part 2 of this story. 💖💖

Time: Modern college AU Pairing: Jefferson/Reader

Part one:

“…you really think you’re something don’t you? You are just an orphan that got lucky, don’t forget that. Maybe you need to be reminded that you are nothing without Washington behind you,” Thomas sneered with his signature cocky grin.

Alexander angrily pressed his finger to Jefferson’s chest and snarled, “Let me tell you something, you piece of…” just then he feels a hand on his shoulder.

“Alex he isn’t worth your time, let it go,” you say with icy calmness. You had arrived just to stop Alexander from doing something he probably would never regret.

“Thanks (y/n),” Alexander mumbled as he backed off and began to stalk back to his seat.

“You know Jefferson…,” you say silkily as you drew closer to him, “ That is some big talk for someone such as yourself. You know since you have been riding on your last name and your inheritance your whole life.”

The smirk fell off of Jefferson’s face for a moment and his eyes narrowed. Alexander turned around and whispered, “Oh shit.”

Within seconds Jefferson bolstered and smiled sweetly as he said, “Cette bouche semblerait plus attrayante enroulée autour de mon sexe au lieu de défendre cet imbécile.” (That mouth of your’s would look much more attractive wrapped around my cock instead of defending this imbecile.)

You gasp sharply at his words and he looks at you with that damn smirk. You hear Alexander angrily clammering over his seat to come to your defense. He knew exactly what Jefferson had said since he was fluent in French. That was Jefferson’s game, to disrespect you to bait Alexander back into a fight. Alexander went to rush past you and was swiftly stopped by your arm extending out in front of him. Rage was filling your eyes now and your lips were pursed into a tight line. You could hear Jefferson and Madison laughing at the display in front of them.

“Je ne serais pas près de vote bite pour tout l'argent dans le monde, petite chienne,” you bit out. (I wouldn’t come near your cock for all the money in the world, little bitch.)

Jefferson made a strangled sound of surprise as you spoke. His laughter died quickly at your words and he looked at you wide eyed. Alexander looked at you with awe and was trying not to laugh. Jefferson looked like he wanted to sink into the floor. He then turned quickly and went to go to his seat. Madison just stood there and stared at you with what looked like a mix of shock and admiration before taking his seat next to Jefferson.

“Damn (y/n), that was ice cold. I’m impressed,” Alexander whispered.

“Well he deserved it! I can’t believe he would say something like that! I mean we all know he is an ass but that was over the top even for him.” You angrily got your notebook and pencils out of your bag.

Alexander noticed you absentmindedly growling a string of profanity under your breath and smirked. You fit into his group of friends perfectly. Ever since you had been assigned to be partners freshman year for a history assignment you were fast friends. It didn’t take long for you to become a sister to Hercules, John, Lafayette, and himself. He couldn’t wait until the guys found out about this, their reactions would be fantastic. Jefferson would definitely want to watch his back after this, Hercules was not going to be pleased. He was the most protective of (y/n). He heard you swear again and looked over.

“Damn it!” You had been so distracted and angry that you had snapped the tip of your pencil off. Alexander chuckled and handed you a spare. “Thanks,” you mutter embarrassed.

“You know (y/n) I know you are mad but you don’t have to take it out on innocent writing utensils,” Alexander laughed.

“Shut it Ham, it’s all his damn fault. Ugh. Just look at him up there in that magenta sweater,” you said as you glanced over your shoulder.

Jefferson sat there and seemed to be in a really heated conversation with Madison. He glanced up and your eyes met. You notice his eye widen slightly. You mustered up a smirk that could rival his own. He quickly looked down. You whip around in your seat and felt smug. He was flustered. Good.

“That went well Thomas,” Madison said as he sat in his seat.

Thomas was at his desk looking confused and staring off into space. He didn’t acknowledge Madison’s comment, he was too busy replaying what had happened with you in his mind. Why had he said that to you? He was so distracted by wanting to burn Hamilton that he hadn’t considered that you would understand him. Sure he thought there was the off chance that you knew a few French words here or there, but never that you were fluent.

“Thomas!”

“What James!” Thomas hissed.

“So (y/n) speaks French.”

“I noticed,” Thomas snapped.

At that moment he looked up and saw Hamilton handing you a pencil and laughing about something. (Y/n) glanced over her shoulder and he sucked in a breathe and his eyes widened. The rage in her eyes burned him and then came the smirk. A smirk that felt like a punch in the gut. He looked down at his desk quickly.

“What have I done?” Thomas whispered.

“What was that?” James asked with his eyebrow raised.

“Nothing…nothing,” Thomas said as he pulled out his cell phone.

“Sure whatever you say man.”

Jefferson grunted in response and unlocked his phone and created a new message.

Thomas: 1:40pm -Are you busy after class?-

Gil: 1:41pm -Non, but I have class until 7-

Thomas: 1:41pm -That’s fine. It’s important. Meet me in the library. Usual spot.-

Jefferson put his phone down and once again became lost in thought. He wasn’t interested in class today; not anymore. Madison made no comment on this and started taking notes when the professor began speaking. He was pulled out of his reverie when his phone lit up with a new message from Gil. He opened the message and winced slightly.

Gil: 1:50pm -Do I even want to know what you’ve done now mon ami? I’ve got 3 angry texts from (y/n) and I didn’t feel like opening the messages from Alex.-

Jefferson stared at the message for a few minutes trying to figure out the best way to respond. He huffed and sent a reply.

Thomas: 1:53pm -Non, I doubt you do, but I need to talk to you about something really important. Will you still be in the library?-

Gil: 1:55pm -Oui-

The rest of the class passed quickly for everyone. Alexander was itching to get out of class with (y/n) to fill in the rest of the group what had happened.

You were torn between wanting to tell the guys or downplay it and talk to Angelica instead.

“Hey (y/n) all the guys are meeting up for lunch, they are really concerned about what happened with Jefferson,” Alexander commented as class was about to end.

You roll your eyes. As proud as you were of putting Jefferson in his place you didn’t exactly want to deal with Herc being overprotective. You thought about Jefferson’s  reaction to when you looked at him and how quickly he had looked down. He almost looked ashamed. You scoffed, there is no way that pompous asshole felt bad for what he had said. He had looked rather proud of himself for the comment. He was just upset because you had made a fool of him and emasculated him in front of a crowd. No doubt word of that will be spread around the university rather quickly. You smirked at the thought of that.

“Yeah, yeah I know Alex. I don’t see why they are so concerned. I effectively silenced him.”

“I’ll say. The dick didn’t say a single word the entire class. He didn’t even try to argue with me when I stated my points to Professor Jackson. You did quite a number on him for sure.”

As everyone gathered their things and began to leave the class you steeled yourself in case Jefferson had anything else to say as you left class. You watched him stand, grab his bag and all but run out the door refusing to even look your direction. Madison wasn’t far behind.

“Did you see that (y/n)? He ran out of there like a puppy with his tail between his legs,” Alexander laughed as you made your way through the halls. “Oh shit I forgot, I told Eliza I would meet her after her music class. I will meet you in the courtyard. Usual table with the guys?”

“Yeah sounds goods,” you say but he is already running the opposite way. You smile as you walk toward the courtyard to claim your usual table. This was going to be an interesting afternoon.

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Games or Sex?

Request: Poly Hamilsquad x Reader Smut! PS please

IT HAS BEEN DONE @onelastfic

Word count: 2425 (I let myself go okay? Hush)

TW: KINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUT

Hamilton, Mulligan, Lafeyette and Laurens had been playing video games non-stop for the past 72 hours. You had tried everything in your will power to not pull the plug, because it was the final boss battle in Zelda, and you knew how hard it was to beat. Yet sitting there for 72 hours straight, (each having 1 go each once the other died) not sleeping but having small portions of food and water worried you. Cus the only time you saw them like this was when Alex was working his ass off and everyone was too worried about him to eat. After the 1st day you got lonely in bed by yourself, not surrounded by the men you loved. By the 2nd day you were practically depressed. 3rd day in, no attention. It made you needy. So here you are...4th day and your ass was pulled into some skin tight jeans and a cleavage showing shirt. You tried everything else but nothing seemed to work, this was the one stratergy you hadnt tried. Jealousy. James and Jefferson agreed to help you out, only because they were the only people who actually pissed off your group enough to get their attentions away from anything. "So thats it hu?-" Alex took a quick glance at the doorway to see you, Jefferson and Madison laughing and talking casually. The man grew curious but was pulled back into the game when Laurens died and let out a loud groan. Your laugh sounded again but it was more... Erotic? Mulligan looked over now, seeing you with the two men and Jeffersons arm slowly sliding around your waist. "Why dont you come in? The boys are too busy playing Zelda to notice you're both here," You said, loud enough so they heard, yet no one seemed to be in any interest of that. You internally groaned and led the two men to the kitchen, where you almost lost your shit. "Wow, this is fucking low" James started, "Even for Hamilton," Jefferson finished, Linking his hands with James. The sigh that left your lips was filled with sadness as tears began to cloud your vision. James pulled you into a hug as you silently sobbed into their chests, resting your head between their arms.  "I've tried everything... and not even this is working," Eventually defeat overcame you, and you just pulled yourself up onto the island counter and dragging your knees to your forehead. Jefferson quickly made a glass of water while Madison soothingly rubbed your back. Alex yelling a string of curse words sounded from the living room, and it made you feel even more shit. Not only are your lovers ignoring you for a game, but they chose the game over you when you need it the most. "How bout this," Madison started, putting an arm around your shoulders, letting you sip your water. You look up, mascara slightly running down your once pink cheeks. "We go out for the day, ignore the boys," He smiled warmly and put down your cup, allowing you to slip off the counter and onto the tilled floor. Ignore the boys? For how long? "Only for like a few days, like they have done to you," Thomas basically read your mind. "Now go get changed into some decent clothes and we can go," Jefferson flicked your boob slightly, making you giggle and shy away. "I'm going!" You laughed and began to run upstairs, that is when your eyes caught sight of the boys you love. They were there, concentrated on the game instead of loving you. Instead of arguing with the gay couple in the kitchen. Gay? Oh i meant 'Super Bisexual'.

Once you had changed into a nice, comfy (F/C) Hoodie and some blue jeggings, you got your purse and yelled a goodbye to the boys and left. Walking out into the middle of the street with James and Jefferson was weird but you liked it. Slipping in one earphone, you chose the song 'Birds' By Thomas Sander and Dodie Clark. Madison nudged you and nodded, humming the tune slightly. You smile and carry on walking towards the coffee shop.

~~~~SUPER BISEXUAL TIME SKIP A FEW DAYS~~~~

It had been more days than you can count, without the boys even speaking to you. Yet you refused to break, staying as silent as a rock. One day though... that fateful day they finally beat the game and, lone and behold, they immediately rushed to your guys room, yet saw no traces of you. "Where is she?" Herc rubs the back of his head but stops when he hears the front door open and three voices, all familiar. "You are the worst, Burr!" You laugh, hands on hips strutting towards the kitchen and laughing. Yet you stopped, staring at the controllers left on the unit. "T-They finally turned off the game for once?" You ask, eyes filling with tears. "And they.... where are they?" You ask, searching around. "Upstairs maybe?" Theodosia suggested and laughed, cooing Burr gently. "I'll leave them be... They're all probably tired by now," The boys wanted to rush down and embrace you so much but their bodies refused to. They knew you were right and immediately after you said that, the group walked into their bedroom and stripped, crashing down onto the bed.

While you, Burr and Theodosia chatted the subject of love came up. "So (Your Name)..." You looked up from your glass of wine at the woman and gave a loving smile; grabbing a biscuit off of the side. Nodding slightly you took a bite from the biscuit, wiping the crumbs off from the corners of your mouth before turning your attention back to Theodosia. "Yes, my dear Theodosia?" You answered, sipping your wine and tapping it with the ends of your nails. "How have the boys been treating you?" That made you almost choke on your drink. You put the glass down and coughed, biting your lip "Fine," you smile sweetly, trying to not be bitter about any of the gaming incident. Theo and Burr look at each other before shrugging "We should head off now," She smiled and stood up, "We should... Have a good evening (Your name)," Burr nodded and got up as well, grabbing their things. You showed them out and waved at them, closing the door. You had to keep all your will power to not sob there and then. Alex, John, Laf and Herc had stopped playing the game, yet didn't bother to let you know. Maybe you were over thinking this? Maybe... You just sighed and shrugged, walking upstairs slowly. "Jesus..." The girl pulled off her shirt, stretching and walking into the bedroom yet stopped as soon as she walked through the doorway. There, passed out on the bed, were your boyfriends. You chuckled and scoffed, looking over them with a smirk. It seemed they had been waiting but fell asleep, due to their boners poking through their jeans. An idea popped into your head and you smirked more, walking over to the bed and getting on it, sitting at the edge. "Boys?" You ask and watched at they- one by one- wake up, staring at you in all your mischief. "Hey," John said groggily with a smile but then his smile fell as he saw you. All the boys saw you and their faces dropped. While you had stripped, you remembered you wore you lingerie today, just to piss the boys off. It actually came in handy. "Like whatcha see?" You raised an eyebrow and smirked, watching Alex shoot up and try to pull you closer, yet you just grabbed his wrists and pushed him away "No touching," you chuckled "Punishment for leaving me-" Herc whined and sat up fully, pulling off his shirt as he was the most eager. "Eager, aint we?" You crawled over to Herc and sat in his lap, kissing his jaw gently and laying his down again. The boys gathered around, Alex being on your left, Laf on your right and John was behind you. "What did I-" Your punishment was completely ignored as Herc grabbed your hips and John held your wrists up, kissing your neck roughly. "H-Hey!" You cried out, Herc unhooking your bra from behind and lifting up to around your wrists, where John let go of them so he could slip it off. As soon as your bra was off, your hands sunk to Alex's and Laf's crotches, rubbing them to tease. John left a mark on your neck while Herc kissed down your chest, taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You moaned quietly, biting your lip so you dont make any noises. Laf bucked his hips, groaning while Alex undid his own pants. You were move off of Hercs lap onto the bed, the boys getting off the bed to get undressed.

You watched the boys undress, pulling off your panties and spreading your legs to get ready, shivering at the new breeze on your warm core. Laf was the first to turn and he smirked "Mon amis, it seems our dear (Your Name) has prepared," Herc had turned, his shirt in his hand and a smirk on his face "Guys?" The other two stopped their small make out session to turn to you, chuckling "Let's get to work," You were scared shitless. The first to take action was Herc, crawling over to you and tying your hands up to the bed post while Alex rummaged through the drawer. John went immediately to work on you, his hand slipping to your nipple and he attached his mouth to yours while Laf made marks all over your neck, one of his hands slowly slipping down your stomach. You made moans, pulling against your restraints. Alex hid the things behind his back and got onto the bed, handing something to Herc which looked like a mask. "This is going to get a bit kinky isnt it?" You joke, but moan louder when John kissed you again and his fingers teased you clit. Herc soon slipped on the mask and chuckled darkly "Let's go," Alex said and smirked, turning up to switch. A soft buzzing noise emitted and you raised an eyebrow, that is until Alex slipped the vibrator between your legs and pushed against your folds gently.  The scream of pleasure you let out was nothing to be joking with. The boys were teasing the fuck out of you and you loved /every/ inch of it.  "FFFFFFUCK!" You screamed again, coming close to the edge already. You bit your  lip so hard that a metallic taste filled your mouth. "Oh baby you enjoying this?" A voice whispered against the shell of your ear and the only noise you could let out was a small squeak and whimper. The more they pressed the more you was poked to the edge "Guys I-" Was all you could say before you came... and hard. The chuckle of someone was heard as you panted and your body shook, trying to come down from your high. "You ready?" Herc asked and placed his hands onto your hip once Alex took away the toy. You nodded and pulled against the restraints as hard as you can to try to touch the man touching you. Hercs tip pressed against your dripping core while the shuffling happened again. Mulligan began to push in making you let out a loud groan of pleasure. "P-Please..." you whimpered softly, leaning up and using one of your hands to undo the blindfold. It slipped around your chest and you moved around Herc, trying to tell him to move. Once he got the geusture he drew his hips back and slammed in, letting out a groan that mixed with your plea. As you looked around at the men you saw Laf was left to himself while Alex and John took care of each other yet watching the two of you. With a smirk, you called Laf over. Lafayette looked up and crawled over and as soon as he was in reach you slipped his member into your mouth, sucking and bobbing your head. "Oh.... (Your name)!" Your moans being made by Herc thrusting into you were covered up from Laf. The pleasure was immense. It was so much that it was almost /too/ much. You loved seeing your boyfriends sweaty and sex driven while they loved seeing you pinned down, begging and pleading for more. The tip of Lafs length hit the back of your throat and you sucked harder while Herc pounded into you, hands grabbing your hips to keep himself stead. Alex and John were doing their own business like Laf and Herc would do sometimes... You all had a system. You were all machines working closer to your orgasms. The coil in your stomach began to turn and tighten like you did around Herc as he angled his hips to go deeper... and Boy did he go deep. The scream you let out began to crack, and you had to pull away from Laf to let it out, however he needed more. Herc could feel the build up in his abdomen as well because his thrusts got a bit sloppier. "Fuck I'm so close..." you both said in unison. "Come on (Your name), come for me," and that is exactly what you did. The coil sprung undone and so did you, feeling the wave of pleasure hit you hard and your orgasm hit harder. You shook and sweated, panted and groaned. The two boys doing their own let out groans as they came as well. Next to come was Herc, pulling out and releasing on your stomach. The only one who didn't was Laf... who you soon rewarded with your mouth around him once again. "Mon ami... I'm so close," he threw his head back and rolled his hips. "(Your name)!" He called out your name when you ran your tongue along the slit and sucked it. The more you did that the more he fell, tumbling into his mind blowing orgasm. When he /did/ come you swallowed it and fell back onto the bed, hands being undone.

"Holy shit..." You panted and grabbed a tissue to clean yourself up while the boys got under the covers. Once you had cleaned up you joined them, snuggling in between Alex and Laurens who were between Herc and Laf "We need to do that more often!" John laughed to which Alex snored. Wow. "I agree... we should," you smiled and wrapped your arms around the small ones waist. "We should," you yawned and closed your eyes, falling deep into sleep.

[sunshineystilinski]

My Star Player

Pairing: Aaron Burr x Reader

Warnings: i can’t remember if i cursed or not. i’m not rly sure lmao

Prompt: you’re in love with the star basketball player, who happens to be your neighbor. what happens when you two hang out?

Word Count: 2,426

HUGE thank you to @psychedemigod who helped me with this idea. i appreciate it fren.

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You scrolled through your phone, liking the occasional photo on instagram. As you began to type out a tweet, your phone dinged, signalling a text came through.

From: burr(ito), 3:21pm

Hey I have a dilemma

To: burr(ito), 3:21pm

god, what is it this time?

From: burr(ito), 3:22pm

Jeez you make it sound like I have so many problems.

To: burr(ito), 3:22pm

it’s cause ya do

From: burr(ito), 3:23pm

Whatever. So you know how I’m on the basketball team?

To: burr(ito), 3:24pm

how could i forget? at least once a week the whole team comes over to your house and keeps the whole neighborhood up

From: burr(ito), 3:25pm

Wowza, someone’s salty. Not the point, we were supposed to have a team bonding dinner thingy and there's more people then coming then there normally is, and there’s not enough room at my house. But, I know for a fact that you have this HUGE dinning room that could fit all of us. And your parents are away on a work trip ;)

To: burr(ito), 3:26pm

your point is??

From: burr(ito), 3:26pm

Can we all come party at your house? We have the food and everything, we just need more room. Pleaseeee? I would do it for you.

To: burr(ito), 3:27pm

ugh fine. but you owe me!!

From: burr(ito), 3:27pm

Thank you Y/N!! You’re a lifesaver!

You groaned, realizing you had to change out of your sweats.

You put on black leggings and your favorite t-shirt, trying to look somewhat decent. You put a brush through your tangled hair and threw on some (desperately needed) makeup. You assumed you had some time before they came, so you called up your best friend.

“Y/N?” She answered, confused.

“Eliza, code red.” You grumbled.

“What the hell is code red?”

“Aaron’s coming over.” You explained.

“Holy crap, really? Are you two gonna get it on?”

“Shush your face.” You shouted, a laugh coming from the other side of the call.

“Whatever you say. You two are in loveeeee.” She sang. You rolled your eyes, continuing on with the conversation.

“I hate you.”

“You love me.” She corrected.

“Sure. But you do know he’d never date me, right?”

“I call bull.”

“Nope, I’m positive. I don’t have any classes with him, and I only have his number because of that project in 8th grade.”

“He’s lived next to you since you were in diapers.”

“Yet he has no idea I exist.”

“Sure he does. He knows you have a giant table.”

“Thanks, Eliza. Very re-assuring.”

“I mean, isn’t the only reason you know him that well is because you basically learned his every move?”

Your doorbell chimed, signaling the boys were here.

“HEY LOOK THEY’RE HERE GOTTA GO BYE.”

“BELEAF IN YOURSELF, (Y/N)!”

You half walked, half ran, down the stairs, opening your front door. There stood eleven people, anxiously waiting to come in. Each one held some sort of food.

Burr stood towards the front, a shy smile on his lips.

“Can we come in?” He questioned, causing you to gesture for them to come in. They filed in one by one, each giving you some sort of greeting.

The last ones to enter were Laurens, Mulligan, Lafayette, and Hamilton. You were good friends with the four, so each gave you a hug as they stepped in.

Burr came back once everyone arranged the food and took a seat.

“I’m sure you know everyone but I’ll point to who’s who. At the head seat is Coach Washington, and on his right is Hamilton, and his left Jefferson. Next to Hamilton is Laurens, Mulligan, Lafayette, and Philip, our little manager. On Jefferson’s side is Madison, and Reynolds. Finally, Adams, our assistant coach, is opposite of Coach.” He explained, pointing to each member of the team. Each one waved, besides Reynolds, who winked.

Once Burr finished speaking, everyone began to dig in, taking food left and right. You took a seat next to Reynolds, and Burr joined you on your left. You gave him a bright smile, making him blush. You grabbed some food, filling your plate up easily.

Burr tried to reach over to grab some asparagus, but brushed your chest along the way. You muffled a shout of surprise, and Burr glanced at you, concerned. You gave him a shaky smile, but your face felt like it was on fire. He noticed where his arm was, snapping it back. Everyone glanced your way, but you two played it off quickly.

Everyone turned back to their own conversations, you and Burr sitting in awkward silence.

“Um, I’m, uh, sorry about that.” He choked out, averting your gaze.

“It’s, uh, fine.” You faked a smile before returning your food.

You stole a few glances at Burr, wishing to say something but afraid to say the wrong thing. You talked to a few of the boys about random things, from plants to how stupid Alex was.

“Y/N, are you coming to our game this weekend?” Jefferson questioned, looking your way.

“I don’t think so.” You answered quickly, causing a multitude of sighs.

“You have to go! It’s championships.” John whined.

“It’ll be fun.” Reynolds smirked, causing you to almost gag. Hercules reached across the table and slapped his shoulder. Philip’s eyes widened like the sun. He choked on the food in his mouth, in shock of the conversation in front of him. For extra measure, John threw mashed potatoes his way. Reynolds almost tackled him down, but Madison held him back.

Alex coughed, bringing the conversation back to the game.

“Mon cher ami, you will regret it if you do not go.” Lafayette pouted, giving you puppy eyes.

Burr remained silent, continuing to eat his chicken. You sighed, but quickly rolled your eyes at Lafayette to hide your disappointment.

The end of the night came quickly and before you knew it the boys were leaving. You wanted a chance to talk to Aaron, but he was out the door as soon as everyone got up. The boys all gave you some sort of a good bye, whether it was a tight hug or a kiss on the cheek (Reynolds gave you a full on kiss. You’re pretty sure Alex punched him in the face once they left.)

John stayed back, wanting to speak with you.

“Hey, you okay?” He questioned, tilting his head.

“Um, yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” You stuttered, trying to cover your nervousness but ultimately failing.

“Y/N, I know you. What’s up?” He rose his eyebrows.

“Nothing.”

“Okay, stop playing dumb. I’m trying to get you to admit your feelings for Aaron, and you’re not helping.” He rolled his eyes, obviously annoyed with you.

“What do you mean?” Your voice cracked.

“I swear to God, Y/N. I can march over to his house right now and drag his ass back here?” He suggested, making you grab his arm.

“Fine.” You mumbled, giving up.

“What was that?”

“I like him!” You shouted, probably waking up the whole neighborhood.

“I. Knew. It.” He smirked, nudging your shoulder.

“And what do you suppose I do?” You let your arms fall to your side, showing defeat.

“Tell him.”

“Are you fucking serious? Have you lost your mind?” You pushed him, causing him to sigh.

“Communication is key.” He suggested, before turning around to a beeping car. “Alas, my ride calls. Adios.” John blew you a kiss and walked away, leaving you speechless.

“Liza’, I am not just showing up to their game. That would be creepy.” You commented, pulling a brush through your hair.

“They said they want you there!” She shouted through the phone.

“They were just saying that.”

“Aaron probably wants to there.” You could imagine the smirk on her face.

“He doesn’t know I exist, remember?” You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Y/N, we all know he loves you. Just admi-” Your doorbell rang, interrupting the Schuyler sister.

“I’ve gotta go. And no, not to the game. Someone’s at the door.” You blew her a kiss through the phone, and she did the same. You ended the call and hopped down the stairs, answering the ringing bell.

There faced Burr, all dressed up in your school’s basketball uniform.

“Aaron?” You smiled, tilting your head. Why was he here?

“Hey Y/N.” He gave you a sheepish grin, his face red.

“What’s up? Are you okay? Pre-game jitters?” You questioned, confused as hell as to why he was here and not at his game.

“I can’t focus.” He stepped into your house and put a hand on his head.

“Burr, what’s going through that mind of yours?” You put a hand on his shoulder, trying to gain his attention. He turned around to face you, his eyes bright.

“I’m nervous.” He sighed. You shook your head and let out a hearty laugh.

“Aaron, you’re an amazing basketball player. Don’t stress so much.”

“Y/N, god. I just, sometimes I swear.” He mumbled, shaking his head.

“Aaron, what? Spit it out.” You commented, grasping his hand as he paced back and forth. His gaze shifted from the ground to meet your eyes. You turned away for a moment to check the time, but you felt Aaron’s grip on your wrist. You turned your head to be greeted by his lips.

His hands rushed to your cheeks, pulling you closer than before. His kisses were rough as he was desperate for more. His lips were full of passion, sending you into a state of pure bliss. You grabbed his shirt, balling the cloth in your fists. Before you knew it, you both were out of breath but still, wanting more. You were the first to pull away, panting. You rested your forehead against his, meeting his gaze.

“I’ve been trying to get you to realize that I’m in love with you for the past, what, year? You’re really oblivious.” He reveals, kissing your forehead.

Wh-what?” You stutter.

“You heard me.”

“You’re in love with me? I didn’t even know you noticed me.” You whisper, hoping he wouldn’t hear you.

“How could anyone not notice you? God, Y/N, you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. You’re so intelligent, kind, and so perfect.” He captures your lips in a kiss, pulling you even closer. You kissed him back, your lips revealing more emotions than any word could ever express. Much to your dismay, he pulled away quickly.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to resist you if we take this even further. Remember, I’ve got a game to get to.” He intertwined your hand with his, tugging you outside.

“Aaron! I have no makeup on, and I’m not wearing my nice leggings, and my hairs a me-” He kissed you yet again, cutting off your words.

“You’re beautiful. Don’t stress.” He assures you, bringing you to his car.

“Whatever you say.”

You rolled up to your school, hand-in-hand with Aaron. He kissed the palm of your hand one last time before entering the building.

As soon as you walked through those doors, the boys hollered.

“Get it, Burr!”

“You finally got some!”

“WOOOP”

“Burr, we knew you could do it!”

“Get some!”

You laughed at the boys, not at all surprised by their reactions. You saw Aaron blush, matching your fiery red cheeks. He released his grip on your hand to go warm up with his team. He blew you a kiss before shooting around on the court. You noticed Lauren’s smug look on his face . He smirked and mouthed the words “I told you so”. You rolled your eyes and found a seat in the midst of the crowd of your fellow students.

During the game, Aaron had seemed to gain a new set of confidence. He was draining every shot and making precise passes. By halftime, he scored more than half of the team’s points. They were ahead by five baskets, thanks to Aaron.

He looked your way as they shot around, warming up for the next half. You waved, a bright smile dancing on your lips. He waved back, grinning as he did so.

A ball flew his way, hitting his face. You immediately shot up from your seat, racing to his side.

You enveloped him in a tight hug, peppering kisses all over his face. The boys around you clearly found this amusing, as you could hear their “aws” and muffled laughter.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” He laughed, pulling the two of you up.

“Don’t scare me like that, you dumbass!” You shoved him a little, shooting him a glare. He pouted, giving you a quick kiss before you returned to your seat

The rest of the game ran smoothly. He scored a bunch more, to have you cheering each point. But somehow, the other team caught up to your boys. The game was tied, leaving everyone on the edge of their seats.

There was ten seconds left in the game as Aaron went up for a layup. He missed the shot, but was fouled by someone on the other team.

He had two shots to win it all.

He dribbled a little bit, preparing for his shot. He released the ball. You watched it intently, praying it would go in. The ball hit the edge of the rim, bouncing it out. You sighed, hoping he would make the next one.

He looked your way quickly before returning his focus back to the game.

He repeated exactly  what he did with the last shot, lining up the ball with the hoop. He shot the ball almost perfectly. It bounced a little bit around the rim before falling in. The buzzer went off, signaling the end of the game. You cheered as the boys lifted Aaron in the air, bright smiles on all their faces.

He found your eyes and cheered. You ran to his side as soon as they let him down. He pulled you in a hug, kissing your cheek.

“I love you. It’s only been like three hours, but I can’t wait any longer.” He whispered. You gasped before responding.

“I love you too.” You responded. Clearly, you were too loud because the boy’s all around you awed.

“Shut it.” Burr shouted before returning to you.

“My star player.” You smirked.

“Your star player?” He questioned, holding back a laugh.

“Mhm. No one else can have you. You’re all mine.”

“I like the sound of that.” He kissed you one last time, the crowds cheers still surrounding you.

He was all yours.

A/N: hey guys!! this is kinda sucky cause i wrote in like one day but hopefully you enjoyed!!

[fandomtrashfinalform-blog]

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(Jefferson x Reader ) (Third Person P.O.V)    "Hey babe" Jefferson kissed your cheek. "Ew don't kiss my sister in front of me." Alexander cringed You gave your boyfriend a knowing look wanting to torture your brother. Jefferson smacked your ass. Your brothers hands flew to his eyes and he groaned. "What's wrong Hamilton I didn't kiss her?" Jefferson asked you linked your hand in his. "I hate you." Hamilton said walking into the lunch line and you two following. "I know your not innocent I heard you and Laurens the other night." You said leaning into Jefferson's chest. Hamilton blushed and you laughed. "And that is why she is my girlfriend." Jefferson said kissing your forehead and you smiled up to him. He rested his arms on your shoulders. "Hey Baby." Laurens kissed the heavily disturbed Hamilton's cheek. Alexander ignored what you said and kissed his boyfriend anyway. "So what's for lunch?" Lafayette asked Mulligan following behind him. You knew what your boyfriend was going to do. See sense you were shorter than him he loved to pick on you for it. You looked at him with a warning look. He just smiled. He picked you up like you were Simba from the lion king. "What's for lunch babe?" He asked You crossed your arms and said "Nacho's now put me down." You said the moment your feet hit the ground you hid behind your brother and his boyfriend. Everyone laughed at you. "I'm sorry babe." Jefferson said peeking at you. "Mhmm" you hummed squinting at him. "I am" he did a half smile. You can't stay mad at him no matter how hard you tried. You walked back next to him as you moved up in the line. He wrapped his arms around your waist. "I love you." He gently whispered in your ear sending shivers down your spine. "I do not need to see that." Hamilton complained You blushed when your boyfriend sat your feet on his and walked as the line moved forward. "I do not need to hear what I heard." You mumbled and your boyfriend laughed again. John seemed confused and than Hamilton whispered into his ear. He than looked extremely disturbed. Lafayette and Mulligan looked confused at you. "You don't wanna know." John mumbled blushing like crazy. Hercules and Lafayette laughed getting what you said. "How long are you gonna use that?" Your brother asked. You looked at him a devious smile crossing your face. "Until I tell Mom and Dad." You said Jefferson walked forward again and said "And this once again is why she's my girlfriend." Jefferson said kissed your nose. You stepped off of Jefferson and started to grab your food. "Why is my sister like you?" Alexander mumbled. You grabbed a plate of nachos. "Because I can be." You said grabbing a fruit cup. "And she isn't like you because she's my girlfriend." Jefferson teased. You rolled your eyes and grabbed a soda and a pice of cake. Your brother groaned. You payed for your your food also grabbed some silverware and sat at your normal table witch is in a shape of a circle. Jefferson sat next to you. Madison who was already there was on Jefferson's other side. Peggy and Eliza next. Laurens and than your brother across from you. Lafayette Mulligan than Angelica next to you. Alex was murmuring to himself while Laurens was still blushing. "What happened to you two?" Peggy asked you picked up a nacho with a devious smile on your face. "What did you do (Y/N)?" Eliza asked looking at you. "Alexander decided to make a few comments about me and Jefferson so I made a comment about him and Laurens that was quite a shock to them." You said eating the nacho in your hand. "What kind of comment?" Madison asked leaning forward. "A very sexual one mon ami." Lafayette said smiling Mulligan laughing. Jefferson smiled and once again kissed your cheek. You giggled deviously and your brother angrily squinted at you. "You love me." You smiled eating another nacho. "Long as you don't tell mom and dad." He mumbled You smiled softly "I wouldn't don't worry." You ate quietly and listened to the conversation. In the middle of the way through lunch. Jefferson than sat his arm around your shoulders. You leaned into him. "I'm just saying Eliza if you like her you should go for her." Mulligan explained taking a bite of his apple. "I don't even know her sexuality. And plus she went out with Alex it would be weird." Eliza said and you just giggled causing her to look at you strangely. "Eliza I'm dating my brothers arch nemesis. Your an ex of my brother sitting at a table with my brothers boyfriend. I think it's okay if you date Maria." You softly explained. She looked at you like she was actually thinking about it. "Go." You said to Eliza knowing she couldn't really argue with you. She left and walked up to Maria. You and Angelica gave one another a high five. You two were the match makers of your group. The only failed relationship so far that you two arranged was Hamilton and Eliza. Angelica even helped you get with Jefferson. But that's a story for another day. "There doing it again." Alexander said looking down at his essay. "Hey there good at what they do." John said kissing your brothers cheek. Jefferson pulled you in tighter and kissed your nose causing you to giggle. "I'd say so." He said You rested your head on his shoulder. "I think she's getting her." Peggy said sitting on her knees and watching her sister. "I wouldn't doubt it." You said finishing your food. "I think she got her number." Mulligan said You started putting your trash on your tray. Eliza slid back in to her chair in a daze. "Helpless" You, Angelica, and Peggy sang. It was a thing you girls did when someone was starting a relationship. Eliza held up a slip of paper. "I got it." She giggled. "Look into her eyes the sky's the limit." You three sang. "Shut up." She said "Okay I will I have to go finish a paper sorry Liza." You said standing up and picking up your tray. "I'll tell you later." Eliza said Jefferson got up as well. He wouldn't admit it but you knew he was afraid to be around your brother without you around. You threw out your trash and put the tray up on the counter Jefferson following you. You took Jefferson's hand and lead him to the library. Once you got in there you walked to the fantasy section. Jefferson leaned down and in a deep voice he whispered in your ear "I can be your fantasy if you want." You giggled and turned around and decided to grabbed his shirt you put your forehead on the bridge of his nose and said "To late you are already my fantasy." You said He was leaning down and slid his hand into the small of your back. "Your giggle slays me every time." He mumbled "I have to get a book to do my English project." You giggled out He always could make make you giggle without fail. "Which one do you want?" He asked not letting you go. "Let me look." You pushed him away. Than you turned and looked across the books. You pulled out a book and started reading the cover. You soon decided to check out the book. Jefferson took the book. "Babe give it back." You said leaning slightly forward. "So this is the book." Jefferson said scanning through the book. "Yes now give it back." You said putting your hand out. "Sure" he handed it back but only to pull you in his arms. "I have to check it out." You giggled "Or I can just hold captive here in the fantasy section." He said in your ear once again sending shivers up your spine. "Were gonna have to report to study lab." You blushed. "Today is a half a day remember? School if finished after lunch." He whispered in your ear again. "Than I have to get home." You mumbled. "I'll join you." He whispered again. "But you have to let me go for that." You said "One thing first." He whispered in your ear. You looked at him expectingly. Than he kissed you. His arms slid down to your waist when yours went up to his neck immediately started playing with his curls. Though you were mostly focused on your boyfriend you were hoping no one walked into the fantasy section. But again you were mainly focused on your boyfriend. His hands rest his hand perfectly on each side of your waist leaning down to kiss you. You tipping your head up slightly to be able to kiss him. His lips were soft and tasted like Dr.Pepper. You stood like until you needed to breath. "I swear you blow my mind every time." You whispered "I was going to say that." He said You stepped back and muttered "Book I need to check out my book before the bell rings." You said regaining your concentration. You walked up to the front desk. You sat the book down. "Excellent choice." The librarian said taking the book. "Thank you. I have read some of the authors works before I'm hoping to enjoy this one as well."   You said trying to remain concentration. Jefferson always did this to you. He made your mind just melt. "I'm sure you will here it's due in three months." She said handing you the book. You nodded and took the book. "Thank you for your time. Have a delightful weekend." You said She smiled. "I will. You have a wonderful weekend as well." She said You nodded. "I will. Farewell." You said waving to her. "Goodbye." She waved back as you walked up to Jefferson. The bell rang waking you up. He took your hand in his as the pair of you walked to your lockers. You opened yours and your dad walked up. "Hi Mr.Washington." You said. That's what your supposed to call him in school. "No one else is here but your boyfriend you can call me dad." Your dad said. You rolled your eyes as you put certain books into your bag. "What's up dad?" You asked "I just wanted to ask what you were doing after school?" Your dad asked You looked up at your father. "Probably hangout with Thomas. Later hang out with the girls. Do homework. Why?" You asked "Can't I just want to talk to my daughter?" He asked You saw right through him. "Not in school." You said squinting at him. "Your mother asked." Your father muttered. You giggled your father was determined to just be your teacher during school your mom thought otherwise. "Ya I was just planning to hang out with Thomas and maybe the girls later." You said again grabbing your bag. "Okay I'll text your mom." Your dad said walking off. "I swear sometimes." You said pulling out your jacket and than your locker was closed. You looked up to see Charles Lee. "Hey beautiful." He flirted "Bye Charles I have a boyfriend to be with." You snapped spinning on your heels walking towards Jefferson. "That hurts. Why you with him anyways? He used to be like me ya know." Charles said You hated him with a burning passion. "Because he's not like you now and your a cheating bastard." You said Jefferson looked up from his locker to see Charles attempting to flirt with you and you seemed to be insulting him. He grabbed his bag already having his magenta sweatshirt on. And he walked you and hugged you from behind you. "Go Charles." You said taking Jefferson's hand and walking through the wave of people. Charles stomped off to go find another girl to flirt with. "I swear I want to punch him in his smug face." You said annoyed. He has been trying to get with you sense the second grade. "I'd give you permission but I don't want you to be suspended." Jefferson said kissing your cheek. You sighed ignoring what just happened with Charles. "So do you wanna hangout at my place?" You asked "Ya that sounds great." He said