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jewel-heist · 1 day ago

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Hyperpigmentation ❤️

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devorafetos · 2 days ago

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This drawing (attributed to an attempt of Hamilton to draw) looks like the fucking hyperpigmentation meme

#amrev #amrev fandom #alexander hamilton #hamilton #historical alexander hamilton #historical #hyperpigmentation

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rose24207 · 4 days ago

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Hyperpigmentation

Summary: you son‘s drawing sparks chaos as Lando laughs hysterically, and you scramble to boost Jacob’s confidence.

Genre: humor

TW: None!

A/N: it is fantastic! Lmfaooo English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy it though! Requests are open and welcome!

Masterlist pt. 2

“I sat here and posed for like ten minutes. Let me see the product!”

Jacob looked up at you hesitantly, his little hands gripping the edges of the paper. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he held up the drawing.

You squinted at the page, tilting your head to make sense of the chaotic masterpiece. The figure staring back at you had one oversized nose, a ponytail that looked like it belonged in a cartoon, and a dark hole on the cheek.

“Is that me?” you asked, your voice breaking slightly.

Jacob’s face immediately fell, his little hands crushing the paper as he stood up quickly.

“NO!” you shouted, scrambling off the couch to stop him. “No, no! It’s nice! It’s so nice! Oh…” You tried desperately to stifle a laugh, but it slipped out anyway, bubbling into a full-on giggle. “Oh, I’ve never…” You clapped a hand over your mouth, choking on your laughter.

From his place on the couch, Lando was watching everything unfold. He completely lost it. His body doubled over as the first wave of laughter hit him, and soon he was gasping for air, absolutely cracking up.

Jacob froze, looking horrified not saying anything but his face told you everything.

“No, no!” you said quickly, kneeling in front of him and grabbing his shoulders. “I’ve never looked better!” you said, your voice high-pitched with forced enthusiasm. “Ohhh, where were you when it was time for senior photos?”

Lando, still laughing, now slid halfway off the couch, clutching his stomach.

“Mummy…” Jacob sniffled, still unsure. “I don’t think it looks good…”

“It is fantastic!” you said, grabbing the crumpled drawing from his hands. You held it up like it was a priceless Picasso. “Oh my God, what’s that? Is that… hyperpigmentation?”

Lando hit the floor, laughing so hard now that no sound was coming out. He rolled onto his back, gasping for air.

Jacob’s little face scrunched up, and he snatched the drawing back, clutching it to his chest, too embarrassed to say anything.

“I’ve never seen anything like this before! It’s amazing. I just want you to keep up! Keep it up, okay?” you said quickly, pulling his attention back to you.

Jacob hesitated, his lip quivering. “Then why was Daddy laughing?”

You shot Lando a glare so sharp it could have sliced through steel. He waved a hand in the air, still wheezing, trying to show he was sorry—but he wasn’t, not even a little.

“Daddy doesn’t know what he’s doing anyway,” you said confidently, smoothing Jacob’s hair. “That’s how you say, ‘That’s a good drawing,’ in French!”

Jacob blinked. “Really?”

“Absolutely,” you lied with conviction.

Lando, who was still sprawled on the floor, let out another howl of laughter. You ignored him, standing up and guiding Jacob toward the coffee table where his crayons were scattered.

“Now,” you said, “why don’t you make another one? Maybe one of Daddy this time.”

Jacob’s eyes lit up, and he nodded enthusiastically, grabbing a fresh sheet of paper.

Lando, still catching his breath, sat up just in time to hear you say, “Make sure to really exaggerate his nose.”

And this time, it was your turn to laugh as Lando groaned, knowing he was about to get his own “masterpiece.”