#hamilsquad imagine

[keithpaladin05]

My requests are open!

I only write fluff at the moment.

Fandoms/character I write for:

Voltron

My Hero Academia

5sos

The Outsiders

Hamilton (Laurens, Hamilton, Lafayette, Hercules)

Haikyuu!!

Demon Slayer

Genshin Impact

Yuri on Ice!!

Miguel O’ Hara

Hiro Hamada

Tadashi Hamada

Our Flag Means Death

[schnitzelsemmerl]

OKAY OKAY OKAY PLEASE HEAR ME OUT: HAMILTON CHARACTERS AS RTC (but specifically the hamilsquad + burr)

Ocean: Burr

Noel: Lafayette

Mischa: Mulligan

Ricky: Laurens

Jane Doe: Hamilton

Constance: ?

now you might be like: cher thats out of character, fuck you, im banning you from posting. But PLEASE HEAR ME OUT

Burr is Ocean because - prodigy of Princeton college. He kinda prides himself on doing well academically if that makes sense. His life was perfectly fine before meeting...those idiots.

Lafayette is Noel because - first of all because France. Then bc his one line, like, "you are the worst, Burr", similar to the Ocean/Noel rivalry. Does that make sense??

Mulligan is Mischa because - they give off the same vibes; like- theyre the ones who bring the party. Also, they both rap. I'm a believer of mom-friend Mischa and also of dad-friend Hercules, it just fits? + all the Nischa in the musical, which would be Mullette here.

Laurens is Ricky because - this might be weird, but again, they give off the same vibes. Ricky seems like a really cool, supportive, chaotic friend, who would support you in everything you do. THAT'S VERY LAURENS. Also, Spacedolls/Lams!!

Lastly, Hamilton is Jane Doe - because just imagine. Imagine all the sad stuff that could be written w/ that AU. Also because of a post I once saw; The Ballad of Jane Doe just fits him; and just- yes. And all the other ships: like Perfectdolls would be Hamburr, et cetera

IN THIS ESSAY I WILL-

[hamiltonconfessions-but-better]

I'm ngl mullette kinda sucks, like the ship energy feels like just because alex and john are shipped, laf and herc are also shipped because they're the spares of hamilsquad. Idk WHILE I CAN IMAGINE A BROMANCE I JUST CAN'T IMAGINE ANYTHING ROMANTIC IM SORRYYYY😭

Like, them being in a committed relationship? No :"D, they can be besties tho

(+ plus they didn't know eachother irl, although that shouldn't detract from the MUSICAL ship, though)

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[ninimackbrews]

Let Me Help

Lafayette x Fem!Reader

Summary: the reader has not been herself since her brother, John Laurens died. So her lover Lafayette comes back to America to help.

An: so i was inspired by someone elses fic which is 100x better than this but i cant find it again to give the author credit. So just know this was not a complete orignal idea and all credit goes to the person with the og idea i found. (If i find it again ill link it)

OG/Inspiration: x

Warnings: angst

Wc: 1038

Lafayette stood on the stoop of the Hamilton household, his closed fist hovering over the door. He hadn’t been in America for two months now. The feeling of dread settled over his shoulders that a cloak. He had received word that his dear friend John Laurens had been killed in battle a month ago. It took him that long to make his way back to the crowded streets of New York.

With a sight his knuckles knocked firmly on the wooden door. He held his breath waiting for the door to open. The door swung open to reveal a disheveled looking Alexander. His hair was not pulled back like usual and there were bags under his eyes. Lafayette gave him a dismal smile.

“Mon ami, I came as soon as I could.” Alexander looked up and down the street before clutching the lapel of Lafayette’s jacket, dragging him inside. Once the door was closed he pulled the frenchman into a tight hug, all masculinity aside. Laf patted the shorter mans back before pulling away. “Où est-elle?”

Alexander ran a hand through his hair. “She is in our guest room. She hasn’t left the room since she arrived three weeks ago. Eliza brings her food, but she hardly touches it.” Alex explained leading Lafayette up the stairs. Laf saw Eliza standing outside a room at the end of the hall knocking lightly. The woman turned and saw the two men. With a small smile she hugged the frenchman.

“I am glad to see you. I think you are the only one to help her.” She whispered.

“That is what I am afraid of.” He replied quietly. Alexander knocked on your door lightly again.

“Y/n, there is someone here to see you.” He was answered with silence. Lafayette nodded to the two Hamiltons and they made their way back downstairs. Laf opened the door slowly. He stepped in and found you with your back to him. You were sitting in a chair, staring out of the window on the far side of the room. Your hair was cascading down your back and you were dressed in the nightgown the frenchman had gifted you some months ago. A smile tugged at the corner of his lip. He slowly made his way to you. He walked around you and noticed your eyes closed. He sighed lightly, squatting before you.

The feel of a hand taking yours caused you to open your eyes. You were met with the chocolate orbs you so dearly loved. But you made no movement, you had seen this ghost before over the last two months, you had felt his lips upon yours when you knew he was not there, his hand in yours when you knew he was across the ocean. This was a recurring dream you had everyday.

Lafayette saw the glaze over your eyes hinting to your distress and confusion. He brought your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles tenderly. “Y/n, mon ange, it is me, your Lafayette. I am here, mon amour.” He whispered onto your skin, his eyes never leaving yours. A tear fell from your eye as you realized he was actually there. You fell into his arms, tackling him to the floor. He held you in his arms tightly, breathing in your familiar scent.

“You came back.” You sobbed, gripping his jacket like a lifeline. He let a few tears slip himself as he pulled you flush against him.

“Oui, mon ange. I arrived this morning.” He leaned back to look you in the eyes. He held your face in his hands, pressing his lips to yours sweetly. You cupped his neck, brows frowning in concentration. The feel of his lips on yours after so long brought chills over your skin. You pulled away, stroking his cheek with your thumb.

“You heard of John I presume?”

His eyes cast down then back to yours, “Oui.”

“I have been writing to him,” you said after a moment of silence. Lafayette tensed. The idea of you writing letters to your deceased brother broke his heart. “Nothing serious, just asking why. Asking of Frances. Asking him to come back.” You stopped and stood, Lafayette following your motions to the desk in the corner.

“There is nothing wrong with that, Y/n.”

“I know. But I feel so... so...”

“Helpless?” You glanced at him, fiddling with the letters splayed on the desk.

“Oui.” Lafayette smirked slightly at the response. But it was replaced with a frown when tears spilled silently from your e/c eyes. He stepped around the desk pulling you to his chest allowing you to cry. “I miss him so much, Laf. I don’t know if I can continue like this.”

His heart fell, “Mon amour, then do not continue this way.” He took one of your hands in his, and the other rested against your cheek, “it is not healthy. Come back to us, Y/n. Come back to me,” he pleaded. You shook with a sob, trying to catch your breath.

“I am so lost, Gilbert, I haven’t any idea what to do.” Gilbert. Gilbert. It echoed in his head. Only twice had you ever used that name with him, and both were times of desperation.

“Let me help. Let me help you find yourself, Y/n. I will do whatever I can to assist you. I am here for you. I will not leave until I know in my heart you are okay.” He nudged your nose with his own. You giggled through your tears. You stared up at him with admiration. He sailed across an ocean to see you in your darkest time and you love him all the more for it.

“I love you.” You whispered, pecking his lips.

He grinned, “Je t’aime, Y/n Laurens.” He pulled you flush against him once again, kissing your temple. He leaned down yo your ear, “Now what do you say we eat, yes?” You giggled wiping your flushed cheeks. With a meek nod you followed your lover down stairs to the dining area where you enjoyed a brief meal and evening with the Hamilton’s before retiring to bed with Lafayette at your side.

AN: completly out of my zone tbh, but i couldnt resist writing it.

[hamilton-imagines-brrrah]

Sister-In-Law

Based on this:

Person A: [gets on one knee] (Person C), will you do me the honor of being my sister-in-law?

Person B: Did you just propose to (Person C)… for me?

The original is posted on both of my other blogs, @batfam-imagines, and @mymarvelimagines

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You, Eliza, Lafayette, and Hercules are all sitting on the couch in your apartment watching Moana. Hercules had never seen it, and you refused to let him leave your living room until he sat down and watched it, Eliza had shown up 30 minutes into the movie with pizza. John was out with Alexander, who had claimed that he and his best friend hadn’t spent bro-time together in a month, and that he had to spend the day with Alex or else. You had laughed when John told you his plans for the day, and had invited the others to the apartment for a movie day.

The apartment door burst open, “Y/N!!” Alexander practically sang as he skipped into the room.

You heard the apartment door open again and this time John walks into the living room. He walks behind the couch and leans down, gently kisses your forehead.

“Hello, love”

Grinning you reach up and run your fingers through Johns hair, playing with his long curls. You love John’s hair; how soft and curly it was. John only ever pulled it up into a ponytail because it was always getting in his face, so pretty early in your relationship you had learned to braid it.

“How was your day?”

John gave you a blinding smile, “It was great, me and Alex need to hang out more”

Alex was still dancing around the room, making Lafayette laugh and Hercules give a small amused smile, even Eliza couldn’t contain her giggles. He reaches down and grabs your hand, pulling on your arm until you finally stand up from the couch. “Now, you can’t get mad at me for doing this!”

You cock your head to the side, “What do you mean? I don’t want to be pulled into another one of your pranks, Alex”

“Gimme a second and you’ll find out”

Alex grins and drops down on one knee, taking your left hand in his.

You flinch back slightly when you see John stiffen out of the corner of your eye, “Alex, you know that John and I …” He just holds up his hand and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a beautiful diamond ring.

“Y/N, I’ve known you for a long time and you’re one of the few women that I would ever let date my best friend, who is basically my brother. You are kind, loyal, and I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t know with everything I have that you love John with all your heart.” Alex grins up at you and hold the ring a little higher, “Will you do me the honors of becoming my sister-in-law?”

Everyone in the room freezes at the end of his speech, Laf letting out a few choked words in French that you don’t understand. John was looking down at his best friend with shock and confusion, “Did you just ask Y/N to marry me … for me?”

Alex grins triumphantly, “I did! I even have the ring John was going to use to propose”

Alex holds up the ring even higher, and John stiffens again. “How did you find that? I kept it well hidden in my drawer! There’s no way you knew about it, I haven’t told anyone!”

“We’re practically brothers, Johnny boy! Did you really think you could keep something like this from me? It wasn’t that hard to figure out that you’ve wanted to propose to Y/N and that you just didn’t have the balls to do it yet”

John signs and glances up at you, his freckled cheeks reddening with a blush, “I had planned to propose next week, but I guess Alex didn’t want to wait that long” John glares down at Alex, who doesn’t look the slightest big apologetic.

You burst into laughter, doubling over, tears streaming down your face. Once you finally gain control of your laughter you look up at John, “Well, do you want my answer now? Or do you want to wait until next week?”

John gives you a soft smile, “Well, I think this is a little more memorable than the dinner and romantic proposal I had planned. This seems like a little more us, with our crazy friends sticking their nose in our business. I mean, we can still do that if you want, but I’d really like to hear your answer …”

You smile, looking up at your boyfriend, but holding your hand out to Alex, “Then yes, I would love to be your pseudo sister-in-law, Alex”

Lafayette and Hercules start cheering, and Eliza starts clapping when Alex slides the ring onto your finger. John leans down and kisses you softly, pulling back to look at the ring perched on your finger, lifting it up and placing a kiss on your hand.

“I love you” he whispers.

You smile, “I love you too, Turtle-Boy.” You glance over to where Lafayette and Hercules are clapping Alex on the back, congratulating him on his plan. Eliza is already on her phone calling up Angelica and Peggy to tell them to news, you can hear them squealing from where you’re standing. “And for some reason I love our crazy ass family”

John glances around the room, taking in the chaos of the other people, “Not sure why I love them either, but I do.”

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[hamiltimebinches]

John Laurens x Reader: Kisses

A/n: This is literally my first oneshot for John so if he is out of character in any way please forgive me, I’m trying, I really am. I’m also a new writer for this fandom in general, so there is that. Also, this is honestly a bunch of little scenarios of different kinds of kisses, so if it jumps around do not be alarmed.

Warnings: None

Words: 1,169

    Warm sunlight shone through the gaps in the partly closed curtains, creating warmth on the spots on my shoulders that weren’t covered by the blanket or John’s arms. Opening my eyes slowly I squinted at the unfamiliar brightness in the room. As my eyes slowly adjusted I noticed the peaceful look on my boyfriend’s face. I smiled softly at the sight, it’s been awhile since I saw that peaceful look. In fact it has been awhile since I’ve been able to wake up in his arms in general, John has been rather busy with work recently.

     The sunlight coming from the window was behind John and it cast a warm glow across his freckled skin. The light created a glowing outline in his hair, which has been left down, making some of it appear lighter than it actually is. He stirred, scrunching his nose a bit, and tightened his grip around my waist, which pulled me even closer into him. I smiled at him for a moment before getting a wonderful idea.

     “John”, I whispered before pressing a light as feather kiss to his forehead. “John” I whispered once more, placing another feather light kiss this time to his cheek. “Wake” A kiss on his other cheek. “Up” I whispered one last time before putting my lips over his in a gentle kiss. I let out a surprised squeak when John smiled into the kiss and kissed back. Pulling back he opened his brown eyes with a sleepy smile. “Good morning, Babe.” He whispered, his voice husky with sleep. “Morning.” I breathed out, my cheeks lightly flushing at his voice.

     I screamed out in delight as I ran around the kitchen, desperately trying to avoid John at all costs. “Aww! C’mon Babe, stop running from me!” John called out with a laugh as he was tailing behind me. “No way! You’re all wet and I just got dressed from my shower!” I exclaimed as I sped up. “But it’s your fault that I’m all wet! You’re the one who poured a whole pot of water on me.” He remarked, swatting his arms out in an attempt to catch me.

     I made a quick turn to start running circles around the island, narrowly avoiding the bar stools. I might as well childishly play “cat and mouse” around the island. “Yeah! And you’re damn lucky that I had just filled it up with water to put on the stove and that it wasn’t just coming off of the stove. You’ve really got to stop sneaking up on me John!” I shouted as I slightly slipped in my socks as I turned once again. The only response I got was a laugh.

     I squealed as I was pulled back into a wet an embrace. “Haha! You’re mine now!” John cheered before giving me a very sloppy and, unfortunately, wet kiss on my cheek. “Aww, John, gross. That kiss was wet and sloppy.” I groaned, lifting a hand to my cheek to wipe away the slobber. He laughed then kissed my cheek again, this time much dryer. “That better?” He asked in a teasing tone. “Much.”

     “-And then he had the audacity to say I was unfaithful.-” John huffed as my great-aunt Gertrude kept rambling on. I could tell he was getting impatient and just wanted the conversation to end, and to be completely honest I was hoping it’d end soon too. As much as I love my great-aunt she just never seemed to know when to stop talking.

     I was really starting to regret coming to this family reunion. I probably should have just listened to John and stayed in bed with him for the day, texting my mom to say that we wouldn’t be able to make it. He didn’t really have a problem with my family, actually my family loved him and he loved them back, but when he found out my great-aunt Gertrude would be here he didn’t want to come. I insisted that we had to come though. Oh, why did I insist on coming?

     John slightly tightened his grip on my waist with his one arm and swayed to his other foot, pulling me away but not by much. This was just another one of his silent ways of telling me to find a way to end the conversation and leave. “That’s just terrible but I’m afraid-” I started only to be suddenly cut off, although this time it wasn’t by my great-aunt. No, it was by John himself, which I found unusual seeing as he wanted me to end the conversation. What I found even more unusual though was how he cut me off. He decided to suddenly kiss me right on my lips. The kiss lasted only a moment though, it was barely even able to be considered a peck.

     Great-aunt Gertrude’s eyes went wide for a moment before going back to their normal size, only this time with a mischievous twinkle. “I think I simply must be going now. After all, it appears someone else wants your attention as of now.” She said with a wink before walking off towards one of my brothers, surely to talk his ear off.

     “What was that about?” I curiously asked, turning around in his embrace, wrapping my arms around his neck. John chuckled a bit before locking eyes with me. “Well, as your great-aunt said, I wanted your attention. Not to mention that I was getting quite done with her gabbing.” He snickered before swooping down to steal another kiss. 

     “I love you so much.” I murmured, just barely pulling away from the long passionate kiss John and I shared. “I love you even more.” He mumbled back, his smooth lips ghosting over mine. “Don’t even start, we’re not childishly fighting over who loves the other more right now.” I whispered, opening my eyes, which I had kept closed, to playfully glare at my lover. John chuckled a bit at the statement, his hot breath tumbling over my cheeks. “Yeah, that’s for another time.” He replied, his tone teasing. I rolled my eyes before moving my arms around his neck once more. “Just shut up and kiss me again.”

     Hovering over my relaxing boyfriend who was on the couch, I smiled down at him. Leaning down, I kissed the tip of his nose then both of his freckled cheeks. A few giggles erupted past John’s lips as he opened his eyes and gazed up into mine. “What’s so funny?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Nothing really, it’s just that your hair tickles.” He said with a grin. Right, for once I’m wearing my hair down. “Really?” I questioned, feeling a smirk grow on my lips. “Yes?” He said suspiciously, but it sounded more like a question. I leaned down a bit more and rubbed my nose against his, letting my bangs drag across his cheeks. John giggled a bit more before moving his head to kiss my lips.

     “I love you, (Y/n).”

     “Babe, I love you too.”

[collectinglungs]

[imaginesmydearfandom]

Not a Request: Imagine doing a White Elephant gift exchange with the Hamilsquad and the sisters.

A/N: I actually looked up white elephant gifts for this and wasn’t disappointed.

Gifs aren’t mine: If gif(s) is/are yours, let me know so I can give you credit!

Request are open!

Warnings: Swearing.

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“What the hell, Herc?” Alex exclaimed after he unwrapped his gift. Herc and Laf were already laughing and when everyone else saw, it spread. The box was red and white with a little man on it in underwear and it said:

Just grab & go! - Safe - Sanitary - Secure 5 pairs of emergency underpants!

“Well,” Hercules began, “we all know you talk a lot of shit so I was just saving you the hassle buying new underwear.” Before he even finished the sentence he was laughing again.  “If that’s what Alex got, I wonder what you got Ang,” Peggy pondered, which earned her a shocked face and a glare from her oldest sister.

[shakirawastaken]

hamilsquad x Reader

reader gets her wisdom teeth removed and she’s a mess, yelling, crying, high on the anastasia and Alex, John, & Hercules is trying to help like give her water and putting on a movie or playing games with her but all she wants to do is cuddle with laf but can’t because he’s working so when he gets home she runs straight into his arms

ayyeee thank you for requesting! sorry it took so long to come out 

enjoy <3

Wisdom Teeth

summar: you got your wisdom teeth taken out, and all you want is Laff but he isn’t even there :(

Your slowly peel your eyes open to see a bright light above you. After blinking out the sleep from you eyes, you slowly realize that you were in a hospital room.

Why are you in a hospital room? You were worried out of your mind.

You open your mouth to scream out to someone, but it seems full of something. Your speech comes out warbled and your face starts to feel wet. You're, you- you're crying.

Suddenly, the door slams open top the sight of three our of four of your boyfriends.

"Baby, are you alright?" Herc asks you, hugging you gently before letting you. Alexander looks on with worried eyes from the corner of the room.

"My mouth hurts!!!! I want to go home!!" you sobbed out, dramatically leaning against Hercules. Alexander chuckled and whipped out his phone, recording the scenario in front of him.

"STOFP FILMING ME !!!!" you screamed as loud as you could with cotton in your mouth, glaring at Alexander.

"Of course, darling." he said, as he made no move to turn his phone off. You were just about to retaliate, when John came back into the room.

"Okay, the dentist said we have to change their cotton out every like two hours and just take care of their. They'll be loopy for the rest of the day. "

"Okay," Herc said, as he gently tried to lean you out of your seat. "Let's go to the car babe,"

You reluctantly stood up and leaned against him for support. "You're so beautiful Herc," you slurred out, your thoughts coming out of you with no filter. Your boyfriend faltered in his steps, Alexander snickering behind him.

"What's wrong beautiful?" he mocked Hercules as he walked up next to the two of you, pointing his phone at you.

"You're really pretty Alex," you slurred out again, giving your Caribbean boyfriend a poor wink. Alexander froze in his spot, and stared at you. Herc, now the one to chuckle mocked Alexander back.

"come on pretty boy, John brought the car around." Alexander rolled his eyes and followed the two of you to the car.

"John is really handsome too, WAIT-" you exclaimed, and all three boys turned to look at you, worried. "WHERE IS LAFF:(((!!!" you sobbed out, finally realizing the lack of the Frenchman.

"He's at work love," John called to you, opening the door to the car to help you in.

"When will he not be at work?" you whined, sitting in the backseat and fumbled with the seatbelt.

"At 5 baby," Hercules said as he buckled your belt in for you and sat next to you in order to avoid you falling over on the ride home.

"I can't wait till he comes back," you said as you fell into a slumber to the sounds of the car.

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When you woke up, you were on a large, fluffy bed in a place you recognized as your guys' bedroom. You rolled off of the bed and shuffled your way down the hallway to see three boyfriends watching TV.

"Hey darling, feeling alright?" Alexander asked you gently as you came to plop on the couch next to them.

"My mouth hurts," you whined as John came up next to you, rubbing your arm up and down.

"Where is laff?" you asked again, wanting your french boyfriend.

"At work still babe, he'll be back in 30 minutes."

"nooooooooooo :(" you cried, sobbing at the lack of Laff.

The three boys frantically glanced at each other, trying to figure out what to do. Hercules and John both looked at Alexander pointedly and the lawyer sighed, defeated.

"Darling, I have to change out your cotton, and you need to drink some water." he persuaded, gesturing towards the kitchen.

"NOOO I want laff." you said, pouting as you sat on the couch with your arms crossed.

This went on for the next 30 minutes, until finally you heard the lock to the front door click.

"LAFF!!" you screamed as you ran to the door, hugging the taller man in glee.

He widened his eyes and quickly wrapped his arms around you, eventually remembering you had your surgery today. He looked up behind you to see your three other boyfriends disheveled and hair messed up from trying to get you to drink water, and change your cotton, and do other basic things to take care of your health.

"Had fun without me?" he asked flirtaciously and laughed as Hercules ran a hand down his face, John rolled his eyes, and Alex winked at him.

"you bet we did ;)"

that ending sucked

thank you for reading :D

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[onelastfic]

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[kylaschuyler]

Burr: You punched the bursar?

A. Ham: He looked at me like I was stupid, I'm not stupid!

*Also A. Ham: Published the Reynolds Pamphlet.

[insane-hamilton-imagines-blog]

John Laurens x Peggy Yellow Aesthetic

[isntthisenoughwhatwouldbeenough]

You’re The Voice In My Head (Polyhamilsquad x Reader)

A/N: Another completed request! I hope you are all doing well and that you enjoy this, especially @random-thoughts-003 I hope you like this! And thank you so so much for requesting! All of the readers thoughts are in italics and the boys are in bold italics, just in case it confuses anyone. As always I wish you all the most wonderful of days and I’m sending you all my good vibes.

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Soulmates. Something you had learned about from a young age. Your parents had found each other when they were just thirteen years old and they had been inseparable ever since. Growing up hearing their story always made you long to find your soulmate. You would listen intently whenever you met someone new or went somewhere new. You dreamed of having the same story your parents did, that same sweet, unyielding love they had for each other.  

Unfortunately, you didn’t find your soulmate throughout your middle school years, high school years or even in college. By the time college came around you pretty much gave up on finding your soulmate, thinking you were one of those people who just didn’t have one. You had become resigned to your fate and learned to deal with the fact that you didn’t have a soulmate. You used to get upset by the fact that there were people who had multiple soulmates, that could hear each other's thoughts. How unfair that one person can have more than one and I don’t even have one?

You of course had everyone around you, telling you that your soulmate was out there, be patient, they’ll find you when you least expect it. You had heard it all and had decided to stop listening. You were fine, you were happy on your own, besides soulmates are overrated anyway.

With this mentality you lived your life day to day, looking for little things to find the most joy in. One of those things? Your local record store. You walked in saying hello to the cashier, before heading back to browse through the records.

Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi started playing over the speakers. You smiled to yourself as you started humming along.  

“I’m a cowboy on a steel horse I ride, I’m wanted (Wanted) Dead or alive, Wanted (wanted) Dead or alive…..oh and I Ride!”  

God, that’s a great song.  

What did you say?  

You stop what you’re doing when you hear the voice. You look on either side of you and then behind you, but don’t see anyone. You shake your head at yourself.

That what was weird, guess it was all in my head.  

What was?

You stop and look around again, this time you see a man who looks around your age with long, dark hair tied back and brown eyes.  

“Did you just say something?” You ask, looking at him warily.

“That depends,” he replies.  

“On?”  

“On what you heard.”  

“A question I guess, two actually,” you try to explain. You shake your head at yourself.

No, it was all just in my head.  

Technically you’re right, but it's me you’re hearing.

You look up at him with wide eyes, waiting to see his mouth move with the words you’re hearing.  

You can hear me, can’t you?

You shake your head in response and disbelief.  

“You can!” He says aloud, excitedly. “Say something in your head again.”  

I can’t believe this happening.  

“This is very much happening,” he smiles widely. 

You look at him still shocked and confused.

“So,” you start slowly, trying to wrap your head around this, “we’re soulmates.”  

“Yes,” he smiles, “yes we are.” He laughs lightly. “You look thoroughly shocked. What did you think you’d never find me?”  

“No, I didn’t,” you shake your head. “I thought I was one of those people who just didn’t have one.”  

He smiles gently walking closer until he was standing right in front of you. He takes your hands in his.  

“Well, love, turns out you’re one of the lucky ones.”  

And that’s when you feel it. The Ties or Strings, your parents called them. They said it was like there was invisible strings that tied you to your soulmate the moment you touched. You were bound to each other.  

You exhale and a smile finally graces your face.  

Beautiful.

You look up to see him staring at you and your smile grows and before you know it, you’re throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into an embrace. You feel no hesitation from him, instantly wrapping you up in his arms. You’re stunned by how right it feels to be in this strangers' arms.  

You release your hold on him and he does the same. You step back with a shy smile and hold out your hand.  

“I’m (Y/N), thought maybe you should know name, seeing as were soulmates and all.”  

He chuckles at you and grasps your hand with his.  

“Alexander, but feel free to call me, Alex.” He smiles at you. “I mean seeing as were soulmates and all.”  

You laugh as your cheeks flush.

“How about we go get some coffee and get to know each other a little better,” he releases your hand only to grab your other.  

You look at your intertwined hands and back up at him.  

“Well, I don’t usually go out with people I've just met, but since your soulmate I guess it's alright.”  

He throws his head back as he laughs and you find you like that, that he was happy, that you made him happy. It made your heart stutter in the most wonderful way.  

“Come on,” he says as he pulls you along.  

*

You make it to the coffee shop and Alex can’t stop smiling. You keep taking shy glances at him and it takes him a moment to realize your hands hadn’t come unclasped.  

You both ask each other a stream of questions about your respective lives and find you have a similar taste in music.  

“Anyway, my parents wake up and my sister and I are covered in extinguisher fluid, my brother is covered in pancake batter and my mothers favorite carpet is ruined.”  

You laugh retelling the story of how you and your siblings once started a small fire while trying to make pancakes.  

“Oh my god,” he laughs along in disbelief, “what did your parents do?”  

“Well, we were all grounded for one week and banned from ever using the kitchen without their supervision,” you chuckle and shrug. “Wasn’t that bad if you think about it.”  

He chuckles once more before turning serious.  

“Is everything okay?” You ask worriedly.  

“Yeah,” he nods, looking lost in thought. “Its just,” he pauses, “there’s something I want to ask you.”  

“Okay.”  

“Have you ever heard anyone else before?”  

Your face scrunches up in confusion.  

“The way I heard you today?” He nods. “No, I never have.” You pause, he still looks lost in thought, looking down at the table.  “Have you?”  

He looks up at you now, a small bit of fear in his eyes as his hand tightens for a moment on yours. As if he’s afraid you’ll run away.  

“I”- he starts and stops. “I have.”  

“You have?”  

“Yes, but not just one.” He cringes as he makes his confession.  

“How many?”  

“Three.”  

“Three?”  

“I have three other soulmates,” he says quickly.  

“Oh my god,” your hand slips from his for the first time since you met, as you place them on your head. “Three soulmates,” you repeat trying to wrap head around it.  

It's not unheard of sure, but three. You just found out you actually had a soulmate and now he has three other soulmates.  

What if they can’t hear me? What if I can’t hear them? What if I only hear one of them? Or two of them? What if they ask him to choose? I can’t ask him to give up his soulmates. What if they don’t like me? What if-  

Your racing thoughts are cut off by Alex’s gentle touch on your arm.  

“Hey, hey, hey,” he says trying to calm you.  “Your thoughts are making me dizzy,” he chuckles.  

“What if"-  

“They would never make me choose and I know they’re going to love you,” he caresses your face. “Everything is going to be okay.”  

You sigh, calming at his touch. He moves to sit next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pull you close.  

“You don’t know that.”  

“I’ve got a feeling,” he says brushing his nose against yours before kissing it.  

You giggle and snuggle into him.  

Everything is going to be okay.  

I promise.  

You smile and look up at him, he smiles down at you and kisses your forehead.  

.

.

.

You decide it’s too much in one day to meet so many soul mates at once so you both decide to do it a few days later. You’re incredibly nervous as Alex walks you up the steps to the apartment, he shares with his other soul mates and quite possibly yours.

He turns to you.  

"You sure you're ready for this?"

You nod and give him a nervous smile.  

He smiles and kisses your hand in his.  

"I told them to be on their best behavior, so don't worry."

You chuckle lightly and squeeze his hand.

You take a deep breath as he opens the door. And you're immediately greeted with an onslaught of thoughts.

Oh, they’re back.

She’s finally here.

Gosh, I really hope all of this works.

Everything is going to be fine, don't worry.

Oui, mon cher, we'll all be alright.

Remember Alex wanted us to try and quiet our thoughts so we don't overwhelm her.

You pause in the doorway as you hear them all at once.

Alex grabs your arms to steady as you sway a bit.

"Are you okay, love?"

You laugh to yourself as you gain your balance and you realize you don't have to worry. You can hear them. All three of them in your head, three distinctive voices. Not only that, but you can feel the same pull you felt with Alex. The strings tying you to your three other soulmates. You look up at Alex.

"I can hear them," you say with a breathless smile.

Four soulmates, there's something I never thought would happen.

"You can?" He smiles brightly at you.  

You nod with the same smile.

"You better start believing baby because we can hear you too."

You and Alex turn to see your three other soulmates, three of the most handsome men you've ever seen.  

The tallest one comes to greet you. His smile is gentle and warm, you're surprised by how much you want to run into his arms.  

"It’s wonderful to meet you, Alex has told us so much about you. My name is Hercules." He gently takes your hand in his and kisses the back of your hand softly.

I don’t think I’ve ever met so many handsome men at once before.

Hercules smiles at you still holding your hand.

"Well, thank you," he chuckles. "I don’t think we’ve ever been graced with a woman as beautiful as you."

Your cheeks redden as you realize they all heard the thought.

You look behind him to see the two other men smiling from ear to ear. They are next to approach you, the one with the French accent is the first to introduce himself.

"I am Gilbert du Montier de Lafayette." He chuckles as your eyes widen. "But you, mon ange, can call me Lafayette."

He kisses your hand, much like Hercules and gives you a dazzling smile.

"And me, baby girl, I’m John Laurens, call me anything you'd like."

I cannot wait to hold you in my arms.

You smile at him.

“Well consider your waiting done.” You hold out your arms to him and he is quick to embrace you.  You giggle as he nuzzles your neck. You’re once again surprised by how right it feels to be in his arms.

Lafayette is next to embrace you after John is convinced to let you go, he quickly goes into Alex’s waiting embrace. Laf holds you close and releases a breath, like he’s been waiting just to hold you and he can finally relax. He kisses your temple before he pulls away and lets Hercules have his turn.  

Herc embraces you gently at first, as if your too precious to hold too tightly. He holds you tighter, when you nuzzle into his chest.  

I hope you can get used to this, cupcake, because it won’t be letting up.

Get used to this? Definitely.  

He chuckles and kisses the top of your head and pulls away slightly to look at you. He caresses your face as you look up at him.  

“You sure you can handle all of us?”

You look away from Hercules and at your three other soulmates, staring at you expectantly with hopeful smiles.

“Can I handle being loved by four incredibly handsome and kind men?” You pretend to think about it, as they laugh. “Yeah,” you nod, “I think I can handle that.”

.

.

.

6 Months Later...

I’m late, I’m late, I’m late, I’m late, I’m late.

You hear Alex’s voice running through your mind, as you get ready on this particularly hectic morning since you all woke up late.

“Shouldn’t he be thinking we’re late,” John says as he slides next to you to fill his thermos with coffee as you hand him Alex’s ready to go. “We do work in the same place.”

You chuckle as you place a soft kiss to his lips and then his cheek.  

“You know how one track minded Alex can be,” you placate him, rubbing his arm.

He pulls you into his arms and kisses your cheek and down to your neck.

“I think I might being getting one track minded with you,” he whispers in your ear making laugh breathlessly.

You pull him away slightly with a smile.

“Your mind should be on work,” you give him a quick kiss before pulling way completely and fixing his suit.

He sighs. 

“But when we get back my minds going back,” he smirks and kisses your cheek.

“That’s fair,” you laugh. “Now, you have to get going.”

You walk behind him and lightly push him out of the kitchen.

“Alex, darling, breakfast,” you catch him just as he’s running past you to the door.  

You hold out a bag for him to take and he grabs it quickly and continues, before pausing turning back and pulling you into his arms and kissing tenderly. He’s pulls away smiling.

“Thank you,” he says as he gives you a last quick peck. “I love you,” he shouts as he walks out the door.

John shakes his head and pulls you into him for a quick kiss of his own.

‘We’ll see you tonight, baby girl,” he kisses your cheek before heading out after Alex.

You laugh to yourself and turn right into Lafayette's arms.

“Have our frantic lovers left, mon ange?” He asks, as he pulls you close and nuzzles your neck.

You giggle softly and play with his hair as he hums into your neck.

“Yes, they just walked out, although I have to say one was far more hectic than the other.”

He feel him laugh into your neck before he pulls back to place a slow, soft kiss to your lips.

“I can’t believe we have to work on a Saturday,” he sighs, resting his forehead against yours.  

“I’m sorry, my love, but at least we’ll all have tonight and tomorrow to spend all together,” you try to soothe him.  

He nods and caresses your cheek.  

“At least,” he kisses you softly once more, before going to the bedroom. 

He walks back out a few minutes later. You’re at the table finishing your coffee, and he lifts your head so you’re looking up at him. You smile and rise up from your seat so you can embrace him. He wraps his arms around you kisses your neck once.

“I will miss you, mon ange,” he says brushing some of your hair from your face.

“The day will fly by, and we’ll all be here waiting when you’re done.”

You smile gently and press your lips to his for a soft kiss.

“Now, go before you’re late, my love.”

He smiles and kisses your hand before heading for the door. You turn to head back to the kitchen, when his voice whispers in your mind.

I love you, mon coeur.

You smile as you turn back to him and think your response.

I love you.

He smiles brightly at you before closing the door behind him. As you begin washing the dishes from the quick breakfast you and Herc made this morning, you feel his arms circle around your waist. He kisses your shoulder as you lean into him.  

“I’m glad I only have to go in a couple hours today.”

“I know at least I get one of you for most of the day,” you reply turning in his arms. “That's the benefit of having multiple soulmates, you’ll always have one of them with you.”

He laughs and kisses your temple, cheek and places a tender kiss to your lips.  

“Truly a wonderful benefit, cupcake,” he bumps your nose with his before lifting you into his arms.

“Babe!” You giggle in surprise.

“I think we should get in some quality cuddles while we miss our soulmates together.”

“A wise suggestion, love,” you nod seriously in agreement.

He smiles wide as he jumps on the bed with you in his arms making you laugh in unison.

*

Later that evening as you’re snuggled in bed with all your lovers you sigh in contentment.  

Happy, baby girl?

You laugh as you snuggle deeper into Johns chest.  

With all of you? Always.

He pulls you closer and kisses the top of your head.

I am also happiest with you, mes amours.

Laf chimes in, from behind John.

I love you all so much.  

Alex is next to think out from behind you.

Nothing is better than this.

Herc is the last to say, as you all snuggle in closer.  

You never thought you could be lucky enough to end up with one soulmate, but now you had four and they were they best people you had ever met. You had never felt more loved, more cherished, or more complete in your life. Of course, you could say that’s a given once you’ve found your soulmate, but you’re pretty positive you’ve got the best ones out there. And as you slip into sleep you’re further convinced of the fact as you hear a gentle chorus of ‘I love yous’ in your mind.  

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Five Of A Kind

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: Language, fluff, opinionated comments towards the Spider-Man movies, I guess some things are implied, but barely

Just something I came up with. I’m a sucker for Poly!hamilsquad :) Takes place at the start of their relationship. Uh, shoutout to Pinterest for giving me prompt ideas ig? I’m going to start working on more requests after this. Enjoy!

She sat in a booth in the corner, watching through the window the busy streets of New York. The sun had been replaced by heavy clouds, and it was obvious it would rain any minute.

She tapped an impatient finger against the handle of her mug, looking at her phone once more before the seat across her was filled by John and Lafayette.

“About time,” She raises a brow and John looked back sheepishly.

“At least we’re not the last ones here,” Just then a waiter came over and took their drink orders. When he left, Laf took her hand into his.

“How are you, mon ange? We have not seen you in a while.” Y/N felt a pang of guilt hit her. She had been absent from the past months movie and game nights, missed out on a couple of dates, all due to school work piling up.

“I know, I’m sorry. Just had a lot of work to do. I swear, I won’t cancel again.” She smiled and Laf kissed her knuckles, only to be startled when Hercules threw an arm around him, pulling him into a kiss.

“Ce qui ne va pas avec vous? You scared me!” Laf put a hand to his heart while John snickered beside him.

Hercules chuckled and sat down next to Y/N, placing an arm at the back of the booth and kissing her cheek. “Sorry I’m late.”

“Alex is last, as usual. Give me my ten dollars,” He nudged Laf who rolled his eyes, but pulled out a bill from his wallet. The waiter came back with their drinks and took Herc’s order, as well as a coffee for Alex.

“Has he been working this late the whole week?” She asked. Though she has been doing the same recently, they all knew college classes and his job were totally different. Alex working late would only bring more tension, stress and sleep deprivation to them all.

“Just the past two days,” John shook his head, looking out the window as the rain came. “Dude doesn’t even think time exist anymore.”

“Speak of the devil,” Hercules nodded towards the front of the cafe, and they all watched him walk over.

“Fifteen minutes? That’s a new record, man.” Y/N said bitterly, but not really meaning it.

“Water falls from the sky and people don’t know how to drive.” Alexander sits next to Laf and takes off his jacket. “I’m sorry, I’ll buy this time.”

“Bribery will get you nowhere,” She sipped from her mug, but willingly ordered her meal carefree.

~~~~~

“So...it’s one character?”

“Correct.”

“But three different actors?”

“Right.”

“In three different...worlds?” Lafayette tilted his head as he watched the screen.

“Well...kinda. It’s basically in the same universe, but just different stories. Like the last Peter Parker is set in the same timeline as the Avengers.” Alex shoves more popcorn in his mouth as Laf narrows his eyes.

“I do not get it.”

“You don’t have to get it, babe,” John smiles and runs his hand through Y/N’s hair.

“Uh, yes, he does have to get it if we’re going to binge all of the Spider-Man movies,” She looked up at John as if he was crazy. He giggled and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

“All you have to understand is Andrew Garfield was the worst Spider-Man,” Hercules said, earning agreeing hums from Alex.

“But he is the cutest one,” Y/N smiled as she watched said actor on screen in his suit.

“Oh, I can totally fight with you on that!” Alex gave her an accusing stare.

“Non, I think he’s pretty cute!” Laf snuggles further into John, and the latter tilts his head up and gives him a peck on his jaw.

“You haven’t even seen Tom Holland yet, your opinions aren’t valid right now!” Alex throws popcorn at his head from the other couch.

“Shhhhh, this is the best part...” Herc put his finger up to Alex’s lips, and he quickly took it into his mouth, causing Hercules to groan in annoyance.

~~~~~

The bell above the door jingled, Hercules looking up from the suit he was working on. His concentrated frown turned into a warming smile as he saw her walk in with a plastic bag in her hand.

“Tell me there’s something edible in there?” He leaned his arms against the counter and smirked as she froze in her steps.

“Are you saying my presence isn’t enough for you?” Y/N scoffed and set the bag down next to him. “But yes, I might have some food in here.”

“I thought you had class?” Herc smiled as she pulled out two containers of burgers.

“I just finished, thought you’d be hungry. I knew you had to come in early, and from John’s drunk text last night, it seemed like you didn’t get enough sleep.” She laughed as he rolled his eyes.

“I got maybe four hours. I don’t know how Alex does it,” He munched on a fry and intertwined their hands together. “Thanks for the food.”

“Of course,” Y/N smiled and the two ate in comfortable silence after that. She could see the different types of fabric thrown across the back tables. It was an obvious sign of stress, it looked like Herc’s office at his apartment. When they finished their meal, she cleared her throat, “Hey, don’t stress yourself out okay? I know you guys are understaffed, but that doesn’t mean all the work has to be thrown on you.”

“I know, but I was the only one on shift today, which means I get all the new orders.” He ran a hand over his face and sighed. “I should probably get back to work.”

“Sure,” She started to leave, but his hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his chest. She leaned into the embrace and smiled.

“You can stay if you want? I could use the company,” He kisses her head and leans back to look into her eyes.

“I guess I could work on some essays,” She leaned up and kissed him soundly. “Thanks.”

~~~~~

She knocked on the door as she tried to shake off the snow sticking to her coat. It opened a moment later with a relieved looking Aaron on the other side.

“Thank god,” He sighed and stepped to the side to let her in.

“Still hasn’t been out of his room?” Y/N stripped out of her jacket and looked around the messy apartment.

“Not since this morning, and it was only to get another coffee. I’m surprised you guys didn’t check on him sooner.” Aaron raised a brow as she chuckled.

“We talked to him two nights ago, and he seemed fine. Trust me, this isn’t the worse it’s been.” She knocked on his bedroom door, and after not receiving an answer, she opened it slowly.

Alexander was sitting at his desk, back to the door and typing away on his laptop. She sighed as she looked around the room. Cans of energy drinks and candy wrappers had been thrown hazardously near the small trash can in the corner, along with shreds of paper. His bedsheets were thrown carelessly and different documents laid on top.

Y/N shook her head and walked towards where he was seated at his computer chair. She wrapped her arms around the him and leaned her head on his shoulder.

“You are freezing,” He winced, voice hoarse like he hasn’t spoken in days.

“How long have you been sitting here?” She asked, eyes roaming over the paragraphs he was typing.

“Today?”

“Alex!” She tutted disapprovingly, reaching for his laptop to close it, but he was quicker, grabbing at her hand.

“No! I just need to finish this real quick!” Shoving her hand away, he leaned forward and typed faster.

“You’ve been in here for hours, for all I know days,” Y/N’s hands wrapped around his, and squeezed them. “When’s the last time you ate something? Or showered? Or walked around?”

The silence was enough to fill her question.

“You’re not taking care of yourself, Al. And do you remember that we had plans tonight? We were all gonna go ice skating.”

“Fuck, it’s already Saturday,” Alex ran a hand over his face and grumbled. “I’m sorry.”

There was frustration in his voice, and she would be lying if Y/N said she didn’t feel bad for him. He has been stressed about work lately, picking up a lot of other people’s slack and working late hours. She held him closer and kissed his neck softly, his own hand coming up to her arm and rubbing a soothing thumb across it. They stayed like that, until he eventually leaned forward and started typing away again, saving the document once again.

“When’s your deadline?”

“Tuesday.”

“Are you kidding me?!” She slammed the computer closed and pulled him away from the chair.

~~~~~

“What the hell, John?” Hercules slammed his cards against the table as John laughed.

“You guys suck at this game,” He smirked and laid his cards out.

“You’re cheating, its so obvious that you’re cheating,” Alex walked away from the table, Laf smirking at how easy it was for him to get mad.

“It’s just a game, mon amie,” Laf chuckled as Alex flipped him off.

“I’m turning in, I gotta work the early shift tomorrow,” Hercules stretched his arms and yawned.

“You are all welcomed to stay the night, there is plenty of space,” Laf offered, hope in his voice. He liked when he didn’t have to go to sleep alone, which is something that hasn’t happened in quite a while.

“I can’t Laf, I got an early meeting,” Alex frowned as he put in his shoes.

“Me too, and I got to be early or Lee will never let me hear the end of it,” John kissed the top of Laf’s head and walked towards Alex.

“I can stay, I don’t have class tomorrow,” Y/N grinned as Laf turned from disappointed to excited.

“Don’t have too much fun, you two,” Hercules smiled and kissed them both goodbye, Alex and John doing the same before leaving the house.

Laf wiggled his eyebrows with a smirk at her, which she pushed his shoulder and walked upstairs to his room. He soon followed and gave her a pair of pajamas to change into.

They fell into bed easily, Y/N cuddled up into his side as he wrapped his arms around her protectively. She could hear his heartbeat and sighed with content.

“What are you thinking about, cherie?” He whispered, not wanting to disturb the quiet.

She hesitated before answering, “How great this all has been...all of us, together. It’s pretty amazing.”

“That it is,” Laf kissed her forehead and smiled. “I wouldn’t trade these past months for anything.”

Y/N leaned forward and captured his lips, not moving until he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He held her cheek with care, pecking her lips a few more times before pulling away.

“Get some sleep, Y/N. For all I know you could be schemeing with all this kissing.” She chuckled and kissed him one last time before turning over and leaning into his chest. He kissed the back of her neck before wishing her sweet dreams.

~~~~~

Classes had finally ended for the semester, which meant Y/N was making plans to catch up on sleep. Yet, despite her wishes to stay in her dorm for the break, the boys offered for her to switch between their homes, saying that it would allow them to spend more time together, and, let’s face it, they all didn’t like going to sleep alone.

The first weekend, they all wanted to celebrate her successful school semester, and while they wanted to go out and party, she was perfectly content with ordering take out and being lazy on Alex’s sofa.

Y/N was spread out across John, face buried in his chest while he ran his hand up her back comfortingly. She was drifting in and out of consciousness, startling between an explosion on the TV and Hercules loud laughter.

She was almost asleep when she felt John’s fingers begin to move across her spine. He had a pattern, going back and forth and up and down, almost like he was writing something. A couple minutes later she went to turn over so her face would be towards the cushion, before she figured out what he was writing.

“I love you, too,” Y/N mumbled, barely giving it a second thought before she knocked out completely.

John stared at her in shock, eyes wide and a blush across his cheeks. Even though the volume was loud, the other boys could hear her clearly, looking over in amusement, shock and adoration.

John swallowed and embraced Y/N, nuzzling into her neck and smiling as she snored.

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Dressings - part 9

Pairing: John Laurens x Reader

Warnings: swearing ?¿

AN: sorry this chapter has been a long time coming- I’ve been working all week, struggling with mental health and college work. I’ll try to get more out soon but please bare with me ☺️

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The Worst Kind of Event (Washington x platonic fem!soldier reader)

The Worst Kind Of Event

(Washington x platonic fem!soldier reader)

Request:- @t0xcat

“” hey! could i possibly get a washington x platonic fem solider reader where he basically sees her as his daughter and has been fighting by his side for a long time and then she’s sent away to south carolina for the battle of yorktown and he receives news from one of the soldiers that she died and washington and the rest of the hamilsquad has a funeral for her n stuff,, sry if it’s confusing!! have fun writing!! 💖💖 “”

~ Warnings: angst, a couple swears, soldiers and war, death, lots of tears ~

{{I'm so sorry if it sucks I've never done angst before, hope it's okay!!☺️💗}}

Words: 3.1 k (so I may have got a little bit carried away?!) 

You had worked with George for 3 years now. You'd come along way from the scrappy blood thirsty recruit he's met all that time ago. You'd joined the revolution after your parents had been killed in an attack from the British soldiers. You'd had enough of standing by and letting others fight for you. 

When you first approached him he didn't take you seriously, something he would quickly learn to regret, you attacked his name and ended up in a duel on your second day on camp. It didn't go anywhere because George had stepped in, he had sent you to his tent while he dealt with your opponent, a one Alexander Hamilton. He wouldn't hear slander against his mentors name, no matter who it came from.

Three years later Alex was the closest thing you had to a brother, you loved him dearly. He was always by your side, you'd saved eachother lives many times over. Be it from enemy fire or from eating food John Laurens had prepared, he said he could cook but Washington had warned you never to accept food off him unless you wanted to spend a few days with the nurses throwing your guts up. He was also one of your best friends, the three of you were practically inseparable, you'd fight, eat and sleep together. The three of you were Washington's aids so you'd all room together. You didn't mind, you'd much rather have them with you and know where they were rather than worry about their whereabouts; as you often did when you couldn't find them about camp. 

You'd also made friends with a tailor who'd frequent the campsite, you recognised him as the boy who worked with the tailor your father had gone to. When he'd first seen you he did a double take. Where was the sweet young girl he'd often played with when their fathers had been busy. You quickly grew inseparable, he'd seen first hand what this war had done to you. He adopted an older brother role, watching out for you on the campsite. 

There had been a group of soldiers who'd decided you'd be an easy target and grabbed you on your second week, they had planned to rough you up a bit and steal your rations, making its a regular occurrence. Unfortunately for them Lafayette had been watching and followed you out. He'd had trouble with those particular men before and had a horrible gut feeling that they were going to do something bad. They didn't get the chance because he'd followed, grabbing the leader and shoved him against the wall, his friends looked on mouths agape as Lafayette was explicitly clear about what he would do to them if they ever bothered you again. You'd been thankful for him ever since. The five of you grew to be a close knit group of friends.

"Hey (Y/N)!" Alex grins as you sit down next to him with your tray "they're giving out assignments at 7, they said some of us will be going as far as South Carolina.." he says nervously, John was from South Carolina which meant it was likely he'd get selected, he knew the terrain which would prove useful to the troops. The last they'd heard south Carolina had been secured but a LOT of blood had been shed to get there. It was likely that just as much would be to keep it that way. 

"He better make it back' you say, trying to sound strong, your voice betraying you with a slight wobble. 

"Who better what?' John asks and he slides info the seat across from you 

"Nothing" Alex says quickly, too quickly. John just gives him a strange look before he starts to eat his own dinner. Hes barely half way when Washington comes up to the table 

"Laurens, Y/L/N, with me," he says gruffly. You have just enough time to shoot a look to Alex, who looks worried, before you're following George to his office. You and John half speed walking, half running to keep up with the general. He wasn't happy, not one bit, you could feel it in the air. "sit down, both of you" he says shutting the door to his office. You share a worried look with John and take a seat.

"Sir?" John asks after a few seconds of silence, there was something wrong, George was stalling.

"You're both shipping out to South Carolina tomorrow" he says finally "first thing in the morning, I'm not sure how long for but you'll both be back before you know it" he says confidently, well, like he was trying to be. If only he could have guaranteed that.. 

You and John left the next morning, Alex and George had both gotten up hours earlier than they should've to see you off. Hercules and Lafayette had said their good byes the might before, the five of you shared dinner together. You'd be lying if you'd said there wasn't a tearful goodbye. Alex took it really hard. As soon as he'd heard south Carolina he knew John would be going. You, however, were a complete shock and it shook him to his very core. You both were excellent soldiers, he knew you could handle yourselves but he couldn't help but worry. 

George hugged you both and saluted which you gladly returned, he wasn't big on goodbyes so he said "until we see eachother again" and smiled, you could feel the love through those few words and you wiped away tears and hug him again, Alex and John quickly joining, he was the closest all three of you had to a father which made you your own little family.

"We got this' John says squeezing your shoulder as you join the other troops in the carriage. 

As it turns out, you in fact, did not have this, far from it. Upon arrival it seemed as all was okay, you'd been thinking the worse but once you got there it didn't seem so bad. You had a part of your family with you and that was all you needed. The conditions were rougher than you were used to but it wasn't so bad, you shared a tent with John so you attest had someone familiar to talk to. 

One the second day you were sent out into the field, there was enemy fire and you were sent as back up. John was by your side laying against a rock when it happened. A loud crack and a searing pain erupted across your side. 

You'd been shot.

The medics did everything they could, they allowed John to travel back to base with you but there was nothing more to be done. He sat by your side while you lay in the bed. He did his best to cheer you up, even with tears in his eyes he told you it was going to be okay and you'd be fine. You knew better. 

"John" you said quietly and he stopped mid sentence, he could see the light behind your eyes was dimming

"Yes?' he whispers back, knowing his voice would betray him if he raised it any higher 

"I want you to write this down, f-for when you go back" you choke out as he scrambled to get a pad and pencil. He scribed down your final words, a letter for each of your family. You used the last of your energy to sign each one.

Alex had been looking forward to your return for weeks. He'd received a letter from you and John the first week, you'd sent it the first day. He'd received letters from John since but he didn't think much of it, field work was tiring and he knew you put 100% into your work and probably fell into bed as soon as you'd had the chance. John's letters were short, but that was to be expected, hed never been half the writer you or alex were. 

"You're going to wear out the deck" Lafayette chuckles from beside him

"I can't wait to see them" Alex says happily as Hercules grins up at his friend. He's sat on the desk with a notebook as he sketches some new designs for a dress, he'd already made you one since you left, he was so excited to see you and show you the three others he'd designed. 

Alex stood on his tippy toes as the ship came into view. He could see soldiers peering over the edge of the ship, there were less than those who'd left three weeks earlier but that was to be expected. He couldn't see you or John. He looks to Washington who'd joined them as the ship docked. Soldiers flooded off the ship, happy to be home on dry land after the travel at sea. 

They waited patiently as soldier after soldier disembarked, as the crowd on the ship dwindled they began to grow worried. Finally John emerged, he looked ill.. no not ill, heartbroken, he looked heartbroken. Hercules felt his stomach drop as they ran to the deck, the crowd of soldiers clearing as Washington marched up to the ship

"John?" He asks as Lafayette helps the grief stricken man off the boat and back onto dry land. "What's happened?" He asks carefully, not daring to utter your name. John just shakes his head as tears filled his eyes for what felt like the 100th time since it happened. Alex felt his knees give out as he collapsed, laf catches him just in time, practically having to hold him up. No.. no this couldn't be happening. Everyone had told him you'd both be coming back, where were you?! 

George's face had hardened a thousand years, his eyes glossy with unshed tears. He turned away as they threatened to spill over. He gently lay a hand on John's shoulder and squeezed it, it was all he could do before he marched away to his office. This wasn't supposed to happen, you and John were supposed to come home okay, he'd warned the general to keep an eye on the both of you, to keep you safe. He needed you to be safe. You were the closest thing he'd ever come to having a daughter. You'd saved his life more times than he could remember, you'd also kept Alexander out of trouble more than enough times which he was, of course, grateful for. When he'd heard your story about your parents he'd been moved, most people would've crumpled at that hardship but you only took it in your stride to power yourself. That's what he loved about you, that you took everything like gave you and used it to your advantage. You were also incredibly kind and would do anything for your family. 

He thought back to his last birthday, he hadn't wanted anyone to know it was his birthday but you'd decorated his room with balloons and a handpainted banner and had your whole little family there to celebrate, you'd even found a cake for him to make a wish on. He'd promised you he'd return the favour for your next birthday- god your birthday was in less than a week.. he had so many plans but now none of them could happen.. you couldnt be gone, you just couldn't.. he knew better but it was easier to kid himself at least for a few short moments.

The boys were a mess, they'd help John off the boat and to the room he'd shared with you and Alex. They were silent on the trip, Alex and John settled on his mattress while Hercules and Lafayette took Alex's. Your bed was left empty, no one could bear to look at it, they all snuck glances and felt an intense pang of pain at the sight of your made bed, complete empty.

"H-how?" Hercules asks quietly, he didn't want to know the answer but he had too

"Shot" John replies, equally as quiet, he hadn't spoken more than a few words to anyone since it had happened "second day.." 

"You- you didn't mention it in your letters" Alex mentions as John turns to look at him "it wasn't something you could mention in your letters" he corrects quickly 

"Three weeks ago?" Laf asks quietly as tears fill his eyes. John not only had to go through it alone but he had to keep it to himself for three weeks? My god "Mon ami' he sighs softly as he goes over to hug his friend, Hercules following quickly. They stayed there, all crammed into John's bed for what seemed like hours, just existing, they didn't say much except to comfort eachother, there was nothing else they could do. 

Your funeral was held 3 days later, on your birthday of all days. Instead of George distracting you for most of the day while the others ran around preparing your surprise party they were preparing another event, the worst kind of event. George had sent Alex to the meadow with John to pick wild flowers to decorate your coffin with. He didn't want either boys around when you body arrived, he knew it would be too much for alex and John had already gone through so much. Hercules had travelled into town to purchase some food and drink for them, your favourites of course. Lafayette stayed with George, they'd both needed to be on duty so they worked through out the day, dreading as the evening drew closer. 

There was a memorial scheduled to start at 8 but Washington had arranged to have a small private ceremony just before so at 7 he gathered the boys up and they went to say their goodbyes. Alex and John had done a beautiful job, there was flowers tucked into every crevice possible, a beautiful array of flowers taped to the top, George smiled, they'd practically emptied half the meadow for you.

"I'm going to keep this short" George starts after clearing his throat 

"Like Alex" Alexander says with a teary smile, as you'd always responded when George said that 

"Of course" George says as the other boys smile "(Y/N) was an incredible person, I'd always thought of her as a daughter and I'm going to miss her, a lot" he sighs softly as he places a hand on the coffin "I wish I'd told her in person.." he trails off gesturing for someone else to speak.  

"I've known (y/n) since before I even started tailoring, we'd play together while her father was fitted for his suits. Her dad was a kind man who always brought extras of whatever lunch her mum had packed, for her to share with me. it's easy to see where she got her kindness from, and she was so kind, she didn't care what kind of person someone was, if she could help them she was going too" hercules smiles softly "she'd helped me on too many occasions to count, whether it be needing a model for a dress or shooting someone who'd come up behind me.. see told you she'd help in anyway" he chuckled as his eyes laid sight on the coffin "I'm going to miss your pretty face (y/n).. although I'm sure I'll see you in my dreams soon enough" he smiles 

Laf was next, he approached the coffin and placed a hand on it tentatively, as I'd he was scared it would open suddenly "I am thankful everyday that I was brave the day we met ma Cherie.." he says quietly "since that day I've been thankful for you, your laugh your energy and your love. You've been an absolute light in our lives" he says softly as the other smile and nod "j'adore tu' he whispers quietly as he steps back so that Alex could step up 

"W-we fought the first day we met.. Nearly ended up shooting eachother, I'm so glad we didn't because the last three years have been the best, a-all you guys have made me so happy, I truly feel like there's somewhere I belong" alex says wiping away tears furiously, he WOULDNT cry, not again "(Y/N) came to share the room John and I had and from the very first night I could tell we'd be the best of friends, she didn't mind John and I staying up talking for hours, she was the one who started card games that ended in a pillow fight" he giggles as Washington sighs 

"You know how much trouble I got into because you woke up the general across the hall?" He chuckles 

"Yeah enough that we were on washing up duty for a week" John laughs "still worth it though" 

"Definitely" Alex smiles softly as he looks between the coffin and his friends "love you (y/n)" he whispers quietly as he steps back

John sighs softly "Is it wrong that I wish I'd been here?" He asks no one in particular "don't get me wrong, I'm glad I was there for her but I see it every time I close my eyes.." 

"Were here for you son" George says gently as he pats John's shoulder reassuringly 

"Like everyone's already said, she's incredible and it fucking sucks she's gone" John continues, he wasn't the best at public speaking, especially when he was upset "at first I was happy I wasn't going alone but now I wish it was me instead.." he says as the tears start to fall "it's so fucking unfair! Why do-"

"Hey" Alex says gently and hugs him tightly, the other three joining quickly, there was nothing they could do about you but they could be there for John and eachother and they'd get through it, they had to, for you. John pulls away after a few seconds and pulls something out of his coat 

"B-before she.. I wrote these letters for h-her, there's one for each of us, she signed then end of them" he explains and he hands out the letters for the others to read. They stood in silence as they read their letters. John had already heard them and knew his own inside out, he'd read it many times but that didn't stop the sting of tears in his eyes. He looked at the others, Alex and laf had both sat down to read theirs, knowing they wouldn't be able to stand. Hercules stood frozen as he got to the end of his letter, his fingers hovered over where your name was signed, he sighs softly, a small smile spread across his face as he read the stupid joke you'd made John add as a ps.

Washington read his letter slowly, he was already trying to keep in together, he couldn't break down in front of them. The others had never seem him cry before. Unfortunately his eyes had other plans, the tears freely flowing from his eyes as he finished. 

He was going to miss you terribly.