#hamilton cold war au

[hamilton-nuclear-au]

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[norris55s]

norris55s social media aus

a list of all my social media aus and works in progress.

i write for any driver included on the masterlist. you can make requests on my ask box, although it might take me a while!

lando norris

mastermind - the one where y/n kelce has a plan involving lando.

you're the only friend i need - the one where y/n and lando are (more than) platonic soulmates.

reputation series

reputation - the one where y/n has a big, bad reputation. this is why we can't have nice things - the one where y/n brings everyone their karma. call it what you want - the one where y/n wins.

the party series

a little party never killed nobody - the one where y/n and lando like to celebrate. party for two - the one where lando wants to have y/n all to himself. work in progress.

oscar piastri

the feels - the one where oscar is a big fan of y/n.

med school - the one where y/n is becoming a doctor, much to oscar's pride.

carlos sainz

forever - the one where y/n and carlos are a not so well kept secret.

lucky - the one where y/n likes horses, and carlos likes y/n.

i swear i don't love the drama (it loves me) - the one where y/n has had enough of people mistreating carlos, and she is letting the world know

charles leclerc

she devil - the one where y/n is charles' ice cold teammate, and she melts.

april fool's - the one where charles and y/n trick everyone into thinking their favorite couple broke up.

the summer i turned pretty

part one - the one where y/n is in love with charles, and arthur is in love with y/n. until charles confesses. part two - the one where y/n makes a choice and has to deal with the consequences.

max verstappen

we're on each other's team - the one where Y/N gives Max a run for his money.

finish line - the one where Y/N makes Max a champion.

the great war - the one where Y/N and Max survive the 2021 championship battle.

loml - the one where max and Y/N are each others' biggest loss.

lewis hamilton

coming soon...

logan sargeant

coming soon...

pato o’ward

just friends - the one where pato and his sister's best friend, y/n, are definitely not dating

arthur leclerc

the summer i turned pretty

part one - the one where y/n is in love with charles, and arthur is in love with y/n. until charles confesses. part two - the one where y/n makes a choice and has to deal with the consequences.

[ceo-of-lams]

i cooked up an au

basically, what if the Cold War resulted in a nuclear war, and Russia obliterated the US?

Also it's hamilton because yes

[presidentkittycherk]

the last verse of take your mask off is so hamburr coded you guys dint even know making a comic for it now (sense my computer cant handle another animatic for now.... emhehehehehe

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i just got an ask for more eliza and i really wish i had it in me for more hamilton angst are cuz jesus she is such a tragic character!!!!??? like

this is cold as fuck.????? the hamilton family dynamic kills me so so bad, i wish i was better at articulating their drama and pain cuz what a damn story it is.

i just thought it was funny cuz she has been on my mind the last few days and especially writing for my au like god damn you alexander. the 1700's equivalant of not gretting of the game for your bitch is not returing from war to stay with your pregnant wife.

[compacflt]

hey! seeing your post about iceman and hamilton reminded me of the 1812 au that you had posted about previously - do you mind sharing any of your thoughts on that, specifically Ice & Mav's reactions to the politics of war back then, before the US military and Navy were such huge institutions (in today's standards)? EDTS Ice & Mav are decidedly anti-war (more Ice than Mav I think), but would that same sentiment be true for them back then & how would Ice feel about war hawks like Calhoun & Clay? there's obviously a pretty big role that war plays in forming national identity, especially in early US history, and with external forces like impressment & embargoes & all of the international relations nightmares that came w/ early state building, I'm really interested in how that may have an impact on how Ice and Mav view military service and duty. I would love to read this fic if you're still planning on writing it (really I love to read everything that you write tbh) - also hope you are doing well!! 😊😊

hiya!! i hope you are also doing well!! I am not sure if im ever going to post the 1812 au to be honest—i would really love to but i think it would be so long it would have to be my first priority for a few months, and I’m not sure when I’d have time to do that. but i have it all planned out at least, so maybe we can compare notes.

So here are my notes.

IF i were to complete my 1812 AU… It would not be about Ice at all. Which is how I’d be able to stomach writing about Ice’s death. AND the characters would be very very different from the characters i wrote about in EDTS (i.e. confessed their love for each other way back in the 1770s). And what I want to tackle in this AU is exactly what your ask is about—duty to your fledgling country! Im interested in a version of TGM maverick who had to be away from the love of his life, on his deathbed, to serve the national interests of his country. *questionable* national interests, in TGM’s case, or *forgettable* national interests in the War of 1812’s case. The War of 1812 is sort of America’s forgotten war—its causes were nebulous & hard to rally around/understand today, and there were no real heroes until the end, unless if you count Andrew Jackson as a hero (i really try not to). So this would be a direct attack on the heroism we are presented with in TGM: what is mavericks mission really accomplishing in the grand scheme of things? Using the 1812 war, itself forgotten and largely irrelevant, as a meta backdrop for that question of heroism.

So—this version of Ice & Mav are: actual factual war heroes. Revolutionary war heroes who were genuinely educated & truly believed in the American experiment of representation & freedom from tyranny. Fighting the British 36 years apart. (Something i really really like & will take advantage of… the 36 years between 1776 and 1812 exactly equaling the 36 years between 1986 and 2022… it was meant to be.) They’ve spent their whole lives together in the romantic sense, in a world where they couldn’t live openly together but at a time when sexuality was also understood completely differently. But they have to be apart when Ice is dying because Maverick has been handed a mission, a duty, by the USG that he has to take care of. (Part of the reason I’m stalling on this project is because I don’t really know what that mission would be… something something naval warfare, something something Captain of the “USS Dagger…” but im a better romance writer than an action writer… idk how to come up with those plots at all. And I’m not super well-versed in EARLY naval warfare [I prefer wwii navy stuff] so idk how ships like sailed clippers & schooners etc actually work. That’s a completely different wheelhouse for me & is integral to a story like this, and fundamentally im kind of a lazy person who doesn’t put a lot of effort into research if I don’t have to)

the AU would be written in two parts—the warm summer of youth vs cold winter of old age. Confronting my own fear as an author of getting old & dying, tbh. What does it mean to be a hero and die of old age? Shouldn’t you want to die WHILE being a hero? Part one: 1776-1782 is… ice & maverick falling in love and dealing with goose’s death together and cementing their hero status in American naval history (like they do in the original top gun). Then part 2; 1812/1813… ice is retired from being the first USN commodore/secretary, but he’s dying and maverick has to choose between being with his de facto husband in his last days VERSUS being out at sea, serving his country, but for a war that he (a bit metaphysically, to serve my metaphorical aims) knows will be forgotten. He can be a hero or he can be there for the love of his life but he can’t do both. Duty & sacrifice. Ice persuades him it’s time to let go, maverick goes out to sea, and then ice dies while he’s at sea. & the 1812 war was kind of forgotten, and their love will never be known by history because they were two men, so what was that sacrifice really for? Shouldn’t he have been home with ice?

Which leads me to: I am also slightly interested in an interpretation of the TGM mission as a possible su*cide attempt on mav’s part, post-ice’s death. Trying to die a hero. So, there’s that. That would be in it as well.

Some issues: that’s pretty simple & i submitted a 4k short story with this exact premise (1776 war hero has to choose between one last shot at heroism in 1812 vs staying with his male lover at the end of his life) to one of my writing workshops last semester and they loved it. But, by god, does it get 10x more complicated once you add Bradley to the mix. It’s ALWAYS made it more complicated & it’s why I’ve had so much pain trying to edit EDTS over the last 8 months (as you know). Because LETS PLEASE BE REAL TGM did NOT give me much to go on there. Like the emotional turn that is I think SUPPOSED to happen in the scene where ice and mav talk in TGM—I don’t understand it & I think that scene was only written for fanservice because it serves no purpose in the story and I’m not sure what emotion we’re supposed to take away from it. Maverick says “please send me ice, don’t ask me to send someone else to die,” (is he asking ice’s permission??) and ice DOESNT actually answer that request, doesn’t even acknowledge it; he says, in a COMPLETE AND UTTER NON SEQUITUR, “It’s time to let go.” Maverick says, “yeah I know,” so what does that actually mean? Who is he letting go??? Bradley??? Goose??? ice himself??? Is ice giving mav permission to go or not???? It’s so vague it means absolutely nothing, and i have no idea what ice’s emotional/story purpose in TGM is except to bail mav out of sticky situations and nostalgia purposes, and don’t even get me STARTED on how out-of-character it was for MAVERICK (guy who hates having his papers pulled from the Academy) to pull Bradley’s papers from the Academy in TGM, both of which are why ive struggled so much trying to fit Ice into the mav/Bradley narrative of betrayal & loss etc. And in a two-shot piece where all those years in between are kind of skipped over… idk. I feel like I would sort of have to sacrifice the Bradley storyline for the overarching icemav duty-sacrifice-heroism theme. With WWGATTAI, i was KIND of able to do both, but only after MULTIPLE rounds of very very intense editing & like 50k words of rewrites and even then it’s kind of awkward so… idk. For a quick two-shot like this I’d have to pick. I don’t have the energy to write another 50-100k reinterpreting that story all over again lol

So to answer your question it would be way less about the actual weird politics of the 1812 war and more about providing a place for me to get into mav’s emotions dealing with ice’s death and the historical implications of a mission like that, kind of glossed over in the movie … though this ice & mav are veterans of the XYZ affair / battles with the Tripoli pirates, so that probably affects how they see things… but mostly, duty is still duty & orders are still orders, but sometimes following orders means sacrificing what little time left you have with your family… following the TGM timeline where ice only has about 2 weeks left to live from Mach 9.

So, pros of the 1812 au: lots of the purple prose poetic writing i shamefully really like. Icemav open and honest with each other from the very start ❤️. Dealing with the themes and emotional consequences of ice’s death finally. Focusing only on mav instead of only on ice. Penny & sarah in a lesbian relationship. Some discussion of the cyclical nature of queer history (i.e. we’ve always been here making history and we always will be). Mav finding reasons to live after ice is gone.

Cons of the 1812 au and why I’m hesitant to really get invested in writing it: don’t know much about pre-diesel naval warfare so can’t come up with the technical action elements of the plot & too lazy to do that much research. I have a sailing license, so I know like… knots and rigging and mainsail vs jib/genoa/spinnaker and sloop vs schooner etc, but i do NOT know anything about THAT kind of sailing. Warship sailing, tactics, “dogfighting” equivalents, etc. Also: would probably have to sacrifice the whole “getting Bradley kicked out of the academy-equivalent” storyline, just to make the story less complicated. Not sure how much of the original ice and maverick the story would retain as a result. Also: i know wayyy more about the early national period (1776-1800) than anything after about 1808, but even then the last time i was really into this period of history was my freshman year of high school, so i can’t necessarily claim to know what im talking about when it comes to the intricacies of the early American state (as i think is pretty obvious here). Also too lazy to do that much research.

But, here are some notes/snippets etc if you would like. they’re solidly 6 months old now & unedited & largely unresearched, just throwing words on the wall in writing phase one, but whatever

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my fanfictions for hamilton, a good girls guide to murder, twenty one pilots and nevermoor. wips and collaborations included. fic request rules and masterlist.

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key ⛤

happy/fluffy: 🩵

sad/angsty: ❤️‍🔥

hurt/comfort: ❤️‍🩹

romance: 🩷

gen: 🧸

longfic: 📖

finished: ⭐️

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hamilton: an american musical ⛤

It’s Only A Matter Of Time - A Hamilton watches Hamilton fic 📖⭐️❤️‍🩹

when they surround our troops ❤️‍🔥🧸

then a hurricane came ❤️‍🔥🧸

take a break ❤️‍🩹🩵

and his right hand man… ❤️‍🔥🧸

she was holding me ❤️‍🩹🧸

the great war ❤️‍🔥🩷

achilles, come down ❤️‍🔥

steal into my affections 🩵🩷

je m’appelle… lafayette? ❤️‍🩹📖

the fact that you’re alive is a miracle ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

fools who run their mouths off wind up dead ❤️‍🔥

my father wasn’t around ❤️‍🩹

philip, you would like it uptown ❤️‍🔥

i may not live to see our glory… ❤️‍🔥

an outrageous demand ❤️‍🔥

stay alive ❤️‍🩹🩷

my dearest, angelica ❤️‍🔥🩷

to convince you that i love you ❤️‍🔥🩷

lams (taylor’s version) 🩵❤️‍🔥🩷📖

but this situation’s helpless ❤️‍🔥

“but now this room is spinning…” ❤️‍🩹

“i’ll call out your name, but you won’t call back” ❤️‍🔥

“like crying out in empty rooms, with no one there except the moon” ❤️‍🔥🩷

me in your sweater, you said it looked better on me than it did you 🩵🩷

baby it’s cold outside ❤️‍🩹🩷

“for all the love i’ve found in you, i’ll be forever grateful baby” 🩵🩷

i haven’t slept in a week ❤️‍🔥

ink and tears ❤️‍🔥

i don’t know where i’m going either, but isn’t this better? 🩵🩷

maybe you’re better off on my own. ❤️‍🔥

you can hear it in the silence ❤️‍🔥🩷

blessed be the mystery of love 🩵🩷

the entire exposé (inspired and written in the universe of @jittyjames’ series the price of his war) ❤️‍🔥

my world is burning (inspired and written in the universe of @jittyjames’ series the price of his war) ❤️‍🔥

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a good girls guide to murder ⛤

like mother, like daughter ❤️‍🔥

you’re the one who disappears ❤️‍🔥📖

“i will not let anyone take away what’s standing in front of me” 🩵🩷

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nevermoor ⛤

in the smallest of moments 🩵🩷

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twenty one pilots ⛤

lying here just crying ❤️‍🩹🧸

why no one ever comes back with details from beyond 📖⭐️❤️‍🔥

dissasociate (i'm navigating my head) ❤️‍🩹

it's a good day ❤️‍🔥

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wips ⛤

achilles, come down (hamilton, last two works in the series still need to be written)

je m’appelle… lafayette? (hamilton, one chapter left to be written)

lams (taylor’s version) (hamilton, a few chapters left to be written, unsure if it will be finished)

you’re the one who disappears (agggtm, unsure if it will be finished, or when)

judas’ death (jcs angst)

untitled (hamilgang liminal spaces au)

so big/so small (so big/so small from deh but hamilton and his ma)

bloom like rose thorns (a hamilton longfic that may or may not ever be finished)

rewrite of 'i wish i could say that was the last time' and ‘call me son one more time'

baby don’t cut (lams angst based off of a song with the same name)

untitled (the purge hamilton au)

untitled (psych ward/mental asylum hamilton au)

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i'll write any genre other than smut, and angst/whump is my absolute favourite. any AUs you could think of, literally anything, i'm not picky!

i won't write romanticised abuse, non/con, or anything like that. that's not to say that my fics can't have dark aspects, but i won't romanticise any of that.

on that, i'm not going to write any non/con, romanticised or not

also, i won't write omegaverse, nor will i write y/n or self insert fics. nothing wrong with those genres, i just don't write them!

[outoftheblue-if]

Out of the Blue IF — A Regency Romance

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Out of the Blue is a romance/mystery/fantasy interactive fiction set in Regency Era England for anyone (like me) who is obsessed with Jane Austen and other period dramas, and always dreamed of being transported into that world to find romance and intrigue.

It’s also just a lighthearted project I’m working on to practice my writing skills and get familiar with Twine as a platform for other interactive fiction projects that I have in the works. Definitely a WIP, so characters and plot might change throughout.

Coding | Tags | FAQ

You are a university student struggling to find the motivation to finish your degree as the world seems to be falling apart around you, when you find yourself transported to what appears to be Regency Era England. With no idea how you got there or how you can get back, you are at the mercy of the fates. Given the probability of being classified insane if you reveal your true origins, you decide to feign amnesia. Lucky for you, a wealthy couple decides to take pity on you and take you in.

Will you be able to keep your secret hidden from your new friends, or risk ending up in an asylum? Will you conform to the expectations of regency society, or show regency society what a modern person is like? Will you solve the mystery of how you ended up there and find your way back home, or perhaps decide that you’d much rather stay?

Fully customisable character - name, gender, pronouns, appearance, sexuality, background, studies ++

Character driven story with choices that matter

Try to solve the mystery of your time travel

Romance - romance any of five different love interests, two male, two female and one non-binary

Friendship - build friendships and meet new people

Explore an AU England in the 1800s

Isobel Claymoore [she/her] | Portrait | Playlist |

Isobel resides at Oakley Estate with her father, who runs the local coal mines. Being the daughter of a man whose fortunes were acquired through trade, she is not widely accepted amongst the higher class society, and her reputation is only made worse by her being an unmarried woman in her thirties. At first glance, Isobel appears to be cold and haughty; a proud woman who has little interest in you, but as you spend more time around her, you might discover there is more to her than meets the eye.

Maximillian “Max” Winthrope [they/them or he/him] | Portrait | Playlist |

Max is the eldest son to Lord Charrington, the Earl of Charrington, and thus the heir to both title and land. He is upbeat, frivolous and a bit of a flirt, and people aren’t quite sure what to make of him. Although he seems to be cheerful and unconcerned, you can’t help but feel like he’s holding something back. Will you discover what lies behind his careless facade? 

Richard Winfield [he/him] | Portrait | Playlist |

Richard is a Captain of the Royal Navy, just returned from the Napoleonic Wars to his childhood home to visit his brother and his wife at their new abode. Though he has made a name for himself, and amassed a sizeable fortune, his deepest desire is to find a spouse to start a family, and build a home, with, but he seems to be caught up on the past. He is suspicious of your intentions and sceptical of the credibility of your story. Will you be able to change his opinion of you and help him move on from his past?

William Taylor [he/him] | Portrait | Playlist |

William is a local farmer who struggles to get by while raising his two children by himself since his wife disappeared. Given that William and his son are the ones who found you and helped you, you feel like you should repay him somehow, but William seems to take an immediate dislike to you and wants nothing to do with you. Will you be able to weed out the story behind his harsh, biting shell and worm your way into his fortified heart?

Clara Amelia Hamilton [she/her] | Portrait | Playlist |

Clara is the daughter of one of the wealthiest families in Charrington, the Hamiltons of Ainsley Park. She comes from a life of comfort and privilege, seemingly lacking in nothing. Being cheerful and outgoing, she is well liked and generally always surrounded by people, so why does she feel so bored? Will you help her find some sense of purpose in her life, and possibly fill that void in her heart?

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✨ 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐬 (𝐁𝐋𝐅𝐅 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞)✨

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[hamilton-nuclear-au]

Characters I designed so far!

[dcbutinamrev]

Y'all. Title choices are hard. So, which line from the lams letters do you all prefer I use for my lams royal au fic?

This is the summary (or what I have come up with):

Prince Alexander Hamilton isn't your typical prince. A bright young boy who should be more fully focused in politics and his home's government and be more concerned about his people, rather finds himself entertained with books and poetry. Something unusal indeed for one who's about to become crowned King. King of Nevis. Over the years, Hamilton swears to himself never to befriend anyone, for he fears he may loose them.

But that changes when he meets a soldier from America, a South Carolinian to be exact, stranded on the island's shores, unconcious. Hamilton nurses the soldier back to health, Hamilton couldn't help but break his promise and finds himself admiring the young, reckless and brave soldier. But when Laurens learns the war still rages on in America, he is desperate to continue his way to France to secure his loan and supplies and hopes to bring the war to an end and puts his desires behind. But Hamilton refuses. He clings onto Laurens as much as he can, for he is indeed the only friend he has. For there's nothing in this world, but him.

Which do you all think would fit best for this fic?

Between Duty and Inclination

Unalterable Setiments (I think I misspelled that)

Cold In My Professions

Will Relate to You

That I Were A Demosthenes

My Friendship and My Pride

[transrevolutions]

For the ask game: Hamilton, Burr, and Enjoloras.

(Note: For Hamilton and Burr, I will be using the characters from the Hamilton musical. All Modern AU.)

Hamilton:

Realistic Headcanon- Hamilton is an English major, and he's obnoxiously pretentious about it. Granted, he's not trying to be pretentious, he'll just start talking about diction and narrator prose and whatever and anyone around him will just be like "hey man slow down for one fucking minute I can't even understand you". He minors in American History and he's always pissed off about some historical event or other and likes to learn about all the ~scandalous happenings~. He'll be laughing to himself because Mrs. So-and-so cheated on Mr. So-and-so while he was away at war sometime in 1812.

Unrealistic Headcanon- Hamilton is good friends with Angelica first, and when he meets Eliza he has no idea that the two of them are sisters. One day he starts gushing to Angelica about that cute girl over at the coffee shop, I should ask for her number and Angelica's like "you mean Eliza? My younger sister?" and he's never felt such absolute terror in his entire life.

Painful Headcanon- Hamilton doesn't like to talk about his past, because his mother died, his town got ravaged by a hurricane, and he had to leave the country he'd grown up in. He's done everything he can to distance himself from it, and he's cut that side of himself out entirely.

Headcanon That Contradicts Canon- Hamilton has a weird crush on Burr even though the two initially didn't and still pretty much do not get along. They have a bit of a toned down Petra (Burr) and Selene (Hamilton) from We Must Be Killers vibe.

Burr:

Realistic Headcanon: Burr has the misfortune of being Hamilton's roommate at university. It's an extremely volatile situation. Burr's a stoic law major who prides himself on taking the high road and not stooping, Hamilton's a caffeine-crazed English major and USH nerd who will regularly trash the dorm room looking for something and have absolutely no remorse.

Unrealistic Headcanon: Burr loves Les Miserables, but misses the entire point of the story. He thinks it's about "the foolishness of youth" and how you have to "work hard to get anything in life" and "follow the law or else there are consequences". Yes, I know actual people who think this is the point of Les Mis. (His favorite character is Javert.)

Painful Headcanon: Burr grew up in a very old-fashioned family, his grandfather was an extremely dogmatic and conservative pastor, his mother was a college professor, and his father owned a successful family business. "Children should be seen and not heard" was the law of the land, and Burr represses his own ambitions and emotions precisely because, growing up, he'd get punished if he didn't. He comes off as very cold and aloof, but he's really just got a Lot of internalized shit to work through.

Headcanon That Contradicts Canon: Burr really really REALLY REALLY does not want to parent Theo Jr. the way his family parented him, but he doesn't know how else to raise a kid, so he ends up having to turn to Hamilton to ask for advice. It's horrifically embarrassing for him, and while Philip and Theo get along great, he's not so sure his old roommate's wild child is exactly the best influence on his responsible, studious little girl.

Enjolras:

Realistic Headcanon: Enjolras is aromantic asexual, full stop. He is not into guys, and he's not into girls, and he's not into anyone anywhere in between. He just doesn't feel the feelings and doesn't get the point. Sometimes he can come off as really insensitive to other peoples' love lives (his advice is usually in the realm of "why can't you just stay friends?") but honestly, it just irritates him. Companies are pumping fossil fuels into the atmosphere at astronomical rates, and Courfeyrac's new friend is gushing about the cute girl down the road?? Really?!!?! Enjolras is also autistic and that has nothing to do with what I just said, but it's another realistic headcanon that demands to be included.

Unrealistic Headcanon: Enjolras is a cat person, he really really likes cats, after graduating high school he has at least one cat at all times. He always rescues them as adults from his local animal shelter, and they are always named after some obscure historical philosopher or revolutionary figure. It's a bit of a running joke and people who Don't Get It will be like "why the fuck is your cat Robespierre named after a bloodthirsty evil dictator" and poor Enjolras will have to sit down, take a deep breath, explain the entirety of Thermidorian propaganda, and basically act as a defense lawyer for a guy who lived 200 years ago. (I may or may not be bitter about the whole Robespierre-evil-dictator thing, especially cause it has no real basis in historical evidence and makes no sense whatsoever once you poke at it a bit. Please can we pick on like, Collot D'Herbois or Tallien or something.)

Painful Headcanon: Enjolras's mental health is usually not great. He'll look like he's fine, on the outside, he's in a holding pattern that works, for the most part, but internally he's a mess. He has a deep-seated distrust of any sort of authority, which could be from his complicated childhood, could be just an innate thing, or some of both. He also holds himself to a bit of a double standard, as in while he believes every human being has the right to fair treatment and a good life by virtue of being born, he doesn't include himself in that statement. He thinks that he, and only he, has to justify the resources he takes up by existing. That gets combined with the fact that he's very, very angry at the world but still believes humanity has the capacity for so much good. Put this all together, and you get this: he dreams of a perfect world, where everyone's free and equal and happy and there is no war or oppression or squalor. He does not see himself in that picture.

Headcanon That Contradicts Canon: Background information for this one- you may or may not know that I have a million fucking drafts of ghost AUs involving Les Amis that I've never fleshed out or published because of how shamelessly self-indulgent they are. When it's Modern AU Enjolras's turn to be the ghost in a ghost AU, he's always the funniest/saddest ghost ever. Depending on the tone of the AU, he's either a frustrated ball of pent-up irritation who is in massive denial and just tries to act like he's still alive or he's very quiet and withdrawn and sad and tries to patch up the damage his absence is doing while being very privately broken. In the first one, he'll bug Combeferre to update his Twitter and Combeferre will sigh and say your Twitter already says you're dead you can't just randomly start updating it and Enjolras will blow out a lightbulb because well who got on my Twitter and told everyone I was dead anyways? Who was it Combeferre? In the second one, he's very careful to make sure everyone knows that it's not their fault, especially not yours, R, and he'll fix little inconveniences around their places, like with appliances or fussy window shades. He does not want to be an inconvenience. He just misses them. Ironically, usually one of them will have to comfort him.

[ff15trashgoldenslumbers]

I don't know if you're open to request but..Can I please request a Lunyx Fluffy story? If you know Hamilton's helpless, the vibe of it is something like that. Where Luna get teased by Gentiana, Ravus, The reader from of an Oracle and a Muse(which I love it btw) due to the fact she seems really happy and act a bit different when she's around Nyx. Thank you and I hope I didn't bother you with it.

As a both a Hamilton and FFXV I shall do my best to handle this with care! This is kinda an AU where everyone lives and the city was never destroyed.

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“Look at her.”

“I am.”

“No like look at your sister.” You argued with Ravus. While he and your beloved were often at each other’s throats, the two decide to be decent to each other throughout all of these parties leading up to your wedding in a month. 

Ravus looked up from whatever he was doing at the moment to look at his sister over the balcony on the side of the room where she was supposed to be assisting with the set up of tonight’s party but was fawning over something other.

“This wouldn’t be a problem if you didn’t assign that man to her.” He replied turning back to the papers in hand.

“Ravus, if I didn’t she’d be so sad. I can’t stand to see her so sad, like a puppy.” You stated. “You weren’t there when everything went down, they were made for each other.”

“I assume that that was your meddling once we return you all to Insomnia.” 

You thought back to that party, it was more of a “We didn’t die, and the Empire is no more” type of a party, but you couldn’t take it. All the longing glances of the two. Nyx was trying to be so cool and collected, and poor Lunafreya turned the most beautiful shade of red anytime he was near and would stumble over all her words.

Lunafreya had confessed in you later that night when you suddenly left her side and pointedly made your way to Nyx she was so nervous, unsure of what your next move was going to be. When you had taken the man’s arm and then moved him to the dance floor she was even more worried, but that was short-lived when she suddenly felt someone take her arm.

“Y/N is good at this.” One of your friends, Amor had giggled upon taken the Oracles arm. All of your friends had immediately taken to Lunafreya, providing her with the friendships she often had to forego. 

“Where are we going?”

Amor gave a giggle, “We’re about to change your life.”

Both Lunafreya could respond, she found herself suddenly before yourself and the man. She felt herself go into a cold sweat, as she stared at the tall man before her, looking so different outside his standard uniform. This one was a little more dressed up and hung to him tightly and rather nicely, it was tailored to every inch of his body.

“I’m sure you know of the Oracle Lunafreya Nox Fleuret.” You smiled, your cat little grin never leaving your face, as you stared directly into Lunafreya’s eyes, certain that you were more staring into her soul than anything else. “My sister.”

“Sister?” Nyx inquired.

Lunafreya felt like she was suddenly restarted, “Thank you for your service.”

Nyx bowed softly a smile that reached his eyes as he rose, “It may have taken a war for us to meet, but it was worth it.”

Lunafreya felt her mouth go dry, only to hear a rush of music. 

“I’m sure that my sister would love a dance.” You replied moving beside Lunafreya as you nudged her with your hip into Nyx.

“It would be an honor.” Nyx smiled leading the Oracle to the dance floor unaware of the audience that was now watching them.

“What are you up to?” Ravus inquired.

“Nothing.”

“It would seem that you’re attempting to play cupid.”

You gave a coyish giggle looking to the man, “I have no idea what you could be on about High Commander.”

“Will you vouch for this man?” Ravus asked.

You looked to the dance floor, the way the two looked at each other was the same look that you and Noctis had given each other in each picture that Prompto had taken of the two of you dancing.

“Yes.” You replied without hesitation. “Is that all right with you?”

Ravus looked towards the two on the floor, “I would have to believe you, you have taken care of our sister.”

“Our sister?”

Ravus gave a rare smile, “It would appear that I have two younger sisters.”

After that, anytime Lunafreya was within the Citadel or you went to visit her, you were absolutely certain that Nyx was on staff and always assigned him to Oracle. You watched the relationship bloom rather beautifully, you only had to meddle as Ravus called it, only a handful of times, but other than that it seemed to be a storybook romance.

That’s why you had Noctis reassign Nyx to work in Tarabene at the Lucian Embassy and work closer to the Oracle, the guy always seemed to give his everything to Lunafreya, and if you a commoner could marry a prince why wouldn’t a guard marry a princess, of sorts.

You loved seeing Lunafreya so happy, “I wouldn’t be surprised if the next wedding would be their’s.”

“Excuse me!” Ravus called, rather loudly.

“There you are.”

Both yourself and Ravus turned to Noctis flanked by Ignis, you immediately stepped over pressing a kiss to your future husband’s cheek.

“Done with your meetings, Sweetie?” You asked taking his hand.

“Yeah, we’re going to go get something to eat,” Noctis replied, his eyes to Ravus, even though Noctis knew you could take of yourself, he still found it slightly comforting to have someone with you, even if that someone was Ravus.

“Would you care to join us, High Commander?” Ignis offered on behalf of Noctis.

“As inviting as that sounds, I have other manners to see to.” Ravus stated, “I am certain that Lunafreya wouldn’t mind taking my seat.”

As you all moved to gather Lunafreya and Nyx below you were surprised to find Ravus approach Nyx, the man used his intimating height and that dual-colored glare to the man before him.

“Ravus?” Lunafreya inquired clearly confused at her brother’s behavior so suddenly.

“Be true,” Ravus stated, and without another word, that man whisked himself away to handle whatever business he needed to handle.

Leaving the room silent before you began to giggle, which quickly turned into loud laughter as you doubled over trying to get the tears to stop. Yet each time you tried to explain your laughter it just would cause you to laugh harder.

When it came to love like this, you had first-hand experience at how helpless it was to fight it.

[daisylincs]

WIP Folder Game

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and interests you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!  ← part of my trick or treat now :D

Thank you so much for the tag, @eowima​​! You know, I think we should officially update you to the role of clairvoyant or something, lmao, because you won’t believe how well this fits into my ~master plan.~ (I’ll explain in a second, lol.) 

But before I start, um... letmeapologiseinadvancefortheshitshowthatisabouttofollow. My WIPs folder is, er, simply put, a mess. Chaos. A nightmare. 

I have an explanation!! I’ve always loved fanfiction and fandoms, and I’ve spent many happy years reading other people’s things - but I’ve never actually been inspired to create something myself. I don’t know, I always had tremendous respect for the creators who were already out there, but I never felt the inclination to join them, you know? 

Then I started watching AoS this lockdown, and... well, let’s just say that everything changed. For the first time ever, I woke up in the middle of the night and I had a fic idea, one that was demanding to be written down if I ever wanted to sleep a wink again.

And the more I got into the fandom, the more the fic ideas kept coming, until there was a point where I couldn’t read or watch anything without thinking, “ooh, AoS AU!!” So... into the WIPs folder it went. And as you can well imagine, there’s a lot there now. Like, a lot. 

Fitzsimmons was the ship that gave me my first fic idea, so of course there’s stuff for them. Then Huntingbird is the ship that actually pulled me completely and wholeheartedly into the fic verse. And then, of course, Staticquake, the ship that actually got me past my but I’m not good enough fears and, er, got me completely obsessed. I am still not over that.

And last but definitely not least - and, actually, you’re to thank for this, Océane, because it’s your fic that got me hooked on these two awkwardorable idiots - my brain decided that, you know what, if I’m going to write now anyway, I want to do Spideychelle.

So that’s the (long) story of me and my chaotic WIPs folder, and now with no further ado, I’m going to jump right in and give you a list of titles. *coughs* I am, however, going to put a cut here, because... well, you’ll see why. *cringes*

Key: 

💜 - Staticquake

💖 - Huntingbird

💚 - Fitzsimmons

🍋 - Dekesy

💗 - Pipsy

🤍 - Dousy

💕 - Skimmons

🧡 - Quakerider

💞 - Simmorse

🤎 - Mackelena

💙 - Platonic/Family Centric

❤️ - Spideychelle 

💘 - Clintasha

* - a series

(Ones with two or more hearts mean that all these ships feature prominently.) 

The List:

💜.  A Hero’s Reward

💜.  and i risk it all for this life we share

💜.  Angsty Post-Hive Recovery Fic

💜. barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song

💜. Best Friends But She’s In A Bad Relationship AU

💜. Bittersweet What-If Fic

💜. Blow Us All Away*

💜. Childhood Friends Fic

💜. darling just dive right in

💜. darling just kiss me slow

💜. don’t ask me where i’ve been, or what i’m gonna do (just know that i’m here with you) 

💜. every day in between

💜. Fairytale (Sleeping Beauty) AU

💜. Fake Dating Partyfic

💜. Flower Shop AU

💜. good old shake ‘n bake

💜. Grieving Fic

💜. High School AU Idea

💜. Hive Toilet Fic

💜. Hospital Fluff & Flirting AU

💜. Hotel Room AU

💜. i live for you (soulmates AU)

💜. i never knew you were the someone waiting for me

💜.  i’ll find my way through night and day

💜. just let your heart be free (you’ve got a friend in me)

💜. lights will guide you home

💜. Mission/Partners Fic

💜. Modern Royalty Fic

💜. Musical (West Side Story) AU

💜. Not That Girl Anymore

💜. PDA

💜. Pitch Perfect AU

💜. Post-Hive Pregnancy Fic

💜. put that body on me

💜. Rain Fic

💜. Red Thread

💜. Regency AU: Marriage of Convenience

💜. Regency AU: Arranged Marriage

💜. remember that with every piece of you

💜. Rom-Com AU

💜. Royalty Shenanigans Fic

💜. S3 AU - Daisy, Inhuman Leader

💜. S3 AU - Lincoln With SHIELD All Along

💜. Shake ‘n Bake: A YouTube Romance

💜. Skaters AU

💜. Sky’s the Limit*

💜. Snowed In Fic

💜. so baby i’m alright, with just a kiss goodnight

💜. some dreams do come true

💜. Soul Realm

💜. Soulmark AU

💜. Stardust AU

💜. Stranded-Somewhere-Cold Ficlet

💜. The Daughter of Thunder and Lightning

💜. the earth shook and the sky flashed

💜. took my heart upon a one-way trip

💜. TV Show AU

💜. Ward-Confrontation AU

💜. Watching Hamilton AU

💜. What-Ifs*

💜. you’d be the one i was meant to find

💜💙. Lincoln & The Team Bonding Fic

💜💙. MayLincoln Friendship Fic

💜💙. The Secret Warriors

💚. Academy Era Rom-Com

💚. Ah Crap My Ex Just Walked In AU

💚. Alya Fluff and First Words Fic

💚. Angsty Hair ficlet 

💚. Cute Family Zoo Prompt

💚. lunch break

💚. Second Child Fluff and First Words Fic

💚. Soulmate AU

💚. The Perfect Fairytale*

💚. The Team Ships It

💚💜. Fluffy Best Friends Idea

💚💜. ooh, la la la*

💚💙.  AoS Frozen AU

💚💙. FitzsimmonsSparks Fic 

💚💙. Us Against The World

💚💜💙. AoS Harry Potter AU

💖. Al Birthday Fic 

💖. always the same pattern, love

💖. blonde

💖. meet me half-way

💖. rollercoaster

💖. Soulmate AU

💖. The Blue Door (Notting Hill AU)

💖. the ride

💖. when did it all fall to pieces (can’t we build it back)

💚💖. Best Friends’ Wedding AU

💚💖. The Holiday AU 

💚💜💖💙. No Hive AU

💚💜💖💙. Post-3x10 Who Owes Who Fic

🍋. Angst/Introspection Fic

🍋. Beach Fic

🍋. Coffee Shop AU

🍋. Concert Canon Divergence Fic

🍋. Drunk Kiss Fic

🍋. Mission Kiss Canon Divergence Fic

🍋. Singers AU

💚🍋. Fluff and Teasing Fic

💚🍋. (Not A) Double Date

💗. ’cause you’re out of this world

💗. Coffee Shop/Baristas AU

💗. High School AU/Sleepover Fic

💗. Walls Come Down Fic

🤍. Affectionate Arguments/Take Care Of Yourself Fic

🤍. Danny Boy & Quake*

🤍. getting to know you, getting to know all about you

🤍. T Birthday Fic

🤍💚. Teasing/Introspection Fic    

💞. Birdie Birthday Fic

💞. Bodyguard AU

💞. Roommates/Best Friends AU

💞. you’re just my cup of tea

🧡. Abby Birthday Fic

🧡. it’s a better place since you came along

🧡. Reluctantly Perfect

🧡. Scarlet Birthday Fic

🧡💚. well that works    

💕. Coming Out Fic

💕. S1 Crush Fic

💕. you’ll be my lady

🤎. Childhood Best Friends AU

🤎. Church Camp AU

🤎. Giorgia Birthday Fic

🤎. Soulmates AU

🤎. then through the shadows, your light appears

💚💜💖🤎. Shippy Team Mistletoe Fic

💚💜💖🤎. Shippy Team Snowfic

💚💜💖🤎💙. Soft Family Fic from Chloe Interview

❤️. Ah Crap My Ex Just Walked In AU

❤️. Arranged Marriage AU

❤️. cute clueless moron

❤️. Cute, Dorky Friendship Idea

❤️. Fake Dating Friends to Lovers

❤️. Media Nonsense Fic

❤️. Michelle Jones, Agent of SHIELD

❤️. Michelle Jones, Inhuman

❤️. Océane Birthday Fic

❤️. oh, when you kiss me

❤️. Secret Santa Fic

❤️. Secret Santa Thank-You Ficlet

❤️. Spideychelle Week Day 5 - Roommates AU

❤️. Spideychelle Week Day 6 - Enemies to Lovers

❤️. Spideychelle Week Day 7 - Only One Bed

❤️. Teach Me To Fight, Parker

❤️💚. heads on a science apart

💘. Bobbi Birthday Fic

💘. 5 Times The Avengers Played Matchmaker, and 1 Time It Worked (Sort Of)

💘. Jade Arrow

💘. Natalia

💘. Roommates AU

💙. all the stars in the skye

💙. blue-eyed

💙. FitzDaisy Recovery Fic

💙. Happy Family Holiday Fic

💙. JemmaDaisy Friendship Fic

💙. see the line where the skye meets the sea

💙. Soft-Fluffy Philindaisy Tickle Fic

💙.untitled angst war fic

💜🤍💗🍋🧡💕💙. day’s eye      

(and that’s not even it. I haven’t even made documents for all the birthday fics. *crawls into a hole to die*)

So yeah, I’m completely insane and I’m probably going to be here for the next ten years trying to write all this lot and also I tag @ohwriteiforgot​​, @aleksandrachaev​​, @everythingirl44​​, @que-mint-tea, @anxiouslynumbme, @springmagpies​, @besidemethewholedamntime​, @infinitestarsintheskye​, @libbyweasley​, @a-biochemist-not-a-bird​, @nazezdha321​, @sadtunes​ and @here-for-huntingbird​, if any of you guys want to do this!

[mimsiical]

dcmk secret santa: black org!saguru

hi @sagurus, i was your dcmk secret santa this year! here is the playlist i made for your black org!saguru. (playlist icon included at link.)

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annotated playlist under the cut. i used the names saguru and armagnac for him interchangeably.

1. scared of the dark (feat. XXXTENTACION) -- lil wayne, ty dolla $ign

okay so, this song is obviously from spiderman: into the spiderverse and it is probably my favorite track from that movie. there is something so intensely sorrowful about this song. there’s no choice offered by this song; there’s no room fear. also -- i don’t think armagnac fears death. i think he considers it more or less inevitable, as he doesn’t find there to be much chance of him succeeding.

so: he can’t be afraid. he embraces his choice, and he lives with what it leaves him with. darkness is his only comfort... at least until kaito comes along.

2. five years -- david bowie

i always considered this song something of a grief-stricken love letter to humanity. there’s a couple layers here. first -- the sense of being an onlooker, an outsider looking through the windows at the complex beauty of people. the narrator of the song is literally a space alien; he sees all of this knowing he isn’t truly a part of it.

secondly -- i never thought i’d need so many people -- that’s 100% for armagnac thinking he could suffer alone and then die alone, and instead ending up with his plans ruined because people love him now. the song’s narrator is also tugged at by pained longing for one specific person, and so is armagnac.

3. joke’s on you -- charlotte lawrence

this song is posed as a bad breakup song, and i have a whole thing for conflicts being portrayed through breakup songs because it’s just delightful fun (see: hamilton and the war being shown thru the king singing his heinous perspective as if it was a breakup). so, this is a song for armagnac and the black org.

my heart's gone bad, now it won't beat for you / you had your laugh, now i won't play the fool [...] baby, if i had to choose? the joke’s on you.

4. hurt -- johnny cash

oof, when i think about guilt and the marrow-deep feeling of being a bad person who ruins even the kindest and gentlest of things, this is the song i think about. guilt and regret and grief and a dose of hopelessness for good measure. while kaito knows who armagnac is and what he’s done in your au, it’s always been my impression that armagnac has the sense of being a bad, broken person entrenched in him.

basically -- he’s an essentially good person who has been forced to do awful things, and that takes a long, long time to untangle and recover from. poor broken-hearted boy. he has a lot of damage, and he doesn’t feel great about dragging kaito deeper into his mess, regardless of kaito’s willingness.

5. bury a friend -- billie eilish

what do you want from me? / why don't you run from me? / what are you wondering? / what do you know? / why aren't you scared of me? / why do you care for me?

for saguru and kaito...

my limbs all froze and my eyes won't close [...] when we all fall asleep, where do we go?

...and for armagnac and sherry.

6. mercy -- tv on the radio

this one is all for saguru. basically every line of it, lol. i tried relistening for a specific line and just -- all of them. but especially have mercy, love. kaito has a damaged fragile heart cupped in his hands.

7. tessellate -- ellie goulding

just a good sexy tune for having a dangerous lover.

8. little black submarines -- the black keys

mournful and melancholy but also goes so hard. i have seen this song performed in concert and the energy when the electric guitar comes in was incredible and intense as hell. this one is less for specific lyrics and more for the vibes of the yearning and intensity and grief and ENERGY. an unstoppable force, slowed but not halted. love it.

9. shark -- oh wonder

a song that’s all for sagukai, because they deserve to love and they deserve to be loved.

10. howlin’ for you -- the black keys

i think what i like best about this song is the implicit story about what kind of person the narrator is. not at all domesticated, not at all safe -- for everyone else, because the subject of the song could have them begging for scraps of attention. of course, kaito is affectionate to saguru (eventually), but there’s fun to be had in thinking about how kaito has a hold on saguru that neither of them ever could have anticipated.

11. put your money on me -- arcade fire

this song’s also here more for the vibes than the lyrics. fuck the odds -- i will win or die trying, you know?

12. what the water gave me -- florence + the machine

ah, this one. the big inspiration for it is virginia woolf’s suicide. i like the line about atlas -- oh poor atlas was a beast and a burden / you’ve been holding on a long time -- because oof, he sure has, and -- all this longing, and the ships are left to rust -- oh, he’s so alone that my heart could just crack in two.

and... i’m sure saguru’s had some very, very bad days. he’s starved for love, sure, but he hasn’t known security or safety, either. he’s baby.

13. secrets and lies -- ruelle

this one’s for kaito’s experience of saguru. all the grief and sorrow alongside the love and compassion.

14. queen of peace -- florence + the machine

never going to be able to break the association between this song and a good man who has been forced by love and circumstance to become a cold and ruthless strategist.

oh, what is it worth / when all that’s left is hurt?

15. stay alive --- josé gonzáles

one final song: a dream of comfort, safety, and healing. they’ll get there someday, no matter how impossible it feels. also, i like that it has vaguely mechanical and timepiece descriptions for presumably obvious reasons.

do whatever just to stay alive, of course, for armagnac, but dawn is coming, open your eyes, for the both of them.

[jae-writes-fanfiction]

“If you stand for nothing, what will you fall for?” and Yorktown AU’s for Theon Greyjoy plzzz

The Point of No Return

Theon Greyjoy x Reader  -  472 Words  -  Hamilton!AU Night

Notes: I’m doing a Hamilton inspired AU night! See the other AU’s here and send in any requests here! This got a little long but it is what it is folks.

Prompts/Summary: The Battle of Yorktown- ‘after years of conflict the world has irrevocably changed,’ and “If you stand for nothing, what will you fall for?” The war seems to be at a turning point and Theon attempts to leave camp undetected- and fails.

. . .

The cold edge in the air doused the Stark campsite with thoughts of winter, and the unimaginable feeling that something was coming. It sent ice into your dreams which drove you into the night and from your bedroll. The thing from your dreams had ice for bones and skin that flaked away. It had been reaching out, and your war nurse training was left behind in the waking world along with your dagger. It’s frozen grip seemed to linger on your arm even when the nightmare forced you awake.

Before you were fully awake and rooted back in reality a hoarse voice called your name from somewhere behind you in the darkness. You spun around, your trusty dagger steadfast in your hand.

“Gods Theon, I could’ve killed you,” you cried startled to see him standing there. You relaxed immediatly, thankful that the darkness hid the faint blush on your face.

Theon didn’t return your smile, and the familiar foreboding chill spread back into your mind. Your eyes questioned him before taking another look around you.

“Please tell me I’m still dreaming,” you whispered finally piecing together the scene in front of you. His horse was saddled and packed for what appeared to be a lengthy journey.

In a frenzy, he grabbed your arm and pressed you to his chest. “Robb Stark will not win this war.” His breath was warm on your face and for the first time his firm grip was frightening instead of exciting.

“Robb is our friend, we have to trust him.”

“Trust him? He’s going to get us killed,” Theon spoke softly and offered his signature lopsided grin, “come with me. There are better options you could be-”

“We would be traitors,” you said harshly, pulling yourself firmly away from him. His annoyed expression turned your stomach and suddenly you realized the man in front of you was a stranger. Whatever history you’d shared felt far away and foreign. “Theon, if you stand for nothing- what will you fall for?”

“You sew a few wounds and wash a few rags and now you know everything about war but you don’t know anything,” he retorted stiffly, “the north hasn’t been free or strong for generations. He isn’t even a king, yet you and everyone else follow him like sheep.”

“Neither are you,” you said trying to push all the ice and venom from your mind into your words. A flash of pain broke across Theon’s face before he turned away from you for the last time. A pregnant moment of silence and unspoken agony passed between you before he rode off.

You never saw him again, but you knew on some level he was right. Something unimaginable was coming. Something you would never see. After all the Young Wolf remained triumphant and there was a wedding to be celebrated.

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Title: Nonstop Ambition

Summary: New York was a place of new beginnings, especially to Roman Hamilton. After growing up with nothing, he found himself surrounded by new friends, new opportunities, and potential new love. He fought passionately for what he believed in, and found himself rising up and making something of himself. But enemies lurk around the corner and he’s faith in others may just end badly for him. Hamilton Au -coop story I’m writing with @fanatic-kay)

Chapter 4 Summary: A Winter’s Ball. Logan and Roman meet Virgil words 2636

Chapter 3

It was a quiet night, snow falling gently as Logan tapped his fingers against his crossed arms. It was Roman’s idea to head to the celebratory ball together, and they were waiting for the fourth member of their group to join them.  Remus and Roman were passing the time by gently shoving each other with grins on their face, but Logan wasn’t interested in joining in on their nonsense. All he wanted to do was get to the party and hopefully catch sight of those mismatched eyes that had nearly consumed his thoughts since he first saw them.

“Damn Lafayette. I didn’t know you even owned a suit.” Veronica’s voice sounded from behind them and Logan turned, ready to start walking, glad to not be waiting in the cold for much longer.

From the corner of his eye, he watched Remus turn with his normal cocky grin on his face. “Well you know, I have to look nice to represent my…” His voice trailed off for a second and Roman had to elbow him. “... country.” 

Logan tuned them out, his focus shifting as they started walking. Soon, he will get the chance to talk to the one he wanted. Soon, he’d be able to be close and be able to charm and sweep the beauty off their feet. He just had to get there and hunt them down. He could see the place was filling up quickly as they approached the large hall, people outside and heading in talking excitedly.

“Schuyler?” Remus’ voice broke through Logan’s focus and he started to hear more of what people were actually talking about. “Is that someone important?”

Of course that’s a name everyone was talking about. The family was a big topic of conversation, and everyone likes to talk and gossip about them. "Phillip Schuyler is a big funder for the war. His sons gather a lot of attention wherever they go." Logan explained, as they approached the stairs to head into the Ball. "Many have tried to win them over, because if you manage to snag one and marry them, you'll be set for life."

"Is it a matter of if Burr, or which one?" Roman gave an exaggerated wiggle of his eyebrows as they stepped into the Hall. Logan rolled his eyes good-naturedly, nudging Roman to step away from him when he leaned in to close. He’d have to introduce him to Remy when he gets the chance. They’re both stubborn enough to work well together. 

Once they stepped into the large room, they all split up. Logan scanned the crowd, easily overlooking everyone until he spotted who he was looking for on the far side of the room. Even from this distance, they were just as beautiful as he remembered. He let out a slow breath, smoothing a hand down his jacket to smooth out any wrinkles, before making his way over. 

“I take it you’re not one for dancing.” Logan spoke up, watching the beauty jump slightly when he turned around. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”

“Oh no, it’s okay!” Mismatched eyes regarded him carefully, as he shook his head, dark hair tumbling over his shoulders. “I’m sorry, have we met before?”

Logan gave the other a small, reassuring smile. “Very briefly I’m afraid. You bumped into me a couple months ago and I’m afraid I didn’t get a chance to catch your name.” 

There was a moment of silence before faint recognition seemed to filter past those eyes. “Oh! Right! I remember!” A delicate hand lifted up to brush hair back behind an equally delicate ear. “Virgil Schuyler. Pleasure.” He grabbed hold of the skirts of his dress, dipping down into a little courtesy. 

“Logan Burr. The pleasure is mine.” Logan dipped into a bow, wanting to reach out to press a kiss to the back of Virgil’s hand, but knowing there would be time for it later. 

“Sorry, by the way. For bumping into you like that. It was quite rude of me, to not be looking where I was going.”

Logan waved the apology off, finding himself quite smitten with the apologetic look on Virgil’s face. “No need to apologize, dear. But, if it is truly troubling you, then perhaps we can sit and have a chat over a drink?”

Virgil’s eyes flickered over the dancefloor for only a moment before settling back on Logan, giving him a little nod. “Sure. That sounds lovely, thank you.” 

Logan gave another little bow before turning to head towards the bar to fetch the drinks, a spring in his step. This was going quite pleasantly, if you asked him. They’d sit, talk, have a couple of drinks. Then he would ask for permission to begin a courtship, which Virgil would surely agree. It was all falling together perfectly.

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Virgil watched Logan walk away with a soft sigh, letting his eyes drift across the people dancing. This wasn’t his normal scene, too loud, too crowded, but with his father being as important as he was, he was expected to make an appearance at these sorts of events. He’d normally just stick to the walls and watch as Remy and Patton had fun. He could see them now, Remy had a grin on his face and was swinging around with a rather handsome soldier nearby. Patton was seated at one of the tables, laughing at a story that was being told. It was always nice to see them having a good time.

He let his eyes drift lazily across the crowd as he waited for Logan to return, his gaze settling on a figure by the bar. A familiar figure, one he’s only seen once that left his heart racing and face heating up slightly. He remembered the day clearly, had thought and dreamed about it often. The rally he and his brothers had gone to over the summer…

The day was hot, the sky clear. There was an excitement in the air as Remy made his way to the stage, as Virgil and Patton trailed along behind him. Virgil could still remember standing in front of the crowd as Remy gave his speech about equality and what everyone can do to achieve it. He remembered their father showing up near the end, a disappointed look and a stern voice telling them it was time to head home. He remembered following behind his family, of him tripping, and being caught by a strong arm, and when he turned to thank the stranger for helping him, he found himself caught up in the most beautiful green eyes he’d ever seen. Before he could speak though, Patton was grabbing hold of his arm and ushering him away. He couldn’t help but look back over his shoulder for one last look before he rounded a corner. 

He never thought he’d get the chance to see him again, to actually get the chance to talk to him and properly thank him for helping him earlier. But what to say to him? Does he just go up to him and start talking? No, that was definitely something he couldn’t do. He can’t do this, he should just run away.. No… no no. He could! Just… needed someone else to kind of gage the situation and see if this was going to go okay.

His eyes landed on Remy again, and he was moving before he could second-guess himself again. He waited for a lull in the music before reaching out to tap the soldier on the shoulder, nerves twisting in his stomach as both the soldier and Remy turned to look at him. “I’m sorry, but can I borrow my brother for a moment?”

The soldier gave him a friendly smile, stepping back with a small bow. “Of course. Take the time you need.”

Virgil gave a little curtsy in thanks before taking hold of Remy’s arm, leading him over to the edge of the dancefloor. He could see the concern on his brother’s face and he was quick to reassure him. “Nothing bad happened! I just… I need you to introduce me to someone.” He knew he’d never have the nerve to approach on his own. 

One of Remy’s eyebrows rose and a playful grin tugged at his lips. “Oh really? And who was so special to have finally caught my brother’s eye?” 

Virgil’s eyes flickered over to the bar where his handsome stranger was still standing. “Over there. By the bar.” 

Remy turned to follow Virgil’s gaze, something flashing in his eyes for only a moment before he turned back to his brother. “Which soldier do you have your eye on?”

Virgil turned to look again, a small smile on his face. “Reddish hair, beautiful eyes. You can’t miss him.” The bar wasn’t crowded and only one matched the description, and he looked away quickly lest he be caught staring.

Remy’s eyes flickered over again, the corner of his mouth curling up. He reached a hand up to gently boop Virgil on the nose, grinning fully at the pout the action produced. “I’ll be right back with your handsome stranger.”

Anticipation twisted in Virgil’s stomach as he watched Remy walk away. Okay, okayokayokay. He could do this. He was going to introduce himself properly, they’ll talk, maybe dance and then he’ll see how it’s going before deciding where to go from there. It was going to be fine. Unless he stepped on his foot or spilled a drink on him. Okay, so no dancing. No drinking. Just talking then. He could do that. Unless he says something offensive and ruins the whole interaction. Oh no… oh no oh no oh no… 

Virgil was twisting his fingers together nervously as he watched Remy talking to his stranger before taking the arm offered to him. He could do this, he reminded himself as he watched them approach, hands fluttering up to fix his hair before twisting together again. He could do this. He’s talked to plenty of people in his life. This will be fine. No more time to panic. They were here. Just start by introducing himself… Easy. 

Remy gestured a hand towards him as they came to a stop in front of him and he quickly dipped into a courtesy. “Roman Hamilton, this is -”

Virgil cut him off in his nervousness. “Virgil Schuyler. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” 

“Schuyler?” A curious glance towards Remy, who just smiled softly.

“My brother.”

Time seemed to stop for a second as Roman’s gaze flickered down a little in confusion at Virgil’s body and his heart almost stopped. He didn’t think he could take it if he was rejected because his body wasn’t what people were expecting. But Roman smiled at him and there was a warmth in his eyes that had all his fears and worries melting away.

“Thank you for all your service!” Did Virgil sound as breathless as he felt? He really hoped not. How embarrassing would that be?

“If it takes fighting in a war in order for us to meet, it will have been worth it.” Roman reached out to take his hand, bowing low as he pressed a kiss to the back of it and Virgil felt his whole face heat up.

“I’ll leave you to it.” Remy chimed in, giving a little wave as he walked away.

Roman held his arm out in offering, tilting his head towards the dance floor. “Shall we dance?” 

Virgil smiled softly, taking the offered arm with a little nod. “I’d love to.” It was hard to be worried about stepping on toes when Roman was looking at him with such fondness in his eyes. He couldn’t help but laugh softly as he was spun around, warmth twisting in his chest with each passing moment. He’d lost track of time as they danced, could have been minutes or an hour, before Roman was leading him over to the bar, a hand on his back.

"Virgil, this is Remus Lafayette and Veronica Laurens. Two of my very best friends.” Roman gestured to the two sitting in front of them. “Veronica, Remus. This is Virgil Schuyler. Isn't he great?" Roman was practically glowing from the smile on his face.

Virgil watched as they exchanged a look, tensing up slightly. What if they didn’t like him? These are Roman’s friends, would he not want to spend time with him any more if they disapproved? But his fears were quickly quelled by the accepting look on their faces and he found himself relaxing.

"It's very nice to meet you." Veronica raised her nearly empty mug in greeting. 

"You're almost too cute to be with someone like Roman." Remus commented, which earned him a sharp elbow to the ribs from Veronica and he glanced at her, catching a frown on her face before it disappeared.

"And what? I should be with someone like you?" Virgil asked, raising an eyebrow.

Remus threw his head back and laughed, shaking his head. "Oh no, no! You misunderstand me! You're up here." He held his hand up about eye level. "Roman is down here." He moved the hand down to about his waist, grinning at Roman's indignant sputtering.

A soft smile tugged at Virgil's mouth as he looked over at Roman. "I think he's pretty great."

A smitten look crossed Roman's face as their eyes locked and Remus let it go on for a moment before clearing his throat. "Do you two need to get a room for some privacy?" he asked, giving an eyebrow wiggle.

"Why do we..." Virgil trailed off, realization crossing his face and a flush spreading rapidly. "oh..."

Roman cleared his throat, taking a small step away from Virgil but keeping his hand on his back. "No need for that!" he hissed to Remus, not wanting to be embarrassed in front of Virgil, but Virgil found it to be rather endearing. 

Roman huffed at his friend once more before leading Virgil back to another dance. The night was wearing on and there was only enough time for a couple more dances and Virgil was thrilled that they were spending the time together. It was almost magical, in a sense, and he could very happily stay like this for ages if he could.

But all too soon, the music faded and people were filtering out of the hall to start heading home. Roman stepped back, taking hold of Virgil’s hand and bringing it up to his lips for a gentle kiss, looking at him through his lashes. “I do hope you’ll allow me the honor of writing to you, my dear Virgil.”

Virgil smiled softly, a pleased flush on his face. “As long as you allow me the honor of writing to you too.” 

Roman laughed softly, straightening up. “Nothing would make me happier.” He hesitated, just a moment, before leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to Virgil’s cheek, his own turning a faint red. “Until we meet again.”

Virgil smiled softly, lifting a hand to wave him off before the hand pressed to his cheek, his heart thumping pleasantly in his chest. He was idly aware as Patton and Remy stepped up to either side of him, and the three of them set off towards home.

“Have fun then?” Remy asked, a teasing tone in his voice.

Virgil just nodded slightly, giving his brother a happy look. “This one’s mine.” He could already see a future of happiness for him and Roman and he was eager to get home to start writing his first letter.

Patton reached out to grab his hand and their arms swung idly between them as he started talking about all the stories he’d heard over the course of the night. Remy fell in step behind them, growing quiet to listen as well, the snow still falling softly around them.

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