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imaginebeinghamiltrash · 7 years ago

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Risk and Reward

Pairing:Barista!Lin x Reader

Requested?: Nope! It just came to my head one day and I ran with it.

Summary: You stop by a café to grab coffee on your way to work, said café also has a really cute barista.

Words: 5k+

Part One | Part Two

A/N: Well here we are. I had this idea for a real long time but it just never came together. Now I have gotten my shit together (thanks Ale and Kate) and I think I can start this series! Shoutout to Taryn for being a huge inspiration behind this series. Work Comes Home was the reason this idea even became an actual fic and not a passing thought. I really hope you guys like it!

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You quickly entered the coffee shop, shuffling up to the counter with a panicked expression. Your bus was coming soon and you were running late for your first day at a new job.

“Hi, can I have two medium iced caramel lattes?” You rushed out, already opening your wallet to find your debit card. You got it out and held it towards the barista who was just staring back at you.

“Is there something on my face?” You asked, running your hand over your cheek.

The dark-haired man seemed to snap out of whatever daze he was in, blinking rapidly as he straightened his posture.

“Oh! No, no I’m sorry ma’am. I, uh, I…” He struggled to finish his sentence and you giggled lightly, he was sort of cute.

“It’s okay. I space out too,” you paused to look at his nametag, “Lin.” You finished, holding out your debit card once again.

He nodded, taking your card and looking at the screen in front of him and pausing.

“...I’m sorry what did you order again?” Lin smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Two medium iced caramel lattes, man, open your ears.” A deep voice cut into the conversation as a tall man leaned around Lin to hand you your drinks.

“My ears are open, Chris.” Lin grumbled, tapping the order into the machine and swiping the card before handing it back to you.

“Thank you, Lin! Thank you, Chris!” You called out to the two workers behind the counter before you were running back to the streets and down the block to the bus. Lin watched until you disappeared out of his line of sight.

“Smooth. Real smooth, Lin.” Chris chuckled, shaking his head as he washed out a blender.

“Shut up!” Lin grumbled, punching his co-worker’s shoulder softly as he laughed.

“I was just caught off guard by her beauty. So beautiful… and so out of my league.” Lin pouted, leaning on the counter.

“Hey, don’t say that. She seemed to be into you too. She was running late and instead of getting annoyed at your stuttering, she laughed.” Chris pointed out, leaning next to his shorter friend.

“She could’ve just been laughing at me.” Lin challenged, though he inwardly hoped Chris was right.

“Guess we won’t know until she comes back then. Better start prepping now, Casanova.” Chris stood up, disappearing into the back and leaving Lin in the empty coffee shop.

The next day, you walked into the shop again. This time you were a little early, so you took in your surroundings. The walls were a dark shade of red that matched perfectly with mahogany tables and chairs that were scattered around the room. Along one wall, there was a huge glass window that let you see the traffic outside as people passed by.

Lin elbowed Chris once you had walked in, shooting him a nervous glance. Chris made sure you weren’t watching before he pushed Lin towards the register. Lin spun around to glare at his friend but paled when he realized he wasn’t there. Chris had disappeared into the back room.

You turned back to the counter and walked up to the man you remembered as Lin.

“Hey, Lin!” You greeted him, noticing his slightly flustered appearance.

“Good morning! How may I help you today?” Lin fidgeted with his fingers under the counter, watching as your eyes flickered to the menu.

So far out of his league.

“Can I have a chai tea latte please?”

“Coming right up! Your name?” Lin picked up a sharpie, waiting with a cup in his hand.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N.” Lin repeated, writing it on the cup and moving to start on your order.

You walked to the window and sat right next to it, watching the outside world in motion. Meanwhile Lin was watching you; the way your eyes darted from place to place, the way your fingers drummed against the table, the way you chewed your lip absentmindedly. He could look at you all day, but he should’ve been looking at his hands because he ended up pouring some of the steaming hot latte on his hand instead of in the cup.

“Fuck!” Lin yelled, resisting the instinct to drop the cups in his hands.

You instantly looked over, eye widening as you ran to the counter.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” You asked, watching Lin shake out his hand and whine loudly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Lin repeatedly yelled, eyes tearing up.

Without another thought, you jumped over the counter pulling Lin to the sink and turning on the cold water. You tested to make sure it wasn’t freezing before moving Lin’s hand under the stream.

“Tell me when the pain stops, okay?” You looked into Lin’s eyes, noticing how close you both were. His irises were a beautiful shade of brown, his eye bags were also much more intense up close. Lin nodded, all words being stripped away from his mind because of the close proximity of you. You averted your eyes to your hand which was still around Lin’s wrist, holding it under the water. You should probably pull away now but you didn’t, Lin wasn’t complaining either.

“I’m sorry about your latte.” Lin spoke softly, as if he was sharing a secret with you.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry, I’ll take whatever is left.” You reassured him, copying his soft tone.

“Your next drink is on me. I insist, since I’m such a fuck up.”

Truth be told, the pain had simmered down a couple seconds ago, but you were holding his wrist. He liked that.

“I won’t turn down free caffeine.” You jested, smiling when Lin chuckled.

You glanced at the clock and cursed under your breath.

“I gotta go, take care of your burn okay?” You jumped over the counter, grabbing your bag and dashing out to the bus stop yet again.

“What am I gonna do with you?” Chris sighed, appearing in the doorway of the backroom.

Lin glanced over at him, shrugging as Chris shook his head.

“Well, I got her name and we had a moment...of sorts.”

“Next time, try not to injure yourself Lin.” Chris laughed, picking up the now cold cup of chai latte and tossing it out.

“No promises.”

You were off work this week but your mind wouldn’t let you rest, instead it chose to focus on that cute barista. So naturally, you get up and get dressed to go to the shop. Like clockwork you entered the shop at 9:30 am. The familiar smell of a dark roast wafted through the air, a calm sensation running through you at the warm scent. You walked up to the counter, frowning slightly when your usual barista wasn’t behind the counter. However, the one you remembered as Chris was there fiddling with some settings on a machine. You smiled politely as you made eye contact.

“Good morning!”

Chris opened his mouth to reply when the sound of a door slamming into the wall caused you both to turn your attention to the entrance. Lin ran past you both, yelling an apology — at least you think it was an apology, honestly he was speaking so fast you didn’t understand him — as he ran into the backroom. As Lin’s noisy entrance moved into the back of the shop, you and Chris stood there for a moment before laughing.

“Is he always…” You trailed off, not sure how to explain the behavior of the man who just stormed through the shop.

“A scatterbrain? Yep, that’s Lin for you, but he’s a great guy.” Chris reassured you, turning back to face you.

“Yeah. He is.” You agreed without much thought, looking over the menu.

Chris smirked to himself, noting the interest you unconsciously were showing.

“Can I have a large caramel macchiato?”

“Coming up, Y/N.” Chris picked up the right size cup before turning away and getting to work. Lin burst into the room again, his apron tied around him and his hair disheveled. He walked to the register, trying to steady his breathing as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Sorry about all that.” He gestured wildly with his hands, “I just woke up late and had to run here.”

“Ah, the tables have turned.” You giggled, leaning on the counter as Lin blushed lightly.

“Yeah, yeah. Just for today! I’m usually very punctual.”

“I bet.”

You glanced at Chris as he handed you your cup.

“Thank you!”

Chris nodded in acknowledgment before cleaning out the sink.

“How come nobody's ever here when I come?” You questioned, looking around the vacant shop.

“Consider yourself lucky, you come right after the rush. Between 5:30 and 8? It is hell.” Lin sighed, getting stressed just thinking about the long lines and complicated orders. Behind Lin, his coworker groaned in agreement, wiping down a cup.

“Oh, that sucks.” You sipped your drink, smiling in content at how delicious it was.

“You don’t seem to be in a rush at all, usually you jet out of here at 9:40 the latest.”

“Keeping tabs on me?” You teased, raising a brow.

Lin stumbled over his words, trying to find a good response to your question.

“I kid, I kid. I have the next few days off but I couldn’t rest so I decided to come here. It’s so calm, I like it. With the non-stop hustle of the city, you sometimes forget to just stop and breathe.” You thumbed at the lid of your coffee, watching people speed walk past the window.

“Yeah, I agree. Well take a load off, stay as long as you’d like.” Lin gestured to the many chairs in the room, giving you a warm smile.

“Don’t mind if I do.” You smiled back, wandering to the same table by the window that you sat at a few days ago.

You took out your phone, going through your different social medias as you sipped your drink.

Chris nudged Lin, nodding over to where you were sitting.

“What?” Lin mumbled, keeping his voice low so you couldn’t hear.

“Go talk to her, take an early break or something. No one is here and she has nowhere to go.” Chris whispered back, turning off the sink water.

“What would I even say to her? I can’t just… maybe she doesn’t wanna be bothered?” Lin glanced over at you before turning back to Chris.

“You owe her a drink right? I charged her, go bring her another macchiato and ask to sit with her. The worst that can happen is she says no.”

Lin thought about it for a second before deciding it wasn’t worth the rejection.

“I can’t risk it.” Lin mumbled to himself, stepping into the backroom.

You finished your drink, glancing at the door as a couple strolled into the store. Your gaze moved to the counter and you noticed Chris was alone, giving a friendly smile as he took the couple’s order. You stood up and slid your phone into your pocket. When you caught Chris’ eye you waved at him as you headed for the door.

“Have a good day, Y/N!”

“You too, Chris!”

Lin came back to the front after hearing your exit. Chris side eyed him but kept his mouth shut as he handed the couple their hot chocolates. The two worked in silence for a bit, wiping down counters and checking the machines.

“What do I do?” Lin asked, breaking the silence.

Even with no context Chris knew what he was referring to.

“Have you never had a crush before?”

“Of course I have! I just never made a move before.” Lin sighed.

He was beginning to think he was hopeless, destined to be alone and awkward for the rest of his life.

“That’s where your problem lies. You have to go for what you want, she can’t read your mind. You have to show interest.” Chris explained, taking a chocolate chip cookie from a tray near him.

Lin was quiet, letting Chris’ words sink in. He pictured himself flirting with you and you shooting him down immediately with a harsh laugh and maybe a hot latte to the face.

“You’re thinking too hard.” Chris said, cutting into Lin’s thoughts.

He knew Lin very well after over a decade of friendship. He knew every emotion and what face matched it on Lin and right now he knew Lin was imagining the worst scenario.

“The world isn’t as evil as you think. I know rejection is scary and it is always a possibility but life is a game of risk and reward. You could’ve been rejected from being a barista but that didn’t stop you from applying for this job, did it?”

Lin shook his head.

“Exactly, because the risk of being rejected was worth the reward of having an income. You just have to decide if the risk of rejection is worth the reward of Y/N.”

And with those last words, Chris took a bite into his cookie. Lin fell into deep thought over Chris’ advice. As much as he hated it, Chris was right. Is the risk worth the reward? Lin knew he had a choice to make before you came back.

“I’m gonna do it.”

Chris paused to look at Lin before he unlocked the front door of the shop and sauntered in.

“Do it?” Chris repeated, taking the chairs down from the tables.

“You know what I mean. I’m gonna try to show interest with Y/N. I have no idea how I’m gonna do it but, I will.” Lin flipped on the lights, squinting at the harsh brightness before his eyes adjusted.

“First things first, you will be taking her order from here on out. You’ll get more comfortable interacting with her.”

Lin’s heart picked up speed simply thinking about having to take your order every day but, he knew it was something he had to do.

“Okay. What else?”

“Try to find some small things to compliment her on. Maybe her shirt, smile, bag, eyes, anything that sticks out to you.” Chris unlocked the supply closet, walking in as Lin responded.

“I would stumble over my words like an idiot, you saw how I froze up the first time I saw her.”

“This coming from the guy who got me into freestyling! Lin, you are the best wordsmith I know. Once you get past the love haze in your brain, I’m sure you can get a compliment out of you.” Chris picked up the napkin dispenser, opening it to refill it.

“I don’t know…” Lin trailed off, insecurity creeping into his voice.

“What about writing it? On her cup. Short and sweet and maybe she’ll see it on her way to work and it’ll brighten her day.” Chris suggested, picking up his apron and tying it around him.

Lin smiled lightly, nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, yeah that could work.”

“Just make sure you write slowly so she can read your chicken scratch.”

“You know what?” Lin threw a plastic cup at Chris who was laughing.

“Fuck you.”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” Chris waved his hand dismissively at Lin and continued to power up the machines for the day.

You entered the store at 9:30 on the dot, you were on time today thankfully. Lin was the first one to lock eyes with you, he gave you a warm smile and you returned it.

“Good morning, how was the morning rush?” You asked, walking over to the counter.

“Intense, this woman dropped her latte and began to cry. To be fair it was 6 am.”

“It’s sad how much I can relate to her.”

Lin chuckled, giving you a quick onceover.

“You look really nice today.” Lin said, averting his eyes to the screen in front of him.

“Oh, thank you! I’m giving a presentation so I had to make sure I looked professional but still good. Gotta keep all eyes on me somehow.” You explained, looking at the menu to see what popped out to you this morning.

“That must be really easy for you.”

Your eyes snapped back to Lin, a blush creeping up your neck and into your cheeks. Lin kept his eyes on the screen in front of him, fiddling with a loose panel on the side of the register to keep him at ease.

“Thank you, that’s really sweet of you to say.”

“Just being honest.” Lin glanced at you, fighting back his smile when he noticed the slightly flustered look on your face.

“Can I have a large caramel frappe please?”

“Coming up.” Lin went to grab a cup but Chris snatched one first.

“I got this one.” Chris slyly winked at Lin and walked away to make the drink.

You walked to the pickup counter, glancing at the clock to see how much time you had left. Lin ran his fingers through his hair, weighing out his options. He could try talking to you again, he could go into the backroom or he could just stand here awkwardly and wait for more customers. He was leaning towards option two when Chris nudged him as he passed by to reach the blender. Lin raised a brow at his friend who motioned to you with his eyes. Lin made sure you weren’t paying attention before turning back to Chris.

“Talk to her.” Chris mouthed, starting up the blender.

Lin groaned softly and mustered up the courage to walk to the pickup counter.

“So, what’s the presentation about?” Lin asked, leaning on the counter.

“Every year, the CEO donates money to a charity but, she lets employees give her a presentation explaining why it should be given to whichever charity we want to represent.” You replied, taking the frappe from Chris and giving him a short thanks.

“Oh wow, that’s nice of her. Which charity did you pick?”

“VDay, it's a global activist movement that focuses on ending violence against women and girls. They have college and community campaigns to bring awareness and raise money which 90% of all donations helps make media and PSA campaigns, reopen shelters, and fund over 13,000 community-based anti-violence programs, as well as safe houses in Congo, Iraq, and Kenya. They made a community in Congo called ‘The City of Joy’ which is where women can go to heal from their traumas and I wish I could dive into it more but I have to run yet again.” You wrapped up your spiel that you rehearsed many times last night.

The clock overhead read 9:49 and missing your bus today would not be wise.

“I always end up staying here longer than I mean to, I hate to cut our conversation short but we’ll talk more tomorrow, yeah?” You flashed Lin a quick smile and started to head for the door.

“Have a good day!” You waved at both men before continuing down the block to the bus with a bit more pep in your step.

Lin stood there for a moment, looking at the door as if you were going to walk back in any second.

“She’s beautiful, smart, and aware. Also passionate, did you see the fire in her eyes as she told me about the charity? Chris, she’s amazing!” Lin gushed, an uncontrollable grin on his face.

“Alright, calm down before you start hearing wedding bells or something.” Chris chuckled, fixing the muffin display.

When Chris turned to face Lin and noticed his grin hadn’t dimmed, he raised a brow.

“You’re really smitten with her, aren’t you? You’re like… glowing right now.”

“Sorry, sorry. I’m so embarrassing.” Lin covered his face, trying to control his pounding heart.

“No, no, that’s a good thing. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this before.”

“I made her blush. She blushed when I complimented her.” Lin recalled in disbelief.

Had he actually done something right?

“See? Already making progress. Keep it up and maybe you can take her on a date.” Chris patted his friend on the shoulder before returning to the register as more people started strolling in.

“A date?” Lin whispered to himself, picturing you in a nice dress and him picking you up to go out. Having more than a 5 to 10 minute conversation and being able to just be around each other with no coffee machines or distractions.

“Two medium iced coffees with a croissant!” Chris called out the order, reminding Lin exactly where he was.

He pushed his thoughts to the back of his head, he would return to them later.

You took it upon yourself to make it to the coffee shop 15 minutes earlier. You were partially mad at yourself for going to such extents for a cute barista, sleep was something you cherished more than anything but you willingly lost 15 minutes of it to be able to talk more with Lin. You chastised yourself as you approached the front door. You checked to make sure you looked decent before heading inside. Lin was wiping down the counter and did a double take when he saw you.

“You’re early.” He commented, tossing the washcloth into the sink.

“Keeping tabs on me again, I see.” You teased, walking to the counter and stopping in front of him.

You took the liberty of picking out an outfit the night before for casual Friday at work. You put on your best tight fitting pair of jeans and a blouse with a deep v neckline. It wasn’t much but it was something different than what Lin usually saw. When you saw Lin looking you up and down as you approached, you knew the outfit was working in your favor.

“You’re one of the highlights of the day besides clocking out of work.” Lin admitted, eyes widening when he realized what he said.

You looked down, trying to hide the grin spreading across your face.

“Is that so?” You asked, looking at him and raising a brow.

Lin laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Y-Yeah...Sorry, it just tumbled out of my mouth. My mouth gets me into a lot of trouble.” Lin rambled, eyes darting from place to place but never to your face.

“Why are you apologizing? That’s the nicest thing I’ve heard in awhile. I’m glad you enjoy me.”

“I do.” Lin confirmed, willing himself to look you in the eyes.

His eyes were such a warm shade of brown, they always had a hint of fatigue in them but they also held excitement and joy. They were quickly becoming one of your favorite things to see. Chris was silently watching from the backroom’s doorway, nodding his head in approval before stepping back inside. There was a long moment of comfortable silence, you both staring at each other, searching for something to say.

“So...what would you like?” Lin broke the silence, pointing to the sign above him.

“Large chai tea latte please.”

Lin nodded, getting to work with making your drink. You hummed along to the music playing in the shop, watching Lin move from station to station. Once he was finished, Lin held the cup out to you.

“You forgot to charge me.” You reminded him, not taking the cup from him and opening your wallet.

“This one's on me, I owe you, remember?” Lin smiled, once again pushing the cup towards you.

You looked at the cup then at Lin before caving in and taking it.

“Thank you.”

“No problem, left a little surprise on the sleeve, check it when you leave.”

“Can’t wait to see what it is.” You took a sip, humming with content.

“It’s 9:50.” Lin pointed out, nodding to the clock behind him.

“You’re a lifesaver.” You breathed out, waving quickly and exiting the stop.

You were right on time for the bus, thankfully. You slid into your seat and took another sip from your cup. Lin’s words rang in your head and you slipped off the sleeve to see handwriting inside.

“What goes up and down but never moves?”

You furrowed your brows in confusion. A riddle? He left behind a riddle? You slide the sleeve back on, pondering the question you just read. You were determined to return to the shop with an answer tomorrow.

“Alright spit it out, I can’t figure it out and my pride won’t let me cheat and google the damn answer.” You said as soon as you entered the shop, striding right up to Lin.

Lin’s smirk was attractive but also infuriating.

“You sure you want me to spoil it?”

You crossed your arms, trying once again to think up an answer but coming up blank.

“Yes.”

“...Stairs.” Lin replied, laughing as you groaned loudly.

“Are you fucking kidding-” You started to yell but then took a deep breath and calmed yourself.

“I’ll leave an easier one this time.”

“No. No dumbing anything down. I’m smart, I graduated top of my class! I can handle some little riddles, bring it. Large caramel macchiato. Hit me with your best shot.” You challenged, once again letting your pride get the best of you.

Lin nodded, turning around to make the drink. You waited as he wrote on the sleeve and put it on and cup and handed it to you.

“Good luck.” “Won’t need it.” You smirked and spun around exiting the shop with your drink.

You forgot to pay for it in the midst of your rage but Lin didn’t mind, he would slip a few bucks into the register before the day was over.

“You know, when you first told me about the riddle thing I thought you were an idiot.” Chris admitted, leaning on the doorway of the supply closet.

“Gee, what a good friend.” Lin remarked sarcastically, chuckling as he adjusted his apron.

“But, I will admit when I am wrong. I was wrong, she’s into it and you’re into it and you two are actually becoming closer. A date could be in your future.” Chris smiled, patting his co-worker’s shoulder.

Lin was about to respond when Chris cut him off.

“There goes your girl now.”

Lin turned to the front and watched you walk past the window to the front door.

It’s been a little over 2 weeks since Lin gave you your first riddle. You would come with an answer (or not) and Lin would keep count of the ones you got right. You got 11 out of 14 so far and were on a winning streak. If you could answer this riddle right, it would be your 5th right answer in a row. The riddle this time was ‘The more it dries, the wetter it gets. What is it?’ and you were sure you had the answer.

“You ready for my genius answer?” You smirked, leaning on the counter.

“Lay it on me.”

“A towel.” You happily declared.

“...and the streak continues.”

You hollered in victory and Lin laughed as he marked another tally on a post-it note he kept on the wall.

“That’s right, bow down to my greatness.” You said, taking a victory lap around the shop.

“Alright, alright calm down. What would the ‘genius’ like today?” Lin rolled his eyes on the word genius and you pushed his shoulder playfully.

“Just a hot chocolate is fine, and your hardest riddle. I’m getting too good at this now.”

Lin went into the routine of making your drink, he picked up the sleeve and paused as he went to write a riddle. He chewed on his lip, nerves setting in as another idea struck him. Before he could talk himself out of it, he hurriedly wrote on the sleeve and put it on the cup.

“Good luck.”

You paused, something was off in the way Lin said that but you decided not to worry and exit for your bus. You were halfway to work when you slid off the sleeve to check out the riddle for the day. When you read through the sentence, you had to reread it multiple times to make sure you hadn’t made an error. There wasn’t any error. On the cup sleeve, in Lin’s handwriting, was a nine-word sentence.

“Would you like to go out with me sometime?” followed by a phone number you assumed was his.

You bit the inside of your cheek, smiling like a loon at the writing in front of you. To anyone else you looked insane but you didn’t care. You pulled out your phone and saved Lin’s number before sending him a text.

You

Hey Lin, it’s Y/N!

A minute later you received a reply.

Lin

Hey Y/N, what’s up?

You

Nothing, halfway to work, just read my riddle for the day.

Lin

Oh, that’s good.

You

I think I know the answer to this one. Is it alright if I answer early?

Lin

Whatever you want Y/N.

Lin tossed his phone to Chris.

“I can’t. I can’t look at the next text. I shouldn’t have written that, what the fuck was I thinking?” Lin groaned, running his hands down his face.

“Lin, relax. She’s been playing this back and forth game with you for 2 weeks now! She could say yes!” Chris tried to reason with Lin but Lin was already preparing for rejection.

“No, we were becoming friends Chris! Friends! And now I shoved my feelings on her and she’s gonna be uncomfortable and never come back and I’m never gonna see her again all because I-”

“She said yes.” Chris cut Lin off, waiting for him to stop rambling.

Lin froze mid sentence, turning to Chris.

“What?”

“She. Said. Yes.” Chris held the phone to Lin’s face.

You

The answer is yes. I’m 100% sure I got this one right :)

“She… she said yes… oh my god! Chris! She said yes!” Lin yelled in disbelief, a wide grin on his face.

Chris watched Lin pump his fist into the air and jump for joy. You spent the rest of the bus ride smiling to yourself. When you got off your bus to walk into your job, your phone pinged with another message.

Lin

Does next Friday work for you?

You

It’s a date.

#lin manuel miranda x reader #lin manuel x reader #lmm x reader #lin manuel miranda imagine #lin manuel miranda fluff #hamilcast rpf #hamilcast imagine #hamilcast fluff

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adothoe-blog · 7 years ago

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i love your fics but was wondering if you could point me to other good smut for lin and daveed and oak? i have a lot of free time and wanna indulge

thank you! i can’t tell you specific fics because i don’t really read them (or i skip over the smut since i’m a lesbian lol) but i’ll tag some writers and they can hook you up with their favorite smuts they’ve written maybe?

i always rec @diggs4life for smut because her whole masterlist is great

@daveeddiggsit has a buuunch of Daveed smut (you’ve probably read Vegas but she has a lot more)

@imagineham has Oak and Daveed smut if i’m not mistaken

@manuelmiranduh has Lin smut

@hamimagines has smut for basically everyone and i’m pretty sure she posted the og Lin Sin (and Rachel is the best, she’s a super great friend and an even better writer)

@imaginebeinghamiltrash also has a bunch of Lin, Daveed, and Oak smut

@musicalmiranda has one or two Daveed smuts

and @hamiltonwrotetheother51 has quite a few Lin smuts

sorry i couldn’t help more!

#asks #writers

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the-space-daddy-blog · 8 years ago

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Hamilton Writers Masterlist

I said I was going to do it, and I actually did it!

It is under a cut because there are so many wonderful writers!

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adothoe

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alexanderhamllton

angeilca-s

angerybisexual

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daddy—washington

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diggs4life

down4usnavy

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fluffmilton

fragmentofmymind

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iamnotthrowingawaymyshit

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iputmyselfintothenarrative

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itsquietuptwon

iwrotemywayto-revolution

letsgiggletogether

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literallylin

l-nmanuel

lookaroundlookaroundhowlucky

manuelmirandamn

manuelmiranduh

musicalmiranda

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ourforgottenboleros

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protecting-my-legacy

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rikareena

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#hamilton masterlist #i told you i would do it #my posts

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hamimagines · 7 years ago

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you should check out hamiltonwrotetheother51! her writing is amazing

thank you i will!

#answers #Anonymous

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ozarkthedog · 4 years ago

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The thought of Chris pressing his forehead to mine as he pounds into me, holding my face in his large hand and saying "you feel so good, fuck" and "could stay inside you forever" and "you're all mine. My dirty little girl" does things to me🥵

Chris is totally a hands-on kind of man

His large palms would be all over your body

Groping your ass, pinching your perky nips and clutching your face in his hands when he fills you up

“that pretty little pussy swallowing my cock so good”

His eyes would rarely leave your face, so intent with watching your features twist with ecstasy as he thrusts into your core

And you know he’d be one for eye contact

“keep those eyes on me while I spread you out with my cock”

“Look at how your pussy is creamin’ on my dick, you Dirty Girl”

And I wouldn’t be surprised if he’d egg you on when you lift your hips up and try to take his cock even deeper with each thrust

“Want more of me, Kitten? Want to feel me in your belly?”

Oof. I can’t-

Sinful Sunday

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#chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine #chris evans x you #chris evans x reader #chris evans blurb #chris evans headcanon #chris evans request #sinful sunday #ozark writes

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benhardyisdaddy · 6 years ago

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Complicated - BenxReader

@thatweirdomimic @loveandbeloved29 @lainkaulait @literatureandqueen @oxuminaa @sonic-volcano @queenfan1 @radiob-l-a-hblah @im-an-adult-ish @artsyle

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(if i forgot u in any tags OR u want to be tagged in any, plz just send me an ask or a message and i’ll add u <3)

#tag list #what a time #howl #snowed in #benhardyisdaddy #permanent tag list

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secretschuylersister · 8 years ago

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ok so i've just discovered this whole concept of "person x reader" things because i just got a tumblr and so uh where do i start

For starters, I have a (non-exhaustive) fic rec tag that’s full of stuff I enjoyed.

@hamwriters is a good resource, too. There are a ton of fics by different authors all in one place, and you can search by things like fic length, genre, character, stuff like that.

I’ve been meaning to put together a long list of writers I love with links to their masterlists for awhile, so I’m going to use this as an opportunity to do that. It’s going to be super long, so everything will be under a cut. I’ll also say that even this isn’t a comprehensive list, because there are SO many talented writers in this fandom and I’m 100% certain I’ve missed a million people. It’s definitely a good jumping off point, though.

(Also if there’s anyone included here who would rather not be, please let me know!)

So here we go:

@a-hurricane-came - masterlist

@a-schuylerr - masterlist

@adothoe - masterlist

@always-blame-jefferson - masterlist

@andiknowsheishelpless - masterlist

@and-peggy-yall - masterlist

@angerybisexual - masterlist

@alexanderhamllton - masterlist

@all-i-have-is-my-honor - writing tag

@butlinislin - masterlist

@c-jacksonn - masterlist

@cinnamonbuneliza - masterlist

@chloehamiltonn - masterlist

@chuckisgod - masterlist

@daveedish - masterlist

@daveeddiggsit - masterlist

@digging-daveed - masterlist

@diggs4life - masterlist

@down4usnavy - masterlist

@dvddggs - masterlist

@elizabethschxyler - masterlist

@ellzabethschuyler - masterlist

@fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines - masterlist

@femilton - masterlist

@forlifeloveandhappiness - masterlist

@fragmentofmymind - masterlist

@gratitudejoyandsorrow - masterlist

@hamilbye - masterlist

@hamilton-noodles - masterlist

@hamitome–imagines - masterlist

@hamlltvn - masterlist

@hamilton-familtonimagines - masterlist

@hamiltonwrotetheother51 - masterlist

@hamiltales - masterlist

@hamilficsfordays - masterlist

@hamiltonsquills - masterlist

@hamiltrashtothemax - masterlist

@helplessforbroadway - masterlist

@hercules-mullifan - masterlist

@icanneverbesatisfied - masterlist

@iputmyselfintothenarrative - masterlist

@imagine-hamilfluff - masterlist

@iwrotemywayto-revolution - masterlist

@imwritingmywayout - writing tag

@imaginebeinghamiltrash - masterlist

@imagineham - masterlist

@insane-hamilton-imagines - masterlist

@l-nmanuel - masterlist

@letsgiggletogether - writing tag

@linmanuclmiranda - masterlist

@linslovelylocks - masterlist

@literallylin - masterlist

@love-doesnt-discriminate - masterlist

@lordlmm - masterlist

@manuelmiranduh - masterlist

@marquiis-de-la-baguette - masterlist

@musicalmiranda - masterlist

@myalexanderhamiltonjustyouwait - writing tag

@nobeatnomelody - masterlist

@ourforgottenboleros - masterlist

@pastpatientlywaitingforimagines - masterlist

@protecting-my-legacy - masterlist

@puns-and-fics - masterlist

@raise-our-glasses-to-freedom - masterlist

@ruth-hamilton-delrio - masterlist

@saynotofics - masterlist

@schuyler-in-the-sequel - writing tag

@strongenoughfoundation - masterlist

@sunriseovertheroomwhereithappens - writing tag

@sunshinemiranda - masterlist

@sunlightschuyler - masterlist

@tempfixeliza - masterlist

@thatoneimaginesblog - masterlist

@the-and-peggy - masterlist

@theroomwhereitswritten - masterlist

@timeforhamilton - masterlist

@u-snavi - masterlist

@unlazilyfreshrebel - masterlist

@whatdimissmotherfuckers - masterlist

@wrotemywayoutimagines - masterlist

@yayhamletnonstop - masterlist

#for future reference #fic rec #asks #this is (largely) in alphabetical order #it's grouped by letter but it gets a little iffy within that #if you do enough linking all letters start to look the same #sorry this took me so long to answer but I wanted to give everybody's links #I couldn't find every masterlist so I did my best to find their general writing tag instead in those cases #lord I hope the formatting/hyperlinks work here #let me know if I messed yours up #I get asked for recommendations a lot so I just wanted one big post I can link to #so this is that #okay popping this in the queue for tomorrow now #bye

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allthesedaydreams · 8 years ago

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do you follow any underrated Hamilton blogs?

I don’t know if I like the word underrated. Everyone in this fandom is so talented. It’s absolutely bonkers. Here’s a bunch more amazing authors that I forgot in my last post about authors everyone should go read:

@linslovelylocks@hamiltonwrotetheother51@iputmyselfintothenarrative@hamil-lins@livinglikelaarry@hamlltvn@hamilsquad-writings@womenarethesequel@lordlmm@yayhamletnonstop@willieverbesatisfied@gunsandfics@thinkabout-dreams@imwritingmywayoutThanks for being inspiring and talented.

#author rec #i'm horrible and i think i hit follow for some people after i read their fics but i don't #I'M SO SORRY #Anonymous

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imaginebeinghamiltrash · 7 years ago

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I Choose You

Pairing: Daveed x Reader

Requested?: No, but I wrote this drabble on my old account and then Rosie said she was interested in knowing more so this came about!

Summary: Daveed can’t recall when his feelings shifted from platonic to romantic but now he has a crush on his best friend. She also has a boyfriend. Great.

Words: 2k+

A/N: I literally wrote this whole thing yesterday but I got the green light from Ale to post it now so...ENJOY! I hope you like it!

Tags: @hamiltonwrotetheother51 @thehamiltonpost @patron-saintof-sluts @butlinislin @daveeddiggsit @nadialinett14 @librarychild @spidey-boii @me-hoy-me-trash @serkewen12 @daveedish @anthonyramosobc @autistic-alien @runnerriley @hamilsquad-writings @thegirlonhamilton

Everyone wondered how you and Daveed never went through that “crushing on your best friend” phase. Daveed would just shrug and not ponder on it, when you have a friend for so many years you only see them as a friend. You two grew up together, went to school together, and now live together in an apartment. Then one day Daveed realized that he was a sucker for your smile. He’d occasionally go out of his way to buy you your favorite snacks when he noticed you were running low but isn’t that what best friends normally do? He ignored the feeling in his chest and kept it pushing. Then one day he walked into your shared apartment to find you making out with a guy on the couch. You introduced said guy as your boyfriend and Daveed instantly hated him. That was when he knew that the crush phase was here and it was hitting him hard. He had no real basis for his hatred of your boyfriend except the fact that he was your boyfriend. He wasn’t an ugly guy; he was tall, suave and 100% your type. He never had an issue with any of your past partners so this sudden change threw him for a loop.

“Get it together, D.” Daveed rubbed his eyes, sitting up slowly in his bed.

His sheets pooled at his hips as he stretched, a few bones cracking in the process. He slowly stood up, scratching at his bare stomach as he left the room. He heard the TV down the hall and followed the noise. He found you sitting on the couch, flipping through channels as you ate a bagel.

“Y/N, is that my shirt?” Daveed crossed his arms over his chest, walking to the front of the couch.

You looked over at him, an innocent smile on your face.

“I thought it was mine!”

“I am the only person in this apartment who owns Oaklandish shirts, all the ones you claim as yours were once mine.” He pointed out, shaking his head as he sat next to you.

“Oops.” You said, biting into your bagel again.

Daveed was gonna respond when you put your bagel to his lips, he took a bite leaning back against the couch. His eyes lingered over your figure in his shirt. He would let you steal every last one of his Oaklandish shirts if it meant he could see you wearing them all day. You were so beautiful, why didn’t he make this epiphany when you were single?

“Daveed, you should go on a double date with me and Roger.”

Daveed sighed, this isn’t the first time you hinted at a double date. Each time you did he turned it down because the idea of being around you and Roger in an intimate setting was something he would rather avoid.

“No thanks.”

“Come on, I’m trying to get you laid! I know some girls who would love to sink their claws into you.” You teased, poking his stomach.

Daveed slapped your hand away.

“No one is ‘sinking their claws’ into me.” Daveed chuckled, turning his attention to the TV.

“Daveed turning down sex? I’m shocked.”

“Not turning down sex, I am turning down an evening of watching you tongue down your boyfriend. I’ve gotten enough of that in the past 2 years.” Daveed rolled his eyes dramatically.

“Like I haven’t watched you make out with a few girls. You got around in college, D.”

“Those were dark times, how dare you.” Daveed clutched his chest as if he was hurt.

“Yeah yeah yeah. Come on, we-”

You were cut off by the doorbell. You glanced behind you at the intercom and stood up, making your way over to it.

“Who is it?” You asked as you pushed the mic button.

“It’s me babe, open up.” Roger’s voice came through the speaker.

Daveed rolled his eyes as you pushed the button to unlock the front door of the building.

“Isn’t it supposed to be an us day? Movie night?” Daveed groaned, watching you walk to the front door and unlock it.

“I know. I told him that too, I don’t know why he’s here.” You shrugged, pulling the door open and hearing approaching footsteps.

“Hey babe.” Roger said, smiling at you and pecking your lips.

“Hey, what’s up? Why are you here?” You stepped back, letting your boyfriend in.

“I can’t come visit my girlfriend?”

“Of course you can but I told you today was ‘me and D’ day.” You said, locking the door and following him to the living room area.

Daveed kept his focus on the TV though he could hear Roger behind him.

“Well I got a bit bored so I thought I could hang with my girlfriend and her best friend.” Roger jumped on the couch, glancing towards Daveed.

“Am I interrupting something?” Roger raised a brow, noticing Daveed’s lack of shirt.

“I just woke up.” Daveed deadpanned, already having little patience for your boyfriend.

You noticed the tension and immediately sat between both boys.

“Babe, can we talk in the kitchen?” You turned to him, batting your eyelashes.

“Of course.” Roger stood, holding your hand as you lead him to the kitchen.

You pulled him as far in as you could and turned to face him, arms crossed over your chest.

“You could’ve texted me.” You lowered your voice, knowing Daveed was a few feet away.

“I wanted to surprise you, I missed you.” Roger whispered back, his hands on your hips.

You smiled lightly and pecked his lips.

“That’s sweet babe but you know Daveed isn’t really a fan of you. I don’t need that negative energy in my home. I live with him.”

“I know that but you should be considerate about my feelings as well. I shouldn’t have to tiptoe around your best friend. I am your boyfriend, your partner. It’s unfair. How do you think I feel when I come over and he’s shirtless and you’re wearing what is probably his shirt and no pants?” Roger responded, anger slowly dripping into his tone.

“First of all, I am wearing shorts. Second of all, me and Daveed have always been like this since we were kids. You knew our dynamic the moment you entered this house and you still asked me to be your girlfriend.” You shot back, trying to hold back any sign of irritation in your voice.

“I didn’t think it would always be him over me when I asked you out!”

“It’s never been him over you! There’s a difference between separating two people and choosing one over the other. I never canceled our dates. I came to all of your family dinners and went to your place to take care of you when you were sick. I’ve been nothing but fair and the one time I ask you to do me a favor by staying away for one day out of the month, it’s a fucking issue? You’re acting like a child!”

Your voice was slowly raising and you knew you should try to lower it but Roger was working your nerves.

“I am not acting like a child! I’m calling out your bullshit!” Roger yelled, his hand dropping from your hips.

“My bullshit? Do you hear yourself? You’re having a hissy fit over nothing!” You yelled back, pushing past him and heading for the living room.

Daveed watched you both enter the living room. He decided to stay out of it, for now.

“I am not! I have a right to feel threatened!”

“By a man who has been in my life since before I could even speak! I don’t know what you want from me, Roger!” You turned to face him again, exasperation clear in your tone.

“I want you to choose me!”

You paused, trying to make sense of what he just said.

“What?”

“I’m giving you an ultimatum. Me or him. You could move in with me and we can start a new stage of life. Or you can stay here with him and lose me. It’s your choice.” Roger said, giving you an intense look.

You noticed Daveed starting to get up from the couch but you held out your hand, signaling for him to stop. He slowly sat back down, gritting his teeth.

“So that’s it? Either you or him?” You repeated, leaning against the wall near the door.

Roger nodded, “Me or him.”

You nodded slowly, walking to the door and opening it.

“Bye.”

Roger’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline.

“Excuse me? You’re serious right now?” Roger said in disbelief.

“Yep. Go. Get out. I made my choice.” You opened the door wider, your voice cold.

Roger was stunned. He stood there, mouth gaping like a fish out of water. Finally, he straightened his posture and walked out with his head held high.

“Don’t call me when you-”

“Don’t worry. The last thing I’m gonna do is call you.” You cut him off, slamming the door shut in his face and locking it.

You took a deep breath, resting your head against the door. You just broke up with your boyfriend of two years.

Daveed stood up and walked over slowly, trying to find something to say but nothing felt right.

You turned around and jumped slightly when you saw how close Daveed was to you. He smiled sympathetically.

“I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to make you lose him…” Daveed spoke softly, opening his arms.

You walked closer and hugged him tightly before pulling away to look at him.

“It’s fine, I don’t need him. I have you. I’ve always had you.”

Sure, you loved Roger. It hurt to have him do this to you but if he was going to act like that then you didn’t need him. Daveed was a constant in your life that you could rely on more than anyone else you knew. Of course you would choose him.

Daveed looked at you, a smile slowly forming on his face.

“You mean that?” He asked, arms still around you.

“Of course! Us against the world, remember?” You smiled back, resting your hands on his shoulders.

Daveed felt a surge of joy that had him grinning ear to ear. You giggled and tilted your head. You can’t remember the last time you’d seen Daveed smile that big. You were going to ask what had gotten into him when suddenly Daveed’s lips were on yours. As quickly as they were on you, they were gone. Daveed’s grin replaced with a look of horror as he pulled his arms away from you.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that. I...I…” Daveed backed away slowly, feeling like the world around him was crumbling.

Why did he do that?

“I….”

Daveed tried to find the words to save him. The words that would justify his stupid decision but nothing came up. His throat felt like it was closing on him. You were looking at him but you weren’t saying anything, just staring at him with an expression he couldn’t read.

Why won’t you say anything?

Daveed turned on his heels and retreated into his room, closing the door behind him. He needed to get out. He needed to leave. He quickly tossed on a shirt and his shoes, grabbing his keys and opening his window. He went down the fire escape and started walking down the street, his thoughts racing faster than he could comprehend.

You blinked slowly, the silence in the apartment bringing you back into the moment.

What just happened?

You walked down the hall and knocked on Daveed’s door.

“D? Daveed, please open up. I’m not mad if that’s what you think…” You wrapped your arms around yourself, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

You didn’t know what to think about what just happened but having two men walk away from you today would be too much.

“Daveed?...”

You slowly opened the door, looking around and noticing the wide open window. Your heart sank as you realized Daveed wasn’t here anymore. With a deep sigh, you closed the door and walked to your room. You were left to an empty apartment and your thoughts.

#pls dont hate me BYE #daveed diggs x reader #daveed diggs imagine #daveed diggs fluff #hamilcast x reader #hamilcast rpf #hamilcast imagine

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adoredykelano · 8 years ago

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hamiltonwrotetheother51?

@hamiltonwrotetheother51 i've read a couple of their fics that jena has sent me and they are SUPER talented???? and i'm trash and literally just realized that i wasn't following them lmao when will i get my shit together

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elizaslegacy · 8 years ago

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Prince of Crimson Tides (Chapter 4)

Summary: You’re a Spanish princess whose ship was raided by pirates. You come to find that the Captain of the pirate ship is none other than Captain Miranda - otherwise known as the Prince of Crimson Tides.

Pairing(s): Lin x reader (give me suggestions for other pairings!!)

Warnings: cursing, death, guns, mentions of sex (in Spanish)

Tags: @lookaroundlookaroundhowlucky @haletotheking24 @hamiltonwrotetheother51

It all happened so fast.

One minute, you had just been talking to Jasmine and Leslie. Well, Jasmine had been yelling at you while Leslie looked around anxiously. You had remained quiet.

The next thing you knew, crew members of the rogue ship were swinging over onto the deck, advancing towards you.

Leslie ushered you into Lin’s quarters once again, locking the door behind him. You saw the man pull out a cutlass though the cracks in the old wooden door; a lump formed in your throat.

Shouts and cries sounded from the deck; Anthony emerged from Lin’s room looking slightly baffled. “Wait,” he started, his eyebrows furrowing. “You tricked me and left!”

You bit your lip and hung your head in shame. The betrayed look on his face was similar to that of a kicked puppy. You opened your mouth to apologize, but were interrupted by the door being barged down behind you. You jumped in fright, praying to every god you knew that it was just an upset Lin or the like.

No such luck. You were faced with a true fulfillment of the pirate stereotype you had originally expected Lin to embody - scraggly beard, coarse hair, missing teeth, and sun-spotted skin. The man chuckled darkly.

“So this is where the Captain keeps his real treasure, eh?” The man’s voice was hoarse and rough; he spoke in a heavy British accent.

You remained dead silent; you could hear your heart pounding in your ears. It felt as though your veins had turned to ice. Anthony, however, did not share your sentiments. “Uh, no. The treasure is kept in the treasury. I think that’s pretty obvious,” he stated matter-of-factly.

You stared at him incredulously. Was he fucking kidding? This man probably had a deadly weapon on hand, ready to kill, and Anthony decides to fucking sass him? You wanted to shout at him, but remained silent.

The rogue pirate slowly walked over to you, eyeing you up as though you were a piece of meat. “Hello, Princess,” he said gruffly, grinning with that creepy toothless smile. “We’re gonna take you with us on The Rose. You’re ours now.”

Fear shot through your heart, your hands becoming clammy, but Anthony interrupted again. “You say that as if The Rose still exists,” he laughed merrily. “You can’t bring the princess onto a ship that doesn’t exist.”

The man growled angrily, stepping towards Anthony. “Watch it, kid. I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, but you better hold your tongue.”

“What I’m saying is extremely simple,” Anthony drawled casually; he picked dirt out of his fingernails without a care in the world. “The Prince of Crimson Tides is the captain of this ship, and you’ve been in here a good five minutes. I think you’ll find that The Rose ceases to exist.”

The man opened his mouth to protest, but a deafening gunshot stopped him. In a flash of smoke, he was facedown on the wooden floor with a single bullet hole in the back of his head.

Your features contorted with horror as you looked up to the source of the gunshot; you were met with the cold eyes of Captain Miranda. He looked different than normal. His demeanor was stoic; his mere presence felt ice cold. You felt even more terrified than before, if that was possible.

A bark of laughter escaped Anthony’s lips. “Yo, that was crazy, Lin! I just said all that shit hoping somebody would show up.” You looked at the young man nervously. There was a dead body on the floor and he was laughing?

Anthony opened his mouth to speak again, but was cut off by Lin’s harsh tone. “Ramos, it’s time for you to leave. I need to deal with la princesa now.”

The younger man immediately nodded and scampered out of the room, as though Lin was a predator and he was the frightened prey. The door slammed shut behind him.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?” the Captain hissed. You rolled your eyes dismissively. “What the fuck was that attitude right there? You know, I felt bad about the whole bath debacle before, but you need to be punished now.”

“Punished? Who the fuck do you think-”

Your words were stopped by Lin’s lips forcefully colliding with yours. Your eyes shot open in shock; you tried to pull away and protest, but the Captain was now gripping your waist with an unflinching grasp. The taste of the salty ocean breeze entered your mouth as he forced your lips open.

Lin pulled away for a brief moment to glare down into your eyes. “I’m the Prince of Crimson fucking Tides. I suggest you start treating me with the respect I deserve.”

Before you could object, his lips were back on yours; his tongue worked its way into your mouth despite your feeble attempts to pull away.

The Captain pushed you down on the bed. “Are you a virgin?” he inquired angrily, flames burning in his eyes.

You spluttered. “W-why would you need to know that? Get off of me!”

Lin’s hand slid under your chin, pulling your head up until your eyes met his.

“Princesa,” he cautioned. “Si no me respondes, te joderé hasta que no puedas caminar por una semana.”

Your heart dropped as you understood his effortless Spanish. Wait, what? Lin spoke Spanish? He spoke flawlessly, too, not stumbling over his words once.

You gulped. “Yes. Yes, I’m a virgin. Virginity is held sacred in my kingdom and women are discarded like trash if they fornicate before marriage,” you rambled, reciting the age old law that had been burned into your brain so many times.

And just like that, Lin’s hands left you. You looked up to see him standing about a foot away from you, his hands held up in surrender.

“Wait...w-what?” you asked, confused at the Captain’s sudden retreat. The only response you received was a slam of the bedroom door as he immediately left.

“Do ya think he’d actually kill her?” Anthony murmured, fear evident in his voice.

“Hah! As if,” Renee snorted as she swept the desk leisurely.

Daveed nodded. “Yeah, Renee’s right. He’s soft for her.”

“In the emotional way,” Jasmine added. “Most definitely not in the physical sense.” The group laughed quietly.

The crew continued about their duties, trying not to snicker when they saw a disheveled Lin appear later.

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