#i got so excited when I saw this in my inbox

[pub-lius]

RACHEL HAMILTON FACTS

Help I have a wax museum project for school and I’m doing her I cannot find anything about her

OKOKOK This ask is the reason I opened my inbox and discovered all my unanswered asks FSHSJKHFSKH mb. My source for this is Ron Chernow's Alexander Hamilton (because when isn't it) because exactly as you said, there is very little information about Rachel, and Ron walked so the rest of us could run. Here we go

Rachel was one of seven children

Five of Rachel's siblings died in childhood, leaving only our girl and her sister Ann. Ann went on to marry James Lytton after she fled Nevis (where they lived) due to an agricultural plague. Ann Lytton could not take in young Hamilton when he needed it, but she was the only blood relative on Rachel's side that he maintained contact with, and helped her out financially later on.

She was a child of divorce (basically)

Her parents had a very rocky relationship, and this possibly impacted her later relationships with men. Eventually, her parents separated, and she lived with her mother. She seems to have been very close with her mother, as they moved often together, or at least stayed close to one another.

She was previously married, and divorced

Before she met James Hamilton, she was married to man named Johann Lavien. Lavien was really horrible to her and financially and mentally abused her. When she ran away, Lavien sued for divorce, but long story short, Rachel didn't show up for court, and ended up being imprisoned for several years for adultery. The way divorce worked at the time was that a man could win a divorce case with just one accusation of adultery (especially if the woman didn't show up for court) but a woman needed several different, confirmed charges against the man to win. So, it would have been very hard for her to have won in the first place. Also, because of her no-show, she was forbidden from ever remarrying, hence why Hamilton was a bastard.

It is not incorrect to call her Rachel Hamilton and/or Rachel Faucette

While it is probably more respectful to use her maiden name, Faucette, there was a time where she lived as Rachel Hamilton, even though her marriage to James could not have been legally valid. While they lived in Nevis, James and Rachel lived with their two children as a married couple. However, it was when they moved to St. Croix that people recognized her as the former Mrs. Lavien, and tormented her and the boys with their illegitimacy.

She was a very independent woman

If Hamilton inherited anything from his mother, it was his quick thinking and independent mind. Rachel had her own income, and was able to provide for her two sons and tutor them after James left them. She was described by one of Hamilton's sons as "a woman of superior intellect, elevated sentiment, and unusual grace of person and manner. For her he was indebted for his genius." These are all words used to describe Hamilton later in life.

She supported other local women

In teaching her son in his earliest education, she chose a local Jewish woman to do so. Hamilton recalled being taught by her when he was small enough to sit on the table to read next to her. Towards her death, she was tended to by a woman named Ann McDonnell. In a society that was incredibly hostile to women, this was very important.

She died of an unknown illness next to her son, Alexander

She caught a fever in 1768, and was tended to by the aforementioned Ms. McDonnell and a man named Dr. Herring. She was given valerian, and bloodletting was used on Alexander (medicine of the 18th century is a whole other can of worms). Unfortunately, she did not recover, and died at nine o'clock on February 19, 1768.

Those are some of the most important and interesting facts, I believe, about Rachel Faucette. She is really one of my favorite historical figures, and I could talk about her and Maria Reynolds all day. I just love women who overcome the disadvantages they were given in life, I respect them so much. Hope this helps with your project!!!

[nrc-asteryn-crew]

A notification flashes across phone screens everywhere throughout NRC. The radio podcast, NRTea has gone live once more!

"Hello, hello, dearest listeners! And welcome to another episode of NRTea, the hottest tea party on sages island! I'm your host, Chamomile-"

"and I am Earl Grey"

"And oh boy do we have a story for you today! Take it away, Earl!"

"...alright.

As of late, there have been brambles spiralling up and encasing parts of the Ramshackle dorm. The brambles themselves seem generally harmless, as do the roses that fall from them, but if you prick yourself on the thorns, it would be quite an unpleasant sensation, so I'd suggest exercising some extra caution when visiting for now."

"Yup, yup! If you've got a friend or two living in the dorm out there, go check on em and make sure they're doing okay!"

"I know I myself must check in on my dearest companions soon..."

"Well that's it for now! We've been your hosts, Chamomile-"

"And Earl Grey,"

"And this has been NRTea. Stay thirsty, dear listeners!"

The stream continues on for a bit before cutting off, though.

"Hey... James?"

"Yes?"

"Y'know how Yuna has been locking up lately and stuff? Says she's been super sick recently."

"Mhm... It's quite concerning, if I am being honest. I haven't seen her for a while..."

"...I wonder if Yuna is alright. I hope she doesn't get hurt with all those brambles."

"...Me too, Lewis. Me too."

(✨YUNA OVERBLOT STUFF YAHOO!!!

-✨mod, @night-raven-miscellany. Technically James and Lewis, too, but I haven't been adding them fhdjfj)

Kiyuu stared down at her phone with a frown as the podcast ended. She didn't say anything, prompting Aros to speak up from behind her.

"...Lucky you haven't been over there for a while, isn't it?"

He spoke, giving Kiyuu a faint smile, leaning in just a little closer while dabbing a makeup brush into the eyeshadow pallette in his hand, before applying it, making slightly quicker movements than previously, already being able to tell what Kiyuu was thinking.

They both knew the signs by now from even just a glance. With the context the podcast had accidentlly given... Something bad was about to happen. That much they could tell.

His expression morphed back into a frown as he watched how Kiyuu's face seemed to go through a cycle of conflicting emotions, confirming what he'd thought.

"...Yuuto's close by, though. And he definitely won't hesitate to head straight for Ramshackle once he suspects something's happening..."

There was more silence, only disturbed by the quiet sounds of rummaging through makeup and supplies from Aros. They'd been in the middle of testing out some makeup samples Aros had been sent for a promotion when they'd decided to tune into NRTea's podcast in the background.

"...Would you like me to quickly finish applying your makeup before we go?"

Aros offered, picking up an eyelash curler, and tilting Kiyuu's head up gently with his pointer finger.

"But-"

"Ah- Let me finish now. If you're worried about time, I'll change up our plan, do something quick, yet effective, instead. Don't stress out more than you need to. It won't do you any good."

"Mmh... Okay then. I'd- really like that. Thank you..."

Kiyuu conceeded softly, a silent exchange of gratitude from Kiyuu between them, Aros nodding in response, expression neutral as he continued.

"...Heh. I bet he's real excited right now. I worry a lot for him when he does this sort of thing, y'know. Just doing whatever he wants with no consideration to anyone else's feelings..."

Kiyuu mumbled, an underlying bitterness that she never quite felt wholeheartedly in her voice.

"That's just how he is. The only thing for us to do now is help them both out, hm?"

"Ah- right..! Yuna, I heard their name was, I think... I hope they're alright..."

"As do I."

Aro's commented as he stood, reaching instinctively for his hand mirror, handing it to Kiyuu as he hastily, yet still neatly, tidied up his supplies.

"Satisfactory?"

He asked, turning his head around to gauge Kiyuu's opinion.

"Yeah! More than, for sure."

Kiyuu agreed, handing back the mirror. She felt a little better now, the familiar feeling of her makeup calming her nerves ever so slightly.

After a few short moments she stood, hastily reaching to fix up her hair into a more practical fashion.

"Okay! Okay. Let's go! We shouldn't waste anymore time."

She announced, projecting bounds more confidence than she actually felt.

"Yes, let's. Perhaps we'll even arrive before anything too disastrous occurs on either party's end..."

Aros responded. Though somehow, they both doubted that much of a miricle would happen for them today...

[xxplastic-cubexx]

BIRTHDAY HAUL courtesy of a very lovely friend of mine 🥺

bonus goofy pics of a bday snack i had earlier with my favorite menace …..

[hopppyscotch]

HEAVY TF2 TUMMY !! !! !!

heavy weapons guy save me

[skyloftian-nutcase]

So. Um. I tried my hand at writing a little something with hdw and Power Link (who I ended up calling Chime because of your one doodle with him and Mask and calling him “other Link” got hard to work with and I gave up lol). I tried to give it some comforty vibes, and hopefully I succeeded. And hopefully I also wrote Power okay 😅

it’s not much, but I hope you enjoy and also feel better Skye <3

- Sky Floor

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Impa was often... not sure what to think of the other heroes who were fighting with them.

The fact that two of them were children was alarming, even if the hero of winds generally acted fairly mature. She couldn’t deny that they were all skilled fighters, and Mask truly was a menace on the battlefield. Tune could be so as well, and the eldest, the one Mask had started calling Chime was... well.

He was just as skilled a warrior, no doubt about that, and seemed much more put together outwardly, but Impa was not convinced.

It was only small things she noticed, signs here and there. He was about as secretive as herself, and his personality was hard for her to parse out. But the heaviness in his gaze and circles under his eyes she often glimpsed reminded her all too much of the reflection she saw in the mirror every morning. Add that to him being half-Sheikah, and the pieces of his life she’d gleaned, and she couldn’t help but watch him a bit more closely than the other two.

He’d mentioned he was close with an Impa of his own. And despite her own troubles, Impa figured she should at least try and watch out for him in her stead.

And now, watching him and her son doze against each other after a particularly exhausting battle, there was a strange mix of warmth and worry for the both of them plaguing her.

Impa crossed her arms, studying them. Neither was fully asleep, but neither of them was fully awake either, breath puffing out in faint clouds as they dozed. The small scratches and bruises that weren’t worth a potion to heal on their faces seemed more obvious in the light from the dying fire, and Impa trailed her gaze over them, wondering they’d been cleaned or not.

She would’ve stayed where she was and let them doze a while longer, but it was starting to get cold, and the last thing the army needed was the two of them sick. Impa sighed, and stood and walked over to them, both heroes’ eyes cracking open at the sound of her approach.

“It’s getting late,” she said, her voice feeling oddly loud despite her quiet tone. “You two should head inside. It’s been a long day, and I know you were both injured. Proper rest would do you good.”

Her son groaned, closing his eyes again, but the other Link nodded, nudging his younger counterpart further awake. “Come on Captain, she’s right. You’ll be warmer inside.”

“Mm... fine,” her son mumbled, making half an effort to blink himself awake. He rubbed at his arm where Impa knew he’d been struck earlier, then yawned, dark circles stark under his eyes.

They matched the ones on his counterpart’s face, and Impa couldn’t help but hover when they stood up, Link stumbling due to tiredness, Chime stumbling due to his previously-broken leg that a red potion was still working on. They both managed to get themselves upright though, and once Impa made sure they were both able to stand, she began herding them both across camp.

Her son’s sleepiness made him more snuggly than usual, and Impa looked at him worriedly as he slumped against her shoulder. Chime at least was holding himself upright, but both were well and truly exhausted.

The whole day had been... a lot.

Blood flickered in Impa’s memory, but she hastily shooed it away. There was no need for that. Both of them were fine. Everyone was fine.

Impa finally got them to Link’s tent, the closest of the three of theirs. Tune and Mask weren’t around, which wasn’t surprising as they sometimes slept elsewhere, but Impa was relieved it gave them some extra peace and quiet. Link slumped down on his cot when Impa guided him there, barely looking alive, and Chime sat beside him and nudged him, urging him to take off his boots at least. Link did so, slowly, and Impa looked at the other hero, making no move to do the same as he stared off into the middle distance.

“Do you need some assistance?” she asked him carefully, and he blinked, his blank stare turning towards her. “With your shoe. Because of your leg?”

He blinked again, then shook his head, earrings reflecting the lantern light as they swayed. “I still need to head back to my own tent.”

“Your tent is currently halfway across camp, and you were falling asleep just on the walk here,” Impa said sternly. “There’s no reason why you shouldn’t stay. There’s enough room beside Link.”

“Yeah,” her son mumbled, sleepily leaning on his counterpart. “I don’t mind. ‘S fine.”

Chime looked unsure, but then Link slumped, asleep again. Impa couldn’t help her quiet chuckle, and Chime sighed at the hero dozing on his arm, carefully maneuvering himself around so they were both lying on Link’s cot.

Impa wordlessly moves to his feet and the older Link kicked off one of them, Impa tugging off the other on his injured leg. He met her eyes as he gave her a nod of thanks, his red alarmingly close to her own, and Impa briefly wondered if her own son would’ve looked like him if her genes had won out.

“General,” he acknowledged quietly, and she nodded in return, a smile twitching at her lips as Link grabbed onto him in his sleep.

“Got some rest. You’ve both earned it,” she replied just as quietly, and though he seemed hesitant, Chime eventually closed his eyes, joining Link in falling sleep.

Impa fetched a blanket and set it over the two, then watched them again for several moments, their expressions more soothed in slumber, but with exhaustion still tugging at the edges. Chime seemed younger as he slept, much of his worry smoothed from his face, and Impa wondered not for the first time how old he was.

Much too young, she thought with a sigh, and gently fixed the blanket over the two, watching them for a few more quiet seconds.

Then she exited the tent with nothing but a soft rustle.

I had to hold on to this so I could reread it like four times AAAHHH PEGGY I ADORE THIS ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Nicknaming him Chime is adorable and precious I’m adopting that idea I love it you’re a genius and so is Mask 🥺❤️❤️❤️

I love how quiet this all feels, like it’s still comfort but it has that distance to it from the strained relationship between Impa and her son and because Power tends to keep everyone at arm’s length and doesn’t know what to make of Impa and alsjdfhdowiher PEGGY this is fantastic!!!! You wrote Power great, he’d be trying to look out for Link but also just be so dead tired mentally and generally stay formal and distant from everyone he isn’t looking after, especially Impa as he has many mixed feelings about her fisheeveififhsskiwjw THIS IS SO GOOD OH MY GOSH

WARRIORS BEING ALL SNUGGLY BECAUSE HE IS SLEEPY AWWWW

HE LEANED ON IMPA IT COUNTS AS CHDDLING WIRH HIS MOM

IMPA LOOKING OUT FOR POWER BECAUSE MAMA CAN SENSE SOMETHING IS OFF GOGFHSJSOWBEBR

I ADORE THIS THANK YOU 😭❤️ Power and Warriors are so cute together aahhhhhh they’re brothers I love them this is amazing I’m gonna reread it a hundred times ❤️❤️❤️

[turtledork02]

I wanna give Ripped Raph a kiss on the forehead... She is so darling....

After this she gave your four forehead kisses in return :D

click for better quality

[eldritch-nightmare]

I honestly love your depiction of Slenderman and the mansion. As much as I love the whole Slenderman treating everyone with love and being a found family with the residents of the mansion, it feels so refreshing seeing Slenderman act similar to how you portray him! Also, I’m very curious hearing more about slender and Sally’s relationship in the future (or now lol)!!

i'm glad to hear that!! i feel like i've never really given slender much thought or attention before so i feel like my depiction of it is rusty compared to a lot of the other creepypastas so i'm glad to hear that you enjoy it <3

as for slender's relationship with sally:

we all know that slender does Not like children. it goes out of its way to harm them, and actively avoids them in the case that it can't. that's what it did with sally for a really long time.

it avoided her, and treated her mostly like a pest it couldn't get rid of. seeing as she was a permanent resident of the mansion, it can't exactly get rid of her. and the mansion enjoys her company too, so alas. it was stuck dealing with her.

like i said, it took a lot of time and patience for slender to even view sally as something worth its time and attention. it took even longer for it to grow to care about her.

but sally is stubborn when she wants to be, and when she decided she wanted to befriend the strange, faceless, tall man well buddy pal there was nothing that could stop her. she had a goal in mind, and she was determined to achieve it.

and the mansion helped out, of course. because the mansion was, at this point, the only real 'companion' that slender had. she wanted it to make bonds with people it could actually communicate with.

and in the beginning, slender hated that everywhere it went when visiting the mansion, sally would be there with a bright smile on her face, eagerly asking questions about its existence and asking whether or not it wanted to join her for tea and even going as far as to introduce it to her toys one by one.

it was annoyed, at first. it would brush her off, maybe even vanish the moment it saw sally approaching.

honestly, slender wouldn't be able to tell you when it started to care for her. maybe it was the first time it saw her crying, or maybe she had worn it down so much that it just didn't have the energy to ignore and avoid her anymore. but at some point, it did grow to care for her.

it stopped vanishing whenever it saw her. it answered her questions when she asked it. it started to remember all the names and titles of her plushies. and one day, it had even hesitantly agreed to accompany her for tea. she was ecstatic at this, and thus the tea parties became a frequent whenever it was around.

sally is the only child that slender cares about. it tolerates ben and lazari, but every other child? no. it will more than likely never grow to care for one the way it cares for sally.

sally is basically slender's daughter now.

[butterscotch-goat]

Aster reminds me of Eve from the Bible… both in appearance, religious theming, and because trans metaphor.

Yk, how Eve was made from Adam’s rib (being formed with the parts “of a man”, but emerging from the transformation as herself, as woman all the same… very trans coded)

!!!!OOOOOOOOH!!!! OH!!! I SEE IT! i'd never thought of her that way but i totally see it wow...... and eve being a trans metaphor is actually really amazing....made from a man but grown to a woman....wonderful. VERY trans indeed. your mind.....i love this all a lot

i have this old ish wip that i was channeling paradise/garden of eden vibes with (for no real reason honestly i think i just wanted to) that i gave up on but it seems appropriate to put here now :3 !!

[lavenderpanic]

I feel like a fucking crybaby but waking up to 200+ notifs all by OFMD fans calling me a stupid child (and worse, but I stopped reading through them when I was halfway through blocking people) was not how I needed to start today. I purposefully did not tag your show or your ship or reblog somebody else's posts because I didn't want your attention. I like the show, I've watched it, and I genuinely enjoyed it, but all you guys have proven is I NEVER want to genuinely share a fandom space with you, which sucks.

[hazellevessque]

SOLANGELO + 33

Oooh okay I haven’t actually given much thought to this but I totally think that they would have it outdoors. Not a beach but a nice garden. I also think that Hedge would officiate (I have this headcanon that satyrs do the weddings for demigods, if they live to that age). Not much of this is Solangelo-specific but these are my headcanons for them lol

[piedoesnotequalpi]

just read your bachelorette au after the family holiday function and i am OBSESSED! do you have any little headcanons about the characters that you'd like to share? I'm just obsessed with the way you portray david, jack, and kath specificially. you are so talented!

Oh my god???? I have always wanted to receive an ask like this???? Thank you so much????? (Also, I'm glad you enjoyed the AU! It is my pride and joy)

Anyway, I made a post a while back with my post-HIWB Jatherid thoughts as well as a post with some other headcanons/notes about scrapped plans, but I have a few other things I can share! So, some character thoughts/headcanons in no particular order, with varying degrees of angst:

I have decided since I made the post I linked above that Jack, Davey, and Katherine end up in Denver since it's easier for Katherine to find a job there. Also, they adopt a tuxedo cat that they name Raymond (after Raymond Chandler) and Jack calls him the General

The way Tony sees himself is the Tony you meet in the prologue - Just Some Guy hunched over an Excel spreadsheet. He knows he has a very different public image, and that public image is deliberate, but he sometimes forgets just how much of a gap there is between those two versions of himself, hence the scene where he throws a book at Sean

Albert hates the song I Will Follow You Into The Dark

Jack ends up learning most of Davey's family recipes

I alluded to this in the fic, but Katherine used to hate art museums. She likes them better as an adult/now that she has better company to visit them with

It occurred to me that Jatherid probably have a Texas or Alaska king bed, much to my chagrin (as a mover, I am not a fan of big mattresses)

If Tony and Sean get married, they do it somewhat impulsively in Vegas (they are in it for the long haul, I just don't think they'd be focused on getting married)

I was hoping I'd have more thoughts, but alas my brain is mush :/

[boombambaby]

"Ok, you drug me out of bed to tell me your big news. What is it? Pacha asks, his eyes still half closed but a smile on his face.

Don't mind him, he's practically vibrating right now with his excitement.

"Pacha! It's about time you woke up! I've been waiting for you for like an hour!" It's been 10 minutes. "It looks like a certain really big fat guy my best friend has some competition for the best dad in the Empire award!"

[onemorecoffeeshopau]

idk if something happened or if it's chance but i've got two comments on my Winters Orbit fanfic in the last few months when I didn't get any for months! I'm aware it's a small fandom so was expecting minimal interaction, it's just so nice to see lovely little comments cropping up! (and if you're one of those people thank youuuuuuu!!!)

[rpfofficial]

put fairy tale on my desktop and when i went to click on it i almost opened disco elysium instead. i've never felt more connected to u than in this split second

this is one of the most beautiful asks ive ever received i live here now

[babacontainsmultitudes]

hey i just wanted to say your tags on my art always brighten my day <3 <3

AH this is so sweet I'm very happy to hear it!!! ^_^ What can I say other than your art fucking slaps and keep doing what you do! :] 💜

[twst-beam]

chia, camelia, camomile :)

:00 via, via, hii!!! :DDD

chia ⇢ what’s an inside joke you have with someone else?

monkey ^v^ based on a fiercely but humorously debated discussion on whether or not cereal is a soup 😌😌😌 the discussion has not been closed to this day 😌

camellia ⇢ what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot?

ah. I'm gonna put younger as like middle school but yeah i changed a lot, and I'm very glad about it too 🥺 I've got friends now, and i got over the abrasive approach i had when talking to people, thank goodness 🥺🥺🥺 living my best life now fr fr <333

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

BRACELETS :DDDDD as well as pretty things and cute things and things that made the giver think of me 🥺 any gift, really, i appreciate them all 🥺🥺🥺