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nonstop-smashing-expectations · 7 years ago

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Dream Job (poly!hamilsquad x reader)

Warnings: heartbreak, angst, cheating/ infidelity mentions.

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Request: Is it possible to do a fic where the reader is in a relationship with the hamilsquad (polymourous) and they break up because they think your cheating on them. Then you move away and somehow meet them again years later and everything has changed. Idk, this idea had been stuck in head for a long time. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. And your an amazing writer.

With a smile, you leaned back in your seat. You had just finished all the work you had needed to get done for the day.

You had been working overtime because there had been a rumor at your work that someone was going to be promoted soon.

While you had enough money with your income and your boyfriends’ income, you still wanted to be promoted.

You had gotten a job in your dream field and a promotion would be one step closer to your dream job.

So you were working harder than ever, trying to show that you were a reliable and hardworking individual, not to say that you weren’t normally, it’s just that a promotion would be amazing for your career.

With a sigh, you stretched your arms above your head and then grabbed the paper work you needed to drop off at your boss’s desk.

Your boss had also been working late, although that was mainly because they just had a lot of work to do.

It wasn’t a surprise to you to see your boss still sitting at their desk, so caught up in working that they didn’t hear your arrival.

You knocked on the door with a small smile, papers held in your other hand.

Your boss looked up from their work and smiled, knowing that you were there to drop your work off for them to double check.

You placed the files on their desk and was about to walk out of the door when your boss said your name.

You turned to look at them, feeling slightly confused.

“I know that you have been working hard for the promotion, and I wanted to make sure that you weren’t just working hard for that one reason so I looked into your past history here. It looked like you’ve always been a hard worker here but now you’re stressing yourself out working overtime. Is there a reason you want this promotion so badly?” Your boss was smiling slightly as they spoke, but you couldn’t help feeling nervous. Was working this much going to kill your chance at your dream job?

Taking a deep breath, you spoke, your voice trembling slightly. “I joined this career field because it can lead me to working my dream job. And a promotion would led me on the right path towards that dream job. I know that it might take a long time to achieve that, but that’s all I’ve ever wanted to do.”

Your boss nodded at your words and replied, “Then I think I made the right choice of choosing to promote you.”

Your eyes widened slightly and your boss continued, “Go home and get some sleep. I hope that you won’t need to work as much overtime as you have been.”

You nodded and thanked them, before walking to your car to go home.

It wasn’t until you were sitting your car that it hit you. You did it! All that overtime had paid off!

With a wide grin on your face, you started the car and drove home, excited to tell your boyfriends that you had got the promotion.

You had mentioned to them a few months ago that you were going to be staying at work late and that you’d be missing dinner with all of them. You had told them about the promotion and how it could lead to your dream job.

All of them agreed that they were ok with this. After all, they hadn’t seen your eyes shine like that in a while and they knew this was something you had been working towards for a while.

They all understood it. John got the same energetic gleam in his eyes when he found a perfect painting reference. Hercules looked like that when he completed a piece of clothing that looked exactly like the idea in his head. Lafayette looked like that when he was trying teaching you all French and Alex looked like that when he got to debate things he was passionate about (so almost everything).

They weren’t going to stop you from having that experience, that joy, even if it meant that they would hardly see you.

So on your way back home, you decided to pick up a cake. It was a special occasion and you had decided that it was one that you should celebrate.

But when you got home holding the cake in your arms, you didn’t expect to see your boyfriends sitting in a row, facing the door you had just walked through.

Setting the cake down on a nearby table, you turned to look at your boyfriends.

“Alex? Herc? Laf? John? Is something wrong?”

They all glanced at each other and then slowly looked bad at you as if mentally playing Rock Paper Scissors to see who would talk first.

You took a deep breath in through your nose, worried about what they were about to say. What happened that caused them to look like they wanted to be anywhere but here in this moment?

A few seconds later Alex nodded as he seemed to have lost whatever mental conversation he was having with the others and turned to look at you.

“At first everything was fine,” Alex looked a bit pained as he continued talking, “we could handle knowing that you wouldn’t be here for our group dinners because we knew that you were working as hard as you can for that promotion.” Alex looked away, tears pooling in his eyes, unable to continue talking.

Hercules took a deep breath and continued where Alex left off, “But then you started leaving really early in the morning and not showing up again until hours after your work day ended.”

Lafayette then added his thoughts, “You don’t even really talk to us anymore and when you do, it’s only about the promotion. The promotion that shouldn’t have taken this long to be decided. We starting thinking about why you’d be gone so much and why you wouldn’t talk about how your day went.”

John spoke next, “But then we realized that you’re cheating on us. That’s why you made up the lie about a promotion, so that you could be gone a lot and not have to worry about us catching on.”

You froze in disbelief. How could they think that?

With tears in your eyes, you replied, “I didn’t lie! There was a promotion! And guess who got the promotion? It was me! That’s why I brought home that cake.”

They glanced at each other and then looked back at you like they didn’t believe you.

“Fine! If you won’t listen to me, then I’ll leave! And I’m taking my cake with me.” You grabbed the cake off the counter and put it in your car, before you went back into the house. You rushed down the hall to the bedroom you all shared and grabbed as much of your belongings as you could. Then, with one last glance at your ex boyfriends and with one last glance at the house you had shared with them, you started your car and drove away to the nearest hotel.

Luckily, they had a room available for a few days and that was the room you took.

As soon as you had carried all your belongings to your room, you laid on the bed and fell asleep, too exhausted to be able to stay awake and cry about what happened.

The next morning when you woke up, you ate the complimentary breakfast that the hotel offered and then you went back to your room to get ready for work.

Once you were in your room however, all you could see was reminders of the events that had occurred last night, that the people you loved the most thought you had been cheating on them.

It was then that you cried, as you got ready to go to work. That promotion had simultaneously been the best and the worst thing that had happened to you. It got you closer to your dream job, but it also caused your breakup.

With a sigh, you wiped the tears off your face and left the room.

You had barely stepped foot into your workplace when your boss called you over.

Your coworkers stared after you as you walked into your boss’s office.

“I was told this morning that with your promotion, there was an opportunity for you to move to another city to work for our company at their headquarters. I was told that you’d have more of a chance at your dream job than if you stay here. I promised them that I’d talk to you about it to see if you wanted to take this opportunity.”

You stood there, a bit dazed, trying to comprehend what your boss had just said. You could move out of this city? And would have a better chance to get your dream job?

“I know that this is a big decision and-”

You cut your boss off mid sentence, “I’d love to move to the headquarters. I think that this would be a good thing for me.”

With a smile, your boss promised to call the headquarters and arrange to have you moved there.

You weren’t disappointed about leaving this city. It meant that you could buy your own house and start over. You could move away from the memories this place holds.

~~~~~

Three years later, you knew that you had made the right decision in moving.

Not only did moving to another city help you forget about the painful breakup, but it also helped you finally get your dream job. You had bought a nice house and the city had quickly felt like home.

You lived each day in an almost euphoric state of happiness from doing what you loved everyday.

Today had been no different from that. You had woke up in a great mood and made breakfast, walking to the nearby local coffee/tea shop to order your favorite drink.

With the drink in hand, you walked out the door and headed back to your house.

On the way there however, you saw something that made your mood plummet.

Across the street stood your exes, laughing at something one of them had said.

They hadn’t seen you yet, allowing you to quickly cycle through the emotions seeing them had brought up.

Taking a deep breathe, you forced down the anger and the pain. You kept your face neutral as they looked in your direction.

You could see the shock on their faces when they saw you, followed quickly by pain and heartbreak.

They had found out that you had been promoted and that you weren’t lying when they found out you had moved.

They had tried to contact you several times but you had blocked their numbers.

And now, looking at you, they wanted nothing more than for you to take them back.

You squared your shoulders as you walked past them, not giving them any attention and ignoring their attempts at talking to you. They wouldn’t listen to you when you needed them to, so why should you listen to them now?

As you walked away from them, you didn��t see the tears fall from their eyes or the guilt and despair that accompanied it. They still weren’t quite over you and nothing felt the same without you there. And now it never would.

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allegedmultifandomwriter · 7 years ago

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Falling out of love (Poly! Hamilsquad x reader)

Drabble with Angst!!!!

It was a summer evening, warm with a light breeze hanging in the air. You could remember it well. That day when everyone came home, a heaviness in their eyes. It weighed hard on your heart to see them look so down, so empty somehow.

If you could, you would find a way to make them happy again. "What's the matter? Did something happen at work?" You tried to coax it out of them gently, a smile on your face.

"(Y/N), we... We need to talk." Laf spoke first, an unfamiliar cold tone thick in his voice. Nervously, your eyes darted around. To cover it up you chuckled softly. "Yeah? What's up? You know you can tell me anything."

"I... Well. We have been talking. A lot. Like a lot a lot. All of us. And we can't hold back on telling you anymore, as it's just going to hurt you and us." Hercules spoke next, a much gruffer physicality than you were used to.

"Yeah?"

John sighed, gripping Alexander for support. "We... We think we should break up."

Your face dropped and you began to feel sick to your stomach. "I... You... What? Why? Was it something I said? I-I don't understand. I thought we were really working."

"It's not you. It's all us (Y/N). I mean... You're great. A really sweet person but..."

"But what?"

"We haven't been feeling it. There's just no... Connection between us anymore."

"It's really not your fault. All of the blame is on us here." Tears welled up in your eyes, frustration building up in your chest. "So what? You're breaking up with me because you just... You just..." A heart-broken sob left your lips, as you frantically tried wiping away the tears now falling down your cheeks.

"I... I'm sorry. I should just go. It's obvious you don't want me here." You stood up and slammed the front door behind you, tears ever continuing to fall relentlessly.

"God, could have put it a little easier, John."

"Well what was I supposed to say? 'We're a breaking up with only you because we don't love you anymore?' Yeah, that would have worked just fine!"

"Well you could've been nicer about it! I don't know, reassure them or something!"

"What, and continue to lie to them? That wouldn't have worked out any better, Alex."

"Enough, both of you. What's done is done. We've said what needed to be said, and it's over now. There's no point looking back on it."

"Laf's right. They'll find someone who'll live them one day. It just wasn't meant to be us."

Yes. You remembered the day well. The day when the loves of your life admitted they couldn't bare to love you anymore.

#hamilton fanfiction #poly hamilsquad x reader #hamilsquad x reader #angst #hercules mulligan x reader #alexander hamilton x reader #john laurens x reader

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theaterkid821 · 7 years ago

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Beach side (Poly! Hamilsquad x Reader)

A/N: I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE FIRST DAY AT THE HELLHOLE CALLED HIGH SCHOOL. Now that that’s out of the way, hey all! this is my first actual request and I'm really happy about it. I've never done a non-binary reader so please give me your honest opinions of it. Also, i know this is annoying, but please, when you request something PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE give me a prompt number from the list. Anyway, love you all and thank you to whoever wrote the request!

Masterlist

Request: HEY so I have a fic request; poly hamilsquad x male/gender neutral reader? (i haven’t been able to find any fics of this so I was hoping you could. I love your writing!)

TW: none really, just fluff.

You sit outside your beach house with your friends and look out at the sea. You loved the ocean more than anything. Your friend Sam looks at you, “Hey (Y/N), we’re going to the beach. Wanna come?”

You nod and get into your suit. Maybe you might even meet some guys there. You meet them outside and walk down to the beach, laying out the towels. You walk back over to Sam with the sunscreen spray, “can you get my back? I can’t seem to reach it.”

Sam laughs and takes the spray bottle, spraying your back with the cool white liquid. You look across the way and see four guys from your college tossing a frisbee around with each other, laughing and just having a great time.

You stare at them for a moment, and Sam taps your shoulder, “you like ‘em don’t you?”

“I-I… um…”

They giggle and push you toward one of them with freckles and a smile that could outshine the sun.

“Oh, I am so sorry… this is where you say your name…”

“(Y/N), and it’s fine. My friends were just being annoying and pushed me into you.”

“It’s okay, I’m John. Wanna join us for a game?”

You nod and play with them. The day couldn’t have been more of a dream if it tried. You’ve had a crush on those guys since you had a class with them, and it was like the pieces of your life were falling into place.

As you left, the boys huddled together and Laf to the initiative to speak first, “should we ask them? I mean, they seem to like us and have a lot of fun.”

Herc nodded, “I agree, but it may be a bit risky… Not many people are supportive of our… situation.”

Alexander shoots him a near death glare, “so? Why should that matter to us?! We like them, and I think they like us. So why should what other people think matter?

John pats his back, “easy there boy, but he is right, maybe we could ask them when we get back to school?”

They all nod in agreeance and go back to their beach house.

. . .

It had been a few months since you saw them at the beach, but you hadn’t talked to them since. You were going to your class and saw the four of them walking over to you, “(Y/N), can we talk to you?”

“Can it wait? I have to get to class.”

“No, it can’t. Besides, you always get to class fifteen minutes early.”

“Fine. What is it?”

The other boys pat Alex on the back, “Well, we’ve been thinking… You can always say no if you don’t want to, but… We all kind of like you and… We were wondering if you’d like to enter our relationship? I-its okay if you don’t want to though… No hard feelings, really.”

You stood there shocked, four incredibly handsome guys were asking you to be in a relationship with them. If you could get all four, you’d get all four. You nod and smile, “Yeah, that sounds great.”

John’s face lights up, “great! So, can we pick you up around seven tonight?”

You nod and go to your class practically skipping.

#hamilton #HAMILTRASH #hamilton fanfic #hamilton imagine #hamilton x reader #alexander hamilton x reader #alexander hamilton #john laurens #john laurens x reader #lafayette #lafayette x reader #hercules mulligan #hercules mulligan x reader #poly hamilsquad #poly hamilsquad x reader #poly hamilsquad imagine

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keithpaladin05 · 1 year ago

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My requests are open!

I only write fluff at the moment.

Fandoms/character I write for:

Voltron

My Hero Academia

5sos

The Outsiders

Hamilton (Laurens, Hamilton, Lafayette, Hercules)

Haikyuu!!

Demon Slayer

Genshin Impact

Yuri on Ice!!

Miguel O’ Hara

Hiro Hamada

Tadashi Hamada

Our Flag Means Death

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adorawritesalot · 10 months ago

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i don't mind minors on my blog, as i am not planning on posting nsfw in the foreseeable future.

i won't write the following:

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everything you see on my blog is written by me, and i ask you to avoid reposting, translating, or copying my works.

i solely write reader-insert. member x member action will only appear in poly works. ( i am most comfortable with a fem!reader or gn!reader and won't write male!reader)

keep in mind that my works are not a portrayal of real people.

i take requests! please send some in; don't be a stranger! but, as i've stated above, i am not much of a fast writer. it may take me some time to complete your request.

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skz masterlist!

the cafe ➸ widowed father!bangchan x cafe owner!reader one-shot

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red lips ➸ tim wright x reader drabble

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sugar gliders ➸ tim wright and brian thomas x reader (separately) headcannons

tall s/o ➸ tim wright and alex kralie x reader (separately) headcannons

romantic goth psychiatrist s/o ➸ tim wright and brian thomas x reader (separately) headcannons

streamer s/o ➸ mh boys x reader (separately) headcannons

rich s/o ➸ alex kralie x reader headcannons

hamilton masterlist!

rich s/o ➸ john laurens x reader headcannons

police officer s/o ➸ hamilsquad x reader oneshot

#marble hornets x reader #hamilton x reader #stray kids x reader #ateez x reader #masterlist #navigation #adoraspeaks!

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onelastfic · 7 years ago

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Art of Seduction Epilogue (Hamilsquad x Reader)

A/N: Sorry it took so long but I’ve been busy with summer classes. I hope you enjoy the fic~ If I get a 100 comments I will write a prequel to Art of Seduction~

WARNING: FOOD PLAY, DOMINATION, 69, EROTIC MASSAGE, HANDJOBS, BATHROOM SEX, FEMDOM, OFFICE SEX, PRAISE KINK, BEGGING, AND A BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF

You watched with furrowed brows and pouting lips, waiting for Angelica and Eliza to stop their hysterical laughing.

“It’s not funny.” You spat.

“Sorry, you’re right. It’s not funny.” Angelica said, collecting herself before dissolving back into more hysterical laughter. “It’s absolutely hilarious!”

“Only you could do all that, then break your arm trying to get off the bed!” commented Eliza, who was laughing so hard that she was tearing up.

“Hahaha. Knock it off already!” You state dryly. “And stop hogging it, Peggy.”

“I can’t help that I want it all for myself. It’s so tempting~” The youngest Schuyler sister chimed.

“Well it’s MY arm you’re drawing on so knock it off already!” You said, snatching the marker from Peggy. She was taking up all the room on your cast with animal, rainbow, and flower doodles. “I promised John and Herc that they could decorate it.”

When Eliza and Angelica finally calmed down, all of you were able to get back to your coffee time. It had been a week since you tried to seduce your boyfriends.

“So how are things with the guys?” asked Angelica, saying what they were all thinking.

You blushed, taking a swig of your hot chocolate. “Well, besides the whole breaking my arm thing…Things have never been better sex wise. Turns out I just got the seduction techniques mixed up.”

“Oh, I gotta hear this!~” Peggy beamed as her and her sisters leaned in, wanting to hear all the juicy dirty details. “Lay all the dirty, depraved, nasty details on us, girl~”

You shyly smiled back at the girls and nervously tucked your hair behind her ear, not knowing where to begin. Now that you had gotten over most of your nervousness and shyness, all of you were to be a lot more open with each other. You were able to share fantasies and kinks that you had kept hidden, which lead to a lot of crazy good sex and experiences.

Every conceivable position had been explored after you overcame natural shyness. Your boys had taught you to ask for exactly what you wanted, no matter how strange it may seem; they saying how they preferred to know if there was anything they could do. The hardest part of all for you was to actually gather enough confidence and courage to make your fantasies a reality. ——————– “Ready for dessert, mon belle?” asked Laf, nearly choking on his words. He watched as you swiped some whipped cream down the center of his six pack before dropping lower and pressing your lips to his skin.

“I always have room for my favorite french chocolat.” You purred, drawing a whipped cream heart over the delectable muscles of Laf’s chest, slowly licking him clean, savoring his godly chest.

You felt Laf shudder beneath you, aware of every movement your tongue made. He watched you move, feeling like he was floating on a giant marshmallow.

“That t-tickles…” Laf panted.

You muttered your answer, your tongue working over his warm skin as you licked at the cream, savoring the essence of him underneath the sweetness. You grabbed hold of his hips to balance yourself, grinning when you felt the bump of his cock becoming hard against your chest while your tongue kept on licking him clean. You felt his hands lay on your shoulders, admiring his expression, enjoying how his pupils were blown wide with desire. It seemed Laf had gotten hooked on being dominated as much you did.

“I see something even tastier right here~” You gently grasped Laf’s straining cock. Without a minute to squander, you wrap your lips around the tip of his smooth cock and sucked long and hard. He tosses his head once more into the cushions with a moan, and you take considerably a greater amount of his throbbing length into the depths of your warm and wet mouth.

You allow the flat of your tongue to keep running along the underside of his cock, inspiring more groans from him. You gulped his length, feeling his head touch and knock the highest point of your mouth, the back of your throat, and the muscle of your cheek.

“Merde…” Laf moaned, feeling like he was about to come at any moment.

Tapping your thighs with his fingers, you promptly comprehend what Laf implies. You delay with your ministrations so you can position your trickling folds to his face. Laf licks up your arousal, and you take that as your sign to proceed what you were doing beforehand. You take his cock into your mouth again and groan against him when he shoots his tongue inside your folds and strokes them.

Laf plays with your clit as you lick up the pearls of precum from his slit.

“Mon dieu!? Vous êtes parfait!? Je t’aime tellemnet!?” Laf compliments before diving his mouth into your entrance once more with more vigor.

You sucked harder on Laf’s cock, spreading more whipped cream over his hurting balls, and lapped that up as well. This pushed Laf over the edge, obviously he adored having that specific piece of his body attended to. Your climax hit, the vibe of his tongue pushing deeply into you, his cock jerking as he released his seed into your inviting mouth, your own particular body shaking over him as you hit rapture and clung to him before you went limp.

You cleaned up the remaining sweet treat just as Laf added a different and messier ingredient to the mix.

“Delicious~” You said, licking your lips as Laf panted in exhaustion. “You always fill me up, mon beau~” —————– “Deeper, honey, and relax more.” You pressed your hands over Herc’s shirtless back, easing out the tension, using your thumbs to smooth out the muscles along the sides of his spine as you straddled Herc’s lower back.

“Good, honey. Relax and take deep breaths. Let all your stress melt away.” You soothed, listening to the tranquil sounds of the ocean playing softly through the speakers as you rubbed more massage oil on your boyfriend’s back.

“How’s your injury?” You asked Herc, still feeling bad about accidentally breaking his nose.

Herc reclined his head to the side, so he could talk to you. “It’s fine. Besides I should be asking how your arm is. Is your cast—Ooooh, that’s nice…”

You pressed on his mid back as he exhaled. The effect on him was strong, feeling him melt under your hands. “I’m fine. Stop worrying and let me massage you. Let yourself be pampered for a change.”

After about ten minutes you had him roll over to his back. His face was smooth and relaxed, his mouth opened slightly as breaths came out shallow and slow. You smiled as you looked at the handsome tailor in deep trance beneath you.

Depositing more oil on your hands, you begin at his neck, gently working his tension out. Next you rub his large arm with both hands (doing best to work with the cast), giving extra devotion to his gorgeous bicep.

You actually have to stop yourself from drooling as your palms rub over his pecs. Your eyes glance up to see if Herc is enjoying himself and you meet his gaze. His eyes dart to the tank top that was tightly covering your breasts before falling to your center, which is more or less, spread and on display by your baby blue boy-shorts. It still doesn’t make you nervous somehow. You always felt the most comfortable with Hercules, there was just something about him that made all your nerves melt away.

When you started massaging his temples you were rewarded with a long sigh. You shuddered at the growing bulge in Herc’s pants that was pressing against your crotch.

“Mmm, babe that feel’s really good. Can you do my chest again? Don’t be afraid to press harder. I can take it really hard.” He replied with a smirk.

Your face flushed red but glad he can’t see it as you continued to stroke harder, building up the pressure on your palms against his bare flesh. You knead it harder like softening dough.

You gave a throaty laugh, reaching to pull down his sweatpants. His cock sprang freely from the confining fabric falling against your covered stomach, erect and hard. “I promised a full body massage~”

You reached for the tube of lubricant that was next to the massage oil on the nightstand and squeezed a fair amount on your good hand. Before Herc could react you had wrapped his cock with your hand and and covered him in lube.

“Y/N…” Herc gasped as you ran your hand up and down the length of his cock. You silently gazed at size of it, it fit with the rest of his body.

The muscles of Herc’s stomach contracted as you continued to stroke him.

“Does it feel good,honey?” You asked, leaning over him, giving him a good view down your shirt. You quickened your pace and tightened your fingers around his balls, pressure building.

Herc’s breath was coming out in short pants and had an adorable blush on his face. “Yes…it feels really really amazing…I don’t think—OH FUCK!!!”

His cum shot all over your tank top, boy shorts, and down your waist. Your hand was covered with his cum, smiling as you go up to get a towel. Herc’s head had fallen back, looking dizzy, his eyes closed and blushing in exhaustion.

“Hope that made you feel better.” You said, kissing him on the forehead.

“Uh-huh…” Herc mumbled as he pulled you back onto the bed, his body above you. “Let me help you clean up.” ————— It was date night and it was John’s turn to pick what the five of you would do. It was no surprise that he picked going to a new dance club that just opened.

You were having a fun time so far. Drinking, dancing, and sneaking kisses from your boyfriends. You had really enjoyed the sight of Alex and Laf dirty dancing with each other.

You saw John get out of the booth and motioning you towards the ladies’ bathrooms with his eyes. He had that lustful fire in his eyes. You quickly excused yourself saying how you had to go check your makeup to make sure it wasn’t running from all the dance sweat.

You opened the door to the ladies’ room and went inside. The pristine cream color of the bathroom tiles looked up at you.

“It’s so clean…Like it’s asking to get dirty,” You said to the unresponsive floor.

“Funny…That’s exactly what I was thinking about you. Looks like I was right~” John chuckled, crouched over one of the bathroom sinks as he splashed cold water on his sweaty face. He straightened and looked at you, smiling mischievously as you approached. His grin deepened as he wiped the remaining droplets from his face.

He was so handsome, about six feet tall, long-waisted, a toned swimmer’s physique, flushed face from arousal and all the dancing, and dripping with sex appeal. It didn’t help that he was wearing a sexy white dress shirt and those tight jeans that showed off his cute butt.

You licked your lips, seeing his cock twitching inside his pants.

“Are you hot?” You asked stupidly, distracted by his sexiness.

“I’d say I’m pretty handsome. I’ve never had any complaints.” John joked, grabbing your waist and pulling you to him. “What about you? Are you hot?~”

You felt the coolness from the water on John’s lips as he kissed you. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, trying to keep up with his fast pace. John, a cocktail of aggressive energy and creative action. He pressed his chest against your breasts and ground his swelling cock into your crotch. You could hear the rubbing sound of his pants against the fabric of your dress. Your panties were soaked. Your cunt swelled with anticipation.

He reached both his hands under your dress and lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around the small of John’s back. He carried you into the last bathroom stall and kicked the door closed with his foot. You could feel his hands firmly around the cheeks of your ass, squeezing and exploring. His fingers grazed your cheetah-print panties, the ones he loved so much (there were actually a gift from him), searching for more. Your panties felt squishy and wet. As his tongue probed deeper inside your open mouth, you felt John’s fingers dip inside your panties, touching your wet pussy lips and throbbing clit. You moaned at his touch.

The bathroom door opened and the click-clack of women’s heels crossed the tile floor. You and John opened our eyes and pulled back an inch from the other’s lips. John’s breath was hot. Your heart pounded against our chests. John continued to move his fingers around your cunt in reconnaissance as his eyes bore into you. You blinked heavily; trying to fight back the desire to moan loudly as his fingers rubbed back and forth across your inflated clit.

“Deb is drinking too much again and flirting with my boyfriend,” a woman said. “I hate it when she does that.”

“Oh, Sybil,” another answered. “She’s just trying to get attention. She doesn’t mean anything by it. She’s a totally butch ex-Army girl. Just ask her girlfriend.”

Click, clack, click, clack

Then the metal door closed one stall over.

Click clack, click, clack

The second woman took to another stall. Latches to both metal locked in unison. You put my head on John’s shoulder to steady my breath. Two of his fingers fucked you in a slow tease. You bit your tongue, trying to keep the moans in.

“God you’re wet,” John said in a low and husky whisper. “I want to fuck you.”

Both of you heard the flush of one toilet, then another. Both metal doors opened. The women’s shoes click-clacked back across the floor to the sinks. Water was turned on, soap was dispensed, and paper towels were torn, crumpled up, and thrown away.

“If you keep on doing that with your fingers,” You whispered, “I’m going to come.”

John got that cat-like grin on his face.

“Do you mean this?” He purred, and pushed his two fingers deeper inside you. Chills spread over my body. You wanted to scream.

“Can I borrow your lipstick?” She asked the other woman.

“Oh. Of course. Isn’t this a great color? It’s called Midnight Ride.”

‘Please finish!’ You pleaded silently. 'So I can finish!’

John pressed his lips against yours again, muffling what he thought was a potential scream.

Click, clack, went the sound of the women’s shoes. The bathroom door opened and shut. Then, silence. John worked quickly. He placed you on top of the toilet seat as he unzipped his pants, freeing his long, hard dick. You pulled your sopping-wet panties down to the floor, reached inside the front of your dress, and pulled out a condom. John tore it open with his teeth and rolled it over his stiff cock. The fun was about to begin.

He lifted you back up and you wrapped your legs tightly around him, straddling him again. John pressed your back against the stall door. You slowly slid yourself down, inching your craving pussy onto his cock. He filled you up completely and deeply. John’s entire body rocked you up and down against the metal bathroom door as he thrust into you. The cold of the metal door seared into your back. The rows of bathroom stalls shook as you slid up and down; meeting every forceful plunge with a groan.

Beads of sweat pooled on John’s forehead. His head was buried into the loose sleeve of your dress. He thrust harder and you started to come. You held onto the back of John’s shirt, tearing and pulling it as your orgasm spilled over you. His fingers dug tightly into your ass as his cock erupted.

“I’m coming!” he panted.

Minutes passed before you finally moved and felt John’s cock seep out of you. Your legs were stiff and shaking. John slowly lowered you until your feet touched the tile floor. You reached for your panties, but decided not to put them back on. They were sopping wet. John removed the condom, flushed it down the toilet, zipped his pants, and followed you out of the stall. John wrapped his arm around your waist, supporting you as the both of you walked back to booth. Still loopy and sweaty from the bathroom quickie.

“Have a fun time, sweetness?” Herc asked, a knowing smirk on his handsome face.

You collapsed into the booth.“I’ll tell you when my legs stop shaking.” ———- Alex was so different at work. Sure, he was still the same short, lean and handsome man you loved, but he took on a whole new character when he was hard at work. His dark brown hair was pulled up, he walked with purpose in his stride, sure of his next step and his brown were serious-looking. Though you weren’t seeing any of that at the moment.

“So, why are you at my office again?” He asked, rubbing his hands together, looking nervous.

You looked around the large corner office with a panoramic view of the city and lake. Alex’s desk and chair were arranged so that his back was against the window and glorious view. He would never allow for any distractions when he was hard at work. That’s how he was able to climb to the top of his business mountain. You could practically visualize the late nights spending countless hours working and writing, ignoring the beautiful lights of the city.

You took a seat in one of the chairs facing Alex’s desk. He walked around his desk and sat in his leather armchair. He kept a distance between you, waiting for the inevitable to come. You see his excuse calculator turning in his head.

You crossed your arms at him. “You know why I’m here, Alex.”

“I’m not sure what your talking about, darling.” He said, tensely smiling from across his desk.

“Are you hungry?” You asked.

“Not really, I’m still full from breakfast.”

“Alex.”

“Oh, of course! Where are my manners? I have a small refrigerator here. There’s bottled water, diet soda—”

“Stop lying, Alex. We both know the refrigerator is full of energy drinks and iced coffees.” You stated. “And I know you skipped breakfast so you could head into work early…again.”

“I can expla—”

“Luckily I’m such an awesome girlfriend that I took time from my BUSY schedule to bring my self-destructive boyfriend some food, so he doesn’t starve himself to death.”

Alex’s face softened, you stood up and walked toward his side of the desk. Alex’s eyes followed your every move. You walked around. You moved a little closer to his chair until your leg came in contact with the faux leather of his chair

“Alex,” You whispered. “I think you need some disciplinary action to make sure this doesn’t happen again.”

Alex gulped as he swiveled his chair around. “W-What sort of d-d-discipline did you have in mind?”

You smirked, motioning for him to come to you. “I think you know.”

He did as he was told, approaching you shyly. You reached up, placed a hand behind his head and pulled him down to you. You sat on his desk, as Alex’s hands traversed your body, unbuttoning your blouse, squeezing your breasts, lifting your skirt, and his fingers tickling your thighs. He nibbled your ears, neck, and shoulders.You breathed in deeply as his lips caressed your body like liquid. He sucked and bit into the base of your neck and kissed you submissively on the lips.

“Better get to work now, Alex.” You quietly command.

He sank through his knees and sat down in front of you. He touched your legs, but this time, he only laid his hands on your knees to spread them. On his knees, he shuffled closer to you. He leaned down and kissed your knee, looking at you from under his brow, he smiled.

He eagerly kissed his way up your leg. You could feel the tip of his tongue extend from his mouth. Alex paused for a moment when he reached the lace end of your panties, teasing you. You skin glowed in anticipation of his lips.

When they finally touched your leg, it felt like deliverance. Alex laid his hands on the edge of your leg, his fingers moving up and down slowly between your thigh and knee. He moved his lips to the inside of your leg. When the top of his head reached your belly, he shifted the way he sat and pulled you forward on the desk. He kissed your pelvis and looked up at you, as if to ask your permission to even think about touching your pussy.

“Lick me, Alexander. Kiss me, lick me, fuck me with your tongue, and eat me out thoroughly, I expect to be pleased.” You ordered. “Understand?”

“Yes, (Y/-”

You grabbed a handful of Alex’s hair, getting a cry from your boyfriend.

“What was that, Alexander?”

“Forgive me.” Alex apologized. “I meant Yes, Mistress.”

You smiled and patted his head. “Good boy. Now keep going.”

Alex took the sides of your panties in both hands and quickly pulled them down, enough to almost make you slip off the desk. You had to set your hands down behind you. Your pussy dangled over the edge of the desk and yearned for his touch. The fingertips that he moved over the insides of your legs made your insides bubble up. Alex sank down, stretching out his dress shirt beneath you. Surely he’d be able to smell just how excited you were getting.

You spread your legs a little wider and Alex’s hand met your crotch. You quivered. You were on his desk, on top of his important papers, and files. You could see his laptop screen glowing off to the side. You felt like the most powerful person in the world, having managed to pull Alex away from his business needs with sex.

He threw one last look up at you and then closed his eyes. The pointed tip of his tongue moved down from your pelvis to your clit. He licked past it, left and right. Then his fingers moved in too and he pushed back the folds of skin around it. He broadened his tongue and licked up over your clit. Just that one lick was enough to make your whole body shock forward. You almost slipped all the way off the bench, but caught yourself in time. That one lick made you melt like butter. And you knew there was plenty more to come.

Alex pulled his face back between your legs and sweetly smiled. Happy that he could please you. Alex was such a pleaser when it comes to sex. So much that he’ll sacrifice his own pleasure so as long as his partners achieve orgasms.

He set his lips over your clit, his fingers to the side, and licked quickly up and down. Each lick was like a little jolt of electricity that made your stomach contract. Your belly trembled with lust for him. You wanted more, you wanted to feel him inside you.

Alex’s licks slowed down. His tongue moved agonizingly slowly. But still fast enough to make your blood rise to boiling point. You knew your face was as red now as Alex’s had been when he was being lectured by you. Sweat rushed down your forehead and your legs tensed up. Alex used his hands to keep your legs apart, but even that couldn’t keep you from closing your legs around his head.

When he suddenly slipped a finger into your slit, without even the least bit of warning, your legs snapped shut around his head. Your thighs trembled against his ears and your ankles crossed themselves behind his back. Your legs simply weren’t hers to control anymore.

“Yes!” You moaned.

Alex could only use the one hand to try to push your legs apart, and you didn’t want his finger to ever leave your slit. You set both your hands on top of his head and pushed yourself away from him. But only when Alex pulled his tongue back into his mouth and removed his finger from inside you so you could relax your legs. He smiled at you now that he had room to breath again. He set both his thumbs against your pussy lips, his fingers against the insides of your thighs. Looking up at you, he slipped the tips of his thumbs into your wet slit again. A shudder ran up your spine, but you managed to keep your legs open for him. His tongue flashed out at your clit, very quickly.

You clutched the top of the desk. Everything that was happening was so intense. Alex’s thumbs tore your pussy open wide enough to make it feel like it could breathe. His tongue moved down from your clit to your slit and made your hips buck forward.

“Eeek!” You cried out.

He curled up the tip of his tongue between his thumbs, just far enough inside your pussy to make it feel like there was nothing else in the world but that strong tip of his tongue.

“Ahhhhh!”

You slipped your hands off the edge of the bench and you grabbed the back of his head again. His next lick made your arms tense up and you couldn’t help pull up his head, away from your pussy. Alex’s tongue moved past your clit to your pelvis then up your belly as you fell backward. He had to take his thumbs out of your pussy to catch you.

Hanging back with Alex’s hands on the small of your back, you caught your breath. You threw your head back and tried to suck in as much air as possible. You were going to need it. Alex set his lips down on your belly and kissed his way up between your breasts. You tilted your head down and could only just kiss his forehead before he lifted his lips off your skin again and set them down around your left nipple. He sucked on it hard and teased it with the tip of his tongue.

“Aah!” You moaned.

From below, from behind Alex’s lips, a vague hum rose up. It felt like he was winding up your nipple, teasing up the tension and making the warmth in your chest rise. When he broadened his tongue and gave you one long lick, you instinctively knew that it was the last and that he’d pull his mouth away. Your nipple pulsated with desire for him.

“No…” You whined when his lips left your skin.

He looked up at you, very quickly, and then licked around your other nipple. His tongue drew small circles and never stopped touching your little nub. It felt like your chest rose a foot with every breath you took. You needed all that air to calm yourself down, to keep yourself from feeling like you were floating away from him.

You grabbed the back of his head and pulled him away. You brought your head down and caught his tongue for a kiss that felt like he had been waiting for it all his life. Alex held you in his arms, pulled you against his chest and kissed you like his life depended on it. His tongue swept through your mouth with such passion it felt like a battle. You moved yourself forward, over the edge of the desk. When you dropped down, your mouths slipped off each other and Alex suddenly opened his eyes.

As you gathered your breath, Alex sat back in his chair and an obvious and painful looking erection poking against his pants. You reached a hand out towards him, but he was just a little too far away.

“Go on, touch yourself,” You instructed. “I want to see your cute little cock.”

You blushed a little as you said it, because you still weren’t used to dirty talk, but at the same time you so much more confident and Alex obviously needed permission from his ‘Mistress’, so it was the least you could do. It did the trick too. Alex’s expression changed immediately and unzipped his pants before pulling them off. He pulled his cock out from the hole in his boxer briefs and started masturbating. Pre-come glistened against his fingertips as he ran his hand up and down the rigid shaft but avoiding eye contact now, focusing his gaze lower on your naked lower body.

You slipped out of your skirt; then unbuttoned your blouse and slipped it off your shoulders. You leaned against Alex’s desk in your bra, panties and heels.

You pushed yourself away from Alex’s desk, bent down, and kissed him as he rubbed his hand faster up and down his hard cock. You straddled his lap. The balls of your shoes touched the base of the chair’s legs below.

Alex’s cock pressed against your lower belly. He slipped his hand between your legs and his fingers met your slick, wet cunt. Using your toes as leverage, you slowly slid up and down, rubbing your clit up against the shaft of Alex’s cock.

The fucking condom, your mind raced. Where is the condom?

“Do you have a condom?” Alex asked. A lawyer and a mind reader, your boyfriend was such a catch.

“Yes,” You breathed between kisses. “In my purse. On your desk.”

Alex slid the chair across the plastic below and over to the desk. Still straddling him, you did a back bend over his desk and grabbed your purse. Alex was opportunistic. He moved his body over you. His mouth was between your breasts and sucking your nipples. You found the condom and ripped the package open.

Alex returned to his chair and leaned back as far as he could. You moved back to your straddling position and placed the condom on his dick through the hole in his underwear. He kissed you hard and you scooted yourself up closer to his cock, until the cheeks of your ass fit snug against the tops of his thighs.

You spread your legs for him, took hold of his stiff cock and placed it to your opening. Even with your hand on his butt, urging him in, he entered you only little by little, inch by inch. His mouth hung open and his eyes were wide. A few strands of his brown hair had escaped from his hair tie and hung over his face.

“Fuck, Alex, more. Give me it all,” You moaned and he quickly obeyed, with one long slow thrust. He was touching you so deep inside, it ached deliciously, and you were caught between never wanting him to move from that spot and wanting to feel him pumping into you.

You lifted yourself up again and pushed down onto him, this time deeper. Alex groaned. You pulled back up; teasing both of you before plunging completely back down onto his stiff cock.

Alex had both hands on your hips and each thrust of his cock seemed to touch you somewhere inside that you’d never felt before. A sensation seemed to be growing within you, expanding, threatening to take you over. You reached a hand down between your legs and began to touch your clit. There was so much going on, so many sensations; your finger on your clit, Alex’s warm, firm hands on your hips and his rigid shaft in your pussy. It was overwhelming; you felt like your body was dissolving into a mass of pure pleasure.

You rode Alex hard. You pushed your hands against the top of the chair and lifted yourself up and down on his cock. You gyrated and rotated your hips, and pushed your clit up against his shaft. Alex penetrated you deeply. Your orgasm built. Alex closed his eyes. You felt his cock stiffen like a rod. He was about to explode.

Alex had gone tensely silent, his eyes closed and his expression desperate. You wanted more than anything to see him really let go this time.

“Alex, I want to hear you come,” You said, her eyes on his face. He inhaled sharply at that, and pounded even harder into you, still trying to remain as composed as possible.

You felt the muscles inside you tighten and knew your were about to come, but you wouldn’t let go until he did; you were too determined. The hand on your clit slowed so you could maintain some kind of control.

“Let me hear you, Alex, I need to hear how much you like fucking me,” You ordered.

Alex’s face melted into sheer blushing ecstasy and he cried out in a stammering voice, “Oh fuck, yes, I l-love it. A-and I love you so much! I w-want to stay like this forever! S-So please let me c-come! P-Please!”

Now he moaned and begged with abandon. He held your hips in place as his moved up and down in explosive pleasure. You squeezed your legs tight around Alex and arched your back in ecstasy as he rammed into you, over and over, causing your whole body to shake with an orgasm that seemed to have know no end.

Your pussy exploded at the sound of it, this hot, sweet man finally letting go and crying out as he came; it was more than you could take. Your shuddered in orgasm as your pussy glided against every pulsing ridge of Alex’s cock.

You opened your eyes and looked out at the view again while catching your breath. Your legs untangled from around both sides of the chair and you lifted yourself off Alex’s cock. You leaned against the desk again and reached for your clothes, smiling at him. He put his cock back into his shorts and stared at you for the longest time.

“How about that lunch?” he asked quietly.

You shrugged your shoulders. “After what just happened I kinda feel bad about getting you tacos.“ ——————— ”(Y/N)!“

You snapped out of your tantalizing memories and went back to reality. Realizing you were still at the cafe, sitting with the waiting Schuyler sisters, who were on the edge of their seats to hear all the juicy details.

"Stop daydreaming and tell us already, (Y/N)!”

“Don’t keep us waiting!”

“How are things with the guys!”

You smiled at them. “Not telling. That’s between me and my sexy boyfriends and nothing you do will make me tell.”

The three let down sisters groaned, making you laugh as you finished off your drink.

“Gotta go. I gotta meet Laf and Alex to go shopping.” You waved goodbye, trying to calm down the heat between your legs. You were snapped out of your daze by a sudden text to your phone.

MonCrèmePie: We’ve found the slutty professeur costume!

AlleyCat: Should we get the matching paddle, yard stick, or both? ;)

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shakirawastaken · 3 years ago

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Musicals masterlist :)

links to all my writings with characters from broadway musicals :) don’t throw away your shot!! also, all my posts are listed under #shakira shakira writes

In the Heights:

sonny de la vega:

bad coffee: your friend Sonny takes his best attempt at making you de la Vega coffee

uptown girl: you and sonny spend the day having fun in washington heights

talk of the town: news of ur date with sonny spreads like wildfire throughout the neighborhood

cultural food: you and sonny share your differing cultures with one another (chinese origin!reader)

blackout: you lose sonny in the middle of a blackout, but not to worry! he knows how to light his way back to you

rapid fire: sonny admits his feelings to you, but in spanish (non-spanish speaking latino/a/x!reader)

late night rants: sonny shows up at your house at midnight and lets out all his worries to you

reading tutor: sonny realizes you can’t read and offers to help you out

blurbs:

meeting him for the first time

usnavi de la vega: none yet !

vanessa: none yet!

Hamilton:

alexander hamilton:

none yet!

john laurens:

none yet!

lafayette:

none yet!

angelica schuyler:

none yet!

thomas jefferson:

none yet!

poly!hamilsquad:

none yet!

poly!southern mother freakin democratic republicans

none yet !

Newsies:

jack kelly:

none yet!

reqs and taglists are opennnn :)

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katie-writes24 · 4 years ago

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Twisted Sheets

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: SMUT! Oral sex, fingering, loss of virginity (kinda), also another dirty thing at the end that I don’t want to physically write out, language, fluffy beginning, alcohol, translated French, terrible innuendos and an increasing amount of shameless writing

W o w, so I’m just gonna leave this here while I’m trying to come up with an ending to my next Laurens fic! I am struggling and it is way overdue, sooooo have this which I wrote like eight months ago? Anyways, this is literally just....like I see fics where it just focuses on Y/N when it’s going down and I- don’t look at me like that, I know you think about how it would go down to! I combined it so- nvm just...you’ll see. Sooo yeah...I should be ashamed with the vast amount of detail I think I added, but you know what, you dirty little fuckers have probably done worse! Give me some feedback and enjoy!

It was their five month anniversary, and Hercules just came home from work to find the table set with some food. He smiled and looked into the kitchen to find Y/N and John dancing to music. Lafayette was bobbing his head and picking out some wine.

Hands snuck around his waist and he felt a kiss against his back. "Happy anniversary, beloved," Alex whispered in his ear and Herc turned around to give him a kiss.

"Happy anniversary," He took off his shoes and ran to the bedroom real quick to change out of his clothes.

"Mon amours, you're gonna burn the food," Lafayette set out glasses on the table and looked to find Y/N and John still in their own little world.

"Guys, I'm not eating burnt lasagna," Alex moves passed them and took the food out of the oven.

"My garlic knots!" Y/N races to the top oven and pulled the bread out, hearing Alex snicker. She punched his arm. “It's not funny."

"It is when it would've been your fault," Alex smirked and went to sit at the table, Hercules coming out of the room with sweatpants and a lose t-shirt on.

"There you are," John went over and gave him a passionate kiss. "Happy anniversary!" Lafayette made his way over and greeted the man the same.

Y/N came out of the kitchen, bowl in hand and sat down next to Herc and Alex, rubbing the formers leg and giving him a kiss.

Laf raised his glass and smiled, "Joyeux anniversaire, mon amours!" They all clinked glasses and smiled at each other.

They talked about their day, and how grateful they were that it was finally the weekend. They've been in their new apartment for two months, and while Herc still worked, the rest of them stayed at home most of the time.

"This is great, babygirl," John said around a mouthful of salad, earning him a kick from Herc.

"Thanks, you helped," Y/N stuck her third garlic knot into her mouth and got snickers from the boys. "Don't test a girl and her bread."

Once they were all done eating, Alex and Herc did the dishes, while Laf cleaned up the table. John and Y/N went to the couch and browsed for a movie to watch.

They decided on some Hugh Jackman movie none of them had seen, and about forty minutes in there was a graphic sex scene.

The couch groaned when Laf shifted in his seat. He was on one end, with Herc in the middle and Y/N on the other end. Alex was laying on John on the couch next to them, and suddenly Alex popped his head up and looked at John with a smirk.

"You want some help with that?" His whisper made John shiver, and he struggled to get into a sitting position.

"Wh-what, what do you mean?" John was getting nervous, avoiding eye contact with everyone, especially when he saw Y/N look over at the commotion.

"Dude, you're hard," Alex gave him his space, but still looked down at the obvious dick print on his pants. John flushed in embarrassment, making Alex speak softer, "There's nothing wrong with that."

They brought it up before. They've all been dating for five months, there was obviously an urge. They were all new to it, none of them knew where to start with having sex with five people at once. Laf had made some dirty comments that got Alex all hot and bothered, but John shyed away from the idea, saying it was too early. They all had an unspoken agreement that their first time had to be with everyone, together.

"It is a night of celebration," Laf paused the movie, and looked towards the freckled boy. "And you're obviously ready for a party."

John blushed further at his predatory look, still not making eye contact. Herc ran a hand up Y/N’s thigh and it made her shift.

"We won't force you, John, if that's what you're worried about," Y/N looked at him sincerely. She obviously wanted to do it, but she wouldn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable.

"No, I want to," John finally looked up, taking a deep breath. "I do, trust me..."

Alex started kissing up his neck, and it made him get lost in thought.

"Then let's get this party started," Alex whispered in his ear and it made him whimper.

"I'm a virgin!" He decided to rip off the band aid, screaming out his fear.

It got quiet. John had his eyes closed, and his heart was beating rapidly. What if this was the breaking point?

"Okay," Hercules got up from the couch and crouched in front of him, resting a hand over his cheek. John finally opened his eyes when Herc said, "Nothing wrong with that, either. We'll go slow, if you'd let us?”

John glanced to see all the flustered looks turn into ones of understanding. "You're...you guys aren't upset?"

"Why would we be upset, babe?" Alex looked at him curiously. "There's nothing wrong with being a virgin. Hell, I'm still a virgin some places."

That made Y/N scratch her neck shyly, feeling her face heat up.

"We'll go slow," Herc took his hands in his, rubbing his thumb on the backside. "Is that okay?"

John looked around to see four people who loved him, who he loved.

Slow.

"Okay," John nodded, and then Herc was leading him into the bedroom. Behind them, Alex had pulled Y/N up, giving her a toe-curling kiss. It made Laf bite his lip and then Y/N was intertwining their fingers and pushing them towards the bedroom.

John and Herc were making out on the bed, and Laf snuck up behind John and started kissing his neck. Alex shut the door and wrapped his arms around Y/N, walking them over to their lovers.

"So, uh," John scratches the back of his neck, looking at his partners. "How do we start this?"

"We'll go slow," Laf reminded him. “What do you want to do?"

John closed his eyes softly and thought it over. He didn't want to do anything too far tonight, he didn't want to get overwhelmed. Y/N sensed this and sat next to him on the bed.

"I wanna watch someone give you a blowjob," She shrugged at Herc’s surprised look at her bluntness, but made John groan nonetheless. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah, hell yeah," John grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss.

Herc started undressing himself, watching Laf do the same. Y/N moves onto John's neck, sucking a bruise onto his collar bone. Laf ran a hand up her backside and pulled at the hem of her shirt.

"Let me undress you, mon amours," He sat up and pulled John's shirt off him, taking in his broad chest and soft muscles. Him and Alex had the same kind of frame, and he's seen both many times before, but never like this.

Herc ran his hand through Johns curls and tugged a little, noticing the wince of delight coming from him. Alex helped Y/N take her shirt off, smirking at the bra she wore.

"It's nothing special," She scoffed. Alex shook his head and kissed her.

"Doesn't have to be," He whispered against her lips. "You're special enough."

Laf pulled off her shorts as she sat up, running a hand slowly over her ass, looking up to see her softly bite her lip. He smirked and turned to see Herc watch hungrily.

"Now, I believe the lady asked to see a blowjob?" Alex sunk down on his knees, pulling John further down onto the bed. Laf got up and walked around, wanting to watch the show. Herc took his place and wrapped comforting hands around John's upper body. Fingers wrapped around the hem of his boxers and tugged hesitantly.

"I'm gonna take these off, okay?" Alex looked up to see dark eyes, full of lust and anxiousness. John nodded and gasped as he pulled the fabric off slowly.

Y/N went over to Laf's side, caressing his cheek with her blunt nails. They both watched Alex stroke John's cock, pulling his foreskin back and watching precum leak from the tip.

Alex slowly licked up his base, and John moaned loudly, moving a hand up to cover his mouth.

"No, no," Herc took his hand and intertwined it with his own. "None of that, we want to hear you."

John felt goosebumps on his skin, feeling eyes on him. He looked up to see Laf and Y/N completely flustered.

Alex finally moved his mouth down, going about halfway down and hearing his boyfriend moan. He felt himself get uncomfortable with the restriction in his pants, and noticed that he was the only one fully dressed. But that would have to wait.

Herc snaked his hand around John's chest and tugged at a nipple. He grew harder by the second at his moans and Alex's mouth wrapped around his dick. Y/N squeezed her thighs together, and it didn't go unnoticed. Laf smirked as she squirmed, caressing a hand over the back of thigh, making her shiver.

"Fuck, Alex," John threw his head back against Herc's chest, gasping as Alex took him fully into his mouth.

Soon enough, Alex was sucking hard, rubbing the inside of John's thighs and licking around the tip. John's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he let out a shuddering gasp and eventually came down his throat.

Laf rubbed himself through his boxers, and Y/N covered his hand with hers, earning a gasp from the man.

As Alex pulled his shirt over his head, John looked back and kissed Herc, moaning into his mouth. "I want to suck you.”

Herc quickly moved off the bed, kneeling one leg by John’s shoulder. He lowered his boxers to his thighs and John started stroking his cock, Herc groaning at the sensation.

"Y/N, come here," Herc looked back and saw the girl looking completely overwhelmed. And she hasn't even done anything but watch.

She got on all fours, facing Laf still, her backside to Herc, and John watched her underwear fold in as her legs bent.

"Take them off, babe," He looked up and found Herc looking at him eagerly. John reached up with his free hand and pulled down her panties. She gasped and Laf stepped out of his own underwear. Alex was finally naked, too, stroking himself while watching the scene before him.

Y/N pulled Laf towards her and began to lick the tip of his cock, pulling at his ball sack and feeling Herc run a fingertip up her wetness.

Alex sighed as Laf pulled him over and got a hand on him, kissing behind his ear and moaning.

"Holy shit," Y/N gasped as Herc put a finger in her, pulling off Laf and adjusting to the feeling. John's eyes got wide as he saw his finger disappear into her, making a squelching sound.

Moans filled the room as they all tried to take in everything. Herc was holding back, trying not to fuck into Johns mouth. He had a hand on Herc's ass and the other was stroking what he couldn’t hold in his mouth.

Y/N moaned around Laf and his face scrunched up in pleasure. He slurred to himself and kept the pace on Alex's cock. Alex gripped his shoulder as he whispered how good Y/N’s mouth looked around Laf's dick.

Herc sped up the pace, thrusting two fingers into her pussy at a speed that made her tremble. She fisted the sheets in her hands and bobbed her head quicker, trying to get Laf to release.

John was close, again. Hearing all the dirty noises that was coming from his partners did something to him. He loved the feeling of Herc on his tongue; he sucked harder and soon Herc was grabbing his hair and pulling out of his mouth. He stroked his cock fast, cumming on John's chest with a grunt.

Alex watched with dark eyes, thrusting into Laf's big hand and feeling his toe curls. Laf turned to give him a deep kiss, moving his hand faster.

Y/N had been neglected as Hercules bathed in the afterglow; but soon enough he put three fingers in her and focused on curling his fingers and making her cum only seconds later.

The vibrations against his cock made Laf finish in her mouth, some leaking out. That did it for Alex, watching her cheeks hallow and Laf's semen leak down her chin. It was a complete sin.

Heavy breathing filled the room. Y/N pulled off and before she could wipe her chin, Alex leaned down and shoved his tongue into her mouth. It was something filthy; it made John's eyes go wide when he saw Alex run his tongue over her jaw.

He got so lost in the sight that he startled when he felt a hand run over his hip. Laf looked down at him with a smirk, and proceeded to lick Herc's cum off his chest.

"Shit," John's head fell back against the pillows and he let out a sigh. Herc moaned and sat down next to him.

Laf licked all the way up into John's mouth, going slow and making him taste their lover.

Alex put his hand on Herc’s shoulder and gave him a deep kiss, “That’s hot."

"Totally," Herc looked up at him with complete love, holding onto the hand on his shoulder.

Y/N threw wet rags at them, alreayd having thrown on a nightshirt. “I'm not sleeping with sticky men."

"Don't worry, ma cheri," Laf headed to the bathroom, looking her up and down as he said, "I got it all off."

She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help purse her lips. Herc was smirking and she threw a rag at his head.

Once they all cleaned up, they settled in bed, all throwing on new underwear.

Y/N had fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed, John snuggling close next to her, softly snoring. Laf was looking at something on his phone while Herc snuggled on the other side of John.

"That was fun," Herc looked at the two sleeping with a smile. "Really fun..."

"That it was," Alex pulled back his sheets and waited for Lafayette to come over and scoot towards Y/N. Alex cuddled behind the Frenchman and closed his eyes. "By the way, I'm totally fucking one of you next time."

Laf laughed, "Funny you think you're the one doing the fucking."

"Yeah, Alex, you're totally gonna be the one getting fucked," Herc whispered and heard the man gasp in shock.

"Shhhh," John reaches over and hit Herc in the chest, making the three giggle at his crankiness.

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asphodelsandpomegranates · 6 years ago

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Houses (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader) [Potter/Teacher AU]

TADA!!! Here’s the Potter/Hamilsquad fic, you’ve all agreed to. I hope everything in this about Ilvermorny school is correct, if not please let me know.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy!

“So, which Houses were you all in?” you asked. “I mean, I know you all didn't go to Hogwarts, you three all went to Ilvermorny and Laf went to Beauxbatons but...”

“Do they have Houses in Beauxbatons?” Alex asked.

You, Laf, John, Alex and Herc were all sitting by the lake, enjoying the warm spring day and taking advantage of the fact that there was no work to be done and no students to pester you all. Laf was leaning against the foot of a tree next to Herc as you leaned on Laf's chest. Alex sat at Herc's feet, watching John draw the lake.

Laf sighed. “For the hundredth time, cheri, no, we don't.”

“All right, all right.”

“But Ilvermorny does, right?”

“Yeah, they do.” Herc spoke. “Let's see there's...Horned Serpent, Pukwudgie, Thunderbird and Wampus.”

“Wampus? You don't mean Krampus?”

“No, Wampus. It's looks like a mountain lion but has six legs. I suppose you could say it's like Gryffindor.”

“Wow, and what about the other Houses.”

“Well,” John said, flicking through to the front of his book and showed you a sketch of the oddest looking creature you'd seen. “Pukwudgie is a creature that resembles a goblin, I think this House is like Hufflepuff. Then there's Thunderbird, which is like Slytherin and then Horned Serpent is probably Ravenclaw.”

“Wow, your Houses sound amazing.”

“So did yours when we first heard about them.” Alex smiled. “I was in Wampus. Herc was in Horned Serpent and John was in Pukwudgie.”

“What House were you in, pumpkin?” Herc asked you.

“Hufflepuff. Though some people thought I belonged in Ravenclaw, but I liked being in Hufflepuff.”

“You make a very cute Hufflepuff.” Laf cooed before kissing you on the forehead. “I wonder what Hogwarts House I would have been in.”

“That's easy.” said Alex, glancing up at the Frenchman. “Ravenclaw, through and through.”

Herc made a face. “Nah, I'd probably say Gryffindor for you, babe.”

“I agree with Herc.” said John, glancing up from his sketch. “You're probably the bravest out of all of us.”

Alex crossed his arms and gave John a mock scolding look. “You've met me, right?”

John rolled his eyes, smiling. “You were only ever 'brave' when you were going up against Jefferson.”

“He was the only one that did.” Herc pointed out.

“Who's this Jefferson, I've heard so much about?”

“Thomas Jefferson.” John explained before Alex could. “The most pretentious, uptight fucker you'd ever meet.”

“Lovely, was he?”

Alex made a look of pure disgust. “Can we please change the subject?”

“Sorry, darlin'.” John said, kissing Alex's temple.

“Well,” you said, bringing the topic back to school houses. “I have to agree with Alex on Laf being in Ravenclaw.”

Laf shrugged. “Just as long as it's not Slytherin.”

“What about me, babe?”

You glanced at Herc. “That's easy. Gryffindor. All those in favour say 'aye'.”

“Aye.” John, Laf and Alex chorused making Herc chuckle.

“And Alex,” you pondered. “Well, as Laf says 'mon petit lion', Gryffindor.”

Alex hissed out a 'yes', fist pumping the air a few times.

“And you, my talented Jackie, you are my fellow Hufflepuff.”

John smiled and accepted the kiss on the cheek that you gave him.

“You know,”said, Herc, glancing between you and Laf. “I'd say if you both went to Ilvermorny, Lafayette would probably be in Thunderbird or Horned Serpent and (Y/N) would be in Pukwudgie.”

You glanced over at the other two Americans. “Is that good?”

“Well, Pukwudgie house is like Hufflepuff but a very, very, very passionate Hufflepuff that mostly focuses on loyalty and very protective.” John explained. “And you are just the ticket, baby girl.”

You blushed a little, sinking into Laf's chest, hiding your face. You all stayed like that for a short while. You resting against Laf's torso as he and Herc rested their heads together, Alex resting his chin on Herc's knee, staring at you, and John at Laf's feet, still drawing the lake.

“Hey.” Alex said, breaking the silence. “You know what we should do? Since we've never done this. Practice patronus's. It'd be really handy one day.”

“Well, it'd be an interesting experience to see them.” said Herc. “See what animal we have.”

“Knowing Alex,” sniggered John. “It'd probably be a chihuahua.”

“OI!”

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hamiltontrashy88-archive · 6 years ago

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Poly hamilsquad quotes #20 featuring Y\N!

*screaming and laughter from the other room*

Y\N: What the hell is going on now? *walks into the room*

*Alex and John are screaming at each other while Herc records and Laf is dying of laughter*

Alex: HOLD ON! HOLD ON! HOLD ON!

John: It's my favorite movie!

Alex: HOLD ON! HER SISTER WAS A WITCH! RIGHT?! AND WHAT WAS HER SISTER?!

Laf: *wheezes*

Alex: A PRINCESS! THE WICKED WITCH OF THE EAST BRO! *walks away*

Y\N: Wtf is going on?

Herc: Lex and John are fighting about the wizard of Oz.

Laf: *coughs violently*

John: I'm gonna stab him. *stands up*

Alex: *turns around* YOU'RE GONNA LOOK AT ME AND YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME THAT I'M WRONG?! AM I WRONG?!

John: It's my favorite movie!

Alex: SHE WORE A CROWN AND SHE CAME DOWN IN A BUBBLE DOG!!!

Y\N: This is the angriest I think I've ever seen Alex.

Herc: I know right?

John: *walks away* I'm not fighting with you.

Alex: GROW UP! *walks away*

John: *sits back down* I'm not fighting with you.

Alex: GROW UP!

John: Get educated buddy.

Herc: *ends video*

Y\N: You gotta put that on Facebook.

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nonstop-smashing-expectations · 7 years ago

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Pillow Forts and Movies: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Requested by: Anon

Prompt given: Would you be ok with writing a Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader, where the reader is chubby and worried about their weight? It’s ok if you don’t want to but thank you for seeing this ask.

Warnings: Reader has low self esteem, low self confidence, self critical thoughts

Word count: 1,943

You quietly shuffled over to your closet that you shared with your boyfriends, trying your best not to wake them, well most of them.

Alexander was already awake, drinking coffee in his office, no doubt already busy doing work. Everyone else was still sleeping, not having to go to work until later in the morning.

You paused at the closet doors, glancing over at the alarm clock on the table near the bed.

The green numbers read 4:00 AM and you muttered angrily under your breath. Why’d you have to be such a nice person?

You normally didn’t work until 6:00 AM but last night you had a co worker beg you to cover their shift tomorrow morning because of an excuse you couldn’t even remember any more. All you know is that you agreed to take the shift, knowing that your co worker was probably lying about why they needed the day off. Most likely, they were going to party all day.

You, as gently as you could, opened the closet doors, wincing when the sound echoed across the room.

You froze in place, hoping your boyfriends would sleep through it. None were exactly morning people (although Alex was tolerable after two or three cups of coffee) and you didn’t want to know how cranky they would be if they were woke up earlier than normal.

Lafayette rolled onto his side, snuggling closer to Hercules, while Hercules’ loud snores only paused briefly before continuing. John had been sleep talking about turtles beforehand, but he paused for a second, scaring you, and then he resumed talking about how the turtle was winning a fight against a panda bear.

You shook your head, laughing as quietly as you could. You knew that in the morning, John wouldn’t remember his strange dreams, Hercules would fiercely deign that he snores and Lafayette wouldn’t want to admit that he likes to cuddle in his sleep.

You reached into your closet and pulled out a new shirt that you had just bought.

You really liked this particular shirt, for some reason it just made yourself feel much more confidence in yourself than you normally felt.

Normally you felt so self conscious and a bit awkward next to your less chubby co workers and friends.

Your boyfriends promised you that you were great the way you are and that they loved you no matter how you looked. They also said they would support you no matter what you wanted to do in regards to your looks. You didn’t really believe them, it was hard to when you were the one who had to look in the mirror everyday. It was tough and the world is very cruel to people who don’t fit their “perfect” expectations of how others should look.

Feeling sad, you sighed and quickly looked through the rest of the closet in order to find the pair of work pants that paired well with the shirt. Of course, it was hidden toward the back of the closet.

Walking to the bathroom, you quickly changed clothes and went through the rest of your normal morning routine.

Standing in front of the mirror, you pulled at the shirt, making sure it laid as flatteringly as possible. Once you were sure the shirt looked perfect, you headed down the stairs to the kitchen.

You quickly prepared something that you could eat in the parking lot of your work.

Alex, who had heard you open the door to the kitchen, left his office long enough to refill his coffee mug for the third time in as many hours and to wish you good luck at work.

You rolled your eyes at Alex, knowing that he probably won’t even remember you left that morning as he was still functioning on autopilot.

Ten minutes later you parked in your works parking lot. You felt like today was going to be a good day, and although you didn’t know why you felt that way, you weren’t going to question it. Today was going to be a good day!

That bubbly-dizzy feeling of happiness vanished as soon as you walked through the front doors.

It was a typical workplace, people tended to gather in small groups before their shifts started to discuss what they wanted to do on their days off.

So when you walked in, you immediately felt like everyone’s eyes were on you.

Blushing, you tugged at the edge of your shirt, making sure it still looked perfect.

You walked down the hallway, being hyper aware of the people around you.

You walked past a group of people, people you might even consider friends, who erupted into giggles when you walked by. Someone within the group started trying to shush them but it was useless because they too were giggling.

Your ears seemed to burn as you continued walking, and you blinked rapidly in an attempt to hold back tears.

The first half of your shift continued in much of the same fashion. People would either start laughing and giggling as you walked by or they would suddenly start talking quieter, like people do when they are talking about a person in close proximity with them.

You decided that you’d take a late lunch toward the end of your shift, and instead would work through your normal lunch time. You did have a project you needed to finish and you’d rather throw yourself into work than focus on the stressing thoughts about your weight and looks.

Fourty minutes later, you had turned the project in to your boss and was sitting at one of the tables in the break room.

Your lunch consisted of leftovers from your favorite meal that Hercules and Lafayette had made the night before, and a small portion of your favorite dessert.

You had your first bite of food over halfway to your lips before you saw what everyone else there was eating. The person sitting nearest to you was eating a small salad with fresh fruit, someone else was eating a cup of yogurt, and the person in the far corner was eating a salad as well.

Suddenly not feeling hungry, you packed up your lunch and hurried out of the room, your sadness from this morning rushing back.

You only had five minutes left to your shift so you left, knowing that the person who started the next shift was already there and could cover the last five minutes of yours.

You knew that because your shift ended before your boyfriends’ did as they all worked the same shift and carpooled as their work was near each other’s, that you would be the first person home.

You were very grateful of this fact today, as you really didn’t want them to see you cry. They knew you struggled with how you looked but they didn’t know how deeply it affected you. There were times where you didn’t even want to look in the mirror.

That thought kept repeating, causing tears to well up.

You pulled into your driveway and parked the car. You managed to lock the car and stumbled blindly toward your front door, fumbling to get the key in the lock.

You yanked the door open and let it slam shut behind you, unable to see enough to lock it.

You didn’t even make it to the couch before the day’s events and your self conscious thoughts overwhelmed you.

Sinking to the floor, the sobs started.

Burying your face in your hands, you cried, sad and angry at yourself and your coworkers and at the thoughts you couldn’t stop. Today was supposed to be a good day! Whatever happened to that?

With tears streaming down your face, you couldn’t see the people walking through the front door, although you recognized the foot steps.

You weren’t sure who heard your sobs first, or who first ran up to you but soon you were surrounded with your concerned anxious boyfriends who wouldn’t stop asking what’s wrong.

You shook your head in response to their questions, not really wanting to talk about it yet.

The boys decided that they would do what they normally do to cheer each other up, they build a pillow fort and watch the person’s favorite movie.

Lafayette sprinted down the hallway in search of blankets, grabbing the ones off the bed, carrying them back to the living room.

Hercules grabbed the pillows off the bed and stopped by the linen closet for more pillows and blankets on his way back.

Alex coaxed you over to where they were going to put the pillow fort, and once you sat down, he handed you several pillows to lay on and a blanket to wrap yourself in. You smiled weakly at him, pretty tired from crying.

John carried in the chairs from the table setting them in a certain pattern.

Hercules and Alex helped build up the fort walls with pillows and once that was completed, John carefully draped a couple of the blankets over everything.

Together, they crawled into the fort entrance and laid down next to you, Alex having grabbed the t.v remote on his way in.

In silence, he pressed play and your favorite movie began to play on screen.

Soon, the tears came to a stop and you watched the movie with a smile on your face, happily snuggled into the arms of your boyfriends.

Halfway through the movie, you fell asleep, snoring slightly.

Alex smiled at you and moved his arm that was around you so you’d be slightly more comfortable. The other boys did the same and they too smiled when you shifted slightly in your sleep, snuggling against them.

They all knew that you would eventually want to talk about why you were crying when they came home but they weren’t going to pressure you to talk if you didn’t want to.

They just wanted you to feel safe and be happy and they’d do whatever they could to make that happen. They loved you so much and they couldn’t imagine how their lives had been like without you before.

They loved how you smiled at them, even when you thought no one was looking. They loved how you seemed to fit so seamlessly into their group, first as friends and then as lovers.

They loved that you cared about other people and that you were passionate about your beliefs.

Alex liked how you would set reminders on his phone when he wasn’t looking so that he would be reminded to get lunch and to take a break for a bit or to go use the bathroom.

Hercules liked how you would occasionally offer advice with his work and offer input when he was stuck on a design.

Lafayette liked that you spoke French around him, as much as your skill level would allow, just because you knew that sometimes he just wanted to talk in French.

John liked that you complemented his art and sometimes you would point out things that you thought would be a good focus for his artwork.

Speaking of art, John wanted to draw this moment, you and the rest of the Hamilsquad, cuddled under blankets, everyone looking calm and unworried.

One by one, they all fell asleep, although Alex stayed up the longest.

He said he hated this movie but he still stayed up to watch it, although he’d never admit that to anyone else.

Right before he fell asleep, he leaned over to kiss everyone’s hair (as it was all he could reach from his position on the outside of the cuddle pile) and shortly after that, he fell asleep.

#tw: low self esteem #tw:self conscious #hamilton imagine #poly hamilsquad x reader #fanfic #hamilton #hamilsquad x reader

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