Vinessa outside the studios!!! (x)

it’s now mandated by law that every ha*milton rper has to make their crack tag ‘alexander hasn’t sinned’.

for my soulmate au, i headcanon that lafayette has several names on his body, some romantic, some platonic, but none more important than the other. this is the list of names he has, where they are located on his body, and other information about them:

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                                                                      ( sel. & pri. FEMALE transgender musical-based                                                          LAFAYETTE. historical, modern & canon male                                                                                   cisgender verses included. penned by reid. )

Gilbert Lafayette was assigned male at birth. It was the first of many times she proved the world wrong.

     Born into the very definition of an upper-class Parisian family, Ginny always felt out of place in more ways than one. With a father who died when she was just an infant and an mother who’s only connection to her was through e-mail correspondence, the relations who remained always kept her at an arm’s length due to the fact that from a very young age, Geneviève was always quite certain that she was a girl. Despite this, to keep up appearances, her family sent her to the best schools and pushed her into all the appropriate social circles for her class – cocktail parties and formal gatherings, where it was apparent to everyone there that she would rather be anywhere else.

     ( Oh, but how they would have stared at their family if those people knew the truth. A simple threat muttered into an aunt’s ear that paid for future hormones and surgery and therapy. A year or two of homeschooling and some social blackmail, and no one was the wiser. Unloving relatives were the first to learn that it wasn’t wise to underestimate Geneviève Lafayette. )

     At a young age, Ginny ( the name she preferred to be called by her friends – well, if she had any friends ) was restless and eager to help change the world. She was raised in a society stagnant and uninterested – France had become disillusioned with revolution centuries ago. She spent her teenage years railing against the laws that required anyone who was transgender in France to be sterilized in order to be recognized as their true gender, as well as the laws that forbade single or gay women to undergo assisted pregnancy, but the nationalistic people of France turned blind eye to deaf ear on the struggles of those who were different. 

     But she watched with wide-eyes at the sparks fanning into flames on the news across the ocean in America. If you asked her now, she couldn’t say why she always knew she would go there. A large reason was her wish to undergo hormone therapy and surgery without reliquishing her ability to reproduce, that was true. But as a wealthy woman in upper class society, why not stay where her mortality rate was significantly higher? ( Where prejudice and bigotry stifled her, but at least her oppression was quiet, as so many LBGTQ+ members had told her. ) It wasn’t rational, or logical. There was so much for her to lose.

      America called to her, anyway, and she responded.

     She asked her guardians if she could study overseas when she graduated, and when they refused, she applied for the top schools in America anyway. And then, shortly after her nineteenth birthday, with her mother and father’s inheritance finally passed down to her, she booked a plane ticket to America and never looked back.

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google search: how to say “I Would Do Anything For You” but make it sound casual

sunbasked:

Jem Carstairs, City of Heavenly Fire by Cassandra Clare (via paperwhisperings)

[other lgbt+ works] 

(EDIT: removed the picture of the non-binary person.)

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