Important Announcement

Hey!! I know I came back from hiatus but I haven't posted anything and I'm sorry. I just haven't been as inspired to write for Hamilton at the moment. So, what I decided to do was start a new account to write oneshots for the show Supernatural. I think in a few weeks I'm going to create a side blog to the Supernatural blog and make it Hamilton imagines because I still want to write for this fandom, but not full time. For the time being I will be leaving this blog up, but it will eventually be deleted. However, I'm going to hang on to all requests and my already published works for when I do start this blog up again. In fact, on my Supernatural blog's first post I have a link to the masterlist from this blog. I hope this wasn't too confusing and thank you guys for being there for me. Look for further updates and have a wonderful day!! (P.S. my new blog is @spn-applepie-imagines and I just posted my first story!)

Okay I need your opinion guys!!

So I am definitely going to be moving blogs. I feel like I have neglected this blog so much and I feel terrible and want a fresh start. Additionally, I also want to start a Supernatural blog as I have recently fallen in love the show. Originally I was going to create my Supernatural blog as my main blog and then move this blog to a side blog. (You guys would have to refills me if you so wished to.) Now I'm wondering if I should still make a new account but have it be a multi fandom account. I don't know which one I would rather have??!!! Please send me an ask or message and let me know if you want a: sideblog just for Hamilton OR one blog that is multifandom. Thanks so much and have a fabulous day!!

Take a Break

Pairing: Alexander x Emily (Personal Story)

Summary: It’s no surprise that Alex is working himself to death, but when Emily can’t get him to take a break, she is worried. Can she take care of Alex and manage him to get some rest?

Time Period: Modern

Warnings: None!

Words: 1,002

A/N: This story is dedicated to @cookies62843 who is one of the winners of my 500 follower giveaway. So finally after like four months of promising (and 1500 followers later) I have finished the personal stories. I am so sorry for the delay, but I hope you still enjoy this story. Have a fabulous day!!

A normal night in your apartment, which you shared with Alexander, consisted of him locking himself away in his office for hours at a time while pouring over his cases. While he had gotten better at remembering to take time to eat and get a proper night of sleep, there were still days where he slipped back into his old habits.

It was a random Thursday evening when it happened again. You had gotten home late and threw down your bags and kicked off your shoes once you made it inside. It was eerily quiet, and Alexander had yet to greet you.

After a quick sweep through the apartment, you found yourself standing in front of Alex’s closed, office door. With a sigh, you knocked on the door and waited for a response. When a moment had passed, you knocked again with the same response.

“Alex, I’m home, and I’m coming in.” you said and pushed the door open.

The door swung open and you stared at the room in disbelief. Somehow, in a matter of hours, Alex’s office had cups of coffee scattered throughout and his brief case laid messily on the floor, which you almost tripped over. In the mist of it all, Alex sat at his desk, hunched over his laptop, as his fingers flew across the keyboard.

You cleared your throat, but Alex was not phased by the noise. Only once you approached him and rested a gentle hand on his shoulder, did he jump in surprise. With a quick glance and smile back at you, Alex nodded his head then turned back to his work.

“How long have you been working?” you asked him as you tried to hold back a sigh and an eye roll.

“Ummm,” he thought aloud. “Well I got home early today, but I’ve only been in here since about noon.” he said nonchalantly.

At his words, your eyes grew in surprise and held a disappointed look in them. “Since noon? Alexander that was six hours ago! Did you ever stop to eat or just relax?” you questioned him.

He could feel your harsh gaze on his neck, and inwardly cringed at the use of his full name; you only used it when you were especially upset with him. For once, Alex turned away from his laptop and stared into your green eyes and pulled you into his lap.

He ran his hands through your blonde hair before he whispered. “I’m sorry, Emily. I just caught up in this case, I can’t let it be taken away from me and given to Jefferson.” he tried to explain, but continued on when he saw you weren’t buying it. “Just give me ten more minutes and then I’m yours for the rest of the night.” he promised.

You smiled and nodded before you gave him his privacy.

An hour later, Alex had yet to come out of his office, and to say you were upset would be an understatement. Time after time, Alex would make you these promises that he would be done within a short period of time, before spending the rest of the night locked away. Every other time, you let it go, but not this time. This time you marched straight into his office without knocking. You stalked over to his desk and promptly shut his laptop.

“Hey, what are you-” Alex tried to protest, but was quickly shushed by you.

“Don’t give me crap, Alexander.” you replied, livid. “You told me ten minutes, and I gave you more than enough time to finish, but you brushed me off like always! I can’t watch you do this to yourself, so you are done working for the rest of the night.” you declared and spoke again before he could. “And so help me if you try to resist.”

With a grip on his hand, you led Alex to the kitchen, sat him down, and started the microwave. After a few minutes, you pulled out a plate of chicken and vegetables for him to eat. As you had already eaten, you sat there with him and made small talk. Alex visibly relaxed when he could see that you were not angry with him, just worried for his well being.

Once he had finished eating, you pushed him to the bedroom and told him to changed, while you also got dressed into your own pajamas. Finally, the two of you got into bed and you rested your head against Alex’s chest. You could tell that he was itching to go back and work, but he refrained from doing so, for which you were thankful.

“Sleep.” you told him as he continuously tossed and turned.

He looked at you sheepishly. “I can’t. It’s difficult to fall asleep, so I usually work until I fall asleep.” he confessed.

“I know,” you said. “but tonight you are going to get a full night’s worth of sleep no matter what.”

The two of you stayed quiet for another minute or so, but Alexander continued to switch positions every couple of seconds. You finally had enough of it, so you rested your hand on his chest to calm him and laid back down. As you did so, a soft humming noise came from you and floated towards Alex’s ears.

It took him a minute to realize that you were going to sing him to sleep, and he smiled. It wasn’t often that you sang, but he loved it when you did because your voice was beautiful. He let the calming sounds of your voice sooth him into a restful sleep.

However, before he let sleep overpower him, he let out a soft. “Goodnight, I love you.” before falling into a deep sleep. 

A smile graced your lips and you kissed Alex’s forehead gently before you curled into his side and also let the peacefulness of sleep wash over you. Although it wouldn’t always end like this, at least you had gotten Alex to take care of himself for one night.

Free Thoughts

Pairing: John Laurens x Megan (Personal Story)

Summary: While visiting her cousins for the summer, Megan is set up with a handsome solider, John Laurens. While the two are out and she hears Loyalists speaking poorly on her family, watch as she steps up to defend the Schuyler name

Time Period: Hamiltime

Warnings: None

Words: 1183

A/N: This is the personal story for @rbilliusweasley who was a winner of my 500 follower giveaway. I am so sorry that it took months for me to write it and publish it for you. I hope that you can forgive me and I hope that you enjoy your story! Have a fabulous day!!

The atmosphere of New York was all very exciting. The people, the noises, and the sights. It was almost the complete opposite of London, where you had grown up. You were in New York because your cousin Peggy Schuyler had invited to stay with her and her sisters for the summer, and you were more than excited.

Once the ship had docked, you stepped onto the dock, and collected your luggage. As you looked around, you were nervous that the Schuylers had forgotten about your arrival, but that fear was quickly washed away when you saw a girl in a yellow dress, waving frantically. Peggy.

“Megan!” she shouted as a huge grin stretched across her face.

In an instant, you rushed over to Peggy and engulfed her in a hug. “Oh, Peggy, it’s so good to see you again. It has been far too long.” you admitted.

“It has been.” she agreed and took a step back to look at you. In that short time, two more voices rung out on the busy dock and you whipped around to see your other cousins: Angelica and Eliza.

“Megan?” they screamed and pullled you into a tight hug.

It was so wonderful to see your family again after so many years. Although you loved the family you had in London dearly, it just wasn’t the same. Back in London there were not many girls your age to become friends with.

The three sisters linked arms with you and escorted you to the carriage that would deliver you to their mansion. Just as you had expected, the ride was full o storytelling, jokes, and laughter. The four of you reminisced about the days when you were young and all you cared about was planning the perfectly fairytale wedding.

“So speaking of weddings, are you engaged to anyone, Megan?” Angelica asked with her sly smile.

You looked down at the floor of the carriage and sighed. “Um, no. I haven’t yet found a man who isn’t a stuck up, pompous, creep.” you explained with a bit of a laugh.

“Amen to that.” Angelica agreed and Eliza and Peggy joined in the laughter.

However, Eliza was the one to break through the laughter with a knowing smile. “Don’t worry about that, Megan. I know the perfect man to introduced you to!”

The weeks went on and you were having an amazing time catching up with your cousins. They had taken you all over New York City to see the exciting sights and look at the beautiful merchandise in shops. However, the most exciting thing about being in New York was the atmosphere around the Revolution. In the greatest city in the world, people supported and wished for the Revolution. In London, almost everybody criticized the rebels and wanted to crush them and put them back in their place. You, on the other hand, saw it as a marvelous opportunity for change and supported it full heartedly.

The one thing you had yet to do was the meet the mystery man Eliza thought would be perfect for you. Although you begged and pleaded with her, she wouldn't budge. It wasn’t until you had been living with Schuyler sisters for about a month did she set up the meeting. Apparently, this man was a solider and had finally received time off. He was also apparently a friend of Eliza’s courter.

The afternoon of your meeting, you stood in front of your mirror and fiddled with your dress until it laid against your body beautifully. You also took the time to style your hair, with same help from Peggy of course. Finally, you hopped in the carriage and let it leaned you to your blind date.

Once the carriage stopped downtown, you stepped out and a saw an extremely handsome man. He was wearing a blue soldier’s uniform and had curly hair, wit and freckles littered his face. You could feel your knees buckle slightly. Until the man in front of you cleared his throat, you were still staring.

“Hello, miss. Are you Megan? The cousin of the Schuyler Sisters?” he inquired.

“Why yes I am, and you might you be?” you asked with a charming smile.

“John Laurens, but please just call me John.” he introduced with a slight bow.

You weren't sure in that moment why Eliza had set the two of you u[, but you soon found out. As you and John strolled through town you found out the many interests you two shared. Both of you supported the Revolution and he was surprised to learn when you had the same stance as him on equality for all.

The afternoon was going swimmingly, at least until you ran into a group of Loyalists talking poorly on the colonists. They were mainly talking about how England would crush the rebels like the bugs they were, and you were abut to talk on by with John. That was until you heard the name Schuyler come up.

“That Schuyler General thinks he is so high and mighty.” the fatter solider said.

The other two laughed before the tall one commented. “I can’t wait to see him lose everything once the King takes back control.”

“Yeah, the only thing he did right was having those three daughters of his. I wouldn't mind getting to know them.”

At that comment you snapped and pulled away from John and stalked towards the group of Redcoats, ignoring John's protest. As they aw you approach, they quickly straightened up, obviously looking to impress you.

“I just want to say that you three are some of the most insensitive humans I have ever met.” you shouted while they looked upon you in shook. “Next time you decide to talk horribly about a family, make sure no one they know is in the vicinity. Because I promise you that the have-nots  are going to win this war and you and every other Loyalist will be running home, screaming to the King.” you growled with dangerous eyes. “Now if I ever hear you talk poorly on my family again, I will not hesitate make sure you regret it>”

At the end of your spiel, the three soldiers looked terrified and ran off. Only then, did you notice John's hand on your back as he guided you away form the crowd. Instantly you cringed and waited for the moment when John would say he never anted to see you again. Most men hated when you spoke out like that, but you had to protect your family.

“John I’m sorry-” you began.

“Megan, that was amazing. I didn’t know you had it in you, but it’s about time somebody put them in their place.” he beamed and gave your hand a squeeze.

You beamed back at John once again entranced by his freckles. Slowly, the two of you leaned forwards until your lips were on top of his and you shared a magical kiss.

When you both pulled away you smiled slightly.

“Do you think I would be able to see you again, Megan?” John asked, nervously.

“Most definetly.” you promised.

Those Four Things

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x Jozi (Personal Story)

Summary: Watch Philip meet Jozi and slowly fall in love with her over four little things.

Time Period: Hamiltime

Warnings: None!

Words: 995

A/N: This is my final story for my 500 follower giveaway, and this story is dedicated to @myladymojo. Like all the other stories, I just want to say thank you so much for your patience and I hope you enjoy your story. Have a fabulous day!!

The first thing that drew Philip to you was your impeccable beauty. Unlike so many other woman at the ball who over powdered their faces and pulled their corsets so tight that they turned blue, you radiated a natural beauty. As you stood off to the side, your hair framed your face perfectly. However, what Philip noticed the most was that only half of your face was covered with freckles, and he found it extremely attractive.

Without hesitation, Philip made the decision to brush off everyone throwing themselves at him and proceeded to introduce himself to you. When he finally reached you, he remembered what his parents had taught him about being a gentleman, so he bowed and kissed your hand.

“Good evening, miss.” he greeted. “I am Philip Hamilton and I just had to introduce myself to the most beautiful woman in the room.” he smiled and looked up at your eyes.

“Oh, um, well thank you, Mr. Hamilton.” you responded and tried to stop the rush of blood that flooded to your cheeks.

“Please call me Philip, Miss...” he trailed off, not knowing your name.

With that sudden realization you blushed some more before you properly introduced yourself. “Call me Jozi, or Jo if you prefer, Philip.” you smiled and knew you had met a wonderful man.

The second thing that drew Philip to you was your personality. You were just so easy to get along with, and Philip loved how excited you got over anything you were passionate about. Which, luckily for him, just so happened to music and art.

“Wait, you mean to say that you drew this all on your own?” Philip asked, astonished at how talented you were.

The two of you were currently at your house, and you had been showing him your art room. Together, you poured over the many pieces you had created, along with admiring the pieces made by others that hung on your walls.

You nodded slowly and watched how Philip bounced from corner to corner of the room like a child on Christmas morning. “Yes, I made most of these.” you confirmed and giggled when Philp placed a kiss on your temple, while he whispered how amazingly talented you were.

Right as Philip was about to leave, he saw that you owned a grand piano and instantly ran over to the stool. Without waiting for you, he fingers hovered over the keys for a moment before he began to play. Beautiful musical flowed throughout the room and you couldn’t help but waltz to the tune. Eventually, you sat down next to the eldest Hamilton and joined in.

That evening, Philip left your home with a small on his face and a skip in his step.

The third thing that drew Philip to you was the way your interacted with his family.

The first time you were invited to meet his parents and siblings, you were beyond nervous. What if they hated you? What if you made a fool of yourself in front of them? What if they told you to never see their son again?

All these thoughts swirled through your mind, but with a gentle squeeze of your waist from Philip, you were pulled back to reality. Slowly, you walked through the front door and waited with battered breathes.

Then, without warning, at least three voices of children came booming throughout the entrance, and you turned towards the stairs to watch three children fly down the stairs. You presumed they were Philip's siblings, and you smiled gently at each of them as they gazed at you.

The youngest, whom you later learned was named Eliza, tugged on Philip’s trousers and wanted to be lifted off the ground. Philip complied and leaned in towards his youngest sister. “She’s really pretty.” you heard the young girl whisper and you blushed.

“I know, ‘Liza.” he responded and tickled her sides.

As the little girl squirmed in his arms, an older, yet still graceful figure glided towards you. With open arms, the woman immediately engulfed you in a hug and kept saying how excited she was to finally meet you. Again, you later learned that this was Philip’s mother and his sister’s namesake. She was a delightful woman who graciously opened her home to you.

By the end of the night, you were laughing with his mother and running around with his siblings. Even Philip’s father had taken a break to meet the girl who had stolen his eldest son’s heart, and even pulled Philip aside to say he found an amazing woman.

The entire time, Philip just stared at you with love in his eyes.

The final thing that made Philip sure you were the one for him was that he knew you would love him forever.

After you and Philip had courted for what felt like an eternity, but was really only a year, Philip decided it was time for him to propose. He knew in his heart that you were is one true love, his soulmate, the person he would spend the rest of his life with.

He had seen you in your good times and your bad times. He had watched you become an unofficial Hamilton and watched you fall in love. He knew that no matter what the future held for the both of you, you would stand by his side for the rest of your life and support and love him with everything fiber of your body.

That is why, on the anniversary of you meeting Philip, he dropped to one knee and asked you to become his wife. After a whirlwind of tears and shouts and emotions, the wedding planning began. With the help of his mother and aunts, the two of you had a fairytale wedding.

Even after the wedding, Philip fell in love with you a little bit more everyday, and he knew that he would continue to do so until his dying breath.

What You Want

Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Rosey (Personal Story)

Summary: After meeting Thomas at a cabinet meeting and hitting it off, you hide your relationship from everyone, including your younger brother, Alexander. Watch as you Thomas fall in love.

Time Period: Hamiltime

Warnings: None

Words: 1,034

A/N: This story is for @mega-weenie-hut-jrs who was another winner of my 500 follower giveaway. First, I am extremely sorry for the long delay it writing this, and I hope you don’t mind that I made it so you were Alex’s older sister. I just wanted to change things up.

The first time Thomas Jefferson had seen you was at his first cabinet meeting after coming home from Paris, France. He had never seen your face before, but was instantly mesmerized. In fact, his friend, Madison had to snap him out of his daze. After asking who you were, he was disappointed to find that you were the older sister Alexander. However, that didn’t stop him from approaching you afterwards.

“Hello, Miss Hamilton. I am Thomas Jefferson and I just wished to introduce myself to a beautiful person like yourself.” he purred as he left a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

You offered a small curtsy and a sly smirk at his words. How many times must he have tried to play women like this? “It’s a pleasure, Mr. Jefferson.”

“While I am overjoyed to have met you, I’m sure a woman such as yourself found this meeting to be quite boring and confusing.” Thomas hypothesized.

“Excuse me?” you hissed, a danger glare grew in your eyes. “I will have you know that I was able to follow along just fine, Mr. Jefferson. And I will also have you know that I do not agree with your views one bit, and I do not appreciate the apparent grudge you hold against my brother.”

Thomas looked shocked as no woman had ever spoken to him like that. Carefully thinking over his words, he responded. “Forgive me, Miss. Hamilton. Please allow me to take you on a carriage ride tomorrow as an attempt to correct my mistake.” he reasoned.

For some reason you could not explain, you found that agreed to his proposition before you hurried to meet up with your brother.

That had been six months ago. After your first wonderful outing with Thomas, to two of you began to court, in secret of course. To the outside world, it appeared as if you and Thomas were close friends that simply cared for each other like any kind of friends would. Alexander was not at all excited with the arrangement, but you knew he would flip if he knew your courter was Thomas.

That evening, Thomas had asked for you to meet him downtown at your favorite restaurant/tavern, although he did not specify what you two would be doing. You spent your time styling your hair to perfection, then you added a light layer of powder to your face. Once your dress and slippers had been slipped on, you walked down the steps towards the front door, but you were stopped by your younger brother.

“Rosey, where are you heading?” Alexander inquired, his head slightly tilted.

“Oh, well, Thomas invited me to a friendly dinner tonight.” you explained. Not a complete lie, right?

You saw Alexander’s face contort in anger, but he sighed and nodded, signaling his permission. A small crossed your lips and you bounced to your brother and kissed his cheek.

“Thanks baby brother.” you teased.

“Yeah, yeah.” he swatted you out the door. “Stay safe!”

Once you made it downtown, you stood outside of the tavern and patiently waited for Thomas to appear. You saw him as you strolled towards you and you practically beamed with excitement. You couldn’t place a finger on why, but you felt as if tonight would be special.

“You look stunning, Rosey.” he complimented and stared into your sparkly green eyes.

A blush spread across your cheeks as you graciously took Thomas’s arm and let him lead you inside. After being seated, you looked over the menu while you discreetly held Thomas’s hand underneath the table. He gave it a light squeeze and you smiled in his direction. All you could see was love in his eyes.

As the night wore on, Thomas seemed to become more and more anxious which was extremely out of character. You tried to find out the solution and comfort him, but each time he would brush off your worries.

 When you and Thomas finished dinner, he took your hand and led you to the park across the street. There, the two of you enjoyed a pleasant walk, in silence, just enjoying the other’s company. Then suddenly, Thomas stopped you and reached into the pocket of his magenta jacket. With slightly shaking hands, he bent down onto one knee and stared at you like you were his entire world.

“Rosey,” he began nervously, and cleared his throat before he started again. “These past six months with you have been the best of my life. I never knew what I was missing in my life until I met you. Everyday you bring joy to my life, make me smile, and make me strive to be the kind of man who deserves you. I do not know what I would do without you in my life, and I never wish to found out. So, would you, Rosey Hamilton, do me the honor of making me the happiest man alive and becoming my wife?”

Thomas looked at you hopefully and offered a glittering ring, that sparkled underneath the stars. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, but you nodded your head feverishly. At first, Thomas was scared you would reject him, but beamed once you began to shout.

“Yes, yes! Of course I’ll marry you Thomas.” you knelt down next to him and allowed he to place the ring on your left, ring finger. As you started back at Thomas, you only felt immense love in your heart and you knew that you could take on anything as long as Thomas was by your side.

Eventually, the two of you stood up and began to journey back to your house. The walk was silent until Thomas piped up.

“Rosey Jefferson has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” he teased and rubbed his thumb over the back of your hand.

“It does,” you confirmed. “but do you know what we have to do first?” you inquired and continued when Thomas remained silent. “Tell my brother.”

Thomas groaned, but you only laughed. Of course Alexander would be furious at first, but you knew that he would eventually come around. After all, you were going to be a Jefferson, and Jefferson’s always got what they wanted.

I’m Back!!!

Yes, you guys read that correctly, I am back from my hiatus.

So this day that I am posting this (June 9th) I am leaving for vacation. However, I have queued a few stories that I think will make some people very happy. Remember back when I  had 500 followers and I had a giveaway for personal stories? Well  finally completed these stories, and there will be scattered out over the next couple of days.

Alright, here are a few more things you should know:

-Incase you didn’t know, the reason I took a break from writing and posting was I felt like it was a chore for me to do so. There were many requests that I wanted to get written and published for you guys, but the ideas weren’t flowing as they once had. I needed time to just sit back and enjoy Tumblr without feeling upset at myself for being lazy.

-I also wanted to get back into my love for Hamilton (which I did) since I somewhat forgot why I enjoyed it so much in the first place.

-I had originally talked about making this blog a multi-fandom blog, but I’ve decided against that for the time being. I am going to see In The Heights over the summer (*squealing*) so once I see the show and the characters in person I might add that fandom to this account.

-Instead what I will be doing is starting a separate account for my love of the Supernatural fandom! I have yet to create it, but I will soon, so look out for the many ideas that I have.

Over the next couple of days be on the lookout for a very exciting announcement. But until then, I will leave my inbox open and still be on tumblr over vacation but only publishing the items I have queued I love you all so much, stay safe, and have a wonderful day!!