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we dream of a brand new start, but we dream in the dark for the most part.
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Fate, Destiny, Whatever. (Lin x Reader)

Word Count: 24,698

Warnings: Smut ‘n swears

Authors Note: Yo, I’m really proud of this fic y’all. I know it’s long but it would mean the world to me if you could just take some time out of your day to read it it. I would honestly mean so much. Feedback would also be greatly appreciated, let me know what you thought!! also shout out to @adolescenthowell FOR LITERALLY HAVING TO DEAL WITH ME COMPLAIN ABOUT CLOSURE FOR THE PAST LIKE 3 WEEKS TO NO AVAIL. WE QUOTED ALOT OF THOSE LATE NIGHT CONVOS. LOVE U.

Summary: Lin’s convinced you and him are soulmates, but you believe you’ve only found your way to him by a coincidence. Would you have found your way to him if you had met him in a different time all together? Was it fate? Was it destiny? Or was it whatever?

Requests: nothin but my own noggin

“Honey!” Lin called from down the hall.

“What?” you yelled back, eyes not moving from your laptop.

“Come and look at these.” You heard your husband’s voice strain, and you cracked a smile before closing your laptop.

You walked down the hall to his office. You were fully expecting him to show you a new melody, or a rap; instead you were greeted with him sitting on his floor, an array of photo albums spread around him and loose polaroids and pictures scattered all around the floor.

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this is the literal best

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All Adventurous Women Do

Pairing: DAVEED x Reader Warnings: BONDAGE, verbal degredation, cum on tits, cum eating,  Word count: 3068 A/N: No one asked for this, literally, no one. This inspired very heavily by HBO’s Girls (Episode: Vagina Panic s1 ep2) and also some of Adam Sackler’s funny moments! All of the opening and closing dialogue is STRAIGHT from the show as well as some of the stuff he says while fucking her! Enjoy!!

Daveed had been on the road touring for what felt like ages.

You weren’t exactly dating him, so it was natural for you to not hear from him for a week, sometimes two, only for him to then text you seemingly out of nowhere. Those texts often led to sex, and eventually, you just ended up hanging around his apartment more and more.

He had been home for a week without a single word sent your way, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. 

You sat on your bed, surrounded by odd beauty products as you did your makeup; smudged winged eyeliner, red lipstick, and a light dusting of pink blush. Your hair was pulled back and teased, framing your face to accentuate your cheekbones. You had on an all-black ensemble, consisting of a leather jacket, tight mini dress, fishnets, and converse.

Stepping out of your bedroom and into the common area, seeing your best friend and her boyfriend in the middle of some argument.

“How do I look?” You interrupted, standing the doorway of your bedroom.

Immediately, her boyfriend let out a laugh. “You look like you’re going to put a hex on some popular girls.”

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holy shit. just...holy shit

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I DIED WHEN LINS PASSCODE WAS 24601 HAHHAHAHAHA

haha I couldn't resist, I just had to

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Lin x Reader

Uh, hi. It’s been about...4 weeks? Since I posted an actual fic of my own? I just finished my first year of college and it has been a stressful set of weeks, but it’s summer now so I’m going to try to be more active. Ps. I suck at titles. 

Thanks to @angeilca-s for being great and helping me through the writers block that has plagued me, being my second set of eyes, and just kind of being the absolute best.

Warnings: None, other than the fact that I can’t write without including swearing and some very slightly implied smut but it’s all joking.

You were pissed. Practically fuming in annoyance and you speed walked your way from your apartment to your best friend’s. A walk that would normally take about 20 minutes was cut down to about 10 as and before you knew it you were walking right through his front door, not bothering to knock because you never needed to.

“I’m done. I’m fucking done with guys. My life is over” You exclaimed, walking in and flopping down on the couch. Lin walked in the room, laughing lightly at your dramatic entrance, two beers already in his hands.  

“Hello to you too,” He handed you one before sitting down next to you, “Wanna tell me what happened?”

“You know that guy? Greg? Yeah, we went on our date, if you can even call it that-”

“Greg. Is that the one from Tinder? Or Match? Famers Only?”

“Oh shut up! Tinder. I only use Tinder,” He only raised his eyebrows in response, making you role your eyes. “Can I vent? I came here to vent.”

“You’re right, I’ll shut up.” He gave you his usual smirk and took a sip of his beer.

“Greg seemed like a decent contender, he didn’t seem like he was just like all the other gross, horny guys on Tinder. He took me to dinner and then we get to my place and he tries to have sex! Why can’t I just meet a nice guy who isn’t thinking with his dick? I’m getting too old for this crap.” You sighed, taking another drink of the beer. The irony of the situation was not lost on you. The fact that the only reason you were even attempting these dumb dates was because you loved your best friend, not that you would ever tell him that.

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teachers aid

summary: When college student, Y/N, has her internship at a school in Oakland, CA, she is pleasantly surprised that the teacher she would be aiding is really fucking hot. Daveed couldn’t help but share the same feelings. So, when they decide to hang out and get drunk at her apartment, things get steamy. request: nopppe warning: it’s smut so; sir kink, tons of dirty talk, degradation, orgasm denial, an: feedback is appreciated // masterlist

A giggle left your alcohol soaked lips as Daveed spoke. You hadn’t thought you’d be in your bedroom with the teacher that made your heart skip a beat while drinking a bottle of vodka, but God knew you needed this. The soft sound of a Beatles record played in the background but you couldn’t hear it. All you could hear was how Daveed would breathe out words before looking towards you. You would nod even though you didn’t know what he was saying in your dazed, drunken state. His hand was on your thigh, nothing sexual. Of course not. That wouldn’t be right. The teacher’s aid and the teacher? Not what the school needed, but him? That’s what he needed. He needed to feel your mouth around his cock. He craved to hear you moan his name whenever he fucked you into oblivion. He wanted to have you ride his face until you were screaming.

A soft sigh left your lips when his large hand squeezed your thigh. “Do you want to watch something?” You murmured and looked up at him, your eyes were glazed over from the alcohol and lust. Daveed sighed and shrugged. You got up and bent down to get your laptop, Daveed had the most perfect view of your ass. His teeth brought his bottom lip in between them before letting it go, averting his eyes from your butt to the wall. You flipped open the laptop and went to sit next to him again, you quickly logged into your Netflix account, something he’d seen you do many times before this. Your email and password were quickly entered as you pressed on the account that read your name. You went through the movies you had saved only days before, in hopes that he would be over. “What do you want to watch?” You asked. Daveed stared at the screen. His eyes scanning over the movies for a split moment before his mouth opened. He pointed at a horror movie, your heart fell.

“Shit.” You whispered under your breath. A smirk tugged itself onto Daveed’s lips as he heard the curse. “What?” He asked and sat his head on your shoulder, “You going to get scared?” His breath brushed over the sensitive skin of your neck, you inhaled a deep breath and shook your head. “Why would I be scared?” The words were slurred but understandable. He chuckled. His breath smelled of vodka, the same smell that yours would have. He looked at you at an awkward angle, he took in the features of your face as you bite your lip and pressed the movie.

A few minutes in, you could hear the audible sigh that came from his lips. “You can sit on my lap,” He whispered. “I won’t mind.” You shuddered. What would that mean? He wanted you, his teacher aid, to sit on his lap. Something you had dreamed of many times. You had hoped and wished for this day but Lord knows, you would never get it. You nodded and paused the movie, taking the laptop off your lap. Daveed positioned himself for you to sit. You put your body on top of his and then sat your laptop on top of your lap. “Are you okay?” You asked, he nodded and sat his head back on your shoulder. The feeling of your heart pounding in your chest. A sigh left the home that it made on your lips, Daveed looked up at you.

“Are you okay?” He chuckled, you nodded. “Why wouldn’t I be?” You asked in a breathy tone, eyebrows knitting together. “You are sitting on your boss’ lap.” He pushed, plump brushing against your neck. “I-I mean,” Your voice quivered for a moment, “Yeah, but..” You trailed off with your words when his lips pressed a kiss against your pulse point. “But?” He questioned.

“I-I don’t know.” You felt defeated when you couldn’t find the words. He made you feel like your heart was on fire and as if there was a waterfall in-between your legs. “Why are you on my lap, sweetheart?” He asked, your eyes closed in a motion as your mouth opened.

“Why did you tell me I could sit on your lap?” He chuckled and pressed his lips right under your ear before whispering a simple word.

“Touche.”

You could only giggle but it was cut off with the feeling of his lips on your jaw.

“Do you want this?” He asked, his hand now going up your thigh and under the soft material of the skirt you hadn’t taken off yet. A smile was on his lips when you didn’t stop him. He still wanted a verbal response, he wanted to make sure you wanted this. Wanted to know that you craved his cock deep in your pussy and that you would do anything for it.

“Do you want my cock inside you, baby girl? Inside your tight dripping hole? You want me to stretch you, huh?” The words made the wetness that had already formed between your legs pool out and onto your already soaked underwear. You nodded quickly, not trusting your voice.

“Use your words, honey. I want to hear you say it.” He bit the skin making a gasp move from your lips and into the air, where it would linger in Daveed’s ears until you spoke.

“Yes, Sir.” You whispered the pet name before continuing the words that had became a resident in your brain. “I want your cock inside me.” An audible groan left Daveed’s lips. His hand sat right by your throbbing heat. The sound of a whimper leaving your lips. “Please.” You pleaded and felt his thumb trace the wet slit that was restrained by the thin material of your panties. A soft gasp escaped your lips as your eyes fell shut. His thumb touched the sensitive nub of your clit, a smirk was pulled to his lips and he pushed his thumb harshly onto the sensitive bud, rubbing in tight circles, bringing a moan from you. He continued his attack on your clit while his lips began to assault your neck. A groan left you and your head fell back against his shoulder before his lips and hand left you; eliciting a whine.

“Good girls get to cum,” Daveed whispered in your ear as he ran his finger up your covered core. Daveed’s hands squeezed your thighs, signaling you to get up; you obliged. You stood in front of him, his lips getting caught under his teeth. “Strip.” He simply said. Your eye widened. “I-I-What?” You asked quickly, Daveed let out a chuckle.

“Strip.” He repeated and when you failed to oblige he lifted himself up, “Do you need to be punished?” He asked in a teasing tone, his hands going to your hips. Quickly, you shook your head. “N-No sir,” You whispered, his eyebrow raised. “What?” He asked and moved his hands back down, “I didn’t hear you. Maybe you should use your voice, slut.” The name came out slower but a moan left your lips. “No, sir.” You responded; louder this time. He hummed softly as your shaking hands removed your skirt before removing your tank top, leaving you in a black lace bra and pantie set. Daveed’s eyes raked over you and a moan left his lips. “So beautiful.” He murmured and moved his hands back to your hips and up to the back of your bra. Your breath stopped for a moment when his rough hands touched the soft skin of your back, unhooking the bra. Your breasts came free as the material left your body.

“You’re so pretty.” He whispered and moved his hands to knead your breasts, a loud moan moving into the air. “So pretty.” He murmured and pressed his lips against hers. The feeling making her move closer to him. His hands brought her back to the cushion. Their lips molded and his fingers moved down her body and in between your thighs, he slowly parted them, allowing you time to back out. His long finger grazed your clit as he moved it down to your dripping hole. He inserted his finger, a loud gasp leaving your lips. He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you as low whimpers left your lips. “Do you like that?” He whispered, “Like when I finger-fuck your tight little hole?” You nodded at his words, not trusting your mind to respond. “Such a dirty little slut.” He murmured and pushed a second finger in. His fingers quickly gained speed as loud, needy moans left your lips. Your hips bucked quickly and his other hand met with your clit. You felt the knot in your stomach grow and your face grew a deeper shade of red as you began to beg. Daveed only smirked and pressed against your clit harder, rubbing faster circles. His fingers pumped fast as your mouth hung open, he quickly removed his fingers from every part of you. A loud whine left your lips and a dark chuckle left him. You could feel your wet cunt throbbing with need but you couldn’t do anything about it. He lifted his hand that had just been inside you, to your lips. His index finger tapped it as you opened your mouth. You took his fingers, sucking on his digits. You let out a loud moan at the taste of yourself. “Such a whore, even for your own wetness,” Daveed groaned and removed his fingers.

Daveed got up and unbuttoned his shirt and pants. He allowed them to litter the floor as well as his boxers and tie. His hand met with his hard member, stroking it slowly. His thumb teased his slit as his head fell back in pleasure. A loud groan leaving him. “Do you want this baby girl?” he asked, referring to his cock. A soft nod left your head and he let out a chuckle. “Words or you won’t get fucked.” He whispered and continued to slowly stroke himself. You let out a whine and opened your mouth. “I want your big cock inside my tight pussy.” She whispered softly, “What was that? I didn’t hear you.” He spoke and began to set a faster pace on his cock. “Only whores who speak loud enough get my cock.” He hummed.

“I want you to fuck my tight pussy, sir.” You said louder and closed your eyes. Daveed smiled and stopped his movements before getting back on top of you. Your legs spread and the tip of his cock pressed against her. With a soft moan and a quick thrust, he was inside you. His cock stretched your walls and you couldn’t help the small screech that left your lips. He stilled and looked down at you.

“Are you okay?” He whispered before you nodded. He smiled and waited for your signal to move. Your hips bucked forward and Daveed took that as your signal. He began a slow pace before going faster. Moans and whimpers were heard around the room as well as the sound of skin on skin. He thrust again, his cock hitting your G-spot. Your eyes rolled back and your mouth hung open at the feeling. “You like that?” He asked softly and began to ram his hips harder into you as you nodded. He groaned loudly as you tightened around him again.

“I-I’m going to-” Daveed nodded, agreeing. He moved his hands to your clit again, rubbing right circles. A whimper and loud moan left your lips before you released around his cock. He continued to thrust slowly before releasing into you. Once you both got a clear head he pulled out of you, watching as his cum spilled from your pussy. A loud laugh left his lips as you lifted yourself up.

“What?” You asked quietly, suddenly insecure. Daveed shook his head before looking at you. “Crazy that you’re the teacher’s aid and we just fucked.” He laughed softly, making a snicker leave you.

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i'm dead. fucking read this. right now

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her last goodbye

summary: when eliza and alexander come to the future how does the last week go for the four?

a/n: whoops i wrote a pt2 to stars and moons lolol this is mainly eliza and reader speaking so ((:

feedback is awesome, stars and moons / masterlist

June 23th, 2017

11:56am

A loud crash came from outside the small apartment that Lin and Y/N shared. Their daughter looked at her parents with fear, Lin got up and reached for his daughter. She happily got into his arms. Ellie looked at him and pressed her finger against his plump lips as she babbled. He opened the door with one hand and held the small child in the other. He looked out and both way when he saw something he didn’t expect. Eliza and Alexander.

Eliza’s hand was pushing dirt off the old blue ball gown while Alex helped put her hair back. They seemed confused on to why they were here. They haven’t seen them in over a year, so why now are they here?

“Y/N,” Lin said and looked back into the small apartment, she hummed in response but didn’t take her soft Y/E/C eyes from the book that was being held in her hands. “It’s Eliza and Alex.”

This caught her attention. She looked up with a confusion in her eyes. “What?” She closed the book and got up. Her legs sore from chasing the dog and her baby around the park only days before. “They can’t be here.” She laughed and touched Ellie before looking out the door. She looked left.

Nothing.

She then looked left and saw her sister.

She was younger. She looked as if she was just at her wedding.

Oh shit.

“She came from the wedding…” It was a whisper that came from her mouth, Lin shook his head. “That can’t be.” He sighed and looked down at his wife. “But it is.”

Alex looked behind Eliza, his brown eyes meeting with Y/N’s Y/E/C orbs. His head tilted, eyes filling with confusion before they filled with realization.

It was her.

It was the girl in his dreams. He bent down to whisper something before Eliza turned to look at the two people that were staring at them. “It is them.” She whispers while Eliza’s eyes filled with tears. Alex didn’t know who Y/N and Alex was but Eliza knew. How could she forget her own sister?

Eliza ran the best she could before Y/N could. “Y/N!” Eliza screeched as she wrapped her arms around her sister. The feeling of having her sister’s arms around her body made her feel happy. Felt secure.

“Oh God,” Y/N whimpered as tears went and fell from her eyes. “Eliza!” She whispered as they hugged and held onto each other for dear life.

“I missed you..” Y/N whispered, “I missed you!” Eliza repeated.

June 25th, 2017

1:45pm

Alex sat with Eliza in the bedroom Lin and Y/N shared. Y/N was going through the closet to try and find something modern to wear. “How about this?” Y/N pulled out a pair of shorts from a bucket and a shirt with the words ‘Got Hamilton?’ on it.

“What does ‘Got Hamiltonian?’ mean?” Eliza asked when Alex nudged her. Y/N’s mouth opened and closed as she looked for answers. “Okay, not this shirt.” Y/N turned back and grabbed a black t-shirt that only had a gold pocket on it.

“Daddy always taught us to wear dresses,” Eliza mentioned, “Why don’t you wear dresses anymore?” She asked. Y/N looked at her. “We don’t have to wear them as much anymore. We normally wear them to formal events.” Y/N explained to her older sister. Eliza nodded. “Can I wear a dress?” She asked, Y/N nodded and turned to the closet again. She looked at the casual dresses, Y/N pulled a blue dress with little white sunflowers on it. Showing it to Eliza, she smiled and nodded. Y/N sat it aside and grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from the closet, handing them to Alexander.

Y/N lead Eliza to the bathroom before helping her into the dress. She sat her down once the dress was fitted on Eliza’s body. She took some foundation, matching the colors before dabbing the damp beauty blender onto Eliza’s face.

She was surprised. Right. They didn’t do this then.

“What is this?” Eliza asked when Y/N began blending eyeshadow onto her eyelid. “Eyeshadow.” Y/N told her. She hummed and allowed Y/N to do her work.

Soon they were done and Eliza put her hair up into a bun before walking out to meet Alex.

“You look beautiful.” He complimented her, a wide smile on her face.

You weren’t saying that when you fucked Maria…

Is all that went through Y/N’s head. Y/N grabbed the outfit she had shown to Eliza earlier before going back to the bathroom. She undressed and pulled the shorts up her legs and black shirt down her body before tucking it in. She brushed her hair out and applied makeup before walking out. Her sister and Alex were not in the bedroom anymore, instead, they were in the living room, questioning Lin.

“Okay, so what does this do?” Alex asked and nodded at the television.

“It plays pictures,” Lin answered.

“And this?”

“Talk to people.”

“And those things on wheels?”

“To go places.”

“But you don’t have horses.” Eliza piped in.

“I don’t know, America’s weird.” Lin shrugged and sipped on the water that was in his cup as he held Ellie.

“Hey,” Lin smiled when he saw Y/N, he walked towards her and kissed her lips. It was soft and didn’t last long. Ellie pulled away from Lin and swung her arms around Y/N’s neck. Y/N smiled and took her from Lin before she spoke. “Are you guys ready to go?” Y/N asked, Eliza looked at her. “To?” Eliza asked. “To eat and we’re taking little Ellie here to the park.” Y/N’s finger squeezed Ellie’s cheeks as a giggle came from the one-year-old. The two people shrugged. “I guess.” Alex murmured and got up, helping Eliza.

June 25th, 2017

4:23pm

“The food has changed,” Eliza spoke when she and Y/N sat down. Alex was in the bathroom and Lin was playing with Ellie. “You’ve changed.” Eliza whispered, “What?” Y/N asked with a laugh. “I just,” Eliza sighed and looked at her sister, “I don’t know. You seem different.” Y/N shrugged at this. She had changed. Of course, she had, why wouldn’t she?

“I did have a kid…” Y/N trailed before picking up her words. “And I did leave my family.” Eliza nodded. “Yeah.” She whispered before getting up to greet Alex.

June 28th, 2017

11:50pm

“Y/N?” Lin whispered as Y/N turned towards him in the bed. Ellie was on his chest as his book laid on her back. “You know they’ll be taken back, right?” He asked, a soft sigh leaving Y/N’s lips.

She did know, she just didn’t want to accept it.

“Yeah.” Y/N replied as she looked at her husband and child. She didn’t want to watch her sister get torn away from her, but Eliza nor Alexander was made for this world. They were made for the past.

“Are you okay with that?” Lin asked as she moved closer to him, wrapping her arm around him, her fingers interlocking with his as she shrugged. “I don’t know.” Y/N admitted. Lin gave a half smile.

“I’m sorry,” He apologized, she stared up at him before responding with a question.

“Why?”

“I brought you here, if I didn’t you wouldn’t be getting Eliza taken from you… Again.” He explained. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip.

“It’s okay… I got you and Ellie.” She responded and laid her head on his arm before closing her eyes again.

“I love you,” She whispered before Lin repeated it.

June 29th, 2017

7:17pm

Her finger tapped against the wooden table. She was trying to think of the right words and to do that she had to find herself from years ago. Find herself before Lin or Alex or Ellie or this.

“Y/N?” Lin asked as he opened the door slightly. They had lied to Alex and Eliza about Y/N being sick so she could write one last thing for Eliza.

“Yeah?” Y/N asked and looked up at Lin, the tiredness in her eyes becoming more and more evident.

“I’m going to go out and get you a sandwich, okay?” Lin asked as she nodded. She could see Ellie behind Lin. She wanted to see her mother and did she miss the feeling of her mother’s warmth when she hugged or the way Y/N’s soft lips pressed against Ellie’s forehead before telling a bedtime story. She hadn’t seen her mother as much as usual and it hurt. It did. Lin understood though. She was trying to make something worth remembering. Something that could remind Eliza of her when she’s gone.

“Ellie want’s to see you,” Lin whispered, “Eliza and Alex are asleep.” She nodded and put out her hands, gesturing for Ellie to come in. She did.

Ellie welcomed herself onto her mother’s lap.

Y/N turned back to the desk and gave the one-year-old a piece of paper and some crayons.

Y/N watched as her child colored and babbled, that’s when she began to write.

June 29th, 2017

11:22pm

“Love,” Lin yawned when he woke to the desk light and an empty bed.

Well… Not empty. Ellie was laying on Y/N’s side.

“Y/N,” he had sympathy lacing in his voice, “Yeah?” She whispered as he got from the bed. “What are you doing still up it’s almost-” He was cut off by a yawn as he looked at the clock that was mounted on the wall. “Eleven thirty.” Y/N nodded.

“Come to bed.” He whispered and kissed her forehead.

“I’ll be there in a second.” She muttered.

“Why are you writing like you’re running out of time?” He asked and she closed her eyes when his fingers pushed through her hair. “Because I am.” She responded. Lin nodded as she wrote down a few more words before looking back at Lin.

“Can I read it?” He asked and she shook her head. “Tomorrow, yeah?” He nodded and helped her up before going to the bed. She laid on top of him and cuddled into his chest.

“We’re going to be okay, right?” Y/N whispered and Lin nodded.

“Yeah.”

“I love you.” Lin whispered when a silence rolled up to them.

“I love you.”

June 30th, 2017

2:00pm

My dear sister Elizabeth,

I won’t ever see you again, at least in person. I have the memories and old pictures of us, but I will never be able to touch your face and wipe away your tears. This hurts me, but I know it is for the good of the world. You being here… I do not think that would work out. You had always had an open mind and heart but you always went with what you learned which is amazing, but not well for this world.

This is a world where you fight for your own. We, as women, do not have a role. We are who we are. We have jobs. We have children. We have husbands or wives or none and that’s okay. It is not like it was back then.

I hope you are happy and I know you will be. You are always happy. You deserve to be happy.

I have Lin and Ellie. I love them. I love Lin with all my heart, he is the reason I want to live, even if I do not have you. The same is for Ellie. She is Ellie Elizabeth Miranda. She is named from you, my dear sister. She is the light on my darkest days, as well as Lin. They help me. They are my family now.

You will always be my family but, you will be gone and I hope this helps you remember me.

Now, it’s very late and my child and husband are asleep, and I’m very tired. Thank you for seeing me one last time.

Your sister,

Y/N Schuyler Miranda

Lin let out a breath before slipping it under the door to the room Eliza and Alex were sharing. This was Y/N’s goodbye. This was the end of her Schuyler story.

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goshhh i love this!!

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Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers

this is a nice thing that’s going around.

- i like my sense of humor

- i like that i’m usually a positive person

- i like my hair

- i like that i’m hardworking

- i like my ability to go with the flow

also, thanks for considering me one of your favorite followers, whoever you are 

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Sonnet Eighteen

Pairing: Lin x Reader SMUT Warnings: papi kink, masturbation, sexting, public sex, verbal humiliation, sulling shakspeare’s good name  Word count: 3058 A/N: @aaronburrisadouchebag requested this before I went off to Italy, so I wrote it on the plane and when I wasn’t sightseeing. It was too hot not to share. Enjoy!

“Lin, all I’m saying is that American Literature is clearly better.” You said, rolling your eyes at him.

“[Y/N],” he started, setting his coffee on the break room coffee table. “I respect you as a colleague, a friend, and more, but come on, we’ve both gone to school for this. You know that without the foundation of English Literature, American Lit would have never been as influential as it is now.” He smiled at you, engaging in your on-going debate.

The two of you had been hired same high school in the same year as english teachers. He taught English Literature, proudly flaunting his Shakespeare, Dickens, and Brontë, incessantly comparing their works to American authors, leading the two of you into heated discussions. These interactions quickly grew into flirty exchanges, growing into some odd sort of work relationship between the two of you. “Lin, just because yours is the original, doesn’t mean it’s superior.” You retorted, relaxing into the couch as a few stray teachers left the break room.

“Shakespeare has been around for hundreds of years. What do you have there in your bag?” He motioned to the book bag next to you, he hand now resting on your knee.

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holy shit i'm in love

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Hello, Stranger - Part 2

Lin x Reader

Word Count- 1,941

Warnings- Swearing and angst again.

A/N- So, as you’ve probably noticed by now, I like the idea of the park being the common location themed throughout out this fic. It was a challenge to have each section taking place in the same location, but I think it’s adds something different, meaning the reader can fill in the gaps with their own narrative. Laso, you can all blame my recent love of angst on @plamspringsdancingontables ! So, I hope you like it! 

Part One/Part Two

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ugh my heart

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Heated Forgiveness

Alexander Hamilton x Reader

My first time writing about Alexander. Though, it’s pretty much Lin with a different name, oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Summary: A year and a half after the Reynolds Pamphlet you find yourself missing your husband despite your better judgement, this is what happens.  (Can you tell I SUCK at summaries?)

Warnings: Language, and sex. Whoops. This also isn’t proofread, so careful I guess.

It was coming up on a year and a half. A year since your sister stormed into your house claiming she was going to kill your husband for what he had done. 

“Y/N where is he? I’m going to wring his neck.”

“Woah! What’s wrong? I know Alex is a handful but he couldn’t have done something to warrant you committing murder.” Your sister looked at you in confusion, which soon morphed into an almost piteous look.

“Oh my God, Y/N. You haven’t seen it then?”

“What? What haven’t I seen?”

The rest of that day was filled with a lot of tears. Your sister allowed you to read the now infamous ‘Reynolds Pamphlet’ in which your husband described to the general public his lengthly affair with a woman named Maria Reynolds. She left shortly before Alexander returned home, and apology already on his tongue. He pled for your understanding, he loved you, he made a mistake but he needed to tell his side of the story, they believed him to be embezzling. 

“I’m sorry I had to tell everyone but what could I do? My career is on the line.” 

You shut him out after that, your public humiliation was okay to him as long as his political career could remain intact. His apologizes didn’t even reach the fact that he had an affair until a few months later.

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Little Bit in Love

A lil fic about a tearful, cheesy airport reunion because I am a sucker for those. c: — Shifting your feet, you resisted the urge to check your watch again. You’d been waiting for maybe ten minutes, but it felt so much longer. Maybe it was because there were families reuniting all around you, children hugging their parents and couples laughing tearfully as they embraced. You watched a girl fling herself into a guy’s arms and giggle as he spun her around. You wondered if you would act like that if you had a boyfriend picking you up from the airport. The business trip had been a long one, exhausting even. It had been fun getting away for a while and seeing new places, but in all honesty, you were much happier to be home. Home was where your family was and where Lin was. He had promised to pick you up from the airport when your plane landed, as he insisted that “the best friend had to be the first person you saw when you got home.” You decided that you didn’t mind. He was your closest friend, after all, and had been for a while. Not to mention the fact that you might’ve been a little bit in love with him. “Shut up,” you muttered to yourself, fiddling with the hem of your black Hamilton hoodie. Unreturned feelings were only going to get you hurt in the end and you’d been trying to forget them for some time now. You realized how bad of a job you were doing at that when you finally spotted him. A happy gasp escaped you and you tightened your grip on the handle of your suitcase. Lin hadn’t seen you yet, but you could see him, weaving between people with hands stuck in his jeans pockets. Your heart fluttered. He looked better than you’d remembered, dark hair charmingly tousled and wearing a navy shirt. He had the sleeves pushed up (he always did that, you remembered fondly) and it had a couple buttons at the neckline that he hadn’t bothered to button. “Wow,” you breathed to yourself. A blush was already starting to creep up your neck and you scolded yourself to reacting to him so much. He hadn’t even come over yet, for God’s sake! A soft chuckle from next to you brought your attention away from him for a moment; an old woman was waiting patiently for her family beside you and she smiled up at you with gentle blue eyes. Pointing in the direction of Lin, she asked, “is that your boyfriend, dear?” Your blush deepened, but you smiled. People did that all the time when they saw you two together and you HAD just been gawking at him, after all. Honestly, you kinda expected the mistake by now. “Oh, um, he’s actually just—LIN!” You interrupted your own sentence with a gleeful shout, as you glanced up and saw that he’d found you. A brilliant smile spread across his face and he picked up the pace, almost jogging to meet you. The old lady beside you laughed when you immediately broke into a run. You were aware that you probably looked a little insane right now, but who cared? You were home, Lin was home, and it had been so damn long. Your suitcase thudded to the ground when you were within a foot of him and you threw yourself into his arms without a second thought. He caught you, arms secure around your waist and you looped your legs loosely around his hips to keep yourself upright. “(Y/N), (Y/N)…” He mumbled it into your hair, staggering back a step. You giggled like a schoolgirl just from being near him again and tears pricked your eyes. Oh god, you had really missed him. “Hi,” you managed in a small voice. Adjusting your arms around his neck, you rubbed your sleeve over your eyes. “I’m back.” He gave a rueful laugh, the sound vibrating in his chest and making you grin like a fool. “God, I missed you,” he murmured breathlessly. “No vuelvas a salir de nuevo.” The emotion in his voice made you hold him tighter. One of your hands wandered up into his hair, threading it between your fingers, and aching to be as close to him as possible. His arms tightened around you and he buried his face in the crook of your neck. The warmth of his breath on your skin made you shiver. Suddenly, pushing your feelings aside seemed much more difficult than it had before he’d gotten here. “Lin?” you asked, snickering when his response was to slide a hand protectively up your back, like he didn’t want to let you go. “I’m gonna get down now, okay? My legs are starting to go numb.” “Sorry,” he chuckled ruefully. He let you go and you slipped back down to the ground. His hands retreated, but only to your arms. You’d thought being held by him was bad for your heart rate, but now you were faced by his gentle brown eyes. He looked at you like you were everything in this moment and you scolded yourself for thinking such things. It wasn’t healthy, not when he probably didn’t feel the same. “Hey, by the way,” you began, pointing over your shoulder, “you see that old lady back there?” Lips curling up at your joking tone, he peered behind you. “Yeah?” “She thought we were dating.” “Oh my god.” “Right?” “This has to be the twentieth time that’s happened.” “I know!” You grinned up at him, brimming with happiness from being able to share those inside jokes with him again. His smile softened and he ran his hands fondly up and down your arms. “You wanna prove her right?” he asked, quiet. You blinked, sure that you had heard him wrong. He didn’t mean….did he? “What?” “Do you wanna prove her right?” he repeated. Oh my god, he was serious. You dropped your eyes to the floor, unable to think when he looked at you like that. “Are you…are you sure?” you asked, twisting your hands in the hem of your hoodie. You’d never thought Lin would notice you like this, but if he had… “Yes,” he answered you softly, his hand skimming up your arm to touch a strand of your hair. His expression was affectionate, lovestruck even, when he looked at you and it had your heart pounding. His fingertips were touching your jaw now, thumb brushing your cheek, and his gaze flicked down to your mouth. You swallowed nervously and when he leaned in toward you, your hands flew up to his chest to stop him. “Wait, Lin,” you stammered. “I just… If this is some kind of joke—” “(Y/N),” he interrupted, and you blinked up at him. He stroked his thumb over your cheek and it instantly relaxed you. You found yourself leaning into his touch with a sigh, his fingers soft where they cradled your jaw. “(Y/N), please just kiss me now,” he whispered. “I’ve been waiting for so long.” You grinned giddily, unable to form words. Nodding once, you stretched up on tiptoe to meet him halfway.

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hamil-lins

this so SO CUTE!!!!!

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