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I was tagged by the lovely @u-snavi to do this. SO to commemorate an amazing year of fics for the Hamilton fandom, here are my top ten favorites that I wrote last year! 

Another Set of Eyes (Lafayette x reader) 

Language Barriers (Laurens x reader)

Boyfriend Cotton (Laurens x Hamilton)

Was That Love At First Sight Or Should I Walk By Again (platonic Angelica x Jefferson)

Meet the Schuylers (Peggy x reader)

You’ve Got My Heart On A String (Burr x reader)

Smile (Laurens x reader)

Broken Boy (Laurens x reader)

Spirit Week (Jefferson x reader)

Cake and Happiness (Washington x reader)

I’m tagging literally anyone who wants to do this because I want to see your favs from the year I love you all to pieces and I hope you have an amazing 2017!!!

sguymon21:

livixdunne:

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?
03: Do you regret anything?
04: Are you insecure?
05: What is your relationship status?
06: How do you want to die?
07: What did you last eat?
08: Played any sports?
09: Do you bite your nails?
10: When was your last physical fight?
11: Do you like someone?
12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?
13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?
14: Do you miss someone?
15: Have any pets?
16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?
17: Ever made out in the bathroom?
18: Are you scared of spiders?
19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?
21: What are your plans for this weekend?
22: Do you want to have kids? How many?
23: Do you have piercings? How many?
24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?
25: Do you miss anyone from your past?
26: What are you craving right now?
27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?
28: Have you ever been cheated on?
29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?
30: What’s irritating you right now?
31: Does somebody love you?
32: What is your favourite color?
33: Do you have trust issues?
34: Who/what was your last dream about?
35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?
36: Do you give out second chances too easily?
37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?
38: Is this year the best year of your life?
39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?
51: Favourite food?
52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?
54: Is cheating ever okay?
55: Are you mean?
56: How many people have you fist fought?
57: Do you believe in true love?
58: Favourite weather?
59: Do you like the snow?
60: Do you wanna get married?
61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?
62: What makes you happy?
63: Would you change your name?
64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?
65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?
67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?
68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?
69: Do you believe in soulmates?
70: Is there anyone you would die for?

send me in some asks while I die of boredom at work please

I am begging you pls send in

broadway musicals with new york city aesthetic

ANNIE: walking down fifth avenue, candy shops, rockefeller center, fifth avenue diamonds, window shopping, old-fashioned radioes, pennies, brass doorknobs, new york pizza, the chrysler building, greenwich village, soho, lots and lots of money, the city at one a.m., times square, taxi cabs, jazz music, broadway musicals, the curiousity you feel as you explore the city, getting lost, the glow of the city at night, staring up at the skyscrapers in awe as you walk past, wanting to be apart of new york, the rides in coney island, adrenaline, a young girl’s laughter, mary jane shoes, cute dolls, giggles, the state of pure happiness.

NEWSIES: manhattan at dawn before rush hour, old-fashioned cigars, freshly-printed papers, broadway streets, riding a bike or strolling through central park, paintings sold on the sidewalk, street performers, ordering chinese food when you’re too lazy to cook, the brooklyn bridge, dirty laundry, worn-out leather shoes, the manhattan skyline, wall street, grand central station, the loud noises of the city like cars or the chatter of people, folding your pizza, walking around with friends, getting annoyed with tourists who walk too slow, rain, traffic, the queensboro bridge, the essence of a handsome teenage boy, hearts racing in excitement, cheering for the sake of cheering, brooklyn rainbow bagels, always throwing yourself into the crowd, the st. patricks cathedral, the new york times.

HAMILTON: marble floors, black coffee, the subway at rush hour in the morning, scattered papers, ink stains on shirts, the tulips in bryant park, cold wind attacking your face in spring, the new york public library (which was funded by the real alexander hamilton), the battery park, a small argument that turns into a shouting match, passersby stopping what they’re doing to stare which is a rare thing new yorkers do, shakespeare plays, the statue of liberty and ellis island, the border between the north shore and south shore, bronze statues, the manhattan bridge, chrysler street, nyu students, postcards, stamps, long written letters, those broadway performers who never get lead roles but you can’t help but notice them in the ensemble.

RENT: walking the streets with no money on you, lovers on a date in central park, a busy street with people walking briskly, graffiti on the subway, the underprivileged new yorkers you don’t notice who’re trying to get by, the silver surfer, getting your paycheck and feeling satisfied, withering flowers, little shoebox apartments, the view from the rainbow room and realising that you’re living an small life in a big city with so many opportunities, cursing out the new york building, walking home after a long day, laughing so hard your sides hurt, a movie night at home with your best friends, nightclubs, indie bands, small rock concert venues, the feeling of freedom, bagels, judging people by their shoes, walking fast, metrocards, small restaurants and cafés, the crazy lights and colors of times square that keep changing.

IN THE HEIGHTS (update): bodega shops, the george washington bridge, people speaking their native language, totally different people with totally different lives riding the same subway car, looking at those fancy rich people and wishing you had that life, a sunset view of the manhattan skyline, the sound of cars honking at each other, the smoke that rises from underground kitchens, the summer heat, central park when it’s sunny, going to manhattan, people! of! color! working! hard! as! hell! (because let’s be honest, they have it rough), living in the unpopular areas of nyc, going to the rich areas even though you aren’t rich, mexican food, local bakeries, (immigrants - we get the job done!), distant shouting, the smell of food in the air, originality, preserverance, street smarts, switching between languages, loving your family, growing up alongside your friends, looking out for your neighbours, being crammed into a small world, washington heights.

Hey y'all! So im gonna start taking requests! I’m going to start doing requests only for Teen Wolf(Warning: I’m only in season 3) and Hamilton. Cause since im just starting I thought these would be the easiest to start with. I wont be doing personalized fan-fic (With your name, appearance, ect.) but, I can do anything other than that. I’ll leave the topics I’m uncomfortable with in the tags with a / by it. So start sending your fan-fiction requests y'all!

Pairing: Peggy Schuyler x Reader

Characters: Peggy Schuyler

Warnings: N/A

Request: Wattpad- All I ask is that the reader is a girl.

Word Count: 414

Author: Charlotte

Peggy sipped at her tea as you told her of the events of yesterday. The life of a woman in New York was generally uneventful, expected to be there as a polite well-mannered inferior to either her father or husband. You had luckily escaped marriage this long, barely being legal, and your parents wishing to let you have a year to find true love. You had found your true love, but you couldn’t tell your parents that as you were in love with your close friend Peggy.

The two of you would be happy together, spending most of your time together, being far more intimate that two women were allowed to be. Your year of searching for a husband had come to an end and your parents intervened, unbeknownst to them, forcing the beginning of the end of your relationship with her.

“What was he like?” Peggy asked, practically wincing at the thought of the question.

“Vile,” you stated. “Absolutely vile. He is only interested in my Father’s wallet, he barely even remembered my name.”

She let out a tut. Many of the men who were at the age to wed, cared mainly for the money they would receive through their marriage, their wife to be only being an asset to their new monetary gain.

“And you are to wed him?” She questioned.

“In the spring. My mother wishes for us to befriend each other before we are to be wed. I doubt I shall stand him more on our wedding day than I did on our first meeting.”

Peggy held a solemn express. “My apologies Y/N. You deserve so much better.”

You couldn’t help but smile at her. No matter if you were legally bound to another, your heart would always belong to Peggy. If the law didn’t interfere with that then the two of you would have been betrothed a long whilst ago.

“Oh, I do wish that I could be wed to you. Life would be far happier and joyous if I were allowed to show my love for you.”

She held you hand in hers, raising your knuckles to her lips.

“One day my love, hopefully we shall get our day in the sun so we can be happy,” she smiled.

“What it is to wish for a brighter day,” you sighed.

If only the law didn’t get in the way, but soon enough you’d lose your time with Peggy, forced to marry a man whom you cared not for.

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