anna x john

hey remember when Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy were siblings

and Elizabeth was married to John Watson

and Bill Weasley asked Darcy for advice

on proposing to Heather Lee, who was Mr. Darcy’s sister-in-law

but she said no because she was expecting a proposal from Quicksilver

but Quicksilver left her for Elizabeth Bennet

and she was all leave, wait no come back

and Watson was all this is improper

and then Elizabeth almost died giving birth to Quicksilver’s baby

so she made Watson and Quicksilver be all chummy

but she didn’t die and she left to be with Quicksilver

and Bill Weasley was all ok now will you marry me

and Heather Lee was like heck yea

and they had a baby

but no one liked Elizabeth anymore

and Quicksilver started dating Enchantress

because Enchantress was a rich princess

so Elizabeth threw herself under a moving train and died?

because I do

inspired by a post by @my-tardis-sense-is-tingling (I’m not technologically capable of linking it, but you know what post I mean)

Pool Problems [Hamilsquad x Reader]

[A/N] I’m back with weird titles again!! A few days ago anon requested a platonic squad x reader and I hope this will be good 😄 I don’t write poly. requests are still OPEN so feel free to ask for headcanons/imagines. Enjoy ✨

Summary: reader wears a bikini to a pool party with the squad and all eyes are on her.

Warnings: language (as usual), Laurens being cute af.


After persuading her for good half an hour, Maria finally said yes to going with you. Alexander was throwing a pool party for no reason and the whole squad was invited, including you and Maria, who was just becoming closer with you all, but she was still a little nervous and more quiet than the rest of the gang.

Keep reading


I thought Anna might have come down for her dinner


Side effects of stress and friends [Hercules Mulligan x Reader]

the title is lame, i wrote this in the middle of the night…again. and then I wonder why I can’t wake up in the morning & have a ton of spelling mistakes😂 this was requested by me because my ask box is so e m p t y so pretty please send me requests 💌 you can request an imagine with prompts from the list or headcanons!!

Summary: prompts 41 [Have you lost your fucking mind?] And 45 [I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay]. Fluff - what a surprise!

Warnings: again a swear word or two, drunk ham,laurens and laf. and cuddly herc 💕


Before some important exams you and your group of friends decided it would be the best to take a little break. After days of arguing, most of you agreed on a small, old town near the college, but it was far enough you needed to sleep in a hotel during your little trip. The agreement seemed simple enough and of course something else needed to go wrong - when you booked the hotel you were supposed to be split in the rooms for two, but when you arrived to the hotel the staff has informed you there has been a mistake, and the rooms were actually with three and four beds.

Originally, you were supposed to be in the room with your boyfriend Hercules, but the little room mishap had you moving to the room with Eliza and Peggy. Angelica was supposed to be there as well, but she got sick that morning and decided staying home was probably the best decision.

So there you were, chatting with Peggy and Eliza before sleeping. The guys were still at the bar, the three of you having left a little earlier. Hercules insisted on walking you to your room, because “It’s the middle of the night, we’ve never been here before and the neigborhood is a little sketchy so you never know what might happen!”. You thought, after he made sure you were safely in your room, that he had gone back to the bar with the rest of the gang, but when you received a text about a half an hour later it was obvious he wasn’t with them.

💬could you come over, maybe? it’s just me in the room.

You grinned to yourself but decided you were too tired and maybe slightly tipsy to do anything.

💬herc, i’m so sleeeepy. can it wait?

💬 please , i just need to see you. one minute.

💬sure thing ❤

You put on a pair of shorts and took the key, sneaking out as quietly as you could not to wake up the sisters. The two were already asleep and you could hear Peggy quietly snoring, which made you smile.

You climbed up a flight of stairs, since Hercules’ room was above yours, and knocked softly before entering.

“Babe,” your boyfriend called out quietly, “you’re here?”

“Yes, it’s me.” You confirmed, before finding your way to his bed in the dimly lit room. It surprised you to see him almost asleep with the rest of his roommates still out, so it definitely indicated something was wrong.

“Sweetheart,” you cooed, cupping his cheek with one hand, “what’s the matter? Why aren’t you with the boys?” You positioned yourself carefully on the bed - it was a bit small for both of you, but you managed.

Hercules sighed, looking down. “I’m just so stressed. I’ve been working on that final project for weeks but… what if it’s awful?” He asked, but you knew him better than that. You cuddled closer to him and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Herc, why did you text me to come here? There’s still a week before exams and I doubt we’re gonna work on anything now.” You chuckled softly, “it’s three in the morning.”

“Fine,” he breathed out, “I had a nightmare about you and just wanted to make sure you’re okay.“ The boy confessed, looking everywhere except at you. “I probably should have done it, gosh, I can deal with dreams by myself.” He muttered, feeling a little embarrassed for actually doing what he did earlier.

“Oh, come here you big, cuddly child!” You giggled and switched positions so now his head was in the crook of your neck and your arms were around his shoulders and back.

“You shouldn’t feel awkward about it, everyone has bad dreams! In fact, I think that’s completely normal at this point, we’re all pretty stressed out.” Hercules looked up at you with those deep brown eyes making you melt even more into the embrace, if that was even possible.“Nothing bad’s gonna happen to me as long as I have you, right? So don’t worry, I’m here and I’m staying. Okay?”

Hercules nodded drowsily and leaned up slightly to kiss you, and just as your lips were about to meet, the bedroom door burst open. You were met with very loud and very drunk Laurens, Alexander and Lafayette who were singing something incomprehensible at the top of their lungs.

“Have you lost your fucking minds?! It’s three a.m. and other people are asleep!” You whisper-yelled at the trio, doubting they have even heard you over their own voices.

“[Y/N], what are you doing here?” Laf gasped, “are we in the wrong room?”

John burst into laughter and the other two just looked at him, not being able to think straight and understand what he was laughing at.

“Laur– oooh, I seeee” Alexander exclaimed after a few seconds, “Herc, man, you left us so you could have some fun with your lover, he he!” He continued to laugh for a reason unknown to you.

“Why am I even friends with you?” Hercules muttered, having sat up when the gang barged in.

Apparently John found his question very upsetting and straight up burst into tears.

“Hey guys,” you started, an idea forming in your mind. You have seen Jefferson and Madison making way to their room with bottles of something and a few people you didn’t know, “I’ve heard Thomas down there is throwing the best after party. Why don’t you go check it out? We’ll join you in a few!” You ushered them out of the room after they have enthusiastically (even Hamilton) accepted your suggestion.

“That is a great idea mon ami!” Laf grabbed your shoulders in excitement, and you pushed him away just slightly. “You should come there later. Adíos - wait, what language am I speaking!?”

You shut the door behind them with a sigh of relief, and found Hercules still sitting on the bed but this time laughing out loud at his friends’ antics. You slid back under the covers and your boyfriend followed you as well, settling into your cuddling position.

“They are so going to regret this in the morning. I don’t even know how we’re going to bear with them.”

In response Herc just snickered and kissed you on the lips lovingly.

“And you know what else - Eliza and Peggy are going to freak out when they see I’m not there when they wake up! I have to-”

Your boyfriend cut you off with another kiss. “How can you talk so much at this ungodly hour?” He whispered sleepily and pulled the covers over both of you.

“Probably a side effect of being friends with Alex.”

There are only two kinds of ships

1. The ones who have never met, never heard or even are on  the same universe

2. And two the ones who have spent entire seasons together. And all they do is staring each other



Banna Appreciation Week 2017

“Thank God.”

“Yes, thank God. And you.”

What friends are for [John Laurens x Reader]

umm… I’m not some extremely talented writer but I was feeling down and this happened? Eh. I apologize that it’s not gonna be the best thing you’ve ever read, but it made me happy! I really need a bestie like John rn. xx

Summary: John trying to comfort you after a bad day… platonic. And fluff!! ❤

“For the third time, I’m not going anywhere. And you’re free to go.” You snapped, losing your patience. You were supposed to go to a new restaurant downtown, which apparently had awesome desserts, but you weren’t feeling well. Unfortunately, your best friend wasn’t having it.

“But pleeeease,” John whined, “just open the door. I’ve come all this way and you won’t even let me in?”

“You live, like, five minutes away from me. Now leave me alone.” You persisted.

“Okay then.” You heard John sigh from the other side of the door. “Leave me out here to starve.” A playful tone was obvious in his voice, and he knew you couldn’t say no to him. >

“Fine, you win. But I warned you, I’m having an awful day and I’m not responsible for anything that happens to you when you enter this apartment.” Failing to sound completely serious and threatening, you chuckled at the end of your statement and eventually unlocked the door.

John hugged you tightly the moment he entered your home and you instantly relaxed a little.

“Let’s have a cup of tea and you’ll tell me what’s bothering you, alright?” He looked at you with a warm smile and you bit your lip looking down, still not in the best mood.

“Sounds okay.”

“You go and make yourself comfortable - no– you go and build us a pillow fort! And I’ll make the tea.” John grinned childishly and poked your nose. Chuckling lightly you let go of him and go to your room to get pillows and blankets. And silently hoping he wouldn’t burn the kitchen. Or himself.

After you were done with the fort and settled cozily between the pillows, John brought you your favorite tea in your favorite mug, and one cup for himself. He really knew you better than anyone.

“Ok, now - spill the tea. I mean, not literally. I almost burned my right hand a minute ago.” He grinned. “What’s up?”

With a deep sigh, you started talking.

“I’ve been having a few worst days in history. Seriously. I-I feel like I can’t do anything right and I will never graduate this stupid college and I’m just wasting my time on nothing.” You groaned in frustration and John wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“On top of that, Maria found some new friends and she’s hanging out with them all the time and suddenly she’s forgotten about me a-and it makes me feel so lonely and left o-”

John cupped your face which made you stop with your little rant. “Hey,” he said softly, “you have me. Whenever you’re feeling lonely or sad or anything, call me!” He exclaimed.

“I don’t wanna be a bother…” you said with a shrug and he just waved it off.

“Pff, a bother? My dear [Y/N] that’s nearly impossible! What are best friends for, if not for lifting you up when you’re feeling down?” With a smile, John pulled you closer to him. “No matter what I’m doing, if you call me I’ll be here. And I know you’d do the same.”

Taking a deep breath you leaned into him, and he rested his chin on top of your head and took a sip of his tea. “You’re seriously awesome. I couldn’t ask for a better friend.”

“I knooow!” John sing-songed and just when he was about to make some kind of a dramatic gesture he spilled the tea from his cup, having forgotten that it was still quite full. Bursting into laughter you moved away from him a bit while he looked annoyed at himself.

“What, you’re just gonna sit there laughing and not help me?” He pouted, gesturing at the spilled liquid on the floor.

“Probably” you giggled, “that’s just what friends do!”


Banna Appreciation Week 2017

“You should have seen her face.”

“It wasn’t very funny for Mrs. Patmore.”

“No, and I’m not laughing but—”

“But, um, you’re laughing.”