Nichts ist schöner als zu wissen, dass du Zuhause auf mich wartest, wenn ich von der Arbeit komme. Am Abend mit dir auf dem Sofa zu liegen, zu kuscheln und unsere Lieblingsserie zu schauen. Im Bett Arm in Arm einzuschlafen, deinen Herzschlag zu hören, deinen Geruch zu riechen und am Morgen als erstes dein verschlafenes Gesicht zu sehen.
—  Eines Tages…

There are times when I hope like hell our favourite abolitionist, John Laurens, can’t see all the hate, homophobia, and racism from the Heavens, he deserves better than that.

alexander hamilton general headcanons:
  • he never takes any sugar or any creamer in his coffee
  • he never drinks tea and insists it’s for the weak minded
    • he’s gotten in many debates with practically everyone over this 
    • it’s one of the things that him and jefferson fight over frequently
      • ‘hamilton you can’t be serious- tea is amazing?’  'you must be out of your GODDAMNED MIND’
  • the longest he’s gone without sleep is two weeks 
    • all of his friends try and get him to have a normal sleep schedule but he isn’t having it
  • the man has a horrible addiction to caffeine but even after he drinks coffee, he still looks exhausted
  • he loves sleep more than anything but he denies himself the pleasure of it
  • he can actually play piano really well but no one else knows
    • he taught himself how to play it 
  • he is actually a really big fan of reading fiction although he has never attempted to write it yes he has
    • he loves reading non fiction more though
  • he sometimes doodles a bit
    • and by a bit i mean that he has filled up at least two notebooks with just drawings
      • he’ll never admit he likes drawing but lafayette saw him drawing once
  • he almost never eats at all
    • his friends always have to remind him to eat
  • he loves rap music
Local Witch Moms Fight Over Whose Kid Is Better
  • Ursula: Akko is the best daughter!
  • Croix: Ha! As if. *crosses arms* Constanze is obviously superior
  • Ursula: Akko has determination and spirit!
  • Croix: Constanze is a brilliant scientist~
  • Finneran: *clears throat* Please, Ladies. All this bickering is childish.
  • Croix: Yes, you're r-- *pause*
  • Ursula: . . . *sweatdrop* Uh... Professor Finneran?
  • Finneran: What is it? *moves aside to reveal big glowing sign*

anonymous asked:

this might be an odd question, but did lafayette do anything particularly problematic?

Yes. Yes, he did.

  • As a teen, Lafayette was part of  the Society of the Wooden Sword, a group of young nobility that basically ran around undermining the authority of the older generation of nobles. They did all sorts of off-the-wall things…for instance, feathers were thought to be too ostentatious by the older people at court, so the Society immediately started wearing them in their hats. Marie Antoinette loved them and their acts of infantile defiance. At one point, these boys decided to stop a group of these older nobles and held a mock trial for them, refusing to let them go until the trial was complete. Lafayette acted as prosecuting attorney during the ‘proceedings’…so, he basically just spent a few hours poking fun at them while pretending to be a lawyer. The nobles were so angry by their treatment that they petitioned the king to have the whole of the Society banned from court. The king laughed it off.
  • Lafayette’s rose-colored glasses make it nearly impossible for us to know what he thought when–unless serious research is done. By rose-colored glasses, I mean that Lafayette was the sort of man that saw everything in the best light. He was an idealist who romanticized almost everything around him…including himself. When he came to America, it wasn’t truly with patriotic intent. What was really going on was that his family had raised him with an understanding that he was from a line of soldiers, all of which died gloriously or at the very least, lived gloriously. After his immediate family passed away, he adopted Adrienne’s parents as his own…and they really didn’t think much of him. It was his attempt to prove himself and make his own life worthy of his namesake. I’ll talk more about all of this in a separate post later, but in short, Lafayette didn’t become enamored with American freedom until late in the war. The problem is that by the time he sat down to write his memoirs, he was 60…and had spent most of his life fighting for equality, human rights, and the ideologies he had picked up in America. One thing Lafayette really didn’t possess was a lying spirit. What ended up happening was that because he spent so much time committed to American thought and notions of liberty, he forgot that he hadn’t always been like that. It’s up to researchers and inquisitive minds to piece together what actually happened and if you read his early letters, his chief concern was the hope that going to America would make his in-laws think him worth something…that he would go and fight in a strange new land and possibly die and in that way, he would attain the glory he was seeking. He wasn’t like the other French officers that went with him. He showed humility, he offered to take lessor positions so long as he could stay in American service…he proved time and again that his character remained true. He simply didn’t realize what America meant to him until much later than even he thought.
  • Lafayette thought that Charles Lee was fugly. Before the notorious Battle of Monmouth, Lafayette finally got the chance to meet Lee face to face. He described the soon to be shamed general as ugly and said that the man’s nose was unbelievable. He later commented that he knew something had been fishy with Lee all along…but he’d written letters earlier saying that Lee was a jolly enough man. It’s just another instance of rose-colored glasses. The boy saw what he wanted to see, silly thing.
  • Lafayette got suckered, tried to get his American buds to try animal magnetism. So, back in the 1780′s, a quack named Franz Anton Mesmer came up with supposed cure-all. He proposed that a certain invisible fluid was contained in the human body and that if it could be manipulated, bodily complaints would just magically go away. Lafayette, who had become a member of a couple intellectual societies in American long-distance, wanted to present his US friends with a notable contribution. He decided to try this treatment personally. Basically, it consisted of people sitting in or around a giant tub that had ropes, rods, and chains attached to it. The device would be ‘activated’…whatever that means, and magnetism would cause a sensation through people’s bodies. Some people reacted so violently that they had to be carried to what this guy called a ‘crisis room’ where they basically lay on beds until they stopped convulsing. Lafayette was so stunned by all of it that he was sure it had to work. He wrote to America and shortly afterwards, visited the US where he tried to convince people the method worked. Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson, along with a few others, told him to give it up and warned him that he was being taken in by a scam. For whatever reason, he was so convinced that it worked that he never renounced it.