I am very excited to share some personal news. I finished my master’s degree in Communication Disorders! (and am now in the process of trying to find a clinical fellowship position.) And Lauren graduated from law school this last weekend and I am very proud of her! @originalmeaningofalternative
Hi everyone. If anyone of you noticed I haven’t been on tumblr lately, it’s due to the fact that I’ve been overly busy with doctors, surgeons, and other medical things.
I need to have open heart surgery this summer.
Surgery is extremely expensive- and thankfully my dad and his insurance is covering most of it. But there’s things I need during surgery that aren’t covered by insurance- food, shelter, I need my room to be moved and renovated so I don’t need to go up stairs.
I can’t really ask my dad for money anymore. I still need to eat, I need to pay my$200 housing deposit this week, I have sorority dues coming up (call them unnecessary but my sorority is my family and keeps me sane) and things of the like. I thought I would be fine, seeing as I can sew and sell things online and on campus.
But my sewing machine broke.
I need, at the very least, $100 to get it repaired. Then I can start making money again. If I could get more to even cover my housing deposit or dues, that would be amazing.
My paypal is: PayPal.me/pastelroyalty
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Please, please donate even a dollar if you can. I don’t know how to keep my head above water.
If you can’t donate, please reblog this. It means the world.
Aesthetic: Humanities majors who fucking write incredible 15 page papers in one night bc they were too busy mourning Von Steuben or rereading Sense and Sensibility or some shit for the other two weeks they had to write it.
“Tu te fous de ma
gueule! (You’re kidding me)” Lafayette said, widening his eyes.
“She’s my best friend, Lafayette. I know her.” You grew
furious, tightening your hands. Laurens looked at your stance, and stood in
front of you blocking your view. You tried looking around him, but he followed
your movements. “Laurens, move. We have to make sure she doesn’t do anything to
“You’re too angry right now. I think we should bring you
back to the camp.” Laurens said, still standing there. You sighed in
frustration, shaking your head. Your best friend was the witch. She’s the one
that sent you here, that cursed your friends, Hamilton. But, why?
This is making less and less sense.
“Laurens, I need to confront her, I need to find out what’s
going on.” You began walking to them, but you felt an arm grab your wrist. You
turned back quickly, glaring. Mulligan held your arm, preventing you from going
further. “Herc, let me go. Now.”
“No, I cannot do that. I cannot let you risk your life.” He
said, looking at his friends. They all nodded, turning to you. “Like you said
before, we have to watch and see. Do not make any more commotion than we
already have.” He tilted his head, making your gaze look around. The men and
women were looking at the four of you, questioning in your eyes. You frowned.
“But Herc, she’s my friend. I need to know.”
“Not now. Let’s go to the table and just watch.” You bit
your lip, but nodded, letting them guide you back. You kept your eyes on her,
watching her talk to Hamilton. He was giving her a polite smile, looking even
more uneasy than before. You tapped your foot on the floor, glaring at her. She
did not even glance at you, enjoying herself. Laurens placed his hand on your
shoulder, smiling at you sadly.
You wanted to go over there and kill her yourself. But the
three men around you would stop you before you could even stand. So you
continued to stare, at least until their gazes turned to your table. Hamilton
was the first to look, raising his eyebrow at your stare. You glanced down at
your empty plate.
“Mon amis, they
are coming here.”
They walked toward us, Hamilton wearing a hesitant look on
his face. Your best friend held her arm in his, her eyes only focused on you.
You were about to get up, but Herc gave you a warning look, making you sit
“Lads, this is Miss Erin Greenwood. She requested that I
showed her my friends.” He glanced over at you once, then looked back at his
“Nice to meet you, Miss Greenwood.” Lafayette said, the
first to stand. She held out her hand, and he froze. Usually, he would not
hesitate to kiss a woman’s hand, but the situation called for a different
tactic. He pretended to not see her outstretched hand at all, bowing to her
once. Laurens and Mulligan greeted her, their calm demeanor confusing you. How
could they just act this way towards the woman who erased their memories?
“And who is she?” She said innocently, looking at you. You
glared at her, causing a nudge from Laurens. You were still sitting down,
refusing to be polite to this woman.
“Ahh, this is Y/N Y/L/N. She is not from around here, but
it seems like she cannot leave.” You frowned at his passive-aggressive
behavior. Again, you had to remind yourself that this was not him.
Erin greeted you, curtsied once. You did nothing, staring at
her. She smirked at your lack of common courtesy. “Hmm, Y/N. You are a very
“That’s what everyone seems to say these days.” You
“Would you like to talk? The men here seem like they have
something to discuss.” You glanced at the four of them, and they all looked at
you. Herc seemed the most worried, shaking his head at the suggestion. You gave
him a sympathetic look, turning back to Erin.
“Sure.” You replied, and walked away with her. You could
hear the four of them arguing as you walked away with Erin. It was quiet for a
little, until you finally spoke up. “Why the hell did you do this? Why would
you bring me back in time? What is going on and why shouldn’t I just punch you
right now?” You hissed, following her to the refreshments table. She offered
you a drink, buy you refused. You did not need more curses in your life.
“Y/N, I only did this because you did the same to me.”
“You keep on saying that, but I have no idea what you’re
talking about.” She laughed, sitting at a table nearby, you sat across from
her, waiting for her to say something, anything. Instead, she just sipped on
her drink. “Come on now, Erin! Say something!”
“You cannot force me to say anything, Y/N. Remember the one
who is in control here.” She said, an edge to her voice. “Besides, Hamilton
seems to have taken a liking to me. It’s entertaining to see him hate the love
of his life.” She giggled, placing her drink to the side.
What was she talking about?
“You see, Y/N, we have gone through this, multiple times.
You and I like Alexander, there’s some sort of love square instead of a
triangle, and he always picks you. Every. Single. Time.” She held on to her
glass tightly, and you noticed cracks appearing.
“You’re not making any sense, what are you even saying?”
She shrugged, looking over at Hamilton. The boys were
talking casually now, glancing at the two of you ever so often. You saw
Mulligan looking at you, concern in his eyes. You smiled, not wanting him to
“I don’t even know anymore. It’s tiresome that I am the
only one who remembers everything. Why can’t you just wake up in another life,
knowing that you are going to meet me soon enough? And that you’re going to
take Alexander from me again.” She sighed, stirring her drink with her finger.
“Are you talking about reincarnation?” You asked, and she
“For fucks sake, Erin, just-“ She stopped stirring, looking
up at you. There was an evil gleam in her eyes, so you decided to rephrase
your words. “Erin, we were best friends. Can you just tell me what’s going on?”
“You see, you and I were
friends in Athens,” you widened your eyes, “Yes, stop staring at me like that,
it is in fact Ancient Greece. Can I continue?” You nodded.
“We were servants, maids of some man who I care not to talk
about now. We grew to be friends, agreeing that we should escape from the job.
It was not easy, you, see, we were to pleasure the man. He had a wife, of
course, but sometimes he wanted to mix it up a little.” You saw the fear in
Erin’s eyes, and you grew sympathetic towards her. “We ran out, one day, and
stumbled across a group of men. I knew you were terrified, since it was my idea
to run away in the first place. They noticed that we were dirty and barely had
on any clothing, so they brought us to their home.”
“Long story short, they were the boys; Lafayette, Mulligan,
Hamilton and Laurens. Although that wasn’t their names back then. I liked
Alexander, and you knew, so you avoided him. He was a flirt, but he seemed to
gravitate towards you, always talking about how amazing Y/N was. It was
frustrating, and I appreciated how you ignored his advances. Mulligan liked
you, though, and you never noticed, taking his flirts as just kindness. It was
really sad seeing him like you and you not like him. Eventually, though, he
asked for you to be his bride. You agreed.”
“Why would I agree to marrying someone I wasn’t in love
“That’s how it was back then, Y/N. You were glad to be with
a man of his stature. Hamilton was furious, but of course he didn’t tell his
“It was horrible. Alexander ignored me the whole time,
and if he did talk, he would ask about you. He crashed the wedding, by the way. Drama and more drama, and by the end, it was the two of you who were
married. It’s funny, how things ended. I wanted to be with him, I deserved to
be with him. I talked to a local priestess and she convinced me to learn magic.
I thought I put on a curse to separate the two of you. I didn’t think this
would happen, I didn’t know we would be stuck in this loop. I was being a
stupid girl, in love with a man who would never love me. I still love him,”
She said, now playing with her fingers, “All of us. The boys, me and you,
we’ll be stuck in this loop forever, until you figure out how to break
You were quiet, absorbing all the information. Alexander
and you, you were supposed to be together, you were meant to be together. You
looked at the table of friends, smiling at the laughing Hamilton. He looked
towards you, and his smile dropped, he looked away. You looked back at Erin.
“Why did you make him hate me? You were never a bad
friend to me. But you made him hate even looking at me. Why did you even send
me here?” You were indeed hurt. She made this whole curse happen, and now,
she made the one person who would make this bearable despise you. She was not
as much of a villain that you made her out to be, but she still made this
Erin sighed. “I did it because I hated just standing
in the background the whole time. You don’t know how it feels to see the one
you love, love someone else. I wanted you to see him hate you, Y/N. I needed to
see you hate him too.”
“You do realize that I don’t love him, right?”
You said, and she laughed, rolling her eyes.
“Right. You don’t, but you will. If you haven’t
already been lying to yourself. I’ve seen this dozens of times, Y/N, trust me.”
She was frustrating. It hurt for Hamilton to hate you without any reason, but you only liked
him. You took another look at him, noticing that your friends were gone. You
stood up quickly, looking around frantically. Then you noticed something.
Everyone was gone. You looked back at Erin, and she smiled,
putting her legs on a chair next to her.
“What are you doing-”
“I don’t need anyone overhearing our conversations. Especially
those friends of yours,” She scoffed, “but then again, they were mine
too, on multiple occasions.” She nodded her head to herself, pursing her
“Why did you send me here?” You asked, and she
“Actually, you did that to yourself.”
“Remember when I told you about the musical?” You
nodded, and she continued, “Well, you were researching about Alexander
Hamilton, you clicked on some link. I have no idea how that sent you back here,
but it did. And it sent me as well.”
“If we’re reincarnated, then what happened to us? Our
selves in this time?”
“Well, your name was Margarita Schuyler van Rensselaer,
the sister of Hamilton’s future wife. You died in this timeline early, and you
weren’t supposed to, by the way. Since you died, I ended up dying as well. My name
was, hmm, it doesn’t really matter. I’m not important.” You heard the
tang of sadness in her voice. “This is probably why Alexander dies early
“He dies?” Your heart dropped. She raised her
“Wow, you really are an uncultured swine. You were
much more interesting in London, by the way. Being a spy and all,” You
raised your eyebrows, “Did you not listen to the soundtrack? Aaron Burr
shot Hamilton? His friend turned enemy? Wow, you really don’t know.” You
thought of Alexander being killed, and your felt your heart jump.
It’s funny, you did not love the man, and it’s already
hurting because of him. You tried not to worry about it.
Emphasis on tried.
“How do I get the curse taken off Hamilton?” You
asked her, and she smiled. You were thinking that this woman was more like infatuated with Hamilton instead of being in love with him. Talking about someone you love dying
is not an easy subject, and no one would want the person they loved to be manipulated like this.
“I knew I was forgetting something! You must fall in
love with him, or, the other way around. Either way, it does not really matter.
It will work, you just have to make him like you. The curse will wear off each
time you play one of his heartstrings, until it completely goes away. ”
She glanced at the nonexistent watch on her wrist. “Oh, look at the time!
Have fun, Y/N! I’ll see you on the other side!"
“Wait, Erin, how do I get back-”
She snapped her fingers, and you blinked.
The music was no longer playing, and the place was
completely empty. Erin was gone, and you were sitting alone at the table. You
felt a hand on your shoulder, and turned to see Lafayette standing there. He
smiled down at you.
”Mon ami, are you alright?“ You nodded.
"We were looking for you, the witch that calls herself Erin and yourself
were gone. It is, how you say, worrisome. Mulligan is outside, and Laurens is
checking the room with water bowls.”
“The restroom, Lafayette?”
“Ahh, yes, mon ami. I apologize for my English.”
He said, blushing. He took his arm off your shoulder, and you stood up.
“Hamilton is looking as well, Y/N. He seemed very nervous.” You bit
Hamilton was nervous? Why was he nervous? Shouldn’t he hate
“Thanks for telling me.” He nodded, smiling at
you once. The two of you decided to wait for them to come back to the room
instead of chasing after them. Hamilton was the first to come in, and you saw
relief in his eyes. That emotion quickly turned to annoyance, and he bothered
you on his much chaos you caused. Laurens came after, a smile almost breaking
his freckled cheeks. He touched you hand, squeezing it.
Mulligan came in last, desperation on his face. His eyes
met yours, and he walked over to you quickly. You were surprised that he pulled
you in his arms, hugging you tightly. You haven’t had the comfort of a hug in a
while, so it was refreshing, you wrapping your arms around him. You heard
someone clear their throat, and Mulligan let go, smiling down at you. “I’m glad
you are safe.” He said, a small blush on his cheeks.
“Thank you. Thank you all for looking out for me. But I
need to speak to Hamilton.” They all looked at Hamilton, and he had the most
shocked look on his face. They waited for you to continue, and you looked at
them expectantly. “Alone.” Lafayette and Laurens nodded, walking away. Mulligan
stayed behind, refusing to move from his spot. “Herc…”
“Is this about the curse? Shouldn’t we all listen?” You
rubbed your head. You were going to tell them, but you needed to speak to
Alexander first. He was the one most involved in it.
“Yes, and I’ll tell you, but just give me a few minutes.”
“Go, Mulligan.” You replied sternly, and he was taken aback by your change of tone. He turned around
and walked away, closing the door behind him. You turned to Hamilton, and his
mouth was in a line, showing no emotions. He stood tall, his arms behind his
back. His stance was very unwelcoming, but you could deal with it
for now. You sat at a nearby table, gesturing for him to sit as well. He
hesitated, but sat, saying nothing.
You began explaining the whole
situation to him, and he was unpredictably calm, at least until you got to the
part about how you needed to break the curse. He snickered, leaning back in the
chair. “I do not even like you, how would I fall in love with you? The way of ridding of
this curse makes no sense. There is no slither of hope.”
“I know, trust me, I know.”
You did not want to argue with him, it was too exasperating. Instead, you
touched his hand. He flinched, moving away quickly.
“Do not touch me.” He stated,
and you nodded.
“Fine, Hamilton. I’m just stunned
that you fear a woman’s touch.”
He sneered, and before he could reply with a
snide remark, you stood up, opening the door for the three musketeers to come
in. “You can come in now.” The three of them walked through the door, nervous.
You told them the predicament
as well, and they all nodded. Hercules was the most distraught though, you
could see it written on his face. Since your impromptu visit here, you noticed that he rarely
showed how he felt. But the veins swelling on his hands and the tightening of
his jaw showed you that he did not like this one bit. “So, you and Hamilton are
meant to be together, no matter what may happen?” You nodded, and Hamilton
laughed behind you.
“I know, it’s quite
preposterous. Can you imagine Y/N and I together? That will be the day.” You
rolled your eyes at him, and Mulligan could not help but notice the interaction between the two
You and Hamilton did not
realize it yet, but there was no more tension in the room. Hamilton still
disliked Y/N, but not as much as before. He could stand next to you without
frowning in distaste. And you were smiling. Mulligan saw the potential when the
two of your first met, and he could still see it now. He hoped that you would
come to like him instead, but you told him you could not. And now he knew why.
“Mulligan? Are you ready to
go?” Laurens asked, touching his friend’s shoulder. Mulligan nodded, giving him
a tight smile.
He knew that he would get the short end of the stick. It always seemed to end that way.
You want a train ticket? It’s yours, alright. You wanna get out of here? Done. I’ll lie for you. I’ll sneak you out. Hell, I’ll even drive you. If you want more, if you want to make sure whatever’s happening here stops, then I can help you with that, too.