everyone wants to be you dave

Description of Broadway's  guys voices
  • Leslie Odom Jr.: A red velvet cupcake fresh out of the oven with cream cheese frosting in the middle
  • Lin-Manuel Miranda: That Dragon’s Egg Bath Bomb that just explodes with color when you drop it in the bath water
  • Daveed Diggs: Tap dancing. Just tap dancing but also rapping at the same time
  • Michael Arden: Butterflies in your stomach that are so strong you want to pull a Julie Andrews and start spinning happily in a circle
  • Andy Mientus: Fuzzy socks and hot chocolate by a warm fire with tons of blankets while having a Disney movie marathon
  • Aaron Tveit: The cold side of your pillow that feels oh-so-good in the middle of the night
  • Jeremy Jordan: Dressing in a cute outfit and strutting around while everyone is checking you out and you KNOW you look hot AF
  • Ben Platt: To take a bath with relaxing music and suddenly felt the heat in your body and your cheeks blushing
  • Darren Criss: When you adopt a new puppy, who has been living on the street starving, and now all you wanna do is wrap him in a blanket, cuddle and give him love
  • Jonathan Groff: That one commercial for Coca Cola that they play at Christmas Time that makes everyone laugh,smile, and cry
  • Alex Boniello: When you’re home alone and put on full concert mode very loudly with light, fume and special effects all over the room
Homestuck 4th of July Headcanons

John: brought those little popper things to throw at unsuspecting ppls feet. He is v frustrated to find that the trolls don’t jump at all bc they’re so used to hearing strange and sudden loud noises that this is baby shit to them. Of course, John simply takes this as a challenge to up the ante aka slip them into ppls shoes when they aren’t looking. “Hey uhhh Terezi why aren’t you wearing any shoes?” “I don’t know john, I just like to feel the earth beneath my humble feet”

Jade: lovesssss fireworks she found some old ones on her island once and tried setting them off but it was meh, these are so much better and everyone is here to share the experience with her! Helps Jane barbecue up some veggie burgers and some hot dogs for everyone and Definitely Does Not slip any of the scraps to the Becs. Nope. None. At all.

Dave: is decked head to toe in obnoxious USA gear. Has an American flag muscle shirt with an eagle dramatically superimposed in front of it. Has a head band with flags attached by boingy springs at the top. He is wearing red white and blue jorts and his regular sunglasses have been replaced by super shitty jpeg ones that spell USA. Karkat looks at him, utterly disgusted, and says Dave what the Fuck are you wearing. Dave. What the fuck. Also, those Strider boys sure do love sparklers because he and Dirk have All of the sparklers. All of Them.

Rose: as a light player, digs it. As someone who doesn’t want to be reminded of her land bc she didn’t complete her quest, not so much. But she has to be cool about it bc Kanaya has never seen fireworks before and fuck if she’s going to let her very Gay girlfriend, with whom she is in Lesbians, have her first fireworks soiled in ANY WAY. And if there’s a few fireworks that look like purple and green eldritch horrors,,,,it’s a coincidence. Maybe. Dave says hey rose uhh you didn’t have anything to do with those creepy as fuck looking ones did you. Rose flutters her lashes. Why, no Dave. Of course not. I have never ever done anything like that ever in my life ever. Smiles v sweetly.

Kanaya: first of all, is a little frustrated that apparently these “fireworks” are capable of multiple colors when they light up, but she’s not?? That doesn’t seem fair but whatever it’s Fine. Rose thinks she’s being sneaky about her anxiety around fireworks but Kanaya totally picks up on it and Very Subtly tries to comfort her. Ahem. Rose, I Understand That You Totally Do Not Feel Uncomfortable About This Situation, Wink Wink, But Allow Yourself To Feel Comforted By My Presence. Not That You Need It, Obviously. Your Human Emotions Are A Mystery To Me. (To those wondering if Kanaya winked physically or just said the word wink out loud, the answer is Yes).

Karkat: this is so stupid why do all the fireworks have colors. Where are the gray, nondescript fireworks. What if the fireworks don’t want everyone knowing their goddamn fucking business. “Dude, you might be overthinking this, they’re just fireworks” hey Fuck You, Dave, I don’t give a shit if they’re your MOTHER who I had HUMAN INTERCOURSE with last night even though she is SO MEDICALLY OVERWEIGHT. *whispering* (john did I do those “your human female ancestor” jokes right). John wipes away a single tear. Yes karkat, your “yo mama” jokes were great. They were perfect. I’m so proud.

Terezi: she absolutely did try to lick a sparkler. everyone watched, horrified, but she just sort of shrugged and went “meh”. She and Vriska are watching and feeling,,,a weird déjà vu kind of thing? Like maybe they’ve seen this before?

Jane: has been barbecuing up some good eats all day! She’s got veggie burgers for Roxy and Jade (and some snausages just in case), she’s got hamburgers for the trolls who actually prefer them as rare as possible because let’s face it, they’ve got the teeth of bloodthirsty carnivores. She has bratwurst for herself, hot dogs for Dave bc he’s a baby with no taste for fine food, and just a big assortment of stuff for everyone. Dirk helps cook and he’s got one of those weird anime girl aprons and it’s awkward for everyone involved.

Jake: burns himself on every single sparkler. every single one. Dagnabbit! These foolish things really are a trick to get going, aren’t they? Dirk just nods and agrees with him as he and Dave share nervous looks and hide their hordes of sparklers. Jake has successfully managed to burn every single finger and also a couple toes. Karkat laughs at him for being bad at this despite being unable to light any himself. They both receive pre lit sparklers and have a sparkler duel. It’s Bad. They smell like burnt hair for weeks after.

Dirk: Sparklers Georg, aka Dirk, who lights approximately 99,999 sparklers per celebration and is an outlier that should not have been counted, tells Jake uhhhh yes. They’re very tricky to light. You’re absolutely right and I am a Fool. He hides the 37 currently lit sparklers behind his back. Roxy begs him to put away his anime girl apron. Dirk. Dirk. Her titties. They’re so anatomically incorrect. You’re not even straight. Yes, he tells her. I know. That’s what makes it Ironic™. She throws her shoe at his head. John yells fuck! in the distance because there goes his secret poppers prank.

Roxy: definitely knew that john put the poppers in her shoes. Brought so many glow sticks and has to explain to Kanaya, no you can’t drink them. No I really don’t think that it will help you glow different colors. Please- oh god no. On the bright side, Kanaya’s tongue glows for the rest of the night. Watches the fireworks while sitting in a tree because Callie likes to feel tall.

Sollux: chills with Aradia in the back bc we all know that she loves to watch things blow up. Sollux kinda grumbles that it’s just a bunch of chemicals and science shit and it’s really not that impressive and I could probably do the same thing with my psiionics I’m just saying. Just putting that out there in case anyone wanted to know. Aradia smiles and pats his shoulder reassuringly. No one cares, Sollux. Just shut up and watch the fireworks.

TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO YELLED AT ME AFTER THE TONYS FOR SAYING “CHEATING THE GREAT COMET OUT OF THEIR DESERVED AWARDS WILL CLOSE THE SHOW” BECAUSE “IT’S JUST THE TONYS, TGC WILL KEEP RUNNING.”: PLEASE READ DAVE MALLOY’S LATEST TWEETS IN WHICH HE DESCRIBES THE SHOW IS IN FINANCIAL CRISIS WHICH IS WHY THEY HAD TO ASK OAK TO LEAVE EARLY TO TRY TO GET MONEY OTHERWISE THE SHOW WILL CLOSE.

Fuck the Tony’s for screwing over this amazing show. Fuck the ATW for only supporting the easiest shows it can. Fuck everyone for telling me I was overreacting after the Tony’s. Fuck EVERYTHING BECAUSE THIS BEAUTIFUL WONDERFUL INVENTFUL MORE PROGRESSIVE SHOW IN TERMS OF THEATER THAN HAMILTON IS IN SERIOUS THREAT BEING CLOSED WITHIN A YEAR, AND TO TRY TO SAVE IT, Y'ALL MADE IT BECOME LESS DIVERSE.

I blame this on everyone listed above, and I want you to know Great Comet fans’ uproar after the Tony’s were incredibly well placed. We knew this would happen.

Just know that TGC closing so soon discourages people from putting more diversity and inventive shows on Broadway. And this show will have trouble translating to a tour because of how unique it is.

I hope all the people responsible for this are fucking happy.

Not Your Usual Tattoo

***PLEASE NOTE: This is Part Two of a series. You can find Part One linked below.***

Pairing: TattooArtist!Daveed x Reader

Summary: You go to a clipping. concert and get a lot more than you asked for. (This contains smut.)

Warnings: some aspects of d/s, fingering, oral sex, some biting, hickeys, hair pulling, slight dirty talk (i guess), Daveed with tattoos (tbh that’s the real killer in this AU)

Words: 6.5k+ (shit, I am so sorry)

Part One | Part Two

A/N: So this has been in the works for a longgg time and it is FINALLY done! I am so excited to release it! I hope you guys like it! <3 shoutout to @helplesslylins for being the B E S T and sticking with me through this ride! Also first fic on my rebirth account!

Tags: @tempfixeliza @daveeddiggsit @diggs4life @americanrevelation @patron-saintof-sluts @icanneverbesatisfied @merrahonthawall, @hamilbroke, @sharkastic-issues, @videogamedriver, @boredonatuesdaynight @thehamiltonpost , @hamiltonwrotetheother51 @butlinislin, @nadialinett14 , @librarychild , @spidey-boii , @me-hoy-me-trash , @serkewen12 , @daveedish , @linmanuclmiranda , @autistic-alien , @runnerriley, @hamilsquad-writings , @runnerriley


You’d be lying if you said you weren’t overly excited for the concert. The past week you’ve been playing strictly clipping. Clipping. was the only thing that felt right during your commutes around the city. You knew a fair amount of songs by the time the concert rolled around. Doors were at 8 but you decided to be in the area at 7:30, there was a small line but it wasn’t anything crazy. Everyone seemed to be chill and friendly, there was excited chatter about clipping. but most of it was centered around Daveed.

“I’m just saying if he wanted to pull me backstage I would not mind.” A girl to your left spoke to her group of friends.

They all burst into laughter and you quietly agreed in your head as you unlocked your phone.

“Hey Rafael!”

You looked up, a few people in line were calling out to Rafael who was walking past. You two connected eyes for a second and he did a double take before walking to you.

“Hey! You came.” Rafa smiled, tucking his hand into his pockets.

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Descriptions of Broadway Guys' Voices
  • Leslie Odom Jr.: A red velvet cupcake fresh out of the oven with cream cheese frosting in the middle
  • Lin-Manuel Miranda: That Dragon's Egg Bath Bomb that just explodes with color when you drop it in the bath water
  • Michael Arden: Butterflies in your stomach that are so strong you want to pull a Julie Andrews and start spinning happily in a circle
  • Andy Mientus: Fuzzy socks and hot chocolate by a warm fire with tons of blankets while having a Disney movie marathon
  • Aaron Tveit: The cold side of your pillow that feels oh-so-good in the middle of the night
  • Jeremy Jordan: Dressing in a cute outfit and strutting around while everyone is checking you out and you KNOW you look hot AF
  • Alex Wyse: That one harmony in every Broadway musical that just is so frickin beautiful and you want to die because of it
  • James Monroe Iglehart: When you're home alone and you act out all of your favorite Broadway musicals. At the same time
  • Austin P. Mackenzie: Walking outside on a warm day and it's the perfect temperature and the sun hitting your face makes you feel so peaceful
  • Daveed Diggs: Tap dancing. Just tap dancing but also rapping at the same time
  • Ben Fankhauser: GO AND LOOK IT UP THE POOR GUY'S HEAD IS SPINNING!?!?!?!?!?!
  • Jonathan Groff: That one commercial for Coca Cola that they play at Christmas Time that makes everyone laugh,smile, and cry.
  • Gideon Glick: When Harry Potter opens up that golden egg underwater and that beautiful mermaid song starts playing
Homestuck Amusement Park Headcanons

Suggested by: @asnailinthighhighs

John: warily eyes the pastry booths bc he still has a deep mistrust for baked goods thanks to the Betty Crocker incident aka literally the apocalypse. Plays a (rigged) wack-a-mole game and gets frustrated when he keeps losing. Terezi makes fun of him so he whips out the hammer of zillyhoo and ah, crushes the game, so to speak. His prize is a giant bunny. He puts it back in the box.

Jade: sees one of those rodeo electronic bull things and goes oh that looks fun! Everyone is like uhhh Jade that can get pretty wild are u sure?? Karkat bets Jade that she won’t last 5 mins, oh really Karkat? 5 minutes? She sits on that bucking bronco for an entire hour making uncomfortable and spite fueled eye contact with Karkat the entire time. She only gets off because there’s a line.

Dave: wants to go on all the big rides and drags Karkat along despite Karkat complaining very loudly the entire time. Sorry Karkles, you scared of heights? You a scaredy Kat? A scaredy Karkat? Fuck you Dave, I’m fine! Dave drags him on the biggest rollercoaster in the entire park, they get off and Karkat says wow that was actually pretty fun! Dave’s hair is a mess, he looks inches from perma-death, that was horrible oh god. Not a word, Rose, he says. She and Kanaya are definitely not snickering behind their hands.

Rose: makes a goddamn beeline with Kanaya in tow to the haunted house ride because fuck yes she wants to see some creepy ass shit. If y'all have ever been in an amusement park haunted house, you know how vastly disappointed she was by the lame jump-scares and cheap monsters. Kanaya made it up to her by taking her to the Tunnel O’ Love™ and Rose was significantly cheered up.

Kanaya: isn’t a huge fan of non-blood food but v intrigued by all the fried stuff. Why Is It Fried? Does It Add Flavor? Not really, Rose tells her, it’s mostly just another way humanity likes to push itself closer and closer to its own imminent demise. Only now they’ve roped the trolls and carapacians into it. Oh, Kanaya says. She tries a fried Twinkie and sucks the filling out w her sick rainbow drinker/ vampire skills. Delicious. A single tear trails down Rose’s cheek. I have never been more in love w you.

Terezi: that scene with Toph and the scam artists in ATLA? Basically picture that. It’s one of those rubber duck games where they’re all floating in the pool and at the bottom of them is a different color and that’s how big a prize you get, thing is, Terezi can smell what’s on the bottom. She wins Vriska all the prizes and the dude running the booth is sweating and has to write her an IOU that John won’t let Terezi cash in on because that’s cheating and that’s wrong!

Jane: goes around with Jade and Roxy and Callie critiquing the food booths on their baking skills. She absolutely loathes that everything is fried bc it’s a cheap tactic to make weak bakers stronger! She tries a funnel cake and immediately changes her mind. CrockerCorp releases its own line of fried food that fall. Roxy calls her a sellout but eats it all anyways bc it’s just That Good.

Jake: finds one of those carnival shooter games and one of the big stuffed animal prizes is a gigantic rainbow dash my little pony and,,,he sees Dirk eyeing it. He doesn’t say anything, but Jake Knows. He tells Dirk he has to run off to the “little lads” room for a second, but he goes back to the shooting game, crushes the fuck out of those targets with the wimpy water gun, and presents Dirk with this oversized goddamn pony. It is touching and romantic for everyone involved.

Dirk: tries to show off to Jake by doing that strength test where u slam the hammer down and try to ring the bell at the top, he makes it about half the way up and he’s like fuck yeah that’s pretty fuckin’ good. Jake goes wow golly that’s impressive! Mind if I give it the old college try? Dirk is like pffft go for it, still flexin his muscles trynna show off and shit. Jake casually slams it down and rings the goddamn bell so hard it almost flies off the top. Dirk just stands there with his eyes v wide behind his shades while Jake is like gosh! Must have been buggered, huh?

Roxy: goes on every single ride she is living for today y'all, Callie is too short for most of the rides but Roxy promises to dab at the top of every coaster so Callie can spot her from where she’s watching down below. They share an ice cream sundae and Roxy gives Callie the cherry on top bc it’s “a cherry for a cherub!”

Sollux: idk about amusement parks near y'all but I live right by cedar point and there’s a coaster called Gemini so uhhh he and Aradia just do that. All day. Sollux rides this rollercoaster 53 times, turns to Aradia, says “what if bees had yaoi hands would that be fucked up or what” then passes out for a week.

A drunk history of the Great Comet

Natasha: Andrey ily but ur family is the w o r s t. Also I’m not afraid of anything

Marya: We’re goin to the opera bitches and then to church for ur sins

Anatole: Natasha damn gurl wyd

Natasha: Nooo I got a guy but he’s fighting in the war. Also I’m scared for the rest of the show

Pierre: *crying in the corner, shoots a dude, then cries even more*

Anatole: Natashaaaaaaaa plz

       Aight sis and Dolokhov, make her love me

Helene: I know, I’ll just seduce her

Anatole: K, not what I had in mind, but okay

Pierre: *wants to kill napoleon and is crying a bit*

Dolokhov: Anatole THINK

Balaga

Natasha: Fuck you Andrew I love floofy hair McFuckboy now

Pierre: *is still crying*

Sonya: natasha noooooo

Marya: *cockblocks anatole*

Everyone except pierre:  s a d

Pierre: I like comets

I Know

Pairing: Daveed X Reader

Summary: Anthony and Jasmine threw a house party, you have no idea as to why.

Word Count: 2805

Warnings: Lots of drinking, some angst

A/N: Part two soooooon??? Mayyyybe???? Hopefullyyyyyyy?? Shout out to @musicalmoriarty For pushing me to write lol


You twirled the little red straw in your whiskey glass, the ice knocking gently on the glass.

You were gonna do it, you told yourself you were going to do it, and now you couldn’t relax.

The familiar noise of metal and clanging wood filled your ears as the backyard fence opened, to your delight and fear in he walked. Daveed.

The man you’ve watched and adored for the last ten years of your life, the one you promised yourself you would confess you feelings to tonight, the one you’re completely afraid of in this moment.

You body suddenly ached and you couldn’t decide if you should stay still or walk away from the awkward situation that was only playing in your mind.

In turn you decided to glue yourself to the grass you were standing on, and awkwardly lifted your arm to give a half wave.

His eyes fell on you and he smiled brightly, he looked extra charming in his white dress shirt with his sleeves half rolled up tucked neatly in his black dress pants, his hair down and natural, and his thick rimmed glasses on.

He came made his way towards you, reciprocating the wave, all you wanted to do was run.

You had no idea why Anthony and Jasmine were throwing this party, it was a semi formal dinner party for absolutely no idea, it was probably to show off their new house, but you still felt awkward in a floor length burgundy dress standing in the backyard, your heels digging into the soft grass, with whiskey in your hands.

“Y/N. Hey!” Daveed said finally reaching you through the crowded yard, his arms wrapped around you, you stayed still as your arms were pinned down from his excited embrace.

“Hey, Daveed.” Just then his girlfriend appeared at his side. “Hey, Y/N” you took a sip of your drink allowing the burn to hide your passive aggressiveness. “Hey Lauren.” You said almost too peppy. “Babe, I’m going to get a drink, want anything?”She said tilting her head up towards him flashing a bright smile, Daveed shook his head and waved his hand. “I’m good, thanks.” You watched her sway away, her long gold dress slid gently on the grass. You couldn’t hate Lauren, she was nice, but she had the one thing you wanted more than anything.

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Parks & Rec but Homestuck

• that one Andy/April/Ben Wyatt scene where Ben comes to live with them and sends them to the store for Basic Necessities, only Andy is Jake, April is Dirk, and Ben is Roxy. Jake and Dirk’s place is a mess. The only food they have is orange soda and leftovers, and they’re eating off frisbees. Roxy comes for a visit, sees the condition of the place, and strongly resists the urge to pound some common sense into these two idiots. She gives them a simple list of things to get, “I have complete faith in both of you!!” It pans away to her confessional. Yeah, she says, there’s a 30% chance they’ll both die.

• Dave and Karkat have not told anyone they’re dating yet and somehow think that means no one knows. One day, Dave goes to visit Rose only to get to her house and find that all the lights are off? Rose? Are you here? Suddenly, Rose is pulling down the string to a lamp dramatically lighting the room. Hello Dave. How long have you been sleeping with Karkat? Dave turns bright red. I don’t even get…why would I…And how- how do I know, frankly, that you aren’t sleeping with Karkat? Maybe you are. Maybe you’re trying to throw me off. Rose stares at him like she’s Ron Swanson. Dave storms off Leslie Knope style.

•Jane walks into a restaurant with her father. It is a breakfast diner. She narrows her eyes at him, a challenge. He sighs in resignation. He knows what is coming. She flags down the nearest waiter. Give me all the bacon and eggs you have, she says. The waiter nods. She waves him back over. Wait, wait, she says. I’m worried that you just heard, ‘give me a lot of bacon and eggs’. What I said was, give me all the bacon and eggs you have. Do you understand. The waiter nods. His eyes are wide as he walks away. Jane’s table is full of bacon and eggs. This is her dream, this is what she’s been waiting for. She does not finish the bacon and eggs. She does not even come close. It was worth it.

•John has been helping Jade and Jane grow a garden. Jade is growing pumpkins, Jane is growing herbs and spices for cooking, and John helps with the manual labor because he loves spending time with them. Karkat comes by to see what’s going on and keeps asking questions because he’s never seen a garden before. It switches to John’s confessional. “Every time Karkat asks me for the names of the plants, I just give him the names of famous old Earth comedians.” The camera switches back to Karkat inspecting some plants with John floating nearby. Those Bill Murrays are coming in great, aren’t they Karkat? I’m so excited for the Betty Whites too!!

• Rose is the literal embodiment of April Ludgate and you cannot convince me otherwise. There is a field near her and Kanaya’s house some of the Earth C citizens would like to use for an event and they ask her and Kanaya if they would mind. Of Course Not, Feel Free To- Rose interrupts. We have a policy in which we unfortunately only reserve large fields for witch covens and slip ‘n’ slide competitions. Which are you? Um, they look at each other extremely bewildered. Neither? We’re hosting a wine tasting competition. Would you like to be the judge of honor? Rose opens her mouth to say yes but Kanaya politely declines on her behalf for Obvious Reasons. Rose is extremely put out. I wanted to get drunk and make fun of stupid people, she sighs dramatically. My two true passions. Those Are Not Your Passions, Rose, I’ve Seen The Inordinately Large Amount Of Wizard Fan Fiction That You Write And Actually Some Of It Is Quite Good- Kanaya please don’t mention that in front of our subjects, goodness gracious. I have a reputation.

•The kids and trolls are having a meeting about some issue in the Carapace kingdom. Terezi keeps making sounds of discomfort. Is everything all right, Jane asks. Yes, Terezi responds, I’ve just been having some pain in my mouth nubs, it’s fine. Do you need to go to a dentist, Roxy wants to know. Terezi shakes her head, I don’t like denterrorists. She reaches into her own mouth, sorry, let me just- NO. NOO. NO. EVERYONE IS SCREAMING. FUCK. STOP THAT NO. Karkat has fainted. Jake ran out of the room. Dirk looks like he’s going to be sick. Terezi grins and holds her tooth in her hand. Right, what were we talking about? It switches to confessional. “Vriska pulled the tooth out for me yesterday, but it’s always a good idea to demonstrate to your peers that you can withstand tremendous amounts of pain.”

I’d Do Whatever It Takes

IT’S DONE YOU GUYS!!!! I’m so excited. Here you have 5900 (!!!!) words of Daveed/reader. There’s fluff, angst, smut… anything and everything. 

@serkewen12 @futureauthor45 @small-stars @sunriseovertheroomwhereithappens @daveedish @getupoffathathang @butlinislin 

Italics are in the past or a text. 

(Y/BF/N) - your best friend’s name.

Diggs, bro!”

Daveed looked up when he heard Rafa call his name, putting his phone aside so he could listen to what the other man had to say. He was expecting a comment about a show or something that he was working on. Something typical. Not at all what Rafa said next.

I know this girl that I think you’d like.”

Daveed immediately shook his head as memories of the last time Rafa tried to play matchmaker came to mind. “No. Absolutely not. The last time you tried to hook me up with someone, she was…let’s just say it was a disaster,” he said.

Come on. This one’s a lot like you. I really think you’d get along.”

Daveed sighed. He knew Rafa well enough to know that once he had his mind set on something, it was damn near impossible to get him off of it. He might as well just go along with it. “Fine,” he said with a rather pessimistic tone. “But if this goes badly, you owe me.”

It’ll be fine.”

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Excessive (Hamilsquad x Reader)

AN: This took a week to get out and it’s not even good lolololol

Tag Crew: @iluvnialljameshoran @hamgurlphangirl @stillcooli0 @coozls @huffleheyguys @artisticgamer @theoverlordofeverything @hmltntrsh51 @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit2 @hamilton4starwars @megabooklover18

Request: Anonymous- Could I request a hamilsquad x reader where the reader accidentally burns or injures themselves in some way and the boys freak out like they’re dying? Idk why I thought of this but I just love your writing and would love to see a story like this! ❤❤❤ Thank you!!!

Warnings: Injury and swearing, though I feel swearing goes without saying at this point lmao

Word Count: 1,218

Masterlist

It had been a fairly unproductive day, but the boys had insisted on relaxing with you on the rare days that they all had off. Relaxing meant watching HGTV or some other home improvement channel, half asleep.

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I Kinda Have A Crush On You

Pairing: Dave x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 1434

Author’s Note: This is my first Dave fic and I really hope people enjoy it. It’s kinda how I feel around cute guys. Thank you to my babe @mf-despair-queen for proofreading this for meeee.


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Shy

Note: This one came out so cute at the end. It’s basically from everyone’s point of view except yours. I’m trying a different approach haha.

Request: 

  1. Request where Daveed is super nervous and can never get a word out around Y/N because he likes her so much. He writes a rap song about her that the rest of the cast discovers (without him knowing) and Rafael performs it while the rest of the cast does the back-up vocals for a Ham4Ham and it ends with Y/N kissing Daveed and asking him out. I’m sorry this prompt is so long, I just absolutely adore your writing. Thank you!

Word Count: 2157

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warning: None, secondhand embarrassment, Daveed being a shy lil bean

“Hey Daveed,” You greeted, walking into the room. “What’s up, Rafa?”

“Hey,” Daveed said softly, his brain automatically forgetting every word he’d ever learned.

“Hey Y/N, how was your day?” Rafa said, striking up a conversation.

“Eh, tiring, but I’m fine.” You sighed, leaning against the doorway Daveed’s dressing room. “What about you guys?”

“My day’s been great. I’ve just been hanging around. Talking to people, eating, writing, you know the drill.” Rafa chuckled.

“Nice.” You laughed. “What about you Daveed? How was the show?”

Daveed hesitated before responding. “It was good.”

“Good? That’s it? C’mon, you can do better than that, Diggs.” Rafa said, making Daveed shrug.

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I Know Part Two

Word count: 2373

Summary: Waking up to banging at the door

Wanring: Annnnnngst, smuuuuuuuuut.


A/N: OKAY! I just want to thank everyone again! You all have made me tear up, I never would have thought my writing would get any notes, you guys are all amazing with your reblogs and thank you so much for following me those that have. I’ve so nervous on sharing this as the first part has soooo much pressure one this one and I’m not great on writing smut, haha…

Okay..I’ll shut up.

Tags: @serkewen12 @juggiejuggs @probably-bianca @shamagangster @musicalmoriarty @ginnemer @getupoffathatthing-blog @the-sad-but-happy-person @schizophrenina @dontcallmehelpless @nadialinett14 @scum-fairy @sarcastic-ohohoh @astudentsnightmare @merrahonthawall @elisethepensivewriter @scrabblesense @doodleshorty @followingnaturespath @danielsharaman @bumbleliv @mzqueentina @autistic-alien @imdreedinglife (So sorry if I missed anyone! Let me know if I did)


Your legs felt weak and heavier with every step you took towards your door, you were emotionally drained and wanted to get inside your house before you broke down. After getting in you walked blindly into your bedroom, throwing your shoes off you landed with a loud thump onto the comfort of your bed.

You sat silently for a few moments before your tears finally broke free. You laid still as the hot tears burned down your face, sob after sob burst through your aching throat. The embarrassment tore through your body as you pulled your knees to your chest.

You were an embarrassment to yourself.

Would you be able to show your face to anyone ever again?

Has Daveed told anyone?

Does he hate you now..?

The painful questions repeated in your mind, it was 3am and you were still wide awake, the guilt sat heavily in your heart and pumped through your veins as you stared blankly at your bedroom wall.

You felt some exhaustion, but you felt that it would be unfair to get any sleep, god knows Daveed was awake.

How you wished that you could call him, to hear his voice… but you were probably the last person he wanted to walk to at this moment.

As the minutes slipped by your burning tender eyes began to blur, your body ached from the hours of crying. You had heard your phone buzz a few times but chose to ignore it.

You knew Rafa had some sense of your feelings for Daveed, you could see it in his eyes after Daveed brought up how he had told him of his plans to propose, you saw the fear and guilt as he looked back at you.

You felt so stupid at that moment, one second you felt you could tell him anything and the next he had betrayed you.

You groaned as you pulled your pillow over your head, you felt so selfish for your thoughts and actions you hated yourself for it.

As more minutes ticked by sleep finally found you, you drifted off, hoping that this night was nothing more than a nightmare.

Your body jolted awake around 7am, the sun beamed down over your face, you opened your sore eyes to the morning and groaned as your head pounded roughly. Unfortunately the memories of last night were still alive and well in your mind, as your stomach churned at the thought of your mistakes your body shivered with nausea. You bolted from your bed to your bathroom and released the whiskey from the previous night.

You spent an hour glued to the cold bathroom floor, cooling your face and regretting everything that happened, every time you blinked you could see Daveed’s lost heartbroken face and your heart tensed.

You finally forced yourself up and changed from you dress into your pajamas and headed to the kitchen for water.

The hours of the day unfortunately flew by as you continued to ignore every noise that came from your phone that usually remained quiet, you just sat and barely watched TV, mostly you were debating on calling Daveed or Rafa with guilt sitting at the pit of your stomach.

Before you knew it, it was 1am and you were drifting back to sleep on your stiff couch, but as soon as your eyes fluttered shut you were awaken by sudden banging at your door. The warmth drained from you as you removed the blanket you were wrapped in and walked carefully to the door.

The pounding continued with ever step, when you reached for your doorknob you took in a deep breath before turning it.

Swinging the door open you froze, just like last night, Daveed stood in front of you. His face was tired, he was still in the clothes from last night and he looked hurt, but mostly angry.

You attempted to slam the door shut, you’d listen to him banging on the door all night if you had too, it would be better than talking to him. But his hand smacked loudly against the closing door forcing it open once more, he moved fast as he walked past you and inside your house.

You took in a shaky breath. “Get out.” you muttered from the still open door. You turned to face him, he was just staring at you. “I said get out!” you shouted, you voice echoed into the empty street. He was suddenly in front of you once more causing you to move back and close the door with your back, his hands rested on either side of you on your door. “So what, you’re just going to ignore me?” he questioned, his voice was hoarse. You refused to look at him, his hand slammed against the door causing you to jump as he pushed himself away from you. “Dammit, Y/N. You cannot just do this to me!”  he barked at you as he sat on your couch putting his face in his hands and kicking at your coffee table.

“Then leave.” You offered, he ignored your words as he pulled his hair back. “Why did you do this to me?” before you could defend yourself he exploded once more. “I haven’t slept, eaten, anything since last night! I have barely spoken two words to Lauren and its your fault!” he accused. You let out a scoff. “I didn’t plan this Daveed.” you snapped back at him. “You may not have planned it.” he growled. “But you’ve ruined my life.” You could feel your heart pound violently in your chest, it hurt, not as much as his words though. “I wasn’t the one who kissed you!” you shouted. “You kissed me!” you pointed at him angrily. “Why didn’t you just let me leave!?” You asked tears pricking at your eyes, it felt like glass cutting into you. “You tell me!” He seethed clenching his fists. “You tell me why you acted like that!” You shook your head wishing this would all just end. “Daveed just get the hell out, go back to Lauren.”

“I said tell me!” He ordered standing from the couch . “Because I love you, you fucking idiot!” You snapped, he took a step forward, as you went to back up you realized there was nowhere to go. “No you don’t.” he argued, you scoffed in disbelief. “No, you’re right, I just did it to ruin your night.” He continued to step towards you. “That’s sure what it felt like, what is it you hate Lauren?” Shaking your head you closed your eyes, tears slipped down your cheeks. “I don’t hate her.” you mumbled. “Then what? You hate me? You hate to see me happy don’t you?” You sobbed as he threw insults at you. “You’re selfish Y/N!”

“Yes, I know that! And I’m sorry!” You screamed back. “And you know that, so why the fuck are you here!?” Daveed stopped moving as he stared at your shaking body. “You’re not sorry.” He growled. You could barely wipe the tears from your eyes before Daveed had you up against the door, his lips smashed onto yours, his anger overran his kiss as he pinned you harder into the door, he pulled back to give you air. “Daveed.” you panted, trying to tell him he would regret this. “Shut up.” he ordered as his lips met yours again, it was rough yet tender, you could feel his heart beating against your chest as he pulled you close to him.

Your mind went blank as his lips moved from yours to your neck, biting and sucking you moaned, you tried to move to tangle your hands in his hair but you were quickly stopped. His hand gripped your wrists and pulled them over your head. “I’ll show you sorry.” he teased against your hot skin. You quickly wrapped your legs around his hips as he moved you to your bedroom. He let you down on your bed and unbuttoned his shirt and quickly threw it to the side. There was no time for thinking, no time for foreplay as you reached for his belt. “God, Y/N” he muttered, you held your breath for a second waiting for him to realize what was happening and leave, but as his hand moved to slid down the strap of your shirt you relaxed.

Soon his dress pants and your pajamas were thrown to the ground, “Nothing on underneath, huh? Were you waiting for me?” he questioned as his lips met with your neck once more and sucked hard marking you as his. “Daveed.” you cried out as his lips moved down your neck. “Whats that Kitten?” your hands gripped at the sheets of the bed at the use of your nickname. “Turn over” He demanded lightly in your ear, causing you to shiver, you quickly scrambled to your hands and knees on your bed, you heard Daveed take in a sharp breath as he scanned over your body. “Good girl.” he shuddered. His hands held your waist and as you began to beg for him he thrust his cock in you without warning, throwing your head back you let out a breathy gasp. He gave you no time to adjust to his size before slamming into you once more before picking up the pace. You hands gripped tightly at the front of the bed, one particular thrust had you face first in the mattress. “That’s right Kitten.” Daveed encouraged as his nails dug deep into your skin. Thrust after thrust you could feel a familiar pressure growing in your stomach as he continued to fuck deeper in you. “Daveed.” You whimpered, one of his hands moved to your head as he grabbed a handful of your hair, it didn’t hurt it just added to the pleasure as he used it for grip. “Are you sorry?” He growled out to you. You nodded unable to form any words, a slight tug came from your hair and your head moved up. “No, no kitty. Tell me.” He demanded, slamming into you making it harder for you to concentrate on his words. “Oh fuck, I-I’m sorry!” You cried out, the building orgasm had your leg numb and shaking. “Are you going for cum for me?” he questioned his voice deep and hoarse. “God yes.” You whimpered, you could feel Daveed lean over your naked body, his hair gliding against your back, his cock filling you. “Cum for me Y/N, cum for daddy, kitten.” Like magic your body was overtaken by your orgasm, your back arched and your knuckles whitened as you tightened your grip. You could feel yourself tighten around Daveed’s cock as wave after wave of ecstasy filled your body. “Oh fuck!” You shouted out, Daveed grunted his cock throbbing inside you, he leaned into you so hard you could barely keep your position as he came, you felt him spill into you as he almost collapsed onto you.

You both rode out the rest of your highs before he slid out of you and lay next to you panting in the thick air.

You rolled back on your back and stared at your ceiling, you desperately tried to hold onto your euphoria instead of the crashing realization of what you had just done.

You turned to your side away from Daveed unsure of what he was thinking, you didn’t want to look at his face only to see regret.

His arm draped over your and pull you closer, you both lay there silently unsure on what to say to each other, sleep soon over took the two of you as you wished you could ask him what this meant.

The next morning came quickly, your eyes opened slowly before you jumped from you sleeping position, you turned around to find Daveed missing. Your heart dropped as you scanned your room, his clothes were gone and your bedroom door was left ajar.

You quickly threw on your pajamas and quietly walked out of the room. All you felt was your heart pounding in your chest, you mind was nothing but white noise as you entered your kitchen.

There he was, dressed once more, leaning over the kitchen counter, an empty cup of coffee set in front of him.

As you came into eye sight he spun on his heel to face you. You fidgeted with your hands, almost ready to laugh about what happened, then he spoke. “I cannot believe you.” he hissed, your head almost snapped as you looked up at him. “What?” you croaked out. He quickly looked away from you, too upset to look in your eyes. “I need to go.” he said low, you let out a bitter laugh. “So I’m just what, a fuck and dump?” You asked trudging towards him. “I’m getting married Y/N” he stated, you shoved him hard. “I know that! You don’t think I know that?!” You shouted pushing him further. “Y/N stop!” he said grabbing at your wrists. “No! You don’t get to fucking touch me anymore!” You said snapping your arms away from him. “What did you expect Y/N?” Tears streamed down your cheeks once more, you were so tired of crying. “You used me!” You wailed. Daveed kept quiet as you wiped furiously at your face. “Get out! I never want to see you again!” You screamed picking up the empty coffee mug. “You don’t mean that, Y/N.” He tried to walk forward to you, you threw the coffee mug shattering it on the floor by his feet. “I said don’t touch me!” You warned. “You blame me for this, you’re the one that kissed me! Both times!” You bawled, you held yourself together, you wouldn’t let him see you collapse. You gathered yourself together and stared him dead in the eye. “You’re the worst mistake I’ve ever made.” you said coldly.

Daveed stared at you in disbelief, “If you make me leave, I am never coming back Y/N.” he threatened as he made his way to your door. You swallowed hard as he turned the door knob, trying to break you. With one final broken breath you and one last look in his eyes you uttered your final word to him. “Good.”

dumb college/profession au/future shit

I know the most common thing to do with dirk is to make him go into robotics or engineering and I GET it, but on the other hand: artist dirk

dirk is among the kids we see with the most actual artistic talent (the others being rose and roxy; dave isn’t bad before he adopts shitpost art as his signature style, but, well, you do you, kid). as far as homestuck goes, his style is basically as realistic and true-to-life as it gets.

can you imagine dirk doodling in all the edges of his margins. dirk quietly wishing he could pursue art but thinking it’s not “serious” enough, telling himself it’s not a “real” profession, going into engineering or robotics or something similar instead and everyone being like “oh of course dirk would” but all the kid wants to do is draw, he just thinks it’s shitty and embarrassing and “it’s like having a degree in creative writing, the fuck can you do with it”

jake, who is majoring in anthropology but can’t decide on a minor because everything else is too damned interesting, discovers dirk’s private (sfw) sketchbook and is astounded. dirk is humiliated. jake manages to convince him to at least MINOR in art. dirk tries to amend it to a minor in art history but jake will not stand for it

Peace, Okieriete Onaodowan x Reader

Prompt: Reader likes making Oak baked goods. (Which I interpreted as ‘Reader owns a bakery’.)

Words: 1288

Author’s Note: It’s still 10:20 where I live, so technically I still put out a fic on Friday…whoops a little late!

Warnings: None?

Askbox | Masterlist


“We’re closed!” You called, not bothering to turn at the sound of the bell above the door chiming.

“Even for your favorite customer?” You instantly recognized the voice and spun to greet him with a smile.

“Customer usually implies you pay. You show up unannounced and charm your way into a box of free pastries.” You teased your old friend, who in turn leaned against the counter and shrugged casually.

“I distinctly remember striking up a deal. Free food for free tickets.” Oak grinned when you squealed in excitement.

“You got it?”

“I got it! Orchestra, right in the middle so you have an unobstructed view of my beautiful face.” He struck a few poses as you snatched the ticket from his hand, confirming its existence.

“I owe you five million free pastries! You have to bring some in for the crew, as a thank you.” You immediately got to work, stuffing as many baked goods as you could into various pink boxes from behind the counter.

“Don’t you have actual paying customers to feed?” Oak’s voice rang out. You popped up from behind the glass display case with four boxes stuffed to the brink.

“Screw them!” You insisted, pushing the boxes into his empty hands. “Thank you, I promise not to embarrass myself in front of them!”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep!” He called to you as you pushed him out the door, knowing he was on the brink of running late for the first show of the day. “See you tonight!” You stood at the glass door, watching for a moment as he struggled under the mass of boxes while crossing the busy street.

You sighed, making sure the ticket was secure in your pocket before flipping the sign at the door from ‘closed’ to ‘open’.


“Oak, let me help!” Random people called, each taking one box from him and placing it on the common table.

“What are these?” Daveed asked, raising his brow and investigating the closest box.

“My friend owns a bakery and is seeing the show tonight, she wanted to give these to you guys for luck.” That was all it took for the rampage to start. The entire cast and crew acted as vultures around the boxes, barely leaving crumbs behind.

“I call the croissant! My wife will kill me if I don’t bring one home for her!” Lin called over everyone, who parted for him to take claim over a few treats. He took note of the bakery’s name for future use before sauntering over to Oak with a skip in his step.

“So…” He started, “This friend of yours…” He wiggled his eyebrows, much to the displeasure of Oak. “They’re the friend, huh?”

“Shut up.” Oak grumbled, snatching his usual chocolate chip muffin, snapping a picture of the cast as they swarmed around the few remaining pastries, and stomped off to his dressing room.


“I cried before you even came out.” You insisted.

“Nothing sad even happens in the first few minutes!” He responded, tugging at your hand as he ushered you backstage.

“I know, but I knew what was coming.” You whispered, very aware of where you were. You dragged you across the rotating floor without stopping, weaving through the halls before stopping in what appeared to be a makeshift kitchen.

“Hello, hello!” Called the very last person Oak wanted in contact with you tonight, Lin. “The baker has arrived!”

“The genius!” You shot back, noticing Oak’s discomfort, “Oak says you’re not that smart in real life.”

“Guilty.” He shrugged, twisting his hair up into a makeshift bun, “Thanks for the goodies this morning, by the way! Oak’s been keeping you a secret for too long.” Lin elbowed him, eliciting a grunt and a whine from Oak, who had stayed awfully quiet during this interaction.

“My bakery is the best kept secret in New York.” You insisted as Oak grumbled something about seeing his dressing room before Anthony and Daveed left for the night.

“I’ll let you kids get to it.” Lin saluted, zipping his hoodie up and preparing himself for the crowd that had more than likely gathered outside the stage door. “Peace!” He threw up the peace sign, taking his leave as Oak dragged you away.

“He seemed nice.” You told him, trying to make conversation. He didn’t respond, and you wondered why Lin was such a sore subject for him.


“We’re closed!” You called, not bothering to look up from the register.

“Sorry, just here for the croissants!” Lin called, pulling his headphones down to wrap around his neck. “My wife, Vanessa, she loved the one I brought home last night. Thought I’d stop in?” He made his way to the counter, leaning against it just as Oak had the morning before.

“You guys are always welcome here, closed or not.” You got to work packaging a few croissants and a cookie. A treat for his son, you thought. “Can I ask you something?” You pushed the bag across the counter, shaking your head when he tried to pull out his wallet.

“Shoot.”

“Are you and Oak friends? He was kind of cold after we talked to you last night.”

He winced at the question.

“It’s just…I know things.”

“Things? Well, you’re a certified genius, hopefully you know something.” He let out a single loud laugh, and you prided yourself in being witty enough to elicit the sound.

“I mean, it’s not really my place to say. Oak, he’s a quiet guy. He likes to talk, though. Most of the time we talk, it’s about you.”

“Me?” You pointed to yourself, as if there was another you living somewhere that he could be referring to.

“It’s very cute, if not a little annoying. Although, now that I’ve met you and earned your trust enough to get free croissants.” He grabbed the bag off the counter, “The praise is well earned.” He took in your dumbstruck expression, “If you feel the same way about him, you should talk to him. He’s got a few things to say.” He threw up his peace sign again as he backed out the door and across the street towards the theater.


You were very grateful the doorman had recognized you on sight. With the cover story of ‘Oh, I’m bringing Oak lunch!’ and a wrapped panini in your grasp, it only took a minute for you to be let through.

You passed through pretty much unnoticed save for a few people who thanked you again for the treats from the day before. You nodded, stopping to ask where you would find Oak. They all pointed the way back towards the kitchen area you had been in before.

He sat at the table, scrolling through his phone and sipping from a water bottle, half in costume. He looked up as you entered, unsure how or why you had come.

“Y/N?”

“Hi. Lunch.” You pushed the sandwich into his hands before he could protest, “Also, do you want to go out tomorrow?”

He looked back and forth from the panini to you, wondering how the two were related.

“Uh, yes?”

Inside, a parade was running through your head. On the outside, you played it cool. Letting a simple smile grace your lips, you tried to casually back out with your head held high. You eventually ran into a wall, and then another person.

Finally, you took your leave, throwing up Lin’s signature peace sign as you ducked out.

The pieces began to put themselves together. The familiar box Lin carried in this morning. The peace sign. The smug grin Lin wore all morning.

Lin-Manuel Miranda!” Oak called, pushing out of his chair as he heard a distant scream of panic.

youtube

IMPORTANT!!! WATCH THIS!!! 

WATCH THIS TO THE VERY END!!! Especially if you are LGBTQ+

This made me cry like a fucking baby (sorry for the language but this is serious) My heart hurts so much from just how much I resonate with this game and specifically this video!! I am in a very similar situation as the main character Samara is in. I am a biromantic asexual and identify as Agender so I’m kind of alone in the small town I live in. NONE of my family knows about this and I’m scared shit-less to tell them cause I was raised in a religious family. Not extremely religious but enough that this isn’t anyone in the family that would understand what this would really mean. I’ve given up chances for potential girlfriends because I’m so scared my family wont look at me for who I am if I brought them to family dinners or holidays. I rarely dress androgynous cause I always get asked “why so dressed up?” or “you look like a boy” from my mom and brother. Gay relationships were practically frowned upon in my high school to the point when one of my Bisexual friends asked me out I panicked and said I dont like girls. I’ve hid this for so long I’m scared its too late to change the damage. I want to change my name to something gender fluid but everyone knows me by my female name that changing it would be a hassle and confuse so many people. To the point when I got a joke nickname of ‘dave’ I loved it and wanted to be addressed by it. Not to mention I dont know a name that would fit me that in gender neutral…would that be interesting to you guys if I posted a picture of myself and you guys send me names? 

Sorry for the un-needed backstory of the person behind the screen but this is something I hold close to my heart

Jack in this video shed a lot of light on a subject that means so much to me and he handled it with so much maturity that I’m not used to seeing from growing up. 

Thank you @therealjacksepticeye this really means a lot to me

Please? I Can’t.

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader (x Pippa Soo ?)

Warning: Mentions of dead soulmate, but that’s about it. 

Prompt: Soulmate AU - You have a tattoo of the first words they say to you. Here’s the catch, you met your soulmate while you’re still in a relationship with someone else. 

Word Count: 2,352

Note: I made this back in February but I never posted it bc i’m not ?? good ?? at writing but anyway, here it is. Will post part 2 soon. Also! Reader here is bisexual, just a heads up. All comments are appreciated! Enjoy reading!

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Third.

Third time you had to witnessed a girl meeting her soulmate today and all you can do is give out a loud audible sigh. Your eyes continued to linger on the couple as the brunette woman cried before cradling the other girl’s face with her hand. Your gaze shifted to their wrists, squinting to see the words etched on the brunette’s skin.

– I’ll have a large coffee and a cinnamon roll, please. –

You chuckle at the line as you tended to your own cup of coffee. A hand suddenly waved in front of your face, snapping you out of your trance.

“Were you listening to anything I said?” Renee asked, slightly irritated.

You look down. “You were saying something about crappy local government?”

“That was ten minutes ago, Y/N. Jeez, you can’t even spare me an hour for my political rant.”

You held up your hands in surrender, your gaze shifting towards the couple. “In my defense, I just got distracted. That’s all.”

Renee chortled, rolling her eyes. She grabbed your face, forcing you to stare at her.

“You are literally the most hopeless romantic I have ever met.”


You escaped from her grasp. “You can’t blame me! There are couples everywhere and it’s almost Valentine’s Day,”

“And?”

“And thing aren’t going well, you know.” You mumbled at the end.

“What did I tell you, Y/N? You shouldn’t force these things. Your tattoo is romantic enough, don’t stress out too much.”

Right, the tattoo.

No one knows where it began or where exactly it came from but that’s how things came around today. You’ve heard about it from your parents, from your teachers back in elementary school, and even in the local library where Jasmine worked in.

It was all everyone could ever talk about nowadays. The days of chancing romance ended and the age of determined soulmates began.

You just have to remember one thing; the words etched on your skin are the first words your soulmate will ever say to you.

You glance at your own wrist, rereading the words you have never heard from anyone:

– Dainty fingers. I’m going to guess. Pianist? –

“It seems pretty damn beautiful if you ask me,” Renee said as you smiled down to your wrist. “Unlike my ever-so-wonderful tattoo.” She brought her wrist to your face and you laughed as you reread the words:

– This is the last roll of tissue paper and I am taking it. –

You rolled your eyes. “Beautiful, sure. Yet everyone found their soulmate but me. Heck, you found yours.”

“So? It doesn’t mean ‘he’ wouldn’t come soon.”

“Or she.” You say, giving her a cheeky grin.

She gasped with an amused smile on her face. “My, my, Y/N. I never suspected that.”

You chuckle. “Who knows? I am dating a girl right now.”

Renee’s eyes widened. “You’re what?”

You nodded nonchalantly. “Remember, Pippa? Phillipa Soo?”

“Yeah, I remember her. From the play we watched a month ago, right?”

“That’s her. I’m dating her now. What’s so shocking about that? You know I’m attracted to girls too.”

“That’s not the shocking part. It’s the fact that you’re dating someone who’s not your soulmate. What are you doing, Y/N?”

You took a sip from your coffee, shrugging your shoulders. “I got tired of waiting.”

“That’s it?”

You sighed as you placed your mug on the table. “Listen, I don’t even get why we have these pre-determined people we’re required to love. Why can’t I choose who to fall in love with?”

“Y/N..” You continued to talk.

“Why does it have to be based from some tattoo we’re born with? Can’t I be the one to make that decision?”

She looked down. “You know I can’t answer that for you. But, it’s still going to be different if you are with the person you are really meant to be with.”

“Renee, it’s not that-”

“Can you tell me right now that things are doing well between you and Pippa?” Her words shut you up.

“Things are just okay. That’s the problem, I guess. It’s just okay.”

“It is a problem. You can’t settle for just some shallow love. How do you think this is affecting her?”

“Her original soulmate died,” Another fact in this world – once your soulmate dies, you can’t replace them. You are left alone to look for someone else.

“To her, this is everything.”

“But to you, it isn’t. You can’t force her to be the one and she can’t force you to be her-”

“Can we just not talk about it?” You interrupt her, getting tired of all this talk.

She nodded, letting the silence fill between the two of you before speaking up again.

Renee dipped a biscuit into the coffee. “I still bet it’s going to be a ‘he’ for you.”

“Oh my god, Renee.”

“What? More than often, you fawn over guys more than you do with girls. Especially those into theater and arts.”

“So?”

“And you told me yourself before that you’re more inclined to men. Remember when we watched Singing In The Rain?” She laughed at the memory.

“What can I say? Gene Kelly stole my heart.” You giggle, clutching your chest.

Laughter filled the space between you two. She faced you. “Be patient, Y/N. Your soulmate will come.”

Your smile faltered and you rubbed your face with your palm, reiterating what you said earlier. “I’m tired of waiting.”

“He or she might be just right around a corner.”

Before you could even reply to her, a loud bunch entered the cafe, laughing away.

One of them nudged his head towards the table beside yours, all five of them settling down on the seats.

Their loud laughter immediately started to irritate you. You stood up and just before you could ask Renee to move to another table, her phone rang.

“I have to take this. I’ll be back.” She spoke, quickly making her way out of the cafe.

You sighed as you plop back down to your seat. With no one to talk to, you couldn’t help but listen in to the conversation among the men beside you.

—–

“With huge hands like that, playing the bass guitar wouldn’t be so hard.”

“Goddammit, Lac. You have to stop him. Seriously.”

The curly-haired man just chuckled, patting the other man’s back.

“I’m sorry, Daveed. I really do need a new bassist and well, Lin just wants to help.”

Daveed rolled his eyes, glaring at Lin.

“The one day we agreed on to have a reunion and you decided to bombard me with this. Just because you’ve got a new Lafayette and Jefferson.”

Lin laughed at his friend. “Technically, we aren’t complete yet. Leslie is on his way.”

Daveed sighed. “Man, I love you but please. Bother someone else.”

Lin raises his palms. “Your hangover must be so bad.”

“Very.” Daveed says, burying his face in his palms. Everyone in the group chuckled at him.

A tan boy with light brown hair stood up. “Okay, Lin. Since you’re so great, what can I play?” He said, squishing his palms towards Lin’s face.

“Calloused fingertips. Probably guitar. You seem like a guitar guy, Anthony.”

The boy, Anthony, let out a low whistle. “Pretty stereotypical but I’ll take it. How about Oak?”

A muscled man raises his palms. Lin stared closely. “With those palms, drums. Definitely drums.”

Lac looked at Lin, eyeing him up and down. “I’m still confused as to why you do this hobby of yours.”

Lin chuckled. “Come on, I can find musicians just by looking at their hands.” He says jokingly, leaning back into his seat.

—–

Suddenly curious, your eyes shifted to your own hands. The man beside you cleared his throat.

You turn your head up, only to see Lin staring at you and your raised palms.

You quickly dropped your hands, wrapping your fingers around the mug of coffee set in front of you.

You face front, trying to ignore him as if you weren’t listening in to their conversation.

“Miss. Hey, miss.” You close your eyes as you silently wished for Renee to come back from her phone call.

The man from the other table wouldn’t stop grabbing your attention until one of his friends tapped your shoulder.

You faced him. “Hi, I’m Anthony,” He extended his hand for you to shake.

“And I’m Y/N.” You say slowly, still hearing the other man’s attempts in calling for you.

“Introduction’s out of the way, good. Now moving on. Lin, that man right there,” He spoke, pointing towards the man calling for you. “Will not stop until you talk to him.”

You sigh. “He wouldn’t?”

“Not a chance.”

You let another sigh as Anthony started pointing at the other man with his eyes. Slowly, you faced Lin. You gave him a short wave, with the mug still tight around your other hand.

Lin smiled at you as he quickly pointed to you then towards your palms. With a loud voice, he spoke.

Dainty fingers. I’m going to guess. Pianist?

You let out a gasp. Your hands covered your mouth, letting the mug fall to the ground in pieces. As tears flooded your vision, you take a quick glance to your wrist.

He said it. The words that have long been etched onto your skin, he spoke them. You’ve been waiting for so long to the point that you have given up on the idea of ever meeting your soulmate.

Your teary eyes watched as Lin jumped from his seat and made his way towards you.

He kneeled down to pick up the pieces of ceramic on the floor. “I’m sorry, Miss. I didn’t mean to scare you there. Was it something I said?”

You stared at the man by your feet as you mumbled something.

He looked up to you, watching as tears continue to well up your eyes. “What did you say? I didn’t catch that.” You let out a shaky breathe.

Writer, actually.

You watched as his own eyes widened, tears glossing over his brown orbs as he looked at his wrist. “It’s you,”

He stood up. “I’m Lin.” Words couldn’t explain how happy he was to hear the words that appeared on his skin since he was born, to find the one his heart has longed for.

“I’m Y/N.” You slowly extended your hand for him to shake.

You suddenly found yourself smiling at him with him reciprocating with a grin. He reached for your hand. With this, your mind snapped back to Pippa. As his hand brushed against your fingertips, you retracted your hand. His face contorted with confusion and the next thing you knew, you ran off.

At this point, everything was just happening all at once. Tears started falling from your face as you passed by Angelica, Lin running behind you, Angelica and Lin’s friends watching from the cafe.

It was when you reached an an empty alley when you stopped running, listening to your own sobs and the sound of the busy streets bouncing off the walls.

Why did you have to be with someone else? You were angry. You were angry at the fact that you didn’t wait longer, that you became impatient a bit too soon, that you felt goosebumps at the feel of his fingertips against your hand, that you felt a zap in your stomach, and that the zap you felt made you feel safe, that it made you feel at ease.

“Y/N! Please! Listen to me, where are you?” You heard him shout, the sound of speedy footsteps following suit.

You had nowhere to run to anymore, your back against the wall of the alley. You closed your eyes and prayed to the heavens that he wouldn’t find you. You didn’t want to complicate things. You prayed that soon, you can just be with Pippa and forget that you ever met Lin.

The footsteps started getting louder and all you could do was close your eyes.

In just a few seconds, he was in front of you with his hands on either side of your body.

“Y/N, I’m begging you. Please open your eyes and talk to me.” He spoke with a shaky breathe.

You slowly opened your eyes, your cheek facing him as you refused to face Lin.

“Fine, I’ll talk.” He sighed.

“I know this is scary. I’ve been waiting for a long time too and I have been on the brink of giving up, believe me. But, it’s okay now. I’m here. You’re here. We can stop waiting.”

I gave up.”

“What?” He said, sadness looped around his voice.

You winced. “I-I thought I wouldn’t meet you. I gave up. I started dating someone else.”

“Is it not possible for you to just break-”

“I can’t just do that, Lin. What I have with this other person, it’s important to her. I can’t just drop her like that.” Tears started to form again.

You feel his fingers grabbing your chin, making you face him. His breathing turned shaky as his teeth captured his bottom lip in attempt to keep his tears from falling.

“I see.” You place your hand against his face, closing your eyes.

Your heart fell when he nuzzled his cheek against your palm. This felt like home. For once in your life, you finally knew how it felt to be with someone you’re meant to be with.

You tried to think about Pippa but quickly after that, your mind started to drift back to the man in front of you.

“I’m so sorry, Lin.”

“I’m not asking you to break up with her all of a sudden, I’m asking for you to give me a chance. I know this is scary but give me the opportunity to make you fall for me,”

“Lin, I-”

“I will treat you well. We can drink coffee together, watch movies, read books, we can do anything that you want. Just please.”

You had to admit to yourself, that’s what you wanted. But still, you couldn’t just drop Pippa so suddenly. You promised her. 

“I can’t.” You started to retract your hand from his face but Lin held placed his palm over yours, holding tightly onto your fingers.

“Why not?” He choked out.

“If I do,” You look up to meet his eyes.

“I know I’ll fall in love with you in an instant.”

fuck me up p2

Daddy kink/kitten/angst in a way?/public sex/unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)/degrading a bit

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3


“Y/N!” your manager squeaked as she ran in, her arms wrapped around your body before you could take off the headphones.

“You and Daveed are number two on the charts!” she screeched, your mouth hung open as you looked out the window to Daveed. Your arms wrapped around your manager quickly as your eyes watered.

This is one of the first times you had been on top in a long time, it wasn’t that your music was bad you just always took it off of iTunes and Google Music.

You unwrapped yourself and walked out of the booth, hugging Daveed once you were out. His arms wrapped tightly around your waist and your heart beat quickened.

You had been in a secret fling with Daveed since the night at the restaurant, it had been exactly seven months since that night and you couldn’t be happier. Of course your crew, friends, family and managers knew, they had to know but they had to swear that they wouldn’t tell anyone.

He let go of you and kissed your forehead, the managers and crew ‘aw’ing at the sweet gesture. Your face blushed deeply before letting go of him.

“I’ve got to finish.” You whispered to him and he nodded, and pecked your lips as you walked back into the booth. You smiled at Daveed as you set the headphones on your head, the music starting again.

You rapped the lyrics you and Daveed had written only months prior to this certain day. His heart melted as he watched you do the thing you loved.

Well, the other thing you loved doing.

When Y/N was out of the booth she sat on Daveed’s lap and listened to the track. Your phone vibrated against your butt, making you shuffle uncomfortably and Daveed to moan loudly.

“Stop that, babygirl.” he whispered in your ear, you bite your lip and turned your head to look back at him. “Shh,” you hushed and shuffled again. His hands squeezed your hips as he kissed the spot behind your ear. “I’m serious. If you don’t daddy will punish you.” your breath got caught in your throat, choking softly.

You lifted yourself from his lap and took your phone from your back pocket. You checked the nonsense that was being thrown around Twitter.

Some of the supporters you had followed were tweeting you and Daveed like you two just killed a man.

@KillmeDaveed: ARE YOU AND @Y/T/U DATING? @DaveedDiggs

Your eyebrows knitted together.

Well, of course the two of you were dating but Jesus, nobody was suppose to know.

@Million(Your and Daveeds ship): THEY’RE FINALLY TOGETHER!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!

*Picture attachment*

You clicked the picture and looked at it. It was a picture of you and Daveed. It was from a long time ago, it was from the first award show you had gone with each other. His hand was interlocked with yours and you both were looking up at each other. It was a picture you had taken right before you all left. You looked so happy.

“What are you looking at?” Daveed asked as you rested back in his lap, “A picture.” You mumbled and looked behind you.

“How do you think everyone would act if we told the fans that we’re dating?” you asked, his eyes met with yours and he kissed your nose.

“I’m not sure. Of course, we would get hate but so many people love you so I think they’d be happy for us.” He reassured you, a smile spread across your face as he spoke.

“Good because I think they have an idea.” you turned your head to look back at your phone, “What?” he asked with a laugh, you looked for the tweet again and clicked on it. You turned and showed Daveed, his face read over the tweet before he took your phone from your hands and clicked the picture.

He smiled at it before kissing your cheek. “Should we tell them?” he asked, you shrugged and stuck your hand out for your phone. He gave you your phone as you lifted from his lap. “Do you want to tell them?” you asked and he nodded. “Then I guess we’ll tell them,” you smiled and grabbed his hand, trying to lift him from his chair.

His body raised from the chair and his arms wrapped around you. He hands lingered to your butt as he looked down at you, his hands roughly squeezed it roughly. You bite your lip and began to speak.

“I’m hungry, can you take me to get something to eat?” you asked with a pout playing at your lips, he smiled and leaned down, pecking your lips.

You lead him to the car and scooted yourself in it, you looked at him as he went into the other side. He backed out and drove away, his hands met yours as you smiled widely. “What do you want to eat?” he asked, you shrugged.

“Sonic?” you asked as turned your body to his, he smiled and nodded. His hand left yours and met with your thigh, “Daveed,” you warned and looked at him, “Not now.” you mumbled, a smirk playing at his lips as his hand traveled further up your body.

“I’m serious,” you whined as his hand went higher, “Are you sure?” he asked, you nodded. “Is that why you were teasing me infront of everyone?” he asked, your breath caught in your throat as you opened your mouth.

“I don’t know what you mean,” you mumbled and he smiled, “You don’t?” he asked with a chuckle. “I’m sure.” you nodded and looked out the window.

“Hm,” he hummed as he pulled into the drive thru. “What do you want?” he asked, you gave him a ‘you-know-what-i-want’ look as he chuckled and ordered.

“Oh my God! You’re Daveed Diggs and Y/N Y/L/N!” the girl at the window screeched, a smile grew on both of your faces as she handed you the food. “Can I take a picture?” she asked, you both nodded. You unbuckled your seatbelt and scooted closer to Davved. Your hand went around to his chest, resting it on his heart. You smiled and sat your head on his shoulder.

The girl quickly snapped the picture and awed. “You two should date!” she screeched, you looked at Daveed, a huge smile spreading across both of your faces. “Is there-” the girl cut herself off with a squeal.

“You’re dating?” she asked, you both nodded and she squealed again, “Okay, we have people behind you, I- Oh my God! Thank you for the picture!” she jumped around a bit as you drove off.

You took a fry and ate it, your eyes meeting his body as he drove. The way his biceps bulged when he squeezed the wheel and the way he would bite his lip when a  sexual song would come on

You finished the remainder of the food, as he pulled into the apartment you both shared. “I can’t believe how excited she got when she saw us,” you began, Daveed nodded and got out of the car, waiting for you to do the same.

You started walking to the apartment, your hands reaching back for Daveeds. He happily took your hands in his, interlocking your fingers with his.

“Can i see your keys?” you asked and looked behind you, he smiled and nodded handing them to you, you smiled and unlocked the door, going straight to the bathroom.

One week later and the both of you were getting ready for an award show. You had done your makeup and hair before putting on the black and gold fitted dress. You smoothed it out and put on the black heels you had set out.

“You look so hot,” Daveed said, making your smiled widely. “You don’t think this dress is too much?” you asked and looked at your cleavage. “My boobs basically pop out.” you told him, he smiled and walked to you, his hands wrapped around your waist.

“You’re stunning.” he kissed your temple, “And you looking the way you do, just make you lucky tonight, kitten.” you smiled and giggled. “I’m already lucky, daddy.” you teased, he stiffened at the nick name and kissed your neck before he walked away. “We’ve got to go or we’re going to be late.” he mumbled, you nodded and grabbed your phone, walking out of the shared bedroom and out of the apartment, Daveed following you.

You walked down the carpet, your hands interlocked with his. You both stopped quickly as someone started to ask you questions.

“How long have you been together?” the reporter asked, you looked at Daveed as he looked at you “Half a year, i believe.” you responded, “And are you guys thinking of making a family?” they asked, both your and Daveed’s eyebrows knitted.

“Uh, we like to live in the now and not in the future.,” Daveed said pausing, “But if we did end up pregnant then yes, we’d start a family.” you nodded and smiled up at Daveed, his hand leaving yours to wrap his arm around your waist.

“I think we should get going,” Daveed nodded towards the entrance to the award show, you nodded and smiled at the people before walking off.

Daveed’s hand travelled down to your butt as he squeezed it like he’s done so many times before, you looked up at him and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him towards you. You set your lips next to his ear before whispering ‘Not here, daddy.’

His lips turned into a smirk, he moved so he was standing straight again. “I think we should, kitten.” you shook your head and leaned onto him, he smiled and started to guide you to your seat.

You both sat down as the lights dimmed and people started talking, you looked at saw the cast of Hamilton was sitting beside the two of you, you smiled at Lin before setting your head on Daveed’s shoulder as they started giving out awards.

“And best album goes to,” there was a soft pause before an audible gasp was sounded, “Daveed and Y/N!” she shouted, you smiled at Daveed and lifted yourself from the chair before walking out and into the aisle. You kissed Daveed once he was out of the aisle of chairs before the both of you walked up on stage, hand in hand.

“Oh God,” you smiled widely as you looked among the people and stared at Daveed. “If you would of told me that i was going to be standing up here with Daveed I would of laughed and walked my happy ass away,” you chuckled with the rest of the crowd. “But I’m happy to be here with him,” you smiled up at the man, a twinkle was held in his eyes as you finished the speech. “He and the fans are all of my stars and moons, i wouldnt trade anyone of them for a million dollars.” you smiled and hugged onto Daveed, he wrapped his arms around you before he let go and pulled a piece of paper from his back pocket. He unfolded it as you moved away from him.

“In the words of Lin, I am too old to freestyle,” Daveed chuckled as you slapped his arm. “But, i did write a little something.” you smiled softly and looked at him as he began to speak.

You looked at him, your eyes held love and your smile couldn’t leave your face. He looked at you before finishing. “I love this girl with all my heart,” he said before leaning down and kissing your lips.

You both walked backstage and to the award engraver thing. You held onto Daveed as he handed the award to the man and handed hi a card with your address on it, “She’s not feeling well, can you send this to us?” The man nodded as you both walked away.

“What would you say if i told you i wanted to rip that dress off of you?” Daveed asked, you looked at him and bite your lip as you walked out. “I’d tell you to do it.” Daveed smirked and walked quickly to the car, unlocking the doors he opened the passenger side door and let you in before he walked to the other side. You watched him get in, the bulge that was already starting the show, catching your eyes.

He turned the engine on and quickly sped out of the parking lot. You moved up your dress until it was bunched around your hips, going to lay your head down on his lap, Daveed smirked and looked down at you for a quick moment before he spoke.

“Are you going to suck daddies cock like the good little bitch you are?” Daveed growled out, you nodded and unbuttoned his pants. He lifted his hips slightly and allowed you to take off the extremely tight boxers and pants.

You kissed the head of his cock before taking him in your mouth. He let out a soft moan as you sucked on the lip and kitten licked the slit of his cock.

You pushed your mouth down his cock, taking most of him in your mouth. He hit the back of your throat before you choked, you head jerking forward. Daveed’s hand made contact with your head before he pushed your head down to take his whole cock.

“Oh, you usck my cock so good, baby!” he moaned, letting go of your head. You lifted your head all the way up his cock, your tongue meeting the underside of his hardened dick, you ran your tongue over the long thick vain, making him moan loudly. He moved his hand to your thigh, his hand quickly finding your covered pussy. He pushed his hand down the front of your panties before smirking.

“You’re already so wet,” he teased his finger down your slit before he spoke again.

“Did daddy do this to you?” he asked, you nodded and took his cock back in your mouth. “Are you sure? I bet someone else did.” he chuckled, you shook your head again, taking him all the way down your throat.

“I would of sworn Anthony made your pussy drip,” Daveed smirked, his finger pushed halfway into your pussy which made you moan loudly. Your head left his dick, your hand finding his throbbing dick.

He pulled his finger from your warm cunt and took it form your panties. He lifted his finger so it was in front of your face. “I bet you’re willing to do anything for your daddy, right? Anything to prove that your daddy made you this wet?” he teased, your mouth opened and looked up at him.

“Yes, daddy. I’m willing to do anything for you.”

Daveed put his finger on your lips as you spoke, you took his finger, sucking on it. You moaned at the taste of yourself, “Such a good girl.” he whispered and took his finger from your mouth, a audible ‘pop’ being heard.

He took his hand from your body and told you to get up, which you obeyed. “Put daddies cock up, we don’t want anyone to see his dick, right?” you nodded in agreement and pulled his boxers and pants back up.

You left the car once he had parked. You waited for him before walking into your apartment. Your lips met almost instantly when you closed the door to your apartment. His hands rested on your hips as yours rested behind his neck.

“You’re so hot,” he murmured against your lips while he unzipped your dress. You let out a soft hum to thank him, pulling the sleeves of the dress down your shoulders. You pulled away from him and pushed off his jacket and unbuttoned the shirt.

His hands tapped the back of your thighs, signaling you to jump. You jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist, your hands making contact with his hair. He brought you to the couch, and laid you on it. His groin grinded into your crotch. You let out a loud moan when he removed himself from you. He moved his pants and boxers from your body before he pulled your panties down.

“Your pussy is so pretty, kitten. You look so hot like this,” he smirked, “Helpless, under my control. You’re such a good whore.” you let out a whimper at his words. He sat on the opposite end of the couch, his hands pulling you up.

“Are you going to ride me?” he asked as your knees went to straddle him. You nodded, “Your words.” he whispered as he put his hand on his cock. He stroked himself and lined the head of his cock against your entrance. You let out a soft moan at the pressure before you slid down, a moan erupting from the both of you.

You allowed yourself to adjust, your eyes meeting with his as you started to grind against him. A deep growl left the safety of his lips, before they attacked your own.

You started moving a little faster, his hands finding your hips. He started to move you up and down slowly until he got you in a pace he liked. Your hands tugged on his tight curls, his lips allowing moans to spill into your mouth. You kept the pace until he moved his lips to your neck, he pressed a tough kiss to the base before sinking his teeth into your skin.

A whimper left your lips as he sucked and licked at the skin surrounding your neck. You felt a knot start to tighten in your stomach, a loud moan leaving both of your lips as he moved his fingers to your clit, rubbing fast circles.

“Are you going to cum?” he asked, “Are you going to cum for daddy?” he whimpered out making you nod quickly. He let out a loud grunt as you squeezed around him.

He lifted his hips to met yours as you came around his cock, not long after you he came. You let out a small whimper as you stopped moving. He helped lift you from him, letting out a sigh. You closed your eyes and lifted your arm to cover them.

There was a knock at the door before it opened. You both scrambled to find your close when your neighbor, Sally, walked in.

“I made you some cookies for you guy to- OH MY GOD!” she screeched and sat the cookies down before running out, slamming the door behind her.

“Please do not have any kids!” she shouted, making your eyes widened.

“That’s officially one of the most embarrassing things ever,” you whispered, Daveed chuckled and smiled before getting up. “That’s okay, maybe we should make more babies though.” he winked and picked you up, a smile wide smile playing on your faces.


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