hamilcast x reader

list of fic recs

so this is just a list of fics that i absolutely love, i will probably update it in the future but for now, this is the list!

Hamilton Characters:
Eliza Schuyler:

My Heart Went Boom by @imagineham

I Will by @hamilton4laurens

9 crimes by @helplessly-burning

Peggy Schuyler

Marry Me by @secretschuylersister

Home Run by @adothoe

Your Laugh Sounds Like Love by @helplessly-burning

Angelica Schuyler

Give Me a Chance by @protecting-my-legacy

Alexander Hamilton

Smart Mouth by @imaginebeinghamiltrash

Kiss Me Quick by @a-schuylerr

Stay Away From My Son by @saynotofics

Thomas Jefferson

And If It Never Happened (No One Has To Know) by @a-hurricane-came

I can’t, I won’t by @c-jacksonn

Charming by @daveeddiggsit

James Madison

Okay by @adothoe

Miss You by @fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines

Too Much by @imagineham

John Laurens

Through The Ages by @all-i-have-is-my-honor

Beauty and The Lawyer by @hamitome–imagines

I Slapped Your Ass in Greeting by @imagine-the-fluff

Lafayette

The Mean Marquis by @imagineham

When The Clock Strikes 12 by @hamiltryingmybest

Aaron Burr

Motherly Instinct by @insane-hamilton-imagines

Rejected by @love-doesnt-discriminate

Maria Reynolds

A Lattée on My Mind by @a-schuylerr

Hunger by @cinnamonbuneliza

Hercules Mulligan

Non-Negotiable by @manuelmiranduh

When Are You Going To Realize I Don’t Care? by @sparkintoflame

Number One Contender by @imagineham

Hercules The Lattée Boy by @onlytolive

George Washington

Surprise by @queen-of-fanfics

Meeting The Family by @imagine-the-fluff

Winter Ball by @a-blog-of-hamilton-and-writing

Philip Hamilton

Not-So-Bad Bad Boy by @imdedicatingeverydaytoyou

Hamilton Cast:

Lin Manuel Miranda

Blue Skies and Possibilities by @secretschuylersister

Chicken Nugget by @hamilbye 

The Habit of Planning by @gratitudejoyandsorrow

Okieriete Onaodowan

Stuck by @imagineham 

Peace by @manuelmiranduh

Daveed Diggs

Elevator of Shame by @onlytolive *

Don’t Drop Him! by @imagineham

Phillipa Soo

Rose by @dearhamiltons

Into You by @musicalmiranda

Starlight Grounds by @sunshinemiranda

Chris Jackson

Welcome Home by @c-jacksonn

Jasmine Cephas Jones

Understudy by @sunshinemiranda

Leslie Odom Jr.

Meet Cute by @secretschuylersister

Anthony Ramos

Here Are My Colors by @hamilton-noodles


* smut

LAFAYETTE: nobody calls marie-joseph paul yves roch gilbert du motier de lafayette, marquis de lafayette a liar!

ALEXANDER: nobody has the time

Potion No. 9

pairing: daveed x reader

requests: could you do Daveed X younger reader, where reader is like 18-20 and they start dating and the reader’s parents get really weirded out over the age difference?

summary: it’s time for daveed to meet reader’s parents. that’s it that’s really all i’ve got.

warnings: swearing, smut, semi-public/public sex, D/s, daddy kink, light bondage, praise kink

word count: 4,320

a/n: title is part of title of a sandra bullock movie but i used it as lyrics from lotus flower bomb by wale, which i recommend u start to play during the sexy time at the end ok. i know it’s barely still valentine’s day but I WROTE THIS all in one day it’s been a wild ride. i wanted to get this up ASAP but i’m messy and wanted to write one more sex scene i’m sorry buds but i hope you enjoy it anyway!!!!!!!!!!


“Are you ready, babe?” You peer into the mirror, adjusting the clasp on your necklace. The small heart-shaped garnet glints in the light and your heart flutters, remembering Daveed gifting it to you just this morning.

“Just a second,” he shouts from his bedroom. “I can’t get this fucking tie on straight!”

You snicker, tucking your lipstick into your small clutch. “Come out here and I’ll do it for you.”

Daveed grunts and shuffles out into the living room with his suit jacket draped over one arm and a sour look on his face.

“Why are you pouting?” You ask, fingers deftly untying the crooked knot and starting over again.

“I’m too old to not know how to tie my own tie,” he huffs, shoving one hand into the pockets of his dress pants.

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Blue Skies and Possibilities (Lin/Reader Soulmate AU)

Summary: In a world where you can only see color once you make physical contact with your soulmate, you’re keeping your hands to yourself. Fate has other plans.

Word Count: 8642

Note: Thank you to @the-real-tony-stank for reading this ahead of time and being so sweet and to @thatoneimaginesblog for giving me a cute idea that pops up in here and putting up with a lot of Lin pictures while this got written.


You were in the forest again.

There was light streaming through the trees, and the vivid color of the leaves told you that you were dreaming. You felt a flutter in your stomach and smiled to yourself. If there was color, that meant he would be here. You let your instincts take over and walked swiftly in the direction the creek you’d visited so many times before.

There he was, just like you knew he’d be. He turned to you with a boyish smile on his face and you felt like you had just gotten home after a long trip away. You didn’t have a name to attach to the color of his eyes, but you knew they were deep and familiar. He held out a hand to you and you grabbed it, never knowing how much time you’d have here. Tonight was a lucky one. You spent what felt like an entire summer in the woods, neither of you speaking but somehow communicating anyway.

When you heard a buzzing in the distance, you knew your time was up. You held tight to his hand, but the world around you faded anyway. The feeling of his fingers laced with yours was the last thing to slip away.

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Consider The Coconut - Lin Manuel x Reader

Request: If requests are open, can you write a fic where Lin gets too used to stealing y/n’s chapstick and then he accidentally uses it when it happens to have a color tint to it. I’m sorry if that was confusing! But I hope that made sense and that your day goes wonderfully!

Word Count: 1585ish

Author’s Note: Sorry this request took so long! I hope whoever the anon was who submitted it enjoys it! Thanks to @secretschuylersister, she’s the best and helped me a lot with this one.  #bestofwivesandbestofwomen Also, this video is important. And as always, let me know if you see any mistakes. 

Warnings: Fluff

Masterlist || Request

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5 a.m. [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

Summary: Inspired by the one time me and some friends went to McDonald’s at 5 a.m. The reader, craving junk food, drags a sleepy Lin out of bed, way too early in the morning. The breakfast menu isn’t up yet. Chaos and shenanigans ensue.

Word counter: 4,474

Warnings: None, just a really sleepy and grumpy Lin. 

Authors Notes: @sunshinemiranda - i cannot believe i got to the chance to collab with ren again??? you guys, this honestly all stemmed from this really cute story she told me and then me (being pushy and annoying as per usual) needed to get in and then this came into being!! we got so attached, we made headcanons for this, unbelievable. i still want to make a prequel. enjoy.

@alexanderhamllton - i got to collab with my girl again, can you guys BELIEVE??? I am so happy with how this turned out, we made a whole lot of headcanons (hence the mixtapes) and we really hope you guys like it! If you want more from this universe PLEASE let us know, because we would love to wirte that! 

askbox | olivia’s masterlistren’s masterlist


Lin wasn’t expecting his phone to ring at 5 in the morning. He wasn’t expecting anything but a solid sleep that he desperately needed after too many late nights full of work. Funny thing was, life had a screwed up talent at ruining expectations.

His phone lit up in the dark, vibrating against the wooden bedside table with a vicious energy. With a groan, he stabbed a button blindly and brought it to his ear without even bothering to emit a greeting. It was too early for that.

“Lin. Listen, it’s 5 am. You wanna go to McDonald’s with me?”

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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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Ice Ice Baby (Lin x Reader)

Masterlist

Summary: You injure yourself while rehearsing as Angelica and Lin insists on accompanying you to the hospital

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 2,639 

“Pippa!” Your fingers fumbled with the back of your pink dress as you sighed. It was only the first day of tech week and you already wanted to punch something.

Pippa inched her head through the small opening in the door to your dressing room, a giggle peeking through her lips. “Yes?”

A low noise of frustration escaped your throat. “How do you get this damn thing on?” You swiftly turned around to see Pippa already fitted in her baby blue dress. “What? How did you do that?!”

Pippa let out a hearty laugh as she gestured for you to turn around. “A magician never reveals her secrets, Y/N.”

“You know, everyone says you’re sweet and pure, but I think there’s something under that going on. Some sort of evil sorcery that allows you to be able to put on any dress with ease.”

She hummed in response. “So…” You felt her delicate fingers work with the complex backing of your dress. “You and Lin, huh?”

Your eyes darted around the room as your mouth opened and closed, unsure of what to say. “What about us?”

“I mean, when are you gonna tell him?” She whispered, a mischievous grin falling on her face.

“Tell him what?”

“You know.”

Your shoulders slumped; you did know. You and Lin weren’t in a relationship, as much as you wished you were. You had had a massive crush on the man who seemed to hold all the stars in his bright eyes since you auditioned for the role of Angelica. The feeling had washed over you too quickly and all at once when you first settled your eyes on him. He seemed aware and interested in everything you had to say and every move you made, as if he was afraid to forget it.

“Yeah.” You grumbled. “I don’t know, I’m sure he doesn’t like me back.”

Pippa huffed, her eyebrows furrowing as her fingers left the pieces of your dress. “Y/N, that’s just nonsense.”

You turned around as Pippa’s eyes flitted over to the door, just spotting Jon walking by.

“Oh! Groff!” She grabbed him by the arm of his intricate costume, pulling him into your dressing room. “Question.”

“What’s up?” His eyes scanned over your costumes, a kind smile spreading on his face.

“Does Lin like Y/N?”

“Oh, absolutely.” He chuckled, as if the answer was obvious. “Have you seen him lately? Can’t keep his eyes off you.”

You shook your head dismissively, crossing your arms over your chest. “There’s no way.”

Jon shrugged his shoulders, shooting you a smirk as he walked out of the room. “Don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”

“You know, you really should’ve listened to him. He’s right.”

“Sure he is. There’s no possibility Lin could like someone like me.” You bit your lip absentmindedly as you sat down, pulling on your heeled shoes.

“Heads up; we’re doing Winter’s Ball through Satisfied in five!” Lin poked his head through the door as he sent a exuberant grin towards Pippa before his eyes softened and settled on you, looking over your costume. “You’re gonna kill it.”

“But doesn’t Leslie kill it?” You beamed at Lin, sending him ironic finger guns.

“Oh my god, Y/N.” Lin’s laugh lit up the room as he ran a hand over his face, sharing a groan with Pippa. “Ah, anyways, you might wanna make your way towards the stage.” He jerked a thumb behind him.

“Copy that.” Pippa nodded, giving him a thumbs up as he walked in the same direction he had just pointed towards. As soon as he left the room, Pippa sharply turned in her chair, raising an amused eyebrow at you. “You saw the way he looked at you, right?”

You rolled your eyes, a smile plastered on your face as you stood from your chair and got adjusted to wearing the heels beneath your feet. “You’re never gonna let this go, aren’t you…?”

“Nope!” She said, popping the “p” as she walked out of the dressing room, you at her heels. Your dresses swished and swayed behind you as you walked to the side of the stage, where A Winter’s Ball was already playing. You glanced at Lin and Leslie they exchanged “heys” before you and Pippa took the stage.

Pippa’s voice rang throughout the theatre as you walked towards Lin, feigning chatter.

“Where are you taking me?” Lin turned his head towards you as you linked arms.

“I’m about to change your life.” You escorted him towards Pippa.

“Then, by all means, lead the way.”

As Lin and Pippa delivered their lines and shared a kiss, you couldn’t help but feel a slight pang of jealousy surge through you. You almost missed your cue as Helpless soon bled into Satisfied.

You dug your nails into your palm as you raised your glass, smiling at Lin and Pippa. Jasmine snuck a glance at you, lightly nudging you in the ribs. She slyly raised her eyebrows, curious as to what was distracting you.

Dismissing her suspicions, you spun to the middle of the stage. Everyone around you sang, gracefully moving in slow motion as the time shifted back to Angelica and Alexander’s meeting.

“But, Alexander, I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face.” You swiftly turned your head towards Lin, who gazed at you in mid-step.

You finished singing your lines as Lin stopped in front of you, tilting his chin up. “You strike me as a woman who’s never been satisfied.”

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, you forget yourself.” You dipped your head low, peeking up at Lin through your coated eyelashes.

“You’re like me, I’m never satisfied.”

A smirk tugged at the corner of your lips as you cocked your head to the side. “Is that right?”

“I have never been satisfied.” Lin smiled, taking your hand in his and kissing it as the company gasped. You couldn’t help the blush that rose to your cheeks as you exchanged a few more words.

Your movements were crisp as you rapped effortlessly, your shoulders held back.

“Where are you taking me?” Lin repeated as you joined him once more.

“I’m about—” your words were cut off by the painful rolling of your ankle as you collapsed at Lin’s feet. “Shit!” You hissed, staring in horror at your foot.

Lin jumped, immediately crouching down to you as Lac signaled the orchestra to cease playing. The cast instantly crowded around you as Lac, Andy, and Tommy politely pushed their way through the people surrounding you.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Lin’s eyes searched your face. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”

You inhaled sharply as you nodded vigorously. Lin and Andy grasped your upper arms as you slowly stood up, shifting your weight to your good foot.

“What happened?” Tommy’s eyes were wide in shock, flitting between your pained expression and ankle.

“As soon as we got to the next section she must’ve twisted her ankle or something.” Lin’s voice was filled with panic, his worried eyes constantly shifting to you. “Someone call an ambulance, please!”

“Already did!” You heard Anthony yell from the back of the crowd, holding his phone up.

“Thanks.” Lin breathed out, looking at you. “Took quite a tumble there,” he laughed half heartedly, desperate to lighten the mood.

You let out a breathy laugh, turning your head to face him. “Yeah, I was walking then my ankle just decided to fuck me over.”

You heard light chuckles as a man in a white uniform opened the door to the theatre. Your cast members parted from you to take a look at the sudden light that flooded the room. “Can you guys carry her, or would you like me to bring in a wheelchair?”

“Oh, no, we can—”

Lin’s voice was cut off by your words. “No, Lin, I can see that you and Andy are struggling. A wheelchair would be great, thanks.”

The man nodded, a humorous smile on his face as he closed the door. He entered a moment later, making his way to the stage as he splayed out a wheelchair in front of you. Lin and Andy slowly guided you into the chair, exchanging a few grunts of effort. “One of you can tag along with us if you’d like. You don’t have to, of course, just an option.”

“I’ll go.” Lin immediately took a step forward, red flushing his full cheeks as the cast shared knowing glances to each other. “I-I mean, it’s kinda my fault, I—”

“Yeah, yeah, you can go with your girlfriend.” Daveed sent him a toothy grin, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at you as Lin’s eyes drifted to the floor.

“Alright, let’s get you to the vehicle. My name’s Ryan, by the way.” The man in the uniform grabbed your wheelchair by its handles, maneuvering it around the twists and turns in the theatre with Lin at Ryan’s heels. He pushed you up the ramp into the back of the ambulance, waiting for Lin to enter before closing the doors and moving to another part of the . The ambulance began to move down the streets of New York towards the hospital as you and Lin exchanged some small talk.

“Oh my god—” your head snapped up, your eyes widening in realization as your fists curled in your lap.

“What’s wrong?” Lin’s head immediately turned to you.

“The show’s next week, Lin, what if I don’t heal in time? I can’t miss opening night.”

“Oh,” Lin’s voice grew quiet as his eyes darted around the room, searching for something to make you feel better. “Y/N, these are trained doctors, I’m sure they can work something out. In the case that your ankle doesn’t heal in time, anyway, we’ll make arrangements so you won’t miss the first show.”

You gaped at Lin, searching his facial features for any sign of deception. His smooth chocolate eyes bored into yours with utter seriousness. “You wouldn’t.”

“Y/N, it’s me we’re talking about, in the first person who would do this…especially for you.” His gaze suddenly found interest in the floor, a timid grin on his face. Your breath hitched in your throat, a shade of pink searing through your cheeks as a silence settled.

“Sorry to leave you guys in here alone, I’m making a few calls, heh. Have to use all the time I can since rides to the hospital are usually busy. But, this is considered a non-emergency, so it’s not as urgent. Here, I’m just gonna elevate your leg and ice your ankle. This is all kind of part of the acronym, RICE: rest, ice, compression, and elevation. Anyways, ice and elevation will reduce your swelling and minimize your pain. I’m sure the doctor will go over this with you, too.” Ryan abruptly burst in the room, an exhausted smile gracing his features as he took care of your ankle with extreme caution.

He kneeled down as his tentative hands aided your ankle, tossing intermittent phrases back and forth: “Am I hurting you?” and “You okay?” After a few minutes, he stood up, tilting his head and firmly pressing his lips together before nodding in satisfaction. “You should be good until we get to the hospital. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call for me.” He swiftly left through the door, shutting it behind him.

A thick silence between you and Lin filled the air, spare for the few clearing of throats and tapping of feet against the floor.

A sudden choked noise escaped Lin’s throat, a euphoric grin tugging at his lips as his eyes crinkled and he glanced at the ice placed over your ankle. “Ice, ice, baby!” He guffawed, slapping his knee. His laugh proved to be highly contagious as you found yourself cackling, leaning back as tears brimmed your eyes.

Dun dun dun da da dun dun,” you sputtered, the both of you throwing your heads back in hysterics.

You continued your conversation with ease, mostly because Lin was always easy to talk to. He leaned forward in anticipation, clinging onto every word you said and nodding his head eagerly. You soon reached the hospital, Ryan ushering you through the doors and to your room where a doctor greeted you. She introduced herself politely, shaking both yours and Lin’s hands with a firm grip.

She quickly hopped onto the computer in the room, thoroughly explaining that you needed x-rays to determine what you did to your ankle. She rolled her chair over to you, examining your ankle more thoroughly than Ryan had. She wheeled you out of the room, transferring you to an almost identical room with multiple machines residing in it. She went through the procedure of taking your x-ray with you before leaving you in the first room with Lin as she scanned over the x-rays.

The doctor emerged from the hallway, her hand immediately reaching for the mouse attached to the computer as she clicked numerous times until an image of the bones in your ankle appeared on the screen.

“Okay well, good news, your ankle is not broken. On here, there weren’t any fractures to be found. But when I was examining it, there was a lot of tenderness and limited range of motion. So, bad news, your ankle is still sprained.” She delved deeper into your recovery, what you could do to aid your ankle in healing faster and how to take care of it.

You and Lin alternated between nodding and asking questions, until you cleared your throat before speaking.

“One more thing, uh,” you fidgeted, suddenly aware of your clammy palms as you gestured to Lin. “We’re both running through rehearsals for a Broadway show that’s due for its opening night next week. Do you think I’d be able to be dancing by then?”

“Oh!” She snapped her fingers in realization, nodded her head quickly. “Yes, most likely. This is a grade one sprain, so it will take about seven to ten days to heal. As long as you keep an eye on the swelling and take good care of your ankle, you should be fine. Is that it?”

“Yes,” you smiled graciously. “Thank you so much.”

She shook both of your hands as she opened the door. “As soon as you’re ready you can go to the front desk, pay, and I can provide you with the supplies you’ll need. Alright?”

As soon as she was out of your line of sight, you and Lin collectively sighed in relief, shooting each other a bright smile.

“See, I told you things would work out.” Lin crouched down next to you to reach your height in the chair. He took your hands in his, rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles, which were white from clenching your fists out of anxiousness. His warm touch instantly soothed you.

You nodded appreciatively, looking at Lin with a great adoration in which he returned. His eyes scanned over you, filled with an indescribable love and kindness that flooded your chest with warmth. He leaned forward, his hot breath fanning your cheeks as his eyes leveled with yours.

“Would now be a bad time to kiss you?” Lin’s voice was a soft murmur, his dilated gaze shifting from your slightly ajar lips to your admiring eyes.

“Not a chance.” You whispered against Lin’s lips which eagerly, yet gently, pressed against yours. Your hands found their way to the back of his neck, his cupping your face as the pads of his thumbs caressed your cheeks. You felt him smile against your lips as you sighed into the kiss. You pulled away slowly as Lin’s hands still lingered.

You both broke into exuberant grins, your cheeks burning as Lin looked up at you. “I should’ve done that a lot sooner.”

The Meeting of the Waters

pairing: lin-manuel miranda x reader

summary: lin buys a late 18th century piano during the writing process for hamilton, and when he gets it home, he’s surprised to find there’s a ghost attached to it. reader has been attached to her piano for hundreds of years, and is thrilled to talk about her good friend eliza hamilton with the genius who purchased her piano.

warnings: swearing, and i think that’s it idk do ghosts need to be tagged is that a thing

word count: 5,308

a/n: this is for the @hamwriters write-a-thon day one!!! AH okay i haven’t seen anyone write a ghost AU fic yet, so i don’t know how well received this will be BUT i really like it and i hope you guys do too (if u don’t pls be nice to me i’m fragile)


The lights of the George Washington Bridge glow in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark waters of the Hudson. Lin grunts as he pushes the piano up against the window of his studio apartment, leaning an arm on the top of the piano to peer out at the view.

“To be honest, the piano looked better against the wall,” you pipe up from your perch on the arm of the worn out leather sofa.

Lin spins around quickly, a startled look etched on his face. “Who’s in here?”

“Hi there,” you wave your hand, a small smirk on your face, before you stand. You smooth out your skirts and take a few steps toward him.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?” He takes a few quick steps backwards as you approach, his back colliding with the wall.

“Relax,” you hold up your hands in a show of benevolence. “I come with the piano.”

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The Old College Try (Lin/Reader roommate AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part One: In which there are rooming assignment mishaps, salsa dancing, and Lunchables.  

You can find Part Two here!

You can find Part Three here!

Note: Write-a-thon Day 1! This can probably stand alone, but I’m tentatively calling it Part 1 out of 3. College!Lin is hard to walk away from, and I have plans for him.

Rating: T

Words: 2803

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● masterlist ●

i was made aware my masterlist is not mobile friendly so I’m making this post to fix that! this will be updated whenever i post something new. 


Jasmine Cephas-Jones

Oneshots:

  • Fire - reader meets Jasmine in the bathroom of a club and she’s as captivating as she can be.
  • Looking at Her - reader goes to a museum searching for inspiration. (platonic)
  • First of Many -  everything changes when your manager sets you up to be Jasmine’s fake ‘rebound’ relationship.

Jordan Fisher

Oneshots:

  • Movie Night - Jordan and reader have a movie night after she finds out he has never watched ‘Titanic’.
  • We’ll Manage - reader has to ask Jordan to go with her to a family gathering after they break up.
  • Maybe Someday - your new neighbor is a guitar player and his music became the soundtrack of your days.

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Oneshots:

  • Annotations - reader finds a book full of notes on the subway, turns out the owner is no one other than our Lin-Manuel Miranda.
  • Velvet Box - reader is opening presents on christmas night and Lin has a big surprise.
  • Just Breathe - reader has an anxiety attack and Lin is there to comfort her.
  • Pancakes and Coffee - reader got stood up by her date and Lin is there to save her.
  • Bears, Boxes and Broken Bones - Lin invites mom!reader to move in with him.
  • Something Here - reader is way younger than Lin, when they get together she has to earn the cast’s trust.
  • Stuck Together - reader and Lin get stuck in an elevator together.
  • Golden Dress - [smut!] Reader is Lin’s date for a pre-Oscars party and decides there’s no better way to celebrate than with a little teasing. (collab with @down4usnavy)
  • The Swap - [bodyswap!au] when the unimaginable happens and you see yourself trapped inside your best friend’s body, magic doesn’t seem like child’s play anymore.
  • After Hours - you have a key to the theatre, and sometimes you go there when you need to think. Apparently so does he. (collab with @sunshinemiranda)
  • 5 a.m. - The reader, craving junk food, drags a sleepy Lin out of bed, way too early in the morning. (collab with @sunshinemiranda)
  • 3, 30, 300 - A new phase of your life begins as you move to an apartment in New York with an unknown roommate.

Series: 

  • Jersey //  Feels Like Home - you’re a journalist and your neighbor is playing music too loud, you go to complain and turns out he is writing a musical.
  • Gate 24B  // Only a Moment Away - reader meets lin on her way to london, not knowing who he is.
  • A Lovely Night - Chapter One // Chapter Two - what happens when Lin’s path and yours cross while trying to make it into Broadway?
  • Beyond the Sunrise - Chapters masterlist - Mixed up orders leads to a new and unexpected person in your life (collab with @manuelmiranduh)

Okieriete Onaodowan

Oneshots:

  • Summer Rain - what else are you supposed to do but run in the rain after finding out you’ve been in love with your best friend?
  • Piece of HeavenOak helps you with your maid of honor speech for your best friend’s wedding.
  • Knockout - Reader is a boxer and the cast of Rocky start to train in the same gym, one of them catching your attention.  (collab with @imagineham)

Rafael Casal: 

Oneshots:

  • Barcelona - Nostalgia hits when you receive a very important call from work. 
I Bet I Could

Pairing: Anthony x Reader

Requested?: Nope! Someone thought Ale was my “best friend who gave me orgasms” and then this happened.

Summary: None of your partners have ever satisfied you in bed. Anthony wants to fix that. (This is a smut) 

Warnings: oral sex, fingering, hickeys, biting, hair pulling, teasing, slight dirty talk (barely)

Words: 5.2k+ (whoops)

A/N: I don’t even have anything to say about this. Enjoy the sin yall. (Shout out to Ale for being my bomb ass beta)

Tags: @dysfunctionalfangirl @icanneverbesatisfied @catastrophiclimabean @patron-saintof-sluts @fanficsj @butlinislin @daveeddiggsit @nadialinett14 @librarychild @spidey-boii @me-hoy-me-trash @serkewen12 @daveedish @anthonyramosobc @autistic-alien @runnerriley @hamilsquad-writings @thegirlonhamilton


There was seldom anything you kept from Anthony. He’s been your closest friend since birth. You grew up attached at the hip – going to the same schools and living next door to each other. When Anthony was accepted into a performing arts college with a full scholarship you celebrated for hours at his house. When you were accepted to your dream college, he snuck a bottle of champagne into your house and you both drank away in your room until the bottle was empty.

The only downfall was you would be going to college out of state. It would be the first time there was a lot of distance between you two, he wouldn’t be a 2 minute walk from you anymore. This was something you avoided dealing with for as long as you could. Then move-in day came and the van was full of your stuff. You stood in your bare room, mentally placing every item you removed back in its spot.

“It’s so desolate.”

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dating anthony headcanons

PET !! NAMES !!

  • he would call you a different pet name every day
  • like sweetie, honey, love, babe, and stuff like that
  • sometimes you would ironically call each other things like sweet cheeks or smth
  • just ridiculous pet names !! but mostly really cute

he would spoil the shit out of u

  • like he would get you everything you want like u want shoes ?? ha he’s gonna get them
  • or you wanna go to a concert or something ?? he’s taking you and there’s nothing you can do about it

cuddles !! he would always want to cuddle you

  • like it doesnt matter if both of you are really busy 
  • hes gonna find a way to cuddle and still get shit done
  • because hes lowkey very clingy

he would insist on cooking something together all the time

  • “c’mon lets bake cookies!!! or make a cake!! lets make pancakes!!”
  • “anthony if you make a mess im gonna kick u out”
  • “who do u think i am i would never” *throws an egg at you*
  • but you like cooking with him anyway bc its always really fun

he would break into a song as if this was high school musical

  • mostly with stuff like you could say “how does-”
  • and hes being a nerd like “a bastard, orphan…”
  • which sometimes is annoying but its mostly really cute

he doesnt know how to take a compliment 

  • “anthony youre cute”
  • “whos anthony”
  • he would be a blushing mess and start mumbling and just,,, hes a mess
  • “ha im not cute i mean theres people cuter than me right ha what”

when he compliments you its a different story

  • you would be like drinking tea and be like “yikes this is hot”
  • and hes like “like you”
  • and you would look at him and see him smirking and just really proud of himself for that
  • its adorable honestly

i wanna date anthony ramos.

Dye For You

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Word Count: 2101

Warnings: Language

Summary: Soulmate AU where your hair color is identical to your soulmates. If Person A dyes their hair blue, Person B wakes up with blue hair. You wake up to a rainbow of colors.

A/N: Whenever I can’t think of a good title I just make bad puns. Hah. Enjoy! Requests are open!

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“How long do you think it’s gonna take Oak to get shit-faced tonight?” Anthony asked, looking towards Daveed, who sat at the bar stool next to his own.

The guys of the cast had set up shop at a bar after not getting together for a while, and Oak was definitely drinking enough for the entire group.

“It depends. Under two hours. At least,” Daveed replied, gesturing down the bar where Oak sat, flirting with a bartender under the prospect of getting free drinks. Lin stood next to him, watching on.

“Nah. I think he’ll last. Over 2 hours.” Anthony countered, sipping his beer.

“Really? I don’t believe you.” Daveed narrowed his eyes. “Have you seen him? I’m sure he’s already tipsy.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Depends, what are the terms and what happens if I lose?” Daveed replied, drinking out of his own beer.

“He usually ends up hitting on literally anyone when he’s drunk. As soon as he does, we check the time. If it’s past,” Anthony glanced at his phone. “-11 o’clock, I win. If I do, you dye your hair. Temporary, of course. We have a show tomorrow. At least through rehearsal and the Ham4Ham show. I’m thinking pure rainbow. ROYGBIV. It’ll be perfect.”

“That’s harsh. I haven’t met my soulmate, I imagine this would make them hate me. Hopefully, they won’t care. Whatever. I’ll win. And when I do, you have to dye your hair. Deal?” Daveed asked, offering his hand. He was willing to risk a lot for a simple bet, but it was just who he was. Even if it meant risking his soulmate’s hair.

It was a weird quirk of society. Soulmates had the same color of hair. Whatever changes were made to one party’s hair happened to the other’s. For example, if one person died their hair blue, their soulmate’s hair would change blue as well. This made dying your hair very frowned upon, along with any drastic changes to body appearance.

Anthony stopped, thinking for a minute. “You’re on. Deal.” He reached out, shaking Daveed’s hand. The two turned to watch the storm go down. Oak was taking shots; Daveed was confident he would win.


“I’m going to fucking kill my soulmate when I meet them, I swear. My interview’s today! I’m never gonna get the job now, Sara.” You vented into the phone to your best friend, fingers clawing through your hair. You had woken up to find rainbow colored hair covering your head on the day of a very important interview.

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WHEN YOU WRITE A REALLY GOOD FANFIC BUT

IT DOESNT GET ENOUGH NOTES BECAUSE ITS ABOUT A CELEBRITY/CHARACTER NO ONE (HARDLY) CARES OR GIVE THE PROPER ATTENTION

Originally posted by 13reasonsscenes

ALSO, THERE ARENT EHOUGH OF THEM.

Mornings(Lafayette x Reader)

You cuddled to the cold space beside you, expecting Gilbert to be there. Groaning, you lazily picked yourself up and grabbed the nearest shirt you can reach. Realizing it was his shirt you grabbed, you inhaled the scent you always loved about him. What happened the night before might explain why all your clothes were in a shitstorm on the floor.

You got out of the bedroom and went immediatly to the kitchen, hearing some cooking going on. From behind, you wrap your arms around Lafayette, who’s intensely focused on his cooking.

“What are you cooking, babe?” You ask, nuzzling your face between his shoulder blades.

“Breakfast, mon amour. Last night must have exhausted you.” He chuckled, placing a soft kiss on your temple. His morning voice was just one of the reasons why you love waking up.

“Uhuh. Still amazing though.” You say, now walking towards the refrigerator. You hear him chuckle again, slightly shaking his head.

“You did phenomenal as well.” He answers. You walk back to the counter beside him and jumped on this. Watching Gilbert cook made him 10 times hotter than he already is.

“Y/N, what are you eating?” He asks, noticing the small bucket of ice cream in your hand.

“Breakfast.” You smirk, mocking what he said earlier. You slowly put the spoon with ice cream in your mouth.

“It’s early morning. That’s bad for your health, mon ange.” He says, glancing back at you, not wanting to ruin his cooking.

“I don’t want you as my nutritionist, Gilbert. Being my boyfriend is enough.” You smile, knowing that disobeying him annoys Laf.

“Y/N.” Gilbert says, showing a stern expression on his face.

“What are you gonna do about it?” You tease him once again. Lafayette turns off the stove and moved in between your legs. His face dangerously(or not) close to yours. He examines you from head to toe, finally looking back to your eyes with a smirk on his face.

“You’re wearing my shirt.” He whispers, placing his hands on your thighs.

“I don’t care.” You put your arms around his neck.

“Yeah keep it on. My shirts look hot on you.” He says, before finally placing a passionate kiss on your lips. You grab the nape of his neck and move to the edge of the counter to deepen the already hot kiss. You hear him moan softly making you smirk into the kiss. He places his hands on your back, pulling you closer.

After a few minutes, which only felt like seconds to both of you, he pulled away. He softly placed his forehead on yours.

“Coffee crumble tastes better when it’s on your lips, amour.” He chuckles. You lightly slap his shoulder.

“Jesus fucking christ, Laf. You’re disgusting.” You push him away. He kissed you again, sweeter and less intense than the last.

“And yet you love me.” He winks, continuing his cooking.

You couldn’t help but agree. You wouldn’t want anyone else except him.