Because I’m self indulgent
In my defense, @secretschuylersister started it [And yes, it is based off of The Tag, her Legendary tag, id you could not tell by the title]
Lin x reader (I think? I mean, it kind of turned out more Daveed x readerish. I was thinking that if people actually like this, I might do a second part and put more Lin in it… Unless y’all want it to be a Daveed fic? That works too.)
Warnings: probably OOCish characters (
Taylor included? Not sure if she swears… Never mind yes she does) Sexual references, hardcore shipping, fangirl Daveed, some swearing (okay, lots of swearing) - that’s it, I think
Confession time: I was the anon who sent in the idea for the plow me fic when the other anon requested it in a prompt
I have no regrets
Summary: The Hamilcast finds out about something that they maybe shouldn’t have
Special thanks to @timeforhamilton who let me send this for her for advice and encouraged me to keep going, @secretschuylersister for answering my questions for “research” and @on-written-wings for her oh-so-helpful Industrial Revolution list! If you haven’t met any of them, check them out! They’re all awesome! :)
Words: 2188, I believe
“But why not?” Daveed pressed.
“Because it’s creepy!” Anthony defended. “Why would I look up Lin?”
“Trust me, the results are very amusing.”
“How exactly would you know that, Diggs?”
“I’ll give you three guesses… And ten dollars if you do it.”
Anthony sighed, folding under the promise of money for his troubles.
Daveed grinned, letting out a fist pump into the air.
“The things I do for you people…” Anthony breathed, even as he pulled his laptop closer to him, Google already getting up and running.
His fingers began to lazily drift over the keys, but after a few seconds, they stopped, a smirk curling on his face as his eyebrows lifted further.
“Oh, Diggs, you were right.”
“Why? What’d you find?” Daveed asked eagerly, moving so he could see the screen, eager for the scoop on something he might’ve missed.
Sitting there, all too innocently in the search bar, were the unfinished words Lin-Manue.
In the drop down list of frequent searches just below it, from the bottom up, it went lin-manuel miranda net worth, lin-manuel miranda drunk history, lin-manuel miranda moana, lin-manuel miranda, and, at the very top of the list, securing it’s spot as the most searched topic with his name on it, lin-manuel miranda plow me.
The two shared a mischievous look, devious grins slowly growing on their faces.
It took all of two seconds for them to silently agree, and immediately afterwards, Anthony had furiously clicked the first option, repeatedly doing so until the next page had loaded.
Scrolling down, he murmured, “So, Tumblr is the blue void from whence this came, eh? Let’s see if we can find out where this started…”