john or james

“Here come the smoulder”


About this piece…

It was meant to be a serious one

I was just sketching around to see what I got, and with this end result all I could think of were the really cheesy romance novel covers were they stare intently at each other for no reason


so I fixed it

…I think

~Hamilton Fanfic Prompts~

Okay, so I’m going to take requests for the hamilsquad(and TJEFF’s group) and the hamilcast. I’m going to put a list of prompts/ideas. If you want a certain prompt/idea for a certain person comment the number with the person’s name. Also, there will most likely be cussing. Just saying.

I will mark the ones that have been done, but feel free to request them again!

1. “You have got to be shitting me.”
2. “Why did you have to be a smart person?!”
3. “Why in the hell are you drinking at this hour?!”
4. “Awesome……Wow……..”
5. “Take a break dammit!”
6. “Shit, I’m sorry.”
7. “Why are you being so nice to someone like me?”
8. “Dueling is stupid.”
9. “Does Jefferson know?”
10. “Damn, I’d tap that!”
11. “Why is school so boring?”
12. “Je t'aime….”
13. “How did you manage to be this stupid?”
14. “Your hair is so soft!”
15. “Is that even a sport?”
16. “What are you writing about?”
17. “Why do you always stay up so late?”
18. “That’s a stupid rule.”
19. “How are you so pretty?”
20. “What the in the hell are you wearing?!”
21. “How long are we going to be here?”
22. “This is why I love you.”
23. “Stop running so fast!”
24. “Can we keep it?”
25. “Why is that ‘thing’ in my room?”
26. “You are so adorable!”
27. “I’m dying of blood loss…”
28. “We can’t tell my brother!”
29. “It’s not on the lines!”
30. Why do you always have to gang up on me?“
31. "How is your hair better than mine?”
32. “You wanna go!?”
33. “What are you even saying?”
34. “Do that again.”
35. “Hold me back!”
36. “How are you so tall?”
37. “Sharpen my pencil!”
38. “Why are you so serious all the time?”
39. “Nothing’s more contagious than laughter!”
40. “Fuck, these are my only clothes!”
41. “Are those my clothes?”
42. “Don’t touch that!”
43. “Not in that drawer!”
44. “We ate that yesterday!”
45. “My life is ruined…”
46. “Kill me now.”
47. “Don’t just stand there!”
48. “Help me up asshole!”
49. “Just kiss me already!”
50. “I didn’t want you to say goodbye.”
51. “I’ll show you…”
52. “Can you even talk? You’re always so quiet.”
53. “Who are you?”
54. “I’ll show you where my shoe fits!”
55. “Don’t tell me to shut up!”
56. “Don’t you dare touch me!”
57. “I can’t see anything…”
58. “What do you mean you’re from the 19th century?”
59. “I can’t believe I did that…”
60. “Could you kindly get the fuck away from me for a moment?”
61. “What in the hell did you write that for?”
62. “Can you not touch me there please?”
63. “Women have rights too!”
64. “I’m a dead girl walking!”
65. “This is seriously the best play I’ve ever seen!”
66. “Don’t you know how to clean?”
67. “What’s an anime?”
68. “There is so much to teach you.”
69. “Why so flirty all of a sudden?”
70. “Why that song and why right now?”
71. “What kind of snack is that?
72. "Put a shirt on!”
73. “I would bear your children if only you’d let me!”
74. “Are you gonna help me with this or what?”
75. “Pick up all this garbage!”
76. “Is that the best you can do?”
77. “Why are you not wearing any pants!?”
78. “Can you please shut the hell up?!”
79. “We always eat that!”
80. “Happy birthday! Wait it was last week? Happy late birthday!”
81. “Now is the time to stand!”
82. “Why are we debating about this when I’m obviously right?”

83. “There’s basically nothing in the fridge…”
84. “You’re nothing without ____ behind you…”
85. “I’m cracking under all this stress!”
86. “_____, my first friend. My Enemy.”
87. “What is that red stuff on your hands?”
88. “The emperor has no clothes…”
89. “I want to give you a word of warning.”
90. “I don’t know what you heard, but whatever it is ___ started it!”

91. “You can finally speak your mind!”
92. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-OKAY that’s it!”
93. “Everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree.”
94. “One last time…”
95. “I may have committed many errors…”
96. “The ever-favorite object of my heart.”
97. “I’m going home!”
98. “Say goodbye…”
99. “What the hell does P.F.U.D.O.R. stand for?”
100. “He’s just a friend!”
101. “I wasn’t aware that was something a person could do…”
102. “I know him!”
103. “They all look small…”
104. “President ____. Yeah right, like that will happen!”
105. “What is this?!”
106. “You don’t even know what you’re asking me to confess!”
107. “Unless……”
108. “Um…..Yes?”
109. “At least my papers are orderly!”
110. “Rumors only grow…”
111. “Why is it so quiet?”
112. “I wrote ____ love letters until they fell.”
113. “I can’t seem to die.”
114. “Wait for it!”
115. “That’s one less thing to worry about!”
116. “I’m not here for you!”
117. “God, I hope you’re satisfied!”
118. “Have you read this?”
119. “Be careful with that one love…”
120. “You brought this girl into our bed!”
121. “You’ll catch flies.”
122. “Leave me alone!”
123. “Go away!”
124. “Excuse me!”
125. “Service the customers!”
126. “I’m about to pee on myself! Stop!”
127. “What in the heck kinda app is that?!”
128. “Is that velvet?”
129. “Does your hair smell good?”
130. “Just blowing off some steam.”
131. “I touched the butt…”
132. “What the hell is a weenis?!”
133. “I’m ready, let’s go!”
134. “There’s too much snow!”
135. “Let’s build a lego house!”

You can also give me your own prompt as long as it’s only a one sentence prompt. Please request I’m really bad at coming up with ideas!

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Ayy, it’s the guy who wrote five.

Never thought I’d make a fan character for this musical (if this can even be considered a fan character), but I did, so here’s my design for John Jay.

@crashandburrnart also has an adorable and soft design for him, so I drew ‘em together.

,,daily reminder that I actually did this.

Glide (Mulligan x Reader) 5

Words: 2500+

Warnings: cussing, blood

A/N: i literally have nothing to say this time lol

Part: One Two Three Four


“Thomas?” You said, taking your hands off your head. He smiled, nodding. “What happened to you, why are you like this?” He shrugged, picking up his cane from the floor. He swung it in a circle, his face unreadable.

“It’s because you left me behind, Y/N. You made me like,” he gestured to himself, “this piece of shit you see right now. Well, you could at least admit that I’m a handsome piece of shit.” He winked at you.

“Stop joking around, Tommy,” he flinched at the nickname, his hand tightening into a fist.

“You don’t deserve to call me that.”

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Breaking... Ch. 11

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A/N: AHHHH THIS CHAPTER TOOK LONGER THAN EXPECTED I HOPE YOU LIKE IT EVERYONE!!!

Wordcount: 3214

Warnings: Cursing, questioable decisions, plot

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Breaking Theories

The haze you had fallen into slowly lifted off of your fatigued body. Why is it so damn hot? You stretched out your body, which was surprisingly difficult due to the immense amount of blankets laying on top of you. You pushed them off of you and sat up, your body feeling stiff. What the hell happened? I don’t know how much more of this crap I can take. These outbursts keep getting worse and they hurt like hell… Why can’t the late 1700s have internet?! You pushed yourself off the bed and wobbled towards the door, your legs were still feeling a bit weak. Just as you were about to open the door you heard a voice somewhere close by. You quietly opened the door and peeked your head out to find the voice, or more accurately the voices. You looked towards the stairs and found Alex and Rachel talking to each other.

“I’m worried Alexander… I don’t know if I take care of her, I don’t even know what’s wrong!” Rachel exclaimed.

“I understand Rachel; I am worried about Titania as well. Since you refuse to allow me to stay until she awakes I can only trust you to help her. I believe in you, your strong, resourceful and have a good head on your shoulders, you’ll know exactly what to do when the time comes.” Alex tried to reassure her but she looked troubled. He sighed and continued. “I only saw your mother a few times while she was alive but I can easily say you are the spitting image of her, you even have her name. However, whenever I look at you I only see your father. You’re a fighter, I know you’ll persevere.” Alex smiled, Rachel smiled back.

“Thank you Mr. Hamilton.” She said hopefully Alex chuckled.

“You know you don’t have to call me Mr. Hamilton, Alexander works just fine. Just because you’re an adult now doesn’t mean I am any less of your friend.” Rachel looked down for a moment, almost like she was debating something.

“Very well, Alexander you better hurry up. The coach will be here soon and we do not want to keep the children waiting.” Aw, I’m glad they’re on good terms again. Alex smiled down at her but the look on his face gave you the impression that he had more decide.

“Actually Rachel, there is something more I must tell you.” Just after he said that he leaned down and whispered into her ear. You could see his lips moving but you couldn’t hear what he was saying. When Alex straightened his posture Rachel’s eyes suddenly perked up.

“Wait, are you serious? That’s unbelievable…” What’s unbelievable damn it?!

“Your father was a very caring man; he would never leave you without giving you something useful. I believe you are old enough to have this responsibility. Now come, Betsy will want to say goodbye to you as well.” He turned and began to walk down the stairs, Rachel following close behind him. You quietly stepped out of the room and closed the door behind you. You walk toward the stairs and heard the bustling and excited voices of the family below. You slowly descended the stairs and saw everyone rushing about in the main room. Everyone except for Philip, he was sitting at the base of the stairs, you could only see him from the back but by the way his shoulders were slumped you could tell he was glum. Angie was wearing her baby pink under dress, white gloves and matching hat. She bounced around excitedly with AJ in his light brown vest and coat, you’d never seen him wear a hat until now, it looked too big on him. Jamie and Johnny were standing by Eliza, they were wearing similar outfits to AJ except Jamie’s was a dull red and Johnny’s was a baby blue. Eliza had on her greenish blue under dress with her hair pulled back into a loose braid. Angelica looked really similar to Angie, especially since their clothes were practically identical. Rachel was holding Willy, wrapped up in his little white bundle, she was the first one to notice you looking out at the scene.

“Y/N? Oh, praise you’re awake!” She looked like could finally breathe.  Everyone looked over at you with relief, Philip specifically jumped up from his spot and climbed up to you.

“Star! How are you? Are you well rested? Are you still cold? Do you need to eat? You have been asleep since yesterday! Oh my, you look pale! Do you need my jacket? Because I could-“ You grabbed his hand and shushed him.

“Sunshine I’m alright. You can slow down a bit. And to answer your questions; yes, no, not yet, and no I do not need your jacket.” I can’t believe I made him this worried…I’m so sorry Philly… You gave his hand a comforting squeeze, he sighed and clutched into his chest.

“Thank goodness… I couldn’t sleep a wink last night! When I saw you on the ground yesterday I was scared out of my wits! You were cold to the touch… my anxieties got the best of me that night…” It’s moments like these that I remember how much younger he is compared to me. Physically it’s only three years but emotionally it must be over two hundred and fifty! I need to stop getting him all worked up… You looked up at him sadly.

“I’m sorry Philly, I don’t know what got into me there.” You weren’t lying, nothing about this situation made any sense to you.

“That’s quite alright, I’m simply happy that you are in better health! I’m glad I got a chance to see you before we leave!” He smiled blissfully at you as he helped you down the rest of the steps to meet with the others. Eliza had her arms wrapped around you in an instant.

“I’m so glad that you are up and about dear! You gave us all quite a fright!” Next it was Angie, hugging you by the waist.

“TT! You’re back! You didn’t get to help me get dressed but that’s ok! I’m going to miss you but never fear! I shall be back by your side when the frost passes!” All the boys came rushing at you at once. AJ looked happy, Jamie looked worried and Johnny was almost in tears. You kneeled down and scooped all of them up in your arms. Poor Johnny, he looks scared to death. You pulled away and wiped the tears from his eyes.

“Hey now Johnny! No need to cry over me, I’m just fine, see?” He looked and you and sheepishly nodded his head. Alexander walked into the room after turning out of the hall, carrying a satchel that he didn’t have before.

“Titania? You’re awake!” He ran over to you gave you a comforting hug. You patted him on the back to assure him of your safety.

“Alex, I’m ok, really.” You heard loud footsteps from outside and the door busting open. That seems to be a running theme in this house… It was Hercules and Cato.

“Alright everyone, the coach is ready! Everything is already packed in!” He looked over and noticed you. “Y/N? It’s good that you’re up, I heard about what happened. I’m glad to see that you’re in higher spirits!” He exclaimed. You gave him a warm smile. He’s a precious teddy bear oh geez! Rachel looked over at Cato and trotted over to Eliza, handing Willy over to her. She made her way over to you and leaned in close to your ear.

“I can’t let anyone get suspicious. When everyone is saying their goodbyes tell Cato, yes, he’ll know what it means.” She whispered and then walked past you toward the children. Rachel gave each of them a hug but it lasted a little bit longer than you expected. She’s pretty affectionate today, huh? She looked somewhat sad as she walked over to Eliza, hugging her side and saying something in her ear and then doing the same for Alexander. She really isn’t acting like herself… She didn’t even look at Cato as she made her way over the stairs. Something really isn’t right here… All the younger kids skipped over to you, you gave each of them a gentle pat on the head and told them you’d see them very soon. As they all ran out of the room, throwing their cloaks and coats on, Eliza used her free arm to give you a hug.

“Take care of the house, dear. We shall be back before you know it!” Alex helped her with her own cloak and she walked out to the carriage.

“Be careful while we’re away, alright Titania?” Alex instructed.

“Already got it covered… Dadexander!” He shook his head at your joke.

“Honestly, your word play is simply ridiculous!” He’s holding in his smile; I see you Alex! He pulled on his extra coat and followed Eliza outside, Philip was the only one left. He stepped over to you but something about his movement told you that he wasn’t too happy. Maybe it was the unusual way his shoulders were slumped, maybe it was the exaggerated steps he was taking, maybe it was how he held his arms behind his back, or maybe it was just because you knew Philip.

“I could still convince them to bring you with us, you’d like it upstate! You could meet my grandfather too, I’m sure father would be alright with letting you come-“ You shushed him, pulled his right arm from behind his back and held his hand.

“No Philly, you know I can’t go with you. It’ll only be for a couple of months, I’ll be back by your side in no time! Besides, Rachel would be lonely without me here to keep her company.” He intertwined your fingers and sighed.

“I know… I’m just worried about you is all!”

“You don’t have to worry about me. If anything I should be worried! What are you going to do without me there to make sure you don’t get into trouble?” You joked, he didn’t seem to find it funny.

“I have no idea…” You wrapped your right arm around his back, hoping that your embrace will reassure him.

“It’ll be okay; you can always write to me if that makes you feel better? After all, you do have a way with words.” You pulled away and saw a faint smile on his spotted cheeks. That’s more like it… Smiles fit you better than anything else. He let go of your hand and held his arm out to you.

“If that’s the case than I would like to at least have you escort me out, will you do me the honors?” He asked with a cheeky grin. And we’re back! You linked arms and began to walk towards the door. Everyone was outside, there were two carriages and the kids were trying to figure out who they were riding with. You saw Cato helping Eliza into the carriage, you parted from Philip.

“I’ll be right back; I have to check the luggage.” He nodded as you made your way over to Cato; once you stood by his side you whispered to him.

“Rachel wanted me to let you know that she says yes.” You pulled back and saw him literally holding in his joy. He looked like a kid on Christmas, like stupidly happy, it was great. He nodded excitedly.

“Thank you so much for telling me! This is fantastic!” He hurriedly ran over to Hercules, who was helping the Angelicas into the second carriage. Phillip made his way over to you, he must have decided to ride with his parents. You were going to say something but you were surprised when Philip grabbed both of your shoulders and pressed his lips to your forehead, holding you there like that for a moment. You didn’t move, for that matter you couldn’t, your heart skipped a beat. He moved his head away and looked down at you.

“I shall write to you every day and think of you every night when I look up to the shimmering sky. Wait for me until spring approaches, my shining star.” He hopped into the carriage and closed the door behind him as you took a step back. The coachmen had the horses pull the multicolored carriages out onto the empty roads.

“I’ll see you soon sunshine…” You spoke to yourself as the sounds of wheels and hooves got softer, the colors getting smaller and smaller. You didn’t notice how nippy the air was due to how warm your cheeks and heart felt. You heard Rachel call to you from the door.

“Y/N! What are you doing? Do you wish to fall ill?” You snapped back to reality and hurried back into the house, Rachel closing the door behind you, she looked nervous.

“So? What did he say? Was he happy? Was he upset? Did I wait too long?”

“Whoa, calm down Ray, he was extremely happy! Now you have to tell me what he was so excited about!” She seemed to shy away slightly. Okay Rachel is never shy, what’s going on? She sighed.

“I’ll tell you if you promise not to freak out and get mad at me.”

“Okay, I promise. I won’t freak out and I will never be at you. Now spill it, sister.” She took a deep breath blurted it all out at once.

“Cato and are going to run away together, we leave at the end of December!” What? WHAT?! She nodded her head happily as she read your surprised expression.

“S-Seriously? Rachel! That’s wonderful! Congratulations!” You wrapped your arms around her and squeezed her tightly. She hugged back and both you jumped up and down joyously. You separated and there were tears of joy rolling out of her green eyes.

“Thank you so much for being so supportive! I really need that tight now!” She sniffled.

“Of course I’m supportive! You’re my friend and you’re in love! Wait…why do you need support? Is something wrong?”

“It’s complicated… I’m going to him, I’ll walk if I have to, the problem is the cold. I’d probably die trying to get there… Oh no, I haven’t thought about this thoroughly!” She exclaimed. Idea! I have an idea! I love my brain!

“I’ll help you! There’s still a few horses in the stable, we can ride there together! I’ll even help you pack and everything!” You smiled at her, she looked relieved. The two of you agreed to the plan, a blissful feeling washing over you.

             For the rest of that December, the two of you talked. Talked about everything she had to do. As the frost grew outside the plans started to fall through. Rachel wrote a letter to each of the family members. It took her days to figure out what to say to them, it wasn’t until you reassured that you could always write to them and most likely see them some time in the future that she was able to relax long enough to write. She gave you one of her old cloaks, the snow outside was quickly piling up. On the morning Rachel pulled you aside from your last minute preparations.

“There’s one last thing we need to get, follow me.” She said as you both fastened your cloaks. She led you down to Alex’s study and let herself in.

“Rachel? What are we doing?” You asked. She walked over to Alex’s desk and started opening drawers.

“Alexander told me that my father left me something that will help.” She reached into the back of the bottom drawer and pulled out a larger fabric sack. It looked heavy and you could see several bumps hitting the fabric.

“Alexander said that this has roughly $70 in it. My father left it with him in the intent to give it to me when I’m old enough. It won’t last forever… but it’ll be enough to get us started at least.” She set the bag inside her pack that she was bringing with her. She looked on at the house as the two of you walked through the main room. She knew it may be a while before she saw this place again, it was especially hard since the people living within were all she really knew. But she put on a brave face and followed you outside to the stables.

             You picked the horse Rachel told you was most suited for the job and the two of you climbed on together. And so the two of you set out, the cold was harsh but luckily the snow was pretty calm. It took you both the entire day to reach the edge of the estate, the sun had already fallen when you found Cato waiting by the gates in a heavy coat, carrying several packs. Rachel jumped off the horse and ran toward him happily, clutching onto him.

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this! Are sure we can trust your friend to get us to the other side of the state safely?” She asked, he nodded with confidence.

“Do not fear my love, we’ll be setting up our home together by next week at the latest!” You got off the horse and waited for them to settle. Rachel looked over at you with sad eyes, she ran over to you and gave you a final hug.

“Thank you Y/N. I’ll write to you as soon as I can! We’ll see each other before you know it!” She smiled.

“I don’t doubt that Rachel.” You grinned back. She thought for a moment.

“Before I go, let me give you one last piece of advice… Always run with the thing you love, never from it, or else you’ll lose sight of it.” She let go of you and went back to Cato and took his hand. “Goodbye, Y/N. I’ll miss you…” Her smile was sad but her eyes were hopeful. And so they went off together, disappearing into the night. You climbed back onto the horse and looked back toward the direction they went.

“I’ll miss you too Rachel…” You ushered the horse to move forward, taking the route back to the estate. But as you drew closer to downtown the wind picked up, the snow began to flurry around you. You felt the cold hit your cheeks like daggers as the night swirled around you. You tried to keep your fears down but your horse was starting to get agitated. She started to speed up, moving about in different directions, you couldn’t control her.

“Hey girl! Slow down now!” You tried to calm her but neither of you could see properly with the thick snow flying past you. “Slow down! St-“ She was going too fast and galloped against the ground too hard, you were thrown off, a scream escaping your frozen lips. You saw the earth below approaching you fast, the snow piling up but you recognized grey pieces poke out from the white mass. You hit the ground powerfully and you could pick out the sharp pain that hit the left side of your head as it pulled you away.

Silver and Flint betrayal

It’s starting to really hit me that the reason John is so angry at Flint is not because of Madi, (she’s part of it of course but I’m also pretty sure Silver is well aware Madi would not approve of bargaining with Rogers) but because of a rift that runs a lot deeper between the two of them, he feels betrayed by Flint, personally.

“I have his true friendship, so he shall have mine.”

The more I hear this line the more I consider it as the first time that John is willing to fully commit to another person. If this conversation with Madi takes place after Silver’s sparring sessions with Flint, it seems to me that throughout their training and Flint’s acceptance of Silver not telling him about his past, this is the time in which Silver fully believed that he and Flint shared a true bond that went both ways. If Flint could accept Silver as is, then Silver could return the favour. Just look at Silver’s face in this scene with Madi, it’s a sort of wary happiness and disbelief almost that he has been granted the love and respect of another person. Despite his and Flint’s differences, despite the times they’ve disagreed and the times Flint has viewed Silver as his lesser, in this moment Silver believes that he and Flint stand together on equal footing and that nothing in the world can stop them.

Then throughout season 4 it seems like everything is trying to pull the two apart, to suggest that they aren’t on equal footing at all. And watching all this unfold now knowing about their sparring sessions and conversations just makes it all ten times more heartbreaking. A huge dent in their friendship is of course the deal brokered with Eleanor where Flint doesn’t really consider Silver’s views at all on the matter, and leaves with a simple ‘trust me’. A few episodes later he asks Flint to do the same, and Flint lies to his face (at least, this is how Silver will come to see it).

So when he’s talking to Israel in 4.09 about Flint swearing his friendship falsely, this is the ultimate betrayal for Silver. Considering that we’re pretty sure John Silver has learnt the hard way not to get attached, for him to finally be in a place where he feels he can fully commit to another, and then to have that broken, it’s understandable why he would react so badly. This is only made worse by the fact that Madi -  his emotional tether, one who truly understands him, and one who would probably encourage him to view the situation rationally - is not there to help him.

When Flint shoots Dooley, we recognise that immediately as Flint being simply unable to let Silver die, but for Silver perhaps it is just another friend that Flint will put in the ground without a thought - remember Dooley is the one who held his hand and refused to leave when he had his leg amputated. I don’t know what’s worse, Silver believing Flint is not actually his friend or Flint’s knowledge that he, on an instinctual level, cannot bear harm to come to Silver.

I can’t imagine what it’s been like for Silver to have his newly and tentatively-formed relationships beaten and broken one after the other. I can’t even think about how Silver would react to knowing Madi didn’t take the deal for Silver’s life, as this to him would be like the second of the only two people he’s allowed himself to get close to, to choose a war over him. 

I just… I don’t see a way out of this… Unless the ‘Silver seals his fate’ part of the finale is some sort of drastic measure to hand himself over to Rogers in an attempt to stop the war - even though that would go against Silver’s self-preservation instinct- the only other time he’s done this is when he saved the crew rather than himself… Oh Hell. 

But we know he’s gonna live… So what if he just ends up giving in completely to his dark persona just like Flint did all those years ago. I just don’t know what to think. I’m in such pain guys I don’t think I’m gonna make it ‘til the finale.

the logical conclusion

Flint is obviously meant to be the wrist, the past tense, from whence the attack is born and from which it cannot separate itself. Silver, of course, is the end of the blade, where the attack arrives; the present tense, which also cannot be denied. When they work in concert, any enemy who is not capable of monitoring their two points in space is going to die, according to this theory of the genesis and completion of the strike.

And I’m over here just thinking they should band together and form the entire sword; pommel and hilt and blade and point altogether, the momentum and impact, the whole of the weapon united.  James Flint, you are far too smart to get so caught up in these Byzantine metaphors in such a literal way.  John Silver, shame on you for handling that whole conversation so clumsily.

Now kiss, make up, and go kick Rogers’ ass.

anonymous asked:

Do you think confidence is what makes a guy sexy? I mean obviously physical appearance plays a part too, but I feel like even if a man is handsome, if he's so awkward, that kind of cancels it in a way. I think it has something to do with poise too, but let's relate this to guard me sherlock. I guess my roundabout question is what do you think makes each character in this game sexy or really attractive?

Originally posted by nyanpasuminasan


“What do you think makes each character in this game sexy or really attractive?” 

I don’t know if you’re still curious but here we go!  Please keep in mind that this is a personal opinion question and what works for me or doesn’t work for me could be completely different from someone else.


Sherlock Holmes

There are times when I simply can’t stand him.  I’m a person who tends to be hyper aware of situations I’m in, so his behaviour drives me batty.  That said?  The way he gets so smug when giving quizzes, how he goes from 1 to 100 at the drop of a hat, when he makes that internal contemplative face like the one pictured above… it makes me smile and feel light.

I find Sherlock attractive for his passion, and the way he can examine and reexamine that which is important to him; and admire him for how he is who he is. 


John Watson

This guy is a hopeless romantic.  He throws himself into loving you, he doesn’t seem like it in the JM route season 1 and I can’t honestly recall anything in JM season 2 BUT when he does: he does.  There is no holding back, everything about him says that he wants everything about you.  There’s mutual pining before we even really know the full mystery.  He’s texting you and he honestly just wants to be with you.  

I find John attractive for how earnestly he loves.


James Moriarty

James is a love/hate for me.  I hate the anxiety that comes with the concept of him growing bored and deciding that he’s lost interest.  He says he hasn’t and that he wants to see all sides of his love, you, the MC.  How he wants all of you.  Not just to love, but to possess. 

The games he plays.  This man makes choices without really considering others opinions on the matter, mostly because of his narcissistic personality that puts him in the spot light.  All these and more are reasons for me to love him as well.  He upsets me, annoys me, and it’s a bit of a challenge. You never know what is just over the horizon with him.

I find James attractive for his confidence, his determination, the way he obsesses, and the way the kid gloves could come off in a nice games of wits.


Mycroft Holmes

I choose this picture not for the words nor the expression but how it makes me feel with the two elements together.  This is a visual novel.  This is a neutral expression.  These are very neutral words.  Even John was surprised at how calm he is.  But then there’s Sherlock and myself who see something different.

I don’t know what to make of Mycroft.  There is currently a battle in my head trying to fix the previous model of him I had with the new information… but I can’t quite make it work.   I don’t understand how I understand him.  The only times I didn’t get ‘best’ choices are when I thought I was wrong. my gut instincts were all ‘best’ choices.  Mycroft pisses me off because I know I apparently mesh well with him, but I cannot find the how.  

Currently, I find Mycroft attractive for his mild veiled threats from chapter one, his casual playfulness, and that there isn’t an urgency to keep him entertained nor a need for constant interaction.


Jack Stillman

What can I say?  Sometimes a girl needs a little fear in her life.  Jack is passionate, but in a different way than the others.  Life can be short.  Jack can help it be shorter.  He’s very good at that.  “He is a happy fellow in a red coat, with red eyes, filled with red thoughts” is what I told Cinnamon Tea earlier today.  

That said he isn’t just an attractive man wielding weapons. He does try to help MC/you out by being either awkward with how he’s trying to be helpful, or he’s helpful by being a little trickster/pranker.

I find Jack attractive because he’s awkward when he tries to socialize, he likes to tell partial truths or twist them like a trickster, and because he’s dangerous.


Sebastian Moran

It’s Sebastian.  

Okay, but seriously: this is a man of few words, and when he has a mission he goes.  He doesn’t take hints very well, which I think is because of his laser like focus.  When he gets sassy he does it well, but most of the time he is just a man with a plan of action that he will see through by any means.  Plus he loves cats. 

I find Sebastian attractive because of his devotion to what he does and who he loves.


Jeremy Cassel

This man will woo you and your neighbor.  

He doesn’t know how to stop flirting, it’s all a game to him.  Yet here he is in this picture, Lupin pretending to be Lupin, but he’s totally not *wink wink*, to help out a bud WITH INSPECTOR LESTRADE RIGHT THERE. I headcanon that with him it’s hard to tell where the regular flirting ends and the actual love begins.  I like to think that it increases in teasing, but honestly only his route can really determine that for me.

I find Jeremy attractive because he makes me smile, even though he flirts and compliments everyone I think he’s just playful at heart.


Hercule Poirot

A gentleman with a lot of cheesy jokes.  Hercule is patient, kind, he is as observant like Sherlock, and delicately playful.  This is an observation for him based on what I saw in the Agatha Christie’s Poirot series and from this game.  Sadly I still feel like we haven’t gotten a good chance to get to know him more and I look forward to that.  I’m a little disappointed we didn’t get more in the Mycroft route.

I find Hercule attractive because he’s warm and inviting with his personality and has excellent advice.


George Lestrade

Poor Lestrade. He is always the butt of the jokes and to be honest there are times when I just want to face palm over some of his reactions to things.  They’re over the top and unneeded, to the point that sometimes it gets annoying.  Which brings me to my headcanons about Lestrade:  

If he were to get a route, if he were be a possible love interest, he would be devoted and possessive.  Constantly flitting between checking that you like him, letting others know that you’re his, and making sure that no one else is stealing you away.  He’s surrounded by all these great guys that he often is seen as pale in comparison.  It’s got to feed the guy’s insecurities.  

On if I find him attractive?  The jury is still out on that.  I find him interesting.  Because he can either be the biggest let down with a clingy and blubbery personality on one end, or terrifying with a completely possessive and paranoid person on the other…. with a 30% chance of inflated ego scattered throughout.

*Hamilton character* x Reader fics
  • Caden: So have you read any of the x reader fics yet? I don't really like them but it's interesting to read
  • Me: Wait seriously? Why the fuck are their x reader fics in this fandom
  • Caden: Gotta give what the people want
  • Me: C no they died like a couple hundred yeas ago and are the founding fathers what the fuck
  • Caden: the founding daddies***
  • Me: I hate you
Hamilton as quotes from my School
  • <p> <b>Alexander Hamilton:</b> I've had bags under my eyes for the last decade what's new?<p/><b>John Laurens:</b> I'm only a /little/ gay for my best friend.<p/><b>Lafayette:</b> How you say, shut up before I kill you?<p/><b>Hercules Mulligan:</b> I had to give up sewing once I lost half my body weight in blood from stabbing my fingers.<p/><b>Angelica Schuyler:</b> What's it called when you have the hots for a guy you can't have? My life.<p/><b>Eliza Schuyler:</b> I may look like a cinnamon roll but I will hurt you.<p/><b>Peggy Schuyler:</b> No it's just my goal in life to be beautiful and forgotten.<p/><b>Aaron Burr:</b> I will hit you with my chair if you don't stop talking to me.<p/><b>Thomas Jefferson:</b> That place is better than here and I've never even been there.<p/><b>James Madison:</b> I've accepted death the minute I was born, this world hates me. *sneezes*<p/><b>George Washington:</b> I'm going to die because of you all... *downs second red bull in two hours*<p/></p>