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Master List

Decided to make one of these so that everyone knows what has already been requested and make them easier to find as well!

This was seriously a project! This blog has been running for barely two months and I already have so much material! So, thank you guys for that! I will do my best to update this list regularly as I answer more requests!


Sawamura Daichi

Burn (NSFW)
Sent to Kill

Sugawara Koushi

Bad Girl
Scratches
Alpha Instinct
Intimidating
Pranks
Stay With Me 
Transgender Headcanons

Azumane Asahi

Malta
Throwing Shade 
Kinks (NSFW)
Trying Something New (NSFW)

Nishinoya Yuu

Depression
Healing Headcanons
Losing Control (NSFW)
Confidence Boost 
Messing Up 
Coming Out

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Kinks (NSFW)
Procrastination Headcanons 
Making Things Right

Hinata Shouyou

The Sitter
Flower Crown
Friendship 

Kageyama Tobio

Movie Night

Tsukishima Kei

Reckless
Stay With Me
Winged
Spunky Shortness
Military Man
Height
College Stress
Music Headcanons
Flower Crown
Tall Couple
Mexican
Teasing
All Went Well 
Dirty Words 
Insecure Marks (NSFW)
Short Headcanons 
Seeing Her 
Big Girl (NSFW)
Their Strong Father 
Movie Night 

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Gentle Patterns 
First Date Headcanons 

Ukai Keishin

Teacher’s Lounge (NSFW)
French Teacher (NSFW)
Lap Dance

Oikawa Tooru

Brushing Fingers
Musician
Tired Evening
Morning Surprise
Festival
Pampering
Collapse
Too Close
Anxiety Headcanons
Babysitting
Pranks
Stay With Me
Distance
Those Strange Words
Caving
Ruffled Feathers
Renewed Birthday
Insomnia
Height
Military Man
Accident
Finding Her
Getting Even
Dirty Words 
Transgender Headcanons 
Fencer Headcanons 
Short Headcanons 
Red String 
Seeing Her 
Coming Out 
Dyed Hair HCs

Iwaizumi Hajime

Watching Them
Surprise Sensei
Musician
Chilly Nights
She’s Mine
Things He Loves
Only His
Collapse
Closet Surprise
Instinct
Anxiety Headcanons
Defying Arrangement
Sharing
She Wins
Clumsy
Taking Advantage
Wet Dreams (NSFW)
Shouldn’t Be This Hot (NSFW)
Military Man
Accident
Lost Past
Finding Her
While He Was Away (NSFW)
Kinky (NSFW)
His Proposal
Doesn’t Matter 
Agoraphobia 
Protection 
Fencer Headcanons 
Meeting the Family 
Big Girl (NSFW)

Matsukawa Issei

Making it Better (NSFW)
Pulling Pigtails
Trainer
Throwing Shade 
Dyed Hair HCs

Kyoutani Kentarou

Surprisingly Sweet
Sweet Kisses
Wet Dreams (NSFW)
Military Man 
Agoraphobia 

Kunimi Akira

Wet Dreams (NSFW)
Military Man 
Agoraphobia 
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Kuroo Tetsurou

Musician
Shelter
Stressed
Desire (NSFW)
Wet Hair
Slumbering Warmth
Pranks
Panther
Musically Italian
Conquering the Shy
Military Man
Renewed Birthday
Height
Trainer
Throwing Shade
Flower Crown
Tall Couple
Mexican
Teasing
All Went Well
Danish 
Dirty Words  
Transgender Headcanons 
BFF Headcanons 
Fencer Headcanons 
Short Headcanons 
Red String 
Trying Theater 
Seeing Her 
Big Girl (NSFW)
Curly Hair 
Coming Out 
Their Strong Father 
Dyed Hair HCs

Kozume Kenma

Military Man 
Confidence Boost

Haiba Lev

Love Deserved (NSFW)
Flower Crown 
Their Strong Father

Bokuto Koutarou

Falling in Love
Precious Headcanons
Loud Support
Depression
He’s Not as He Seems
Healing Headcanons
Fate is Cruel
Fate Heals the Broken
Flower Crown
Danish 
Transgender Headcanons 
Insecure Marks (NSFW)
BFF Headcanons 
To Find Yourself Series 0 
Confidence Boost 
Fencer Headcanons 
Short Headcanons 
Red String 
Seeing Her
Big Girl (NSFW)
Their Strong Father

Akaashi Keiji

Bus Ride
Musician
Military Man
Flower Crown 
Dirty Words 
Short Headcanons 
Big Girl (NSFW)
Curly Hair

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Attached
Shouldn’t Be This Hot (NSFW)
Accident
Kisses
Tall Couple
Mexican
All Went Well (NSFW)
Dominated (NSFW) 
Mafia (NSFW) 
Seeing Her 
Curly Hair 
Proposal 
Blowing Off Steam

Tendou Satori

Collapse
Bullied
Clumsy
Military Man
Hot (NSFW)
Accident
Finding Her
Kinky (NSFW)
Danish 
Agoraphobia 
Protection 
Confidence Boost 

Semi Eita

Bad Girl
Renewed Birthday
Trainer

Kawanishi Taichi

Happy For Her
Hot (NSFW)

Shirabu Kenjirou

Clumsy
Military Man 
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Yamagata Hayato

Piggyback Race

Terushima Yuuji

Jealousy
Birthday Disaster 
Disarmed 
Their Piercing

Takanobu Aone

Night Stroll
Flustered (NSFW)

Futakuchi Kenji

Flustered (NSFW)

Daishou Suguru

Finding Her 
Agoraphobia 
Protection 
Collapse 
BFF Headcanons

Polyamorous

Winners (NSFW) Bokuto/Akaashi
Together Yahaba/Semi
On The Court (NSFW) Daichi/Sugawara
Slow Mornings Sugawara/Hinata

General Headcanons

Rave
Dating Younger 
Other Obligations 
Another School 
Musicals

anonymous asked:

What kind of architecture do you like the aesthetics of the most?

Brutalism, because look at it!

Heavy, symmetric, geometric, massive, where function triumphs all, concrete is the king, and the only color is grey.

A military engineer’s wet dream!

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Albums selection for the next week :

- Military Position  :  Black Noise

- Radionics Radio ‎:  An Album Of Musical Radionic Thought-Frequencies

- Pôle  :  Kotrill

- Mattias Petersson ‎:  Floodlight

- The Rita  :  Women’s Vocals

- Áine O'Dwyer  :  Music For Church Cleaners Vol. I And II

- Tangerine Dream ‎:  Electronic Meditation

- Jarboe ‎:  Mahakali

- Amanda Palmer & Edward Ka-Spel & Patrick Q.Wright  : Live in Vienna

- Nurse With Wound • Graham Bowers ‎:  Excitotoxicity 

An unpopular opinion: The end-game will be Eren~Armin

Happy birthday Armin!!! Hopefully this post can cheer up my fellow Armin fans.

Before chapter 86 came out, I thought, and feared, that Armin will be separated from Eren and Mikasa by the end of the series. I thought like that, because of the several interviews that Isayama gave us about Armin and Eren having a different way of thinking, possibly going in different paths, and because of the very strong Eren x Mikasa fan-base (goddamn reddit) that attacks anyone thinking that Eren and Mikasa could be separated, without any real arguments, other than ‘Mikasa would never leave Eren’, but still, it influenced me, sadly.

I’ve realized that my thoughts aren’t really based on the actual content of the manga and its foreshadowing. However, there was one thing from the manga that I thought supports that theory: Before chapter 85, we believed that Armin is a part of the 'defiled race’ within the walls, while Eren has 'special bloodline’ from outside the walls, because that’s where Grisha came from, and Mikasa as well has special Ackerman/Asian bloodline. But, chapter 86 blew that away completely. Eren doesn’t have ‘special bloodline’, in fact, Armin and him are Elodians, while Mikasa is the only non-Elodian character that we know of.

I’m usually quite pessimistic, and after ch86 I again started questioning how Armin will get separated from Mikasa and Eren. I’ve re-read some chapters, and after a long thinking I’ve realized…that all I could find from the manga is foreshadowing for Mikasa to get separated from Eren and Armin at the end, not Armin from Eren and Mikasa.

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anonymous asked:

For the military au, maybe give Lance some sort of tragic backstory?? Like his entire family was killed off, causing him to be sensitive to blood and gore. This could possibly be a big trigger for his ptsd. Also, it could be his drive. Idk. I love your art, keep up the good work! Drink water, eat regularly! Don't forget to get some sleep in the mix.

I already have a backstory planned for Lance but it’s a rather normal one LOL My main deal with Lance is that he joined the military with dreams of glory and honor for the Resistance, but this fantasy of his is violently shattered once he actually experiences war. I like all this angst for Lance tho 8) how complex can i make him hmmm 

Thanks so much anon! Fetches a cup of water right now 

  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: on tuesday the 27th my son was killed in a gunfight against british troops retreating from south carolina. the war was already over. as you know, john dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment. his dream of freedom for these men dies with him.

“Being able to earn money just until our youngest goes off to the military, that’s my dream.”
“You’re already thinking about that even though he’s still only six?”
“(Father) We’ve been thinking about it for a long time. It doesn’t matter if you work for someone else or are self-employed, people these days aren’t able to keep working for a long time. It’s my dream because I have my family to take care of.”

“우리 막내 군대갈 때까지만 제가 돈을 벌 수 있는거요. 그게 꿈이죠.”
“아직 여섯살인데, 벌써 그런 생각을 하시나요?”
“(아빠) 생각한 지 오래 됐죠. 직장생활을 하는 사람이든 장사를 하는 사람이든 요즘은 다들 오래 못하잖아요. 가족이 있으니 그게 꿈이죠.”

War of Love Extra Scenes (Lafayette x Reader)

Words: Doesn’t matter ;)

Warnings: None

A/N: So yup this is the stuff that I took out of the story because it seemed unnecessary? Well maybe idk. UNEDITED SO BEWARE. Enjoy!


Explains why Hammy kissed Y/N

Hamilton sat next to you, looking at the open field. He sighed, then glanced over at you. You were occupied with playing with your thumbs absentmindedly, unaware of his stare. He knew that you weren’t a man, not even close. You were shy around them in the beginning, blushing every time you walked into the tent with half-naked men. He made sure to keep his shirt on around you after that. 

But he was curious; why hide being a woman? Were you running away from someone? Did you want to fight without being limited? There were so many questions, but no answers.

You looked at him, your short hair bouncing. He suddenly had the urge to pull you towards him, to press his lips against yours. Instead, he smiled, and you grinned happily back. 

“Are you okay, Ham?” You asked him, and he nodded. He shouldn’t be thinking of you this way, he was already courting Elizabeth Schuyler. But when he looked into your eyes, a small part of him regretted that woman not being you.

“Let’s get back. Lafayette must be going crazy trying to find you.” He said, standing up. You stood up with him, hope in your eyes. He held in his sadness at the look, and walked back with you to the tent.

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Explains why Laurens’s hair is so messy all the time

Laurens laughed with you at the bar, your smile contagious. You touched his cheek, and he blushed, looking away. He’s never met a man that didn’t mind touching other men. Matter of fact, he never saw you go to the brothels with other soldiers and you stayed at the tent instead, hanging out with the rest of the boys.

“Laurens, you look quite handsome today. Did you finally brush your hair?” You said to him, wiggling your eyebrows. He touched his hair.

“Oh really? I haven’t even looked at it this morning.” You shook your head, and put your hands on it, removing some strands.

“I like it when it’s messy.” You mumbled, meeting his eyes. His widened, his heart thumping in his chest. He cleared his throat, standing up. You stated at him in confusion, and he gave you a nervous smile before walking away.

No, he couldn’t like you. He couldn’t like James Washington. He glanced at you as he walked away, and you smiled. His heart dropped.

Shit.

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Explains what happened to Sally

You ran towards Jefferson’s space quarters, looking for any sign of your best friend. You saw some of her friends walking by, and they were shocked at seeing you. One, his name is Marcus, stopped your running.

“Y/N! What are ya doing here? He’ll be upset!” He said, touching your arm.

“Where’s Sally?” You asked, looking around him. He sighed, pointing towards the house.

“She’s inside. They moved her.” You ran towards the house, ignoring his pleas for you to stop. You looked up to the second floor window, and saw that the curtains were closed. You decided to take the back entrance instead, making sure no one saw you. Some of the “workers” turned and looked at you, but smiled, waving you forward. You thanked them, bumping into the one you were looking for.

She grew out her curly hair, it was cascading down her back. You noticed her enlarged belly, and you froze. She didn’t notice the shock on your face, but instead hit your arm.

“Y/N? I told you to stay away!” She hissed, pulling you into a backroom. Your eyes watered, and you pulled her into your arms. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner!” You cried, and She stroked your hair, and kissed your forehead. 

“It’s okay, Y/N. I’m fine…” you looked at her, then at her stomach.

“You’re pregnant.” You whispered. She nodded. “And do I have to ask who’s the father.” She hesitated, looking away from you.

“You shouldn’t have come back,” she ignored your questions, “He’s been looking for you all over the colonies. It’s dangerous to even be in the same state, let alone on the plantation. What were you thinking?” Sally chastised, glaring at you. 

“I told you that I will come back. And I’m here. So let’s go.” You pulled on her arm, but she stayed in her place, sorrow in her eyes. “Sally, what are you doing? Let’s go!” you tugged again, and she shook her head,  as still as a statue.  

“I’m not leaving, Y/N. I have children here, and I can’t risk their lives.” She whispered. “I’m not leaving." 

You stated at her, wondering if you could convince her. Her expression was resolute, not able to be swayed either way. You sighed, putting a hand to your forehead. "Okay Sally. Okay.” You struggled to let go of her arm, but did it anyway. She gave you a sad smile.

“Now tell me about the army.”

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Explains why Mulligan is so touchy feely with Y/N

James was constantly nervous around the group, never touching or joking around. Mulligan decided it was his duty to bother him until he was accustomed to the four. So, whenever James walked into the room, Mulligan pulled James close, messing up his hair. At first, James was tense, trying to get out of the hold. Eventually, he finally laughed at the Irishman.

Mulligan grew to see James as a younger brother, and taught him how to tailor clothes, just like him. And when James went with Cato and Mulligan out to spy on the British, Mulligan didn’t have to tell him anything about spying, much to his surprise. 

Sorry for the awkward ending, didn’t finish it 

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Lafayette and Y/N finding out about Laurens

Lafayette stood still, only his hands shaking, staring at the letter. You walked over to him, confused. When you touched his arm, he looked down at you, tears falling out of his eyes. You never saw him this distraught before, so it was quite a surprise to see his face so sad.

“Laf, what’s wrong?” You asked, and he said nothing, passing you the letter.

“On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment

His dream of freedom for these men dies with him…”

“No, no. He promised he would be okay. This can’t be true.” You gasped, dropping the letter on the floor. Lafayette did not utter a word, but instead, grabbed your hand and pulled you into his arms. You could swore that your cries could be heard from blocks away.

John’s Letter Home {John x Reader x Lafayette}

Warning:This is my terrible attempt at angst… // Hamiltime??

Prompt:  Laf and Y/N, receive a letter from their lover’s dad.

Pairing: John x Reader x Laf

Word Count: 766

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The War - Chapter 1

Plot: The country has been separated into Divisions for population control. An unruly leader dictating everybody’s lives. Families are separated. A group forms an uprising to make a change. It ends up being a darker and harder change than anybody could have anticipated.

Characters: Kim Minseok, Kim Junmyeon, Zhang Yixing, Kim Jongdae, Byun Baekhyun, Park Chanyeol, Do Kyungsoo, Kim Jongin, Oh Sehun, (OC to be announced later)

Disclaimer: This story is going to have a lot of violence. 

A/N: This is our next collab! We are SO excited to get it started. Let us know what you think! -T


Minseok POV: I did not recognize us anymore. 

 The effects of war were tearing us down. Dark circles burned through our skin. I could not remember a recent time that any of us had received a full night of sleep. Mud caked our clothes and our faces. Fear was etched permanently into expressions. 

 We had become wrapped up in a battle that we had not started. Chanyeol’s purple hair was faded and grown out. He had anticipated shaving it for the military, so he had dyed it as his last act of rebellion. Seeing as we had never made it to the training camps, he kept it. 

 Sehun and Baekhyun’s tattoos were broken with scar tissue from wounds. Make-shift stitches from all of us with no medical training had to suffice, which meant that nothing would heal properly. We used stolen whiskey as a pain reliever and antiseptic to clean any wounds we received. 

 It had all happened so suddenly. 

 The night before we were supposed to ship out for military training, we were celebrating one last evening together. There had been whispers of a rebellion group forming, so the government was taking adequate measures to draft and prepare our age groups to fight it. We did not want to go, but we were not presented with an option. 

 We had driven to the outskirts of our home town to partake in some wayward behaviors. We had decided to meet in a field we regularly hung out in. Most of the time, we just built bonfires, downed a few beers, and camped out. Tonight, however, we had other plans. 

 Jongin waved a bag of pills in the air. 

 "What do you say, boys? Feel like being a bit chaotic tonight?“ We all looked around, and were most surprised to see quiet Kyungsoo grab the first one. 

 It had been a trip. This was the type of substance that you did once, and hoped that you never grew addicted to. We hallucinated different things. It was an evening worth experiencing before we were sent off to endure the potential horrors of a battle we were all too proud to admit that we were afraid of. 

 We laid in the tall grass and talked for hours. We discussed how our worlds had changed since our Divisions were separated. We threw ideas around of life after our forced military life. We dreamed of a better future, unsure as to when it’s arrival would be. 

 As the evening went on, we watched fireworks from a distant Division off in the distance as we came off of our highs. We sat silent as explosions of color filled the sky. It was almost symbolic for us. We weren’t sure what they were for, but we embraced them as a part of our celebration. 

 Suddenly, a different type of explosion filled the air. It was a bright flash. There’s was fire and falling debis that could even be seen from our distance. We shared shocked stares with one another. 

 It was happening. 

 My cell phone rang in my pocket. I fished it out to see Yixing’s name on my phone. I made the realization that the explosion came from the Division that he was visiting where his family was living, and panic settled in my chest. 

 I answered and quickly asked, "Yixing? What’s going on? Are you okay?" 

 "It’s happening, Minseok! It’s time. Brace your Division. It’s coming. The uprising is here, and it’s only going to grow." 

 He hung up quickly. My stomach sank. 

 I looked back at the others and explained to them what Yixing had just told me. 

"Hell no,” Junmyeon stood quickly, “I’m not leaving Yixing there through all of this. We have to bring him home. He’s going to get wrapped up in something he could potentially not make it out of, and I’m not going to let that happen. We need to go get him." 

 All of us exchanged glances. 

 "Junmyeon,” Sehun whispered his name to bring him back down, “you are talking about driving into, what is about to be, a Division that is a full blown war zone. Do you understand what you just asked us to do?" 

 Disbelief crossed Junmyeon’s face. 

 "You’re all willing to just leave him there,” he spat at us, “fine. I’m going. I’m going to get our friend, whether the rest of you come with me or not." 

 He made his way towards the cars, trying to find his keys in his pockets. We knew that we couldn’t let him go alone. 

 "Will you give us time to pack the god damn trunks at least,” Chanyeol called out after him. 

Junmyeon turned around, comforted. He smiled a thanks at us. 

 I can’t remember the next time that I saw him smile after that. We hoped that the end outcome would justify the means to get there. 

We knew this was started with the best of intentions. I just missed when I could go to bed without being terrified that I wouldn’t wake up.

Laurens Interlude- John Laurens X Reader

I may not live to see our glory


I looked at him and I smiled, raising my glass with John and seeing his friends follow suit.

“To the Revolution!” He yelled and I repeated it along with Lafayette, Hercules and Alexander. The bar was so full of energy and light that nobody even paid attention to us although you had to be careful about who you talked around because if you talk around the wrong people- specifically British soldiers and loyalists- you had the possibility of having a target put on your back. Considering that they were wearing soldier uniforms the chance of being recognized as Revolutionaries was pretty high so shouting hardly raised your chances of being shot.

“You guys promise to be careful, right?” I asked them, sipping my drink. They laughed and shook their heads.

“We gotta get the job done, no matter the costs.” Alex said, his eyes wide with excitement.

“I know you guys can’t promise anything. Especially since you are probably drunk off your asses by know but… try to stay alive.”

“Yeah.” John said and he grabbed my hand and pressed a kiss to it. “Anything for you.” I rolled my eyes but my smile stayed the same.

Underneath the smile I was worried that he would die. That he would die without his dreams being fulfilled and he would leave me behind. He looked at me again and he looked at me softly.

“I promise. I’ll do everything in my power to stay alive.”


But I will gladly join the fight


I stared at him and he looked back at me. We weren’t sure how to say goodbye, knowing that this could be the last time we ever see each other. It could be the last kiss, the last time he holds my hand.

But we couldn’t afford to think like that.

“I’ll see you soon.” He told me, hugging me tightly.

“I’m going to miss you a lot, Jacky.” I said, my voice breaking.

“Y/N… I love you. If this is the last time-”

“It’s not. You’re strong enough to stay alive. I believe in you, yeah?”

“Okay. But I am serious. If this is the last time I ever see you… I want to remember the words you say to me today forever.”

“John Laurens I love you more than you can ever imagine and I look forward to the day that you come home so we can start a family- a life together.”

“We could get a place to Alexander and- who am I kidding he is never gonna find a wife. But we can live next to Alex and you can help me write essays against slavery.”

“And I can wake up at four am to drag you to sleep.”

“Oh trust me I can do a lot better than four am.”

“Yeah you forget that I was your girlfriend when you stayed up an entire week that one time.”

“No I didn’t. And I believe it is time for me to depart. I’ll see you on the other side of the war.”

“I’ll see you on the other side of the war.”


And when our children tell our story


“Eliza you’re pregnant too?” I smiled, laughing a bit. She looked at me and hugged me tightly.

“Oh! Oh god I can’t even imagine a mini Alexander and a mini Laurens running around.”

“Look out world, they are going to blow us all away.” I told her and she nodded.

“Agreed. I can’t wait for Alexander to get home. Not knowing whether he is going to make it through the next battle or not is quite stressful.”

“Ha, tell me about it! John is going to South Carolina to try and convince legislature their to approve the all black regiment he wants to form.”

“He should be safe then, shouldn’t he?”

“Yes but I am worried about the British coming from the sea.”

“Ah, I see. Your children are going to be so proud of him for doing this- for following his dream and setting how many men free because of this?”

“3000. And Alexander- he is being asked to lead soldiers into battle? Your children are going to be so proud of him when he gets back. And I promise you Eliza, he will come back.”

“Thank you for assuring me and I promise you that John will come back as well.”

“Thank you Eliza but I do not think I will be totally reassured until he comes home and shows me that he is okay.”

“I understand what you mean.”


On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment. His dream of freedom for these men dies with him.


They’ll tell the story of tonight


I put my child down and grabbed the letter, a smile on my face.
I expected to see John’s handwriting, assuring me that he was okay. It was a handwriting that I had only seen in letters directed to John- his father’s handwriting.

I frowned slightly and I started looking over the words.

He couldn’t be…

I flipped the letter over, searching desperately for some kind of sign that this was a joke. It had to be a joke.

I went out of the nursery and I opened the door to his office and I started looking at all the papers scattered around everywhere.

All of the work it was incomplete and I had the urge to straighten the papers out and start writing, I couldn’t seem to move. This was the only trace of his dreams left alive.

I have no doubt that Alexander will continue the work but… his dream of freedom for the men he tried so hard to get freed died with him, on August 27th. His dream did- Hamilton’s didn’t.

I heard a knock on the front door and I closed the door to the office again, still in shock. Eliza was waiting at the door and she hugged me tightly and I started crying.

“I’m so sorry.” She said gently and she patted my back.

I couldn’t respond.


Tomorrow there’ll be more of us