Prompt: This wasn’t actually a requested prompt, it was just something Taylor and I (@secretschuylersister ) kind of came up with last night. We were talking about how Lin was such a good guy and would almost comically go out of his way to continue to be a good guy even after the smallest of mistakes. And this was born.
Author’s Note: I have a friend who lives in the heights (actually a few) who I visit relatively often. Since its gentrification began, it’s a pretty quiet neighborhood. Literally every family I know who lives up there (except for one) is white and has a child under age 10. The non-white family also has a child under age ten. Quiet neighborhood.
This plot also kind of came from the fact that, when I get like mega-rich, giving an insanely large tip to a waiter/waitress is something I intend on doing pretty frequently.
Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader
Summary: You’re a waitress working the night shift. A friendly man comes in one night, sits alone, writes beside a few cups of coffee, and leaves without tipping. You hope to never see him again, but he returns the next night.
I shot a glance at what Lin had liked on his tumblr and saw that he liked some of your posts and just wow
Aw damn, that was a time. My peak. But maybe my favorite thing was when Lin liked a reblog pretty far down on my blog, while he was on vacation. It’s so fucking amusing to imagine him scrolling a blog called purelintrash while hanging out with his family. Itwas pretty fun when I knew Lin might see any given post of mine. But it’s good this way too.
okay who here knows about Alexander Hami-
You mean Ham the Man? Oh well you see he was the first Secretary of the Treasury due to his position under Washington in the American Revolution. He founded the First National Bank never mind the fact he was a bastard son who never knew his father and who's mother died at a young age. And-
how do you-
shhhhhhhh did I mention how he was gay for John Laurens, fellow revolutionary and all around cinnamon roll?