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|| alisa || 🇺🇸/🇷🇺/✡️ || 20+ || writer || singer || fangirl ☆ roleplay blog + fandom posts/reblogs ☆ ✧ muses for roleplay + rules and info ✧

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muses for roleplay + other information

hello everyone! these are my muses for roleplay, as this is becoming a multi-muse blog! note that this is a work in progress, as i might add others, but these are the ones that i shall use so far. anyone is welcome to interact with me, though i have a few rules! below the rules are my muses that i have so far, so you all can look into that! thank you! <3

OCs, Canon Characters, Cross overs, AUs are all welcome, so long that they are plotted with me first. I am very shy, and I have two anxiety disorders that prevent me from approaching a person directly most of the time, even if I want to roleplay with you, so it may take me a bit :,) but I am totally happy to hear from anyone and everyone! <3

Please, please, please be patient. I am a college student (my semester ends after may 8th, 2021 once finals are over and doesn’t start until late August so I will have more time then). Other than that, I work, do martial arts, sing on my free time, and as I said, I have mental health issues from time to time. I will get to everyone, I swear, it just may take me a bit!

Please be kind! I tend to overthink and worry a lot, especially when talking to someone. I would like to have someone ooc to talk to, as well and be friends with, it would be easier and more wonderful for me. I also hope that roleplaying would be fun for YOU as it is for me, which is why I encourage people sharing their thoughts and ideas. I love when people get into it <3.

I am over 20 years old, and that said, I will only roleplay with people that are over eighteen and above, nothing below.

I am totally fine with 18+, nsfw themes, so long as they are talked through and plotted first. I am good with mature content, I literally have no triggers. But if you have any, please, please, PLEASE, let me know! I would hate it if I upset anyone!

Lastly, just have fun! <3 This is a safe space for anyone, and I love each and every one of you!

[a/n - hey, everyone! i thought i would make this bio for one of my characters that i roleplay as just for fun, also for people that i rolep

[a/n - note, i just realized how completely outdated this ocs bio really was, so i decided to upgrade vivienne’s bio. she is open for rolepl

A/N: this muse is not a turn oc, but it is a marvel one bc this blog has turned into something that is a multi-muse/multi-fandom roleplay bl

#rules #read rules before interacting #thank you! <3 #my ocs #oc masterlist #rules for roleplay #roleplay info

unabashedqueenfury

Reign 03×01

Mary and Francis

@general-lafayette 🖤🖤

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Amour❤

mon ange🖤

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Reign 03×01

Mary and Francis

@general-lafayette 🖤🖤

#ch: felicity grace hamilton #ch: marquis de lafayette #ship: laf x fel #//ugh my babies so in love.

𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♛

@general-lafayette 🖤

general-lafayette

ma chérie.🥰

mon coeur 🥺🖤

general-lafayette

I have missed 'ou🥺

oh, my love — i missed you more. don’t fret, i am here now. 🥺

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Je t'ai laissé(e) trop longtemps ( I left you for too long) 🥺

oh, mon amour. don’t worry, you are here now. just don’t leave me again where i can’t follow. 🥺

𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♛

@general-lafayette 🖤

general-lafayette

ma chérie.🥰

mon coeur 🥺🖤

general-lafayette

I have missed 'ou🥺

oh, my love — i missed you more. don’t fret, i am here now. 🥺

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Continued from last thread

Sept. 1777 after Brandywine

Hamilton and Laurens both nodded. The ginger squinted his eyes after praying. He thought he saw something but then paid no mind. " I know you dont trust me, but I am still your brother Fel. We have to stick together.. Okay? " speaking lowly, he tried his best to keep from arguing with his little sister.

However, what they didn't know, was that where the boy lay, it had become dark. So, it was hard to see anything. It had become strangely quiet in the tent unexpectedly. A small creak but then nothing after several seconds. A faint whiff of Cologne could be smelt from not even a foot from behind Felicity.....

Felicity almost snorted. “Oh, that is very rich coming from you. You should have thought of that before you decided to abandon me, not once but twice. What makes you think that I can trust you after that?” She sighed, shaking her head. “This is a conversation for another time. We have more important things to focus about. I need to pray for the life of the Marquis.” Ever the devoted Catholic, courtesy of her late, beloved mother, she folded her hands again in prayer, her voice quiet as she submerged herself in the psalm. Of course, even with Felicity’s sharp senses, she was growing weary especially at night. Her forehead rested against her clasped hands as she prayed quietly. She heard the creak, but she did not pay it no mind. It could have been the wind; there was always a draft coming from the tent.

Felicity was very slow to react in the dark, feeling weary, but she shifted against where she was sitting on the floor. She did not turn at first, but eventually, she did, her eyes were bleary, and she looked exhausted herself, what with performing the surgery on Lafayette, and now, her nerves were shattered from worry.

“What in the—”

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It was none other than Lafayette himself standing up, wounded and everything, right in front of her. How in the world?!

"What? "

The boy said softly with a small groan, picking Felicity up and placing her in his own bed. Covering her up in his uniform, he said."Sleep.. I'll be alright. " but was obviously in discomfort . He tediously sat in the rocking chair propping his injured leg on a pillow. " you need it more than I do. I'll keep watch.. " Sighing uncomfortably, he smiled weakly at Felicity as he lit a candle.

Felicity was in such a state of shock. “I—“ She was so floored by the sight that she seemed speechless — it was a first for her. “I — Marquis, I thought you died.” She quickly sat up. “How — how is this possible? Did I…?” She gazed down at the wound. Hells, she must have performed the surgery right. A relief laugh escaped her lips. “I… I don’t understand — how on earth? You look… so much better.”

She was trying to understand. Yet— failing. She stood from the bed, moving to his side. “I’ll sleep when I am dead. I would rather… be focused on you. How do you… how do you feel?” She was blinking as though she saw a ghost. She wondered if this was real.

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Yes Lafayette was indeed alive but barely. How in the world did he muster that much strength?! " I feel awful in all honesty.. My leg is excruciatingly painful.. But I'm alive, and with the woman I am.. falling in love with. Thank 'ou for.. 'elping me. " The boy gently took Felicity into his lap onto his good leg . Leaning forward, he placed the most sweetest kiss on her lips. "I love.. you Felicity.. " his voice no more than a faint whisper, he winced a couple times but kept himself composed as if never to be injured.

She wasn’t sure what was more shocking — the fact that he was alive, or the fact that he confessed his love for her. She blinked at him, unable to form a proper response. The kiss also took her aback as he took her in his arms, and she let her lips press against his own, unable to fully comprehend that this was truly happening. Her arm slipped around his neck. “Me?” She mouthed, her voice trembling with the weight of her own emotions, desire, and something else deeper and beyond that. “It can’t be possibly me to be the woman you love, can it?” She dared not hope, nor dream that this was happening, that this young man was falling for her, a mere girl, with little to offer to him. She seemed to forget both English and French at the moment as she processed this information. “Marquis,” Her eyes grew soft, her lips twitching in a heartfelt smile of her own. Perhaps, this was the only time that she let her guard down. “You cannot be possibly — I don’t understand.” Yet, there was a flush on her pale face, only noticed by the candlelight that illuminated her dark features.

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The wounded Frenchman looked up at her. He was in a bit of a daze due to the pain and was a bit slow to respond to her. "It's.. Fine I don't.. think 'ou believe me right now. " He grunted uncomfortably, the room spinning again. "But I'm not lying.. when i say this. " maybe it was the pain medicine working or making him talk like that. It had to be. He had never spoken like that to her before.

Hamilton raised an eyebrow. " Is he okay? I think he's talking out of his head, Fel. " Her brother said quietly from the doorway. It wasn't in a rude way but more of a concerned tone.

“No,” Felicity spoke vaguely, her tone soft as she regarded Alexander, an unusual moment even for her given her constant issues with the man at hand. “I do not think that he is talking out of his head this time, I think means it.” Her voice softened as she gazed at the man in front of her. “I am just not sure I understand what did I do to earn his affections.” Her final words were too soft to be heard, as though she was talking to herself. She was not sure if Lafayette heard her speak them either, as he was the closest one to her. She sighed softly, gently cupping his face, her eyes becoming soft. “Come, Marquis, you need to lie down and rest. You are lucky that you survived, but now, you need to focus on getting better.” It was a true miracle. Felicity helped him lie down again, settling at his side, where she sat on a chair near him. She turned to her brother. “Perhaps, you should tell the General about this, Alexander,” She added softly. “He was so very worried about him, and I think he would be glad to know that the Marquis lives. It will likely give him hope.” Her eyes were weary, as she settled against her chair, gazing over the Marquis, finally feeling relieved that he was alive, knowing that she could finally rest now.

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Neither one of them knew the boy was talking out of head. The pain medicine had made him very loopy and definitely not with it. " I feel dizzy.. " LaFayette muttered, closing his eyes as he rested back on the bed, instead of the chair. His leg hurt ten times worse, now that he had moved a bit. A few soft groans came before silence fell over him.

Hamilton gazed at the boy for some time. "Felicity, you obviously have not seen a wounded Frenchman, doped up like that. Hes not in his head. No boy would come at you like that. You're dating John, not some French noble! " he sounded a bit disappointed with his sister and sighed in annoyance. " I'll go tell the general. I'm sure he would feel relieved to know he made it through the night. I mean LaFayette is his adopted son now. " And with that, he left the hospital tent to inform Washington of the Frenchman's condition.

Felicity looked at him, sending him an annoyed look. “I’m not courting John Laurens. John Laurens just thinks that I am for whatever reason. He has some twisted idea about it,” She shook her head. “He is a friend but no more. Afraid there is. It’s all in his head.” She gazed over at Lafayette. Her heart turned at the very thought, and she touched his forehead tenderly. “Thank God, you are well,” She whispered softly. She didn’t even look as Alexander left to tell the General.

The young man was lucky to be alive, and she was glad for it . She was glad that he was safe, and he would surely be up on his feet in no time. It relieved her. All they could do now was wait until he was a bit better rested.

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"You can believe what you wish, but Laurens has already claimed you, Felicity. " Hamilton argued a bit more as a follow up answer came from Laurens. " He is right. You've been my girlfriend for weeks now. I don't know where you're getting this sudden claim that Lafayette has taken you. He's only been here a week. " The two boys had begun to argue with Felicity right after Washington was informed of the boy's condition.

Unfortunately for all three, LaFayette could every bit that was being said, despite how out of it he was. Yet, he remained in silence. He dealt with the pain in anger, wincing some at the continued arguing. "𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵.. " he whispered just enough that only Felicity could hear as he weakly stroked her finger.

“Claimed me?” Felicity balked, her eyes sharpening as she whirled to gaze over at Alexander. He was absurd. “I am not some property to be bought and sold at the market, Alex. I am your sister — or have you already forgotten? Oh, that’s right,” Her eyes narrowed bitterly. “I forgot you have little care for me at all. Laurens has no right to me, he has no claim to me. He wouldn’t force my hand to him, and even if he did, I would never be anything of his. Not his lover or his wife. There is no courtship. And as for the Marquis,” Her voice softened. “That is no concern of yours.”

She resumed her position of sitting beside Lafayette, and her heart nearly jumped to her throat as she felt his touch. His words, she caught too. She didn’t know what he meant, but she smiled faintly, as she felt the meaning behind them. Her hand slipped to hold his own. “Don’t worry for me,” She breathed shakily. “Just get better is all I ask.” She punctuated her words by lowering her head pressing her lips against his knuckles, her stray dark curls falling over her eyes as she did so.

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Hamilton rolled his eyes, Laurens doing the same thing in unison. " Until this kid returns to duty, if he even is allowed to do so with such an injury. I doubt you'll be lagging around here. You're still my girlfriend until further notice. Ap get it through that pretty head of yours. We don't need his help, Felicity. All he wants is fame. " Laurens retorted in a sarcastic tone.

Just then, Washington reentered the tent with the doctor following. " All of you, out. I don't want anyone in this area until the doctor says so."

Lafayette's breathing had turned labored, which meant that he was in far worse condition than it appeared. The color had drained even more from his body, making him look like death. Something must be wrong... But the doctor kept his mouth shut, sternly mouthing to Felicity to leave as well. " I'm sorry fel, but you must step out for the time being. "

“I am not your courted significant other, Laurens,” Felicity responded coldly. “Not yours nor anyone else’s. And you have some gall to think that I am. Go to hell — both of you,” She added in a low hiss. “You both are disgusting. He doesn’t care for fame. He came here to help. If you can’t see that, you’re as blind as you are foolish. You’re supposed to be smart men.” She didn’t have the energy to speak with them anymore, more preoccupied with Lafayette. She was so worried for him, he looked more and more like death’s door. She only wanted for him to get better. The fact that he was breathing was miraculous. But all the same — she feared for his state.

She rose when she saw the Commander-in-Chief walk in, and she stepped back, lowering Lafayette’s hand. She turned to the doctor, and she sighed out shakily, nodding. She could hardly argue with professionals there. She had to swallow her pride and head to her tent, away from Laurens and Hamilton.

“Of course. I understand. Just — let me know how he is doing and when I can come back in. Please.” Her voice waved as she stepped out, but not before looking at Lafayette. She did step out then, her nerves rattled, heading to her tent.

#muse: felicity hamilton #ch: felicity grace hamilton #ship: laf x fel #turn washington's spies #roleplay: historical

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Continued from last thread

Sept. 1777 after Brandywine

Hamilton and Laurens both nodded. The ginger squinted his eyes after praying. He thought he saw something but then paid no mind. " I know you dont trust me, but I am still your brother Fel. We have to stick together.. Okay? " speaking lowly, he tried his best to keep from arguing with his little sister.

However, what they didn't know, was that where the boy lay, it had become dark. So, it was hard to see anything. It had become strangely quiet in the tent unexpectedly. A small creak but then nothing after several seconds. A faint whiff of Cologne could be smelt from not even a foot from behind Felicity.....

Felicity almost snorted. “Oh, that is very rich coming from you. You should have thought of that before you decided to abandon me, not once but twice. What makes you think that I can trust you after that?” She sighed, shaking her head. “This is a conversation for another time. We have more important things to focus about. I need to pray for the life of the Marquis.” Ever the devoted Catholic, courtesy of her late, beloved mother, she folded her hands again in prayer, her voice quiet as she submerged herself in the psalm. Of course, even with Felicity’s sharp senses, she was growing weary especially at night. Her forehead rested against her clasped hands as she prayed quietly. She heard the creak, but she did not pay it no mind. It could have been the wind; there was always a draft coming from the tent.

Felicity was very slow to react in the dark, feeling weary, but she shifted against where she was sitting on the floor. She did not turn at first, but eventually, she did, her eyes were bleary, and she looked exhausted herself, what with performing the surgery on Lafayette, and now, her nerves were shattered from worry.

“What in the—”

general-lafayette

It was none other than Lafayette himself standing up, wounded and everything, right in front of her. How in the world?!

"What? "

The boy said softly with a small groan, picking Felicity up and placing her in his own bed. Covering her up in his uniform, he said."Sleep.. I'll be alright. " but was obviously in discomfort . He tediously sat in the rocking chair propping his injured leg on a pillow. " you need it more than I do. I'll keep watch.. " Sighing uncomfortably, he smiled weakly at Felicity as he lit a candle.

Felicity was in such a state of shock. “I—“ She was so floored by the sight that she seemed speechless — it was a first for her. “I — Marquis, I thought you died.” She quickly sat up. “How — how is this possible? Did I…?” She gazed down at the wound. Hells, she must have performed the surgery right. A relief laugh escaped her lips. “I… I don’t understand — how on earth? You look… so much better.”

She was trying to understand. Yet— failing. She stood from the bed, moving to his side. “I’ll sleep when I am dead. I would rather… be focused on you. How do you… how do you feel?” She was blinking as though she saw a ghost. She wondered if this was real.

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Yes Lafayette was indeed alive but barely. How in the world did he muster that much strength?! " I feel awful in all honesty.. My leg is excruciatingly painful.. But I'm alive, and with the woman I am.. falling in love with. Thank 'ou for.. 'elping me. " The boy gently took Felicity into his lap onto his good leg . Leaning forward, he placed the most sweetest kiss on her lips. "I love.. you Felicity.. " his voice no more than a faint whisper, he winced a couple times but kept himself composed as if never to be injured.

She wasn’t sure what was more shocking — the fact that he was alive, or the fact that he confessed his love for her. She blinked at him, unable to form a proper response. The kiss also took her aback as he took her in his arms, and she let her lips press against his own, unable to fully comprehend that this was truly happening. Her arm slipped around his neck. “Me?” She mouthed, her voice trembling with the weight of her own emotions, desire, and something else deeper and beyond that. “It can’t be possibly me to be the woman you love, can it?” She dared not hope, nor dream that this was happening, that this young man was falling for her, a mere girl, with little to offer to him. She seemed to forget both English and French at the moment as she processed this information. “Marquis,” Her eyes grew soft, her lips twitching in a heartfelt smile of her own. Perhaps, this was the only time that she let her guard down. “You cannot be possibly — I don’t understand.” Yet, there was a flush on her pale face, only noticed by the candlelight that illuminated her dark features.

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The wounded Frenchman looked up at her. He was in a bit of a daze due to the pain and was a bit slow to respond to her. "It's.. Fine I don't.. think 'ou believe me right now. " He grunted uncomfortably, the room spinning again. "But I'm not lying.. when i say this. " maybe it was the pain medicine working or making him talk like that. It had to be. He had never spoken like that to her before.

Hamilton raised an eyebrow. " Is he okay? I think he's talking out of his head, Fel. " Her brother said quietly from the doorway. It wasn't in a rude way but more of a concerned tone.

“No,” Felicity spoke vaguely, her tone soft as she regarded Alexander, an unusual moment even for her given her constant issues with the man at hand. “I do not think that he is talking out of his head this time, I think means it.” Her voice softened as she gazed at the man in front of her. “I am just not sure I understand what did I do to earn his affections.” Her final words were too soft to be heard, as though she was talking to herself. She was not sure if Lafayette heard her speak them either, as he was the closest one to her. She sighed softly, gently cupping his face, her eyes becoming soft. “Come, Marquis, you need to lie down and rest. You are lucky that you survived, but now, you need to focus on getting better.” It was a true miracle. Felicity helped him lie down again, settling at his side, where she sat on a chair near him. She turned to her brother. “Perhaps, you should tell the General about this, Alexander,” She added softly. “He was so very worried about him, and I think he would be glad to know that the Marquis lives. It will likely give him hope.” Her eyes were weary, as she settled against her chair, gazing over the Marquis, finally feeling relieved that he was alive, knowing that she could finally rest now.

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Neither one of them knew the boy was talking out of head. The pain medicine had made him very loopy and definitely not with it. " I feel dizzy.. " LaFayette muttered, closing his eyes as he rested back on the bed, instead of the chair. His leg hurt ten times worse, now that he had moved a bit. A few soft groans came before silence fell over him.

Hamilton gazed at the boy for some time. "Felicity, you obviously have not seen a wounded Frenchman, doped up like that. Hes not in his head. No boy would come at you like that. You're dating John, not some French noble! " he sounded a bit disappointed with his sister and sighed in annoyance. " I'll go tell the general. I'm sure he would feel relieved to know he made it through the night. I mean LaFayette is his adopted son now. " And with that, he left the hospital tent to inform Washington of the Frenchman's condition.

Felicity looked at him, sending him an annoyed look. “I’m not courting John Laurens. John Laurens just thinks that I am for whatever reason. He has some twisted idea about it,” She shook her head. “He is a friend but no more. Afraid there is. It’s all in his head.” She gazed over at Lafayette. Her heart turned at the very thought, and she touched his forehead tenderly. “Thank God, you are well,” She whispered softly. She didn’t even look as Alexander left to tell the General.

The young man was lucky to be alive, and she was glad for it . She was glad that he was safe, and he would surely be up on his feet in no time. It relieved her. All they could do now was wait until he was a bit better rested.

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"You can believe what you wish, but Laurens has already claimed you, Felicity. " Hamilton argued a bit more as a follow up answer came from Laurens. " He is right. You've been my girlfriend for weeks now. I don't know where you're getting this sudden claim that Lafayette has taken you. He's only been here a week. " The two boys had begun to argue with Felicity right after Washington was informed of the boy's condition.

Unfortunately for all three, LaFayette could every bit that was being said, despite how out of it he was. Yet, he remained in silence. He dealt with the pain in anger, wincing some at the continued arguing. "𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵.. " he whispered just enough that only Felicity could hear as he weakly stroked her finger.

“Claimed me?” Felicity balked, her eyes sharpening as she whirled to gaze over at Alexander. He was absurd. “I am not some property to be bought and sold at the market, Alex. I am your sister — or have you already forgotten? Oh, that’s right,” Her eyes narrowed bitterly. “I forgot you have little care for me at all. Laurens has no right to me, he has no claim to me. He wouldn’t force my hand to him, and even if he did, I would never be anything of his. Not his lover or his wife. There is no courtship. And as for the Marquis,” Her voice softened. “That is no concern of yours.”

She resumed her position of sitting beside Lafayette, and her heart nearly jumped to her throat as she felt his touch. His words, she caught too. She didn’t know what he meant, but she smiled faintly, as she felt the meaning behind them. Her hand slipped to hold his own. “Don’t worry for me,” She breathed shakily. “Just get better is all I ask.” She punctuated her words by lowering her head pressing her lips against his knuckles, her stray dark curls falling over her eyes as she did so.

#muse: felicity hamilton #ch: felicity grace hamilton #ship: laf x fel #turn: washington's spies #roleplay: historical

𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♛

@general-lafayette 🖤

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ma chérie.🥰

mon coeur 🥺🖤

𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♛

@general-lafayette 🖤

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ma chérie.🥰

𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♛

@general-lafayette 🖤

#muse: felicity hamilton #ch: felicity grace hamilton #ch: marquis de lafayette #ship: laf x fel #MY BABIESSSSSS #🥺🥺🥺🤍🤍🤍

If I were Alina, and if I were attracted to the Darkling, I would not be studying the Small Science in the library, but frantically combing every book for references to the Darkling, the Black Heretic, shadow summoning, and any scrap of information about his parents I could find. And whenever anyone walked near it would be a scramble to cover my journals, filled with half legible notes on the subject, while pretending to read some dry, theoretical text.

i know i say this often but i cannot say it loud enough: people who comment on fics, people who reblog posts and engage with fanworks are the people who generate community and without them fandom would be nowhere, so truly thank you for your presence, you make the world go 'round <3

@terry2227 @e-dubbc11 @kayhi808 @imagine-a-fictional-boyfriend @firexfate @snowkestrel @ittybxttykxttytxtty @/anyone who has commented on my fics, it means the world to me even though I haven’t written in a while. 🖤💜

Awe honey!!! 🥺🖤 blessed to be included in the list, and your writing is fantastic. I always enjoy it so much. Oh, and I enjoy talking to you from time to time!!

You are amazing. 🖤

#this is so sweet 🥺❤️#i don’t get often so this was very sweet #anyways ilyyyy 🥺❤️

Mary Stuart in 1.10

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my woman 😩😌

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last podcast on the left sentence starters, pt 3 ↪ taken from various episodes & streams. alter as you see fit

“my mom killed a boy.”

“he was just a backwards human being!”

“at least cherry pie is nice!”

“it’s like the movie ‘stand by me’ or something like that.”

“squirrels are the fleshlight of the forest.”

“another day in long-fat-man history.”

“i went to the doctor with lymphoma and he just gave me a bowl cut.”

“that’s kinda fun.”

“that’ll happen!”

“you’re bein’ mean to me!”

“beavers are the loggers of the animal world, and isn’t that fun?”

“you’re thinking about it. don’t think about it!”

“i’m having one!”

“i’m a naughty little burrito.”

“let’s make our own parmesan.”

“enjoy your devil’s telescope!”

“i could beat you. to death. easily.”

“i can get you a dead girl.”

“you don’t know until you’ve been out there.”

“i would do that, but i don’t know if i want that.”

“[name]’s yelling is right.”

“but in the real world- in layman’s terms, out- out of the hoity toity, ivory tower of acaDEMIA-”

“they found nothing but trouble.”

“we got a nerd alert!”

“this drawer is just full of gold teeth!”

“and in that moment … he ejaculated.”

“you ready for this shit?”

“he said that as an insult but i took it as a compliment.”

“i will not die.”

“i wish that technically he died by being forced through a spaghetti strainer.”

“i like having normal human conversations with you, [name].“

“he’ll take a bullet for you because all he wants to be is dead.”

“a preacher screaming about the end of times, i kinda like it.”

“interesting; i thought the translation was gonna be, like, ‘dick pine’.”

“i wanna watch the sun explode.”

“anyway let’s get back to witchcraft and stop discussing the love life of harry potter.”

“i once watched my great aunt rip apart a teddy bear with her bare hands.”

“i don’t know what that means but it sounds fun.”

“you just smell like roadkill.”

“that’s the upside down, you fuck!”

“but he was a fucking cool-ass dude! i mean - i mean he’s done bad things, obviously he’s done bad things.“

fuckyeahmaryandfrancis

insp.

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gosh my HEART 🥹🖤

#ship: laf x fel #ooc; they are ADORABLE

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Continued from last thread

Sept. 1777 after Brandywine

Hamilton and Laurens both nodded. The ginger squinted his eyes after praying. He thought he saw something but then paid no mind. " I know you dont trust me, but I am still your brother Fel. We have to stick together.. Okay? " speaking lowly, he tried his best to keep from arguing with his little sister.

However, what they didn't know, was that where the boy lay, it had become dark. So, it was hard to see anything. It had become strangely quiet in the tent unexpectedly. A small creak but then nothing after several seconds. A faint whiff of Cologne could be smelt from not even a foot from behind Felicity.....

Felicity almost snorted. “Oh, that is very rich coming from you. You should have thought of that before you decided to abandon me, not once but twice. What makes you think that I can trust you after that?” She sighed, shaking her head. “This is a conversation for another time. We have more important things to focus about. I need to pray for the life of the Marquis.” Ever the devoted Catholic, courtesy of her late, beloved mother, she folded her hands again in prayer, her voice quiet as she submerged herself in the psalm. Of course, even with Felicity’s sharp senses, she was growing weary especially at night. Her forehead rested against her clasped hands as she prayed quietly. She heard the creak, but she did not pay it no mind. It could have been the wind; there was always a draft coming from the tent.

Felicity was very slow to react in the dark, feeling weary, but she shifted against where she was sitting on the floor. She did not turn at first, but eventually, she did, her eyes were bleary, and she looked exhausted herself, what with performing the surgery on Lafayette, and now, her nerves were shattered from worry.

“What in the—”

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It was none other than Lafayette himself standing up, wounded and everything, right in front of her. How in the world?!

"What? "

The boy said softly with a small groan, picking Felicity up and placing her in his own bed. Covering her up in his uniform, he said."Sleep.. I'll be alright. " but was obviously in discomfort . He tediously sat in the rocking chair propping his injured leg on a pillow. " you need it more than I do. I'll keep watch.. " Sighing uncomfortably, he smiled weakly at Felicity as he lit a candle.

Felicity was in such a state of shock. “I—“ She was so floored by the sight that she seemed speechless — it was a first for her. “I — Marquis, I thought you died.” She quickly sat up. “How — how is this possible? Did I…?” She gazed down at the wound. Hells, she must have performed the surgery right. A relief laugh escaped her lips. “I… I don’t understand — how on earth? You look… so much better.”

She was trying to understand. Yet— failing. She stood from the bed, moving to his side. “I’ll sleep when I am dead. I would rather… be focused on you. How do you… how do you feel?” She was blinking as though she saw a ghost. She wondered if this was real.

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Yes Lafayette was indeed alive but barely. How in the world did he muster that much strength?! " I feel awful in all honesty.. My leg is excruciatingly painful.. But I'm alive, and with the woman I am.. falling in love with. Thank 'ou for.. 'elping me. " The boy gently took Felicity into his lap onto his good leg . Leaning forward, he placed the most sweetest kiss on her lips. "I love.. you Felicity.. " his voice no more than a faint whisper, he winced a couple times but kept himself composed as if never to be injured.

She wasn’t sure what was more shocking — the fact that he was alive, or the fact that he confessed his love for her. She blinked at him, unable to form a proper response. The kiss also took her aback as he took her in his arms, and she let her lips press against his own, unable to fully comprehend that this was truly happening. Her arm slipped around his neck. “Me?” She mouthed, her voice trembling with the weight of her own emotions, desire, and something else deeper and beyond that. “It can’t be possibly me to be the woman you love, can it?” She dared not hope, nor dream that this was happening, that this young man was falling for her, a mere girl, with little to offer to him. She seemed to forget both English and French at the moment as she processed this information. “Marquis,” Her eyes grew soft, her lips twitching in a heartfelt smile of her own. Perhaps, this was the only time that she let her guard down. “You cannot be possibly — I don’t understand.” Yet, there was a flush on her pale face, only noticed by the candlelight that illuminated her dark features.

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The wounded Frenchman looked up at her. He was in a bit of a daze due to the pain and was a bit slow to respond to her. "It's.. Fine I don't.. think 'ou believe me right now. " He grunted uncomfortably, the room spinning again. "But I'm not lying.. when i say this. " maybe it was the pain medicine working or making him talk like that. It had to be. He had never spoken like that to her before.

Hamilton raised an eyebrow. " Is he okay? I think he's talking out of his head, Fel. " Her brother said quietly from the doorway. It wasn't in a rude way but more of a concerned tone.

“No,” Felicity spoke vaguely, her tone soft as she regarded Alexander, an unusual moment even for her given her constant issues with the man at hand. “I do not think that he is talking out of his head this time, I think means it.” Her voice softened as she gazed at the man in front of her. “I am just not sure I understand what did I do to earn his affections.” Her final words were too soft to be heard, as though she was talking to herself. She was not sure if Lafayette heard her speak them either, as he was the closest one to her. She sighed softly, gently cupping his face, her eyes becoming soft. “Come, Marquis, you need to lie down and rest. You are lucky that you survived, but now, you need to focus on getting better.” It was a true miracle. Felicity helped him lie down again, settling at his side, where she sat on a chair near him. She turned to her brother. “Perhaps, you should tell the General about this, Alexander,” She added softly. “He was so very worried about him, and I think he would be glad to know that the Marquis lives. It will likely give him hope.” Her eyes were weary, as she settled against her chair, gazing over the Marquis, finally feeling relieved that he was alive, knowing that she could finally rest now.

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Neither one of them knew the boy was talking out of head. The pain medicine had made him very loopy and definitely not with it. " I feel dizzy.. " LaFayette muttered, closing his eyes as he rested back on the bed, instead of the chair. His leg hurt ten times worse, now that he had moved a bit. A few soft groans came before silence fell over him.

Hamilton gazed at the boy for some time. "Felicity, you obviously have not seen a wounded Frenchman, doped up like that. Hes not in his head. No boy would come at you like that. You're dating John, not some French noble! " he sounded a bit disappointed with his sister and sighed in annoyance. " I'll go tell the general. I'm sure he would feel relieved to know he made it through the night. I mean LaFayette is his adopted son now. " And with that, he left the hospital tent to inform Washington of the Frenchman's condition.

Felicity looked at him, sending him an annoyed look. “I’m not courting John Laurens. John Laurens just thinks that I am for whatever reason. He has some twisted idea about it,” She shook her head. “He is a friend but no more. Afraid there is. It’s all in his head.” She gazed over at Lafayette. Her heart turned at the very thought, and she touched his forehead tenderly. “Thank God, you are well,” She whispered softly. She didn’t even look as Alexander left to tell the General.

The young man was lucky to be alive, and she was glad for it . She was glad that he was safe, and he would surely be up on his feet in no time. It relieved her. All they could do now was wait until he was a bit better rested.

#muse: felicity hamilton #ch: felicity grace hamilton (oc)#ch: marquis de lafayette #ship: laf x fel #turn washington's spies #roleplay: historical #scene: the duel #//apologies it’s short #//idk what this is but here we are

༘⋆｡ platonic bonds & dynamics starters.

best friends.

you said you'd always be there. i'm holding you to that.

i'm not leaving you alone with your thoughts!

nobody gets to call you that but me.

do i need to fight someone for you?

we're not just friends. you're my family.

i'm already on my way.

if i die, promise you'll erase my search history.

we should not be allowed unsupervised in public.

combined, we're one whole functioning adult!

i've helped you lie to your parents, friends, & your boss... what's one more?

ex-friends.

i wanted to call you. every time something happened.

how did you just stop caring?

you can't pretend we weren't close.

i miss you. i'm not sorry.

i don't think i can forgive you.

i miss hating the same people together.

do your new friends know the version of you i knew?

you ghosted me. but sure! let's pretend it was mutual!

i still know your favorite song.

i didn't just lose my friend, i lost an entire chapter of my life.

rivals.

this isn't personal. you're just in my way.

why are you so obsessed with beating me?

you think you're better than me? prove it.

you talk a lot for someone who's always second place.

did you rehearse that comeback in the mirror?

do you ever stop talking?

one day, i'm going to beat you.

i don't like you. that doesn't mean i don't respect you.

i didn't come to play fair, i came to win.

you think i'm threatened by you? no, you just motivate me to be better.

roommates.

i swear i didn't eat your leftovers! well, not ALL of them.

i heard everything. these walls are thin.

can you PLEASE clean up after yourself?

wanna watch a movie? i'm making popcorn!

you know we're not friends, right? we just live together.

i think i know your schedule better than mine at this point.

you talk in your sleep.

you can't just adopt a pet without talking to me first!

i'm going to start charging your dates rent.

if we can survive living together, we can survive anything.

if your [ family member ] drops by unannounced one more time...

academic partners.

you forgot the project deadline. again.

this was supposed to be a group effort!

i think we would've crashed and burned without you.

you brought snacks to study group? okay, i think i like you.

we're not friends. stop telling me about your personal life.

you're actually kind of smart, you know?

i'll be the brains, you do the presentation.

we agreed no emotional breakdowns during mid-terms!

i cannot believe i'm depending on you to pass this class.

i need a break so i can scream into my textbook...

do you try to make friends with EVERY person in group projects?

siblings.

you're not my [ mom / dad / parent ]! don't tell me how to live.

i'm allowed to make fun of you. nobody else is.

i know you better than anyone else ever will.

stop trying to fix me!

something bad happened. can i come home?

you're still the favorite, even now.

still trying to live in my shadow, huh?

i'm not jealous of you!

we survived that house, that's gotta count for something.

remember how we used to talk about running away?

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