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Facts about Lafayette that prove he’s a legend
First of all, his full name is: Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette
Bro was LOADED! He was the richest orphan in France. Pretty much all his relatives died, leaving him with 120,000 livres as an income.
In 1777 Lafayette asked Loui XVI if he could go fight for freedom in America, the king said no but Lafayette went anyway, he was 19 at the time! He had to leave the country illegally the some accounts say that he dressed as a pregnant woman to do so. (But this could just be a rumour)
He was shot in the leg during battle (still in 1777) and didn’t notice until AFTER the battle! Washington has to forcibly send him home, but he did this with orders for the doctor to ‘treat him like a (Washington’s) son’.
After the Battle of Monmouth Laf sat with George Washington under a tree and the two fell asleep.
He named his only son after George Washington.
Lafayette gifted young John Quincy Adams an Alligator. This is the reason there has been an alligator in the White House bathroom. It had been given to Lafayette by an admirer and he gifted it on since he couldn’t take it to France with him.
He was nicknamed ‘The Hero Of Two Worlds’ because he fought for American and French freedom.
Soooo for Laurette (Laurens/Lafayette) shippers out there, have you noticed that Lafayette and Laurens look at each other intensely while holding hands at this passage? Your welcome for thoses who didnt know. (And i still feel sad that during the Laurens’s interlude we dont see anymore Mulligan and Lafayette reactions, in the workshop Lafayette falls to his knees crying 🥺)
I have some cringe pics! I'm going to sleep now
Hamilton Angst Disney/Pixar Quotes
Alexander: "I've been stuck being perfect my whole entire life!!!"
Lafayette: "My whole entire life I've been their perfect little Lafayette!!"
John: "I'm just so sick being perfect!! I'm never gonna be good enough for him or anyone!!
Hercules: "You ever bother to ask what I want? No, you walking around telling me what to do what not to do. Trying to make me be like you. Well I'm not going to be like you"
Aaron: "I will never be good enough for you"
Marie: Are you implying that I occasionally stray from the rulebook.
Lafayette: I’m implying that you do not possess a rulebook. And if you do, you most certainly have never opened it.
Hamilton: General?
Washington: Yes?
Laurens: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?
Washington:
Washington: Where’s Lafayette?
Avoid The Bumps
Pairing: Lafayette x reader
Warnings: SMUT, fingering, light d/s undertones, public sex, language, translated French and fucking LAFAYETTE in general
What...me? Posting two fics in a week? Not me! AND it’s a smut? Wow. Yay me. Anyway. So, yeah. I wrote this months ago, though slightly altered. It was originally a poly!hamilsquad short fic, and I can still put that out if y’all want. But I’m proud of this. I don’t really know what made me think of this, but I do know it came to me one night at 2am, you know, when ALL my ideas come to me. So, enjoy! Let me know if you want to be tagged, and, as always, feedback is appreciated! ENJOY!
Road trips weren't always that great.
In saying that, Y/N had a blast on the way to Virginia, full of laughs, jamming to music, and junking out in the car. She was with her favorite people, and never thought that being in such a tight, small space could be so much fun.
Yet, on the drive back, it was uneventful; maybe everyone was just tired from the built up energy from the past few days, and it slowly came to a stop. They mostly slept, played music at a low volume.
Currently, John was in the middle seat, leaning his head on Hercules shoulder while Alex had his head in John's lap, all sleeping. Y/N was leaning against the window in the passenger seat and Lafayette was driving.
Y/N saw a sign reading that home was only sixty more miles. Thank god. She could already feel her bed, warm and welcoming, she couldn't wait.
Y/N startled as her hand was picked up, interlocking with Lafayette's. "What are you thinking about, ma amour?"
His tone fit the mood, light and quiet. It was late afternoon, and the sun was hitting just right on his skin, practically glowing. He was beautiful, absolutely beautiful.
"My bed," She answered honestly, and it made Laf scoff.
"You mean our bed, non?" He raised a brow questionably.
"Nope, when I get home it's mine. Nobody else allowed, just me and the pillows and sheets."
Laf rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, cherie, goes."
She squeezed his hand and lifted it to her mouth, giving it a long kiss. Laf glanced over at her behavior, smirking before turning his eyes back on the road.
"Should we stop and get some food before we head back into town?" Y/N rubbed her thumb against his hand and he hummed.
"Sure," Laf looked at the big, green billboard and smirked. "Next stop is another twenty miles."
In the rearview, the boys were out like a light. Alex’s snores were loud, and John was drooling onto Herc’s shoulder. The latter had his headphones on, making it impossible to hear anything. Laf hummed to himself.
He moved their linked hands to her thigh, and Laf squeezed once. "You alright?"
Y/N nodded and leaned her head back on the window. Licking his lips, he lowered his tone, "Why don't you unbutton your shorts, ma ange?"
He saw her head bounce back up from the glass, swallowing hard. She looked behind her before whispering, "The boys are asleep."
"Then we better not wake them," Laf turned to look at her surprised expression, switching lanes after.
Several seconds passed before she released his hand and started unbuttoning her shorts, sliding the zipper down slowly. Y/N was worried that he would crash, but then again, she's seen him around the kitchen- the man could multitask.
Laf's hand crawled up her thigh, squeezing lightly before palming her through the shorts. Y/N let out a shaky breath, biting her lip and watching the road ahead.
“Relax, Y/N.” Her boyfriend said softly, pressing the heel of his hand down on her clit.
Laf moved his hand into her shorts, passing her underwear and diving straight towards her pussy. The pressure made Y/N shake, closing her eyes and covering her mouth with her hand, leaning back against the window.
She had learned two things about Lafayette during sex: he was an ass kinda guy, and his long fingers came in handy in the best ways. They never failed to make her shudder, and even though he liked to take his time, she could have them in her forever.
He started pumping his index finger in her folds slowly. The seat beneath her creaked as she sunk into it and lifted her right leg onto the seat, giving him better access. He took this opportunity and shoved another finger in without warning. Y/N gasped and gripped his arm with her free hand.
Laf spared a glance; her face was blissed out, eyelids hanging low, jaw clenched in order to keep quiet. He wished he could view her properly, but he brought this on while driving, their lives were in his hands.
When she clenched around him, Laf couldn't help but chuckle deep. If that's how she wants to play it. He quickly started thrusting his fingers in her, barely hearing the delicious squelch of her juices over the soft tune of the radio.
Y/N felt like she couldn't breathe, she wanted to scream out, beg for more, beg for anything more.
Yet, if she woke up her friends in the backseat, not only would she be embarrassed but they could cause a distraction, and make Laf swerve. She didn't want to be discovered dead with her shorts undone.
His rhythm made her whimper, finding herself lifting her hips to meet his brutal thrusts. A third finger almost made her cry out, but Laf quickly drew away before slamming right back in, adding his thumb against her clit. Y/N looked over at him; his grip on the wheel made his bicep flex, making her whimper softly.
Lafayette truly could make everything sexy.
Leaning her weight against the window, she clenched around his fingers and came hard, lips thinned and a hand covering her mouth. It was a pulsing feeling, literally. She felt a weight lift off her shoulders, though she doesn't know where it came from.
Laf pulled his fingers out and licked them clean, making Y/N clench again.
She met his gaze as he smirked at her. The Frenchman blew a kiss at her and mouthed, “good girl.”
Y/N let out a shuddering breath, buttoning up her shorts and trying to get her heart rate to come down.
For good measure, she checked to make sure the three boys were still sleeping, and, thank god, they turned out to be in the same position they had been in before.
She looked over at the smug bastard in the driver seat and looked down to find he had his own problem.
She smirked herself, “Think you could be quiet now, Gilbert?”
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