#hamilsquad x reader

[littlesunshine1223]

J.Laurens aesthetic

[multifamdomfan]

Could you do a hamilton boys with a plus sized afab!reader? 🫶

Hamilsquad x plus sized! fem!reader

🫶 right back at'cha babe

Can be interpreted as platonic or romantic

Let's be honest the boys don't care what you look like

It's what's on the inside that counts (cheesy I know but it's true)

They all think you're beautiful because of your personality

But it does have some perks

They all think you give the best hugs and cuddles

You're their personal pillow

Besides that it doesn't affect the relationship

If you ever get insecure Alexander can and will write you a eighty page document on how amazing you are and how beautiful you are

John will cuddle you and try to love the insecurity away (it's bound to at least help)

Lafayette showers you with compliments and kiss you on the cheek after each one

Hercules will sit down and talk with you if you want if not that's fine too. He will compliment you as well and hugs you ^^

If your insecurity is because someone talks bad about your u or said something to your face they are pissed

Even if you aren't insecure and someone is being a jerk to you they are still pissed

If you don't care that's great, I wish I had your confidence but they care. You're important to them and they are not going to let someone disrespect you

Alex and John will try to fight the person immediately

Herc will push his anger aside and focus on you and what you need

Lafayette will cuss the person out and verbally attack them in both English and French

You are amazing and deserve to be treated with respect and they won't tolerate anything else

[ms5m1th]

not my Hamilton faze trying to come back

[katie-writes24]

Twisted Sheets

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: SMUT! Oral sex, fingering, loss of virginity (kinda), also another dirty thing at the end that I don’t want to physically write out, language, fluffy beginning, alcohol, translated French, terrible innuendos and an increasing amount of shameless writing

W o w, so I’m just gonna leave this here while I’m trying to come up with an ending to my next Laurens fic! I am struggling and it is way overdue, sooooo have this which I wrote like eight months ago? Anyways, this is literally just....like I see fics where it just focuses on Y/N when it’s going down and I- don’t look at me like that, I know you think about how it would go down to! I combined it so- nvm just...you’ll see. Sooo yeah...I should be ashamed with the vast amount of detail I think I added, but you know what, you dirty little fuckers have probably done worse! Give me some feedback and enjoy!

It was their five month anniversary, and Hercules just came home from work to find the table set with some food. He smiled and looked into the kitchen to find Y/N and John dancing to music. Lafayette was bobbing his head and picking out some wine.

Hands snuck around his waist and he felt a kiss against his back. "Happy anniversary, beloved," Alex whispered in his ear and Herc turned around to give him a kiss.

"Happy anniversary," He took off his shoes and ran to the bedroom real quick to change out of his clothes.

"Mon amours, you're gonna burn the food," Lafayette set out glasses on the table and looked to find Y/N and John still in their own little world.

"Guys, I'm not eating burnt lasagna," Alex moves passed them and took the food out of the oven.

"My garlic knots!" Y/N races to the top oven and pulled the bread out, hearing Alex snicker. She punched his arm. “It's not funny."

"It is when it would've been your fault," Alex smirked and went to sit at the table, Hercules coming out of the room with sweatpants and a lose t-shirt on.

"There you are," John went over and gave him a passionate kiss. "Happy anniversary!" Lafayette made his way over and greeted the man the same.

Y/N came out of the kitchen, bowl in hand and sat down next to Herc and Alex, rubbing the formers leg and giving him a kiss.

Laf raised his glass and smiled, "Joyeux anniversaire, mon amours!" They all clinked glasses and smiled at each other.

They talked about their day, and how grateful they were that it was finally the weekend. They've been in their new apartment for two months, and while Herc still worked, the rest of them stayed at home most of the time.

"This is great, babygirl," John said around a mouthful of salad, earning him a kick from Herc.

"Thanks, you helped," Y/N stuck her third garlic knot into her mouth and got snickers from the boys. "Don't test a girl and her bread."

Once they were all done eating, Alex and Herc did the dishes, while Laf cleaned up the table. John and Y/N went to the couch and browsed for a movie to watch.

They decided on some Hugh Jackman movie none of them had seen, and about forty minutes in there was a graphic sex scene.

The couch groaned when Laf shifted in his seat. He was on one end, with Herc in the middle and Y/N on the other end. Alex was laying on John on the couch next to them, and suddenly Alex popped his head up and looked at John with a smirk.

"You want some help with that?" His whisper made John shiver, and he struggled to get into a sitting position.

"Wh-what, what do you mean?" John was getting nervous, avoiding eye contact with everyone, especially when he saw Y/N look over at the commotion.

"Dude, you're hard," Alex gave him his space, but still looked down at the obvious dick print on his pants. John flushed in embarrassment, making Alex speak softer, "There's nothing wrong with that."

They brought it up before. They've all been dating for five months, there was obviously an urge. They were all new to it, none of them knew where to start with having sex with five people at once. Laf had made some dirty comments that got Alex all hot and bothered, but John shyed away from the idea, saying it was too early. They all had an unspoken agreement that their first time had to be with everyone, together.

"It is a night of celebration," Laf paused the movie, and looked towards the freckled boy. "And you're obviously ready for a party."

John blushed further at his predatory look, still not making eye contact. Herc ran a hand up Y/N’s thigh and it made her shift.

"We won't force you, John, if that's what you're worried about," Y/N looked at him sincerely. She obviously wanted to do it, but she wouldn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable.

"No, I want to," John finally looked up, taking a deep breath. "I do, trust me..."

Alex started kissing up his neck, and it made him get lost in thought.

"Then let's get this party started," Alex whispered in his ear and it made him whimper.

"I'm a virgin!" He decided to rip off the band aid, screaming out his fear.

It got quiet. John had his eyes closed, and his heart was beating rapidly. What if this was the breaking point?

"Okay," Hercules got up from the couch and crouched in front of him, resting a hand over his cheek. John finally opened his eyes when Herc said, "Nothing wrong with that, either. We'll go slow, if you'd let us?”

John glanced to see all the flustered looks turn into ones of understanding. "You're...you guys aren't upset?"

"Why would we be upset, babe?" Alex looked at him curiously. "There's nothing wrong with being a virgin. Hell, I'm still a virgin some places."

That made Y/N scratch her neck shyly, feeling her face heat up.

"We'll go slow," Herc took his hands in his, rubbing his thumb on the backside. "Is that okay?"

John looked around to see four people who loved him, who he loved.

Slow.

"Okay," John nodded, and then Herc was leading him into the bedroom. Behind them, Alex had pulled Y/N up, giving her a toe-curling kiss. It made Laf bite his lip and then Y/N was intertwining their fingers and pushing them towards the bedroom.

John and Herc were making out on the bed, and Laf snuck up behind John and started kissing his neck. Alex shut the door and wrapped his arms around Y/N, walking them over to their lovers.

"So, uh," John scratches the back of his neck, looking at his partners. "How do we start this?"

"We'll go slow," Laf reminded him. “What do you want to do?"

John closed his eyes softly and thought it over. He didn't want to do anything too far tonight, he didn't want to get overwhelmed. Y/N sensed this and sat next to him on the bed.

"I wanna watch someone give you a blowjob," She shrugged at Herc’s surprised look at her bluntness, but made John groan nonetheless. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah, hell yeah," John grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss.

Herc started undressing himself, watching Laf do the same. Y/N moves onto John's neck, sucking a bruise onto his collar bone. Laf ran a hand up her backside and pulled at the hem of her shirt.

"Let me undress you, mon amours," He sat up and pulled John's shirt off him, taking in his broad chest and soft muscles. Him and Alex had the same kind of frame, and he's seen both many times before, but never like this.

Herc ran his hand through Johns curls and tugged a little, noticing the wince of delight coming from him. Alex helped Y/N take her shirt off, smirking at the bra she wore.

"It's nothing special," She scoffed. Alex shook his head and kissed her.

"Doesn't have to be," He whispered against her lips. "You're special enough."

Laf pulled off her shorts as she sat up, running a hand slowly over her ass, looking up to see her softly bite her lip. He smirked and turned to see Herc watch hungrily.

"Now, I believe the lady asked to see a blowjob?" Alex sunk down on his knees, pulling John further down onto the bed. Laf got up and walked around, wanting to watch the show. Herc took his place and wrapped comforting hands around John's upper body. Fingers wrapped around the hem of his boxers and tugged hesitantly.

"I'm gonna take these off, okay?" Alex looked up to see dark eyes, full of lust and anxiousness. John nodded and gasped as he pulled the fabric off slowly.

Y/N went over to Laf's side, caressing his cheek with her blunt nails. They both watched Alex stroke John's cock, pulling his foreskin back and watching precum leak from the tip.

Alex slowly licked up his base, and John moaned loudly, moving a hand up to cover his mouth.

"No, no," Herc took his hand and intertwined it with his own. "None of that, we want to hear you."

John felt goosebumps on his skin, feeling eyes on him. He looked up to see Laf and Y/N completely flustered.

Alex finally moved his mouth down, going about halfway down and hearing his boyfriend moan. He felt himself get uncomfortable with the restriction in his pants, and noticed that he was the only one fully dressed. But that would have to wait.

Herc snaked his hand around John's chest and tugged at a nipple. He grew harder by the second at his moans and Alex's mouth wrapped around his dick. Y/N squeezed her thighs together, and it didn't go unnoticed. Laf smirked as she squirmed, caressing a hand over the back of thigh, making her shiver.

"Fuck, Alex," John threw his head back against Herc's chest, gasping as Alex took him fully into his mouth.

Soon enough, Alex was sucking hard, rubbing the inside of John's thighs and licking around the tip. John's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he let out a shuddering gasp and eventually came down his throat.

Laf rubbed himself through his boxers, and Y/N covered his hand with hers, earning a gasp from the man.

As Alex pulled his shirt over his head, John looked back and kissed Herc, moaning into his mouth. "I want to suck you.”

Herc quickly moved off the bed, kneeling one leg by John’s shoulder. He lowered his boxers to his thighs and John started stroking his cock, Herc groaning at the sensation.

"Y/N, come here," Herc looked back and saw the girl looking completely overwhelmed. And she hasn't even done anything but watch.

She got on all fours, facing Laf still, her backside to Herc, and John watched her underwear fold in as her legs bent.

"Take them off, babe," He looked up and found Herc looking at him eagerly. John reached up with his free hand and pulled down her panties. She gasped and Laf stepped out of his own underwear. Alex was finally naked, too, stroking himself while watching the scene before him.

Y/N pulled Laf towards her and began to lick the tip of his cock, pulling at his ball sack and feeling Herc run a fingertip up her wetness.

Alex sighed as Laf pulled him over and got a hand on him, kissing behind his ear and moaning.

"Holy shit," Y/N gasped as Herc put a finger in her, pulling off Laf and adjusting to the feeling. John's eyes got wide as he saw his finger disappear into her, making a squelching sound.

Moans filled the room as they all tried to take in everything. Herc was holding back, trying not to fuck into Johns mouth. He had a hand on Herc's ass and the other was stroking what he couldn’t hold in his mouth.

Y/N moaned around Laf and his face scrunched up in pleasure. He slurred to himself and kept the pace on Alex's cock. Alex gripped his shoulder as he whispered how good Y/N’s mouth looked around Laf's dick.

Herc sped up the pace, thrusting two fingers into her pussy at a speed that made her tremble. She fisted the sheets in her hands and bobbed her head quicker, trying to get Laf to release.

John was close, again. Hearing all the dirty noises that was coming from his partners did something to him. He loved the feeling of Herc on his tongue; he sucked harder and soon Herc was grabbing his hair and pulling out of his mouth. He stroked his cock fast, cumming on John's chest with a grunt.

Alex watched with dark eyes, thrusting into Laf's big hand and feeling his toe curls. Laf turned to give him a deep kiss, moving his hand faster.

Y/N had been neglected as Hercules bathed in the afterglow; but soon enough he put three fingers in her and focused on curling his fingers and making her cum only seconds later.

The vibrations against his cock made Laf finish in her mouth, some leaking out. That did it for Alex, watching her cheeks hallow and Laf's semen leak down her chin. It was a complete sin.

Heavy breathing filled the room. Y/N pulled off and before she could wipe her chin, Alex leaned down and shoved his tongue into her mouth. It was something filthy; it made John's eyes go wide when he saw Alex run his tongue over her jaw.

He got so lost in the sight that he startled when he felt a hand run over his hip. Laf looked down at him with a smirk, and proceeded to lick Herc's cum off his chest.

"Shit," John's head fell back against the pillows and he let out a sigh. Herc moaned and sat down next to him.

Laf licked all the way up into John's mouth, going slow and making him taste their lover.

Alex put his hand on Herc’s shoulder and gave him a deep kiss, “That’s hot."

"Totally," Herc looked up at him with complete love, holding onto the hand on his shoulder.

Y/N threw wet rags at them, alreayd having thrown on a nightshirt. “I'm not sleeping with sticky men."

"Don't worry, ma cheri," Laf headed to the bathroom, looking her up and down as he said, "I got it all off."

She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help purse her lips. Herc was smirking and she threw a rag at his head.

Once they all cleaned up, they settled in bed, all throwing on new underwear.

Y/N had fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed, John snuggling close next to her, softly snoring. Laf was looking at something on his phone while Herc snuggled on the other side of John.

"That was fun," Herc looked at the two sleeping with a smile. "Really fun..."

"That it was," Alex pulled back his sheets and waited for Lafayette to come over and scoot towards Y/N. Alex cuddled behind the Frenchman and closed his eyes. "By the way, I'm totally fucking one of you next time."

Laf laughed, "Funny you think you're the one doing the fucking."

"Yeah, Alex, you're totally gonna be the one getting fucked," Herc whispered and heard the man gasp in shock.

"Shhhh," John reaches over and hit Herc in the chest, making the three giggle at his crankiness.

....🙈 okay let me know if you want to be tagged...

@wwaywardwinchester @vemazing

[07x1x4x1]

Hamilton [Musical] | Masterlist

Disclaimer: The fanfiction stories listed are of my work and shall not be reposted or translated without my constent. Some stories might involve smut (as tagged individually) and should not be consumed by people under the age of 18+! However, I am not responsible of the media you choose to consume. Cheers ♥ 

→ Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader (Modern AU):

♪ get you the moon: prologue

♪ get you the moon: prt 1: John – “You gave me a shoulder when I needed it”

[megs-mostly-past-random-fandoms]

The Best of Roommates

Here’s a fic! It was originally supposed to be a John Laurens fluffy piece, but it turned into something else instead. *Familiar Characters are NOT mine!*

Fandom: Hamilton: An American Musical. 

Warnings: Modern AU, fluff-ish??, Matchmaking

Pairings/Characters: Hamilsquad(ish) x reader(platonic), John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton, implied Thomas Jefferson x reader at the end

When you started your first term at university, you immediately decided that living on campus was not your thing. That was how you found yourself living off campus with one Mr. John Laurens. He was a year or two ahead of you and a pre-law major. He wanted "fight for the little guy", as he put it. Honestly, the two of you got on pretty well. And you adored his two best friends, Herc and Laf. You were the four Musketeers and you knew you'd do anything to keep them happy. Something you'd have the opportunity to do when John met…him.

         You smiled to yourself when you heard the door open. The new term had started and John's last class ran later than yours, so you were already home cooking. "Hey, John! How was-" you cut off when John came strolling in with a giddy smile on his face, followed by Herc and Laf who were chuckling softly.

         "What's with him?" you asked them, pointing to John. Herc started making obscene movements with his pelvis while Laf merely smiled and placed a hand over his heart. "Our dear ami has met the love of his life today!" Your head whipped around to John and you grinned. "Shut up," he muttered as a light dusting of pink appeared on his freckled cheeks.

         "Who is it?!" you asked immediately. If Herc and Laf were this invested, this person must be something. John's blush deepened and he looked away as he muttered something. Herc rolled his eyes. "Hamilton. The guy's name is Hamilton. He's been here a while, but mostly keeps to himself, writing all the time, unless he's got something to say. The professor paired them up as co-counselors for a mock trial next week. Poor Laurens can't even speak to the guy."

         John let out a groan as he flopped down onto the couch.  You arched a brow. John had never been like this before. Dramatic, yes, but never over a guy. "Invite him over," you said simply. John's gaze shot up to you. "Are you insane, Y/N? I can't talk to the guy. I get a little tongue-tied." You shrugged a little.

         "You have to work with him on this mock trial. Invite him over to prep for it. At some point, the three of us will make an excuse to slip out and you can he can spend some one-on-one time where you’re comfortable." Herc and Laf agreed whole-heartedly. John always put others before himself. Now it was his turn to be happy. You suddenly felt yourself being pulled into a hug. "You're the best, Y/N!" You chucked and rolled your eyes.

*short time skip*

         Alexander Hamilton was…interesting, to say the least. He was opinionated and loud. When he took a stand about something, everyone knew it. He would make a great lawyer. His personality seemed almost the opposite of John's, but even so, you could see the fight in him and you liked that. Not to mention, he and John looked positively adorable together. You and the others liked him immediately and it was clear to you that he had some serious heart-eyes for John.

         After introductions were made, the five of you sat around talking for a few minutes. Laf was quietly encouraging John to make a move. Herc was trying to get as much information out of Alexander as possible. He took his job as the "dad" of your group very seriously. Meanwhile, you were just trying to figure out the best way to get the three of you out of there so Alexander and John could be alone for a bit.

         "Well," you started after a bit, making a little show of getting up and stretching, "I gotta go. I've got a project of my own to work on. I'm supposed to meet Jefferson tonight." Alexander made a face. "Thomas Jefferson?" he asked. You chuckled a bit. John had told you all about Alexander's hatred of Jefferson. "Yeah. I know how you feel. Which is why these knuckleheads," you continued on, pulling at Herc and Laf's sleeves, "Are coming with me. So I don't strangle the man." John flashed you a grateful smile as you practically dragged the others out the door.

         Since you didn't actually have a project with Jefferson, you and your friends decided to grab some food and caffeine, taking your time to sit and enjoy it. "Do you think they will be happy together?" Laf asked, making the women at the table behind you swoon. You shrugged. "I don't know, Laf. All I know is that John deserves to be with someone who makes him happy. I've never seen him smile about anyone else the way he does when he talks about Alexander."

         "What about you? Anyone you've got your eye on?" Herc asked. You choked a little on your food and shook your head. They didn't need to know, at least not yet. "I only have eyes for you, Hercules," you replied sarcastically when you could talk again. He chuckled and rolled his eyes.

         "Besides, I think we should focus on Laf next. I saw he had his eyes on Peggy Schuyler." Laf looked down at his plate and rubbed the back of his neck. You and Herc laughed a little before shifting the conversation and relieving your friend of his embarrassment. When you finally ran out of topics for the day, you returned to your apartment while Herc and Laf made their way back to the dorms.

         You quietly unlocked the door and opened it. Your eyes widened slightly at the sight before you. Clearly, no studying had been done at all. Papers were scattered to the floor and even from where you were standing, you could see a fresh hickey on your roommate's neck. Somehow, the two of them managed to arrange themselves to sleep on tiny sofa, with John practically draped on top of Alexander. Their eyes were closed and Alexander had his arms wrapped around John. Your plan had worked it seemed. Smiling to yourself, you pulled out your phone and took a pic.

         Quietly closing the door behind you, you sent the pic off to your friends with the caption, "Y/F/N, Matchmaker Extraordinaire!" They both replied quickly, making you smile. You walked away from the apartment, feeling better knowing that you had helped your best friend and the best roommate you could have asked for find happiness.

         Your phone ringing brought you out of your little bubble. You glanced at the caller ID and beamed once more. "Hello, Darlin'," the voice on the other end greeted. You chuckled at the Virginian as butterflies erupted in your stomach. "Hey, Thomas. I'm on my way over." After all, John wasn't the only one who needed a little joy in his life.

(a/n: I really don’t know how this changed from a fluffy Laurens fic to a Hamilsquad matchmaking fic, but it did and I really hope you like it!)

[just-my-fandom]

Distracted (Hamilsquad x Artist! Reader)

Date set to post; August 1st, 2020

Date posted; August 4th, 2020

Pairings; Hamilsquad x Reader, John Lauren’s x Reader, Marquis de Lafayette x Reader, Hercules Mulligan x Reader, Alexander Hamilton x Reader

Request; May I please (pretty please) have a hamilsquad story where the reader is dating the core four (John, Alexander, Lafayette and Hercules) and she’s an artist in university, but lately she’s been super stressed about a certain project so the boys just pull her away from the project to refresh her brain?

Warning(s); Reader has an anxiety attack?? Kinda??

Note; This is my first ever Hamilton story, so send feedback and send in requests!!

Requests Opened? Yes

. . .

It has been five hours. Five hours since you eagerly dipped your paintbrush into the first bowl of paint. Five hours since you painted the first line.

It has been four hours. Four hours since your hand started cramping. Four hours since you’ve noticed you used the wrong color shade.

It has been three hours. Three hours since you first stepped back to admire your half done painting. Three hours since you’ve realized that the painting was not going to fit your canvas.

It has been two hours. Two hours since you’ve restarted. Two hours since you threw your first paint cup out of anger. Two hours since you realized that you needed the color of paint you threw.

It has been an hour. An hour since you finally gave up, sitting on the ground with your back against the wall, elbows on your knees and head in your hands.

Your eyes stare blankly ahead of you. The canvas stares back, a little over halfway done but still requiring another five hours of work.

A low, tired groan escapes your lips as you drop your head onto your knees, hands covered in dry paint running over your messy hair, that had been pulled into a bun fifteen minutes into your work.

You don’t hear the front door open, one of your four boyfriends calling out for you to announce he had arrived home.

The door to your office opens, Hercules taking in the white sheets that protect the wood of the floor, paint spattering said sheets. His eyes finally land on you, your head barely lifted so your eyes stare at the floor, glossy from burning tears,

“Hey,” Hercules calls, moving into the office so you blinked and looked up at him, his figure squatting down so he was eye level with you, “How long have you been sitting here?”

“An hour,” You murmur, eyes flicking to the clock over his shoulder, before you swipe your sleeve under your nose, exhaling.

“And how long have you been cooped up in this office?” Hercules raises an eyebrow, and you shrug, looking up to stare at your canvas for the thousandth time,

“Five hours, I think?” You shake your head, “I keep finding little flaws the longer I stare at it. I had to restart because the canvas wasn’t big enough. I threw the one color I needed because I got mad,” Your raise your hands to press to your eyes, sniffling, “It’s due tomorrow- and it’s only half done, Herc,”

“You need a break,” Hercules orders, hands sticking out for you to take. He stands straight, pulling you with him, “Why don’t you take the rest of the afternoon off, the boys should be home soon,”

“I can’t just sit around, I’ll end up finding myself back in here,” You scoff, and glare at the painting that caused your distress,

“Alright,” Hercules nods, tugging on your hands and scanning your form, “Then you can try on the dress I brought from work that I’ve started,”

You nod, silently, letting Hercules lead you out of your office, across the hall to his own where the (F/C) dress hung next to the open window,

“Did you purprosely make it in my favorite color, Hercules?” You raise an eyebrow, glad you were only in shorts and a tank top, as you could easily step into the dress then on the small podium for display,

“Maybe,” Hercules smirks, tying the dress from the back, rounding you so he could pin the extra fabric at your hips, and under your breasts,

The office falls silent for moments, your eyes falling shut as Hercules added pins to the collar of the dress, his touch soothing your aching muscles from standing and sitting

“We’re home!” John and Alexander’s sudden shouts cause you to jolt, the pin Hercules was holding poking your collarbone so you hissed, and Hercules glared at the doorway,

“Herc’s office!” You shout back, sighing as you raise a hand to the skin that stung and rubbed,

“Sorry, babe,” Hercules murmurs, and you smile, leaning forward to press your lips to his, as if to accept his apology.

“Hey, Y/N!” John calls, he and Alexander both appearing in the doorway so you looked at them over your shoulder, waving half heartedly, “We saw your painting, it’s looking great,”

You groan, loudly, head dropping back, “Please don’t mention that painting,”

“Want to explain why?” Alex questions, arms crossed as he steps to your front view, watching Hercules kneel in front of you and tweak at the belt of your dress,

“I’ve been in there for over five hours,” You explain, hands now on your hips, “I restarted when I was halfway through, threw the color paint I needed, and every time I look at it I want to toss it out the window,”

“So you don’t like it, noted,” John nods, standing at your opposite side, “How long have you been in here?”

“Only a couple minutes. I needed to get away from my painting before I punched a hole in it,” You shrug, and look down at Hercules when he begins to measure out the edges of the fluffed dress, “Hercules here found me,”

“If I hadn’t, you would have starved alone,” Hercules teases, your hand lightly hitting the top of his head with a breathy laugh,

“Bonjour!” [Hello] Lafayette calls, and your muscles seem to relax a second time at his soothing voice, “Where are you, mes amours?” [My loves]

“Hercs office!” You repeat, shifting to look over your shoulder, awaiting the Frenchmans appearance,

“Ah!” Lafayette smiles from the doorway, you in front of your three boyfriends, “Well, don’t you look darling,”

“Thank you, Laf,” You fake a courtesy, and stand straight when Hercules glances up at you,

“I saw your painting, mon amour,” [My love] Lafayette jabs a thumb over his shoulder, shoulders dropping at John and Alexander’s quick shakes of their heads, “Oh non,” [Oh no] Lafayette moves to your view, noticing how your smile had dropped, “Did you wish not to mention the painting?”

“I’ve just been having a hard time with it, is all,” You smile, reassuringly, Lafayette making a face of confusion,

“Pourquoi?” [What for?] He squints his eyes, “It looks marvelous!”

“But it doesn’t, Lafayette!” You don’t mean to jerk back, but Hercules’ surprised expression when you step back and off the podium causes you to deflate,

“I’m sorry,” You murmur, and reach your arms back to untie the dress, “I need some air. I promise I’ll wear it again later,”

“Okay,” Hercules nods, brows up in understandment as he takes the dress, “That’s perfectly okay,”

You shake out your hands and turn, moving out of the office so the four boys were left alone. John raises a hand and uses the back of it to hit Lafayette’s chest, the Frenchman glaring at the other male in confusion,

“No one mention the painting,” John orders, stepping after you, “We’ll spend the afternoon relaxing. She doesn’t need anymore pressure on it as it is,”

“Compris,” [Understood] Lafayette nods, once, stepping forward, “Let’s go! I’ll make (Favorite/Dinner), she’ll love it!”

. . .

“Hello, my love,” Lafayette steps into the living room late that night. You had sat down for the night, figuring if you woke up early enough you could finish your project before your afternoon class,

You smile at your Frenchman, legs curled underneath you as you sat down your book, “Hey,”

“Are you alright? After your project malfunction, I mean,” Lafayette sits beside you, and you nod, eyes shutting for a moment,

“I am now. I think I just needed food in my system,”

“That is good,” Lafayette nods, and a beat of silence, “You do not have to worry of finishing your project by tomorrow,”

“What do you mean?” You close your book, brows pinching, “The due date is set for tomorrow,”

“Ah, you are correct, mon cher, [My dear] but, I myself had called your professor and told her of your situation regarding stress,” Your eyebrows raise, “Your project is instead due four days from now,”

“Are you serious?” You breathe, lips pulling into a smile when he nods, “Oh, my God, thank you, Laf,” You move up to throw your arms around his shoulders, Lafayette chuckling when you pull him forward, lips pressing against his warmly,

“What are we so excited about?” John calls, and you force yoursef to pull away from Lafayette, smiling breathlessly to the three males across the room,

“Lafayette was able to convince my professor to extend my due date for my project,” You slide your hands to cup around the back of Lafayette’s neck, eyes shifting to stare at him, “Thank you, I love you,”

“I love you too, mon amour,” [My love] Lafayette smiles, and you slide off the couch to do an excited dance, then breathe out with a large grin,

“I say we celebrate!” John moves forward and lifts you off the ground, bridal style, your laugh loud as you catch your arm at his shoulders, looking up to meet his eyes, “Means we get more time with you,”

John grins, nodding to the other grinning men before walking into your shared bedroom, lips already at your jaw and neck.

[isntthisenoughwhatwouldbeenough]

New Discoveries (PolyhamilsquadxReader)

A/N: Hello lovelies! I hope you’re all well. Here is another request! I hope you enjoy this anon! This request was hamilsquad discovering the reader is ticklish! I hope you like it anon! As always I’m wishing all the best and sending you all my love.

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It was a casual Saturday afternoon and you were lounging in your boyfriends living room.  Alex and Lafayette were snuggled up on the love seat, while you were cuddled up between John and Hercules. You were laying back against Hercules with your legs strewn over Johns lap. He was lazily running his fingers up down your legs and he slowly made his trail higher to your side.

You were completely content, when Johns fingers brushed against your side and you jumped a little and couldn’t contain your giggle. The boys immediately turned to look at you.

“Are you ticklish, baby girl?” Johns asks with a wide grin.

“Maybe,” you reply with a coy smile.

“Mon ange, we did not know this,” Laf voice is full of wonder and excitement.

“Its a new discovery,” Herc smiles down at you and runs his fingers down your side, making you laugh and wiggle again, making all the boys laugh along.

“I think we should properly test out this new theory,” Alex say as he rises from his seat.

You start to sit up and smirk as your feet touch the ground.  

“You’ll have to catch me first.”

You bolt up from your place on the couch just barely missing Alex's reach.

You sprint around the kitchen and you know john has joined the chase by the sound of the foot steps. You catch a glimpse of Hercules grinning form the couch and Lafayette going to join his side as you sprint down the hallway.

“Should we interrupt, mon couer?” He asks while snuggling into Hercs side.

He laughs as he replies, pulling Laf closer.

“We’ll give them a few minutes.”

You make a quick turn down the hallway and decide to go into the bedroom. You quickly hide in the closet as your hear John and Alex slip down the hallway giving you a few seconds of time. They run into the bedroom a few seconds later.

“Where is she?” John wonders.

“I could’ve sworn I saw her come in here,” Alex squints his eyes, looking around.

You cover your mouth to hold in your giggle.

“Let's go check the office,” you hear Alex say.  

You smile triumphantly from hiding spot thinking you’ve fooled them. You slowly open the door, trying to be as quiet as possible. Just as you fully step out you’re pulled into Alex’s chest and you squeal as John lifts you into his arms and jumps on the bed. Alex and John tickle your sides and you laugh out and wiggle around on the bed.  

“I surrender!” You laugh out as they continue.

“What was that?” Alex inquires, pausing just a moment as John does the same.

“I surrender,” you answer breathless.

“You sure?” John asks this time leaning in closer.

You nod seriously. You wait as they both move in closer to kiss you and as they’re distracted you quickly move out from under them.

“Hey,” they both shout in unison.

You don’t get far as Alex grabs you and pulls you back onto the bed, as you laugh out.

“You think you’re so funny, huh?”

He and John begin their onslaught once more.

“Okay, okay!” You laugh. “I surrender for real this time!”

“What?” John pretends not to hear you.

“Couldn’t make that out, love.”

“Someone save me,” you shout out so Herc and Laf could hear you.

A few moments later you hear footsteps coming down the hall.  

“Alright, alright, that’s enough,” you hear Hercules voice, “leave our lovely lady be.”

John and Alex both pause, and chuckle as you catch your breath. Lafayette comes to pick you up holding you in his arms.

“Oui, mes amours, she must be handled delicately,” he says as he kisses your cheek and nose gently.  

You smile and nuzzle into him. He sets you down and Hercules is waiting to embrace you. You quickly jump into his arms.  

“How can I ever thank you for your grand rescue?” You ask dramatically.

“A kiss is all ask of you sweet lady,” he plays along with you not missing a beat.

“I’m more than happy to oblige, kind sir,” you reply reaching up to press your lips to his.  

You pull apart, resting your foreheads together and laugh.

“I’m feeling very neglected right now,” Alex pouts.

“Me too, babe,” John joins.

You turn to them and look at them both sympathetically.

“I’m sorry, my loves, you’re right.”

You smile widely as you tackle the pair on the bed and press kisses to each of their faces, reciting, ‘I love you, I love you, I love you’, in between each kiss. They both held you close laughing and trying to match every kiss you gave.  

The three of you smiled at each other. Herc and Laf looked loving at the three of you.

“May we join, mes amours?”

“Thats the only thing that would make this even better,” you answer.

Herc and Laf both jump on the bed, Laf pulling you into his arms and nuzzling your neck.

Alex turns to face you. “That was a fun new discovery,” he smiled gently, brushing hair away from your face.  

“I hope we can discover a lot more,” John smiles.  

“Well, we have time,” Herc looks lovingly at you.  

“As long as you’ll keep me.”

“Forever then,” Laf replies, holding you close and kisses you behind you ear.

“Forever.”