I’m going to start accepting writing prompts for Hamilton fics! The prompt can be a word, sentence, or even a full blown plot! It doesn’t matter, and neither does the pairing! I will accept anything, and I will do my best to deliver.
I will be writing ficlets mostly, but if the writing bug hits, like it usually does, it may just turn into a full blown fic! So just hit me up with your prompts, you can send as many as you would like, or request multiple pairings for the one prompt. Just ask away and I will deliver!
I look forward to seeing the amazing ideas you guys have!
John gave Alexander a sympathetic smile as the other looked around the water park. “Are you sure about this?”
Alexander took a deep breath, but nodded.
Thomas put a hand on Alexander’s back. “If anything happens, we can leave as soon as you want.” He kissed his cheek and the three made their way towards the current river.
Normally, the three spent these hot summer days at their friends’ - Hercules and Lafayette’s - pool, but with Lafayette being sick, it didn’t seem fair. So, Alexander had suggested a water park and the other two had agreed, on the condition that Alexander would be open about his potential discomforts.
“I’ll be okay,” he assured as they got in the water. “I do have my shirt, which really helps.” Even if the curve of his chest was still fairly obvious. Alexander was definitely a little irked by it, but he wasn’t going to ruin the day over it.
Besides, it was kind of fun. Just wading through the water and floating along with the current, nothing interrupting but the occasional relaxed hum or the sound of the current speeding up for a second. Eventually, though, Alexander wanted to try something else.
“Let’s try a water slide,” he suggested. “I’ve always wanted to go on the ones where the bottom drops out.”
John smiled. “Those are great! I’d love to go with you.”
“Me too,” Thomas piped up, getting them out at the next exit.
The three walked over to the ride and climbed up the many stairs to the top, finding the line to be pretty short.
Once they got to the front, the person running the ride stopped Alexander. “I’m sorry, but you can’t wear a shirt on this ride.. It’s a safety hazard.”
“Oh..”
Thomas put a hand on his back. “I can walk back down with you..”
Alexander shook his head. “No.. No, I can handle it. Besides, it’s not like it’s forever, right?” he said, sure of himself. He smiled back at Thomas, who visibly relaxed.
“I guess you’re right.” He kissed Alexander’s cheek and watched as he and John got into the two tubes.
Alexander pulled off his shirt and held it in his arms as he crossed them over his chest, smiling even wider as the ride door closed. He wasn’t going to let stupid dysphoria ruin his day. Not that easily. He listened to the countdown and yelped when he was dropped early, closing his eyes and letting gravity take over.
Once they reached the bottom, John and Alexander were both laughing, the adrenaline rushing through their veins as they slowed down and got out of the water.
“I can’t believe I did that!” Alexander cried as he put his shirt back on, going over to John. “That was too cool, we should come more often.”
John kissed Alexander’s cheek, just glad that he was so comfortable there. “You’re right, we should.”
Thomas wasn’t nearly as graceful, screaming most of the ride down and vowing never to go again as he got out, stumbling as he joined John and Alexander. “What you two see in these kinds of things, I’ll never know,” he said, wringing some of the water from his ponytail.
“Oh, lighten up,” John teased. “Come on, Alexander and I are going to go on a few more rides.”
Alexander nodded. “Whether you join us or not is your choice.”
Thomas tutted and found himself back in the current river a few minutes later, opting out of the rides. They just weren’t for him, and Alexander and John respected that, getting him once they were done with their fun.
All three of them were pretty tired by then, ready to go after a quick shower. They went to the changing rooms and rinsed the pool water and whatever else was in there off of themselves before changing into dry clothes. John was the first one out and he was the one who watched, reacting a second too late as someone walked in on Alexander.
“Oh, god, sorry! But this is the men’s room, sweetheart,” the stranger reminded him, shutting the curtain.
John glared lightly. “That’s my boyfriend you’re talking to,” he warned.
The stranger tutted. “I don’t mind calling him what he wants, but for him to date another man,” he commented, muttering the second half.
“Excuse me?” John scoffed.
“You heard me.”
“Say it out loud, you-”
“John,” Thomas said sternly, grabbing his boyfriend’s shoulder. “Come on, drop it.”
“But he-”
“I know. But fighting won’t get you anything but trouble. Let’s just go home once Alexander’s out, okay?”
John grumbled, but calmed down. “Fine…”
Once that stranger was gone and the room was mostly empty, Thomas told Alexander and he came out of the changing room. He was clearly upset, but wasn’t quite to the point of tears yet.
“I’m sorry..” John said. “I should’ve been watching out for you.”
Alexander shook his head. “It wasn’t your fault.. I just hate people like him..”
“Me too.. But, it’s like Thomas said.. Maybe we should just go home.”
He nodded and the three went back home, piling into the bathroom for a proper shower.
As Thomas washed John’s hair and John washed Alexander’s, the smallest man couldn’t help but sigh.
“I wish I didn’t have to deal with those kinds of people… I wish you guys didn’t have to deal with them.”
“It was just a stupid homophobe, we already deal with them,” John pointed out.
“And there are people who hate that we’re polyam,” Thomas added. “Even if it had been a transphobic asshole, we can handle them.”
“But you shouldn’t have to.”
“Nobody should have to,” John corrected. “It shouldn’t matter to them what you have in your pants or what you were born as, you’re a man. It shouldn’t matter to them who you love, either.”
Alexander sighed. “You’re right… It’s just… It’s frustrating..”
Thomas nodded. “I know.. But we’re happy. And they can’t take that away from us, no matter what names they call us or whatever bullshit points they bring up.”
That alone was incredibly reassuring. Alexander nodded and accepted that as he and John finished up with their shower, Thomas staying behind to deal with his hair. And who knew how long that would take?
So, John and Alexander put on warm clothes and got comfortable in bed, putting on a movie.
“Are you going to be okay?” John asked, kissing the top of his boyfriend’s head.
Alexander nodded. “I’m fine.” After all, he knew what Thomas said was true. They were happy. Nobody could take that from them.
(Is it late? Yes, but in my defense, it was on time when I queued it I say as if anyone besides me keeps track of when I post.)
