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@ncnstop​ said : “ …don’t you dare say ‘i told you so.’ ” (Gemma to Ben!!)

“It would be much easier to do so if I hadn’t told you so,” Ben says, shaking his head. “What were you thinking, Gemma? You were never going to get away with this.”

[multimana]

@ncnstop​

    How in the world did I manage to not know that was you? How did this happen? The two were the primary things on Ben Tallmadge’s mind, but he kept them more in his mind at the moment. “Gemma I ... how did you ...” Ben began, quirking a brow in thought. He began to wonder on his own spy skills, if he let this slip passed him. “How long have you been here?” He had so many questions. All of his unreturned letters, they made sense now. “I have been worried about you.”

[wldbirds]

“ --  𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑴𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝒀𝑶𝑼 . “  he’s grown now , he’s no longer a kid that can be passed off to his mother , who has to stand on his toes , chin pressed up to the big , ornate desk that takes centre stage in his father’s study .  his father has always been that for him , a mythical figure .  in his dreams he’s always chasing after the man , trying to follow after his footsteps , and it brings philip immense pleasure to hear comparisons between the two , to know he’s getting there , someday .  “  I can help , you know I can . “   /    @ncnstop​

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@ncnstop​  //  gemma  //  sc.

She’s been watching the woman in her shop for a while, trying will all her might to will herself into talking to her. But, she’s pretty. And Liz didn’t do well with pretty women. She would get all bashful and stutter and it wasn’t cute. But if she stood here, so could at least look cute. Was she? Oh no. She was walking over here. At natural, Liz, you can do this. “He- Hello! Help -- you? I mean, can I help you?” Nailed it.

[withinycu-arch]

@ncnstop​ is all yours {alexander hamilton}

She smiled, as always she seemed all graciousness but anyone who knew her well enough would see something- a spark, a mischievousness there. Her children would know that look best, even her husband would learn that look, but that day was many years away. 

“Monsieur Hamilton, my husband speaks very highly of you. What a pleasure to make your acquaintance at last.” Her husband did and yet the Adams deplored him. That was very interesting wasn’t it? To be someone who sparked such strong opinions. And that was the reason for the look in her large, dark eyes. She was a woman who had the pleasure of knowing she had her own mind, and was thrilled with curiosity to learn which way it would turn in Monsieur Hamilton’s favor or against him. 

[siapsymud-moved]

📱(Sam and Alex??)

@ncnstop

[to: A. Hamilton] I’m really glad you’re here (message deleted) [to: A. Hamilton] I can’t believe you actually managed to get away with revealing your entire identity and somehow becoming a global phenomenon and still not being found out (message deleted) [to: A. Hamilton] You know, this whole thing between us started out as a joke and a way to annoy John but... it doesn’t feel like a prank anymore (message deleted) [to: A. Hamilton] Do you feel the same way? (message deleted) [to: A. Hamilton] How can I even tell you this? I’m going to feel so stupid considering this was my entire idea to begin with. Uggghhhhh. You weren’t supposed to actually make me fall for you. (message deleted)

[to: A. Hamilton] Pizza or chinese?

[oftreasury]

@ncnstop (Alexander gets to haunt burr oowowoho)

He glanced around the room he was in. Being reunited with loved ones who suddenly vainshed and seemed like he was almost back home. Not his home though. Hearing a voice he looked in one direction before creeping along to see who it was. Or where he was. He stayed back, after knowing the voice that he was hearing. 

It wasn’t right nor did it seem right. “Burr?” He kept his voice low. Why was he seeing Burr? This wasn’t right. Nothing about this was right. He hadn’t seen Burr since that day. He took another couple of steps, not seeming completely sold. His hand came out, reaching for a book, but the book instead of coming to him, falling over. 

He stood there, staring at the books. “Well shit.....” 

[corruptaxpoliticus-arch]

Well, you’re not my cute boyfriend or his annoying best friend, so pretty easily. // @ncnstop​