#qpqverse

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In which @rain-and-roses-in-the-city brings ALL the angst and feels and is a beta’s dream come true.

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I have so many ideas to write fics based on Quid Pro Quo that I'm just like "WHY AM I NOT MORE TALENTED???"

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For Just a Moment

By angelicaschuyler

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Rating: Teen+

Warnings: Mentions/descriptions of bodies. 

Characters: Alexander Hamilton/George Washington, George Clinton

"I never expected us to happen. I figured I was just an easy lay for you, and that was fine because I liked it. And, I don’t know, I guess when you grow up the way I did you stop thinking you deserve the best parts of someone. You learn how to work with just scraps. When I realized I actually meant something to you - that was kind of a turning point, you know? Sometimes it’s still hard to wrap my mind around.”

Or: Washington's campaign gets stuck in Florida during Hurricane Sarah. Alex opens up about his childhood. QPQ Verse.

Thanks, @jonahryan, for sending this idea my way!

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Quick and dirty edit. Pardon the terrible quality.

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I wrote this because @lizdexia and her asks got on a role with sleepy Alex and lovely Washington and comfy qpq cuddle fic, and I've been in a bad brain place, and it was delightful and I wanted to play?

I can't decide if it's fic or ramble, I played with a new style all together, and I've never given a real go at writing this fandom yet, so???

I hope it's okay??? I might write more??? I don't know???

Have some bad day qpq cuddle fic?

He can tell even as he wakes up that it’s going to be one of those days.

It’s going to be one of those days where he’s uncomfortable in his own skin, shifting anxiously and wandering around the apartment uselessly. It’s a Day Off- he’s under strict instructions there, Day Off, capital letters, you have one little anxiety breakdown and everyone gets all fussy at you- which is just going to make it worse. He’s got a million things he could be doing, enough energy built up that he could probably make it through about half of the list, but he’s too shifty to settle on anything. That will end up being for the best, probably; if anyone finds out he spent his Day Off working he’ll end up suffering the consequences--- lectures from Laf, ranting from Laurens, disappointment from Eliza, and he doesn’t even want to think about what George will do, will say, will look like.

But it means he’s going to spend the day uncomfortable, trapped in this apartment, in his own skin, with his own brain and thoughts and energy and the unhappy looping feedback about everything he’s ever said or done or thought or misunderstood or---

His chest tightens up and he stops himself there, breathing in deeply, letting it out slowly, repeating until the electric grey that’s filled up his brain, his vision, seeps away and leaves the world the right color, if a little dull. He pulls the pillow over his face and muffles a frustrated yell into it, then flops over, pillow and all, to press his face into it even more, pulling the blankets up and blocking everything out.

He counts his breaths for a while, presses one finger lightly against his wrist and counts his pulse for a while, counts along with the heating as it ticks quietly.

Eventually he gets up, off the bed, stands up, out of the blankets, looks around- looks around looks around looks around looks around- and runs his hands into his hair, gripping just slightly. It’s too cold outside of the blankets, but he needs to be up, needs to be doing something. There are a few half finished papers on his laptop, a couple more that could use another edit, and his inbox could definitely use a cleaning… or maybe he should read through that proposal that he’s been postponing- 75 solid pages of boring as shit reading, yeah, that’s just what he needs to do right now.

He’s still standing there- swaying slightly, lips pursed, hands still in his hair, staring blankly at the wall in frustration as he tries to make his brain his body his anything cooperate- when the bedroom door opens. He huffs slightly, furrowing his brows, trying to make his arms cooperate and come down, trying to make his mouth cooperate and ask the question he wants to, but nothing wants to work today. He huffs again and raises an eyebrow. In response, he gets a raised eyebrow, which doesn’t answer anything. He’s pretty sure the frustrated noise being made is him. He thinks. It’s not a very George noise.

He doesn’t get an answer, though. Instead, George shrugs his jacket off, draping it neatly over the side of an opened dresser drawer. His belt follows, and then shoes, shirt, pants. When he’s down to his underwear and his undershirt, he moves toward Alexander, gently removing his hands from his hair and steering him back toward the bed.

“What’re you doing?” Alex finally manages to ask, pressing his face into George’s neck even as he speaks.

“Lafeyette sent me home.”

It’s not quite an answer, but he lets it slide to ask, “Since when does Lafayette make you do anything?”

As George leads them into a gentle descent onto the bed, shifting and pulling until they’re under the covers and comfortable against one another, he answers answers Alex, “I think it had to do with him wanting to take the day off with Adrienne. Once he put together that I had a headache and would be easily persuaded to come back here, he took advantage of it.”

Alex smiles just for a second before it falters out, “Headache?”

“I took some medicine for it already. I think there’s a fever lurking, too, but the pills should take care of that.”

Alex nods, pressing himself even closer.

“I hope I’m not ruining your plans for the day,” George murmurs into the top of his head, and he can feel the hint of laughter contained within run all the way down his spine.

“No plans for the day, really,” he answers, shrugging gently, “Day Off, remember? Not allowed to have plans.”

“Good. Good boy,” George answers, but he sounds far away, which might have something to do with the way Alex is already starting to drift back to sleep, George’s arms warm around him, grounding him, quieting the insistent buzz of his brain…

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qpq "but what if..."

So, I am consumed with QPQ? Good job, lizdexia? I’ve read it so many times, it’s such a problem.

But, like, I can’t stop being all “oh, wait, what would happen if…” and then spiralling into the doom-land of plotting fic I know I’m never going to write because even though it has the “you guys can totally play here” ok for the ‘verse, I’m waaay too internet-shy to do something like that?

But I keep coming back to this one so I thought I might ramble about it and see if anyone else has feelings on it and then maybe it will leave me alone and let me just go back to peacefully existing??!!

So, like, what happens if they get outed? And not something like they kind of expect to happen- not some stupid mistake Alex makes or some slip up from George- what if, like, someone gets really pissed at SecDef Schuyler and decides to do some huge “HERE ARE ALL THE REASONS YOU SHOULD BE OUTRAGED ABOUT HIM” and in it they casually mention the whole “his adopted daughter is totally banging a Senator’s wife!!!” And they have pics from some random date that Eliza and Martha were maybe not stealthy enough on? (Do people get outraged at SecDefs? Let’s just pretend they do for this, IDK)

And, like, poor Eliza is horrified? Was she out to her family? In my head she wasn’t, so that sucks for her, plus the whole bangin’ her boss thing is awkward on top of that. Because, like, her interactions and responses to the family seem a bit tense or uncomfortable in QPQ and they aren’t mentioned much? And ok, I haven’t read Red Poppy yet because I’m waiting until there’s more and I can just submerge myself and drown in it? And the pics are pretty obvs “hey look how precious and in love and hot we are together” so there’s no weaseling out of it. And of course there’s commentary--- I like to think this happens kind of weird hours, maybe late at night or early in the morning?--- and someone tosses out “well, yeah, makes sense since her husband GWash is obvs banging AHam who happens to be secdef’s-daughter’s-bf” and that damned picture from that dinner surfaces? (I adoooore Nightstalkers but I’m a little bummed that TJeffs and Mads get kicked so quick because it takes away from all of the potential asshattery and thorn in the siding those two shitheads can get into, yknow? So, like, maybe that hasn’t spun out of control for them yet or maybe even just they’re trolling around angrily on the internet looking for ways to be thorn-in-the-sidey as revenge, idek, there are so many fun scenarios)

And then the internet kind of has a really fun burst of “find all of the pictures where these two sets of people stand too close to each other or have hands place a liiiiittle too intimately what” and by the time AHam and GWash even hear about it, it’s way out of control? And POOR ELIZA is SO UPSET for all of the reasons because between her and Alex she did NOT expect to be the one who messed this whole gig up, OKAY!?

So, Martha and George are all “well, we are badass and Established and we can come through this okay no matter what, what do you kids want to do about this?!” Because you can’t just deny it, way too much dirt on Martha and Eliza (seriously, they were supposed to be the sensible ones!!!) and so Eliza’s just all “...” and finally Alex steps up and is like “Look, George, let me roll with this, I can fix things” which is red flags for EVERYONE but Eliza is still too upset to stop him and George and Martha DID say it was their story to shape how they wanted?

So Alex steps up to bat and charms the ever loving fuck out of the internet. He spins the whole thing into shaming the press for outing Eliza when that’s such an important part of a person’s life, and no WONDER we have all these LGBT kids being bullied and killing themselves when the adults setting examples in their lives are teaching kids that it’s ok to bully these kids and ok to drag them out of the closet and how basically everyone who has asked any questions about this is a SHAMEFUL PERSON and is RUINING our youth, and a few of the places that covered the whole ordeal even apologize??? And he turns it into this huge movement and platform and whatnot? And he keeps pulling focus back to him and George because fuck it, he may not have been ~out~ but he’s certainly not ashamed that he’s bisexual and it’s no secret---- (THERE HAVE PROBABLY EVEN BEEN PEOPLE BRING IT UP BEFORE, RIGHT? I mean, as he got more notice for being on George’s staff as George rises and stuff???)--- and so he figures he may as well bring the focus around to them to give Eliza some breathing room? And he keeps calling out everyone he can that is negative about them, because, like, excuse me? He’s not going to OUT ALL YOUR DIRTY SECRETS, but he will point out loudly that YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO BE THROWING STONES, DUDE, and if you want to discuss it in private, hit him up because he is HAPPY to have this conversation with you in private where he CAN throw things in your face without being a big ol’ hypocrite about the outing without permission soapbox he’s ok, OKAY GUYS.

And to everyone who thinks he only has his job because he’s got a nice ass and George is weak? HE WILL FIGHT THEM OKAY. NAME A TIME A PLACE FACE TO FACE. Except George maybe won’t let him fight the whole internet, so instead he rants at people about how he will happily go over all the ways he is totally qualified and badass at his job and all the ways he’s been super helpful to everything (an itemized list of THIRTY YEARS OF DISAGREEMENTS- I mean, uh, however many months of helping a politician?) OKAY, GUYS.

And, like, let’s be real- he has the charisma and spunk- and with George nudging him to remember not to just be an angry ruffled kitten spitting and hissing? He totally manages to charm the hell out of the liberals and the younger crowd is just totally in love with him, and all these Tumblrs pop up with pictures and quotes and just fangirling the hell out of him? And eventually Eliza manages to quit having her freak out time and she totally joins up with him and gets pissy at everyone with him, only not quite as flamboyantly as he is? And George and Martha low-key get divorced and by the time that happens no one even cares because everyone is watching Alexander whirlwind his way around like the Tazmanian devil? And Martha, obvs, still stays at Mount Vernon and when George gets elected president (FIRST OUT PRESIDENT, Alex is so excite!) he takes her and Eliza with him and like dares anyone to say anything?

Shhh, this is the secret alternate president timeline that doesn't hurt as much. Also, Martha’s kids prob respond to the whole ~scandal~ with a big shrug because it’s not like they’re dumb, they all know? Eliza is pretty badass and it hasn’t worked out to where they’ve met Alex yet but let’s be real he seems like a total hoot to them, so they’re down.

Everyone who is Anti-Washington-Scandal is kinda pissed over how quickly it gets waved away and how Alex manages to turn it into mostly good press and how it didn’t prove that Gays Are Ruining Our Lives.

… :D ???

...i’m-so-sorry, I just had to get it out.

*hides forever*

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Lol. I am now being shown ads for expensive rugs, tufted couches, and fancy lingerie. All because of my research for To Be Consumed. Ahhhhh if only they knew.