[ This story goes with the flow of the musical however, will have some historical affluences ] She placed the feather gently into the ink container and left the paper on the desk. She changed into something more proper for the estimated twelve week boat ride. She began stuffing multiple items into a rather large trunk. She then proceeded, quietly to where her mother hid her fathers money. She grabbed what she thought was necessary and carried her trunk, sheltered by the darkness of the night. Upon arriving at the dock, there were quite a few young sailors surrounding the ship. She approached the bunch and extended her hand to give the money that was due. "Would this be enough?" The one that appeared the oldest nodded and allowed her aboard the ship. She peered out to the side of deck seeing small waves hitting the boat. She looked to the horizon, seeing the moonlight hit the sea created a beautiful reflection. It was indeed a dazzling sight. Perhaps, she'd live through this journey to see the moonlight in the colonies.

Y/N L/N is the daughter of one of the richest families in the colonies. Although she was raised to be a 'lady', she decides to join the revolution, General Washington accepting her request. Most of the men at the camp believe she is not capable of fighting because she is just a woman, but John Laurens, Hercules Mulligan, Marquis De Lafayette, and General Washington's Right Hand Man think otherwise.

Look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, I'm helpless! Unfortunately, I no longer have the inspiration to continue writing these oneshots, so I will no longer be taking requests. Apologies to anyone that I've promised oneshots to. Thank you for the support you've all given me throughout the years! x Hamilton x Reader Oneshots Completed © susanpxvensie

• 42 chapters of Lin-Manuel's adaptation of the Founding Fathers. Discontinued, but I hope you can enjoy what's in this!

A collection of Hamilton x Reader and Hamilton ship stories. Requests are open!

Just weird Hamilton texts

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Basically what the title implies. Highest ranks: #734 in RANDOM #605 in hamilton

She crashed her lips on his, giving in to the desire. He smirked before kissing her back, his hands pulling her closer by the waist. Their lips moved in sync, fighting for dominance as the kiss deepened. Her hands snaked around his neck and her fingers ran through his perfect hair. His thumb found its way to her cheek and caressed it gently, as if it were meant to calm the storm within her. She heard someone clear their throat and instinctively jumped back, gasping for air and trying to find the source of the voice. It was Allison, standing by the door with a small smirk plastered on her face. "Riddle," Clara gave him a curt nod, her cheeks flustered as she straightened her uniform and walked towards the door where her friend stood. "Grey," Tom smirked and nodded back, watching her with amusement; never had he ever seen her so frenzied and so off-guard. She was the only one to challenge his arrogance, the only weakness he ever had, the only one he ever loved. Oh, Clara Grey.

In the slums of East London, two children faced the struggle of survival in an orphanage during the Great Depression. Only their unexplainable abilities could keep them from disease and death. When a strange young man came knocking at Wool's Orphanage in 1936, offering the young girl a place at Durmstrang Institute of Magic, Tom and Gisela's questions were answered. They had survived the Depression together, but faced with the challenge of separation and a continent at war between them, will the magical orphans make it out alive? Or will the Second World War and Grindelwald's reign of terror rip them apart? OR A historically accurate and psychologically realistic take on Tom Riddle's childhood, and the impact the presence of an older magical friend would have on his character. © All Rights Reserved 2018