Okay,this is not canon,but a fic made by my fantastic wife, @jamisahivemind
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GIVE ME MY HAMIA FIC

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Okay,this is not canon,but a fic made by my fantastic wife, @jamisahivemind
NOW
GIVE ME MY HAMIA FIC

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Based on Fake Laf au by @virusap
Jefferson would make a good demon >:3
Iâm sorry for my inability to shade and to draw braids but I wanted to try it anyway
Thanks @midnigtartist for Alexâs braid (I never thought about drawing his hair in a braid) (I tried my best OK I never drew braids before)
i was listenin to â tous les mĂȘmes â and @virusap âs fake laf au was the first thing that popped into my head like its so fitting??
(btw tous les mĂȘmes means âall the sameâ in english if youâre wondering why i think it fits :^) )
Lustful Lies (Jamilton [FakeLaf!AU])
@virusap hOW DARE YOU MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH THIS SINFUL AU?!
*clears throat* Anyways, this was made for you. Hope you enjoy.
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Dear Lafayette,
I know for a fact this is not right. It would violate most of my morals that I have come to known.
I cannot express to you my desires for Alexander, but I know as a fact that he is not the Moon--
But, is it so wrong to love someone so deeply? He is beautiful, magnificent, how does one not fall for such a man as Alexander?
--he is not the stars, nor is he the everlasting Sun--
He is hungry, lustful, as I am for him. He wants me, as I want him. And although he knows I am not you in reality--
--he is my universe. I was meant for him, I can give him the love he needs, I will set him free!
--he knows I hold a special place for him inside my dark and lustful heart. There are so many things I want to do to him,Â
You are no longer relevant to whatever we do within our bedroom.Or even to Alexander.
But with you in the way, I must restrain myself, although, the things we have done seem to satisify the man himself.
Au revoir, Gilbert.
Alexander knows nothing about this. I tell him that Jefferson is off in his home, that my âscarsâ make me insecure, that I am you. You might as well stay in France and never return to America once more, because nothing will be left for you here. Alexander is mine to keep. He is my toy to play with and you are nothing but a mere pawn.
Signed, Jefferson.
âMon amour?â
Sealing the envelope close and tying up his hair once more, Jefferson looked over to the open doorway, seeing Alexander walk in. A small smile played on the imposterâs lips as his eyes scanned Alexander from head to toe.
âYes, mon amour?â Jefferson replied smoothly, his fake French accent filling Alexanderâs ears like music.
âCome to bed now, I missed you.â Alexander said as he walked over to Jefferson and gently held his hand.
Jefferson gave a sinful smirk as he leaned down to plant a kiss on the shorter manâs lips. He whispered into Alexanderâs ear, his French accent seeming to delight Alexander.
âIâll be there soon, mon amour. Please go wait in bed until I am there.â He said, his voice purring as Alexander smiled, letting go of Jeffersonâs hand and walked away.Â
Iâll be there for you...forever, mon amour.
AUs
Me: ok time to stop and go start today's revision.
*Ten minutes later*
Me: oooohhhh new AU!!!! I must read all the comics!!!

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Ashes
A little gift for @virusap
The handwriting was sharp, precise, and elegant. Words twirling into sentences of midnight ink on the yellowed paper. Words like âAlexanderâ and âloveâ and Lafayetteâs signature blended together in Thomasâs mind as he held the paper in his hand.
The message was clear, though the words written did not outright say them. âNoâ, it meant. Despite Lafayetteâs blessing, Thomas knew that he was not given permission to continue this charade.
He did not have permission to hold Alexander in his arms, and be held in turn. He did not have Lafayetteâs consent to press Alexanderâs lips against his own in a loving kiss. To have Alexander underneath him once more, writhing in ecstasy from his touch was not something he was allowed to do.
Thomas knew he would kill for the chance to have Alexander moaning âThomasâ as he brought the two of them to bliss instead of another manâs name. Was it so wrong to wish that he could shed his clothing and lay in bed with the man he so desperately loved?Â
No, he decided. It was not wrong. Not thinking clearly, he held the letter over a candle, watching as it twisted up into the dance of being destroyed. After all, what could Lafayette possibly tell him if the letters he sent were nothing but ashes?
In case you couldn't tell I loved virusaps fake laf au enough, I drew fan art for it.
So in the lovesick ending drawing, is Jefferson holding a whip, a leash or what?
a leash