Vague list of things I want to write once I have time in August
More mermaid AUs! I love mermaid AUs, honestly. Theyâre fun to write and itâs even more fun to get to design and describe the merfolk themselves. Will there be more Thomcules? Perhaps some Jamilton or Lams or even some Laurette? Will the meeting be calm or a chaotic fishing incident? Or perhaps a sailor being rescued by our aquatic friend? The answer is yes. I have many, many ideas
A little idea of mine I like to call the âUrban Fantasy Coffee Shop AUâ really rolls off the tongue, I know. This is a very self-indulgent Jamilton AU because Iâve always liked the idea of a couple that together they reach thermodynamic equilibrium. Thomas is a naga, and therefore cold blooded, and Alexander is part phoenix and on the other end of that spectrum being hot blooded. Together they are able to maintain the perfect temperature and live happily ever after.
A Fantasy RPG AU! This is another Jamilton-centric one that also comes with a very adorable Phillip for them to father as well as a side of a Laurette family, a Mullimads family, and potentially some Philgeorges!
Iâd like to do a vampire AU at some point too. What ship? I donât really know. Thereâs a lot of good ships that can fit with a vampire AU. Perhaps Iâll dip my toes into the realms of Whamilton? Who knows
This would be a larger project should I attempt it, but I do have ideas for a George^2 Mafia AU of sorts. George^2 is a wonderful ship IMO that does not get enough time in the sun but I do not have a good track record with finishing big projects
Honestly thatâs what I have on the top of my head right now. Iâm sure thereâll be more ideas to come as time opens up. Just expect a lot of AUs, yâknow? Thereâs a lot you can do with this cast of characters and honestly itâs why I love this fandom so much.
And if thereâs anything that people want to see donât be afraid to let me know! My ask box is always open for this sort of stuff ^-^
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For the ficlet request how about some Philip/ Georges fluff!
Iâm so sorry this took so long! XD But here it is!
All you could hear was furious typing and rustling of papers mixed with occasional heavy sighs and grunts. It was something that Georges had grown very used to. However, that didnât mean it didnât annoy him from time to time. Right now was a good example.
âPhilip, couldnât you stop for today? Itâs freaking 11 in the evening.â Georges whined from where he was sprawled across Philipâs bed.
Philip didnât even stop writing nor did he look at his boyfriend who was desperately trying to get his attention. âIâm not finished yet. Just have to write this one chapterâŚâ Philip mumbled.
Georges pouted and narrowed his eyes. Philip was taking too much after his father. It was clear as day. The resemblance was almost unnerving, thatâs what Georgesâ father had said too when he had seen Philip and Alexander side by side, talking about Philipâs studies. Philip and Georges were both English language and literature majors, Georges being one year ahead of Philip. This seemed to somehow fuel Philipâs workaholism in a very dangerous way.
Georges studied Philipâs hunched form and saw big bags under his eyes. The poor man was exhausted. There was a cup of coffee in the middle of all the papers and books, the coffee most likely cold already as it had been forgotten there. Philip had been working on his book essay for the whole evening now. It had to be perfect, apparently.
About half an hour passed and Georges saw Philip starting a new chapter and didnât stop as he had said he would. Okay, thatâs it. Georges jumped up from the bed and shoved Philip to the side, saved his work and slapped the laptop shut.
âAlright, thatâs enough!â He hollered.
Philip flinched in surprise and looked up at his boyfriend with wide eyes full of betrayal. âHey! I told you I wasnât done yet! I need to-â
âYou said you needed to finish that chapter but I just fucking saw you starting a new one.â Georges said flatly.
He snatched the laptop in his hands and held it up high when Philip desperately tried to reach it. âNo. Youâre done. You can continue your overly long essay tomorrow.â His tone didnât leave any room for arguments.
Philip knew when he had lost a battle so he pulled the cutest pout he could muster. âFine.â He grumbled.
A satisfied smile curled on Georgesâ full lips and he gently placed the laptop back on the desk. âSnuggles. Now.â He ordered.
Poor Philip got dragged into the bed but he couldnât really complain when Georgesâ strong arms wrapped around him, enveloping him into his warmth. As he had been ordered, he snuggled up to Georges and closed his eyes. âItâs not an overly long essay.â
âYes, it is. The limit was five pages and you have eight.â Georges shot back.
Another pout was directed to Georges and also ignored. There was no winning for Philip when it came to this. Georges grinned smugly when it was clear he had won. He pressed a soft, loving kiss on Philipâs lips and stroked his hair soothingly.
âGet some rest, love. You need it.â He whispered. âI will be here with you. I will buy you a coffee in the morning.â
Philip cheered up immediately after hearing this. A few more kisses were exchanged before they both fell asleep, tangled in each otherâs arms.
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Kay so tomorrow Iâm going to be trapped in a tiny room with about thirty other trainee teachers, most of whom annoy the shit out of me, listening to some old academic trying to tell us what to do for our next assignment by talking about things that are not relevant to the assignment, for about six hours straight.
so
if y'all have got any burning head canon requests, now is the time to ask them
Just another normal fourth grade day. Philip was sitting  and doing his worksheet, swinging his legs back and forth in his desk that was too tall for him. All of a sudden, things started to feel funny.. The classroom felt hot and his tummy felt weird and he just wanted to lay down or bury himself in his blankets. He raised his hand and called his teacher over.
âWhatâs wrong, Philip?â she asked softly.
âI donât feel good..â he admitted.
âWhy donât we get you to the nurse?â
Philip nodded.
His teacher smiled and looked just past him at his worried friend. âGeorges, can you take Philip to the nurse?â
Georges nodded and got out of his desk, going to the nurseâs office with Philip. âAre you okay?â
âI donât know..â Philip muttered. âMy stomach feels funny.â He seemed visibly better than he had been in the classroom and he actually felt better. He could smell a few of their classmates a lot stronger than usual and it made his stomach feel even worse. It didnât help that, as they passed some of the classrooms of the older kids, crowds began gathering at the doors, teachers holding them back.
Georges frowned and held his friendâs hand a bit tighter, keeping his mind off of them. âYou smell kind of weird, too. Kind of like vanilla and⌠I donât know. Something weird,â Georges replied, stumped on what exactly that smell was.
When they reached the nurseâs office, it was clear that she knew what was going on right away, her face twisting in a weird way and she covered her nose as she lead Philip into the room, looking at Georges. âWait just a second, okay?â
Georges nodded and stayed put until the nurse came back with a piece of paper folded up.
âGive this to your teacher for me. Do not read it,â she instructed, emphasizing the fact that it wasnât for him to read.
He nodded again and went back to his class, worried every minute that he went without seeing his friend again.
That afternoon, as Georges jumped into his dadâs car, he leaned over the middle of the car. âDad! We must go see-â
âPhilip? I know, buddy. I got a call from his mom,â his dad explained calmly. âHeâs going to be okay, but you, me, and your father need to have a little talk, okay? Youâre not in any trouble.â
âOkay..â Georges muttered, defeated. He sunk into his seat and put his seatbelt on, the car ride feeling like it lasted forever.
Once they got home, Georges followed his dad to the door, then to the couch once they stepped inside. His papa was already sitting there, waiting for their talk.
âWhatâs wrong with Philip?â he asked impatiently, which was well understood. After all, the two were best friends, inseparable since the day they met.
âThereâs nothing wrong with him,â his papa assured. âYou know how you hear a lot of adults on tv talking about alphas and omegas and betas?â
Georges nodded a bit.
âWell, Philip just became an omega. Heâs having his first heat.â
Georges furrowed his eyebrows. âDoes it hurt?..â
His father thought on that for a second. âNo.. but it can feel weird to someone who doesnât know whatâs happening, like Philip.â
âCan I see him?â
His dads looked at each other for a second before one of them gave him an answer.
âWell⌠Thatâs up to Philip. Omegas are really sensitive during their heat, so he might not want anyone around. His dad says Philip doesnât want to be around him, or his mom, or any of his siblings right now. If you do want to see him, maybe you should bring him a stuffed animal or a blanket. Omegas like making nests out of soft things to be comfortable.â
âComfortable for what?â
âUhâŚâ
âWhen it is your time, even if you become a beta, we will tell you. For now, I will take you to get him a gift and we will see if heâs okay with you visiting, okay?â At least, he hoped Philip would be. Georgesâs dynamic hadnât shown itself, so Philip would probably be more comfortable around someone as scentless as him. Then again, none of Philipâs siblings showed their dynamic and he didnât want them around⌠So all he could do was hope.
Georges hopped off of the couch and went with his papa to the store, choosing a pretty, purple blanket for Philip, one that would be soft enough for him to sleep on, but not too hot for him to use.
When they arrived at the Hamilton household, Georges jumped out of the car and ran to the door, knocking and waiting.
Philipâs mom - Ms Eliza - opened the door just as Georgesâs papa joined him on the porch, and let them in.
âYouâre here for Philip?â she asked, already knowing the answer.
Georges nodded. âCan I see him? I brought him a blanket.â
She smiled. âWell.. You can try, but donât get upset if he wants to be alone, okay? Just make sure to knock and ask to go in first.â
âOkay.â Georges went up to Philipâs room and knocked on his door.
âNo..â he could hear Philip whining. âI want to be alone.. Mama said I could be alone..â
âItâs Georges. I brought you a present,â he said quietly, hoping that the present would sweeten his chances.
Without a thought, Philip spoke up, his voice a bit more sure than before. âCome inâŚâ
Georges smiled widely and stepped into the room, ignoring how it smelled like how Philip did earlier, but a lot stronger. He just went up to his friend and held out the blanket. âI brought you this. My papa said you might want something for your nest.â
Philip nodded and took the blanket, immediately wrapping himself and Georges in it. âDaddy says I canât go to school until this is over..â he muttered. âBut you can come after school.â
Georges smiled at that second part. His papa also said it was best to focus on the positive. âI will. Are you okay?â
He shrugged. âI think so.. Iâm glad you came to visit me.â Philip leaned over and kissed his cheek, grateful for his friend. There was, quite literally, nobody heâd rather be there with.
âOf course! Youâre my best friend.â
The two continued speaking for the rest of the evening, until Philip couldnât get himself to be able to handle having Georges around anymore, his heat getting too strong for him to fight against it.
That night Georges left with his papa, making a promise to himself in his head. He would always be there for his friend as soon as his heat started bugging him.
And it was a promise he kept for years, even as he found himself lucky enough to be Philipâs boyfriend and even once he had the honor of being his husband.
