#Hamilteaser

[that-gal-kay]

Yes hello I've completed a fic for the first time in I don't even know how long. Maybe two years? More?

ANYWAY Please enjoy. This is part of my The World Turned Upside Down series, where John lives and Alexander dies. I'll make a separate post with the timeline and a list of all of the involved stories. This is the ninth story I've written in this series, but it's the 8th chronologically.

This is Not a Game

The announcement comes off unexpected, but met with delight by Eliza's family. John's anticipated the reaction. His new fiancée is still a young woman. They have all the time in the world to make a happy life. 

A fine household, her father says. And more children, her mother adds.

John catches her gaze from across the room and offers a small smile. No one has asked about their true feelings, how the impending marriage is more a deep bond over loneliness than anything else. 

Eliza smiles back at him and follows her parents out of the room as they continue discussing plans for the future that might not have happened at all if John had not impulsively opened his mouth.

He places his empty glass of wine on a table and turns to leave the other way. After all, he ought to write his father. 

As John exits the room into the hall, he nearly bumps into- 

“Oh. Mrs. Church, I'm sorry.”

“It might as well be Angelica now, hm?” She regards John with some cool, unreadable expression. “Since you're about to become my brother-in-law.”

John stares at her a moment. “Yes, I suppose.”

Angelica takes a step closer, her dark eyes boring into John's like she's trying to discern something. 

“If you intend to humiliate or hurt my sister, Colonel Laurens-”

“What?” John balks, jerks back like he's been burned. “I have no intention to harm Eliza in any way. I care for her. Deeply.”

“You don't love her.”

John doesn't answer, instead eying Angelica warily. When he doesn't speak she rolls her eyes. 

“Eliza tells me everything. I know all about your plan. Your arrangement.”

“Then you know I have no intention to cause any harm to Eliza, or Philip, or your family.”

Every word is true. He does not need money or property. His own family has plenty. The match makes perfect sense to everyone. Until now John’s believed everyone believes this union is real, bound by love. Angelica’s sharp gaze remains fixed on him.

“Do not make the mistake of thinking you were the only, or the first to have cared for Alexander, either.” 

John draws a sharp breath, the air freezing abruptly in his lungs. “I don't know what you're-”

“Relax, Colonel Laurens. Your secret is safe.”

John shakes his head, wary. His brow furrows while he tries to breathe again. He’s never told anyone about he and Alexander- before.

 “How did you know?”

“Alexander used to write to me,” Angelica says as if she wasn’t discussing a damning secret. “He told me about you and the way he wrote, it was easy to tell how he felt about you.”

“You knew-”

“Does my sister?”

“No.”

He’s never told Eliza that truth. Anxiety gnaws at him, and has. It’s more than the guilt of Alex’s death. It’s more, a truth that John has never told her and never will. Revealing the past will open a rift far too wide to patch. Not only a rift in his friendship with Eliza, but a deeper rift into the past and Alex-

John stops, clears his throat.

“What about you? Do you love your husband, Angelica?”

Angelica eyes him a long moment, “I think I prefer you referring to me as Mrs. Church.”

And then she continues on her way.

#hamilton #hamilteaser #wow I haven't used that tag in a minute #Hamilton fic #John Laurens #Eliza Schuyler #Angelica Schuyler #angst #impending marriage #kind of fake marriage but not really #Angelica is a good sister she's just watching out for Eliza

[catsuitmonarchy]

@princesadequeso gave me a braid crown for #HAMILTEASE and I’m in love with it. (at Jewelbox Theatre at The Rendezvous)

#hamiltease

[hamiltonholidaycalendar]

Hello all!  Here are the master lists we’ve compiled thus far. If you’d like to add your own Hamilton fic Master List, either here on tumblr or another site, message this account with the link! (We just ask that all fics be included in a single link.

@stegekay’s Hamilteaser List

@accidentally-a-writer’s Hamilton Master List

@skyfirewolf‘s Hamilton Fics (Wattpad)

@fluffybonezz Hamilton Fics (AO3)

#Hamilton #Hamilton fanfiction #Hamilton fic collection #Hamilton fics

[stiffkick80]

Won 1st place in the #hamiltease costume contest! #alexanderhamilton #hamiltoncosplay #hamiltonmusical

#hamiltonmusical #hamiltease #alexanderhamilton #hamiltoncosplay

[peepshowburlesque]

This Friday, April 7th, 2017 in Los Angeles ... Peepshow Menagerie presents a Vamptastic Production of HAMILTEASE - the first ever full night burlesque parody of a certain American Musical! Tickets available now at http://www.peepshowmenagerie.com.

#hamiltease #hamilton #los angeles #burlesque #wait for it

[ao3feed-lams]

Hamilteasers- A collection of prompts, scenes, and ficlets

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2P91KGd

by StegesaurusKay

A collection of unrelated 500-word short works from tumblr prompts and requests.

Words: 500, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, George Washington, John Laurens, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette

Relationships: Alexander Hamilton/George Washington, Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens

Additional Tags: some AU, some Canon Era, Additional Tags In Chapters, Angst, Whump, Fluff, lots of unrelated scenes and ficlets, pairings can be romance or bromance- you decide

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2P91KGd

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Hamilton #lams

[thefederalistfreestyle]

Hamilton Burlesque Parody Hamiltease Brings the Sexier Side of the Broadway Smash (LA Weekly):

On Saturday, April 8 [sic], Peepshow Menagerie brought Hamiltease, a burlesque parody of the Broadway smash musical Hamilton, to Fais Do-Do in West Adams. The sold-out show featured performances by Tas DeVille, Nox Falls, Sgt. Die Wies, Kitschy Koo and others, as well as a Hamilton sing-along featuring members of the Hamiltunes L.A. Cabinet. Performer DeVille has wanted to put on this show ever since she listened to the Hamilton soundtrack last year. Shortly thereafter Peepshow Menagerie offered her the opportunity to co-produce Hamiltease, and she jumped at the chance. The mission of her company, Vamptastic Productions, is to present audiences with beautiful and thought-provoking performance art that features performers who are typically less represented in the arts world. Tas DeVille, herself a plus-size woman of color, put together a cast for Hamiltease that was as diverse as it was skilled.

peepshowmenagerie.com for info on the group’s other shows! (they are also on tumblr.)

#hamilton #burlesque #peepshow menagerie #los angeles #parody

[that-gal-kay]

Yes hello it's almost five in the morning and I can't sleep, so have some sick Hamilton and Washingdad.

Sorry this is not formatted or edited and I'm really tired. Enjoy!

***

The entire household breathes a sigh of relief when the fever at last releases Hamilton. After weeks trapped in its devastating hold and Washington told to prepare for the worst, the doctor steps out of the cloistered room and declares the fever broken. Somehow the boy lives.

"He needs rest, Your Excellency," the doctor chides gently as Washington rises from his desk. He must see Hamilton for himself. Over these weeks the doctor has kept everyone away, for fear of the fever spreading. Washington's had only glimpses into the room. 

Washington brushes past the doctor and opens the door, steps into the room and instantly feels the lingering vestiges of fever. The room is hot, stuffy, and reeks still of sick. 

But there on the bed, tucked under a thin blanket, is Hamilton. The poor boy is drenched in sweat, shivering and restless. Washington approaches the bed, picks up a damp cloth left on a nearby chair. 

He sits, the chair creaking, and reaches to dab the cloth at Hamilton’s forehead. The boy moans, turns his head, and after a long struggling moment, opens his eyes. 

"There you are, my boy," Washington’s relief is immediate. Much as he tries to swallow any extreme emotion, his voice cracks. He watches as Hamilton’s bleary gaze searches the far wall before slowly coming to settle on Washington, and the general can't help but softly smile. "You gave your family quite a fright," he thinks of the letters he's sent to Laurens and Lafayette, trying to downplay the severity of the boy's illness. "But the doctor says you'll be well again soon. The fever is broken and with rest you'll mend in no time."

Hamilton blinks slowly. Washington sets the cloth aside and reaches forward, cups the back of the boy's neck. He gives a warm squeeze.

He is not yet fully awake and so he does not pull away. For a moment Washington feels he can impart some comfort when he has been helpless to provide any relief to Hamilton’s suffering. 

"I'll have a bath drawn. Some food brought in."

Hamilton’s brow furrows, exhaustion clinging to his features. Yet somehow he lifts his head from the bed. "Sir?"

"It's me, yes," Washington smiles again. "How do you feel?"

Hamilton’s brows twist together quizzically, an expression Washington’s seen before when he contemplates serious issues. Slowly he shifts further back on the bed, picks at his damp shirt.

"I… was ill?"

"Very," Washington draws back his hand and watches the boy with a keen eye. Something prods at his senses that perhaps not all is well, but he cannot put a finger on-

"A bath," Hamilton mutters. His brow furrows again. "I need a bath." He frowns and sluggishly lifts a hand to an ear, presses the heel against it.

"Yes, I'll have a bath drawn for you, as I said. Hamilton-"

"Sir?" The boy's eyes flick back to him, sharper, more alert.

And Washington knows him well enough to see the alarm lingering just behind.

"What is it? Do you still feel ill? I can summon the doctor back if you need-"

"You move your lips but don't speak," Hamilton interrupts. "Why?" Another frown, deeper, and the alarm breaks through. He presses against his ear again. "Am I speaking? I do not… I'm not sure."

A cold fear comes over Washington as he watches the boy move his jaw, press against both ears at once. All at once he draws in a sharp breath and turns his head to face him, eyes going wide. A pale, frightened child.

"Sir?"

Hamilton’s looking to Washington for an answer, but he has none. He is stunned, almost frozen.

"Sir?"

Washington snaps himself out of it, reaches forward and grasps the boy's arm. He squeezes, maybe a bit too tight, and leans in close. "I will get the doctor, " he says each word slowly.

Hamilton seems to understand, fear plain in his gaze now as realization settles in. He nods slowly. Washington rises from his seat and it's all he can do to walk calmly and not run out of the room to call the doctor back.

#hamilteaser #hamilton #hamilton fic #alexander hamilton #george washington #angst #washingdad #sickfic #deaf Alex #worried Washington #soft Washington #dare I write more to this?

[that-gal-kay]

Oh I wrote a piece of a something. Angst ridden Whamilton ahead. Enjoy!

***

“Somebody knows,” Washington mutters, his voice barely audible with the heavy weight of revelation. The words are simple, yet they suck every breath of air out of the room. Washington sits, tense behind his desk, a scrap of torn parchment clutched in his fist. There’s an unfamiliar intensity in his eyes Alexander has not seen before.

Alexander’s brow furrows, eyes narrow. He tries to catch Washington’s gaze but he keeps just barely avoiding him. “Knows what, sir?”

The General hesitates, closes his eyes. His knuckles go almost white. “They know about us, Alexander.”

The words hit in a punch, driving the air out of Alexander’s lungs. He stands, frozen, stunned. “What?” At last he manages to speak, throat dry. Alexander reaches out for the parchment clenched in Washington’s hand-

Only for him to draw it away. Alexander barely touches him and he acts as though he’s been burned.

“Sir, do you not know who-”

“Do you think for a moment if I did I wouldn't have taken care of it?”

The pain in Washington’s voice makes Alexander's heart ache too. He wants to scream, rip the paper from the General's hand. The room spins around him.

“What do we do?”

#hamilteaser #hamilton wip #alexander hamilton #george washington #hamilton fic #whamilton #angst #if I had a nickel for every time i wrote a fic where someone was willing to kill to protect a relationship with Alex I'd have 2 nickels #which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

[that-gal-kay]

A tiny lil' snippet of something I'm working on for Whumptober:

Awareness creeps back, sluggish and incomplete at first. John's head pounds like a hammer against his skull and he nearly succumbs to the welcome of painless dark. But something is not quite right, something stifling that forces him to open his eyes. 

Everything comes out a blur. John closes his eyes and tries again. His mind remains slow to process what he sees.

A face. Dark eyes boring into his own, conveying silent urgency.

Washington. 

John's startled reaction is silenced, smothered by Washington’s hand over his mouth. There gazes lock, John abruptly shocked into full consciousness by movement. Footsteps just above them.

Washington does not so much as flinch, his expression alone conveying his order.

Do not move. 

John blinks his understand. His peripheral catches the briefest glance of a red coat. 

"Do you see them?"

"Nothing. They're on foot. Can't have gone far."

A grunt. "Keep looking."

#hamilteaser #George Washington #john laurens #hamilton fic

[that-gal-kay]

Apparently this was for whumptober. When I tell you I have no memory of writing this...

Like seriously, no idea where this plot was going. Apparently Alex has a leg injury here but yeah no clue.

(I often wake up and write things waaay too early in the morning)

***

Washington freezes mid-stride, turns back to his quarters. The sound registers with the movement he's just seen and instinct takes over the three steps to get to the doorway. He peers again into his quarters and in those seconds the blankets have dropped to the floor and, flushed and panting, he sees as Hamilton tries to stand.

"What are you doing?" Washington takes a cautious step. Dread rings off like cannonfire in his mind. Another step. "Hamilton."

Dark eyes meet Washington's. Heavy, exhausted, delirious. "Sir, th'messages," Hamilton slurs.

Hamilton pushes himself from the bed. He seems to recognize Washington and mumbles to himself, pats at his oversized shirt in confusion. His face is flushed, cheeks red and dark circles ring the boy's eyes.

"Hamilton, what are you doing? You're meant to stay in bed." Washington moves his hand to the doorway, grasping at it to steady himself. He's physically frozen, willing the boy back to the bed as he stares in horror.

Those weary dark eyes find Washington again. An instant passes, and he takes a step forward.

"No!"

Washington bolts forward in the same heartbeat Hamilton takes a step. Or he tries to. His leg refuses to support him, and the poor boy begins to crumble.

It's a mercy that he falls into Washington’s arms instead of the floor.

#hamilteaser #kay has writing amnesia apparently #alexander hamilton #george washington #hurt/comfort #whump

[that-gal-kay]

Here's the short version of this:

Kay is at Disney with her bestie and got drunk at the Magic Kingdom, then went on Pirates of the Caribbean. And at the end a pirate is offering his rum to a cat and says something about "be a good little pussycat."

And that's where this Whamilton bullsh*t comes from. It's a snippet that is not at all edited. Enjoy!

* * *

"And what did they say?" Alex glances up from his letter, a perfect combination of cross and encouraging. His pen tilts away from the parchment. The interruption is expected then.

"They said," Washington moves closer, steps heavy. "They are unsure whether I have employed a young gentleman or a tomcat, some feral beast not fit for his role or this army."

Alex's lips quirk and Washington is unsure the boy is amused or annoyed. He scoffs quietly and his attention returns to the letter. "What did you tell them?"

Washington huffs at the indifference. He quickly,deftly closes the distance between them and takes Alex by the wrist.

The pen chatters to the floor.

"Against what might be the advice of many I told them they have no say in my choice of aides, and I ordered them out. But do you know what I ought to have told them?"

Their faces are so close. Washington feels the boy's breath on his cheek. There's the slightest hitch and he grins.

"What?"

"That's you're no tomcat. Feral perhaps, but you are far more a pussycat. Screaming until you get every scrap of attention you want. That's what you are, my boy. A pusstcat in heat."

#hamilteaser #whamilton #george washington #alexander hamilton #pet names #cough

[that-gal-kay]

maybe something to get your muse going… or maybe just something i’m too lazy to write myself. a fic where washingdad is brainwashed by the british and almost hurts alexander?

Well, I know what I'm narrating to myself on the way home.

Sooo many horrible things 😈

Ugh and the aftermath? Yes. Just yes.

#ask kay anything #hamilton #hamilteaser #alexander hamilton #george washington #washingdad #hamilton fic #ahhhhh this

[that-gal-kay]

Anon who keeps asking me for Washington whump for Whumpril, you have no idea what you've started...

#hamilton #hamilteaser #kay writes sometimes

[that-gal-kay]

The Anastasia AU has so many headcanons and side plots and individual stories it probably takes up a full 20% of my brain.

Let's start with background, things that happen before the fic starts. First and foremost, Alexander is sent with a handful of men to burn mills to keep supplies out of British hands. He does not come back. Searches turn up nothing, and ultimately Alex is assumed dead.

This in turn sends John down an increasingly reckless path. Ultimately he ends up severely wounded and loses an arm. He's discharged and by the time the story begins he's a reluctant member of Congress. (His wife is also able to come to America since John isn't a soldier and he has an infant son).

And then there's Lafayette who has been running himself ragged for nearly two years. Maybe Washington has pushed a little too hard to keep him close, and is too protective after Alex- but they don't talk about that.

The final piece of piece of backstory is a young man held aboard a prison ship and in poor health. He remembers nothing prior to being held prisoner. One day a soldier claims to recognize him and calls him Hamilton. A little investigation and the Captain learns of a missing and presumed dead aide to Washington. He doesn't share that information with his captive, though he comes up with an idea of planting a spy in Washington’s camp. The Captain contacts spymaster John Andre about his plan and that sets everything in motion.

Please send asks if you want to know more. I'm so happy to get feedback and share ideas!

#Hamilteaser #hamilton headcanons #Anastasia AU #I have so much back story and side story for this fic #I just haven't actually started it

[that-gal-kay]

Yet another of those ideas I'll probably never write. (Omg I saved this as a draft weeks ago and never posted it).

A Top Gun: Maverick AU Whamilton style because it's been in my head since I saw the movie last summer.

Alex wakes up in the hospital after a crash that really no one should have walked away from, dented helmet sitting on a nearby chair. Before he even really has a minute to assess his situation or remember what happened he hears fleet Admiral Washington in the hall and oh, he sounds angry.

He comes barreling into Alex's room and he's never seen him this upset. Washington rips him up one side and down the other for his recklessness and Alex mutters an apology about losing the plane. Washington snaps back at him again. He doesn't care about the plane, he cares about Alex.

There's likely been an unspoken thing for a few years at this point.

Alex, trying to offset Washington’s level of intensity, insists he feels fine (he's quite drugged), and that he'll be back in a week at most.

And then comes some reveal I haven't decided yet where it turns out Alex is much more seriously hurt than he thinks, he just hasn't realized it yet.

#hamilton #alexander hamilton #george washington #angst #Top Gun AU #hamilteaser #whamilton