#hamilton:an american musical

[sm-oo-th-like-butter]

In loving memory of them:

They're not dead, I just like remembering them

#hamiltrash #hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #jasmine cephas jones #phillipa soo #renée elise goldsberry

[hamilton--au]

Alexander Hamilton

He is Brazilian

Moved to USA to study in the Organization's Academy

Got kicked out for punching a teacher

Is Bi

Eliza's ex-fiance

Had a child with her

Once got drunk and married with a random guy...still married with him

King of the hoddies

Don't cut his hair for laziness

Help funding the Alliance

Was recruited by Washington in person

Is polyglot (Portuguese, English, Spanish, French and Latin)

Very smart but make dumb decisions

Is the second youngest in the squad

Has ADHD

#alexander hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #hamilton au #secret war au

[doll-full-of-joy]

Honestly the only things that keep me sane right now are Hogwarts Mystery and Hamilton:An American Musical’s soundtrack 

#hamilton #hogwarts mystery #game #musical #hamilton:an american musical #soundtrack #slytherin #gryffindor #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory #wolfstar #eliza #angelica #hogwart

[jamilton-watermelon]

I know this isn't jamilton, but hear me about that au.

I was watching Capitan America: Winter soldier and I think about that.

King George is a Head of a British organization in the best HYDRA style and the Americans start to revolting and creating their own organization (like SHIELD)

I can't draw neither my live dependent that, so I will make only descriptions about the characters and the scenes. Who I make first?

Some ideas about how I will call that AU?

#hamilton #incorrect hamilquotes #hamilton:an american musical #hamilton au

[thedeepdeepvoid]

Yoo

If you’re still into Hamilton please reblog!

#lams #hamlaf #hamilton #musical #hamilton:an american musical #jamilton #jeffmads #reblog #alexander hamilton #LMM #lin manuel miranda

[elvza-hamvlton]

embrace my darling children for me - alexander hamilton (4 july, 1804)

#hamilton #alexander hamilton #eliza hamilton #elizabeth hamilton #i outwardly refuse to ship anything but hamliza and im ~not sorry~ #hamilton:an american musical #hamilfilm #hamilton edit #hamiltonedit #eliza schuyler #elizabeth schuyler

[ask-hamilton-fantasy]

Welcome to our blog!

This is a hamilton fantasy/historical-setting ask blog based in the universe of the fanfiction Written in Runes, where much of the main cast lives in or nearby a strange forest of magic and strange, monstrous creatures. The fic is not needed for context, but to give a quick run down:

Alexander Hamilton is a witch. He practices spells, he studies curses and incantations. Then, of course, there’s Burr – a killjoy who happily predicts that Hamilton will die the moment he enters the forest. Ignoring Burr’s advice, Hamilton happily walks into the forest, finding a wild spread of characters and creatures to encounter – from John the werewolf, Hercules (a man of…strange descent), and Lafayette the fairy, to James the druid and Thomas the vampire, to the Schuyler sisters (a group of friendly dryads).

Every character has their own stories, complex pasts, and wild adventures to partake in – so don’t be afraid to ask anyone anything!

#jamilton #lams #laurette #hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #repost because tumblr doesn't like first posts showing up in the tags

[ask-supernathamilsquad]

Welcome to the Supernatural AU ask blog! We got @oneofthemtheaternerds as Alex (Siren) and Eliza (Witch)

@mangoxythefox as Thomas (Shapeshifter) and Philip (Half-demon)

@moxiethesimplenerd as Lafayette (Beast of Gévaudan) and Angelica (Nightmare Queen) @frikkinghelicopters as Hercules (Werewolf but shhhhhhh) and Peggy (Sorceress) @renivision as John (Vampire) and Maria (Kumiho)

and finally @hamiltonruinedmyheccinglife as Jamjar (Gargoyle)! Send us stuff!

#alexander hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #philip hamilton #philip #my name is philip #iam a poet #pip hamilton #pip is alex's brother here #elizabeth schuyler #eliza schuyler #helpless #supernatural au #eliza schuyler-hamilton #except they're not together in this au #some pining tho #lafayette #he's the wolf he tried to kill/tame when he was just a bab #angelica schuyler #angelica schuyler-church #satisfied #but she's not satisfied #she'll never be satisfied #v v protective older sister #she's insane man #what'd i miss #thomas jefferson #shapeshifter #he's part bunny and v friendly #brah brah

[retvenkos]

aaron burr // “i am slow to anger, but i tow the line as i reckon with the effects of your life on mine.”

#aaron burr #burr #burr hamilton #hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #moodboard #aesthetic #hamiltonaesthetic

[red-cloudfield]

he will fight u

#hamilton #john laurens #hamilton:an american musical #fanart #chibi #RedDraws #he smol #i'm a hamiltrash

[jyushimatsuhustle]

Hunter x Hunter ft. Hamilton.

BURN.

Leorio: I saved every letter yo wrote me...

Kurapika: Wtf, lette-

Leorio: From the moment i read them i knew you were mine, you said you were mine, i thought you were mine..

Kurapika: What the fuck did you read? You have to leave wattpad, i never was yours.

Leorio: DO YOU KNOW WHAT GON SAID WHEN WE SAW YOUR FIRST LETTER ARRIVE?

Kurapika: You wasn’t with Gon, shut the fuck up.

Leorio: “Be careful with that one love... He will do what it takes to survive”

Kurapika: Well, that’s true. But, for real, i really don’t care about my life, so..

Leorio: You and your words flooded my senses, your sentences left me defenseless. You built me palaces out of paragraph, you built cathedrals...

Kurapika: I don’t even talk to you, stop this shit. I’m not Bob the Constructor.

Leorio: I’m re-reading the letters you wrote me, i’m searching and scanning for answers in every line, for some kind of sign...

Kurapika: Again... WHAT THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU READING, I DIDN’T EVEN SEND A FUCKING “HELLO”, At least to you.

Leorio: And when you were mine.... THE WORLD SEEMED TO BURN!

Kurapika: I never was yours, but the world still burning.

Leorio: DO YOU KNOW WHAT KILLUA SAID, WHEN HE READ WHAT YOU DONE?

Kurapika: Did you met Killua? How is he?

Leorio: You have married an Icarus, he has flown to close to the sun..

Kurapika: What? I didn’t fail, i did it everything just right!

Leorio: you and your words obsessed with your revenge, your sentences border on senseless.. AND YOU WERE PARANOID IN EVERY PARAGRAPH, HOW THEY PERCEIVE YOU.. You... You... you..

Kurapika: I’m not obsessed with my revenge, i just... Wanna do it, oc? I don’t talk with no sense, i’m absolutely logic, shut the fuck up. I’ NOT PARANOID, I JUST... I’m just doing this in the more carefully way possible. I, I, I? I what?

Leorio: I’m watching it BUUUUUUURN! WATCHING IT BUUUUUUUUURN!

Kurapika: Everybody is watching it burn, darling.

Leorio: I’m burning my memories, burning the letters, that might have redeemed you...

Kurapika: And yes, you are burning my patient too..

Leorio: You forfeit all rights to my heart you’ll sleep in your office instead, WITH ONLY THE MEMORIES OF WHEN YOU WERE MINEE!

Kurapika: I don’t even want the rights to your heart, i’ll sleep in a hotel of the neighbourhood city and yeah... I don’t have memories because i never was yours, again.

Leorio: I HOPE THAT YOUU, BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!

Kurapika: YOU BURNED MY PATIENT. NOW I’LL BURN YOUR FUCKING FACE!

--

Too long, omg. I skip parts of the songs, and equally is too long. Shit.

Well, this is an adaptation LeoPika to the song “Burn” from “Hamilton: An American Musical”, it was only made with humour intentions.. But is not even funny, but well. 

#Hamilton #Burn #Hamilton:An American musical #Hunxter x Hunter #LeoPika #Leorio #Kurapika

[thatangstyfeminist-blog]

LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA LIKED MY TWEET WHAT DO I DO I’M MARKING THIS DAY IT WILL LIVE IN INFAMY OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD 

#Lin-Manuel Miranda #tweet #LIN MANUEL MIRANDA LIKED MY TWEET OH MY GOD #Hamilton:an American musical #In The Heights #lin manuel #lin miranda #AMAZING #PANICKING #FUCK

[hamilton--au]

Let's talk about Hamilton's au

#hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #hamilton au

[lesbianflordemayo-moved-blog]

hi philip hamilton is the real sunshine. john laurens killed a man onstage and then high fived the one member of the ensemble who symbolizes death u better stop pretending laurens is soft he will fight u

#john laurens #hamilton #hamilton:an american musical #philip hamilton #discourse i fuckin guess

[yourneighborhoodhamiltrash]

Home (Platonic!Hamilcast x Reader)

Words: 1481

Warnings: Angst, Potentially horrible writing

Your jaw nearly dropped as you approached the front door of your apartment. You stared at the now crumpled paper that you pulled off the door and held in your fist. Most of the words were small and smeared, but two words stood out in bold red: EVICTION NOTICE.

You felt like throwing up as you stood outside in some kind of daze. You had begged for more time. It was the end of the month and you were due to pay any day now. You just needed a few more days. God, what would your friends say? They had been doing pretty well since they left, getting new gigs, performing around the world.

After leaving Hamilton, you hadn’t had the best luck. The show you were going to join canceled last minute and you weren’t able to find any other jobs on Broadway. You had no choice but to pick up a few small gigs, but with the lack of income, you had to drop performing all together. All your time went towards the several jobs you picked up to get some money even if it was at minimum wage. Where did you go so wrong?

With a tired sigh, you tossed the paper aside and dug through your backpack for your phone that you could hardly afford. You clicked the name of your landlord, and sent a text begging once more for another day. As you hit send, your phone buzzed as Lin texted.

Hey! Long time no talk. Skype?

How could you talk to him now? You couldn’t. Shame overwhelmed you. Your gaze landed on your muddy sneakers. You sighed, starting to shiver from the cold, and decided to go inside. You dropped your bag by the door and reached for the light switch. That is, until you tried to turn on the lights and nothing happened.

Tears of frustration sprung to your eyes. You walked to your practically empty cupboard and pulled out an old candle and some matches. After lighting it, you collapsed onto your battered couch, feeling helpless. How did it all go so wrong?

Mere months ago, you were living your dream. You performed along castmates who you now consider family, and sung about a founding father almost every night. These days, you worked seven days a week, two, three, sometimes four jobs. You were constantly going overtime, carrying on during break, taking extra shifts. You tried so hard. You thought back to the days of Hamilton.

You spent hours upon hours laughing and singing off stage with most of the cast. You got coffee with Pippa and Jasmine nearly every week. Anthony and Daveed were like brothers to you, always pranking you. Lin and Leslie were always there for you whenever you needed to talk. Oak was always there to grab some lunch with. You went out with most of them on Friday nights for a drink. Or had a movie night with them after a few performances.

Of course, after you all left, they got busy. And so did you. It was bound to happen anyway. But, it pained you to think of what you had and where you were. You loved all of them. You missed hearing their laughter, their jokes, everything. You missed performing on stage at the Richard Rogers theater. You just wanted to go back in time. Of course, during the first couple of months, you all promised to continue getting coffee and lunch, but after having to cancel multiple times because of an extra shift, you decided to cancel altogether. Besides, you didn’t have the money to do anything like that anymore.

You were sobbing now. It wasn’t fair. You got up every morning, travelled to the endless jobs, made no trouble. Nothing was enough. You dropped doing what you love to survive. You worked hard. But, you just couldn’t do it. You were trapped. There was no way out.

The following day dragged on endlessly. The employee you usually worked with called in sick and you were stuck with twice the work. You didn’t mind, and you did get an extra raise. By the time you finished, you were beyond exhausted and the day had only started.

With your luck, the subway was delayed and you were late to work by an hour. Your pay was docked and you weren’t given a chance to explain yourself. By the time it was time to go back to the apartment, you were exhausted and left without a coat after someone mistakenly brought it home with them. It was the middle of winter and you were stuck in New York City with a thin jacket.

When the rain started to pour down, you nearly broke down. After such a long day, you dragged yourself back to the apartment where your eye caught the sight of a padlock and another eviction notice.

It was too much. It was all too much. You were just so tired. You sank to the ground with your back against the door. Curses flew from your numb lips as you began to hopelessly sob.

“(Y/N)?”

No, not like this. They couldn’t-

“Oh my god, (Y/N),” You heard Jasmine’s frantic voice and footsteps following hers. Through blurry vision, you saw Jasmine and Pippa crowd around you while Anthony and Daveed tried to undo the padlock. Getting impatient, Oak took matters into his own hands and forced the door open. Pippa led you inside as the others followed behind. You heard their mutters of disbelief at the lack of light and heat. You heard their gasps as they saw your empty cupboards and lack of furniture. She wrapped your tattered blanket around you and sat you down on the couch.

Pippa quietly held you in her arms. You cried, all of your anxieties making themselves known. Mumbles of “I’m sorry”’s left your mouth as tears raced down your cheeks. You were so disappointed in yourself. Your friends didn’t need to see this. They were your problems. You could handle it.

Pip held you in front of her and wiped the tears from your cracked cheeks with her thumb. “How long have you been living like this?” She asked in a quiet voice.

“I-I’m fine, I ju-”

“How long, (Y/N)?” They weren’t going to let this go. You looked away from her gaze and looked at your other friends. Oak shook his head with a face of guilt as he looked around the apartment. Anthony and Daveed packed a small bag of things worth saving. Jasmine kneeled down next to you.

“Please, love, how long?” She repeated Pippa’s question waiting to hear an answer.

“About four months.” Their faces dropped. Pippa pulled you in for another hug as Jasmine’s hand flew to her mouth. Daveed nearly dropped the bag of things at hearing the words. Their faces filled with expressions of varying sadness, anger, and guilt. “I’m okay. I-I’m sorry. Thank you for opening the door. I can go find a-” You spoke as you tried to escape Pip’s embrace.

“Stay with us.” Anthony said without missing a beat.

“No, I couldn’t-”

“Please, (Y/N),” Jazzy interrupted, “We really don’t mind. Hell, we want you to.”

“You should have told us you were having trouble (Y/N), any of us would have gladly taken you in.” Oak said with a frown.

“I didn’t want to be a burden.” You admitted.

“A burden, (Y/N)? We absolutely love you. Every single one of us. You’re practically family to us. We were all so worried about you. We hadn’t heard from you in weeks and when Lin called us to check up on you, we, gosh, we were so scared that something had happened.” Daveed said.

“Lin called? Isn’t it like midnight over there?” You laughed lightly through tears. Anthony joined your laughter.

“Speaking of Lin.” He pulled his phone to his ear. “Woah, Lin, slow down. She’s going to be okay. We’re with her right now. Yeah, of course.” He handed you the phone.

“(Y/N)? Are you okay?” He said frantically.

“I’m going to be. Thanks for sending them over, Lin.”

“I was worried sick, (Y/N).”

“Calm down, dad.” You joked.

“What happened?” You paused.

“I’ll tell you about it later. Thanks for checking up. Now, go sleep. I promise I’ll be okay. Say hi to V and Seb for me.”

You handed the phone back to Anthony. For once, you believed yourself. Things would be okay. You looked at your friends whose faces were still full of worry.

“Come on, (Y/N). Let’s go home.” Jas said with a smile helping you up.

“Plus, Daveed, Oak, and Pip are sleeping over!” Anthony said excitedly.

“Movie night!” Oak added, lightening the mood even more.

You looked at your friends and smiled. You were home. And, you would be okay because they were there.

#hamilton #hamilcast #hamilton:an american musical #platonic #platonic!hamilcast x reader #hamilcast x reader #pippa soo x reader #phillipa soo x reader #jasmine cephas jones x reader #anthony ramos x reader #oak x reader #lin x reader #lin manuel x reader #daveed diggs x reader #phillipa soo #pippa soo #jasmine cephas jones #jazzy jones #anthony ramos #okieriete onaodowan #oak onaodowan #lin manuel miranda #daveed diggs #sorry #this probably sucks #like a lot #inspired by #rent

[thedeepdeepvoid]

Quick question

Is it bad that I’m still in Hamilton?

These late night thoughts man

#hamilton #alexander hamilton #hamilton: the revolution #Hamilton #lams #jamilton #late night #late night thoughts #im actually freaking out for no reason #help #me #help me #hamilton:an american musical #musicals #musical #questions #question