#hamliza fic

[enbylestat]

July 12, 1804

July 12, 1804.

The beginning.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48559216/chapters/122487430

Relationships: Alexander Hamilton/Eliza Schuyler-Hamilton & Alexander Hamilton & Benjamin Tallmadge (platonically).

Fandom: TURN, history, American revolution and 18th century.

Rating: T - teen and up. CW: violence and major character death!

Summary: Alexander Hamilton's death following the duel in Weehawken, New Jersey.

Excerpt: Number ten, paces, fire! Click boom! It is merely a moment but it feels like an eternity, his very existence flashing before his eyes. From Nevis to Yorktown, to New York. In a brief moment, he can see it all, Elizabeth, Angelica, even Maria who had unknowingly scandalized the nation with their affair, and of course his John Laurens. — Alexander Hamilton

Chapters: 1 2 3 4

Playlist.

Archive of our own.

Link of links.

#fic: July 12 1804 #turn fanfiction #enbylestat #fan fic #fan fiction #my fic #turn: washington's spies #turn washington's spies #amc turn #turn amc #alexander hamilton #eliza schuyler #eliza hamilton #benjamin tallmadge #ben tallmadge #american revolution #hamliza #Lams #amrev fandom #historical fiction #my writing #amrev #angst #grief cw #death cw

[girlboylaurens]

the love of all things (300 words)

What are you thinking? hums the voice of his deity, reverberating against the walls of his skull, the walls of the temple, the sliver of night sky he can see through the open window. A mourning dove cries somewhere far beyond the confines of the praying room. With only a moment’s thought he knows that it is She who spoke to him.

“Greatest and most beloved. Is He there too?” Alexander asks. 

Yes, hum their voices. Yes, he is; yes, I am, in perfect unison, their words overlapping like waves on the shore. He hears them perfectly, of course. Since he came to them he always has. 

Good evening, says He, as She remains silent. Answer her question, little thing, if you wish it.

He has been here only half an hour; every time he visits it takes less time for them to notice him, and the other monks are so very jealous. By the rules of the outside world, having drawn their attentions allows him to make the law, to interpret the will of the Two Beyond; although he is certain he has never erred in his judgment, he thinks perhaps this respect is the only thing he has ever received unfairly. It is not the other monks’ fault they are not so clever, or so interesting, or so pretty.

“I am thinking,” he says to the Gods Beyond Name, the greatest and most beloved, the shapers of fire and water, the Makers of All Law, the Dying and the Rising, the Sharpened and the Softened, the Bloodied and the Gracious, the only two things in the world, “that I would kiss you both on your raw red mouth, if you had one.” 

A crack forms in the stone beneath him, the closest thing they have to a smile.

#hamilton #hamilton fanfiction #john laurens #alexander hamilton #eliza schuyler #pluralfic #pluralprose #gods #fanfic #fic #drabble #elams #lams #hamliza

[jittyjames]

MASTERPOST FOR FICS

fic request rules

(at least, i think that's what these are called)

(i write for hamilton and jcs)

Categories:

i only write character x character! i'm sorry, i'm absolutely dreadful at writing self inserts or y/n characters! there's nothing wrong with those, i just completely fail at them.

i can also write things that are strictly platonic and have no romantic connections if that is what you prefer!

I will write for literally ANY hamilton/jcs ship or character. I love them all and I am not very picky when it comes to writing them. (lgbtq+ ships, poly ships, het ships, etc.)

Genres:

Whump (hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort, emotional whump, sickfics, etc.)

Fluff (romantic fluff, platonic fluff, family fluff, etc.)

AUs (literally any you could possibly think of lol)

Songfics

Smut

I will not write anything underage or incest. period.

I also won't write anything like romanticized abuse or any other romanticized icks. that's not to say the fic cannot have dark themes, but i won't write it in a glorified light.

other than that, i will pretty much write anything! (maybe not heavy fetishes tho. when in doubt, don't be afraid to ask!)

the requests can be as specific as you'd like! it can be a paragraph or just a few words! feel free to submit anonymously or publically so i can credit you for the idea!

I'll post them on AO3!

WIPS

Hamilton

the means to go on (multichap whump fic)

new money (enemies to friends fic, requested)

feverish disruptions (sickfic, requested)

sweet nothings (lams smut, requested)

eyes open (thg au)

darling dissident (alexandra hamilton au)

untitled philip sickfic (requested)

untitled ghost laurens fic (requested)

tolerate it (song fic, requested)

JCS

perfidy (multichap whump fic)

waste of money, waste of man (multichap angst fic)

seven sweetest sins (fluff multishot collection)

contrition (one-shot angst fic)

#hamilton #hamilton the musical #hamilton musical #hamilton fanfiction #hamilton fanfic #jamilton #marliza #lams #hamliza #hamburr #jeffmads #alexander hamilton #fic requests #broadway #musicals #jesus christ superstar #jcs

[ochrefic]

i return from the dead to post a new fic. it is fun and fucked up. mind the tags (and the additional warnings in the first author's note)

#laurliza #of the platonic variety #they're pretty much in a qpr but eliza definitely does not know what that is #fic links #fanfic #hamilton fanfiction #lams #hamliza #in small doses

[froggywritesstuff]

Your Sister Was Right | Hamliza

Pairings: Eliza x Alexander (sort of)

Warnings: no plot just angst, swearing

Time: modern

A/N: sort of a song fic, I don't own any of the lyrics, this song belongs to Wilbur Soot

The rain poured outside, dripping against the window Alex was curled up against. It was almost pitch black outside, the only light coming from the screen on Alexander's phone, which would constantly be dimming, needing Alex to pause every two minutes to tap the screen back to life.

The pen in his hand scrawled against the paper, the words that appeared on the page hitting Alex like daggers in his chest. Every word he wrote was the truth, which is why it hurt so much. He couldn't imagine how much it all must've hurt Eliza.

'I thought I couldn't love anymore

Turns out I can't, but not for the same reasons as before I use everyone I ever meet I can't find the perfect match Abuse those I love While I ostracize the ones who love me back'

The words flowed like water down a stream, as if Alex thoughts were falling from his head and onto paper. A small sob escaped his lips as tears streamed down his cheeks. He quickly rubbed his eyes, which served as useless as more tears came flooding back.

'On the path of least resistance, I find myself salting the Earth

Every time that I miss you I feel the way you hurt And I don't deserve you You deserve the world Though it feels like we were built From the same dirt'

He pulled his teary eyes away from the paper, staring down the hallway, looking into his and Eliza's bedroom, where Eliza lay restlessly sleeping, her messy hair covering her tear stained pillow. He took a deep breath, moving the pen back onto the page.

'And I hate to say it But your sister was right I'm nothing but a problem Leave you crying overnight'

Eliza didn't deserve this. She deserved to be happy.

'And I hate to say it But your sister was right I can't focus on the future only my short sight'

He couldn't make her happy.

'I hate to say it But your sister was right I'm a bastard Complete bastard A fucking waste of time'

"She'd be better off without me." was the last thing he said, setting the paper onto the bench and picking up his bags.

buy me a coffee <3

#this is nothing #but my friend had me listen to Wilbur Soot and I couldn't not think of Alexander #hamilton #hamilton fanfic #hamilton musical #musical #hamilton fanfiction #fanfiction #alexander hamilton #alexander hamilton fanfiction #elizabeth schuyler #elizabeth schuyler fanfiction #elizabeth schuyler hamilton #eliza schuyler #hamliza #alexander x eliza #alexander hamilton x elizabeth schuyler #alexander hamilton x eliza schuyler #eliza schuyler fanfiction #song fic #wilbur soot #your sister was right #your sister was right wilbur soot #angst #hamliza angst #hamliza song fic #froggywritesstuff

[icarusbetide]

my journey across time into 2000s livejournal has enlightened me to the fact that hamilton has always been the whore of the amrev community because why was almost every single slash fic jamilton lams hamburr, sometimes hamliza & whamilton?

#nothing on god's green earth is new #alexander hamilton #historical hamilton #amrev #cash slash #i love that so much “cash slash”

[reeve-in-a-suit]

*throws my happy hamliza oneshot at you while driving by, blasting a disastrous cacophony of an audio edit of ‘that would be enough’, ‘helpless’, and ‘best friend’ by Rex Orange County at full volume, shouting “GET FICCED SUCKER” and zooms away*

Edit:

Man I fr forgot to add the link, glory me

Alexander’s Odd Day

#Hamliza #Alexander Hamilton #Elizabeth Schuyler #alexander Hamilton x Elizabeth schuyler #Alexander Hamilton x Elizabeth Schuyler fanfic #Hamliza fanfic #Hamliza fluff #hamliza yearning #hamilton #hamilton musical

[thattechygirl]

I posted this fic a few hours ago, but forgot to share a link here. So here it is, the link to my second one shot in my Hamilton collection. This one is a Hamliza fic, and I think it is quite cute.

#hamilton #hamilton fanfiction #hamilton one shot collection #fanfiction #fanfic #one shot collection #alexander hamilton #elizabeth hamilton #elizabeth schuyler #eliza hamilton #eliza schuyler #hamliza

[paperweight-inshadesofgreige]

⋆ welcome home ⋆

characters ☆ basically everyone pairings ☆ lams, hamliza

tws ☆ minor & major character deaths, implied passive suicidal ideation, alex's past

whumpcember day 31. homeless scheduled post; i'm on a trip so i'll add + post the ao3 chapter once i get back

fic under cut

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Alexander had never had a lasting home.

Sure, he had had houses to live in, places to stay at, but a home, a safe haven, a comfort place?

His home had been ripped away from him the moment his father had left – but even then, Alexander had learned to adjust. Learned to take over some of his father’s chores, learned to act mature, to help his mother. For a while, he dared to say that he had gotten his home back, the days with his mother and Jamie calm and peaceful.

That was, until the fever had hit. Chills had racked his body, nausea tearing through. Even later in his life he had been prone to fevers – an effect of the sickness he had experienced earlier in his life, Ned had suspected.

However, his mother had had it worse. Even in his delirious state, Alexander had seen the way the sickness destroyed her, taking something every day. Her smile, her voice, the glow in her eyes.

And then, in the end, her heartbeat.

Alexander had gotten better, but inside, he had wished he was dead. Perhaps that had been the moment when he had started imagining death, over and over again until it felt more like a memory.

Home had become an absurd concept as he went on with his days, doing his best to earn some money. Years had passed by, but what he hadn’t realized was that deep inside his heart, he had started to call the town home.

Hadn’t realized until that had been washed away from him too.

He had been utterly and completely alone, his cousin’s suicide haunting his thoughts. Jamie had run away to god knows where, clearly too burdened to continue caring about him. Alexander, devastated, had looked around at the houses destroyed by the storm, at the lives taken, at the trees fallen, and had done the only thing he knew how to do.

He had picked up a pen, grabbed a piece of paper, and started to pour his thoughts out, word after word flowing from his quill as he described his despair, the scene around him, the hopelessness the island felt.

Little had he known, the hopelessness would soon turn into hope as the people dug out their purses, collecting the little money they had, only to donate it to him. At first, Alexander had been reluctant – after all, everyone had so little –, but had soon realized the opportunities the mainland held for him.

And so, he had gone.

Gone, only to be found. He still remembered that night. Him, John, Laf, Herc, drunk, singing, happy, but most importantly, at home. That feeling had only grown stronger as he had joined Washington’s army, become aide-de-camp for him.

And when Eliza had stepped into his life, that had opened a whole new world for him, a place where he could sit with Peggy for hours, a place where he could joke around with Angelica, and a place where he could confide in Eliza, open up his heart without the fear of being judged.

War had had its challenges - of course it had - but he had felt understood, had felt like himself. Perhaps it didn’t always feel like home, but it had been comfortable for sure. Especially the shared nights with John, whispers filling the air as they stroked each others’ hair, giggled secrets between soft kisses.

They had won the war. It had felt like a miracle, a dream come true as Alexander had gone back to his law studies, taking cases with Burr, taking care of Philip. Oh, Philip, his son, his sun. His smile had been so sweet, so breathtaking.

It had all been the calm before the storm. The letter had arrived in the afternoon, and Alexander had stored it away to read before going to sleep. He had assumed it was a letter from John, most likely to inform Alexander about how his battles had went.

It hadn’t been.

He had dismissed Eliza’s worried gaze, had retreated to his office, buried himself in paperwork. Everything was just as it was before, apart from the hole in his heart that kept tearing him apart bit by bit, gnawing at him from inside.

It had all went downhill from there, Alexander supposed. Jefferson had come back from France, bringing nothing but trouble and headaches, accompanied by sleepless nights and dangerous amounts of coffee. His fevers had grown worse year by year, but he had also gotten better at hiding them year by year.

He had just gotten over one of those fevers when Maria Reynolds had walked into his life, dress red, lips red, scared, helpless. Alexander had seen the fear in her eyes, and a voice in him had urged him to give her a home, a place of trust. Therefore, despite the acknowledgement that this was horribly wrong, he let her into his life. Looking back now, perhaps he had been seeking something too.

During the days spent with Maria, he had been able to forget his own worries, had been able to forget John. Before the letter, anyways.

He had stored the letter away, hidden it under all his documents, had given James Reynolds what he had wanted, yet still Reynolds had accused him of embezzling government funds. Everyone had claimed that it was the end of his career, that there was no way he was going to write his way out of this.

So he had proven them wrong. But again, perhaps that had been the wrong thing to do.

Eliza had left him, Angelica had left him. So he had spent the nights in his office, hunched over the letters and the documents. Fevers had racked his body, yet there had been no warmth in his life.

He had never felt so homeless.

Washington’s letter had arrived. His hands had shaked as his eyes had scanned over the words, tears swelling up, blurring the world. It had been like a punch to the gut as another piece of his heart was crushed.

Yet nothing could’ve prepared him for what the universe had had in store for him.

The worst part was that he could’ve stopped it. Could’ve told Philip to apologize verbally, to give up on the duel, could’ve forbidden him from going. But he hadn’t. Instead, he had handed Philip his guns, told him to make him proud, had sent him off to his doom.

Alexander’s shallow breaths had continued, but Philip’s had ceased.

He hadn’t cried. Emptiness had filled him, his chest had screamed in pain, it had been like someone was ripping his heart apart. It seemed like everything he touched - everyone he loved would turn to dust, crumble under his affectionate gaze.

Still, he couldn’t bring himself to push Eliza away. After a week of wandering alone, he had started joining Eliza on her walks, talking to himself.

Then, one night, standing in the garden, surrounded by nothing else than the occasional call of a bird, she had taken his hand, had squeezed it in familiar reassurance.

Alexander had shattered, sobs tearing through his body as the stress and grief building up inside him had finally been let out, the too-full jar overflowing. Eliza hadn’t spoken, had only held him as all of his floodgates opened at once.

It had been easier to have Eliza back, but it didn’t fix the holes inside him, didn’t cure him of his depressive episodes or his yearly sicknesses, didn’t stop Burr from challenging him. It was something Alexander had said, according to Burr, but Alexander wasn’t sure what. He had said a lot of things about the other, after all.

Alexander’s hand had been surprisingly steady as he had written the last lines of his letter to Eliza, signing it with muscle memory before storing it in an envelope. He had taken one last look at his wife, one last look at his children before grabbing his pistols.

Now, with Burr facing him, the hesitation in Alexander turned to determination. They turned, counted to ten, and Alexander spun around, aimed his pistol at the sky.

He heard the gunshot, felt it soon afterwards as it entered his ribs, knocking him backwards. Pain blinded him, but he felt oddly calm.

Voices, footsteps. Alexander couldn’t feel his legs.

Rushing, shouting. Alexander talked.

Crying, screaming. Alexander’s head turned. Eliza. A shaky sigh escaped his lips as he pressed a kiss to that hand - for the last time, perhaps.

All the noises faded. Alexander blinked slowly, his words ceasing as he catched a glimpse of the other side.

Washington, his mother, Philip, John. John.

A smile formed on his face as he closed his eyes, drifting away.

At last, he was home.

#whumpcember2023 #day: 31 #whump #hamilton whump #hamilton fanfiction #homeless

[inthenameofallthingsholy]

𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜

Hi i’m Speedy, pronouns She/Her, and I write blurbs and one shots. Send me requests for fanfic and I’ll write away! My fandoms and my criteria for each fandom such as ships below the cut. This criteria is just because if you have a ship I’m not good at or don’t like, you deserve a better fic than what I produce

Marvel- Mostly movies but I can do some shows like Daredevil and Agents of shield (if AOS no DaisyxPhill or Simmons or Fitz x someone other than each other). There are a ton of ships for this fandom, so just ask and i’ll tell you wether i ship or not, no judgement given to you :)

DCAU- Justice League and Justice League unlimited only please, and I specialize in Wonderbat but I can do other ships like Hawklantern or Green Canary.

Star Wars- I mostly do LeiaxHan but I will write others like Anidala, Damerey, etc. I just don’t do Reylo.

Star Trek- I mostly do Next Gen, Voyager, and Enterprise.

Hamilton- mostly specialize in Lams, Leggy, or Hamliza, but I can dabble into other ships

SandersSides: I’m not good at writing Roman and Virgil with people other than each other but Logan, Patton, Janus, and Remus I can mix and match the coupling.

Glee: So many people change partners in this show I can pretty much mix and match any too characters (except Kurt and Blaine i’m not good at writing them w/other people)

She-Ra: The canon couples or the implied canon couples (Catradora, Glimbow, Scorfuma, etc)

Owl House: Raeda, Huntlow, Lumity. That is my entire range, it’s embarrassing Ik. I can dabble in side character ships though such as VineyxEmira

HP Marauders: Wolfstar, Jily, or DorcasxMarlene. I don’t do Jegulus or Marlily, i’m sorry.

HP Golden Trio Era: Anything except pedophilia, that is how low the bar is lol.

Amphibia: Sashanne, Marcanne, and everything in between

Stranger Things: Mileven, I can do Byler even though I think Will deserves better, Mucas, Jancy, Stancy, Ronance, Steddie, DustinxSuzie, Jopper, and EddiexChrissy

Lockwood and Co: Lockwood and Lucy yk

Bridgerton: mostly x readers, but also Kanthony

Helluva Boss: M&M and Stolitz

Suits: I do Harvey x Donna and Mike x Rachel.

The Rookie: I do Chenford

Chuck: Chuck x Sarah, Morgan x Alex

I probably forgot some so if there is a fandom you’d like to ask me about, go ahead!

#Marvel #Daredevil #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #DCAU #Wonderbat #Star Wars #leia x han #damerey #Anidala #Star trek #star trek tng #star trek voyager #star trek enterprise #Hamilton #Hamilton lams #LafayettexPeggy #Hamliza #sandersides #prinxiety #logan x remus #logan x patton #patton x logan #patton x janus #Glee #klaine #she-ra #catradora #glimbow #the owl house #lockwood and co

[yr-obedt-cicero]

Hi! I'm looking for some good old Hamliza things. Do you have any recommendations?

@aswithasunbeam and @madtomedgar write some really good historical Hamilza fics if you're interested!

#queries #elsalover20016 #not history

[fancy--that]

Hi, I hope you are having a good day

Questions:

1. Besides Jamilton, is there another ships you like?

2. Why you don’t like Lams? Just curious

I am thank you! And I hope the exact same for you!

I assume you're talking about Hamilton ships? Of course the og Hamliza. Peggy x Lafayette is a ship I've always found cute. I also don't mind Burr x Hamilton, I think it's adorable. And Thomas x Angelica. If we're not talking about Hamilton a few other favorites of mine are Ineffable Husbands, ZaDr, and Beetlejuice x The Maitlands.

2. The reason I do not like Lams is because I shipped it when I was first starting out in the fandom, it seemed to be the most popular so I stuck with it. As I started to explore other ships I found an alarming amount of Lams posts that were very toxic to other ships in the community, because as they put it "it was historically accurate so it was better" and trying to argue with those people was impossible. Another reason being I just see the two of them as best friends and thats it, just besties. Historical context or not, when I listen to or watch the musical I just see a couple of best friends. My final reason being that when I actually watched the Hamilton musical for the first time is when I really got into Jamilton because Alexander and Thomas seemed to have so much chemistry on stage. Thomas was flamboyant, sassy, funny, and intelligent while Alexander was more hot headed, impulsive, and straightforward. Polar opposites?? Um yes please.

So basically Lams shippers themselves ruined it for me, on top of the fact that they kind of ruined his character by making him an "uwu I love turtles and i am a smol cinnamon roll boi" So every fic was basically that with Alexander being the adult and i couldn't take it.

[alexander-hamilton-2022]

For the ooc: the author you just reblogged is so... Nice to read? Angsty but romantic and cute

Occ: I honestly admire the author a lot, they have a very fluent and detailed way of writing, and honestly I am a lover committed to Lams and Hamliza 🥺😔 so, I think it's good to share this type of fics too so that others know it

#occ ask

[vmpirevnom]

-has a fake mustache on- I’m totally not Fishi-

Anyway have any ships with Wash besides King? :3 -mustache falls off- frickle frackle- owo

Lmao- yes, Lams, Hamliza, Hamdre (when Andrès not a dick in the fics), And Halemadge

[empressbitchalt]

#alexander hamilton #eliza hamilton #hamliza #mary stuart #mary queen of scots

[tretaaysel]

I have a lot of half-written fics that I want to try and finish up this summer 

I have two Hamilton oneshots. Hamliza smut that I want to try and edit, and then one I started a couple years ago and I just need to finish. 

Then I have a TON of Hetalia fics(most Spamano) that I need to get going on. The one I kind of want to get started on finishing is my Silver and Gold fic. I THINK if I finish my home series THAT’S the one I want to work on for July camp Nano and November Nano in general 

To-Do List(I guess)

Summer Nights

He’ll Return 

with you i’m home

finding home

Illusions of Silver and Gold