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         “That’s kind miss.” He began, looking down sheepishly at the few lines he had been able to compose. Perhaps she just didn’t understand the caliber of talent he was working around constantly. People, like Hamilton and Jefferson, composed things with such ease it was like the ink flowed through their veins elegantly onto the paper. He didn’t posses such talents. Washington was quieter, simpler, and that was never a downfall in his eyes, simply a fact. “Thank you for reading it anyway, that was nice of you.”

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[jackstripes]

happy birthday, george washington! (february 22, 1732 - december 14, 1799)

[gwashingtons-blog]

Hamilton: *in a crowd,can't find Lafayette*

Hamilton: *cups his hands around his mouth* Washington is a terrible leader!

Lafayette: hOW DARE YOU INSULT MON GENERAL

Hamilton: there he is

[limetraed]

[gwashingtons-blog]

me: [doesnt get attention for fifteen seconds]

me: [drapes self over the lounge] it is fine. i am Okay. i suppose it is simply my destiny to die alone. Abandoned. Without a soul in the world to care for me. [delicately wipes a glistening tear from my eye] i'm not bothered. i Understand why you all Hate Me and wish me dead. after all, maybe it is all for the best....... [i stare forlornly into the middle distance, allowing my limbs to go slack as i lie back and wait to wither away, ignored forever]

[gwashingtons-blog]

❛ look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now. ❜

Hamilton Starters || accepting

         “There is still work to be done,” His voice is gruff, and tired. Like he has been walking down an endless road with no sign of light ahead. Washington treks on tireless, a new nation following blindly behind, someday they would reach their destiny. Or would they? He wasn’t one to say. “Fighting was easy, governing’s harder.” 

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❝ Am I talking too loud? Sometimes I get over excited. ❞

Hamilton Starters || accepting

         “Yeah man, you are talking a little loud, but that’s not too bad,” He begins, his hands moving with his words. It is like he is painting them in the air. “However, I would urge you to be sure that what you have to say contributes to the discussion in a positive manner. You see, I knew a man who worked so hard for a goal, but when it came to the discussion portion of it he negated all the work he had done. Keeping moving forward – not backward.”

[gwashingtons-blog]

myfxtherseyes:

“ Emmeline, sir. By Charlotte Turner Smith.” The way it was written, and how it had thinly-veiled political meanings, it was wonderful.Theodosia was absolutely in love with the book. “ Have you read it?”

       “I haven’t! You know I’ve been a bit busy with other matters, but now that I have additional time I might look it over.” He smiled a bit, Washington hadn’t had the time to read for leisure in years. Every day he had gotten up to serve his country, to lead his country, and the little things about him faded into the abyss. 

[gwashingtons-blog]

Hamilton: *cheats on Eliza* *writes about his affair* *publishes Reynolds pamphlet*

Eliza: I hope that you burn.

Hamilton: ?????

Hamilton: It seems like bad things are always happening to me. Like I have bad luck or something.

Washington: Son, you don't have bad luck. The reason that bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.

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diiedforhim:

❛ I am very glad to hear that, it will be great news to pass along to my father, ❜ a pause as she tilted her head curiously. ❛ Unless of course you have already spoken to him recently once more, ❜ Philipa corrected herself with a smile. Manners, manners — she always had to remind herself. She had so much to say, constantly it was hard to remember them.

         “I’m sure he already knows,” The girl confused him. Her mannerisms made no sense, and she seemed to stop herself at the oddest of moments. He was not someone to be permissive in a conversation. Washington would rather someone say something outright once then say it subliminally a million times. “I suppose so, but that won’t be the case for that much longer. He’ll have a new Congress and President to handle.” 

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proteanthreat:

Shoulders squaring, the young revolutionary stands with pride. Here he is before the man, the legend, George Washington– about to accept an offer that no man should refuse. A chance to be an integral part of their brand new nation. It is without hesitation that Alexander speaks. “I’ll do it. Wherever you need me, sir. Treasury or State.”

         The boy was filled with so much ambition. He exudes it in every move he makes, every offer he accepts. He is a chess piece in a game that he is assured to win. You can see the WANT in his sweat, his NEED was painted in the depth of his eyes. When he speaks though he alleviates a responsibility from Washington, and relief floods the older mans features. There is a silent ‘thank you’ that doesn’t need to be spoken. There’s a pause for a moment,” Treasury.” 

[rcynoldspamphlet-blog]

     ❝ I know you are a man of HONOR.

               I’m so sorry to bother you at HOME.

                            But I don’t know where to GO, & 

                                                 I came here all ALONE… ❞

[yavinisms-blog]

LOTTEWRITES:

HAMILTON : AN AMERICAN MUSICAL  → STARTERS

❛ he was longing for something to be a part of. ❜

❛ and the world is gonna know your name. ❜

❛ there’s a million things i haven’t done, but just you wait. ❜

❛ you never learned to take your time. ❜

❛ talk less…smile more. ❜

❛ who’s the best? c’est moi! ❜

❛ the plan is to fan this spark into a flame. ❜

❛ i’m not throwing away my shot. ❜

❛ i may not live to see our glory, but i will gladly join the fight !  ❜

❛ they’ll tell the story of tonight. ❜

❛ tomorrow there’ll be more of us. ❜

❛ i’m looking for a mind at work. ❜

❛ look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now. ❜

❛ oh my god. tear this dude apart. ❜

❛ i will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love… ❜

❛ dying is easy, young man… living is harder. ❜

❛ then you walked in and my heart went ‘boom’! ❜

❛ you look at me and suddenly i’m helpless. ❜

❛ i am so into you. ❜

❛ i’m just saying if you really loved me, you would share him. ❜

❛ love doesn’t discriminate from the sinners and the saints. ❜

❛ i’m willing to wait for it. ❜

❛ i am the one thing in life i can control. ❜

❛ call me son one more time —…. ❜

❛ i don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing. ❜

❛ that would be enough. ❜

❛ and we could be enough. ❜

❛ let me a part of the narrative in the story they will write one day. ❜

❛ you have no control : who lives, who dies, who tells your story. ❜

❛ history has its eyes on you. ❜

❛ awesome. wow. ❜

❛ i’ll make the world safe and sound for you. ❜

❛ why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? ❜

❛ what’d i miss? ❜

❛ run away with us for the summer. ❜

❛ take a break. ❜

❛ well, hate the sin, love the sinner. ❜

❛ no one else was in the room where it happened. ❜

❛ and then we’ll teach them how to say goodbye. ❜

❛ we both know what we know. ❜

❛ i will choose her happiness over mine every time. ❜

❛ god, i hope you’re satisfied. ❜

❛ i saved every letter you wrote me. ❜

❛ you built me palaces out of paragraphs. ❜

❛ be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive. ❜

❛ when you were mine, the world seemed to burn. ❜

❛ the world has no right to my heart. ❜

❛ i hope that you burn. ❜

❛ everything is legal in new jersey… ❜

❛ i’m so sorry for forgetting what you taught me. ❜

❛ it’s quiet uptown. ❜

❛ they are trying to do the unimaginable. ❜

❛ there are moments that the words don’t reach. ❜

❛ forgiveness. can you imagine? ❜

❛ i had only one thought before the slaughter. ❜

❛ i imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory. ❜

❛ what is a legacy? it’s planting seeds in a garden you will never see. ❜

❛ death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints. ❜

❛ i survived, but i paid for it. ❜

❛ have i done enough? will they tell my story? ❜

[hedda-hopper]

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I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!

[gwashingtons-blog]

❝                    THEY’RE ASKING ME TO LEAD,

                           I’M DOING THE BEST I CAN  

                       TO GET THE PEOPLE THAT I NEED

          I’M ASKING YOU TO BE MY RIGHT HAND MAN        ❞