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[love4iero]

jamilton office au where both of them won't stop swearing in the workplace/at each other over emails so washington decides to send something like this out

[incorrect-hamilquotes]

Alexander and Aaron: *beating each other up*

Thomas: Can I get a waffle? Can I please get a waffle?

[sweetums0kitty]

[sapphiirose]

hey @theinevitablesense ! so i uhhh, may have written a little GSoFS thing for ya!

i don’t exactly have a title for it, but it’s very heavily based off of the musical “cabaret”. i’ll elaborate on that by the end !

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It tends to get rather quiet when there’s no one home.

Of course, this isn’t some brand-new realization to Thomas. Everything was always quiet at Monticello. It’s been quiet for a long, long time.

There’s no reason for Thomas to question or feel any discomfort about it anymore, for it, like many other trivial things, no longer held any importance to him at all. After all, why should they?

He could spend this silence thinking like he has consistently been thinking before, of everything that could potentially fill the oppressive silence. Everything that’s no longer around, when so many good people are gone, and when love disappears with only the memory living on.

Or, his mind supplies, you could just not think at all.

There it was. The second option that’s looking more and more appealing to Thomas by the minute. Yes, he’s very much better off not traveling down the path his thoughts were taking. Not that he doesn’t deserve the mental punishment, of course, but he was just… tired.

In fact, he’d be sleeping right now if there wasn’t some sort of odd feeling gnawing at him. He has no interest in doing this, so why is he reaching for the nightstand beside him and picking up a pen and a scrap of paper?

Never mind why, Thomas thinks to himself. Just do it.

He takes a breath, and slowly begins to write.

“there was a hotel

and there was a great war

there was a city called new york

in a country called the united states

it was the end of the world.

and i was dancing with alexander hamilton

and we were both fast asleep”

Thomas looks at the paper, now with his handwriting scrawled on it. It reminds him somewhat of a strange kind of poem—must have been the odd format and rather vague type of commentary. Even now, he hardly knows why he apparently chose to write the things he did on it.

Shaking his head, Thomas puts the pen and paper back on the nightstand and falls asleep.

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so what thomas writes here is very heavily based off of mr. bradshaw’s narration in the final scene of cabaret. you can find it here: https://youtu.be/FSPZnq8Ubzk

there’s also another reference, where it mentions love disappearing and only the memory living on. this is inspired by lyrics from ANOTHER cabaret song: https://youtu.be/Al2M5DCW_ZE

anyway, i hope you liked it !!

[damnhamburr]

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hey y'all!! send me fic prompts! i'll do drarry, hamburr, hamjeff, malec, snowbaz, or kit x ty from the infernal devices; if you have another ship in mind, send me an ask and i'll see what i can do :)

[jgoogie]

oh my god harry potter au where jefferson is james potter and hamilton is lily evans and jefferson has been hitting on hamilton for five long years and he's obnoxious and loud about it and because he's a dick to anyone who's not His Friend and anyone who's not in His House and he's rich and privileged hamilton 100% thinks he's just doing it to Make Fun Of Him and so he hates his fuckign guts and is more likely to hex the fucker than give him the time of day whereas jefferson is hopelessly love sick over this little sleep deprived workaholic asshole whose eyebags are heavier than his entire family's vault in gringotts and he honestly doesn't know how to go about talking to the fucker because hamilton seems to Hate him and nothing jefferson ever does makes him smile the way he smiles at his friends not the flowers jefferson bought him (picked in the dark from the herbology greenhouses which is probably how hamilton ended up with a bouquet of screaming plants at breakfast rather than the lovely blossoms jefferson had meant to pick), not the public speeches of support jefferson gives to hamilton's cause-of-the-month (he dresses up in his flashiest clothing to grab everyone's attention and then has anxiety attacks and ends up cutting himself off which is probably why hamilton thinks he's mocking him), not even his offers of tutoring (jefferson Knows hamilton is as smart as the day is long but he also Knows that his grades in divination are shit and divination is His Subject and he just wants to help hamilton damnit why does he get hexed for trying to help??????????) jefferson flying paper aeroplanes across the room that land in hamilton's hair that angrily get discarded or burned immediately. hamilton smugly watching jefferson's sleeping draught explode in his face for the third time when he's been making this potion flawlessly since he was twelve. stumbling into each other late at night in the library when neither of them should be out of bed and deciding to just keep quiet about it rather than start a fight. library nights becoming a Thing between them but any time jefferson opens his mouth he seems to ruin it somehow and he spends the entirety of their sixth year slumping back to his dorm and screaming into the pillow until he decides to just Give Up because hey, it's obviously never going to happen, he doesn't know why he's hanging on, hamilton doesn't and never will Want Him when seventh year starts up and jefferson doesn't even attempt to approach hamilton, not even the whole open-his-mouth-and-then-forget-what-he-was-going-to-say-and-stand-there-like-a-fool scenario that has been his friend for many years makes an appearance, hamilton gets all confused and kind of hurt because he thought they were slowly making their way to friends but jefferson is nowhere to be found in the library and doesn't even try to make eye contact with hamilton in their classes anymore and there's no inappropriate gifts and bad poetry and valentine's day rolls around and everyone's talking about how jefferson's going to hogsmeade with lafayette, what the fuck, he thought lafayette was his friend? why would laf date the boy he- oh fuck. this turned into a terrible and ridiculous nonsense post. it's 3:30am. someone talk 2 me about this

[incorrect-hamilquotes]

Reynolds Pamphlet

Phillip Schuyler: *Shakes Alexander's hand* Be true.

Hamilton: Kay!

THE REYNOLDS PAMPHLET IS PUBLISHED

Phillip Schuyler: *Breaks down the wall* BITCH WHAT DID I JUST FUCKING SAY?!

Hamilton: Oh shit-

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submitted by: @theefrenchiestfry ! ^.^

[incorrect-hamilquotes]

Hamilton: *walks into Burr's office*

Burr: Alexander! Did someone ever teach y-

Hamilton: *throws a bundle of pens at Burr's chest*

Burr: Alexander, what is the meaning of this?

Hamilton: You said you don't keep all your pens close to your chest so I thought I'd be kind and give you some pens. *smiles*