adotburrn

[adotburrn]

[adotburrn]

Found on Instagram

[adotburrn]

Alexander “Fight me” Hamilton

Aaron “Should have taken his own advice and waited” Burr

Eliza “Didn’t deserve any of this shit” Schuyler

Angelica “Comma after dearest” Schuyler

Peggy “And Peggy!” Schuyler

Hercules “Lock up your horses” Mulligan

John “my relationship with hamilton is completely platonic” Laurens

LAFAYETTE

George “Done with everyone’s shit” Washington

James “…France” Madison

Thomas “Off getting high with the French” Jefferson

King “Kill your friends and family to remind you of my love” George

[adotburrn]

He protec

He attac

But most importantly:

He wants his right hand man bac

[adotburrn]

i really love this picture

[adotburrn]

Wait

Angelica: so, what’s is it like being married to Eliza?

Alex: once, I asked her for a glass of water while she was pissed at me, and she brought me a glass full of ice and said wait

[adotburrn]

Eliza: i knew you’d fight until the war was won

Hamilton: war’s not done

Eliza: but you deserve a chance to meet your son

Hamilton: *points at eliza’s belly*

SON’S NOT DONE

[adotburrn]

Seattle, February 7th 2018

[adotburrn]

There he go

[adotburrn]

CONGRATULATIONS!

[adotburrn]

ANGELICA SCHUYLER.

hamilton moodboards: 4/14

[adotburrn]

Hamliza Modern AU

[adotburrn]

this whole series is literally everything!!!

~Warning // Pt. 8~ (Hamilsquad X Reader)

A/N: fucking fINALLY

T/W: Implied rape

Tags: @here-for-your-bullshit @goshdarnitthatsalongname @penni-saur @a-meme-you-cant-sweat-out @turtlenecks-coffee @comefanaway @iwillalwaysbesatisfied @laurens-the-turtle-boy @shadoweddarkness @mjgonzalez-01 @hellhole-of-musicals @ichbineinlesbisch @ellaorelizabeth @yourkpopislove @mostniights @stardustgirl05 @redcresent @artistxalex @indecipherably-insane @coololdsoulpoetlove @curiousplanets @gabriels-candy-pile @psycho-b1tch @spookyconsultingcriminal @the-sassy-slytherin @hoesie @stuckonswan @likemyfatherbutboulder @feathamiltontrash474 @batgurl32467 @cutekittybast @astranomicalwonders @star-sinnamomroll @itsgrassy @bear-num-mom @here-for-your-bullshit @prislydawn @silveryink @bookaddic @thataudreydork

Pt 1  Pt 2  Pt 3  Pt 4  Pt 5  Pt 6  Pt 7  Pt 8

Your hands shook as you walked.

Neither of you trusted your ability behind a wheel right now, but the streets were beautiful, and neither of you minded walking. Snow crunched under your boots, and Alex’s nose was bright-red as he walked, face half-buried under a scarf.

Thomas had pulled you through the streets, grumbling and griping about the temperature; bruising your wrist and yanking you through the snow without any care for your well-being. He was strong and demanding, like you were simply property under his touch.

But now, with Alex, the walk was slow. It was starting to get dark now, and an orangey glow set out over the almost-empty sidewalk. The streetlamps, wrapped in snaking green pine and red ribbon, lit up the streets, and the stores around you poured yellow, warm light onto the concrete, making the snow glow and sparkle through the dark.

Your hand knocked against Alex’s gently as you walked, and your breath caught in your throat.

“What are you doing?”

“Can uhm… It’s cold. Can I hold your hand?”

“Yes.” You answered back without thinking.

“…Do you really want me to?”

You thought for a moment. “I trust you, Alex…”

His hand was warm; entwining his tan, lithe fingers with yours. The snow crunched on the sidewalk under your feet, and your stomach turned and flutter with the idea that you knew this route much too well.

The small, bricked townhouse that had filled your dreams for the past month was dark, just like it had been when you left. The curtains were all drawn, save the ones covering the living room window, the yellow flowers in the beds below the windowsills were dead and covered in snow, and the menorah in the window was desolate, with the only farthest candle slightly melted. The Christmas tree in the window was unlit, with only the generic baubles to cover its branches.

You missed the special ones; the ones that each of you had brought from your own families and told stories about when putting them on. Hercules had things like ‘Brother’s first Christmas’ and ‘#1 Uncle’, Laf’s were all delicate and glass, Alex’s were all wooden and old, and John’s were pretty and new – obviously bought after moving out of his dad’s house. Each one followed with stories, however, and that was all that mattered.

You didn’t even notice that you’d stopped to stare at it before Alex cleared his throat, making you jump.

“You okay?” He asked quietly, letting go of your hand gently. “Do you need a minute?”

Keep reading

[adotburrn]

Oui oui, mon ami, je m’appelle Lafayette The Lancelot of the revolutionary set I came from afar just to say bonsoir Tell the king casse-toi Who’s the best, c’est moi

[adotburrn]

redrew/vamped the….. hamily for an au……..

(also yes, i know that philip ii was named philip bc philip died, i gave it a different reason in this au ok)

[adotburrn]

Everyday I thank god that this picture exits

[adotburrn]

what an actual cinnamon roll

Phillipa Soo appears on Show People with Paul Wontorek, December 13th 2017 [x]