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jefferhoe-blog1 · 8 years ago

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Red Velvet and Champagne

Part: 1/?

Ship: Thomas Jefferson x Angelica Schuyler

Summary: New York, the land of opportunity and chance, where Angelica Schuyler’s comfortable life takes a turn of events after an advancement appears and she meets a man who will change her life forever.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2421

Dedication: @peachyneruda for proofreading. what a beaut.

Tags: @peachyneruda, @jefferhoe, @vanessa-miranda,

A/N: I hope you enjoy & leave some feedback

“Knock knock.” A voice said, accommodating the tap at the glass door. The sudden noise caused Angelica Schuyler to look up from her desk. She sighed softly, looking at her boss, John Church, standing before her in the doorway.

“Hello, John.” She said, a small grin forming on her lips as she began to organize papers and place them into her bag, “Care to explain why’re you’re here so late?”

He shrugged in response, shoving his hands into the pocket of his dress pants and beginning to walk closer to Angelica. “I could ask the same about you.” He chuckled, gesturing to the abundance of papers on her desk.

She scoffed, rolling her eyes, he knew exactly why she was staying later than normal. “I guess I could. But I asked you first, Mr. Church.” She said, pointing a finger at him.

He shook his head and let out a laugh, taking a seat across from her, a small smile on his face. “You’re right about that.” He shrugged, slumping into the seat.

He kept his eyes focused on Angelica, keeping her gaze before she looked away. He cheeks began to flush red and she sighed softly. “Well to answer your question, I’ve been working my ass off on this paperwork.” She mumbled, continuing to place stacks of paper into her black leather bag. “And I’ll have to thank you for that.”

He stifled a laugh in repose, staring at her in slight shock. He grabbed up some of her papers before she could slip it into her bag, causing her to frown. “This wasn’t supposed to be to you until Friday.” He said, watching her try to grab the papers from his grasp.

“I know.” Angelica spit between clenched teeth, finally getting ahold of the papers and putting them in her bag. “I just wanted to be ahead of my work before I get behind. As you may know, I have a lot of work to do around this time of the year.” She reminded him.

“It’s almost 7, Angelica. You should’ve left two hours ago.” John said, genuine concern lacing his tone. His caring and protective nature was something Angelica loved about him, among many other things.

She simply nodded, knowing that work seemed to be overtaking her life despite her wishes. All she really wanted to do was curl up with a good book. “Yea you’re right. I should go now.” She said, placing her laptop into her bag and standing up. “Walk me out?”

John smiled, “Yea of course, let me grab my things.” He got up and left, leaving Angelica to admire him from afar. She let out a quiet sigh, getting up and pushing in her chair, hitting the lights as she left her office. She stood quietly in the doorway, hitting the lights as she waited for John to return.

The lights turned off down the hall and John emerged from the darkness with his bag in his hand. “Let’s go.” He said, taking her hand and beginning to walk. “How was your day?” He asked, looking down on her small physique.

Angelica simply sighed in response as the pair stepped into the elevator. “Busy, of course.” But she shrugged, as if the work was no big deal, although John knew otherwise.

He simply nodded, not wanting to ask anymore questions. “You taking the train?” John asked, earning a simple shake of the head. “Oh well I need to tell you something. It’s important.”

Angelica gave a concerned glance, stopping before they reached the door and blocking his way. “Tell me. Now.” She demanded, crossing her arms over her chest and giving him a stern look.

He simply stared back, a blank expression on his face. John quickly grabbed her hand, leading her out the building and onto the sidewalk. He called for a taxi, not speaking to her.

Angelica stared at him, wondering what was going on in his head. She couldn’t believe he was doing this, and as they got into the taxi, the silence remained. “Can yo–”

“Just wait.” John snapped, taking Angelica back. She stared at him in slight awe, he never really snapped at her in that way, or at least that she could remember.

She angrily sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and scooting closer to the window. John glanced at her before running a hand over his face and taking a deep breath.

The cab ride ended and John signalled for him to wait. The pair began to walk up to Angelica’s home in SoHo, taking the steps up to herr large white building.

“So Angelica, I don’t want you to freak out.” John told her as he opened the door to her building. He seemed to be avoiding eye contact which made her somewhat upset.

“I won’t,” She said wearily, her voice shaking from nervousness. She was scared, with no real reason to be. The news couldn’t have been /that/ bad. Right?

“Well, um.” He started, as they both stood inside the lobby. “I know this comes to a bit of a shock in all, but-”

“Just spit it out already!” She said, becoming more impatient as he stalled the news. She couldn’t stand that. “Quit stalling.”

John simply let out a deep sigh, bringing his hands to grab Angelica’s and look her in the eyes. “I’m leaving Roseaic.” He said, catching her by complete and utter surprise.

“J-John.” She gasped, “You can’t!” She let go of his hands and began to panic. “You can’t do that, you can’t!” She began to raise her voice. “Do you know what’s going to happen if you do? The company is going to fail. There’s not one person in this whole damn city who can run that company like you!”

John sighed, “Angelica, please!”

She stared at him, feeling betrayed and alone. She wrapped her arms around herself and stared at him, her eyes mimicking disgust. “Don’t you ‘Angelica, please’ me! Name one person who can run that company and keep it thriving the way you do?”

He sighed, taking her hand in his own and giving it a squeeze. “You. I want you to do it.” He said, giving her a small smile. “I’ll let you think about it. But I really want you to do this job.”

And with that, he left. Leaving Angelica stunned in the lobby of her building, unsure of what, exactly, had occurred in his mind to think she was ready to be CEO.

The following day started off hectic. Angelica’s alarm didn’t sound and she slept too late to catch the subway to lower Manhattan. She managed to put on clothes a little too casual for work, grabbed her tea and headed out into the city.

Was she upset? Definitely. Would she let it affect her day? Probably. Although she looked forward to the day with very little optimism, there was a cloud of doubt over her head.

John’s proposal echoed in her mind, unsure of what exactly to think of it all. The question was simple yet the decision so very important. She had a million questions to ask, but when she walked into work an hour later, John was nowhere to be seen.

She sat at her desk for most of the morning, waiting for him to pop his head into her office and ask her about her day.

But, Angelica’s lunch time came and John’s usual checking in was nowhere to be found. She found herself sitting at her desk and thinking about John’s offer and his decision to resign. She was frightened, he’d been at the company as CEO for longer than she worked there.

It was once a failing company, until John saved Roseaic and turned it into the thriving empire it is today.

Angelica huffed in her seat, placing her head in her hands and letting out a saddened groan. She felt defeated and hopeless, unsure of what was to come whether she gave him a solid yes or no.

The future of the company rests in her hands no matter her choice. It was all up to her, but how would she know what decision to make?

An idea popped into Angelica’s head, deciding calling her dearest sister may have helped but as she picked up the phone, John appeared, standing at her doorway in his usual manner.

She felt a sigh of relief wash over her as she placed the phone down and looked at him in shock. “Well where have you been?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest and looking at him with slight worry.

John shrugged, “Making reservations for the two of us.” He smiled, placing what looked like an invitation on her desk. “Bye, Angelica.”

He closed the door and left, disappearing down the hall as Angelica quietly watched him. She grabbed the invitation, silently reading it.

It was for dinner, at a seemingly fancy restaurant she’d never heard of in the Upper East Side. She let a small smile creep on her lips as she read his handwriting in the corner of the invitation.

Dress formal, Angelica. (:

The simple note made her beam with joy as she read it. She placed it neatly on her desk and contently sighed, hoping it would be a good day with John.

She spent the remainder of the day silently doing to her work and listening to classical music. She quietly hummed the melody as the clocked ticked and counted down the hours until she’d be off for the day.

Angelica was on the train back home by 6 o'clock that night, sitting on the cold plastic seats scrunched between an older man dressed as a clown and a drag queen. That was New York, to say the least.

The ride was short from work to home and soon enough she was in front of her building. She was excited to say the least, for her dinner with John and the slight hunch she had about him asking about the position had her thinking what her response even was. She took time to consider.

Soon enough she was back in her apartment, staring at her closet at the somewhat fancy dresses she owned. It seemed like all she had was work clothes and loungewear.

She pouted, deciding on a grey dress and shoes, that simple was best with John. He wasn’t a flashy man.

A car beeped louder than normal, and Angelica looked out the window of her apartment, looking strangely at the fancy limo parked outside. It was out of the ordinary and she found herself staring for longer than she’d liked, but all her questions were answered once John emerged from the back seat.

He made eye contact with her, and pulled a bouquet of Dahlias from behind him and waved. Angelica felt her heart flutter at the sight of him down below.

She waved at him and grabbed her bag, glancing in the mirror by her door and checking her dress and shoes before heading out the door. She ran downstairs and out the door, stopping to admire John in his suit and tie.

She walked towards him, taking his hand and engulfing him into a hug. “You’ve gone all out, John.” She told him, her tone soft after she pulled away from the hug.

He broke out into a nervous laugh, smiling brightly down at her. “Yea, but this is important. Very important, and you deserve it. A lot.” He reminded her, opening the door for her to get into the limo.

Angelica simply nodded, she was both pleased and flattered, she found herself blushing at his kind gestures on the way to the restaurant. She was overwhelmed to say the least, John’s actions meant a lot to her.

The drive was short for the most part and soon enough they were out standing in front of the large white building. She silently breathed out, taking in the beauty from afar until John took her hand.

“So what, exactly, is this about, John?” She asked him, still keeping her gaze on the building. The architecture was fascinating, from the columns to the large windows.

“Whatever do you mean?” He asked, beginning to lead her inside. Angelica scoffed at his response.

“John, I’m serious. You don’t randomly take a girl to dinner without a response. If we weren’t so close you know I would’ve said no. So what’s up?” She reminded him with a frown. He wasn’t blunt enough for her liking.

John shook his head. “You know what it’s about. You just want to hear it from me.” His voice grew soft, almost like he was growing impatient.

Angelica shrugged, “Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. I still deserve an answer.” She simply put it.

John didn’t respond, just checked in with his reservation and followed the hostess to their table. The woman sat them and gave menus, leaving them in an awkward silence.

After a moment John spoke up, “Y’know, I really want you for that position. I think you’re extraordinarily talented and you’re what Roseaic needs.”

Angelica avoided his eyes, looking down at the menu. She shook her head, not wanting to hear it. That she was needed. It wasn’t true. He was needed.

“Don’t tell me that, John. You know how I feel about this. The future of the company is relying on me. Whether I say yes or no, what happens to the company after you leave is on me. That is a lot of pressure on my own.”

“Angelica, I–” He began.

“Save it, John. You’re leaving. Its up to me now. I’ve thought it over on my way home. It’s a lot. More than I do now, but I can handle it. I’ll take the position.” She said, finally gaining eye contact.

His lips cracked into a smile. “You will not regret this. I’m so happy you’re doing this.”

Angelica returned the smile, “I don’t think I will either. Now let’s order some food, shall we?”

John nodded, grabbing his menu, “You should come to the charity Gala. It’s next Saturday. It’s black tie, of course, No theme. Angelica gave a unsure look, but before she could speak John continued. “You don’t have to donate money to the charity, I’ll take care of that. Just please, come with me.”

Angelica laughed at his eagerness. “I’ll go. But only because I want a glimpse of this new world I’ll be in when I replace you.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll love it, Angelica.”

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jefferhoe-blog1 · 8 years ago

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I have a headcannon for Angelica X Thomas where Angelica tells Thomas off and orders him to fix his plans with congress and Thomas acts like he totally doesn’t care. And when she leaves, Thomas is all like, “Well frickin do something about it, Madison. Fix it the way she said to. You heard the woman.” Because Angelica totally owns his ass and he will legit do anything she wants because he has such a soft spot for her.

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jefferhoe-blog1 · 8 years ago

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I WANNA MAKE AN 80s HAMILTON AU–

im so sorry theres no peggy i just idk if yall want more of this au and i—-

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jefferhoe-blog1 · 8 years ago

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some advice

so, you’re joining the hamilton fandom and want to produce content? great!! scared of the unofficial etiquette in this mess? let me help. (disclaimer: this is an UNOFFICIAL guideline. i’m aware that this fandom is a problematic mess that’s full of discourse and the only adult ones tend to be actual legal adults. don’t fuckin @ me saying that hur durr i’m wrong and should rot in hell. this is based off personal experience.)

-SHIPS •Most pairings are accepted. The main ones are Hamilton/Laurens, Hamilton/Burr, Hamilton/Eliza, Jefferson/Madison, Jefferson/Hamilton, Washington/Lafayette, Maria/Eliza (or any Schuyler sister rly) and Mulligan/Lafayette. These usually have the most content, but also contain the most discourse. There’s also some major minor character ships out there; Lee/Seabury, Lee/KG3, Seabury/KG3 etc. I found Eacker/Philip H smut once. This fandom is literally the reason why Rule 34 exists. If it exists, there is porn of it. •Polyamorous ships are widely accepted. I don’t ship any personally, but a few big ones are Hamilton/Eliza/Laurens, Laurens/Hamilton/Lafayette/Mulligan, Hamilton/Jefferson/Madison, etc. Basically, a lot of people like the idea of Hamilton’s cheating being converted into a happy, consensual relationship that’s polygamous, and that’s okay. (Please note I’m not equating cheating with polyamory. Hamilton being a dirty cheater doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with poly ships if you don’t want, but to me it seems particularly common, especially with the ships containing Hamilton and Eliza.) •And I know you want to ask; what’s not accepted? Hard question. This fandom loves its angst, so there aren’t many ships that seem untouchable. For the love of God, though, don’t write anything that’s incestuous. I’m talking father/son, sibling/sibling. Don’t make any of Hamilton’s kids end up with the characters in the show. No, Washington/Hamilton doesn’t count as incest, although I personally can’t stand it. •BASICALLY, don’t be a dick. Also, bear in mind that James Reynolds is the Umbridge of this fandom. If you portray his relationship with Maria as anything less than abusive, there will be riots. I’ve yet to see an (educated) James Reynolds apologist.

-CHARACTERS

•In terms of physical appearance, this fandom is a little wishy-washy on guidelines, unofficial or no. Tip: don’t whitewash if you’re drawing/writing them as their musical characters. Just don’t whitewash in general. This fandom seems to be okay with historical-era fanart and fanfic, which usually involves the characters looking like they did historically, but don’t romanticise them. Don’t romanticise them in general, but especially if you’re making them historical-era. •SPEAKING OF ROMANTICISING, these characters were BAD PEOPLE. Jefferson owned slaves, Burr owned slaves, Washington owned slaves, the Schuylers owned slaves, evidence points to Hamilton owning at least one slave. Don’t let the Alexander apologists fool you; they were bad people historically. Don’t refer to them, ESPECIALLY I HISTORICAL CONTEXT, as ‘cinnamon rolls’. They were misogynists against the rights of women and minorities. Don’t forget that, no matter how much you like their characters. The Jefferson you like is portrayed by a black Jew; the Jefferson in history was a racist with a history of sexual assault and a slavery apologist. •KEEPING THAT IN MIND, personality-wise, what we get from the musical is a little murky. Peggy is a great example of this. Fanon Peggy is very outspoken, sarcastic and a typical millenial. In the musical, she’s shy, hides behind her older sisters and very cautious. This is because of the fact that a) Peggy’s vocals are only apparent in one song through listening alone and b) historically Peggy was very similar to fanon Peggy. THIS DOESN’T MATTER. PORTRAY THEM HOWEVER YOU THINK SUITS BEST. Don’t let the musical force you to make Eliza’s main trait be ‘nice’. For all you Laurens stans out there, it’s okay to let him have interests other than art, turtles and Hamilton. Feel free to give them depth, complexities, flaws. Not only is it fucking refreshing amongst the collection of bland chatfics and high school AUs that seem to reduce each character to a single trait, it’s good for original character practice as well. •THE SCHUYLER SISTERS get their own section. If you’re doing something historical, remember that they had other siblings. It’s generally agreed that Angelica and Eliza were closest, but Angelica and Peggy and Eliza and Peggy are shown in the musical as being close too (see Angelica dancing with Peggy and hugging her in Satisfied, and Peggy helping Eliza put away her letters and being dragged along with her in Helpless and The Schuyler Sisters). Sometimes it seems that fics reduce them to plot devices, minor characters or love interests; I won’t go all ‘SJW!1!1!1’ on you but they are their own people as well, and flesh them out. (This problem is not as common in artwork, since art of them tends to focus on them either as a trio or Satisfied and Helpless companion pieces starring Angelica and Eliza.) Also, fun fact that this fandom seems to have overlooked - all three of them could play instruments. -REVOLUTIONARY SET AND DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS. Things to remember include Madison and Hamilton being friends before Jefferson showed up, Jefferson and Lafayette being close, Mulligan historically being Hamilton’s biggest hypeman (oh, I wish I was kidding) and Laurens and Lafayette being close friends. As for Burr, he’s traditionally relegated to the strange outsider by the fandom. This is more of a personal view, but Burr started off as a member of the Revolutionary Set, and progressed into a Democratic Republican, and this fandom likes to forget that. -THEODOSIA JR. Theodosia is never seen, only mentioned, which basically means everything about her is fanon. Literally. The only confirmed thing about her are her parents. This means Theodosia is good for inserting an audience-type character into; she’s an empty vessel, essentially, so anything you do to her involves zero fact checking. BEAR IN MIND that Theodosia is usually shipped with Philip, and that some members of the fandom will have expectations of her. Ignore those people. Theodosia is a shell of an OC, so as long as you don’t murder her in childhood or something, there’s no real discourse you have to be wary of. (Apart from Philip/Theodosia discourse, which is apparently a thing? But there’s discourse in practically every ship, so by all means, ignore that too.) •UNMENTIONED/UNSEEN CHARACTERS. I’m talking Ben Franklin, John Adams, James Monroe, Governor Clinton, them. John Adams appears to be universally hated, John Jay is often used as a filler or plot device, and the others are just used as names. Don’t bother about continuity with them.

-SOME COMMON AU IDEAS •High School/College Modern AU. This is a big one. There are flaws in it, namely romanticising too much and relegating major characters to ‘minor’ status, but it’s so widely used that it’s good to know if you’re new here. •Modern Government/Law AU. Another big one. Not as commonly used because ugh, research and maturity, but there’s a massive pro to them - more complex themes and ‘child’ characters can be added because the main lot are usually older. My personal favourite. •Chatroom AU. What it sounds - no real fic, just usernames and text speak. Good for laughs or plain fights, but bad for complex emotion, fluff, angst, or major plot. Also, they clog up the tags of less major ships, especially on AO3. •Soulmate AU. A variety of soulmate AUs exist, but essentially boil down to having some kind of matching mark, etc. Amazing for angst, fluff, plot and character development, but not so great for humour or multi-chapter fics. •Domestic AUs. Exactly as they sound. Massive fluff traps, no real substance but they’re amazing if you’ve had a shitty day and need something to cheer you up. Fan favourite.

So there you go! Everything you need to know if you’re entering the Hamilton fandom, give or take a few things. Don’t bash ships, don’t romanticise them too much, and take Ron Chernow’s content with a pinch of salt (he’s known for ‘not finding’ easily accessible content regarding the women of the Hamilverse). Good luck!

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jefferhoe-blog1 · 8 years ago

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Writers

Writer says: So I had this crazy idea one day and I just had to work on it. Here ya go!

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Writer says: Here we are at long last! This has been one wild ride. I want to thank you all so much for your support and love, I adore each and every one of you. I am so happy to say that this story has come to a wonderful close.

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