the way i love him more than life itself 🥺
the way i love him more than life itself 🥺
”The Room Where It Happens” • IWillVote.com I love these people so much! 😆❤️
Also yes GO VOTE!
Imagine if way into the future Alexander Hamiltons portrait on the ten dollar bill is replaced by a portrait of Lin Manuel Miranda.
Alexander: The Schuyler Sisters
Peggy: okay okay i see how it is *grabs red dress and lipstick*
I’m perfectly happy being European.. not jealous at all… 😭😭😭
you guys were very interested in me rewriting/posting that hamilcast fic i was talking about, so an unedited peak will be posted under the cut. let me know if its worth it xx
im also thinking about keeping the premise but changing the fandom
anyways, let me know
This makes me smile so much
hamilza miraculous ladybug au
so my layout…it’s only one page…yea.
This is actually me apparently I need to say this bc Keiko used my name for a few posts but anyways I fixed her meme so here you go
Me looking at the hamilcast + Rafa:
don’t cancel me but here are my controversial hamilton opinions
1. the obc are not the only cast
2. stop treating the cast members like they are your best friends, it creeps them out.
3. white people can cosplay the characters, NOT the actors. poc can cosplay the actors
4. (not really an opinion) WHITE PEOPLE CANNOT PLAY THE MAIN ROLES IN HAMILTON !!!!!!! but if you are white you can still do covers dwdw
ik how toxic this fandom can be, but these are my opinions. i want to hear your opinions!
Summary: Reader is apart of the Hamilton backstage crew and although the cast are very welcoming, somehow always manages to feel left out.
AN: This is my first post ahh! It might not be the best but i hope you enjoy it. Feel free to leave any suggestions/story ideas. I’ll write pretty much anything about a certain celeb or fictional character so yeah have fun! :)
You sat in the communal area backstage, hugging your knees and starring blankly at the wall ahead of you. Once again your thoughts had got the better of you, consuming you until you’d worked yourself up. But this time things were different. Instead of getting all hysterical and crying intensely - you just sat there, a vacant expression on your faces as a few tears slowly crawled down your face. There was nothing you could do to shut your mind up. No medications seemed to do anything. I mean how could they, all of this was self inflicted. You were very aware of this but it had been going on for so long now you werent sure you could ever stop. In the background you could hear the cast coming to the end of the show meaning they would soon be piling back into the room. Slowly you got up and went to the bathroom. You splashed your face with cold water before starring at yourself in the mirror. “You disgust me” You thought suddenly having to turn away from your reflection. Suddenly the sound of applause filled your ears and a few members of the cast made there way back into the room. You took a deep breath, smiled and went out. “Hey guys” You said taking back your seat in the corner of the sofa, Anthony sitting opposite you. “Hi Y/N” Antony replied. “Show sounds like it went well. I love your line at the beginning of ‘Satisfied’” You said chuckling slightly. He laughed at your comment. “I swear the way i say it changes every time i perform but the audience love it so i ain’t complaining” Oak sat down next to Anthony. “Yeah it’s good but i love the little rap Philip does for Alex, it’s so cute” You raised an eyebrow jokingly at Oaks comment while Ant fake blushed. “Oh my god, you think I’m cute?” He said putting on a high pitched voice. All three of you let out a laugh, yours a lot let passionate than theirs, but neither seemed to notice. A few more minuets went by ad more people filled the room. Phillipa and Renee headed straight for the food before taking a seat next to you on the sofa whereas Jasmine ran straight over to Anthony, kissing him passionately. “ GET A ROOM” Lin and Leslie yelled in unison. Everyone around you was talking, cracking jokes while you just sat there in silence. Listening to everyone around you made you feel more alone then before. You could feel tears threatening to spill but you refused to cry in front of everyone. You got up and headed towards the door but as you opened it you collided with a very muscular chest. You stumbled back but were caught by two firm hands that pulled you in for a tight hug. “There’s my girl, clumsy as ever” A very familiar voice said laughing. “Hi Daveed” you said feeling his chest vibrate against you. You relaxed into him. You and Daveed had a slightly complex relationship. He had been the first person you’d grown close with when you joined the crew around a year ago and since then you’d both very clearly developed feelings for each other. But neither of you acted on it. Yes you acted like a couple - you two were always touching each other, whether it was something small like Daveed resting his hand on the small of your back or things like you sitting on his lap, arms round his neck playing with his hair. But neither of you had made a move to make it official. “Hey” He nudge you slightly. “You okay?” He looked down at you concerned, then you realised you’d been holding onto him for a while. You pulled away and smiled. “Always” He smiled back at you, not looking entirely convinced but he wasn’t going to push you. “Mhm chocolate” He said happily as he darted over to the food table. You laughed softly, leaning against the doorframe. He turned back to you, his mouth stuffed with chocolate. He was like a child sometimes. He joined the others and you stayed for a few moments, waiting for everyone to be engrossed in their conversations before slipping out the door and heading to your room. You’d been staying at the theatre for a while seeing as the flat you’d been renting had just been knocked down. Sitting down on your bed, you let out a huge sigh. It shouldnt be this exhausting being around everyone. And the worst part was - it’s not even their fault. They don’t make you feel excluded in any way yet you still feel like you stick out like a soar thumb. The more you thought, the more tears streamed down your face. You lay down facing the wall sobbing your heart out. So much so you didn’t hear anyone enter the room until you felt your bed dip down beside you. A soft hand gently rested on your arm. “Y/N. What’s wrong beautiful?” It was Daveed. You buried your face in your hands so he couldn’t see the mess you were in although there wasn’t much point. “Hey” He said gently. “You can talk to me. I hate seeing you this upset” A slight sob escape your lips. Daveeds heart hurt for you. “Come here” He slowly pulled you up and onto his lap. You flung your arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder while his arms stayed wrapped tightly around your waist making you feel safe. After what felt like a lifetime you pulled back and wiped your eyes. Daveeds hands stayed on your hips but the look in his eyes made you feel guilty. “What happened love?” He said calmly. You sighed. “Nothing. Just me and my stupid mind” He looked at you confused. “I keep getting this overwhelming feeling of being alone. Like I’m standing in a room filled with hundreds of faces yet I’m not really there, if that makes sense. And just now when everyone was sat in the back room hanging out, i just feel out of place as if I’m not supposed to be there.” You said unable to look daveed in the eye. “Why? Has someone said something to you?” He asked protectively. You shook your head. “No that’s the worst part. Everyone’s been so welcoming yet I’m still convincing myself that i’m not wanted. I know it’s stupid but-” “No it’s not” Daveed cut you off and cupped your face with his hand. You closed your eyes leaning into his touch. “Y/N listen to me. Things have never been better since you arrived. You light this place up. I mean literally yesterday Groffy was saying how it doesn’t feel right when your away anymore. I get where your coming from but I promise you - we all love the fact your here” He said smiling at you. You chest filled with joy. You were actually wanted? “And if it helps” He continued. “I’ve never been happier” He said shyly. You beamed at him. You looked at his lips, only now realising the extent of how attracted to him you really were. Without thinking you closed the gap between you and kissed him. Your lips melted together in perfect unison. He wrapped one arm around your waist while the other supported your back. You hands tangled in his hair tugging at it ever so slightly causing him to smile into the kiss. You finally broke away for air resting your forehead against his. “I love you” He whispered. “I know” You joked before he pulled you back in for a kiss.
SIR THIS IS ILLEGAL-
Imagine going to NYC all the way from California.
Imagine seeing OBC Hamilton on Broadway.
Imagine having the chance to meet the actors backstage.
(Yes, including Lin)
Imagine passing up that chance.
Imagine telling all this to your theatre friend like it was no big deal.
We are no longer friends.
I came up with a horrible, awful, no-good concept and had to draw it out.
THE JONAS SISTERS?
THE SCHUYLER BROTHERS?