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It's always; "Hamilton shot first." "No, no it was Burr!"
But it's never "Lin Manuel Miranda got so sick of writing Hamilton and used a time machine and proceeded to shoot Hamilton in the ribs"
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk!
Credits go to my dumb dumb brain
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New favourite hobby : whispering “everything’s legal in New Jersey” while hugging my friends
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maxemilism · 2 months
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people saying the drivers should speak out against sexual harassment when no one knows (including other teams and their team principals) the whole story or what actually happened is absolutely the most wild take i've seen on this site so far
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icarusbetide · 2 months
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george washington to alexander hamilton, january 25, 1777:
"Captain Alexander Hamilton, of the New York company of artillery, by applying to the printer of this paper, may hear of something to his advantage."
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faramir-stan · 9 months
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Theatre fans, let's play a game!
The title is Men Are Trash: The Musical.
Which musical am I talking about?
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fckyeapedrothots99 · 10 days
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That Would Be Enough
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Pairing: Joel & wife!reader
Warnings: swearing, insecurities, thoughts of death, talk of lost family member
WC: 662
Rating: fluff, angst
Tags: established marriage, joel miller angst, anxiety
Prompt: Taking place in Jackson, you wake up to find Joel having a bit of a crisis. (and yes i was listening to Hamilton when this idea came to me)
Look around, look around at how lucky we are
To be alive right now
You awaken from a restless sleep. You reach over to find a cold emptiness emanating from Joel’s side of the bed. “Joel?” you call out. Upon hearing nothing, you raise from your bed, throw on one of Joel’s shirts, and leave the room.
You start your search through the house, the only sound being the padding of your bare feet on the wooden floor. Upon coming downstairs, you see the kitchen light on and hear only soft mutterings “-shit- shit… get it together fucker”, followed by a sniffle, and a wavering breath so low it barely registers.
You quietly pad up to the kitchen counter, Joel so in his head about whatever is torturing him that he doesnt even notice you as you come right to his side. You reach towards his clenched fist, going slowly so as to not spook him, and upon feeling your feather-like touch on his hand, his fist instantly unclenches, letting you intertwine your fingers with his. “Hey baby”, says Joel, the words coming out more strangled than he initially thought. Clearing his throat, he continues; “I didn’t wake ya up did I?” he asks quietly, still not looking right at you. “No. No you’re good, big guy”, you reply, giving him a soft smile, wrapping your free hand around his arm and lightly rubbing patterns with your thumb. “I can’t really sleep though, if I know that you can’t. What’s wrong?” you ask, feeling his fist re-clench, but not as tight so as to not hurt you. 
“Stupid shit, baby”, he mumbles. “Nothing for you to worry about”. “Well since you made me your wife, you made it my job to worry about you. Whatever it is, it’s not stupid shit”. He smiles a little at that, the tightness in his chest easing little by little. 
“I don’t know. Lately-... seein’ Tommy and Maria happy, seeing how happy you n’ Ellie are here, got me thinking about Sarah… wonderin’ if she’d be happy here”. The last part comes out in a whisper, fresh tears making their way down his cheeks. “Oh, Joel”, are the only words that you can muster, as you pull Joel into the tightest hug you can manage. You sink to ground together, Joel pulling you into his lap and burying his face in your neck. 
Look at where you are
Look at where you started
The fact that you're alive is a miracle
Just stay alive, that would be enough.
You stay like that for a while, running your fingers through his salt-and-pepper curls, rubbing his back in soothing circles. “Joel, honey. Look at me” you urge gently, moving your hands to his face, tilting his head so that he was eye level with you. Rubbing the tears from his cheeks, you continue, “Honey, she would be happy to see that you’re still here. How you’ve managed to survive this long, how many people you’ve saved, how we’ve managed to stay together.” 
I don't pretend to know
The challenges you're facing
The worlds you keep erasing and creating in your mind
But I'm not afraid
I know who I married
So long as you come home at the end of the day, that would be enough.
“I know baby... Just sometimes I get in my head and shit goes downhill. Makes me wonder if you would be happier with someone else.” he mumbles. “Hell no.” you cut him off before he can go any further, “I married you Joel Miller, and nothing about you would change my mind about that. I don’t and can’t begin to understand how you manage to go about your day the way you do, but you don’t have to do it alone. I know the man I married and I love every part of him. As long as you come back to me at the end of the day, that would be enough”.
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lilacthebooklover · 7 months
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me, age 11, finding out fanfiction exists through @charismabee telling me about the harry potter au she made with her friend:
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fucklifeeee · 2 years
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it seems correct to me
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l8tof1 · 1 year
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maxpadelchampion · 24 days
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also the way everyone and their mother and god was testing lewis hamilton yesterday like that man cannot get to ferrari fast enough
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lewisinho · 5 months
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speak of the fucking devil
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brasiliangp · 2 years
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“if it was anyone but my teammate I would’ve ran them off the road” 
GEORGEEEEE
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echthr0s · 4 months
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man... (cw: hater moment)
the other day I tried to start this book and the first page was a content warnings list which, yeah alright, fine. (I will say, despite the fact that I am ideologically in support of content warnings, seeing them in a published work does automatically ping my "oh I'm gonna hate something about this work" geiger counter.) but then the next couple of pages was... a book playlist. as in, every chapter got 1-3 songs and it was all shit I was entirely unfamiliar with or familiar enough with to get a Vibe, ykwim
but I pushed past the alarm bells in my head and tried to read the book itself. because it was a romance about two serial killers! I mean, come on, of course I'm going to give it a chance! I barely made it through the first chapter before hittin the "delete from library" button.
idk what to call this particular narrative voice except the "this used to be a fanfic and it reads like one" voice, and I call it that because of Fifty Shades of Grey, because if you are in any way familiar with how that book reads then you know exactly what I mean. this book had that. and the male serial killer had "golden retriever vibes", which, okay, trope subversion, I guess? but... ew?
this is a shame, because the content warnings were pretty damn good (as befitting a book about murderers, yknow). I did consider skipping ahead to find to the sex scenes but instead I chose to wisely assume that there are hornyposts on my dashboard that are way hotter than whatever that book could have given me
anyway all this to say, anyone got any good bad-people romance recs
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wejustvibing · 2 years
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poor guy. imagine the things he doesn't get to say in the fear of it getting broadcasted :(
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louisentheirbees · 3 months
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hamilton has a song for every mood like if i had to pick one album to listen to for the rest of my life that would be it
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 2 months
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actually i will make one other opinionated post abt hazbin and it's that its music bothers me extremely. their singers are good, obviously they're good. these people are (mostly?) all from broadway and shit. but it's songwriting is so extremely bad. and im saying this as someone who can enjoy bad songs and mainstream pop and all that jazz. its just plain bad
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