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choicesgoddess · 3 years

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Incorrect Hamil Quotes - Part Two

Eliza: If I got a dollar for every time I thought about you...I'd only have a dollar because you never left my mind

Maria, trying not to cry: Have fun being broke 🥺

Peggy: So what DOES the fox say?

Angelica: ...What?

Peggy: Like there were so many sounds in the song...what does a fox really say Angelica??

Lafayette: I have no fears. I am invincible.

Hercules: Okay but what if you woke up one day and we weren’t soulmates anymore

Lafayette: I have one fear

Eliza: Wait so why did you guys get kicked out of the movies

John: Oh we were yelling diving scores people were jumping off the Titanic

Peggy: That last guy had a solid eight, I’m not kidding!

Jefferson: Actually Alex does have a point

Alex: Please don’t agree with me, it makes me very uncomfortable

John: You are such a dumbass

Alex: Yes but I’m your dumbass

Alex, sing-songy, waving his wedding ring in front of John: Foreverrrrr

Eliza: Look me straight in the eyes and say that you aren’t lying.

Maria: How can I look you in the eyes and be straight?

Madison: You need to learn how to react when someone cries

Jefferson: I did react!

Madison: You rolled your eyes! That’s not reacting appropriately!

Peggy: He was injured due to natural causes

Angelica: You punched him in the face

Peggy: And bruising is natural

Eliza: She’s technically not wrong

Hercules: I wasn’t hurt that badly! The doctor said all my bleeding was internal. And that’s where the blood is supposed to be! [smirk]

John: How is he not dead yet?

Lafayette: Honestly I do not know

Aaron: Hey Theo, how would you like your coffee?

Theodosia: As dark and bitter as my soul is...

Aaron: You got it, one glass of milk coming up

Maria: Listen up fives, a ten is speaking (it works for so many of them help)

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h-x-l-p-l-e-s-s · 3 years

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Burr: I haven’t slept in two days.

Theodosia: Why is that?

Burr: I sense an unwanted presence.

Hamilton, haunting Burr: Fuck you, too.

#hamilton #hamilton: an american musical #incorrect hamilton quotes #hamilton musical #hamilton: the musical #incorrect hamilton #hamilton incorrect quotes #theodosia bartow prevost #aaron burr #alexander hamilton #burrdosia but not really burrdosia #burrdosia #incorrect burrdosia #burrdosia memes #incorrect burrdosia quotes #some het valentines day stuff #we STAAAAAAAAAAAN!#we stan hamilton

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clarissasbakery · 4 years

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modern burrdosia au!! theodosia is a popular cheerleader and aaron is her nerd bf

#alexander hamilton #hamilton #hamilfilm #burrdosia #aaron burr #theodosia burr #my art!#my art #fan art

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incorrect-hamilham-quotes · 4 years

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Burrdosia?

(Sorry it took so long for me to get to this lmao)

Aaron: I made dinner! *hands her a plate of a singular chicken nugget with some fancy lettuce beside it*

Theo: It looks amazing honey! *smiling*

Aaron: Well I felt bad we didn’t get to have our date night, so I brought the date night to you!

#alexander hamilton #hamilton memes #text post #hamilton #hamilton text post #hamilton incorrect quotes #revolutionary war #aaron burr #theodosia burr alston #burrdosia

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drawingsober · 3 years

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Happy Valentines Day from the Burrs <3

#hamilton #aaron burr #theodosia burr sr #theodosia prevost #burrdosia #happy valentines day!#my art #please don't repost

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totallyaccurate-hamilquotes · 5 years

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Burr, admiring Theodosia (Sr) from a distance: she could end my life anytime and I’d thank her

Lafayette: We'd thank her too

#hamilton #source: unknown #aaron burr #theodosia prevost burr #lafayette #marquis de lafayette #burrdosia #incorrect hamilquotes #hamilton incorrect quotes #incorrect hamilton quotes #incorrect quotes #hamilton the american musical #hamilton the musical

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los-v-er-clubx · 4 years

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PSA

Aaron Burr is a simp

#aaron burr #sir #hamilton #hamburr #hamgelica #burrgelica #hamsquad #lams #jamilton #burrdosia #alexander hamilton #angelica schuyler #peggy schuyler #the schuyler sisters #elizabeth schuyler #hamilmemes

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swirlzberry · 2 years

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Nah cause this is how I picture Burr and Theodosia’s height differences to be 💀

Idk her actual height but I love picturing her as 6ft+ 😍

#aaron burr #Theodosia bartow burr #Tall and short lovers>>#Burrdosia

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mojo72400 · 4 years

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Hamiltots based on hamil-tots.tumblr.com chapter 5

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

One day at King’s Kindergarten, Washington called his class over “Kids, gather around and sit down, I have a very important announcement”. The kids all listened to Mr. Washington’s instruction and they all gathered around the room and sat down.

“Today, we have another new student” he said.

The kids whispered to each other, wondering who this other new student could be.

“Okay, you can come in now” Washington said to the kid outside. The kid walked inside the classroom, it was a girl and apparently, Burr found her interesting.

“Please introduce yourself to the class” Washington told the little girl.

“My name is Theodosia Bartow” the girl introduced herself.

The class went and introduced themselves to her and Burr introduced himself last “Hello Theodosia, my name is Aaron Burr”.

Later throughout the day, the class learned a lot about Theodosia, she likes to play with toys and games, but she also loves to read. She’s like Angelica except Angelica’s smarter than her.

Meanwhile while she was playing with her new friends, The Schuyler Sisters, Theodosia couldn’t help but continuously stare at Burr who’s reading a book. The Schuyler Sisters noticed it and Eliza approached her and said, “Why don’t you play with him?”

Theo turned red and said, “I don’t how to ask a cute boy to play with me”.

“Why don’t you write an invitation letter to him? That’s how Alex asked me to be his playmate back when he was still shy” Eliza suggested.

“Okay” Theo said before she started to write a letter. After finishing the letter, she placed the letter in Burr’s cubby. During break time, Burr went to his cubby and saw Theo’s letter and read it. He wrote a reply to her saying that they will meet and play outside after break.

When break was over, the two met outside the classroom.

“What do you wanna play?” he asked her, but Theo was so shy that couldn’t answer his question.

“How about we try to play what I like? Maybe you might like it” he suggested before Theo nervously nodded. He took her hand and ran to the playset where they rode the seesaw, the slide and Theo even rode the swing with Burr pushing her to make her go higher.

When playtime was over, Theo finally broke her silence and told Burr “That was fun. Let’s do it again sometimes”

“Sure” Burr replied.

“But can I write you an invitation letter because I’m easily embarrassed to ask you out in person or in front of your friends” Theo said.

“Okay” Burr said before the two went to the classroom. When they entered the classroom, they were just in time for Mr. Washington to say, “Alright kids, nap time”. Both Theo and Burr got their nap mats, pillows and blankets and they set it up next to each other before they lay down and fell asleep. As they slept, Theo held Aaron’s hand who returned the gesture.

In the following days, Theodosia writes Aaron a letter everyday to invite to play with her just like she said. When it was break time, Aaron’s friends: Alex, Laurens, Mulligan and Lafayette saw him go inside the classroom with Theo and decided to ask him. Aaron usually either eats snacks with his friends or by himself during break time and he feels like he wants to eat snacks by himself until he heard Alex call him.

“Well, if it isn't Aaron Burr” Alex said while his friends didn’t notice Burr because they were eating.

“Sir! I mean, hey.” Burr turned and greeted Alex.

“I didn't think that you would make it” Alex said.

“To be sure” Burr said as he approached the table.

“Burr!” Mulligan and Lafayette greeted Burr who greeted them back.

“Say something smart, Burr!” Mulligan said.

“I see the whole gang is here” Burr replied.

“You are the worst, Burr!” Lafayette said while Burr started to eat his snacks.

After a few minutes of silent eating, Laurens who is beside Burr, broke the silence by saying “Well, well, I heard, you've got a special someone on the side, Burr”.

“Is that so?” Alex asked with interest.

“What are you tryin' to hide, Burr?” Laurens teasingly asked him.

“Fine, Theodosia’s my playmate” Burr said causing his friends to high five each other.

“I knew it” they told each other.

“Have you ever played house together?” Alex asked.

“Not yet” Burr said.

“Then when will you ask her?” Alex asked.

“Not now but maybe someday” Burr said.

“I will never understand you, if you like this girl, go get her. What are you waiting for?” Alex said.

“Just the right time. I’m willing to wait for it” Burr told Alex.

When the right time came, he wrote a letter to Theodosia, asking her to meet him outside the classroom before he placed the letter on her cubby.

A few hours later, Theo met Burr outside the classroom and asked him “What did you call me out here for?”.

Burr then bowed and asked her “Will you be my wife so we can play house together?”.

Theodosia was overjoyed and said “Yes, Burr, yes”.

“Do you wanna get married right now?” Burr asked her.

“Of course” Theodosia agreed.

Theo and Burr went to the dress up chest and she found a white veil while Burr found a white coat. The two dressed up and invited the class to play wedding with them.

Eliza was the maid of honor; Alex was the best man and Hercules was still the flower girl.

Jefferson was chosen to preside over the wedding, using a children's book as a bible

"Do you Aaron Burr, take Theodosia Bartow to be your wife?" Jefferson asked Burr.

"I do" Burr replied.

"And do you Theodosia Bartow take Aaron Burr to be your husband?" Jefferson asked Theo.

"I do" Theo replied.

"Then, I pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride" Jefferson said.

Burr then lifted Theo's veil and gave each other cheek kisses like how their parents greet their friends and how Alex and Eliza kissed during their wedding. After the two exchanged cheek kisses on both cheeks, they both turned red.

After Eliza gave a congratulatory toast to the newly married couple. Burr celebrated with his friends in an after-party during break time, drinking from their juice box.

“Raise a glass to freedom” Lafayette said.

“Hey! Something you will never see again!” Laurens and Mulligan said in unison.

“No matter what she tells you” Mulligan told Burr.

“Let's have another round tonight!” Lafayette said.

“Raise a glass to the four of us!” Laurens said.

“Ho!” Lafayette and Alex said in unison.

“To the newly not “play single” of us!”

“Woo!” Laurens, Lafayette, and Alex said in unison.

“We'll tell the story of tonight” Lafayette said.

“Let's have another round” Laurens said as the five of them drank the break away.

based on @hamil-tots

#hamilton #hamiltots #alexander hamilton #aaron burr #peggy schuyler #angelica schuyler #eliza hamilton #eliza schuyler #hamliza #burrdosia #theodosia prevost burr #theodosia burr #lafayette #hercules mulligan #thomas jefferson #john laurens #george washington

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peachyprawnss · 4 years

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Here are the little sketches of my favorite Hamilton ships!

I do ship Marliza more than Hamliza, but it's hard to find a reference with two girls hugging and I was content with Hamliza too.

Maybe I will make more, what do you guys think? Please answer in the notes.

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thatqrfanblogger · 4 years

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Valentine’s Fic #3 — “Bad Habits”

Hamburr fic (mentions of Burrdosia throughout)

Obligatory PSA b/c this is goddamn tumblr: Smoking bad. Don’t do it. (But seriously, I don’t even do it, I just know people who do.)

He’s never cared for parties. He almost didn’t go to this one, except that one, he needs to schmooze Washington in a context where he’s more relaxed, and thus more likely to listen, and two, he’s been told by his supervisor that he needs to be more of a “team player.” The latter makes no sense to him, because he’s been nothing but agreeable with everyone despite how difficult they’re being and how determined they seem to be to dislike him, but perhaps he’s been playing the wrong game. Well, here he is, at a function that, given the paltry decorations, is apparently meant to be all play and no work, and he’s fucking game.

And yet he is still goddamn losing.

Washington spent their entire interaction distracted and subtly signaling to him that he’d rather be anywhere else, before conveniently being called away from Aaron mid-sentence, one of his teammates dubbed him “the worst” when he tried to make simple conversation, his supervisor told him, “Lighten up, it’s a party,” as if he isn’t aware of that, as if he didn’t show up here for the purpose of showing her that he could in the first place, and Theodosia—

Theodosia’s here with her husband. They’re getting along again. Which he supposes is good for her, even if he firmly believes the man isn’t. A belief he holds because of things she’s told him, not because of his personal relationship with her, he is perfectly capable of separating his feelings from his beliefs, and he told her so himself.

(“That’s part of the problem,” she’d responded, and refused to clarify when he asked her what that meant. Which means he has no means to fix whatever went wrong between them, and he wonders if perhaps that was the real point. Perhaps she’d rather fix things with her husband than with him. (Perhaps she’s right.))

He steps outside for a smoke. Bad habit, he knows, but so is Theodosia, and since she isn’t about to alleviate his stress levels tonight, this will have to do.

“Beautiful night, isn’t it?”

Good God. He’s out here to get away from stress; why is its human form choosing to accompany him out here of all places?

“Good evening, Alexander,” he says, not daring to look, “Shouldn’t you be out there? With your friends?” He tries to keep his voice friendly, but he can’t help the knife that slips out on the word friends. It’s one of many edges Alexander’s gained over him without even trying.

(Not that he doesn’t try. Good God does he try. He tries Aaron’s patience every day.)

“I needed a break,” he says simply, stepping right beside him, unnecessarily close, as he blows out a smoke cloud that mixes with Aaron’s.

“You needed a break,” Aaron repeats, “That’s it? No verbal essay? No six-hour speech? No long, tangent-filled rant about why you needed one and what asshole you happen to hate this hour?”

“Not tonight,” Alexander says, and there’s something strangely somber about his tone, almost pensive.

Hmm. That wasn’t the response Aaron was expecting. Normally he would’ve said something snarky about Aaron’s supposed inability to voice an opinion, as if ability were the same as action. Is there something wrong?

He dares a glance at Alexander, and it’s more transparent when he’s seeing him, seeing the dejected body language, far less energetic than usual, the deep sigh as he exhales more smoke, the distant look in his eyes, reflective, just as the stars reflect off his eyes in turn, the white starlight accentuating the deep brown and—

Aaron quickly looks forward again. As he brings his cigarette to his lips, he feels Alexander’s gaze on him, and tries to convince himself that the hot, uncomfortable feeling in his lungs is just his body rejecting the nicotine, reminding him not to do this again, but he feels trapped in this somehow, in more ways than one.

“I heard,” Alexander says, uncharacteristically slow, “you had a special someone on the side, Burr.”

“Had, yes. Past tense.”

“Ah.”

Breathe in, breathe out.

“So I take it you didn’t bring her with you tonight, then.”

“No,” Aaron says, turning back to Alexander with a hard glare, “She brought her husband, actually.”

“Oh, shit!” Alexander laughs, more nervous than amused by the sound of it, his smile fading when he takes in Aaron’s expression. “Sorry. That… that can’t be easy for you.” His eyes are so sincere, as if he really does feel for him, almost as if he cares about Aaron.

Which is ridiculous. Of course he doesn’t. And Aaron does not owe him any more information. He turns away.

“So what about you? What are you doing out here?” he asks. Not because he wants to know, just because… because. It’s only fair that Alexander share, since he dragged it out of Aaron. And if he starts in on one of his long speeches again, perhaps Aaron can tune him out as usual and they can go back to normal, instead of… whatever’s going on right now.

“Aaron… do you think I deserve to be here?”

That was… more vulnerability than Aaron was prepared for. But well, he is the one who asked.

“Of course.”

“You don’t… you don’t think it’s just because of Washington?”

“Well,” Aaron says, “none of us would be here if Washington didn’t at least tolerate our presence, so he’s certainly got something to do with it.”

“No, I mean— Never mind. Forget it.”

Aaron’s cigarette is burning low, but he doesn’t want to leave, not just yet. He considers lighting another, but he’s not sure if that’s what he wants.

(Perhaps it’s better not to be sure; whenever he is sure what he wants, it evades him. Perhaps it’s better to never want at all.)

Fingers brush against his, and with a start, he realizes it’s Alexander’s hand, dangerously close to his own.

“Sorry,” Alexander says softly, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

He turns. Alexander is staring right at him, like he wants something. Aaron can’t be sure what it is, but his eyes, his eyes pin him with this questioning, curious, and almost desperate look. Alexander is searching for something Aaron isn’t sure if he can give, reassurance perhaps.

(Or perhaps something else entirely, but Aaron will keep that thought to himself, Aaron will get his nerves under control and treat Alexander like the nuisance he is, instead of giving into some bodily reaction that is probably just withdrawals from Theodosia, nothing more.)

“You work very hard, Alexander. Perhaps too hard sometimes, but I do not doubt your dedication. And anyone else who does is fooling themselves.” The words come out stiff and awkward and stilted, lacking his usual smoothness, but he’s doing his best to put verbal distance between them, everything feels too close and too fast, his heart is beating too fast, and his feet are rooted where he stands, gaze glued to Alexander’s beautiful, captivating eyes.

Perhaps he is fooling himself, when he tells himself that this is just about missing Theodosia, that what he’s feeling is nerves, that he hasn’t had the thoughts racing through his head right now, that he hasn’t wondered about this since the moment Alexander tapped him on the shoulder and asked him his name and stared at him with the utmost wonder and admiration, as if starstruck by Aaron’s very presence.

Alexander has long since gotten over his hero-worship, but he sees a glimpse of that look in his eyes tonight, and he can’t look away, can’t help but want to believe he hasn’t gotten over it entirely, can’t help but want.

Alexander looks down and smiles, almost bashful. His hand brushes Aaron’s again, but this time Alexander holds on, laces their fingers together, and steps closer. “Someone said I was sleeping my way to the top.”

“Ridiculous,” Aaron says, trying for a scoff but too breathless to fool anyone, even himself.

Alexander looks up at him again, eyes dark and wanting. “I’ve actually never slept with any of my coworkers before.” His eyes flit in the direction of the party for a moment, perhaps to indicate Theodosia, who’s probably more than enjoying herself with her husband right now, not even thinking about Aaron, but then his gaze returns to Aaron’s and he smiles at him, teasing. “Any advice?”

Breathe in, breathe out. “Don’t get caught.” In, out. “Wait until you’re somewhere far away, where they won’t see you.” Even as he says this, though, he squeezes Alexander’s hand tight, not wanting to let go of this, not wanting to let him go.

Alexander isn’t smiling anymore. “I don’t know if I can do that.”

His gaze is hard. Aaron swallows.

Fuck it. “Me neither,” Aaron says, and closes the distance between them.

When their lips touch, Aaron feels like he can breathe again, breathes in Alexander’s sweat and scent and cologne and whatever the hell he’s put in his hair, which he grabs and pulls with his free hand. Alexander moans and shudders against him, and when his own free hand touches the small of Aaron’s back, it feels like being struck by lightning. Alexander is a strike of lightning, more raw and electric than anything he’s ever touched, and it pulses through Aaron as he moves his hand up his spine, up, up, up, until at last he cups the back of Aaron’s neck.

They catch their breath for a moment, resting their foreheads against each other, when the door slides open.

“You know,” says his supervisor’s voice, sounding amused, “when I told you to lighten up, this isn’t quite what I had in mind, but whatever works.” She laughs, which in turn makes Alexander laugh, and Aaron joins in despite himself.

Aaron turns to her and quips, “I think this might be the most fun I’ve ever had at a party.”

His supervisor laughs again. “Good to hear it. Well, don’t let me interrupt.” She goes back inside.

Alexander breathes in Aaron’s ear, and the electricity courses through him again. “Should we take this somewhere else?”

“My place or yours?”

Alexander beams, eyes wide and shining and smiling along with his reddened, wet mouth. Aaron remembers that they’re still holding hands when Alexander pulls him, and for tonight, Aaron lets him.

(Only for tonight, he tells himself. This is not going to become another habit.)

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