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Rating: Explicit
Relationship: Thomas Jefferson/Alexander Hamilton
Tags: Alternate Universe - Shipwrecked, Sea Monsters, Men being insufferable about the greek classics while on an island, Desert Island, Top Thomas Jefferson, Bottom Alexander Hamilton, Mermaid Thomas Jefferson, MerMay, Just in April!
Summary: Alex washes ashore on a desert island with only one other inhabitant. The waters are dangerous, Thomas warns, but Alex is too determined to get to New York to pay heed.
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He should be in America by now. Not here. Here, where he’s probably going to die alone, everyone from back home waiting to hear news of his arrival only to never hear anything at all. A failed investment. He has college to get to, for fuck’s sake, and now he’s going to die alone, a no one.
He drops his head into his hands. How is he so lucky he had a ticket off that damned island, only to end up on another one? How is he just lucky enough to have survived getting swept into the ocean, only to end up dying weeks later, never having had his chance? Better that he’d hit his head on the way down into the water and drowned.
“You should have announced yourself sooner,” someone chuckles.
Alex shoots his head up, startled, and blinks quickly at the approaching figure, a dozen yards away. Then he blinks again, because surely dehydration is setting in, and he's hallucinating. There is no way a man who looks like that, beautiful as anyone he’s ever seen, is walking naked on a beach towards him. His mouth drops a little agape, cheeks flushing. This isn't happening.
The stranger cocks a smile with a mouth full of unusually white teeth. “I would have had the chance to prepare some proper hospitality for you if I'd been expecting a guest And, well, put some clothes on. Isn’t often out here that I get visitors.”
Alex tears his eyes up from the man’s very naked body and up to his face. His face is just as perfect to match, glowing brown skin and a perfect halo of dark silky curls that shine despite the salty air. His mouth goes drier.
So maybe he isn’t as dehydrated as he thought, since that’s somehow still possible. But insanity seems less likely, since it’s only been a week of solitude—but what does that leave? That the man really is a man? That this island isn’t really fully uninhabited?
He scrambles up off the ground, brushing off his tattered clothes.
“I thought—it’s just—” he stammers, eyes wide. “I thought it was just me.”
The man comes to a stop in front of him, unashamed, and Alex would think he was oblivious to his nudity if he hadn’t just acknowledged it. “Sorry to disturb your peace, then. When did a creature like you wash up here? These are dangerous waters. You should have known better.”
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It's May soon, which means: Time for a new prompt!
For the next event we would like to give you the possibility to get involved. Do you have an AU you would love to see someone else play with?
Submit yours here: [link]
(If you don't have any AUs you want to share feel free to add an AU idea in the second field.)
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Lafferson "working" on a new declaration for the @hamevents2024 April Same Prompt Party.
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The rendering gods blessed me tonight
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They both like to think that Jefferson is not in love
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JUST THA BOYS.
artist: kryptik_studio
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If I ask nicely will people reblog this and tell me what their most common breakfast is? Not your favorite necessarily, just what you have for breakfast most frequently? 🙏🏽
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A quick piece inspired by the end of "Forty-eight hours pass, and I'm longing to stay," which is part of @chaosandgunpowder's marvelous Carved in Gold and Ice series.
#jamilton#thomas jefferson#alexander hamilton#hamilton musical#fanart#hamilton fanart#hamilton#mob!au
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is this where it gets me…
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GIRL I am losing it over rogue!Hamilton, this is incredible???? For other characters/classes: Jefferson is a warlock. That is all.
The devil you know, darlin'.
(I happen to agree!)
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jefferson is "secretly" terrified of bugs
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gilburr sketches for the hard mode ships event! i adore them so much
@hamevents2024
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I wrote my own deliverance.
Fanart for the amazing The Monticello Furlough by @michelleaemerlind, quoting the correspondence from Chapter 11.
Alternate version under the cut.
Background courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.
#jamilton#fanart#thomas jefferson#alexander hamilton#hamilton musical#hamilton fanart#hamilton#spoilers
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Rating: Explicit
Relationship: Thomas Jefferson/Alexander Hamilton
Tags: Alternate Universe - Shipwrecked, Sea Monsters, Men being insufferable about the greek classics while on an island, Desert Island, Top Thomas Jefferson, Bottom Alexander Hamilton, Mermaid Thomas Jefferson, MerMay, Just in April!
Summary: Alex washes ashore on a desert island with only one other inhabitant. The waters are dangerous, Thomas warns, but Alex is too determined to get to New York to pay heed.
Excerpt:
He should be in America by now. Not here. Here, where he’s probably going to die alone, everyone from back home waiting to hear news of his arrival only to never hear anything at all. A failed investment. He has college to get to, for fuck’s sake, and now he’s going to die alone, a no one.
He drops his head into his hands. How is he so lucky he had a ticket off that damned island, only to end up on another one? How is he just lucky enough to have survived getting swept into the ocean, only to end up dying weeks later, never having had his chance? Better that he’d hit his head on the way down into the water and drowned.
“You should have announced yourself sooner,” someone chuckles.
Alex shoots his head up, startled, and blinks quickly at the approaching figure, a dozen yards away. Then he blinks again, because surely dehydration is setting in, and he's hallucinating. There is no way a man who looks like that, beautiful as anyone he’s ever seen, is walking naked on a beach towards him. His mouth drops a little agape, cheeks flushing. This isn't happening.
The stranger cocks a smile with a mouth full of unusually white teeth. “I would have had the chance to prepare some proper hospitality for you if I'd been expecting a guest And, well, put some clothes on. Isn’t often out here that I get visitors.”
Alex tears his eyes up from the man’s very naked body and up to his face. His face is just as perfect to match, glowing brown skin and a perfect halo of dark silky curls that shine despite the salty air. His mouth goes drier.
So maybe he isn’t as dehydrated as he thought, since that’s somehow still possible. But insanity seems less likely, since it’s only been a week of solitude—but what does that leave? That the man really is a man? That this island isn’t really fully uninhabited?
He scrambles up off the ground, brushing off his tattered clothes.
“I thought—it’s just—” he stammers, eyes wide. “I thought it was just me.”
The man comes to a stop in front of him, unashamed, and Alex would think he was oblivious to his nudity if he hadn’t just acknowledged it. “Sorry to disturb your peace, then. When did a creature like you wash up here? These are dangerous waters. You should have known better.”
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oh you see it’s me
I am home now
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gilburr for the hard-mode ships event! 💙🤍❤️
@hamevents2024
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