#also hercules mulligan

[rdotvel]

in honor of the kendrick and sza halftime 🙏🙏

[hamilfreak]

MORE DETECTIVE AU 😇😇😇

heh.... DETECTIVE AU ! ! ! ! ! ! !

I will drop the other character references in a different post im tired rn, BUT heh...

burr, John, Eliza, Angelica, hercules, and Lafayette are all SUSPECTS of Hamiltons disappearance......

[kyleetryme]

any ocs? like hamilton

OMG yes. i present to you! benedict arnold!! lil history lesson from kylee: this guy was a general for a few battles of the rev war BUT. he was actually a traitor on the british side, he was basically a spy for them telling the colonists' war plans everything!! he had such a huge impact on the war i don't get how he wasn't even mentioned in hamilton if anyone wanna draw him plz let me know!!!!!!!

[toastytrusty]

went down a research rabbit hole of potentially queer figures in early america last night (largely von steuben and co. but yk) and found out that hercules mulligan's son, john mulligan, and john adams son, charles adams, were maybe lovers ???? and part of the reason john adams threatened to disown charles was because of their relationship ???? which i just thought was a crazy piece of lore i had never heard before and if anyone has any information about that i'd love to hear it because all i could really find was "they lived together before jadams forced them to split up and then baron von steuben invited them to live with him, which only jmulligan accepted"

[shitty-check-please-aus]

sometimes it really does feel like my middle school teachers knew that Hamilton and Six were gonna exist and be huge, because we spent just a truly disproportionate amount of time learning about the Revolutionary War and Henry VIII

[toffyrats]

You should draw crossover fanart. Splatoosies. Hamilton school musical. You are uniquely positioned. you have the power.

so i’m assuming this ask meant to cross timelines and make an au of sorts but it’s way funnier like this i think

[truck-senpai]

Girl side of the wedding : Sadly giving up her first love to her sister as she accepts she'll never be satisfied even if she meets her 'equal'

Boys' side : d r u n k s i n g i n g

Also 'YoU'rE tHe WoRsT bUrRr'😂

[5arcasmw]

the more i learn about the american revolution the more hamilton: the musical infuriates me

(read tags for context pls i go off on a mega tangent)

[dragoninahumancostume]

Every few hours I hear a "BRAH" on my head and I have to figure out by the tone of it if it's from I am the best on like the last chorus or if it's Hercules Mulligan lovin' it. It is often neither or both at the same time

[lukanthyme]

i give up

thomas jefferson for @farbexx! specifically thomas from dsme, aka My Dog Speaks More Eloquently Than Thee, my dog trainer au!!!! more stuff under the cut :p

his stupid flat colors for farbs (ps the placement of the stars and constellations on his jacket arent important lol do whatever)

ALRIGHT SO the uniform he's wearing is specifically The Stargazers uniform, which iss the organization hamilton and the gang make after they take down king-9, who are the big bad guys!! actually lemme just. paste the whole au description here sdjkgdshgks

Alexander Hamilton is a striving dog trainer, but many obstacles lie in his path. He works for the biggest pet company in America, King-9 Enterprise, and his career starts out smoothly, until he discovers there might be something more to King-9 than what meets the eye ... something sinister. But Alexander and his friends: fellow dog trainer John Laurens, veterinarian Aaron Burr, dog groomer Lafayette, and pet store owner Hercules Mulligan, are willing to join him on his mission to defeat the evils lying within the dog community and to change the world for the better.

thomas is actually wearing the Fancy version of the uniform here which is the leather jacket (it doesn't look like leather in the art but. shh). most of them dont actually wear the jacket because its pretty impractical for actual dog training but thomas doesn't care because he needs to be stylish. ALSO HIS DOG IS HERE! his name is blessed and he's a briard :3 historical thomas jefferson actually had a briard and really liked them, hence why i gave him a briard here! fun fact briards' main job is to herd and guard sheep !!!

i plan to eventually turn dsme into a whole fanfic, so! look out for that!!! this au is kind of all i've cared about for the past 2 months LMAO

[enter-the-rickyverse]

I saw that one request of Ricky and Philip! You should do a bachelor party where Ricky is John Laurens, Noel is Lafayette (French? Hehe), and Mischa is Hercules Mulligan! I think that would be really cute and funny.

So here we got Bowie University Misha, New Conservatory Noel, and Fed’s Ricky again because I hear whoever plays Philip also plays Laurens? So I used him again hehe

[forwards-beckon-rebound]

batfam as hamilton (yes the musical) characters

bruce as aaron burr and jason as alexander hamilton

look me in the eye and tell me that hamilton and burr's dynamic is not basically bruce and jason

like jason is this poor kid who's ambitious and has a lot of things he wants to change about the world

for both selfish and selfless reasons but we see him go from the hero to a more morally grey character throughout the musical

he's constantly critiquing burr for not doing enough and just going with the status quo

literally bruce not willing to kill any of his villains and jason being like the joker has killed so many people because of it

like is this part of the song not just basically that one scene in under the red hood

also burr is sort of a mentor figure to hamilton until they realize they don't agree on their principles

dick as hercules mulligan

ngl i don't really have an explanation for this one except i think he would like milfs and i trust him with espionage the most out of the robins

and yknow the whole playboy thing but also when he gets down to business he gets it done

damian as marquis de lafayette

badass, gets shit done, friends with hamilton (i want to hc that jason andd damian did hang out in the league of assassins even though that's not really true because i think they both need more positive sibling relationships and also i love how similar the characters are)

also lafayette comes with financial backing for the war and damian's loaded

joker as king george iii

weirdly obsessive

i mean he’s the antagonist i feel like that’s obvious

but like how king george is barelyyyy a villain in hamilton and most certainly does not crack the top 5 list of most interesting characters, joker is also honestly overhyped and overrepresented in batman adaptations

also i want to see jonathan groff play the joker if they ever do a batman musical, sue me

barbara as eliza schuyler/george washington

BUT ONLY ELIZA AND I DO MEAN ONLY BECAUSE OF THAT ONE VOICE NOTE IN ARKHAM KNIGHT (i don't ship them guys i promise)

“come home jason, we can fix this” and we know how that went

but honestly, i see her as the voice of reason

she kinda knows everything, gives them guidance yknow

like george washington kind of doesn’t get himself too involved in the political drama, he usually just gives advice or tells hamilton to do stuff lol

soooo basically oracle?

also i like washington and i like babs it's as simple as that

[ciceroprofacto]

Fable

Manhattan, February 1774 - Part 2

“That was President Cooper’s house.” Alexander let the curtain slip from his fingers as the carriage trundled on with no apparent intention of stopping. “I- uhm, I think your driver’s missed it.”

“It’s not Cooper's house we’re visiting tonight.”

A mild answer and then silence, so Mister Mulligan was not going to explain further.

Alexander sat back in his seat, twisted his neck against the stiff-ribbed collar, pulled his sleeves down so they’d stop bunching under his arms. Mulligan’s shoe buckles, his powdered hair, his rings, the fraying paper lining the inside of his coach, he struggled to find anything worth fixing his gaze on. The wheels kept rumbling underfoot.

It had made sense to assume this dinner was with Miles Cooper. Alexander had spent all his time for the last few weeks on Cooper’s assignment, and Hercules’ brother, Hugh, had been his host in Boston for the trip. He had been adamant that Alex should volunteer. So, Alex had thought- perhaps they had discussed the whole trip in advance.

But, perhaps not.

“Stop fidgeting with that.” 

Alex’s thumbnail was scratching at the hem of his cuff. He pushed his sleeve back to his wrist.

“Best manners tonight.”

Alex cocked his head in wry acquiescence.

It was a point that Mister Mulligan had impressed thoroughly. When he’d brought Alexander to his shop and put him on the step riser to fit him with a finely-embroidered waistcoat, Alex had assumed he was only doing this to support some business with the university president, perhaps another elite party he was angling to host, perhaps a new contract to provide the school with uniform designs, perhaps he was being propped up as his son's tutor in hopes of securing his future enrollment.

Obviously, he wasn’t here to impress Cooper tonight, but Alex was still dressed in ridiculous finery for a reason and if he was going to titillate for another man’s interests, it would help him to at least know whom he was dazzling and why. “You said to be prepared to discuss my essay about the tea party,” he said. “I brought my notes.”

“And we will discuss them,” Mulligan leaned to peer out the window anxiously- as if their voices might drift onto the streets as they passed. “But not with Miles Cooper.”

“Then who?”

After biting his lip another moment, the tailor finally seemed to decide they were far enough away from Broadway. He drew the curtain. “When you came to this city, you followed recommendations from the Creugers, the Livingstons, the Lees. My own brother insisted you were brilliant- the most-driven, most relentless person he’d ever met. Everyone I knew was telling me I should take care to guide your energies because you could be a force in society. I told you as much.”

Alexander was taken aback by the flattery, immediately suspicious. In truth, he had neglected countless opportunities with the university in favor of involving himself in petty local politics and debates. Despite the fancy new clothes and the arranged dinner with a mysterious friend in high society, Alexander was bracing for Mulligan to say he hadn’t lived up to his reputation.

Instead, Mulligan asked, “Do you remember what you said to me?”

Alex blinked.

“You said that you got lucky.” Mulligan smiled, a slow, slanted stretch that reached up to his brows as if the conversation still amused him.

Alex remembered it, vaguely, but he was sure, “I didn’t use that word.”

“No, you said something about destiny being kind to you...or something to that effect.” He grinned as if the melodrama in that also amused him, “And I agree. It’s fortunate that you’ve come here, and it’s fortunate that you did so now."

"So, you have some grand plans for my essay." Alex said, hoping for the point of this, "You could be straightforward with them. Just this once."

Mulligan's smile clearly said he would not. "Before I bring you into this fold, I need you to understand why I'm doing it. Out of all the rising stars in your class, all your Corsican friends and the young scions of business and law that come in and out of my shop, I'm recommending you because you understand that your success has been arbitrary. Half your friends are convinced it was their own hard work that got them there, but men more brilliant than either of us are starving to death in the gutters while we'll attend an invitation from men half as brilliant and twice as rich. It's all arbitrary. Luck."

"I didn't say luck," Alex repeated.

"Fine. Destiny. Whatever you call it, it cannot be earned or returned. Someone who knows that it was mere luck that granted them the chance to be a contender- they won't delude themselves to believe it's their own actions that grant them opportunities and power. They'll recognize it as a fleeting blessing and they won't squander it."

"It seems to me that the opportunity I'm obliged not to squander right now is my education..." Alexander said.

He was pleased with the roll of Mulligan's eyes. "We both know how much of your energy that requires."

It was true that Alex would find some other way to distract himself if not this, but, "You're encouraging me to a task that I haven't even heard yet," he said. "I appreciate everything you've done for me in the last few months, but I'm not your blunt instrument."

Mulligan's mouth pinched at that. "Hardly mine- as I said, I'm recommending you tonight," he leaned and peeked out the curtain again as the carriage started to slow. "But, you should know- we are all tools. Each of us with talents and skills that could benefit our communities and ourselves. Not many of us are lucky enough to be situated so close to someone who can use us properly.”

To use him properly, Alexander's eyes narrowed. He was no stranger to Mulligan's whiggish tendencies, and he had attended Mulligan's drawing room for enough after-dinner conversations to know whom he was referring to when he was raving over 'tools'.

"So, are we meeting with James Rivington? Preventing the publication or trying to secure the rights to final edits?"

It seemed like the obvious answer. President Cooper would arrange a publication regardless of what Alexander wrote, and the Royal Gazette would be a possibility. Moreover, it would be a forum prestigious enough to perhaps merit these ridiculous clothes, especially if Rivington was entertaining.

But, Alex quickly reconsidered- "No, this isn't about avoiding or nulling the work, you're suggesting I should make myself a tool to..."

The carriage stopped.

Alex's eyes widened.

They were at the end of John Street near Golden Hill. The list of names narrowed, and the sly quirk of Mulligan's mouth left only one answer.

"King Isaac..."

That earned a full-throated laugh.

Alex wanted to grab the guess out of the air and swallow it back down. But, there wasn't any unkindness on Mulligan's face, and Alexander knew he was right.

He knew that, before Hercules married Elizabeth, he'd been an active member of the Sons of Liberty, a steady friend to their leaders. He had not known whether those connections were still intact.

He was pleased to discover they were, but “When I hoped for a chance to be useful, I always imagined it as a sword rather than a pen,” he said.

Mulligan had the decency not to laugh.

Alex could've covered his mouth if his arms weren't so stiff in this coat. He hadn't meant to speak of his hopes. He felt the embarrassed flush in his own cold cheeks, keenly aware of how he looked- slender, paltry; how he carried himself- rangy and bookish at best. He was aware of how ridiculous it must sound, someone like him wanting to fight.

But, if the Sons of Liberty needed a reporter and they were recruiting, that meant that they were planning as well. It meant that action was coming to New York- perhaps to Manhattan- perhaps an action like that at Griffin's Wharf in Boston. An action which it seemed like Alexander was about to be asked to promote and defend in writing rather than participate in...

“Perhaps that opportunity will come," Mulligan said. "For now, I think it will be fine to seize this chance, help in the best way you can, and we can hope that fortune continues to favor you.”

Alex said nothing.

“You’re pouting.”

“I’m not pouting.”

“You are."

The carriage door opened and Cato lowered the step for them. Mulligan didn't move to get out though, watching Alexander's face for some implacable signal of recognition.

Finally, Alex couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed his parcel of notes and turned to crawl out of the carriage first.

They were only about a mile away from Mulligan's shop, but the only time Alexander had ever been this far north in Manhattan was when he first arrived and made obligatory visits to the Beekman family and Crueger's associates.

The houses here would be more-aptly described as mansions. The one they'd pulled up to was elegantly lit, attended by a full staff of well-dressed slaves in high, stiff collars much like the one that was currently chaffing Alexander's neck, though maybe with even more lavish embroidery.

Mulligan's heels clacked primly behind him, careful steps to avoid slipping in the icy road until he reached the carpet laid out by their host. He offered up his arm for Alex to take and they walked up the front lawn towards the columned portico.

"Y'know, I think Excalibur was a lucky sword to be put in that stone," he said. "But it still had to wait to be drawn.”

Alex laughed. The noise shocked out of him, because it was oddly kind. A trifling and silly reference to a fanciful story, but inexplicably comforting. It made him willing to trifle back, so, “What does that make you then? King Arthur?”

"Heavens, no!" Mulligan chuckled, "You're right that Isaac's already laid claim to the title 'King' around here. Merlin, perhaps?” He twirled his hands as if he were conjuring something in the air around his head, a mockery of divination. “And I see great things ahead for you. But, let's not call him 'King' here- Mister Sears in tonight's company, yes?” He patted the back of Alex’s hand where it was curled around his arm. “Best manners."

Alex nodded even though he still didn't know precisely who 'tonight's company' entailed.

Part 2

[rdotvel]

ALSO im back but AROMANTIC HERCULES MULLIGAN OH MY GOODNESS THIS HEADCANON GIVES ME LIFE </33

also replying to this so i dont clutter my inbox but adding onto aro herc

HE ISNT AROACE. he’s just aromantic.

i get a little peeved when someone just associates being aro as only ace like no you can be aro and not ace and vice versa so just to let yall know he’s only aromantic

[mine2subdue]

Some time soon I want to write an office Au~

This is the rough layout of the characters.

I don't know who would read this or comment, anyways.

I want to make it like a sitcom/drama/comedy because that's the genre I love. I hate angst 💅

So here it goes:

Two rival companies.

Imperial Group Of Companies is a conglomerate, that deal with various stores, brands of tea, yachting services, hotels, rentals wineries, conpanies and facilities that deal with news and jounalism. One of them being Royale, which is just a newspaper that praises the owner of the conglomerate, as well as his brands. They advertise it and make it appear as if it's the superior brand.

One company, known as Shot Brokers. A paper manufacturing company. Owned by the rival of Imperial Group Of Companies. Having enough of being under his Ceo, He took the shares and decided to grow his own group of companies. Not wanting to be associated with Imperial.

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CHARACTERS 🌟

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Shot Brokers.

Hamilton~ public relation~ accountant.

Washington~ obviously the Ceo of Shot Brokers!

Laurens~ accountant. Part of an office romance with Hamilton.

Lafayette~ he's Washington's business lawyer, and shareholder.

Hercules Mulligan~ He used to work for IGOC, and personally know the Ceo.

Burr~ another accountant.

Angelica~ she works in Hr with Peggy.

Peggy~ Hr, also she's friends with Maria.

Maria~ the secretary. And Hamilton's office affair.

Eliza~ she's a lecturer, amd Hamilton's wife.

John Adams~ Ceo for a week.

Thomas jefferson~ MD (Managing director) but he becomes Ceo after Adams was destroyed by Hamilton. (Diva and he's in a office romance with Madison) Savage comic relief.

James Madison~ New MD.

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Imperial Group Of Companies

George William Frederick/ George iii/ Just George. ~ our diva Ceo. And owner of IGOC.

Samuel seabury~ A journalist that works for Royale. And a pr officer.

Benedict arnold~ a new intern, that George can't remember. (He's the comic relief) and when George do remember, he would say ~I KNOW YOUUU~

The Bullet~ just what her name means. She has her own blog called the Bullet.

(As in Bulletin)

And thousands of ensemble staff! Taking care of his business!

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Should I go ahead with it? I'll post it here.

[robotlyra]

The thing I'll never forget about the whole Hamilton Is Cringe fad is that people somehow took the message that the art itself was supposed to do all the work instead of the art being the initial catalyzing ingredient that inspires further research and engagement. If works of art did not have at least SOME domino-striking influence on the sphere of civic engagement and political action, there wouldn't be such a huge cultural movement right now to erase any work of art that shows a worldview beyond narratives of the lives of straight, white, able-bodied men. Yeah Hamilton was corny, revisionist, unnuanced, oversaturated, bougie, etc etc etc, but it was also popular art, written in the language of hip hop, explicitly black artistic expression, that got people interested in American history and politics, that made it all the way to the White House. If you didn't know who Hercules Mulligan was before 2015, but you know now, and you can't even hear the name in your head without it being shouted, congratulations. The cringe worked. And it worked on you.

Art itself is not the weapon, the deus ex machina that will save us. Art is the inspiration, the suggestion, the catalyst that makes us imagine that something different is even possible.