#this is like the second coming of the hamilton fandom

[earthshells]

i do not like some of y'all

[whumpthemusical]

Whump: The Musical Prompts!!

As stated before, this challenge will run from March 1- March 31, 2024. All fandoms are welcome to participate despite it being prompts based off of musicals. Once again, all types of media are allowed. This challenge has the standard "choose one for the day" style, but feel free to do all three prompts if that's what you want to do!! All types of whump are allowed, but please be respectful to your fellow audience members and properly tag it!! Some of these prompts are sensitive, so make sure you warn your readers correctly! There will be an ao3 collection and an FAQ post coming soon, so if you have any further questions or comments about this challenge, feel free to drop me a line. Happy writing, my beautiful ingénues, and enjoy the show :)))

The prompts will be listed under the cut for those who have difficulty reading fonts!!

Cats- Sabotage • Second Chances • "I Can Dream Of The Old Days."

Wicked- Mob Mentality • Propaganda • "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished."

Jesus Christ Superstar- Whipping • Betrayal • "Then I Was Inspired, Now I'm Sad And Tired."

Les Mis- Survivor's Guilt • Failure • "Drink With Me To Days Gone By."

Heathers- Poison • Reluctant Whumper • "Wanna fight for me?"

Newsies- Chronic Pain • Exploitation • "Let 'Em Laugh In My Face, I Don't Care."

The Last Five Years- Infidelity • Gaslighting • "I Will Not Lose Because You Can't WIn."

Hadestown- Deals • Doomed Narrative • "Doubt Comes In."

Sweeney Todd- False Imprisonment • Razors • "Have You Decided It's Safer In Cages?"

Rent- Substance Abuse • Poverty • "Feels Too Much Damn Like Home."

Bare: A Pop Opera- Outing • Religious Trauma • "Please, See Me."

Waitress- Unplanned Pregnancy • Abuse • "She Is Broken And Won't Ask For Help."

Tick Tick Boom- Atychiphobia • Working To Exhaustion • "Is This Real Life?"

Dear Evan Hansen- Deception • Broken Bone • "Words Fail."

West Side Story- Star-Crossed Lovers • Prejudices • "A Boy Who Kills Cannot Love."

Come From Away- Stranded • Aftermath • "Blankets And Bedding And Maybe Some Food."

Spring Awakening- Withheld Information • Suicide  • "I Don't Scream, Though I Know It's Wrong."

Hamilton- Hurricane  • Dueling • "I Will Kill Your Friends And Family To Remind You Of My Love."

Falsettos- Sickness • Identity Issues • "Death Is Not A Friend."

Into The Woods- Blame • Lost • "Nothing But A Vast Midnight."

The Great Comet- Abduction • Letters • "Did You Love That Bad Man?"

In The Heights- Grief • Homesickness • "I Know That I'm Letting You Down."

Be More Chill- Mind Manipulation • Panic Attack • "Everything About Me Makes Me Want To Die."

Moulin Rouge- Class Differences • Sex Work • "Come What May."

Chicago- Cold Blood • Trial • "He Had It Coming."

Six- Execution • Trauma Bonding • "Playtime's Over."

Ride The Cyclone- Unexpected Tragedy • Forgotten Whumpee • "I Hear The Anguish Of The Street."

The Rocky Horror Show- Obsession • Wrong Place, Wrong Time • "I've Seen Blue Skies Through The Tears."

Nerdy Prudes Must Die- Bullying • Ritual • "Who Will Pray For You?"

Jekyll And Hyde- Duality • Good Vs Evil • "If I Die, You'll Die."

Phantom Of The Opera- Disfiguration • Shunned • "My Power Over You Grows Stronger Yet."

[bad268]

Burn

Aftermath Affair Pt. 4

(Oscar Pisatri X Reader + Ex! Lando Norris X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 1

Requested: Nope, happy 5 years!

Warnings: Airing dirty laundry lol, that's about it. Based on the song from Hamilton (not Lewis)

POV: Second Person (You/your/They/them)

W.C. 1710

Chapter Summary: Y/n L/n posted a new video, and everyone's hearts stop.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

<-Part 3

~~(^Both from Pinterest)

You moved in with Oscar that night. All you took were your clothes. Everything that Lando bought you now burned you, and you couldn’t give a fuck less about what he bought you. You wanted nothing to do with anything related to Lando. He reached out once, asking where you were. All you said was, “Ask Ava.” He understood then. At least, you assumed he did because you blocked his number and every social media account he had before he could respond. 

You heard from Oscar that Lando was a wreck. You laughed it off because he did this to himself.

Your subscribers noticed the change. Your personal channel content changed from video games to vlogs. You were going out and doing things, in London they learned, and they loved to see it. You still played games, but fewer racing games and more random games you always wanted to play. Your subscribers also noticed how happy you were. They were convinced you and Lando got engaged.

Little did they know, you were falling for a different man.

Your subscribers were thrown for a loop when your shared channel with Lando was deleted. You decided it was time to delete it. They bombarded your socials almost immediately, asking what’s going on. They tried to see if it was rebranded or saved anywhere, but it seemed like your entire relationship was ripped from the internet. Your Instagram was void of Lando, your channel no longer had videos with him, and you didn’t follow him anywhere anymore. They didn’t even notice until then.

~

Y/n L/n just posted!

“A Letter to Lando”

“By now, you will have all seen that the shared channel is gone,” You opened the video. You were sitting in your new recording room. It was more open than your last one, more bright. You had a large window that brought in a lot of natural light, and it was more your style. The last one was just Lando’s recording room that you borrowed, so you couldn’t change it. When you moved in, Oscar told you to make this space yours in any way you wanted. It took a while, but you felt at home for once. “I deleted our shared channel because I am erasing myself from this narrative.“

“I’ve filmed this video at least three times at this point,” You took a breath as you felt tears well up in your eyes again. It’s hard to talk about what happened. Not only the way in which you found out about the cheating but also how you reacted. It was one of the darkest times in your life, and it took a lot to come back from. “I’m sorry, but it’s been a struggle trying to find the words to share this. As many of you have seen on Lando’s Instagram, Lando and I are no longer together.”

Oscar still had to follow Lando on Instagram for team purposes, and that’s how you saw that he posted a hard launch with Ava. 

You still did not know how you wanted to tell everyone what happened. You looked off at the wall. Your viewers couldn’t see it, but there was a picture of you and Oscar from a few months ago. You went out to celebrate 1.5 million subscribers. Oscar insisted, saying it was a huge milestone, and you didn’t want to make it a big deal. He insisted and dragged you out of the apartment. The picture was taken right after you accidentally knocked ice cream onto his nose. Lando wouldn’t even celebrate 1 million with you. Remembering the happiness with Oscar made you smile.

“Clearly, we’re not together anymore,” You sighed as your smile faded. “I’m not going into details, but I hope they’re happy. My friends always said he would do what it took to survive, and they were right. I was blinded by his words and his actions. That’s on me.”

“You talked about how long you have been in love with her, and how you didn’t believe in true love until you met each other,” You let out a breath as you thought of your next words carefully. “You told the world how you brought this girl into our bed, and in explaining your love story, you have ruined our lives. Do you know what my friends said? They called you an Icarus! That’s how my friends reacted, so I’ve decided that I’ll let you wonder how I reacted when you broke my heart, when you tore us apart.”

“I kept every letter you ever wrote to me,” You chuckled lightly as you pulled out a few pieces of paper. “The letter you first asked me out with because you were too scared to ask me face to face, the letter you wrote when we hit each milestone, random letters where you just professed your love, and letters that I would have cherished forever. I also kept the letter I wrote to you when I found out. I thought about reading a few lines out,” You insinuated by opening one of the letters before pulling out a lighter. You had already opened the window and had a bucket of water by your feet, and Oscar was standing outside with a fire extinguisher just in case. You chuckled lightly as you skimmed the loving words that had now turned sour in your eyes. At that moment, you decided you wanted to watch it burn. “I’ll let you all wonder how I reacted when he broke my heart.”

Your soft smile as you read slowly turned to a scowl before you lit the corner of the paper and looked directly into the camera. “Lando, you don’t deserve to see how I reacted. You don’t deserve anything from me. The world has no place in our bed, and they don’t get to know what I said. I am burning the memories, the letters that might have redeemed you. Lando, you can sleep in your office with only the memories of when you were mine.”

You lit all of Lando’s letters one by one before dropping them in the bucket once they were destroyed. Then you grabbed your letter to Lando. You skimmed through the multiple pages of it, remembering the feelings before lighting the corner. “You didn’t give me the decency to tell me yourself. I had to learn of your affair from your friend, so you forfeit the rights to my heart. You forfeit the place in our bed. I hope you’re happy with yourself, Lando.”

You threw the last letter into the bucket and gazed at the camera. Finally, you felt at peace.

“One last note to Lando Norris,” You paused, allowing a small smile to envelop your features, “I hope you burn.”

~

The reactions were almost instant. You sat on the couch curled up against Oscar’s body, rewatching Sex Education. It was one of your favorite shows, but Lando hated it, so you never got to watch it. Oscar binged it once, so he was always down to rewatch it with you. You heard your phone going off, so you pulled it out of your pocket to check it. However, Oscar immediately took it out of your hand and powered it off. 

“Hey, what’s that for?” You chuckled as he moved your phone away from you. “I was gonna check that.”

“Shhh, the show is playing,” He whispered as he leaned toward your ear before turning his attention back to the show. 

“You’re insufferable,” You laughed as you turned your attention back to the screen. It didn’t hold your attention long as you looked back over to Oscar. You were leaning against his chest with your arms wrapped around his waist, so you were looking up at him. He had an arm around your shoulder while the other rested against your thigh that was lying over his lap. You got lost in your thoughts.

Oscar was everything to you. You felt more free whenever you were with him. At first, he gave you the space to refind yourself. He even supported you throughout the journey. Any game you wanted, he bought. Any new hobby, he tried it with you, so you wouldn’t feel alone. He never pushed you to do anything, but he did support you in everything you wanted to try. 

You never felt this supported with Lando. Looking back, he was toxic. He only wanted to play racing games or stupid games. You wanted to try other things, and he would be condescending. He always pushed you to fit the cookie cutter mold that other racing drivers’ girlfriends fit, but that was never going to be you. Oscar encouraged the change because staying in the same thing for too long can burn you out. It was true.

At some point of your staring, Oscar looked down at you with a smile. It wasn’t until he left a kiss on your forehead that you noticed.

When you first moved in, Oscar was very respectful in giving you your space to heal. He made sure to give you multiple spaces where you could retreat to including your own room and recording room. As the time moved on, you slowly migrated into his room for movie nights and late-night binges, and it eventually became you two staying in the same bed all night. Oscar never pushed you away. He wanted you to know that he was there for you whenever you were ready, and he was willing to wait as long as he needed for you. 

“Penny for your thoughts,” He said with a quiet tone, not wanting to disturb the peace.

“I think I’m ready,” You replied in the same tone. You moved to sit up a little more before grabbing Oscar’s hand, “I’m ready to give us a chance.”

“Really?” Oscar asked as he started getting excited before calming back down, “Wait, I don’t want to rush you if you aren’t ready.”

“That’s exactly why I’m ready,” You laughed as you leaned back into him. “You gave me the space to become comfortable again. Oscar, I don’t think I’ve ever felt this comfortable and free with someone in my life! You have been everything but pushy, and I’m ready to try us.”

~~~ Part 5 ->

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Tags- @barcelonaloverf1life

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[thegeorgiatennantblog]

*Clanking pots and pans together *

I have a message for all the tin hatters and misogynists in the Tumblr fandom.

28th August, The Year of Our Nerd 2024

To Whom It May Concern

It has been precisely one year and one month to the fact that I first came across this malady that has been plaguing our fandom. Other fandoms have been more or less unfortunate in this regard. What started as a lighthearted joke has now turned into a toxic, vile, festering wound. For a long time I either ignored these blogs and their opinions or very politely tried to dismiss them. For an even longer time I was made to feel that I was in the wrong. After all we live in a free society and all of us believe int he idea of freedom of speech, freedom to hold whatever views and beliefs, and freedom to express those views and beliefs. But the very same citizens of these free society's in today's world are also facing a dilemma: how far does this right go? Is it unconditional? Is it absolute? Or does it qualify to some form of check or some form of necessary derogation under exceptional circumstances? When do those circumstances arise?

Most of us have come to an understanding in regard to the question, though all of us may not agree to it: it is understood that where your right to exercise your freedom offends and restricts my right to do or causes in any way for me or anyone else to feel endangered, then that is where we draw the line.

Reading @do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas 's post today I have come to the conclusion that the time has come to draw that line. It is a question on where we stand as a fandom if we let such bigotry and such hate prevail any longer.

I want to let everyone know where I stand. I have nothing against fanfiction. I have nothing against RPF. People have been creating RPF since time immemorial. If not for RPF a large amount of literature, film, music and other forms of art would not exist. Shakespear's Histories are essentially RPF, Hamilton is RPF, Netflix's The Crown is RPF, Le Morte d'Arthur is RPF, Baz Luhrman's Elvis is RPF and so is Andrew Dominic's Blonde. You may like some of it, you might dislike some of it. You might even be vehemently against some of it. But that's all it is at the end of the day; fiction. It doesn't hurt anyone. The real problem arises when people start becoming unbale to differentiate between fiction and reality. And that's no better than thinking that just cz someone played a serial killer in a movie means they're evil irl too.

It becomes suffocating for others to exist in these spaces when the delusion that the RFP is real transcends to take an even worse shape namely hating the real people involved in said person's life. How could you justify hating on their real life partners just so you can satisfy your delusional belief that these men are actually in love with each other.

Maybe it springs from a need to justify our lives in terms of conspiracy theories in this growing pandemic of untruths and fake news. Maybe it springs from some deep rooted internalized misogyny. Who can say?

Before I move on I want to highlight some problems with the wntire tinhatter discourse.

The existence of a PR. I want to clarify this here and now. PR works for important, famous, insanely rich people whose global fame makes their identity a part of the public domain so much that their entire image needs to be curated to meet certain requirements. PR works for Taylor Swift and Leonardo DiCaprio and Barak Obama. Who is does NOT work for are people who are only locally well known, live reasonably ordinary lifestyles, and have a painfully insignificant following outside their own cultural context.

The idea that one picture or a five second video can tell the truth about someone's entire personal life. It cannot. It never will. Body language is not even a science. Body language is misleading. Facial expressions are misleading. I am writing this right now with the most bland expression on my face. People around me think I'm writing an email. My internal emotions right now are another story. Moreover no one owes anyone any sort of information on their personal life, their love life, their mood, their life choices or whatever. Their lives are not public property. Please respect that.

The women are the villains. This blatant misogyny has become intolerable as the days go by considering most of these posts are written by women themselves. The whole controlling wife, poor meek guy trope is so fckng infuriating. When did we wake up to a world where women hold the reigns and an adult white upper middle class male cannot tell her that he wants a divorce. I thought this only happened to unprivileged women in third world countries who cannot file a divorce bcs then she will be left penniless and socially disgraced. The women baby trapped them. Of course they feel responsibility for the kids now. Child birth is the second most painful experience after being burnt to death. No woman does it for the pleasure of it nor for some strategic benefit that it will serve her. And diving birth to not just one but many. And then raising them. That's not easy! Secondly, having children is a mutual decision and process. If only women could make babies we'd get rid of men for good lol! (this is a joke plz don't @ me) If someone decides to have children with someone, and we're not talking just one accidental pregnancy or sth... we're talking several kids over the years.... then they probably have that level of attachment, love and commitment to their partner. It's just common sense.

Absolute cynicism. Anything Georgia and Anna do is met with cynicism and their words are deliberately twisted to mean the opposite. While D and M will be applauded for speaking up for a cause , when G and A do the same they are shouted down as pretentious or that PR made them do it. When D and M show affection towards each other that's all real and true but when G and A show affection to their partners it fake and a PR stunt. Moreover the way they interact with their partners is also completely misunderstood. Anna is more private and subtle about her gestures of praise and affection. But from what she does show publicly we know that she absolutely adores her partner and her kids. Georgia on the other hand has her own way. She teases, makes jokes, pokes fun at him, but she's also literally the woman the is being ultra-horny for him on Twitter and Instagram in front of everyone else. And I think that comes from the fact that they were friends first and lovers second and they have maintained that playful friendly relationship with each other. Still she is accused of never being appreciative, being cringey, possessive, creepy and always bringing him down. Oh and we never talk about how Michael next to never promotes Davis's achievements. In fact no one else I know does it. Literally the only person is Georgia jumping up and down going "This is my partner! Have you seen them! Have you seen how awesome they are! I love them!" Not just that, these tinhatters have such double standards that while D's neurodivergent traits are being praised, G takes the rap for it. She's a careless mum, an unworthy partner; none of her professional achievements matter. She is fighting her dyslexia and neurodivergence to achieve something but the tinhatters will make ableist remarks to bring her down. But they don't just stop there. They accuse her of abuse, rape and cyber harassment. Pray that she doesn't find out because accusing someone of that can get you behind the bars hon!

I know that none of this is going to disappear over night. We fight the fight every day and we hope that tumblr goes back to being the safe space it once was. But till then, it is important that we stay strong and stay together. I have had people come into my ds with links and other stuff that made me want to jump off a cliff. I have been subjected to some horrendous lies, all in a bid to convert me. Sadly that's not happening babes.

So I just want these tinhatters to know that if you're here, then we're here too. And no matter how much of this toxic bile you keep spewing we'll keep washing it away. And that @dtmsrpfcringe and @goodomenswarning don't have to do it alone. If you wanna go at them then come at me bitches!

And I'm not scared to call y'all out @ingravinoveritas @letscoffeebreak @nightgoodomens

@invisibleicewands @climb-dtennant-like-a-tree @thetardisisbluandroseistoo and others but mainly you guys cz you're the ring leaders. Gon on block me if you want to I don't care! Or better, send me some of those creepy asks you guys send Tori. At least it would take the burden off her!

And now before I go @dtmsrpfcringe You're a champ and we love you and we stand with you!!!

Yours Sincerely,

Meena. x

curator of TheGeorgiaTennantBlog

[alwaysonf1]

lewis is doing what?

Pairing: Charles LeClerc x Hamilton!OC

Genre: Slice of Life; Fluff

Word Count: 3k

Warning: Changes in the timeline for the sake of the story.

Rating: PG-13

Author's Note: This is my first F1 fic, which makes me nervous so why not start with a series.

Many Drive to Survive haters like to pretend everything that comes from the show and what it’s about are beneath them. That they couldn’t possibly care, and that the only important thing is the race on Sunday. And yet the day after the latest season drops you can find them amongst the chaos trying to figure out what the hell were all those hints about a new form of content that F1 plans to release. 

Interwoven with the usual storylines and mild dramatics there was a lot of talk about how drivers show their families the support they’re given. How they show up for them in their careers and bits of their lives. It was weird at first, but then it sent off alarm bells when an almost fourth wall breaking moment happened where the Netflix team was blatantly dismissed. 

“I think we have this one Netflix, but thanks for the help.” Those were the exact words spoken by the head of marketing as she closed the door to a room where you get a glimpse of team paraphernalia but see no faces. 

Every social platform that you can find an F1 fan on has it trending and the conversations (and screams into the void) are fast paced. But Twitter is where the real unhinged and brain cell losing behavior is happening. 

And the most accurate guessing.

Almost everyone within the community is discussing what that snippet could mean. Is it the end of DTS as they know it? The end of it completely? Are F1 and Netflix severing ties? Will F1 be taking over? Is this some little game they're playing with their viewers to keep them tuned in? Is it something completely different? What the actual fuck is going on?

In the middle of those questions are those who think themselves a genius or are delusional enough that they can’t help but form some wild ideas of what’s to come.

Someone must be retiring. Multiple people are retiring. There’s going to be a reality show ala Keeping Up with the Verstappens, where everyone learns that Max’s little trauma dumpy memories with Jos are just the surface level of how insane that man is. Someone is getting married. Someone is getting married to another driver. A nepo baby is going to become the “voice of the fandom” and host a show about the drivers during race weekends and it’s going to be all the wrong things. A dating show for all the singles. A behind the scenes at the lives of drivers and their families, but like Family Feud. And the penultimate dude bro dream of them getting to spend the season hanging out with drivers and get confirmation that their toxic thoughts that alienate most of the fan base is true.

After about twenty-four hours it all dies down. Everyone is still wondering, but they don’t feel like they’re losing their minds while they try to be the one who can say they were right when they news drops.

As if timed, the second that F1 drops in trends the F1 admin drops a graphic with the faces of six people who are clearly positioned like the thinking face emoji on every platform that they use. In the captions it says: Week in the Life - Sibling Edition.

If Twitter was home to the first wave of screaming, it belongs to Tumblr the second go round. Everyone is so excited for the content that someone must have thrown up from how aggressively happy they feel. Everyone is talking about who they want it to be and what content they’d love to see from which sibling. Those who make gifs are especially excited to get everything they can, though they won’t be outdone by those whose brains and fingers will be entities on their own once they get hold of a singular moment that will inspire the fic of everyone’s dreams.

Those who always have something negative to say are there as usual, but they aren’t as loud or upset as they often are. Being nosy doesn’t stop just because you want to pretend that you only care about the race, as if someone doesn’t have a file of screenshots from all the times, they’ve attacked the character of a driver for something not race related at all.

The reaction to this is the kind that instills faith in what is being done. The kind of thing that tells all the upper management who didn’t like it that it was a good idea, but also puts a certain bit of weight on the content team. They need this to deliver. Need to keep the hype, especially since the first episode doesn’t drop until the start of December and they’ve already recorded half the series so a failure could stop the rest.

So once the Singapore GP ends, Daniel Ricciardo’s face is no longer gray. You get to see that goofy smile and wink. You’d think they told everyone he was getting a permanent seat with a three year contract with the reception to it.

It’s Charles Leclerc for Japan. 

Lance Stroll for Qatar.

Carlos Sainz for COTA.

Alex Albon for Mexico.

And coming off his first P1 of the season, Lewis Hamilton for Brazil.

For the next week or so if a tweet isn’t about excitement, disdain, or shock in regard to this new F1 exclusive content, it has a certain main character at its center.

[bcolfanfic]

young vets au is sooo good

do you have any thoughts on when Bucky meets Buck’s dad for the first time? like maybe Buck’s dad comes to their house all raging that his son is married to a man (the man is hella homophobic, which just compounds all the other stuff he put him through in his childhood), and Bucky’s like ‘oh no this isn’t happening’ and goes off on him for all the hell he put his Buck through as a kid?

love some overprotective boys who understand each other like no one else ☺️

i come from the hamilton fandom where it was a Big Trope to write henry laurens being a piece of shit and hamilton putting him in his place so yes!

i do think he just kinda. shows up. gale is no contact, as is his mom and sister and he maybe doesn’t live in sheridan. but he doesn’t live far, and wyoming is wyoming so he does find out gale home from the war and brought a man with him.

maybe when they’re still staying with his sister while they’re looking for a house? poor girl, she’s even more scared of the guy than gale so when she answers the door and he’s just There she panics. thankfully gale is home and comes when she yells for him, but then he kinda freezes too. especially because dad is visibly mad.

gale tells his sister to go back inside let him handle this and that’s when bucky finds out bc he seems her coming back in the house looking upset and is kinda ??? going to the door to find gale. who is just kinda. standing there gripping the door frame while his dad lays into him about how he was so proud of him goin’ to fight for his country- had to go and ruin it by being a insert slur.

bucky was originally going to hang back and observe for a second but the second that word leaves his mouth he’s *pissed* and tells him not to talk to him like that- get the fuck off our porch and go wash your mouth out. which his dad uh doesn’t take kindly LOL. just keeps going off. bucky mouths off back- and dad cleven eventually tells him to come outside if he wants to handle this like a man, not like his son can even do that much-

“look at him. looks like a damn fawn.”

snaps his fingers in his face and gale flinches, hard. poor thing. bucky *wants* to take the guy up on his offer to go outside and fight him but he knows gale needs him more than he needs that. so he just shoves his wrist out of gale’s face and tells him to go look for a fight at the bar you old drunk- gale’s seen enough of your shit for one lifetime. and slams the door.

[tyrellsidiot]

There's no place I'd rather be than in your arms

Summary: Charles and Max crashes during a race, Charles ends up injured but despite that, he only seems to care about the other's well-being rather than his own.

Pairing: Charles Leclerc & Max Verstappen

Warnings: Swearing, blood, injuries (nothing graphic), hospital

Word count: 2.6k

Author's note: I'm very new to F1 and writing for this fandom, so please be kind. Also I've never written car scenes at all before lol. Also, I didn't intend for this to be romantic, but read it however you want.

Even away from the circuit, people are watching the race on TV. Some want Verstappen to win again, some have their bets put on Hamilton.

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30 minutes in, and the race is only getting more interesting. The cars zoom around the track and the audience is cheering on enthusiastically. The commentators are watching and pointing out every movement of every driver closely. 

Charles has moved from fourth to second by overtaking Lando Norris and Lewis Hamilton. It's a quite cloudy day, he hopes that there won't be any rain. Rain only ever complicates things when it comes to Formula one.  It's the classic British weather, gray and all. It's quite the opposite from last week’s race and location.

The Ferrari driver is trying his hardest to reach the leading Red Bull car by every passing second, pushing himself and the car to its limits. 

When racing, it's like Max and Charles forget about any friendliness that exists outside of the track. Any of the nice moments together just vanishes. Now, their focus is solely on winning the Grand Prix and scoring points.

“Push, push.” 

A voice comes through the intercom, Charles hears the man's voice loud and clear.

“I'm trying.” 

Charles' accent is obvious, even through the slight static noises. His pressure on the gas pedal increases, and he accelerates. But everytime he seems to get a second closer to Verstappen, his rival speeds faster. 

The man at the pit wall says something else, but the words go in through one ear and out the other. Charles is too concentrated to listen. He needs to pass Max, now.

As they get closer to a turn, he can picture the commentators yelling into their microphones about how Verstappen and Charles will be fighting for position any second now.

Any second.

“ …. Overtake, now!”

Charles turns the steering wheel, so does Max. It's a smooth turn, and the Red Bull driver can feel his own heartbeat quickening upon realizing how close the Ferrari is getting. Speaking of, Hamilton is catching up to them as well.

“Don’t let Charles pass you.”

Max quickly replies with a simple and straight to the point: “Understood.”

Everything around them feels like a blur when they speed down the straight, Charles getting closer and closer while Hamilton struggles to reach the two cars at the very front.

They're fighting for position, one front wheel almost touching the other’s. Charles adjusts his grip on the steering wheel for a brief moment, his hands holding it even firmer now. 

Another sharp turn incoming.

The audience and every team member is holding their breaths at this point, just watching the scene unfold. The Ferrari team are intensely watching; praying Charles will be successful in his overtake. Meanwhile, Christian Horner and his team seem disappointed. They can't let anyone else but Max win this.

Charles swerves to the outside, keeping Max near the apex. The adrenaline is rushing through their veins, but everything comes to a sudden stop when The Red Bull car’s front wing touches the rim of the Ferrari.

Even the slightest touch can make these cars spin out of control.

There's not much Charles can do at that moment, the spinning is way too fast for him to regain control over the vehicle. As his breath catches in his throat, he accepts the fate he cannot escape.

The audience cheering comes to a sudden stop, and they collectively gasp when there's a loud crash being heard across the circuit.

Charles Leclerc has hit the barrier within seconds. 

One of the wheels has flown off and the right side is completely wrecked. There's pieces of metal all over the ground surrounding the car. It's nothing a simple pit stop will fix.

The scent of burnt rubber fills the air, and the team members are yelling on the intercoms. No response from their driver.

“Charles? Are you okay?”

There's silence again, before Charles can be heard breathing. Fast but heavy breaths. Then, he groans; slowly coming back to his senses after those eventful five seconds. Everything happened so quickly he almost couldn't register it all properly.

“Are you okay?”

It's his team principal speaking this time, sounding very worried.

Charles blinks, opening his eyes and giving it another try to properly catch his breath. His vision is blurry, and there's a pounding pain in his body.

“Charles, say something if you can hear me.”

The commentators, audience and everyone alike is in disbelief of what's just happened. Everything is still, every sound reaching Charles’ ear comes off as muffled and distant. A hiss of paint escapes even when he tries to shift his sitting position a little.

Is he imagining things or is there blood running down his back? Maybe he doesn't want to know the answer to his own question this time.

Finally, the Ferrari driver speaks, and when he does, his tone is unreadable. 

“What happened?” He sounds confused, disoriented if you will. He knows well he'd crashed, but maybe he's seeking reassurance before the whole reality of the situation settles in.

“A collision with Verstappen. I’m asking you again- are you feeling alright? … Are you injured?”

No immediate response besides from an audible ‘fuck’ coming from Charles. With a sluggish motion, he reaches his arm up to move the visor up.

“... Max? Is he- is he okay?” His own worries are making themselves clear in his voice, as if he's desperate for an answer.

The team principal sighs. “You’re not supposed to worry about him right now, Charles. The Marshalls and the medical crew are on their way over. Stay still and calm.”

The Ferrari driver lets out a strained breath, finding himself closing his eyes again at the ever growing pain. Pulsing through his muscles and bones, down his spine and his whole back.

“Is Max okay?” Charles asks again, maybe the conversation is just a distraction from the situation. Or, he really does care about Max Verstappen that much.

A moment of silence before another man at the pit wall speakers through the radio. “We’ve been told he's okay. A little shaken up, but no injuries.”

The Monegasquan doesn't get the chance to speak again, before a crew member does.

“Can you feel your legs? Your arms? Do you feel any pain?”

“.... Are you sure he's fine? He didn't get hurt?” 

He really is desperate, he needs to know how his on-track rival is doing. He'd hate himself if they both got hurt because of all this.

“This isn't about Max. But, yes, we're sure. Please tell me if you're feeling any pain.”

It's clear from the start Charles isn't in the correct headspace to cooperate with the other members of the team. Even though he refuses to admit his own situation, the pain is seeping into his tone.

The team principal is just about to break the brief silence before Charles speaks again. All while the medical crew is getting closer.  “Tell Max I’m not angry. I don't care that he crashed into me.”

“But- you're probably injured, Charles. For fuck’s sake-”

“Tell him that, it's all I want.”

“Fine, I will. Now-”

“How’s Carlos?”

“Carlos is okay too, he'll see you at the hospital once everything is over. Now, please, take a deep breath. I know you feel stressed and hurt.”

Charles gives in and he takes a deep breath, he can hear the medical team and the car in a distance now. “I want to see him, right now.”

“Who? Carlos?”

“Max.”

“That won't happen. Tell me where it hurts the most, Charles.”

It's a quick paced conversation, leaving little to no air between every exchanged sentence between the driver and the team.

“At the hospital, tell him… to come to my room.” It's getting more difficult to make the words come out with his usual ease, the pain eating away at him is getting in the way. 

“With Christian too? Or just Verstappen?”

“Fuck no- Horner doesn't give a shit that I’m hurt.” Another quiet groan slips past his lips, though this time it might be his annoyance directed at Red Bull's team principal rather than anything else. “He just wants Max to win.”

“Stop talking about him for one second. Keep calm, that's all I’m asking you to do.” 

“- Christian will find his way to blame the crash on us, even if I’m fucking bleeding.”

It all feels like a haze when the medical crew arrives by the crashed Ferrari, helping Charles out of the car as the driver struggles to stand and properly support himself. As he's being led into the ambulance, the overwhelming pain and anxiety might as well knock him out.

The helmet’s been removed along with the rest of the gear at this point; gloves, earbuds, balaclava. The medical crew is gently examining him, checking the blood and bruises at the side of his back and if he's injured anywhere else.

It was a hard crash, and it definitely left its marks on Charles. Before he knows it, he's been taken from the circuit to the nearby hospital. He’d passed out in the back of the ambulance, when he wakes up again the pain has lessened. It feels dull. He must’ve been given medications.

It's not the worst crash in the history of Formula One, but it will still be remembered.

The fluorescent lights are bright when Charles finally opens his eyes, becoming aware of his surroundings and the hospital room he finds himself in. White walls and gray boring floor. Plain looking chairs and a shelf which lacks any decorations. There’s only two books in there and a plant made out of plastic.

The room is empty, but there are distant voices coming down the hall behind the closed door. He prays that the press isn’t here, it's probably the last thing he wants right now. 

He wants it to be just him and Max.

Just Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen.

The door opens, and a nurse comes in. Dressed in the usual hospital attire. The conversation is short lived, and he's barely paying attention. 

He's injured, he was bleeding- blah, blah, blah.  Where is his promised visitor?

“- Just let me know if you need anything, there's water on the side table if you need it. You do have two visitors, but after that I'd suggest getting some more rest.”

Charles gives a brief nod in response and the nurse soon disappears through the same door. A few beats of silence before steps can be heard approaching the room again. It's Carlos… and Max.

The two seem to whisper to themselves, as if to decide who would go into the room first. Carlos ends up staying out in the hallway, and Max steps inside. Closing the door shut behind him, before slowly approaching the bed.

“I heard you were really worried for me.” Max speaks up without any proper greeting, his tone is gentle and a little quiet. Far from the blunt type he'd usually be during race weekends. The Dutch man brings a chair over and sits down, Charles watches in silence.

Charles shifts, the movement itself doesn’t hurt as much anymore, but he’d be lying if he said his current situation wasn't uncomfortable, the way he’s still somewhat lethargic and the way his change of clothes feel against his skin. 

He doesn’t want to be here, but at least Max is here… with him.

“I was- I am worried about you.” he replies, his voice coming out weak but the genuine affection doesn’t go unnoticed to the other. Max can’t help but smile; a mixture of sadness, worry and relief on his face. 

Sad to see the fellow driver injured, but relieved to know he’s okay.

Max leans back in the chair and tilts his head slightly to the left. He lets out a quiet breath before saying: “But you’re the one in pain here, not me.”

“You’re right, but… “ Charles pauses, it’s unclear if he’s trailing off intentionally or not. “It doesn’t make me any less worried about you.”

A beat of silence, Max seems to think about what to say. Contemplating his choice of words as he fiddles with his hands. “... I worried about you too, a lot. Carlos too, of course.” He almost looks like he’s about to say something else, but he keeps his mouth shut.

The Red Bull driver doesn’t ask the words aloud, but the look in his eyes as their gazes meet says it all. His blue eyes glimmer in the bright light, as if to ask ‘how are you doing?’

“I’ve been better,” Charles says, trying to play it off like no big deal. “I think I’ll be out of here soon.”

“What about next week? WIll you be able to race?” 

The questions are quite surface-levelled, but Charles can feel there’s an underlying tone to them, other worries that Max is not saying outright. 

“We’ll see about that, but if I can’t do it, you’ll have to fight Carlos for a win instead.”

“It wouldn’t be as fun to race against Carlos” Max comments, looking down at his hands for a second. “It wouldn’t be the same thing, but- don’t tell him that.”

Charles raises an eyebrow, finding what he’d said a little amusing. 

“I won’t let him know that you obviously think I’m the better Ferrari driver.” He can’t stop himself from chuckling. His laugh is more often than not contagious and Max laughs quietly too. The worries eyes and soft smile remain on Max’s expression, it don’t seem like it will disappear anytime soon

The air is light, and so is the tone of their conversation. As if it’s an unspoken rule of theirs to not get overly personal in moments like this, especially when they know someone’s standing right outside the door.

“Can I ask what Christian is saying about all of this?” Charles suddenly asks, his own facial features softening. He never takes his eyes off of Max. There are so many things left unsaid in the silence filling between them, but they never delve further into it.

“He’s pretty upset, … I don’t think you’d want more details.”

Charles slowly nods, and he doesn’t ask any more questions regarding Red Bull’s team principal.

Max speaks again: “I think Carlos wants to see you now, I’d imagine he’s still a little shaken up too.” He rises from his seat before the other man can even let the words register in his hazy mind. Max is about to turn and leave before he faces Charles again.

“I’m really glad to know you’re okay-” he cuts himself off as if to think about what to say next. “I just want you to know that.”

Charles smiles; brighter than before and shifts another time. Without a word, he reaches his arms out in a cautious manner.

“Just hug me already.” he says, but he only got half way through the sentence before he feels Max’s arms around him. 

A careful grip - not wanting to hurt the other - but still one full of affection and care. Neither of them want to let go, and if one of them weren’t injured, Max would’ve pat his back too.

Nothing more is said after that, Max slowly pulls away from the hug. Knowing he should go so Carlos can get some alone time with Charles as well. The man lying on the bed watches as Max turns around and walks out. 

From rivals on the track to close friends in a hospital room, without the constant eyes on them and the press watching their every move.

[swallowtail-ageha]

One day someone will make a series/musical a la hamilton/ofmd about the late roman republic and everyone on tumblr will hail it as a second coming of christ and there will be gay fanarts of pompeus and caesar intensely kissing and they'll make sad poetry about cicero after the death of tullia and clodius will be turned into the slutty fun uncle that is going to be drawn with the beans style mouth and catullus will be the poor little fandom meow meow and everyone will be so obnoxious about it till the natural cycle of tumblr favourite shows about historical figures will occour and people will start discourse like "isn't cicero a literal slave owner??" "It's kinda fucked up that someone is showing dictator and warmonger caesar in a blorbo way" and it'll be put on the irredeemable media lists and people will have "if you like Roman Late Republic Show DNI!!!"

[unyandere]

Yandere killer x reader who is a Theatre Kid and CAN’T stop making musical references every two seconds

Tw: Theatre kid behaviour (I should know, I’m a theatre kid) songs from Hamilton, Epic:the musical, Six, Heaters, Ride the Ciclone (and maybe other musicals) mention

Maybe some musical references here and there but nothing too big

Other Tw: probably cringy, I feel bad for the Yandere, LOTS of bad English, oh dear you are not ready for this musicals references (I am not tagging the musicals fandoms, I feel like my silly goofiness is too overwhelming today)

Wanna read more unyandered works? Here’s the master post

You shot your photo aaaand… posted!

Now that you thought about it, this was your first post on insta, and it was a photo of you smiling in the theatre awaiting to see the play that would’ve started in just a few moments.

You almost couldn’t contain your excitement, buying the ticket had been a real struggle, but finally you would have been able to see THAT musical.

You were mumbling some of the songs from the musical you heard on Spotify, while trying to calm yourself down.

After a couple of seconds you heard a ping, a notification, from your phone.

The show would have started in less than 10 minutes, but looking at a notification wouldn’t take more than a couple of seconds.

Well, looking at the phone you noticed it was just your childhood friend liking your post.

You smiled at yourself.

On the other hand, your so called childhood friend was… well, he was certainly not well.

Tied up to a chair, beaten up and, oh lord, were those burn marks on his head?!

Yeah, he wasn’t exactly at his best.

But the guy in the same room as him, who, oh so casually, was smoking a cigarette, that so casually happened to be the cause of the burn marks, was someone that could be considered physically well, mentally… let’s just say his therapist had to see another therapist who also needed to see another therapist after that and so on.

The cigarette-smoking-guy was also in a good mood!

Talk about being lucky…

Why? Well, he just found that his muse, his everything, his sweetheart (who didn’t even know him but those are just flimsy details, aren’t they?) was pretty close to where he and his victim were and, on top of that, was oh so cutely looking at a play.

He didn’t really like plays, but if his sweetheart, his everything, his muse liked them… well he could stand to lose a few pounds hours.

Maybe… just maybe… after this job (extorting vital info for a particular company from your friend) (he was really keen on making your friend either disappear or become his accomplice in making you fall in love with himself), he could wash himself, dress up nicely and, maybe, meet you outside the theatre.

And, who knows, maybe he could… dine with you? Oh, how his mind rode off thinking of all the things you two could do together.

It took him ten minutes to recompose himself, ten minutes that he could have used to finish this job earlier.

He almost got angry with himself, but he stopped before: he didn’t have the time for that.

And so he looked at your friend.

“Sooo… how about you tell me those little secrets of yours, then you help me out with this one little-itty-bitty really legal thing and then, on an incredible note, I let you live?” He asked smiling at your friend.

Your friend sighed.

Three hours later you went out of the theatre, feeling refreshed and happy after seeing the whole play.

You knew you would sing those songs in repeat for the next three weeks.

But, as soon as you were outside you saw your childhood friend with… a guy in a black trench that looked like the outlet version of JD from Heaters.

Obviously, you went to your friend to greet them and tell them what a GREAT show you saw and give them a preview on how you would annoy them for the coming weeks.

They looked at you smiled (kinda forcefully?) and introduced to you their new friend telling you that “They were also musicals fans”.

To be honest, that was in no way true, he, the killer and kinda kidnapper on demand, hadn’t seen A musical in his whole life, he just knew some of the most famous titles.

But he did ask your friend to introduce him in a way you would want to talk to him.

And BOY DID THAT WORK.

You grabbed his wrist, your happy-neutral expression becoming more and more crazed-happy the more seconds passed.

“You..” you looked at him, eyes shining “You like musicals?!”

He slowly nodded (he was in an emotion between the most extreme happiness one can feel, the most fear one can feel and the most in love one can feel).

You stopped breathing for a moment.

“OMG! WHATSYOURFAVOURITEMUSICAL?WHATDOYOUSING?YOULOOKLIKEABASSBUTYAKNOWIDONTLIKETOMAKEASSUMPTIONS…DIDYOUSEETHISPLAY?DIDYOULIKETHELASTSONG?IDIDNTREALLYLIKEHOWTHEYEXCLUDEDTHECHORUSBUTICANUNDERSTANDTHESTORYREASONBEHINDITIMEANITOBVIOUSLYISAMETAPHORABOUTTHEPROTAGONISTBEINGABLETOBETHEMSELVESALONEWITHOUTTHENEEDOFANYONETELLINGTHEMWHATTHEYHAVETOBETOBEHAPPYBUTWHATDIDYOUTHINKABOUTTHISDECISION?” You asked, not so calmly.

He didn’t process the question, more precisely, while trying to understand what you were saying his brain went into overload, caused a crisis and collapsed on itself leaving him with one thought: her face was really cute.

“I like your head” he said, not being able to form a decent phrase.

You obviously took the reference (which technically wasn’t there) and laughed.

“Man, you Henry the VIII?” You joked.

He didn’t understand the joke, and neither did he remember anything about Henry the VIII apart from him being called the “Golden Prince” or something, so he thought you were looking at him and complimenting him on his looks.

And he totally had to return a compliment.

But then another person, a girl you knew from drama class, chimed in wanting to ask your thoughts on the play but she was stopped by him (who misinterpreted her wanting to come to you as her trying to attack you)

“Yo, you got a bone to pick?!” He asked her.

You and her looked at each other, then him, then each other again and you both, being both theatre kids obviously, smiled devishly.

“You’ve come so far why now are you pulling on my dick? I’d normally slap your face off, and everyone here could watch, but here’s some advice listen up” you both sang and then took a (extremely melodramatic) breath “BEEYOTCH”

And, yes, you both started little dancing together the choreography.

Nit doing it too much (cuz you know you were still in public) but doing it enough for your friend and mr. Killer and kidnapper on demand to see.

And he… he was confused.

What the hell did you two just do? Why did you two sing? Why were you both moving your hips? What did he say that made you two act like that.

“Why Lord-“ he started but as soon as he said that you two stopped looked at each other and attempted the last part of “The ballad of Jane Doe” (the part with the Why Lord) even though none of you were a soprano so what people heard were two chicken like voices schreeching and hurting everyone’s ears.

And now, now he was regretting his life choices, as he was cursing the fact that he was in love with you and not with, idk, a mentally stable and not socially awkward person.

“You are the-“ before he could even finish the sentence you two chances song, almost reading in each other’s mind with the typical telepathy ability that all theatre kids have once they sell their soul to the devil in exchange for the part they want to be casted as.

“-WORST KIND OF GOOD CAUSE YOU ARE NOT EVEN GREAT! A GREEK WHO REEKS OF FALSE RIGHTEOUSNESS THAT’S WHAT I HATE!!!” You and your drama class classmate sang as one voice as you both exchanged really full of pride stares to one another.

“I-I’m sorry” mumbled the Yandere “I will go to work”

And as soon as he said the word WORK, an ancient almost primal instinct woken up inside you and your classmate.

And you both started singing “The schuyler sisters” from Hamilton

And so, the Yandere pining over you just, quietly, walked away.

Traumatized and comforted by your friend who was also put at discomfort by your… peculiar antics.

[ashwithapen]

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13 reasons why (show, haven't read book)

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avpm, avps, avpsy (musicals)

bo burnham (musician + comedian)

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circe (book)

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good will hunting (movie)

greek mythology

hamilton (musical)

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heartstopper (show, haven't gotten to read the graphic novels yet)

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how to train your dragon (movies + show)

how to train your dragon soundtrack

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jacob collier (musician)

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john powell (film composer)

magnus chase and the gods of asgard (books)

modern baseball (band)

mom jeans. (band)

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origami angel (band)

rainbow kitten surprise (band)

sherlock (bbc show)

sleepy bois inc. (content creator group; fuck wilbur soot)

song of achilles (book)

soundtracking & symbolism in music

star wars

studio ghibli (movies by the animation company)

the 1975 (band)

the star and the sun (book; still reading)

the oh hellos (band)

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Drop the Miku Binder TJ rant bestie

okay so like

i was just thinking about it, and, like, i think it's fucking nuts but also really weird how the hamilton fandom (which i'm in but i swear i'm not an uwu lams turtles shipper please) somehow took this CRUSTY, TERF-BANGED, UGLY, OLD, REDHEADED, RAPIST ASS MOTHERFUCKER,

and turned his ugly ass into this.

like damn what the hell- what- how???? okay like yeah, they're using daveed diggs as a base for this bullshit, which, okay, fine, but YOU DID NOT NEED TO ADD THE INFO. The idea itself is funny but also a bit weird, however im 99% sure Diggs himself wore that shirt. However, all of the extra info??? come on. Where'd the fandom get this istg y'all-

Also, also, they did something similar by making John Laurens (gay blonde dumbass) into an UWU turtles boy. ....why. Bi trash coffee gremlin tumblr over-worked sleep-deprived alexander hamilton. like yeah relatable but. why. small bean big sweater uwu innocent boy blushy short james madison. ...why. bro was stubborn and would pick a fight and was the 'fuck you' type of shy.

I just find it wild the fandom made this and it is the entirety of the fandom into one. There's the good sides, there's the bad, and there's this. Which encompasses the ENTIRE. FUCKING. FANDOM.

The fandom has its headcanons, it has its perks, but then you reach the side where everyone is just a wild fucking original character. They don't model the historical figures anymore- they're just OCs with the name 'Philip Hamilton' or 'John Laurens' or god forbid our third U.S president 'Thomas Jefferson' slapped onto it.

I'm also so confused as to how this is what the fandom is known for. We have some good fics, we have hella good art, we have a M U S I C A L , and then the first thought people have of the Ham fandom is Miku Binder Third President Founding Fucker Slaveowner Thomas Jefferson.

I also find it kind of offensive (almost put insluting oh my ufckjg-) that they made a founder become this but like he'd probably be really pissed so please keep fucking up his memory lmao he deserves it

But like... also why. What made them think of this.

Like yeah I write 20k word TR smut but you don't see me drawing it.

You don't see me making him an UWU e-boy.

...Eh I probably would for shits and giggles tbh

But like this is founding father Thomas Jefferson. Third Pres. Second VP. First Sec. of State. And he is a furry, ex-cocaine addict. Also btw do they mean John Laurens or John Adams as the former drug dealer part because neither are better but it'd really help

Also bro literally raped his 14 year old slave and had like 6 kids with her. He had her room DIRECTLY NEXT TO HIS. He RAPED HIS DEAD WIFE'S HALF-SISTER. AND HE'S A SAD UWU MAN WHO DID NOTHING WRONG?

Let's not forget this same person made a post saying Lizzie (the Queen) would be reincarnated as a horse when she died. I'm serious. Deadass.

However, it's also funny as fuck because this entire thing is a tarnish to Jefferson and I fucking HATE that bastard so like good job lol

At the same time though it's still super weird??? But insane??? Because how did this become one of the Tumblr exclusives??? like it's Tumblr history at this point. Twitter history. You cannot express any like for the Hamilton musical before you get the 'have you seen miku binder thomas jefferson' and it's like 'well shit'.

But also remember: THIS IS NOT AN OC TO FUCK AROUND WITH. Hamilton the Musical specifically gave you and presented you the founder. Thomas Jefferson. Played by Daveed Diggs. Just because it is played by a POC, but also modernized, and vastly different from the actual founder and President, does not mean that at its core it is NOT STILL THE SAME PERSON.

If you name it Thomas Jefferson, if you use the presentation of him given by Daveed Diggs, you are still using that white fucking slave-owning racist motherfucker, and that's the point of it all.

I find it stupid but funny but also insane, and I wouldn't care, unless I KNEW IT WAS SERIOUS. The artist made it seriously. They made John Laurens. They made Philip Hamilton. They did this seriously.

but like also look at this lmao

This meme of Thomas Jefferson in a Hatsune Miku binder really got trending on Twitter at one point

It's an infamous, hellish, classic meme of both Tumblr and the Hamilton fandom, and it deserves what attention it's got, but Jesus please never unironically make shit like this again, Hamilfans, we're stained by this we don't need another😭🔫

EDIT:

i have more

So like, I just remembered: it kinda romanticizes these guys??? The musical??? so like don't get me wrong i love the music but... it puts them into this light. This pink light. It paints Hamilton as an abolitionist who was outspoken about it. When, in reality, dude traded and sold slaves for his in-laws + wasn't all that outspoken about it + was against immigrants or migrants, WHEN DUDE WAS FROM THE ISLANDS. HE HAD SCOTTISH BLOOD. AND HE'S AGAINST IT? Hypocrisy at its finest.

Washington also owned slaves and ran his own plantation too, so he's not off the hook. Madison, the 'uwu small bean' of the fandom, also owned slaves and ran a plantation. So the main people of this entire fiasco are slave-owners. Perfect. But also I've heard Ron Chernow's book on Hamilton, the entire start of the musical, is a bit biased to Ham himself, so...

You could be saying 'but FDRsduckfloaty, Sally is mentioned!' yes. But however, not enough. Not more. It's not even implied more than potentially ONCE what he did, and I'm not sure it ever was! Cabinet battle 3 states it flat-out but it was cut. For your info, Ben Franklin and John Adams are the only two you can really like in the slavery aspect. Ben bought them but let them go for their freedom, and John detested slavery and was against it. Never owned one.

Jefferson did add a slavery clause to the declaration but it was discarded, and he didn't fight half as much as he could have. Maybe he did and since it was the 1700s he didn't have a lot of support, but surely he could've done something like, I don't know, call it out after his terms? Once you're done gaining your second term and out of office, they can't do shit to it or your presidency, since it's over.

So the musical itself has its own problem and the fandom is even worse. It blatantly disregards that a LOT. A hella lot of the amrev fandom + a small part of the ham fandom has called TJeffs out for it but I mean can we please not make shit like Miku Binder Jefferson and act like he wasn't an actual child rapist???

This video does pretty well at it. I will admit the tagline 'America then, told by America now' almost sends shivers down my spine for what it really means. But then again I find men not knowing they'd make it down into the history books for starting the world's global power and the world's economic powerhouse pretty interesting. Doing something big and knowing it's historical, but not that it's going to form a very, VERY large country, where you'll be honored down the road and called a Founding Father of an entire nation? Signing papers and not knowing they're the founding stones of a country and still looked up to today? Intriguing.

But like still fuck Thomas Jefferson lmao

there's a lot more videos on it that dig deep, but the point is, that Hamilton is a good musical with good songs but it's also very... complex, and a bit problematic, Thomas Jefferson is a little bitch, and you should stan 1776 before you ever stan Hamilton. 1776 does not do this. It is much more realistic. 1776 has Benjamin Franklin and that's an immediate win. Be more like a 1776, be less like a Hamilton.

[chaotic-history]

"While waiting [for Émilie], [Voltaire] seemed attached to several horses, for he had made the little 'abbé' Linant come to Rouen and even offered hospitality to another young man named Lefebvre, a budding poet aged 20 like the other, and like a certain Lamare, the third ephebos that he cosseted and who was also an abbot. The first had already made a trip to Paris to keep his acquaintance with [Lord Bolingbroke]. This boy seems to have had equivocal relations with Cideville, which makes this phrase from a letter from Voltaire from May 29 to this advisor, a letter prior to the return of the 'chubby abbot', amusing: 'When he wants to come back to Paris, I will rent him a hole near my house; he will furthermore be the master of dinner and supper every day in my retreat.' He practically offered him to share his bed. The presence of these two young men by him distinctly reminds one of the young 'writers' that the abbé Desfontaines, the famous pederast, had had near him for so long, and who served at once as mignons and secretaries. Even if he did not take up with them the liberties that he had formerly had with Thieriot in M. Alain's study, he still cherished this extreme familiarity with young people." - Voltaire et Frédéric II by Roger Peyrefitte.

FIRST off, why are we stating as fact that any "liberties" happened with Thieriot. There is zero proof. There is circumstantial evidence in that you could interpret V's letters to Thieriot as being kinda gay and then infer that "liberties" occurred, but even if we are interpreting the letters as gay, that's still a big jump to make from 'V felt more than just friendship for Thieriot' to 'they definitely slept together', which there's no real evidence for.

Second of all, there is no evidence of anything going on with Linant. Nancy Mitford suggested it as well, with the reasoning being that Linant was stupid and useless and why else would V keep him around, which is the same argument that's been used for V and Thieriot being gay. But a relationship between V and Linant being a possible explanation for something does not mean that that's evidence for a relationship, and Mitford doesn't cite anything V wrote as potential proof. And also like. The man resorted to full-on referring to his plays + la Henriade as his children to an extent and (unofficially) adopted Marie-Françoise and pretty much Reine Philiberte and Villette as well. And reading the letters about Linant from V to Cideville, and V talking about Linant's improvements in writing, it very much sounds like he's just proud of Linant and sees himself as a father figure. Again, also just a possibility, but it works equally well as an explanation and it fits into an already established pattern, plus it's based on what V actually wrote.

Thirdly, I would like to emphasise the "aged 20". "Aged 20" is not the same as what the "famous pederast" was doing.

Fourthly, saying that that quote about Linant coming back to Paris is "practically offering him to share his bed" is the single most batshit far-fetched gay interpretation I have ever seen in my life, and I was in the Hamilton fandom for three years. Genuinely how do you even get there. Bitch could've invited Linant to stay with him but he specifically said he'd rent him a different place. How does that equate to inviting him into his bed. This part alone is what's gonna convince me of Peyrefitte's bottom V thesis cause I can interpret two letters in that way and I can no longer be self-conscious about how I interpret literally anything, because it's still gonna be 10 miles more sane and evidenced than anything Peyrefitte's said.

@enlitment I apologise deeply for making you read this, but here's a taste of why the book sucks... Turns out I actually stopped reading on page 20 lol cause that's where my yelling at Peyrefitte in the margins stops.

[renadactyl]

Introduction!

Hello! You can call me Ren or William and I go by he/they/it pronouns. I’m quite new to Tumblr so I do apologize for any mistakes I may make along the way while I get to know this social media. I’m a multi-fandom fanfiction author, and I’m always open to certain requests! Here’s some more about me so you know what fandoms I write for and what I will and won’t write:

Fandoms I’ll Write For

ANIME:

Moriarty the Patriot (favorite fandom)

Jujutsu Kaisen (fourth favorite fandom)

Neon Genesis Evangelion (fifth favorite fandom)

Bungou Stray Dogs

Spy x Family

Attack on Titan

Death Note

Haikyuu!

LIVE ACTION TV SHOWS/MOVIES:

BBC Sherlock (third favorite fandom)

Fleabag

The X Files

Game of Thrones

The Artful Dodger

VIDEO GAMES:

Genshin Impact

The Arcana (second favorite fandom) (still in the middle of playing all the routes, but I’m already obsessed)

BOOKS/BOOK SERIES:

Sherlock Holmes (series of short stories written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)

MUSICALS:

Les Miserables

Sweeney Todd

Hamilton

Moulin Rouge

Cabaret

Be More Chill

“Will and Won’t”s

Will do angst, fluff, comfort, smut, whatever you can imagine. I’m willing to write incredibly graphic and intense works, but when it comes to smut, nothing too kinky. And please, although it shouldn’t even have to be said, do not request smut for characters under the age of eighteen (I won’t do aged up versions of minor characters either).

Will do almost any ship, but there are some ships I won’t write for, specifically abusive ships and ships including incest or ships with large age gaps. Other than that, I’m pretty open for even some of the most wildest ships. There’s also a few characters I may refuse to write certain types of fanfiction for because of personal reasons such as them being a triggering character for me (such as Asuka from NGE), me despising their character because they’re a disgusting person (such as Mori from BSD), and etcetera.

Will do character x reader works, polyamory “x reader” works, and other various forms of that genre. I’m fine with pretty much anything.

Will do works featuring mental disorders including depression, anxiety, autism, ADHD, etcetera. I’m very open to whatever and whatever headcanons you may want me to include!

Basic DNI/WON’TS including: racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, pedophilia, sexism, anti-abortion… along those lines.

For more info on me, here are some little facts!

I have diagnosed autism, depression, and anxiety. I have undiagnosed ADHD.

I’m omni-pansexual and arospike.

I identify as a demiboy

I like to analyze characters a lot, resulting in plenty of essays on some of the characters from my favorite fandoms (especially BSD). If you ever want to request an analysis, that’s totally welcome too!

My top eight kins are William James Moriarty, Satoru Gojo, Julian Devorak, (BBC) Sherlock Holmes, Kaeya, Ranpo Edogawa, Fleabag, and Osamu Dazai.

My current top five favorite ships are Sherliam (from MTP), Kawoshin (from NGE), Satosugu (from JJK), Johnlock (from BBC Sherlock), and Asrian (from The Arcana).

I am unhealthily obsessed right now with The Arcana’s Asra.

[fandomanimatic-tournament]

Fandom song animatic tournament: Side A Round 1

You'll be back - Hamilton Musical

"You'll be back like before I will fight the fight and win the war For your love, for your praise And I'll love you 'til my dying days When you're gone, I'll go mad So don't throw away this thing we had 'Cause when push comes to shove I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love"

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing - Set it Off

"So could you Tell me how you're sleeping easy How you're only thinking of yourself Show me how you justify Telling all your lies like second nature Listen, mark my words, one day (one day) You will pay, you will pay Karma's gonna come collect your debt"

Remember that we're voting on how Iconic they are for ANIMATICS, not for the song itself. In order to make things fair, the tone and mood of the song should not affect how iconic it is (for example, a serious song should not be considered more iconic than a joke song just because it's serious)

Propaganda and animatic links of the songs under the cut:

You'll be back - Hamilton Musical

Propaganda:

the amount of animatics I had to sort through to find the one I was actually looking for was astronomical

Animatics with the song:

Karmaland Animatic

Steven Universe

Hazbin Hotel

Villainous

The Lion King

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing - Set it Off

Propaganda:

I was appalled when I found out this song had a chance if not appearing on the polls. This song is my everything. It was there for me in my darkest moments and for my brightest days. This song and all it's animatics got me through life both metaphorically and literally. This song is my everything

wolf in sheeps clothing turned me evil as a young child /pos

This had SUCH an effect on me in middle school

The anthem for edgy middle schoolers with tragic OCs everywhere Not to mention that "Burn. In. HELLLLLLLLLL YEAAHHHHH!" Is just downright iconic

Admittedly I still want to make an animatic for this myself, but it's a fun song that just OOZES villainous or anti-hero charm and popping up unexpectedly and the bridge???? Shifting from darker to hopeful only to drop back down?? "Start all over, start all over-- who am I kidding, let's not get overzealous here! You've always been a huge piece of shit" is just. mwah. incredible. And there's an official acoustic version of it too which I don't know if it's used as often but it has an entirely different vibe. Instead of the cocky or confident singer who has their target EXACTLY where they want them, it's someone who's given up and is tired of all of it. There's Options. it's fantastic.

Animatics with the song:

DSMP Technoblade animatic

Yandere Highschool

Your Turn To Die

Miraculous Ladybug

Scum Villain Self Serving System

Please keep in mind that I don't know all the media and fandoms of the animatics provided as examples and I don't have the time (nor the will) to research them all. Don't come into my notes or my ask box complaining about them being included, I will simply block you.

[legallybrunettedotcom]

the funny thing about those posts about how no one on tumblr fucks/goes out or whatever is that they always read as like super try hard. theres just something so 13 year old-y about coming onto tumblr.com, logging into your fandom blog and being like "omg you losers don't fuck hard and nasty and Smoke Drugs like I do!! only cool people who fuck watch super fucked up tv shows like ME, the guy who watches nbc Hannibal!", like wow ok you're super cool babe i bet you've never watched an episode of bluey, you're soooo edgy, you wanna take me back to yours and we can watch your super fucked up irredeemable shows that only horny chads with fat hogs like you could ever possibly understand (succession).

it's like hanging out with someone who just started smoking weed and is still being really annoying about it. i think some of those people's brains would explode if they realised that out there there's a bluey watching, our flag means death fan, piccrew profile picture, hamilton quoting disney adult who is having crazier kinkier sex than they can even imagine

lmaoooo right?? those polls and reactions they produced were soooo immature. i actually couldn't believe the way people were acting. like people in their 20s saying oh you don't fuck? LOSER !!! tumblr has become a bit of a stage for those who want to live out their mean girls fantasy. i don't think anyone should be forced to talk about their sexual experiences or lack of them, or just sex in general, but also don't think those same people should be acting like it's some unnatural and weird act and people who have sex and discuss it are nymphomaniac freaks and those discussions are gonna hurt their poor little innocent soul, they're all such babies and so clueless waaaah. and regarding media, shows and movies you mention, it's like one second we were talking about media literacy and the state of art today, unwillingness to engage with something more challenging and the next one it's like how do i turn this into a chad vs virgin battle. honestly i've been mostly ignoring all of this discourse. it was like a sign every day that made me go ok time to log off.

[bloodyshadow1]

Epic on Stage pt 2

Characters doublecast Pt 1

Epic on Stage Pt1

Just because I'm in the mood for it, second idea I thought about for when Epic is a stage musical.

I like Hamilton's method of having their actors who play characters in act 1, play characters in act 2. I know Hamilton has fallen out of favor, that's not what this is about, but I think the idea is smart to have the actors double cast for characters in both acts. It's economic for theater and it can be interesting to show off the storytelling aspects of the show. Especially since like in Hamilton, a lot of the characters in act 1 don't show up in act 2. Also, I am aware that currently, Jorge has people cast as the roles, I'm not sure if that will stay the same if the musical every comes to fruition, but I am not trying to cut anyone out or say they did a bad job. I am just someone on the edge of the fandom, pretty new to it, who thinks from a story telling perspective double, or even triple casting actors would be an interesting idea.

Especially because while Epic has an act 1 and 2, it also is broken up into a lot of mini sagas, 9 if I counted correctly. Characters that show up in 1 saga a lot of the time don't show up in later ones save for Odysseus, Eurylochus, Athena, Zeus, Poseidon, and Hermes. Four of them are gods so they don't die and come back, but most of the characters aren't that way given the body counts in the series. So even if they do show up in both acts, most of the time there is time in between the sagas. Doublecasting would keep things economical in the cast since there are so many characters who only appear for 1 act and then die or aren't shown again, but it would also give the actors something more to do. I am not an actor or a singer, but I would be frustrated if I practiced a lot for opening night, only to have 1 role in a saga and that's it.

Obviously Odysseus and his actor would be the same, like how Hamilton is played by the same actor throughout. However from a story telling perspective I think it would be interesting if he was the only character with a consistent actor.

First I am thinking of Penelope, she is a very important character to the musical as Odysseus' wife and a huge part of him wanting to make it home, but not a very present part of the play. For a lot of the sagas, she's more of a narrative device instead of a character. She doesn't show up until the Ithaca Saga which is the climax of the musical. I think it would be smart to have the actress cast as Penelope to be the only one triple cast, and have her play Circe and Calypso. The 3 'love interests' of the story, Odysseus' Seducer, his Warden, and his Wife. Metaphorically, it shows that Penelope is always on his mind, he's seeing her in other women, and that no matter how beautiful they are, Penelope will always have his heart.

Also, with modern stories and audiences there's been a move away from enjoying the stories about the hero rescuing a damsel in distress, as most of the time the damsel is just a mcguffin or plot device instead of a character, a reward for the journey instead of a person. Modern audiences have moved away from shipping the hero with the princess and more with the hero with their companions as they feel more fleshed out and more earned with what they went through together. By having the actress who plays Penelope also play Circe and Calypso, I think it would help Penelope feel more like a person than a plot device because she would be in the narrative consistently, metaphorically at least.

I think that due to their similar personalities and working as foils, Polities and Telemachus could also be played by the same actor. I think they are both the naive but hopeful characters in the play, one is Odysseus' best friend who he lost and his beloved son that he wants to get back to. They both also haunt the narrative as Polities dies early on in the play, almost begging Odysseus to keep his heart open while Telemachus is the son Odysseus barely knew but wants to get back to. It also serves an an interesting twist with Athena as she writes off Polities' death callously, but has grown and considers Telemachus her friend to the point where him being insulted gives her a second wind. I think it would also work as Odysseus loses Polities early on and while it is not the start of his path of pain, it is a huge part that can't be overlooked. While being reunited Telemachus is not the end of Odysseus' Journey, that small bit of happiness and joy of seeing his son after all these years gives him the strength to go on and finish his story.

Next, I think the actor playing Eurylochus should also play the lead suitor of Penelope as they are contrasting foils, Antinuous (I've seen him called). Eurylochus is a decent man who while violent, does his best to keep Odysseus grounded. He is an antagonist in the actual sense as he eventually turns against Odysseus when he feels his king and friend has stopped caring about his men and would sacrifice them all to get to Ithaca. It is tragic, but he isn't a villain, he's someone who tries to do the right thing. His actions aren't malicious, they're just two men at the end of their ropes, he doesn't always give the best advice, but it is what he feels is right and it's tragic when he dies because he did love Odysseus as a brother, but they both went through too much to be the same men they were when they left home. Antinuous by contrast is a pure villain, he means to usurp Odysseus' kingdom, rape his wife, and murder his son. He is not as powerful as the things Odysseus has overcome on his journey which fits his parallels with Eurylochus, but he is more personal as he is in his hope and a danger to his family. Antinuous is also a coward, he treats Odysseus' family the way he does because he believes that Odysseus is dead and he won't ever have to face him. He bullies Telemachus, a boy who barely knows how to use a sword, because he's bigger and stronger, he can do what he wants. By Contrast, Eurylochus is not a coward, he is prone to violence, but he is not a coward by any means. He's okay with being the scout, he faces much of the same danger that Odysseus does, and when their brotherhood breaks, he challenges Odysseus to a duel instead of assuming he's dead and bullying his family. Eurylochus' death is seen as tragic, as Odysseus has fallen so far and his last friend is dead at his hands, not a plan gone wrong or he pissed off the wrong god and got him killed, but by his own sword. Antinuous however, Odysseus killing him is not only easy, but seen as just, Antinuous is evil and by killing him and Odysseus kills the other suitors and takes back his home metaphorically.

Done for now, will keep posting at least once more. Hope people are interested