"𝓘'𝓶 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼, 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓭 𝓫𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮" Meet Mystique Thomas a fun care free girl who works as a biker bar in the middle of know here Pennsylvania. She also happens to be best friends with Jonathan Groff. They go way back nearly to infancy. When Jon left however to go start shooting tv show glee, his 'big break' as Misty always likes to call it, they lost contact. Their sibling-like bond however isn't as easily damage-able. What happens when Jon shows up with an opportunity for Misty to perform in a musical written by none other than the Lin Manuel Miranda? What happens when the cute guy at the bar that Misty gives her number too just so happens to be in the cast for said musical? Will sparks fly? Or will fires fade out? This is Dandelions a Daveed Diggs story. {Daveed Diggs x OC} *STRONG LANGUAGE* Literally the only thing I own is the plot line, and my characters, that's it, everything else I do not own.

angst but not angst, Angst for 2 chapters. Daveed Diggs was walking down the streets of NYC, and accidentally spilt coffee on a woman who was walking too. She ends up working at the theaters of Hamilton, and this goes on.

Under construction 1k reads✔️ 10k reads✔️ 20k reads✔️ 30k reads ✔️ 40k reads ✔️ 50k reads ◻️ I don't own the Hamilton cast it rightful belongs to the genius Lin-Manuel Miranda and Abi my OC rightful belongs to me. :)

This is a fanfiction that takes place from 1789 on unless otherwise specified. --------------- All characters belong to Lin-Manuel Miranda unless said otherwise. Songs referenced belong to the respected owners. Attractive body mentioned throughout belongs to Daveed Diggs.

I stuck out my hand. "My name's Jada." He accepted it. "Okieriete Onaodowan." I blinked. "That is a spectacular name that I don't think I can pronounce." "Most people just call me 'Oak'." [Hamilton]

|| COMPLETE || Traveling a long way from home is hard to do on your own. Especially at the beginning of the revolution. Upon arrival meeting new people who could change her life forever. As long as she doesn't throw away her shot. ***NEEDS EDITING***

I have an undying love for America's favorite fighting frenchman. As a female born in the Carribean to a poor family, who knew I'd end up like that and help in the revolution and be a hero just like my brother; Alexander Hamilton.

A huge fight causes a rift between two childhood best friends. Years later, will different circumstances allow them to mend or has the wound grown too deep? * (au) for book purposes they're only a year apart in age

The story of an unlikely pair who grow a life together. They go through heartache and loss but always stay together when it matters. An OakNee fanfic {DISCONTINUED}

I'm Y/N. Y/N L/N to be exact and I run an endangered wildlife foundation. I also work at a mental institution... recently I've been assigned a new patient. :-: :-: I entered the room and found a man with a fro and neatly trimmed beard, his skin was a beautiful Carmel color that complimented his eyes well. I stared at the man in thought, he wore a straight jacket and his head was hung, breathing softly. I couldn't find a thing wrong with him from the outside. So, I sat across the table from him. "Hello, I'm Dr. L/N. I'll be your new Doctor, as from what be heard, your last one quit. Yes?" I asked calmly. The man looked up and locked eyes with me, "Why hello, darlin'~" he purred. "You could say that. Although, He was such a bore." He yawns with an unamused look. "Your name?" I asked as I pulled out a clipboard, he seemed mentally stable. Why was everyone saying he was so bad? "Thomas Jefferson, but, you can call me daddy~" he cooed. I held back a scoff of disgust, it's going to be a long day.