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Just Hold My Hand | Thomas Jefferson x reader by irishpotatoperson
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You live with an abusive, alcoholic husband who you were forced to marry. When you're invited to a ball it's a chance for you to escape even if he's accompanying you, at least you know he wouldn't beat you in public, but when you go to the ball you bump into a certain southerner you didn't expect to see. I don't own Hamilton or any Hamilton characters.
I'm Sorry (Thomas Jefferson x Reader) by psychicirene
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~IN PROCESS OF EDITING~ Published: 2/22/17 Y/n goes to New York City, leaving her grief and sadness in the Caribbean. She left with her Twin brother Alexander Hamilton to look for Aaron Burr. After her father left, her mother died and then her cousin committed suicide, leaving the Hamilton twins with nothing. When they left, they were happy and excited, but what will await them in New York? What will the revolution turn them into?
jeffmads oneshots by bean-plant
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who doesnt love jeffmads? - probably slow edits ngl, like a week or two apart yikes sorry im lazy
Jeffmads Oneshots by xfayfay72x
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Because I will go down with this ship Also i'm trash (if you haven't noticed) may get steamy if ya know what I mean ;) •credit to midnigtartist on Tumblr for the amazing fanart I used for the cover•
I Came Back for You - Thomas Jefferson X Reader One Shot by NotSoGinger
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The wind blew in a light breeze, the water rushed by the passing ship, the sun high in the sky. The breeze smelled of salt and it felt cold to the touch. Standing proud and tall was a man wearing a magenta trench coat, his big curly hair flew behind him. One hand behind his back while the other gripped tightly on a cane. He's been off in Paris for so long. Yes indeed, Thomas Jefferson was coming home.