Alexander Hamilton has recently been accepted into King's College, and he's scared. He's never had friends growing up, and has too much to say at once. But will his overly energetic room mate change his views of the future ahead of him?
When Alexander wakes up with a flower behind his ear, he knows it means he's fallen in love. Curious to find who it is, he enlists the help of his friends and together they start looking. It can't be that hard... Right? (Story idea credit to Purple_Ghost_1782) Hey everyone, 2022 author here. Keep in mind this was writ...
Title is pretty self-explanatory. Just our dear Hamilton put into weird situations because he doesn't know how to shut up. These are in no particular order, just the order I wrote them in.
College AU John Laurens has a new roommate who seems to have a troubled past. Can John get through to him or will this new roommate be just as silent as the last? It was my sophomore year at Uni and I was doomed to get a new roommate because lucky for me, my old one dropped out. So here I am, nervous as fuck because n...
soul mate /ˈsōl ˌmāt/ noun: soulmate a person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner. ~•~•~•~ John Laurens and Alexander Hamilton are roommates at King's College, but there is one downside. They can't stand each other. To John, Alex is just a stuck up snobby smart kid who wants nothing to do w...
[LAMS college AU] John Laurens, an ordinary South Carolinian college student, makes an online friend named AnotherScottishTragedy. He assumes that this boy is just like him, just an ordinary college student with an ordinary life. When John discovers that his online friend is the famous writer Alexander Hamilton, he is...
Alexander and John were best friends since the beginning of middle school. When Alex is gone John blames himself for not realizing earlier. But was it really all it seemed? ~~ John attends a therapist session to talk about Alex. That's where he realized it wasn't at all what everyone thought happened. He was going to...
Really kinky and lots of smut and stuff
(High school AU) "Alright class. Today we will be doing something called pen pals. You'll be writing to the students from Princeton high school." Mr Washington announced. "Pen pals? What are we? 6?" Alex thought. When Alex and John start writing to each other, everything changes for them.
*Completed All these teenagers...they're all fucked in the brain. At least during the school year they've got supervision and a counselor on hand. Summer though- that's a different story. That's how Medowveiw Camp for Teens got started, back in the eighties. Now it's run by George Washington and his wife, Martha who...
He doesn't notice me He just smiles and says "Thank you for the trigonometry" 'Cause that's all it meant to him.. ~~ Alexander Hamilton is the smartest person at the local high school in New York City. Had a promising future, but no money for it. John Laurens, on the other hand, was the richest person in the same sch...
Alexander Hamilton and jail should never be in the same sentence. And they never were! Until.. the incident. He did something awful and it landed him in jail. John happened to be his cell mate. Fun.
Alexander Hamilton, the embodiment of evil, the Devils right hand man, torturer of souls and killer of the weak. He flies through the human world killing people who's times run out. He loves his job and follows every rule the Devil gives him. Hell is his rightful home. One day Alexander is asighed to take a soul from...
19-year-old John Laurens has been in college for four days before his roommate shows up. When John introduces himself, the boy doesn't say a word. So when Laurens asks for his name, he raises a hand and signs "Alexander Hamilton." This surprises Laurens just a bit, because this boy didn't look like the kind to remain...
Liar. Insane. Thief. Killer. Manipulative. All of these words have been used to describe, the one and only, Alexander Hamilton. "Beware, it goeth before the fall!"
**A twist on the Lee-Laurens duel in which John gets shot instead** Alex knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Not that night, not for the next three nights. See, anytime he closed his eyes he could hear the bullet as it exploded from the barrel of the gun; see John as the color drained from his face, staggering backward...
