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My Type is Redheads and You're 10% Ginger so I Still Want to Kiss You or "you said you liked my hair, (so go ahead and touch it.)" by starboy_noah
Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda
27 Mar 2026
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Thomas Jefferson hates Alexander Hamilton.
It's obvious, but most of all—he hates that damned orange streak in Hamilton's hair.
He hates how it's always the first thing that catches Thomas' eye whenever he absentmindedly looks at Hamilton. He hates how it pops out so much. He hates how it's so interesting to him. He hates how his mind keeps wandering, whether it's dyed or genetic or something else entirely that he hasn't ruled out. He hates how he keeps wanting to ask Hamilton about it, even though he knows they're not near close enough to be talking about fucking hair.
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thomas jefferson's really curious about alexander hamilton's hair. and alexander hamilton making him feel things. and perchance they kiss.
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Alexander Hamilton didn’t plan on moving to New York his senior year. He certainly didn’t plan on Thomas Jefferson—the infuriatingly charming, effortlessly popular student—making every day a challenge to his carefully controlled life.
Slowly, inevitably, what starts as friendship becomes something deeper—and neither Alexander nor Thomas is ready to admit it.
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your local jamilton highschool au wherein they're both angsty, awkward teenagers who just happen to have a crush on eachother
warning : op is not american (idk how school works there, be kind to me)
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Hamilton had soggy eggs, cold ketchup, and overcooked rice—somehow, it's Thomas Jefferson's problem too. (A.K.A now he has a pathetic Hamilton on his doorstep trying to seduce him for an omelet.)
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Me projecting on Hamilton because I'm spiteful that my mother cooked me terrible eggs for dinner yesterday, and refused to let me get anything else.
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but i've become a mama's boy for alexander in drag by starboy_noah
Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda
17 Nov 2025
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But his words falter as the woman tosses a playful wink toward the booth, her smile lingering just long enough for Thomas to feel his knees weaken. His hands grip the edge of the table, knuckles white, and even Lafayette can see the absolute disaster of a man sitting before him.
"Mon dieu!" He takes a hold of Thomas' shoulder, shaking him rapidly.
"She's... Oh my god, Gil. Holy shit."
"You are pathetic," Lafayette whispers, smirking, clearly enjoying the show next to him more than the show on stage.
Thomas swallows hard, "She's unreal."...
Lafayette only laughs harder—because he knows.
He knows exactly who was on Thomas' knee, flirting with him shamelessly; He knew exactly who Thomas was falling head-over-heels for.
And Thomas Jefferson—poor, doomed Jefferson—lives in blissful ignorance.or
an overworked down bad jefferson falls for alexander hamilton in drag