Do You Ever Just Read All The Fanfiction In A Fandom And There's Nothing Left? Bc It Happens Too Often

Do you ever just read all the fanfiction in a fandom and there's nothing left? Bc it happens too often for my liking.

You're hired.

Trigger Warning: Dummy thicc James Madison (I’m sorry 🥺👉🏾👈🏾)

Interviewer: Ah, I see. You said you have experience with editing photos and digital art?

Me: Yes.

Interviewer: Do you mind showing me some of your greatest works?

Me: Sure. I call this one: Dummy Thicc James Madison.

Interviewer: I’m sorry, w h a t?

Me:

DUMMY THICC JAMES MADISON-

do you ship jeffmads

musical: yes ofc it’s my otp i will die for this ship

historical: they were platonically in love. RACIST ASSHOLES DESERVE OTHER RACIST ASSHOLES *fucking dabs cuz im that lame*

McHenry meeting the other Aides:

McHenry, walking into Aide office: Hello everybody I'm James McHenry-

Tilghman, wielding his quill like a sword: I'll take you DOWN, Kidder!

Meade, wielding a candlestick: NOT IF I GET YOU FIRST, FISH MAN!

Tilghman, throwing inkwell: OH YOU TAKE THAT BACK YOU-

Hamilton and Laurens: *making out in the corner*

Fitzgerald, chanting: HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO!

Lafayette, bouncing off of walls: IIII WanNA swING~~~~~~ frOM ThE cHANdeLIER~~~~~

McHenry: Umm, am I in the right place?

Harrison, sighing and just trying to do his work: I'm sorry, but yes. Good luck surviving.

um i did a thing-

No one:

Me, having a mental breakdown: Cold in my professions warm in my friendships I wish my dear Laurens that it may be in my power to convince you by actions rather than words that I love you you should not have taken advantage of my sensibilities to steal into my affections without my consent Ternant will relate to you how many violent struggles I have had between duty and inclination how much my heart was with you while I appeared to be most actively employed here I should be seen inexcusable in the light of a citizen if I did not put my full effort into the execution of the black levies when there is the smallest hole of success Oh that I were a Demosthenes no Athenians ever deserved more bitter exportation than my countrymen if anything important should happen in your quarter while I am doing daily penance here and making successless harangues I shall execrate my stars and be out of humour with the world a part for the public and another for you she loves you a l’américaine and not à la francois the stars fight against us my friend is it fortune or false combination that fights against us forever yours forever yours you know the unalterable sentiments of your affectionate Laurens quit your sword my friend put on the toga forever yours forever yours ever forever yours