How the “Hamilton” Cast Got Broadway's Best Deal
Of all the prizes bestowed on “Hamilton,” its greatest might be the one it cast for itself.

This is the most in-depth discussion of the cast’s profit negotiations I’ve seen.

It’s an incredibly interesting read, down to their email correspondence. I can’t even imagine how nerve-wracking that must’ve been for them, but I’m incredibly proud, not just because they won, but that they went for it. It is unprecedented and they knew how it would be received, but it was necessary and they knew it: Hamilton became not just a Broadway sensation, but a goddamn global phenomenon. Given that this CAST makes up a good part of that phenomenon, they more than deserved to receive a part of its success.


What do Lin-Manuel Miranda & Daveed Diggs hope viewers will get out of HAMILTON’S AMERICA? Find out in this all-new Q&A and don’t miss the premiere, 10/21 at 9/8c on PBS

You Deserve the World (Lafayette x Reader)

Request: “24 with Lafayette?”

Prompt: “Did I say that out loud?”

A/N: wow I am actually uploading a fic less than a week from the last one ??? who even am i? I hope you guys enjoy! there is Google translated french here so you’ve been warned! Also, make sure to send me requests!!

TW: Alcohol (I think that’s it but again let me know if I missed something)

W/C: 1353


You had become best friends with Lafayette in high school. You two had met junior year of high school when you had an English class together. There was an immediate connection, and the chemistry between you was clearly perfect. You two had trusted each other since the moment you met. You had also been very attracted to him but disregarded it because the chemistry you two had was extremely rare, and you valued having someone you trusted so much.

You had become close friends with his group of best friends. You became friends with Alexander because you let him ramble on and on for hours without interruption. You became friends with Laurens because you understood his TV and movie references, and you both loved turtles. It took a bit longer to become friends with Hercules, since he kept to himself a lot, but eventually, you became friends even though you two didn’t have too much in common.

Though you knew that you and Lafayette were never going to be together, you still had a tiny shred of hope and optimism that one day the curly haired Frenchman would feel the same way and reciprocate those feelings. Your friends teased the two of you all the time because you two couldn’t help but act like a couple since you two were so close. You two would be affectionate, joke around all the time, and even sometimes playfully call each other babe and wink at each other. Laurens had even started a rumor that the two of you were dating, and apparently, everyone had actually believed it. People asked the two of you about your “relationship” for weeks after the rumor started because no one had doubted that the two of you would end up together. You chose to just ignore how you felt until you eventually moved onto someone else.

You were now juniors in college, and the five of you had stayed together all that time. Your feelings for Lafayette were buried so deep that you didn’t even realize you still had them. Of course you were attracted to him, but attraction is normal. Attraction doesn’t go away. You had had several boyfriends from when you had met Lafayette to the present time, but those relationships never really worked out because every guy always felt threatened by your best and closest friends all being males. You didn’t see anything wrong with being friends with guys, but you hadn’t met a man who could handle it.


It was a Friday night which meant that you were meeting the boys at the bar that was closest to your campus. You made your way into the bar and greeted Ernie, the bartender who you had become very fond of.

“Hey, Ernie!”

“Hey, (Y/N)! Looking pretty good tonight! These guys aren’t gonna know what hit them!” he said, with a big smile.

“Thanks, Ern,” you blushed, “Are my boys here yet?”

“Yep, same booth as always!”

You thanked him and made your way over to the booth that your best friends had dubbed as the best booth. They didn’t have any reasoning behind it but decided that this was your booth, and you would all sit there every time you came in.

After an hour or so of drinking and talking, Laurens was absolutely hammered. He was all over every single girl in the bar, including you.

“(Y/N), you are looking fine as hell tonight!” he exclaimed.

“You’re not looking so bad yourself, babe,” you smirked, deciding that flirting wouldn’t hurt.

“Oh my God,” he said turning to Alex, his jaw slack, “Did you hear that? She called me babe!”

“Keep flirting, and there’s more babes where that came from,” you winked.

To your left, you saw Lafayette fidget a bit, but you didn’t really make much of it.

“Next round’s on me, guys!” you said, which they responded to with cheers of joy. You got up to go get some more drinks at the bar. “Five more Sam Adam’s please, Ernie!”

“Coming right up, (Y/N)!”

You decided to sit in a stool while you waited when a handsome man came up to you.

“Now what’s a beautiful girl like you doing all by herself at a bar?” he asked sitting on the stool next to you.

“I’m afraid I’m not alone,” you said, pointing at the booth where your friends sat.

“Ah, well, they wouldn’t mind if I talked to you for a bit, would they?” he questioned, smiling.

“You know what, I don’t think they would.”

“I’m Aaron,” he grinned, holding a hand out.

“(Y/N),” you said, shaking his hand, giving him a small smile.


Lafayette saw that you were flirting with some guy at the bar was trying to ignore it but failing terribly.

“Dude, you have to tell her how you feel,” Herc said, noticing how upset Laf was.

“It’s not that easy, mon ami. She doesn’t see me that way.”

“How can you know for sure if you never make a move?” Alex asked while trying desperately to get Laurens to drink some water. “Come on, Laurens! You’re gonna hate yourself in the morning if you don’t drink water!”

“Look it’s just complicated. I wouldn’t want to ruin the friendship we have,” he said, looking down at his nearly empty bottle.

“You really think (Y/N) would be weird if you told her? She’s literally the most chill person we know! She has to be in order to deal with us! Whether she feels the same way or not, your friendship isn’t in jeopardy,” Hercules assured the Frenchman. “Now go be a French stereotype and do some romancing!”

“You’re right,” he said, before gulping down the rest of his beer and going to go talk to you.

While he neared you, he heard you giggling and saw the man place a hand on your leg, and his jaw clenched.

“Hi, mon ami, could I talk to you outside? Now?” he asked.

“Uh- can it wait? I’m kinda-“ you were cut off by Laf grabbing you by your arm and practically dragging you outside.

“Laf, what the hell?!” you exclaimed. “I was in the middle of a-“

“I’m in love with you.” Your eyes widened and so did his at the forwardness of the sentence. “Oh my… Did I just say that out loud? Cela n'a pas été ce que je devais dire. (That was not what I was supposed to say.) That just- just flew right out of my face. Wow. I’m in love with you. It feels good to have that out there. I am so helplessly in love with you, (Y/N). I am almost sure that I have been since the moment I met you. You are one of the strongest, smartest, and most incredible women that I know. You’re ridiculously beautiful, and it kills me every time I see you. Like just. Wow. Look at you. I’m tired of standing aside and watching you settle for guys who don’t deserve you. That doesn’t mean that I deserve you, by no means. But if you gave me the chance, (Y/N), Je passerais le reste de ma vie à essayer d'être quelqu'un qui est assez bon pour vous. (I would spend the rest of my life trying to be someone who is good enough for you.)” he finished, searching your face for a reaction.

You were in absolute shock. The man you never thought would even bother to think about you that way was just as helpless as you. You stared at him completely speechless.

“(Y/N)? You know what, um, actually just forget I said anything. I’m sorry if I made you feel weird or uncomfortable or any-“ he rambled before you got on your tippy toes and shut him up with a kiss.

“I feel the same way, Laf,” you breathed, with your eyes still closed and your forehead currently resting against his.

“Mon Dieu! That’s the best news I’ve heard all year!” he exclaimed, hugging you tightly. “You deserve the world, ma princesse, and I will try as hard as I can to give it all to you.”

Either you ask her out or I will do it for you ( Daveed Diggs x reader ) ft. Jasmine

“Either ask her out or I will do it for you,” Jasmine threatened. 

Jasmine, Anthony, Daveed, Rafa and you were all having a day off and decided to spend it on Disney. It was the happiest place on earth so you decided it was the best choice. You were currently just walking around trying to find different characters to take pictures with. 

“No, I will do it. Just give me a minute to prepare myself,” Daveed argued.

 Jasmine, however, wasn’t buying. He must have know Jazz would intervene she just couldn’t take the lovey-dovey eyes anymore. Nobody could. That’s why she decided to get involved. 

“Oh, Y/N! Can I talk to you—" 

"No! Jazzy! Shut up,” he placed a hand over her mouth. 

“Uh, sure. Everything okay, you two?” You said, approaching them. 

“Yeah, everything alright, fantastic, awesome,” Daveed replied, trying to be as casual as he could while covering Jasmine’s mouth. 

“Okay… See you then,” you laughed, shooting a look towards Jasmine. 

Jasmine stomped her foot on Daveed’s and elbowed him. “Argh! Actually, I have to talk to you. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this for a while now,” he jogged towards you, pulling you away from the group.

He thought the pros and cons of asking you out a million times and he had practiced how he would do it but when it came to actually doing it. Many times, he had tried to ask you out but he always found a stupid excuse not to do it. This was not the time. He was not going to chicken out. It’s now or never, he thought as he took a deep breath. 

“Iwaswonderingifyouwantedtogooutwithme?” He rushed out. So much for not chickening out. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t catch that,” you laughed.

“I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?” He watched you face carefully. 

“Yes, I would love to,” you grinned. 

Daveed felt as if he was holding the weight of the world and with only five words you freed him from it. He broke out in the biggest smile you had seen on his face. His fingers found their way in yours, he kissed the back of your hand, swinging them while you both headed back to the group who whooped and hollered, teasing you but you were focused on each other. 

Disney was indeed the happiest place on earth. 

sorry, it’s really short

Watch on dailydaveeddiggs.tumblr.com

Hamilton’s Daveed Diggs is starting his post-musical career with a guest starring stint on the hit ABC show – and PEOPLE has an exclusive first look at his role.

The Tony-winning actor is joining the cast of black-ish as Johan, Rainbow’s (Tracee Ellis Ross) brother who just got back to America after teaching for two years in France. Naturally, this makes him unable to say the word “croissant” without a French accent – and subsequently infuriating Andre (Anthony Anderson).

Johan may rub Dre the wrong way, but in real life the actors had a blast working together. “We were shooting a scene in a car – and spending most of the day with Anthony Anderson in a car is a thing I will never forget,” Diggs told PEOPLE. “I haven’t taken a road trip with him, but this was like that.”

Watch the clip from tonight’s show above & make sure to tune in later tonight!


So apparently Jefferson was obsessed with making mac and cheese and would serve it all the time and everyone thought it was gross, so this is what I think about every time I hear The Room Where it Happens.

Well, I arranged the meeting. I arranged the menu, the venue, the seating…”

OK: I forgot to add that Jefferson added a bunch of weird stuff to his macaroni like bourbon and whatnot. So yeah this wasn’t like Kraft or anything, his recipe was just atrocious

friend: *can’t find me in a crowd*

friend: shit we lost her again


me: *screams, knocks over several people, jumps up and down on the ground* SOUTHERN MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS


Some modern day Hamilton. Credit to @astroidbelt for the Angelica Take a Break text post, X, I laughed for like five minutes straight after reading it. I  wanted to draw Hamilton with a man bun and cute outfits because theirs way too much pain and suffering in act two