#washburr

These are some of the requests I got on my Instagram (cal.kom)

A ladybug holding a pen and she's ready to stab a bitch

Reiner and Bertolt. Didn't say they have to be muppets but somehow I want to draw them this way.

'Aaron Burr with superpower' → somebody requested this because they're reading a story with Burr having some superpower, specifically Illusion, but I decided to draw it based on the stories I've read.

The first one is a scene from 'It Feels More Like A Memory' by Savrenim (@savrenim ). Aaron is a seer and he can see people's deaths when their skin touch. I really, really love this story.

The second one is from 'How to Make a Marriage Work' by Captain_trash (@holdthesewords) and SadSeaChild. I wasn't a huge fan of magic stories, but this story helped me root for more from the genre. I really love the world building and the characters' dynamic. The story is so much more than transporting apples, I was just too lazy to draw the greater scenes.

Washington liked having a regular washing schedule. Every Saturday, he gathered anything he wore the past week and put it into the washing machine. However, he started noticing that he was missing clothes. It started as small as a pair of socks, but then Washington noticed he was missing most of his shirts and hoodies. He searched throughout his closet and drawers and then went looking up and down the laundry room. But nothing. In the middle of his search, he heard the front door open and close. He wasn’t worried because he knew that it was Aaron.

“George?” Aaron called out. “Where are you?”

“In the laundry room!” Washington called back. “Have you seen my hoodies?”

There was a long pause before he got an answer. “Noooo…”

Aaron’s voice was much closer, but that’s not what Washington was thinking of. It was the hesitation of answering. Suddenly it donned upon him.

“You have them, don’t you?”

Washington looked behind him and grinned at the sight. Sure enough, Aaron was wearing his hoodie. He laughed because his hoodie was far too big on Aaron. It looked more like a nightgown than a hoodie.

“Shut up,” Aaron grunted. “Your hoodies are better than mine.”

“Well that nice, dear, but I need at least one for the next week. So you need to take it off.”

“Make me.”

Washington raised his eyebrow. “Is that a challenge?”

“George darling,” Aaron called out, voice light and cheerful. “You’re not leaving before dinner, are you?”

George froze in place, his hand inches away from the doorknob. “Of course not,” he said. His shoulders were stiff, his tone even stiffer. “I was just…going to stretch my legs.”

“You seem to be awfully fond of doing that, George,” Aaron said, putting his hands on his hips. He shook his head, clicking his tongue. “Last time you went to stretch your legs I had to go chase after you. All the way in Virginia.”

“I missed home,” George said, tensing. “I didn’t mean to worry you.”

Aaron closed the distance between himself and George and wrapped an arm around George’s waist and pressed his cheek in the space between George’s shoulder blades. “Of course you didn’t darling,” he whispered. “But you did anyway. I just don’t want you to run away. Everyone always leaves me. You can’t leave me, I just couldn’t bear it.”

“Maybe you could accompany me next time?” George offered.

Aaron chuckled. “No, we know I don’t leave the house,” he said. “I’m not allowed.”

“You always say that,” George said, voice hardening. “What does that mean?” 

“It doesn’t matter what it means, darling,” Aaron said, matching George’s tone. “You just can’t leave.”

“What happens if I leave?” George asked. “I’ve done it before, why can’t I do it again? Why are you keeping me trapped here?! They need me!”

Aaron giggled. “I’m the only thing you need to worry about, George. Don’t you let those others occupy your mind. You only have room for me in your heart.”

George tried to run forward, but found himself unable. “What have you done?” he asked, horror-stricken.

“Oh, nothing you don’t deserve,” Aaron said. “You kept running away. Do I have to lock you up, darling? Is that what you want? I personally would prefer not to, so this is the next best thing.”

“I am responsible for my men!” George said. “You can’t keep me here!”

Aaron went up on the tips of his toes and pressed a kiss to the back of George’s neck. “I can and I will,” he said. “My very life depends on it.”

One of my Erynn Burr (female Aaron Burr) ideas. So enjoy. This my favorite out the three I posted on AO3.

“Burr why do you have a poster, bedsheets, an action figure, and a giant t-shirt of my dad? Oh my God, you better have underwear on under there. Is that a body pillow?” Alex just wanted to catch Erynn before she went to sleep. He didn't think he'll walk into this!

“Alexander, I can explain.” Erynn’s face is so red, it showing under her dark tones. “I might be a fan-”

“Might! You might be a Fan. Burr, there is at least over $200 worth of merchandise in here. Oh my God, you said you never seen Pride of Mount Vernon. Does that floor mat say ‘Here Comes The General’ ?” Alex couldn't believe his friend lied to him and still trying to. She is standing there in oversized t-shirt of George Washington, his father, and nothing else. Her room is decked out with merchandise from hit tv show Pride Of Mount Vernon in which his dad is the lead actor.

“No. I said I have never seen it in tv.” Erynn never been more embarrass. She planned to take her obsession to a grave, it's not lady like to be this crazy over a celebrity. “I don't have cable. So I have never seen it on TV. Only on my laptop.”

“Semantics! I've seen your room. We’ve studded in it, two days ago. It was normal.” Erynn remember the pain it was take down everything before Alex came. It did give her chance to properly wash her sheets tho. “Are you friends with because of my dad?” It was why Erynn hasn't killed Alex yet.

“No! No no. I'm not some low life fan who only became friends with you to meet your father.” Alex looks around her room as if doubting Erynn’s words. “You became my friend mister. You ran up to me asking about My father and Princeton. So if anyone was friends with someone to get closer to something it's you.” Now Erynn just wanted to cuddle with her General body pillow not argue with Alex over her moral compass, when he is clearly no better.

“Okay. Okay. That's makes sense.” Alex raises his hands by his head surrendering. “What doesn't make sense is that if you're such a fan why didn't you want to come with the crew to meet him last week.” It was strange, the whole gang except Erynn went meet his dad for dinner.

“I didn't want fangirl in front everyone.” Also she had a really big pimple on her nose. She couldn't let her Hero see her like that. “ The crew would tease me relentlessly, especially Jefferson and Madison.” Erynn sigh those were the embodiment of mean girls despite both being male.

“So you're saying you don't want anyone to know you're a fan of my dad.” Alex says slowly. Erynn could see the gears turning in his head and how he could use this information against Burr.

“Yes. Alex if you could keep it between us that would be nice.” Erynn says through tight teeth. She tightens her grip around the body pillow wish more than ever to just go to bed.

“Ok. It's between You, me, and decent half of that body pillow.” Alex says pointing finger guns at her. “It seems that recently I need help hosting a murder debated during 420 Law class. Monty would never let me do it, but he's always had a thing for you.” Alex makes eyebrows at the darker girl. Erynn sighs, of course Alexander wants to use it to the opportunity to have a debate. At Least he's right Monty did have a soft for her, just not in the way Alex thinks.

“Fine. Just leave. I want to go to bed.” Erynn pushes him out. When he finally gone she leans against her closed door. After a few minute she gets a notification on her phone.

Alex: So are you into older men and guys in uniform.

Burr: You're neither so it's none of your business.

Burr finally bed and wraps her arms and legs around the giant body pillow. “At least this version doesn't have know-it-all and invasive son.” She cuddles into it before another notification sound disturbs her.

Alex: So u don't like strap a dildo to the pillow and fuck it right?

Burr: No!!

I’m pretty happy I didn’t take 30 tries to write all of this, but here you go!! This is the amazing description for @holdthesewords ’ story How To Make a Marriage Work!! I highly recommend you pop onto her Ao3 account and check it out!