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tallmadgeandtea · 1 month
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Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Turn (TV 2014) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Benjamin Tallmadge/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Original Female Character(s), Benjamin Tallmadge, Caleb Brewster, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Alexander Hamilton, Tench Tilghman, George Washington, John André, Peggy Shippen, James McHenry (1753-1816), John Laurens, Washington's Aide de Camps, William "Billy" Lee (Turn), Robert Townsend (1753-1838), Basically everyone at Valley Forge Additional Tags: American Revolution, American History, Historical Accuracy, (kinda), Valley Forge, Mutual Pining, Original Character(s), Original Female Character(s) - Freeform, Angst, Found Family, Period-Typical Sexism, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Major Character Injury, Me taking you on a tour of 1778 Pennsylvania, I suck at tags, Secret Relationship, POV Multiple, sometimes Series: Part 1 of The Summer Soldier and the Sunshine Patriot (SS&SP) Summary:
"The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph." Elizabeth Walker knows her place in the world, but that doesn’t mean she is happy with it. That doesn’t mean she is happy to be staying- to be sheltered- at her father’s estate while he deals with congress in York, and her older brother, Joseph, deals with the parties and games of Philadelphia, while she makes sure her house stays put- and out of British hands. And that doesn’t mean she is happy to be dragged into the war itself, after months of defeats outside Philadelphia, when finally on a cold December night, a dying soldier shows up at her door, and his commanding officer follows. But, deep down, a part of her is happy when it means change- change in the war, change in her life- when she is recruited by the young, passionate, and downright angry Major Benjamin Tallmadge to help revive the army’s dying supply system and keep the men staying at Valley Forge alive. By whatever means possible.
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little-desi-historian · 9 months
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The English were so petty, I can’t stop laughing. Research for writing purposes is fun!
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rubadubdub3nunsinatub · 2 months
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James Fitzjames: You have to understand that Francis and I would never have gotten as close as we are now if we hadn't been through a traumatising near-death experience. Do we like each other? No. But that doesn't make us any less brothers. Irrevocably bound as siblings are, we find ourselves. Forced to call upon on each other, attend holidays together and such. We were born again as brothers out of the Arctic's icy womb.
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enbylestat · 10 months
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Anti-hero
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Anti-hero
the beginning.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48428218/chapters/122150491
Pairing: multi - but primarily Benjamin Tallmadge/an original character of mine & Lestat de Lioncourt/an original character of mine.
Fandom: multi-fandom crossover & my own original work. TURN: Washington’s Spies x My own original work x Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice x the TTRPG Vampire: The Masquerade.
Rating: E - explicit. standard reminder to read tags and if you don’t like it, don’t read it.
Summary: An exploration in perspectives, heroism, anti-heroism, goodness, evil, love, mortality and what makes one a monster or the very nature of human?
Excerpt: Blue eyes mind you, were he of the fairer sex he’d fall into instantly, eyes that poor down like New York rain. Quite unlike his steely blue of the Auvergne in France. No words come to Lestat’s mouth but they don’t have to. It takes a liar to know a liar. — Lestat de Lioncourt
Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36
Playlist.
Archive of our own.
Link of links.
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meerawrites · 4 months
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First/Last line tag...
Tagged by: @scifimagpie, @mrbexwrites, @gracehosborn @pb-dot, and @jmhwritesstuff thank you. <3
Tagging: @musicboxmemories, @amberlynnmurdock, @malicious-compliance-esq and @arrthurpendragon (if you want).
Anti-hero.
Chapter 31: His and mine are the same
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(the crossover of all time move over every superhero franchise... ever /hj)
Audrey had gone to bed, until the next night, and the next, and so it continued. When she heard cannon fire she assumed the worst– she could not help it. Fate, or maybe, the backhand of God was seldom kind. She’d lost it all before, she was a liar, a killer and a public ledger, after all, and he a spy, why should either of them live after all they’ve done. If justice existed– but then, it didn’t. The world was bleak and cruel, and yet Audrey still found some light in it, just please– live. I love you- I need you, just… please. She did not spare him for him to become a tragedy of war against empire… just, please.  October 20th, 1781.  Clip–clop-clip–clop–clip-clop.  Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy, Mind the music and the step, And with the girls be handy. --------------------------------------------------------- “You’re alive,” Audrey repeated astonished.  “Of course I am,” Tallmadge said blue eyes looking at her with some new renewed astonishment.  Now, Audrey did not know anything of military strategy, one of the few things she didn’t know.  “We won,” Benjamin added with a boyish grin, a weight seeming to have left him, finally. “Cornwallis trapped himself, he couldn’t even show up to formally surrender,” Tallmadge added a bit smugly.  All at once a flood of other fears and questions, so many questions, crossed Benjamin’s well informed mind. Then he looks rather aghast, as though he was recalling something he would rather not.  “Help me,” Tallmadge managed weakly, but it was desperate and earnest, after all he had seen. It sounded rather more like a distract me to Madam Audrey. So, that she would do.
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ms-march · 27 days
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Chapter 34- Luck be a Lady (TURN AMC)
Remember how I used to post a chapter update weekly? Yeah. Happy chapter 34 after almost a year! It was already kinda written, so. Unfortunately, it doesn't show where I am with my writing abilities now; bear with me. The upcoming chapters are kinda a lot of the drabbles already written, so at least it should be faster (if I am peer pressured)! If you like it, please like, comment, and/or reblog!
It should have been her first kiss, Thaddeus knew that, but he also knew it was far from it.  She had been kissed well beyond a short peck on the lips, he would know.  Thaddeus also knew that a kiss from her was intoxicating.  It haunted you in your sleep. You woke up with the feeling of her soft lips on yours for months after they touched.  Thaddeus would know.  He had kissed her in his dreams—hell, he had done more than just kiss her in his dreams—and he knew the soft and sweet feeling of her lips was inescapable. He could not say that now. Had she wanted to kiss John?  Invited him to the most perfect pair of lips he’d ever seen with a smile?  Or had John stolen the kiss?  Grabbing her by her silks and pressing her lips to his?   If kissing her once upon the lips was enough to make John no better than a common scoundrel, what did that make Thaddeus who knew what the soft creamy skin of her bosom felt like on his lips?  He should not think of such things at the moment lest his body ache and give him away to the man before him. 
Shout out @tallmadgeandtea, for distracting me so heavily in thee ye ol' group chat that I didn't realize my fic hadn't been updated for about a year love you, bestie like fr
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enchi-elm · 24 days
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Ben’s known where to find Whattalotta Brewster for months. Driving two hundred miles to to a drag show in Vermont is just the beginning. But is he running away or running toward? And will she let him answer that for himself before she answers it for him?
Turn, Caleb Brewster/ Benjamin Tallmadge Explicit Rating, 4.3 K
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This is the middle story of a triptych I’m planning featuring Whattalotta Brewster, Caleb’s drag persona. The first part is described, but not yet written, in this tumblr post. Once the triptych is complete, it’ll be organized in a series on AO3.
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hmsannlett · 10 months
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Turn Week 2023: Day 2 — Content Creator Appreciation Day
In honor of today's prompt, I've put together a rec list of some of the Annlett fics I've enjoyed over the past few years. Leave a kudo and comment if you enjoy them, too!
And Now I Must Quit You by SheWasXena (NR, 23k, in progress):
Edmund Hewlett finds himself adrift after his broken engagement with Anna Strong. But when Anna seemingly pulls him back into her life, the two realize that their romance may be far from concluded.
fade into you by @viola-ophelia (G, ~600 words):
"No one had looked at Anna like that since– well, ever. She got the sense he saw something in her she’d never seen in herself..." anna jumps out of a boat and finds her way back to a different purpose than the one she'd thought she had.
Homecoming by violetdelights (G, 1.2k):
Major Edmund Hewlett has returned to Setauket, but he doesn't feel as if he has reached home until the night Anna finds him alone beneath a starless sky.
i look for love, i find a stone by @viola-ophelia (T, 1.9K):
would you help me rise up touch my face and watch me try to breathe again would you let me do this burn down the final wall Anna's feelings for Hewlett cause her to struggle with her personal loyalties.
Inklings and Overflowings by @lucyemers​ (G, ~700 words):
On the night Hewlett is kidnapped Anna thinks back over several moments and what they meant to her.
On This Cold Night by slushiepuff (G, 2.4k):
Her singular presence and no other meant fewer rules. They could be Anna and Edmund. They could sit a little too close. They could speak freely.
shattered ring by @viola-ophelia (G, 200 words):
"In the morning she’d wake up raw with the loss of him and keep on living." A set of two drabbles written for the ValenTURNs Day 2023 ship bingo. Hewlett sinks. Anna rises.
Sheet Bends and Sunscreen by @tortoisesshells (T, 1k):
A few moments in which Anna Smith Strong snoops on Edmund Hewlett's life via his reading choices - though, really, he's happy enough to talk that it truly isn't snooping?
yet Man is not consum’d by @tortoisesshells​ (G, 1.1k):
AU for 2x05: Smallpox arrives on the tails of the Rangers, and much of Setauket scrambles for quarantine or for variolation. In the midst of this, Anna Strong finds herself erstwhile nurse to the denizens of Whitehall - an occupation that gives her time to reflect on the help Major Hewlett has offered her.
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jtownraindancer · 4 months
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Ace's TURИ for Burn Rewatch: Mended
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amberlynnmurdock · 5 months
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Turnsgiving Day 4: Rarepair/Crackship Appreciation
I'm not sure I have a rarepair/crackship appreciation from the show, but since OCs can count (I THINK? LOL) and 1. sorry everyone, (or not sorry?) but I am a FULL THROTTLE BEN GIRL so this is literally just going to be Ben and some OCs I love him with LOL.
First, @musicboxmemories was one of the first friends (if not THEE first friend) I made when I joined the fandom and posted my reader insert Ben fic and thus I fell down the rabbit hole of Ben fics and read her fanfic "To Kiss, to Consume" so I have to say Ben/Elizabeth is on my list of favorite rarepairs <3
Secondly, I guess shameless plug for my fic "New Love, New Haven." This was completely new territory for me because I always strictly did reader insert fics but for this one the idea I think was too big to do a "you" insert so I had fun coming up with Sadie and her character and now I'm more open to doing OC fics! (sorry for the run on sentence lol). But this fic is special to me in many ways because 1. I haven't abandoned it like others and 2. I got to work on my OC creating skills and now I'm way more inclined to do more!
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tallmadgeandtea · 1 year
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SS&SP Drabble: Homeward Bound
Hello, everyone, and Happy Easter or Passover or just a regular Sunday! I thought I’d share a little scene I’ve had sitting in my notes app today, as a gift and an apology for the incredibly long wait for the next chapter! With college and transferring and research project my life has just *explodes.* Anyway, here it is! Benjamin and Elizabeth have their most intimate conversations right before she goes home, which I think is interesting. Perhaps it’s their way of unwinding after a day full of supply talk and dealing with Congress’ bullshit and Hamilton being Hamilton (I say this with love.) Enjoy, and thanks for sporting me and SS&SP!
“Is it true, Major Tallmadge?”
“Is what true, Miss Walker?”
“My father-“ she began, remembering the look on their faces whenever she brought him up, the flashes of disdain and resentment. Did she have any? “He always said New York had too many Tories and not enough Patriots. Said it was more divided than Pennsylvania could ever be- which seems impossible now that I know- now that I’ve seen it.”
Benjamin let out a soft whistle between his teeth. “I don’t want to agree with your father. He seems to assume rather than know.”
“Believe me, I learned that quickly.” She never wanted to leave him to be exposed vulnerable, alone. “He promises rather than acts, too.”
“But it- it’s complicated.” His fingers fell back onto the map, his gaze gone for a second, before he spoke again, “Do you remember where I’m from?”
“Setauket?”
He smiled, that wistful, sad smile- torn and frayed, a hint of defeat. “There’s a troop of British soldiers quartered there. No, not quartered- occupying. Ruling.”
Her heart dropped as soon as he said it, her stomach turned when she glanced down and saw where his fingers were- tracing the Long Island coast, subconsciously showing it to her.
“They- they turned my father’s church into a stable. Terrorize the citizens. They don’t respect them- they hate them-“ he inhaled a sharp breath, “they want them to suffer.”
“And there was nothing you could do,” she said.
Just like there was nothing anyone could do when the British burned the valley. When she saw the smoke from her window, all she did was stay inside, trying to hide instead of fight.
“I tried. I tried, Miss Walker.” His eyes met hers- did they match the color of the sound? She never stood at the edge of the shore, so close to the fathomless deep. “Do not doubt that for a second, I tried.”
“I know you did, Major. As you did at Brandywine, and Germantown, for Philadelphia.”
She rested her hand on the table— silence laid over the wood, the maps underneath their palms, their homes written in ink.
“I hate that living in an area they destroyed is something we have in common, Major Tallmadge. I’m so sorry about Setauket.”
He shook his head, as if it would solve and dispel his troubling thoughts. It never works for me. “Tis alright, Miss. It makes us work harder.” He said.
“It makes us fight for what we believe in. For our God given rights.”
“You truly are a preacher’s son, Major.”
“So you always say, but why?”
“You always find the blessing in disguise.”
The dragoons were outside.
It was time to take her home.
Benjamin smiled.
“I’m not the only one who does.”
At the tent’s open flap, she asked, “Will you tell me about Setauket, if I ask?”
“Well,” he considered it, a second too long. “I’m not sure it is beneficial for your mission.”
“Really? You are not the only Long Island soldier I feed, Major. Is that a sufficient answer?”
“Yes,” he said, clearly refraining his laugh, “yes, of course.”
She nodded, and laughed for both of them. Then she raised her chin, “Good. You just earned yourself an extra piece of ham.”
“Miss Walker!”
“I’m coming, Captain Seymour!”
“I’m not counting on the ham,” Benjamin remarked, “You’ll give my extra piece to a foot soldier, won’t you?”
“I-” she paused. He knows me.
“Yes, I would.” She moved forward, “Seymour is getting reckless. Goodbye, Major Tallmadge.”
“Goodbye, Miss Walker.”
And she left the soldier from Long Island.
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anartificialsatellite · 7 months
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I told myself I wasn't gonna write a full TURN/Hetalia crossover and then I went and did it anyway.
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Prompt: Never have I ever... Seen a dead body
Fandom: TURN: Washington's Spies, Hetalia
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence (sort of), also Major Character Undeath? Nation-y resurrection/immortality shit, you know how it goes.
A lieutenant in the Continental Army is charged with standing guard over a dead soldier one chilly autumn night, but the job and the young soldier prove to be more than they appear.
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Guess who finally updated a fic last night, oh my god, took me WAY too long to do that but I did it 🤠👍
And to “celebrate”? Most likely gonna let myself rewatch the show a-fucking-gain, will probably have a meme about that if it happens 🤪
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enbylestat · 9 months
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Yorktown, York county, Virginia.
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(Picture of Yorktown battlefield courtesy of @monicozslastbraincell )
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Read here.
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meerawrites · 7 months
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OC snippet tag
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Read the full story here.
Tagged by: @malicious-compliance-esq.
Tagging: @amberlynnmurdock, @voidfromouterspace, @flower-crowned-lady and @musicboxmemories.
Benjamin held the door like a gentleman and stepped through, as Audrey followed behind him.
Though really, given the circumstances, she was by far the more dominating presence here.
It all seemed gaudy to him, the velvet chaise couches, the red, and the symbols of swords and roses painted flashily across the back wall. Ahead of them sat a blonde woman, small, blonde hair like some Greek classical painting.
Benjamin found himself at a loss for words, taken aback a bit. He’d seldom imagine a woman in such power, and yet, there the vampire prince sat, looking most dignified. Audrey gave him a gentle tugging glance and he spoke.
“Major Benjamin Tallmadge, I come in peace, I’d ask to be of service, given my standing, but I doubt you’d require it,” he said, as Audrey had instructed. Magdalena glanced between Tallmadge and Audrey, as though calculating pieces in chess. “Audrey, dearest,” Magdalena said sweetly. “We’ve explored much together in our friendship, haven’t we?” She asked rhetorically.
“Spare me a kiss before you leave, won’t you?” She asked, genuinely this time. “In any case, even if I wished to aid you financially, I couldn’t, that would breach the code of the masquerade… perhaps your de Lioncourt would be more appropriate to your assistance,” she suggested, it was truthful but there was something of a disheartening lack of warmth in the words.
An air of nervousness suddenly overcame Audrey, nevertheless, eyes briefly gazing at Ben, half desperately, either for assistance or something else, she isn’t sure. Audrey stepped forward kissing Magdalena on the cheek twice and once hard on the lips.
Magdalena wanted Audrey selfishly in the way many individuals seem to. Mouth to mouth, between her thighs, and in her bed. But she would simply have to bide her time for that, one night perhaps, law and order was always the first priority, Magdalena’s wishes could wait.
An odd grudging feeling suddenly took hold of Ben. He had no right to that, he knew, Audrey was to bargain their way out. He simply couldn’t imagine just what was being bargained for.
Leave all your love and your longing behind, you can't carry it with you if you want to survive…
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froguemorgue · 26 days
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This is the endgame of the chess game played by Hamilton and Tallmadge in the newest chapter of my spin on the redcoat hamilton madness that’s overtaken amrev rn, called “Murder, Lying, Glory, & Other Sins” in which a spy named Mr. Malcolm uses Lt. Col. John Laurens to get close with the rebels from the inside.  
Do you know how to win as white in this position?  White to move, and black just moved pawn to g3.
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