The 33rd taking to the field for the first time, ft. our local Loyalist scout.
The 33rd taking to the field for the first time, ft. our local Loyalist scout.
-Bolívar, Simón (1783-1830)
I wrote this in about twenty minutes and I have absolutely no regrets.
Laurens was in trouble.
How did he know this? Alexander Hamilton was marching up to him with a look of murder in his dark blue eyes. Still riding the post-battle high, the fear that look normally would send through him never came. Not even when Hamilton grabbed him by the arm and Tilghman said they'll start digging him a grave. Maybe when Hamilton hauled him bodily out of his chair and quite literally dragged him up to their room. But not when he slammed the door shut and turned to him, his hair in disarray and framing his face ever so prettily. He looked far too stunning in this moment for Laurens to fear his anger.
"I cannot believe you, John Laurens," he hissed, stalking across the floor and managing to get in Laurens' face despite being a whole seven inches shorter. "You utter fool! You could've gotten yourself killed! Did you think of that? Did you think of how I would feel if that happened? Or did you only think of your own stupid, selfishglory, you absolute prick?" He stomped the floor for emphasis, his face red with anger. Laurens had such a hard time taking him seriously when he was this mad, he was too ridiculously cute.
"You know that it is never in my intentions to hurt you, dear boy," he said.
"It sure as hell feels like it!" he cried, stomping the ground again.
"Love-" he started.
"Don't you 'love' me, John Laurens!" he cried shrilly. He grabbed Laurens by the cravat and forcibly yanked him down so Alexander could look him directly in the eye. His eyes widened and he nearly missed his next words. Oh shit. Oh shit. That had felt... oddly good. The pressure to his throat, the few moments where breathing was a little more difficult. Oh shit. He wanted Hamilton to do it again, or perhaps close his fingers around his throat while he fucked himself on Laurens' cock. "You listen here and you listen good," he snarled. "If you don't cut this bullshit, I'll see to it personally that Washington makes sure you never partake in another battle, you understand me?"
"You're beautiful," he whispered. Hamilton blinked, some of the anger fading from his eyes. "Absolutely gorgeous." He leaned in to kiss him. Hamilton's lips pressed back against his for a few blissful seconds before he pulled away with a hiss of rage.
"No! No! You don't get to do that!" He actually jumped up and down in a combination of anger and frustration. "No! I'm pissed at you, John! You don't get to- to try and woo me to make me forget that!"
"I'm not though. I'm stating the undeniable fact that you are insanely adorable when you're angry," he said mildly. Hamilton screamed and stormed out.
Well. He thought that had gone rather well, all things considered.
imagine you cause the american revolution and then you go home and build a pineapple shaped building
John Adams: *pointing at a picture of Hamilton* I hate this man more than Satan himself.
Alas! Here she is in all her glory! There IS plot in this but not important plot. This took me ALL summer to write, apparently, and I blame the fact that writing George Washington is just…exhausting. I literally was on the last scene of his since the start of August, it’s so not funny. Anyways I hope y’all enjoy it! If you like it please like, comment, and/or reblog!!
“By all accounts, George thought that this morning was going rather well.
He had watched discreetly as Lady Fairfax came down the stairs, fetching to the eye— as she always was— in a patterned blue gown that did not make her appear as pale as she undoubtedly was beneath the slight rouge that had been applied to her cheeks. A good call on Ona’s part, indeed. This, however, was only a small victory compared to what followed after.
Once she had joined them in the makeshift dining room—and makeshift it was— Lieutenant Colonel Laurens rose to assist her into the seat to the immediate right of the General that had contained Colonel Hamilton merely a second before. Even though they did not speak much, if at all, George still felt oddly satisfied with himself."
Thank you @tallmadgeandtea for beta reading and for putting up with me and me indecisiveness!
Banastre Tarleton clearly inspired his men. In November 1780, Cornwallis wrote to Lieutenant Colonel John Harris Cruger: "I should wish to have as many of the Militia as possible sent to Colonel Tarleton. If anybody can put spirit into them he will."
Tarleton supplied the charisma while his soldiers reciprocated with a profound sense of loyalty. Overall, the British Legion served its master well and became one of the better Loyalist battalions raised by royal officials.
Yet the war decimated its ranks, and in the end a Native American adage rings true for the Legion as well as other Loyalist regiments: "If they are to be killed, they are too many; if they are to fight, they are too few."
(Brutal Virtue, Scotti)
How some of the best known figures of the American Revolution addressed their wives in writing. As determined from my reading of letters on founders.archives.gov.
Benjamin Franklin and Deborah Read Franklin: Both addressed their letters to “My dear child.” Ben also called Deborah “My dear Debby.”
John Adams and Abigail Smith Adams: Their most frequent form of address to each other was “My dearest friend.” They also often addressed each other with the names of literary and mythological characters. In a very early letter he called her “Miss Adorable.”
George Washington and Martha Dandridge Custis Washington: There are only three extant letters between them (two from him, one from her) but all three begin with “My Dearest.” George also called Martha “My Dear Patcy.” (”Patsy” was a common nickname for “Martha” at the time.)
James Madison and Dolley Payne Todd Madison: He usually addressed her as “My Dearest” but occasionally as “My Beloved.” She addressed him as “My Beloved” and “My Dear Husband.” And one time as “My best love.”
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Girl help I can't find information on what British navy soldiers' uniforms would look like during the AmRev and I'm about to scream-
All of my American Revolution AU Ideas so far:
- Mafioso AU ( In Progress )
- Runaway Roadtrip AU ( In Progress )
- Hamburr + Therapist James Madison AU ( In Progress )
- Royalty AU ( Not Started )
- Laurens Lives and Hamilton Dies AU ( In the Drafts )
- Redcoat! ( INSERT HISTORICAL FIGURE ) AU ( In the Drafts )
Infiltration Crackfic based off this letter ( In the Drafts )
In other words:
Someone please get some of these done themselves I can’t do this alone please.
George Washington: I give him an 8/10. He may not show much emotion, but when he gets angry, he gets ANGRY. This man has been in two wars. He does not mess around. The reason I gave him a 6/10 despite all of this is that he has self-control.
John Graves Simcoe: Back then I gave him a 10/10 because of the show TURN. Now, due to further research, I give him a 3/10. The reason I am changing my old rating is that I have more of an understanding of who he really is. I am sorry for my old rating.
Marquis de Lafayette: This man would rather become your friend than kill you. He was nothing but sunshine and rainbows. However, his score has risen up to 3/10 because of what he did during the French Revolution.
John Laurens: 5/10. Why? Because he is more likely to kill himself than kill you. But don't get me wrong he can kill you if he wanted to. He is a soldier after all.
John Andre: My old score still stands. 5/10. This man to too charming not to be dangerous. He will and can kill you will he charm.
Alexander Hamilton: This man has so much anger that he keeps challenging people to duels. The anger of this man plus him being a soldier could be an 8/10. But he is actually 7/10.
Hamilton: *minding his own business*
These historians will write about the battle of forts Clinton and Montgomery featuring General Clinton, General Clinton and his brother General Clinton with a straight face. We should have been talking about this everyday since it happened.
September 17th, 1730 was the birthday of Baron Friedrich Wilhelm August Heinrich Ferdinand von Steuben (1730-1794), a Prussian military officer responsible for making the revolutionary American army successful. As close to an openly gay man as it was possible to be in the 18th century, he was entrusted with some of the most important military decisions in the nascent army.
[Friedrich von Steuben as a Major General of the United States Army]
Born in Magdeburg, Germany, von Steuben quickly became involved in military action. He served valiantly and was wounded multiple times, but quickly rose through the ranks of the Prussian Army. At the end of the Seven Years' War in 1763 and related reduction of the army, von Steuben found himself out of work. He met Benjamin Franklin, overseas gathering support for the Continental Congress, but was disappointed to find he would be expected to volunteer rather than being given a rank, and he returned to Prussia.
In Prussia, he was confronted with allegations of homosexuality. Rather than attempt to fight them, he left for Paris and then America. He (and his military secretary, his aide-de-camp, and his dog) were immediately almost arrested because they were wearing red. Once that confusion was cleared up, von Steuben reported to Valley Forge in the midst of one of the lowest morale, most poorly supplied, most terribly sanitized, and least organized parts of the American Revolution.
Washington appointed von Steuben inspector general, where he proceeded to fix everything. His rules of organization and sanitation would be standard for more than a century and a half. He enforced strict record-keeping to prevent corruption and began training soldiers in advanced military techniques. He contributed to information acquisition and using bayonets as weapons. von Steuben was described by a soldier as "a perfect personification of Mars" (the Roman god of War) and essentially single-handedly turn the rebels into a competent fighting force.
von Steuben became a US citizen and settled on Manhattan with soldier and Senator William North, his lover. von Steuben never married and appeared to never take a female lover, though throughout his life he was likely involved with, along with North, his secretary Peter Stephen Du Ponceau and Benjamin Walker, both of whom he later formally adopted and made his heirs, so he could leave to them his estate after his passing.
Nathanael Greene Edit
something that will always bother me about the hamilton musical is that there wasn't a single song about that time lafayette was captured by austrians and thrown in austria/prussian prisons because they were at war with france at the time and washington and jefferson tried to arrange his relase through bribes and diplomacy but hamilton just. straight up hired a german spy to break him out and it almost worked until he was caught riding away on horseback. a couple years later fucking NAPOLEON BONAPARTE got him out and then lafayette proceeded to completely ignore his requests to work for him lmao