#amanda rambles about ss&sp (again)

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Benjamin: I am a fully grown man, I went to Yale, I command troops, I am the Head Intelligence Officer for the Continental Army, the only orders I follow are that of General Washington- (he’s lying)

Liz: Will you get on your horse and shoot a tree for me?

Benjamin: Of course, Miss Walker. Anything for you, Miss Walker.

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A Look Inside Elizabeth Walker Tallmadge’s totally historically accurate iPhone circa 1778:

Lock Screen:

Social Media:

Messages:

Camera Roll:

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Me and Dr. Joseph Walker Sr., Pennsylvania Delegate to the Second Continental Congress, seeing each other at the Bad Parent Store cause we forgot Lizzie’s birthday

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SS&SP CHAPTER 11

Hi everyone! SS&SP chapter 11 is FINALLY out, and you can read it here! I hope you guys enjoy it!

PS: To keep my fic protected from AI, I made it available only to people with an ao3 account, so sorry for the inconvenience! If you don't have an account, I highly recommend getting one cause it helps us writers out!

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Being a histfic/rom writer as a history major is crazy cause I have to sit there and listen to a lecture on mills and act like I didn’t write my couple making out on the floor of one

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Me posting on ao3: hi. yea I know. It’s been two years. Get in. We’re going to Amish country. No hot men yet. We gotta buy flour first.

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Here is the potential spots for the Benjamin scene I wrote after Germantown! I used a 360 tour I found online when I was writing so it was definitely interesting to see it in person and try to envision it and see what he would’ve seen well uh… having a little emotional moment.

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The things I do for SS&SP number 1778: ask my prof for access to one of his articles for research. “What do you need this for?” “…. Historical fiction.”

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Liz Walker Nation I am calling you all here for a prayer session that I finish and post Chapter 11 over this spring break. I will NOT let the hiatus continue any longer! I WILL WIN THIS CAMPAIGN!

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I’m still in the trenches (spring semester) but HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY CINNAMON APPLE @ LIZZIE WALKER TALLMADGE, BEST GIRL IN ALL OF REVOLUTIONARY PA. HOPE THAT KISS IN THE POTTS HOUSE KITCHEN IS WORTH IT

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Just a head’s up that because AI is terrible and stealing from writers across the internet, I’ve followed ao3’s suggestions and have made The Summer Soldier and the Sunshine Patriot (SS&SP) only available to registered users! All of the one shots posted on here are still available to read but I recommend getting an ao3 account if you can! It’s free and you don’t have to post anything, you can just comment, read, and bookmark fics!

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Treacherous Surprise Song is for Ben and Liz btw

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A look into my life

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Happy International Woman’s Day to Lizzie Walker I’m sorry your father is the shittiest man in all of Pennsylvania and that men think you’re weird cause you can do math and haven’t left your house in ten years

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Feel like you my readers deserve something for being SO patient with me this year so here you go! Won’t get the full scene for a long time cause it takes place in 1778 but here you go!

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She reached upward, her hand awkward and stiff until she found his hair, his braid was back behind his shoulders, and she gently tugged at the edge until it was back into view. The color was dulled, but in the sun, his hair would’ve been a beautiful, brown gold.

She undid the first ribbon, held up her hand.

“Tie it.”

Surprise and something else flashed across his face, staring down at her in wonder. She’d told herself she was terrified to do anything, but she did this. She changed.

He grinned, “Anything for you, Elizabeth.”

He changed position, settling on his knees- his hands didn’t pin her, no, his thighs held her down instead, the well trained muscle near the top of her legs underneath the mountain of fabric. She was terrible- she wanted him to lift up her skirts again.

His touch was so gentle it was a shock, stroking her arm, holding it like a delicate, nearly broken thing. Didn’t he remember what he did just moments ago?

It was selfish to sit there and do nothing. She rested her hand on his thigh.

His fingers danced on her wrist, feeling her pulse- was it hammering? Was it soaring, along with her heart?

He was a good soldier, and tied a strong knot.

She turned her wrist, marvelling. A charged hush was in the air between them. He’d given her another thing she wanted- she tied him to her. Like a lovesick girl, she’d keep the ribbon on her bedside table, underneath her pillow, kiss it to make a wish. She didn’t need a reminder of him- he was a constant, in her thoughts, her days, the past few months. She didn’t need anything to keep him close to her- did she? Everyday he was at her side, but this was physical. This was a token. A piece of him. A connection.

She’d never felt so sure of that until now.

“It is the most beautiful bracelet I’ll ever own.”

He shook his head, laughing. “Don’t chide me, please. It is all I can afford.”

“I’d never lie to you.”

“Oh, I know, my Elizabeth.”

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In my canon btw, Benjamin had a Fisher-Price Well for Sensitive Boys growing up.