#benjamin tallmadge x oc

[arrthurpendragon]

As far as her father was concerned, Lydia's current feelings for Benjamin were simply that of a heartbroken girl whose childhood sweetheart had betrayed her. But the truth of the matter was that Lydia Woodhull would always love Benjamin Tallmadge, rebel or not.

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[tallmadgeandtea]

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!

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[amberlynnmurdock]

New Love, New Haven

Chapter Ten: Yale Graduation 

Pairing: Benjamin Tallmadge x Original Female Character 

Summary: Ben, Nathan, Enoch and Asher graduate Yale in 1773. As their time at Yale comes to an end, new beginnings, and revelations are on the horizon.

A/N: SORRY THIS WAS SLIGHTLY DELAYED! Bit of a time jump in this chapter! I hope you are all doing well, and if you're in the Northeast like me, stay safe from the haze! <3

May 1773

As Sadie sat at the top of her room on a clear and sunny Saturday morning, she thought of how the past few months flew by since December. She moved her desk so it was now facing the window that overlooked the streets of New Haven, leading up to Yale. Normally, Saturday mornings were quiet and shops opened up a bit later but since today was the Yale Class of ’73 Graduation day, people were already trickling into the streets. The shops opened up earlier, especially the ones that sold flowers, as well as the tailor for anyone who needed last-minute stitching before they were to walk the stage.

Despite the excitement in the air, Sadie couldn’t help but feel sad. Change was coming, and she wasn’t sure how she’d be able to adapt to it all. So quickly, she fell in love with Ben. So quickly, did the months of spending secret evenings with him pass by. What would his graduation mean for them? New Haven wasn’t his home—Setauket was. Would he go back? Would he stay?

More importantly, how will Sadie move forward? Never mind wanting to be with Ben, but where was she to go? What was she to do? She’ll be another year older this summer, and she couldn’t foresee herself staying at the tavern any longer than August. What was to happen?

Nathan would be taking a teaching job in East Haddam—not just boys, but girls, too. The session for girls would be starting before normal hours, at five in the morning. At least that put a smile on Sadie’s face. It proved Nathan wasn’t all talk about women’s education—he was now acting on it, too. Nathan was Sadie’s first teacher and she knew the girls would love him as much as she.

As for Ben… well, he had yet to tell Sadie what his plans post-graduation were. She knew she’d support whatever decision he made. Even if it meant they would have to be apart for a little while…but not forever, right?

And what was Sadie to do?! Her sisters followed their mother's path: get married and have children. Sadie didn’t want that. At least, not yet. And right now, if that were to be the case, she’d only want her husband to be Benjamin Tallmadge. And how could that even happen if her entire family didn’t know about them? It could never happen without the blessing of her father… or Nathan!

That’s when it slowly dawned on her, that the secret must be out, today. No matter the reaction and consequences—at least, it would have all been worth it.

She sighed at her desk and looked at the large pile of papers in front of her. Papers she’s collected over the past few months, papers that have been graced by Ben’s own ink and quill. These papers held so many memories, so many lessons and so many secret messages, all for Sadie, from Ben. They were starting to feel like simpler times—and Sadie hated that. She ran her fingers over them before holding them to her chest.

“Please don’t be our only memories,” Sadie whispered.

She placed them back in the drawer and gathered herself.

☆☆☆☆

Sadie sat in between her father and Genny. She waited patiently for the graduates to enter the stage. In the meantime, she looked around the audience and saw some parents already dabbing their eyes with tissues. With her hands in her lap, Sadie sighed in her seat, trying not to let her thoughts from earlier occupy her mind.

“Hey,” Genny whispered, “are you okay? You’ve been awfully quiet.”

Sadie nodded, immediately fixing her posture. “Yes, just a bit nervous, I guess.”

Genny smiled, “it’s all right. Plus, we will all celebrate with food, drink, and the beach afterward.”

“That’s true,” Sadie nodded, “I’m looking forward to that.” She tried to ignore the heavy feeling that set in her chest, remembering that by then she’d have to confess her relationship with Ben to Nathan. She was dreading so much today—it was hard to feel excited.

Genny gave her a warm smile in response.

Suddenly, the president of Yale, Rev. Naphtali Daggett, walked on the stage and waved for the crowd to quiet down.

“Thank you for joining us on this bright Saturday morning,” he announced at the podium. Dagget was short in stature. He had a white mustache and white hair, and wore a royal blue tailcoat and a white buttoned shirt. He certainly looked like he could be the president of Yale. Now that Sadie thought of it, she remembered Ben telling her he was pro tempore—for the time being, since their last president, Clap, resigned.

“It is with great honor and pleasure to announce Yale’s Class of Seventeen Hundred and Seventy-Three,” Dagget continued. The graduating class was waiting at the sides of the stage for their cue to walk on stage and be called by name. Sadie tried to find Nathan on either side, now suddenly feeling much calmer and more excited for her brother. Nathan might be her biggest inspiration and she couldn’t wait to see what he would make of this world—what change he would bring and ultimately his impact.

“And now, may I present to you, your graduates!” Dagget exclaimed as he motioned for the students to walk up the steps. He undid a scroll and began to read names aloud. Sadie braced herself for Nathan and Ben.

After about five minutes of reading names, Dagget finally announced Nathan.

“Nathaniel Hale!”

“Woo!” Sadie, her father, and Genny cheered at Nathan’s name. Nathan took his diploma and searched the crowd quickly before landing on Sadie. With a big smile, he raised his right fist up and hollered back before descending the steps again.

“Benjamin Tallmadge!”

The shouting of Ben’s name made Sadie almost jerk in her seat. She opened her mouth to cheer but quickly closed her mouth, hoping no one noticed her slip-up. She clapped loudly instead and made sure to meet Ben’s eyes. He smiled graciously on the stage, looking very handsome in his own blue tailcoat and white shirt, and smiled as he finally did meet Sadie’s eyes. Sadie then wondered if anyone from his family were here to cheer him on. It didn’t seem like they were.

That made Sadie sad, and more upset with herself for thinking so selfishly this morning. She now hoped Ben would go home to Setauket to see his family—never mind her.

After they called Ben’s name, it was Asher Wright and then Enoch, who also received cheering from Sadie, Richard and Genny. At the end of the ceremony, families went to the front yard of Yale to meet their newly graduated sons. Sadie, her father, and Genny slowly trickled out and waited for Nathan to appear among the crowd.

“I did it!” Nathan shouted, waving his diploma in the air, “I’ve graduated from Yale! What’s next, taking over the world?”

Sadie laughed and practically squealed when Nathan ran to give her a hug first.

“Let me see it!” Sadie tried to reach for his diploma. Nathan rolled out the diploma and held it proudly. The blackletter font on the diploma was beautifully written with a gold foil at the bottom left corner. At the center of the diploma was Nathan’s name written in large, and underneath was magna cum laude. Sadie couldn’t help but imagine her name there as well. As if reading her mind, Nathan placed a hand on Sadie’s shoulder softly.

“One day,” he whispered. Sadie smiled and handed the diploma back to him. Turning around, he shook his father’s hand, which is the closest he’d get to receiving a “congratulations.” Then, he turned his attention to Genny, who blushed warmly at the sight of Nathan, who brought her in for a hug.

Sadie watched them thoughtfully and smiled to herself before looking away to give them privacy. As she turned to face elsewhere, she saw Ben making his way toward the Hales. He walked with his head down, allowing the sun to catch his golden brown hair, diploma at his side. When Ben looked up, he met Sadie’s smile.

“Congratulations, Benjamin,” Sadie smirked as Ben neared her. Ben shrugged his shoulders and blushed, holding his diploma out.

“Do you want to see it?” Ben asked raising an eyebrow.

“Of course,” Sadie insisted.

Ben unrolled his diploma, revealing essentially the same thing that Nathan had except underneath Ben’s full name was the Latin phrase summa cum laude. Sadie gasped at the sight and met Ben’s blue eyes, who looked quite proud at that moment.

“Top of your class,” Sadie stated, “I’m honored to be one of your pupils,” she joked. Ben couldn't his the blush that crept on his cheeks. He nervously looked over Sadie’s shoulder to see Nathan and Genny looking at Nathan’s diploma.

“Honored to teach you,” Ben replied lowly.

“I think today’s the day, Ben,” Sadie bit her lip, still unsure of her decision to tell Nathan the truth about their relationship. Ben immediately knew what Sadie meant when she said that. He looked at her thoughtfully, searching her eyes for any ounce of hesitation or uncertainty.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

Sadie nodded, “when it happens, just follow my lead.”

“Always,” Ben agreed.

☆☆☆☆

Nathan, Sadie, Genny, Ben, Enoch, and Asher were all gathered around a wooden table at the tavern. Richard poured everyone a glass of ale, including Sadie, and cheered to the graduates.  Sadie had calmly chosen a seat next to Ben when they arrived, and he hid his surprised expression as she sat down next to him. He cooly watched for Nathan's reaction, who didn’t seem to mind it. Ben wasn’t sure when Sadie would tell him, but the longer it took, the more anxious he began to feel.

“So, what’s next for you lads?” Asher asked and looked around the table, wondering who would be the first to answer. Of course, it was Nathan.

“I’ve taken a teaching job in East Haddam,” Nathan announced. Genny affectionately squeezed Nathan’s leg, clearly excited for him. Sadie wondered though, if Genny had the same worries as she. It didn’t seem like she did—Genny truly seemed happy without a doubt. It only made Sadie feel more guilty.

“It starts at the end of August,” Nathan continued. “But I will be moving up there at the beginning.”

“I think I may be goin’ back to York City for the summer and find a job there,” Enoch piped in, “I loved my experience there last time. I’ve been wanting to go back.”

“Here, here,” Asher said, “to both of you. Though my path is similar to Nathan’s—I’ve also found a teaching job in Bridgeport. I’ll be leaving in July.”

“That’s wonderful, Asher!” Nathan exclaimed. “And here’s to you!”

After everyone took a sip of their ale, the attention fell on Ben, who hadn’t shared his plans post-graduation yet.

“And what about you, Tallmadge?” Nathan asked.

Ben cleared his throat and quickly glanced at Sadie, who also patiently awaited Ben’s answer.

“I um, also got a teaching job. In Wethersfield,” Ben answered, his eyes landing on Sadie’s after he spoke. She pressed her lips together in response, pleasantly surprised Ben would be staying in Connecticut.

“That’s wonderful, Ben,” Genny praised. “I’m sure all of you will make great teachers. I can’t wait to hear all the stories when you come back.”

“You will be back? In New Haven?” Sadie asked, truthfully meaning the question for Ben. She looked around the table to not look suspicious.

“Yes,” Ben answered immediately. He cleared his throat again, “well, I will be.”

“Of course,” Nathan replied, “you can’t get rid of me that easily, sister.”

Wethersfield. The town kept ringing in the back of Sadie’s mind at the table. Behind every sip, every laugh shared, every fake smile, was Wethersfield. Sadie traced the back of her glass with her thumb, stroking it absentmindedly. She didn’t notice she was being spoken to.

“Sadie, are you ready for the beach?” Genny’s voice pulled Sadie from her thoughts. Ben looked at her with concern written all over his face.

“Oh, yes,” Sadie answered, quickly standing up along with everyone. “I’ll grab my bag, then I’m ready to go.”

☆☆☆☆

Genny joined Nathan on his horse, while Enoch and Asher rode on their separate horses. This left Ben and Sadie, on Ben’s horse, Willow. Ben helped Sadie hop onto Willow before climbing the stallion himself. The group rode down the path toward the beach. After a short while, when most of them were ahead of Ben and Sadie, Ben pulled Willow back a bit so they wouldn’t hear their conversation.

Sadie had been looking around the forest thoughtfully, feeling her back hit Ben’s chest every once in a while. She felt him lean down to her ear, which sent a pleasant vibration down her left side.

“I wanted to tell you in private,” Ben whispered, “about Wethersfield.”

“It’s all right,” Sadie replied. “I’m not mad.”

“We have the whole summer,” Ben reasoned as if trying to make himself feel better about the situation. “I’m not leaving yet.”

“Don’t say that word,” Sadie chastised.

“I’ll write to you. Every day,” Ben promised. “I’ll come to visit you.”

“Enough,” Sadie admonished. “Let's not worry about that yet. We’ve got something else to worry about,” Sadie explained, gesturing to Nathan up ahead. She could feel Ben sigh heavily behind her, agreeing.

Ben had Willow catch up with the group. The closer they got to the beach, the stronger the smell of the ocean became. Sadie breathed it in, the fresh air clearing her mind for a moment. Upon arrival, they slid off their horses and made their way to the sandy beach.

Ben watched Sadie carefully, waiting for any cue from her that now would be the time to confess, but he saw no such movement from Sadie. She walked along the sand, shortly behind Nathan, holding her shoes in her hand.

She glanced back at Ben and offered a soft smile. He wondered if things would change between them, once everyone knew about them. Part of him wished they’d keep it the way it was. Not that he didn’t want people to know, but his moments with Sadie in private felt like an escape from the world. He felt as if it were just the two of them when they were together, and nothing could or would ever ruin that. If people knew, would he lose that sense of security?

Would he lose Sadie, somehow?

“Ah, it’s perfect today,” Nathan observed, kicking his shoes off and rolling up his pants. Genny steadied herself on his shoulder as she did the same, undoing her kerchief and letting her locks flow freely as the wind rushed by. Sadie mirrored her movements, throwing her shoes in the sand and undoing her hair as well.

She watched as Nathan gently placed his fingers on the back of Genny’s neck, and quickly looked to give them privacy. Sadie wondered what it’d be like once she and Ben were allowed to show such displays of affection. She looked at Ben, who may have been wondering the same thing. He placed his shoes in the sand and helped Enoch spread a large blanket. Asher unpacked a basket of ale.

For a while, the group splashed on the shore, laughing and celebrating the new graduates. Ben and Sadie kept a comfortable distance and distracted themselves from each other by talking to everyone else, except for each other. The longer Sadie waited for the perfect moment, the more doubt she had. Maybe they were better off being a secret.

It wasn’t until they were all sitting on the large blanket, forming a circle with the bottles of ale in the middle that Sadie really started to feel the clock ticking. It could be any moment, but it had to be today.

“So, with everyone’s new ventures on the horizon, what are you all most excited for?” Genny posed the question for the group, looking at everyone.

“I’m excited to learn more,” Asher piped, “I’ll be working with other teachers. I can’t wait to learn from them.” Asher took a sip of ale and awaited for someone else to answer.

“I think a change of scenery is what I’m looking forward to most,” Enoch stated. “York City is quite exuberant, compared to New Haven.”

“I bet there’s lots to do,” Sadie added. Enoch nodded in response.

“You’d love it, Sadie!”

“Well you must bring me back a souvenir or something,” Sadie smiled.

“Better yet, come visit!”

“Sadie, if you visit Enoch before you visit me in East Haddam, I’ll be very upset,” Nathan chimed in, squinting his eyes at his brother. Sadie laughed.

“East Haddam compared to York City—there’s a clear winner of the more exciting place. Sorry, Nathan,” Sadie smiled, “Enoch might have you beat.”

“I kid, I kid. Well, I for one am excited to educate young scholars, boys and girls alike,” Nathan stated proudly. Genny gave his arm a tight squeeze. “I’m happy to teach the next generation.”

“They’ve got quite the mentor,” Ben spoke up. “They’re very lucky to have you.”

As they all kept chatting about their ventures, Sadie could feel a hole growing in her chest, a whole filled with the anxiety of telling Nathan and his friends about her and Ben. She uncrossed her legs and dug her feet in the sand.

“And what are you most looking forward to, Benny? Finally going to meet a lovely lady in Wethersfield, settle down, start a family?” Nathan asked his friend. Ben took a shaky breath, unsure of what to say. He glanced at Sadie who felt it in her heart that it would be now or never.

“I’m not too sure,” Ben answered, looking at Sadie and then at Nathan. “That I’ll meet a lady. I—I might have already met one,” Ben said.

Nathan raised his eyebrows in surprise, clearly taken aback his friend hadn’t mentioned this bit of news.

“Already met her? And you haven’t come to me about her once?” Nathan questioned incredulously with a smile, clearly excited for his friend. Now, it seemed everyone was curious about Ben’s mysterious lady.

Ben looked at Sadie once more, his eyes wide, waiting for her to take control of the conversation. Sadie bit her lip and shook her head in exasperation—it truly was now or never.

“It’s me,” Sadie interjected. She paused and watched as everyone tried to make sense of what she had said. Sadie focused on Nathan, whose opinion on this mattered to her more than anyone else’s could.

“I’m sorry,” Nathan shook his head, confused, “you, what, Sadie?” He placed the bottle of ale he had in his hand on the sand and uncrossed his legs as well, leaning in. Genny’s mouth was agape and she leaned over next to Nathan, placing a calming hand on his shoulder.

“It’s me he’s talking about,” Sadie answered, feeling her heart pound in her chest. She ignored the confused looks on Enoch and Asher’s faces and held eye contact with Nathan, who still wasn’t piecing it together. His eyes went back and forth between Ben and Sadie, who’s own expressions looked quite guilty.

“Talking about what?” Nathan prodded. Genny cleared her throat to speak, but Nathan gestured for her to not.

“Nathan,” Ben began, taking a deep breath, “I… Sadie and I…”

“Sadie and you are what?!” Nathan interrupted after Ben’s awkward stumbling. Clearly, neither of them was prepared for this reaction—truthfully, they weren’t prepared for any kind of reaction at all.

“We have been seeing each other for the past few months, Nathan,” Sadie blurted then covered her mouth with her hands, almost wishing she could take the words back. Nathan stood up from the sand, along with everyone else. Enoch and Asher slowly made their exit and walked along the shore, as Nathan, Genny, Sadie, and Ben stood in a circle. Soon enough, Genny made her exit as well.

“Seeing each other?” Nathan repeated, running a hand through his blonde hair. His face had turned red in anger, and his eyes darted to Ben. “You’ve been together this whole time?!” Nathan’s fists clenched at his sides. It wasn’t so much that he was upset they were together, it was that his own sister and best friend didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell him the truth earlier. Was he not trustworthy? Did they think he would curse it? Why was he kept out of this?

“Leave us,” Nathan gritted his teeth, looking at Ben. “I want to talk to my sister alone.”

Ben quickly stepped away, letting the Hales have their moment.

“Nathan, listen,” Sadie pleaded, “it—it wasn’t planned it just happened and—I didn’t know how you’d react if you would be okay—“

Nathan waved his hands for her to stop, “Sadie, I am your brother, I’m your biggest supporter in everything… I, I share my school notes with you, I’ve gotten you out of trouble, I’ve let you in on my journey at Yale and you keep a secret from me?”

“I don’t owe you every bit of my life!” Sadie argued, “I love you, brother and I appreciate all you’ve done but for me to keep this one secret was my choice because it is my life! And I’m sorry it happened to be with your best friend, but that was an accident, too! Ben is—he’s been so amazing to me. I wanted to tell you today because I thought it was time and I don’t want it to be a secret anymore!”

Nathan took a deep breath, shaking his head up at the sky.

“Sadie, you’re misinterpreting my hurt,” Nathan spoke in a softer voice. “I’m happy you’re with a man like Ben—I know who he is. I’m hurt you didn’t trust me enough to tell me in the beginning, hurt you thought I wouldn’t be okay with it. I’m hurt you felt you had to lie these past few months…”

Sadie sighed, wiping tears from her eyes she didn’t notice had formed.

“It all just happened so suddenly. He—he also has been sharing his notes with me,” Sadie admitted. Nathan laughed ironically.

“I guess that’s why you stopped bothering me so much for my notes,” Nathan shook his head. Sadie couldn’t help but smile, too.

“I still read yours,” she admitted. Nathan, much calmer now, approached his sister and gave her a hug.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” Sadie breathed.

“I’m sorry for my reaction,” Nathan apologized as well, pulling back from the hug. “Truthfully, I’m happy you’re in Ben’s hands. I’d trust him with my life. Of course, I will trust him with my beloved little sister.”

“So I’ve got your blessing? Your blessing is probably more important to me than Pa’s.”

Nathan laughed, “don’t tell Pa that. Yes, you have my blessing. Now let me talk to Tallmadge myself.”

☆☆☆☆

Sadie found Genny by the shore with Asher and Enoch. She took a deep breath and watched from a distance Ben and Nathan talk by the blanket.

Ben had his hands behind his back as he walked toward Nathan, feeling more guilty than ever. He knew Nathan would be upset—if the tables had been turned, Ben would surely feel hurt that his best friend kept a secret from him. But the damage was done, and Ben was ready to face the consequences.

Nathan stood with his arms crossed, waiting for Ben. Neither of them spoke as they stood across from each other.

“Look, Nathan,” Ben began, nervously stuttering. Nathan clapped his hand on Ben’s shoulder.

“It’s okay,” Nathan assured him, “I’m not mad. But, why did you want to keep it from me?”

“Well, she’s your sister,” Ben explained, “I felt as if it were inappropriate and it might ruin our friendship.”

Nathan smiled at Ben shaking his head. “Nothing could ruin our friendship, mate. And it’s not inappropriate as long as you treat my sister well.”

Ben looked at him shocked, as if he’d ever treat Sadie less than she deserved. “I cannot even fathom a thought like that,” Ben immediately defended. “Sadie is—she deserves the world.”

Nathan nodded his head, “I trust you with her. Dear God, does this mean she’ll be a Tallmadge one day?!” Nathan laughed.

Ben, feeling like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, chuckled too.

“If I’m lucky enough,” Ben replied, catching Sadie’s eyes.

☆☆☆☆

The ride back home was much less tense than the ride to the beach.

Gone were the days Sadie and Ben had to sneak smiles and catch glances. Gone were the days of lying and deceiving. With Nathan’s blessing, it made it all much easier for Sadie to sleep at night—and Ben as well.

What lay ahead was something new and a bit daunting; something unknown, but exciting. At least they knew they had each other to get through it, and they didn’t have to hide it anymore.

[enbylestat]

In the dark

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Turn (TV 2014), Original Work Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Benjamin Tallmadge/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Benjamin Tallmadge, Original Female Character(s), Original Characters, Audrey (OC) Additional Tags: Kinktober 2024, Kinktober, Explicit Sexual Content, Teacher-Student Relationship, Alternate Universe - Student/Teacher, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Bisexuality, Bisexual Female Character, Canon Bisexual Character, (because Audrey is bisexual), Sexual Content, Inappropriate Behavior, Inappropriate Teacher/Student Relationship, Cunnilingus, Oral Sex, Desk Sex, Under-Desk Blow Jobs, College, Vampires, Human/Vampire Relationship, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Multiple Sex Positions, Sex Work, Prostitution, Teacher Benjamin Tallmadge, One Shot, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings Series: Part 7 of Benjamin Tallmadge/Audrey., Part 1 of Kinktober2024 (enbylestat's version) Summary: On her first day/night at Yale College, the vampire Audrey sets her mind to cause problems. Professor Tallmadge must discipline her, the trouble is... Audrey's tongue is talented, and she rather likes being disciplined.

@duckprintspress

[queerquaintrelle]

TURN Week 2024: Favourite Crossover

"You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me — and please, believe me when I say I love you.." - El Tango de Roxanne, Moulin Rouge

My Fic: Anti-hero.

(the question is... is it Benjamin Tallmadge or Lestat de Lioncourt in this situation, or someone else entirely... or both, or neither... 🤷‍♀️😈)

[meerawrites]

OC snippet tag

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…

[honorhearted]

And I, I'll wrap myself Around your heart I'll be the walls of his heart And I, I'll keep a light on To call you back home @pagetreader

[melpomeneprose]

Oh, I will ruin you.

John Bolton (Benjamin Tallmadge or 721) x Clara: @curseconsumed.

[musicboxmemories]

Another Time, Another Place https://archiveofourown.org/works/47877859/chapters/120704998

Pairing: Benjamin T./Original Female Character Summary: When Benjamin Tallmadge (literally) crashes into Layla Blake, she soon discovers he’s not some d.runken re-enactor, but a living, breathing relic from years past. In between teaching him how to behave in modern A.merica (toilet paper included), can she ignore her affections and help him return back to his own time?

[annawoodhull]

If I write some Benjamin x Abigail drabbles, should I post them??? I’m having Turn withdrawals 😭

[arrthurpendragon]

wattpad  •  ao3

[tallmadgeandtea]

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.

[amberlynnmurdock]

New Love, New Haven

Chapter Thirteen: Relations between Wethersfield and New Haven

Pairing: Benjamin Tallmadge x Original Female Character

Summary: Ben and Sadie communicate through letters, but keeping up is harder than it seems.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this update, friends! We're approaching the final chapters, which makes me sad, but we have some fun chapters coming soon!!

New Haven 

End of August 1773 

Ben’s first letter came as soon as a week after he left town on horseback for Wethersfield. Sadie snatched the letter from her father’s hands. Her sprint caused her father's hair to sway over his forehead. 

“Aye! No running in the tavern,” Richard scolded, like Sadie was still a child. She didn’t care. Sadie sat at the end of the bar and ripped the wax-sealed envelope open. Suddenly, the noise of the tavern drowned out as Sadie began to read the letter in Ben’s voice. 

Dear Sadie, 

I’ve finally settled into my temporary home. I just arrived tonight, and after unpacking, I immediately wanted to write to you so I could send this letter by morning. You would love this abode I’m in. It’s small, but it’s got a lot of character. There’s a fireplace for when winter comes around. I have a big enough bed—anything is better than the small cots Yale made us sleep on. At least my desk is large; perfect for grading papers, reading, and of course, writing to you. I think I’ll find myself doing that a lot here. 

I miss you so much. I’ve not gone a day without thinking of you and our last night spent together. It’s on my mind, constantly. I better stop thinking of it now. 

I hope you’re enjoying the books I’ve left for you. I can’t wait to hear your thoughts on them. I know we may be apart, but my heart feels like it’s with you.

Class starts next week. I can’t wait to tell you about my students. 

Yours, 

Benjamin Tallmadge 

Sadie read and re-read the letter, feeling her heart jump in her chest. This letter easily made her day. She tucked it in her dress’ front pocket and continued the rest of her shift, with Ben tucked in the back of her mind. 

☆☆☆☆

That night, Sadie sat up at her desk and began to write her response to Ben. 

Dear Benjamin,

I’ve been re-reading Shakespeare’s sonnets. They remind me of you. Reading them makes me feel like there isn’t such a distance between us. 

I can hardly wait to hear about how your first class went. I’m sure by the time you receive this letter you’ll already be on your fifth or sixth class. I know your students will love the way you teach, like I do. It’ll be hard for them to be distracted because of how captivating you are. What will you be teaching first? You forgot to mention in your letter. You know I love every detail when it comes to learning. 

Your dwelling sounds cozy. I can imagine how it looks. Your desk is large? Similar to the size of the desks at Yale? I bet you and I could fit both our work on there and work side by side. Then again, maybe we wouldn’t get much work done if I were there with you. 

I’m sorry if that was crude. 

I haven’t stopped thinking of our last night together, either. It makes me yearn for our next one even more. 

It’s tough without you and Nathan. I can’t lie. But it’s nice to have Genny here. The tavern is still busy, but I always half expect to see you and Nathan bounding through the doors.

Until your next letter. 

Yours, 

Sadie Hale 

Sadie’s eyelids began to feel heavy. She placed her quill in the ink pot and blew out her candle. Her room felt so very dark, and very cold, without Ben. She laid her paper out for the ink to dry and tucked herself in bed, thoughts of Ben lulling her to sleep. 

☆☆☆☆

For many weeks, it looked like that first week without Ben. 

Like clockwork, Sadie checked the mail for his letter every week or so and she wouldn’t hesitate to write a response that same night. She loved to receive his letters—it felt like it was Christmas each time a new one came in. What would Ben have to say now? What new updates? How was school going? How was the weather in Wethersfield? 

His letters have been positive for the most part, but it wasn’t until Sadie received his last letter, in October, that things started to feel as uncertain as the night he left. 

Wethersfield 

October 1773

The ocean was so dark blue that it was almost black. The sound of the water running up the shore and then falling back into itself put Ben in a trance. His feet dug into the sand. The night was completely still. The color of the sky matched the color of the ocean, save for the stars that twinkled. He looked up at them as they formed a new constellation, one he hadn’t seen before, one he thinks he’d name Sadie. He’s alone. 

And with a jolt, Ben wakes up in his cot, a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. His tiny room was hot and stuffy. Leaving a window open hadn’t helped at all. Ben kicked the thin sheets off of him and groggily stomped over to his desk. He was sure he was supposed to be up in a few hours for school. The next class is about basic algebra. But Ben’s not thinking about the lesson plan or what comes after that—his thoughts, and now he supposed, his dreams, were consumed by Sadie. He was struggling more than he thought by being so far away from her. 

Rubbing his eyes, he sat at his large wooden desk and lit a candle. 

Ben stared at the flame for a few moments before he searched for his ink, quill and paper. He began to write a letter to Sadie. 

Dear Sadie, 

It’s the middle of the night, and I’ve just woken up from a dream about you. I was at the beach alone. I felt completely in solitude. Something about the environment made me feel safe like you were there. And the stars in my dream formed a constellation I hadn’t seen before; it probably doesn’t exist, but when I looked at them, I thought of you. And then I woke up, to this reality of you not being here with me. I miss you terribly. I can hardly wait for the winter. I’m going to try my hardest to see New Haven before I go to Setauket. 

Tomorrow’s class is on algebra. I can’t teach them the complex subjects we studied together yet. When I do, I’ll take what I’ve learned from you and incorporate it. I think you’d love my pupils, Sadie. They are young and bright; eager to learn. 

I miss you, terribly. Please know that I think of you every waking moment—even when I dream. 

Yours, 

Benjamin Tallmadge 

Ben sighed as he laid the paper out for the ink to dry. He pulled out an envelope and laid it next to the letter to serve as a reminder in the morning to drop it at the post. He wished he had something of Sadie to hold close: a piece of clothing, a chain, one of her bows…anything. Anything, he wished he could hold close to his heart. But he had nothing. Nothing but his memories and whatever they translated to in his dreams. 

Feeling a wave of exhaustion hit him again, Ben returns to his cot. It’s so hot, he doesn’t bother throwing his sheets over again. 

New Haven

November 1773 

It was a misty morning in New Haven, and Sadie was preparing for the day ahead. 

New Haven felt much quieter these days, without Nathan coming by in the afternoons. Everything in the town was still the same: she saw the same shops open early, and the same townsfolk coming to the tavern at night, but with Nathan and Ben away, the changes felt like a big ripple in a small pond. Sadie kept to herself and did her chores quietly around the tavern. She helped her father carry new ale barrels up the stairs. She cleaned, she served, she smiled. 

She missed Nathan dearly. Sadie kept the thought of him constantly, like carrying a satchel on her shoulder. 

And of course, her thoughts always wandered to Ben. But she tried to only think of him at night before she was about to go to bed. It was too painful to think of him during the day—Sadie wouldn’t be able to get anything done if she did. So, she saved him for the night, because the night reminded her of him in so many ways: their late-night secret meetings, meeting him down by the door to go to the shore, that last night they had in her bed… 

She laced up her boots and got up from her bed. Before she went downstairs to prep the bar, she paused at her desk, which had Ben’s most recent letter displayed. She picked up the paper and read it again. It was about a dream he’d had of her. Yes, it was November now, and Ben’s most recent letter was from mid-October. 

If Sadie’s predictions were right, he should have received her response right before the end of October. But now it was mid-November and almost the holidays. Nathan would be coming back to New Haven in a few weeks, and Ben? Well, she didn’t know, because she hasn’t heard from him. 

For a long time, Sadie convinced herself it was because he was busy. Taking on a new teaching job came with a lot of responsibilities. He’d have to keep up with a lot of students and grade a lot of papers. And Sadie knew Ben’s work ethic—he practically threw himself into his work, letting each subject and lesson consume him, he must’ve gotten too busy, Sadie thought. Maybe his lessons got mixed up with his letters. Maybe he was planning on writing her a large update and was saving it for now. Maybe, maybe, maybe. 

Maybe he met someone else. 

She shooed the thought away as soon it crept into her mind. 

Sadie felt her heart wrench as she read and re-read his letter. She was transported back to her late summer evenings with Ben, trading sweet nothings and poetry, his notes…for a moment, she wasn’t pretending like she didn’t miss him. But then she heard her father call from the bar, and Sadie placed the letter back down and went downstairs. With each creak of the step, an image of Ben faded from her mind. 

Cleaning the tavern was a good distraction from it all. And it got even better when people began to trickle in, asking for ale or water. Asking Sadie what it was like to be without her brother. Saying they missed Nathan’s shining smile, too. Genny came in around noon, to Sadie’s delight. 

“I’ve got great news,” Genny beamed as she met Sadie at the bar. Sadie leaned over and rested her head in her hand. 

“Go on!” Sadie urged. 

“My father said if we wanted to, and your father would allow it, we could spend the spring next year in Middletown,” Genny said in a hushed tone. “You know, to study the herbs and learn about healing.” 

Sadie opened her mouth to reply but found herself at a loss for words. Well, what would happen if Nathan came around then? What if she needed to help her father here? What about Ben? How long would they stay there? 

“I…”

“Sadie, what is it?” Genny asked. “I thought you’d be excited. Middletown! A new place.” 

“It’s not that I’m not excited. It’s just that I have so much going on here in New Haven. What if I leave and Nathan decides to come back for a weekend? I’ve got to see him. And… you know, there’s Ben,” Sadie explained sheepishly. She felt a dent in her heart when she explained her grievances. 

Genny gave her a sympathetic look. “Sadie. You can’t place your life on hold, waiting for other people. Of course, Nathan is your brother—you’ll see him. But Ben? Has he written you back since October?” 

Sadie’s face darkened as she looked away, embarrassed. “Not yet.” 

Genny shrugged her shoulders. “This would be a good opportunity for us both. Get us both out of here. The boys did it! Why can’t we?” 

Sadie bit her lip. You can’t place your life on hold. 

“Well, all right. I guess the reality of it is what makes me nervous. I’ll speak to my father tonight. Perhaps, he may be more convinced if your father came in to talk about it. Over ale,” Sadie added. 

Genny smiled, “Perfect. I’ll see if he can tonight.” 

After Genny left, Sadie felt another dent form in her heart; things were changing and there wasn’t anything she could do about it. 

☆☆☆☆

Later that evening, Sadie sat at her desk, contemplating bringing her ink and quill out to write a letter to Ben. Since when did she feel so unsure of herself, when it came to Ben? Would it be strange to send another letter after he hadn’t replied to her? The last she checked, Ben was writing about dreams of her and telling her how much he missed her. What had changed? 

After much convincing, Sadie told herself that the purpose of this letter would be to inform Ben of her new ventures starting next spring. She’d be in Middletown, with Genny, studying healing. Middletown was not that far from Wethersfield and Sadie hated the hopeful feeling this thought brought. 

Dear Benjamin, 

I haven’t heard from you in a while. I hope everything is all right in Wethersfield. I can’t wait to hear about your lessons and pupils. I think I wrote that in my last letter. Are you okay? I’d love to hear from you. It’s been a while. 

I’m writing this letter to inform you that next spring I’ll be staying with Genny and her father in Middletown. We will be studying healing and herbs. After her father came in to talk to my father, he was convinced it would be a good learning opportunity and agreed to let me go. Of course, what’s heavy on my mind is what happens to us. But there’s not much I can do if I don’t hear from you. I can’t say no to an opportunity like this. 

If it’s meant to be, it will be, you and I. 

I’m holding on dearly to what we have, but I can’t hold on forever, Ben. 

I really do hope I hear from you soon. 

Yours, 

Sadie Hale 

A tear fell down Sadie’s cheek, splotching the word “Yours.” But Sadie didn't notice when she folded the letter and slipped it into an envelope. 

[enbylestat]

Audrey Tallmadge/Benjamin Tallmadge's wedding night

Content Warnings: U.SFW, and explicit. (don't like: don't read!)

Chapter 39 - My Joy

Read the full story here.

The night of June 20th, 1790 

Audrey did not know what to make of it, the idea that anyone could see past her faults or their own and lover inspite of them was something of a thing she still has to comprehend somewhat. Eventually, when the guests leave a small party nothing extravagant, contrary to Audrey’s previous tastes… playing it safer rather than seeking out scandal. Even so, they rather excitedly go up to bed together. “It is our wedding night Ben,” Audrey observed. “What do you want to do to me, or vice-versa?” Benjamin laughed genuine amusement on his face for the first time since she first met him. Slowly, the scars from the war were healing… slowly. 

“Everything,” Tallmadge said a bit coyly. “But for now… let us start with what we know… on your back, if my wife, will let me pleasure her.” 

My wife. It still didn’t sound real to Audrey, even so, she did as instructed. With well-trained by now, hands, Tallmadge undid her laces and removed everything save for her chemise and stockings. Then he looked at Audrey expectantly. She’d stripped for him before, but, whilst the one who made her still walks Audrey isn’t sure she feels comfortable removing those pretty stockings often. She settled for the in-between, stripping her chemise and letting down her hair but not removing her stockings. 

“Your turn,” Audrey murmured. 

Tallmadge giddily did as he was told, leaving his coat on the floor and unbuttoning his waistcoat. Audrey finds it tantalizing simply watching. Eventually, Audrey can no longer be patient and she helps undo his cravat. “I want you to tie me to the bed,” Audrey suggested. “And… make me cry out for you.” 

Benjamin smirked rather like he knew something she didn’t, perhaps he did. 

“As my wife insists,” Talmadge conceded. So, climbing on the bed, Audrey let him tie her up. It is rare she gives this much control to anyone, but… she trusts Benjamin, her husband.  Eagerly Benjamin’s admittedly now much less virginal hands slipped down her dainty figure finding it’s way to the desperate heat between her legs. One finger… Audrey gasped. So, naturally he added another. 

“Fuck my fingers, if it pleases you,” Benjamin said with ease. Audrey did as instructed moving desperately against his fingers. If she weren’t tied up she would pull Benjamin in for a kiss but instead he just pressed his body closer. Then she kissed him, between breathless whimpering. 

Then, he stroked himself. It is not hard to experience arousal, not when looking at one as fair and brave and beautiful as Audrey. 

With ease, Benjamin slid himself in and he held her in the small of her back, so as to prevent too much of a scene being made.

“There,” Tallmadge breathed in Audrey’s ear. “My beautiful wife.” Audrey’s eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned. Tallmadge leaned down for another kiss. Then, he steadily, not in haste, never in haste, began to take her, prioritizing Audrey foremost but not leaving himself too desperately needy either. 

By the time the steady lovemaking is caught up in breathless moans and shared kisses, it is all a blur of white and pleasure ringing in their heads. No going back now, not there was before, but there certainly is not now.

[queerquaintrelle]

TURNsgiving 2023 day 4: Rarepair/Crackship Appreciation

"Love, let my love inside go free!" — Free, Mother Mother (The Vampire Audrey ~ charmantevamp/Benjamin Tallmadge)

Read their stories here.

I won’t lie, I went through a myriad of Benjamin Tallmadge x character ships before returning to this one. But, I’ve already expounded on Sarah’s wasted narrative potential at length (x), @honorhearted already mentioned Ben/Peggy, and! @musicboxmemories already highlighted Ben/Anna, (Mary Floyd Tallmadge - I see you and I appreciate you, likewise, an honourable to Ben and Caleb’s dynamic, romantic, or platonically, or queer platonically).

A classic case of "the MC doesn’t have a love interest canonically to match wits with or have narrative juxtaposition with, so we must do it ourselves."

[meerawrites]

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

(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.