red covered bridge

How the Turn bois would react to you telling them your feelings

I really don’t see very many imagines with these boys in them, I mean; there are always Hamilton imagines, but never Turn ones. I hope you guys like it? Bc I have so much appreciation for them it’s unreal. 

LAFAYETTE-


Originally posted by greetingsdr

    You studied his face for a moment, looking for absolutely any change in expression, elation, sadness, anger, disgust; but alas, there was a period of silence and lack of emotion for what seemed like forever. He clenched and un-clenched his jaw, until after a moment, he smiled. One of his slender hands found their way up to your chin, gripping it softly, and leaning in to kiss you. 

“I was unsure that you were telling the truth, cherie,” He began, sending waves of butterflies with that heart-throb accent of his. “I have been told by many women that they loved me, only to find that every relationship I’d been in was one-sided, all they wanted was money, and often a title,” Lafayette’s smile began to fade until he spoke again. “You, on the other hand, are the most sincere, and beautiful person I have ever met,” Finishing, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a hug. “Je t’aime aussi,”

BEN-

Originally posted by gay-stars-and-stripes

“Benjamin Tallmadge, you are the most idiotic arse on the face of planet earth,” You fumed as he strutted back into camp as if nothing had ever happened; meaning him, being captured by a group of god-damned loyalists who had kept him in conditions that of a mistreated farm animal. His toothy smile faded, seeing that his disappearance truly did upset you. “I’m sorry, Ben; It’s just… I-” 

“I know,” His Azure eyes shifted towards his feet.

“Wh-How long have you known and who the bloody hell-” He cut you off again, this time by crashing his lips against yours. The stubble lining his jaw scraped against your soft skin and his lips were severely chapped, yet this is everything you’ve ever wanted. He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours. 

“I love you too,”

GEORGE-

Originally posted by gay-stars-and-stripes

(well shit this lowkey turned into a drabble)

    He was never this terrified of speaking to a woman; he was always so suave and gentleman-like towards women, yet this one, he simply could never talk to, none the less flirt with. He was a general, and she was the first full-fledged female soldier. (Please dear god don’t tell me that this isn’t historically cOrrEct bc I knOw. ) The shear thought of talking to her outside of work had chilled him to the very core. Watching her take down men literally twice her size didn’t help his anxiety, either.

“General, are you alright?” She asked, raising an eyebrow at the man as he stared off into space. He cleared his throat quite loudly, adjusting himself in his chair and positioning his hand over his face as well as he could to cover the redness which covered the bridge of his nose and his cheeks. “You… You’re a little red in the face, sir, should I fetch a doctor?” She inquired with genuine concern. 

“No,” He dead-panned, to which she raised her eyebrow, yet again. “It’s… It’s not a doctor I need, it’s you,” George stated bluntly, raising his voice slightly. Oh God. He realized what it sounded like he ‘wanted’. “That’s not what I meant, I assure you,” He reassured, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I just… have extremely strong feelings for you, dare I say love,” She walked over to him, wrapping her small arms around his mid-section and resting her face on his chest. He smiled at her reaction, kissing the top of her head.

“I love you too, Washington,”

CALEB-

Originally posted by gay-stars-and-stripes

“Caleb, you scruffy vagabond, I love you,” You stated, to which the man tilted his head and smiled at you. He wrapped his arms around you, picked you up with ease, and spun you around as he kissed you. Truth be told, you’d always loved him; from the moment you met on the first day of kindergarten, to now, a dramatic army-life, a life which one would figure impossible to find love in. Every idiotic action Caleb partook in terrified you to the very core, knowing for a fact that at any given mission he could go on, he may not return; alive, at least. Caleb Brewster may be a scruffy psycho path, but he has a heart of gold, and a smile that could light up the darkest rooms. 

“I love you too,” 

HEWLETT-

Originally posted by mendeltrina

    Major Edmund Hewlett had never been too keen with women, of any sort; often he’d stumble with words, sometimes even actions. This had always been quite a prevalent.. habit, of his. But even more so around you; the poor man would stumble, speak like an idiot, and it was obvious what his feelings towards you were. Truth be told, you shared those feelings, but you were afraid to show them. Your place as a spy in the continental army would never be changed, but your feelings towards British officers would. These were men of honor, simply wanting this war to end so they could go home, as anyone on the continental army’s side.

“I love you god damn it, Hewlett,” You deadpanned, causing the dumbstruck man to look up from the documents set out in front of him in shock. This conversation was originally about horses, farms and such; that is, until you were lost in your thought. It was a spur of the moment, sort of thing. Hewlett got out of his chair and pulling you into a kiss. 

“The feelings I have for you are quite self-evident, but I’ll say it anyway, I love you too,”

ALEXANDER-

Originally posted by greatpacificator

    I suppose the feelings that you’d acquired for Alexander Hamilton were much more than the simple appreciation for his writings, which was what your feelings were at the beginning. You’d read every. single. thing. that he’d released to the public. He was sort of a role-model for you, as strange as it was, considering the man was only a few years older than yourself. The first time you met him you damn near fainted, you knew his writings were among the best, but his looks? They were a mystery to you. He thought you’d been the absolute most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, and when he caught word that you were in love with his writing? He’d never felt so much pride. Now, fast forward to the present. Being Washington’s right hand man (hah check that Hamilton reference) his hands were often metaphorically tied behind his back with all the work he’d been doing. He was currently working with the intelligence branch, which gave him an opportunity to get closer to you. Doing so, he’d accidentally fallen in love.

“Alexander, there’s something I need to discuss with you,” You said quietly, which was quite out of character, concerning the man who stood before you. 

“Are you alright? Is there something wrong?” He replied frantically, his voice still soft and calming, putting a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m in love with you, Hamilton,” You murmured, a troubling silence following your words. Before another word was said, his lips were on yours and his hands were on your waist. He pulled away, one of his hand trailing the curve of your waist gently, his face still inches from yours. 

“I’ve been in love with you from the moment I saw you, Y/N,”