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fredrick michaels thirteen child patriot and revolutionary hopeful independent; semi selective this blog may contain triggering content nsfw for potential of violence, blood, and general imagery of war no smut or anything of the sort however penned by bri; mun is 22
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“Mr. Culper has… made it so he is not a target of their anger,” he said, not wanting to discuss any more details out in the open than necessary. “Look, I can train you to fight more, and perhaps go on other drops, but not any that are close to Setauket. Or,” he said playfully, messing up the boy’s hair, “you could always stay here in camp by me.”

Fredrick moved to grab the Captain’s hand when he fussed at his hair letting a noise of frustration pass through his lips. However he figured it couldn’t be so bad to help his Captain out. He did seem to have a lot of work to do, and it was really hard for him to be two places at once. “Okay, but does that mean I have to write letters for you or do I actually really get to help?” 

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“It’s not your age that’s the problem. It’s your lack of fighting experience. Do you remember how I told you about the Queen’s Rangers? They’re dangerous, and are currently swarming Setauket. I’d love to let you go, Frederick, but under the present circumstances it’s just not an option until I know you can handle such assailants. “

The young man, and that was by title alone, huffed, hardly feeling any dignity at all in his defeat against the Captain’s logic. He knew he couldn’t handle the Queen’s Ranger’s, from what he had read in pilfered letters and outdated letters not meant for his eyes... surely they’d gut him like a pig. “How is it that Mr. Culper can? I’ve been taught how to fight some. Has he?” 

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“But as far as anyone else knows, I’m sixteen, so I’m as good as,” Fredrick insisted, pleading eyes up to Ben. He just needed a chance to prove himself. “I have been working on getting faster at reloading my pistol and everything. What’s any less dangerous, the drop or the field?” 

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hurt meme.

  • “ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
  • “i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
  • “my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
  • “i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
  • “don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
  • “i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
  • “please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
  • “you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
  • “you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
  • “i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
  • “i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
  • “i fucked up, why do you not care?”
  • “i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
  • “you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
  • “i have no idea how to do cpr.”
  • “whose blood is that?”
  • “apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
  • “don’t you dare fucking let go!” 
  • “what the hell happened to you?” 
  • “are they dead? did you kill them?” 
  • “do you know what you’ve done?” 
  • “you’re either with me or against me.” 
  • “who the hell did this to you?” 
  • “are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 
  • “i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 
  • “when was the last time you ate?” 
  • “what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 
  •  “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 
  • “for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 
  • “there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 
  • “are you… throwing up in there?” 
  • “why aren’t you eating?” 
  • “just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 
  • “i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 
  • “i woke up, & you were gone.” 
  • “just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 
  • “it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”
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DEAR EVAN HANSEN LYRIC STARTERS !       feel free to change any pronouns & such & make it more like your muse would say it, if you need to ! <3

“ have you been writing those letters to yourself? ” “ dear ____, today’s gonna be a good day & here’s why…” “ can we try to have an optimistic outlook, huh? ” “ can we buck up just enough to see the world won’t fall apart? ” “ we’re not giving up before we’ve tried. ” “ this year, we make a new start. ” “ perfect. ” “ i’m proud of you already. ” “ another stellar conversation for the scrapbook. ” “ i’m kinda coming up empty. ” “ does anybody have a map? ” “ anybody maybe happen to know how the hell to do this? ” “ i don’t know if you can tell, but this is just me pretending to know. ” “ i need a clue. ” “ the scary truth is i’m flying blind. ” “ i’m making this up as i go. ” “ you are not missing the first day. ” “ i already said i’d go tomorrow. ” “ he doesn’t listen. ” “ look at him, he’s probably high.” “ he’s definitely high. ” “ each days another wrong turn. ” “ i’ve learned to slam on the brake before i even turn the key. ” “ give them no reason to stare. ”

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Samuel smiled unwavering. “Of course!” The captain pulls out his own canteen and hands it to the young boy. “Take as much as you need and want. Yeah?” 
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“You hungry? I’ve got some cornbread too…” He offers. 

“No, sir,  just some water,” Fredrick insisted, looking down for a moment before tilting the canteen back. His pack was heavy, and he was out of breath. More so than the other soldiers. That was likely due to falsifying his age--  These soldiers that were real men could take it, but now he was in this, and he had to prove himself strong. To his captain, to the General, to the King of England himself if he had to... 

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“No, sir, that’s your’s to eat, Captain. You’ve got to keep your strength up too.”

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“ Anywhere. ”
He assured, watching his body language carefully. This kid couldn’t handle the battlefield, but he did show potential. He’d be good for the militia soon.

“Anywhere.” He took a deep breath to steady himself, raising the musket to this shoulder and bracing it tight to him. Fredrick chewed at the inside of his cheek as he aimed a tree, good and away from anyone who might get struck by friendly fire.  

And bang--- A shot was taken, a boy was knocked out of balance, but a shot hit a tree. “I hit it,” he smiled, looking up at his Major General from on his bum. Still rather impressed with himself.

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“ Reloading is simple, if you have quick hands. I want to see your aim for now. ”
He took a step back, waiting.

“Okay, alright... aim... I got that.” The little soldier boy replied, almost a repeat of affirmations to himself to confirm that he could handle it. It was clear he was starting to get nervous now. 

“Where am I aiming at?” 

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“are you not a bit to young to be a soldier, little boy.” elle smiled at his explanation. in fact, she thought it was adorable yet if she had to think about it. “where is your family? how can they allow such things.” her small amusement soon turned into worry when she realized his face didn’t change any way. he seemed to be serious.
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“Well, actually, ma’am, I’m sixteen. I’m not a little boy, and seeing as how the only family I got supports the Loyalist cause-- I’m not sure she’d allow much of anything I’m doing right now if I gave her a say,” remarked Fredrick with a tired shrug, fixing the pack on his back. It was getting heavier the longer he stood still. “But I’m doing this for her, you know.” 

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“ A chance you are going to get! How well do you do with muskets? ”
He reached for said musket, pulling it off his hip, offering it to the boy.

“Reloading is still tough, but I can shoot,” Fredrick replied in earnest, certain that some soldier could teach him a trick or something to do it faster despite his young short arms. All the same, the brave young man took the weapon from the Major General with a solemn gulp. He had to prove himself or he’d never see the battlefield.

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“ I am sure you will, young man. Can you shoot a rifle? ”
He grabbed the boy’s arm, holding it and squeezing a few different places, seemingly checking for muscle.

“Yes, sir. When my Pa was still alive, he use to take me hunting,” Fredrick reported, standing good and still for the other to prod and squeeze at his young arms, still smaller and lacking in the muscles needed to carry  large equipment or supplies.  “All I am asking for is a chance...” 

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“ You must endure tests before I can take you, Monsieur. ”
He did not believe for a second this boy was sixteen, but he’d play along.

“Whatever test you have, I’ll take it, and--- I’ll best it.”

Fredrick smiled, relieved that he didn’t really have to offer over any solid proof of his age. This war was starved for soldiers. They wouldn’t really pass up and eager face, would they?

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Fredrick had rehearsed this part. He knew what he had to say. He was already enlisted, but there was still a fine line. The Major General was definitely high enough to send him on--- but he had to do this, for his home. Surely, he’d understand.  “I’m sixteen,” the boy lied, chewing at the inside of his lips. “And ready, I promise you.” 

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