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SAM HEUGHAN as JAMIE FRASER OUTLANDER S05E07 “The Ballad of Roger Mac”

#unfuckinghinged #sunday #im allowe #d #nsfw #ish #. v / james fraser

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SAM HEUGAN as JAMIE FRASER in  O U T L A N D E R

#...this was #the supreme baby ego war of outlander #. v / james fraser #. v / dougal mackenzie

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his heart tugs as she speaks of a sister , OF FAMILY. he remembers such a thing ; though the last memory he has is deeply painful and tarnished by those who thought that fear was the only way to rule , to show those who they considered beneath themselves the true path.

jamie swallows down bile , and with that bile comes the burning that he can only equate to hatred. for , he had been young , and foolish. now , well ... one cannot undo the past can they ? he's found that lingering upon a thing is more dangerous than one thought.

instead he turns his thoughts towards a question she had poised , ❛ we all do don't we ? those who have been fortunate to evade such a thing i envy ... though , there are those who practice compassion , hope - ❜ he counts himself among those who do , ❛ perhaps war in all it's ugliness is where one can fight for what they believe in ❜ he then inhales through teeth , a sharp sound follows. ❛ or perhaps we tell ourselves that to deal with the gruesome ordeal ❜

A PAUSE.

❛ the north it is ❜ he nods towards the hills , ❛ we'll travel by foot ---- too many raiders upon these parts , makes horses well ... inconsequential ❜ jamie then going to adjust the straps that crossed upon his chest , and eying morgan , ❛ disappearing is what you're good at isn't it ? ❜

__________♕      WITH A SMALL INCLINE OF HER CHIN, SHE NODS HER HEAD GRATEFULLY, LETTING THE PAST REMAIN WHERE IT IS. with such a journey ahead of them, now that he's offered to accompany her, perhaps there would come a time when she felt that it was easier to breathe, easier to admit all the wrongs done to her && by her ( for her story is not a neat one tied up with ribbon; she has been both hero && villain. only history will decide which she is truly remembered as ) ❛    the north. orkney, specifically. my sister && her husband have lands there ... i'm not entirely sure if i will be welcome but if not ... --    ❜ the wind tossles her dark curls, as if beckoning her to follow its call deeper into the wilds. ❛    this country is vast. it would not be difficult to find a home && wholly disappear.    ❜

♕__________      HER CHEST CONSTRICTS AT THE IDEA OF OBSCURITY. perhaps it is not the idea of fading to time, but rather becoming forgotten by all those in her previous life ( a blessing or a curse, she cannot tell ) his words spark a curiosity in her gaze, green eyes flashing with questions. her father used to tell her she had the sharpest mind of his children, something she took great pride in until her childhood ended on a battlefield not far from the ramparts of cornwall. war, in all its awful glory, laid its mark on the both of them. ❛    it can be. you sound like you speak from experience.    ❜

#ircnwrought #. verse / fantasy #.001 #((they gon get captured fhudsjf))

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*also i do know they're doing a preoutlander series ... WHERE IS THE MURTAGH SERIES I WANTED???

*since my absence i've done nothing but read romance novels and wither away :)

#i probably won't watch #idk lbh i watched it for sam sfdufjdsfds #lmfaoo i h8 myself

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*since my absence i've done nothing but read romance novels and wither away :)

#. ooc / selena says! #its too real i've been playing PC games and reading all the romance novels #following austenprose on IG #real life stuff too but #this just pertains to this account <3 #MISSED MY THREADS

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she is as bold in her affections as the question he poised moments before. though when she reaches for his hand , and traces lines that are calloused and marred by dirt - the evidence that he worked for all he had he becomes undone. breath stalls , and his eyes are then concentrated on the fingertips that trace lines that perhaps show his lifeline , his fortunes , and the misfortunes that will undoubtedly befall them.

though there is scar tissues that sprawls and blooms upon backside ; the knowledge that cruelty was indeed well within the world. his back still aches , he lives with the pain of his torture ; it had become inevitable within his daily life.

❛ hmm ❜ his voice low and melodic in the way it lends itself , lost within the feel of her touch , and the way her lips move. he's found that it's difficult to pull one's gaze away from such a thing. ❛ ... yes ❜ highlands accent muddles words as he then goes to clear throat , ❛ it would appear that you and i are akin in more ways every day ❜ the words are clumsily exhaled with the slight hint of anxiety laced.

❛ i do not wish to be so bold that it would come across as disrespectful eliza ❜ his eyes piercing a spot that is accented by the sun escaping a cloud and illuminating a piece of land off in the distance. ❛ i respect you to think that my intentions are anything untoward ---- men talk , - ❜ with those words a soft laugh emanates from nostrils , ❛ we can talk best when we're surrounded by our own company but deep down ? we're weak ... ❜ a laugh then manages , ❛ around women we're scared to even look at them for longer than allowed , you're ... ❜ his words fade as he shakes his head.

in  total  &  unabashed  opposition:  eliza  was  born  into  an  absence  of  love.  a  life  molded  and  malleable  in  the  hands  of  those  who  saw  kindness  as  weakness,  heads  &  hearts  as  nothing  more  than  a  tool  to  survive.  where  he  had  implicit,  unyielding  love  -  eliza  had  it  pulled  from  the  space  between  her  ribs.  only  now  does  she  feel  it  with  no  reprieve;  love  is  her  weapon  &  her  savior.

this  bountiful  view  is  proof  enough  that  perseverance  promises  reward  -  with  jamie  by  her  side,  she  feels  safe.  (she  knows  that  she  is  safe.)  this  bright,  new  life  is  filled  with  unabashed  possibility  -  the  simplicity  of  it  is  a  greater  comfort  than  he'll  ever  be  able  to  comprehend.

her  eyes  focus  on  him  after  she  preaches  her  affectionate  gospel  -  love,  adoration  ...  love.  she'd  like  to  stay  in  leoch  for  as  long  as  he'll  have  her,  as  long  as  she'll  be  graciously  accepted.  (she  does  her  damnedest  to  keep  the  fear  of  her  past  life  at  bay.)

as  he  reaches  for  a  piece  of  bread  &  poses  his  brazen  question,  eliza's  smile  upturns  -  it's  a  natural,  open  gesture  of  comfort  in  the  space  that  holds  them  both,  "i  like  it  when  you're  bold,"  she  coos,  reaching  for  his  empty  hand  &  taking  it  within  her  own,  beginning  to  trace  the  lines  of  his  palm.

"while  i  do  think  that  one  can  feel  passion  and  love  similarly  ...  no,  i  don't  think  they're  the  same,"  she  settles,  never  once  letting  go  of  his  hand,  "so  ...  i  may  have  felt  love,  but  i  don't  think  i've  ever  been  in  it."  and,  perhaps  she  looks  at  him  a  bit  more  pointedly  as  she  adds,  "there's  no  greater  adventure  than  being  tied  to  another  -  one  who  you  do  love."

#strnza #. verse / main #.001 #. / interactions #goodbye :)

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日本庭園 ♡

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*be here tomorrow <3 - i got a new position at work and i've been balancing writing / work

#. ooc / selena says! #MISS YOU GUYS

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Sam Heughan as Jamie Fraser in OUTLANDER S01E02

#it's all a wig #. v / james fraser

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*while i adore b*rianna .. gonna say as a FORMER bostonian her accent just ... ain't it.

#. ooc / selena says! #it never bugged me until i really watched the season 2 into season 3 #LIKE i went to salem state and grew up on the north shore so I'm like BRIANNA

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garden of earthly bodies.

dialogue prompts from garden of earthly bodies by sally oliver.

do you think this is a mistake?

i think you should say you changed your mind.

do you remember what we talked about?

i have endless stores of self-pity.

i feel less awful than before.

you're allowed to lose it now and again.

i don't mean to be horrible.

you can't adopt someone's pain to dilute your own.

stop being smart with me.

you'll give me a heart attack one day.

you're pushy.

life has a way of revealing the truth to you before it occurs.

how come you haven't said anything?

i wish you'd take things more seriously.

i wish i knew when i was going to die. then i could be ready for it.

i'm relieving you of your conscience, alright?

i don't want to write about it. i don't owe that to anyone.

nobody has seen your face in half a year.

i had a strange dream in the night. you were in it.

you probably won't remember most of it.

you need to look out for yourself. nobody else will.

can you stay in my room tonight? i don't want to be alone.

there's no point in being secretive.

you can't shut everyone out. one day they won't bother.

i don't think i'm really in myself.

i miss you all the time.

are you in any pain?

i'm bored of waiting for everything.

you're almost smiling again.

think more of yourself and less of others.

don't give away your thoughts. you won't get them back.

you don't have to say anything if you don't want to.

i wanted you to love me the same way i love you.

do you believe in god?

what can you not tolerate in others?

what is the quality you least like about yourself?

i love my parents, but i've never understood them.

this is the most alone i've ever felt.

i have to find something to wear.

hospitals manage despair, not disease.

it helps if you're stoned. only, don't do that.

i don't want to leave you if you're so unhappy.

watch the road, not me.

do you visit cemeteries often?

female comradeship is its own religion.

don't pull that sad, serious look you do.

i'm running out of ways to procrastinate.

i could like anything about you.

i wonder if you'll ever hate me.

life is too long and too brief.

i was always going to come home again.

you don't look like you.

you'll get back to feeling like your old self. just let it happen.

i don't even know what it means anymore. to 'be myself'.

i know who you are. i just can't believe it.

i'm not going to make this easy.

nothing is ever as sinister as you think.

i can tell something's not right.

we'll move at your pace.

i miss who i was. i don't feel like the same person anymore.

a life can end and not be over.

you had me. what about me?

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Don’t test me, brother.

#UGH this dynamic #I DO LOVE sam's commentary on them it's THE BEST #tbt #I ADORE JENNY

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a piece of himself offered and happily embraced by claire - did he expect less ? no , she has loved him for exactly who he is ; that kind of acceptance is hard to come by. had loved him when he never had anything to offer , for the salary of a solider was a bleak one.

' we drove our father mad ' the memory is accompanied by a laugh , deep , and hearty as he then goes to hold her closer , - the two of them settling upon a spread blanket with furs wrapped around them. ' nothing though has gone expected in my life claire you are no stranger to that ' the laugh lingering upon the wind as it is carried.

' having you is enough for a thousand lifetimes ' the words are of course staggering for , he perhaps has put claire upon a pedestal that requires the sort of words that he says now. a pedestal that the two of them could never fill ; in the following years it will be her strength , her strong conviction , and her unyielding passion that will bind them for all their lifetimes.

he remembers self , remembers that she is merely human and he ? well , he is just a man who loves her for who she is. ' i've talked enough about my family , my home ... ' jamie adjusts self as he holds her closer , shielding her against a cool breeze , ' tell me sassenach , what was your life like ? i so want to know the life you had ... ' whispering this ever so softly , ' what is -your- future like ? '

his eyes widen ever so at this question , the idea that there were two lifetimes happening at once is more than he can comprehend. never doubting her story , though ? jamie lives in a world that is quite unlike her own ; healers were oftentimes suspected of witchcraft.

An amused hmph let's her opinion be known without words. The smirk on her face added just for good measure, but Claire's never kept her opinions entirely to herself. It's gotten her in trouble multiple times - not just in the 1700s but in the 1900s. The saying women are to be seen, not heard is not a foreign concept to her. It just so happens to be one of many that she disagrees with.

"That I'll dare say." Him and Geillis ... she's still trying to wrap her head around it, even knowing what she knows now about her. The thought doesn't linger for very long, thanks to the wicked growl hidden in her husband's words. Her brows raise in turn, "Such as when I call you a rotten little bastard?" she teases.

Jamie leaves her side, and Claire's brows furrow watching him. "Jamie." She tugs on the blankets freshly wrapped around her and holds them tight around her shoulders. "Where are we going?" she whispers quietly. The teasing air from just a second before completely vanished. What did this man up his sleeve this time? She holds onto his hand. The whereabout of Lallybroch are still foreign to her without a candlestick to light her path. It appears Jamie will be taking the place of the candlestick this evening.

"Jamie, where are we going!?" she yells in a harsh whisper as they leave the threshold to the home. Fingers hold on tighter to his hand while the other clings to the blanket as he's taken her outside the warmth of their home in nothing but her shift otherwise.

Relief is found first when Jamie's footsteps seem to still. No longer stuck in confusion and surprise, Claire takes in her surroundings. It's been a while since anyone has been here, it seems. Plants have taken their home here, but not so much that it's beyond seeing it for what it was or that it is impossible to trek through - even in Claire's current state of dress.

Her attention flits back to Jamie. There's a punched feeling in her gut at his words. She understands that it isn't what he meant, but a life surround by love ... a playground, however makeshift it is ... she knows what he means, if he isn't aware of it just yet. "It's beautiful, Jamie." Claire lingers in her current spot. "I can only imagine what kind of mischief you got into with Jenny here when you two were children. Thank you for showing me."

#leighiche #. verse / main #.002 #. / interactions #(this is LONG overdue hope you've been well <3)

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her name carries roots that are tethered to the 'sea' a origin that is both powerful and beautiful all in one fail swoop. there is power within the seas , the ocean that is so deep that one cannot ever quite know her secrets or the lives that she has lived. he applies it to her , and as her name falls from his tongue it is warm in it's delivery yet ? aware of her power.

' morgan ... ' he then pauses , ' you do not need to tell me more , the past can be painful - ... ' a care taken with words as he's reminded of a past that he keeps running from. a past that somehow keeps catching up with him , ' where exactly do you plan to go ? ' there's the slight raising of brow , keen to change the current subject ' these lands can be notoriously difficult to navigate , brothers fighting brothers as the want for more land becomes more and more shall we say , desirable ? ' there's the slight lilt to intonation , and he then nods towards the highlands , ' we should keep to the roads that are untouched by occupying soldiers ... '

true he is loyal to his land to his people , but there are those who are all too ready to bolster their name , and rule all in the name of fear. jamie learning at a tender age that one should be loved , that fear generated those who were weak at heart , and in the end turned to the most advantageous side.

' war it can be a brutal thing can it not ? ' his eyes then going to look down into her own gaze.

__________♕      HE IS NOT WRONG TO PRESUME HER SURPRISE AT SUCH AN OFFER. she does not sense ill-intent or a greedy heart, only honor && the kindness he gifts so freely. there are so few like him in the world anymore; the dark rooting out such souls before they get very far ( in her experience, those souls are crushed under the weight of the world or die trying to stay the way they were she is still here, still breathing, she knows what choice she made ) her journey has been a lonesome one, full of its own sorrows && ills. surely a companion would ease the road ahead for however long their paths cross. ❛    a guide would be altogether appreciated. thank you.    ❜

♕__________      SHE FALTERS OVER HER OWN NAME. surnames trevena && verch grwlais are from a time long past, that girl long dead. uther insisted on morgana of britain, her husband damn his soul appended his own domain to hers for morgan of gore. none will do. none speak to her story, to who she is. the realms know her as the fairy, le fey, or even, on the days she lets her bitterness rule her, the queen of air && darkness. it unsettles her, that she does not even have something to call herself that feels as if it belongs to her && her alone. ❛    i have gone by many names through the years, but there is only one i have carried since birth. morgan is my name.    ❜

#ircnwrought #. verse / fantasy #.002 #. / interactions #! - i am here for all the sideline missions and shenannigans

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*here with my horseboy , going to get to drafts <3 - i have missed everyone !! hope you've been well.

#. ooc / selena says! #outlander is on #i finished sam's book #!!!! #PROTECT THIS MAN

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lmao get loved loser

get absolutely fucking treasured

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moonlight pours upon shrubbery , the leaves now painted in their own illuminated hue. jamie then rises head ever so , her figure can be seen and as a cloud moves across the sky he is gleaned insight into her features. emerald gaze piercing as he takes a step back , and thinks about how to proceed.

' with thorns ? ' jamie offers in her direction , cheek pulls as a smile is a movement away , ' mistress forgive me if i do think differently ... i of course mean you no harm but , i can tell that perhaps you will think my words mean little ' the wind carries words as he heards dougal's men continue onwards , jamie had this well handled.

camp was only a few more miles away , and they were in dire need of rest. ' perhaps if you could convince me that you were not a spy ... following us and trailing us for someone who would pay a great deal of coin for information '

It’s not exactly unexpected to hear someone approach, nor the voice that speaks up towards her. Cardigan is pulled tighter around herself, its mild protection from the chill least somewhat helpful, even as she only at first shifts to lightly peak out from the brush, revealing features before anything else.

“ - the brush isn’t so bad, actually. “ some minor attempt of humor to calm her own nerves, emerald gaze watching him closely as she steps out further. Arms shift to a tight cross at her chest, not venturing too far from the brush, guard staying high.

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