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girlwithamissingpearl · 7 months
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I understand things have been dry in Outlander land but even desert dry has me smh. Ladies, if you have to try that hard to shit all over SH, I’m not saying it makes you a hater but it sure as shit doesn’t make you a liker.
Back after a bit- admit it, we all need to occasionally take a break- I feel I needed to pace myself during the drought. But after a bit of scrolling, I felt compelled to dive right in. Isn’t this fandom about fun, entertainment and guilty pleasure? That’s why I’m here. So why the endless posts from the SH haters? Do people dislike SH, enjoy the snark or just think the man is stupid?
So just for fun (or insomnia) I thought I would play a short game of SH: Stupid, Smart or just SMH?
1. SH and Cons/Private events for $
Why do people have such a problem with SH trying to make a living? Most if not all actors part of a series or movie franchise participate. In my opinion SH is doing it now, so he won’t need to in his 60’s to pay the rent. While most fans are priced out of the more exclusive events, all I can say is the paying fans are the only ones that never complain. Supply and demand. If any charitable component is part of the deal, great. So can we finally put a line under this?
Verdict: Smart as hell
2. SH always “Shilling” SS to his Fans and on SM
Uhm, he is the brand. It’s his company. Can it be a bit much? Yes. Promotion to the fan base and the use of sm is marketing 101. In order for people to try the product they need to know about the product. We can disagree as to his methods or success to date, but fans are not the only ones buying bottles. As for the constant and consistent presence of AN with SH during events? Suddenly they are a couple? WTF. AN is a business partner. He owns part of the business. They both work hard promoting SS, and so far it looks like they will continue to release more SS. Ladies, don’t put your lawn chairs away yet!😉
Verdict: Smart
3. SH and boundaries with his fans
Regardless of the letter you attach to SH, he is a recognized actor around the world. Definitely a people pleaser, in imho, he will happily take a selfie with anyone. Obviously, he never wants to disappoint any fan, but his lack of boundaries and security at events can be cringe worthy at times. If a female actor was touched, mauled, or asked to sign fans boobs or t-shirts it would be a #me too moment. Someone, anyone in security or a handler needs to be bad cop if he won’t. How far is too far?
Verdict: Stupid with a side of SMH
4. SH as a Philanthropist and Charitable Causes
This one really bugs me. MPC has raised over $6m for charity. SH’s name attached to any cause raises awareness and $. The BS from the haters who discount this based on the fact SH apparently never donates his own money is petty nonsense. Gentleman’s ride is one example. Agree it was his female fans that made it happen. And? This is my only fandom but SH is held to an impossible standard. Apparently he is a hypocrite in his support for clean oceans because someone on his team had a catered lunch using single use plastics. Great topic for discussion, but the man didn’t throw the containers in the ocean. Also let’s not judge a person’s commitment based on sm posts. SH can literally, yes ladies literally never win. Thankfully the causes he supports do. I dare you to disagree.
Verdict: Smart
5A. SH’s dating life
According to an extremely ardent part of this fandom, SH has dated😉 every fit blonde 👱‍♀️ within a 250 mile radius of everywhere. I wish that someone would keep track of all the mysterious initials and lack of any literal proof of these women. This is where I separate the snark from the hater’s. While I’m in owe of the investigative skills of some, and enjoy the gossip-even though mom thought gossip was a sin, sorry mom- not all women aka initials welcome the attention. Any woman save CB that SH is remotely warranted or not attached to, has an avalanche of hate comments and 💩emoji in their future, welcome or not. Personally, I believe SH, goes out of his way to protect the people he cares about, and perhaps even those he may not. I think we can agree he is not a monk. However an actor is entitled to privacy. Ginger Jesus included.
5B. SH ‘s Sexuality
From the beginning, 3 years for me, I’ve read posts about someone who knew a friend of a friend of a bartender’s friend who knew for a fact SH had a boyfriend. WTF. You know the drought is real when this bullshit gets recycled. We all know the question has been asked and answered by SH. More than once. Next.
Verdict: SH keeping his private life private: Smart as hell.
6. SH and the use of all things Outlander related
If you don’t get it, I don’t have the time and am too lazy to explain it to you.
Verdict: Smart. Smart as hell
7. SH and CB
The only real problem here is obvious. And I don’t know why the fans or even the haters- btw, I use the term haters like I do profanity- perhaps not the best word, but like GFY, FU, MF, C, etc. I’m lazy and it saves time and no confusion to whom I address. So where the actual f&ck is the audition tape we all want to see? You know the part of which I speak. If only the fandom investigators could put aside any petty differences and uncover the SH, CB chemistry kiss tape? I’m not saying it will be a unifying and CTJ moment, but it would give SH fans something to make the drought less….thirsty.
No verdict necessary. 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨😚😉
And last but definitely not least…
8. SH and Thirst Traps
Ladies, because of Outlander and all things Outlander related, we’ve had the pleasure to observe SH from every view and lovely angle. Come on, if you 👀 closely it’s all there. Why the actual f&ck people in this fandom have a problem with his shirtless posts is beyond me. Not only is he promoting the results a good fitness regime can produce, he is literally, yes literally giving his fans something they want. And don’t even try me with- you’re treating him like an object. This is a 100% consensual relationship. And if the word “hater” seems harsh about the same gang that complains and shits all over his shirtless thirst traps, then please find me a better name.
Verdict: Smart as hell and thank you
So for those who may not get it, this post is silly and something for my handful of friends or any SH fan to have a laugh. If anyone has the patience to read the entire thing😉 So any comments are welcome, but to the people or person sending awful and cowardly anon messages: save your time. Or GFY. See what I did there?🤓
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unawomber · 4 months
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I love how most languages saw the English and named them some variation of angle/anglo/english like "yep, these guys are Angles :)"
except the Celtic nations that went like "what are you lot talking about? these are Saxons!"
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I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.
Edith Sitwell
I understand that this fan may have missed my previous response, but I'd like to clarify that there have been some surreal moments from SH’s fans and their comments. This moment doesn't change the essence of who they are. This is their way of talking with all emotions flying high, right? Although claims that this word was created by Diana Gabaldon and given to SH to use on his merchandise, this is not the case. The word Sassunach/Sassanach is not a made-up word and it is not the property of any one person. It has been in use for centuries and has roots in Gaelic and Scottish culture.
Sassunach/Sassanach simply means English person. Similarly, Albanach means Scottish person. Alba in Gaelic means Scotland, which was a language that the English referred to in ancient times due to the language they spoke. SH appropriated this word because he is an opportunistic man who will take advantage of what he can find to reach some end.
Lowland Scots and non-Gaelic speakers were also called sassunach. But in the 18th century, the Scots used the word due to their occupation of Scotland for hundreds of years. No matter what you think, no one in Outlander SH or DG has a legally legitimate title to the word Sassenach. Gaelic is not inherent to DG or SH. The Gaelic language and culture are an integral part of the nation's identity, and more than half of Scotland's Gaelic speakers live in the Highlands and Islands, connecting people for centuries SH used it word as a cultural appropriation he ignored the history and struggles of the culture from which he was taken. He is a lowland Scot and he doesn't speak the language. But, Don’t be surprised, after all, everything about him is made up.
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Don’t forget, Gabaldon from New Mexico picked 18th century Scotland as a setting for her novel by accident after seeing an old episode of Doctor Who featuring the companion character Jamie Robert McCrimmon, (played by Frazer Hines) fictional character also known as Jamie, who fought in the Battle of Culloden fighting for Bonnie Prince Charles on 16th April 1746.
The earliest known use of the word Sassenach is in the mid-1700s. The earliest evidence for Sassenach is in the writing of Tobias Smollett, a Scottish novelist.
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Tobias Smollett wrote in the novel, Humphrey Clinker (1771), ‘The Highlanders have no other name for the people of the Low Country, but Sassenagh or Saxons’. In modern Scotland, however, the Gaelic term has been adopted into general usage as sassenach, denoting something or someone English.
In DG’s original book, there’s the problematic use of the Scots word “Sassenach,” derived from the Gaelic word “Sasannach,” which does not mean “outlander” or “foreigner” — it only means an Englishman. In Gaelic the word is neutral, but in Scots, the word has a pejorative sense which can be offensive to English people. (I’m sorry but you can’t go into the issue without greater detail here, and post about this word with nonsense comments ) You must read about Scottish Gaelic history and culture. The word is only applied to the English, "Sassenach" not refers to any traveller not born in Scotland... in other words, has nothing to do with "outlander."
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It is worth noting that Gaelic is not magical and, despite being Scottish, SH did not grow up speaking the language in the Highlands as many Scots do. Instead, he took the word and applied it to his brand, taking advantage of the fact that his fans see themselves as a ‘Sassenach’ (a fictional television character, that's idiotic). This tactic plays on women's emotions and allows SH to benefit quickly without making concessions. It might be a smart move of him, but some may see it as really questionable. Nice way for a 44-year-old man to shine and live supported by adult women 😳
It’s considered inappropriate for a man to rely on the support and attention of adult women. It's concerning to see SH's female customers blindly following buying expensive merchandise for decoration and praising him all year round. These individuals are often referred to as 'useful idiots' who mindlessly parrot comments without questioning or thinking critically.
I believe if someone chooses to take advantage of their fans, it's because their fans enjoy looking ridiculous and don't mind being laughed at. Unfortunately, there's not much that can be done about this. As the saying goes, 'Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.' I find it hard to believe that some of SH's female fans who don't have any Scottish ancestry, no Scottish blood running through their veins would want to pretend to be Scots 🙄
They are female clients who pay for SH’s services at private events, but it doesn't seem to have any positive impact on their lives. His only impact was leaving a scar on his forehead that he'll never forget while increasing his bank statement. These women, and rarely men, buy his expensive products just to flaunt them on social media in hopes of getting attention from the person they idolise. This behaviour is mostly seen in women interested in a middle-aged man. It's worth noting that SH doesn't even know his clients' names or even that they exist.
It sounds like you're not familiar with SH’s books. He hired Charlotte, 👻 a ghostwriter, to write Clanlands books and another ghostwriter to write Waypoints. It doesn't matter if other people have used ghostwriters, we are not arguing about them, this is specifically about SH.
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By the way, the spy who dumped me? It was a fun comedy film but Brian Glazer had the idea of ​​working with female roles and decided to choose Mila Kunis and Kate McKinnon, he did not choose SH (who was chosen by Lionsgate/Sony), as a spy who left no one behind, Well, Gillian Anderson and Justin Theroux were more important than him.
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SH is not a bartender. He doesn't prepare his own recipes. Instead, he presents cocktails from real bartenders and fails to mention their creators, thereby taking credit for them. In this scenario, you are not offering any thoughtful reflection. If you don't want to be mistaken as an obsessive fan, you shouldn't behave like one. It's tiring to see such behaviour in adult women.
On the other hand, conventional alcohol brands do not need or use awards or medals as a distinctive feature, nor do they even use praise as a reason for being. Perhaps, the messages, brand attributes and market positioning are enough to win over the consumer. Very different from SH alcohol, which relies on women who have no idea how to tell whisky or gin apart to elevate and praise their idol in the marketplace.
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So, It seems that you have not studied Scots Gaelic properly and have no idea about the history of Scotland. But if you've started learning Scots Gaelic, you can continue, but you should try harder. If you are a learner, it is always good practice to make this clear.
Never try to use jealousy as an excuse to open up the conversation… BAD IDEA. (Look at what happened to Leia… she kissed her brother!) By the way, no one likes mediocrity and settles for it.
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Cheers :)
Posted 11th April 2024
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moonlight-rider25 · 1 year
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Evil Temptress
Inspired by S1 e15 Wentworth Prison Wordcount: 2652 Warnings: Adult content, swears, rough sex... This is just Jamie Fraser Smut and that’s about it!
(Jamie is next to hang, next to Taren MacQuarrie…)
You roll beneath your blankets, feeling Jamie shift and twitch around beside you.  You reach over and carefully shake him. “Jamie.” You ask him, trying to pry him from his sleep. “Jamie?!” He shifts beside you, thrashing as the blankets roll beneath him. “Jamie!” You say sitting up in bed shaking him gently.
He jolts awake from his slumber and rolls to face you.  His chest heaving heavily as he finally comes to, you wrap your hand around his damp forehead.   “Jamie, baby.” You try to reassure him; wiping the sweat from his forehead. “What is it?  Another bad dream?”
He huffs and settles, staring back into your familiar safe gentle eyes. The corners of his mouth slowly turn up into a curl of a smirk before he lays back heavily against his damp pillow; “Aye, Sassenach” He says with a heavy sigh. “A bad dream indeed!”
You smile down towards his sweet damp face still patting at him, reassuring he is safe and sound with you. “I told you this would happen when you partake in too much ale.” you tell him wiping the wetness from his forehead as you speak.
He lays still in bed as you cater to him, and you allow a moment of silence to pass before pushing further about the matter.
“What was the dream of this time?” You ask, grasping his hand softly in your own.
He smiles for a brief moment looking towards you. You feel the light touch of his big calloused thumb rubbing back against your soft hand as you do and bite back a smile against his chest. You feel him breath in deeply and bite back your words as you do.
“Ye recall the fellow… Mr. MacQuarrie?...:” His voice trails off against your head, his hands now clasped firmly around your shoulders and his words lingering in your hair. “Of course..” You reply faintly. “...I was to hang with him…” He says with a harsh swallow in his throat. You stir gently and grasp his hand tighter as he squirms against you. “I was up there, in handcuffs with him, to be hanged beside him.”  A heavy exhale escapes his lips as he speaks. “It all felt so real Sassanach….I could feel the weight of the cuffs on my hands, …and the cold air against my face…”  
You squirm against him gently repositioning yourself against him. “Well you’re not.” You tell him reassuringly.  “You’re here, James Fraser, with me…all alone…in this big warm bed..” You feel him stiffen against your warm thigh as you settle back against him. You trace your soft hand up song side his chiseled jaw and allow your finger to linger for a moment at his pursed pink lips.   He takes a sharp inhale, and holds it before peering down submissively into your eyes tearing daggers through him.
You roll slightly towards him and reach your hand up and gently stroke the slight indent on his temple with your thumb. Your other hand tracing the deep impressions of his chiseled chest warm and damp.  He grips your hand and brings it to his lips, you let out a little giggle as you feel him stir beneath the covers. Your hand trails down to his shoulder and you twist yourself over on top of him. Your soft thighs straddle him as you climb on top of him and his eyes shoot you looks of pleasure and suspicion.
“Aye, Sassenach ..” He breathes quietly against you.  “...Safe with a she-devil like yourself… not likely!” He says with a smirk.
You reach down between your thighs and pull his ready member from his trousers, slowly you begin to stroke it up and down in long gentle motions. You watch as Jamie lays back against the pillows and his chest begins to heave at your touch. "You are here James Fraser!" You tell him in a stern voice.  “In the control of the most tempting, desirable and powerful witch..”
He groans happily between clenched teeth under you. "Do you feel that?" You ask him, stroking his rock hard member in your soft little hands.
You pump him up and down watching his breath quicken and his stomach constrict beneath you. His eyes flick shut, unable to answer with the pleasure running through him as he lets out a long low moan. You feel your own heat begin to burn between your legs and inch your wet center closer up against his pulsing cock.  You rock and buck gently against him, still pumping up and down rhymically.
"Feel me James Fraser!?" You ask him louder this time.
You keep stroking up and down quickly watching his high rise in him.  You dig your hand into the soft damp skin on his chest and position yourself better against him, grinding and bucking against him. He lays restless beneath you panting. "Yes.. you rotten fifthly woman!" He groans with a smirk.
You watch as he tries desperately to hold himself back from erupting in the moment. "What does it feel like?" You ask him, trying to push him over his edge. You twist slightly and continue to work his member harder and faster now. He moans loudly before quickly throwing you off him and on to the bed where he was just moments ago. Your breath catches in your throat when his lips meet yours hard and eager. His tongue darts out in your mouth and you accept it eagerly; entwining yours with his as you moan against him and thrust up towards him. Reaching down for his pulsing cock beneath his perfectly sculpted body arched just over you. “Tell me!” you ask in a silky whisper. “What it feels like!”
He hesitates trying to compose himself while you search his eyes for the answer. “It feels like..” He reaches a hand down between the two of you, and you try desperately to lock your thighs closed.  His fingers trapped tightly between your clamped thighs, he smiles and looks up towards your eyes filled with their own dowsing of lust. “...Aye, it feels like the devilish she-witch has a weakness of her own..!” He says in a husky low voice.
You reach down to grasp him and he rolls his hips out of reach.  His hand tangles behind your head, gripping a fist full of hair and he leans against you hard, his tongue scours your mouth, tasting your weakness while his hand digs hard between your thighs.  His huge warm blunt fingertips, inch closer and closer to your aching core. “Jamie!”  You gasp against him.
You feel his smile draw up on his mouth for a moment. His hand pulls your head back from his as you arch up against him, exposing your soft neck to his mouth. He pauses for a moment, his hand resting gently against your wet core. He stares down at you with lust dancing in his eyes; both of you heaving breathlessly, entangled in one another.
You reach your hands up and begin to untie the front of your slip, slowly.  He watches your hands as you pull it apart and expose your bare chest to him.  He tightens his grip in your hair and you moan while he gently pulls your head further into the pillow, exposing more of your soft bare skin to his wanting eyes. You lay still beneath him panting while your core aches, anticipating his next move. His mouth gently captures your neck, sucking softly at the sensitive skin. You groan against his hand and grip yours deep into the sheets; trying to hold out is no longer working in your favor.
You shift slightly beneath him, relaxing your legs and feel his hand graze your wet entrance. You let out a loud moan and thrash as his touch sends shivers up your spine.  He chuckles low against you while peppering kisses along your soft neck and chest, making his way down towards your perky budded nipples. He laps his tongue around them before gently pulling them into his mouth, you moan louder feeling your core burn hotter at his touch. You squirm beneath him, your hands gripping tightly at his long wavy red locks. You feel him hum against you as he gently slips his fingers into your gushing core.   “Fuck Jamie!” You try to bite back your moan and reach desperately for his hard cock pressed against your thigh.
He breaks his latch with your sensitive breast and looks at you, panting and waiting for a moment, his fingers darting in and out of your core as he does. “Have me Jamie,” you moan at him trying to control your squirming. “Tell me what it feels like to be inside of me..”
He swallows hard, his breath pauses for a moment before he casts a devilish smile down at you. “You'd like, that wouldn't ye?” He grunts in his thick Scottish accent. “Ye devilish little witch… I’ve got ye right where I want ye!”
You groan happily as the smile creeps across your face.  He releases his hand from your hair gently, while laying a hungry firm kiss on your mouth as he does. “I’ll give ye what you want, ye sexy temptress…” He sits up, leaning over you, and tears open the front of your nightgown. You let out a low giggle and prop your feet up on the bed, giving him a full view of your slick glimmering entrance.
He sits back pulling his night shirt off him in one swift movement. His chest huffs up and down as he wipes the dampness from his face as he watches your exposed body squirm for him. He crawls towards you, his mouth leaving little teeth impressions from your waist up to your chin. His hard cock pressing gently against your eager awaiting core, his face meets yours and he whispers against your heated neck; “I’ll give ye what you want… but I’ll be taking what I want as well..” He presses the tip of his cock firmly against your slick folds and pushes deep into you, staying there a moment and watching your expression.
You let out a long, held in moan and your eyes lock shut as you finally feel him deep within you. He holds his huge muscular chest above you with one hand, his strong arm muscles slick with sweat; flexing as he pumps himself in and out of you. His other hand comes up and grasps your jaw, forcing you to look at him as he does.
“Ye like that, dontcha’ ye little harlot!” He says as he rams hard into you. His thumb creeps its way into your mouth prying your clenched jaw apart and you suck at his finger. “Is this what you wanted, ye wee devil woman?” He rams inside you with long slow strides. Your core begins to wind and twist with each thrust and your panting turns to labored groans.
“Yes Jamie!” you cry out feeling your walls constrict and about to overflow. You gush against his huge hard cock and twitch beneath him.  He doesn't stop, he picks up his pace, both hands under him as he rocks back and forth against you.  Your body begins to tighten and spiral again. “Take it, ye little witch!” he says, thrusting hard against you.
You groan against him, unable to control the quivering of your body coming undone again so soon.  You grasp desperately at him, but he only thrusts in harder against you.
You moan and buck against him as your climax reaches its peak once again. “Fuck, Jamie!” You scream out. Your words only encourage his movements and he rams one final time as you spill against him. “Yes, ye little Sassenach witch! Cum for me!”
He takes your chin in his hand and brings his lips to yours. You moan against him, still tingling all over. “I know that's not all ye got in ya, Sassenach .”
He pulls himself from your wet aching folds, his hard cock springs up. You groan helplessly against him as he flips you over onto your stomach. You lay there in a ragged heap, Jamie presses himself against your back leaving wet kisses on your shoulder.  He reaches down between your thighs and ass, spreading your legs apart.  He pets carefully at the slick wet mount between your legs, you groan into the pillows. He pulls your head from them while still planting wet kisses on your skin. “Don’t hide those sweet little noises.” He says against your hot skin in a deep whisper.
Your body tingles from all the sensations rushing and being shot through you.  You feel him line himself up with your swollen wet core once again and cry out in pleasure when you feel his hot tip pressed against you again. “...So wet..and tight.. Sassenach..” You let out a moan as he pulls your hips up to him and you curl your legs underneath yourself, making it easier for him to access. “Give me that ass, Sassenach!” You obey and thrust against him, you head down and back arched up towards him.  He thrusts slowly and carefully at first, still making you spill moans as he does.
His hand roughly smacks your asscheek, and grips a handful tightly. “This firm round ass of yours…” he says “...I want to take a bite of it..” You feel his wet teeth sink gently against your asscheek and cry out against the bed.  His hand gently grips a handful of your hair again pulling your head up from the pillows and you arch your back more as he does. “I told ye…I want to hear those, ye little temptress.” You moan out for him “..Fuck me Jamie!” Your voice ragged and squeaky, “Fuck me like the evil little witch I am!”
He begins thrusting hard and fast against you. Your breathing catches up with his as you allow your moans to escape out in the air; he grunts against you as you do.  You feel your stomach tighten for a third time as he thrusts and grinds against your soaking swollen entrance. “I knew you had one more in you..” he moans through clenched teeth.
You feel him pick up his pace and ram sporadically against you.  Your ass jiggling against his thrusts, your moans spill out as you feel yourself stiffen against him.   “Christ , Sassenach!” He moans, “You evil, little witch! Take me!”
He thrusts hard against you, groaning with his own pleasures. You feel your climax building heavier in your stomach and your muscles constricting around him. “I’m gonna…”  He only pounds harder against you, till you feel yourself coming undone yet again, his words taking you right to the edge. “Líon leat teh neamh, leat beag, cailleach!” He cries out with one final thrust.
You pant and buck against him as your climax spills from within your walls. He keeps himself buried deep within you as you both bathe in ecstasy. You roll to your side and he drops next to you, both of you still catching your breath.  You smile shyly at him “...Your dirty little temptress, huh?...” you say with a coy smile. “...I don’t mind being that..” “Aye, I could tell, Sassenach” He replies between breaths.
You scoot closer towards him and wrap his huge arm around you and rest your head against his fast beating chest. He grabs your hand in his and softly strokes your wrist with his big calloused thumb. Your breath comes back to normal as you intertwine your leg with his.  He chuckles and presses a soft kiss on your head.
Your eyes flutter open and shut on the verge of sleep, before you recall something.. “What was it you said?” You ask in a giggle Jamie chuckles for a moment before answering you… “Fill ye to heaven, ye little, witch!”
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The Heart Don't Lie Chapter 82
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The documents inside are remarkably well preserved. They lay them out by year. Brian had kept meticulous records, listing everything from how many bushels of grain was harvested, to  exactly how many eggs each chicken laid.
 
“You must recall, this was right after the failed Raising. The bloody English, no offense Claire,” she waves it off, “they were taking most of what the Scots produced.”
 
“Aye,” and Ian adds to what his wife said, “and a large family to see to, not to mention the tenants.”
 
Claire lifts up one of the pages. She reads aloud.
 
‘My dear wife was safely delivered of another bairn, a son, this morning. I feared for her confinement with the dastardly Sassanachs taken sae much of what Lallybroch produces. She is strong and another son is added to our brood.’
 
“I wonder how many sons they had.”
 
“Well Sassanach,” he winks at her in his own unique way, like an owl, “I may be able to answer that.” He reads the page he holds.
 
‘Wee Faith passed over night. Despite our best efforts, the poor lass wasn’t  strong enough. I mourn her untimely death but thank God for the six strong sons and four strong daughters he has gifted us with.’
 
Jenny and Ian cross themselves.
 
“Ten, would have been eleven, that is a lot of mouths to feed. Maybe that is why they kicked Laura and Andrew out?”
 
“Or not,” Ian holds up another page, “I believe I have found the answer.”
 
He clears his throat and reads.
 
‘A queer thing happened today. Our kitchen maid, Laura, has taken off. She and her wee lad have left our home. I can’t account for why they would do such. My Lord Brian, was naught but kind to her, even after she came to our home, carrying a bairn with no husband. We have grown to love her wee lad, Andrew. I pray she and he find their way back.’
 
“My Lord Brian. So that was written by his wife.”
 
“Aye Jenny. The question is, why would she just up and leave a place where she and her son were welcomed and safe?”
 
“That is peculiar,” Jamie frowns, still searching through the various records, “I pray the answer is in here somewhere.”
 
“Well, her prayer was partly answered. Andrew has found his way back.”
 
Claire ‘s comment has them all smiling. They continue to search. Those papers already looked at are carefully set to the side.
 
It is Claire that finds the answer.
 
“Guys, listen,” once she has all their attention, she read,
 
‘Laoghaire, our cousin came by with her new husband, Simon. In the course of visiting with her, the mystery of what became of Laura and Andrew was put to rest.
She mentions that she is glad to see them gone. We ask why.
Her report,
“Why she was a witch. I saw her, with my own eyes, perform healing magic. She breathed into a dead child and brought it back to life. I confronted her and she wouldn’t say how she did it. Now, if her gift was from God, she would have said as much. I called her a witch and told her to get out of my cousin’s house. I didn’t wish to trouble you with the knowledge unless she didn’t.”
Well, I don’t know what to believe about that. Laoghaire has the tendency to exaggerate.
I least my mind is at ease about why she left.’
 
“Bloody intervening bosom,” Jenny shakes her head, “poor lass. I guess I can see why CPR would be considered witchy in that time. Still…”
 
“If she knew the fate of Laura, she wasn’t going to tell them,” Ian stands and walks around the room, “still she has to be the one who stirred the mob up.”
 
“Well know we know our kin didn’t kick her out. It doesn’t sound like they would have. They would have at least let her explain.”
 
“Yes Jamie, but with a child to see too, she wouldn’t have taken a chance. I wonder what the parents of the child she restored to life thought?”
 
“That is a good question.  Probably lost in time but still…”
 
They pack the boxes back up.
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bcacstuff · 1 year
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I wish people would stop getting their knickers in a twist. Sam uses any excuse to push his drink company. He's called his bike Sassanach. It's against the law to drink and drive in the UK. Sam doesn't. From other posts he is a careful rider.
You, and many other Anons (that I already trashed, so don't wait for an answer), wont get it, now wont you?
It's not about accusing him to drink and drive. Of course anybody knows it is bad to drink and drive, of course everyone is aware it is against the law, not only in the UK but I think in every other country.
Of course he is a careful rider. Of course he doesn't want you to drink and drive. Of course he doesn't mean anything bad with it.
Like every other driver, that was aware of all of the above. Who would never say it is okay to put yourself in any vehicle on the road after you consumed alcohol. Everyone knows it, nobody means any harm.
Yet 459,110 drivers were convicted over the last decade in the UK
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140.000 drivers admitting to drive while they had too much alcohol.
I'm perfectly okay if he wants to show of his bike. I don't like his shilling, but okay, he has his business, most of the time I ignore those ads and posts.
It is the fact that here it is combined, which is giving the wrong message. Making it look cool, while it isn't. You can't simply ignore the numbers I've put here above and in other posts. You can not tell the parents of a child that got killed because of a driver who of course was aware how bad it is and didn't meant any harm, yet stepped on/into a vehicle while he/she drunk too much, to chill. There is no excuse for it. And it is exactly the kind of message he has put out there right now, without any warning or recognition, that makes people cross lines, think it is okay. Perhaps just think this one time... or I can still drive... Saying it is the person's own responsibility is ignorant, ignorant to others that are participating in traffic at the same time. It is something that can never be undone. And I wish he would take this a bit more serious. It's not about him, it's about hundreds of thousands that are affected by it.
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wardenparker · 1 year
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Hi Constance! I'm MJ. I saw your post about being bored. I'm laying in bed with a head cold. Thought I'd take the moment to say how much I loved Sassanach and the Spaniard. I don't write any Pero stories, but love to read them. I got really invested in that one and I adored it. Honestly, it was the perfect length, great pacing, wonderfully romantic. It was just what I needed after my long day at work. So, thanks! Try and enjoy your evening regardless...
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Hi MJ! I have a really lovely friend from my years in the theater also named MJ who once played my mother in a show I wrote. Positive associations!
Thank you so much for your kind words. That was a really special project for myself and @absurdthirst and we loved writing every word. I know that most of my stories result in ‘family’ being defined as including children for the couples at the center of the story and we wanted to play with a family legacy that wholeheartedly and adoringly engaged with a childless couple. Family has many more definitions than parents and child.
Anyway, thank you so much for reading and I hope your cold backs off soon so you can start to feel better!
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etmgpa · 1 year
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Let's see if I understand correctly ...
The big deal about the Dec. 1 availability in the US is because this is the first time the whisky would be on the shelf, physically available for purchase, vs ordering/shipping via Reserve Bar or whoever. And, yes, it took me a while to put this together because:
I really didn't pay close attention 😁 and, mostly since I live in a state (Pennsylvania) with draconian liquor laws/regulations I am unable to have it delivered to me. (FYI several states in the US have similar restrictions). And the chances of seeing any Sassanach Spirits on the shelf are probably slim to none since we have a state-controlled liquor store system, vs Total Wine type stores for purchase.
I like a good whisky sour and have been known to have an old fashioned now and then. But honestly, I'm a beer drinker. Then wine. I don't dislike spirits, just not my go to adult beverage. And no matter how curious I would be to try the Sassanach, I would not purchase it without being able to sample first, especially with a price point of over $100 US! (b-t-w, you can substitute any name of booze for SS, my statement remains. I want to know that I will like it, really like it, before spending that much).
NY sold out of all 400 bottles ... so patrons are back to ordering online. Unless it can be restocked in a timely manner. Assuming Miami will be a wash-rinse-repeat. But will it be available at other TW locations? Were NY and Miami just test markets to see if it would sell? And if so, what could they be learning that they didn't already know:
Fans will flock to these locations to buy the booze because they can have their name and his signature written on the neck of the bottle,
Fans will flock to these locations to stand next to SAMMF (yes, I deliberately combined the initials of the real person with the fictional character, because, well, haven't some of them already done so?) and
Fans will flock to these locations to have a selfie taken. And of course, post it on sm praising him and his product to high heavens.
And before anyone says it, yes, I know that every product/service out there has a "customer base" or "regulars." However, if you want to sustain or grow, you need to bring new customers into the fold. You can't keep picking the same pockets over and over again.
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tkstrrand · 1 year
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Fanfic origin story
thank you for the tag @ravens-words 🖤
What was your first fandom (reading and/or writing)?
Reading: i believe that it was teen wolf and Spn
Writing: The first three fics I posted were Teen wolf, then Shadowhunters and then Spn
What was the first story you ever wrote?
It was a Teen wolf AU, i wrote it back in 2015 and never finished it (oops and apologies to the person who commented the other month asking if it will ever be updated…unfortunately not)
What's a piece of advice you would give your younger fic writing self? 
From looking back at my old work - separate your paragraphs lol, i have some massive blocks of writing.
But also, just write - even if it's not perfect and there are errors, just find your writing style and keep writing.
What's an early fandom interaction that stuck with you (be it a nice comment, a friend you made, a fic that got a lot of fedback)? 
There are so many people that have influenced my tumblr/fandom experience, i have to give a shout-out to two of the most important
EJ @ravens-words, my dearest and bestie, you have beta read soooo many of my fics and have pushed me to write when I couldn’t, you listen to my chaotic rambles that turn into the fics and are always there to brainstorm and help with ideas, most of my tarlos/malex fics wouldn’t be here without you.
Ashley @bellamyblakru - my amazing co-admin, from your sassanach sister across the sea, I can 1000% say i wouldn’t be writing Merthyr fics without you, you brought me into that fandom and have ALWAYS, supported my fics, no matter what fandom it's for and even for shows you don’t watch, I hope you know how much that means to me! in summary; these two amazing people are the reason I write/post and I love them 💛💖
Post a sentence or two from an older fic and a sentence or two from a newer one (if you want)
Your heart knows the truth
Merlin felt his lip quiver. For as long as he had known Arthur, he had never wished the man didn’t care for Merlin, he'd never wished that Arthur didn’t feel the same as he did.  But today he did. He wished with all his heart that Arthur just saw Merlin as some servant, someone who could be replaced.  Merlin closed his eyes, another tear escaping. For the first time, Merlin wished that Arthur didn’t love him like he loved Arthur.
False hope is a terrible thing, if it's the only thing keeping you alive you'll be dead by dawn.
TK glanced down at the phone next to him, “No word from Carlos?” She asked, her voice gentle. The Adam's apple in his throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, the wood of the chopstick creaking from his tight grip. “No,” He lamented. TK went to take a bite of food, pausing as he found his appetite was gone. TK let them fall back into the box, TK sticking the chops in and placing the food on the table. TK rested his elbows on his thighs, his hands clasped together as his chin rested on them, “I fucked up,” He confessed.
tagging: @morganaspendragonss @marwani-strickland @lire-casander @tailoredshirt @bluenet13 @howlingsaturn🧡
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inlovewithquotes · 1 year
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Time doesn't matter, Sassanach. You will always be beautiful to me.
-Jamie Fraser
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girlwithamissingpearl · 9 months
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Here we go again. The criticism of SH’s Sassanach Gin tour is as expected. Not everyone has to like what he does. That’s fair. But that continuing narrative that he takes advantage of his fans? Sorry, but that’s a hard no for me.
Personally I don’t know how the actual fuck he does it. Ten years in and he is still gracious and accommodating to all his fans, even those that cross every line. How is unsolicited groping ever acceptable? I think he is far too affable. But the he’s taking advantage of his fans continues. If all he wanted to do was was an Outlander pump and dump cash grab, not only is he doing it all wrong, he’s working far to hard. Rather than invest his own money and produce a craft product, he could have purchased a house brand equivalent of whisky and gin, and concentrate on labels. Imagine limited edition pumpkin spice, thanksgiving, Christmas, new year’s, Valentine’s Day, shirtless-you get the idea- SH limited edition bottles. I think he’s looking beyond that and trying to build a brand.
There’s also been a lot written about the individual appearances and signings. I would never camp out at midnight to get a place in line, but a 6-8 hour wait? There are a small group of gals that I follow and Dm with, that I would gladly grab a lawn chair and sunscreen and happily take my place in line with. Not sure if they would be as keen, but @khccbc1745, @kiaora45, @harriethattie, @caldineens, @collectido, @ maryofboston, @ Stargazer74 , @andorra97 and many more, who take the time to not only comment, but call me out when I get things wrong(which I have been known to do) you know who you are- I’d wait in line, with any of these women, in a heartbeat. Even though we range in age-40-80- I don’t think we would have a single second of silence. With a group, you take turns getting coffee, snacks, lunch…quick SH selfie, hotel nap, dinner and drinks. I think that’s the part people don’t get when they see the long lines. It’s not for everyone, but it’s also for most a once in a lifetime thing. Go ahead and laugh, a couple of years ago I was the first to make fun of people like me, but scrolling through the fandom has become one of my favourite things to do, and something I don’t have to share with other family and friends that will never understand the joy of all things Outlander and SH😊. The other thing that most people don’t get is that, and I think I can speak not only for myself but the other amazing women in the fandom, we really don’t take each other that seriously. This is fun, and for me definitely a guilty pleasure bc🥸I’m so happy that I have these like minded people I can commiserate with because I just watched the last mid season episode of season 7. How dare they say…to be continued next year. Next year? Ffs.
On a final note, a fun fact. If we didn’t have tickets for tennis, I definitely would have gone to the Scottish festival in Fergus Ontario to see our very own hometown boy CV, and RR and for once be able to post some original pics. Not far from home, I’ve been to the festival in the past- definitely have Scots in the family tree including a competitive bagpiper- and its always fun. I’ve really enjoyed CV as WR in the first part of season 7 and really looking forward to watching his story unfold. But having to wait until next year to watch the second half of season 7, and who knows how long before season 8 airs. Don’t even get me started about DG, and the timeline for the release of book 10. Seriously considering a class action lawsuit for the cruel and unusual punishment inflicted by DG when she said Jamie’s ghost story would be revealed in the last page of book 10. Why DG? Why? On the other hand, I can take my time scrolling, commenting and posting about season 7. If I was a patient person, which I’m not. So for now I’ll make due with the ongoing commentary of how people around the world refer to the “pineapple swim trunks” SH sports in an upcoming episode of MIK 2. Something budgies….🦜🏊‍♂️🩲…
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engchk10178 · 2 years
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I was just watching Virgin River. Did I see Jack drinking a bottle of Sassanach Whisky?
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Burns Night.
Mackron fanfic.
"Right we're having a Burns Night Supper in the bar tonight so I'd love you to wear a kilt" Mack said to Aaron.
"No way. Its far too drafty" Aaron laughed.
"Well if Kyle and Isaac can wear one so can you" Mack laughed.
"And please don't tell me again what's in a haggis" said Aaron.
"Don't worry it will be lovely. Neeps and tatties to accompany the haggis which is being carried in on a silver platter" Mack said proudly.
"You've pulled out all the stops then" said Aaron giving Mack a kiss.
"A piper is going to play as the Haggis is brought in and I'll certainly be wearing my kit in true Scottish style" said Mack.
"Does that mean no undies then?" Aaron joked.
"That's for me to know and you to find out" laughed Mack.
"So you'll be needing your pipes warmed up then" Aaron grinned.
"My three bonnie lasses will be wearing their tartan dresses I bought them as will their mum and auntie" said Mack "Lucy's parents are coming as well"
"Oh yes they are scottish" said Aaron. "I'm going to be outnumbered"
"Don't worry you won't be the only sassanach there" Mack joked.
"Well how about I give your pipes the once over while the babes are all asleep and Lucy and Melanie have gone to their mum and dads" teased Aaron.
"Thought you'd never ask" laughed Mack chasing Aaron upstairs.
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clan-carruthers · 8 months
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CLAN CARRUTHERS: Teuchter or Sassanach
From wiki and augments: the Teuchter (Highland)-Sassanach (Lowland) divide. (although not exact as the line can be blurred, this remains a reasonable conceptual indicator) Well known Scot’s words have been used to define where a Scot actually comes from, sometimes used disparagingly by the other group and for many generations. These terms split Scotland across linguistic and historical lines,…
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The Heart Don't Lie Chapter 80
A/N Many thanks to the amazing @omgbarbiegurl for the first few lines.
AO3
“Time Travel through stones? That sounds like some story from the ancient Highlands.”
 
“There was once a story my Da told me about The Woman of Balnain. But I always thought it was just a story.”
 
Claire stopped pacing and smiled. “Clearly, it was not.”
 
“Aye clearly.” She shakes her head again.
 
“How are you so calm about all this?”
 
He grins. “Weel Sassanach, growing up in the Highlands, the place full of mysteries and wonder, it is easier.”
 
“That makes sense. Even with all my travels, this is a lot.”
 
“Aye,” he pulls her against him wrapping his arms around her belly, “what bothers me most isn’t the time travel, it is the idea of my ancestors kicking her out with a bairn.”
 
She sighs, resting her head back against him. His gentle heart is one of the many things she loves most about him.  “Is there a way to find out?”
 
He hums against her. “Been thinking about that, there may be. Brian kept meticulous records. Going through them might answer the question.”
 
“What of Andrew? Does this new information change your mind about him being part of Rose’s future?”
 
“No, it makes me even more sure about him. He didn’t have to say anything, you know. Took a risk in doing so. Were we to think him crazy, or worse, were Rose too. But he wanted honesty. That is impressive.”
 
“I agree.”
 
His hand has been moving over her stomach as they talked. Now he stops and frowns. She senses the change in him.
 
“What?”
 
“Claire, are you with child again?”
 
She starts and laughs, thinking he is joking. When he stays still, not joining in, she turns and meets his eyes. “You’re  serious?”
 
He takes her hand and places over her lower abdomen. “Aye.”
 
She hasn’t fully lost the weight from carrying the twins but… under her hand was a firm bump. Tiny but there.
 
“Goodness! My cycles have been off since they were born. I just thought.. Heavens, I need to take a test!” she meets his eyes, “Are we happy?”
 
In answer, he takes her lips and leads her to the bed.
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bcacstuff · 9 months
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Wonder who approved the English flag on top of the 'Scottish Wild Gin' on the framed entry to the tasting room? Just as offensive to some as the use of the word Sassanach.
Anon, that part is not theirs. It's the part of the hotel they had their presentation or tasting whatever it was. It's at the Windsor Court Hotel where they used the library for it. It wasn't at the Carlton Ritz where most of the event takes place.
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Thanks you know who you are, for pointing that out to me 😉
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