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Jamie & Claire + laughing together

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OUTLANDER ⇢ 1x07 | THE WEDDING

You have my name, my clan, my family. And, if necessary, the protection of my body as well.

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Next chapters coming soon❤️

Once I was an Eagle Masterlist

It’s funny the things you remember - like spilled coffee making a stain on my coat, chilly November morning and memory of hot whisper sending goosebumps down my skin, “I love you” said in an agony and fear of losing him, losing us. Or the vase that Jamie had bought me and it found its place on the top shelf in my bedroom.

Chapter I: The beginnings

Chapter II: Sassenach

Chapter III: Catharsis

Chapter IV: Lovestruck. Part I

Chapter V: Lovestruck. Part II

Chapter VI: Flecks of Sun

Chapter VII: Mince pies & baubles

Chapter VIII: Home

Chapter IX: Once upon a dream 

Chapter X: Of loss and faith

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Hey lovely people!

It has been a weird and rough year for everyone and this fandom as well. I stopped writing myself as well as reading any fanfics at all. And I see there’s been many shifts in Outlander community and it makes me sad. But I still get messages and some comments from those you have been following Once I was an Eagle. I am touched and glad you like this story and want it to be continued.

I know I have been absent for a year but the fact that there are still readers who enjoyed it and wait for next chapters is a great sign that maybe I should keep writing.

And I definitely will! As bold as it might sound but I love the story of my Claire and Jamie and there’s still so much more ahead of them.

So yeas, I’ll be back soon enough with new chapters❤️

Thank you for sticking with me and this story. It means a lot.

xx.

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                                           you don’t have to worry about me. i’m just a little shaken.

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Jamie and Claire forever.

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For I smell of the earth And I’m worn by the weather

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— Alfred Lord Tennyson

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part 1 → (x)

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requested by Anon: Claire + in the sofa turning around to look at modern Jamie

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The Frasers of the Ridge are here!

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Atonement, Chapter 25

A/N: Alright. Take a deep breath and get a strong drink, friends. You’re gonna need it.

The chapter of this title comes from the song of the same name by Florence + The Machine. If you’re not familiar with it, have a wee listen on youtube! The lyrics are about the most dead-on descriptor of this chapter I could have come up with if I tried.

Previously: Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11, Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 15, Ch 16, Ch 17, Ch 18 , Ch 19, Ch 20, Ch 21, Ch 22, Ch 23, Ch 24

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: No Light, No Light

Claire longed for her nightmares.

For anything — anything — her woefully inadequate imagination had conjured as the ‘worst-case scenario.’

She wanted him to wheel on her, scream in her face, accuse and curse and rage. She needed him to be angry, to hate her as much as she hated herself. 

Not this.

Jamie stood motionless, staring blankly at the floor for several minutes after the door clicked shut. When at last he turned to look at her, there was a moment — a fraction of a second — in which his eyes sought hers, begging her to contradict every vile and venomous word that had spilled from Frank Randall’s mouth. 

But one good look at her, and he knew.

For as long as she lived, Claire would remember the moment she watched Jamie Fraser’s heart break. 

His hair was still mussed from her roaming hands, his lips swollen from kissing her, and his eyes burned blue as flame, desperate and pleading, and then… 

Nothing.

It was as if the light inside of him guttered out. 

All of the radiance, the joy, the wit and passion that blazed so brightly in Jamie’s beautiful soul was just… gone. 

He stared at her through empty eyes, watching the tears stream down her cheeks until the silence grew too painful to bear. 

“I’m waiting for you to say something,” he rasped. “Anything that approaches an explanation.”

Jesus H. Christ, how many nights had she spent pacing these floorboards, meticulously choosing her words in preparation for this very moment? She had polished her narrative until it was linear and coherent, sympathetic but honest; practiced the script so many times she could have recited it in her sleep. 

But, of course, the moment she needed it, the words abandoned her entirely.

Keep reading…

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#2020

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He thought he’d waited too long; Fraser lay motionless for several minutes. Then the big hand stirred, half-closing swollen fingers; the ghost of a motion, grasping after time that slipped away. “Tell her … I meant it.”

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Stay with me. I’m right here.

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requested by Anon: Claire + caressing Jamie