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It seems that I may be a trailblazer of sorts with the ADOW fanfic (at least on Tumblr).  Thank you to all who have liked and commented on it.  I hope to write more.  Feel free to send me prompts for any scenes you’d like to see.

hi imabeweaver. I think I read my first ADOW All Souls Trilogoy fanfic. I found @sassenachmusings's blog. I enjoyed reading in more detail about Diana x Matthews wedding nite. It keeps me wanting more... LOL :) I wonder if you know of any other All Souls Trilogy fanfic sites or blogs ?

Hey, Anon!

ADOW fanfic is a new one for me. I haven’t actively searched for it, since I’m happy with the story as-is. Your best bets are checking out A03 (An Archive of Our Own) archiveofourown.org and Fanfiction.netThose are my fav resources for fanfic in other fandoms.

Do we know if there are dedicated tumblr (or other) blogs for fanfic, ADOW family? @daemonsdomain @allsoulspod @thetenthknot

And thanks for the question! I hope we can collectively give you answers!*

(Everyone feel free to tag anyone else who might have found ADOW fics or writes them!)

*Fics of the All Souls world will probably have a larger and better pool once the show airs 😉

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Hi Sassenach. I'm an All Souts Trilogy Fan. I love A Discovery of Witches and Shadow of Night books. Agree with you that Deborah Harkness could have added more "details". LOL. Your writing is fantastic and I could picture Diana x Matthew doing what they do on their honeymoon night. I look forward to reading more. Thank you.

Thank you Anon! I’m glad you enjoyed my fic. I find that even though I love the books, I wanted more connection between them, both physical and emotional, to solidify why they’re a great couple. I hope to do more of these fleshed out scenes in the future. Thanks for reading.

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I love the Amelia Peabody book series. Amelia is so much like Claire in Outlander. The dynamic between her and Emerson is so interesting and their family is very unique to say the least. There are lots of books in the series too. I highly recommend them!

Emerson: You will have to take charge of the dig, Amelia.

Amelia: Of course.

Emerson: Don't sound so blase. You will have to proceed with extreme caution, for fear of rockfalls and traps; and if you do find the burial chamber and enter it without me, I will divorce you.

Amelia: Naturally.

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New Fic Based on All Souls Trilogy

I’ve recently become enthralled with the All Souls Trilogy by Deborah Harkness.  I love the intense relationship between Diana and Matthew.  As most of my followers know, I’m a fan of highly intense, romantic love scenes, as we’ve seen expertly illustrated in the Outlander book series.  To be honest, while I adore the All Souls Trilogy, I believe that the intimate scenes could be fleshed out more (pun intended).  There are good “starts”, but way too many “fades to black” in my opinion.  With that in mind, I’ve decided to try to expand some of those more romantic, intimate scenes to explore what is possible between these two wonderfully unique creatures, and to celebrate the love we know is there.

WARNING:  IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE ALL SOULS TRILOGY (PARTICULARLY BOOK 2), THERE WILL BE SPOILERS.  READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!  The story is below the cut.  Enjoy!

Consummation

After the wedding, Matthew and I made our way up to his chamber.  The maid brought wine, which Matthew immediately put to good use, and she began to remove my jewels, putting them away carefully into a box. I felt Matthew’s eyes on me, two points of cool appraisal studying  me languorously from head to toe. “I’ll see to that,” Matthew said sharply, startling the maid. “Yes, my Lord.”  The maid quickly gathered up the veil that she had just removed, sat down the jewelry box and left hastily. I looked after her retreating form, then at Matthew.  “You sure do have a way with people.  Does everyone do what you say all the time?” “Yes,” he said, matter-of-factly, then added, “for the most part.” I smiled mischievously.  “Oh and do you expect me to do as you say as well?” He smiled, setting down his wine glass and rising from the chair.  He looked at me, never breaking eye contact, and sauntered toward me. His eyes were dark and fathomless as they bore into me.  My breath caught with the intensity of that gaze. “Mon Coeur,” he said huskily, touching my cheek.  “You are so beautiful.” His hand moved down to my neck, and he caressed my ear with his thumb. “Ahhhh,” I sighed with his touch.   He leaned forward and touched his lips to my neck, just behind my ear.  He inhaled my scent there, his breath shuttering as he tried to retain his control.  By this time, his other hand had snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “Diana,” he breathed, reaching down to untie my skirts. I gasped as his hand moved between my bodice and skirts, skimming my lower abdomen lightly with his fingers.  I could feel his cool skin through the thin smock I wore beneath my dress.   He worked at the laces of my skirt as he touched my lips with his.  He kissed me long and deep, eliciting a soft moan from my throat.   “Matthew,” I whispered.  The mention of his name seemed to spur him on and his efforts with my skirts became more frantic.   Finally, my skirts dropped to the floor and his hands moved around me to grab my ample backside through the thin linen of my smock.  There was a deep growl rumbling from his throat, and I could feel the vibrations coursing through me. “Matthew,” I said again, breathless and urgent for his touch. He began tugging on the laces of my bodice, and I could feel his frustration as the minutes wore on. “For the life of me, I don’t understand why women’s fashion has to be so complicated.  I can’t get the bloody thing off of you.” I chuckled.  “Weren’t you the one that wanted to take things slow?” He growled again, frustration apparent in his face. “Not anymore!  We are properly wed, in front of God and everyone else, and I mean to make love to my wife…now!” After a few more seconds of fruitless tugging, Matthew had had enough.  The laces were suddenly ripped out of the bodice and it fell to the floor. “Matthew!  My dress!” “To hell with the dress, Diana.  I’ll buy you a dozen more if you want.  But for now, you’re mine!” He wrapped his arms around me, feeling my heated skin through the thin fabric of my smock.  He caressed me all over before beginning to pull off the garment.  He removed it in one swift movement, barely pausing before taking my lips once again. I grabbed the front of his britches, his tell-tale hardness straining behind the dark fabric.  I made quick work of his ties, and pushed them off of his hips.  I gasped, as I often did when seeing him in all his glory.   He gave me a wolffish grin before tearing off his doublet and shirt as if they were tissue paper.  We stood, caressing each other's bodies with hands and lips.  He devoured my neck in kisses and then made his way down to my breast.  His cool lips took one nipple into his mouth, eliciting a rush of sensation that traveled down to my womb.   I whimpered as he suckled each breast, and I felt the exquisite ache of arousal between my legs. He sensed it too and looked up at me with smoldering eyes. He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent.  He knew he had me. His eyes bore into mine with frantic intensity.  This was it.  Finally, we were going to make love.  Finally, we would be one. He wrapped his arms around me again and then picked me up, slowly lowering me again so that our our bodies caressed each other, every inch pulsing with desire. Desire.  I had thought I’d known what it meant, but now I realized that nothing in my life before Matthew even came close.  Being with him, I became desire.   Every cell of my body was attuned to him, alight with passion and thrumming with electricity. I was so wrapped up in the feeling of him that I didn’t realize at first that he had suddenly become still.  I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me in wonder,  his eyes bright, as if looking into the sun.   “Matthew, what is it?”  I asked, softly. His mouth opened to say something, but he found no words.  Instead, he reached for my hand and brought it up to his lips, showing me what had caught his attention.   My skin was literally glowing, like golden sunlight.  I should have been scared, but I wasn’t.  The warmth radiating in my skin wrapped around us both like a cocoon, sheltering us in love. Matthew smiled, amazement and love on his face.  Without another word, he picked me up into his arms and took me over to the bed.  He laid me gently on the soft coverlet, admiring every inch of me before moving to lay beside me. “This is new,”  he said, smiling.  He ran one finger down my arm.  “You are radiant, Mon Coeur.” “This hasn’t happened before.  What do you think it means, Matthew?” “I don’t know, Diana, but it is beautiful.”   He ran his finger across my rib cage and around each breast before moving down to my stomach.  His finger circled my navel, eliciting a giggle from my lips before dipping down further. My breath caught again and I shuttered with sensation as his hand moved between my legs. “Matthew,” I sighed as he ran his fingers over my moist flesh.   His breath quickened and I could feel him getting harder against my thigh.  His expression of wonder morphed into one of determination. “I need you, Diana.  Now and forever.  Will you let me love you?” “Yes,” I said, breathlessly.  “Oh yes, Matthew.” He moved over me and my legs instinctively parted as he nestled closer.   “Diana, are you sure…?” I reached up to touch his face, looking deeply into his eyes.  “Yes, my love.  We are one, now and forever.  Take me, Matthew.  Take me now.” He regarded me for one more moment, then moved against me, teasing my sensitive flesh with his. “Now Matthew.  Please.” In one solid movement, he was in me.  Hot flesh surrounding a cool core.  I gasped at the shock of it, an exquisite intrusion that all at once became as natural to me as breathing.  We were truly one in soul and body, and I knew I would never be the same again.   “Diana?”  Matthew looked concerned.  Are you all right darling?” “Yes.  I’m…wonderful.”  I smiled.  “I just never realized how good your coolness would feel in me.  It’s…” “Intense,” he finished for me, closing his eyes in ecstasy as he continued moving within me. He was right.  It was intense.  It wasn’t just the contrast of hot and cold, but there was a sort of power that welled up between us.  I imagined that I could see the whole of time as he loved me, and I felt the chain between us pulsing and strengthening, forging an unbreakable bond to last through all eternity.    I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him deeper.  His movements increased and I gasped again at the exquisite sensations within.  He touched my soul as his body reached my core, finding a home within my very being, where he would reside forever. All at once, the world culminated in an explosion of light.  I gave him all of myself in that moment of blissful surrender.  He reared up and cried out in his turn, the fireworks exploding around us as we took our ultimate pleasure in each other. After a few moments, he lay beside me again, wide eyed and shaking.  I was shaking too, still trying to process what had just happened. “Matthew?  Are you ok?”   His startled expression softened into a huge smile.  He placed his hand on my cheek, caressing it with his fingers. “Mon Coeur,” he said softly.  “I am more than ok.  I am yours.”

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Hello are you ok? Miss you!

Thank you anon.  I appreciate you checking in on me.  I’m ok, but have had to take a step back on my writing for a while.  I hope to do more on Tumblr soon, but I’m not sure exactly what form that will take.  I’ve been venturing into mixed media art and it’s been my focus lately.  Hopefully I’ll get some inspiration to resume my fanfic writing soon or find a different way to celebrate our favorite books/show.  

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Miss your writing!!!

Thank you anon.  I miss writing too, but I’ve had to take an extended break from it.  Real life is hitting me hard right now and I’ve had to step back for the time being.  I do plan to start again once everything calms down a bit.  

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Can you write an update of Love at the Start? I love that series! Maybe some papa Jamie moments?

I am glad you like the story.  Right now, I’m not sure where to take it.  Once I have inspiration, I may continue it.  Feel free to send more ideas and prompts to help inspire me. :)

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Please continue Love in Between.

Actually, I have another chapter nearly completed.  I’ll post as soon as I get a chance to wrap it up.  Thanks for reading! :)

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It’s like you read my mind.  I’m thinking the same thing.  I still want to enjoy the show, and I don’t think I can do that with the current climate with SC.  At this point, I don’t care about their “status” or them in general.  From now on, they’re just actors playing a part in a very good TV show.  That’s the only way I can continue being a fan.  

I will likely do similar changes on my blog as well.  The drama is not worth it.

Thanks @its-me-claire for so eloquently voicing what many of us are thinking/feeling at the moment.

Dear followers

I’m not the first today and I don’t think I will be the last but I wanted to let you know that this blog will no longer be an Outlander-only blog and definitely not a SC blog. After this last shitstorm I’m really done. I unfollowed them on SM because I have no interest in their personal lives anymore or their SO’s. I’m really disappointed in both of them. Not because they are not together, I stopped shipping a long time ago, but for all the stupid games that have been played. And because I want to fully enjoy S3 in September I don’t need all the shit I’m sure is coming during the hiatus. 

So I will change the name and the theme of my blog. Don’t know what it will be yet but I’ll let you know. I watch a lot of shows, love beautiful photo’s, music, nature, and of course the JC fics, so it will be a blog with all kinds of posts. If you don’t like it, feel free to unfollow, no hard feelings. I just have to do this to make sure I don’t lose my love for Outlander and Jamie and Claire. 

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This could be fun!

For Writers:

Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer.  Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization?  Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?

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My Fan Fiction Master List

I’ve finally updated my fan fiction master list.  You can find it on my main blog page, but for convenience, I’ve also copied it below.

Fan Fiction Master List

Below are links to my Outlander Fan Fiction.  You can also find these stories on AO3 and Fanfiction.net under the name Sassenachlove.  Enjoy!

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LOVE AT THE START

This series explores the story of Outlander, but with Jamie and Claire both being smitten from the beginning.  I’ve streamlined the story to focus on how the relationship between Claire and Jamie blossomed and grew into the soul-deep, timeless bond we know and love.

Chapters (Ongoing)

The Stones

The Concert

The Gathering

The Hunt

Leaving Leoch

Serendipity

The Wedding

Lessons of the Bedchamber

The Raid

Return to Leoch

The Truth

Homecoming

Making Plans

Good Morning - Part 1

Good Morning - Part 2

Joy

Portents

About The Future

Confessions

Letters From Paris

Special Delivery

What’s in a name?

What’s Really Important

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LOVE IN BETWEEN

Just before the battle of Culloden, Jamie and Claire are at the stones, about to say goodbye forever.  Instead, by a twist of fate, Jamie goes with Claire through the stones, but this time they travel to the year 1845, the era of Queen Victoria.  Both are out of their element, but they soon learn how to survive in this new era of prosperity and invention.

Chapters (Ongoing)

Into the Rabbit Hole

Settling In

Unexpected Developments

A Journey of Marvels

Setting Up Shop

Special Order

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LOVE ONLINE

Jamie and Claire find each other on an online dating site and finally meet in person.

Chapters (Ongoing)

Romancing The Web

Waiting For Your Call

Anticipation

Date Of Destiny

Home

Forever

Sweet Nirvana

One

Homeward Bound

Wedding Day

Cottage Pleasures

Honeymoon - Part 1

Honeymoon - Part 2

Complications

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STAND ALONE STORIES

The Challenge - Jamie fights a duel for Claire.

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***THE FOLLOWING FIC IS FROM MY SECOND TUMBLR ACCOUNT, SAMCAITFICTION***

LOVE BEHIND THE SCENES (Sam & Cait RPF)

This fictional story is about how Sam & Cait fell in love behind the scenes of Outlander.

Disclaimer:  While some events and people contained herein are real, the actual story, actions, conversations, and speculations are purely fiction.

Chapters (Ongoing)

Beginnings

New Love

Rendezvous

Little Peeks

Munro Love

The First Time

New York Love

Practice Makes Perfect

Photo Shoot

Pretending - Part 1

Pretending - Part 2

Engagement

Comic Con

Room By Room

Preparations

Taming A Cat

Home Is Where Your Heart Is

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“What I’m Reading”
How to play: Share a photo/screenshot of the cover(s) of the book(s) you’re currently reading. Then tag 8 people and ask them to do the same! 

These are the books I’ve either just read or are currently in progress.  At the moment, I’m reading “The Book of Love” (again), the second in a trilogy by Kathleen McGowan - excellent series.  Finished the first one, “The Expected One” (again), just before this one and will likely continue with the “The Poet Prince” soon to finish off my reread of the series.  Along with my fiction reading, I’ve been reading some nonfiction related to writing as well.   I read in either audible or kindle format usually.

I tag @yellowfeather84 @mybeautifuldecay @zoe1078 @supertam87

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Thank you for the shout out @pissedoffsoka13. It's nice to hear that people appreciate the things I write. ❤

much love & thanks, writers

I saw a post earlier thanking the incredibly talented writers but can’t seem to find that post. So, here’s my thanks to each an everyone of you who invest your talent, time, and creativity, as well as your patience and good humor with the endless demands for more!

In no particular order @notevenjokingrightnowfic, @kalendraashtar, @gotham-ruaidh, @bonnie-wee-swordsman, @imagineclaireandjamie, @westerhos, @redstarfiction, @mybeautifuldecay, @takemeawaytocamelot, @lenny9987, @writtenthroughtime, @wanderingsummerbreeze, @thescarlettpeacock, @magnoliasinbloom, @everythingyouweretooafraidtoask, @sapphiresassenach, @suhailauniverse, @whitenightowl, @sassenachmusings…and I am forgetting so many more writers whose work I adore. Please add to the list.

Thanks for lessening the unbearable pain of Droughtlander!

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I appreciate this post very much.  Things do sometimes get in the way and inspiration isn’t always forthcoming.  Sometimes it is hard to give yourself a break and know that it is OK.  

To all my writers out there, particularly fanfic writers because I am one and I’m feelin this hardcore…

It’s okay that you haven’t written for a while, you can take breaks.

You can start writing again whenever you want, you don’t need an excuse.

If you would still like an excuse, here it is: I want you to start again, you should totally do it.

It’s ok if you’re out of practice, you’ll pick up traction again.

We’re all learners and its good to have role models, but try to be better than the writer you were before, and try less to be ‘as good as’ someone else.

It’s alright to abandon a piece if you have no enthusiasm or passion left for it.

It’s okay to be needlessly dramatic.

It’s okay to be needlessly ridiculous.

Write the crackfic, write the rarepair, or write the popular pair. Write what you want to write.

Yes someone has probably written this scene before.

Write it anyway if you want to write it.

Yeah that trope has probably been done a million times.

Use it anyway if you want to use it.

Probably there are people who are tired of reading about that AU.

Write it anyway, they don’t have to read it.

Respect your audience, but don’t let other people dictate what you create.

Reblog your own work. Be proud of it. You deserve to pat yourself on the back.

I’m proud of you, you’re doing great.

Keep writing, keep making stuff. People will care. 

Future you will especially care.

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Love this!  @atom1cflea you are a clever, sassy genius!

5 Outlander Characters That Hate A September Premiere More Than You Do

Because this popped into my head and I won’t be doing any more pieces for Scotland Now/The Daily Record till September, when, for all we know, we might all be in the depths of a nuclear winter and I might not have access to Tumblr. Or fingers.

Slight book spoilers, but nothing beyond what’s already in the press. Read on at your own peril.

1. Frank Randall. This poor bastard is likely the only character that wishes the premiere was two weeks after never. He finally convinced Claire to give it a go for old times’ sake, moved across the ocean, is fathering a child that isn’t his, all in the hope that he can recapture the past.  The inevitable breakdown of his hope and rise of his IDGAF-ness will be both tragic and riveting. I both dread it and also CAN’T WAIT.

2. Bree Randall. Not only does she have to listen to Claire constantly justify herself by describing how SCORCHING the sex was with her bio-dad, the revelation that Jamie is alive (past alive, currently dead, it’s very timey-wimey), means that Bree will now also have to shoulder the burden of making herself a 20th-century orphan x3 vs. leaving human baby chinchilla and potential bae (Roger) behind before they even hit first base. Either way, someone’s getting c*ckblocked.

3. Roger Wakefield. There are a lot of dangerous things that happen in the Outlander-verse, but none is as guaranteed to be risky as falling in love with a Fraser. Much like Moses parting the Red Sea, loving a Fraser requires brass balls, excellent hair, and divine intervention. From the moment Roger spied Bree across a room, he hitched his wagon to Satan’s ponies, and it’s only a matter of time before he joins mom-in-law Claire on the dark side. Ain’t nothing like a Randall woman to make a Mackenzie boy lose his gotdamb mind.

4. Claire Fraser-cum-Randall. Claire is not here for a lot of things, and now those things include the Bonnie Prince Charlie, traditional gender roles and the 20th century. We get the sense at the end of S2 that the Randall marriage was unhappy–and we’ll get to see that progression happen–but we’ll also see the pain and loneliness that Claire hides from everyone else, and her despair at never seeing Jamie again. Now that she knows he is alive, she’s pointed herself right at him like a bouffant-y, sexually frustrated arrow, but the man she is going back to won’t be the one she left behind.

5. James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser. Jamie finished up S2 by giving up his wife and child after agreeing to betray his King, killing his uncle and heading off to die in war. You wouldn’t think things could get worse for our Scottish Aslan, but you would be SO WRONG. War. Prison. NO KILTS. Not only does he get to live in constant ignorance of what happened to his family, but that bod is like a Ferrari that only gets driven to oil changes and that is a crying shame. Basically, underneath Jamie’s lagoon of sadness lives a subterranean village of suck, and he has barely set foot on what will be an island cave filled wall-to-wall with WTF.   

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You are an absolute sweetheart ❤

Aww. Thank you Anon! I try. 😜😘❤

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Absolutely loved the new chapter 😘

Thank you sweetie! I'm so glad you like it. Figured they could do with a bit of complication. It will be interesting to see where this goes. 😀