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#outlander 3x05
sassenach77yle · 7 months
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“You are dithering, Beauchamp,” I said to myself. “Time to get on.” I took a deep breath and stood up. “Excuse me,” I said, catching the sleeve of a passing baker’s boy. “I’m looking for a printer—a Mr. Malcolm. Alexander Malcolm.” A feeling of mingled dread and excitement gurgled through my printshop run by Alexander Malcolm in Edinburgh? There was, though; the boy’s face screwed up in thought and then relaxed. “Oh, aye, mum—just down the way and to your left. Carfax Close.” And hitching his loaves up under his arm with a nod, he plunged back into the crowded street. Carfax Close. I edged my way back into the crowd, pressing close to the buildings, to avoid the occasional shower of slops that splattered into the street from the windows high above. There were several thousand people in Edinburgh, and the sewage from all of them was running down the gutters of the cobbled street, depending on gravity and the frequent rain to keep the city habitable. The low, dark opening to Carfax Close yawned just ahead, across the expanse of the Royal Mile. I stopped dead, looking at it, my heart beating hard enough to be heard a yard away, had anyone been listening.It wasn’t raining, but was just about to, and the dampness in the air made my hair curl. I pushed it off my forehead, tidying it as best I could without a mirror...
Cap 24 ~Voyager
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fraserstanclub · 1 year
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"Nobody thought you and Frank were Ozzie and Harriet. I've watched you live a half life for 15 years. If you have a second chance at love, you should take it."
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clairefrser · 5 months
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Outlander 3x05, Freedom & Whiskey 🎄
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cajon-desastre · 3 months
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In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I'll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.
Nicholas Sparks. Dear John
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outlandernetwork · 1 year
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OUTLANDER | 3.05 Freedom and Whiskey
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winnie-the-monster · 5 months
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aceofwhump · 10 months
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Whumpmas In July 2023 - Day 3 - Stitches
Outlander 1x10 | The Winchesters 1x06 | The Night Agent 1x06 | Supernatural 7x02 | Graceland 1x10 | Outlander 1x16 | Teen Wolf 3x05 | The Martian
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ailendolin · 2 years
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What are kitty’s thoughts on outlander? About 90% show is set in the era she is from. Jamie is sort of like kitty in anyway as they manage to become friends with a woman from, their perspective, the future. Also the opening of outlander 2x02 reminds me of bbc ghosts 3x05 as Jamie and Kitty have a fantasy which involves a being with the woman from the future but then she is replaced by their abuser (Eleanor’s real face and black Jack) which symbolises that they cannot forget their traumatic past at the hands of their abuser.
Thank you for the ask, anon.
I'm afraid I can't really say much on this topic because it's been years since I watched Outlander (I think I stopped after s3) and I know way too little about Britain's history and politics to even guess what Kitty might think about a show dealing with the Jacobite uprisings. I mean, she'd probably like the love story of Claire and Jamie but I'm pretty sure she'd be quite disturbed by a lot of other things the show deals with, maybe even to the point of not wanting to watch it anymore.
But like I said, I'm really not the right person to answer this. Sorry.
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whiteraven-s · 4 years
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Just down the way and to the left. Carfax Close, madam
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themusicsweetly · 4 years
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“I will find you,” he whispered in my ear. “I promise. If I must endure two hundred years of purgatory, two hundred years without you...”
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avasetocallmyown · 6 years
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“It’s me, Claire.” 
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sassenach77yle · 7 months
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I took a deep breath, pushed back my hair, and marched into the shadows of Carfax Close.It was a longish, winding close, and the printshop was at the foot. There were thriving businesses and tenements on either side, but I had no attention to spare for anything beyond the neat white sign that hung by the door. A. MALCOLMPRINTER AND BOOKSELLER it said, and beneath this, Books, calling cards, pamphlets, broadsheets, letters, etc. I stretched out my hand and touched the black letters of the name. A. Malcolm. Alexander Malcolm. James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser. Perhaps. Another minute, and I would lose my nerve. I shoved open the door and walked in.
Cap 24~Voyager
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drunklander · 5 years
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I love how Claire and Bree’s hair is like a metaphor for how their lives in the 20th century, while full of the conveniences of modern life, are in ways more restricted by societal expectations than life in the 18th century rural Highlands and Carolina backcountry. In the 1960s, they both straighten their hair to conform to the popular styles of the time. But in the 1760s, they rock their curls.
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Claire & Jamie ►20 years later (3.05)
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cajon-desastre · 3 months
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nordic-sassenach · 7 years
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There must’ve been a part of you that resented me. I was the reason you lost Jamie. Never. What I resented was that I had to leave Jamie. But the day you were born and I held you in my arms and nursed you for the first time and you looked up at me... I’ve never felt anything else like it. 
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