You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit?

Jonathan Wolverton Randall head of His Majesty's dragoons I intend to bring order to the Scottish Highlands.

[dark-imagineoutlander-blog]

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[blackjack-randall]

This is a blog I run I will fill all your prompts no matter what. I want this to become popular I want this to be a place you can submit prompts without fear or shame. If you need to, anon is always turned on!

[outlandersfans-blog]

From this week Outlander Newsletter - Ep.115 “Wentworth prison”

[outlander-screencaps]

[thebookofmuses]

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Jamie smiled. “Da” he said quietly, “yer can call me Da” he whispered.

“Da…” she smiled softly. “I like that…I am glad we had a chance to meet each other. I never thought this would happen.”

[blackjack-randall]

“I know lass…I used ter dream of yer when yer were a wee bairn I used ter see yer under yer floating balls of light”

[thebookofmuses]

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Jamie couldn’t believe his daughter was there. He kept stealing glances at her overwhelmed that she was there beside him. “The house…I haven’a finished it yet so there’s a shelter fer you and yer maid” he said slightly ashamed.

Brianna followed her father into the house and looked around. “It looks great. It will look amazing when it’s done.” She was trying to figure out what to call him. This was her dad…but she had just met him.”

[blackjack-randall]

Jamie smiled. “Da” he said quietly, “yer can call me Da” he whispered.

[thebookofmuses]

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When he was dressed, Jack smiled and picked up the small purse leaving the room.

Brianna went back to her room and met with Lizzie again. She knew what had happened, but Brianna did not want to discuss it. She was cold and distant, and her instructions to Lizzie were to simply let her lie down and rest.

The next day, they made the journey to find her parents. It was not easy, but they were able to find them and have a joyous reunion. The happy family made their way back to Fraser’s Ridge.

[blackjack-randall]

Jamie couldn’t believe his daughter was there. He kept stealing glances at her overwhelmed that she was there beside him. “The house…I haven’a finished it yet so there’s a shelter fer you and yer maid” he said slightly ashamed.

[victinisource]

Writing a villain in the RPC is basically walking on eggshells and it's terrible. Please, for the love of god, stop treating muns who write villain muses like the scum of the earth. These are human beings that just happen to enjoy writing a certain character.

Writing a character with questionable morals ≠ apologism for their actions.

Your muse is free to treat a villain muse like shit. The great thing about RP is that there's a lot of freedom of choice when it comes to how you write your muse. What ISN'T okay is getting mad at the other mun for having the villain muse snap back, or just writing a villain muse in general.

It's like, when they get the villain muse to snap, they're automatically a bad person who broke into your house, pissed on your bed as you went to lay in it, stole all your cans of chicken noodle soup, egged your house, and ran away laughing. If they don't make their muse snap, they're suddenly writing a villain as "too kind" and their portrayal is automatically bad in some people's eyes. It is LITERALLY walking on eggshells and it's terrible.

If you have an issue with villain muses or the muns that write them, DON'T WRITE WITH VILLAIN MUSES. You are able to curate your own RP experience however you wish. Just don't be a dick to other people about their muses.

[thebookofmuses]

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He sat up lazily getting dressed watching her. “Do you require help?”

She got up and kicked the money away from her. “I need nothing from you except that I leave now without you stopping me.”

[blackjack-randall]

When he was dressed, Jack smiled and picked up the small purse leaving the room.

[thebookofmuses]

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“No but here” he got up as well and threw a bag of coin at her. “A whore should be paid”

She glared up at him. “I don’t want the money from the devil himself.” She wanted to fight him, but she also wanted to just get out and  hide away from the world.

[blackjack-randall]

He sat up lazily getting dressed watching her. “Do you require help?”

[thebookofmuses]

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“I know how you and your father sound when you reach your end” he said quietly, “he will know my touch will always haunt you.”

“A scream is not always pleasure…” she muttered as she forced herself to stand out of bed. “You cannot do anymore to me. I have no reason to stay.”

[blackjack-randall]

“No but here” he got up as well and threw a bag of coin at her. “A whore should be paid”

[thebookofmuses]

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Jack was watching her curiously as he laid behind her, he smiled placing a hand on her hip stroking gently as if a lover, “what will your father say? To know you’ve been disgraced?”

She recoiled from his touch and tried to slide away. “If you think either of my parents would look at me poorly for this, then you are oblivious to the world around you.”

[blackjack-randall]

“I know how you and your father sound when you reach your end” he said quietly, “he will know my touch will always haunt you.”

[blackjack-randall]

Who do you think would come out alive between BJR and Bonnet?

[thebookofmuses]

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He laughed as he dragged her back, he slapped her hard and punched her in the stomach to silence and incapacitate her. “Darkness is where I inhabit and darkness is where I belong” he said simply smiling.

She coughed as her body tried to recover from the punch to the gut.

After what seemed like hours of screaming. She laid on the bed writhing in a ball. She felt broken…used….dirty. Her body was covered in cuts and brusies. Tears strained her cheeks as she tried to get herself up.

[blackjack-randall]

Jack was watching her curiously as he laid behind her, he smiled placing a hand on her hip stroking gently as if a lover, “what will your father say? To know you’ve been disgraced?”

[thebookofmuses]

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He held her tightly pulling her arm tightly so she was immobile. “I see you have that Fraser spirit” he said laughing, “but I broke your father and I can break you.” He whispered, “you will give me your soul as he did.” Jack meant to take his time but first he had to subdue the woman so she would be more pliable.

No matter how he held her back, she tried to keep fighting, despite how much she was struggling. “Why do you take such pleasure out of those suffering?” she growled before turning to the door. “Help me! Someone help me!” There was panic in her voice as she feared Lizzie would not be able to get help in time.”

[blackjack-randall]

He laughed as he dragged her back, he slapped her hard and punched her in the stomach to silence and incapacitate her. “Darkness is where I inhabit and darkness is where I belong” he said simply smiling.

[thebookofmuses]

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Jack pounced. He grabbed her tight to his chest as he locked the door quickly pushing her against it as he pressed his body against her from behind. “You look just like your father” he whispered in her ear, “did you really think I was going to let you go?”

She screamed as he pulled her away. Lizzie tried to react but the door was shut. Brianna’s whole body tried to fight against him. “Lizzie! Get help! Now! Tell them I’m here!” She tried to push herself off the door and moved her arms behind to hopefully hit something that would make him recoil.

[blackjack-randall]

He held her tightly pulling her arm tightly so she was immobile. “I see you have that Fraser spirit” he said laughing, “but I broke your father and I can break you.” He whispered, “you will give me your soul as he did.” Jack meant to take his time but first he had to subdue the woman so she would be more pliable.

[thebookofmuses]

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“Yes this would be the safest route” he traced it with his finger, “I would stick to main roads avoid travelling at night all sorts of…unsavoury men are on the road then.”

Brianna opened the door quickly, causing Lizzie to jump.

“Mistress…this gentleman was showing me the way to Fraser’s Ridge.” She could see Brianna’s fear, and she didn’t realize her explanation did not calm her in the slightest.

“Lizzie…There is much to explain, but I need to you to leave now and complete what I asked. Is that clear?” Lizzie nodded and made her way out. Bree turned to follow her out.

[blackjack-randall]

Jack pounced. He grabbed her tight to his chest as he locked the door quickly pushing her against it as he pressed his body against her from behind. “You look just like your father” he whispered in her ear, “did you really think I was going to let you go?”

[thebookofmuses]

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He pulled out a large map spreading it out on a table for her. “We’re here” he said pointing out where they were, “Fraser’s Ridge is in this direction.”

As they entered the room, Brianna was able to spot Lizzie from her position on the other side of the hallway. “No…” she uttered as she bolted towards the hallway.

Lizzie studied the map. “It seems to be a straight path towards the West.”

[blackjack-randall]

“Yes this would be the safest route” he traced it with his finger, “I would stick to main roads avoid travelling at night all sorts of…unsavoury men are on the road then.”