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Sorry to bother but what do u think happened in Jan '16??? Hi Nonnie. It’s no bother at all! Many of us thought that Sam and Cait were plan
Talking about the IFH (Interview From Hell), I found this very interesting post of Always Use Love!
I love you like a son. Like our own son.
This is what it looks like when a verrrrry happily married couple poses together:
This is what it looks like when ‘not together’ costars pose together:
Are you noticing Dornan’s hands?
And then there’s this:
Are you noticing Heughan’s hands?
@ratatouillecg This is beautiful !! ❤️❤️
Happy #PancakeDay...
2018
Papà panqueques 😊
Daddy pancakes 😊
This love is true and forever!
Could it be that the jig is up? Maybe fans have been requesting the marriage certificate and there isn’t one. Maybe it’s time to fess up, and Sam, Matt, and even Sony Television are hinting that the truth is coming. I hope so!
That would be so wonderful Anon. It cannot be ruled out. But the years of following their patterns have left me not so optimistic. I hope you are right. In the absence of a certificate they will need to do something. It's either the truth or more lies.
The jigs been up since January 2016. They know it too, but until it’s a agreed upon by all, nothing will change. There’s no marriage certificate except the real one dated 2015. MIK is a success and Sam’s carefully planning his future after Outlander ends it’s run....which I believe is Season 6. Prior to being cast as Jamie Fraser, he’s gone from nearly leaving his chosen career, to heights not even he could have imagined. He marketable and using time to push his brand. It’s no longer just him and he’s building a future for his wife and family.
Whatever it takes, please!
“Seeing you heals me.”
—
Rumi
(via cajon-desastre)
Wow! That expression on his face…he must feel totally blessed when he looks at her. He adores her! Same with her.
Since we’ve been discussing Matt B. Roberts’ Valentine’s Day posts, I looked back on what I have in my folders. We have already discussed this collage of 4 pictures that Matt did few years back. Diggsydog did the first interpretation. Thank you diggsy. We thought that it had a message because all 4 pics had relevance to wedding or marriage. 1.Left upper pic - SC pic captioned originally as “two becoming one” that caption was deleted but we have the original 2.Right upper pic - the kirkyard photo. Kirk means church 3. Left lower pic - Scene in S1 where Claire was given the marriage contract, read it and she and Jamie had that dialogue about J being a virgin 4. Right lower pic -Craig na Dun Circle of stones or Ring of stones - wedding ring-unending love. Looking back, surprise, surprise, it was posted on November 20, 2016. Could it be an anniversary of an event on the same date on 2015. Looking around that date I found that Caitriona posted a photo of hooks the day before. “Getting hooked?” And guess what? Launch date for Sassenach tartan - November 20, 2019. Coincidences?
Look at Matt’s words - throwback (to the previous year?), good times, so sweet. What is so sweet Matt? Did Sam and Caitriona look so sweet that day?
What did you mean by these hooks, Caiitriona?
GGC’s First product launched on a significant day? Didn’t I say Sam is a sentimental romantic?
Found this post on my archive “Two becoming one”
Well then…hmmm. According to KDS, “Believe what you want”.
claire + 🦋💜
Love love love
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Couldn’t you find a better spot kitten?
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Post #3 from my FB memories of November 10, 2020 Reciprocal Likes
Sam and Cait are each other’s biggest fans…❤️
“We shall see what sort of noises ye dinna make then, Sassenach.”
They’re so happy I can’t 😭😭😭😭
At 5:40... treat it like your lover not your wife...Sam says I don't normal have three people when I... fadeout. What a goose.🙃
Jamie and Claire - For Always and Forever ❤️
samheughan
Thank you all for watching @meninkiltsstarz! Proud of our wee show. Food and drink ep set us up for the journey ahead. Here’s my GM shortbread.. success!😘🥃🏴
Love in the kitchen...
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@wisedreamlandartisan I hear you. You have to make yourself strong. This fandom is not for the faint of heart. You need nerves of steel, a strong heart and a thick skin. You need to build an armor around you, otherwise you’ll just be miserable. Ignore the bullshit. Sam is allowed to interact with other women but the bottom line is, he goes home only to one woman and their bairns. (JMHO of course, for the benefit of the non-believers). I always say: separate the chaff from the golden grains. You’ll be happier. Just enjoy their love.
@wisedreamlandartisan Thank you. Just lighten up. I really enjoyed that cookalong. Sam can have his own cooking show. Maybe, he’ll have his Boos (you know, the ones he was referring to as “our’ kids?) helping him do some Christmas cookies! Can you imagine the chaos??? Well, I guess, Mama will keep everything organized.
Could you post all the times Jamie and Claire say 'I love you' please? I love your blog!
With pleasure, anon!
Outlander
He cast a glance at the horizon, where the sickle moon hung low and rising. “It’s nearly winter, and the nights are long, mo duinne.” He leaned across the fence, reaching and I stepped into his arms, feeling the heat of his body and the beat of his heart.“I love you.”
–
He drew me close again, kissed me gently and whispered in Gaelic, “Hewill let you go because he thinks you are helpless. I know you are not.” Releasing me, he said in English, “I love you. Go now.”
–
“Claire.”“Yes?”“I love you.”“Oh.” I was mildly surprised, but undeniably pleased. “I love you too.”
Dragonfly in Amber
“Oh, Claire, ye do break my heart wi’ loving you.”
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“Mm. You’d forgotten how to say anything’ except ‘I love you,’ but you said that a lot.”The chuckle came back, louder this time. “Oh, aye? Well, could have been worse, I suppose.”
–
The slight breeze was welcome, for the early autumn sun was still hot on my shoulders and calves.“I love you,” I said softly, not meaning him to hear me, but only for the pleasure of saying it.He did hear, though, for the hint of a smile curved the wide mouth. After a moment, he rolled over onto his belly on the plaid beside me. A few blades of grass clung to his back and buttocks. I brushed one lightly away, and his skin shivered briefly at my touch.
–
“I love you,” he muttered, half-awake.“I know,” I said, and fell asleep at once, holding him.
–
“I know it,” he said quietly. “I do know it, my own. Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there’s no so much I can be saying to ye while ye wake, but the same poor words, again and again. While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them. Go back to sleep, mo duinne.”
Voyager
“But here,” he said, so softly I could barely hear him, “here in the dark, with you… I have no name.”I lifted my face toward his, and took the warm breath of him between my own lips.“I love you,” I said, and did not need to tell him how I meant it.
–
“No.” He swallowed; I could hear the sound of it clearly, and feel the pulse beat in his neck where I held him. “But now I have taken ye back from her, as well. I love you — and I love Ian, like he was my own. And I am thinking maybe I cannot have ye both.”
–
“I forgot. I love you,” he said, giving me another shake for emphasis. “And I’m glad you’re no dead. Dinna do that again!”
Drums of Autumn
“No,” he said softly, still looking out at the night. “Not then. There are things worth dying or starving for—but not words.”“Maybe not those words.”He turned to look at me, features dim in starlight, but the hint of a smile visible on his mouth.“Ye know of words that are?”….“What about—'I love you’?”He reached out a hand and touched my face. A breath of air stirred past us, and I saw the small hairs rise along his arm.“Aye,” he whispered. “That’ll do.”
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“Jamie,” I said hesitantly. “Do you believe I love you?”He turned his head and looked down at me for a long moment before replying. The moon shone on his face, picking out his features as though they had been chiseled in marble.“Well, if ye don’t, Sassenach,” he said at last, “ye’ve picked a verra poor time to tell me so.”I let out my breath in the ghost of a laugh.“No, it’s not that,” I assured him. “But—” My throat tightened, and I swallowed hastily, needing to get the words out. “I—I don’t say it often. Perhaps it’s only that I wasn’t raised to say such things; I lived with my uncle, and he was affectionate, but not—well, I didn’t know how married people—”He put his hand lightly over my mouth, a faint smile touching his lips. After a moment, he took it away.I took a deep breath, steadying my voice.“Look, what I mean to say is—if I don’t say it, how do you know I love you?”He stood still, looking at me, then nodded in acknowledgment.“I know because ye’re here, Sassenach,” he said quietly.
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I stepped close to him and put my hands on his shoulders.“I love you.”He looked down at me for a long moment.“I’m glad of it, Claire,” he said quietly, and touched my face. “Verra glad. Come to bed now; I’ll warm ye.”
The Fiery Cross
I unscrewed the stopper and inhaled. Whisky, and very good whisky, too.“I love you,” I said sincerely, and he laughed.“I love ye too, Sassenach,” he said, and gently touched my foot.
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“Jamie—I love you. Be careful!”He didn’t remember Culloden, he said. I wondered suddenly whether that loss of memory extended to the hours just before the battle, when he and I had said farewell. Then I looked into his eyes and knew it did not.“‘Good luck’ will do,” he said, and his hand tightened on mine, likewise frozen to the current that surged between us. “‘I love ye’ does much better.”
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“Sassenach … I love ye now, and I will love ye always. Whether I am dead—oryou—whether we are together or apart. You know it is true,” he said quietly, and touched my face. “I know it of you, and ye know it of me as well.”
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“I love you, a nighean donn. I have loved ye from the moment I saw ye, I will love ye ’til time itself is done, and so long as you are by my side, I am well pleased wi’ the world.”
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“When the day shall come, that we do part,” he said softly, and turned to look at me, “if my last words are not ‘I love you’—ye’ll ken it was because I didna have time.”
A Breath of Snow and Ashes
“Yes. Just now, I was actually trying to rank ‘I love you, I like you, I worship you, I have to have my cock inside you,’ in terms of their relative sincerity.”
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I leaned back against the pillows, feeling a bit better. The fever had quite gone, but I still felt wraithlike and weak, barely able to sit up unassisted, and I fell asleep almost without warning, after the least exertion.Jamie, still snorting, took my hand, raised it to his mouth, and kissed it. The sudden warm immediacy of the touch rippled the fair hairs of my forearm, and my fingers closed involuntarily on his.“I love you,” he said very softly, his shoulders still trembling with laughter.“Oh,” I said, suddenly feeling quite a lot better. “Well, then. I love you, too. And it will grow, after all.”
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“Jamie …” I said, feeling my throat close.“I love you,” he said, so softly that I barely heard him, close as we were.I lay still for a moment, feeling the stone grow warmer in the palm of my hand.
…Then I came back to bed, saw his hair a dark mass on the pillow, and the shine of his eyes in the moonlight.“I love you,” I whispered, and slid under the sheet beside him, putting my arms around him, hugging him close, warmer than the stone—so much warmer—and his heart beat with mine.
An Echo In The Bone
“Tell Jamie,” I kept saying to a misty Ian. “Tell Jamie that I love him.”“Open your eyes and tell me yourself, Sassenach,” said a deep, urgent voice somewhere close.I tried opening my eyes and found that I could. Apparently I had not died after all. I essayed a cautious breath and found that my chest moved easily. My hair was damp, and I was lying on something hard, covered by a blanket. Jamie‘s face swam above me, then steadied as I blinked.“Tell me,” he repeated, smiling a little, though anxiety creased the skin beside his eyes.“Tell you… oh! I love you. Where… ?” Memory of recent events flooded in upon me, and I sat up abruptly. “The Teal? What—”
–
What would he say to Claire in such circumstances? he wondered suddenly. Probably what he had said to her, in parting. “I love you. I’ll see you again.” He didn‘t see any way of improving on the sentiment, after all.
Written in My Own Heart’s Blood
“I love you, a nighean,” he said, very softly, his breath warm on my skin.“I love you,” I answered just as softly, taking the ribbon from his hair and loosening his plait between my fingers. I pressed his head closer to me, not in invitation, but out of the sudden urgent need to keep him close to me, to protect him.He kissed my breast and turned his head, laying it in the hollow of my shoulder. Hetook one deep breath, one more, and then was asleep, the relaxing weight of his body against me both protection and trust.“I love you,” I said, almost soundless, my arms wrapped tight about him. “Oh, dear God, I love you.”
–
“Are ye all right, Sassenach? Is it bad, then?”“No,” I said, and wiped my eyes hastily on a corner of the sheet. “No—it—it’s fine. I just —oh, Jamie, I love you!” I did give way to tears, then, snuffling and blubbering like an idiot. “I’m sorry,” I said, trying to get hold of myself. “I’m all right, there’s nothing wrong, it’s just—”
Thank you so much for the his precious compilation @gotham-ruaidh !
