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The firm line of his mouth had relaxed in sleep. While it kept a faintly humorous curl at the corner, his lower lip now eased into a fuller curve that seemed both sensual and innocent.

“Damn,” I said softly to myself.

I had been fighting it for some time. Even before this ridiculous marriage, I had been more than conscious of his attraction.

s-and-c-forever

Your a goner in more ways than one💞💞💞💞

blcapchi

Yep they were both goners from autumn 2013❤️

thesouthlovesscotland

No coming back from that❤️❤️❤️

blmoon99

thesouthlovesscotland

OH MY MY!!!🔥🔥🔥

sdreamersc82

When you are authentic, content, and don't have to pretend, it always shows in your smile ❤️

marciabalfe

Let's put some eye drops in our eyes and in our hearts, because the current situation is far too frightening!

bat-cat-reader

Anon curious...

Este es el vídeo por el que preguntas y que un anon ha mandado a @lallybroch-pr-watch en este post. No se puede compartir en el post original así que lo subo aquí.

This is the video you’re asking about, which an anonymous user sent to @lallybroch-pr-watch in this post. It can’t be shared in the original post, so I’m uploading it here.

💬 26 🔁 8 ❤️ 32 · https ://streamable.com/tl4rb8 Does that look like a genuine relationship? I almost feel sorry for her! Almost! Remove

Cuando el circo monta una función gratis, lo mínimo es comentar la actuación, es demasiado descarado para ignorarlo y demasiado divertido para no señalarlo. Ni el guionista más creativo habría escrito un bochorno tan perfecto.

Gracias a @lallybroch-pr-watch por publicar el enlace.

When the circus puts on a free show, the least you can do is comment on the performance. It's way too blatant to ignore and far too entertaining not to call out. Not even the most creative screenwriter could have come up with such a perfectly embarrassing spectacle.

Thanks to @lallybroch-pr-watch for sharing the link.

jemscorner

Outlander | Jamie & Claire

there is nothing in this world or the next that can take ye from me - or me from you

mariaae

Ok, Sassenachs and Highlanders: as promised! Happened during the NYCC promo in 2018. Sorry for the long wait. It's now 2:50 a.m. Had to do a lot of redacting or blacking out (red ink on some pages) or obscure text to protect the real names of the participants in this convo. At that time, there were many more questions and replies in the original post on my Fb page but these constituted the meat of that convo. Mega thanks to the person who shared.

And this in the year that the EFH happened! The "fiance" was MIA . What's the excuse? There was no "little human" to babysit yet! "Believe what you want" aa KDS would say! Ok, Good NIght!

peachy217

Her thumb in his mouth lives in my mind rent-free. 🥵🔥

ctto: @theoutlander

outlanderskin

"What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined... to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories." — George Eliot

craighnadonuts

The other girl's poem

He swears that they are "just good friends,"A platonic bond that never ends.

But every time his phone lights ,It’s her face who comes up .

He knows her coffee order, yes, and helps her with her daily stress. He quotes her words like holy text, I’m sitting here, the one who’s vexed.

When date night comes, she tags along, The third wheel singing Freedom's song.

He holds my hand, yet turns his head, o check if she is safely fed.

They share inside jokes from the past: A secret language made to last. Im just the girl he dates to dine, while she is clearly his Valentine.

lallybroch-pr-watch

Dear Steph,

At this point, we can probably drop the act. We all know you read us.

Because somehow, everything discussed in this tiny corner of Tumblr eventually gets “answered.” Not directly, obviously. Never directly. Just through perfectly timed photo drops, very specific angles, old location receipts, and “private” stories that keep mysteriously landing in the same inbox.

It’s almost impressive.

That birthday story wasn’t for Sam, it was for us. And it wasn’t even a birthday story. It was a response thread.

It wasn’t “happy birthday to the man I love.” It was “here are the receipts you’ve been asking for.” The lock screen. Paris. The location everyone doubted. The blurry image people tried to identify. A neat little evidence pack designed for Tumblr consumption.

I have to ask you, Steph, why all this trouble?

Because outside this little corner, you’ve already got the Sam mommies doing what Sam mommies do. They adore you. They call you amazing, beautiful, strong, talented, inspiring. They fill your comments with hearts and blessings and “so happy for you both.” Facebook buys it. Instagram buys it. Casual fans buy it.

So why is Tumblr the one splinter you can’t ignore?

Why are we the only audience that keeps getting “answered”?

If this is real and solid and loving, if it’s everything you keep trying to imply it is, then why even come here? Why read us? Why care what a couple hundred cynical people on Tumblr are saying when you supposedly have the man, the narrative, the public sympathy, and an entire fanbase ready to clap for you?

That’s what makes it feel so obvious.

Because if this relationship looked real in real life, none of this would be necessary. You wouldn’t need old photos. You wouldn’t need curated “proof.” You wouldn’t need private stories leaking through the same tired pipeline. One genuine look from him would do more than ten months of content drops.

But when he’s actually next to you in public, the energy doesn’t match the narrative.

There’s no softness. No instinctive care. No caring or loving vibe. No glance back. No hand on your back. No warmth that leaks out by accident. And that’s why the photos have to work overtime. They’re filling in what his body language won’t.

So people question it. Not because they’re jealous. Not because they’re delusional. Not because they can’t handle him dating.

They question it because the story keeps asking us to believe something the footage itself doesn’t support.

So sure, keep posting. Keep “answering” Tumblr doubts one carefully selected photo at a time. Keep leaking “private” content to the same place while acting like it’s all organic.

Just don’t be surprised when people keep circling back to the same point: real doesn’t need this much convincing.

michezsstuff

🎯🎯🎯

mariaae

Good evening Sassenachs and Highlanders! This is adorable! Hubs was not needed in this scene and yet he had to have his fix of hugging, snuggling and I bet there was some snoggin going on as well! (pic taken but verboten to post though!). He must miss her so much when they don't have scenes together. Mega thanks to @bat-cat-reader, @samcait-love and Nonnie for making this very telling post possible!

Additional to my original FB post:

margareth-lv

🐟Dory’s Memory Condition🐟

Do you remember Dory from 'Finding Nemo'? The cheerful little blue tang with the memory of a goldfish — except, well, she is a fish. Dory forgets almost everything: names, directions, her own sentences mid-sentence. But she also carries one crucial superpower: she lets go. She doesn’t dwell, doesn’t spiral, doesn’t over-analyze. She simply 'keeps swimming'.

Yesterday, while digging through my blog archive in search of old photobombs, I stumbled upon my posts from late 2021 and early 2022. That was the Belfast promo era — and also the period of the steadily growing 'postpartum belly' of our Main Heroine.

*** An important clarification: nothing I write about Caitríona's body is intended to be body-shaming. It has become all too easy to stifle any conversation by making that accusation. For the record, I have always considered Caitríona to be an exceptionally beautiful woman. What I object to is dishonesty. And lies.

*** Anyway — back to late 2021 and early 2022. Do you remember The Late Show with Stephen Colbert in New York on December 1st, 2021? And the pineapple dress?

The one that — properly — should be worn with the leg stepping through the pineapple slit?

What caught my attention most in that whole pineapple-dress story was the sudden disappearance of Caitríona’s photo from the Instagram feed of New York photographer Paul Andrew.

Have a look (with some scrolling, unfortunately). It was obvious why it vanished: the photo revealed a lot. Far more than intended.

🤰🏻

And generally, I find it far more interesting to pay attention to what was visible and then disappears — rather than to the narratives being aggressively pushed at us. So what does our forgetful Dory have to do with this? Well, we forget too. I forget. I have short-term memory lapses. And then I get irritated by the antics of the Merry Widow, or by the eternally exhausted guy in the worn-out beanie who is persistently presented to us as 'the Husband'.

But neither the Merry Widow nor the owner of the worn-out beanie can be 'the Truth', not when the Truth quite literally glittered in sequins on that pineapple dress back in December 2021.

And so it goes. The pineapple dress is just one example among many.

By the way — the Merry Widow is not even the first Sam's 'girlfriend' whom this fandom identified by a wrist tattoo. Yesterday I came across this old photo of Sam with The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo ⬇️⬇️⬇️. She was also supposed to be the love of Sam's life.

That happened long before I arrived here, but even that storyline has already run its course.

So perhaps today’s reminder is this: Sometimes — yes — we should be a little like Dory and 'just keep swimming'. But let’s also remember what we’ve already seen. After all, it is memory, not forgetting, that keeps us sane.

🫧🐠🫧

[30 October, 2025]