#JAMIEANDCLAIRE

[tumbledorians]

“Time. It pulls us forward, yet Outlander reminds us of the power of looking back.

Claire’s journey is more than one through the stones—it’s through the heart. It asks us to believe in the impossible:

That love can defy time.

That courage can bloom in uncertainty.

For those of us who dream of adventure and connection, the stones whisper: Would you step through?

As Jamie says:

‘Ye are my heart, my soul, my compass.’

What would anchor you through time?”

[deckerstar2917]

A package has finally arrived!! I'll get cozy in this blanket for sure!!! It arrives on time for episode 7 this upcoming Sunday!!! 🥳🥳

[moonussie]

💞💘💞💖💞💘💞

#outlander #jamieandclaire #fallinginlove #love #fanart #myedit

[its-moopoint]

#jamieandclaire

#jamiefraser

#outlanderstarz

#caitrionabalfe

#samheughan

#femalephotographer

#trueromance

#TIMETRAVEL

Guess what this is a receipt cause the hastags salad means that the romance part refers to the actors.

I really wanna talk to that photog and ask about her own time travel experiences according to the "new" blogger in town.

Oh my, LOL

[solgasart]

Hi, Friends, hope your new year started well! 🤗 And here is a new post from me in the new year! 🎆 Although I started drawing last year, I managed to finish everything that I planned only now. I decided not to post each individual element, but to put them all together, because they are all about the same topic - the second, French season. 😍So all lovers and collectors of Outlander stickers, meet the novelty - a sticker pack with French charm.🤩🤩🤩 I also turned individual illustrations into separate artworks, and new postcards from the Frasers house appeared. 😉 Let me know what you think! 🤗

[frasersridgebrasil]

7 anos ~ Em 24.04.2015, Cait postou uma selfie dos bastidores da primeira sessão de fotos deles para a Série.🥰 “Da nossa primeira sessão de fotos…” 😍 ~ Diz a Legenda _____________________________ #Outlander #outlandercast #outlanderseries #outlanderbooks #dianagabaldon #outlanderobsessed #outlanderpassion #outlanderstarz #outlanderlovers #jamiefraser #clairefraser #samheughan #caitrionabalfe #jamieandclaire 💚 https://www.instagram.com/p/Ccv9jNSJ_ZQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[outlanderrepublic]

Una mirada a la realización de las animaciones que tanto nos encantaron.

Maril Davis, Matthew B. Roberts y Diana Gabaldon hablan de la realización de las animaciones que aparecen en el BluRay de la season 6.

Video de displaceintime con nuestra edición, traducción y subtitulos.

[deckerstar2917]

I'm sort of back here once again. I'm finished watching Outlander season 7 episode 6, and it's so good!!! I can't wait for episode 7 next Sunday. This upcoming Thurs or Fri, Jamie and Claire blanket will arrive, and I'll be sure to post a picture here as well.

My reactions to episode 6:

Claire, have you learned anything about wandering off? Stay with your dearly husband, Jamie! I forgive you, Claire, because you're badass and there's that!

Young Ian rescue Claire!! Oh boy, I think you'll faced off with William in either next Sunday's episode 7 or August 13's episode 8...

My heart start to melt when Claire starts to explain what William look like to Jamie because I know that Jamie can't really claim William as his son.

I love this episode, and can't wait for what come next, next Sunday for episode 7 (I'm wee scared hehe 😅😅)

[scwicks]

Downhill

If you are a reader of fanfics and are looking for a complete and brilliant story to read about our beloved Jamie and Claire then may I recommend "Downhill" by WickedGoodBooks. It's 51 chapters of a well-written modern day tale, complicated just enough to keep you on your toes. Angst without violence. Sadness, but lots of love. As I understand it, the original story had been posted on Tumblr a few years back so many of you may already be aware of it. Somehow, I had missed it. I've read it through twice now. So good.

[italianoutlanders]

#Repost from @memydraws . London, United Kingdom If I’m grateful to lockdown for one thing, it’s discovering Outlander! 🥃Such a wonderful story and characters. This shot has to be hands down one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen on tv. So much that I couldn’t stop thinking about it until I painted it! Absolutely hats off to everyone involved at @outlander_starz for the stunning imagery! . #outlanderfans #outlanderfan #dianagabaldon #outlanderseries #outlanderstarz #outlanderbooks #sassenach #jamieandclaire #jamiefraser #samheughan #caitrionabalfe #outlanderart #thefierycross #fanart #bookillustration #filmstudy #filmstill #digitalart #illustration #bookillustrator #digitalpainting #illust #jammf #fantasyart #visdev #girlsinanimation #instagallery #visiblewomen #dailypainting https://www.instagram.com/p/CMsanlOh0by/?igshid=2xg342gzdhqi

[aussieoutlanderao3]

A Tale of Two Friends: Chapter 1

In the beginning

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28668363/chapters/70278726

This is a tale of two friends, me, Miss Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp, and Jamie, full name: James Alexander Malcolm Mackenzie Fraser.

We have been friends since elementary school. Best friends.

Throughout our childhood and adolescence, we had mended each other's bikes, nursed each other's wounds, and trusted only each other with our deepest, darkest secrets. He even helped me get over the multitude of broken hearts I found myself facing all too frequently throughout high school, all while seeming completely disinterested in finding love for himself.

Together, we had made it through the perils of the sand pits, the ups and downs of high school and now, we were navigating the adult world of university side by side.

But over the past year - our second year of university and living independently in Glasgow - me, in an on-campus dorm, and Jamie, off-campus with our friend, John, something had changed.

I had been dating Frank, a history major a few years ahead of us for almost nine months, when Jamie began seeing a mutual friend, Geillis. And when I say seeing, I mean fucking.

I didn’t know why, but it bothered me immensely. I should be happy for him, finally having fun and finding romance with a nice girl like Geillis, but I wasn’t, I hated it.

Every time I saw them together, I felt sick to my very core, and had an overwhelming and sudden urge to slap the perfect smile right from her pretty doll-like face and drag Jamie away by the ear.

[solgasart]

💜💜💜

Words are not needed...

Do you recognize the moment?

[frasersridgebrasil]

Esses olhares… desde sempre!😍 J&C Edição linda de @outlander_sassenach1 ___________________________________________ #outlander #caitrionabalfe #samheughan #jamiefraser #clairefraser #jamieandclaire #outlanderseason1 #outlandertemporada1 #aviajantedotempo #outlanderbooks #outlanderbehindthescenes #outlanderbts #droughtlander #outlanderseries #lovestory https://www.instagram.com/p/CRU-1w1hnyE/?utm_medium=tumblr

[outlanderrepublic]

Haciendo un poco de historia.

Revolvimos nuestros archivos y apareció esta joyita.

De como pasaron del libro a la serie nuestra historia de amor favorita.💜💚

[liusaidh-writing]

Scars of Lamentation

One thing that always intrigued me about Outlander was Claire's return to Frank. The book went into their life together, certainly (and the show did a great job of showing a small bit of it, too) but I was always curious - how did that first week or so go for her? How did she manage to cope? This is just a little piece exploring that (poorly). Hope you enjoy it.

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Claire felt like she was drowning. Her cloudy sense of time and reality all but kept her in bed most days. She couldn’t keep her head above water - she kept choking on memories that would gut her again and again. They’d resurface at night, when she dreamed, or in the middle of the day when she felt well enough to venture downstairs for tea with Ms. Graham. She refused to speak to Frank, though she knew she’d have to sooner or later. Ms. Graham was her saving grace - Claire knew she understood somehow, that she believed it all. Claire even wondered sometimes if Ms. Graham was a traveler herself, though she never plucked up the courage to ask her outright. The look in the older woman’s eyes was sometimes dreamy, sometimes far away, like she had a secret herself.

The hardest part was night, though. Claire dreaded the dark, dreaded closing her eyes. For one thing, she still wasn’t used to the noises again. Cars would rumble down the street, startling her out of the light sleep she’d allow herself when she couldn’t fight the pull of fatigue any longer. Her mind would race with images of British soldiers atop horses, of unseen threats and real, true fear. She had nightmares of losing Faith all over again. She was always alone in an empty, cold room, and her baby was nowhere to be seen. Claire would wake herself, and the rest of the house, screaming. Frank rushed in the first few times it happened, but Claire refused to let him attempt to help. She’d ball up and cover her head with blankets, shivering with fear and cold and the deepest desire to be anywhere, anyone else.

Frank had made the decision to give her a dose of Nembutal at night to help her sleep. She had quietly accepted them, then promptly excused herself to the bathroom where she flushed them down the toilet.

She hated her dreams, for the most part, but chose not to attempt to quell them for fear of what she’d lose. Jamie would appear in random snatches, like a patchwork quilt - the memories that held him were a balm, a comforting presence, though they were double edged. It was also torture. It reminded her of what she’d left behind when she’d been made to go back through those bloody stones, made her wish with every fiber of her being that she could walk back to them and begin again.

She wondered sometimes if she did so, where in time would she land? Would her heart take her back to Jamie, back on that hillside, back inside the shack where they’d both scarred themselves for one another? Her wrist burned sometimes - like a flame was being held close to her skin. She liked to pretend it meant Jamie was thinking of her - wherever he was now. It made him feel close again, somehow.

Frank had stupidly chosen to burn the dress she’d had on when she came back through, but she’d quietly kept the plaid, locked it away with her undergarments. She’d pull it out at night, wrap herself in the warmth it provided. She could close her eyes and imagine she was on horseback, Jamie behind her, guiding the horse with the reins with one hand as he clutched her middle with the other. She’d recall how she’d lay her hand on top of his, lean back, and enjoy his comforting presence. He would plant quiet kisses in her hair as they rode, whispering Gàidhlig to her, sometimes letting his hand free hand wander lower than was strictly safe.

Half her heart was gone, and she had no idea how to fix it, how to feel like a whole person again. She wondered if the little one she carried would help heal her - though she hated thinking that way - it wasn’t the child’s responsibility. She held within her a piece of Jamie, and she clung to the hope that the baby would be delivered safely, that she could create some degree of normalcy for herself and the wee thing. She knew she had to - she’d made her promise.

The ‘J’ carved into her skin was a testament to her commitment to Jamie, and a scar she’d carry forever. It was small enough that it was not noticeable, except to her - her secret sepulcher for all that had come before it.