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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Sorry it’s been a while. If anyone’s still interested…
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Birth Class.
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“Oh, my God. This is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen…”
“Oh, fuck. What is that?”
“Oh, God, is that her guts?”
“Jesus, what just came out of her?”
“Is that the baby? Oh, oh God….”
Birth class didn’t go well.
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lord-jen-grey · 2 years ago
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Last sentence tag game
Was thinking of doing last sentences for a few of my WIPs. Maybe you can guess which ones they’re from. Thanks for the tag @flyinghome-againstthewind
The nearby embers glowed with warmth, and a blanket of snow covered our shelter, creating a cozy little cocoon.
She held a clipboard and fancy pen, nearly dropping them at the sight of him.
“I need ye to see if he’s there. And if he’s not, find a way in.”
We kept on until I could no longer notice a difference between the way the tissue felt in her body and how my mind thought it should be.
He hadn’t time to bury the bodies, only to send up a prayer for their souls as he thanked God none of them belonged to his son.
Scotland.
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You wanna play? @meditating-honey-badger @walkinginland @aussieoutlanderao3
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flyinghome-againstthewind · 2 years ago
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tagged by @theawkwardterrier - thank you friend! 💕
Post the last line you wrote and tag the same number of people as words.
It’s only been a few — well, several — months.
tagging (no pressure): @walkinginland @lord-jen-grey @philtstone @isthisclever @aussieoutlanderao3 
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Practice
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For Them.
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Pinning down what makes Claire, Claire, is like trying to capture magic in a jar or smoke in my hands.
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Me Being Me.
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Dr Rawlings may not look like Ali, but she sure knows how to land a knockout punch... and toss in a few kicks in the ghoulies while she's at it.
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Christmas Day.
Part 1.
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“Merry Christmas, Soldier.”
“Merry Christmas, Sassenach.”
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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HOOR.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33443158/chapters/103215957
It hurts like hell.
I like it.
I wince. I want more. And I want it harder and have zero issues telling him.
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Rub-a-dub-dub.
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“Do you like your gift?”
Gulp.
“Aye, verra much.”
“What do you want to do with it?”
“Everything.”
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Krakatoa.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33443158/chapters/101055624#workskin
Four.
I can’t see much, just grey, black and white swirls and blobs, but I definitely see four.
Four feet.
Four hands.
Two wee heads.
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Notes:
Wow! Chapter 50!
Thank you to everyone who has read my story. I so appreciate it.
There is a lot of me in practice JAMMF and I am so grateful for the overwhelming response, love, empathy and affection you have for him. Thank you so much.
We have 20-ish chapters left. I hope you enjoy the rest of the ride.
Love
Bel❤
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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How Brave She Is.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33443158/chapters/100243029
I still believe he will come home.
To me.
To us.
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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The Claire Factor.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33443158/chapters/100619082#workskin
“I didn’t know if you’d come.” It's a choked whisper out of a tortured face filled with words she cannot say but doesn’t need to.
“I ken I let ye down, Sassenach. But I swear tae ye right here. I willnae do it again.”
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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No’ a chance.
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The woman sitting beside me, whose hair is a sexed-up mess.
Whose bright red lipstick is smeared over my lips, neck and face.
Whose bite marks still sting against my flesh.
Who I think the world of...sees something in me.
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Cold Scottish Air.
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Violence is within me. Torturing me. Stalking my dreams.
“You're home, Jamie. Please wake up.”
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Too much fuss. Too many people.
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A bad day or maybe even two, is a speed bump on the highway. Rough, bumpy, but passable.
It is something, but not everything.
She is everything. They, my bairns, are everything.
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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Christmas Day. Part 2.
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“Jamie, man. Is that a steam pudding on your lap, or are you happy to see me?”
“Bit of both.”
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aussieoutlanderao3 · 2 years ago
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The Light.
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https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/99099822?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_547624689
My awakening is abrupt.
A lifetime of questions are answered so suddenly I’m breathless.
Then I see it.
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