#flyinghome againstthewind

[theawkwardterrier]

@frasers-of-my-heart replied to your post “seven sentence sunday”:

LEAH!!! I am deceased 💀 “she finds herself painfully unable to care enough to stop, barely able to even consider his feelings or remember his face.” 👏👏

​Heyyyy, it's the last little bit I added at the end 🙌🙌🙌

@flyinghome-againstthewind replied to your post “seven sentence sunday”:

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP CHEERING PUMPING MY FISTS IN THE AIR 😭😭😭 “Perhaps it is only an excuse, but she feels that it was another, more foolish girl who made the choice to marry Frank Randall. Yet if she hadn’t, she would not have found herself here, knowing and kissing and immutably loving Jamie Fraser.” 

I'm so internally weird about this element of Claire and the J/C story, so I'm glad it came out okay 😁😁

[thefrsers]

requested by @flyinghome-againstthewind​: Jamie holding baby Kitty in 2x08 + Jamie holding baby Mandy in 7x02

[samsheughan]

✨🧡🌙 SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡🌙

THANK YOU 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[frasers-of-my-heart]

Seven Sentence Sunday

Tagged by my loves @flyinghome-againstthewind and @lara-frasers 🥰🥰 Here’s a little baseball!jamieclaire 💙 hoping to have this chapter ready to publish soon 🙏

Jamie stroked her hair and ran his fingers down her arm, smiling sleepily but engrossed as she spoke of her uncle.

“Can ye tell me more?” He asked gently.

“About Lamb?”

“Anything really, I just want to listen to you. I missed you.” Jamie kissed her forehead and rested his mouth there for a moment and she pressed into him.

“Anything, hm? Well, Uncle Lamb used to tell me how much like my mother I was.”

[forgetmenotsassenach17]

Seven Sentence Sunday

A day late but I think it will be worth it! Thanks my dear @flyinghome-againstthewind for tagging me to share.

Here we have a snippet of Claire and Jamie spending time at Lallybroch for the most recent Time Comes in Roses 🌹 chapter I have been working in (as in you will probably forget you read this by the time it is posted 😅).

Claire had a hunch that the orderly way Maggie ran her zoo - with clear sections for each animal, regular feeding times, and each group of animals getting an equal amount of affection - were not dissimilar to the way Jenny Fraser ran her household. Maggie introduced Claire to each of the nearly fifty plastic animals, telling her their names and their backstories. Claire marveled at the little girl’s creative mind and true love for all of the animals. The pair played for nearly an hour, Claire learning how to be Maggie’s assistant zookeeper, before wee Jamie came bursting into the room to tell them that breakfast was ready.

The two kids ran excitedly to the kitchen, obviously hungry, while Claire moved at a more leisurely pace. She sipped on the cup of coffee Jamie had brought her while she took in all of the different pictures and paintings that decorated the upstairs hallway. It was a true archive of Lallybroch’s long, rich history, with paintings that Jamie told her dated back to the 1700s and pictures that showed the generational history of the Fraser family.

Nudging @lara-frasers to share a bit of the fic she’s working on. 🥰

[lara-frasers]

WIP Wednesday

Your tag motivated me to keep writing, so thank you @adsosfraser 🥰 here's the last bit I wrote, for chapter 14 of the wip I'm posting

“Dinna fash, but now ye have to tell me what’s makin’ ye forget ‘bout me,” Geillis playfully slapped Claire’s shoulder. Claire grabbed her phone from the pocket of her scrubs and opened the camera roll. “See for yourself.” With a sigh, she handed it to her friend.

No pressure tagging: @forgetmenotsassenach17 @frasers-of-my-heart @flyinghome-againstthewind

[elephantlovemedleys]

9 Fandom Peeps to Get to Know Better

saw this on the dash done by @flyinghome-againstthewind <3

3 ships you like:

the doctor & rose tyler (doctor who) -> #1 otp forever

mulder & scully (the x files)

jamie & claire (outlander) ❤️

First ship ever: pocahontas & john smith from the disney movie, however other honourable mentions go to: princess mia & nicholas from the princess diaries 2, mulan & li shang, and nick parker & elizabeth james from the parent trap!

Last song that you heard: the boy is mine - ariana grande cause i had eternal sunshine on shuffle on my walk home

Favourite childhood book: the secret garden by frances hodgson burnett, i read it when i was around eight years old and it's still a very special book to me.

Currently reading: the bloody chamber by angela carter ehehehe

Currently watching: i just finished watching all six seasons of sex & the city (and i already miss it)

Currently consuming: nothing at the moment but i had iced tea earlier

Currently craving: a sense of focus LOL

tagging @heatherfield @elizabethtudorstuff @enyoalkis @greenfinchwriter @panbelle @mihrsuri @beautywithin16 and anyone else who wants to do this!

[gotham-ruaidh]

Hi Gotham,

Do you read fanfics of other writers? If yes which ones you're reading atm?

Top pick right now is @flyinghome-againstthewind's Beside the Seaside [click here to read it on AO3].

Drop everything and go read it now!

[philtstone]

WIP Tag Game

Rules: Share a snippet from whatever you’re currently working on, and then tag 5 people.

tagged by @firstelevens

no pressure tagging @sesamestreep @sayheykid @flyinghome-againstthewind @tllgrrl @walkinginland and also @carrotsofthepirabbean because i wanna see more of the worlds greatest Star Trek au xoxoxo

so im working on like 3 things at the same time because that always ends well? and theyre all currently in completely disjointed half-written snippets state, lol. here are 2 short bits from the most unserious one, aka the princess bride-inspired au i once told zainab about and then almost forgot completely until a week ago.

“Gus, I think I just communicated with a dead girl!”

I’m not dead!

“Aaah!” Shawn’s responding exclamation occurs at a much higher pitch than is objectively dignified. “What? No! What? Who – you!”

“Who?” asks Gus, wide-eyed.

“Jules?!” Shawn says, unsure to whom the question is directed. He looks wildly around, then up at the sky, then finally back down to the peaceful, round cheeked face smushed into the grass between them. Gingerly, he leans over and nudges her head to face the tree canopy instead.

Took you long enough to notice, says Juliet’s grumpy, disembodied voice. That was not a comfortable position, you two. So much for your druid lineage.

Shawn, staring googly-eyed at her motionless body, feels the bottom half of his jaw slowly drop open and hang on its hinge like a squeaky see-saw. 

“What are we staring at?” Gus whispers, from right behind his ear. Shawn is too catatonic with shock to startle.

“Gus … she’s talking to me.”

“Juliet?!”

Yes! says Juliet’s bright voice emphatically in Shawn’s head.

“Yes!” squeaks Shawn in a very manly fashion. “Oh my God. Oh my God. Ooooh my God. Gus! I’m not – I’m not actually a psychic. I don’t talk to spirits! I barely believe in spirits. Until five seconds ago the top job on my resume was a court jester position I never actually held!” He takes a big long deep breath and feels slightly dizzy. “Why can I hear her?”

“I don’t know!” say Gus and Juliet at the same time, in markedly different tones and registers. For one thing, Shawn can hear Gus using his eardrums. Juliet’s voice just echoes in his skull like a little wind chime. Shawn swoons, very mildly. Gus catches him.

“Where would I be without you, Gus,” Shawn mumbles, into his best friend’s tunic lapel.

**

and excerpt two ...

“Well,” announces Woody the Miracle Man. “Lucky for you two, the little lady is not, in fact, deceased.”

“You mean we haven’t just been carting a dead body around for two days like idiots?” Gus asks desperately.

“Huh. That’d explain why she still smells like peaches.” Shawn looks down at Juliet’s serene, not-dead face. Her long eyelashes fan out against her cheeks and her golden hair flutters and twirls around her face in the faint breeze from the open window. He absolutely does not sigh in an involuntary and relieved and heart-fluttery fashion.

It’s the oil I use for my scalp, Juliet chimes in helpfully.

“Shawn, focus,” says Gus. “If she’s not dead, what’s wrong with her?”

“Well,” says Woody. “That’s the thing. She’s not completely dead. She is a little bit mostly as much as one can be without dying dead. Isn’t that so fun? I love medicine.”

“Mostly dead?” Shawn asks incredulously. 

“On a percentage scale,” Gus starts, “whereabouts would you put her, exactly?”

Shawn hits him. 

“Oh, a hefty seventy-four. And a half, I’d say.”

Huh. Huh.

[lord-jen-grey]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

Thanks @flyinghome-againstthewind for the ask!!

My 5 fave fics that I wrote.

You know I’m a big supporter of self love 😏.

I have to say O Night Divine would have been on this list, but I don’t think of it as a fic anymore because it’s so much more. Because of that, my 5 faves are pretty easy to come up with. Here we goooooo….

5. The Silver of Moonlight from the Sun, Moon, and Truth series

This story was so natural to write. The series might be some of the sexiest stuff I’ve written (for whatever that’s worth). The main reason it’s such a fave for me is because multiple people shared with me how it helped them open their minds about their sexuality and accept proudly who they are. Fucking incredible.

4. A Thousand Ships from the Tales of James Fraser series

I sat with this idea for 6 months before I started writing it. I laughed myself to tears coming up with the idea, and I laughed typing every fucking word. If I’ve done anything brilliant in my life, it execute this concept.

3. Paved With Yellow Stones

I can’t begin to describe the effort that went into this story. The planning of every minute detail. The intricate plot that could not be deviated from once it was started. It was not easy, and it took a few years of learning to plan and execute complex plot to write something like this. So, yeah, I’m proud of this baby.

2. Like Petals Falling

This story was meant to be a quick and simple palate cleanser after writing a few dark, heavy plots in other fics. How did it turn into something so deeply personal? Well, THE POETRY. Poetry is, at its essence, DEEP and MEANINGFUL. I’ve poured so much of myself into this story in a way I had never done so with any fic before. 🥹

1. Journey of a Thousand Kisses and the 1000 Kisses series.

The intention with this story was to combine my favorite things: obsessively in love Frasers, fucking in the Highlands like rabbits, and building a perfect, happy life. I wanted to write a joyful story that did not require a ton of devastation as the main point of the plot. That’s not an easy feat as a writer. It’s beat into our heads that conflict is vital to good storytelling, and I was intentionally removing so much of that conflict, focusing more on the dynamic between them and resolving a mystery that the readers didn’t even know existed until 6/7 of the way through the story! I wanted people to think it was pure fluff, but then be blindsided by so much more. Then I wanted to do it again with 6 more stories in this universe. I love this series the most, and I love its beginning more than anything.

Do you agree with this list? Do you have another thoughts? I’d love to hear them. 🥰

[adsosfraser]

wip tag game

thanks for the tag @mollywog <3

please share your last sentence; or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (OR sketch for your artwork!)

here’s the last line I wrote of my thg comment feast fic

He couldn’t stand the smell of hair dye. In fourth grade when he coloured his hair with temporary dye for his Aragorn costume, he erupted in sneezes every minute. So a wig it was.

tagging: @lara-frasers @flyinghome-againstthewind

[theawkwardterrier]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

Anna! Thanks so much for asking! 🥰🥰🥰

Muscle Memory: Outlander, Jamie/Claire, modern AU, amnesia fic - and kidfic! Features lots of angst and family feels and some fluff along the way. This one was a big project but I'm pretty proud of how it turned out. 18 chapters, 121k, complete.

Here's All the Melting Thrill (And Here's the Kindling Fire): Outlander, Jamie/Claire, modern AU, a complete retelling of S1 in modern form. Plenty of me giving into my more dramatic and long-winded instincts, but I like a lot of my prose here and hey, firefighter!Jamie + nurse!Claire feels like a winning combo. 14 chapters, 114k, complete.

things left behind and the things that are ahead: MCU, Steve/Peggy, post-Endgame, comprehensive series of vignettes about Steve and Peggy's life together, featuring lots of different POVs and OCs. I love these guys with my whole heart and - despite a few duds in there - am really happy with this universe that I created. 43 chapters, 128k, complete.

Homemakers: MCU, Steve/Peggy, Steve and Peggy learn to cook together and it's just sweet and good fun and the flow is really nice. This is what I think of as sort of emblematic of my oneshot style. 1 chapter, 1.3k, complete.

So That You Will Hear Me (my words sometimes grow thin): MCU, Steve/Peggy, First Avenger but what if Steve and Peggy had been telepathically connected for their entire lives. I'm a sucker for this kind of soulmate-y trope, and I really like the final line of the middle chapter. 3 chapters, 7.6k, complete

[thefrsers]

✨🧡🌙 SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡🌙

ANNA YOU WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL WHOLESOME BEAN ILY🥹❤️

[behindthelabels]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

Also recieved from the lovely @flyinghome-againstthewind

Surprisingly I didn't have as hard of a time with this as I thought I would.

Through Hell and Highwater (OQ) - I love this fic as a whole and it is my favourite thing I have written, there is a scene in it that is my all time favourite thing I have ever written and probably will ever write.

The Right Partner (Steggy) - I loved exploring demisexual Steve.

Running Out of Time (JamieClaire) - I am a sucker for sad angsty sex and though it's my least popular Outlander fic it's my fav.

Past the Pointe of No Return (OQ) - This is the best of my novel length stuff and there are so many good deep characters moments (and more to come if I ever manage to get back to it).

The Edge of Control (JamieClaire) - The best sex I have ever and probably will ever write

[frasers-of-my-heart]

WIP Sunday

Tagged by multiple loves @theawkwardterrier, @flyinghome-againstthewind, and @lara-frasers 💜💜💜 thank you sweet friends!

Here’s the opener of the next chapter of From First to Home 💙

Claire woke up cradled in the heat of Jamie’s body folded around her like a cocoon; one she didn’t feel particularly ready to emerge from yet. A sliver of streetlight made its way through the thick hotel curtains and she snuggled impossibly closer to him, nuzzling into the space right below his collarbones where she could feel him breathe and the steady drum of his heart drowned out her own thoughts. Jamie’s hands flexed on her back and his leg hooked over her own. She smiled and tucked her leg further between his thighs, feeling his body react to hers even in his sleep. She ran her fingers over his brow and down his jaw before tracing his lips. When he suddenly nipped her thumb, she gasped and whisper-shouted “Jesus H Roosevelt Christ, I thought you were asleep!”

Wanna play? Tag you’re it!

[forgetmenotsassenach17]

WIP Tag Game

Rules: Share a snippet from whatever you’re currently working on, and then tag 5 people.

Thanks to my love @flyinghome-againstthewind for the tag! Here is a fun/silly bit of a future chapter of Time Comes in Roses 🌹:

“Sassenach?”  “Hmmm?” Claire contentedly, sleepily inquired. “Ye ken how I’ve been keeping a few spare items of clothing at yer place like ye’ve been doing at mine?” “Mmhmm,” Claire hummed in acknowledgement that she knew what he was talking about.  “Weel, ye see, when I went tae grab a dry shirt from yer dresser earlier, I couldna help but notice my favorite rugby shirt was hiding at the bottom of the drawer.”

Claire’s body stiffened just slightly, and even though he could not see her face, he knew a blush was spreading across her cheeks.  “Really?” Claire’s voice feigned ignorance. “How did it get there?” “That’s a good question, lass. Ye see, I distinctly remember ye trying tae slip it in tae yer laundry basket a few weeks ago when we were doing our washing. Trying tae steal my favorite shirt right underneath my nose. And when I caught ye, ye grudgingly gave it back. I even remember putting it away in my closet.” “Can’t be much of a favorite shirt if you haven’t realized it is missing for nearly a month,” Claire muttered. Jamie maneuvered them so Claire was on her back, with him hovering above her. “Sae ye admit tae stealing my shirt, Sassenach?” Jamie asked, his lips ever so lightly brushing hers with the question.  “No comment,” Claire replied, unable to keep the smirk off of her face or her lips from kissing his.