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Leah, ya know? 💜🥔
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Pronounced like the princess, or "layer" in Boston. She/her. Former joy to have in class. Current librarian, fic writer, book nerd, anxious lil guy, comma + list enthusiast, and general media overconsumer. fluffernutter8 on AO3, theawkwardterrier on tumblr
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Positing an unseen tradition for the characters in this #Wednesday100, after I saw a tumblr gifset and got mad again about the lack of recognition for Fergus as Claire's son, then realized that Bree would have some experiences/memories to share that he lacked and vice versa 💜
Wednesday 100: Lacunae "—but Milord only sighed and said that Geordie preferred a lady gently bred…and fully dressed." Bree laughs as Fergus finishes and the children play chase across the grass. On the rare occasions that they're alone together, they usually trade stories. In another life they'd have been raised as siblings, but instead she got Mama and he got Da — or at least what was left of them without each other. So they share words and memories, trying to fill the lack. She searches her mind for something new. "Once, our neighbor said Mama’s roses were getting too high and unsightly..."
November 12, 2025 at 3:15 PM
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Shabbat shalom from me and my...this. Experimented with a new citrus bar that's supposed be fudgy like a brownie — lime/zest plus lemon extract in the batter, glaze with lemon juice (did not work out as described!) and some macadamia nuts. Hopefully it's good because I need to use up more nuts!
November 7, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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Rewatched some early S1 this week and caught on Jamie's resistance to going with Claire for healing in 1x02, so for this #Wednesday100, let's delve into the POV of rough, independent grownup Jamie Fraser who's also btw just kinda sorta falling in love
Wednesday 100: Welcome Distraction He doesn't need her caring for him, truly. The bullet wound stings, her makeshift bandage growing ever filthier, and his shoulder is sore, but he's well enough — perfectly content to take his things and go find breakfast. Despite what this Mistress Beauchamp says, he's young and strong, has survived worse with no one taking special charge of him. He's slept rough, kept himself alive here at Leoch, managed alone for years now. And yet, when Mrs. Fitz orders him to be tended, he remembers those gentle, capable hands, those eyes in the darkness...and cannot say that he altogether minds.
November 5, 2025 at 3:26 PM
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Do not know how this keeps happening, but time goes on?? It is now two weeks later and we have a new chapter scheduled??? Well, I love a good schedule, so here we go! Chapter 9 of And Be Two Travelers is up now: archiveofourown.org/works/682664...
November 2, 2025 at 11:54 PM
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I am actually going out for dinner tonight (I know!!) so shabbat shalom from me and my chocolate peanut butter swirl cookies
October 31, 2025 at 9:23 PM
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Couldn't fit anything about it being the anniversary of when they met into, or much about missing Bree into this seasonal #Wednesday100 offering, so sorry, it's just fluff 🤷
Wednesday 100: Bewitchment "An'...why was Brianna dressed as a cat?" Tucked against him, Claire smiles at his closed eyes — typical when she's recounting stories of their daughter. "It's tradition on Halloween — Samhain," she explains. "Masquerading through the neighborhood collecting treats." His eye peeks open. "Did you ever masquerade, then?" "I worked, often," she admits. "Though there was one year that Bree begged me and assembled a costume: a black dress, pointed hat, and the garden broom to make me a witch." He shakes slightly, suppressing laughter. "A canny choice, for ye always have been that...and I'd no' have you another way.”
October 29, 2025 at 2:15 PM
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Wanted a lemon dessert but was deprived due to machinations by Big Store i.e. they were out of lemons, so shabbat shalom from me and my lime cake (with lemon frosting, because I did have extract, look at me)
October 24, 2025 at 10:08 PM
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First OG OL #Wednesday100 drabble in a while so of course I had to ease back in with Laird's Room, inspired by a vid I watched of a Scottish shepherd putting wee sweaters on his wee charges 🥰
Wednesday 100: Of Care "Maybe they'll come to Quarter Day, or for Hogmanay! And I'll show her the house, and introduce Mam and Da." "Papa can be frightening for les petites filles," Fergus reminds, patient through Bree's chattering description of her new school friend. "He's tall, and the laird besides." "Da's no' frightening!" He's a giant, but that means safety and protection. He's laird, but so he can care for them all. Even when he's cross, he isn't cruel. "I'll tell Marsali that he knits wee capes so the kids and calves willna be cold," Bree decides. "She canna be frightened of him then."
October 22, 2025 at 2:08 PM
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Am I still unsatisfied with the moodboard? Perhaps! Will I let that deter me? I shan't! Chapter 8 of And Be Two Travelers is up now: archiveofourown.org/works/682664...
October 20, 2025 at 12:14 AM
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Sometimes I'm literally the laziest I can possibly be while still baking. Shabbat shalom from me and my chocolate chip sticks without the chocolate chips because I didn't want to have to go get them
October 17, 2025 at 9:46 PM
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Last of these late night #Wednesday100 drabbles - or at least I hope...I was absolutely taken in the BOMB finale at the way that Uncle Lamb himself seemed so taken (understandably so!) with wee Claire, so I wanted to play that out a bit 😊
Wednesday 100: New Chapters Quentin never had particular interest in children. An occasional helpful lad guiding him to some fascinating cave, or the gaggle who would help fetch and carry at a dig site, but he hadn't patience for much else. He'd been back from Brazil four days before finally arranging to meet his infant niece. Henry looked drained but exultant, and he boggled at his brother’s transformation until Julia handed over their scrunch-faced newest Beauchamp, catching him with bright, enormous eyes. "Hullo, Claire," he whispered. "I think we'll be great chums." And he placed his little finger into her grasp alongside his heart.
October 16, 2025 at 2:29 AM
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Autumnal weather is here so what else can we do but this: shabbat shalom from me and my pumpkin snickerdoodles!
October 10, 2025 at 10:01 PM
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Since we were on an episode break last week, I thought it might be fun to spend this #Wednesday100 pitching the idea of what if the time travel had been in another direction! (Is this one in the same universe as my Jamie and Julia go to church drabble? Could be, I guess?? Not determined!)
Wednesday 100: Alternate Though she's expecting only more green landscape, there are things that Julia wishes to find atop the hill: a warm, enormous meal; fresh clothes; a telephone — or, better yet, an automobile — to help them from the wilderness; a kind midwife who can reassure her that the baby is unharmed from the accident, something her own internal attempts haven't managed. What she gets is a strange noise, and a redheaded woman appearing on the ground, shielded by a dark-haired man wearing...gracious, is that a sword? What she gets is another upturning of the world, and the beginning of a new one.
October 9, 2025 at 2:49 AM
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What's this? Can it be? It is! Another series of scenes which confound my moodboard making abilities is set before you!!! Chapter 7 of And Be Two Travelers is up now: archiveofourown.org/works/682664...
October 5, 2025 at 11:45 PM
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Made some carrot muffins/cupcakes to bring with me when I see my family this week and couldn't resist setting some aside for myself (cream cheese frosting only if I decide I have the energy sometime this weekend 😅)
October 3, 2025 at 10:13 PM
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Little Julia POV musing for #Wednesday100 about how much pretending she's had to do to keep herself and William alive, and how painful it would be to have to return to that and keep it up when escape is so close (obviously not all of that fit into 100 words, so here's more, the author lives, sorry!)
Wednesday 100: Parts As they ride to Leathers — ride back, never ride home — for what she prays is the last time, Julia feels as if she is barely contained within her own skin. She wishes she had William to ground her, but Lord Lovat ordered that the wet nurse take him in the wagon while Julia rides alongside him. She had gotten much of what she wanted at Braemar, and so much less too. And, she finds, after breaking herself open to Henry, to Ellen, it is so much harder to smooth that self away, to force on her mask of safety again.
October 1, 2025 at 2:17 PM
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Playing around at random and this was what I came out with so shabbat shalom from me and my white cake with chocolate raspberry frosting
September 26, 2025 at 10:45 PM
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These went up on tumblr this morning because they have a scheduling feature, but I wouldn't want my Bluesky buddies to miss out on my latest for #Wednesday100, one featuring Brian's POV and one zooming in on Ellen and Julia in the latest BOMB ep
Wednesday 100: Unions It isn't that he hadn't trusted in the existence of Julia's husband, but discovering this Henry — an Englishman in a long kilt, suddenly here deep below Castle Leoch — is a surprise. It's evidently a surprise to them too, and a heartbreak to leave each other just after being reunited. Brian regrets separating them although he knows it's necessary, although he finds himself jealous of them too; even in moments, there is an ease between them that he envies, a synchronicity of long knowing that he and Ellen have not achieved and which he wonders how they ever might. Wednesday 100: We Lift, We Rise "I dinna suppose this was what ye expected for our second meeting," Ellen says lightly, eyes fixed upward. "A close acquaintance wi' my nethers." Julia, distracted but kind, hands busy, says, "I don't suppose so. But I knew I had to help with your predicament." "Why?" It's vulnerable, something she can't afford, yet Ellen realizes that she wants to hear that Brian demanded it, wants the security of knowing she's not alone in this. But Julia says simply, "Because I could. Because a woman needs to help other women where she's able," and that is its own unexpected comfort too.
September 25, 2025 at 2:06 AM
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Good evening, friends (and foes, I guess?), I can't believe it's been two weeks. But it has indeed been a fortnight, and so here we go; chapter 6 of And Be Two Travelers is up now: archiveofourown.org/works/682664...
September 21, 2025 at 11:25 PM
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I sound like I'm on my deathbed, but still we bake! Book mentioned blueberry pie recently and I was immediately like, "Damn, you're so right for that 😌" so shabbat shalom from me and my mini pie guys
September 19, 2025 at 11:23 PM
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Wasn't really feeling the juice from this last episode, so here's a little BOMB-adjacent Laird's Room offering for this week's #Wednesday100
Wednesday 100: Fairy Tales "I love hearin' about Grannie Ellen and Grandda," Bree says, contentedly dreamy as Claire tucks her in. Jamie's told the stories dozens of times, yet the children always beg for them again. Claire kisses her daughter's forehead. "I know, darling. And Da loves telling you." She starts to rise. "Mam, why can we no' hear about yer parents?" Because I have barely more than a scrap of song-memory, she thinks, frozen in the doorway. I haven't even photographs to show. "Tomorrow I'll tell you about Uncle Lamb taking me to India," she promises instead, swallowing down pain and wishes.
September 17, 2025 at 2:16 PM
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September 10, 2025 at 10:24 PM
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Did manage to find some #Wednesday100 inspiration in that episode, so we're touching on Brian not knowing his birthday versus Jamie knowing the time he was born, Henry and his musical choices for labor (actively very funny), and some unseen moments of Julia's yearning for Claire.
Wednesday 100: Histories Usually Willie joins Da visiting the tenants, but he's got catarrh — Jamie's been Jabie to him for days. He giggles as they ride, remembering, but forces himself serious and careful, adult, as Da speaks to everyone and when they review the day while preparing for sleep partway between crofts. Still, when he hears, "A tale tonight, lad?" he nods. "You arrived," Da starts, "at half-six on the first of May in the year of our Lord 1721. It'd been stormin' hard..." and Jamie settles, warm by the fire, to hear every familiar, loving detail of the day of his birth. Wednesday 100: All for the Love of You Her second pregnancy is different. Henry is still careful and attentive, but they have a rambunctious five-year-old now, their days taken up with her energy, allowing little of that quiet reflection from when they'd prepared for Claire. Still, they find moments like this, when Henry asks, on the verge of sleep, "Shall it be Peter now? For a boy?" "Hmm," she answers. "Perhaps Daisy for a girl." She hums a bit of the tune, conjuring memories of that old flat, of that euphoric night, and he laughs at her, at himself, at all the ridiculous beauty of their life together. Wednesday 100: Completions She has rituals for beginning her days, for ending them, things that she cannot even write to Henry, things that she cannot dwell on without going clawingly mad but would go mad without. For one moment in the morning, she pictures what Claire would be doing now: filching extra jam for her toast, recalling her dreams. Just before sleep, she pictures herself home beside Claire: her daughter wiggling for one more story, bath-fresh curls drying, her wonder when seeing the baby for the first time. "My brother," Julia hears. "Mummy, my baby brother," and she pretends both aching arms full.
September 10, 2025 at 3:52 PM
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Busy Sunday around the house but I would never forget you, rural jurors! Chapter 5 of And Be Two Travelers is up now: archiveofourown.org/works/682664...
September 8, 2025 at 1:25 AM
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Someone said the word "peanut butter cup" in my presence earlier today and accidentally activated me like a sleeper agent to do a little experimental baking! Shabbat shalom from me and my brownie peanut butter swirl cookies
September 5, 2025 at 11:21 PM