(A Little Longer) Where We Are 🐶, Chapter 3
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(A Little Longer) Where We Are 🐶, Chapter 3
Chapter 3 of (A Little Longer) Where We Are 🐶 is now posted. Enjoy and thanks for reading! 💖
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Seven Sentence Sunday
Tagged by the bestie @flyinghome-againstthewind to do a little seven sentence Sunday. 💖
This is definitely more than seven sentences but 🤷♀️🤷♀️🤷♀️. (A Little Longer) Where You Are aka The Vet Fic is a slow burn because I cannot write anything succinctly so this bit will either be in chapter 8 or chapter 9.
Jamie laughed. A real laugh that loosened the tense muscles in his shoulders and breathed life into his body. There were so few true moments of laughter lately, he realized, and the feeling of ease and joy now in his body was a reminder that he needed to do it more.
Just as he and Ian were getting back to work, reviewing a few small medical needs in their sheep flock, Jamie’s phone pinged with a text message. It was from Claire, and before he even had the chance to read it, Ian asked, “And just what has ye grinning like an idiot at yer phone?”
Was he blushing? His face felt warmer than it had a minute ago. Why did he feel flustered and tongue tied?
“Ach, it’s nothing. Just a vet friend checking-in or asking something. I can look at it later,” Jamie said rapidly, putting his phone face down on the desk next to him, despite it pinging again and his hand reflexively going to pick it up again.
Ian looked at him intently, clearly not buying Jamie’s story. “Who is this friend? Do I know them?”
“Nay. Tis a more recent acquaintance. We met a few months ago,” Jamie answered vaguely, not really sure why he didn’t want to tell Ian about Claire.
“I’m not going tae push ye on it, mate, but just ken I am suspicious. I dinna think most people go all googly eyed when they get a text from a work acquaintance.”
Seven Sentence Sunday
Hello and welcome back to trying to motivate myself to write by feeding you all chapters of my writing piecemeal through tumblr posts! I know I said when I finished Seaside that I would leave the door open for further visits with those Frasers down the road but that I did not currently have anything in mind to write for them. WELL! Inspiration found me very shortly after I finished Seaside and I've now begun working on a short fic (maybe 5-6 chapters) that's a duel POV between Fergus and Faith as they are both in seasons of growing up and leaving home and finding themselves. It's a little different than my usual writing and while Jamie and Claire are certainly at the heart of this story, it's not told from their perspective. However, I love my Seaside Fergus and Faith to pieces and I hope their journeys are still of interest to others as we revisit these babies.
Familiar voices carried in from the porch as Fergus emerged from the Inn’s dining room and so he turned his steps towards the entryway. Da sat leaning against the porch railing with his gaze fixed on the swing’s three inhabitants, for Maman had come home and was rocking the swing gently with one foot, a twin on each side of her as Julian curled in close and Moira talked a mile a minute about her day. The sounds of the waves crashing against the shore was the backdrop of every good memory Fergus had here as well as in this moment, and he stilled in the doorway, feeling his chest grow tight with the sights and sounds of home.
Moira had been right before though; she’d hardly been gone for two weeks and yet the absence of Faith was keenly felt. She should be just there beside Da, ribbing him over his cooking exploits — even as her skills were no better than his in that regard — or adding her own commentary to Moira’s tales because they would have inevitably been together, their bond as sisters closer than anyone could have guessed with ten years between them.
Maman looked up then and caught him lurking in the doorway. The way her eyes lit up at the sight of him made the journey home for the weekend more than worth it. “You didn’t tell me your brother was here,” she said teasingly to Moira, giving the girl a light shake.
“I was getting there!” Moira huffed as Maman untangled herself from the twins and rose to hug him.
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(A Little Longer) Where We Are, Chapter 2
Happy Sunday! Chapter 2 of (A Little Longer) Where We Are is now posted! Enjoy! 🐶
https://archiveofourown.org/works/87127241/chapters/233247086
(A Little Longer) Where We Are
Chapter 1 of my new Outlander fic, (A Little Longer) Where We Are, is now posted!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/87127241/chapters/230732101

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wip sentences monday
The great and good @flyinghome-againstthewind has, in the last two weeks, tagged me twice to share some snippets of my WIP, and nothing but laziness has stopped me. So this is a hybrid seven sentence Sunday and wip Saturday I am calling wip sentences Monday.😆
I AM writing! I know I promised a new story in January-ish but life had some other plans to start 2026, but I am still plodding along on my OL vet fic story when time allows. I'll start posting eventually and it should be sooner rather than later.
For now, enjoy this small excerpt. For reference, Honey is Claire's dog, and Jamie and Claire are texting about a dog they helped the day before. They only just exchanged phone numbers, thus the "unknown number" name on the texts. Enjoy! ❤️🐶
When her phone vibrated against her desk just a minute later, Claire snatched it back up, thinking Jamie had already sent a reply. Instead, it was just a reminder text from the library that her checked out books were due back in two days. She spent the remainder of the afternoon frequently checking her phone, trying to ignore the increasing feeling of disappointment and, for some reason, embarrassment, that filled her every time she saw that he had not replied. He was probably just busy, Claire reasoned with herself. He had no obligation to respond, she reminded herself. And why did she even care that he did reply? They were barely even acquaintances. So when her phone vibrated with a message hours later, as she and Honey were snuggled in bed, Honey’s snores lulling Claire to sleep as she was reading, Claire did not expect to see a message from Jamie. 10:12pm, Unknown Number: <<I’m so glad to hear our girl is doing okay. I was thinking of her all day and am grateful for your text. It has eased my mind.>> 10:13pm, Unknown Number: <<sorry for the late text. I was swamped with things to catch up on today and wanted to make sure I didn’t reply with a hasty ‘thanks for letting me know’ and nothing else.>> 10:15pm, Unknown Number: <<It was a pleasure to see you in action, Dr. Beauchamp. Now that I have your number would it be okay if I occasionally reached out for a second opinion if I need one?>> Claire bit back a smile as she read his texts. Maybe their first encounter really was an anomaly.
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Got tag-teamed tagged by the lovelies @frasers-of-my-heart and @lara-frasers to A some Qs.
What is the origin of your blog name?
It's connected to Outlander and is similar to my Outlander IG account name, though I am not overly attached to it for my tumblr name so maybe I will change it at some point.
What’s your “I will always order this” food?
I am, tbh, a fairly boring eater and I keep a vegan diet so my ordering choices are often limited. And I live in the US so my "always order" food is harder to find but give me a vegan full English breakfast all day, every day. And if not, give me some avocado toast on actually good bread with a side of potatoes please.
What’s your overused emoji?
🙈🥹
What’s your current comfort show/movie/book?
Definitely have caught myself in a Heated Rivalry spiral in the last five days. Also, rewatching old Taskmaster seasons.
Song you’ve had on repeat this week?
Not for Nothing by the Weakened Friends
What’s the last thing you hyperfixated on?
Glasses back on.
What’s an oddly specific thing that brings you joy?
When my dog is dead asleep but has his legs rigidly locked straight (he is such a silly boy).
What smell instantly makes you happy?
Coffee (even though I don't drink it), gasoline (even thought that's weird), anything baking that has cinnamon in it
What’s something you loved as a kid that you secretly love now?
Sleeping with stuffed animals. And I don't even think I'm really secretive about that now.
What’s your phone wallpaper right now?
An impossibly cute picture of my dog.
Are you a morning person, night owl, or something else entirely?
The blessing and curse of my family is that we have all been forever morning people. I get up at 5:30am, largely happily and by choice.
Lastly, if you work, what is your work profession? And do you like it?
I work at a fairly large, national education nonprofit. I help develop and refine the programs and services we offer to students and the volunteers who work directly with students. Do I like it is a complicated and thorny question that would require too much oversharing for this public a forum. At the end of the day, if I must work (and, alas, I must), I am glad to do something that helps kids.
Late to share but happy to be here now. @flyinghome-againstthewind tagged me too share six non-selfie pics in my camera roll on my phone. Here is a random slice of life lately:
I mostly take pictures of 1. My baby nephew, 2. My dog, 3. The sky, so it turns out picking 6 shareable pictures was harder than anticipated. But here we are.
Finn is an active boy and requires 90 minutes - 2 hours of walking a day, no matter the conditions. This was today at 730am, just after it had rained but also not so much to melt all of the snow.
A less soggy but much colder morning a few days ago. I love taking pictures of the sky and chronicling how it morphs from day to day and season to season. Winter sunrises/sets are the best and are always worth fighting off the cold to see.
A tile in a shower that I want to remember because I want my future to have shower tiles like this one.
We had some super cold, subzero temperature days here in December and Finn, who usually will walk in any weather, refused to even step outside one morning. So, to give him some activity, I rounded up all of his stuffies and made up silly games with them. This is their team picture.
I have been on a quest for the best vegan peppermint hot chocolate (and an unexpected side quest for the best vegan whipped cream). I have not yet found a standout, but trying has been fun!
These are stamps that my grandma had from different cards and letters she received over many decades. Most of them have a quick note about the year she got it and from who, but some will be forever mysteries. My sisters and I hope to turn them into some art as a keepsake.
A Beacon in the Night
“The lights on the Christmas tree glowed soft in the otherwise unlit room, Jamie’s eyes fixating on the few bulbs that were flickering on and off, as if unsure if they had the will to continue casting their light. “Same,” Jamie thought, equally unsure if he had enough will to go on, the last several weeks pressing heavier and heavier against him.”
Happy Holidays! Please enjoy A Beacon in the Night, a Time Comes in Roses 🌹 holiday oneshot. ✨
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Catch up game!
Tagged by the bestie @flyinghome-againstthewind ✨
Last song I listened to: Great Expectations by Weakened Friends
Favorite color: at the moment, various shades of soft greens
Currently watching: catching up on the latest season of Bake Off with hopes to get to Heated Rivalry soon and a rewatch of The Pitt before season 2 in January
Last Movie: IDK? I cannot stress how infrequently I watch movies in this era of life. It was probably KPop Demon Hunters?
Currently reading: White Hot by Quiara Alegría Hudes
Coffee or Tea: Tea! Matcha with oat milk every morning and I’ll never say no to an Earl Grey or English breakfast situation. I went too hard with coffee in my 20s and ruined my insides so now it is not allowed for my own safety 🙃😂
Sweet/Savory/Spicy: sweet and savory together! Spicy (like coffee) destroys my insides to a not fun level.
Relationship Status: mama to one anxious puppy, aunt to the best baby ever, sister to two and daughter and granddaughter and friend and not interested or needing any more than that
Looking forward to: my cold being gone, two weeks off for the holidays.
Current obsessions: my nephew, chocolate chips
Last googled: vegan peppermint hot chocolate mix
Currently working on: writing wise it is the JamieClaire vet fic and a holiday oneshot; in life it is mostly just trying to find some stillness in what has been a chaotic year
Time Comes in Roses 🌹, Chapter 48
Chapter 48 (the last chapter! 😭) of Time Comes in Roses 🌹 is now posted. Thank you to anyone who has made time to read any or all of my story. It was a privilege to write and share it with you over the last year two years. 🩷
https://archiveofourown.org/works/56191129/chapters/194975266

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Time Comes in Roses 🌹, Chapter 47
Chapter 47 (the book penultimate chapter!) of Time Comes in Roses 🌹 is now posted! Enjoy and thanks for reading. 💜
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Time Comes in Roses 🌹, Chapter 46
Happy Sunday! Please enjoy chapter 46 of Time Comes in Roses 🌹. It’s sweet and romantic, if I do say so myself. 💜
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