#fergus fraser

[outlander-online]

Throwback to this video of Sam Heughan, Romann Berrux and Caitriona Balfe on the set of Outlander season 2

🎥: Our site archives / Caitriona Balfe

#outlander #sam heughan #jamie fraser #caitriona balfe #claire fraser #Romann Berrux #fergus fraser

[fergusthechiweenie]

Spot the chiweenie

- ᴀ & ғ🐾

#chiweenie #chihuahua #dachshund #mini dachshund #miniature dachshund #sausage dog #dog #dogs #doggo #pet #pets #animal #animals #puppy #puppies #pupper #cute #cute puppy #adorable #Fergus fraser #aww

[flyinghome-againstthewind]

Beside the Seaside: Ch 14

Chapter 14

“This column here shows the room numbers and next to that, how many beds.” The words were innocent enough, a simple instruction like she’d asked for — this inn was her home now, her family’s business, and she wanted to know the running of it, should she need to pitch in. Jamie’s mouth at her ear as he stood behind her and his hand splayed possessively over her hip and abdomen were… less innocent. Especially when he nipped at her earlobe.

“Jamie.” She spun in his arms, trapped by the wall of his chest and the front desk counter biting into her lower back. Her husband only grinned, unrepentant. “You’re terrible at staying on task,” she teased, feeling the tug of her own smile.

“I think I’m doing verra well, actually.” His fingers traced a pattern over the small of her back. She knew she didn’t have any room to judge — he damn near drove her to distraction with just his presence. Nevermind when he touched her…

She gave in and kissed him.

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#beside the seaside #jamie x claire #outlander #fergus fraser #faith fraser #outlander fic

[blink182times]

FERSALI IS BACK I REPEAT FERSALI IS BACK MY LIFE IS COMPLETE I CAN LIVE AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#fergus fraser #outlander #Fersali #marsali fraser #outlander season 8 #outlander starz #Claire Fraser #Jamie Fraser #cesar domboy #lauren lyle #sam heughan #catriona balfe

[cajon-desastre]

Children ceased to be children when you put a sword in their hands. When you taught them to fight a war, then you armed them and put them on the front lines, they were not children anymore. They were soldiers.

R.F. Kuang. The Poppy War

#Outlander #Fergus Fraser #season 2 #2x10 #quotes and gif

[sassyshetojuliah]

They're back!!!

Outlander BTS season 8 clip! 🙌🫶

The best cast old or new. The first week is wrapped up. 🙌 🙌🙌

#outlander #outlander season 8 #sam heughan #jamie fraser #caitriona balfe #claire fraser #outlander fandom #marsali fraser #fergus fraser #Instagram

[userkayjay]

Outlander 4.12

Do not harm him, but do not allow him to leave. His allegiance is to Governor Tryon. I'm very sorry.

#he's so done fsgdgdjd 😭 #outlander #outlanderedit #perioddramaedit #tvedit #lord john grey #fergus fraser #saltybenchday

[coralsillustrations]

Finished this wee wip i had while wiping tears after the last episode…now I NEED to make some Brianna Fraser in the future fanarts

#outlander #outlander fanart #jamie fraser #claire beauchamp #brianna fraser #fergus fraser #outlander season 7 #fanart friday #digital art #procreate

[winnie-the-monster]

#outlander #s2 #2x08 #jamie fraser #claire fraser #claire x jamie #jamie x claire #fergus fraser #jenny murray

[frasers-of-my-heart]

Wednesday 100: Notre Fils

Fergus walked into the parlor, quiet and slow (unusual for their gregarious lad) and Claire noted his eyes looked heavy. She stood and went to him, laying her wrist on his forehead, finding it clammy and far too warm. “Fergus, get yourself back to bed.”

“Non, Milady,” Fergus softly protested, “I am to accompany Milord today.”

Jamie came up behind him. “Not today, lad. Listen to yer mistress.”

“I suppose I am a bit tired…” he lilted and Jamie scooped him up. “Merci, Papa. Maman, will you check on me?”

They were his.

“Of course, darling, I’ll be up soon.”

#outlander #jamie x claire #my fic #wednesday100 #fergus fraser #fraser family feels

[theawkwardterrier]

He had, honestly, only planned to call his parents after speaking with Marsali earlier that evening. Yet, somehow, his intended short drive to clear his head has instead led Fergus four hours north of Edinburgh to his family's new home, waiting at the end of the half-lit drive beneath the moonlight of the new day. The gravel crunches beneath his tires as he rolls the car to a careful stop and rests his hands on the wheel for a moment before getting out.

He supposes that somewhere in his mind he had known that phoning or even a video call wouldn't be enough. He understands why Marsali needs to be away with her family through the end of the summer; as much as they have all been pretending that the group holiday to Spain is to celebrate her mother's new marriage, and the time afterward to help Laoghaire around the house as she settles into her new home, Fergus has listened too many times to his girlfriend wondering helplessly why her mother didn't have better taste in men to think it was anything other than reconnaissance of the new husband and whether he was suitable to have around Joanie. And yet if he can't have her beside him as they take in this news together, he wants his parents. Perhaps he would want them regardless: his father's face breaking with that smile and that hoarsely overcome pride in his voice, his mother's careful and practical questions, her firm hug and the way she would hold him away from herself by the shoulders to survey him fully, the money Papa would tuck into his pocket even if he didn't need it, just as a reminder that it would be there if he ever did, that they would be there.

Swallowing, a slight ache in his chest at the knowledge that it’s too late to wake them and that for all the time it took to get here he’ll have to wait until morning to speak with them, Fergus climbs from the car and starts around the path to the kitchen door; leftover childhood instincts along with those old ones from his teenage years of occasionally sneaking into and out of their house in Inverness remind him that the front door is heavy and only closes with that certain slam that would startle the sleeping house.

He has a key to the door and has been here more than once, but it's still strange to enter his family's home and remember once again that it isn't the one where he grew up, the one where he would know every corner and creaking floorboard no matter how dark the night or what state he might be in. It is in that split second of necessary orientation to the room that he realizes that he isn't alone. He falls immediately and habitually into a basic defensive Judo stance, sizing up the stranger in front of him and shifting his head to avoid the apple which has just been pitched toward him with a startled shout.

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#Outlander #Outlander fic #Fergus Fraser #William Ransom #Jamie Fraser

[dianaforever]

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Outlander Series - Diana Gabaldon Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Claire Beauchamp/Jamie Fraser Characters: Claire Beauchamp, Jamie Fraser, Brianna, Fergus Fraser Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, Christmas Eve, Regret Summary:

"Regret" had several time jumps; I want to fill them in with Christmas Stories. This one takes place between Chapters 20 and 21. Brianna's first Christmas. Claire wants Jamie, Fergus and Brianna to have a Happy first modern Christmas. Jamie learns about Traditions and the Magic of Christmas.

It is not necessary to read "REGRET" to enjoy this wee Christmas story.

#outlander #outlander fanfic #christmas #outlander christmas #jamie fraser #claire fraser #brianna fraser #fergus fraser #jamie and claire #fanfiction

[fergusthechiweenie]

He sleeps in the weirdest ways…

- ᴀ & ғ🐾

#chiweenie #chihuahua #dachshund #mini dachshund #miniature dachshund #sausage dog #chihuahua puppy #dachshund puppy #puppy #pupper #puppies #dog #dogs #doggo #animal #animals #pet #pets #aww #cute #cute puppy #adorable #fergus Fraser

[flyinghome-againstthewind]

Beside the Seaside: Ch 13

Chapter 13

She woke to no alarm clock or pestering from Fergus, and stretched leisurely in her bed, her body pleasantly sore in a way she hadn’t felt in God knew how long. It was that familiar ache that reminded her before she even checked her surroundings that she wasn’t in her third-story room at Fairy Hill, but in a different inn entirely and with—

Her hand reached for Jamie but only caught in the empty sheets, and she lifted her head to look for her new husband. She could see his broad form in the ensuite bathroom, standing before the sink in his undershirt and shorts, shaving his morning shadow. Claire propped her head in her hand and watched him, enjoying the view and the vaguely possessive notion that she was allowed to study him like this. She smiled unabashedly when he caught her gaze in the mirror just as he was finishing up.

Jamie crawled back into bed, bracing his weight on his arms above her as he leaned down and kissed her. “Good morning, my beautiful wife.” He said it so easily, so infused with joy, and she hadn’t any defense against that kind of genuine affection.

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#beside the seaside #jamie x claire #outlander #faith fraser #fergus fraser

[blink182times]

FERSALI REUNION FERSALI REUNION

Mama y papa

#fergus fraser #marsali fraser #cesar domboy #lauren lyle #fersali #outlander #outlander cast #jamie fraser #claire fraser

[firegoddess96]

Bean duine briste

(Wife of a Broken Man)

Murtagh Fitzgibbons Fraser x Female OC

*I own only the OC, all other characters belong to the creators of Outlander*

Summery:

Having served with Claire as a nurse in WWII, Isla went with Claire and Frank to Scotland to see her mother’s home country. Her aunt Mrs.Baird told her stories of the stones and both Isla and Claire went to see for themselves the magic of the place. Neither expected to be transported 200 years into the past, nor did they expect to fall for rough and ruggedly handsome highlanders.

Will the women get back to their time and the loved ones they left behind, or will they fall too deeply into the strong arms of our favorite Fraser men?

18+ to Read!! (There will be smut down the road!)

Chapter 1:

One the road Claire and Isla traveled from village to village with the rent party. Slowly it dawned on the women that the men they were accompanying were more than just rent collectors, they were in fact Jacobites, supporters of the Stuart prince across the sea.

Night after night Dougal made a show of ripping off Jamie’s shirt to use his scars for their cause, horrifying Isla more that Claire, as she had never seen these scars and wasn’t told the story of his whipping. That first night when Dougal threw the shirt at Claire to mend and she fought him, Isla grabbed it and mended it instead without saying a word. Murtagh was grateful for her kindness and often started to show her small acts of kindness as thanks, after all, Jamie was the man’s heart and soul. So any act towards Jamie affected him greatly.

Every night throughout their journey Isla would mend the torn shirt and find small gifts the next morning. One day it was a few ripe apples and pears, another morning she found a bushel of heather flowers next to her pillow. It wasn’t until one morning, when she woke up to the smell of roasting meat, that she realized who was leaving these sweet gifts. Murtagh finished roasting the freshly caught duck and plated the bird just for her, finally thanking her verbally for the kindness and compassion she was showing his godson. He told her about the incident back at Lallybroch, the attack on young Jenny, the whipping, and the consequent death of Jamie’s father at the sight of it. Isla understood a little more of the stoic and quiet man after he shared the story, she realized the man held a strong love and loyalty to the young man who he followed everywhere.

They all continued their travels for a few more weeks, Claire tending to minor wounds with Isla’s help. Isla continued to mend the shirt when it was torn, and Murtagh spent more time with Isla, sharing meals and stories, until the day the English officer showed up at one of the villages. Claire had gotten drunk with some of the local wives and had made a scene trying to steal a goat back from the rents to help a mother feed her baby. And that was how Dougal arrived with Claire and Isla in the company of British officers telling stories of how they came to Scotland, planning their journey home. A plan cut short by the appearance of Black Jack himself.

Once again attacked by the vicious man, Claire being almost assaulted again, and Isla bruised and concussed. Dougal stormed in and took them away, stopping at a stream to make the women drink from a foul smelling river. Isla recognized it as the truth river, lies were said to burn the throat once one drinks from the stream. They both drank and both told him that they were not spies and simply came here by accident. Dougal, finally believing them, told them the only solution he could think of for their current predicament, for the two woman to marry Scotsmen and become Scottish citizens.

Back at the camp the other men are made aware of what happened….

“So, I have made up my mind about Mrs, Beauchamp, Jamie you will marry the lass. She’s a good woman, smart and Bonnie. And I ken ye are fond of the lass.” Dougal told Jamie, causing a blush to form on his face and the teasing laughs from the other men as they had all seen his interest in her.

“As for Ms Burns…” Dougal starts “I’ll marry the lass” Murtagh interrupts, staring expressionless at the chieftain.

“Will ye now? Well, I guess that will do fine, if the lass will have ye.” Surprised that the stoic man would take an interest in marrying a woman, after all, he had see murtagh fawn over his sister Ellen for years. It was hard to imagine another capturing his heart in the same way.

Across the field Claire and Isla sat discussing the new turn their lives were about to take.

“I feel like I am betraying Frank.” Isla’s heart broke for Claire, she had after all met frank and knew of the love they had shared. But it was looking more and more like they would never make it home to their own time. Isla knew that living in the past meant that they needed protection, and the only way to get that now was a husband. Isla had also seen the glances shared by Claire and her soon to be husband, knew that they could grow to love one another and be happy, which is all she wanted for her friend.

“Claire, Jamie is a kind and caring man, he would never hurt you and he’d continue to protect you. I know you love Frank, and he loves you, which is why he would understand. Frank researched this time, it was his specialty, and he would understand that the only way for you to stay alive and safe is to marry someone else. The man would move heaven and earth to keep you safe, he would want this for you.”

“What about you? You never mentioned anyone, is there someone you had back home? A man waiting for you?”

“God no! I’ve actually never been in a serious relationship, I’ve had the odd date here and there, but it never really went anywhere. None of them struck that spark, you know?”

“I do. Do you know who Dougal picked for you by chance? I didn’t hear him say.”

“No, he didn’t. At least you already know who you’re husband is going to be. And you know what to expect, I’ve never been with a man intimately, and now I don’t even know who I will be expected to sleep with.” A blush rose in her cheeks at the thought of a certain rugged highlander in her bed.

A silence lulled between the women, which shortly after was interrupted by Jamie and Murtagh walking towards them across the field.

“May I have a word lass?” Murtagh’s asked Isla causing her blush to deepen.

“Of course, I’ll talk to you later Claire.” She followed Murtagh into the near by woods, heart racing trying to keep her emotions and hopes in check.

“What is it Murtagh? Is something wrong? Did Jamie not agree to marry…”

“No lass, it’s not about that. Jamie will marry Claire, he agrees tis a good match. And he is ver’a fond of the lass.” He cleared his throat and stared fidgeting with his hands nervously.

“What’s wrong Murtagh?”

“It’s actually yer predicament which I wished to discuss Ms Burns.” Her brows creased questioningly at the sudden formality. “I wish to offer my hand as the solution to your problem. If ye would have me, I’d me honored to have ye as my bride.” A blush rose on his face so deep it was vibrant through his dark beard.

“Why are you offering Murtagh? Not that It is an unwelcome offer, quite the opposite actually.” His eyes widen in shock, believing that she would reject his offer, “But I will not say yes if you are doing this purely for kindness, like all the gifts you have given me.” Isla felt like she had just put her foot in her mouth and ruined her chance of getting the man she wanted, but she needed to know that he was choosing her for the right reasons.

“Isla, lass, have ye not realized? I have wanted ye since the night I first saw ye. “He grabs her chin and makes her look him in the eye. “Bonnie thing, with curves in all the right places, with that giant backside pressed right against me rocking the whole ride home” he growls stirring something in her. “Mind ye, it’s not just yer body I want, no lass, ye have made me want yer heart as ye have clearly stolen away wi’ mine. Yer kindness, to even the most cruel and distant of strangers. That someone would heal her captures and help a man w’out asking of his past.” His rough hand caresses her cheek as her eyes stared at him, with pure love and adoration, tear up at his sudden declarations.

“Isla, If ye will have me, I will protect ye and love ye, as I ne’er thought I’d love again. If ye say yes, ye will have all o’ me. What do ye say lass?” His eyes travel from her eyes to her lips, waiting for her answer. She leans in to him, like magnets they come together, their lips barely touching.

“Yes” he crushes her body to him as he passionately kisses her. She responds in kind one hand on his neck, the other combing up into his hair pulling him closer still. His hands wander along her curves, on her lower back in an attempt to bring her closer yet, while his other hand traveled further south over her hip and cupping her buttock firmly, causing a yelp which he happily devoured from her lips.

Reluctantly he pulled himself away, laughing at her lips chasing his. A blush deepening to a vibrant rose on her cheeks and a glazed look in her eyes.

“Dinna fash lass, ye will get more soon. But ye will be mine when ye do, and ye will no’ be leaving my side once ye are.” Murtagh whispers in her ear making her shiver and clench her thighs. Her response didn’t escape his notice, and his eyes darkened with lust at just how responsive his little bunny really was.

“Let’s get back to everyone and plan the joint ceremony, shall we lass?” Isla nodded and followed Murtagh back towards the clearing when they planned a joint ceremony with Jamie, Claire hiding somewhere until she had to be married the next day.

See you at the wedding….

#murtagh fitzgibbons fraser #murtagh x reader #murtagh #fergus fraser #jamie fraser #claire fraser #james alexander malcolm mackenzie fraser #outlander