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Outlander filming Edinburgh 20/1/2017

So this happened yesterday.

Stood in the cold for 9 hours but it was worth it.

It all started at 1230 when I finished work. Rode my bike home, packed all the essentials in my bag (this included The Making of Outlander, sharpie, snacks and water) and off I went get a train to Edinburgh.

Finally arrived in Edinburgh at 1430 and went straight to Bakehouse Close. Based on pics on SM from past couple of days, I knew that I wouldn’t see much from the top of Bakehouse Close and I sorta knew the place I gotta be, and what it looked like. Off I went hunting for it.

It wasn’t as hard to find as I thought considering there were more than 50/60 people stood at the place. Imagine my surprise when I got there! The twice that I was at Dowanhill before this, there were less than 20 people!

Managed to squeeze myself to the middle but was still in the second row behind people who have been there everyday since Tuesday and have gotten pics and countless autographs already. (Give me a chance, man!!!)

Well, anyways. Cait and Sam were supposed to arrive at 4pm. As the minutes went by, everyone got excited but they didn’t arrive. Tick tock tick tock and before you knew it, it was already 5pm. Still no sign of them.

Suddenly, Cait appeared from behind a truck and was hurrying onto set! She didn’t stop for any pics or autographs and most of the fans were certainly caught off guard by her appearance. She smiled and waved courteously to us and went by. Minutes later, Sam did the same but I did catch an “oh wow” from him as he walked by regarding the size of the crowd. Similar to Cait, Sam smiled and waved and walked into the close.

The fans couldn’t see any of the filming. All we could hear was grunts and Cait screaming JAMIEEEEE every couple of minutes. The crowd started to thin as the night went on.

I have to mention that the crew was very kind to the fans. They offered us food whenever we walked past their food station. They even started handing out rolls at one point. We even got a choice of what roll we wanted! #bestcrew!!

This all happened before 6pm. According to some extras who I managed to speak to, they were scheduled for a half hour break at 9pm. Was totally expecting the cast to come out then but the minutes and hours ticked by, with no sign of them whatsoever. At this point, there were probably less than 20 of us left.

One of the crew came out around 11ish to let us know that they wouldn’t be out until 230am. A friend of mine decided to go get some food at this point. I decided to follow her to stretch my legs. We were away for 15-20 minutes and came back to find out that Cesar Domboy and John Bell was just there signing autographs and taking pics!! Imagine my dismay when I got back!!! Uuuugggghhhhhh I was so bummed by this point, my hands were cold and legs were freezing so much so I just felt numb physically and emotionally.

But guess who decided to save my day about 20 minutes later. Out comes the beautiful and gorgeous Caitriona Balfe. After 7 hours of continuous filming, she looks radiant and just shines as she comes out of the close. She thanks all the fans for waiting out in the cold. Got a picture with her and an autograph for my friend. She was so natural in the way she spoke to us and even asked us who was gonna be in Edinburgh on Saturday to join the #womensmarch. Seriously, you can’t have a better role model to look up to. She slowly made her way through the fans making sure everyone got what they wanted.

Couple minutes later, Sam joined the party. His face was covered in soot (book readers, I bet you know what scene they were filming here) but he had the biggest smile on his face. Following Cait’s lead, he made his way through the fans. He signed autographs and took pics with all the fans and just chatted to us all.

Just to let you guys know, I’m relatively short; 5'3. When he was taking a pic with me, I went on my tip toes and sorta said out loud without meaning it “Sam, you’re too tall”. With no hesitation whatsoever, he bent down to my height so that his head was just inches higher than mine for the picture. 😂

Cait left slightly before Sam. As always, thanking everyone before she left. Sam stayed on for longer. Even when rushed by the crew who kept warning “Sammy boy, last one. Sammy, last one”, he continued on chatting with us. Once he was done, he thanked us all and left to take off all the soot and costume.

The last train from Edinburgh to Glasgow was at 2330, which I clearly missed. Not sure about late night buses but I was offered a lift from another fan who lived in Glasgow! She sent me home to my doorstep. Outlander fans are the best! Finally home at 230am.

So that was my third Outlander filming experience. I am so lucky to live in Glasgow to be able to witness all this! And if you made it this far in my post, thank you for reading it and I hope you enjoyed it ☺️ Feel free to ask me any questions if you have any.

anonymous asked:

They'll be filming in Edinburgh again this week in the Canongate area (Tweeddale court, Bakehouse close). Some people posted few pictures of the set on twitter (@HYjewellers and @Annika_N83). Hope we will have some BTS pic. We need some new things.

oooh, thanks for the info! I’m reposting some of the pics on those 2 twitters - nothing super exciting but it’d be nice to get some actual pictures of the cast this week!

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So this happened yesterday ☺️

Outlander filming on location in Bakehouse Close, Edinburgh off the Royal Mile on 20th January 2017.

They were both so sweet and kind to the fans! They spent considerably long with us making sure each and everyone of us got what we wanted. And all this after a long 7 hour shoot? What more could a fan ask for?

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(Don't Fear) The Reaper- Blue Oyster Cult

Send me a song and I’ll write a headcanon, drabble, or my Muse’s opinion on it.

“Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared, saying don’t be afraid                     Come on baby, and she had no fear
And she ran to him, then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodby, she had become like they are
She had taken his hand, she had become like they are
Come on baby, don’t fear the reaper”

Mrs.Lovett jolted upright in bed, sucking in deep, frantic breaths as her eyes searched the dark room around her. The night terrors were always the worst during the summer, when the heavy, damp air clung to her body, resulting in the constant feeling of suffocation. 

It was the same dream every night- she’d wake up to find Sweeney, the love of her life, dead and mangled on the bakehouse floor. His body lay in the pile of bodies that always accumulated at the end of the night, to the lefthand side of the oven against the wall. There was blood everywhere- covering the floors, the walls, the oven, and when she looked down, she found her hands to be dripping with it. How much blood had been spilt because of her. During the day, she could convince herself that it was Sweeney’s doing, that he was the one truly responsible for this madness. But how was she any better, cleaning up his mess and actively encouraging such practices? 

At the end of the day, she was evil. She always had been. And these dreams merely forced her to accept it. From the moment she had set eyes on Benjamin Barker, she had sold her soul to the devil- anything to be with him. Careful what you wish for, as they say.

Even though she had grown immensely close to the barber, she couldn’t deny that his heart was unrepairable. He was too far gone. Benjamin Barker was no more than a shadow of a memory now, and Sweeney Todd could never love her even if he tried. 

Once she was able to breathe again, the baker angrily wiped the tears from her face, like she had so many nights before. She lit a candle on her bedside table, and swung her feet over the edge of the bed. The flickering light caught a flash of silver sitting on her vanity table, and biting her lip, Mrs.Lovett hesitantly retrieved the razor that lay unsheathed. 

How poetic, she thought, that she could end her life with the same instrument that gave her beloved barber his only meaning for life. There was a bitter irony that made her smirk slightly. Perhaps Mr.Todd would finally love her after seeing her precious rubies spilt out all over the bedsheets. 

She spun the razor around in her hands a few times, watching it dance in the low, warm light of the candle. However, as she curled her fingers around the handle, she heard her bedroom door fly open, and a gust of wind extinguish her only source of light.

She inhaled a sharp breath as she jumped to her feet, holding the razor out now in defense against the dark silhouette that stood in the doorway. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness once again, but as soon as she saw the tangle of blond curls at the foot of her bed, her fingers went limp and dropped the weapon on the ground.

Lestat. How could she have forgotten him? He had been such a comfort to her during those long years without Benjamin. When he left her without a single warning, he took a piece of her soul with him. She never thought she’d see him again; he was so powerful and immortal, and she was so insignificant.

“Oh, come now, enough with the flatteries,” His French accent broke the silence.

Mrs.Lovett couldn’t help but smirk, remembering that he could, in fact, read her thoughts.

“Lestat,” She whispered, still in complete awe.

“The one and only,” He gave a sweeping bow, allowing his silken hair to catch just a glimmer of moonlight.

Before she could even think about it, her feet were sprinting towards him, closing the space between them. She threw her arms around him, and eventually lifted her legs as well, to wrap around his waist. She grinned into his cold, hard skin as she heard him chuckling.

“I’ve missed you,” She whispered into the crook of his neck.

“I know,” He replied, inhaling her distinct scent and gently playing with her auburn curls as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.

When he felt her crying into his shoulder, he shook his head and gently patted her back. She had realized why he was here in the first place. He had heard her thoughts. He knew she was going to take her life. 

Mon pauvre enfant,” He sighed, attempting to pry her off of him so he could properly look at her. “Pas de peur.” No more fear.

She was shaking, squeezing her eyes shut as he removed her arms from around his torso. She was so, so close to doing it. To dragging that razor across her throat. She would’ve done it, if not for him. She would’ve been dead now. Not only was she now terrified of taking her life, but it scared her to know now what she was capable of. 

He wiped her tears, and held her squarely by the shoulders, simply taking a minute to read and de-tangle the hurricane of thoughts buzzing in her head.

Mrs.Lovett let him do as he pleased, standing still and staring up into his icy blue eyes, opening herself up to him.

“You know I wouldn’t let you go that quickly,” The vampire said with a small smirk before pulling her to him once again.

“You don’t remember what it’s like to be human. To wake up every morning and remember that you have nothing to live for.”

“Perhaps not, but I’ve a fairly good idea from listening to you.”

“Why’ve you come, then?”

He walked her out of the bedroom and through the parlour, leading her outside. He took her hands and gave them both a small kiss before wrapping his arms around her waist and carrying her up into the night sky.

“Now, Eleanor,” He growled, holding her with one hand and using the other to brush aside her auburn hair from the porcelain skin of her neck.

I’m going to give you the choice I never had…”

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Christmas video released by the Swedish Court of the Crown Princess Couple with Princess Estelle from the bakehouse at Skansen.