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[thefreshprinceofdownton]

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“The office is having a Christmas party this year. Well, they’ve had it every year since I’ve been there, except for the war.” Matthew explained, rubbing the back of his neck. He didn’t know why he was so nervous; they had been married nearly a year. “And all the others bring their wives so I was…wondering if you’d like to go? It’s not very fancy; it’s just at a restaurant in Ripon.”

[dunnitmoved]

❛  why, lady mary, if i didn't know any better i'd say i make you uneasy.  ❜  

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[theeconomistfromulster]

They had been at a dinner table chock full of various people aside from her family that Charles couldn’t bother to remember—all he saw was her. Good God, what had she done to him? He had come here thoroughly unimpressed, expecting yet another unpleasant run-in with the upper class he had spent most of his life resenting. Up until they spent a night rescuing the pigs she had newly brought to her estate, he had seen her as a vapid, aloof Earl’s daughter. And now she was simply extraordinary. He had managed—or so he thought—to hide himself quite well this evening, aside from the odd glance here and there, during dinner.

After dinner was a completely different story. He had made a beeline to the lounge she was sitting on, gravitating towards her as he always did. He smiled at her answer to his question, only asked half in jest. “No, we couldn’t have that, could we?” He shifted to the side, putting a bit of distance between them as he rested his elbows on his knees, tearing his gaze away to observe the rest of the library. “You’re better at this than I am.”

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[yodababy]

@ofnxbility​ wants the child to [ eat ] !

WEIRD, human food is.  want he does not.  only frogs.  head shakes in refusal, eyes bigger than yavin, and the child whines.  stubborn.  stubborn like father, he is. 

[barrowtm]

his hair may have gotten GRAYER over the years, but thomas is still the same, thriving in his role of BUTLER at downton abbey. he and the lady of the house have built up a good repertoire over the past decade. george crawley is now a teenager, and a rambunctious one at that. thomas stands tall, watching as andy pours the afternoon tea. “i remember being his age, my lady. i was quite rambunctious myself, if you could believe.” thomas came to downton not long after, actually. he smiles politely. | @ofnxbility

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              He wasted no time in pouring a glass for himself and Mary. It was late, and he had not intended on dropping by after work. But he had found himself riding up after he received a telephone from Robert asking for some documents. Whilst Robert had said that he could wait till morning, Matthew had the papers at hand and rather wanted them out of the way. 

              Now sitting with Mary, he was having a very late supper compose of sandwiches and wine. “You do not need to sit with me,” He said. “I rather think its quite late. You can go to bed if you choose.”

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Sybil had only been home for a few days but talk of the christening had already begun and rather than tire herself even more the young woman had chosen to limit her time with her family, spending most hours of her days thus far in the nursery or watching Tom work on the cars, waiting to return to her old habits until she had felt up to battle again. Upon hearing the door open, Sybil looked up from her daughters face to be met with her eldest sisters, “I’ve heard Granny and Papa have begun to wage war with Tom. Do I need to come down for dinner tonight? I fear they’ll eat him alive” Her smirk was hard to hide but in all reality Sybil was glad for some sort of normalcy back in her life. Getting up from the chair she walked over to her sister, “Would you like to hold her?”