So cruel to have [Elizabeth] snatched away. Childbirth can be hazardous. So can motherhood. One thing I guarantee, you will not share her fate.
“If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours” - Kahlil Gibran -
There could never be anyone for me but you.
Every Dwight & Caroline Scene ↪ ‘I hope he brought his rose water.’
Dwight & Caroline + reunions
They moved off slowly out of the glade, and nothing was left but some hoof prints and a few broken bluebells to mark the emotion which had flared there.
Be not in haste to leave us, little one. Stay a while longer.
If coming between me and my work every day for the last twelve months, if being unable to forget your voice, or the way you turn your head, or the lights in your hair… If wanting to hear that you’re married and dreading to hear that you’re married. If that’s dislike… Perhaps you can identify these symptoms for me?
I thought I might find you here, tending your beloved fisher folk!
You’ll excuse me, Miss Penvenen, I’ve no time to…
Dr. Enys, there’s a terrible shortage of good physicians in London. I was obliged to come to Cornwall to find one.
Mosteyn’s story for @scarletcourt
Woohoo! What a lovely present! Very late to posting this to my blog. As I told Mosteyn in a PM, I LOOOOOOOOOOVE it! I can’t wait for the remaining chapters! I still owe her a well-deserved lengthy review for the story. Christmas/New Years has been busy!
A/N: This is a secret santa gift for @cassiemortmain for the 2018 S/T Secret Santa Exchange. This fic mostly follows the 2x04 timeline. Sorry it took so long.
STORY REQUEST: Show Era-something romantic, secret and sexy would be perfect - secret (mutual?) crush, secret affair, secret engagement/marriage, etc are all good. Nothing too angsty; a bit of drama with perhaps a dash of jealousy is fine, but ultimately a happy ending. Set at Downton before Tom and Sybil have children.
In the Dark
“We better hurry, love,” said Tom, before he leaned in to bestow a kiss on Sybil’s nape after he had helped her button the blouse at the back. “We need to return to Downton before the dressing gong, which is in less than an hour.” The sun had already set.
“I’m hurrying,” replied Sybil, fumbling with the clasp of the chain that held her claddagh ring. Glancing at her husband of six months, she asked, “Can you help? I’m butter-fingered today.”
Tom put on the cap of his chauffeur uniform as the finishing touch before he reached out to take the chain from her. They had married secretly in a civil ceremony in Leeds mere weeks after her 21st birthday last year.
In a rare opportunity, they did not have to fumble in the dark or by the light of a single candle. Their lovemaking had been somewhat frantic at first since Sybil had not been able to slip down to the chauffeur’s cottage in two weeks due to her duties at both the convalescent and the regular hospital, but she had been able to trade for three French letters from the wounded and convalescing soldiers for this quick getaway. In the end, they used two.
“It’s on,” said Tom, his fingers lightly tracing her neck after he fastened the clasp. “Are you ready?”
After a quick sweep of the room with her eyes, Sybil nodded, while she tucked the chain and ring inside her blouse. “Yes, let’s go.”
Caroline & Dwight
#oh dramatic irony #how we despise thee