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ladyricotta:

What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered. And
brought to life in a flash of brilliance.

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I
replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded:

It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to
me—said all at once.

"Three Questions" — Lang Leav

(via quietcatastrophe)

OMG, I can’t wait to read this. So good! And this is the elopement isn’t is?

Thanks! And I guess you’ll just have to wait and see. ;)

Matthew shifted uncomfortably in the lurching, swaying train car as they approached Downton station. He glanced over at his wife seated quietly beside him, her deep brown eyes fixed on him, always conscious of his discomfort, though she never mentioned it. 

“Almost there,” he spoke casually to break the silence, and Mary answered with a prim nod before turning to gaze out the window. It seemed like ages since she’d been back, and she was eager to see her family and to give them the good news of her condition. Almost as soon as her thoughts turned in that direction, she gasped, her hands flying to cover her lower abdomen.

“Darling, what is it?” Matthew asked, instantly concerned. 

“I just…I think I just felt him move!” Mary responded breathlessly, still in awe over what she’d just felt. 

“Truly?” His eyes were wide and full of wonder. 

Mary nodded, her smile bright as she exhaled a brief, joyful laugh. 

“Is this the first time you’ve felt it?” Isobel asked as she placed her book back in her valise. 

“No,” Mary answered thoughtfully. “It happened a few days ago, but I wasn’t sure what it was. It just felt like…bubbles.” Her cheeks warmed with embarrassment at discussing so intimate a matter, but she was so happy she couldn’t completely care. “It was so brief, I hardly had time to notice before it was over.”

“That’s so wonderful, darling,” Matthew spoke quietly, reaching to take one of her hands in his. Isobel politely turned her gaze to the passing scenery. 

“I’m so glad to be going home, even if it’s only for a brief visit,” Mary mused aloud as they carefully stepped down onto the platform several minutes later. “I didn’t realize until just now how much I missed it.”

Matthew smiled indulgently at Mary’s sentiment, though he couldn’t say he shared it. 

“I’m glad to be going home too,” Isobel chimed in as they all scanned the area for any sign of the car or the chauffeur. 

“Oh, where is that Branson?” Mary lamented when they realized that their ride was nowhere to be found. “The train was ten minutes late, for God’s sake!”

“Isn’t that your father’s car there?” Matthew asked, pointing to an approaching vehicle a good way down the road.

Shielding her eyes with one gloved hand, Mary squinted into the distance before announcing, “Yes, it is! I can’t imagine what kept Branson, but I’m sure Papa will have something to say about it when I tell him how long we’ve been waiting.”

“Well, why don’t we withhold judgment until we hear his explanation,” Isobel countered. “I’m sure he has a perfectly good reason for keeping us waiting.”

“He’d better,” Mary concluded as she slipped her arm though Matthew’s, who was shifting his weight uncomfortably from foot to foot.

As the car grew closer, Matthew was the first to realize its driver wasn’t the chauffeur in question after all. “It isn’t Branson at all. It’s Edith,” he announced, much to the surprise of the ladies.

The brakes squealed as the car skidded to a stop, sending gravel flying dangerously in every direction. A frazzled-looking Edith emerged from the driver’s seat, her face flushed and her hair slightly askew. 

“Edith, what on earth…Where’s Branson?”

“Get in, quickly,” she interrupted her impatient older sister. “Something happened…Papa will explain everything when we get to the house.”

Matthew’s expression grew concerned. “I do hope it isn’t serious.”

Edith looked up at him, her expression one of irritation with a hint of sarcasm. “Well, nobody’s died,” she quipped before disappearing into car again. 

Mary and Matthew shared a brief glance before boarding the vehicle as quickly as possible. Gone were all their dreams of a pleasant evening spent among family in shared joy for the future. Their thoughts were already miles down the road at Downton, wondering with an unsettling sense of dread just what sort of misfortune they’d find when they arrived there. Mary could only hope Edith was being dramatic and that there was really nothing terribly wrong. But one look at Carson’s grave expression as he opened the car door for her put an end to Mary’s hopes…


From A Love to Lean on, Chapter 9


Oh, it’s from Lord Grantham.

(via dawseyadams)

Mary Crawley   s3e3

An Ideal Marriage is their S1 theme, and was playing when they kissed in 2x08, but the proposal was “Nothing to Forgive,” which is a variation on Such Good Luck including strains of An Ideal Marriage as well, I think!
I think it’s an Ideal Marriage, that was the one they used when they first met, I believe x
Thank you, my dears. 

Hope this answers your question, neverfarawayfromhere! 

oneithersidetheriverlie:

Logan and Cole Weston, who celebrate their first birthday today, are sharing the role of George Crawley, the son of Lady Mary, in the popular period drama.

Michelle Dockery who plays Lady Mary and Alan Leech who plays Tom Branson spent the most time with them and would play with them for ages between scenes. Michelle was the only one who could tell them apart.

Each tot was only allowed to work two hours a day and had to take a 15-minute break after every half hour.

(X) I will never have enough George Crawley/Logan&Cole

Asker Anonymous Asks:
AHH! I was so excited to see a new chapter for Cura Te Ipsum! Love, love, love, love this story. And it's possible I may have squeeeeeee-ed out loud when Dr. Matthew began producing sweets. A thoroughly excellent chapter, m'dear.
mrandladymarycrawley mrandladymarycrawley Said:

Thanks! I’m so glad you enjoyed the chapter. :D

Asker Anonymous Asks:
Hoping all is going well with the many changes in your life. I will wait patiently for your next fanfic chapters. With deepest appreciation for your writing talents and kind, thoughtful nature, an M/M lover and R. Grace fan
mrandladymarycrawley mrandladymarycrawley Said:

Thank you so much for this, Anon! 

Hi! I've got a doubt. How long have been married Matthew and Mary in A Love to Lean on? Thank you.
mrandladymarycrawley mrandladymarycrawley Said:

They were married in August of 1918 and we’re now up to March of 1919 in the story, so about seven months. :)

Asker amyp-otter Asks:
I get confused of what their theme is. Is it Such good luck or Ideal Marriage? I often wonder especially for the scene where they danced before Lavinia, may she rest in peace, interrupted and what was used for the proposal scene.
mrandladymarycrawley mrandladymarycrawley Said:

Sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this! I actually don’t know for sure either. Anyone want to set us straight?