apologies to non-Downton peeple (and AU haters) 

mimaveil:

bandofbransons:

mimaveil:

this has been a very thomas barrow month

I want more

Rapid-fire headcannons atcha:

• When baby!Thomas first came to Downton as a footman (or whatever apprentice position that leads to footman), he was flawless the first 6 months on the job — bright, helpful, and eager without being gauche. A little distant from the other servants, perhaps, but everyone dismissed his reserve as shyness. Then one day, he went to Carson’s office to ask a question, and Carson, somehow feeling generous, let baby!Thomas peep at the ledger. Thomas skimmed all those numbers — those frightfully large, numerous numbers. Crystal glasses, each one costing 3 months’ worth of his salary. Wine and roses and silver and everything neatly accounted for, in sums he’d never touch. How stupid he was, to think that he’d ever be able to afford 99 percent of the things he brushed/touched/polished upstairs. And something curdled in him, and he felt dizzy, and walked to a side courtyard, where O’Brien was smoking.

• Thomas is hopelessly, recklessly affixed to beautiful boys, which is a huge failing for poor strivers who rely on their looks. The smart social climbers sacrifice attractiveness in their potential partners/benefactors in return for material comforts and security. As witnessed in the Pamuk escapade, Thomas and Mary are similar in this regard; their canny/catty defenses sort of waterfall-crash as soon as they see a gorgeous man. So with your average-looking person, Thomas is like, “judgejudgejudge go away u dont know me & my smarmy castle no penetration here.” Pair him with a pretty boy, though, and he says, “I love you” on the third date.

(via getlouder)