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downton-bridgerton · 1 year
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DOWNTON ABBEY + Barbie Posters (1/3)
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dangerzoneabbey · 1 month
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coffeishowifunction · 8 months
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I think we all firmly believe that Rosamond and Cora are best friends, but in season one Cora spends a good minute calling Rosamond cheap and telling Robert that his sister didnt want to see him but that she came for free food💀
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strawberrythiefs · 2 years
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DOWNTON ABBEY: A NEW ERA
“Individual Crawleys come and go, but the family lives on.”
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levinson-mannion · 10 months
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Robert: Good Morning, darling
Cora: Good Morning my love
Mary: You guys are sound like robots! Spice it up a bit!
Rosamund: *bursts through the doors breaking the hinges* MORNING MOTHERF*CKERS
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historicattractions · 8 months
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Aunt Rosamund is so subtle...
Listen to the episode here.
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polikszena · 2 years
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Downton Abbey: A New Era - Behind the Lens Episode 3 (Part 1)
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juliasdowntonstuff · 2 months
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Chapter 42
Not much to say about this newest chapter of My dearest Darling (ao3 here) other than that it's on the heavier side once again. And it is not Cobert suffering for a change.
Rosamund quickly looked away again, a blush creeping up on her cheeks. Her dazed gaze followed a bird flying past the window front at that moment. She followed it with almost yearning eyes and watched it fly away into the afternoon sky.
After a while, the bird had long since been gone, she said: "What if I am?"
Mary had already suspected her aunt was lonely, living all on her own in this grand house with nobody but the servants around, that was why she had even posed that question. Hearing her admit to it, though, made the younger woman's stomach drop.
Gently and even more tentatively, Mary replied: "You know, once upon a time I said that I envied you. Living all alone in a great house like this one with plenty of money to spend, back then that sounded like paradise to me. But now I realise that I don't think I have ever been more wrong about anything in my entire life."
Her aunt looked at her again, saw the sadness and pity in the younger woman's eyes, and she also thought she saw her own sorrows reflected in their brown depths for a second.
"It is not so bad as long as one has something to do; and you and everyone else came to visit often enough throughout the years to make me feel less alone," Rosamund said, refilling her glass of whiskey and offering Mary some as well. When her niece shook her head no, she set the decanter down on the table and took a big sip. "But recently it has got a bit harder, I'll admit it."
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bella-caecilia · 2 years
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17. exchanging looks in a crowded room 🖤
Day 3
17 – exchanging looks in a crowded room
The room was buzzing. The giddy excitement was palpable. And Cora felt that’s how it should be on one of the first balls of the season. Rose was long off to chat animatedly with her friends, and since the first dance was already over, Cora had left the dancing parquet and stood at the side with Rosamund. Robert was making conversation with two lords he had been fellow students with at Eton. Everything was how it should be.
The things Rosamund was talking about only partly reached Cora’s conscience. Her mind was nowhere in particular as she just soaked up the boisterous and warm atmosphere of the ball. She felt like she belonged right in with her shiny light orange gown, bedazzled with stones and clad in exquisite orange sapphire jewellery. She had to admit, Robert really hadn’t held back to make sure they had a London season worthy of Rose’s debut. There was a fleeting possibility that it was egoistic spending with the way Robert eyed Cora ever so often. She couldn’t quite remember the last time his eyes raked over her appearance so devouringly in broad daylight. Cora definitely felt undeniably comfortable in her skin. And Robert’s behaviour made her feel like the belle of the ball. She chuckled quietly at that thought.
Standing at the side of the lively ballroom, Cora let Rosamund’s words ripple around her. But as much as her sister-in-law was never a boring conversation partner, Cora was somehow wishing for someone else to be by her side. They shared the first dance some moments ago, but she already missed her husband.
Cora wasn’t quite used to being apart from Robert anymore. In their domestic idyll at Downton, they rarely decided to part for more than a few hours when Robert was going after his duties to the estate. They preferred being together, even if it was in mutual silence, each with their tasks. When Robert had been to America, it had felt like ages. Long torturous ages. Since he was back, Cora was trying to spend even more time by his side. Sometimes she felt a little foolish for clinging to him in a way only Isis did, but Robert didn’t seem to mind. He always had a fresh smile on his face when she sought his company in the library.
But now that they were here in London, it felt strange not attending every event clutching her husband’s arm constantly. She had a weird flutter in her stomach when she had to let go of him to talk to others and comply with social customs. Seeing him spending a great deal of these evenings conversing with other gentlemen, seemingly unbothered by her absence, felt strange. She would never say she was jealous. What for? What could possibly make her jealous? They were just following society’s standards, and Cora knew very well that Robert was looking forward to taking her to their room afterwards and being alone with her. Oh no, she had been married enough years to not feel the need to be jealous. She was just utterly affectionate this year and she took it as a good sign for their marriage. Hers and Robert’s relationship was thriving like she never thought possible for a couple their age.
Though, it was getting harder every minute to stay the relaxed wife and keep up a conversation with her sister-in-law. Cora craned her neck to look for Robert. She made a noise of approval to Rosamund who had asked a question Cora hadn’t listened to but Rosamund didn’t seem to have noticed Cora’s absence of mind.
“Right? That’s what I said all the time!” Rosamund proclaimed with emphasis.
Cora’s eyes were scanning the room. Through the crowd of dancing pairs, it was hard to get a proper impression of the groups of people. It was then, that Cora discovered her husband in a small circle of men by the winged doors to the neighbouring hall. He balanced a flute of champagne with three fingers and nodded at something the lord with the impressive moustache had said. Cora had forgotten his name. As always, Robert was participating just as he should. He was immersed in the conversation and didn’t seem to miss anything.
Cora sighed.
“What is the matter?” Rosamund inquired.
“What? Oh, nothing,” Cora waved off. Rosamund had a stern expression on her face. The red of the high collar of rubies around her neck made her eyes pierce even more intensely in the warm light of the candelabras. She was displeased to have the attention snatched from her talk.
“Well, it’s just so strange to stand in this ballroom this year, that it’s Rose’s first season, and knowing we’ve attended balls here for… how many years? It feels like Mary’s first season was just yesterday. And I remember being swirled on this exact parquet myself at this age. It’s so strange,” Cora said. She looked across the young ladies with pink cheeks and nervous eyes.
“Yes, I guess you’re right,” Rosamund agreed. “I’ve lost count of the seasons I’ve partaken in.” She took a sip from her champagne. Cora looked at her and had a thought that had been recurring since she met her sister-in-law for the first time. Rosamund was a lady through and through. Just the way she sipped her champagne pensively, remembering old times, had a poise to it Cora could never dream of matching. The way there was never a redundant motion, her chin always held up high. No matter her real height, Rosamund managed to always seem like the tallest. She was always master of the situation, never lost control. It was impressive. And Cora thought that without any judgement. It was merely an observation she made time and time again.
“Are we getting old, Rosamund?” she asked.
“Old? We? Come on, Cora. I am a widow and not just since yesterday. But I refuse to call myself old. It’s bad enough when others do it.”
“Of course.” Cora didn’t want to feel old herself, but there were rare moments when she wondered.
“And look at your husband,” Rosamund remarked. She tipped her head to the side and indicated to Robert across the room. “The way he pines for you. Don’t tell him you thought we might be old. How ancient would that make him? He couldn’t handle it.” A smirk ghosted over Rosamund’s features.
Cora snickered. She turned her head to look at Robert. He did indeed seem to pine for her. Cora felt the heat rise on her décolleté and cheeks. He still stood along with his peers but looked over at Cora intensively. His glass was empty, and the smirk that flashed across his features was unequivocal. Cora bit her lip. The wide smile she couldn’t avoid pushed up her round cheeks.
“You two are impossible,” Rosamund said.
‘You would be the same with Marmaduke,’ Cora thought but knew better than to say it out loud.
“This is not about you, this ball or this season even,” Rosamund added. “But somehow you’re acting like that.” She groaned. “See, that’s what I mean.”
Cora followed her look and saw Robert coming over with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“You have already been courted,” Rosamund hissed.
“Yes,” was the only answer that Cora was able to come up with.
“It’s not about you,” Rosamund repeated. The irritated undertone only bothered Cora very distantly.
By the time, Robert had reached the two women and blindly set down his empty champagne flute on a tray of a passing footman. He clasped his hands behind his back as he entered the ladies’ atmosphere.
“I hope I don’t interrupt you,” he said.
Rosamund already opened her mouth, and Cora saw that she was about to spew something vicious.
“Oh no, not at all,” Cora hurried to assure. She smiled broadly at Robert.
“I’m glad,” he said. “Would you care for a dance, my dear?”
Cora didn’t answer but only took the hand he held out for her. There was a flutter in her stomach and it wasn’t of the weird kind. Before she totally succumbed to her husband’s charm on the dance floor, though, she turned back around to her sister-in-law.
“Maybe you also find someone who will court you,” she spoke softly. Rosamund only rolled her eyes and shook her head in denial.
The next moment, Cora already found herself twirled around between the other dancers. No, she wasn’t old. Not yet. At this right moment, she was sure. She had never felt younger.
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just-two-blokes · 1 year
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DA side characters and how they would react to Thomas being gay
Rosamund Painswick: Would totally make a drama out of it. Would probably ask Robert how he can still sleep at night, with a man like Thomas under the same roof…
Septimus Spratt: Oh, please, he wouldn't even bat an eye. He already knows because of his excellent connections to the community (*cough* Cassandra Jones *cough*)
Martha Levinson: Would congratulate Robert on his perspective and ask Thomas a lot of inappropriate questions he would awkwardly decline to answer.
Isobel Merton: Probably very open to the whole 'concept' because she likes the 'modern world'.
Violet: Would pretend to be shocked but in the end isn't very bothered because 'A woman in her age can face reality far better than most men'
Richard Ellis: Would smirk and say 'Yeah, I've heard of it. But I wouldn't get your hopes up. I've heard that he's already taken. He made a good catch there. I've heard the bloke is really good looking and very intelligent'
And Thomas would just roll his eyes and smile at him fondly.
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ohtobealady · 2 years
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Downton People,
I’d love to know y’all’s Rosamund Painswick headcanons. Like:
Did she really love Marmaduke? Was it more about money?
Did they choose not to have children? Did they try and couldn’t?
How did Marmaduke die? Was he just much older? Was it some tragedy? When did he die?
Or just anything!
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downton-bridgerton · 8 months
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Robert: Cora and I don’t use pet names
Rosamund: I see. Hey, what do bees make?
Robert: Honey?
Cora: Yes, dear?
Robert:
Rosamund: Don't ever lie to my face again
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cobertaddict · 2 years
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hi:) do you know if any good Cora/Robert/Rosamund or Cora/Rosamund fics that focus on their friendship and Rosamund helping Cora get adjusted to life and stuff like that???
Hello!
Hmm... On the top of my head, there's only a few fics that come to mind. Not sure if I've read any fics that entertain the idea of Rosamund helping Cora adjust to her English life unfortunately :( But I've read some that includes a good friendship between the two (and with Robert) :) I tried my best tracking down some fics for you. Some are drabbles/ one-shots and the others are longer fics. Their ratings vary, so make sure to check out the rating before reading :)
Open Your Eyes- A fic mostly centered on Cobert, but there's no denying Rosamund is a total cobert shipper here 😅
Intimate Affairs: Ch. 7 & Ch. 11- Drabbles from Rosamund's POV witnessing cobert's relationship unfold
The Snows of Yesteryear- Again, a fic mostly on Cobert, but has a few elements of Rosamund (especially ch. 9, which I really love & I think you'll enjoy)
Ebrio y Vigoroso- It's Cora's first birthday at Downton and Rosamund gets Cora drunk
These Lonely Souls and Empty Hearts- An AU fic where Rosamund & Harold (Cora's brother) get together with bits of Cobert sprinkled in it. Personally, I haven't read this fic yet but I found it during my search 😅
Don't Interfere Violet- A drabble about Rosamund & Marmaduke with small hints of cobert
What on Earth is a French 75?- Mostly a cobert fic, but there is Rosamund in it (as a sort of bartender! lol 😅)
Parents and Siblings
Not sure if you like Modern AU, but I included a couple where I really enjoy the scenes/ interaction of Rosamund with Cora/ Cobert (but keep in mind they're mostly cobert fics):
Lessons to Learn
To Get to You
Well that's all I found on my search, sorry it's rather a small list :(. If anyone has any suggestions or additional fics, please feel free to reblog/ comment with them, that would certainly help :)
I wish you good luck on your journey of fanfic reading, here's some cobert cuteness for ya!
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cora-crawleys · 1 year
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One thing about me is that I will never give up on the Rosamund Painswick lesbian agenda
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whatsabriard · 2 years
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could you do 12 for Cora and Rosamund? I love them
Friendship Headcanon - Cora and Rosamund
In the early days of Cora’s marriage, Rosamund was one of her closest confidants. It seemed to amuse Rosamund that Cora irritated Violet, so she went out of her way to befriend Cora. The friendship deepened, however, because there was an edge to Cora’s humor that Rosamund really appreciated. It was also nice to have a partner in tormenting Robert, although Cora’s habit of teasing Robert out of his bad mood with physical affection was less fun for Ros.
The relationship changed when Cora became a mother. It didn’t lessen, but Cora knew all to well Rosamund’s longing for children and she couldn’t help the guilt she felt when she had not one but two babies very close together. Rosamund pulled away somewhat, knowing that her own anger and despair would leak onto Cora and she did not want to burden her friend. Especially since Cora seemed defeated by her own lack of a son. Cora herself was delighted with daughters, but Violet and Patrick were unimpressed and both Cora and Rosamund commiserated over being the familial disappointments. (Robert would strike out at Rosamund about her lack of children, especially when she was meddling, but Cora would not.)
Life embittered Rosamund when she lost Marmaduke, and she withdrew even further from Cora. Although all her life, Rosamund would be the person Cora confided in most besides Robert. And for alll the history between them, they never betrayed those confidences. Not when Cora confessed to Rosamund that she thought Robert had strayed. Not when Rosamund stormily defended Robert in the wake of Sybil, then desperately pled her case over Edith and Marigold. Not when Rosamund cheekily encouraged Cora to see the “Bricker fellow” so that Robert felt the sting of competition nor her echoing laughter when Cora regaled the mortifying brawl in her bedroom.
It’s at Violet’s funeral that they reconnect most deeply again, when they find themselves in a corner and some sharp remembrance of Violet tickles them both so. The laughter bubbles between them, helpless and contagious and Robert’s stormy face, red with rage turns on them, they cannot help but revisit their past, mere girls in that room, Violet my arching brow willing them to silence.
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levinson-mannion · 2 years
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Violet: [Pointing at the broken coffee machine.] So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Cora: ...I did. I broke it.
Violet: No. No you didn't. Rosamund?
Rosamund: Don't look at me. Look at Robert.
Robert: What?! I didn't break it.
Rosamund: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Rosamund: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Rosamund: Suspicious.
Robert: No it's not!
Mary: If it matters, probably not, but Edith was the last one to use it.
Edith: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Mary: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Edith: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Mary!
Cora: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Mama
Violet: No! Who broke it!?
Rosamund: Mama...Tom's been awfully quiet.
Tom: REALLY?!
[Everyone starts arguing.]
Violet: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
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