excerpt: "Gosh, Crowley thinks to himself. Is Aziraphale really that drunk? He thought he was more dramatic. Does he really take his English that seriously? Crowley puts on a robe and walks around the dull lit hotel room. He groans. Technically demons don't really need to sleep, but Crowley swears that his body is uncomfortable after the consumption of too much alcohol. His mind is too bottled up from talking earlier that he jumps into bed and barely thinks of his surroundings. His body merely feels exhausted, aching from the effort of suppressing his desires." All my late night writings when I refused to sleep. There's no broken english, I've made sure of it! It's a short story of Crowley and Aziraphale :) And yes, the cover is my very OWN artwork lol!

Following the life of Thomas Barrow of Downton Abbey. What will happen when Thomas meets Daniel O'Connor, the new chauffeur of Downton? Will he fall for him? or better yet, will he return the feelings? The struggles of a gay man in the 1920s. Complete, unless editing.

(Thimmy, Timmy, Thomas x Jimmy, Thomas x James, Downton Abbey) Mistletoe is placed above a doorway downstairs, and after comforting a crying Thomas, James finds himself under it with a man he regretted even kissing in the first place.

Thomas and Jimmy are awkward beans who 100% deserve each other. Warning: this fanfic contains angst, fluff, lovely platonic goodness, more angst, my small and infrequent attempts at humour and finally, THOMMY GALORE. Slow burner. Bear with. Happy ending probably ?

(Or Thomas leaves Downton to work for an odd couple and falls for his new boss.) A year after Lady Mary's wedding, hoping for a clean start, Thomas accepts a peculiar job offer in an even more peculiar household. Her Ladyship is friendly, but volatile and elusive, the former butler has abandoned the ship, the rest of the staff keeps to themselves, and it all has to do with the absent and mysterious Lord Westforth, the Viscount of the estate. Before Thomas can decide whether or not this new life is right for him, Lord Westforth barges into their lives with the apparent need to drive his new butler insane. Thomas wants to hate him, but settles for pity instead. It's only pity, right? God forbid he could feel anything else for this man with his annoying golden curls, his cold blue eyes, or the sexy way he twirls his cigarette between his fingers... Disclaimer: This story is rated Mature, contains explicit and difficult scenes (PTSD, suicidal thoughts, sexual harassment). Please be advised. Also, it was my first try at writing in English. So... erm. You get it.

Written for a prompt on the DA kink meme: Gothic Literature AU. Thomas had to leave Downton in disgrace during S3 and take a job someplace spooky and out of the way, for a handsome man with a terrible secret.