Somewhere It's Always Time for Tea
He may have cracked a glass in his hand, looking red faced and shaky.

keepfindingyourselfbellyup:

thecupcakemedic:

"Well, if you say so, darling." She had no choice but to agree, shutting her eyes and wrapping her arms about him in a hug. "Please do be careful, though. I’ve no earthly idea what he is capable of, other than flashing people."

When he came back, he was pretty pale and cradling his gut that he’d shoved a hanky in to keep from bleeding while he drove back. He looked a bit shaky. “Well, seems Oi failed a bit there, love.” He chuckled weakly, slumping against the door once he got inside.

She rushed to his side with a gasp, helping him upright; thank goodness Lizzie had been tucked in long befre he’d come home. She half-carried half-dragged him through the house to the back parlour where she kept her old medical supplies, easing him down onto a chaise lounge.

"Goodness gracious! Nikolas, what happened?"She asked, her concern evident in her voice. "Not to worry, I’ll take care of you," She tried to comfort him, stroking his hair before retrieving her medical tools.

He may have cracked a glass in his hand, looking red faced and shaky.

keepfindingyourselfbellyup:

thecupcakemedic:

She made a face, producing a handkerchief from goodness knows where and dabbing the blood away from his face. “Alright now, darling, start with diplomacy. If he ends up disembowled, then so be it, but we can at least say that you tried to be polite in stating your grievances,” She told him softly, walking him over to a basin to wash off his hand  and pluck out any remaining glass.

"Oh, you really ought to take this sort of aggression out on something besides yourself! Or my glassware." She cleaned the wound and wrapped a bandage around his hand, making sure to kiss it so that the healing process could be expedited. "There we are, love. Try not to clench it into a fist too much, okay?"

"He ain’t gonna respect me if I ain’t willing to carve ‘im a new cake hole love. He don’t even respect you, an yer the most lady-like person I know." As he was tended to, he couldn’t help but stand close to her, kissing the top of her head before she kissed him. 

Well, she was going to have to redress this, because he was going to be using his kukri on this pile of dingo shit, but hey. That’s what having a wife knowledgeable in medicine was for right? Fixing injuries?

"Well, if you say so, darling." She had no choice but to agree, shutting her eyes and wrapping her arms about him in a hug. "Please do be careful, though. I’ve no earthly idea what he is capable of, other than flashing people."

Its clear to me that everyone needs a husband like Niko. Good on you for snaggin' the original, sweety.
Anonymous

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Oh, thank you truly! I am very lucky to have someone who cares for me so deeply.

He may have cracked a glass in his hand, looking red faced and shaky.

keepfindingyourselfbellyup:

thecupcakemedic:

keepfindingyourselfbellyup:

"…..Someone been bothering yeh Alice?" He asked, before digging a glass shard out of his palm with a feral movement of his mouth, spitting the bloody glass into his palm. 

"…..You ain’t gonna me mad about me taking care a this wanker, are yeh?" 

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"Oh, husband, thank goodness! I shan’t be angry in the least, he is absolutely vulgar!” She chirped, clasping her hands together gratefully. “Er, would you like me to fix your hand first? I did not know a glass could be crushed like that.”

He grinned, a small smear of blood making his face look rather frightening, but she seemed more than happy to let him take care of this ass, so he was more than happy himself. He moved his hand to hers with a soft laugh.

"Oi s’pose so. Need to be in top form when I castrate and gut this billy goat…." 

She made a face, producing a handkerchief from goodness knows where and dabbing the blood away from his face. “Alright now, darling, start with diplomacy. If he ends up disembowled, then so be it, but we can at least say that you tried to be polite in stating your grievances,” She told him softly, walking him over to a basin to wash off his hand  and pluck out any remaining glass.

"Oh, you really ought to take this sort of aggression out on something besides yourself! Or my glassware." She cleaned the wound and wrapped a bandage around his hand, making sure to kiss it so that the healing process could be expedited. "There we are, love. Try not to clench it into a fist too much, okay?"

He may have cracked a glass in his hand, looking red faced and shaky.

keepfindingyourselfbellyup:

"…..Someone been bothering yeh Alice?" He asked, before digging a glass shard out of his palm with a feral movement of his mouth, spitting the bloody glass into his palm. 

"…..You ain’t gonna me mad about me taking care a this wanker, are yeh?" 

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"Oh, husband, thank goodness! I shan’t be angry in the least, he is absolutely vulgar!” She chirped, clasping her hands together gratefully. “Er, would you like me to fix your hand first? I did not know a glass could be crushed like that.”


Pictured here is the famous Death Band, given to the wife of Mr. Corfinn Carrow, the lady Euryale Carrow (nee Plum.) The death band was a cursed ring, which would cause the wearer to literally rot. The ring could not be removed until the wearer was dead. The band was given to Mrs. Carrow on Christmas, 1786, by an unknown person.
To this day, many suspect that Mr. Mance Lestrange, the lord of the family at the time, hired an agent to give the cursed ring to the lady Carrow, in order for his daughter, Wilhelma to take over as the wife of Corfinn.

Pictured here is the famous Death Band, given to the wife of Mr. Corfinn Carrow, the lady Euryale Carrow (nee Plum.) The death band was a cursed ring, which would cause the wearer to literally rot. The ring could not be removed until the wearer was dead. The band was given to Mrs. Carrow on Christmas, 1786, by an unknown person.

To this day, many suspect that Mr. Mance Lestrange, the lord of the family at the time, hired an agent to give the cursed ring to the lady Carrow, in order for his daughter, Wilhelma to take over as the wife of Corfinn.

misterbenvalentino:

thecupcakemedic:

T-That man is insufferable, don’t remind me of him!

Winking and pointing at Alice 

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You stay away from me, you pervert.

redbritishsniper:

thecupcakemedic

T-That man is insufferable, don’t remind me of him!

redbritishsniper:

thecupcakemedic

T-That man is insufferable, don’t remind me of him!

alicelaughingalonewithtea:

Royal Palace tea in my new favourite cup!

alicelaughingalonewithtea:

Royal Palace tea in my new favourite cup!

"I-I am a married woman!!”

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