okay, it’s time.
hi everyone!! my name is maddie, (or mads) and i’m an aspiring actor + writer who’s big dream is to thank their parents in an oscar’s speech lol
my hyperfixations change frequently, but the current obsession is ted lasso so my askbox is open for any ideas or Thoughts!
anyways, nice to meet you and i hope to be hearing from y’all soon ❤️
ditto
loving and have loved angus tully from the holdovers since it was released — please request for him if you’d like💕otherwise i will work my way through the izzy hands requests i have :) i’d be happy to write for both pleaseee
THE OTHER PICS???? WHERE ARE Y’ALL FINDING THESE???1?1?
Can you imagine being at this party with him?!?
ok but REAL TALK, the other pics of that party make it look STRESSFUL AS FUCK, too many people and too much going on, i’d hate it
i’d go nonverbal, and dom would sit me in his lap and let me play with his fingers while he played cards and chatted with everyone, and he’d be good, if someone asked if i was ok, he’d say “oh yeah, she’s got a headache but doesn’t wanna leave, so we’re here”
holy mackerel.
what doja cat said about men with big noses 🤭🤤
woof…. awooga, even….
ohmylord this is ruining me
i think ….. i think this is gonna be a fic
like any good jersey boy dommy is Italian, so my latest fantasy has become running around the Italian coast with him all summer
oh god yes, my family is from florida and i go there every summer and the beach/water is so so important to me in terms of like bonding and relationships (like my go-to fantasy for ANY person i’m into is taking them with me to florida to meet my family and be at the beach together but that’s a whole other thing entirely, i need to stay on track here)
but having the flip of that and dom taking you to a place that means a lot to HIM, like maybe he still has family/cousins in italy so you get to stay with them and experience italy as like residents do and not as tourists do, and dom is just like. he’s so violently himself when he’s in italy, but a little more refined?? like the mornings, you wake up to a hot summer day already in progress, and he’s already sitting outside, eating strawberries and drinking a little espresso, and you come sit in his lap and he kisses you and softly asks how you slept, and he warns you “my cousin has already gotten into the wine, i think we’re in for a long day”
going down to the water and sitting together and reading your books, pausing to chat every so often, when his cousins come down, you’re all just having a good time together
and then you come back to the house to get ready for dinner, showering off the sweat and sunscreen, and you come out and dom just hugs you and kisses your wet hair and you’re like “what’s going on” and he fesses up “i ordered you something from milan and it was delivered this morning” and you start to hit his chest “dommy!” and he’s like “wait, wait! wait til you see what it is before you get mad!” and he grabs the box and you recognize the sleek designer logo, and he pulls out the most beautiful linen sundress, all patterned with flowers and laying in just the most beautiful way, and it fits you like a dream, and you want to be mad at him for spending all that money on you, but his eyes are all big and glassy as he grabs your hips and drinks in the sight of your body and whispers "fuck..."
and you're a little late to dinner, your hair a little rumpled and dom's all flushed in the face and happy, drinking wine and talking and laughing, trying your hand at the little bit of italian you can glean off of his cousins, and he's like "can we have a moment for amore mio's dress?" and has you stand up and do a spin, and all the girl cousins are fawning over it, and he just smothers you in kisses
and UGH italian vacation dom has me GOOFY
you can tell i have impeccable music taste
put in the tags:
your first concert
your last concert
your next concert
your favourite concert
I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say
oh to be a water bottle… that i might touch that hand… (pls tell me y’all get the reference)
this bitch
hydrated. in his lane. flourishing. (but also the way his hand is SO BIG on that bottle.... big hands 👀.... my god)
i’ll do him
i mean what
babygirl angus 🤍
Olivia Hussey in ROMEO AND JULIET (1968) dir. Franco Zeffirelli