Tumgik
#young leonardo dicaprio
explosiongamora · 7 months
Text
Why does this mf
Tumblr media
look like a love child of these mfs
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
233 notes · View notes
sivyera · 2 years
Text
Dating Jim Carroll would include…
PAIRING: Jim Carroll x fem!reader
WARNINGS: bad grammar, drugs, addiction, mentions of sex, virgin!jim
CONTAINS: fluff, maybe little angst
SONG: Make You Mine - PUBLIC
A/N: This boy deserve some love.
gif is not mine
Tumblr media
at first it would be a lovely relationship
Jim would try to be the best boyfriend ever (keyword - try)
because Jim doesn't have much money so he can't buy you expensive gifts or take you to fancy restaurant, which make him insecure
he think you deserve someone better, someone who will treat you like a queen and give you everything you need
he can give you everything you need but he doesn't think that
his friends would love you, but sometimes they can get little jealous because Jim wants to spend more time with you
his mom cried when she saw you. happily crying
she loves you and how you treat her son
sex on the roof under the stars where nobody can see you
Jim was a virgin before he met you, so you were his first
he loves when you play with his hair
he would take you to the hospital to visit Bobby
he would take you on his basketball matches
and every time he wins a match he would run up to you and kiss you
and he would let you read his diary, you can even write something in in, because he trust you with his life
he know he can trust you with everything but after he start doing drugs, he was scared
he was scared that you would leave him if he tell you
but you know Jim so you noticed he's acting weird
and you find it out the most painful way you could - you find him at his apartment on a bathroom floor, drugged
you panicked and start trying to wake him up, he open his tired eyes a bit and when he realized it's you who's next to him, his pupils dilated even more than they already were
'I'm so sorry Y/N.' Jim mumbles
then he passed out
his mom wasn't home so you tried to drag him into his bed
you knew it would be hard, so hard to make him clean but you wasn't planning to give up on him, because you love him so much
when he woke up he was is his bed and next to him was some croissant and tea
you was sitting next to him, you already locked the door and put there some weight which he won't be able to move with in his sleepy state
'I'm gonna help you, I'm gonna get you clean and I won't give up on you, but you have to try and promise me that you won't do that shit again!' you said.
Jim was surprised, but he nod and said: 'I promise and sorry and thank you.'
but both of you knew that it wouldn't be easy to get him clean
at first Jim was extremely pale and tired, he looked exhausted
he was sweating and it's hurts you to see him like this
at this state he buried his face in your neck, his arms around your waist and you were playing with his hair
he was a cuddle bug before he starts do drugs and he still is
so first symptom (exhaustion) wasn't that hard
but other symptoms weren't
then he was anxious and angry, he wanted drugs more than anything now
he was angry at you, he was yelling at you to let him out or give him some drugs
he was yelling at you but he didn't mean it and what is important he would never hit you, even in this state
but his exhausted body didn't listen to him so you were much stronger
after all symptoms (Exhaustion, Extreme Physical Discomfort, Sick Stomach, Anxiety, Paranoia, and Irritability, Restlessness) you both were tired as hell
you because you had to take care of your drug addicted boyfriend
and Jim because he was getting clean
after all this he was clean but you had to look after him 24/7
you never know what will get into his mind
and Jim was trying so hard to make you proud and be clean
and he was doing great
but he become very clingy
he was always by your side, which was good because you could see he was trying to prove you that he can change and he was willing to change
he loves cuddling with you, a lot
he loves when you hold him in your arms and when you was playing with his hair
while you were like this he was kissing your neck and you two were looking at some movie
he maybe like being hold in your arms but he would be the big spoon when you were going to fall asleep
you tried to teach him how to cook but he was horrible
he is very grateful to you, for everything you did
and he is willing to prove to you that you have chosen the right man
he loves you very much and he promised to you and himself that he would never disappoint you or do drugs again
and he kept his promise!
664 notes · View notes
audrey-library · 1 year
Text
Jim Carroll Fic Recommendations
Tumblr media
Headcanons
Dating Jim Carroll would include by @sivyera
Wattpad
Books
The basketball stories by @/LinnWriter ~ status: ongoing
Just Jim and I  by @/dicapdicaprio1133 ~ status: ongoing
Love is a Drug by @/caitlyndicaprio ~ status: ongoing
rooftop simulation by @/vhsgfs ~ status: ongoing
burnt out by @/deenasxgf ~ status: ongoing
Addiction by @/leoxdicaprioo ~ status: ongoing
fuck it by @/whydontwethrust ~ status: ongoing
The basketball diaries by @/julieeikjaer ~ status: ongoing
Fucked up Jim Carroll style by @/ddoollaanns ~ status: ongoing
Catholic Boy by @/sheepletears ~ status: discountined
Imagines
Theif from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Too good for me from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Bye from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Whore from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Entry from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Single Father from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Cliff from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
Subway from Imagines by @/ethrealzzz
leonardo dicaprio (jim carroll) from 80′s & 90′s imagines/preferences by @/ICE_BEARR
175 notes · View notes
possession · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Love doesn't exist. Self-interest exists, attachment based on personal gain exists, complacency exists. But not love. Love has to be reinvented, that’s certain.
LEONARDO DICAPRIO as ARTHUR RIMBAUD TOTAL ECLIPSE (1995) dir. Agnieszka Holland
417 notes · View notes
hannamichelle-seraf · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 ✙ 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔ᅠ
14 notes · View notes
1-800-adoreyou · 2 years
Text
Leo DiCaprio imagine: Red
Tumblr media
1.2k words
"Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end / Street / Faster then the wind, passionate as sin..."
“I did it, Baby! I got the part!” Leo’s animated voice announced into the phone’s receiver. “I’m gonna be Romeo!” His breath was heavy, almost in bewilderment.
My heart swelled with pride, a grin spreading across my face. “That’s amazing, Leo! I’m so proud of you.”
“We’re going to celebrate!” Leo beamed, clearing his throat. “You don’t need to get dolled up, just put on something comfortable and be ready in an hour!”
The line clicked, making me realize he had hung up. A chuckle left my throat as I stood from my bed, darting over to my closet. Something comfortable must have meant a sweater and jeans, seeing as how it was early February.
Leo had been yearning after this role ever since he stumbled upon the audition sheet with his agent, and good friend, Rick. There had been many nights where I would find him in the dining room, pacing about and reciting lines in the wee hours of the morning.
His commitment to acting was extremely endearing. He never stopped until he knew it was right, even if that meant losing sleep for weeks. I had helped a few nights, reading Juliett’s lines; That usually turned into him giggling like a little boy when he got to kiss me. I had always responded by playfully smacking his arm and pulling him in, a smile etching its way across my own face.
* * * * *
The door opened as I walked down the staircase, fixing my boot. The most beautiful boy stood tall, a bright smile across his face. His dirty blonde hair was disheveled, strands covering his face. “You look stunning.” Was the only thing he said, his grin growing.
He raced over to me, stopping when his chest was about to touch mine. His brush-stroked eyebrows were pinched up, his smile stretching across his whole face. His long, ivory fingers cupped my cheek and I turned into his palm to lay a kiss upon it.
His left hand found its way across my waist, forehead gently resting against my own. “Kiss me, you goof.” I giggled, wrapping my arm around his neck.
Leo didn’t need to be told twice, he crashed his pillowy lips against mine. His kisses were always passionate, no matter how tired or upset he was. Deep relishing kisses. The type of kisses that made your knees weak and want to sink into him. So passionate. Like red.
We broke apart a minute later for air, the atmosphere quiet and comfortable. I cupped his cheeks in my palms, admiring his beauty and enchanting eyes. “You have no idea how proud of you I am.” I laid a kiss upon his cheek, which made him grin.
“As much as I adore holding you,” he started, fingertips roaming the valley of my neck “but I do believe our daylight is running out.” His fingers found mine and he darted for the door, my feet just barely keeping up.
It was exhilarating. Whenever I was with Leo it seemed like all my fears and doubts would melt away, like he was my umbrella deflecting everything ‘wrong’. But now, as we run down the gravel path of our house laughing and giggling, I realize just how much I cared for him.
The beautiful autumn colors whizzed past us as he pulled me to his car, parked at the end of the gravel path. His maserati sat at the end of the driveway, a silver stallion just waiting to be mounted.
The sound of honey poured from his lips, a deep sound. It radiated into the air, seemingly to make the sun brighter and the leaves around us enhance in color.
My own laughter escaped my throat, almost tripping over my feet against Leo's pounding momentum. I couldn't blame him, this could possibly be the role of a lifetime.
He came to a sudden halt, which made me fall into his back. Couldn't even warn me, apparently. I rolled my eyes, a chuckle escaping my mouth. He turned and offered me a smile. Damn, that smile.
The passenger door opened, and he led me inside. I thanked him, and he just ran to the other side of the vehicle.
Where we were going? I had no clue. With Leo we could either be driving to a fancy restaurant or, we could be going to a field of enchanting flowers and mushrooms. I adored that about him.
I looked out of the window as he stepped in and overturned the engine. The sound of our favorite song being spewed from the speakers, funnily enough, which was 'Killing Me Softly'.
When I first met Leo, we were at a highschool party which we had both crashed. We bumped into each other on the dancefloor and started talking. We talked for a while until this song came on. He had asked me to dance. And we did. We danced together for the rest of the night.
"I heard he sang a good song!" Leo sang, rolling down the windows with a grin. "I heard he had a style" with one hand on the wheel, he interlocked our fingers.
Looking over at him, I caught myself gazing into his diamond eyes. "And so I came to see him" I laughed, staring into his twinkling blues. "And listen for a while."
About a few songs later, we came up to a dead end street that lead the way to a flower field. My head snapped over to Leo, who pressed on the gas. Confusion washed over my face, why did he speed up?
"Hey, Honey?" I asked him, looking over.
His expression was set in determination, his mouth quirking to the side in a smirk. "Hang on!" He said, letting his foot's weight rest on the pedal.
Was he actually going to speed into a field? There's no way. Although the determined glare said otherwise. My hand flew into the air and grasped the 'oh shit' handle. "Leo," I warned.
"We'll be fine!" He yelped, now flooring it.
Houses and people flew past us, almost making my head-spin. "Leonardo!" My grip tightened. My heart rate started to escalate, in a few moments it would be pounding against my ribcage.
"Trust me!" Was all he said, his dirty blonde hair being whipped around by the air. His eyes started to shine, if that was at all more possible.
Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe the calm look in his eye or, maybe it was because I loved him but I trusted him. I trusted him completely.
Thank God this was a dead end street.
The transition from concrete to grass made the car jerk. Leo swiftly wrenched the wheel to his left, making both our bodies tug to one side. A screech left my throat as the car spun full throttle, but somehow Leo kept it all under control.
The car spun to a stop. Once the car had stopped, Leo and I started giggling. I knew he would somehow keep us safe.
"See? 'Ya just had to trust me." He looked over at me, a bright smile flashing across his face. "C'mon, our picnic dinner is going bad."
289 notes · View notes
unknown6473737 · 11 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
wowza
39 notes · View notes
Photo
Tumblr media
Leonardo Di Caprio
11 notes · View notes
inthe1980s · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Naomi Campbell fashion through the years
192 notes · View notes
sarye19 · 8 months
Text
Too young for Styles too old for DiCaprio,
WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE.
18 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
176 notes · View notes
it8manu · 28 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
90s.......
The heartthrob........
Mr.LeonardoDicaprio
4 notes · View notes
friendsdontlieokay · 7 months
Text
Damn he looks like young Leo Caprio
Tumblr media Tumblr media
16 notes · View notes
possession · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
LEONARDO DICAPRIO & SHALOM HARLOW at Gianni Versace's dinner party | 1995
374 notes · View notes
hannamichelle-seraf · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
18 notes · View notes
randommemories · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
11 notes · View notes