#The Holdovers
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merry christmas to my seasonal bf
#dominic sessa#the holdovers#angus tully#need him#need that#i love his face#christmas#angus tully x reader#raw next question
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The Holdovers
one of my favorite 10 movies in 2024🍿
#the holdovers#alexander payne#paul giamatti#dominic sessa#illustration#movie#movie illust#fan art#movie fan art
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thanksgiving | angus tully x reader
a/n: watching boy meets world while writing. I USED FEMININE PRONOUNS, let me know if that's something you would prefer to be vague instead!! thanks for requesting cutie patootie!! :-] lmk if u would... like a part 2 for the dance maybe?
request: "truly adore you for carrying the angus community on your back… could you maybe write something about reader and angus not getting along (only because angus is smitten & an idiot who doesn’t know what to do about it so he gives off a completely wrong impression)?"
s: your family invites the Clotfelter's for Thanksgiving dinner, meaning you have to tolerate an entire dinner with the off-putting Angus Tully.
w: cursing, female pronouns.
wc: 1.9k
"Mom. Please. I'd rather go to Alcatraz for a semester instead of have dinner with them."
"I don't understand what's wrong with the Clotfelter's." Your mom flattened the tablecloth.
"It's not necessarily all of them I have a problem with." You mumbled.
The Clotfelter's had been a family friend ever since Stanley had been introduced into the picture. Him and your dad were best friends, which meant your family was one of the first to be introduced to the new and improved Tully's turned Clotfelter's. There were countless dinners hosted that lasted hours too long. It was constantly back and forth between houses. It could've been like any other boring family event. Tolerable. Unfortunately, their son had proven to be quite the obstacle.
You don't know why Angus Tully hated you. He practically loathed you. At least, that's what it seems like. He never said it outright, but he didn't have to. Ever since the first time he came around, it was an acrobatic endeavor to have any sort of genuine prospering conversation. You would try everything. A funny anecdote. A thought-provoking question. A joint quest to the outdoors. None of the attempts amounted to anything. He would always just kind of sit in silence. It was worse when he would talk though; always accompanied by an eyeroll and a sassy huff. He was a complete mystery.
So, you weren't exactly excited for Thanksgiving dinner with them. This was the dinner of all dinners. The one that your parents would kill you for if there was an ounce of angst in your face. There was no hope stored for you. You were better off waiting for leftovers. Nevertheless, you were stuck waiting for them on the driveway.
"Oh! That's them." Your mom chirped. She walked over to you, straightening your collar.
The three of you moved aside as the Clotfelter family parked in your driveway. You took a deep breath, stuffing your nerves down with crisp cold air. The slam of the car doors lifted your head. Your parents instantly rushed over to them, causing you to reluctantly follow.
"Y/N! How are you?" Judy embraced you in a lung-crushing hug. She carried a glass platter of god-knows what.
"Hello, YN." Stanley hugged you as well. Your parents ushered them inside.
That left you and Angus standing awkwardly.
"Um. . . Hi." You spoke sheepishly. He stared at you intensely with his lips pushed together into a fine line. You could never decipher what he was thinking. Is he staring at you because you have something in your eye or because he wants to microwave you?
"Hey." Angus muttered. His height made him loom over you. He was like a socially anxious batman. He stook his hand out. You clasped his hand in a clammy, firm handshake. It had the same formality as a business negotiation. He dropped his hand to his thigh, rubbing it against the fabric of his pants. His head turned to glance into the street because apparently it was more interesting than you.
Just then, your parents swooped in like angels and called you inside. You hurried inside, Angus trotting behind you in swift steps. The table was already set with bowls and plates of food that would have you knocked out by dessert.
The Clotfelter's sat on one side of the table, while you and your parents sat opposite to them. Angus sat across from you. He fiddled with his curls, long fingers entangling in his strands.
Before you knew it, the chatter had begun. The adults exchanged in grueling conversation topics that made you rot in boredom. You swished your mashed potatoes around on the plate.
"Y/N, how's school?" Stanley asked, making you perk your head up.
"Uh, it's alright. There's a winter dance soon, that's all the talk." You smiled shyly.
"Oh! I've heard of that. It's between both academies right, Barton and Wickline?" Judy chipped in. You nodded along in correspondence. "You must have boys lining up to take you."
Angus froze mid-chew, glancing at you quickly. His gaze was expectant. He sat up straight, squaring his shoulders.
You chuckled nervously, "Not really."
"Unbelievable. You're such a pretty girl. Isn't she, Angus?" Judy nudged Angus with her elbow.
He choked on a bite of turkey, coughing so hard his face turned red. Judy patted him on his back, concern laced on her face.
"Uh, sure. Yeah." He muttered, before shoving a bite too big of food into his mouth. His cheeks were stuffed like a squirrel. You scrunched your face in confusion.
"I think it would be good for these two to pair up for that dance. Might get her out of a book for once." Your dad joked, causing the table to erupt in chuckles and laughs. Well, except for you and Angus. Your faces were beet red at this point.
From across the table, Angus rolled his eyes. He stabbed his fork into a piece of chopped carrot. You couldn't help but be hurt. Was the idea of going out with you that repulsive to him? You narrowed your gaze at Angus. He chewed on his lips as your stare burned into his forehead.
"So, Angus. I heard about the vacation you guys are planning. Are you excited?" Your mom questioned him.
"Saint Kitts, yeah. Just glad to get some time away from school." He gave a small toothy grin, fiddling with the sleeve of his shirt.
"I think a bit of sun will do you good." You piped in, your heart beating fast. It was code talk for "I hope you burn to a crisp." Your nails dug into the skin of your palm as you clenched your fist.
He brought his hand to his pale face, his jaw slightly ajar. The parents laughed, slipping into another general bit of gossip. Angus furrowed his brows, his gaze flickering between your eyes. You scowled at him.
The rest of the dinner was forgettable. Two-thirds of the table was engaged in oblivious chatter. The other half had a blanket of tension sending the both of you into a blazing vacuum of fiery nerves.
Cutlery clicked against plates as everyone leaned farther into their seats. The food was obliterated. Not a trace left except for the struggle to breathe everyone shared.
"Y/N, Angus, could you both clean up?" One of the parents spoke up. You both instantly peeked at each other. They had all decided to abandon the table, retreating to the family room.
You had almost forgotten to breathe. It was like time froze and it was waiting for one of you to do something. As if fate yanked you both, the two of you leaned to grab a plate; fingers brushing against each other for a second. Angus flinched away. What the fuck is his problem?
You stacked a load of plates, lugging them to the kitchen. You started on washing the dishes. Angus creeped over in silence, slowly placing more plates beside you. He stood beside you, lingering. Every second he spent not doing anything, not saying anything, would turn your aggravation up one tick. You couldn't take his silence anymore.
"Why don't you like me?" You slammed the sponge into the sink, water splashing everywhere.
"W-What?" Angus stuttered, his eyes wide with fear and surprise.
"I said, Why. Don't. You. Like. Me." You stepped forward with each word, backing Angus slowly into a wall. He touched the wall with a small thud.
"Where did you get that impression?" His face was flushed. Angus was buckling under pressure. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, a dry mouth materializing.
"Oh, I don't know." You spat sarcastically. You waved your arms in the air sporadically. "You don't look at me. You don't talk to me. I mean, I thought you were just shy. It was cute at first. Now, it seems like the mere idea of going out with me is revolting."
"Woah." Angus's face morphed into a confuzzled but serious expression. He grabbed you by the wrist, lowering your arms down by your waist. Yet, he didn't release his grip. It was a featherlight grasp. His eyes held a solemn look. "I'm sorry."
That was easy. Too easy. You bit your lip, refraining from rambling and hurling accusations.
"I wish I didn't appear that way. I just get nervous. . . around you." He continued.
What? "Huh? But-. . . I don't get it? Why? You rolled your eyes and acted like a whiny bitch, no offense." You shook your head in disbelief.
He chuckled, licking his lips.
"It's okay. God, I'm such an idiot." He threw his head back, banging it against the wall softly. "I would act like a whiny bitch because every time I said something, I thought it was completely stupid. I didn't want to embarrass myself. Now, I'm realizing everything I did was stupid. . . I'm so sorry, Y/N. You're just so. . . cool and awesome and. . . attractive."
"So, you don't utterly despise me?" You whispered, the thought seemed appalling now.
"Not at all." Angus took a deep breath, smiling at your shyness. "It's. . . actually quite the opposite."
"What does that mean, wallflower?" You grinned, biting the inside of your cheek to halt your smile.
"I think it means I like you." Angus leaned close, murmuring into your ear. You could feel the heat radiating off his skin.
"You think?"
"I know."
Your breath hitched. The two of you looked at each other with smitten smiles. It would send Shakespeare into overdrive.
"Can we start over?" You said in a hushed tone.
"Sure." Angus chuckled. Without missing a beat, he turned around swiftly, before turning back around with a surprised expression. "Hello there."
"Hi." You giggled.
"I'm Angus. " He reached his hand forward.
"I'm Y/N." You connected your palms. It was much different than earlier. Your nerves had traveled and evaporated out of your skin; your body felt like it was floating away and Angus was the only thing keeping you grounded. "I heard there's a dance this winter."
"Yeah?" He breathed, a smirk on his face. His eyes were half-lidded, his stare never leaving from your face. He was making up for all the averted glances that kept him from keeping your face etched into his mind forever.
"Would you like to go to the dance with me, Angus?" You took his other hand, interlocking fingers. Angus caressed your hand with his thumb. The more you looked at him, the more he absolutely bewitched you. Every curl in his hair looped straight to your heart. His scent was something you wished they sold in bottles. How could you ever neglect this beautiful boy?
"I'd love to, Y/N." He brought your hand up to his lips, planting a small peck. All that time spent thinking he was a complete recluse, you hadn't even considered he had a romantic side to him. "Has anyone ever told you how gorgeous you are?"
"Save it for the dance, handsome." You placed your hand on his chest. His skin prickled with goosebumps at the feeling of your touch. "We got dishes to wash."
Angus flashed another toothy smile, scooching beside you and picking up another sponge. Your faces were flushed with infatuation. You never would've thought at the end of the day you would be caught blushing by the one and only Angus Tully. But here you were, and god were you thankful for it.
#the holdovers#the holdovers imagine#angus tully#angus tully x reader#angus tully imagine#x reader#imagine#fan fiction
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52 DAYS OF THE HOLIDAYS
DAY FORTY ONE: THE HOLDOVERS (2023) DIR. ALEXANDER PAYNE
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i love college i love asking literally every single person i meet if they’ve seen the holdovers and then immediately showing it to them when they say no
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THE HOLDOVERS (2023) dir. Alexander Payne
#the holdovers#filmedit#dailyflicks#cinemapix#fyeahmovies#userstream#useroptional#userfilm#filmtvtoday#moviegifs#*#useraurore#userrobin#usersavana#userlera#underbetelgeuse#useranimusvox#useralison#zanisummers#userlet#userregan#it's holdovers season everybody!!!!
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LUPITA NYONG'O presenting DA'VINE JOY RANDOLPH's nomination for Best Supporting Actress for The Holdovers at the 96th Academy Awards
#lupita nyong'o#da'vine joy randolph#the holdovers#oscars#oscars 2024#academy awards#femaledaily#femalegifsource#userwocs#wocedit#dailywoc#pocedit#the oscars#dailywomen#userladiesblr#tusermimi#userzonez#mygifs
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2024 Academy Awards Best Picture Nominees as VHS tapes by @ShawnMansfield
#oscars#academy awards#best picture#best picture nominees#oscar nominations#vhs#vhs tapes#vhs aesthetic#film#movies#fan art#fanart#anatomy of a fall#american fiction#barbie#the holdovers#killers of the flower moon#maestro#oppenheimer#poor things#past lives#the zone of interest#2024 oscars#margot robbie#lily gladstone#emma stone#cillian murphy#ryan gosling#martin scorsese#christopher nolan
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favorite Angus Tully's quotes, The Holdovers (2023) dir. Alexander Payne
#the holdovers#angus tully#dominic sessa#filmgifs#dailyflicks#moviegifs#films watched#my gifs#his line delivering is truly impressive for someone who had never done film acting before#so natural and added so much to the character#face muscles/tone/rhythm he ate everything and left no crumbs#now where are the awards and casting news guys I NEED ANSWERS#i need my client on his way real quick to end all the nepo babies in this mf industry
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★ countdown to christmas (take two) ★ day 6 of 24: the holdovers (2023)
#the holdovers#christmas#christmasedit#filmedit#filmgifs#moviegifs#minimalistsource#tvfilmsource#filmtvedit#cinemapix#cinemagifs#creations*#christmascountdown
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He used to be fine. He was better than fine. He was great. He was my dad. Then about four years ago, he… started acting strange. Erratic, forgetful, saying all this weird shit. My mom took him to a bunch of doctors, and they put him on medication. But that just made it worse. He got more confused. Then he got angry. And then he got… physical. That was it. That was the last straw. They put him away. And she divorced him… without him even realizing it. That’s why she wants a whole new life. And it’s easy to just stash me away in boarding school. Like half of us are just stashed away there. And I get it. She never has to look at me. Because maybe when she looks at me, she… she sees him. Maybe she’s right. I can’t keep it together. I lie. I steal. I piss people off. I don’t have any friends, real friends. I’ll probably get kicked out of Barton too. And when I do, it’ll be my own fault. Get sent to Fork Union and maybe to youknowwhere. And nobody will care. The funny thing is… I wanted to see him so bad this whole time. But I also didn’t, you know? Because I’m afraid that’s what’s going to happen to me one day.
The Holdovers (2023) dir. Alexander Payne
#the holdovers#byaurore#theholdoversedit#userconstance#filmedit#usersugar#userbbelcher#tuserrachel#usersavana#userpavlova#userzo#usergiles#usereena#userallisyn#nessa007#tuserpris#tusercorra#arthurpendragonns#userrlaura#userdiana
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The Holdovers (2023)
#the holdovers#alexander payne#paul giamatti#dominic sessa#movies#film#quotes#long post#history#2023
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DOMINIC SESSA as ANGUS TULLY THE HOLDOVERS (2023) | Dir. Alexander Payne
#the holdovers#dominic sessa#angus tully#filmgifs#moviegifs#dailyflicks#fyeahmovies#filmedit#movieedit#userfilm#doyouevenfilm#*#SAVE ME WHITE BOYYYYY
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THE HOLDOVERS (2023) dir. Alexander Payne
#the holdovers#filmedit#userlet#tusermariah#useranimusvox#useraurore#tuserdana#henricavyll#userkd#cinemapix#cinematicsource#dailyflicks#filmgifs#fyeahmovies#moviegifs#userfilm#useroptional#*#that little squirrel!!!#i miss squirrels i should go visit them at the park#apparently that shot took about 10 takes#and it's there for a few seconds#the dedication to the vibes!
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The Holdovers (Alexander Payne, 2023).
#alexander payne#the holdovers#paul giamatti#david hemingson#dominic sessa#Eigil Bryld#kevin tent#ryan warren smith#wendy chuck
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my all-time favourite movies ↳ THE HOLDOVERS (2023) dir. Alexander Payne
"Because no one is his own father. I'm not my dad. No matter how hard he tried to beat that idea into me. I find the world a bitter and complicated place, and it seems to feel the same way about me. I think you and I have this in common. But don't get me wrong, you have your challenges. You're erratic and belligerant and gigantic pain in the balls, but you're not your father. You're your own man. Man, no. You're just a kid. You're just beginning. And you're smart. You've got time to turn things around. Yes, I know that Greeks had the idea that the steps you take to avoid your fate are the very steps that lead you to it, but that's just a literary conceit. In real life, your history does not have to dictate your destiny."
#the holdovers#filmedit#dailyflicks#cinemapix#fyeahmovies#userstream#useroptional#userfilm#filmtvtoday#moviegifs#*#alltimes*#useraurore#userrobin#usersavana#userlera#underbetelgeuse#useranimusvox#useralison#zanisummers#userlet#userregan#usermandie#useriselin
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