you drive me madden

Richard. 34. Actor, Scottish and Irn Bru lover. "So you know, acting for twenty years and never thinking you’re good enough, then to receive something like this. I suppose it’s a real wake up call for me to be like: Believe in yourself more, because other people do.” 

[royalmadden]

@maddenrichard: Let's do this Scotland. 👊🏻 #SRBSCO #fingerscrossed

[royalmadden]

T, ( @soutterlytaron )

Irina told me when choosing these gifts that she thinks I’ve lost my mind, but prove me wrong...

I think 2020 is a year where we should take advantage of having new hobbies. Here is a lego set to wet your appetite (you can call me and I’ll come and help you out with it if you get stuck). And to go inside the rocket, once it’s finished, is your very own Elton John Lego - he’s a rocket man! 

All my love to you for another year of shenanigans!

- Dickie 

[fyeahegerton]

It doesn’t matter if you’re gay, straight, or bisexual… if you’re confronted with Richard Madden, what are you going to do?

THE BEST OF TARON EGERTON (AS VOTED BY OUR FOLLOWERS) — Favourite Dynamic: #1 Taron Egerton and Richard Madden

[royalmadden]

@soutterlytaron Happy freaking birthday!

[royalmadden]

msirinashayk​:

They’re all gone, unfortunately, but we could go totally American and celebrate Thanksgiving, and make them again. Aw, no, we weren’t. But the pictures we all took were quite funny. I wouldn’t have been able to take you seriously, had you come to bed like that… I mean…

I’m down for American Thanksgiving if it gives me an excuse to eat some more of those cookies and cupcakes. I like how we still have the Halloween stuff too, we could go for a ‘Nightmare Before Christmas’ vibe before December. The picture, where I’m trying to make it look like the skeleton is eating you, is my favourite. You’d have taken me a little more seriously in my cape than if I was to crawl into bed wearing my dinosaur onesie... 

[simplygemma]

Rich, where did you disappear to? A post-Halloween coma? @royalmadden​

[royalmadden]

Something like it. All the sweets, alcohol and the political excitement of the past few days got the better of me. 

[royalmadden]

awgcreature​:

Trust me, I know that. I really do. But thank you. I’m so fucking glad she said yes. Let’s just say, I was a bit of a nervous wreck.

And understandably so. I can only imagine the pressure of getting it right and then the “what if she says no?” doubts, but you’ve done it! So happy for you both.

[royalmadden]

millyclarke​:

That’s right.. I cannot believe it actually happened I’m still in shock and keep pinching myself to make sure I’m awake.

Originally posted by khaleesifans

I can only imagine. The two of you are adorable together and deserve to be on cloud nine for it. I’m happy for you, Ems.

[royalmadden]

msirinashayk​:

Secret ingredients? No, not that I know of. They’re just that good. Mmm, that’s what I thought. I love them. And you - you looked so good? Very spooky, although I’m still laughing at you protesting having to take it off before coming to bed. We did have fun, didn’t we?

They really were... God, my mouth is still watering a little at the thought of them. Oh, come on, you and Lea were a lot spookier than me. I’m still sad I had to take the skeleton off my head and my cape, it was a look... 

[royalmadden]

I hope you realise you aren’t forgotten either. Congratulations, @awgcreature​, hope you realise you’ve found yourself a diamond of a woman.

[royalmadden]

What’s this that I just saw on Instagram? Congratulations, @millyclarke​! I think I’ll need to congratulate Alex too, for plucking up the courage.

[royalmadden]

Wine O’Clock || Irina & Richard

msirinashayk​:

Richard’s affirmation had her smile at him broadly, the way he reassured her was very sweet, and she appreciated it. “You think too much,” Irina teased him gently. The delicious shiver she got from his voice, or his smile, or his touch - the sensation of time stopping whenever they were together… he had just as much of a hold on her as she had on him, and she wouldn’t want it any other way. “Let yourself be surprised, how about that?” She grinned back at him, more amused than cheeky - she could see her earlier reply had thrown his thoughts in a loop, and she didn’t need his attention to diverge from what they were getting up to right now. As always, kissing him left her a little breathless, and kinda aroused, and she moved above him, closer to him, to his hands, wanting to feel them on her body. But mainly, she wanted to feel them sliding along her skin, kneading and caressing all those sensitive parts which would make her melt in his arms. She wanted nothing more than to melt, get lost in his touch, and forget about the world for a while. And yet, it was much more fun to tease him, while going after what she wanted - wine was part of that, and she toasted to him, and smiled to herself. “Think of it as a time to catch your breath, and figure out a game plan,” she grinned at him, and drank from her wine. It was too good to just be forgotten - plus, Richard, wine and making out? They were the perfect combination, and she licked her lips, before pressing them back on his. He tasted of wine, and himself, and she smiled against his mouth. His hands were back on her body, and she arched into his touch, pressed herself into his body until she was squished against him. It didn’t last long, however, because she was growing hot, in more ways than one, and she sat up to pull off her oversized shirt, and leaned back over him. “Is this more to your liking?” Irina asked, as she stole another kiss, but didn’t linger. Instead, she trailed kisses along his jaw, his stubble tickling her lips and skin, and trailed down the side of his neck until she could nip at his throat. 

“I don’t think that I do,” But with the affirmation in his voice, and the empathises on the word ‘think’, he could perhaps appreciate what it was that she was trying to say to him. As far as roleplaying went, he could argue that it was all a part of his day time job, but this felt slightly different. He didn’t quite know what letting himself be surprised was going to involve, but was willing to find out, especially when he knew with Irina it more often than not, it promised amazing things. Amazing things that would leave him breathless. Sort of like that kiss, that he could swear his lips were still tingling just a little bit from. His fingers even felt like they were burning, itching to be on her skin again. But he had some self restraint, two could play at this game, he could hold back... For now. “The wine should help with that.” He hummed and waggled his eyebrow before bringing his glass to his lips for a generous sip and putting it back down onto the table. He wasn’t sure what was dancing against his taste buds more, the fruitiness of the wine or the sweetness of Irina and that kiss. A low grunt sounded from his throat as she pressed herself closer to him, giving a little of that desired friction that he knew that they both craved. His teeth scraped across her bottom lip, almost encouraging her further. When she did pull away, he tilted his head to the side to look at her curiously, wondering just what her next move that she was pondering was going to be. He watched with a grin as she lifted her shirt over her head, and instantly went to put his hands on her skin to touch her curves. “I’d say,” He breathed against her lips, his eyes closing as he happily let her kiss along his jaw quite happily. “You’ll hear zero complaints from me if this is how you want things to go.” His hands slid further up up her sides to toy with her bra strap. “None at all.” He swallowed back at her giving a nip to his throat, fighting back a tiny groan.

[royalmadden]

Wine O’Clock || Irina & Richard

msirinashayk​:

Irina chuckled at his concession, and bit her lower lip, giving him the sort of look that would catch his attention, for certain. “I surely hope so,” she muttered, her voice dripping with suggestion. “It would be a sad day, when I realise I’ve lost my touch, when it comes to you.” At his raised eyebrows, she nodded at him - it wasn’t that strange a request, was it? “No, not like Lea. I just like your voice,” she told him, as if that was necessary to explain to him - he knew that, she was sure of it. Her hand shot out anyway to swat at his chest for his teasing, and she gave him a bit of a disapproving look, before her face lit up once more with a cute smile. “I wouldn’t mind some kind of roleplaying, though…” This time, she left him hanging, and she knew that he would probably have some smart-arse comment for this, too. She lived for them. “Surprise me, darling. I’ll definitely -” Her words were cut off by his lips, and rightly so, because she couldn’t quite remember where she was going with her train of thought, anyway. Instead, she focused on him, on the feel of his mouth on hers, of his tongue brushing against hers, and the way each caress would send shivers down her body. Gently cupping his cheeks in her hands, she let herself fall forward, knowing his body would pillow hers. A low mewl built in her throat, and she arched into his touch, and hoped that he would get the hint to keep up the touch. His hands felt warm and heavy on her body, just the way she liked it, and she wanted more, but - it was time for some teasing of her own. Plus, there was wine to be had, and as long as Lea was asleep, they should take advantage from it. “Good things take time, darling,” she laughed, and drank from her wine, as if their makeout session had left her completely unaffected. That wasn’t true, however, and she winked at him at the first chance she got. “I owe you?” Irina raised an eyebrow, and then braced her free hand on his chest, curling her fingers in his shirt. “And how would I make up for that?” All it took was setting down both wine glasses, and her lips were fused to his once more, more suggestive, deeper than before, and she let out a happy sigh, when she felt warmth spread through her.

“I don’t think that could ever happen,” He couldn’t ever see himself ever not giving in to her irresistible teasing or gentle touch -- and he hoped that she knew that as a matter of fact too. There was no breaking the hold that she had over him. Richard chuckled under his breath, he had of course been joking about putting on the different voices like he would do with Lea, but to see her expression. It probably wasn’t as good at his, when the word ‘roleplaying’ was mentioned. His eyebrows shot up, “Do I want to know where this is going?” He asked her with a slightly cheeky grin. The answer was probably not, if she was trying to get him to clam up. The train of thought was soon gone with his lips against hers, and he had to admit, he was a little relieved about it too. A quiet growl came from the back of his throat as her hands rested on either side of his face, drawing him in closer if that was even humanly possible. His hands were only encourage to wander over her curves even further... As always, she left him a little flustered and wanting more. And she was definitely looking at him with that knowing little smile too. “Time to torture me, more like,” He grumbled under his breath, his fingers pushing through his hair. He was sure that his heart did a mini-leap at that wink that she gave him too, that promised him all sorts of possibilities. “A little bit, I’d say,” It was hard for him to hold back his little grin at her going along with it, “I’m sure you can think of something...” His tongue ran along his bottom lip, watching in anticipation as the glasses of wine were set back down onto the coffee table. Her lips were back on his, more feverish than before. Like a moth drawn to a flame, his hands were back on her hips to grip onto her and pull her onto his lip. as he kissed her back. He silently thanked the fact that Lea was tucked up in bed. This was a moment he planned on taking full advantage of.

[royalmadden]

msirinashayk​:

That’s so true. Who will eat all those cookies and stuff we’ve made? I feel like keeping our decorations up a little while longer, too, actually. We can make it fun for ourselves, even if there’s nothing much going on outside. 

Did we put secret ingredient in those? I’m a little addicted. I think we can keep them up for a little while, you won’t hear me protesting - I love spooky season! Bes time of the year. Nothing going on outside, which gives us more reason to make fun inside. 

[boysappetit]

[msirinashayk]

I might have gone a little overboard with the Halloween preparations, even though I know that realistically, there aren’t going to be that many trick or treaters around this year. But it’s so worth it, seeing my daughter’s face light up.

[royalmadden]

I know we said we wanted to do something fun for Lea, but we’ve definitely gone all out for ourselves too. I’m looking forward to spending spooky day with you both and having some fun!

[msirinashayk]

I N S T A G R A M :: msirinashayk

Halloween isn’t a thing this year? Not in this house! We’re fully in wildcat mode right now… 😽

[royalmadden]

maddenrichard: Whoever took this is one hell of a talented photographer. 😘

[royalmadden]

Wine O’Clock || Irina & Richard

msirinashayk​:

“Oh, it’s a mystery?” Now she was intrigued, too. Ever since knowing Richard, Irina had expanded her knowledge of English literature quite a bit, and had caught his enthusiasm for a good mystery story, be it espionage, murder or otherwise. “Are you sure I can keep your mind off the book? Or will your thoughts stray towards solving the mystery?” Her teasing was light and playful, because while she wanted his attention on her, one of the things she loved about him was his focus and dedication on the things he loved, and she would never take that away from him. “You could read to me, too, darling, you know?“ she offered gently. There was no doubt about how much she adored his voice - Lea wasn’t immune to it, either, given how often she asked him to read her bedtime stories - it was low and melodious, and had that slight Scottish lilt which deepened occasionally, probably even without him noticing, and she knew she could listen to him speak for hours without tiring. “Are you doubting your own ideas, Rich?” Her well-shaped eyebrow rose, and she shook his head at him. For a man this smart and handsome, he sometimes said the darnest things, and she was left amused rather than fully aroused more often than not. But such was his appeal, and she had come to accept and love him for it. Their kiss started off soft and loving, a brush of lips and nips of teeth, slow, tender movements which felt heavenly to her, but soon turned passionate, and she lost herself in it, in his caress. Bracing herself on one hand next to his head, she leaned in further, stretched out on top of him and moulded herself to his body the way she loved to do until she didn’t know where he ended and she began. “I like where this is going…“ Then, grinning against his lips, she drew back, straightened, and picked up the wine bottle to fill up their glasses again, as if nothing had happened. Irina’s grin widened, when she nipped on her wine. “What else have you got?” 

“Mmm, I think I can tear my mind off it for a little while...” That was a guarantee that he could make when she was sitting this close to him, the book definitely didn’t matter when he had her around as a sweet distraction. "My mind is definitely on other, more important things,” The corners of his lips pulled into a smirk at the thought too, as if letting her into a tiny insight to what was going through his mind. “Read to you?” This idea made his eyebrow raise in surprise, he couldn’t understand why anyone would want to listen to his voice willingly, he wouldn’t have exactly said his Scottish accent had the most dulcet of tones. “Like I do with Lea? Characters voices included and everything?” He couldn’t help but tease her about it, and threw her a little playful grin, the thought amusing him right away. “Not doubting,” He shook his head, ”Just curious of a response,” He’d worked out by now that there was very little that he could do that would be wrong in Irina’s eyes, and especially when playing a game like this. He started off the kiss slowly, passionately, a tender brush of his lips over hers like he had been thinking about all day, before asking for that silent permission to deepen it. His hands trailed up her sides, and let out a quite groan at the gentle feeling of their bodies pressing together. This was how he liked things. Not quite knowing where he ended and where she began. A disappointed sigh passed his lips when she pulled away, “Mm, me too,” He ran his tongue across his bottom lip, tasting the traces of her on him. His eyes remained fixed on her, and he held back the urge to pull her back onto his lap. “You didn’t give me much of a chance to show you.” He teased her with a grin before reaching for his glass that she had just topped up. “That’s a kick to my pride, you know? I’d say you owe me.”