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Summer23!

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Ahhh summer timothée

August 23, 2023 🌱✨🌱✨🌱✨

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flop era, please come read my fics thanks 😫

#black reader #timothee chalamet x black reader #timothee chalamet x you #timothee imagine #timothée chalamet x reader #timothee fanfic #timothee x y/n #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet smut #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet fanfiction #elio perlman #elio x reader #call me by your name

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hiii, can i request a tim fic where they’re both famous and in a secret relationship and they’ve been lying to their fans about being single & then they get exposed by tmz or something 😭

Dating Rumors

timothée chalamet x black actress!reader

a/n: hi thanks for your request, I don't know if it's the moment with all the dating rumors Timothée actually has but it's making me laugh so let's go!

If you like it, you can even buy me a coffee!

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genre: fluff

words : 650

warnings: none

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As usual, you did your best to ignore all your fans' questions about Timothée  under each of your posts. Rumors about your relationship began to arise after some fans noticed that you were often in the same places at the same time. Of course you were discreet enough not to show up in public or on social media. With all these rumors, you and Timothée  had decided to keep a low profile: you avoided public places together, dates in places too crowded and you didn’t even follow each other on insta. But it was not enough to silence the rumors.

The Met Gala was a particularly difficult challenge for both of you. It was the first time you were both invited at the same time, the eyes and cameras were focused on you. You decided not to come together because you and Timothée  were not yet ready to have the whole world involved in your relationship. 

Timothée was in the middle of an interview when you arrived, the reactions of the photographers made him look in your direction and he had the impression that he was going to faint. You were so beautiful, the outfit you had chosen made you look so good, your hair, your makeup, everything was perfect. At that moment, Timothée  had only one desire, to go in front of all these photographers to take you by the hips and kiss you passionately.

"She’s beautiful, isn’t she?" asked the reporter with a smirk.

"She’s amazing." Timothée  replied without even realizing that he had just confessed to that on camera. The interviewer laughed and Timothée  had trouble concentrating during the rest of the questions. 

Later that evening, when you thought you were quite discreet, you arranged Timothée ’s pass. You were talking about this early evening that you had passed each other on your side and laughed in bursts, Timothée then stroked your cheek before going to see friends. 

During one of your interviews, the journalist who questioned you caught you off guard when he asked you the question: "We saw you very close to Timothée tonight, would there be anything between you?"

You laugh generously and come up with the most cliché phrase, "No, no, there’s nothing between us, we’re just really good friends." Very good friends, of course. 

Later, in his bed, you and Timothée laughed at your answer and how you had handled the situation as best you could. You scrolled on social media, watching every fan comment about you.

"Sweetheart, I was thinking maybe we could go to the restaurant tomorrow." Timothée tells you with a soft eye caressing your arm. Then you looked up at him.

'Are you sure this is a good idea? 

"We will be careful," he replied with confidence. 

The next day you were on your way to the restaurant, you were careful not to get noticed but it was complicated, people in the street turned around when they recognized you.

The date at the restaurant was great, you and Timothée finally had a great time together outside of your house. After a while, you were having so much fun that you were not even paying attention, you spoke loudly and laughed, Timothée even went so far as to kiss your face to annoy you. The road to his house happened holding your hand.

"Fuck", you heard Timothée say as he looked briefly at his phone. 

You asked as you looked at his phone to see the TMZ’s article about the two of you.

Timothé and Y/n exchange a passionate french kiss in the streets.

"What the fuck, we didn’t even do that" at your words Timothée laughed before kissing you

"Well at least everyone knows now, we don’t have to hide it anymore" Timothée smiled and you hugged him before seeing a comment of a fan 

Y/nnnnnsweeet: "We are just good friends" yeah yeah sure girly

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I’m taking requests!

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This is my work, please don’t repost it, translate it or take it without my permission.

Published the 08/04/2023

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Helllo, can you write about elio and the reader where they meet one summer that she goes with her family to italy and everything is super romantic (she has her first time with him) thank uu

Wasted Days

elio perlman x black!female!reader

a/n: HIII I'm so happy to come back with a new fic, I love Elio so much and this ask, I couldn't wait to post it. I hope you're going to love it too! Don't hesitate to like, reblog and comment if you like it, you can even buy me a coffee!

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words : 3.8k

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It had  been 6  years since the last time you went to Italy. Your family had friends in a little village named Crema where you remember spending a lot of your time under the sun, the smell of summer lingering in your nose, the warm feeling on your skin and your head completely empty from all the worries that the sun seemed to wash away.

This summer your parents received a card from their friend, begging them to come to their house to spend some time with them, to catch up a little bit. So here you were, listening to the singing of birds while laying down on the bed, the only thing reminding you that you were still alive and awake was the sound of your hosts and your family.

“Y/n?” You heard their daughter say while she entered the spare room you were in and you only groaned in response, the only sound you were able to let out of your throat at this moment. “There’s this boy, my neighbor, all of us are going to his house to play volleyball, do you want to come?” She asked as she seated next to you on the bed, watching you attentively when you finally opened your eyes.

“It’s too hot to play volleyball,” you sighed and she laughed. The mark of deep reflection was on her face before she finally exclaimed.

“Well, he has a pool.” It was the only thing you needed to hear to stand up, ready to feel on your body the water warmed up by the sunlights.

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The playful exclamation and laughs of young adults could be heard clearly now that you were in the yard. You barely had time to see the volleyball field and the people playing before hearing the loud voice of your friend.

“Elio!” She exclaimed as she dragged you to the boy walking toward you. The boy awkwardly smiled while looking at you, seemingly shy to see a new person. “This is my family’s friends’ daughter, Y/n.” she gestured to you and you smiled, still feeling an awkward feeling in the air, “and Y/n, this is Elio, my neighbor.”

“It’s nice to meet you Y/n,” He simply said before shaking your hand, showing his good manners and you felt the softness of his skin against yours. He finally looked at your cousin then glanced at you, “Do you want to play?” He asked, his chin pointing to the field.

“I’m good, to be honest I came here for the pool.” You joyfully said and he laughed a little bit. 

“Sure, let me lead the way.”  He began to walk off to your destination and your friend simply pushed you toward him while smiling suggestively. 

“Is it your first time here?” He tried to do small talk. 

“Kind of, it’s my first time coming back here since six years”

The two of you were now in front of the little pool, you thanked him before removing your clothes revealing your bathsuit that Elio’s eyes couldn't help but stare at. The view of you entering the warm pool was almost dreamlike, even erotic, seeming like a nymph or a siren joining the water, creating a blinding shine on your body that invited him to join you. 

Feeling like a creep, Elio quickly distracted himself by looking around his yard like something could be more interesting than you. However, the sound of pleasure almost inaudible that escaped your lips was caught on by his ears and he looked at you.

“Can I join you?” he asked before even realizing his words.

“Sure” you smiled at him, now playing slightly with the water around you, comforting him in the idea of you as some sort of bewitching ocean creature.

When he entered the water you tried your best to not look at him but it was hard, he was handsome and you couldn’t deny it. Once he was fully installed in the water, a comfortable silence took place, and you wanted nothing more than to freeze the time at this moment. However, a mischievous smile took place on Elio’s face before he splashed water at you and your gasp made him laugh.

“Oh, it’s making you laugh, you want to play.” You exclaimed before splashing him in return, hearing the sweet melody of his laugh before he took your wrists in his hand to stop you. At this moment the two of you were still laughing before realizing the proximity, and what was before a laugh was now replaced by a sweet smile. You saw the red go to his cheeks and you were sure that with a different skin color you will be seen at this exact moment the same way as him: a hot red mess.

“You look pretty” you let out while looking at his soft emerald eyes.

“Y/n, we have to go home.” Your friend exclaimed as she trotted to the two of you. You didn’t even see time fly and it was already 6pm, time to go back home. 

“I hope you’ll come back, how long are you staying?” Elio asked you as he got off the pool and helped you exit it.

“2 months, I’ll come back.” 

“Are the lovers done?” Your friend amusedly asked before taking your hand to lead you to her house as you waved goodbye to Elio, seeing his eyes still on you everytime you turned back to see him one last time. 

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Two days passed and you found it too awkward to ask your friend to go see her pretty neighbor so you simply abstained yourself from going. It was late, all of you were in the living room, talking and laughing, your father telling the worst stories of his youth.

“I totally forgot to tell you but do you want to go to the piazzetta with my friends and I, it could be fun” your friend asked as she sat next to you, admiring your hair but refraining from touching it, knowing how much you hated it.

“I feel kind of tired you know” You sincerely said and she thought for a moment for the perfect argument to convince you. 

“But we will see Chiara try to find someone to hook up with and she uses some questionable techniques, you’ll see it’ll be fun.” She whisper-yelled, not wanting her parents to hear and you chuckled at the idea but still gave her a sorry look. She thought a little bit more before finally letting out a satisfied sound. “Elio will be here.” She giggled her eyebrows and you scoffed to hide your embarrassment.

“I don’t care about Elio” you said and from your tone it was simple to understand that you were,’t even convicted by your own words. 

“Come on,” she whined, “ If you come, I will not bother you about your little crush, if you don’t, be ready to hear about him all summer.” She tried to find a serious, threatening tone but she couldn’t really hide her smile.

“Okay, okay, let me get ready.” 

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The piazzetta was a fun place, people were dancing and drinking but everything was open-air which made it much better than clubs.

Your friend finally found the table of her friend and she was right, Elio was here too, smoking with a drink in his hand, the light of the dancefloor reflecting on his face. When everyone saw the two of you they excitedly screamed and your friend laughed before taking a chair for her and strategically placing yours besides Elio’s one. 

“I'm happy to see you.” He softly said and even with all the noise you managed to hear him as you sat down. You simply smiled, watching his plump lips as he smoked. Elio gently took the cigarette out of his mouth and offered it to you. Taking a drag, you admired his slight smirk when you gave it back to him.

“”I didn’t really want to go,” he began and you couldn't take your eyes off of him, “Still went because I hoped you'd come”. Elio was pretty similar to you in fact 

“You guys come dancing?” A friend of Elio asked as they were all standing up, some already running to the dance floor.

“I’ll come later.” The two of you were now alone, watching others dance, not really knowing what to say to the one another.

“Will you show me the city tomorrow?” You abruptly asked him. Elio’s eyes illuminated before he nodded with a timid smile.

For the rest of the night the two of you chain-smoked as you talked about everything and anything, you learned you liked the same book, disliked the same songs, you even learned that Elio was a piano prodigy (he didn't said it like that) but hated playing in front of people especially when his parents asked him to play for their guests. Suddenly Elio stood up and as you questioned yourself, he helped you stand up as well by taking your hand in his.

“Come with me.” You didn’t even have to ask him where, you followed him just to be alone with him.

The two of you walked a little bit, on the way Elio sang and made you waltz, which made you laugh, a sound that Elio found satisfying. Once you were in front of a lake, Elio began to take off his clothes, only keeping his underwear. Seeing that you seemed shy he smiled at you before, turning his back on you and entering the water.

“Fuck it’s cold,” The two of you laughed and he added “ You can undress and come, I’m not looking at you.” You thanked him and said as he just told you. However he quickly joined you, hearing your gasp at the temperature of the water that enveloped your body. “I got you don’t worry” He said as he tried his best to warm you by rubbing his palms on your arms. You looked at him and saw his eyes already on you. Without even thinking about it, feeling like it was the only right thing to do, the only thing that your mind and your body wanted, you rested your hand on his cheek before sweetly pressing your lips against his, anxiously waiting for him to follow the rhythm of your lips. He did, he kissed you tenderly, lovingly, his hands exploring your sides as you were now caressing his neck slightly pulling his hair. The cold water was long forgotten now as you felt a warm feeling in your chest, the moonlight reflecting the two of you perfectly in the water. 

Elio was the one who broke the kiss, looking at you, almost concerned, to be sure that you wanted this, that it wasn’t just a thoughtless action or some type of game to you. As he saw the look in your eyes he understood that you wanted this as much as him and he crashed his lips on yours, going for a more passionate kiss. You were digging your nails in his back, craving more than the sweet taste of his tongue, craving him entirely, wanting to be one with him. The realization of your affection stopped you and you stepped back a little bit, feeling overwhelmed. Elio saw it immediately, taking your hand in his before speaking to you.

“Is everything alright?” He concernedly asked, you nodded slightly.

“I think I should go home.” You said, not daring to look at him.

“Yeah, yeah of course, let me walk you back.” Elio helped you get out of the water, dressing you and himself up. The way to your friend's house was awkward, you felt the eyes of Elio on you, almost begging you to look at him, to tell him that everything was fine and that he did nothing wrong. 

Tonight, Elio spent it writing in his diary, thinking about you and asking himself what he did wrong.

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For days, you avoided Elio. Your stay passed so quickly, it was soon over, and you felt like leaving without seeing Elio was terrible. You managed to convince everyone that you were sick and that you couldn’t go out every time your friend tried to drag you outside.Obviously even if you seemed sick and sad, your friend quickly understood that this had something to do with Elio. He begged her to see you and finally she accepted, without telling you of course. 

“Y/n, everyone go to the beach, do you want to come, you’ll be alone in the house if you don’t come”, your friend said calmly, she was seated on your bed next to you. You simply groaned and she understood that you clearly still didn’t want to go out.

Her plan could start.

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As you heard everyone telling you goodbye from downstairs and the door closing you felt a wave of sadness washing upon you. As you began to cry, your heart aching at the thought of Elio, you heard the door of your room opening and you quickly hid under the cover thinking that your friend had come back for something in the bedroom. 

“Hey,” you heard the sweet voice of the only thing that clouded your mind and uncovered your face. Elio was there, not sure if he could enter the room or not. 

“Elio?”  you asked. 

“Can I come in?” you nodded and Elio came in, sitting next to you, watching your face. Your eyes were red and full of tears which reminded Elio of his state these last days. His hand found your cheeks, caressing them as he watched attentively and lovingly your face. 

“I’m sorry if I did something that night that made you uncomfortable”. He apologized sincerely and you finally looked in his eyes.

“Elio, you did nothing wrong, I just, I can’t.” You stopped yourself before spilling all your feelings to him.

“I like you, I love you even, since the first day I felt this connection to you, I feel like we were meant to meet one day and love and cherish each other. I know you’re going to go back home soon and I can’t just keep this for me, and regret that I didn’t tell you for the rest of my life.” Elio exclaimed, you could feel the stress in his voice, he wasn’t looking at you anymore. The half closed curtains made him glow, he was so beautiful you wished you could capture this image forever in your mind.

“I love you too, I was afraid, what will we become when we’ll have to go separate ways in some time, how could I act like I’ve never loved you when I go back to my country?” you asked anxiously as you took his hand in yours and Elio smiled softly. 

“Let’s just enjoy the moment.” At his words you nodded with a smile and he added while slightly laughing “God, we wasted so many days.” 

“Yes, we really did.”

Elio crashed his lips on yours, his hand on your tear stained cheeks. This kiss was not like your first one, it was more gentle, more loving, less precipitated. You felt like your heart was going to explode in your chest. Elio broke the kiss before lying next to you and attentively watching your face that he didn’t want to forget. His eyes traveled to your chest and the way it moves slowly from your hushed breath.

“I want you” he whispered and you felt your heart beat even faster. 

“I’ve never done it” you sincerely replied and Elio nodded comprehensively. 

“I understand, but do you want to do it? I’ll be gentle don’t worry” You really wanted to do it, you trusted him and wanted him, needed him. You nodded, ready to give yourself entirely to him. 

“I need you to say it please” Elio said, caressing the bare skin of your arm. 

“I want you Elio, please.” You gathered all your confidence to manage to say this out loud while his green eyes were piercing your body with how intensely he was watching you. 

Elio kissed you once again. His lips seemed to show all his desire for you. At the same time, his hands caressed your upper body, your face, your neck, your shoulders, your collarbones, your arms, your chest. Elio thought that by touching every inch of your body you wouldn’t forget it.

Your tongues mingled and the two of you felt the desire rise more and more. You ended the kiss to take your top off, exposing your breasts and Elio was watching you as the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. 

"Can I touch you?" he asked, looking into your eyes, and when he heard a yes from your mouth, he put his hands on your breasts. Your sighs of pleasure ennobled him, he put himself on you and played with your nipples, admiring the way they hardened on contact with his fingers. Elio looked at you carefully to see the pleasure distort your face, it was so beautiful to see. He could feel his pants tightening over the minutes but he only had one desire, to taste you. Suddenly you felt his tongue wrapped around your nipple. Your moans and the sounds of birds were the only things that could be heard in the room. 

Elio’s kisses descended from your breasts to your belly, and the fingers of his right hand were now on your hips, near your panties, caressing your soft skin. 

"I want to taste you so much”, he almost moaned at the simple idea of putting his lips on your pussy. “I fucking want you so bad," he said, looking into your eyes.

"Taste me Elio, do what you want, do what you want with my body", the words hardly came out of your mouth because of all the sensations that the boy made you feel. 

At these words, Elio slowly took off your panties and laid between your legs. His movements were slow, he stroked your hips and thighs. Suddenly, his lips were placed inside your thighs. He would kiss and gently bite your skin, which would drive you crazy. He took all his time to admire the reactions of your body to his different touches. 

You felt his fingers on your clit, playing with it slowly, making circles. They went down to your entrance, and Elio carefully brought a finger into you. He waited to see your reaction and to the understanding of your sigh of pleasure he began to move his fingers. 

"More." You said once the sensation of his finger in you was familiar. Elio then put in a second finger, his movements were gentle and precise. At the same moment, his tongue landed on your clit, he licked it, encircled it with his lips and kissed it. You could hear Elio’s growls at the taste of your pussy. You looked down and saw him completely ennobled by pleasure, eyes closed, rubbing slowly against the mattress, trying to satisfy his desire.

"I want to feel you in me" you tell Elio who opened his eyes to look at you.

"Are you sure?" he asked in a pleasant way. 

"Yes, that’s what I want." 

Elio took out a condom from his jeans and you sneered.

"What?" he laughed a little while apprehending your answer.

"You planned your move." You smiled back and Elio kissed you.

"No, but I was hoping we would do it before you left." He stroked your cheek. He undressed slowly and you watched carefully the moles that adorned his perfect body. 

"Don’t look at me like that," he was all over the place and you could see the pink on his cheeks.

"You are beautiful," you said sincerely, and this time it was your turn to caress his cheek. His lips came to capture yours. He stood between your legs and you bit his lower lip, which made him moan. Elio ended the kiss and looked at you attentively.

"Are you ready?" He wanted to make sure of your decision.

"Totally ready for you"

"I love you" his eyes were shining as he looked at you and a slight smile had taken place on his face.

"I love you too, I love you so much".

Elio put on the condom and slowly, being careful not to hurt you, he entered you. He would go so slowly, inch by inch, and look at your face to see if you were okay. 

"Is everything all right?" He asked and you dropped a yes, focused on the unpleasant feeling. Elio then kissed your neck and bit your ear, while whispering words of love to you. 

"You can go" you told him slowly once you felt ready, Elio then slowly moved his pelvis, not yet sure of his movements. 

"Fuck," you heard his moans and sighs of pleasure and you couldn’t help but do the same. You felt so complete with Elio in you. 

"Faster," you said. You needed more, you were ready to give yourself completely to him. He performed, his movements were faster and wider. The pleasure was such that he needed to bite your shoulder not to scream of pleasure. Your legs rolled up against his pelvis and your hands gripped his back. Elio moaned at the sensation of your nails sinking into his skin. Your name slipped out of his lips like it was the only thing he could say. The sound of your bodies clashing made the scene even more erotic. 

"Elio, Elio, fuck, go on." you begged him and he kissed you, he guided your hand to your sex and encouraged you to touch you to accentuate your pleasure. The feeling was so pleasant and you already felt the pleasure choking you, as if you couldn’t breathe. 

"Damn. How beautiful you are. How I love you y/n." Elio also felt he wasn’t going to last long. His movements were rough and fast. He took one of your hands in his hand, mixed your fingers while you savored your orgasm while moaning his name. Elio followed you shortly afterwards, he came into you looking you in the eye, lovingly. He got up slowly, taking off his condom before coming to lie next to you, hugging you and caressing your shoulder. You listened to the irregular rhythm of her heart while caressing her belly, tracing patterns. 

"Thank you for trusting me Y/n, I love you." He says kissing your forehead and you smile.

"Thank you for being you, Elio, I love you." you answered him. For now, you don’t want to think about when you’ll leave. All you cared about was the sound of her heart, the sensation of her lips and skin at that very moment.

You had to catch up on all those wasted days after all.

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a/n: like, comments and reblogs are always appreciated! :)

I’m taking requests!

I created this blog to allow black girls to feel more comfortable with reading x reader, as a black person I saw how much we weren’t really represented in the fanfic community

Tag list: @timotheel0ver @track0526  @s-we-e-t-t-ea @thebetawolfgirlwolfgirl

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This is my work, please don’t repost it, translate it or take it without my permission.

Published the 08/04/2023

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your new fic is so good!!!!! pls make a pt 2

Thank you so much!! I’m glad you liked it, I’ll work on the part 2 <3

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My lord

Prince Hal x black princess!reader

a/n: I’m back and I’m happy to show you this fic that I couldn’t wait to post, I wanted it to be a one shot but I thing I’ll make a 2nd part, tell me what you think about it! Sorry if the language is not perfect I’m not English so it was hard to find the perfect words for the situation

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genre: fluff, smut

words : 3k

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You glared at your father, seeing him bow in front of the England King who was looking down at the two of you, clearly waiting for you to show some type of courtesy.

“Excuse me for the behaviour of my daughter, she is young and foolish.” your father explained to the man in front of you and a scoff escaped him.

“Being young is not an excuse, my youngest son, Thomas of Lancaster, is a respectful and obedient child.” He smirked in the direction of his son, looking at him with pride. “You should educate your daughter Sir, if she keeps this attitude no sane man would want to marry her.”

You maintained your calm and fought yourself to not roll your eyes at him and his stupid son.

“It's a pleasure to finally work with people from overseas.” The king of England said with a condescending attitude, clearly looking down on your father and his kingdom. Your father didn’t even bother to tell him that he wasn’t a representative of all overseas, he was a calm and wise man, knowing that you shouldn’t bother to be angry at fools. You, on the other hand, didn’t have his patience and as the time flew you only wanted to slap this petty king in the face and go back to your country where people had a lot more manners.

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You were sitting at the banquet, clearly uncomfortable, everything was so different from your ways.

“You’re beautiful,” began the young son of Henry IV, sitting right next to you, “We never see people like you around here.” He stated and with his smile you understood that it was supposed to be a compliment. You nodded with a polite smile as the boy kept glancing at you throughout the night, trying each time to find a reason to talk to you.

“Well, look who decided to show up.” Exclaimed the King bitterly. Everyone turned their head to the majestic wooden entrance door, seeing a young slightly curly haired man, standing there, confidence but also annoyance and strength radiating off him. “Seems like my fool of an heir has decided to show up for once. What is bringing you here?”

“Your invitation father.” The man blankly stated as he sat at your table and you now had the occasion to look at the integrality of his features. Even if his hair was slightly long you could still see his defined jaw and cheekbone. He had a tired gaze, with dark circles decorating his greenish eyes and even if you knew that it wasn’t decent, you couldn’t help but let your eyes travel to his neck and collarbone, seeing the dark marks dotting his skin. The prince seemed to have decided to abandon all of his duties to enjoy the various pleasures of the common people.

“I’m glad you finally decided to leave the mud and prostitutes.” Henry IV muttered to his son who didn’t answer, only the way his jaw clenched indicated that he had heard his father’s remark.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity for you, Thomas left your side to go dance with some duchess, which left you the time to breathe a little bit. Thomas was a gentleman, representing perfectly how a prince should behave, but he was smothering you. Most of the guests were dancing so the table you were sitting at was almost empty. As you scanned the room, your eyes catched the eyes of the oldest King’s son who was already watching you. You quickly derived your gaze, hoping he wouldn’t mind you. However, the man saw this exchange as a good moment to approach you and before you even knew it he was now sitting in front of you.

“I’m sorry to intrude like this,” he began, his low voice pleasing your ears, “I know I never come in this castle but I’m sure I’ve never seen you before.” His eyes were lingering on your every feature.

“It’s because it’s my first time coming here Sir.” You said and watched a little smile forming on his face.

“Well, what a pleasure to meet you Lady..?” He let his voice trail, waiting patiently for your name while he took your hand gracefully in his.

“Y/n.” You answered, your breath was slightly cut off by the tender kiss he laid on the back of your hand.

“Lady Y/n, I’m Hal.” He smiled, his eyes almost felines and you just nodded, his hand not letting yours go. You found it odd to see that he wasn’t bragging about his title, all of the people you met here were obsessed by their nobility.

“If you allow me, Sir, I’d like to retire and go get some rest.” You asked even if you planned to leave no matter the answer he gave you.

“Of course beautiful, sleep well.” He playfully said and you refrained from laughing which made him smile.

Your room was spacious, and well decorated. A guard had escorted you and a maid was staying near in case you needed any help. That, plus the pretty prince you had the chance to meet was making you relativize on this little stay. As you hopped in the bath the maid had prepared for you, you couldn’t stop your mind from thinking about the mysterious prince that brightened up the annoying banquet. Thinking about the softness of his hand around yours, you let your hand travel slowly to your core, taking your time to caress your chest and thighs before finally letting your fingers play with your clit, imaginating that it was his long and delicate fingers. You let out a soft sigh at the memory of his delightful mouth on your flesh and wondered how his lips will feel in all these inappropriate places of your body.

After your relief you wrap yourself in your towel, using all these foreign products to oil your body before finally putting on your night clothes.

The next morning the maid woke you up by pulling the curtains to let daylight enter your room. The warmness in the room was enjoyable but you wish you could stay a bit more in your sheets.

“The prince of Wales requests your presence, your Highness.” The maid sweetly said as she served your tea before preparing your clothes for the day.

“Where should I meet him?” You asked without even taking in the fact that it was perhaps inappropriate to meet the prince alone in what seems to be a private meeting.

“He’s waiting for you behind your door, he asked me to demand your permission to come in.” You couldn’t believe how this man was, he really didn’t care about etiquette did he?

“Then tell him to come in.” At your words she opened the door, revealing Hal who wasn’t even dressed up for the day. He seemed so normal that you almost forgot the formalities.

“You can leave us.” You sweetly said to your maid as she slightly bowed before leaving. Hal immediately jumped on the occasion to approach you as you were sitting on your bed watching him.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you, you were clouding my dream.” He announced with a sultry voice, “my Lady, you are all I have ever sought, and if having you means accepting my noble life, the tasks and obligations that go with it, then I will. I’ll do it just to carry you on the throne and to call you my queen. I’ll do it to be able to make love to you every day passionately, to see you bear my heirs. I know it’s indecent, I know it’s not how we’re supposed to do it, I should demand your hand to your father and I promise I will. Love me Lady Y/n, please, I’ve done a lot of things that someone like me shouldn’t have done but I will abandon it all for you, for your love. I don’t care what the people will think about us, I don’t care what the kingdom will think. The only thing I can care about right now is you and the immense crave for your affection I have. Love me, let me take care of you like you deserve it, let me be your lover, even your worshipper if it means I’ll have even a little fragment of your attention. I know we just met but I’ve never felt this way for anyone before.”

The curly haired boy was panting, and so were you. It was all so sudden but horribly delicious. His hands had found yours during his speech and your nails were now scratching softly his skin as your eyes glossed on the way his lips were slightly quivering or his hands were shaky or even how his eyes were full of hope and a glint of passion was drowned in them.

“Sir…” your voice was so small, you even had difficulty hearing yourself, “This is so wrong, so wrong on so many levels.” His face dropped at your words. “At the same time it’s so delightful to hear you say all of that out loud-” Before you could add anything else his soft lips were on yours, moving slowly, lovingly. His tongue was playing with your bottom lips and the sweet sounds of your whimpers and slight moans could be heard. Your voice was making the prince completely wild, now sucking and biting your bottom lip to hear more of it. His hand was now on your thigh, his hand grabbing your dress to the point where his knuckles were now white. You took his hand in yours, slipping it gently under your dress, making him sigh of pleasure at the touch of the softness of your skin. He gently separated his lips from yours as you admired the now plump and rosy aspect of them.

“Let me have you.” His voice was almost begging you and you were ready to give yourself to him but a shy knock at the door stopped the magic of the moment.

“Come in.” You frustratedly said and immediately wandered off of Hal, fixing your dress as he looked everywhere but at his brother accompanied by guards. Thomas cleared his throat in embarrassment and confusion, not understanding why his older brother was in your room, on your bed.

“Lady Y/n, I was wondering if you’ll be pleased to go on a walk with me, I could show you the castle.” Thomas gently asked, watching his brother weirdly from time to time.

“Oh…” You discreetly eyed Hal, seeing the way his jaw clenched and his dark gaze was fixated on his younger brother. “I… Yes Sir Thomas,it would be my pleasure.” You said reluctantly, your nobility showing. Hal stepped out of the room, anger clearly radiating from him as he purposely bumped into his brother.

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“Was my brother bothering you in your room? If it’s the case you can tell me, I’ll make sure that it doesn't happen anymore, he has no manners or respect.” Thomas stated as he was slowly walking with you through the castle.

“Not at all, he was just making sure I had everything I needed.” You lied and the prince next to you attentively watched your side.

“You shouldn’t be involved with him, he has damaged our name by his many scandals, he is not a man of good faith. I wouldn’t want him to tarnish your name with his inappropriate behaviour.” You quickly understood that Thomas was suspecting his brother to want to have sex with you, and even if you wanted it, the fact that he noticed that embarassed you.

“I don’t think your older brother is capable of such a thing.” You immediately answered and the boy scoffed

“He is reputed in all the country for his many mistresses. Initially he was the heir of my father but with how he abandoned our kingdom to his now life of debauchery, I have a chance to become Henry V.” He proudly announced and you politely smiled at him even though you didn’t care about what he was saying.

“You should give a little more credit to your older brother my Lord, I’m sure he has his own reasons to act the way he does.” You gently said and Thomas reluctantly nodded.

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You asked to receive your dinner in your room even if it surely offended the King that you didn’t sit at the table to eat with him and his other subjects. You were too tired to speak or act like you cared about the King’s life and decided that eating alone was the best solution to not be rude to anyone around the table and disrespect them.

As you finished eating, you looked at yourself in the mirror, eyeing every jewellery that decorated your body. Some of them had just been gifted to you by the youngest prince of England and you couldn’t help but think it was a way of courting you and you didn’t like that.

You didn’t even hear the door of your room opening before feeling Prince Hal’s hands on your waist, admiring you in the mirror with loving eyes.

“How did you manage to enter my room?” You asked, smiling at him and he returned it immediately.

“Even if I’m not appreciated in this castle I’m still the prince.” You slightly laughed and Hal’s hand toyed your new necklace. “Is this a present?” He softly asked before you enveloped his hand with your.

“A present from your brother.” You simply answered and Hal scoffed before delicately taking off the necklace of your body. Before you could say anything a beautiful gold necklace replaced the old one and Hal laid a gentle kiss on your neck.

“So much more beautiful.” He proudly whispered as he turned you around, his hands on your waist, admiring you like you were some sort of goddess that he wasn’t even sure he could touch.

“Thank you Hal.” You shyly smiled.

“Are we finally giving up on manners?” You nodded before wrapping your arms around his neck and saw the way he smirked while looking at your figure.

“Please, don’t make me regret this.” You simply stated, your eyes lost in his with a loving stare.

“I was craving to see you tonight at the table, you’re the only reason I stay at this castle you know” a little smile decorated his lips

“ I can neither understand nor bear English manners, no offence” Hal simply nodded before taking your hand in his.

“Myself, cannot bear English manners.” Hearing your laugh, Hal looked attentively at you, admiring the woman who stole his heart so fast. “My lover, my beautiful lover, your beauty is almost painful.” His hand was now on your cheek, watching your loving eyes.

“You’re flattering me.” You said as your fingers found their way to his curls.

“I would never be, I would never lie to you my dear. The words you hear right now are the words of a man in love.”

“And the look you’re getting now is the look of a woman in love” you lovingly said and Hal gently pressed his lips on yours, kissing you tenderly, showing all his love to you.

Your hands were now on his neck as your lips moved perfectly in sync. It was so bad but felt so good. You knew that If anyone saw you like that you would be dishonoured but the idea of getting caught only made you more aroused.

“Hal,” you whimpered as his lips traveled from your mouth to your throat. He shushed you as he smiled against your skin, biting it softly but retaining himself to mark you.

“God I can’t wait to be married to you so I can show the entire world that you’re mine, I’ll show everyone what a filthy good girl you are to your King.” Hal whispered in your ear and seeing him like that was making you completely question your virtue and if it was even as necessary as people made you think.

“I thought from your behavior that you didn’t want to be King.” You managed to let out and Hal chuckled.

“How can I make you queen, my queen, if I don’t accept my obligations as an heir to become the King?” He playfully asked and stopped his kisses and before you could protest he simply locked the door. “Let me please you.” He lustfully said, waiting for your approval before guiding you to the luxurious bed of the room. Your nightgown wasn’t covering anything and Hal’s eyes were immediately captured by the view of your hardening nipples. His imposant hand captured your breast, massaging it softly, loving the soft sound you were making from such a little action.

“May I?” He asked his other hand ready to slip under your dress.

“Please my King” you moaned and his hand touched the wet patch of your undergarments. His fingers danced on your cunt, teasing you to hear you beg.

“What do you want?” His sultry voice asked, a playful smile on his face, clearly loving torturing you.

“I want you to touch me.” You said and he made an unapproving sound.

“Aren’t you supposed to beg for your king to please you?” His emerald eyes were now piercing your skin.

“Please, your Highness, I’m begging you, I need release, I’m begging you to please me.” The words escaped your lips with difficulty from how your mind was fogged with desire.

“Such a good girl, a good whore for her Lord.” It was easy to spot the double meaning of his sentence, he seemed to be like his brother said “not a man of faith” and you liked it.

“I’ll always be a good whore for my Lord.” You said, looking at him through your lashes and felt his fingers finally move, touching perfectly your bundle of pleasure, toying it, caressing it exactly like you needed.

“Let me taste you” he told you in his desperate tone and when you nodded he licked your folds, tasting you like he always wanted to. He was hungry, hungry for you as he passionately kissed your cunt, acting like your moan was some sort of drug keeping him going.

“I need more, please”.

He playfully humed. “What more do you need?”

“I need you to fill me up” Hal chuckled before entering one of his slender fingers in you.

“More, more, please” you begged him, wetness pooling between your thighs as his mischievous smile was on your clit. A second finger found your pussy before he began pumping in and out perfectly. His mouth was always sending shivers down your spine as he licked you so greatly.

With his other hand he was palming himself,needing desperately the relief, you were making him crazy and his dick was too hard, he needed to fuck his own hand, moaning and groaning against your cunt.

“My Lord…” you moaned as you felt your high wash over you. At this moment you saw the way his hips were moving even more desperately as he came with you, moaning the name of the woman that seemed to have bewitched him.

“God I’m in love with you” he said after laying next to you, caressing softly your cheeks as you tried to come down from you high. “Let me marry you.”

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Published the 01/12/2022

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me, a supposed writer, when i can’t find the very specific scenario i made up in my head in any fanfic: am i- am i supposed to write it myself??

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Ahhh I saw you write for Austin so I was wondering if you could do one where it’s ofc a black reader but she was a very popular Nickelodeon actress and her and AUSTIN acted together but got separated for a bit but then they reunite during a new movie as they’re older and Austin’s just in awe with how she because as a actress and her she just got even prettier since they were kids?

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words: 1.4k

warnings: slight anxiety

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Anyone passing by your trailer could hear you reread your lines while pacing. You were wrecked from stress, the idea of ruining the movie by failing was clouding your mind and making you feel like you could throw up at any moment. Elvis was a challenge for you and you were not planning on only playing your character, you were going to BE your character.

However, the stress didn’t only come from the pressure of failing, you were terrified at the idea of seeing Austin again after so long. You didn’t even know if he remembered you but you on the other hand you remembered him. You remembered the shy gazes on set when you still were kids, his red cheeks when you had to talk to each other and most importantly the huge crush you had on him. A crush that only worsened with the time. Now, you had the occasion to act once again with him, which felt like a blessing and a curse at the same time.

As you were beginning to rip your hair out from stress you heard a knock on your trailer’s door and understood that it was the moment to get ready to film. The person slowly opened the door.

“Hey Y/n, I’m sorry to bother you, you seem…busy,” the makeup artist chuckled, “ But we’re filming in 30 minutes so if you’re ready I can start your makeup.”

“Of course, let’s do this.” You slightly faked the excitement and followed the girl to the makeup trailer. In the end, it was a great moment of peace, being taken care of was very relaxing, you could loosen up a little bit and you were glad for it.

“And… it’s done!” The makeup artist announced with pride as you watched the 60’s makeup complimenting your features.

“Thank you so much.” You admired her work and then watched her in the mirror as you spoke.

“It’s my job.” She smiled while fixing your hair before letting you go on set as you were already dressed up.

When you arrived, Baz was already leading the extras and the technical team. You came to see him and remarked that he seemed satisfied to see that you were already perfectly ready. You followed his directions and once everyone was ready you began filming. It was exhausting as the perfectionism of Baz was showing but you were glad you could work with someone as talented as him.You didn’t have a lot of scenes with Austin, and today was one of the scenes without him which was somehow relieving.

“Perfect guys, let’s take a break.” Baz’s voice resonated on set and you sat on your chair, sipping your coffee and rehearsing your next lines.

“You were incredible, even incredible if I dare to say it.” The voice nearly made you jump and you looked at the boy next to you, not believing your eyes.

Austin was here, with a genuine smile on his face, looking at you with admiration, scanning every part of your outfit.

“Austin!” You exclaimed before he took your hands, lifting you from your chair to take you in his arms. “I could never imagine seeing you after so long.” You slightly laughed before taking a step back to look at the gorgeous boy. He was already in his Elvis costume, with his hair slicked back except for some strands that decorated his forehead, his blue eyes were perfectly complemented by the black liner under his eyes. “You were made for this role.” You simply stated.

“So were you.” He smirked before twirling you, making you laugh lightly. God, he liked your laugh, even younger he had always liked it, your smile, the joy radiating from you, it was making him feel crazy. He secretly bit his lips when he saw the way your dress flowed around you like a ballet dancer.

After that, Austin had to film some scenes and before you even knew it it was the end of the day.

“Can I take you out for dinner mama?” He said with a smirk, exaggerating his EIvis voice and accent to earn the right to hear your pretty laugh again.

“Well, if you insist, how can I refuse?”

Dinner with Austin was perfect. You chatted about the old times, remembering every little story from your childhood and pre-teens years, when the two of you would be so clumsy on camera because of your inexperience.

“I can’t believe we get to work together again.” He said as he looked at you, your pretty figure that he looked at on social media all those years when you were apart more than he liked to admit it. “You’re absolutely stunning y/n.” He breathed and it took you a little bit aback, not ready to hear him say something like that with such a voice.

“Thanks, you are stunning too.” You feigned confidence when in reality your nails were deep in the palm of your hand. Austin placed his hand on top of yours, slightly caressing it.

“Is everything alright?” He concernedly asked. The way his eyes searched for yours reassured you.

“Of course Austin.” You felt yourself relax from his touch and the rest of the night was spectacularly good: Austn was good, he was even great, he made you laugh and feel so appreciated and interesting. You understood why the younger you had such a crush on him.

Austin even insisted on walking you back to your Airbnb, which was very sweet considering what time it was and the fact that he had to start filming really early the next day.

“I’m really glad that we got to see each other again, I was really stressed you know.” You slightly chuckled and he smiled. He shyly entangled his fingers with yours and the warmness of his skin was unbelievably comforting.

“I’m so proud of you y/n, I always knew you were going to be an absolutely amazing actress and it was not only because of my huge crush on you.” You quickly turned your face to him, clearly surprised by his confession.

“You had a crush on me?” You asked completely dumbfounded, a smile on your face and Austin laughed kindheartedly, clearly amused by your reaction.

“Yes I did! You were so pretty, you still are, you’re even more pretty now.” The way your eyes widened made him laugh even more.

“But I was the one who had a crush on you!” You exclaimed and Austin looked at you.

“If only I weren’t such a shy kid I could have dated the most gorgeous woman I know then.” He smirked, waiting for your reaction. You heard in his voice the sincerity of his voice and you felt like you were drowning in his blue eyes. “Are we there?” he asked as you were finally in front of your building. That took you off of your reveries and you simply nodded before tapping the code of your building, your hand still in Austin’s one.

“I had a perfect night thanks to you y/n.” He smiled without letting go of your hand.

“I had a great time too, thank you Austin.” The two of you looked at each other, Austin completely lost in your beauty, admiring every aspect of you, the way you decided to style your curls tonight and the golden light of the street lights, how it was complimenting your skin and how your white shirt contrasted perfectly with your skin.

“Can I kiss you?” He almost whispered and you quickly nodded, feeling like you had waited for that the whole night.

He sweetly tasted your lips, slowly and sensually, fully enjoying the moment. You were so sweet to him and his movements were delicate almost as if he was afraid he would scare you away if he let his eagerness slip. The feeling of his tongue was like you were eating some kind of forbidden fruit. The kiss was so pure, filled with want of course, but mostly with the huge affection you had for each other. When Austin finally decided to make it end you felt like you had lost a part of yourself. You slightly bit your lips as you saw his reddened cheeks that were making him much less intimidating and a lot more adorable.

“Sleep well.” He simply said as he kissed your forehead.

“You too,” You smiled before adding, “Please, text me when you get home, I want to be sure you arrived safely.”

Austin’s mouth escaped a chuckle at your concern and cuteness before nodding. “I will, don’t worry.”

You couldn’t help yourself when you suddenly crashed your lips on his before quickly running up the stairs to escape his remark on your kiss, already impatient to receive his text and to see him on set tomorrow.

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published the 29/08/2022

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omg I loved to conceive an heir so much!!

I’m actually writing a The King fic and I love it so much, I can’t wait to post it 

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I’m actually writing a The King fic and I love it so much, I can’t wait to post it 

#the king #Timothee Chalamet #henry v #prince hal #king hal #timothée chalamet x reader

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Hi! Can you write and imagine where reader and timmy meet again for the first time since he cheated on her ,and he wants her back ? 💖

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“Do I really have to come?” You annoyedly asked throughout the phone, not wanting to come to the little party she was organizing at her home to catch up with all your friends.

“Y/n you have to come, it’s been so long since we last saw you, it will be fun I promise.” She gushed and you sighed. It was true, you hadn't seen your friends since a long time, since your breakup with Timothée. He was their friend too and since you didn’t want to see him you simply decided to not see them, not ready to face the boy. “It’s because of Tim, right?” You heard your friend say with a serious tone and you sighed. You always acted like the breakup didn’t affect you in front of your friends but you knew that deep down they knew how crushed you were.

“I don’t care about Timothée,” you announced, trying to be as convincing as possible, “Look, I’ll be here but I don’t guarantee you that I’ll stay long.” You immediately explained, trying to cover you up in case seeing the boy was too much for you.

“Thank you Y/n, see you tomorrow.” She almost screamed in your ear before you hung up, feeling anxious. You knew you had to face him sooner or later, having to finally move on.

When the day finally came, you dressed well, too well, and felt silly, knowing that you were doing that for Timothée. You wanted to make him regret it. Make him regret the way he made you feel when you learned the news. The way you thought for weeks that YOU were the problem, that you weren’t attractive enough for him. He made you feel so insecure, so ugly. You left the house scared, angry, and apprehensive of what was yet to come.

Like you thought, you weren’t ready to face the boy. When your eyes met his green orbits you could feel all the destroying feelings that you felt a month before. However, you quickly fighted against it, and went to greet all your friends. You could feel his eyes on you, his look almost begging you to look at him, knowing damn well the power he still had on you. You sat with your friends, talking and drinking, trying to ignore the curly haired boy still looking desperately at you.

Eventually, it all felt too much, you felt like you would break down right now in front of everyone. Seeing the boy you once loved, you still loved deep down. You excused yourself to your friends and went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, to cool down. When you pushed the glass door of your friend’s balcony before filling your lungs with a deep breath of fresh night air. You watched the city lights, almost nostalgically. While you were getting ready to take a cigarette out of your pack, you saw a hand holding out one for you. You looked up, meeting Timothée’s soft glaze. You took the cigarette with an almost inaudible “thanks”, Timothée simply smiled before lighting his.

The first minutes were awkwardly silent. The two of you just inhaled and exhaled the smoke without talking or even looking at each other. You could still feel his eyes on you and you wondered if the goosebumps were from the fresh air or him.

“I’m sorry.” You heard him say as he was now leaning against the balcony, the city lights reflected on him, the slight breeze in his hair. You were shocked by his nonchalance, like he was apologizing for something you should have already accepted.

“You’re sorry?” you asked a little bit irritated. “Is it really the only thing you can tell me right now?”

Timothée slightly sighed. “Y/n, I apologized so much. What I did was noy okay, it was awful and I know it. It… I hurted you and I’m deeply sorry. I know it’s not something you can forgive and forget but please, please give me another chance.”

You were smoking your cigarette like it was the only thing that would stop you from crying in front of his watchful eyes.

“You destroyed me Timothée. Do you know how many hours, days and nights, I spent hating on myself, wondering why I haven’t been enough, what was wrong with me? Do you know the humiliation I felt Timothée ? Knowing that everyone saw you cheating on me. I always did so much for you, accepted so much: your fame, your frustration from work, your work schedule, the fact that you had to leave me for month to shoot movies, seeing you being with all these pretty actresses and models, being compared to your exes, insulted on social media. I bore all of that for you, because I love you and you weren’t even able to do the bare minimum, you weren’t even able to respect me.” Tears were coating your eyes and your efforts to not let them fall were useless as you felt your cheeks wetenning. Timothée quickly wiped your tears with his free hand before cupping your face.

“I love you so much Y/n, I couldn’t stop thinking about you all this time, I need you. Without you everything is so difficult, it’s awful. I’m begging you, my love, please.” Timothée was looking at you and you could see the pain in his eyes but you could also feel the pain of his betrayal in your heart.

“I’m sorry Timothée, I can’t, I’m still here for you but I can’t trust you anymore.” You took his hand in your, feeling the touch of his skin against yours before crushing your cigarette and throwing it.

Your heart broke when you left him on the balcony, a fake smile on your face to say goodbye to your friends before going back to your home, thinking about timothée, thinking about the good memories and dreaming about your life, your love with him, the love you will never have anymore.

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published the 10/08/2022

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Cannes Film Festival (pt.2)

Austin Butler x black actress!reader

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genre: smut, fluff

words: 2.6k

warnings: smut, unprotected sex (don’t do that), oral (m receiving), bad manager lol

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“You look like a mess today.” stated your manager as she eyed you from the front of the car. “Did you even sleep? I told you you needed to rest for today, I don’t want you to be tired in front of anyone there.” You muttered an insult under your breath before looking at the view you had from the window. Your manager was a part right, you did look like a mess, you were tired from last night, having a beginning hangover from the alcohol you consumed. The worst thing is that you couldn’t think of anything else than Austin and the night you had with him. His bright blue eyes, full lips, charming smile, the way his muscles were flexing under your touch, the sound of his raspy voice.

“Y/n, let’s go.” you heard your manager say as she opened the car door for you to get out. “And please, smile.” She annoyingly said before heading to the room where the first film of the day would be screened. You took some time to talk with fans and take pictures with them, loving the contact with the people that made you what you were today. As you turned around you assisted at the crowd being crazy at the arrival of Austin but you understood them, you were also feeling a little bit weak in the knees. Austin was gorgeous as always, his charisma radiated from him, his hair slightly messy and his smile, his perfect smile that was so contagious. He finally met your eyes and flashed you a special smile with a discret (or he thought so) wink. You slightly waved at him, a little bit taken aback, feeling like every eye was on you.

You began to walk off slowly so he could catch you up and he did. He walked just next to you, lowering his head so people couldn’t see him talk to you or understand what he was talking about.

“I’m glad to see you,” he began while trying to hide his smile, “Did you sleep well? I hope you’re not mad that I left without saying goodbye.” He looked discreetly at you.“I’m not mad at you Austin.” You stated, “And I slept very well, late, but well.” Austin laughed

a little bit while slightly shaking his head.

“So…” he started a little unsure as you finally arrived in the hall.

“So?” you softly asked, a little bit amused at his changing of demeanor.

“What do you think about the note I left you?” he eyed you nervously, still trying to fake a confident persona.

“Oh yeah the note,” you chuckled, “Should I dress casual?” Austin almost sighed in relief when he saw that you were okay with his idea.

“Yeah, yeah, of course. Casual is perfect.” You softly smiled before excusing yourself to join your manager.

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When the end of the day finally arrived, you were slightly exhausted, your body had endured movies, meetings, your manager, some interviews. You were trying to rest in the car, your head against the car window, eyes closed trying to not be nervous about your future date and mostly trying to not bang your head from all your manager’s talking.

Once you finally arrived at your hotel room, you almost ran to your room, it was nine and you only had an hour to get ready before Austin came to take you out. You sprinted to your shower, wanting to refresh yourself after a long day. As you were washing your face, trying to take off all the makeup that was still on your face, you were struggling to not wet your hair, not wanting to ruin your curls and coils before your date. When you finally stepped out of the showder you checked your phone, Austin had messaged you 2 minutes ago to tell you that he will be here in 10 minutes. You had 8 minutes to get ready, and you didn’t feel like you would be able to do it. You privileged the choice of your outfit, going for something casual like he told you. With the short time you still had you decided to restyle slightly your hair before only being able to do a very natural makeup where all your imperfections could be seen, you really hoped the darkness outside will cover everything.

You heard the sound of a car and immediately looked at your phone to see Austin informing you that he was parked below your hotel, waiting for you. You rushed downstairs, hoping no one would question why you were going out or repeat it to your manager.

Once outside, you headed to Austin's car, seeing him in the driver’s seat. You hopped in the passenger’s seat and saw his face lit up.

“I thought you wouldn’t come.” He said while placing a kiss on your hand that made you slightly laugh.

“ I wouldn't miss it for the world.” You simply answered and admired his smile as he began to drive. “So, no driver huh?” You asked with a smirk

“Yeah, I wanted it to be just us.” he said and you looked at him, appreciating his profile in the lights of the city. “You’re incredibly pretty tonight.” He said while looking at you through the rearview mirror, his hand on your thigh.

“Thank you Austin, I didn’t have the time to get ready.” You said while putting your hand on his. He slightly shook his head as he smiled, “You’re perfect in either way.” He told you before parking. “Here we are.” You watched your surroundings and saw that you were a little bit above Cannes, you could see the panorama of the city. “Wow,” You exclaimed while admiring the city but also the man next to you, “It’s beautiful.” You felt like you were talking more about him than the landscapes.

“I’m glad you like it.” He arranged your seats a little bit so the two of you could really be comfortable before opening the windows to enjoy the fresh air of the night.

“Thank you for bringing me some peace between all of that.” You sighed and Austin took your hand in his.

“What do you mean?” he worriedly asked and you caressed the back of his hand with your thumb.

“I don’t know, everything happening is just, so much, too much.” You searched for your words and got lost in Austin’s eyes.

“You mean the festival?” He softly asked and you nodded.

“Yes but also, this life I’m leaving, going from photoshoots to photoshoots, interviews to filming, always being controlled, not being able to do whatever I want…” You prevented your tears from flowing and he listened to you before sweetly stroking your cheek.

“I understand how difficult it can be Y/n, but sometimes I wish we could do this job without all the restrictions that come with it.” He understandably told you.

“I’m so afraid, Austin.” You said with a sad look in your eyes.

“Afraid?” you nodded before explaining yourself.

“It all feels so ephemeral, what if some day it all stops like it started.” He nodded while listening to you.

“You’re so talented, you have many qualities, you’re mesmerizing, beautiful, you always have the right word, you’re sweet and funny. Why would it end?” He genuinely asked and you sadly laughed.

“What are you afraid of?” You questioned him and heard him hum while thinking.

“I think I’m afraid of not deserving everything I have. I always have this huge imposter syndrome and it’s eating me up.” He explained to you, searching for every word to express his feelings and you agreed with him.

“It feels good to have someone who understands me.” You told him and he nodded. “I wish for us to be happy.”

“I’m happy when I’m with you.” He whispered and you looked at him, seeing his warm smile.

It didn’t take long for you to crash your lips onto his, kissing him slowly to show him the affection you had for him. Your lips were moving against each other so perfectly. Your tongue quickly found his, playing with it before you sucked and bit his bottom lips, hearing his whimpers.

When you finally decided to end the kiss, Austin was looking at you like, his pupils completely blown out, and you felt like you were drowning in his gaze. You quickly jumped on top of him, your arms around his neck while your eyes traveled from his to his lips now glossy and red from the kiss you shared. Austin smirked before kissing your neck, loving the way you were reacting to his touch. His hands were now under your shirt, softly caressing the skin of your waist and your fingers entangled in his hair, slightly pulling at it. As he kept kissing you you could feel under you his bulge getting harder. You needed to please him. You began to grind on him, the movement making the both of you feel good as you could feel his teeth biting you harder with each of your movements. You lifted his chin with your fingers making you look at you. You felt like you could come from the view you had in front of your eyes. Austin looked up at you, waiting eagerly for any word to do exactly what you wanted him to do, his swollen lips almost in a pout because you just had stopped him in his action of pleasing you and the slight way he was bucking his hips to try to earn more friction.

“You’re the mesmerizing one.” You said before going back to your seat, seeing his lost puppy eyes. However, his look quickly changed when he saw you unbuttoning his pants, lowering them before palming his bulge through his underwear.

“Already so hard for me huh?” you cockily asked him, earning a chuckle.

“Can you blame me? Look at you.” He simply answered and you felt a little bit flustered. You finally lowered his underwear to see his hard cock. Austin looked at you, waiting for any of your movements that could relieve him. You took his cock in your hand, listening to the breathy moan he let out, spreading the precum on his tip with your thumb and feeling him move slightly under you. Austin was very sensitive and you learned it in only one night with him.

Your tongue traced a little circle around his tips, making his mutter insanities. Your hand was on the base, stroking him slowly, your mouth now enveloping his tip as he prevented the sounds from coming out of his mouth.You slowly sucked him, stopping him from moving by putting one of your hands on his thigh.

“Y/n, please, faster.” Austin almost begged and you stopped your movements to remind him that you were the one having the power in this.

“You really have to get quiet if you want me to please you.” You told him and Austin nodded, his cheeks red from pleasure and excitation.

You started once more to please him, faster this time, tasting him and bobbing your head up and down, making his dick throb in your mouth. Austin was trying to stay in place and keep quiet. You looked up and the view was too much for you. Austin was completly fucked up, his eyes rolling and shutting, his bottom lip trapped in his teeth. Your hand on his cock finally found your own underwear, playing with your clit, moaning softly.

“Y/n stop, I’m gonna-” you abruptly stopped, hearing a sigh from Austin before he relaxed his muscles and caught his breath. “You’re so good.” he smiled and caressed your cheek sweetly.

“I need you in me,” you whispered to him, “fuck me Austin.” Your look was too much for Austin and his lips immediately crashed onto yours, in a rough and horny way. You hopped on top of him once more, your wet panties rubbing on Austin’s dick, making him grunt in your mouth and his nails scratching your waist. One of his hands traveled to your panties, pushing it to the side before rubbing his tip against your clit, making you sigh in pleasure. You ended the kiss, your hands entangled in his hair.

“You’re so wet,” his voice was shaky from the excitement, “you’re ready right?” you nodded and Autin kissed you wildly while he got inside you, deeply, stretching you so good. You opened your mouth to moan, making the kiss sloppier and dirtier.

Austin guided your hips to make you move, touching every part inside you that made you go crazy. Your moans were resonating in the car and you were glad Austin brought you to a place where nowhere went at this time. Austin’s hips were moving at the same time as you to hit even deeper in you. His teeth grazed your neck while letting out deep groans at the feeling of you around him. “You’re still so tight, you were made for me.” He spoke for himself, the two of you too lost in pleasure to understand what you were saying. Your movements became faster and faster, trying to fit him in even deeper, wanting to feel him in your belly. “I wish I could fill you up baby, I want you to be completely full of me.” He breathed in your ear and the idea made you drool.

“Austin, come in me, please, fill me up.” You didn’t know what got into you at this moment but Austin was making you crazy, you wanted to be his, you wanted him to be yours.

“You’re begging me? You’re a fucking cum slut y/n.” He breathly said with a cocky smirk as he placed his thumb on your clit to lead you to your orgasm. It was all too much, you could feel his dick so deep inside you, the feeling of him playing with your clit, his breath and teeth tickling your neck and his moans and dirty talking. The hot feeling in your stomach grew from second to second. You quickly grabbed Austin cheeks, kissing him roughly as you came, your pussy throbbing around him, making him moan in your mouth as you screamed your pleasure in his. He bit your bottom lip as you felt his hot cum in your cunt as his hips were thrusting harder in you. Your pussy was milking him and he couldn’t help the moans he let out and the way our name was rolling off his tongue.

Once all the tension came down you tried to get back to your seat but Austin kept you in place, caressing your waist. “Thank you for being here.” He sweetly said while kissing all of your face, making you laugh.

“Thank YOU, you make me happy too, you know.” You kissed his cheek and jaw as he found some tissues in his car to clean you before getting you and him dressed.

“Should we plan another date or..?” He asked and you found adorable the way he was always nervous before asking you that.

“Obviously, what about a restaurant next time?” You smiled at him and he hit his lips to hide his smile.

“Sounds good to me.” he answered before taking the way back to your hotel.

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You managed to sneak the both of you in your hotel room. Austin laughed as he laid on the bed before taking you in his arms, kissing softly your head and playing with your hair. It would normally piss you off but Austin was so kind in his movements that you let him. You finally fell asleep against Austin’s chest, loving the movements and sounds of his breath and the smell of his cologne. Neither of you wanted to talk about the future and what will happen to your little relationship once the Festival will end and that you will have to go back to your everyday life, far from each other.

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I created this blog to allow black girls to feel more comfortable with reading x reader, as a black person I saw how much we weren’t really represented in the fanfic community

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Published the 13/07/2022

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Could you write an imagine where y/n and Timmy are friends with benefits and she always leave after sex but this time Timothee ask her to stay the night?

Hi anon! I hope you like this thank you for your request ! 🤎

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genre: smut, fluff

words: 1.5k

warnings: smut, slight sub!timothée

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Can you come over tonight? I miss you 

You chuckled at Timothée's message, he was so eager to see you even if you saw each other yesterday. At first you saw each other once a week then once every 4 or 3 days, and now he wants to see you everyday. You find it weird but still cute. 

Your relationship with timothée was quite simple, you were friends with benefits. You developped this relationship after the two of you had sex after a party.

It was so simple between the two of you, you didn’t feel awkward or that you had to behave a certain way for him to appreciate you. Everything was so natural with Timothée, you felt good with him, even great. He was sweet, attentioned, attentive, everything you could dream of. But he was also your friend, the greatest friend you had and you didn’t want to ruin everything just because you liked him, so you kept in engulfed in you. 

As you got ready before going to his house you listened to the playlist he had made for you, swaying your hips and singing, remembering the many times you were doing that together and it made you feel so euphoric. You remembered how he made you swing and laugh when the two of you danced on these songs. 

Timothée house was 15 minutes away from your home. You were there quickly, now waiting for him to open the door for you. When he finally did you could feel some nervousness in him and it was strange. Timothée never was nervous with you, you were never nervous with Timothée.

“Hi, I was waiting for you.” he smiled sweetly to you before letting you the space to come in. You slightly looked at him but you didn’t catch his eyes following your every movement and every curve of your body.

“Are you okay Tim?” You simply asked, a little bit concerned from the stress that was radiating from him. 

“Yeah, yeah, I just needed to see you.” he softly said in your ear and when you turned your face to see him better, his lips met yours in a passionate kiss. You almost moaned at how his hands found their way under your shirt to caress the skin under it. 

He advanced forward as you tried to follow his steps by walking backward until your back hit the wall. Timothée made you wrap your legs around his waist as your hands were now pulling on his brown curls. His teeth were biting your lips, making you let out sweet pleasure sounds. You felt your breasts cupped by his hand but the overwhelming sensation of his bulge on your core was monopolizing all of your attention. 

The two of you separated to breathe but you were still looking at each other with so much tension. 

“Bed?” Timothée asked with a smirk he was trying to hide

“Bed” You nodded and answered determinedly before he took you hand to guide you to his bedroom that you already knew well as the two of you giggled.

Timothée pushed you on the bed, climbing on you, smiling with a loving look in his eyes. His hands traveled from your chest to your calves, loving to feel everytime the goosebumps he was causing. He took off his shirt and the view of his body and his messy curls was just incredible. It was as if you were in front of an ancient Greek god statue and you wished you could keep this image in your mind forever. He came back on you, now kissing and biting your neck as his name was rolling out of your mouth in pleasured sighs. Timothée rubbed his bulge against you to relieve the need he was feeling. His piercing green eyes were fixated on your face distorted by the pleasure and a smile was creeping on his face from how he was able to make you crazy. He grabbed the sides of your shorts in order to lower and remove them. You suddenly felt his fingers tracing the shape of your pussy, while his teeth were sinking into your skin. He took his time to touch the damp patch on your panties. His fingers finally encircled your clit, making you suddenly bite your bottom lip to repress a moan from escaping. 

“I want to hear you, why are you stopping yourself?” He asked in a cocky tone. 

“I need you so bad…please.” You mewled and he lifted your top to admire your breasts. His tongue traced a lign from your stomach to your right breast, circling your nipple with his tongue until he felt it hardened in his mouth. His fingers were still playing with your clit and the two feelings combined were delicious. 

“Fuck me…” he whispered in your ear and you couldn’t help but moan at his words, loving the effect you had on him, feeling his hard cock rutting against your thigh. 

“You’re so hard.” You muttered and he groaned deeply.

“And you’re so wet, I can’t wait anymore, please y/n.” He almost begged you, a satisfied smirk creeped on your face as you switched your position, having him now under you, his bulge right where you needed him the most and your legs encircling his thighs. He had a completly fucked up expression on his face but you were sure you had the same look on your face. 

You were grinding on Timothée, completely addicted to his sounds and the feeling. You unbuttoned his pants before standing up to take them off. His dick slightly slapped his stomach, the tip was red, slowly throbbing and leaking, so hungry for you and you almost drooled at the sight, feeling the wetness in your panties get worse by the second. You quickly took off your already damped panties. Timothée’s eyes were traveling the length of your figure, admiring the view of you like you were the Sun goddess, and that was really who you were in his mind when you’re skin was absorbing the sun and reflecting it ten times better on him. 

“You’re so beautiful, I can’t take my eyes off you.” He managed to tell you as you placed yourself upon him, searching for a condom in his nightstand drawer. You smiled when you heard him, flustered at his words. Once you finally found it, you opened it and began to slowly stroke Timothée's dick, listening to his whimpers like it was the sweetest music you ever heard. 

“Y/n…” Timothée moaned and you entangled your fingers in his curls to feel the softness of them.

“Shh baby, I’m right here, be patient.” You whispered and put on him the condom, seeing how impatient he was to be in you. 

When you finally sank over him, the hotness of your pussy slowly engulfed him, his eyes rolled. His nails gripped your waist as he tried to move his hips to be totally deep in you. 

“You’re so good, it’s like I’m fucking addicted.” He growled and your nails scratched his chest in pleasure. You could feel his dick stretching you and his nails now scratching your back as he moved your hips at the same time as you. The only things that could be heard were the name of each other rolling out of your mouth. Your hands were exploring the other body, not wanting to stop feeling the other’s skin, loving the electric sensation. The feeling of Timothée inside you was so good, his fingers pinching your nipples. It almost felt forbidden to feel so good. 

“Timothée!” You moaned as he engulfed you in his arms, holding you tight while fucking you, chasing his high while still trying to make you come. His movements were getting sloppier but you could feel it, you could feel the pleasure exploding in your stomach, making you roll your eyes and hold on to Timothée as if your life depended on him. Your moans were clouding his mind and the warmness of your skin and pussy were the only thing he could think about at this moment. His teeth sinked in your neck, trying to stop himself from screaming your name and praises. You felt his dick throbbing in you and you couldn’t help your own throbs as a warm sensation filled your pussy.

Timothée was out of breath, his eyes closed, still hugging you. You waited for him to take off and trash his condom. When he came back and laid next to you you sat up, not wanting to bother him, you never stayed, feeling it was too intimate. 

Timothée watched your back as you were putting back on your clothes. He hesitated before speaking.

“Y/n?” He softly asked and you hummed to make him know you were listening, “Can you stay please?” he almost whispered, not sure of your reaction. You froze a little bit, not expecting him to ask you that.

“Yeah, of course, I can do that.” You answered sweetly, stroking his cheek before laying next to him. He quickly took you in his arms, loving to feel the warmness of your skin against his. This was something he could definitely be used to, and while he listened to your soft breath informing him that you were asleep, he couldn’t help the warm feeling of love engulfing him.

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a/n: I hope you liked this story!

I’m taking requests.

Likes, reblogs and comments are well appreciated!

I created this blog to allow black girls to feel more comfortable with reading x reader, as a black person I saw how much we weren’t really represented in the fanfic community

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This is my work, please don’t repost it, translate it or take it without my permission.

Published the 09/07/2022

#black reader #timothee chalamet x black reader #timothee chalamet x you #timothee imagine #timothee fanfic #timothée chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet fluff #timothée chalamet x reader smut #timothee chalamet smut