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#timothee blurb
meetmyothersouls · 1 year
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Write a Timmy smut to celebrate 2K!!
Been thinking this up throughout today :)
Five in Five
Warnings: friends to lovers, smut, dirty talk
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It's around 2:45 am when the heat from Timothee's body wakes you. You untangle your legs from his and slide your arm from underneath his neck wondering how a man so lean can produce that much body heat. He groans softly in his sleep, and you wait until he's turned over to get up and go to the bathroom. You're sure that if he sees you creeping out of his bedroom, your only chance to go to pee will be blown.
You tip toe out of his room, leaving the door open for easy access when you return and as you cross the hall for the bathroom, your eyes wander downstairs to his front doors. They're massive double doors made of dark oak standing at least fifteen feet high. For a second, you think of leaving, like you always do. You never stay the night with Timothee...well not a full night. Having sex with him and leaving once he falls asleep was just a thing you guys did. You've always left, ever since he took your virginity in a vacant Marriot hotel room during the 11th grade La Guardia field trip to Los Angeles. It wasn't until years later, you realized Timothee wanted more than that. And it's not that you don't want to be his girlfriend...it's just that being his girlfriend could mean losing him completely if things turned shitty. Losing him as a boyfriend would suck. Losing him as a friend...you weren't sure you could handle. So, you always stuck to this. Sex. Great sex. Sex that you'd only be able to get with someone that loves you just as much as you love them. You sleep with him; you tell him how much you love him-because you do-and you leave when he falls asleep. He's never mad, he's never upset (that you can see and the thought of that gnaws at you constantly) and he never brings it up when you see him again.
Until a few hours ago.
You think about it as you remove your gaze from his front door and tip toe into the bathroom. You never thought he'd convince you to stay the night, but here you are peeing in his overly expensive, self-cleaning toilet and washing your hands with $60 hand soap that smells like vanilla and lavender. You drag a hand over your face as you make your way back out, avoiding the temptation of the front door this time on your way back to his room.
The door is open the way you left it, and you walk softly into his room, jolting a little when you see Timothee sitting up in the bed. He's got his thin, white sheet draped over his naked bottom half and even though he looks half asleep, he also looks sad. Your heart breaks a little as you realize this is what he looks like when he wakes up and you aren't there.
"Relax," you whisper "I'm still here." You crawl back into Timothee's bed, climbing over his body to get back to your favorite spot on his mattress. "I told you I'd stay," you tease him in a whisper and kiss his shoulder.
Timothee relaxes a little, laying back down, holding his arm out for you to cuddle into him.
"Would it be so bad?" he asks after a few moments of silence. You thought he'd fallen back asleep, but he must have been thinking.
"What?" you answer.
"Being my girlfriend."
"Timothee-"
"No seriously, what would be so bad about it? You're used to fame, so that wouldn't be an adjustment for you. We both have crazy schedules, so you wouldn't have to worry about one of us being busier than the other. And I know everything about you, y/n. Everything."
You laugh at his confidence. He definitely knows everything about you. You'd been sleeping with him for twelve years and been friends for longer. But you weren't going to let him think he knows everything. "You don't know shit, Chalamet."
"Oh yeah?"
"Mhmm, though it's cute that you think you do."
Timothee turns over on his side, facing you. He gives you a quick kiss that instantly turns into a deeper one. You whine when he pulls away, wanting his tongue in your mouth. He's close still, his lips grazing yours occasionally when he talks. "I know everything about you, y/n. Platonically, sexually, mentally. I know everything."
You study his face for a moment. He looks quite sure of himself. "Okay then," you say "five facts about me that no one else knows in five minutes."
"Easy."
"Go on then."
"Number one, I know that if I drag my fingertips across your back" Timothee slides his hands under the back of your shirt, demonstrating his words. "I can have you asleep in less than ten minutes."
You roll your eyes, knowing it's true. He's gotten you to sleep that way many times before.
"Four more, tick tock," you tease him.
"Number two, I know how much anxiety ordering food gives you, so I know your order at every restaurant we've ever been to, so you don't even have to say anything."
His fingers are still tracing lines up and down your back and it takes everything in you not to close your eyes against him.
"Number three, I know that if I kiss your neck right here" Timothee demonstrates his words again, placing the softest kiss to the side of your neck. "I can have you ready for sex almost instantly."
"Ugh, fuck off, Timothee."
He's right again.
You're pretty sure he takes two extra minutes just kissing your neck, the fucker, and you let him because it feels so good.
"Number four, I know that" he pulls you on top of him so that you're straddling his waist "when you're riding my dick, I have to hold your right here because it feels so good, they shake." Timothee's hands grip your thighs, his long fingers indenting the skin on your legs.
"Number five, I know that if I suck one of your nipples into my mouth" He removes a hand from your thigh and removes your shirt. Immediately, he uses his index finger to circle one of your nipples. It hardens instantly at his teasing and peppers your skin in chills "I can get you to do whatever the fuck I want."
You're silent for a minute, feeling his hard dick under you. You contemplate holding it and sliding down onto it but decide to show him he's not the only one who knows everything about the other.
"How'd I do?" Timothee asks.
"Not bad," you admit. You tease his cock with your pussy, sliding him through your wet folds. "But now it's my turn."
"Can I fuck you first?"
"No, Timmy, you can't."
Timothee groans, pressing his erection against your heat.
"You know, you can't call me 'Timmy' and not let me fuck you."
You smile knowingly, satisfied in the use of a secret weapon you learned about not too long ago while having dinner in a very public setting.
"Patience is a virtue, Timothee. Anywho, Number one, I know that when I whisper in your ear, it gives you these cute little chills all over your skin." You lean forward letting your folds slide across his hard dick again. Timothee groans softly through gritted teeth, shaking his head slowly at you. "Like this," you whisper once you're inches from his ear and like you said, you feel his skin prickle with chills. You run your hands over his arms, still gripping your thighs just the way you like, attempting to erase some of the chills you created with your warmth.
"Skip the rest and let me fuck you, y/n," Timothee begs.
"But I've got four more," you pout.
Timothee groans again, pushing his dick against you.
"Number two, I know tha-"
Your words catch in your throat as Timothee shifts on his bed, flipping you onto your back. His knees nudge your legs open, and he runs his nose along your neck until he finds the spot that makes you weak. He kisses it lightly before sucking the skin into his mouth.
"Give it up, y/n. You know it's me you think about when someone else is trying...and failing...to make you come. You know it's me you've been talking yourself out of for years. Over a decade worth of depriving yourself of the one thing you know you need the most. Why? I'm right here and I'm entirely yours. Take me."
Your eyes bounce back and forth between his, until your lips crash into each other's. Tongues winding and twisting fighting for dominance. You love him. You always have and there is no escaping him. There never will be. Timothee breaks your heated kiss and begins lining his way down to your breasts in kisses. He licks around your nipple once he's reached his destination, then suck it into his mouth. And just like he said, in that moment, you're willing to do whatever he wants.
"Be mine and no others," he says to you in between kisses to your soft skin.
"Whatever you want," you say breathlessly.
"No. Say it. Say you'll be mine and mine alone."
Timothee slides a finger along your folds of your pussy, gently pressing a finger inside to you see if you're ready for him. When he decides your wet enough, he lines himself up with you entrance. You're bracing for him; your legs are wide open and waiting but so is he.
"Y/n."
"You can't leave me when things get hard. You can't give up on us, because I can't lose you, Timothee. If I tell you yes, then this is it."
"That's all I've ever wanted."
"I mean it; you can't leave me."
"Y/n," Timothee said, as he pushed all the way inside of you, "I'd never dream of leaving you."
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bonesandchalamet · 9 months
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slumber party - t.chalamet
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requested: y - “Hii, could you make one about Timothée and reader having a toddler,and just pure fluff please 🫶🏻”
pairings: dad!timothee chalamet x mom!reader
warnings: fluff + child has been given a name + established relationship
a/n: this is short I’m sorry love!
silence never fills the walls of your New York apartment anymore— at least not since aurora, your daughter, was born.
her presence has been a blessing, there’s no doubt to that, but when the silence exists it’s deafening. which is why you’re concerned at six am when the pitter-patter of little feet against the hardwood floor is nonexistent. she’s only four, you think to yourself, there’s no way she’s learned to sleep in yet.
Timothee, your husband, is dead asleep beside you. he couldn’t of heard a tornado hit with the way he sleeps, and you don’t blame him. work and production of the upcoming films he was in were beginning to start, and sleep was lacking with not only a toddler, but work.
so yes, he had his reasons to sleep in, but aurora didn’t.
you heave out a worried sigh, throwing the blankets off your body, exposing you to the cool air of the room. you slip on your slippers and trudge down the hall towards her bedroom. the homemade sign of her name Timothee made hangs loose on the door, the stickers her and Pauline stuck to the wood were fading, but stuck like glue. you push open the door carefully, to see her blinds are pushed open already, and she’s dressed herself.
“aurora,” your groggy voice jolts her head from the book in her lap, it’s timothees copy of dune that she stole because it reminder her of him. he spent months in the desert thinking of you two, and she spent months pretending the fat book in her lap was readable.
“mommy, is daddy awake?” she slips off the bed, book falling open onto the ground, she brushes past you headed straight for your bedroom door that’s closed. she doesn’t give you a second to reply, the man in the cozy bedroom is all she cares about and you don’t blame her. his presence was absent due to filming, any chance she got cozying up with him was a win in her book
you don’t have in your heart to warn her that he’s sleep. she’s already pushed open the door and by the time you slip into the dark room, she’s made herself comfortable in his arms. he’s barely awake, but when he felt her finger poke his chest, he unconsciously lifted his arms up.
you slip back under the sheets, turning in bed to look at the two. their mouths part the same way, their strains of curly brown hair fall over their faces in the exact same way.
you watch his eyes flutter open for a brief minute, he takes a look down at her, and then at you. your eyes are shut once again, forehead touching auroras, the two of you are sound asleep, and he doesn’t hesitate to sink further into the mattress and let sleep wash over him.
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houseofchalamet · 1 year
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Biggest Fan
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Pairing: Timothee Chalamet x f!Reader Summary: Reader has been absolutely filthy in the DMs and when she meets Timothée unexpectedly, he wants her to make good on her promises. Warnings: Smut (oral - male receiving), sexualizing a celebrity, technically a power imbalance, curse words. Word count: 2k
There was no way he’d ever see your DMs. He probably got thousands of messages a day; yours would get lost in a sea of countless others. And he was rarely ever on Twitter…
Still, you’d occasionally send some DMs anyway, just for the hell of it. It started tame. Telling him how much you loved his work, how excited you were for the next Dune movie… Small things like that. 
And then the thirst started.
It was all because of the Oscars… The damn Oscars. God, he looked so good. You felt like you were going to explode the second the shirtless image of him appeared on your TV screen. In the heat of the moment, you whipped out your phone and began typing every lewd thought that popped into your head.
Everything about him was perfect, from his hair down to the smallest details, like the rings on his fingers. You drank in every image you could find of his bare chest. Before you knew it, you were composing the nastiest paragraph you’d ever written in your life (up until that point, at least) and hitting send without a second thought.
God, it’s almost unfair how perfect you are. You’re so fucking sexy in your sparkly little jacket. I wanna taste every inch of you. I want you to fuck my mouth and make me gag on your cock. I want your cum running down my throat. I want you to fuck me so hard and fast that all I know is your name. I want you to absolutely obliterate me. I wanna be your personal fuckdoll… I’m fucking dripping just thinking about it. I need you inside me so fucking bad. I’m such a needy slut for you.
That was just the first one, and as time went on, they grew more graphic. It became an outlet, a way to get all of this sexual energy out. Your messages ranged from short, innocent sentences to long, erotic paragraphs detailing all of the depraved things you wanted him to do to you.
But he’d never see it.
Right?
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The club was full of drunk, sweaty bodies. You were perfectly content to stand in the corner all night with your best friend, Jess, and sway to the music, feeling the bass vibrate through the floor.
“Hey, isn’t he that guy you’re so obsessed with?” Jess asked, pointing discreetly to a group of guys in the corner.
Your jaw dropped as you realized you were standing in the presence of the Timothée Chalamet. He was with a group of friends and appeared to be having a good time. Your heart began to race in your chest.
“Come on,” Jess said, taking in your stunned appearance. She tugged your hand, starting to lead you in his direction, but you pulled back.
“Are you fucking insane? I can’t just walk right up to him, I’ll literally drop dead on the spot.”
“Okay, fine, don’t talk to him.” She held back a laugh at your outburst. “But you know if you don’t at least stand in the same general vicinity as him, you’ll hate yourself forever.” 
Damn. You hated when she was right.
You both weaved through the crowd, strategically placing yourselves closer and closer every few moments without making it too obvious. 
You fought the urge to keep glancing at him, though all you wanted to do was drink in his appearance. You weren’t sure you’d ever get the chance to see him in person again. 
Jess was talking about something Britney had said to her earlier - you weren’t really paying too much attention - when you tried to steal a glance at exactly the wrong moment.
His eyes met yours. 
And instead of looking away and pretending nothing had happened like a normal person would in this circumstance, you froze. Your eyes widened, giving you a slight deer-in-the-headlights expression. He broke into that adorable, lopsided smile you loved so much.
Then, to your surprise, he started moving toward you.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” you whispered to Jess.
“Wha-”
“Hey, I’m Timothée,” he said. Jess’s eyes widened, too, as she processed the situation. Holy fuck he was so close, you could smell him now. And he smelled good.
“I… I know,” you replied stupidly, the awe evident in your voice.
“I’m Jess, and this is (Y/N),” she stepped in for you. “It’s so nice to meet you.”
“You too,” he smiled. His eyes flicked back to you. His brow furrowed and his head tilted to one side as he took you in, but after a few seconds, he shook his head. “Sorry, have we met before?”
“Umm…” You pretended to think for a second, even though you’d definitely remember if you’d met this literal god before. “Nope, I don’t think so.”
“Hm… Weird. I thought I recognized you from somewhere.”
You shrugged this off; he’d probably met so many fans in so many countries, there was bound to be at least one other girl somewhere who somewhat resembled you.
He was extremely nice and offered to take photos with you. He hung around to chat for a few minutes before excusing himself back to his friends. Besides your general awkwardness - which he was probably used to, judging by the way he easily brushed it off - the interaction couldn’t have gone any better.
“He’s literally my future husband,” you told Jess dreamily as you both watched him walk away.
“Not if I marry him first,” she joked.
“Hey! At least share!” You pouted.
She jokingly stuck her tongue out at you, and then her eyes scanned the room. “Well, if my marriage to Timmy doesn’t pan out, I think I just found his replacement. Mind if I go dance?”
“Nah, go right ahead,” you replied. You leaned against a wall, focusing on your phone. You posted your photo with Timmy to Instagram, and then popped onto Twitter to make the photo your profile pic. Your moots were about to go feral. For a moment, your thumb hovered over the messages icon. 
Ah, why not?
Hot sweatpants, cutie. I’ll make you sweat and pant;)
You chuckled a little to yourself. God, that was a cringey one. Still, it was just for your entertainment, so why not?
You continued scrolling through Twitter, enjoying your fifteen minutes of fame as you were bombarded by a million questions, each more unhinged than the last (‘What did he smell like?’ ‘Who was he with?’ ‘Did you lick his hand? I would’ve licked his hand’ etc). You were in the middle of replying to someone when you heard a voice beside you.
“I know where I recognized you from!”
Your eyes met his green ones and your breath caught in your throat. You weren’t expecting any more attention from Timothée, but obviously welcomed it.
“Where’s that?” you asked, trying to be nonchalant. He pulled up his phone and showed you the screen.
Your eyes widened and your mouth dropped open. You were horrified as you took in Timothée’s view of your DM’s. He must have turned his read receipts off. He didn’t seem to notice your embarrassment as he scrolled up in the conversation a little.
“This is one of my favorites, ‘My ass is grass and I want you to mow it.’ Or that time you just sent the link to Deep Throat by Cupcakke.”
“Oh, god,” you said, putting your head in your hands. You couldn’t even deny that it was you; the profile picture gave you away. You wanted to spontaneously combust. “I didn’t think you’d actually see that.”
“I could tell…” he chuckled. Thankfully, he scrolled past your more… needy messages and focused on the ironic ones. “‘I would let you break my back in half, spit in my mouth, dislocate my jaw, pee on me, rip out my intestines, and then hit me with your car and I’d still be your biggest fan.’”
“Ugh, God,” you groaned. 
He smirked at you and you swore his eyes flicked down to your lips for a split second. When he spoke again, the joking tone had disappeared. “You think you’re my biggest fan?”
Your mouth opened but no words came out. You drew in a sharp breath. “I- uh… y-yeah.”
His voice dropped dangerously low; you were sure no one else could hear. “Would you be willing to prove it?”
His words swam around in your head and you struggled to make sense of them. Surely, you had misunderstood… You blinked, watching as his tongue swiped over his lips. 
“Absolutely.”
Before you could even process what was happening, he had taken your hand and led you down a hallway, somehow unseen by anyone else. He slipped you into a bathroom and shut the door behind you both. 
Pressing you against the door, he attached his lips to yours.
You felt yourself relax into him as he kissed you deeply. Suddenly, your shy side had disappeared and in its place stood the horndog who had written all those DMs. You gently bit his bottom lip and he wound his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer. You slipped your tongue into his mouth and he ground against you. You practically moaned; he was already hard. You reached down, stroking him through his pants. He was just as big as you’d imagined.
You pushed him back until he was leaning against the sink and were on your knees in an instant, tugging down his sweatpants. You licked your lips as his dick sprang free.
“Love reading your desperate little messages over and over again…” he sighed, his head dropping back a little as you stroked him slowly.
“Mmm… Yeah?” you smirked, taking the tip between your lips and sucking lightly. His eyes rolled back and his mouth dropped open as he gripped the counter for support. You could tell he was restraining himself from bucking his hips up into you.
“Fuuuuckkk yeaaah,” he hissed. Slowly, teasingly, you began to descend on him. “God, I jack off nearly every day to them… Love seeing how needy you are for me.”
Your brain practically stopped working; the situation you found yourself in was too good to even begin to comprehend. Timothée Chalamet had just admitted to enjoying your depraved fantasies while his dick was in your mouth. Your pussy was dripping.
You hummed in response, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head torturously slow. He seemed to understand the game you were playing and was happy to give you more.
“Sometimes I go onto your profile and scroll through your selfies and imagine fucking you just like you want me to.” One of his hands weaved into your hair, but he didn’t apply any pressure just yet. You took all of him in your mouth now, his tip nudging the back of your throat. You came back up slowly, running your tongue along the bottom of his shaft.
“Fuck,” he hissed again. You started to bob your head faster now. After a few moments, his restraint wavered and he began to thrust into you. You blinked up at him, eyes full of nothing but pure adoration as he fucked your mouth. “Fuck, (Y/N), you’re so fucking good for me… Gonna be a good girl and swallow my cum?”
“Mmmhm,” you hummed and he gasped at the feeling of your throat vibrating. He released another string of curses before you felt his hot cum shooting down your throat. You absolutely savored the moment, taking in every drop you could. You never wanted to forget this feeling; this taste. 
You bobbed your head a couple more times before pulling off, causing his legs to tremble. He caught his breath, pulling his pants back up. He looked down at you, knelt on the floor before him, eyes glazed over, cheeks flushed and lips swollen. 
He held out a hand to help you up, which you took. You frowned, unhappy that your encounter was over.
But as if reading your mind, he took your face in his hands. “Don’t look so disappointed. I’m not finished with you yet, love.”
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garfinkelstingle · 1 year
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heyy, I absolutely loved you timothée's fake ig posts. if you don't mind, could you do a part 3 for that one with blanca as face claim? that's ok if not. ty <3
social media au | timothee chalamet
click here for part one
click here for part two
pairing: timothee chalamet x celebrity!reader
warnings: swearing?? should be about it
a/n: HELLO!!!! it's been a hot minute! life has been lifing pretty hard right now (not even necessary in a bad way just in a "a lot" way) and so i've barely had time to breathe let alone post stuff on tumblr! but alas, winter break is here and i thought why not!!!! hope everyone's doing well & that you're happy with part 3 nonnie, even if it took me a literal eternity!! enjoy :) oh and also merriest of chritsmases to everyone celebrating!!!!
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yourinstagram fries before guys ;)
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sydney_sweeney too cute
yourfan97 oh to be a fry on y/n's place...
yourfan62 timothee chalamet is stronger than me because if y/n were to look at ME this way, i would be a puddle on the floor and in no way or shape capable of taking a picture of any kind of her 😭
tchamalet but not all guys right????
yourinstagram obviously
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timmyfan81 timmy really won the jackpot with y/n huh??????
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tchalamet stay spooky
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zendaya scary boi
yourinstagram the scariest
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florencepugh you should do a edward scissorhands reboot lol
tchalamet this is my petition for just that
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timmyfan72 he literally looks so good how?????
timmyfan99 pov you've never seen edward scissorhands and now don't want to unless timmy plays edward
yourinstagram the edward to my kim ♥️
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yourfan62 no but i'm like 113% convinced this was a couple's costume you cannot change my mind ever
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tchalamet feliz cumpleaños mi amor ❤️
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yourfan62 will i ever be okay with this??? the answer is NO NEVER EVER EVER
timmyfan89 timmy really is beyond in love with her it's too cute i literally can't 😭😭😭😭
tomholland2013 hey y/n happy birthday mate!
yourinstagram thanks tom!!!
timmyfan91 happiest of birthdays to the one that makes timmy the happiest (thus making us fans even happier) 🤍
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yourinstagram ti amo ❤️
tchalamet ❤️❤️
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yourfan62 NO BECAUSE WHO GAVE THEM THE FUCKING RIGHT TO BE THIS FUCKING PERFECT IM LITERALLY SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AAAHHHHH
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timmyfan73 they are my literal parents i do not care what anyone has to say i am their child and that's that
yourfan93 WHERE DO YOU HAVE THIS FROM?????
yourfan62 they were seen together in LA not too far from timmy's house yesterday 😭😭
timmyfan66 honestly i'd bet my left foot that they're living together i mean she's seen there CONSTANTLY now even when he seems to be out of town
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yourinstagram forever vacay w u <3
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jennaortega too cute!!
florencepugh crashing your vacation next time cause this just looks too good to pass up on
yourfan62 ok but they are literal soulmates i said what i said
timmyfan18 the arms around her neck no i'm nOt okay 😭😭
tchalamet forever & always
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tchalamet 365.
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haileesteinfeld can't believe it's already been a year of you and tiny foot!!!!
yourinstagram my feet aren't tiny his are just... never mind 💀
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timmyfan71 HOW HAS IT BEEN A YEAR ALREADY WHAT???
harrystyles i do feel entitled to credit considering that i took this masterpiece of a picture
yourinstagram & counting
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yourfan62 NO BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN TELLING EVERYONE FOR CLOSE TO A YEAR TOO I HAVE LITERALLY BEEN CALLING THIS FROM THE BEGINNING IM A FUCKING GENIUS
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yourinstagram time really does fly by fast when you're happy, huh? can't believe it's already been a year of absolute and utter bliss with my favorite person by my side ❤️ here's to infinity to come!!!
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yourfan62 i wanna gloat but i'm also crying because these two are absolute and utter perfection 😭😭😭
timmyfan90 thanks for making timmy happy you're literally all he talks about in interviews!!!
niallhoran happy anniversary bubs!
zendaya otp
timmyfan19 i want what they have 😭
tchalamet i love you
yourinstagram my everything 🤍
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timmyfan82 timothee posted this picture on his story yesterday of him and yourinstagram in the car together and honestly my life has not been the same since 😭
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yourfan62 they are literal couple goals i can't with them honestly
timmyfan18 the way there's nothing i wouldn't do for them
timmyfan73 no bc if they ever break up i will NEVER believe in true love ever again 😭
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yourinstagram addition to the family <3 say hi to oscar!!!!
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haileesteinfeld omg oscar's the cutest thing ever!!!! can't wait to hang out with him soon 🥺
florencepugh the cutest wee little puppy i have ever seen
yourfan62 THEY GOT A PUPPY TOGETHER I REPEAT THEY GOT A PUPPY TOGETHER!!!!!!!!
timmyfan77 never have a i ever wanted to be a dog more than i do right about now
tchalamet oscar's officially my second favorite living thing in the world
yourinstagram the first one being?
tchalamet you. only you.
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i-care-4u · 1 year
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winter bear ✹ timothée chalamet
INSTAGRAM AU
PAIR: TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET X READER
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yourusername a few more weeks ‘til i see this little one 🐣
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tayrussell i can’t wait to become an aunt!
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tchalamet there’s my two favorite girls
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hamlets-ak · 1 year
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Ciao come stai? Potrei chiedere a timothée chamelet ×reader dove sono co-protagonisti e fanno l'intervista sulle montagne russe, come se i loro personaggi fossero innamorati e l'intervistatore chiede se la chimica tra i personaggi è anche tra loro due e loro non non rispondono ma si guardano e mentre cadono giù per il pendio si prendono per mano? Una cosa del genere! mi piace come scrivi! ciao <3!
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hi, how are you? I could ask timothée chalamet x reader where they co-star and do the roller coaster interview, as their characters were in love and the interviewer asks if the chemistry between the characters is also between them and they do not respond but they look and as they fall down the slope they take hands? Something like that! I like how you write! ciao &lt;3
hiii, i’m doing great! thank you so much for asking!! i’m so happy you like my writing.
my italian is very meh so i tried to translate it. hope that’s what you're asking for, if not, i’d be more than happy to rewrite something more specific for you.
i did my little research for this one because i had no idea about the roller coaster interviews. hopefully, it turned out good?
thank you so much for your request. hope you have a lovely day as well <3
a brief thrill ride ༊*·˚
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༘♡ i sink into your eyes whenever i’m looking at you
you and timothée get interviewed on a roller coaster
You were the first one to sit at the cart, followed by Timothée who placed himself right next to you, leaving a space for the interviewer to the side. You looked at him with a smile and he chuckled as he pulled his curls back, out of his eyes only for them to jump back again. You held his face while pulling the fallen pieces behind his ears. His eyes lightly closed at the feeling of your hands bringing back his hair so gently.
« We should do this sometime alone, » he mumbled pointing with his eyes at the train and the place around him. You softly smiled at his words leaving his face but still gazing into his eyes and that infinity of colors that were locked in them.
The movements that were happening behind him caught your attention so you leaned your head to the side only to see the interviewer joining you.
« Okay, guys get ready, » she smiled at you and then quickly turned to the camera. You both cleared your throats as they locked you up, securing your safety, before starting the interview. « We’re at Knott's Berry Farm, I’m Ivy Miller and I’m about to interview Y/N L/N and Timothée Chalamet on this roller coaster about their new movie. » Unconsciously both of you gasped pressing your lips shut and lightly widening your eyes as the train started moving upwards. « So, can you tell us what was your favorite thing about shooting together before we fall down? »
« Everything, honestly. » you said truthfully. Your eyes couldn’t help but look back at the height you had already covered. « Oh shit, » you cursed. Tim looked at you with a smile.
« Scared? », he asked. « No! », you rushed to add. Timothée grinned even wider.
« Yeah, I agree with Y/N, I loved every single moment working with her. »
Two seconds later, without any warning, the cart fell down with incredible speed. Timothée unlike you, that were completely terrified, was leaving happy screams having his hands in the air. Your whole life ran in front of your eyes. You were shaking, while your hair was getting tangled with the wind and your eyes started to water from the violent change of height and speed.
« You’ve been spending lots of hours on set, can you tell me a thing you learned about the other? », the interviewer asked as the train was going up and down, wasting and turning.
« I don’t know, very random stuff, » Tim cried. « Like, for some reason, the less Y/N sleeps the more energy she has. » You laughed at his response as you closed your eyes trying to find yours.
« Timothée hasn’t watched Lord of the Rings, » you said back. « Very embarrassing, if you want my opinion. »
« You weren't supposed to say that! », he cried back at you as you the train twirled upside down.
After that, the cart stopped one last time on top, for a few seconds.
« Oh my God, » you murmured.
« One last question guys before we land. Your characters were madly in love and the chemistry between you two is unreal. Was this film more than acting to you? »
Your lips twitched and finally separated in surprise. The last thing you expected from an interview like that was that kind of question. You turned to Timothée who was already staring at you with a small cheeky smile.
Before saying anything with a sudden move, the cart fell down again. You released a loud scream, you were too high and the speed was impossible. You breathed out, feeling a warmness spreading to your body as Timothée’s long fingers wrapped tightly around your palm and between your fingers, holding you tightly.
« Why should people watch your movie? », the interviewer asked lastly, once you were in the ground.
« Come on guys, » Tim said leaning slightly his head towards the camera. « I mean, it's a Luca Guadagnino film. » You had your face covered with your palms, until you felt Timmy pulling you into a hug while laughing. « Why have to do this again. » You widened your eyes horrified and pulled back.
« Please, someone get me out of this death machine! »
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http-alexademie · 1 year
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Bonjour🫧
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vanityfair If the future of Hollywood is in the hands of Oscar nominee y/f/n, then it’s a very bright future ahead!! Young Hollywood actress Miss y/f/n is now a two time Oscar nominee, whom not only are we rooting for but are also very excited to see what she will be wearing at this years ceremony!
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y/nfan101 istg if she doesn’t win this year then the oscar’s are officially rigged
y/i/nfan69 my queen better not get robbed of this award again
randomfan5 boring.
timmyfan2 i am praying her and timmy go together
y/nfan777 same, my life will be complete 😃
timotheefan56 not even a big fan of y/n but i’m low-key rooting for her
y/nfan90 let’s talk abt how hot she looks…
y/nfan25 fr like vanity fair rlly knows what their doing
randomfan00 i have never seen this women in my life but she is fineee
y/i/nfan7 i’m in love with her…
timotheefan052 i think we can all agree that y/n deserves this award so much like her acting is just top tier😫
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y/i/n I can’t even belive how lucky i am to even be nominated for a second Oscar. Thank you all so much for supporting me along the way, i love you with all my heart xoxo-y/n <3
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y/nfan555 omg we love you so much y/n you deserve this so much❣️
y/nfan6 this is why you y/n will always be my favourite celebrity
timmyfan90 thanks for the timmy content, this is why we love u
y/i/nfan69 fuck…you are so goddam hot
y/nfan82 this is so real
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florencepugh so proud of you my star 🥲🥲❤️
y/i/n love you 😏❣️
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y/i/n love you sm babe😫❣️
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timfan3 overrated🥱
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enews Here she comes…Miss y/f/n 👏🏻looking amazing as always #Oscars. (📷:Getty)
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y/nfan00 her outfit did not fail at all
y/nfan555 i will never stop loving this women😭
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y/i/nfan69 i physically cannot
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y/nfan61 she’s so pretty omg, she never fails
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timfan12 omg did u see timmy being a little fan boy😭😭
timothèefan557 yes omg he’s actually so cute
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Red carpet debut
A/N: Here's that imagine I promised ;)
It's solely based on that video of Timmy dancing with Taylor in Venice 💃🕺
Summary: Timmy and y/n vibe on the red carpet together
Paring: f!costar!reader x Timothée
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"Right, we've got ten minutes before you two go on"
Your manager nodded to you and Timothée,
Inserting his clipboard under his arm, before moving the curtain that separated the backstage from the shimmering red carpet to get a peek of the scene. As expected, the stands were full, cameras were all in position, angled toward the curtains through which you would make your entrance and wild screams urged you on.
You turned back to Timothée, a bright smile stretched across your face.
"Nervous?"
"A little," You admitted, "but also so, so very excited."
"You look phenomenal by the way, I can't get enough of you." Your eyes wandered over his figure, admiring the way his custom Haider Ackerman jumpsuit hugged his body.
"As do you mon amour" He beamed, taking your gloved hand and placing a delicate kiss on the knuckles. He knew how much it made your heart flutter.
Gently, you allowed yourself to sway your hips to the music, your smile growing as Timothée joined in.
Soon enough, the two of you had let loose completely, dancing freely and singing along to the song that played over the speakers.
Your bodies moved in sync with each other, hips rocking from side to side as your arms glided and whirled through the air. You let out a blissful laugh, feeling perfectly content.
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Several hours later, long after the premiere had ended and you two had returned home, you found yourself browsing through the endless photos and images of the days happenings that now flooded all social media platforms. You were just about to click off, when something caught your eye.
You stared wide-eyed at the screen for a second before bursting into laughter.
A curious Timmy poked his head through the door, toothbrush still his hand and toothpaste visible at the corners of his mouth, with a quizzical expression displayed on his face.
He mumbled something incomprehensible before crossing the room, to the bed, where he leaned down over your shoulder to pear at the phone screen.
He had to hold himself back from choking on the toothpaste, as his eyes fell upon waht seemed like endless videos, gifs and memes of your little dance earlier on in the evening.
"Looks like the gang liked our red carpet debut" You smirked, scrolling through the comments pouring in.
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Timmyfan32: New video of Timothée and Y/n dancing before the Bones and All red carpet in Venice earlier today
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Timmyandy/n: who doesn't want to??
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Y/nfanpage: come on baby move that body 💃🕺
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hii! omg I’m so excited to ask for a request with timmy. There’s this kind of video called ‘waking up with y/n (celebrity)’ so she’s an actress and of course tim sneaking into their routine as a couple and just sharing fun facts about them. I think they are absolutely the couple that started being besties, like they are hilarious, cringy and always being funny with each other. So excited to read everything, pls no pressure and take your time <33
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hi lovie!! I was afraid I lost this but i found it at the bottom of my drafts so whew ksjdsk but I’ve worked hard on this so I hope y’all like it!! just a fluffy house tour and all cute and nice house stuff which I got too much into the writing/research 
just a lot of fun, house tours, kinda showing off, just tim embracing the fruits of his labour, we know home boy works hard so he deserves a nice space to relax after all that
husband! timothee chalamet x wife!reader
genre(s): fluff, slice of life, domestic
warning(s): none really, sex joke if you squint, G rated nonetheless, tooth sickening fluff
word count: 1.8k words
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You open the door early in the morning to welcome the crew in. Architectural’s Digest has always loved your style not only in fashion but also in the rare snippets of the interior design of the places you lived in. They’ve messaged you for years, always politely declining in name for privacy, but perhaps this time was right.
“Hi there. Welcome Architectural’s Digest, and everyone watching! I’m Y/N L/N-Chalamet.”
“And I’m Timothee Chalamet. And welcome to our humble home! Come on in, come on in guys.”
The camera pans through your spacious doorway, adorned in modern yet slightly boho chic fashion in your abode. Elements of you and Timothee were equally sprinkled all over the decor and atmosphere of the house, making it your home, your escape away from the world.
“We’re away from home a lot due to work, but whenever we are, we make it count.” You say, looking and showing the crew around as Timmy trails behind you like a wide eyed puppy.
Immediately greeted by the living room, designed intentionally to entertain and welcome. With plush, upholstered couches and loveseats surrounded by minimalist yet artful paintings and sculptures, it’s become the ultimate rest and relaxation for you both and guests alike.
Jumping into the couch next to you, circling his arms around you and nuzzling his nose against your neck, which causes you to erupt in giggles.
“Ah, it tickles- but we love decompressing and coming home after long days to just really recharge and get some rest. I’ve fallen asleep into deep naps here so many times!”
Showing records of Kid Cudi to the exquisite library collection you had both assembled together from your own book inventories, it truly was a place that blended you and him.
The camera pans towards your spacious dining room with several chairs around the dining table, before showing the island that encompasses your kitchen, made to entertain and host parties often.
“Ever since we got this place, we’ve had family and friends come over really often. In fact, my mom loves this place so much she’s usually here at least once a week!” Timmy chuckles warmly, eyes softening at the mention of his beloved mom, and you can’t help but smile with him.
“Tim’s become a better cook in the months we’ve moved into this place too which is awesome.”
“I can cook up a nice lasagna too, if you guys are hungry.” He offers jokingly, much to the amusement of the visitors filming you both.
The next room over is close to the stairs, yet you guide the crew into the room as you rotate the door knob and enter a modern office.
“Now this is my personal space, to answer emails, read scripts, communicate with my team who makes all my work possible.” Timothee explains as he walks around the spacious room and guides everyone along by his neatly arranged desk and ergonomic gaming chair.
The camera pans over to personalized nick nacks with Timothee’s interests and personality splattered all over, from the signed Kid Cudi posters, his acting awards proudly displayed on a shelf, his Paul Atreides doll and a framed painting he commissioned of you both on the eve of your engagement dinner.
“This door leads to my wife’s own office. We have our own space to do our work, but she’s just a door step away so I know I can spend time with her between our busy schedules.” He shares shyly as he swings the white door towards your own little office, smiling fondly at you as you march ahead of him to show your space.
“I really decorated this space to be a space for me, to be able to work on my writing and projects without distraction. I can separate my work life here and then relax and recharge in the other spaces of our home. With filming on sets, Timmy is away for long stretches at a time but sometimes he tags me along and it’s really fun!” You exchange a loving look with your husband, as if blissfully unaware and forgotten the camera and crew were present.
He sneaks a gentle peck on your forehead before taking your hand in his, leading you down the spiraling staircase as the staff follow you love birds into the basement level.
“Ok, so this is where the real party starts haha.” Tim retorts, rubbing the back of his neck with a mischievous grin.
A cozy entertainment space with plush, luxurious cushioned couches and loveseats sprinkled in the open space. He jumps into the massage chair you gifted him shortly after you moved in, an audible smack sound picked up by the microphone hovering over him, as the sound engineer couldn’t help but laugh.
“I said I’ve always felt like an old soul, but guess my wife felt I was an old man too so she got me this massage chair-”
“Hey! You always complained your back hurt and you wouldn’t stretch especially after long hours on planes, so I got you this as a surprise when you got back from press tour.” You correct him teasingly, snickering as you cross your arms as you watch him unfold and relax on that machination that cost thousands of dollars but was worth every cent seeing him relaxed.
“This thing has been a huge help after long days at work. She’s the best thing to come home to and I’m so thankful for her.” He looks into the camera, shaking his head with a smile so wide it could blind you.  
“And you are the best thing to come into my life, mon cher.” You can’t help but tear up, as the crew swoon and squeal over your cuteness, but you pull him up from the massage chair, wanting to wipe away that giant pout on his face as you walk over to the movie room.
An in-house movie theatre with a magnanimous projected flat screen that reached ceiling to floor took over the room as you opened the sound proof door, presented with leather movie house chairs with inclines, massage options built in, and own cup holders not only for you both but for guests you’d invite over.
“I’m in love with film, and love watching things over and over again at the comfort of my own home, but Timmy is so patient to accompany me here sometimes.”
“We host our own movie parties here too, whether it be mini premieres or replays of classics on top of a themed birthday party.”
Back to the open space was a dance floor with a sparkling mirror ball, light up dance floors, a dj booth and stereo speaker system, and an island booth and bar with sleek high chairs.    
“The party continues after watching the movies/tv shows or we have chill jazz nights here like last week.” Timmy explains as he shows the space around.
“Let’s head back upstairs to see our guest rooms and the master bedrooms as well.” You tilt your head back upstairs before everyone follows behind you.
A quick few cuts shows in the camera of the minimalist, sparsely decorated guest bedroom with a brand new full sized mattress, light grey goose down comforters and thick memory foam pillows.
“Sometimes my sister Pauline sleeps over, or my parents come over even if they don’t live that far off either.” He comments fondly at the mention of his family.
“Now let’s see the master bedroom, saving best for last hey?” You don’t miss Timothee’s rather suggestive look hidden from the camera that you can’t help but giggle and roll your eyes at. You made sure any sex toys and anything insinuating non-PG, 18+ content would be hidden from prying eyes in your storage room.
The master bedroom you shared with your husband was a perfect combination of you and him, your interests and personalities blending into one from the furniture, colour scheme and aesthetic picked out. A California king sized bed was surrounded with a dresser on either side, lamps chosen tastefully.
“One thing we’re most proud of, before we show you the balcony and open space patio we have are our walk-in closets.”
“I know there’s a dividing sliding door between our closets, but you always sneak in and wear my clothes too.”
“You borrow my stuff too, you always say you have an extended wardrobe.”
An ornate, almost baroque aesthetic of cream and beige surrounds your well lit walk in closets, maintained with dehumidifiers and separate temperature controls for the vintage, collectors items that can cost over a thousand dollars easily, before a separate corner for your more day-to-day, common clothes.
Your jewelry, accessories and shoes lined up in neatly arranged shelves sparkle under the chandelier you handpicked, mix of costume jewelry with the custom pieces Timmy gets you for birthdays, anniversaries or even just-so gifts (which you scold him when he spends on rather expensive things without consulting you even if his next movie salary dwarfs that easily), but you’ve arranged it in a way that you don’t show everything in your house to gather suspicion or interest from robbers.
Past the divider was Timothee’s side of his walk in closet, the basic design of the space identical to yours yet his clothes were so distinctly him that you couldn’t blame yourself from borrowing his pieces almost as a silent declaration that you were his and he was yours to the world. It was like shouting from the roof top when you would smell his cologne on the shirts and hoodies you’d wear from his closet.
Familiar pieces such as his Heaven shirt, his Glossier hoodie, his thrifted sweater, his signature Haider custom pieces in well-preserved stands that kept them wrinkle free.
Your bedroom on the other side opens up to a picturesque open balcony that presented amazing views of Manhattan, the city that you loved so much.
Finally, you finished your house tour with the open space in the green grass of your balcony, with oak trees full of leaves falling as they turned orange and red, hints of autumn seeping through.
“It’s so cozy and warm here, its spacious enough in the city that you can get away and block away any noises from the traffic outside.”
“Would you guys be open to getting a pet here maybe?” The AD producer asks curiously, admiring the view in front of him.
“Who knows? We’re conflicted on whether to get a dog or a cat. Tim’s more eager to get a dog while I was more of a cat person.” You reply.
“We’d probably get both but who comes first is a sensitive topic!” He exclaims excitedly, hands swinging around in passion and you couldn’t be more in love with your dorky, artsy, passionate and intelligent husband.
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hi! I hope you’re doing well <3 can I request a timothee imagine where he’s been feeling anxious and very cuddly because of it. It could be like him having this nightmare at monday and waking up weeping which makes him feeling very bad all week. One of the things of protective y/n would be him laying on her chest and listening to her heartbeat to stay calm. Mostly tim being very sensitive and going to y/n for comfort ;( remember just if you're up to it, thank u so much 💓💘💗
hiiii!! thank you for requesting, i hope this is okay 💗
cw: anxiety mentions, panic attack
“hey, uh,” timothée clears his throat, “sorry for calling, i just…”
you shift under the bed covers, phone pressed to your ear, squinting in the darkness as you wait for him to continue. he doesn’t.
“timmy? are you okay?” you speak softly, eyes falling on his space in your bed and frowning at its emptiness.
“uh, i don’t know?”
you hear him sniffle and scramble upright in bed, a sudden weight heavy and sickening in the pit of your stomach.
“baby, you don’t sound okay,” you hold a pillow to your chest, trying not to spiral too much for both of your sakes. it’s 3am, you remind yourself, the hour where your brain goes crazy; the hour where his brain goes crazy. “where are you?”
down the line, it’s a cacophony of rushing traffic, beeping cars and new york sirens.
“uh, walking, i thought it might help,” timothée replies, voice tearful. your heart cracks, splintering all over the bed.
“what — walking where?” you ask, adrenaline pulsing through your veins.
“not sure,” he sounds frazzled, his voice straining.
“why the walking?”
“nightmare,” his voice breaks on the second syllable and that’s when you launch yourself from the bed, stuffing your feet into the nearest pair of shoes.
“where are you?” you repeat.
hearing the rustle of his phone as he adjusts it, you picture him looking around to orient himself. he knows new york like the back of his hand, your city boy, and it doesn’t usually take him this long to give you an answer.
“timothée?” you prompt.
“shit, sorry, i… i, uh…” he sounds distracted, distrait, unbelievably anxious. he clears his throat, but no directions follow.
“okay, you need to tell me what you see,” you say through your own tight throat, ignoring the ice coursing through your body. throwing your coat over your pajamas, you hurry out the door.
over the phone all you can hear is the late night stragglers and the pounding of bass as he walks past club after club.
“timmy, tell me what you see,” you repeat and hear him inhale sharply.
“i, uh, i just passed that bodega on fifth,” he chokes, every word sounding excruciating. “and that crossroad you always almost die on—”
“i’m on my way, just stay there,” you interrupt, immediately knowing his location. after all, he was on his way to your apartment.
“pleasedon’thangup,” it rushes out of him, the panic in his voice making your heart twist painfully in your chest.
“i’m not. i’m not, baby,” you promise quickly, “i’m right here, okay? i’m not going anywhere.”
avenue after avenue, you turn onto fifth and there he is. shoulders hunched, head down, but even under a hood, you could spot that mop of curls a mile away.
“timmy?” you call his name and watch him brace himself for a fan, plastering on a smile that makes your heart ache. even at the height of panic, he’s still on, always on, always ready to give something of himself.
the minute his eyes recognise yours down the street the façade crumples.
“i’m sorry,” he cries the second your arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him into a hug.
“don’t be.”
silent tears dampen the collar of your coat as you walk with him back to your place, the tremor of his hand in yours making you hold it a little tighter.
“is there anything i can do?” you whisper later on, lying beside him on the couch after his panic has spiked and fell. his fingers fiddle with the hem of your coat; he never gave you the chance to take it off, immediately cuddling into you.
“just be here,” timothée says hoarsely, so quietly you almost miss it.
the weight of you over his aching chest feels nice, soothing, a solid reminder to calm the fuck down. to get some perspective. it was only a nightmare, a nightmare showcasing all his biggest fears: loneliness, losing you, a life without you.
“okay,” you whisper gently, “okay.”
agitated, his heart doesn’t slow.
“you won’t leave?” timothée croaks, voice so small.
you furrow your brows. a myriad of emotions play out across his face, all usurped by anxiety, anxiety, anxiety.
“baby, i won’t leave. i’m just being here. not going anywhere,” you tap a beat on his thigh to bring him back into his body, back to you.
“just be here,” he whispers again, clinging to you a little tighter.
you rest a hand in his curls, waiting until his eyes meet yours before you begin to speak.
you fill the silence, chasing away that horrible voice in his head, banishing his nightmares of a life without you with the sweetest promises he’s ever heard: you will always just be here.
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meetmyothersouls · 11 months
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OMG I’m begging you to write a fic about needy, stoned timmy
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Warnings: high Timothee, oral (fem receiving)
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Come over, pleaseeeeeee.
I read the text, smiling at my self like a giddy teenager. How does a 27-year-old man have this effect on me?
Need me to bring snacks? I text back.
He's typing instantly.
Just your 🐱
I run a hand over my face already feeling heat building between my legs. Timothee is extra needy and horny when he's been smoking and considering it's a Friday after the few busy weeks he's had, I already know he's chosen his favorite method to wind down.
OMW I text back, eager to feel is tongue inside of me.
👅 👅👅 he responds.
His apartment door is already unlocked, and he's waiting for me, sitting on the arm of his sofa. He's wearing grey sweatpants and that I can already see his dick through and a grey hoodie to match. On anyone else it'd be too much grey, but on him it worked. Everything worked on Timothee.
He held his arms out to me, greeting me with grabby hands. When I'm in arms reach he grabs me and pulls me into him, his hands instantly searching for the quickest way to get me out of my clothes. His tired eyes meet mine and he blinks slowly.
"I missed you so much, baby," his voice is soft.
"You saw me yesterday, Tim." "Too long," he says pressing his lips against mine. "Way too long. Need you all the time." Timothees fingers hooked under my leggings and tugged downward. "Can these come off?"
"So eager," I tease, taking a step back and pushing them down along with my panties. I step out of the and Timothee pulls me back into him. One arm wrapping around my body and the other trailing down my front. I'm already wet, so when his fingers tease my folds he groans. He slides them in between my lips and delicately runs his fingertips against my clit. My knees are weak already.
"So hungry," Timothee corrects me when he breaks away from the kiss he'd been torturing me with. He stops rubbing me only to suck his index finger into his mouth, sucking my arousal from the digit followed by his middle finger then his ring finger. "Let's switch," Timothee says, spinning me around and pushing my ass against the arm of his couch. He's on his knees in front of me in an instant and spreads my legs wide open. Before I have a chance to brace myself, his head is in between my legs and his tongue dives straight into my entrance, teasing my hole. I throw my head back and let out a soft, drawn out moan. He swirls his tongue along my folds, mixing spit and arousal together creating a wonderful concoction to tease my clit with. The tip of his tongue circles the bundle of nerves, and my knees open wider.
"Oh, that feels so good, baby. Yes, right there."
He hums a response against my core and it vibrates against my clit. I moan louder, not expecting the sensation to feel so good. I fall back, the cushions on Timothee's couch creating a soft landing for my back and head. This angle gives Timothee full access to every inch of my pussy. Everything on full display. He sucks my clit into his mouth, creating soft suckling noises and wet slurps. The sounds alone enough to bring me over the edge. Then he flattens his tongue, giving my pussy full laps at an agonizing pace.
"Fuck, fuck I'm gonna come. Timmy, yes!"
My hips begin to move in rhythm with his tongue, riding the muscle as he brings me into bliss. My body convulses lightly as and I feel my clit throbbing under his tongue. He chuckles happily as I ride out my orgasm, giving me soft kisses to my center.
"Mmmm," Timothee moaned when I sat up. He stayed on his knees, wrapping his arms around my back and resting his cheek against my stomach.
"Good?" I asked, running my fingers through is curls.
"So good," he agreed.
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bonesandchalamet · 4 months
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‘O Christmas tree — t. chalamet
masterlist | pairing: Timothee chalamet x reader
summary: Timothee is gone a lot for wonka and you’re work distracts you from decorating until someone comes on home…
warnings: fluff
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with wonka promotions and interviews, he’s not had time to think about Christmas. with nothing but chocolate, singing, and dancing on his mind the holidays have slipped by him once again.
it’s not too late, overnight shipping exists and stores still have great deals, but nothing screams to him.
so he’s back to square one: promoting wonka, talking about the works of dune, and hopping on another plane. the cycle continues while you FaceTime occasionally from your cold desk in New York.
“busiest time of year.” he says shaking the snow off his jacket and boots. he’d just landed for the good morning America segment, and the only place he could tell the cab driver to take him was here: your home.
“it’s always busy in New York, chalamet. you’ve been gone for that long you forgot?” you spin around in your work chair to see him standing by the door, a tree slung over his shoulders, and a box of lights in his other hand.
“is that a real tree?” in slight shock you ask the dumb question. its wrapped up in a net and the smell of fresh pine over takes your apartment.
so you’ve also been a bit busy. having not had time to decorate with monthly work quotas and yearly ends to meet, the fake tree never got set up and the stockings never got laid over the fake fireplace.
“do you want to decorate?”
“no more talk of chocolates?” you ask give him a quizzical look that earns a light laughter to escape his lips, “no more talk of chocolates.”
“you set up the tree, I’ll get the ornaments.”
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houseofchalamet · 1 year
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Imagine: Being in a Secret Relationship With Timmy
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You'd both agreed that you wanted to keep your relationship a secret for at least the first few months after you started dating. You wanted the privacy to be able to build a stable relationship without feeling like you're under a microscope and the whole world inserting their opinions.
But fans quickly began speculating, and after seeing just how many people were concered with your relationship status, you decided to keep it going for as long as you could. It was funny as hell, and you both loved trolling everyone.
Neither of you ever explicity confirmed or denied dating rumors.
He told his parents and sister that you guys were dating first, and then Zendaya (but only bc she's the only person who knows him well enough to pull the answer out of him) but other than that, you both only tell people you know you can 100% trust.
You both also say "we're friends" a lot because... you are.
Friends who just happen to be dating😏
"We're friends" becomes a meme.
While you're careful not to kiss in front of the paparazzi, you will occasionally hug or hold hands. But Timmy is a naturally touchy person with all his friends, so this doesn't necessarily mean anything.
Fans overanalyze EVERYTHING. Every touch, every look, every word. Funnily enough, the very thing you were trying to avoid when you first started dating is the thing that entertains you both now.
Occasionally, you'll post cheeky Instagram stories of you and Timmy doing debatably intimate things (his hand on your thigh as he drives or hugging at the airport) and the fans go FERAL.
Whenever you post photos of each other, Zendaya or Florence will always play along and comment something like, "Friend goals!!!🔥"
A literal WAR starts on Twitter. #TheyreFriends is trending. Your fans are in the trenches; the battle is bloody. You and Timothee are cuddling in bed, laughing at the whole thing. You still think it's crazy that people are so invested.
As time goes on, it gets more and more difficult to keep the charade up, and you both start getting restless. You want to be able to kiss in public or be able to go on romantic vacations without having to worry about who will see.
You both brainstorm cheeky ways to end it; the grand finale.
Across the world, your fans get an Instagram notification.
"(Y/N) has just posted!"
It's a series of wedding photos. The caption: "Upgraded to BEST friend😎"
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garfinkelstingle · 2 years
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social media au | timothee chalamet
click here for part one
click here for part three
pairing: timothee chalamet x celebrity!reader
warnings: swearing! none other though :)
a/n: as promised, here's part two!!! it's not necessary to check out the first part but i think it's more fun if you do :) anyways, hope you're all having a great day!
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yourinstagram
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yourinstagram thanks for all the birthday wishes! and thanks to everyone who came and celebrated with me! love you guys to death!
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yourfan14 happy birthday queen!!! love you more than you will ever know (literally)
yourinstagram thank you! love you too <3
yourfan14 EXCUSE ME WHAT???????
yourfan89 how does y/n manage to look this breathtaking while being completely wasted??
timmyfan73 timmy flew out to LA yesterday... i wonder why 🙂
taylor_hill once more, happiest of birthday's bestie
yourinstagram thank you tay!!!! wouldn't have been this amazing without you by my side though 😘
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yourfan62 am i the only one who's wondering wether timmy will post a picture of himself from the party or not lol? cause i really really hope that he will
tchalamet
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tchalamet party animal
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yourfan62 DREAMS DO COME TRUE SOMETIMES HUH
timmyfan71 he looks so completely drunk lmao it's so hilarious
timmyfan85 does anyone know where this was taken??
timmyfan52 his girlfriend yourinstagram threw a party yesterday!
timmyfan85 ah okay ty!!!!
yourfan16 wish we could see the pictures they took together 🥺
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gq The Making (and Remaking) of Timothée Chalamet- The actor who found superstardom and artistic acclaim instantaneously reveals what it's like to come of age in our very upside-down era, and the struggles he's had to face with keeping his private life truly private. Read the full article at the link in our bio!
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timmyfan98 that photoshoot was a different kind of a dream... honestly not sure i will ever be able to recover
yourfan62 y/n liking the picture before anyone else did UGH she's smitten it's adorable
timmyfan77 "my priority is letting the people i love know that they mean more to me than any award ever could. having them in my life, that's the big win right there." TIMOTHEE 😭😭
timmyfan13 actual loml nobody could ever dream to compare literally beyond jealous of y/n
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yourinstagram food & him, aka the best combo there is
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yourfan28 "how gorgeous do you want to be?" y/n: yes
yourfan79 her little nose scrunch y'all i'm WEAK
haileesteinfeld absolutely adorbs <3
yourinstagram ly haiz!!!!
yourfan62 literally just adopt me at this point i honestly can't with you two 😭
sydney_sweeney that looks yummy
yourinstagram you have no idea! don't think i have ever tasted anything better lol
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tchalamet
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tchalamet you know she's the real deal when you walk into her kitchen and see a picture like this hanging on her fridge
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timmyfan72 y/n really said "human being second, timothee chalamet stan first" and honestly i don't blame her
timmyfan02 so do i, which you would know if you'd respond to my dm and came over to my house 😾
florencepugh cute
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yourfan62 my one goal in life has officially become going over to y/n's house just to stare at her fridge
timmyfan91 aren't you that girl that's been commenting on literally everything timmy and y/n related since day one? bc if so then ily bestie but you should probably get a life bc wtf 😭
yourfan62 this IS my life, so leave me alone honestly
zendaya told you she's a keeper
tchalamet good thing i listened to you, then ;)
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yourinstagram
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yourinstagram when he's clingy but extremely cute >>>
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yourfan92 OH MY ACTUAL FUCKING GOD WHAT?????????
timmyfan27 i was prepared for a lot of things but this???? THIS WAS NOT ONE OF THEM WHAT
maudeapatow absolute cuties 🥺
*liked by yourinstagram, tchalamet
yourfan62 EXCUSE ME I LITERALLY SPIT OUT MY WATER FOUNTAIN STYLE WHAT JUST HAPPENED
timmyfan18 i was literally just waiting for you to comment skskskks
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tchalamet it's just cause you're my favorite
yourinstagram well you're lucky you're my favorite, too ♥️
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yourfan25 literally whAt how do you expect me to go on with my life normally after this????????
tchalamet
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tchalamet my valentine
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yourfan62 IM NOT OKAY IM NOT OKAY IM NOT OKAY IVE BEEN CALLING THIS SINCE DAY ONE BUT I NEVER THOUGHT WE'D GET TO SEE SOMETHING LIKE THIS AHGFHAJDDF
timmyfan79 timothee chalamet aka the most smitten man on planet earth
timmyfan25 we've literally come full circle from seeing this one crusty ass picture of timmy giving flowers to "a mystery girl" to him posting a picture of HIS girl with flowers he's given her... i'm definitely crying but so should you
yourinstagram love you endlessly ♥️
tchalamet ♥️
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yourfan14 i want what they have 🥺
timmy37 we all do bestie 😭
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i-care-4u · 1 year
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SCRAPBOOK | T.CHALAMET
PAIR: TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | MASTERLIST
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timothee was alone at home while you were working. he didn’t have anything else to do since he already finished cleaning the house and the only thing he could do now is scrolling through his phone, but even that became repetitive for him to do.
instead, timothee walked into the book room. it was a cozy feeling inside, and there was plenty of books to explore. walking forward, timothee looked the spines, seeing what interests him. he suddenly reached the bottom of the bookshelf, and there was several books with no title on the spine.
he was curious to see what was inside those pages, so he grabbed one of the books, except it wasn’t one to read. instead, it was a scrapbook made by you.
the cover has a picture of you and read ‘2012-2013,’ two years before you met timothee. he begin opening the book, seeing the memories you’ve created during your youth.
the first few pages were made during the winter of 2011-2012. the first picture on the scrapbook was a polaroid of you wearing a new years headband alongside with your friend, who wore themed sunglasses. beside, was a picture of you in the snow. timothee was chuckling at the picture. you wore a thick puffer jacket combined with a hoodie that made you pose awkwardly.
he flipped through the pages, looking at the other memories, most of them being taken during your free time at school. the saw the polaroids of you and your friends having a picnic outside the park. he recognized a few of those friends, whom you still interact to this day.
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after a long day of work, you arrived at your house. you got out of your car and made sure it was secure.
hearing some footsteps, timothee began walking by the window to see who it was. he noticed that your car was parked, so he knew it was you. he closed the curtains and came downstairs to open the door for you.
“timothee!” you exclaimed, reaching to give timothee a kiss.
“how did my sweetheart’s day go?” timothee mentioned while you put your coat in the stand.
“it was fine, nothing new.” you walked up the stairs with timothee, “and what did you do while i was at work?”
“reading.”
you don’t the remember the last time you sat down on the book room. you head your way down, opening the door. you slowly glanced at the bookshelves around the room. you truly miss it, experiencing peace with timothee all in one room.
you remember sitting down in a big chair reading while timothee would come in and place the new books on the shelves. it was his way of loving you.
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FLASHBACK
“look what i’ve got!” timothee walked into the book room with two bags on his hands.
you flipped the book and set it on the table. you looked at him with delight, placing your hands onto your chest, “you know me so well.”
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the first thing that came to mind was him getting you books, “did you get me any books?”
he tilted his head and replied, “unfortunately, no.”
you made an ‘oh’ sound. timothee walked to the spot he was reading at and grabbed your old scrapbook. he came back and showed you the scrapbook.
you looked speechless. you weren’t mad, but you weren’t scared. you looked at each other.
“i was curious, and i found this alongside other scrapbooks…”
“timothee, i-”
it’s been six years since you last made a scrapbook. you were starting to get more roles, and it was around the same time you and timothee began talking. your schedule was full and you couldn’t really take pictures except on your phone during your free time.
you picked up the scrapbook and sat down on the couch with timothee. you flipped to the first page. each page, you explained the context behind every picture, and timothee instantly fell in love with you even more.
after finishing explaining the last image, you closed the book and you tightly hugged it.
“you brought back one of my favorite childhood hobbies.”
“i did?”
“yeah. in fact, i’m thinking of making scrapbooks again.” you were excited to make this announcement.
“do you mind if i help you in the making?” timothee has a film camera, and often took pictures. you knew he’d be a great addition to your scrapbook making.
“i couldn’t have asked for anyone better,” you kissed his cheek, “now what if i make a scrapbook going from 2017 to now?”
“i think that sounds amazing, sweetheart.”
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