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“Sleeping Mates" — Timothée Chalamet

What are you supposed to do when your best friend answers to your ’Can't sleep' text with a cheeky ’Come sleep with me' but you refuse due to your feelings for him?

WARNING True heartfelt fluff with some spice and angst Timothée Chalamet x Reader

You were tossing and turning in your bed, the sheets already stripped down to your hips as the city lights flooded your room. Your body felt on fire, and while your limbs felt tired and begged your mind to find some rest, it didn’t. You were wide awake, grasping your pillowcase, quietly groaning into it.

It had been the third night this week you struggled to fall asleep, and by now you knew you couldn’t blame it on the weather, neither on the city lights. It had thundered on the first night you couldn’t sleep and spent the entire next day blaming it on the weather. The second night, it had been chilly and rained all day, perfect temperature to have a good sleep, but instead you had stayed up almost the entire night.

You knew it must be another reason for you to be so restless lately, but you couldn’t explain to yourself what it was. There was nothing wrong in your life right now, literally not a single thing you had to worry about. While of course, there were the usual ups and downs life had to offer, you were doing good.

Turning back onto your back, you sighed as your hands searched for your phone, laying somewhere close by in your bed. Blinking against the bright screen, you checked the time.

2:38 AM.

Your tired arms gave in, laying the phone back down as you stared at the ceiling. The street lights brought the tiniest bit of light into the darkness of your room. There was only that, darkness filled with tiredness and admittedly, a bit of loneliness, as you felt like the only person awake around your block.

Grabbing your phone again, you checked the time once again. Not even a minute had passed, and it would only become more painful if you kept staring at it. Your finger hovered over the touchscreen, having no clue what to do. No solution came to your mind, everything only seemed to make it worse.

Unconsciously, you opened the messages, seeing the last chat with your best friend. You had sent him a video of his sister and you mocking his last fit, to which he had answered with some angry emojis. It still made you smile as you knew how eager he had become with his fashion looks, he liked making a statement and trying new things.

You stared at the chat, swiping upwards, reading some of your older texts. Timothée and you had been best friends for years now after having met more or less by pure coincidence. It was the easiest friendship you’ve ever had in your entire life, and somehow neither of you had ever questioned it, what you truly were, what you were supposed to be. It was just easy, he could focus on his movie career and you on your degree. Sometimes you didn’t hear from each other for weeks or even months, and yet you still always knew you had a friend for life. It felt like a lifeline.

One that you felt the need for now.

To: Timothée

Can’t sleep

This was stupid, he probably wouldn’t answer anyway. Knowing him, he was knocked out since 11 PM, peacefully sleeping in his bed two streets down the block.

Just as you wanted to put your phone away again, it buzzed in your hand. You blinked in surprise, yet frowned as you checked it.

From: Timothée

come sleep with me

You slightly sat up in bed, your eyes still fixed on his response, your hand clutched hard around your phone, as if you could lose it any second. Your chest suddenly felt like a panicked void, completely caught off-guard. You blinked and read the text again. For a second you weren’t sure if this wasn’t just a fever dream, however it was very much real, it was right there.

And yet it still felt surreal, although there was no reason to be surprised like that. Timothée and you were as close as the text hinted, saying stuff like that wasn’t a rarity. From the day you’d met, there had been this unspoken closeness between you two, a space where you could be whatever you wanted to be. It felt so natural that you had never questioned it, not until now. While you had had sleepovers at each other’s places and shared hotel rooms multiple times in the past, it just never was as intimate as inviting someone to purposely sleep besides you.

This had to be a joke.

All of the sudden, after whatever much time had passed, your phone buzzed again.

From: Timothée

are you there or asleep already?

You pressed your lips together, your fingers itching to type an answer.

To: Timothée

No, I’m here. Still can’t fall asleep.

Seconds later, your phone buzzed once more.

From: Timothée

open your door then

Disbelief kept you right where you were, hesitating. He wasn’t at your door, that was ridiculous. Why would he come over in the middle of the night? You tried to fight it, but the what if in your head was much louder. You let go of your phone, pushing the blanket aside before you stumbled through the dark hallways of your apartment. You must look like an absolute mess, but with the force you unlocked your door and pulled it open, it was clear you didn’t care at all. All your heart desired was to see if he was actually there.

Clothed in a hoodie despite the nightly freezing temperatures outside, Timothée stood in front of your apartment door, his eyes flying up to meet yours. His face softened as he caught sight of you. “Hey,“ he mumbled, still sounding groggy from his previous sleep.

Overwhelmed by the fact that he was actually here, you glanced at him wordlessly for a brief moment, before replying a soft ’Hey’.

“Can I come in?“

You nodded, unable to form any words with your numbed tongue. It felt like your brain had stopped working, a complete malfunction of basic behavior. You remained standing in the doorway before ever so slowly stepping aside for Timothée to step in. You hadn’t expected this, you hadn’t expected to see him at this hour.

Timothée walked further in your apartment as you closed the door behind him, starring at his back, right until he turned back around to you. “You okay?“ he questioned, making you feel caught.

“Yes,“ you breathed.

Pushing his hands in the pockets of his loose fitted sweatpants, he said, “Just can’t sleep, hm?“

Pressing your lips together, you leaned against the kitchen counter, nodding. You felt so out of place. What was this? Why did this feel not like usual, not like any other situation in your friendship and instead so different?

“Have had trouble sleeping for some days now. I don’t know why, I just can’t seem to find any rest.“

“Want me to make some tea? Talk you tired?“ he offered. “No offense, but you do look pretty exhausted.“

You chuckled quietly. “Well, I am pretty exhausted. But you don’t have to do all that. I just need to finally fall asleep.“

“Let’s go to bed, then.“

There were a million questions in your head, putting in question all sort of things. Go to bed, together? What will happen then? Will you sleep next to me? But first and foremost, why are you here now? While all of this was highly confusing to you, you didn’t stop yourself from following him to your bedroom. Your bed was the proof of your restless nights. The covers laid crumbled aside, pillows were laying everywhere, but were they fit right. Nothing about your bed looked comfy right now, but rather like a chaotic, stressful mess.

Timothée, without another word, made the space his own, grabbing one of the bigger pillows and fluffed it out before doing the same to the other. Stripping his sweater and throwing it on the ground, he stood on the other side of the bed, looking at you. He was still clothed in his low hanging sweatpants and a t-shirt, yet your cheeks flushed at the sight of him.

It was the ease with how he did things. Without hesitation, without fear, because that was what your friendship had always been about—safety without any doubt. His smile offered the same comfort that you’d always known, and although the confusion didn’t leave you, you felt a little more relaxed to get into bed, just as he did too.

This was just like any other sleepover, this didn’t mean anything more than any other time before, or at least that was what you told yourself. Timothée laid next to you, hauling under the same blanket as you, feeling so close yet far away in your queen sized bed.

The city lights brought enough light into your bedroom to see the contours of his face as you took a glimpse at him. Your fingertips tickled in desperate desire to touch his face, to draw your finger along his strong jaw over to his soft lips, but you denied yourself to give into that desire. Your hands stayed where they should be, laying to close to your body on either side. You laid in your own bed like a corpse, paralyzed to move or make yourself more comfortable, because you felt so fearful to get too close to him, and he seemed to notice.

“Relax,“ he whispered into the dark.

“I am relaxed,“ you assured him, lying through your gritted teeth.

He snorted quietly, suddenly you felt his hand shaking your shoulder lightly. “No, don’t lie,“ he said, his voice sounding like a true beg. “You’re tensed as hell, no wonder why you can’t sleep like that. You need to let your body loose, like you’re sleeping in a hammock.“

“In a hammock, you say?“ you laughed. “I don’t think—“

“Yes, don’t think. Don’t overthink anything right now, that’s too much brain activity.“

At this point, you felt like he was mumbling bullshit, you could hear it in his voice. Before you texted him, he must’ve been asleep or close to sleeping already, he sounded groggy, yet ever so concentrated on making you feel just as sleepy.

“I cannot not think. That feels impossible.“ you argued, which was the truth, especially now with him next to you in bed at this late hour. It was in the middle of the night, he should’ve been fast asleep and instead he had been suddenly standing in front of your door. You couldn’t concentrate on sleeping when your body was so hyperaware of his.

“Why?“

The worst possible question because you had no answer to that, or rather you feared the answer to that.

“I don’t know, I just can’t.“

His fingers brushed back and forth over your arm, creasing it, as he said, “Everything’s ok, Y/N. You’re fine, you can rest.“

You gulped, tensing more up if that was even possible. Why would he say such thing? Your mind spun around, and by now you were sure that you were losing yourself in absently overthinking about the meaning of your friendship. Timothée was the greatest friend you’d ever had, there was no argument in that, and you would do anything for this boy, and still you wondered.

He pushed himself up on his elbows as he noticed how you still couldn’t relax and rather laid rigged up beside him. “Come here,“ he said, ever so quietly, as he opened up his arms for you to move closer.

For a brief moment, you simply starred at him and the small space between the two of you. In the briefness of it all, Timothée looked like he may regretted his words, yet held his arms wide open. The confusion yelled loudly in your head, trying to draw further attention to itself but you had ignored it, already having pushed yourself over the mattress into his welcoming arms. They came around you, holding you against him.

His fingers continued to brush over your shoulder down your arm as you snuggled deeper into his arms, face on his chest, and closed your eyes. This felt like peace, and that was all you had longed for in a very, very long time. Yet the question didn’t leave your mind, perhaps bothering you until you would free it from your soul.

“Why did you come here, Timmy?“

The movement of his fingers stopped abruptly, his breathing becoming rigged, as you had definitely caught him slightly off-guard with that question. His chest moved up as he breathed in deeply, your head moving with it. What a dangerous, little question.

“You texted me in the middle of the night, and I just—“ he mumbled, you could feel his lips brushing your head that was laying in the crook of his shoulder. You hung on every word he said, desperately waiting for him to finish his sentence and as he did, you swore you felt like you’d just died. “I just thought you needed me.“

You breathed out, feeling his hand brushing gently over your head. The darkness was your savior, it did not let Timothée read your thoughts out loud as they were written all over it. As confusing as this was, it warmed your heart that he had made his way blocks over in the middle of the night, just because he thought you needed him.

And you did.

All you were lacking for the past few nights was the sense of comfort that perhaps only he could bring back with ease. A gesture like this, God knows a smile from him even, was enough to give you peace, and that realization was scary. When did you put all your source of true comfort into one person? Especially one that was so close, yet never yours? Why did you do that?

“I did,“ you whispered. “I had hoped you’d answer.“

His arms around your body tightened, pulling you even closer to him, if that was even possible. “I’m glad you texted me.“

“Why?“

You felt his head falling back deeper into the pillow he was laying on. “I was glad to be or even feel like the person you’d call in the middle of the night when you can’t sleep.“

Take your entire hand and crush my heart in it, it’s yours, that is all it ever was.

Your thoughts spun with every continuing breath as the airy silence crawled over you two, and in that moment, everything halted in time, or at least that was how it felt like to you. A painfully long moment filled with even more questions, more confusion and longing. For days, your body had craved to finally find some rest and just as you possibly could get it, you wanted to do anything but to fall asleep. Although this may didn’t mean as much as your heart interpreted in his words, you wanted this to last forever.

“Timmy?“

He hummed in response, his fingertips running gently up your back, caressing it until you leaned onto your elbow to properly look at him. He loosened his embrace around you, yet refused to fully let you go. His gaze went up, meeting yours, you could barely make it out in the almost pitch-black darkness.

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to be that person but you.“

“Really?“

Disbelief resounded in his voice. What a fool he was for not believing you. If he only knew what he did to you—for years. How much you cared, how much you wanted him to care. How much you needed this, and how much you wanted him to need you as well. It tore you apart that he couldn’t see that, and it felt like torture even thinking further about this. Why hadn’t you never act on this? Why had you always denied yourself the truth, especially when it was right in front of your eyes?

Why even, why still?

Timothée’s hand rushed forward, catching the strand of hair that was about to fall into your face, slowly brushing it behind your ear as you went against all fears and doubts and leaned forward, connecting your lips together without further hesitation. You felt his body stiffen, his mouth not moving a bit, not even responding. Just as reality came crushing down onto you and you hasted to move away from him, his hand pulled your face closer again as his lips crushed harder onto yours. You gasped into the kiss by the sudden surprise, leaning more on him.

Blood rushed in your head, making you feel dizzy in his embrace. Your heart stumbled over its own beat as he pulled you even closer, those soft lips brushed over your bottom lip, luring a moan out of your mouth as his tongue slipped in, brushing against yours.

Was this even real?

His hands traveled carefully, almost a bit fearful down your waist to your hips while you melted into his touch, longing for it even more now than ever before. You’d always been close, but not once had you crossed this line, it always had felt taboo. You had believed Timothée could never like you in this way, more than just a friend, but the way how he moaned into your mouth as you gently bit his bottom lip proved you otherwise. He may desired you, too, at least a bit.

Your hands found the collar of his shirt that you grabbed and pulled him on top of you, desperate to feel his weight on you. He chuckled against your mouth, “Stop it, I’m going to crush you.“

“Don’t be silly, Tim,“ you breathed, before he placed one hand on each side of your head and leaned down to kiss you once more.

“I really don’t wanna crush you,“ he whispered in-between each kiss he planted on your lips, “because that would be a terrible way of ever losing you.“

Suddenly, the lightness got a little swept away by the serious undertone of his voice. Had he ever feared to lose you?

“You’ll never lose me if you only keep kissing me like that.“

His mouth twitched to a smile that made him look so gentle and wholesome, yet his dark eyes told a different story. They had changed into a deeper hue, longing gazing, eyeing every inch of you in the dark night. Leaning down on his elbow, he used his other hand to brush with his finger along the lines of your jaw, his gaze following the movement, until he reached your lips. As he brushed over your lips, you opened your mouth, letting it dip in, and wrapped your lips around it to suck it.

His breath hitched in the very moment of it, as he let out an airy laugh. “Don’t do that,“

You frowned, insecurity overwhelming you within seconds. “Why not? Sorry—you didn’t like that, did you?“

“No,“ he said, “I wanted for you to finally sleep, but if you keep doing stuff like that, I will most definitely try to keep you from sleeping.“

Shivers crept up on you, tingling all over your body, as your brain immediately shifted to imagine the reality of his words, and all you were left with was the desperate need to make it happen. Suddenly, every part of your body uncovered its aching for closeness that you had denied yourselves for too long. All those forbidden glances at each other, all those feelings that you couldn’t ignore, all the built up through the years of friendship finally found its purpose, and you would be damned if you let that chance slip.

Your hand carefully reached forward, brushing aside the brown curls that fell into his face, caressing his cheek, “For once, I don’t wanna sleep.“

“Good,“ he breathed, and your lips met in the perfect middle of it all. Your hands grabbed after his face, pulling him closer down to you—him still on his elbows in his ridiculous fear to crush you, as he seemingly forgot that he was rather a lightweight, but you adored his wariness. He’s always been like that, taking care of you, looking out for you, wherever you went. Your mind had been attracted to him, before your body did.

His lips began to wander to your cheek slowly down your neck, which you recked unconsciously to offer him even more space, marking every inch with a kiss. Just as your hands wandered, too, trailering down his sides to the hem of his shirt. You’d seen him shirtless before, many times, this, however, would be different. You’d pull off his shirt with intention, and he let you. Breaking away from your neck, leaving you whimper for a second, he kneeled in-between your spread legs. You followed his suit, hands still on the hem of his shirt, as he held up his arms, letting you pull it off in one swift movement. Your chest tightened at the sight of him shirtless. There was something that kick off serotonin in your head as soon as you saw him like this.

“Don’t look at me like that.“

You met his eyes. “Like what?“

“As if I’ve got anything good to offer you. I don’t—I’m not—“

Your shoulders sunk in, face softening. “I like you just the way you are, Timmy.“

Chest heaving, his gaze also softened at your words. His hands found your face again, as he whispered against your lips, “God, you’re too good to be true.“

You melted in that kiss, as you never felt closer to him than in this random night that you wished would last forever. Morning shouldn’t come too soon, who knew how long this would actually last, but until then you would believe his words as the truth.

“Can I take your shirt off, too?“

You nodded, wildly, offering him your arms in the air as he did the same to you, undressing you. You hadn’t worn a bra or anything underneath your oversized shirt, so you were instantly exposed to him, much to his surprise. His adam’s apple hitched visibly, as he took in the sight of you for a moment. “You’re so beautiful,“ he hushed, crushing his lips back onto yours, bringing you down on the bed again. “So damn beautiful.“

And he proved his words. You felt him all over your body, appreciating it with his mouth and his hands, showered you in kisses and intense waves of shivers. He sucked on the softest parts of your breasts as he lightly flicked the nipple of the other, sending your brain into another dimension. Who would’ve ever thought of this happening?

As his head hovered over the lower part of your body, hands on your sweatpants, he glanced up, meeting your eyes. “Is this real?“ you questioned.

Timothée came back up to you. “Yes,“ he replied. “It’s always been real.“

Please do not come at me for not writing smut in this. I wanted to keep it wholesome. 😭

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almostg · 1 year

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HOTTIES

#timothée chalamet #taylor russell #this is becoming a timtay blog I'm aware #hotties #ffs

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holly-the-trash-writer · 3 months

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Timothée Chalamet x Famous!Reader

Social Media is a dangerous place. And some things get twisted and spiral out of control fast.

How do you fix it?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram They finally contacted me about my cars extended warranty 😱 @.scream

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tchalamet 🤣🤣🤣

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florencepugh Howling 🤣🤣🤣🤣

melissabarrera BLOCK 🚫

user8273 Not Timmy in the likes AND comments!!!!!

user9233 TIMMYS HEREEEEEE

user1664 Why is this so fckin funny 😂

tmz

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tmz Timothée Chalamet spotted at a concert with Kylie Jenner last night. It is unknown if they arrived together but they looked extremely close throughout the evening. This comes after his online "romance" with Y/n L/n that has been going back and forth for three months. Clearly the Dune star has moved on to a more tangible relationship.

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user8173 NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! NO!!! NO!!! WHAT?!

user15 WHAT. THE. F*CK?!?!?!?!?!

user715 I THREW MY PHONE

user9925 men 🗑

user6354 @.yourinstagram TELL ME THIS ISN'T TRUE?

user7773 Not Kylie in the LIKES?!?!?!?!?!?!

user635 They do anything to stay relevant stg

user8334 💯

user7263 Like GO AWAY?!?!?!?

user452 WHAT ABOUT Y/N?!?!?!

user7463 Threw away a 💎 and picked up a 🪨

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y/ncrazy GUYS Y/N JUST POSTED THIS ON HER F***ING STORY AND I AM DEAD!! SHES TELLING HIM WHATS UP! @.yourinstagram @.tchalamet

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user8173 She does NOT look happy

user1637 PROVING WERE NOT DELULU!!!!

user633 Telling him to LISTENNNNNNN

user564 they will be the it couple!!!

user152 He's dating Kylie Jenner

user553 SINCE WHEN?!?!?!?!?!

user7485 They were at a concert together

user996 It's not confirmed. They were spotted once. And it's TMZ. Not exactly reliable.

user3242 @.yourinstagram @.tchalamet

user7573 The online chemistry is WILD

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kyliejenner When the World Tells you something. Answer. 🖤

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y/nchalamet OH NO SHE DID NOT. SHE DID NOT DO THAT TO MY GIRL 🤬🤬🤬

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user6153 THE AUDACITY

user8273 R U SERIOUS

user828 Y/n and Timothée were NEVER together?! Stop hating! They didn't do anything!

user2231 She disabled her comments cuz she KNOWS

user412 Childish behaviour. Own it.

user773 Imagine using the World is telling you something. THATS THEIR THING. NOT YOURS!

user11 She didn't even do it right! It's Listen not Answer. Ffs.

user44 Timmy better BUCK UP HIS IDEAS

user99 Y/n deserves BETTER 😭

user243 Imagine disabling your comments.

Texts Between Y/n and Timothée

tchalamet and yourinstagram stories

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#timothee x y/n #timothee x reader #timothee chamalet #timothée chalamet #famous!reader #celebrity!reader #social media au #fake insta post #instagram au #timothee x you

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mrchalamet-mrstyles · 4 months

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Despite rampant speculation, Selena Gomez was not gossiping about Timothée Chalamet and Kylie Jenner at the Golden Globes with her close friends Taylor Swift and Keleigh Sperry, a Gomez source tells PEOPLE exclusively.

Stop running with bs gossip like it's gospel, ffs!

#timothée chalamet #kylie jenner #selena gomez

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anislightsaber · 2 years

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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

Timothée chalamet x fem!reader

summary : While you and Timmy are in holidays in Miami you get ideas at the beach.

content : sexual content, fingering, dirty talk, breeding, p in v, dry humping, oral(m/f) kissing, pretty much fluff at the beginning and smut at the end.

ps : hey it’s my first ff so please be kind with my writing :)

Mid august, the weather was boiling and you were sweating. Timmy didn’t had any movies at the moments so you both took some vacation in Miami.

“Timmy where the fuck did you put the solar cream?” You rushed in the living room seeing Timmy on his phone.

“Um dunno? Maybe you left it at home?” He said and didn’t bother to look at you as he replied.

You looked at the sofa, there it is right beside this big baby.

“If you only you paid attention to something else then your freaking phone for once, it’s right beside you give it to me.”

He took the solar cream and walked towards you.

“gimme a kiss bub?” he asked

“no give me that and go take your swimsuit we’re going to the beach”

You walked past him and took your bag. Timmy admired the view of your hips swaying and ass giggling and smirked.

“yup that’s my girl” he said to himself.

time skip to the beach

You putted the towel on the sand and sat down. The soft wind made you feel less hot and the sound of the waves relaxed you. You took the solar scream and applied it on your skin, arms, legs, belly, shoulders but of course you couldn’t do your back without your boyfriend’s help.

“hey tim can you put some solar scream on my back please?”

“of course my love” he took some and put it in his hands.

“hey hun…your solar cream looks weird”

“Huh?” You turned around and looked at his hands, yeah, it was a bit transparent.

“You dirty boy! Shut it and put it in my back” you laughed.

Timmy smiled and putted his hands gently on your lower back, doing small caress with his skilled fingers. You hummed at the affection but soon realized it wasn’t an innocent caress.

“Timmy are you trying to get in my pants on the beach?”

He stopped what he was doing. What? He thought he was discreet? This boy could never try something and you, his acting isn’t good when it’s about you.

“Yeah maybe what if I am?”

“You gotta be kidding me we just did it twice this morn- you got shut up by his mouth colliding with yours. You tasted his lips that were soft because he drank a lot during summer while he fought his tongue on yours, knowing he would win anyway.

“Ok tim if we do this we’ll be seen so let’s just-“

“No bullshit just need to be buried inside you right now just give me that-“

“Timothée think about the kids and the families I know you’re horny but I know you’re not selfish.” You smiled as you looked as his wet curls dripping from the sea.

“then let’s go the the sea.” His words shocked you because it was an actual goog idea. You knew you could walk far away and be in your depth which means no one could actually see you two fucking like there was no tomorrow.

“fuck ok let’s do this”

You took his hand and ran to the ocean, his curls bouncing, his smile wide as he was a kid we told he was going to have a puppy.

“Oh shit fuck no it’s too cold I’m not-“ Timmy interrupted you by throwing you on his shoulder like you were a bag, even if you tried it was to late, you were thrown.

“OH MY SHIT ITS COLD COME HERE!” you took him by the shoulder and kissed him deeply, your proximity made you feel his already raging boner on his orange shorts.

“Fuck babe let me just be in you already we’re far from people stares!” He begged, he really wanted you liked you didn’t done it twice this morning?

He pushed your swimsuit to the side, putting two fingers (with his rings) in you. You moaned at the feeling. These goddamn fingers will be death of you. You humped him trying to made him some relief.

“Babe stop I’m wet enough just want you in right now!” You panted

“Shit I forgot the cando-

“I’m on the pill you know just, FUCK, put it!! You took control of the situation by grabbing his dick palming a bit.

“Fuck, ok don’t beg me to stop later then.” He said as he slammed into you, making gasp loudly but hopefully, covered by his mouth.

He fastened the pace, going in and out of you as fast as he could making the waves around you higher, the thought made you smile. This balls were slapping against your ass while he hold both of his arm around your waist. You could feel your orgasm building up until you felt his fingers rubbing your clit making cry in pleasure.

“Lemme grab those boobs hun” you never knew if Timmy was an ass man or boobs man, but his hand going down to your ass slapping it and his other one massaging your boob made you even more wonder.

“You’re gonna cum for me baby? Huh? Cant even talk because of how I fucked the words out of your brain? You loved when he dirty talk, and he knew it.

“Tim- Timmy- oh my ahh..” you came down, clenched as he continued to pound into you like a dog.

“Came so well for me my love, hold still I’m coming”

His trusts gotten sloppier as he came inside you, you sighed and kissed his cheek.

“Love you so much mon amour, je t’aime” he said as he hugged you

“Je t’aime aussi my dear.”

You walked back to the beach, hands holding until you looked down on Timmy’s crotch.

Oh no.

He was still hard.

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chal-latte · 2 years

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ok I’m here to drop some inspo ✨☝🏻 what about y/n!actress with timmy at a friend’s wedding and well of course y/n sings so she performs ‘my man’ (Barbra’s song but glee version, yeah I’m a musical person lol) and of course she glares and looks at timmy all the time (maybe some fans uploading photos of their outfits and stories about hearing y/n singing) 💌🌷 I hope I can send some more inspo soon <3 love you!

a/n: HI LOVER <33 wait fuck I LITERALLY REAd ur text wrong this whole time i fucking thot u asked for them getting married not them attending a friend’s wedding IM SO 😭😭😭😭 SORRY OMG SJFJJSJDJS PLS DONT HATE ME FOR MAKING U WAIT AND THEN PROCEEDS TO GET THE MESSAGE WRONG 😭😭😭😭 I WAS DONE W ALL THIS THEN I REREAD UR TEXT omg i hope this could do it anyway haha lmk what u think

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y/i/n may we find each other in every lifetime, timothée 🤍

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fanpage23 ARE YOU GUYS READING THE PINNED COMMENT😭😭😭😭😭

fanpage10 god rly has favorites huh

alanabc certified milf 👼

fanpage99 AND THATS TO FOREVER

enews congratulations y/n and timothee!

fanpage57 she’s so angelic

dior we’re very honored to be trusted for making your wedding gown 🤍

nicoleflender qu’est-ce qu’elle est belle, la jeune mariée ❤️

↪️ y/i/n oh nicole ❤️❤️

bellahadid im rewatching the vid i took when you sung my man and im still crying im just SO FCKIN HAPPY FOR YOU Y/N PIE!!!!

fanpage37 and they say romance is dead

devonleecarlson princessaaaa 🫶🪷🫶🪷🫶

fanpage29 apparently if you search best wedding 2022 on google, this pictures will appear on top

alexademie all my love

gigihadid what a day to remember!! love you lots y/n!!!

louispartridge_ my twin sister 👯‍♀️

↪️ y/i/n haha louis i was supposed to be the only one in white 🙄

fanpage38 everytime y/n and louis are bitching at each other i find another will to live

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pauline.chalamet having you by my side until now has been the greatest gift life could ever give to me. then you brought y/n along and now we’re content and complete. she’s been in the family since forever but onto eternity 🥂 everybody welcome y/n chalamet!

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sillyblondepsycho Y/N 🗣🗣🗣 CHALAMET 🗣🗣🗣

fanpage83 IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM

fanpage19 SHE’S BEEN IN THE FAMILY SINCE FOREVER 😩😭😩😭

stephanebak 🔥🔥

fanpage11 that all black suit slaps i swear

jeannedamas congratulations!!

fanpage90 CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU TOO PAULINE FOR HAVING A NEW SISTER IN THE FAMILY

fanpage88 they r so hot!!! best siblings of the century tbh

itsjuliebowen truly happy for you! can’t wait to meet the newlyweds

fanpage22 cant get over the fact that pauline wrote a poem for them both

↪️ fanpage20 i thought it was a no phone party

↪️ fanpage22 @fanpage20 check deuxmoi

irisapatow cUUuuuuUtEee

helenepambrun trop trop trop contente ❤️❤️❤️

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tchalamet la femme de ma vie, y/n chalamet.

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y/i/n et toi, mon coeur ❤️‍🔥

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fanpage29 theyre so fucking in love its beautiful oh my god

fanpage11 for fucking real!!!

fanpage28 me when

gretagerwig i believe i wrote about you guys in the past life. but anywho, let’s celebrate!

fanpage13 it should’ve been meeee

↪️ fanpage98 lol let them be happy ffs

h.a lovebirds

jamie_grooming you guys are shining ✨✨

jessicachastain there you go tim! promise i’ll make it up for my absence ❤️

↪️ tchalamet we’ll happy to welcome you

↪️ y/i/n @jessicachastain YAY MOTHER

theweeknd true love 🖤

dunemovie from arrakis with love🔥

fanpage81 i believe they have had several photoshoot together pre wedding bc this isn’t what he wore yesterday

↪️ fanpage67 i think so too based on hélène pambrun’s insta

fanpage33 HIS SPEECH THO

↪️ fanpage48 when he quoted, “whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.” yeah. people died. y/n cried and i DIED.

opheliamillaiss they made me believe in love again

jacquemus LOVE WINS ❤️✨🕊

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vogue congratulations to the it couple, @tchalamet and @y/i/n. settling down their vows they have celebrated a private enchanting wedding in bali. discover more about their relationship timeline link in our bio. (photo: @gregwilliamsphotography)

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fanpage92 the most beautiful couple

fanpage10 i wish i was invited

fanpage20 they were glued together all night!

fanpage16 harry styles performed golden in their ceremony and it was the most. charming. thing. ever. i cried so bad omg

↪️ fanpage43 and when y/n walked down the aisle with lana’s video game playing <\333

fanpage77 young love <3

fanpage71 ❤️❤️❤️

tchalamet tagged @y/i/n in a story

#timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet imagine #paul atreides #paul atreides imagine #timothee chalamet imagines #instagram au #timothee chalamet au #imagine

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destinyc1020 · 8 months

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I'm loving this discussion of Tom and Tim . Destiny how for certain you are. Tom and Timothee are really close friends that have never been seen out by no one before excluding that phone call on a radio program! Would you agree that's a little strange no one has seen or witness them hanging together ?

I never said that Tom and Timmy were "really close friends" Anon. I've always said that they're industry friends/buddies who like each other and respect each other's work. That's it!

They've never even worked with each other on a filming project before, so right now Timmy is probably a little closer to those he's actually worked with in the industry, wouldn't you say?

With that said, I definitely DON'T think that they hate each other, like fans in these silly stupid fandom wars try to claim. 🙄😒

And the fact that he's worked with Zendaya twice is pretty much evidence that Tom has become very familiar with Timmy just by extension since we all know Z has talked to Timmy about Tom.

The very fact that Tom even has Timmy's number and Timmy has Tom's number in the first place when they've NEVER even worked together before is a HUGE sign (imo) that they're cool with each other and are friends on some level!

Alright fine.... y'all want me to bring out receipts? Cuz y'all know I'll bring out receipts! 😅

Receipts:

Tom even called Timmy "doubly handsome" rofl 🤣 😆

Tom even talks about this funny moment years ago when this girl thought his brother Sam was Timothée Chalamet haha 😄

Tom even claims that Timmy is "too handsome" to be confused with him.... and honestly, Tom is just being very HUMBLE by saying this, coz Tom is handsome also! 😍 But as you can see, Tom is perfectly fine with Timmy and his handsome looks lol.🤭

Timmy has called Tom an "awesome dude" and "the best Spiderman".😊 (FF to min 1:20 and 1:42 in the link) So obviously he knows Tom well enough to feel this way about him. 😃👍🏾

I'm telling y'all.... these fandom wars are so STUPID. 🙄😒 These actors don't hate each other! It's silly fans pitting them against each other for dumb reasons. 😤

It's obvious Tom and Timmy have NOTHING against each other.

Anyway....We actually DO know that Tom and Timmy have met each other before irl because Timmy says so in the last link above at min 4:00. So you all have to realize that just because there aren't pictures, it doesn't mean they haven't met before. 🤷🏾‍♀️ You have to keep in mind too that Tom lives primarily in London, and until recently, Timmy was living in NYC. So while they've met before, it's probably hard to sync schedules to "hang out". They're busy actors.

But even if they HAD never met before, there are these things now days called cell phones you know... and it's so revolutionary, but you can actually see someone on a screen by using this thing called FaceTime, and you can talk to that person as if they're actually there! Right there in real time! 😃 Isn't that crazy?? 😄

And lastly, I choose to believe what ppl say out of their own MOUTHS. And Tom has hinted several times before that he and Timmy are friends. I'm not gonna argue with what the man has said out of his own mouth Anon. 🙄 Y'all should know me by now when it comes to stuff like that.

But if you think you know better than Tom himself on what his relationship with Timmy is, then go right ahead. 😒🤷🏾‍♀️ Believe whatever you want. That's what most ppl tend to do these days anyway, instead of looking at real FACTS and evidence. 🙄

#tom holland #timothée chalamet #the fandom wars have got to go 😤

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sylniabab · 1 year

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The only downside of John Wick 4 is that they cannot find a more Scandinavian man to play a French man. Like, Bill Skasgard without his clown makeup screams Scandinavian. The guy couldn't even speak french without an accent. Like, I know Vincent Cassel is too old and Jean Dujardin too, moreover Jean cannot speak english for his life but still. Your typical French man is a brown hair twink okay? It's Timothée Chalamet ffs! That's guy is only half french but it's already 50% more French-ness than Bill Skasgard's which is none. I really wish French men to be a Scandinavian David like Bill but it's just not the case okay ಥ‿ಥ

#john wick #john wick 4

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souljag1rl999 · 2 years

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Someone (a black writer preferably) make a Timothée Chalamet ff inspired by Superstar by Usher. I don’t know or care how you do it but figure it out. Plz and thank you 🙏🏾

Edit: Actually SPECIFICALLY TC x Black fem reader

#timothee chalamet x black reader #timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet smut #Usher #2000s #black reader #black fem reader #dune movie

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youngfcs · 1 year

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ehi cibiiii !! 💗💗💗

i'm wrote a ff where stefan from tvd has two sons.

i've already chose the first boy (i’ve chose manu rios, 'cause according to me they kinda look like) i just need the second boy now.

the important thing is that this male fc look like both paul and manu

Hello there 💗 of course :) hope you like it!

Patrick Schwarzenegger (19-29)

Charlie Gillespie (17-24)

Froy Gutierrez (16-24)

Maxence Danet-Fauvel (18-29)

Timothée Chalamet (18-27)

(cib)

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joelockescoffee · 2 years

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Lol what is that "not appropriate" anon even on about? You never said anything even remotely inappropriate, and never mind that these boys are all adults now anyway - is anon going to all the drooling sexual stan accounts of e.g. Timothée Chalamet to police them too?

Deleted that ask, I shouldn't have answered them🤦🏻‍♀️ Seriously, at least go through their posts a little before judging someone's blog, what the hell? There are enough nasty pages for anon to police on, I've seen some people making inappropriate comments about teens like Asher Angel ffs.

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blackbeak · 4 years

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this is it this is the one this is the trailer that was made specifically to ruiN ME

#MY GOD DAMN HEART #JESUS FKFÖSKD #*deep deep deep deep deep breaths*#it's fine im fine it'll be fiNE #little women #trailers #movies #faves #saoirse ronan #timothée chalamet #florence pugh #THE WAY I AM ALSO PREPARED TO ADORE THE FRICK OUT OF FLORENCE'S AND GRETA'S AMY?????#BRING #IT #ON #nah but for real i am terrified of timmy's peeformance because he will crush my heart it'snot even funny imma need a billion hugs #AAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!#i am so excited #Can't wait to see saoirse smash another tole ffs i AM SO UPSET I WONT GET TO SEE THIS UNTILJANUARY 24THHHHH

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la-zay-fair · 5 years

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They know their brand well 😉

#tiff loves timotayyy #tiff #timothée international ff #timothée chalamet

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fantasiavii · 4 years

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Youtube kept recommending me videos critiquing The King and I didn’t watch them but I was intrigued enough that I (like the little cog in the capitalist machine that I am) did watch The King and honestly, I spent most of the time watching that movie wondering why it was made. (Indulgently realistic portrayals of medieval battle?) (also: spoilers below)

It took awhile for me to figure out the plot (I guess it’s Henry V’s character arc to becoming a “good” king? And his friendship with Falstaff?). And the reason I didn’t think it could just be that (i.e. I thought there should be something more) is because his character growth didn’t seem to be saying anything special. He essentially flipped a switch when he became king from family disappointment who does his best not to care at all to serious and responsible man who cares a lot. Which is fine. But it also came with a heavy dose of toxic masculinity (in this case, the suppression of emotion and the isolation of the new role he’s taken on) and English nationalism. (Henry’s whole thing is that he wants to unite England—idk if that included Wales and Scotland bc I know fuckall about English history during this time period but he does want an end to the rebellions mentioned at the beginning of the film, most of which seem to originate in Wales and Scotland.) Maybe they (the creators of this film) didn’t mean anything by it, maybe they just thought it was an accurate representation of Henry V, or maybe they thought it made for a compelling story (a king that actually tries to care about his people for a change) but me being me, I’m just thinking of Brexit and what it means to be telling this story right now (where England unites because England is set against France/their neighboring countries).

So about twenty minutes from the end I’m just thinking “what was the point of this? Henry V is a perfectly good play, why not just do the play? Does anyone really care about Henry V enough for this?” (For the record, I have not seen Henry V either but I have seen Henry IV Part 2)

But the moment that really turned it around for me and made me reconsider everything was when Catherine, the daughter of the king of France (who Henry’s going to marry since he conquered France), essentially takes this persona that Henry’s built up—of a good, even-tempered, wise, reluctant to fight, chivalrous king—and rips its guts out. She tells him from her perspective he looks foolish, childish, and bellicose, to go to war and lose so many lives over a false assassination attempt and a playful insult from her brother. And it’s MAGNIFICENT. I love that scene so goddamn much. It just completely eviscerates him and every reason he had for doing what he did.

Of course, what’s happened is that one of his advisors lied to him and the problem is quickly dealt with and you can assume Henry becomes a better king with Catherine by his side (who he asks to always speak truthfully to him). But I just loved (loved loved) that everything he had worked towards was torn down so quickly and easily by a woman (a woman who said she would not be cowed by him, that he would have to earn her respect, even though he just conquered her country). It’s hardly the most revolutionary feminist moment out there, but to have it come and destroy the previous narrative (which as I said before, seemed to mostly be about toxic masculinity and English nationalism) is just so satisfying. It makes me think there might be better interpretations of this film available other than the (weirdly pro-Brexit?*) one I originally thought the movie was going towards.

*To be clear: I don’t think the movie was actually trying to take a stance on Brexit (though I could be completely wrong bc I haven’t looked up any interviews or anything) but you still always have the question “why are they making this movie that tells this story now?” and that’s where things can get political even if they weren’t intended to be.

#The King #Timothée Chalamet #bc lbr a lot of ppl are probably watching for him #even i was watching for him i’ll admit it #the youtube recs made me watch it sooner than i would have but i probably would have watched it anyway #he makes a fucking bowl cut look good and it’s infuriating #when that ‘all hail the king’ scene happened on the battlefield i was like :///#not today satan (satan: the allure of monarchy)#though i will admit the coronation scene worked mostly bc i have more respect for religion than just random ppl bowing to someone #like this movie is ABOUT monarchy it’s called The King ffs but it’s not saying much that’s new #it sells bc of the allure of monarchy

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