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skincare

pairing: timothée chalamet x fem!reader

synopsis: in which you and timothée have a skincare night!

word count: 1k

warnings: fluffy fluff

a/n: this is the most adorable concept ever and i just love thinking of it it’s so comforting <33

“pleaseeeee?” you begged, tugging lightly at timothée arm. you were laying side by side on the bed and you were aching to do something after spending the night watching a movie.

“y/n,” he whined.

“c’mon, it’s gonna be fun!” you insisted.

so that’s how you and timmy ended up in your large bathroom with an array of skincare products laid out on the counter beside the sink.

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the meet cute diaries: tourist

pairing: timothée chalamet x fem!reader (tourist)

synopsis: in which you get lost in new york and a cute guy named timothée guides you back to your hotel

word count: 0.8k

warnings: none!

a/n: i’m starting a series called the meet cute diaries! i plan to make many more scenarios of the reader meeting into timmy in various places for the first time and hopefully some of them will get sequels! lmk what you think and feel free to drop any reqs anytime <33

you had just come from a rangers game at madison square garden. did you support them? no, because you didn’t know shit about basketball. also, you weren’t from new york. but your dad INSISTED that you see them while on your brief vacation at the big apple. he even bought you tickets, so of course you went, since you couldn’t turn down anything free offered to you.

you thought the new experience would do you good, but you hated it. it was confusing to watch a bunch of tall men run around a rectangular arena, dribbling a round object on the hardwood floor, and throwing them into suspended hoops for a whole afternoon. what was the point?

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can i request a timothee fic based on how do i make you love me? the weeknd performed that song that night so maybe a friendzone situation between femreader and tim or however u like it! u can make it angsty/fluffy it doesnt matter ur writing is beautiful

i recommend listening to how do i make you love me by the weeknd while reading!

how do i make you love me?

pairing: timothée chalamet x fem!reader

synopsis: in which you and your friend timothée attend coachella and ~feelings~ are revealed

word count: 1.3k

warnings: fluff, a little bit of previous friendzoning by the reader towards timmy

a/n: omg first request!! thank you so much, it was so fun to come up with a scenario for this song! recently, a video of timmy making out with a girl at coachella this year has been circulating and so i decided to incorporate it here even though the outfits don’t really align. enjoy! i had sm fun writing this, i hope you like it <33

"I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE WHEN I'M WITH YOU," timothée yelled. "but i love it."

"SO MUCH!" you shouted.

"but i love it,"

"OH YEAH!"

the two of you were jumping up and down at coachella's first weekend, night three, as abel (a.k.a. the weeknd) was performing his setlist. he'd only performed around four songs, but timmy was already going insane, jumping up and down with more energy than you could ever summon, shouting at the top of his lungs, and... grinding his ass against the barricades? it was amusing, to say the least.

however, there was a thick tension in the air between the two of you, one that couldn't be erased, not even by the large crowd that surrounded you, the bright lights that shone on you, or the loud music being played that night. timothée had invited you over to the festival a few days before so that he'd have a companion, since the two of you were close friends. you agreed, since you liked spending time with him, and since you had a nagging feeling in your gut that you liked him.

but on the night before the first evening of the festival when the two of you were hanging out, drunk at your hotel room after dinner, he had leaned forward to say goodbye and before you knew it, his lips were pressed against yours.

you couldn't deny that it was something that you were wanting for a long, long time, that even though you pushed him away, you wanted him too. but not like that. not when he was drunk, not when you were drunk, not when too many things could happen because you thought that he would end up regretting them.

thankfully, the two of you haven't spoke of it again since it happened but you were sure that he wasn't too drunk to forget it either which was why he was acting extra cautious around you. it wasn't so awkward as to make the people around you aware that something shifted between timothée and you, but enough to let him keep his distance a little bit.

at that moment, another song of abel's came on. ‘out of time’, one of his newest releases, featuring a music video with hoyeon jung.

say i love you girl, but i'm out of time

say i'm there for you, but i'm out of time

"hey, you thirsty?" timothée asked, taking a joint out of his mouth. he had your water bottle in his hand so that you wouldn't get tired of holding it throughout the evening.

"oh yes, please." you accepted the jug from him graciously and took a gulp before offering it to him. he took a drink too, before recoiling.

"y/n!” he whined. “you didn't say that it was mushroom tea!" he said accusingly. you shrugged. you were in your mushroom tea phase, drinking it regularly like a normal person would drink water. "that shit's nasty, i don't know how you even deal with it." timmy shook his head in mock disapproval, but a small smile still graced his features.

fuck, he's beautiful, you thought.

“hey, kendall’s over there. wanna say hi?” he asked. you nodded, swallowing thickly before following timothée to where the jenner model stood. you chatted a bit idly as the song began to come to an end, and politely excused yourself since you were extremely awkward and had no idea what else to talk about. you watched timmy from afar as he gave kendall a hug and a pat on the back, a huge smile on his face as he returned to you. were you jealous? maybe a teensy bit. “let’s go back?” he asked, sensing that you were uncomfortable. timmy read you so well. why the hell did you push him away that night? fuck the consequences, he was the one who initiated it. that was you being selfish, but you knew that what you did was the right thing to do.

you began dancing again as you made your way to your previous spot, one of abel’s new songs coming on, ‘how do i make you love me?’ good question, you thought.

“we’re going back in time, i’d like to see you try,” sang timmy. his voice was really good, and he was singing only loud enough for you to hear as you shimmied your shoulders to the beat.

at the mention of mushroom tea, you felt his eyes land on you as you were bouncing to the music. it was hard to ignore his stare, and even harder to ignore the feeling in your veins, your gut telling you to make a move, do something.

“it doesn’t phase you, i need a breakthrough, i only want what’s right in front of me,” timothée continued, raising his voice along with the crowd. he was still staring at you.

... begging for it desperately.

“I SAID!” shouted timmy, jumping up and down. they bounced along the crowd during the interval music before... “how do i make you love me,” he was rubbing his shoulder against yours, always checking your reaction to see if you were getting the hint. you did.

“how do i make you fall for me?” you asked, singing along to the music and looking at him beside you.

“how do i make you want me, and make it last eternally?” he grinned the toothy, full, large smile that you had grown to love so much, and you knew that he knew that you wanted the same thing. “i can see the real you, girl, you don’t have to hide.”

at this, you leaned into the comfort of his touch, breaking the remainders of whatever barrier came up between the two of you all those nights before, and it felt like a weight lifted off from your shoulders. “forget ‘bout what your daddy said, i’ll teach you how to shine.” at this, timmy slung an arm around your shoulder and had turned to face you, still bouncing with the beat while singing the words of the song into your face affectionately. you stayed that way for the rest of the song, dancing with both his hands in yours and no more regard for whatever cameras that would catch you.

i said

how do i make you love me?

how do i make you fall for me?

how do i make you want me?

and make it last eternally?

the music slowly came to an end and you found yourself being dragged out of the vip area where you both were to a deserted area behind all of the parked cars and barricades. your heart was racing and pounding, but you wanted it, you wanted it so bad, so you didn’t try to stop what was about to happen.

before you knew it, you one of your arms was around his neck and you became aware of his hands, his left one on your back pressing you closer into him, and his right hand on your waist. you used the crook of your elbow to pull him closer, as if you weren’t already joined at the lips, because you wanted more, so much more.

“timothée,” you mustered his name once you pulled apart. he smiled at you, a big goofy smile with his eyebrows raised all the way up as if to say, i can’t believe that just happened. well. neither could you.

“fuck, y/n, i’ve been longing to do that for ages.” timmy mumbled, pulling you into a side hug and planting a kiss on your head. “this is okay, right?” he asked worriedly. “the other night... i don’t know what you meant and so i was a bit nervous — ”

he was adorable when he got rambly. “no, no,” you assured him quickly. “i wanted to, too. it’s just, you were drunk and i wasn’t sure if you really meant it and...” you trailed off, unsure of what else to say. but there was nothing else to be said, really. “yeah.” you finished.

“oh i meant it, alright.” the worry on his face was now completely gone and replaced by pure, utter happiness since he had you at his side.

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late night rides

pairing: timothée chalamet x fem!reader

synopsis: in which you and your boyfriend timothée go on a night drive in the middle of coachella <3

word count: 0.5k words

warnings: fluff, i guess?

a/n: this imagine was inspired by timmy’s instagram story! i immediately got boyfriend vibes the second i saw it and knew i had to write something :,))

“pull over, pull over!” you shout, pointing at a vacant parking spot that you two almost passed.

“fuck y/n, don’t yell at me we might crash!” timothée exclaims from beside you, but he maneuvers the car to the side where you pointed. “we have to hurry though, i don’t want to miss abel’s performance.”

“yeah, yeah.” you nod before hopping out the passenger’s seat, almost tumbling into the nearest patch of grass.

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block me out

i highly recommend listening to block me out by gracie abrams before/while reading <3

pairing: timothée chalamet x fem!reader

synopsis: in which timothée helps you manage your intrusive thoughts.

word count: 1k

warnings: anxiety, intrusive thoughts

a/n: this is the first lil thing i’ve written here! it’s based on the song of the same name by gracie abrams, hope u enjoyed! feel free to leave reqs anytime :)) i’d also appreciate if u maybe followed/rt to help me out!

it was the dead of the night and you couldn’t sleep. you’ve been tossing and turning for hours, trying to find the right position in which you could finally drift off, but nothing seemed to work. your mind, like always, was full of thoughts. you’ve improved at shutting them out recently but that specific night, they kept flooding your brain.

you knew that you should talk to someone, do something, but another part of you refused. why bother anyone over something that you’ve handled yourself countless times before? still, that corner of your mind persisted. call timothée, it urged you. call mom. dad. your sister. anyone.

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#gracie abrams #olivia rodrigo #block me out #oliver queen #long pond studio #gracie abrams icons #this is what it feels like

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gracie abrams x timothée chalamet layouts!

#gracie abrams #timothée chamalet #timothée chalamet layouts #gracie abrams layouts #timothée chalamet icons #gracie abrams icons #timothée chalamet headers #twitter layouts #timothée #gracie

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#food tumblr #salmon toast #lunch #photography #my pictures

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#parisian aesthetic #bakery #pastry #photography #my pictures!#snacks #bungalow #molito #strawberries #aesthetic

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— die alone (regulus black x fem!oc), by lady-bxrds

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me when i'm third wheeling 😍 (pt. 2!)

#tom and zendaya #tom holland #zendaya #harry holland #hunter schafer #spiderman: no way home #spiderman #tomdaya #peter parker #mj #euphoria #relationships

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they really have no regard

Poor priest holding the speech at Bunny's funeral. He must've though the greek class was on drugs or something. Richard on the point of blacking out, Francis enraging a wasp, Camilla leaning and slipping off and Charles hitting the shit out of that wasp with the prayerbook. They are so chaotic!

Forgot to mention that Francis and Charles went to the bathroom afterwards to have fun.

UNBOTHERED. ALL OF THEM!

#my comfort gays

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