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timotheecontent · 12 days

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Timothée Chalamet in BEAUTIFUL BOY (2018) dir. Felix van Groeningen

#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #nic sheff #beautiful boy #gifs #filmedit #moviegifs #filmgifs #~#i'm here to audition for the role of hair ruffler

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thoughtkick · 3 months

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As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff

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perfectquote · 3 months

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As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff

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thehopefulquotes · 1 month

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As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff

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riordanness · 3 months

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enchanté — [n.sheff]

wordcount: 1.2K

warnings: none

requested: no

tags: @honey-ambrosia my wife <33 (send her love or else)

a/n: idk?? i just had a random idea while watching this movie for the first time so enjoy i guess. nic is defo ooc, doesn’t do drugs in this fic either, and i know basically none of the movie plot yet. feel free to request nic sheff fics tho! <3

“Nice to meet you.” I smile; and shake my new roommate's hand. He seems nice enough, with pretty green eyes and curly brown hair.

He smiles back, then heads into our dorm room. I turn back to my conversation with the other girls in our hallway. Turns out there wasn’t an even number of girls or boys this year, so I got shoved into a dorm room with a guy. Not that that’s the worst thing that could’ve happened to me; he’s kinda cute.

One of the other new girls, I think she said her name was Alexa, nudges me. “Damn, I wish I was the not-so-unlucky girl stuck with a boy. He is hot.”

I shrug. “He’s not bad. He’s probably got a girlfriend though. Or he’s gay.” I nudge her back. “Doesn’t matter that much; he’s probably the kind of guy who spends all his time not in his dorm room. More time alone for me.”

I say goodbye and turn towards my bedroom door. I stop just before it, though, when I hear voices.

“Yeah, she seems nice, she’s just in the hall,” I hear my roommate say. I’m not entirely sure who he’s talking to, but then another person speaks, a much older man, and I remember his father is here.

“I feel for you though…” His father laughs, and I hear the sound of cds clacking together, and I realise that they’re my cds.

I internally cringe. Why did I decide to set up my cds? My roommate definitely thinks I’m a total loser freak now. I visualise my collection. Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo, Chase Atlantic, Melanie Martinez, Joshua Bassett, and the Chainsmokers. Pretty much screams ‘basic white girl’ doesn’t it?

I knock on the doorframe, stepping into view. “Hey,” I say, waving a little at his father. “Nice to meet you.”

My roommate’s father hastily shoves my cds back onto my desk. “You too. I’m Nic’s father.” He stands and offers me his hand. I shake it, offering a smile.

“Well…” Nic’s father pats his pockets. “I’d best be going.” He gives his son a hug, who stands and grips his father tightly.

I feel awkward, like I’m interrupting something.

“Everything,” Nic whispers.

“Everything.”

Though I have no idea what that means, I think it’s adorable.

His father leaves, and the two of us stand for a moment. Then I drop my bag on the floor next to my bed and flop myself onto it.

“What’s your name?” Nic asks quietly. “I’m Nic.”

I prop myself up on one elbow. “I know. I’m y/n.”

He nods. “Cool.”

There’s silence for a couple more seconds, more than feels comfortable.

I blow out my breath. “My friend thinks you’re cute.”

He laughs in surprise. “Is that a pick-up line?”

“No.” I glance at him. “She literally does think that.”

“Okay.” Another pause. “My dad thinks your music taste sucks.”

I glance over at my cd collection, which is now in an unorganised pile on my desk, compliments to Nic’s father. “Mm.”

“It’s not bad, though,” he offers. “I love Chase Atlantic.”

I raise an eyebrow, and meet his eyes. “Oh yeah?”

“Mhmmm. Vibes, Into It, Friends, Meddle About, CALL ME BACK, Church, some of my favourite songs ever.”

I make an impressed face. “Okay, okay. I’ll accept that.”

“The other stuff though?” He makes a face. “Taylor Swift? Really?”

I sit up. “Yes. Taylor Swift really.” I grab my notebook out of my bag and relax onto my pillows. “Now shh while I write this idea down.”

He suddenly looks interested. “You write?”

“Duh.”

“No, no,” he tries to backtrack. “I mean, I write too. That’s why I’m here. To study writing.”

I look at him over the top of my notebook. “You? A writer?” i don’t mean to sound incredulous, but I probably do.

He nods sincerely. “I love to write. What kind of things do you write?”

“Umm…” I stare up at the ceiling. “All kinds. Poetry, fiction, lyrics, fanfiction, essays, critiques, anything really. I just love anything to do with words and writing.” I swing my legs over the side of my bed, facing him. “What about you?”

“Me too. Anything.”

I nod. “Can I read something of yours sometime?”

He shoots me a crooked smile. “Only if I can read yours.”

“Deal.”

We shake hands, and I’d be lying if I said my heart didn’t flutter a little.

It’s been six weeks of sharing a dorm with Nic Sheff, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love every second.

Turns out, he’s amazing. At like, everything. His writing is incredible, at least the little I’ve seen so far. He can skateboard like nobody’s business. He can sing, speak French, and apparently, braid hair. (I know from experience, trust me on this).

“Hey, tresses,” Nic says, throwing his backpack on the floor, and himself on my bed.

I was at my desk, trying to study. “Hey,” I reply absentmindedly.

“You got class this afternoon?” he asks.

“Mhm.”

“Same one as me?”

“Probably.”

“Y/n…” he whines, picking up my Spider-Man squishmallow and throwing it at me. “Pay attention to me.”

I glance up. “What?”

“Do you have the poetry class in twenty minutes? The one we both take?” He asks the question slowly.

I read my timetable quickly. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

“Okay. Let’s go then, it’s a bit of a walk and we do not want to be late.”

I shut my laptop. “Fine. Let’s go then.”

He jokingly offers me his arm, and instead of taking it like a lady, I hit him. “Ow, y/n!” he complains.

I giggle. “Come on, Nic. We don’t wanna be late.” I mimic his earlier words.

He rolls his eyes. “You’re awful, tresses.”

“You love me.”

He doesn’t reply to that.

“Alright, Mr Steff, would you like to read your poem aloud now?” Mr Day asks the boy.

Nic glances nervously at me, for some reason, then stands as he nods at our teacher. “Yes, sir.”

He unfolds a crumpled piece of paper, clears his throat, and licks his lips in the cute way he always does when he’s worried or nervous.

“Mon amour,

Oh, how I adore you.

The way you make me feel, my love,

it’s like I’d give anything for one of your smiles.

The fact that I can’t say ‘je vous aime’,

well, ça me tue à l’intérieur.

j’ai été enchanté de te rencontrer,

mon amour.

je pense que tu es á ma place.

Mon amour,

Oh, how I adore you.

Je vous aime.”

A brief silence follows Nic’s poem, then a round of applause, louder than any I’d heard here before.

He looks at me, and for a split second I don’t know why. Then it clicks.

“Me?” I ask weakly. “You wrote that… for me?”

He smiles shyly. “I love you.”

The whole class cheers, and we get another round of applause.

My mouth is open, and my heart is racing, but I know I want to say it too. But for some reason, when I open my mouth, the words won’t come out. So I do the only other thing I can think of.

I stand up, grab Nic by the collar, and pull him into a kiss.

The cheering gets a whole lot louder after that.

translation:

“My love,

Oh, how I adore you.

The way you make me feel, my love,

it’s like I’d give anything for one of your smiles.

The fact that I can’t say ‘I love you’,

Well, it kills me inside.

I was enchanted to meet you,

my love.

I think you belong with me.

My love,

Oh, how I adore you.

I love you.”

#nic sheff #nic sheff x reader #timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet x reader #timothée chalamet #beautiful boy #timothee chalamet x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #beautiful boy movie

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eyluvu · 3 months

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Want to introduce him to agere and just hold him and watch mlp episodes to heal him

#nic sheff #beautiful boy 2018 #timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #fandom agere #pls hes just a baby #i could fix him

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callmebysage · 3 months

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as a society we moved on from this far too fast

Lee is a perfect angel i just want to put him in my pocket and tell him it’s all gonna be okay

#timothée chalamet #lee bones and all #bones and all #he is alive #timothee chalamet #elio perlman #nic sheff #laurie laurence #taylor russell #put him in my pocket

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admireforever · 1 month

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Beautiful Boy

#mine #screens #beautiful boy #nic sheff #david sheff #timothée chalamet #steve carell #movie #movies #cinema #film #films #addiction #drugs #timothee chalamet #timmy #timmy chalamet

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perfectfeelings · 1 year

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As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff

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johnnyhatesducks · 2 months

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#steve carell #fanart #timothée chalamet #Beautiful Boy #beautiful boy movie #steve carell fanart #david sheff #nic sheff #my art 👽

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jhutchrn · 3 months

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tw- eating disorder, puke??

"i love you"

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you lay in bed next to timothée, staring at the ceiling as hes quietly snoring next to you. the guilt of eating fills you, gnawing at your insides. your brain tells you to go and make yourself throw up. your heart thinking of what timmy would think if he woke up to you vomiting. you get up anyways, kneeling infront of the toilet as you shove two fingers to the back of your throat. gagging and coughing loudly, all that can come up is stomach acid and saliva.

you slump down leaning against the toilet sobbing quietly knowing its too late to throw up the food you ate. footsteps drown out your sniffles, looking up through your tears you see timmy. "hey.. hey whats going on" he asks you tiredly. "nothing, just leave me please" you mumble, avoiding eye contact. timothée squats down infront of you. "tell me, why are you throwing up baby.." he speaks in a calm tone. "i just dont feel well. thats all" you reply with a rapsy voice. "i know that isnt all, cmon talk to me." timmy sits down next to you, leaning his shoulder against yours.

"im just- im tryna throw up dinner. ive been putting on weight and i just want to be small and pretty like every other girl you know and work with." you reply with a shaky voice. "oh honey no.. nonono. youre beautiful the way you are. i dont care if youre putting on weight or anything, youre still the same beautiful woman to me. i'll love you and your body no matter what. i promise you, those other girls have nothing compared your beauty." he compliments you, putting his arms around your shoulders gently rubbing your forearm. "thank you.." you mutter, leaning your head on his slim shoulder. "i love you" he whispers against your hair, kissing the top of your head. "i love you to timmy."

#timothée chalamet #timothee x reader #x reader #timothee x you #nic sheff #comfort #fluff

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timotheecontent · 1 month

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Timothée Chalamet as Nic Sheff BEAUTIFUL BOY (2018) Dir. Felix van Groeningen

#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #nic sheff #beautiful boy #gifs #filmedit #~

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thoughtkick · 1 year

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As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff

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perfectquote · 11 months

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As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff

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lovelyrocker · 22 days

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Timothée Chalamet as Nic Sheff in Beautiful Boy is a whole other level of heartache.

#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #timothée #chalamet #timothee #nic #sheff #nic sheff #beautiful boy #tweak

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randomluck-ofthe-universe · 10 months

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#❤️

IG @chalametchilee

#timothée chalamet #call me by your name #elio perlman #beautiful boy #nic sheff

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