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babyflorencee · 4 months

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Worries and apologies

Timothée Chalamet x fem!Reader

I slammed the passenger door of my fiancé's car shut as I stormed inside mine and Timothée’s house, not caring enough to wait for him to get out of the car. I walked into our bedroom, crawling into bed, and pulling the blanket up to my neck, my back facing the door.

I sat there taking in everything that had happened earlier that day, growing more upset as I replayed Timothée screaming at me in front of our family and friends over and over again in my head.

Timothée and I had planned on going to dinner with our close friends and family as a way of spending our 3 year anniversary, but it didn't go as any of us expected. We ended up getting into an argument before we could even leave the restaurant.

I laid in the dark as tears started to form in my eyes as I tried to sink further into the mattress, wishing that I could just disappear.

I eventually decided that I was going to stay at a hotel for a few days, since I figured Timothée wouldn't want to see me. I grabbed the telephone that was on the side table, dialing a hotel's number as I waited for them to pick up. Once they did, they informed me that there would be an available spot in an hour. They said that they just needed to get it cleaned and that they would call back when it was ready. So I made a reservation before I got up from my bed, walking into my closet, grabbing my pajamas and a couple of outfits before stuffing them into a small bag. I went back into bed, waiting for the phone to ring, when I heard the bedroom door opening and then slamming shut. I jumped a little at the noise as I pulled the blanket up more, hoping that he wouldn't try to talk to me. However, my hopefulness soon disappeared as I felt the bed dip.

I pulled the blanket further up my body, as I tried to pretend that he wasn't there. Which worked up until I felt his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer to him until my back hit his chest, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. I sat there, not moving, waiting for him to talk. It didn't take long before I heard him speaking in a calming tone, slightly whispering. He almost never spoke that way with me unless he knew I was unhappy with him. He thinks that if he lowers his volume, it will make up for raising his voice at me, but it doesn't.

"Y/n, I'm sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have raised my voice at you. It won't happen again, I promise." He said, pressing a kiss on my neck with every word he spoke.

I knew that what he was telling me was the truth, but I couldn't help but feel like it wasn't. So I stayed put. I felt him holding onto me tighter as I started to feel bad. I was about to roll over when I heard the phone starting to ring, "hello, who is this?" I heard Timothée say, as I closed my eyes, hoping that it wasn't the hotel.

"Oh uh no I would like to cancel that reservation." He said in a serious tone.

I looked up seeing him with an unreadable look on his face, soon enough he put the phone down as he turned to the side to face me, "You were going to leave?" He asked me, moving a strand of hair away from my eyes.

I didn't know what to say. How could I tell the man I am about to marry that I was thinking of leaving him for a few days? So I just nodded my head.

"Please don't ever leave me, I'm so sorry." Timothée said, his voice breaking, before engulfing me into a tight hug.

"I won't, I’m sorry, I forgive you," I whispered in his ear, wrapping my arms around his neck, playing with the tips of his hair.

"Promise?" He asked, keeping his head into my neck, not wanting to look at me.

"I promise," I said, pressing a kiss on the top of his head as I pulled his body closer to mine, my heart melting when he wrapped his arms around me.

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thebetawolfgirl · 5 months

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His Worst Day

Pairing: Timmy x Reader

Warnings: None really, slight mention of depression. Just pure fluff.

Summary: Timmy has a really bad day, and y/n takes care of him.

A/N: Had one of my own bad days yesterday so this one is based on that!

His Worst Day

This was odd, even though he was always photographed on his phone or using it in some form he wasn’t surgically attached to it, but she hadn’t heard from him in five days and he always made sure he messaged her just to say Hello or to remind her how much he loved her. But not to hear from him for this amount of time was concerning and quite scary, she called his parents and his sister and they hadn’t heard from him either and just assumed he was with her.

She grabbed her car keys and left her apartment to head to his place after trying to call him only to get his voicemail.

She parked in the private parking garage underneath the apartment complex and climbed the stairs two at a time, she used her key to let herself into his humble 2 bedroom apartment and walked into the living room to find the place littered with half eaten takeout containers,

Now she was really worried, Timmy could be a bit messy but not to this extent.

She walked to his bedroom and slowly opened the door to find him in bed curled up in the feral position beneath the covers, she could also hear sniffling and walked to his side of the bed kneeling in front of the lump on the bed ‘Timmy? My love?’ She whispered his name gently pulling away the duvet from his head to see his pale face and exhausted red puffy eyes.

‘Baby? What’s happened?’ She brushed his hair gently from his face as he mumbled hoarsely ‘I just get like this sometimes, I just get so low I can’t find the strength to do anything. I’m sorry I haven’t called or text, I just-‘

‘Shhhh it’s okay you don’t need to explain, I understand.’ She whispered climbing in beside him carefully and holding him close against her while pressing her body against his and rubbed slow circles around his back.

After a while she got up leaving him to go into the bathroom and ran him a hot bath with all his favourite scents then went into the kitchen and cleaned up throwing all of the old food out cleaning the containers. She went back into the bathroom turning the taps off when the bath was filled and went to fetch him.

‘Timmy, my angel I filled the bathtub let’s go.’

She knew she should leave him in bed, but she wanted him out of the bed so she could change the sheets and put fresh ones on.

He got up groggily his hair standing up in all directions and followed her to the bathroom letting her strip him of his sweat covered clothes and helped him into the water watching him sigh as the hot water hit his stiff muscles.

He brought his knees up to his chest as she washed him gently turning the shower extension on and let the water run over his head and hair, she washed his hair with his favourite shampoo and conditioner untangling his curls gently with her fingers brushing them from his face.

She then washed the soap suds out and drained the water before grabbing the fluffiest and warmest towel she could find and wrapped it around him helping him step out and dried his body gently, she walked him to sit on the chaise at the bottom of the bed and dried him and got him dressed in clean pyjamas.

She then guided him to the living room and turned his favourite show on and made him his favourite snack of cup noodles and knelt down to look at him.

‘I’m going to strip your bed and put nice clean sheets on. I’m just going to be in the next room, I’m not going anywhere else today.’ She spoke softly as he leaned his forehead against hers and she touched his cheek gently.

She gave him his noodles and left him with his throw over his knees and went to strip his bed to put them in the washing machine and took fresh linens out of his wardrobe, they were the silk ones he got for his birthday and grabbed the matching pillow cases and duvet before carefully putting them on.

She then grabbed the dirty sheets and duvet cover and carried them through to the kitchen and threw them into the washing machine, she scooped some lavender fabric softener into the drawer and turned it on.

She then turned to return to the living room to sit beside her boyfriend and found him Channel surfing with the remote, his finished noodles on the coffee table, she smiled walking over to him and kissed the top of his head before sitting down beside him and let him lay his head on her lap.

‘Feeling better baby?’ She still spoke softly to him while playing with his hair feeling him nod his head and hum in response.

‘I’ve sent a quick message to your sister telling her I’ve got you. I’ll stay for as long as you need me. Today we can stay in and watch movies and just rest.’

He sighed and curled up against her whispering in a small voice ‘Thank you. For everything.’

She leaned down and kissed his cheek and rubbed his arm gently.

‘I love you.’ He mumbled and she smiled ‘I love you more sweet angel boy.’

This had been his worst day, but as long as he had her by his side, he would get through it.

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valsarchives · 10 months

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we belong together - t.c.

Timothée Chalamet x OC

a/n: so this is my first time posting x OC AU and I’m kinda nervous but yeah, enjoy!

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miramelbourne what a night

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tchalamet what a night indeed.

miramelbourne 🤠🫦

miramybaby what do you mean miss?????

timirastan ok mr. and mrs. we-talk-so-secretly.

miralotheefan we need to know what happened that night 😩

user_28438 are they dating?

timmyxmimi well, there is nothing confirmed but we hope they are because they’re so good together 🫠

randomuser she’s dating with Ben Barnes

timotheefan15 bro what 💀 they’re besties

mirasbabygirl You SLAYED as always 💅🏻

kissmemira My lady looks so sexy as always 🫦

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zendaya i missed you like crazyyyy

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tchalamet oh I’m gonna show you who’s jealous

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timmyxmimi SHOW US TOO TIM

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tchalamet TC x MM for chaneloffical

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miramelbourne 😋

tchalamet 🫠

chanelofficial 🖤

tchalafann parents!!!

timmytimmy oh, look at my husband with his girl

benbarnes the second picture tho mhmmm

tchalamet challenge accepted mhmmm

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miramybaby ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS

kissmemira ok but can you guys admit that ur dating already so i can live in peace 🙄

stephanebak i love this

timmyfan04 our guy pretty like a girl 😭

mirasbabygirl the iconic chanel couple 🙌🏻

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miramelbourne MM x CC chanelofficial

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tchalamet Ladies and Gentlemen… Miranda Janelle Melbourne.

miramelbourne 🥰

chalametfann we love the man who always supports his girl 🥹

zendaya marry me😡

miramelbourne when? 💋

tchalamet such a fangirl

zendaya yeah, what about it?

chanelofficial love this look 🖤

miramybaby MIRANDA MELBOURNE WORLD DOMINATION

timchalfan Hopefully we'll see her again at the Venice Film Festival! She’d slay as always.

msmelbourne we will girl it’s confirmed!!! 🥹

mimirayray ICON!!!

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mirandaupdates my babies 🥹🥹🥹

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msmelbourne she’s also wearing his cap and sunglasses 😭

randomuser i wonder how she’s allowed to wear the stuff she wears, i mean not in this one obviously but she always wears revealing clothes and Timothée is a jealous man.

chalafann bruh he always supports her and he has no right to speak about what she wears, which is the fact that he’s aware, hell he probably wears even more revealing clothes than her lol. And Timothée is jealous yes, but not toxic.

timotheefan15 GUYS, GO LOOK FOR TIMOTHÈE’S LAST POST OMFG

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tchalamet It’s been a crazy journey, but you can't imagine how grateful I am to have you by my side. You’ve made me a better man since the day I met you. I’m so happy that you’re mine. I can never get enough of you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

I promise you that I’ll make you the happiest woman in the world like you made me the happiest man on earth. And I want to raise a toast to that.

To us.

Happy 2nd anniversary my love, you’re my whole world.

p.s. i know i said i won’t post the first pic but i can’t help it you’re so cute :3

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miramelbourne WHATKDDJSKDJELFJFKK 😭😭😭😭😭

miramelbourne I THINK YOU JUST BROKE ME

tchalamet then come here and cuddle me

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tchalamet I love you more

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zendaya FINALLY

miralotheefan GIRL YOU KNEW?

florencepugh happy anniversary my babies 🥺

miramelbourne thank you love 💗

tomholland2013 we should celebrate!!

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tchalamet yep

benbarnes guess you won the challenge huh?

tchalamet as always 😏

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timmyxmimi WHAT WHAT WHATTTTT

msmelbourne SO YOU’VE BEEN DATING THIS WHOLE TIME????? FOR TWO YEARS??????

timmytimmy BOYFRIEND TIMOTHEE CONTENT BOYFRIEND TIMOTHEE CONTENT 😩

mirandafann TWO YEARS EXCUSE ME??!!

chalafann I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU TWO DATED FOR TWO YEARS AND WE DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT THAT

miramybaby I MEAN HOW CAN YOU HIDE IT SO GOOD

timotheefan15 AAAAAAAH 💖💖💖

mirasbabygirl Mira you got him whipped for you girllll 🥹

kissmemira now we’ll see boyfriend Timmy?? 🥹💗

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http-alexademie · 2 years

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hey guys it’s been a while but i’m back<33

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enews looks like we have a new Hollywood couple? Timothèe Chalamet and Y/F/N where recently spotted walking the streets of Manhattan New York together looking a bit cozy🤭.could they just be friends or more?!?! (📷:Getty)

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y/nfan7 lmao we all knew this y’all are a bit late

timfan00 tf,can’t you just mind your business for once?

enews just doing our job 🙃

y/nfan63 praying to the lords their together

y/nfan510 aw his smile is so cute

timmyfan278 cmon tim you can do better now

timothèefan09 the day has come, our king and queen have finally come together

randomfan89 not Perez Hilton liking this 💀

timfan84 am i dreaming?

y/nfan111 this rlly does feel like a fever dream

timothèefan555 well i guess we lost him guys 😓

y/nfan634 i find it sad how everywhere they go they have like 0 privacy

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y/i/n 🎰

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y/nfan222 where’s timmy☹️

y/nfan111 i wish i was u so bad

tchalamet you have a very naughty kitty

y/i/n tell me about it 😮‍💨

timfan907 you can not tell me they aren’t together after them comments

y/i/nfan69 still can’t get over how pretty she is

timfan566 well i guess timmy’s cheating on us guys

y/nfan349 timmy cheating?? fucking y/n is cheating on us

randomfan44 the way everyone is wishing they where y/n when i’m over here wishing i was timothèe 😒😓

bellahadid i miss you so much :((

y/i/n i’ll come see you soon :0 cus i miss ur food :)

y/nfan000 oh to be friends with miss y/n, such a dream

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hazelsmirrorball · 1 year

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Late Night Talking| Timothee Chalamet x Fem! Reader

summary: Timothee decides to have a cozy night in for Valentine’s Day with his lovely girlfriend warnings: fluff, English is not my main language so ignore any errors. a/n: day two of the Cupid fourteen love stories series!! I hope you guys are enjoying it as much as I do. Love to hear your feedback and thank you for all the love!

previous imagine.

Cupid Fourteen Love Stories Masterlist

Y/n looked at herself in the mirror fixing herself as best as she could. Her body adorned with the cozy pajamas Timothee had gotten her for Christmas specifically for Valentine’s Day. Y/n slowly traced her fingers across the cute little dinosaur shapes that were covered all over with hearts. She smiled softly when she heard the doorbell ring. Y/n quickly opened it to face her lovely boyfriend that was wearing the exact same thing as her.

“Hi! Come in, come in” She responded by taking him by the arm and pulling him into her living room.

“You look beautiful. I’m so glad we bought the dinosaur one’s instead of the conversational hearts one” Timothee said while hugging her frame and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“Whatever you say, I’m just glad you didn’t get the fur one” She responded trying to hold in her laughs.

“First of all, it wasn’t a fur one. It’s a bear pants and you didn’t understand the complicity it takes to look good in those pants”

“You know what since you love those pants so much I might have gotten you a pair for v-day" Y/n said throwing herself onto the couch full of cozy blankets.

" Did you ask Cupid for those pants?" he asked with a cocky little smile while throwing his body on top of hers. Y/n quickly laughs while pushing him softly making him move to the side not squishing her completely.

“Maybe, it’s my little secret" She grinned while leaning towards the table and handing him a hot chocolate. Timothee smiled and took in the surroundings in front of them.

The living room that was always bare and dark was now covered in all sorts of Valentine’s Day decor. Every part of the living room that was originally empty was covered with Valentine’s Day banners, flower petals and the beautiful arrangement Timothee had gotten her earlier in the day. The coffee table was covered with different snacks and a stack of the best corny romance movies known to mankind.

"You outdid yourself this year, hun. I love what you did to the place, it looks like Cupid threw up in your living room." He said while taking a sip of his hot cocoa, making him close his eyes to savor the taste.

“I'Il take that as a compliment, just so you know." She said, rolling her eyes jokingly while taking the tv controller looking for a movie. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows in concentration and muttered the movie titles trying to pick one. Timothee atched her in admiration trying to guess how lucky he was to have her.

“I really mean it" He responded while laying his hand on her thigh while drinking another sip with the other one.

"Well, since it was my turn to decorate I decided that the vibe that would match these dinosaur pants was Cupid puking in the living room. So ta dah” She said laughing. Timothee chuckled, leaning over her and taking the controller out of her hand, quickly turning off the tv, throwing it to the other side of the room.

Before she could react he leaned into her softly kissing her lips. When he pulled away he noticed his girlfriend's red face.

"What was that for?" Y/n asked, blushing, hiding herself behind the conversational hearts mug she was holding.

"I was thinking we should see movies later, let's just enjoy the moment. " He grinned, taking her mug and placing it on the coffee table.

"Well, I like that too," She said, imitating his expression.

"I love you so much, you have no idea" He said softly while leaning towards his face near her ear. He took in her vanilla perfume and kissed softly behind her ear making her shiver.

"I love you too" She turned around to look at him, settling down the mug she was holding.S he held onto his cheek stroking it with her thumb.

"You know what.” Timothee got up quickly taking your hands in his pulling you up from the couch.

He got his phone out of his back pocket typing something. Soft song started playing from his phone.

“M'lady" He said, faking British actions. Timothee extends his hand and bowes quite dramatically making Y/n cover her mouth to laugh.

"Kind sir” She responded with the same accent taking his hands.

Timothee ulled her towards him, swaying back and forth to the rhythm of the music. He stared at her eyes taking in the beauty that came with them. He smiled softly making Y/n follow his actions. He spun her softly watching her beautiful hair flow. Timothee leaned in resting his forehead on hers.

"It's times like these that make me love our late night talks" he said finally breaking the distance between the two locking their lips together.

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be-loved-moon · 1 year

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#timothee chalamet #timmy chalamet #timothèe chalamet #timothee chalamet imagine #love him so much

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bluetintcore · 2 years

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loved your so high fic!! do you think you could do a fix where it’s just lily x femreader or even just some headcannons for them, no one does fics for lily and the idol trailer has me desperate ❤️

❛ dating! ᥫ᭡ lily-rose depp.

synopsis ↝ in which you just so happen to be the one who stole lily’s heart. (general dating headcannons)

pairings ↝ lily-rose depp x fem!reader.

warnings ↝ fluff, fem!reader, profanities, i think that’s it!

word count ↝ 1,0k

note from me ↝ no because you’re so right, why does nobody write for her?!? she’s so fine. but i hope you enjoy sweetheart

dating her would be so aesthetically pleasing. she’s tooth rotting-ly sweet, like she’ll literally have you kicking your feet and blushing. she knows exactly how to make you smile, she has this godly hold over you. it’s euphoric.

all she wants is for you to feel loved. she overthinks a ton when it comes to you, and almost everything she does she thinks of you while doing it. for example, she’ll have a conversation with someone and she’ll see you maybe get slightly jealous, it’s immediate worry on her part. because that’s not what her intent is, she always just wants to make sure you feel loved at all times.

taking late night walks. genuinely something she always looks forward to. she loves being active with you, but her sleep schedule is so wonky. like homegirl is literally a vampire, sleeping all day and up all night. so nighttime is really the only time the two of you get to spend quality time together. and walks are her favorite.

her love language is TOUCH! whenever the two of you are together she ALWAYS has a hand around your waist, holding your hand, hand on your shoulder, kissing you, you name it. she just has this urge to touch you at all times. you don’t mind though, her touch is heavenly.

you bring out a quite irresponsible side of her, i guess you could say. lily is so whipped for you that she’ll literally skip days of shooting her movies to be with you, which always gets her in a shit ton of trouble. you try to reassure her that you’re always gonna be at home waiting for her and that she should go to work, she doesn’t care though, it’s not like they’ll fire her. she’s lily-rose depp!

take this girl on a sweet picnic date by the lake and she’ll put a fucking ring on your finger. definitely something she fantasized was kissing you by a lake, with a soft quilt beneath you guys with all of your favorite foods surrounding you. take. her. on. a. picnic. date.

she’s incredibly clingy and she isn’t afraid nor embarrassed to show it. you’re hers, therefore she believes she has every right to be up your ass 24/7. it’s a quite toxic trait of hers, but whenever you’re out with friends she always insists she should tag along, even when she isn’t invited. of course, you don’t mind though. you know she’s just in love :)

she is the queen of buying you gifts. she’ll be out and about and she’ll find a shirt that reminds her of you and she’ll buy it. in fact, anything nice in her eyes she buys for you. jewelry? bought. cute jeans? bought. books? bought. shoes? bought. makeup? bought. you often find yourself overloaded with gifts from her, she is obsessed with spoiling you.

and of course it’s cliche.. but you already KNOW she makes playlists for you. and the playlist is always filled with the most beautifully written romantic toe curling songs known to man. seriously listening to the playlist makes you swoon!

she loves partying with you. mostly because she just loves being seen with you and showing everyone that you’re hers. showing up to the party with you glued to her hip, lily feels that flexing you is like flexing kim kardashian’s diamond earring. and because she likes drinking LOL

you taking half of the pictures of her on her instagram. captions are always ‘taken by my sweet’ or ‘photo creds to my love’. she strictly believes that if a photo of her isn’t taken by you, then it doesn’t belong on her instagram.

her being your absolute biggest supporter no matter what. you wanna get a venomous pet snake that would kill her in a matter of seconds? she supports you! you wanna jet ski with surrounding sharks? she’ll come too!

in lily’s eyes, you can do no wrong. you could genuinely be the most problematic person in the entire world and she would still always find a way to defend you. ‘yeah y/n l/n ran over my whole family and then processed me through a meat grinder’ and lily would be like “i’m sure she had her reasons!”

lily thinks you’re the most beautiful thing that’s ever touched this filthy earth. like your existence was a glitch and you were always too beautiful to be living on this terrible planet. (i’m giggling lily is so dramatic)

but on real shit she always is just admiring your beauty. when you’re talking or just doing your own thing. she has a serious staring problem when it comes to you.

“lily, honey, didn’t your mother ever tell you that it was rude to stare?”

“i don’t care, you’re beautiful.”

you get on her with family really well which is also something that made her happy. her mother adores you and her brother thinks you’re the coolest chick he’s ever met. once lily saw that her family loved you just as much as she did, she knew you were a keeper!

on the rare occasion that she is away from you, she’ll often draw little sketches of your face in her notebook. nothing too crazy or fancy, just enough for her to know that she’s drawing her girl.

she also rants a lot, and she appreciates that you care about her enough to listen. and she appreciates that you never judge her, that you can calmly sit and listen to her run her mouth and still have the same amount of love for her as before.

same with you, whenever you need to rant, you better believe lily is all ears. and she always agrees with you!

“and she was just being such a bitch! who does she think she is?” you’d say.

“exactly! honestly, you should’ve just beat her ass,” lily would reply.

she loves loves loves doing your makeup! (if you’re comfortable with that typa thing) she gets a uncontrollable excitement when you agree to let her practice on you. she’s also really good at it, and she always makes you look *chefs kiss*.

she’s also extremely smart, so if you’re in college she’ll always help you study and she makes sure that you pass all your exams. she just wants to see you happy and succeed!

she is not only your girlfriend, she is your best friend. your soul mate. your person. and she couldn’t be happier that you were gonna be by her side no matter what!

#lily rose depp x fem!reader #lily rose depp x reader #lgbtq #timothee chalamet #wlw post #wlw #lily rose depp headcannons #johnny depp #johnny depp imagines #lily rose depp imagine #oscars 2022 #johnny depp x reader #timothèe chalamet x reader

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chalametsimp · 2 years

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Show Me 18+

Pairings: Timothée Chalamet x Reader

Summary: Timothée has been stressed out, you have the perfect plan to help him de-stress.

Warnings: smuttttt, strip tease, mutual masturbation, unprotected sex, creampie

Word Count: 2.9k+

Authors Note: thank you for bearing with me, I’m sorry about my terrible schedule. I hope this is what you wanted lovely! If it’s not, I can re-write it for you later ! This request was so naughty I loved it. This won’t be proofread until I wake up tomorrow, any errors will be fixed then. I apologize. Love yall, goodnight.

You took a deep breath, standing in front of your bathroom door. He was on the other side of the door, you were sure. He was ready for whatever you had came up with. Timothée had been so stressed out lately, you vowed to help him de-stress. He had no idea what you could’ve meant, until he heard your instructions. You had asked him, voice laced with honey, to sit on a chair and wait for you. You had spent the next ten minutes hyping yourself up and getting dressed in a brand new agent provocateur set. The lace accentuated everything you wanted it to and nothing you didn’t. The finishing touch was one of his silk dress shirts that matched with everything else you had on, except for the gold necklace that he had gifted you that dripped down your neck. You looked ravishing, it was definitely going to be hard for him to keep his hands off of you. That became even more obvious once you opened the door, shoulder resting against the frame delicately. His eyes grew twice their size as he gazed at you from his place against a chair. He desperately wanted to get up and embrace you, kiss you all over, get on his knees. But he couldn’t. He was metaphorically glued to his seat.

“Wow,” he breathed, becoming visibly frustrated. His hand ran through his curly hair, eyes never leaving you. “I’ll never be able to look at that shirt the same way ever again.” He flashed the signature Chalamet smirk and you knew you would do anything that he asked.

“You gonna get hard every time you see it now? Will you picture me?” You sauntered over to him, slowly. Just slow enough to pull a groan from his pretty lips. He wanted to protest, but he didn’t. His hands gripped the arms of the chair, nearly sinking deeper as he anticipated you just being closer to him. Close enough to touch.

“God, yes.” He muttered, looking at you like he had never seen someone so marvelous in his entire life. To his surprise, you sank into your rightful place on his lap. Your hands were immediately making purchase on his chest, feeling everywhere they could, fingers dipping against the smooth shirt that hugged his frame. That wouldn’t do, your hands got to work, slipping it off of him, before you could even think about it. You admired the way he looked with his arms in the air. “I wish I could tie you up,” you tutted “but that seems unfair.”

“Another time?” Timothée questioned, you couldn’t sense a joking manor in his tone. So you took a mental note of that, humming in response, your fingertips glazing down the underside of his arms before he returned them to his sides. The feeling of his smooth, warm flesh made you want to worship him, worship the ground that he walked on. You held back the feelings, fearing that might be too much of an ego boost for your boy. Worshipping him in silence seemed like a comfortable and lovely thing to do right in this moment, however. That couldn’t hurt. Could it?

You crawled out from his lap, making sure to brush yourself against his growing erection as you did so. His hips buckled upwards involuntarily and he held back a whimper as he watched you sink to your knees. He couldn’t believe his eyes or his racing heart as you ignored his very obvious problem. You relaxed, sitting on your knees as you lifted his left leg. You pressed soft kisses to his ankle before you set off to give him a trail of kisses up his calf. Goosebumps rose in the absence of your lips. Timothée’s hands attempted to make home in your hair but you gently pushed his hands away. A silent plea to behave himself, and he did. His hands returned to gripping the arms of the chair. He relaxed into your kisses as you returned the favor with his other leg, planting kisses so sweetly, tears threatened to prick in his eyes. When you sat up from your position he really wanted to cry. You placed your hands on his spread knees and turned with your back facing him. You swiveled your hips downward to brush against him and he whined. Loudly.

“No,” you scolded, a tenderness only shared by lovers seeded in your voice “Until I tell you, you can only touch yourself.”

“Fuck,” Timothée huffed, hips desperately itching to inch forward into your inviting heat. “Why are you doing this to me? You look too good for me to not be touching you.” His tone was playful but the facade faded when you glanced back at him, pressing your hips deeper against his lap, wetness growing between your legs at the feeling of his arousal.

He couldn’t believe the words that came from you next, he couldn’t believe such filthy ideas could come from such an angel. “Hm, you’ll get your turn. But for now, just enjoy the show.” With that, you peeled yourself from his lap and took a couple steps away from where he sat. Timothée gazed at you, anticipation forming in his gut.

You started to sway your hips for him and ran your hands up your body, taking special attention to your chest, pinching harshly against the exposed skin. You gasped at the feeling and your eyes darted to him. His mouth hung open slightly, looking like he was entranced by what was unfolding in front of him. Your hands travelled back down your body, down to your hips and thighs. You felt only a little nervous having him watch you like this. Not too nervous to dip a hand over your panties and run your middle finger over your clothed slit. “So good for me.”

You hooked a delicate finger under the hem of your panties, scrunching the silk upwards, it ground against your clit and you mewled quietly at the sensation. You tugged on it a couple of times teasingly, the fabric riding up farther with each movement. Timothée watched intently as the fabric bunched together around your heat, outlining it lewdly.

Your pupils blew impossibly large as you caught a glimpse of him shifting around in his seat to push his flame printed shorts down his milky thighs, instantly grasping his cock in his hand. Timothée spit into his freehand and you swore your knees might buckle any second at the sight of it.

You continued on, swaying your hips for him. He hissed quietly, eyes starting to feel glossy as you let go of the taut fabric and it snapped against your flesh with a beautiful sound. “Off,” he whined “Need to see it.” His hips rutted against his hand as he finally started to stroke himself, needy for you already.

You wanted to obey him but you fought the urge, suddenly ignoring the expensive panties that sat on your hips. You turned your attention to his shirt that hung from one of your shoulders. You pulled it all the way around yourself, completely covering yourself for only a moment before you were sliding it down your arms. You turned around for him as it started to completely slip off and he could finally get a good view of your ass. When it fell to the floor in a pool of silken waves around your feet, you bent over for him, skimming a finger over your leg as you did so. You couldn’t see his face, but you could hear how much he was enjoying himself. Timothée was babbling your name over and over as if he was praying to you. You felt your cheeks heat up at the sound of it. So saccharine. The both of you had a sweet tooth. You caught hold of the article and when you stood again, you tossed it over his way.

You unclipped your bra and he grumbled when he couldn’t see your chest as you freed yourself from the garment. When you turned to face him, your hands were covering your tits, kneading gently. “Oh fuck.” Timothée keened “Look at you, baby.”

Your hands movements became more aggressive and your left nipple peaked in between your fingers so you took the opportunity to pinchit harshly. Your back arched slightly and his own movements sped up, tongue coming out to glide against his lower lip. “So good, baby.” Timothée purred and you moved your hands away from your chest, running one finger down your stomach to dip into your panties. “So pretty.”

You huffed quietly in frustration and drug your fingertip along your soaked slit and you shivered tenderly. You finally slipped off the one thing he wanted off the most. He was obsessed with your pussy. He thought about it all the time. How pretty it is, how cathartic it feels to be inside of it, how it constricts around his long fingers when he would just barely brush along your sweet spot. Timothée knew exactly where it was and when to use it. He loved to brag about it. “Play with yourself for me. Please.” Since when did he start giving the instructions around here? It was an inviting request, so you needed to indulge him. Or maybe indulge yourself.

The silken fabric bunched at your knees and he watched as you started to rub two fingertips against your clit in slow motions. “Yeah, honey.” Timothée cooed. “Show me that pretty pussy, please.” Your heart thumped wildly in your chest, threatening to burst out of your chest.

“Oh Timo!” You whimpered, lust obvious in your voice. It was high pitched and needy. “Je t'aime!”

“Je t'aime aussi!” He grinned and raised an eyebrow at you, secretly loving how needy you were for him even though you were the one who was supposed to be in charge tonight. “Sur ton dos** You know how to show me.”

You didn’t reply, you just nodded and clambered to your knees before you lowered your back to the floor. You managed to prop yourself up and look up at him from where you lay. Your gaze’ catch as you finally display yourself for him, legs spreading slowly. Timothée’s jaw goes slack and he moans quietly, nodding his head for you to continue. A wave of unnecessary bashfulness washes over you and you’re covering your heat but he can still see the streaks of slick that coat your thighs. “This performance isn’t going to last very long.” Asserted the raven haired boy. You knew he was right. You finally give in to exactly it was that he wanted. Shaky fingers reached at either one of your lips and you were spreading them apart. Your eyes flittered away from from his and went to focus on anywhere else. He groaned and you felt your walls tighten around air, where his fingers or his cock should have been.

“So amazing, mon amour. Now show me how you do it.” Everything felt so raw and primal. Your guided a finger to your clit and returned to rubbing small circles against the wet nerve endings. Your hips rutted up against the touch, subconsciously still focused on giving him a show. Your focus glued to his thumbs as they rubbed over his swollen tip. You so badly wanted to touch it.

The sound of your middle finger pressing past your tight entrance and into your warm heat and pulling it out the first couple of times could have sent Timothée to heaven. His eyelids became heavy and he groaned loudly, hips thrusting upwards into his fist. His sounds only made you wetter and neither of you thought you could handle it any longer.

You pulled the sloppy finger out and rubbed it against your folds, head dipping back. A long, drawn out mewl is pulled from your lips followed by a whine of “Timothéeee.” This is what makes him stop playing along. The sound of you playing with yourself with curses of his name was one thing. The sight of your glistening finger and your needy expression? That didn’t help at all.

“Can’t anymore!” Timothée chokes. “I need to fuck you, please.” Even when he’s desperate, he’s still polite. Heat rises to your cheeks again before you can even notice him leaping from his chair and crawling over your shaking form. He looks at you for approval and when you giggle and roll your eyes at him, as if it’s the most obvious answer in the world, he knows he’s got it. He’s ducking his head down to dip above your shoulder and he’s pressing big, wet kisses to your neck. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, his hips rut forward against you, the skin of his cock rubbing against your clit. You gasp quietly, over and over, pushing your hips up to meet his.

He pulls away from you, despite your grumbling and is suddenly grasping your ankles and pulling them up, pushing them away from his body. You look up at him, wide eyed. Timothée sports a mischievous grin as he rubs the tip of his cock against your glistening folds. His hands never leave your ankles; leaving you at an almost sixty degree angle. He wanted to say something about how good you looked, nearly bent in half for him but he decided to save that for later. For now, he needed to sheath himself inside of you. He needed to feel your warm walls move and throb around him. He knew you’d be throbbing for him already. His mouth salivated at the thought.

“Oh, fuck!” You whined, you wanted to smack at his chest, in jest of course. He finally started to push in, just the tip of him laid inside of you. “Timothée, please.”

“Timothée, what, baby?” He cooed, enjoying this power way too much for your liking.

“Oh, c’mon!” Your voice was more of a whimper than anything and you desperately oscillated your hips, urging him on. “More!”

“Greedy, honey. You want some more?” You nodded quickly at his question and you gripped at his shoulder, trying to pull him in closer. “You’re so hungry for my cock.”

“So hungry for it, fuck me. Please.” You begged him now, tears threatening to spill. The need for him twisted in your stomach and you needed him to fix it.

“Like this?” He finally completely sheathed himself inside of you as extra punctuation for his sentence, his pelvic bone hitting yours.

You resisted the urge to cry out shamelessly and loudly. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction just yet. You pressed your hips forward, to try and get more of him inside of you, even if it wasn’t possible because of how far he was already inside of you. Sometimes you’d catch him staring at the image of the outline of his cock poking out of your stomach. He was obsessed with it. Obsessed with filling you up. So full with him that you could see it from the outside. He shivered at the thought and began to thrust forward, gripping at your ankles tighter. The scene was vulgar as he took you on the floor, ankles high in the air as he slammed his cock into you without mercy.

“Feels so good, Timothée!” This time you do cry out and he can tell you’re thoroughly enjoying yourself. It makes his chest fill with pride and even though he can feel his orgasm approaching, he doesn’t relent, snapping his hips forward quickly. His hand goes to wrap around your throat and your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head as he does so. He pressed his fingers at the sides gently.

Before you can even process this, his hand leaves your neck and dips down to where he’s dragging his cock in and out of your sopping heat. Timothée presses his thumb to the top of your clit, rolling it gently, the pad of his thumb dampening as he does so.

He can’t do anything else, until he feels your walls clench around him without warning and your back is arching off of the hardwood floor with another cry of his name. He swears he’ll never get sick of hearing that.

“Oh fuck, darling.” He grunted, “that felt so good. You feel so fucking good.” The praise made another knot form quickly in your stomach. You quickly reached up to grip his bicep and you rutted your hips against his.

Soon enough, he pressed his thumb down and on one particularly delicious swipe of his cock against your sweet spot you were coming completely done around him. You wailed out, a chorus of “fuck” and “Timothée!” seemed to be the only words in your vocabulary. You cried them out over and over, legs shaking. At this point, he could hardly keep your legs up. So he let go and you ankles fell to his shoulders. He pushed your thighs up and spread them, burying his face into your neck. His thrusts started to become slow and sloppy, just like his kisses were in that moment.

He pushed forward, slotting against your pelvic bone, thrusting three more times before he stilled, cumming inside of you in one motion. When he was finished, he gasped out for air, arms wrapping around your midsection. You were both catching up your breathing when he spoke words of gratitude that send a shiver down your spine “Thanks for helping me unwind, angel.”

#timothee chalamet imagine #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet smut #timothee chalamet fanfic #timothee chalamet one shot #timothée chalamet imagine #timothèe chalamet smut

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or-we-could-take-a-walk-together · 8 months

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@ladystardust05

#(this is sarcasm)#((although if you do ship them i advise you to see a doctor))#jk #timothèe chalamet #kylie jenner #lmao #poll #i was like bitch get tf off my man #**our man #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet imagine #timothée chalamet x reader

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taylor-will-be-the-death-of-me · 2 years

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Mystery of Summer Love

Summary : After running away from home Regulus neede a place to stay for the summers. So having no where to go he went one place he thought he would be welcome, to his brother. Reaching there he is taken in with open arms by James, Sirius, Fremont, Euphemia and her.

Pairings : Regulus Black x fem!reader, James Potter x Lily Evans, Remus Lupin x Sirius Black.

A/N : In this Regulus also.runs away from home and dosen't do Voldy's dirty work. And we will pretend everything if fine at the end.

Playlist

Photo Gallery/Aesthetic of this story

Playlist :

1. Prolong.

2. The first day.

3. Near the water.

4. The Club

5. The Adventure

6. Heven.

7. The very first night.

8. They don't know that we know.

9. Are you real??

10. Until I found her. {Epilouge}

Taglist:

@lendeluxe @mostycool @s-we-e-t-t-ea @allise4 @ogstark @kazbekkarluvbot @alexandra-001 @itsamusical4life

#regulus black #james potter #regulas black #regulus black x reader #marauders era #marauders imagine #hp marauders #timothèe chalamet

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timchalamet-devoted · 4 months

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Airplane buddies

A/N: Okay, I'm not sure if this will make sense to anyone other than myself, but I thought it was a cute idea?? It would be a dream to be stuck on a flight with Timothèe would it not ( this is my delusion talking 🙈).

Enough rambling, I hope it's not too awful 🫠

Pairing: (not specified) x Timothée

Fluff!

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Masterlist

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He stuck his hand out, his silver rings reflecting the rays of sun that seeped through the small window. I glanced down for a second and gripped it tightly, relishing in the sensation of his flesh against my own. Warm and soft, sending sparks along my skin. If only a few hours prior, I knew what were about to happen.

Backpacks in hand, we boarded the plane, wide smiles painted across our faces at the thought of the wonderful getaway before us. Just me and my closest friend, away to warm sunny beaches, mouthwatering food, and sights beyond our imaginations. We were practically bursting with excitement.

"Aisle 7, is it?"

"That's right"

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 and..7. This was ours. The seat by the window was already taken, the stranger buried deep in what seemed to be a script.

It was only once we had settled down that I managed to get a proper glance at the man. I couldn't believe what I saw. Of course, it could be a resemblance, but oh, how accurate would it have to be. No, it had to be him!

I bit my lip, excitement, panick, and uncertainty running through me. I turned to my friend, whose eyebrows were already raised in question. All I could give back was a subtle nod. It had to be him. It had to be Timothée.

Oh, what was I to do? I had always dreamt of an encounter, but how was I to go about it? He seemed so deeply absorbed in his script; I'd never wish to impose.

Just then, an idea stiked me, a way of still getting his attention, without seeming too pressing. I reached a hand into my backpack, slyly producing my copy of Dune. I hoped will my might he'd notice and take the hint.

I stole a glance his way, getting comfortable, and opened up the book, cover pointing towards him.

Another glance in his direction, hoping to catch a reaction of some sorts yet his eyes remained glued to the paper before him.

A nudge from my friend, "Oi, what are you up to?"

"Just watch," I assured her. I cracked the phone of the spine of the book and made sure to produce a loud cough, practically shoving the book in his face at this point. I was desperate for his attention, and finally, to my delight, his gaze travelled towards me.

A chuckle escaped his lips.

Bingo, I now had his attention, moving on to phase two, I thought.

I looked up in mock confusion at him, giving him a small hum. My game was unravelling perfectly: he'd ask me about the book, I'd hint towards this "Timothèe Chalamet" guy, and he'd just so happen to reveal that it was him. Then, all awkwardness would be avoided, and I could fangirl in peace!

"Oh, the book- I just happen to, um, are you a fan of Dune?" He finally concluded.

"Mhm, especially the film." I smirked. Here it comes, " You see, a favourite actor of mine plays the lead role. Timothée Chalamet, do you know of him?"

I studied his reaction to my words as a blush crept up underneth the mask he wore. He cleared his throat, and cautiously removed his mask, his infamous dorky grin replacing it.

In spite of myself, the air was sucked out of my lungs. I could finally admire him, his gorgeous chocolate locks, his green oceans, his soft skin that you itched to touch, and the generous dusting of freckles upon it. The only word to describe him was ethereal.

"Suprise" He whisper cheered, sticking his hand out in greeting.

I felt my cheeks burning, this was going to be a very interesting flight.

#timothee #timothee chalamet #timothée #timothée chalamet #timothee x y/n #timothee imagine #timothee x reader #timothee fluff

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babyflorencee · 2 months

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Hair dye

Timothée Chalamet x fem!Reader

"Tim, you have to sit still, unless you want to look like Oscar the grouch." I teased, carefully applying more blue hair dye to my boyfriend Timothée's now blond curls.

With less than a week before he had to return to film his latest movie in LA, Tim arrived home two days ago with a list of tasks he needed to complete, including the need for blue hair.

Nerves fluttered within me when he first mentioned dyeing his hair. Since it had been five years since I last experimented with hair dye at the age of 16. And the last thing I wanted to do was to jeopardize his appearance and disrupt the film schedule.

"Are you almost done?" he whined, growing bored.

"Just about, you just have to sit with this in for an hour then rinse it out." I replied painting the last bit of his bleached blond hair.

"Done," I announced, watching as he eagerly grabbed his phone to catch a glimpse of his new hair. His eyes widened in a mixture of shock and distaste, causing a chuckle from me.

"You're dashing, baby," I teased, causing him to roll his eyes.

I retrieved a hair cap from the table to contain the dye and returned to Tim. "Do you still love me, even though I look hideous?" he pouted, turning to face me.

"My love, I hate to break it to you, but I never loved you," I teased, prompting a shocked expression from him before he enveloped me in a hug from behind.

"You really don't love me?" He said pouting in disappointment. "Because I love you," he declared, showering kisses along my shoulder and neck, knowing full well I was ticklish there.

"I love you too, Timmy," I responded, turning around to face him, and immediately he ducked his head down and pulled me into a kiss. What started as just an innocent kiss now turned into a make out session. His lips travelled to my neck, gently sucking on the skin. He was planting sloppy kisses on my collarbone making his way up to my neck. Suddenly, the timer interrupted, eliciting a groan from Tim.

"Well, thats your cue," I remarked, stealing a quick kiss before retreating to wash my hands.

As I turned on the faucet, Tim's voice echoed from the bathroom doorway, "Don't forget the soap! I can't go back to filming with blue handprints all over my body!"

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Oh, believe me, Tim, that won't be a problem!"

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thebetawolfgirl · 5 months

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We’re Just Friends part 3

Pairing: Timmy x Reader

Summary: Y/n shows Timmy how loved he is and how much he means to her!

Warnings: Smut, oral (male receiving) soft Timmy.

We’re Just Friends pt3

It had been three weeks since y/n and Timmy got together officially but had yet to let anyone know about them, Timmy didn’t want anyone to know just yet because he didn’t want y/n to get backlash from her friends and from Stephanie. Y/n knew he also wasn’t ready to share her with everyone yet, and to be honest she didn’t want to share him either for now.

They would tell everyone soon, or people would just find out eventually and they would have to deal with the aftermath, but at the moment they were just enjoying being alone with each other, getting to know each other as a couple.

They knew everything about each other as best friends, now they were learning about each other intimately and sexually. Y/n learned Timmy, although enjoyed being in control sometimes and pleasuring her, he actually preferred being taken care off, which y/n didn’t mind because she loved being on top and then pampering and spoiling him with affection. He was always following her around like a puppy and nuzzling her neck like a small child, but what she also found out which she found adorable was that he a very jealous man.

Like a few nights ago at a friend’s party one of Timmy’s own friends were getting very touchy-feely with y/n and she saw Timmy struggling with the guy touching her, so she removed the guy from her and wrapped her arm around Timmy’s shoulders pulling him closer against her feeling his arms circle her hips.

She ran her fingers through his hair listening to the group talk over each other and used the distraction to whisper soothingly to him how much she loved him and how good he was to her and placed a chaste kiss against his nose feeling him nuzzle against her neck calming slightly.

When they finally got home he dragged her into the bedroom and made her come 4 times, and nearly broke the bed from the force of his thrusts and to be fair she was surprised the police didn’t come kicking down the door expecting a murder.

Afterwards he wouldn’t let her out of his sight, he was genuinely worried his friend would ambush her, and she would go with him.

Y/n hated that he was so insecure, he couldn’t believe she had chosen to be with him, she wanted to rip Stephanie’s spine out and strangle her with it. She broke his confidence.

So tonight she was going to spoil him with so much love he wouldn’t know what to do with it all.

She had spent all day in the kitchen cooking his favourite dishes, from the soup his grandmother made him to cheer him up as a boy, to the beef casserole his dad would make on Sundays and she even baked his favourite dessert from scratch.

She had also rented some of his favourite movies, even some of the French ones he would watch with his grandmother and made a playlist of his favourite songs as background music.

After everything was ready she went and got dressed, putting on the Chanel dress he had bought for her just because and put on the Love Necklace he had recently bought for her and looked at her reflection in the mirror before hearing him knock on the door.

He jogged up the stairs to her apartment and knocked on the door at 6pm on the dot holding a bottle of her favourite wine and the biggest bouquet of blood red roses he could find. She had told him she had a surprise for him tonight and was nervous about what it was, he had been raking his mind all day what it could possibly be.

He reached the door and could smell delicious food and- Hang on, was that his grandma’s famous soup he could smell?

The door opened and he was greeted by the most beautiful human being he had ever seen and she was smiling at him and the place was bathed in warm candlelight and the aroma of food reached his nose.

‘Surprise!’ She practically whispered against his ear enveloping him in a tight hug before taking the wine from his still hands as he stood in shock looking around at the set candlelit table.

‘Wha-How- What’s going on?’ He whispered walking through the door, letting her guide him to the table.

‘This is just to show you how loved you are, and how much I love and appreciate you. You’re so special to me and that is what tonight is about.’ She smiled pushing him to sit down before leaning down to peck his lips gently.

‘B-but… Why?’ He asked bewildered stammering looking up at her.

‘I have realised the negative effects Stephanie has had on your confidence. I was too blind to see it, and wasn’t able to stop it. So by the end of tonight, you will never doubt your worth again, and you will know how loved you are, and how much I love you.’

He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close burying his face in her stomach as she ran her fingers through his hair gently.

‘Time for the starter.’ She held his face wiping his eyes.

‘Is that my grandma’s soup I smell?’

He asked as he watched her scurry to the kitchen to serve the first dish.

She nodded smiling ladling into two bowls and bringing them over carefully.

‘It might not be as good as your grandma’s recipe but I tried my best.’

She sat down across from him as he poured the wine and raised their glasses.

‘To the most wonderful woman on this earth.’

‘To the most wonderful man on this earth!’

They clinked glasses and before he tried his soup and closed his eyes tasting it and hummed ‘Mmm tastes like home.’

She smiled widely happy he was enjoying it.

They made light conversation while they ate their soup, after the soup bowls were cleared away, she got the second dish plated up and carried it over to him as he looked wide eyed at the dish.

‘My dad’s Sunday Casserole???’

She nodded smiling as she sat across from him, he stood up and leaned across to catch her lips in a long kiss.

‘You’re an angel! I don’t know what I did to deserve all of this but I am no longer complaining.’

‘Oh it’s not over yet, my love. Far from it!’ She smiled as they dug in to the casserole and he hummed again in satisfaction.

They finished the second course and y/n put the dishes into the sink,

‘Okay, I hope you have some room for dessert.’

��Always!’

She giggled shaking her head, that boy would never pass up dessert no matter how full he was.

She plated up the key lime tartar with the ice cream on the side and sat it in front of him smiling as his eyes went wide.

‘Seriously?? You remembered?’

He asks incredulously as she smiled at him and rolled her eyes at him ‘Of course, you wouldn’t eat anything else for a month after your mom let you try a bit of hers during the cruise.’

He let out a laugh remembering the memory.

‘I’ve never seen anyone get hyper off of fruit before. I mean, it’s fruit.’ She frowned genuinely looking confused before smiling.

They ate dessert in comfortable silence as Timmy just looked at her and admiring the woman across from him, she had done all of this for him, to prove to him he was worthy of love and to be loved.

With Stephanie he had to work hard for her affections, but with y/n it was literally effortless he didn’t need to do anything, he didn’t have to lift a finger, she gave her love so openly without question or without expecting anything in return.

She put the plates in the sink and walked back over to him and took his hands helping him to stand up and leaned up to peck his lips which he returned deepening it before she pulled away making him whine trying to bring her back.

She smiled pressing her fingers to his lips, ‘another surprise, my love.’

He blinked at her and nodded and followed her to the living room and sat on the couch pulling him to sit with her. She held up the DVDs in front of his face smiling.

He read each title and picked the French title out looking at it. ‘I first watched this with my grandma, I was sent home from school unwell and my parents were working and she came to pick me up, she put this on for me, she told me how she would watch it with her grandmother when she was feeling unwell.’ Y/n set the rest of them on the coffee table and pulled him in for a hug holding him tight and stroking his hair. ‘We can spend all day tomorrow watching these, for now we can go to bed, how about that?’

He nodded and sat up and leaned forward to catch her lips and she deepened the kiss this time, he pulled her onto his lap gripping her hips tightly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair making him sigh against her lips.

‘Bedroom.’ He gasps against her and she stood up taking his hand and guided him to the bedroom.

She stood in front of and slowly undressed him beginning with his shirt, before slowly sliding it off his shoulders. She grabbed the remote and put his special playlist onto the first song and continued to undress him reaching for his jeans unbuttoning them.

He raised his hands behind her and unzipped her dress before removing it down her shoulders to reveal her lingerie, ‘Fuck!’

He cursed seeing what she was wearing, she was wearing his favourite colour: Navy Blue covered in black lace, he could feel his throat go dry and his cock grow against his jeans as he gulped looking at every inch of her before looking into her eyes.

She was smiling up at him as he took her hands in his, she shook her head pulling her hands away and pushing him gently onto the bed before crawling on top of him and kissing him slowly while straddling him, feeling his hands hold her hips.

‘This is about you tonight baby.’

He nodded and watched her strip from her lingerie before climbing on to him again and began kissing along his jaw and down his neck before moving to the other side and repeating her actions, he lay his head back closing his eyes and sighed contently as she kissed across his chest and downwards before licking and gently sucking each nipple, making his hips rise from the bed grounding against hers, she nipped along his rib cage on either side and moving her body down his and kissing over his hips making him hiss.

‘Y/n,’ he whispered her name as she reached between his legs and licked up each thigh hearing him grip the headboard tightly while letting out a harsh moan.

She looked at him as she took his cock into her mouth and sucked teasing the tip with her tongue making him gasp as he lifted his head to look back at her his green eyes black with hunger.

She began to move her head up and down taking him as deep as she could while sucking hard and using her tongue, while keeping eye contact with him.

He raised his hips as he groans from the back of his throat, while he gripped onto the headboard until his knuckles were white, she moved her hand and teased his balls, and gently squeezed them until he came in her mouth, ropes and ropes of his seed shooting down her throat, he watched with wide eyes as she took every drop down her throat before pulling off him and climbing back up to him with a smile and kissed him letting him taste himself on her tongue.

He whimpered kissing her back as she straddled him again deepening the kiss and placed his hand on her chest where her heart beat raced. He sat up wrapping his arms around her waist and lay his head against her chest listening to her heartbeat calming his own, she lifting his head and pecked his lips repeatedly when he lifted her by her hips and lowered her down on his once again hard cock, she gasped feeling him fill her to the hilt and began to rock her hips back and forth against him slowly letting her head fall back.

He leaned forward kissing all over her neck holding her close against his body as they rocked against each other at a steady pace, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and began to pick up pace, he lay back against the pillows pulling her on top of him breathing raggedly against her shoulder as she rode him harder while keeping the slow pace.

He raised her hips to meet hers gripping her body feeling his fingers dig into her skin, thinking he could never let her go now. Ever!

He moved his head kissed her all over her face he could reach before crushing his lips against hers hungrily as they both picked up speed at the same time.

He listened to her moans as his dick hit a particular spot only he could reach according to y/n, he thrust harder against her before flipping her onto her back and slamming his hips into hers harder causing the bed to rock back and forth rapidly as he buried his face into her neck and held her body against his, scream out against his shoulder as she dragged her nails lightly down his back. He groaned and hit that spot over and over again before the both came in a tangle of sweat and limbs and bedsheets and ragged breathing.

He kissed along her neck as she brushed his hair from his forehead panting heavily.

He lay his head on her shoulder blinking up at her as she smiled at him and ran her fingers down his back making him sigh closing his eyes contently as she leaned down and kissed his forehead gently.

He reached up and captured her lips in a deep open kiss which she returned with a smile.

They broke apart and he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck before lowering his head to rest his head against her breasts as she pulled the duvet over them holding him tightly against her body and fell asleep.

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