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your-averagewriter · 4 months

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“Hearts for a sweetheart.”

Summary: Bumping into a sweet chocolatier evolves into something even sweeter (Timothée Chalamet!Willy Wonka x fem!reader)

Word count: 1.9K

Warnings: Kissing, swearing (once I think).

Walking along the street, I’m interrupted by a sea of cheers as a man in an elaborate get-up passes around chocolates and sweets with a strong smile. As he walks through the crowd, people push forward, reaching for the chocolates forcing me forward, almost causing me to fall to the ground.

After nearly tripping over from the force of the crowd, I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to look at the person, steadying myself.

“Are you alright, miss?” The extravagant man asks.

Looking over him I can’t help but smile a little at his top hat and jacket, finding it endearing combined with his gentle nature.

“I’m okay.” I say as he helps me stabilise myself.

“Would you like a chocolate?” He asks with a new kind of smile, a toothy grin as he extends his arm, a tray of chocolates decorating the plate.

“Thank you but I can’t afford your fancy chocolates.” I deny, looking down a little ashamed as the crowds of people still surround us although they’ve quietened down a bit now.

“They’re free. No price for you, or anyone.” He pauses after saying ‘you’, seemingly forgetting the rest of his sentence.

“Really?” He nods and I reach to take one gently. “Thank you, mister…” I pause, not knowing his name.

“Mr Wonka, chocolatier.” He grins as he tips his hat towards me with a smile.

“Thank you Mr Wonka, the chocolatier.” I smile before seeing him disappear back into the crowds.

I only see him a couple more times as he looks back at me with a smile plastered on his face, his top hat sticking out above the crowds making me chuckle before putting the small chocolate into my mouth, resting it delicately on my tongue.

Closing my mouth, I start to chew the chocolate, truly surprised by the delicious treat. It’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. I try to savour it but it’s gone too soon, making me wish it would last forever.

Mr Wonka, a name I would not soon forget, in fact I couldn’t stop thinking about the man: his chocolates, his fashion and most of all his endearing, sweet nature. Walking through the streets, making my way home I ponder whether I would see him again or how. He must have a shop or a stall or something similar, maybe with the other chocolate stores? It doesn’t seem like he’d fit in with those pretentious sellers who seem to have no love for the art of food, let alone chocolate.

After a couple of weeks I had saved up some coins, not enough to get me more than one chocolate I doubt, but it'd be worth it both for the delicious chocolate and to see him again. With my coins in my pocket, I wander through the town centre, keeping my eyes out for the chocolatier but I don’t spot him.

Making it to the palace of chocolate stores I begin to feel the cold nipping at my skin, regretting not bringing my jacket. I walk through the doors, feeling very fancy as I do so, looking at the patterned floors and incredible glass dome roof.

Feeling a slight shiver I hurry along, looking to the stores and suddenly seeing a new store: Wonka. Upon seeing the name I make my way towards the store, taking in the beautiful design and calligraphy.

Walking in I’m instantly taken aback by the extraordinary interior, colourful candy delights disguised as nature causing me to gasp. Frozen, I stand in the door probably looking quite shocked as after a few seconds I feel a tap on my shoulder causing me to turn around, eyes going a little wide at the slight shock.

“Hello miss.” I turn around to see Mr Wonka smiling. “I wasn’t sure if I was going to see you again.”

“You remember me?” I ask, tilting my head slightly confused.

“Of course I do, I only regret that I didn’t ask your name last time we met.”

“(y/n), Mr Wonka.”

“Ah, call me Willy, last names are too formal for me.” He chuckles and I nod before looking around.

“Your store is incredible.” I say, looking around awe-struck.

“Why thank you, would you like a tour?”

“You’ve probably got more important things to do…” I say quietly with a soft smile.

“Nonsense! What could be more important than showing a woman as lovely as yourself around?” He asks with a charming smile. “Now, what kind of chocolate do you like?”

I think about it for a second, realising how long it’s been since I’ve had chocolate, excluding the last time I bumped into Willy. “The normal kind of chocolate?” I say, unsure.

“Normal kind?” He raises an eyebrow playfully. “Milk chocolate?” I nod.

“I think so, the chocolate you gave me last time was delicious, the best I’ve ever tasted.” I smile.

“Thank you, that means more than you realise.” He says softly, a tone of sincerity. “I’ll make you something special.” He grins. “Do you want to look around for a minute? I won’t keep you waiting too long.” He smiles, I nod before he seems to disappear before I even realise.

I walk towards the river watching as the boat goes round and round, the mechanisms seem incredible. Crouching down by the river I reach for a flower, inspecting the treat before taking a tentative bite from the petal. I let out a sigh, the treat tasting even better than I thought it would. Standing back up I take the flower with me, nibbling on the petals as I walk around the store, in awe at all the beautiful decorations.

A few seconds later, Willy pops up from out of nowhere, startling me slightly but with a small box in his hand.

“I didn’t mean to startle you.” He offers a small smile. He removes the lid from the box revealing a set of three chocolate hearts with delicate piping on top.

“Wow, these are beautiful.” I say, staring at the artwork.

“Hearts for a sweetheart,” He grins, flustering me a little.

“Thank you… How much do these cost?” I ask, trying not to be awkward but failing.

“Nothing, well except that I get to see your reaction, I think you’ll like them. I based them off of the chocolate you had a couple of weeks ago but made them better.”

“Are you sure? I have some coins.” I reach into my pocket, pulling out some coins but fumbling them leading multiple to fall to the ground. “Shit, sorry…” I say quietly before crouching down and reaching for the coins.

Willy does the same helping me pick up the coins as his hand accidentally brushes against mine. We both look up at each other before I look away embarrassed. He holds my hand, turning it over and placing the coins in my hand before folding my hand, covering the coins. He brings my hand up to his face, pressing his lips against my wrist with a small smile.

“Thank you…”

“Don’t worry about it.” He says as we both stand up again, I slide my coins back into my pocket.

He offers me the box and I take one of the three heart chocolates and place it in my mouth.

“Oh my god, you’re a genius.” I sigh, enjoying the chocolate. “These are incredible.”

“Thank you.” He grins, a proud expression on his face. “Would you like anything else? A buttercup? Cotton candy cloud? Cherries? Gummy bears?” He shoots off options one after the other at a quick speed.

“What would you recommend?” I ask, tentatively.

“Please follow me.” He smiles, leading me around the store to a patch of flowers. Crouching down, he plucks a few flowers, matching them by colour and tying them to make a chocolate bouquet before passing it to me.

“It’s beautiful.” I smile. He pulls out one more flower and tucks it behind my ear.

“Don’t worry, that’s a real flower.” He reassures me with a soft smile.

“Thank you.” I say softly.

“They’re chocolate, one’s white, dark and the other milk so you can work out what you like.” He says gently arranging the flowers. “Then you can come back and I can make you some more.” He chuckles. “The more information you can give me, the better the chocolate will taste!”

“Thank you, Willy, but I should get going now, I didn’t realise it had gotten so dark…” I say quietly as I look outside.

“Time flies when you’re having fun.” He shrugs as we walk towards the door and I start to feel the cold breeze against my skin. “Are you cold?” He asks, tilting his head slightly.

“A little, I should’ve brought my jacket.” I dismiss with a small smile. “I’ll see you around, Willy.” I say, stepping out of the door and walking away.

About a second later, I hear him speak again. “(y/n) wait!” He says and I turn around as he walks towards me, pulling off his long magenta jacket and sliding over my shoulder.

“Now you’ll get cold.” I chuckle, pulling the coat around me a little tighter.

“I’m okay, I was getting a bit warm anyway.” He smiles before looking behind me into the night. “Can I walk you home?” He asks, sweetly.

“You want to walk me home? I don’t live very close to your store…”

“Even more reason for me to walk with you.”

“Okay, if you’d like to, I won't stop you.” I smile brightly as he walks next to me.

“You know, you look really beautiful when you smile.” He says which only makes me smile more.

“Stop.” I chuckle.

“But it’s true.” He smiles. “You’re truly the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.” He says in a gentle but more serious tone.

“Thank you.” I whisper looking up to him before resting my head on his shoulder as we walk. “You’re really an incredible guy.”

“Ah, I just make chocolate.” He chuckles.

“Really good chocolate.” I smile. “And you make it look really pretty and your shop is incredible. I’ll have to come by more often.”

“I’d like that.” He pauses “May I hold your hand?” He asks gently after a short pause and I reach my hand out to his

Once we reach my home, I turn around to face him.

“This is me.” I smile. “I’m sorry you had to walk so far.”

“It was worth it.” He brings my hand to his face, pressing his lips against my hand again.

“Here, let me get your coat.” I say, beginning to slide the coat off of my shoulders but he stops me.

“Keep it, it gives you a reason to come back and see me again.” He says with a small smirk.

“Sneaky, very sneaky.” I chuckle, letting the jacket rest on my shoulders. “Get home safe.” I smile, as he begins to walk away.

It takes me a few seconds to fight my thoughts off before I call for him.

“Willy?” He turns around to face me, standing about eight steps away.

I walk quickly towards him, pressing my lips against his briefly before pulling away. “I’ll see you in a few days.” I whisper with a soft smile.

“You’re not gonna see me for a few days after pulling that stunt?” He asks with a playful expression causing me to chuckle and nod. “Well, I look forward to seeing you again.” He smiles brightly.

“I won’t keep you waiting too long.” I smile before going inside my house, shutting the door after he walks out of sight. I let out a breath as I have to fight a smile, excited to see the chocolatier again.

AN: I love this movie with my whole heart!

Hope you enjoyed reading!

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ginnysgraffiti · 5 days

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unprotected sex, body parts, dirty thoughts, pregnancy.

& WILLY WONKA x yn.

how would willy be during his first time with you?

- willy is definitely shy and reserved the first time. it will take him months to even kiss you, but when he does he's really unstoppable. after the first time, it takes him even longer to get intimate with you again.

- he can become extremely needy during the process, and with needy...i mean NEEDY. almost in a very childish way, if we consider that he's impressively incompetent and inexperienced in that field.

- once he does it, he is shy about it, asking if it's okay if he can kiss you deeper or grab your waist or simple gestures. he always needs to have your permission.

- he slowly gains confidence the longer you two are together and the more you are imitate. he would pull you away and just whisper how much he wants you. sometimes, even dirty things, but you never understood if he had a special chocolate to let him gather enough confidence for that.

- he's a desperate sort of lover and can never get enough of you. always kissing your shoulder. he likes to leave marks in places only he can see.

- he's obsessed with leaving hickeys on you.

- extremely overprotective. shortly, your personal teddy bear.

- starts meowing and doing his :] face when you mess with his curls.

- he can be extremely dirty minded, but he'll never admit it.

- if you pull his air while he's doing it there will be no return, seriously.

- loves to be the bottom one, he gets so turned on if you stay on top.

- loves to be submissive.

- always asks if you're ok with what he's doing or if anything hurts.

- he's a fast learner. given that he doesn't know how to start, he willingly accepts all your advice, and knows how to follow them to the letter.

- his tongue always does all the work.

- he would leave small notes on your desk to ask you for your usual bed appointment, he can't just bring himself to ask it out loud.

- loves your breasts, for real. his face lives between them.

- loves to smell the sheets after you two had done it, he just loves that smell.

- his moans are the sexiest thing ever. EVER.

- after the first time he would be needing more and more, craving for psychical contact so much that he could do it anytime, anywhere.

- he would use sweet nicknames, tongue twisters or rhymes to sweeten you even more.

- your body's best worshipper.

- he would keep his eyes closed most of the time, diving into the moment with his lips parted.

- extremely sensitive, he would get sore the following morning.

- cuddles after the act, it's a ritual.

- if your body hurts he would massage it carefully or give you a special chocolate treat.

- right after, he would be scared to death that you could get pregnant. have mercy, he just doesn't know how it works.

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kawaiidoodles95-blog · 4 months

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You, Vecna, and Vecna staring at Willy’s long fine legs 🦵🏻

#stranger things #henry creel #vecna/henry/001 #willy wonka #wonka 2023 #willy wonka meme #yn #y/n #your name #vecna x wonka #wokna #the stranger stampy circus

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1eatpancakes · 23 days

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Hey , working on a couple different projects for you guys !! Reminder tht requests are open !!

#fluff #smut #paul atredies x reader #willy wonka smut #willy wonka #elio perlman #kyle scheible #laurie laurence x reader #laurie laurence #willy wonka x reader #x yn #angst #paul atreides #elio perlman x reader

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barkrry · 1 year

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autophobia - h. styles x 1dbandmember!yn masterlist

Sitting in the back of the coffee shop, her tongue wetting her lips as she cradled her hot cup. Part of her felt like the liquid inside was illegally hot, her hands almost burning as she held the paper. But she also felt like maybe it was what was keeping her focused on what was about to happen.

She was waiting for Harry. Harry, who had been the one to arrange this meeting, yet she was the one who chose the exact spot. There was an art to not getting spotted, one that she had mastered. Spending two years moving around without a single mention of her being sighted, she was talented. And she wasn’t about to blow all of her album hype by being spotted out with her ex-boyfriend.

“Hey,” came the breathless, raspy voice of Harry Styles as he was joining her at the table. He hesitated, his own coffee in hand as he reached out with his other to try to embrace her before a frown covered his features and he was sinking into the seat opposite her. “I was- I was surprised you agreed,” he admitted.

YN looked over at him, and he hadn’t changed a single bit. His hair was shorter, pushed back by his willy-wonka sunglasses. He had one of his usual graphic tees on, old and ratty. Traditional vans. This was how he was always caught, always spotted. He wore the same things, didn’t change anything.

“Don’t make me regret it,” she replied dryly, swallowing slowly as she was raising her cup to her lips and taking a sip of the too-hot liquid. “You wanted to talk, so talk. I’ve got some promo to shoot after this.”

His green eyes stared at her for a moment, his fingers curled around the cup. Lacking his rings, which surprised her. Whenever she heard about Harry Styles he was always adorning his precious rings.

“Do you- do you hate me?” He asked, the crease in his brow had returned as he watched her closely. Tongue wetting his lips as he sat back, tucking his hands into his hoodie pocket. “Cause, you know. You were the one to break up with me.”

“And what a treat I did for you. A whole album wasn’t it? Singing about how I broke your heart? How much did that earn you?”

“Peach, don’t do that-”

“Don’t do what? Ask some simple questions? Do I need to ask Jeff for permission?”

Harry’s eyes snapped to meet hers, his brow completely furrowed in a frown as he leaned forward, pushing his cup aside as he rested his forearm there. “What does Jeff have to do with this?”

YN gaped, sitting back as she realised her mistake. All too used to the fact that she had to fight back, easily falling into a back-and-forth with everyone was second nature to her now. Some called her argumentative, but her team saw it for what it was. A defence mechanism. To stop herself from getting in too deep with someone new.

“Nothing- I- this was a mistake.” She was picking up her coffee cup, lifting her bag up from where it had been hooked over the back of the chair. “Uh- I’ll see you-”

“Peach, sit down and tell me what Jeff has to do with this,” he told her, pointing to the seat. And she hesitated, her eyes falling onto him, her lips pressed together. She hesitated, not because she was scared. His tone wasn’t anger, it was pleading. There was concern laced in his words. “Please,” he was begging, and she lowered her bum back into the chair.

“Don’t act like you don’t know, Harry. Everyone does.”

“Know what? Because I have no fucking clue what you’re talking about.”

YN stared at him across her table, her tongue wetting her lips as she scoffed, shaking her head as she tipped it back. Fingers running through her hair, shorter than when she was in the band. One of the many changes she had made since the band broke up.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this-” she released a soft groan, dropping her face into her hands followed by a deep huff. “Jeff’s the reason I broke up with you.”

And it was like something snapped inside of Harry, his once pleading face was now cold. His eyes were dark, but there was also confusion there. He wasn’t sure what he was being told, he had definitely never heard this before. As far as he was aware, she broke up with him because she fell out of love, or something. The something had always bothered him, but he was raised to respect a woman’s wishes, so that’s what he had done. It had killed him every day since, and some.

“Why was Jeff- YN, please just tell me the truth.”

“We had already announced we were splitting, hiatus, whatever everyone decided it was in their head. It was a break up. You were constantly in meetings with the Azoff’s, and you told them we were a package deal,” she mumbled, looking down at her hands in her lap. “They just wanted you, Harry,” she whispered, shaking her head slightly as she looked over at him across the table. Her eyes wet as tears gathered against the bottom lid, threatening to fall yet not. “And he told me I’d just hold you back and- And he was right. Look at you now.”

She gave him time to process what she had just told him, she was aware it was a lot. It’s not every day that you find out your ex-girlfriend and current manager were lying to you for the past two years or so. It had hurt her as well in the moment, it was part of the reason she had stayed gone so long. Living in the shadows, hiding from the truth.

“Why would- I don’t understand. He- He promised me he could get us both- I don’t-” Harry stumbled over his words, his mind racing a mile a minute as he removed his sunglasses from his head, running his fingers through his curls.

“It all worked out though. You got a great team, a cool band. A hit of a debut album,” she shrugged, being dismissive to the fact that of course this would hurt them both to rehash. “And I’ve got the same.”

“Peach, that’s not-” he stared at her, his mouth hanging open as he truly didn’t know what to say. He had gotten everything because of her sacrifice. And that stung. He had never wanted any of this if it wasn’t with her. The early days of the break up had been rough, rarely eating or sleeping. Focusing on channelling all his negative thoughts and energy into music, and yeah, it had gotten him a hit of a debut album. But he was sure he could have doubled his success if he had been writing and singing about being happy with her.

“I really need to go, I have two promos to do, but- you have my number,” she nodded her head as she was getting up again, this time not being stopped by him. Her lips were pressed together, looking down at him as she sniffled a little. “I really thought you knew,” she mumbled quietly, a slight nod of her head before she was walking out of the little coffee shop.

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