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Boyfonds! ❤❤

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Are you okay? Miss you!

Omg you guys are so sweet!!!!!! Y’all have probably figured it from some of my writing that I’m a musician. I have recently had a ton of anxiety surrounding that and the whole classical music world, so I’m taking a break from writing for a week or so while I reevaluate my priorities. I really hope I will find time to come back super soon!!!!!!!! I love writing so much, so I know that it won’t be a long break.

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ok so here’s part two...probably going to make this a series idk

You saw the handsome stranger who helped you on the subway again the next night after work. He wasn’t on the train the next day, so you thought you might have offended him by saying you didn’t need him to walk you home. You were kind of blunt when you straight up said “no,” but you had a terrible day and didn’t think you could talk to someone, you just wanted to get into your pajamas and eat ice cream. Also in your defense, it was only a block and you were nervous to be talking to someone so attractive. You were glad when you saw him standing in line a few people behind you at the movie theater around the corner from your apartment.

“Hey, are you stalking me?” He was smiling widely and laughing at seeing you again. You were happy to see he wasn’t mad at your refusal of his walking home offer. “No, I’m actually serious,” he said, but he was still laughing so it was obvious he wasn’t. “I mean, I live around here,” you said with a shy smile. “Well obviously I know that, this is the stop you got off at,” he stuck out his hand to shake yours and his smile turned from a grin to a hopeful small smile. “I’m y/n, by the way,” you said as you grabbed his hand. “Timothée, but my friends call me Timmy,” he said while still holding your hand long after he should’ve let it go. “So I’m your friend?” “I don’t know, I usually walk my friends home. But I guess I can make an exception for you.” He winked.

Your friend nudged in the back you because the line was moving up and you had to go buy your tickets. His hand was still holding yours tightly, so it was hard to pull away, but finally you said, “well I have to go get my ticket. Maybe I’ll see you around though. On the way home or something/” “Y/n, wait. I’d like that. Which movie are you seeing?” He clearly didn’t want to stop talking and holding hands. “I’m not going to tell you, Timmy. If I see you in there though we can keep talking,” you said coyly.

#5

The day couldn’t get any worse: You spilled coffee on your outfit on your way to work, there was a ton of traffic so you were late, your boss was especially rude and sexist today, your car got towed so you had to take the subway home, and on the subway your bag broke so all of your stuff was strewn over the grimy train car. You thought it was the worst day of your life until a handsome young man knelt down beside you and started helping you pick up your things at the end of the day.

“Why are you being so nice to me? You don’t have to do this. Everyone else is just staring. Don’t get me wrong, it’s amazing, I’m just wondering why you’re so much sweeter than my fellow New Yorkers,” you asked him. You didn’t expect anyone to do something like this for you, even if it was just common courtesy. You knew how New Yorkers were: they wouldn’t help you and you probably wouldn’t help them. “You should never have to ask a question like that,” he said back with a huge smile plastered on his face as his hand brushed yours. When your stop came around you smiled at him and were about to get off when you heard, “so do you need me to walk you home or will that part of your day be disaster free?”

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#5

The day couldn’t get any worse: You spilled coffee on your outfit on your way to work, there was a ton of traffic so you were late, your boss was especially rude and sexist today, your car got towed so you had to take the subway home, and on the subway your bag broke so all of your stuff was strewn over the grimy train car. You thought it was the worst day of your life until a handsome young man knelt down beside you and started helping you pick up your things at the end of the day.

“Why are you being so nice to me? You don’t have to do this. Everyone else is just staring. Don’t get me wrong, it’s amazing, I’m just wondering why you’re so much sweeter than my fellow New Yorkers,” you asked him. You didn’t expect anyone to do something like this for you, even if it was just common courtesy. You knew how New Yorkers were: they wouldn’t help you and you probably wouldn’t help them. “You should never have to ask a question like that,” he said back with a huge smile plastered on his face as his hand brushed yours. When your stop came around you smiled at him and were about to get off when you heard, “so do you need me to walk you home or will that part of your day be disaster free?”

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this is for #27

You and Timmy had both just gotten out of relationships that were years long. A mutual friend thought you would be good for him to have a friend to complain to who would actually listen and empathize. What nobody had expected was that you two got on extremely well and had started dating pretty seriously. You agreed to go slow though because of your past relationships, which both had been in the talks for marriage. The thing was, it was impossible not to notice that you both had fallen head over heels for each other and things would speed up very soon.

He moved in last week after about a month and a half of regular dating, and things were going very well. One night you saw he was in a bit of a mood (he was frowning, which only happened if he was grumpy), but that wasn’t anything new, you also got moody when you thought about your ex and everything that came with that.

“Need to talk about anything, T?” “No,” he snapped with a glare on his face and his eyebrows knit together. “Whoa, calm the fuck down! I just wanted to get you out of that bad mood,” you tried to calm him down, you had never fought with him before and didn’t want to start. “Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?” He was really angry now, and it wasn’t because he missed Maika - you were setting him off.

“I just think things are going too fast,” he yelled as he stormed out of the room. You followed him into the bedroom because you knew the two of you would just stew in the feelings and get even more upset. You knew how well you could hold grudges from your ranting sessions.  He was sitting on the bed with his back to you and his hands clenched in his lap. “You have to drop the attitude, Timothée. I fucking know you miss Maika. It’s whatever, I get it. I sometimes miss my ex too, but you have to give me a chance, too. You’re never going to move on if you don’t at least try.” You could see his body become less tense and his hands unclench, so you knew he was listening.

“I’m really sorry, y/n, I really am. But it’s so fucking hard, I dated her for two years. She was such a big part of my life and it’s weird not to be around her. I can tell you feel the same way about your ex too. You’re so different from Maika in all the best ways, but it’s hard to get used to.” You understood what he meant, but his words still hurt because of the thought of him comparing you to Maika, especially because she was such a beautiful, sweet person. “I feel like we’re both a little scared to love again,” you mumbled, trying to make sense of the situation and calm the two of you down. He turned around and held out his arms for you to come lay with your head in his lap, a small smile on his face. He started stroking your hair and said, “I know I love you, y/n. I didn’t think I’d say it now, but I know I do, I can feel. I’m more scared of how much I love you. I never loved Maika this much.”

can I request 14 and 27 like really angst but with a fluffy ending y’know?

Your relationship with Timothée had started to get serious in the last few months. It made sense of course, you’d been dating for a little over a year, but you could tell it was freaking him out a little bit. You knew you could spend the rest of your life with him for sure. You loved how he held your hand, how he snuggled up to you on the couch when you two were watching something, how he would come up and hug you from behind, you loved everything about him.

You knew he loved it too, but he was so used to being single and super busy from filming that a relationship was a little disconcerting. He loved it though, he missed the intimate companionship that came along with a serious relationship. Sometimes when he came back from being away for a long time all he wanted to do was hold you all day and talk, that was his favorite thing to do.

You were starting to get a little nervous about why he started getting uncomfortable around you after a few months without filming. “T, what’s going on with you?” You were in your normal position on the couch with him behind you, but he wasn’t hugging you tight or holding your hand like he used to. “To tell you the truth, y/n, I’m just so scared of how much I love you,” he laughed at the absurdity of the statement, but it was true. He had never loved someone as much. You turned around to face him and kissed his nose with a smile, “Oh my god, Timmy, I thought you were keeping some giant secret from me or you were going to break up with me.” His smile grew serious, “Y/n, you haven’t lost me, you’ll never lose me.” He started to laugh and tickle your sides, “you’re stuck with me forever, whether you like it or not.”

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can I request 14 and 27 like really angst but with a fluffy ending y’know?

Your relationship with Timothée had started to get serious in the last few months. It made sense of course, you’d been dating for a little over a year, but you could tell it was freaking him out a little bit. You knew you could spend the rest of your life with him for sure. You loved how he held your hand, how he snuggled up to you on the couch when you two were watching something, how he would come up and hug you from behind, you loved everything about him.

You knew he loved it too, but he was so used to being single and super busy from filming that a relationship was a little disconcerting. He loved it though, he missed the intimate companionship that came along with a serious relationship. Sometimes when he came back from being away for a long time all he wanted to do was hold you all day and talk, that was his favorite thing to do.

You were starting to get a little nervous about why he started getting uncomfortable around you after a few months without filming. “T, what’s going on with you?” You were in your normal position on the couch with him behind you, but he wasn’t hugging you tight or holding your hand like he used to. “To tell you the truth, y/n, I’m just so scared of how much I love you,” he laughed at the absurdity of the statement, but it was true. He had never loved someone as much. You turned around to face him and kissed his nose with a smile, “Oh my god, Timmy, I thought you were keeping some giant secret from me or you were going to break up with me.” His smile grew serious, “Y/n, you haven’t lost me, you’ll never lose me.” He started to laugh and tickle your sides, “you’re stuck with me forever, whether you like it or not.”

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Fighting with Timmy Part 5

Ok so this was requested so so so so many times (which I loved so much omg!!!), so I figured it was a good way to come back from my hiatus. Finals are officially over and I’m feeling great. As always, keep the requests coming (I may take a while to respond to some because I have a lot to do and I’m kinda a mess lol)!!!!

You were scared at the thought of what Timmy might say, but if there was any chance you two could salvage your relationship, you would take it. Anything is better than nothing. “Timmy, tell me whatever, I’m not giving up on us - nothing could stop me from loving you and wanting to be with you. You need to know that before we start saying anything that could change our minds.” He nodded his head and put his hand under his chin backwards - something he always did when he was nervous or upset. “Y/n, this is really really hard to say, I actually can’t believe I’m going to say this to you, but I know I was meant to act. You know when you can feel it? You must. I also feel like you’re my soulmate, there’s nobody I will ever feel this way with. Nobody.”

That sounded like a good thing, but Timmy still looked very upset and conflicted, his hands were still clenched in his lap, making you scared for what he had coming next. “Ok, so this is the fucking difficult part,” he said quietly, almost like he was hoping you wouldn’t hear, never wanting to hurt you, but knowing he had to. “I know I can’t live without acting. I might see something in the future in a movie and know that I could’ve done a better job or wish that that could’ve been me, and I don’t want to resent you for that. I don’t want to think of you as someone who has held me back or, god forbid, has taken away my happiness.”

You understood what he was saying, but you didn’t want to believe it, how could you. You knew that the two of you were meant to be, he was a part of you as much as you were a part of him. He was the only person you could picture yourself with as long as you live, there was nobody like him in the whole world. The tears in your eyes were brimming at your waterline, but you knew you had to keep them in because Timothée already felt so terrible, it was obvious. He kept looking at you like he just wanted to hold you and for everything to go away, but he knew he couldn’t. You could tell because he kept taking long pauses before continuing to talk or taking deep breaths and trying to keep himself from choking out a sob. His eyes were darting back and forth, his eyebrows screwed up together, his whole face contorted.

“T, I won’t hold you back, c’mon please just think about what you’re saying. I won’t hold you back ever. I just want to be with you, even if that means not seeing you for a few months while you’re filming or on a press tour, I can deal with that. I don’t care, I trust you. Anything is better than never fucking seeing you again. Literally anything. But if you think you’d be happier without me, please just tell me now.” It was difficult to get those words out because you didn’t want to hold him back if he thought you would, but you don’t know what you would do without him. “Don’t sugarcoat it, T, that’ll just make things worse.” You were both crying now, but his tears were much slower and not as loud as your sobs. That was always how he cried though, silently and slowly, he just let the tears fall and never wiped them off.

“Y/n, you make me the happiest I will ever be in a relationship, you know that. There’s absolutely no fucking doubt about that.” “Then what’s the problem, T? Why are you still so upset?” “Because it’s not that simple, y/n. I think I can deal with never dating again or never being this happy in a relationship because I know that what we have is unique. Most people have long, successful relationships without this much passion, that’s just the reality.” “I-I don’t understand,” you voice broke as you suppressed your urge to yell at him, to tell him he wasn’t making any sense. Your tears were flowing so quickly and heavily now that the top of your shirt was soaking from wiping your cheeks so many times.

“What I mean is I think I can live without you, y/n. I know it will fucking destroy me, but I think I can. I can’t live without acting, there’s no other way to say it. I’m sorry.”

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PEOPLE OF MY BLOG!!!!!!

I ACTUALLY WROTE TODAY! IM WRITING AGAIN CLASSES ARE DONE IM SO HAPPY

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how are you're finals going? wishing you luck!!

They’re actually going super well!!!!!!! Also I LOVE YOU ANON YOU’RE TOO KIND ❤️

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Is there a fighting with Timmy pt 5 coming?? I'm so invested omg I love your writing (also don't take this as me rushing you pls take all the time you need I'm just curious XD )

Yes! I just have three more finals (pro tip: DO NOT take college calculus or chemistry...I’m dying) and this is going to be one of the first ones I write!!!

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i want to h u g you 💘

❤️💞 !

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I want to _____ you.

reblog and see what your followers say

Interesting..

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i’ve sent in loads of prompts :(

I’ve been so busy with finals and auditions that I haven’t been able to get to anyone’s requests :/ they end after next week though, so my writing hiatus will end soon! SO SORRY

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hey I just wanted to say that you’re super pretty and your blog is great! :)

omg thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Spreading The Love!!

Rules: you have to post your favorite(s) selfie(s) and tag people that should do that too and then give them a compliment.

@clementinecyrilla tagged me (thank you!!!! ❤️🤩)

Ok so first I want to say that I KNOW I look like a 12 year old haha but I’m actually 19, second is that I blocked out my friends face bc idk if she’d want to be on the internet without telling her...so now I’ll tag some accs I love

@timmy1tim bc your account is what first got me into writing imagines

@strangerspidy because we love the same ppl

@dailychalamets because everyday I see Timmy pics and that makes me so happy

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Also your writing is great! Can I please have your masterlist???

Thank you so much!!!!!! I honestly have no idea how to make a link to the master list 😬 so if someone wants to help me that’d be appreciated!!!!