"when you hear the water running, come over. there's a key under the mat." sabrina has just moved in to a new apartment and has the hopes of starting a new life. but things change when she spirals into a deep and intense feeling of mutual lust with the guy who lives next door. lower case intended

in a room full of art i was still staring at you. - [no casting except timothée because i love imagination]

"suddenly craving peaches & apricot juice" "i've got some spare hmu if you want" "did you just invite me to slide into your dms" "yes" - timothée chalamet {social media}

e·the·re·al əˈTHirēəl/ adjective 1. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world. "her ethereal beauty"

───── ❝ 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 ❞ ───── 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦. ⭒☆ ────────────── ☆⭒ （ 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐭 ） （ 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ）

Good girls don't exist.

in which the youngest daughter of two of the most famous people in hollywood faces her toughest challenge yet; living. { in which the author writes another social media fic about timothée chalamet and but this time, the main character doesn't have social media... enjoy! } DISCONTINUED

"jesus christ, he's fucking beautiful. like the next coming of christ." THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED! I WILL NOT BE UPDATING IT!

Because Timmy is a cute lil bean and I like him very much. HIGHEST RANKING - #7 in FAN HIGHEST RANKING - #25 in IMAGINES HIGHEST RANKING - #3 in TIMOTHÉECHALAMET HIGHEST RANKING - #3 in WRITER

"hi welcome to the artist what can i get you?" "do you have anything that is not bad for the environment?" "babe, this is a coffee shop. everything here is bad for the environment" -- a story between the orgasmic bass guitar player and the local minimum wage high schooler. -- i do not own ladybird.