#armie x timothée

[mysteryofloveforevermore]

Dear Charmie Family

Just wanted to say that our dear film is finally available in 4K and Dolby Vision on Apple TV, so now we can watch it in better quality 💛💙

[douglashal]

💚💙

Timmy doing/saying cute things about Armie

This is for the anon who asked me to do a post of Timmy saying cute things about Armie. Thank you for liking my blog, I’m glad you’re enjoying the contents here <3

Sorry I don’t know why your ask disappeared after I clicked save as draft, so I made this post instead of answering your ask, and sorry for the late reply because it took me forever going through all the ‘armie x timmy’ tags on my blog, and really, there are TONS OF THEM lol. Anyway, here is the super long post of Timmy doing/saying nice/sweet/cute things about Armie, or really, just Timmy gushing about Armie.

(Most of the gifs aren’t mine, they’re from those talented, passionate and amazing people in this fandom who so kindly shared them with us, love y’all <3)

WARNING: THIS POST HAS TONS OF GIFS AND PICS AND IT’S SUPER LONG SO IT MIGHT BE SLOW AF JUST SO YOU KNOW.

Q: What’s it like? ‘Cause that’s a very personal experience playing a character like that. What’s it been like for your relationship with Armie? And then famous “a random luck in the universe”…

(via bowie28)

He thanked Armie in his speech at PSIFF after Armie presenting the awards to him.

(via robbieamell)

Timmy talking about how amazing a ‘dance partner’ Armie was.

(via corcordiumm)

Also Armie’s his ‘tongue wrestling partner’… (0:14)

And this boy just couldn’t stop gushing about Armie…

(via bowie28)

There are some quote from some interview…

“…the dreamy months hanging out with Armie Hammer, the bike rides, frolicking in alleyways and bonding so tightly with someone that the only thing you can compare it to is actual, soul-binding love – is in the past. “I don’t think I’ll have an acting experience as immersive as that,” he says. “I came of age as an actor during my time with Armie. The relationship that blossomed out of it is the most precious gift.” - shortlist

He also praised Armie’s acting whenever he could in the DVD commentary.

(via filmsby)

And in some interview, the first thing he said is: where is Armie?

(via robbieamell)

Timmy said it’s like they have spent 7 years together already. And Armie said that famous thing that they’ve spent so much time together that he could see Timmy in his childhood memories.

(via corcordiumm)

And he’s totally a fanboy of Armie, you know?

(via bowie28)

Remember that A for Armie hoodie of Timmy’s?

(via littlelovebomb)

And he’s not kidding about Armie being his role model…

(via bowie28)

He even imitated  Armie’s dance in one of the Q&As with Luca while Armie wasn’t there, what a little shit lol.

(via corcordiumm)

I guess he’s kinda obsessed with dancing Armie… See Pauline’s knowing smirk?

(via corcordiumm)

And have you seen the way he talked about Armie’s beard? Like he’s telling you his first time with Armie… I mean, his first beard burn experience which was caused by Armie… and he touches Armie’s cheek unnecessarily? And that kinda amazed look on his face lol.

(via tchalametdaily)

While being asked “If you could describe yourself as a spirit animal, what would that be?” he brought Armie up, like, who asked you what Armie thought lol?

(via bowie28)

And do you know what “Honey Badger” is? No? Let me tell y'all…

And also at some point Timmy called Armie his sweetheart lol.

And seems like he can’t wait to invite Armie to his place…

(via chalametdaily)

But at the same time he’s already had a base in LA which is Armie’s place…

(via corcordiumm)

And while being asked how he annoyed Armie, and he said… well, Timmy, did you hear the question wrong or something? Look at Armie’s face… annoyed? I mean…

(via corcordiumm)

Timmy signed his name on Armie first so Armie just signed his name on Timmy.

And let’s not forget how he talked about Armie’s balls enthusiastically…

(via timothechallamet)

And he couldn’t believe there would be anyone who doesn’t think Armie’s testicles sexy… and immediately realized he slipped lmao.

(via corcordiumm)

His first though is ‘Armie’ while hearing the word ‘love’. Not mom, family or hate like Armie’s answer but ARMIE, WTF Timmy lol?

(via robbieamell)

And Timmy’s so sweet and considerate for Armie that he facetimed with Armie when he’s sick and naked in bed and couldn’t attend the Independent Spirit Awards that he’s got nominated.

(via andyjsamberg)

Timmy just has to say how he fell in love with Armie whenever he can as if he thinks Armie people don’t know… Seriously, Timmy?

(via queertony)

“What are you gonna take away from the memories of shooting this one (CMBYN) beyond what occurred on set?“

(via robbieamell)

This is his answer and Armie approved lol.

And at the Texas Film Awards Timmy showed his support for Armie: “I’m here for Armie!” (0:50)

Okayyyy, I know this is a super long post with a lot of gifs which have probably slowed down your device, but I’m 10000% sure that I still missed something, so if you guys know what else cute things Timmy did/said about Armie, feel free to add ;)

And for my anon, I don’t know if this is what you wished for, but I hope you like it <3

[admireforever]

Timothëe Chalamet

Call Me By Your Name

[thebitetheapple]

Feel free to tell me if I’m being delusional but… is that Tiny Horse on the windowsill of Armie’s pad???? 👀 🐴

[theseshipsshallsail]

You know, sometimes the comments are actually worth it 😂🤣

[douglashal]

“Straight because it’s Hollywood”

Ok

Happy " King Shit" anniversary you all 🍆💦❤🔥

[douglashal]

“They are embossed on every song that was a hit that summer, in every novel I read during and after his stay, on anything from the smell of rosemary on hot days to the frantic rattle of the cicadas in the afternoon—smells and sounds I’d grown up with and known every year of my life until then but that had suddenly turned on me and acquired an inflection forever colored by the events of that summer.”

André Aciman - Call Me By Your Name

[prplocks]

✧❁ wallpaper 〴 call me by your name ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

reblog if you save ➳

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[chalwedance]

[mysteryofloveforevermore]

Dear Charmie Family

Unfortunately freedom of speech doesn’t exist in our world when it comes expressing ourselves freely but I thought I might be able to express my opinion about this subject at least. First of all, I shall mention that I find it hard to believe that Armie had four mistresses or more I didn’t count them when I was reading the article, sorry😅🙈. The main reason that I can’t believe everything that was mentioned in this recent article is that who would take such paparazzi photos with one of their mistresses and being unable to touch them normally and then trying to hide their face in the photos since they are laughing and posing for paps🤔 Also the other woman who first started this terrible show on their IG is obsessed with Timmy and CMBYN, and used to attend cmbyn book tour, premieres and interviews.

Furthermore, how is that you’re so loved by your female costars that the moment they see you they are rushing to hug you and talk you since you always made them feel safe and have always been very respectful to them but suddenly the moment you announce your separation, you’re an a**hole, abusive partner, cheater, drug addict and mentally unstable. I mean how comes you were so normal before and then why creating a finsta the moment the weird show started and then why should you give its password to journalists to write such horrific articles about you. Moreover, those women don’t seem the submissive type at all and all of them want nothing more in life than fame. But obviously the mind behind this mess didn’t want to finalize their divorce since they knew their plan is incomplete if the one who’s guilty in your fake story won’t admit to everything that you wrote, I mean how else could she ruin his life and his career. But I do believe what he said about his childhood, family and committing suicide, anyone else in his situation might have had suicidal thoughts. And lastly why would he become so heartbroken and furious over the fact that his costar was being papped with their fake gf, and mentions fried chicken and NYC (obvious references) if at that time he had a wife and a mistress, that doesn’t make sense to me all. Also isn’t odd that you’re ex wife always got mad when someone commented that you’re so good at playing gay roles and compares being gay to being a criminal and now after you mention that you love kinky sex with women, you should also mention that you’re 100% straight and never had a male lover. Sorry if you don’t agree with what I said, you’re probably right and I’m 100 percent wrong but I just wanted to mention some of my thoughts. I couldn’t resist and I should add these wonderful photos to this post too, gosh I’ve missed those days💙💚

[edwins-fangirl]

[admireforever]

Call Me By Your Name

[thebitetheapple]

BiteTheApple Tuesday musings…

Short hair Timmy is SO pretty

Which velvet jacket did Dru save?

[chalamet-hl]

No one's ever had me, not like you... ✨❤️‍🔥

[theseshipsshallsail]

Happy Birthday, Elio Perlman. Then, now, and every tomorrow ❤️

My sincere apologies for leaving them crying in an airport bathroom for so long...

Summary:

“Regarde toi…” Elio murmurs, smothering a tipsy hiccup in the crease of their overstuffed pillow. “You look happy.” Oliver huffs. “I am happy,” he says, leaning in for a kiss: his clumsy tongue flavoured with the musky essence of Elio’s previous release.

HE WHOM LOVE TOUCHES (NOT WALKS IN DARKNESS)

In the liminal space between dreams and consciousness, where everything is hazy, blissful, and calm, Elio savours the post-coital high as a roaming palm draws abstract patterns on his outer thigh; chasing the field of goosebumps before settling - warm and possessive - in the shallow corrugation of his rib cage.

It’s a strange contradiction, all told. 

A charged sort of intimacy that keeps him buoyed by the ache of overtaxed muscles. 

The memory of Oliver moving inside him. 

The thickness. 

The stretch. 

The damp spill of semen saturating the rucked-up sheets.

He should fix that, he supposes, letting loose an almighty yawn, but his listless limbs refuse to cooperate as they gather their scrambled senses, and the other man’s grin - fond, jetlagged, coy to the point of transparency - holds him enthralled in the slate-grey pool of moonlight. 

“Regarde toi…” Elio murmurs, smothering a tipsy hiccup in the crease of their overstuffed pillow. “You look happy.”

Oliver huffs. “I am happy,” he says, leaning in for a kiss: his clumsy tongue flavoured with the musky essence of Elio’s previous release. “You - you make me happy,” he adds, humming an off-key rendition of Love My Way over the late-night drone of Via Manzoni:the song they’d so recklessly danced to not three months prior in a dingy, Roman piazza. “S’just like Plato said…”

Elio frowns; slightly perplexed by their trip into left-field. “Plato?” he asks,  rallying his drowsy focus.

“Symposium,” Oliver slurs, gaze a little bleary. “Have you read it?” 

A scoff. “Son of a professor, mon ami. I still have my father’s flash-cards.”

“So you’re familiar, then?” Oliver pauses; brushing an errant curl from Elio’s temple. “With his theories involving the human form?”  

“Absolument...” But it’s a deep-seated game of theirs - this idle exchange of wisdom - and one he’s loath to forfeit despite his heavy eyelids. “Indulge me anyway?”

“Don’t I always?” Oliver giggles, then clears his throat theatrically: every inch the college professor. “On the basis of Plato’s teachings,” he begins, hooking an ankle behind Elio’s exposed calf. “...there was a time we all looked vastly different… with four legs, four arms, and two heads apiece. We had two necks, also,” he continues, cupping his nape as if it were made of glass. “Two noses and two mouths…”

Featherlight, Oliver skims a thumb the full curve of Elio’s earlobe, wreaking havoc on his staccato lungs as it journeys even lower; gently parting the seam of his lips.

“But the gods… fearing the untapped power we held in such forms… took it upon themselves to split us. Right down the middle.” 

Elio shivers as he draws an invisible line from chin to navel. 

“And in doing so, condemned us to a life of half-measures. Constantly searching for that which was stolen, in order to - to feel complete.” 

“The physical and spiritual alike,” Elio quotes, knocking their sweat-slick foreheads together. “So how will we know?” he asks softly, all carefully crafted nonchalance. “When we find our other halves, I mean?” 

Oliver smiles: hummingbird-heart fluttering against his chest. “I found you, didn't I?” Another kiss; rich as torta tenerina. “I worship you,” he says, the flush of his cheeks belying his confident demeanour, and Elio curses that last round of birthday shots as he’s overwhelmed by the swell of raw emotion. The bigger-than-this, more-than-us awareness that’s gripped them from the start. “Is that okay?”

A pendulous nod. 

“You don’t doubt it?” 

Elio blinks back the mortifying sting of tears. “Just myself,” he whispers at length, unable to quash his niggling insecurities, and Oliver sighs as he captures his wrist; ink-stained fingers tracing the spiderweb veins at his pulse.

“Please don’t,” he begs, forever unfazed by the trials and tribulations of a long-distance relationship. “Please don’t doubt the only thing I’ve ever been sure of.”

To name a belief - his grandfather once told him - is to give it shape. Sound. An echo. There's power in speaking, my boy! In being spoken about - and here in his childhood bedroom, Elio thanks his lucky stars as he breathes in the bergamot-citrus of Oliver’s shampoo. The syrupy sweetness of spilt Amaretto. The burnt-tar bitterness of unfiltered Gauloises. 

“I know you too,” he says, mirroring his candid confession. “I see you. Corps, esprit, et âme.”

It doesn’t matter that he’s crying. 

That his wayward emotions are on display. 

The other man’s faith is inherently grounding, and flattening his palm over Oliver’s star of David Elio reels him in by the silver chain; butterflies taking flight in his stomach as he thinks of the hard-fought future that’s destined to lie ahead. 

[astellatv]

Somewhere, in northern Italy..