Wonka 2023 - Blog Posts
All of the wonkas!! These are just some recent old drawings i’ve done, just posting them here! 🍫
i have high chances of bumping into the man himself
MASTERLIST!
Miguel O’hara:
YOU WHAT? (fluff)
CLOSET / WTF (Pt2)
Earth-42 Miles Morales:
Gremlin gf hcs
Jason Todd:
Are we still friends? (Titans Jason Series)
Suna Rintarou
Happier than ever (SMAU masterlist)
REQUEST:
you can request these characters! I also prefer imagines or situations than hcs bc i’m really not good at them, and I'm not good at writing smut, also keep in mind that English is not my first language so I may not be that good, you're welcome to correct me in whatever mistakes I make, thank u!
Titans (dc show):
Jason Todd
Dick Grayson
Batfam (dc)
Dick Grayson
Jason Todd
Harry Potter
Young Severus Snape
Tom Riddle
Regulus Black
Diary of a wimpy kid: Rodrick Rules
Rodrick Heffley
MHA
Bakugou Katsuki
Todoroki Shoto
Tamaki Amajiki
Denki Kaminari
Shinsou Hitoshi
Dabi (Todoroki Touya)
Shigaraki Tomura
Little Women (2019)
Theodore Laurence (Laurie)
Haikyuu!!
Tsukishima Kei
Oikawa Toruu
Suna Rintarou
Sakusa Kiyoomi
Maybe Kenma
The Disastrous Life of Saiki K
Saiki Kusuo
"oompa loompa doobity dos, I am going to suck your toes" 2/2
different fonts, or whatever
SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME IDENTIFY WONKA'S BRACELET
Hes sweet, generous, adorable and he makes chocolate! He's the perfect boyfriend/husband!
Guys I just fell into a rabbit hole of Timothée Chalamet fanfics early in the morning !
✮⋆˙ 𝐀 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲-𝐂𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐩
╰┈➤ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, Willy Wonka, ever playful, boops his wife Y/N’s nose while teasing her about her serious focus on the factory’s caramel. Their lighthearted exchange is filled with affection, reminding them both that even in a world of chaos, love and laughter are the sweetest creations.
⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 675୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ
⊹₊⟡ ⋆ 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ
✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈·✦
The sweet aroma of chocolate and caramel filled the air, mingling with the hum of machinery and the faint, whimsical tunes of the Oompa Loompas as they worked in the background. Willy Wonka, with his vibrant purple coat and signature top hat tilted slightly askew, was striding through the factory, his cane tapping rhythmically on the floor. But today, his usual focus on his candy empire was entirely derailed by one thing—or rather, one person.
His wife, Y/N, was seated near the caramel mixing station, completely unaware of the mischief brewing in Willy’s mind. She was absorbed in watching the caramel’s glossy swirl, the soft glow of the factory lights reflecting off its surface. She loved moments like these—moments where she could quietly enjoy the magic of Willy’s world without interruption.
Willy, however, had other plans. He stopped a few feet away from her, his blue eyes sparkling with playful energy as he tilted his head, observing her. She looked beautiful, as she always did, but there was something about her calm focus that made him want to disturb her peace in the most endearing way possible.
Clearing his throat dramatically, Willy stepped closer, the heels of his shoes clicking softly against the tiled floor. Y/N looked up at him, her lips curving into a warm smile.
“What’s that look for?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at the mischievous grin plastered on his face.
Willy didn’t answer right away. Instead, he leaned on his cane, peering at her as though he were studying one of his latest candy inventions. “You’ve got something,” he said finally, his tone light and teasing.
Her brows furrowed in confusion. “Something? Where?”
He pointed vaguely at her face, his finger hovering in the air. “Right there. On your nose.”
Instinctively, Y/N’s hand flew up to her face, brushing at her nose. “Did I get it?”
Willy’s grin widened, his eyes dancing with mischief. “Nope, still there. Hold still!”
Before she could react, he leaned in, his finger darting out to gently boop the tip of her nose. His touch was soft but precise, and the moment lingered in the air as Y/N blinked in surprise.
“Boop!” he exclaimed, his voice lilting with pure delight.
“Willy!” she cried, her laughter bubbling up as she swatted his hand away. “What was that for?”
“For fun,” he replied with a dramatic flourish, spinning his cane in a circle before resting it on his shoulder. “A nose as cute as yours deserves a boop every now and then.”
Y/N rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help the smile spreading across her face. “You’re insufferable, you know that?”
“Insufferably in love with you,” he quipped, leaning closer so their faces were mere inches apart. His grin softened into something warmer as he added, “I couldn’t resist. You looked too serious staring at all that caramel.”
“Well, someone has to keep an eye on things while you’re busy being a menace,” she teased, poking his chest lightly.
“Oh, I’ll take that as a compliment,” Willy said, straightening up with exaggerated pride. “After all, isn’t a little mischief the secret ingredient to happiness?”
Before Y/N could reply, Willy leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “You brighten this place more than any candy ever could,” he said softly, his voice losing its playful edge for just a moment.
Y/N’s cheeks warmed at his words, and she reached out to gently tug on his lapel. “You’re lucky you’re charming, Mr. Wonka. Otherwise, I might have thrown caramel at you for that boop.”
“Ah, but what a sweet revenge that would be,” he replied, his grin returning full force.
Laughing, Y/N shook her head, letting him pull her to her feet. Together, they walked hand in hand through the vibrant chaos of the factory, the scent of chocolate and sugar swirling around them. Willy’s finger occasionally darted out toward her nose, threatening another boop, and each time she batted him away, her laughter echoing through the candy-coated wonderland.
𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐀
🌟 = Fluff, 🪐 = Angst, ✨ = mild spice, 🎬 = hurt/comfort
{{𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝} → open ! || requests are usually open unless they get too much, then I will turn them off so that I could finish other requests ! ||
ONE-SHOTS :
A candy-coated boop 🌟
A bit of love and chocolate 🌟
SERIES:
(not yet available)
BLURBS:
(not yet available)
Navigationˎˊ˗
{𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝} → open ! || requests are usually open unless they get too much, then I will turn them off so that I could finish other requests ! ||
About the blogˎˊ˗
what I do -> write fanfics and on some occasions, headcanons about timothée's characters
what I write about -> Harry Potter, Marauders, Characters played by Timothée, RPF, etc.
P.S. I don't have an upload schedule, but I try to post and make fanfics as much as possible. My stories are best when I am motivated. It keeps the fun and excitement in making these stories when I'm more motivated. :>
masterlist, prompt list
rules and disclaimersˎˊ˗
yes ! → fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, character x reader, mentions of smvt, bl00d/g0re, slow burn, RPF
no ! → smvt, kinks, p3do, non-con
I do not write smut under any circumstances. If you'd like to make a request, you can choose from the prompt list or submit your own idea.
I've received a few disrespectful comments in the past and have chosen to ignore them. I will continue to do so with any future hate comments. Just a reminder, I am a minor, so these kinds of messages are especially inappropriate.
If you don’t like my writing, feel free to scroll past my blog—there’s no need to send hate comments.
DO NOT REPOST OR COPY MY WRITING AND CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN.
I’m pretty indecisive, so if you notice my blog changing from time to time, it’s just me figuring out which colors I like best hehe!
If you come across my work being copied or reposted, please let me know!
with wonka, mean girls, and hunger games, theatre kids have pretty much taken over the industry 😋
hi friendo
whats ur favorite movie
HI FRIENDO!!!
that'd have to be a tie between like a shit ton of movies, uh.......
1: DEADPOOL AND WOLVERINE (2024)
2: A SILENT VOICE (2016)
3: ONWARD (2020)
4: ALICE IN WONDERLAND (2010) + ALICE THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS (2016)
5: WONKA (2023)
HONORABLE MENTION: CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS: THE FIRST EPIC MOVIE (2017)
Literally so excited!!!! 💜🩷💜🩷 He is going to make such a wonderful Willy Wonka 🍫💜🎩🩷
☆. timothée chalamet as willy wonka !
if you use/save like or reblog :)
Oh- i was forgetting what i looked like -🍫
timothée chalamet, wonka (2023)
Being a System is weird-
What do you mean Wonka is playing princess peach show time!?
-Tenn
🍫Basics🍫
🍬; **name** Wonka
💕 ; **pronouns** He/it
🍬 ; **age** 21
🍫System🍫
🎩; **role(s)** tbd
💼; **type** introject (i think)
🎩; **proxy** -🍫 or -Wonka
💼; **source** Wonka (2023), Willy Wonka and the Chocolate factory
🎩; **sourcemates** ; yes
💼; **sourcetalk** ; ask
🍫Boundaries🍫
🍭 ; **nicknames** ; sure!
👞 ; **petnames** ; ask pls
🍭; **flirting** ; no!
[ The only people i am comfortable Flirting with me, are our partner sys. The Wild West ]
I desperately need someone to watch Wonka w me just for Mathew Baynton since literally NONE of my friends know him
Noodles for Noodle
Finally getting around to posting this doodle I did a while back after I watched Wonka. :)
Willy Wonka’s Appereance
The new Young Willy Wonka seems more like a mixture of Gene Wilder and Johnny Depp’s Willy Wonkas than just being a specific one of them.
For example, Young Wonka’s outfit seems more like Gene Wilder’s Wonka with the hat and the bright uniquely patterned shirt but the general colour scheme of his outfit such as his coat looks more like Johnny Depp’s Wonka.
Timothée Chalamet’s Wonka also doesn’t wear gloves. This is similar to Gene Wilder’s Wonka but it could also be because when he got older he wore gloves to look more professional or perhaps to hide the injury scars he got in his chocolate factory.
Timothée Chalamet’s Wonka has brown hair, similar to Johnny Depp’s Wonka.
Timothée Chalamet’s Wonka’s hair is also curly, he also has an optimistic charming smile and energy similar to Gene Wilder’s Wonka.
*SQUEES* “Best One Yet” was delightful!! May I please request a fluffy fic of Wonka & baker fem!Reader falling in love with each other through their respective treats (his chocolate and her baked goods)?
AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! THIS! I HAVE WANTED TO WRITE SMTHN LIKE THIS FOR SOME TIME NOW!!
now that i have an incentive imma do it!! Thanks love<333
Okay, I just read “Best One Yet” and let me start off by saying it was beautiful!!!
If you’re willing to write more Willy x Reader, could I request a fem!reader who is Ficklegruber’s daughter?
Thank you in advance!
OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I’m so glad you liked it.<333
AH omg that sounds like such a good idea. im gonna have sm fun writing this!!
BEST ONE YET | W.W
The Wonka story that you (a five of you) have been waiting for!!
This was actually so fun to write. I love him sooooo much man!! he’s so pookie wookie.
Anywaaaayyys… lemme stfu.
SFW! Warnings: None
“What is he doing?” Noodle watched Willy intently as he scrambled quickly between various items on his desk.
“He’s been sat like that for hours, Miss Noodle.” Lofty sighed, walking closer toward her as they stared at Willy. His hands scribbled quickly in a small notebook he had laid on the table. His hands moving to his tousled brown locks every few minutes to run his fingers through it, almost as if to pull an idea from the roots of his hair.
But he had none.
He had been working for hours, frantically wracking his brain, creating ‘new’ ideas, ultimately scrapping them because they didn’t seem right. It’s like every creative bone in his body had shut down and it was infuriating. He needed something new, and he needed it now. It was like everything he came up with already existed in his shop and all new ideas were either remakes of old ones or just compl unfeasible. Flying chocolate? He had that. Chocolate that made your life feel like a musical? he had those too. Giraffe milk macaroons that made you feel confident? Already got them.
He felt useless. He needed something better. Something new that people would enjoy, but he couldn’t seem to come up with anything for the life of him.
He sighed deeply, resting his head against the small wooden table in his workshop underneath the Wonka Chocolate Factory. Noodle looked at him pitifully and walked to where he had slumped in his chair. “Maybe you should take a break. Walk with me?” Noodle suggests holding his hat and jacket out to him, a warm, comforting smile on her face. he looked up at her, ready to say politely decline and get back to his work, before noticing the pleading look in her eyes. “Fine. But only for an hour.” he warned smiling dully, the motion not quite meeting his eyes.
They walked through the town, arm in arm, a bright smile on Noodles face, a sullen expression on Willy’s. She noticed that he was thinking too much. He was always thinking too much but that was the last thing he needed. “Will you stop thinking about your next big confection for 5 minutes?” she teased playfully as she poked him in his rib, pulling him from his darkened thoughts. He breathed in hard, closing his eyes and clearing his mind. The pair stood outside of the Town Library, where Noodles mom worked, Where y/n worked.
“Noodle what are we doing here?” he asked, usual joy and exuberance traded for a feeling bordering misery. Noodle ignored him completely and pulled him through the front doors. The scent of old books and warm fires surrounded them as they left the chilly winter air outside the heavy doors of the library.
“Hello darling, hello Mr Wonka! What brings you here?” Noodles mom smiled sweetly, pulling her daughter into a tight hug. At this Willy felt a twinge in his chest, his heart almost constricting in his ribcage. “Willy’s in a but of a creative slump and needed a distraction. Is Y/n around?” Noodle responded, watching the way his face lit up slightly at the brief mention of her name. Her mother didn’t miss it either as she smiled to herself mentioning that she was reorganising books in the Romance section. “If she’s busy then it’s alright. I can come back another time.” he apologised, swallowing hard and looking down at the floor. This was so unlike him, he thought. He knew she wouldn’t mind him visiting, yet he couldn’t shake the feeling that she wouldn’t want to see him.
“Nonsense, she’s just over there. She’s been hiding in that nook for an hour, it’ll do the poor girl some good to see something that isn’t a book for a little while.” She smiled again before taking Noodle away from him. He Inhaled deeply, taking off his hat and with cold, shaky fingers messing with his hair so that it looked a little more presentable than usual. He walked with a large deficit in confidence, a stark contrast to his usually stark contrast to his usual demeanour. he rounded the corner tentatively, then he froze.
There she was. Sat with her legs crossed, her face practically buried in a small hardback cover of ‘Pride and Prejudice’. She was so beautiful, the dim light of a small oil lamp illuminated the small nook in the library, creating an alluring glow around her like an aura. He couldn’t breathe. All of a sudden the air was ripped from him, his jacket too tight and the collar of his shirt clinging to his neck desperately. He blinked slowly, his mouth dry and his palms cold and clammy. He couldn’t do this. Not today.
He turned to leave just as she looked up and noticed his presence. “Willy?” she spoke sweetly, his name like honey on her lips, like a song made only for her to sing and for his own ears to hear. “I’m sorry to bother you. I should go.” he muttered quickly, almost unwillingly, starting to take a step away from her. She was somehow too much and just enough all at once. He couldn’t be around her yet he longed for her more than anything. She smiled knowingly at him and patted the small pile of cushions next to her.
“Sit with me.”
He walked over to her, taking off his coat and settling himself into the corner where she sat. He could see her clearer now. The radiant glow of her skin under the bright yellow light of the lamp. The way her fingers traced the thin pages of the book as she waited for him to get comfortable. “What’s wrong Willy?” she asks, gently placing a hand on his thigh. It was seemingly nothing romantic yet that simple touch reddened his cheeks and stole his breath from his lungs.
“Nothing”, he lied. “All is well. Just came to visit, thats all.” he gave her a gentle smile, unable to muster his usual unrelenting energy. It worried her. Something was seriously wrong and he clearly did not want to talk about it. So she wouldn’t force him. She would be there, just sit and relish in his presence as he relished in hers. She placed her head on his shoulder, leaning into the warmth of his body, sighing as she felt the tension in his shoulders dissipate. His head soon met the top of hers, the two of them sitting in calm and relaxed silence, all that could be heard was the turning pages of her book and the steady thrum of their hearts beating in sync.
They sat in a soft, warm and familiar silence before he straightened up, looking down at her, his eyes soft and brows furrowed. “You believed in me when no one else wanted to. Why?” he asked. His voice low and melancholy. She looked up into the pools of green in his irises, they seemed to swim with doubt and self consciousness, and well with salted tears. She sat up, her hand coming up to his face and cupping his cheek so gently as if he were porcelain and would break if he wasn’t handled with care and delicacy.
“Well, you were so passionate, so driven. How could i not. Your energy, your love for what you do is infectious like an illness, but one that renders the sufferer incapable of quitting, incapable of turning away from their dreams. You inspired so many people to do what they love. Even me.” She spoke ever so softly, almost whispering as she looked straight into his eyes as they stared back at her own, so full of love and hope. His posture loosened and his face fell into a sweet and dopey smile as her hands tucked some of his hair behind his ear and toyed with the sweet little curls that hing by his ears.
He couldn’t pull his eyes from hers no matter how hard he tried. They trapped him and intoxicated him. He couldn’t get enough. He let out a shuddered breath he didn’t even notice he was holding.
“You are so beautiful, Y/n.”
She blinked quickly, moving her hand from his face. He had screwed up. The one time he thought he could have something nice, something so simple yet so complicated, so sweet and comforting and he ruined it. He turned his face, embarrassment burning his skin, causing his cheeks and ears to flush scarlet. He felt her fingers on his jaw, their grip soft yet commanding. She pulled him into her and placed her lips on his.
His eyes closed out of pure instinct as his hand reached up to cup her jaw.
They moved gently together, the kiss sweet and bruising, like raspberries that weren’t quite ripe and fresh honey, warm and saccharine. She pushed him backward slightly so that his back rested agains the multitude of pillows behind him, her thighs either side of his waist, her eyes staring down into his once more.
“I think i just got an idea.” he grinned playfully, the smile stretching wide across his lips, his eyes bright with wonder and that almost childish excitement that had drawn her to him in the first place. “Oh yeah? What is it?” she smiled down at him, his hands planted firmly on her waist, their compromised position shielded from the rest of the world (the library) by the looming bookshelf full of books so similar to their own love story.
“I want to make something that tastes like your lips.” She was confused for a moment but then her heart fluttered at the idea of him dedicating something he loves so deeply to her.
“I can’t let you do that.” she giggled softly, brushing his hair from his face once again.
“C’mon, it’ll be my best one yet! It’ll be sweet like” he paused, pressing his lips on hers again tasting the sweetness of her kiss on tongue. “let me think. Ah! Sweet like honey and fresh like” he took a moment to kiss her for a third time, his tongue dipping passed her lips and running itself along her own. “hmm, raspberries. Promise i’ll make it good just for you!” he beamed, a grin so mischievous yet genuine and gentle settled across his lips. She couldn’t help but kiss them again.
“Promise it’ll be the best one yet?”
“It’s inspired by you how couldn’t it be?”
hope you guys like it as much as i do <3
taglist : @sydneyyymayyy @lucky-cleric
Little candy man, love little candy man. Wee Chocolate maker. so cute. So nice.
he have dream, make dream come true.
If i wrote about him would anyone read it???? i just.. i need.. HE!!!
like.. lil buddy is unhinged and i love it.^^
So .. i watched the Wonka Movie last night…
ngl shit was goooooood. I may have cried a little (twice, i cried twice) But it was soo sweet and Timothee??? SIR??? i was speechless (what a surprise)