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padmé wearing THIS outfit to tell an unbelievably hormonal teenage anakin skywalker that they can’t be in love with each other is objectively one of the funniest things that’s happened in star wars 😭😭

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mr peanusbutter, truly

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Sylvia Plath would love Bojack Horseman so much. I’m so upset. Why do people die before they get to discover things they’d love.

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tbh one of the best fanfics i've read recently <3

Restaurant night

Pov: Patrick takes u to a restaurant to meet his friends but it seems that a jacuzzi there is more important than them. Will Patrick join u as well?

Warning ⚠️ : None .just enjoy 😆

It's ’s been now 2 months since I and Patrick became a couple and I now live in Patrick's apartment. He is a bit strict, jealous yet sweet. We are currently in a fancy restaurant with him and his friends. His friends are just so annoying, talking about chicks they met and everything. " How many chicks u saw in Paris?" One of his friends and Patrick and I look at him to see his answer

"Only one" Patrick replies and he looks at his friends with a smug look on his face. His friends are shocked by his honesty.

"Did you find her cute?" Another friend asks and Patrick just shrugs his shoulders. "She was okay I guess." He replies with the perfect mixture of arrogance and coldness in his tone.

"No way, you didn't have success in Paris? But you're so hot dude" One of his friends asks with a big smile on his face "All the girls would drop their panties for you bro."

I glare at Patrick and roll my eyes. I was wearing a beautiful black dress that he bought it for me

Patrick looks at you, he smiles. But then he starts thinking to himself. *Do I not want people to be jealous that I have the most beautiful girl in town? Do I not want them to respect me?*

He looks at you again. "Stop glaring at me." He says in a calm but firm tone.

He looks at his friends and gives them a smug smile. "Oh she hates when I look at other girls, she's mine, you couldn't have her even if you wanted."

I sigh and eat a potato from my plate

Patrick continues to look at you with a smug face. His friends look at you too and one of them raises his cup to toast.

"To Patrick's girlfriend!" His friend says and they toast and then another friend of his says "I wish I had a girlfriend like her, but I have to settle for a girl with big tits, at least I got to touch them."

They laugh and Patrick smiles, in some way, he's enjoying this.

" oh u are just jealous of Patrick because I have what u want but only he gets to touch " I reply and eat my food

"Oh shut up love." Patrick replies.

One of his friends chuckles and he says "Well, it's not just your looks but your personality...you're just so...sweet, we want more details on you."

Everyone smiles at you and Patrick smiles with them. In a way he likes it when his friends talk about you, he feels like you're the trophy he conquered, the perfect woman he owns.

I sigh " the food is the only delicious thing here" I say

Your comment is not appreciated by Patrick. "Stop being so rude to my friends." He hisses in your ear.

That's one thing you're learning about Patrick, if he wants to, he can switch very quickly from that sweet and lovey-dovey guy to that cold-minded and controlling one.

He smiles at you again and he kisses your neck. He tries to smooth things out but you can see the anger in his eyes.

I whisper " I want to go home "

"Stop that, be sweet like you're used to." Patrick replies and he tightens his grip around your waist.

As he does that, he caresses your waist and gently bites your neck. He takes your chin and makes you look at him, "I bought you this beautiful dress, I treated you all the time, I am doing so much for you, and in return, you give me back this behavior? Stop embarrassing me in front of my friends." He whispers in your ear.

I glare at him" then I want another meal. I want to eat a salad " I say

He smiles at you and he kisses you on the forehead. "Of course princess." He replies and he calls over the waiter.

After a while, the dishes arrive: a salad, a steak and a glass of wine.

Patrick makes sure you have everything. One of the reasons he likes to take you to these places is that he wants to show his friends that he can pay for his girl's dinner and that he can treat her nicely.

I kiss Patrick's cheek" thanks " I say and eat my salad

It's not like Patrick is eating a lot of food, he's mainly sipping on his glass of wine, but he's watching you, he loves how you chew your salad and the way you eat.

The others continue talking but Patrick can't take his eyes off of you. In the past, he didn't see women this way, he looked at them and he thought that those little b\*tches could suck his c\*ck. But now, it's different. With you it's different.

" babe...what are thinking?" I ask him when I see him zoned out

"What? Sorry, I was in my thoughts" Patrick replies and he smiles at you, maybe a little bit too sweetly.

"You know I get to zone out like this a lot? Whenever I'm thinking of you, I get like this. " He says and he kisses you on the forehead.

"And don't ever call me babe in front of my friends. You can call me Patrick, but only you and I get to call each other that." He whispers to you, he looks at your neck for half a second, like he's going to bite you.

" I am sorry Patrick " I whisper " want to taste this salad? It's amazing " I say

"Yes, I want to try your salad." Patrick replies in a sweet and flirtatious manner.

He takes a bite and he looks at you. "Wow love, you're right this salad is delicious." He says with a smile.

"Is it more delicious than me?" He asks and his friends chuckle.

I get red" stop Patrick " I say and eat my salad

Patrick laughs with his friends and he takes your chin in his hands.

"Aww love, don't be so uptight, I only made a joke." He caresses your hair and he kisses your cheek.

"Look how beautiful you are when you blush." He whispers in your ear.

You're surprised but you know that he's being honest in that moment.

I look away " patty..stop" I say with a smile as I look at my salad

Patrick continues to caress your hair and he leans on you. "Why should I stop? I want to touch your hair, I love seeing that little blush on your sexy face. It makes you look even cuter." He replies with a smile.

"It's hard for me not to be sweet with you, especially when you look at me like that." He says while looking at your lips.

I smile and in the restaurant I see a small jacuzzi . I smile" Um..I wanna have a bath" I say and get up from my chair and head through the public jacuzzi. I take off all my clothes and I get in happy. I smile at Patrick

Patrick is speechless when he sees you get up and head towards the Jacuzzi. He smiles when you do, because he knows that you are his.

He also starts getting out of the table to head towards you. "Baby-" He says but then he stops talking when he sees one of his friends looking at you (and your body!) with so much lust in his eyes.

He goes silent when he realizes that if that other guy knew that you're together, he would probably be so jealous.

I was still on the jacuzzi " I wanna stay here for a while " I tell him and put my head in the water giggling

He smiles but then he hears his friends talking amongst themselves. "God, is that Patrick's girl? She's so hot, I would love to do things to her." "Oh yeah dude, I definitely agree with you on that one." "But she's his girl, she's not available..." says another one of his friends.

After he hears this, Patrick tries to not seem so irritated, instead he smiles at you and says "enjoy your soak love."

A waiter approaches Patrick " Sir your little friend there is in the jacuzzi and she doesn't have a swimsuit " he says and then he adds" And the jacuzzi is for decoration " he tells Patrick.

Patrick takes out some money from his bag and he gives it to the waiter, he smiles and says "this is for you, but also...the restaurant belongs to me now. I'm changing the rules about the jacuzzi. You're done here, go find a different job."

Patrick looks at the waiter with so much arrogance that he has no choice but to leave.

Patrick then returns his attention to you, and he smiles. "Don't worry baby, just enjoy your bath." He says with a smug face.

I smile at Patrick " join me !" I yell for him and giggled

Patrick grins and he goes over to the Jacuzzi. He climbs into it and then he looks straight at you. "Are you sure honey? I don't think this place is made for two people." He says as the water goes up his body.

He starts to touch your back gently. "Or did you just want me here to...do something else?" He says with a grin...

To be continued( only if it gets likes🤭)

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I love him so much he's so amazing (he is a misogynist serial killer)

I love Patrick bateman

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current mood is holden caulfield talking about suitcases for 3 pages straight

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Sunset Drives

Paring: Chris Sturniolo x Reader (Second Person)

Author's note: After reading, it seemed to fit Chris better, so we are going to pretend he can drive. Is that ok with everyone??I hope you guys enjoy lol.

It was golden hour.

Despite being a morning person, golden hour was your favorite part of the day. The glistening, afternoon light, illuminated your bedroom as you got ready. Your boyfriend, Chris, had just gotten back from a buisness trip with his brothers. Though your date was super casual, you still wanted to to look good for him. You wore jean shorts with a lacy tank top and a thin cardigan. When the doorbell rang, you had just finished applying your mascara and slipped on your Converse.

As you exited your house, you immediately pulled each other into a kiss. His hand remained circled around your waist as you pulled away. Chest to chest, he could feel your erratic breathing. Something about Chris made you crazy in the best way possible.

"Hey" you whispered, cheeks turning impossibly red.

"Hi," he leaned down into you, his head was in the crook of your neck as he left love bites, "missed you"

"Missed you, too" you giggled, as he kissed down on a ticklish spot. You completely seperated and he shot you a grin.

"What cha' wanna do, goregous?" he asked.

You thought for a second before responding, " Wanna get some take out and, like, park or something.'

"Sure" he laughed, amused with you. He reached for the aux cord, before you lightly slapped his hand away.

"Ah-ah-ah!" you stopped him.

"What was that for?!" he feigned hurt.

"If I remember correctly, and I do, it's my turn to choose." He smirked and handed it to you. While he started the ignition, you turned on (your favorite music).

You guys ordered, paid and left for a parking spot at the top of a hill. You playfully argued with each other as you ate and watched the sun go down. Ending the night with a kiss, you skipped inside. After shutting the door, you did the quintessential rom-com "lean against the door smiling" grateful for these sunset drives.

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matt sturniolo makes me wanna rip my hair out and cry but in the best way possible

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Masterlist:

Stranger Things ;

Eddie-

Metal Baby

Sturniolo Triplets;

Matt-

Insecure

Chris-

Sunset Drives

Marvel;

Loki-

Nightmares

The Outsiders;

Little Sister-

Menarche

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Insecure

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo x Reader (First person)

Warnings: insecurities, weight- talk, acne mention, self- hate, body image

Abbreviations: Y/N- Your name;L/N- Last Name; B/S/F- Your best friend; Y/F/M- Your favorite movie

Author's Note: This is my first ever fic for any of the triplets, so I'm still finding my voice, so I'm sorry if it seems off brand. Love you guys!

I couldn’t stop looking at my own bare face and body. I saw everything on myself as an insecurity. I know all of my boyfriend’s fan’s did, too. There wasn’t really any hate on either of our Instagram’s or when I was featured on the blindfold baking video, but Tik-Tok was ruthless. Despite the fact that I didn’t post on my public account often, every video was filled with insults. It didn’t matter how much love there was, it only took one slight to crack my self- image.

Today, I got a DM on my private account, which was strange. I don’t know why I opened it or why I clicked on the link, but I did. 

“ Y/N L/N- Matt Sturniolo Girlfriend - PREGNANT???”

It was on a trashy, gossip site that used Tik-Tok’s and false testimonials to back their outrageous claims. Still, quotes floated through my mind.

 “...gained 30 lbs!” 

“ ... could it be a pregnancy breakout??”

“ ...friends say all she does is shove food down her throat now!”

Finally, my brain circled back around to the fact that I was in here to shower and I jumped under the hot, cozy water. Once I got out, I put on my favorite sweat set, blow dried my hair and began putting on makeup in the bedroom that Matt and I shared.

“I thought you were just going to get take out and watch a movie with your B/S/F?” Matt asked, not looking up from his phone, but his eyebrows did furrow with confusion.

“I am” I replied, blankly, applying mascara.

“ You don’t usually wear makeup to go chill.” He questioned, breaking his gaze from the screen in front of him. I spun around finished with my face.

“ What’s with the fucking third degree, Matt? Is it suddenly illegal to get ready?” You shot back, angrily. Matt was taken aback and his face got flushed with the effort to not return my aggression.

“ I just wanted to know why your putting on makeup and doing your hair for no reason!” he returned. A tense silence clung to the room before I responded.

“ I’m leaving!” I hollered, while whispering, “asshole” under my breath as I walked out.

After watching “Y/F/M” and confiding in my B/S/F, I got home around 11:30. I took off my shoes and set down my keys, sighing as I nodded to Chris and Nick who was eating and watching “Zootopia” in the living room. I trekked up the steps and into our room. I cuddled up into the warmth of Matt’s side. He looked down at me and I tilted my head up to meet his gaze. He gave me a kiss on my forehead and held me a little tighter. “I’m sorry” I whispered, “ I just don’t feel great about myself today and I took it out on you.” 

“It’s ok” He whispered back, an attractive huskiness in his previously unused voice, “ I understand. I know I can’t, like, get rid of how you feel right now, but I love, like, everything about how you look today and all the days before and after.” My insecurites didn’t go away, but it felt good to know that even if I didn’t like myself today, he did and that’s all that mattered.

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stop showing me men with big beautiful brown eyes. what am i supposed to do. do you want me to fucking die

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Metal Baby

Summary: Eddie finds out you aren't gonna be his only metal baby anymore.

Warnings: Angst, Pregnancy??

Author Note: it's actual shit because im exhausted. i chose tumblr over sleep again.

It had been one week since you had glared down that positive test. After three days of disbelief, you finally, with the help of your best friend, made a doctor's appointment.

You were absolutely, definitely sure you couldn't actually be pregnant when you realized your period was about a month late.

You were absolutely sure you couldn't actually be pregnant when you saw the positive test.

You were sure you couldn't actually be pregnant when you felt light-headed and kinda nauseous watching your mousy-haired boyfriend lead Hellfire.

But.... now, seeing the cold, hard evidence that was the blob in your belly, you couldn't deny it anymore.

You were pregnant.

And fuck...

You were screwed.

I mean, you can't possibly finish college with a baby. Let alone go to medical school and go through residency. And how was Eddie supposed to graduate??

Eddie.

You needed to tell Eddie.

It felt like ice had been injected into your veins.

What if he left you? You knew he wasn't that kinda guy, but nothing is predictable anymore.

You went to the closest 7/11. Got a pretzel and pepsi and just sat alone, thinking.

You left the 7/11 parking lot and arrived at Eddie's trailer 10 minutes late at 4:10.

You didn't eve have to knock. He openned the door.

"Eddie..." It came out as a whisper. "I have something to tell you..."

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"A baby?" a husky layer of emotion had glued itself to his vocal cords. He ran his fingers through his disheveled, black mane. He looked at you, intensely. He seemed to be sifting through deepest parts of you, in ways he never could before. He grabbed your hand and stared at your stomach.

" I will always love you and my other metal baby, regardless." He took you into his chest. " We can figure out the rest later.

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extremely depressed and burnt out but in a hot and myterious way

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Nightmares

Pairing: Loki x reader

Summary: You have a nightmare and run to a sleepy Loki for comfort

A/N: I know the nightmare prompt is basic af, but I was sleepy and wanted a bit of Loki love. Also, wrote this at like 3am so don't judge me! Message me to be added to my taglist and stay gold! Please don't copy my work.

You woke up with a gasp. Your dream flooded your mind as you let out a shaky sob. Everytime you blinked another image flashed before you. You didn't want to be alone right now,so you grabbed your fluffy, white blanket and padded off to the elevator, tears trailing down silently. Thor and Loki were the only ones not currently saving the world, so you hit the button for their floor.

You felt childish, here you were almost 19 and clinging to your blankie,crying, in search of an adult. The doors opened and you squinted. Somebody was up because the lights were on. You walked out to find Loki reading a titleless book. He was already aware of your presence and found no need to greet you. A slight sense of peace fell over you just from seeing him.

You took the seat beside him and he was taken aback. He noted your almost silent sniffles and puffy red eyes.

You gotten close with him and you'd be lying if you said you didn't have a small crush on him.

" Y/n?" He asked.

"Y-y-yes?" Your voice wobbled as tears continued to fall. You were shocked as the introverted, yet intimidating god pulled you into his chest. You soaked his shirt with the terrible simulation your mind had conjured up.

Loki had never cared for Misguardians. They were like ants to him. He didn't mind them, and sometimes they got stepped on. You were different. He never could quite articulate how or why.

Once you'd calmed he'd asked, " What plagues you, pet?"

"J-just a b-b-bad dr-ream" you whisper.

He thinks for a moment before responding," Would you like to tell me about it." You shake your head no. "Then, what would you like?" He inquires.

"Just you" you mumble into him.

He turns off the lights and you curl up into him. He wraps his arms around your delicate figure and soon hears soft, sleepy sighs leave your parted lips. He unintentionally drifts off, too.

Thor wakes up and leaves his illuminated room to fill his begging stomach with an entire box of Poptarts. He finds his brother, who never wants to be touched and is starved for power, sleep-snuggling the sweetest person he's ever met. He grabs the box as silently as he can, happy his brother has found a love.