american beauty / american psycho

I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth. But it's your thread count I really care about. Stay up 'til the lights go out.Stay up, stay up. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. And as we're drifting off to sleep all those dirty thoughts of me. They were never yours to keep. var sc_project=11246661; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="525fd99d"; var scJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://secure." : "http://www."); document.write("");

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autumntyler:

“See, this is why we would never work, you don’t give things a chance” Autumn took a seat and pulled off her jacket laying it on the chair next to her. “You and this diner have a lot in common when you think about it, both displeasing at first but once given a chance, proves themselves worthy of a second glance” Autumn crossed her arms over the table and leaned against them, smiling at Dante. “Maybe you should loosen the reigns and let your hair down” The waitress began approaching the table and Autumn turned towards before quickly making a comment, “besides I’ve only actually got food poisoning from here twice” she joked before greeting the server with a wide smile.

“You’re kidding, right? There’s nothing displeasing about me! Have you seen me? Do I need to show off my gains again? Or is this just your not-so subtle way of getting me to take off my shirt or something?” Dante asked, squinting his eyes at her before he sat down on the chair opposite of her. “Definitely on to you, Tyler. Don’t think you can fool me with that smile of yours. You want a piece of me and it’s cool, can’t exactly blame you for it.” he shrugged, his lips curving into a smug grin. When the waitress came up to their table and handed him the menu, he couldn’t help but scrunch his face up again. “Still not believing that you’re serious about wanting to eat here, but humor me, which garbage meal have you ordered previously that didn’t make you puke your guts out?”

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autumntyler:

Autumn half-listened as Dante went off on one of his many tangents. That was one thing about the two of them, there would never be silence as both of them thoroughly enjoyed the sounds of their own voices. When they approached the doors Autumn looked to him for his reaction and when he gave it she scoffed. “Stop” she said before grabbing his arm and pulling him into the doors. “This is better than pizza” she argued, pulling him through the front doors, still holding on to his arm. She looked around the empty diner and smiled. “There’s just something about an empty diner late at night, you know” she commented before tugging him towards a table near the back.

Dante reluctantly stepped inside the diner, pursing his lips disapprovingly as he looked around the place. Never before had he entered a restaurant this shoddy looking, and he could only imagine how terrible the kitchen must look like if they couldn’t even keep their dining room neat. Before he could protest, he was already dragged by the arm by Autumn, as she tugged him towards the table in the back. “Something about it? Please tell me you’re joking." Dante glanced at her with wide eyes. “Not even people in horror movies would eat here, Tyler. Forget about good, is the food here even safe?”

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autumntyler:

Autumn raised eyebrow acknowledging that he had a valid point. “Hey, listen, the only reason we are even on this mission to get you food right now is because your perfect mind can’t seem to turn a full pantry into a complete meal for yourself so I want to hear no complaints until the end of the night, got it?” she said, wagging her finger at him. “I will say, the place we are going is not fancy whatsoever, but it does have some of the best hushpuppies I have ever had in my life” Autumn thought about his comments for a while longer before finally commenting on them. “So maybe you will be the one to fall in love with me by the end of this day, if your stomach to heart comment is in fact true”

“Nice try, but in that case you will be as disappointed as my taste-buds, Tyler.” Dante remarked, tilting his head to one side. “And I totally could make something myself, but why should I bother? We have people for that. My life is busy enough as is, you know, with all the important stuff I have to do.” he boasted, as they made their way to the front door of the restaurant. “Really? Is this the place?” Dante scrunched up his nose. “On the second thought, maybe we should give those mob approved pizzas in that roach infested dump a try.”

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autumntyler:

Autumn’s eyes widened as he flexed his muscles in front of her and she reached up to give them a tiny squeeze, playing into his game. “Have you learned nothing from my family’s thoughts on the world? We are not gun people” she commented before jumping up and brushing herself off. She began waltzing towards the restaurant with a tiny skip in her step. “So, if you can see through me so well-” she started turning to look at him, a wise smile on her face. “What am I thinking right now?” she asked, biting her bottom lip.

Dante smiled proudly when Autumn squeezed his bicep, as it confirmed to him that she really was into him. “What I’ve learned so far is that the thoughts of your tree elf family don’t always match yours.” he remarked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. “And to answer your question: You’re thinking that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and you’re not wrong about that. That’s why I’m hoping that you’re taking me some place fancy and not a dump like the Italian restaurant owned by the trashy McAlisters, or the mob, or whatever. Last thing I heard about that shitty place is that they had cockroaches.”

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autumntyler:

“My family of tree elves don’t know, and that is how we are going to leave it” she said sternly, although her family was very free thinking and open, they weren’t very open to the idea of Autumn’s love for added preservatives and trans fats. Autumn gave him a thoughtful look, considering his comment for a while. “Well, if we marry now I would have to be with you for 10 years before I could get half of your fortune and although the money is enticing, those are like, my best years gone” she stopped, and pretended to weigh her options. “Let’s call it friends for now, just two insanely attractive people getting food together platonically” 

“Hilarious.” Dante retorted sarcastically, rolling his eyes at the other. “Just admit that you’re into me. And not just because of my bank account, but because you can’t resist these gun!.” a cocky grin tugged on the corner of his mouth as he flexed his arm and pointed at his bicep. “Play hard to get all you want, female tree elf. Just know that I see right through all your bullshit. Anyways, lead the way so we can have this so-called platonic dinner. I’m starving.”

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autumntyler:

Autumn turned toward the male next to her and chuckled lightly as he spoke. She listened intently, deciding to ignore all her urges to either rip him a new one or toy with him for a while. When she knew for sure he was finished, she spoke, “Well my day is going well, thank you for asking, you know it was a little rough in the beginning but it seemed to pull through near the end, maybe it was my fault for having 7-11 chicken wings for breakfast but you know, I don’t live with regrets” Autumn turned so her body was facing him completely and she folded her arms as well, mocking his actions. “Now that we got the small talk out of the way- there’s a diner just a few blocks that way-” she gestured, “I can take you there, my treat, for the whiny rich baby”

“7-11 chicken wings? Please tell me you’re fucking joking.” Dante scrunched up his face in disgust. “I thought your family of tree elves weren’t about that life, Tyler.” he shook his head in disbelief as he looked into the direction she was gesturing at, before returning his attention back to her again. “Hold up, I know where this is going. Is this your subtle way of asking me out on a date?” 

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“I don’t understand how our new ‘chef’ - if you could even afford her that title - has managed to butcher yet another meal. I understand that she’s from some musty corner of Europe where it’s frowned upon for women to shave their armpits, but you’d expect she would have mastered enough of the English language by now to understand the difference between simmer for ten minutes and torch on high for twenty.” Dante complained, folding his arms across his chest. “I need suggestions. Where the hell can I go at midnight that’ll offer me food that won’t destroy my taste-buds?”

[bengcller-deactivated20180930]

“the most awkward part of vlogging is the people who stare at you. what’s so peculiar about a girl talking to a camera, eh ? ”

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“That depends on what you vlog about?” Dante retorted, arching an eyebrow. “I don’t think it’s weird for people to look when someone brings in a camera. I’d want to make sure they get my right angle. I mean, not like I have a wrong angle but eh, just saying.”

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wesleyxharper:

“Yes it will. Because one sugary thing will turn into two which will turn into twenty and then it won’t stop!” Wesley snapped, the comments Dante made just caused him to tense up further. He knew his own comment probably wouldn’t help the conversation, but he couldn’t keep himself from saying it. “That’s how you lose your self control. I’ve worked hard to get myself to where I am. I like where I am. I’m not ruining it.” When Dante started talking about how he looked, Wesley wanted nothing more than to shrink down and disappear, each word making him feel more and more uncomfortable. “Yea.. for a dude.” he replied softly, curling up a bit further in an attempt to make himself even smaller. “It happens. Just… stop talking please.”

Dante just stared at Wesley with wide eyes when the boy was ranting about food and his weight. It was confusing to him to say the least, ánd definitely very concerning. “I don’t think that’s how it works, Wes...” he spoke softly, feeling slightly worried that he was about to have another argument. “And that’s uh, that’s not how I meant for that to sound. It’s just.. you know, you always look good. You really have nothing to worry about. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has told you that...” he pursed his lips as he looked down at Wesley, watching the boy curl up to him, and couldn’t help but feel bad about upsetting him. As usual, he was terrible with words and was clueless how to fix the situation. “Wes..” he whispered as he leaned in closer and gently ran his his fingers through the blonde’s hair “.. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, and I really don’t want you to be angry with me either. I just worry a little bit when you say stuff like that because um..” he trailed off, his face flustering red again. Unable to say the words, Dante closed the small gap between them and brushed his lips softly against Wesley’s.

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wesleyxharper:

A triumphant grin passed over Wesley’s features when Dante agreed to spoon. As soon as Dante laid himself down Wesley shuffled to position himself beside him; cuddling himself into Dante’s chest and tucking his arm under his head so he could watch the film. “Hmm?” he hummed, turning his head slightly to look back at Dante. When that question left his friend’s mouth Wesley’s whole body tensed up. That was the last question he was expecting let alone wanted to hear. He paused for a minute, trying to think of how to react; his whole face shifting to that of a neutral expression. However, Wesley decided to play it off. “Of course I am, silly. You know me. No sweets, no carbs, very little dairy and red meat. Ice cream is two of those things. But its nothing serious.” he said, forcing Dante a smile before settling again, his hand traveling down to take hold of the one Dante had draped around him. “You don’t look the way I do if you eat ice cream, Dante.”

Although Wesley holding his hand distracted him for a moment, concern quickly etched into his features again when he thought about the blonde’s answer. “But Wes, it’s not like you eat it every day. It’s not going to do you any harm if you occasionally eat something sugary.” he spoke softly as he gently laced their fingers together, praying Wes couldn’t feel how fast his heart was beating in chest right now. “Your uh.. your body looks great. I mean, for a dude. I mean... um, I uh, I just don’t think you have to worry about that at all.” he stammered nervously, before biting down on his bottom lip, mentally slapping himself for how stupid he must have sounded. "Uh, I’m sorry that I freaked you out, though..”

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wesleyxharper:

Wesley watched as his friend took a drink from one of the beers he had brought up, growing slightly inpatient. However, when Dante’s arm made it’s way around him Wesley snuggled right up against his side, both arms wrapping around Dante in return. “Much better.” he said with a nod and a sigh, leaning his head on Dante’s shoulder with a sigh. “But, uh, Dante, can we spoon instead? I was more comfy when I was laying down. Plus I can see the screen better that way.” he asked, lifting his head so he could look up at Dante with wide doe eyes and a pout. “Please?” While it wasn’t a lie, it was much more comfortable, Wesley was asking more so because he preferred laying with Dante like that. He always felt really safe enveloped in his friends arms from behind, plus it made him feel small when he was the tiny spoon. 

“Spoon?” Dante’s eyes widened, although he should have seen the request coming. “Right... sure, why not.” he mumbled, before taking another big gulp from his beer, emptying the can. Reluctantly, he laid down on his side and let Wesley cuddle up to him. His breath hitched when he felt Wesley’s butt press against his groin, and Dante was very grateful that at least in this position Wesley couldn’t see him getting flustered. “Um, Wes?” he asked softly as he draped an arm over Wesley’s side. “Are you still worried about your weight or something? Is that why the ice cream upset you so much?”

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wesleyxharper:

Wesley whined the second Dante got up to leave, hoping maybe the pained sound would cause his friend to stop and check on him. It didn’t. Instead he watched Dante exit his room, causing Wesley to let out another pained whine. Shuffling to sit up, Wesley leaned back against the headboard and brought his knees up to his chest. It was an attempt to make himself feel as small as possible. After a few minutes of focusing on the movie that was on the screen, he nerves seemed to ease. But they were disrupted again when Dante returned, announcing having brought some of the ice cream from both of them. “I’m not gonna change my mind.” Wesley snapped, glaring at the other for a second before turning back to the screen. “Can’t you just forget about that stuff and cuddle me please. I thought my coming over here was so you can make things up to me. Not make me feel icky.” 

“Uh, I mean.. I guess?” Dante mumbled, arching an eyebrow. Wesley always behaved very odd when he was around food, that was nothing new, but right now he seemed to be so upset that Dante couldn’t help but worry a little. He put the carton of ice cream on his bedside table and opened a can of beer instead, taking a big gulp from it. “Y-Yea, sure we can.” he stuttered awkwardly as he snaked his arm around his friend’s waist. Dante never even did things like this with his former girlfriends, or with anyone besides Wesley for that matter. It was just hard for him to say no to the other boy and admittedly, he enjoyed it himself too. Actually, he worried that he might even enjoy it too much... “Um, feeling better yet, Wes?”

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fxckvalentina:

She couldn’t help but wince at his words. Even though she acted cold and sometimes heartless, she wore her heart on her sleeve and she did nothing but watch out for people, often putting their own wants and needs above her own. It often led to her own detriment and as his words cut her like daggers, she found herself averting her gaze to hide the pained expression on her face. “Just forget it… I’ll go elsewhere, seeing as how my presence so clearly fucking disgusts you.” She retorted, struggling to keep her voice on the level as she rose from her seated position and necked what was left of the whiskey. She started to head for the stairs with every intention of getting the hell out of there but first, she had to pack her duffel. “Nice to know I was missed, by the way… Really nice…” She let loose a bitter, biting chuckle. 

Dante immediately felt bad for being so cold toward his oldest sister, and decided to try to soften his tone a little bit as he didn’t want her to leave. “Val, you know I didn’t mean it like that.” he told her as he followed her to the stairs. “Could you just stop playing the victim for one fucking minute? You’re the one who fucked up, not me, not your family! Is it really too much of me to ask for you to not do that shit in the living room when our parents could walk in at any moment? They’re worried about you, we’re all worried about you! And no, I’m not going to coddle you or feel sorry for you. That’s just not who I am. Doesn’t change the fact that I missed you and that I love you, idiot.”

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nicolemcalister:

“ no. please, ” nicole invited him to sit down. she wasn’t in the mood to say a sarcstic or hurtful remark, although some popped up in her mind. she remained silent, tensing her muscles as she waited to hear what dante had to say. she wasn’t asking for much; she wanted what she was owed –– answers, thinking once she had them she could finally move on.

Somewhat reluctantly, Dante sat down in the chair opposite of the girl, resting his elbows on the table. “Um, how are you doing?” it was a stupid question, but he felt so tense and the situation was so uncomfortable that he didn’t know how else to start a conversation like this. As he thought about what else he could say to her, he nervously tapped his fingers on the table. “O-Okay, you wanted to know why, right?” he asked, biting his teeth down on his bottom lip. “I don’t really have an excuse for it. I know that I shouldn’t have, and I regret everything about it. Believe me, I did back then and I do now.” he heaved a long sigh as he tried to find the courage to tell her what happened. “The guys on the football team.. they wanted me to prove something. So, that’s what I did...”

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You parade yourself around town like your some kind of God, when in reality your family is a real mess of lies and bad reputations, correct?

I think you got the wrong inbox, greyface. You’re probably looking for Salvatore Forgione. Not sure how you could have made such a mistake, considering the fact that I’m way hotter than he is.

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what's a genuinely hurtful comment you can't forget?

Not going to repeat that one. Fuck off.

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growing up rich or financially well off, what did you think was normal until you learned otherwise?

I suppose the fact that having a maid isn’t a regular thing? That not everyone has a personal chef who cooks for them, but that usually one of the parents does? Those were pretty weird discoveries...