Lovelymylene

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Just posted art 70s au hcs I WOULD NEVER LET YOU STARVE. (Patrick tmrw)

How they would dress in THE 70s

Slushy Noobz

hamzah..

jeans, bell bottoms, graphic tee, chunky belts, leather jacket, adidas, no color coordination, less effort, tucked shirts, plain

martin..

just nerdy, plaid, button ups, vests, stripes, belts, tucked shirts, skinnier bell bottoms, used to get dress by his mom majority of his childhood, white converse

mandy..

light colors, plaid, skirts skirts skirts, blue, yellows, pinks, browns, chunky shoes, headbands, floral print, girly girl, charm bracelets, cutesy

Sturniolos

chris..

tanks, big tees, bell bottoms, flares, baggy jeans, big belts, plain colors, rings, thrift, same pair of converse, open chest

matt..

basically chris just with more effort, flares, bell bottoms, stripes, plaid, scrunched up sleeves, jackets, wrist accessories, graphic tees, versatile, chunky belts

nick..

fashion icon, diva, necklaces, sweaters, layered collars, cleaner, more effort, doc martins, converse, jackets, v necks

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introducing..

໑ 70s DOUCHEBAG CHRIS

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who is the self-appointed king of his high school. He revels in tormenting underclassmen, making them run errands or embarrass themselves for his amusement.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who never misses an opportunity to mention he’s a senior, even in completely unrelated conversations.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who drives a 1971 Chevy Chevelle he’s named “Eclipse,” which he constantly brags about but treats terribly.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who always the loudest guy at every party, either hogging the aux cord to play Dark Side of the Moon or challenging someone to a keg stand.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who flirts shamelessly, leaning into his “asshole” image. He’ll toss out lines like, “Why are you with that guy when you could have someone like me?”

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who’s success rate is higher than it should be, much to the frustration of his peers.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who will say things like, “You know, time is just a construct, man,” while ignoring that he’s failing history class.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who has an “intellectual” side where he quotes Pink Floyd lyrics as if they’re his original thoughts.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who keeps a beat-up notebook hidden in his car where he scrawls angsty poems inspired by Wish You Were Here. He’d never admit it, but they’re mostly about a girl who rejected him sophomore year.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who despite his bravado, Chris is secretly dreading leaving high school. The real world scares him, and he has no idea what he wants to do.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who knows every lyric from The Wall and will fight anyone who says it’s overrated. He once got detention for arguing with a teacher who claimed Led Zeppelin was better.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who has lost more money than he’d care to admit betting on street races or card games. His friends joke that he has “negative luck.”

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who never admit it, Chris has a few Bee Gees records tucked behind his Pink Floyd collection. He sometimes dances to Stayin’ Alive when he’s alone in his room.

DOUCHEBAG CHRIS.. who whether it’s for pizza, gas, or concert tickets, Chris is notorious for saying, “I’ll get you back,” and then never following through.

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@lovelymylene <3

Imagine gossip girl in the 70s. Like gossip girl wouldn’t be able to use phones or anything maybe it would be like a page on a teen magazine with a cute ass title page OMGG the style would be 10/10 I wanna write this so bad🙏🏽🎀

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How tf do yall be making your cai bots so scrumptious and detailed and have good writing like mine keeps giving me one liners WHAT DO I PUT. (I’m tagging because I genuinely need help)

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skating in CIRCLES

chris sturniolo and reader

summary.. Even when he’s about to bust his ass, all he can think about is holding your hand.

The night hums with laughter and the low whir of wheels against polished wood, neon lights flickering against the glossy rink floor. You’re still holding Chris’ hand when he groans, trying to pull you back toward the booths.

“Baby, I swear—” His voice is taut with frustration, but you just smile, dragging him forward.

“Just one more time,” you plead, eyes bright, tugging him onto the rink again.

He stumbles the second he lets go of the railing, his grip on you tightening. He’s stiff, unsteady, but you keep him upright, your fingers warm against his.

Nate and his girl sweep past effortlessly, barely even pushing off the ground. “Dude, just use the walker,” Nate calls over his shoulder, grinning.

Chris shoots him a look, jaw locking. “Yeah, that’s never happening.”

The truth is, he knows it would help. Knows he’d stop making a fool of himself, stop tripping over his own damn feet. But the walker doesn’t have your hand in his, doesn’t give him the excuse to keep reaching for you every time he wobbles.

So he keeps stumbling. And you keep laughing, and he keeps pretending like this isn’t the best part of his night.

After what feels like hours of this, of almost-falling, of grabbing at your waist to keep from wiping out, of you tugging him forward when he’s barely caught his breath, he finally digs his heels in.

“Alright, alright, I’m done.” He pulls you off the rink before you can argue, collapsing into one of the booths. His fingers are still curled around yours, but he’s catching his breath now, his head tipped back against the seat.

“Quitter,” you tease.

Chris huffs, but his smirk is easy, blue eyes flicking to yours. “Survivalist.”

He disappears to the concession stand before you can respond, coming back with a tray, fries, a Coke, and that soft pretzel you eyed earlier but never mentioned. He sets it in front of you without a word, then slides into the seat beside you, his thigh pressed lightly against yours.

“Bribery?” you ask, plucking a fry from the tray.

“Strategy,” he corrects, stealing one for himself.

The night hums on around you, pop songs blaring through cheap speakers, couples spinning on the rink, Nate and his girl wrapped up in their own world, but here, in this moment, it’s just the two of you.

Your gaze drifts to the photo booth pictures you took earlier, the strip of images sitting between you on the table. The first one is normal, both of you grinning at the camera. The second, you’re laughing, and Chris is looking at you instead of the lens. The third, he doesn’t know what the hell happened there, but it makes you smile, so he doesn’t question it.

He watches as you run your fingers over the glossy paper, your lips quirking. He leans in slightly, voice low.

“So,” he murmurs, nudging your knee with his. “How much do I gotta pay you to let me keep this one?”

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