#patrick batemen

[datpo3t]

idgaf if theyre a shitty person second I see a classical man with dark hair with issues I turn into a damn dog

[gaybuckybarnesss]

NICHOLAS ALEXANDER CHAVEZ Photographed by Sam Ramirez for Behind The Blinds

[cosm1cgoresh1t]

And you may ask yourself

Well

How did I get here?

Do you like Talking Heads? Their early work was a little too avant-garde for my taste, but when Remain in Light came out in 80, I think they really came into their own, commercially and artistically.

[spookiesmausoleum]

❛ 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨 ❜ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

Here's some quotes from "American Psycho" with a few content warnings just due to the subject matter of the movie even if I did try to avoid certain quotes: Drugs , Murder , Psychosis , Cursing , Violence

"Most importantly, we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young people."

"I'm into, uh, well, murders and executions, mostly."

"Well, most guys I know who are in Mergers and Acquisitions really don't like it."

"There is an idea of a [name]; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there."

"My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others."

"I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself."

"Not if you want to keep your spleen."

"My need to engage in homicidal behavior on a massive scale cannot be corrected but, uh, I have no other way to fulfill my needs."

"I don't think we should see each other any more."

"But your friends are my friends and my friends are your friends. I really don't think it would work."

"I know that your friends are my friends and, uh... I've thought about that. You can have 'em."

"Did you know that Whitney Houston's debut LP, called simply Whitney Houston had 4 number one singles on it?"

"You actually listen to Whitney Houston? You own a Whitney Houston CD? More than one?"

"You have a really nice place here, [name]. How much did you pay for it?"

"Well, actually, that's none of your business, [name]. But I can assure you, it certainly wasn't cheap."

"Let's see [name]'s card."

"Look at that subtle off-white coloring. The tasteful thickness of it. Oh, my God. It even has a watermark."

"Is something wrong, [name]? You're sweating."

"It's a fucking milligram of sweetener. I want to get high off this, not sprinkle it on my fucking oatmeal."

"Will you keep it down? I'm trying to do drugs!"

"[Name] has mistaken me for this dickhead [other name]."

"It's impossible in this world we live in to empathize with others, we can always empathize with ourselves."

"When I get to [name]'s place, I use the keys I took from his pocket. There is a moment of sheer panic when I realize that [name]'s apartment overlooks the park and is obviously more expensive than mine."

"I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust."

"Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why."

"My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy."

"I think my mask of sanity is about to slip."

"Then maybe we shouldn't go out to dinner. I wouldn't want you to lose your willpower."

"That's okay. I'm not very good at controlling it anyway."

"No—I’m in touch with humanity. [name], I’m sorry, I just uh—you’re not terribly important to me."

"What’s that?"

"Duct tape. I need it for—taping something."

"Pumpkin, you’re dating the biggest dickweed in New York. Pumpkin, you’re dating a tumbling, tumbling dickweed."

"I think if you stay, something bad will happen. I think I might hurt you. You don’t want to get hurt, do you?"

"I want to stab you to death, and then play around with your blood."

"If you don’t shut your fucking mouth, I will kill you."

"Now, [name], listen. Listen very, very carefully—I killed [name], and I liked it."

"Make someone happy. Have you ever wanted to?"

"I guess you could say I just want to have a meaningful relationship with someone special."

"I know my behavior can be—erratic sometimes."

"You hate that job anyway. I don’t see why you just don’t quit."

"Because I want to fit in."

"I’m leaving. I’ve assessed the situation, and I’m going."

"Hey, I’m a child of divorce, gimme a break!"

"Oh, that? Just mulling over business problems, examining opportunities, exchanging rumors, spreading gossip."

"Your father practically owns the company. You can do anything you like, silly."

"God—I guess I was probably returning videotapes."

"I need to return some videotapes."

[asks-n-trolls]

Armael for the crush meme 👀

runner up mention. i was gonna put ' i habe courvvid'

[arseniccattails]

The way people talk about their blorbos is so funny "can't explain it but [character they relate to heavily] definitely [trait they share]" like yeah sometimes it's coding and sometimes you've discovered headcanons. Congrats.

[armand-dearest]

Whoever decided to put Two Weeks over the scene of Tyrell Wellick making out with and promptly strangling to death the wife of his main corporate rival was insane btw, and I owe them my life

[quinn-fucks-shit-up]

I've said it before and I'll say it again, those dude-bro film 'nerds' that idolize the joker/Tyler durden/Patrick Bateman fundamentally misunderstand the whole point of those characters and I want to punch them all in the face

[todayisafridaynight]

Mine Yoshitaka? Briefly a gangster? Parent died? Had Kanda decapitated? Homosexual?

Once again I am forced to think of the line “He was the only man I ever loved” who says that about a fAtHeR fIgUrE. This is what happens to men when society won’t let them say they love their homies and male family members. They clutch onto queer video game characters for all the wrong reasons

if i wanna play devil's advocate, there are some girls i've heard say the only man they love is their dad, but i dont think that applies here......... 💀

[assiraphales]

remembering the time I called american psycho (a satirical film about toxic masculinity) a dark comedy and the overwhelming response was 'oh so u think men killing sex workers is funny? u think THAT'S funny?' like no I find a patrick batemen listening to 'i'm walking on sunshine', killing jared leto while wearing a clear raincoat and giving a dissertation on huey lewis n the news, using 'I need to return some video tapes' to get out of awkward situations, throwing a hissy fit about business cards, dropping a chainsaw down a flight of stairs, thinking an atm is telling him to feed it cats, and crying hysterically under a desk is funny. but thank u for ur wonderful insight

[boycrazedboy]

Omg. I rarely enjoy "smaller" tummies much, but this one rocks. The hair trail is 😘👌 the way it gently rests on the cushion, the way it slightly pushing down the pjs, the small but prominent love handle... oh my god, is it forming a crease?

My second attempt at tummy Tuesday

[getmeoutofhell]

Slashers x f! reader texting

warnings: cussing

a/n: not all of them are in here, but a handful are.

y/n: yo can one of you guys please feed babadook, also make sure the kitchen stays clean. thank you!

art: no

y/n: fym no

ethan: i’ll try to feed him if i can. i might need some guidance tho 😅

y/n: all good ethan, thank you! 😊

freddy: why the fuck would you wanna feed that thing? have some standards white boy

jennifer: lmaoo 😭

y/n: guys be nice please.

jason: hi

y/n: hi jason! how are you? :)

jason: 1m g0od

y/n: that’s good! 👍

corey: hey everyone

y/n: oh hey corey!

hannibal: what is this?

y/n: this is a groupchat with everyone doctor. it’s so we can communicate better when one of us is not at home.

hannibal: that’s fine y/n.

patrick: what the hell is this? and why is fredrick on my phone?

freddy: piss off you ocd bitch

will: 😂

y/n: okay guys chill out

*patrick batemen left the group*

freddy: 😂

penny: 🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨

art: 😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲

y/n: please for the love of god, don’t start spamming again you two.

art: i’m going to the park

y/n: okay take the other 3 with you please

art: 👍🏻

ethan: hey y/n?

y/n: yeah wsp?

ethan: would you uh, like to go out sometime? like to the movies or something? only if you’re cool with it

jennifer: ouh since when did ethan grow balls? 👀

ethan: y’all do know i’m also a murder right? i’m not a pussy

amber: i smell cap

y/n: *replying to ethan’s chat* yes ofc! how about we go somewhere when i get back to the house??

ethan: yeah that sounds good!

ethan: also amber shut up

amber: make me

ethan: k i got you

*ethan removed amber freeman from the group*

*y/n added amber freeman to the group*

y/n: omg

anabelle: #%\*+¥’

y/n: tf

freddy: since when did that damn thing have a phone?

y/n: that’s the same thing i’m wondering 😅

anabelle: mortem

y/n: bro what

pinhead: she said ‘death’ in latin.

y/n: oh really?

*y/n removed anebelle from the group*

y/n: not today bitch

[austinbutlerslovers]

Upcoming Austin Butler as Patrick Bateman Excerpt :

Inspo: Austin Butler portraying Patrick Batemen as a psycho in upcoming film adaptation 🫠 this pic 📸 and a dozen DMs 💌

Under the Mistletoe

The Waldorf Astoria’s Christmas gala is dazzling, a picture perfect scene of Manhattan excess. Everything sparkles: lights, dresses, diamonds, and you thrive in it. You’re the darling of the Upper East Side tonight, flitting between friends and admirers, your laughter bright and carefree. Patrick watches you from across the room, leaning against the bar in his Tom Ford tuxedo, a glass of champagne in hand.

He is the epitome of perfection. Chiseled features, every muscle precisely defined under his tailored suit, and sharp, cold blue eyes that command attention. The lights from the Christmas tree reflect off his perfectly groomed hair, making him look almost ethereal. But beneath the surface, his mind churns.

She’s exhausting. Beautiful, yes, but insufferable tonight. How much longer can I keep this up?

You’re chatting animatedly with a group of friends, oblivious to the way his gaze pierces through you. When you glance his way, you catch his sharp smirk, and your heart skips. You love that smirk—it’s confident, seductive, and just for you.

“Patrick, come here!” you call, waving him over. The group makes room for him, and he steps in smoothly, placing a possessive hand on your lower back.

Now under the mistletoe, someone teases, “Oh, Patrick, you know the rule!”

Patrick’s grin widens. “I don’t follow rules,” he quips, pulling you close to him. His lips press to yours, firm and commanding, eliciting a chorus of playful cheers. But the kiss isn’t sweet. It’s a performance, sharp and calculated, and you feel it.

Later, as the party winds down, you’re in the car heading back to Patrick’s penthouse. The silence is heavy. You’re perched in the passenger seat of his immaculate Lexus, prattling on about holiday plans, your friends vacations, and what you want for Christmas.

“And Sophie is spending New Year’s in St. Barts—ugh, can you imagine? It’s so cliche to flaunt it like that,” you chatter, oblivious to his mounting frustration.

Patrick’s jaw tightens, his cold gaze fixed on the road ahead. 

I should pull over. Quiet her. Permanently. The way she talks, her voice, that incessant laugh—it grates. But not yet. Not tonight. Keep the mask on.

“Are you even listening to me, Patrick?” you pout, crossing your arms.

He pulls into the parking garage, kills the engine, and steps out of the car without answering. You’re left fuming as he strides toward the elevator, leaving you to follow.

His penthouse is immaculate—gleaming marble floors, sleek minimalist furniture, and floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city. Patrick removes his jacket, draping it over a chair with deliberate precision. You, still sulking, remove your fur coat and kick off your heels tossing your handbag onto the couch.

“Are you going to ignore me all night?” you demand, your voice sharp with irritation.

Patrick turns, his cold gaze locking onto you. “You’re such a spoiled brat,” he says evenly, his tone devoid of warmth.

You blink, stunned. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” he says, stepping closer. His presence overwhelming, and for the first time, a flicker of unease crosses your mind.

“The whining, the entitlement, the need for constant attention—it’s exhausting, darling,” he says, his tone sharp and cutting.

You open your mouth to retort, but Patrick is already on you, his hands gripping your arms as he pushes you against the entry wall. His movements are firm bordering on violent as he holds you in place his face inches from yours.

“Patrick, you’re scaring me,” you whisper, your voice trembling.

“Good,” he says, his smirk cold and dangerous. “Maybe you should be scared.”

🔗 Under the Mistletoe Available (ofc smut) Brat x Bateman

[p34ce0fm1nd]

modern cattonquick hcs

- felix is obsessed with the looksmaxing, mogging, and mewing trend.

- felix: *just passed someone* i mogged him

oliver: what?

- oliver is chronically offline yet the stalker friend. trying to find a boy but only have his picture? oliver will find his birth certificate

- felix is on that sigma male trend. he sees tyler durden and patrick batemen and goes “he just like me fr”

- felix loves chief keef. play “love sosa” and that man will lose it

- oliver likes to go wondering in the woods at night. it makes him feel like a little spirit

- felix dedicated “trap queen” by fetty wap to oliver. he plays it every time they’re in the car together

- oliver had a huge creepypasta phase when he was 13-15.

- felix is insta famous and his audience loves oliver. felix would post a photo of them together and all the comments would be “ollie 🫶🏽” “OLIVER!!” “omg oliver ❤️❤️” “babygirl ollie 💞” (felix gets jealous)

- felix makes a post saying oliver is HIS best friend and not theirs (everyone starts jumping him in the comments)

- felix is a nic FIEND. bro will tear up a couch looking for his vape (it was in his pocket the whole time)

- oliver sneaks up on people (not on purpose). he walks without making any sound. he can’t tell you how many times he’s accidentally scared felix while the man was playing video games

- oliver is a horror movie buff. he will make felix sit through every movie he watches

- one time oliver took an edible (from felix) and greened out so bad, felix had to take care of him the rest of the night. oliver was so gone he couldn’t undo his pants himself. at one point felix lost oliver and then found him sobbing in a bush outside

- felix constantly brings up oliver greening out just to embarrass him

- one time felix and oliver showed up high to a lecture, giggling in the back of the class while eating snacks

- felix likes to play slenderman while drunk. bro starts tweaking 2 minutes into the game. oliver constantly goes “that isn’t accurate” while felix is playing

[weird-will]

Hes totally listening to The happy song lol

Mr. Scratch, as Patrick Bateman

[newyorkcitywater]

shaking my head and frowning while watching american psycho to make it clear to my impressionable straight guy friends that when patrick batemen killed all those women it was NOT cool and good 👎👎👎