There's something so sexual about the back of a cross stitch piece. Like seeing all of its insides is just too intimate. Put some clothes on.
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Pointless Fight Club AU where everything is the same except Tyler Durden is a fully transitioned trans man and the Narrator meets him while pre-everything and still struggling with feeling the need to supress his masculinity. Instead of soap he and Tyler run a gray market t gel operation. Is this anything
trope i really like is self-loathing characters desperate for the catharsis of punishment for frankly rather selfish reasons who r also obsessed with repeatedly pressing others into hating them and hurting them as essentially a method of self harm. yes baby continue making it worse for urself and everybody around u instead of doing an actually productive and effective journey of improvement
We were robbed of so many things in the fight club movie. Like the project mayhem rules included
And Narrator's cheek hole
Fight club fic where after Narrator gets released from the mental hospital he robs every department store in Chicago, stealing the soap he and Tyler made together, going back to their Paper Street home and sitting naked in the same bathtub Tyler once sat in, filling it was scalding water and spending days scrubbing himself head to toe over and over with the soaps, until he's used them all up and his skin is dry and cracked and peeling. Then going into the basement, still damp from the bathtub and finding all their soap making equipment. Dumping all the lye out onto the kitchen table before laying on it and feeling it burn through his flesh as the only thing he thinks about is still Tyler. His blood making more lye stick and burn and sear through him. Then as he's dying he hears the door open and sees Tyler
i love the way you never get to reading that thing that interested you
fall in love again & again