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After the Narrator shoots himself and lives, he is sent to a (regular) mental asylum and given medication for his hallucinations. This medication is not effective, and he is tormented by Tyler repetitively with nothing else to do besides sit in his restraints, and endure it.
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01 May 2025
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Everything on a plane is single serving, even the passengers...Nevermind...
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- Part 1 of Just Fight Club but with more Porn
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13 Apr 2025
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I’d sit and watch romance movies on my couch, along with my set of furniture, wishing I could have been put in their place. My loneliness dwelled on me. I was a slave to my own self-pity.
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13 Apr 2025
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Karmacoma by Beauty_Town6767
Fandoms: Fight Club - All Media Types, Fight Club - Chuck Palahniuk
28 May 2024
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My first moment with Tyler stands out as my favorite. Because before Marla, before soap, fighting, space monkeys, or anything, Tyler and I met on a beach. Tyler and I met on a beach and his tan skin was glittering with ocean salt. There was gritty sand between his toes and sun glinting off his long eyelashes. There was a light inside Tyler that radiated outward, the kind that surged and changed. I'd never seen anything like it in anyone else.
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11 Apr 2025
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alrighty aphrodite by lunaticcat28
Fandoms: Fight Club (1999), Fight Club - Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club - All Media Types
18 Mar 2025
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“Mmm,” Tyler is still looking down at the traffic from the edge of the dwindling railing. Our minds are seeping together to form that one sinister thought. I ignore it. He doesn’t. The next second, Tyler is straddling my thighs. “I know that, sugar.” He prods his index finger on the crumbling plaster of the wall against my shoulders while his thumb finds its way under the collar of my shirt. The simple fondling makes each bone tingle- infuriating me so much that I wish to haul the both of us down the building, face first on the road. The image of our skulls cracking; the mushy brain being displayed like a salvaged artistic creation on the four way intersection makes me giddy.
“No wonder you’re not afraid of the dark,” his smile mirrors mine. “Nothing outside this could throw you into a state of blue funk as what’s inside,” Tyler digs his nails into my forehead. “Your mind is a landmine.”
The last bit sounds so sonorous to me, like something I’d write at the end of my haiku after pondering for hours. Knowing Tyler, he’s probably got this from a song we’ll never chance upon again.-OR- a disintegrating and decaying fifteen-storey building on the other part of the town is their idea of a romantic getaway
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09 Apr 2025