Born To Make Daily Long Posts About Nuanced Aspects Of My Favourite Films And Headcannons, Forced To

Mark Corrigan would have loved fight club. He's so narrator.

do you think they made the narrator’s boobs into soap after his top surgery?

The man dresses like he just got home from school I cant take it

Fight club did not work on me I got too attached to the narrator and dream of wearing ties and trousers

I find Narrator's butthole cheek in the book so funny. Why are you so familiar with how a butthole looks like. Why is it always the first adjective that comes to your mind. Crazy ass. Gayass.

they call me the guy whos afraid of everything because. what was that. whos there

when the club is fighting or something

'I'm a top" "I'm a bottom' okay??? I'm Jack's raging bile duct??? I'm Jack's cold sweat??? I'm Jack's complete lack of surprise??? I'm Jack's inflamed sense of rejection??? I'm Jack's smirking revenge??? I'm Jack's broken heart???

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

Hate trans male stereotypes with all my heart, but very much love the distinct subset of us who are big into Fight Club. Because hell yeah. The Narrator is Literally Me Bro. In my head Fight Club is a story about dysphoria, the repressed masculinity and anger that comes with it, and unhealthy coping mechanisms. It's accidental trans cinema. Also I like men.

The American Psycho U2 concert chapter out of context: