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if you start a story with the premise as the intent of yaoi or yuri it will never be good. Heartstopper for example the story STARTED with an awkward gay boy meeting a pretty boy he likes and they rolled with that and heartstopper is bad and nobody likes it. On the other hand. Hannibal's story began with the premise of an intelligent sociopathic cannibal psychiatrist, who meets a troubled empathetic detective boy AND THEN they got gay. moral of the story is if you want a good queer story don't start with the question "How can I make this story gay?", start with the question "How can I make this story INTERESTING?" and then once you have the interesting story ask "NOW how can I make this gay?"
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Hello everyone. Finally! Another fic! It is unfinished. There will be more than 3 chapters. I'm not sure where I'm going with this. There will be Marla in the next chapters, most likely.
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Tyler went out, and I’m laying here rotting in bed, because Tyler stole razor blades from Home Depot. And, naturally, I reverted to said ‘childish’ habits. Because of the razor blades. You know, the stainless-steel, box-cutter-replacement kind. The kind you’d find in your garage as a depressed teenager and think, oh, cool. Easy access. Nice. You know, the kind I’d find on the kitchen counter after Tyler left for the night, and I’d get that pang of adrenaline in my chest.
The first time Tyler asked about my scars, I dodged the question. But it was more like I ducked out of the way of the question, and it hit me anyways, smack in the middle of my face.
I told him, it’s nothing, Tyler, they’re old, don’t worry about it.
Ambiguity. Obviously this irked him, and he made it his job to bug me about it as often as possible, until I told him. He knew. Tyler’s not stupid, he just wanted me to say it out loud. To “Come to terms with our human imperfections.”
I took one of the blades.
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SORRY I haven't been posting fics guys I had a rough October. I think .i don't know I'm making up excuses BUT i'm finally up to it and working. hard SO hard guys on fight club AAAAANd saw fics okay bye
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oh yeah. I did it. my fic for @rattyaugust here is all the information. oh yeah. All I Need (1653 words) by lanaiZz Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fight Club (1999) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tyler Durden/Narrator Characters: Tyler Durden, Narrator (Fight Club) Additional Tags: Soapshipping Summary: I stared. I couldn’t let Tyler know I don’t know how to do it, so, I rolled my first joint. Tyler took it between two fingers, his own joint hanging from his lips. He squinted at it, deadpan. And then, he giggled. Snorted. And then he was doubled over, cackling, and the joint was on the bed, having fallen apart, unrolled, crumpled by Tyler accidentally rolling onto it while he was laughing. At this point, my face was beet red. After he calmed down, wiping a tear from his eye, he leaned his shoulder against mine, nudging me gently. I said, I think you’re high. He smirked, turning to meet my gaze through squinted eyes. “Yeah, no shit.” --------- tyler smokes a fat blunt and gets all mushy with narrator.
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here are my fight club playlists
i try to put unique songs on my playlists cus every playlist in the world has the same four lame TV girl songs on repeat so here!. edgy but good songs I hope
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There’s three types of symbiosis; mutualism, commensalism, and parasitism. Tyler pats my chest twice, a quick tap tap, and, sigh, we’re not connected anymore. He’s sitting up, lighting a cigarette, smoke curling from his mouth. He holds the cigarette to my lips and I suck, the smooth, acrid smoke sliding into my mouth and filling my lungs. Tyler doesn’t need nicotine. I do. Tyler doesn’t get attached to things the way I do. He’s free from all that. Mutualism. It’s when both species benefit from the relationship. Think bees and flowers. Think clownfish and anemone. This is not what Tyler wants. Commensalism. That’s when one species benefits and the other derives nothing—neither harm nor benefit. Think barnacles on whales. Think fungi on trees. This is not what Tyler wants either. Tyler would never settle for indifference. Parasitism, though—you already know. That’s when one species thrives, and the other suffers. Think ticks on dogs. Think tapeworms feasting in some poor kid’s intestines. Think cysticercosis, brain parasites, in some rotting, skeleton of a person's head. Okay, fine. Maybe it is all that bad. Maybe this is exactly what Tyler wants.
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i have to mofve all my stupid wips on goodgle docs to a different fucking Google account this is so dumb. don't expect an update