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soap-mothership5 · 8 months
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fight club narrator but he uses this in his office setup
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gatorbites-imagines · 7 months
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Maybe The Narrator, Tyler and Male Reader as like a lil throuple or something? it can be anything idm🙏
Jack “The Narrator” x Tyler Durden x male reader
Relationship headcanons I guess?
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I love this gif,,,, whys he wearing his pants like that? who does he want to grab his hips like that, men???
Tyler is a real person in this universe, cuz it’s easier to write.
How tf did you bag not one mentally ill delusional guy, but two? Honestly, hats off to you. Cuz either you have to be just as unstable as them, or be weirdly too stable to even out their crazy.
So, depending on which, Tyler might not even pull off project mayhem if you are there to reel him in like a rabid Pomeranian wearing one of those full body harnesses.
Jack on the other hand just has so much insomnia it makes him kinda crazy, cuz not sleeping for a long time will drive you insane. Get this guy some sleeping meds, a noise machine, a weighted blanket and some of those melatonin gummies.
If you first start dating them after they start fight club, maybe you even met them there cuz one of your coworkers invited you, they’d still be kinda delulu and out for blood this time around.
Jack seems like he falls fastest, but Tyler falls hardest. You either deck both of them into the ground because its your first night at fight club, or they deck you and think you look so handsome with a bloody nose.
They’d keep circling you at fight club every week, in the beginning Tyler only does it cuz Jack likes you, and maybe Tyler is a little jealous you are taking his friends attention. At some point you’d be invited to their place.
Damn bitch, yall live like this? You try to be polite about it, but its kinda clear they live in a shithole. Screw Tyler’s whole, not owning anything and rejecting modern needs, you need a functioning shower and cable tv.
If Tyler bitches too much about your preferences, you just only invite Jack over, which has Tyler reeling too. So, whilst you are on the couch with an arm around Jack, Tyler can sit on his weirdly soggy mattress and pout.
I think we can all agree that Tyler would be jealous and possessive very easily, think a dog that seems chill, maybe a little hyper, but then snarling and snapping at anyone who comes near you or Jack. You are his, and his alone, so everyone else can stay away.
Jack is jealous and possessive too, but he’s less obvious about it, to others at least. You can tell from the way he glares or clenches his jaw, or how he bites a bit too hard when he makes hickeys on either you or Tyler.
Again, you are the most mentally stable out of all three of you, so you don’t get jealous that easily, compared to them. But that also means when you do get jealous, it has both Tyler and Jack climbing the walls, because its so hot to them.
Especially if you had to fight someone because they kept coming onto either of them, seeing you with a sneer and a bloody fist immediately has both these dudes feeling all types of hot under the collar.
Tyler is definitely a sloppy kisser. He kisses like he fights, overpowering and controlling, bites at your lips a bit too hard and grips the back of your neck and only let’s go when he’s gotten his fill.
For Jack it depends on how he’s feeling, if he’s feeling alright, he’s got the more normal kisses, maybe even just pecks. But if he’s wound up, jealous, or sleep deprived its more like how Tyler kisses.
But kissing them is also your best distraction method if either of them are getting a little too out there. Kissing or like, scruffing them or wrestling them a bit. Just keep in mind the last two most likely lead to something more.
Tyler is a blanket hog, whilst also somehow filling the bed as much as possible. Stretches out all his limbs, or keeps scooting closer to you and jack until you two are pressed up against the wall, whilst Tyler has the rest of it.
Jack is sticky when he sleeps, that meaning he’s hanging onto you. Got both arms and both legs wrapped around you, head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat cuz it helps him sleep. Sleeping between these two is hell in the summer.
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dumb-bitchass · 5 months
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Fight Club~ dating headcanons
a/n. i did NOT know other people were actively reading fight club fics here- thought i was the only one who checked the tags religiously. so anyway thank you guys for liking my first one
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Tyler:
• bro has 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 trademarked
• and probably kinky too so you better be prepared
• literally like the best person to cuddle (it grows on him the longer you date)
• he can def support all your weight and likes to completely envelop you with his arms and body
• this man will protect you with his life 100%
• like seriously if someone even looks at you wrong he will throw hands like nothing
• will end someone if you ask him
• will try to teach you martial arts (will he succeed...? do you know yourself enough to answer that question...?)
• if you deal with the strange behaviors and odd hobbies and likes, he'll deal with yours
• struggles showing any real vulnerable emotion with you
• but he's trying for you, i feel like he has it in him
• but right now he shows he loves you in a more physical way
• you know what i mean
• i also feel like he'd be pretty chill in a real relationship so if you want to go somewhere, watch a certain movie, or play with his hair he'll just be like "okay"
• enjoys having deep conversations with you, if you talk with him or just sit and stare and listen
• won't force you to join project mayhem but may entice you
Jack (narrator):
• dating you just thaws his cold emotionless heart
• will get emotionally attached to you after a couple weeks
• bbg
• the only way he can fall asleep is if you're right there next to him
• bonus points if you hold him and let him rest his head on your chest (while running your fingers through his hair)
• writing this has got me giggling and kicking my legs rn
• likes holding your hand while out (or even at home cause he just likes knowing your there)
• is actually a really good listener and will talk you through your problems in a casual way
• and he knows you'll do the same for him which makes him feel safe
• your guyses favorite store to go to is ikea
• you guys like to explore the showrooms and lay on the beds, giggling and pretending to be asleep
• i could fr write ikea headcanons should i do it
• watching a movie on the couch close together until you both fall asleep
• and making fun of all the characters' bad choices along the way
• trying very hard to make breakfast together the next morning (he just ends up making toast cause there's not much in that fridge)
• sleepy kisses :(
• basically he's a sweet baby who needs to be taken care of and if you don't i will find you
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So there's apparently a moderately popular Fight Club theory that Marla is also in the Narrator's head? Which goes well with my transfeminine love of Marla because it means the movie can be read as the Narrator as the egg body (hence the hollow vibe and lack of a name), Tyler as the false macho persona she adopts in an increasingly unhinged and ultimately vain attempt to double down on her externally imposed role, and Marla as her—that is, as an emerging image of who the Narrator really is.
AU where the final shot of the Narrator and Marla holding hands continues as they slowly merge together until only Marla is left
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carg0-toad · 5 months
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guys i'm so normal about fem fight club (lie) gah okay so i know there's a lot of talk about "ohh canon tyler kind of becomes more feminine throughout the story" and i think that maybe the opposite could go for fem!tyler because i mean, if she becomes more masculine presenting then it gives her a very specific sort of power?? like sort of taking back masculinity as a human being and twisting it to BE feminine... idk i just think it's silly anyways here are some other headcanons too
- fem!narrator is likely insecure about her body whether it's weight or the lack of sleep she gets, the amount of water she drinks, etc
- fem!narrator is also probably kind of detached from sex imo, doesn't like feeling controlled by a man in any respect but ESPECIALLY not in such an intimate scenario, but is also too repressed to try anything out with other women too...
- fem!narrator probably doesn't have the best relationship with her mother... maybe didn't get proper support or was told that she always needed to look a certain way in order to fit the societal perception of what a woman should be
- thinking about whether the impulsive buys that narrator makes would be makeup orientated or clothing related... or both?? (makeup expires whereas furniture doesn't... like you know what i mean? if make-up already has an expiration date i don't know if the whole "you tell yourself it's the last stick of makeup, the last brand of lashes" because things like that are constantly changing and they already wear out, whereas clothes have more durability and usually are intended to be worn a good amount of times... plus then you get the whole fast fashion statement too where clothes are only worn once or twice before they're never seen again) anyways come back to me on that one
- fem!tyler is just as raunchy as canon tyler... they are both some nasty goobers (period blood, snuff/gore films into family media, definitely still has that violent streak in her)
- a question that's been on my mind about fem!fightclub recently though is what drives the violence but i think the answer is as simple as women being fed up with the pressures placed on them to look and act a certain way and not be able to meet their ACTUAL needs, and hence the anger, the rage, the aggression and the frustration all seeps out in this sort of animalistic, totally impulsive environment that have a lot of women both enthralled and mortified by but ofc as time goes on it starts to become a bigger deal
- considering canon tyler wears button ups, leather jackets and all that, i think fem!tyler is much the same but the shirts are cropped higher and she also wears these cutie patootie short skirts
- fem!tyler wears those silly heart shaped sunglasses
- fem!tyler is for sure bisexual (narrator is too but she doesn't have that much interest in relationships or sex -- on the surface at least -- so she doesn't really pursue any of it) but has a louder preference of women
- fem!narrator has even more of a grudge against her boss in this
- thinking about how the bathtub conversation would have went and it's more of like "who would you fight?" "my mom." and then tyler goes "yeah, me too" UNLESS her boss is also actually a woman who is just so set on conforming and is basically a picture perfect porcelain model for what a CEO/manager should look like... idk!!!!
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strawbby-shortcake · 3 months
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Fight Club Headcanons ✧.*
✩ The Narrator
ʚɞ Chews on his fingernails and picks at his skin constantly. They're nervous habits of his. He sometimes picks at Tyler's arm if he gets the urge.
ʚɞ Is a picky eater and that's why he's a little twig<3 He won't eat anything that smells or looks weird (unless forced).
ʚɞ Doesn't have the best hygiene. Like he tries, he really does, but I think he fails at it most of the time because he's so fatigued.
ʚɞ Likes stale potato chips.
ʚɞ He barely had a father figure in his life, so he's dependent on Tyler to satisfy the need of a "strong male figure."
ʚɞ Despises physical touch from people he doesn't know.
ʚɞ If there's a chance, he'll attempt to sleep anywhere. Like he'd curl up in a ball on a park bench if he wanted to.
✩ Tyler Durden
ʚɞ Has an oral fixation and that's why he can't stop smoking. He might eat candy if he runs out of cigarettes just to have something in his mouth at all times.
ʚɞ Has 10 packs of gum with him. Never shares.
ʚɞ Gaslights people on a daily basis and doesn't feel bad about it.
ʚɞ Overly judgmental but hates accepting criticism.
ʚɞ Secretly loves gentle physical touch like massages, playing with his hair, and fidgeting with someone's hands.
✩ Marla Singer
ʚɞ Gossips wherever and whenever she can.
ʚɞ I'd like to think she was a momma's girl who went off the beaten path.
ʚɞ Cannot actually be in love with someone. She likes the idea of having a companion, but love and marriage and starting a family is a huge no for her.
ʚɞ The type to buy scratch-offs and lotto tickets even though she loses every time.
ʚɞ Her childhood dream was to become a fashion designer or makeup stylist.
✩ Robert "Bob" Paulson
ʚɞ Is a huge sweetheart before and after joining Fight Club.
ʚɞ A great listener, but cries when you cry. He's very empathetic.
ʚɞ Discreetly purchases a binder for his chest because he's insecure :(
ʚɞ Keeps a notepad of dad jokes in his pocket to spread a little joy and positivity.
✩ Angel Face
ʚɞ Loves competing for attention. If he doesn't get it, he'll whine and whine until he does.
ʚɞ Annoying like 90% of the time, but for that other 10% he goes void because he's wondering about what he's doing with his life.
ʚɞ Serious anxious attachment issues. This baby will NOT leave a toxic, manipulative, and/or abusive person because even a drop of affection is all he craves.
ʚɞ Has some level of body dysmorphia.
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sutjak · 7 months
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Fight Club headcanons ↴
Narrator
Autism food kinda guy, chicken nuggies (unseasoned) and apple sauce
Puts random shit in his mouth and accidentally eats a lot of it
Prefers weed tbh (NO edibles)
Wears women's undergarments
Outwardly masc
New Jersey :(
Really likes muted colors, Tyler's clothes sometimes give him headaches
Has been institutionalized before for sure
Very gay (he doesn't know)
Definitely threatens suicide and will go through with it just to win arguments
Subby for Tyler but also emotionally manipulates him (they are equals and as bad as each other)
Pervert in an Edwardian type of way, very shameful
Has a special blankie at the house that he hides from his roommate
Libertarian(?)
Tries to pet every animal he sees
Bitemark scars inside his mouth
Extreme cattiness
HATES kids
Marla is his manic pixie dream girl (platonically)
Tyler
Psychological warfare turns him on
Anarcho-communism all the way
Wears femme men's clothes or women's shirts and sometimes will wear dresses for Narrator
Disaster Bi slut
Cheats on Narrator all the time (no he doesn't get away with it, there have been many broken bones)
Over spices his food to the point of inedibility for everyone else
Hotboxes cars with cig smoke because he's an asshole
Actually decent at chess
Will do anything for $20
Versatile power bottom/bossy top
Emotional toxic masculinity
Probably is a baby daddy
The one who meticulously catalogues and restocks the first aid
Only reason Tyler has a driver's license is because he fucked the girl at the DMV
Crust punk in highschool (ew)
From North Carolina
LOVES cars, very much a car guy
Violent snuggler
Adores children
Is also misanthropic
Dad rock listener
Marla
Bestfriends with Narrator (even if he denies it)
Likes to make friendship bracelets
Nymphomaniac
Beautiful Princess Disorder :)
Shopaholic
Doesn't use labels
Very physically affectionate
Likes Narrator more than Tyler
Smells like rotting flowers
Not much of a drinker, only benzos and nic
Pretty goth gf why wont anyone date her :(
Wears briefs no bra or very complicated lingerie (no in-between)
Femme Fatale
Has killed a man
Crochets stuffed animals and granny square blankets
Listens to shitty Pop music unironically
Spearmint kind of girl, FUCK peppermint
Loves those stuffed gnomes you find in a Khol's and has a collection in her closet
Bitter foods are her favorite
Award for most STDs at one time
Breeding kink
Chicago girlie
Passenger princess all the way, never learned to drive
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maed4y · 5 months
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Real
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I’ll do Marla and Bob next if y’all want
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n1nthrule · 4 months
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if narrator was british he'd 100% watch like, countryfile and university challenge and the repair shop. and have really deep nihilistic monologues about them
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phin-tastic · 10 months
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The Narrator/Tyler Durden from Fight Club is an Avatar of the Desolation.
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gatorbites-imagines · 6 months
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Kinktober day 24
Tyler Durden and Jack “The Narrator” + masks and/or helmets
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I’m sorry to anyone who was hoping for Jason Vorhees, but I’ve been watching my comfort movie (fight club) to destress from my assignments, so I got in the mood to write for these two.
Tyler is his own person in this, cuz I want both to go down on me at the same time, thats the only reason.
Kinktober 2023 masterlist
Welding had never been your plan for a job, especially not where you found yourself now. Low ranked and forced to do all the shit work your jackass boss couldn’t be assed to do, leaving you alone in the construction yard in the middle of the night, the welding tool hot and dangerous in your gloved hands as it cast an almost evil glow upon your welding helmet, the light reflecting off the glass that covered your eyes.
Imagine your surprise some group of jackasses show up at your construction site. They seemed surprised to see you as you turned around and slid up the front of your helmet to look at them, but the bags under your eyes and the dead look in them seemed to make them see you as one of their own. One of them was even polite enough to ask if they could use the yard for some kind of weird orgy club they had going on, or at least you thought it was an orgy club.
You shrugged and told them if they gave you fifty bucks a night, they could kill a guy there and you wouldn’t give a shit. Hey, there were at least ten guys, they could cough up five dollars each if they wanted to start wailing on each other as you worked.
This continued, multiple nights a week, because of course your shithead boss had you working extremely late hours every day for shit pay, and because of your lack of education and shitty upbringing you couldn’t just drop the job. The fifty bucks a night did help quite a lot, and at some point you didn’t even need to do all that extra work, but you kinda enjoyed watching all these pathetic meatheads and self-proclaiming alpha-males trying to show off just how tough they were by beating on each other.
You never took part in it, but “the guy in the welder helmet runs the place” became some kind of rumour, just because they paid you to let them use the place. Apparently, you not doing any of the fighting made them think you were some kind of bigshot, a member of “project mayhem”, whatever that was.
It might also have been the muscle you had packed on from years of physical labour and your less then friendly attitude that made them think you were more then you were. But hey, you kept welding, but kept half an eye on the group of blood thirsty men, a group that only seemed to grow every night. So much for an “exclusive” group.
One day some guy with ugly spiked hair and a douchey red leather jacket swaggered his way over to you as you half-assed a weld between a couple of pipes. He had a cigarette hanging between his lips, like a real asshole, as he leaned against the pipe you were trying to weld, messing up your already shitty work. You could do a lot better, but you were in no way paid enough to care.
You could tell he was trying to antagonise you, as he would start showing up every night this so-called fight club happened, always trying to push your buttons, and even once putting out his cigarette against the one way glass protecting your eyes.
You were great at ignoring fools like him, so none of his actions got the reaction he seemed so starved for. The one that really caught your attention was this scrawnier guy, who looked like he hadn’t slept in months. It was like watching a corpse walking around, but something unleashed inside him when he fought. It was like a rabid dog with a piece of meat, it made your insides boil.
It was him that finally got you to join the fight, though you spat at their rules, keeping your welding helmet on, because why not, it looked sexy. You could definingly tell your years of labour had served you well from the way some of the guys around the place were looking at you, like they wanted to fight you or fuck you, maybe both.
The sleep deprived corpse, who you later learned was named Jack, tried his damn best to get the upper hand on you. But your uncle used to breed pitbulls and other types of large fighting dogs, so scruffing him and putting him in the ground was too damn easy. The erection on his pants wasn’t hard to see either, but you’d seen enough of this circle-jerk of a club to know it was normal, adrenaline, they always said.
You honestly had no idea how you found yourself in the situation you would find yourself in weeks later. You had finally started taking part in a couple of fights, but the helmet always stayed on no matter how much anyone complained, and you only really cared to fight Jack.
Even when the fucker in the red leather jacket whined and draped himself across you. You learned he was Tyler Durden, apparently him and Jack created this Fight Club junk. Tyler annoyed you though, always talking about society and changing it, you had clocked him once when he just wouldn’t shut up.
One day you found yourself packing down your gear, fight club had ended early today for some reason, you didn’t pay attention to that stuff, you were just there for a show. Tyler had been the first to pull up on you, Jack following not far behind, and when you had grunted what they wanted, Tyler had pounced like an overexcited puppy.
He had started licking the helmet you wore, his spit streaking across the glass of your mask, his breath leaving a foggy texture against it as you gripped onto his jaw, your work rough hands gripping hard enough to definitely leave a bruise.
Tyler was groaning like hed been shot, moaning something about how hot that stupid helmet was, and how sexy you were because you never took it off. You almost threw him across the yard when you felt hands undoing your belt. Snapping your head down you saw Jack on his knees in front of you, he had a busted lip and a black eye, but it somehow added to his charm.
His lips were soft, and his tongue was slightly hesitant as he started sucking you off, Tyler groaning and panting into the metal of your helmet, that was close to where your mouth would have been. You could feel him slobbering all over you, his tongue probably picking up all the grime the helmet had collected over the many weeks you’d gone without cleaning it.
Tylers slobbering was starting to get annoying, so with a grunt you gripped kicked his knees out from under him, making him crash to his knees with a painful crack against the pavement. His eyes seemed to lock on where Jack had been licking and almost worshipping your cock with his mouth, spit and drool dripping off of you and his mouth as he looked up at you with large blown pupils.
Tyler, the attention starved fool he was quickly butted in, his higher skilled tongue started to lap at the base of your length, even ducking in between your thighs to mouth as your sack. You couldn’t help but snort as you ran your gloved fingers through Jacks short hair in an almost loving manner, whilst also gripping and twisting in Tylers gelled hair with the other hand.
Something about seeing their reflection in the reflective glass of your welding helmet only seemed to excitement further, especially Tyler as he drooled, barely even seeming to make an inkling of an effort to keep spit in his mouth. Jack seemed at least a little shy about it, avoiding looking at himself but somehow always ending back at his reflection.
You didn’t tell them you were close, but they seemed to notice from how your hips twitching or your grunting grew rougher. Tyler almost shoved Jack aside to start tonguing at your tip right beside Jack, their tongues rubbing up against each other around your tip in some kind of French kiss.
Tyler had been moaning and groaning loudly the entire time, seemingly getting off at the volume of his noises, where Jack had been more subdued but still present. There was almost a battle of their tongues as you came, spurting white across wet wiggling muscles that tried to catch as much of it as possible.
Surprisingly, or maybe not to surprising, Tyler roughly grabbed Jack and started making out with him like he was trying to swallow him whole when you finished, swapping the mixture of spit and cum between them like a pair of starved animals. You scoffed a small laugh at the sight of them almost humping each other as they kept rubbing their tongues together obscenely, and here you thought Fight Club was a good show.
Tucking yourself back into your pants, you patted them both on the head to get their attention. When they finally pulled away from their sloppy sorry excuse of a kiss to look up at you, you pushed up the welders’ helmet and looked at them, quirking a questioning brow.
That seemed to be enough to get them going, the two almost skittering after you as you started trekking back to your bucket of a car to head home, your roommate would have to put up with the noises you knew you were gonna rip out of those two, so what if you had to keep the helmet on, they were right, it was kinda hot.
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dumb-bitchass · 8 months
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Fight Club~ how they'd act with sick! reader
a/n. i've been sick for 2 weeks and am DONE so i'm finally writing these as a small comfort cause why not
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Jack (narrator):
• would take care of you to the best of his knowledge and abilities
• i feel like he's terrible at taking care of his own self when he's sick, so he'll try his very hardest to take good care of you
• even though all he really knows what to do is just keep showing you soft affection
• wouldn't care too much about getting sick from you- might welcome it so you could be sick and miserable together
• takes out your favorite movies on vhs and props your head up with a pillow, making sure you can see
• would sit by you and put your legs across his lap, almost subconciously
• like i said, he's a bit clueless about taking care of a sick person, so you'd probably have to ask him to get you a food or drink
• he'll do it immediately
• even though he knows it hurts you to talk and you probably won't respond to him, he'll talk to you anyway
• about pretty much anything, really- you find it cute and distracting from feeling sickly
• if you're one of those people (like me) who can't sleep when they're sick, he's more than happy to stay on the couch with you
• cause he can't sleep anyway !!!
• would offer to put your head in his lap
• brushes your hair out of your face, to which you grimace and mumble something about using it to hide your "sick face"
• he'd reply in a teasing tone how you still look beautiful, but you know he means it (and you literally c a n n o t)
• fixes the blanket around you so you're cozy
• softly strokes your hair and twirls it around his fingers
• eventually dozes off with you sleeping peacefully (and nasally unfortunately) on his lap
Tyler:
• would either not care at all about getting whatever sickness you have or would avoid you like you were a deadly virus
• i feel like he'd kinda be inbetween, like he'd be okay getting close to you but not too close
• would definitely find ways to entertain you while you're glued to the couch
• like showing you new martial arts moves
• sometimes it makes you smile through the pain, other times you're left incredibly confused
• but your throat hurts too bad to ask him any questions about the whats or whys so you just have to lay back and watch
• sits a bit away from you and goes on philosophical rants about the societal repercussions of being sick but somehow benefits vital workers like yourself, paired with deep stares into your soul
• ends it with a smile and kiss on your forehead, then scurries off
• leaves you more confused
• would be nice enough to make you some sort of soup or other food you could eat
• if you refuse to eat, just know he will find a way to make you, i mean it's tyler
• would resort to feeding you if needed, you can't get out of it now
• he probably would feel bad leaving you while so miserable, so he'd send jack to the store to get you medication of some sort
• if you ask really really really nicely, he may consider carrying you to your room to get changed into pajamas for the night
• "you better not get me sick!" he'd say firmly with a smile on his face- why does it kinda sound like a threat though?
• you're sleeping on the couch, sharing a bed is wayyyyy too risky for him
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ciowl · 11 months
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GO AHEAD 🤭🦾
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mogai-headcanons · 2 years
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The Narrator from Fight Club is a gay man with schizophrenia and OSDD-1b!
He has a crush on his alter Tyler Durden, who is alloaro and gendervoid!
Tyler is in an on-off relationship with Marla Singer, an aromantic bisexual kenochoric person with BPD and C-PTSD!
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