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catharsis by PaintedVanilla for load_star
Fandoms: Fight Club (1999), Fight Club - Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club - All Media Types
27 Mar 2023
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I’m rapidly coming to the realization that I don’t like fighting anyone other than Tyler. I’m putting words to what used to be an abstract string pull in my gut, telling me that what I’m doing isn’t really what I think I’m doing. This isn’t about the thrill of the scuffle, the catharsis I am experiencing is simply a watered down, repackaged dupe of the real deal. I am seeking a blow to my cheek that leaves me reeling so hard my body has no choice but to conjure up tears. There is a butterfly light thrill that shoots up my spine when Tyler twists his torso under mine and forces me off my feet with his entire body weight.
These are dwindling highs. I need a higher dose every time, and there’s only so many ways to make lingering, full body contact as we try to beat each other into the floor. Fighting Tyler is losing its zeal, and I have no interest in any of the other idiots who crowd the basement every Saturday night.
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03 Oct 2025
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I am Jack’s satisfied expectations.
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gorging myself on you, still can't get full (insatiable) by sobsicles
Fandoms: Supernatural
26 Jun 2021
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"Fine, whatever. Love you too, asshole. I hope you enjoy your walk home with your stupid, grainy bread. Taking Nature's Own a little too much to heart, but sure," Dean tells him, flashing him a sarcastic smile and swiveling around in the aisle to march away. He throws out something over his shoulder, careless and barbed. "I'm not paying for that shitty cardboard."
Dean's three aisles over when he realizes what, precisely, he said. Thankfully, when he comes to this conclusion, he's holding a box of poptarts, so when he fumbles and drops them to the floor, it's not a huge mess. He stares down at the slightly dented box of Brown Sugar Poptarts, and he has a very swift and very unshakeable crisis right there and then.
Love you too, asshole.
No, no, no. Why would he say that? Why would he do that? In the middle of the goddamn grocery store while arguing about bread? That's not—that can't be how it happens. That can't be.
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16 Sep 2025
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THAT FUCKING DESTIEL FIC THAT I COULDNT FIND FOR MONTHS WITH THE BREAD AISLE AND BROKEN HAND
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"You're kicking me out?" Scott asked. A helpful mood sign above his head indicated his current mood had just changed from 'asleep' to 'aghast'.
"Not in these shoes, I'm not," Wallace said.
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He has no idea what you're supposed to say when you find one of your...werewolf acquaintances, completely out of their mind, growling like they're about to see what your insides taste like. There's no handbook for this. Stiles is thinking that if he survives he might write one.
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14 Jul 2025
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First teen wolf fic. Couldn’t put it down
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New Page, Same Old Book by Rend_Herring
Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti)
04 Oct 2019
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He thought he’d hidden these feelings from himself, stowed them away in some dark corner and learned not to think about it. But the second Eddie peeked in from around the corner at the Jade and looked at Richie with those big, limpid pools of Christmas Orphan meets Bambi, and started rambling about gluten and cashews, it all came flooding back into focus. Richie has loved Eddie so long that it’s become an ache that goes beyond reason.