Il y avait d'abord eu Marla, précurseur de la démence et l'anarchie dans laquelle Tyler m'a plongé plus tard. Douleur et plaisir étaient la base de notre relation. J'étais l'orgasme mortel de Jack. Et j'étais infiniment seul, en fin de compte.

What if Fight Club was a little...different? Featuring Raena Moretti and our usual unnamed protagonist. / A parody of Fight Club.

Residual Schizophrenia: Withdrawal, after the hallucinations have ended. Note: it was brought to my attention that this is "hard to follow in the second person". I would like to point out, it is not in the second person. It is an internal dialogue, by the narrator, with the psychiatrist. Hope this clears things up for anybody else.

Otra vez siento el sabor a sangre en mi boca mientras se desliza entre mis dientes y cae al suelo cuando intento gritar. Es curioso que a partir de la tercera vez que te encajan un puñetazo en la cara te comienzas a acostumbrar al gusto y las arcadas se reducen considerable y exponencialmente. Al fin y al cabo en esta vida todo es cuestión de hábitos y costumbres que tenemos o no.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life." Henry David Thoreau. A philosophical smoke on Paper Street. Previously titled Urban Jungle, sorry for any confusion, I like this title better.

You are a cigarette drum, beating the sound of insomnia.

He has dreams. They are terrifying and intimate and he thinks that Tyler knows. But then again, Tyler knows everything

Tyler looks good in the saturation of dawn, because he is a storm of everything red and gold and yellow and orange represent. Fear. Chaos. Fire. The end. He can't believe he holds any power over that storm, or that he allowed it to hold power over him.

The "near life experience" scene from the movie written from the Project Mayhem members' points of view. Book references, language, and violent sentiments.

Here I sat before god with Tyler's kiss, my kiss, on the back of my hand. Jack is in 'heaven' but all he wants to do is see Tyler again. Slash or M/M if you think that way.

Sweet fanfic, Marla commits suicide, will anyone be there to rescue her? TylerXMarla...Hurting fluff? Please R&R..ONESHOT

You are the all-browsing, all-syncing crap of the web.

This is the story of Andrew Parker, severe depression and life seems to be failing him. All that changes when he meets Tyler Durden and joins fight club. Warning: naughty language

It's a short thing I wrote, of Fight Club. I was inspired by the quote "I am Jack's Broken Heart." I also used the lyrics of the cover of Creep by Scala & Kolacny Brothers. I don't own the characters or the song. feel free to review, but nothing harsh.

Howl

Insomnia feeds on fear, and he suffers from both.

A Parody for English Class. References to Heard of Darkness, Moby Dick 2010, Death of a Salesman, and, of course, Fight Club. Based on the Book. Read and Review please!

Here's my Shuffle challenge: Fight Club. Completed on a boring Sunday afternoon.

Why read this? Why waste precious minutes of your life? Start a fight instead. Regain your humanity. Tyler.

"i am jack's..." told from various body parts. marla/jack

Jack is even less of a person without Tyler. And with Marla under him, maybe he can shut his eyes and pretend things are different.

Marla Singer loves me. I love Marla Singer. She loves Tyler. But she doesn't truly know the difference. MarlaxJack. Fluff/Drabble.

Marla's POV. right after the Narrator shot himself. title still unsure... Rated T mostly for language. story probably better than summary. trust me :P

Ben Taylor just can't get enough of television. His life IS television. Perhaps Tyler Durden can change that. One-shot.

Valentine's Day proves difficult when Marla thinks Jack's Tyler, and Jack thinks Marla's a succubus. A story in split perspectives.