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#i fucking hate this club so much
jacksprostate · 4 months
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Bob in female fight club au. Thoughts
Probably named Marge
Rather than doing a direct inversion (ie making the character the exact opposite, much tits -> no tits, etc) I think sort of an analogue would work better riffing off the motherly role Bob has, in combination with the group being for uterine cancer/ovarian cancer
The women come together, and they cry, cry, cry, over lost husbands, who left them because they got cancer, because overwhelmingly, men leave if their wife gets cancer, over lost relationships with children, who stayed but resent them, over lost Motherhood, that thing you were told was your worth but now you are told you're shit. Remaining Women Together. Despite. Despite despite despite.
What is it, about purposes. Want to see misery, see women fed their own physical oppression as lost salvation.
Marge, whatever her name is, her husband divorced her, left her with the kids and medical bills stacked as high as she is tall. She is thankful she still has her kids, it makes her feel like she's still worth something. She's had to try and get back into the workforce. No one wants to hire dear former stay at home mother Marge. She shows you her kids in her wallet in her purse and there are no pictures of her. There's a picture of her old husband, which she keeps to show her kids if they ask. They're old enough to go to school now, which is good, because it gives her more time to work. Life is hard, but she's doing her best.
Marge, who is on hormone therapy so she doesn't get those "side effects" she's heard about from other total hysterectomy patients, the future of early dementia and degeneration and horror. Who does pelvic floor exercises in hopes it will minimise the fallout of the surgery. Who carefully rips every hair out of her upper lip and chin because even if it would be normal for a woman, a woman whose gone through menopause, a woman at all — she knows, it's probably the estrogen tipping back over into testosterone, and she can't handle any more losses. She compensates. They all do.
The support group is her Me Time. It is the single hour plus half hour commute she can afford once a week for herself. So she gets here, and she cries, cries, cries, and the others cry with her, all over how their lives have fallen apart since they got ovarian cancer, got breast cancer, and their lives derailed because they can't be proper women anymore.
They cry in their waterproof makeup. Another product to promise womanhood. Identify yourself via consumption. Identify yourself by covering yourself up.
And when she finds fight club. When she finds something that says, jesus fuck. You are more than your children. You are more than your ability to have kids. You aren't a failed woman, that's a sack of shit you've been sold wholesale. When she finds something that promises her she will grow, achieve personhood, not because she was the ultimate martyr mother, not because she played the game of human or woman, but because it promises a freedom from all that, identification and repulsion of such sickening chains. When she stops worrying about her slightly deepened voice, and works to keep her dose even keel for her health, to avoid the toxic highs of accidentally juicing, rather than the lesser effects of a black lip hair or two. When she has a photo, not of herself in her wallet, but of the things she makes with other women from fight club, of the one view of the sunset from that one parking lot that she always thought was wonderful, when she has things in her wallet for her and her enjoyment. When she has corded muscle and a built up spine, when she sits her kids down and explains why they only see dad one weekend every other month, all the fun holidays, because dad decided staying with her through cancer was too hard even when she stayed with him through four lost jobs pissed away in alcohol and lottery tickets.
And Marge, who gets shot by the police on a regulation chill-and-drill assignment for Project Mayhem. Whose obituary in the newspaper talks about the children she left behind, how she battled cancer and kept caring for them, how she was such a strong mother, whose kids would now be shipped off to their grieving father who is so, so brave and stunning for standing up and taking care of the kids he made and dropped as soon as his live-in servant had a few issues. Her name is Marge Paulson, and she was forty-eight years old. She was a person. She will be remembered in the annals of Project Mayhem, lest what little there was of her be stolen from the world. She was killed by Project Mayhem, but they're the only ones who will remember Marge Paulson.
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charmixpower · 7 months
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FLORA WENT FOR ICY AND ICY FROZE HER FUCKING WINGS AND FLORA IS ON THE GROUND PROMISING HELIA THAT SHE'LL BE THERE FOR HIM AND SHES UNFREEZING EVERYTHING ICY FROZE OH MY GOD THIS IS SO GOOD AND FOR FUCKING WHAT???
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moodymisty · 1 month
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the: “you’re the most breathtaking person in the universe, love itself in mortal form. And yet my very touch has defiled you in the most terrible of ways. My carnal desires make me no better than any wretch, but I can’t stop no matter how hard I try. For you are holy, for you are hallowed, for you are good and pure and perfect and I will reach out to grasp even a piece of you like desperate worshipper with a holy relic. And you let me do it, you let me have you every time, even though I shouldn’t even be allowed to stand in your presence. My body wasn’t meant for yours but you take it with a smile on your face. Why? Because you’re kind, because that’s what saints do. And how could I ever come close to something as sacred as you?” braincell battling the:
“your very presence has changed something inside me, every time you walk by or steal a glance at me it’s like my soul is screaming out with want. How dare you do this to me? How could you taint my very being like this? What reason do you have for stripping away my pride, making me shed divinity in favour of such base desires?? … And it’s like you don’t even seem to notice, you speak to me as if you don’t care how much I ache for your touch. The way I crave your body next to mine. You’ve rotted my morals and turned me into a starving animal, and I won’t have anyone else but you. You have tempted me into sacrilege and once I have you alone to myself, you will witness all of it.” braincell in Lorgar’s brain when you ask to have sex with him (he’s staring blank faced at you for a solid five minutes Error 404 style)
When you spend hours trying to write something coherent and some anon blows up your askbox with poetry
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smilingbuckley · 5 months
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Anyone else avoid fics where Shannon Diaz is still alive? Idk, I just hate her so much. She called raising her disabled kid exhausting and focused more on finding a cure than figuring out how to help her kid live in a world that doesn't accept him. She was so blinded by his disability that she couldn't see the kid behind it. And then it was just easier to abandon that kid. But then she had to force her way back into his life when she was contacted again, not owning up to what she did at all. And I think she was also planning on leaving before she died, if I remember correctly?
So yeah fics where she and Eddie co-parent make me laugh because Christopher deserves a better parent than that ableist deadbeat mom.
'But Eddie left too', Eddie never left because of Christopher's disability. He was in the army and wasn't ready to be a parent, but when he got back he owned up to it and NEVER treated his kid differently because of his disability. He was afraid of being a dad, not Christopher's disability. And after that he always made sure Christopher knows he's loved and that even with his disability he can do what he wants, even if it means they'll have to figure out a different way.
(I am saying this as a fellow disabled person who was also called exhausting by their parent. Specifically, my mom said she didn't have a life because of my disability because of how she needed to adapt to it. It's not like I chose to be disabled? YOU chose to have a kid, own up to your responsibilities. If you can't take care of a disabled child you shouldn't have children in the first place because disabilities aren't just genetic.)
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isas-bathbombs · 2 months
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What fcd stands for?
fuck cassandra dimitrescu!! it all started from people jokingly hating on cass for her neutral ending and it eventually became a club where its “fuck cass” both metaphorically and literally
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viivdle · 4 months
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i am NOT a taryn defender, i don't even TOLERATE HER
"she had problems!" do i care!
she betrayed her SISTER. her TWIN SISTER THAT DID EVERYTHING FOR HER.
multiple times, by the way.
SHE NEVER APOLOGISED and then she had the audacity to ask jude that favor in QoN
the only reason i can live with her surviving is that it would hurt jude if she died
me when taryn:
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i roll my eyes when she shows up sorry guys! not sorry though!!
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so bear with me while I get this out because I'm thinking about it again.
and Naddpod eldermourne during the share circle while they're all telling their backstories zirk admits that his mom made him try the heroin and cocaine from their potions yeah? and will they obviously joke about the "why don't you tell us this kind of stuff? why didn't you tell us?" for a minute we hear Henry's genuine reaction to what was being said.
Henry let's out an appalled "Oh My God" at Zirk's statement that we can hear alongside Fia's joking. Because he's a DAD! HANK JR IS ABOUT THE SAME AGE AS ZIRK AND FIA!
Henry is horrified that someone did that to their kid because he couldn't fathom hurting his son. he was just doing what he thought was best for his kid and hadn't realized it hurt them both yet.
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honestly I really like the fact we don't know shit about Laura Milkovich cause neither Mickey or Mandy knows shit about Monica and they haven't met her either it seems fair
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talentforlying · 7 months
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rattling the bars of my cage. in the hellblazer universe, all gods spring from the imagination of humans and gain form + power based on the strength of their belief, with the more power they gather influencing how much their belief system shapes the world, meaning all creation myths are true and trade stages of validity based on the level of their specific faith accrued in the world at any given time.
based on that system, it is entirely fucking possible that by the later stages of hellblazer, constantine has participated significantly enough in the renewal / creation / downfall of enough gods, creation figures, and empires — including icons who are significantly tied into judeo-christian origins, like the beast of eden, the first of the fallen, lucifer, and the archangel gabriel — and built enough of a system of faith off the back of that reputation, to qualify as a minor god himself in time. which would explain how jc: hellblazer ends with him still walking and talking despite discovering that he no longer has a pulse or heartbeat. rattling the bars of my fucking cage!!!
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fencecollapsed · 1 month
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I absolutely hate it when any show is canceled before getting the chance to tell its full story, it's a deeply unfair thing to happen in any case
but I will admit. there is sometimes a TINY element of relief I feel when I hear what the plans were for the followup that never got to be and the plans were. bad.
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50 ways to say goodbye, train//history is all you left me, adam silvera//a little life, hanya yanagihara//motion sickness, phoebe bridgers//before we disappear, shaun david hutchinson//original photo//the victim card, maya karli//last night at the telegraph club, malinda lo//guilty conscience, 070 shake//before we disappear, shaun david hutchinson
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munamania · 3 months
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ok im a really chill and normal person and i get over things and am well adjusted but take a walk with me here. just give me my time to complain when im not in the absolute fucking trenches. and yes i believe i suffered more than those in trench warfare. it was literally a lesbian situationship with a bistraight girl come on. just. magenta choppy shag with the roots coming in. camo cargo pants black t shirt with red lettering and striped long sleeve (sign someone likes music. confirmed). lip ring big black stud earrings and nails. red docs. i think lesbians should be allowed to kill one dyke baiter in their lifetime idc
#and now we're gonna get into some quiet parts and youre just gonna let me have this#i. am so sick. first of all it was kinda funny how people ik ended up sorta surrounding her. felt good. but like we've shared a space#together since everything. i can like be in her presence it's seriously fine. that said. i do sometimes miss her#i say this after going through the really hating her guts period bc of her evil evil evil ways. and feeling like she's lame as hell bc she#s. but i mean it's me talking i have my problems too. i Hate the way we always so naturally act in sync. and i hate that we've both picked#each others' brains for hours so it's like. i knew you once and now we can't even look each other in the eye and that just really sucks#and i feel like. not that i strictly believe in these things. but we were sort of twin flames. i largely suffered for like. basically#falling in love w her. and i know i didn't leave as much of a mark. but i still hope it sucked a little for her#and i'll admit i think it'd be some sort of miracle if we could ever talk civilly. unfortunately we work in two ways#literally behaving in Ways and borderline fucking or not speaking. so. here we are#and i already humiliatingly tried to extend an olive branch this summer so im not gonna be fucking stupid. yk#but GOD how annoying. i did talk to situationship today and we were relatively normal so at least that's not deathly awkward#it's still. definitely um. stiff. but not terrible#i need to get to the club. pretend theres a cig emoji im on desktop rn#sorry for this.#film girl saga
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the-lokal-homo · 10 months
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I have this strong urge to write a hurt/no comfort Fan fiction about that "and when dad came home" scene in season 5, episode 16 "dark side of the moon" of supernatural.
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tunderilona · 4 months
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maybe its because its january but im going back to being depressed i think
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megane-sama · 1 year
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God its so obvious they miss her.
Rei gaming till dawn which is his fave thing ever but not looking like he's having much fun, maybe cause he's gotten so used to having Miri right next to him and cheering him on.
Kazuki having to clear up stuff he bought out of so much love and seeing the stuff Miri had given them in return out of the same love.
But i wanna focus on something.
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THE LITTLE SMILES?!
These are people who are coming to terms with the fact they did their best, Kazuki isn't receding back into a self deprecating slump like after his wife passed and Rei hasn't gone back to his pre-Miri lifestyle with litter everywhere and cigarette smoke clinging to every surface of the apartment.
Miri might be gone but they kept their promise to Kyu-chan all the same.
They don't regret any moment they spent with her.
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rreskk · 7 months
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Omg I’m so bad at this job I can’t work a till for the life of me and I accidentally gave this guy FREE SHITTTTTT cos I pressed a wrong FUCKING BUTTON BYE
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