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fragilevixenfic · 2 years ago

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This is an abstract one, so ignore it if nothing comes to you, but I'm curious if there's any fics you can recommend that have the vibe of the dancing sequence at the end of Post Modern Prometheus.

Like carefree, happy, totally in love but repressing it (or not), suave, smiley, that kind of thing. Not actually a tag to the episode itself.

I have innumerable fics that fit this vibe-- so innumerable, in fact, that this category had to be whittle down to dancing stories, then cut down further to only include Post Modern Prometheus scenes. (But don't worry, there'll be a Part II sometime soon~.)

Partying and Pondering Post Post Modern Prometheus

@scenes-in-between/scullywolf's The Post Modern Prometheus (Ao3)

PMP Mulder is still foggy from the drugs (a precursor to the dancing fics; but begged to be included nonetheless.)

@purrykat/mylifeinshadow's The post-modern prometheus (pretty please)

PMP Scully looks up to see Mulder inviting her to dance.

Diana Alexander's Time Slows Down

PMP Scully's thoughts as she dances.

@agentwhalesong (Ao3/Alt. Ao3) Throughout The Years - Chapter 5

PMP Mulder's bittersweet thoughts as he and Scully dance.

Madeleine Partous's (The Annex) Unbound

Post PMP Scully ponders her druggie-like existence as she and Mulder part ways with the Mutato on a highway surrounded by fields.

a_steady_wish's Things You Said on the Highway

Post PMP Scully enjoyed her dance, bantering with Mulder about doing it again some time.

@leiascully's (Ao3) OctoberFicFest Day 16: Dance (Ao3)

PMP Scully has their dance seared into her memory.

@i-gaze-at-scully/i_gaze_at_scully's

Alter the Ending

AU PMP Mulder dances with Scully under the streetlight.

In black and white

AU PMP Mulder and Scully dance under the streetlight, but with a little more existentialism.

@syntax6/syn's (Alt. Tumblr)

Post PMP Mulder beaten down by Mutato's imprisonment and the fact that "Samantha" hasn't reached out again.

@nowwhateinstein's (Ao3) Don't Know Much About History

Post PMP Mulder invites Scully over for a Thanksgiving movie night. (Does it count if it's not Mulder and Scully dancing?)

@ghostbustermelanieking/skuls’s Unnamed

Post PMP Mulder and Scully celebrate Thanksgiving on the road.

Mulder42Scully5's Getting Out of the Car

Post PMP Mulder pulls over so he and Scully can dance in the rain.

CSM's C'est La Vie

AU PMP Scully invites Mulder along on a luxury couples cruise.

Enjoy!

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fragilevixenfic · 2 years ago

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X-Files Collector's Edition: MORE Fics That Fit My Niche “Dad!Mulder” Likes

You know I had to do it. I've been waiting almost a week to do this. So we're doing this, Round Two:

Authors Listed Below

Chiefchopstix

@contrivedcoincidences6/Spooky66/geektime66

@fragilevixenfic/fragilevixen

@ghostbustermelanieking/skuls

IStanYouStan5676

@leiascully (Ao3)

lsbianreinaa

@lokisgame (Ao3)

@mappingthexfiles/Apostrophic

@markwatneyandenesemble (Ao3)

@mldrgrl(Ao3)

@poeticsandaliens

Polly (Ao3)

RoseThornhill

@sportsnightnut (Ao3)

sosoane1

TheAddict4Dramatics

@tinglingworld (Ao3)

xraelynn/Rachel Noble

Mulder eating all disgusting food his kid(s) give him (all-time fave)--

William celebrates his third birthday, Scully her 40th, and Mulder is 43rd (the sum of the two loves of his life.) MUCH mess is made by father and son with little man’s birthday cake– The Law of Large Numbers - Apostrophic - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Will destroys his birthday cake; and his parents are more charmed and resigned than exasperated– This Is A Trainwreck - markwatneyandensemble - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder picking names for his child(ren)–

Mulder realizes Scully’s names suggestion– Vanessa– could be shortened to Nessie, and tries to nonchalantly approve. She figures him out– Poetics, Detectives and Aliens — crossedbeams: Mulder would 100% get behind… (tumblr.com)

Revival Mulder finds out Scully’s C-section is scheduled for Halloween. He then tries to sneak horror movie names into his baby girl’s name (who almost isn’t born on Spooky Day)– Spooky Mulder: The Revenge - RoseThornhill - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Revival Baby is born on Halloween and affectionately nicknamed Squatch by her doting father. He and Scully settle into domesticity (that involves Armani and White Onions for Thanksgiving)– I’m fairly happy. — Fic: Little Bigfoot (tumblr.com) Ao3 Little Bigfoot - leiascully - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder is unrepentant that Scully’s clothes and furniture were blown up. Scully brings home baby name book, and they swap ideas– Names - Chiefchopstix - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Revival Mulder tries to distract a panicky Scully by naming their baby girl– and it turns out he’s panicking because he wanted to sing her happy birthday on her birthday– Names - lesbianreinaa - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Revival and sleep-deprived Mulder and Scully sort their new, wacky life out with an unnamed, week-old daughter (their takeout place helps them decide)– Fox Mulder’s Guide to Fatherhood* - xraelynn - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder and Scully already knew their daughter’s name, but he creates an adorable nickname all his own– a very flexible definition of okay — this version of normal Inspired by @megk18 ’s post… (tumblr.com) Ao3 this version of normal - sportsnightnut - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

AU– In a better world Mulder and Scully realize they’re having another baby after a nosebleed. Scully lets her partner pick out her name– luminosity - skuls - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder THE involved Dad–

Mulder and Scully places bets on William’s patterns of behavior on Christmas– I do it all for you, Mulder — Not a Creature was Stirring (tumblr.com) Ao3 Not a Creature was Stirring - mldrgrl - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder sharing his interests with his kid(s)–

Mulder and Will make a big deal about a baseball game for a team they don’t even care about while Scully catches up on paperwork– Baseball and Horror - Spooky66 - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own] FFN Baseball and Horror, a x-files fanfic | FanFiction

Mulder bonds with his family over the big baseball game, air guitaring for Will and talking about his past with Scully (and later multitasking for her– and his– benefit)– Believing in Miracles (mulderscreek.com) Ao3 Believing in Miracles - spookyawards_archivist - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder sleeping with his children on the couch–

Scully comes home to find William conked out with popcorn and a movie. Mulder banters with her and puts their son to bed– Family Hour - mldrgrl - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder dancing with his son–

Mulder realizes Will is nervous about his school dance, and snags Scully for a little shimmy demonstration. They both haven’t told him about her pregnancy, yet– How’s About a Dance - mldrgrl - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder being adorable with his babies--

Mulder is honored to rock his son– Rocking Chair - sosoane1 - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Scully is puzzled Mulder isn’t raring to get back to work. He just wants to be a dad, especially after Will finally laughed– Tumblr’s Most Unwanted — msrpolaroidproject: William AU: Scully’s boys … Ao3 The Truth Of Us - Lokisgame - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder spies on his teen son and new gf– Still Fairly Young - Chapter 1 - Lokisgame - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Revival baby is LOUD. Mulder soothes his “Sweetface” with wild songs (to her and Scully’s amusement)– Alice is a Punk Rocker - RoseThornhill - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Post Revival Scully’s first conference away from her family goes without a hitch… well, mostly. Their daughter keeps Mulder on his toes– The Best Part of the Story - Chapter 1 - IStanYouStan5676 - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder does his crazy-toga-dad-dance to distract his teething daughter– Affirmations and Protestations: “Fluff and Angst” Prompts - Chapter 2 - fragilevixen - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

“Old man” Mulder and his daughter “investigate” the Easter Bunny while Scully picks up her family from the airport– The Easter Bunny was a Fox - fragilevixen - The X-Files

Mulder and Scully are surprised with a positive pregnancy test after having (mostly) raised their son successfully (great bonding and parenting moments, including Scully’s outrage at Will’s first gf)– I do it all for you, Mulder — Hi! Can I ask you to write a fic with this prompts… (tumblr.com) Ao3 They Grow Up So Fast - mldrgrl - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder being comforted by his kids--

Scully is snappy all day, realizing too late it’s Samantha’s disappearance anniversary. Mulder is stable; but he drops tears at Scully’s heartfelt love and praise. Will covers him in kisses– I Was Dancing When I Was Twelve - TheAddict4Dramatics - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

And here’s a bonus: a collection of prompts that revolve around Mulder’s happier life with his family– it’s what we deserve - tinglingworld - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Enjoy!

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fragilevixenfic · 2 years ago

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I'm so honored to be included!!!

X-Files Collector's Edition: Celebrating Passover and Easter

Mulder and Scully celebrate Easter (and one Passover) through the years, escaping to the road each year until they finally blend their two lives as one.

Loose chronological order below~

@crossedbeams’s (Ao3) The Hunt

""He doesn’t tell her much, only that it’s urgent, that he needs her to come right away and as usual she doesn’t hesitate. He still can’t believe that somebody as smart as she is trusts in him enough to step away from a family weekend, jump in a car and drive to a park in the middle of nowhere. Nobody has ever believed in him in such an unwavering way. And today he wants to thank her.""

S1? Mulder is touched Scully will run away from her family Easter weekend with only a cryptic phone call from him (not realizing she's glad to get away); and rewards her efforts with a little impromptu egg hunt.

pokeitlikejello's The Drabble Files - Chapter 37

""She examined the chocolate and then looked to him. “You didn't have to get me anything.”

Mulder shrugged and kept his attention on the road. “You're missing time with your family.”

“And you thought a chocolate cross would help?” she responded.""

Scully reads the hidden message Mulder is sending her through a chocolate cross, assuring him she isn't "sacrificing" herself or her life to work with him.

@mollybecameanengineer/Sareki's Communion

""She looked out the window at the swirls of snow, and wondered if they would get out of Boston tonight. Even if the plane did manage to take off, there was no way she was going to make it to Easter mass with her mom in the morning. She felt relief at not having to go, and then a pang of guilt. The same guilt she’d felt for having a pastrami sandwich for lunch on Friday. For not attending Palm Sunday last week when her mom asked her. For not kneeling before a priest on Ash Wednesday and not giving anything up for Lent. A deep seeded Catholic guilt that wouldn’t abate, no matter how far she distanced herself from the Church. She fingered the cross she wore around her neck. Some days she hesitated before she put it on, but each time the guilt won.

Things had only gotten worse since she’d been diagnosed with cancer. Her mom had doubled down on faith, trying to get Scully to come with her to church, to pray the cancer away. But the cancer had only lessened Scully’s faith, and made her angry at God. Here she was, having just turned thirty-three, and likely this would be her last year on Earth.

Her last Easter.""

Scully and her changing relationship with Mulder, her family, and God during each Easter.

@minuete-blog's (Ao3) Easter Linner and Basketball

""...I asked, “Shouldn’t you be spending time with your own family, Mulder, instead of crashing ours?” As if we were in some twisted, comedy made-for-TV movie, all actions and side conversations at the table halted resulting in complete silence from utter shock. Everyone turned to stare at me except for Dana who had the death glare.""

Bill actually tried to be nice to Mulder; but he still stepped right onto his metaphorical toes by saying he should be with his family for Easter instead.

bellefleur's Easter Vigil

""Resurrection.

It was something that Scully had never really contemplated before. It was an essential tenet of her faith, and thus she embraced it or discarded it as her belief waxed and waned, but she had never fully considered whether she could accept it as a fact in and of itself.

If she was honest with herself, it was one of those questions she avoided asking because of the implications of the answer.""

Deadalive Scully ruminates on her awe and fear while waiting for her Easter miracle-- Mulder-- to wake up.

@aloysiavirgata’s (Ao3, WBM, Gossamer, LJ, Alt. LJ)

Unnamed

""Beside her, Mulder spreads his matzah with ham salad that resembles chewed bubble gum. Scully bought it from the deli attached to the Exxon station, along with the coconut lamb cake that stares at them with blank licorice drop eyes.

“Stop judging me,” Mulder warns it, poking its jellybean nose. The lamb remains inscrutable.

Scully swats his hand. “Leave it alone.”

He scowls, takes a bite of his food. “Oh, Scully,” he says. “This is really disgusting.” He opens his mouth and lets the bright pink mass fall back onto the plate. He wipes his tongue with a napkin.

Scully takes a bite of her own with relish, cupping her hand to catch the matzah crumbs. “My mom always made it the day after Easter. It’s no different than tuna salad or chicken salad.”

“It’s very different,” Mulder asserts, fiercely decapitating a yellow Peep. “It tastes like exhaust fumes and looks like someone put a starfish in a blender.""

On the Run Mulder and Scully mutually celebrate Passover and Easter while tongue-in-cheek riffing at each other's traditions.

@edierone/Edie_Rone's He Is Risen (Ao3)

""Jesus is risen!”

It’s too loud, too chirpy, for any morning, but especially for the first Sunday she’s had free in weeks. He knows this, which is what’s so funny about it. They can nap later. But now:

“Jesus is risen!”

He does it again, with a slight bounce on the bed. Part of the lump of blankets moves in a vaguely threatening way. He laughs, pulling them down enough to reveal a wave of soft silver-flecked red on the pillow.

“…stoppit gerroffme …""

IWTB-Revival Mulder LOVES to wake Scully up with her late grandmother's Easter chant. (It's glorious.)

gillyAnne's My family

""It was the first Easter without her mother and somehow he’d felt compelled to be there for her, but she hadn’t asked, and he hadn’t offered – he’d just ended up here, at the only church he knew of close to her new apartment. Bill was there, his wife and children sat next to Scully. Two other redheads were in the same row and Mulder assumed they were related, nieces perhaps, cousins, distant relatives of some kind who only showed up on days like these when the weight of those who were missing was harder to bear than any other day. He was glad to see her surrounded by family – but he still desperately wanted to be part of that family, even though they’d gotten a million chances and he’d blown them one by one until in the end there was no other option left for her but to leave him to his paranoia once again. And every time he hoped that it wasn’t the last time he saw her. And every time it wasn’t.""

Post Home Again Mulder shows up for Scully's Easter mass, trailing along when Scully invites him for family lunch.

@frangipanidownunder’s (Ao3) Easter at the Unremarkable House

""Mulder hides the eggs in all the places he knows Scully can’t reach or can’t fit.

Scully tells him exactly what vegetable oil, sugar and additives do to the 56 year old body.""

Post Finale Mulder saves some of the Easter eggs to roll off of Scully, his own unique way of determining the gender of their baby.

red2007's Coming Home - Chapter 4

""She started to head for the house while Mulder turned off the engine and got out of the car, quickening his pace to come up beside them. “You did follow me, even when you probably shouldn’t have—but now I feel like we’re in this together.” They exchanged knowing glances while climbing up the stairs, him pulling out his keys but pausing before turning the lock. He ducked his lips close to her ear and said, “but Antarctica, Scully. I’ve literally followed you to the ends of the earth. Easter mass at church was nothing.” With that he pushed the door open and walked through, leaving her shaking her head behind him.

Hours later after dinner and Lily’s nap found them outside, Scully leaning against the bottom railing watching an exuberant Mulder prance around the yard with an entirely indifferent baby in his arms. He bounced her around the yard, an Easter basket draped over one arm, leaning down every few feet to pick up another brightly colored egg that he had boiled and dyed himself. She had her phone out and was alternating between photos and videos.

Fatherhood looked good on him, she told herself smiling wistfully at the scene before her.""

Post Finale Mulder decides to tag along for Scully and his daughter's Easter Mass. Jackson surprises both of them when he drops in later; and is surprised by their love in return.

@fragilevixenfic/fragilevixen's The Easter Bunny was a Fox

""You better get your booty on the way or you’re going to have to explain to a little girl why she can’t go with you on this outing,” Mulder nodded toward the door as he watched Scully lean against the counter, sipping his own coffee.

Scully’s eyes snapped open as she snatched up a travel tumbler, pouring the remaining amount of her coffee into it while leaning in for a quick, necessary kiss. “Keep her busy and try not to spoil the surprise or ruin her dress before I get back?”

“You put far more faith in my ability to keep her from jumping into the puddle out back than I would, just forewarning you,” Mulder smirked....""

Post Finale Mulder and Scully have to tear themselves away from each other, she having to pick up her grumpy family and he having to try to keep their rambunctious daughter out of trouble and puddles.

AUs

Jacquie LaVa's Egg-stravaganza

""Scully watched askance as he found an empty jar and began pouring a small amount of each of the dyes into the jar. A bored Mulder is a frightening Mulder, she thought. He mumbled softly and continually adjusted the mixture by adding more of the various dyes to his jar, holding it up to the light and eyeing the color with the critical eye of a mad scientist bent on a gruesome experiment.

Scully grimaced as he slid the last egg into his putrid concoction.""

Mulder is battle worn after a last-minute Easter supply grocery run; and Scully helps him unwind as they finish painting the eggs.

Enjoy!

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fragilevixenfic · 2 years ago

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It's so exciting to see my name pop up on a recommendation list. ☺️

👽 X-Files Fic Rec Roundup 2023, Part 1

Here is a master list of all my new X-Files fic recs from 2023 so far. These and all my earlier recs can be found under my fic rec tag, where you can also read why I recced each story. This month I also newly posted the themed lists below. Enjoy!

Crossovers

Fics with Skinner jealous of Mulder/Scully relationship

Season 7 Fics

Cast Me Gently Into Morning by Ellie (Emily - 993 words - PG-13) Hallowed by OnlyTheInevitable (@gaycrouton) (Casefile - 70,853 words - Explicit) Land by conspiracy (The Truth - ~2,350 words - PG-13) Neptune’s Ocean by M. Sebasky (Orison - ~1,325 words - PG) She Walks at Night by fragilevixen (@fragilevixenfic) (Casefile - 27,416 words - Mature)

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fragilevixenfic · 3 years ago

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When you wake up to the smut and you see your own on it...yass!

#bangitout #more

Smutty Fic Recs

We asked, you answered 📖

All the smut recs you can handle, maybe some you can't. Who doesn't love a challenge? Enjoy your orgy of tabs 🔥🔥

The Good Wife by panthersmeow

Nuptiae Sub Rosa by @sisterspooky1013 and @xfmaweezy

The First Time Series by agoodwoman

Birthday Blues by Donnilee

Dangerous by Yonada

Out in the Country by JacquieLaVie

O is for Obfuscating and Oscilating by Donnilee

Or We Can Burn by @fragilevixenfic

SOLD! By LovelyVero - Vampire Diaries

The Darkest Places by @sarie-fairy

Once Upon A Time In Albuquerque by Defnotmayo

The Annapolis Grant by @slippinmickeys

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles by agoodwoman

The Dreaming Tree by @slippinmickeys

Damsels by @sisterspooky1013

Scully’s Submissive Awakening by @danascully77

A Collection of First Times by @atths--twice

An Immortal Truth Among Platonic Lies Series by ScarletteStarlett

Red-Handed by @sisterspooky1013 and @xfmaweezy

The Science of Sex by @if-the-seascatchfire

Rendevous & Fraternize by @admiralty-xfd and @gaycrouton

Words of Lust by @gaycrouton

Worth Breaking by Narida Law

Parked Cars by @sarie-fairy

Communication Exercise by @alienqueequeg

The Delicacy of Scully by 2momsmakearight

The Inequity of Lingerie by @leiascully

The Touchstone Series by @ingridgradient

Polishing the Brass by @cmonlauraweremarriednow

Clinch by Gayani - SVU

Works by @icedteainthebag

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fragilevixenfic · 4 years ago

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Can you write a story where mulder and scully get into a huge fight while she's pregnant? Your stuff is always great!

Happy to oblige! Back to tackle my askbox. :) Thank you to @fragilevixenfic for the beta! <3 @today-in-fic

The days following the loss of their son and the death of the Cigarette Smoking Bastard turned into weeks and then months. Amazingly enough, Reyes had made a quicker turnaround in terms of recovery than Skinner, despite a bullet meant to kill. In Scully’s vision, Monica had said they were both protected, part of the chosen elite. Had it had anything to do with her miraculous recovery? Anyhow, both would make a full recovery, however, Skinner had to learn to walk again due to the extent of broken bones and hardware placed into his body.

They were having a baby. Despite having four months to get used to this fact, both Scully and Mulder woke up each morning, expecting everything to be a dream. Today Mulder awoke to the sound of muffled sobbing and sniffling coming from down the hall. He turned to the space in the bed beside him, long departed as the sheets were cool to the touch.

He was immediately on his feet, his need to tend to Scully instinctive. He quickly padded down the hall in nothing but a pair of boxes as he made his way toward the sound.

He stopped in front of the nursery as he saw Scully sitting in the rocking chair, clutching a stuffed Fox in her arms amid the sea of earthy neutrals that would be their daughter's nursery.

Scully was unaware of the sudden intrusion until he called her name. "Scully?"

She startled slightly, quickly wiping the evidence from her face, a habit that never died even over many years of living together.

"What's wrong?" He said, moving into the room as Scully continued the feeble attempt at gathering herself.

He was immediately beside her as she set the small stuffed toy aside. The fact that Scully had already gotten dressed for the day was lost on him.

"I...I'm not sure I can do this."

Mulder shook his head. They'd had similar conversations over the past few months and he had to admit becoming a father again in his fifties was a lot to swallow.

He moved to place his hand on Scully's ever-expanding baby bump.

"I think it might be a little late for that discussion now," he said in a feeble attempt at that signature Mulder humor.

She wasn’t having any of it.

"We're going to be parents again in three months."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," she scoffed with an eyeroll.

He knew it was hormones. They were all over the place as of late. He wasn’t as acquainted with the fluctuations. Mulder only had a limited amount of experience with them the first time around. It was one of the many regrets.

Not much he could do about it, of course.

"But, that's not what I mean," she continued, pushing herself off the chair, causing Mulder to stumble out of the way.

He watched as she placed a gentle hand on the sage green painted walls before moving toward the crib.

"What do you mean, Scully?" He asked, trying his best to keep the annoyance at bay.

Scully gazed at the small assortment of forest stuffed animals in the crib, a forlorn expression that he didn't much like settled across her face.

"I couldn't care for William. How do we know this baby will be any different? That she won't be like William? Running for her life someday?"

Mulder shook his head as he stood and walked toward her. "Dana…"

She shook her head, the tears beginning to flow freely again as she moved toward the object that brought her here, that always drew her here.

Mulder watched as she gingerly picked up the repaired snowglobe off the shelf near a 3D framed image of their daughter's face.

"It will be different this time," Mulder continued, reaching for the small of her back.

"How do you know, you weren't there!" She spat the words out faster than she could pull them back.

Mulder felt as if he'd been punched in the gut. They rarely talked about William until these past few months, when he came back into their lives.

"Well, it's not exactly like I had a choice," he shot back before he could even consider the implications those words would have.

She whirled around, as much as any pregnant woman could do anyways as her center of gravity had shifted. Clutching the snowglobe in between shaking hands, she shook her head.

"I gotta go," her voice broke.

Before Mulder could respond, she pushed past him, making her way down the stairs as he trailed after her.

"Scully!"

As she crossed the living room and to the door, Mulder had the weirdest sense of déjà vu. How many times had she walked out on him before?

He watched as the love of his life, carrying their child, retreated down the steps as she had done many times before and followed behind her as he always had, lack of clothes be damaged.

"Scully, I'm-"

"No. You're right, Mulder. I made the choice for you to go. I chose to give William...Jackson away," she sobbed. "I don't deserve this child. To be her mother."

Mulder opened his mouth in response but before he could respond, she was retreating down the driveway, leaving him with a broken heart as she had many times before.

He stood there, blissfully unaware of his lack of clothing, frozen in place for a good several minutes, trying to process what happened. He was certain they were passed any blame that they carried regarding William.

Mulder sat in the livingroom. Unsure of what to do. He started to reach for his phone to dial Scully's number, only to realize she had left her phone behind in her hasty getaway.

Hours had passed and with every second that ticked on by, Mulder started to worry if Scully would return or not.

"Let's get out of here. As far away from the darkness as we can get,"

That old mantra Scully had reiterated to him in the church. Their vow to each other during their elopement in the Bahamas.

"I always wondered how this was gonna end."

They vowed to move forward together, come what may. Away from the darkness and into their new lives. Even if the darkness had a way of finding them both, they would do it together. If he had learned anything over the past few years, it was that he would wait however long it took for Scully to come back. To give her the time and space she needed. And he would wait as long as it took.

The sound of his phone startled him from his desk and he looked around, realizing darkness had set in as he napped. The phone continued its offensive sound until he reached for it. The glowing letters on the screen read "OLOS Hospital". Scully's hospital. But she wasn't returning to work until after the baby was born.

He frowned as he answered the call. "Mulder."

"Fox Mulder? Doctor Scully's husband, right?" The unfamiliar voice on the other end questioned.

"Yes. Is something the matter? As far as I know, Doctor Scully is on maternity leave for another few months."

He noted the urgency in the woman's voice as she continued. "No, the reason I'm calling is because your wife has been admitted to the hospital."

Mulder was at his feet faster than the speed of light as he grabbed his keys. "What? What happened? Is she okay? Is the baby okay?"

"They're both stable, Mr. Mulder. But you should get here as soon as you can. That's all I can say over the phone, I'm afraid."

Once the line went dead, he felt himself hurdle the phone toward the door. If anything happened to either one of them, he wasn't sure he'd survive.

The drive to the hospital was longer than anything he'd ever experienced in his life.

"She started having contractions," the doctor had informed him after he all but demanded to her and the attending physician.

He knew very little when it came to pregnancy and childbirth, but he knew it was too soon for the baby to come.

They'd known the pregnancy was a high-risk one due to Scully's age, but everything had been progressing as it should, so they had no reason to worry. However, Scully had been advised not to return to work until the baby was born to prevent any possible complications.

As Mulder stood in Scully's hospital room, watching her as she dozed, he couldn't help but recall another time that was eerily similar to this one. Not realizing how afraid he was until he heard the words placental abruption. Scully's doctor had said that they managed to stop the contractions, but that they would need to monitor her for a while. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he found out he had caused undue stress to put her in this situation. He loved them both more than life itself.

Just like before, Scully was out due to the drugs she was on, but he couldn't help but settle a projective hand on her abdomen. He could have sworn he felt the baby move against him as Scully began to stir.

"Mulder," she gasped.

He was immediately urging her back into the bed. "Scully, not so fast. You need to rest."

Scully sighed, placing her hands around her abdomen as she moved them in gentle, circular motions.

"They told me they managed to stop the contractions," he started as Scully nodded.

“Stubborn already,” Scully held a breath. “She’s getting a double dose of it. Lucky, this time.”

"I'm sorry," his voice broke. "I'm so sorry, Scully. This happened because of me."

Scully reached for him as he settled beside her. "No, no, it's not. I'm the one to blame. I feel like I willed my fears into existence. God, Mulder, I was so afraid I'd lose her and that it would be my fault."

"Why didn't you call me? I would have done anything. Been there in a breath."

"I was afraid," she cried.

As much as he could, he pulled Scully into an embrace.

As much as he could, anyway. "I know. I am too. I can never imagine what happened before, but I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere."

"I know, I know you are. So much was taken from us. I know I've loved this baby since the moment I found out I was pregnant," her voice crackled as her hands found their way to cradle her belly. "She's stuck with us."

Mulder chuckled as he moved his hand beside Scully's, both of them relishing the movement coming from within.

"Please grow healthy and strong, little one. We can't wait to meet you."

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fragilevixenfic · 4 years ago

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It isn't often that I get a lil weepy but I am. It feels good to be included.

I've felt lost lately and this pulled me back in.

The Darker Side of Love by @fragilevixenfic

Read by @anniexami

Please leave the author a comment if you enjoyed their story 😘

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fragilevixenfic · 4 years ago

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My fandom has recently become a very unpleasant environment. It's a very small fandom, the people involved are very active and invasive, and there's no effective way of avoiding or ignoring them. Honestly, I kind of just want to leave the fandom entirely at this point. The problem is that I still love the source material with all my heart and I'm finding it hard to let go, even knowing it's for the best. Any advice?

This might be a situation where you let go of the fandom, but not the canon. Loving something doesn't mean you have to love everything that goes with it.

If the fans on tumblr or on AO3 are horrible to you, leave them behind. Try finding fans on twitter or tiktok or facebook. Post your stories to FFN or Wattpad or AFF or Dreamwidth.

If you're feeling strong and brave enough, you can always make a post explaining how you feel. You might find others who feel the same way. I'd suggest turning off anons before you do, though.

You can still love the source material with your whole heart, even if you're not a part of the fandom that goes along with it. 💕

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The Darker Side of Love

Rating: M

Category: Angst/Post En Ami/Smut/Angry Sex

Summary: Mulder does not want to talk but he does not want Scully to leave, either.

“Betrayal stings in a bitter way but regret leaves an even bigger hole in a heart.” – Unknown

Edited/expanded from a piece written during Vicky’s (@frangipanidownunder on Tumblr) workshop focusing on specific words, tone, and mood to create a scene. Thank you for the fabulous beta work, Monika (@monikafilefan) and Kasey (@slippinmickeys). I’m eternally grateful for your insights.

I cannot let you burn me up,

Nor can I resist you.

No mere human can stand in a fire

And not be consumed.

-A.S. Byatt (Possession)

10:00 PM

Mulder had ignored Scully in the drive back from the empty offices, steadfast in keeping his eyes forward as she stared out the window. The expectation of an argument had gone flying by like so many drops of rain in the wind and renewed the dull ache in her heart as he drove right past her exit, opting for his own. Despite the anger written on his face, he wanted her next to him. He squeezed her hand only once before going upstairs and it felt more like pity than love. She pushed the emotions a little further down and stood in the doorway, watching him as he paced. Watching him as the pieces of his psyche finally began to crumble before her like a castle in the sand as the surf finally came to wash it away.

What have I done?

Scully held her palm to her lips as she stared at the physical representation of her failure; the manila folder Mulder onto the table and let every piece of paper fly across the lacquer top. They scattered onto the floor like so many hopes and dreams. They were now nothing more than nightmares manifested as Mulder tossed the disk onto the center of the mess, the glints of light reflecting darts of light across the ceiling, and heaved a heavy sigh as he sank against the cushions. She didn’t need the reminder of her self-inflicted catastrophe but he was providing it for her in the form of a massive printout of empty promises. There was already an ache in her belly and a lump up in her throat, and she swallowed the last of her nerves as she held a breath in. She wanted to be numb and run, but every nerve seared and tingled, pushing her to stay.

The leather squeaked and his eyes found hers but words wouldn’t come, like a punishment. His fingers twitched and knuckles went white as he squeezed air; it sent a chill down her back as she imagined who he was picturing on the other end of his fists. Something was burning behind those flecks of jagged gold and green that Scully didn’t want to decipher. Her tongue clicked the roof of her mouth as her eyes zoned out on the low, erratic bubbling of the fish tank. It was worse than any lecture and the wretchedness had already been doing the trick to her pneuma as she stared at the carnage of paperwork in front of him.

“Just say something,” Scully bit down hard enough on the corner of her lip that the taste went tinny and the first tear betrayed any hope of calm, coaxing a breathy sigh from Mulder.

Request not met. He’d set up camp in another non-committal night of no communication and anxiety; enough to make her blood pressure spike and make her cheeks go hot. Stalemate. Scully’s white flag went up as she felt the door staring at her back, willing her to just walk away and surrender. She teetered in her heels and grasped the molding as she heard the snap and skitter of his belt before her eyes could register the motion. Her gasp rivaled any sound Scully had ever made but it didn’t persuade more than a tilt of the head from Mulder. He leaned back as the sweat gathered along his brow. She recognized the distinct ember of change brewing beneath his lashes as he stared up at her.

“I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to think,” Mulder tossed the belt onto the finished surface with a resounding thud and pushed his fingers into the cushions, desperation in his eyes. “Not tonight.”

“Then what do you want?” Scully held her breath and took a step closer, letting his eyes set fire to her soul as he tilted his head to look at her. “Do you want me to leave? Is that what you want?”

“I don’t know,” Mulder shook his head and stood, moving past her like a tornado with his fingers wound through his hair. “No.”

The disappointment in his voice was killing her as she backed up until the curve of her spine touched the wall, watching his jaw clench and his eyes narrow toward the floor. He paced for a long, agonizing moment. The silence was deafening, maddening, claustrophobic, and the pressure against Scully’s back only added to the suffocation as the oxygen refused to leave her lungs. Her exhale came out in a rasp and a whimper, tugging his focus until he was peering into her embodiment, bulldozing the remainder of the barrier she had built to keep the emotions in check. Composure evaporated as she let her tears fall; the unmentioned ardor sweeping down her cheeks as she bit down on the edge of her lip.

Scully ran her palm along her chin, capturing the stray droplets as the word came out despite every effort not to say it. “Please…”

Mulder diminished the distance, enfolding Scully’s frame in his arms, he pressed his fingers against the small of her back and dragged the fabric of her long-sleeved, high neck top up. Scully breathed toward the ceiling as Mulder freed her from the confines of her top, pulling it up and over her head before discarding it in the direction of the couch. Mulder knelt, guiding her out of her shoes and undoing the button and zipper on her slacks, exposing the pale curvature of her hips and legs along with a matched set of pale blue undergarments. He looked up at her from her waistline as he leaned in and set his teeth against her skin until she twitched under his grip. A moan pushed her lips apart.

“I can’t…” Mulder manhandled her, gripped her backside as he stood and thrust his pelvis against her as her arms wrapped around his neck. “I need…”

“I know,” Scully couldn’t have been more aware of Mulder’s magnetism as she hiked her knee around his hip and felt the sting of the mahogany trim as it struck her shoulder blades.

Scully didn’t want soft and slow and she knew neither did he, as his erection uncomfortably pressed against the remaining layers of clothing between them, inviting her warmth as her inner thighs quivered just enough to make his eyes roll back. Mulder thrust again and the punctuated cry was marked by the involuntary tightening of her fingers through his hair. The swirling of energy nearly toppled him over. Mulder let her feet touch the floor and looked down at her small, capable hands as they undid his jeans and pushed them down toward his knees before sweeping the soft material of his sweater up and away from his torso. He stopped to gaze at her and sighed into the drafty apartment at the delicate beauty that he had become so enamored with; exasperation, however, had become a prevalent frame of mind.

The pause was short lived as Mulder let his motions become frenetic and haphazard. He shed the last layers of cotton blends away from alabaster and blush before wrapping his arms around her waist. Scully held onto the wall as his thighs pushed against her, slowly sliding his cock past her slick folds until he had filled her completely. Mulder craved her proximity as he guided her legs a little higher, reveling in the electric heat as his unrelenting thrusts picked up speed. The intensity continued to build until it finally vibrated both framed pieces of artwork off the wall. On an ordinary day, the thudding of their frames hitting the floor might’ve been enough to stop every thrust that Mulder had made…but not tonight.

“Do you even understand…” Mulder’s voice came out in a growl, the sweat dripping down his temples as he locked gazes with hers and pinned her wrists above her head, bottom lip trembling with every syllable. “At all?”

“I had to try,” Scully’s fingernails were wreaking havoc on his shoulders, leaving blistering marks as she held onto him and felt the weight of his anger, his frustration, his unyielding passion as it bruised her backside with every grind of his pelvis into hers. “I couldn’t…not…try.”

“I don’t know what I would’ve done,” Mulder had tears down his face, betraying the gruffness he was desperate to convey as he moved a little slower, bucking his hips just enough to coax a throaty moan from her. “If anything bad…had happened.”

“I know…Goddammit, I know,” Scully’s fingers moved to his cheek, reclaiming his tenderness as he drove into her again, impulsively, and hopelessly sought possession of her affection, despite never losing it to start with. “I know.”

He didn’t want an apology or a semblance of redemption. He tipped the metaphorical glass and heard his name called to the rafters; he wanted to go back to the moment before the clandestine invaded under the veil of a continuously lit cigarette and a shroud of smoke.

Thanking anyone who cares to peek at this. Tagging @baronessblixen @today-in-fic @reasonandfaithinharmony @dreamingofscully @wtfmulder for the extra love love.

#Angst #post En Ami #x files #fanfic #x files fanfic #mulder and scully #smut #angry sex #a year in the making #the longest wait

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My AO3 Fanfiction Links (Current)

“I’ve never really thought about making a “Master List” of my own work but I figured, now is the time to do so. If any of the links are incorrect just let me know. I fix.

Adding in a “keep reading” tab because the list is starting to get long and intense.

Each fic is categorized and easily referenced. I’ll update as I go.

X Files

Series

Into The Shadows

XII (COMPLETE): A serial killer targets victims and leaves behind symbols of his affection -- but who is his intended target and what will it take to discover the truth? (This has a lot of trigger warnings)

Dance In The Dark (ONGOING Chapters 12/? Posted **UPDATED): With the continuing murder trial of Miles, Mulder, Scully, and Max are confronted by the VCU with a case that seems to be mimicking the pattern by their, now infamous, psychopath on trial.

Echoes and Whispers

Parallel (COMPLETE): The aftermath of the three little words that Mulder says to Scully in his hospital bed after being rescued from the Queen Anne as it re-appeared in the Bermuda Triangle...and the strange connection that Scully starts to feel to a memory that Scully couldn't possibly have.

Only The Night (ONGOING): Mulder and Scully begin their undercover assignment as an engaged couple with the assistance of Skinner at the University of Maryland to catch a serial rapist, putting their newly formed physical bond to the test in this sequel to “Parallel”.

Casefics

Falling Away (COMPLETE): Kersh’s assignment partially splits the team as Scully goes undercover under the watchful eye of Mulder as they both assist on an operation with SWAT and FBI personnel. (A gift for Greta)

Veritas se revēlet (COMPLETE): (The title is roughly translated to let the truth be revealed in Latin) An impromptu wild goose chase leads Mulder and Scully to the drifts of a winter-locked Tonopah, Nevada—where a little more than the embodiment of Mulder’s imagination takes shape between the walls of the Mizpah Hotel in the dead of winter. (A gift for @monikafilefan)

She Walks at Night (COMPLETE): Mulder’s knack for getting himself and Scully into sticky situations leads them to the heart of NOLA at the tail end of Hurricane season after barely surviving a Floridian storm—to investigate a rumor of a notable Voodoo Queen and missing girls trying to bring her back. (A gift for @starbuck09256)

Intrigues in the Dark (COMPLETE): A string of suicides leads Mulder and Scully to a sleepy, coastal town in Oregon for the second time—on their return to The X File—as tensions run high and nothing is as it seems. (A gift for @admiralty-xfd)

By Light, Unseen (COMPLETE): A series of re-opened cold case murders with one link…they’d been drained of every drop of blood and wore the same, haunting stare toward the sky with their lips aghast as if they were still screaming. (A gift for @serahsanguine)

Post-Series

A House is Not a Home (COMPLETE): The mere thought of raising a newborn in a world full of horrors has every part of Scully’s emotional irrationality over firing on a chilly, winter evening. Mulder wants nothing more than to show her that not everything is gray and grim. (for @danceswithcybermen)

Remember the Reason (COMPLETE): Post Series (Part 1 of the “Little Redhead Series”). Mulder and Scully already knew that life with a newborn would be difficult but the first Christmas with their two-month-old daughter throws every curveball…some worse than others, some more humorous. (For @underworldobsessed)

Confectioners Sugar & Snow Drifts (COMPLETE): Post Series (Part 2 of the “Little Redhead Series”). Mulder spends the morning bonding with Eliana by having a Christmas baking session while Scully is out shopping for gifts. Messes, mayhem, and a healthy dose of laughter ensue. No moment is ever dull as the snow falls outside.

The Easter Bunny was a Fox (COMPLETE): Post Series (Part 3 of the “Little Redhead” Series). Scully has to pick up Bill, Tara, and a couple of surprise family from the airport, leaving Mulder alone with their 6-year-old daughter, Eliana, on Easter Morning. All she has for him are curiosities as Easter’s non-Christian ideology unfolds before her eyes…creating the most unique bonding opportunity for a father and his daughter. (For Flicked_Switch)

Angst/UST/RST

Caught in the Rain (COMPLETE): A dark, rainy night leads Mulder and Scully to a hole in the wall bar where glasses of Scotch and unresolved tension is re-visited.

Or We Can Burn (COMPLETE): Post Never Again - expansion and continuation of the aftermath surrounding what Scully has been hiding from Mulder.

It Lingers (COMPLETE): The aftermath of trauma and the lingering effects of Mulder’s risky attempt to recover the truth about Samantha’s abduction leads to a revelation from Scully about her own coping mechanisms and flashes into a past she doesn’t fully remember...and the path to which they lead thereafter. (For @red2007)

Fluff/Humor

Nervous Laughter (COMPLETE): It’s been two full days since their tender, albeit brief, moment at the stroke of midnight and Mulder decides to be brave and methodical by inviting Scully over for a little movie and popcorn night for a film that has stayed locked in his mind as her favorite—The Exorcist. (This is a gift for @rationalcashew)

Lamplight & Shooting Stars (COMPLETE): It’s Spring-time in DC and spontaneous, mutually taken vacation time has become a personal mission of Mulder’s to surprise Scully with so much more than an escape from their norm—and the unseasonable, uncomfortable city heat. (For @underworldobsessed)

Into the Nightlife (ONGOING): A little paid vacation time never hurt anyone, right? (Not giving anything away this time)

Smut

Insomniac (COMPLETE): Another lonely, sleepless night, another dingy motel, and another town that isn’t home for Mulder…but, something changed, with the last gasp of the air conditioner as his partner, and best friend, chooses to walk through the adjoining door. (Expanded writing exercise)

Vultus in Speculo (COMPLETE): The last of the paperwork on the Strickland case has been finalized and filed and Scully goes off for a drink at a known FBI watering hole. Mulder is invited but doesn’t show up until after Scully is halfway through a drink—giving him an opening to inquire about a whole lot more than her flirtations with the Sheriff in the booth of a rooftop bar. (written for @msrheadcanon

Phosphorescence (COMPLETE): Still reeling from their experience in North Carolina, Mulder and Scully take a much-needed excursion to the coast of Oregon, where a flicker of light becomes more than a curiosity in the middle of the night. (Written for @anniexami)

The Darker Side of Love (COMPLETE): Mulder does not want to talk but he does not want Scully to leave, either. (This is for the MSR fanzine vol 3)

Ficlets/Drabbles/Short Prompt Collection

Affirmations and Protestations: “Fluff and Angst” Prompts (ONGOING):

Chapter 1 - "You Weren't Supposed to Hear That" - prompt #5, 61, 77

Chapter 2 - "Shout!" - prompt #19, 61 (From Valerie)

Chapter 3 - "Litost" - prompt #1, 85, 97 (From Monika)

Chapter 4 - "Ad Infinitum" - prompt #42 (From Minuete)

Chapter 5 - "Brick" - prompt - After Scully calls Mulder in the ep Emily, she asks him to bring her some things from home. Her journal falls to the floor and Mulder sees some things written about him that she has never allowed him to know. (from Monika)

Chapter 6 - "I'd rather be oblivious" - prompt #46 (from Annie)

Criminal Minds

Angst/UST/RST

Dulce Periculum (COMPLETE): Maxine and Spencer have continued seeing each other, in spite of the interference brought to the surface by Cat Adams. Spencer continues to work closely with the BAU after it nearly dismantled, with signature members scattering to the winds, leaving behind only a few, including himself, to keep working on their caseload. After a long, intense case, Spencer returns home to a little more than a can of worms. (A gift for an anonymous prompter)

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Angst/UST/RST

Chasing your Silhouette (COMPLETE): They’d learned each other’s quirks and intricacies on the job—but when did it become over the line? When did physicality become a detriment to them once they’ve taken off their shields? When did they realize the line in the sand no longer existed? (This is meant to take place a couple weeks after “Zebras” – had to assume a timeline, I don’t remember actual dates)

Paternity Redux - Time Just Stopped (COMPLETE): Her strength has always been immeasurable—but sometimes, something has to give and a string breaks. Nothing will ever be the same.“I’m trying my best, that is enough.” - UnknownThis is part of a challenge, to right a series of wrongs in an episode that has perpetrated many a discussion of “What Could Have Been”. WriterKC, Liv.Einziger, JustAnotherBookWorm78, MrsWellRested, EORocks, AlexisDawn, ChriskaPeach, and I have stepped up to the plate to do just that.

Oblivion (ONGOING 9/? Chapters posted ***UPDATED***): The undercover operation in Oregon takes an unexpected, unpleasant turn for Olivia Benson as an injury turns her life, and career, upside-down leaving her with pieces of her memory scattered in the wind.

Humor

Unlock the Door (TENTATIVELY COMPLETE 2/2): Olivia returns home from a celebratory series of shots with Kim Greylek and lets Elliot Stabler hear a little more than she ever intended to in the aftermath.

Series

Polaroids and Promises (COMPLETE): The Special Victims Unit has undergone an enormous amount of changes in the past six months, to the point that they are drastically undermanned—until a transfer from the 13th precinct brings new life, and a little chaos, to the team. Will her addition prove to be a permanent shift or a flash in the pan?

Discarded Dignity (COMPLETE): Elora continues to gain much-needed confidence as a member of the Special Victims Unit but an arrival booked for trespassing, assaulting an officer, and disorderly throws her progress into chaos as her past jumps to the surface. Will she be able to look beyond the misstep to solve one of the most convoluted cases she’s faced?

Contract Corruption (ONGOING 10/?): Dickie Stabler and Justin Andrisani are in over their heads--and the members of SVU and the Organized Crime task force must come together in order to set things right.

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit/Organized Crime Crossover

Series

Words of love, words of lies, words of loss

Age of Regret (COMPLETE): Elliot Stabler has never been good with words but ten years and a double on the rocks in a lonely room will make a man pour his heart out…in any way that he can.

Infidelis (COMPLETE): Elliot had been haunted by too many ghosts; expectations, fantasies, and a promise that he knew should never be kept. It was time to lay them all to rest. “I do not regret you…I regret what you did to me.” - Unknown

#My fics #X Files #Criminal Minds #this is ongoing #someday soon #this will have SVU on it #all the fics #Law and Order: Special Victims Unit #yes I have more #no they are not all done #I'm a little crazy #Organized Crime #crossover

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