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do you have any good mulder hurt/comfort fic recs? Specifically scully comforting mulder? I feel like most fics on ao3 are mulder comforting scully

Collector's Edition: A Tormented Man, At Last, Is Comforted

Sorry this took so long, anon! These recs are nowhere near all.

If you want an entire catalog of fics in that genre, I'd highly suggest reading through @baronessblixen's work-- hurt/comfort and fluff are her specialties; and she writes incredible an Hurt!Mulder (or Mulder post-latest-shenanigans) and Caring!Scully. (I've rec-ed a lot of her fics in the past, so if you search up #BaronessBlixen on my page, they should all pop up.)

I also recommend the "Mulder, Scully, and Season 8 Healing" and Dad!Mulder rec lists on my pinned page; but Injured but In-Charge Scully is practically required reading for this topic (@sarie-fairy's Skamania County is the first that comes to mind.)

Loose chronological order below~

@thursdayinspace's

the ginger invasion

He just about manages to lift his head and there she is, Scully, in his bedroom doorway; she turns on the light and it hurts his eyes, but even as he squints against it the glow of her red hair in the sudden brightness is enough to make him let out a relieved breath. "Hi." He hates to admit when he needs help. But he needs help. And help just showed up.

Early partnership Scully helps Mulder recover from an illness.

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She lifts her head and twists around trying to look at him, and when that doesn’t work, she sits up and rubs her eyes, yawning. “That doesn’t look comfortable.”

He sighs. “That’s probably because it isn’t.”

She looks at him for a long moment, obviously thinking.

Scully helps Mulder sleep in the car.

Beshter's Seasons: Second: Chapter 118

"No, come on. I want you to lie down." She tried directing him to her bedroom, but her steering threatened to tumble him over. "Whoa, come on I want you to lie down, let me take your coat off." She began to work off the long sleeve of the jacket he wore. It was summertime in DC, sticky and humid outside. What did he need with a coat in the first place?

Anasazi Scully cares for Mulder's fever after his father's death.

@bytethehand/homecomingserf's fragility

Scully can hear him pacing through the wall. Back and forth, back and forth on the creaky motel floors. He’s got a tendency to pace at night, of course, she knows this, but never this long and never this late and never this fast and loud and anxious-sounding. 

Post One Breath Mulder finally lets Scully in.

@welsharcher's The X-Files: The Field Where I Died 

With a sigh, Scully walked over and dropped the plastic evidence bag on his desk, savoring the resounding thud it made. Mulder casually looked up; his apathy undisturbed.

Another sigh escaped as she pulled out the book, “Sarah Kavanaugh’s journal was found hidden under a loose floorboard in Melissa’s room.”

Post TFWID Scully attempts to give Mulder comfort.

@officialmulder/specialagentpao's broken hearts, paper hearts

He buried his face in his hands. Scully sat in front of him on the coffee table. “We can talk about it if you want.” Her voice barely a whisper.

AU-- Paper Hearts Mulder finds Samantha's body.

@agent-troi/AgentTroi's Still Walking Into That Room

Mulder remained limp and passive throughout all of this, not reacting in any way except to follow numbly as Scully led him out of the house and back to her car. He sat down when she opened the passenger side door and gently nudged him inside, but he made no move to buckle his seat belt, so she did it for him.

Post Demons Scully needs to know that Mulder will be okay without her.

@seek-its-opposite/seek_its_opposite's

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“You don’t have to stay in here,” he tells her, trying to sound casual. “If anything happens I’ll just scream in agony.” He doesn’t pull off the joke.

“I’m good,” she soothes.

He called her in the middle of the night with blood down his shirt and she came to find him. It’s been too late to leave for years.

Post Demons Scully and Mulder are confronted by his seizures and her mortality, his past and her present.

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He’s straining, struggling against his restraints to reach her. She unhooks the belt across his chest and he grasps for her, pulling at the straps around his wrists. When she takes his arm in her hands his skin burns hot and pink, rubbed raw by cheap canvas.

She could play his scrapes on a turntable and the vinyl would sing a slow tragedy, a myth reborn in jazz. Cassandra the cursed prophet, reincarnated as a boy who believes in aliens.

Folie a Deux Scully spirits Mulder away.

@amplifyme/wonderland/Lydia Bower's

Affinity/Affinity 01

"Scully. You really thought it was me that night. Right?"

We've covered this ground before. It's one of the few questions he's allowed himself to ask, and one of the queries he continues to make. It's like he's stuck on these few questions like a needle in the groove of an old record.

"Yes, Mulder." I wait for the question that will inevitably follow, the one that never directly addresses what he saw when he burst through the door. He can afford to be vague: we both know what almost happened, what he interrupted.

"And you… you were okay with that."

Second verse same as the first.

"Yeah, Mulder. I was okay with that."

He nods. I haven't changed the answer to that one, either. I think he finds that reassuring, in some odd Mulderish way.

AU-- Post Small Potatoes Scully and Mulder redo that night.

Burning in Heaven

No, not asleep. Her head swung around and he was greeted with a smile. "Mulder. You're still here."

He took another step into the room and stopped. A small part of his brain got busy trying to figure out what it was about Scully that calmed him. Simply walking into her room had settled and centered him. He could feel the threat of shattering begin to reverse itself, his pieces coming back together to make a whole. Scully was his glue.

Post Redux II Mulder and Scully process their raw emotions.

@settle-down-frohike/settledownfrohike's

Missing Scenes (1/3, 2/3, 3/3)

“Mulder…are you sure you shouldn’t have someone examine you?“ he waved her off, scanning the floor for her shoes, doing his best not to appear frantic.

Mulder's journey through the final days of the cancer arc. (Scully comforts him in Part 3.)

120 for the drabble prompt

When he returns Scully is ensconced in pale pink silk, drunkenly slurring at her mother that she’s fine. She attempts to reach for the stack of drenched journals, winces, and that is just about enough for Maggie Scully. She enters the bedroom, raises a hereditary eyebrow at the hulking figure trying to decipher a fitted sheet from flat. 

“Fox. Thank you. I think I can take it from here on out.” 

It’s not Maggie’s style to be brutish or cruel, but she’s tired, and her tone is a bit more clipped than usual. Mulder remains mute, and nods a yes m’am. He gathers the empty Macy’s bag and passes her as she resumes the preparation of the bed. When she exits, he’s sitting crosslegged on the floor, coffee table askew to make room, trying to peel apart pages from The Lancet mumbling, “just a second, I’ll find it...”. 

Her daughter’s hands are roving the top of his scalp, petting and combing through his hair like a beloved dog.

Post Tithonus Scully is not exasperated with Mulder's efforts.

Luctus

She looks over at his sleeping form, studies the exaggerated bow of his upper lip, and thinks what a nursing blister it must’ve made. She gazes back down at the somber toddler in the faded image clutching his mother’s leg and sucking his thumb, her with one hand on his scalp, the other cradling her belly. His humanity is real and disconcerting at this moment. All this time, it felt as though she were merely patching up this omnipotent, otherworldly force, acting as an aid to propel him toward an epic destiny. There’s proof before her now that somewhere, he had a beginning. 

Post Sein und Zeit Scully cares for Mulder in the aftermath.

5 Pt. AU Prompts

The words “small cell” are anything but small. They are Goliath, and David is no where to be found. She feels the words rather than hears them. Malignant, it feels like quicksand.

AU-- Mulder has cancer; and Scully is ready for war.

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It started after her first disappearance, on a flight to nowhere North Dakota. She was flipping through a dossier and he was dozing, as per usual. She heard a mumbled version of her name and threw a distracted “Hm?” his way without glancing up. “Scully.” Firmer, more forceful this time. She looked over, annoyed, and spat “What Mu-“ and realized he was still asleep, but fitfully so. His breathing was coming in pants, nostrils flared and his brow was beaded with perspiration. 

Mulder's name is a comfort to Scully.

@o6666666's (Ao3)

8, 52, or 89!! 

“I think you should go home.”

He shrugged, but in the way small boys do when they are lying, and his eyes were wet. 

“You need sleep.” 

She knew, and he knew, that he had not been sleeping. She pet his hair and he blinked like it hurt to be treated gently.

He shrugged again. 

“Don’t lie to me,” she admonished, and pinched his ear so he knew it was only that she cared for him tremendously. 

He laughed but it knocked loose some piece of the great thing inside him that hurt and hurt, and in a moment he was crying. 

Post Paper Hearts Scully tries to call in Tena Mulder for support.

AU where Mulder is the one who gets sick in season 4 instead of Scully and Is... is it cruel to request more of the Sick Mulder story?

She wipes his mouth with her sleeve.

“Open your eyes,” she whispers, and he blinks and blinks.

“It’s blurry,” he sniffs.

She wraps herself all around him and lays her cheek to his, adopting his vantage point.

“I don’t wanna wrestle,” he says.

“In a second you’ll see the cabinet,” she says. “Just the plain brown cabinet. And our feet, and my other shoes.”

He sniffles.

“Tell me when you see it.”

AU-- Post Terma Mulder has cancer.

I love you prompt 14?

If you asked Scully whether she crashed Mulder’s disciplinary hearing to be his hype man, she’d tell you no.

But she did.

Scully refuses to let Mulder feel chastised.

@mulder-fight-him's Spiderwebs and Butterflies

She doesn’t know what exactly woke her, but blue eyes snap open suddenly and quickly fill with confusion, suprise, and maybe a little hint of love.  

Less than two feet away her lanky partner is sprawled out on her bed. At least she thinks it’s her bed. That’s where she fell asleep last night. She gently lifts her head and takes a quick inventory.  Yes. Her bed.

S5 Scully lets Mulder stay after a nightmare.

Anne Haynes's (xf-redux) Irrevocable

I watch her walk away from me, and I try to comfort myself with the picture of how life would have been for her had she not been thrust into my world. I try to see myself, sitting on one of the benches outside the Hoover Building, maybe eating lunch on a sunny day, and looking up to see Dana Scully walking down the sidewalk, a beautiful little tow- head little girl clinging to her hand, laughing and whole. I want to see this. I need to see this.

But I can't.

Because in this future, I don't exist. In this future, I am dead a thousand times over because Dana Scully wasn't there to save me.

There is no comfort to be found.

Scully finds Mulder mourning Emily's death.

Chibiness87's Seeing is Believing

He blinks harshly, gaze trapped by her intense stare. Four points of sensation appear on his neck, and he suddenly realises she is digging her nails in, making him focus.

Chocking, he manages to gasp out, “I can’t stop.”

Scully nods, tightening her grip on the nape of his neck. “Can you keep your eyes open for me?”

He squeezes his eyes closed, feeling his chest tighten. “I can’t… I can’t calm down.”

Her voice is the only anchor he has, and he latches on to it. “I’m not asking you to calm down. I’m asking you to look at me.” Her grip changes, making his face tilt more towards her. Her voice is still gentle, but firm. “Look at me, Mulder. Come on.”

Post Kitsunegari Scully guides Mulder through a panic attack.

DanaScully77's Night Hags and Restless Sleep

“Scully, is it bad the pills didn’t work?”

“Yes.” Scully admits, not wanting to lie to him. Her palm strokes through his hair, a normal occurrence for her when she’s tending to him and worried about his health. Much like his hand on her back, his hair is her calming space. “If you don’t sleep within the next twenty-four hours, you’ll need to be admitted to the hospital.”

“ Scully .”

The whine in his voice is almost childish, but Scully doesn’t comment on it. With how little rest he’s gotten, it’s only natural to resort to young behaviors. “I know, Mulder. But your body can’t survive with no sleep.”

Post-case Mulder cannot fall asleep.

saltringangell's the time it would take (to fix my heart)

He doesn’t stop, doesn’t look back.

“Mulder, slow down.”

He swings open the front door to the FBI building, wind whipping his hair back and causing her to practically stumble across the threshold. She lets the cool air sting her face, a nice change from the smoke and fire that licked at her skin just moments prior. Mulder continues down the pathway to his car, a little slower now, but still just enough steps ahead so she can’t see his face.

“Mulder, please, just let me-”

“Just get in the car, Scully.”

Post The End Mulder falls apart.

Emeraldsoleil's Beginning to Thaw

His body rippled against hers as he attempted to put distance between then, but a gasp of pain arrested his progress and he relaxed back against her.  "I realize this is an awkward position we find ourselves in, partner, but I, uh...I can't move." 

"I'm not surprised.  Your muscles are tied in knots.  I'll try to get the nurse in her to give you a muscle relaxer.  Until then, don't try to move to much.  You might tear something." She tugged on his hair again.  "Doctor's orders."

"Yes, ma'am," he answered.  The silence grew heavy, curling around them in a cloud of frustration.

"What is it, Mulder?" she asked.  "What's wrong?"

Fight the Future Scully and Mulder have a conversation at the bottom of the world.

@ghostbustermelanieking/skuls’s 

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“Scu… ly,” says Mulder. He takes another breath, and he sounds horrible, inches away. His eyes are half-closed.

“Don't try to talk, Mulder,” she whispers. She moves her hand back to his face, brushing his sweaty hair away, touching his cheek, his forehead. She's forgotten everyone else in the bank; it's just the two of them. “Just… just keep breathing, Mulder,” she says. “Hang on, okay? Keep breathing, Mulder, please.”

He doesn't listen, because of course he doesn't. He rasps, “I'm… sorry,” and then his mouth shuts and he says no more. Heartbeats slowing, slowing.

Mulder, Scully, and the endless Mondays that could be (and were.)

Foxsong 's Ruego

The words were easier to say than she had expected, not shattering as she'd thought they'd be. They were sweet in her mouth. "I love you, Mulder," she said again, marveling at how freely it left her lips. "I love you, love you..." It became a chant, a prayer. She whispered it over and over into his ear and felt how it calmed him, how he steadied against her, how his trembling eased. "I love you." It seemed so important to tell him. Why had she waited so long?

He had finally stopped crying, and was still; and she became aware that he was praying with her, echoing her whispered words. "I love you, Scully... I love you. I love you..."

Post Milagro Scully and Mulder alternate their breakdowns and caregiving.

@baronessblixen/Baroness_Blixen's Lucky

I know what I’m doing, Scully,” he told her, amusement apparent in his voice – famous last words,

“I grew up around here, you know.” If only he hadn’t tried to look good while climbing down the steep trail from the cliffs to the beach. Scully told him to take the long, official way. Of course Mulder dismissed her idea as silly and unnecessary. He insisted on walking ahead, naturally, and Scully let him. He was telling her something about crabs when it happened. One moment she watched his head bob up and down while she tried to find the best, least dangerous path, and in the next instant he slipped.

S6 Scully nearly laughs over Mulder's tumble.

@slippinmickeys/SlippinMickeys/Slippin' Mickeys's

How about a super shippy MSR fic?

Amongst the pain and the fear and the sensory overload, hers is the mind that shines like a beacon in the night.

It is a revelation.

Biogenesis Mulder is comforted amidst the chaos.

@nowwhateinstein's (Ao3) things you said that made me feel real

He pauses, worrying his bottom lip, as if searching for the right words. “It’s what led me to start looking for her. The desire to find her was my coping mechanism, I suppose. Knowing that she’s out there, somewhere, keeps my fear at bay.”

Something - perhaps it’s intuition - urges me to glance at clock on the nightstand. Of course, I realize with a sinking feeling. 11:21pm, November 27, 1998. The anniversary of Samantha’s abduction. Twenty-five years later, and he’s still searching for her.

Scully realizes her partner is "off."

@greekowl87's (Ao3) No One Is Perfect (Tumblr)

She opened the door and saw the television had gone to a late night infomercial with playing in the background on mute. Mulder was wide awake, laying across his couch with legs crossed, staring at some unknown fixed point. She recognized that look. He was lost in his own thoughts, mulling something over, and he needed to be brought back to Earth. 

Post Orison Scully assuages Mulder's guilt.

aRcaDIaNFall$'s Longest Night

"I feel lost." It's the first he's spoken in almost forty minutes. I've been silent, too.

I don't speak, just wait for him to go on.

Sein und Zeit Mulder has a hard night.

@incidental-ao3/incidental's Verlust

She held his head against her chest, fingers stroking his hair, and rocked with him. It was instinct, an act buried deep within her, as she breathed in the smell of him and kissed the crown of his head. He hung onto her like a life raft, his weight bearing down on her as she crouched on the floor in front of his chair. When her shoulders and knees began to scream for relief, she gently extricated herself from him and took his hands in hers, encouraging him up out of his seat. He followed without words or hesitation, letting her lead him across his apartment and into the bedroom. 

He sat on the edge of the bed with a vacant expression on his face, his eyes a million miles elsewhere. It scared her, seeing him that way, so completely drawn into himself.

Sein und Zeit Scully opens up to help Mulder process.

@bohoartist/Bohoartist's The Healing Power of Touch

Mulder adjusts his body so he is facing ahead and she turns her face to look at him. She can see the shininess in his eyes and understands perfectly well how the grief of losing a loved one creeps up on you in the most random of times. She thinks of the days and weeks after losing Ahab and how her eyes would well up with tears for no discernible reason as the weight of her loss would crash down on her. She thinks of how he would notice her grief but knew better than to say a word in an attempt to comfort her, instead choosing to brush his hand across her back a little more than necessary, or to push a stray strand of hair out of her eyes.

Sein und Zeit Scully keeps vigil.

@writingwell/RocketMan's (xffics) I'll Be Waiting for You

I creep slowly to the sound; I think it's coming from the bathroom.

The door is closed.

I hear . . . the shower running.

I scramble back to my window, the one overlooking the parking lot, and see with relief that Mulder's car is right next to mine.

I must have been too preoccupied to notice it.

Mulder distances himself when emotionally troubled.

@brenayla's (Ao3) 6. He has a nightmare

Scully’s voice says, “Mulder?” She’s groggy; there’s a small, warm hand against his flexed bicep.

He whips around. “Scully?” He echoes, frantically pressing the length of his finger into the divot under her nose.

Scully comforts her partner after his nightmare.

@sigritandtheelves/DarlaBlack's If She'd Known

 Is it a miracle from God or a gift from the devil? Some hellish combination of mad science and corporate greed conspire to rip his lungs to shreds and in doing so, strap him down to a North Carolina hospital bed. Scully is tracking down his other records, his brain scans, when they administer the nicotine or it never would have happened. She’s not there when he is poisoned back to life, but first to death. She never would have left him but… His heart stops for a moment. For a moment he is dead. A moment. Then a minute. A full minute. And then it beats again.

AU-- Scully works hard to save Mulder from his brain disease.

Lolabeegood's (mulderscreek) Five Months Lost (Ao3)

"Mulder," she said softly as she walked toward him and stopped his forward motion. She grabbed his wrists and made him look her in the eyes. "I have been, we all have been, looking for you for over five months."

"Five months?" he said disbelieving.

"You didn't go to the conference in Philadelphia, or spend time with the Gunmen, or feel the baby kick until you put your hand on my stomach this morning," she said softly.

AU-- Post Requiem Mulder is returned with false memories.

@monikafilefan/MonikaFileFan's

Pre-IWTB at the unremarkable house

“Doctor Dana Scully?” he asks, head bowed. “I’m here to see Dr. Scully.”

He knows Scully’s shift ends in twenty minutes so they can leave together after she pokes and prods him to her liking, but the waiting room is packed full with injured people. A man with a rag covering a bloody hand sits by a woman with a red welt on the side of her face where half her hair is singed off. Fireworks are as dangerous as lovesick men on ladders.

The intake nurse arches a bleached brow. “And you are?”

Mulder tugs the brim of his Knicks hat lower on his forehead, a niggle of paranoia creeping up his neck.

A familiar voice interrupts, “I’ll take it from here, Margo, thanks.”

Pre-IWTB Mulder's best laid plans go awry.

@greycoupon's (Ao3) Hello Teacher

“Mulder, if you don’t open up I’m calling 911!” That he knew she wouldn’t actually do...would she? THEY were still looking for him. They had been in the house for almost a year and Mulder had left it exactly twice. They weren’t running his profile on America’s Most Wanted anymore but he was still a wanted man. Scully would never risk exposing him like that unless she had to save his life.

Slowly, as his limbs felt like they weighed 200 pounds, he dragged himself to his feet.

“Mulder!” He could hear her sobbing through the door. Quickly he unlocked and opened it. She had been leaning against it and fell into the bathroom in her rush to get to him.

Scully grabbed him and hugged him tightly.

Pre-IWTB deeply depressed Mulder locks himself in the bathroom.

@msrafterdark's (Ao3)

Can you write a fic where Mulder finds some gray hairs

“I feel old,” He confesses, “I feel…like I’m less of what I used to be, like there’s even less to offer you.”

The teasing is gone; the spark of honesty that always frightened yet thrilled him when they were younger is now alight in her eyes. He can’t help but smile softly at her.

“I love your gray hairs, Mulder,” she murmurs, “I love your frown lines, I love your laugh lines, I even love your achy back.”

Scully catches her partner checking for gray hairs.

@oceanofthesky/noifsandsorbees's open door. (Tumblr)

she leaves the key, leaves a way for him to know that if he can ever do what she couldn’t, if he can pull himself out of his head, that she is still right there.

it’s three months before he uses it. she comes home from a long day of work in the height of summer to him in her bed, snoring lightly under the sheets. she thinks she should be annoyed, that she should tell him that she can’t handle the emotional toll that has become their relationship tonight, but instead she is just grateful to have his warmth to crawl in beside.

Breakup Scully leaves the door open for her partner.

@audriesfic/audries's battle scars

it’s a cry of pain and then her name, curving up at the end to become a near pitiful whine. she’s out of the bathroom and taking the stairs two at a time before he even gets past the the first syllable. she’s never been the creative one, in her family or her marriage, but her mind conjures impressive images of sniper bullets through windows and sudden cardiac arrest. she’s breathless by the time her feet hit the cool tile of the kitchen.

his name is on her lips as he turns to her, one hand covering half his face. he fixes her with one puppy dog eye and pouts, points an accusatory finger at the cabinet where she keeps the glasses. it’s eye level, (because who puts glasses on the top shelf, mulder. how do you expect me to reach?) and he looks as though he’s been terribly wronged.

Revival Scully "heals" Mulder's cabinet injury.

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[knight-parzival]

The eternal Patriarch

[cursecuelebre]

Saint Michael All About Page

I was thinking of doing this for awhile, I should mention Archangel Michael or Saint Michael isn’t a deity so it’s going to be different of how to work with him. But don’t worry I’ll try my best to give best information from sources and my own personal experience.

“Bask me upon your gaze, O’ Heavenly prince of Heaven, I need your help my old friend…” - From my own grimoire

Attributes:

Justice

Divine protection

Death (Deliverance and Immortality)

Symbols:

Sword

Scales

Dragons/Snakes

Air and fire

Color: Red

Offerings

Angelica (A very protective herb that literally means Archangel)

Rue

A rosary

Anything red

Selenite, Iron, Angelite

Rosemary

Frankincense

Praying

Wine

Coins

Food (bread, cakes, pasta, etc)

Patron Saint of

Police and military

Banking and grocers

Soldiers

People who work in dangerous situations

General Information

An Archangel that is prevalent in Abrahamic religions (Judaism, Christianity, and Islam). Saint Michael in Catholicism. Ancient spirit that has existed before Judaism, Saint Michael might’ve been a god within Chaldean civilization but was taken with Abraham who left for Canaan. In ancient Persian lore he was also called Beshter a spirit that provides sustenance of mankind but I can’t find much information about that. But he’s name means “Who is like God” and a prince refer to being “Prince of Light” and leader/general of God’s army. He is consider to be the Heavenly Prince of Heaven.

In Abrahamic lore he was the one that fought Satan and pushed him out of Heaven. In Book of Enoch he defeats Samyaza and the watchers due to their crimes of forbidden intimacy with humans and disobeying God. He debated Satan over the body of Moses, Satan claims since Moses is a murderer he must be punished in Hell but Michael turns to him saying, "Lord Rebuke Thee." he is usually the angel to evoke during protection, banishing, exorcisms, and cleansing. The pslam he most recognized with is Pslam 91.

Feast day is September 29th.

My own experience

He became one of the first spirits that I had work with beginning of my practice and he has always been a very close spirit I have worked with. Though Angels and Humans don’t have equal relationships I see divine spirits higher and deeply revered than myself as a mortal but I do consider him as a friend/ally. Taught me how to face my fears and encourage to see things deeper than surface level.

He is protective of the person, family members, and the home. I usually call upon him during nightmares and he comes in what I see him as or just a bright blue light either I wake up or the dream changes. I have evoke him for removing the Evil Eye.

i see him as a human figure with wings, he has dark brown hair with white wings. He is very tall and always wears armor and carries a sword.

Tarot:

Justice

Chariot

Magician

King of Swords

Ace of Swords

[doctorhelena]

What are five fics you enjoyed reading this year?

I apologize for taking a few days to answer this, anon - I was frozen in indecision because I have enjoyed reading SO MANY amazing fics this year. In the end, I realized that, although there is no way I could possibly pick my favourite five, that's not actually what you asked!

So, here, in no particular order, is a random selection of five of the many, many fics I've l enjoyed reading this year:

Dance a Tarantella by Beshter (Clint Barton/Laura Barton, but the focus is on their familial relationship with Natasha in the early days after she defected). Also a part of Beshter's fabulous Timeless series (in which Peggy is brought forward in time by Scott Lang to a couple of years before Steve is unfrozen, and the MCU unspools somewhat differently from there).

"Time and Space", aka Chapters 10-12 of My Heart Don't Wish to Roam by @buckywiththegoodhair86 (Steggy) - a Dr. Who AU, part of a very long story that consists of a collection of excellent Steggy AUs.

The Stars Are Cold and Distant (but also Soft and Aching) by Tamoline (PeggyNat) - set in the What If universe with Captain Carter in the future. Note: if you are a Steggy fan who would not enjoy reading a story in which there is a possibility that Peggy might not end up with Steve, this one is probably not for you! But Peggy and Steve's love and affection for each other is not dismissed either.

To Be Where You Are by @roboticonography (Steggy) - I am always very excited when Robot posts a new story, and I have a special fondness for his wartime Steggy - possibly because the very first Steggy fic I remember reading was "The Simple Secret", also by Robot. Anyway, I did indeed love "To Be Where You Are", in which Steve is sent to extract Peggy from a spy mission from which she's late in returning.

A Somebody I'm Longin' to See by @eliza49-7190 (Cartinelli) - an excellent Peggy/Angie fic that does not shy away from the depth of Peggy's grief for Steve or diminish how much she loved him, is realistic about some of the differences Peggy and Angie would have to work through, and also goes into interesting detail about Peggy's work at the SSR after the Agent Carter series is over.

[ao3feed-agentcarter]

Sketching a Myth

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by Beshter

Singular stories studying the character of one Peggy Carter.

Words: 952, Chapters: 1/20, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Agent Carter (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Howling Commandos, Howard Stark, Jack Thompson, Harrison Carter, Amanda Carter (Marvel), Daniel Sousa, Michael Carter (Marvel), Thor, Gabriel Jones, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa, James "Bucky" Barnes & Peggy Carter, Michael Carter & Peggy Carter

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, What-If, One Shot

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2RxqNEl

[ao3feed-steverogers]

Sketching a Myth

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2RxqNEl

by Beshter

Singular stories studying the character of one Peggy Carter.

Words: 952, Chapters: 1/20, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Agent Carter (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Howling Commandos, Howard Stark, Jack Thompson, Harrison Carter, Amanda Carter (Marvel), Daniel Sousa, Michael Carter (Marvel), Thor, Gabriel Jones, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa, James "Bucky" Barnes & Peggy Carter, Michael Carter & Peggy Carter

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, What-If, One Shot

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2RxqNEl

[dgrayfox]

Beshter-Michael-Mikail. Toreador from books Vampire the masquerade, created by White Wolf Music:  Ulf Soderberg – Tempel Och Katedral Reser Sig

[knight-parzival]

Holy radiance of Presence 9

[doctorhelena]

Do you have any new Steve/Peggy fic recs? I’ve done all the classic stuff (Indie, Roboticonagraphy. Etc...). Looking for newer recs and know you’re a fan. Thanks (and feel free to ignore.)

Sure, I have lots and lots of Steggy fic recs! Here are a few newer ones, off the top of my head (this is not an exhaustive list, and I’ll probably forget some authors and stories that I love. So everyone else, please feel free to chime in with more! :)

Warning: some of these are WIPs (which does often come with the territory of newer fics):

like the way you burn and can’t have it both ways by Irony_Rocks (@formerlyir)

Time and Again and Sketching a Myth by Beshter

My Heart Don’t Wish To Roam by BuckyWithTheGoodHair86 (@buckywiththegoodhair86 )

Sleepers of Ephesus by Domenika Marzione (this one says in the tags that it’s past Peggy/Steve, but I assure you, it does not stay that way! :)

The Unforgivable and Rest for the Wicked by sagesiren (@sagesiren)

Also, I’m not sure who else besides Robot and Indie are included in the “etc.”, but here are a few general Steggy author recs (again, I’m sure I’m missing some that I love!):

littlereyofsunlight (@littlereyofsunlight)

sokovianaccords (@thesokovianaccords)

rachlovesligers (@rachlovesligers)

TeaAndATale (@teaandatale)

fluffernutter8 (@theawkwardterrier)

beautifulwhensarcastic (@beautifulwhensarcastic)

[ao3feed-steggy]

by Beshter

Now in the 21st century, Peggy Carter is tasked with directing the Avengers Initiative - if she can manage to get it pulled together, that is. That is harder than it would seem, even for the woman who founded SHIELD, especially when dealing with a temperamental genius, a recalcitrant general, and an alien invasion in New Mexico...and then there is Tony Stark. Peggy finds herself running out of patience and time as she tries to keep the Avengers from failing before they can even start.

Words: 5552, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Timeless

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Incredible Hulk (2008), Iron Man (Movies), Thor (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Peggy Carter, Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, Angie Martinelli, Edwin Jarvis, Jack Thompson, Daniel Sousa, Thaddeus Ross, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Cassandra Kam (OC), Juan Machado (OC), Julio Vargas (OC), James Rhodes, Ivan Vanko, Anton Vanko, Justin Hammer, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Darcy Lewis, Erik Selvig, Loki (Marvel), Abomination (Character), Betty Ross

Relationships: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Peggy Carter & Angie Martinelli, Peggy Carter & Edwin Jarvis, Peggy Carter & Sharon Carter, Peggy Carter & Tony Stark, Juan Machado/Julio Vargas (Original Characters), Peggy Carter & Phil Coulson, Peggy Carter & Cassandra Kam (OC), Peggy Carter & Howard Stark

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A Time To Every Purpose

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by Beshter

Part four of the Timeless series. Loki has arrived on earth and declared his intentions. Having spent the last two years attempting to build then, Peggy Carter pulls together the fledging Avengers, hoping that Scott Lang wasn't wrong about all of this, uncertain on how she can help a group of such different people succeed in what she knows is their destiny - that of saving the world.

The Sequel to Time and Again, Out of Time, and Awaiting Time.

Words: 1821, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Timeless

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), Agent Carter (TV), Iron Man (Movies), The Incredible Hulk (2008), Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Characters: Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Phil Coulson, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, World Security Council (Marvel), Gideon Malick, Jane Foster (Marvel), Darcy Lewis, Betty Ross, Loki (Marvel), Cassandra Kam OC, Julio Vargas OC, Howard Stark, Pepper Potts

Relationships: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Jane Foster/Thor, Bruce Banner/Betty Ross, Peggy Carter & Tony Stark, Peggy Carter & Howard Stark, Peggy Carter & Phil Coulson, Loki & Thor (Marvel), Steve Rogers & Tony Stark, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov

Additional Tags: Battle of New York (Marvel), Alien Invasion, The Tesseract (Marvel), Loki's Scepter (Marvel)

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[midnight-blue-blood]

"Hm." Fina crosses her legs at the ankle. Her gaze softens as she delves inward for the much loved story.

"Your Michael was not born Michael, though I know not his first name. He was born in the land between the rivers. Perhaps he was a contemporary of my lineage's proginator... or perhaps not. Much of our earliest known history comes from Mesopotamia, yes? Of course it would. Where the kine gather, the Kindred play. There is a theory that we created the first cities for the same reason kine created pasture-

...Oh. Hm. Tangents."

She clicks her teeth together. The longer she speaks, the more the small motions of false life fade from her.

"As many of our kind did then, he ruled as a god over the living. There was something that happened, an invasion, that sent him fleeing. He renamed himself Beshter and subsequently was lost to history for some time.

He reappears in Rome. He had quite the hand in the art, yes? Of course, who else but your clan could have pushed the arts so far? Quite the influence... During this time he took two lovers. A Ventrue known as Antonius and a Tzimisce known as Dracon.

Now, what do you suppose a Toreador, a Tzimisce, and a Ventrue can do when they put their minds to it? Particularly ones that already have centuries and millenia behind them?"

[Private: RP Thread] @notthatmonroe

The haven is not quite what someone would expect. Or, perhaps, it is precisely what one would expect. The house is likely not much younger than the city itself. It is set back from the road. The grounds are taken over by a lush garden decades in the making, the stragically placed tall grasses and trees hiding the haven from the world around it.

In the spring and summer the garden must be a dazzling display of color. This late in autumn, however, it is a wash of vivid reds and golds.

A single light is on, shining through the curtains of a front window.

[knight-parzival]

request with holy cinnamons 

[larysa1967]

♦ Архангел Михаил (Михаэль Бештер, , Саббатиил, Св.Михаил). Астрология и эзотерика, видео ​http://ezop.pp.ua/posts/290-arhangel-mihail-mihael-beshter-sabbatiil-sv-mihail.html Имя Михаил означает «подобный Богу» или «тот, кто выглядит, как Бог». Архангел Михаил — лидер среди архангелов. Он занимается организацией ангелов, известных как «Силы». Он контролирует жизненное предназначение работников Света. Его главная функция — избавление Земли и ее обитателей от страхов, отравляющих их души. Людей, с которыми он работает, называют «Работниками Света», и Михаил поручает им заниматься духовным обучением и целительской работой на бытовом или даже профессиональном уровне. .....Михаил вдохновляет Работников Света с того самого времени, когда он жил в Эдемском саду, где обучал Адама возделывать землю, вести хозяйство и заботиться о семье. Жанна Д’арк говорила своим инквизиторам, что именно архангел Михаил дал ей указание и наделил смелостью возглавить Францию во время столетней войны. .....В 1950 году он был канонизирован как Святой Михаил, покровитель полицейских, потому что он помогает совершать героические поступки и придает отвагу. .....Архангел Михаил очень высокого роста, привлекательной наружности, обычно при себе носит саблю, которой отсекает от нас страхи. Если Михаил рядом, можно увидеть искры или вспышки ярко-голубого или фиолетового цвета. Михаил представляет собой огненную энергию. Михаил обладает невероятной способностью чинить электрическое и механическое оборудование, включая компьютеры. .....Михаил направляет и наставляет тех, кто чувствует себя растерянным, испытывает трудности с определением жизненной цели или карьерным ростом. Он стимулирует к действию тех, у кого отсутствует мотивация, и тех, кто испытывает страх. Михаил дает нам указания, какой шаг следует предпринять дальше. Помогает: В преданности и верности убеждениям. Выбирать и поддерживать направление, быть смелым. Оставаться исполненным жизненных сил и энергии. Во всех аспектах жизненного предназначения. Защищает и мотивирует. Очищает пространство и способствует духовному определению, росту самооценки и собственной значимости. Цвет ауры архангела: темно-фиолетовый. Кристалл: сугилит. Мо https://www.instagram.com/p/BwTZyI_HcBM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=m1i7g91f90z4

[divinemercyvietnameseradio]

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