#basichumanform

[drdumaurier]

Stella hates that she's been so busy with work as of late. Mentally, she curses her incompetent co-workers for being unable to do things themselves, but she's all smiles when she swoops into Bedelia's house. She comes bearing a bottle of very expensive wine (and herself of course), and when she spots the other, she swoops in with a surprisingly tender kiss. "Hello there, birthday girl," she purrs, "Sorry it's a bit late, but to be fair, I did cross the ocean for you, so I hope you understand."

Bedelia’s birthday was the 31st

     It isn’t that she hates her birthday, but it isn’t usual for her to celebrate it. Tonight is no different and with Stella absent, Bedelia plans to open a good bottle of wine and a good book. Of course that plan changes as soon as the other woman appears in her field of vision.   ❝ I don’t remember having left the door open. Did a superintendent from Scotland Yard really break into my house? I might have to report it to her superior. ❞   Raising an eyebrow, she attempts to look serious for a second before smiling; she is happier than she cares to admit that she won’t spend her birthday alone.   ❝ I’m glad to see you. ❞

[foxbelieve]

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“If you could quit being a tease for a minute, maybe I could get my theory across.” Mulder was really having a hard time around Stella, no pun intended. Everything about her teased and taunted him, and he wanted her just so badly, but they needed to be professional. “That is, if you want to hear what I have to say.” 

[whpsiedaisies]

; *    .GIBSON, STELLA ; *    .  / @basichumanform cont. 

there is a slight glint in his eye, mischievous as he shakes her hand, he LIKED her already, she was at least honest, though he looks at his sister in mock DISAPPOINTMENT.  ❝that isn’t anything new, juni likes to believe she keeps things quiet ❞ he hears a clearing of breath in the background and imagines she has a face like thunder.

turning, his predictions are correct and he laughs this time, pulling juni in to drape an arm around her though she is CLEARLY annoyed, her body stiffening as she folds her arms.  ❝yet i’ve heard so much about you❞ as soon as jakob reaches for her head to give her hair a knowingly embarrassing scruff he feels a pinch under his upper arm and he yelps lightly, brows knitting into a frown - one of the only places she knew she could hurt him. 

❝thank-you jakob. ❞  she breaths, giving him a light shove before untangling herself from him. he shrugs, giving her a side smile and stella a full smile. 

❝and when are you back? jean keeps complaining-you should come and MEET everyone. ❞ he regards stella. juni interrupts him immediately, speaking rather loudly. 

  ❝isabel is in the kitchen- she’d be quite annoyed if she found out her uncle was lingering for too long without saying hello. ❞ jakob shakes his head, though he is still smiling and puts his hands up in defeat. 

❝stella, it was nice to meet you. finally ❞  he added the last bit on, just to make juni SQUIRM and left to find isabel. juni stood, flabbergasted a frown pulling at her brows. 

❝ i’m so sorry, i forgot he was coming. ❞ 

[dubitavero]

"Dana.. I need you to understand... how much you matter to me." Eyes flutter shut and her jaw clenches. She hates this bit. She sucks at it. "I'm sorry. I'm terrible at this. What I'm trying to say is.. I care about you, and I thought.. well I didn't think that was possible for me. So if you want to be with Mulder, that's fine. I just.. I thought you deserve to know how incredible you are. You made Scotland Yard's ice queen fall for you." A self-deprecating smile. "I thought you deserved that."

Scully clutches her travel bag in one hand, the other on the door handle of her hotel room. She’d let the room answering machine get the phone call she knew would be coming, but hearing Stella’s voice crackle on the other end now breaks her heart. Her watch tells her that she has very little time to catch her flight home, back to Mulder’s recently exhumed body, back to the life she thought she’d made peace with leaving behind. Her heart is torn into a thousand pieces, her brain foggy. The baby in her belly kicks and reminds her to move, to do something. 

She closes the door behind her, makes her way down to the lobby and out to the misty morning streets of London, and gives her taxi driver the address to Scotland Yard instead of Heathrow Airport.

[violatingbliss-blog]

     “ i’d say you’re being exceptionally presumptuous . ”

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[etfilio-blog1]

@basichumanform  ( starter call )

“If you lift me to the top of the fridge I’ll let you keep whatever I find up there.” 

[recklesswanderer]

@basichumanform ( starter call ) 

she’s eating an oreo and standing on a chair. “you have a very kind face. and wonderful oreos.” 

[agentdoggettarchive]

@basichumanform ( continued ) 

“i can firmly say this is a first. i’ve had killer bats. killer flies. killer children. killer microscopic glowing sea creatures. but clowns? no, that’s far too human for the likes of the x-files.” 

[bitterdeadguy]

@basichumanform cont’d for reasons.

         “ uhhhhh . . . ” okay, that’s a FAIR question. he scratches the back of his head. “ well, ya see . . . your door was open. ” yeah, shane was NEVER a good liar --- even living; he was a terrible fucking liar.

[justicescreaming]

Skinner sighed as Karen told him that there was a visitor waiting for him in his office.  After two hours spent with Agents Mulder and Scully, trying to argue their ridiculous theories, he was in no mood for unexpected visitors.  But it was his job.  Skinner ordered the visitor sent in.

“Ma’am,” he said, getting to his feet as she entered.  He noted her striking resemblence to Agent Scully.  “What can I do for you today?”

@basichumanform

[drdumaurier]

@basichumanform asked: “ the problem is you keep thinking i’m a good person. ”

Angst & post-angst

     ❝ Is that so? What will happen next? You will tell me that I should stay away because you’re bad for me? Do you truly believe you’re the first one to tell me this? ❞   Stella shouldn’t be the target of her anger, nothing of what is happening is her fault even if she seems to think so, but the exhaustion Bedelia feels is taking its toll on her. She has been pushing herself way past her limits by masking the pain in any way she can. It should have been only for a few days, the time to finish a paper, but it has been going on for weeks now, weeks of numbness that would have continued if Stella hadn’t intervened. She should have stayed away, it’s easier when Bedelia is alone and not allowing anyone to see the two sides of her that cohabit without ever meeting each other, two lives in a way. If only the other hadn’t found out about the other side, but it’s too late now to pretend, Bedelia can only hope she will leave. She doesn’t want her to leave.   ❝ Perhaps if you stopped thinking what I do is your fault, you would stop blaming yourself so much. We all cope with life in different ways, so if you cannot accept mine without constantly feeling guilty about it, it might be best for you to leave. ❞ 

[dubitavero]

@basichumanform / con

Lips pursed, Scully sets a newly unwrapped picture frame on a bookshelf. Stella hides something for a moment, diverts attention like a magician pulling a trick- but Scully stays the course, truly a sailor’s daughter. “What can I do to help you, honey?”

[resistinstinct]

first off, happy birthday my angel!! let me start this out by telling you how much i love you??? you mean the world to me, honestly, and our friendship is one i value and am so grateful for. i’m glad you made that move to panic follow me all those months ago now, and i’m grateful that you’ve given me a chance to be your friend. you’re an amazing person, and you’re so kind, and i can’t imagine my life without you at this point. thank you for being you. love you lots, and happy birthday! | @basichumanform — xoxo manon ♥

[the-expendableconcubine]

     if stella was to see his face now, she’d be met with something close to a smug grin that’s spread across his lips. there’s no missing the way she presses back a little, and will can hardly help but give a small, but CONFIDENT squeeze. “ not so important? huh, and yet you’re still looking. is...HANDSY a problem? because i mean if it is -- ” he gives another squeeze before his hands sit idly still. “ -- i can stop? ”

                           @basichumanform from here ;;

[afraidofchange]

@basichumanform - con’t. 

  With such a sly suggestion, Marcia Silvani’s glass is raised to her lips, but her dark gaze never leaves the superintendent, taking in the way the light of the bar illuminates her sharp, prominent profile. She samples an imported French merlot, but her interest remains decidedly English.

  “Mm, I’d like to offer you the opportunity,” finishing the glass, she sets it down, dismisses the bartender when offered another. Beneath the bar counter, however, her hand finds Stella’s knee. “I’m very good at what I do, Detective.”

[souveniirs]

MOODBOARD —

charlie dupuis   &&   stella gibson.