#dana scully x reader

[take-it-on-the-run]

Dana Scully Playlist

"The truth is out there, but so are lies."

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A/N: I think I should preface this playlist by saying I think I may be projecting here. But hey, if nothing else that's what Tumblr's meant for, right? Anyway, I love Scully's character and I'll be damned if she doesn't deserve the happiest of endings in the history of ever.

Rhiannon // Fleetwood Mac

She rings like a bell through the night; and wouldn't you love to love her?

Blackbird // The Beatles

All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free

Dana Scully // Ton-Tuan

The silver lining to being lonely is; you never have to be good company

Anemone // The Brian Jonestown Massacre

You know that I try; try to tell you the truth; oh baby don't make me cry

Your Best American Girl // Mitski

Well, I'm not the moon; I'm not even a star; but awake at night I'll be singing to the birds; don't wait for me, I can't come

Working for the Knife // Mitski

I always thought the choice was mine; and I was right, but I just chose wrong; I start the day lying and end with the truth; that I'm dying for the knife

A Pearl // Mitski

You love me so hard and I still can't sleep; you're growing tired of me; and all the things I don't talk about

I, Carrion (Icarian) // Hozier

If the wind turns, if I hit a squall; allow the ground to find its brutal way to me

not a lot, just forever // Adrianne Lenker

I could be a good mother

Velvet Ring // Big Thief

Love is a gentle thing; yours is thicker than a velvet ring

I Know The End // Phoebe Bridgers

Over the coast, everyone's convinced; its a government drone or an alien spaceship; either way, we're not alone; I'll find a new place to be from

Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call // Bleachers

So don't tell them what you told me; don't hold me like you know me; I would rather burn forever; but you should know that I died slow

Last Words of a Shooting Star // Mitski

I always wanted to die clean and pretty; but i'd be too busy on working days; so I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted; I couldn't have changed anyways

Twenty Long Years // Lord Huron

20 long years ago; I made a life out of chasing a ghost; I got along for a while I guess; but it took everything I had

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[darkenedreaper]

Pairing: Dana Scully x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Slight angst, light fluff, light smut

Summary: You and Dana have a history and are forced to work with one another, but feelings come flooding back when you see her partner in crime, Mulder

A/N: Been in the drafts for a while and I’m thirsty

Jealousy Does All Sorts (1)

You and Dana had gone through college and university with each other before she joined the FBI. You had wild night outs in university, in the prescience of simply each other and friends. Wild nights for you and Dana consisted of a few different meanings. It could’ve simply been a night out with all your friends drinking, a night out getting drunk with the pure intention to have crazy sex somewhere, a crazy sex night itself, studying and testing each other, or ordering takeaway and watching a movie. Although you were close and intimate with each other neither of you confirmed what you really were. Perhaps that’s why it was so easy for her to go her own way, at least you thought it was easy for her. You knew she wanted to join the FBI, you did yourself but things changed for you within a short time. Rather than continuing on down your career path alongside Scully you decided to join the military on short notice. You said to yourself you’d do it for a few months for the experience but little did you know a few months would turn into a few years. When you both graduated you drifted apart suddenly, your deployment was a few days after the graduation and Dana had her own plans starting the FBI as soon as she could. You never said goodbye to each other but you knew where the other was going. Neither you nor Dana kept in touch with anyone from University, everyone moved on.

A few years down the line you were a Captain for a few squads, you’d seen the enemy die, comrades die, you’d had your fair share of new recruits come and go. You were still young and you wanted to chase the FBI role before you were dedicated to the army for life, so you left. Your team threw a ‘party’ for you and sent you off with a stern salute. Dana had also seen her fair share of things over the years in her job. She’d seen things you couldn’t make up or draw on paper, but she was happy to say the least. She was partnered with Mulder and had been with him since she started, so the two of them were relatively close; him more so open about it than her. She was snapped out of her daydreaming and thinking by Mulder, he was joking about the new intake that was about to arrive. This intake didn’t need any training or a shadow phase of any sort, this intake would’ve been interviewed on skills, qualifications and background. Mulder liked to make fun of them and pick them apart, say that joining the job that way was the easy way in, or calling them a bunch of frauds. Scully didn’t like to take much notice of Mulder picking because she knew how extensive and experienced the background of the individuals had to be. She would question Mulder on it because after all they were the same rank.

You waited in the canteen fiddling with your new badge ‘Agent L/N’, it could grant you access to places and rooms you couldn’t access as a civilian let alone a Captain in the army. You’d be lying to yourself if you said Dana hadn’t been on your mind since your application got accepted. You never forgot what she looked like, you were sure she’d work here but you doubted yourself. There was every chance she could’ve walked past you and you hadn’t recognised her. But no that wouldn’t have happened. The mental and physical training you received from the army, your brain wouldn’t let you forget such a significant face. You looked a little different to what you did in University. You looked a little more stoic, your eyes had seen more than the normal citizen. You had a small but aging battle scar on the top of your eyelid cutting up to your eyebrow. Your hair was different, you were lean, but other than that nothing else had changed, at least you thought.

Your intake hadn’t been given offices just yet. It was still being worked out if anyone was going to be sharing an office or having their own. You wished for your own, you were a little bit more reserved now after being betrayed by who you thought were teammates but really were working for the enemy. But still you tried to keep a positive outlook for life. After examining the canteen and the agents in it, you thought it was chilled and relaxed. Your thought were interrupted when the boss came to speak to your intake, announcing those that got their own offices, and those that would share. You were pleased to see the sight you saw when you left the elevator and walked down a corridor. ‘Y/n L/, Special Agent was written on a piece of paper blu-tacked to the door whilst your plaque was on its way. You scanned around seeing some storage rooms, Skinners office, a break room, a meeting room, some other agents rooms, and a Fox Mulder Special Agent, was 4 doors down from you. You made a mental note of the names that were in your corridor. Unlocking your door with your new key you had a look around in your new office, it was cold looking, neat but cold. There was chalkboards and cork boards, a computer, a chair, another desk and a spare chair that was facing your desk. And there were some spare supplies for you to decorate your office with. There was a metal locker and a projector. Stuff that would come into use. You were happy to see that the clock was working because it read that it was lunchtime. Heading down to the canteen you slung your lanyard that carried your badge and key on it around your neck and shut your door to lock it.

Just as you were turning round a red haired woman flashed passed your eyes at the bottom of the corridor. You didn’t see her face but you couldn’t shake the colour of her hair. She was only short and petite, she was dressed and seemed to move elegantly. It was a flash, a blur even, but she was making her way into Fox Mulders room. You tried to shake it off, tried to shake Scully off of your mind. It was your first day and you didn’t want to piss anyone off. Off to the canteen you went, with a redhead on your mind. You didn’t really eat dinner. It was a little much and after being out the military for 2 or 3 months it was too much compared to what you ate there, so you pushed it around. Thinking about Dana you felt happy, sad, and angry. She left you, she dropped you like it was nothing and never made any effort to contact you. You thought you would’ve received a letter, but nothing. She knew you joined the army and nothing. You felt betrayed but you promised yourself that even if you did work 4 doors down from her you wouldn’t let it affect you work. You were here for change, here for a new start. Just as you stood up with a full plate of food if it wasn’t for your reflexes you would’ve spilt the food all over yourself and the man standing in front of you. “Good reflexes, let me guess, ex-professional circus actor?” He chuckled but your face didn’t change. He held his badge up to you showing you his name ‘Fox Mulder’, you tilted your head and he clocked on that you knew his name. “Ahh I see you know me, have you seen my name in the papers, on awards, at the bottom of case files?” “No”, you stated. He awkwardly nodded his head but explained that he saw a new name on the door that he been empty and had been on the hunt for you. “How’d you know what I look like from my name?” You asked, “I didn’t know whatcha looked like, but I’ve asked a hundred other girls if they’re Agent L/n but it seems like I’ve hit the jackpot. Leave that there and I’ll come up and show you where I am”. “That’s not necessary Agent Mulder I already know”. You were putting your plate back down when he shouted back already walking off, “Just Mulder is fine, come on”.

You rolled your eyes, following a trail of sun seeds Mulder had dropped on the floor. Walking slightly behind him you pulled out a gold lighter and sparked up a cigarette to calm your nerves, remembering this was the same room the red haired woman walked into.

🤭

Part 2 coming soon

[dullwaterlily]

🌷 𝐱 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬 🌷

~ fox mulder ~

~ dana scully ~

[buzziightqueer]

trying to find scully reader fics to feed my delusions

[dumb1nd3]

why are there no dana scully x reader fics on here. do i have to do it myself

[veentriliogy]

i fr fr need request. im dying to write something over here

[thursdaygxrls]

….ummm what if i wrote for scully and mulder???

[the-fandom-abyss]

I saw the first sentence prompt and thought I would send this through

“Well I’m the replacement, always have been, since the moment I was born”

“Well I’m the replacement, always have been, since the moment I was born” This was not what Fox pictured when introducing his younger sister. He thought you would shake Dana’s hand, exchange some pleasantries, maybe ask about a case. Definitely not this.

“Don’t say that, you’re not” the exaggerated sigh followed by an eye roll was enough to communicate this was a life long discussion between the siblings. “Sure I was, why grieve when you can have another?” Dana was surprised at how open you were, after all, you had only just met.

“What makes you the replacement?” Dana was curious to say the least. “After what happened with Sam, they wanted to repair Fox and the now broken family. So they tried for another and here I am. Everything I owned was Sam’s and once I grew too old, they shaped my life to match what they pictured for her”.

“That sounds awful, I’m sorry that you had to experience that” Dana’s tone was sincere, she empathised with you as she was aware of the hold Sam has on Mulder. A thank you was shared before you began to make your way towards Mulder.

Dana gently reached for your arm, holding you in place. Her fingers were soft on your skin, her thumb tracing calming patterns. “If it brings you comfort, you will always be just Y/N to me” A shy smile curved your lips, Dana had no idea the weight of her words, it’s all you ever wanted.

First Sentence Prompt

[sustiawan-author]

You guys put me up to this (lol). Here are some of my thoughts on how I think The X-Files could've been improved? At least show-wise. Reddit was being unnecessarily cynical about this so let's just take these here.

Plot patterns. It gets repetitive my love like </3 I'm sure you've all seen the memes, but every episode goes through the exact same order: something strange happens, Scully hands the file to Mulder or the other way around, Mulder puts up a strong but absurd theory about what could've been a cause for such absurdity, Scully denies it with "scientific" cynicism, and the end of the episode concludes Mulder being right. It's almost always this way. And the lack of variety in plot structure, not to mention for how long the show went on, made it feel... old? Like for once I want Scully to be right about her gut, or maybe let's see them both be wrong, or let's explore many other structurally varied points to vamp it up a bit.

This, in turn, kind of pissed me off? Cause in the beginning, I loved Scully to bits. She was cynically funny, snarky, logical, and says what's true in-your-face. But when the pattern of Mulder being right about his preconceived theories gets used repeatedly, and we still see her emit the same snarky stubbornness and supposed "scientific" cynicysm even when put forth with the fact that what Mulder says has a 98% chance of being true, it just makes her seem like a bitter and, in turn, illogical character.

We need more POC </3 I know it was the 90s, but if a kids' show like Barney & Friends can even do it, I don't see the excuse lol.

I mostly see such potential for Scully's character. She could've been a strong woman in an otherwise male-dominated environment, who's both empathetic, emotionally intelligent & emotionally available, gentle, and kind, but also does not take any disrespect — but instead we get a cardboard-stale robot. I know she's smart, but along the way she became so in ally with the system that I feel like Mulder was working through these otherwise unconventional cases all by himself. I'm not saying she should jump up and cheer him on like an overeager college girl but it would've been somewhat a nice change to see genuine self awareness coming from her.

I know they tried to depict Fox as dysfunctional when Dana's not around, but to be real, I think these characters were created purposely as polarized extremes of two archetypes. They need to be more humanized in a way that makes... a bit more sense sociologically!

I really wish their banter was just pure banter and not bordering on insults or physical attacks on eo and then slapping a rubber duck-patterned band-aid over it and call it Quality TV Romance. Lolz.

Mulder and Scully being so good together onscreen is mainly and mostly courtesy of Gillian Anderson & David Duchovny's chemistry </3

I wish they could've stayed good friends and kin instead of lovers. I really wished that by the first few episodes of the series. If they wanted to make the insults and physical humor between the two work, it would've been more heartwarming to see them get together in a way a found family would be protective of one another — even through the various chastising lol.

That's it for now 💀 I love this show to bits, but as an author, there are times where we need to do a bit of a surgery-review to certain fictional works and observe them not just through a lens of unbridled admiration and love, but also a constructively critical approach especially through the basis of being a fan of the series/movie/book. Let me know what you think though! ♡

@california-112

I've got some HOT NEWS unpopular opinions for you guys about The X-Files that would probably put me in an actual FBI watchlist but if I get enough notes on this post I might as well just put myself up for it.

[httpjupiterbby]

i hate it here so i will go to secret gardens in my mind (fictional women)

[take-it-on-the-run]

Dana Scully → 'Starbuck'

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[luvfo00l]

Some of my favourite fox Mulder hcs

Pairings: Fox Mulder x F!FBI!reader

Warnings: these are SFW and NSFW, MDNI below the cut!

SFW

Fox’s love language is physical touch, anytime of the day, you could just be looking at a case at your desk, he would lean over from his desk to feel your hand.

Whenever you steal his glasses he blushes almost uncontrollably, he just thinks you’re so cute.

totally writes you love notes and letters, leaving them around your desk and when you two live together he leaves them around the apartment.

Mulder is a surprisingly protective lover, he’s the sort to put his arms around your waist if another man was ever looking at you, he’d kiss your neck too

You two on a case of some crazy X file and Mulder getting bored in the car and singing along to the radio.

Whenever you feel upset he doesn’t leave your side, like at all

Fox is a super romantic man, he could see you’re cold on a case in the middle of the night and give you his big trench coat that was significantly too big for you.

He absolutely adores when you do his makeup, there’s something about you practicing your makeup on him that he just really thinks your concentration is cute.

The first time Fox realised you had taken his heart was when you got sent to work with him on a case in the middle of nowhere Oregon when you were focused on reading, he just..fell for you.

NSFW

Fox Mulder is a switch. You cannot tell me otherwise.

He likes when you wear his glasses and ride him, it just makes him so hard.

He likes missionary and cowgirl.

He REALLY likes your ass in pencil skirts..

Mulder is a tits man, he just loves squishing them, putting his head on them and obviously putting his cock between them.

You two once had sex in a rental car on a case.

You wanna know why he always wears that long coat? To hide his damn boner when you bend over in a skirt or trousers.

Remember when I said physical touch is his love language, it has two meanings..

He LOVES when you leave hickeys on his neck, people in the FBI don’t really call him ‘spooky Mulder’ when they realise his ‘innocent’ little girlfriend gave him those hickeys.

He absolutely loves when you sit on his lap and when you grind on his lap he just loses it completely.

Sorry guys this is my first time ever writing for Mulder so I hope I did good :)

[xalphafox]

I WASNT THE ONLY ONE!! Literally my reaction as she just lifted that bitch like she weighed absolutely nothing. At first I was like??? Did this just happen or did I have a weird ass daydream cause goddamn! And she was fast too like the way she sprinted between the rooms as if she was not carrying a whole ass other human being on her shoulder

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Someone please have mercy on us and bestow us with a fic of this (and tag me so I can see please)

okay so, i've recently been watching a lot of X-Files, and i'm about halfway though the second series. there was this one episode ("Firewalker") where Dana was handcuffed to this woman who had a fungal infection, which was going to make her trachea explode and kill her. Dana knew this was going to happen and fucking picked her up and threw her over her shoulder and ran carrying her. my gay arse was left sitting there like 👁️👄👁️ oh my god oh my fucking jesus, not be a lesbian but oh my fucking lord 🥵. and just sitting and thinking about how hot that was and how much i wish that was me. so, to round this post off: if you're seeing this and you write reader-insert fanfics, or ones with specific readers, could you possibly pretty please write one with Dana Scully set in canon-time period and canon everything really. no smut please, just angst or fluff or whatever. for me, please 🥺? if you do, please tag me so i know where to look for it.

love ya 😘 xx

[veentriliogy]

Saw your requests as open, I was wondering if you could do Dana x reader on a mission together? The reader could be fem or gender neutral, whatever is more comfortable for you. Basically, the reader has both the body and mind, accompanying the agents on the mission, but they absolutely do not got along with planes. So could you please write Dana caring for and comforting a severely motion sick reader? If not, that's totally all right and I'll understand!

Plane Sick- Dana Scully X Fem Reader

Warnings: Mentions of vomiting and sickness

All Ages Welcomed

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I totally hate planes. I wish Skinner would have just let

me drive to the scene on my own. But then again I

would not want to leave Scully here on the plane on her

own with the others. I gripped the edge of the sink so

hard my knuckles were turning a deathly shade of

white. My stomach heaved and i shuffled over to the

toilet and relieved my stomach. A knock was heard on

the door. "Yes, who's there?" "It's me Dana love, are you

doing alright there, I'm worried because you have been

in there for a while after running off from our hugging

session on the plan.. I'm wondering if i was the cause of

it and if I made you uncomfortable in any way or form.

My sincerest apologies to you." I flushed the toilet and

shakily got up on my feet and washed my hands and

face with water. I opened the door and grabbed Dana's

arm and pulled her into the bathroom before shutting

the door and locking it."Dana.. there is nothing wrong

with our relationship. I'm so sorry if you got that

impression. I'm just a little plane-" I didn't get to finish

my sentence before running over to the toilet and

throwing up my stomach once more. I slide down on

the wall to the floor filling queasy and dizzy. Dana

moved over towards me and sat down on the floor of

the cramped plane bathroom's floor. She ran her

fingers through my hair."I would have never known. Ill

run and get you a ginger ale and we can stay in here

just in case you feel nauseous again. I gave her a weak

smile. I cannot believe im so lucky to have someone like

Dana Scully in my life.

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FWWWWWHHHHHH!!!! Thank you guys so much for reading!! And thank you anonymous for being my first request!

[thursdaygxrls]

so this is probably a little annoying BUT i want to get back into writing on tumblr, so

does anyone have any requests?? i recently updated the list of characters i write for, which can be found here. lmk guys :)

[the-fandom-abyss]

“Do you believe in miracles?” This can be for your first sentence request

“Do you believe in miracles?” The question caught Dana by surprise, she was focused on the task at hand. When she invited you into this space, it is often met with a quiet environment as she works.

“I might, why?” Her eyes never left the microscope, studying the dead cells that sat on the glass slide.

“Is seeing believing, Agent Scully?” This piqued her interest. It wasn’t odd for you to ask questions out of the blue, but she felt that this was different. She turned her sight from the microscope to you, her eyes searching for an answer to your questions. “I’m about the facts and how they present, so yes”

She watched as a soft smile graced your lips as you leaned your hand on the table. Her brows furrowed, she hasn’t seen this side of you before. She leant back in her chair, eyes following you carefully. “It’s time to believe” was followed by a kiss to her cheek, a pink shade coloured her skin.

Dana was lost in thought, her mind swirling with what had happened, what it all meant. She wasn’t given a chance to question before you left the room, leaving her with her thoughts. She shook her head, trying to refocus on her work. When she looked down the scope, the cells below danced, they were now alive.

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