#i love him as mulder

[scullys-xfiles]

The hottest nerd

[sapphosboy]

I don’t think we talk enough about the fact that the tenth Doctor canonically tried to kill himself after losing Rose and he would’ve succeeded if Donna hadn’t stopped him

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Gaslighter? I hardly know her!

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[windwenn]

He's telling her about the squishy rock conspiracy

[sentientsky]

mulder wrote this, didn’t he?

[bisexualfbiagents]

THE X FILES | Sanguinarium (4.06)

[enoughslices]

okay i just rewatched the pilot clip where mulder and scully first meet ✨FOR SCIENCE✨ (to confirm a minor throwaway detail in a fic i'm working on, why am i like this) and

mulder is such a dork (affectionate) lol, like,,,,

this is the early 90s, before google. scully has only found out she's being assigned to the x-files literal minutes before she meets mulder. we see her getting the assignment. they tell her to contact him shortly, then it cuts to her going to find him.

mulder probably has his ways of getting early information within the bureau but he can't have known about this for too long, and yet he has procured her senior thesis (!!! - again, this would have been much harder to do than it is now and i feel that the lone gunmen may have helped with this), read it, and - and i cannot emphasize this enough - prepared a slideshow. his whole initial encounter with her gives the impression that he rehearsed it in the mirror, many times. mulder, basically: ":gleefully turns off lights: hey dr. scully, think you know SKIN CONDITIONS!? :clicks to next slide: think you know CHEMISTRY?!? :clicks to next slide: here are several more bodies!!!! in various locations!!!!! :click click click: this is where i will confront you about bureau policy on unexplained phenomena, which is definitely above your pay grade! :sardonic stage whisper: do you believe in 👽ALIUMS👽??? :ironic chuckle: Of course you don't! :jumps on table, not actually but spiritually: NOW WE WILL HAVE HEATED DISCOURSE ABOUT WHAT IS FANTASTIC!!!!! couple's trip to oregon, scully, btw we are married now, see you tomorrow morning!"

scully:

she loves him, i love him, you love him, we all love him, he gets an A on his rehearsed monologue, theater kids staying winning.

[california-112]

Meanwhile I've quit the FBI and become a spokesperson for the Ab-Roller.

[cracklingclavicle]

you're telling me they took a flight and spent three hours in commute to see a "desecrated body" bc secretly mulder wanted to take scully to a game date??? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS MAN

[benoitblanc]

doggett in 8.01 is SOOOO fucking funny to me in an absolutely awful way because he just has NO idea what is going on. homeboy brings mulder’s gravestone into the office, tells scully that he thinks mulder killed himself, then asks her, dana scully, his codependent basement soulmate of the past eight years over whom he nearly ACTUALLY killed himself MULTIPLE times, how well she knew him. at this point in the narrative scully is ACTIVELY PREGNANT WITH MULDER’S CHILD. read the ROOM john

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

thinking about how mulder loves to get scully a gift, usually terribly heartfelt, even if disguised as something flippant:

the superbowl vhs tape he brings her when she wakes up from her coma in one breath (and her deadpan "i knew there was a reason to live")

tickets for a football game to watch together in irresistible

bringing her flowers to the hospital in memento mori (he lies, saying he stole them from a guy with broken legs to make her laugh)

the birthday keychain in tempus fugit (and when she finds a meaning to it, he claims "i just thought it was a pretty cool keychain")

that is a man who is always thinking about her.

[pdwoozi]

4.17 Tempus Fugit

[inkmage13]

Happy Mulder Day (state holiday of Massachusetts)

[jtt-033-1613]

matching pfp for me and WHO 😭🫡

[vampirewalterskinner]

Fox Mulder is not smooth!!!!! He cannot get ladies with ease!!! He’s not a skilled fighter!!! He’s a nerd!!! He talks about weird, outlandish things!!! He was tired of always losing his gun in a fight so he now carries two!!! He trips at crime scenes!!! He calls sexy hotlines bc he’s lonely!!! He proudly talks about his porn collection!!! His closest friends are three conspiracy theory nerds (affectionate)!!! He throws pencils at the ceiling!!! He blurts obscure knowledge to throw people off!!! He hates authority figures!!! He cries a lot!!! He loves being held!!! He loves his sister!!!

Someone else tag in and keep this going, I’m tired of yelling about how much I love this dork.

[pennyserenade]

thinking about mulder and scully and how gentle he was with her when she was lying there in the hospital dying. he walked into the room with a wide grin and held her hand and kissed her cheek, and spoke to her in hushed, conspiratorial tones, and everything was life or death but it was so quiet, so unimportant, as he sat by her side and looked at her. mulder looked as happy as he’d ever been, sitting there with her, and it wasn’t because he was; he wasn’t. he knew that she was dying, that they were coming upon the moment when she was no longer going to be with him sooner rather than later, and he was crushed by the weight of it, by the impossibility of it. when he came to see her again and she was sleeping, looking pallid and defeated, he slumped against her bed and cried on his knees in the dark—quiet, body wracking sobs she never knew about, because he never wanted her to know how weak her being weak made him. with the weight of impending death, mulder gave scully the most of life, all that he wished she could’ve received but hadn’t: that coddling, that affection, the beautiful mundaneness of domestic bliss. he listened to her—really listened to her. and he really loved her, loved her like a husband, or a boyfriend, loved her the way a better man would’ve.

and then when scully got better, when the cloud of death evaporated and she appeared before him with color in her cheeks and flirtation on her tongue, he took it back. gone were the days of all that soft love and affection and back was the mulder and scully of old. he sidetracked their team bonding workshop, pointedly ignored the glaring fact that scully agreed he needed to work on his communication, and got them stranded in the depths of the floridian forest. even better, he let her coddle him, let her hold him close to her chest and made her sing him a song as they shivered through the night and watched out for monsters that could kill them, because he couldn’t handle it. the idea of being anything to scully other than what he had been before — a nuisance, a challenge, a partner — terrified him so badly he went into overdrive trying to reinforce those uncomplicated roles again. it wasn’t that he didn’t love her. he did — he loved her to the point of insanity, to the point of self destruction (something she so worried about). he just didn’t know how to love scully when it wasn’t dire. he loved her so much that he could not stand the idea of failing her with anything inadequate and half baked. he was glad to give it to her when it was dire, but when it came to life long devotion, he needed a few more years.