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[leiascully]

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This is one of those series that you can’t stop...

Good news: Part 13 is posted, part 14 should be up this weekend sometime (once I finish it) and I imagine Part 15 will happen next week.  I even have a tag for it to make it easier to find on my tumblr.

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[peacenik0]

@illnevermeettheground same, girl same

adhd breakdowns are whack because ur bawling ur eyes out over some insignificant bullshit while simultaneously being unable to rid ur head of the chorus of All I Want For Christmas Is You

[peacenik0]

How They Met

A/N: Happy Friday Folks! We’re in the home stretch of this series! This is the last chapter before the epilogue, and I worked really hard to make this one satisfying. There’s angst, but then a whole lot of sugary fluff. Seriously, it may be the fluffiest thing I’ve ever written!

Tagging: @today-in-fic​ @txf-fic-chicks​ @improlificinsarcasm​

Chapter 6

Friday, May 13th, 1994. 6:32 AM Two pink lines. Dana Scully can’t breathe. She’s pregnant. How did she let this happen? In past relationships, she had always been so careful with birth control. Condoms, spermicide, birth control pills. Yet too often she finds herself throwing caution to the wind with Mulder, and that scares her. Really chills her to the bone. Not to mention that the timing couldn’t be worse for an unplanned pregnancy. This is the biggest case of her life, certainly of her career. She’s thirty years old and a family isn’t supposed to come for another three to four years. That’s the plan. But she’s finding that her plans have a way of changing when it comes to Fox Mulder. Thoughts swirl in her head. She lists out her options and considers each one. Abortion doesn’t feel right, neither does adoption. But if she does decide to keep the baby, what then? A thought of Mulder holding their baby in his arms pops into her brain. It makes her heart feel warm. But what if Mulder doesn’t even want children? He’s certainly not ready for a family. Right? Even though thinking about telling him in person makes her panic, she knows it wouldn’t be right to tell him over the phone. It’s Friday, after all, maybe he’ll be willing to hop on the next flight? Years of mass and a liturgy of prayers won’t do her any good now, but she crosses herself anyway. Her fingers tremble as she picks up her phone.

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Thanks be to @i-gaze-at-scully​ my beautiful internet wife who inspired part of this chapter. Also to @baronessblixen​ for always being supportive and wonderful. Many thanks to @admiralty-xfd​ for a great beta! Also the fantastic @agent-starbuck​. 

Also tagging @rationalcashew​ @danaedaniels​ @anotherxfficblog​ @xfimnotdone​ @storybycorey​ @observeroftheuniverse​ @cultureisdarkbeer​ @msraddicted​ @monaiargancoconutsoy​ @monikafilefan​ @illnevermeettheground​

[peacenik0]

How They Met

Chapter 4

Cover Art by the wonderful @gemikanxiii​

A/N: This chapter does some jumping around in time. For a minute I was struggling with the 1992 timestamp in the pilot. I found this on the fandom wiki: Despite the year provided for the Pilot onscreen, the end of Season 4, opening of Season 5, Season 9 and Season 10, as well as other evidence strongly suggests a 1993 start date to when Mulder and Scully first meet. Since Mulder and Scully act and behave as if they're new partners, the timeline indicates the 1992 date is incorrect. (source) It’s my AU, so I say this takes place in 1993.

tagging @today-in-fic​

Also, today is my birthday, and so you should give me the gift of commenting and reblogging this if you like it. Thank you!

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One week later (July 1993)

Melissa Scully inhales deeply from her glass marijuana pipe. “I want to hear everything,” she says blowing out a thick cloud of herbaceous smelling smoke. 

“Oh, uh, Missy, you know I’m a Federal agent now.” Dana coughs and waves her hand in front of her face. "I don't think you should be smoking cannabis out in the open like this," she gestures to the suburban street in front of them. “You know it's still considered a schedule one drug."

“Cannabis?” Melissa chuckles deeply. “Come on Dane, what are you going to do? Send the FBI after me?” her sister asks while inhaling a second time. Dana shakes her head and raises her eyebrow. "Besides, didn't President Clinton say he smoked pot?"

"Yes, but he says he didn’t inhale.”

"Sure he didn't,” Mellissa says with a familiar arched eyebrow.

She exhales and crosses her arms. “Okay, fine.” Placing her “instrument” in her crushed red velvet bag, she returns her attention to Dana. “Personally, I think you’re just trying to get out of answering my question.”

“Oh, uh,” Dana stammers, wondering just how much to reveal. “So much has happened since we last talked, I don’t even know where to begin…” 

Her sister's mouth turns up in a smile Dana Scully knows all too well. "With the sex…” she says. Dana has always been a private person, but Melissa has always been good at getting her to spill the beans. “You did have sex this time, right? None of this catholic school over the clothes stuff like we used to do when sister Francis told us that we could get pregnant if we swam too close to a boy in the swimming pool. I can’t believe they let her teach sex ed.”

“Yes, it is certainly a mystery,” Scully says, clearly picturing the nun in her mind. “But, uh, anyway, no, it wasn’t just over the clothes stuff. The first time it wasn’t so great… but the second time...” Dana drifts off, an image of Mulder on his knees in front of her pops unbidden to her mind. “He was very eager to please,” she finally finishes, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. 

“You both seem to really like each other, and there is a history there. So what’s stopping you?”

“I… I wish it were that simple, but I can’t just abandon all reason when an attractive guy comes into my life. I have plans for my career, and I don't need any distractions right now. The FBI assigned me to his department. If we get involved, who knows what could happen? I don’t want every single agent I come in contact with thinking that I somehow slept my way into this position."

“People talk, who cares what they say? You’ll know the truth. Why not listen to your heart? Let it guide you.”

"But my brain is telling me that it would never work. I mean his apartment is a mess. He’s a mess. Missy, he sleeps on his couch for chrissake. He's just not boyfriend material." 

“Oh," Melissa begins thoughtfully. "You seem to have yourself convinced."

"You have to promise you won’t tell anyone! You're sworn to secrecy!" She grabs his sister's hands and looks her straight in the eye. "Upon penalty of death."

"Upon penalty of death."

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Thank you to the wonderful @admiralty-xfd​ for her beautiful beta on this chapter. Also tagging friends: @cultureisdarkbeer​ @observeroftheuniverse​ @storybycorey​ @defnotmeyoyoyo​ @illnevermeettheground​ @xfimnotdone​ @lepus-arcticus​@pearsalot​ @monaiargancoconutsoy​ @slippinmickeys​ @greycoupons​ @toxgrl​ @i-gaze-at-scully​ @i-dont-wanna-wrestle​

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@illnevermeettheground you should do this!

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The Hallway

Summary: Tensions are high as Mulder and Scully deal with the fallout from their almost kiss in the hallway.

For anyone in the mood for some bathroom stall sex...

/ Set post FTF/ Words: 6090

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Good Old Days Bar, August 1998

Scully lets out a loud exhale as she pushes open the heavy, creaky door. And to her surprise, there is Mulder standing right in front of her. His fists are balled up at his sides and there is a tension in his jaw. Scully feels the waves of heat coming off of him, she sees the burning determination in his eyes. She gasps as he pushes her back into the bathroom.

“Mul-ler, what the hell…” her words are swallowed whole when suddenly he pulls her against his frame, and crushes his lips against hers. It feels like all the air has been sucked out of her lungs. His lips move against hers roughly, bruising her in the most delicious way. Her tongue slides over his bottom lip, and he opens his mouth for her. When he slides his velvet tongue against hers, she tastes whiskey and adrenaline. He sucks on her bottom lip, and her nipples tighten against her bra. She is overcome by the sheer power of this moment.

When Mulder breaks the kiss, and their breaths echo off of the restroom walls. Scully looks into his eyes, his desire is molten, it almost burns her. It matches her own

“That is what I meant to do, Scully…”

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[peacenik0]

Guys "the hallway" is live! I'm so thrilled to listen to @monikafilefan read my story! @illnevermeettheground @i-gaze-at-scully @cultureisdarkbeer @observeroftheuniverse @storybycorey

Live now, by @peacenik0

📸: @fuckmefoxmulder

[peacenik0]

@ms31x129​, oh my goodness! Thank you so much! I am so honored and humbled that you made this for me. Cherry Blossom season is actually the first fic I ever wrote, and so it does really have a special place in my heart. Thank you so much for making this for me. I would love to add the cover-art to ao3 if that’s okay with you! You are such a lovely human being. Tagging friends @i-gaze-at-scully​ @illnevermeettheground​

My fanfic Rec. for Tuesday is the wonderful 'Cherry Blossom Season' by @peacenik0 when I finally found out about Tumblr and AO3 this was one of the first fics I read after a fanfiction hiatus of many years. In honor of this lovely story of course I was inspired to collage. I hope there are readers out there whole will discover a story or revisit it again.

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[peacenik0]

Anon from wtfmulder: Mulder and Scully smoking weed at the unremarkable house and fucking outside 😘

@xfilesgayepisode said: Hello my friend! ☺️ I’m a big fan of the Mulder and Scully getting high prompt so this one goes for u! Scully finds a joint in William's bedroom and Mulder insists on smoking it. they make sweet and high love, order pizza, and William comes home to two very stoned parents ❤️

A/N: This has a few elements of both these prompts. This was written without a beta or real proofreading. Something I was a little scared to try, but here it is. Go toke another one, ya’ll.

tagging @today-in-fic @wtfmulder @illnevermeettheground @cultureisdarkbeer @admiralty-xfd 

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They have been living in this little yellow house in Farr’s Corner, Virginia for almost a month. They found the place by happenstance. Driving south after visiting her mother in Bethesda. Scully missed her mom, missed the east coast, missed staying still for even a moment. Technically, Mulder was still wanted by the FBI, and they figured a non-descript home in backwoods Virginia was just the place.

They sit in the front porch swing, taking in the gorgeous mid-June night. The evening sun stays high in the sky for a long time.  The air is cool, but not cold. Perfect. The breeze teases Mulder’s longish hair, and he gives her that look. His eyes twinkling in a mischevious kind of way. He’s clearly up to something.

“Mulder, what are you up to?” She asks, a smile teasing her lips. His own mouth turns up in a wry grin.

“Look what I got, Scully,” he says, whipping a small carefully twisted joint out of his Khaki jacket pocket. Her jaw drops a little at Mulder’s cavalier attitude.

“Mulder!”

“I figure that I might as well... seeing as I am already a wanted man,” he says lighting up the joint with a silver butane lighter.

“Where in the hell did you get that?” She asks, pointing at the offending item perched between his lips.

“It’s a secret...” he says taking a long drag. When he exhales, he begins coughing harder than she’s ever seen him cough before. Doubling over, he gasps for breath. The doctor in her gently pats his back in comfort. “I’m fine,” he says, still out of breath.

“Mulder, do you even know what you’re doing?” Her question is met with a deep rumbling inside his chest. “Seriously, when was the last time you smoked Cannabis?”

“Cannabis, Scully? Can’t you just call it weed like a normal person?” He chuckles, his mouth going into a wide boyish smile.

“Cannabis is the scientific name, thank you very much,” she says crossing her arms over her chest.

“You want some?” He asks after taking a much smaller puff.

“No, thank you. You seem like you’re having enough fun for the both of us,” she says, trying not to laugh at the way his long nose seems to be getting redder by the minute. “I tried it once in college, and I didn’t feel anything.”

She always feared that getting high would make her stupid, or even seem less competent. She hated the idea of seeming less intelligent than she was.

“No one gets hight their first time, Scully.” His eyes are glassy, but he still manages to give her that puppy-dog look, the same one that once convinced her to lie for him in front of a Senate panel. “Just give it a try, if you don’t like it, fine.” That same big goofy smile graces his lips.

“Okay, fine,” she finally relents. “But if this is laced with something...” She says accusatorily. Mulder holds his hands up innocently.

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An hour later, and Dana Scully is stoned. So intoxicated that colorful pinwheels of light swirl before her eyes. She blinks woozily and smiles at Mulder.

“Do you feel good?”

“Mmmhmm,” she hums up at him. His arm is around her now, and she takes this opportunity to lean into him. Her fingers splay and bounce over his firm stomach muscles. “When did you get these?” she says lifting up his shirt playfully to poke at his belly.

“You like?” he asks, lifting up his shirt to display the nearly defined almost eight pack. Scully sighs in admiration. This is all hers. 

“I could take it or leave it,” she says a grin teasing the corners of her mouth.

“Oh is that right?” He asks, raising his eyebrows at her. “Too bad I don’t feel the same about yours,” he says lunging forward. His hands are merciless on her ribs, tickling her until she is gasping for air. Quickly, she slips out of his grasp, and onto the porch. Mulder wastes no time in playfully tackling her to the ground.  She hasn’t laughed this hard in months. It feels good. 

Like guilty teenagers, they slip behind their new home to lie in the grass and watch the glittering milky way. The moon is high in the sky above them, setting the grass alight in a wash of crystal dewdrops. His hand comes to her narrow hip, his eyes are dark pools of desire. Her body vibrates with the magnetic pull of her blood. She feels lightheaded, gleeful as he kisses her. Everything feels like a new beginning. Like first love. Their bodies move together like they are supposed to. Like they were made to do this.

After she rolls him on top of her like a warm blanket. The fireflies blink in the rural darkness of their home. Their home. She smiles. It may not be the life she dreamed of, but Mulder is here and alive. They are together, that is all that matters.

Scully feels his stomach grumble, “Hungry?” she asks.

“Yeah, I’m starving,” he chuckles happily. Thoughts of mushrooms and onions fill her mind. 

“Do you think any Pizza places deliver out here?”

“Good question. Let’s find out.”

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Take a hit and hit the comments.

[peacenik0]

Thank you very much. Check this out @defnotmeyo @illnevermeettheground @scully-eats-sushi

Gillian Anderson will never shut up about David Duchovny and his red Speedo

David Duchovny, Paley 2013:

“I said nobody swims laps in board-short, that’s not realistic. Let me wear my suit.”

Gillian Anderson, multiple platforms, 2014-2016

Twitter

Reddit

Question:  If you guys could switch bodies for a week, what would you do?

Gillian:  I would masturbate in a red speedo.

Talk Show

Interview

* the above 3 gifs were made by @gillyanderson * 

DVD Commentary

*this gif was made by @muldez *

[peacenik0]

In A Dark Place

By peacnik0 and @observeroftheuniverse​

xfpornbattle prompt: "Fuck or die" Mulder and Scully are forced (at gun point, or by some other coercion) to have sex with each other. Dub-con - they both want and have feelings for each other, but not under those circumstances. Bonus points if this is their first time. 

A/N: We stick pretty close to the prompt as we get into the main part of the story ( part 2 and after are definitely dubcon) So if this is not your kinda thing... you’ve been warned, lol.

tagging : @today-in-fic​, @improlificinsarcasm​, @xfpornbattle​

This part rated pg-13

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Part 1

“Damien Skrinavich,” Scully begins, looking down at her file. Their suspect’s eyes stare back at her, making her stomach clench. “He is wanted for several kidnappings, sex crimes and physical assaults throughout rural Maryland and West Virginia.” Scully has seen all manner of depraved criminals, but Skrinavich seems to be particularly vile.

Mulder is behind the wheel of their rented Ford Taurus, attempting to tail Skrinivich’s white van without being seen. They are in the deep backwoods of rural Boonsboro, Maryland and they haven’t seen another car for miles.

“Yeah, this guy seems to get his jollies off of forcing his victims to perform lewd sex acts in front of him.” Mulder cracks a sunflower seed between his teeth.“This guy sounds like a real winner, Scully.”

“Mulder, I’m gonna call in some backup.” Scully looks down at her cell phone, and sees a “no signal” sign on the green LCD screen. She huffs in frustration. “Never mind, no chance of that; I don’t seem to have any service out here.” She reaches over to the center console and flips open Mulder’s phone. “And it appears you don’t either.”

“Well, I guess we’re shit out of luck then.”

“Maybe we should head back to where we can get signal. Skrinavich is a dangerous man, and Skinner warned us not to approach him without backup.”

“Scully, there’s no time,” Mulder glances over at her from the driver's seat. “If we lose sight of Skrinavich we might end up back to square one on this case. I don’t want to risk it. We need to stop this maniac before he’s able to a acquire more victims.”

“I suppose you’re right. But something about this guy just gives me the creeps.” Scully shivers as she looks at the file photo of Skrinavich; his eyes are dark and hollow. If Scully believed in such a thing, she would say that he appears to be possessed. “I just hope we can capture him before it gets dark out here.”

“Don’t worry, Scully. We’ve both got guns, and we’re highly trained.” Mulder looks over at Scully with a smirk. “Besides, you’re more than capable of holding your own against any kind of monster or man that we’ve ever encountered.” She looks out the window and grins a bit at Mulder’s compliment.

“Thanks. I don’t know, there’s just something about his guy, Mulder. I know it’s not entirely logical, but I have a bad feeling about this.”

“Hey, I’ve got your back, you’ve got mine.” Mulder’s voice is soft and reassuring, he reaches over and places his hand on top of hers. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

“It’s not me I’m worried about. Skrinavich seems to be particularly interested in men with a certain… physical appearance.” Scully scans through the photos of their perp’s victims, all of the men looked like they could’ve stepped out of a GQ magazine. “All of the male victims are  Caucasian, and above six feet tall, with brown hair…”  Scully looks up from the file. “Mulder, these victims look like you…”

“I think you’re grasping at straws. Besides, that guy,” he points to one of the file photos- “has nothing on me.” He smirks looking pleased with himself. Scully rolls her eyes. “Weren’t the female victims also quite aesthetically pleasing?” Mulder says carefully.

“But they don’t seem to share any notable physical traits. Most of the female victims seem to be innocent bystanders; they were just caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. Taken because of their close proximity to their male counterparts. I think that the male victims are the main target for Skrinavich.” Scully pages through the file, piecing together a profile on their perp. “He gets off on having control over his victims. Maybe he’s trying to enact some sort of revenge fantasy. Perhaps a high school rival, or a man that his mother had an affair with?”

“Nice profiling work, Scully.” Mulder cracks a sunflower seed between his teeth. “If I’m not careful, VCS might try to steal you from me.”  

“Thank you,”  she looks down and picks at her fingernail. “Anyway, I just think we should be extra cautious around this guy, Mulder.”

“Okay, fine…” Mulder drifts off, and pulls the car over to the side of the road. Scully spots the suspect and ducks down to hide.

“There he is; look he’s getting out of his van and heading into the woods.”

“Let’s chase him down on foot.” He whispers to her as he gets out of the car.

She checks her weapon quickly, and follows after him quietly. Mulder jogs ahead of Scully into a dense thicket. It’s dusk now, and her vision is not so clear. They follow the suspect on foot for about a mile when all of a sudden her foot catches on something, knocking her off balance and to the ground. She feels her ankle roll to the side, followed by a shooting pain up her leg.

“Mulder!” Scully calls ahead to him. She grits her teeth against the terrific burn as she attempts to move into a sitting position.

“Scully!” His face is a mask of concern as he quickly doubles back to her. “Scully, what happened?”

“Uh, I think I sprained my ankle.” Scully sucks in a breath as she attempts to wiggle her toes. The pain is almost excruciating. Mulder reaches down to gently elevate her leg up onto his thigh. “Oh, ow,” she grimaces and clenches her jaw

“Are you sure it’s not broken? It looks like it’s already starting to swell.”

“Uh, well, I won’t know for sure until I am able to get an x-ray.”

“Okay, maybe we should head back to the car, it’s dark out and we’ve lost sight of Skrinavich anyway.” Mulder says, helping Scully up from the ground and slinging his arm around her waist. “Here, put your weight on me.” They amble forward for a bit, when Scully realizes she is missing her gun.

“Oh, Mulder, I think I must have lost my weapon when I fell.” Scully winces as she puts some weight on her injured ankle. “Do you have your flashlight?” Mulder searches his pockets, and comes up empty.

“No, I must have left it in the rental car. Dammit.” He scratches the back of his head.

They stumble blindly through the brush in search of their rental car. Scully takes a step forward and SNAP. She feels herself falling, falling. Her bad ankle comes in contact with the ground, and she yelps. Mulder hits the ground next to her with a loud thud.

“Ooof,” Mulder gasps.

“Are you okay?” Scully sucks in a sharp breath against the pain.

“I should be asking you that… “ Mulder shifts next to her. “I think I just got the wind knocked out of me, but otherwise I seem to be fine.” The space they landed in is dark and dusty. “Any idea where we are?”

“Uh, I don’t know…” Scully blinks into the darkness, trying to adjust to the lack of light. “Perhaps an abandoned mine?”

“Maybe…” Mulder breathes out, and she  hears him shuffling around in the dark. “Oh, I think my gun got dislodged from the holster when we fell.” He sighs in frustration. “Talk about a series of unfortunate events.”

“No kidding.” Her eyes have finally adjusted to the darkness.

“Let me get a look at that ankle.” Mulder rolls over and once again gingerly props her heel up on his thigh. He prods at it carefully. Scully grimaces at his ministrations. “I can’t see that well, but it definitely looks worse Scully, I think it’s probably broken now.”

“I think you’re right…” she pauses and sucks in a breath. Mulder pulls her to a sitting position. “We need to try and find a way out of here.”

“Not so fast agents…” a voice with a squirrely southern drawl comes out of the darkness from behind them. The lack of light is disorienting. Scully hears a shuffle of feet then CRACK, the unmistakable sound of of the butt of a gun striking the back of Mulder’s head.

“No!” Her desperate voice cuts through the dark. The air feels cold, ominous. Scully feels Skrinavich behind her and she freezes. “Stop!” Her throat goes dry. The last thing she remembers is blinding pain at the back of her skull.

END PART ONE

TO BE CONTINUED

Thanks to @defnotmeyo​ for her excellent help with beta, you are the best Meyo!

tagging @pickingoutchinapatterns​, @lappina​, @shyromanticfreak​, @storybycorey​, @i-gaze-at-scully​, @baronessblixen​, @monikafilefan​, @illnevermeettheground​, @scully-eats-sushi​, @msraddicted​, @iloveurscratchybeard​, @xfimnotdone​, @spookydarlablack​

[peacenik0]

A few people asked about my new writing gig. Here it is! If y'all have a second to click the like button, I'd greatly appreciate it. @scully-eats-sushi @illnevermeettheground @i-gaze-at-scully @monikafilefan @cultureisdarkbeer @contrivedcoincidences6 @pearsalot @greekowl87 @arboreta @baronessblixen

[peacenik0]

Happy fanfic writer appreciation day! I love you friend. Thank you for blessing us all with such beauty you write!! 😘😘😘

You're amazing and I miss you my beautiful amazing bosom friend. I love you! @illnevermeettheground come back to me!

[peacenik0]

Looking for an old school fic... help

I was just thinking of this story I read many years ago. Mulder was sick, he accidentally takes too much cough medicine. I think Scully comes to check on him. Adjoining rooms I think. Somehow she gets in bed with him, and he keeps touching her, and she sorta protests, but she actually wants it. It's dubcon for sure, but so so so hot.

Mulder says "doctor, are you going to take my temperature," while he's in a dream state. I think he wakes up when he's touching her and apologizes, but I'm sure it ends with sex.

@storybycorey @txf-fic-chicks @observeroftheuniverse @illnevermeettheground @iloveurscratchybeard

Ps. It's entirely possible that i'm getting details for a few fics confused, I did read this probably 20 years ago. But I know this exists somewhere out there!