#yes i am calling mulder ‘girl’

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s6 episode 13 "agua mala" thoughts

how’s everyone doing tonight?

there may be a super bowl on, but i have more important matters at hand. and their names are mulder and scully.

mulder is not on my top 10 list of favorite men right now, though. i’m glad everyone was just as annoyed as i was after last episode’s “you’re making this personal” nonsense. i don’t forget. forgiveness might be arranged if the weather is nice.

but it seems that the weather will not be nice tonight, because this episode description mentions a hurricane. and arthur dales. was that the guy who took them out to the boat where you become old? i feel like i remember that name. 

(author's note: he was not that guy ❤️)

you guys remember the boat that makes you old episode? that was a wild one.

well. best to dive in!

post-episode thoughts: i am gently cradling scully's face. i am tossing her a warm blanket and a thriller novel to read on the couch, and bringing her a glass of water so she doesn't have to move when she's thirsty. i am the designated driver when she gets wine drunk at the bar, laughing on the ride home as she mumbles about high school. the way we hold hands in the car feels like stealing something terribly valuable. MULDER, YOU CAN COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS!!

thunder is rumbling in florida. someone yells for evan. i hope she finds him. she’s boarding up the house door, but i don’t think that will keep it from flooding. so i’m not sure what the end goal here is. 

they are trying to get clean water, it seems? but the water is coming in through a drain… and i assume it is NOT clean

wait, is arthur dales the guy from the florida mothman episode??? who got lost in the woods? is this his family?

(author's note: no ❤️)

this woman says she needs water NOW. and their cat is here, too. but mom doesn’t care. she says evan needs to push the washing machine NOW. to get the water out. 

HE’S TRYING TO PUSH GIRL!! I GET THIS IS A HIGH STAKES SITUATION, BUT STOP YELLING AT HIM…. HE LOOKS ALL OF 15...

WHAT THE FUCK, IS AN EEL THING EATING HIM???

she’s telling the creature to let him go and then it starts to get her, too!!!!

hmm. 

it has tentacle things. that were serrated.

free my boy evan AND his cat!!!

(intro time)

“hi, this is fox mulder. you can leave me a message after the beep” <- awww. he has a very boring voicemail. 

where is mulder…? his apartment is empty… he has been ordered by this arthur fellow to get down to florida.

i feel so stupid. WHO IS ARTHUR? am i supposed to know him?? am i supposed to recall?? there are so many side characters that we never see again!! was he a fan-favorite or something that they brought back??

someone is listening to the radio, drinking some nasty looking sink water. 

LMAOOOOO he opens the door and scully and mulder are there. very wet. “there’s a reason that people don’t head out into hurricanes” yes this is very true!

okay, i googled the guy because i was going crazy. he was one of the first people to investigate the x files. FROM THE FELLOW TRAVELERS EPISODE? hold on. i have to go consult my notes.

YES. THAT is the guy. not the florida guy, not the ship guy- the guy who watched roy cohn put spiders in people. which i honestly haven't thought about since seeing that episodes. or even registered how wild that as a plot point is.

but now, with that mystery solved, i can go back to watching the wet agents.

“who’s this?”, he asks (cut to a sopping wet angry cat of a scully) LMAO

she does not believe in a damn sea monster! so why did you bring her, he asks.

“she has a knack for getting to the bottom of things”, says mulder (she sees his trash can is filled with empty liquor bottles) “apparently, so does mr. dales” <-GET HIS ASS, SCULLY!!

dales says his friends, the shipleys, gave him a call in a panic. sara said something in the house grabbed her husband jack.

“it was your description that caused agent scully’s… dubiousness” <- LMAO. oh, someone should make that a username somewhere. scullys-dubiousness.

sara said it had tentacles that it used to choke jack. and she and her husband are both marine biologists. so they know tentacles!

now sara is missing as well. and dales has a bad hip, so he can’t go himself. so he called mulder. i find it hard to believe he didn't know anyone closer!

scully asks him why he came down here, and he says the weather, which gets a smile out of her, LMAO <3

“don’t sneer at the mysteries of the deep, young lady. the bottom of the ocean is as deep and dark as the imagination”

she’s a scully, motherfucker. the ocean is in her blood.

“young lady” is also crazy… arthur dales, you’re on thin ice. 

they brave the storm to go visit the shipleys, breaking through their door that sara worked very hard to board up. 

i bet filming this episode was unpleasant at best. so damp….

the music is mysterious as they investigate the place. mulder finds mystery goop!!! he can’t get it off of him!!

and now the washing machine is popping open. get that mop ready to poke whatever is in there, mulder; you look so scary. is it going to be the cat?

YEAH! cat! jumpscare of a cat. reminds me of the episode with the cat puppet. hehehehe.... a silly memory.

they investigate the boarded up bathroom, when someone comes in!! telling them to keep their hands up!!

LMAOOOO, the flashlights are in their mouths so they can't answer his questions... i’m cryingggg, this is so silly

they mumble as they try to explain themselves. and there is no backup for the guy who is trying to get them in trouble. he does not give a fuck. he says dales called him drunk as a skunk- what’s new?

the cat distracts him, and mulder steals his gun. “you’re going to kill me” “no, i’m not, but i’d like to” <- a rare moment of mulder self-control

scully shows him her badge and then leaves to go in the car. she has had ENOUGH. and can we blame her?!

the deputy politely asks for his gun back and helps mulder rip the boarded up bathroom door down. i am suspicious. maybe somehow HE is the sea monster.

scully is in the car yelling on the phone. mulder comes in and says they only found slime and water, as if someone left the tap running, and she says we have to get to the airport before they close it.

“aren’t you even curious what happened to these people?” <- don’t weaponize her curiosity, omg…

“he’s seen things i’ve only read about” “because sea monsters can only be read about, mulder, because they don’t exist” <- LMAOOOO

scully says she’s done what she can for her job and her conscious, but mulder says they should at least tell dales they’re giving up. which seems like a trap to get them to keep investigating in very dangerous weather.

the deputy is still bumbling around in the shipley’s house. but something emerges from the drain again!!!

he pulls out his pliers to open the drain…. and something bubbles up! WHY WOULD YOU STICK YOUR HAND IN THERE, DUDE?!??

well. all he pulls out is evan’s jersey. he was lucky. THIS TIME.

the agents are forced to pull over and are told by cops that they must find somewhere to stay!!! the road is washed out!! and there is no getting to the airport!!! noooo!!!! 

scully tries to argue with the guy and tell them they’re FBI, and they REALLY need to get going, and she’ll show you her ID, but mulder rolls up the window and gets out of there. unfortunately, i do think he was right here- they need to be safe. it makes me sad to say it, too. but where will they find a place to stay?!

the deputy pulls into a condo complex to try and help some people stranded without power. 

the cat hitched a ride onto his car!!!! the kitty is a survivor!

also, his name is deputy greer! feels a little late to learn this, but better now than never. he is yelling for people in the condo… he finds one open door and goes in 

AUGH!!!! someone is SLIMED on the TOILET!!!!!!! awful awful awful way to go!!!!!

and it’s moving!!!!!! a tentacle reached out and GRABS HIM!!! 

eeeeew. 

“the good thing about zero visibility, scully? can’t get any worse” <-bro is going to jinx them

WAIT. THEY DIDN’T PULL OVER AND FIND A SAFE PLACE LIKE I THOUGHT? MULDER JUST DROVE OFF? LMAOOOOOOOOO

she’s on the phone with the local police department, telling them where they are: “no, it isn’t very smart, is it?” (stares at mulder)

but they lose service as soon someone on the phone agrees to help them find shelter 💔

“you know, scully, someday we’re going to look back on this and we’re going to laugh. we’ll just think of it as, uh, you know, man pitted against the forces of nature. think of it as a test of our mettle” 

don’t go trying to make this better now!! you got y’all stuck in this situation!! but i guess he’s trying to put a positive spin on it.

scully’s not buying lmao. “i don’t need my mettle tested” and this is true! her mettle has been peer-reviewed

debris starts hitting the roof of the car, and scully says they need to pull over- but mulder says debris will still hit them if they’re pulled over. i mean, driving when you cannot see where you are going seems very unsafe. they might drive right into the ocean! but he keeps going, and says there might be someone who can give them directions.

they arrive at the condo!!! and they see greer’s car!!! 

they find him gasping on the floor, covered in terrible sucker marks around his neck!!!! he needs a trach, she says, or he will die. and mulder goes in to investigate the toilet, which is covered in goop and a singular watch. 

scully is going into DIY doctor mode while soaking wet, telling mulder to hold greer’s head steady. and i’ll say it. it’s hot. you want me to censor myself? 

that being said!!! i will faint if i try to watch this. she’s pulling out a knife to stab him in the throat and WHREEUGH. WHEEEWEIGH. looking at my phone looking at my phone. why did he pop. 

AUGHHHHH. AUGHHHHHH NO MA’AM. BLOOD POURING OUT. 

i’m shaking my hands over here. you can’t see it. but i am. 

mulder says that he thinks whatever it is that sucked greer up and is giving him the allergic reaction is in the plumbing, and runs off to investigate. 

scully radios for an emergency evacuation to save greer, and dales is listening. he hears her name and laughs. WHAT’S SO FUNNY ABOUT HER NAME BEING SCULLY? HUH? YOU KNOW HER DAD OR SOMETHING?? or are you laughing at her daring nature and ability to save lives? is this a laugh of respect? i'm watching you...

dales mumbles that the monster is not unidentified. well. you didn't seem to offer any hints on the subject...

mulder finds a guy upstairs, one who is hauling a giant TV- he must be stealing- and another fellow, who asks if he’s a doctor, because they called 911 and no one came. his wife is pregnant and a week past her due date. oh lord. this is not gonna be good.

you can almost always tell that shit is going to go down in an episode when it features a heavily pregnant side character.

his name is walter suarez. the guy with the wife. not the guy with the TV. who says he will put it back. 

LMAOOOOO, MULDER WAS TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING AND IT ONCE AGAIN DID NOT PAY OFF, I’M CRYING:

“stay there, mrs. suarez. we’re going to make sure your baby makes it safely into the world”

“well, thank you, but i’m not in labor. and my name is not ‘suarez’, it’s villareal. he tells people i’m his wife. like he’s so macho”

okay. yeah. i giggled. the universe truly hates his ass. possibly deserved.

also, what exactly was he going to do if she *was* in labor? he said “we” are going to make sure your baby makes it safely. bro. there is no “we” in this operation. unless he has a side hustle as a doula or something- that’s gonna be all scully. 

do medical doctors working in non-OBGYN fields even know HOW to deliver a baby? she’s a forensic pathologist. kinda the opposite of a delivery doctor.

maybe he’s read books on the subject. he reads a lot of books. maybe he picked up a book on how to deliver a baby and was like “i might need this someday”. surprise me, buddy.

anyway, he tells them both to please go downstairs. “why, you got a car? oh, walter here doesn’t have a car. not to mention a job” <-LMAOOOOO ANGELA. 

he just wants to get them to safety, and she is mad as hell she can’t use the bathroom LMAO. girl is going through it!!

“kid’s gonna be a fighter” <- oh, mulder. once again, i remind you that you have to at least get a real bed before you start thinking about having children. we need to think practically here. i know. you want a little kid SO bad. but we need to take steps to get there.

he asks if there’s anyone else in the apartment, and there’s a guy named george on the first floor. mulder goes to find him- knocks on his door- and george refuses to open it. he says he’s armed for all things. which i guess includes sea monsters.

scully is trying to tend to greer, now with angela and walter in the audience. angela wants to know what the hell was chewing on his neck, LMAO.

“it may have been some water-borne parasite” (angela turns to walter) “uh-huh, you see that? you see what happens when you live in a dump?” <- LMAOOOO

they want to know where harry is. he is the one who owns the place!

the thief also comes down to the first floor and angela has words for him too LMAO poor her!!!!!

mulder calls scully to the hall and says they need to leave now. but the paramedics won’t even send greer a rescue vehicle, so they can’t go anywhere. this is NOT good.

george down the hall is getting his guns, mumbling on the evils of federal agents. and this dude has a wild amount of guns. and the tentacle beast in his room. please focus on the bigger issues at hand than federal employees, george.

OH. scully has on a bandana and glasses to DIY investigate greer’s wounds. for when you do not have a surgical mask.

she says there is something under his skin! and angela hands her the tongs she had been holding over a candle’s flame LMAOOOO an excellent surgical assistant!

he’s at 106 degrees!!! which is simply far too many!!!

scully tells the thief to fill up the tub and get ice and he’s like “but… the thing in the plumbing…” and she tells him to GET MOVING!! BAHAHA, do NOT mess around with dr. scully when she is in life-saving mode!!!

oh my god. she’s pulling something out of his neck wound. oh my god. i didn’t see that coming and i paused on it. which makes this so much worse. she’s pulling something out. did i mention that? and it keeps coming.

it’s a tentacle. she demands a container to store it in and for mulder to lift greer into the tub!!!

the thief pockets the slime-covered watch from the bathroom, knocking some epsom salt into the bath in the process. but they hear tons of gunshots!!! george is in his room firing into the ceiling!!! he must be trying to hit the beast!!!

mulder opens the door and tells him to drop his weapon, but george says it’s gonna take a lot more than what he has to kill the thing he just saw.

scully has the bandana wrapped around her neck <3 she just wants to go home <3

scully says they all must remain calm. as the thief with greer is soaping up his hands to try and steal his wedding ring. and then he leaves!!!

angela needs to go to the bathroom, but walter is telling her she can’t, because the beast lives in the pipes, which makes mulder realize this thing must be coming from the hurricane!!!

angela goes in with a bucket from scully and tells greer that even though he is in a coma, he cannot listen to her use the bathroom, LMAO. but!!! he’s pulsating in there!!!!

scully is still not buying the sea monster allegations: “mulder, there is no evidence of any creature here. those organisms might just be waterborne parasites. but something from jules verne they are not”

lmao. she’s such a nerd. that’s the second time she’s referenced those books.

also, she’s soaking wet, has on a bandana around her neck, yellow rubber gloves on her hands, and a chef’s apron tied around her waist. she’s never looked more beautiful.

angela starts screaming!!! she saw it!! it’s in the tub with the deputy and looks like an octopus!! we have an eye witness account!!

mulder heads in there…. he opens the curtain to look into the tub….. please be safe... but he doesn’t see anything in there. just the clothes from the deputy. but no him.

“i think the deputy went out with the bath water” <- mulder, you’re so stupid. i can’t stay mad at you for long.

he thinks the evil octopus might be water!! it only takes shape when it attacks!! but she holds out the tentacle in the jar and says she can see it, and it seems that water actually kills it.

OH. he thinks it uses bodies to lay eggs. because... humans are mostly water. this is a horrible image.

mulder says they need to get out NOW. they can take the deputy’s prowler. but the looter isn’t there with them!! he stole the car!!!

mulder sees the beast in the ceiling!!! it breaks through the glass!!!! he’s falling over.

OHHHH…. HER VOICE WHEN SHE ASKS IF HE’S OKAY……… please kill me. pleaaaaaaaase.

AUGH!!!! his neck is covered in those terrible marks!!!!!

george locks scully and the others into the room!! holding them at gunpoint!!! leaving mulder outside!!! she’s furious!!! 

she wants to keep him breathing!!!! and, of course, angela is now going to start giving birth.

oh man. this is a sticky situation. 

poor mulder is in the hallway and sees the beast in the ceiling. 

george has the gun pointed at scully and is making her deliver the baby!!! but she says she’s never done it before!! “so stand back, or make yourself useful, but stay out of my way” <- YES MA’AM!!! you TELL HIM!!!!!

mulder is running from the beast…..

and poor scully is forced to help this stranger give birth. she’s trying to tell angela she’s doing a good job. you know. pushing and whatnot.

she needs some towels and she asks george politely at first, but now SHE NEEDS SOME TOWELS, DAMN IT! but he sees something in the ceiling light……

angela is giving birth and mulder is being tormented by neck wounds, when he hears the kitty meowing!!! save him, kitty cat!! named reggie!! they’re staring at each other….

meanwhile, scully has her hands up angela and feels the baby, but the beast is up in the ceiling. right above their heads.

scully realizes it’s the water!!!!!!!!!!! and the baby is coming out while the gun dude george is literally being choked to death by the beast!!!

she has a baby in her hands and is yelling at walter to shoot at the sprinklers. she hands him the gun...... and he fires. eventually. it felt like it took forever.

that is a woman who gets things done. 

cutscene to her on the phone… somewhere. 

mulder is showing dales his wounds, who agrees that they are terrible. they laugh about how disgusting they look. he has bandages around his neck and it looks like a turtleneck, which is kind of funny.

dales says that its is amazing that scully could come down here in a hurricane, chase a sea monster, deliver a baby, kill the beast, AND save mulder. and look at her little smile when he says she’s amazing and she looks down OH!

“she didn’t save my life, really…” <- OH??? THE DISRESPECT?? she’s trying to be polite and say he wouldn’t have known to go out into the rain until she pointed out the fresh water killed the octopus beast… but he says he did know!!! he saw the cat!!!

dales isn’t gonna stand for that, LMAO. “if agent scully had not been there with you, i shudder to think what would have happened to you. i’d say you owe her your life.” (she looks shocked at this)

(mulder sighs)

“it takes a big man to admit this, but… if i had had someone as savvy as her by my side all those years ago in the x files, i might not have retired” 

and she’s SMILING IN THE BACKGROUND WHILE HE SAYS THIS, OMGGGG

and he gives them a toast. and they both refuse water. the end.

AWWW. they said “let’s do a silly one”

i was worried at first about the scully-dales dynamic when he started with calling her "young lady", but an entirely pure friendship was born on this day. as well as an actual baby. and that is beautiful.

mulder… i am trying so hard to crack you… why do you insist you saved yourself? what pretense are you operating under??? why does it take dales to make you see how lucky you have it??

i feel like that was some sort of hint to a bigger picture, but i can’t crack exactly what or why. same with his weirdly empty apartment at the beginning.

this was a very good episode. it felt to me like those early season episodes, like humbug and jose chung. not QUITE as good as those, but in that vein. i think those writers left, though, didn’t they? so. it wasn’t really them.

scully in an apron and a bandana delivering a baby with a gun to her head…. yeah <3

mulder was just kinda here this episode. it was a scully one for sure. and i am not complaining. 

but. what is it that he is up to? i just can’t place it!!! what did he think there was to prove in saying he saved himself? is he trying to show dales how strong and smart he is, and how he is a worthy successor? i just can’t crack it. 

and then, other times, it is clear he’s trying. or at least it seems he is. making that comment about looking back and laughing at this with scully implies he sees a future with her in it as inevitable. then why is he saying that, then pushing her away?? unless he was just saying that to try and placate her for dealing with his nonsense, dragging them into a hurricane... but it seemed to me like he meant it.

it makes no damn sense…

okay, other thoughts: angela is a queen. she had me howling. 

scully…. save me, wet hair and DIY doctor scully… save me....

the beast was activated by saltwater, so when the salt fell in the tub, greer got eaten. so the beast must have eaten the shipleys as well. this is a bummer for all parties involved.

mulder should have taken the orphaned cat with him. maybe the kitty could have cracked his… whatever it is he has going on. a little friendly kitty. it could cure his angst.

i thoroughly enjoyed this episode, but when i woke up this morning after having watched it, i could not stop thinking about how disgusting the suction cup wounds were. and about scully removing the tentacle from one of them. good lord. i might need to sit down for a bit.

STILL. it was a very good one! do not let the mental images of holes with tentacles in them make you think i didn't enjoy it. now. let scully nap for many moons.

[cecilysass]

Please write more of these, never stop

I love original fanfic ideas so much, but also: I could read these particular contrived scenarios told again and again and again, and I am not ashamed to admit it. Okay, I'm a little ashamed. But not very much.

Marriage of convenience (like Nuptiae Sub Rosa by @xfmaweezy and @sisterspooky1013 or All That Is Dark and Bright by @malibusunset-xf-blog). Absolute gold in every way and I will read every variation.

Scully pretending to be Mulder's 900 number girl (done recently in Dropped Call by @phillippadgettwrites)

The awkward first descent into phone sex in general, including and especially calls from the fertility clinic. This is done in an especially brilliant way in Vox Mulder: Wired and Fired by @darwin-xf.

All Milagro post-eps that force them to address "Agent Scully is already in love" without being too obvious

Almost all DeadAlive and Three Words post-eps period, because those eps just are fertile ground, no pun intended. I have a whole discussion about that and recs right here.

M&S have sex for non-romantic reasons (like, they're trying out friends with benefits, or they're trying to conceive a baby, or some other ridiculous reason). This obviously is a delightful way to show repressed feelings.

Mulder's psychic fics. I feel like there could be so many more of these. This one (Dissonance by suilven) has a killer set up and I revisit it a lot, but we should have more riffs on this concept.

All right, yes, jealousy fics, I know, very basic of me, but I just really like these. I personally like them when the angst goes really, really far. Like you want to die it hurts so bad far. That one moment in Pilgrims Creeping Towards the Dawn by @softnow where Scully hears Diana say “Fox” in the background on the phone? Inject that into my veins.

Contamination shower fics. Yeah. Enough said.

There are more than this, because actually I get wasted on tropes all the time. What do y'all like? And more importantly, DO YOU HAVE RECS FOR ANY OF THESE?

(The fics I mention here are linked here on my favorite fics doc, if you want to find them. If you haven’t read some of these, DO IT.)

[is-on-its-way]

Dana Katherine Scully is a horse girl

A thesis...

The xf fandom has a general consensus Fox Mulder is a bit crazy. A maniac is how its been described. A lesser discussed idea is that although Fox Mulder is completely unhinged in such a pure BDE, knows the norms of society and doesn't give any shits kind of way, Dana Scully is also not quite completely "typical". She just looks very sane comparatively when next to her partner.

Placed in any other situation or with regular FBI partners, she's kind of a weirdo too. For me, she effervesces horse girl energy. Good, funny, weird, horse girl energy.

What is horse girl energy? You might ask. I found an excellent summation in a lovely article on Mashable.

Big dick energy and horse girl energy are innately opposite vibes -- if big dick energy is chaotic good, horse girl energy is lawful neutral. If you have big dick energy, you're probably kind of weird because you don't give a shit about what people think of you -- you set the social norms. If you have horse girl energy, you're probably kind of weird because you're blissfully unaware of social norms.

I could probably write an essay about Mulder's BDE didn't fully evolve until he met Scully and she believed in him. All others opinions of him fell away and he wasn't so bothered by everyone calling him spooky anymore. But for right now, this is about Scully.

I am obviously not talking about cliche horse girl attributes. That they talk about nothing but horses, they wear their riding pants or boots outside of the barn or anything overtly obvious.

Im talking about pure personality and vibes.

Im talking about the cool girl essence. The eccentricity and the slight obliviousness to social etiquette. The way they can be confident and serious without worrying if they're offending anyone. The way they can be completely standoffish until someone makes their way past that barrier and then they are the kindest warmest people you know. The headstrong way about them. Of the fact they, having dealt with 2000 pound animals since they were basically toddlers, take no shit from anyone, especially men. And yes, perhaps are a little bit crazy too.

So maybe her parents let her muck out stalls in exchange for riding privileges at the local barn in Annapolis or something as a kid but yeah, thats my canon and Im sticking to it.

Anyway Mulder and Scully were made for each other. La di da.

Bonus picture of GA being a literal horse girl with very good form. lol

[atths--twice]

Chapter Four

Just a Dream

Scully’s eyes flew open as she gasped quietly. She looked at the bedroom door, her heart pounding. Something was wrong, but she was not sure what it could be. 

Mulder shifted, letting out a deep breath and then snored softly. She glanced at him, wondering if she should wake him and tell him of her concerns, but the sound of the doorknob turning pulled her attention away. 

The door opened and Faith stepped into the faintly lit room and paused, breathing hard. 

“Love?” Scully whispered. “You okay?” 

A whimper. A whine. And then she was running to the bed, pressing her face into the blankets. Scully turned and placed her hand on Faith’s head, stroking her hair. 

“My sweet girl, what is it?” Scully whispered, her mouth near Faith’s ear. “Are you okay?” Faith shook her head and Scully scrunched her chin. “Did you have a bad dream?” A nod and Scully smiled sadly as she rubbed Faith’s back, pulling the covers open. “Come up, love. Come on.” 

Faith moved, sobbing quietly as she pulled herself up into the bed and burrowed into Scully’s arms. She was warm and her hairline was slightly sweaty. It must have been a pretty bad dream for her to be so overly warm. 

“Hmm,” Scully hummed, holding her close as Faith cried and shivered with a whimper. “I’m so sorry you had a bad dream, my love. Do you want to talk about it?” Faith shook her head and Scully hummed again. “Okay. That’s okay.” 

Mulder mumbled in his sleep and Faith gasped. She pulled back and looked at Scully. 

“Is Daddy there?” she asked, her eyes wide. 

“Yes, sweetie,” Scully said, smoothing back her hair and then rubbing her thumb over her tear streaked cheek. 

“My dream was he was gone. I called for him, but he didn’t answer me. I could see him sometimes, but then he was gone. I walked and walked and then started to run, but he wouldn’t let me find him. I couldn’t find him,” Faith said, beginning to cry again. 

“Oh, honey,” Scully said, moving so Faith could see Mulder sleeping beside her. “He’s right here. Do you want to lay between us?” 

“Yes,” Faith said, still crying softly. “I want to see he’s really here.” 

“Mulder,” Scully said, touching his shoulder and giving him a little shake. “Mulder.” 

“Huh,” he breathed, his eyebrows raising, though his eyes remained closed. 

“Daddy?” Faith said, getting closer to him. His eyes opened instantly and he blinked as he focused on her. 

“Baby? You okay?” he asked, clearing his throat. 

“You’re here,” she whispered, touching his face. 

“Course I am. Where else would I be?” he asked, smiling at her as he covered her hand with his own. 

“I couldn’t find you in my dream. You were so far away,” Faith said, tears falling once more. 

“Oh, honey. Come here,” he said, his smile disappearing as he pulled her to him, Scully adjusting the covers as they all settled together. 

“I called for you and you didn’t hear me. You… I…” She cried in his arms, holding onto his shirt. 

“I’m so sorry, my love. I’m sorry you had a bad dream.” 

“I was so scared that you were gone forever.” 

“Never. I would never leave you.” 

“My heart was beating so fast when I came in here. I didn’t want to tell Mommy because I didn’t want her to be sad if you were gone.” 

“Oh, honey,” Scully whispered, rubbing her back as she looked at Mulder. 

“But then I heard you and Mommy said you were here,” Faith said, taking a deep shaky breath. 

“Right here, love,” he said, his eyes on Scully’s as he shook his head slightly and sighed. “I’m so sorry you couldn’t find me.” 

“I found you now,” Faith said, sniffling and then drawing in a sobbing breath. 

“I’m right here,” he said again, closing his eyes and kissing her temple. “I would never leave you, my love.” 

“Can I sleep with you? And Mommy?” 

“Of course you can.” 

“Oh… but I forgot Aley,” she said in a sad voice and Scully smiled, patting Faith’s back gently. 

“I’ll go get her for you, my love. Be right back.” 

“Thank you, Mommy,” Faith said, pressing even closer to Mulder as Scully got out of bed and walked to Faith’s room to get Aley, the grey alien with the pink belly. 

Her covers were a tangled mess and one of her pillows was on the floor. Scully pulled at the covers, straightening and smoothing them before placing the pillow back onto the bed. She picked up Aley, turned off Faith’s night light, and left the room. 

Coming back into their bedroom, she closed the door and got back into bed, sighing at the warmth lingering within the blankets. 

“Here’s Aley,” she said, handing the alien to Faith. 

“Thank you,” she whispered, holding it between her and Mulder. 

“You’re welcome,” Scully whispered back, meeting Mulder’s eyes and silently asking if she was okay. He nodded once and she smiled. Moving closer, she kissed the top of Faith’s head. 

“I love you, Mommy,” Faith said, reaching her hand up and onto her shoulder, waiting for Scully to take a hold of it. 

“I love you too, my love,” Scully said, giving her hand a squeeze. “I hope you have better dreams now.” 

“I will. Daddy said he would hold me all night, so I will be sure to know he’s right here.” 

“He’s a really good Daddy,” Scully said, looking at Mulder with a smile, and Faith nodded. 

“He is,” she said, yawning and then humming out a sigh. “I’m tired now. I love you, Daddy.” 

“Love you too, my Squatchy girl,” Mulder answered, kissing her temple softly. 

“Hmm,” she hummed again, her eyes closing as she began to breathe deeply. 

Scully and Mulder stared at one another as she fell asleep, her grip on his shirt slackening as she did. 

“I hate that she had a dream like that,” he whispered with a frown. 

“I know,” Scully whispered back, squeezing Faith’s hand gently before letting go. “But it was just a dream.” 

“Was it?” 

“Yes,” she said with a nod, deciding not to mention how she had woken up just before Faith had come into the room, chalking it up simply to mother’s intuition. “Just a dream. A bad one, yes. But just a dream.” He sighed as he looked down at Faith. 

“I don’t want her to ever worry about that,” he said. “To have the fear that I won’t be there. Or you.” He raised his eyes and looked at Scully. 

“It was just a bad dream,” she whispered again, moving even closer and placing her arm on his hip, encompassing Faith. “Tomorrow she’ll tell you what she remembers and then move on from it.” 

“Yeah,” he whispered in agreement, touching his forehead to hers as Faith hummed in her sleep and Scully smiled softly, closing her eyes with the hope for better dreams. 

_______

“Mommy?” 

Scully opened her eyes and saw Faith’s face inches from hers. 

“Hi, honey,” she said, humming and then clearing her throat. “How are you?” 

“I have to go to the bathroom.” 

“Go ahead, my love.” 

“Okay.” 

Faith shimmied around and extricated herself from the blankets, crawling across the bed with Aley in her hand. 

“Leave Aley,” Scully said, closing her eyes as she stretched. “She doesn’t need to go in the bathroom with you.” 

“Okay.” She left Aley on the bed as she slid down and then walked to the bathroom, pushing the door open with a squeak. 

“Hmmm,” Mulder mumbled and then sat up in a panic. “Where’s Faith?” 

“Bathroom, hon,” Scully said, patting his arm as she looked at him. 

“Is she-”

“She seems okay. But we’ll talk to her.” 

“Yeah.” 

She smiled at him and he nodded, glancing toward the bathroom. Laying back down, he stared at her. 

“She’s okay,” she said again. 

The toilet flushed and then the water was running at the sink. They heard her feet stepping across the floor and then she was climbing back into the bed, grabbing Aley as she made her way between them. 

“Hey, love,” Mulder said. “How are you today?” 

“I’m fine, Daddy. How are you?” she asked, getting under the blankets. Scully stifled a laugh, a hand at her mouth, as she stared at him. 

“You had a bad dream last night, do you remember?” 

“Umm, a little bit.” 

“Do you want to talk about it?” 

“I just couldn’t find you. I didn’t know where you were.” 

“Okay and then-”

“Then I came in here and I found you. You weren’t really gone. You were right here. I just forgot.” 

“Yes, I was here,” he said with a smile as she pet Aley’s head. “But it was a dream. You didn’t forget anything. It was a dream making you think I was gone.” 

“My brain was tricking me,” she said with a nod and he looked at Scully, his eyes wide. 

“Well, not exactly that,” he said, fighting back a smile. “Dreams aren’t tricks, although they might seem that way sometimes, especially if it’s a bad one.” 

“I don’t like bad dreams,” she said, turning toward him and snuggling close. 

“I don’t either,” he said, rubbing her back and smiling at Scully. 

“Good dreams are better.” 

“They are, but sometimes we do have bad dreams. But, if you do have one, you can always do exactly what you did last night and come in here with us. We can’t stop the bad dreams, but we can be here to talk about it and hold you if it helps you feel better.”  

“It does make me feel better. I like sleeping with you and Mommy. Your bed is warm and cozy.” 

“I feel the same about your bed. It’s very soft, Goldilocks,” Mulder said and Faith giggled. 

“No. It's just right,” Faith said and Scully smiled, understanding the groundwork he was laying for later when bedtime came around. 

“It is just right. The perfect bed for you. Especially with all your stuffies.” 

“Like Oreo,” she said, talking about the large orca whale she had gotten recently for Valentine’s Day from Skinner and Rachel. 

“Like Oreo,” he agreed. “Do you-”

“I’m hungry,” she said. “Can we have pancakes?” 

“Uhhh sure,” he said as Scully laughed silently. 

“Yay!” Faith said, pulling back and kicking away the blankets. “I’m gonna go get Oreo.” 

“Oh…kay,” he said, giving her the space to get out of the bed. “Get your slippers on and we’ll go downstairs.” 

“Can we have pink pancakes?” she asked, looking back at him. 

“Whatever you’d like, love,” he said and she grinned. 

“Thank you, Daddy,” she said. “Oreo will be happy to hear about the pink pancakes. She will say hooooooooray.” 

Scully laughed and Faith smiled at her as she continued off the bed and out of the room. She looked back at Mulder and he shook his head. 

“See? Just a dream.” 

“The way children can bounce back from things should be studied, if it hasn’t already.” 

“I agree. They-”

“Pink pancakes? That sounds goooooooood,” Faith said from her bedroom, speaking in Oreo’s whale voice. 

“Jesus Christ, I love her so much,” Mulder said, pushing the blankets back and getting out of bed with a grin as Scully laughed and shook her head. 

“Me too,” she said, laughing again as she also got up, the anticipation of pink pancakes causing her stomach to growl. 

[skelavender]

mulder and scully’s wedding rings and scully in her wedding dress to celebrate their super platonic, just bros wedding in kind of perfect! read chapter 3 here, or below the cut!

Mulder is more excited then he’s let himself be since Scully proposed. He’s buzzing out of his skin, and hoping that it doesn’t show. He doesn’t want Scully to think he’s nervous.

“Are you nervous?” she asks from her seat in their office. They’re both still in their suits, acting as if it’s a normal workday, and not the fifth Wednesday since they got engaged. As if it’s not their wedding day. 

“Hmm?”

“Are you nervous?” She repeats, “You’re all jittery. It’s not too late to call it off if you don't want to do it.”

“I do,” he says quickly, “I’m just finding it hard to focus. I mean, we’re getting married in less than an hour, Scully, don’t tell me your attention is entirely on that autopsy report.”

She smiles, “It’s not.” She closes the folder and puts it to the side. “Do you want to get going early?”

He rises, “Absolutely.” At the door, he offers her his elbow and she places her hand in the bend, familiar. “You ready for this, Mrs. Spooky?”

She gives a full laugh, “Yes, I am.”

They both grab garment bags from their cars and walk the three blocks to the courthouse. Mulder hadn’t mentioned anything about the tux, but Scully isn’t entirely surprised. He’s treated this with the same weight she is. It’s no small thing. 

They change quickly in the public restrooms and meet back in the lobby. When they tell the clerk they are there for their civil ceremony appointment, she asked about their witness.

“Do we… need one?”

“I mean, technically someone here could do it? But people tend to prefer a friend or family member to sign their marriage licenses.”

Mulder and Scully share a look. 

“Should we…” She starts.

“Probably.”

“I mean, he’s the only other one who is supposed to know.”

“I’ll call him.” He nods.

“It’s really no trouble for someone here–” the girl says, but Mulder cuts her off.

“It’s fine, as long as it’s okay for us to wait ten minutes?”

“Of course.” She says. 

He and Scully step outside as he dials Skinner’s office.

“Skinner,” the man says when Mulder goes through.

“Sir, I need you to meet me and Agent Scully at the courthouse and to not ask questions.”

“Agent Mulder, I can not bail you out of jail.” Skinner replies immediately.

“Is that really your first thought?”

“With you? Yes.”

“Well neither off us have been arrested, we just… need a favor. It’ll only take half an hour.”

“And what’s the nature of this favor?”

“It’s… personal. Just a signature. Nothing big.”

Against his better judgment, Skinner agrees. 

***

Walter Skinner is not an idiot. He knows they're in love. He also knows that both of them are too damn stupid and too damn professional to do anything about it. He hears the whispers, knows that everyone else in violent crimes is so sure that they spend their days in the basement office in a haze of sex. But Skinner knows better. He sees the hesitance in Mulder's touches, as if he's afraid that the contact could be rejected at any moment. He sees how Scully soaks his touch in like she doesn’t know if or when she’ll get the next drop. He sees how they gaze at each other when the other is looking away. Or, sometimes, when they’re looking directly at them. 

So, when he arrives at the courthouse to see Scully in a white dress and Mulder in a tux, he shouldn’t be surprised. 

“What is this, Agents?” He asks, despite knowing exactly what it is.

“We’re getting married.” Scully says, “As a contingency. We need a witness, if you would be willing, sir.”

“A contingency? For what? Is there a threat you haven’t told me about?”

“A lot of things,” Scully says, “It started because of hospital visitations, medical decisions. The more we thought about it, the more sense it made.”

“You realize that if you’re in a relationship, you can’t be partners anymore?”

“We aren’t in a relationship, sir,” Mulder interjects, “It’s just paperwork. Less than changing wills, and next of kin, and power of attorney, and everything else.”

The look on Skinner’s face can only be described as long-suffering resignation. “You know what, sure.”

Scully looks mildly surprised and looks up at Mulder, “I thought that would take more convincing.”

“I don’t have the time or energy to ask all the questions I have, Agent Scully.”

***

Bartlett, as an officiant at the Moultrie Courthouse, has overseen many marriages. He loves his job. He loves seeing the looks people share when they bind themselves to their love. Loves seeing the happiness spread across their faces. 

This couple is no different. 

They walk in side by side, not touching, with their witness following close behind. Bartlett introduces himself by first name, and begins the ceremony when they confirm that they are ready. He says the same words he always does. They forego vows, saying that it would take too long.

He believes them. He’s seen couples take upwards of half an hour each. He saw them a couple months later for a divorce. Long vows do not a happy relationship make. 

But these two aren’t like that. They’re the type he would imagine said everything they needed to in private, not wanting to spend anyone else’s time on it, or to let them see that intimacy. Where they hold hands, the woman’s pointer finger reaches out to play with the hair tie on the man’s wrist. 

By the time they get to the important part, they haven't broken eye contact once. 

Bartlett focuses on the woman, “Do you, Dana Scully, take Fox Mulder to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” She says, with a peaceful smile. She slips the ring onto Fox’s finger. 

Bartlett turns to the man, “And do you, Fox Mulder, take Dana Scully to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” He replies, "All that and more." His voice is rough with withheld emotion. He places the ring on her finger in turn.

Bartlett smiles, and says his favorite line. “By the power vested in me by the city of DC, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

The man takes his now-wife in his arms and lays a kiss on her forehead. In comparison to other ceremonies Bartlett has performed, this is odd, but when he sees the smile on her face and the tears brimming her eyes when she looks up at him and kisses his cheek, any spot of concern is wiped from his mind.

These two really, really love each other. 

***

After signing the final paperwork, the trio heads back to the Hoover building. Mulder and Scully have changed back into their work clothes, the sound of their half enthusiastic, half exasperated back-and-forth just as it usually is. Mulder’s looking into some possible sex demon in Nevada. Scully emphasizes that it’s in Vegas.

Skinner wouldn’t be able to tell it had ever happened, if it weren’t for the glow. 

As they part ways in the lobby, Skinner turns to them. “Have a good day, Agents. And a word of advice? If you don’t want anyone to know, perhaps take the rings off in the building?”

As the elevator closes, the last thing Skinner sees of them is mutual surprise, and Scully quickly working the ring off her finger and opening her jacket to place it in the inside pocket, a spot he’s seen her pat absently the past couple months. He huffs a laugh once the doors close. 

Mulder, slightly delayed, only starts to remove his ring when Skinner leaves his sights. Scully’s hand on his stops him just after it passes his first knuckle. 

“If just one of us wears it for now, it’ll probably be safe. We could stagger it, no one will notice. If… you want to.”

Mulder meets her eyes. She just looks… vulnerable. As if giving him permission to publicly wear his promise to her would be a favor to her, and not one of his deepest desires.

He slips the ring back onto his finger. “I do.”

She smirks, “I’m getting the strangest sense of deja vu. Have you said that to me recently, Mulder?”

“You know, I think I might have.”

With poorly restrained smiles, they make their way back down to the basement. 

***

A week passes, and every day Scully shows up to work with the ring burning a hole in her pocket. Mulder wears his proudly. When it catches the light, she looks at it with jealousy. 

She’s terrified of it. Not being married to Mulder, there’s no part of her that could ever regret or fear that, but of being found out. Wearing rings is an unnecessary risk, one that could lead to an end of their formal partnership, but it’s one that would feel disingenuous not to take. She wants to wear his ring. She just wants to remain partners with him more. 

Her fear comes true about a week into their marriage. She’s in the bathroom when Agent Driscoll approaches her as she’s washing her hands. 

“So Agent Scully,” She says, “Your partner has been the talk of the office recently. He has a wedding ring now.”

Scully’s heart skips a beat. She schools her expression the same way she does when talking to a particularly skeevy suspect. Nothing can bother her. 

“Yes he does, Agent Driscoll.”

“No one in the office seems to know anything. None of us were at the wedding. No one even knew he was seeing somebody.”

“Are you close enough to Agent Mulder to expect to be invited to his wedding?”

“Well, no.” She admits, “But you are. Were you there?”

Inside, Scully is screaming. Outside, she is fixing the swoop of her hair with a damp finger. She decides to tell the vaguest possible truth, “I was.”

“Well?”

She looks at Driscoll now, “Well what?”

“Who did he marry? Do you know her?”

“Yes, quite well.” Scully says. Better than anyone, as a matter of fact.

“Oh, come on, Scully. Spill. Everyone’s wondering.”

“My partner’s private life isn’t mine to discuss.” Scully clears a final nonexistent smudge of makeup from under eye. She sweeps out of the bathroom, managing to avoid any more of Agent Driscoll’s questions, and does her best not to sprint back to the basement office. 

When she makes it back, she leans against the closed door and tilts her head to the ceiling, eyes closed, waiting for her heart to stop thumping in her ears. 

“Scully, you alright?”

She opens her eyes and stares at the dimpled drop ceiling. “I just got cornered by Agent Driscoll in the bathroom.”

“About what?”

“You.” 

His eyebrows shoot up, “Me?”

Scully pushes off the door and moves to lean against the edge of Mulder’s desk. “You and your wife. People have noticed your ring.”

“My… oh. Shit.”

“Mhmm.” Scully agrees.

“Do you think I should stop wearing it?” His voice is small, soft.

“No. It’d be more suspicious to stop wearing it now. I’m just not sure when it’ll be safe for me to start wearing mine.”

“Oh.”

“I’m sorry.” She grabs his hand, runs her thumb along it. “I would if I could. It feels… unbalanced this way.”

“It’s alright, Scully.”

She disagrees.

***

When Mulder gets home that evening, he finds a large envelope with “Do Not Bend” crammed into his mailbox. In his apartment, he inspects the contents, and immediately calls Scully. 

“Hello?” 

“Scully, I need you to get over here.”

“What’s wrong?” 

“I need you to make sure I’m not hallucinating.”

“I’m on my way.” The call clicks to a close. 

She opens his door without knocking a mere 15 minutes later. When she steps in, she does so like she’s approaching a wild animal. 

“Mulder?”

“Scully look at this,” he says from his spot at the table, “tell me this doesn’t say what I think it does.” He holds the paper out to her. 

“Our marriage certificate? Mulder, we planned this in advance, you can’t act as if we did it while drunk in Vegas.”

“No, here.” He points to the line with the officiant’s signature. “Scully, tell me we weren’t married by a man named Bartlett Tiddlywinks.”

“Oh, my god.”

“Yeah.”

Their eyes meet, and they simultaneously burst into uncontrollable laughter. 

***

The following Monday, Mulder jumps up from his desk as soon as Scully opens the door. “I have something for you.” He trips in his haste to round the desk and approach her.

“Good morning to you too, Mulder. I had a wonderful weekend, thank you for asking, quite relaxing.” She stops her ribbing when she sees his closed fist, fingers down, held out  to drop something into her own hand. She places an open palm beneath his, and he drops a gold chain into it. When she picks it up, it’s long. Much longer than her usual necklace, or any others she owns. 

“It’s for your ring.”

Scully’s eyes snap to Mulder’s. Her mouth forms a surprised O.

“I was thinking about it over the weekend, and it makes sense, doesn’t it? You can still wear it, but this way you don’t have to worry about taking it off for autopsies. It’s long enough that it’ll lay under your shirt, no one will notice.”

“Thank you, Mulder.” She says absently. He’s right, it does make absolute sense. She doesn’t know why she didn’t think of it earlier. “That’s… very thoughtful. Thank you.”

“Of course, Scully.” He rests his hand on her arm, and she places her own on top. She reaches into the inside pocket of her jacket and withdraws the ring from its usual home to place it on the chain.

It’s Mulder’s turn to be surprised, “I didn’t realize you had been carrying it around.”

“I kept the old one in me too, in case I… needed to use it. Unexpectedly.” She slips the ring into its new home and holds it out to him. “Help me put it on?” She requests, even though the chain is long enough for her to clasp before slipping it over her head. She wants him to place the ring where it’s going to stay, so sue her. 

He takes the necklace and she turns around. He brushes her hair off her neck uselessly, and Scully does her best not to shiver at his light touch. He lifts the chain around her head and clasps it. When it’s on, the length of the chain places her wedding ring squarely between her breasts, in the perfect spot to hide from prying eyes. She turns back around to look up to Mulder, and leans into him for an embrace. He holds her tight, and presses a kiss into the top of her head. 

The stress and fear of potentially being separated melts away from her in his arms. It’s her favorite form of peace. 

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[scullysexual]

I debated posting this. I am debating deleting this. This might be what my fictober is this year (actually, I think this is what the kids call kinktober) and I guess I'm starting it three days early? idfk. I'm following this list. Why I'm doing this...well I live in fear of writing smut so why not exposure therapy myself and do a whole entire month of writing smut? maybe. Anyway these fics are written to be vague as fuck as to what season or even universe these fics exist in so whatever floats your boat. For this one, since it deals with virginity loss, I wouldn't personally put it in the series but what do I know? I'm just a guy so you do you and read this however you like. Goodbye.

Also: second person mulder pov. if that's not your thing, don't read it.

Bye bye.

i. Virginity.

Her fingers are in your hair, pulling you impossibly close to her. Your senses are assaulted by the taste, smell, and feel of her. Those three things were nothing new, of course- you’ve found yourself in this situation many times- but each time you you’re shocked by just how good, how perfect, she feels.

What was supposed to be usual Friday Movie Night has turned into a make-out session. Not that that was so unusual, often times they did, only later. Tonight you hadn’t so far as put the movie in the VHS player before her lips are on yours and she’s pulling you down.

You try not to overthink it, this is as far as you got after all before she’d pull back, give you a shy smile, and leave you with an erection that you’d have no choice but to deal with. There was one time, however, when things got a little too carried away. You were 95% sure she orgasmed that night- her body suddenly stiffening and falling though you couldn’t be sure-sure, she had gone red, kissed you quickly, and left just as fast. It didn’t matter, you thought of that moment each time. You never got to that point again.

Tonight, though, she is grinding against your erection just like she had that night, even through the many layers of clothing that separates you, you can feel the heat radiating off her. You think you might get another night like that one, to finally get that confirmation that you have witnessed Scully coming.

She pulls away and your eyes fixate on the way her lips have swelled, hear the little sigh escape as she readjusts herself against you and you think you might just get it, if you don’t change the rhythm of your hips, if you don’t suddenly change anything then maybe she’ll stay in this space she’s in and maybe she’ll come again.

All your hopes and dreams are destroyed when she places two hands on your hips, pushing against them, forcing you to stop. You try not to show your disappointment as you go to move off her. That’s it, she’s leaving, you didn’t even get to watch the movie.

But then she’s staring at you, puzzled for a moment, and you’re unsure of what to do, of what she wants. She tugs the lower part of your body back down towards her and naturally your top half follows. Her mouth finds your ear and she whispers words you never thought you’d hear for years.

“I want it to be you.”

Your dick reacts faster than your brain can process the words, growing even harder as your brain catches up.

“I want you inside me.”

Her hands are running along the waistband of your sweatpants, waiting for your permission. You’ve never taken a girl’s virginity before and the thought makes your brain go fuzzy. What if you hurt her? What if you’re not what she was expecting? Grinding against her was safe, be even mistaken as accidental, but actually being inside her? You don’t even think you’d last long enough to pleasure her.

But she is looking at you with so much vulnerability, her hands slowing down. She taking your silence as a no and it is definitely not a no, you are just scared.

Actually, fucking terrified.

So naturally you say yes.

She is fully naked, laying on your bed.

Scully naked. On your bed.

You feel drunk. You feel clumsy. You feel completely overwhelmed, no idea where to start.

Scully tries to help, and by help you mean rush to the main advent too soon but you still her, pulling her hands from your hips and lacing them together, thumb soothing the tops of her hands. There’s an order to this, a way, you need to make sure she’s ready, you can’t hurt her. But where do you begin.

“Mulder…?” There’s that vulnerability in her eyes again.

Your eyes fall to her mouth. Her mouth! Safe and familiar. You start there, reaching down to press your lips against hers. It’s safe and familiar to Scully, too, and you briefly let her take over, to let her choose when to deepen the kiss, let it become more than just a chaste kiss.

When she starts to move her hips, however, you know it’s time to take back the control. You pull away, brush the hair from her face, and decide the only logical path is downwards.

Her neck, whilst not as familiar as her lips, wasn’t exactly new territory either. You’ve spent less time here but enough to remember where all her pleasure points where. You stay in this spot, procrastinate even, because after this it was all unexplored territory.

You can only stall long enough before she starts getting impatient. The third lift of her hips and you know it’s time to move on.

You don’t let yourself think. You don’t even let yourself come up for air, you travel downwards, pressing kisses to her skin, until you reach her breastbone. Halfway there, you think. You wonder how you should do this. Laying your head against her chest, you open your eyes and see your target in sight. You hold her side and let your thumb caress the soft skin. Above you, Scully let’s out a deep breath and it encourages you to venture upwards. Your hand now gently cupping her breast you swirl your forefinger once around her areola before swiping your thumb across her retracted nipple.

The action has her gasping, her body jerking once at the sensation. You do it again and once more, coaxing the nipple outwards.

Scully continues to gasp above you and, emboldened, you take her nipple between your thumb and forefinger and squeeze, not too hard, but enough to draw a louder sigh from her.

Once it has hardened to your satisfaction, you move onto its twin.

“It might not stay like that,” Scully says before you move on. She leans up on her elbows, looking down at her chest with a grim look. “They don’t usually…”

You look back to the nipple and see that it has already lost it’s peak. You smile reassuringly up at her, not offended by her inverted nipples at the slightest. Before moving on, you press a kiss straight on to it and a moan escapes from Scully.

“Do that again,” sighs Scully, falling back down.

You do it on the other, and more, you tease her nipple to a peak with your thumb then kiss and suck on it with your mouth. A gentle bite earns you a squeak and you can’t help but laugh. You watch as her blush floods her skin, flushing all the way down to her breasts; another curiosity satisfied. You have no idea why her body scared you so much.

You stay at her chest for a while longer, becoming as familiar with her breasts and her nipples as her lips are but then it is time to move on to the part that has your stomach twisting with fear the most.

You take the same approach as last time. You try not to think and kiss your way downwards. When you get to her just below her belly button you pause. God, you can smell her- humid and heady and you let it, for a second, go up to your brain. You lick your lips and wonder if she’d let you…

She nods her consent and you watch the way her chest heaves with anticipation. Your own breaths have deepened as you slip off the bed and gently pull her towards the edge. You’ve never done this before, even beyond Scully, it has been a long-standing curiosity. You just hope to whatever deity that you do not fuck it up.

You’ve barely began but already you could come. You both moan only your moan sends an unintended vibration through her body that has her thrashing on the bed and moaning again. Only the moan is your name and you shut your eyes, thrust your tongue in more to feel the hot rush against his tongue as you firmly repeat to yourself not to come over and over again.

Well, she definitely came that time, no doubt about it. You pull away, secretly savouring the taste of her that is still on your tongue and lips. Scully lays on the bed, that red flush almost covering her entire body, breathing heavily.

“Mulder, I’m sor—”

But your lips are against hers before she can finish and you wonder if she can taste herself, you hope she can.

“Don’t apologise,” you say once you’ve both pulled away. “That was amazing.”

She lets out a shy, little giggle.

“I still want you to…I think I’m ready now.”

“I know.” You’re ready too, you think.

You grab the condom that’s been waiting patiently on the bedside table and slip it on. You smile at Scully, one that she returns, and dip your fingers between her legs, coaxing her open. She is more than ready but this is the part you feared the most, the part that might possibly make or break your relationship. The only saving grace- she has no one to compare you to.

It takes all your strength but you slide in slowly and gently, your body shaking with strain as her walls stretch around you. You keep an eye on her expressions, looking out for any signs of discomfort. That discomfort comes when you’re half way inside her, you see a slight wince and stop immediately.

“Are you okay?” you ask her with strain.

She takes a moment but does eventually nod. “Just…slow…please,” she breaths out.

You readjust your weight, slowly, and begin an even slower descent in. You’ve barely moved before she lets out a sudden cry.

“That’s okay!” she squeaks out, her eyes tightly shut.

There’s sweat and hair in your eye but you stay still.

“Yeah, this is okay,” you say more to yourself than to her. “It’ll feel better once I start moving.” You’re not even sure if that’s true but you start to move anyway, slowly at first, testing the waters. You try not to go beyond those four inches, not wanting to ruin the moment when her winces of pain turn into moans of pleasure.

It seems she is no closer to coming then you feel a pull from your balls. You feel a momentary panic, a need to find out if she’s close to coming or not before you blow.

“Scully,” you say, near her ear. “Are you close? Do you wanna…?”

She shakes her head, fist clenching and unclenching. “It’s okay,” she finally says. “I had my turn before.”

Enough is said before you explode. Pleasure ripples through your body and your dick, never-ending. You fall onto her and only at the last second do you remember to roll away.

Scully sighs when you pull out of her, head rolling into your shoulder.

You both lay there in silence, the only sound is your deep breaths. The realisation of what you’ve done comes over you. You’re not sure what to do now. You need to remove this condom and probably get Scully a cloth or something but you don’t want to leave her in this state. Phoebe didn’t hold you the first time you had sex, or any time thereafter, she just got up and left. You remember how you felt each time: abandoned, used, unloved. You never ever wanted Scully to feel that way with you.

Her eyes are still closed though her breath has calmed considerably. She almost looks to be asleep. Maybe she is.

Gently, you stroke the side of her face. “Scully…?”

She hums her response. So not quite asleep, you think smiling.

“I’m just going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

I’m not leaving you, is what you’re really saying.

She hums her response once more.

You don’t waste any time away from her. You dispose of the condom and grab a cloth, wetting it with warm water and heading back to the bed.

She’s curled in a ball, goosebumps covering her flesh. You pry her legs apart and wipe between them. She jumps at the contact.

“Shh…” you soothe, your free hand stroking through her hair. “It’s just me.” She grows still, relaxing and you finish cleaning her, throwing the cloth onto the bedside table to deal with later.

You get her and yourself beneath the covers and curl yourself around her, spooning her as she sleeps. You lace your hands together, press a kiss against the clump of freckles that dot her shoulder, and hope you lived up to her expectations.

[silenthillmutual]

my buddy @doomednarrative tagged me in a fic writer's ask game so ^_^ let's do this!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

on my current account i have 154. being unemployed and hypomanic during lockdown will do that to you.

2. What is your AO3 wordcount?

895,907. i can't tell if that's a normal distribution for my fic count or not.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

at the moment: silent hill, bloodborne, and pathologic. most of what i have up there is for pathologic. i've got other fandoms up there though.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

eight, thirty-one - 1899 kudos (danganronpa)

to quote mika, age 35, of beirut, lebanon: "where have all the good (gay) guys gone?" - 1066 kudos (danganronpa)

(they long to be) close to you - 1021 kudos (mob psycho 100)

all jotaro wants for christmas is kakyoin (and he screws that up) - 810 kudos (jojo's bizarre adventure)

anticlimax - 796 kudos (danganronpa)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i've responded to most comments i've gotten, though it's always months late because i tend to read the e-mail first thing in the morning, head to work, and completely forget to respond. responding feels more personal. i know i'd be more likely to comment on someone's fics if i knew they appreciated it, so i try to make the effort, even if i struggle to know what to say.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

god this is old as hell but probably life in technicolor/the end of all things. they're life is strange style aus for one punch man and genos dies at the end of one of them, and at the end of the other the city is destroyed. the fics are connected, but i won't say how.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

so tired, so tired, my heart and i (pathologic) is probably the sappiest i've ever written a fic so i'm guessing that one!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

occasionally. i got transmisogynist hate for when you finally get inovlved, face to face for writing chihiro as a trans girl, and it made me stop writing for danganronpa altogether. i got a guest user on some burakhovsky nsfw i posted (idr which one) who said "jesus christ, tag your trans shit". and someone who went off on me years ago called vita in motu (pathologic) "borderline mpreg" and they very much meant it derogatorily. so if i seem a lil paranoid about interacting w people there's a reason why lol.

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

i do! i actually write more smut than i post because i am not showing everyone my oc/canon smut. like some friends will be able to see it but i'm not brave enough to show the whole world that. also a lot of au smut recently that has no context and i'm not posting it to ao3 without context.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

i did moreso in the past than currently. we're not gonna talk about the craziest one though<3 love and light

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

nah. i've had people write fic very inspired by stuff i've written but not copy-and-paste stolen, to my knowledge

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

people have asked but as far as i know it never happened. always thought it would be cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes!! w my buddy dj :) also published rps in the past that i shaped up into fics.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

mulder/scully is The Ship Of All Time to me. the blueprint.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh there's a few!!

a rebel without a case rewrite that i started because i wanted to fix what i saw as timing issues in the film.

an akira/mob psycho 100... crossover? au? both? i had some real ideas for that one but it's not going anywhere

a silent hill au for mob psycho 100 that apprently someone was interested in enough to try and make their own while referencing mine. it was an audience participation fic and i'm honestly upset that i lost steam on this one because it was a lot of fun!

a magnus archives statement from artemy burakh. the idea behind that one was that he saw daniil die, and then be replaced by another actor... but artemy's the only one who noticed the different actor.

literally dozens of pathologic fics that i have started like you have no idea just how much i have started for that stupid game.

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'm not sure! my partner says i do vagueness well, and the unease that comes with that. i think i do decent at introspection in general

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

action for sure. i tend to do better with thought than with action, so i can write really long scenes where absolutely nothing hapens. kind of an issue!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don't really do it because i only know like...extremely basic german and i feel it'd be a disservice to other languages to just google translate. i will occasionally describe characters using sign, but again... not knowing it, i don't feel comfortable just saying shit, you know?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

i wrote something like fanfic as a like, eight year old? for a book series i can no longer remember. but for first published fanfic it was either bones or soul eater. those fics might still be out there, who knows!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i don't really have one! i'm still really proud of o tempora, o mores (pathologic), vita in motu (pathologic), and my mind has changed my body's frame (bloodborne) <- less sure of that one bc not much feedback but y'know!

who shall i tag.... @stvlti, @brodyliciousbooty, @loudmound, @go-go-devil, @shogoakuji and anyone else who writes, consider yourself tagged :P !

[katy-kt-katie]

Thanks for the tag @agent-troi ❤️

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

81

2. What’s your total Ao3 words count?

367,309

3. What fandoms do you write for?

The X-Files

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A Rose Petal and A Fish Tank, Couples Retreat, What Happens on Ka'ula, The Toy, Not a Widely Understood Definition

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to always respond. I truly enjoy engaging with readers; I'm also an avid commenter on fics I read.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

My fics don't end angsty. They end with smut, lol. Maybe "Mulder on the witness stand" it ends more ambiguously.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Definitely "The Wedding Party". I had Covid last year and wrote "Rose Petal and a Fish Tank" and "The Wedding Party" at the same time. When I felt angsty I wrote one, when I felt fluffy---the other.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Honestly- rarely. But I see it out there and it makes me sad. My fics are designed to be pleasing and not controversial---but I read lots of controversial fics and I can not accept how mean readers can be!

9. Do you write smut?

Always. I am a pervert. Sorry, but it's true.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No, but I've written one RPF. And I think of writing more all the time. David and Gillian are quite a tease, right????

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No, but I've seen it and called it out! It's wild! I was blown away reading the same fic that I'd already read!!!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't know? I have a lot of foreign language readers and thank God for Google Translate, I can comment back with them!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! I wrote Mastermind with @tofuttim and have written several "tag" fics with my friends- See here....

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

MSR rocked my world. Never have I seen two people who so clearly COULD NOT end up with anyone else. I love them.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I don't do WIP. Not saying that in a judgmental way, I just don't start and stop works. At least not yet.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Apparently (according to readers) I write smut well. And I have an eye for trope nonsense.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I suck at writing! I live and die by Grammarly. I'm a math/science girl who just has ideas and am not really an expert on language at all!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Sure. Thanks Google Translate!!!!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

MSR / X Files. It was a cute idea, horribly written. Tons of help from Crystal and Kisha!

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

I like the spicier fics. So (See tags above) "What Happens in Ka'ula" and "The Toy". As far as less read works- "The Stranger Shaman"---I'm really proud of it, and it didn't get much attention because I dropped it in one day. "The Comments of F.M. Luder's Fan Fiction" is very meta. "Fused" is hot. (I know it's weird to say that about my own fics, but I have no problem reading them after a month or so, and feeling like I"m an outsider. I have a horrible memory, always have!)

***ANYONE WHO WANTS TO PLAY, JUMP IN!

[crazy56u]

Guess who has two thumbs and was effectively tricked into agreeing to work on his day off tonight?

Also, why the fuck is the title "Closure Encounters", I thought it was a typo at first...

No saga sell, we enter The X-Files and die like men, lets go.

"I'll go take a look", says the man about to be abducted by aliens...

Okay, legitimately, were those children real?

And why were there lawn gnomes?

Okay, given how "Star Light, Star Bright" actually did confirm aliens existed in the world of Quantum Leap, it's going to be interesting if this episode honors that.

"Look, maybe we can deal with the potential alien shit first, the relationship shit later?"

"Ziggy still doesn't know why you're here." Ziggy still doesn't know how to talk, Addison.

Project Sign flopped so Project Blue Book couldn't, checkmate, atheists.

Calling it: the police forced Carrie to take the blame.

And the car radio is being a real piece of shit right now.

"Pretty much remember everyone now." Meanwhile back at the Project, Tom starts to sweat and he doesn't know why.

"Can you take me through what happened?" "There was a car crash, and I wound up here." "Not what I meant."

They crossed into the Twilight Zone.

RULE OF THUMB: You cannot outrun a UFO, hitting the gas will only fuck you over.

My guess is that Melanie fell and hit her head, causing her coma.

"Like it or not, this is a criminal manner." "And I'm the criminal." Everyone's batting 1000 today.

Okay, calling it: the government is trying to cover up the UFO, so they moved the coma girl back into the car.

...or Russell Hunt did the coverup, honestly, either is likely at this stage. Not a good first impression.

"Say what you want, the law is on his side. Now if you excuse me, I have to be his lapdog."

"Okay, nine minutes of leap, one minute of Project, now you can't complain about us taking a break!"

I love the implication that it took Ben roughly eight hours to find a reflective surface.

"Could she really go to jail?" "Look, I don't wanna think about that right now, can I please just have a coffee?"

The atom bomb and yo-yos: Two horrors born out of World War II.

In this family, if you are a male, you either become the Sheriff, or you die. It's the 1940s, those are the rules.

So, is this a car chase scene, or...

Oh, how I so wish he just decided to floor it and play chicken- Okay, shut me the fuck up, then...

MORAL OF THE STORY: The sheriff has more stones than a random fuck with a hat.

"You're the one who called Project Sign." Honestly, did not expect that plot twist.

Addison, no need to state the obvious.

Okay, that's how you know the Sheriff is cool: He tampers with the crime scene to protect his granddaughter.

"I don't see why anyone would go out of their way to brush over their tracks." Yep, it's a coverup.

"Ben, I need to talk to you-" "Addison, if you are about to tell me there's no aliens, and Carrie is guilty, I am going to scream."

"Hey, this girl's in a coma, what do we do about it?" "Eh, just hang a cross over her head, it's the 1940s, that's good enough medical care."

"But it sounds so crazy..." "Honey, you're talking to a time traveler from 2022, possessing a man from the 1940s, investigating aliens."

My personal rule of thumb rears its head: Green is evil.

Ah, yes, that's smart, get Indiana Jones to help you beat up Agent Mulder in the middle of the street.

And now the Sheriff is packing.

So, basically, because Carrie crashed her car into Hunt's backyard, he has a fucking vendetta.

I will fucking laugh if Ben actually sees a UFO for real before he leaps out, and the Project is made to look like dummies.

"Addison, your ex-fiance is getting reckless, tell him to calm the fuck down." "Magic, I flushed my ring three years ago, I will do no such thing."

Calling it now, Hunt is in the middle of burning his helicopter in the middle of nowhere.

And back to the blue dimension.

"Grief is a strange thing." Well, according to Queen Elizabeth, and a shithead fanfic, grief is also the price we pay. [I will not be explaining the context to that latter bit.]

And the Imaging Chamber conked out, that's how you know it's aliens.

Also, soft confirmation that Janis isn't coming back for Season 2.

"SHIT, I ALWAYS WANTED TO SHOOT A UFO/HELICOPTER!"

And the cameraman snaps and mauls Raymond Lee.

[I don't know which is worse: The fact that Glade Pods had that guy make time stop by making love to his blanket, or the fact his name was Steve.]

And Ben wakes up either in the sheriff's house, or a fancy ass hotel.

Translation: Ben is openly suppressing his emotional problems.

Okay, so, did the cameraman inject Ben and Melanie with evil?

But when was the military ever exotic, Ben?

"You said you didn't believe in UFOs." "Well, I'm an open-minded man, and I hate Hunt more."

Okay, Ian, could you bottom-line what that drug was, I know you said Ben was right, but you just said gibberish to me.

Oh shit, a triangle.

Why does this 1940s neighborhood look like the 1980s?

And the sheriff is about to pull a Thelma and Louise.

"Ben, if the sheriff leaves, Hunt's going to send him to jail." "Yeah, I got that."

Is Ben going to get shot by the sheriff in broad daylight?

"Ben, you can't just walk into a military base, Ben why are you ignoring me?!"

"Look, I got a syringe of adrenaline, I'll be fine!"

Meanwhile, back at the Project, it's pointed out that Ben's plan is stupid.

This is the closest Ian has ever gotten to being in Independence Day.

And Ben chooses then and there to flip the fuck out over his relationship shit, like a sane man.

[Switching to WordPad.]

And Ben gets attacked by the Splinter Cell guy, and wakes up in Area 52, that's how you know this episode is sane.

Meanwhile, in MASH.

"DUMP THE BODY AND FLEE, MEN!"

"BEN, WAKE UP, YOU'RE SHIRTLESS!"

"Okay, we're in luck, my ghost was able to see everything, we have proof now!" "Son, did they fucking drug you with the hard shit this time?!"

And the climax takes place in an empty field.

Why does the Man in Black look like Kevin Costner?

This was the same mine they faked the Roswell Incident in.

Gamma blue 5, coincidentally enough, would later go on to be used in the invention of Monster Energy.

You know it's a good ending if the heroes are about to blackmail a new car out of the government.

"I don't know how best to thank you." "Just keep living your life, I guess, I dunno, the episode's almost over."

"Okay, I just trimmed my bonsai tree, now the migraine's kicking in."

Addison, he was just unconscious, it's not like they stabbed him in the jugular.

"Look, maybe I should just leave the show-" "Yeah, that ain't happening."

Is Tom the Poochie now? They basically just did a Poochie.

And while Magic talks to Phone Guy, Ben still hasn't leapt yet.

"All's well that ends well." There's three minutes left, Ben.

Annnnnnnnnd I am instantly suspicious of the waitress.

[Okay, am I wrong, or did it only get established it was 1949 right then and there?]

"Bye, Hannah." "Wait, no, Red vs. Blue taught me saying goodbye is bad!"

And Ben wakes up on the set of a heist movie.

[Next time on Quantum Leap: Ben discovers the horrors of Hollywood. On a completely unrelated note, the SAG-AFTRA strike is still ongoing.]

Truly, that was a closure encounter.

[autistic-crypt1d]

The X-Files Live Blogging:

Season 7

Ok so I may have not realized I finished Season 6 until episode 7 and had to go back and take all my notes from that and put them here, ANYWAY

Seasons: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 1998 movie, 6

Updates:

- The Sixth Extinction

- ow ow ow, Skinner visiting him ow ow ow

- oh???

- this lore is getting wild

- Skinner acts like Scully and Mulder's dad no one can tell me otherwise

- I do not like those sounds wtf is that

- PFFFT LET'S GO SCULLY

- oh what the hell

- wtf is this woman on about

- I forgot about the whole Krycek having the ability to kill Skinner at any time thing

- The Sixth Extinction: Amor Fati

- ow 😭

- so he is his father??? We're getting confirmation???

- he's alive?!?!?!

- wtf is happening

- Scully he warned you wtf are you doing

- wow that old man makeup is ROUGH

- what is he doing?? Wtf is this surgery??

- "you were my touchstone, my constant" "and you are mine" AHHHHH

- Hungry

- asshole

- wtf is this dude

- WTF

- this is so sad y'all, he doesn't wanna hurt anyone :(

- Rob no, please buddy don'ttttt

- ah man :(

- owie :(

- ya know, i feel like I've seen this episode before, maybe it came on tv when i was a kid or something

- Millennium

- sir why are you taking off your clothes

- wtf

- huh???

- so is this a thing where the members committed so the couldn't be a part of something but now this dude is resurrecting them to finish it or something?

- ah ok nvm they did it to go with the plan

- uh oh

- HUH?!?!?

- AHHHHHHHHH THEY KISSED THEY KISSED THEY KISSED

- Rush

- interesting

- ahhhh he's got super speed

- oh shit

- oh not dead!

- :(

- The Goldberg Variation

- I keep wanting to call him Murray because of that Stargate episode where Teal'c is going by Murray

- this episode is really cool

- I love this guy

- IS HE DEAD???

- ok not dead thank god

- awww it worked out!!!

- Orison

- not this dude again

- ugh

- GET HIM GIRL, BEAT HIS ASS!!!

- bro just kill him!!!

- OH WHAT THE HELL

- GIRL GET YOUR GUN

- GET HIM SCULLY

- YEAH SCULLY LET'S GO!!!

- FUCK, MULDER GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS

- MULDERRRRRR

- GIRL WHAT'RE YOU GONNA DO WITH A GUN IF YOUR HANDS ARE TIED GET FREE!!!

- YES SCULLY

- SHOOT HIM MULDER

- SHOOT HIM

- YES SCULLYYYYY

- finally omfg

- The Amazing Maleeni

- oh dear

- huh???

- Signs and Wonders

- ah yes, stay in the car with the snakes. Don't get out or anything, just shoot them in close quarters

- get your hands off Scully!!

- this guy is a fucking monster

- WHAT THE FUCK

- oh what the hell

- Sein Und Zeit

- oh wtf

- I am very confused

- WHAT?!?!

- I'm really confused. Wasn't she taken by the dudes from that organization to be given to the aliens?

- ow :(

- oh god is this actually what happened to her? This is horrible:(

- Closure

- ow ow ow

- this dude is giving me major creeps

- oh???

- who's Jeffery? Is that Agent Spender's first name? I feel like it was but I can't remember

- ahhh ok yeah it was

- what the fuuuuuck

- OW OW OW

- BRO OWWWWW 😭

- guys stop I'm gonna cry

- GUYS, GUYS HELP THIS IS SO SAD

- GUYS SHE'S DEAD 😭

- GUYS 😭

- X-Cops

- wow hello tone shift!

- WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

- this is so funky I love it

- PFFFT SCULLY DUCKING BEHIND THE DOOR

- aw Ricky :(

- pffft I love those gay dudes

- aww Mulder shielding her :(

- ahhh this thing takes the form of people's nightmare creatures??

- oh what the fuck XD

- "oh god, more of you??" PFFFT

- that look XD

- oh fuck

- uhhhh ok I guess

- First Person Shooter

- oh what the hell

- why is there a fucking dominatrix

- bro is gonna die isn't he

- yup

- different lady this time

- it's a video game, can't they just delete the code?

- eew, way to be professional.

- Mulder stop being gross

- uh oh

- omfg Mulder

- Mulder don't be stupid

- what the fuck

- Mulder you look so damn stupid in those glasses

- "no fair picking on a girl" Scully. Girl. Not very feminist of you.

- LET'S GO SCULLY!!!! SAVE HIS ASS!!!

- Theef

- PFFFT THAT TITLE

- this is so cute and wholesome I'm scared

- uh oh

- aw man :(

- the title is less funny now that it's written on the wall in blood

- he's not allowed to cook in his apartment??

- uh oh

- oh god her body is in his apartment isn't it

- ah hell she's gonna find it and he's gonna kill her isn't he

- yep aaaand yep

- hey you better leave Scully alone mf

- En Ami

- you've gotta be kidding me

- interesting

- oop Mulder figured it out already

- uh oh

- 118????

- uh oh

- WHATCHYA DOIN

- WHAT THE FUCK

- I can't tell what cancer man's intentions are and it's stressing me out

- Scully looks beautiful tho

- I DON'T UNDERSTAND HIS INTENTIONS I'M SO CONFUSED

- he switched it didn't he

- ALL THAT TO THROW IT AWAY?!?!?!?!

- Chimera

- what the fuuuuck

- PFFFT Scully XD

- OH?

- I feel so bad for this woman :(

- oh fuck he was sleeping with the first woman too???

- oh shit it's not her????

- IT'S HER?!?!?!

- All Things

- OH???

- I'm confused, do we know him?

- oh gross they had an affair didn't they

- wtf is going on

- ????

- THE HAIR TUCK OMFG

- what a strange episode

- Brand X

- YUCK

- pfffft I love Mulder's sass

- gross part 2, somehow grosser!

- god I hate this guy so much

- BRO WOUND HIM, SOMETHING!!!

- thank you!

- ?????

- Hollywood A.D.

- wtf

- BRA'TAC?!??!?!

- bruh who cast this mf as Mulder

- PFFFT SKINNER'S FACE

- seriously tho wtf is happening XD

- "sir have I missed you off in a way that's more than normal?" PFFFFT

- all I can say is thank god this dude is an idiot and not an asshole

- bruh wtf

- uhhhh that dude looks exactly like an older Mulder wtf

- BRUH, that dude asking Mulder about his dick while that woman sprints back and forth in the background is killing me XD

- PFFFT THEY'RE BOTH IN THE BATH

- "I appreciate that Skinman" "don't call me that" XD

- WHY ARE THEY ALL IN THE BATH XD

- PFFFFT

- god I love giggly Scully

- Fight Club

- wtf?

- why'd they have her turned around the entire time until that dramatic reveal as if seeing her face is supposed to mean something

- WHY ARE THEIR FACES DIFFERENT

- WTF IS HAPPENING???

- ok I had to rewind to check they never showed their faces until after she went outside

- this is already freaking me out

- they're so cute

- "they could electrocute me quicker!" XD

- she cannot seriously be so dumb that she's printing money onto regular ass paper

- THERE'S TWO OF HIM TOO?????

- I'm sorry but this was such a stupid episode

- Je Souhaite

- there's a body in that rug isn't there

- a living body???

- oh what in the sweet hell

- is that woman he found a damn genie???

- yup

- sounds about right

- Scully is so fucking funny

- god the rug being her version of a lamp is so fucking stupid XD

- poor Scully

- YEESH

- this can only go terribly

- everyone is gone aren't they

- YUP

- OH MY GOD

- ooooo they're watching a movie togetherrrrr

- YES he set her free!!!!

- Requiem

- man Krychek is really never gonna leave is he

- HER SMILE WHEN SHE ASKED IF HE HURT HIM XD

- "let's go waste some money" god this duo has become so chaotic and mischievous since Scully started embracing it and I LOVE IT

- is he fucking smoking a cigarette througha trache tube?!???!

- oh god damn it is that the speed shit again???

- OOOOH I remember him now!!! The X in the road finally made it click for me

- omfg the way Mulder is looking at Scully rn, WOW

- CUDDLES!!!!

- oh crap

- wtf is happening rn

- oh shit Skinner is seeing his first spaceship!!!

- 😭

- HUH?!?!?!?!?!?

- THAT'S THE FINALE?!?!?! BRUH

- Season 8

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Twenty Questions for Fanfic Writers

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

13 works. I know, unlucky for some!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 399,235

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mass Effect Trilogy

In the past, I've written Stargate Atlantis, NCIS, and X Files under a different penname on FF.net.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

From The Ashes - Book Two (59 Kudos)

A month after the events of Phoenix Rising, Major Kaidan Alenko remains in command of the Normandy, while the crew find a way to bring Commander Shepard back from the brink.

Phoenix Rising - Book One (46 Kudos)

In the aftermath of the war, the crew of the Normandy struggle to comprehend the loss of their commanding officer. Major Kaidan Alenko is thrust into a role he is not ready for, and he has to do it while mourning the woman he loves.

Fast forward six weeks, Commander Faith Shepard is found alive but drastically changed, with significant memory loss that erases her recollection of the Reapers and other critical events. There's no logical explanation for her survival, hinting at something more sinister.

A Soft Place To Land (35 Kudos)

Takes place during Mass Effect 3: Citadel.

Miranda and Shepard decide to unwind with a girls' night out at the Silver Coast Casino. The evening is filled with laughter, a few too many drinks, and Shepard letting her guard down in a way she rarely does. By the time they leave the casino, Shepard is decidedly worse for wear, much to Miranda's amusement.

Miranda delivers a very tipsy Shepard to Kaidan, who is waiting patiently at her new apartment.

Don't Give Up On Us (27 Kudos)

Kaidan Alenko and Shepard have a major disagreement following the events of Desponia aka Kaidan had to know what he was signing up for when he returned to Normandy. Or did he?

In Their Own Words (Shenko Drabbles) 27 Kudos

To keep my mind fresh on days I don't have enough time to write, I'll be using a random word generator to give myself ten minutes to write.

100 words based on Shenko (how could I not??)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! I love feedback and genuinely knowing if someone is enjoying the work.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Most my current stuff is angst, although will be shying away from that into more action for Book 3 of my Faith Shepard series. I would have to say Phoenix Rising...so far.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Book 3 will be the happiest but it's work in progress.

So until then it's Save A Horse, Ride A Canadian which is set years from the events of my trilogy. Some might call it spoilers, I call it HOPE!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Had someone complaint that my slow burn was *gasp* slow.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I am new to smut, but now have a fair few. I have done mostly M/F stuff but I did write an interesting threesome. I am definitely getting more comfortable writing it.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't written any yet, but the ideas are bouncing around.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Who the fuck would steal my unhinged dribbles?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I haven't, but I'd definitely be up for it.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

My first OTP was Mulder/Scully way back in the day. These days, Shenko both MShenko and FShenko have my heart.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have firm belief that they were all be completed at some point.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Angst? Is that a strength?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Happy endings?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I am terrible at languages.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

X Files nearly 25 years ago!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Definitely my Faith Shepard series. It's come a long way since a planned fic of only ten chapters. I am super proud of it and the friends I have made within the ME fandom!!!

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s5 episode 10 "chinga" thoughts

after yesterday's trees that ate people, i am curious to see where we are going. however, i have heard that this episode and the 2 after it are very good, so i am excited to see where this takes us.

post-episode review: another contender for my (now crowded) best episodes of all time list! but take us back to yesterday...

let's read the description here... oh! this happens in a coastal town in maine? are we going to see BEACH mulder and scully? oh! this is giving me many ideas!

and yes, the description also mentions a girl and a doll i assume to be evil, but hey! maine! salt water taffy! seashells! lobsters! moose! blueberries! a quaint little motel!

ah, can you picture it? oh, do i need to write some sort of vacation fic? has this seed been planted? and will it continue to grow?

let us find out!

this girl (polly) has a creepy doll. she is glaring at her mother (melissa). she must not want to go shopping. don’t make eye contact, old lady who walks by them. that child has an evil spirit. i can tell. 

“i don’t like this store, mommy” <- so does she like other stores? other grocery stores? can she sense something here that displeases her? her mother clarifies that they will only be a minute 

ohhhh, when she says she wants to go home, the doll’s eyes open. don’t care for that. AND THE DOLL TALKS?? 

poor mom sees visions of the butcher stabbing himself in the eye?? and the cart’s wheels go wild!!!

“please, don’t do this to mommy”, melissa begs her child <- so she KNOWS that her daughter and/or the doll are somehow responsible for all this??? GIRL!!! she just needs to eat!! they haven’t invented doordash yet!! how will polly get her food?? does she have to go to a different, polly and doll approved, grocery store?? or must they simply starve??

ohhh OH THIS WOMAN IS CLAWING OUT HER EYES??? WHAT IS WITH THE EYES!? 

EVERYONE IS CLAWING OUT THEIR EYES!!!! AUGH AUGH AUGH WHAT THE FUCK, POLLY????? 

the butcher (dave) tries to call 911- somehow he is able to resist the call to scratch- but the fucking DOLL IS ON THE OTHER LINE???

girl. that doll needs to be thrown in the ocean NOW. you can’t be doing this to my boy dave. 

NOOOO HE REALLY DOES STAB HIMSELF IN THE EYE 💔

bleurgh. bleeeugh. pour one out for dave.

and to think! i was just pondering saltwater taffy and the dynamics of coastal msr!!

ohhh, but this little town is so cute!!!! is scully on vacation???

OHHH SHE’S GETTING GAS FOR HER FANCY CAR IN A MAINE T SHIRT AND SUNGLASSES <3 ohhh…. ohhhhh… vacation scully… i am holding her so gently

(she must have been so excited to get that silly little souvenir shirt if she had it on before she even got there... and i love that for her)

who calls her at this hour? (as if we need to ask!)

“mulder, i thought we had an agreement. we were both going to take the weekend off” (he is fully in his office playing around with his chair) LMAOOOO

this man physically cannot relax. “right, right, right, i know. but i-i-i just received some information about-about a case” <- at least he seems self-conscious about the fact that he is breaking their agreement

AWW, SHE JUST WANTS TO CHILL 

“you didn’t rent a convertible, did you?” “why?” “are you aware of the statistics of decapitation?” <- grown ass man playing on a chair when he says this, btw. please worry about yourself.

(it is so funny how badly he wanted to hear her voice but cannot bring himself to talk about normal human conversation topics, such as the vacation she is about to embark upon)

LMAO SHE INFORMS HIM THAT SHE IS HANGING UP LIKE HE IS A SMALL CHILD!!! AND HE SEEMS SURPRISED WHEN SHE DOES

aww, the poor man is just a loser!

(reading these notes back for editing purposes and i am STILL laughing. god, he's such a nerd.

he's thinking, "hey, i know we promised to not talk about work for 2 whole days, but i missed you. do you want to talk about work? please don't get decapitated, honey. oh man, she hung up on me :("

meanwhile, she's thinking "for the love of god. just let me have a nice vacation. yes, mulder, you want to solve a mystery, but i need a break. no, i won't get my head cut off. okay, i'm saying goodbye now. GOODBYE.")

she rolls off in her convertible. which is a mustang, btw. serve. and melissa and polly nearly run her over. she looks pissed at their erratic driving.

woah! she is at the store where the eyeball gouging just took place. she finds all of the grocery store customers with blood on their faces!!!! but luckily, most seem to have intact eyeballs.

NOOO, DAVE THE BUTCHER MIGHT BE DEAD and his eyeball is very much not intact

damn. so much for a chill vacation.

(author's note: it's so funny to me how scully was not going to let this stop her from chilling. she was going to get right back to the beach after watching a grocery store full of people claw at their own eyeballs. me, i would have been calling the whole trip off and heading home after seeing such a horrible sight. her need to relax after so many years of alien nonsense is unmatched. not even demon doll could come between this queen and her vacation)

cutscene to mulder in his office, where a distinct moaning noise is coming from his TV. oh god. and he’s sitting there with sunflower seeds. LMAO?? he’s just sitting and watching.... this. not even doing anything but snacking. 

NOOOO SHE CALLS AND HEARS IT 💔 “what are you watching, mulder?” OH GOD WHAT IS HE GONNA SAY?

he claims to be watching “the deadliest swarms” <- utterly gagged at that man watching porn while just sitting in his office. stone-faced. and then lying about it. what does this say about his character?

BUT IT REALLY WAS DEADLIEST SWARMS LMAOOOO THE MAN AND WOMAN MOANING HAVE BEES IN THEIR FUCKING EYES I’M CRYINGGGGG

my asexual king. i should have never doubted you.

(author's note: still losing my mind at this as i edit, btw. i was fully convinced that mulder brought porn to his office to watch at work on the weekend, and i was thinking "well, it's not the STRANGEST thing he's done" but no. he's at work on the weekends to watch bugs sting people in the eyeballs. for research purposes. god. what a guy. i wish i could have a glimpse into if scully believed his statement or not. have they talked about this TV program before? is this what he does with his very limited time off?)

“it sounds to me like that’s witchcraft or maybe some sorcery that you’re looking for there”, he comments. “no, i don’t think it’s witchcraft, mulder, or sorcery” (said while the local policemen look on in shock at her saying those words) LMAOOO

“yeah, well, maybe you don’t know what you’re looking for”

“like evidence of conjury or the black arts, or shamanism, divination, wicca, or any kind of pagan or neo-pagan practice? charms, cards, familiars, bloodstones or hex signs, or any of the ritual tableaux associated with the occult, santeria, vodoun, macumba, or any high or low magic?” <- LMAO she said i’ve been taking notes on your theories, boy

“scully?” “yes?” “marry me” “i was hoping for something a little more helpful” <- LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO GOD. the way her face doesn’t even change while his looks SO FUCKING SERIOUS. he's in awe of her. hold on. i had to rewatch that like three times. i'm absolutely HOWLING over here.

and to be fair, had she said that string of words to me on the phone as well, i would have reacted in the same way! i cannot fault him there.

while watching the footage of what went down at the grocery store, she notices that melissa is the only one who seems unaffected. the police seem to not believe that means anything until she politely points out that maybe they should talk to melissa about the whole situation, and then she tries to get tf out of there LMAOOO she is not going to let ANYTHING interrupt vacation time!!!!

“people here say she’s a witch” “well, that’s not the first time for that accusation in these parts” <- LMAO GET HIM AGAIN FOR ME

ohhhh, the cop says that melissa was “carrying on” with dave the butcher… who is now dead… well! that is deeply suspicious!!!

a policeman named buddy is trying to call melissa while polly and the doll listen to some old timey music. polly COMMANDS her to hang up. i fear the consequences for what will happen if melissa continues her chat.

nooooo :( buddy the cop tells melissa that dave is dead… but the doll is speaking now, because polly is being ignored!!! melissa says he can’t come here, but buddy insists on coming. 

so, again, it seems melissa knows that the doll is committing the crimes….

scully arrives with the other cop, named jack, to melissa and polly's house. scully is in her killer outfit of: blazer, maine t shirt, and sunglasses. looking like a million bucks. she proceeds to do the cop's job better than he does when she notices the backdoor is wide open. 

feels so strange to see scully in jeans. i make note of this special occasion

ohhh, she’s in the little girl’s room which could be sensitive for her... but she seems fine. 

(author's note: i keep getting jarred by how much they are NOT acknowledging the whole emily plotline... here i was thinking that this child's room would bring scully to tears and she's just looking around, observing as always... the writers truly did not give a damn)

lore reveal: melissa’s husband died in a boating accident… or did he…?

allegedly, polly is autistic, and the daycare lady slapped her across the face after a tantrum!!! what!! you can’t do this!! scully seems shocked to hear of the slapping (but she keeps it very professional, as she always does) and then MORE shocked to hear that the daycare lady was knocked on the ground. by the little girl. but the cop said she never touched her.

yes, i am sure that the ghost doll can do impossible things, even attacking old ladies. the daycare lady got fired for the slapping (well, yes!) and the people call melissa a witch as a result (um... not her fault?)

(why are there so many people named melissa in this show? could we not get a little creative? did the writers only know of 3 or 4 names? crack open a yearbook or one of those baby names books that writers use, damn!)

omg, so the tea is that dave had a WIFE, but was still trying to get with melissa!!! but melissa did not want him like that. a queen who stays in her lane.

scully notices that the windows are all nailed shut. maybe melissa nailed the windows in because she was afraid of something getting out…? like an evil ghost doll?

buddy gives the girl polly some ice cream as he tries to question melissa in this restaurant. buddy offers to give melissa some money so she can get away. is this, like, a kindness thing? oh no, he’s in love with her, seems like. says he missed his first chance around. well. i guess we can never have a man doing the right thing out of sheer selflessness. this is TV, after all.

she says she has seen things… meanwhile polly is DEMANDING more cherries from the ice cream lady. (and polly has strange taste. i like those cherries too, but they're very strong; one or two will do the job)

melissa tells buddy that she saw dave dead before he died! and it wasn’t the first time!!! she saw her husband before he died, too! buddy seems to take this news better than expected.

ohhh, this lady at the ice cream counter says polly has to ask her mom for money to buy more cherries… i assume she does not have much longer to live

the doll opens its eyes IN THE RESTAURANT, and melissa says it’s time to go, knowing what is about to go down. buddy tries to give her a key to a place they used to go hunting, but NOOOOOO, the ice cream lady’s head is stuck in the ice cream machine!!!!!!!

melissa takes polly and the doll and they book it.

this is an injustice to food service professionals everywhere.

the other cop guy- the one named named jack- is visiting jane, the old lady from the very beginning of the episode who briefly made eye contact with polly. and scully is here too!!

okay, so jane immediately launches into saying that melissa is from a line of witches. cool, cool. this must be the lady who ran the daycare. scully looks amused as she slams the door in their faces and remarks on “new england hospitality” lmaooo

(she claims she's heard about it all her life, but never experienced it- is this her first journey to new england? like, recreationally, and not for work? omg! the cali girl is being exposed to the northeast! culture shock! she is learning the ways of mulder and his people!)

ah yes, we see as they leave that the sign on the door of jane’s house shows it’s the daycare. well, FORMER daycare.

scully wants to know if this lineage of witches thing is really all talk. and the policeman jack cannot figure out why he would want to bring melissa in. LMAO despite him being entirely incompetent at his job, scully does NOT WANT TO HELP I’M CRYING. she is PROTECTING HER PEACE!!!

melissa and polly pull up to the cabin buddy gave them the key to. ohhh, she doesn’t have any gear… and it’s winter up here. girl! how will they eat!!

polly wants her BED and her RECORDS, and the doll is AWAKE. so now melissa’s racing home after seeing a dead jane in her rear window!!!

back at her home, the records are going off… jane is here, for some reason, perhaps to investigate the loud noises despite there being no one home... and when she takes off the record off the player…. NOOOO, NOT HER STABBING HERSELF WITH THE BROKEN RECORD!!!!!!!!!!!!

scully is taking a nice bubble bath, trying to relax… with some classical music…. but the phone is ringing!!! she slams the door with her foot LMAO and awww she gets out and wraps her hair in a towel <3 i love relaxed scully <3

wait, hold on, what is this book next to the phone…? allow me to pause. “affirmation for women who do too much” by adrianna carrillo… now hold on, i need to look into this… 

okay, so it doesn’t seem to be a real book, but instead a play on “meditations for women who do too much”, which has a very similar book cover and was published in the 90's. huh. the more you know! i wonder if copyright laws prevented the prop team from having the real thing.

we all know that she is, in fact, a woman who does too much. so i am glad she is affirming herself.

anyway, what was going on? yes, evil doll. there's a message on the phone. she does not play it. SHE DOES TOO MUCH ALREADY!!!!

AND the policeman jack is at her door!!! noooooo, she cannot get a break!!

they find jane dead with the record player…. they're investigating at the crime scene when the cop gets a call and says "it's for you"

LMAOOO, HOW DID MULDER FIND THE POLICEMAN’S NUMBER, I’M CRYING???

(AND he says he called the hotel!! how did he find the hotel room's number?? he is a sleuth)

“hey, morning, sunshine!” he says happily (loud thumping over the phone) BAHAHA WHAT IS GOING ONNN?

he was worried about her!!! LMAOOOOO HE SAYS THEY’RE DOING CONSTRUCTION RIGHT OUTSIDE HIS WINDOW, BUT HE WAS REALLY JUST BOUNCING HIS BASKETBALL BAHAHAA

awwww, he really WAS worried... he gets separation anxiety. that damn ball of his gets good use when he is nervous!!

omg… we finally get a decent look at his wall art while he is standing there in his underwear…. it’s just houses. sort of abstract, colorful, houses. with heavy lines. hmm. i will make assumptions on his character based on this.

BAHAHA AND MULDER THINKS THERE’S A SCIENTIFIC EXPLANATION FOR HER CASE oh my gosh he thinks it’s dancing sickness KING, SHE KNOWS WHAT THAT IS!!!

why is the only thing this man has in his fridge a bottle of orange juice? and it is presumably expired, because he makes an awful face when he takes a sip, and then we see that it says “oct 97” on the carton, which i take it is not. so is this set in 98? early 98? since we just passed chrismas?

god. how has he stayed alive this long? is there some sort of cafeteria at the FBI he sustains himself with?

LMAO HE SPITS THE JUICE BACK OUT AND SHE HANGS TF UP BAHAHAAA

she has had enough!! she called this guy jack and said maybe we need to keep our minds open to extreme possibilities (gasp!) LMAOOO “okay, but aren’t you on vacation?” <- SHE NEEDS A RAISE!! MAYBE IF YOU COULD DO YOUR JOB, JACK, SHE COULD TAKE A VACATION FOR REAL!!

now polly and the doll are back at home, and OH, the doll is breathing as the two sleep next to each other. this is not something that i care for. melissa is trying to do something to stop the doll's reign of terror, but it opens its eyes and catches her…. so she cries downstairs. NO! not a dead buddy vision!!!!

LMAOOO meanwhile scully is utterly gagged at the size of this lobster she’s splitting with jack: “that looks like something out of jules verne. we’re supposed to eat that?” <- SHE’S SUCH A NERD I’M CRYINGGGG

she really is experiencing new england culture shock and it is hilarious

she’s trying to learn about melissa’s husband’s death as jack manhandles this lobster. the boat he died on is out the window…

this damn doll keeps replaying the hokey pokey over and over again. count your days, demon!!!

ohhh, buddy is here at melissa's place to take her into the station!!! and he sees the doll open her doll eyes….

scully is trying to figure out wtf went down the night melissa’s husband died, as she now talks to this grizzled old sailor who was there with him on that fateful evening

“i told my story to the chief”, he says; “people’s story’s change”, she answers <- ohhhh yeah, she IS a noir detective, yes ma’am!

omg, melissa's husband/polly's dad found that freaky ass doll in the ocean!!! it was the night before polly's birthday, so he thought it was a gift from the sea!! and he heard the doll talking…. and then the old grizzled fisherman found melissa’s husband with the HOOK THROUGH HIS SKULL BLEUGGHHH?

(this episode was funny but the gore was SHEESH)

ohhh, and he put together that the doll was involved when he saw them in the store that morning

(her phone rings) “oh hey, i thought you weren’t answering your cell phone” he’s TWIRLING the literal phone line while he calls her i’m CRYING this man is down TERRIBLE

OHHH HE IS TRYING TO FIND ANOTHER SCIENTIFIC EXPLANATION WHEN SHE ASKS IF THERE ARE ANY REFERENCES IN OCCULT LITERATURE TO EVIL DOLLS LMAOOOO

he starts explaining and then she says that she “was just curious”, probably because his heart would be broken if he knew she found a haunted doll without him. turns out there is quite a history of them in new england!

“i would suggest that you check the back of the doll for a-a plastic ring with a string on it” (she rolls her eyes and hangs up) 

LMAOOOOOO STOP my face hurts from smiling at this episode. why is he like that!

poor melissa is crying, making popcorn at the stove for the screaming polly, while BUDDY IS DEAD ON THE FLOOR!!!!!! NO MELISSA!!

she hammers the windows and doors shut even more…. but the doll cannot stand the pounding!!! and melissa sees herself dead in the window!!!! nooo!

scully and jack roll up just in time to either save the day or watch it get much, much worse. 

omfg is melissa gonna set the whole house on fire?????? but she can’t get a match to light!!!! the doll keeps blowing it out!!!

from outside the house, scully sees buddy dead on the floor!!!! and the doll won’t let melissa grab a knife!!!! but the demon doll somehow opens up the locked cabinet and gets the hammer!!!!

scully is absolutely SLAMMING herself into that door to open it, but NOOOO the doll says “i don’t like you anymore” and makes melissa take the hammer and JAM IT IN HER OWN FACE?!?!?!?!?!?

scully and jack finally break in!! scully takes the doll away from polly despite her many refusals and PUTS IT IN THE MICROWAVE?? YAAAS THE DEMON CATCHES FIRE!!!!!!!!! scully is very dramatically watching that doll burn….

(this had me absolutely CRYING. she had no time for science that day. she was on vacation. if there is going to be an evil demon doll while she is off the clock, she is going to throw that mfer in the microwave and watch it go up in flames. extreme possibilities are allowed, but ONLY when it is not her duty to save the world.)

((also laughing that the doll was able to put out matches and throw knives and make people gouge out their eyes, but scully putting her in the microwave was so unpredictable this demon had zero defense against it. that, or her catholic powers simply neutralized the evil presence, rendering the doll immobile in her godly hands. i choose to imagine it is a combination of both))

while mulder is sharpening a ton of pencils and putting them in rows back in the office LMAOOOO

scully finally returns to the basement office! she tells mulder she wants to send his famous wall poster to "some guy named jack"!!! he seems unbothered by this, whereas i was shocked! and then she denies doing any work on the case while up there, saying she was just on vacation. ah, if only we could have seen her frolicking on the beach after those incidents.

what did mulder get up to while she was away? “oh god, i mean, it’s amazing what i can accomplish without incessant meddling or questioning into everything i do” (pencils begin to fall on him from the ceiling, as we pan up and see like, 40 pencils launched up there) LMAOOO

“there’s got to be an explanation” “some things are better left unexplained” fair enough

a cutscene back to maine... NOOOO, another fisherman hauls out the haunted doll while the hokey pokey ominously plays in the background 💔

i hope he promptly tossed her back into the watery grave. let her torment some fish instead.

so, final thoughts: scully putting the doll in the microwave… she really is THE final girl, huh?

this episode was soooo silly. i loved it. mulder had no brain cells. scully took a bath and made a friend who she wants to send a poster to. she is gagged by lobster. lmaoooooooo mulder missed her SO bad, he was trying to do science to impress her, bahaha. and she had her little maine shirt on!!! the role reversal of him being the science-centered one because he wants to talk to her that badly, and her being the one willing to deal with demons for a few days also killed me.

def going on the list of faves.

i think it is so funny that she was so focused on relaxing for once in her life that she truly did not give a single fuck if that doll was possessed or not. normally she would be scrambling for explanations, and today she simply did not have the time. she wanted to take a nice bubble bath, listen to orchestral music, read her little book, and if a demon was going to get in the way of that, then she would simply stop it and move along with her roadtrip. and i think that is beautiful.

and to answer my earlier question: YES, i still want a REAL joint msr vacation fic with REAL relaxation and REAL saltwater taffy and splashing and no murder dolls, but maybe like ONE ghost tour because new england is old and spooky, and then mulder can ask if they want to get married for real and they can go hiking or some other nerd activity and be happy forever and always <3 the end!

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#damn...can you imagine wearing all that weight of the world on your shoulders...

#that's hurt and sad when come thinking about this again....the one who carried everything even gladly to be evil for the right thing

This is what makes him being corrupted so much more painful.

This isn't just about saving his friends anymore. It's so they can live their dreams. Having their freedom, even if it costs Sonic his own.😢

That's why Gilgamesh is the most tragic character because he carries everything by himself and does it alone to not let one avoid, like both Sonic and Punch, who gladly become villain for the sake of doing the right thing and helping as much as they can even cost their life.

The moment Sonic finally succumbs to it is equal parts horrifying and tragic. He tries with all the might that he can muster to keep going, but when he finally succeeds, the corruption reaches its limit and he just keels over, clearly in immense agony but holding himself back from screaming in defeat out of pride. After a brief struggle, his entire body just goes limp, his face frozen in pain. Source: tvtropes

You did see something very similar between Sonic and Gilgamesh right?

Punch: God, my a**s! You're just giving yourself an out and manipulating other people! I've had enough of it! I won't let you or everyone change me or use me again! Exterminate the world?! Rewrite the universe?! Who the hell wants to do that @#$%&*?! I'm starting to hate humanity! I hate everything about this world!! I hate everything around me!! I'll get wiped this universe if I can! I'm humanity's biggest enemy! Got it?! I'm the worst girl who ever lived! I may be the enemy of the whole universe. I had no place to call home where I belong. But I'm your friend, Chester. You did destroy my life, yes and I can't be a good girl. And I don't want to be a god. But when I saw someone cry say no one needs them. I want to tell them it's not true!! Source

That's why Punch became like this for the right thing the same as King Gilgamesh as well.

That's how all three quotes come from their own heart and their decisions.

That's why there is no such thing as meaningless.

[hayffiebird]

Tag Game

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better. I was tagged by @mega-aulover Thanks girl!

Three ships:

Hayffie. Surprised? 😂 I’ve been a diehard fan of Haymitch Abernathy and Effie Trinket (”The Hunger Games”) since december 2012.

I was writing a sci-fi/dystopian novel at the time and was deep-diving through the genre when I happened to see the trailer in a movie theater. And here’s what’s spooky: I face claimed Jennifer Lawrence for my heroine and taped a picture of her in my notebook BEFORE Jen was cast as Katniss. 😱

Before Hayffie there was Huddy - Gregory House and Lisa Cuddy from ”House MD”. I first discovered FFnet because of them, years before I knew there was something called Tumblr.

And before that, way back when I was a teenager, it was Fox Mulder and Dana Scully from “The X Files”. My very first real obsession! Have like 20 TV recorded VHS tapes to prove it.

First ever ship:

It’s a tie between Nellie Oleson and Percival Dalton from “Little House on the Prairie” and C.C. Babcock and Niles the Butler from “The Nanny”. And you know a funny thing about that fandom: It’s pretty much universally agreed upon that Niles’s last name is Brightmore. It’s even more “canon” than the fan name Finn for Finnick and Annie’s son.

I don’t know why my ships are always so straight. First thinking about it I came up with no gay couples I’ve shipped other than Bert and Ernie from “Sesame Street” but then I remembered what a fangirl I was over Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson and Brittany S. Pierce and Santana Lopez from “Glee” and of course Dani Clayton and Jamie from “The Haunting of Bly Manor”!

And as for C.C. a.k.a. Lauren Lane, if she asked me to marry her I would say yes in a heartbeat even if it meant breaking up her and Niles. 😂 She’s a fierce sweetheart and hands down the most beautiful woman on the planet! Sorry Effie.

Last song: “Fever” with Peggy Lee. Rediscovered the song through the magnificent chess TV series “The Queen’s Gambit”.

Last movie: “Super Mario Bros” from 2023. Me and my younger sis was obsessed with the Mario and Donkey Kong games growing up! I always played Luigi by the way.

Currently reading: Just finished “Gwendy’s Button Box” by Stephen King and Richard Chizmar. The audiobook.

Currently watching: Manifest” on Netflix. It’s about time travel. I think. Too early to tell.

Currently consuming: An ice cream Sandwich.

Currently craving: I’m in a fried chicken period at the moment after discovering there’s a KFC ten minutes from my apartment. And that’s after living in Stockholm for over ten years!!

I’ll tag some near and dear Tumblr friends I admire and appreciate and some I admire and appreciate but am too shy to talk to. 😂

@ears-awake-eyes-opened @100years-to-live @freebooter4ever @jroseley @thgfandomsz @caesarflickermans @oakfarmer @mrs-hawthornes-toreadlist @pleasantpandemonium @lemonluvgirl

[agathabridgerton]

Day 18: Forced to Watch

Episode: “Redux II” | Dead Dove: Do Not Eat | AO3 | @today-in-fic

He’s there at Scully’s bedside when she and her mother sign the DNR forms, trying to ignore the flashbacks to another time, another hospital, another conversation about letting Scully die in peace. This time, she can speak for herself, so he says nothing, only grasps her hand and kisses her knuckles when she looks at him with furrowed brows.

Bill comes in with his face drawn and sits on the bed, nodding as Scully explains that it won’t be long now and that Mulder will call both of them when it’s time if they have any last-minute arrangements they’d like to make, or anything to grab from home before waiting it out. She’s practical and efficient, skin seeming almost translucent; she cracked a joke once about how lucky she felt that she still had her hair—God’s gift in death to her so that she could die with dignity.

Bill nods and squeezes her hand before stepping out to make a phone call to his wife. Maggie places a warm hand on his shoulder and says that she’s going to grab them some food for lunch but he declines, lying that he’ll grab something from the hospital cafeteria.

—

Scully falls asleep and Mulder nudges a strand of hair away from her mouth before resting his head back to nap with her.

He wakes up in the early morning to Scully’s wet eyes and trembling chin. He toes off his shoes and climbs into the hospital bed, wrapping her up in his arms. “I don’t wanna die,” she cries, clutching at him.

“I know. I don’t want you to die either.” Mulder holds her until she falls back asleep, stroking her hair.

He awakes once more when Mrs. Scully gently shakes him, a hand on his shoulder. He shoots up and looks down at Scully, sighing in relief when she groggily blinks up at him. Mulder smiles down at her for a moment before Mrs. Scully clears her throat. “Did you two sleep well?”

Scully nods. “Yes,” Mulder supplies. He takes her hand in his, chest becoming heavy. “Do you want me to call Bill?” She nods again and he attempts a smile that he’s sure comes out closer to a grimace as he brings her hand up to his lips.

—

Dana Katherine Scully died at 7:13 AM with sunlight pouring in through the closed curtains. Every once in a while he’ll have a sweet dream about her and wake up with the taste of disappointment on his tongue.

“Are you Christian?” The little girl blinks up at him with the large, inquisitive eyes only small children possess.

Mulder looks down at the cross necklace hanging from his neck and nods once, slowly. “No, no, I’m not. The necklace was a gift.”

“From who?” She tilts her head, curious.

“Well, you know how your mom and dad love each other very much?” She nods. “I had someone like your mom, and she gave me her necklace.”

“What happened to her?”

Mulder licks his lips and takes a moment to word his response nicely. “She passed away.”

“How sad...” The girl looks away at the ground.

“It is sad. But we loved each other very much.” He pauses a moment. “Do you want to talk to me about your nightmares?”

The girl looks up at him with glossy eyes and musters a smile. “Okay, Mr. Mulder.”

[holdontohopelove]

oh my god i found this in my drafts

Actual things I have said/thought/screamed/scared my dog with while marathoning 11 seasons, 2 movies, and 218 episodes of the X-Files.

(In no particular order)

“I hate this fucking show.”

“I love this fucking show.”

“JESUS CHRIST Mulder is saying my last name. I’m swooning.”

“This fucking show. Oh my God.”

“Oh honey.”

“Uhhhhh the vibes with this undressing scene are...what?”

“Somebody’s JEALOUS.”

“My sexuality is Scully in a utility shirt screaming at people.”

“What the fuck is this show?”

“No. Dogs are off limits. We do not mess with the dogs.”

“Fuck no fuck no fuck no. I am not about that life.”

“YAS QUEEN”

“This is literally the best episode of any television show ever written” (all things lol)

“Mulder. Yesss. Mulder.”

“AGHGHGHGH GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS”

“THE FUCK IS THAT?”

“I can’t with this?”

“How did people watch this shit live?”

“OH MY GOD OH MY GOD”

“Seriously, 90s people had way more patience. How did they go months on these cliffhangers?”

“Jesus Fucking Christ.”

“Light cream cheese. This episode is pure fucking gold.”

“Scully in a headset. I dig it.”

“Oh. Ohhhhh” (heart eyes, hands clasped)

“Gillian Anderson’s voice is a genre all its own.”

“God this show. Every bi’s dream.”

“Scully demonstrating to Tea’ Leoni how to sprint in high heels is GIVING ME LIFE.”

“This fucker.”

“Gillian Anderson’s hair this season is ON POINT.”

“Scully being fully over Doggett is a whole ass mood.”

“Wow. Boobs. Just...wow.”

“God, the hair. Mulder really missed out on good Scully hair bc Jesus.”

“Wait. What?”

“I can’t with how OOC this all is.”

“Is...Reyes hitting on Scully at literally zero hour of this baby’s birth?”

“This is...a lot to process.”

“I demand a rewrite. Mulder would not have missed this baby’s birth.”

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.”

“New credits? No. False. Cancelled. Fuck you all.”

“I’m over this.”

“This fucking season.”

“THAT LITTLE SMILE OMG.”

“So many filler episodes.”

“Doggett and Reyes...I could get behind this. I guess”

“No no no no no no no the pain.” (William omg)

“DAVID DUCHOVNY IS BACK IN THE CREDITS AND I AM LIVING FOR THIS.”

“MULDER.”

“This episode actually doesn’t hurt as bad as I planned.”

“TO SEE A MAN ABOUT THE TRUTH.” (Screaming)

“OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA.”

“Same, Jimmy, same.”

“‘On the net?’ This is not how we talked in 2016.“

“They are SO married. I will never not be convinced of this.”

“An analogy: X-Files edition: My attraction to Scully in the original run is to my attraction to Mulder in the revival.”

“He really did get better with age. Jesus. I’d get that.”

“OMG she is making heart eyes at him.”

“This is not as dire as I thought.”

“Low cut blouse much? Holy fuck.”

“Wow we are really jumping right back into this. It’s like no time has passed.”

“Well, no time has passed...Season 9 wrapped an hour ago in this house.”

“I feel rabid.”

“FUCK.”

“Why would Scully work anywhere BUT a place called Our Lady of Sorrows?”

“Scully’s literal whole life is Our Lady of Sorrows.”

“Fuck she just stabbed that girl. Calm down, Scully, Christ.”

“Revival Scully is not at all soft and I don’t know how I feel about it.”

“Y’all need a lot of fucking therapy.”

“This show is really one long, giant trauma.”

“I’m going to need a detox when this is all over. Seriously.”

“The dog is literally judging me.”

“DAMN RIGHT YOU’LL NEVER HAVE A NORMAL EXISTENCE. Look at these two morons.”

“God this show...absolutely no hope.”

“ORIGINAL CREDITS FTW”

“YES YES YES YES YES”

“All the throwbacks, give me all the throwbacks.”

“This...is actually amazing.”

“Why did people hate the revival?”

“Coming directly off the pain of Season 9 that was never addressed, this is absolutely so well done.”

“How can there possibly be ANY ambiguity left about Scully and Mulder?”

“They have literally referred to William as Mulder’s child multiple times.”

“FUCK.”

“This is...a lot to unpack.”

“Mulder’s hair has taken a novedive since MSI”

“His fuckability is going down while Scully’s is climbing back up.”

“I’ve been waiting 23 years to say that. DEAD. BURIED. CREMATED.”

“Who are these fucks?”

“That face. I cannot.”

“Really, why did people hate this?”

“This is completely tolerable compared to 8/9 angst.”

“I am absolutely living for this. ABSOLUTELY. LIVING. FOR. THIS.”