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Transphobia is so antithetical to genuine feminism it blows my mind there's such a wide overlap like you either believe in autonomy and self determination or you don't

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soft_thrills fic list!

Hi! I’ve noticed some new followers (thank you!!) and thought I’d update my big list o’ fic for you to find. I’ll upload it to AO3 eventually, I hope. Roughly in order of newest to oldest. It’s all MSR unless noted otherwise.

If you’re enjoying my work (or if you have any thoughts about it, good or constructive or even bad) please let me know! Feedback usually leads to more fic. :-)

Too Much, Just Right (smut, Dom Mulder)

For once it really is a nice trip to the forest.

The Daily Miracle (Rated R, 500 words prompt-fill)

Mulder and Scully get caught canoodling at the offices of The Lone Gunmen.

Nine (smut, Scully/Reyes, short prompt-fill)

Scully’s not sure how it happened, really. She had needed a friend – Mulder was gone, she was alone with an infant and a lot of questions about the choices she had made in her life. Monica is that friend. But, it turns out, Scully has gotten fairly used to sleeping with her friends.

Surprises (smut, early-in-the-relationship)

Scully – Special Agent Dana Scully, M.D., she of the ice-cold, steely-eyed stare, the fuck-you heels, the woman who could take down men twice her size and not muss up her makeup – liked it rough.

Welcome Home (relatively tame smut, post-FTF)

Scully is never stung by the bee and transfers to Utah. A year later, she comes home to hash things out with Mulder.

They’re Not Here (smut, porn battle prompt, early MSR)

I just tried to write what I assume we all think should have happened between Mulder and Scully in that storage closet during Ice.

untitled (smut, desk sex, short prompt-fill)

“You are really cute when you’re bent over and waiting for me like that,” he says.

untitled (very smutty smut, short prompt-fill, road head, Dom Mulder)

“Are you angry we’re not in a position for me to have my way with you, Scully?”

This is It (post-Never Again, smut, first time)

He’d acted like spurned lover since she’d returned from Philadelphia, taking every opportunity to rub her nose in what she’d done. And she’d deserve that, perhaps, if they were lovers, but they aren’t. 

Saturday Mornings (smut, Domme Scully)

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a law enforcement officer in possession of a good pair of handcuffs must be in want of a sexual partner to use them on.

Marry Me (smut, fluff, post-IWTB) 

“Scully,” he says, looking up into her eyes. “Marry me.” She laughs, which is only fair, because he’s just proposed marriage while she’s riding him.

Philadelphia (rated R, missing scene for “Home Again,” weird plug but i think this is one of the best things i’ve ever written)

Desire is the opposite of death.

The Tattoo  (post-Never Again, though set years later, smut)

The mark on her back is years old when Mulder finally asks her to talk about it.

The Wonder of You (pre-IWTB unremarkable house smut, fluff, #wifegate)

When Mulder first sees Scully standing on the front porch of the house in Virginia, he is overcome.

Autumn (smut, pre-season 10, the ~break-up~ arc)

“Give it another hour, Scully,” he put his hands on her face, under her hair. “Let me show you how it could be.”

Loopholes (Halloween smut set during a cemetery screening of the Rocky Horror Picture Show)

Soon Curry and his crew of outer space oddballs are undressing a young Susan Sarandon, stripping her down to her demure underwear. Mulder leans over to whisper in her ear. “When you came into my room on our first case, during that storm, it reminded me of this.”

Narcissistic (unremarkable house pre-IWTB smut, written ages ago for a LJ porn battle)

Only she and Mulder, convinced that they were at the center of grand conspiracies and perhaps the universe itself, were narcissistic enough to role-play as themselves.

Worry (unremarkable porch smut, set around IWTB, another one from the ole porn battle)

The power was out in rural Virginia, and it was 99 degrees.

New York City Serenade (PG, post-Tithonus, thoughts on immortality and the Staten Island Ferry)

Dana Scully’s abdomen should hurt.

Darts (short, PG)

When Mulder asks his partner to go to the bar he spotted near their motel in the middle of nowhere, he expects her to say no.

Contact (PG-13, season one UST)

Special Agent Dana Scully may be new to this whole having-a-partner thing, but she’s pretty sure most partners don’t touch each other as often as she and Fox Mulder do.

Miles Run Together and Alone (PG, pre-season 10, deals with Mulder’s depression)

Mulder and Scully start running together, and then they stop.

Only Clothes (PG)

They’re only clothes.

Baseball Season is Over (PG, first date, season seven, fluff)

Fox Mantle, Meet me at Camden Yards for a slightly early, or almost a year late, birthday gift. Bring your glove for foul balls. – Scully

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Bestill my heart. 😍

Quagmire

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This is wonderful.

5 headcanons for how mulder felt about scully throughout the diana arc?

(under the cut. unedited. i’m not really writing again but here are some words.)

1.

He doesn’t know what to tell Scully because he never thought this would come up. He watches her try to figure him out, figure them out—whatever they are now or used to be. He realizes it is not fair.

She cools off and backs away, and he recognizes this as a sign that she’s hurt. Mulder has hurt her somehow, and this makes him angry. He channels this anger into drive: pushes forward on the case, pushes harder for Truth.

And then the office burns, and their lives seem to be burning, and he is numb. He thinks of nothing but his own losses.

2.

He’s furious at her, ashamed, embarrassed. He’s used to looking like an idiot but this time it’s worse because he thought surely, this time, they had to win. They had to be right, had to come out on top. He hates her science and he doesn’t want to listen to why she failed him, betrayed him. He’d pulled her from an alien womb, stripped its umbilicus from her very throat and dragged her through that cold metal deathtrap at the bottom of the world just to have her say she did not believe.

But she didn’t say that and he knows it. She said they didn’t have the proof. Again. As always. She’d tried to take his hand and say listen, say I am still with you, say we just need to keep looking. But it was much easier to be angry, so he hurt her.

He knew she was jealous. He let her be jealous.

And there was Diana, slipping into his desk chair, into his space, into his head with that cool whisper of I believe you, Fox. He felt himself unmoored, grasping for anything to right himself. He rushed headlong into recklessness, desperate for purpose, and he knew, he knew that Scully could see through it, but she stood beside him anyway.

For this, again, he almost resented her. If she were truly good, wouldn’t she know to leave him?

3.

She radiates jealousy and hurt and the need for him to come back to her, to steady himself against her, she, who has been here this whole time. Again this relentless goodness only makes him feel his failures more potently, so instead he says the worst thing to her that he ever could have said. He feels the hypocritical burn on his lips as it leaves his mouth that she is making it personal. He thinks maybe that he has pushed her too far, that she will slap him and spit in his face and leave him and quit, finally, and some part of him wants this because it is what he deserves.

Instead she grows cold like a statue. Again she stays.

4.

He reads the desperate fantasy of another man who would touch her, who would rescue her heart from Mulder’s own merciless neglect. His face burns as he reads about the softness of her breasts, the slick heat between her legs, and the whimper of need on her lips. The burn he feels is fury, pure rage, because these things are not this other man’s to describe. But also they remind him that she is beside him and beautiful and worthy of a love that he withholds.

It is not lost on him, the irony that her heart was nearly ripped out on his apartment floor, that she will scream-sob into his chest but still not tell him what she wants, needs, from him. Her heart’s blood is on his hands, quite literally.

He knows that somewhere inside himself, he is so in love with her that it would split him in half if he tried to even look at its immensity. His love for her would send him spiraling outward into an uncertain void. He has already felt a wobble in his axis at times, looking at her while she sleeps or reads a case file with that crinkle between her brows. His esophagus aches with so much swallowed guilt and affection.

After he cleans her blood from his floor, though, he begins to allow himself small glimpses, partial contemplations, of what it would mean to let himself love her. It is terrifying.

5.

It is only after his brain is set ablaze with fever and madness that he recognizes the magnitude of his mistake. Her love is an ocean without end, planetary in breadth and depth. It is the center of his orbit, not its undoing.

He feels her every step through the hospital corridors and screams for her. He doesn’t even remember Diana’s name. When she leaves—to save him, again—he feels her absence like the sun gone suddenly cold. Scully, he thinks. And then over and over until the ocean returns, Scully Scully Scully Scully.

She saved him. He owes her everything. He’s said these words before, but he finds them again inside himself and recognizes their fuller weight and truth now, so he adds new words: constant, touchstone. They are still not enough to say what he means.

The sound of her heels has almost reached the elevator when he realizes: she is slipping away again without really knowing. She doesn’t yet understand what he meant, what he’s finally let himself want.

“Scully, wait,” he says.

She turns, eyes wet and brows raised, waits for him to catch up with her. She looks small and trusting and he has never loved her more. He doesn’t try to find any more words but walks straight to that perfect mouth and kisses it, palms again on her cheeks, bandaged head or not. She melts against him. He wants to carry her back to his apartment, but he is already dizzy from his determined charge through his hallway. He pulls back, kisses her again twice more and softly.

“You’re so much more than my friend, Scully.”

Her eyes dart across his features, terrified and hopeful. She nods. She tells him she will come back after work, that she will bring him dinner. She touches his face once more, like she can’t bear not to, and then steps into the elevator.

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BTS of the whisper | Nothing Lasts Forever

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#’i do not gaze at scully’ #dude shut up you’re literally gazing

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They’re so cute and flirty in this [checks notes] autopsy scene.

The X-Files: The Amazing Maleeni (7x08)

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top 5 msr fanfics

This list is purely based on how many times I go back to the same fic. Saying that, just because I haven’t gone back to your fic doesn’t mean I don’t like it. There’s so much fic in this fandom that these types of lists (and lists asking your favourite ff writer) is a difficult thing.

1. Glass Walls- Skuls 

2. You Miss Her Everything- @storybycorey

3. Illicit Desire- OnlyTheInevitable.

4. Grief Is The Price We Pay For Love- @sarie-fairy

5. Ich Bin- @need-not

(Anyone not tagged, if people know who they are on Tumblr tag them) 

But I also generally just love fics by @baronessblixen @suitablyaggrieved @peacenik0 @frangipanidownunder. But honestly, if your fic passes onto my dash, 99% of the time I’m gonna read it. 

This wasn’t an easy thing to answers.

Send me Top 5 of anything! 

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This transformation is just magical to watch. What a beautiful talent you have!

ok so I’m extremely nervous to share this but anyway. Here’s the time lapse of this painting! I hope it helps you relax a bit. Headphones recommended

idk if you guys are interested? @real-cream-cheese @reasonandfaithinharmony @suitablyaggrieved @baronessblixen

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What a perfect first time fic.

Ok I have imagined it a million times but you write so much better than I do. M and S are always touching each other's mouths. My theory 😜 is that this is how their second kiss started after millennium. I feel maybe M lingered his thumb on her lips just like he did in the Truth... And it just spiraled from there. Maybe around or during Orison timing, I don't know. Thoughts...fan fic maybe?

First of all, thank you!  Second of all, I imagine their second kiss was right after Millennium, so here you go.  Under a cut because NSFW.

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This is poetry. Just gorgeous.

Fic: Summer Reading

1000 words; PG for mentions of high school English class; dreamy nonsense; originally written for the @msrfanzine

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This is really beautifully done. Would love a continuation when she gets home for sure! 😍

1 for the dialogue prompt please

sometimes A/N: I like how I said I had motivation to write and them promptly forgot how to lol I don’t really know what this is, and as always no beta, but thank you for the prompt! Tagging @today-in-fic

1. “Do you want me to leave?”

He hasn’t left the hospital room for more than a few minutes at a time, always only when necessary to pick up a coffee or head to the bathroom, and he’s always, always checked with her that she’d be all right without him: Scully, I’m going to go grab something to eat, is that okay? I’ll be right back.

She feels sometimes like she ought to push the point, tell him to go home and shave properly, eat something more than a couple of energy bars, change his clothes, but she knows it would be useless. Mulder has guarded her like a hawk since he arrived here at the hospital, much to the irritation of the nurses and doctors. 

He’s never actually asked if she wanted him to leave before, and she’s half surprised by the question.

“I don’t have to...” he’s looking away and she can see the flush of his cheeks. “I can step outside for a while.”

The nurse has come in to change her bandage and wash her bullet wound- she’s been coming in every day, but Mulder’s always managed to be out of the room for it. This time she’s come in as they’re halfway through talking, and Mulder doesn’t have a convenient way of escaping. He’s so flustered it’s adorable. 

“It’s okay,” Scully smiles, reaching for his hand and keeping him by her side. “I want you to stay.”

Mulder squeezes her fingers in reassurance, but still doesn’t look up. He’s been helping her to the bathroom, standing watch to make sure she’s okay- hell, he helped her into the shower yesterday, when she was practically naked- but this is apparently overstepping a boundary. God she loves him.

“Mulder.” She tightens her grip on his hand. “You can look.”

“I... are you sure?” 

“Soon enough you’re going to have to do this yourself,” the nurse chimes in, flashing him a kind smile. “Once you take her home, she’s going to need you.”

Scully’s pretty sure all the staff here think Mulder’s her husband, or at the very least her long term boyfriend. They always talk like he’ll be there for her at home, and sometimes if she’s tired the doctors will talk to him more than her. It’s not annoying, or demeaning, but reassuring. Okay, so they aren’t together, but Mulder will take better care of her than any boyfriend ever has- that’s a given at this point, with either of them. 

Does she want him to leave? No, never.

“Does it hurt?” Mulder murmurs now, finally raising his eyes to glance at her wound. 

“A little. Not as bad as it was.”

“My shoulder burned for days,” he jokes, playfully nudging her arm. “I’m still convinced you did permanent damage.”

The nurse raises an eyebrow but says nothing. Mulder’s gone quiet again.

“I still can’t believe he did it.”

“Mulder...”

“I know. I know.” He raises her hand to his lips and kisses her knuckles, and she begins to think that maybe this is why people think they’re together. “I just wish I could’ve been there.”

“You’re here now.” She squeezes his hand.

That’s all that matters.

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6.03 // 11.04 

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PLEASE, any amount you could give towards this terrific cause would be so very much appreciated. Jim and his wife are doing such important X-Files preservation work, and most importantly of all, they’re SHARING IT ALL WITH THE FANS. Let’s make the dream a reality!!!

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Could you list some super kinky fics?

Um, probably not? They’re not what I read the most, and I’m not very good at remembering those I do read. However! You’ll for sure find some super kinky fics in these posts:

HOT Fanfic Recs by @storybycorey: Part 1, Part 2

Best X-Files Fanfic Sex, with some recs from me and recs from others in reply to a question from @xfilesfanscribe

dom Scully fic rec

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The X-Files Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fox Mulder/Dana Scully Characters: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully Additional Tags: Fluff, Season 6/7, mulder and scully fraternizing in the same motel room, from ust to rst, Bantering Summary:

One night while on a case, Mulder and Scully find themselves in her motel room, just talking and maybe - just maybe - taking the next step in their relationship.

I love this for a Friday and a bad week. Thank you @baronessblixen