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doctor-milfi · 2 years

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41 from the prompts please🦊

Insanity

She’s the only person on the elevator as it sinks to the basement. The door opens and all she has to do is step out into the hallway, but she’s frozen in place. The door closes and she’s still standing there, Mulder’s incessant voicemails running on repeat in her brain like a monologue she memorized for high school drama class.

His messages don’t say anything on their own. It’s the sheer volume of them that make her belly flutter with feeble preoccupation. She wants to be annoyed at the psychic space on which he’s decided to set up camp, but she can’t quite bring herself past the terror of intrigue to anger.

They’ve been on different assignments for three weeks and have barely seen one another. The way she’s missed him feels like a type of insanity. At night, she begs her brain to dream of him and wakes sweaty and bereft when she hasn’t. All day, she wanders the halls at work desperate to run into him. One day, she nearly punched a wall when she thought she smelled his cologne, but it wasn’t him. Yet she hasn’t called him, and she hasn’t brought herself to return his calls.

As she steps over the threshold of the elevator, she remembers the thing they did the last time they saw one another. The thing that wasn’t supposed to happen. The thing that is absolutely verboten between partners. The entirely exquisite error of an embrace that lasted a few seconds too long. His lips brushing her forehead. His nose nuzzling her cheek. Her hands clutching his waist as she completely forgot to breathe. Then the kiss- dreamy and slow and supple and over as quickly as it began.

She thought over the past three weeks she must have imagined it in a fit of madness, but the guilt and fear in her gut felt all too real. Then he left all these random, meaningless messages and she thought surely he meant to brush it off, pretend it hadn’t happened, if in fact it even had happened?

“Scully!” He’s standing at their office door. “I’ve been waiting for you. You haven’t returned any of my calls. I thought. . . well, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I just, uh, actually I think I forgot something upstairs.”

“Hey, no, don’t run off just yet.” He grabs her hand, pulls her into the office and closes the door behind them. “Look. I’ve been wanting to talk to you. About what happened between us the last time we were together.”

“I know, Mulder. I’m sorry. It was a mistake. It should never have happened.” Scully sniffs out a little laugh, like she’s trying to be super casual. “Chalk it up to temporary insanity.”

“Oh,” he says. His face falls and if they weren’t already in the basement, her heart would drop about ten more floors. “I mean, okay. If that’s how you feel.”

“Isn’t that how you feel?” She cants her head and dares to meet his glittery green gaze.

Mulder shifts his weight and sighs. “I was sort of going to say I sort of want to do it again,” he shrugs.

“Oh?”

"Yeah, I was just trying to figure out how to say it."

She steps closer, her head swirling with the lemon balm and bergamot of his skin, and places a hand on his chest. “Okay," she barely breathes.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she grins foolishly, quite certain if he told her to jump off the top of the Washington Monument she’d gladly do it. He grazes his fingers over her cheek and presses his mouth softly and quickly to hers. “This is insanity,” she murmurs, but only because it feels so gorgeously wonderful as she threads her hands around his neck and pulls him down to truly meet and linger on her smiling lips.

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dncingthrghlife · 2 years

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x-files is best files when it’s camp

#this post has been brought to you by:#the x files #and my slow binge #now for obligatory tags #x files #msr #msr for life

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heylo-reylo · 1 year

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wait wait wait....Mulder and Scully were controversial??? people didn't see them in the 90s and go "ah yes that's the new blueprint!" im honestly shocked

Oh, this takes me back!

As crazy as it seems now since it's very much canon, the Mulder/Scully relationship was definitely controversial. Retrospectively it did take 6 to 8+ years/seasons with over 100 episodes and a movie (damn that bee!) for anything to happen that could be considered an irrefutable victory for the shippers, so there was a lot of time for fans to debate. The show also had a great knack for giving a little crumb like an especially flirty quip, and then pulling it back by introducing a slight romantic interest for one of them, or just cooling it off for say, another half a season. It was both frustrating and a TON of fun to experience at the time.

At first, my Mulder x Scully shipping was just me and my bff obsessing together over every little MSR interaction, and to us it felt absolutely inevitable (love that you called it the blueprint because so much yes to that!) Then I ventured into the online fandom (message boards, mailing lists, and Geocities sites: oh my!) and was surprised by the amount of passionate "noromos," and yes, they actually called themselves that (short for "no romance"). There were even some who used the term "anti" way back then, haha.

In my memory, people had a wide variety of reasons for not shipping, ranging from the fact that the XF creator Chris Carter was vocally opposed to the relationship turning romantic for much of the show's run, to those who felt that it diminished Scully from being the badass trailblazer she that was (personally, I thought one of the best aspects of the pairing was the way Mulder always gave Scully the professional respect and space she deserved, while also supporting her unconditionally when she needed it: Scully can kick butt and still get her man) Others straight-up admitted that they didn't want any relationship aspects dominating a sci-fi/police procedural show and fair enough-- I'm just one of those who can't help but ship!

Hopefully that answers your question somewhat, I could write so much more because The X Files has been such a big part of my life, but I don't want to bore you-- plus there are a lot of essays/sites/etc. archived from back in the day via places like Fanlore.org for further reading. Overall, it's been really interesting to see how patterns in shipping culture have repeated themselves over and over in various fandoms I've participated in since. (I would love to write an essay on the crossover between character ships and actor/rpf ships and the particular division it creates between the fans, haha!)

Thanks for the ask anon 💚

#fandom #msr for life #anon asks #don't get me started on chris carter

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mockingjaysongbird · 2 years

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#29th anniversary

#the x files #fox mulder #dana scully #david duchovny #gillian anderson #msr #txf edit #and my life was never the same

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dunhamhairograpy · 2 years

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Plus One Script: Scully afterglow ☀️🍆

Scully "You can't steal my sunshine."

#plus one #xfiles #thexfiles #xf bts #gillian anderson #mulder #david duchovny #scully #mulder and scully #dana scully #msr #msr for life #msr smut #msr edit #msr fanfic #season 11

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spookysexy · 2 years

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What Gillian/ Scully thought, when they started working together!

What David/ Mulder thought, when they started working together!

Gifs by me @spookysexy

This is when David/Mulder &

Gillian/Scully fell in love!

#david duchovny #fox mulder #gillian anderson #dana scully #txf #the x files #xfiles #msr #gillovny all the way #msr for life #gilovny #txf pilot #Spookysexy83 gifs #my gif #Spookysexy gif edits #it was moist #she was adorable

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unremarkablehouse · 2 years

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What happens in Kroner

M15+ | S6 after Rain King |AO3

Summary: Part 1 of my new series. Mulder and Scully wake up together on their last day in Kroner and decide to test the boundaries of their relationship.

@today-in-fic

Sunlight peeking through the broken venetian blinds was a welcomed omen for Scully, who had been lying in bed waiting for a sign that this limbo would soon be over. The weather was clear and finally they’d be on the first puddle jumper out of Kroner, Kansas. Mulder casually rolled over to face her, groaning as his body surrendered to waking up, grumbling a ‘morning’ to a very awake Scully. The anxiety of sharing a bed with her partner was enough to keep her from falling into a deep sleep the night before and the noise from the other motel guests returning from the reunion didn’t help the matter. Somehow Mulder managed to block all of this out and fall into a deep sleep, while Scully watched his sleeping form with envy.

“Mulder, do you realize you say my name in your sleep?” Scully’s tone is inquisitive, and although Mulder knows he should feel some sort of embarrassment, he’s tired of this dance and is ready to lay his cards on the table.

“Actually, you’re not the first one to tell me this.”

Scully lifts her eyebrow, wanting to know what other bedfellows he’s had and surprised to hear that this is an established pattern.

“Just from the guys, oh and Skinner-“ Mulder answers.

At the thought of Skinner saying something Scully shakes her head and pinches the bridge of her nose while Mulder continues to dig a deeper hole.

“Good thing I don’t have a more active social life or my sleep talking could get me in trouble.”

“Good thing.”

The room is starting to feel more charged and Scully takes this casual comment as confirmation that Diana hasn’t been participating in any adult sleepovers. Tenderly brushing hair out of her face Mulder scoots up to make sure they’re face to face, they both know the intimacy they’re enjoying is stolen, but it doesn’t stop them from reveling in it any less. Mulder attempts to break the mounting tension by continuing his ramble.

“I guess saying your name in my sleep would probably be no less awkward than if I were to call you before bed.”

“Mulder, why would you call me if you’re in bed with another woman?”

“I always talk to you before I go to sleep-“ Mulder’s countenance is so earnest that Scully’s heart swoons with his admission. Her hand finds it’s way into his hair and she’s unable to resist scratching the hairs on the back of his neck. “I think the subconscious talking you could probably play off but the conscious choice to call me before bed would be a deal breaker for any sane woman.”

Mulder gives a laugh, “very true. I’d also have to explain why they’re getting introduced to your mother before mine.”

“What?!”

“Every time we talk Maggie asks me if there’s someone special and has made me promises to introduce her-“

“Oh God-“

The realization that her mother has been subjecting Mulder to the same interrogations over his love life is mortifying. Scully rolls onto her back and covers her face, cringing at the thought.

“Scully, now you know the real reason I’ve been single for so long. It’s not just because all womankind have unanimously decided I should be alone, but I am actually scared about introducing anyone to your mother.”

Scully can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all, Mulder’s soft chuckle harmonizing nicely with hers.

“Welcome to the club. Your instincts are right, she is the worst to introduce any dates too.”

“Is this because of what happened when she met Marcus?”

Scully stops dead still at the mention of this particular anecdote, which she knows for a fact she’s never shared with Mulder.

“Mulder, just how often are you talking with my mother?”

Feeling a little defensive, Mulder quickly retorts “a normal amount!” Scully says nothing but her raised eyebrows challenge his statement loudly enough.

“Seriously, it’s not like we chat. We just talk because I call her whenever something happens to you, and she also checks in every once in a while if she hasn’t heard from me.”

“That’s the definition of chatting!” Scully is bemused by the discovery of Mulder’s relationship with her mother. Just when she thinks she has this man pegged he comes out with some new endearing facet that makes her love him just a tiny bit more. “At least you know she approves of you.”

Mulder unconsciously twines their fingers together and smiles at her.

“I wouldn’t say she approves of me. Just because I’m her adopted problem child, doesn’t mean she thinks I’m good enough for her daughter.”

“Trust me, my mother adores you.”

“You’re telling me that the very Catholic Margret Scully would be ok with us being a couple? I’m not buying it.”

“Ask her next time you chat-”

“We don’t chat!”

Scully can’t help laughing at Mulder’s exaggerated frustration.

“On that note, I’m going to shower now. You should probably avert your eyes. From my casual exterior it might seem like I haven’t noticed I’m in bed with a beautiful woman, but my body definitely knows.”

“It’s a perfectly natural physiological response Mulder. So you have little nocturnal penile tumescence.” Scully’s tone sounds unaffected but her smarmy dig doesn’t go undetected.

“Little! I’m not going to take that lying down!” Before Scully can move away Mulder has her pinned down and is tickling her ribs while Scully squirms and squeals. It only

takes a few moments before Scully demands a truce, Mulder yields satisfied his point has been made. They both stop and catch their breathe, staring at each other and shaking of the tail end of laughter. After a pause Mulder’s face suddenly turns serious as if he’s remembered something of vital importance. This is a look Scully has seen many times and assumes he will be darting out of the room any second with some vague statement, off to find monsters or chase his latest crazed theory. Instead, Mulder slowly leans over and gently places a soft, chaste kiss on Scully’s lips, retreating quickly with a sheepish smile.

“What was that for?”

Scully is surprised by this sudden move but can feel a big smile on her face, mirroring Mulder’s grin.

“I just realized we’re flying out of here in a tin can. If we go down I don’t want Sheila to be the last person I kissed.”

Scully chuckles, “well in that case.” Her hand moves to the back of Mulder’s head, he takes the signal and lets her pull him in for another kiss. The kiss is slow and tenuous but definitely less chaste. Her hands move to his cheek as the kiss deepens, while Mulder’s hand slowly strokes her hair. It is not the frenzied passionate kiss she thought they’d share when they finally submitted to their feelings but there is a gravity to this kiss that anchors them to each other with an enormity that feels all consuming. What was meant as a simple kiss has turned into one of their conversations, each taking turns to lead while the other remains fully engaged. Despite its long duration, there have been no attempts to progress things further on either side, both content to stay in the shallows of this first step but unwilling to pull away or stop.

Always in sync they finally pull back at the same time, fear and trepidation thick in the air, neither sure what to make of this turn of events. Finally, Scully looks Mulder in the eyes, she can see he shares the same fears and concerns, conflicting with want and she’s emboldened by this realization.

“What happens in Kroner stays in Kroner?”

With a huge smile Mulder agrees and moves his head back down to continue kissing her at their previously established slow and luxurious rate. He’s caught off guard when he feels Scully’s foot guiding up his calf and hooking him in so he’s forced to move closer. Mulder’s restraint snaps as he’s pulled in to Scully’s body. His tongue thrusts into her mouth while his body grinds against hers. Their hands rub and pull on each other, dying to get closer, losing themselves in each other. Each roll of Mulder’s pelvis is met by Scully’s, their bodies connected in some primal dance. Mulder’s body heat permeates through Scully as the friction overwhelms her senses. This isn’t a high school make out session, their bodies have become an extension of one another and Scully soon finds herself climbing towards release. Intuitively Mulder’s body responds to hers as he thrusts and grinds with just the right pressure to send her soaring over the edge. As her orgasm begins to engulf her, Scully pulls away from his lips, resting her forehead on his while she unravels. Before Mulder can follow suit an ominous chirping sound resonates through the room and breaks the spell. Realizing it’s Scully’s cell phone, Mulder rolls off her so she can answer it. Scully answers her phone, and he can’t help but smile to hear her voice is still affected and she sounds slightly out of breath. The call is brief and she passes on the confirmation that their flight out of Korna is scheduled to leave at 10. The phone call is like a bucket of ice water on them, each unsure how to proceed. Mulder makes the first move and gets out of bed heading for the shower, offering Scully a high five on the way. She obliged but rolls her eyes as she does it.

When Mulder reaches the bathroom door Scully calls out, “Mulder-“

“Yeah?”

“I was wrong.”

The statement hangs in the air for an eternity and Mulder panics that Scully might be regretting their earlier indiscretion. Scully sees his tortured face and laughs, clarifying her statement, “you’re definitely not little.”

Mulder has no response to this, Scully got him good. The best he can do is throw his tshirt at her face, shaking his head in amusement.

Now he just needs to work out how to make this all happen again outside of Korner.

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