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scullys-girl · 4 months

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how about an msr warm up prompt? mulder and scully sometime during the beginning of their sexual relationship:

(I haven’t written in over a year, bear with me.)

She’s mere moments from sleep when she feels the sensation of soft, grazing fingertips along her skin. Feather-light and tender, they brush heated wildfire in a few gentle strokes. For a split second, she’s convinced she’s dreaming, on the precipice of waking and finding herself alone in an otherwise empty bed, but then his fingers dance along the taut muscles of her abdomen, gently pulling her closer and sending a thrilling shiver throughout her body. She’s had many dreams about moments like these – fantasies. However, they pale in comparison to the electrified current that is presently holding her body hostage, tethering her to the man who is spooned up right behind her.

No, this was no dream. But she doesn’t dare open her eyes just yet to the precious moments unfolding.

He moves languidly, almost frustratingly slow, beginning his lips’ journey with open-mouthed kisses against the back of her neck. A soft breath of pleasure leaves Scully’s lips just as he suckles at her pulse point, teeth grazing the pounding artery beneath her dampened skin.

“Mul…” It’s a quiet, strangled gasp. “Mulder.”

Mulder hums against her spine, and she can feel his smile. “Is this okay, Scully?” he asks as the hand along her belly slowly moves upwards.

Scully nods, trying not to show just how desperate she’s becoming. But as soon as she feels the slightly calloused pad of his fingertip brush against her nipple, she can’t help but squirm under his touch. Arching her back, she nestles her bottom into the curve of his lap as he shifts with her, fitting their bodies together like two puzzle pieces. In this position, she can feel how hard he is for her, making her mouth water with anticipation and need. Oh, how she wishes there wasn’t a stitch of clothing between them.

“Yes,” she chants under her breath with another pass of his fingers under her sleep top; she just can’t help the way the breathy syllable leaves her lips.

“Scully,” comes Mulder’s heated reply. Kneading her breast tenderly, he nibbles on her earlobe, sending more jolts of pounding excitement to her center. Squeezing, flicking, pinching; he trails a single finger down her sternum, dipping it into her navel, before teasing the waistband of her pajama bottoms. “Scully,” he says again, deeper in vibrato.

Slowly opening her eyes to the quiet glow of yellow spilling in from the hallway, she turns her face to meet his eyes. They remind her of secret kisses and worn-out leather sofas. They remind her of home, of safety. Her heart thumps loudly.

Mul-der. Mul-der.

He smiles, lovingly stroking her rosy cheek. Scully smiles back, feeling a warmth radiate through her chest. This is still very new to them, having only made love a handful of times, and it still warms her heart that he takes the time to prioritize her feelings and makes sure she is fully on board with what they are doing.

Mulder nuzzles her nose and places a chaste kiss on her lips. “Hi,” he mumbles as they part.

Turning to fully face him, Scully wraps her top leg over Mulder’s hip and plays with his hair, scratching her nails against his scalp the way she knows he likes. She can feel his body shiver from her touch, his hard cock mere millimeters from the radiating heat between her thighs.

“Hi,” she whispers back, holding Mulder’s heated and loving gaze until she can’t handle the anticipation a second longer. Scully parts her plump lips, languidly swiping her tongue between them.

She needs him.

She loves him.

Flipping her lover onto his back, Scully hears the excited breath that leaves his lungs. Goosebumps spread across her skin instantly as her body reacts to him. She rocks her hips forward, gushing with sweet, sweet arousal. A moan leaves Mulder’s beautiful lips and she can't decide which she’d rather do next: kiss him or make him moan again.

“Scully.” He waits for her, whispering her name in awe.

Feeling bold, Scully nibbles on her bottom lip, maneuvers her hand into the front of his boxers, and grips his cock firmly. She leans in, almost whispering their lips together, but not quite close enough to touch. A deeper, longer moan fills her ears and that’s when she knows she’s made the right decision.

“That’s it, Mulder,” she praises with a purr. She begins pumping him up and down, his precum slick and needy like she is. “Let me hear you, baby.”

@today-in-fic

#my ask box is open #the x files #msr #dana scully #fox mulder #mulder and scully #txf fanfic #stellaxxgibson #quite literally haven’t written in exactly a year i think #oof #she’s back…?

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inkskinned · 4 months

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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."

#spilled ink #warm up #“why did u tag it warm up” bc i wrote it off the cuff while drinkin coffee lol #btw the 30 dollar buy in for the dog walking is bc they pay the organizer a small pittance so she can #run fb ads and stuff and like she does put in a lot of work i don't mind paying her #but that's exactly what im fucking talking about like.#ppl can't afford to volunteer their time anymore and we all understand it!!! everything costs money for everyone!#like we didn't have to use to say ''do you mind paying me back for the stuff we ate''#we used to be able to afford to feed our friends once in a while!!!

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seveneyesoup · 2 months

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#TO CLARIFY ON THE SECOND POINT: VAMPIRES *HAVE* A REPRODUCTION METHOD THAT IS NOT SEX-BASED #THAT IS THE MAJOR POINT OF THAT ONE. THAT VAMP REPRODUCTION IS BASED ON CONVERTING INTO UNDEAD AND NOT PREGNANCY #what i think i keep coming back to is that a vampire is like. a form of pathogen or perhaps parasite #is the individual vampire meaningfully distinct from that? maybe #sort of a made up question #but that’s not a mammal #so neither is a vampire #but also like. a human is a mammal #this question sponsored by my friend who said she was done keeping mammals bc ‘they have so much fluid in them’#and my thought that a vampire Wouldn’t #not a lot of fluids. happening there

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laur-rants · 7 months

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I love when my borzoi does the thing

#borzoi #echo the borzoi #sighthound #puppy #art #my art #comics #my comics #illustration #my illustration #shes so ridiculous because her nose is too long to like #see things #so she has to #throw her head back to look at something #and see with her big stupid eyes (affectionate)#i love her shes so wild and pretty and such a ridiculouus creature #im love her

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rongzhi · 22 days

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English added by me :)

#ok back to douyins lol #douyin #video #tiktok #she's got good taste tho if these are actually all her outfits #they did one where she wore his outfits but they were all just madden like boo wear her clothes dude #阿丹叔叔

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nostalgia-tblr · 2 months

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re-reading my own fic because the author has exactly my taste in tropes, ships the same ships in the right way, and also shares my sense of humour. what a find, what a revelation. i hope they write more of this sort of thing.

#she should POSSIBLY scale back a bit on the inappropriate dick jokes but nobody's perfect right?#fic related

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ruporas · 1 month

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dragon meat, you, and me

#marcille donato #falin touden #farcille #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #tw blood #tw body horror #tw gore #as a normal farcille fan this revival has been on my mind since i first read it and getting to watch it is like yippee!!#like messy revivals are everything - the consequences that will haunt u for the rest of the time they are alive #the initial hopeful moments where it all seemed well but quickly descend to That not being the case - losing not only the bit of evidence #evidence that your dream may work out but also someone you deeply care about in the process… marcille my Beloved #ofc wholly thruout the journey - at the forefront of it - getting falin back was the most crucial point but so wuickly :(( it was lost #on the other end its crazy to think about the compoments of falin now - human - dragon (dungeon) - marcille’s magic and desperation #the food the crew cooked (digested) - she is made of many parts!!#also i did not realize how medical it feels to draw smth like this. i dont usually explore the inner parts or use a lot of blood #in my work so rendering everything and looking up refs it felt quite magical (?)#ruporas art

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s-lycopersicum · 6 months

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What the POST THIS NIJIKA enthusiasts don't want you to know is that this frame is followed by the cutest little bit of animation ever assembled by human hands.

#just wanted to express my love for the little sway that nijika does as she steps back #bocchi the rock!#ijichi nijika #gotoh hitori #gif #meme

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mo-mode · 4 months

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The Biblically Accurate Trio in TLT