Gillovny Confessions

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Coming out of Tumblr retirement after six years just to post this because what in the name of Christmas hell...

(Also this is from the Tingly & Moist photo shoot and I can't function right now...)

**UPDATE: David reposted it to his own Insta. Oh my god...

[gillianaofficial]

Mom and dad backstage @allabouteveplay.

Thanks for coming @davidduchovny!

[piper-scully]

@sembell this pic is fantastic! She absolutely adores him and it’s obvious 🤗🤗

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Fic: Unabashed

Title: Unabashed Author: @gillovny-confessions Pairing: David Duchovny/Gillian Anderson Rating: R-ish (because Gillian’s sweary mouth and some references) Disclaimer: Not real (probably), no defamation of character or assertions about the proclivities of the real DD and GA intended. Summary: David reflects on the events at day two of Wizard World. Inspired by this picture. “Get over here, Gillian.” He hadn’t meant to be so bold. Bold for him, anyway. 

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Fic: Unabashed

Title: Unabashed Author: @gillovny-confessions Pairing: David Duchovny/Gillian Anderson Rating: R-ish (because Gillian’s sweary mouth and some references) Disclaimer: Not real (probably), no defamation of character or assertions about the proclivities of the real DD and GA intended. Summary: David reflects on the events at day two of Wizard World. Inspired by this picture. “Get over here, Gillian.” He hadn’t meant to be so bold. Bold for him, anyway. 

A fan had brought a baseball bat to one of their photo ops, and David quickly noticed the weariness on Gillian’s face. He couldn’t resist, though. Nearly twenty years had passed since that episode, and he still remembered directing her like it was yesterday. How the dust kicked up as the night wore on, and even when they were on take god-knows-what, Gillian still sparkled. 

Sparkled for him.

David grabbed the bat and positioned himself in front of the backdrop, Gillian following suit moments later. He tried not to laugh as she fumbled with her hands, too annoyed with him to recreate the moment precisely. She settled for placing her hands over his, smiling gamely at the camera as his arms enveloped her, petite thing that she was. David registered the warmth of her body, quietly pleased at how perfectly she fit against his chest.

He knew Gillian was more built for these events than he was. The long hours, the repeat questions, the bad food all prickled him, until that brief moment when he got to stand across from her and just be.

Because of her, it was almost worth it. David went back to the hotel a few hours later, hungry and desperately in need of a shower. Half the elevators in the lobby were broken, creating serpentine lines leading up to the rest. He didn’t hesitate to head toward the stairs, which he liked better anyway. Maybe it was the New Yorker in him, but walking always felt more natural, even if you didn’t have a destination. It would also give him time to think.

I do that too much already, he sighed, ignoring the buzzing phone in his pocket that he knew was yet another missed call from Monique. 

She’d come with him to Chicago, of course. It had been her idea, but David didn’t object. He couldn’t bring Brick because the hotel didn’t allow pets, and after a long day, the last thing he wanted to return to was an empty room. And though he’d never admit it, deep down he hoped for a reaction of some kind. Something in a look, or in a text with way too many emojis, from--

Gillian.

A twelfth-floor door squeaked open and clicked shut above him, and he heard a footstep on the stairs, and there she was.

I guess we do think alike sometimes.

“Going down?” he asked, grandly gesturing a hand toward the many flights below.

“You wish.” Gillian snorted, moving to the stairwell landing at the same time he did so that they were face-to-face. Equal.

He could tell she wasn’t at all surprised he’d taken the stairs, or that they’d run into each other while going in opposite directions.

“Guess you’re not feeling like elevating.”

“I hate the fucking things. The ones in this place smell like shoe polish.”

A little smile curved up the corner of his lips. He couldn’t remember seeing anyone in that hotel who’d worn shoes that would necessitate polish, but it didn’t matter. That was Gillian. Super sniffer of all things, including bullshit.

She’d changed her clothes for the evening, and he presumed she was on her way to dinner. The black dress she had on was simple but made perfectly for her body. 

“Did I embarrass you today?” Gillian wasn’t one for beating around the bush. David knew immediately what she was talking about and leaned against the wall.

“Those questions...” 

“I know! Fuck...” she giggled slightly, one hand wrapped around the necklace resting on her collarbone. 

“And no, you didn’t.” His shirt raised as he briefly stretched his arms, and he noticed Gillian’s eyes flicker downward in appreciation at the hint of his exposed stomach.

It was never she who he was embarrassed by. The silliness of the whole thing sometimes did it, or his own discomfort at being intensely looked at by so many people who had no idea who he was. Not her, though.

Gillian was the source of something, but it wasn’t embarrassment. 

His phone chose then of all times to vibrate again, and David vaguely remembered that Monique had gone to the hotel spa for some kind of mani-pedi deal, and that he was supposed to meet her there before going to dinner. He pulled the phone from his pocket, if for no other reason than to turn it off.

Gillian nodded toward the offending device. “Is that...”

"Sorry...” he mumbled. “I told her I’d come get her for dinner.”

“Hmm. I didn’t know they had a daycare here.” She grinned widely and moved closer to him, narrowing the space between them.

David vividly remembered her texting him after news of the relationship got out. A whole day’s worth of on-and-off baby and bottle emojis, followed by avocados next to eggplants, and ending in a hand-with-a-raised-middle-finger emoji. 

He’d expected nothing less.

“Very funny.” 

“I have panties older than her, for god’s sake.” 

The purple silk ones? David wondered, almost out loud. They were the ones she’d worn the first time they’d fooled around, and had gone from being on her body to stuffed in his mouth in record time. Talk about imposing a gag order...

He played it cool instead.

“Yeah, yeah...” 

Gillian gripped the sides of the thin sweater over her dress, pulling tightly. She was always cold, and the stairwell was far from hospitable. Instinctively, David reached for her, pulling her against his chest and rubbing his hands up and down her arms.

“Better?”

She murmured something he couldn’t hear, but he enjoyed the hum of her voice and the vibrations it sent through his sternum. Gillian looked up at him and tilted her head as he lowered his, the wet pinkness of her lips too alluring to resist. 

The kiss was soft and slow, both their mouths opening just enough to allow a slip of tongue, heat rising between them in familiar waves. His groin twitched almost predictably, and she deepened the kiss, moving a hand up to thread in his hair, pulling on it. David gasped roughly, trying and failing to hold on to what little reserve he had in her presence. Soon he was fully hard, his dick tenting the front of his jeans, pressing into her stomach. Gillian broke the kiss then, moving just far away enough from him to admire her handiwork with a satisfied smirk. 

“Better.” 

----

They ended up necking in the stairwell for a good thirty minutes, until Gillian’s phone rang and scared the shit out of both of them.

She attempted to fix her tousled hair with one hand while holding the phone with the other, making some excuse to the person on the other end about being recognized by fans in the lobby and stopping to sign autographs. David ran his fingers through his own hair, trying not to look too disheveled. Gillian hung up then and laughed at him. 

“I think the hair’s the least of your worries.” 

His brow furrowed in confusion, and Gillian pulled up the camera on her phone to snap a picture of the small but noticeable purple hickey she’d left on his neck.

She burst into a full-on giggle fit when she showed it to him.

“Oh, great...” He knew this wasn’t going to go over well.

”You’re welcome, David Duchovny.” 

They kissed once more, and he hated how much he could feel the disappointing necessity of the real world.   “See you later.” Gillian turned to continue down the stairs, and David pulled away from the wall. He smirked as he felt a parting smack on the butt for good measure from Gillian. Silently, he willed his persistent hard-on to go down before Monique noticed.

As it turned out, it didn’t matter, because she’d already left the spa when he got there. 

Oh, shit...

He remembered his phone and turned it back on then, only to be met with a barrage of irritated girlfriend texts.

// Waiting for you at the spa. Where r u?? // // Did you 4get about dinner? Where are you?? CALL ME! // // I’m starving and need dinner. Going w/o you. Call me ASAP. And you better not be with her... //

The hotel room was empty when he returned, and for once, he liked it that way.

A bottle of wine procured from room service later, David was stretched out in the over-sized dark blue chair next to the window, his glass resting on the table nearby. 

He wanted to text Gillian, to send her the picture he’d taken of himself jerking off--why not, he reasoned, everyone needs at least one good shot--in the shower because of her. He wanted to embarrass her at dinner, to make her cheeks flush as red and hot as his face had been in the stairwell earlier. He wanted just once to know that he could get to her the way she got to him. 

Too bold...

He took out a book and started reading instead, studiously avoiding the phone. A notification dinged moments later, disrupting his concentration, and he sighed as he went to check it.

It was a text from Gillian of the water drops emoji. Nothing else.

David smiled and stood up to close the curtains, glancing down at the twinkling Chicago city lights below. 

Tomorrow was going to be a good day. 

[youreadarkwizard]

@boggsfiles: “Then…I went up to get 3 pics with them and Gillian saw the bat and said “I don’t do poses anymore” and David grabbed the bat and said “get over here Gillian” and my night is forever made 🙌🏻🙌🏻" 

[justholdinghandsok]

Full Panel by @steph2248 - Chicago Wizard World

[youreadarkwizard]

“Another shot of @GillianA and @davidduchovny at wizard world chicago panel. Very funny people, and nice chatting with them as well.”

[gillovny-confessions]

It’s amazing how they just light up when they look at each other...

[allforgillian]

Thoughts on the panel:

- Gillian was a boss. She, as always, had no filter, and it’s refreshing. I liked a lot of season 11, but the ending was BS. She honored us and Scully by admitting we and the character deserved better. Scully would not have suddenly not cared about William. Scully is more than making babies.

- I find it was interesting that DD would not answer a question about their relationship. Saying something is too personal means there is something to refer to.

- While David did seem to shut down to the audience after awhile, he did not shut down to Gillian. He can’t. When they look at each other (especially when you are there in person) you feel the electricity. When she focuses her smile and gaze on him, it’s everything. It’s what I was there for.

- David seemed a little annoyed by the fans, which rubbed me the wrong way. Gillian on the other hand was thoughtful, playful and really there for the fans. She was funny “Top that muthafucka,” leaning in to David across the couch to whisper “Suck my dick,” and actually engaged in the “who was the top” question (saying she’s answering for them, meaning she is.) Granted, I met her and not him one on one, so maybe it was just some of the questions that caused his attitude. I like the theory he knows he’s coming home to a pissed MP. That question may have been a bit much, but she knew fans loved ATTHS and went along. Hearing her describe sex as flipping around was hilarious. At least we have confirmation our girl likes to mix it up in bed.

- Gillian calling David “weird” was great. Honestly, was he high? He was very slow on the uptake there.

Conclusion: Gillian is our queen, breathtakingly beautiful in person, and we don’t deserve her. Even grumpy, David loves her. For a famous person (whose life is really out there for the world) you want to keep what’s most important just for you. For him, that’s their relationship. Gillovny is real.

[sembell]

Suck my dick.

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The X-Files || Parallels between Dreamland Part II, S06E05 / This, S11E02

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allyinthekeyofx replied to your photoset “You asked for it, you got it: Introducing TIngly & Moist t-shirts, on...”

This is the perfect con t shirt ��

Lord. If someone wore a “Tingly & Moist” shirt to Wizard World this weekend, that would just be...highly, highly interesting...

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You asked for it, you got it: Introducing TIngly & Moist t-shirts, on Redbubble! Show your support and love for Tingly & Moist, that hot new Gillovny-tastic comedy starring David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson that we all wish was actually happening. Available as a t-shirt or a poster. Buy and have your own viewing party in the anteroom today!  

Purchase on Redbubble: T-Shirts - Men’s, Women’s | Posters - Click to Buy 

(Tagging @ilovesashaa and @f-w-mulder to thank you for your guidance!)

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Friendly reminder that these are still available if anyone wants one!

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X Files Season 11 Gag Reel (05:10)

Courtesy of berenbosisboos (thank youuu!) 🤗

I think the video contains all the bloopers (fyi berenbosisboos also split the clip and posted the whole thing on Twitter).

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I legit feel like I need couples therapy for myself on behalf of them...

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Because nothing says Independence Day like pantsuits and baton twirling in the middle of Kansas.

To all of my U.S. followers that celebrate: **Happy 4th of July!**

[gillovny-confessions]

Rewatching some S1 old school X-Files right now

And let me tell you that I still...STILL...get chills all over while watching “Beyond the Sea.” Here is a list of reasons why BtS is and always will be a quality XF episode:

Incredible writing by Glen Morgan and James Wong

Mulder...Mulder-ing in the background allowing plenty of space for...

...Scully kicking ass and taking names while becoming a more richly layered and complex character in large part because of...

...A deeply emotional and nuanced performance by Gillian Anderson, still baby-faced but totally coming into her own

A+++++ guest star acting by Don Davis and especially Brad Dourif, in a role that would never have worked so brilliantly with any other actor

Chris Carter doing one good thing by having enough sense to 1) not write this episode: and 2) badger the suits at Fox to get Brad Dourif on board

So yes, let us remember the good times, long before the unhinged rollercoaster of feels and disappointment that was XF season 11...