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@ms31x129
5 simple exercises to awaken dormant muscles
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I appreciate this video a lot--people don't realize how important it is to start slow if you're trying to come back from a completely sedentary lifestyle, and they get really hurt as a result. Straining your muscles too much, too suddenly can land you in the E.R. and the wrong joint injury can permanently affect your mobility, so please start with absolute basics and easy stretches!
Scully, you are not gonna believe this! 2023 marks 30 years since The X-Files premiered on Fox to an audience of 12 million viewers. In order to celebrate this momentous milestone we urge all gif makers, writers, artists and fans of all kinds to join us this September 4th through the 10th to celebrate the little sci-fi show that changed television forever.
Here are seven prompts to help get you started:
Day 1: Favorite episode
Day 2: Favorite season
Day 3: Favorite character
Day 4: Favorite dynamic
Day 5: Favorite arc
Day 6: Favorite monster of the week
Day 7: 30th anniversary extravaganza 🎉
We will be tracking #dailytxf and #xf30th, so use those two tags in order for us to reblog your creations. Once again, this is just a list of prompts and feel free to write fic, meta or make art and gifs surrounding them as you please.
If you have any questions or concerns please send us an ask and we will get back you as soon as possible. Signal boosts are appreciated and we look forward to seeing you in September!
Big Brat Challenge
Your challenge is to write a casefile story in which at least one X-Files agent finds themselves looking after a child who is involved in their case. And this boy or girl really doesn’t like them and has no qualms about showing your poor agent/s how full of contempt for them the child is.
Please submit your story or the link to it to [email protected] or post here in on our submissions Tumblr - or send me a message with your fic on Tumblr to reblog.
🤣🤣 I am anxious to read these plots.
The pads of Scully’s fingers rubbed at her forehead. There was a dead body split open on the table and she had forgotten which organs she had already removed. Concentrating on the work today became more difficult as the clock slowly inched forward. With every step she took, she ached for Mulder, from Mulder, and the hours they had spent destroying the springs of her mattress. Or maybe it was the couch. Or even possibly from testing the legs of her dining room table.. then again, it could have been while draining the apartment complex of its hot water during their long shower…
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Getting rid of auxiliary ports was...
A good idea. Bluetooth is more convenient and technology should progress.
A bad idea. Why do I have to pay extra now for something that was included?
Please reblog not for a bigger sample size but because I am trying to win an argument with a man thank you
Just pondering why do so many fanfic authors write Mulder like he's an imbecile?
@cultureisdarkbeer @ms31x129 Since these are the names I see my mother interacting with the most. I'm sure there are others please don't be offended if I do not mention you by name. I want to thank you for giving my mother hours of enjoyment in her last days. I believe she mentioned reading novels by fans of the X-Files? She passed away and this is the first time I've had to think of what to say, but I felt I should acknowledge anyone who gave her such a gift and I didn't know how to do that other than her Tumblr account. Thank you again.
It is with deep sorrow that I send my condolences. Even though we never met in person, your mother meant a lot to me. She inspired my writing, motivated me, and at times, I wrote just with her in mind. We were able to exchange philosophies on love, life and, of course, the X-Files. It warms my heart to know I could provide her with entertainment and joy. I will miss her greatly and will always carry her in my heart. Thank you so much for taking the time to let us know. Thank you. I will keep you in my prayers.
A biting wind blew that day, whisking dry and decaying leaves in its wake only to settle in a pile at his feet as he watched her drive away. He told himself he wouldn’t beg, wouldn’t ask her to stay. But he did, followed her out onto the porch and down the creaky worn steps, her name a vocal plea.
“Don’t go.”
Her shoulders heaved as she turned to face him. The tendrils of her hair whipped against his neck, little lashing stings of pain. Their co-mingled tears formed icy tracks against his skin. Yet her kiss burned, his lips felt scorched. He stood alone, she was gone and all he tasted were the ashes she’d left in his mouth.
Haven't written in a very long time and this just popped into my head and wouldn't leave. @cultureisdarkbeer @season4mulder @today-in-fic
No wait because if I was mulder and I went through an insane trippy experience in which I hallucinated kissing my partner who I am in love with then finally got back to the real world and woke up in a hospital after she saved me where I softly, quietly, earnestly, and genuinely told her that I loved her only for her to respond with an eye roll and "oh brother" I don't think I'd come back from that. That would be so mortifying oh my god how did he deal with that.
THIS! Right here. Poor Mulder. :(
The Backstreet Boys performing I Want It That Way together from each of their homes is exactly what I needed today.
OMGGGGGGG
I love this
Dust Jacket / Artwork Evolution
My collages go through many different ideas as I create. I thought I’d share the first idea I had for Chapter 6 of When Two Woman Collide @cultureisdarkbeer and the final product. I overlayed all the photos on a free grunge background. I liked the texture it gave.
The Old Fashioned Way
Author: @cultureisdarkbeer
For: 2momsmakearight
They had barely even kissed, yet they were trying to make a baby.
That is if Scully can keep her hands off him long enough for him to go make the donation.
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art: uploaded to fanpop by TEMPEBREN
#XFSmut2021 6/24
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Shout Out! Smut and Plot! YES!
In the mood for angst??
Tethered is Complete!
Takes place right before Season 11.
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Scully.
It was her voice in the breeze just before he opened his eyes. Visions of her in his head while his body woke. It was her phantom scent in the bathroom as he brushed his teeth. She had left yet she surrounded his every breath, pushed life into each cell. Mulder shuffled into the kitchen and attempted to make coffee. He spit the hot muddy liquid into the sink. Unless she made it, it only tasted bitter. He’d stop at the coffee shop on the way to work.
Cold.
Scully commanded her house to raise the thermostat. The modern furnishings and technological innovations were the farthest from her tastes or Mulder’s, but that was exactly what she craved. To be the farthest from. If you were going to run, it might as well be in a new direction. She could have blamed her lack of a good night’s sleep on the extra firm mattress, but if she took the time to allow herself the introspection... she knew it was because there was no sinking on the other side of the bed when he got in it. That her face wasn’t irritated by the stubble on his cheek when he kissed her goodnight or snuggled her tight in his arms. That his heartbeat wasn’t strong at her back and the scent of his aftershave wasn’t sending tingles down her spine. She beckoned for her coffee maker to start her coffee. It would be made perfectly, designed for her personal taste buds, ground from the freshest beans. It was the best coffee she had ever tasted and she left her mug after two sips sitting in the sink. There was one ingredient missing, but without it, it was hardly palatable
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Fic Complete!
Mulder tossed a copy of the New Hampshire Gazette on his desk, spinning as it landed.
“Local police have responded to accounts of spontaneous levitation at Flume Gorge over the past few days. After experiencing such a phenomenon, hikers began showing up in the hospital with various lesions over their body.” Mulder’s tongue ran gently, but firmly over the inside of his cheek. “I was thinking we could go, check it out and if it doesn’t pan out we can still grab some New England clam chowdah, eat lobster, take a little cruise..”
“Mulder, I can’t,” Scully interrupted. “I have a commitment at the hospital this weekend.”
He knew she had been spending some time there when not at work or with him, but he wasn’t sure if she was on the payroll. “You’re still floating back and forth at the hospital?” Mulder asked.
“At times,” Scully answered meekly. She lifted the newspaper and reviewed the headlines. “You should go. If the case extends until Monday, I’ll meet you up there.”
The truth was, all the excitement had been in knowing that Scully would be there with him. These past two years back on the X-Files had drawn them close again and Mulder enjoyed every moment he got with Scully. A case without her now felt bland and gray. “The case is most likely not an X-File. Most likely urban legend and poison oak. I’ll just work locally. There’s enough to do here.”
Scully met his eyes. Her shimmering lakes searched his soul and forced him to reveal more than he wanted at the moment. “Mulder,” she said softly, “I hope you weren’t thinking that we… Mulder, we’re not a couple.”
“I know that,” Mulder returned. Though, it didn’t stop him from trying. Their previous conversations rang between his ears. She wanted her personal life to be as far away from the X-Files as possible, and he wasn’t certain he could ever give her more, but he also knew it was more than work that drove her to his house at different times of the day and night, or why she found reasons for them to share dinner and more on weekends.
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Scully needed to wise up. A man like Fox Mulder wouldn't stay on the shelf forever. I'm sure if I saw him at a bar alone... 😏
Mulder and Scully + touch for @danjlevy
Lovely.
In the mood for angst??
Takes place right before Season 11.
Chapters posted twice daily.
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Scully.
It was her voice in the breeze just before he opened his eyes. Visions of her in his head while his body woke. It was her phantom scent in the bathroom as he brushed his teeth. She had left yet she surrounded his every breath, pushed life into each cell. Mulder shuffled into the kitchen and attempted to make coffee. He spit the hot muddy liquid into the sink. Unless she made it, it only tasted bitter. He’d stop at the coffee shop on the way to work.
Cold.
Scully commanded her house to raise the thermostat. The modern furnishings and technological innovations were the farthest from her tastes or Mulder’s, but that was exactly what she craved. To be the farthest from. If you were going to run, it might as well be in a new direction. She could have blamed her lack of a good night’s sleep on the extra firm mattress, but if she took the time to allow herself the introspection... she knew it was because there was no sinking on the other side of the bed when he got in it. That her face wasn’t irritated by the stubble on his cheek when he kissed her goodnight or snuggled her tight in his arms. That his heartbeat wasn’t strong at her back and the scent of his aftershave wasn’t sending tingles down her spine. She beckoned for her coffee maker to start her coffee. It would be made perfectly, designed for her personal taste buds, ground from the freshest beans. It was the best coffee she had ever tasted and she left her mug after two sips sitting in the sink. There was one ingredient missing, but without it, it was hardly palatable
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Ch. 1-7 Posted
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The heat began to crawl up Mulder’s neck as he felt the woman behind the counter’s stare roam his body. It normally made him uneasy when women showed interest in him, but today it felt misplaced. Like she was treading in areas that now belonged to someone else. Leaning against the counter, he watched her wrap up the box in the baby paper he had picked out.
“Is this for a relative?” the lady asked, glancing more than once at Mulder’s exposed forearms.
Self consciously he pulled down his sweatshirt sleeves to cover them. “My partner,” Mulder said.
“Congratulations,” she replied with a plastic smile.
Mulder was confused for a moment, but then realized she assumed the baby was his. We’ll find out today, good woman. We’ll find out today.
“What color ribbon?” the lady asked. Mulder blinked hard, his expression frozen. “Boy or girl?” she clarified.
“I-I don’t know.” He had been so hung up with how the baby came to be, he hadn’t even thought to ask if it was a boy or girl.
“No problem. We’ll use a yellow ribbon.”
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😲 This is AMAZING!!! Why, why, why couldn't we have gotten this?
Kersh, c'mon man you expect her to be quiet? 😁
