Perplexistan

Perpetually perplexed, so this is where I live, natch. I write about my pop culture obsessions, Pakistan & everything in between. X-Files and other stuff.

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I just finished the first two episodes of Pluribus and my Vince Gilligan love and obsession came rushing back to me.

Had nowhere else to go so I came back here. Would love to discuss!

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VINCE GILLIGAN: I hate AI. (Variety; Deadline)

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Honeymoon Video, by tree (not my fanfic)

I don't read much fanfic anymore. My interest in it waxes and wanes, and I guess I'm in a period of extreme waning since it's probably been a good five years since I've read any XF fic or have even wanted to.

But I do have a little folder on my Google Drive where I've held on to stuff that's tickled me over the years. I was searching for something else this week and stumbled upon this little piece I've always loved. I looked on the web; it doesn't seem to be online anymore, or I'd link it directly. (If you do find it, let me know.) I believe it's by the fanfic author "tree." I hope they don't mind that I'm reposting it.

Honeymoon Video, by tree

Mulder was making a documentary. "It's 8:34 pm of February 24th," he said, standing in the kitchen with the little camcorder. He recalled, without nostalgia, the video cameras of yore that you had to ride around on your shoulder like a Roman wine jug. "Special Agent In Charge Dana Scully, tireless in her quest to run to ground the mystery of the Klines' disappearance,appears to be cutting up a cantaloupe." Scully pitched him a warning look, turning her shoulder to him. "She slays the unsuspecting melon with rapid downward slashes," Mulder narrated tonelessly. "Her weapon of choice appears to be a large and deadly bread knife…" Scully turned, hissing "Mulder - damnit!" with a look of undisguised venom. "She gently admonishes her partner with a fondness born of years of endearing proximity," said Mulder. He began to back away. "Agent Scully advances upon her unarmed partner wielding the bread knife with obvious malice aforethought…" Scully reached out, her palm filling the tiny screen, and clicked off the camera. She relieved him of it and set it aside, and reached around his waist, lightly frisking him. Mulder made an 'Oooh!' face, but kept quiet. "You are too packin'," said Scully. "Why did you say you weren't?" She returned her attentions to the cantaloupe. Mulder decided against a joke about what he was packing, and turned to a newspaper lying on the counter. "Plot device," he said, suddenly bored. "I'm going to take a shower. Can I use your hair stuff?" "Which hair stuff? Conditioner?" "Naw. The stuff that makes my hair stick up and feel crispy. That you had in Kroner." "Sure. It's in the bathroom." She turned around, licking juice from under her lip. "You picked a good cantaloupe." "Good." He grabbed a cube as he loped out of the room. When Scully heard him clanging around in the bathroom upstairs she rewound the movie he'd made of her and watched it, sardonically amused. This was how he saw her. She didn't erase it.

[lilydalexf]

This fic is by the marvelous Penumbra and is still online here: Honeymoon Video

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How did I forget that it was by Penumbra! Like I said, it’s been ages since I’ve dipped into fic and I’m losing it in my old age. Thanks @lilydalexf for the correction and the link. I would delete this but since it’s already been reblogged I want to keep it for the correction. My deepest apologies to Penumbra, who is still my favorite fanfic author of all time.

[perplexistan]

Honeymoon Video, by tree (not my fanfic)

I don't read much fanfic anymore. My interest in it waxes and wanes, and I guess I'm in a period of extreme waning since it's probably been a good five years since I've read any XF fic or have even wanted to.

But I do have a little folder on my Google Drive where I've held on to stuff that's tickled me over the years. I was searching for something else this week and stumbled upon this little piece I've always loved. I looked on the web; it doesn't seem to be online anymore, or I'd link it directly. (If you do find it, let me know.) I believe it's by the fanfic author "tree." I hope they don't mind that I'm reposting it.

Honeymoon Video, by tree

Mulder was making a documentary. "It's 8:34 pm of February 24th," he said, standing in the kitchen with the little camcorder. He recalled, without nostalgia, the video cameras of yore that you had to ride around on your shoulder like a Roman wine jug. "Special Agent In Charge Dana Scully, tireless in her quest to run to ground the mystery of the Klines' disappearance,appears to be cutting up a cantaloupe." Scully pitched him a warning look, turning her shoulder to him. "She slays the unsuspecting melon with rapid downward slashes," Mulder narrated tonelessly. "Her weapon of choice appears to be a large and deadly bread knife…" Scully turned, hissing "Mulder - damnit!" with a look of undisguised venom. "She gently admonishes her partner with a fondness born of years of endearing proximity," said Mulder. He began to back away. "Agent Scully advances upon her unarmed partner wielding the bread knife with obvious malice aforethought…" Scully reached out, her palm filling the tiny screen, and clicked off the camera. She relieved him of it and set it aside, and reached around his waist, lightly frisking him. Mulder made an 'Oooh!' face, but kept quiet. "You are too packin'," said Scully. "Why did you say you weren't?" She returned her attentions to the cantaloupe. Mulder decided against a joke about what he was packing, and turned to a newspaper lying on the counter. "Plot device," he said, suddenly bored. "I'm going to take a shower. Can I use your hair stuff?" "Which hair stuff? Conditioner?" "Naw. The stuff that makes my hair stick up and feel crispy. That you had in Kroner." "Sure. It's in the bathroom." She turned around, licking juice from under her lip. "You picked a good cantaloupe." "Good." He grabbed a cube as he loped out of the room. When Scully heard him clanging around in the bathroom upstairs she rewound the movie he'd made of her and watched it, sardonically amused. This was how he saw her. She didn't erase it.

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popping in to say free palestine.

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Happy 10-year anniversary of smolder.jpg.

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I know I never post here anymore, but sometimes I do pop in to lurk and I do miss you guys! Was feeling reflective and posted this little love letter to NYC elsewhere; thought I'd share it here too.

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Twenty years ago, on a flawless April day exactly like this one, I visited New York City as an adult for the first time.

Unlike so many budding journalists, this Midwestern girl had never dreamed of a life here. But I’d just clawed my way out of an abusive marriage that ruptured my innocence and hardened something in me. I was carrying so much trauma, I knew I had to start over.

Still, I was characteristically skeptical as my plane landed at LaGuardia. I certainly didn’t expect anything magical on a brief grad school visit.

And then I arrived in New York on a day so perfect it felt staged. The air was crisp, the sunlight was bouncing off buildings, the whole city was in bloom and vibrating—like it had a secret meant just for me. I’ll never forget how I felt that day: hopeful, curious and utterly enchanted.

Three months later, I moved to Manhattan. The two decades since have been sometimes beautiful, sometimes brutal and often absurd. I’ve fallen more times than I’d care to admit. I’ve definitely cried in public all over this town, the hallmark of a true New Yorker. This relentless city demands everything from you. Your grit, your grace, your ability to begin again.

But no other place has given me what New York has: opportunity, reinvention and the constant, undeniable sense that something extraordinary and wondrous might be waiting just around the corner.

I’ll always be a Midwestern girl at heart. But I also know I’m a New Yorker in my bones.

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can’t believe it took 30+ years (10 for me personally) to figure out the real issue between david duchovny and gillian anderson was never that he was aloof and temperamental while she was green and ingratiating but rather that she could not remember nor care about a single thing she’d said or done a moment after she’d said or done it due to having four thousand things more important than her coworker’s emotional state on her mind as a single mother 20something divorcee tv star meanwhile every time she breathed weird it hurt his feelings for a decade

[flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash]

It’s me. I’m bitches.

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Happy 30th, XF!

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why do y’all change your usernames, I don’t know who’s who

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happy belated anniversary to one of the movies ever. cinema was born 25 years ago

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Singing of Mount Abora

Title: Singing  By: Aloysia Virgata Rating: NC-17 Category: MSR Timeline: S7 Summary:  Casefile, follow up to Petrichor, both of which are set in the same universe as Waters of Babylon. It also works fine as a standalone. Notes: Endless heart-eyed thanks to @slippinmickeys and @icedteainthebag for unbelievable editing, suggestions, and generally keeping me honest when I tried to get away with being lazy. And to @red2007 and @scullymakesmefeelautopsyturvy for being supportive and lovely and kind as I patched this thing together. I appreciate all of you more than you can possibly imagine for helping me get back into the swing of things after a long time away. I simply couldn’t have done it without you all.

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“You’ve been requested specifically,” Kersh says, and the disgust in his voice is evident. Why anyone with the clout to make requests of the FBI should request Mulder is clearly baffling, like asking a genie for a urinary tract infection.

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THE X-FILES | Schizogeny (5.09) 🍁🍂

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Self Care Tips

with Dana Scully

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Happy 7th anniversary of smolder.jpg.