I was tagged by the wonderful @nerdismysuperpower To answer these questions:
1. If you were a piece of music what would you be? Probably something by Philip Glass, maybe morning passages from The Hours sndtk or Optimist by Zoe Keating.
2. What’s your ideal day? …getting to sleep in and cook breakfast, having the day off from work and school, catching up with a close friend
3. What is one thing that you really love about yourself? Instead of getting too deep I’ll just say I love my eyes.
4. Do you have a holiday tradition that you love? Christmas lasagna when my mom was still alive.
5. What 3 books would you take with you on a deserted island? Carl Sagan’s Cosmos, Huston Smith’s The World’s Religions, and The Essential Rumi translated by Coleman Barks
6. What 3 albums would you take with you on a deserted island? The Hours sndtk, Zoe Keating Into The Trees, and Sinead O’connor’s I Do Not Want What I Haven’t Got tied with Radiohead In Rainbows
7. Who is your role model or who do you admire? I admire Alice Walker and Gillian Anderson. A role model would be my professor of humanities/philosophy I had when I was a 20 yr old undergrad. Not only was she brilliant, unique, and mind expanding, but she was also kind and thoughtful. I made this homemade thank you card for her as a gift on the last day of class when I took her comparative religions class. It had some of my drawings/poetry in it. During summer break she found my address and sent me a beautiful handwritten letter thanking me. She even analyzed my handwriting and said I was destined to make great contributions to humanity etc. During this time I was struggling with accepting my sexuality, compounded by self-harm, depression, and anxiety. I literally came alive in her classes. I don’t think she knew, but she saved my life and opened many doors for me. I hope to be anything like her!
8. What’s a historical event you wish you could have witnessed? This is really difficult and I could give hundreds of answers, so I’m going to stick with something oh so relevant: The First Pride Parade.
9. What’s your favorite season/weather! Spring/Autumn, not too hot or cold when everything is alive and full of color outside
10. What would you like to be remembered for? Doing excellent work and helping others along the way
11. How do you like to treat yourself? I will literally take myself out on a date, haha. Specifically, get my hair done and go to an independent movie house to see a small art or foreign film. Treat myself to a fantastic coffee and gourmet cupcake and browse in a bookstore splurging on some good finds.
*I’m not sure who to tag here. If I follow you I want to know more about you. If you want to do this say I tagged you!
1 Smells like teen spirit -- Nirvana, The Joker -- The Steve Miller Band, Take it to the limit -- The Eagles, Sara -- Jefferson Starship, Perry Mason -- Ozzy Osborne, Train in Vain -- The Clash
4 Tv, since there's been a lot of reruns lately.
58 Japan, since it looks like one really interesting country.
A Dana Scully/Stella Gibson fic. I threw this together today?! Scully and Stella have more than one shot of Whiskey.
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Scully sat at in the booth, squirming with nervousness. Stella was due any minute.
Scully hadn’t picked the place - it was Stella’s choice, and she glanced around the dark room, watching fellow patrons swallow gulps of beer and take shots of various substances. The booths were lined with red vinyl, and the tables were dark wood glazed over with a shiny veneer.
She wondered briefly if Stella drank alcohol, then remembered that she’d had a glass of wine in her hand when Scully had run into her previously. It was in a hotel lobby; Stella was reading the newspaper, sipping a red wine that reminded Scully of blood.
Now, she watched Stella walk through the doors. She watched as her eyes surveyed the room, looking for the FBI agent she was there to meet. Scully felt her skin bristle when Stella’s eyes landed on her. That was...odd, she thought to herself. She watched as Stella crossed the room. Her hands went to her skirt, pressing it to her legs as she smoothly sat at the booth, facing Scully.
“Hi Dana. Glad you could make it,” Stella said, a small smile on her lips.
“Better than spending another evening in a hotel room. I needed something that wasn’t room service, for once, anyway.”
Stella chuckled lightly, waving down a waitress.
“I met your partner... Mulder? He’s interesting.”
“Ah, yes. Mulder is interesting.”
The waitress finally stopped at the table and Scully glanced at her menu again to recover her memory of what she wanted to order.
“I’ll just have a garden salad and a glass of water.” Scully glanced at Stella, who was frowning. She never drank while on the job - which she technically was. She and Mulder were in London doing some research regarding an x-file. The case was appearing like a dead end, and Scully needed to relax. She was so relieved when Stella Gibson, the Detective Superintendent at Scotland Yard, had asked her for dinner tonight.
Stella looked quickly over the menu, then nodded at Scully with another small smile.
“Water? No. That won’t do. We’ll have two shots of your best whiskey, please. And I’ll have the fish and chips, as well.”
The waitress left, and Scully could do no thing but shrug her shoulders. She was compelled to go along with whatever Stella wanted. A shot of whiskey sounded delightful, really.
“So, you’re having a hard time tracking down any leads on your case, I understand?”
“You spoke with Mulder, then? The case isn’t as far-reaching as we’d previously thought. I’m sure Mulder will have come up with some reason for us to stay longer than we are, though.”
“You should stay longer. It’s nice having someone to do this with. Now that my case in Belfast is closed, London’s felt kind of lonely.”
The waitress appeared before Scully was able to respond, plunking down a class of water, and two shots of whiskey. Scully could smell it already. She’d had whiskey only once, at a party in college. She only recalled the burning sensation in her chest.
She watched as Stella picked up one shot glass, and nudged the other one toward her.
“Drunk up, Agent.” Stella waited while Scully lifted the shot glass in the air.
“Cheers to you,” Stella said before throwing the entire thing down her throat. Scully hadn’t moved.
“I can’t get all this down my throat, I know I can’t.” Scully chuckled a little bit at herself. Why was she scared? She’d done shots before. She did shots with Mulder not a week ago in his apartment back in DC.
“Sure you can! Go for it.” Stella watched her closely as Scully took a deep breath.
“The hell with it.” Scully threw back the shot and immediately grimaced. The burning sensation hit her like a freight train. She tried her best to hide her reaction from Stella, who hadn’t even flinched.
“Another?” Stella asked, as Scully sat down the shot glass and went for a sip of water to wash it down.
Scully was ashamed to admit she already felt the whiskey - her head was buzzing lightly and she felt. She worried she wouldn’t be able to stand if she had another.
“Sure, but not before I’ve gotten my meal? It can’t be good to do this on an empty stomach!” She laughed, and was relieved to see Stella laughing, too.
Stella struck her as someone who let loose even less than she did. But now, she could see that her presumption wasn’t true. Stella was a lot of fun. Scully’s giggle at her last statement had turned into a stifled snicker, and she covered her face with her hands. She knew her cheeks were flushed. It was getting so hot in here.
Or maybe it was the whiskey - she wasn’t sure.
The food finally came, and they ordered two more shots.
The second one burned only slightly less than the first, but it certainly tasted better. She was pleasantly full, having eaten a piece of cod off Stella’s place - the salad wasn’t cutting it after a bit - and she knew she couldn’t have a third without truly losing her footing when she stood up.
The conversation had flowed freely, and Scully’s affection for Stella was growing. She knew she was a happy drunk, but she was still shocked when she kept imagining throwing her arms around Stella’s neck.
The restaurant was getting more crowded, and after they paid the bill - splitting it 50/50 - Scully was relieved to get outside. The cool night air felt good.
“Your cheeks are all red!” Stella pointed at Scully’s face with a grin.
“I know! I’ll never hear the end of it from Mulder if I come back to the hotel in this state!” Scully giggled, imagining the jabs she’d get from Mulder for drinking while they were on a case. He’d done it before, certainly, but she was sure he’d never let her live this down.
“Just...come back to my place. You two aren’t...together, right? I mean, he’s not expecting you back?”
“Uh...uh. No... I mean...I’ll just call him.”
Scully fished for her cell phone and rang Mulder, explaining that she was, apparently, spending the night at Stella Gibson’s place. It had happened so fast, that after she hung up, she couldn’t believe what she’d agreed to without blinking an eye.
By the time they’d walked the three blocks to Stella’s front door, their hands were clasped together in that way Scully always reserved for boyfriends. She was screaming internally, but her hazy mind and anticipation of what she imagined occurring later pushed any fears away.
The small urge to wrap her arms around Stella’s neck earlier had morphed into the almighty desire to kiss her mouth.
“dirty-brian “What is Michaela and Sully’s ship name?”When my roommate...”
Michully. Pronounced: mic-ully.
jennywil
“What is Michaela and Sully’s ship name?”
What about Mikully?
Yes, LOVE IT! Not sure which spelling I like best but I definitely love that for a ship name. Yay!
“dirty-brian “What is Michaela and Sully’s ship name?”When my roommate...”
Oh nooooo that's an awful name hahaha. I'm absolutely going to use it in the future. Colleen and Andrew could be CooCoo? Like Cook and Cooper, haha.
I really hope it catches on. If I can leave a lasting mark on this fandom, please let it be my contribution of Hormyra (assuming no one has come up with that before which, let’s face it, someone probably has).
nerdismysuperpower replied to your post: hi friends! this week has had its ups ...
It gets easier, and you never stop learning. Even the most seasoned teachers have some area to improve. I’m proud of you!! You got this!
awww, thank you! it's SO reassuring to hear things like this. (especially from people i don't even know!) i had some very discouraging moments this week where i questioned why i even bother with my job because clearly i'm bad at it...but hearing from people who have been through this before and made it out fine makes me feel like i can do this. :D
Your hair colour: Right now, purple. Most often, red.
One fact about you: My girlfriend and I are moving into a larger place and we saw one today and we are sooooo in love with it but 5 other people want it and we have sent in our application and please for the love of god let us get it
Favourite colour: Purple
Favourite place: Home (wherever Margie is) and probably disneyworld lol
Favourite celebrity: Gillian Anderson, Gwen Stefani, Katy Perry
Favourite Animal: Horse
Favourite Song: Right now, uptown funk. Changes by the month tho
1. if someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to?
Um, read any of caitlin morans books, watch the x files probs and listen to florence and the machine yeah
29. three songs that you connect with right now.
the one about sculls being a flaming lesbo, completement fou is super good, and you know what i heard today for the first time in ages fuckin s club juniors, automatic high is an anthem man
30. pick one of your favorite quotes.
as much as i wish this wasnt one fuckin 'no i dont feel sorry for men' smh :')
1. Alfonso Cuarón, Quentin Tarantino, Darren Aronofsky, Pedro Almodovar, and Kathryn Bigelow!
3. Hmmmmm usually, I’m more into movie scores, but I like the soundtracks of: Tarzán (ok, all of Disney, I literally know every Disney song by heart, but Tarzan is my favorite) The Hunger Games (very country-ish wich I love) The Great Gatsby, Kill Bill, and musicals (I just can’t choose ONE musical, Chicago, Mamma Mia, West Side Story, Evita, Grease, Rent, Grease, The Sound of Music, all of them)
5. Babel (González Iñárritu) the movie that made me fall in love with movies, It’s not even one of my favorites, but it all began thanks to González Iñárritu and Babel.
The Last Song (Julie Anne Robinson) the fact tha a movie based in a Nicholas Sparks book and starring Miley Cyrus changed my life kind of makes me mad BUT ugh, I have a bad relationship with my dad, also he is sick, and this movie made me realize a lot of things, and a lot of issues I had, and helped me let go of so much anger, idk.
Volver (Pedro Almodovar) Same but with my mom, Raimunda reminds me so much of her, and how brave she is, and how hard she has worked all her life, and how proud I am of her. Also Penelope’s performance….pffff.
Children of Men (Alfonso Cuarón) everything about this movie is beautiful, the cinematography! best Cuarón-Lubezki work in my opinion, it makes me so proud that both of the are mexicans.
The Piano (Jane Campion) this movie is a masterpiece, also girl power! Holy Hunter’s performance is on point, Campion was the first woman to receive the Palme d’Or and secon woman nominated for an Oscar for it, and the score is the best thing that ever happened in the history of scores tbh.
