What do you think was Mulder's response after learning how TLG tricked Scully to Vegas and then learning she got drunk? Didn't she flirt with fake Mulder [I wish I could remember his name] from Dreamland in Vegas?
I think it would depend on how Scully related it to him: if it bothered her, it'd bother him; if she rolled things off her back and killed them herself, he'd probably not insert his two cents.
However, Mulder would probably remind them of that kerfuffle every chance he got-- ample ammo for friendly fights.
Collector's Edition: Three, Four, and Five
of a Kind
Also, hope you don't mind: I'm using this as an opportunity to rec some Three of a Kind fics~
@o6666666's (Ao3)
2.With a hoarse voice, under the blankets
“Where’s Muller?” she wonders, voice scratchy and small. She rubs an eye. “He’s coming t’ get me, right?”
It breaks his heart.
“Yeah,” Frohike tells her, and rubs her arm. “He’s coming to getcha. He’ll be here soon.”
Three of a Kind Frohike feels guilty and calls in Mulder.
Three of a Kind “Mulder was there” AU
She closed her eyes. Like to savor something good. Then she opened them, saw him like a clear morning.
“I hope our babies are’s beautiful as you.”
Three of a Kind takes place during the IVF arc.
Brandon D. Ray (Gossamer, xffics) Playback (Gossamer)
It had been a long day; a really, *really* long day. It had started at 2:38 that morning, with a phone call from an anonymous informant, advising him of mysterious lights in the sky just outside of Richmond, Virginia. Mulder had hastily dressed and been in his car and on the road in less than fifteen minutes, and an hour and a half later he'd been there --
To find nothing. Nada, nit, nil. No lights; no witnesses; no informant. A complete washout.
Post-Three of a Kind Mulder is shocked by Scully's successive calls.
LaLizWoman's (annex-files) The Price
She must have the nose of a blood hound, because now she is closing in fast. We should have just gone straight to our room, packed up and snuck out under the cover of night, but nothing calls to a couple of hot blooded guys like us than the sensual pull of neon, clanging bells and half dressed women offering us free drinks as long as we keep hitting the spin button. Besides, I had that tip to spend.
Post-Three of a Kind Frohike is paranoid about Scully's revenge.
Pattie's Party Girl
Scully strode into the office sheepishly avoiding eye contact with her partner. As she hung her coat on the rack, she jumped when she heard his voice.
"Tough time in Vegas?" Mulder tried to supress a grin.
Post-Three of a Kind Mulder is ready to hear the fun.
@catarinquar's (Ao3, WBM) 18 for the prompts/cold coffee and cologne coats
He looks down for a second. “I thought I’d pick you up.”
Oh. “That’s—” Oh. “But I’m. The flight, I’m—I’m more than two hours delayed, Mulder.”
“Yeah,” he shrugs. “I’ve been waiting. Read some magazines, gave the Gunmen a chewing on your behalf even though I know you’ve probably ripped them to shreds at least a couple of times already. Counted half a billion airplane windows, you know, the usual. Lots of the hot stuff,” he holds up three stacked paper cups, dried foam trailing down the sides.
Coffee, she could use coffee. Really, she’s ready to mainline it. She tilts her head and pouts, feeling only slightly less miserable than she pretends to be. Says, “did you get any for me?” and draws out the last word.
AU-- Post-Three of a Kind Mulder picks up a weary Scully from the airport.
Vickie Moseley’s (Ao3, Gossamer) I'm Gonna
"So, what are we having for dinner?"
She smiled and sipped her own wine. "I haven't the foggiest. But it smells heavenly, doesn't it?"
Now, Mulder was really confused. "Scully, if you cooked it, how could you not know what it is?" he demanded, but before she could answer they were interrupted by a throat being loudly cleared from the kitchen doorway.
"Dinner . . . is served. Madam."
Mulder's mouth dropped several inches when he realized the man in the black tux with white tie and tails was actually Langly. Langly, who considered tieing his shoes to be formal attire, was dressed to the nines and looking for all the world the part of a high class maitre 'd.
Post-Three of a Kind Scully forces TLG to make her and Mulder a fancy dinner.
shannono's (xffics) Lessons Learned 08 - Honesty
They're afraid of me.
Good.
"Gentlemen," I begin in a cool voice as I see Frohike return from the door. "I believe we have some unfinished business."
Post-Three of a Kind Scully invites her partner out to dinner.
There was a time where her period had been extremely predictable. But that had been a long time ago, before her disappearance and cancer and everything else her body had been through. Now it was just an unpredictable reminder of something she really wanted to forget.
Mulder had been gone from the basement all day, pulled by the Violent Crimes Unit for his assistance as he’d been on his way to Forensics. For a while, as she sat in their office alone, she considered that he might be staying late (a cruel fate on a Friday), until the door handle finally rustled and he finally walked through the door, tie astray and suit jacket thrown over his shoulder.
“Long day?”
Post-Three of a Kind Scully joins Mulder at TLG's.
Alelou's (xffics) Practice
After that, after my total inability to broach the subject, I decide that I need some practice. It's how I do almost everything else, after all. I'm a dead shot because I practice at the firing range every week without fail. I don't end up wrestling with suspects that often, but just in case I work out at the gym every other day when we're in town, and I take practically every self-defense refresher the FBI gives, and that's saying a lot. Maybe practice is what I need.
So as I'm leaving work, driving out of the parking garage, I think, "I love you, Mulder." And then, I say it. "I love you, Mulder." It's not so bad to say. He's not there, of course, so it's easy as pie. I say it a few more times before the rigors of commuting require more focus.
Post-Three of a Kind Scully believes she needs to step up and tell Mulder her feelings... but can't (yet.)
AUs
@starbuck09256/Starbuck09256's Ass Kicking
“Ok, fine. Get dressed up, go to a fancy show, get married, see the Grand Canyon and at least one elvis impersonator.”
He locks eyes with her for this next part is very important to him.
“Start working on that baby we’ve been talking about,” his voice is hushed in the dark room.
His fingertips trace her stomach and he can’t help smile at the strength of his candor. She grins at him and tugs at his hair.
“Are you being serious Mulder?”
AU-- Pre-Three of a Kind Mulder is with Scully when she gets the call.
@scullysexual/PostApocolypticAlien's 50 Days of Prompts - Chapter 18
Maybe something about that phone call was off. That Mulder’s voice hadn’t sounded quite right. Scully had put it down to being awakened at 3am but the sounded robotic, synthetic, fake; lacking any form of emotion or humour she had gotten used to over the last six years. Most importantly, the voice on the phone hadn’t been Mulder’s.
.:.:.:.:.:.
Mulder thought he was here to investigate a mysterious drug. Scully had told him about it, done the ringing up at 3am for a change, told him to get to Las Vegas and well…who was he to refuse her order?
AU-- Three of a Kind TLG set Mulder and Scully up on a blind date.
@cultureisdarkbeer/CultureisDarkBeer's What Happens in Vegas
“Maybe next time,” she flirted and Mulder saw red.
On an impulse he boosted her up his lengthy body and over his shoulder. He heard Scully squeal her approval. Frohike appeared as if from thin air. Mulder wasn’t sure where he came from or if he had been there the entire time. “I can’t remember the room number,” Mulder slurred to Frohike, feeling suddenly lightheaded.
“Come on, follow me. And Mulder, keep an eye on her, she just blew on another man’s dice.”
AU-- Three of a Kind Mulder gets drugged, too.
@atths--twice/ATTHS_TWICE/ATTHS's
A Slightly Different Path - 2 (Ao3) and
A Slightly Different Path - 3 (Ao3)
“Oh, we take walk-ins! What are your names?” She smiled, looking at them both, a pen and paper held at the ready in her hands.
“No, no. We just … we thought we’d check out the memorabilia you might have. We’ll be going now. Sorry.” Mulder hurriedly said, glancing at Scully.
“You two were not looking to get married tonight?” the woman asked, frowning at him.
“Us? No. No,” he laughed and cleared his throat, glancing at Scully again.
“Dana Scully and Fox Mulder,” Scully said, staring at him. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open as she grinned.
AU-- Mulder and Scully, The Unnatural and Three of a Kind and Amor Fati, and their secret marriage.
fave as far as like “woah those are words that i came up with that’s sick” is from divided:
“He wondered if Huyang was on a ship somewhere, waiting to help build lightsabers for younglings that would never come. Or if the Empire had found him, and destroyed what a thousand years couldn’t.”
my other fave just bc i think it’s funny and cute is this one from welcome, spectre four:
“‘I know,’ Hera said. ‘He’s strong! We could use some muscle.’ / ‘We have muscle,’ Kanan said, and Hera could feel him try to subtly flex under the hand she had on his arm.”
thank you for reblogging and sharing the message- kanan's goatee isvery nice however his full beard in season 3 is symbolic of his character growth and makes him look wise, in this essay i'll-
6 + 38, Hera Syndulla? 😊 (Sorry for the strange combination of tropes.)
6. Bookshop AU + 38. Grief Fic
young hera is in a ryloth bookshop, browsing the aviation collection, bc she loves learning about old ships and pilots more than anything else. it’s no surprise to any of the owners in the bookshop, she comes in their often to read, but what they don’t know is that she’s there for a distraction from her mom’s death. she picked the biggest book they have today so that when she’s curled up in the corner, she can hide her tears behind it.
send me two fanfic tropes and i’ll tell you how i’d combine them
@pilotinthestars submitted 1, 3, 4, 19, 28 for the fanfic end of year ask game! 😃
1, 3, and 4 are here. You two think alike! Haha. Here you go for the others! : )
19. any new fics to start next year - I’m really not sure. I would love to get started on the fix-it story I mentioned on the other post, but we’ll have to wait and see what pans out. I may need to take a little break after finishing Ad Astra. I think my brain is starting to get a bit fried, haha.
28. longest fic you read this year - Oooh, this is a fun question. I honestly still consider myself much more of a fic reader than a fic writer, and when I’m stuck on writing, it’s where I always turn to unwind and get more inspiration. And I loooooooovvvvvveee me some long fics. Like, if you find a great million word series, I will read it all immediately and probably die of happiness, and then wish I could read more. Here are the biggest ones I’ve gone through this year:
1. Of Queens, Knights, and Pawns by @chancecraz - At 397k (563k if you include the rest of the series), this is definitely the longest one I’ve read. I’m a huge sucker for a great Leia AU, and this is that and way, way more.
2. On the Edge of the Devil’s Backbone by @bedlamsbard - I’d waited to read this until it was complete because the premise made me nervous, but this 361k Hera-centric Rebels AU was absolutely everything I never knew I needed. I read it twice through in a two week span because I couldn’t get enough.
3. Blackbird by @okadiah - 250k of droolworthy Kanera and Rebels AU goodness. I adore this story to pieces. I could never say enough good things about it. I’m probably due for (another) reread. This one lives on my phone.
