#thedipshits

[spookyagentfmulder]

This X-File wasn't going anywhere, and judging by the way things were shaking out if he didn't get his hands on something soon he and Scully were on a flight back to Washington. Agent Fox Mulder didn't want to admit that all of this had been a waste of time and so of course desperate times usually called for desperate measures.

And boy, was he feeling pretty desperate.

Now, Mulder wasn't a stranger to roaming around and peeking his curious little head into the local palm reader's. It gave him something to do when he didn't feel like going back to the hotel right away. In this case, this wasn't just some person with a crystal ball and a suspiciously stereotypical idea of what a fortune teller looked like; this seemed like at least someone who was a bit more eccentric, if not original.

"Mr. Scout?" Mulder called out, preparing his FBI badge just in case, "Mr. Doyle Scout? Are you in the room with us?" Nothing like a little ghost hunting humor to liven (ha) up the mood.

@thedipshits

[talentforlying]

💭 + love

he has a tendency to fall in love with passionate creative types: artists, sculptors, writers, dancers. if he was going to dig too deep into it, he'd say he's attracted to people who truly build things, rather than destroying, cannibalizing, and warping ones that already exist like he does. but artistic creation also reminds him that there's meaning in pouring your heart out for something that may never be noticed in the long run: that ideal of sacrifice as something producing beauty. he loves people who shape the world into their own image without it costing anyone else, and people who can turn all the misfiring signals in their brain into something meaningful.

he also has a habit of picking up hobbies / hobby-specific information from said creative type partners, because he's someone who likes to hold a conversation about a partner's interests, and you never know when something like fine detail sketching or metal-etching might come in handy for some delicate bit of spell-work or other. that "magpie of magic" title applies a lot of different ways. he got some basic knowledge of color theory & painting techniques from emma, sketching with pencil & charcoal from kit, and miniature crafts & shorthand note-taking from dani. he's not a master at any of them, but brushing up every now and again is a nice way of remembering the people he loved once he loses them.

@thedipshits / HEADCANON TOPICS ( always accepting )

[kamauea]

an unsolicited but just for tonight i promise starter for @thedipshits​ ↳ happy birthday bodhi in bali 

☁  ——  “ you didn’t tell me today was your birthday, ” she says, like an accusation, watching him walk onto the quiet terrace she’d found, with couches and music and a bar. (heaven.) uncharacteristically, her book closes with the muscle memory of lost interest.  “ happy birthday, bodhi, ” softening and brightening, she smiles at him. 

[brighterrors]

@thedipshits​  -- cont

   💾  ———   “ depends, ” he draws the word out, playful tilt to his eyebrows as he dips his chin. he’s not the profiler — but it seems as though he’s made a friend in bright. huh. neat, he thinks as he snatches the bag from his hand to settle on the desk, swiveling to-and-fro in his chair, teeth closing over a piece. “ how close are we toeing the line of legality this time? ” 

Bright let the bag slip from his fingers with ease as Jensen took it from his hand. He then relaxed back into his own seat but he remained fairly still aside from his hands gesturing as he spoke, fingers coming together to steeple in front of his chest before gesturing with open hands.

“Well -- the moment I brought this case to a hacker it got a little fuzzy didn’t it? But let’s not focus on that, right now. After all, the NYPD has their own experts on the case, why shouldn’t I?I really need to know if you can break this encryption. I need to know the location and date of the next auction.” 

The killer he was after was hitting up these exclusive and less than legal auctions for even less than legally obtained items. Instead of bidding on the items he wanted, the unsub just stalked the winners and took what was desired with lethal results. The laptop confiscated from the last scene and now ‘borrowed’ from evidence for the night was now in front of Jensen with Bright’s ever hopeful gaze watching him.

[hittcr-a]

@thedipshits // for marvel!jensen

             “i dunno why i expected somethin’ different...” eliot had heard about jensen.  hell, anyone who was anyone had heard about jensen. it wasn’t the best kept secret. eliot just hadn’t really been thinking he’d ever get to, or have to, work with him. he hoisted his duffle on his shoulder a little bit higher and stuck out his hand. “agent spencer. nice t’ meet you.”

[bloodmoonphased]

@thedipshits | hit the starter call

“I know what you’re probably thinking...But I can explain myself, honestly. I mean...We’ve all been there right? That whole ‘you’re not yourself when you’re hungry’ is fuckin real. So, how about we just let bygones be bygones, and forget the whole thing huh? Start fresh and all that jazz.”

[kidfrombrccklyn]

“ this is our place, we make the rules. ” from jens bc clone feels c:

LOVER MEME ✪✪✪ ACCEPTING

STEVE COULDN’T HELP THE SMALL CHUCKLE THAT LEFT HIS LIPS. jensen was known for his jokes, and steve often found himself unable to help the laughter from bubbling inside him, but he wondered if his clone was being serious for once in his life. ❝ not sure if you’re aware, jens, but that’s not how rules work. ❞ he teases playfully, knowingly being obtuse. he knows he drives his clone a bit crazy when he does. ❝ seriously though … i love sharing a place with you. you can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but i’m glad to have you here. honest, ❞ he swears. 

[beaniesandmachetes]

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BEANIES FOR EVERY ONE. HALLUJAH.