when you see someone holding a flower bouquet in public it is like poetry is happening
So true. I can't wait for spring again.
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when you see someone holding a flower bouquet in public it is like poetry is happening
So true. I can't wait for spring again.
i think it should be the norm to send people to the seaside for their health again
My friend and me going to the seaside for our health
The lure of the ocean is magical.
‘I wear makeup for myself!’ okay, but do you really think if you lived in a world where there was NO misogyny and no beauty expectations for women and you would not be treated Any differently for not wearing makeup, that you’d really be spending 40 minutes a day applying foundation and concealer and mascara and eyeliner and lipstick and contouring your face shape until you think you’re presentable? would you be on the verge of a panic attack at the idea of being in public with a bare face? would you be mortified if someone you Liked saw you without makeup? truthfully? If you lived in a house somewhere alone with no one around for miles would you really spend time everyday applying makeup? maybe it’s not actually as ‘for’ you as you think
Here’s an interesting study in a similar vein, but this one about women who think shaving their body hair is just a personal choice. Really eye-opening about how so many of our “personal preferences” are actually internalized societal pressures.
This would be an interesting study to run for the pandemic. The 70%~ of people who swapped to WFH and remain almost a year later. Does one put on makeup if no client zoom calls scheduled? Or shave for only home workouts?
I'd be very interested in the findings.
Conversations Mulder and Scully Should Have Had:
1. Eugene Tooms attacking her that first time
2. Her feelings on being back and working for the x files after her abduction.
3. Mulder being drugged
4. Scully shooting him (both of their reactions)
5. Scully breaking protocol for him.
6. Scully believing Mulder was dead.
7. Almost living a life on the run.
8. Mulder’s dad being murdered.
9. Mulder being in the house when his dad was murdered.
10. Scully’s sister being murdered.
11. Scully sister being murdered over mistaken identity in place of Scully.
(That was all going to be one point. I think this happened all in one week!)
12. Mulder and Scully not only acknowledging, but actually talking about how dangerous their job is, what that means, and the implications of this.
13. Queequeg
14. Cancer
15. The desk
16. Jerse
17. Eddie van blundht
18. The chip in Scully’s neck
19. Her remission
20. Emily
21. FTF hallway scene
22. Diana
23. Field trip
24. Biogenesis trilogy
(23 and 24 should be a check in on their relationship, how their relationship has changer, and the absolute faith they have in one another—it terrifies Scully and feels freeing to Mulder)
25. Scully’s pregnancy
26. Mulder’s being a father. It’s unimportant to establish paternity because they accept that he’s William’s dad.
27. What are they? They were together when he was abducted. Are they still together? Do they need to do a step by step thing?
28. Their shared abduction experiences and the ptsd that comes with that.
29. How he feels about not being able to be assigned to the x files or work for the fbi anymore.
30. What these drastic life changes mean for him. In a year, Mulder found resolution for Samantha, lost his mom to suicide, was abducted, buried, and “brought” back to life, became a dad, and lost his dad.
32. Suggesting therapy for each other (and then agreeing they both should go separately and together).
33. Donnie Pfaster.
34. Scully’s eggs
35. What happened in Russia (Mulder).
Anything else someone would like to add?
Unspoken conversations.
Plus one;
"You still got some scoot in your boot."
What is the best show and why is it the x files
Slow-burn UST
Influential to the genre and many shows to come
The scully-effect
i’m going to appropriate the rhetoric of “don’t make self-deprecating jokes” and use it to tell you to stop saying the x-files is a bad show. like. it is quite simply not. and yes i am familiar with the concept of jokes! but are you joking? or are you shaming yourself for the fatal flaw of caring about something despite what it does wrong? are you teaching yourself to see every story that isn’t perfect (which is every story) as unworthy of appreciation? and are you in fact not taking seriously the damage that good art can do? wtf kind of box are you living under that you don’t think the x-files changed television
For those saying it is a shitty show, please share what you find inspiring.
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Mulder felt Scully’s hand come from under the blanket, along his thigh, and then seemingly without thought he felt her grip him. He groaned. She immediately pulled back. Her sudden lack of control had surprised him, but the fire was already out of control. His hand followed under the blanket, over her waistband and between her legs. Her eyes darted sternly to the seat in front then the one in back. Everyone on the plane was asleep and he told her so with a raise of a brow and a shake of the head.
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6x08 — The Rain King
The way she steps right between his legs is everything in this scene.
hmm top 5 things about mulder and scully’s relationship
1. Privacy: the immediate relief they feel upon meeting of being able to reveal their true selves, the silent alliance they palpably share in every crowded room, the depth of unspoken understanding between them. Sure the whole ‘connection that transcends words’ landed them in a tough spot because they struggled to communicate what they both implicitly felt without evidence. But it’s the shared privacy, the love they take very seriously and seek to honour in their own ways, the courtly love - a privacy both illicit and sublime. Being the only person they’ve ever found that connection with: “a lot of love is itself a kind of solitude.”
2. Austenian love: deeply affecting each other even when they’re apart, strengthening and challenging each other’s beliefs, acting as each other’s internal monologue, being the complement to each other’s fears. I like that they’re not perfect. They’re difficult flawed people and they relapse into those flaws over and over. That makes them more human. No one ever really ‘completes a character arc’ in real life - we just learn to live with ourselves.
3. Intelligence: whether they’re riffing easily about complex scientific theory, waxing poetic about fate and philosophy, psychoanalysing each other through art, or engaging in witty repartee, they’re both incredibly intelligent. They would be hard pressed to find someone else who meets their strange and often morbidly tinged needs for high intellectual stimulation.
4. Patience & tenderness: they are BOTH difficult people, but they are never cruel. Even in Never Again, when cruelty was begging to be dealt, they couldn’t bring themselves to swing. Scully will be wilfully stubborn and Mulder argues with her but never insults her - the way he always touches her is his way of quietly distinguishing between business and personal feelings. She can be cold and distant - he is patient then too, if stern. Affection underlies even their frustration. I really don’t think Mulder has a single bone in is body capable of hurting her deliberately. And Scully - I’ve never seen anyone be as gentle and patient and overwhelmingly tender as she is with Mulder, especially when it comes to his family grief. She never resents the burden of his pain. She is the only person who has truly cared about him unconditionally since Samantha, and that fact baffles and upsets her. She’s like that from day one. They see each other’s goodness as something precious and rare, vulnerable and worthy of protection.
5. Respect and equality: their particular gender dynamics play a part in this. Scully isn’t the only one receiving respect she hasn’t been given elsewhere, Mulder is too. Their friendship is based on that immediate respect and admiration, finding a rare equal. They both receive reward and fulfilment out of being matched and challenged. And they never try to change each other, only themselves.
Poinant and nicely written. That about sums it up.
Huh. How does one define rich? Is us working for more than minimum wage? Is it working your ass off in HS to get scholarships for uni, and thus able to find a basic job, but in an industry you like?
Is it working 2-3 jobs sometimes, to save money to buy a little home on your own? Is if being a dedicated, hard worker, and a good teammate which led to raises and promotions?
Is that what being a rich person who deserves to be robbed is?
Right, okay.
do y’all think ur someone’s favorite person? serious question
Hahahah, i don't need to be someone's one and only thought in life. That's unhealthy on so many levels.
I want to be part of the reason one is happy.
You know the whole reason why I haven’t left Tumblr after all these years is because this site is so introvert friendly.
I don’t have the attention span or much less the strength to keep up with Discord conventions (bc apparently fandom is more in Discord these days?? I am not a talkative person to even take part in a group chat *shivers*) or follow with whatever’s going down on Twitter.
I can come on here, make a post into the void and reblog a bunch of posts then ramble in the tags. It’s great. You don’t have to be a person here, you can be a faceless blog and have a grand old time.
Tumbler is just like a new version of live journal. And it's pretty great.
This video can be watched on mute and enjoyed because Gillian looks so otherworldly, but it’s better to listen. Gillian talks about Scully as a character and Mulder/Scully romance, Vince Gilligan discusses the draw of the show, and Chris Carter observes this:
Mulder loves Scully, and Scully loves Mulder.
(America in Primetime on PBS, November 20, 2011)
MSR, The Definitive Script Timeline
Canonical timeline of MSR as defined by X-Files shooting scripts. Only MSR related mentions included.
Season 1
Lazarus 1x15: A jealous Mulder
Erlenmeyer Flask 1x24: Scully’s unspoken affection for Mulder
Season 2
Firewalker 2x9: Intense Connection
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Fictober Day 20, Prompt #2 “that’s the easy part” - Post-Tithonus
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He feeds her ice chips the morning after he arrives in New York. Despite her astoundingly quick recovery, Scully has a long road ahead of her. Like her last extended stay in a hospital, she has good days and bad days.
Thanks to the fact that she had woken up with cracked lips and a dull pain stretching from her torso to the edges of her body, this day is already shaping up to fit into the latter category. Mulder had jolted awake in the plastic chair next to her upon hearing her cough, throat dry as tinder. Now, he sits on the very edge of her bed and brings small spoonfuls of ice to her lips.
It’s still early, and neither of them say much. Scully, at least, has an excuse, slurping up the hydration greedily and letting it slide down her throat, cooling her from the inside out. The act of swallowing is about all that she can handle this morning, and she’s grateful for his help. The idea of bringing a spoon to her mouth repeatedly feels like a near-Herculean task. Mulder watches her, careful not to spill any ice on her standard issue hospital gown or the cream-colored cardigan that he’d brought along from her apartment.
Finally, as she’s crunching on a few bites of ice, he asks her.
“How are you feeling?” His eyes are soft, tired. She could lie to him and say that she feels fine and he’d be none the wiser. Either way, all she’s going to do is lay around. Instead, Scully lets out a slow breath through lips forming an ‘o’.
“Honestly?”
Mulder nods slowly, offering her another spoonful. She sips at it and swallows, a pensive look on her face.
“There’s something that not many people realize about getting shot. You might understand it, though,” She cracks a piece of ice between her molars and lets the fragments melt on her tongue. Mulder watches, concentrating.
“What’s that?”
She smiles tiredly and shakes her head when he offers her another spoonful, feeling full. “Almost dying…that’s the easy part. Crawling your way back to health is the challenge,”
Mulder smiles with her, empathizing. Neither of them enjoys spending time in the hospital, but there’s something about this particular arrangement that reminds him of last year, when they both thought she had gone into the hospital to leave in a casket or an urn. Seeing her lying in bed had nearly knocked the wind out of him before he’d remembered.
She’s okay, she’s alive, she’s only going to get better from here on out.
“I’ll help you,” Mulder says resolutely. He means it, but it’s an offer rather than a command. He almost expects her to turn him down as part of their dance.
He watches Scully’s face as he takes one of her hands, dry and red from hospital soap and extended deprivation of her fancy lotions back home. When her face betrays no sign of pain at her arm being slowly moved, he brings the back of her hand to his lips and kisses it, nuzzles against it lightly. She cups his scratchy jaw and smiles at him, life illuminating her features and driving away pain from the forefront of her mind.
Her land lowers slowly, but stays entwined with his.
“Okay,”
Touching and delicate. Beautifullly written!
#I can read Tithonus post-ep fanfics all day.
OctoberFicFest Day 13: Moving In
Mulder still has his apartment, but he spends less and less time there. Scully preserved it perfectly, down to the papers still on his coffee table, but it feels too much like Sam’s room. His parents left it untouched for years. Sometimes the door would be ajar.
Scully seems perfectly content to have him in her space. They order food for two (or three, or five) and he knows where the dishes are in her cabinet. She maneuvers cozily past him in her kitchen in search of her morning cup of decaf. Maybe it’s the nesting instinct. She tucks a blanket around his shoulder sometimes while he’s sitting on the couch. When he arranges himself on the same couch to sleep, the first few nights, she just smiles and tells him to sleep well. When he finally joins her in the bed, there’s a space for him, and the curve of her back isn’t accusatory. It’s like she’s always held a space for him. When he slides in under the covers, he fits.
Such a sweet little fic.