Kasandra
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possibilityofmagic:

Before i could only trust myself. Now i can only trust you.

Mulder/Scully; Season Two

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swanqueenidiot:

Okay so the Colbert Report posted a link to the Ellen Page interview, right

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And I was already happy it was a fan favorite. But THE COMMENTS

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I MEAN

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IT’S JUST TOO GREAT

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ADAM AND EVE NOT ADAM AND MAPLE LEAF

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From the official novelization of “Fight the Future”:

"But I need you on this, Scully!" he said urgently.

"You don’t, Mulder. You’ve never needed me. I’ve only held you back." She forced herself to look away from him, biting her lip to keep herself from crying. She turned and started for the door. “I’ve got to go.”

He caught her before she reached the elevator, running to keep up with her. “You’re wrong,” he cried.

Scully turned on him. “Why was I assigned to you?” she asked fiercely. “To debunk your work. To rein you in. To shut you down.”

He shook his head. “No. You’ve saved me, Scully.” He put his hands lightly on her shoulders and gazed down into her open blue eyes. “As difficult and frustrating as it’s been sometimes, you goddamn strict rationalism and science have saved me- a hundred times, a thousand times. You’ve- you’ve kept me and honest and made me whole. I owe you so much, Scully, and you owe me nothing.”

He dipped his head, a knot in his throat as he went on in a voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t want to do this without you. I don’t know if I can. And if I quit now, they win…”

He gazed down at her and she stared back at him, silent, her blue eyes dark in the half light. She moved very slightly away from him, not breaking his gaze; her own registering respect and sorrow. His hands remained barely touching her arms as she lifted herself on tiptoe and kissed his forehead.

He did not move away, did not for a moment respond. Their eyes met and linked. A sudden, inexplicable tension flared. And then his hands tightened on her, his head dipped as he drew her toward him, fingers moving upward to trace the long line of her neck, her skin warm beneath the thick mane of auburn hair, her cheek. For only an instant she hesitated, then reached for him. She could feel his mouth grazing hers, when-

"Ouch!" Scully pulled away from Mulder, rubbing her neck where his hand had been.

"I’m sorry." Mulder stared at her, worried he had done something wrong. 

(Read the script for this scene here)

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mulder/scully + tickles my pickle @ lauranicus
"but you saved me. as difficult and as frustrating as it’s been sometimes, your goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. you’ve kept me honest. you’ve made me a whole person. i owe you everything… scully, and you owe me nothing."
mulder/scully + tickles my pickle @ lauranicus
"but you saved me. as difficult and as frustrating as it’s been sometimes, your goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. you’ve kept me honest. you’ve made me a whole person. i owe you everything… scully, and you owe me nothing."
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bakrua:

why is there even such a controversy over why girls are doing better in school. why is this an issue. why cant you just accept for once that men are not fucking better than everything. there is actual proof that girls perform better than boys in school in england but men literally can’t handle that and they have to make up like ten million fucking excuses holy shit



romanovaas:

- Imagine if you could come back and take out five people who’d caused you to suffer. Who would they be?

- I only get five? (◕‿◕。)

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a-v-studies:

THE X-FILES, FAVORITE 1/13 SCENES —— ‘NEVER AGAIN’ (1997)

Congratulations on making a personal appearance in the X-Files for the second time. It’s a world record.

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mulders:

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#and white men

these aren’t even the worlds richest people tho???

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these aren’t even the worlds richest people tho???

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punkscully:

→ The X-Files college au (x)

In his beat up car, Mulder has six eight tracks dedicated to Elvis alone. Scully is reminded of how he is never quite in the present; always either in the past, bobbing his head to Elvis with a sheepish grin and banging on about Roswell, New Mexico 1947 or else is so far ahead of everyone even she has trouble keeping up. 
By the end of their first year, she can’t remember how many weekends they spent out of town. He buys her strange trinkets (he has a particular penchant for gifting her keychains from every state) and takes her to even more peculiar places. In an outer-space themed bar he orders them double drinks with something neon green dripping inside that looks suspiciously like alien goop. They spend a drunken night in a motel room avoiding each other’s lips.
He takes her to a museum of oddities, where there are precisely three Fiji mermaid look-alikes, nine pieces of bug wings claiming to be scales of prehistoric beasts still roaming deserted swamps, and twenty-six identical moulds of clearly fake alien bodies. He grabs her hand as they stare into the glass cases of mystery creatures. Neither of them say anything about it.
They argue frequently, about what is real and what is not, about what he wants so badly to believe he’ll see anything and about what is under her nose but she refuses to acknowledge. But they keep driving, keep moving in a way that makes them both feel like they exist outside of time and space and there is nothing among them but a few bright lights above, the tapping of her nails on the dashboard, and both of them trying desperately not to fall in love.

punkscully:

→ The X-Files college au (x)

In his beat up car, Mulder has six eight tracks dedicated to Elvis alone. Scully is reminded of how he is never quite in the present; always either in the past, bobbing his head to Elvis with a sheepish grin and banging on about Roswell, New Mexico 1947 or else is so far ahead of everyone even she has trouble keeping up. 

By the end of their first year, she can’t remember how many weekends they spent out of town. He buys her strange trinkets (he has a particular penchant for gifting her keychains from every state) and takes her to even more peculiar places. In an outer-space themed bar he orders them double drinks with something neon green dripping inside that looks suspiciously like alien goop. They spend a drunken night in a motel room avoiding each other’s lips.

He takes her to a museum of oddities, where there are precisely three Fiji mermaid look-alikes, nine pieces of bug wings claiming to be scales of prehistoric beasts still roaming deserted swamps, and twenty-six identical moulds of clearly fake alien bodies. He grabs her hand as they stare into the glass cases of mystery creatures. Neither of them say anything about it.

They argue frequently, about what is real and what is not, about what he wants so badly to believe he’ll see anything and about what is under her nose but she refuses to acknowledge. But they keep driving, keep moving in a way that makes them both feel like they exist outside of time and space and there is nothing among them but a few bright lights above, the tapping of her nails on the dashboard, and both of them trying desperately not to fall in love.

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mulder/scully + tickles my pickle @ lauranicus
"but you saved me. as difficult and as frustrating as it’s been sometimes, your goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. you’ve kept me honest. you’ve made me a whole person. i owe you everything… scully, and you owe me nothing."
mulder/scully + tickles my pickle @ lauranicus
"but you saved me. as difficult and as frustrating as it’s been sometimes, your goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. you’ve kept me honest. you’ve made me a whole person. i owe you everything… scully, and you owe me nothing."
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burgrs:

I failed my final because a GIRL sitting next to me was wearing a TANK TOP ad i saw her sholders and got distracted all the blood in my brain went to my huge Dong

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