Scully's Guide To Workplace Conduct (Part ||)

A lot of people genuinely do hate or dismiss romance novels because they think all sexual frankness in fiction is immoral and harmful, or because they think women (and only women) are too stupid to know fiction from reality, or because they think it’s gross and laughable for women (especially ones they don’t consider fuckable) to have sexual desires, or because they automatically assume that anything popular with women is inferior, or because they only care about fiction being formulaic or light entertainment when it’s something women like. This doesn’t mean that every romance novel is great and deep and progressive, but these people aren’t coming from a good place with their criticism and they don’t deserve a pass.

even more smoll scully and mulder holds her gently 🥺❤️

do you guys know about the internet roadtrip? right now somewhere between 500 and 900 people are collectively 'driving' a car on google street view trying to make it to canada. it's fun i recommend it

how to say "I love you" in x-files [157/?] ⤷ 3.02 — “Paper Clip”

We know that Facebook is brainscorching your parents and tiktok is brainscorching your cousins, but some of you refuse to admit that you got your brain scorched here. However unlike those sites there isn't an algorithm here you just make bad choices.

I wonder how much Mulder thinks about all the weird mutant people who he'll never meet because they DON'T commit crimes.

Dusk

I recently looked through some old HARPG stories I wrote and shared them with my friends. They really made me want to paint more horses and unicorns again 😭 so that's what I did today

An Ode to the Scientists of the X-Files

They sweep into your lab a matched pair, brandishing samples, theories, danger. You make them believe what they're seeing, produce numbers, charts, evidence like magic, forever worshipping at the altar of science, you are the brightest and most incorrigible.

You die in every episode. Your lab burns down. Your car crashes. You're stabbed or drowned or poisoned, No matter which way you're murdered, You die for science.

The duo might not remember your name. But you remember, how under your microscope You saw a little piece of the universe, and God, too.