The_dark_phoenix
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Dana Scully’s life has stopped five days ago with a phone call late at night and a body whose outline she can still picture on the bloody rug.
Now she is sitting alone in the dark, with an empty bottle of wine and a gun that feels as familiar as her own.
Everything she loves is coming apart at the seams and in the face of her own cancer, a bullet in the head does not sound like such a horrid idea after all. -
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“What is it now?” BJ asks. “Cat’s got your tongue?”
“Not quite, but you’re close.” Hawkeye chuckles.
He lifts the fabric a bit higher and now BJ can see a pair of big brown eyes stare out from the darkness beneath two shaggy, floppy ears.
“A dog?”
“Probably.” Hawkeye agrees “If you squint.”
It doesn’t quite look like a dog. More like a shaggy black carpet draped over something with four legs and a long red tongue.There is a dog in camp. None of the men seem to care, but Margaret is having non of it.
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Mulder accidentally sees Scully in the arms of a mystery woman and flounders trying to work out what it means. Pining for his partner, memories of a secret past lover of his own resurface.
A bi4bi MSR fic, lots of yearning, misunderstanding, silly and serious queer references, flustered Mulder. There is a case but it’s very much in the background.
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02 Feb 2026
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Fox Mulder has survived a lifetime of situations he absolutely should not have walked away from. Gunshots. Explosions. Bad decisions made at inconvenient hours. Apparently, the universe has decided that killing him outright would be too generous. So instead, he’s in a coma. Fully conscious. Immobilized for the first time in his life, Mulder is trapped in a hospital room with nothing to do but listen — to machines that won’t shut up, nurses over sharing, and one aggressively unfiltered intern who treats Mulder’s bedside like a confessional for every romantic catastrophe and contraceptive failure of his adult life. Mulder would interrupt if he could. Mostly to ask how this is still happening.
Then the room changes. Someone speaks to him carefully. Not like a chart. Not like a problem to solve. Like a man who’s still here. She notices things no one else does — old scars, bad healing, the quiet evidence of someone who treats survival like an inconvenience. He can’t open his eyes. He can’t answer her. He can hear her with brutal clarity. If he could manage 1 small rebellion — a twitch, a blink, the world’s most underwhelming wink — he’d take it. Turns out, consciousness is easy. It’s the eyelids that are insubordinate.
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Thirteen-year-old Fox Mulder is obsessed with spaceflight, aliens and Uhura's boobs. He's grieving his missing sister and he is, above all, profoundly lonely. Until someone shows up on the Vineyard and turns his life around.
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"Why didn't you stop him?!" Margaret's tone is so frantic that BJ almost has trouble understanding her.
"What?"
"Why didn't you stop h-"
"Margaret, I got that the first time, but I don't understand what you're-"
"Hawkeye," Margaret snaps down the line, and a sickening feeling of foreboding washes over BJ.
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22 Aug 2023
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I love my men traumatised and longing and that's it.