i am. so sorry if i have ever used the phrase “i have an au where—” and led you to believe that there is an actual fic out there for you to read rather than, at best, a post where i explain the concept, and at worst it is simply something that lives in my brain
The Munson Trailer as seen on TV, thanks to an assistant on the set and because I am about to info dumb on a person that didn't ask for it about the position of Wayne’s bed. :) [info dump]
this blog is primarily for me to foam at the mouth over (mostly male) characters but I stay adoring female characters and not committing violence on them via a misogynistic refusal to understand their complexity.
free my girl the fandom is mischaracterizing her based off of a prominent facet of her character and is making her one dimensional and refusing to acknowledge the other facets of her character so they can categorize her into a box
just started the X-Files after years of Pop Culture osmosis, parody, references and memes
But holy shit did none of you prepare me for the pathetic wet cat rizz of Fox Mulder. Puppy dog eyes every other scene. He loses every stand off with every other government agent, military op, co-worker he bumps into. Sassy little quips in between getting his ass kicked and the puppy dog eyes. he's deeply traumatized. he has no social life. he never knows whats going on. he's one of the smartest people in any room he's in and knows more than most what's going on.
This guy is just sopping wet vibes, desperate need to believe, and love for Scully. Character of all time.