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unequivocallyreid · 4 months

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Disguise It

repost! i was accidentally on priv when i posted this so… doing it again! this is crazy nsfw so be warned 🤗

pairing: spencer x fem!reader

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You couldn’t tell you who moves in first, but suddenly his lips are on yours and your hands are tugging in his hair while his hold you to him. You can feel all of him and it doesn’t seem like it is possibly enough. All you know, is that he breaks away first.

“I don’t know how to handle myself around you. I shouldn’t be here. Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

Now it’s your turn to grab the man in front of you.

“Spencer, shut up.”

warnings: criminal minds typical violence, case descriptions, smut, light angst, enemies to lovers, unprotected sex w/ talk of contraceptives

please let me know if i missed anything!

Georgia is sweltering in the summer. The silk, sleeveless shirt you wore was starting to cling to the sweat on your back, and your body only heated further upon the prodding you were receiving from your fellow team member. It felt like everything you said was met with a rebuttal from Dr. Reid.

At this point, you’d been a part of the BAU for two years. While you were the youngest of the team, you felt the dozens of cases you helped to successfully close should have garnered you some respect in Spencer’s eyes, but, for whatever reason, he still saw you as an expendable part.

At first, his hostility seemed excusable. You had joined the team, and were struck upon meeting him. He was beautiful and incredibly smart and even more incredibly cold. Shortly after, Penelope explained you had replaced one of Reid’s closest friends, Alex. After some, admittedly nosy, probing, you found out just how integral Alex had been in helping him to grieve the loss of his girlfriend at the hands of an unsub. You were understanding and recognized that you shouldn’t expect the warmest greeting from the man. But over time, it seemed all of the vitriol he had for the undesirable aspects of the job was taken out on you. Every time someone was lost, or a suspect got away, you were there for him to blame. You got it, sure it was hurtful, but you got it.

However, two years later, you decidedly did not get it. Around everyone else, he glowed, and yet when it came to you he was all snide remarks. Still, you couldn’t help but be enamored by him. You saw how he cared so deeply for everyone on the team. How any time he could, he put others well being above his. Hell, he didn’t even like you, but somehow, anytime there was a dangerous situation he found a way to put himself between you and it. You hated how attracted to him you were and you hated that he made you the object of his anger.

This case was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Four women had been murdered in the span of four weeks in a small town in Georgia. All of them with their hair cut and dyed post-mortem. The team was called out three days ago, and aside from a profile that fit nearly half the men in town, you had nothing. With a day left before another victim was expected, Hotch called you all into a small office within the sheriffs department.

“All we have to go on currently is that our unsub is targeting young women he perceives as easy targets. All four victims visited bars the night they were abducted, and they were all found the next morning. We know he is going to strike again tonight. Right now, our only option is to station an officer in one of the bars that he is likely to hit.”

Hotch sighed before continuing, “Y/N, you fit his preferred age and build. We need it to be you.”

Before you could say anything, an all too familiar voice spoke from behind you.

“Hotch, all due respect, but she doesn’t have nearly enough experience undercover. It’s more likely she screw up this whole case than find our guy.”

“Reid, I don’t know-“

You cut Derek off before he could finish his sentence, “Are fucking serious?”

“It’s nothing personal, Y/N. You just don’t have the tactical and logistical skills something like this requires,” Reid says with the corner of his mouth turned up and you see red.

“What is your problem?”

“Y/N,” Derek says trying to settle you with a hand on your shoulder but you shrug him off.

“No. No, I’m so tired of this. Look Reid, I’m sorry. I’m sorry you don’t like me. I’m sorry that I took Alex’s place. I’m sorry I’m good at my job. I know it, everyone here knows it but for you.”

You could’ve stopped there, in fact you should’ve stopped there, but obviously you didn’t.

“You know what, most of all I’m sorry I wasn’t on the team sooner, because if I was someone would have had the sense to not let you work on Maeve’s case. Maybe then, she’d be here and you wouldn’t be so fucking bitter at the world.”

As soon as you said it you wished you could take it back, but you were already half way out the door with tears pooling in your eyes.

Morgan followed closely behind you, catching up and pulling you aside before you reached the front door of the department.

“Pretty girl,”

You cut him off again, “Look I know. I’ll apologize to everyone, but I can’t do this right now.”

“Kid, let me finish.”

You look at him and wipe your eyes, a signal to go on.

“You don’t owe anyone anything. Do I think you made the best choice back there? No. But, you have a right to be angry, just don’t let it blow your chance to prove him wrong.”

“Derek, I know he’s your best friend. You don’t have to comfort me, I’m a big girl.”

Derek pulled you into his chest, “He’s my friend but he’s also an idiot. You said what you needed to and he needed to get his ass whopped. Look, go get ready for tonight. Despite what Reid said the team needs you and those girls need you, do it for them.”

“I don’t really have a choice do I,” you say through a sniffle.

“Nope. So, get moving, sweetness.”

The embarrassment of breaking down in front of your team continued to rock you on your way to the motel down the street. Despite your best efforts, you couldn’t stop replaying Spencer’s face over and over in your head. Regardless of his feelings toward you, you cared about him and you didn’t want to hurt him. It was just too much pressure built up over your time with the BAU and you snapped. If you could have helped it you would have.

You didn’t really have any bar attire in your go bag, and you knew that your unsub liked a certain look, so you took it upon yourself to stop by a shop. As quickly as possible, time was literally running out, you found a black mini-dress. The fabric was thick enough to cover the wire you were sure you’d be wearing, and it wasn’t expensive enough for you to feel guilty about purchasing it.

Throughout your time at the BAU, you had never worn anything like this. Lack of social life aside, anytime you went out with the team to celebrate a case or birthday, you wore business casual. Knowing they would all, namely Spencer, see you in something so small made you anxious. If you had chosen a different life, this would have been normal night-out attire for you, but you don’t even think you own a skirt that’s shorter than your knee.

The makeup you put on did nothing to ease your discomfort. It was messy and dark, just like the women he killed were wearing. You looked just like them.

On the drive back to the station, the knot in your stomach felt like it nearly tripled in size. You were scared you’d be reprimanded upon entering, while wearing club attire, like a 17 year old who broke her curfew. As you opened your car door you felt your hands shake. You put on you FBI jacket for modestly and walked in. A quick scan of the room showed no sign of Spencer, which took a bit of weight off of your shoulders. You didn’t think you could handle seeing the broken look in his eyes for a second time that day.

Once JJ saw you she walked over and said gently, “Y/N, are you alright? Are you sure you’re okay to do this?”

Admittedly, you had to force a smile as you replied, “Don’t worry about me.”

Too much was weighing on you. If you weren’t successful, you’d have another body on your conscience, coupled with using the most devastating event in Reid’s life against him. You felt like shit. Part of you knew he deserved it and the other wanted to make everything better for him. It was selfish and made you feel gross, but you had always secretly hoped that you could be the one to bring out the light in him if he ever let you in, but you threw away the slim chance of that when Maeve’s name left your lips.

After attempting to further assure JJ that you were okay, you walked back to the office you knew that you’d find Hotch in. You opened the door and found Spencer and him going over the geographical profile. When Spencer looked up and saw you, he excused himself quietly and fled the room. Hotch said nothing but waved you in.

He ignored the elephant in the room, choosing instead to explain the details of your assignment.

“Morgan, JJ, and Reid will all be stationed around the bar,” he said plainly, but you did not miss his scan of your face, searching for a reaction.

“If things escalate, if you are threatened at any point, they will be there. We’ll hear everything through the wire, and you’ll hear us.”

Still lacking the confidence you held earlier in the day, you reply with a meek “Yes sir,” and move to leave the office.

“Y/n,” he calls out to you before you reach the door. “Don’t let it get to you”

The bar feels hotter than it did outside, and the dress you’re wearing feels even smaller. As you wait to be approached, you fail to catch Reid’s eye. He’s been avoiding your gaze for the last hour you’d been there.

Right when you think it’s time to drawback and admit you weren’t the type he was looking for, you feel a rough hand run across your back.

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing at a place like this all alone?”

You can smell his cigarette breath before you can see him, and you have to school your face before you reply.

“I’d say I was waiting for you, but I don’t know your name.” You say, forcing a giggle and slurring your words, and you swear you hear Reid scoffing in your ear.

“It’s Michael, and I think you know just what to say.”

You hear Penelope confirm the name in your ear. The man before you is stocky and looks close to 30. He moves the hand that was on your back to rest high on your thigh.

“Let me buy you a drink, doll.”

You know you have to test him. You have to do something to prove he’s your guy, so you move to stand with faux shaking legs.

“I really shouldn’t, I uh, have to get home.”

A sick smile ghosts over his face and he forces you to sit back down, his grip tightening even more on your leg.

“Fun is just startin’, don’t get cold feet on me now.”

You reach to pull his hand off you, “No, I really need to be home. I, My roommate will worry.”

One hand grabs the back of your neck as the other lifts higher on you leg.

“Darlin, don’t you know your manners?

Hotch tells you to hold off, asking you to push him a little farther before they step in, and as much as your shaking with this man’s hands on you and stale breath in your face, you follow orders.

“You’re hurting me,” you tell him through clenched teeth as his nails sink into your skin.

“I promise you I have a lot more planned, doll. Now be good girl and sit down, or you’re going to have a knife deep in that pretty little waist of yours.”

Before you can follow his directions, you hear a familiar voice say, “Not likely.”

While you were distracted by the man in front of you, Spencer had made his way to you from across the room, and was now pushing down the man onto the bar in front of you. His eyes were dark and he was rougher than you had ever seen him. Maybe unfortunately, JJ came up behind you and pulled you away from Spencer and your staring was cut short.

The man in the bar turned out to be Michael Edwin. He had a history of petty theft and assault charges from bar fights, but Penelope recovered sealed records from his adolescence, which showed two counts of aggravated sexual assault. His fiancé had recently left him, which served as a trigger for the recent murders.

Despite protests, you were checked out by EMS before you could go back to the motel. They wanted to ensure you weren’t drugged and that you didn’t have any puncture wounds from the nails on you neck or thigh. Hotch spoke to you, told you that you did a good job, but in all honesty you just wanted to go lay down in the shitty bed that was waiting for you, and sleep away the events of the night. Fate clearly had other plans.

You were stepping out of the shower when you heard a knock at the front door. You called out to whoever it was, you assumed JJ or Morgan, that you be there in a minute. Quickly, you threw on a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt, and let your hair down from the towel that had been holding it.

Opening the door to your room did not yield the results you expected. Standing in front of you, in the same clothes he’d been wearing at the bar, was Spencer. He looked tired and his hair was sticking up like he’d spent the last two hours running his hands through it. He asked to come in. You stepped aside but did not welcome him.

“What do you need Reid? I’m really not looking to fight, I just want to sleep.”

He looked over your frame once, and then shut the door behind him.

“You drive me crazy.”

You cut him off, with a quick “Get out.”

“No, look just please let me talk to you.” You wish the desperation in his voice didn’t draw you back in immediately.

He inches closer to you as you moved away from him and says softly, “You’re stubborn and you drive me crazy. But, you were right today-“

“Please stop,” you bite back, again cutting him off.

“Christ Y/n, just let me get through this.”

He almost waits for you to stop him again before continuing. “You make me feel fucking crazy, and I can’t think and I hate it. I hate what you do to me. I hate the way I feel around you.”

“Spencer, please just go. I don’t need you to tell me that I’m terrible at my job for a second time today. Try it again tomorrow.”

You move to open the door but he grabs you before you can reach it.

“Stop talking, Y/N.”

His hands are on your waist and you heartbeat is in your throat and you know you should push him off of you but you can’t make yourself do it. He’s closer to you than he’s ever been and you can smell his sweat. As much as you want to scream at him, and force him out of your room, you can’t help but feel a warmth pooling in between your thighs.

He is impossibly closer when he says, “Y/n, please.”

“I don’t know how to handle myself around you. I shouldn’t be here. Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

Now it’s your turn to grab the man in front of you.

“Spencer, shut up.”

You pull him back to your lips, and you can feel the moment his resolve breaks. He is everywhere. His hands run up your waist and dip below you shirt, and at first it’s hesitant, but then he’s pushing you toward the mattress and pressing himself onto you.

“You think I don’t see the way you look at me every day?”

You try to reply, “You’re full of shit,” but your sentence dies off as his fingers brush over your nipple. You’re panting into his mouth and you feel him hard against you hip. Without thought, your hips roll into his, desperate for pleasure.

His hands are everywhere, and his mouth follows suit, trailing down your neck and biting hard into your shoulder. His hands become more confident but still shockingly gentle. You imagined he’d be rough and angry, almost punishing, but this is so much worse. He is caring and his lips pause over your heart beat, allowing you to feel the warmth they carry. Tears are forming in your eyes and you do your best to blink them back as his hand grip the edge of your shirt and pull it over your head.

He curses to himself when he sees you, and you feel goosebumps rise on your skin. His fingers roll over the buds on your chest and you cry out, “Spencer, please.”

You don’t even know what you’re asking him for, but he seems to understand. His fingers slip beneath the waist band of your shorts, finding your centre and rubbing gently over your clit.

“God you’re so fucking wet and I’ve barely even touched you.”

You’re lost in his touch, and the way his hands are relentless in their pursuit tells you that he is too. You never expected him to talk like this. Fantasized, sure, but actually having him right above you is almost too much to bear. It is too much, and you don’t understand it, and the tears that were forming earlier become to heavy to hold back. The gentle moans you had been letting pass through your lips turn into sobs and his fingers still as soon as he hears you.

His voice is shaken and small when he asks, “Y/n? What’s wrong, what did I do?”

His question rocks through you and makes the tears well up so much faster than they were before.

“I’m so sorry,” you choke out. “I’m so sorry. I was cruel to you and you’re being so gentle with me and I don’t understand. You, you don’t have to do this for me just because you feel bad.”

He pulls you into him in a way that is different than before, and tries to wipe away the tears you let spill.

“Y/n, that isn’t what this is. I- I should be apologizing to you. I’ve been so terrible to you and you’ve been nothing but kind.”

You scoff, thinking back to earlier in the day, and try to push him away but he holds you closer and forces you to look at him.

“You were right, Y/n. I’ve been so scared of losing more people since Maeve, and when you joined the team it was clear how wonderful you were from the second you walked in. You’re so good and so intelligent, Y/n. I was fucking terrified of how drawn to you I was, so I pushed you away and I was too dumb to realize it was hurting you until today.”

His lips find your forehead, ghosting a kiss over it before continuing, “I’ve spent the last two years failing miserably at not forming an attachment to you, and I hurt you. Please, let me show you that I care.”

You know that you should be mad at him, but you’ve never been able to stay angry at the man in front of you. So, instead of trying to fight the feelings you both had been trying to for years, you let him in.

Your lips find his for the second time that night, and this time you each won’t let the other run off. His hands travel down your body again as he whispers sweet nothings in you ear and pulls your shorts off of you. When he reconnects with your heat, the sensation feels so much greater than before. You push yourself into his hand, and gasp when his fingers find their way inside you. Their pace is languid and exploratory as he curls himself inside of you, finding a spot that makes you feel like you’re on fire.

His lips that were exploring the expanse of your chest find their way back up to yours, and it gives you the courage to press your hand to the tent of his pants. Your action makes him still momentarily but then he presses more firmly into you.

He breaks away from you and says “You feel so good,” but isn’t enough. You whine into his mouth and push your hands to try and undo the buttons of his shirt. He breathes out a laugh and helps you guide it off of him. Still, you’re nothing if not greedy and you want more, so your hands move from his chest to his belt, and suddenly he is bare to you.

As you take him in, you feel your mouth fall open, and you can’t help but reach out to touch him and whisper, “You’re so big.”

This action decidedly pushes him over the edge as a groan falls from his lips and his hands resume their previous mission at a much faster pace. You can feel the pit forming in your stomach as he reduces you to incomprehensible babble and you both know you’re close. His thumb finds your clit and you feel yourself diving over the edge as your orgasm finds you. He nurses you through it, drawing the feeling out, before removing his fingers.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/n.”

You’re overcome with affection for the man above you, and you feel an incredible need to express it, but you can’t find the words. Instead, you do your best to flip him and lower yourself down his body. He watches you in awe, which almost surprises you because how could he think you wouldn’t want him in every possible way.

Once you’ve kissed your way down his chest and over his stomach, you move to put him in your mouth.

He stops you before you can, and your heart drops, scared that the illusion has shattered and he has decided he no longer wants you.

He remedies your fears quickly though when he says, “Y/n, you don’t have to.”

“I want to. I really want to, Spence. I- I want you.”

You swear you see love in his eyes, but push the thought aside and take him in your mouth.

You savor the feeling of taking him in, the way he fills your mouth and touches the back of your throat. You can’t fit him in his entirety and your hand has to pick up the slack, which seems to drive him crazy. Still, something in you wants to give him full control over you. So, when you come up for air, you take his hand and guide it to the back of your head, and genius that he is, he takes the hint. He pushes himself deeper down your throat as his hands tangle in your hair. The rhythm he build is perfect.

“You’re so fucking good, baby.”

The pet name makes your thighs press together, desperate for another release. His mouth is growing filthier by the minute.

“Fuck, Y/n. You like having my cock down you throat don’t you? Just so desperate to please, aren’t you?”

You moan around him before pulling off, feeling needier than you think you ever have before. As much as you want to make him come with your mouth, you need him inside you.

“Spencer, I need more.”

He laughs a little and says, “You’ve got to use your words, Y/n. Tell me what you want.”

The thought of saying it feels more embarrassing than anything you’ve done so far, but your desire outweighs it and you tell him, “I want you inside.”

“There you go, baby. Want me to fuck you, huh?”

You know he isn’t really asking, but you can’t stop yourself from nodding regardless.

Before going any further he asks, “Do you have a condom?”

“I don’t think so. I have an IUD and I’m clean. I trust you, but if you want to stop I get it.”

Without responding, he’s flipped you over and is now holding himself over you once again. For a second, he just looks down at you, but a small ‘please’ falling from your lips is enough to break his daze. He runs his hands down your stomach, grazing over your centre, before grabbing himself and lining up with you. The moment he starts to push himself in, you feel so full you might cry.

Your body is white hot, a feeling you haven’t experienced in any of your other sexual encounters. Hell, most of them haven’t made you come once, but with Reid you’re already bordering on a second orgasm just from him pushing into you. His pace is perfectly slow, and you can see his jaw clenched as he tries to restrain himself.

“I’m okay. You can go harder, I want you harder.”

Your words have the desired effect and you watch as he lets go. He’s everywhere and each stroke hits places that send you into a tailspin. When he rocks into you, his pelvis bushes over your clit perfectly.

“I’m gonna come, Spence. Fuck, fuck I’m coming.”

“God, I can fucking feel it, Y/n. You’re so fucking tight for me.”

If you had any shame left in you, you might be embarrassed at how quickly you came a second time, but all you can focus on is the rhythm of Spencer above you. You can feel his movements growing sloppier and you know that he’s close too.

“I’m gonna come, baby Where do you want it?”

You all but cry out, “Inside, Spencer. Please I want you inside.”

This pushes him over the edge and you can feel him pulse inside you. The sensation is almost enough to make you come again.

“Fuck, Y/n, where did that come from.”

You don’t respond and he seems to notice the dazed look in your eyes as he pulls out of you. Before you can get used to the emptiness, you feel his fingers trace your entrance.

“You want me to fuck my come back into you, huh? Make sure you’re really full?”

You nod, almost subconsciously, and he begins pushing his fingers into you at a relentless pace. You reach and heap his arm to center yourself, but it’s no use.

“Just one more, love. Let me show you how sorry I am.”

Your body is shaking and tears, different than before, well in your eyes and begin to break free.

“Such a pretty, filthy girl. Let go for me, baby. Can you do that? Can you come for me?”

You’ve always been one to please, and you feel the ball of tension in your stomach break free. Everything is white and the only thing you can do is call out Spencer’s name.

“So fucking pretty, Y/n. Come back, baby. I want to see your eyes.”

You didn’t even realize they were closed, but when they open you’re greeted with Spencer’s face above you. He smiles down at you and moves to get off the bed, which causes a jolt of panic to course through you.

“Don’t leave,” you all but yell. “Please, just stay with me tonight.”

He quells all your worries with a sentence, “Just getting a towel to clean you up. I’m not going to leave you anytime soon.”

done! let me know what you think!

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911bts · 1 year

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6x10 Post Mortem Articles

Hello! | Has Buck died on 9-1-1? Oliver Stark breaks down devastating season six spring premiere

TV Insider | ‘9-1-1’ Boss on Pitch That Led to That Intense Cliffhanger: ‘[Spoiler] Dies’

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Variety | ‘9-1-1’ Showrunner on How Spring Premiere’s Big ‘Death’ Leads to Major Character Revelation: ‘It’s an Important Lesson for Him to Learn’

Entertainment Weekly | Is 9-1-1's Buck really dead? Oliver Stark previews the 'fever dream' to come

TV Line | 9-1-1 Midseason Premiere Leaves [Spoiler]'s Fate in Limbo — EP Teases 'After Effects' For Everyone in the 118

#911 fox #911 spoilers #s6 #6x10 #articles

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justjensenanddean · 2 years

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Big Sky TCA 2022 Virtual Panel

Hey, #BigSky fans! @KatherynWinnick, @KylieBunbury, @JensenAckles, @Reba and executive producer/showrunner @elrudest will be speaking at a special #TCA22 panel for the third season. Stay tuned for updates... (x)

.@JensenAckles said showrunner @elrudest wanted to "shake things up" this season, and he thought, "Well, I can shake!" #TCA22 (x)

.@JensenAckles joked that he feels a little typecast because his character, Beau, is a guy from Texas who wears boots... and that description also fits for him. #TCA22 (x)

"He made us an offer we couldn't refuse...it's wonderfully excited, and I just can't wait to know what's going to happen," Reba says of showrunner Elwood Reid's #BigSky pitch. Ackles was excited about the pitch he got, too, but jokes he was in when he heard Reba joined. #TCA22 (x)

.@JensenAckles: “I feel like it was a natural fit, and it was an opportunity to come and work with some really grade-A actors and work with some awesome story, and it just came down to the fact that he said @Reba was coming too. … I was in a penny for a pound.” #BigSky #TCA22 (x)

.@JensenAckles: “At the end of the day, you try to find what is really at the heart of these characters [that I’ve played]. You try to bring that heart out. … Whether they're wrong or not, they're doing what they feel is right in their heart.” #BigSky #TCA22 (x)

.@elrudest thinks every season of #BigSky allows him to write more personal stories for each of the characters to ground all of the crazy storylines that happen on the show. "You care about the characters," @KatherynWinnick says. #TCA22 (x)

.@JensenAckles on #BigSky #TCA22 panel says "There's a certain aspect of these characters (the ones he plays) that I would watch and find entertaining myself" (which is probably why he plays them) (x)

.@JensenAckles: "I think there's a certain aspect of these characters that [I've played] that I feel like I would probably watch & find entertaining myself ... That being said, at the end of the day, you try to find what is really at the heart of these characters." #BigSky #TCA22 (x)

Jensen Ackles of #BigSky on playing no nonsense characters: 'There’s a certain aspect of these characters I feel like I would probably watch and find entertaining myself….By default it makes me enjoy playing them and succeed in doing so' #tca22 (x)

Jensen Ackles chuckles as Reba McEntire says the hardest part of acting in the beginning was memorizing lines that didn't rhyme. #TCA22 (x)

Season 3 of #BigSky is going to be a mix of a longer arc + episodic mysteries. Elwood Reid was initially resistant, but found it works in part because it allows them to have shorter-term guest stars. #TCA22 (x)

The #BigSky cast is sitting together in the "Boot Heel Bar" set to do today's #TCA22 panel, and they look fantastic. (x)

That’s it for the #BigSky panel at #TCA22! I’m so excited to cover the new season for @TVGuide. Please stay tuned for some fun previews and post-mortem interviews this fall. (MaxJGao)

#Jensen Ackles #Beau Arlen #TCA2022 #TCA22 #Reba McEntire #Big Sky #S3: Big Sky #Big Sky: Deadly Trails #Jensen: Panel Highlights #*

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siriuslysatorusimping · 9 months

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*Preview* In the Absurd Silence (upcoming 'Another Level' installment)

Update: POSTED

“Heard your recs went through. Straight to Grade 1.”

Rinko and Nanami had recommended Todo Aoi, Hakari Kinji, and Hoshi Kirara for Grade 1 after they helped handle the Special Grades. Seeing as Aoi single-handedly annihilated quite a few Grade 1s, and Hakari and Hoshi finished one of the Special Grades by themselves, the recommendations went through without a hitch. A probationary period wasn’t even required because of the circumstances.

When she’d looked at the list of pending recommendations and she'd seen that Nanami and Gojo had recommended Touma for post-mortem Grade 1.

Apparently, multiple people confirmed that they’d seen Touma take down several Grade 1 cursed spirits by himself before-

It had been granted with no question.

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You can read Another Level on AO3 💕

#gojo satoru x original female character #gojo satoru #jujutsu gojo #gojo satoru fanfic #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo fanfic #another level #gojo fluff #gojo smut #another level preview #jjk fanfic #jjk gojo #jjk fluff #jjk 0 movie #jjk 0 spoilers #todo aoi #jjk hakari #jjk hoshi

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riplever · 1 year

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King Deshret/Aether: Golden Ratio fic (Hermaphrodite Angel AU) - Summary of Tweets

Link to fic, chapter 1 of 3

Link to Hermaphrodite Angel AU write-up

This is Master post that will be constantly updated with every new brain fart I mean plot bunny tweet that I release on the internet. It’ll contain spoilers or shall I say previews of the future chapters, is subject to change, and will also contain some post-mortem reflection.

Tweet Bunnies Recap

#1 Original idea + Deshret/Alhaitham characterization:

Dark and nsfw #alhaither alhaitham, a king both then (deshret) and now, persistently rubbing aether's stomach and murmuring "You are the most important thing in my life." Is he talking about their love or his lover? Neither. He cares only that the child in the womb [1/2]

Post-mortem/fun fact: In my most OG idea, the subject of this obsession was actually Cyno because of his forebear, Kasala. Alhaitham was going to lose his mind after sitting on the throne, which would then lead to this sequence of events

#2 Follow-up + preview of chapter 1

NSFW #alhaither Alhaitham = Al-Ahmar, the king captures, claims and breeds a demigod offspring by his golden angel bride #mpreg: Every meeting is calculated, and there is no such thing as chance. The King's astronomer's charted the path of the brightest star in the sky [1/4]

Post-mortem/fun fact: The fic was written already, I tweeted this to generate interest

#3 Fic published but I deleted the original tweet with terrifying ease by accident 🙂 See replacement tweet in #6 below

#4 Some truth on Aether’s side of story + preview of chapter 2

#Alhaither golden angel concubine breeding AU [sequel]: Present life, history repeats

Invisible phermones, visible beauty - as a divine vessel, Aether’s body has the biological ability to arouse and magnetize. In both lifetimes, Alhaitham has always been conquered [1/6]

Post-mortem: Not sure if I still want those specific candidates as Aether’s other partners, still plotting this.

#5 Doctor’s report of 2nd pregnancy + vote for your choice of doctor

NSFW #alhaither / #aetherharem hermaphrodite angel concubine mpreg AU [sequel]: Present life, second chance

No doctor has ever attended to Aether’s pregnancy, but if the had had one, this is what the reports would have said: [0/9]

Post mortem: Dotorre and Tighnari tied for top doctor’s choice! I think this field (celestial/alien bodies & obstetrics) is more Dotorre but tone of voice is more Tighnari. Don’t know enough about Baizhu to judge if I’m being honest.

#6 Replacement “Fic Published” tweet if you’ll like to give it traction + preview of chapter 2

《Golden Ratio》#alhaither fic, mpreg, dark, viewer discretion advised - - Alhaitham is King Deshret theory

- Aether is a hermaphrodite angel, captured by the king for biological slavery

- 3 chapters

- [preview in next tweet on chpt 2]

- http://archiveofourown.org/works/43077789

#7 Two more truths, part 1: Morax - Aether active as celestial concubine of other partners (or ”Suns”) throughout Teyvatian history

#zhongther #aetherharem mpreg Angel Aether fic - 1/2 history:

The ambition to utilize aeons is a kingly one, and not unique to King Deshret. He is not the first of such ambitions, and will not be the last.

This divine womb has played concubine to more kings than one [1/7]

Post mortem: 52% of readers chose Aether as the one with more agency in this relationship he had with Morax!! Thank you for voting!

#8 Two more truths, part 2: Pierro

#pierrother #aetherharem (mpreg) - 2/2 of history

A kingly ambition is not restricted to kings. Sometimes they belonged to the men scorned by the powers that be.

2. Pierro, Black Sun dynsasty

The left hand of the K’haenriahan king is a desperately busy man. [1/8]

#9 Morax’s perspective while Aether was pregnant + WIP of chapter 3

#zhongther 🔞🫃🥚

Conventionally, dragon young hatched from eggs. They are a highly intelligent species, able to fend for themselves from that moment forth.

In his human form however, and having become accustomed to mortal ways, Morax wanted more for his child. [1/6]

Ratios of Unions

1) Aether to King Deshret is

Golden Sun (alien, superior) to Red Sun (Teyvatian, envy)

2) Aether to Morax is

Silver Moon (anima) to Golden Sun (animus)

3) Aether to Pierro is

Eclipse (Black) to Sun (light)

to be updated!

#alhaither #pregnant aether #aether harem #allxaether #hermaphrodite angel Aether #king deshret/aether #authors notes

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outrunningthedark · 1 year

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You ever think about how we attribute all parts of an episodes story to the writer listed in the title? And we base our predictions on whether their upcoming episode will be good or bad because of it. But Tim let the cat out of the bag when he announced all the things he added in 4x14 even though KR wrote the episode. Makes you wonder how many other things writers have to add that they weren't planning to. 🤔

Very true, nonnie. Very true. Fandom went wrong when they decided that anything from a specific script was either the "genius" or the "fault" of the writer whose name made the credits. (Full disclosure, I wanted to believe that with Kristen in episodes like 3x01 and 3x18 until I started paying more attention to interviews and reading up on the production process.) But the reality is, though the show has writers we feel we can "count on" to deliver a satisfying story, we have no way of knowing what parts they came up with themselves unless Tim or Kristen mention it in a post-mortem or preview article, like Tim giving Lyndsey credit for pitching the Grant fam getting pulled over by police to bring attention to racial profiling or Nadia getting her job on the show after Tim heard her idea for a hostage situation at the dispatch center. (Yep. The former 9-1-1 operator invented a plot for the fictional ones. Her specialty.) At the end of the day, there's only two people who get to decide what happens week in and week out, and their names aren't usually typed in big print on the front cover of a script.

#anonymous #tina speaks #tv: 911 #tv: 9-1-1

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kiinghanalister · 1 year

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No preview?? No post mortems?? Wtf fox???

#911

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effectivesociety · 1 year

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protecttonki · 2 years

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California conservation corps blogo

Then the van rolled into the intersection, where it was broadsided by a 40-ton gravel truck and trailer, killing three corps members and leaving another with catastrophic brain and spinal injuries. 2, 2016, a van carrying members of the California Conservation Corps paused at a stop sign on a country road near the Central Valley town of Reedley. A Conference on Online Gaming, May 22, 2014Įarly on Feb.Health Care: California – September 23, 2014.California Health Conference – September 23, 2015.A Conference on EDUCATION, November 12, 2015.California Votes: 2016 Ballot Measure Forum, Sept.CALIFORNIA HEALTH CONFERENCE, SEPT 15, 2016.A Post-Mortem of the Election – November 10, 2016.A CONFERENCE ON IMMIGRATION – NOV 9, 2017.CALIFORNIA CANNABIS CONFERENCE, MAY 24 2018.A POST-MORTEM OF THE 2018 ELECTION – NOV.CALIFORNIA HOUSING CRISIS, February 28, 2019.ACCESS: HEALTH CARE, SEPTEMBER 26, 2019.A CONFERENCE ON HOUSING POLICY – MAY 26, 2021.California’s Mental Health Crisis, October 6, 2021.CALIFORNIA VOTES: A 2022 Election Preview, May 26, 2022.The Top 100 Party, Tuesday, August 9, 2022.Roz Wyman: Bringing the Dodgers to Los Angeles.George Skelton: The Dean of California’s Capitol Press Corps.Richard Ratcliff: The Lobbyist Who Listened.Don Novey: The Prison Guards’ Man in Sacramento.Edwin Meese III: Reagan’s Attorney General.Phil Isenberg: Challenging Conventional Water Wisdom.Diana Dooley: The Years with Jerry Brown.Abby Abinanti, Chief Judge of the Yurok Tribe.

#California conservation corps blogo

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911bts · 1 year

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6x09 "Red Flag" Post-Mortem Interviews

TVLine | 9-1-1 EP Talks Bobby's Tragic Loss, Buck's Big News, [Spoiler]'s Return and More in Fall Finale

Entertainment Weekly | 9-1-1 showrunner explains that 'important' death — and previews the second half of season 6

TV Insider | ‘9-1-1’ Boss Teases Bobby’s Investigation, Buck Answering ‘Who Am I?’ & More

#911 fox #911 spoilers #s6 #6x09

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firebirdsdaughter · 4 years

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They…

… They wouldn’t kill him off the week before they release a movie w/ him in it and in the same month they release a plushie of him…

Would they?

#Kamen Rider Zero-One #Kamen Rider Zero One #Zero-One Spoilers #Zero One Spoilers #my precious evil stoic scorpion dad #I'm worried but I'm also not #like I panicked a little when I saw the preview #but there's this stuff #and honestly that interview saying Horobi had hidden feelings about Jin and his hatred for humanity #they haven't touched on those at all yet #so unless it's gonna be a post mortem thing (which there's a chance but it feels unlikely)#this isn't gonna be the end for my husband #I can see something like Jin thinking he's dead #which I think will be a big tipping point for Jin in his feelings towards humans #up 'til now he's been following Horobi's lead and doing this bc Horobi says so #but seeing humans attack what he considers his home and if he thinks they've killed Horobi…#he's likely going to acquire some of his own resentment of humans #that pic of him sitting on the stairs w/ a bunch of trilobite MaGear and a dark expression…#I'm betting that's after the attack #what's more he looks unscathed meaning that somehow he got away #I love the possibility of it having been Horobi protecting him/buying him time #esp if was that…#ohhhhhh Jin's gonna be maaaaaaad #Binary Retro Rider

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unnuevosoltransformalarealidad · 3 years

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Louden Swain

Title: Louden Swain Summary: Rob finds out that you are capable of signing when he hears you singing one of his favorites performances of the show Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader; Jensen Ackles x Reader, Jared Padalecki Prompt: Square Filled > Rob Benedict Warnings: None Word Count: 1327 This was written for the @spnchristmasbingo

You were a really good friend of the Supernatural cast, you’ve never acted on the show, but because you were one of Jensen’s best friends, the cast adopted you like one more of the family. They always count you to be part of every event they had to attend.

Jensen was the only one in the group that knew you were a great singer, even if you’d denied it a million times. Unfortunately, you’ve never been able to perform due to your fear of the public, you’d rather stay in the back, or just help to settle everything on stage.

One day, you were staying at Jensen’s house because he was throwing a little private party for the cast of Supernatural. You were happy that he let you get involved with them. You knew how much they meant for him, and let you be part of that meant a lot to you. You were in the living room playing with one of Jensen’s guitar when he entered -Are you nervous to meet Rob Benedict? — Jensen asked you He knew you admired him, you were a fan of his band and Jensen made sure to bring you to any convention or event he was going to perform. -Kind of — you giggled -He’s a nice guy. Are you going to show him your little video? — He asked intriguingly -Nope — you answered fast — Don’t even think about it — You said and left the living room You’ve been thinking about that video lately. A few months ago, you filmed yourself playing “Fare Thee Well” on the guitar. After a lot of hard work, and countless hours trying to decipher the chords, you finally managed to get it right, and to celebrate it, you filmed yourself and sent it to Jensen.

Later that night, you were surrounded by the cast, laughing and telling prank stories to Misha and the others. You felt a little uncomfortable being around them because they were a little family with inside jokes and all and you fell off in there. Jensen noticed and quickly changed the subject to integrate you into the conversation. You talked about your life, your job, a little bit of background story of your friendship with Jensen, basically a little bit of everything so they could meet you more. As the late-night was settling, Jensen brought two of his guitars, one he gave to Rob and the other to you -You play? — Rob asked you and you just nodded -She is the best — Jared said and you blushed -Lead the way — Rob said and you smiled Everyone was surprised at how well you played the guitar. Everyone congratulated you and kept teasing Jensen for keeping you hidden. Rob stayed next to you, and both of you kept playing random chords together -How long have you been playing? — Rob asked -Since I remember, my whole life basically. I just learned — you said like it was nothing -You just learned? — Rob sounded surprised -Yeah, my older brother had a guitar. One day I went to his room, I picked it and started to play with my fingers, he found me, he taught me the basics and from then I did it on my own — you explained -Have you seen him playing that you knew the chords? -Nah, I just remembered the sounds -Really? Wow -Hey! Look! — Jensen said -Y/N left Rop speechless — he added and everyone burst to laugh You felt shy, everyone was making a big deal of your skills with the guitar, but for you it was nothing. -By any chance, do you know how to sing? — Rob questioned — I’m planning to release an album with covers, and I would love to have you — he explained -Thanks for the offer, but unfortunately I don’t. — you left the guitar on the chair — It was great meeting you, Rob. I really admire you — you said and left him. You were heading back to your room when Jensen spotted you -Is everything alright? — he asked you concerned -Yeah, just tired. I’m calling a night — you said with a little smile -Are you sure? — you just nodded — Get some rest. See you in the morning — he kissed your cheek and left you

A few days later, you were still staying at Jensen’s when your phone buzzed

RB: Hey! My offer is still open, please consider it YN: Thanks Rob, but my answer is still the same. Talk with Jensen, he’ll explain. xx

You opened your chat with Jensen and texted him

YN: Why did you give Rob my number? Now, you’ll have to talk with him JA: I gave your number to most of the cast, they want you to be a part of the team officially JA: Ok. I’ll show him your video. JA: Kidding, I’ll talk to him, don’t worry

That day, you went to your room and grabbed the guitar, you put on your headphones and started to imitate “Amazing” from Louden Swain. You were a big fan of them, you loved listening to them at the conventions. Once you got the right chords, you filmed yourself, playing the guitar and singing. When you finished filming it, you sent it to Jensen, like you always did.

*Jensen’s POV*

He was at the SPN set with Jared, and Rob, when he felt his phone buzzing. He saw on the lockscreen that it was a video from you. A smile appeared on his face. He unlocked it and opened the chat with you. Just with the image preview, he knew what it was, before pressing play, he checked the volume was loud enough for them to hear you. The video started, you were with your eyes closed, like in every other video he has from you, it was like you were letting the music get into you. You started to sing and he felt full, he loved hearing you sing, you brought calmness to his senses. As soon as they heard a sound, Jared and Rob stayed in silence listening, they thought you were on a call. Jared smiled in an instant when he recognized your voice, he knew what Jensen was doing. Rob recognized his song and kept listening -Such a great voice — Rob mentioned When the video finished, Jensen sent her a quick text

JA: You are awesome. Love it. One of my favourites YN: All of them are your favorites. Love you JA: May I? Please, but I will tell him that you don’t sing in public, so he doesn’t push YN: Yes. Only if you promised he won’t get insisted. JA: Thanks! I promise! Love you more

-Who was that? — Rob asked -Y/N -No way, she said… -She says that because she doesn’t like to sing in public. Don’t push her to make her sing. -Do you have more? I won’t I promise — Rob said sincerely Jensen showed him a few more videos before they had to film again.

*Y/N’s POV*

You knew that Jensen was going to show Rob the last video you sent him, so you decided to send Rob one more. You sent the “Fare Thee Well” video, you knew that song by heart and you were aware it was one of his favorites. Sometime later you got a text

RB: Such an amazing voice YN: Thanks. And thank you for understanding RB: I do, but that doesn’t mean that we are going to have a private session YN: Oh boy RB: Please YN: I know I’ll regret it, but fine, RB: :)

You couldn’t believe it, you were going to have a private session with Rob Benedict. You were daydreaming. You opened your chat with Jensen and sent him a quick text because you knew he was filming.

YN: You are awesome YN: Thank you :D

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Old School X is a project interviewing X-Files fanfic authors who were posting fic during the original run of the show. New interviews are posted every Tuesday.

Interview with Mary Ruth Keller

Mary Ruth Keller has 42 stories at Gossamer, plus her stories are at AO3. She's written a number of short standalone stories, but she's thought through the X-Files mythology and written about it probably as much as anybody ever has. So if you want to dive into the mythology and all its drama, you need to go read her mythology fics ASAP. (But read this long, interesting interview first!) Big thanks to Mary Ruth for doing this interview.

Does it surprise you that people are still interested in reading your X-Files fanfics and others that were posted during the original run of the show (1993-2002)?

Quite frankly, yes. The Kuxan Sum Cycle branches off the actual series following the Third Season episode Syzygy. I took the myth-arc as it stood at that time, post Nisei-731, and the agents in mid-Rift. Although I didn’t quite realize it when I started out, I was most interested in moving the myth-arc forward in a continuously unfurling narrative, one where Scully and Mulder became an effective investigative team who support each other as partners and friends again. After I started writing in my little corner of the X-F universe in 1996, there was a lot of stuff on the show that just happened, with no real storytelling logic to it I could fathom, but that seemed to be popular. I stopped writing in 2000 because I was frantically busy at my new job (which consumed far too many twelve-plus-hour workdays and weekends) and because my sister and I were trying to take care of my elderly, increasingly frail, Mother. So, I never expected, when I started writing in 2018 and posting again in 2019 (I reposted all my stories, in order, to AO3 and fanfiction.net, because Chermera would never have made sense without them) for readers to take an interest in myth-arc and character issues that the series writers had simply abandoned to go chase, well, anything else, especially if it made no coherent sense whatsoever. What do you think of when you think about your X-Files fandom experience? What did you take away from it?

The fandom was a lot of fun. There were many interesting, engaging discussions I took part in with other fans of the show, some of whom I am still in touch with.

Social media didn't really exist during the show's original run. How were you most involved with the X-Files online (atxc, message board, email mailing list, etc.)?

All of the above. I spent a lot of time discussing writing and characters with other writers on ATXC, except when I was actively working on my novels. Since I was doing basic research into microwave remote sensing of the Earth while working at the Naval Research Laboratory at the time – yes, I was one of those dreaded Department of Defense scientists the show had a love/hate relationship with – my writing happened at night and on weekends. Novels, especially the longer ones, take me about a year from first words on disk until release, which meant I didn’t have all the time to participate on-line as I would have otherwise. But, I enjoyed chatting with the fellow denizens of the Endies Board, and on the EMXC, Scullyfic, and Je Souhaite mailing lists. I’ve saved some of those posts and conversation threads on my older computers, where it’s fun re-reading them from time to time. What did you take away from your experience with X-Files fic or with the fandom in general?

There were a lot of generous, funny, very intelligent fans involved with X-F back then (not that there aren’t now; there are, of course). I started writing because I wanted to get the myth-arc and the characters back on-track, the long-term story moving forward and the agents again being the smart investigators I loved hanging out with on Friday nights. But, outside of having read a lot of myth, literature, fiction, and non-fiction, I didn’t know enough about the mechanics of writing fiction. Several authors were willing to help out, some explicitly through E-mail conversations, and some from general comments about crafting stories that were posted to ATXC. I had a real problem with how I initially handled dialog, which I had some E-mail guidance on, that was very much appreciated. I also had two quite diligent beta readers, one an on-line fan, and one a real-life friend, both male, who helped me with the direction of the Scully-Mulder half of Anath. I was, at the time, utterly exasperated with how the pair of them had become such complete morons on the series, both totally incapable of investigating anything successfully, which was affecting my writing the characters in that story. What was it that got you hooked on the X-Files as a show? Ooh, boy. I’d like to say I started watching with the show with the Pilot, but I didn’t, quite. Tom Shales was the Washington Post TV critic at the time the Pilot aired – yes, not only was I a government scientist, I was living in Alexandria, Virginia, in 1992. He was intrigued by the characters and premise and found Duchovny and Anderson engaging while playing their roles. At the time, I was wrapped up trying to work on a PhD while still employed at NRL, so I tucked the review away, waiting until I had Friday nights free to check it out. I’m a great lover of science fiction, so I thought to give the show a try, eventually. [Lilydale note: I found a couple things Tom Shales wrote about The X-Files premiere in 1993: Fall 1993 TV preview article and a “Pilot” episode review.]

The first episode I sat down to watch was the First Season Darkness Falls, where Mulder and Scully get trapped at the logging camp with the Earth Firster, Doug Spinney, the logging executive, Steve Humphries, the Forest Ranger, Larry Moore, and the gooey green bugs. I was amazed by that story. It was as perfect a little piece of science fiction as I have seen on TV (except for one bit toward the end), with an environmental moral to it as well, where all the characters make good and bad choices, and they all suffer or succeed because of them.

What hooked me, really hooked me, were the first/second acts, specifically, Dana Scully’s actions, once they find the desiccated logger in the tree. The investigation is handled logically, in that it’s not the big male agent who goes shinnying up the trunk to look at the evidence while everyone else stands around watching and wailing, “Whatever shall we do!” No, it’s little Dana Scully who takes the ride to the upper branches. This made oodles of sense, in that she was this tiny woman whom two men could lever up that far with a rope, a hand winch, and pulleys. When she gets there, after grimacing (who wouldn’t, considering what she saw), she starts investigating. She does an on-the-spot post-mortem exam, while Mulder makes an ooky male-body-parts joke, but everyone takes her results seriously. I was thrilled. Here was a female character I could really relate to, someone who could hold her own in a difficult situation, unlike most of those on the tube, then or now.

I made a point, over the following summer, of watching as many re-runs as I could, catching up on the episodes and characters. The stories ran to science fiction and horror, which are my preference. Further, although there was an emphasis on the paranormal, several of the first season episodes were written so both Mulder’s wanting-to-believe-but-needing-proof intuitive, emotional approach and Scully’s logical, scientific, justice-oriented viewpoint each got the narrative coherently from initial crime to identifying and apprehending a suspect. It was some spectacular, complex writing, and I was hooked, hopelessly hooked. I discuss this some on my old author web-page, which still exists, courtesy of the Wayback machine), so I won’t belabor it. What got you involved with X-Files fan-fic? The shenanigans within the Third Season, quite honestly. The myth-arc wasn’t moving forward, as it had during the Second Season, which I really couldn’t understand. Carter had given us this bang-up start in the ABC Trilogy with all these new fictional possibilities to explore, but instead, bupkis. The MOTW’s were retreads with no depth or moral/ethical weight to them, except for Darin’s stories. The intelligent agents I had enjoyed spending time with while they pursued their oddball investigations were evaporating before my eyes. Mulder had always been this deeply intuitive character who cared about others and knew he could get it wrong, so needed Scully’s logic in their investigations, even if he didn’t always want to hear her observations and questions. But that character was being replaced by a cookie-cutter misunderstood anti-hero, who wasn’t thinking, just running off to chase butterflies, who was always right because he was The Guy. Scully, as an investigator, the little agent who could, was simply being sidelined. Sure, she’d argue with Mulder, but the writers had stopped giving her and her logical viewpoint a real role in their cases, Darin excepted, again. As the series went on, the Agent and Doctor Dana Scully I respected was replaced with this snappish little female whose only notable skill was running in high heels, who spent her time standing around with her arms crossed, and made pruney faces at Mulder if she were required to do any actual investigating. I hated that character, but, apparently, the all-male writing staff just loved her.

I knew about the on-line fandom, so I thought to check out if anybody else had noticed these “improvements.” First, I spent time at ATXF, discussing the changes with the series, that disturbed a lot of folks, not just me. Eventually, I tripped onto ATXC. There were writers there who understood the two characters, quite well, but weren’t that interested in the other problems with the show that bothered me deeply.

Like many fan-fiction writers, I decided to try to bring in, or in my case, bring back, what I was missing in what was being aired. Sins of the Fathers was the result. As I mentioned above, it was a far from perfect story, but I learned much putting it together, and it got a lot of positive feedback. So I kept writing and trying to improve what I wrote. Folks appreciated it, then and now, surprisingly, which was endless encouragement to keep going. What is your relationship like now to X-Files fandom? With work and my Mom, as I mentioned above, I dropped out for a few years. My new job is still microwave remote sensing of the Earth, at a University-affiliated laboratory, not working directly for the government, but the NASA/NSF-type funding for the research I like to do is much harder to come by, so it takes up a lot more of my time to keep funded and working. Adding to that, I haven’t found places like ATXC in the 90’s or the Endies Board, but I suppose lightning only strikes once. Were you involved with any fandoms after the X-Files? If so, what was it like compared to X-Files?

Not really, no. I’ve enjoyed other TV series, but, I never felt those shows were just throwing away essential parts of themselves as X-F did, or, if they went bad, I simply stopped watching them. A fandom is, or can be, a huge time commitment, which, as I’ve noted, I don’t have that much of. I discuss this quite extensively in my author’s notes at the end of Chermera, so I won’t repeat myself. [Lilydale note: the long author notes are at the end of the story’s last chapter, not in the AO3 notes section.] Who are some of your favorite fictional characters? Why?

As a child, I loved reading myths and legends from many different cultures. So many amazing stories, so much that touches on truth. Greek myth, Norse legends, Islamic tales, Celtic fables, all of them. It goes without saying that discovering Tolkien’s fully-realized Middle Earth in my early teens was like falling into an river of endless delights.

In literature, perhaps the character I enjoy most is Sherlock Holmes. On television/in movies, I’d have to say: Beverly Crusher, (early) Dana Scully, Susan Ivanova of Babylon 5, Pa’u Zotoh Zhaan and (early) Aeryn Sun on Farscape, Samantha Carter on Stargate SG-1, Hermione Granger, and most recently, Lagertha on Vikings. Dunno, there might be a pattern there. Possibly. Do you ever still watch The X-Files or think about Mulder and Scully?

Yes, absolutely. I started rewatching the series when it ran on BBC America, enjoying the first two seasons again. I’d actually never stopped thinking about Mulder and Scully; I just lost the time to write about them, until two years ago, when I managed to land some long-term funding so I wasn’t staying up nights writing proposals every few months. I’d have a thought about how to advance the story that became Chermera, so I’d make a mental note and play with it in my head. I also have two more novels and a satyr play left to go in the sequence of stories I want to write, so I’m turning over plot-lines and potential arcs in my head all the time. Do you ever still read X-Files fic? Fic in another fandom? I do read X-F fan-fic. Since the series has wandered so far away from what engaged me, and most fan-fic keeps up with that, I don’t read very much. As far as other fandoms, one was enough. Do you have any favorite X-Files fan-fic stories or authors?

Reaching back into the dark ages, I’d say Pellinor and Nascent. They may both be available on Gossamer. [Lilydale note: Fortunately, they are!] What is your favorite of your own fics, X-Files and/or otherwise? Zurvan is the favorite of my older stories. It, like Twelfth Night (Denha on AO3 to avoid confusion with another X-F story named Twelfth Night), builds on the past stories in their trilogies and brings the overall arc to new places. It’s fun to uncover surprises when writing and develop challenges to address in the future, which both of those stories did. Do you think you'll ever write another X-Files story? Or dust off and post an oldie that for whatever reason never made it online?

I’d certainly like to. I had planned to write three trilogies with their satyr plays, each of them focusing on an aspect of the mythical Triple Goddess: Maiden, Matron, and Crone, in the X-F universe. Only, being me, I turned it around. Sandra Ann Miller (Samantha) is the Maiden, but I’ve just started telling that part of the arc with the transitional Anath and the first trilogy story Chermera. I’m approaching this trilogy as a coherent tale spread across the three novels, which is different from the other two. The Caroline Lowenberg Trilogy didn’t really get organized until Twelfth Night. It was only the third story I’d ever written, so perhaps I can be excused. The Dana Scully Trilogy was all interconnected, but that was more of an organic, rather than a pre-planned and deliberate, effort. I didn’t really grasp the full arc of what I was creating there until I was writing Chermera and looked back over the threads running from Rustic Suite through Anath. The next story in the Sandra Ann Miller Trilogy involves the exposure of the Japanese arm of the Consortium, but, I need to read up on Japanese history, myths and legends, and world view before I write it. After finishing and posting Chermera, that’s what I’ve been doing. The conflict between Amaterasu, the Sun goddess, and her ne’er-do-well brother Susanoo-no-Mikoto, the god of, among other things, storms, marriage, and love, as told in the Kojiki and the Nihongi (both written down in their near-final forms at the same time as we in the West were just recording the first skeletal versions of the Arthurian Legends), will definitely get worked into the Sandra Ann Miller Trilogy. I’m starting to put the arcs and plot-lines together, but, I’m not ready to begin writing yet. Do you still write fic now? Or other creative work? As I’ve discussed, I do. Part of why I take my time is because Mulder and Scully are owed real, challenging cases to solve - the two intelligent agents with their own approaches, strengths, and weaknesses, remember. Partly, because I have original fiction ideas I’d like to pursue. Trying to do the best I possibly can in the sheltered world of X-F where I attempt to create stories with universal themes, well-realized settings, coherent plot-lines, and original characters who resonate with my readers is practice for the original fiction. I’ll never write the Great American Novel (whatever that is), but I’d like to write stories that are as good as I can make them and fun for my readers, so I keep plugging. Where do you get ideas for stories? Reading and thinking, mostly. I try to look for ideas that haven’t been done to death, or different approaches to old themes. I have four original novels I scribble mental notes on. After I bring this myth-arc I’ve been working on to its (to me) logical resolution, I hope I’ll be able enough of a writer to get started on them. What's the story behind your pen name? Actually, it’s my real name. At the time I started writing, I didn’t think to do anything else. On ATXC and Gossamer, I wrote several of the shorts that are separate from the Kuxan Sum Cycle under the pen name Lise Meitner. She was a Twentieth Century theoretical physicist who explained nuclear fission, then was cut out of a Nobel prize because the judges of her day thought Marie Curie and Irene Joliot-Curie were “enough” women physicists working in radioactivity to be so honored. [Lilydale note: here’s her Wikipedia page. Among many other fascinating things talked about there, she was nominated for the Nobel Prize 48 times in two different categories and had the 109th chemical element, meitnerium, named after her. She also escaped Nazi Germany in a plot involving trains, boats, planes, and an emergency diamond ring. You really ought to read about her.] Do your friends and family know about your fic and, if so, what have been their reactions?

I’d shared the first five of my novels with my family back in 1996. They liked them, my sister especially. I’m not sure they knew what to make of them. I haven’t shown them to my in-laws, but, I think my sister-in-law found them on her own. We haven’t discussed them, as they aren’t her usual preference, which is Romance. One distant blood relation was thrilled to discover them on-line and wrote me about them. My sister, though, is my (self-admitted) biggest fan. When we were kids, she and I shared a bedroom, where I’d make up stories to tell her at night so she could fall asleep. She and I correspond regularly by E-mail (she’s in Florida and I’m in Maryland). Back while I was working my way through Chermera, she asked out of the blue if I was ever going to write any more. She was thrilled to hear I had been but she doesn’t have regular Internet access other than at her job. I made printed, bound copies of all my stories to mail to her last Christmas. She loves them, bless her. Is there a place online (tumblr, twitter, AO3, etc.) where people can find you and/or your stories now?

I’ve sent Chermera to Gossamer, but, it hasn’t been updated since July 2018. All the rest of the stories are there.

At AO3, my stories are under: https://archiveofourown.org/users/mrkeller. The Kuxan Sum Cycle is linked together at: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1555492.

I’ve published the Lise Meitner stories under my own name there: Faustus Mulder; Late Night Thoughts on Evolution, Hard Times, and Lost Pets; You Just Don’t Understand; and Lux Perpetua. Since I could separate out the trilogies into their own cycle, it just made sense.

At fan-fiction.net, they’re under: https://www.fanfiction.net/~maryruthkeller

Again, the Lise Meitner stories are under my own name. Since fanfiction.net doesn’t have a linked series option like AO3, I’ve added a header to all eleven of the stories in the Kuxan Sum Cycle so far explaining the order. The novels all are tagged with thumbnail versions of the covers I made for them. Also, the literary quotes I started each chapter and begin and end each story with, are kept in the AO3 versions, but are removed at fanfiction.net to avoid potential copyright issues. Shakespeare, Christine de Pisan, the Popol Vuh, the Ugaritic myths around Anath, and others are all long out of, or never were in, copyright, of course, but, just to be on the safe side, I’m following fanfiction.net’s rules.

If folks care to write, I’m still at my old eclipse address: [email protected]. Is there anything else you'd like to share with fans of X-Files fic?

Enjoy it, use it as an opportunity to make connections and expand your horizons as a storyteller. Fan-fiction was much more of a home-grown effort back in the 90’s than it is now, when there are how-to books, of all things. But, don’t get so wrapped up one forgets about real life. That’s where all the best stories are.

(Posted by Lilydale on October 27, 2020)

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