#and he is smart as hell while spouting what sounds like utter nonsense. king...

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my favorite mulder moments from s7

casually explaining the nature of necromancy to a whole panel of Very Serious agents in episode 4, and when he is shown a mysterious symbol, he announces that it was favored by alchemists

then the agents go to a psychiatric hospital to visit frank black, and mulder says hello to someone random walking in the background - such a small detail, but a sweet one

he steals salt from a trashcan and draws a magic circle to keep zombies away from him- because he is resourceful!

he claims that poltergeists are drawn to the turmoil of adolescence in episode 5, which i love and shall incorporate into my own belief system

telling scully to come to a specific address in episode 6 and then surprising her by rising up from beneath the street, LMAO

and then he gets roped into fixing a random lady’s pipes despite having no idea how to do just that (a child tells him he is doing it wrong) (scully covers her mouth to hide her smile) (and then he falls through the floor) (scully gets serious at this point)

he gags when weems puts his glass eye back in and then smiles and turns to scully to pretend he isn’t bothered... a squeamish king!!!

his very dramatic recreation of how he thinks the gangster ended up dead in weems’ apartment, complete with sound effects!

assuring scully she can go home in episode 7 since she had very personal ties to the pfaster case :( she refuses to do it, but he doesn't want her to think she has to hide anything from him

and then he makes an offhand remark that god is only here for the box scores (a very rare and interesting look into his personal theology - or is it an offhand quip to try and distract a suffering scully? you decide)

trying his best to comfort scully after she kills pfaster in episode 7- leaving the investigation to find her wrapped up in a blanket in her room; telling her that he’ll help pack so she can leave her place; that the bible allows for vengeance; promising his report will reflect she had no choice but to kill him (which, while i really hated this episode, this moment still melted my heart - he was trying to comfort her with the words of her own religion, one that he vehemently disagrees with, because he could tell she was torn apart and wanted her to be at peace💔)

rescuing scully from the fundamentalist preacher trying to shove her into a box of snakes in episode 8- and then, despite someone hurting his partner, he somehow manages to keep his cool while interrogating the guy. a real professional!

and his analysis that there is great appeal to a fundamentalist environment where someone does all of the thinking for you, which is very interesting coming from his psychology background and his own decades of wrestling with The Truth

his absolute conviction that he can find the missing kids in episode 10 :( god...

confidently launching into his werewolf explanation in episode 12, not caring at all that he is on live TV - in fact, he’s excited for the opportunity, and holds the werewolf sketch up proudly to the camera!!

he also uses the national TV audience to tell scully he thinks bubblegum pink would be a good color for her hair... he did NOT need to do that, i'm crying

(by the time they return back to steve and edy’s place, he is confidently narrating their actions to the film crew, leaving scully to ask “i’m sorry, are you talking to me?” haha)

then he gets caught in between steve and edy’s fighting and tries his best to calm them down - and when he fails miserably, he turns to the camera with a smile, saying they should stay there for a while, lmao

when the cop who claimed to see the wasp man is worried the world will label him as “the crazy one”, mulder tells him all he can do is good work <3 he would know…….

“you didn’t get the proof that you wanted, mulder” “well, hey, you know, it all depends on how they edit it together!” (laughing and pointing at the camera) <- NERD!!!

in episode 14, the doctor was shocked he was suggesting witchcraft: “you mean, like baba yaga?” “i was actually thinking less eastern and more celtic. maybe scots-irish or appalachian, even” <- trust him to get SPECIFIC with the genre of magic he is proposing!

softly saying good morning to scully as she walks into the office in episode 15, his feet resting on the desk as he reads the newspaper <3

and when he hears her message on his voicemail, he IMMEDIATELY knows something is wrong - he starts calling and leaving messages of his own; he goes to her place and then runs away when he learns she was with CSM; he calls her mother; he bursts into skinner’s office with the gunmen- just generally losing it because he needs to keep her safe

“i know she can take care of herself. it’s just not like her to lie to me” 💔💔💔

using a newspaper as an umbrella in episode 16 and proceeding to ask the normie sheriff questions like “how many talons would you say a raven has?” ...iconic spooky mulder!!

ellen asks “do you have a significant other?” and he answers “um, not in the widely understood definition of that term” (<- muffled yelling because i can’t even put into words how much this one made my heart melt)

(and then he indirectly accuses the sheriff of cheating over breakfast… he can be a shady lil bitch when he wants, lmao)

matching the attitude of the corporate lawyer who won’t answer any of their questions in episode 18, saying that he can’t disclose why he asked about a bug- it is confidential!! another shady lil bitch moment!!! and good for him!! 

in episode 19, he gets SO excited to learn that there will be a character based on him in the movie federman is writing, bahahaaaa

laying on his couch, quoting every word of plan 9 from outer space, because it is so bad it hypnotizes his critical mind “and frees up my right brain to make associo-poetic leaps”, which makes perfect sense for him (also- he has seen the film 42 times)

referring to skinner as "skinman", getting scolded, and immediately apologizing (and then accidentally staying on the line with skinner while he tries to inform scully their boss is taking a bubble bath, haha)

he gets so upset with the final movie claiming scully was in love with skinner that he runs out of the theater!! and then he worries aloud about if the movie will tarnish the memories of the dead :( he is sensitive...

in episode 21, he decides to run the mystery woman’s face through the facial recognition database and then the national archives to find video of her with mussolini and nixon… a clever guy who gets results!

and then, upon learning the mystery woman is a genie, he very confidently uses his first wish on world peace, DESPITE having seen how all of the other wishes were misinterpreted… naturally, it immediately backfires (bonus points for him calling the genie out on her BS... and skinner only seeing him yell at a wall)

but ultimately, he uses his last wish to make the genie happy, allowing her to see the world go by just like she told him she dreamed of :,) because he is a GOOD MAN!!!!

when the auditor reads the amount they are spending per year in episode 22 he asks “is that a lot?” and then suggests that he and scully start sharing a room to cut costs, LMAOOOO

he is so excited to see billy miles and teresa nemman again <3

later, scully collapses in the forest, and he holds her in his lap, demands richie get her some water… he tells her “it’s okay, it’s okay” while she asks why this is happening, and brushes her hair out of her face while he explains his theory… god. he really is a lover boy deep down, huh?

telling scully that there is more for her in this world than the x files... while implying that is all there is for him 💔

[wongiemei]

5. Eclipse

When the sun and the moon became one, the sky turned red.

The entire kingdom of Kalon grew quiet, no children playing in the streets in sight and nothing and no one moved a muscle.

Instead, in the castle, the screams and the yells of pain and anguish from the high mighty Queen herself was heard as it bounced off every hallway and seeped into every little crevice for the walls to remember this moment forever. Wet nurses and doctors scrambled in and out of the birthing room but one man stood off to the side facing the corner, refusing to see the tears and the madness swimming in the eyes of his beloved.

“Bin,” she called. “Robin.”

Despite the signal for need of comfort from his wife, Robin continued to stay frozen at his spot and remained there even as the birth was starting.

“Curse you!” Selene shouted, followed by a high-pitch scream that caused all the glass in their part of the castle to break. 

All metallic objects rose from their spots and shook as the Merakian princess spouted nonsensical spells that would lessen the pain but it served no purpose as the child fought its way out. The nurses and the 3 doctors paled at the amount of blood the human witch was letting out and they chewed more on the bay leaf to hopefully distract the smell and their thirst for the liquid.

“Restimio! Firello! Suriani!” She shrieked and sobbed, eventually blubbering into distorted noises. However, she uttered the only recognizable word.

A name.

“Bin,” she yelled. But Bin placed a hand around his mouth and nose, partially because of the blood but because of the staggering and irregular breaths he let out. 

Tears fell down his high cheekbones and his hands shook, finally recognizing what he has done and the pain that overcame his body.

The millisecond moment of the sun kissing the moon, the screaming stopped.

Robin’s eyes widened as he finally turned around but he will forever regret that memory for as long as he lived.

Laying on the bed, his beloved Queen Selene, princess of Meraki, was lifeless on the Egyptian cloth with her eyes still open, only for it to look empty and dull. The smile he used to see first thing in the morning became the last thing he remembers from her. The olive skin from her childhood near Cyprus lost its brightness, replaced by a pale and flushed tone. And the aura she emitted that once filled the room with warmth and comfort, vanished as if it never existed at all.

“Selene,” he mumbled from his spot. Then his legs moved on its own and rushed to her side with his hand clutching her cold ones. “Love? Selene?!”

The royal doctor held the child, not screaming or making a fuss, red eyes flitting around the room as it has no idea of what just happened.

The loss of a mother.

“Selene?!” He yelled while the nurses and doctors either turned around and looked down to the floor, refusing to look at their King break and fall apart.

The King that led many victories against Orenda, in turn lost the battle against Death and his wife.

“Love, we talked about this,” he mumbled with a manic smile but pained eyes. “Darling, I can’t turn you if your heart stops beating. Come on, Selene. I know you’re strong enough to make that lovely heart beat for me again, aren’t you?”

But he knew she was gone. His words would never reach her again and he hung his head low, droplets of tears staining the maroon carpet.

“Your Majesty, the babe is a little girl,” said the royal doctor in hopes of seeing the King light up at the mention of his child.

But instead, Bin clenched his hands into a fist and he whipped his head around, frightening the nurses at the hateful glare he sent to his daughter.

“Take that away. Get that bloody thing away from here.”

You closed your eyes to prevent yourself from bursting into tears as you knew you shouldn’t have killed Jun but you still did. Overcome with the anger and betrayal, your mind completely blanked and before you know it, he was screaming with pain and agony as the fire danced on his skin then proceeded to eat him alive.

The screams and the shouts echoed in your mind as it reminded you of the same thing from way far back into your memory.

A woman.

Donghyuck placed a cup of tea mixed with tonic on the table in front of you, snapping you awake from your daydream.

“Hm, was it too much for you to handle?” He asked, not meaning for it to sound condescending.

You shook your head slightly and picked up the delicate cup, “No matter how many times I’ve killed, the pained screams will never be an accepted sound to my ears.”

He watched you in curiosity, deciding if he should just ask you or not. “But your reputation makes it sound like you’re a kill-hungry beast, princess.”

“Don’t listen to rumors, Donghyuck, shouldn’t you know that?” You snapped. “Besides, I never take a life unless it is deserving. You might be surprised but I am quite merciful.”

“Oh? The pillars of mercy are principles that are familiar to you? Hm, that’s interesting.” He commented before sipping his tea.

But yours remained untouched. “I’m merciful because I’m a princess. But I’m also cruel because I’m a Queen.”

“If it were me, I would’ve given him to be feasted on by the guards,” he mused. “Instead of just setting fire to him, you wanted him to bathed in holy water first. Not letting him go to Hell sounds quite too merciful, don’t you think?”

Cold eyes glaring into the amused smirk of the prince, you twitched. “What are you implying, prince?”

“I’m just simply curious, darling. “ He placed the cup down and laced his fingers on top of the glass table. “The holy water burned away all of his sins but you wanted him to burn later for his crimes as a traitor? It sounds conflicting however way you put it, love.”

“Nothing is more painful than a walking sin being washed with the water blessed by the Church. No fire is strong enough to truly burn away all traces of him,” you replied coldly, gritting your teeth.

“Come on, love. I’m a prince who loves to torture criminals! So I know that the holy water rid him of his sins so he could rightfully walk through the gates of Heaven, am I wrong?” The boy smirked as he watched you squirm slightly in your seat. “So, say that it is just because you are indeed merciful?” He paused to gauge your reaction. “Or is it because he’s of Merakian blood?” 

There it was.

The reaction he expected from you showed with your eyes clearly narrowing on him and you chuckling humorlessly before running your tongue under your front teeth, showcasing your fangs.

“Merakian or not, death is given to those who are deserving of it, Donghyuck. Rather than spending your time feeding into your obsession with torture, maybe you should bust out the books and read up on the punishments for traitors that a real prince should’ve memorized.” Your reply obviously had an effect on him as the smirk melted away and his gaze turned hard.

“You know, I wanted to go easy on you since you’re a wife of one of my best mates. But I can’t help but notice the smell of you,” he cocked his head to the side. “Why is it you smell sweet? Vampires don’t smell like anything since the blood that runs through our veins isn’t actually ours. But yours, it smells sickly sweet. Like peaches.”

Knowing that Donghyuck was smart even though he acted foolish sometimes, you didn’t think he would actually catch on. Looking up from your lap with a slight smile, you asked, “Didn’t my spell work on you, prince?”

Donghyuck grinned as his suspicions were confirmed. “You might’ve fooled everyone including Jaemin and my brother, but I’ve never been an easy one to enchant. You see, Y/N, I actually do study, so I know how to reject your spells. The moment we met, I felt that tingle and I knew then, what you were, you little half-ling. When you called for my help to get rid of Jun, I initially wanted no part of your affairs. But I knew this would confirm everything.”

“Are you going to tell Jaemin, Donghyuck?” You looked at him plainly, as if unbothered by this news. And it irked Donghyuck to no end.

“Why do you look so lax? You think I won’t?” He snapped but you remained calm and collected.

Your grin took him aback and you relished every moment of surprise from him. “I know you will. But he’s not going to believe you. I’m his Queen and you’re nothing but a little pebble in our world. So go ahead and tell him. But I can’t guarantee what will happen to you once you do, though. Because like you, I have friends that are in need of a new toy.”

Now, you were surprised. Instead of an angry or even a scared expression, he cracked into a smile and a laugh. “Oh, princess. I must say, I thought you were an actually weak little girl. But you got guts, I like that.”

Amused, you placed your chin on your hand. “But I haven’t done anything, though?” You asked innocently.

“I see it in your eyes.”

The smell of the market wafted into your nose and you let out a hungry growl at the delicious looking blood pudding that was showcased in front of a store. Immediately, you fast-paced straight to it and you entered, the small chime from the bell on the door signaling your arrival.

As your fingers neared the small cup, your phone rang. An irritated sigh escaped you and you swiped it to answer.

“What is it?” You answered, knowing exactly who it was.

“Oi, don’t talk to me like that!” Jaemin tutted but you weren’t listening as you were too busy grabbing the cups. “Did you arrive safely?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t be talking to you right now, wouldn’t I?” 

Jaemin paced in his study and Jeno could tell from his grumpy look that you weren’t exactly being nice. 

“I just wanted to check in with you. Making sure you’re still alive and all since we’d prepare to war if you were suddenly dead. You know how impulsive your little kingdom is.” Jeno face-palmed at his best friend’s dumb answer.

“It’s not hard to say you’re worried, Jaems.” The mumble wasn’t loud but enough to be heard.

A faint familiar voice in his end made you perk up as you were placing about 10 cups in your basket. “Oh? Is that Jeno? Hello, darling!”

Your loud voice was heard by the said-boy and he laughed at Jaemin’s annoyed expression as he held the phone tightly. “Yah, can’t you greet your husband like that? Do you need me to clarify this for you? I’M NA JAEMIN. YOUR HUSBAND, Kalonian.”

Pulling a face at the horrid nickname, you paused and placed the basket down to put it on your hip. “Why are you being like this, Na Jaemin? I am allowed to greet anyone however I like! Besides, Jeno helped me arrange the flowers in the garden last Tuesday since somebody was too busy playing with a stick! So of course he deserves a nice acknowledgement!”

Looking at his best friend, Jaemin looked betrayed as they were supposed to have sword practice that afternoon but Jeno bailed out last minute. “So it was you who took my best friend! Oi, he’s already taken! Find another!”

“I already have! If you get Jeno, I get the other twin! Donghyuck is mine!” You childishly fired back.

The people in the store looked at the woman with a hood on and sunglasses with weird expressions as she stomped on the floor.

“Yah! No one is yours! Only I am yours! You hear me?! Not Jeno, Not Donghyuck, Me!” Jaemin shouted and he angrily walked out of the study to go outside so he could freely yell at you more.

Jeno stared at the oak wood door before returning to his flower crown, fingers intricately weaving and sighing deeply. “Thank you for your arrival, Y/N because I honestly don’t know how much I could take from that dumbass anymore.”

a/n: ya bitch just got out of hell and came back!

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