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[randomfoggytiger]

I posted 820 times in 2022

That's 820 more posts than 2021!

52 posts created (6%)

768 posts reblogged (94%)

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I tagged 820 of my posts in 2022

#art - 308 posts

#txf - 186 posts

#parodyisreality - 148 posts

#life - 91 posts

#animal - 79 posts

#poetry - 28 posts

#meme - 28 posts

#x-files - 23 posts

#fic - 21 posts

#collector's edition - 20 posts

Longest Tag: 79 characters

#while in the ep she has genuine affection for her husband while being tormented

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Arcadia Analysis: Mulder’s Struggle

Contrary to popular belief, it was Mulder (and not Scully-- my long post of her experience here) who was having a rough time in Arcadia. 

When Mulder arrives, his enthusiasm shines brighter than Scully’s placid happiness, momentarily distracting her, the neighbors, and the viewers to his true mood: dour, trapped, tense. 

He immediately oozes saccharine charm and cuddles up to Scully, 

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34 notes - Posted November 28, 2022

#4

X-Files Collector’s Edition:  Time Travel, Time Loops, and Just Wrong Timing

Time travel and loops were explored sparingly in the X Files universe; but what is a fandom without a handy dandy dump truck filled with more AUs to add to the fic landfill? These are just the few that passed my litmus test, either by earned merit or because there was at least something in them that was worth reading. Which ones are which is up to you, though I recommend ChaneenW’s, FridayAt9′s, somanycandle’s, Jo-Ann Lassiter’s, Donna’s, and Lolabeegood’s works (maybe because they have the happiest outlooks by the end.)  

(**Edited: included @iwtbscully’s Nine Minutes? short**)

Loose chronological order below~

Here we go! 

Timeline (mostly) Intact 

vessel (saved at orphan_account on Ao3)

““The scientific explanation for all this is overwhelmingly simple: salt blocks hydration, dehydration rots the cells composing the human body. In spite of this, I am struck once again with the improbability that the laws of nature would mutate to allow such a phenomenon, to make a human being age fifty years in a matter of hours.””

Dod Kalm old Scully waits for death, pondering science and impending death. 

Sheryl Nantus-Sheryl Martin’s (FFN) Nine Minutes

““It was a long time, when you sat and timed it. 

Watching the digital figures spin up through the cycle; headed for the top figure of 9:00. Or 540 seconds. Or whatever you measured it by. 

It was still nine minutes. Nine minutes that she could never have back again.””

Cancer Arc Scully has lived her life in her own self-imposed time loop: continually obsessing over the 9 minutes she lost in the Pilot, trying vainly to regain them back by resetting her watch every few minutes. 

It’s not quite a time loop; but Scully is locked mentally in one, so it counts. 

((BONUS! Works well with-- 

@lyndsaybones’s (Ao3) Incremental 

““The watch fit her perfectly when she got it. He remembers thinking that it seemed child sized then. Do they make Omega watches for kids?

But the weight started sloughing off of her like autumn leaves and he started to feel more fear than hope. The watch starts telling more than time.””

Mulder observes the measure of Scully’s decay with her expensive new watch.))

ChaneenW’s

The Birds and the Bees 

““We’re in this together,” he insisted, turning to look at her face.

“We’re in this together,” she repeated, squeezing her arms more tightly around him.

“We just need to find a way to remind ourselves,” he said, starting to slur a little as his face froze. “Some small thing that we do or say could change the whole sequence of events and maybe knock ourselves out of the loop before it gets this far.””

FTF albatrosses of Antarctica keep resetting Mulder and Scully’s journey from the hallway and escape from the alien spaceship (with varying results) until those two right the wrongs the bee made. It quickly devolves from any possible angst into humor and heart while getting subtly funnier the longer the loop goes. 

Twice Upon a Time

““The more time he spent here, though, the more it became uncomfortably clear that Eddie hadn’t been wrong about him. He had been a loser back then: too focused on searching for the big answers to see what was right in front of him. And although he’d been immediately attracted to Scully when they first met, had instantly respected her knowledge and expertise, and had come to quickly trust her with his life, he had to acknowledge that it had taken him longer than it should have to realize how much he loved her.””

S9 Mulder wakes in his old apartment, confused to learn he has traveled back to the Eddie van Blundht case. At first he has fun breezily solving it and looking anew at his life; but soon S4 Scully notices how differently he’s acting as the glitz and glamor of time-travel fades and homesickness sets in. 

@fridaysat9​′s (Ao3) A Second’s Fraction 

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43 notes - Posted October 21, 2022

#3

X-Files Collector's Edition: Overview

Two years into this fandom, I noticed an appalling lack of collective lists: “if this, then that”, “the best of the best”, “collaborative works amongst authors and also their own separate works”, and the dreaded “was this worth the hype” lists. 

After bumbling around in Google Docs--compiling, grabbing alternate links, and changing my filing system every two seconds-- an idea took root and bloomed: why not share my treasure trove? There is value to this reclusive hobby, after all; and it could prove useful to others lost and alone on this site. 

So, I’m putting onto this floompy site the very best recommendation fic lists... or, if that’s too ambitious, fics that should be shared, discussed, or talked about more. Or ones I just liked. So there. 

I am always open for recommended topics, authors, specific fics, and criticisms to improve my current system. Cool hastag suggestions are encouraged. 

Also, shout out to LilyDaleXF-- hope this doesn’t tread on her niche. I’m focusing more on entertainment and sharing selective interests rather than being a greater force for good. But she’s the OG. Check out her Masterlist here:

LilyDaleXF’s Masterlist 

So! 

Here we go. Buckle up! 

45 notes - Posted September 16, 2022

#2

X-Files Collector’s Edition: Creepy and Cozy Cabins

Cabins: the final destination of many, many fic tropes. For our intrepid heroes, cabins are a great setting for either great understandings of relationship-kind, or a temporary haven from their chaotic and bloodthirsty world. I like to keep an eclectic assortment of such fics and mix them all together like a crazy salad. 

Loose chronological order below~! 

Canon

aka Jake’s (Gossamer) 14-Day Quarantine (Gossamer) 

““Mulder?" My name rasps from Scully's throat. 

Ignoring the nurses' scowls, I return to her bedside. 

She clears her throat, takes a shallow breath. "I'd've...preferred Bigfoot." 

Me, too, Scully. Me, too.”” 

Post Darkness Falls Scully is not out of the woods, and is devastated at news of the ranger’s death. She slips back and forth between recovery and coma while Mulder tries to bolster hers, his, and Maggie’s spirits.

the_eternal_optimist’s Unheard Of

““The men barged right in, broke the lock on the door. I pulled my gun, told them I was FBI. They were on me before I could even move, Scully.” She winced. “A few of them had baseball bats. One of them had a—a rope, or something heavy like that. I lost my gun before I could even fire it. I think I took a bat to the back of the head.” He sighed heavily. “When I came to, I was like you found me—clothes gone, hands tied.”

“And they just stashed you there under the stairs?” she asked in horror.

He grimaced. “They, uh, they actually dragged me out to the tree line,” he stammered, suddenly sounding very small. “Threw me closer to the forest. Then they, uh, they took that rope to my back. Said something about beating the devil out of me. I think I passed out when it got too painful.””

Beginning in Chapter 3, Scully finds Mulder in the woods-- beaten to a pulp and covered in mud. She cleans him up in a nearby cabin; but his violent marauders return, not deterred by the protections of an enchanted house. 

Juliettt‘s Confusion

““A sudden flash of light momentarily blinded her and she dropped to a defensive crouch. 

<Silly.  That's Mulder's flashlight -- he burst through the back door at the same time that you. . . .> 

 And then the crushing pain in her skull, the brief moment of terror and surprise, and blankness. . . .””

S2-3 Mulder and Scully wake with amnesia in a cabin. With Scully’s barely-there memories, she becomes a believer while Mulder scoffs at her “tall tales.” Skinner, flummoxed with their disappearance, arrives too late for true answers. 

@discordantwords‘s (Ao3) Somewhere North of Fiji 

““Behind her, she heard the slosh of water and a furtive sound, a strange squelching that she couldn't place. She glanced back at the water, saw nothing, then looked over at Mulder. He had the phone to his ear and did not seem aware of anything amiss.

She became aware of a strong odor, the stench of rotting fish.

"Mul-" something grabbed her from behind, needle sharp teeth sinking into her ankle. She tipped backwards, and the last thing she saw was Mulder's startled face, staring on as something small and gray rushed straight for him.””

S4 Mulder and Scully are half-drowned, half-mauled by the Fiji Mermaid who just. Won’t. Die. No matter how many bullets are blasted in its gut. 

@sarie-fairy‘s (Ao3) Skamania County 

““I’m okay. I landed on something soft, sort of.”

It was then she managed to roll over, move from where she had fallen as Mulder began to descend. As she did, a sharp pain tore at her torso, and her head throbbed.

“Hold on,” he assured.

It was pliable, yielded as she shoved away.

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62 notes - Posted December 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

How it feels to see your prompt used. 

715 notes - Posted October 8, 2022

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[opportunityarose]

trans malcolm is so. imagine if the person the most accepting of you was your serial killer dad

[possumkingluca]

something i haven't seen like anyone talk about referring to x and y's characters being forgettable is the fact the text boxes are speech bubbles and because of that the names aren't listed like it wouldn't fix the problems about the characters being non existent but i think there'd be a better chance of people actually being able to remember some of their names you cannot tell me a character's name once and then expect me to know who the hell you're talking about like um where are my name tags ????

(i'm certain people have discussed this but i personally haven't seen it so y'know)

[altruistic-meme]

abram darling, my love, the light on the eastern horizon, what are all your WIPs rn?

first and foremost i need you to know that when i got this my thought was "hm. what are all of my WIPs right now....." with the EXACT cadence and tone as this line from atla;

and then i had to go and find them all fksjdjjss but!!! these are all of my WIPs :) and now I've got an actual doc that has them listed so I don't have to play hide and seek in my overcrowded google docs next time

i only included ones I've actually WORKED on and not the ones that are random ideas that don't have anything written yet ;;; there are...... More if we were to add those.

[lovebirdgames]

Why does Alex have a character named after her, but there's no character named Taylor? Should I play as "Taylor" as a tribute?

We more named him Alex because it sounds like alto sax, which is the instrument he would've started on before switching to bari sax. I know I put Barry up as a possible name, but it just didn't seem to suit him so Barry the Baritone got it.

It wound up making testing confusing for Alex when she used her name (we would give Mr. Wiley our names to test/jump to each route). XD

Marian and Sabrina do have Taylor as a last name so we did wind up slipping it in there, though I forgot that was their last name and Alex was like "...Really?"

[blackwaxidol]

Is ur destiny username a reference to mazohyst of decadence? :o

it is, yes.

[kanerallels]

Lads, let me tell you something. Deciding to watch The Rookie based mainly off my knowledge from Tumblr (which mainly made me think that it was the Tim and Lucy show) is kind of a trip in the first season when Nolan and Lucy are a thing

[papermint-airplane]

Fun fact about Aiden: he’s a re-creation of one of my first Sims 2 Sims, so when he said he’s been on this planet for eighteen rotations, he wasn’t lying. I was 18 when I created him for a bachelorette-type challenge. He was one of the male contestants vying for the hand of my female Sim. I don’t know what I did (it’s been a looooooooooooooooooong time since I was 18) but that boy was getting visits from the psychiatrist pretty much every five minutes. That ended up with him being characterized as kind of a nervous wreck. I leaned into it. “Maybe Earth is so confusing to him that he can barely function”, was my train of thought. 

While Aiden may have mellowed out over the years (sort of), he’s still my little cinnamon roll of anxiety. Earth things still upset him, poor guy. I didn’t play with him much outside of that challenge, and I think I ended up deleting that save shortly afterwards, but I guess he made enough of an impression on me that I remade him all these years later. I really love him and I hope that comes through in the story I’m about to tell through him. I want him to find the love he never found the first time around (he lost the challenge) and have a happy life, even if this isn’t his planet of choice. 

[dreamland-creations]

Frank frankly (welcome home) looks so damn much like the dude form fenomena who had this terrible life partner and kept loosing hair and got possessed.

They look so similar smh-

Anyways I'm gonna go ahead and ramble in the tags now.

[arcademgmt]

floretverse volo facts: part of why he went off the deep end was a result of what was basically incomprehensible cosmic horror visions/knowledge that was a side effect of his sort of contract with giratina. following the events that took place on mt. coronet everything comes collapsing down as he realizes he has only perpetuated the cycle of suffering he was trying to end.

volo's turmoil started as a child. the suffering and loneliness he felt then is what started him on the path he went down. giratina, the supposed unloved and unwanted child of the creation trio, was who he went to for help. he felt empathy for it. he wanted a better world where nobody would hurt like that — everybody, every child would be loved, never out of place.

on mt. coronet, he gets mad at yasuta, blaming him for getting in his way and calling him an outsider. it's only later that it really sinks in he's done. perhaps it's that his agreement with giratina has ended, but in a bit of a clearer headspace, he realizes he's gone mad.

he wasn't entirely wrong in what he said — yasuta is an outsider, but whose fault is that? certainly not yasuta's. he's been displaced in space and time because of volo. people were immediately suspicious of him and blamed him for what happened with the red sky because of the strange circumstances surrounding his arrival. of course people wouldn't trust him regardless of how earnest he was and what he did to prove himself.

ultimately, volo has become the cause of the exact thing he was trying to prevent, and to a child he genuinely did care about. i think he understood he was the reason yasuta was there in the first place, but as with everything else, presumed his end goal justified the means and that none of it would ultimately matter. none of the pain would be remembered. however, he never expected to fail. he was not ready for this outcome and lashed out as a result. initially he thinks, how dare this child get in his way, taking what is rightfully his? he only wants to make things better, and this child who could not possibly understand is standing in his way. but as some of the residual madness fades out and reality sinks in, volo recognizes the truth of the situation.

floretverse volo is immortal as a result of a curse, and i like to think he actually took this on willingly as a sort of repentance. he begged the lake trio to erase the cosmic knowledge and visions and subsequent emotions tied to it and give him a clean slate, but they would only do it in return for his mortality — he would be forced to forever reflect in his freshly cleared state of mind, walking the world he wished to erase forever. he agreed, figuring it was only right for everything he did.

[annastrxng]

ooc: Guys play for an adoptive father figure of mine. He’s a Vietnam vet/American Legion commander. He had another stroke and collapsed while doing honor guard for another man’s funeral. This guy has been so sooo good to me even when I haven’t deserved it. 

[we-can-escape]

Finally watched the first knives out and. I get it. It really is that good huh.

[arcadequeerz]

Even though its been, literal years since I lost Froggy, I still miss him.

[yueebby]

12:03 pm  — gojo satoru

synopsis. gojo tries to convince his first years that he was able to pull you.

contents. fluff, crack??, whipped!gojo, mentions of having a kid, he is SO in love with his wife it's disgusting, the first years are sick of their teacher

“[name] sensei is a good looking woman, isn’t she?” yuji remarked, nonchalantly propping his feet up on the desk. “you think so too, right gojo sensei?”

a sly smile played on the corners of gojo's lips, eventually blossoming into a wide, dreamy grin. “good eye yuji! she's undeniably the most beautiful woman on this planet.”

megumi, seated at the desk beside yuji, couldn't hide his grimace.

nobara's expression mirrored that of a disgruntled sea urchin. “dream big, you two. she’s way outta both of your leagues.”

“she is, isn’t she?” gojo sighs dreamily, his gaze far away. a dopey grin settles over his face; like a man walking on air. it was deeply unsettling to the first years to see a grown man behave this way.

megumi rolled his eyes and muttered his disapproval, choosing to ignore his sensei, who had casually seated himself backwards on a chair.

gojo propped his chin with both of his palms, leaning closer into the first years students. “do you think i’d stand a chance with a woman like her?”

megumi buried his face in his hands, audibly groaning in response.

“a sensible woman like that and you? fat chance.” nobara deadpanned, squinting disapprovingly at her teacher. her negative comments elicit a grunt from the snow-haired man.

yuji’s eyes flit nervously from kugisaki to gojo. 

“sensei! i think you have a chance with [name] sensei!” yuji tried to reassure his white haired teacher, offering a thumbs-up. gojo responded by affectionately ruffling yuji’s hair.

megumi couldn’t help but speak up. “she’s a married woman, you know,” he mutters to his friend.

yuji’s eyes widened,  “you’re kidding! who do you think got the honor?” 

“but she’s so young!” kugisaki exclaimed, slamming her hand on the table. 

their discussion is cut short when the shoji doors of the classroom slide open abruptly.

with hands on your hips, you stood sternly before your first year students and their teacher, an air of authority about you.

satoru couldn't help but gulp; you were indeed captivating when you were upset. it’s not his fault that you look so cute when your eyebrows furrow and you puff up in anger.

“i waited for half an hour in the courtyard to start today’s lesson and yet here i find my students, along with their sensei who should be in kyoto for a meeting.” a wry smile graced your lips, sending a chill down everyone’s spine. the three first years bowed their heads in shame.

yuji thinks this is the first time he’s seen his teacher nervous. a bead of sweat appears on the side of gojo’s face.

“honey!” he quickly stands up and walks towards you. with every step he takes, nobara’s face scrunches up at his disgusting conduct. 

“don’t.” you warned, raising a finger up to keep satoru at an arm’s length. he respected your wishes to some extent, grasping your hand and placing it within the hold of his own. the diamond on your ring finger glistened as satoru toyed with it.

gasps filled the room as yuji and nobara observed the display of affection. just how inappropriate could their sensei get, and why were you allowing it? what would your husband think?

satoru tenderly caressed your hand in his, cradling it as he leaned in closer. “please forgive me; it was an honest mistake.”

“honest mistake my ass. yaga told me that this is the second meeting you’ve skipped out this month,” you stated, peering fiercely into his blindfolded eyes. satoru’s cocky demeanor wavered, replaced by a nervous chuckle.

“the first time was when i took you to naha, remember?” he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. “and if i remember correctly, you enjoyed our night out,” your eyes widened, recalling the romantic trip satoru had organized. 

feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, you attempted to pull away, but his grip on your hand tightened.

“forgive me?” his voice softened, lips curving downward, giving him the appearance of a dejected kitten.

a sigh escapes your lips. he was going to be the death of you.

“fine. but this is the last time,” you warned, “and you owe me for covering for you.”

satoru straightened up, nodding fervently. “have i mentioned how much i love you?” wrapping an arm around you, he placed a kiss on the top of your head, despite your futile attempts to stop him.

“this is…” yuji’s jaw dropped.

“so inappropriate! shame on you!” nobara’s chair makes a harsh screech with how fast she leaves it to come to your aid. 

“kugisaki–” you attempted to calm her down, but she clung to your elbow, desperately trying to pry you from satoru’s embrace.

satoru’s hold on you tightened as he wrapped his other arm around your frame, pulling you close. he plops his chin on top of your head and resists nobara’s attempts to free you. like hell he’s letting anybody take his girl, not even his own student.

“crushing on a married woman is one thing, but to openly flirt with her– ” kugisaki struggled. you tilt your head in confusion. 

satoru’s strong arms flexed as he fought to maintain his hold on you. he nuzzled your neck. “’m fine right here,” he inhaled deeply, as if trying to take in as much of you as possible.

“[name] sensei! how can you stand there and let this man disrespect your marriage?!” nobara implored, wide-eyed, disregarding all respect she had for her teacher.  “how will your husband react when he finds how gojo sensei behaves around you?” she looks desperate, and you want to laugh at the sincerity behind her actions. you get it now.

only your idiot husband would pull a stunt like this.

“i hope your husband can fight because i’m willing to fight him to the death for your hand,” satoru mutters from your neck. you take your hand from nobara’s shoulders to shove the six-foot-three giant away.

“you seriously didn’t tell them, satoru?” you ignored his whiney protests as you created distance between the two of you. 

“tell us what?” kugisaki demanded. yuji was on the edge of his seat, nervously watching the unfolding scene, while megumi put his head down in embarrassment.

satoru looks at you with a deep frown on his face. uncertainty clouds your mind as his silence forebodes something. wetting his lips with his tongue, he quickly closed the gap between you, too fast for you to escape. a secure hand rested on your lower waist as your husband dipped you down to deepen the kiss. 

had you not been so absorbed into the kiss, you would have heard the scandalized gasps from your students.

you managed to place a hand on his chest to separate yourselves, “satoru, stop.” his eyes remained fixed on your lips, but he complied.

“yuji, nobara.. satoru and i are–” you hold up your ring finger for display.

“happily married!” your husband finished for you, a triumphant smile on his face. he squeezed you close, throwing up a peace sign. “been madly in love since i met her!” 

“what– no way! you pulled her?!” nobara spluttered, head whipping from satoru to you, unable to wrap her mind around the revelation.

yuji’s jaw is still on the floor, “megumi, you knew about this?!”

the sea urchin looks the other direction, avoiding his friends’ judgemental gazes.

“they… raised me.. sorta..” he mumbles under his breath. your heart melts at his confession. unlike you, the other first years don't take too kindly to his comment, as they start shaking him by the shoulder and starting their own interrogation.

“and we did a good job too! don’t you think we’re ready for our own?” satoru smiles down at you jokingly, his hands snaking around your waist and his hands sneaking onto your stomach. he leaves a couple of soft pats. 

“you’re cuter when you’re quiet, y’know?” you whispered. taking advantage of your students' attention on megumi, you place a single finger on his lips, hoping your husband does not notice the way your face feels like it is on fire. 

he does.

“no need to be shy now,” satoru said, grinning wolfishly, “we’ll continue this at home.”

your face flushes even deeper.

unbeknownst to you, the first years had fallen silent, observing how gojo whispered in your ear, successfully turning you into a flustered mess. perhaps they should give more credit to their sensei.

notes. not proof read (oh no). this was just a random scenario that has been plaguing my mind during halloweekend so i typed it on my phone at a party LOL this is me desperately trying to get out of my writing slump

[theoccultz]

Is aron your real name? If you dont mind me asking..

Lol

It is my third real name , i have three names. So yeah

[goblinaurora]

takemitchi’s ass saved him from the void of an eternal mental oblivion.