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starrywyatt · 7 months ago

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chapter 1: at least i don't post myself shitting on the internet

☆ never saw it comin'- a george clarkey story ☆

! THIS STORY READS BEST IN DARK MODE !

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madison's pov:

two years ago, i graduated from performing arts university with a first in musical theatre and a masters in songwriting. the day i graduated, i shared the song i wrote for my final project to tiktok. somehow, i woke up to 10 million views and calls from major record labels wanting to sign me. fast forward two years and my debut album has just gone #1 the same day it was released.

my label were pushing me to do press, so i decided to go on one of my good friends, andrew's boyfriend's podcast. i was going on the useless hotline! i was so excited.

btw, george is ill so i'm just gonna join max as a co-host for the episode

so don't be nervous!

omg amazing okay

i feel better knowing you'll be there

i had never met george before, so i felt more comfortable talking about the album knowing andrew would be there as it was so personal to me.

"hey!" andrew pulls me in for a hug outside the front of the building where they film. "so happy to see you again!" i reciprocate the hug. i follow him upstairs and we make it to the studio. the past year has been so busy i definitely haven't made as much of an effort to spend time with andrew as i should have. i walk in and am greeted by a very excited max. i have met max a handful of times but he's always been so supportive of my music and is essentially my biggest fan. "the album has been ON REPEAT!" he says excitedly. i say hello to their producer, callum too and he briefs us on what we should talk about and then the cameras start rolling.

"i'm max balegde" max starts "and i'm george clarke" andrew says, sat in george's seat making me laugh. they then introduce me and i walk on to the set and andrew moves seats. "i don't think anyone would even notice george isn't here" max shrugs. "and today we are joined by arguably my favourite musician to ever exist, madison scott!" max cheers and claps and i laugh nervously. "even above little mix?" i question. "well... you're toeing a thin line" he adds.

we continue the intro for a while and max explains where george is and what he's been up to himself this week. "i wonder if anyone knows that me and andrew went to university together" i say. "yeah i wonder" andrew replies. "we literally lived together for 2 years" i laugh. "i know that's crazy to me. like when andrew mentioned he knew you i was in shock. what do you mean my andrew is friends with THE madison scott!" max says.

"anyways, we HAVE to talk about the album" max continues. "he has literally had it on repeat since midnight yesterday" andrew laughs. "it's just so good" max says. "thank you, that's so kind. yeah i mean it's called 'never saw it comin' i think that covers a lot of aspects of my life. like we literally left uni, i uploaded the song that i wrote for my dissertation to tiktok and suddenly it had 10 million views. and then my boyfriend dumped me, didn't see that one coming for sure" i say and andrew interrupts me, "hate to say it, but thank god because he was an asshole" "yeah you're not wrong, there is a few songs about him on this album but a lot of it is just about the growing pains of kind of growing up but also throwing the spanner of so called fame into the mix" i explain. "so i have to ask, will there be a tour?" max says, clapping his hands with excitement. "if so, i WILL be front row!" he adds on the end. "well hopefully! it's all in talks at the moment, i need to pick a support act actually" i say. "i know someone that would be perfect" max explains. "who?" i ask looking at him inquisitively. "i'll tell you after the podcast, i don't want to ruin the surprise for people because i really think it could happen" max explains and we do the rest of the podcast solving dilemmas and me and andrew recapping funny stories from our uni experience.

"great episode guys! thanks for coming, madison" producer callum smiles to me. "so who's this support act you're thinking of?" i turn to max. "arthur hill! he's so good" max says. "oh yeah, that would be so good" andrew agrees. "arthur hill" i say to myself. "i feel like i've heard the name" i say, almost questioning. "we've had him on the podcast" callum says, from behind us. "yeah, he's george's friend" max continues. "ahh okay, i'll have a look and put his name forward to the team. most people we've spoke to are unavailable for the dates we've chosen" i shrug. "we're actually going out to freedom (the club) with arthur and some of george's friends tonight. you should come! celebrate your album and meet arthur" max suggests and i hesitate for a moment but end agreeing. i guess we're going out...

i make it back to my flat and abigail, my best friend and flatmate is sat on the sofa. "we're going out out tonight" i say, dropping my bag on the kitchen counter. "i'm listening" she turns around with a big smile on her face. "andrew and max invited me out with some of their friends. they want me to meet arthur hill, say he could be a good support act?" i say, almost questioning the last part. "plusss, we get to celebrate your album!" abi says, excitedly. "something like that" i laugh. "okay great, do you know what time?" she asks me. "pres at the boys flat at 9" i tell her before getting up to go shower.

as usual, we get ready together in my room. abigail was on her phone, "shall i look at arthur's instagram and see who his friends are" abi says. i roll my eyes, "we'll literally meet them in like an hour" i laugh, now curling my hair. "ooo, he was at a football event earlier today with 3 guys" abigail explains and my social anxiety kicks in and i do kind of want to see who we could be potentially meeting. "chris, another arthur and george" she reads out the instagram tags. "the one in the middle is cute" abigail says. "abigail! you can't be going for my work colleague's friends" i joke. "colleague?" she laughs. "well i could be working with him" i shrug, laughing.

i was finally ready to go and we were heading over to the boy's flat for pres as they lived near the club. i was slightly nervous but we took some cans with us for the tube to give us some liquid confidence. we met andrew and max at the tube station and walked to the boy's flat together.

max calls george and he comes downstairs to meet us and i suddenly question if the boys even know if we're coming. "hello guys, come on up" george says, holding the door open for all of us and i smile thank you. "congrats on the album by the way" he says to me as i walk past him holding the door, catching me completely off guard, i almost look around as if someone else had released an album this week. "oh, thank you" i laugh nervously.

we make it upstairs and there's 3 other boys waiting for us to appear. "no way THE madison scott is in my kitchen!" the boy i recognised to be arthur hill says in a mock accent as we arrive. i laugh, "where?" i say looking behind me, making him laugh also and he walks over and hugs me. "lovely to meet you" he says and i introduce him to abigail. the other two get up to hug us. "hi, i'm arthur, the other one" he laughs and hugs me. "madison, nice to meet you" i say, also laughing. "hi, i'm chris" he hugs me.

"what's everyone drinking?" arthur h asks us all. "we bought some vodka and mixers" i say pointing to abigail's bag. "we all know you're all gonna be drinking beer, lads lads lads" max says making everyone laugh and he was right all 4 boys had cans of beer in their hands.

"so you're all content creators?" i ask the boys, trying to make conversation. "yeah, been doing it for years now" chris says, sipping his drink. "i don't know if you'd have seen them, they're football videos" he laughs. "yeah i don't think i've ever watched a football video to be honest" i laugh. "i think i've seen one of your videos" i say, pointing to arthur tv. "oh wow, really?" he smiles, shocked. " oh yeah, we watched a 90 day fiance recap thing" abigail points to me. "no way" george laughs. "yeah, we love the show!" i laugh and arthur raises his hand for a high five and i hit it. "i just make shit content really" george shrugs. "back yourself" i say to him. "or are you literally shitting in the content?" i ask, making everyone laugh. "yes, that's exactly what i do!" george agrees. "i mean i would like to call myself a singer but i have to create content to promote it" arthur sighs. "yeah felt you on that one" i agree with him. i don't know if he's heard anything about me potentially bringing him on tour yet so i decide not to mention it as i want to see if i get on with him but to be completely honest it was going well so far.

the drinks and conversation were flowing and it was finally time to head to the club. "so we'll get a couple ubers, if that's okay" arthur h says and i agree and book an uber for me, abigail, max and andrew and the boys do it for themselves. they both pull up at the same time and we hop in the cars and make our way to the club.

we get out the cars and make our way inside, thankfully the boys had contacted the club beforehand and we got guest list entry so we could just go straight in. we make our way over to the bar and suddenly there's about 4 people that ask me for photos, i of course take them and thank the people for coming over and george turns to me. "someone's popular" he smirks. "oh shut up, mr guestlist" i joke to him. "we don't like to wait with the peasants" he jokes and my mouth forms an O at his comment but i continue laughing. "the fames got to you" i say and we're interrupted by arthur h, "everyone good with jägerbombs?" he asks and we all agree.

we do the shots and head over to the dance floor. i spent most of the evening dancing with abigail and max and andrew but i could feel myself sobering up so i told everyone i was going to head to the bar. "wait did you say bar?" george says to me. "yeah, i need another drink" i say. "okay i'm coming, i do too" i nod and he follows behinds me.

we make it to the bar and there's a long queue, typical. "what you getting?" george asks me. "not sure, whatever will get me more drunk" i laugh. "probably double vodka coke or something" i shrug. "yeah i'm thinking similar" he says. "so, you listened to my album?" i smirk to george. "hmm, no i heard it's pretty shite" he shrugs. "wow, that's rude" i say, pretending to clutch my chest. "at least i don't post videos of myself shitting on the internet" i continue. "that's not what i do!" he says, laughing. "well you never told me what you actually do" i say but then we're interrupted as george was next to be served. "hi, can i get 2 double vodka cokes?" he says and i just assume he's ordering 2 for himself as he did seem pretty sober. but once he's done, he hands one to me. "what? you didn't have to buy me one!" i say, smiling. "take it as a peace offering for calling your music shite" he says, as i take the cup and i look up and smile at him. "thank you" i say and we walk back to the group. as we walk back, my song, 'good 4 u' starts playing.

"oh noooo" i say, putting my head in my hand knowing everyone is probably looking at me. i decide i need some dutch courage so down the drink that's in my hands and feel the rush go straight to my head. i look up and abigail and max grab one of my hands each and put my arms up in the air. i look up and all the boys are singing along, even george whose been too sober to sing pretty much a single word the whole night. "GOOD FOR YOUUU" we all scream the last words of the chorus and i almost forget it's my own song and just dance and sing along. as the song finishes, i look over to george and lean forward towards him, "thought my music was shite" i joke and he just shrugs, making me shake my head jokingly. we all keep dancing and after two more round of shots, i'm pretty drunk. "to madison for releasing the second best album of the year, following mine" arthur says as we all raise our shots in the air, laughing.

it was currently 1:40am and i assumed everyone would want to stay until the end so after the shots, we head back to the dancefloor. i had noticed abigail and chris had been getting close all night, so i left them to it. "you've seen them two talking all night too right?" i turn to arthur hill and he agrees, "i thought it was just me. i wouldn't worry too much, chris has shit rizz" arthur says, making me laugh.

"we're just going to the smoking area" abigail comes over and says to me, walking off with chris and i raise my eyebrows, she doesn't smoke. "okay" i laugh and she just smiles, definitely drunk but i let her do her thing. "where are they going?" george leans over and asks me. "to the smoking area?" i almost question. "chris doesn't smoke" george laughs. "neither does abigail!" i almost yell. "how the hell has chris managed to speak to a girl?" arthur tv says and everyone laughs. "to be honest, it would be more shocking if it was george!" arthur hill jokes and george just shrugs, unphased by the joke.

we carried on dancing a bit longer, me, andrew and max getting way too into every song. arthur h matched our energy but the other arthur and george watched on and laughed at us. i finally started to get tired and wanted to go home. "are chris and abigail still outside?" i ask the boys and they nod. "i want to leave, can one of you come with me to get them?" i say, not knowing how to approach chris but knowing i can convince abigail to leave. "let's go find the small man" george says and follows behind me to the smoking area.

we make it to the area and it's pretty much empty and they were not there. "chris is probably here, you just can't see him" george says, looking down at the floor. "shush, that's mean" i lightly slap george's shoulder, whilst laughing. "you still laughed" he points at my face. "i don't think they're here. for god sake" i say, sitting on the bench behind me as my legs hurt and all the booths were taken inside. "should we head back inside?" george asks. "my legs hurt, i might just sit for a second. you can go back in" i say. "to be honest, dancing isn't really my thing anyways. i'll sit" he says, sitting next to me. "what do you come to the club for then? pulling girls?" i say. "ahh yes, big ladies man, me. whopping success rate of 0" he says in a mock accent. "no way i believe that. you've definitely pulled at least 2 girls... in your lifetime" i say trying to be generous. "well, who knows" he shrugs and i roll my eyes. there's a gust of wind and it causes shivers across my whole body. "fucking hell, how is it still cold in spring" i say and george turns to me and sees my arms crossed, rubbing to make heat. "do you want my jacket?" george asks. i look up at him, "and you say you've never pulled a girl whilst you're pulling moves like that" i laugh. "it's just called being a good person" he says, taking the jacket off. "are you sure?" i ask "just take it" he says and hands it to me. i put it on and it's definitely oversized but it makes me much warmer than i was minutes ago. "are you not cold?" i ask. "honestly, no i was actually quite warm. i am just naturally a warm person. that's in temperature and looks" he smirks. "i knew the cockiness was in you somewhere" i say. "what does that mean?" he laughs. "well earlier, when you said your videos were shit. i know deep down you don't think that. i reckon you back yourself" i explain. "i mean, yeah i'm slightly confident in myself i guess" he shrugs. "be confident, it's attractive. girls will flock to you" i shrug. "did you just call me attractive?" he turns to face me. "what? no i did not!" i laugh.

"there you two are! abigail and chris came back, let's go!" andrew says, ushering us back to the club. we hug goodbye to the boys and the four of us taxi back to the tube station. we say goodbye to max and andrew and head back to our flat. me and abigail were both pretty much falling asleep on the tube but thankfully make it back to our apartment.

andrew text me to ask if we made it back,

i had never met george before, so i felt more comfortable talking about the album knowing andrew would be there as it was so personal to me.

andrew text me to ask if we made it back,

did you guys make it back okay? x

almost fell asleep on the tube but made it back, all good x

thank you for tonight, we had so much fun!

no worries, i'm so glad you came we need to do it more often!

1000%

i turn my phone off, put a glass of water next to abi's bed as she was a lot more drunk than me and decide to make a quick instagram post before heading to sleep.

i head to bed and wake up the next day and the comments are going crazy about me and george...

#george clarkey #george clarkey y/n #george clarkey x reader #george clarke #arthurhill #arthur hill y/n #arthurtv #chrismd

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crescencestudio · 7 months ago

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๋࣭⭑ Devlog #45 | 12.02.24 ๋࣭⭑

well, this is more like a half devlog if i'm being honest

Hi everyone! Man, it's been a while since we last talked, huh? Somehow my last devlog to you all was end of August, and now we're all the way in December. It's crazy to know I was in my cave for that long LMFALSIDJF

I don't usually do devlogs starting the last two months of the year---usually because I end up getting busy, and with it being the holidays, I just give myself the devlog off as my one little "holiday treat."

This year, it's a bit different since I haven't given you all a devlog in quite a while. I have exciting and boring news to share with you all this month! First off for exciting news, as I'm sure you've all heard....

I'M A DOCTOR!!!!!!

That's RIGHT. The step away from Alaris was everything I needed to be able to crunch my dissertation and graduate this semester. To say it was painful would be a complete understatement. For context, people usually spend about 1 year writing and defending their dissertation. Since I last spoke to you all, I ended up analyzing, writing, and defending my entire dissertation in the span of about 2-3 months. Basically every moment that I existed as a living being was spent working on my dissertation (if I wasn't working), and even a month after I defended I'm in disbelief that I was able to pull it off.

But here I stand before you all, finally free from the confines of academia after a grueling 4 years.

I have worked on Alaris the entire time I've been in PhD school, and so there's literally no one here who knows me outside of being a PhD student. So it's crazy to enter a new chapter of game dev where I no longer have to balance work, PhD school, and Alaris. And instead, I can be a normal person that just balances work and game dev.

That being said...

I know I had told you all I would be back in the Alaris grind in November since that would be around the time when my defense would be. And while I've literally tried my damnedest to get back on the game dev horse, it's been a Fckn Struggle, everyone.

I don't think I realized how hard I was working myself until this past month rolled around and I entered recovery mode. Admittedly, I actually think I was working myself harder when I was balancing Alaris with work and PhD stuff than when I was crunching a 1 year dissertation project into 2 months. And this might not be a new revelation to some people---even earlier this year, I remember getting comments of like "wow, you're working so fast/hard!" "omg how are you getting all this done?" "you need to be nicer to yourself, i don't think you realize how much work you actually do" etc. etc.

But I think because I enjoy game dev so much, I didn't see it as working myself hard. Now, though, after getting some clarity and seeing how much that was affecting my physically, I really want to make it a point to take care of myself better and not push myself too hard (life is too short and healthcare is too expensive LMALSDF).

So, while this isn't me saying Alaris is going on hiatus or anything scary like that, I do hope you all can extend a bit more of your patience and understanding at least until the end of this year for me to get back into the swing of things. I have genuinely been thinking about Alaris a lot---the script and scenes I want to write, CGs I want to draw, etc. But I just haven't had the physical energy to do it.

I'm hoping writing this devlog will help me get back into the swing of things this month. But I do want to be transparent that the holiday season tends to get busy for me, so I don't want to make promises of working on Alaris at any kind of full capacity.

Luckily, a lot of Alaris is done. If you all remember, the only route that needs to be written at this point is Aisa's. And half of the routes have been programmed! While Etza and Kuna'a's routes do need to be cleaned up and edited, a lot of the foundational work, which is most time-consuming for me is done. So I do still hope to get Alaris to you all (at least the Central routes) in early 2025!

Thank you all as always for being patient and understanding. As I get back on the Alaris horse, I also hope to get back into answering your messages <3 Hope you all are staying warm and having a restful holiday season.

#alaris #devlog

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portraitofalinkonfyre · 3 months ago

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Dick-less and Afraid: a Deep-Dive into BOTW Game Mechanics and Long-Term Liquid Exposure on the Physiological Characteristics of Hylians

So. We're doing this again. If this is your first experience on my blog, allow me to direct you to the original dick-canon post, but feel free to raw-dog this essay if that's more your style! Without further ado, I present: Why Wild Shouldn't Have A Penis–With Pictures!

But first, a word from our sponsor, short blue man:

Now that that's taken care of: in the previous post, I analyzed the length, girth, and physical appearance of Wild (BOTW Link)'s penis–which I can confidently say is likely 5.6 inches, average thickness, and contains a slight glow-factor that shall not be named–with only the shortest of nods to the crux of this dissertation: Wild's penis and how the hell it survived a century underwater, assuming it's even attached to his pelvis at this point.

But before that, there are several factors that must be considered before the long-awaited dick analysis. Namely, how did Wild even survive at all? It's obvious that he did, considering his game is named "Breath of the Wild" and not "Breath of the Corpse", and there's no external indication that he's dead--or some type of dick-less ghost--so the fact that he is well and alive is strongly established in the BOTW franchise. With that out of the way, he can move on to the specifics of his death-defying nap, particularly in the Shrine of Resurrection itself. For those who need a refresher, the Shrine of Resurrection is where Link (Wild) awakes at the beginning of the game, dressed in only a pair of navy underwear, and is gifted his trusty Sheikah Slate before being unleashed upon the wilds of Hyrule.

However, from a physiological standpoint, this should not be possible. According to my two-hour Google research session at 3am, it takes approximately one to three weeks to die from being submerged in freshwater, assuming the water is:

a) sterile; which lowers risk of infection that can hasten the dying process

b) at a livable temperature; which typically falls between 77°F and 82°F*, assuming Hylian's have the same body requirements as humans

c) equipped with some sort of waste filtration system; everyone poops, and I can't imagine what the shrine would have looked like without anything to clean that up

Even with this generous criteria, there is no possible way Wild, who shares a very similar physiological make-up with humans, could have survived in the Shrine of Resurrection for an entire century, regardless of whether the liquid is fresh or salt water. But, obviously, he did, so there must be an explanation past video-game-logic-handwave-bullshit, which is exactly why I offer you the concept of sheikah-engineered hydroelectroshock therapy.

To start, I am in no way, shape, or form, an engineer or health professional, but this is a dissertation about a fictional character's (nonexistent) dick, so I think we're awarded a bit of plausible deniability on the topic alone. With that out of the way, let's begin dissecting the mouthful that is 'sheikah-engineered hydroelectroshock therapy'. For those who aren't familiar with the term 'electroshock therapy', it's a form of psychiatric therapy that involves using electricity to trigger small seizures in the patient's brain to treat severe mental illnesses, such as bipolar disorder or schizophrenia, but there have been cases of it being applied in a more physical sense as well. One of these instances is catatonia, which is described as a condition in which the patient "is [in] a state in which [they are] awake but does not seem to respond to other people and their environment". While this may not directly describe Wild's state upon being placed in the Shrine of Resurrection, it would make sense that, due to dying, his mind would be suspended in a similar state while the Shrine repaired his wounds, which gives sufficient grounds for the use of electricity as a mode of preservation.

But how? How was this treatment administered? How was it maintained? How in Hylia was it successful?

Wonder no longer, because there is an explanation. If we're assuming that the Sheikah clan somehow created a pseudo electroshock apparatus within the Shrine to keep Wild alive until he was healed, we must first delve into the specifics of the Shrine itself, particularly the 'bath' he wakes up in and the fact that it is filled with water, which is an excellent conductor. However, let's take it a step further and assume that the water has a high salt content, which would make it especially suited for hydro-electroshock therapy. The Skeikah, knowledgeable as they are, are likely aware of this fact, and it's no surprise that they would fully take advantage of it for the continued prosperity of both Hyrule and the Royal Family.

This, combined with the obvious technical prowess of the Sheikah Clan, means that the Shrine of Res-erection was likely engineered specifically for this purpose, which would explain the very electrically-forward design and, obviously, the fact that it did its job and worked. Hooray.

But, before we move on to dissect the horny section of this dissertation: how would water electroshock therapy work? Is there a criterion any such machine must meet to keep a hylian heart beating? The answer? Absolutely! As I pray most of you know, while the heart is a considerably strong organ, it is not immune to the dangers of electricity, especially when water enters the equation. Google estimates that it takes a minimum of 50 volts for a shock to be considered lethal, though this is not necessarily determined by voltage alone, as the length and rigor of the electrical current also play a large role in determining the severity of a shock. And, because I know some of you are wondering: 'fyre, why are you talking about a medieval AED device when you could be talking about penises??', I promise, you're going to want to hear this. While we're on the topic, AEDs typically administer between 200 and 1,000 volts to the heart, which forces the SA (sinoatrial; controls the upper heart's ability to contract via electrical signals) node to reset and, by association, the heart itself to resume a normal rhythm. Despite this, a mere 50 volts can prove fatal to the average, healthy human, meaning the maximum voltage of the Shrine

And what voltage would that be? 30 volts. Over the course of this research, I discovered the ICD (Implantable cardioverter-defibrillator), a device typically placed inside the chest cavity that delivers mild to high shocks to the heart to offset a falling pulse rate. I'm not saying that Wild has any implanted monitors, but I am saying that if anyone found a way to pack an ancient defibrillator and do it sexily, it would be our resident gremlin man.

Now, to the part you've all been waiting for, Wild's dick and why it most certainly didn't survive the encounter. And, before you come (tee hee) in the comments to scream at me for making our Wild Child penis-less, hear me out. According to Google at 2am, continuous saltwater submersion is a terrible idea, particularly because it causes hemolysis, a sister-condition to osmosis in which the patient's red blood cells absorb too much water and subsequently burst. This is not good. Moreover, it can take between several weeks to several years for this condition to prove fatal, but we're going to assume that over one hundred years of exposure would be enough to do the trick. Again, this is not good. Due to a combination of continuous saline water submersion and skin science stolen from my anatomy textbook, I can conclude that, under probable conditions, there is no possible way that Wild's penis survived his time in the Shrine, even if it can be argued that the rest of his body was preserved through mild electroshock engineering. Much like a corrupted JPG file, while the Shrine of Res-erection may have preserved Wild's essential biological systems, certain peripherals... didn't make the cut.

(I know I'm bad)

Despite this insanity, questions remain:

If the Shrine of Res-erection (I promise I'm done) is a modified EKG/electroshock chamber, who's pressing the buttons? This took a significant amount of brainpower to articulate, but I firmly believe that Princess Zelda monitored the feed religiously through her own slate. No further comment, your honor.

How in Hyrule did Wild's boxers survive when not even his penis could hang on? Textiles, my good reader. I hesitate to say cotton, which typically has a variable survivability of 90 days (27% material lost under aquatic-degradation test), and polyester( 13% degradation in 90 days), which leaves me no choice but to humbly suggest oilcloth, a type of oil-soaked cotton known for water repellency.

Actual artist's rendition of this dissertation:

"Oh no! It's gone! Where did it go??"

And, of course, I'd be a fool not to include a works cited page for y'all to peruse.

Works Cited

My Brain. 2025.

Google. Alphabet Inc., 17 Mar. 2025, 2:00 a.m.

My Poor Anatomy Textbook. Endless pages of sin. Accessed daily under Tumblr and academic duress, 2025.

*(As a competitive swimmer, the pools I swim in typically have a temperature between 78°F and 80°F, which is purposefully on the colder side because it prevents overheating while racing and can actually encourage your body to respond better to stimuli.)

#lu wild #i couldn't help myself #the dick-ertation continues AGAIN #fyre's dick-canons #linked universe #botw #please don't judge me #god I can't imagine how many watchlists I'm on now

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mulders-too-large-shirt · 1 month ago

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my favorite scully moments from s7

her friendship with amina ngebe in the first 2 episodes of the season - the honesty between them; talking both science and faith as they translated alien language together; their badass coordinated attack on barnes and the ensuing escape

(and bonus points for her friendship with that machete that she kept at her side at all times!!)

praying with albert in episode 2- waking up on her floor the next morning after begging long hours into the night (and eventually learning that he was never really there because he had already passed away… divine messengers really love to visit scully)

saving mulder when he was locked in the basement with a bunch of zombies in episode 4, coming in with her gun blazing and her excellent aim

scully feeling bad for the teenager tony who got roped into the murder case in episode 5, then gently explaining to mulder that teenagers changing is like, their whole thing

saying “hot off the presses!” as she pins up and analyzes x rays and scans... lmaooo. nerd!

when they’re underground in episode 6, bickering about how that guy could have survived falling wayyy down there, she says “so... we’re looking for wile e. coyote?” and then quickly flashes her light into mulder’s eyes with a smile (and he giggles) (she was feeling silly) (and she is ALWAYS going to compare something to a cartoon, trust!)

she was DONE with that case: “so, here’s the plan as i see it: we inform the chicago field office about weems, leaving it to them to secure his testimony, you change your clothes, we fly back to DC by sunset, and all is right with the world” (which i love because 1. she is such a homebody, let her get back to that cute apartment! and 2. despite saying she wants to go home, she is still blatantly hitting on him, which i admire)

introducing herself as dana to the sick child who made his way onto the crime scene (GOD. it kills me when we get a “dana” out of her… when it is on her own terms… it is such a sharp contrast to that episode last season where she’s partnered with that horrible detective, and she tells him to call her “SCULLY”, and that the conversation is OVER… the duality of woman. stop me before i write a dissertation on how she uses her own name)

she gets the kid away from the dead body and tucks him into bed, asking him about his favorite sports (she tells him that she likes baseball!), and she then gets excited about the contraption weems built him :,)

(later in the episode, she sits with the same boy in the hospital while he is dying - until there is a miraculous donor. something about her and those traveling between this life and the next...)

her dedication to staying on the pfaster case in episode 7 despite how it affects her, because she has to do the morally right thing: “mulder, that man does things to people that no one should ever have to think about. it’s not a question of if i should stay. i don’t have a choice” <- GOD, i could write an ESSAY on her need to do the correct thing at all costs, personal suffering be damned, because that is just What She Does and how she operates and the basis of her whole worldview

scully reviewing the camcorder footage in episode 8, finding the angry heckler in the background, and then his DNA on a soda cup… in her detective mode!!!

they’re investigating the snake church guy in episode 9 and they come across a bunch of empty cages… mulder says “don’t worry, they’re empty” and she realizes that is even MORE reason to worry, because if they aren’t in the cages, then where tf are the snakes?! queen of logic

and the way she is very gentle with gracie, who was in such a difficult situation- kicked out of her culty church because she had gotten pregnant, and then her fiance died- scully tries to get her to think for herself, gently questioning her, and riding with her to the hospital

(but there is nothing gentle about the way she demands to know where gracie’s baby is- she had that gun LOADED)

scully making the connection in episode 10 between the very vague clues - the number 74, santa - and realizing it refers to the specific north pole village

the way she was hiding from the cameras at first in episode 12, yelling at them, covering the lens with her hand, kicking the camera guy out of their car… later, she tells all the cameramen hiding in the closet that she hates them, bahahaaaa

despite having earlier said she didn’t want to look like a fool on national TV, she defends mulder’s idea that wetzel was stung by some sort of insect- she starts to say it’s a ridiculous concept, but then sees the cameras in her face and corrects with ��although… it was an understandable conclusion that i’m sure anybody would have made” and he SMILESSSSS

she was hiding in the back while mulder tried to talk steve and edy through their lover’s spat, looking SO incredibly tired, lmaooooo

when she can’t shake the cameras during the autopsy, she smiles and declares that “the FBI has nothing to hide” (meanwhile, she is trying so hard to not lose it on the assistant who was asking too many questions, and then handles her suddenly dropping dead very well)

when they go to the witchcraft shop in episode 14, the lady shows them a little guy and scully excitedly proclaims “a voodoo doll!”, but the lady shoots her down: “no, they’re called poppets” <- poor thing, she was so excited! she wanted to prove she knew her occult vocab!

managing to shoot peattie despite being temporarily blind… yeah. talk about a sharpshooter. sheesh!

and then her wordless admission that she wonders if perhaps peattie really did have the power to save lives… she really does keep you guessing

coming in with tea for two during their stakeout in episode 16, then lounging about as she insults the suspect’s outfits

once mulder leaves to go on his own case, she calls him repeatedly to whine that she is cold and wants to go home, which escalates to “mulder, when you find me dead, my desiccated corpse propped up, staring lifelessly through the telescope, at drunken frat boys peeing and vomiting into the gutter, just know that my last thoughts were of you… and how i’d like to kill you” <- TELL HIM HOW YOU FEEL!!!

(and when she solves her case, she happily declares that she can shower for 8 or 9 hours and sleep until spring <3)

when she first visits the taoist center and meets colleen in episode 17, she is all stressed out from the waterston situation and nearly hitting someone with her car, so she comes off rude- but she drives back the next day and apologizes, asking to learn more about what they do at the center, because she is fundamentally a kind and curious person 💗💗💗

and colleen makes them both tea- scully explains she is worried about a sick friend and admits to being biased, and colleen recounts her work as a physicist- how nearly dying prompted her to be open about her relationship with her girlfriend, how a healer helped her release shame- and points out that scully may be more open to the unknown than she thinks she is - “it’s just a matter of what you do with it” (GOD)

following the woman she nearly hit with her car until she finds herself in a temple, sitting before the buddha and experiencing a vision- and then bringing a healer to waterston, opening herself to extreme possibilities

and when waterston wakes up and makes more of his signature nasty comments, asking what will happen between them, she tells him how she spoke with his daughter and it is time “you took responsibility for the hurt you caused in your family”... when he tries his “you’re all i live for” manipulation tactic, she replies “maybe the reason you’re alive right now is to make up for that”

(GOD, the strength in that statement… after how he hurt her… i need to shake something up and down)

they are investigating mystery bugs in north carolina in episode 18, so she calls up an entomologist she happens to know in the area (i want to know the backstory on how they know each other and who else she knows in random academic positions SO badly!) (and scully looks so beautiful as she asks if this bug could be weird because of transgeomics)

refusing to let the surgeon cut mulder open because she knows it will kill him and instead deciding to wait- and then realizing that a high level of nicotine will save his life… medical doctor <3

(and when he has withdrawals, she refuses to let him light the cigarettes he bought)

in episode 19, she reveals her knowledge of tricks forgers use to make papers look old AND that she can read ancient greek!! how cool!!!

telling mulder the story of sister spooky from catholic school (and later he calls her that over the phone <3)

chatting with mulder on his couch as he watches plan 9 from outer space for the 42nd time: “maybe true faith is a form of insanity” “are you directing that at me?” “no! i’m directing it at myself. and at ed wood” <- oh my gosh... and this coming fresh off the heels of all things and her own wrestling with belief… god. i just LOVE it.

later, she tries to ease mulder’s worries about who will tell the stories of the dead: “i think the dead are beyond caring what people think about them. hopefully we can adopt the same attitude” (and she laughs!!)

having so much fun piecing together a theory from mulder’s clues in episode 20- when she gets it right, she yells “YES!” and claps her hands (later, she decides to play internet detective and pieces together the truth about lulu and betty’s father, which killed meeee)

when she walks into their office in episode 21, she sees someone is sitting at their desk, and so she points and mouths “who is that?”, which i thought was SO endearing

and then when she sees the guy’s scars from having a mouth carved into him, she gasps- but then really quickly plays it cool with a “nice to meet you”, because she is polite!!! dammit, not even a lack of mouth can stop her from trying to be polite!!!

(later, she launches into medical reasons to try and explain the man’s mouth-less condition, even if they are all quite implausible)

when the agents knock on the door, leslie starts explaining that this isn’t their boat, it belongs to someone who pays the taxes, to which she replies “oooookay”, lmaooo

and when they go investigate the storage unit, she is surprised by how nice and expensive the furniture inside is. i NEED to see her queen out over interior design!!!

she is SOOOOO excited to discover an invisible corpse- smiling and laughing; refusing to leave it; taking a million pictures; talking about how important it will be for science while she is covered in that yellow powder... and then when she has to finally depart from the body, she tells it goodbye (!!!)

when she hears the genie might be… well, a genie, she asks if she was a witness to 500 years of human history, because she is a nerd

then she declares that the genie is free to go- it isn’t like they can arrest her for anything!

she asks the genie to give her and mulder a minute to talk in private, and she takes her sweet time to move along, so scully whips around and asks “like, today?” <- bahahaaa

but then she explains her theory to him that their whole lives are about making the world a better place, and it isn’t something that should be circumnavigated with a wish, because she is wise

when they return to oregon in episode 22, she has a big smile on her face as she recalls mulder painting the x on the ground where they first lost time <3

and last but certainly not least, her conversation in the hospital with skinner- how she tells him he already knows when he can’t get out the words that mulder is gone; she is so confident they will find him because they have to…

and then she calls skinner back before he can leave, tears still in her eyes, asking him to keep it to himself- she can’t explain it or believe it- but she’s pregnant. and she smiles.

#last scene killed me. i am dead. typing from the grave.#so many great moments here......#dana scully #txf #the x files

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