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Hi there, would you or anyone know where to find an archive of enigmaticdr ’s fics?
No, sorry. X-Files fics by enigmaticdr are hard to find now that they're deleted from tumblr and AO3. There are some still hanging around in tumblr reblogs and at random archives, like two archived I Want to Believe stories: Resilience and Everything and Nothing at Once, which I recced here.
If anybody knows of an archive of enigmaticdr's fics, please let us know!
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Hi
we’re furries now
Buttercup, cherry
Buttercup 🌸:What’s a snack you can’t live without? Uhhh gillian anderson probably just plain salted crisps or chilli crisps... or chilli chocolate.
Cherry 🌸:What is your favourite type of weather? Sunny and warm but not too warm... 20 degrees celsius.
thank uu
send me a term of endearment
8, 15, 18!!:)
8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom? whenever i travel to english speaking places i usually get confused for italian bc the accent sounds kinda similar; also it makes sense being that my heritage is all italian lol
15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get? “se armo la gorda” “sacate la gorra” “sos un faso”
18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language? i guess you could say my dialect is “porteño”, which is from buenos aires (argentina’s capital)
"warm" and(or) "eyes"
There is actually a sentence that has both of these words. :DÂ
“Thebeam attracts Hannibal’s eyes, as intended, and he smiles, his gaze soft and warm.”
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enigmaticdr replied to your post “Sometimes I just look at my body of work and think, I will never write...”
Your stories are truly wonderful. The number of times I have retreated into Visitor/Resident looking for closure (and finding it), and other shorter pieces of yours, have helped me get through some tough times. They're beautifully constructed, and always perfectly in character and it's so easy to get lost in them. So even if you don't think they're spooky and haunting, they definitely leave a trace on my mind and an impact on my life. I aspire to write like you! And be as nice a person, too!
Thank you! I’m delighted to hear that you find some truth in the stories I write. I guess I’m still just searching for the masterpiece. That’s what keeps people creating, I suppose, the next story they need to tell. But if I could trade my fluff to write like Penumbra or @teethnbone or @thegrotesckque or @scienceandmysticism, I would.
It’s funny, because in real life, I’m considered pretty sarcastic, but hey, reverse the trend and be nicer on the internet, right?
Say we have something that fits a prompt perfectly but it's a chapter that's part of a larger story - are we allowed to use it as a contribution to the challenge or do you prefer just isolated fics for this? (Probably the latter, but I figured I'd ask anyways).
No, you can use chapters as well. Any contribution is welcomed! The point of the challenge is more bedannibal in any form. :)
She wakes up with him tossing and turning restlessly beside her.
She wakes up with him tossing and turning restlessly beside her.Â
“Did you take your inoculation?” she asks, feeling his forehead with the back of her hand.Â
“Yes, Mom. God,” he huffs indignantly, sounding more like sixteen than eleven before he drifts back off into a fitful sleep.
Sitting up, she meets Mulder’s eyes across the room where he rests in a tattered armchair, shotgun across his lap.
“A few more hours, and then we should get going again before the next airstrike,” he says, his voice low.
Scully nods and tries to remember the last time in nearly thirteen years she felt safe, but comes up empty.
