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Bare Ruin'd Choirs by Secret Squirrels (PG)
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crack_van! I'm Rynne, and I'll be your X-Files driver for March. I've got a somewhat diverse group of recs for you--a bunch of casefiles, some romance, some friendship fic. I mostly focus on Mulder and Scully, but a few other characters will sneak in, too. But for my first rec, here's a fic that never fails to make me melt.
Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website: none
Why this must be read: Because this is one of the most loving fics I've ever read. It's set in an alternate universe that takes place post-Existence, where Colonization has come and gone, and now humanity is left to pick up the pieces. It's a story of hope and renewal, set around one event--Mulder and Scully's wedding.
It's a collaboration, and told in an unusual style: there's a third-person frame story, written by one author, while interspersed in the frame are the stories of other such characters as Bill Scully, Frohike, Father McCue, and more. Through each of these characters, you get a sense of how they've weathered Colonization, as well as how they see Mulder and Scully, the love the two of them share, and the hope for the future that their wedding brings. And too, the wedding vows are absolutely gorgeous.
This is a story about romance, yes, but more than that, it's a story about love, and it's beautiful.
It has a sequel, Love Among the Ruins. The story of their honeymoon, written in similar style, also a wonderful read. Be sure to check it out if you're over the age of consent in your area.
Dinner was relaxed and friendly. I felt comfortable, at home, with them. I'd brought an old bottle of wine I'd kept hidden, and Mulder produced a set of crystal goblets that had belonged to his mother. After dinner we played with Will -- who, unfortunately, has taken to calling me "Unca Wally" -- until his bedtime. Then the grownups adjourned to the living room for coffee, and I began to feel uneasy with them for the first time in a very long while. I was pretty sure they hadn't asked me to dinner for old times' sake, so I decided to take the bull by the horns. "Any particular reason you two asked me over tonight?"
They shared a look, and I could swear that an entire conversation took place within that look. Then they joined hands and turned back to me.
"Walter," Mulder said, "we want to ask you something."
"Something we'd like you to do for us," she added.
I said nothing, just looked at them as I did a thousand times when they were my agents reporting to me. They shared another quick glance, Mulder nodded to her, and she took a deep breath.
"We want you to walk me down the aisle at the wedding."
Nothing -- not Mulder's crazy theories, not Scully's eventual belief in them, not my own experiences -- could've prepared me for that. I looked from her to him and back again, almost too surprised for words.
Finally I stammered out, "I think it might be more appropriate for one of your brothers to give you away..."
Scully laughed quietly. "Well, first of all, that isn't exactly what the job is." I frowned, confused. "We don't feel that anyone needs to 'give' me to Mulder."
"We've belonged to each other for a very long time," he added, so softly it seemed he was speaking only to her. She heard him, acknowledged him with a tiny squeeze of her hand, then went on.
Bare Ruin'd Choirs
crack_van! I'm Rynne, and I'll be your X-Files driver for March. I've got a somewhat diverse group of recs for you--a bunch of casefiles, some romance, some friendship fic. I mostly focus on Mulder and Scully, but a few other characters will sneak in, too. But for my first rec, here's a fic that never fails to make me melt.Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website: none
Why this must be read: Because this is one of the most loving fics I've ever read. It's set in an alternate universe that takes place post-Existence, where Colonization has come and gone, and now humanity is left to pick up the pieces. It's a story of hope and renewal, set around one event--Mulder and Scully's wedding.
It's a collaboration, and told in an unusual style: there's a third-person frame story, written by one author, while interspersed in the frame are the stories of other such characters as Bill Scully, Frohike, Father McCue, and more. Through each of these characters, you get a sense of how they've weathered Colonization, as well as how they see Mulder and Scully, the love the two of them share, and the hope for the future that their wedding brings. And too, the wedding vows are absolutely gorgeous.
This is a story about romance, yes, but more than that, it's a story about love, and it's beautiful.
It has a sequel, Love Among the Ruins. The story of their honeymoon, written in similar style, also a wonderful read. Be sure to check it out if you're over the age of consent in your area.
Dinner was relaxed and friendly. I felt comfortable, at home, with them. I'd brought an old bottle of wine I'd kept hidden, and Mulder produced a set of crystal goblets that had belonged to his mother. After dinner we played with Will -- who, unfortunately, has taken to calling me "Unca Wally" -- until his bedtime. Then the grownups adjourned to the living room for coffee, and I began to feel uneasy with them for the first time in a very long while. I was pretty sure they hadn't asked me to dinner for old times' sake, so I decided to take the bull by the horns. "Any particular reason you two asked me over tonight?"
They shared a look, and I could swear that an entire conversation took place within that look. Then they joined hands and turned back to me.
"Walter," Mulder said, "we want to ask you something."
"Something we'd like you to do for us," she added.
I said nothing, just looked at them as I did a thousand times when they were my agents reporting to me. They shared another quick glance, Mulder nodded to her, and she took a deep breath.
"We want you to walk me down the aisle at the wedding."
Nothing -- not Mulder's crazy theories, not Scully's eventual belief in them, not my own experiences -- could've prepared me for that. I looked from her to him and back again, almost too surprised for words.
Finally I stammered out, "I think it might be more appropriate for one of your brothers to give you away..."
Scully laughed quietly. "Well, first of all, that isn't exactly what the job is." I frowned, confused. "We don't feel that anyone needs to 'give' me to Mulder."
"We've belonged to each other for a very long time," he added, so softly it seemed he was speaking only to her. She heard him, acknowledged him with a tiny squeeze of her hand, then went on.
Bare Ruin'd Choirs