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Entry tags:
X-Files/QaF, R
Title: Seven Year Itch by Rose Campion
Pairing: Skinner/Mulder
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: You can find her X-Files fanfic at The Basement
Why this must be read: This is one of the first X-Files slash I've ever read. And this made me into a Skinner/Mulder shipper ever since.
Rose Campion spins a post-series tale of how 2 broken men could actually come together and become a loving couple. But as you may guess from the title, it is also about how after so many years, how one could actually lose sight of all the things that made you love each other. And will that relationship be saved or renewed by their love?
I like how she evolved the characters. Skinner is less stoic, gentler and perhaps more loving than what the series had shown him to be. Mulder is still Mulder. Older, a bit broken, but still you see flashes of paranoia and arrogance. There is a brief crossover with QAF; and though I have a bit of a problem with her characterization of Brian Kinney, treat him like he's just another character. Because he is just a plot point that moves the story from crisis point to a sweet, wonderful ending.
This is one of my favorite passages from the fic. It relates how Fox Mulder fell in love with Walter Skinner. I like it because it shows that love doesn't always have to be accompanied by an eye-opening epiphany with full orchestral accompaniment in Dolby Digital Sound. Sometimes, it is quiet and gentle and just appears out of the blue:
By then, they were calling every night, Walter bearing most of the brunt of the ferocious long distance costs. Somewhere about the third month of their phone calls, goodnight had given way to 'take care', but Mulder to this day couldn't remember when 'take care' had given way to 'love you.' It had slipped so naturally into the conversation that one night a year and a half after their calls had started, Mulder had reluctantly let the receiver slip back into the cradle and stared at the phone, knowing what he'd said, knowing he'd meant it, knowing he'd been saying it for a while, but that he couldn't remember when he'd begun, saying it or feeling it. How long had it been? Weeks? Months? When had his world gotten so weird that falling in love with Walter Skinner had felt like the most natural thing in the world?
Go. Read. Now.
Seven Year Itch
Pairing: Skinner/Mulder
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: You can find her X-Files fanfic at The Basement
Why this must be read: This is one of the first X-Files slash I've ever read. And this made me into a Skinner/Mulder shipper ever since.
Rose Campion spins a post-series tale of how 2 broken men could actually come together and become a loving couple. But as you may guess from the title, it is also about how after so many years, how one could actually lose sight of all the things that made you love each other. And will that relationship be saved or renewed by their love?
I like how she evolved the characters. Skinner is less stoic, gentler and perhaps more loving than what the series had shown him to be. Mulder is still Mulder. Older, a bit broken, but still you see flashes of paranoia and arrogance. There is a brief crossover with QAF; and though I have a bit of a problem with her characterization of Brian Kinney, treat him like he's just another character. Because he is just a plot point that moves the story from crisis point to a sweet, wonderful ending.
This is one of my favorite passages from the fic. It relates how Fox Mulder fell in love with Walter Skinner. I like it because it shows that love doesn't always have to be accompanied by an eye-opening epiphany with full orchestral accompaniment in Dolby Digital Sound. Sometimes, it is quiet and gentle and just appears out of the blue:
By then, they were calling every night, Walter bearing most of the brunt of the ferocious long distance costs. Somewhere about the third month of their phone calls, goodnight had given way to 'take care', but Mulder to this day couldn't remember when 'take care' had given way to 'love you.' It had slipped so naturally into the conversation that one night a year and a half after their calls had started, Mulder had reluctantly let the receiver slip back into the cradle and stared at the phone, knowing what he'd said, knowing he'd meant it, knowing he'd been saying it for a while, but that he couldn't remember when he'd begun, saying it or feeling it. How long had it been? Weeks? Months? When had his world gotten so weird that falling in love with Walter Skinner had felt like the most natural thing in the world?
Go. Read. Now.
Seven Year Itch