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Roommates: Part One

Originally posted by tomshollandss

Summary: Reader is a ghost that lives in Tom Holland apartment and Tom doesn’t believe in ghosts. Or does he? Let’s play with a Ouija board like all stupid 21 year olds do and find out. 

Warning: Rape mentions, swearing, death, spooky shit, dont play with ouija boards (especially while drunk)

Words: 2k

Special thank you to @axolotlnerd for betareading this for me. <3

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Harry Houdini vs. the Ghost Whisperers,

Today it’s not uncommon for popular magicians to devote their time debunking woo peddlers and bullshit artists like psychics, faith healers, quack doctors, and others selling fakery in order to make a quick and easy buck.  Some examples that easily come to mind are magicians such as Penn and Teller and or course James “The Amazing” Randi.  The tradition of magicians debunking con artists goes back to the legendary Harry Houdini, who in the 1920′s made it a personal crusade to shut down spiritualists who claimed to be able to communicate with the dead.

In the late 19th and early 20th century spiritualism was reaching the height of its popularity.  Spiritualists claimed that they could communicate with the dead, often through a ritual called a seance. People would sit around a table in a dark room with a medium, and during the seance odd events would happen. The table would move without any noticeable force acting on it, weird sounds would be emitted from the walls, sometimes strange lights and apparitions would appear, or people could feels phantom objects brushing up against them. The medium would then convey a message from a dead loved one, and with all the paranormal things that occurred a client, who often paid a large sum of money, was left doubtless that the whole event was legit. As a result, spiritualist mediums became superstars of the day, and thousands of people believed that they were the real deal.

Harry Houdini despised mediums, recognizing their fraudulent methods as mere tricks and carny trash. Houdini himself once dabbled in spiritualism, but quit when he found using trickery to take money from grieving people extremely distasteful.  Houdini was also a grieving man who had a close relationship with his mother who passed away in 1913. It angered him to no end that such flim flammers, con artists, and frauds were preying upon innocent people who just wanted to talk to their loved ones again. Thus, in the 1920′s Houdini set out on a personal crusade to expose the mediums as humbuggery. 

Thus in the 1920′s Houdini cut back on his magic and escape acts and being hosting special shows where he would expose mediums. He did this by offering a cash prize if any medium could prove that their claims were true.. Often the medium would come on stage in front of an audience, demonstrating his or her powers and creating wondrous supernatural feats.  Houdini would then come on stage and replicate those feats with equal of even better quality, then reveal how they were done. It was through this method that Houdini was able to debunks dozens of popular spiritualist mediums, as well as other tricksters like Jaquin Argamasilla, a Spanish man who claimed he could see the numbers on dice through a box with his “X-ray eyes”.

Unfortunately Houdini’s crusade against the mediums cost him one of his best friends, author Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, who was a passionate believer in spiritualism. Doyle believed that Houdini was a genuine medium who was using his powers to eliminate his competition. 

Today in celebration of Houdini’s crusade, magicians often hold mock seances in honor of Houdini.  Houdini’s offering of cash prizes would also become inspiration for James Randi’s “Million Dollar Challenge”, which is offered to anyone who has paranormal or supernatural claims. No one has every successfully claimed the prize.

Danvers State Hospital

In the 1800′s, there were no government agencies to deal with citizens who suffered from mental health disorders. Those who’s families could afford it were sent to be “rehabilitated” by private contractors, who had no qualms with putting patients in cages, sexually and physically abusing patients, and even sometimes killing them.

This lead to the opening of the Danvers State Hospital  in 1875, which was meant to be a kinder and safer place for psychiatric patients to recover. The property that the hospital was built on the property of notorious Salem Witch Trials judge, John Hathorne (great-great grandfather of Nathanial Hawthorne). Hathorne was notorious for his vicious punishments of those believed to be witches. His reputation was so horrid that when embarking on his literary career, Nathaniel Hawthorne added the “w” to his last name to distance himself from the terrible legacy of his great-great grandfather.

The hospital was meant to house 450 patients in state-of-the-art rooms with large windows so that they could enjoy sunlight and fresh air, which psychologists of the time thought aided in their recovery. By the 1920′s, however, the hospital was severely overcrowded. There were upwards of 2,300 patients with only 9 caretakers on duty at times. It was not uncommon for patients to die and not be discovered for days at a time.

This lead the hospital workers to resort to harsh methods of subduing patients to they could care for the obscene amount that crowded the so called “Castle On The Hill”. Straightjackets and shock therapies were considered mild treatments for the day and were readily used at Danvers. When the lobotomy was introduced in the 1940′s it also became a tool used by the doctors at Danvers. In fact, Danvers State Hospital became instrumental in the perfection of the technique through experimentation on patients.

In the early 2000′s, long after the hospital closed its doors, a company bought the decaying rubble of a building with the goal of making it into apartment buildings. Two buildings were torn down and the apartments rose. Not long after people moved into the buildings, strange things started happening. People reported hearing footsteps coming from parts of the building that were uninhabited. Full-bodied apparitions have been seen on many occasions and the Rhode Island Paranormal Research Group has claimed to have studied the building in 1977, but for some mysterious reason refuses to release their findings.

The hospital is so notorious in the paranormal community that author H.P. Lovecraft modeled the Arkham Sanitarium in his short story The Thing on the Doorstep after it (and yes, Arkham Asylum in Batman is based on Arkham Sanitarium).


HISTORY MEME → [7/7] couples: Ed & Lorraine Warren

Edward Warren Miney (September 7, 1926 – August 23, 2006) and Lorraine Rita Warren (born January 31, 1927)  were a married Roman Catholic couple who were highly controversial American paranormal investigators and authors associated with prominent cases of hauntings. Edward was a World War II United States Navy veteran and former police officer who became a self-taught and self-professed demonologist, author, and lecturer. Lorraine professes to be clairvoyant and a light trance medium who worked closely with her husband.

In 1952, the Warrens founded the New England Society for Psychic Research, the oldest ghost hunting group in New England. They authored numerous books about the paranormal and about their private investigations into various reports of paranormal activity. They claimed to have investigated over 10,000 cases during their career. The Warrens were among the very first investigators in the controversial Amityville haunting. According to the Warrens, the N.E.S.P.R. utilizes a variety of individuals, including medical doctors, researchers, police officers, nurses, college students, and members of the clergy in its investigations.

Stories of ghost hauntings popularized by the Warrens have been adapted as, or have indirectly inspired, dozens of films, television series and documentaries, including 17 films in the Amityville Horror series alone. Other adaptations include the 2013 movie The Conjuring, its prequel/spinoff from 2014, Annabelle, and its sequel, The Conjuring 2, released in 2016.

Title: “The Spooky Truth with Dr. Jones,” (2/3) | 1 • 2 • 3

Summary: Emma Swan is a podcaster looking for a semi-interesting story. Dr. Killian Jones is a paranormal investigator who doesn’t believe in the paranormal. Emma Swan absolutely does not want to write this story—but it seems to be writing itself. A CS Black Tapes AU.

Notes: This was supposed to be a one-shot. And then it was two chapters. And now it’s three. I rather viscerally hate myself, but I hope you enjoy this chapter. I’d like to thank and/or notify a # of awesome people who helped with this or would like to be kept… abreast: @seastarved @zengoalie @ofshipsandswans @abbadons-little-witch @the-reason-to-sail-home @businesscasualprincess​ @swanandapirate @piratesails. Also on Ao3.

+ And that’s how it starts. To David’s immense happiness, the podcast becomes incredibly popular in just the first few episodes. They manage to get some spooky, soft folk music for the opening theme music, a couple of advertisers, and soon enough, she’s no longer doing a series on “odd jobs.” Instead, it’s a full-blown podcast about debunking claims of paranormal phenomena. And getting the infamous Dr. Killian Jones to admit he was wrong. Maybe. A little bit.

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I’ve been trying to make a custom Anti plague in Plague Inc. Evolved...

…and I could have sworn at some point that I would be able to make my own news headlines. So I made a fuckton. And now I can’t seem to be able to add them in. So. At the insistence of @darling-bucky I’m posting them here instead.

- Robins an “unusual but growing” cause of computer malfunctions

- German surgeon will not be fired after botching procedure on world leader

- “Bro Average” TV star finally reunited with family

- “Miracle” child of same-sex couple murdered, suspect still at large

- Youtube “not a real job”, says Youtuber

- Child sliced in half during bike ride with father, father “very pleased”

- Speed “not always key”, admits professional Segway stuntman after impalement

- Sean Sensual Steen’s newest record now best-selling album of all time

- Potato supply skyrockets around world

- Paranormal investigators confirm claims of screams and laughter coming from walls of Irish apartment

- Sepsism to surpass Pewdieism in popularity by 2025

- Florida woman arrested for having “inappropriate relations” with front lawn, drugs not involved

- World-famous survival hunter has “moved on to bigger and better things”

- Kindergartener raises nearly $100K for charity, falls five cents short of goal

- Flamingo shorts a “must-have” for this summer’s fashion

- Mall shopper drop-kicked out window during argument over TV

- Missing “pantsless” family now declared legally deceased

- Growing cult require members to sever legs of new recruits, claim “you don’t need them”

- 4′2″-tall California man continues to insist he is 5′10″

- Ingesting antiseptics a growing method of suicide amongst teens and young adults, says WHO

- Everyone has an evil alter ego, new branch of psychology suggests

- Owner of Jackatron Land refuses to change inappropriate coaster name despite complaints

- Famine strikes village famous for “seizure tree”, incompetence of mayor blamed

- “Billy” and “Betty” now Anglosphere’s most popular names


- Swedish man transforms into fidget spinner

- Woman breaks record for most consecutive days without Pringles

- Petition to rename Earth “Bossatronia” created

- Multiple human eyeballs mysteriously found in septic tank, owner “has no idea how they got there”

- Reproduction-themed joke podcast gains traction to surprise of creators

- Drummer of Raised to the Ground leaves to use restroom mid-concert

- “Demon thing eating me alive” says popular Internet personality

- Secret identity of red-spandex-clad superhero revealed - “It’s exactly who everyone thought it was”

Family Convinced ‘Possessed’ Blue-Eyed Doll Wanders Round The House And Scratches Their Children As They Sleep.

The Nunez family, who were featured on Peruvian television, say the troublemaking toy named Sarita inexplicably moves around the house and causes bizarre paranormal activity.

They claim to see strange lights and weird noises, including scratching, in their home in the city of El Callao, Peru.

The innocent doll, whose reign of terror started seven years ago, moves around the house when the family are asleep, says concerned mum-of-three Ivonne.

Sarita, who social media users have dubbed the ‘Peruvian Annabelle’ after the Hollywood horror movie, also makes “praying” noises without anyone touching her.

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Hotel Ozona (Ozona, Texas)

ADDRESS: 701 9th St, Ozona, Texas 76943

COORDINATES: 30.711803, -101.201940

Hotel Ozona was built in the early 1920s in a small Texas town. Many believe the hotel was abandoned during the 1940s or 1950s, but there are no records to prove this. 

One paranormal investigation team claims that one of their members had gone into the hotel to take some photographs. He arrived at his home later without clothes and with blood dripping from his nose. He claimed there were “black eyed children” running around, and later he was declared mentally insane. This diagnosis was strange for his peers because he had no issues with mental health before, and no known mental health issues running in his family. 


Kirlian Photography: Revealing Nature’s Electrical Aura 

Kirlian photography is the term used to describe the techniques used to capture the phenomenon of electrical coronal discharges. It is named after Semyon Kirlian, a Russian electrical engineer, and his wife Valentina, who in 1939 discovered that if an object on a photographic plate is connected to a high-voltage source, an image is produced on the photographic plate. They developed Kirlian photography after observing a patient in Krasnodar hospital who was receiving medical treatment from a high-frequency electrical generator. When the electrodes were brought near the patient’s skin, they noticed a glow similar to that of a Neon Discharge Tube. Afterwards, the Kirlians conducted experiments in which photographic film was placed on top of a conducting plate, and another conductor was attached to the a hand, a leaf or other plant material. The conductors were energized by a high frequency high voltage power source, producing photographic images typically showing a silhouette of the object surrounded by an aura of light. Though the Kirlians reported the results of their experiments in 1958, their work remained virtually unknown until 1970, when two Americans, Lynn Schroeder and Sheila Ostrander published a book, Psychic Discoveries Behind the Iron Curtain. While Kirlian photography has been the subject of mainstream scientific research, it has largely been co-opted by promoters of pseudoscience, parapsychology, and paranormal health claims. In many ways, the technique has effected greater mass influence because of these associations, and speaks to the ways “energy-culture” enters popular thought. 

Nicole and Fantasy Prone Personality (Disorder*)

*Some people think it’s a disorder, some don’t, so parentheses it is. True statements are bolded. Text is copied from Wikipedia. I didn’t copy everything over because large unrelated chunks are unrelated.

A fantasy prone person is reported to spend a large portion of his or her time fantasizing, have vividly intense fantasies, have paranormal experiences [only once], and have intense religious experiences. The fantasies may include dissociation and sexual fantasies. People with FPP are reported to spend over half of their time awake fantasizing or daydreaming and will often confuse or mix their fantasies with their real memories. They also report out-of-body experiences.

paracosm is an extremely detailed and structured fantasy world often created by extreme or compulsive fantasizers.

These characteristics are:

  • excellent hypnotic subject (most but not all fantasizers) [unknown, i’m scared of being hypnotized]
  • having imaginary friends in childhood
  • fantasizing often as child
  • having an actual fantasy identity [multiple]
  • experiencing imagined sensations as real
  • having vivid sensory perceptions
  • reputed paranormal experiences (claiming psychic powers, encountering apparitions, reliving past experiences, having out-of-body experiences, communicating with higher intelligences or spirits, claiming to be abducted by aliens)
  • mystical experiences
  • believe they have powers for spiritual healing or faith healing
  • hypnogogic hallucinations (waking dreams)
  • receiving sexual satisfaction without physical stimulation.

Fantasizers have had a large exposure to fantasy during early childhood. This over-exposure to childhood fantasy has at least three important causes:

  1. Parents or carers who provided a very structured and imaginative mental or play environment during childhood. People with fantasy prone personalities are more likely to have had parents, or close family members that made their inanimate toys as children seem real. They also encourage the child who believes they have imaginary companions, read fairytales all through childhood and re-enact the things they have read. People who, at a young age, were involved in creative fantasy activities like piano, ballet, and drawing are more likely to obtain a fantasy prone personality. Acting is also a way for children to identify as different people and characters which can make the child prone to fantasy-like dreams as they grow up. This can cause the person to grow up thinking they have experienced certain things and they can visualize a certain occurrence from the training they obtained while being involved in plays.
    People have reported that they believed their dolls and stuffed animals were living creatures and that their parents encouraged them to indulge in their fantasies and daydreams. For example, one subject in Barrett’s study said her parents’ formula response to her requests for expensive toys was, “You could take this (household object) and with a little imagination, it would look just like (an expensive gift).”
  2. Exposure to abuse, physical or sexual, such that fantasizing provides a coping or escape mechanism.
  3. Exposure to severe loneliness and isolation, such that fantasizing provides a coping or escape mechanism from the boredom.

Openness to experience is one of the domains that are used to describe human personality in the Five Factor Model.

Absorption is a disposition or personality trait in which a person becomes absorbed in his or her mental imagery, particularly fantasy.

Dissociation is a psychological process involving alterations in personal identity or sense of self.

Maladaptive daydreaming. A 2011 study reports on 90 excessive, compulsive or maladaptive fantasizers who engaged in extensive periods of highly-structured immersive imaginative experiences. They often reported distress stemming from three factors: difficulty in controlling their fantasies that seemed overwhelming; concern that the fantasies interfered in their personal relationships; and intense shame and exhaustive efforts to keep this “abnormal” behaviour hidden from others.

Government Agents Are Killing The World’s Top UFO Researchers, Conspiracy Fans Claim

Two recent deaths of UFO researchers have reignited a conspiracy theory that government agents - or Men in Black - are killing UFO and paranormal researchers.

The conspiracy theory has continued for decades, with some believers claiming that hundreds of researchers have been assassinated over the decades.

Some even believe that JFK was killed by government agents - to stop him revealing the truth about aliens.

The two latest victims are UFO researcher Gaurav Tiwari, found dead in India under supposedly ‘mysterious circumstances’ - although authorities are treating it as suicide.

Max Spiers, a paranormal researcher who claimed to have been part of a secret government ‘supersoldier’ programme, died in Poland this month.

The cause of death has not been confirmed - but YouTube commenters are already convinced it’s murder.

Many conspiracy fans are convinced that world governments systematically kill off UFO researchers - to hide the truth.

Expolotics blog said, ‘I have never met Max, I have met other courageous whistleblowers, one man who was connected with the elite rulers, he told me the ultimate compliment from the Illuminati is when you are killed, it shows you are doing good work and are a great threat to them and their agenda.’

Nigel Watson author of the UFO Investigations Manual says:As long ago as1971, researcher Otto Binder claimed that at least 137 UFO investigators had died under mysterious circumstances during the 1960s.

‘According to UFO conspiracy theory, the CIA killed President Kennedy because he wanted to share UFO secrets with the Soviet Union. In addition, Marilyn Monroe was allegedly murdered because she was speaking too freely about UFOs. The night before her death she had spoken to the TV celebrity columnist Dorothy Kilgallen about the Roswell saucer crash of 1947. Kilgallen subsequently died under mysterious circumstances on 8 November 1965.

‘This shows how these various deaths can be woven together to support the idea that the truth about UFOs and alien visitations is being suppressed and discredited.

Hatley Castle Haunting

Hatley Castle was built on Vancouver Island, off Canada’s West Coast, by the Scottish Coal Baron Robert Dunsmuir. He was a famous but controversial figure in his day, known for his swift-handed approach to decisions concerning the use of land.

The castle, which now forms part of the campus of Royal Roads University, has begun to fall prey to a series of unexplained events, which send chills down the spine of those who venture too close. Terrified observers have reported seeing a white figure drifting around the windows, and they’ve also made reference to hearing the clash of pots and pans.

It is rumored that the maid of Robert Dunsmuir—rejected by her lover—leapt from the window and died. SPIRITS, a charity dedicated to investigating the paranormal, claims that one of its staff members actually saw a female figure clothed in white slipping through the castle corridors. Unfortunately, few sources have less credibility in such cases than a charity dedicated to investigating the paranormal. Source: Listverse

Some Good Creepy Movies on Netflix Instant

One of my hobbies is exhausting the horror/paranormal Netflix Instant titles, so I thought I’d make a list of several I liked. (I think Blair Witch Project just got added recently. I didn’t include it here but I’m pretty sure everyone has seen it - kind of a classic.)

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maybe it’s because I marathoned ghost adventures today but 10/10 would read a bondverse ghost hunter au because just imagine:

  • James and Alec are paranormal investigators and claim that they’re never scared of ghosts and are always so chill and professional but actually get super excited and freak out every time they catch an EVP or an anomaly on camera
  • Q is their cameraboy audiovisual technician and equipment manager who comes up with new devices that track electromagnetic fields and frequencies and temperature and light spectrums and all that fun stuff
  • James and Alec running into an investigation all macho tough guy and Q trailing behind them shaking his head but also grinning because they’re idiots but they’re adorable idiots
  • Alec always does dumb stuff, like climbing into caves off the path or going into unfinished basements with loose wires or traipsing in dilapidated buildings with unstable floors because what if there’s activity there! It needs to be documented!!
  • Because of this, whenever there’s a particularly creepy or notoriously demonic area at the location they’re investigating, James and Q team up to bully Alec into solo investigating that area
  • All three of them always trying to startle and spook each other, like when Alec creeps up behind James during an investigation and yelling “boo!” or when Q makes the lights flicker while Alec and James are investigating or when James pretends to be possessed, only to tackle Q and start tickling him (but they’re very good about being clear about their contaminations afterwards, though, in order to differentiate from real evidence)
  • Q actually has psychic and spiritual tendencies but hates them and does his best to suppress him because they can’t be explained scientifically, which is so frustrating so he doesn’t tell Alec or James. But then something happens during an investigation when a very strong spirit overtakes Q and he loses control, getting extremely emotional and fainting from the impact. James and Alec are worried to hell but are like wtf why didn’t you tell us you can talk to dead people, that’s such a great asset. But Q explains that it caused so much trouble growing up and it scares him so he continues to suppress and ignore it
  • However, because Q is so spiritually affected, he starts carrying holy water and sage and a whole kit of spiritual cleansers and relics but keeps it a secret and refuses to acknowledge their power until James actually get possessed during an investigation and he has to whip out the kit to emergency exorcise him
  • One time, they’re investigating some type of abandoned building and there’s movement and stuff falling off a shelf in another room so they all run over there, adrenaline pumping, but it turns out to be a stray cat. James is about to call animal services but Q gets all pouty because animal services are shady and he wants to save the poor thing, so they have to postpone the investigation until Q gets the cat checked up at the vet and settled into a pet hotel 
  • Sometimes they bring home attachments and have horrible night terrors and experiences at home so they’ll show up at each others’ flats in the middle of the night and they’ll help each other cleanse and then just lay in bed and hold each other for reassurance
9 Creepy Paranormal Photos That People Claim Are Real. I Dare You to Look and Decide for Yourself...

It seems like more and more people are claiming to have captured spirits from the other side while casually snapping photographs.

I once took a picture with a group of family members, and once I checked the photo, I noticed a tiny orb floating in the air right above our heads. For those of you that don’t know, the presence of an orb usually signifies the presence of a ghost. But many say it can be dust particles in the air as well, either way still spoopy!

 Continue and take a peak, if you dare:

1. Figure in the Mirror

While photographing furniture, an entity was caught headed up the stairs.

2. Sinister Seance Spirit

During a seance in 1933, a photographer snapped a photo and caught this demon. It is said that those who attended the seance died or committed suicide, including the medium who was found with her eyes gouged out.

3. My Darling Wife

This man lost his wife years before this picture was taken. He noticed that she had not, in fact, left his side after all.

4. Ghostly Girl

A man snapped this photo while visiting a haunted mansion in Wexford, Ireland. He believes he has captured the spirit named “Anne,” a girl who was locked away once strange demonic possessions starting happening to her.

5. Hospital’s Haunted Hallway

A security camera showed footage of a ghostly girl roaming the hallway.

6. There’s Someone Behind You

This woman was vacationing in England. After she had this photo taken of her, she noticed a mysterious entity behind her.

7. Victorian Ghost

This ghost seen donning Victorian garb is seen wandering near a home in Barnsley, Yorkshire in England.

8. Plus One

In 1994, this group of teens celebrated a sweet sixteen. After developing photos, they noticed a covered girl in the corner. No one has any clue as to who she is.

9. Demon or Actor?

A silent film titled Return to Babylon caught many instances of demons taking over the actors’ features. Apparently, actors’ faces being morphed into a demons was quite common on this set.

Orbs are more than welcome to spend time floating around me if they promise to never suddenly appear in a more aggressive form.

I would probably have a heart attack should I find a ghostly figure eerily wandering behind me in a photograph.

Do you think these photos prove that ghosts exist?

est1990girl  asked:

Fix prompt: a teenaged William asking his parents how they met. ;-))

William sighed.  He had put it off for a few days, but his family history project was due the next morning.  His teachers had ganged up: he had to interview family members about some kind of significant event in their lives (there was a list of suggestions, all boring), and then write a narrative about it, working in both historical objectivity in his questioning techniques and creative writing skills in his narrative.  They’d given it some cutesy name he’d immediately forgotten, but the gist was that he had to talk to his family, not the thing he most wanted to do with his day, as a rule,especially a Saturday morning.  He liked them and all, but sixteen and adopted was an awkward situation.  He had a limited range of family to choose from: his parents, and that was it.  Granted, they were his legitimate biological parents, who had found him by some weird quirk of fate so out of left field that he’d demanded to see DNA results.  But he’d known the moment he saw them.  He had his mother’s hair.  He had his father’s eyes.  

“Mom,” he called as he clattered down the stairs, phone in hand.

“Will,” she responded, and he followed her voice to the kitchen.  She was sitting at the table, typing something, but she smiled when she saw him.  Pop was leaning against the counter, drinking a cup of coffee.  He hadn’t known what to call them at first - they weren’t his Ma and Dad, for sure.  He’d gone with Mulder and Scully for a few weeks, since that was what they called each other (weird, but whatever, he’d seen weirder stuff), but one day they’d just become Mom and Pop and that was that.  They’d seemed startled too, but they’d all gotten used to each other.

“What’s up?” Pop said.

“I’ve got this project for school,” Will said, slouching into a chair.  He’d started to get tall this year, and he wasn’t really used to it yet.  “I have to talk to you about a significant event in your lives and then write about it.”

They gave each other one of those Looks, the kind that was somehow even more mysterious and irritating and knowing than the Looks most adults used.  He kind of liked it, though.  They had seen even weirder stuff than he had.  It was nice to know that they had a plan, or at least some kind of code.  

“Fire away,” Pop said, sitting backwards in a chair, bringing his coffee with him.  Mom closed her laptop and leaned forward on her elbows.

“I have to record it,” Will told them, holding up his phone.  

“We’ve had worse,” Mom murmured, and Pop winked at her.  Will ignored them.  It hadn’t taken more than a couple of days to figure out that his parents expressed their fondness for each other through vague references and loaded glances and Pop looming over Mom and touching her back.  At least they weren’t gross like some people’s parents.  Ma and Dad had been a little gross sometimes.  

“So,” Will said, running his finger up and down the list of significant events, most of which were really stupid and wouldn’t make a good story.  At least a few of them seemed mostly bearable, unlike “where did you go on your first date?”, which he didn’t really want to hear about, given that he had yet to go on a date in his life. Extenuating circumstances, but still. “Um.  How did you guys meet?”

Another Look, another smile, another sip of coffee for Pop.  “You want to tell it or shall I?” he said to Mom, who was gazing at him with soft eyes.  

“March sixth, 1992,” she said in a warm voice.  “I was a green agent barely out of Quantico.  I hadn’t worked an actual case yet, just helped out with autopsied.  And one day they called me up and assigned me a partner.  Fox Mulder.  I was supposed to debunk his work on unexplained cases that he claimed involved paranormal phenomena.”

“My spooky reputation preceded me,” Pop said, with a facetious edge to his voice.

“Yes, it did,” Mom said, sounding amused.  “But I walked right up to your office door anyway, and I knocked firmly.  And you told me there was nobody there but the FBI’s most unwanted.” 

“You came in anyway,” Pop said, grinning at her.

“I did,” she said.  “And I shook your hand.  And you changed my life.”  

“Me and my spiel about aliens among us,” Pop said with a crooked smile.

“Well, there were,” she said.  “Apparently.”

“Still,” Pop told her, “anyone in her right mind would have turned and walked right out of there.”

“Aren’t you lucky that I thought you were cute?” Mom shot back.  

“That wasn’t it,” Pop said with a smile.  “It was the challenge.  Anybody who would rewrite Einstein wouldn’t back down from a challenge.”

“That too,” Mom said.

“You rewrote Einstein?” Will asked.  “Why haven’t I heard about this in science class?”

“My senior thesis discussed Einstein’s Twin Paradox,” Mom said, giving Dad one of those sideways smiles.  “Nothing groundbreaking, really.”

“Don’t listen to her,” Pop said.  “It was brilliant.  I knew I’d met my match before I was halfway through it.  Integrity, inquisitiveness, a sense of humor, a mind as sharp as her scalpel - your mom had it all.  Plus she was a better shot than me.  That’s something you look for in a partner.”

“I knew I’d met mine when you showed me that chemical compound they found in the marks,” Mom said.  “You were so excited about the research it would take to discover what it was.”

“Wow,” Will said, and they both managed to drag their eyes away from each other and look at him.  “I didn’t know science could be completely sappy.”

“It’s amazing what you’ll learn over the next few years, kid,” Pop said, reaching for Mom’s hand.

“Is that good enough for your project?” Mom asked.

“Yeah,” Will said.  “I think I got it.”

“Remember,” Pop said, “it’s pretty much a straight line from that day to you existing, so don’t knock completely brushing off a girl as a great pickup line.”

Mom rolled her eyes.  “Don’t tell him these things.  And it was nothing like a straight line.”  She reached out for Will, who let her take his hand, to his own surprise.  “But it’s part of why you’re here.  And we’re very glad you are.”

“Yeah,” Will said.  “Me too.”

“We love you,” Mom said, letting go, and Pop nodded.  “Feel free to ask us things any time.”

“We’ll tell you everything that isn’t classified,” Pop agreed solemnly.  “And some of the stuff that is.”

“Really?” Will asked.

Mom nodded.  “That’s part of your heritage, Will.”

“Somebody’s got to shine light into the shadows when we’re gone,” Pop added.  

“But we’ll be around for a long time yet,” Mom said, squeezing Pop’s hand.

“Yeah,” Will said.  “Good.”  He tapped his phone to turn off the record function.  “Thanks.”

“Any time,” said Pop.

Undercover 11: Special Session, or: How Mulder Got His Groove Back

“I appreciate it, sir” said the baby-faced bartender as he held up the generous tip Mulder had left and replaced the money with a drink that resembled diluted Alien Bounty Hunter blood. As he watched the kid saunter off, Mulder wondered if he should have worn his loudest tie to this affair. All the nuts roll down to Florida, Mulder thought, including resurrected paranormal investigators and washed-up truth-tellers of the pre-digital age.

Tampa Convention Center completely made sense as the locale for a major cop conference. Who doesn’t love sun, booze, and the chance to give the wife a vacation on the company’s dime? He had definitely heard some agents conspiring about hoarding their per diems earlier, and got momentarily lost in memories of the wasteful spending he and Scully had taken up to disguise the fact that they were, in fact, sharing a room on assignment.

Mulder, in a move totally out of character given his finely crafted brooding-bad-boy-of-the-Feds mystique, and much to his former (former?) partner’s surprise, has accepted an invitation from the Federal Law Enforcement Officers Association to chair a special session at the 2016 FLEOA Conference. The session title? “Policing the Weird: Paranormal Claims in Law Enforcement Practice.” Monster boy, he thought as he read the email from the conference chair two months ago, that’s me. Still, it felt good to be remembered, and even recognized for the - quite frankly - pioneering work he and Scully had been doing for all those years.

Even his therapist encouraged him to go. “It’ll be good for you, Fox,” Thor had said at Mulder’s latest appointment. “We’ve talked about how you need to find ways to reclaim the pride you used to feel, professionally, Plus, I mean, it’s Florida.”

So here he was. A margarita in front of him, salt on his lips, and the telltale post-travel back pain let Mulder know that he wasn’t a recluse in rural Virginia anymore. It was time to be Fox Mulder again, not to waste that agile mind anymore. Until the opportunity came for him and Scully to finally, once and for all, stop those sons of bitches. Her words, not his.

Mulder’s phone buzzed. He read the text from Scully: “See you soon. You’ll be great.”


Sitting in the customary moderator’s seat at the center of a semi-circle of five uncomfortable armchairs, Mulder felt like he was moonlighting as a radio show host. It was uncomfortable, having to perform the role of an authority. He straightened his tie and cleared his throat.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let’s get started. I’m your moderator, Special Agent Fox Mulder from FBI headquarters. Today, we have several decorated federal officers with us who in one way or another have encountered claims of the paranormal in the course of their work.” In turn, he introduced the panelists.

DEA agent Sharese Mbala, a small woman in a well-cut pinstripe suit who in their introduction had told Mulder she headed the Atlanta division, spoke first. “Good afternoon, everybody. Agent Mulder, can I say that I was very happy to see you and Dr. Scully back at the Bureau. Finally I have someone to call for advice when things get… weird.”

“Thank you, Agent Mbala,” Mulder said, a little stunned. “It’s good to be back. So let’s turn to our question. Best practices in law enforcement: how do we deal with the cases that make little sense, and yet, need to be solved.”

Mbala nodded. “In our investigations, as you can imagine, DEA agents frequently encounter abnormal behavior, both in the individuals and groups we investigate, and in the… lore surrounding drug trafficking.”

“Like bath salts,” added Customs and Border Protection agent Carter Chase, whose bright pink tie ended an inch or so too far above his belt buckle. If this was a new trend among the young, hip Fed set or what, Mulder didn’t know. “I’m sure y’all locals remember the ‘cannibal werewolf of Miami.’”

“Filed right next to my personal favorite, ‘The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati’,” a crisp voice to Mulder’s left said. He turned his head to look at Scully, who wore an expression of amused tenderness.

“It also ate Gary, Indiana,” Scully seriously explained, “giving us jurisdiction.”

“And of course, Chessie the Chesapeake Bay monster,” Mulder joked, all the while smiling at Scully. “But back to more serious matters. The war on drugs.”

Agent Mbala smirked. “Ah, yes, bath salts. Director Bryson’s assessment of the bath salts situation, in hindsight, is, and I quote: ‘Don’t even get me bleeping started.’”

The crowd erupted in laughter.

“Of course I need to stress that she has never said anything remotely similar about the great state of Florida.”

Mbala, judging by the ripple of chuckles that echoed through the rows of cops, was a big hit and had an excellent career ahead of her. Mulder was glad. He remembered the boys’ club in every single meeting he had ever attended in the first iteration of his Bureau career. He remembered Scully discreetly raising the height of her seat at conference tables, shaking her head. She had fought hard.

Now, here among hundreds of strangers, he caught Scully’s eye briefly, love and a deep camaraderie washing over him. He felt like he was home.

“So let me ask you, Agent Mbala,” Mulder said, shuffling his notes, “what are some concrete challenges surrounding the paranormal the DEA is facing?”

“Besides the fact that none of it makes any sense?” Mbala chuckled. “When I see reports on my desk that… where I get deja vu and think ‘I’ve seen this horror movie before!’, I often wish we had a best practices guide to help us process the information in an organized and replicable fashion. As it stands now, I might as well just toss these cases into a box and forget all about them.”

Mulder nodded. Next to him, Scully raised her eyebrow and spoke in her most commanding voice. “Agent Mbala raises an excellent point about replicability. A scalable system for categorization is long overdue. Take it from me: don’t just file everything under X.”

Mulder couldn’t help but let laughter roll over him. “I couldn’t agree more, Dr. Scully. So, Agent Chase, I know you’re also a data analyst for the CBP. Can you speak to any ideas to address the issues Agent Mbala is raising?”

“Sure can,” Chase started, and Mulder lost himself in the back and forth of the discussion.


Mulder felt Scully’s amused gaze hit the back of his head long before he turned and saw her saunter up behind him at the bar. That look she was giving him, her crows’ feet barely visible after a good night’s sleep, a gauzy sleeveless shell revealed as she’d taken off her all-season blazer. She was ethereal. And he was a little buzzed on the Florida sun, his partner’s effervescently good mood, and actual, honest-to-god intellectual stimulation.

“You were a great moderator, Mulder,” she said fondly, “and that was a lot of fun.”

He pointed at the jacket under her arm, and motioned for the bartender to bring them two margaritas. “Playing hooky?” he asked her.

“Are you asking or suggesting?”

“You know what I’m about, Scully. When have I ever not cut class?”

Scully squeezed his waist and hopped up on a stool with an adorable scramble that delighted Mulder even after all these years, though of course he’d never let her know.

She took a sip of her drink and leaned into him, conspiratorial, beckoning with her fine index finger until his ear was nearly to her lips.

“Do you remember?” she said, very low. Mulder moved slightly to look into her eyes, confused.

Scully mouthed, dramatically, “Mothmen,” and Mulder choked on his mouthful of margarita. Scully’s laughter rang in his ears as he coughed, and her little hand patting his back made up for a humiliating death by inhalation of tequila at the decrepit age of 55.

His cheeks burned even as he calmed down and turned her around to face him. The whole day had been playful and Scully didn’t appear to want to stop, and also – of course he remembered. Florida. That day she’d tried, like a normal person celebrating the return of her life and energy, to let him know what she wanted from him. And he’d only jumped up and run to look for mothmen.

“You know,” Scully said, tender voice like cotton candy to his ears, “when you came to my room the other week in Oregon, I very briefly wondered if you were gonna maybe… make it up to me for that night with the goddamn mothmen. New beginnings and all.”

Mulder sighed and shook his head. “And all you got was a monster rant.”

“That’s okay,” she said, “I was serious, that is how I like my Mulder. But just so you know…”

“Yeah?” Mulder breathed, not sure what it was exactly he was hoping she’d say next.

“Just so you know I also really, really like wine and cheese.”

Scully demonstratively slurped her drink, squeezed Mulder’s hips quickly, and hopped down off her stool, briskly disappearing beyond the glass doors and into the sunny lobby, where she pressed a button on the elevator and looked over at Mulder, cocking her head.

It was now or never.

“Bartender!” Mulder half-yelled urgently. “Can you order up a cheese plate and a bottle of… I don’t know, something good! Room 477! Put it on my tab!”

Even with a click in his hip and a bum Achilles’ tendon, Mulder had never run up stairs faster.