sometimes i think i need to rejoin fandom culture because my niche interests are not landing in real life
big life update for my followers that have been around since the glee days (and therefore my entire teaching career), i accepted a promotion to lead teacher at my job and it’s actually going well!!
i’m trying to fix my sleep schedule before i go back to work in 2 weeks and on 24 hours of no sleep i’m ready to put every tiny ridiculous headcanon and half formed fic idea into one singular chapter of my wip
the woman is the king, part 8
summary: a throughline of the matriarchal scullys; be they ethereal, sharp-witted, and ill-omened.
part 1: melissa / part 2: dana / part 3: emily / part 4: scully / part 5: samantha (the interlude) / part 6: them / part 7: maggie
part 8: maggie, part 2
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No more than two days in a motel is their first self-imposed rule to protect their identities. After 36 hours at the Leisure Inn, she spreads a map across the bedspread.
Already clocking hundreds of miles trapezing across the Southwest, Scully is tired of the long stretches of desert. Mulder sits behind her, tracing his finger from their current location near Salt Lake City, and up toward the state of Washington. He stops a few inches short of Seattle.
“That’s a little populated, don’t you think?”
When running from the law, an ideal location boasts less than five thousand people. Scully once found the unforthcoming communities of a small town infuriating. She now takes the silence of the populous as an advantage.
“It wouldn’t be Seattle proper,” Mulder amends. “I have a contact in the area with a cabin. I’ve stayed there before.”
An interconnected community of like-minded people, as Mulder would explain, have fed him information for years. He categorizes his contacts as creditable allies. Scully wonders where these people source their information to gain their expertise and resources. She heeds their abilities with caution.
He attractively describes not-Seattle-proper by recounting his memories of a lake view, an impressively restored stone fireplace, and unequivocable privacy. It only takes an hour to map their route and pack their gear into the SUV.
i’m at the point in my summer break where i’ve regained enough of my sparkle to be inspired to write again
to all my remaining glee followers im like seriously rewatching glee for the first time since the show ended and seeing it through an adult lens (and also as an educator) is wild
please explain to me why so many gen z glee tiktokers think honesty is the best artie solo
every school in my area is closed because of a blizzard but my job decided to have us come in then decide two hours later to send us home at noon when the snow was going to be at its worst then change their mind an hour later to “leave when we’re ready” please explain the logic