Did the palette challenge for my most played hero! I opted for my vs. AI hours as opposed to my quick play hours because I had a better selection tbh, and also I play more AI than live matches anyway so it seemed more fair.
It was my Christmas wish to see Mulder & Scully’s house in the snow. Snow is actually quite rare in this part of Canada, so chalk this one up to a holiday miracle!
I hope these photos conjure visions of Mulder & Scully snuggling next to the fire. And you know Mulder chopped their Christmas tree down right from their own damn lot, that he looked sexy af swinging that axe! 😏
Sending these pics along with a big thank you for everyone that makes this fandom great. I’m so glad to be a part of this awesome community of Philes on Tumblr. All my best wishes for a fantastic holiday season!
Happy Holidays, Tumblr! xo Mel (& Mulder & Scully)
remembers their hands, fitting so perfectly like the two pieces of a
puzzle; and the way their movements were synchronized and fluid –
years of experience making them work like mirrors, knowing exactly
the step the other one would take next. He remembers the hushed
whispers and silent chuckles they shared, he is still able to imagine
his smile, the wrinkles around his eyes and the way his whole face
lit up; the pride he felt being the one who had made him laugh. He
remembers warmth; silence surrounding them for hours, just being next
to each other, breaths intermingling and hands in each other’s
hair, tugging at soft curls and teeth grazing his nose as a
punishment for his teasing. He remembers him blushing, first the tip
of his ears, then his cheeks and nose; how he grumbled and dragged
down his beanie, too flustered to respond normally, so endearing.
hurt to remember. He missed it, longed for how content they were next
to each other, with each other. The moments Gabriel would stare at
him lovingly and carefree got rarer with every day that passed, the
moments Gabriel would gaze at him with sadness and regret and maybe
even guilt happened more often and Jack was afraid of what that
meant. Gabriel was what kept him together even before Overwatch;
without him, Jack was sure, he would have never been able to survive
what life had thrown at them. And if it was just because they saved
each other’s asses several times.
“You okay, mi sol?” Jack
never heard him coming but sensed his presence. The smile tugging at
the corners of his mouth was his usual reaction to the endearment
Gabriel gave him. “I’m fine. Just, you know, thinking”, he
replied, his words muffled by the scarf around his neck. His presence
got closer. Jack sighed when Gabriel wrapped one arm around his
shoulders instead he leaned into him and closed his eyes, relaxing,
while warm breath fanned over his head. Gabriel didn’t ask and Jack
was thankful for that; having to explain would shatter this moment
and Jack just wanted to stay like this forever, to save it, to put it
into a jar and reliving it whenever he felt the need to. He learned
to cherish just being with Gabe.
“How was your mission?”,
Jack asked, finally breaching the silence. Gabriel didn’t tense and
he knew the answer before the other man even opened his
mouth. “Everything went according to plan.” Jack hummed and
snuggled even closer. The night was freezing but he felt as if he was
in a warm cocoon that saved him from the cold reality. Gabriel moved,
his grip tightening, pressing a soft kiss on Jack’s forehead – it
was just the faintest brush of lips but it still had Jack sighing
contently. It would start snowing soon, he could feel it in his
bones; he wondered if their relationship would change again, like the
seasons did. He wished for it.
“You think, it’s going to be a
harsh winter?” Gabriel sighed and released him shortly to light
himself a cigarette; his grip wasn’t as tight as before. He frowned
and blew out a cloud of smoke before answering. “Not sure”, he
mumbled, shrugging, and glancing at Jack before looking up to the
dark sky. Enough of an answer. Jack hugged himself, eyes downcast;
sad smile hidden behind his scarf. Maybe it was for the best? He
couldn’t say, it just hurt. “If it is I hope for spring to
bring a change”, he murmured to himself although he was sure that
Gabriel still heard him. If
it is I hope we’ll be able to save us.
Jack shook his head, banishing the thought, right now he should
concentrate on the warmth they shared and how perfectly their bodies
fit together – nothing else. “Hopefully spring won’t be
late.” Jack froze. Another cloud of smoke danced in the air,
curling and twirling; carried away by a cold breeze. Gabe let his
cigarette fall and stamped it out with his foot. “It won’t”,
he stated and met Gabriel’s eyes, eyebrows drawn together. Jack
grabbed the front of Gabriel’s coat and dragged him in for a kiss;
their lips were cold but warmed up instantly, noses bumping against
each other. When Gabriel cradled his face in his hands and tugged him
even closer, Jack couldn’t suppress a sigh. Calloused fingertips
pressing against his cheeks and jaw, the bitter taste of desperation
on his tongue but need as sweet as sugar on his lips. Maybe they were
falling apart and maybe nothing would stop it but Jack wouldn’t
give up trying. How
we were and how we are may be different, but I’m not letting our
started to snow that night.
___ Hope y’all have a great week! I did oneshots for every prompt and to most of them some doodles because i wanted to practice digital art and this week seemed perfect for it. :3 (this doodle is so messy have mercy lmao)
Animation is ao much better than live action tbh????? There’s so much more you can do with it???????? There’s so much more creativity?????????? Why does live action get all the love I don’t understand???????????
Omg?!!! whoever controlled the camera for Monsta X’s performances did really well. For the first time mubank cameraman wasn’t all over the place. It’s been a while since I’ve seen really good camera work.