#ajna-eye-cogitations

[haloud]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Roswell New Mexico (TV 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Max Evans/Liz Ortecho/Kyle Valenti, Arturo Ortecho & Kyle Valenti, Rosa Ortecho & Kyle Valenti Characters: Kyle Valenti, Liz Ortecho, Max Evans, Arturo Ortecho, Rosa Ortecho, Maria DeLuca Additional Tags: everyone else is here too but those are the people with speaking parts, Holidays, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon Summary:

Arturo left quite the impression on young Kyle Valenti the first time he and Liz dated. Now that he's all grown up and dating Liz (and Max) again, the stakes feel even higher. All he wants is to impress Arturo at this year's Crashdown Christmas decorating party--but all he needs is to stop being so hard on himself. Luckily, his loved ones are there to help him out.

An RNM Secret Santa gift for @ajna-eye-cogitations. Merry Christmas!

[dr-lizortecho]

Timeless for @ajna-eye-cogitations

time breaks down your mind and body don't you let it touch your soul- it was like an age-old classic the first time that you saw me

[rnmbigbang]

First, we would just like to congratulate and thank everyone who participated this year in the RNM Big Bang!

Deciding to continue this event, after the previous organizers made the choice to step back, was one of the best decisions we made this past year. To see this fandom still so alive and collaborative - from the way authors sought to share snippets of their WIP to the constant writing sprints to keep everyone motivated thru the hurdles to the amazing group of betas who made miracles happen - camaraderie was the cornerstone of this year's event.

You can find the entire collection of works here in the AO3 Collection, or at the links below:

haunted by the ghost of you by @portraitofemmy / art by @bydayornight

(can't) get back again by @nellie-elizabeth / art by @endeni

fireworks and memory by @morganadw / art by @dr-lizortecho

can't take the sky by @sun-tomato / art by @mythras_fire

storms and fire by @pastelwitchling / art by @infallible-dreamers

(you are) in the earth of me by @r-dtoblack / art by @slynella

through the looking glass by @haloud / art by @primalmusic

one chance in a lifetime (it can't go wrong) by @bloggingbisexually / art by @im-the-punk-who

my haunted heart by @mariakaestner / art by @slynella

how it's (actually) going to be by @ajna-eye-cogitations / art by @freedom-in-darkness

take my hand by @wilddragonflying and @queerpeasantchic / art by @miniastrophysicist

drew the line right through you by @impalachick / art by @endeni

all the stars aligned by @angrycowboy / art by @dr-lizortecho

by his side by @morganadw / art by @miniastrophysicist

Please show your love to these amazing writers and artists by reading and enjoying their work, commenting, leaving kudos, and reblogging!

Once again, thank you to everyone who participated, and we look forward to you joining us again next year! 

- @angrycowboy, @haloud & @im-the-punk-who

[rnm-secret-santa]

Thanks to everyone who participated in 2023’s secret santa exchange! Whether you were part of the exchange or just reblogged and interacted with the works <3 And incase you missed one of these amazing works here’s a list!

The Neon North Star (fic) by @ajna-eye-cogitations for @maeglinthebold

where every wish comes true (fic) by @angrycowboy for @dr-lemurr

Malex Christmas Lights (art) by @bean-me-up for @mander3-swish

(Take Me) Home for Christmas (fic) by @beautifulcheat for @bean-me-up

Capture the Moment While We are Here (fic) by @bloggingbisexually for @jocarthage

it’s been you from the start (fic) by @bydayornight for @jule1122

Rosabel New Year (art) by @dr-lemurr for @primalmusic

the world is ugly (but you are beautiful to me) (fic) by @dr-lizortecho for @greentealycheejelly

Anatsobel superhero au (art) by @endeni for @beautifulcheat

RNM fantasy au (art) by @greentealycheejelly for @endeni

no place like home for the holidays (fic) by @haloud for @ajna-eye-cogitations

Through the Years We Will All Be Together (fic) by @im-the-punk-who for @bydayornight

The Christmas Wish (fic) by @impalachick for @dr-lizortecho

a poem pressed into service as a city (fic) by @jocarthage for @burntotears

But when you place your head between my collar and jaw // I don't know much but there's no weight at all (fic) by @jocarthage for @portraitofemmy

Am I giving enough? (fic) by @jule1122 for @miniastrophysicist

Love Me When I’m Gone (fic) by @maeglinthebold for @angrycowboy

Geminids Holiday Party (fic) by @mander3-swish for @sun-tomato

Best Friend’s Boyfriend’s Cousin (fic) by @meggie-jolly for @bloggingbisexually

This Is Me Trying (video) by @miniastrophysicist for @meggie-jolly

Holiday Hijinks (fic) by @morganadw for @im-the-punk-who

Here With Me (art) by @portraitofemmy for @morganadw

Comfort and Joy (art) by @primalmusic for @impalachick

Would you come home for Christmas? (fic) by @sun-tomato for @haloud

And of course a special thanks to @dr-lemurr and @beautifulcheat for helping to make this event come together! And to @jocarthage and @aydann-runs and all the lively betas and friends that helped get these gifts all wrapped up <3

[pleasantfanartist]

Isobel Evans in Roswell New Mexico 3x11

Inspired by @ajna-eye-cogitations

[nellie-elizabeth]

Writing Patterns

Rules: Share the opening of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to see if there are any patterns!

I was tagged by @ajna-eye-cogitations, thank you!!

[A note that when I picked the last 10 published, I skipped over all my short one-shot collection fics that I've been posting for years now, since those are cases where each chapter is its own individual story. So I just stuck to stuff outside of that!]

where the real road lies

Grief doesn’t feel like anything. Or— well, it feels like a lot of things, but nothing you can pin down. Maybe it’s one of those human experiences that can only be talked about in metaphor. Like, it feels as if my heart’s being ripped out of my chest, or it feels as if someone’s scooped me out, left me hollow, plunged my very soul into darkness. It feels as if, as if, as if.

(can't) get back again

It’s not a decision either of them is actually making. That’s what Michael tells himself when it happens for the first time, that he didn’t decide and Alex didn’t decide and in fact fighting the inevitability of it would only be adding more pain into a world already saturated with suffering.

small town halloween night

Maria gets home before Rosa, on Halloween night. They’d both picked up shifts for their parents, Maria at the bar and Rosa at the diner. It’s not the worst shift Maria’s ever worked, but she can’t help but feel a little melancholy on her drive home. A whole night of watching people her age, people she went to school with, cluster together with their friends, doing cheap shots... A year ago, that had been her. A year ago, dressed up with her skin out, doing shots in her friends’ kitchen, laughing at the movies and getting rice in her hair.

tell me that we belong together

September 2011 Michael always gets a little nostalgic about Roswell right before leaving it behind for a while. School’s starting in just a couple days, and that means saying a temporary goodbye to mornings like this one, lounging in their favorite booth at the Crashdown, the sounds of Arturo making their breakfasts carrying through from the kitchen, jukebox playing some song Michael only recognizes because he’s heard it playing in this very diner countless times over the years. They have their local haunts in Albuquerque by now, but he’ll always be a hometown boy at heart, and for better or worse, this is his hometown.

a work of fine art

Quentin Coldwater has fuzzy arms. It’s one of the first things Eliot notices about him as his volunteer life model settles down on the couch, crossing said arms across his chest in a nervous, nearly defensive move. It’s like he’s trying to fold his body into an origami box so all the outside parts will be on the inside, safe from Eliot’s eyes. But looking at the man in front of him is rather the point, so Eliot looks his fill, careful to catalogue every detail, despite how he can practically feel the waves of energy coming off of Quentin’s body, the frozen full-body cringe as he attempts to deflect the attention. Eliot indulges in it, keeping his face carefully neutral instead of giving in to the smile building up inside of him at the rather lovely display. Squirmy, awkward, cute naked boy, and Eliot gets to stare at him for a full uninterrupted evening. It must be his birthday.

tales from a bookshop

The bookshop has always been something of a sacred space for Crowley. Scratch that— not sacred, certainly not sacred, who the hell said sacred, honestly. And no more is it Hell’s cosmic opposite, profane, it’s only that— well, blast it, it’s only that A.Z. Fell & Co. booksellers has always been an important place for Crowley. Significant. Precious, maybe, though even the taste of such a word makes him want to scream profanities at someone who doesn’t deserve it, just to get the tickle out the back of his throat.

Shelter

The first thing Quentin did most mornings was locate the most excitable, energy-filled dog he could find in the kennels, and take the little terror out for a brisk, damp jog. Damp, because the Seattle air always seemed to be damp no matter the temperature. Brisk, because Quentin was not a jogger and a solid twenty minutes was usually as much as the lucky canine in question was likely to get out of him. He did this because he was usually the first person to arrive at work and he didn’t feel like making awkward chit chat with the night shift people, and also because it seemed a kindness: by the time his bosses Margo and Fen had shown up after their leisurely morning coffee routine, the most excitable of their furry residents had already had some of their energy burned away by Quentin’s efforts.

under the desert sky

Beyond basic necessities, the items Alex brings with him on their trek to the Grand Canyon are a fully stocked iPod, car charger, and a stitch-bound notebook slipped into the front pocket of his backpack. Michael brings his restored Nikon FM 35mm and six rolls of film.

the lengths that i would go to

Summer 2010 It’s early, so early that the sun isn’t up, the air around him still and quiet. Alex is awake, and for a second he doesn’t quite know why. His body is conditioned to wake early each morning, but this is something different. There’s a strange awareness, where paranoia meets familiarity. Alex knows, as consciousness filters into his brain, that there’s someone else in the room with him. He also knows, without having to open his eyes, that there is no threat, because it’s Michael. The bed shifts, and Alex blinks into the dim light, looking down to see Michael crawling up the bed towards him.

it might change my memory

June 2022 It’s Bonnie, of all people, who calms everybody down. Not Isobel with her power to mentally soothe, or Dallas with his preacher training and inviting sensibility. Not Liz with her practical, scientific mindset, or Michael, the one person in this room who theoretically has all the pieces of the puzzle and actually has a chance of knowing what the fuck is going on. It’s Bonnie who cuts through the excited, confused, unintelligible babble and says, quite loudly for such a small woman: “Okay! Seems like we have a situation! Everyone should sit down. I’ll make tea.”

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Wow, okay, this was really interesting to see! It looks like a very common approach for me is "short, catchy sentence" followed by longer paragraph expounding on it. Like -- "Grief doesn’t feel like anything." or "The bookshop has always been something of a sacred space for Crowley." or "Quentin Coldwater has fuzzy arms." This is true across all the fandoms I write in!

It's crazy that only one of these ten examples has any dialogue in it at all, because I tend to think my dialogue skills are really sharp! I should start more stories off with it lol.

Tagging whoever writes and wants to participate! @portraitofemmy, @prettyboysdontlookatexplosions, @awildwickedslip, @spiders-hth-is-an-outlier, @r-dtoblack

[pastelwitchling]

I was tagged by @ajna-eye-cogitations

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

The only thing I've been working on lately is the latest Rearview Town malex au chapter, so...

***

              Michael looked like he wanted to argue, but this time, it was Alex who didn’t know what else to say, and he left the room, and Michael’s pain, behind.

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I don't really have many people I converse with on here, so I'll just tag some of my favorite accounts and hope no one gets annoyed @gra-sonas @i-never-look-away @queermil @captainsassmanes @spaceskam @prouvaireafterdark

[elizabethortechoweek]

Thank you to everyone who participated in the celebration by creating and sharing content! Incase you missed anything:

Day One: Running

Start Again- edit by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Half Moon- edit by @bisexualalienss

Day Two: Research

Team Science- edit by @impalachick

Intrepid- fic by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Day Three: Risks

It Takes A Village- fic by @ajna-eye-cogitations

Risk (Liz&Isobel&Jenna)- edit by @impalachick

Day Four: Rage

I am woman- edit by @pleasantfanartist

Not Ready to Make Nice- edit by @bisexualalienss

Liz Ortecho + Revenge- edit by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Day Five: Romance

Liz love quotes (Max)- edit by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Liz love quotes (Kyle)- edit by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Reality Set In- edit by @pleasantfanartist

Day six: Regeneration

Liz’s 2x01 monologue- edit by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Day seven: Reign/Rain

This Dream in My Soul- playlist by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Petrichor- fic by @impalachick

Any and all late submissions are welcome! Just tag the blog so that it can be shared. And if for some reason your creation was missed please reach out. Thanks again to all the wonderful participants and can’t wait to see you guys next May!

[suzteel]

Tagged by @ajna-eye-cogitations 💛

🎶✨list 5 songs you actually listen to then tag 10 of your favourite followers 🎶✨

(Still listening to a lot of the same albums I was listening to a month ago when I was last tagged in a music meme, but there are a couple of new additions)

A Dry Red by Janelle Monáe

Fine Line by Kesha

Jericho by Iniko

Shy Boy by Carly Rae Jepsen

Vampire by Olivia Rodrigo

I don’t usually tag a bunch of people in these, but you know what, I’m feeling a little friendly today (standard caveat: this isn’t an obligation; feel free to ignore). Tagging: @thisautistic @mortimerlatrice @aantinous @misspoetree @berestweys @fiddlepickdouglas @nongnaos @pranink @christchex @tasyfa

[jule1122]

Writing Patterns

Rules: Share the opening of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to see if there are any patterns!

I was tagged by @ajna-eye-cogitations

Thanksgiving Ficlet

When Michael decided he wanted to host Thanksgiving, he imagined a table covered in delicious, picture perfect food, with their friends and family gathered around it, smiling and laughing. It was nothing like that.

Fuck my way through college

“You know what I want right now,” Michael says as he passes Chris the joint they’ve been sharing.

Cowboy Night

“I swear it was an accident.”

Mind Whammy

“Kyle, wake up!”

Mix & Match

“Hey,” Michael gently shakes Alex awake.

Lonely Hearts Club

Alex is rushing out the door as Michael walks in. He gets an absent-minded kiss on the cheek and a “See you later.”

You know I love you so

Michael sits at the bar, fiddling with his empty beer bottle until Maria comes over.

I can't get the language right

When Alex and Michael get back from their honeymoon, Isobel has their mail separated into three piles labeled - “might be important,” “probably junk,” and “cards: do NOT throw these away. Rosa wants to make you something and she will kill me if you throw these away.”

You are my dark star

Michael’s first memories are of confusion and chaos. Once he and Max and Isobel are found, they are surrounded by strangers shouting words he can’t understand. They are moved, dressed, undressed, examined and questioned. As an adult he knows it was people trying to help them, trying to find out who they were and get them home. But at the time it was terrifying.

I just wanted to get back to where you are

“Hey.” Alex looks up at the sound of Michael’s voice. He can’t help but smile when he sees Michael leaning against the wall, wearing nothing but boxers. His hair is a mess, his smile sleepy and Alex wonders just how late it is.

That was fun. Consider this an open tag to anyone who wants to do this. I would love to see them.

[haloud]

Writing Patterns

Rules: Share the opening of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to see if there are any patterns!

I was tagged by @ajna-eye-cogitations and @angrycowboy :)

through the looking glass

Michael closed his eyes to the feeling of Isobel petting his hair. Her fingers worked nervously, the rhythm soothing neither of them, doing nothing to tether Michael to his body—but that was for the best.

2. parted from me and never parted

For most of Jim’s life, people had told him he had a problem with authority. Some of them even meant it kindly. It frustrated no one so badly as Captain Pike, the one authority Jim did trust. He’d say again and again that Jim would get people killed one day, thinking he knew best, thinking he could test a limit that shouldn’t be tested. Well, Jim disagreed with that assessment—had barely restrained himself from a deeply point-proving emotional reaction to Pike thinking little enough of him that he’d ever endanger his crew like that.

3. main sequence

They were a half-mile from the ship when the sky opened up. The distant setting suns turned the raindrops blue and violet and gold; Alex was running, Michael was laughing, and Michael grabbed his wrist and pulled him under an overhang to wait out the storm as water pooled on the rocks and streamed down in technicolor rivulets. Alex stood stock-still for a minute, arms slightly outstretched as his clothes and hair dripped, until Michael yanked him in closer to kiss him, kiss his lips, kiss the water from his face.

4. straight on 'til morning (final chapter)

Michael trailed his fingers across the outer curve of the console as he approached the captain’s chair. His eyes were fixed on the distant stars outside, barely visible from the ambient blue light of Aun. One of them was Oasis. Maybe this would be the last time he ever saw his own planet with the naked eye. Good riddance.

5. forever in a day (nsfw)

“Michael, Michael, fuck, Michael!” Alex cried.

6. like clockwork

The world was getting colder. Day by day, frost crept over the creosote and sagebrush in the mornings, and Walt walked the three miles to town in men’s boots and three pairs of socks, the sky high and blue and watery above him. He got less and less work these days, but he knew how to stretch a dollar, and he knew Roy Bronson’d buried a hundred of ‘em in a tin pail “just in case” and where to dig, and soon enough he’d get his growth spurt, and once he was fit for working the fields, no one there would care about scars, not like shopkeepers and society ladies did.

7. morningmist

The three of them made a party as dismal as the weather as they rode through the mist at a snail’s pace. None of them spoke. Zidan and Xiaodan, of course, often needed no words, but even between them, this silence was a different one.

8. rivalry series

Panting, Isobel swung herself back onto the bench and bashed her stick against the low wall with a scream of rage muffled behind her teeth.

9. thunderstorm warning

Alex groaned and smacked his head back against the pillow. He’d been in bed for an hour, tossing and turning, folding and flipping his pillow, fighting with the blankets, changing sides, switching back and forth between his side and Michael’s, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t get comfortable. The bed was too cold, or he was too warm under the blankets, or the house was too quiet, or every little sound jerked him to attention.

10. torrential

The house was quiet when they came home. Peaceful. They weren’t even gone long enough for the air to grow stale—only a faint hint of rain lingered in the air, and that was home, too.

Only used solo published fics because I genuinely can't remember who wrote the opening lines of most of my cowrites. I'm not sure what patterns to draw here...It appears that I don't typically start a fic with dialog, and I tend to start in media res, though the degree of the action varies. Only two of the fics include establishing information before the action begins, and I would honestly deduct "like clockwork" from being evidence of a trend there, because that fic had a deliberate structure that by definition would buck any trends I have in my writing.

for anyone wondering, the two non-rnm fics in this list (parted from me and never parted + morningmist) are fics for star trek: strange new worlds and a book called Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco respectively. pls read vampire book. thank you and goodnight.

[dr-lizortecho]

Liz’s Oatian wedding dress for @ajna-eye-cogitations inspired by the lovely fic How It’s (Actually) Going To Be, that imagines a better ending for our lovely leading lady <3

[maeglinthebold]

image template from here

My 2023 AO3 Wrapped

Quick Stats

Works published: 57 (21 RNM; 18 OFMD)

Words written: 447,106, up about 50k from last year (!) but still nothing beats those 2020 numbers

Hits: 43,668 (updated today)

Bookmarks: 641 (also updated today), probably mostly from people waiting for me to finish a damn thing XD. Incidentally…

Unfinished works: 3 that updated this year, 17 total

Most popular by kudos: Do you know you'll never fly alone? My D&D:HAT fic contributing to Edgin/Xenk. A bigger hit than expected! 

Most hits: Sinking in your Eyes, Chasing Golden Nights: OFMD, PWP. It’s technically continued from 2022. 

Longest fic: Also Sinking in Your Eyes, but that’s a bit of a cheat because it’s co-written with @lizzy-leo

Shortest fic: Looks like we always end up in a rut (Man From UNCLE OT3)

Most comments: From Roswell with Love, which is a continuation from 2021 and cowritten with @haloud. Of course, I also posted like seven fics in the last week of the year so it’s hardly fair to them…

[Fun answers below the cut]

Gifts:

I received 4 gifts (Three Player Morning, from @tasyfa’s NYE Drabble last year, and this year as well: Heading for Midnight; for RNM Secret Santa I got The Neon North Star by @ajna-eye-cogitations; and finally, I got a few podfics of my fics: [Podfic] Everything About You by 1lostone and [Podfic] The Foundation of Youth by TipsyKitty.

I gave 19 gift fics, mostly in Maeglin's Hobbit Birthday Gift Fics 2023 and a Secret Santa gift for @angrycowboy

Collaborations:

@haloud and I still wrote a ton this year, in a few new fandoms even, but have been slow to actually post things! Still we updated From Roswell with Love; wrote a silly little porno for Malexa Sorry that I got caught; and wrote chemical composition for Liz Week. For RNM After Dark we gave some true rarepairs some love with Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over, Something Borrowed, and of course contributed some Malexa In the Bleak Midwinter. And Malexa finally won the Roswell Halloween costume contest for RIP Roswell in Not A King. Okay, maybe we didn’t slow down, after all! 

@lizzy-leo and I ping-ponged back and forth between Blackbonnet (Bell the Cat, Whale of a Tale, Fly By Night, Sinking in your Eyes, Chasing Golden Nights,) and Vianton (The Now Show Me Your Fangs series, now 9 works strong!), with plenty of smut for both. Lizzy even submitted (a SFW section) of some of our fic for Vico Ortiz to read through their Patreon, which was a hoot to listen to. 

Events taken part in: @rnmbingo, @rnmafterdark, @februaryficletchallenge, @lizortechoweek, @riproswell, @rnm-secret-santa, as well as my own Hobbit Birthday Ficlets Challenge, and Vianton Week on Twitter.

Which artist’s songs did you pull from the most? I actually maintained a pretty good variety this year (a nonzero number of like, 80s ballads featured, LOL), but Lady Gaga wins just because we’ve been using lyrics from Show Me Your Teeth for the Vianton series lol. 

Pairing you wrote the most for this year? Ed/Stede (15) ousted Malexa this year (10) but apparently variety is the winner, as that’s less than half of my total fics. Multishipping for the win!

Favorite fics not already mentioned? I picked three:

I would do anything for love (but I won't do that) (Legolas/Gimli ficlet that was funny),

It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero (my mean Izzy-anti fic, which was also funny, and cathartic, before he died in canon and achieved that catharsis better lmao), and

Steve Bunnet (Blackbonnet at a petting zoo, also funny).

(questions from multiple lists, feel free to re use uncredited like I did lol)

[pleasantfanartist]

RNM Count Down to New Year 2023 Day 4: Vacations/Getaway

Liz and Rosa celebrating New Year's Eve together in The Big Apple, inspired by this fic from @ajna-eye-cogitations

[maxevansweekend]

Max Evans Weekend Masterpost

Day One: Angsty Nerd

Life in Analog: A Typewriter’s Story (fic) by @ajna-eye-cogitations

Max’s writing & love for literature (edit) by @lesbianmaxevans

Max’s epic book collection (edit) by @impalachick

Day Two: Healer/Savior

Hey Mrs. Potter, I burn for you (fic) by @thesquidkid

Storms by Nikita Gill (edit) by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Healer/Savior (edit) by @lesbianmaxevans

Becoming Ortecho (fic) by @ajna-eye-cogitations

Incalescent (edit) by @impalachick

Aspectabund (edit) by @impalachick

With These Hands (fic) by @impalachick

Day Three: Sheriff/Deputy

Sheriff/Deputy (edit) by @lesbianmaxevans

This town ain’t big enough for the both of us (edit/fic blurb) by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Enrique’s travels (fic) by @ajna-eye-cogitations

Husbandly Duty (fic) by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

Thanks again to everyone who participated by creating and sharing! If your post/contribution was missed please contact us through the asks or you can contact @infp-obsessing-over-everything directly <3

[ladynox]

@rnmbingo made it! Links to fics under the cut. All of them were great! Heed the warnings/tags!

Fics link back to the comment to make things easier for the mods. Tangled Up With You All Night Burning it Down by @maeglinthebold (malexa/malex) "Wait, you chose this?" Michael cried, so high-pitched in alarm that his voice cracked. "We could be getting pampered by elf hunks and you made us fight a dragon? Alex, are you even listening to me?!"

Life in Analog: A Typewriter’s Story by @ajna-eye-cogitations (echo) Max Evans is dying, but his typewriter doesn't know that yet. It has helped him through stormy nights when he needs the companionship the most.

And the Sun Rose Red by christchex (miluca)

When she closed her eyes she could still see the flames. They flickered bright against her eyelids. She could feel the heat on her face as she tried desperately to run towards the burning wreckage of her home, of her life. Her throat still burned from the smoke, from her desperate yelling as she realized that there was more than just liquor in that bar.

Or,

Maria is an outlaw at the end of her reign and her past haunts her. (A Kissing Kate Barlow AU).

rivalry series by @haloud (anatsobel)

Isobel Evans has earned her place as Team USA's top center. Ice queen in more ways than one, she has a reputation for poise, passion and perfection on and off the ice...

So how is Canada's new superstar so easily getting under her skin?

Three Player Morning by @tasyfa (Kaliz)

Kyle loves his partners. Both of them. Really.

In the Ambulance by @impalachick (valevans)

After Kyle chases Max down in the ambulance, he finds out that Max is suffering from a strange and sexual side effect. But Kyle is all too eager to help with Max's boner problem.

Ashes to Ashes by @myrmidryad (Maria DeLuca, Patty Harris)

At its best, its fullest, its busiest, it is full of music and life and death.

Still Good by by @infp-obsessing-over-everything (Max Evans, Mr. Jones)

When Jones returns to the cave in 3x04 Max is awake and ready to argue. Not ready to go down with out a screaming match. His heart however is too weak to put up with the the strain coupled with his powers making the pacemaker malfunction. Jones has to comfort him and tries to show him they can trust each other.

wait for rain by @bydayornight (miluca)

“Well, this was fun, but I’m all booked up on problems.” He stood up from the bar stool, pulling a flask from inside his jacket and giving her a half-hearted salute as he sauntered backwards out of the bar. “Bye, DeLuca. Great dance last year, by the way. The blood was a nice touch.”

—

Michael and Maria forge a bond in the lost decade.