#malex fanfiction

[oatflatwhite]

new rnm fic! read her here :)

[humongeouslover]

Hi all, I am looking for a Fanfiction - where Michael and Maria got engaged because everyone tells Michael it's the next thing after dating. but Michael breaks it off at the last Moment and goes to Alex, who asks to start slow but end up getting married next day.

When everyone looks for Michael they come to Alex's cabin and find out they are married. Everyone has different reaction. It's a long story with approx 8-10 chapters.

Can someone please help me find it!! thank you!!

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: When Alex is deployed to Iraq for the first time, he's terrified and just needs an anchor. A reason to come home. Only, he has no way to contact Michael. So he posts his love letters as songs on YouTube in the hopes that one day, Michael might see them.

Author: @adiwriting

[poeedamerons]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to five other writers! 💗

To be honest, I cherish everything I’ve written because each piece represents a part of my journey as a writer and offers a glimpse into who I was at the time of writing. I truly enjoy revisiting them from time to time. However, my absolute favorites—and there are quite a few—are:

Baby, you're the only one I'm coming for – This was the first smut I ever wrote, and I had so much fun exploring their dynamics. It holds a special place for being such a milestone in my writing journey.

I can't believe you let him down (but the proof is in the way he hurts) – This was the first truly different piece I wrote, as it wasn’t about my OTP from that show. I ended up writing so much! Back then, 5k words felt like an enormous feat, especially considering I was juggling an 8-hour job. The story just kind of wrote itself, and it only took me about two days to finish.

Me? I will fall in love with you every single day – This story is so sweet and stands out because it pushed me beyond my comfort zone. It features Michael waking up and coming to terms with being in the hospital—something that, at the time, felt really challenging to write. For some reason, it even inspired me to write another amnesia fic for a different fandom! Knowing this story is a favorite within its fandom makes me so proud. I still remember being in a Discord for this fandom and seeing people I admired praise it. They didn’t even realize I was the author because my AO3 and Discord usernames were different—it’s such a cherished memory.

Busco en la memoria una señal (diga que no me olvidarás) – Another amnesia fic and also a fandom-favorite. It’s such a sweet story, and I had a blast developing the plot. I even included a nod to another fanfiction by a well-known author I admire, and she loved it, which made the experience even more special.

May you rise (may we burn) – This is, without a doubt, my all-time favorite. It’s the most different thing I’ve ever written and felt like a significant step forward in my writing skills. It’s also unique within the fandom—at least for Lucemond—because it’s written entirely from a dragon’s POV. That made it feel like such an accomplishment and a true turning point for me as a writer.

Inside of us (a wild thing) – I have to include this one, even though I’m still struggling to finish it. This was my first fic after almost three years, and I was definitely rusty. It’s set in a more medieval universe, which was a significant challenge for me since I’d only ever attempted a historical setting once before. What makes it so special, though, is that the entire plot is infused with all my personal favorite kinks, making the process uniquely enjoyable despite the obstacles.

[meggiejolly]

WIP Wednesday February 26th

It's WIP Wednesday, and I have the day off, so my plan is to spend most of it writing. Please send me many requests.

You can request (by ask or comment) any of my WIPs listed below and I will write and post three sentences from the WIP for you. Make me write, please!

List of WIPs:

Call (Also known as "Reaching Out to You", three chapters are posted so far)

A/B/O

Soulmates

Malex RWRB AU (This can be found on AO3 too)

1-3 are Stranger Things, 4 is Rowell, New Mexico.

Snippet from "A/B/O" under the cut. (Warnings for Omegaverse topic and mpreg)

Robin let him spiral in silence for a few moments before she spoke again. "I really do think you should ask Eddie. About coming with you to the appointment. And maybe about the whole omega/alpha thing, but mostly the appointment. You're in this together." Steve sighed deeply. "I- I will try to work up the nerve to ask him. Thanks Robin."  "Any time, Dingus. I'm sorry I can't come with you. Let me know if I can help with anything else, will you?"  "Can you ask your mom if she would make a batch of those amazing ginger cookies for me? I think they're my first craving. And I read somewhere that ginger is supposed to help with nausea."  Robin laughed "Sure, I'll ask her. Once I figure out how to do that without it seeming weird. Maybe she can give me the recipe too."  "Thanks Robin, you're the best." 

[closetfascination]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

1. Wake Up - 13 Reasons Why - Gen - Rating: M

CW: deal with incarceration, suicide ideation, internalized homophobia, drugs, alcohol

This fic started as a "quick 50K Alex Standall goes to prison for his crimes AU" and turned into a 260K post-canon opus where I attempted to give the characters more realistic happy endings than canon. It's completely self-indulgent and consumed my every thought for 1.5 years it took to write.

2. Dancing After Death - 13 Reasons Why - M/M - Monty x Alex Rating: M (WIP - almost complete, the fic I'm actively working on right now)

CW: deals with issue of medical consent/ body autonomy, vaccination, drugs, alcohol, underage sex, internalized homophobia

Probably the story I've been writing the longest, although fingers crossed I'll be done this year.

The summary speaks for it better than I could:

In 1998, scientists developed a gene-therapy treatment they claimed would solve family violence, eliminate abusive relationships and allow people to find their soulmates. The government marketed this as a "soulmate vaccine" and by the year 2000 required mandatory vaccination of all children. It is now 2017, and these children are the first generation to reach puberty fully vaccinated.

Born in the year 2000, Alex Standall is one of these children.

He thinks the vaccine is B.S.

But the vaccine doesn't really care what Alex thinks.

3. He's All That - 13 Reasons Why - M/M Charlie x Alex Rating: T

Basically a She's All That AU - my foray into the rom com genre. My second fic, this still holds a special place in my heart.

4. Alex and the Seven Ugly Holiday Sweaters - 13 Reasons Why - M/M Winston x Alex Rating: T

Walex was the ship that got me into writing - I believe I saw a prompt on tumblr and this was the result. Just a fun Christmas fic.

5. 118 Daily Drabbles - 9-1-1 - Rated from G to E

My first real foray into a different fandom, this challenge got me writing after struggling with burnout and writer's block for many months. It's hard to pick a favourite from these 100, although I did love the little buddietommy series that come out of this.

This got long - thanks @acesartemis for the ask.

[rowinablx]

I may be writing a Shadowhunters gender swap au. Already figured out Malec, Alexandra (hilarious considering Matt's sister lmao) and Magnolia aka Maggie

@atiny-angel @swifteforeverandalways @axelwolf8109

[oatflatwhite]

wrote my first rnm fic :') read her here

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: His whole life, Alex has done what his father told him to. All his life, Michael has been the second choice for the people around him. That all changes when they meet. It takes them a little while to figure out what it is exactly that they feel for each other, but when they do, they will not let it go. No matter who tries to break them. Also known as: Alex Manes is a hockey player. That means he's white (eh, not quite), straight (eh, not at all) and tough (fine, he'll take that). His dad has made it very clear what he expects from him and Alex is fully planning on doing exactly what his dad told him to, but then he meets Michael Guerin, and those plans fly right out of the window.

Author: @daffietjuh

[becauseitsyouandi]

i have been wanting to do a Jalex edit with Wildflower for so long but then my computer broke. dont ask me what the common thread between these clips are.. the bounces in WOWP timeline in these clips is craazy. i was really basing this all on vibes and vibes alone

anyways anyways my general vibe for this edit when i made it is that Justin is sad and pining waaah. if you've read the AMAZING (legitimately life-altering) fanfic "OTP" by Save vs. Magic, I kept thinking of when Justin writes fanfiction to work through his complicated feelings for Alex (you really need to read this if you haven't, it's amazingly written)

tw for mason's face sorry. love Gregg, but the fact that the show's main love interest for Alex was a 300+ year old werewolf that hung around a high school and dated her when she was 16 is craaazy. (yes--same with Juliet) i think we're supposed to suspend disbelief (one would say WOWP is perhaps a childrens show. idk about that tho), buuut talk about a literal wolf in sheep's clothing !!?? mason greyback u are a predator fr. i didnt even like Malex when i was growing up, they were so toxic

[meggiejolly]

More from the Roswell, NM RWRB AU When I posted the last scene, I said I would post the next one next week... It has been more than a week, but it is still next week, so I'm counting this. If you wan to know some of the background for this AU or read some of the snippets I posted from it for WIP Wednesday in the last few weeks, click here. You can read the entire new scene (and all the other's I've posted so far) here.

Note: This is the Max and Michael version of the scene where June takes Alex jogging.

Max and Michael don't really feel like the jogging type to me, to be honest, so I figured this would feel a little more in character. I've never been to a shooting range or even held a gun and I never plan to, so this probably wasn't very accurate. I'm sorry about that.

Usually Michael’s brain handles about a thousand thoughts at once and he can burry specific ones relatively well with his tried and true methods. Even when that's not the case, he can usually focus on other things. He’s rarely ever able to only focus on one thing at time anyways. 

But the kiss. The kiss cannot be pushed back and no matter what else he tries to focus on, it always finds its way back to the front of Michael’s mind. 

He tries sitting in on meetings in the west wing but the memory of Alex’ lips on his makes it impossible to even pretend to focus and eventually Jenna chases him away. 

He calculates and recalculates poll predictions but every time he remembers, that Alex had disappeared from the party without a trace by the time Michael had made it back inside, he gets another contradictory result. 

His last semester starts, he goes to class, takes notes and pretends to help Isobel plan his graduation dinner. But when he wants to go over his notes again after class they are even more of a mess than usual and he can’t make sense of them. 

He drinks too much coffee and ads too much acetone to it, but none of it helps. His mind always goes back under the linden tree and to Alex' hands in his hair. 

He still doesn't know what to make of it, what it all means. He just knows that it makes the chaos in his mind feel different. The kiss changed something, but he doesn't know what and how and he probably should talk to someone about it, but he signed that NDA and also telling Isobel or, worse, Max would be a whole thing and he can't face that right now. He kind of wants to talk to Alex, while being afraid of it at the same time. Not that he has that option, because Alex hasn't reacted to any of Michael's attempts to contact him since the kiss. He's almost considering texting Maria, but that just seems too awkward to even fathom and he doesn't have any way to contact Liz or Gregory. 

So instead he paces and can't focus and wonders what it all means. Was Alex planing this? Was it just some drunken mistake? Is he embarrassed? Was it some sort of prank? 

His thoughts and pacing get interrupted by a very annoyed Max one afternoon, who barges into his room. "I've been trying to write, but I can feel you pacing from across the hall. What the fuck is wrong with you? You've been a mess since New Year's."

Michael just shrugs, but forces himself to sit down. 

Max sighs dramatically. "Okay, that's it. Come one, we'll get your dad's keycard and go to the shooting range. You obviously need to get some energy out." 

“I'm not a some hyperactive toddler!"

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[rnmsmalltownlegends]

Hello I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could help me find a fanfiction? Here is all I know about it I am looking for a fic that I read on ao3 it is a Malex fic and in it Michael is at Maria's house or Isabel's house I'm pretty sure it's Maria's and he is unconscious or stuck in his head and the things he is seeing in his head start to actually happen to him physically such as the cross burned into his skin and his hand being broken everyone tries to get through to him to get him out of it but nothing works Kyle and I think maybe Rosa call Alex but he is away on some kind of training or something like that and doesn't have access to his phone I think it takes like 2 days for them to reach him and he goes and helps that is all I remember I'm pretty sure it was more than one chapter any help would be much appreciated where I can read it what it's called who wrote it any help would be great. Thank you in advance.

Hello friend!

I think you might be thinking of this fic? or maybe this one?

If those are not the fic you're thinking of, do come back and let us know!

[pastelwitchling]

Someone brought up an interesting point that I’ve always wanted to address about malex and the rnm fandom, and I just wanted to share my thoughts here 🥰

I’ve just seen a lot of posts over the past few years talk about malex like all the stuff we came up with was stuff addressed in the show (not what this commenter does, I’m just speaking generally), but that’s rarely been the case. We know Michael loves Alex so much and wanted to be with him that entire time they were apart because of Vlamis and our collective fanfiction agreeing on it. It’s why we don’t give CAM much credit for them, because their writing was most times very, very bad. They’re only as beloved as they are because of Tyler and Vlamis and their own headcanons, as well as ours.

The show’s writing is not good. Not at all.

What’s good? Tyler’s vulnerability, and Vlamis’s assurance over and over that everything Guerin did was in some way tied to his feelings for Alex. Everything that’s so great about the show and the characters and the relationships? It has truly almost all come down to the actors and us. Merlin may be the most flawless show ever, but I’ve never seen a fandom make so much do with so little the way the rnm fandom has.

thank you for basically carrying the whole malex fandom on your back

🥹🥹🥹 This is so kind, I don't even know what to say. I don't know, I think of Merlin and that fandom and how still alive and thriving we are over there, and I just want us to keep going too. Malex inspires me, so the longer I can help keep it going, the longer I'm going to try...

Did that wording sound right at all? I don't know, I'm still a little jetlagged... but I'm BACK from Edinburgh now and ready to write some of my favorites! 🥰❤️

[bekkachaos]

56 for malex

56. “Just marry me already.”

Pick a number from this list and send to me with a ship 💕

Alex had been back for what felt like a long time, in actuality, it was probably only a matter of weeks. Michael was insistent on remaining by his side for as much time as possible, and when he couldn't be, he was insessant with the text messages.

"Michael you know this is getting out of hand now," Alex said, closing the door to his car as he walked up the path to the front door Michael was holding open for him.

He had been at Deep Sky for a few hours and had messaged to let Michael know when he arrived, when he took a break, when he was getting into his car to come home, and he wondered it Michael had rigged up a new security system alert or if he was simply waiting by the window until he saw the headlights coming up the drive.

He had to admit, it was nice to know Michael was thinking about him, but it was bordering on paranoia.

"What's so wrong about meeting you at the door when you come home to me?" he shrugged.

Alex shook his head as he walked over, the moment he was close enough Michael had his hands slipped around his waist and his grinning lips leaning in to kiss him. Alex laughed, putting a hand to Michael's stubbled cheek before pulling himself back, brushing the unruly curls away from his face, but they just fell back over his brow.

"You're starting to worry a little too much," he said, kissing him once more on the cheek before contiuing through the door.

"Maybe that's because one of us has a bit of a thing for getting himself in trouble," Michael said, and Alex stopped to turn back with an eyebrow raised high. "Of the kidnapping variety, I mean."

"Maybe that's because one of us is of the alien variety," he teased.

"You're the one who fell for me," he said.

"Well stop making it so easy," Alex grinned, looking over his shoulder at him.

"Didn't think I was," he said. "Alien drama and all."

"Would you like me to tell you it would be easier if I had a nice, normal, human boyfriend?"

Michael scoffed loudly.

"Hey, you're not getting out if this that easy," Michael said. "I don't plan on losing you again, in any way. Death himself can come knocking and I'll tell him exactly where he can stick it. Besides, normal's not going to be enough for you after me."

"You think so?" he said, turning away from him again.

"Face it, you're stuck with me now, for better or worse."

"Wow Michael, why don't you just marry me already?" Alex chuckled as he tossed his bag down onto the table.

Michael didn't have a quick retort for that, instead there was just silence behind Alex.

He sighed, knowing how skittish Michael can get when it comes to committment. He turned to tell him to relax, that it was just a joke and not to freak out, but Michael was giving him a soft look, his big doe-eyes shining under the low light.

The words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

"I can do that," he said gently.

Alex opened his mouth but the words were gone completely, it was like he forgot to do everything but breathe.

"Michael," he finally managed. "I wasn't -"

"I know," he said as he took a tentative step forward. "But now I am."

He reached out to take Alex's hand in his, a smile creeping up the side of his mouth.

"I meant it, there's nothing that I'm going to let between us anymore," he said. "So, why don't I just marry you already?"

His smile turned into a grin, and Alex took in a deep breath, exhaling with an incredulous laugh.

"You're crazy," he said with a smile.

"Only when it comes to you," he said pulling him in closer. "You make me crazy, but you're the only one who really makes me feel sane."

"Are you really asking?" Alex said softly.

Michael pulled Alex's hands around his waist, letting them go so he could cup his cheeks in his hand.

"Technically," he said as he gazed at him adoringly. "You asked first."

Alex rolled his eyes.

"Of course you would-"

He was cut off as Michael's lips crashed into his, hard and soft at the same time, finding a way to rob him of all the words yet again.

"Unless you didn't mean it," Michael teased against him, mumbling the words through their shared breath.

"Michael?" he said, eyes already closed as he kissed the lips he knew by heart. "Just say you'll marry me, then stop talking."

"I'll marry you, Alex," he murmured, thumbs caressing his cheeks. "As if I've ever wanted anything else."

[manesalex]

if you take fic requests i was wondering if you could do malex fic that involves the long hot shower either before or after everything happens

Thank you for the request, Nonnie!

Warnings for ridiculously romantic smut. Also available on ao3.

***

Alex has just finished washing and rinsing his hair when he hears the bathroom door open.

“Mind if I join you? Conserve some water?” Michael asks, tone flirtatious, expression heated. He’s not wearing a stitch of clothing and Alex can’t help but blush as his eyes wander over every inch of bare skin.

Alex wants to say yes, wants Michael to take him apart yet again, but instead he says, “I don’t want to be late.” He’s a new member of Michael’s family, officially, anyway, and he doesn’t want to make a bad impression. Especially when it’s a pre-honeymoon going away party that Isobel planned for him and Michael.

“Pretty sure Isobel expects us to be late,” Michael replies easily. “Knowing her, she’s counting on it.” He pauses for a moment before continuing, “But, if it’s that important to you, we can always wait until we get to the hotel tonight.” His grin after he says it is positively evil.

Alex laughs, “As long as you’re sure your family won’t mind, Guerin.”

“Isobel is probably having the same conversation with Kyle right now,” Michael says, with a look of disgust on his face. But then it’s gone and the flirtatious expression is back, “And you’re gonna have to stop calling me that, Alex Guerin.”

Alex’s smile only grows in response to that reminder. He still can’t quite believe it. He’s married to the man he’s loved since he was seventeen years old.

He reaches out with his free hand, the one not holding onto the grab bar, and grabs Michael’s hand, tugging him towards him.

It’s only a moment before Michael’s mouth is on his, hot and insistent and perfect.

Michael presses him against the wall, hands wandering, exploring Alex’s body like he doesn’t already know it by heart, like they haven’t had more than a decade, on and off anyway, of this. And that always amazes Alex, the way Michael touches him, kisses him, like he’ll never be able to get enough of him. Alex feels the same way about Michael. He is so lucky to get to spend the rest of his life with this man.

Alex pulls Michael even closer, wrapping his free arm around him, letting out a moan when one of Michael’s hands skims against one of his nipples.

Michael’s lips leave his mouth, moving along his jaw, towards his neck and it’s all Alex can do to keep his balance and keep ahold of the grab bar. Michael’s hands are hot and just on the right side of rough when he touches him. And then suddenly Michael is guiding him to turn, to face the front of the shower, away from Michael.

He can hear the popping sound of the lid of a bottle and then Michael asks, “This okay?” Michael’s fingers just brush Alex’s hole, waiting for permission. Alex almost wants to laugh because Michael fucked him senseless just last night, but he’s also overwhelmed with his love for this man. This man who cares to check in with him, even when he knows what the answer is going to be. This man who fought for him even when it seemed hopeless, who wouldn’t give up on this future they both dreamed of. Alex is well aware of how lucky he is to have this, to finally be Michael’s husband.

“Please,” Alex replies, his voice rough. He can feel Michael’s lips against the back of his neck, the way they shape into a grin before he slides one lube-coated finger in slowly, carefully.

Alex presses back against his hand, trying to take more, faster. And he can hear Michael’s low, rough laugh, but he gives Alex what he wants, sliding his finger out before pressing it back in, joined by a second.

Michael teases him for a moment, brushing his fingers against Alex’s prostate. And Alex’s leg shakes with the effort of holding still, holding him up, but then he can feel something holding him in place. Michael’s powers, helping him keep his balance.

“Ready?” Michael asks moments later.

Alex just nods, letting out a little whine when Michael’s fingers leave him. But then there’s the pressure of Michael’s dick, that familiar, wonderful feeling of Michael pressing into him, bit by bit, until he feels like he’s both filled by and surrounded by Michael.

Alex rests his head next to his left hand, pressed against the wall in front of him, the cool tile a perfect contrast to the heat of Michael moving behind him, moving in him.

Michael’s left hand reaches for his and Alex can’t help but stare at the ring on Michael’s finger, a reminder of the vows they made to each other, the promise Michael made to him. The fact that, even after every awful thing they’ve been through, every way they’ve hurt each other, they’re here. They’re going to have this for the rest of their lives.

Michael’s fingers tangle with his, lifting and guiding his hand toward Alex’s cock, the both of their hands wrapping around his length, Michael setting the pace, matching it to the pace of his hips, hitting Alex’s prostate with each thrust.

“Fuck, baby, you’re perfect,” Michael’s voice sounds awed. Alex wants to argue, wants to say that, no, Michael is, but he’s too overwhelmed by Michael’s touch to speak, to do more than let out needy little moans and whimpers.

And then he’s coming and Michael is holding him through it, both with his arms and his powers, keeping his leg from giving out under him, keeping him safe. Moments later, Michael is joining him, mouth pressed against Alex’s shoulder, muffling a shout.

Afterwards, Michael helps guide him back to his shower chair. They both help each other get clean, hands wandering, not needing an excuse to touch each other the way they want. They interrupt each other over and over again with gentle, joyful kisses, neither one of them able to stop grinning at each other, even laughing with joy at times, only stopping to get out of the shower and dry off when the water runs cold.

[kmr2268]

Quick Glance Into Malex's Future

Forrest took a deep breath as he looked down the familiar block. It was just over three years since he had last been back in Roswell. —It had been a good few years but returning he had been hit anew with how much he had missed having Alex Manes in his life and suddenly, there was Alex loading bags into the back seat of his car. It had to be a sign.

“Hey Manes” Alex didn’t turn so Forrest dashed down the block and tapped his shoulder “Alex” 

Alex turned to face him and smiled “Forrest—how’ve you been?”

”Good—would you have time to grab a cup of coffee and catch up?” 

There it was—Alex’s face softened and his eyes were filled with so much love—everything Forrest ever hoped to see so it took a split second for him to realize Alex wasn’t looking at him. He was looking over his shoulder — passed him.

Forrest turned part way to follow Alex’s gaze to see a tall man with a black cowboy hat. The man was walking slowly while he carefully balanced a tray with two coffees in his right hand and tilted down to the left to hold the hand of a toddling little girl proudly carrying a Crashdown bag.  

As they got closer, Alex bent down with his arms opened wide. The cowboy let go and the little girl excitedly held the bag out as she ran forward “Papa dough”, she cried.

Alex scooped her up and laughing met the cowboy’s eyes “I thought Daddy wasn’t going to get doughnuts” 

He smiled. “It wasn’t me—this one” he affectionally ruffled the little girl’s hair “has Arturo wrapped around her little finger—she looks at him, smiles and doughnuts appear” 

Alex smiled tenderly—“Well she does have your smile” 

Michael met his smile and gently caressed his shoulder “I always thought it was because she has your eyes.” 

The scene was so intimate it hit Forrest like a gut punch. He managed to steady himself with a “Hey Guerin” 

Alex turned slightly as he suddenly remembered Forrest and Michael nodded but before he could answer the little girl chimed in “Dats us” 

Alex smiled, “That’s right my smart girl that’s our family. Can you tell our friend Mr. Forrest your name?” “

“I Nowa Alexandwa Guwin” 

Forrest felt the last vestages of his hopes slip away—“How old are you?” She raises two fingers. 

“Two wow— you’re a big girl.” Forrest turned to Alex, “I can’t believe your a father, it seems…

“Go see brudder. Share Doughs” Cried the little girl to her dads. 

Michael laughed as took the squirming toddler. “Aunt Bonnie will probably love a donut . To Alex he said, “I’ll get Nora into the car — they are going to be waiting for us.”

Forrest looked at Alex - “Brother?”

“Our son is due in a week or so — we are on the way to a doctor’s appointment to see a sonogram but I would like to catch up. Why not come by the house — we’re always there these days.”

“I’ll see — It’s good to see you Manes.”

Alex smiled — “Actually, it’s Guerin, now.”

Forrest stood watching as the family pulled away. Alex Manes really was gone…