#malex forever

[letstalkabouttvshows]

Came back here just to remind us all that Michael Guerin was leveled by his feelings for Alex.

Ok, bye.

[igetboredandmakeart]

[gaymasonjar]

Will You Meet Me In The Middle

Preview of Chapter 10: This Is Why I Need You?

 A loud crash sounded out through the wooded area. The final wall of the cabin was dropped. The old wood shattered as it hit the ground. Michael used his powers to start lifting the old pieces into the dumpster they had delivered to the property. Alex watched him as he leaned against the back of the truck. The bed of the truck had a large stack of timber that was strapped down. It was going to be the frame for the new house.

 Michael pulled a bottle of acetone out of his back pocket and took a swig of it, “Alright, that should be it.”

 “Which walls do you want to start with?”

 “Probably the front first”, Michael walked over to his husband. “Wanna work on putting that together while I expand the foundation?”

 “Sure”, Alex hooked his thumbs into Michael’s jeans to pull him closer. Michael pressed a kiss to Alex’s cheek before pulling him into a hug. Alex hummed contently as he returned it.

 “If we plan this right, we should have the entire first floor framed by the end of the week.”

 “I better get started then, huh”, Alex asked but didn’t pull away yet.

 “I guess so.”

 Michael gave him another kiss before pulling away. He walked past Alex to grab the cement bags from the cab of the truck. Alex gave his butt a swatas he passed before he started to undo the straps holding the wood down. There was a box of new tools also in the back of the truck that they had purchased for their project. Alex pulled out several two-by-fours. He laid them out in the approximate sizing for the first wall.

 The blueprints for the house were soon stretched out on the hood of the truck. The corners were held down by some rocks. Alex referred to it several times before he cut the pieces to the correct lengths. The air compressor hummed loudly when flipped on. The nail gun was louder than Alex had anticipated when he first used it. He flinched slightly at the noise.

 It reminded him too much of a real gun. Which generally was not a problem for him. Alex had been at the gun range several times since he returned from Iraq.

 Taking a deep breath, Alex continued on. Each board connection only needed two nails to hold them in place. He could do this.

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush.  

     Kachush.  

     BANG.  

 Alex inhaled sharply and squeezed his eyes shut. The quiet of the forest felt heavy. Music continued to play quietly from Michael’s truck. Alex took a slow breath and opened his eyes again. He needed more boards. The nail gun thudded against the dirt as he left it behind. Alex wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans before grabbing another armful of boards. Using the saw to cut those was easier. He focused on cutting more of the pieces than he needed at the time before glancing at the nail gun laying in the dirt.

 The compressor had gone quiet after not being used. When Alex picked it up and pressed it against the wood, it fired up with a roar.

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush.  

     Bang.  

     Bang.  

     BANG.  

     “MANES!”  

 Alex clenched his jaw. PTSD was a bitch. It rarely crept up on him unless it was a quiet and peaceful moment. That was the only nice thing about the chaos of Roswell. There was never a quiet or peaceful moment that lasted long. Bad memories only came up when he interacted with his now-deceased father or was lying at home staring at the ceiling through another sleepless night.

 The nail gun was pressed against the next section of wood as Alex began again.

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Bang.  

     BangBangBANG. “MANES!”  

     Alex’s head snapped up. His entire body felt numb and disconnected. Eyes darted back and forth before they focused on movement. Johnson was crawling towards him over hot sand. Blood freckled his face and coated his helmet.  

     “Johnson”, Alex wheezed.  

     “Hold on, Cap”, Johnson muttered as he grabbed his hand in a death grip. Alex could barely feel it. Head dropping back down onto the ground, Alex gazed at the sky. It was filling with smoke and dust. There was barely any blue to be seen.  

     “Captain, keep talking to me.”  

 Alex rubbed a hand over his face with a frown. He stood up to compare the blueprint to the frame. He leaned over it, both hands on either side of the large paper. It was difficult to get himself to focus on what he was reading so he rolled his neck out and looked at the blue sky overhead.

 Michael noticed the tension in his husband’s shoulders when he glanced over. A frown was settled over his face. He watched as Alex finally pushed himself away from the truck and returned to the frame lying in the dirt. Michael sighed and focused back on his work with the cement. The foundation had to be tripled in size to support the new house. The old one also needed some repair since it had been damaged over time.

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     “Hold on, Cap.” Johnson cursed under his breath as he examined the damage. The Humvee had landed on Alex’s legs. Only one was pinned. Blood soaked the sand.  

     “Captain, keep talking to me.”  

     “Did anyone else make it?”  

     Johnson hesitated, “...No. We’re on our own.”  

     Alex grimaced. Pain spiked up his entire body originating from his leg, making him groan. Johnson grabbed him under his arms. He vaguely remembered hearing the man whisper an apology into his ear before he pulled abruptly. The sound of tearing flesh filled the air and more blood spurted out against the twisted metal of the vehicle.  

     Alex screamed -  

 Alex dropped the nail gun abruptly with a sharp inhale. Taking a full breath felt impossible. Heart racing; Alex swallowed thickly around the knot in his chest. He started to pace back and forth. The edges of his vision darkened.

 “Alex?” Michael set down his measuring tape and walked towards him, “Alex.”

 “I’m fine”, Alex inhaled sharply as he ran a hand through his hair.

 “No, you’re not fine”, Michael grabbed his hands gently to stop him from pacing further. “You’re having a panic attack. Talk to me.”

 “I, uh…the gun.”

 “The nail gun?”

 “Yeah…”

 “It’s loud”, Michael commented as he rubbed his thumbs against the top of Alex’s hands to ground him. “We can get you some earplugs to help with that. In the meantime, you’re fine. You’re safe. I’m right here with you.”

Read more on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45325099/chapters/115629376

[coleydc58]

Ridiculous arbitrary time meausrements mean nothing. Grief remains. Grateful for television programs and wonderful characters brought to life by amazing casts and crews. 9-1-1. 911 Lonestar. Supernatural. The Boys. Roswell NM.

[misterrogue]

[letstalkabouttvshows]

my heart

ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO 4x03 - 4x10 aka The Longest Game Ever of “Where’s Alex?!”

[sennaverstappen]

becoming a #malex warrior. i miss these two.

[dr-lizortecho]

Roswell New Mexico // fancast

[burntotears]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday ✨

tagged by the lovely @bekkachaos 💕

From the holiday!au:

Isobel let out a long sigh. “Okay. I’ll call him in a couple of days. Michael too. Thanks, Alex.”

“What are friends for?”

She laughed sardonically. “Certainly not dealing with the bullshit you’ve seen me through.”

“I’m storing it up for the day when all my heavy shit comes crashing down, so be ready,” Alex smirked at her.

Isobel considered him. “If you’re contemplating homicide,” she began at the same time that a knock sounded on the open door frame of Alex’s bedroom, “just give me a week or so of lead time to get our affairs in order. A believable alibi is the first step in getting away with the perfect murder.”

Alex glanced up to see Michael standing there with his hand still raised, mouth hanging slightly open. “Are you… plotting murder with my sister?”

Apparently Isobel could hear him because she started to laugh which set Alex off as well. She hung up with, “See you later, killer,” while Alex tried to catch his breath.

Tagging anyone who wants to participate!

[infallible-dreamers]

Been a while since I shared selfies but felt cute in some of my new merch

[letstalkabouttvshows]

How things change and yet stay the same.

[gaymasonjar]

Will You Meet Me In The Middle?

Preview of Chapter 6: Bask In Your Love

 A full moon hung high as the night grew older. The water gleamed black under the light and streamed through the curtains. Michael found himself slowly dragged out of a deep sleep. He was pleasantly warm between the duvet and Alex’s body pressed up against him. Soon he realized that his new husband was what woke him up. Slowly kisses were being pressed against his chest, a hand rubbing down his abs. Michael hummed pleasantly and opened one eye.

 Alex smiled at him, “Was wondering when you were gonna wake up.”

 “What time is it…?”

 “Time to go test the water”, Alex sat up while keeping eye contact. “Let’s go.”

 “Baby, it’s the middle of the night.”

 “Exactly.”

 Michael chuckled hoarsely as he rubbed his face with a yawn. “Alright, alright.”

 Alex pulled on a pair of shorts and his crutch. Michael pushed his curls out of his face as he searched among the clothing strewn on the floor. He pulled a pair of shorts out from under his sweatshirt.

 “Can you carry towels”, Alex asked him.

 “Mhmm”, Michael reached into the bathroom for two towels. “You’ve got way too much energy.”

 “Becauseee”, Alex grabbed Michael’s hips from behind and nipped his ear. “We’re going skinny dipping.”

 “So that’s what this is about.”

 “C’mon.”

 The couple made their way through the dimly lit hallways and down the elevator. Even the front desk was empty. The moonlight illuminated the beach in a soft glow. It was a stark contrast compared to the dark water. Michael dropped the towels a few feet from the edge of the waves and stepped out of his shorts.

 Alex let his crutch fall into the sand while he did the same. The handprint shimmered brightly on his chest in the darkness of the night. Michael offered his hands to support Alex as they made their way into the water. It was still warm to the touch.

 “If I get bit by a shark, I’m blaming you”, Michael teased.

 “As if. You’re more likely to get hit by lightning or get crushed by a falling vending machine. Or in your case, survive an alien crash.”

 “Is that current statistics?”

 Alex wrapped his arms loosely around Michael’s neck. They were waist-deep in the water now. The waves lapped gently at their bodies. “I would know, wouldn’t I?”

 “You know I love it when you get code-y on me”, he ghosted his lips over Alex’s face. The brunette tilted his head back to give Michael easier access. Even in the moonlight, the bruises on his neck were dark. Every mark was left with great care and Michael was eager to add to the canvas.

 Alex felt his breath hitch in his chest as Michael continued with too gentle of touches. He pushed his fingers through Michael’s curls to pull him closer. The nails against his scalp made him shiver. Michael smiled against his throat before placing messy kisses.

 “Michael”, Alex breathed.

 The alien stumbled into deeper water as he was pulled into a deep kiss. The waves swallowed them easily. Michael quickly regained his balance and pulled them both above the surface. Alex let out a laugh as he pushed his long bangs out of his eyes.

 “Not my sexiest moment”, Michael spit out some salt water.

 “Oh plenty sexy. I like it when you get wet for me.”

 Michael snorted, “That was horrible.”

 Alex shoved him playfully. The waves caused them to float a bit. Waving his arms through the warm water to stabilize himself, Alex gazed up at the moon. Michael pulled him close again, wrapping an arm around his waist. His other hand gently pressed against the handprint on his lover's skin. Alex shivered. He turned his lustful gaze to Michael.

 “I’ll never get sick of this”, he whispered.

 Michael smirked, “I know. I can feel how it affects you. Echo goes both ways.”

 “Even without it, I would know.”

 “Oh yeah? How so?”

 “You wear your heart on your sleeve. I never have to guess what you’re thinking.” Michael raised his brows curiously which Alex smiled at, “See? Just like that.”

 “It’s just my face”, he groaned.

 “Exactly.”

Read More on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45325099/chapters/114685057

[coleydc58]

Waiting for that merch drop...

[cosmiceverafter]

I miss Malex 😭 Been rewatching this show and it feels like it’s been forever. 🛸 ✨

[pastelwitchling]

Announcement

Never thought I'd be writing a post like this, but here we go.

I truly imagined I would be writing malex forever. I'm sure some of you have noticed that my fics have gotten shorter and shorter over the past few months. I blamed my lack of enthusiasm on the fact that so much of my energy was going into my original novels, and... to be honest, the excuses just aren't holding up anymore.

The truth is, writing malex fics saved me in so many ways, but one of the biggest was a coping mechanism to help me deal with the grief of losing the show and these characters. Alex Manes, in particular. So much time has passed, however, that I feel like, while that grief is still there, the room around it has grown, and with my original stories, I feel less and less the need to have malex fics as a creative outlet. Nowadays, it feels like I write malex fics because I have to; because of grief, because of guilt at moving on, because of all this pressure that I put on myself. I can't do it anymore. Not when there are so many wonderful stories waiting to be written. Guilt can't and shouldn't motivate my writing, and believe me, this is all internal. None of you have EVER pushed anything on me, it's all stemming from me, and for the sake of my stories, I'm finally setting myself free.

I want to make this very clear; I will still be writing malex. I will be completing my latest fic, I promise you, I will do it. But will there be a malex fic every Monday? ... Probably not. I no longer want to put out anything except my absolute best work, and if that means it takes a few weeks or even longer to get anything out, then so be it.

I'm so sorry to anyone I've disappointed, but I do hope that you can understand, and that you can still enjoy the fics already out.

[vintagelacerosette]

Wednesday tag game

Hiii darling angelpies! I am here on timeish 😆

I was tagged by these dazzling sweethearts Nosho @creepkinginc Mel @gardenerian Evie @energievie Deanna @deedala Kat @ mybrainismelted Julia @blue-disco-lights Al @spookygingerr Jessica @guinguin1984

How did you get into the fandom?

Like a lot of us 😆 I saw a fan edit of Mickey & Ian on YouTube (I can't find it again even when I've searched my history 😭) I was kinda in between fandoms at the time with Malex from Roswell New Mexico but they were broken up at the time & buddie lol.

But then I was shot through the heart when I went through the gallavich tag & it felt like home 🥰

How long have you been here?

I was lurking at the end of 2021 & the first official time I contributed to this darling fandom in Feb 2022 with gallacrafts 💝

What's the first fandom channel you found? (youtube, reddit, tumblr, insta, twitter, FB, other?)

Here on tumblr babeeeyy

What's your favourite now?

Still tumblr but I wish I was better on discord 😅 I get overwhelmed & don't wanna talk over ppl 😔

Which mutual have you known the longest in the fandom?

Oh my goodness I had no idea but my longest mutual is the always spectacular Calli @callivich 🥰🩵💙 woooww!!

Which tumblerinos did you have your first fandom crush(es) on and wanted to get to know?

Y'all have to understand you are all unbelievably swoon worthy & there's only so many ppl I can tag in one post (damn you tagging limit 😣)

Ok, so definitely have a big crush on Deena @suzy-queued & to see smitten feeling is mutual got me

GIF by theresaphoenixinmyboot

Alice @darthvaders-wife Jane @captainjowl Mitch @psychicskulldamage when we became mutuals I squealed bc how much talent??

Jenna @ianrightsonly & Kay @goodkwuestion their fics changed me

Also, Benja @svltburn | Nosho | Vey @look-i-love-u Macy @heymacy Julissa @heymrspatel Jo @jomilky Harvey @mikhailoisbaby Georgia @iansw0rld Molly @deathclassic Stas @messedwithmandy Howl @howlinchickhowl Michelle @michellemisfit | Deanna | LJ @ofalltheginjoints Sam @sam-loves-seb Face @ burninface | Calli | AJ @ clingymickey Mills @gallavichsbitch Leah @whatwouldmickeydo

Also Jay!! You've left but gave me butterflies 🦋

Pls I kind hate this question! I've come to the conclusion I have a crush on you all OK?? 😭

This is why I make y'all Valentine's

First gallavich fan fic you read (or that blew you away that you remember)?

By the magnificent Kay The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Ian Gallagher!!! OH MY GOSH JUST THINKING ABOUT THIS FIC MAKES ME FEEL ELATED & FERAL!!! It's my favourite piece of written work & I need my non gallavich ppl to read it so I can scream into their faces how much I love it 🥰🩷🩷🩷

First fan art that blew your mind?

Seriously, Deena's gallacrafts & art always take my breath away!!! Like the artistry & creativity?? I wanna get to your level 🥰

It's three dimensional & has twinkling lights ✨️ I was astounded & my jaw literally dropped 😍

All of Alice's art especially my commissioned art 🩷

Also, Mitch's comic I stared at it forever like Ian's eyes reflecting Mick's booty 🍑👀

Fanfic trope that you were sure wasn't for you but now you low key (or high key) love?

I have read some pretty freaky & nasty fic bc of curiosity, so I nothing really gave me icks in tropes, but in writing style, I got turned around with Jen @wehangout with second person POV. You're so talented that I really enjoyed them when I would nope out before 😆

What surprised you most about this fandom?

Everything surprised me about this fandom bc it was my first one!! 😆 I didn't really know how to do tumblr & didn't really get how to interact. So I used tumblr like a sticker book, then came learning tags & so ppl reached out to me which helped me gain confidence haha

This is kinda a golden standard fandom. So welcoming, loving & encouraging!! If I ever dabble in another fandom, imma have a high standard bc I've been spoiled by y'all! ILY

Moment in the show (or YT vids if you're one of those) that you fell in hyperfixation with gallavich?

It was the "I'm fucking gay" scene to the "Guess what we've been doing daddy" The way he humps the car with all that conviction & screaming "he fucking loves it".

Everything clicked & I was like "Damn I love this fictional man." He is my favourite character of all time & this ship is my OTP & GOAT.

Also I love this edit too. It gives me chills

Ian or Mickey?

Mickey, but holy shit I love them both

Which gallagher or milkovich are you?

I took a page from @/guinguin1984 & did some quizzes & I got Fiona Ian Fiona Debbie not of them feel right ahaha

I guess Fiona bc I had her twice 😅

Consider yourself tagged if I have a crush on you or mentioned you. Also tagging these sunshines & if you wanna do it too, have at it 💛🥰

@lingy910y @mickittotheman @doshiart @crossmydna @y0itsbri @7x10mickey @whatthebodygraspsnot @ms-moonlight-inn @mmmichyyy @sickness-health-all-that-shit @kiinard @transmickey @gallawitchxx @sleepyheadgallavich @rereadanon @whaticameherefor @darlingian @andthatisnotfake @ian-galagher @francesrose3