#2x06 spite fic

[derrygirlstrash]

A list of the prompts that I actually remembered to write down for James and Erin, there are more but I have to sort through countless hours of messages to properly write a full list, but I was asked twice so here!

@areseebee / @missssblanche / @irelandlass / @erinquinnfromderry / @aweecrush idk who else writes fic on here but like anyone feel free to steal these, I am just here to provide ideas

Fic Prompt: AU from the end of 2x06 where James decides to stay and meets all the girls and they’re happy only to go home and find Kathy is still there and that she wasn’t asking James come back home she was insisting - because really if she wants him home with her there realistically isn’t anything stopping her from just taking him home with her - so James and Erin further develop their ‘thing’ for each other over letters and visits to each other.

Fic Prompt: Erin wants to go to a writing convention the summer before they all start Uni but she’s the only one who hasn’t passed her driving test and no one wants to go so James, wanting to learn more about screenwriting for his film program, offers to drive her. So suddenly they’re alone REALLY alone for the first time since the kiss. Pining and tension and shenanigans ensue.

Fic Prompt: Time Loop AU from 1x04 where James and Erin are both trapped and keep reliving the party over and over and have to work together to have a chance to make it out. Falling in love and shenanigans within the Time Loop ensues.

Fic Prompt: Five times where Erin and James are finding secret ways to touch each other and one time they don’t have to be secret about it/or Five times they “””accidentally””” kiss and one time they kiss on purpose

Fic Prompt: Taking place within the year long gap of 3x06 and The Agreement where James and Erin keep finding themselves at parties pretending to be strangers so they can act how they would with each other if things were different.

Fic Prompt: Ghost James/Alive Erin - ghostly romcom ensues

Fic Prompt: Bad End where the group broke down over the years but James and Erin making the TV show based on their lives helps bring them back together

Fic Prompt: feral Jerin post-confession where they’re just really horny and in love and toeing the line so they don’t disturb the status quo while still acting on their mutual crushes that they know they have

Fic Prompt: Penpal AU where Erin gets assigned James as her penpal for an Lady Immaculate assignment and is annoyed to get an English penpal but they end up fancying each other over letters and neither knows how close they actually are through their Michelle connection

Fic Prompt: Five Times Michelle cockblocked James/Erin knowing they were developing feelings and trying to stop it before it became a problem and one time she let them be together because they’re all growing up

Fic Prompt: University roommates who never quite resolved their tension so there’s a lot of mutual pining but they’re idiots.

Fic Prompt: They apply to university at the same place and get in so decide to stop waiting - right when James also gets an acceptance to his dream film school that Michelle dared him to apply for while drunk. He has to choose between school and Erin and tries to hide it from her because they’re finally together and he doesn’t want that to end but Erin knows somethings up and loves him too much to not meddle.

Fic Prompt: Group Swap where Jeanette Joyce stayed friends with Mary while Deidre had the misunderstanding - making Michelle and Erin enemies, Jenny and Erin friends (but also they hate each other) and making James and Erin a Romeo and Juliet situation + enemies to lovers. Erin starts flirting with him to spite Michelle but falls into her crush the more she does it.

Fic Prompt: similar idea to the last one but James was sent to live with Aisling’s mom because she and Kathy were friends and Deidre didn’t even bother to hear Kathy out, so enemies to lovers because he’s with Jenny’s group

Fic Prompt: Erin sees James with Charlene and with Aisling and gets super jealous but those three are just in a Doctor Who fan club - but Charlene and Aisling take it upon themselves to feed her jealousy so Erin can woman up and ask James out because he for some reason wants her to, God knows why.

Fic Prompt: Fake dating AU where Erin decides that having a boyfriend will make her popular even if he is English so she makes James be all close to her and act into her (he’s not acting) so rumors can start about them but whoops she doesn’t count on actually feeling anything, or that James would also be more popular with girls now that he’s dating someone (even if it is Erin)

#Derry Girls #James Maguire #Erin Quinn #Jerin #James x Erin #Erin x James

[lovecolibri]

My 5 favorite fics that I’ve written (for fic writer appreciation day)

Tagged by the lovely @ravens-words, thank you! 😊

I'm not actually much of a writer and I only have 5 fics in total so I'm getting to brag about all of them!

Heart of Courage A.K.A my 2x06 spite fic that is actually mostly Malex talking and some delicious hurt/comfort. The first fic I ever posted and one I am so, so proud of.

After getting so wrapped up in each other that they forget about Maria entirely, Alex decides he is going to fight for Michael and confronts Maria about her treatment of Michael, and him, and what happened. Then, Alex and Michael take care of each other after a harrowing day and take the chance to talk, sharing secrets, fears, and apologies. This is soft, soft Malex, bringing ALL of the comfort after the hurt they have endured.

Caging Each Other In is just a sweet little Malex drabble about them being happy and in love

A nebulous, well adjusted future Malex getting handsy on a night out

Be Here To Love Me is a little fic based on some speculation around a BTS photo of what looked to be Alex and Michael on a hospital set. A tiny bit of angst but a lot of Michael taking care of Alex.

Alex slips and falls. Michael feels bad. Kyle dredges up the past. Malex share a *moment* and Michael takes Alex home to care for him.

Dancing In The Dark was supposed to be a quick little scene about Alex helping Michael shave but I needed a reason for that to happen so I invented a fancy event and it got way out of hand after that! But I stand by all the mushy, fluffy feels here AND Sanders gets a nice evening too which he deserves. Also, if you want a hint of Malex wedding feels, I've got those here too!

Michael has an accident shaving before a big event. Alex steps in to help and flirt, while Michael continues to be obtuse. There is a little dancing and a "sweet" ending.

If Time Is Money, I'll Spend It All For You is probably my favorite thing I've ever done and while it's the last fic I posted, it's the first one I started. It is domestic Malex at their absolute most cheesy and adorable and while it got wildly out of hand, I stand by every word. If you would like what basically amounts to a tour of a kids science museum, as well as Michael getting to be spoiled and overcome with childlike wonder, this is the fic for you.

Alex wants to plan the perfect birthday for Michael and doesn't quite know what to do until Kyle offers him a suggestion to recapture some of their childhood that is just too good to pass up. Alex and Michael spend a whole day recapturing their youth, and a whole weekend relaxing and in love.

#roswell nm #malex #malex fic #thanks for the tag! #please if you want to brag about or promote your work consider this your invitation!

[mazzystar24]

VERY VERY ANTI MARIA IM SORRY TO THOSE WHO LOVE HER JUST SKIP THIS POST:

Warning in place imma continue

Here is my bullshit thoughts in hope for fics or recommendations thank you very much:

I know we all love the spite fics where Alex calls Maria on the shit she put Michael and him through I mean who doesn’t love a protective boyfriends BUT you know what I would love love love? MICHAEL being the one to call all that stuff out cos it would show that he developed to the point where he is healthy enough to recognise the shitty things she did cos let’s be real she treated a funeral as a place to talk about their at the time non existent relationship and then she talked like shit to him and about him throughout the whole thing and even after and she hurt alex and in my opinion in 2x06 she took advantage of BOTH of them and their feelings for eachother (let’s not forget Michael was likely concussed and not to mention vulnerable and probably going through a heightened emotional state cos this all happened just after getting his brother back and while his mom’s death was still fresh) AND she acted like she was entitled to a secret that could result in his and his family’s deaths and torture and pretended like it was just unfair to her and one comment too many let slide was the “tell anyone I’ll cut your fingers off one by one” one it just shows how ashamed she was of him two like I know it’s an empty threat but what a shitty thing to a guy with a VISIBLE severe disability with his hands

Anyways I got carried away but mini rant over and looking for a fic which fills this spite requirement

#anti maria deluca #roswell new mexico #michael guerin #malex #malex fic #rnm fic #pure spite #spite fic hunt #anti miluca

[ronandhermy]

I was extremely excited for your fuck it and elope fic and it absolutely did not disappoint! Any chance of more snippets from this AU and Kate and Anthony not giving a shit about their selfish and oblivious family members?

So glad you liked it!

I am surprised how many people are invested in it and want it to continue. I am working on a second part to it, but I don't know how long it will be or if there will be more after that. This one shot came to when I was watching the end of 2x06 and Kate and Anthony had kissed and I was like "in what damn world is Anthony letting Kate go after he has made out with her before God?" And I came to the conclusion that an elopement would have very much been in the cards.

Also, the half-sister line and Lady Mary kicking Kate out bothered me SO DAMN MUCH so now I am making my spiteful revenge fic everyone's problem. No one puts Kate in a closet/corner.

#asks #assortedmusings #wild horses

[pastelwitchling]

A prompt for forlex: (sorry if this sucks or its not what you're looking for) protective and head over heels Forrest...perhaps him going off on M*ria and trying to keep her away from Alex. And Alex just being extremely happy and free with him

I did not intend this to be a 2x06 spite fic of sorts, but that’s what happened.

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There was this spark that lit in Alex’s eyes whenever he sat at his keyboard piano. A way he bit his lower lip as his fingers hovered above the keys, a way he smiled to himself whenever he tinkered with the notes and managed an accidental, beautiful melody.

“Not bad, huh?” he’d say with a shy smile that made Forrest want to grab his face and kiss him senseless to show him just how not bad it was.

Instead, Forrest would rest his chin on his palm as he watched Alex with a fond smile that he had no hopes or desire of ever controlling.

“That’s one way of describing it,” he’d say, and Alex would blush and look away, like he couldn’t believe the complement but liked hearing his boyfriend’s praise anyway.

Forrest had a love/hate relationship with that reaction. On the one hand, Alex Manes was the cutest man alive, screw whatever anyone else said, and he was glad to be the only one allowed to see that side of him.

On the other, he hated Alex not knowing how special he was. And when he remembered the quiet confessions made in diner booths and in the small space between them in bed, Forrest knew who to blame for it all.

He was laid out on the couch now, listening to his boyfriend play around with the keys and occasionally stopping to jot something down in his song writing book, when a knock came at the door.

Alex stopped writing and looked over his shoulder, brows furrowed.

Forrest lifted his head slightly off the armrest. “You promised you’d rest today, Alex.”

He shrugged. “I have no idea who that could be.”

Forrest sighed, pushing himself to stand. “I do. No, sit down,” he said as Alex began to move off the settee. “I’ll take care of it.”

“But I —”

Forrest took Alex’s face and smothered him with kisses, turning his objections to laughter.

“Okay, okay,” Alex giggled as he grabbed Forrest’s sweater, keeping him close instead of pushing him away. “Whatever you want.”

Forrest pecked his lips once more and returned his attention to the person who had knocked again.

His smile dimmed as he opened the door and found Maria. She tilted her head in what Forrest supposed was meant to seem cute. Clearly, she wanted something.

“Hi, Forrest,” she said. “Glad to see you’re here.”

“Hey, Maria,” he said with a sigh, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed. “And yeah, Alex has a day off, so we’re working on some music and stuff.”

“And stuff,” she raised her eyebrows suggestively. “Well, it’s good. Alex needs a day off with his boyfriend.”

The tension in Forrest’s shoulders began to fade. “Yeah,” he said. “He does.”

“I won’t take up too much time,” she said, and the dread returned. She held up the laptop she’d been carrying in one arm and tapped it. “I just need him for, like, two minutes.”

As she moved toward the door, Forrest sidestepped to block her path, holding his hand up to keep the other side blocked, too.

“Yeah,” he said with grim resignation. “I don’t think so.”

Maria frowned at him. “Excuse me?”

“Maria, I just told you,” he said. “This is his one day off in months. Whatever you need, can’t you save it for tomorrow?”

“Alex doesn’t mind,” she defended.

“Because this is how he thinks friends are supposed to act,” Forrest said, getting more and more frustrated. Was this really how they’d been treating Alex all these years? He probably didn’t mind being taken advantage of, so it was okay?

“I want to talk to Alex.”

“I don’t really care what you want, Maria,” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I think what you want has taken enough priority in Alex’s life, don’t you? If you ask him for something, he’ll feel obligated to help you. But he’s finally having some fun, let him enjoy himself.”

She scoffed, offended. “You’re acting like I’m asking him for things all the time.”

“No,” Forrest said, “that would mean talking to him. And you don’t. You just pretty much take whatever you want, don’t you?”

She looked furious. “Where’s Alex?” she demanded. “I want to talk to Alex.”

Forrest checked over his shoulder to make absolutely sure Alex couldn’t hear them, and stepped down. “Why?” he asked. “Think if you’ll keep pushing, you’ll get what you want from Alex again?”

She blanched. “I... I don’t —”

“Oh, I think you do,” he said, somehow managing to keep his voice steady. “But, see, that won’t work this time. Because I’m here. And Alex knows that if he says no to you, I’ll still be here to keep him safe, to tell him it’s okay, to love him anyway.”

Forrest shook his head, disgusted. “I only wish Guerin had given him that same protection from you. But you both. Just. Needed him too much. Right?”

Maria stood, horrified and furious and near tears. Forrest didn’t care. The only person he cared about was sitting inside, creating stories with his piano. He turned and closed the door behind him, and made his way back to the living room.

“Hey,” Alex said distractedly, “who was at the door?”

Forrest sat down next to him, and kissed his shoulder. “I took care of it, Cap.”

Alex raised an amused brow at him. “Anything I need to know?”

Forrest shook his head, pulling Alex in closer by the waist and kissing his cheek, making his smile widen. At the sight and touch of him, warm and happy and safe here, Forrest felt himself able to relax again. “I took care of it, baby.”

#alex manes #forrest long #forlex fic #forlex fanfic #forlex fanfiction #2x06 spite fic #anti maria deluca #anti 2x06 #roswell new mexico #roswell nm #forlex angst #forlex fluff #tyler blackburn #christian antidormi

[female-overlord-3]

@winged-fool IT'S DONE! I hope you enjoy 😆 did my best to add some things I know you like

I Know You Better

Michael is absolutely blissed out as he and Alex enjoy the afterglow. For the third time. God he really loves having anniversaries now.

Two years down and the rest of their lives to go.

"Gonna have to push that party another hour Alex. You made me inoperable for the next 40 minutes." The happy sigh he lets out is answered by Alex's own who presses even closer to him.

"Sounds good."

After a good 10 minutes to calm down and get his brain back online, Michael has two glasses of water and an apple glide through the doorway.

"You feelin hot or cold?"

Hands skate slow and lightly over the bare skin of Alex's back, goosebumps rising as he shivers from the sensation.

"I feel like indulging so hot."

He tilts his head up for a quick kiss before nudging Michael to move.

That gets an eye roll but another quick kiss as Michael gets up to grab what they need from the bathroom. He throws a wink behind him as Alex's heavy gaze follows him.

Once Michael's beautiful body gets blocked by the doorframe, Alex rolls over and buries his face into Michael's pillow and melts.

Footsteps then soft lips trail up his spine before a warm damp towel wipes away the mess that's trying to dry, a gentle nudge makes him roll over to get to his front.

A second towel is handed to him without thought so he can get Michael's backside in their well done dance of cleaning up.

It's taken time but Alex allows this care and Michael too. Allowing each other to clean and care with love. It's no longer rushed or something seen as an end before parting ways but an additional moment to be intimate.

They enjoy a few more minutes of cuddling before both their phones alert them about reality.

Michael of course groans and goes to hide his face in Alex's neck as warm arms hold him in place.

"It's our anniversary so we can show up whenever we want."

They get 4 more alerts before resigning themselves that they have to leave their lovely bed to venture out for what their friends and family have planned.

Going through the almost routine of getting ready together. Turning or nudging, helping adjust clothes or grab needed items, doing their best to keep their hands and lips from wandering too much.

It's only when Alex is doing a quick sweep to make sure they've got everything and their home is secure, that the slight apprehension of going to their destination starts to bubble up before he sets it aside.

It's his and Michael's fucking anniversary so whatever happens, happens and he'll still be coming home.

-

It's a nice idea honestly but Alex is really trying his best to not just drag Michael outside to his truck and take them to their spot. He can be a bit petty alright it's been nearly 3 years since everything then another before that of what happened between them. The thing is Alex feels like it's sorta personal which is stupid since it's not his fault Greg ended things with her.

They already had a small thing with Greg yesterday since he knew things would be awkward if he joined today. The upside was Alex got to see Flint who still glares at him but gave him a nod for the brief moment they were in each other's presence and not so subtly gave Michael a shovel talk. Michael just rolled his eyes but accepted it because he knew things were just the tiniest bit better between Alex and his brother.

Alex would really like to be back there instead.

If Maria wants to make a fool of herself then he's all for it. He's been waiting for something to finally push her to be a little more revealing to the others who've been setting her actions aside.

"Maria I really don't think this is-"

Isobel's concern is flapped away by Maria's hand as she continues to set up her game.

"Nonsense, it'll be hilarious and a fun bonding experience for everyone."

Alex can't help but be a bit smug when Michael just gives her a thumbs up but hasn't looked away from him once.

Kyle sees it too and rolls his eyes but the mild concern Alex sees just makes him shrug.

With everyone here it seems like his patience might be paying off.

They're all sitting outside at the back area since Maria wanted to host but Rosa finally voiced her unease about being near so much alcohol. Alex isn't sure why the Crashdown or Max's house wasn't used instead but at least he can see the spot where he got his second chance when Michael kissed him.

"What does the winner get?" Alex questions as his foot runs up and down Michael's leg. The heated look tells him what his will be regardless of the game.

"A crappy photo-shoped t-shirt with both your faces on it and spa day for the two!"

The idea of going to a spa is not really either of their things unless said spa is just them pampering the other at home. Sue them for being a healthy amount of possessive about the other.

 It's absolutely something Maria would want though. Physical proof that she won and a spa trip.

He'll give it to Kyle and Isobel who instantly perk up at the reward.

It'll be interesting to see what the others know but knowing Kyle and Max they'll probably make a few joke answers for fun. Liz, Kyle, and Heath have the science down and some basic medical info but they'll be a bit stumped about personal things.

Isobel and Max have the advantage over Dallas but him and Michael have been bonding a lot too.

Alex isn't too worried about what Maria knows because the more Maria explains about the game the less Alex likes it but knows he'll win.

Rosa offers to keep score and argues she hasn't had time to get to know him like the others do, which is a lie from what he knows but there's that mischievous look in her eyes.

"You just wanna know about me but you're taking the lazy way out."

Rosa makes a face at Michael's accusation but they're both fighting smiles.

"I mean if you count that very fun night last month I know a decent amount already."

Her eyes flick to Alex who just shrugs.

"He had fun and so did I."

Maria calls them to attention once she has whatever she needed setup.

"I only thought of this last minute so there aren't as many questions for you both but Michael first."

She seems excited about the prospect of winning but if Maria really knew Alex like she claims with this game, then this whole concept of being pitted against each other to determine who knows who best or even that anyone besides Michael or maybe Kyle actually knows him, is cheap.

"So first off we'll start easy with Michael's birthday just say the date-"

"Wait which one?"

To Alex's surprise it's Max who asks.

Not a fan of being interrupted, she rolls her eyes at him.

"The one that's right obviously."

Her answer and action seems to take Max aback and further confuse him.

"No, I mean which birthday are we choosing because there are like 3."

That gets a scoff from their game host and Alex can't help himself.

"There's the night they left the pods. The legal birthday given to them. Then there's the day Michael wanted for himself."

Alex doesn't add that it was also the day that they calculated would actually be his birthday from the journals they found. That's only theirs.

Surprisingly everyone except for Maria knows the exact date for the night they left the pods, even Heath.

A sight furrow is starting to form on Maria's brow at that.

"Nearly all of you have some medical info about him or were there." She grumbles and tries to move onto the next question but Michael stops her.

"Alex never got to finish his answer."

Michael's gaze is searing into him that he can't not meet as he says each specific date.

Everyone groans at them for being so 'gross' and 'really right in front of us" but neither man cares when all they see is each other.

"Next question: What is Michael's favorite item of clothing?"

Everyone answers that it's his black cowboy hat except for Maria and Alex.

Maria says it's his oldest and only white crewneck. 

Alex waited to go last so he can correctly answer the hoodie Sanders gave him the first day he started working at the Autoshop.

He can't wear it now of course since he's sadly outgrown it but he's kept it.

"Michael's favorite movie."

Heath, Liz, Isobel, and Dallas answer The Iron giant.

Max and Kyle both say Avatar to be funny.

Maria declares Meet the Robinsons.

Alex winks at Michael and answers Wall-E by a long shot but his first that still sticks with him is Stardust because he was bullied into finally watching a movie with Isobel and Max at the Evan's house. If he over explains the second part then no one will ask about the first, that they watched it together at the drive-in for their first official date.

Maria crosses her arms and throws Michael an annoyed look but all Michael does is shrug because he's too busy fiddling with Alex's fingers.

"I thought you loved Meet the Robinsons."

"I mean I liked it the time we watched it but you can't beat Wall-E Deluca."

She gives him a tight smile.

"What's his favorite food?"

That seems to stump everyone except Alex, Isobel, and Max but Maria answers first. 

"It's his own spicy chorizo of course."

Max and Isobel share a smirk.

"Sander's breakfast scramble."

They both look to Michael who gives them a so-so.

"Close but you missed something."

Dallas makes a noise in thought. "Is it being made with acetone?" 

That gets a laugh but Alex can already see the idea turning in his head.

Kyle sighs and shares a look with Liz.

"Please keep the alien cooking between all of you unless you want to be a funny work story."

"I second that." She squints at him like maybe she could read his mind. "Is it anything at the Crashdown?"

Michael again casts his eyes back to Alex with glee.

"This weirdo must eat it with fresh avocados even after all of Walt's grumbling about millennials ruining food with it."

"You know he's been doing it too so he can grumble all he wants, hypocrite."

Maria looks like she wants to say something but let's it go.

"What's one of his good characteristics."

"A stubborn genius that doesn't know when to quit."

Michael puffs out his chest pleased at Liz's answer and when Heath says he seconds it.

Kyle eyes them both and grins. "A terribly love sick idiot."

"You know what I'll take it Valenti."

As they all snicker when he makes slightly dramatic moon eyes at Alex.

Isobel and Max answer together with soft smiles. "An insanely loving brother."

"Kind and fiercely protective." Dallas adds.

All of the praise makes Michael go a bit bashful but he easily accepts it.

"Someone who can fix anything." Maria slinks back in her chair as her eyes focus on him. "Cause he's good with his hands."

Alex can feel it, another shift as her choice of words settle around them. The flickers of discomfort start to linger in the air.

Again Alex let's it slide so he can give Michael his full attention.

"His stupidly caring heart that finally found the home it's been searching for to be happy."

The perfect way Michael's eyes got absolutely soft on him at his words.

"Second to you. I'm glad I came home."

 Everyone aww's at them because while Alex's song has only been sung only a rare few times since that first night, it's still insanely sweet and sappy when they bring it up.

"What is his favorite spot in Roswell?"

Everyone else seems to go quiet at Maria's pointed tone. Her eyes staring into the side if Alex's head.

"Depends on what he needs but it hasn't been a bar for a year."

He goes for teasing because this should all be in good fun right? The way Maria's tight smile goes flat shows it isn't.

His foot is lightly tapped by Michael who's checking in.

They've talked about this for the last year, being able to work through and let go of the last remaining doubts and fears that have still lingered. It was hard and terrifying but they've grown and healed so much, done the hard work to make sure they keep working together instead of against.

Alex tried to let go of what going to Maria did to him before and after they got together then just locked it away when that didn't work. It was all good and fine until they started getting more comfortable, more confident and sure about their relationship that the difficult talks started happening.

Michael's fear of Alex leaving nearly gone but still something he can't seem to quit. The new guilt that came when Alex finally voiced how much what happened with Maria hurt. The uncertainty when Michael revealed how much he wasn't truly himself with her, that he cared but he felt more like he was playing a part he thought he wanted but just couldn't seem to get right.

Alex still felt guilt for Flint and his constant battle of worrying about the next unknown thing he'll find out about his family, that will finally push Michael away from him. The worry about someone better coming into Michael's life. They both seemed to have that fear but it helped them realize that it was an internal issue about themselves, the fear that they themselves weren't good enough for the other when the reality was that sorta contradicts how much they want to be together because they saw the good in the other. The bad too but it only made the cosmic relationship they have that more real.

Alex brings himself back to the present and, trying to keep the peace, he actually answers the question.

"Surprisingly it's been the garden hence why he's somehow able to have fresh avocados regardless of the season." A warm feeling settles into him as reminders of Michael working so diligently and loving with his growing garden in the back, so focused and usually shirtless in the heat.

The gentle pressure on his cheek brings him back but then he gets lost in Michael's eyes instead.

"He got his airstream after highschool from Sanders."

Alex barely contains the annoyed sound he wants to make.

So they're doing this then.

"He fixed and worked on it after highschool. He got it a year after because Walt didn't know what to do with it but conveniently complained about it to Michael."

Maria for some reason turns her glare from him to Michael like her being wrong is all his fault.

She tries again.

"His dream career is to work for Nasa."

"Agricultural engineer first then Nasa. He wants to get a Doctorate to annoy Kyle."

This makes the others laugh awkwardly and even Kyle tries to chuckle but the attempt at humor just adds to Maria's growing frustration. Alex is really enjoying this.

It goes silent at her next words.

"He doesn't want kids."

This one Alex loses all humor to glare and he can see Isobel doing the same.

"That's actually between us and who we want to know." The implication of her not being one of those people just makes her angrier.

"His favorite sex-"

"Maria enough already!" Her mouth closes with a click and stays closed as Michael stares at her in concentration. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Alex takes his hand across the table and gripes it tightly. They've found it helps ground him.

"Breathe." He mouths.

Michael does and tugs Alex forward as a sign he needs him closer.

"If this is about Greg then-"

"You lied to me!" Explodes from her.

Michael's not entirely sure what he lied about this time before the last few minutes plays back in his head.

There's a question in his eyes when he looks at Alex followed by a certain set of taps. He shrugs in answer, a small part of him squirms in glee when he feels the slightest sensation of sinking. Everything looks exactly the same.

"Not intentionally and things change. We both know I wasn't truly myself even after you found out about the alien stuff."

Alex can see the hope Michael has that maybe Maria had at least some idea about this, that while their time together was nice for them, it wasn't all of Michael. Alex can't help the sigh, dampening some of that hope in Michael.

"So what, was our whole relationship a lie then? Nearly a whole year of my life with a stranger! Just used me to get ready to be all perfect for Alex?"

The accusations would've cut deep into Michael before. He would've spiraled and tried everything to make her see that they weren't true. 'Would've' being the key word.

Alex and him didn't work this hard the last 2 years to let things like that hurt them by causing doubts and questioning. That also means they're more ready to defend each other.

"If anyone used him it was you." It takes a second for his words to sink in but when they do Alex can feel the absolute fury crashing into him like waves but he's not done.

"Do not make me list why because I've been able to let most of it go, to move past that night with the bootmaker." He leans forward and keeps his eyes locked on her. "I'm sure you'd like to keep it in the past too."

Maria seems to take it as a challenge.

"You still participated and it was you who left him." She takes a step forward. "You never made a move." Another step. "I allowed him the choice to choose and he chose me that night." A final step brings her right in front of him. "He told me he loved me first and I know there's a part of him that wants me back because I can give him things you can't."

Those words hurt, digging deep and finding the small tender parts still healing but they don't stay because for once he won't let them.

All Alex can do now is just laugh loud and free.

"That night I had a chest wound and was out of my mind worried with all of us hurt. I left and didn't make any 'moves' as you've put it because I was respecting Michael's wants and needs instead of only seeking my own." He tilts his head and levels her with the most patronizing look. "You didn't allow him anything except to do what you wanted. We made an agreement, a mutual one even if it went unspoken, way before you got together after that night. Michael told me what he wanted and I stepped back to let him try being with you."

It's actually cathartic, that he's been able to get that all voiced and out. A few less things trying to cling then drag him down.

Michael looks so proud of him, can feel it with their hands connected and even a little bit of heat.

When he turns to Maria he just looks sad.

"You think I lied but I can't lie when the things I like changed, that I only liked them because it was what I thought I was supposed to do." He looks down for a second, to get everything in his head sorted. 

"I was in such a bad place when I went to you because I needed something simple and what I thought was different. I needed to break the horrible cycle I was in and you seemed to like me instead of tolerate me so I went for it, tried to be good for someone. I thought you and Alex talked, that when he said he understood that I liked you, it was because he heard your side. God he was the one helping steady our relationship at the start, he's the freaking reason you gave me a chance after finding out about the alien stuff."

Michael takes a shuddering breath as he continues.

"He was the one that was ready but saw that I wasn't so he let me take my time in the most stupid and tragic way, jesus Alex I really want to kick you past self for doing that."

Alex squeezes their hands, softly smiling as he also chides him.

"Focus."

"Right." It takes effort to look back at Maria but Michael does. 

"I don't know why you think I would ever leave Alex. I have no idea what you think you could give me when Alex has always been what I wanted since we started our thing at 17. I'm sorry you're still upset about Greg but you are not allowed to take it out on Alex because he is done taking the blame for shit he didn't do."

It seems like some sense has started to sink into her, her face still showing anger but now there's doubt and confusion as she realizes this thing is much bigger than just her.

"I- but we-" She points at Michael. "You've been really close and nice to me! Being there for me when I ended things with him and-"

Alex can't help but curse at that because for christ sake.

"So do you see all people that've been there for you as someone interested?"

"What no of cou-"

"Then a concerned friend who was asked by his boyfriend to check on you should hold no interest when it was you who broke up with my brother because he 'wasn't spending enough time with you' when he had a job and home all the way on the Res."

The real reason for their breakup being explained makes her go silent.

Alex has had enough of this and the twitch in Michael's jaw shows he feels the same.

"This should be enough."

The slight shift and subtle feel of rising before settling into himself never fails to fill him with excitement. Also a little lust cause Michael using his powers with such effortless and absolute control really does it for his competency kink. 

"Dang Michael you've really got that one down." Dallas crows and snaps Maria out of whatever got her stuck, the reminder of them not being alone drains all of the color from her face. 

"Guess that's out queue." Heath mutters as 

He and Dallas rise and give a quick polite wave before heading to the exit.

"I've gotten really good at using that persuasion thing Isobel had but just like her it only works with the truth and adding that to what my deadbeat passed down."

Michael drawls out as he glances at the others.

"Makes some things pretty clear." Isobel answers through her teeth. "Delcua. I see why you've been avoiding Mimi now. Avoiding the truth still I see."

She stands and settles with eyes of ice.

"Michael is always there for the people he cares about."

Kyle of course can't help himself. 

"It's kinda annoying."

"Aww Valenti you remember New Years!"

"We don't speak of that night!"

Kyle grumbles but a quick kiss to his cheek from Isobel settles him.

Michael wrinkles his face at them, but his happier mood from earlier coming back. He tilts his head to the exit, motioning that he's all good to leave now. Alex is in absolute agreement.

"I'd like to remind you that this is our anniversary and we should be spending the day happy so thank you for hosting, even though Max's place would've been better, and thank you for letting Michael and I let go of some leftover things we still had."

They both stand and push their chairs back in.

"We'll see ourselves out and everyone shouldn't bother us for the rest of the day."

Liz looks miserable but Alex already had his talk with her months ago. It's only now she's actually seeing what he was trying to say.

Maria realizes this too and looks at her panicked.

"I'm going to need time. You need some too. Go see Mimi and work through whatever this is. Come on Max."

Max helps her up and has a silent conversation with Michael to make sure he's okay before letting Liz lead him out with Rosa.

They all get to the lot with their cars but wait to get in.

"That wasn't too mean was it?" Max asks.

Rosa nudges his shoulder and walks over to hang onto Liz.

"Nah she needed that. Felt like an intervention."

Everyone makes a noise of agreement then goes silent as the mood drops.

Knowing exactly how to break it, Dallas grins.

"So we still on for Max's? I really wanna try that acetone idea now."

It works and things start to shift into motion.

Everyone can see how antsy Alex and Michael are so they make quick goodbyes and voice their congratulations to let the happy couple leave.

Alex feels better, they both do and while staying in bed completely bare filled with love and skin is exactly what happens the second they pass through the door, they also do some of the other things they both enjoy. 

Watching their favorite movie. Checking on their garden. Stopping by Sander's for a much smaller celebration dinner. Alex reading Michael some news about cyber security then Michael can share one about a new telescope. Talking and holding each other close through the late hours until sleep claims them only to repeat all those things again but with work and errands and reality, for the rest of their lives. Exactly what they know the other wants.

#malex #alex manes #michael guerin #malex fic #anti maria deluca #established malex #its their anniversary! #winged-fool #spite fic #mentions 2x06 #tw 2x06 rnm #roswell new mexico

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

I promise I tried searching the library, but I clearly don’t have the right search terms. I absolutely loved Near Misses by Flaming Muse. I think I’ve read all of her klaine works. If Near Misses is a fave, what else do you recommend? I like longer fics. Thanks so much!

I’m not exactly what sure what aspect that you like about Near Misses. This fic is definitely a slow build so I suggest you browse our slow build tag. Here are a few to get you started.

Pro tip: If someone is looking for a fic similar to one they mentioned, I search that fic in the library. More often than not, it's included in a post that has other fics that are similar. - HKVoyage

Little Numbers by iknowitainteasy [PDF/EPUB]

AU: Blaine sends a text message to a wrong number by accident. Things progress from there.

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The Symphony Verse by shandyall

Blaine has spent most of his life feeling like the only thing people notice about him is that he stutters. He’s working hard to overcome his (mostly self created) roadblocks when he meets Kurt in an online class the summer after his freshman year of college.

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Butterfly Wings by HKVoyage (voyagehk)

A fashion blog started at University launched Blaine Anderson’s fortune and fame. As Vogue’s new editor-in-chief, he is struggling to find an original angle for an upcoming issue. Kurt Hummel has recently arrived in New York City after finishing high school, and is having no luck building a musical theater career, so he decides to explore another passion of his: fashion. He applies for an internship at Vogue, and Isabelle sees in him the perfect fresh face to liven up the magazine, and convinces him to try out as a model. Kurt meets Blaine, and in spite of their 10-year age difference, sparks fly. Can they overcome misunderstandings and sabotage to find their happily-ever-after? Klaine model AU.

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Near Misses by flaming_muse

This story is AU from within 2x06 ("Never Been Kissed"), with many of the broad strokes of canon remaining except where I thought they would be different because of the AU or other factors. Near Misses itself takes place in Blaine's first year of college, starting about a year from now. There are some spoilers through 3x22 (“Goodbye”).

#klaine fic #klaine fanfic #klaine fanfiction #fic finder #anonymous #slow build

[winged-fool]

Summary: There is something wrong with Michael Guerin. He still looks the same, dresses the same, sounds the same. But, it’s not him. It’s like he’s putting on an act, just going through the motions, and no one seems to notice.

Except Alex.

Tags: Canon Divergence, Angst, References to 2x06, Anti Miluca, Anti Maria Deluca, Emotional Abuse, Hopeful Ending

This is my miluca spite fic. I tried to keep this as close to in character as possible, but it deals with some personal themes so my apologies in advance if anyone feels a little off. I also tried to get this out before 2x10 airs so hopefully it doesn’t sound too rushed.

#malex #malex fic #anti miluca #anti maria deluca #rnm #roswell new mexico #my writing

[bestillmyslashyheart]

i love all your fics and I know I previously said the cost of greatness, love it so much, but everything with patric is so gooood. I love him trying to get his friends back together. but I think my favorite is the spite fics after 2x06. they really got me through that rough time

thank you!! I’m so glad my spite fics helped you like they helped me <3

#tell me which of my fics is your fave #fairymonk

[misscrazyfangirl321]

May I ask for WyJess and Lorena Flynn for the "send me a ship/character and I'll tell you" ask meme? (since we were talking about exploring Lorena's character I was curious XD) (feel free to delete, obviously)

Lorena Flynn:

How I feel about this character: I really wish we'd gotten to know a little more about her, and I feel like she must have been a really impressive woman to be married to Flynn.

 All the people I ship romantically with this character: For the moment, just Garcia. Oh, and maybe Noah! More on that in a sec.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I really like the idea I poked around with about her and Jiya being coworkers in an AU, and being close friends through that.

My unpopular opinion about this character: I think she and Garcia had a good, happy, healthy marriage. I tend to see them divorced a lot in AU fics, and while I understand the urge to not "fridge" her, it just seems... Unlikely.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I would have loved to see them save her, but at the cost of her meeting Garcia. Where the time team comes back one day and she's ALIVE, but she and Garcia never met, and she's married to someone else. It would be fun if that person was Noah, actually.

my OTP: Florena

my cross over ship: I don't have one, sadly.

a headcanon fact: She and Flynn dated for four years before he realized they were dating. She has infinite patience.

WyJess:

when I started shipping it if I did: I really enjoyed their dynamic in 2x04, and by 2x05 I was really invested. I didn't fully start shipping it until I was more secure in my Garcy shipping, around 2x06, though. (For Lucy's sake.)

my thoughts: They're such a fascinating dynamic. Two people on opposite sides of a war, and they just love each other so much. They can't stand the thought of hurting each other, but they also can't betray the people who have become their family. Plus, the sort of.. Disconnect is so interesting to me. She is not the Jessica he lost. He is not the Wyatt she married. But they love each other so much in spite of that.

What makes me happy about them: Their Soft Moments. Plus, there's a lot of potential for growth, for learning what a family is supposed to look like and how to be parents together.

What makes me sad about them: They're on opposite sides of a war. And if one of them doesn't change sides soon, they're going to find themselves on opposite ends of each other's guns, and neither of them are going to be able to back down.

things done in fanfic that annoys me: Not enough fanfic. Plus, some people write her as much more put together than him emotionally, as if they don't both have their share of baggage. Maybe she's more functional on the surface, but... She's brainwashed. So.

things I look for in fanfic: MORE. Also, them taking care of each other/being a battle couple.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: ... Look. If it had been done right, I actually would have been okay with Wyatt and Lucy together. Not my preference at this point, but I would have been okay with it. But my thing is, they're married. That's a Big Thing for me, (and frankly, something I struggle with in Garcy fic, which is why I tend to avoid "Lorena is alive but Flynn would rather be with Lucy still" fics; only way I'd be okay with THAT is in a new/different timeline, where Lorena was married to someone else), so I just. Frankly? Probably wouldn't be COMFORTABLE with them ending up with anyone else, period.

My happily ever after for them: Post-Rittenhouse, vows renewed, several kids, no more war. Wyatt leaves the military and pursues something else, Jessica gets to make her own dream now that Rittenhouse isn't pulling the strings. They've seen enough war for several lifetimes.

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Wyatt Logan is a chronic big spoon. Jessica is the only one who has ever been able to be "big spoon" for him, but usually, it's the other way around. He feels most secure knowing that she's in his arms.

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Let's say, watching action/spy movies. They can recite most Bond movies from memory.

Thanks for the ask!

#answered #heytheredeann

[lovecolibri]

Here is is, friends! The final chapter of my 2x06 spite fic and now, officially, the first completed fic I have ever written, clocking in at 21.4k words (this chapter alone being 12k of them because I just couldn’t split it up) 😱 After all the anger, salt, and spite, this is the soft chapter where Michael and Alex talk, and rest, and comfort each other. Thank you to everyone who encouraged me on this journey and everyone who has read and commented on this fic. I truly hope this last chapter lives up to all your expectations. Enjoy!

Once they are inside, Michael just stands there, looking lost and Alex, Alex is so tired. Tired in that bone-deep way that extends past his aching body into his very soul and it looks like Michael feels the same. Alex sighs and turns away, planning to start rifling through Michael’s drawers for something to sleep in, when Michael’s hand shoots out and grabs his arm, eyes wide.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Alex says softly and draws Michael in, letting him wrap his arms around Alex’s waist and bury his face in his neck. They both stand there, just breathing for a bit until Alex pulls back again, slowly this time. Gently, his reaches up and cradles Michael’s face in his hands, making sure Michael’s eyes are meeting his.

“I told you already, I’m not leaving, at least, I don’t want to leave. I always feel safe here. With you.” At that, Michael tries to snuggle back in and Alex keeps him back, huffing a little laugh at the petulant face Michael makes at being denied.

“Michael,” Alex says, using his Stern Captain voice. It’s less harsh than his Commanding Captain voice, but it usually works to get people to listen up. Michael’s eyes flair wide, darkening for just a moment which is something Alex is now desperately trying not to get distracted by, filing the information away for later.

“We probably need to talk, BUT,” he continues, talking over Michael’s soft whine of protest, “more importantly, I also need to know that you are safe,” Alex smiles slightly at Michael’s blush and slowly brushes his thumbs across the heated skin of his cheeks. “And I want to make sure I don’t need to call Kyle to check you out for a concussion.”

Michael scrunches up his nose in distaste at Kyle’s name. “Can’t we can do that later? I feel fine, and I don’t think I have the energy to deal with being poked and prodded at right now, especially by Valenti. ‘What did you do to your head, Guerin?’, ‘Does it hurt when I push on this very obvious bruise, Guerin?’ ‘Maybe stay away from madmen with murderous intent, Guerin.’” Michael rattles off.

Alex rolls his eyes. “Fine, but let me check you over at least.”

Michael gives a long-suffering sigh but dutifully turns around, bowing his head and pulling his hair back as best he can from the general area of soreness he can feel. Goosebumps break out across his skin as he feels Alex’s fingers softly probing the back of his head and he tries his best not to flinch when Alex finds the knot there. He doesn’t quite manage it though and he hears Alex hiss in sympathy, then feels a squeeze to his shoulder before Alex’s hands slide up to meet his own in his hair, gently untangling them from the curls and guiding his arms down before Alex is turning him back around. Before he can say anything, Alex is holding his chin and looking intently at his pupils, tilting his head this way and that. Michael feels himself relaxing even more under the familiarity of being manhandled by Alex, the cacophony of noise in his head quieting down enough for him to feel like he has finally caught his breath after all that has happened. He must have been too relaxed and stared drifting though, because suddenly fingers are snapping in his face and the normal sounds of the night come rushing back in as Alex’s concerned face swims into focus.

“Sorry,” Michael says, giving his head a gentle shake to clear it. “I must have zoned out. What did you say?”

“I asked if you were having any pain, blurry vision, dizziness, nausea, confusion, or trouble focusing,” Alex says, brows still drawn in tight with worry.

“No, I’m fine, Alex. I promise. I think I’m just tired after...” he gestures vaguely.

Alex nods but doesn’t look convinced. Michael can practically see him weighing options and trying to decide if it’s too late, (or too early?) to call Kyle for a consult.

“Alex, I promise, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure, Michael? Because you’ve exhibited some symptoms of pain, confusion and inability to focus at the very least, and I have no idea if you were knocked fully unconscious, and if so, for how long and-”

He stops mid-sentence as Michael levitates over a fresh, cool bottle of water in front of his face and unscrews the cap with his mind before summoning over a pair of plastic cups and pouring a little bit into each glass before closing the bottle and floating it over to sit on the counter. Michael plucks his cup out of the air and drains it before gesturing that Alex should do the same. At least some of the worry has eased from Alex’s face replaced with fond exasperation and a bit of carefully concealed delight at Michael’s antics that he only catches because he knows Alex so well.

“See? No trouble with my vision or focus, and the acetone worked for the pain. I’d tell you who the president is, but I don’t really want to.” Michael thinks for a moment, then breaks out into a grin. “If I say it’s Taylor Swift will you still call Valenti?”

Alex snorts at that and rolls his eyes, though he has a small smile on his face as he tosses back the water Michael poured for him and sets the cup on the counter.

“Can we please drop this, at least for now?”

Alex lets out a heavy sigh, but nods his head. “I don’t want to disturb Kyle this late if we don’t have to, especially on his night off, and I really need to get off my le-”

“Oh my god, Alex!” Michael’s eyes widen on horror as he looks down at Alex’s leg and Alex can see his face scrunch as he likely calculates how many hours Alex has been on his prosthetic, probably factoring in the fight with the crazy bootmaker, the running, how long they were outside with Maria, and how long Alex has been checking him over as well. Alex figures if he’s still automatically running needless calculations for things, his head is probably fine enough. He can always get with Kyle in the morning if he has more concerns or Michael starts displaying new symptoms.

Michael guides him back and sits him on the nearest edge of the bed then turns to the drawers Alex had originally been heading for when they first got inside and grabs a white t-shirt, a pair of soft, loose, grey cotton sleep pants, and a pair of loose black shorts. He leaves the shorts on the bed near the drawers and sets the t-shirt and sleep pants next to Alex.

“Thanks, Michael.” Alex says softly as he reaches for the clothes. He’s not looking forward to standing back up and hobbling to the bathroom now that he’s sat down, but at least the trailer is small enough he should be able to make it back to the bed without a crutch if he needs to. As he goes to get up, Michael puts a gentle hand on his shoulder, keeping him seated.

“Let me?” he asks quietly, face full of concern.

“Okay,” Alex agrees just as quietly.

Michael slowly reaches down, grabbing the hem of Alex’s undershirt and pulling it over his head careful not to jostle Alex’s wound. Michael tosses the shirt aside, and Alex is about to stand up to get himself out of his jeans when Michael gets to his knees in the same position he was earlier while patching Alex up. He looks up at Alex, searching his eyes for something, and when Alex doesn’t stop him he leans in, oh so slowly, sliding his hands from where they are braced on the tops of Alex’s thighs up to his waist, skirting over his sides before coming to rest high on his ribs, as though he’s afraid Alex might bolt like a skittish horse if he moves too quickly. He holds Alex steady between his palms as he leans in, pressing a very soft, gentle kiss over the bandage on his chest before resting his forehead on Alex’s collar bone and taking a deep breath.

He pulls back then and looks down, busying himself with Alex’s belt and pants. Alex grabs onto Michael’s shoulders for leverage and lifts himself up enough that Michael can slide his jeans down. Alex has every intention of starting the process of removing his prosthetic while Michael works on getting his shoes and pants the rest of the way off, but Michael’s head is practically in his lap and the warm puffs of his breath are sending Alex’s brain functions offline, along with ripples of gooseflesh across his skin.

Michael doesn’t seem to notice, too focused on the task at hand, finally divesting Alex of his shoes, socks, and pants, only to find Alex sitting on the bed staring dumbly at him. At that, a cocksure grin crosses his face briefly before he nods at Alex’s leg.

“You want me to take care of that for you?” The smirk and innuendo is clearly evident in his voice and on his face and Alex has to resist the urge to roll his eyes. He shakes his head “no” and goes to reach down for the release valve when a spasm makes him freeze, letting out a hiss of pain.

“Alex?” Michael asks worriedly, hands hovering over Alex’s leg but not touching, not yet. The spasm passes and Alex lets out a deep breath.

“That offer for help still on the table?” he askes a little breathlessly. Michael feels his face light up. He proudly goes through the motions of removing the prosthetic and liner without faltering and Alex stares at him, aghast.

“Where did you-“ he starts to ask but Michael starts to blush and fiddle with his hands and it’s so adorably sweet that the rest of Alex’s question trails off.

“I, uh, I watched a lot of videos. Some from medical sites but a lot from amputees themselves to on how to do everything, from putting on and removing different kinds of prosthetics, to residual limb care and massage, as well as different physical therapy exercises.” Michael has been looking up at Alex through his lashes but glances away again clearing his throat.

“I-I also read up on accessibility needs after-“ he pauses to clear his throat again and Alex sees his blush get darker though Michael still isn’t meeting his eyes. “Before the morning when you stayed and Isob-“ he cuts himself off again, taking a breath and blowing it out, but finally lifting his head to meet Alex’s eyes. “I had been hoping this time would be different, since you were stationed here in town. I thought-I thought you might stay but then you never did, and I thought maybe it was me, but you kept coming back, you just…you just never stayed.” He was speaking fast now, his words tumbling over each other, but his hands gripped Alex tightly, as though afraid Alex would try and leave before he got it all out.

“And then I thought maybe it was my place. Now that you weren’t just slumming it in town with me on leave, now that you actually lived here, with a place of your own, that you thought it was…beneath you or something.” Alex heard more than felt his gasp, his lips gone numb with horror that Michael would ever, could ever think that Alex was ashamed of him or what he had worked so hard to build for himself, despite the whole world fighting against him. He reaches out desperate counter those thoughts, but Michael just looks at him fondly and shakes his head.

“And then I realized that maybe,” he continues with a small, self-deprecating smile, “it wasn’t all about me, and my place just wasn’t accessible enough for you to feel comfortable staying here. Once I realized that could be part of the issue but you were probably too stubborn to bring it up, I-I started looking and asking around for some things, and then, after Isobel left that day, I-” he’s back to blushing, self-consciously rubbing his left hand across the back of his neck.

“I bought a shower chair!” he blurts out finally, cautiously peaking up at Alex as if to gauge his reaction, and Alex feels his mouth drop open in shock.

“You…what?” he chokes out.

“I-uh, bought a shower chair,” Michael repeats at a slightly more normal volume. “I picked it up along with a couple of grab-bars from an estate sale that afternoon. I know this place is small and you could probably maneuver through here okay, but I wouldn’t want you to be afraid of falling if you were in the bathroom or wanted to shower,” he mumbles out the last bit a little sheepishly.  

“I was going to show you, the next time you came back, but…you never did,” he clears his throat gently and glances up at Alex with a halfhearted smirk that wobbles slightly before he looks down again, and Alex feels his heart squeeze in response. He had come back inside the trailer, once, but he’d been too busy worrying about what he wanted to say to Michael at the time, and too respectful of Michael’s privacy, even if it was somewhat limited, to go snooping around. He wonders if things may have turned out differently if he had found the accommodations Michael had made for him, and asked him about them that night.

“I managed to scrounge up a pair of crutches too from Mr. Ortecho, just to have on hand. They’re the regular kind, not the nice ones like you have that go around the arms, but,” Michael shrugs slightly, “I figured they would be better than nothing in a pinch.”

Alex stares at Michael in absolute wonder, reaching out to cup his cheek and gently tilting his face up until Michael meets his eyes, and what he sees nearly punches the breath out of him. Michael is staring at him with such care and devotion, eyes wide and guileless, and Alex is, as always, helpless before him. He reaches up slowly with his other hand and cradles Michael’s face between his palms, stroking his thumbs across those beloved cheekbones.

“You are,” he has to pause to clear his throat and he pushes out a breath before he can continue, overcome with emotion. “You are the most amazing, caring, loving person Michael, despite everything this world did to stamp that kindness out and make you hard.” Michael, whose eyes had been fluttering shut at the praise and gentle caresses snorts and Alex huffs and rolls his eyes, but smiles down at Michael’s face, thinking he has never seen him look quite so at peace.

Read the rest on Ao3

#colibri writes #heart of courage #roswell nm #malex #malex fic #alex manes #michael guerin #2x06 spite fic #although this is more of a 2x06 fix it chapter #this is all the good soft malex content i have been promising #i hope you all enjoy it as much as i do

[ronandhermy]

Ohh my God! Wild Horses is so good! Chapter 2 was amazing as well! I love how supportive and protective Anthony is of Kate and that at least Daphne stood by Anthony. Lady D is finally behaving as the queen we know she is. Benedict too finally expressed his true opinion to Anthony and can be his pillar of support. Also the other Bridgertons are begining to see Anthony's happiness and have welcomed Kate into the family. I hope Violet comes around too, waiting for that apology...

And your insights on Edwina and Mary😈 please be petty and let Kate give them a piece of her mind. Love it! ❤️❤️❤️

So glad you are enjoying it!!! Yeah, I fully admit this fic is being fueled by spite at how I hated episode 2x06 and its writing.

#asks #anon #wild horses

[lovecolibri]

Heart of Courage

It’s heeeeere!! The first tiny part, that is. Special shout out to @cosmicxlovers17 as it’s her birthday which is why this is being posted today, as opposed to Saturday the 21st of absolutely sodding never because I am NERVIOUS. This is technically the prologue for the fic so it’s only about 2k words, but I wanted to make sure that anyone who wanted to avoid reading about That Scene taking place could do so without missing much of the actual fic. Chapter 2 is technically done it just needs a final read-through, and chapter 3 is 99% done but it does still need a beta read-through for the last bit that isn’t done yet. However, I am on vacation after today until the 4th so I should have plenty of time to get the last little bit hammered out. I figured I will leave this one up for a week maybe? before posting chapter 2 to give me time to finish up chapter 3 but, I crave validation so we’ll see how long I hold out. 😉

Here is a taste, and the rest is on Ao3, here

Alex feels the fine tremor in Michael’s hands as he rubs another alcohol swab from his first aid kit over the wound on Alex’s chest. The fear radiating off Michael is almost enough to drown out the want pulsing under Alex’s skin at the feeling of Michael’s hands on his body. Almost.

Michael’s teeth have sunk deep into his lower lip as he works and it takes everything in Alex not to reach out and cup his chin, brushing his thumb over Michael’s lip to free it. Only his respect for the boundaries Michael has asked for are keeping him still. That, and Maria’s hands on his left arm and leg, tightening in irritation each second that Michael works while looking up at Alex through his eyelashes. Alex is trying not to let the desire show on his face, but this, the feeling of Michael’s gentle hands brushing his skin, the smell of antiseptic mingling with the smell of rain, the stillness with only the sound of quiet breathing, it’s all so familiar it triggers an almost Pavlovian response in anticipation of what is supposed to come after. What has always come after, in all their years of doing this for each other.

Alex sees Michael finish making the bandage and he tries to reign himself in. He knows that things are different now, that Michael and Maria are trying to have something, but the want is still there for him, just without anywhere to go now.

If he’d had his vehicle he would have gone home and dressed his own wound to avoid all this but, Michael had asked. He’d even said “please,” looking so worried and sincere, and Alex had relented. It’s been so long since they’ve been able to do this for each other, and if he’s hoping for one last time, one final moment to remember their connection by, then that is his business. He’ll deal with the fallout.

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Michael is going mad. It’s impossible to throw out a decade of muscle memory, and now that he has Alex under his hands again, he is fighting the impulse to pull him in and seal their mouths together. It’s what they have always done throughout the years. In high school every time they saw each other one (usually both) of them would have some new scrape, or burn, or bruise, so at some point, before, during, or after the kissing, they would drag out the first aid kit Michael found at Sanders’ shop and they would tend to each other’s hurts. It was nice after years of patching themselves up alone to have someone to do it for them, to put hands on them tenderly, not with violence or surface-deep lust that burned out as quickly as the afterglow faded. But then Alex had left. And there were so many wounds for both of them that the other never got a chance to see, and kisses that landed over scars long healed instead of over fresh bandages.

Michael knows he is staring too much. He knows his hands are lingering too long, too softly, too possessively on Alex’s skin, but he can’t stop, not when Alex is looking back at him like that. His eyes are half-lidded, lips parted slightly, and Michael can feel the pulse racing under his hands as he works. How can he help but get caught up in the memories of before? Getting high off the gentle touches they were both denied for so long, wounds created by fear and hate being mended with tenderness, skin coming alive under each other’s hands. Holding themselves back, breathing getting deeper and deeper as one of them worked on the other, waiting until the last possible second to wring every last ounce of anticipation out of the moment before they broke and were on each other, both hard and pleasantly aching. That’s how it is now as Alex watches him with all the intensity of a black hole and Michael feels himself pulled inexorably into orbit, waiting for the weight of gravity to draw him in close enough to be spun out and consumed.

#colibri writes #roswell nm #2x06 spite fic #anti maria deluca #it's been 84 years #i am literally so nervous right now #i really hope you all like it #you have been waiting so long #and have been so kind and encouraging #there is no salt or spite yet #but boy howdy! #it is coming #and then there is a lot of fluffy malex goodness #*posts and then immediately goes back to work* #i am going to be dying wanting to check my notifications all day today #but i have to be super focused at work today so i can leave for vacation #i was going to post this today anyways #but i'm seeing positive m*lexa shit again so this is also partially posted out of spite

[lovecolibri]

It’s Christmas Eve, chapter 2 is here, and my salt gremlin is showing. Enjoy!

#colibri writes #roswell nm #heart of courage #2x06 spite fic #malex #anti maria deluca #anti malexa #this is the SALT chapter #please read the summary if you are sensitive to 2x06 discussions #there is fluffy malex coming next #and you can totally skip this chapter too without missing too much

[lovecolibri]

Just realized that, while having a friend for a beta means I won’t dissolve into uselessness at the first bit of criticism, it also means my stuff is being reviewed by someone who does not watch RNM and now I have a horrible feeling this last chapter is just going to be Malex being SUPER in touch with their emotions. Which is what I want, but it’s also wildly OOC and maybe everyone will hate it. 

Aren’t brains fun? 🙃🙃🙃

Anywho, I’m hoping that the last chapter for Heart of Courage (AKA 2x06 spite fic) will be dropping tomorrow since it’s my birthday and I deserve some serotonin, as a treat! Just having the last few paragraphs reviewed! 😬😬😬

#roswell nm #malex #malex fic #heart of courage #2x06 spite fic #alex manes #michael guerin #my brain is being a dick today #but i like the chapter #so i'm hoping everyone else will too

[lovecolibri]

(on anon bc i'm shy and socially awkward 😅) would you ever consider writing another spite fic? Asking because the one you already wrote was perfect in every way 🙈

Oh nonnie, you can always come here and chat to me on anon! I know AAAAAALLL about being shy and socially awkward 💙

Oh goodness! I'm so glad you enjoyed my spite fic so much!

I don't currently have plans for another one and I am a criminally slow writer. That was my first ever published fic but I had another one started before that and it still isn't finished. I currently have two other fics started that are fluffy Malex but they have been in the works for AGES 😬😬😬 I AM a little salt gremlin though so it's not out of the realm of possibilty that I'll do another one. Once I get those other two worked out and free up some brain space I might look through the ideas I have and see if anything jumps out. I don't really take prompts because it is entirely possible I wouldn't ever deliver but if there is any idea you desperately want to see and don't mind that it will take an age or possibly never happen, I wouldn't turn you away. And who knows! It might spark my interest!

#my sweet nonnie friends #roswell nm #heart of courage #2x06 spite fic #anti maria deluca #anti miluca #anti malexa