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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Roswell New Mexico (TV 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Max Evans/Liz Ortecho Characters: Max Evans, Liz Ortecho Additional Tags: Tattoos, Self-Acceptance, Self-Esteem Issues, Scars, Medical Scars, Character Study, mention of brief character death, mention of sex in the workplace, mention of role playing, mention of sexual position, Domestic Fluff, Playful Sex Summary:

Max surprises Liz with a late night reveal.

This is a late submission for @maxevansweekend based on the results for the Tumblr poll for what new tattoo Max should get. Ya’ll chose Liz’s handprint, so here I come to deliver the goods. ;)

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Written for @maxevansweekend prompts self-discovery and the road back.

Rated Gen, 1.9k. Lost decade fic.

Maria has to call the Sheriff's office to break up a fight. When Max shows up, Maria gets hit with a vision and consults her Tarot cards about it.

Featuring Maria completing a Tarot card reading for Max!

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Max Evans Weekend 2023 (3/3)

              When Max got a knock on his door one morning, he hadn’t expected to find Alex Manes, of all people, on the other side.

              “Hey,” Alex said, wringing his hands and looking, for the first time since Max had ever known him, nervous. “Can we talk?”

              Max blinked, then quickly said, “Uh, sure, yeah, come on in.”

              “Thanks,” he murmured.

              “Is something wrong?” Max asked, watching him. “You haven’t looked this worried since Michael went missing three years ago.”

              Alex exhaled shakily and sat down, only to stand right back up and start pacing the living room. “Yeah, no, I’m fine. Michael’s fine. Everything’s fine.”

              Max sat down, hoping it would encourage Alex to do the same for the sake of his prosthetic. He did not. “Okay?”

              “So,” Alex started.

              “So?”

              “So . . .” He seemed to deliberate something with himself for a while before he finally sat down on the same couch as Max, and said with an intensity befitting a military captain, “So Michael’s birthday is tomorrow.”

              Max’s shoulders fell, realization dawning. A chuckle escaped his lips before he could help it. “And you don’t know what to get him.”

              “I don’t know what to get him,” he repeated gravely. “This isn’t funny, Evans, I’m seriously freaking out here.”

              “I honestly don’t know why,” Max said. “You’re all Michael’s ever wanted, so I figured the answer should be easy, but I really don’t want to talk about my brother’s sex life—”

              “You’re Michael’s brother,” Alex cut him off, clearly not finding this as funny as Max was. “What do you think I should do?” Then pointedly added, “Seriously.”

              “I’m not joking, Alex,” Max said simply. “All I can think of him ever wanting is you. Then he got you, and nothing else compared. Still the case, by the way, so if anything, I should be the one worrying about this.”

              Alex ran a hand through his hair, jaw working furiously. So quietly that Max almost missed it, he said, “You’re not the one that has years to make up for.”

              Max smiled. “Oh, and you are?”

              Alex’s good knee bounced up and down, agitated. “I ran from him, every chance I got, because I was always scared. I don’t want him to think that I’m not taking stuff like this seriously.”

              “And panicking about them is taking it seriously?”

              He groaned, shooting to his feet to pace again, “Would you stop asking me questions? I can barely answer one right now!”

              Max laughed fully at that. “Alex, what language do I have to say this in for you to get it? Michael loves you. More than anything. No matter what you give him, he’ll love it because it’s from you.”

              Alex shook his head. “That’s not good enough.”

              Somehow, Max heard the words Alex wasn’t saying. I’m not good enough. He leaned back on the couch, almost in awe. It was truly a wonder Alex and Michael hadn’t gotten together years ago.

              “You guys are so painfully alike,” he said, “you know that?”

              Alex stopped, surprised. “Me and Michael?”

              “You didn’t know?”

              “No,” he murmured, and a smile tugged at his lips, pleased at what he was evidently taking as a huge compliment. “Oh wow.”

              Max’s smile softened as he watched him. He stood, and patted Alex’s shoulder. “He believes in your love already, Manes, he doesn’t need you to prove it, not like this. And since he believes in you, believe in him. Love him with everything you have. No one’s a better expert on that than you.”

              Alex pursed his lips, even as a faint blush tinged his cheeks. He nodded, moving past Max to the door, and stopped. “Thank you, Max.”

              He smiled. “What are brothers for, right?”

              Alex’s face did a cross between a grimace and a shy smile before he shook his head. “That’s so weird to hear.”

              Max tilted his head as he watched him go, affection blooming in his chest for the airman. Weird, definitely. But, he thought, definitely the good kind.

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Max Evans Weekend 2023 (2/3)

              Max had woken with a throbbing pain in his temples, and it had followed him around for the rest of the day.

              “You doin’ okay?” Michael asked at one point after lunch. Max and Isobel had both come to eat with him and Alex, and when Alex had started to do the dishes, Max had followed to insist he could do them himself, but the headache hit at full force and he’d had to grab the edge of the counter to steady himself.

              “Yeah,” he said through gritted teeth. “Yeah, I’m—I’m fine.”

              “He’s been like this since Liz left to her conference in San Diego,” Isobel said, rubbing his arm. “I don’t know why.”

              “There’s nothing to wonder about,” he grit out, forcing his spine to straighten. “I’m fine.”

              The sound of running water stopped, and Max made out Alex’s soft “Get him to a couch” to Michael. The throbbing was getting so bad that Max couldn’t find the strength to argue, and Michael was leading him into their living room. He sat him down, and a few seconds later, Alex was there, kneeling in front of him. He gently dabbed a cloth soaked in hot water to Max’s temples, and Max’s entire body shuddered in relief.

              “Stop worrying about her,” Alex said with a sigh, and it was funny that as the human, he was the one seeing directly into Max’s mind and finding the problem. “Liz can take care of herself.”

              Michael scoffed and Isobel hit his arm. “Are you kidding me? That’s the problem?”

              “She went to a science conference, dude,” Michael said, “not another planet.”

              “I know that,” Max argued, “but how many psycho aliens have we met up with? I don’t like her being out of my sight.”

              Alex shushed him softly, dabbing the cloth more firmly to Max’s temples. “Stop. Worrying. I have the highest clearance at Deep Sky, remember? Finding anything out of the ordinary is my literal job. If anyone else came through the atmosphere, I’d know.” He shook his head. “I know it seems hard to believe after everything we’ve been through, but we’re okay now, Evans. We really are.”

              Unable to help his next shudder, Max caught Alex’s wrist as it was the closest thing to him and squeezed. Alex didn’t say anything or pull away. He let Max hold on until, gradually, the pain in his temples finally receded, and he heaved a long sigh.

              Isobel kept tsking, Michael shook his head and laughed at him under his breath, and Alex . . . Alex just waited, a silent, reassuring anchor.

              In the end, he could manage no more than a quiet, “Thanks, Manes.”

              Alex shrugged in response and stood, giving Max the cloth. “It’s what I do.”

              Michael slapped his ass he went back into the kitchen, and Alex gave him a grin over his shoulder, swatting at his arm, and Max leaned against Isobel’s shoulder, so grateful that Alex was now part of their little family.

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Max Evans Weekend 2023 (1/3)

              It was a small space, Max’s little hideout.

              An out-of-the-way bookshop that you can only find if you know where to go. He liked to think it was his own personal little Diagon Alley, right here in Roswell. Somewhere he could escape to, where he could browse the dusty shelves, crammed with books in no particular order, and pretend that he was a character in a whimsical fantasy and not a horror sci-fi. Not even Liz knew about it. Max doubted anyone of his friends or family knew about this place.

              Which was why, when he’d rounded the corner to his favorite window and found none other than Alex Manes curled up on the purple pillows against the glass, brows furrowed in intense concentration at the small paperback in his hands, the sunset light streaming in and outlining him in gold, Max found himself staring.

              All he’d really ever known of Alex was his Air Force identity; a quiet intensity that showed itself in moments of quick wit and boundless courage, but never any louder than it needed to be. Seeing him so silently focused on a page should’ve aligned with everything Max knew about him. But he only now supposed that Alex was always more in-tune with the world around him than anyone, seemingly indifferent but always taking note. Kind of like Max himself—being a sheriff and Isobel and Michael’s brother demanded that kind of focus from him.

              Seeing Alex so immersed in another world instead, have interests that extended beyond the military, music, and Michael was surprisingly startling. Max’s lips quirked into a faint, inexplicable smile at the thought.

              As if sensing another’s eyes on him, Alex finally looked up, widening slightly at the sight of his brother-in-law. He wordlessly raised his hand in greeting.

              Max raised his chin, and came to sit on the end of the nook. Alex moved to take his feet off the pillows, but Max made himself comfortable in his corner and said, “No, you’re okay, I’m fine like this.”

              Alex shot him a grateful look and kept his legs up, one knee against the glass.

              “I didn’t think anyone else knew about this place,” he confessed.

              “Me either,” Max said, flipping through the pages of his own book. “I’m kind of glad it’s just you though. You’re a lot . . .”

              Alex raised a brow, amused. “Quieter?”

              “Yeah,” he said slowly, but he thought it was more than that. He’d always felt a strange connection to Alex, even back in their high school days, that he’d never known how to put into words or given much thought. When he’d gone off to war, a part of Max had panged, and it had been for more than Michael’s sake.

              It was kinship. In his heart, Max knew that he and Alex were two sides of the same coin, different looks, different lives, but the same heart underneath. It felt good to see him happy, at peace.

              “You’re smiling,” Alex noted. “Everything okay?”

              Max relaxed against the pillow at his back and sighed deeply. “Yeah,” he said, and meant it. “Everything’s great.”

              The silence between them was never uncomfortable, never tense. Alex didn’t seem to search for anything to say, and Max didn’t feel the need to fill the quiet. They just sat there, two sides, until the stars came out and Alex stretched.

              “I better head home,” he said, his voice softening at the thought of Michael. Max thought that would be it, but then Alex looked over his shoulder, his smile soft and tired, “You know, I’m glad it was just you, too.”

              With that bit of kindness, he left, and Max returned to his book with a pleased smile.

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I couldn't write rnm without alex, of course, but this max x alex will be platonic 💗

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MAX EVANS WEEKEND 2023 September 24 - Rising Hero ➤ enduring love

[Image Description: Eighteen stacked gifs from Roswell, New Mexico.

Tezca asks, "What fuels you, Max?"

Teen Liz and teen Max wave to each other. There is text that reads, ”You said you don’t want to be the kind of girl that changes her plans for a guy, but… all I’ve ever wanted is to change my plans for you.” In the bottom right corner, there is an overlay of a shape that looks like two hearts.

There is a transition overlay from Max, Isobel, and Michael at prom, to Max and Liz sitting on the hood of a car after making their road trip plans. There is text that reads, “I considered leaving once, after high school. If it hadn’t been for Michael and Isobel, I would have followed you.”

There is a transition overlay from Max outside of his house, clearly very upset, as his lights flicker, to Max and Liz smiling at each other as they touch foreheads. There is text that reads, “Ever since I healed you, I’ve felt wrong, like there’s a – like there’s a tornado inside me, and I can’t fight it and I can’t run from it, except when I'm with you."

Max and Liz stare at each other as if they're a dear in headlights. There is text that reads, “Liz, I have loved you my entire life. Including every single day that you were gone in the last decade.“ In the top right corner and bottom left corner, there is a heart overlay.

There is a transition overlay from Max holding Isobel, to Max placing Liz's serum in her hands. There is text that reads, ”If something happens and I can’t protect you and Isobel at the same time, you should have a way to protect yourself.”

There is a transition overlay from Max turned away from Liz, looking irritated, to his first kiss with Liz. There is text that reads, ”But you’re not perfect. I see your faults. And I love you. Easily.”

There is a transition overlay from Liz's collection of evidence into Rosa's death, to Max's thumb stroking Liz's hand as she hands the antidote to Max. There is text that reads, " If I'm the one holding the cure, then I'm the one refusing to use it. I'm the killer, not you."

There is a transition overlay from Max staring at Rosa in a pod, to Rosa with the glowing handprint vaguely seen on her chest. There is an overlay of a heart in the bottom right corner.

There is a transition overlay from Liz standing in front of Max's failing pod, to Max in a warped version of the Crashdown in his mindscape. There is a heart overlay in the middle right.

There is a transition overlay from Max looking saddened as he watches Liz (offscreen), to Max and Liz smiling at each other and laughing. There is text that reads, ”I am not better off without you. I am not whole without you.“

There is a transition overlay from Max crying as he listens to Liz's tapes, to Max smiling as he recites Liz's words back to her. There is text that reads, "I didn’t just keep your tapes, I listened to them, as a… as a way to be closer to you."

There is a transition overlay from Liz walking out of Max's bedroom, to Max pulling away from Liz at the drive in. There is text that reads, "I am scared of hurting you. Of dragging you further into my mess. I mean, you deserve greatness, you deserve happiness."

There is a transition overlay from Liz giving Max her little green alien figurine, Enrique, to Max tapping Enrique on the head as he places him on a desk. There is text that reads, "You are my turquoise. You focus me."

Max slides an engagement ring on Liz's finger. There is text that reads, "She's brilliant, kind, funny. Yeah, I can't wait to marry her." There is a heart overlay in the top right corner.

There is a transition overlay from Max and Liz holding hands, to Max and Liz smiling at each other as they lay in bed together. There is text on the gif that reads, "I got you. I'm never gonna leave your side."

Max uses powers to reopen the portal. There is an overlay of a bunch of hearts that pop in and out in the bottom left corner.

In response to Tezca's question, Max responds, "Liz."]

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[Image description: A black and white pencil drawing of Max and Liz by the ocean. Liz is wearing a knee-length sundress, and has her arms wrapped around Max's shoulders, her bare feet dangling in the air. Max is barefoot, wearing jeans with rolled cuffs wet from standing in the surf and an untucked shirt with sleeves rolled to the elbows, and has his arms around Liz's waist. They are face to face, gazing into each other's eyes. In the background, the ocean stretches to the horizon. End description.]

For @maxevansweekend 2023, Day 3: enduring love/bridging the old and new. The happily ever after by the ocean that Echo deserve!!

Also on AO3: we could kiss by the ocean

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Savior - “men who work miracles with their hands tend to die bloody.”

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During senior year, Max leaves a lover letter in Liz's locker. He completely forgets that Kyle also uses Liz's locker. When Kyle finds the letter before Liz, he is not pleased.

Written for the @maxevansweekend prompt refusal of self/powers (self-hatred) and the fandom empire prompt letter.

This takes place during senior year of high school so I think Max is 17, and Kyle is 17 or 18.

Rated Explicit, 2.2k. Please read the tags!

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-Melissa Marr

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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Roswell New Mexico (TV 2019) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Max Evans/Liz Ortecho, Max Evans & Arturo Ortecho, Arturo Ortecho & Liz Ortecho & Rosa Ortecho, Arturo Ortecho/Helena Ortecho Characters: Max Evans, Arturo Ortecho, Liz Ortecho, Rosa Ortecho, Helena Ortecho, Dallas Haines, Kyle Valenti Additional Tags: Wedding Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Max blames himself for everything as usual, his friends and family will set him straight, Physical and emotional healing, Max is a healer who needs healing too, Heart Attacks, will feature religious guilt and talk about religion in later chapters, Death and Grief, Natural Disasters Summary:

Chapter 6

Max finds his faith in an unlikely place.

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MAX EVANS WEEKEND 2023 September 23 - Self Discovery ➤ mirrors/mirage

[Image Description: Seven stacked gifs from Roswell, New Mexico.

First: Jones is inside the alien cage and Max stands outside of it. Second: Three scenes, transitioning from one scene to the next with a glitching effect -- Jones kills an officer with his alien sword, Jones kills someone with his electric touch, Jones snaps his fingers as three people suspended in the air drop. There is cursive text in the center of the gif that reads, "Now, I may look like Max, darlin', but I'm something else entirely." Third: Two scenes -- Max resurrecting Rosa and Jones chasing people as he shoots fire from his hand. There is a transition overlay that slowly moves from the Max scene to the Jones scene. There is text in the center of the gif, in all caps and a blocky font, that reads, "The savior." Fourth: The gif is split vertically into three shots -- Jones (left), Liz (center), and Max (right) during the final confrontation. There is a speech bubble by Liz's head that says, "Maria, you got Big Bob on you?" She holds the rifle as she looks between Jones and Max. Jones says, "That's a bad idea, Liz." Max responds, "No, it's a good one. I trust you, Liz." Fifth: Two scenes side by side with a large blue cut-out shape that looks like a flame in the middle of the gif. On the left, Max hands Dallas his knife as he says, "If I die, Jones dies too, right? Your dad entrusted you with an action. I'm giving you permission to take that action." On the right, Jones stares at Max's body as Isobel (offscreen) says, "You said the Dictator was immortal. You've been jumping into clones' bodies to stay alive." Sixth: Three scenes, transitioning from one scene to the next with a glitching effect -- Max stares at Liz (offscreen) with his hands over his heart, Max uses his powers to restart the hospital generator, Max saves Jenna and hands her over to Charlie. There is cursive text in the center of the gif that reads, "You, Max Evans, you are the most… genuine, caring, wonderful person I have ever met." Seventh: Max and Jones stand next to each other.]

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The sky is clear. The few clouds sparse and flat, as if briskly painted onto a canvas. The pale blue of the sky deceiving as the sun beats down on him, making sweat bead across the back of his neck and slide down the curve of his back.

He’d wipe his brow clean of the tickling sensation of sweat beading except his hands were covered in soil. Thick black planting soil, full of nutrients and stinking to the high heavens.

But Liz had said she wanted a vegetable garden. Or more accurately mentioned around the lip of her morning coffee they had enough room for a second garden bed, maybe one for practical plants. She’d been beautiful, hair draped over her shoulder, tousled and knotted from sleep, the sunlight peeking over the horizon seeming to cast her in an angelic glow. Liz always spent her mornings with him, coffee and kisses before she went into the lab. And during good weather they usually spent that time outside, while Liz smiled at the plants waiting for them to bloom, as if her mere presence would be enough for the delicate petals to unfurl and greet her.

It was enough for Max all those years ago.

One genuine smile and an act of kindness with no expectations behind it. And Max had crumbled. Fallen in love with the idea of life and the world. He used to say that he fell for Liz on that playground, had somehow known the woman she would eventually become. But after a longtime he came to realize he had actually fallen for kindness. For humanity.

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Max Evans Weekend: Mirrors

“If you live long enough, you see the same eyes in different people.”

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— Nikita Gill | insp

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Additional authors note.

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Roswell New Mexico (TV 2019) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Max Evans/Liz Ortecho, Max Evans & Arturo Ortecho, Arturo Ortecho & Liz Ortecho & Rosa Ortecho, Arturo Ortecho/Helena Ortecho Characters: Max Evans, Arturo Ortecho, Liz Ortecho, Rosa Ortecho, Helena Ortecho, Dallas Haines, Kyle Valenti Additional Tags: Wedding Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Max blames himself for everything as usual, his friends and family will set him straight, Physical and emotional healing, Max is a healer who needs healing too, Heart Attacks, will feature religious guilt and talk about religion in later chapters, Death and Grief, Natural Disasters Summary:

Chapter 5:

Max faces the bigger consequences of healing Arturo, and Arturo must make a sacrifice if he s going to keep his family safe.

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Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Roswell New Mexico (TV 2019) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Max Evans/Liz Ortecho, Max Evans & Arturo Ortecho, Arturo Ortecho & Liz Ortecho & Rosa Ortecho, Arturo Ortecho/Helena Ortecho Characters: Max Evans, Arturo Ortecho, Liz Ortecho, Rosa Ortecho, Helena Ortecho, Dallas Haines, Kyle Valenti Additional Tags: Wedding Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Max blames himself for everything as usual, his friends and family will set him straight, Physical and emotional healing, Max is a healer who needs healing too, Heart Attacks, will feature religious guilt and talk about religion in later chapters, Death and Grief, Natural Disasters Summary:

Chapter 5:

Max faces the bigger consequences of healing Arturo, and Arturo must make a sacrifice if he s going to keep his family safe.