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Please send us an ask/message if you haven’t received your gift from your secret santa yet! 

Also if you’re happy to be a pinch hitter could you get in touch with us too please! 

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Happy New Year to @thoughtsfromaclutteredbrain

I struggled through a few for different concepts before I decided on this and then it felt like the story just wrote itself. I’m sorry it’s late, but I hope you like it!

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My @roswellsecretsanta gift for @hannah-writes !

Hope you enjoy, and I hope it was what you wanted!

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Would Smell As Sweet

So this is my secret santa gift for @aewriting! Sorry it’s late! I got caught away from my computer over Christmas and couldn’t post it! But I do hope you like it!! It’s an AU, a vampire Alex au to be specific and a bit of a play on canon as well and I will possibly write some more for this going forward! Anyway, you can read it here on AO3 or below so enjoy!

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We’ve contacted all gifters who haven’t posted yet! We may need a few pinch hitters if we don’t get replies so keep your eyes peeled for a post within the next few days. 

Happy Holidays!

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For my Roswell Secret Santa, I got @faithtrustaliendust​ and I hope you enjoy my offering!

Scratch That Itch

When Cameron loses her scratching post, Liz goes out of her way to make sure that she gets a new one. 

Kyle/Jenna, Max/Liz

Featuring matchmaker Liz, so-happy-it’s-cavity-inducing Max/Liz, an unsuspecting Kyle, Maria & Liz friendship, and some canon divergence. I hope you enjoy, and happy holidays!

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on opposite sides of the same war

Alright! I’ve taken a break from Christmas Eve cooking to get this up. This is my Secret Santa gift for the wonderful @andrea-lyn! I really, really hope you like it! This got way longer than I originally planned, but I had fun writing it!

Michael and his team are checking the site of the building they’ve just blown to smithereens. The building had contained important research and intel and when the humans had tripped an alarm, the automatic self-destruction sequence had been started. It should have given them enough time to get out, so they weren’t expecting to find anyone to take prisoner here, or anyone dead. Humans were stupid, but no one was dumb enough to stay in a building about to blow.

At least, that’s what he thought. He’s drifted away from his team a little, towards where the back exit would have been, when he hears it. It’s a noise that sparks some recognition in him, but he can’t quite place it. So he moves towards it. He probably should have called for back-up or something, but he didn’t.

He only realizes what he’s hearing when he steps around a large piece of concrete and he sees the man. The human. What he’s hearing is the man’s breathing. The death rattle. The man is clearly badly injured, even without his breathing, Michael would have been able to tell, he’s got a head wound and there’s blood all over him, like he tried to stay upright for a while but then fell over. His eyes are closed, he seems to have accepted his fate. There’s so much blood Michael can’t even read the name on his uniform. From his breathing, Michael guesses he’s got a collapsed lung, and his right leg seems broken.

If Michael leaves him here, he’s going to die. If he takes him in as a POW, he’s probably still going to die. The only thing that could save him is a healer, but there would be none willing to heal a human soldier. Michael should have walked away, or maybe broken his neck, given him a quick end. Stopped his suffering. But he was hesitating and when his foot shifted and made the gravel under it crunch loudly, the man’s eyes shot open.

His next inhale is followed by a sharp cough and some blood coming from his mouth. Yeah, he’s drowning in his own blood. Michael steps closer before he can even think about it. The soldier’s eyes dart to him and Michael feels like he’s been slapped in the face.

Under all of the blood and dirt, he’s clearly beautiful, but it’s the eyes that are Michael’s downfall. Big and soft and warm, brown like molten chocolate with specks of gold, long lashes and scared.

The next thing he knows, Michael is on his knees. The soldier’s head lolls to his side, he’s clearly fading fast. He mumbles something Michael can’t understand.

‘What did you say?’ Michael asks, he doesn’t want to get too close in case the human tries to take him down with him, but ignoring the last words of a dying man is not something Michael can do.

‘I needed to make sure the-‘ a wet cough interrupts the soldier’s words. ‘others got out. Did they get out?’ His eyes seem glassy and Michael wasn’t sure if the guy realized who he was talking to.

‘I think so.’ Michael says, his team hadn’t called out that they’d found any others. The guy nods, slowly and sluggishly.

‘Good.’ Michael can barely understand him at this point. He’s dying. Michael can tell by the way his breathing goes more shallow and he seems to stop trying to fight.

Something in his stomach lurches, something uncomfortable. He doesn’t realize what it is until he feels his powers swirl more insistently under his skin. His powers want him to save this guy.

It’s like panic overtakes him in less than a heartbeat. He can’t let this guy die. All he’d wanted to do was save his people, his friends. He was right there, dying because he wanted to make sure others lived, and Michael could save him. He could save him but he wasn’t doing it. What kind of monster did that make him? Antar says humans are cold, cruel and that they don’t care who or what they killed as long as it ensures their own survival. They’d nearly destroyed their own planet because of greed, but this is one man, one soldier. Michael sets his hand against the man’s throat before he can overthink it.

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Malex & Echo - Body Talks 

for @priceofwarmclothes.  Nikki, meeting you in this fandom was a blessing, I will always be grateful for you and the constant positivity and kindness you’ve brought into my life. I cannot believe I was lucky enough to be your secret santa! I love you and I hope you will enjoy both your gifts. Merry Christmas 💕💕💕

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Roses are falling for you...

for @priceofwarmclothes Merry Christmas Nikki!! I hope you like it 😘

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Four lifetimes where Alex and Michael don't work and the fifth one they do

This is my Roswell Secret Santa gift for @emma-arthur. I had a lot of fun writing this one, I hope you like it ❤️

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Home is the person who can see the pain in your eyes when you’ve fooled everyone around you. Home is the person who stands by you in moments of confusion, they aren’t there to answer questions or solve anything, they are simply there and don’t leave.

My RNM Secret Santa was @tasyfa! I hope you enjoy this and I hope you had a great holiday! xoxo

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merry belated christmas, @suzteel!

danielle, i really hope you had the best of holidays, and have an even better new year. you deserve it! 

👽❤️🎄🎅

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By now a lot of you have received your gifts from your secret santa, but we’re still waiting on some people to post their gifts! 

If you haven’t had your gif reblogged and you’ve posted it, please message it to us so we can get it on the blog!

If there’s a problem and you need some extra time, please contact us otherwise aim to get your gifts posted within the next 24 hours. 

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Roswell Secret Santa 2019 - Three Cheers for Family

My fic for the Roswell gift exchange for @cowboyswagger !!!! I hope you like it, I tried to include characters/elements that interested you based on your meta :) Read on ao3 or below:

“How is everyone so rowdy this early?” Isobel’s nose wrinkled up as she took in the bar, revealing the crinkle Maria would never admit to loving so much.

“’Tis the season to get fucked.” Maria replied, tossing her head so the bells in her reindeer antlers jingled as obnoxiously as possible. The crease in Isobel’s forehead deepened.

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Roswell Secret Santa

for the wonderful @itslizortecho

Gema, I was so happy to have gotten you for this exchange since it has been an absolutely pleasure getting to know you over this past year. I hope you enjoy your present!

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Title: I Can’t Chase You (But You Can’t Run)

Fandom: Roswell New Mexico

Chapters: ½

Words: 4987

Relationship: Alex Manes/Michael Guerin, Background Echo and Maribel

Characters: Alex Manes, Michael Guerin, everyone else but they’re the important ones :)

Summary: Liz and Maria drag Alex to Isobel’s winter cabin, thinking it will do him good to get out of rehab for a bit. Alex can’t ski, though, so he gets really bored by himself during the day, until Isobel’s brother slips on ice and ends up stuck inside with him.(My attempt at a Malex holiday rom-com AU, with just a touch of whump)

A/N: For my amazing friend @brightloveee​, this is your Secret Santa gift.

I really wanted to post today, but I struggled with this fic quite a bit, and it got longer and longer. So instead of missing the date, I decided to post it in two (possibly three) parts, with the first today, and you’ll get a drawn out gift :)

You asked for a Malex holiday AU, and I live to provide. I know you love rom-coms, but I’m terrible at writing them, so I grabbed a couple of prompts in the wintery prompts that were going round on Tumblr a while ago, and I shuffled and twisted them until I came up with something I felt I would enjoy writing.

It involved two pairs of crutches, and very awkward boys in love. I hope you like it!

Here were the prompts: 08. i slip on some ice and you’re the stranger who catches me (didn’t quite use that one, but it inspired me) 10. our friends rent a cabin to go skiing and we’re the only ones who stay inside 58. you’re my best friend’s older sibling that I only ever see around the holidays and this year we’re both single

Many thanks to @daffietjuh for helping me figure out the plot and @insidious-intent for cheerleading

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How was the party? the text from Liz on the group chat reads.

Alex groans. He knows she’s teasing him, that she’s just worried for him, but right now it doesn’t help his abysmal mood.

 Awesome,   he answers.  Please get me out of here.

 I wish I could,   Liz’s reply comes immediately.

 I know. Kyle is picking me up in an hour. Pray that I survive until then.

 Liz will pray,   Maria writes.  I’ll distract you.

 I’m hiding in my old room,  Alex types.   Told them I needed to do some PT.

 Good move. Does your room still look the same?

Alex looks around him. It’s the room he shared with Flint his whole childhood, the smallest bedroom in the house. It looks smaller than he remembers, even though there’s now only one bed, and it’s been turned into a guest room. He slept here last night. The worst part about coming back to Roswell for his first Christmas with his father in nine years is that since he’s not cleared to drive yet, he couldn’t make the trip over a single day, and he had to stay in the house overnight.

 Well, not the worst part, just the most annoying.  He still doesn’t know if the worst part is the incessant quips and comments from his father about  his  tastes, or spending  hours   in silence, watching each other out of the corners of their eyes, straight-backed and, in Alex’s case, in near agony from not being able to change position or remove his prosthesis.

 Flint is the only one of his brother who is on leave this year, before he reports to his new unit in Munich in January, and he and Dad clearly have something going on that Alex doesn’t know about.  Presents aren’t part of the Manes family traditions, so it’s only been stilted meals  around the too-large table between the three of them, and an awkward and just as stilted visit to Dad’s only living aunt, who lives at the other end of town and seems to think Alex is still four years old.

Alex snaps a selfie showing the nondescript guest room around him. Nope. Nothing of mine left. Took it all down before I left and gave it away.

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Had so much making this video for @winged-fool. Hope you enjoy it, and have had a happy holidays! 

[Back From The Moon- Dalton Rapattoni]