#roswell tv show

[isqbelevans]

Michael & Isabel

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

The Genetically Engineered

Quotes [in order]: Star Wars: The Clone Wars S4 E10 “Carnage of Krell”, Star Wars: The Bad Batch S2 E15 “The Summit”, Lab Rats S3 E13 “Armed and Dangerous”, Roswell S1 E20 “Max to the Max”, Mandalorian S3 E8 “Chapter 24: The Return”, Star Wars: The Clone Wars S4 E7 “Darkness on Umbara”, Lab Rats S1 E1 “Crush, Chop and Burn”, Star Wars: The Clone Wars S2 E10 “The Deserter”, Lab Rats S2 E14 “Bionic Showdown”, Roswell S1 E20 “Max to the Max”

[jeannebserhal]

[lunarwhisps]

But I’ve begun to heal in all the places your hands have been

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[gaymasonjar]

Will You Meet Me In The Middle

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

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

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

 “Which walls do you want to start with?”

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

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

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

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

 “I guess so.”

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

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

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

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

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush.  

     Kachush.  

     BANG.  

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

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

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush.  

     Bang.  

     Bang.  

     BANG.  

     “MANES!”  

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

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

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Bang.  

     BangBangBANG. “MANES!”  

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

     “Johnson”, Alex wheezed.  

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

     “Captain, keep talking to me.”  

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

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

     Kachush. Kachush.  

     Kachush. Kachush.  

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

     “Captain, keep talking to me.”  

     “Did anyone else make it?”  

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

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

     Alex screamed -  

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

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

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

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

 “I, uh…the gun.”

 “The nail gun?”

 “Yeah…”

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

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[initiumseries]

What are your favorite teen dramas? I apologize if you’ve been asked this before! I tried looking through your search, but I didn’t see a similar post. Please ignore this if you’ve been asked before! :)

Haha no worries. If I was asked this it was a looong time ago so it's all good.

I am...I guess I am on the more elderly side of this site so my fave teen dramas really sort of speak to a specific time LOL. But anyway here we go, in no particular order:

BTVS -If you've taken even a cursory look at my blog, I think this goes without saying. This is my absolute favourite teen drama. I will die on this hill lol.

Smallville - God this show was so chaotic for like 2 to 3ish seasons, and I loved every minute of it because it's campy and fun and something you just don't get from a teen show now. And honestly...Clark is fucking hot.

OG Gossip Girl - this show falls ALL the way off after they go to college, but the drama, the spectacle...I loved every bit of it and Leighton really elevated Blair's character. As someone who read the books I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't hate the huge departure the show made. Also EVERYONE had chemistry with who they were meant to. Ridiculous.

OG Roswell - you get Max and Liz within 3 feet of each other? A LOT. That show was DRAMATIC.

Teen Wolf - I've spoken about teen wolf a lot. But Stiles and Scott are great and Scott and Alison have my heart. Again, another show on air too long, but the beginning seasons were gold.

So I hesitate to say this is a favourite teen show because I think TVD has too many problems to overlook, but Stelena holds up. So honourable mention lol.

So Weird - I loved this show as a kid. I think this was the first show I ever wrote (very bad) fan fiction about.

I LOVE Misfits (until the main cast falls apart). It's completely deranged and fresh and I will never not die of laughter on a rewatch.

Honourable mention to some Canadian content. Big Wolf on Campus isn't really a drama, but Brandon Quinn is hot, was hot when I was a kid, and the show was funny. I tuned in pretty regularly.

[ambersadventuresinwonderland]

These 3D magnets inspired by the 90s Roswell TV series are so neat!!! 🖤🛸👽

[greygullhaven]

Who Cares if One More Light Goes Out?

A Roswell New Mexico Alex and Michael Whump fic!

HOT OFF THE PRESS!!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43789527/chapters/110114763

[tsarytsyas-cosy-log-cabin]

You can’t do this to me

[harrietmjones]

My favourite kisses (Part 2) 💝

(Not in order)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

#11

Elena Gilbert & Damon Salvatore (The Vampire Diaries)

#12

Happy Quinn & Toby Curtis (Scorpion)

@glenanneswesten

#13

Summer Roberts & Seth Cohen (The O.C.)

#14

Michael Guerin & Maria DeLuca (Roswell)

@onscreenkisses

#15

Rory Gilmore & Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls)

#16

Jane Villanueva & Michael Cordero Jr. (Jane the Virgin)

#17

Ten & Madame de Pompadour (Doctor Who)

#18

Anne Shirley-Cuthbert & Gilbert Blythe (Anne with an E)

#19

Zoe Hart & George Tucker (Hart of Dixie)

@bloodbuzz-ohio

#20

Amanda Clarke/Emily Thorne & Jack Porter (Revenge)

@royaltyofmultifandom

[isqbelevans]

Cliffhangers edit 10/11

@starryeyesxx

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

Roswell S3 “I Married an Alien”

[jeannebserhal]

Majandra Delfino & Shiri Appleby for Seventeen magazine, 2000

[brianfrench1995]

Greetings from Roswell, New Mexico - Postcard

@postcardtimemachine

[gaymasonjar]

Will You Meet Me In The Middle?

Preview of Chapter 6: Bask In Your Love

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

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

 “What time is it…?”

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

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

 “Exactly.”

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

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

 “Can you carry towels”, Alex asked him.

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

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

 “So that’s what this is about.”

 “C’mon.”

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

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

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

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

 “Is that current statistics?”

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

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

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

 “Michael”, Alex breathed.

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

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

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

 Michael snorted, “That was horrible.”

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

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

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

 “Even without it, I would know.”

 “Oh yeah? How so?”

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

 “It’s just my face”, he groaned.

 “Exactly.”

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