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A Dallas | Oasis Pop-up Event Masterpost

A collection of fanworks brought to you by the RNM18+ Discord. Prompt word was "Oasis," which could be our aliens' home planet, a haven in the New Mexican desert, or a certain "Wonderwall" band...

Art

Greetings from the Oasis and cover art by @dr-lemurr [also on AO3]

Happy Home gifset by @infp-obsessing-over-everything

turn a barren wilderness art post by @beautifulcheat

late submission by @bean-me-up

Fic

I am no mother // I am no bride // I am King Gen, <1k by @jocarthage

So I just speak my piece, keep my peace Dallas/Heath, <1k by @jocarthage

All The Roads We Have To Walk Are Winding Dallas/Heath, 2.5k by @daughterofelros

turn a barren wilderness Dallas/Heath, 1.9k by @beautifulcheat

And Then The Murders Started, or, An Oasis Can Be A Cabin In the Woods [on AO3] Dallas/Heath, <1k by @mander3-swish [also on Tumblr]

You Make Me a Believer Dallas/Heath, 5.1k by @haloud and @maeglinthebold

There is one question I'd really love to ask (One Heart!) Dallas & Heath, Michael/Alex, Max/Liz, Maria/Greg, 3k by mythras_fire

Thank you to everyone who participated, by creating, leaving kudos or commenting, and reblogging!

prompt: “When I said I wanted family time, this isn’t what I meant.”

and for this prompt I wrote about Dallas and Heath on the road to understanding this new weird family theyve found themselves in the orbit off <3 <3 <3

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Dallas’s phone chimed from across the room, but he didn’t look up until it landed right on the page, barely missing smacking him in the hand.

“Hey!”

Heath laughed, dropping down on the other end of the couch and missing crushing Dallas’s feet with his ass just as narrowly. Once he landed, though, the smile dropped off his face.

“Something wrong?”

“The text, uh, it’s from Guerin. It’s probably nothing, but…”

“You’re afraid it’s going to be some brand new sci-fi channel shit to get us both almost killed again?”

“Uh, yeah. That’s one way to put it.”

And Dallas would be lying if he tried to pass off himself as unbothered as he unlocked his phone. No, the both of them were holding their breath.

Letting his out slowly, Dallas said, “he’s asking if I’m interested in some ‘quality family time.’”

“Okay, but which part of his family?”

“Not really that reassuring,” Dallas agreed. In his hand, the phone gave another short buzz. “He says now that it’s fine if ‘my plus one wants to tag along,’ so. I’m guessing it’s a casual affair.”

“…Are you gonna go?”

Shrugging, Dallas picked his book up again. “Sure. It’s not going to get less weird between us if everyone doesn’t pull their weight.”

“It’s not going to get less weird between you if they don’t get less weird,” Heath scoffed, knocking their knees together.

Then it was Dallas’s turn to laugh. Whether Heath’s assessment was fair or unfair, he could appreciate his willingness to name it out loud. As strange and terrifying as his childhood had been, there were a few advantages to growing up the way he had, without other aliens to isolate himself with.

“Hey, do you want to be my plus one?” he asked, covering Heath’s knee with his hand, keeping them pressed together, keeping him from pulling away.

“Are you nuts? I’m positive Dr. Valenti will be there, I’m not going to impose on…”

Dallas wiggled his phone. “I can double check if it’d make you feel better, but the whole crew is going to have to get used to us as a package deal, man. Anyway, he strikes me as a forgiving guy.”

“Yeah, well, sometimes being forgiving can backfire.”

To that, Dallas could only shoot Heath a loaded look. They’d had this moral and theological debate before; Heath already knew where he stood.

“Well, I’m not planning on developing any new unexplainable life threatening alien medical conditions any time soon. Are you planning to hire mercenaries and inject people with weird drugs anyway? Because then, then maybe we’d have an issue…”

“Okay, okay. I get it.”

“Uh-huh.” Dallas fired off a text back to Michael to finalize their plans and let him know Heath would be coming along too. As he might have predicted, Michael had no textual reaction to that news, and Dallas pocketed his phone, turning his attention back to his book.

“Hey, uh, Dallas?”

“Mm?”

“This is maybe a stupid thing to say since obviously you’re my friend so you care, but, uh, why does it matter to you if the Roswell gang wants me around? It’s not like I’d ever try and stop you from seeing them because of it or act jealous or whatever, I get—”

“Nope, sounds like you don’t get.”

“What?”

“It’s plain as day, man. I got invited for family time. That includes you. Obviously.”

“Oh.”

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