“Deep down, you know I would never choose anyone over you. Because you would never choose anyone over me. Not even yourself.”

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“Deep down, you know I would never choose anyone over you. Because you would never choose anyone over me. Not even yourself.”

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For @maxevansweekend day one, loneliness and the lost decade.
Giddy up for Max Evans Weekend September 27-29! 👽🤠⭐️
Max's favorite book is...
The Hobbit by J.R.R Tolkien 🐲
Frankenstein, or The Modern Prometheus, by Mary Shelley 🧟♂️
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis 🦁 👦 👦 👧🏼
Resurrection by Leo Tolstoy ⚖️ ⛓️🕊
Pretty much anything from Louis L'Amour 🐎 🏜 👢
Childhood's End by Arthur C. Clarke 🛸 🌎
Roadside Picnic by Arkady and Boris Strugatsky 👽🏕⏳️
Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman ❤️🌾🌄
Other (reblog, tag, comment) ✍️
wanna live better days
It wasn’t so much a question of whether he was adjusted- healed from his time on Oasis. More so of the resilience of humanity. The way he had spent so many years amongst them, gifted the ability to grow alongside them, fail with them. All from the kindness of one girl sharing music with him instead of asking anything of him.
Because fractures existed in his heart, in his mind. Even healed over they ached under pressure, or just from the numbness of time. They’d faded, become part of the artistry that was the life he was building.
Liz had explained that as a child his mind was still developing, that neural pathways were being built. That every thought, every fear, every insecurity from his early years had been built into the electrical and chemical structure of his mind. There was a permanence to it. Even in the healing.
Which existed despite his best efforts
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Homecoming
A tiny Gen fic featuring Max and Isobel getting ready for Homecoming pre-canon with Max/Liz and implied Isobel/Rosa for @maxevansweekend!

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Third poll for Max Evans Weekend, Sept 27-29, because "there's always three." Max shares what hobby with another friend?
Jogging with Alex. They encourage each other through 🦿 and 🫀 challenges.
Whiskey tasting with Maria. He helps pick out local 🥃 for the Pony.
Teaching Kyle pop culture so he doesn't sound clueless around Isobel. 🖖
Cooking classes with Arturo to impress Liz with his domestic skills 🍳🍽
Playing online games with Jenna long distance. 💻🕹
Guitar lessons with Bonnie because he never learned more than 1 song. 🎸
Searching for Skinwalkers and other cryptids with a secret group. 🧐👹😱
Writing fanfiction and interacting with fans of his favorite 📖 and 🎬
Another poll to get you excited for Max Evans Weekend, September 27-29! How does Max spend his (would've been) bachelor party?
A lame book club meeting, much to Michael's dismay. 🤓📚🙄
City Slickers style ranch trip driving cattle and campfire beans. 🤠🐎
On duty. He has no time off after going MIA so much. 👮♂️
Isobel and Michael take him to a strip club, and he passes out after 2 shots. 🫗
Boys only RV trip to Vegas 🎲🎰
Dealing with more alien drama. It ain't easy being green. 👽😫
Echo reunion hug. For day 3 of @maxevansweekend