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millie’s long list of malex fics | i can make your body echo (like we're in an empty room) / fic has been orphaned​

He’s still wearing turtlenecks at his high school graduation.

A character study of Alex Manes with regards to his relationship with his body and his sexual partners (and Michael specifically).

comment: there is so much beautiful language in this fic and it just bowls me over every time i reread it. it touches on some issues that alex has with sex, and how michael is a safe space for him. it’s about how much they want each other always. it’s so good. i feel something different every time i read it. remember to check those tags before you read!!

millie’s long list of malex fics | And headin’ out singing our song by bean_me_up / @bean-me-up​

Alex can’t remember the last time he took a vacation. And he’s been trying to be better, kinder to himself, so when Liz and Max announce their engagement, and invite them all to their Seattle townhouse to celebrate, he decides to take the time off and drive up. He won’t have to sit in an uncomfortable economy class seat for hours, he can see the sights along the way, and he gets to be away from Roswell for a few extra days. There’s no real downside to this. 

It takes miles of sun-bleached interstate under the tires, past deserts and oceans and cities and forests, but eventually, they find their way back to each other.

comment: i looooove roadtip fics! this one is even canonical and post-s2, with some malex coming back together over their journey. the locations all feel like real roadtrip stops which is so sweet.

millie’s long list of malex fics | Sunday Mornings by adiwriting / @adiwriting

Michael lays in Alex’s bed, unable to sleep. It’s late enough to be considered early for some. He knows it won’t be that long before the sun starts peeking out and waking his boyfriend up. Alex is physically incapable of sleeping in. For now though, Alex is passed out and has been for several hours. And, for the record, not that Michael has ever had any doubt, he’s looking incredibly sexy even in his sleep.

A collection of one-shots centered around Alex and Michael's sacred Sunday mornings together, starting with their first Sunday back together and going from there.

comment: fics like this make the hiatus bearable. this is a series where every chapter is a new sunday in michael and alex’s lives. it’s a soft, gentle exploration of their domesticity and love for one another as the sundays roll by. but more than that, it envisions are future where they get to be happy together and have the space to carve out time for themselves, amidst whatever their wider family is doing. (there’s also dogs, so you know it’s good). 

millie’s long list of malex fics | mountains (since we met) by delgay ​

“Do you believe in soulmates?” Max asked once.

a “mishmash of scenes” from michael’s perspective up to 1x03.

comment: this is kind of an exploration of 101 - 103, from michael’s perspective. it’s about how much they feel for each other, no matter how much time has passed. it’s just beautifully written and i wanted to share it with y’all!

millie’s long list of malex fics | She's listening through the air shaft, to see how long our swan song can last by soberqueerinthewild / @soberqueerinthewild​

Forrest wasn’t sure what to expect dating Alex Manes.

The 180 degree turnaround on PDA between their first date and open mic night felt too good to be true. He half expected regression on their second date, for Alex to pull his hand away when Forrest reached for him in public, or to scoot his chair farther away when one of his Air Force buddies approached them in the bar, but so far that fear has been unrealized. It’s like a switch flipped, probably due to a combination of his own internal work, the death of his father, and full support of his brother. Alex is lighter and happier than when they first met, and seems at ease being out in public with Forrest no matter where they go. Tonight, they’ve settled on a casual night out at the Pony, with the intention of Forrest getting a chance to know Maria better.

Three Times Forrest Ignores Isobel When She Tries to Meddle, and Two Times He Doesn’t. Forrest knows he and Alex could be so good together, if only Isobel would stop crashing their dates and bringing up Alex's ex.

comment: you know i love the 5+1 format, or any variation (in this case 3+2). this is a delightful, and kind, telling of forrest and alex’s relationship through forrest’s pov. isobel is terribly in character, meddling in the affairs of others and teasing alex about how she wants to see his brother naked (and how he wants to see her brother naked). i really loved forrest in this but it is, at heart, a malex fic. and poor forrest is up against a lot.

millie’s long list of malex fics | Shoulder to Shoulder; Cheek to Cheek by Tasyfa / @tasyfa

G,

Today I learned I can shoot. Well, any idiot can shoot, that's kind of part of the whole gun problem, but I mean, I'm actually good at it. Like, scary good. And it's weird because it feels good to be really good at something here? I'm pretty middle of the pack on the physical stuff, all the running and push-ups and wall climbing and whatever, but this, I'm great at.

Becoming an airman had been an anti-goal until that day in the shed. When Alex subsequently finds himself in Basic Training, he resolves to make the best of the situation. But he never quite lets go of his first love. A story told in glimpses of a young man's life, spanning a decade and beyond.

comment: tas is incredibly good at telling a story in snapshots. coupled with the romance of written letters, and the beauty of the last scene, this fic is sweet and devastating in equal measures. i love the thought of alex keeping michael close like this, keeping in touch with him, even if it couldn’t be a reality. 

millie’s long list of malex fics | all the works and days of hands by haloud / @haloud

On the other side of the mat, Michael stretches, curling his hands and flexing his wrists, pulling his arms up to the ceiling and exposing the line of hair leading down past the waistline of his pants, cinched tight. He’s lost weight. Somewhere else, at some other time, Alex would walk over to him and lock his arms around his waist and make Michael wrestle him to get free and he’d be warm and solid and brimming with warmth in his grasp. But right here and right now, Alex bounces on his feet again, flexes his palms, and just can’t wait to get his hands on him again.

Alex and Michael spar to pass the time, and Alex learns a lot about his fighting style.

comment: there isn’t a single thing about this that i don’t like. it’s hot and sensual; hal’s writing always is, but there’s always something more to it. alex teaching michael to spar, to defend himself, the sparring as a different kind of touching and intimacy... whew boy!! just thinkin about it has got me all worked up and emotional. give this gem a read if you have a spare minute. then read again and soak in the beautiful prose.

millie’s long list of malex fics | In the Bleak Midwinter by aewriting / @aewriting

In the end, none of it had mattered.

Not the perimeter alarm Alex had so carefully installed around his property. Not the favors he’d called in from his decade of service. Not the hours he’d logged poring over Project Shepherd files.

No, they’d gotten him on a normal Wednesday, up in Albuquerque, right before Christmas..

When Alex and Michael are caught by Jesse and imprisoned together, they find themselves facing increasingly desperate circumstances. Will they be able to find a way out when it's clear that Jesse has no plans to let them out alive?

comment: any fic that involves the capture of one or both halves of your ship has the potential to be devastating and boy howdy does this fic deliver. probably don’t start this one if you’re looking for a feel-good fic, but if you’re in the mood to enjoy some angst, hate jesse manes, and get real sad about boys who will endure anything for one another, i can’t recommend this fic highly enough. the emotions in this author’s fics are always so raw, so near to the surface, and despite how much it hurt me, i would read it again a thousand times.