#maxweekend24

[dr-lizortecho]

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

[impalachick]

For @maxevansweekend day one, loneliness and the lost decade.

[maxevansweekend]

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) ✍️

Voting ended onSep 27, 2024

[dr-lizortecho]

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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[impalachick]

Homecoming

A tiny Gen fic featuring Max and Isobel getting ready for Homecoming pre-canon with Max/Liz and implied Isobel/Rosa for @maxevansweekend!

“Max, I really need you to keep stirring this,” Isobel says as soon as Max steps into the kitchen. 

Max dutifully steps up to the chili pot on the stove and takes the wooden spoon from her. 

“Fine,” he grumbles. “But is this sweater alright? I don’t want to look like a nerd today.”

There’s no way she’s going to pass up on an opportunity to tease her brother. 

“Doesn’t matter what sweater you wear. You’ll still look like a nerd.”

“Ha. Thanks a lot.” Max rolls his eyes and pouts over the chili pot. 

Isobel leaves him to it and heads over to the counter to finish up the alien shaped cookies she baked the night before. It’s the day of New Roswell High’s homecoming, and Isobel had volunteered to contribute to the chili cook off and the bake sale, which is why she’s frantically cooking before school starts.

As she squeezes green frosting out of a tube, she goes over the plan for the day in her head. She’s playing in the powder puff game that afternoon before the football game starts, which is after the float parade. After all of that is the dance, which means she is going to have to bring her dress and change at some point after powder puff in the locker room.

She wonders what Max has planned for the day. He’s usually not the kind of guy who likes attending school spirit stuff.

“So, you got a date tonight for the dance?” Isobel asks, her voice teasing.

“You sound like Mom,” Max grumbles. 

“Ouch,” Isobel intones as she focuses on switching frosting tubes and adding little eyes to the cookies.

“Why are you doing all this, Iz? It seems like way too much.” 

It <i>is</i> probably too much, but she wants it that way. If she’s involved in every homecoming event, she can prove to herself that she’s succeeding at pretending to be human. 

“I like being busy,” she settles on. “And your sweater looks great.”

She’s being sincere, and she looks up to see Max’s shoulders relax a fraction.

“Thanks,” he says.

They work in silence for a beat, and then Max speaks up again. 

“Liz is going to homecoming. She texted me about it earlier.” Isobel can tell that Max is trying very hard to sound nonchalant as he turns slightly to look at her.

She purposefully doesn’t laugh, even though his earlier question about his sweater makes way more sense now.

“Well, she’ll need to hang out with someone in the stands during the game. That’s where you can come in,” Isobel says as she points a frosting tube at Max.

He narrows his eyes at her. “Maybe, but I’m sure she’s going to be there with Rosa.”

Max’s eyebrow is raised, as if waiting for Isobel to say something.  

Isobel is quiet at first, biting at her bottom lip in thought. There’s something about Rosa that tangles up her guts and makes her feel off balance. She wouldn’t call them friends, but they’ve hung out way more than just casual acquaintances would. That’s probably why Max is looking at her, hoping she’ll offer to get involved so that Max isn’t third-wheeling. Or maybe Max is hoping she’ll use the mindscape on Rosa, but they usually avoid talking about their alien-ness as much as possible so Isobel doesn't bring it up. 

“I could probably hang out with Rosa,” she finally says. 

Max grins like a total dope and puts his arms out like he’s going to hug her. She shakes her head.

“Absolutely not. Keep stirring!” 

Max laughs and turns back to the pot. 

Isobel looks her cookies over, and lets the pleasant tingle of satisfaction from a job well done take her mind off of Rosa Ortecho. She’s way too busy today to lose her focus.

[maxevansweekend]

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 🎬

Voting ended onSep 30, 2024

[maxevansweekend]

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. 👽😫

Voting ended onSep 29, 2024

[greentealycheejelly]

Echo reunion hug. For day 3 of @maxevansweekend