#rnmafterdark2023

[dr-lizortecho]

RNM After Dark 2023: Day Three: White Picket Fence @rnmafterdark

some part of me must have died the first time that you called me baby, and some part of me came alive the first time that you called me baby

[pleasantfanartist]

@rnmafterdark Day Three: White Picket Fence

[rnmafterdark]

RNM After Dark returns next week!

There Have To Be Three™ Edition! An event for all the creators in this fandom to celebrate our slutty, smutty aliens and friends 👽💖

Friday, September 1: Alien Anatomy Saturday, September 2: Spicy Tropes Sunday, September 3: White Picket Fence

Read the Info Post for more details!

[daughterofelros]

I Need It So Bad I Can Taste It || RNM Kaliz fic

Have some Max/Kyle/Liz Orgasm Delay/Denial with cock rings and cock cages for RNM After Dark 2023

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@rnmafterdark

[dr-lizortecho]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Inspired by @ajna-eye-cogitations and written for @rnmafterdark day three: white picket fence

It had been months of secret rendezvouses and stolen kisses. Keeping their private lives under wraps from the town’s gossip mill- and therefore their loved ones. Which had been nice, giving Max time to breathe and explore without his siblings prying into his reasonings and emotions. Allowing him a moment to decide what he wanted for himself.

Which was coming home after good and bad days alike to find Kyle’s car parked in front of his place, to wake up to good morning texts sent between patients at the ass crack of dawn and buying keto friendly beer while at the supermarket.

Max smiles to himself as he opens the door to his house, more than pleased to find it already unlocked. It was something he was growing more and more accustomed to since Kyle made himself at home shortly after their relationship came out. Now three or more days a week Max could expect to come home to Kyle cooking in the kitchen or asleep in his bed. More often than not wearing Max’s clothes.

The door closes with a soft click as Max hangs up his keys, his smile falters at the realization his hat isn’t on its hook. It was department issue, meaning the Sheriff would have his ass if it went missing.

“Howdy,” Kyle drawls, voice thick with a fake southern accent.

Max turns, shoulders relaxing as he finds his hat. Kyle is lounged across the couch Max’s hat tipped low on his head, arm draped over the back of the couch and shoulders bare. A laugh falls from Max’s lips at the absurdity of the situation. Kyle has been perfecting his southern slang since he started reading Max’s manuscript, all while insisting the outlaw and the sheriff had homoerotic tension. Saying something about Max writing the first queer great American western.

“Good afternoon,” Max says with a laugh, making his way around the couch.

He sobers up fast- blood rushing south as he takes in the sight awaiting him. Kyle’s fully naked. Or rather wearing black leather assless chaps with nothing underneath them.

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[rnmafterdark]

Day 1: Alien Anatomy

It's time!

Friday, September 1: Alien Anatomy

Description: Exploration and experimentation any way you can imagine. Technically, canon can’t show anything, which means anything is possible ;)

Examples include: alien powers, xenobiology, tentacles, handprints, mpreg, mating cycles, mind melds

Submit your work by:

Tagging ‘rnmafterdark2023’

Tagging @rnmafterdark within the Tumblr post

and/or

Adding your work to the ‘RNM After Dark 2023’ AO3 Collection

We all know that tumblr's tagging system can be suspect at best, so if the mods don't reblog your post within a day or two, please send us an ask or a DM! Happy posting!!

[rnmafterdark]

In Case You Missed It! Roswell After Dark returns Sept 1-3

There Have To Be Three™ Edition! An event for all the creators in this fandom to celebrate our slutty, smutty aliens and friends 👽💖

Friday, September 1: Alien Anatomy Saturday, September 2: Spicy Tropes Sunday, September 3: White Picket Fence

Read the Info Post for more details!

[dr-lizortecho]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Dom/Sub Kaliz for @rnmafterdark Day Two: Spicy Tropes (aka that not bondage bondage fic I’ve been being annoying about)

Max is gorgeous like this. On his hands and knees, curls sweat slicked to his forehead and the muscles in his back tense. Body all strong harsh lines. With leather straps pressed into glistening skin and black silk tied loose at his wrists from where they had been secured to the metal o-rings at his waist.

Kyle’s hands slide from Max’s hips up the curve of his spine then back over his ribs. Before tugging at the leather at his waist, which makes Max release a soft whimper as he straightens out his spine, following Kyle’s nonverbal commands.

“Shhh,” Liz coos, fingers carding through his damp curls. “That’s it baby.”

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