ok i get that i am very late to the bridgerton game.  but answer me something.  why am i supposed to like penelope and want her to end up with colin? is he ever going to find out that it was her that wrote the article about marina? is marina ever going to find out that it was her? or do we just move past the fact that all she does is skulk around eavesdropping so she can write mean things about everyone else in town? i don’t get why i’m supposed to like her. 

MAX EVANS in ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO | 1.01 Pilot

peeks in here i am home. i’m chillin’ with my parents for a bit before going back to work. i get to go visit my manfriend on the way back.  the last six months feel like a blur. 

guess who’s back from deployment bitches

well friends.  i finally get to come home tomorrow. 

pokes my head in here to say that i am deeply unhappy with what roswell has done with my boy this season. 

lol i finally watched last week’s episode and i swear to god i have rarely been more disappointed in this dumbass show than i am now listening to enlisted officer alex codebreaker manes talk about the talib*n in IRAQ???? 

y’all are not even trying anymore and it boggles my mind.  two random dudes wandering into their ‘lair’????? to exact revenge for a kid that got killed? y’all that’s an average tuesday. oops we accidentally fucked up the seals mission to go murder a bunch of dudes hiding in a cave. they don’t hide in caves. they have fucking embassies. and random cryptographers do not run around the desert with guns with the operators. they don’t go on missions two at a time. and THAT VEO DOES NOT HANG OUT IN IRAQ!!! IT’S AFGHANISTAN YOU FUCKS!!!!  i can’t tell you how much this boils me. what was the point of putting michael and isobel in uniforms? with chevrons??????? are they enlisted officers too? if y’all can’t be assed to do it right, stop leaning on the military shit please. please. i’m begging. just stop. 

Pray for Afghanistan. Pray for people you know who have deployed there. Pray for those of us still slogging through the work. We're all lost. We're all in pain. I don't know how much more my heart can break.

libertytm​:​

nothing  about  the  unsteady  and  unstable  ground  between  them  felt  like  they'd  broken  even.  what  had  happened  to  them,  what  they  had  been  through,  it  wasn’t  right…  wasn’t  fair.  steve  didn’t  know  where  to  start  in  trying  to  bridge  the  distance  that  was  so  foreign  between  them.  he  remembered  more  of  his  life  than  he  had  in  months,  and  somehow  felt  even  more  like  a  stranger  in  his  body  as  a  result.  

❝ i’m  sorry — ❞  it’s  nowhere  near  enough,  but  what  else  does  he  have?  part  of  him  yearned  to  go  back  to  the  simplicity  of  blank  memories  and  it  being  just  the  two  of  them.  

HE DOESN’T HAVE a right to feel hurt. He doesn’t have a right to feel betrayed. The things a man says or does without his memory are not indicative of who he is. Max had lost sight of that over the time he’d spent with Steve those first few weeks. He’d been foolish enough to think that they’d begun to build something, without bothering to remember who he worked for.       The connection between this man and the shadowy government organization that had held him captive for months should have been obvious, but it wasn’t. Not to someone so bewitched by blue eyes and a fellow artistic soul.        He sighs, leaning against the door. He’s tired. He doesn’t want to do this.           ‘I know. Apology accepted. I forgive you.’       And still he mourns for what might have been. 

impulsemuse​:

     “I could’a told you it was fun if you’d ever thought to mention you might be interested in goin’.” But it was nice to know Max had expanded his horizons and was trying out new things, even under the guise of doing it just to get closer to one adorable doctor.      She pinches his ankle again when she’s tickled, a threat and a warning. Jenna’s never been one that was able to take being tickled.       “I would sure hope his intentions are in no way honorable. In fact I’d be downright disappointed if they were. You’re too straight-and-narrow, do-gooder, hometown boy. You need a little excitement in your life, Evans. And I, for one, hope the good doctor gives it to you good.”

‘TO BE FAIR I was never interested in goin’ to Planet 7 until I followed him there. The loud music and the techno and the sparkles are not really... my thing. But they’re his, so I’ll get used to it.’       Is he grinning as he says this? Maybe a little, at the corners of his mouth. His stomach flutters. He’s in middle school all over again, made stupid by a crush on a cute person and all he wants is for them to notice him.       Lucky for him, Kyle did.       She pinches him, and he laughs, pulling his leg back and taking the warning for what it is.            ‘Oh, am I? You’re hoping he’ll corrupt me, is that it? I’m boring to you, Cameron?’        The comments make his face heat up, as the good doctor had, at least once already, given it to him good.             ‘I don’t know, I think we’ve had plenty of excitement around here lately.’ 

libertytm​:

❝ well,  that’s  interesting, ❞ steve  wasn’t  sure  what  to  make  of  the  mark,  but  he  knew  it  hadn’t  faded.  inspecting  in  the  mirror  every  morning.  ❝ i  don’t  think  so? ❞  he  doesn’t  know  enough  about  it  to  be  worried.  to  him  it  was  just  the  key  to  not  dying.  ❝ maybe  it’s  because  of  the  —  ❞  he  gestures  to  himself.  unable  to  explain  a  history  of  self  he  couldn’t  remember.  second-hand  knowledge  was  all  he  had  of  himself,  and  the  last  couple  weeks  with  max.   ❝ you  know. ❞

HE’D ASK TO see it, but... asking a man you barely know to take his clothes off in front of you is untoward in any context. The alien business only makes it all the more so. As little as he knows this man he believes him when he says the mark hasn’t faded. Max can’t feel it, but Steve certainly can. He’d have no reason to lie.            ‘I’m... sorry.’       Is it really his place to be sorry? It’s not like he’s trying to keep it around on purpose.            ‘I wish I had an answer. I barely understand the mark myself.’ 

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Max Evans Weekend ➤ Day 2: Max & Emotions

there’s a tornado inside of me, and i can’t fight it, and i can’t run from it. 

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