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Shyan Fan fic Recommendation

Anon I want to kiss you right now. I have been waiting for this question for years

Batch 1

*All | orphan_account

Ryan's got an itch only Shane can scratch.

*"Come over here and make me." | aldhafera

“Shane, stop that this instant!” “Come over here and make me.” In which Ryan fears something followed them home and Shane just wants to give the (definitely non-existent) ghosts a show.

Por Favor, Sweetheart | carrieonfighting

Two dorks raise a baby and don't even realise they're doing it together until it's too late Alternatively, Ryan Bergara is Trying His Best Thanks

(This one’s so domestic I think I melted)

the choices we make | exul

Shane and Ryan find themselves in a world where much is the same, yet everything is different. An apartment that's theirs, but not theirs. Photos of them that were never taken. And most importantly a child, who's somehow theirs, yet they've never seen her before. or Shane and Ryan wake up in a world where they're married and have a baby.

and then there were two (idiots) | sessrumnir

Shane kisses Ryan by accident one day. A week later they are still trying to process what happened.

*Body Farming | shiphitsthefan

Failed suppressants and a surprise heat: the worst of cliches, and here Ryan stands, living the trope on location with the alpha he’s hopelessly in love with. Even worse, they’re spending the night in the famous Bell Witch Cave, completely alone and with no way to contact the outside world.

Ryan knows he can survive and keep his preheat a secret, as long as Shane will stop being so protective and concerned. After all, it’s not like Shane wants to bond with him.

Right?

*breathe out so i can breathe you in | trxshmxuth

They've been tiptoeing around each other for months now, walking on ice so thin that Ryan can practically see the sexual tension swirling and raging underneath. Ryan's almost afraid that when the ice finally cracks, he's not going to be able to resurface again.On their next Unsolved investigation, the ice breaks.

eventually, the darkness stares back | EAST (WESTAGE)

Shane realizes he likes Ryan exactly the way he is: alive.

Four Down, One to Go | sunshinewinchesters

Ryan is sick and Shane is having a really shitty week.

*Hold Your Breath, It Gets Better | beethechange

Ryan stops short in the doorway of his bedroom, banging his shoulder against the doorframe in his haste, because he’s too late. Shane’s kneeling in front of the bottom drawer of his bedside table, peering down at the contents, hand frozen in a hover like he’d been about to reach in. His face is a blank mask.

“Ah. I keep the batteries in the top drawer. Not. Not the bottom one.”

“Yes,” Shane says, cocking his head to the left in puzzlement, and then he pauses for a fraction of a second too long as he considers his words. “I can see that the batteries are not in the bottom drawer.”

*How Deep (Is Your Love) | touchinghearts

The last thing Shane expects when he exits the bathroom is for his boyfriend to appear out of fucking nowhere, pin him against the wall, and swallow his cock down in the open hallway of a hotel.

It's a love/hate kind of thing. | heyghouls

Shane is an executive producer at BuzzFeed and Ryan is his intern. It's not love at first sight for the boys, but will they finally see eye to eye when they realize they have more in common than they thought? Shane is an introvert who finds it hard to let people in, and Ryan is a cute loving boy who just wants to figure the guy out.

Just Out of Reach | formosus_iniquis

A variation on the "I asked for your help getting a book off the top shelf and and you laughed at my taste and called me a nerd so I shoved you into a table of nonfiction best-sellers and that’s how we both got banned from the quirky community bookstore" prompt

keep you like an oath | spoopyy

"I'm in love with you," Ryan says, desperate."No, you're in love with the views."

kiss me like you mean it | rocketshiptospace

“Hi,” Tall man says, taking in the sight in front of him. “I’m sorry, I heard banging and yelling and I just, are you okay?”

“No. Yes. Maybe,” Ryan says, slowly standing back up on two legs again. “My door won’t open.” He eventually ads, when him and Tall man have just stared at each other for a few seconds.

“That’s unfortunate,” Tall man says, smiling at him. He has a really nice smile. “But it happens. It’s an old building, you know. Doors get stuck sometime. Here, let me try,” He steps past Ryan, and places his hand on the door handle. The door swings open like it’s nothing.

or, Ryan's apartment building plays matchmaker.

*Muscles Better and Nerves More | beethechange

A certain meddling Voodoo Queen of New Orleans thinks Ryan and Shane need some new perspective on life. After an inadvisable ritual deposits Ryan in Shane’s body, and Shane in Ryan’s, the ghoulboys pursue some soul-searching and self-discovery to put things right. Sometimes in a sexy way.

the calm before crescendo | abovetheruins

Alternate title: 5 times Shane Madej was flustered by Ryan Bergara, and 1 time he finally did something about it.

*The Desk Fic | SincerelyLeah

Shane was having a shitty Monday morning and it was all because of one person, Ryan Bergara. But, by now he should know that endless teasing gets Shane more than riled up.

Things That Go Bump in the Night (and 7 till 12 at weekends) | HoopyFrood

Shane works at a Haunted House. Ryan is Ryan. Things go about as well as you'd imagine.

Tranquility Base | sessrumnir

After their successful Sims series, Kelsey has a different video proposal for the boys. This time, they're testing how fast gossip travels in the office. But Ryan doesn't expect their relationship to change so fast because of it.

*wasted on you | cursingcursive (queenradi)

there's a reason shane loves when ryan wears his clothes.

Weird | Helsabot

One night, the stack of pillows between them becomes one stack too many. “Let me— let me hit you with a thought. A theory.” “A postulation?” “Sure. Let me postulate at you.” “Postulate away, baby.”

You Make Me Glow | sohapppily

Whenever they were on their ghoul excursions, Shane always had a snarky comment on the tip of his tongue and a twisted smirk to shoot at Ryan’s terror. He was mostly the same way in their unrecorded life, but they played up the banter for the sake of The Boys. Although it was a welcome respite for Ryan, seeing Shane in these settings with nothing but sleep on his features never failed to be a bit jarring.

Ryan couldn’t look away.

lightning in a bottle | LexTheMoose

Love is slow-dancing on the balcony of a house party at 11 PM.

meet me halfway | poetdameron

In a world where everything changed over the night, Ryan and Shane's minds connect miles away, making Shane the man of Ryan's dreams. Literally.

Batch 2

*And they were roommates (oh my god they were roommates) | Squeakyshroom

All my notes said on this one was “this is pure sex jesus”

2:10 to Wellton | quackers

and i'm puffing my chest, getting red in the face | pissedofsandwich

Bed-warm Hands and the Ghost of Elvis | MiraclesofPaul

*BFFS Get Married For A Week - Ryan and Shane | aspookycryptidsock

distorted truths | hwsinbs

*Everything's Weird and We're Always in Danger | beethechange

hammer me to the cross of my despair | heartchains

I Think the Ghost Likes You | cactsu

*I’ve Kissed You Before, but I Didn’t Do It Right (Can I Try Again) | beethechange

if i should fall | abovetheruins

*Just The Facts | millyvanilly (miloisnothere)

*Out of Control with Ryan | beethechange

*Pushing All Your Buttons | beethechange

satisfaction brought it back | ElasticElla

Short Stack | Anonymous

*Thank you, Satan | Squeakyshroom

The Chain | Lafayette1777

Rough water | heyghouls

Batch 3

The Thrilling Gardner Museum Heist | orphan_account

One in Five Billion | punk_rock_yuppie

a short history of almost something | cooliohoolio

*A Suspicion of Feelings | beethechange

I Will Be the Sun, I Will Wake You Up | sohapppily

*ready if it happens with you | sarcasticfishes

*The Denial Twist | beethechange

The Bizarre Road Trip Of A Missing Family | icantwritegood

Beautiful Crime | orphan_account

The Odd Death of Michelle Von Emster | icantwritegood

won't you ride on my fast machine? | ElasticElla

Batch 4

*Breathe | quackers

*The Hunger | poetdameron

Black Sun | quackers

contrapposto | spoopyy

(Let me tell you that I never liked major character death but I accidentally read this one without reading the warning and YOO I am a fan of major character death now. This was beautifully written!)

darling it's a faded notion | varnes

(This was the very first shyan fic I’ve read and still one of the best one’s)

*Full-Court Press | beethechange

(I remember this one oh my god this has jersey kink in it and I didn’t even know what it means until I read this and it awaken something in me. This writer I swear to god. They could write Ryan and Shane fucking in a hot dog costume on top of the mountains and I’d still be into it.)

*Ryan Number One | quackers

(THIS has everything I want and didn’t know I needed. This is hot this is sexy. Five star porn right here.)

theft by finding | varnes

*Wicked Game | quackers

(This is my favorite. This ruined me in so many ways and I got so affected and shaken up that I can’t draw anything for months. I have been to so many fandoms and read hundreds of fics but nothing has fucked me up like this. I have to switch to a different fandom because I am having the longest art block ever because I keep thinking about this fic. I am not exaggerating I swear if you see my previous posts there’s quite a gap in my shyan art. And I am saying this in the highest of compliment, this fic changed my life.)

*Translucent | poetdameron

*Begin the Begin, Over and Over | beethechange

*Let the Sunshine Burn Your Eyes | YogurtTime

*Look How Long They Are | drunkkenobi

*The Disturbing Mystery of the Jamison Family | icantwritegood

(This one’s fun! I fucking love this one! Lot’s of angry sex. The banter! The banter holy shit hmm!! I don’t want to spoil anymore. It’s dark but it’s funny it’s also hot and sad. This writer loooves angst.)

*Collide | needywitch

* - has porn

This got way longer than I thought and I couldn’t even put the summary in some of them but all of these are worth the read. This fandom has so much talented writers that my small monkey brain went fucking bananas on the list.

#rousponse #shyan fic rec #Anon must be expecting 5-10 fics because it's such a light-hearted ask

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bigdickmadej · 4 years

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So Shane liked a tweet about going crazy if they don't date someone in the ripped jeans community and my mind immediately went to Ryan's ripped knee black skinnies and I just- 😩😤 nEED a drabble, or ficlet, or ANYTHING about Shane pining for ripped jeans Bergara. Or don't it's okay you work hard enough as it is I just really want to talk about this since I am also a hoe for ripped/distressed jeans 😅❤️

Nonnie, I’m so glad you sent his. I had to go look for myself AND BAM! You and Shane are so valid, tho, It gets me every time djbvidnfidnfifr

(pic credit to @helloitsvehere)So, here’s a little something.

(Read on AO3)

Ryan must know. He certainly must know what it does to Shane every single time he shows up to work in those ripped back pants.

He has to.

There was no way he hadn’t noticed after years of knowing each other, that Shane’s eyes would linger on him and his legs more often when wearing said pants. He couldn’t be that blind, that fucking naive.

Shane really wanted to believe his friend must know, otherwise they were both lost, and otherwise he was about to either lost a good friend AND one of his work partners, making Watcher HQ into an awkward working space for everyone, or just give him a good laugh he would probably end up sharing with the other lovable dudebros at his home.

“Ry,” There goes nothing, the man looked at him after pausing the video he was trying to edit.

For a second, Shane forgot what he was about to say.

It wasn’t just the pants, of course.

Ryan was a handsome man. He had a beautiful body and gorgeous face. But it was also… just Ryan. The little guy. The man that kept him awake in more than one sense, listening to ramblings about ghosts but by also just existing as Shane wondered if his sleep schedule was alright or someone kept him up like it was happening to him.

His eyes went down, immediately looking for the prize. The skin exposed was enough to have Shane fanning himself like a improper lady of the past century, horny at just the sight of some flesh, and someday he’d wanted to tell this joke to Ryan but right now, his fingers touched the skin, seeing as Ryan tensed under it.

Shane looked up, unsure if his touch had been too much or– Ryan looked at him with expectation, seeking an explanation in silence as he left everything happen in the middle of the day when people were distracted.

Maybe Shane should have thought this through.

“I like your pants.” He said lamely, but it seemed to make the trip since Ryan didn’t groan or hit his hand away.

So, he dared a little bit more, moving his fingers until his palm was firm on Ryan’s knee, fingers slowly going under the dark denim.

“I know you do.” Ryan answered at least, stealing a smile from Shane.

Of course he knew.

His cock throbbed in his own pants, very aware of this conversation.

Shane’s fingers went up, softly touching the skin he had been dreaming of, eyes lost on his own movements without thinking of how Ryan must look, how red his face must be. But the man didn’t move away, just let Shane touch him as if he had been waiting for this to happen, too.

This of being brave was turning out to be pretty good, Shane swallowed as he cheered himself up with these thoughts to try something else.

“You know what I think when I see you in these?” He asked, discreetly making sure nobody was looking or listening to them.

Fortunately, Steven had a conference on a campus that morning, taking with him a few people since he wanted to take the chance to talk with some possible participants for Homemade, which left them with fewer people to worry about in his not-so-romantic confessional plan.

He should have thought this further, but whatever.

“I have an idea…” Ryan admitted in a whisper, the smoothness in his voice didn’t face him.

Shane looked up, finding Ryan interested in whatever he was about to say.

“I want to rip them more until I can see those skinny briefs I know you’re wearing.” He answered in a whisper too, hoping he had used the right amount of sexy to get this to another place later, his cock needed this to end right. “I wouldn’t take them off, though. Just open up enough to let me get those briefs down and fuck that pretty little ass of yours.”

A shiver went up Ryan’s body, his lips forming a white line on his face as his eyes closed for a second, and Shane wondered if he went too far. The answer came as Ryan’s hand landed on his, grip strong and warm, and Shane had to stop a gasp from escaping him, realizing just now how much he wanted Ryan to touch him too.

He was hard. Shane wondered if Ryan could see it, if he knew he had this effect on him on a regular basis.

“These are really nice, though.” Shane added, Ryan opened his eyes and looked at him with a tiny smile. “I think I’ll just remove them a little and worship that ass.”

“I knew you were an ass man.” Ryan shook his head, pulling slightly on Shane’s sleeve where his hand was over his.

Shane rolled his chair closer to him.

If he kissed him now, would Ryan beat him up for being such a non-romantic and exposing a possible relationship between them to everyone in the office just like that?

He smiled at his friend when Ryan looked at him.

“I’m home alone today,” he said with a dreamy sigh, “do you wanna come?”

“Baby,” Shane smiled at him, wide and so damn excited, “of course I want to come.” He said, Ryan rolled his eyes but laughed. “With you, preferably.”

“Oh, I better come first if you are ravishing my clothes.” He said, pausing for a second to look at something on Shane’s face. His lips, then his eyes, then lips again. He swallowed visibly. “Multiple times, though. That would be ideal.”

Shane snorted, going away before they ruined their first kiss. “Ideal! Multiple times is law, baby. You just have to wait.” He winked at him.

Ryan shook his head while laughing again, going back to his place as he seemed as excited as Shane felt.

He had never been a brave man before, Shane felt some kind of pride and how well everything went. The time to go home couldn’t come sooner, but to know what was to happen once they were on their own after work was all Shane needed to keep going with work all day long.

Except–

Except none of them could.

It wasn’t even lunch time when Ryan left the office space to get into the bathroom, Shane had been following his every move since their little risky conversation, wondering if he could convince him to either leave work or just do something in one of their cars, the bathroom never coming into mind because, again, he was no romantic but at least wanted their first kiss to be something else.

By the time he phone rang and Ryan’s name was displayed on it, Shane had frowned but stood up, starting to walk into the bathroom to see if everything was alright.

“Come.” Was all Ryan said, hanging up immediately.

With a frown, Shane walked in, finding him sitting in front of the mirror, hands put together between his thighs.

“It’s everything okay?” Shane asked, staying still by the door. “Ry?”

“Close the door…” He asked, his voice husky and just– shit. Shane’s dick stirred awake, he closed the door and walked over to Ryan. “It’s just–”

“I know.” Shane answered, finding his place between Ryan’s open legs. “I know…”

He wasn’t going to kiss him in this bathroom, doesn’t matter how clean and fresh they kept it.

Shane buried his face on Ryan’s neck, kissing softly on the skin exposed there as he felt Ryan relax at his touch. His hands were on Shane’s shoulders, just there as they didn’t push him away or move him forward, he took this as a sign to keep going and so, he bit a little onto his skin, aware of not leaving any marks that could lift eyebrows in the office.

Suddenly, Ryan’s legs rounded his hips, getting him closer than before and Shane chuckled, looking at Ryan as his hands held the man by his sides.

They looked at each other for a long moment, maybe an entire minute as he found this was not just lust and overgrown tension of years of wanting. It was longing, a feeling that this should had happened a long time ago but they had been waiting for the other to give them a sign.

As it turned out, it had always been there, but they had just been too scared to act on it.

Shane was not going to kiss Ryan in this bathroom, he hoped the man understood this as he let his forehead lean on Ryan’s, closing his eyes as they breathed the same air.

“I don’t care.” Ryan murmured. “I just want you.”

He swallowed, looking up to find Ryan’s determined stare that always made him shiver and smile. There was no braver man in the world, no firmer man.

Shane was truly in love with the best man ever.

His hand cradled Ryan’s cheek, thumb caressing him tenderly, eyes on his lips as he slowly leaned in. He could feel Ryan’s warm breath as his eyes closed, soon finding the soft of his lips in a firm kiss that made every pining second worth it.

They kissed sure of each other, aware of the feelings they held for the other and how strong their attraction had become. They kissed like if they had been waiting an eternity for it to happen and finally, finally, they had found their way to each other.

Ryan opened his mouth wider, tongue caressing Shane’s lips until he granted him entrance and the man explored his mouth. The air in Shane’s lungs felt hot, his tongue moved on Ryan’s and slowly went into the man’s mouth, feeling as they got closer, so close he could feel Ryan’s hard-on on his belly, making his own cock throb in his pants.

A string of saliva kept their mouths connected when they went apart, Ryan eyes were open and hooded, expecting as Shane moved away and made him get down and into a stall with him.

They didn’t bother closing it, Shane just made sure the toilet was closed before sitting down and waiting for Ryan to get himself comfortable on his lap.

Words felt unnecessary, their hands spoke for them as they were kissing again and Shane’s fingers found the skin of Ryan’s knees again, going up slowly until he could jank at it and get Ryan closer, making the two of them moan between their lips when their erections touched.

He had meant it when he said he wanted to rip the jeans apart, he wanted to unravel Ryan and know every corner of his body, and Shane hoped they would have time for exactly that later, when they were alone in his room, on his bed, very naked and unbothered.

Right now, he wanted to give Ryan what he needed, what they both needed. And with a smile, Shane moved his lips, making Ryan sigh with the way his erection rubbed on Shane’s belly as Shane’s found friction on his ass.

It had been a while since he last did this. Years, actually. Not since freshman year in college.

He wondered if it was the same for Ryan, or if he was more familiar with the desperation that came with each touch of clothes where they needed hands and warmth.

“Fuck…” Ryan murmured, both hands on Shane’s nape as he started to move his hips in rhythm with Shane’s. “You’re gonna make me come in my pants?”

“Yes.” Shane answered, “Open your eyes. I want you to see it when it happens.”

“I–” He moaned, his lips were red and used, his movements slow but firm, almost afraid of this ending too soon.

Shane swallowed, holding Ryan by the hips to make him go faster with him. He trusted forward, moaning with Ryan as his eyes snapped open, looking into Shane’s with his mouth hanging open, letting out soft moans and sighs that made Shane’s cock throb in desperation.

If just with this he felt lost, Shane could only imagine how it would feel like to have Ryan naked against him.

“Fa-faster… please…”

Whatever you want, he wanted to say, whatever you need, but his mouth was more busy with Ryan’s neck and every other inch of skin he could find on his collarbone and shoulders. Shane moved faster, aware of how every trust made him want this man more, made him wish they could get riskier in here.

“Ry,” He called him, holding him still in spite of the way Ryan whined in protest. “Stop that, here…”

His fingers went down, undoing Ryan’s button and putting down his zipper. Ryan moved slightly, giving him more space to take out his cock after pulling his pants and boxers down slightly. Shane smiled at the sight, giving him a few strokes as he got his pants open with his free hand.

Ryan moved again, giving Shane more space as he struggled to fish for his own dick and put down his jeans and underwear enough for it to happen. When his cock sprung free, Ryan giggled. Like a fucking schooler, giddy at the sight of another dick.

Shane rolled his eyes.

“What’s so funny, Bergara?”

When he stopped, Shane looked up at his face. He had such a shiny and happy expression, Shane moved his head to one side, waiting for an answer.

He could feel Ryan’s fingers back on his nape, slowly caressing where his hair was covering before kissing him softly.

“I knew your cock was big.”

It made Shane laugh, it also made him trust upwards. Ryan moaned at the touch, bitting his bottom lip as Shane brought their cocks together with one hand. Swallowing visibly, Ryan went back to kiss him, trying to move on his fist.

“Oh, I bet you heard the rumours back in our old office…” Shane murmured, looking at Ryan’s face as he pumped their dicks together. “Of course you’ll be a size queen, always looking for the best, uh?”

“Mmm…” Ryan nodded, hips trying hard to stay still as Shane stroke their cocks together. His arms rounded Shane’s neck, he loosened the grip a little to finally let Ryan move against his cock, fucking into his fist as Shane continued his task. “I always knew, though…”

“Yeah?” He closed his eyes, feelings Ryan’s breathing on his face as they stole kisses between words, movements going faster.

“Mhm.” Ryan continued, kissing Shane for longer, taking his bottom lip between his teeth. “Since I first saw you…” He moaned, “I thought that… if your head was so big, your dick better be as big.”

Shane snorted, laughing as Ryan kept moving his hips. When he looked at the man’s face, he was smiling, eyes shining bright with lust and want. He stopped moving, Ryan looked down between them and saw Shane bring his hand to his mouth, spitting on his pal and then showing it to Ryan.

“Spit.” Shane said, showing his palm to Ryan.

The man frowned, “What?”

“Spit on my hand, come on…”

“Ugh, you are so fucking weird…” Ryan answered, spitting still and making Shane laugh.

He brought it down to Ryan’s cock, the wet sensation making it easier for his hand to move on his skin, making Ryan moan as he stroke him a few more times before repeating his actions, asking Ryan to spit again and doing the same on his own cock.

“Fuck…” He groaned now, bringing their cocks together again, stroking both faster than before. “Fuck!”

“Shit–” Ryan held himself on his shoulders, looking down to watch their cocks disappear together on Shane’s fist. “Jeeesus fuck–”

“Ry,”

“Don’t stop,” Ryan looked up, his hips moving slightly again. “Shit, I’m close– don’t stop!”

Ryan’s eyes closed, the frown on his face made him look adorable in a way Shane couldn’t truly describe. He wanted to capture this image forever, sure to bring it back a few times for when he was alone and in need of Ryan.

He swallowed, groaning as he felt Ryan’s cock throb in his hand, against his own dick.

“Fuck, I’m–”

Shane nodded, watching as Ryan moved his own hips faster as his neck and shoulders tensed, his grip on Shane’s own shoulders feeling harsh. He was probably going to leave his mark, Shane couldn’t help but feel excited at the thought of finding it later on his skin. He couldn’t wait for both to discover each mark they were sure to make in each other in here and once they were out work.

“Shane–”

“Mmm, are you gonna come for me?” He asked, licking a line on Ryan’s neck when the man arched it with eyes closed hard. “Ry, my angel, are you gonna come for me?”

“Fuck!”

His cock twitched when Ryan came, the sight of his beautiful face frowning with pleasure as his fingers gripped Shane’s shoulders harder was everything Shane needed to find his own release.

Moaning in each other’s mouth with a wet and messy kiss, Shane stroked them both through their orgasms, using their come as lube until they were spent and slowly softening. He held them in his hand, close together and sensitive, as Ryan kept kissing him silly and sloppy.

He couldn’t help but smile, happy this had happened even if they had made a mess or seemed too desperate. They had waited long enough.

“Fuck…” Ryan murmured, forehead against Shane.

“Mmm…” Shane sighed, finally letting their cocks slip from his hand.

Shane hoped their indiscretion wouldn’t be too loud. Thank fuck the bathrooms were far enough from the office, but still, he hoped they wouldn’t find anyone looking at them weird after this.

They needed to clean up.

“Baby?”

“Just another second, please.” Ryan said, kissing him a few times more as Shane kept his hand away from them. “Shane…”

“Uhm?” Shane answered, smiling at him as Ryan peppered his face with little kisses. “Angel?”

He pecked his lips at the end, Shane followed wanting a longer kiss, but the man had other plans, holding him away with a smile.

“I love you.” He said, firm and happy.

Shane blinked as his heart filled with joy, lungs feeling warm again. He couldn’t help but smile like an idiot. “I love you too, angel.”

All Shane knew was, the wait was worth it.

#shyan #shyan fic #skeptic believer #buzzfeed unclean #idk my muse has been weird lately #THANK YOU FOR THIS NONNIE #mine #my fanfics #my drabbles #otp: we took an oath #shyan*#fanfictions #socmed #shane's twitter #shane's twitter likes #Anonymous

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thethirteenthcrow · 4 years

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Buzzfeed Unsolved (Web Series), Watcher Entertainment Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ryan Bergara/Shane Madej Characters: Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara, Cameo By Brent Bennett, Scott Madej (Mentioned) Additional Tags: fairytale AU, no magic, Ryan Has A Terrible Family, Character Death, But Like- In The Beginning, It's Not Either Of Them, Gay Sex, Masquerade Ball, Masquerade, Making Out, Romance, Shane Is A Rich Boy, Suits, i have a suit kink, this entire fic is written because I love suits, Grimm Fairytale AU, more tags added later, Grimm Quotes, Cinderella AU, Ryan is Cinderella, but gay

Summary:

Shane Madej had been living a single life for years, a life in which he felt content. but when his parents started pressuring him to find his true love, he realised just how much he needed it. He organised a three-day-long festival, in the hope to find the woman of his dreams.

or, well, maybe not so much a woman.

or: the Grimm Fairytale AU with modern setting and no magic no one asked for, but i read a possessive prince and immediately thought of Shane Madej so i had to.

#shyan #buzzfeed unclean #I really do be posting this the day after watcher got a tumblr #I live life on the edge #grimm #grimm fairy tales #cinderella #cinderella au #pretty damn gay cinderella au #modern fairytale

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deathfrisbeeinthetardis · 4 years

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Dark is the Night, but You're Safe with Me

People seemed to like the first one I wrote Light on the Hill, so here’s a sequel, @q-unsolved I wrote a second one to the dream-inspired one :)

Summary:

They shoot a three-parter episode to get the fans familiar with Shane. The flashlight turns on a second time against Shane’s smile, and the dots connect in Ryan’s head. or What if they stayed the whole night.

Read below or find it on Ao3!

“I don’t think they have the power to turn it back on again frankly. I really think they don’t”

He doesn’t think he’s breathing at the moment, that’s how tense he is. His nails are digging into the rubber gip of the camera extension and the door handle is a sharp pressure in his side as he leans back as far as he could, away from the stupid kitchen counter and the stupid flashlight.

“Ryan?” Shane’s grinning, tone almost chiding as he knelt down to get a closer look. How the fuck was he not freaked out by this?

The flashlight turns on.

Ryan screams, of course he does, it’s a sensical response. Shane’s laugh rings out at the same time, face illuminated on one side by the glow of the maglight, eyes curving into crescent moons.

Something in the back of Ryan’s mind clicks. He knows those eyes. They belonged to the warmth on a cold streetside when he thought he was losing his mind, years ago. But this is Shane, has always been. And a demon just turned the flashlight on a second time.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Ryan half yells as he crosses the short distance and sticks his face up against the innocent-looking flashlight, looking it over under the glare of his own. There has to be a tampered switch, remote control or something , anything that wouldn’t suggest a demon is here. Even though the whole point of their three-part trip was to find some evidence of the supernatural, he’s not sure he wants it now.

“Keep in mind that we have to spend the night here.” Shane says with a smirk, and yes, that is definitely his friend. No one knows how to get under his skin that well.

As if it wasn’t already enough, a metallic scraping noise behind him has Ryan whipping his head around, just in time to see the light cut a bright arc across the dark counter.

And yes, maybe what Shane says about the thing being cylindrical is a good point, but it doesn’t necessarily mean Ryan’s mind hasn’t already conjured about a thousand ways they could die if the demon can move a flashlight.

“It shouldn’t be rolling back and forth like that.” Eric says, and it really doesn’t help.

Ryan’s starting to regret bringing along the paranormal investigator. He had thought it would help since they didn’t know much about ghost hunting yet, but having even him get unsettled is just adding to Ryan’s panic.

“You should have never talked to it dude, what is wrong with you?!” The words come out harsher than he means, and Shane tilts his head a little. The act almost looks predatory.

When Shane lays down on the black splotch on the basement floor, Ryan is beginning to see a trend in how these sorts of supernatural investigations are going to go.

“Rock and roll buckaroo!” The dude is enjoying this way too much for his own good.

Ryan utters some mild protests that increase in intensity when Shane starts offering him up to the demon as well. The spot where the pentagram was supposed to be didn’t really bother him, it just looked like someone poured some questionable stuff on the concrete, or possibly even lit a few small bonfires. But he didn’t like how he felt in this house, and being in the basement is just adding an extra chunk of distance between him and the front door.

"The light’s on Ryan! Look at the light!“ Shane exclaims happily, finger pointing. On his part, Ryan’s brain is struggling to process the phenomenon without damaging his sanity.

Ryan bolts out of his seat cause there was no way he was staying near a spot of demon activity. The simultaneous movement of all three of their flashlight-holding hands plunges the room into a mess of light and stretched out silhouettes. Combined with the stress of the whole situation, Ryan was starting to lose confidence in his eyes.

Because for a split second as Shane fixes his gaze on the chair, it was like a piece of darkness extended from the edges of the room to engulf his face in shadow, his eyes looked almost entirely black.

“Demon, we got ‘em.” Shane’s looking at him with that mischievous curve to his mouth, and Ryan leans against a wall to slow his heartbeat. These investigations are going to give him a heart attack some day, what was he thinking when he signed up for this?

It makes you feel alive , his brain supplies, with a voice that sounds way too much like Shane.

Ryan sets up an extra camera on his side of the living room, cause if he was going to get demon-murdered for the internet, there’d better be footage of it that the crew can use to tell everyone.

He lies in his sleeping bag next to Shane, and gets struck with intermittent irritation when he hears his friend’s breathing smooth into light snores between sentences. Everything’s so quiet, and the lack of sensory input is getting to him. Living in LA means there is always someone making noise somewhere, music, traffic, the occasional scream or two.

Here in the suburbs in an empty house, there’s nothing.

They had turned the lights off, and the moon’s not having its brightest time through the windows, so most of the room blend together. Ryan’s neck muscles are on the verge of revolt with how he keeps craning his head to look around. Shapes keep popping up in his vision, and the rational part of him– that had done research on human eyes before the trip– knows that’s a signal from his eyes that he needs to chill out for a second, but he just can’t bring himself to.

One of the many cons of having an active brain, he can barely shut it off when he needs to. Maybe that’s a good thing, he thinks, at least he’ll see them coming.

“You won’t.”

“Wha-?” He sputters a little, the sudden interruption to the silence jolting him half out of his sleeping bag, a hand clutching at the little plastic bottle of Holy water. Its just Shane, looking up at him from where he lay, head pillowed on his hands. He couldn’t have just said that, that would be like, like mind reading. Had he missed a question from Shane?

He tries again, more coherent this time, “what do you mean?”

“You won’t see them coming, not here at least.”

Cold sweat is starting to break out across Ryan’s face, and the bottle in his hand crinkles. “Okay, what? I swear Shane if you’re fucking with me right now I’ll, I’ll kick your ass tomorrow.”

“Very scary, Bergara.” Shane shoots back, and Ryan groans, gently easing back down to the ground. His whole body is going to be sore tomorrow.

“Shut up Shane.”

He’s pretty sure he’s said that more times on this shoot than he has the past two years of knowing the man. It would seem that ghost hunting exacerbates Shane’s sarcasm and goof level. The fans are probably going to love it, which means they’ve gotta up the level even more. He stifles another groan and rubs his face with a hand.

“Nothing is going to happen to you.”

“How can you be sure?” Ryan’s never heard his voice that small, he’d be embarrassed if he wasn’t so scared.

“You know how.” Shane looks at him for a long time with the same smiling eyes and the smallest tilt to his mouth. It’s too much, the quiet and the fear and the listing familiarity of it all. Ryan shivers a little, and it has nothing to do with the chill.

“It’s you.” he breathes, and the memory of warmth and light dig its way into the forefront of Ryan’s mind.

“It is,” Shane’s still smiling softly. Ryan searches his eyes, bracing for a change, but they stay their normal brown. “It’s certainly a risky situation here, but you don’t have to worry, you’re safe with me.”

There is a part of Ryan’s brain that starts to freak out about the confirmation of the danger here, but the majority’s still reeling at this realization, and the strange not-changes they made to the situation. A glance at the red dot on the camera confirmed it’s existence. Good. He’s going to need footage of this to convince himself it wasn’t just a dream.

“Hey, come ‘ere.” Shane holds out an arm so Ryan can scoot closer, tentatively laying his head on his shoulder. “I’m proud of you Ryan, you knew all this existed and yet you’re still willing to explore, the bravery of the heart doesn’t falter.”

“And what about you? I mean, you can see it right?” He feels calm settle over him like a blanket, Shane’s hand on his shoulder a gentle pressure grounding him to reality.

“Oh yes, and let me tell you, it is one ugly fucker,” Shane chuckles under his breath, and Ryan could feel it rumble through his side, “I meant every word I said down there, we’re a package deal. If Sallie wants a piece of you, it’s gotta get through me first, and the demon’s got nothing on me, my friend.”

“You’re insufferable,” Ryan grumbles into Shane’s shoulder, but he finally manages to close his eyes against the dark room. The fear is still there, but it’s dulled, pushed back by whatever powers Shane wielded. He’ll deal with all of this tomorrow. He’ll talk to Shane, figure out what this meant, and come up with a plan.

The darkness doesn’t seem as threatening now.

They sleep there for the full night, a successful end to their three-part episode.

Coffee and some serious editing magic later, their watch count rockets through the roof, a rapidly increasing fanbase clamoring for more of the nuanced pairing of the skeptic and the believer.

Ryan finds himself smiling at Shane at the next desk, it’ll be a tough fight not to tell the world, now that he has a piece of evidence right at his side, but he can live with that.

Better the devil you know after all.

#this was what happened after I took a final #I had to destress somehow #demon shane #alex writes #Ghoul friends

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clair-void-ance · 4 years

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Startup and Guidelines

Startup:

Here’s a list of the type of content that I’m allowing to be requested for time being (until my no thoughts head empty lookin brain gets its crap together lmao). I’ve listed a few fandoms and the characters in them that I’ll be willing to write for at the moment. I’ll be adding more soon, so keep an eye out for when I do! Even request a few and I’ll say if I can do them or not! (It’ll be based on if I’ve seen or read any of the media suggested, but if i haven’t seen or read it yet I’ll add it to the list!)

Types of Content:

Full fics

Playlists Maybe?

Headcannons

Drabbles (If I can handle writing so little)

Imagines

Etc.

Fandoms: (bolded means I write best for those***)

(Will do almost any character and any type of reader! Just give me ideas and a detailed description of what you’d like and I’ll try to get to it :) I may have to do research if I don’t understand a topic, but I’ll try to do my best!)

Buzfeed Unsolved: Shane Madej and Ryan Bergara

Conan O’Brien [cause honestly, why not?]

Ghost [the band]: Cardinal Copia, Papa Nihil, Papa Emeritus II, and Tobias Forge

Good Omens [book and movie]: Crowley, Aziraphale, Gabriel, Anathema Device, Newton Pulsifer, Hastur, War, Death, Famine, Pollution, and Beelzebub

Harry Potter [books and movie]: Severus Snape, Cho Chang, Barty Crouch Sr. and Jr., Cedric Diggory, Amos Diggory, Albus Dumbledore, Argus Filch, Hermione Granger, Rubeus Hagrid, Viktor Krum, Tom Riddle, Silvanus Kettleburn, Neville Longbottom, Golderoy Lockhart, Luna Lovegood, Xenophilius Lovegood, Remus Lupin, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Alastor Moody, Garrick Ollivander, Poppy Pomfrey, Harry Potter, Quirinus Quirrell, Newt Scamander, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Aurora Sinistra, Sybil Trelawney, Blaise Zabini, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley, Percy Weasley, and Ginny Weasley

Joker: Arthur Fleck and Sophie Dumond

Law and Order SVU: John Much, Olivia Benson, George Huang, Odafin Tutuola, Melinda Warner, Sonny Carisi, Rafael Barba, Ed Tucker, William Dodds, Mike Dodds, Carl Rudnick, and Greg Yates.

Network: Max Schumacher, Howard Beale, Diana Christensen, and anyone else you want

Sherlock Holmes [books, movie, or tv show versions! I love them all!]: Sherlock Holmes, Moriarty, Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Philip Anderson, Molly Hooper, Irene Adler, and Charles Magnussen

Sofia the First [kinda cringe, but let ya boi live man]: Cedric, Greylock, Baileywick, and maybe Roland

Stephen Colbert [Because, again, why not?]

Supernatural [sort of? I haven’t seen it fully yet, but I got a feel for the characters!]: will list later (way too many characters; gotta love them tho)

The Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit [book or movies. I write pretty decently for all of these and maybe a few more]: Boromir, Pippin, Gil-Galad, Bilbo, Gandalf, Aragorn, Arwen, Elrond, Lindir, Galadriel, Eowyn, Faramir, Grima Wormtongue, Haldir, Saruman, Denethor, Thranduil, Radagast, Ori, Bofur, Thorin, Nori, Tauriel, Beorn, etc.

The Matrix [currently watching, so hopefully I’ll get a good grasp of the characters: Agent Smith, Morpheus, Neo, and anyone else I suppose

The Office [U.S. version, although I may do the U.K. one if I watch enough of it]: Toby Flenderson, Dwight Schrute, Andy Bernard, Darryl Philbin, Gabe Lewis, and Michael Scott

The Thick of It: Glenn Cullen, Hugh Abbot, Malcolm Tucker, Peter Mannion, Phil Smith, Emma Messinger, Jamie, Cliff Lawton, and anyone else I suppose

Top Gear [UK]: James May, Jeremy Clarkson, and Richard Hammond

Twin Peaks: Dale Cooper, Audrey Horne, Jocelyn Packard, Andy Brennan, Lucy Moran, Laura Palmer, Leland Palmer, Tommy “Hawk” Hill, Lawrence Jacoby, Albert Rosenfield, and Gordon Cole

Watchmen [movie and comic for now until I finish the new series!: Walter Kovacs, Jonathan Osterman, Daniel Dreiberg, Nelson Gardner, Byron Lewis, Hollis Mason, Ursula Zandt, Adrian Veidt, and Moloch

To Be Continued....

Will do:

The best that I can with what is asked! I’ll even write for super old or niche media as well if I know it; asking would probably be the best option though :)

Will not do:

To sum up: anything offensive or that is morally wrong. If you aren’t sure about something, just ask! I’m down to answer questions! :)

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tyrannysaurusfloof · 4 years

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From a God, With Love - Chapter 5

Story Summary: “Only a Soulmate can see your scars” - Shane Madej learnt there was something special about scars as a child, but he didn’t believe in soulmates over love. Ryan Bergara wears all his scars with pride and believes that one day he will find his perfect match. When they see each other’s scars for the first time, things are revealed to be a lot more complicated than it seems, and Shane’s scars have a deeper meaning than just revealing his soulmate. As a child Shane had spoken to the darkness, and the darkness had spoken back. Chapter Summary: The demon - and it's name - are finally revealed, and Ryan may have just set them all on a collision course of suffering, anguish and separation. Pairing: Shyan. Characters: Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara, Amadeus Warnings: Attempted demonic possession, nightmares, gore, implied character death, smut, frotting, nipple play, actual demonic possession, murder, injury, accidents. A/N: It’s time to officially welcome Amadeus to the party, a visual will be posted shortly which will be linked on this post.

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Amadeus Reference

Shane’s Scars Reference (To be added)

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Excerpt under the cut! (sorry mobile users)

A creaking noise came from the shadows and Ryan shuddered. “Such a nasty thing, a rude bug that I should crush beneath my feet. Maybe I should, and deal you a lesson in respect.”

The noise continued, squelching, creaking and snapping all at the same time, and with wide eyes Ryan watched as a dark hand with terrible black claws crawled up from behind the bed, and snapped against the side of it. Another followed, sinking the claws into the very metal of the bed, and the grip allowed the figure to pull itself up on the bed, allowing Ryan to see Amadeus in all their full glory for the first time.

The reveal was slow, a darkness shrouding the demon partially retracting to reveal a fohawk of fiery orange hair that cascaded in a braid below the waist of the creature, directly between two large, dark horns that framed Amadeus’ head almost like a halo. That same terrible grin of sharp teeth split the greyed skin of Amadeus’ face in a cocky expression, sitting below an orange mask that seemed to be bound to the skin beneath it. The demon was wearing an odd tunic, revealing the same sigil carved into Shane’s chest resting over where Amadeus’ heart would be, if he had one.

It was horrifying, Ryan felt sick, felt dirty, felt the need to run, but he managed to keep himself standing, hands gripping the bed near Shane’s feet as Amadeus rose to full, terrible height and cracked his neck. That horror was clearly written on his face, as Amadeus’ grin changed from cocky to amused.

“Now that is the respect we deserve.” He laughed, the sound once again crashing through Ryan, but he managed to keep his feet this time. “Even more adorable than the times you’re freaking out over nothing.”

Amadeus leaned forward, covering Shane’s entire upper body and coming as close to Ryan as he could from where he was stood, leaning his elbows on Shane’s stomach and tilting his head in what seemed to be interest.

“Do you have any idea how tempting it is to turn you inside out and eat your best bits?” Amadeus asked, and Ryan trembled.

“I won’t leave.” He said quietly, “I won’t leave Shane alone.”

“Oh but my bug, dear Madej is never alone.” Amadeus chuckled, “Love is such a disgusting thing, and it makes me sick to see it in action. You don’t know anything about Shane, not by a long shot, and if you did, you’d be running for the hills.”

#shyan #buzzfeed unclean #skeptic believer #demon shane madej #from a god with love #sh*ne madej #ry*n bergara #floofy writings

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ao3feed-sheriarty · 4 years

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30 Days Otp Challange but it's gay

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2YTwLVy

by niepoczytalna

30 dni. Różne pary. I 30 sytuacji, w których się znajdą.

Words: 1267, Chapters: 1/30, Language: Polski

Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), The Arcana (Visual Novel), The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018), Frozen (Disney Movies), Brave (2012), The Umbrella Academy (TV), Outlast (Video Games), Buzzfeed Unsolved (Web Series), Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, M/M, Multi

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Molly Hooper, Portia Devorak, Newt (Maze Runner), Thomas (Maze Runner), Catra (She-Ra), Adora (She-Ra), Anna (Disney), Merida (Disney), Elsa (Disney), Vanya Hargreeves, Blake Langermann, Miles Upshur, Glimmer (She-Ra), Apprentice (The Arcana), Lucio (The Arcana), Julian Devorak, Sherlock Holmes, Jim Moriarty, Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Poe Dameron, Newt Scamander, Original Percival Graves, Jeremy Blaire, Waylon Park

Relationships: Molly Hooper/Original Female Character(s), Apprentice/Portia Devorak, Newt/Thomas (Maze Runner), Adora/Catra (She-Ra), Anna (Disney)/Original Female Character(s), Elsa/Merida (Disney), Vanya Hargreeves/Original Female Character(s), Blake Langermann/Miles Upshur, Adora/Glimmer (She-Ra), Apprentice/Lucio (The Arcana), Apprentice/Julian Devorak, Sherlock Holmes/Jim Moriarty, Ryan Bergara/Shane Madej, Elsa (Disney)/Original Female Character(s), Poe Dameron/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Original Percival Graves/Newt Scamander, Jeremy Blaire/Miles Upshur, Waylon Park/Miles Upshur, Anna/Merida (Disney)

Additional Tags: Rating May Change, 30 Day OTP Challenge, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, First Meetings, Hospitals, First Dates, One True Pairing, Late Night Conversations, Outdoor Date, Gardens & Gardening, Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Kiss, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Lazy Mornings, Morning Kisses, Morning Cuddles, Baking, Food Fight, Ice Skating, Holding Hands, Snow and Ice, Ice Powers, Accidental Cuddling, Shopping, Shopping Malls, Cute, IKEA Furniture, Swearing, Arguing, I'm Bad At Summaries, Fights, Picnics, Fluff and Humor, Drawing, Humor, Male Apprentice (The Arcana), Female Apprentice (The Arcana), Ballroom Dancing, Slow Dancing, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Villains, Heroes, Fae & Fairies, Fairy Tale Retellings, Bad Cooking, Cooking, one shots, Everyone Is Gay, Movie Night, Snacks & Snack Food, Talking, Sharing Clothes, Clothes swap, Blushing, Lesbian Elsa (Disney), Implied Sexual Content, Playing Twister, Sexual Tension, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Sickness, Eventual Smut, Apologies, Kissing, Neck Kissing, Rough Kissing, Forehead Kisses, Girls Kissing, Surprise Kissing, Gentle Kissing, Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day Fluff, Gift Giving, Competition, Birthday, Birthday Presents, Birthday Fluff, Birthday Party, Birthday Cake, Stargazing, Late at Night, Engagement, Moving In Together, Pet Names, Sharing a Bed, Pet Store, Anniversary, Mental Institutions, Gaming, Gaming night, Ryan Bergara Loves Shane Madej, Protective Shane Madej, Ryan And Shane Don't Work For Buzzfeed, Tags May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

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#ao3feed #fanfic #sheriarty #sheriarty fanfic

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sergeantscribble · 5 years

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Hidden Truth

Since I’m leaving for a few days (and I’m also very inpatient), here is the story! Tada.

(I hope the basics of this AU are somewhat understandable throughout the story, because I have planned more stories for this AU and giving you some extra information may give away what’s about to come.)

Have fun reading!

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It’s rare to see an angel’s wings.

This has been common knowledge since people knew about the existence of angels. They would always hide their wings and their halos. Their halos were simply too bright to look at; people would go blind. And their wings were too fragile to be even seen by a person. The wings of an angel tell you a lot about them. The more black feathers they have, the more they have sinned. The more feathers they have lost, the more they got hurt. A bigger and more noble pair of wings meant that the angel was higher ranked. This of course did not mean that an eminent angel’s wings could not have black, broken or lost feathers. Some with the brightest, shiniest, almost golden feathers have the deep-darkest black feathers. The more elevated the angel is, the more frivolous they are as a demon. A good angel makes a bad demon.

While people know that angels exist and walk among them, it is difficult to spot one. Unless they decide that someone is worthy, they will hide their identity.

It seemed like Shane was finally selected to see an angel’s wings, although he wished the circumstances were different. He really wished that Ryan wasn’t risking his life right now, and therefore had to get rid of his cover. And he really wished he wouldn’t have to do this next.

They have been discussing new haunted locations for BuzzFeed Unsolved. It turned out that constantly finding new locations that were somewhat easy to reach was getting harder the longer you’ve done this and the more sets you have already visited. So, they needed more money to be able to travel further away and visit more places. The problem was, in a capitalist state, big companies don’t like giving away their money.

Shane leaned back in his chair, yawning, listening to what the others had to say. He never understood the concept of capitalism. Why would someone assign a certain amount of value to something? Or just the whole concept of money. Who the fuck looked at a piece of paper and thought to themselves “I shall now exchange this for food! And everyone will follow my example!” But, then again, it wasn’t his problem. All he had to do was to adapt to those rules and act like they were normal, and he would be fine. Dare he said, he was quite good at acting human. Sure, sometimes he did not quite fit in, but he tried his best, and apparently, it worked. Most people just thought he was weird, which was good enough for him. No one really questioned him and his actions in a serious matter and that’s all he wanted.

However, there was one thing bothering him. It was the people accusing him of being a demon. When he first read one of these theories, he thought he was in serious trouble and that people really did find out that, well, he was a demon. He ignored those comments at first, but at the same time, Ryan started acting differently around him as well. It wasn’t anything grave, it was just like he was more observant and careful around him. Shane was pretty sure he just imagined this because he was more observant and careful and projected this onto his friend as well, but it didn’t really matter now. He eventually found out that those people were just joking and making fun of his strange behaviour, and everything was fine again. After all, anyone finding out that he was not as human as he pretended to be, could lead up to some serious problems. But Shane didn’t like to think about this. Or anything regarding his spiritual friends and foes in general. He liked being left alone in the human world. Things were easier here, and more fun. A lot of demons ridiculed him for this point of view, but he didn’t listen to them. Different beings like different things, and Shane definitely enjoyed a calm and peaceful life on Earth.

… Okay, he couldn’t deny that he also missed being surrounded by demons. Not enough to actually go back to hell, but enough to have spent some nights thinking about the what if’s. Luckily his good old friend Ryan Bergara offered him a chance to connect those things without knowing about it. They could be paranormal investigators. Perfect. And the people loved it! Really, he could not have wished for more.

It was dangerous at times, yes. Sometimes he had annoyed a ghoul too much in the past and now he had to be careful to not give this spirit the opportunity to show the world who, or what he really was. Sometimes a demon simply could not stand him. And some just thought it would be funny to mess with him. Thinking about it again, most investigations went like this. Actually, he couldn’t recall a single session which did not go like this. He really didn’t have any friends in hell, did he? Ah well, it did not matter anyway.

Back to the topic. Finding new locations. Yeah. Sometimes it was annoying that he couldn’t use his abilities which would make things so much easier. In the blink of an eye this room could be filled with money. Or they could be right in front of a different building before they noticed that they have left the room. And with a bit more effort, Shane could bring the ghouls to them. But all of this would blow his cover, so they were stuck with the true devil’s work: bureaucracy. Unfortunately he wasn’t even in a position where he could let others do the work for him. And what was almost worse was the fact he had to be careful when he did use his powers to make things a bit… simpler. At least Ryan was there, too, and he wouldn’t have to do all the talking himself.

After a lot of arguing, convincing and evaluating, they were granted more money for trips. And with this bonus, they could start planning the next season.

That was a few weeks ago. Today, they were filming the season finale. Despite this, it was not like today was an unusual day. It was, in fact, quite usual. A very ordinary day. Apart from the demon hunting part. But that was nothing special as well. Hell, if only the people would know how many demons they have already walked past during their lives…

Shane had a tough time focusing. He honestly was somewhat uneasy. He… wasn’t on good terms with this demon. Messed a bit too much with the wrong guy. He hasn’t seen them in… a few hundred years, so maybe they have forgotten about him already. But Shane was afraid that this would not be the case, and that he maybe had to defend himself, which would not exactly help keep his cover up. Maybe, just maybe, everything would turn out okay nevertheless.

Surprisingly, for a demon they were well-behaved. They definitely had fun with Ryan and Shane, being one of the most active demons they’ve ever encountered, but they never went too far. Shane should be relieved. After all, they didn’t blow his cover. But this doubtless meant that they would let Shane suffer once they were alone. This was not exactly something worth looking forward to.

Which is why Shane decided to use this break for something useful and tried to find the demon. Maybe apologizing or making up for what happened in the past or something similar would make the solo investigations easier, and he would not have to delete half the footage before anyone could see it. Problem was, his time was limited. After all, this was just a short break to replace the batteries or check how much storage was left. This wasn’t enough time to hold a long conversation, talking about how everyone does stupid things when they’re younger and that others should be forgiving and not blow their covers. Shane really hoped no one would come looking for him, and if they did, not find him at an unfittingly time. He was confident that he could deal with this demon, but it would be very difficult to find a good explanation.

Much to his surprise, this plan did not seem to be one-sided. As soon as Shane left the room, he could feel a strong gust of wind which was clearly leading him somewhere. He had a bad feeling, but he didn’t have the time to reconsider his decisions. He did the one thing no one should ever do, and trusted the demon to lead him somewhere isolated, as it probably was not in their interest to get caught either.

As he was standing in front of a room, the wind suddenly stopped and instead, he could hear a voice whispering inaudible things to him. Nope, he really did not want to do this. But there really was no going back. So he entered the room.

“Hey there, old, uh… friend. Long time no see.”

He looked around the room, only being able to assume where his opponent was. A really annoying thing about demons was that they were able to merge with the shadows. In a dark room, just like the one Shane was standing it, this could mean they could be anywhere.

/What are you doing here, traitor?/

The voice seemed to be directly in his head, which made finding the source even more difficult. But it was an age-old trick and wouldn’t intimidate Shane one bit. It actually made him braver, knowing that the other demon was a coward who played with deceitful tricks.

“You’re here as well. Now show yourself. Or do ya want me to say mean things about you again?”

Shane made sure to put a lot of sarcasm in that last sentence, but the sudden pressure on his throat showed him that this may have been too much. Gee, demons sure didn’t know how to take a joke.

“Okay, okay, you can let me go again”, Shane quickly added, his voice a mere whisper. Talking was certainly not easy when you suddenly could not breathe anymore, but they had obviously understood Shane, as the pressure disappeared as fast as it had appeared.

“There was no need for that, really… Anyway, my buddy… can I ask you for a favour?”

He could basically hear the laughter echoing from the walls around him. Not to be a pessimist, but this would not end well.

/You? Why should I do anything for you?/

“Because we’re both demons, duh. And it’s about this whole” - Shane gestured around wildly - “ghost investigations thing. In short, please pretend you don’t know me.”

/That’s not hard, everytime someone mentions you I wish I didn’t know you./

“Yeah, haha, very funny, but this is serious. We’re filming this, and I can’t let anyone know that… I’m… a demon. A demon who knows you. But that’s not even really the problem, it’s more that it’s… my thing to mock all demons and ghosts and what-nots we encounter. The people think it’s entertaining. So if maybe you could keep your temper and not slam me against a wall, that’d be great.”

Then he saw how deep in the shadows, something started to shape. Firstly there were vague contours, it looked like the darkness was playing tricks on you, but then everything got more refined until you could make out the details. They definitely looked diferent than from what Shane remembered, which was not a good sign. And the way they moved towards him made it even worse. Oh, Madej, you’ve done it, you’re in trouble now.

Before he could do anything, he got slammed against one of the walls. “Ouch, ah, fuck dude… Okay, suggestion: We don’t fight, you leave me and my friends alone and we’ll act like this never happened! Sounds good to me.”

The demon scoffed at him, grabbed the collar of his shirt and lifted him up. “And let this opportunity go to waste? You will pay for betraying us. What did you just call those pesky humans? ‘Your friends’? You seem to be forgetting whose side you’re on, traitor. You’re a hopeless case. Maybe ending you would be the right thing to do…”

Shane grabbed the demon’s hands. “Wouldn’t that be paradoxic? You keep calling me traitor, even though I never betrayed any of you guys, and now you’re the one wanting to do the right thing by killing me, which, by hell’s rules, is considered a crime.”

For a second his opponent stared at him slightly confused, then angrily, and just as Shane wanted to escape, he flew through the room, again. Did this dude have any other tricks, preferably less painful ones?! He needed this body, after all. Although Shane had to admit that he deserved it for provoking them. Force of habit.

“You’re going to hell with me.”

“Stop right there!”

Shane was sure that neither of them turned around because of what has been said - hell, even he did it out of a reflex, and not because he recognized this voice - but rather because a third person, who was standing in the doorway, said it, slightly out of breath. Shit.

“Ryan?”

“Shane, you need to leave, now.”

As if this situation wasn’t bad enough already. Why the fuck did Ryan have to be here now too? This only made things more complicated, fucking hell!

“Aw, look who’s here to save you, it’s your little human friend.”

The demon stepped towards Ryan, and Shane immediately stood up and grabbed the demon by their arms to hold them back. “Ryan, you should be the one to leave…”

Instead of looking intimidated or something else fitting his character, he was smirking. Wait a second. Ryan was clearly standing in front of a demon, - okay, technically two demons, but who cared about the details - and he was not freaking out? Who was this person and what did they do to the original Boogara?

“Trust me, I’ve got this.”

And next he pulled out a little water gun which Shane knew too well. It was his little holy water protection gun. Oh yeah, that could be very painful and therefore very effective. But even if he was weaponed, this wasn’t the right place for Ryan to be. It was too dangerous.

“Yeah, no, give it to me, I’ll do the rest”, Shane said while quickly walking past his demonic foe in order to grab the gun, but he ended up being the one held back this time.

“Don’t you dare think I’ll let you off the hook this easily”, they said, and then almost whispered to him: “If this is what I think it is, you will be the one in trouble.”

At least Ryan seemed confidient. Understandably, after all he was not the one who had to be afraid of holy water. “Nothing can hurt you, you need to trust me.”

“I would, Ryan, but, uh… I hate being wet. And I’m sorry to say this, but I don’t trust you with this gun. It’s too risqué if you’d ask me.”

Then the demon spoke again. “Oh, you should trust your friend. After all, nothing can happen to you.”

Shane could not see their grin, but he could clearly hear it. What an asshole. And what a god-awful, shitty situation in general. Ryan was pointing a watergun filled with holy water at him, not knowing that he was a demon and even one drop of this stuff would be incomprehensibly painful. And right behind him was a demon who apparently wanted to see him dead. Great. Fucking fantastic. How on fucking earth should he escape this?!

And then he had an idea.

Oh, please, god, if you haven’t already completely given up… let this work.

Shane mouthed a ‘I will count to three. One, two, three’, and to hopefully make his message more clear, he mimicked his words via facial expressions as well.

Ryan seemed to have understood at least something, because he slightly nodded while re-positioning himself.

Alright. Cool.

This could go wrong. Terribly wrong. So fucking wrong, holy shit…

But he trusted Ryan. He trusted him to not take any risks with this shot. After all, he did not have an endless supply of holy water and therefore had to be careful not to spend too much.

One last, deep breath, and here goes nothing.

Shane counted silently to three, blinking along, and then ducked.

The next thing he heard was the screams of the demon, who had let go of him and must have stumbled back. This was his opportunity.

Shane turned around to fight this demon, but Ryan was faster than him. He pushed him aside, quickly telling him to run, and jumped on the demon.

But Shane stared at him instead, paralyzed, because he just noticed something he’s never seen before.

Ryan completely focused on defeating that demon. So much, that his cover gave up and slowly, a pair of white wings and a halo appeared.

What the fuck.

So… Ryan was an angel. Okay. Cool. Fine. Whatever.

…

Holy fucking shit.

This was bullshit. What the fucking hell? How the fuck did he not notice that? How the fuck was that possible? That couldn’t- How the fuck- What the fuck- Fucking hell.

“You’re an angel”, Shane whispered subconciously, more to himself to make this situation a bit less bizarre. Which, of course, did not fucking work.

Ryan turned his head around. “What? Me? An ang-? I’m not-” Then Ryan realized that his… angelic features were visible.

“Okay, I-I’ll explain this afterwards.” And with that, Ryan focused on the demon again. Shane gulped, then waited a few seconds.

“You know what, Ryan? Leave him to me. I’m the one who’s in trouble with him.”

“No way, you can’t even defend yourself!”

“Trust me.”

Shane put his hand on Ryan’s shoulder, who glanced at him shortly, and then longer.

“Black wings…”, Ryan whispered. Shane nodded.

“Leave, I will take over from now on.”

Ryan kept looking at him completely flabbergasted, but did leave the room. And Shane quickly took his demonic foe to hell and dropped them off there.

When he left the room, he wasn’t surprised to see Ryan waiting for him. It did caught him a bit off guard to see him still without his cover, though.

“We have a lot to talk about, don’t we.”

“You’re a demon! Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well, why didn’t you tell me that you’re an angel?”

“Okay, well played. I, I just can’t believe this. How could we be friends for years without knowing this?”

Shane shrugged. “Guess we’re good at keeping secrets.”

While saying this, he took a closer look at Ryan’s wings. They did look fairly average, but the white of his wings was a quite beautiful shade. His feathers did not look damaged, but there were a few black feathers in between the rest.

Ryan put on a slight smile. “Yeah, you’re probably right… Well, we should go back to the others, I bet they’re really angry at us.”

Shane laughed. “Oh yeah, definitely.”

And as they were walking back, Shane saw how another feather turned black before Ryan could hide his wings again.

They were in trouble. But not only with their team.

#my writing #bf au #spiritual au #(this is not a good name ok i know. but hear me out. there are more stories to follow which wouldn't quite fit an angel/demon au name)#angel!ryan #ryan bergara #demon!shane #shane madej #(i swear this wasn't inspired by the GO hype)#(ok this is partly a lie)#(i've started writing it before watching GO)#(then i watched GO)#(and suddenly the story was finished)#oh hey look at me being able to write something without being inspired by q #... but by GO instead #god damn it #i tried making shane not too crowley-like but it was difficult when crowley is one of the only things constantly on my mind

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ghostyprince · 5 years

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TITLE: We Got Drunk In A Haunted Asylum

word count: 2.694 rating: T fandom: BuzzF. Uns. relationship: Ryan B./Shane M. summary: Ryan only agreed to do this video, because everyone told him the alcohol would make him feel brave, and he'd want to punch the ghosts in the face, and it would be really funny, people would love it.

In reality, it just made everything worse.

author’s note: i’m pretty sure this was either based on a prompt i saw over at @shyanlibrary or it was a conversation between people on my dash, i honestly don’t remember it’s been so long since i actually started this.

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”In today’s video, we’re going to spend the night in the Hollydale Mental Hospital, while drunk.” Shane and Ryan were both sitting in foldable chairs in front of a camera, one six-pack beer in both of their hands. ”You may ask, why? Well, why not?” Shane shrugged, nonchalant. Like getting drunk in a maybe (probably) haunted place was the most natural thing.

The video started, it was just the two of them, left to their own devices. The others were ready to pack up and leave in the next hour or so.

They slipped into their natural banter immediately, it was even easier to forget about the camera running. It just felt like some of their usual drinking nights, somehow rarely running out subjects, and if they did, the silence was comfortable, not awkward.

Ryan already felt pretty drunk, he was down to his last unopened drink, Shane was doing a little better, he still had three left, but he definitely seemed buzzed already.

He said even weirder shit than he did sober, and Ryan laughed even harder at them until his stomach hurt. Ryan didn’t even remember why he was so opposed to making this video. While the idea itself is pretty dumb, Shane insisted seeing how Ryan would react something spooky while drunk. Both of them expected him to turn into a mini-Shane, screaming at the ghosts to fight him, and rip out his spine, or something ridiculous like that. And Ryan had to admit, he was curious too, how the alcohol would affect his braveness.

He didn’t have to wait too long.

A sharp bang echoed through the empty room next to theirs, like someone smashed a big rock against the floor, scattering debris all around the cement. Ryan let out a yelp, stumbling backward. The back of his head bumped into Shane's chest, and at the same time, a quiet little whimper hit his left ear. What the fuck.

Ryan immediately tensed up, he rushed to take two more steps back, fully pressing himself against Shane this time, he didn’t even care. He grabbed his friend's arm instinctively, desperately trying to ground himself. That’s something he may be embarrassed about later.

"Hey, Ryan, it's okay. It was just a rat, or an owl or something. I bet there is a lot of those here."

"N– no that wasn't a fucking bat! I heard something right beside me, I swear!" Ryan's grip tightened on Shane’s arm, nails digging into his shirt and gently piercing into his skin. He scanned the room frantically, but couldn’t see anything out of place in the dim lighting.

"It could've been me. Relax, little buddy!" Okay. Yeah. He's right, It could've been Shane. Alright. Nothing is there. It's fine, Ryan.

Just as the thoughts formed in his head, a small rock came tumbling down the concrete stairs to their left, every little thud echoed through the empty room, until it stopped at the bottom, eerily still. Like it got caught on something.

Ryan was properly freaking out now, shaking and gripping Shane's lower arm with such force, his friend quietly hissed.

"Ryan, calm down! There is nothing there. Ghosts aren't real." he said, tone gentle, it’s the one he usually used to calm his friend down.

"No no no, there– things like this, these don't just happen, dude" Ryan cut his rambling off as his breath hitched. His lungs couldn’t fill up properly, no matter how many times he tried. It feels like he's choking. Like icy, pale hands wrapping around his throat, trying to choke him to death.

He can't breathe.

He will die, holy shit he will die.

No. He needs to calm the fuck down. Ryan let go of Shane’s arm and screwed his eyes shut, somewhere in the back of his mind, he was aware of Shane calling his name. Calm down, calm down, calm down. You’re just drunk, Bergara.

He still got no air, when he opened his eyes, his vision was blurry and tears threatened to fall from his eyes. He made a useless attempt at taking a shaky breath, chest painfully constructing. It just amplified the ever-present pressure on his chest. OK not good, not good.

It's a ghost.

It has to be a ghost.

Or worse, a demon.

He has done his research, the little shits do this.

And they will strangle him, he's sure of it.

Ryan blinks away the tears, trying to see clearly, but his vision was surrounded by a border of inky darkness. It’s like the demons were closing in on him. If he looked more closely, they had eyes too. Hard to make out, but they were there. He made a sound at the back of his throat, averting his eyes, so he doesn’t have to look at them. Instead, he stared at the filth around them and the beer bottles. He counted them, multiple times in his head. One, two, three, calm down, calm down.

Four, five, six, breathe.

Ryan heard a quiet murmur, but he couldn’t quite make out any words. It was pretty soothing though.

Seven, you’re safe.

"Ryan, you’re safe. I’m here.”

The murmur, Shane's voice faintly breaks through his intrusive thoughts, it feels like he's underwater. Every sound is distant, except the loud, constant buzzing in his ears. It made his brain hurt. And then someone or something touched his shoulder, and he yelled, blindly swatting before recoiling. He wrapped his arms around himself, fear and panic bubbling up in his stomach again.

"OK, no touching, got it. Listen- Look at me, Ryan." Shane's voice finally reached him, still pretty faint, but he actually understood the words this time.

Shane.

He's there.

He won't let anything hurt him.

They locked eyes, Ryan's teary-eyed gaze was still panicked, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Breathe with me. Slow and steady. Do you understand?" Shane says slowly, voice wavering slightly and he starts guiding Ryan, who joins in a few seconds later. ”That’s it, you’re doing great!”

The pain in his lungs slowly drifts away, filling it with air. Dirty, asylum air, but for Ryan, at that moment it was the best fucking air he ever tasted. He's okay. He's okay.

They stayed like that, several minutes passing by, Ryan ended up sitting on the ground, and Shane kneeling in front of him while his friend gulped for air, shivering violently. Ryan felt sick, and a little dazed, like someone had hit him in the head. His throat was impossibly dry and raw, too, he would've killed for some water.

"Shane…" it came out more raspy and quiet than he intended to, but Shane's attention was already on him anyway. Now that Ryan's eyes focused on things properly, he took a look at his friend, who seemed just as terrified. He never saw Shane like that before. All wide, worried eyes and shaking hands, lifted up, itching to touch Ryan, but not wanting to scare him again. It was an awful sight and Ryan immediately felt guilty, so without thinking, he grabbed Shane’s hand.

Trembling fingers slipping around each other, looking for leverage and comfort. Both of their drunken haze was long gone by the panic attack, leaving nothing behind but pure exhaustion and the beginning of a dull headache. Ryan never sobered up so quickly in his goddamn life. He closed his eyes for a moment, and God, he could fall asleep right there if the images he saw wouldn’t haunt their mind.

"You good now? Can you stand?" Ryan nodded his head and looked up at Shane, who hauled him up, and put his arm around Ryan’s shoulders, to support his balance. Ryan wasn't protesting, silently grateful for the help. His legs felt like jelly, unable to keep him up properly.

"Let's get out of here."

When they were standing in front of the building, Ryan took a deep breath of fresh air and it burned his lungs a little, but it felt so good.

It meant he was alive.

He’s been holding the sleeve of Shane's jacket since Shane helped him up and Shane let him, without batting an eye. Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Feeling the rough fabric between his fingers kept his mind clear, it made him feel real. He could be more brave, knowing Shane was there with him. If demons were gonna fuck with Ryan, they'd have to know he and Shane are a package deal.

"Everything alright?" TJ approached them, while two other crew members disappeared into the building, to get the chairs and empty bottles.

"I need some water," Ryan said and cleared his throat to make the raspiness go away. He thanked TJ when he handed him a full bottle and chugged at least half the thing in a minute. TJ gently patted him in the back, Ryan felt the warmness of his hand even through his shirt.

He was alive.

Back in the hotel, Ryan flopped down on his bed, exhausted. He just wanted to sleep. The hotel’s energy was so much lighter than the mental hospital’s, he noted. He didn’t see the ghosts, demons whatever they were, anymore when he shut his eyes either. That heavy feeling Ryan started drifting off to sleep, Shane was having none of that, though.

"Get up, and take a shower, man. You can't just sleep in full gear and filthy." He tugged on Ryan's arm, who let out a whine he will be embarrassed about later. No way he’s leaving this bed for several hours.

"M'tired."

"You can sleep after. Come on, shower! You’ll feel better." He added softly, squeezing Ryan's arm encouragingly.

"Fuck you." Ryan huffed, no annoyance in his voice, and got up anyway. He felt gross, and honestly, he was gross. All sweaty and dusty, both from the panic attack and the asylum’s floor. Why did they even agree to this? He should've known that's how he'll react with the alcohol. It was stupid and the video is completely ruined now. They can’t publish him freaking out like a baby, and Shane looking so panicked himself. Ryan never wants to see him like that again.

Why does he have to freak out all the time? I mean sure, people love to watch him scream, but this wasn’t funny in the slightest. Maybe they could go back tomorrow, redo the whole thing. Ryan hated the idea of stepping one foot in that place again, but he knew, he had to take one for the team.

He quickly finished the shower, actually feeling much better than ten minutes earlier. Of course, Shane didn’t need to know that. By the time he got dressed, Shane slipped into the bathroom, to clean himself off too. Ryan faceplanted one of the beds, only being aware of the fact that it was the one Shane laid on while waiting for him after getting a whiff of his deodorant.

Maybe, he should move, the other bed is just two big steps away, it wasn’t really that much effort. Ryan groaned, and buried his face into the pillow, breathing in Shane’s left-over scent. Yeah, okay, he doesn’t wanna move anyway.

The walls were thin, so he could hear the sound of the water spraying from the bathroom, Ryan’s brain provided him with images of what Shane looks and might look like naked. He groaned because it wasn’t something he wanted to deal with right now. It was for nights when he was a little too hyper or they were at a location, and sleep wouldn’t come. So he’d stare at his bedroom walls, or the silhouette of Shane in the sleeping bag and allow his mind to wander.

To think about how it would feel like to slide closer to Shane and have his stupid long arms wrap around him. It would probably make him feel safe and he could have a good night’s sleep at a location for once. Shane’s very presence calms him down, usually. Ryan would tip his head back though, to look at him. And just like that, they’d be kissing.

It was always an initial shock, to wake up from that daydream, sometimes it felt so real it left Ryan’s chest aching. Like he was just ripped out of that reality, and thrown back into this one. Even after months of pining, it hurt just the same.

He never did anything about it, the fear of ruining their bond loomed over his head every time Ryan felt like he was finally ready to tell Shane.

Ryan was certain he was already half-asleep, but then the bed dipped right next to him, like someone, something was sitting next to him, and suddenly he was wide awake. He bolted upright, ready to sprint out of bed and the whole room if it was some demon that followed him home, but he came face-to-face with Shane. Oh.

”It’s just me!” Shane held up his open palms in front of him to assure Ryan he’s harmless. His face was pinched into a worried expression. ”I thought you were sleeping. Wanted to put some blankets on you, it gets chilly here.”

”Oh, alright. Thanks. This is your bed, sorry.”

”It’s fine, Ry. Are you okay?”

”Yeah. It was the alcohol, and I got scared. Just– don’t worry about it, alright?” Ryan tries to shrug it off. He’s a little cranky because Shane disturbed him drifting off. Not to mention the daydreaming about kissing him. He felt vulnerable like Shane could see right through him.

”But I am worried about it.”

”Why, Shane? Why do you care so much?” Ryan finally looked up, already regretting his words coming out so harshly. It’s not Shane’s fault, none of this is.

Shane was frowning, but that fear Ryan saw earlier was in his eyes again. He looked like shit too, just as tired as Ryan felt.

”Not to make this about myself, you know I wouldn’t, but I was fucking terrified, seeing you like that. And I just want to make sure you’re okay, and you won’t get a heart attack or something while I’m sleeping three feet away from you because I’m not sure how I’d survive that.”

Ryan’s irritation immediately dissolved, feeling brave, stupid or simply sleep-deprived, he put his hand over Shane’s on the cover. ”I’m fine, I promise.”

Shane exhaled, shakily and stared at their hands, Ryan expected him to pull away. Instead, Shane turned his hand around and gently squeezed Ryan’s. Suddenly he felt a lot less sleepy. Maybe it’s time to take the first step. Maybe the universe gave him a sign in that fucking piece of rock. Ryan would be a fool not to take it. And if Shane will reject him, well, tomorrow-Ryan will deal with that.

They were already sitting pretty close to each other, so Ryan didn’t need to strain himself too much to lean in, and press his lips against Shane’s mouth. The angle was a little awkward and he felt Shane tensing up, so he got ready to be pushed back. Shane didn’t push him away, instead one of his big hands ruffled up Ryan’s hair on the back of his head, pulling him even closers, and pressing back against him.

Ryan’s stomach did a flip, and Shane slightly pulled on his hair, probably not even on purpose, but it made him gasp regardless.

They were just looking at each other now, a little too close, both breathing heavily. Shane was the one who spoke first, softly, not wanting to disturb whatever’s hanging in the air between them.

”So, are we a thing now?” Ryan had the audacity to snort.

”We could be a thing. Do you want us to be?”

”I very much would like us to be a thing.” Shane was grinning now, and apparently, it’s infectious, because Ryan found himself doing the same.

And then they were kissing again, knocking their teeth together a few times and they both laughed, which really only resulted in it happening more often. They could talk about what ’the thing’ means tomorrow while having a coffee and maybe some breakfast too, that sounded nice.

#shyan #skeptic believer #shyan fic #fanfiction #my fanfiction #it was just sitting on my laptop collecting dust #so i thought i'd finish it #not my best work tho #but #¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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gaytryceratop · 6 years

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Litvinenko Q+A

I liked doing this for the try guy video so I'm trying one for the new Buzzfeed Unsolved Post Mortem!!!

Let me start off by saying Ryan looks like an adorable dork to me for some reason (probably the backwards hat and glasses combo)

25 seconds in and Shane is already threatning murder!!

Shane adding to my headcanon that in a grease au Ryan would be a fucking greaser

"BORING"

Anyways.....confirmed punk!Ryan and pastel!Shane

These boys took a solid minute fucking role-playing a nerd and bad boy au

Shane loving Oceanman but not for the reason I thought (Oceanman vine playing in my head but Shane's just picturing a fucking surfer)

THE VOICE HE READ IT IN. I LOVE IT

I cant make fun of these guys for assuming shit about radiation cause I'm literally just as clueless

I love that Shane is ready to defend the integrity of a man that he a) never met and b) is already dead

Ryan choosing to binge shows before he dies is me

I love that every show Ryan is naming Shane has seen (at least that's what I'm assuming)

That fucking cough Ryan did.....all I'm gonna say is...adorable (also Shane was laughing but boy looked panicked for a quick second

"I'm a little under the weather today" my mind: Putin is coming for the boys

I love seeing the boys mispronounce things just because I know y'all are gonna fucking drag them on here

"What the fuck is happening right now???"

IM LOVING THE QUESTIONS THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THE EPISODE. THOSE ARE MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE

I called him a nerd for it once but I'm gonna say it again: Shane Madej is a fucking nerd cause he has a fucking blu-ray collection of the mission impossible films

HE CAN'T TAKE HIS MOVIES SO HE'S TAKING FUCKING MISSION IMPOSSIBLE BOOK. SHANE MADEJ IS A FUCKING DORK

Books, a hat, and floss... Shane's just gonna fucking vacation on this island

ALSO SHANE MADEJ WAS A BOY SCOUT. HE REALLY IS A FUCKING DORK

Ryan is so mesmerised by this life straw (and of course Shane owns one)

...Uncrash a plane (Under the weather Ryan Bergara is very entertaining to me)

RYAN BEING SO READY TO DIE FOR THIS CASE AND SHANE BEING "Uhh please don't"

Lost + LSD sounds like a trip

THIS IS A Q&A FOR YOUR EPISODE AND Y'ALL TALKING ABOUT NEVER DOING ACID

The boys love this reassurance so keep it up I guess

I do love the unintentional theme for this season

And once again Under the weather Bergara is entertaining (please tell me I'm not the only one thinking a high Ryan Bergara would be the most entertaining thing ever)

UMMM I'm very concerned for this grandmother....also wtf does "More Shane than Shane" mean???

RYAN BERGARA IS SO READY TO DIE FOR THIS SEASON. HE MIGHT BUZZFEED'S MOST CHAOTIC EMPLOYEE

I am very interested and scared for this week's episode

The Nod™.....Ryan has accepted the Hotdaga

Ryan messing with his hat is very adorable

The hotdaga being chill is making me lowkey relaxed but also at the same time feeling on edge

Did this post mortem feel a little unenergetic to everyone compared to the past ones??? I feel like compared to the past ones for this season it was kinda chill. I didn't hate it but it just had a different vibe than usual.

#ryan bergara #shane madej #buzzfeed unsolved #buzzfeed unsolved postmortem #bfu #buzzfeed unsolved: true crime #buzzfeed unsolved network

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violetevents · 6 years

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kiss me like you mean it

pairing: shane madej/ryan bergara word count: 6k summary:

“Hi,” Tall man says, taking in the sight in front of him. “I’m sorry, I heard banging and yelling and I just, are you okay?”

“No. Yes. Maybe,” Ryan says, slowly standing back up on two legs again. “My door won’t open.” He eventually ads, when him and Tall man have just stared at each other for a few seconds.

or, Ryan's apartment building plays matchmaker.

a/n: hey remember when i did a poll like over two months ago about what story i should write next??? well this is (finally) that story :D sorry for the wait, i got overly busy and gave up on this story about a million times before finally finishing tonight. this whole fic is probably a bit of a wacky concept but i always love the idea of sentient building or things playing matchmaker. anyway, enjoy!!!!!

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#shyan #skeptic believer #FINIALLY IT IS DONE #god this took forever #bfu fic

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brunchcrush’s recs of january 2018

(please tell me if you dont like these and i can quit)

so i did this for like albums + fics once so here’s an all around general rec list for things i discovered/came out in january 2018!

FILMS

lady bird (2017, dir. greta gerwig)

while it wasn’t a necessarily new idea for a movie, it was still well done. a fresh take with the change of decades (set in the early 2000′s compared to being set in the 80′s for nostalgia or the current decade for reliability). saoirse ronan delivers a poignant performance that i feel we can all relate to, the inevitable feeling of being lost and trying to find ourselves. i ugly cried a lot during this film.

i tonya (2017, dir. craig gillespie)

i knew nothing about tonya harding outside of the song “tonya harding (in d major)” by sufjan stevens. but this movie, god, i cried a lot. margot robbie delivered such a strong performance that just makes you feel bad for tonya, shows her as the victim (again i dont know the full story but i still feel bad for the real tonya harding after this). wonderful.

FICS (please take note i havent actually read many standrew fics this past month but ill read some more soon!! ive seen a lot have been added which makes me so happy!)

the holiday by @anotherlostblogger (im assuming ur tumblr url is the same as ur ao3 one, if not please let me kno id love to give u credit!!)

“Up-and-coming LA producer Ryan Bergara and NY Times food columnist Steven Lim are both unlucky in love and eager to get away from their hometowns for Christmas. When they do a house-swap for the holiday season they might find more than they had initially expected.”

rose colored boy @ryanbergarage

“Andrew’s eyes are pink.

Not like, bloodshot pink, but, as in, his irises were literally pink.

It wasn’t a harsh pink, either- it was pastel, nearly peachy in tone, soft with gold flecks in it. A very warm rosy color. Oh, wow.”

ALBUMS

BØRNS - blue madonna (2018)

i actually just discovered this today bc nobody told me he released a new album, and it’s been out for a month?! but it’s great, it’s BØRNS and it’s great. that’s all.

soultanz - tangents (2017)

this one is v v v special for me !! bc i grew up knowing the singer, he’s an old friend of mine (well the older brother of a friend of mine, but STILL). this album is so cool and like,,, wow. im so proud of him! please go listen to it and support him.

fall out boy - mania (2018)

need i say more? emo in the fine year of 2018? yep. a wonderful masterpiece, truly just a fun album.

WHAT I PUT OUT IN 2018

here’s all my fics i wrote in january

empty words / the good side / down the back but who cares still the louvre (not bfu/wi)

and if you want to keep up with what i listen to here’s my everyday spotify playlist

#bc rec #is there anything youd like me to add for reviews ? or should i stop lmao #ill prob do fic movies and music every month !#op

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From a God, With Love - Chapter 5

Story Summary: “Only a Soulmate can see your scars” - Shane Madej learnt there was something special about scars as a child, but he didn’t believe in soulmates over love. Ryan Bergara wears all his scars with pride and believes that one day he will find his perfect match. When they see each other’s scars for the first time, things are revealed to be a lot more complicated than it seems, and Shane’s scars have a deeper meaning than just revealing his soulmate. As a child Shane had spoken to the darkness, and the darkness had spoken back. Chapter Summary: With his demonic powers revealed, Shane begins to suffer the effects of the demon finding him again. Nights of unimaginable destruction and torture culminate in a tragic accident that just might separate the soulmates forever. Pairing: Shyan. Characters: Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara, Amadeus Warnings: Attempted demonic possession, nightmares, gore, implied character death, smut, frotting, nipple play, *new* - actual demonic possession, murder, injury, accidents. A/N: And the demon finally has a name. Welcome Amadeus to the party!

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Shane was expecting things to be slightly awkward between Ryan and him when they returned to the office on the Monday after those surprise revelations. They have honestly spent most of the weekend getting to know each other’s bodies since they were already so familiar with every other aspect of each other, but there was something niggling in the back of Shane’s mind that not everything was okay. There had been some big revelations, and while Ryan was adamant he was okay with it all, Shane knew that there was still more things they needed to speak about. Still, while Ryan seemed happy to leave it be, Shane was not going to rock the boat.

The demon on the other hand? Well, they were all too happy to tip them into the rushing rapids and leave them to sink or swim.

It was a headache that first started it all. Persistent and annoying, Shane took painkillers and drank more water than normal to get rid of it, and promised Ryan he was okay when he started to worry. The news that they were soulmates made it around the Buzzfeed office pretty fast, and even seemed to have leaked online as well – Shane wasn’t sure how – so they had a lot of fans freaking out at them over social media. It was positive but it was a lot and Shane was already feeling a little overwhelmed with it all, so he had taken a break. Really that should have helped the headache, but it didn’t. Before long there was a laundry list of things that only made the feeling worse and it made Shane feel as if he couldn’t complete a normal day.

Bright lights? Nope.

Talking? Nope.

Using a computer? Nope.

Listening to music? Nope.

Listening to the voice overs for Unsolved? Nope.

Taking painkillers? Nope.

Ryan cornered him when the headache had been there for a week and a half.

“Do you need to see a doctor?” He asked, using one arm to keep Shane at the desk on the Unsolved set after the others had left, “I’m worried.”

“A doctor probably wouldn’t be able to help.” Shane muttered, massaging his temples for the sixth time that hour. “A priest would be better.”

“I’ve still got Father Thomas’ number.” Ryan said, and he was completely serious. Touching, but Shane wasn’t sure he wanted anyone else knowing the personal misdeeds of his childhood, so he shook his head. “Shane-.”

“I know you’re worried Ryan but I know what’s causing this.” Shane cut in, “And eventually it will stop.”

“He needs to stop now.” Ryan stated, pulling a face, “There’s no use in hurting you, it won’t change anything that he doesn’t like.”

Shane gave him an odd look and Ryan blinked, “What?”

“You’ve never spoken so boldly about a demon before.” Shane said, “It’s weird.”

Flushing, Ryan muttered “Well no demon has ever really messed with my boyfriend before,” before he moved back and let Shane up. “I really am worried though.” He added, “Can we…try any rituals? Any cleansings? It might help.”

“Nothing will get rid of him Ryan, and it will only make him angrier if we try. Trust me, it will pass. He’ll get bored.” Shane made sure his tone was reassuring and yet Ryan still didn’t seem convinced. And Shane didn’t blame him, but he wasn’t about to admit to Ryan that he was concerned this headache would never fade until he was bedbound at the demon’s mercy.

Or how terrifying it was to find out he was correct.

It was 3am when it happened, and Shane had never wanted to feel that sense of helplessness again. His eyes were open, and his body was moving, but he wasn’t in control, seated in his own mind like a backseat passenger as he stood and stretched, cracking his neck before crossing to the mirror.

Amber eyes greeted him.

“Oh Madej, why do you look so sad?”

It was his voice that said the words, his lips that framed them, but not Shane that had said them.

Amadeus.

#shyan #buzzfeed unclean #from a god with love #demon shane madej #sh*ne madej #ry*n bergara #floofy writings

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