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Shyan Fics

I’ll Crawl Home – carrieonfighting

(16,024 words / 6 chapters / Teen and up)

Tags: Demon!Shane, Angst, Non-Linear Narrative, bc im PRETENTIOUS, Protective!Shane

"Shane was almost unnerved by how quickly he’d settled into this body, this name, this life - his friendship with Ryan was the most time he’d spent with any human before, and yet the man fascinated him."

Wow. That’s all I gotta say. I started reading Shane/Ryan fic because I had a weird dream and went looking for comfort fic to ease the edges of my mind. I stumbled upon this fic and was so fucking blown away. I was drawn in because of the demon!Shane tag and the way this story is charted out is insane. It’s nonlinear (there is a liner version tho I’m strongly against it). Just ohmygod read this fic it’s insane and hurts so good.

I’m Gonna Keep You in Love with Me (for a While) – beethechange

(21,847 words / 1 chapter / Explicit)

Tags: fake married, also real married, friends to husbands to lovers to ???, Las Vegas Wedding, possible dubious consent due to alcohol consumption, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Rimming, just assume most of the kinds of sex are present here, probably more Celine Dion than you were hoping for, they say "fuck" a lot, also "dude" but I don't make the rules okay, Bedsharing

Shane is pacing around the hotel room. It’s not a huge room and Shane’s legs are long enough that he doesn’t have much real estate to pace before he has to swing back around for another loop.

“Can you stop?” Ryan asks. “You’re making me dizzy.”

“Okay,” Shane says finally. “Okay. Here’s what we’re going to do. We’re just going to—we’re going to be married. The only way out is through.”

“Um,” Ryan says, because this plan strikes him as counterproductive to their shared goal of not being married.

To me there are the big two when thinking of Shane/Ryan fics. That is to say the others aren’t amazing but two gutted me in a way I was not expecting from I ship I don’t even ship. This is one of the two and fucks sake it hurts me but in a way I really like and neeeeeded. (The other is the one above this)

Muscles Better and Nerves More – beethechange

(26,301 words / 1 chapter / Explicit)

Tags: Bodyswap, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Getting Together, First Time, Pining, Slow Burn, Masturbation, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, Body Horror, Rituals, Swearing, Sexy Shame

“I’m serious,” Ryan says. “Don’t go fucking up my body. I want that shit back in the same condition I left it.”

“The same condition—Ryan. I’m not spending hours in a gym every day so you don’t lose muscle mass.”

“I want you to treat my body with the respect you would a national park. Leave nothing but footprints, take nothing but memories.”

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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.

I have found out while reading this fic that I am also a sucker for bodyswap!au. Something about learning to love someone completely while seeing (and being lmao) all of them is so intimate and endearing to me. Plus there’s dumplings in this fic and that is just sweet sweet poetry.

If you can find a way to love me, it’s all right – varnes

(11,232 words / 1 chapter / Teen and up)

Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Psychic Ryan

When Ryan was a kid, he fell into a pile of bricks. They were playing hide and seek, and he thought he had the best hiding spot: high up in a thickly lush tree, his knees drawn to his chest so that he’d blend in. But the branch broke. He hit his head and doesn’t remember much of what happened after that. When he woke up a few hours later, the sun was setting, and his friends were gone, and his parents were calling for him, their flashlights swinging across the grass. There’d been blood on his bangs.

Anyway, now he can see ghosts.

Kind of.

Look, he’s not great at it.

Or: Ryan, personally, has three lists: “NICE GHOSTS,” “GHOSTS I DON’T FUCK WITH,” and, “IDK, SPOOKY STUFF.”

Oh my goddddd this fic is so sweet and so owie. At first I was skeptical because the fanon is that Shane can see demons or ghosts or whatever. But having it be Ryan???? So owie in such a good way. Other then this fic being the masterpiece that it is, I’m going to convince you with one sentence: Ryan has a cat with a ghost in it that demands Taco Bell. That’s it baybee. Read it or you’ll regret itttt.

BFFS Get Married For A Week – Ryan and Shane – aspookycryptidsock

(18,108 words / 8 chapters / Explicit)

Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fake Marriage, Friends to Lovers, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Pining, Mutual Pining

"As I was saying," Curly continues with a pointed glare in Ryan's direction. "It's my honor to join the two of you in unholy matrimony. The rules are simple, you'll live together, plan one date each, and cherish each other. Til week do you part."

I first read this fic years and years ago. I don’t know how it happened but me and my best friend found it while being at a library and we went feral reading it before their mom picked us up. It’s my origin story to the ship. This fic is my first love and my baby gorl. Shane is intense in a way I lovelovelove. Ryan is dumber then a pile a bricks amen.

Body Farming – shiphitsthefan

(7,251 words / 1 chapter / Explicit)

Tags: Season/Series 04, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Shane Madej, Protective Shane Madej, Omega Ryan Bergara, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mutual Pining, Scenting, Multiple Orgasms, Knotting, Daddy Kink, Size Kink, Dirty Talk, Dom/sub Undertones, Filth with Feelings, Community: bfukinkmeme, Multisex Omega

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?

Your honor I’d like to state my case by saying being horny on main is bc I’m silly goofy and I never meant no harm. ABO fuck or die in a cave? Fuccck kkkk y e aaaa

Por Favor, Sweetheart – carrieonfighting

(7,859 words / 1 chapter / Teen and up)

Tags: Kid Fic, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Accidental Baby Acquisition, ryan dadgara, and shane dadej, Original Baby Character - Freeform, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, You Have Been Warned

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

Ryan gains custody of a baby and is strugggglinnnggg until a Sasquatch comes and helps <3. Ain’t nothing says romance baybeee then an actual baby.

daring it’s a faded notion – varnes

(28,760 words / 5 chapters / Explicit)

Tags: Paranormal shenanigans, y'all remember that trope where people can't be more than 5 feet apart without Suffering?

The sun is too bright and Ryan’s whole body is alight with something that is eating him all the way up from the inside out, but he keeps his eyes open and he makes himself look, and he tells himself that once he finds Shane, he’ll think about it. Once he finds Shane, they’ll make a plan. Once he finds Shane, and only then, he’ll let himself have the thought he’s been swallowing down like bile since he came to: that they didn’t fall.

They were pushed.

OR: Ryan and Shane get cursed by a ghost, and now they can't be not-touching. It's ... not great.

Ghosties don’t like the no homo and said ummm yeeeeet!!! Into the Grand Canyon then the ghoul boys kiss???? Makes me go hubba hubba

Collide - needywitch

(35,310 words / 2 chapters / Explicit)

Tags: Pining, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Masturbation, Mutual Pining, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Eventual Happy Ending, Getting Together, Falling In Love, Biting, First Time, Dirty Talk, Love Confessions, Rough Sex, Shane Madej Has a Big Dick

Ryan is desperately in love with his best friend.

Owieeeeeee. This one made me cryyyy. The prose of this fic along with a healthy usage of the word jaunty made this fic deeply emotional as well as made me want to cry when they kissed. Very excellent

A Perfect Piece of Ass, Like Every Californian - beethechange

(25,706 words / 3 chapters / Explicit)

Tags: entirely self-indulgent PWP, smut with feelings, Threesome, Birthday Sex, Oral Sex, lotta ball stuff here folks, so i hope you like balls, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Sexy Air Traffic Conducting, Vaginal Sex, Voyeurism

“Happy birthday, Shane,” Sara says. “I got you a Ryan.”

“Th—thanks?” Shane says. He looks at Ryan and Ryan just looks back, weirdly impassive, giving nothing away. “But I’m pretty sure I already have a Ryan in this model. What’s the return policy?”

“Not like this, you don’t,” she says, raising her eyebrows meaningfully. Out of the corner of his eye Shane can see Ryan bring his hand to his mouth, stifling a snicker that he turns into a cough. Oh, he thinks.

Oh shit.

I’m not gonna sit here and pretend that this fic is morally correct but Shane/Sara/Ryan fic is what I needed and it blew me away and it is the best smut thank you goodnight

#shane madej #shyan shipping society #Shyan #shane x ryan #ryan bergara #shane madej x reader #shane madej x ryan bergara #ryan bergara x reader #ghoul boys #watcher #watcher fanfic #buzzfeed unsolved #watcher ghost files #I’m sorry #shyan fic #fic recs #Shyan fic recs

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dratbatlaundrymat · 2 years

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For some reason, I feel like Sevika believes in ghosts/demons, or at least thinks they could be out there. I also feel like she avoids "fucking with the unknown," and tries to get others to do the same. Now imagine her with a partner who does not believe in the supernatural and goes out of their way to provoke them (real Shane type shit). So Sevika is just like "stop you idiot, your gonna get us both killed."

#sevika arcane #sevika x reader #arcane sevika #sevika x you #sevika #shane and ryan #shane madej #ghost files #buzzfeed unsolved

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homesickhalfling · 2 years

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I uh.... did a thing? Be gentle it’s my first time

#read it maybe #or dont #whatver #shane madej #fic #shane x reader #demon!shane #fanfic #buzzfeed unsolved #ghost files #my fic

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eishxn · 8 months

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—friends account, part 2

The mom friend

Goodness when was the last time you've slept?

Overworked mother with 10 kids

Part of the student council

Isn't online much due to either busy or asleep

Calls himself bootleg Shane madej

The Shane to chongyun's ryan

Fanfic writer (derogatory h/j)

Ships everyone he sees

Book nerd

Affectionately bullies Chongyun

Pining over his best friend since... Forever

Everyone feels bad for him because chongyun is oblivious

Obsessed with Buzzfeed Unsolved

The Ryan to Xingqiu's Shane

Obsessed with Buzzfeed Unsolved

Likes exploring abandoned places

Ganyu is concerned fr

Likes to ghost hunt

Can't handle spicy foods but can handle spicy tea like yes drama

Too busy ghost hunting to notice Xingqiu's advances lmao l rip bozo h/j

Has rizz(training order)

Is that one friend down to kill people for you

Or help you hide a body

Is part of everyone's friendgroup

Is down bad for professor zhongli

Holds parties everytime if he has the chance

Mutual friends with Scaramouche and [y/n] or the middleman

Girls and boys flock around him like a moth to a flame

Dated Scaramouche before but broke it off because she found out she was gay (Scaramouche was just dramatic)

She's currently single though lmao

The relationship didn't last but it was mutual and promised to graduate first

Still gives awkward waves to Scaramouche whenever she sees him but tends to avoid him lol

Because she catches feelings easily okay?

Good thing her classes are at a different building away from business majors

Business majors (derogatory /j)

Does she still like scara tho? Who knows?

—KYS [AFFECTIONATELY]

scaramouche x male!reader smau

synopsis: a classical pianist who lost his passion for music, only seeing it as a bore and a pain—got the interest of a certain band member of a rising band. Kunikuzushi is already tired of his group's bullshit but now venti is adding another member—and it's his greatest academic rival too.

genre: academic rivals, social media au, band au, enemies to lovers, gay asf, slow burn, college au, modern au.

warnings: mommy and daddy issues, mentions of kys and kms jokes, ooc scaramouche, heavy swearing because come on this is scara we're talking about, depression<3, anxiety, will probably have nsfw, baby's first time making smau, use of alcohol courtesy of venti, suggestive topics, miscommunication, slight homophobia, male x male, classical musician meets rock band member kind of thing lmfao.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

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ao3feed-ghostfiles · 11 days

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#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #shyan #skeptic believer

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homiesexual-or-homosexual · 1 year

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I posted 1,672 times in 2022

That's 1,109 more posts than 2021!

134 posts created (8%)

1,538 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@wearewatcher

@roakkaliha

@netflix

@spearxwind

@nanistar

I tagged 1,645 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#watcher - 499 posts

#art - 422 posts

#artists on tumblr - 352 posts

#stranger things - 337 posts

#ryan bergara - 322 posts

#shane madej - 273 posts

#eddie munson - 269 posts

#puppet history - 230 posts

#ghost files - 214 posts

#warrior cats - 174 posts

Longest Tag: 130 characters

#he’s on top and holding you down and laughing between breaths cause he’s in that dm headspace and you just look pathetic below him

My Top Posts in 2022:

Dirty Little Secret

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Genre: lil bit of angst, fluff, smut

Warnings: sorry guys, I use guitar terms as I play, jason is mentioned, a basketball player has the hots for you, you're forced to go to a party, you have a very minor asthma attack, a small non-descriptive mention of sexual assault, Eddie punches someone, mentions of alcohol, mentions of panic attacks, panic attack, Eddie uses petnames a lot, you sleep over at Eddie's house, plot with porn

A/N: sorry this is like really long but it is proofread :)

Word Count: 8,130

Also check out these two bonuses (one and two) that go along with this!! If you'd like of course!

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By day, you were just a ditzy little cheerleader. Following blindly underneath the upper cheerleaders and the varsity basketball players. Because of the tight clique of this particular group, you were often seen with them than not. In classrooms, during passing periods, at lunch, even walking down to the student parking lot after school.

It was a little suffocating, honestly. To be held to such a high standard by all these kids and teachers, with no possible escape. It stressed you out a bit to the point where you'd have nervous breakdowns at least twice a month, and panic attacks on the way to school in the morning.

You couldn't even talk to anyone about this, no teachers, counselors, and no other students. Heck, your group wouldn't let you talk to other kids, and they wouldn't even let other kids in school look in your direction. Especially this basketball player, Josh, who you swore had the hots for you. You, not so much.

But at least every wednesday night, the local bar in your town let you and your band play there. And that was your escape, your small group of girls from around town performing there every wednesday night.

Your band was called "Hawkins Panic," real fancy I know. You were the lead singer and their bass guitarist, though you had an electric on hand in case you really wanted to surprise people. You had another electric guitar player, one on the keyboard, and another on the drums. With them, you could really let go. Laugh with no worries, and even throw your hold body into it. And at least at the bar, you never really saw anyone you knew. Maybe a couple kids from school, but they were more interested in the liquor than you guys.

So all of this brings you to now, crowded around one of the metal tables in front of the high school. You in your cheerleader uniform, and uncomfortable. You kind of sat on the outside of the group, legs crossed as you kept pulling down your top and skirt down, backpack in your lap. Josh, as mentioned earlier, kept a firm hand on your shoulder as he sat beside you, laughing with the group.

You looked over as some of the main doors to the front of the school flung open. Hellfire in all their glory in the middle of laughter as they filed out into the open air. A couple of your group looked over, muttering in disgust. Hellfire's ring leader, Eddie Munson, looked over, looking your group up and down. Eventually he made eye contact with you.

You had English with Eddie, along with none of your varsity group. He struggled with English a bit, not really understanding the concepts. You helped him in between lessons, re-talking him through the lesson, helping him with paperwork, and working through the books that you were assigned with him. Your teacher was internally grateful for your help, as Eddie's grade in her class skyrocketed. But eventually students noticed, and you being a cheerleader, rumors started. Which led the basketball team hating Eddie even more.

"Got a problem, Munson?" Jason asked.

"Nothing much," Eddie shrugged. "Just realize I do a lot better things with my life. Doing some fancy tricks with your laundry baskets is pretty boring, huh?"

You could feel the irritation radiate off of Jason, and Josh's grip on your shoulder becoming uncomfortable.

Eddie made eye contact with you, winking. You blushed. That damned flirtatious man, pushing all the right buttons. You tucked your straightened hair behind your ear.

The varsity basketball players got up, going to advance on Eddie. And Eddie's group pushed him away, and the metal head only held his hand up to his ear, folding all fingers but his thumb and pinky and mouthed a "call me," still making eye contact with you.

Once Eddie was out of sight, mutters and complaints of disgust sounded around the group before the topic changed.

"Y/n?" One of the cheerleaders caught you attention. "Wanna come hang with us on tonight? We're holding a party over at Chloe's house."

"Sorry," You stood, glancing at the sun. "You know wednesday is a busy night for me."

"Couldn't you just skip your little sibling's thing or not study for that test, or whatever," Josh stopped you, holding onto your hand. "For me?"

"No," You took your hand from him. "I'm busy."

And you headed off towards your car, throwing your bag in your passenger seat before taking off towards home.

As mentioned before, not too many kids from your school came to the bar. But Eddie decided to change up his schedule a bit and go to the local bar that his band played at on tuesday nights. He enjoyed the band there tonight, just a group of girls. Only two things stuck out to Eddie; one, the group of girls seemed to have a heavy metal theme to their band, and two, he swore that their leader was a classmate of his. But he couldn’t tell because if it was you, you looked very different.

Your short, about shoulder length and usually straight hair, was curly and unruly. One-hundred percent different from how Eddie usually saw it. It flared up as you turned your head to look at your band members, to look up and down from the mic to your bass guitar, a Mitchell. Rock bass. The heavy bass rung out, feeling it in his chest. You wore glasses too, the black frames filling out your face. And, again if it was you up there on that stage, the little bit too big on you black shirt and the distressed jeans were much more attractive than that revealing cheerleader outfit.

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166 notes - Posted July 5, 2022

bakugo with a quiet s/o but becomes a hothead in fights

Honestly, people have no idea how you and Firecracker over there are in a relationship. You're so quiet and nice. And he's so... loud and destructive.

You get along with everyone in the class. All the girls and guys love you, Mineta a little too much.

And Bakugo only has his little group of "extras" that he can't seem to get rid of.

It's only when a minor group of villians disrupts your groups afternoon out on the town, is when people realize how you can handle Bakugo.

Everyone's nice, sweet, and oh so quiet classmate is a monster in battle. Defeating one enemy and turning around to strangle another to the ground. Your fierceness almost matches everyone's feared hothead, and you only beg for more.

And when the fight is over, everyone realizes that your quietness is only a mask. And everyone seems to have a bit more respect for you, even when you came out of the fight with barely a scratch, much like your companion.

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Avatars

Pairing: Steven Grant/Marc Spector x Wepwawet Avatar! reader

Genre: not necessarily fluff, it’s just you and Marc interacting for the first time

Warnings: little bit of violence and like a line of swearing, also this was written on a whim so it’s not that good

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Who is Wepwawet, you may ask. He is a god, depicted with a gray blue-ish wolf head, or jackal head. Originally he was a War Detity, or was seen as a scout to clear ways into war. But in later depictions of Wepwawet, he has gone up to the horizon and called the “Opener of the Sky”, clearing the way and guiding the dead to their afterlife.

So as you, Wepwawet’s avatar, are seen as a fierce fighter, but kind and gentle to those in need.

In times of need, people depict their savor with the head of a jackal or wolf, a flowing skirt (more of a half skirt, like a cape for your pants), and a tall staff with a slant at the top and two prongs at the bottom. They say they were kind, carrying them to safety as soon as they can. But fighting ferociously against the danger.

So, it’s when Steven finds you working in the museum with him, in the Ancient Egypt exhibit of course, due to your affiliation with a detity. He takes an interest in as, as Marc does too.

You stand up to your’s and Steven’s boss, Donna. Correcting her on his name, shooting back passive aggressive comments when she spits them out at your coworker, and taking over certain jobs when you can see that Steven is uncomfortable with Donna.

It’s not the slight crush inside of you towards Steven that makes you protect him, it’s your duty as an avatar to Wepwawet. It’s an instinct now, to protect those in need. Just like now.

“Stevie!!” Donna yelled.

Shop had closed. Patrons had long ago left. A few day security were left, and Donna had chosen you two to close up, to scan in items from today’s shipments and restock the larger of the shelves.

“Steven,” You corrected, stocking up some Anubis plushies.

You could practically feel Donna rolling her eyes in your direction as she walked by.

Steven was stocking up on Bastet statues, she’s seen in her most regal, house cat sitting form. But he turned to Donna, a fearful look in his eyes.

“I need you to go in the back and continue scanning in today’s shipment’s,” Donna ordered. “I’ll be leaving.”

And with that, your boss turned around and walked out the doors of the exhibit. And you rolled your eyes, leaning down and grabbing more Anubis plushies. You listened to Steven’s steps fade into the background and disappear behind the door to the back room.

You broke apart the box once done stacking the plushies onto their respective shelves, setting it behind the cash register. You wandered around the shop, making sure things were all stacked accordingly, fixing up Steven’s rushed stacking and putting away his empty box. You’ve also decided to grab one of your spare cleaning rags to clean up the exhibits that we’re guarded by glass.

As you clean, you notice two things, the moon is full and the large jackal statue that guarded the entrance to your exhibit was missing. Odd. Did they move it today without you notice? Or.. did something happen?

As if on queue, a noise sounded behind. Nothing more than a creak, but you couldn’t help but turn around. And before you stood an 8 foot snarling, drooling jackal.

It lunged at you and with the flick of a switch, you summoned your suit and held it back with your staff, your hands on either side and it’s jaws gaping around the metal rod.

“shit..” you muttered, drool dripping onto the floor.

With a thrust of your arms, you overpowered the jackal, and held it to the floor with a foot on its chest and the pronged end pressed up against its forehead.

“Down,” You ordered.

The jackal was still, like it was in a trance. It reminded you of a dead insect, with it on its back and it’s legs bent. It breathed still, the jackal’s eyes watching you.

“Stay,” You ordered again, cautiously lifting your foot from its chest.

It stayed.

“Go back to your post, jackal,” You told it.

The jackal scrambled up and over to the empty stone stand over by the entrance and sat exactly like the one on the other side of the door. Slowly, it turned back to stone.

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Period headcannons with Eddie

A/n: I got mine today and it sucks. It hurts so bad today

I think Eddie’s a portable space heater

You wonder how he doesn’t get hot under all those layers

So when your period kicks in and you’re hurting, you know that only the heat of Eddie and the pressure of him can help you through the waves of pain

Which is what’s happening right now, it’s right after school on a wednesday and you’ve done your best to get through the day but to no avail

You’re on your back on Eddie’s bed, shirt on but no pants as the uncomfortable pressure of the jeans only made your suffering worse

Eddie’s in full attire, jeans, leather, and vest. His excuse is that it’s cold outside

It is so you believe him

But anyways, Eddie’s upper body is on you. His head on your chest so there’s a nice pressure on your abdomen and down

You’d have fallen asleep if it weren’t for the pain, which Eddie can feel when you tense up

Eddie helps you breathe through it, his arms around the curve of your back and you can feel his fingers rub when a particularly tough wave of pain goes through your body

“You want anything? Tea? Water? Soda?” He’d ask

“Sleep” you’d answer

You groan when he gets up

Eddie does quick work of shedding his jeans and jackets, shuffling his blankets down the bed so he can turn you onto your side and mold himself into you behind you, spooning you

He knows you like this, it’s the best way to get you to sleep

And when he rubs your back

But when you’re in pain like this he knows you like to be enveloped in his heat, his hands on you

Eddie moves your hair to the side and out his way so he can press kisses to the back of your neck as he rubs your lower stomach

Soon enough you’re more than halfway to dream town, the scent of Eddie taking over your sense of smell and the feeling of his hands gently rubbing your side lulling you to sleep

He knows your asleep by the way you breathe, and the way your body completely relaxed

Eddie can only pull you closer, nuzzling his face into your neck, rubbing your side until he falls asleep himself

274 notes - Posted September 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The Boys Reacting Towards Your Quirk

Paring(s): Izuku Midoryia x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader, Katsuki Bakugou x reader, Ejiro Kirishima x reader

Genre: this is more of a "meeting you for the first time", not really fluff but yeah

Warnings: little bit of violence, little bit of swearing, and bit of a lovestruck Kirishima

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Your Quirk: Hyena and Fire

With your mother having a hyena quirk and your dad having a fire quirk, you happened to be one of the very few to inherit both of your parents quirks.

With the characteristics of a hyena, including ears, teeth, claws, and tail, and the ability to emit fire from your body (like shouto), you make for a very interesting student at UA.

Though, these quirks don’t come without side effects, as in; cut lips from teeth, having to constantly cut/file down your nails, overheating, burns from emitting certain temperatures of fire, lose of your voice if breathing fire, and sometimes immobility from overworking yourself.

In fact, your hyena quirk also comes with an ability to eat, and that means big meals and many many snacks. But that also means energy to burn and it’s easier to workout.

But guess what?? These boys wouldn’t love you any less.

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Izuku Midoriya

You instantly catch his eyes at the UA entetance exam. With your unique laugh and your ability to slip out of opponents hands, he instantly starts making mental notes for his notebooks.

He’s shocked once he sees your fire as you blaze past him. His green eyes widen at the warm glory as you burn the ground behind you.

After the exam, he finds you holding ice to your face. Water dripping down your arms and your tomato colored face.

“You-You were really good out there!” Midoriya stammers.

You look up at his, eyes flitting over his form before nodding.

“Thank you. You were pretty good too, despite your broken arms,” You look between his bandaged arms.

He was like 1/8th of a mummy, though you wouldn’t tell him that. It’s rude.

“Midoriya,” The green haired boy introduces, “I hope you get into UA!! I-I’d love to see you around more!!”

“Me too, Midoriya. I hope to see you around,” Your flick your ears as a loud voice sounds over the speaker.

A few days after the entrance exam, you’re put into the hero provision course and training starts with Sensei Aizawa.

The girls of glass 1-A take a liking to you quick, with your strong, unladylike (as Mineta says) quirks.

The more you show your quirk and the more you train, the more Midoriya keeps writing his notebook. He’s drawn a little figure of you, arrows pointing to where your hyena quirk shows. He has detailed explanations all over your page.

Midoriya notices, after some weeks, training is noticeably hard for you.

The strong rays of the autumn sun wear you out fast. You overheat quickly. Training on shaky legs, blurry vision, and messy flame practice, Aizawa will let you take breaks in between training sessions.

After noticing this, Midoryia looks out for you. Going up to your guy’s intimidating teacher to tell him you need a break, and fetching you water and ice before going back to work.

Speaking of ice, at the end of the day, class 1-A often finds you laying outside in the shady, grassy part of the training area in a large pile of ice, which is quickly melting due to your heat.

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peak-squeek · 4 years

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I've looked around Tumblr, Ao3, and even Wattpad to find a fanfic that has Ryan and Shane from Buzzfeed Unsolved talking to a teenage ghost who is a Shaniac. Maybe her mother started to believe that there was a ghost in her house after her daughter committed suicide, believing it to be her daughter she calls the ghoul boys since she and her daughter used to watch them together. And at some point the mother talks to the daughter through the spirit box or something. If anyone finds a fic or uses this to write, PLEASE please please please tag me or something of the sort because I would love to read it. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

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bastillewolf · 4 years

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Ghoul Omens (Oneshot)

Pairings: Demon! Shane Madej / Angel! Reader

Summary: When the Ghoul Boys and their cameraman relapse on the time Shane got scared at the Waverly Hills Sanatorium, the man in question seems to be holding back what particular noise had made him so very frightened.

Warnings: Ghosts! The supernatural! The Ghoul Boys! Fluff!

Notes: You don’t need to have seen Good Omens to read this. It’s Aries season day one and I’m really just feeling up for writing whatever I want to write. Hope you enjoy!

Ghoul Omens - Oneshot

“Well, do you believe in ghosts, first off?” Ryan asked.

It was the Unsolved Almost 70th Episode Retrospective, and the Ghoul Boys had decided it was as good a time as any to reveal the face of their camera man to ask him some questions. Of course, Ryan had started with the most obvious one.

“Uh, no,” Mark replied almost instantly. Ryan pulled a face, nodding his head in shameful acceptance, “Okay. Are you- Uh, are you ever scared in any of these places?”

“Yeah, definitely in the beginning I was a little bit more scared, to be honest. But then, like-“

“You sort of steeled yourself?” Shane supplemented.

“Yeah. I’d say, like, the more we do it, we just get used to it. The most scared I’ve gotten was when we shot Waverly, because it was just so creepy- and that was the first time Shane actually got scared.”

“That was the first building we’d been to where I think all of us were kind of, like, ‘wow, this place is kind of terrifying!’”

“It’s comically horrific,” Ryan added, and Shane nodded in response, “Yeah.”

“There’s also that weird noise in the tunnel that both of you heard,” Ryan noted.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Mark agreed, “So, when we were in that Body Shute, uhm, we were hearing this croak sound, and I was like, ‘it’s just a frog’. But then Shane’s just like, ‘what is that?’, and Shane… suddenly bolted. And if Shane runs, and I’m left behind, I’d be terrified, because if Shane’s terrified, I must be.”

“It must be something real, then,” Ryan concluded.

“Yeah,” Mark and Shane both said.

And oh, how Shane had been terrified in that moment.

It started with a screeching noise.

“…Did you hear that?” he called out.

His voice was an echo down the dark tunnel.

“What the fuck was that noise?” he repeated.

“I don’t know, but that wasn’t me-“ Ryan replied.

The silence that followed lasted for no longer than a moment, because whatever the noise was that Shane heard next, made a shiver run down his spine. “Uh, guys?”

He wasn’t proud to say it, but he’d bolted back up that tunnel and through the doors outside before anyone else had. The perks of being 6’ 4” and having long legs, he supposed. Mark had remained frozen, only being able to move when Ryan had finally reached him.

The cool breeze was what made Shane let out the breath he’d been holding while he had been running. His heart was pounding, and he didn’t even know why he had let himself get to this point.

When the adrenaline seemingly started to dissolve, it received an immediate returning spike when Shane heard the same screech right by his ear. He jumped back as fast as he could, flinging his arms around violently. He didn’t hit anything, however.

Instead, he was faced with the sight of a woman, holding her stomach and doubled over in laughter.

“Goddammit!” Shane yelled, “You scared the shit out of me!”

“You should’ve seen your face,” she gasped gleefully, “It was priceless.”

He grabbed her arm and led her to the edge of the forest, in case Ryan and Mark decided to finally get out of that tunnel.

“You shouldn’t even be here,” he hissed.

She took a moment to catch her breath, before waving him off. “You shouldn’t be here either, Shane. What are you still doing with this human?”

He shrugged, “It’s fun. Besides, if I wasn’t there, who would keep all the ghouls away?”

She gave him a look. “I think the only ‘ghoul’ he should be scared of is you.”

“You insult me,” he gasped, holding his chest in exaggerated pain, “To be lowered to such standards.”

“Ghouls might be low on the ladder, but demons aren’t any better.”

He snorted, his eyes momentarily flashing to their original state, which was a deep black. She noticed it happened more often when she was around, whenever he was feeling amused or relaxed. “You just pulled a prank on me to scare me. Seems like you angels aren’t perfect either.”

“Just because we’re good of heart, doesn’t mean we can’t have fun. Besides, that was payback for what you did in that church in San Jose,” she said.

“Oh, come on,” Shane groaned, “I only disrupted his futile attempt to turn Ryan’s half-empty bottle into holy water.”

“It’s disrespectful. And it could’ve helped him finally get rid of you, for one.”

He chuckled.

“Besides,” she added, “I was the one who had to cover for you. Had to say there were some ghouls messing with the church to the big boss.”

“Oh, dear! Isn’t lying a sin in your culture?”

“Shut up. I technically didn’t lie, since in social standards I deem you to be as low as a ghoul, anyway.”

“You always have to say such hurtful things, angel.”

“Only because you leave me no other choice, demon.”

When Ryan finally reached him, he was gasping for air. “Where did you go, man? We’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

“Oh, right. Sorry, I thought I saw something in the forest. Wanted to take a closer look,” Shane automatically replied.

“Really?” Ryan’s eyes widened as he scanned the area around him.

“No, you idiot,” Shane snorted, “I had to, you know, relieve myself. There isn’t a working toilet anywhere near us.”

The shorter man rolled his eyes. “What happened down there anyway? Mark said you heard a noise?”

“Yeah, it was probably just the wind.”

Shane knew it frustrated Ryan to bits whenever he blamed it on that, but at least he left him alone afterwards. He swore he could still hear the cackle of laughter in the back of his head.

It wasn’t until they’d settled down in their sleeping bags when he saw her again. She was huddled in a corner, her head resting against the graffitied wall.

“What are you still doing here?” he whispered from his spot on the floor. He propped his head up on his hand. “Shouldn’t you be in a luxurious hotel room eating crème brûlée right now?”

“I didn’t exactly plan this visit. All hotels were apparently booked to the brim, and the next to closest one would have taken me all night to even get there.”

He sighed. Lifting his arm so his sleeping bag opened up, he gestured for her to come over.

When they were both warmly settled with her head resting on his chest and his hand on her hip, she muttered, “Don’t think this makes everything you’ve done okay.”

He hummed, “Just go to sleep, angel. Pretend it’s like old times.”

Ryan moved uncomfortably.

“Shane?”

The man in question let out a sleepy noise in response, nuzzling his face deeper into the crook of the angel’s neck and inhaling her scent.

“Did you hear that noise? It was like someone was saying something.”

“It was probably just the wind, Ryan. Go back to sleep.”

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platonic-tony-stark · 4 years

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BuzzFeed unsolved

Warning: demon!Shane

Shane&Ryan: *filming a supernatural episode in a "haunted" house*

Y/n: *being a ghost there*

Ryan: is anyone here?

Shane: *seeing supernatural beings* *them being afraid of him*

Shane: any ghost preferably? *looking directly in Y/n s eyes behind Ryans back*

Y/n: *knocking on the wall behind them*

Ryan: *to shane* was that you?

Shane: *giving Y/n a look of "don't you dare"*

Y/n: *stomping around, mouthing "I'm not afraid of you" while smiling*

Ryan: *panicking* wHaT's hApPeNiNg?

Shane: *lying* there's someone upstairs

Y/n: *whispering* ~help me~

Ryan: stop messing with me, shane!

Shane: sorry

Y/n: ~Ryan~

Shane: >:(

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bunsolved-shaniac · 6 years

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Ryan Bergara and Shane Madej, 2089 Artist’s Name: Loui Zong

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧!𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ warnings: mentions of demons, ghosts, over all spooky stuff

↳ song: sweet dreams in sea major—miracle musical

masterlist!

• Shane leads an interesting life

• Er, afterlife, I suppose, considering he had only sprouted his black, fluffy wings after being plucked from the land of the living

• But I digress

• Besides—he was happy

• He had never been the kind of demon to engage in all that blood torture and acult shit anyways. Instead, he took pleasure in harmlessly scaring assholes or the occasion teenager that he would stumble upon durring the witching hour—although that was mostly code for a three am dunkin' doughnuts run

• "The munchies are a serious thing, Ryan. What can I say?" He had shrugged nonchalauntly once, grinning goofily down at his friend that had just been asking about the bags under his eyes—which resulted in tales of his midnight snack runs. You stood with your arms crossed not too far away, shaking your head slowly, but Shane could see the hint of a smile tugging at your lips

• "You really meet to get better sleep, dude. I'd hate to postpone filming for TMS, but you know I will if you aren't up to it. Doesn't mean that Steven won't give you hell for not letting him do his bit with Ricky though." Ryan had just sighed, rubbing at his own eyes as if the conversation itself had tired him out. But just like how Shane had noticed with you, he could see the ravenette resisting the urge to smile

• "I mean, insomnia is the first sign of possession after all. Can't have a supernatural being living inside of the company, our fans would give us hell." At last came his joke. It earned a snort from you, pleasing Ryan, whose eyes crinkled at the edges pleasantly

• Shane just grinned sharply

• If only you two knew

• That was another fun thing about his chosen predicament

• I mean, come on. A demon who's best friends with someone terrified of them? All the while pretending he doesn't believe anything of the sort? At this point, he should just up and leave for Juliard. A degree in acting was a shoe in for sure with how he had been living the past few years of his eternal damnation

• And it was all the more fun with you there as well, the yin to his and Ryan's yang. Always ready with just the right thing to say in the moment or a shitty pun you had heard the other day. Throw Steven in the mix and the four of you were thick as fucking theives

• There were some downsides though. With life (er, death?) there always was

• Ghost Files was one of the things Shane looked forward to the most at Watcher. Doing Buzzfeed Unsolved had been amazing, and even though he was an inhuman being that could crumble businesses with a flick of his pointed tail if he wanted to—demons did play a part in evil corporations after all—it felt liberating to build Watcher from the ground up with Ryan, Steven, and you.

• Plus, there was the added bonus of more shows now—one of which included puppets. He particularly enjoyed that one

• But Ghost Files was the crowned jewel. The one thing everyone—crew, audience, staff, even cameramen—looked forward to

• What can I say. Old habits die hard—and most of these people had been doing Buzzfeed Unsolved since they could properly hold a mic. It felt good to do something familiar

• And that's what it had been like for Shane. He was excited, no, downright giddy, to be back in the element of ghosts and ghouls

• It was fun to watch you and Ryan skirt around an entirely ghost free house, nerves on end as the two of you jumped every little noise. Most of which Shane made

• That's not to say that the three of you didn't find haunted places. Oh no. You most certainly did. The Sally House was the most memorable of them

• That demon really had been ready to kill Ryan and you that night. Right on the pentagram in the basement. But Shane had been able to coax (read: threaten) it into not doing anything but flash a flashlight once or twice

• But sometimes, his true form wasn't enough to spook off the spooks, so to say. It was rare, but occasionally some brave, or incredibly stupid, ghosts would try their luck at laying a hand on you or Ryan

• That got them a one way ticket to the second death they would ever have the pleasure of experiencing. The one delt out by Shane being arguably worse than anything that happened in their mortal lifetime

• He cared for his people. It was as simple as that. So what if that made him unethical as a demon. He played around with hand puppets half the time for fucks sake and he enjoyed it. He was far from an ethical demon at this point, and he was fine with that

• Didn't mean that having to ward off spirits didn't put him into a bad mood though

• Shane would probably never admit it, but the idea of something hurting you two while he wasn't there to protect you left a taste as bad as brimstone in his mouth

• "Shane? Dude, you're looking pale. Well paler than usual." You had stopped in the middle of filming once to comment on his appearance, trying to hide the way you sucked at your cheeks with anxiety. "Don't tell me you've finally cracked and begun to get scared by all this."

• Ryan had smiled at your joke. But the smile slowly slid off his face as he took another look at Shane, who was not laughing in the slightest

• "That Taco Bell we ate earlier didn't settle well, that's all." Shane's excuse was flimsy, but he couldn't care less right then. He just wanted to stay as close to you two and the crew as possible in case another spirit tried anything

• "Alright. But if you need to say the word and we can take a break." You said steadily, jabbing Ryan in the gut playfuly when he didn't automatically back you up

• "Yeah! Yeah, what they said. And jeez you didn't have to hit me so hard. Asshole—"

• "Oh you wanna go Bergara?" You had laughed, comically winding your arm up like Popeye used to do in the cartoons. Ryan scoffed, donning his Ricky Goldsworth voice as he began to fake fight with you

• The sight was enough to bring a small smile to Shane's face. The two of you always managed to do that

• "Nerds." He chuckled, bad mood already begining to lift a little

• "Loser." Both you and Ryan threw back the insult at the same time, laughing all the while

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zaraquinn · 5 years

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Ghost Hunting Getaway

Ryan Bergara - Ghost Hunting Date

Word count: 869

Ryan Bergara x Fem!Reader

Requested by: @occassionalfanficwriter

A/N: Another Buzzfeed one! This one, however, I did write it originally in a Fem!reader POV, but that is only mentioned once. You can definitely change the ‘girlfriend’ part to whatever you prefer it to and the rest seems like a non-binary POV after that. I really like writing this one and there was definitely a lot of things I wanted to add in (like a spirit box session for example) but since in Buzzfeed Unsolved episodes those interactions and discoveries are genuine, I don’t know how I would portray and put that type of that genuine experience we see in film, so I opted it out and did an ouija board instead. I hope it’s good and you like it!

Additional Notes:

Y/N - Your Name

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“So Ryan and I are going to Valhalla Cemetery to add on Ryan’s investigation to answer the question, ‘are ghosts real?’” You said with a warm smile. Doing the intro gave you a spark of confidence. “Although Shane is actually on vacation with Sara, I offered to travel with Y/N to this cemetery to hunt some ghouls.” Ryan looked at you as you lifted you go pro attached to your selfie stick. “As well as bring my lovely girlfriend on a ghost hunting date.” Ryan said with a sweet smile. His smile can light up the entire LA sky. Man, this boy can do wonders with just his smile. You could just appreciate everything about Ryan all day and night. The Good Ol’ Berg Mister definitely had your heart. His eyes glowed with adoration as he held your hand with a matching go pro in the other. “You ready?” He asked. “Yup. Ready to hunt these ghouls.” You said with a big smile and a quick peck on Ryan’s lips.

——

Personally you yourself wasn’t a skeptic nor believer. A ‘Shitfish’ Ryan and Shane would call it, but you were pretty lenient to some ‘evidence’. Some seemed legit, while others were complete horse-shit. Walking around you came around several graves until Ryan and the crew called you over to the big mausoleum. Ryan told the story of how a smaller plane had crashed into the structure, that was meant to honour those who died in plane crashes. The thought of it did make a small shiver climb your spine. “Okay, any spirits here wanting to speak with us, now is the time to make your presence known. We’re giving you one moment of silence to move something, make a sound or send us a sign. Silence begins now.” Ryan said as he held his microphone out to the open air. Nothing but cicadas echoed in the night as you looked around. Although from the flashlights, you saw some figure walking towards you and the crew. You crooked you head to the direction of the figure only to see it dissolve in front of your eyes. You scrunched your eyebrows, thinking it was your imagination. But then, you saw it again, but it was sitting on a gravestone not that far from Ryan. You bolted your head to look at it again, only for it to disappear. “What?” Ryan broke the silence, as he looked in the same direction you did.

“Nothing. It’s just my eyes playing tricks on me that’s all.” You dismissed it, truly hoping you could believe that yourself. Or was it? “Are you sure?” Ryan said holding your hand, getting a little paranoid when you said that. “Don’t worry about it Ryan, I promise.” You consoled him, your hand caressing his cheek before landing back in his hand.

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“So to finish our investigation date, we’re going to use Y/N’s Ouija board. You say this is a bunch of bullshit though, right?” Ryan said with a semi-laugh as he helped you unbox it. “Yeah sorry, Ryan. I mean if they sell it to children, it should be just another marketing scam toy that does absolutely nothing.” You shook your head in a ‘matter-of-fact’ expression. Ryan only scoffed, as you helped him getting everything ready. “Just watch, it’ll work Y/N.” he said.

——

As Ryan asked the first question, you felt absolutely nothing move. Nor a certain energy around you. Scoffing, you began talking, growing impatient at the ghost’s non-existent response. “Ryan, this isn’t going to work-“ “Wait! Look!” He suddenly cut you off, as you felt the planchet move on its own to the word yes. It moved at a fast pace, as Ryan’s eyes widened. “You didn’t do that, did you? Don’t fuck with me, Ryan!” You said in a panic. “No, I swear to God Y/N, I’m barely touching it!” He said as you see Ryan’s fingers almost hovering over the planchet. “My fingers are pressing hard on it, and I know I didn’t move it.” You said softly. This definitely added to their investigation. “Can you tell us your name?” Ryan asked as he looked around him; paranoid. The two of you felt something surround the two of you. A certain energy floated around the two of you. Although silence filled the graveyard air, the planchet didn’t move much after three more questions. Barely making out words the two of you ended the session with a goodbye. As it finished, you immediately found yourself in Ryan’s arms. You laid in his arms for a while, listening to the ghoul hunter’s breathing and heartbeat that filled your ears. “Are you okay?” You asked him, as he seemed more shaken than you did. “Yeah, yeah I am now, with you by my side.” He said as he gave you a kiss as his hands made their way to your waist. You gave a smile, playing with the collar of his jacket. “My ghoul hunter has some evidence to show Long Legs Madej doesn’t he?” You exclaimed happily with a warm smile; wanting to be back his spirits up. It seemed to have worked. “Oh definitely.” Ryan said with that amazing smile and laugh of his.

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demonwheezelikely · 6 years

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I’m currently working on a Shane Madej x Reader fic, as well as a Ryan Bergara x Reader fic. All gender neutral readers btw so no one feels excluded. And! I’ve created a ghost character so if y’all wanna hear about him in the mean time lemme know. :)

#ryan bergara x reader #shane madej x reader #shane madej #ryan bergara #ghosts

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hey-there-demons-the-boys-r-here · 7 years

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The Little Heart | Ryan Bergara x Reader

A/n: I couldn’t find a good gif for this one but, here is the first fan fiction I’ve written about Ryan so I hope you guys enjoy!

Reader’s pov:

My heart ached, its been almost a month since it happened. I’ve stayed in bed as much as I could since, Shane and Sara would invite me to go out with them but I never did. My whole world was turned upside down, my best friend was taken from me. I couldn’t just start going out for drinks acting like nothing happened.

I only left the house when I had to, for work or groceries. My friends tried helping me through it all but they gave up on me, I guess I was mourning too long. It was hard going back to work, everyone telling me how they were sorry for my loss. I hated it, I never felt like I had a good response. Soon people stopped talking about it, some new girl took his desk recently.

The accident doesn’t feel real, everything just felt empty, numb, pointless. I’ve definitely depended on Shane and Sara more than I should’ve. The work day went by painfully slow, just editing all day.

“Hey, hows it going?” Shane asked.

“It’s alright.” I sighed.

“Sara and I are going to this great sushi place after work. Wanna come?”

He could see my hesitation, I really didn’t want to go.

“Think about it?”

“I’ll think about it.” I nodded.

“Let me know when you decide.” Shane said as he started walking away.

Ryan would want me to go, but he would use anything as an excuse to go out with friends. It just made it hard, I didn’t want to be a third wheel. I continued to think about it, constantly debating whether or not I should go.

“You coming?” Sara asked.

“Yeah.” I smiled.

“Great.” Shane grinned.

I gathered my things and left to grab some sushi. It’s been awhile since I last ate sushi, Ryan wasn’t crazy about it but he always gladly agreed when I was in the mood for some. I walked with Shane and Sara to the restaurant near by. The place was tiny and dimly lit.

I ordered my favorite, a California roll. We chit chatted about work stuff, I think they were being cautious about what they brought up. But I started feeling like a third wheel after our food came, they started sharing their sushi with each other and doing other cute couple things. It became depressing to be truthful. When I finished my food, I decided it was time for me to leave.

“I have to leave now but thank you guys for inviting me.” I smiled.

“Alright well get home safe.” Sara smiled.

I felt a sense of relief as soon as I got outside. I didn’t have to force myself to hold a conversation or force a smile. Seeing them be a couple couple made it harder, I miss doing things like that with Ryan. I miss his smile and laugh, I miss everything about him. Tears started streaming down my face as I walked back to my car.

The apartment was silent when I walked in. I slipped out of my work clothes and into sweats and a shirt before crawling into bed.

“I’m tired of crying and feeling like this.” I sobbed.

I began replaying the night it happened. Ryan’s little brother Jake called me, to tell me Ryan was in a car accident, he was killed on impact. His voice burned itself in my memory, he tried to keep it together but couldn’t. Nobody could, the hardest thing I had to do was call Shane that night to tell him.

When someone who normally doesn’t show much emotion, cracks like that, its heartbreaking. The funeral was the worst, I just about lost it when I saw the casket. I couldn’t bring myself to see him like that, I wanted to remember all the good times. The more I thought about it, the harder I cried. My heart physically hurt, I buried my face into the pillow until I fell asleep.

“Baby, wake up.”

My eyes fluttered open to see Ryan sitting on the bed beside me. I immediately sat up and covered my mouth with my hand in shock.

“I’m sorry for putting you through this.” he spoke. “But it’s okay to move on, you deserve to be happy.”

I was completely speechless, this was the first time I was at a loss for words. As somewhat of a skeptic, this changed me into a believer.

“Promise me you’ll do that?”

I nodded.

“I’ll always be around, okay princess?”

I broke when he called me princess, the tears ran down my cheeks.

“Shh, don’t cry.” Ryan’s voice was soft and gentle. “I love you.”

He vanished after that, I turned on the bedside lamp.

“Am I going insane?” I questioned myself.

I went to the bathroom to splash my face with cold water. I wasn’t dreaming, after drying my face with a towel, I noticed a heart written in lipstick. The heart was wonky just like every heart Ryan drew on cards and notes.

“Did you really have to use my favorite lipstick? I have like 3 other ones you could’ve used.” I smirked.

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