#shane madej x reader

[kyleoreillylover]

Ryan Bergara x Fem!Reader Headcanons

Summary: What’s it like being best friends with Ryan Bergara?

A/N: In my Ryan mood and I can’t resist not writing him anymore! I barely see any Ryan x reader fanfics so I had to write one myself!

If you were not already a Boogara, he would absolutely do anything to try and convince you to become one.

Sends you videos and calls you at 3 am to share “evidence” that he had.

“Ryan, I am trying to sleep!”

“I’m sorry, I just needed to show this to you before I forgot to!”

You forward the videos to Shane and he always responds either with a “😂” emoji or just full on making fun of Ryan.

It is funny either way.

Shane is your shared best friend.

He likes to tease you and Ryan.

But he loves when you gang up on Ryan with him.

And you both tease him.

Ryan acts like he hates it but he secretly loves that both his best friends get along and are besties 🥹🥹

Shane sees you like an annoying loving sister.

Ryan is definitely the more protective out of the two of you.

You are super chill, and one thing everyone can agree on is that you are one of the sweetest people ever.

But it does lead to you letting people walking over you sometimes.

But you have Ryan!! And he does not let that happen. He doesn’t hesitate to step in and check a bitch if he sees you uncomfortable.

He hates seeing the people he cares about being hurt or treated like crap.

When you are with Ryan you both feed into each other’s recklessness. You might be calm and chill, but when you are with him, it is like all your fears go away and you can let go of responsibilities and common sense!

It also helps that you trust each other with your life, so you know the other would never lead you to getting hurt.

It does lead into both of you doing stupid shit, though that Shane makes fun of you for.

One time you convinced him to do the handcuffed for 24 hour’s challenge for a video, and you both lost the key within an hour 😭

You are also the scriptwriter for Buzzfeed Unsolved/Watcher, so Ryan sometimes will come to your house with the both of you and staying up late until 2 am searching for information about a case/ location and cracking stupid jokes

You once woke up to him laying on top of you, you in his arms and laptops and papers scattered across the desks, and your legs tangled together and him snoring in your ear.

You grabbed your phone, took a picture, posted it on your story maybe knowing the internet would explode, then snuggled into him and went back to sleep.

You are not on camera that much, usually you are behind it with the crew, but Ryan begs you to at least do the Postmortems/Debriefs with him and Shane.

You are hesistant at first, what is the fans don’t like you? Or they think that you are trying to get in between the ghoul boys?

Ryan assures you that they will love you.

And he is right!

They end up loving you and your dynamic with Ryan and Shane!!

Which gives you the confidence to go with them to ghost and crime sites.

Every time Ryan felt anxious and fearful, he would look at you and see you behind the camera and that makes him feel 1000 times better.

And if it got to the point that he was freaking out and panicking(like that ep where Ryan was laying on the floor and Shane was trying to comfort him) you’d get out from behind the cameras and hug and comfort him.

Because you can’t stand to see him like that

“Breathe Ryan, you’re good. You’re safe. Just breathe.”

If you were staying at a haunted hotel, if everyone was sleeping in separate rooms, he’d FaceTime you the whole night

There’s no way in hell he’d sleep through the night, and Shane would make fun of him if he called hum throughout the night

You didnt even have to talk to each other, your presence was enough for him

He’d wake you up randomly though if he thought he heard something in his room 💀

“Y/N! Y/N, Are you awake??”

You groggily woke up, moving your phone away from your ear at Ryan’s screams.

“What?? What happened?”

“…”

You let out a sigh at his silence. “It was your shadow, wasn’t it?”

“…..Maybe? But I swear I thought I saw something move!”

You rolled your eyes at the camera. “Go to sleep Ryan.” You ignored his voice as you went back to sleep.

The internet ships you guys a lot

They tend to do that with most male and female friendships online tbh

And it doesn’t help that the both of you can’t help but be naturally affectionate to one another.

Whether it’s wrapping an arm around the others shoulder, jumping on Ryan, scaring him and forcing asking him to give you piggyback rides and him throwing you onto his shoulder as revenge, the fans will eat up every moment.

You guys just find it hilarious 😭 It becomes a game between you guys to try and make the fans go insane 😭😭

You guys are honest with each other all the time and are open books with each other. If you are feeling down, he can tell just tell, no matter how hard you try. If someone is not good for Ryan, you will straight up tell him. He trusts your judgment because he knows it’s coming from a place of love and you rarely steer him in the wrong direction.

You tried to teach him to cook once and he almost burned your house down 😭 So he just randomly comes to your house to eat your food because he swears your cooking is the best.

Makes fun of your height. You're taller than him? It doesn't matter, your still getting attacked lol. You're shorter than even? Even worse for you, you can't make fun of him at all without him calling you a dwarf at least once.

He is a gymhead (He's not Biceps Bergara for nothing) and makes you go with him all the time. He claims you need to get stronger in case someone tries to attack you but you think it's cause he likes to see you suffer.

You take the ugliest pictures of him known to existence. He tries to delete them but you just keep getting more (Shane sends a lot to you but Ryan doesn't need to know that)

Acts like he hates your music taste to annoy you but secretly loves it

He drives you everywhere because you are quite literally the worst driver he has ever seen.

"Slow down, slow down, you almost hit that car!"

"It's not my fault they were in the way!"

"The light turned red and it was their turn!"

You force him to do Tiktok dances with you, and he's surprisingly not that bad at them?!! 😭

Whenever one of you needs comfort, no words are needed. You just wrap each other in your arms, the hugs and comforting presence silencing the outside world for as long as you both want.

All in all, Ryan would be a loving, playful best friend who holds you and your friendship close to his heart. He'd do anything for you to see you happy, he would make fun of you ( he is the only one allowed to do that) but would defend you in that same breath if anyone messed with you. He is truly grateful for you, and even though you guys joke and make fun of each other all the time, he makes sure you know it every single day.

[edgessunflower]

heyyyy soo im new here and i was wondering if i could get a shane madej and/or ryan bergara x reader (separate) with the “how long has has it been since someone hugged you?” or “can i hug you? you look like you could do with it.” from the touch starved prompts

sorry if its like odd or smth but you can skip this if you’d like lol im all nervy ive never requested anything before 😭🫶

Absolutely babes!

You needed this

Pairing: Shane Madej x Fem reader

Description: After having a rough day, your boyfriend helps in the sweetest way

You groan as you get out of your car and walk in your house only wanting to shower, change into pajamas, and watch tv but you stop when you smell food from your kitchen and hear music playing. You take your shoes off and walk in the kitchen to see your boyfriend Shane cooking and dancing to Let's groove by Earth wind and fire, you laugh as he dances while sprinkling salt in the pan as he notices you "Baby you're home how was your day?" you rub your face as he walks to you and puts his hands on your shoulders, you shake your head as you rub your temples and neck feeling the day physically wear on your body, "Can I hug you?" you nod and lay your head on his chest as he wraps his arms around your back and you wrap yours around his waist, you feel some of the stress melt away by the warm and long hug. "Go shower I got dinner going" you smile as you kiss his cheek, going upstairs and feeling the stress and frustration wash off from the hot water cascading down your muscles until the water gets cold, you change into your pajamas and head downstairs to see shane on the couch with both your plates on the coffee table making you smile big as you sit next to him and eat dinner while watching Star wars together "Thanks for all this sweetie" he shakes his head placing a kiss on your forehead as you lay on him with your head on his chest "You don't have to, you needed this for awhile" you smile as you hold hands feeling yourself grow drowsy until you fell asleep on him, he smiles as he moves you slowly to lay on the couch, he gently picks you up and carried you to bed joining you and having you back in his arms as he rubs your side with his thumb.

[sardonic-the-writer]

shane and ryan with a (platonic obvs) maybe like teen reader with autism

-bee

this is literally just me. you just described me. this isn't a request it's a call out

• Both of them are very accommodating

• I feel like each of them know to an extent that most of their audience is made up of neurodivergent people of all ages, so it doesn't faze them that much when you eventually tell them you're autistic

• But at the same time they'll get really concerned for you and some of the habits you have—like negative stims or meltdowns. Even when they don't need to be. Especially when they dont need to be. Maybe it's becuase you're way younger than either of them and they feel obligated to make sure you're doing alright, but Ryan and Shane can't help themselves

• "Hey dude. Why don't you stop doing that to yourself and use this toy instead? I found it at walmart, so it might not be the best but I remeber you using one of these the other day. Makes a little popping noise and all."

• A bit slow about it at first, not knowing if you actually need their litrle additions at all and they're just being weird, or genuinely helping

• But once you give them a thank you or they see you using a stim toy they got you, they'll fall into a more casual and joking routine

• Shane probably suggested letting you help on Puppet History instead of Ghost Files when it came down to things. Thought that the intense change in setting might freak you out when it came to filming in locations states away. At night. Hell it freakes Ryan out constantly, so he figured the former would be a better option. Plus you helped with some of the lore around it; hence some of the crazy ass decisions and lines you added in just to make you giggle (something Shane appreciated as well as the fans)

• Ryan one hundered percent sends you memes constantly, too. It's common knowledge both of them are aware of tumblr, and since this place is like a magnet when it comes to autism, he'd be really happy with himself when you respond to his texts with keyboard smashes and way too many exclamation points

• They keep a little collection of things like earplugs, fidgets, and bluetooth headphone for you around the office and other places too in the rare case you forget your own

• The boys definitely playfully bicker and pretend bribe you to become either a Shaniac or a Boogara. You have yet to actually tell them who you stand with since it's much funnier to see Ryan try and deflect all the jokes Shane makes at his expense surrounding his supernatural beliefs

[fic-recommended]

Shyan Fics

more to be added, if I feel like adding

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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.”

***

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.

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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

[greenmanalishi]

The John Wick franchise (2014-2023)

[michaelceraifhewasagirl]

hey whores so just one question what the fuck WHY IS MY SMUT BLOWING UP GET A GRIP PEOPLE

There is a perfectly good Pjo fanfic on my account and I would appreciate it if you SAVE YOUR SANTIY and read that 😆 on a real tho thank you so much for 700 and smth notes on the smut that is so insane

[itsss4t4n]

Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 19 now and write very rarely) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out or somewhat implied stuff tho).

My writing will be mostly pg 13 but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics, and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders). If its not included I will default it as gender neutral. :)))

I also write poly relationships and AUs.

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher, love triangles.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even though, in my opinion, i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Heartbreak high

Harper Mclean

Quinni Ghallager-Jones

Darren Rivers

Spencer "Spider" White

Anthony "Ant" Vaughn

Malakai Mitchel

Sally face

Sal Fisher

Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Charly Weasley

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Olliver Wood

Draco Malfoy (+6th year only)

Theodore Nott (+6th year only)

Marauders

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Evan Rosier

Barty Crouch jr

Pandora Rosier

Lilly Evans

Marlene Mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

Sebastian Sallow

Ominus Gaunt

Gareth Weasley

Poppy Sweetings

Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

Bob Andrews

Peter Shaw

Justus Jonas

Skinny Norris

Twilight

Jasper Hale

Emmet Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Esme Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Alice Cullen

Sam Uley

Paul Lahote

Charlie Swan

Leah Clearwater

Jacob Black

Pjo

Let me know if you want book or show

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Clarrisse La Rue

Selena Beauregard

Charles Beckendorf

Ethan Nakamura

Nico di Angelo (no romantic fem readers)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Will Solace

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Hazel Levesque (no romantic)

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Piper Mclean

Magnus chase

Magnus Chase

Samirah al Abbas ( no romantic)

Alex Fierro

Blitzen

Hearthstone

Mallory Keen

TJ (Thomas Jefferson jr)

MCU (Avengers)

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Sam Wilson

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

MJ

Wanda Maximof

Piedro Maximof

Clint Barton

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Kate Bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

Peter Quill

Daredevil (Season 1)

Matt Murdock

Karen Page

James Wesley

X-men universe

Deadpool

Wolverine

Francis

Xavier

Mystic

Angel

Kurt

Venom

Eddie Brock

DC

Harley Quinn

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

Wally West (youngJustice)

Artemis (young justice)

Roy Harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

Mal

Evie

Carlos devil

Jay

Benjamin Beast

Chad Charming

Audrey Rose

Jane

Lonnie Fa

Uma

Harry Hook

Gil

Rise of red

James Hook

Hades

Bridget

Ella

Cloe

Red

Morgie

Kingsmen

Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

Bette Whitlaw

Oren Lennox

Shane Madej (no romantic fem readers)

June Park

Jennifers Body

Jennifer Check

Colin Gray

Ever after high

all characters

Redacted Audios

(no x reader, just ships)

literally all characters

[skepticbeliever-bookclub]

Hey there, shippers & readers!

Ever wonder about the fics that don’t make it through the final round of voting for the bi-weekly read in the book club? You’re in luck!

The book club is structured so that we solicit nominations from our members, either based on a theme or a trope or simply a request for their favorites, and develop a list of ten nominations, which are then narrowed down to a top three. The top three fics end up in our weekend vote and the winner of that vote becomes our book club fic for that week.

This past week was a bit special! We announced the winners of our Q1 participation raffle, and one of our prizes was getting to select theme of our next read. Our winner selected Case Fic, and our members combed the tag for their nominations. 

The following are the runners-up to our winner, and are excellent cases to settle in with while you wait to see who we’re reading as a group this week. 

The Thrilling Case of the Mysterious Five - MiraclesofPaul

Shane has spent the last two years arguing with Agent Bergara, a crazy conspiracy theorist and believer in the supernatural. When a woman goes missing, they hit the road to investigate The Five, a cult that chases UFOs around the country.

Or

An X-Files AU if Mulder and Scully initially hated each other and constantly got into unprofessional arguments.

The Private Detective’s Songbook - ma_malice

The man who had rented the room before him had also been a PI, and so Detective Shane Madej’s door still read CC TINSLEY & ASSOCIATES, PRIVATE INVESTIGATORS in peeling gold letters.

Along with the door, he’d inherited Tinsley’s desk, his reputation, and one badly-lit corridor’s worth of neighbors. These included a disreputable tattooist, an off-book accountant and, of course, The Mystic Oracle: Spirit Connexions and Communications.

LA, 1927 – Shane’s a jaded Private Eye. Ryan’s a two-bit Spiritualist. Together, they’re going to solve a murder.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN US FOR OUR NEXT DISCUSSION? CHECK OUT THE FAQ, AND SEND US AN ASK! IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR FIC RECS, PLEASE CHECK OUT OUR READS, NOMINEES AND BOOK CLUB REC LISTS!

[edgessunflower]

Shane Madej Masterlist

You needed this

[sardonic-the-writer]

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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I posted 1,672 times in 2022

That's 1,109 more posts than 2021!

134 posts created (8%)

1,538 posts reblogged (92%)

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@netflix

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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

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#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:

#5

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

#4

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

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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.

218 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

#3

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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242 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

#2

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.

——

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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325 notes - Posted May 26, 2022

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[seaofghouls]

[Unsolved 2]

heya! we're back!

episode two <3

tags: @angelicsoul16

“This week we investigate The Whaley House in San Diego, California as part of our ongoing investigation to answer the question; Are ghosts real? This house was ranked as the most haunted house in America.” Ryan explained.

“Number one??” Shane gasped.

“Number one.” Ryan confirmed.

“Woah! Top of the pops!” You said. 

“We’re going to the top dog.” Ryan nodded.

Later on in the day, the three of you arrived at said location. You liked houses like this, it always had a real historical feeling to it. Like.. victorian. It was so pretty. 

“Here we are.” Ryan sighed.

“Y’know, we could get a nice drink after this, even if we get possessed.” You suggested.

“Oh, that’s right!” Ryan laughed with glee.

“You bet your ass we’re getting some brewskis after this.” Shane grinned.

“Alright! In we go, can’t stall forever, can we?” You hopped up the stairs.

Ryan seemed unnerved as you all entered the house, but you were just looking around. No doubt this place was expensive as hell. Especially in San Diego. 

“You could feel the history coming from the walls in here.” Ryan shuddered.

“Isn’t that wonderful, though?” Shane asked.

“Not when the history fights back!” Ryan shook his head.

“So, what’s first on the agenda?” You asked.

“An EVP in Violet’s room.” Ryan said, leading the way to her room. 

As they arrived, you looked around at the decor. Looks about par for the course. 

“This is the sorrowful room. Do you feel sorrowful in here?” Shane questioned.

“No, not particularly.” You hummed. “It’s a room.”

“Here we go, we’re going to be silent and allow for you to talk to us.” Ryan addressed Violet. 

…

Silence.

Until Shane yawns.

“Well, what a shocker, nothing happened.” You shrugged. 

“Yeah, it’s just a bedroom.” Shane stretched. 

“Alright, whatever guys. Let’s go to the next room.” Ryan rolled his eyes.

The next area was the courtroom. You never did like courtrooms. Not that you’ve been arrested or anything, they just make you nervous. 

“Spirit, if you’re here and you’re angry, Ryan would like to feel a shiver up his spine.” Shane said.

Nothing happened.

“It would appear that they don’t respond to specific requests.” He hummed.

“That’s true. You kinda just have to wait for it to happen.” Ryan sighed.

“Maybe it’s a good portal?” You suggested.

Ryan laughed. “Maybe, maybe.”

“Aw man.. My flashlight went out.” Shane said.

“Are- Are you serious??” Ryan asked.

Shane tried to turn it on over and over again, but to no avail. Each time spawned a resonating click from the flashlight. 

“Well damn.” You hummed. “That sucks.”

Ryan began to look around frantically. 

“What’s wrong, dude?” You asked. 

“I just heard the chair creak next to me. Maybe it’s old wood.. Yeah, that’s it.” He tried to rationalize. 

“Old wood doesn’t creak though.” You pointed out. 

“Oh man, I feel weird. Like all dizzy and gross.” Ryan said.

“Well, I’d say we’re obviously stepping into supernatural territory.” You laughed.

“Welp! That’s enough of that.” Ryan stood up with a panicked look.

“Wait wait, make Shane do it!” You interjected.

“If you say so! But, you have to do it too.” Shane shrugged.

Shane sat down in the chair and nothing really happened. You waited but Shane just tapped his foot impatiently. 

“Welp, your turn Y/N.” Shane stood up with a stretch.

You sat down with a sigh. Your eyes scanned around the room, taking in the house to distract yourself. No creaks, but you did feel weird. Like a nauseating feeling churning in your stomach. You could feel something was off and yet, no harm could be done. 

“You alright, N/N?” Shane asked.

“Ugh, no. I feel like I’m gonna be sick. I hate it here.” You admitted.

Shane seemed to notice something from above you and narrowed his eyes slightly. You didn’t notice it, being too enveloped in your own thoughts. However, bit by bit, the sickly feeling started to diminish. You felt like you could breathe again. You quickly scrambled off of the chair upon feeling something snake around your ankle. Nothing was there, but you didn’t want to sit there anymore. 

“ALRIGHT WELL- Let’s go to the next room, shall we?” You suggested nervously. 

“Next is the parlor, one of the most active rooms in the building.” Ryan narrated.

“Great.” You said sarcastically, gritting your teeth. 

Shane patted your back. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Like I said, I’ll protect you!”

You sighed. “Sure, fine. Whatever you say.”

The three of you entered the parlor and you could already feel something off. You didn’t want to look for ghosts anymore. To be honest, you were terrified. 

The three of you had to take turns being alone in the room to talk to Yankee Jim. Five minutes, tops. You could do that, right? He’s just a funky ghost, he can’t hurt you. You knew that, but at the same time.. You were scared. You went after Shane did. No doubt he was goofing off the entire time. 

“...” You didn’t want to talk. You had to, but you really didn’t want to.

“Hey dude. I uh.. My name is Y/N. I hear you like boats..?” You mustered out. 

Silence. More silence. You could hear your own breathing, panicked and tight. If someone were to drop a pin, you would be able to hear it. You found yourself rocking back and forth, you didn’t know what else to do. 

“Time's up!” You heard.

“Oh thank the gods.” You breathed out, practically scrambling out of the parlor. 

“How was it?” Shane asked.

“Terrifying.” You sighed.

“How so?” He raised an eyebrow.

Ryan had already gone into the room for his turn. 

“Very dark.. I don’t like the darkness. Makes me feel, I dunno, just completely alone.” You explained.

You could hear Ryan screaming. That’s about par for the course. 

“That’s an understandable fear. Much more understandable than ghosts.” He laughed to himself.

“But really, just know that you’re not alone. Not as long as I’m here. Whenever you need me, I’ll always be here.” He put a hand on your shoulder.

You smiled. “Thanks, Shane.”

“Anytime, N/N.” He said.

Ryan finally stumbled out, looking panicked. Not too much of a surprise. 

“Welp- Let’s get the HELL out of here!” He said.

You nodded, following after Ryan while Shane followed after you. What he said was true. As long as he was around, you’d never be alone. He had you right in his grasp and he’d be damned if he let you slip. 

You’d always be safe as long as he was around. Even if he had to fight God or Satan himself, he’d protect you with all that he has. 

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requested by anon “hiiiii ‼️ local unsolved simp here, i wanted to ask if you could maybe write something with prompts 74 and 75 with shane x reader? maybe like there’s some mutual pining and they kinda flirt but deny their feelings and ryan is kinda just there like BRO PLEASE. remember if you don’t want to write this it’s completely fine and i hope you have a lovely day 💞💞”

im ending my writing prompts,, feel free to rq before they’re gone

imagine flirting back and forth with shane madej

“ha-ha,” you sounded plainly, staring up at shane’s twinkling gaze boringly. ryan had just entered the break room, almost rolling his eyes when he saw the two of you together. typical.

“i know im hilarious, you don’t have to pretend,” shane waved, raising his coffee cup to his smirking lips.

“bite me,” you mused, raising your eyebrows at him tantalizingly. shane just shrugged.

“if you insist.”

you scoffed as you finished stirring your tea, flinging some warm droplets from the spoon at him. he just quietly snickered before you left the room, giving ryan a quick greeting as you passed.

ryan looked to shane, who nodded at him in greeting. “when’s the wedding?” shane gave him an unamused look as ryan moved to make his own drink. “you two get flirtier and flirtier every day, huh?”

shane rolled his eyes with an insistent, “we’re just friends.”

“that’s not what it looks like,” ryan laughed out. “either you’re oblivious as shit, or the bet we have going around the office is a figment of my imagination.”

shane furrowed his brow. “there’s a bet going around the office..?”

“you didn’t hear it from me,” ryan clarified, and shane nodded respectfully, “but im about to win twenty bucks from kelsea.”

[benjamintwine]

leaving it up to you

shane madej x reader

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under any other circumstances, i never would have liked this place. in la, either the buildings were gorgeous, or they were copycats. this was a copycat. but it was our building, and the thought of her and i was more important than complaining about the structure of this place. 

the walls were the same gray color they always had been, the bushes outside were an eyesore of what is considered modern, but all i could see was her when i looked at them.

today, i had to go to another wedding. bad day for a marriage, considering the current downpour la hadn’t seen in a very long time. i decided to take that as a sign of good luck, as (y/n) always loved the rain. she said that rain in la meant good things would happen, since it was very sparse, and i always took that as her trying to pretend it didn’t suck to get wet. 

the wedding part of the day was boring. the new bride and groom were people i don’t know that well from work, but i was happy to attend. they looked very nice, and the ceremony was beautiful, just not something i would choose to do for fun.

the reception was loud. people danced in the middle of the room, somehow already drunk, yet all i could find myself doing was looking for (y/n). i wanted any reason to be able to talk to her again.

and then, she appeared at the end of the bar, ordering a drink. she turned around and glanced across the room. when we made eye contact, her nod was slight, but i knew that it was for me. as i made my way over to her, i didn’t know what we should talk about. 

“(y/n), hey.” i smiled. (y/n) turned to me, and a smile graced me. i would not allow myself to be sucked into her love tonight. ryan had told me before i came that she may be dating someone, and getting my hopes up isn’t going to help me now.

“hey, shane.”

“didn’t think you were coming.” i nodded. 

“very late. my heel broke.”

“so... how have you been?”

“uh, pretty good.” she nodded. (y/n) took a drink from her glass. “what about you?”

“i’m alright.” 

“kinda weird, being back here, isn’t it?”

i shrugged. “not really. i love this place.” 

“oh, yeah?” she looked at me. “why’s that?”

suddenly, i was sucked back into her love and my hopes were up. it was the way she looked at me. she knew why. which is exactly what i said. 

“i feel like you’re aware.” 

she smiled, and i no longer felt like the conversation was painful. talking to (y/n) always was like this: something i didn’t need to think about. i can just talk to her, and i feel like i am home.

the night rolled on, i felt like i hadn’t had this much fun in a very long time. her laughter made me feel good again, the way i always felt when she laughed. 

“so, i fall down right in the middle of the sidewalk. my heel breaks off, which means i have to turn back around and go to the first store i can find that would have shoes for less than twenty dollars,” she tells me. 

“i mean, you found them at least.” 

“no, i bought super glue at target, and i’m just hoping now.” she showed me the line of where it had broken. 

“so, i guess that means you wouldn’t be able to dance tonight?”

her face went slightly rosy, and (y/n) took a small drink from her glass. “i can probably do that.” 

i extended my hand to her. she had almost accepted my invite, but the loud beeping of her phone distracted her. the caller id flashed on the bar, which made (y/n) roll her eyes. 

“i, uh, need to take this,” she told me, hopping down from her stool. (y/n) took her phone away, and i noticed the careful steps she took on the snapped heel. i watched the slumping of shoulders as she spoke, before becoming tense, and the blush was replaced with an angry eyebrow. no one but me seemed to see her distress, but i also felt like it wasn’t something for me to see, so i turned away.

 when she came back, i felt the tense feelings evaporate, and she smiled at me. 

“are you alright?” 

(y/n) tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “yeah. my, uh.. ex-boyfriend just called. i told him i was busy.” 

“oh?”

“yeah. so, about the dance?”

[specialagentlokitty]

Shane x reader - Gone, but not for good

How about a sad Ryan Bergara or Shane Madej x reader? Maybe she/he/they dies and they witness it? - Anon ❤️

A/N: this is my first time writing Shane and ta been a while since I’ve watched them sorry if it’s bad!

Shane was always so busy, you couldn’t help but admire him. Although it probably didn’t look like it to the public, he was always doing something.

You would go around with them on their trips, organise things like where can they stay and such, you were much like a personal assistant to both Shane and Ryan, the pair loved you with all their heart.

As you watched the boys from across the road talking to their camera, you couldn’t help but smile.

It was a cool evening, and the breeze made you shiver a little bit but you enjoyed it, it was peaceful and quiet.

You could softly hear Shane’s voice drift from across the street until he stopped talking and looked over.

“(Y/N)! Come here!” He yelled happily.

“Why?” You called back.

“You’re joining us!” Ryan replied.

With a soft chuckle you shook your head a little and started to make your way across the road, a smile on your face and as you got closer you could see the smiles on theirs.

You connected eyes with Shane who looked really excited and laughed again.

“What’re you planning?” You asked teasingly.

“Nothing! I’m hurt you’d even assume such a thing!” He mocked.

“Uh-huh, sure.” You teased.

As you were crossing to their side a pair of lights shone in the corner of your eye, a horn sounded.

You saw Shane and Ryan’s face slowly become filled with horror but before you could react everything went black.

“(Y/N)....” a voice sounded faint.

Pain was radiating all over your body, you couldn’t move. It was like you were strapped down.

You opened your eyes, but everything was too blurry to make out.

“(Y/N)!” The voice yelled again.

You tried to search for the voice as your vision started to clear up a little. That’s when your eyes met his. His eyes were shining with fear and worry, glasses over with tears as he stared at you.

“Sh... Shane...” you gasped out.

He laughed weakly and nodded his head. That’s when you noticed how he was sat. Your head must have been in his lap because he was right above you, staring down at you. His fingers brushing through your hair, moving strands away from your face.

“Ryan’s getting help, you’ll be alright...” he whispered.

You simply nodded, finding it to be too much effort to talk.

Slowly reaching up a hand, you ignored the dull pain that emitted from doing so and searched around blindly. Your hand patting the floor until you raised it just a little and found his. Taking Shane’s hand, you let out a deep breath.

“Shane...?” You asked weakly.

“I’m right here.” He replied gently.

You opened your mouth but no words came out, so you closed it again. Thinking carefully if the words you wanted to say before trying again.

“I’m... scared...”

“It’s alright, I know you’re scared sweetheart, but I’ve got you. You’ll be okay.”

Shane sounded so sure of himself, but you weren’t that sure. The pain was starting to fade and you didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing, but you said nothing.

Both of you stayed silent for some time, neither of you speaking a word and slowly your eyes started to slip shut.

Shane didn’t notice, he was too busy anxiously watching for the ambulance. He never noticed your eyes slowly closing, or your chest slowly stopping.

The only time he noticed was when your hand started to slip from his.

“(Y/N)?!”

Shane snapped his attention back to you and gently shook you.

“Wake up!” He pleaded.

He leant down, trying to listen for your breathing, but he heard nothing and tears started to slip down his face.

That’s when he heard the ambulance but it was still to far away, it was too late now.

You’d gone, you’d left them there.

You stood, ghostly form watching over them with tears in your eyes. Kneeling down next to Shane, you gently placed a kiss to his cheek.

“I love you... and I’m sorry..” you choked out.

With that you stood and watched everything, the EMTs taking you away, having to pry Shane off you.

Shane and Ryan hugging it out, hanging around for a while before slowly packing up their stuff.

Shane standing looking directly at you but not seeing you for a few moments before he got into the car, your hoodie held tightly in his arms as he sat down.

Then that was it, time seemed to slip by in the blink of an eye, people coming and going without a thought, people laying flowers where you had died. It made you smile.

You weren’t sure how long had passed, but as you sat under that tree, you couldn’t help but notice a familiar car pulling up, a smile on your face. Maybe this is what you needed before you left for good

[michaelceraifhewasagirl]

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