u guys got any real tear jerkers with happy ending?
Raising Indy - punk_rock_yuppie | T, 50k, Complete
Maybe it’s sort of strange, to ask your best friend to raise an interdimensional baby with you, Ryan wonders.
You Make the World Seem Bigger - beethechange | E, 40k, Complete
The creature stirs. She squirm-drags herself down until she’s on Ryan’s belly, and then she noses at the pocket of his hoodie. Ryan gently tucks her in so only her head is visible, and they both watch as she sighs happily and burrows into the warmth.
Ryan looks up at him, beaming. It is, Shane has to admit, very cute.
“Ryan Bergara, Father of Goat-Dragons,” Shane says. “I can’t believe she already likes you best.”
“Yeah, well,” Ryan says. “You tried to name her Snooki and turn her over to the state of California, so you reap what you sow.”
OR: Ryan and Shane film a Supernatural episode in the Pine Barrens on the elusive Jersey Devil. They don’t manage to find it, but a few months after filming, one definitely finds them. And it’s decided they’d make great adoptive parents.
Maelstrom - liminalweirdo | E, 40k, Complete
Here’s the thing about driving halfway across the country to see someone. You can’t really deny, after that, that you’re pretty much head over heels for them.
Nothing But My Aching Soul - That_Place_Between_Sleep_and_Awake | T, 2.5k, Complete
Decades in the future, Shane is in a retirement home and telling a new friend about his old friend.
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"Shane shook his head, his eyes growing soft. 'No, I’ve not seen him in a long time. Not since he was in his forties. I know he’s in his seventies, but I still think of him as I remember him.'
'How do you remember him?' Macy asked, leaning forward and cupping her chin in her hand.
'Young, strong… he was beautiful… I was a little bit in love with him, you know?'"
everything i love gets lost in drawers - beethechange | E, 15k, Complete
“Seriously. No bullshit.” Ryan’s frowning now, his head cocked like he doesn’t understand Shane at all. He’s probably imagining himself on the back of a magnificent steed, crusading into battle, shirtless for some reason because that’s the kind of guy he is. “If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?”
“Not a single thing. Time Scout’s honor,” Shane insists, holding up three fingers. “You don’t meddle with that shit, man. That’s how you end up starting a world war or seducing your own great-great-grandmother or something. I’m not about to return to 2021 and find out I’ve got a jaw like a Habsburg.”
Or: Shane Madej has a funny new t-shirt, a decade of regrets, and a time travel dick appointment, in that order.
two to fall apart - literalmetaphor | T, 38k, Complete
“I know you’re sitting over there, probably like, ‘oh, Ryan’s such an idiot, he’s afraid of ghosts but not serial killers.’”
“I’m thinking your sense of self-preservation is a sham. You absolutely seek out things that you believe are a danger to your person.”
“And you're so incredibly invested in my person?”
“I am! I enjoy your person. I would like it not to be carved up and put on a Christmas display.”
Ryan laughs, and Shane can’t begin to fathom how that’s even remotely funny.
Ryan wants to investigate a case that's just a little too recent for Shane's tastes.
Collide - needywitch | E, 35k, Complete
Ryan is desperately in love with his best friend.
objects in mirror are closer than they appear - uneventfulhouses | E, 21k, Complete
Inside the bathroom, Ryan’s standing in front of the mirror, the water on, but his hands are by his side. Shane regards him curiously, but Ryan ignores him, keeps his eyes on himself.
Shane walks over to one of the urinals and starts in on his belt, and when he looks up, he looks into the mirror, and Ryan’s already gone and stepped away.
Ryan’s reflection doesn’t follow him. Shane feels a shock catapult and slam into his solar plexus.
Shane stares, his fingers stilled on the buckle of his belt as Ryan’s reflection stares back at him. The door to the bathroom closes, and the image in the mirror stutters, before it moves quickly, like a 4x scrub on a video.
Shane blinks at his own reflection in the mirror, quickly and frantic, waving his arms, forward stepping and back. Nothing out of the ordinary happens.
or; sometimes things aren't always as they seem.
we were wrecks before we crashed into each other - uneventfulhouses | E, 24k, Complete
Cleo’s smile is soft. “Shane told me his memory. What’s yours?”
“Less about memories,” Ryan says truthfully. “More about the future. Where we’ll be and such.”
Arching a brow, she drops her arms, so she clasps her hands in front of her hips. “Where do you think you’ll be?”
Ryan laughs. “Dunno.” He isn’t brave enough to say that he does know that Shane will be there, somewhere, wedged between the regular, the obtuse, the breathtaking, the wild. The generic and the extraordinary. The weird and the wonderful.
or; this week on Weird and/or Wonderful World, Shane and Ryan visit a record shop.
Ghosting - Girlwithgoggles | T, 6k, Complete
Shane dies, and Ryan's world falls apart. Then a pen rolls off Ryan's coffee table.
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