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Freaky Monday - drunkkenobi | 13k, T, Shyan tags: bodyswap, established relationship, mild angst, canon compliant boner humor

Annie’s bag fell off her shoulders while Katie covered her mouth in shock. “Steven?!” Steven finally stood up, brushing off Ryan’s black jeans. “In Ryan’s flesh.” “Oh god, don’t say that,” Ryan grimaced. “And that’s Ryan?” Katie asked, pointing at him and then at Shane. “And Shane…?” “Yeah,” Steven confirmed. “Oh. This is bad,” Annie said, biting her lip. “Nailed it,” Ryan told her.

Don't Ever Change - ouijaboy (nbfutureboy) | 1.7k, T, Shyan tags: stakeout, domestic fluff, banter, first kiss, friends to lovers

“Look at how clear the night turned out! There’s not a cloud in sight!” Ryan shifts grumpily again, and tucks his hands into his armpits. “Or a flying saucer. You’ve made your point, man.” [Ryan takes Shane UFO-watching. It goes about as well as expected.]

That Inky Black Mare called Jazz - Fraudgara | 5k, E, Morbian tags: alternate universe, public blow jobs, semi-public sex, humor, crack treated seriously, rimming, too much mention of Jazz, why is Morris Ashley so aggressively heterosexual

A saxophone player. He was an image. Elevated only by the stage platform, he fixed a quick look at the warm bulb of light spilling over his curtain of curly, inky black hair. His gaze seemed auburned by the stare of the audience as he laid the mouthpiece reed to his lower lip, a tiny little sneer on his mouth before he played his first note; as if knowing in those milliseconds just what he was about to do to every single soul in the room. A trill of notes and practiced fingers on the flat keys of his woodwind. His hips followed the notes, starting to sway as his bare chest flexed over a pair of lungs that could blow a hole in Morris’ sweet long life. “Oh, my stars…” Morris uttered, taking a hurried, deep gulp of his sugared scotch to assuage how dry his mouth had gone. -- Sometimes a chance encounter between a Professor of Extreme Science and a saxophone player changes the world.

Didn't read the fine print - Ren_Saxon | 13k, M, Shyan tags: demon!shane, kissing, implied sexual content, getting together, internalized homophobia, jealous!shane, jealous!ryan

“Kiss one Ryan Bergara,” Shane muttered under his breath. “Okay. Sure. How hard can that be? If I hurry, I’ll be back by tea time.” Shane did not make it home by tea time. In fact, it had been months now and he still wasn’t home. It wasn’t his fault, really. He was kind of stuck trying to gayly seduce a guy who built pillow walls between them in an attempt to physically manifest “no homos”. Shane is a demon tasked with the mission to corrupt Ryan's soul via seduction. He's not doing a very good job.

winter cider tastes the sweetest - PhyllisDietrichson | 4k, T, Shyan tags: alternate universe - medieval, winter solstice, alternate universe - fantasy, getting together

The scent of apples wafts beautifully in the warming morning air, and Ryan silently mouths a thank you in Shane’s direction. Shane only grins at him. And nestles the hand that Ryan held before close to his heart, to keep it warm.

"Dave, are you there?..."