Any good fics where either Ryan or Shane are transgender?
we’ve got quite the batch!
Artifice - InkStainsOnMyHands | E, 3.5k, Complete
Ryan certainly didn't expect to see this when investigating the abandoned mansion hidden away in the Hollywood Hills. When he peeked through the grime-stained window on the lower floor of the house, he expected to see chipped paint, rotten wood, and the general decay that had been seen on the outside. Instead, he was greeted by the sight of writhing bodies atop lavish, updated furnishings while flamboyantly dressed costumers marveled at their displays.
Had he stumbled onto the set of a historical pornography? Everyone, from the passionate couples (threesomes, foursomes, holy fucking shit) to the spectators, obscured their faces with adornments more commonplace during masquerades.
This is some Fifty Shades of Grey shit right here, what the actual fuck?
You’re Mine - InkStainsOnMyHands | M, 1.8k, Complete
Ryan changes during the course of his relationship with Shane.
Unconventional - InkStainsOnMyHands | E, 3k, Complete
...In that moment, [Shane] can’t find an elegant way to ask, “Hey, you’re exceptionally healthy, have a great personality and are well-educated. Want to be my baby’s daddy?”
Shane and Ryan take an unconventional path to parenthood.
my favorite pick-me-up - mothmanfucker666 | E, 3.4k, Complete
Now that he's started noticing Ryan, he can't stop, and with his body adjusting to the new boost of testosterone — well, Shane finds himself popping inopportune boners like it's his first year on T all over again.
Bricks - breathtaken | M, 9.8k, Complete
She’s – she’s a girl. A woman. And that feels real nice, it warms her from the heart outwards, but at the same time it’s like – there’s a half-remembered memory of a cartoon sequence, of one character building a wall while the other one tries to tear it down at the same time, pulling the bricks off the wall over and over while the first character keeps on stacking them up. Every little interaction that reinforces her image as A Man is another brick, and there’s a lot of them and only one of her, alone behind the wall, getting tired.
You Can't Buy Love (But You Can Rent It, For 3 Minutes) - HeavyMetalMothman | M, 2k, Complete
Shane's getting over a totally super mutual breakup, his friends drag him to a strip club to have some fun for one night.
How is it his fault he's the idiot that fell in love with a stripper?
bodys - worthageatrois (palisadespalisades) | E, 4.1k, Complete
i know that i don’t talk a lot
but i know that you don’t care a lot
as long as we move our bodies around a lot
we’ll forget that we forgot how to talk
every other wednesday, like clockwork, ryan gets antsy. shane wants to — no, needs to know why.
(spoiler alert: he's horny.)
let me in - poetdameron | E, 28k, Complete
After a big fight between them makes filming a living hell for everyone, Ryan and Shane get lost in the Mothman's woods. Having to face their major fears alone in the middle of the night while caring for another lost child in a cryptid's forest was not what any of them expected after getting married.
packin' heat - ficfucker | E, 2k, Complete
ryan battles dysphoria as best he can
Anatomy of a Vampire - Ghoulboyboos | E, 23k, Series incomplete
“Hey, little guy.” He mutters and rubs Ryan’s arm. “It’s fine.”
“I know it’s fine.” Ryan says, suddenly feeling a bit snappy. As if to underline the statement, he undoes the rest of the buttons without looking at Shane and shrugs off the shirt, letting it fall into the crook of his elbows. He can hear a soft, hissing inhale.
Ryan has no problem being shirtless anymore. Since the scars on his chest healed he has been working out a bit, giving himself a nice, toned upper body without going too much for the bodybuilder type. He thinks it’s quite attractive, mostly, and going by the way Shane’s eyes widen he might think similarly. Ryan could make himself believe that it’s just because of skin and body heat and the implication of getting blood soon, but Shane’s eyes roam over his chest and arms and stomach for a moment too long and Ryan could smirk at that.
Finally, Shane clears his throat. He seems obviously flustered.
“You don’t… have to do that. I can-” He breaks off and blinks. “Actually, you know what, it’s better this way, I’m a pretty clean, uh, eater but sometimes a drop escapes you and that’s hard to get out of fabrics so… uh, good thinking.”
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