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masc-reader-insertss · 2 years

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Wanting | Shane Walsh

request; “Skinny dipping at midnight with shane walsh…🙃💕” // @winchesterzforever

summary; Shane’s a loose cannon, close to losing his temper, but then you come along.

notes; male!reader, nudity

Shane was close to losing his temper, you could see it flash through his eyes every time he clenched his jaw and swallowed thickly, you could hear it every time his voice grumbled and growled, and you worried for him; every time you sat with Rick, you could see Shane getting that much closer to snapping - you had no idea why, but it worried you, you worried that if Shane lost his temper, then something bad would happen to him.

It was getting close to midnight, another five minutes or so, and the small embers left in the lantern on the table were enough as you watched Shane pace around; he was grumbling to himself, something rough and gruff and tough, words you could not understand, foggy and misty sentences. The crickets were louder than he was, the crickets were screaming compared to Shane; you wished you could understand what was going on with him, but you knew you could never ask, as a man who loved him so dearly for all of his flaws and his failings, you loved him so dearly but could never admit to it.

So, when he trudged over and was about to bark at you to get away and to go to sleep, to camp down for the night and get some rest, you calmly took his wrist, and shook your head. “Come for a walk with me?”

“Sure.” He deadpanned, wrenching his wrist from your gentle grip before following you down the trail and through the bushes; it wasn’t a far trek, not a walker in sight, but when you finally stopped, he scoffed at the sight of the lake. “You taking me fishin’, man?”

You shook your head again, sighing heavily and crouching down at the water’s edge, you sank your hand into the water and smiled at how perfect it was; not too hold, not too cold. “Water’s perfect for swimming… might even be able to take a quick dip, if we’re careful.”

Shane considered it for a moment, shuffling a rock around with his boot as he watched you, something curious, something hungry, within his deep brown eyes, something that made you perk up with hope as you dared to meet his gaze. “Skinny dipping? Really? What are we - teenagers?”

“Oh come on,” you chuckled, tugging your shirt over your head and throwing it aside on the dry bank, you noticed how Shane looked at your pecs, how he licked his lips as he took in the sight of your chest and your stomach. “You’re not chicken, are you?”

After you removed your boots and socks, hardly able to stop looking at your arms and your torso and your neck, he turned around, Shane heard your jeans drop with your undone buckle and he almost wanted to turn around, but he refused until he heard a quiet splash; he smiled when you saw you in the middle of the small lake, shaking his head before quickly shedding his clothes, leaving them atop yours with his boots leaning on yours, it took everything in him not to dive in and make a massive splash - but it was worth it when he creeped up to you and dunked you underwater for a split second.

“Happy?” Shane asked, chuckling softly before moving away from you when he noticed how close you were; it wasn’t that Shane didn’t like you, it was just that he liked you a little bit too much and wanted you all to himself, he wanted you.

“Not quite,” you admitted, biting your lip and sighing. “Fuck, Shane, I know you- I know you had that shit going on with Lori, but…”

“I know.” He grumbled, moving closer again before laying a wet hand at the back of your neck, his gaze dropping down to your lips as he licked his own and swallowed thickly. Fuck, you looked so handsome in the moonlight. He had never met another man he wanted to be with so badly, he had never met anyone that he wanted to be with half as much as he wanted to be with you.

You met him halfway, intending to be gentle but surprised pleasantly when you were met with Shane’s rough kiss, his free hand cupping your cheek to keep you close as you rested your hands beneath the water on his chest, leaning into everything he gave you and more; when you pulled away, Shane growled softly, nipping at your bottom lip before tugging you that little bit closer, just so he could feel your chest against his, how your heart pounded and tried to reach out for his own.

“I’ve never met anybody I wanted more than I want you,” Shane growled against yours lips. “Fuck, I’ve never met another man I wanted to be with so bad, (y/n). I fucking want you, so bad.”

#twd

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masc-reader-insertss · 3 years

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hometown - luba x male reader

(for the movie mute)

y/n and luba both come from traditional families. they were childhood best friends, almost never apart. they were each other's first everything, crushes, kisses, but they had to hide from it all from their conservative families. when luba grows tired of having to hide, they beg y/n to come out and leave with them, but y/n, too scared of the outside world from what he'd been taught his whole life, refused. luba was heartbroken, but they left anyway, and for years the two never saw each other. it wasn't until y/n had no choice but to come out, that he finally began to realise that luba had been right about the outside world. they meet again only by chance when y/n finds himself in the club where luba works, and as soon as they see each other, all the feelings they left behind all those years ago come flooding back.

tw for: homophobia, transphobia, internalised homophobia, violence

i refer to luba with they/them pronouns because that is my personal headcanon

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y/n had always been a timid child. he always listened to his parents, he believed them when they told him about the evils that the modern world tried to push on everyone who dared to enter it, and he always promised he would never their traditional path. his best friend luba, however, was a different story. luba was always a 'problem child' and at first y/n's parents had worried they would influence their child, but y/n still remained his same timid self no matter how much time he spent with his friend, as far as they knew at least. for y/n and luba however, it was a completely different story. while y/n was still the god fearing child his parents had raised him to be, he would always come out of his shell around them. luba was always there for him, and over the years the two grew exceptionally close.

when they were both ten, they both had their first crush, on each other of course. they knew it was wrong, their parents told them so, everyone around them did, though it never actually /felt/ wrong. when they were thirteen, luba confessed to y/n, and y/n tried his hardest to deny he felt anything back for his friend, tried to say it was wrong and disgusting, but he couldn't even get out a full sentence before he broke down in his friends arms and confessed right back, begging them to keep it all a secret. of course luba promised they would, and they both sat their, clinging to each other for comfort.

they were fourteen when they first kissed. they had been laying under the starts on the roof of y/n's house playing truth or dare, when y/n dared luba to tell him their biggest secret, of course y/n was sure he already knew what it was being how close they were, but when luba responded with "i think i love you, but i've been too scared to tell you", y/n froze. luba was never scared. they were always the one to tell y/n to stop being a pussy and just do whatever stupid idea they'd dragged him in to, so y/n was shocked. luba took the silence as a bad sign and sat up, pulling their knees to their chest. "i'm sorry.. i shouldn't have-" for the first time since they'd know each other, y/n was finally the one to initiate something as he sat up and pulled his best friend into a kiss, closing his eyes as they shared their first kiss together. when they finally pulled away for air y/n looked back at luba, reaching out to hold their hands. "you know we can't tell anyone about this. we'd be exiled.." he murmured. luba reached a hand out and cupped the side of y/n's face, stroking his cheek gently. "one day we won't have to hide anymore" and as much as he wanted to, y/n just didn't believe it.

when they were seventeen, they'd been dating in secret for three years. in that time, luba has come out to y/n as nonbinary, and while at first y/n didn't quite understand, he supported them from the moment they'd told him. it was only a few weeks out from their birthdays, they'd only been born a week apart, when luba suggested they run off together. "we wouldn't have to hide anymore, out there they embrace people like us" they had reasoned, but y/n wasn't convinced, while he loved luba more than anything, his parents had always taught him to fear the outside world, and it still stuck with him. "i just don't think it's safe out there.. you know what everyone says. all that technology, you have hide away just to get some peace.." he looked down at his lap and began to play with his hands before luba spoke again, and what they said made y/n freeze. "isn't that exactly what we're doing here?". they were right, y/n knew that, but he was still so scared. "i'm sorry, i love you but.. i can't move there. i just can't" luba knelt down in front of y/n, taking his hands in theirs. "aren't you tired of having to live in the shadows like this?" they motioned to the barn they were currently stowed away in, and y/n shrugged, staying silent. "we wouldn't have to hide who we are anymore, isn't that what you want? you can't seriously tell me you actually enjoy having to come here just so we won't get lynched, right? if we leave, we'll never have to do this again. we can go out on dates, like normal people do-" y/n abruptly pulled his hands away and stood up, tears filling his eyes. it was all so overwhelming, he wanted to go, but he was so scared. everything he'd ever known was here, and if he left he'd never be allowed back. "but we're not normal- we never will be.. we- we're wrong. that's what everyone says about people like us. we're disgusting" he stepped back when luba tried to grab his hand again, beginning to shake as he grew more and more upset. he didn't really mean what he said, he was just so scared he didn't know what else to do. "you're wrong, people like you.. they're sinners, they're disgusting- you're disgusting, my parents were right, you tried to turn me- make me think this was okay, boys kissing other boys, boys like you pretending to be something they're not" y/n was nearly sobbing at this point, and when he saw the tears in his friends eyes he couldn't take it anymore. "leave if you want, but don't come and see me again" he whispered shakily, rushing out of the barn in tears. he felt disgusted with himself, not because of who he was, but because of all of the disgusting hatred he'd shown the person he was in love with. he wanted to scream, he wanted run back and tell luba how sorry he was, and that he was just so terrified at the idea of leaving behind everything he knew, but all he did was lay there, sobbing into his pillow that still smelt like luba from the nights they were able to slip in through the window and lay with him.

when it was luba's birthday the next day, y/n woke up to his parents frantically asking if he'd seen them anywhere, and he broke down again. they were gone, y/n knew that, and they left thinking he hated them, when it couldn't have been anything further from the truth. luba had left letters, one for their parents and one for y/n. in their letter to their parents they came out, and explained that they wouldn't ever be back, y/n was grateful they hadn't left in any details about their relationship, though at this point he began to wonder of it would be better for them to know, he wouldn't have had to debate leaving with luba if he didn't have a choice. the letter they had left to him was short, and y/n couldn't get through it without bursting into tears.

dear y/n

part of me wants the believe you didn't actually mean any of those things you said yesterday, but i know how good these people are at making you believe whatever they want. i have to believe deep down you don't mean it, i don't know what i would do if you actually did feel that way. if you ever change your mind, you can always try and find me, but i don't know how long i can make myself wait for you, i know if i never see you again i have to let you go or i'll end up coming back, and i can't ever do that. i'll always love you, and i'll never forget about you, even if i have to move on.

love, luba

y/n kept that letter with him everywhere he went, for years he held onto it even when it became tattered at the edges and rain water had made a few of the words bleed off the page. he could never let luba go no matter how hard he tried. he still always thought about them, and more than once he'd planned to run away, though he'd always ended up backing out when he became too nervous. when he was twenty five, he didn't have to worry about making the choice anymore. he still loved luba, but he'd tried his hardest to move on. josef, someone y/n had known since they were boys, though they'd never gotten close, was like him. he'd discovered one night when they were out in the fields, tending to sheep. it was dark out, only a candle giving off a small glow as they sat on the hill and watched over the sheep to make sure nothing came out to get them. they'd been talking when all of a sudden josef lent over and kissed him. y/n was stunned at first, but he quickly relaxed into the kiss, and that night they made love on that very hill.

that was the start of their secret relationship, and for months it went by unnoticed, until the night y/n's whole world was changed. josef was a married man, a family man, though he would take off his ring whenever he and y/n would make love. this night had started out like any other they spent together, both of them wrapped in each other's loving embrace after the passion that had been shared between them. y/n was still only half dressed when they both heard footsteps coming up the hill, someone coming to tell josef his wife was in labour, and before they could ever break their kiss there was a loud gasp. josef pushed y/n away, and y/n fell back, looking up with wide eyes as josef stood and began to spew hatred at him, claiming that y/n had forced himself on him and that josef wanted no part in it. of course, everyone had believed him, he was married and a father after all, and within days, y/n had been kicked out with nothing but a suitcase and the clothes on his back.

with the little money he got from selling anything of his that he could, y/n was just able to find himself the cheapest apartment possible in berlin, and without even a bed to sleep on, y/n spent his first night in the city curled up and sobbing on the floor. work was nearly impossible to get when he was so new to all of this technology, and y/n was slowly becoming more and more worried he'd end up on the street. it was a last resort, but y/n knew he was running out of options. he'd seen an ad for a bartender at some bright flashy club, the name of which he never could remember, and he walked in to apply. it was instantly overwhelming, people everywhere, bright flashing lights, half naked people dancing up on stage, and music so loud he could hardly hear himself think.

y/n looked around aimlessly as he took everything in, and a sudden voice behind him startled him out of his trance. "you look lost, you're new out here aren't you" y/n froze, he'd never thought he would ever hear that voice again, and part of him thought his mind was simply playing tricks on him, but when he turned around and saw that he had not been imagining it, he nearly fainted. standing right in front of him, the person he'd never stopped loving. he could see luba was more than surprised to see him too from the way they paused and looked at him like they'd seen a ghost. y/n finally broke the silence as he said "you look different", motioning up to their highly styled white hair. luba laughed, y/n could see tears in their eyes as they grabbed his hand and motioned for him to follow them.

as soon as they were outside luba threw their arms around him, and y/n hugged back, resting his chin on their shoulder as they clung to each other just like they had the night they first confessed to each other. "i never thought i'd see you again" they whispered, pulling back from the hug only to cup y/n's face and kiss him so hard y/n lost his breath. when they both pulled back, y/n just looked at luba with such adoration in his eyes, even as he finally spoke up. "i'm so sorry. i never should have said what i said all this years ago, i swear i didn't mean it. i was just- so scared. everything i'd ever know was back there. i should have just ran away with you, i should have stayed with you" luba shook their head, stroking y/n's cheek while they took his hands with their free hand. "i know you didn't mean it.." they whispered, and y/n let his head hang as he spoke up again. "they kicked me out.. i have nothing" he spoke with such sadness in his voice that it broke luba's heart to hear it, and they shook their head, pulling him close. "that's not true, you have me, and i promise i'll never leave you again" they pressed a kiss to the top of y/n's head as they both stood there clinging to each other. they'd spent so long apart now that being together was a dream come true. it had taken him loosing everything, but y/n had gained back the most important thing he'd ever lost, and he'd go through it all again just to be with them.

#mute #netflix mute #lube mute #luba x male reader #robert sheehan #male reader

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