Can I Request Tex McCormick Wanting To Marry You/ Planning On Marrying You?? Pretty Please. He Even Brings

HEYYYY could I request a

Dallas x reader were the reader is a kick boxer hcs please and thx bookie😜

Of course my love! Anything for my cutie mutual! <3

How can I even begin?

Dallas Winston with a kickboxer girlfriend was the relationship nobody knew they needed.

Dal watched as he sat in the chair that was placed in the corner of your garage, watching you contently as you swung punches at the punching bag.

He tried to play it off like he wasn't that interested.

But he just loved the way you threw punches as sweat rolled down your body.

It kind turned him on if we're being honest.

"Any competitions comin' up?" He asked, trying to push away his dirty thoughts.

You punched the bag one more time, shaking your arms out as you wiped your forehead.

"Nah. Just bored" You breathed out before kicking the punching bag.

He nodded, watching you as you did your routine.

He loves helping you out.

This includes going to practice with you.

Even though he didn't have a membership.

Your boxing class gave up on trying to kick him out a while ago.

He loved that you could handle yourself.

But don't tell him that you fake needing his help just so he has an ego boost.

It sounds mean but it's very sweet.

He loves being able to be your Superman.

But most of the time your his superwoman and it's so cute.

He gets so distracted at rumbles because of the way you fight, making him get a good beating.

But to him it was worth seeing you kick ass.

(This is short but I think I'm gonna go bigger for the next one <3 hope you like it

Yessss he would have such a hard time trying to also read the ones he traded.😭

I’ve not THAT big of a fan of Taylor swift but trust me I had my fair share of swifties when I was 10. I was the biggest swifties you ever saw. I still got a little bit in me 😍

Just imagine Dallas Winston trading bracelets with swifties at the eras tour concert 😭 just a cute little thought

hii i love your work 💗💗, could you do sort of like a forbidden love thing with fem reader x dallas winston where she’s a soc so they aren’t supposed to be together but he would do anything for her and do anything to be with her

Awwww 🤭🧸dally is so cute

Dallas Winston x soc! Reader

It was quite a surprise when Dallas took a liking to you

But at the same time

Some people say they saw it coming

You and Dallas were bound to fall in love

You definitely weren’t like any soc he has met before

“Hey..”

Him asking about you was the icing on the cake

“How do y’all feel about that y/n girl?..”

He definitely trails off any time he talks about you

The boys were astonished

“You ain’t diggin this girl are ya, dally?”

He definitely tried to deny it

“Hell no. Why would I? Girls have cooties.. 😒”

Hell, sometimes he couldn’t even decide how he felt

But when you smiled at him at the corner store

Not a mocking smile

But a sweet, innocent and soft smile

It really set him off

You were allowed on greaser territory

Nobody else

Just you

Because you weren’t like everybody else

And boy was he head over heals

Of course he’s gonna say he ain’t

“You fallin for this girl? She’s a soc for Pete’s sake!”

“Nah, man. “

Yes he was

He was fallin hard

Of course he made a move

Like askin you out for a coke

Or whatever you like

If you say no

He won’t stop until he gets a yes

Of course if you say no about 50 times

His ego will be bruised but

He’ll bounce back eventually

But he’ll definitely be upset you know

If you say yes (which you did) this boy is down bad for you fr fr 🤭🧸

“Hey, doll.”

You would look at him and it made him feel some type of way

Fast forward to when you two are dating

This boy sneaks around the gang just so he can talk to you about anything

He misses you all the time

“Ay, where’s ol’ dally?” Two-Bit asked

Johnny almost said something

But he knew Dallas would kill him if he said anything.

“I don’t know.” Johnny said lowly

CUDDLES! CUDDLES! CUDDLES!

Please let this boy have his hands around your waist.

Please let him kiss your cheek.

This man WILL look you in the eyes and say that he don’t wanna cuddle and that he doesn’t like ‘em

Just wait in 3..2..1..

His hands are all over you.

He just can’t help it.

When he’s around you, he wants to make sure you think he’s tuff.

Of course you think he’s tuff.

“Dally…you’re the most tuffest guy I know. You don’t have to show off.”

His heart melts.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let this man have his hand on your thigh while driving.

Let’s talk about work.

It doesn’t matter WHERE, WHAT, HOW, WHEN, OR WHO.

He’s gonna be there to take care of you.

Let’s just say you work at a diner.

First of all.

Your outfit is absolutely gorgeous on you.

According to Dallas.

“Aw! Babe, you look gorgeous.”(yes you do, babes!)

WITH HIS HANDS AROUND YOUR WAIST!

Doll, I can’t even say how much he loves you.

He will stay at the counter all night if he has to.

Just to help you out and keep you company.

Joking around is a must with Dally.

When your not looking, he will throw a small ball of napkin at you.

Which does stick to your hair.

Everyone can see how much in love you two are.

The elderly couple that sit in the back booth every Saturday.

The group of other teenagers that sit at the counter.

Lindsy, the girl who orders coffee from you and won’t take it from anybody else.

Mia, The little girl that gives you gum in return for a toy that comes with the kids meals.

You always put two toys in there for her. 🤫

The same three boys around the age of 14-15 that harass you while you work.

On several occasions, they made you cry.

“Aww. Is the soc gonna cry?”

You were on the verge of providing a waterfall .

They just wanted to bother you.

“Look please leave me alone.”

“Please leave me alone!!!” The boy in front mocked as he sat down.

They just laughed.

“She’s trembling!”

“Hey, young man. That’s no way to talk to such a sweet girl. You outta be ashamed of yourselves.” The elderly woman said, walking hand in hand with her husband.

“Get lost old fart.”

“How DARE you! She’s is just a sweet old lady! I’m so sorry mrs stevens. Your next Saturday meal is on me.” You said on the verge of tears as Mrs stevens reassured you it was alright.

Dallas was pissed.

He grabbed him by the collar.

“Who do you think you are? Talking to my girl like that. Has anybody ever taught you how to treat a woman?”

“If I EVER, see your face in this diner EVER again. I swear on my life I will fucking kill you. You think you’re hot shit? Huh? Say it.”

“I’m not.” He said, utterly terrified.

He shoved him to the ground.

Once the boys left you broke down into tears, picking up the food from the ground.

It broke Dally’s heart to see you in so much sadness.

He crouched down next to you, giving you a giant hug.

“I’m so, so proud of you, doll. You did amazing. You’re so strong.”

“Thanks dally, you’re real tuff.” You said, hugging him

You finished picking up the food and closed the diner up.

You and Dallas walked hand in hand down the street.

Now.

How about the gang found out.

Oh lord.

They would catch on when they saw lipstick marks on Dally’s cheek and he would smell straight up like a bottle of woman’s perfume.

Which smelled hella good.

“Dally? Who you been kissin on?” Two-Bit asked genuinely curious.

“Nobody, man.”

Johnny just kept his mouth shut. Like the good friend he is.

Two-bit showed him a mirror to show him all the kiss marks that you left behind.

Everyone else was concerned

But Dallas loved them.

He wish he could take a mental screenshot of this and save it forever.

Darry tried to wipe it off.

You know how moms lick their thumb and then rub it on you?

That. That’s Darry right there.

“No! Leave it!” Dally yelled quickly.

Sooner or later he was gonna have to come clean.

“Tell us the truth, Dally.”

He sighed.

“It’s y/n.”

Everyone was shocked but honestly they didn’t really care.

“And I love her and if you guys can’t accept my wishes then I don’t need to be close with y’all. We’re all buddies and I do love y’all but I love her too and I would do anything and everything for her.”

“Dallas shut up. We don’t give a fuck. To everybody else? They might care. But as your friends and all that, we don’t care. As long as your happy.” Darry said

He was so happy.

Let’s get back to the kiss marks.

Dallas loves them.

He thinks they are sweet.

He gets giddy anytime you leave a kiss mark behind.

He also, for some reason, thinks they make him look tuff.

He definitely has a few Polaroid photos of you and him.

Him laying in your bed with you kissing his cheek, leaving pink kiss marks.

He has pictures of those too.

At this point he just wanted them everywhere.

The smell of your perfume was intoxicating to him.

He felt like he was on cloud 9.

“You smell good.”

You would blush.

He definitely stays over most of the time.

Mostly because he misses you and can’t go even a few hours without you!?

Yes.

And let’s not forget that this guy.

Is Lana Del Ray coded everywhere.

I don’t wanna hear it.

I know Lana Del Ray wasn’t a thing back then.

But ima make a few changes.

If you had Lana Del Ray vinyls, cassette tapes, posters, anything.

He would definitely listen to her with you.

And IF he said he didn’t like her at first.

She will definitely start growing on him.

But if the first time you introduced him to her

And he liked it from the beginning.

He might be a bigger fan than you.

And for my girlies that love Aerosmith like me.

This guy would definitely like Aerosmith as well.

Like.

Sweet Emotion is a makeout song.

And he likes Walk this way, crazy, Janie’s got a gun, jaded, dream on, back in the saddle, rag doll, Angel and much more.

He loves to makeout.

Please.

Of course he won’t pressure you.

If he’s feeling like making out

He would kiss your neck

And if your not feeling it just say it.

“Hey, dal. I’m not really feeling it right now.”

“Oh alright. Sorry, doll.”

He would kiss your cheek and just lay with you.

But if you are feeling it.

Shit, go right ahead.

He would have smeared lipstick all over his swollen lips.

It’s definitely a pretty sight.

He loves you.

Don’t let him go.

Because as long as you hold on he will do the same.

He believes that you two found each other for a reason.

You two are meant to be.

❝I watched you change.❞ ❝I could be mean. I could be angry. You know I could be just like you.❞

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Pairing: Dallas Winston x Fem! Reader

Summary:After Dallas criticizing the reader's ways after thinking she was flirting with a Two-Bit, she decided to change.

Trope: Enemies to lovers

Warnings: Cursing, Smoking, Dallas being a cute idiot. <3

Songs: Change - Deftones, Just like you - Three Days Grace

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You walked into the Curtis house, in a really good mood.

"Good morning! What's up?" you said with a bright smile as you shut the door behind you.

Everyone greeted you- well, some more bitter than others.

"Can you just shut up for once? And what the hell are you wearing? That band sucks." He said pointing to your cropped band t-shirt and your ripped baggy jeans in disgust before taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Oh. Sorry, I just woke up in a good mood I guess. Felt like wearing it. And you listen to the same band, Dally." You said, your attitude going from happy to sad real quick.

You were very sensitive and was very sweet to everyone. You didn't understand why he was being so mean to you.

"Dally, what is your problem? She's being nice to you and you're being a major dick." Johnny said.

Johnny never talked to his idol like that.

"She's being annoying, alright? So why don't you just shut up Johnny."

"Alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow. Bye Johnny." You walked out the house and didn't come back for the rest of the day.

"Fine then. Little bitch." He muttered under his breath as he watched you leave, covering up his regret.

"What's up with you, man? Why'd you talk to her like that?" Two-Bit said to his buddy, looking away from his show of Mickey Mouse for the first time. But he couldn't help but listen to the conversation between his two friends.

"Wouldn't you like to know, lover boy. Don't worry about it-"

"No I'm gonna worry about it. Y/N ain't did nothin' wrong since she got here and you're treating her like crap. You need to apologize, Dal."

"Yeah. I ain't gotta do shit."

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It was the next day. And instead of wearing your favorite band, you just wore a regular plain blue T-shirt and sweatpants.

Dallas walked in the Curtis house to see you smoking with Johnny and Ponyboy, laughing at Pony's joke about some girl at school.

"Oh my lord! She does walk like that-" You cut yourself off at the sight of Dallas' figure walking through the door.

You blew a puff of smoke, looking away from him.

He sat on the couch, looking at you from a distance.

"Got something to say, Dal? Hm?" You sassed, rolling your eyes before looking at Johnny and Ponyboy.

"What's your problem?" He said, seeming he has forgotten everything from yesterday.

"Oh I'm sorry. I guess I'm still being annoying since you still managed to notice me sitting right here." You said with sarcasm in your voice.

He looked at you, realizing.

"Since when did you smoke?" He said, grabbing the cigarette from your mouth.

"Since I was being annoying. I just thought I'd act just like you. Because you seem to love yourself a lot. You just can't get enough of yourself. You are a selfish person who I thought was my friend. I hate you, Dally." You got up, slamming the door behind you.

He stayed there for a minute, a pain in his chest soon spreading to his brain and the rest of his body.

"Dally, Go." Johnny said, pointing to the direction your went.

He though for a minute, walking out the door to see you on the porch.

"Hey, Doll." He sat down beside you on the steps.

"What do you want."

"Okay don't start your moody shit right now. If you're gonna start that, go flirt with Two-Bit some more." He said, looking at you with anger, also a hint of sadness.

"What?! Dal, you can't be serious right now. I don't think of Two like that and you know it."

"Oh yeah? Then why were you talkin' to him all cutesy at the drive in yesterday morning? Huh?"

"Well if you have to know, he was helping me get a gift for you. I was gonna tell you something but you started being a jerk. So I left." You said, handing him a customized lighter.

He held it in his hands, staring at the designs of the flowers and the skulls.

"Doll, I'm so sorry."

Dallas Winston felt terrible. He got it all wrong and made you feel bad for absolutely nothing.

"It's alright. I just hope we're at least friends again." You said with hope lacing your voice as you looked at him.

"Actually, I was hoping for something different.."

"Look, Dal. I didn't mean to be annoying yesterday. I was in a good mo-"

"Doll, it's fine. You're not annoying. I'm just a major asshole. Forgive me?" He smiled, grabbing your hand gently.

You nodded, squeezing his hand slightly, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug.

WHATTTTT I COULD BE THE CHOCOLATE CAKE! AND I DID IN FACT NOT CALL YOU A "slut" I CALLED YOU A BEAUTIFUL SCENE BABYGIRL

@wannaseewhatshangin THIS MY QUEEN FR GIVE LOVE TO HER 🙏

Imagine like Dallas dating a person who’s more on the shy side of things but one day when there’s a party at bucks, a girl is starting to hit on Dallas and his s/o sits in his lap very confidently which is a surprise, although deep down they are very flustered that they did that

Omgg I love it 🥰

You were making your way through the crowd of drunk people getting you and Dallas a drink. You didn’t drink a lot but you smoked with Dallas mostly. But tonight you were just gonna drink one. You were definitely shy but your style was unique for a shy person. You wore a shortish black mini dress with a pair of black pumps. It was only tonight that you wore something like this. You grabbed your drinks and made your way back to Dallas until you saw a young girl in a way shorter dress with flats. “You know I heard a lot about you. Dallas, was it?” He didn’t seem that interested but she definitely looked interested. You felt your anger boiling inside you and You squeezed your way in between the crowd once again. “How about we get out of here? I can make it worth your while.” She said in a flirtatious tone. You walked up to them, pushing her out the way, and sitting in Dallas’ lap. Giving her the eye, you laid back against Dallas. “You were saying?” You said.

She scoffed and stomped away. “I didn’t think you had it in ya, doll.” Dallas said to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You smiled, patting his arm.

This was rushed😭. But I hope you like it!

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Hello ! Could I request a scenario about rusty James where he’s been interested in reader for a quite a long time and it shows, (like for example he’s always around her, always flirting and very jealous when other boys talk to her….) and while she feels the same for him, she thinks he’s not serious about it and is just messing around with her like as if it was some sick bet made by his friends, so she’s trying her best to look unfazed and uninterested in him….it could be a bit angsty with a splat of insecurities and jealousy but at the end they kinda confess to each other (?) and it’s all good….hope this all is understandable sorry if it’s too much 😭💔

This is so cute my loveee <3 (Also this length is just PERFECT! I love when people send long requests with details, it gives me more visuals and I can achieve the goal better when people are specific. <3

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🍒 ;↣(You're not mean, you just wanna be seen. You're so Art Deco.)

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Rusty James didn't think he was mean.

In fact, he thought he was pretty nice compared to the other people around town.

Rusty got on the bus, and he just so happened to be the second person on the bus, aside from you.

He could've sat anywhere he wanted. And even if he wasn't the second person on the bus and didn't have much options of seats to choose from, he'd just beat the tar outa someone for it.

At least, that was your impression of him.

But he chose to sit right next to you.

Your breath stiffened as you paused your sketching. Starting to close your sketchbook before he started talking.

"What're you drawin'?" He asked, grabbing the book from your hands gently.

You stayed silent as he flipped through the pages carefully.

You were embarrassed and wanted to move seats as soon as possible.

You knew rusty James and he knew you. Y'all rode the same bus since kindergarten.

He looked through the detailed drawings of people that rode the bus with the two of you everyday, and stop signs that the bus came across at the end of every street.

"How come I ain't in here, huh?" He asked with a small smirk, his brown eyes looking deeply into yours.

You finally realised the question he asked and stuttered out an answer.

"U-uhm. I don't know. Just never thought about drawin' you I guess." You grabbed your sketchbook from his hands, putting it in your bag.

He nodded, knowing you were nervous.

Hell, he was just as nervous as you. He's always been like that around you, but never showed it.

Another person got on the bus, the doors drawing opening as the bus shook with every footstep.

"Hey Rusty. Hi Y/n, how was your weekend?" Steve asked you two, smiling ear to ear.

You really liked Steve. He was very kind, good grades and all. And you always wondered what he was doing hanging around with the mean dogs. Rusty James being one of them.

"Hi Steve, it was good. Yours?" You smiled back at him, giving him the same kindness.

"Mine was good. What about you rusty? Anything fun?"

Rusty shook his head, his hair waving back and forth as he did.

"Nah, man. Same old stuff." He leaned back against the seat that the two of you shared.

Steve went to go back to the front, where he usually sat, Rusty turning to look at you once he did.

"What about you, doll? Anything fun?" He smirked as you tried to ignore his ways of tempting you with his voice. His voice was one of a kind and you loved it so much, it was sickening.

"Nah. Just chilled all weekend. Smoked, watched TV, art. Nothin real special." You leaned your head against the window.

He perked up slightly as he heard you mention drinking and smoking.

"Wow, man. All these years that I've known you, my love. I've never heard of you being a smoker." He got closer with every word, his breath hitting your neck slightly, the air on your neck making you shiver as it tickled, before you pushed him away gently.

"Alright Rusty James. You can cut the crap now. You can pretend you got what you wanted and go back to sit with your buddies." You said, putting your walkman on as you looked out the window.

His eyes flashed a hurt expression before going back to their regular stare. He got up, grabbing his backpack as he went to the front, his friends patting his back.

He ignored the attention from his buddies as he kept making glances at you the whole ride to school. The flirty gestures didn't stop when you two got to school either. He threw an arm over your shoulder, making your face turn a gentle pink as he showed off his smirk proudly.

"Rusty what are you doing?" You forced out.

"What, man? I can't walk my bestie to class? Isn't that what you girls want these days? A gentleman?" He says with a chuckle.

You rolled your eyes as you took his arm off your shoulder, only for him to do it again.

"You are no gentleman, Rusty James. And I am most certainly not your 'bestie'. So hit the road."

"Well i've known you since we were five. That has to count for somthin', ma." He said with a bright smile.

You scoffed.

"We've known a lot of people since they were 5. We are at school. And I am not 'Ma' to you. I have a name and you know it. So use it."

"Oh I can use it alright. Meet me in the bathroom, ma." He said jokingly.

You flicked his nose. He sucked his teeth before taking his arm from over your shoulder as he just walked beside you.

"Well at least let me walk you to class." He said with soft eyes.

You looked at him with a debating expression on your face, wondering if you should take the bait or not.

"You mess up Rusty James and I'm gonna kick your ass." You say before walking as he smiled again, knowing you gave in.

"Yes ma'am." He said, walking beside you.

The two of you walked through the crowded hallway, people giving you odd stares. A few of Rusty's friends walk up to him, doing a handshake before talking about skipping.

"Can't, Walkin' her to class." He said, holding onto your backpack so he didn't lose you in the crowd.

His friends let out a series of "What?" and "Her?" as they pointed to your figure.

"Rusty, i'm gonna be lete if you don't hurry. Mr Coplin don't play about being tardy. I'm already on my second strike." You said, trying to get him to start walking.

He shook his friends off, walking with you. He watched as your hair flowed over your shoulders as you tried to make it to class on time.

Luckily you did. Right on time.

"Thank you for the tour of the school. Now will you leave me alone?" You said, unpacking your bag.

"Hey man, Watch it I'm sensitive." He said, his hand touching his chest.

You roll your eyes before siting down at your desk.

"Alright. I'll see you at lunch, ma." He said, twirling your hair before running off into the hallway, leaving you in your own train of thought as you process what just happened.

You were so confused. He barely talked to you. The only memory of talking to him was in kindergarten when you let him use your crayons or let him share your sleeping mat during naptime when he lost his. You were deeply in love with him but you already knew that it was just some cruel, sick joke to him. Probably one that his friends talked him into.

Rusty walked through the hallway, saying "hey" to friends as he walked by to his class.

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It was lunch period and you sat down at a random table, taking out your packed lunch.

Which was just a sad sandwich that you made this morning, and some apple slices.

A boy sat next to you, starting to talk to you.

You weren't that interested in talking to him and you would've rather talked to Rusty about strippers and beer than talking about the war of 1812.

The kid was cut off by a hand tapping his shoulder.

"Hey. Hop up, man. I'm sittin' with her today." Rusty James said to him, before blowinng a kiss at you.

Rusty couldn't stand the sight of someone taking you from him and thinking it wouldn't be dealt with.

The kid rolled his eyes and left, his seat replaced by Rusty, looking through your sketchbook again.

He was in awe when he saw a new portrait of him.

"This me? Pretty cute, right?" He said smirking at you.

"If you say so." You laughed.

He gasped at you, making you laugh again.

"Come on. You know you think I'm cute."

You blushed before hiding it.

"Do I, though?" You smirk at him before getting up to go to the bathroom, Rusty following right behind you before pinning you to the wall gently.

"Rusty what is with you today? You have been so flirty and I don't get it. It's honstly starting to scare me." You say confused.

"Maybe because I like you, doll." He says, playing with your hair.

"Okay rusty you can drop it now. It's not funny anymore. I get the joke now." You said, not finding him playing with your emotions that funny anymore.

"What jo- you think i'm lyin, doll?" He said, leaning against the wall next to you.

"Well, I mean.. Yeah I do. The only time you've ever even talked to me was when I shared my stupid crayons and stupid sleeping mat in kingergarten." You snapped, not looking at him.

"Yeah and ever since I have been in love with you, huh? You believe that one? Because it's the truth." He said angrily.

You didn't look at him as you began to cry silently. You didn't understand why he was playing with your emotions like he was.

"Hey, man. I'm sorry for actin like that. Please look at me, doll." He said softer.

You hesitantly looked at him, only to be met with those beautiful brown eyes you knew.

"I don't know who told you I was lyin, but I'm not. I love you so much, doll." He said, finishing off his words with a passionate kiss, his hands getting tangled In your hair as you kissed back.

"Rustle James! My office now!" The principle yelled through the hallways.

"Alrigh alright! I'm comin'! Love ya doll." He said before pressing a kiss to your lips once more, then running off. Smarting off to the principle as he got onto him about something he's done.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever." He said before blowing you a kiss.

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I hope you like it! Also please do send more whoever you are because I LOVED this fic as you can tell I put my whole heart into it lol. <3

um. um hi. i reallly. i really love ur writingn... i love you for writing wbout my bf dally 😭 hes

oh gosh.

idk im kinda tweaking but yeah imm in class rn i just REALLY like ur writing

can i be 💕🌅☄️ anon.... if you wanna...

um also ill suggest something ehen um. i can think muehehe

OH MY GOD??? Anon?????I DO and yessss I love dally