Dallas Winston Headcanons - Blog Posts

WE❤️NEED❤️MORE❤️DALLAS❤️WINSTON❤️FANFICS!!!!! You always saying he be down bad, but would he still be down bad for a gal with CAKE and some chubby tummy?

UM FIRST OF ALL LOVE THE ENERGY

And YES HE WOULD LOVE THAT FATTY OMGGGG

“Damn baby. You looking good in those jeans”- only Dallas 25/8 like come on now he would WORSHIP

Sorry for the lack of energy I’ve been feeling like I’ve been falling out of place and just been going through a hard time but I missed all of you

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

HI ML I HAVE A DALLY REQUEST. OKAY SO basically I’ve gotten compliments on my smile my whole life, I have a smile that when I smile it just kinda lights my whole face up. Sooo can you please write Dally with a very smiley, cute smile reader please? Thank u ml.

Ofc gorgeous 🤭 I hope it’s okay if they are head canons ❤️ if you want more PLEASE reach out I need to keep myself busy and you literally just saved me perhaps rusty james or Tex or more dally either is fine ya girl desperate 😓

When dally first met you, the first thing he noticed was you smile.

your BEAUTIFUL smile

Lawd😍

But ykkk nonchalant dread head lookin ahh

Gotta stay mysterious

But the rest of the gang started hanging out with you daily

So he got to see your pretty face 25/8 and it was kinda hard not to look at you

Mans would STARE DOWN OML

Johnny and pony would catch him stare and smile just barely

Mfs clown him so hard😝

“What ya starin at?” -pony

“Ain’t seen a pretty girl before, dal?”-johnny

“Ah shut up”

But they honestly love that dally has taken a liking to you

What’s not to love??

Shares his cancer sticks with a day dream look on his face

The way you smiled after every hit made him feel weird

In a good way ofc

Finally had the courage to say something to you

“You have a really pretty smile.”

Doesn’t even look at you after that

Debates on jumping off a bridge or fuck around and disappear into thick fog and never return

Hasn’t decided

CONSTANTLY DOES THINGS TO MAKE YOU SMILE OMGG??

We love a man that wants his lover to smile

Like yummmm

Absolutely smitten

He’s down bad for you mamas😍🤞🫵👅

“Look at my girl’s pretty smile!!! LOOK AT IT!!!‼️‼️‼️‼️”

Kinda short but send more and I’ll try my best😭

Summary: Dallas gets his wisdom teeth removed.

Pairing: Dallas Winston x Fem reader

Warnings: Cursing, Some sexual remarks and I think that's it.

Dallas had just got back from the dentist, bleeding from the mouth and a bad attitude.

"How was the dentist?" You ask him, rubbing his back as he got out of Darry's truck.

"Terrible. They took my tongue." He said, showing you his bloody tongue that was still there.

You laughed softly, helping him to the front door.

He looked back at you.

"Who are you? Who is she? She's cute." He asked everyone, trying to keep himself standing.

Two-Bit smiled at his buddy.

"That's your girlfriend, dally." He said, patting him on the back.

"You're my girlfriend?" He asked surprised, his voice muffled slightly since the gauze was in the way.

You laughed and nodded your head, smiling brightly at him.

"Aw, you're so pretty." He said smiling.

"Dal, it's time to change your gauze." Darry said, opening a new pack and went to take the old ones out of his mouth.

"No! You're not taking my tongue again!" He said, trying to get away as he laid on the couch.

You laughed.

"Come on, baby. He's not gonna take your tongue. He's changing the gauze in your mouth because they're all bloody." You looked at him with a soft smile.

"Yeah do whatever the pretty lady says." Two-Bit said, laughing as he took a bite out of his chocolate cake.

Dally huffed and opened up his mouth, letting Darry take out the old gauze and replacing them with new ones.

Two-Bit and Soda definitely convinced Dallas that his dick fell off.

Poor baby was so upset.

"They took it?!" He screamed, eventually started sobbing.

"Wait that means I don't have to pee anymore." He says laughing, laying his head on your shoulder.

"Wanna makeout?" He asks looking at you with lustful eyes.

"Um, not right now no. Maybe when your mouth isn't all bloody." You said chuckling.

"Awh. But I love you." He says, hugging you suddenly.

"Awwww that's so sweet dally boy" Two-bit teased, flicking dals ear.

You and the gang definitely had to to bite back your giggles at Dal's lisp he had due to the gauze in the way.

"Babe, I want a kiss." He said, his lisp coming out strong.

"Sorry Dallas I don't know what a 'kith' is." You laugh

Totally got mad at you after that.

"Stop making fun of me! It's not very nice!"

Craved ice cream since he got out of the dentist building.

"Steve! Go get me ice cream!"

"No. What do I look like? A butler?"

"Not gonna lie..A little."

Best believe Ponyboy recorded this.

Because I mean, who wouldn't.

You can't tell me that this dude wont start singing randomly.

"I wanna know what love isss!"

"Dal, shut up."

"Kiss my ass, Two."

He's just a mess.

hi, honeybee! i love your writing, i literally just spent almost an hour reading your stuff! 🩷🥺

i was wondering if i could request dallas with a reader who had been in an abusive reIationship before getting with him, and she hid it from him until one day she flinches during an argument and dal is like ???? and she opens up about it and it's all fluffy and cute and he's fuIIy prepared to go beat up her ex for hurting her?

Awh.. I LOVE THE NICKNAME YOU GAVE MEE! SO CUTE! You are now one of my faves! AND I LOVE IT! Reach out anytime!

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Pairing: Dallas Winston x Fem! Reader

Summary: The readers secret finally comes out during an argument.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, cursing, Dallas being too cute, Smoking, mentions of beer.

❝ When I arrive at my destination. I am going to kill Bill.❞

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It was a deep secret you didn't want to come out.

You wanted Dallas to think that he had a perfect girlfriend and you wanted to keep the sad stuff to yourself.

But secrets don't always hide themselves. They always come up to the surface. Whether they are meant to or not.

"Y/N..Why can't you just do it next week?"

Your performance was tomorrow night, you practiced all week and you wanted Dallas to watch.

"Because it would be too late to do it next week."

You spoke quietly and thought about if your relationships would be like the last.. He never wanted to watch your performances. He watched a few but he just shrugged them off like they were nothing.

He didn't understand the tears and frustration you put out just to make it the best for him to watch.

"Well I'm busy tomorrow night. Maybe I'll think about it." He said, taking a puff from his cigarette as he looked at the TV.

He always said that.

"Dallas!" You said, turning off the TV, standing in front of it.

"Hey, what the hell!" He said, sitting up, standing from his seat, walking to the TV.

"I'm sorry. But you don't understand what I go through just for you to push it away! I worked really hard this time, just for you. And you won't even think twice about it."

"I said I'll think about it!" He yelled, throwing his hand in the air.

You winced and shut your eyes tightly. You moved back harshly, making you bump into a table, knocking over your beer glass. You put one hand in front of your face, the other holding onto the edge of the table to keep your figure standing.

Dallas slowly brought his hand down.

"What'd you do that for, huh?" He spoke quietly. He already knew why. He just didn't wanna believe it.

No. He refused to believe it. That someone had hurt his beautiful doll.

"N-nothing. Just tripped." You got stood up straight and walked into your kitchen.

He followed you, right behind you.

"You think I believe that shit? Hell no! You're gonna tell me why the hell you acted like that." He said, and even though his voice was harsh, he grabbed your wrist gently.

"I'm serious, Dally. I tripped over my own feet. You don't even have to go to the performance, Dal. I wont go either." You said, hiding the fact that you were crying.

"Doll, I can't help you if you don't help me. Tell me. I'll go to every performance you have. I just want you to tell me who hurt you." You had him at your mercy. You could tell that he would do anything for you to tell him.

"My ex, (Random punk ass name), was abusive. Just a past relationship that didn't end well. Just old habits. I'm sorry."

He wrapped you in a hug. You could tell he was angry but he never took it out on you.

"No. Don't ever be sorry. I would never put my hands on you. You know that, doll." He kissed your cheek, his eyes tearing up at the thought of someone taking you for granted.

You wrapped your arms around him, your head in the crook of his neck.

The two of you stood in your kitchen like that for a while until you let go.

When you let go, he felt scared that he was gonna lose you.

You realized that you overreacted over the whole performance thing. You didn't even like (flutes, violin, piano, etc.)

"Dally, I'll tell you what. You don't have to go to the performance. I overreacted. I don't even like doing it. We can go out for ice cream tomorrow night, or maybe cause some trouble around town, hm?"

Dallas shook his head, smirking slightly.

"Or we can just stay here together, Watch a movie, and eat some snacks." Truthfully, Dallas just didn't wanna let you go.

You nodded.

But Dallas knew that when he got the chance, he was gonna find the guy that did this to you. And he was gonna kill him.



i love love LOVE your work <3 can i ask for a dally winston x street racer HC? tyyyyy <3

AHHHH OF COURSEEEEE OMG THANK YOUUU I LOVE YOUUU

#worried Asf

LOVES LOVES LOVES watching you

But he gets scared of how stupid people can be on the road

Also Street Racing IS illegal

So when the cops show up he runs after your car LMFAO

He tries to catch you to warn you about the fuzz

But you did get arrested because someone down the street snitched (Assholes)

Dallas was cursing out the cop while you were getting put into the car.

"Hey, man! What the hell is your problem, huh!? Hey! Get your hands off 'er!"

Screaming in the cops face while you're watching from the car window.

UM?

DECORATING YOUR RACE CAR WITH YOU?!

YES MA'AM!!

pop a wheelie.

I dare you.

He will be screaming.

"THAT'S MY GIRL!" - Dallas

Watches you pick your outfits

Your race helmet?

Will be Dallas-fied

Puts stickers on your rear window

OMG LET DALLAS RIDE IN THE PASSENGER SEAT?

HE WILL BE SCREAMING WITHOUT THE 'S'

Accidentally spilled soda in your car and felt SO bad..

Cleaned it up for you

Prays that you are safe on the road.

once you crashed and your car flipped because your component hit you on purpose.

Dallas was flipppin his shit.

Ran SO FAST to your car and started to get you out of your car.

You sprained your arm and Dallas kicked their ass.

Cheers you on SO fucking loud it's not even funny.

When you win?

Oh lord

Not gonna lie he gets turned on when he sees you with your little helmet and your racing outfit.

Can't help it tho

You just look so yum

<3

Hope you like it Babe! <33333 Pls request anytime, love.

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Parings: Dallas Winston x Fem reader with a younger sibling.

Summary: Dallas realizes that kids aren't so bad if you meet the right ones :)

Warnings: Mild cursing

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Introducing your little sibling to Dallas was definitely a trip.

Asks him to attend her tea parties.

MAKES HIM WEAR A TIARA OML

Karaoke? Sure.

Comes out of her room with 3 tight bracelets, a tiara barely on his head, and cookie crumbs on his face.

"Them cookies must have been good." You said, playing with the remote.

DRAWS STUFF FOR HIM ALL THE TIME.

"Oh uh..who's that?" He says, pointing to a guy with a jean jacket and brown hair.

"It's you! You're holding hands with my sissy." She smiles, pointing to the picture.

He thinks it's so cute.

"Aw thank you, love. It's great."

Keeps all her drawings. :)

It's so hard trying to put her to bed.

Mostly because Dallas is trying to play while you're trying to get her in bed for real.

Dallas chases her with a smile on his face, hiding behind the counter to jump out and scare her as she giggles.

She runs around for a bit more, before walking up to Dallas with a tired expression, arms up for him to pick her up.

Introduces her to the most DISRESPECTFUL songs she was bound to know if you were with Dallas.

We aren't gonna ignore the fact that Dallas is a cuddle bug.

He really is.

But he just isn't open about it.

Dance parties at 3 in the morning.

Will show up to the school house if he has to.

She got in a fight?

Oh well she better have won.

Wont let anyone talk to her sideways.

What did you say?

Didn't think so.

Makeout interruptions.

"Dally-oh." She said, her small hand on the door handle.

He looks back at her, trying to hide his embarrassment as you and him laugh to yourselves.

"Ew." She said as she walked out, leaving her conversation on the dresser.

Actually thinks she's funny.

Been around Dallas and you for too long.

When you and Dallas are together, y'all act like the crackheads you find at the corner of gas stations.

She thinks y'all are weird sometimes.

Teaches her bad words. Like Fuck, shit, ass, bitch, cunt, slut .etc.

"Yeah. Stop being an asshole, Y/n."

Sneaks candy into her backpack for school.

Goes to all of her performances.

Like school play?

He's the loud mom that's cheering her kid on.

Takes her out for ice cream after.

She thinks you two are so cute.

"Awwwww y'all are hugginggg. Y'all are so sweet."

Witnessing play fighting and she actually thinks you're kicking his ass.

"Wait! Stop!"

"What's wrong?" He asks

"Oh nevermind. Proceed."

Honestly the trio nobody knew they needed.

Hope you like it! Also please request because I'm bored asf

❝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.

could you do a dallas winston x reader where reader gets a build a bear and asks him to coparent it? sorry if this doesn’t make sense

OMG OMG OMG YES ABSOLUTELYYYY I LOVE YOUUU (crying, screaming, Kicking my feet like a toddler, and foaming at the mouth right now tbh)

Walking around the mall with you right on his tail was a gift and a curse.

You had finally coaxed him into going to Build A Bear.

He protested until you gave him those eyes. He loved making you happy more than anything.

"Please, Dally? I promise I won't ask anything from you again." You gave him puppy eyes and he went weak in the knees.

With a roll of his eyes, he finally gave in. You squealed, grabbing his hand and running into the bright colored store.

Your eyes sparkled at the sight of all the bears, clothes and shoes. All the little kids ran around the store with brand new bears of their choice, laughing and playing around.

You looked at the shelf, seeing a green frog. You smiled brightly, grabbing it and showing the worker.

You waited patiently with Dallas standing right next to you, bored to death as your bear was being made.

When it was finally ready, you bought clothes, shoes and hats for it.

"what should we name him, Dal?" You asked with a bright smile as you put on his clothes in the car.

"We?" He asked, raising his brow.

You nodded.

"I'll be the mom and you can be his dad." You smiled at him.

"Awh. Nah man-"

you whined at him, hugging your frog as you looked at him.

"I'm not changing diapers." He said as you smiled.

"You'll do it?" you said happily as he nodded slightly.

You kissed his cheek, before putting on your frogs shoes.

"We should name him Max." He said, his hand on your thigh.

Don't tell me this man wouldn't get the most offensive shirts for it.

"Really, Dal?"

Pretends he hates it but you catch him sleeping on your bed, cuddling up next to the stuffed frog.

It's so cute.

"He's hungry. Feed him."

"Aren't you the one with boobs? You feed em'."

Takes the frogs side.

"Did you eat all my cookies, Max?"

"Maybe you ate them while you were in your food coma last night."

So rude.

Dallas ate them.

Calls the gang Max by accident.

"Max hand me th- sorry I meant Ponyboy."

"Who the hell is Max?"

"Our kid."

The gang teases him for it ever since.

It really makes him think about having a child in the future with you.

Snatched him out of your hands so he can spend "quality father and son time"

hes really just dressing him up in dumb outfits.

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Pairing: Dallas Winston x Fem! Reader

Summary: Reader's boyfriend isn't treating her right. Dallas wants to show her that he can offer more.

Warnings: Slight cursing, Mentions of unwanted sexual gestures, Mentions of an abusive relationship, Smoking (boo hoo. Don't care), Dallas being too hot to handle, Dal's excessive use of the word "man"

Also the "I know you feel what I feel" came from @sadfever (Thank you so much for giving me inspiration to write this!)

❝What a shame, if you were mine you would not get the same. If you were mine you would top everything.❞

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Dallas wasn't expecting you to be standing outside his bedroom door at Bucks at 4 in the morning, soaking wet with rain water. He put out his cigarette before looking at you.

"Doll, are you fuckin' insane? You could've gotten snatched up off the streets walkin' around this late. Do you know what time it is? Get in here, man." He grabbed your shirt gently, pulling you in his room.

The light from his bedside lamp grazed over your face, showing the fresh bruises.

"I- Doll..." Was all he could say.

"Don't say anything. I just need someone to stay until the sun comes u-"

He cut you off.

"Nah, man. You're gonna tell me what the hell happened and you're gonna tell me now."

You sighed.

"I told him no. That's what happened."

He looked at you with anger as he thought about all the things that asshole could've tried to do with you.

"I'm sorry. Him? A guy did this? Who-"

You gave him a look that told him who.

You gave him that look anytime you talked about him.

He hated him. More than you.

"What were you saying no to?"

You started to pull down your pants, showing the marks on your thighs, also lifting up your shirt as you showed the ones that laid on your back and hips.

Dal sighed, talking about "catching a cold with all those wet clothes you got on." before grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, and handing them to you, turning around so you can have privacy as you started changing.

"So uh. You leavin' him?" He said, facing the wall.

"Thinkin' about it-"

"I'm sorry. Your asshat of a 'boyfriend', not only tried to have his way with you even though you refused, but put his hands on you and made you cry. Does that sound like something you should be 'thinking about' leaving? Hell no. You shut him out or i'll do it for you."

You pulled up the shorts, smiling.

"I hate seeing you with him, man. Pretending you're happy around everyone else. Well I see past it. You're trapped with him. Why don't you just get that I could treat you better. I can really make you happy if you let me."

"What?"

He looked around before answering.

"You heard me, Man." He really didn't want to repeat himself.

"I know you feel what I feel."

You were at a loss for words. You've always loved the brunette that stood in front of you as his back was turned towards you. You were just scared of what would happen if you showed how you felt.

You walked up behind him slowly, grabbing his shoulder.

He turned around to look at you, only to feel your lips on his. It was like a dream for both of you. The passion spilled out of your mouths as his hand settled on the small of your back.

The two of you pulled away, out of breath and eyes full of lust.

"I wanted-I want to leave him. But I'm scared, Dally. I didn't want him to hurt you." You breathed out as you started to silently cry in his arms.

It hurt Dallas to see you in so much pain. He rubbed your back, kissing your forehead as he told you to just "let it out".

"He ain't got nothin' on me, Doll. And you know it. I'll kick his ass in 3 seconds if it's over you."

He was gonna make sure you got the love you deserved.

I've been in my active era so much LMFAO any requests for Dallas Winston, Tex or Rusty James? Desperate tbh lol

dallas winston x fem! reader go go dancer where she wears really revealing clothing and is mysterious in a way?

Im getting stripper vibes, I dont know if they are the same thing but I'm gonna assume yes. Warnings: Mentions of rape.

Loves watching you.

Is so proud of you

Like get that money bbg

But he gets pissed when guys get to handsy.

"Hey man back up a bit."

Fights have been issued.

He has been kicked out like 5 times for fighting.

But they let him back in because he made it know that if he doesn't get back in he's gonna hurt some people.

He only really goes to protect you Lies he also goes to watch you get them dolla billzzz

UM? LOVES PICKING OUT YOUR OUTFITS? YES MA'AM

Give him a lil strip tease.

Let him be your first client.

Will wet his pants (not) LMFAO

Literally loves it.

But really though.

In all seriousness.

He gets worried about leaving you by yourself

Like freaks the fuck out the MOMENT he walks out that door.

Overthinks and "just decided to check you out instead of leavin'."

He really is just worried that someone will try to have their way with you and he wouldn't be there to help you.

He's terrified of that.

If that happened and he wasn't there to help you. He would cry his eyes out and never stop apologizing.

He wouldn't watch them have their way with other girls either. It's not just you.

Dallas don't play that shit.

In the movie he might have been teasing cherry and harassing her but he wouldn't go as far as rape.

But overall loves you either way and would protect you with his life.

And it's pretty serious.

He don't play that.

He can't stand when someone calls you names for your job.

He found that out when he saw you crying in the bathroom.

"Doll, what's wrong?" He said, sitting on the ground next to you, wiping your tears.

You tell him that some people are calling you names (whore, slut ect.)

He is beyond pissed but doesn't do anything until he catches it happening.

Picks your heels out. Yes Ma'am

Has great taste too.

like leave it to him to pick out your outfits and heels.

He eats fr.

Aint nobody Messin' with his baby.

Dallas Winston x African Fem reader. Basically y/n is a new girl in town who lives with her grandparents and Dally thinks shes fine and he’s trying to rizz her up. Tysmm

Yes ma'am/Sir <3 Its so cute my darling Disclaimer: I didn't want to assume if she was more dark or if she was white but I hope it's okay if she has more darker skin <3 Also I'm gonna change it up a bit (Like she's new so she doesn't know about a lot of stuff outside of Africa, so Dallas introduces her to more things.)

❝ I gotta know tonight. If you're alone tonight.❞

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To say Dallas Winston was interested was definitely an understatement.

He felt as if he wanted to get to know you and what your heart desires.

So he does what the good ole' Dally Winston would do.

Hit on you.

He walked to you in such a manner that would have any girl falling to their knees. And his accent made you blush right away.

"Hi there, pretty girl. I haven't seen you around. What's your name?" He smirked as he looked into your eyes.

You smiled at his accent. It just made you feel safe for some odd reason, considering he was a stranger.

"I'm Y/n L/n. I love your accent, it's very comforting. I just moved here from Africa." You said, looking at his cute facial features.

He was definitely a cutie.

His eyes widened, his cheeks only showing the smallest amount of blush. No one has ever complimented his accent like you did. He could tell that he was gonna like you a lot.

"Thanks, man. Uh- Africa, huh? What'd you move here for?" He said, the last part coming off rude. He internally slapped himself, hoping you didn't notice his harsh tone. And thankfully you didn't.

You just smiled at him, before answering his question.

"Just felt like it I guess. What's your name and where are you from?" you asked sweetly. Your voice sounded like honey and your skin was tan, which shined brightly in the sun.

"Im from New York. Dallas Winston. But you can call me yours if you want." He said, shooting his shot.

That explains the accent. You felt the blood rise to your face as you covered it, avoiding his stare.

"Aren't you just a charmer, Mr Winston." You said, starting to walk as Dallas walked with you.

"Do you want to be my friend? I haven't met a lot of people that went out of their way to talk to me." You asked quietly.

He smiled softly, nodding his head at you as you two walked around town.

"Oh what a car! That's really nice." You exclaimed, pointing at the mustang that belonged to Bob Sheldon.

Dal looked at the car, remembering how many times he had slashes the tires to that exact car as he smirked.

"yeah uh that's Bob Sheldons car. We don't like him." He said, grabbing your shoulder as he kept walking.

"Why not? He hurt you?" You kept asking questions on why but he was scared to show the kind of person Dallas Winston really was.

"Nah, man. He just- look. Around here, you have to hide. You have to fight for just walking around in the streets. Just stay away from him. Understand?" he said, lighting a cigarette.

You weren't scared. You were sad that you couldn't go where you wanted.

"I move here from Africa. For more. And now all my opportunities are out the window. I wanna see the world, Dal." You say sadly.

He blew a puff of smoke into your face. You ignored it. It didn't bother you one bit. From the house you lived in, people smoked all the time. Even you. But not all the time.

"Wanna meet my friends?" He asked you randomly.

You were honestly excited.

"More? Like you?" You asked with a bright smile that soon made him smile as well.

"psh. I mean I guess. But remember sweetheart. There ain't a lot of people like Dally Winston." He kisses your hand before grabbing it, walking down the sidewalk with you.

You blushed softly, looking down at your feet.

You took your hand back. This is too early. You are getting too attached.

He noticed but ignored it as he looked around to distract himself.

You two then made it to a house, the screen door wide open for just anybody to walk in.

You shifted in your spot, nervous to go in.

Dallas noticed your absence, going back outside to find you when he saw you weren't behind you.

"Hey. What's up, man? Scared?" He said before laughing.

You loved his laugh.

"A little." You said looking at the house.

"Aw come on. They don't bite- Steve might. But just ignore them if they say weird stuff." He said, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, leading you inside before having his hand on the small of your back. Walking in right after you.

They boys looked up, besides Two-Bit and Ponyboy.

"Hey guys. This is Y/n. She just moved here from Africa." He said before Darry stood up, holding out his hand to introduce himself.

You nervously took it and smiled. "Hello Y/n. I'm Darryl but please call me Darry." He then pointed at all the boys, naming them as you nodded.

"Make yourself at home." He said before going into the kitchen.

You sat next to Two-bit, looking over his shoulder at the TV.

"Mickey Mouse?" You asked him, pointing at the Tv.

He looked at you and then at Dally.

"where did you find her, Dal? She's cute."

You blushed, putting a hand over your mouth as you looked at him then Dallas.

"Yeah yeah. Met er' at the diner." He rolled his eyes.

You got up and sat on the couch next to Dallas.

"Who's she? A girlfriend?" Steve said to Dally.

You looked at him with wide eyes.

You both stumbled over your words, trying to say it wasn't like that.

Steve just laughed.

"Jeez, Dal. If you like her just say that."

"Shut up snaggle tooth. I don't wanna hear it." Dallas just brushed him off before looking at the TV.

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It's been 5 weeks and you and Dallas are closer than you have ever been close with someone.

"Hey Y/n. Wanna go to the bar or somethin'? I'm real bored, man."

You looked at Dallas, before rolling your eyes with a smile.

"You're always bored." You said, grabbing your shoes.

You two walked over to Bucks, playing around on the way there.

You turned around, realizing that Dallas wasn't talking your ear off.

"Dally?" You said, looking behind parked cars.

You saw the alley way. It was dark and you hated it. You were scared of the dark.

You walked closer, hearing noises in the distance.

You screamed when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Dallas I'm gonna fucking kill you!" You said, punching him hard in the shoulder.

"Ow. Watch the guns, babe." He laughed, ruffling your hair.

"You know I hate the dark. Why would you do that?" You asked, looking anywhere but into his eyes.

"Hey, Doll. I was just playing around. Come on, you know it was funny." He said, making you smile slightly before punching him in the shoulder again. This time playfully.

"See? What'd I tell ya?" He said, jokingly grabbing your nose before you swatted his hand away.

"Come on dally. Let's go before it gets any later." You said, looking around, seeing darkness from the distance, a chill being sent up your spine.

He chuckles before wrapping his arm around you.

"I ain't gonna let nothin' happen to you. You know that." He mumbled before walking towards Buck's with you under his arm.

It was taking forever to get there. It even started raining as you two were walking.

"Dal, I told you we should've took the car." You said, hitting his arm playfully. Both of you dripping with rain water.

"Yeah yeah. You just love being right don't ya? He smirked at you, wrapping his jacket around himself more as he shivered.

Your band T-shirt was almost see through, but it wasn't too bad since it was red.

"You just love being wrong don't ya?" You said, mocking his accent.

He glared at you playfully.

"Ha. Ha. Shut up." He flicked your ear. He noticed how your hair dripped with rain water, looking at you with admiration.

"You alright, dal-"

You two were cut off by a figure approaching the two of you.

"Dallas Winston? Is that you? What are you doing on this side of town, huh?" Bob said, taking a drink from his flask.

"Damn it." Dallas said under his breath.

"Look man. I don't want any trouble while I have my lady friend here. We're just passin' through, man." He said, staring him down nervously.

"Oh yeah? Where you from, doll? I haven't seen you around." He said, looking at you.

You didn't appreciate him calling you "Doll." And apparently Dallas didn't either.

"Um..Africa." You said quietly.

"Okay well you should just go back to Africa sweetheart. This ain't the place for you. Do you know who you're out here running with? Just look at em'." He sneered.

"Just ignore it, doll." Dallas said, grabbing you gently, pulling you away from Bob.

You balled up your fist as he continued to talk as you walked with Dallas.

"Dallas Winston is a bad man. You are better off on our side of town. Not with those losers."

You turned around, swinging a punch right to his nose.

"Don't you ever talk about my friends. I don't know you and you sure as hell don't know me. So step off." You paused before saying something else. "And if you have a problem with Dal, you have a problem with me." You wiped the blood from your knuckles before walking up the Dallas hurriedly, Bob ran off.

Dallas was shocked, but more so in love.

"Why- how..oh my God, Doll. You coulda' got hurt. The fuzz coulda' taken you away." He said looking at you with concern, checking you to make sure you were okay.

"Dal, I'm fine. I just don't like when people talk about my friends." You said, looking at your knuckles.

He smiled, hugging you, the sky starting to rain again.

You smiled, before hugging him back.

"You know. That kind of turned me on." He said, making you playfully smack his head.

"Dallas!" You covered your blush.

"What? Just sayin'" He smirked, wrapping his arm around you as the rain poured down.

"Real cute, Dally." You playfully pinched his cheek before he swatted your hand away.

"Not cuter than you, Pretty Girl."

can you please do a dallas x reader where the reader is kind of mysterious and seductive?

Warning: KINDA smutty. A LITTLE

Hear me out...

Boner.

He literally can't help it when you look at him like that.

If you are very mysterious? you keep him guessing and wanting to know more. And he likes that about you.

You tend to speak to him in a certain way without meaning to and it drives him CRAZY.

Put your hand on his knee or thigh while he's driving and he will stop that car so fast.

Not even joking.

"Dal, why are we stopping?"

Literally has to STOP that car so he doesn't wreck the thing.

"Doll. Just- Move your hand. Do you want us to crash?"

When you find out why he's so nervous, please use it to your advantage.

Can't keep calm when you sit in his lap.

Hes fine when you are just sitting No he's not But when you start moving around?

He's trying so hard not to make it noticeable.

Talking on the phone?

Your voice drives him crazy. He has to pull the phone away from his ear like ten times so he doesn't have an orgasm right there lol.

Most of the time you do it on purpose.

"Dal? You there?" You say smirking to yourself.

"Y-yeah i'm here. Just doing some homework."

That boy don't do homework.

Please kiss his neck out of nowhere.

You might get a surprise.

Has a hand in your back pocket at all times.

He just wants to hold your ass honestly.

Whisper in his ear? Yes please. He will rise to heaven.

LOVES LOVES making out with you at night in his car.

Slaps your ass when he walks by.

Don't act like you didn't expect that. It's Dallas.

Loves you fr tho.

Anyone got any Dallas Winston or Rusty James headcanon or fanfic requests? I'm losing ideas lol

Also please be specific when you requests because I need plots lol also someone requested a dally x shepard reader and I literally no not a damn thing about the Shepard's and it will not end well for you or me it will take years to even look at the request a 2nd time I'm sorry lol

can you please do a dallas winston angst where reader is going through a depressive ep? and they aren't in a relationship but they also aren't friends (like a romantic connection type thing)

OOO I LOVE THIS! Also if any of you are going through a state of depression, I want you to know that it will be okay. Just keep trying and you will eventually get to wherever you wanna go! <3 Also I'm gonna make this like a depressive ep bc she's sick of Dallas not making up his mind about if he wants to be with her or not. Hope that's okay :).

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❝ And what I really meant to say is I'm sorry for the way I am. ❞ (also the song is "Cold- Crossfade" <3)❝ Cause I'm pretty when I cry. ❞ (Song- pretty when I cry -Lana del ray.)

Dallas wandered around town, seeing you at the diner so he thought he'd come see you.

Big mistake.

All the flirty and playful banter that you two used to share wasn't there when he flashed you a smile and you had yet to wipe your tears.

"Hey Y/n. Whatcha doin' all by yourself?" He said, his accent already making you sick to your stomach.

You loved his accent. But today you didn't wanna see him.

You didn't wanna hear him.

"Trying to get away from people. So if you'd be my little helper and go away." You said, looking out the window of the diner.

He stayed quiet for a bit, trying to search for reasons why you could be acting like this.

"You gonna keep staring? You heard what I said. Get lost." You snapped, pushing him out the booth seat.

He was kinda shocked, pony and Johnny stood in the background, wondering why their best friend was acting so mean.

"You okay y/n? I don't mean to stick around after you told Dallas not to. But I'm a bit worried." Johnny spoke softly to you.

You looked at him plainly before rummaging through your purse.

"I'm alright Johnny. Just- here." You hand him and Ponyboy a few dollars, telling them to go get a snack from the counter.

They didn't wanna walk away, but they knew it was better to leave you alone so you didn't get upset again.

Dallas watch as you avoided his stare.

"Doll-"

"Don't call me that, Dal." You say as you play around with your French fries.

He looked at you with confusion.

"I've been calling you that since we met, whats up with you?" He says, anger obvious in his voice, now getting fed up with your cold shoulder.

"Dallas. I don't mean to sound like a bitch but I don't really give a damn. You come in and sweep me off my feet but then when theres a time where we should be together, you brush me off like some dirt. Make up your mind, Dal." you said as your old tears began to be replaced with new ones.

He looked at you, and you couldn't tell if he was angry. He tried to keep you calm, in fear of other people seeing the scene the two of you are causing.

"Doll I do love you-"

"Do you though?"

He banged his fist on the table, making you jump slightly. He noticed and wrapped his arm around you, not wanting to come off to harsh.

"Yes. I do love you and you know I do. But are you sure you wanna be with me? I'm not boyfriend material and you know that."

You rolled your eyes, a smile threatening to shine through.

"Im sure dal." You hugged him tightly, in hopes of him wanting the same thing.

He kissed your forehead softly, before grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the booth.

You looked up at him confused as he wiped away your recent tears with a smile on his face.

"Lets go the the drive in tonight, yeah?" He said, twirling your hair.

You were deeply in love with him. And you didn't care anymore if this was another sick trick. You would fall for it over and over just for him.

would you write anything about the motorcycle boy?

It is less likely because I don't know that much about him and honestly I would pick Rusty James over him ANY DAY.

hey I just wanted to tell you I love your writings so much you’re an amazing writer

AWWWWWWWWW THANK YOU LOVE <3 !!

HEYYYYYY I’m back lol could I get a

Dallas Winston x GYM RAT reader hcs?

Yes baeeee

Let's start off with pullups.

When he spots you, expect his hands to be RIGHT under your ass cheeks.

And honestly he spots you just so he can hold your ass.

And he LOVES watching you lift weights- leaves the gym with his pants literally squeezing tf out of him.

He brings you snacks and water every time you forget something to eat.

It's so sweet.

And you don't skip leg day.

So when he watches you on leg day- lord HELP HIM.

"Dallas come spot me" You said, going to the pull up bar.

"I can spot you in the bedroom tonight" He says, smacking your ass before spotting you.

Yeah. That's our man right there.

There was one time where you almost broke your ankle on the treadmill.

He has never jumped up so fast in his life.

"You alright doll?" He asks, kissing your forehead.

Loves your figure. He loves running his hands along your waist.

Even in serious situations.

Like when your talking to the owner of the gym about upgrading the pull-up bars? His hands can NOT be kept to himself as you try to push them off.

When you let him pick your workout outfits, he is over the moon.

Gets hella jealous when other gym rats try firting with you RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM.

You literally started crying because you thought you two were gonna get kicked out because some guy couldn't keep his hands to himself.

"Did you just touch her, man?"

But the owner loves you so she would NEVER kick you out.

Dally felt so bad for all the damage, so he stayed after closing time to clean the whole gym.

The owner was so thankful and gave him and you a free membership, especially since you were a regular at her business.

Tries to kiss you literally anytime you are doing ANYTHING.

Like..situps? Every time you sit up best believe you getting a kiss. It's so cute honestly.

Broooo....Squats? Don't even get him started.

He be having impulsive thoughts to pull you to the bathroom for "alone time"

Lowkey jumps everytime someone drops weights on the ground (Its so loud)

When you can lift more leg weights than him? Gives you the most shocked, disrespectful, astonished glare ever.

But he thinks it's hot anyway.

He brags to anyone and everyone he sees about you.

Thinks you look so pretty and he be forgetting that he's spotting you and accidently let's go everytime he sees yoru pretty face and your nice figure.

He tells you he's proud of you EVERYDAY.

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

Any requests for Matt Dillon characters? (Also I will not be doing Matt Dillon but I am doing Matt Dillon CHARACTERS)

Also if I gotta say one more time to ASK BEFORE REBLOGGING MY POSTS. I hate that sm.

Only people that FULLY have my permission is @the-greasers-angel, @dljcem and @heyitstial

Thank you <3

≀➸ ❥ 𝘪 Wanna be yours .‧₊°

Dallas didn't know why he wanted to be yours exactly.

Wanna be your vacuum cleaner.

Maybe it's the butterflies he got anytime he saw you.

Maybe it was the way you made his heart jump.

Breathing in your dust.

Your voice, your laugh.

"Dally- You are so stupid!" You laughed as you watched Dal run down the street, being chased by 3 dogs.

He could look at you for hours and hours.

He didn't care what he had to do to be with you.

That includes rushing all his tests earlier so he can meet you in the hallways at school, or ditching his other class friends to skip school for the parking lot of Dairy Queen.

Even if you scold him, which you do every time he rushes his tests, he wouldn't care because he gets to see you right in front of him 5 minutes earlier.

"Dal, I told you this. You don't have to rush your tests everytime you see me out the door window. You're gonna make a bad grade." you say, flicking his nose softly.

"So? It ain't your grade, it's my grade and i'll do whatever the hell I want with it." he let out his goofy laugh, making you smile. It does every time.

Everyone can see it.

And no matter how much Dallas WInston tries to deny his love for the girl he grew close with, everyone can see the eyes he gives you when you walk into the room.

"Dal, you are whipped." Two-bit joked as h took a sip of his beer right as you walked into the house.

"I am not- hey y/n. Lemme help you with that" He says, immediately getting up to grab stuff from your hands.

He loves sitting in the car on rainy nights, with you right in the passenger seat "lookin' pretty" Which is what he tells Johnny.

I Wanna be your Ford Cortina.

I will never rust.

"She's so pretty, man. I just- how did I get to be the person she trusts the most? I mean just look at me and look at her. She's perfect" He says, taking a drag before passing the freshly lit cigarette to Johnny.

"Wow, Dal. I never knew you thought of her like that." He laughed slightly.

You call the shots, babe.

I just wanna be yours.

"yeah, and if you tell 'er I'ma kick your ass. I mean it Johnny. You can't tell 'er." he threatened as Johnny just nodded, throwing his hands up in playful defense.

Secrets I have held in my heart.

Are harder to hide than I thought.

He couldn't help but get the jitters when you looked at him with a bright smile as you ran down the hallway when you finally saw your brunette friend, hugging him tightly.

The way his cheeks would turn pink anytime you made a flirty comment.

"Oooh Look at you handsome~ Whatcha lookin' so fine for today sir~?" you flirted playfully as you got in his car, as he always picks you up before school.

"Oh come on, now. I look the same as always." he said, avoiding your stare at his sweats and band t- shirt.

Lies.

He put on a different outfit that day, maybe it was because it was the first day of sophmore year. Or maybe it was because he wanted to be yours.

Maybe I just wanna be yours.

"And what about you, doll? What'd you get so dressed up for?" He asked, starting to drive off.

"Why for you, my love~" You laughed, leaning your head back before turning up the radio.

He couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy.

Hold your hair in deep devotion.

At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean.

I wanna be yours.

He loved seeing you at school.

You are really the only reason he goes.

He always looks forward to your hugs in the hallways as his friends pat his back as he trys to tell them "It's not like that".

But he wants it to be like that.

He wants to hold you close and tell you how pretty you are.

"You look really pretty today-" He says as he shifts in his spot, nervously playing with the hem of his t-shirt.

He wants to be closer to you in every way.

He wants to hold your hand as you two walk around Tulsa, Oklahoma.

"Dally, you okay?" You ask as he stares at his paper.

"Yeah doll. Just kinda mad about my grade."

You laughed.

"Well I told you not to rush. You know i'll be waiting for you every time you walk out those doors. What kind of person would I be if I wasn't walking down the hallways with my cutie friend to protect me." You smile, rubbing his back gently as his face turned a slight tinted pink.

He wanted to tell you how much he adored your smile, your company- he wanted to tell you how much you mean to him and how much he wanted to just kiss you until the world ended.

How much he wanted to protect you.

"Um, sorry i'm not interested." You spoke at a boy as he tried to swoon you in the hallways.

"Why not? I can give you everything you want, love." He said, grabbing your hand tightly.

"She said she's not interested. So beat it." Dal said, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

How much he wanted to listen to music with you as he drove the car around town at night, not really having anywhere to go.

"Doll, there's something I gotta tell you" He said, tapping the steering wheel slightly as he looked at you. The rain was pouring down, thankfully the top was up.

"Of course, you can tell me anything." He was lovestruck and got distracted as you flashed him a bright smile that you only seemed to wear for him.

He stayed silent as you waited for him to speak, looking at him, not once looking away.

"Um, well you see its kinda hard to tell you this but-"

This caused you to panic.

"You don't wanna be my friend anymore don't you." You said, wanting to start sobbing already.

"Oh no of course not, doll. I love being your friend. It's just, i kinda like someone."

You audibly gasped and turned to look at him again.

"A girl?! Oh my God tell me everything! What does she look like? Smell like? Sound like?"

He laughed at you slightly, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Well she's really pretty and um we have a few classes with her. She smells like very nice perfume, and she has a beautiful smile." He says, looking down at his shoes.

"Aw that's so sweet. What's her name?"

Secrets I have held in my heart.

Are harder to hide than I thought.

Maybe I just wanna be yours

He unbuckled his seatbelt, leaning over the center console and pulling you into a passionate kiss.

"I wanna be yours" He said, looking at you with love and affection.

"Then be mine." You smiled, kissing his cheek, making him smile brightly as he was finally yours.

Random modern (and not) music Dallas Winston head canons.

Does NOT like Katy Perry, Olivia Rodrigo or anything in that category.

The farthest he is willing to go in that department is Taylor swift.

And look...This man actually kinda fucks with Lana Del Rey.

Like there WILL be a point where you will see him vibing to her music. (and he's Lana del Rey coded so even better)

You can not tell me dal isn't a rap music kind of guy.

Also...I just have to leave this here for y'all to understand.

Dallas Winston is a slim shady fan.

Would love 2pac, Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, ICP, ect.

Yk, the old school stuff.

He would actually like juice wrld too, bc I mean just look at him.

Can rap pretty good (esp Eminem)

And we love that in a guy.

He just doesn't rap unless he's by himself in the car or he does it without realizing it.

Loves Billy Idol (Hes awesome fr)

You also can't tell me this man doesn't remind you of a aerosmith song, like get with the program love.

Can not stand any kind of operah type music.

Will fight someone over the Aux

has a crush on Doja Cat.

Actually likes nicki minaj

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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: [Stargirl Interlude]

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Info: Fem! reader x Dallas Winston (Hes so bbg) @dljcem (Another one just for you babe <3)

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│ ⁃⁃ I just wanna see you shine, cause' I know you are a Stargirl. ❞

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Dating you was like talking to a brick wall sometimes.

But other than that, he didn't care.

He loved you so much, he felt as if your smile could shoot him to the ground.

He always put you first- in very very odd ways. But he means well.

"Y/n, please don't play that song." He said as the song ended as you scrolled through your music options, already knowing which song you were gonna play.

Stargirl Interlude.

"But this is our song, Dally. You like this song." You whined

You were right, he did like this song but of course he wasn't gonna say it to your face.

He loved the thought of you two having a "song", but then again, he would rather look at his kindergarten yearbook pictures than tell you.

"I do not." He protested as he leaned his hand on the steering wheel, his other arm on the middle console.

You frowned, his words hurt because you thought it was your song. You loved it and you thought he did too.

"Oh." You said, leaning back in your seat as he stopped at a red light.

He couldn't sleep so he picked you up to go for a drive- which is what you were doing, not really having a location to stop at.

You clicked on a different song, looking out the window at all the lights that shined brightly at one another.

Dallas sighed as he looked at your miserable face, wanting you to have a good time.

He hated when you made that face.

Your thoughts were cut off by a familiar tune, following with very familiar lyrics, making you look over at him.

❝I had a vision. A vision of my nails in the kitchen.❞

Dallas looked at you with sorry eyes, before looking back at the road.

He mumbled the lyrics as he took a sharp left, going down a road he didn't recognize.

You smiled brightly, pressing a kiss to his cheek lightly.

"Thanks Dally." You said sweetly

"It's no problem, man. Just goin with the flow." He said coolly, smirking.

God, he loves his Stargirl.

*＊✿❀ ❀✿*I can't handle change*＊✿❀ ❀✿ In the back of my mind, you died.*＊✿❀ ❀✿＊*Dallas Winston @dljcem (I love you)

Info: Slight xFem! Reader, Angst (sorry loves), Johnny died but Dally didn't (I love Johnny, don't come for me. I love them all. <3) (Also i've made angst before but never like this so I wanna know if I should continue making these?)

.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．

Dallas Winston can't handle change.

And it wasn't a secret to anyone when you just walked into his life in a blink of his cold eyes.

Those once cold eyes softened by your touch, or the sound of your voice.

When Johnny died, you were by his side, watching him break into peices as he watched his best friend flatline.

And in that moment he felt cold. Any warmth he felt an hour ago was gone without a trace.

Dally Winston can't handle change.

Johnny Cade will live in the back of his mind forever. Even if he was gone, he liked to think he was still there.

Maybe if he showed him the right way, he would still be here.

He wanted to run away and change his name. There was nothing for him in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Almost like the place he once called home as he walked the streets with his best friends was just a figment of his imagination.

Oh how he hated Tulsa, Oklahoma.

He hated it almost as much as he hated New York.

Johnny was like your little brother.

He was a distraction so you didn't have to see the bad in the world.

No amount of Two- Bit's jokes were gonna wash away the dried mascara from your cheeks.

Smoking cigarettes aren't the same anymore. They only remind you of Johnny.

But you still smoke only when you watch sunsets with Ponyboy.

You knew he tried. Johnny tried so hard to be just like Dallas Winston.

But thank God he didn't.

Because Dal Winston can't handle change.

But then again, can anyone handle change?

The answer to that question we will never know.

But everyone will know what happened that night in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

The burning tragedy of the innocent boy who ran into a church to save little kids.

The endless story of Tulsa, Oklahoma will be the talk of the town.

And Dallas Winston will walk the road, letting their words go in one ear and out the other.

Because they don't know his side of the story.

Mr tough guy can't handle change.

"Oh that is so pathetic" Yes, indeed it is.

But he watched it happen.

And it burned in the back of his mind, over and over until he started screaming in his sleep.

He wished it was him.

Dallas wished it was him that was laying in a hospital bed, hanging on by a thread as the lord of heaven comforted him as he laid at his feet.

Not Johnny.

Please not him.

He has a chance, a life ahead of him.

No. It was only in the back of his mind.

If Dallas Winston can handle the cruel world around him, why can't he handle change?

Y'all I'm thinkin of making a series, it's kinda like the single mom series but it's gonna be like someone left a kid at Bucks house, assuming it was dals and like it's just gonna be a developing bond between the two.

can you please do a dallas winston x fem!reader and they are taking a relationship break because reader broke up with him for an unknown reason and one night he finds her kissing a girl in private (she's bisexual) and they have a heart to heart about it and she explains that she thought he wouldn't love her if she knew and he tells her how he'll love her no matter what and they get back together (sorry if this is too specific!)

<<<<My boyfriend’s pretty cool, but he’s not as cool as me>>>>

It was hard to bring up the news to Dallas.

“I’m breaking up with you” The words lingered in the room way long after they were said.

“Doll, please tell me you’re just joking.” 

You didn’t say another word, and just walked out. You loved Dallas to death and you would continue to love him until you died.

But you just knew he wouldn’t love you if you told him you were bisexual.

As you walked out, you heard screaming and things being thrown. You knew it was Dallas throwing a tantrum. And you wanted to turn around and just give him a big hug and never let go. But you knew you couldn’t face him, not after tonight.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

It was the weekend and your friend was taking you out to a bar. You were excited but you just haven’t been yourself ever since you left him. You pulled up to the bar, and you noticed it was buck’s.

You looked at her.

“Oh no not here, f/n.”

She rolled her eyes smiling.

“Please y/n? Pretty please?” She begged, turning off her car.

You finally agreed and got out of the car.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

It was a couple of drinks down when your friend realized she wanted to pull you into one of the bedrooms. The smell of cologne was very familiar but you couldn't figure out what it was. You only thought of Dallas.

“Woah, are you oka-” You were cut off by her lips being pressed to yours.

You didn’t stop her. Instead, you kissed back.

It went on for a few minutes until the door opened.

You both looked up to see Dallas.

“Y/n?” He said, looking at the scene in front of him.

You looked around. You saw all the posters, the bedsheets.

You now recognized the room.

“Y/n i’m so sorry- I'll call you later. I think I'm gonna be sick, y/n” She said, running to the nearest bathroom to puke up her drinks.

“What did I do wrong, y/n?” He said, looking around the room.

“No you didn’t do anything, i just-.” You looked around and saw all the pictures you and Dallas took on his bed, layed out.

He kept them.

“I’m bisexual, Dally.”

“Yeah no shit. I just saw you shove your tongue down a woman's throat.” He sassed, putting the pictures in the box and sliding them back under his bed.

He looked like he hadn’t slept for days.

You haven’t either.

“I didn’t wanna tell you because I thought you would’ve hated me if I liked girls, Dal.” You said.

Dallas laughed.

“You’re joking right? Y/n I don’t care what you like. All I know is that I love you. And you can like both, baby. I just want to be able to hold you again.” He said, wrapping you in a tight hug.

You felt like you were the most important girl on earth when you were with Dallas Winston.

“I love you too, Dally.” 

He smiled and he pressed a kiss to your cheek, hugging you tightly once more.

He was just glad he got his baby back.

Desperate for interesting rusty James, Dallas Winston, Tex requestssssssssss <3

Fr tho. I'm about to die.

Dallas Winston x Black! Fem! Reader

Requested: Yes | No @heyitstial

Let's get one thing straight. Dallas does not give a damn what your skin color is.

If you have everything he wants in a woman, go right ahead and rizz him up.

I swear, doll. He LOVES watching you do your hair. And if you teach him he might be a lot little nervous.

"No Dal, you're not doin it right. You have to twist it the other way."

"Okay, I'm sorry I'm sorry!"

And it's honestly really funny if you really pay attention to his confused face while he tries to braid your hair, which he doesn't even know how to do.

Also since the time setting was in the 60's/80's, people using the "N" slur was definitely a huge thing back then. But LOOK.

I believe this with my whole heart that Dallas (along with the gang) HATES that word in general. Even though he's pretty mean and is well known for not giving a damn. That is one of the things that piss him off the most.

He doesn't like that word being used towards ANYONE. Especially since he comes from a place where people are really mean to each other and has often seen shit go down when he was younger.

So when people start being mean and talking about your skin color.

"What did you just say?" He said, standing up from his spot at the diner.

"Dal just leave it alone, it's fin-"

Before you could even finish your sentence, best believe that Dallas was already on his feet and throwing punches.

He definitely gives you kisses and cuddles when you get home because he feels bad.

But he means well, he just doesn't like seeing people he cares about being put down for something they can't help.

Anyway, he thinks you are BEAUTIFUL and he loves you SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO much. <3

I know you don’t usually write for trans or male readers but could you do a Dally x FtM soc reader

It’s ok if you don’t feel comfortable writing that.

But if you do could you do what it would be like coming out to him and hiding your relationship.

honestly this is kinda cute (YOU ARE AN ACCEPTION FOR THESE TYPES OF FICS <3)

<<<<But you haven't seen my man. >>>>

It was a regular day with your boyfriend Dallas Winston.

And yes, you had to hide the relationship because you were a soc. As much as it hurt, it was how the world was. You wanted nothing more than to show your boyfriend off to the world.

But there was something else that you had to hide. You were trans and you don't want to lose your love.

You were gonna tell him today, you were dreading the moment you would have to let the words slip.

"Dally I have something to tell you." You said as you sat in the passenger seat of his car as it sat in a place where only you two knew, fixing the skirt that you didn't even want to wear.

"What is it, doll?" He said, flicking his ashes out the window as he looked at you softly.

You were scared out of your skin. You looked in the side mirror of the car, not even recognizing the girl in front of you.

"I'm..." You mumbled, not really wanting to say it. But you trusted Dallas with anything and everything.

"Baby doll, I can't hear you." He says gently, passing you the cig, but you didn't smoke it.

You just watched the ashes burn before your eyes began to water over with fresh salty tears.

"Baby? Come on, doll. Talk to me." He said, grabbing the cig and putting it in the car ashtray.

"Dallas, I'm trans." You said bluntly.

He paused, he wasn't mad. He wasn't sad, scared or anything. He was confused.

"What do you mean, doll? What, you mean your like, a guy or somethin'?" He asked, turning fully towards you.

"I identify as a boy but I'm still a girl. But- Dal you know girls don't have the freedom anyway. So I want to have this one thing for myself. I-..." You sighed, putting your face in your hands, feeling the waterworks.

"Are you breaking up with me?" Was the words that Dallas Winston had spoke after hearing everything you just said.

You looked up, your eyes red and puffy. Yet, it was still a pretty sight to him.

"No..Are you?" You said, wiping your tears, only to be replaced with new ones.

"What? No- No. Of course not, baby. I-I still love you. And I still wanna take care of you." He spoke, his words making your heart flutter. It reminded you why you got with him in the first place.

"But I thought you would rather date someone that was identified as a girl. Like everyone else-"

"Yeah yeah. Everyone else- see y/n that's all you think about. Is what others think. Gee y/n you gotta think about yourself sometimes."

"But it won't be the same-" You cried.

He punched the steering wheel, not mad at you. Just mad at how dense you could be sometimes.

"Listen, doll. It will be the same. Just think of it as switching sides. My love for you will still be like it always has." He spoke, putting his hand on your thigh.

"I don't wanna hide us anymore dal." you said, hugging him.

He sighed.

"I know, and trust me one day I'm gonna show you off to everyone I see. My lovely boyfriend, girlfriend. It's all the same between me and you. "

God, did you love him.