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hii! can i request a johnny fic with reader whos like all over him all the time?

Summary: In which you’re all over Johnny. Warnings: nothing scary just a short imagine Author's Note: i love ralph macchio and ralph macchio girls 

The drive in was not as crowded as it usually was today, so you and Johnny decided it would be the perfect time to sneak in. Your relationship with Johnny was far more than just boyfriend-girlfriend. You went everywhere with him, did everything, and vice versa. You two were basically siamese twins with how close you were. From climbing under the fence to picking the seats you wanted, your hand was always in his. Once you were sat, you kicked your legs up and rested them on Johnny’s lap. There was always too much going on, but when you were with Johnny, the clutter and noise faded. It was peaceful. His hand stroked your legs absentmindedly when a small cheer brought you away from the movie screen. It was Ponyboy, cheering because he saw you too. “Fancy meeting you two here, huh?” He joked, jumping over the back of the seats and sitting down next to Johnny. Out of respect, you tried to sit up and take your legs off of Johnny but he held them firmly. “C’mon Johnny, don’t make Pony feel like the 3rd wheel,” You laughed, but he shook his head. “That’s his fault, he’s intruding on OUR date,” He teased, nudging Pony with his elbow. Pony just laughed. “I don’t mind you two being all cutesy, just no making out and stuff.”  

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Summary: In which you and Johnny are friends, but neither of you want that Warnings:smoking Author's Note: ty to everyone who sent in requests <33, feel free to send moree  It was another night at the lot, cold and unadulterated night filtered past the trees and brightened the freezing concrete. You’d been sitting there for a while, a lit cigarette in your hands and a lighter in the other, every now and then you’d flick on the lighter and watch the flame dance against the dark sky before you blew it out or lifted your thumb. A crunch of leaves snapped you back into reality, It was Johnny. In all honesty, you were waiting for him. Every night you headed down to the lot and sat there, patiently waiting for Johnny to inevitably come too. It was a rhythm you both had accepted as normal, a pattern that went forward forever. “Hey,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. You smiled but said nothing, instead handing him a cigarette you’d been saving for him. He lit it and the smoke kissed his face like the moonlight. “Nice and quiet tonight,” You said, exhaling smoke and taking another drag of your cigarette. “Mhm,” He agreed. There was a beat of silence, like a grand pause in an orchestra piece or a drum roll before a raffle winner is announced. “Cold too,” you said, breaking the silence and the tension that followed. He watched you shiver, concern lightly etched onto his face. He slowly brought his hand to your arm, warmth radiating from it like an oven. When he touched you, your resolve cracked, like an open bird cage, opportunity was shining right before you. So you tipped the scale of your perfect balance that you had garnered with Johnny. You leaned into him, expecting him to pull back but he melted into you, head resting on yours. There was another comfortable silence, this one less devastating, less suffocating. “Y/n, I like you” You looked up at Johnny and smiled. “No like, really really like you” Your jaw nearly dropped, your mind a mess of words and excitement. “Wait reall-” “I wan’t you to be my girlfriend.” “No way,” You put your hand over your mouth in shock. He took your hand and pressed a kiss to it, nodding at your shock. “Please? I promise to treat you right.” He gave you a nervous smile and you almost exploded in excitement. “Of course Johnny cake!” You flung your arms around him, kissing his face lovingly. His hands slid up your sides and settled neatly around you in a tight hug. The scale was tipped but, somehow, the balance was still neatly in place.

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The Outsiders w Stoner!Reader

Summary: The outsiders with you being a stoner Warnings: descriptions of smoking and getting high Author's Note: got a new cart so its about time i appeal to my weed fiends 

PONYBOY CURTIS

Is kind of shocked because he didn’t know tulsa had a dispensary

Thinks being with you while ur high is the funniest thing ever

Not the type of person to get high so he’ll just watch you

Wants to see if you can do tricks with smoke

JOHNNY CADE

Is like Ponyboy and wants to see if you can do tricks

Doesn’t want to smoke weed but will do edibles with you

He gets really quiet and touchy when high 

So expect just silent cuddling

SODAPOP CURTIS

You were the first person he smoked with and he loves it

Will get high before work with you and have you around the DX

Its just you two goofing off and Steve being a third wheel

For some reason he really likes dancing when hes high, like just break out into song and dance whenever there too much silence

STEVE RANDLE

Probably has gotten high before but doesn’t like to smoke it

He likes edibles tho and he’ll make you special brownies

He puts a lottt of weed in tho so it usually ends with you two asleep in the Curtis brother’s home

He likes to eat A LOT when he’s high. No fridge is safe..

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

Let’s be real he probably does get high

I dont see many of the gang being weed SMOKERS tho, i think they’d all prefer edibles

He def makes the weed brownies with Steve and eats like half the batch

He’s doing cartwheels and backflips and literally runs from anyone within a 6 foot radius

Hes crazy

DARRY CURTIS

We know he used to get high in college

He still had a lot of dealer friends so he gets free shit sometimes when he wants it

Is not opposed to getting high, just doesn’t really do it anymore

He’ll get really talkative and ramble when hes high

Usually though he just falls asleep in your lap.

DALLAS WINSTON

I actually think he’s never really gotten high before

Well he probably did when he was in NY but doesn’t really remember it

When he found out you were a stoner he literally comes begging to get high with you

He’s really sweet when he’s high and he likes to pick you up and spin you around

If you mention him while high he’ll actually slap a hand over your mouth because he VIVIDLY remembers what he did.

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i have 1 request left in my inbox…and after I write that all i can do is get high and rewatch old roblox myth videos. I need something to do y’all (you gotta save me from this cycle !!)

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hi

I was wondering if I could please request a Steve Randle fic? maybe just explaining how he is when the reader is sick or maybe has like period cramps or something?

totally up to you and 100% your choice

Summary: In which your boyfriend comforts you while sick

Warnings: descriptions of sickness Author's Note: i need more requests!!!

Your boyfriend was a pretty tuff guy, probably one of the tuffest in the town to be honest.  But his whole personality faded the moment you were in need. You had come down with a nasty cold, a cough that racked your lungs and a head that stung anytime you moved or the lights got too bright. You could’ve blamed it on the winter season but you know that it really was because you snuck out with Steve on a rainy night. A soft knock at your door pulled you from your sleep. You got out of your bed slowly and made your way to the door. The door let through a sliver of light as you opened it a little to reveal Steve on the other side. “Hey baby,” he hugged you and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Hi, Steve. What are you doing here?” You asked, kissing him on the cheek and letting him inside. “Heard you were sick so I got you a couple things.” You smiled at him. “Thank you, but being with me right now could get you sick too.” You sat down on the couch in your living room and he followed suit. “I know, but you’re my girlfriend, I gotta take care of you.” You laughed at his answer. “So chivalrous,” You joked before laying down on his lap. He stroked your hair lightly, and smiled down at you. “Want me to make you something to eat?” He asked and you nodded. He picked you up and carried you to your bed bridal style before layering some blankets on top of you. “Just sleep a little more and I’ll have some food for you.” He pressed another kiss to your forehead and you smiled. “I love you,” You called as he started to walk to the kitchen. “Love you too, baby.” 

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Do you have an Ao3? (If so what is it?)

Sorry if this has been requested before but could you do Dally x Reader fluff in which they are laying on the roof of some relatively tall building stargazing (or watching the clouds or the sunset or some fireworks I don’t care)

Summary: In which you convince your boyfriend, Dallas, to go watch the fireworks with you. Warnings: delulu girl’s version of dallas (its me, im delulu girl) Author's Note: no i dont have ao3, should i get it? Dallas had never been the type to go watch fireworks or stare at the stars with you. He said fireworks were a ‘soc’ thing and that stars were boring. Needless to say, it took an incredible amount of pleading to convince him to go watch the 4th of July show that Tulsa put on every year. You would've watched from the actual lot it was being shown at but it costed money to get in and you knew damn well that Dallas wasn't about to put up some money to go sit around some socs for an hour and a half. So that's why you found your self climbing up the fire escape of an apartment to get to the roof. 

The cold bricks scraped against your hand as you slid past the last fire raiser to a pipe. Thankfully, whoever lived inside the apartments were either outside or sleeping soundly. You gripped onto the pipe and pulled yourself up using the rain gutters that were nailed against the roof. You struggled to lift yourself up onto the tiles and when you finally did you gad to sit there for a little, catching your breath. Dallas sighed up at you before pulling himself up with ease. 

“Show off,” you huffed

“Weak,” he retorted and you rolled your eyes. You got up quickly, dusting yourself off and continuing up the roof until you reached a nice plateau. Dallas followed, his pace slow, making you stop and wait for him every once and a while. Once you finally settled down, laying against the cold concrete of the roof, the fireworks started. 

The bursts of colours brightened the night and illuminated everything. You sat with Dallas in silence before you felt his hand brush against yours. You took it as a sign and gently held it, bringing it up to your face to press a kiss into his knuckle. When you turned to look at him he was already looking at you. You gave him a soft smile and to your surprise he returned it. 

“Isn't it pretty?” You ask, looking at the fireworks.

“Yeah,” he muttered, his eyes never leaving your face.

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Johnny and ponyboy (separate) x farmer! Reader who just moved? How would they react to a reader with a southern accent that's really good with animals and surprisingly very strong because of it?

Summary: In which you’ve moved to Tulsa from your farm in the South and meet with Johnny and Ponyboy. Warnings: none Author's Note: writer's block STILL hitting harder than my burnt blinkers 

PONYBOY CURTIS It had been a long day, you were still getting used to your life in Tulsa and all the rules that came with it. Where you were from, there was no soc vs greasers, and to be honest you had no idea where you fit into those categories. You loosely helf a soda bottle in your hand when something caught your eye, it was a weak-looking kid getting pushed around. You wanted to walk away and let nature take its course until one of them pushed him to the ground and pulled out a switchblade. You grumbled and smashed your soda bottle against the ground, alerting the people who quickly ran away, leaving the boy there. He got up to catch his breath when you approached him. “Thanks,” he said shyly, avoiding eye contact. “Welcome,” You said, helping him up. You noticed his eyes widened when he heard your voice. “You’re not from around here, huh?” He said, taking in your thin button up that was too tight around your arms because of the muscle and your worn down jeans. You nodded and he grinned slightly. “What’s your name?” “Y/n, yours?” “Ponyboy,” “Intresting name,” you said, and he chuckled. “Would you like me to show you around?” JOHNNY CADE You were walking back home from exploring the town you’d moved into when you saw a small figure. He was learning over the grass with a couple leaves in his hand. Your curiosity got the better of you and you walked over to him, leaning over him to see what he was doing. He was holding some leaves out to a small rabbit that was hiding in the bushes. “They don’t like those types of leaves,” you said before you could think. He jumped, startled by your sudden arrival. “Sorry,” you apologized, before looking around and snapping off a bunch of grass. You held it out for the bunny to sniff it and it carefully hopped forward to eat. He looked at you in amazement. “Damn, are you like an animal whisperer or something?” He asked, watching as the bunny continued to eat. You laughed, “Somethin’ like that. Used to live on a farm.” “Oh. You're new to Tulsa then?” He asked “Yup. Names Y/n,” You smiled at him, offering your hand for him to shake. “Johnny,” He shook your hand with a pleasant smile, “Quite a grip you got,” He laughed. “Did a lot of hard work back on the farm.” You smiled. “Maybe you can teach me how to do..y’know, this” he pointed at the rabbit. “Sure”

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Happy 100 posts! this is officially my 101 (th?) post!! should i do something to celebrate??? like a writing thing?? idk please help LOL

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Hii!! Can you do Johnny x fem reader fic whos a soc but really nice to him and doesn’t rlly care abt to whole soc vs greasers thing and hangs around with him while with her friends, not caring if they thought of her differently or not. but johnny, he thinks his friends will think something else when they find out hes with a soc so he tries avoiding her whenever his friends are around and reader gets upset and asks him why he explains and says he would introduce her despite still being scared and when he does and he thought it went well since tjey were so nice to her but after she left they all told him that shes not good for him blah blah and like she forgets something so she ends up going back and she hears everything and gets really sad? im sorry if this is too specific and long 😭

Summary: In which you are friends with Johnny but the gang thinks it's a bad idea Warnings: angst?? Author's Note: writers block hitting harder than my burnt blinkers atp You and Johnny had been good friends for a while now. Well, maybe it was more of a one-sided friendship. He almost always avoided you when you were with your friends or when he was with his. You could understand why he’d avoid you when you were around your friends, they were rowdy and dangerous sometimes, but you just couldn’t understand why he’d keep you from his friends. Deep down, you knew that it was because of the soc versus greaser thing, but as much as you tried to reassure him that you genuinely wanted to be his friend, your friendship stopped pretty much as soon as the school bell rang. 

One day, you stopped him at his locker. “Johnny, I’d really like to meet your friends.” You said, asserting a level of seriousness into your normally lighthearted conversations. “Not a good idea, Y/n” You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please! I promise, I won’t do anything to piss them off!” And with some convincing, you two decided on Sunday to go and meet them. You walked quickly, with a briskness that only came with a happy mood. It was Sunday and you were walking to the ‘Curtis brother’s’ house. You’ve heard of them before but not much could be said about them. You rounded the corner and stepped up the porch, gently knocking. You listened as the chatter ceased and footsteps approached the door. Johnny opened it, a weary smile on his face, he stepped to the side to let you in. “Hello!” You said as you entered and everyone inside got up to greet you. 

There was 1 young boy, 3 guys who sat close together and whispered to each other and 2 older guys. They each introduced themselves, one with less grace than the others. His gruff demeanor threw you off but you tried to be as cheerful as possible throughout the whole conversation.

In your opinion, it went pretty well, and as you bid them goodnight you thought that they thought the same. But as it turns out, you remembered you forgot your purse there and hurried back only to catch a glimpse of their conversation.

“I don't know man, you know about them socs..” the boy known as Sodapop said.

“Swear, she's really nice. And she says she doesn't care about us being greasers.” Johnny tried,

“Yeah? And since when do you trust socs?” Dallas countered and there was a murmur of agreement.

“Best not to associate with them” Darry muttered, and you gasped, Darryl was the nicest out of them all. You damn near broke into tears, a quiet sob escaping your lips. Your purse would have to wait because all you wanted to do was to run home and cry.

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can you do how ponyboy would act if he had a crush on reader? i love ur writing! 💕

Summary: In which Ponyboy is infatuated with you. Warnings: none Author's Note: i feel like ponyboy is a lover type but also sad boy emo poem writer too….

It has been 5 days since Pony had seen you. You had two classes together, English and Math, both 60 minutes each, so he had 2 hours to stare at you and daydream. To say he was crushing on you would be under-exaggerating, he was infatuated with you. He counted down the days til spring break would be over, ready to see your face again and hear your lovely voice. His brothers knew everything about you at this point because of his almost creepy habit of observing you and your hobbies and because he loved to talk about you. In fact, that was probably all he could talk about. You, you, you, you. The gang was getting pretty annoyed at him recently because all he could think and talk about was you. Dally told him to buck up and be a man, either forget you or confess, but Pony just sputtered out an excuse like ‘he never had enough time to’ or ‘he doesn’t like you that much’. Everytime you passed him in the halls, and carried that aroma of sweet perfume with you, he nearly fainted. However, he holds his composure and casually greets you, adoring your smile and laughter as you greet him back and remark about something totally useless that your teacher told the class. Truth be told, a lot of girls were catching on, and he could see them nudging you with their elbows and, not so subtly, pointing at him. He’d watch you smile shyly, and then turn to look at him with a small blush over your face. Pony felt like he was in a movie everytime you looked at him, like time slowed and everything was focused on your face. It took Soda throwing something at his head to get him to snap outta it. But what could he do? He was crazy about you!

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Can I hc’s for the greasers with a so who’s a boxer?

Summary: greaser boys with a boxer so hc!

Warnings: none

Author's Note: dont know much abt boxing so sorry </3

JOHNNY CADE

Hes kinda terrified of you lwky

Very very shy, will NOT make the first move

Ponyboy will have to slip up abt his crush for him to actually admit it

Everytime socs pick on him you either beat them to a pulp then or later.

Everyone knows not to fuck w him cuz they’d have to fuck w u

PONYBOY CURTIS

Only started talking to you because of your boxing

Yeah he thought you were cute but soda dared him to go ask you to help him fight 

You actually did tho and kinda scared him shitless because he was like WTFFF

Safe to say those socs never bothered him again

SODAPOP CURTIS

he was hanging around bucks with pony when a whole crowd started to form

He, obviously, went to check it out and saw you fighting a man twice your size

When you came out of the makeshift ring with some small cuts a bruises he immediately offered to help you clean up

Gave you his clean shirt hoping you'd come find him to return it to him

STEVE RANDLE

Saw you getting jumped from outside the DX and he ran over with power tools fully ready to kick some ass

You were just standing over them and like looking around for witnesses

He was literally inviting you inside being like “that mustve been so hard!! Let me get you a drink!!”

Asks you to walk him home because hes ‘scared’ (js wants to talk to you more)

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

Was js goofing around with Steve when he saw you

Jaw dropped when he saw ur beefy arms 

Lwky he was drooling

Steve pushed him into you and he nearly fangirl screamed when you caught him

DALLAS WINSTON

Let's be real he 100% tried to fight you or scare you in some way

It definitely ended in you winning or a tie because he got tired

Because of that he always asks your permission to do something because he lost his authority over people

Like “let's go to the DQ, wanna go to the DQ??”

Will try to fight for you when people are acting up

DARREL CURTIS

He's not scared of you, rather, he's just really happy to find someone who is his equal in strength 

Lwky expects you to come help him run his little daycare of ponyboy +soda because of how rowdy they can get and how scared they are of you

Even though you might be hella good at it, don't ever expect to fight when ur around Darry

He's 100% doing it for you and walking away victorious

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pls some fluffy steve handle stuff 😔😔😔😿😿😿😼

Summary: In which you hang out with Steve in the DX Warnings: none Author's Note: never really wrote for steve before, lets see how this goes!Sodapop was sick today so your boyfriend asked you to accompany him to the DX so he wouldn’t be alone. You whined about how bored you’d be but you still followed along with him as he walked to the DX. Every now and then he’d stop you and point something out, or swing his arm around your shoulders and tell you a lame joke just to keep the conversation flowing. Everytime he looked at you all you could see in his eyes was pure adoration. His work was slow, since most of the DX’s business were girls coming to gawk at Soda. Your eyes flit towards the bubbles rising in your soda to the back of your boyfriend, who was working on a car quietly. Every now and then he’d look up and catch you staring and you’d smile at him and avert your eyes out of shyness. He walked up to you, placing his wrench on the counter you were leaning on. “Sum’in on your mind baby?” He asks, eyes filled with amusement. “Nothin’” You mumble, taking a sip from your soda. He takes the bottle from you and takes a sip as well. Gently, he places the bottle down next to you, his arms caging you against the counter. He presses a kiss to the center of your forehead and starts trailing kisses down to your upper lip. You stop him before he could kiss you by punching him playfully in the arm, “Get back to work before someone sees us, car boy.” You giggle.

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guys i literally COPIED AND PASTED MY SMUT I WAS WRITING IN A GROUP PROJECT SLIDE. AND EVERYONE WAS ON THE SLIDE I DELETED THAT SHIT SO FAST OMG praying they didn't read it. im so dumbbb

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hey! was just wondering if maybe u could write something smutty for Johnny and Dallas?

maybe fem!reader is in a poly relationship w them and Dallas' been just acting out and being a bitch through the week so fem!reader decides to have Dallas sitting on the bed while watching her get off Johnny with her hands while praising him (Johnny) for being the best boyfriend eva while Dallas' just there whimpering and whining but he knows he can't do anything bout it cause he brought it upon himself so he can just hope reader'll take pity on him if he's good enough and maybe let him fuck her hand <333

Summary: In which you punish your boyfriend Dally by letting him watch you get your other boyfriend, Johnny, off. Warnings: poly relationship, smut + aged up johnny Author's Note: im not poly and have never been in a poly relationship so im sorry if i offend anyone or write something wrong.

Dallas has been a little bitch lately and you were going to let him suffer for that. So when Johnny persuades you into bed you do your best to make Dally feel left out as possible.

You were slowly stroking up and Johnny's length lazily, feeling the bed shift under you everytime Dallas squirmed because his pants were feeling a bit too tight.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Dallas getting more and more worked up and frustrated as you continued to pay attention only to Johnny. Everytime you flicked your wrist, Johnny would groan and Dally would huff, obviously annoyed.

At first, Dally thought that you'd take them one at a time, but after Johnny's second time cumming on your hand, Dally got pissed.

“Move, Johnny. ‘Ts my turn” Dallas mumbled. You turned to him, eyebrows raised in feigned confusion.

“Says who?” You smirk and Dally glares at you.

“What d'ya mean ‘says who’?! I've been waiting all this time and you ain't even gonna touch me?” 

“No, because you're acting like a bitch.” You turn away from him and press a kiss to Johnny’s tip just to tease him.

“The fuck?!” He damn near yelled but you turned to him quickly.

“If you want anything, shut your mouth and be good. I'll decide if I want to touch you and when I want to.” You flipped him off and he returned it but all he could do was wait for you to come around because he knew he wasn't gonna get anything if he acted out.

After a little more time spent focusing on Johnny, you straightened up. You decided to take pity on poor Dally who had unzipped his pants because they were too tight and was hiding his face from how red it was. You placed your hand on his hard-on, moving slowly and feeling him through his boxers. He let out a breathy groan, hips bucking up into your hand but you retracted your hand the moment he moved. Once he stopped, you started against slowly stroking his dick through the fabric, a spot of pre–cum staining the fabric where his tip was. Soon enough, his hips jerked and he let out a low moan. You smiled innocently up at Dallas but instead of returning it, his jaw clenched instead. He grabbed you quickly by the waist, turning you face down into the pillow, his hand pressing your face (not too harshly) into the matrress. Dallas signaled something to Johnny, who was -albiet- spent from your work but ready to please you, before he leaned down and whispered, breath fanning over your face, “You always have to get on my nerves, huh?”

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Ok this is my last one but Rusty James (sorry I'm madly inlove with him) smut after a big fight he had with some random dude and he comes to your house so you can patch him up but while your patching him up he starts kissing you and it just escalates from there ?

Summary: In which Rusty James comes to find you after a fight. Warnings: smut Author's Note: im going to see 21 savage next thursday!! “You look like shit” Was the first thing you said to Rusty as he stumbled into your house after a big fight with Biff. When he moved his hand you winced at the blood. “I know,” He says, eyes looking anywhere but at you. You bring out your first aid kit and immediately get to work. You work in silence, soft hands touching his blood-stained stomach and side, listening to every heart-beat and breath from your boyfriend. As soon as you finish bandaging him, you speak. “You scare me.” He looks up at you, confused at your words. “I don’t like how you get cut to ribbons every other Tuesday and then you go out and do it again.” He sucks in a breath, like he wants to say something but he doesn’t know what to say. “I don’t wanna lose you.” You remove your shaking hands from his bandages and cross your arms, more as defense than defiance. “Doll..” His hand strokes your face, moving some hair from your eyes. You sniffle, tears brimming your eyes. “Oh don’t cry, doll. I promise I won't fight as much anymore.” “Promise?” You rub your eyes, letting out one gasping sob before regaining your composure. “Promise.” It’s not like you didn’t expect this to happen, it actually happens everytime you patch Rusty up. But today, it felt all the more passionate. You were lying on your stomach, ass up and hips meeting Rusty’s every thrust. You moaned, high and whiny, relishing in the feeling of him throbbing inside you. “Feel good?” He whispers in your ear. You let out a breathy moan in response, clenching around him. His pace increases and so does the speed of your heart. It felt like you were about to explode from pleasure. “Ple-please” you cried, hands gripping the bedsheets and whatever you could grab. With one harsh thrust, he had you cumming on his cock and collapsing because you were so fucked out. “Good job, baby,” He sighed with pleasure, pulling out from your aching cunt. “Now you’ve sealed the deal.” You turn back to him, watching him wipe sweat from his brow. “Hm?” He asked. “No more fights, you’ve promised.” You winked at him. He just scoffed and pressed your face lightly into the pillow.

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thought i'd do a small intro because of all the attention ive been getting recently.

my name is clarissa e. (clara for short) and ive been writing (just in general LOL) since abt 10 years old!

i'm half french half italian but i'm based in california and only speak english.

some of my hobbies include, writing (duh), dancing, and playing the piano (the only instrument I've ever learned LOL)

thanks for reading and interacting w my posts <33

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Dallas Winston with a reader who absolutely adores him and he doesn't understand how or why she loves him so much and she's always right next to him

Summary: In which Dallas is whipped for you because you are whipped for him

Warnings: none Author's Note: whipped dally is my fav but ik it cant be reality </3

It was a calm Saturday, the quiet wind whipping at the trees outside of Buck’s place, the chatter of Dallas and some friend he had drowned out by your own sleepyness, and the sun creeping back down so the moon could rise. Your head was rested on Dallas’s shoulder and your leg pressed against his in an effort to get as close to him as possible. His arm was around your shoulders stroking the delicate skin on your arm. You try and follow along with the conversation but your drowsiness was getting the better of you. Your hand dropped from it’s place on his shoulder to his thigh and you almost drifted off before a laugh startled you awake. “Winston, what’d you do to get a girl to love you like that.” The man talking to Dallas said. You blushed and tried to sit up quickly, not wanting to be the center of attention, but Dallas’s arm was keeping you in place. He looked down at you as you struggled to get up off him but he just smiled at you kindly. “Honestly? I don’t know.” He stroked your cheek softly. The man turned to you. “Did he hex you? Curse you into lovin’ him?” He jokes, nudging at Dal.  You laugh and shake your head, trying to think of the right words to describe why you love him. “I love him becau-” You were cut off by a hand over your mouth. “Let’s not get all mushy now,” He said, a light blush coating his cheeks. You playfully bite his hand and he scoffs at you. “Real cute,” He says sarcastically, wiping his hand on your shirt. You laughed again and nestled into him, his soft heartbeat driving you to sleep again.