#WHAAT JS HAPPENING

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You look away for ten seconds and tumblr goes ahead and makes everything 5% bigger. Whats happenin

[4lydsmarie]

sweater weather .. dallas winston x reader

fem!reader x toxic!dallas winston "it's too cold for you here.."

warning(s): toxic relationship! dallas keeps trying to push reader away but she won't budge, and he's js like "?? why r u still here" because he's TERRIFIED of love or commitment. things change toward the end though(?).

a/n: i have woken again to post for you guys 🥰 this is true dedication bc i started this at 1:03am and it's now 2:50 at the time of officially uploading this (with this a/n cause it's an edit). first i was gonna talk ab how dilf matt dillon is, then i was gonna make matt hcs, THEN i was gonna do dally hcs, and FINALLY i decided on writing this because toxic dallas is stuck in my headdd😣. i am a FIRM believer that dallas winston is EITHER loverboy softboy around reader OR cold toxic bf that is afraid of commitment and love because of his past in new york. NO OTHER WAY TO PUT IT!

dating dallas, you knew whaat would come with it. no, not just the constant "gettin' it in with the fuzz" or his repetitive fights at buck's on a thursday night, but the laid back "ya know i don't love anythin'" motto he always has going on. you and dallas had probably broken up 5 or 6 times in the past month. either he'd be out with another broad, or he'd be dismissing your feelings again and telling you "i mean i like ya, doll. that's close enough to what you're talkin' about, right? i mean what's love anyways? don't say things you don't understand.."

you'd recently just gotten back together with dallas. you'd broken up with him because you found out he was hitting on another girl, this time a soc named cherry valance.

well, in due time another argument would come up. so here you are, arguing with dallas again because you told him you loved him again and finally snapped at his unbothered, half-assed response.

"dallas i don't understand!" you yelled. "all i try to do is get you to love me because that's what a relationship is all about! i do everything for you and give you chance aftter chance. but no, you just HAVE to keep it up like you care about nothing i do for you!! what's the point dallas? why knock my heart around just 'cause you can't commit to anything?" by now tears welled up in your eyes, but your anger overshadowed the embarrassment you might have crying in front of dallas.

"i don't have to keep nothin' up doll, that's just me. man i thought this love problem you got goin' on in your head was a one time thing. if i knew you were always gonna be so emotional and stuck on tryin' to get love all the time then maybe i wouldn't have dated you at all!" dallas yelled back. you scoffed as you walked up to him, even angrier than before.

"god i hate you dallas! you're not fucking cool, and one day i hope you wake up and see that! the world isn't all bad you just make it out to be that way so you can have a reason to be miserable. i hate it all, and the thing i hate the most is that you just can't love me after all i do!" you gave dallas a little push at the last part. at this point, you couldn't stop the tears from flowing as you grabbed your stuff and walked home. not to mention, the whole argument was in front of the curtis' house. who needed tv when you had your weekly dallas and yn drama, huh?

seemingly on queue, rain started to pour, drenching you in water. you let out a huff in annoyance as you finally made it to your house, slamming your front door behind you.

meanwhile dallas stood in front of the curtis house still, watching you walk away. he tried to act like he didn't care, but deep down he knew he did. "did she get home safe? is she alright? man, i messed up. god, im a jerk. do i love her?" were the questions racing through his mind. he didn't know wether he should run to your house or keep going about his day like nothing happened.

the sound of the curtis' screen door closing brought back dallas' attention as darry walked up to him, trying to give whatever advice he could. "hey dal, maybe you guys should call it quits or somethin', i mean-"

"hey man how 'bout you shutup, alright? mind your own." dallas clapped back, interrupting darry. darry seemingly understood his defeat as he raised his hands in surrender and backed up into the house. all the guys asked what was going on, and as a response he just sighed and shook his head.

..

about an hour later you heard a knock on your door. assuming it was your best friend marcia, since you'd called her a couple minutes before to sleep over, you opened the door without checking who it was. to your surprise, you were met with dallas.

in his hand he had a rose, definitely stolen, some soda (i say pop where im from but whatever..), and a box of milk duds, also probably stolen.

you scoff out of shock before finally speaking. "dally? what's this?" you asked. dallas just rolled his eyes and responded "just let me in the house, man i wouldn't even be caught dead doin' this for anyone.." you couldn't help but grin as you let him in, closing the door behind him. yeah you guys had previously argued but, it felt good to be in dally's presence again..

you both took a seat on your bed, sitting in silence for a bit. finally, you decided you'd had enough of the tension. "so, you gonna explain where all this came from" you asked, pointing towards the items he'd brought you. "just thought i'd do somethin' nice man, that's it." he leaned back onto your bed a bit. "oh, sure okay." you responded dryly.

dallas sat back up and scooted towards you. "yn.." he said, making you look up and respond with a simple 'hm?'. "listen, i care about you alright? but you gotta stop with the saying you love me. i'm not a good guy and i don't do right all the time. you gotta love someone who ain't like me, alright?" you frowned at his words. "dallas, the way you see yourself is totally different than how i do. i know you've been through a lot that you'll probably never tell me about, but that doesn't mean anything in my eyes. i do love you and i won't stop saying it cause i know one day you'll say it back. sometimes you're a little cold, sometimes it's too cold for me here...but i'll keep tryin' anyways dally." you turned away from dallas as you spoke, tears filling up your eyes yet again.

dallas sighed and stayed quiet for a bit, seemingly thinking about what to say. finally, he replied "yeah, alright. hey ask me again in the future. maybe my world'll be different and i'll think about it, huh?" you told yourself "at least it was a start" as you nodded in response to dallas' words.

finally, you'd decided to move onto dallas' lap. he grinned as he leaned in to kiss you. and you guys kissed for a while too. dallas didn't need to say it, but you knew he loved you deep down.

and he knew it too.

yet still, you both awaited the next argument to come. after all, he's still (somewhat) the same old dally. only difference is you both knew he cared about you a bit (and sorta loved you too).

[croded]

Important question: Have you heard/ read Goodbye Eri (oneshot manga by Tatsuki Fujimoto )

(this is going to be related to Link Click trust )

as I type this I am in the process of reading it. slight live reaction incoming

"it's not like I'll put on weight anyway" ...? *ghost suspicion* || 3 movies a day is crazy 😭 || mm. is she resonating with that plot rn. *ghost/vampire suspicions intensify* || "my father's a chatterbox!" the father in question: || LMAO NEVER MIND omg dad of the year || goodness. not the terminal illness. || oh this fucking mother- hands. hands thrown on sight. too bad she dead actually no good thing she dead || not dad of the year but dad who can admit mistakes. not good enough but it's something || dude the montage. I'm actually gonna cry || KISSING! SCENES! sobs || RHE PEACE SIGN IM GOING TO PASS OUT || you did it eri. the audience of another world are crying. you did it. || oh I love it. it was still idealised. oh || "we were in the car. I was driving" oh fuck no what tragedy will happen now. can you give him a break. unless all we're seeing is idealised too. life through a lens will always refract a little, no matter how. || WHAAT THE FUCK || OH THE ONLY THING SHE HAS OTHER THAN THAT LETTER ABOUT WHO SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JS THE IDEALISED VERSION. OH MY GOD || the last explosion as a last goodbye. Oh my fucking || I'm actually crying. living up to my username. croded crode. who woulda guessed

I can now say I have read goodbye eri :D thank you for telling me about it omg this was a Good Read™

*crosses legs and clasps hands* now how will you relate two masterpieces :D (eager to listen)

[speakofthedebbie]

this one goes out to my platonic soulmate @starryeyeddreamer21 :3 (IDK HOW MY HCS ENDED UP SO SIMILAR TO YOURS I SWEAR IT JS HAPPENED-)

only the hazbin gang + luci and cherri cuz im biased

hazbin charas rated least to most likely to crash the car during the charlie-mandated bonding road trip

husk

dont wanna js repeat what i said here but i strongly believe he would be the least likely to crash. forget what people say about old people driving, id trust his old man back over literally anyone else any day of the week.

2. alastor

(whaat i was checking when cars were invented to see if he would even know how to drive one no siree-) on a serious note, while i just cant picture him driving, i feel like he would still know how out of principle. he'll def put on some jazz and throw you out the window if you try to change it.

3. luci

while starr (can i call you that?) brings up the good point of him not needing to cuz flying/teleportation/having drivers, you cant really live as long as he has without knowing a thing or two. his ass would def need pedal extenders tho LMAO-

4. vaggie

she also tech need to cuz wings/princess of hell girlfriend priviliges, i wouldnt put it past her. but once again, gonna need some pedal extenders-

5. sir pentious

while he doesnt have feet, im sure hed be more than able to make a lil something. i mean he piloted a zeppelin, im sure he can manage a car-

6. charlie

inspired partially by Igual (long winding chaggie fic that you should totally check out!), i feel charlie would be the type to just.. not know how to do basic things cuz of her sheltered upbringing (no hate to her parents, lord knows theres a lot of shit to shelter her from in hell lol) she would be waaay too overly cautious, to the point where it earns her more problems. i wouldnt exactly trust her behind the wheel, but if worst came to worst it probs wouldnt be that bad.

7. niffty

first of all, short. second of all, given her already erratic behaviour in the show, im not sure it would be wise to trust her in a vehicle. that is if they dont forget her loud house style LMAO-

8. angel/cherri

theyre both so bad they had to share a tier. likewise to starr, theyre def the daredevil types. to quote starr: "[Angel]'s always driving like he's running from the cops" and honestly, given his life history, he probs was LMAO- i love them, but i would not trust their asses behind the wheel if it killed me. just like them driving probably would-

seriously, go check out starr's version! i was focusing purely on the driving aspect, so theirs is more in dept

next up, picking random ass words and making hazbin headcanons out of them- (jkjk... unless?)

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HELLOOOO????? omgggg whaat js happened???? hiiiiiii i love uuuuuu (im not crazy i promise) ur sooo cool 🥺🥺🥺🥺

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