#dallas winston x yn

[gonegirlaccount]

dating dallas winston hcs?🤞🤞

Yess stink🤞🤞

DATIN: DALLAS WINSTON

always snatching something up for you.

like all the time.

"Dallas this is so gorgeous....did you steal this from the store I was eyeing?" "you're broke and so am I doll. And besides, it'd look prettier on you than that stand."

You’re the one he visits first when he get out of jail.

Shows you something he snagged from the police when he comes out.

“First a ring, now the cuffs?” “He was so not payin' attention, doll, ain't my fault.”

Makes YOU give HIM piggieback rides when he’s tired

Heavy af

“Dally what are you eating, bricks?” “Not anymore.” “…I’m taking you to the doctors.”

Loves and I mean loves it when you let him play with your hair

Gives you the most horrible and ugly hairstyles

You just smile and don’t say anything

Makes you laugh during the most serious things.

“Ponyboy went missing and Darry don’t know where he went.” “..neigh.” “…PFFT-“

Gets the both of you in trouble somehow

Takes you to the movies

Popcorn fights happen.

Ends up with him having the whole thing of popcorn dumped on him.

Doesn’t know how to dance for shit, it’s like he got two left feet

So expect to fall when y’all dancing.

[justrikiss]

radio - dallas winston

“now my life is sweet like cinnamon” - radio, lana del rey

dallas winston x newgirl!reader note: reader and dallas are underage drinking, reader gets a little tipsy. dallas realizes he has a lover boy side after all..just fluff basically? a/n: this takes place in the 60s! 60s detroit has my heart of course i had to involve it just a bit. 💋

your parents had decided to move you to tulsa, against your will of course, in hopes of living a “calm small town life” in their words. you thought it was just unnecessary. you were happy back home in detroit, enjoying the motor city and it’s homey feel. moving all the way to oklahoma to live in some small town felt idiotic. but, what could you do? you’d already settled into your new “home” and it’s not like your words could convince your parents anyways. 

the cool summer breeze had sent you wandering into buck merrill’s roadhouse. you’d heard from a couple of people in your neighborhood that it was a place most people went to for drinks, fights, and just to be lonely at. while it didn’t sound appealing, the drinks part settled well into your head. drinks were never your thing, but anything would make you feel better than being at home, the moving and adjusting had been all too much for you.

arriving at buck’s, many faces looked your way. some curious, some flirtatious, some disgusted. you flashed an awkward smile as you sat down and ordered a drink for yourself.

across the bar sat dallas winston. dallas winston was known for his cold demeanor and player antics. ask anyone and they’d tell you, he had no care in the world for anyone. not even himself. 

he’d noticed you just as everyone else had. new girl for sure, but something else about you interested him. he couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

lost in his thought, he hadn’t realized buck was right behind him.

“someone’s caught your eye, huh dally?” buck teased. “nah man, just lookin. hey, you got a light?” dallas avoided buck’s teasing as much as he could. but buck was right, you had caught his eye.

buck handed dallas a cigarette as dallas lit it and held it to his lips, still eyeing you closely.

you felt someone’s eyes on you, but to be honest who’s wasn’t? everyone felt eager to know who you are. it wasn’t often someone decided to settle their lives in tulsa. if anything it was more common for people to pack up and leave tulsa for good. everyone was curious to know you.

something told you to turn your head to the corner..maybe it was intuition, maybe it was just your knowledge. but you decided to do what your gut told you. 

that’s when you noticed him.

just by looking at him you could tell the kind of person he was. stuck up, unserious, to himself. he was mysterious in a way, and for some reason that drew you to him. it made you wanna know more about him. 

so being the newcomer yourself, you decided to approach him. he didn’t look any older than you..mature in face and body language but you could still tell he was your age.

as you made your way towards him you noticed him shuffle in his seat, sitting up and clearing his throat a bit. “hey” you said blankly. “hey, doll. whatsa pretty girl like you doin in this dump, huh?” the newfound nickname put a light blush on your face. luckily, neon signs filled the house, perfectly hiding in the tint. “no choice but to move here, parents forced me..” you responded, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“mm, you a soc or a grease?” dallas responded, leaning back a bit. “huh? what’s that?” your face twisted in confusion, causing dallas to let out a laugh before responding. “sorry, forgot your new doll. soc’s are the west side kids. y’know the ones that got it made. their stupid fancy cars and pathetic polo shirts. just jerks. greasers are guys like me. low-life, less money, don’t got it all like the rest do.” you didn’t know what answer to give. you sure weren’t rich and popular, yet you weren’t poor and a “low life” like he’d described.

“neither id say. i don’t live in the rich neighborhood, but not the low-life neighborhood you describe either. im just normal..” you replied. dallas nodded knowingly before changing the subject. “didn’t catch a name for ya, doll.” his new york accent strung with every word. “yn..yours?” dallas sat up in his seat, “dallas. dallas winston. the fuzz probably know my name more than anyone. call me dally.” you smiled. you’d remember that name. hell, you’d remember everything about him. from his mysterious demeanor to his thick new york accent. 

every word, every movement he made, had you wanting to know more and more about him. “and why do cops know you, dally?” he smiled at you using his nickname before he spoke. “cause i get into trouble y’know? eh at this point whenever something happens im the first the fuzz run to. jerks..” dallas muttered the last word. he’d seemed like the kind of guy who had stories to tell for days, maybe weeks. 

“enough about me doll, i wanna know about you now.” dallas smirked. “nothin much to know..” you responded hesitantly. “don’t get all shy with me doll, just wanna get to know you” dallas could see right through you, and how nervous you’d suddenly gotten. “maybe that’s enough talk..let’s drink? you a drinker?” dallas changed the subject to your comfort, something he’d never do for anyone else unbeknownst to you. there was something about you that still pulled dallas in..made him wanna know you from head to toe, whatever that meant. 

“no i’m not really a drinker but anything feels good at the moment” you laughed. dallas took this as a sign to order whatever sounded good. vodka, whiskey, even beer. just the usual, just to occupy you. you took whatever he’d given you, downing it the minute you got it and making a face of disgust. dallas laughed at the sight. “cute..” he mumbled. then, dallas had realized it. he was falling for a girl he’d barely known, his laid back “no fucks in the world” demeanor was being crushed by a new town girl. 

hours had passed, you were now drunk and tired, words seemingly slurring before you could even form a sentence. “let’s get ya home, doll” dallas said, helping you to stand and walking you out of buck’s. before he’d left, he’d asked if anyone knew where you lived. since the town wasn’t too big and you were new, it was easy for him to figure that out from anyone there.

once dallas got you home to your doorstep you were a tad bit sobered up, just enough to carry your own weight. 

“hey uh, y’know if you ever want company you can just uh, call me or somethin.. never really busy and if i don’t answer it’s cause i got in with the fuzz.” dallas said, scratching his head. you smiled at the boys pathetic yet cute words. he’d wanted your company without asking for it. “yeah sure, why not? don’t get yourself into too much trouble now, i wanna see you more dally.”

and somehow to dallas, the nickname had squeezed his heart yet again. everyone called him dally, why was it different when you said it? you’d waved goodbye to dallas and went into your house, seemingly the call for dallas to make his way back to buck’s. the whole way back, his mind was stuck on you.

you’d made his life a little more interesting, a little sweeter, a little more desireable to live in just one night. you’d made his life a little “sweet, like cinnamon”.

[bldngiris]

꒰OKLAHOMA SMOKESHOW ꒱ . . . d winston !

pairing(s) : book! dallas winston x fem!soc! reader

in which y/n dreams of escaping tulsa but her dad is holding her back. however dallas winston listens and yearns.

requested : yes or no.

!! content warnings : yelling, swearing, r's father is an ass, r is a soc but she doesn't like being one, discrimination. movie dallas used only for visuals even though i used blonde book dallas in mind!! mentions of religion, angst

robin chirps : happy easter!! this fic is inspired by oklahoma smokeshow by zach bryan :) bold is the song lyrics!

go on and put on that dress that all the bad boys like.

y/n stood in front of her full-length mirror and took a look at herself one last time before heading out the door. if her father had caught her wearing anything other than appropriate soc attire, she would be done for. the amount of times she had been hit on by cocky high class boys who just wanted to get into her pants was numerous, alas her father didn't care. "you don't want to look like one of those greasy balls of garbage do you?" he would ask her. truth was y/n didn't want to be a soc. sh didn't want to be a greaser either. she wanted to escape tulsa and live in a city without labels and get away from all the hostility stored away in the streets of tulsa.

i know your daddy ain't home so ride with me tonight. you always wind up here in a puddle of tears

y/n had made her way to the diner with her friends. however, her "friends" had left her midway through the walk home to go hang out with a group of other socs. it had started to rain and the closest place y/n could go to was bucks. y/ns feet subconsciously made their way to the building lit by neon beer signs, ignoring the voice in the back of her head saying, "if i catch you 'round one of them greaser places.."

she slowly opened the door to the place, as a mixture of tears, mascara and raindrops ran down her face, her hair sticking to her face, her dress drenched. many eyes were on her as barely, if any, socs came to bucks. whispers, some louder than others presumably by drunk men were heard as y/n sat on one of the bar stools.

them boys are out and they're angry and they're lookin' for blood In the back of a blue old pick up truck. you've got nowhere to go although you're all gussied up

y/n sat at the barstool, a shaggy, pale, blonde boy sat beside her, a malboro cigarette hanging out of his mouth loosely.

"hey man, what're you doin' out here?" he asked the soc, curiously, in a sluggish tone of voice. y/n sniffled.

"my friends left me when we were at the diner, n' i didn't wanna get jumped, it's dangerous walkin' home by myself, y'know." she sniffled again. "plus, it's cold and wet." she paused again. dallas listened, as he hummed and nodded, understanding what she was talking about.

there's so much whiskey in his coke it'll make her nose bend

"that really sucks man," he muttered taking a sip of his whiskey and coke, y/n could smell the drink from her seat. dallas did't turn away or ignore her after that. they spent the next hour talking.

but she swears that his love is a damn god send

don't get me wrong, dallas hated socs. but y/n was different, under the high class, hair done, pretty dress facade, she was a normal girl yearning for more than just a privilege title. the two could relate on another level which dallas had appreciated. dallas and y/n both wanted more or less the same thing, both wanted to escape tulsa, but more or less everything was holding them back from doing so.

she's known god since she was a child, she used to play in the yard and she would dream of one day

y/n played in the front yard of her house with a white picket fence. she saw two kids around her age, playing over by a park around the 'border' between the west and east side.

"hi! im y/n can i play with you?" she asked the three children. they were greaser children, as seen by the difference in their appearance.

'til the world came around and took her dreaming away. told her how to dress and act and smile.

"sure! im soda, thats johnny and that one over there is steve" one said. soon enough, y/n's father had come out of the house, soon following a burst of yelling came about. "y/n get over here and away from that white trash." he exclaimed. y/n wondered, how could a grown adult be so hostile toward children? y/ns father grabbed the little girls hand and took her back over to the freshly painted house on the block.

'y/n, sweetie, you know better than to talk to those type of people." he told her. "now, im sure mrs. sheldon and mrs. valances children would love to play with you hm?" he said. the little girl with pigtails and turned around to watch the greaser kids looking at her sadly, eventually cheering themselves up and laughing softly as they played on the monkey bars.

she's an oklahoma smokeshow. he's an asshole from back home. she'll never make it out alive.

that night, at bucks dallas and y/n talked for hours. y/n told dallas about her image and how she was forced by her father to keep up the good girl act, how every soc guy just wanted to get in her pants and how she's never going to make it out alive.

dallas told her about how he grew up in the streets of brooklyn, new york because his asshole father didn't give a shit about him. his mother and grandmother didn't have enough to provide, because his dad kept taking the profit to the bottle. he ended up in juvi by the time he was ten for theft, trying to provide for his family until he just left and ended up here in tulsa.

that small town bar scene, where small vices kill your big dreams. he'd take you home but he's too drunk to drive.

"but my dad will never let me leave, not until i'm 21 at least, and if i do, he'll list me as a runaway to the police and they'll come and find me." she muttered, solemnly. it was nearly midnight now. dallas way to intoxicated to drive. y/n had used bucks landline to call a cab as she made her way home, thinking of the boy who had changed her life in a mere few hours.

well, I've been here, I've been up all night. thinkin' 'bout a life with you and i. one you'll never know 'cause you're a small town smokeshow.

dallas layed there, head empty except for the thought of y/n. it was nearly 3 in the morning at this point, but all he could think about was the girl who he had just met but felt like they had known each other for years and there he continued dreaming, because unfortunately for him only one of the two got their 'escape' from the prejudice of tulsa, oklahoma. unfortunately, it wasn't y/n. unfortunately, it wasn't the way either of them planned.

[yankvorian-000]

Hey!! Would you be able to do just like a really cutesy dallas winston x reader, like maybe he has a soft spot for reader or sum, ik it's basic but I live for these :))

This is so cutesy patootsey i liveeeeeeee

this’ll be a pretty short one but basically headcannons

im also going to pretend Johnny and Dally didnt die because i cant cope😿😿

warnings: literally nothing just fluffy and comforting

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- despite his big bad cover up he’s gentle, and soft around you, like youre a scared cat though you tell him youre tough.

- Dally WILL defend you with his life, you and Johnny, he’ll beat up anyone to cross you.

-he cant get enough of you and those looks, the face that makes him soft, that make him yearn.

im gonna write a little oneshot guys let me cook

basically: She is a sensitive soul, often gets panicky and jumpy, but Dal is always there to comfort her, whenever she needs it.

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You start to panic, suddenly everything is so much louder, and so much more overwhelming than it was ten minutes ago. Youd had a bad day prior to all of the current happenings right now, and now you were curled up in a ball on your bedroom floor, with Dallas hushing you and rubbing your back gently as you pant,

“i got you, dollface, shhh…”

he says, his voice barely above a whisper, rubbing small figure eights along your spine soothingly. Small praises fall from his lips while he places a soft squeeze to your thigh, reassuring you.

This continues for a while as he holds you close, letting you whimper into his chest until youve calmed down.

“did so good,” he kisses your forehead gently “so good.” he whispers.

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this was so short guys i apologise Anon😿😿

hope it feeds you well 🫶🏼🫶🏼

mwah! -kat

[some-of-us-watch-the-sunset-too]

hii I don’t know if I’m supposed to give ya a prompt like said. But I’ve been feeling angstyyyy sooo if you can no bother my love, could ya do : all of the outsider boys reacting to you (s/o) death?

A/N: Hi anon! the post for the prompts thing is here but i’m taking requests too so dw! I’m feelin the angst rn so this was perfectly timed!

The boys if their S/O d!ed

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⚠️ TW for death, implied suicidal thoughts ⚠️

Darry

He would go on living for the most part, not because he doesn’t care about the fact that you’re gone, but he just can’t afford to shut down. if he does, he risks losing Soda and Pony too.

He’d bring flowers to your grave once a week, on Wednesdays (don’t ask why i just decided this). Your favourite flowers. When the first bunch he put down dies, he gets someone he knows, (maybe Ponyboy, i feel like he’d dig arts and crafts) to either press the flowers or dry them so he always has them, even if they bring back painful memories.

To add to the whole getting flowers thing, he’d always take one out of each bunch, just like he did before your death to make sure that he replaces them as soon as they wilt.

He most likely got the call about your passing and had to tell the guys. He tried to stay calm while telling them but he broke down before he could finish.

Ponyboy

This hurts just to think about! He, unlike Darry would shut down completely. He’d be failing class, wouldn’t get out of bed and would hardly eat. If we count it as after Johnny and Dally die, that would be 3 people he cared about that died (other than his parents)

If you two watched the sunset together often i feel like he’d never watch it again. it would be too painful for him.

Whenever he gets into an argument with Darry he runs out of the house and straight to your grave. He’d sit there and vent to you and eventually fall asleep there. the guys probably put a bench by your grave so he’d sleep there.

I think that after he was functional again, he’d get very cold and bitter, kinda like Dally. He’d get into fights all the time and would start acting out. He just doesn’t know how to cope with you gone..

Sodapop

Sodapop would go to your grave everyday after work and just talk to you about his day. he would fill you in on everything going on with the guys, any rumbles or fights with socs, stuff like that.

I honestly think that if Soda was serious about your relationship he would have given you a promise ring. I think that even after you were gone he would keep wearing it and maybe even put yours on a chain and wear that under his t-shirt, right next to his heart.

If it was a violent death? He would completely stop fighting, he would only see it as a constant reminder of what happened to you, he would realise that it really didn’t do any good.

He wouldn’t fully shut down but i think he would stop hanging out with the guys so much and would get very quiet. He wouldn’t be his laughing, wild self anymore. He knows that isn’t what you would’ve wanted but how could he keep on joking when you were gone? how could he ignore it?

Dally

Dally would go on hating and fighting more than he ever did. The world took so much from him and now it took you too? Why should he care about anyone or anything if you weren’t there anymore.

He’d spend a lot of time at your grave. No talking, he’d just sit there and smoke a cigarette. Sometimes he’d silently cry, but he hates crying out in the open.

Dally would blame himself. It doesn’t matter how you passed away, he would look at every detail of the days leading up to your death and see if there was any moment where he could’ve done something to stop it. if it was a violent death, could he have stopped you from getting into that situation in the first place? if it was an accident, could he have stopped it from happening, could he have made it so that it was him instead?

Steve

Steve would be kind of like Dally. He’d hate and fight more than ever. How could the world be so cruel that he’d take you from him?

I feel like it could be his first proper experience with loss, which is different to the others that i’ve written about so far. He really wouldn’t know how to cope. he’d try to go on living, then he would shut down for a while, then he would probably just have to get out of town for a while.

I honestly think he’d do something drastic. Rob a gas station or snap and start a fight with his dad or something. He would get very reckless too. where he would be careful when competing in drag races, now he would speed up if anything.

He is so afraid of forgetting your face. He keeps a picture of you in his jacket pocket to make sure he doesn’t forget but he realises he’s starting to forget the smaller things like how you’d make this particular face when you’re being sarcastic, and how your face would light up when someone mentioned your favourite things.

Two-Bit

Two would start drinking even more, you were lucky to see him sober. He’d stop hanging out with the guys.

He would be angry for a while. Angry that you left him here alone. Of course he knows deep down that it’s not your fault but he can’t help it. Two probably went to your grave one day, drunker than ever. He started giving out that you left him and ended up throwing his bottle of beer at your headstone. That snapped him out of it. He picked everything up and cleaned the headstone best he could.

After the angry phase is gone he would start to write you letters filling you in on everything. He couldn’t bring himself to go to your gave so he just pretended you had moved far away. He puts them in a big box under his bed. He considered burning them, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it

He sometimes forgets you’re not there though. Say if he’s doing something he might yell “Y/N could you pass me the ___” then remember you’re not there and just sits down and cries, even a few years after.

Johnny

Johnny really can’t deal with it. With his parents being so bad and you being his main support, he couldn’t take it anymore.

I honestly think that he would run away, let everyone forget him. Sometimes he would consider the ways to see you again, but luckily someone always snaps him out of it.

He hangs out with the guys more than ever, it keeps him from shutting down completely. they become his main support, but he’s even more quiet, he sits a little outside of the group when in the curtis’ house.

After a few months of grieving he remembers a list you guys wrote about all your hopes and dreams. So he decides that he’s going to complete everything on it. He lives for the two of you.

[hi-satan]

[dallyicious]

request for Dallas.

Can you do a Dallas Winston bot inspired by the song “Casual” by Chappell Roan?

Like user gets in a fight with Dallas cus he’s saying their relationship is causal, when it is very much NOT causal. Such a good song and your bots are AMAZING!!! thanks so much!!!

🚬 | Casual (REQ)

[gonegirlaccount]

hey bsf. you totally don't have to do this but it could kinda be like a part two to the last dally fic. after they all find out darry decides to give their relationship a week trial run and if he doesn't like it or something bad happens they have to break up. i saw this idea somewhere forever ago but i can't find the author😭 thsnks babe!

(A/N: my slow ass had to re-read this twice 😭 but I got you stink!!!🤞🏽🤞🏽🤞🏽)

“Uh-Oh!” Curtis!Fem!reader X Dallas Winston. Part 2

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After the long conversation you had with your brothers about you dating Dally, Darry came up with something.

It made you upset to hear when Darry said “I don’t like this relationship but I’ll give it a chance. For a week. If I don’t like it or see something bad that I don’t like ya doing (Y/N), then you and Dally will have to break up.” You felt tears prick at your eyes. “That ain’t fair! You all be hanging out with greasers and stuff but when I date one, it’s a total headache for you all! That ain’t fair!” You argued with your oldest brother.

“(Y/N), if ya don’t start listenin’, I’ll start restricting you from seeing him from now on till you die.” Darry stated firmly. You gave an annoyed sigh and looked away, upset . “Fine.” You grumbled.

But you started thinking about it. It’s simple! Just bring Dallas over to the house and act all good and stuff, Darry will have no choice but to let you date him!

Easy, right?

Wrong.

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Almost everytime you and Dally went out for one of y’alls midnight adventures, somebody from the gang was always tailing the both of ya! But the most annoying out of them all was Two-Bit.

He wasn’t even discreet or sneaky about it! He just came up and wrapped his arms around both of you whenever it was his time to spy on y’all. (More like third wheel.)

On the fourth day, Dallas did something bad. He shoplifted. A beautiful necklace just for you. You loved it and thought it was the most stunning jewelry ever but you knew Darry would instantly make you break up if he saw it.

So you hid it. In your bra drawer. And it was successful! Darry never found out about it. So Dally kept shoplifting and bring your more beautiful jewelry. And you’d give him the sweetest kiss ever as a thank you to him.

Fortunately, the gang never saw him do this but if they did, they kept quiet about it.

But then on the fifth, almost close to the end of the week, Pony told on you again. You got upset and you kept asking why he would do this to his sweet older sister.

He told you it was because he wanted you to be safe and not get into trouble because you’re his sister and you’re the best thing ever(even though you were mad at him, his reason was cute enough to cool down your anger). He told Soda, who told Darry, who told you to come to the living room, with Dallas.

“Shoplifting jewelry? Then puttin’ it on her? She could go to jail for Christ’s sake Dally! And she’s a good girl.” Darry scolds Dallas.

“Darry, please, he was just tryna show me he’s a good boyfriend! Darry, please, pretty please, let me stay with him! I…I love him!” You pleaded, clasping your hands together in a beggar way.

Darry looked at you then looked away. He knew what you were doing. You we’re using the puppy dog eyes on him. He hated the fact you could get whatever your heart desired. And it desired Dallas.

He sighed, upset as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Y/N…” He began. “Yes!” You perked up, looking up at him. “If I let you continue to date Dallas, do you promise me you won’t get in trouble with the police, you won’t get pregnant, you won’t do anything dangerous that could possibly kill you or somebody else?”

You nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes, yes! I promise! Oh, thank you Darry!” You smiled and hugged him tightly. He sighed and smiled, hugging you back and patting your head.

Dallas just grinned at the scene and started to leave before you turned to him. “Wait Dally! I’ll be with ya in a second.” You said, letting go of your brother and putting back your sneakers on.

“Don’t teach her how to do anything illegal Dally!” He yelled out after the both of you.

“Too late Darry!” Dallas laughed and so did you.

That’s when you saw Darry come out of the house with his shoes on. He was coming after the both of you. Well more specifically, Dally.

“Uh-oh!” You and Dallas laughed before running off and away to somewhere.

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I tried my best with this yall🫶🏽

[justrikiss]

hiii i was wondering if you could do a fic where reader and dally are at bucks drinking and having fun and reader is sitting on dallys lap while he plays poker or something with some random guys and she's just so fixated on his hands. like, she's playing around with the rings on his fingers, playing with his fingers, tracing his veins, anything. and dally being his cocky self is like "you sure do like my hands, huh doll?" and she gets all shy and clingy and stuff and after awhile they eventually go up to dallys room and cuddle (sorry if this is too specific lmao😣)

handsy - dallas winston

in which: yn just can't stop playing with dallas' fingers..and of course he notices. requested by @mattdillonwhore

a/n: no bc I ACTUALLY LOVE THIS IDEA.. i feel like dallas would def get so cocky to yn cause it's literally his nature?? also he loves to see yn get flustered or embarrassed IT'S JS SO DALLAS CODED. PLEASEE send more reqs i actually love this SO MUCH. also warning there's a lil makeout scene but nothing too crazy😋! this ff is so much shorter than my other one wtf i did not execute properly..

being at buck's was nothing out of the ordinary for you and dally on the average night. drinks getting passed around, red neon lights filling the atmosphere, the smell of cigarettes lingering in the air, it was all a regular for you and dallas.

you sat on dallas' lap as he played poker with some other guys from the town. trying to fixate on something so you wouldn't be so bored you fell asleep, your eyes landed on to dally's hands.

something about his hands attracted you..the rings on his fingers and the veins leading up to his bicep, all of it tempted you in a way. you began to just play with his rings, turning them and examining them.

and this wasn't something new either, dallas was very used to you finding interest in his rings. hell, sometimes he'd even let you wear them. not for long though.

then your eyes trailed up to his veins, slowly running your fingers over each one of them, following the path they led up to his arms. and you did this to each one, taking what seemed like mental notes in your head about his veins. which one was bigger, which one felt best, which was your favorite, and all things related.

dallas kept an intense focus on his poker game though, his bets were important to him and he hadn't really realized what you'd occupied yourself with.

that was until he shifted his attention to you for a moment, examining how you'd play with his rings and trace his veins. finally, he spoke "didn't know my hands were that interesting. you sure do like 'em, huh doll?"

your stomach dropped and cheeks flushed as you'd heard dallas. you moved your hands back onto your lap as well. "no need to be shy, it's alright. nothin' but you gettin a little handsy, can't say i don't like it doll." dallas smirked. his cockiness was apparent to you, only making you even more flustered than before. dallas' smirk only deepened, turning into a cocky grin.

"dallll" you whined, looking down at your lap. dallas let out a laugh as he raised your chin "look at me doll." he smirked. you looked at him as he pulled you into a kiss. he only deepened the kiss as you two sat there.

"hey man, get a room!" one guy from the other side of the table yelled, causing you two to split apart. "alright alright, not my fault i just wanna show some lovin' to my broad." dallas said putting his hands up in defeat. "if you're gonna suck faces then get outta here" another guy added, throwing his poker chips onto the table "hey man watch your tone with me, alright? you probably wish this was you huh?" dallas snapped back at the guys. you knew this was your queue to intervene before things got serious as the man stood up yelling to dallas a little louder.

"dal, let's just go upstairs to your room alright? he's not worth fighting for." you said to dallas, putting your hands on his chest and pushing him back. "yeah yeah, man i hate guys like that..total jerks you know? man he's lucky you stopped me, cause if not i would've-" "enough dal." you interrupted him mid sentence, sensing that he was only starting to grow annoyed.

dallas let out a huff before he'd raised his head, as if a lightbub went off in his head. "hey, now i remember why we're even up here" he said, opening the door to his room. "someone couldn't keep her hands to herself, ain't that right? ya like my hands, doll?" his new york accent rang thick as he spoke. the flushed expression had returned to your face, looking down to your feet to avoid eye contact with dallas.

"c'mere" dallas said, sitting on his mattress. you did as he said as he pulled you into his lap, immediately kissing you. the kiss became more passionate by the moment, dallas letting his hands roam around his waist as you wrapped your hands around his neck and played with his hair.

this lasted for what seemed like forever before you'd both pulled away, nearly gasping for air.

"let's go to bed dal" you said, plopping down beside him on the mattress. "yeah, y'know maybe when you sleep you'll even dream about my hands." dallas joked as he laid beside you, wrapping his arms around you. "haha very funny..night dal." you slurred before falling asleep. "night, doll." dallas replied, drifting off just as you'd done.

[lilyxlovelyy]

Hi lovely! I’d love to see you write a one shot of Dallas Winston smut with hyper fem reader. Maybe they could be at bucks and making up for lost time bc Dally just got out of jail? Thank you 😊

Dallas x hyper fem!reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, p in v, oral f receiving, breast attention, very slight daddy kink hehe, don’t think there is anything else but idk

• Authors note: Hiii i am so glad u asked this cause i have been looking for inspiration and i love this idea!!

About 1k words.

You were over at the Curtis house because dal was supposed to be in jail for another six weeks so you had been spending some extra time there.

It wasn’t that you couldn’t live without dallas it was just that after a few months you have grown to miss him, his voice, his touch, everything about him you craved more than ever.

The gang was all over watching movies, playing cards, eating all of Darry’s food and such when suddenly Twobit noticed a special someone walking up to the house.

“Hey, YN you might wanna see this!” He said watching out the window so you got off the couch and peeked out from behind the curtain.

Your eyes widened when you saw Dallas walking up the driveway with a cigarette between his fingers. You quickly scrambled out the door running as fast as your legs could carry you until you were safely in his arms.

“Woah there princess” he said with a chuckle his New York accent shining through, you just giggled in response while still holding onto him. As he He slung his arms around you he felt the heat and wetness pooling between your thighs.

“Miss me that much, huh’” he grinned before finally pulling away from the hug.

“Yeah…” you mumbled softly with a cheeky smile.

“Well lets take you home and take care of that shall we”

“aren’t you going to say hello to the guys?” You asked softly and he shrugged

“eh they’ll see me later” he grinned and began walking back down the street so you quickly followed after him.

When you had made it back to bucks there was a party going on, you could tell by the red lights glowing from inside; but the party didn’t bother you because you both went straight up to his room not caring to say ‘hey’ to anyone.

He shut the door behind him and made sure to lock it securely.

Once the door was locked you latched you hungry lips onto his. The taste of cigarettes and prison food clung to his lips but you didn’t care, all you cared about was him. Finally being back in his arms.

His rough hands roamed over your body until he laid you down on his bed. He swiftly pulled your little dress down over your head carelessly throwing it away before moving his hands to your breasts. Groping and squeezing them. As little moans slip from your mouth. he grins and rips off your bra.

“Fuck I’ve been dreaming of these tits for months.” He smirks before leaning down and taking one in his mouth and sucking hard.

You entangled your fingers into his scruff hair. As you tug on his dark locks he scraps his teeth against your nipple. As he continues to suckle at your nipples you moved one of your hands down to your clothed cunt and rubbing hard.

“Aww baby you want daddy to touch you?” He smirks and you looked up at him with a soft whimper escaping from your lips.

He moves his hands down your body, over your hips and finally tracing his finger over you cunt.

“Your soaked doll” he growls as he peppers kisses down your neck which earns a moan from you. He slowly slips a finger inside your wet heat feeling the juices run down his finger. He doesn’t waste time to add another finger pumping them in and out at a fast pace. Your mouth is ajar as he continually pumps them in and out making moans spill from your soft lips.

“You gonna cum babydoll?” He asks as he peppered soft kisses over your soft tummy.

“Mhmmmh y-yes” you whimper as he roughly shoves his fingers deeper into you.

“Good girl” he whispers quietly as you cum over his fingers. He brings his fingers to your lips

“taste yourself baby” he smirks and you waste no time to wrap your mouth around his two fingers and suck off the sweet taste of your juices.

He smirks before pulling his fingers out and moving them to your hips. He grins before burying his face between your thighs.

“I gotta taste you first” he mumbles before dipping his tongue between your slick folds.

“Fuck I missed this” he groans against your dripping pussy making vibrations course through your body earning another whimper from you. as he lapped his tongue over your clit before digging his tongue back into your hole.

“Mhmmmh fuck” he groans, his voice muffled by cunt.

“Ohhhh I’m cumming again” you cry out and wrapped your legs around his neck pulling him closer. If that was even possible.

He rarely gave oral but he missed you so much he needed to taste you right from the source. As you came he licked it up with his tongue tasting all your sweet juices.

Once he caught his breath he quickly pulled away and moved his hands from you down to his jeans. He unbuckled his belt with ease and threw it aside along with his jeans.

You stared at his cock with lust in your eyes. He gave it one stroke before lining it up with your cunt and thrusting in. He was never the type of guy to go slow or really take his time but especially not now, he needed you and he needed it now.

He continues his rough assault on your pussy as your screamed out in pleasure. He bent his head down to roughly kiss and bite at your neck.

As you got closer to yet another orgasm he brought one of his hands down and started to rub your aching clit which sent you over the edge to extreme bliss.

As you pulsed around his cock he could feel he was about to cum.

“Fuck are you on the pill” he asked between grunts to which you simply shook your head so he swiftly pulled out and came all over your chest.

He collapsed beside you.

“Oh fuck” you breathed.

Your heart was pounding against your chest but Dallas wasn’t finished with you as he carried you to the bathroom.

[spikedhe4rt]

Hi! Could you make a story where dally and yn go on a date and it’s like SUPER sweet

Dallas x Reader Fluff

Word Count: 1254

I got up from bed and immediately checked my calendar in excitement. It was the day of my and Dallas's date. At first, I was skeptical of the Dallas Winston wanting to go out on a date but I finally gave in. He has too much playboy past but said he was willing to change. I took a deep breath and headed to my bathroom.

I opened my shower curtain and turned on the hot water. I quickly watched my body thoroughly before rushing out of the shower. I shivered when the cold air hit my body and face, before drying off thoroughly. I grabbed my makeup, thinking about the look I wanted to do. I wanted to do something simple glam since were only going to the dingo and drive in.

I applied foundation all over my face not forgetting my neck or ears. Then with concealer i apply to my under eyes, chin, nose and forehead and blend out with a beauty blender. Then I set my face with some loose setting powder. I finished with some blush and lipstick.

Once I returned to my room, I grabbed my outfit and finished getting ready. I added my favorite earrings and I was all finished. After a couple minutes, I heard a hard knock on my door. I perked up excitedly, knowing it was my date. I opened it to find a nervous-looking Dallas. 'Hi, Dally" I said as I beamed. He gave me a toothy smile back, “Hi, y/n. this is for you by the way” He pulled a slightly wilted rose from behind his back.

“Thank you. I love it, you ready to go?” he nodded then grabbed my hand. He took me to his car and even opened the door for me. Dallas Winston being a real gentleman? He started the car and started to drive, using one hand to drive. I look at him, his hair blowing in the wind from the open window.

“So where are you taking me, Winston?” He shook his head and smiled, a real smile. “I wanted to take you to the dingo, that okay?” I nodded, examining his handsome features. “What are you staring at? Do i have something on my face” he asked, looking panicked. I giggled “No, you just look so handsome today” He winked at me and focused on the road.

Once we got there, he got out the car and told me to wait. He hurriedly ran to my side and opened my car door. I swooned at his kindness. “C’mon babe” We walked in the dingo, music inside playing loudly and laughter echoing through out. He walked me to a table in the corner kind of secluded from the rest. I sat down across from his chair and grabbed my menu. He grabbed his quickly to start browsing it. I guess were both hungry.

“What are you gonna get doll?” I looked up at him, smiling a bit. “I think im gonna get a orange juice” He told me he was gonna get the same thing. I chuckled at him. “So how long have you lived here?” I asked trying to start up a conversation. “Well I moved here when I was about 10 or 11 from New York. I needed to get away from there” He answered skeptically. I nodded in understanding. “I get it. I loved Michigan but it just to boring and I needed some more in my life” I told him.

After that, the waiter Tanya came to talk our order, “I’ll get the old fashioned chicken” and “I want the baked ham sandwich…please” We said hurriedly. She took our orders and left quickly. “You look really nice today Y/n” I blushed at his words. “Thank you!” I replied trying to not squeal. I can’t wait to tell my friends about this.

Tanya came back to the scene with two plates. She tilted her head with a sweet smile, looking at us “First date huh?” Dallas looked at her shocked. How could she sense it? “Y-yea” She laughed at his nervousness before setting down our plates. “Enjoy lovebirds” I gave her a “thank you” before she walked away.

We began to eat and converse. “So before we go any further, I want to make you really like me. Not anyone else just me” I looked at him strange, getting caught off guard by his question. “Of course, I like like you, Dallas. Theres absolutely no one else baby” He smiled. “You’re perfect you know that?” I giggled at him and his words. “Well I try” I said with a small wink. He chuckled at my antics.

We finished our food and were driving to the drive in. Once we got there, we snuck under the gate. Were still greasers after all. He got me a coke and we shared a popcorn. It was one of those random beach movies so we spent the whole time mostly talking. I learned a lot about him. We talked about our childhoods and what it would be like to get out of this town.

I talked about going to Texas one day. “Im being serious as a funeral, Dally. How does someone named dallas not like Texas” I laughed at my own jokes. He playfully rolled his eyes “Hardy Har-har, doll.” I was still cracking up at my self still. “Im sorry. Would this make you feel better?” I gave him a kiss on the cheek, feeling confident in the moment. He laughed along with me after that.

We finished the movie soon after, almost being kicked out for being too loud. He decided to drive his car to bucks and walk me home since it wasn’t that far. As we walked, it felt peaceful. The town was silent for once, or at-least it felt like it was with him. We walked side to side in silence for a while till i stopped dead in my tracks. Dallas stopped with me, looking confused. I held out my hand for him to grab, looking in his eyes for acceptance. He grabbed my hand immediately with a small smirk.

I leaned towards him, our bodies nestled against each other. “Ive never seen Tulsa be this quiet.” he said, breaking the silence. “I thought it was just me.” I replied. He shook his head slightly as we continued to walk. We arrived at my porch soon after, wishing we had more time in secret.

I turned to him face-to-face. “This is it huh? I had a really good time tonight, Dal.” He smiled down at me. “So did I. I have an idea to make it better tho” I smiled, knowing exactly what he meant. I grabbed his face and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Dallas started to bring his hands down to my butt but quickly caught himself, situating them at my waist. I smiled, taking his hands back down. The kiss was fierce and passionate. We stayed there for about 4 minutes before pulling away breathless.

“Ive been needing to do that all day, Dal” He smiled. “Me too. I’ll tell you what…” he leaned into me, mouth close to my ear to whisper “we’ll save the rest for our next dates.” I giggled at his words. I gave him one last kiss before walking back up to my door. “I’ll see you tomorrow Dal” I said as i blew him a kiss. He caught it and put it in his pocket, starting to walk away. “Bye doll.”

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A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this. Im finally out of school so I have so much free time so I will be writing more. Let me know if you guys want this to be a series because I really like these two’s relationship. My request box is always open!! Love you guys!!! 💗

[steifel]

Hi could you do Dallas Winston x Curtis reader where yn gets pregnant accidentally

Hi unfortunately yn storys make me a little uncomfortable and also im not really into writing ficks or blurbs. I would totally be down to take requests for HCs though. So sorry for the inconvenience

[some-of-us-watch-the-sunset-too]

Can you do headcanons for what the guys and their SO do on their birthday (like if they have the same birthday as their SO, what do they do?)

A/N: i really liked writing this actually! it was surprisingly wholesome since i was crying watching the movie while writing this. i really need more angst asks 😭

Tags: Fluff, hcs, birthday, all the boys

Warnings: it does kind of hint at sexual activity (thanks for that dal) but there’s no detail or anything like that so it should be fine!

The boys on their S/O’s birthday

Darry

Always the gentleman Dar would make sure you feel like the most important person in the world on your birthday.

Breakfast. In. Bed. Darry will make you the most extravagant breakfast with all your favourite foods and deliver it to you as soon as you wake up.

He’ll take the day off work (which is really rare for him!) just so the two of you can have fun and spend time together.

If he was planning a party he would let you know, just so you could tell him whether you wanted one or not

Ponyboy

He would be so cute omg-

He’d slip you a piece of paper during class telling you to meet him either in an empty classroom or under the bleachers at lunch that day. when you get there he will have made you a card and bought you a single cupcake. unless you go with my other hcs, in that case he would have gotten johnny to make cupcakes for you.

I don’t think that Pony would want to throw you a party. i think he would be more for hanging out in the vacant lot all night.

Ok hear me out- you two have been dating about a month and you’re just hanging out in the lot for your birthday. you two are talking and chatting when he realises he didn’t get you anything for your birthday. you try to tell him that it’s ok that you don’t need anything but he insists on giving you something so….BOOM first kiss right there!

Sodapop

Soda is just a tiny bit cruel so he’d probably pretend that he forgot your birthday as a joke.

You would go down to visit him in the DX and he’d be there like “i know i’m forgettin’ somethin’ bit i dunno what. is it Stevo’s birthday?”

He’d do this until you either got really upset or told him it was your birthday.

Once he revealed he didn’t forget he’d have a party planned for you and by god it would be a good party. He’d have your favourite foods, he would have rented out bucks and paid Tim Shepard or someone to act as a bouncer so nobody you didn’t like could get in.

This boy- he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off you all night. Kissing, holding your hand, hugging you from behind, simply having his hand around your waist/shoulders? he doesn’t care as long as you’re with him.

Dally

Dally wouldn’t be one to treat you special on your birthday. he’d go on like normal. it’s just how he is 🤷‍♂️

I think he’d say something like “it’s your birthday today, ain’t it?” and when you said yeah he’d just say something like “thought so” and walk away.

If he gets you a gift? i wouldn’t bet that it was acquired legally. but he still cares. he would most likely get you a new blade or something like that.

Even though on the day he wouldn’t be very attentive that night he’d get buck to close the bar early so you two could have some alone time. I’m thinking slow dancing in the bar alone. he’s a really bad dancer but he still tries. and i mean it’s dally we’re talking about so you probably know what would happen later that night…

Two-Bit

Your birthday to Two is just the perfect time for pranks, he doesn’t really know why, it just is. he would switch your orange juice for milk that he put orange food dye into, hide random things in your room, the basic pranks yk? maybe switch the fruit in your fruit bowl for that wax fruit.

He would be planning a surprise party in the Curtis’ place for like- a month before your birthday. it would be the best party ever. he’d even watch his drinking so you could have fun without having to babysit Two.

Exact same as soda, he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off you. though he’d probably be a little less wholesome, kinda like Dal.

He’d make some drunken toast at the party about how hot you are and how lucky he is to have you. he’s cringy like that plus he’s pissed drunk when he gives the roast so it’s not his fault

Steve

Steve doesn’t get as much appreciation as he should, he’s adorable! he wouldn’t be a gentleman like Darry but he wouldn’t be ignoring the fact it was your birthday like Dal. He would probably make some agreement that if you could win a challenge that on your birthday he couldn’t say no to you (with limits ofc. you couldn’t tell him to jump into freezing water cause you dropped a sandwich into it or you couldn’t tell him to kill someone yk? limits.) he’d probably let you win though tbh

So you’ve won this bet. now what? he’s your personal butler for the day! want coffee? ask Steve! need a hug? ask Steve! He would be at your beckon call at all times (that’s the saying right?)

He’d also plan you a party, just not a surprise party. He would have it in the lot since it has the most space so nobody will be cramped together.

Johnny

He would make you a present rather than buy one since he doesn’t have much money. i think that’s cuter and more thoughtful than anything else tbh.

He would want to hang out together all day. maybe you two would go to the drive in that night?

I don’t think parties are johnnies thing so he would plan that you and the rest of the boys have dinner in the Curtis’ and then if you wanted to go out he wouldn’t stop you.

[sayoneee]

☆ ASTROPHILIA

you've always cared about him more than you can admit (0.7k)

contains : dallas winston x nb! reader. fluff. he's as soft as he can be

kashaf’s note : sry for any mistakes, english isn’t my first language

“YOU HAVE MASCARA ALL OVER YOUR FACE,” he whispered, tilting his head to look at you. you glanced at him, leaning against the roof of your house, a lazy grin on his face. your eyes flickered to his bruised knuckles before settling on his almost equally battered face.

“shut the fuck up,” you hissed at him, pulling your knees to your chest, your attention focused once more on the starry sky. typically, nights like this had a sort of languid feel to them, but tonight was different.

“don’t tell me you were worried about me, doll,” he teased, reaching for your hand to tug you closer to him. you let out a yelp as he pulled you into him. he grinned at you expectantly, and all you could consider was how the sight of dallas winston had yet to jade you.

“i wasn’t,” you leaned away from the arm wrapped around your shoulder, refusing to meet his eyes. you weren’t one to believe in superstitions or anything, but everyone said eyes were the gateway to the soul, and the way dallas looked at you sometimes had you wonder if it was true.

“aw cmon, doll, don’t be like that,” he played with his ring on your hand. “s’nothin you gotta lose your pretty little head over, yeah?”

undeniably, it wasn’t anything you were unaccustomed to but, retrospectively, you can’t recall the last time he had ever looked this beat up.

you look at dallas, frowning a little as you considered why you were so concerned in the first place. not that you’d ever admit it, but the initial display of his busted knuckles and discolored face left you stressed.

all you can conclude is that you’re too attached to dallas winston for your own good, something he wasn’t cognizant of. you say nothing, however. you can hardly sort through your internal turmoil to verbalize the thoughts plaguing your mind.

he continued when you failed to formulate a response, “man, you looked so worried, darry almost figured it out.”

“that we’re going steady?” the question falls from your lips faster than you can think about it. you were going steady with him, had been for a while, but the gang had yet to figure it out and the two of you hadn’t bothered to let it be known.

“nah, that we’re runnin’ away to mexico,” he responded sarcastically. he chuckled as you shoved his shoulder, his eyes glittering in amusement.

“you’re fuckin’ annoying.”

“you’re still here, ain’t ya?”

“shut the fuck up and look at the stars, asshole,” you whispered, opting not to answer, resting your head on his shoulder.

“gettin’ a little bossy, ain’t we?”

the next time the two of you have your secret rendezvous on your roof is under much more agreeable circumstances.

fortunately, dallas hadn’t been locked up in a while—that is if you could call three days a while. honestly, you think the longest he’d gone without getting into some sort of trouble was about a week, and that was because he had been injured quite severely.

the two of you are quiet as you look at the sky, his arm loosely around your waist. you can’t help but look at him instead though, paying close attention to the way the moonlight washes over his features, and you think he looks sort of like an angel. a disgraced one, probably.

“whatcha lookin’ at, dollface?” he raises an eyebrow at you, his lips curling into a smirk. you no longer think he looks like an angel (the peaceful expression on his face had been disturbed) yet the stars in his eyes beckoned you closer.

“your ugly ass,” you whisper as he leaned in close to you.

“mm, i don’t think so. see, if you really did think i was ugly, you wouldn’t have stared that long.”

“well, i do, it’s just that the moonlight makes everyone look a hundred times better, even people cursed with looks like yours.”

“jesus, doll.”

you smiled triumphantly when he lapsed into a temporary silence. nights like this were your favorite part of the day, all your favorite conversations took place during this time. even if you wished it could last forever, just sitting here with dallas was enough for you. god, you wondered sometimes how you could get him to sit and stare at stars with you, but it was a well-kept secret he was the slightest bit into astronomy. you didn’t know why, maybe the presence of the stars were comforting to him, but you cherished these moments, where he let his guard down around someone other than the gang.

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[and-claudia]

Dallas Winston x reader-I’ll Be There For You ( Part 5 to Without Me)

So this one is going to be a bit different. It's based off of the Friends theme song, I'll Be There For You by The Rembrandts. But I'm going to put all the lyrics at the beginning then I'm going to go through how each member of the gain has helped Dallas and or the Reader. So no one told you life was gonna be this way Your job's a joke, you're broke Your love life's D.O.A It's like you're always stuck in second gear When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month Or even your year, but I'll be there for you (When the rain starts to pour) I'll be there for you (Like I've been there before) I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too) You're still in bed at ten And work began at eight You've burned your breakfast, so far Things are going great Your mother warned you there'd be days like these But she didn't tell you when the world has brought You down to your knees and I'll be there for you (When the rain starts to pour) I'll be there for you (Like I've been there before) I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too) No one could ever know me No one could ever see me Seems you're the only one who knows What it's like to be me Someone to face the day with Make it through all the rest with Someone I'll always laugh with Even at my worst, I'm best with you, yeah It's like you're always stuck in second gear When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month Or even your year I'll be there for you (When the rain starts to pour) I'll be there for you (Like I've been there before) I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too) I'll be there for you I'll be there for you I'll be there for you ('Cause you're there for me too)

Dallas helping Yn (Yn pov)~ He has been my rock through the this whole thing. I know we didn't have the greatest start to this pregnancy, but now he's all in. I started getting morning sickness right after we had made up around the 8the week and I went back to him at Buck's place and have had up until now, week 12. It's almost like clockwork, every morning at around 8:35 I'll wake up feeling super nauseous. For the first few days I had it, it took Dal a few moments to wake up and realize what was happening, but now he's awake before me somehow anticipating it. He has also be super soft around me. Now usually he does show me a softer side that no one ever gets to see but it's gone to a whole new level now. He was the one to notice that I was starting the show. When I tried to tell him that I don't like it because I just look fat or bloated, he harped on me and told me to never say anything like that about myself again. He made sure that I understood that he still found me beautiful and nothing could change his mind on that. When I started to get really tired at around week ten, he was so nice about it. He'd see me dozing off ever so slightly on late night as we all sat at the Curtis house and made sure that we left soon. Or if it was still day time and I need to take a quick nap he'd make sure to keep it down for me and would even lay with me if I asked him to. He also got to go to his first ultrasound with me on May 5th for the twelve week checkup. He was more excited than I was but denied it the moment I told the gang. I know that we're both scared for this, but we're going to be there for one another just like we always are.

Darry helping them both- (Yn pov) He has always been a protective older brother figure ever since me and Dally moved to Tulsa. He would always make sure that I was eating enough and getting enough sleep and would ask me a million times how I felt every time we were over at their house. He had just ask me about what me and Dally plan to do about getting our own place and I was honest and said that we'd like to but we don't really have a whole lot of money and we don't really know where to look. Darry told me that there was this little house down the road that had two bedrooms and two bathrooms, a nice little kitchen and a decent sized living room that he was working on with his construction job. He said it's kinda old so they're selling it super cheap and if we wanted it he'd help us get it. The next day we went to look at it and I fell in love with it. He talked to his boss and they said they'd knock the price down if we could do a down payment by the next week. Me and Dally went home that night and counted up all the money we had, we had just over what we needed. The next day we were house owners. Darry said that they'd still need to work on it for about another month and half so we would be able to move in util around the middle of June. I couldn't be more grateful to have a guy like Darry in my life. (Dally's pov) It was late and Yn and I were getting ready to leave the Curtis house. Darry was walking us out trying to finish his conversation with Yn. When we got to the car she said goodbye and got in the car. Darry pulled me aside before I could get in as well. "Now I'm not trying to freak you out or nothin, but have you thought about getting a job?" "Of course I have, we both have, but no one will take either of us with my record with the fuzz and with her being pregnant since she'll only be able to work for a few months before she has to take off." "Well we just lost a guy over where I work. Usually the boss doesn't really care too much of your past, he just cares that you stay clean while workin there. You have more reasons to keep a clean record than just a job so that should be easy. All you need is a good work ethic, and be willing to get your hands a little dirty. I'll put in a good word for ya with the boss, tell him the position you're in, he's a bit of a sucker for helping those who really need it. But it's up to you." "Is really appreciate it man." "Alright I have work tomorrow and I'll talk to him then. Now get her home before she falls asleep in the car." We both laughed a little before I got in the truck and started her up. They both waved bye as I drove off towards Buck's place. "What was that about?" She asked resting her head on the window. "He's tryin to get me a job with him." "Oh that's good. I need to find me one too, just to help bring a in a little bit more while I still can." "We can worry about that later. Right now let's get you to sleep." The next day Darry called me late the next night and told me I got the job and that I start the next Monday.

Twobit helping them both- (Yn pov) I was sat downstairs at Buck's as Dallas was outside working on his truck, it got a flat tire and it needed to be changed. The phone rang and I was closer to it than buck so I answered it. "Hello?" I asked. "Hey, Yn, it's Twobit." I heard the voice on the other line say. "Oh hey Two, what's up?" "Well first off I hope you don't mind, but I told me mom that you were pregnant." "Oh not at all, I can't exactly hide it forever." We both laughed a little. "Anyways, she wanted to talk to you. She goes into work tonight at 7:30, could you meet her at around 5:45?" "Yeah sure, where at?" "She said she'd swing by and get you and then run you back when y'all were done." "Okay sounds good." "Alright I'll let her know, she just wants to make sure you know that she's here if you need any help with anything. Is Dally around, I need to talk to him too?" "That's so sweet and yes, he's outside trying to fix a tire, give just a second and I'll grab him." I set the phone down without hanging it up and walked to the front door and hollered for Dallas to come inside. (Dally's pov) I picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hey Dal, you busy at around 5:45?" "No, why?" "Yn and my mom are going out to talk about the baby and I was wondering if you wanted to come over and help me watch my little sister, it's be good practice for ya." "Um... yeah but I've never really done that before..." "I know that's why today's the day you start. You ain't got much more time to practice before that baby comes." "I know, man, I know. Alright I'll see then." "Alright, bye." I hung up the phone. I found it very thoughtful of his mom to offer to talk to Yn about the baby.

Soda and Steve helping the reader- (Yn pov) Dally and Darry we're both at work so I was hanging out at the Curtis house with Steve, Soda, Ponyboy, Johnny And Twobit. Soda and Steve were getting ready to go to work at the DX. Then I got an idea. "Hey, Soda, is the DX hiring by any chance?" I asked out of the blue. "Well one of the other workers just moved but I don't know if the boss is looking to replace him." He said. "Why?" Steve joined the conversation. "Well, it's not fair that Dal's the only one of us two working. I've been looking around for a job but I can't exactly do most of the ones that are open around town because I'm either too young, I don't have enough experience or because I'm pregnant. But if the DX was hiring I could easily work the register for a few months, and then even return after a few months after I have the baby." "Well, I'm not sure that is something that could happen. But the owner is this really old lady who's pretty mean. I don't how she'd feel about hiring someone who's going to have to leave shortly after. But I mean we can try to talk to her, she'll be there today." Soda said trying to be nice about it. "Well if she's there today, I'll just go with y'all and speak to her myself." "You sure, it's a pretty good walk." Steve said glancing down at my bump that wasn't really hidden since all I wore today a tighter fitting tank top since it was warm out. "Who said anything about walkin? I got Dally's keys, and he left his truck here since he rode with Darry to work. Come on, I'll drive." I was already out there door not giving them time to reject. When we got there Soda and Steve both checked in and then Soda let the boss lady know that I was there to talk to her. He told me good luck and I went into her little room in the back. "Hello." I said. "Hi, my name is Shelly." She said, she had the voice of a woman who used to smoke a lot and it reminded me of my aunt back in my time in New York. "I'm Yn." "I know, that Soda kid told me. So now, tell me again about you wanting a job." "Okay. I know it looks bad, me being only 17 and having a baby, but I'm trying my very best. My boyfriend just got a job and I wanted to be able to help bring in money for our life together. I know I won't be able to work long before I have the baby but I would come back after I had it. I understand that you may look at me as some no good hood girl that got knocked up, but I promise you I'm not and you do let me work here I could prove that to you." "Now dear, don't say that about yourself. I don't think you're a no good hood girl that got knocked up, you know why?" "Why?" "Because you're just like me. I had my son when I was your age. It was hard, but I didn't have his father to help, you're a lucky girl. Let me talk to Steve and Soda real quick then I'll get back to you, would you tell them to come in?" "Yes ma'am." I said getting up to get the boys. They went in and came out a few minutes later with their heads hung. "I didn't get it did I?" I asked. "Well..." Soda began. He had his hand behind his back and so did Steve. "You got the job!" They yelled and held up two DX shits. I took them from them. "Really?!? Thanks guys!" I said. "Shelly wants to talk to real quick again though so get in there." Steve said. "Now, Yn don't make me regret this. You start tomorrow. Just come in with the boys, you'll only be working the register so you can keep that little bean safe. And if anyone ever gives you a hard time about being young and pregnant you tell me and I'll handle it." "Yes ma'am, thank you so much!" I said. "Alright now you get home and rest, you're first day is tomorrow." I nodded before walking out. I said thank you to the boys once more before driving back to the Curtis house. I told the boys I'd pick them up later. I can't wait to tell Dal that I got a job too.

Johnny helping Dally- it's no lie that out of all the guys in the gang, I like Johnny the most. Lately he's been the one I go to when I've been freaked out about becoming a dad. I didn't want to go to Yn because I know she's already pretty stressed out herself and I don't need her worrying or stressing of me too. "Johnny, I just don't know man. I'm so scared about becoming a dad. I don't know the first thing about taking care of a kid. I've always hated them. I don't think I'm going to be as good of a dad as she will be a mom. I can't even talk to her bout it cause I don't want her to to stress. What do I do?" "Well you love Yn, right?" "Well 'corse I do." "Well then that should mean you two can get through anything, but you have to work together. We've all seen how your relationship works. If your not talking with her about this all, it won't get solved. And you never know, you might find that she's feelin' the same way." "Really, did she talk to you?" "No, she may have talked to Ponyboy though and that kid can't keep a secret to save his life." "Ain't that the truth."

Ponyboy helping reader- it was my day off and I was spending it with Pony. It was still pretty early so he was making us both some eggs for breakfast. We were talking about everything under the sun when he brought up the topic of me becoming a mom. "So how do you feel about it?" "I mean I'm happy and excited, don't get me wrong. I just... I don't know. I'm scared. Nether me or Dal has the greatest parents growing up so I feel like we don't really know how to be parents. Oh my god, Pony, we're going to be bad parents and they're going to take our baby away... they can't do that." "They won't, Yn." "How do you know? We're going to be the worse parents ever." "No you're not. You and Dallas are the strongest couple I've ever seen. If you can get through all that happened to you both in New York and everything that's happened here, raising a baby is going to be the easiest thing the two of you have ever done. Plus you got the whole gang here to help all three of you." "Thanks Ponyboy." He gave me a quick hug, despite being younger than me he was already the same height as me. "No problem shorty." "Shut it, kid."

Alright this one was pretty different but, I hope you liked it.

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Hi! Can you make a bot about Dallas Winston that is based off the please please please music video by Sabrina Carpenter? You could base it off of the lyrics “don’t bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice” but anything is fine 😊

🚬 | Just did my makeup so nice (REQ)

(uhm I forgot to post this 💔)