#dally x yn

[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”.

[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

[nobitchs-world]

Actually me

[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)

[sofs16]

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carlosylln my roman empire. horror movie lalaland irl

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ynupdted heavy on the lalaland… they had to break up to pursue their own dreams and they still support each other 😭😭😭

⤷ carloscharles15 wym break up… THEY BROKE UP? ⤷ ynupdted … THEY BROKE UP LIKE A YEAR AGO😭??????? ⤷ carloscharles15 BUT I JUST SAW HER COMMENT ON HIS RECENT? ⤷ ynupdted yeah they comment on each other’s posts but nothing else aside from that 😞

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carlossainz55 Happy new year from the Sainz’s 🥂🎊 Wishing everyone all the best for 2024. We missed you anasainzdec ❤️ view all 1,574 comments

yn.yln Feliz año nuevo, el mejor familia! (happy new year, the best family!) yn.yln Anaaaaa!!!!! Bonita🤍

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⤷ anasainzdec te echo menos, yn🤍 a ti también! (Miss you, yn🤍 you also!) [ liked by yn.yln]

yncarlos ouch first christmas w/o yn 😞

⤷ ynlover girl no need to comment.. im sure theyre all aware 😭😭

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yn.yln absolutely in shambles as i’m typing this but… my sophomore album “silence between songs” will be yours next week, january 8th :,) so incredibly grateful for this opportunity and hope you guys enjoy it 🤍🤍🤍

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carlossainz55 👸🎊

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⤷ totalcarlos MY HEART. anasainzdec😍😍😍

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⤷ yn.yln te quiero😽

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⤷ yn.yln mi padreeee! muchisimas gracias

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yn.yln at a loss for words. silence between songs is out 🥹🎀

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♫ king of everything - yn yln | caption musica de dia!

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yn.yln muchas gracias, carlitos 🥹🤍

⤷ carlossainz55 de nada🥳

anasainzdec “We’re not together” you said 😂

⤷ carlossainz55 no necesitas repitir. muchos personas dice estoy enamorado con yn (you don’t need to repeat. many people say i’m in love with yn)

⤷ anasainzdec y estas? (and are you?)

⤷ carlossainz55 un poco. (a little)

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carlossainz55 😍

⤷ yn.yln The hypnosis photo worked, didn’t it?

⤷ carlossainz55 I am still stuck at the first slide. ⤷ ca55yn WHAT

charles_leclerc carlossainz55

⤷ carlossainz55 I got here before you

user55 HELPME CARLOS DOWN BAD.. AGAIN.

user52 yn, babes, you don’t need the hypnosis slide😭 we all down bad for u [‪‪❤︎‬ carlossainz55]

iMessage

YN

en serio? (are you serious?) con tu commento? (with your comment?)

CARLITOS

piensas estoy jocoso? (you think i’m joking?)

YN

Ya no se, Carlitos. ( i don’t know anymore) We’ve done this before.

CARLITOS

I do not stop thinking about you though

YN

Too bad, you broke it off last time.

CARLITOS

That was a mistake; we both know that, Hermosa.

YN

🤷🏻‍♀️

I’m not risking it again. I like having you in my life, even if it is s a friend

CARLITOS

But we can be more than that

YN

How come

CARLITOS

i’m going to win you over one day;)

delivered

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ynupdated Yn Yln kicks off her tour in Madrid Spain and sings an unreleased song: Decode! Lyrics are seen in the next slide. Many believe this is about Carlos Sainz, her ex, who many say attended the concert. #ynyln #tour

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user1 dramaticcccc why doesn’t she just get with him? it’s obvious he’s obsessed with her

⤷ ynupdates it’s not really easy to have a tour everywhere and have your boyfriend race everywhere lol. Yn mentioned it was the distance that ultimately ended their relationship, no bad blood. ⤷ user2 long distance with her first bf is so😭

⤷ ynupdated carlos being her first bf is 😭 she does not dilly dally

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yn.yln wouldn’t trade this for anything 🤍 thank you madrid, te amooooooo te quierooooo

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stop being a simp boyy

you are going to get us EXPOSED ITS BEEN 10 MINUTES

⤷ I can’t help it when my GIRLFRIEND looks like that😍

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user1 YN ITS 3 IN THE MORNING. carloyn THE HARDLAUNCH AND MV HARDLAUNCH

user2 this is why she’s been silent for a month aside from tour 😭😭😭😭

carlossainz55 👸😍

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ynupdated STOP SPAMMING MY PHONE 😭 YN RELEASED A NEW SONG CALLED PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE (LYRICS NEXT SLIDE) GNB

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Userq let admin sleep😭

user2 dont embarass me motherfucker😭

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carlossainz55 Will not be that motherfucker who embarrases her ❤️

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user7 BRO PULLED OUT ALL THE GF RECEIPTS IN ONE POST

yn.yln babe… why these pics 😭 love you tho

⤷ carlossainz55 what? You look gorgeous, you always do

⤷ yn.yln😍🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜💜🤎🩵 LOVE YOU😍😍😍

⤷ user4 atp yn will be embarrassing Carlos with her random shit AHAHAHA ♥ yn.yln

[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!!! 💗

[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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[henqtic]

Hi, I love your writing so much! :) Could I request a dracoxreader where the reader is having a really bad day and he ends up comforting & cuddling her until she stops crying and eventually falls asleep in his arms. He just admires her while she's sleeping and is really sweet to her when she wakes up

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pairing: draco malfoy x fem!reader

word count: 1.0k (1064)

authors note: thank you so much,, I’m glad you like my writing !! also sorry for this thing so long, i actually started it around when you sent it but then my brain just shut down and i couldn’t really figure out how exactly i wanted to write everything but here it is— with the end sort of changed up :)

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you were having a horrible day and there was no other way to describe it. really, you searched, high and low for a way to see it in a brighter light but you just couldn’t. from start to middle and to now, what you would call the end, there was no positive connotation for how you felt.

first, you’d woken up late from none of your dorm mates taking the time to get you up. they left some note on the dresser saying that they tried but every time you’d raise your head, you’d just bury yourself amongst the blankets again. and that shouldn’t have been a big deal nor should it have made a huge dent in your day, but once you checked the clock which the paper was stuck to, you cringed at the fact that you had missed the entirety of breakfast.

so then you were late to transfigurations for the fourth time that week, earning a very passive aggressive lecture from professor mcgonagall on why it was imperative to be on time and not to be off ‘dilly dallying’ when you were supposed to be learning.

and that would've also been okay because you completely understood where her frustration was coming from, even though the idea of why you’d been late in the first place was totally off and completely wrong—

you were just a heavy sleeper who needed to set more alarms that would wake you up rather than everyone else except you.

but no, it wasn’t that simple, she had to do it in front of the whole class, one filled with some of the most obnoxious gryffindors who you’d ever met. some threw disgusted looks while others went as far as whistling and howling because malfoy’s girlfriend showed up looking like she’d just rolled out of his bed.

—

everything had gone well— until your third lesson when you accidentally knocked over a jar of a very hard to obtain ingredient on your way out to lunch. and snape was quick to blame it on you, not the fact that if it was so hard to harvest, maybe the best place to store it wasn’t in glass on the edge of a table.

nevertheless, he made you stay back to clean the mess by hand when the same job with magic with less time wasted— by the time you did get there, nearly all of the good foods were gone and so was your boyfriend who you were ready to vent to about the whole thing.

“he had to go to the library to tutor that first year, he made me save you this piece of cake though,” daphne explained, handing you a piece of lemon cake wrapped up in a brown napkin, your favorite.

“thanks daph,” you smiled, feeling that your day was improving and that you could save your little rant for the end of the day.

“no problem.”

—

but it didn’t. no, your day didn’t improve in the slightest. because now your stomach was tightening, glancing down at the big red T staining the charms exam that you'd spent a bunch of time studying for.

it was staring right back at you, like a taunt that all of your hard work had gone to waste, and professor flitwick's look of disappointment didn’t help at all.

so you knew by the time you’d got out of the illuminated room and to the gloomy dungeons you were crying, taking advantage of the dark lighting as your shoes pattered against the stone floor.

and once you made it to the entrance of the slytherin common room, muttering the three syllable password that draco had given you earlier that week and walking up the long staircase, you made sure you looked presentable. not a tear in sight like you’d had the best day in the world. but still, for safe measure, your eyes were wiped once more before knocking on the door.

“come in!” you heard a comforting voice call out from the other side of the wooden door.

you slowly turned the knob and walked in, putting your bag down and untying the fabric around your neck without making a single piece of eye contact with him in hope that he wouldn’t notice your current state.

“oh love it’s just you, you know you don’t have to knock,” he said before not fully relaxing into the bed, concerned at how long it was taking you to undo a tie.

“are you alright?”

“course i am,” you lied, turning around and mustering up the best smile you could still causing him to look at you skeptically.

“that’s good, how was your day then?” he asked, trying to go at the situation in the best way, not expecting your face to fall at the question.

he was being genuine and it was something you should've expected since he asked it every time you’d go through this routine but no, no, no, he should've asked something different because it’s just what pushed you over the edge. 

your lip quivered as that gut wrenching feeling that you hadn't felt in a long time came, a pit forming in your stomach until it traveled up to your throat and there was no way to swallow it back down. your eyes started to water as you shook your head, trying to tell him no without talking because you knew if you did, it wouldn't end up well for you. and he already knew that because immediately after he saw the signs, he enveloped you in his arms.

you weren’t a person who cried often, not even that time you fell off your quidditch broom, you refused to do it because it ‘hadn't hurt that bad’ and it would seriously concern him sometimes, on why you were so intent on not doing it. but he hadn’t asked any questions knowing how you’d like to be treated in these times, you didn't want to be bombarded with solutions or asks or told that you would get and feel better, but just to be held until it passed.

so that’s what he did, let you cry it out until his shirt was wet with salty tears, knowing that when you did wake up, he'd figure out the mess on his own and make you feel better over whatever happened throughout the oh so terrible day.

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[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.

[writer-akihiko]

After your hiatus, can you do a Yandere!Yamato (I don't know why, but I'm attracted to this guy from HEAVENS) x Reader in a Fairy Tale AU loosely based on Romeo and Juliet (but without the tragic ending). Set it in Victorianesque-era? The protagonists are from rival households (Raging and Shining if it'll make it easier) and as children, Yamato first encounters the reader from a distance (he sees her on the balcony of her bedroom and wandering through the mansion gardens) and becomes infatuated with her (leads into obsession). They finally meet at a party where the reader has her society debut (social gatherings are the only time the households have to be in each other's presence despite their rivalry) and his obsession with her intensifies, so much that he does crazy things just to be near her. I'll leave the rest of the story up to you!

Just Say Yes - Yandere!Yamato X Reader

Thank you for the request! This was also a birthday request, so I hope this was a good birthday present! Cut for Yandere content.

This is my personal characterisation of Yamato from Utapri as a Yandere. Actual Yamato would not do this; this is my take on how Yamato acts as a Yandere.

TWs: Light Yandere, Death, Manipulation

The day of the society debut.

The day where you'd finally be granted your social freedom, the day you were waiting to make friends, to enjoy the music, the dancing, the…

You'd wish the day would never come.

If you knew what he planned oh so long ago…

~○~

"Oh! Miss YN! You can't be dilly-dallying for so long! You must be prepared for tonight!" Your loyal maid, Tomochika cried out loud.

Once again, you had to leave your beloved balcony, your daydreaming haven for other business. You sighed, shifting your cardigan back on. You snapped out of your trance when your maid caught your attention.

"YN! What are you thinking about?!"

You huffed, confessing to your dear friend the person who haunted your daydreams. "A certain man…"

The gasp from Tomochika was expected. You knew how much of a sucker she was for a good romance. You let her have her giddy episode, as she hopped and skipped with joy.

"Who is he?!"

She repeated the question over and over again, shaking your shoulders. Before you could even reply, she listed off name after name of most likely handsome lords and barons.

"Is it Duke Ichinose?! Oh, but you've never seen him before…" She thought about it once again. "No, no, it should be the foreign Prince Camus! He's just come to the nation and all the ladies must be swooning~ Or is it the Kurusu twins?! One's a scholar and the other's a knight, certainly a great package-"

"It's… Lord Hyuga…"

CRASH!

The collision of the metal tray and the stone floor resonated throughout the room.

Tomochika grabbed onto your wrists, shaking you. "Y-You mean the older brother right?! The- The brother that leads the Neutral Faction, and not-"

"Lord Yamato Hyuga…"

"Y-YN… I feel faint…"

Tomochika dramatically fell over onto your bed, wanting to scream. "YN, I really care for you, but…"

You hesitated. "I know what you might say…"

"How?!" She asked, on her knees, tugging the end of your dress. "You know it's a hopeless love, please YN, I want you to be happy!"

You shrugged her off, stooping to her level. "I know… I know it's impossible…"

You comforted her, hugging her. Your tears also soaked her uniform, as you couldn't stop the way you felt. It felt useless to have such feelings.

The world wouldn't change itself for your sake after all.

~○~

"…And that is what I overheard from the LN estate, Yamato." Shion reported. Undergoing such an operation would be called mad, but there was no guarantee that Yamato would be safe, especially when it came to things regarding YN.

"Van also reported that the Head of the LN Family plans to undergo a political marriage," Yamato added, staring at the map of the division of land. As a local of the Otori Faction, it was damn near impossible to get close to her, but with all of his plans finally falling in place, he might just achieve his one goal.

"I'll visit Eichii tonight," He announced to Shion. "He can have the LN's land for all I care. I just want YN…"

"Understood, Lord Yamato."

~○~

The cheerful joys of the townspeople would soon be ruined, Yamato thought to himself, as he rode the same carriage as the Kurusu twins and Count Shinomiya.

"Hoi, Yamato," Syo called out. "I know you're mostly doing this on your own, so I wanna apologise for not contributing sooner."

He shook his head. "The one you should be apologising to is Eichii. After all, I just want to get my darling and get out," He admitted. He got a tiny kick out of the Kurusu scholar, Kaoru looking so shocked at his intentions. "If Kira hadn't found out about the utter corruption going on in the Shining Faction, I might've just lived on with a broken heart."

Count Natsuki grinned, patting his shoulder. "What a lovestruck lad, don't you agree Syo-chan? But it isn't as cute as you two~"

The usual teasing between the three went on, as Yamato prepared his disguise. Everything had to go picture perfect, otherwise he'd die trying.

~○~

"Your attendant, Count Shinomiya?" The servant asked.

Count Shinomiya was excellent at hiding a true façade, as he was well-known for being a happy-go-lucky man. "Why yes. Thank you for inquiring so."

Once Yamato entered the debut ball, he bolted to the balcony, beyond the gardens and there he found you…

He climbed over the walls, hopping over to you. He couldn't stop himself from twirling you around, kissing your cheek and peppering kisses over your face.

"My YN… I've missed you…"

Your reddened face and your dress just made Yamato want to whisk you away… "YN, you should be prepared. Don't be afraid when people start bursting in. Stick close to the stairs or the walls. I'll find you."

You could only nod, hesitant about what Yamato could mean.

~○~

Your heart thumped, simply waiting for the disaster to begin. Your usual self wouldn't want such harm, but this was a chance. A chance to escape the constricted life that you lead on…

The scream of a woman alerted you that the assailants were breaking through the glass of the room. Tomochika immediately rushed to your side, holding onto your arm as you both sunk to the ground.

The men in dark clothes knocked out a number of guests, leaving the higher nobles alive and standing. You could only assume that Yamato also had the men corner the other guards and knights.

A man approached you, hugging you by the waist and revealing himself as Yamato Hyuga. A few gasps rung through the room, and your cousin flew into a fury.

"What is the meaning of this?! We had a truce! You dare defile the contrac-"

Before your cousin could utter another word, Yamato silenced him with his sword.

He looked over your family in utter disgust, wasting no time to order his men to execute them.

"Ya-Yamato?" You were in tears, seeing your family killed and other nobles killed. You could only assume that the nobles left alive were working with Yamato as well.

He got on one knee, kissing your hand. "What is it YN? With this rebellion, we can be free to marry. You can be my wife, forever…"

You shivered, instinctively pulling away from his hand. You immediately regretted it, as your lover had a look of utter disappointment on his face.

"What is it YN? Don't you love me?"

"Y-Yes I do but-"

"Then is it so hard?...

Just say yes."

[nyan-toaster]

Yandere Dallas x reader

Dally: hey baby doll, 😏😎

yn: r a t

dally: ??? Baby what??

yn: you heard me, s t i n k y

dally:

dally: doll what the fu-

[dallyicious]

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 💔)

[mlovesstories]

You Raised Her Too

Words: 1500

Warnings: Angry Sam, cussing

AN- Sam is a lawyer, this is an AU.  

Summary- Sam doesn’t understand why YN isn’t performing well in school.  Dean has to translate.  

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Sam looked up from the legal papers he had been glancing over as he walked through the house. He saw YN standing and touching the bindings of the books in their library. Her notes and textbooks lay untouched on the table. 

“Ahem.” 

Startled, she turned around to face her father. 

“You told me you would start your homework a half hour ago,” Sam put his papers down and crossed his arms. 

“Sorry,” YN put her hands to her sides, wiping the dust from the dusty books onto her jeans. 

“I don’t know why but you have been so distracted lately,” he responded. “Did something happen?” 

“No…” she shrugged. 

“Please get started on your work,” he winked at her. 

“Sorry, daddy.” YN smiled. As she sat down, he exited. 

As the days and school years went on, Sam only noticed her distracted behavior more and more. He was tired of trying to make her focus. 

“You are in fifth grade.  Get your stuff done,” he growled.  “Stop dilly-dallying and get going.  Why is it so hard to-” 

“WOAH!” Dan walked into the house.  “What’s with the third degree?” 

“Nothing,” YN bit her lip, embarrassed.  “Sorry, Dad.” YN apologized to Sam.

“You know, you keep saying that.  Why is it so hard to sit down and start your work?  Do I need to start taking your series books away?” Sam widened his stance and stood over her as she sat at the table.  YN shook her head, eyes wide.   “Open your damn book and start!” He stormed out of the room. 

“What-” Dean looked to YN.  

“He’s mad because I don’t study.  At least that’s what he thinks.” YN teared up.  “I don’t like when he’s mad at me,” she used her fingers to wipe away the emotion running down her face.  

“So why does he get mad at you then? You never disappoint your dad.” Dean walked across the room, put his keys and wallet next to her books, and he guided her into a hug.  

“I -I.” She stuttered.  “I don’t know.” Almost shaking, YN looked away from him.  

“What are you not telling me?“ The uncle stroked her cheek, offering her a weak smile.  

“I can’t control it. At least I don’t think so.” YN gazed up at Dean.  She whispered, “it’s really hard to pay attention.  It’s not that I don’t want to.” 

“Have you told him that?” Dean sat her back down at the table, and he sat in the next seat over.  

“No…” 

“Why not?  He would understand.” 

“Because he doesn’t love me.” YN tried to open up her textbook, but Dean slammed it shut.  YN shrieked at the sudden movement and noise.  

“What the HELL are you talking about, kid?” He forced her to look at him.  “You KNOW that is not true.” 

“It is.  He just yells at me.  He doesn’t care.” 

“Have you started on your work-” Sam walked back into the room.  YN froze. 

“I was looking over it.  She’s doing fine.” Dean smiled and gave her a kiss on her cheek.  “Keep going, smart stuff.” He gave her a sideways smile to convey his protection of their secret conversation.  “You got this.” 

“Thanks, Dee.” 

Over the next few days, Dean kept an eye on YN.  He saw the distress in her body language throughout the evenings.  She paced and sat down for short periods of time before having to get up again.  

“Here,” he walked into the room.  Dean handed her some silly putty.  “See if this helps you calm down,” he grinned and watched her open the container.  YN pulled it out and stretched it.  

“Thanks, Uncle Dee,” She stood up from her chair and hugged him.  “But why are you being so nice? Aren’t you mad that I can’t concentrate?” 

“No, I’m sad that you feel you can’t even talk to your dad.” 

“Talk to your dad about what?” Sam walked in.  

“Nothing.  Just that I got an A today on my math test,” YN faked a smile. 

“Imagine that, you got a good grade.  You know why?” He asked gruffly. She held her breath.  “Because you like math.  What about language arts or science, huh? Get good grades in those too.” Sam walked out as quickly as he walked in.  

“See?” YN laid her head on the table.  

“You and I are going to have a fun day tomorrow, you hear me?” 

“I can’t, Uncle Dee.  I have tutoring.” she turned her head to face him.  

“What if I told you I told your dad that I was taking you and that nerdy kid to the library tomorrow?  I told him that you told me you study better there than at the house?” He grinned and stroked her hair.  Your tutor-person is aware of my evil plan.  Paid him and extra fifty.  He won’t tell. “ 

“Really?” YN whispered.  

“Yep,” he watched her sit up. 

 “Thank you.  So, what are we going to do?” 

The next day, the two went bowling and each ate a greasy hamburger.  When they came home, Sam was sitting on the couch,  

“So- did you have fun on your little excursion?” He continued to face the TV, not turning to them.  

“Huh?” YN looked to Dean with wide eyes.  

“Your backpack is still by the door,” Sam motioned with his hand.  

“Shit.” Dean said between his teeth.  “Sorry, YN,” he whispered.  

“It’s fine.” YN leaned into him.  She walked in front of her father.  

“You are terrible in school, and when I pay for a tutor, you blow him off and galavant all over town with your uncle? And Dean?  You know she needs this tutoring.” Sam turned to see his brother with a drawn face.  

“You know, you are such an ass.” Dean walked over to his brother.  Sam stood to challenge his brother.   

“I’m trying to provide for her!” 

Dean stood in front of YN to face Sam.  

“You’re not seeing what’s going on right in front of you!  I get that you’re busy with your cases.  Being a lawyer keeps you busy, but she is not okay!  When will you recognize that?” He moved so that Sam could see his daughter.  “See?  YN tries.  Do you know how many times she’s cried in my arms because she is terrified of disappointing her Magna Cum Laude dad?”

Sam looked from Dean to YN.  Tears cascaded down her face. 

“Sweetie?” Sam’s stunned face told her that he understood.  

“Since you were too busy to notice, I took her to the doctor.  ‘Says she has ADHD.” Dean motioned to YN.  She nodded in response.  “Hasn’t started the meds yet though.” 

“You took her to the doctor without me?  That isn’t your job!” 

Dean stepped forward so that he was inches from Sam’s face.  

“You sure as hell weren’t doing it!  I told you over and over something was up with her, and you didn’t do anything.  She told you the same thing, and you didn’t listen to her either.  What was I supposed to do?  She’s my-” Dean stopped and sniffled.  “She’s mine too, whether you realize it or not.  I raised her too.”  Dean relaxed his shoulders and stepped back.  “YN is suffering and it isn’t her fault,” the uncle whispered.  Sam peered past Dean to see YN like a statue, not sure what to do.  Face blushing from the tension in the room, she couldn’t bring herself to look at Sam.  He walked to her and got down on a knee to be eye-to-eye with her.

“I don’t even know what to say,” Sam told her.  “I’m so sorry for everything.  Everything I ever said or did to discount you.”  YN continued looking away as new tears sprang forward, rolling toward her chin.  

“I try harder than anyone else.” YN mouthed to her dad.  

“I can only imagine,” Sam took her hand.  “I am- I am so sorry, kiddo.  If I’d known… I would have gotten you the right kind of help, not made you feel like a failure with the tutoring and demeaning comments.  I thought you were-  I don’t know.  Just not wanting to pay attention.” 

Dean quietly left the room. 

 “I like school.  I just can’t sit still.  Here, Dean gave me this.  It helps.” She ran to the library and took the silly putty off of the desk.  “See?” YN stretched it so that he could see how it worked.  

“Of course Dean had that,” Sam laughed.  “I’ll do better.  I promise.  You deserve it.” 

“Thanks, daddy.” She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.  “I love you.” 

Sam walked into Dean’s room without knocking later that day.  

“How could I have missed it?” 

Dean turned from folding his laundry on the bed.  

“Because you’re busy and you didn’t slow down to see what was going on. At least you realize it now.  I watched her.  She couldn’t sit down.  YN was fidgety and couldn’t stay still.  She was so frustrated.  I could tell she couldn’t control it.  She’ll be okay now.  It will take all of us to keep her going though.  Meds don’t fix everything.  You know that.” Dean threw a tshirt back on the bed without folding it.

“I should have seen it.  You raised her too.” 

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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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Dallas Winston imagine part 2 (Let Her Go)

Well you only need the light when it's burning low

Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low

Only hate the road when you're missing home

Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go

Dally’s POV

I never realized what I got before it’s too late. I never realized that my life wasn’t so bad, until I threw it all away and almost OD back in New York, before I met Yn. And now here I am realizing what I had with Yn, was better than anything I was ever going to get. I don’t know why I I let this girl lead me up here, then kiss me, and then kiss back. I’d like to blame it on the booze, but I can’t this is all on me. I let her walk out of my life. I didn’t even try to stop her.

Now I’m sat here with an envelop, that I’m too scared to open, and a small velvet box I’ve been scared to open for a month. I was going to propose to her tonight but I had to go screw It all up. I finally got the balls to open the envelope. There was a folded paper in it. I took it out and a few pictures fell out on to my lap face down. I picked them and inhaled sharply. They were ultrasounds. Shit. I read the letter. It was the most heartfelt thing I’ve ever read. She went on about how she knew it was early but how we’d manage and how we’d be nothing like our parents. I really began to warm up to the idea before the reality of the events of tonight crept back into my thoughts. I let her go.

Staring at the bottom of your glass

Hoping one day you'll make a dream last

But dreams come slow and they go so fast

You see her when you close your eyes

Maybe one day you'll understand why

Everything you touch surely dies

I went downstairs to get me drink. Everyone had left, except Buck and the ones passed out in different places. I walked over to the bar and poured a glass of whiskey. I sat on the bar stool and drank it. My mind kept wandering to the letter. She had a dream of what our little family could be but before I could even see this dream it was already gone. I downed the rest of my whiskey and went out to my truck. I couldn’t sleep in that bed right now. I settled into the back seat of the truck and closed my eyes. I was quickly greeted with the sight of her crying as she packed her stuff. It repeated over and over. I decided sleep wasn’t going to come anytime soon so I just lied there trying to figure out how I manage to screw up everything in my life.

Cause you only need the light when it's burning low

Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low

Only hate the road when you're missing home

Only know you love her when you let her go

Yn pov

As I lied in bed, well Pony’s bed technically, I began to realize how much I loved my relationship with Dallas before we moved to Tulsa. We were a crazy power couple back up there. We ruled the roost, and we did as we pleased. Once we got to Tulsa though, it all changed. Dallas ruled the roost and I sat quietly beside him. I tried to tell him but he wouldn’t listen, he was usually too drunk to even understand. He let it all go.

Staring at the ceiling in the dark

Same old empty feeling in your heart

Love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep

But never to touch and never to keep

'Cause you loved her too much and you dive too deep

I lied there looking up at the dark ceiling feeling the same way I had long before I met Dallas. Me and Dally has worked on our friendship for a year and half then we were together for three years today, and all of that has gone down the drain in a matter of a few seconds. I tried to sleep but every time I closed my eyes I saw us the way we used to be. But that’s all gone now. He let me go.

This one was shorter but there will be a part three!!!!!

Here’s the link to the first one... I think

https://and-original-post.tumblr.com/post/185424125687/dallas-winston-x-reader-part-one