#will prolly delete

[zooblephooey]

domination

[Dallas Winston x male reader] [blow job, hand jobs, needy Dallas, movie!Dallas, dom reader]

Lowkey might start posting my writing

this is HEAVILY inspired from a Johnny x Dally fic from ao3 but i can't find it :(

Dallas strolled down the street, hands in his pockets. He occasionally glanced around, searching for a certain someone.

You. 

Dally made his way to one of your more frequented hangouts, the DX where Sodapop and Stevie worked. Dallas pulled open the door, a bell ringing.

Sodapop was sitting behind the corner, drinking from a bottle. He had bruises littering his jaw and neck. He stood when Dallas entered, "Hey!" Soda greeted.

"Hey. Y/N here?" Dally leaned against the counter, fiddling with a knife in his pocket. "Yeah. He's out workin' with Steve. You know, in the back."

"Great. Think he's busy?" Dallas asked. "Never enough for you." Sodapop winked. Dally chuckled, "Shut up kid." Soda stuck out his tongue as Dallas walked to the back.

Dally pushed open the door, a smirk dancing on his lips as he spotted you. You were talking with Steve Randle as he threw trash out. You let out a yelp as Dally rushed behind you, lifting you from the ground.

You thrashed in your lover's grasp, unaware of who it was. Steve had ducked out of your sight and you began to fumble to grasp your knife from your pocket. You let out a soft sob as you dropped your knife to the ground, instead forcing Dally's arm close enough to your mouth to bite down hard.

Dallas released you, and let out a grunt. "Kid, it's me," Dallas puffed. You turned, laying a hard punch onto the older man's face. "Fuck off! Why'd you do that?" You shouted, picking up your knife from the concrete.

Dallas gripped his jaw as Steve came out laughing from behind the dumpster. "Jeez, Y/N! Nice hit." Steve held up his hand to highfive you.

"Damnit, Dallas." You sighed, ignoring Steve. He lowered his hand, stepping around you both and heading inside.

Dally slouched, "Sorry. I should'a known better." You rolled your eyes. "It's okay. Sorry for the punch." Dally looked up, grinning slightly. "It was a good'n, no worries."

Dallas laughed as you hugged him, gently wrapping his arms around you. "I hate'cha so much, Dal." You chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah. You wanna go home?" Dallas swayed you both back and forth. "Mhm. Were ya looking for me?"

"A little." He admitted, releasing you. "Why? You horny?" You teased, watching as his face flushed red. "You make me sound like a pervert, kid." He pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it and taking a slow drag. You couldn't help but be turned on when he blew the smoke out his nose, offering you the cigarette.

"You have a place in mind?" You asked, taking the cancer stick. You took a drag, watching Dallas think. "Your place?" He asked. "Nah. My folks are home. They see me with a boy and they'll put a bullet through my head."

How about yours?" You handed the cig back, and Dally nodded. "My pop ain't never home. You ready to go?"

You nodded, and Dallas led the way out through the store.

Dally and you made small talk on the way to his house, and luckily didn't run into any socs. You arrived at the ravenette's house, and he led you into the kitchen before checking to see if his dad was home. When you asked, he just responded with "He shows up sometimes."

Dallas led you to his room, and you sat down on his bed, smoothing your hand over his sheets.

Dally sat down beside you, licking the shell of your ear. You giggled, twisting and capturing his lips on yours.

You pulled back, leaning your head against Dallas' chest. You unbuttoned and unzipped Dally's jeans, tugging them off. Dallas pushed you onto your back, licking your neck.

You gripped his shoulders, rolling the two of you over on his bed. "What're you doin', Y/N?" He whispered, threading a hand into your hair. You straddled his lap, nipping at his jaw.

Dallas wasn't used to this, especially not from you. He'd always been the one marking you. You sucked on a spot below his jaw, and Dally felt his eyes roll into the back of his head. He let out a groan, biting his lip as he controlled the strong urge to cum right then and there.

"What do you mean?" You whispered, nipping the same spot and pulling another groan from him. "I dunno man, you're…. assertive. Not used to you being like that." You sat up, meeting his eyes. You crawled closer to him, settling directly above his bulge. You rocked your hips, leaning and whispering into his ear, "Is that okay? Me being assertive, I mean."

Dallas felt his mouth run dry. When the hell did you gain this confidence, and why was it turning him on so much? God, he nearly started babbling like a baby as you moved your hips against his. He couldn't just let you take over, Dallas had to be in control, he craved control. Doesn't matter what aspect of life he's referring to. But the way you were talking to him, and treating him was so new and refreshing and hot and he just wanted to see how this was going to end. 

"Yeah, Y/N, yeah it's okay."

You pressed your lips together with his, before attacking his neck. Dallas let out a small sigh as you backed off enough to take both his and your shirts off.

You leaned over, leaving kisses and hickeys over his chest, down his happy trail and to the hem of his boxer briefs. You glanced up at Dallas, with his hands fisting in the sheets and his brows furrowed.

"You like that, huh Dal?" You bit down on the inside of his thigh, and he let out a breathy moan. "Can I take these off?" You asked gently, and Dally nodded quickly. He sat up, moving to the headboard and helping you get his boxers off.

"Y/N, you're gonna kill me here. Please do so- holy fuck." Dallas let out a loud groan as you licked a stripe up his erection. He'd never received head before. Yeah, He'd bumped uglies with a couple of hot chicks at Buck's place, but whenever he'd ask they'd always reject him.

You hovered over his hard on, letting your drool gather on his tip. Dally's legs bent and wrapped around you, and you gripped his hips. You wrapped your fist loosely around his erection, leaning over and swirling your tongue over his tip.

"Holy-ly shit, kid, that's good." He stammered, lacing his fingers into your hair. It took everything he had not to shout at you to just hurry up and let him cum, and he instead rocked his hips gently.

You wrapped your lips around his shaft, slowly lowering your head until you began to gag around him. You heard Dallas whimper above you, "Please, Y/N," he whispered, and let out a startled moan when you began to jerk him off while bobbing your head on his erection.

You scooted up slightly for a better angle, and in the process shifted yourself in your pants. You moaned at how tight they were against your almost painfully hard erection. Your moan rumbled against Dallas' dick and he looked down, biting his lip as you palmed yourself while sucking his dick.

"Get up here, kid." He gruffed, lifting you by the hair. You panted deeply, drool dribbling off your chin. He helped you out of both your jeans and boxers.

You crawled into his lap, and grasped both of your erections and began pumping them together. Dallas moaned, leaning his head against your shoulder.

"I'm gonna, holy shit, fuck, oh Dal.." you threw your head back, thrusting into your hand. "I love you, Dally, holy fuck," you panted, and that pushed Dallas over the edge as he puffed out your name. You whimpered, legs trembling around Dally's as you came hard, biting your lip.

Your breath steadied as you and Dally sat in your own sweat and cum. "Wait," Dally panted. "Hm?" You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Kid, you love me?" He whispered. You giggled a little. "I'm pretty sure I do, Dal. Ain't it obvious?" He looked at you with an odd smile, chuckling. "Guess so." He agreed.

You didn't bother pressing on if he loved you, that would take some time for him to come to terms with if this carried on. 

You peeled yourself from him, using a towel to clean yourself off. You tossed the towel to Dallas, laying back down on the bed.

"Thanks, kid." he whispered as he chucked the towel to the floor. "For hm?" You rolled onto your side, gazing at him.

"Making me jizz so hard my toes are tingling." He chuckled, looking away. You laughed.

"I think I love you too." He pulled your head into his lap, playing with your hair. "Yeah? You think so?"

"Mhm." He pressed a kiss to your lips.

feel free to give advice cuz uhh ain't written in a bit b4 this

[star-market-sushi]

dumb journal below

i dont cope very well when things are so overwhelming. all of the hard emotional stuff, the life stuff, the money stuff, even the small small daily things make me freeze up when they all occur simultaneously. lately its been making me feel so small, but i dont have anything in myself to help. no cat, crane or dragon to meet me where im at in my frozen state to get me unstuck. lately ive been wanting basic comfort when i feel inundated by life. a big fuzzy brown bear to sit next to me and pull me into a big big bear hug. luckily when auggie is in the clear with their covid i can ask them so nicely for a hug.

[itzleafy]

Old Concept art about this Rottmnt OC

Name: Vincent

Age:16

They probably meet late at night in a skateboard park

I don’t know if I wrote a lot about his family, prolly lives in the streets (runaway or smt)

I have always sucked at drawing dogs don’t mind that poorly drawn old Bluey thing

Omfg look at that horrible horrible Mikey I made (I still suck at drawing Mikey but anyways)

Yeah, seems like garbage boy doesn’t really get along with Mikey’s brothers

[the-lone-wolffe]

Sometimes I wish I talked about death omens more so more people knew about and were interested in death omens so I could do one of those comment based character design things for death omens.

[afandomroom]

Oh my god Siege. I completely forgot about Siege-

[chodoyodes]

my “high functioning” ass whenever i fail at normalcy or aggressive impossible masking in any capacity: 🫣🥲😭😢😫😩😣😖

[uncannyresemblance]

If you feel worse before you feel better then I'm probably the Second Coming

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Take that as you will

[skittybot]

at this stage i think its good to say, and i direct this to all of the trans women on this site:

you are loved. you are appreciated. your presence is valued.

ppl can do all they can to invalidate you, to drag you through the grime and do their best to make you nothing. and they can fucking try.

but it won't change the fact that we care about you. i care about you. and i appreciate you taking the effort to stick around in this world, especially as things turn awful.

big ass hugs for you girls.

we're still here 💙

[etherealhoneypie]

stay focused on me

[chlor1te]

I cannot believe it / Running out of time / In my dreams I’m leaving / All of this behind (X)

[bunnyjesters]

silly rabbit

[creators-island]

Won't be able to post anything this week

Mainly bc of exams but also bc my art program crashed and i lost half of my work-

Anyway have this

It's all i could save

Might start commissions soon btw

[ann-archyy]

some doodles since I'm too tired to draw any finish piece(⁠´⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠.̫⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠`⁠)

[the-lone-wolffe]

My friends got me a lil stuffed animal seal for my b-day :) it's really cute

[girlfromthecrypt]

Sharing sth from real life: I have now been officially diagnosed with sth that makes many things in life make way more sense to me. Even though I suspected it for a long time, knowing it for sure is an intense relief somehow. (Ok I don't know why I wrote "sth" instead of the word itself; only it still feels forbidden somehow? My feelings are so weirdly complicated rn. Bear with me. You know what I mean anyhow)

This relates somewhat to my writing of Flo. Even though his struggles have always been (loosely, but not insignificantly) based on my own experiences, I've often felt like an impostor when writing him somehow. Now... well, I still do bc these things don't disappear overnight, but not as much as before. Not by a long stretch.

I'm strangely happy and more at ease with myself than I have been in a long time. I'm sure quite a few of you are able to relate? I don't know. I'm sharing for the sake of sharing rn, bc even though I can't really describe how I'm feeling about this, I'm definitely feeling some way and it's good but also pretty new. Yeah.

[nodope]

been feeling super insecure lately cause I've gained a lot of weight this year not doing all the dugs or whatever...

. hoping some attention from strangers on the internet will help me feel less disgusting I guess lol