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Dallas x single mom!reader (part 4)

You thought about what Dallas said.

Did he think y’all would be cute together?

He was probably saying that to make Ally happy.

You fell asleep but woke up to giggling and squealing.

You looked up to see Dallas tickling Ally.

“Dal dal! Stop-hahaha”

Her giggle gave you life, literally.

Dallas looked at you and smiled

“Sleeping beauty is finally awake.”

You smiled and turned onto your side

The boys walked through the door

They were coming back from where they were at

“Hey, y/n!” Two-bit exclaimed

You sat up and hugged him

“Hey, two.” You said with your arms around him

Dallas had a weird feeling in his heart.

There was no actual way he was jealous.

He walked out the house.

“Dal Dal!” Ally said, trying to go outside.

Johnny held her back.

She started crying.

“I want Dal Dal!” She said, crying, throwing a temper tantrum.

You sighed, walking out of the house so you can get him.

“Hey Dally.” You said in a sweet voice.

He was sitting on the porch, smoking a cancer stick.

“Hey y/n.”he said, passing the cigarette to you.

You sat next to him on the big porch chair.

Almost too close.

To the point where your thighs were touching his.

But he wasn’t complaining.

“Ally wants you. She started crying when you came out here.” You sighed

You paused.

“She really loves you.” You said, chuckling.

He smiled.

He moved his hand, almost touching your skin.

His hands were soft.

Gentle.

“I know. I like her too. She’s…not annoying. She’s a sweet girl.”

He paused before looking at you.

“She’s a lot like you.”

You laughed.

He looked at the ground before making eye contact with you.

“You know..”, he said, making you look at him.

“About what ally said..you know. About me being with you.”

Your breath hitched.

“How do you feel about my response. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable when I said “maybe”.”

Your heart was racing.

“Uh..” was all you could say.

It’s been a few months and each day, you’ve grown closer to Dallas. He was like your best friend besides Two-Bit.

You caught yourself staring at his lips.

“How do you feel about it?…” you asked, making sure you didn’t say the wrong thing before he told you how he felt.

He chuckled.

“I actually wouldn’t mind. yeah. I wouldn’t mind it at all.” He said, looking at the sky.

You passed the cancer stick back to him, kissing him on the cheek.

You got up and pulled him up with you.

Ally jumped up when Dallas came through the door.

“Dal Dal!” She said, jumping onto him.

He caught her, holding her on his hip.

“You know, you would make a good looking dad.” You said, pointing at the way he was holding her on his hip, looking like a actual dad.

He blushed a little bit.

“Shut up.”

I'm so sorry if this sounds terrible. but I feel extremely proud that my work made someone cry LMFAO

*＊✿❀ ❀✿*I can't handle change*＊✿❀ ❀✿ In the back of my mind, you died.*＊✿❀ ❀✿＊*Dallas Winston @dljcem (I love you)

Info: Slight xFem! Reader, Angst (sorry loves), Johnny died but Dally didn't (I love Johnny, don't come for me. I love them all. <3) (Also i've made angst before but never like this so I wanna know if I should continue making these?)

.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．

Dallas Winston can't handle change.

And it wasn't a secret to anyone when you just walked into his life in a blink of his cold eyes.

Those once cold eyes softened by your touch, or the sound of your voice.

When Johnny died, you were by his side, watching him break into peices as he watched his best friend flatline.

And in that moment he felt cold. Any warmth he felt an hour ago was gone without a trace.

Dally Winston can't handle change.

Johnny Cade will live in the back of his mind forever. Even if he was gone, he liked to think he was still there.

Maybe if he showed him the right way, he would still be here.

He wanted to run away and change his name. There was nothing for him in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Almost like the place he once called home as he walked the streets with his best friends was just a figment of his imagination.

Oh how he hated Tulsa, Oklahoma.

He hated it almost as much as he hated New York.

Johnny was like your little brother.

He was a distraction so you didn't have to see the bad in the world.

No amount of Two- Bit's jokes were gonna wash away the dried mascara from your cheeks.

Smoking cigarettes aren't the same anymore. They only remind you of Johnny.

But you still smoke only when you watch sunsets with Ponyboy.

You knew he tried. Johnny tried so hard to be just like Dallas Winston.

But thank God he didn't.

Because Dal Winston can't handle change.

But then again, can anyone handle change?

The answer to that question we will never know.

But everyone will know what happened that night in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

The burning tragedy of the innocent boy who ran into a church to save little kids.

The endless story of Tulsa, Oklahoma will be the talk of the town.

And Dallas Winston will walk the road, letting their words go in one ear and out the other.

Because they don't know his side of the story.

Mr tough guy can't handle change.

"Oh that is so pathetic" Yes, indeed it is.

But he watched it happen.

And it burned in the back of his mind, over and over until he started screaming in his sleep.

He wished it was him.

Dallas wished it was him that was laying in a hospital bed, hanging on by a thread as the lord of heaven comforted him as he laid at his feet.

Not Johnny.

Please not him.

He has a chance, a life ahead of him.

No. It was only in the back of his mind.

If Dallas Winston can handle the cruel world around him, why can't he handle change?

howdy! Hope your day is going well, can you do johnny cade fluff headcanons on what'd it be like to date him? tysmm

Aw thank you so much my day was great I hope yours was too <3 and I will MOST DEF do that for you. ❤️

Ok so, when he first saw you boy Fr said “👁️🫦👁️” LMFAOOO

You would catch him staring and when you would look at him he would LITERALLY fall out of his seat or wherever he was sitting.

It’s adorable, really.

Ponyboy and two bit encouraging him to ask you out. <3

“Johnny just ask her, worst that can happen is that she says no” “..two bit…that’s EXACTLY what im scared of.”

Dallas telling him to grab your ass and Johnny be like “😳 no shut up!”

Two bit grabbing Johnny’s hand and putting it on your leg when your not looking.

“Y/n I swear- two bit- it was himm” “it’s alright johnny I believe you 💀”

Believe it or not…Dallas and sodapop and two bit, ponyboy being your number 1 shippers.

No objections.

Johnny will finally get the courage to at least FLIRT THATS IT.

“Hey um your hair looks really pretty toda- well it looks pretty everyday.- but today is it’s best da-ok I’m gonna shut up” LMFAO 💀

Sodapop knowing that Johnny is already a sweetheart/gentleman but he still gives him tips on how to swoon you. IN A SWEET WAY….unlike Dallas.

well actually Dallas would also join in on helpin him swoon you IN A SWEET WAY.Helpin a brotha out yk.

“Hey y/n can I talk to you?” Poor baby is shook 😭 “sure, what’s up?”

“Um..I really like you- actually I love you. Your the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my whole entire existence…will you please be my girlfriend?” “Of course Johnny”

PLEASE give him a kiss on the cheek after bc why not.

Boy would die and come back to life and then fall for you all over again. <3

Your number 1 shippers in the window literally SCREAMING.

Two bit: OH MY FUCKING GODDD AHHH SO CUTEEE.

Dallas: OOP OMG HE ACTUALLY FUCKING DID IT

Sodapop: OMG GET MARRIED AHHH

Ponyboy: OK I SEE YOU STAYIN GOLD AHH (PLEASE 💀)

Y’all two are SO cute together and I don’t wanna hear no buts no cuts no coconuts (wreck it Ralph reference duh 💀)

Cuddles everywhere!!!!!!

So cute!!

Him blushing at you even LOOKING at him.

“Why are you looking at meeeuhh” “your cuteuhhh”

“😳”

“Awww” kisses please. Pretty please.

He loves when you hug him. AHHH

Dallas with a fem!s/o that completely shuts down when she gets yelled at/when she is upset. (I DO THIS 😭💀)🫀

You and Dallas were having another fight.

You couldn’t even remember what started it.

“How many times do I have to tell you y/n?! I didn’t do it!” Dallas said to you.

Ah yes. Now you remember. A few girls from school started this rumor that dal was cheating on you.

“I know..I just-“

“You just what? You thought I would actually cheat on you?!!!!” His voice boomed around the the house.

You started to relax the muscles in your face, crying with no emotion. Your feet were glued to the floor. You couldn’t even bat an eyelash. Dallas had never yelled at you like that.

“..baby? Are you okay?” Dallas moved closer to you, grabbing your hands, caressing your knuckles with a worried face.

“….I’m sorry for accusing you. It was my fault. I should have known better than to believe those socs.” Your eyes glanced at the floor, avoiding his gaze.

“It’s alright, doll..you didn’t know.” He said with a small smile.

“Are you leaving me now?” Your lip quivered at the thought of losing Dallas. Especially over something so stupid.

His smile fell, turning into a frown.

“Of course not, baby..” he held you close to him, as if that if he let go, you would disappear forever. He couldn’t have that.

“I’m so sorry, dal” you said as more tears came rolling down.

“Hey, man. None of that. Come on babe..your too precious to cry..” He said, wiping away your tears gently.

He pressed a small kiss to your lips.

“…I love you, doll.” he said holding you closer to him.

He didn’t say it I’m a normal way. He said it in the most sincere way he could.

You smiled. “I love you too dal.”

You hugged each other all night, cuddling with your boyfriend.

He is yours just as much as you are his.

And nothing could change that. Ever.

Please read <3

I haven’t had this problem yet,but, I just want to put this out there just in case. Because I’ve seen someone today that wrote for outsiders get hated on. It was fucking disgusting.

I understand that Dally’s character isn’t EXACTLY correct. But I will believe what I want to believe. If you don’t like it..hop off my dick and get off my shit. Because there is no reason to hate on people for something they believe. If you do that you are and ignorant bitch that has your head stuck up your ass. I hate having to write this but this is for ANYBODY that has been hated on for their posts. Like, If no one else has a problem YOU shouldn’t either. Or you would be better off minding you own god damn business. Like no one fuckin asked you. Bobble head built bitch..god damn cornball. 🙄

Get a fucking life or somethin man.

I know you don’t usually write for trans or male readers but could you do a Dally x FtM soc reader

It’s ok if you don’t feel comfortable writing that.

But if you do could you do what it would be like coming out to him and hiding your relationship.

honestly this is kinda cute (YOU ARE AN ACCEPTION FOR THESE TYPES OF FICS <3)

<<<<But you haven't seen my man. >>>>

It was a regular day with your boyfriend Dallas Winston.

And yes, you had to hide the relationship because you were a soc. As much as it hurt, it was how the world was. You wanted nothing more than to show your boyfriend off to the world.

But there was something else that you had to hide. You were trans and you don't want to lose your love.

You were gonna tell him today, you were dreading the moment you would have to let the words slip.

"Dally I have something to tell you." You said as you sat in the passenger seat of his car as it sat in a place where only you two knew, fixing the skirt that you didn't even want to wear.

"What is it, doll?" He said, flicking his ashes out the window as he looked at you softly.

You were scared out of your skin. You looked in the side mirror of the car, not even recognizing the girl in front of you.

"I'm..." You mumbled, not really wanting to say it. But you trusted Dallas with anything and everything.

"Baby doll, I can't hear you." He says gently, passing you the cig, but you didn't smoke it.

You just watched the ashes burn before your eyes began to water over with fresh salty tears.

"Baby? Come on, doll. Talk to me." He said, grabbing the cig and putting it in the car ashtray.

"Dallas, I'm trans." You said bluntly.

He paused, he wasn't mad. He wasn't sad, scared or anything. He was confused.

"What do you mean, doll? What, you mean your like, a guy or somethin'?" He asked, turning fully towards you.

"I identify as a boy but I'm still a girl. But- Dal you know girls don't have the freedom anyway. So I want to have this one thing for myself. I-..." You sighed, putting your face in your hands, feeling the waterworks.

"Are you breaking up with me?" Was the words that Dallas Winston had spoke after hearing everything you just said.

You looked up, your eyes red and puffy. Yet, it was still a pretty sight to him.

"No..Are you?" You said, wiping your tears, only to be replaced with new ones.

"What? No- No. Of course not, baby. I-I still love you. And I still wanna take care of you." He spoke, his words making your heart flutter. It reminded you why you got with him in the first place.

"But I thought you would rather date someone that was identified as a girl. Like everyone else-"

"Yeah yeah. Everyone else- see y/n that's all you think about. Is what others think. Gee y/n you gotta think about yourself sometimes."

"But it won't be the same-" You cried.

He punched the steering wheel, not mad at you. Just mad at how dense you could be sometimes.

"Listen, doll. It will be the same. Just think of it as switching sides. My love for you will still be like it always has." He spoke, putting his hand on your thigh.

"I don't wanna hide us anymore dal." you said, hugging him.

He sighed.

"I know, and trust me one day I'm gonna show you off to everyone I see. My lovely boyfriend, girlfriend. It's all the same between me and you. "

God, did you love him.

OMGGG hey tysm💕💕 I absolutely loved the James fic !:) and I’m glad you enjoyed the idea <33333 Okok I have another idea for you hope it’s not too lame!!

Basically rusty James and reader have known each other for quite some time, they met through mutual friend and since then he’s been head over heels for her, but she’s too oblivious to his flirtatious antics. To his dismay though she’s been asked out by some random guy on a date where she either was stood up for or maybe he was being such a prick to her that in both ways she storms out wherever they were. On her way back home she comes across James, who sees her all messed up, frustrated and in tears obviously confused and concerned. And in the end he makes it up for her by taking her on short cute date (of your opinion) and later on probably finds the guy who did all the damage and beats him up lololol

Of course bby! (I LOVE YOUR REQUESTS FR also i'm not putting a date scene for rusty in this because I'm bad at good dates and not ending them like I'm the most traumatized person ever.)

﹛♛﹜But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain.

You walked over to the lunch table, setting your bag down next to Rusty's.

"Oh hey Y/n. What's up?" One of his friends asked you, patting your back. To which you just smiled and said "Nothin much"

Rusty looked at you quietly before returning back to his lunch.

"Oh Rusty guess what. I got asked out yesterday." You smiled brightly, very proud of your accomplishment.

He nearly choked on his food as he looked at you.

"You serious, man? Who? You finally found someone other than me? The man of your dreams?" He said, pretending he didn't believe you as a joke. Only deep down he didn't feel so good. He felt sick and wanted to lay on the floor until the ground swallowed him whole.

"Mac westen" You said with a smug smile, sitting on top of the table.

He felt as if someone grabbed his heart and threw it on the floor right next to him.

"Oh. That's cool I guess. Congrats." He said, not really delivering good energy, which you just brushed off.

Rusty walked you home like he always did, only this time he wasn't talking with a boastful voice. In fact, he barely even spoke.

You gave him a hug, like normal as your arrived at your house. Rusty wanted to cry knowing that he would have to share these hugs with someone else.

"Whats wrong, Rusty?" You asked sweetly as he hugged tighter.

"Nothin'. Just givin' you a good luck hug." He lied right through his teeth. But you didn't have to know that.

You smiled before walking into your house, immediately getting ready for your date. Rusty walked to his house, thinking "When did I let her slip through my fingers?" and "Why can't it be me?" but he knew the answers to both questions. He supposed that maybe he just wasn't your kinda guy and just wanted someone more stable. Or that maybe he could offer you way more than he ever could.

You slipped into a white slip dress and a pair of white heels that had little diamonds on them. You did your hair and makeup, wanting to look absolutely perfect.

Once you were done, you walked to the place where he said the two of you would meet. The diner.

You saw him in the last booth, sitting by himself as he looked at the menu. You walked his way and sat down in front of him, putting your purse on the right side of you. He smirked slightly and took in your figure. You blushed and looked down.

"So uh. What are we doin' tonight?" You spoke quietly.

He rubbed his hand on your thigh. You weren't that phased because Rusty did that all the time when he was nervous or angry. But you were quite uncomfortable for it to be someone else touching you but you pushed the thoughts away and looked at him with a smile.

"Well I was planning on eating and then I can take you back to my place." He spoke as his hand rested on your knee.

You looked at your menu, feeling like he was staring holes into your body.

"Yeah I suppose that I am a bit hungry." You said, ignoring his last suggestion about taking you back to his place. You were honestly scared of what his intentions were.

He nodded before a waitress came up to take your order.

"Hello Darlings what would you like?" Her voice instantly made you smile brightly.

He stared at her figure longer than he had yours, and you were relieved. But you felt sorry for her as well, seeing her uncomfortable expression.

"Um. I would like the steak, Ma'am." You said, trying to distract her from him so she wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

She nodded, writing your order down, looking at him for his order.

She took his order after a few attempts of him trying to touch her and swoon her with his words.

You almost felt like getting up and going home. This was your first date ever and it was going horrible.

He

He gripped your thigh under the table, surely leaving nail marks. You winced slightly.

"Ow. What the hell?" You exclaimed, kicking your feet.

His hand only went higher and higher, headed under your dress before you push him away and getting up hurriedly,

"Look. Uh, I don't think this is gonna work. You are being a major asshole. And I don't like the way you are touching me. You are hitting on the waitress and trying to slip your hand up my dress. And I'm sure you left a mark on my leg- yep there it is." You said crying, pointing to it.

He rolled his eyes, throwing his menu at you.

"Yeah whatever bitch. I was only trying to get you in bed anyway." He said walking out the door without paying for his food.

You sobbed at the table, leaving a tip for the waitress and also for the food.

You took your heels off and walked out the door. You had mascara stains running down your cheeks and you couldn't believe you didn't see the signs. You just wished you would've picked the right person.

You cried all the way to the bar, sitting outsid

Your thoughts were cut off by someone running into your foot, you said sorry before looking up and meeting with familiar brown eyes.

"Hey doll. You alright?" He asked, wiping your tears as he looked at you in a panic manner.

It was Rusty. You didn't wanna see him. Not saying that you didn't wanna be around him or anything. But not now. You knew he would throw a fit.

He sat down next to you, rubbing your thigh gently, making you pull away.

And it was weird to him because he was used to doing this to calm not only him but it calmed you down as well.

"Doll did he try to touch you or somethin'? He said angrily, before seeing the marks on your thigh.

He stood up, his hand covering his mouth as he tried to keep his cool.

He muttered under his breath about "Killing that bastard." and "Messin' with my girl."

"Rusty it's okay. It just didn't end well and it's fin-"

He didn't even let you finish before kicking something, the tin can rolling onto the parking lot.

"Look doll. You uh, don't need that jerk and you know what? I'm gonna take you out, okay?" He said, putting a piece of hair behind your ear.

You looked at him confused before laughing.

"Rusty James, you know that dates are for people that are in love- or somethin' like that I guess."

Mac definitely didn't feel that way towards you and you regretted even giving him the benefit of the doubt.

"Yeah, I know doll. That..That's what I'm trying to say I guess. And uh, it's fine if you don't want to, we can just go out for a coke just as good old friends." He smiled nervously.

He seemed tuff on the outside but on the inside he was burning up and felt like he was waiting for forever to hear your answer.

"No no. I like that first one, Rusty." You said as you smiled back at him.

"I love you doll." He said before kissing your cheek, pulling out off of the bench and walked down the street with an arm over your shoulder.

(I HOPE YOU LIKE IT LOVEEEE <3 I love when you send in requests it makes my days so much better

WHATTTTT I COULD BE THE CHOCOLATE CAKE! AND I DID IN FACT NOT CALL YOU A "slut" I CALLED YOU A BEAUTIFUL SCENE BABYGIRL

@wannaseewhatshangin THIS MY QUEEN FR GIVE LOVE TO HER 🙏

Any requests for Matt Dillon characters? (Also I will not be doing Matt Dillon but I am doing Matt Dillon CHARACTERS)

Also if I gotta say one more time to ASK BEFORE REBLOGGING MY POSTS. I hate that sm.

Only people that FULLY have my permission is @the-greasers-angel, @dljcem and @heyitstial

Thank you <3

Tex McCormick x Fem reader relationship headcanons.

Literally gets rizzed up by you daily.

“Texas” You said, putting a finger under his chin, making him look at you.

Jesus christ, the amount of shades of red this boys face would be.

“Y/n, I-I said stop doing that.” He would literally think about it and start blushing.

Awkward boners.

He can’t help it.

Like, if you look at him a certain way?

Boner.

The way you say his name?

Boner.

It just happens.

But he would NEVER tell you about it.

But you already know.

LOVES LOVES LOVES CUDDLES.

Loves taking you places, just sharing his hidden spots with you.

When people ask if he's a boobs or ass kinda guy.

Look, whatever YOU have is what kinda guy he is.

Like if you got boobs? YESSIRRR

And if you got ass? GYATTTTT

Calls you “Babe”, “Baby”, “Darling”, “Sweetie”, “Doll” all the cute stuff

Intense makeouts is where it's at.

LOVES when you kiss on his neck.

Like it just does somethin to him.

But he whines if he's feelin a lil too good.

Bouta put that boy in cardiac arrest with the way you be kissin on him.

He's the sweetest.

If you have little siblings, best believe that boy is babysitting.

If you have a baby sister? Tea parties bouta get LIT!

Got a little brother? Video games homie.

Your little sister loves cuddling with him because he makes her fall asleep better than you do.

You get jealous over it sometimes.

You have come home to both of them passed out on your bed MULTIPLE times.

She calls him “Texy” and he fucking LIVES for it.

It's just so adorable.