Characters I Write For

Someone pls I’m bored and if I don’t write ab something I’m literally gonna delete this page😫 (not actually pookiee)but frrrrrrr a bitch boredddd

Also I have ideas written down but I wanna see what you guys can offer to make sure it matches up with what you guys like

Dallas Winston x single mom! Reader (part 3)

The next morning you woke up to Ally tapping your shoulder, you look over to see a grumpy Dallas sitting on the floor with makeup on his face and your daughter with a makeup brush in her hand.

“Isn’t he pretty mama?”

You let out a loud laugh

“Yeah- hahaha! Yeah.. really pretty.” You said, laughing so hard even though you just woke up.

Dallas sat there, hiding his face from you, embarrassed.

But then you became serious

“Ally, what have I told you about touching my makeup without permission?”

She looked down at her purple shoes.

“Sorry mama..”

You handed her a wipe and kissed her forehead.

“It’s okay. Now go clean up what you did to Dally and apologize.”

She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

She kissed his cheek and looked down, wiping her tears.

“Sorry dal-dal.. I was just trying to be silly.” She said in between sobs

His face softened and he hugged her

“Hey, don’t cry, doll. It’s okay. I’m not mad at you.”

She smiled and started wiping his face with the baby wipe that you gave her.

After she as done, she sat next to Dallas and grabbed her little backpack.

She pulled out a camera.

“Mama!”

You looked up from the book that Ponyboy let you borrow.

“Yes, love?”

She held up the camera and smiled.

“I found the camera that you lost!”

You smiled and said “that’s neat.”

“Can I take some pictures?” She said with hope in her voice.

You shrugged your shoulders, not minding.

She walked around the house taking pictures of the boys.

She looked at you and took a picture of you. When the picture developed, she ran to Dallas, holding the picture in one hand and the camera in the other.

“Dal-dal! Isn’t she pretty?” She hollered.

He smiled at the picture.

“Yeah. She’s very beautiful.” He said, smiling at her.

You blushed and hid your face behind your book.

He took the camera and sat next to you, putting his arm around you.

He took a picture of the two of you and smiled at the picture when it developed.

“Ew! Dallas throw that one away! I look weird in that one!” You said, trying to grab the picture from his grasp.

He looked at you like you were crazy. Because he thought you looked beautiful.

“What?! No! It’s cute!”

You blushed more.

“Mama! Your face is red!” Your daughter pointed out

“Let’s play photography!” Your daughter hollered. She loves to use her outside voice.

“Ughh fineee.” You said, even though you love how creative she can get when she takes pictures.

“Okay! You and Dallas sit on the couch. Dallas…hm” she instructed, trying to think.

“Put one arm around her shoulder and put the other on her leg.”

He looked at you, making sure it was okay to put his hand there, which you nodded.

“Perfect! Now mama, hold his hand that’s over your shoulder.”

He looked at you and laughed

“Yeah mama, hold my hand.” He joked

You did so, blushing.

And she took the picture

She gave the pose a good look before making a face.

“That was cute but It’s missing something and I don’t know what.”

She gasped and ran towards y’all, taking control by moving y’all’s limbs around.

She turned your head towards Dallas and turned his head towards you.

He had a look in his eyes when he looked at you.

He smiled and so did you.

If this picture got around the house, the boys would have thought Cupid shot the both of you

“Awww! Y’all are so cute!” She said, looking at the picture with a proud smile.

She ran to show the boys before you could argue.

You blushed so hard you thought you would match a tomato.

Dallas laughed. He seemed to enjoy this game.

Two-bit ran in there as soon as she showed him the picture.

“Whoo! What’s goin on in here?” He said teasingly.

You pulled away from Dallas.

“N-nothing. We were just playing a game.”

He laughed

“Well that certainly isn’t a game you should play in front of a four year old.” He joked, trying to keep his laughter in.

You and Dallas turned red

“Nah, man. It wasn’t like that.” Dallas said

He nodded

“I know. I was just pullin on your leg” he said as he left the room.

Once he left the room, Dallas put his arm back around you again.

This confused you.

Your daughter came back in the living room and giggled at you two.

“You guys are so cute! Dallas..you should get with my mom so you can be my new dad. Y’all would be perfect.”

She was a smart little fucker.

“Maybe” he replied and she squealed, hopping up and down.

“Yayyy!”

She ran around the house screaming happily.

You hit his chest.

“Why would you say that?!”

He looked at you

“What’s the matter? You don’t think we would be cute together?” He said with a smirk, pinching your already red tinted cheeks.

You blushed more at his comment and laid back against the couch.

“…shut up.”

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.

Y’all is sleepin on two-bit rn 😭💀 somebody request sum LMFAO

I also got into a fight wit a boy bc he kep sayin he was gonna get my ex on me so I smacked the shit out of him 💀

Thank you for doing the Soda request, I love it! ♥️♥️♥️

No problem boo ❤️🥰

Random Tex Headcanons <3

He has a problem with spiders. He HATES spiders.

He usually doesn't mind the small ones but the BIG ones scare this baby to death.

He got his first crush in second grade.

He got her a valentine card and told her that he liked her and she rejected him.

This boy cried his eyes out.

Doesn’t like thunderstorms.

He don’t mind a little rain and thunder but when the lightning comes out, he's under his blankets hella fast.

His stove and oven privileges were revoked by Mace.

He tried to make pizza and almost burned the house down.

Sensitive.

Feels SO bad when he steps on a ladybug.

Mace actually had to stop him from bringing ladybugs in the house whenever he found one.

“You can’t keep bringin’ in all these ladybugs, the house will be infested before you know it.”

“I don’t care. Just look at er’ she's pretty.” He smiles.

Doesn’t like spinach. HATES it.

When he first found out how babies were made, he was shocked and disturbed.

“MY thingy could make a baby?” 

LOVES LOVES LOVES BABIES ANYWAY.

Loves soda, his favorite is Mt Dew.

Loves puppies.

He’s a huge cuddlebug.

He once witnessed an abusive relationship when him and his brother were at the store and he was disgusted and angry.

He just doesn’t think it's fair.

Asks stupid questions all the time.

Most aren’t stupid, but it's very childlike of how many random questions run through his brain.

“Why do we have to walk? Why couldn’t we just fly if we wanted to?”

He has a huge imagination and loves to build things.

Used to have a puppy named Rico but he got run over and Tex just couldn’t get over it.

Loves mud riding (So fun)

Y’all..🤭 I hope you like it!🫶

request:

The greasers reaction to there s/o who is a singer when they are on stage singing a song they wrote about them that they didn't know about.

Im SO sorry this took forever. I'm doing it right now because I just now have the motivation to do it, um I just recently went through my old requests and found this and I'm so excited. (Also I'm going to use a Taylor swift song "Enchanted" for this fic <3)

[All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you.]

You stood tall as you watched the crowd's eyes stare back at you, only looking for the eyes you know.

You were scared to death. Your closest buddies were going to watch you perform and you wrote a song for them.

You first met eyes with Darry, sending an excited wave at him.

The music started and you grabbed your mic.

"There I was again tonight. Forcing laughter, faking smiles. Same old tired, lonely place."

You sang quietly as you met eyes with Dallas, two-bit and Johnny.

Dal's cold eyes made you nervous and made you feel like you wanted to jump off the stage and fall to the ground.

"Walls of insincerity. Shifting eyes and vacancy, vanished when I saw your face. All I can say is it was enchanted to meet you."

The gang stood dumbfounded as you sang unfamiliar lyrics.

"Why haven't we heard this before?" Steve asked the gang.

"Maybe it's for some ol boyfriend." Two-bit joked before soda stepped in.

"Man, she ain't got no boyfriend."

"Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?". Across the room, your silhouette starts to make its way to me. The playful conversation starts. Counter all your quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy And it was enchanting to meet you. All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you"

You started to get more comfortable for the chorus, pointing to the gang discreetly, smiling brightly.

"She pointin' at us?" Ponyboy asked Johnny.

He just shrugged, also wondering who it was you were pointing at.

You continued to sing your song that you spent nights on, wanting to make sure it was perfect for the boys.

"This is me praying that, this was the very first page. Not where the story line ends. My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again. These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon I was enchanted to meet you."

You sang the rest of the song, ending it off by introducing the gang to the crowd.

"This song was made for my best friends. Darry is the dad of the group. Always keepin' us together and makin' sure we ain't breakin' our necks." You said, Darry smiling at you from a distance.

"Steve. I may not like you that much but you entertain me by doin' dumb shit. Good job for not killing yourself. And uh. Sodapop, Your movie star looks aren't gonna save you from this ass whooping you about to get if you don't stop leaving your work shoes in the middle of the floor. Love ya though." You said jokingly as Steve flipped you off, smiling at you as well as the crown "oo"ed as you said your part to soda.

"Ponyboy and Johnny. I love you two so much. And Ponyboy you need to stop stealing my cigarettes. Please and thank you. Johnny, I know you don't have a nice family at home but you have a nice family with us and we are here to stay." You saw Ponyboy holding Johnny as he teared up, wiping his nose.

"Two- Bit. One of my favorites. If you don't stop waking me up at three in the morning I'm gonna kill you. Yeah. I see you smiling over there. Don't think I won't hop off this stage and kick your ass. Love you." Two-Bit laughed loudly, along with the gang.

You looked at Dallas, your hands getting sweaty slightly.

"Dallas. Uhm, you may look like an asshole but you- no you still are. Stop taking my snacks. The next time I catch you I'm gonna pop you in the mouth. But I learned to look past your bitchy attitude and I learned that you just need to be cared for. We care for you and you need to know that you aren't fucked up. You just have a bitchy attitude. Love you asshole."

The crowd clapped and hollered.

"I love ya'll so much and I would risk it all for you guys." Half talking to the crowd. But you were really talking to your buddies.

Dallas Winston headcanons

Dallas would DEFINITELY listen to purple rain by prince.. and he LOVES it. Fight with a vicious tiger idgaf.

And don’t tell anybody…but he DEFINITELY listens to ABBA..dancing queen and angel eyes to be specific..

Takes up the whole bed when sleeping so expect him to be on top of you when you wake up.

Would watch dirty dancing if you actually get him to sit down.

Ends up loving it.

He tries to lift you. (Iykyk)

Actually gets it on the first try

He shows the gang and they are like “you actually got him to watch it?!” And “omg you ACTUALLY did it!”

He’s really proud of himself.

Him absolutely refusing to take you to prom because it’s “stupid”

“Go with your friends”

“But babee they already have dates”

He actually wants to go.

He doesn’t want Pervy guys tryna get you alone. And he hates seeing you sad.

“Fine.”

The gang absolutely being your fanboy group.

Two bit being your number one shipper.

“Omgg you two are soo cuteeee!! I’m gonna faint!!”

Two bit would actually cry when Dallas took you to prom. He was just so proud.

“Aw look at my two love birds growing up so fast-no! One more picture!!” *takes like five*

I hope you like it! <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.