Bartender! Fem! Reader X Dallas Winston Blue Version (Remake

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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 🙏

Drunk words are sober thoughts.

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Warning: Cursing

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It was another night a Buck's, you were currently taking care of your very drunk friend, Dallas.

"Y/n, I don't n-need no water, I'm fine." He complained drunkly as he tried to push the bottle of water away from his mouth.

"Please?" You pleaded, looking into his eyes. That look. All you had to do was give him that look.

"Fine." He groaned, snatching the water before chugging it, realizing how thirsty he was.

While he was doing that, you settled his blankets and sheets, organizing them so he was comfy when you put him to bed.

You took the water when he was finished, setting it on his nightstand, then grabbing his hand and walking him to the bed trying your best to aviod him bumping into stuff.

"You wanna sleep with your jeans on or off?" you asked, concerned for his comfort.

"Off, duh. W-whoever sleeps with jeans on is a bitch." He sassed, trying to undo his belt and buttons.

"I agree." You laughed, folding his sheets back, looking away and giving him privacy.

You realized he was done and grabbed him hand again, him stumbling slightly making him giggle.

"You are so silly, Dally." You laughed at him as he stumbled into his bed.

"I know." He smiled smugly, covering himself with his blankets and sheets.

"Alright, my duty is done. I'll see ya tomorrow, Dal." You said, waving as you headed for the door.

"Wait!" He said, making you stop in your tracks.

"You're not staying? Please stay, I want you here." He pleaded with a pout.

"I'm not sleeping with my jeans on, Dally. And I'm not sleeping in my underwear." You huffed.

He pointed to his dresser.

You rolled your eyes playfully before opening the drawer and pulling out a shirt and boxer shorts.

You headed to the bathroom to put them on, leaving Dally.

You came back a few minutes later to see Dallas trying to work the remote on the TV.

You almost let out a laugh as you saw his drunken face as he concentrated.

"Need some help?" You asked, walking towards him and taking the remote and turning on the TV, showing a selection of movies.

Dallas just stared in awe.

"What?" You asked, handing him the remote and letting him pick what he wanted to watch.

"Y-you look pretty, y/n" He slurred as he picked a movie.

You blushed slightly, a light pink dusting over your cheeks.

"Thanks dal." You said as you laid down next to him not too close, give him space.

You pulled the blanket over you, thinking about how this is not how you expected to spend your night. You didn't mind though.

Your thoughts were cut off when you heard rustling and suddenly felt a warm feeling around you.

You looked to see Dal's arm draped around you and his leg thrown over yours.

It was a nice feeling.

"I love you, y/n." He stated, obviously getting tired and he was falling asleep.

You weren't gonna lie to him, knowing that he won't remember anyway. So, why not shoot your shot?

"I love you too, Dallas."You replied, kissing his cheeks, making him turn a gentle pink.

He smiled, getting closer.

"Promise?"

You laughed a little.

"I pinky promise," You said, holding him as he soon fell asleep.

Dallas Winston x Black! Fem! Reader

Requested: Yes | No @heyitstial

Let's get one thing straight. Dallas does not give a damn what your skin color is.

If you have everything he wants in a woman, go right ahead and rizz him up.

I swear, doll. He LOVES watching you do your hair. And if you teach him he might be a lot little nervous.

"No Dal, you're not doin it right. You have to twist it the other way."

"Okay, I'm sorry I'm sorry!"

And it's honestly really funny if you really pay attention to his confused face while he tries to braid your hair, which he doesn't even know how to do.

Also since the time setting was in the 60's/80's, people using the "N" slur was definitely a huge thing back then. But LOOK.

I believe this with my whole heart that Dallas (along with the gang) HATES that word in general. Even though he's pretty mean and is well known for not giving a damn. That is one of the things that piss him off the most.

He doesn't like that word being used towards ANYONE. Especially since he comes from a place where people are really mean to each other and has often seen shit go down when he was younger.

So when people start being mean and talking about your skin color.

"What did you just say?" He said, standing up from his spot at the diner.

"Dal just leave it alone, it's fin-"

Before you could even finish your sentence, best believe that Dallas was already on his feet and throwing punches.

He definitely gives you kisses and cuddles when you get home because he feels bad.

But he means well, he just doesn't like seeing people he cares about being put down for something they can't help.

Anyway, he thinks you are BEAUTIFUL and he loves you SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO much. <3

🤍Dallas Winston🤍

Met Sarah in the bathroom.

s/o that likes to read hc.

Taste

Dallas headcanons

Doll

Reader’s birthday hc.

Accusations

His reaction when he saw yo fine ass hc.

Fluff/angsty hc

❤️Sodapop Curtis❤️

X male reader

My love

Girl next door hc

S/o that is into photography hc.

When he saw yo cute fine ass

(Platonic) twin sister hc

Dating hc

S/o that studies a lot

S/o that likes Aerosmith

💙Darry Curtis💙

Readers birthday

Rockstar s/o

💜Johnny cade💜

Fluff hc

💛Ponyboy Curtis💛

Reader who wins ever game

Dating ponyboy hcs

Guys don’t worry more stuff will be written! <3 if you have ANY requests please send them to me and I will try my best to complete them. Love y’all!

Characters I write for

EDIT: I am writing for DEAN WINCHESTER MWUAHHH PLS REQUEST

OUTSIDERS (AT THIS TIME I AM ONLY WRITING FOR MATT DILLON CHARACTERS) (He's so girl dinner)

Dallas Winston

Darry Curtis

Ponyboy Curtis

Two-Bit Matthews

Johnny Cade

Sodapop Curtis

Steve Randle

TEX

Texas (Tex) McCormick

RUMBLE FISH

Rusty-james

Please take note that I do get writers block and it really would help if you would put requests in for the outsiders so I can write it for you.

How it works: you put the character you want ( example: Sodapop)

Next you put the category (example: Fluff)

Then you describe what you want the plot line to be (example: your boyfriend breaks up with you and “character” comforts you platonically or romantically <3)

RULES

I would really apprieciate if you would ASK before reblogging my post.

I DO NOT WRITE SMUT!!

DO NOT, (And this one is a big ick) REQUEST MINOR SMUT, INCEST, PEDOPHEALIA OR ANY OTHER GROSS THINGS. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

And OML. This one makes me mad asf. ABSOLUTELY DO NOT MAKE RUDE COMMENTS.

If you don't like something just don't fucking read it. And if you don't know how to say anything nicely just don't say anything at all. Because if I see it, I will respond how I see fit, and I don't wanna embarrass you in front of your mutuals. Thank you.

I will write what I want to write. I mostly write Fem readers. But if you would like to request a Gender nuetral reader, Male reader (I don't not write male readers a lot so it might not be my best) You may.

Speaking of writing what I want, I don't wanna see people hating on each other in my comments, if I see it I am gonna say something. I don't care Who, what, when, where, or why. And depending how serious the situation is, you may be blocked.

We are going to be friendly towards one another and I don't want my notifications blowing up because of he said/she said bullshit.

Categories I write for: Fluff, Angst

If you have any questions message me and I will try my best to answer them.

AWW THANKS SUGAR PLUM

Summary: Dallas gets his wisdom teeth removed.

Pairing: Dallas Winston x Fem reader

Warnings: Cursing, Some sexual remarks and I think that's it.

Dallas had just got back from the dentist, bleeding from the mouth and a bad attitude.

"How was the dentist?" You ask him, rubbing his back as he got out of Darry's truck.

"Terrible. They took my tongue." He said, showing you his bloody tongue that was still there.

You laughed softly, helping him to the front door.

He looked back at you.

"Who are you? Who is she? She's cute." He asked everyone, trying to keep himself standing.

Two-Bit smiled at his buddy.

"That's your girlfriend, dally." He said, patting him on the back.

"You're my girlfriend?" He asked surprised, his voice muffled slightly since the gauze was in the way.

You laughed and nodded your head, smiling brightly at him.

"Aw, you're so pretty." He said smiling.

"Dal, it's time to change your gauze." Darry said, opening a new pack and went to take the old ones out of his mouth.

"No! You're not taking my tongue again!" He said, trying to get away as he laid on the couch.

You laughed.

"Come on, baby. He's not gonna take your tongue. He's changing the gauze in your mouth because they're all bloody." You looked at him with a soft smile.

"Yeah do whatever the pretty lady says." Two-Bit said, laughing as he took a bite out of his chocolate cake.

Dally huffed and opened up his mouth, letting Darry take out the old gauze and replacing them with new ones.

Two-Bit and Soda definitely convinced Dallas that his dick fell off.

Poor baby was so upset.

"They took it?!" He screamed, eventually started sobbing.

"Wait that means I don't have to pee anymore." He says laughing, laying his head on your shoulder.

"Wanna makeout?" He asks looking at you with lustful eyes.

"Um, not right now no. Maybe when your mouth isn't all bloody." You said chuckling.

"Awh. But I love you." He says, hugging you suddenly.

"Awwww that's so sweet dally boy" Two-bit teased, flicking dals ear.

You and the gang definitely had to to bite back your giggles at Dal's lisp he had due to the gauze in the way.

"Babe, I want a kiss." He said, his lisp coming out strong.

"Sorry Dallas I don't know what a 'kith' is." You laugh

Totally got mad at you after that.

"Stop making fun of me! It's not very nice!"

Craved ice cream since he got out of the dentist building.

"Steve! Go get me ice cream!"

"No. What do I look like? A butler?"

"Not gonna lie..A little."

Best believe Ponyboy recorded this.

Because I mean, who wouldn't.

You can't tell me that this dude wont start singing randomly.

"I wanna know what love isss!"

"Dal, shut up."

"Kiss my ass, Two."

He's just a mess.

by chance could ya do 5 for johnny?? tytyy

You ran to Johnny. The socs have got ahold of him while at the park. The gang ran behind you, worried about Johnny of course.

“Are you okay, honey?!” You questioned loudly, checking him for cuts and bruises. He just stayed quiet.

“..Johnnycake? Are you okay? What happened?” You ask again but again no answer.

You rubbed your hand on his cheek and he swatted it away. “If you didn’t treat me like a baby, they would’ve never seen me as a punching bag!!” He practically screamed at you.

You flinched at his loud voice. He has never yelled at you, let alone anyone like that.

“Johnny.. I was just trying to hel-“ he cut you off by pushing past you as you cried.

The next day was exhausting. You got no sleep whatsoever. You decided to stop by the Curtis house to hang out.

You walked in through the door, seeing the gang immediately.

“Hey y/n!” You heard from the gang.

“..hey.” You didn’t show much emotion. You were still upset over last night.

“You know Johnny’s not mad at you, doll. He was just steamed up after everything.” You trusted Dallas. He was the one Johnny talked to the most besides you and pony.

You nodded your head, in a way of saying that you understand.

Johnny walked through the door, he froze as he saw you. He ran over and hugged you. The gang left you two alone so you could talk.

“I didn’t mean what I said, hun.” He cried into your shoulder.

“It’s okay johnny, I was just trying to help andI promise I will stop being so protective.” You kissed his cheek.

“No. I like that you’re protective. And I love you.” He pecked your lips. “I love you too johnnycake.”

I’m sorry that my writing is so short! I haven’t had any motivation lately. I hope you like it!🫶

Random modern (and not) music Dallas Winston head canons.

Does NOT like Katy Perry, Olivia Rodrigo or anything in that category.

The farthest he is willing to go in that department is Taylor swift.

And look...This man actually kinda fucks with Lana Del Rey.

Like there WILL be a point where you will see him vibing to her music. (and he's Lana del Rey coded so even better)

You can not tell me dal isn't a rap music kind of guy.

Also...I just have to leave this here for y'all to understand.

Dallas Winston is a slim shady fan.

Would love 2pac, Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, ICP, ect.

Yk, the old school stuff.

He would actually like juice wrld too, bc I mean just look at him.

Can rap pretty good (esp Eminem)

And we love that in a guy.

He just doesn't rap unless he's by himself in the car or he does it without realizing it.

Loves Billy Idol (Hes awesome fr)

You also can't tell me this man doesn't remind you of a aerosmith song, like get with the program love.

Can not stand any kind of operah type music.

Will fight someone over the Aux

has a crush on Doja Cat.

Actually likes nicki minaj

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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.”