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Sodapop/Dallas Winston x fem! Sensitive/emotional reader

Sodapop

Honestly breaks down and cries with you lmao

Will hurt anyone that made you cry

Even if it was the door(wtf)

He will kick it down(lol)

Will put on your favorite movie for you

And will cuddle you to death lol

Dallas

Don’t expect HIM to break down and cry with you.

Depending on what it is, he will comfort you

Like if you are getting bullied

He will kick some ass

And comfort you after

He does love you

Don’t get it twisted

You just gotta look hard enough to see that

Who has requests? If you have some please send them because I’m running out of ideas 😭

Hello ! Could I request a scenario about rusty James where he’s been interested in reader for a quite a long time and it shows, (like for example he’s always around her, always flirting and very jealous when other boys talk to her….) and while she feels the same for him, she thinks he’s not serious about it and is just messing around with her like as if it was some sick bet made by his friends, so she’s trying her best to look unfazed and uninterested in him….it could be a bit angsty with a splat of insecurities and jealousy but at the end they kinda confess to each other (?) and it’s all good….hope this all is understandable sorry if it’s too much 😭💔

This is so cute my loveee <3 (Also this length is just PERFECT! I love when people send long requests with details, it gives me more visuals and I can achieve the goal better when people are specific. <3

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🍒 ;↣(You're not mean, you just wanna be seen. You're so Art Deco.)

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Rusty James didn't think he was mean.

In fact, he thought he was pretty nice compared to the other people around town.

Rusty got on the bus, and he just so happened to be the second person on the bus, aside from you.

He could've sat anywhere he wanted. And even if he wasn't the second person on the bus and didn't have much options of seats to choose from, he'd just beat the tar outa someone for it.

At least, that was your impression of him.

But he chose to sit right next to you.

Your breath stiffened as you paused your sketching. Starting to close your sketchbook before he started talking.

"What're you drawin'?" He asked, grabbing the book from your hands gently.

You stayed silent as he flipped through the pages carefully.

You were embarrassed and wanted to move seats as soon as possible.

You knew rusty James and he knew you. Y'all rode the same bus since kindergarten.

He looked through the detailed drawings of people that rode the bus with the two of you everyday, and stop signs that the bus came across at the end of every street.

"How come I ain't in here, huh?" He asked with a small smirk, his brown eyes looking deeply into yours.

You finally realised the question he asked and stuttered out an answer.

"U-uhm. I don't know. Just never thought about drawin' you I guess." You grabbed your sketchbook from his hands, putting it in your bag.

He nodded, knowing you were nervous.

Hell, he was just as nervous as you. He's always been like that around you, but never showed it.

Another person got on the bus, the doors drawing opening as the bus shook with every footstep.

"Hey Rusty. Hi Y/n, how was your weekend?" Steve asked you two, smiling ear to ear.

You really liked Steve. He was very kind, good grades and all. And you always wondered what he was doing hanging around with the mean dogs. Rusty James being one of them.

"Hi Steve, it was good. Yours?" You smiled back at him, giving him the same kindness.

"Mine was good. What about you rusty? Anything fun?"

Rusty shook his head, his hair waving back and forth as he did.

"Nah, man. Same old stuff." He leaned back against the seat that the two of you shared.

Steve went to go back to the front, where he usually sat, Rusty turning to look at you once he did.

"What about you, doll? Anything fun?" He smirked as you tried to ignore his ways of tempting you with his voice. His voice was one of a kind and you loved it so much, it was sickening.

"Nah. Just chilled all weekend. Smoked, watched TV, art. Nothin real special." You leaned your head against the window.

He perked up slightly as he heard you mention drinking and smoking.

"Wow, man. All these years that I've known you, my love. I've never heard of you being a smoker." He got closer with every word, his breath hitting your neck slightly, the air on your neck making you shiver as it tickled, before you pushed him away gently.

"Alright Rusty James. You can cut the crap now. You can pretend you got what you wanted and go back to sit with your buddies." You said, putting your walkman on as you looked out the window.

His eyes flashed a hurt expression before going back to their regular stare. He got up, grabbing his backpack as he went to the front, his friends patting his back.

He ignored the attention from his buddies as he kept making glances at you the whole ride to school. The flirty gestures didn't stop when you two got to school either. He threw an arm over your shoulder, making your face turn a gentle pink as he showed off his smirk proudly.

"Rusty what are you doing?" You forced out.

"What, man? I can't walk my bestie to class? Isn't that what you girls want these days? A gentleman?" He says with a chuckle.

You rolled your eyes as you took his arm off your shoulder, only for him to do it again.

"You are no gentleman, Rusty James. And I am most certainly not your 'bestie'. So hit the road."

"Well i've known you since we were five. That has to count for somthin', ma." He said with a bright smile.

You scoffed.

"We've known a lot of people since they were 5. We are at school. And I am not 'Ma' to you. I have a name and you know it. So use it."

"Oh I can use it alright. Meet me in the bathroom, ma." He said jokingly.

You flicked his nose. He sucked his teeth before taking his arm from over your shoulder as he just walked beside you.

"Well at least let me walk you to class." He said with soft eyes.

You looked at him with a debating expression on your face, wondering if you should take the bait or not.

"You mess up Rusty James and I'm gonna kick your ass." You say before walking as he smiled again, knowing you gave in.

"Yes ma'am." He said, walking beside you.

The two of you walked through the crowded hallway, people giving you odd stares. A few of Rusty's friends walk up to him, doing a handshake before talking about skipping.

"Can't, Walkin' her to class." He said, holding onto your backpack so he didn't lose you in the crowd.

His friends let out a series of "What?" and "Her?" as they pointed to your figure.

"Rusty, i'm gonna be lete if you don't hurry. Mr Coplin don't play about being tardy. I'm already on my second strike." You said, trying to get him to start walking.

He shook his friends off, walking with you. He watched as your hair flowed over your shoulders as you tried to make it to class on time.

Luckily you did. Right on time.

"Thank you for the tour of the school. Now will you leave me alone?" You said, unpacking your bag.

"Hey man, Watch it I'm sensitive." He said, his hand touching his chest.

You roll your eyes before siting down at your desk.

"Alright. I'll see you at lunch, ma." He said, twirling your hair before running off into the hallway, leaving you in your own train of thought as you process what just happened.

You were so confused. He barely talked to you. The only memory of talking to him was in kindergarten when you let him use your crayons or let him share your sleeping mat during naptime when he lost his. You were deeply in love with him but you already knew that it was just some cruel, sick joke to him. Probably one that his friends talked him into.

Rusty walked through the hallway, saying "hey" to friends as he walked by to his class.

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It was lunch period and you sat down at a random table, taking out your packed lunch.

Which was just a sad sandwich that you made this morning, and some apple slices.

A boy sat next to you, starting to talk to you.

You weren't that interested in talking to him and you would've rather talked to Rusty about strippers and beer than talking about the war of 1812.

The kid was cut off by a hand tapping his shoulder.

"Hey. Hop up, man. I'm sittin' with her today." Rusty James said to him, before blowinng a kiss at you.

Rusty couldn't stand the sight of someone taking you from him and thinking it wouldn't be dealt with.

The kid rolled his eyes and left, his seat replaced by Rusty, looking through your sketchbook again.

He was in awe when he saw a new portrait of him.

"This me? Pretty cute, right?" He said smirking at you.

"If you say so." You laughed.

He gasped at you, making you laugh again.

"Come on. You know you think I'm cute."

You blushed before hiding it.

"Do I, though?" You smirk at him before getting up to go to the bathroom, Rusty following right behind you before pinning you to the wall gently.

"Rusty what is with you today? You have been so flirty and I don't get it. It's honstly starting to scare me." You say confused.

"Maybe because I like you, doll." He says, playing with your hair.

"Okay rusty you can drop it now. It's not funny anymore. I get the joke now." You said, not finding him playing with your emotions that funny anymore.

"What jo- you think i'm lyin, doll?" He said, leaning against the wall next to you.

"Well, I mean.. Yeah I do. The only time you've ever even talked to me was when I shared my stupid crayons and stupid sleeping mat in kingergarten." You snapped, not looking at him.

"Yeah and ever since I have been in love with you, huh? You believe that one? Because it's the truth." He said angrily.

You didn't look at him as you began to cry silently. You didn't understand why he was playing with your emotions like he was.

"Hey, man. I'm sorry for actin like that. Please look at me, doll." He said softer.

You hesitantly looked at him, only to be met with those beautiful brown eyes you knew.

"I don't know who told you I was lyin, but I'm not. I love you so much, doll." He said, finishing off his words with a passionate kiss, his hands getting tangled In your hair as you kissed back.

"Rustle James! My office now!" The principle yelled through the hallways.

"Alrigh alright! I'm comin'! Love ya doll." He said before pressing a kiss to your lips once more, then running off. Smarting off to the principle as he got onto him about something he's done.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever." He said before blowing you a kiss.

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I hope you like it! Also please do send more whoever you are because I LOVED this fic as you can tell I put my whole heart into it lol. <3

Hey y’all I’m just gonna leave this here…

💀

Here’s another…

Yeah I know..it’s fucking hilarious. 💀I almost pissed myself

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 x Bartender! Reader (pt3)

You got everything else ready for the party.

Buck left to stock up on supplies.

So until the party started.

It was just you, Dallas, and Mark.

Your dress looked beautiful on you.

Especially since it hugged you in all the right places.

Dallas couldn’t help but stare.

Trust me.

He wanted to be respectful of course.

And he wasn’t trying to be dirty.

But the way you looked tonight made him feel some type of way.

Not in that way!-well, maybe a little.

But you made him have this weird feeling in his stomach.

“You’re starin again.” Mark said, chuckling with a knowing smile.

Dallas ignored him, pointing his pool stick to the table, letting him know it was his turn.

“I mean, she looks real nice. She got a nice booty too.” Mark said, trying to get Dallas going.

Dallas snapped his head towards him, giving him a warning look.

“Cut that out.” He said sharply.

Mark laughed and held his hands up in defense.

“Just messin with you, man.”

“Hey dally! Can you help me lift these lights up? The stool won’t reach high enough. Give me a lift?” You asked sweetly.

Of course he wasn’t gonna pass an opportunity to be close to you.

He would do anything and everything just to be next to you.

“Sure, doll.” He said, acting like he isn’t bouncing off the walls on the inside.

You took your heels off.

Which Dallas really liked on you.

They went great with your mini dress.

You stood on the stool.

And got on his shoulders.

It was nice to have you this close to him.

Even if it was a bit out of his comfort.

Of course he would rather cuddle.

But he knows that this was the closest he was gonna get.

Especially since the night you two cuddled, you just needed company as you were scared of the storm.

Before he knew it, you had the lights up.

Which was too quick for his liking.

He wanted to be close to you longer.

He set you on your feet.

He stood awkwardly as you fixed your dress.

As it slid up your thighs when you were on his shoulders.

“Anything else you need help with?”

You smiled at him.

“Nah. Go play your game.” You said

He smiled at you as he walked to the pool table.

Later on the party started.

“Yay! More assholes! Can’t wait.” You said sarcastically, making Dallas and Mark laugh at your smart comment.

As people came through the door, you grew more nervous, but you were excited.

Dallas sat at the bar.

He didn’t drink anything.

He just wanted to keep an eye on you.

“You want anything?” You asked Dallas.

He thought for a minute.

He wasn’t bad when he was drunk.

Shit. He was all laughs and giggles when he had a lot to drink.

But he didn’t want to have too much.

And then tell you how he feels about you.

“Maybe just one- ooh! Can you make that drink that you made earlier? I really liked that.” He said, his voice soft.

You smiled at him.

“Sure thing, boo.” You said, starting to make his drink.

His face heated up as he heard the nickname.

More people came through the door and you gave Dallas his drink.

He tried to pay for it.

He was actually more trying to tip you.

“Oh no, sweetie. Don’t worry about it.” You said, pushing his hand that held the money.

He pushed it further to you.

“Please? You’ve let too many things slide with me. I’ve had too many free drinks and you created this one yourself. Let me pay for it.”

You stood there for a minute.

You didn’t know if you should decline or just take it to make him happy.

You decided to take it.

“Thanks dally. You’re sweet.” You smiled as you put the money under the cash register, separating your tip from the business money.

“Only for you, doll.” He smirked.

You laughed.

“Well aren’t you a little smooth talker.” You chuckled.

He smiled shyly, letting his guard down in front of you.

Which he has done many times.

Your conversation was interrupted when a good looking teen walked up to the bar.

She was hella pretty though, in your opinion.

“I like your shirt.” She said, rubbing dally’s arm, making him a bit uncomfortable.

This made your blood boil, making you slam the cash register open as the other customer paid for his drinks.

You stared holes into her skull as you put the money in the cash register.

“Thanks, please don’t touch me.”

She giggled, not taking him seriously.

“Why? You gotta crazy girlfriend?” She said, continuing to caress his bicep.

He shifted uncomfortably.

“No. I have a crazy best friend. She kills people.” He said, laughing at his own remark.

He was right.

You were definitely one to take up for your friends.

Especially if they did the same for you.

“Oh yeah? Where is she? I’d like to meet her.” She mocked.

You slammed your hand on the bar, scaring her out of her skin.

“You gonna buy anything or are you gonna keep bothering this customer?”you snapped.

Dallas smirked.

“Oh yeah. Let me get a sparkling water.” She said, batting her eyes at Dallas.

You smiled sarcastically.

“Don’t have that, tuts. Try again.”

She scoffed.

“Ugh, fine. Let me get a water.”

You laughed.

“Babes, you do realize this is a BAR, right? You know, the sign with the BIG letters that spell B.A.R?” You were a centimeter closer to rocking her shit.

“Don’t talk to me like that! Who do you think you are?” She snapped.

You giggled uncontrollably, trying to catch your breath.

“You know that girl you wanted to meet earlier?”

She nodded.

You stuck your hand out to her.

“Nice to meet you, hun.” You said, staring her right in the eyes.

Dallas was almost loosing it. He had to look away so he wouldn’t burst out laughing.

She scoffed and walked away sassily.

You let out a aggravated sigh.

“Oh my god! Haha! I literally love you! That was the funniest shit I’ve ever seen!” He said, losing his shit.

Wait.

He just said he loves you.

“Shut up.” You said, trying not to smile.

“Well aren’t you a little aggressive short person.” He said, mocking you from earlier.

You glared at him playfully.

“She was bothering you. Just helpin a friend out.”

He smirked.

“Oh really? It seemed to me like you were a tad bit jealous.”

You scoffed.

“Wait? Hell no. Never. I don’t get jealous. Especially over bitches like her.”

He smiled.

“You sure, doll?” He said, putting his hand on yours, making you get immediate butterflies in your stomach.

You pulled your hand away quickly.

“Y-yes I’m sure.” You said, looking away from his eyes.

He smirked.

“Don’t worry, doll face. I could never replace you.” He said

His eyes lingered on your lips for a little longer than necessary.

You two talked all night as you made drinks for customers.

Soon, the party was over and the bar closed for the night.

It was currently 3 in the morning.

You had time to take a shower and get dressed into your pajamas.

Which was a bralette and a pair of sleep shorts that hugged you a nicely.

You later on your bed thinking about Dallas.

But you turned to your book that you were reading.

You heard a knock at your door.

“Come in.” You yelled.

The door opened and you saw Dallas with blankets and snacks and drinks and a couple of movies.

“Sleepover?” He asked sweetly.

You smiled and nodded.

You got off of your bed and got all of your blankets and pillows and started making a fort.

Dallas was a little confused.

“Well? Are you gonna sit there or are you gonna help me start this fort?” You said sassily.

He helped you make the fort.

He put the pillows in the fort and all the snacks as you put on a movie.

It was a scary movie.

You both got in the fort and covered up under the sheets that y’all put in there.

Y’all laughed all night, mocking that girl at the bar.

“She for real said sparkling water! I fucking can’t! Bitch this is a bar!” You said at the edge of tears

You haven’t laughed this hard in a while.

“Right!”

He looked at you.

But not normally how you would see him looking at you.

There was something deep in his eyes.

It was luring you in.

It made you wanna hug him.

“Y/n?”

You snapped out of it.

“Yeah?”

He paused.

“If I tell you something. I-..just promise me no matter how badly you think of this..you will still be my friend. Right?..”

You were starting to get a bit scared.

“You didn’t kill anyone did you?”

He chuckled.

“No, doll. Just promise you won’t leave me.”

You nodded your head, a way of saying you promise.

“I-I think…I think I love you.” He said hesitantly.

You smiled

“Bruh. You gave me a scare just to tell me that? Of course you love me. I mean. Who wouldn’t want a friend like me?!” You said, doing a silly pose.

He laughed.

“No. That’s not what I mean. I’m tryna say that I’m in love with you..”

You paused.

“Really?..”

He nodded, looking down, not wanting to make eye contact with you.

You grabbed his face and kissed him, catching him off guard.

He jumped slightly, but slowly melted into the kiss.

The door opened to a very drunk Buck, interrupting the kiss.

“This is not the bathroom.” He said as he shut the door.

A few second went by until the door opened again.

“Also congratulations, Dallas.” He said shutting the door again.

You two laughed at this for a while.

“I love you.” Dallas said out of no where.

You smiled

“I love you too, stupid.”

YESS ESP THIS SONG LIKE OML RUN ME OVER! He is so Lana coded

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: [Stargirl Interlude]

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Info: Fem! reader x Dallas Winston (Hes so bbg) @dljcem (Another one just for you babe <3)

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│ ⁃⁃ I just wanna see you shine, cause' I know you are a Stargirl. ❞

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Dating you was like talking to a brick wall sometimes.

But other than that, he didn't care.

He loved you so much, he felt as if your smile could shoot him to the ground.

He always put you first- in very very odd ways. But he means well.

"Y/n, please don't play that song." He said as the song ended as you scrolled through your music options, already knowing which song you were gonna play.

Stargirl Interlude.

"But this is our song, Dally. You like this song." You whined

You were right, he did like this song but of course he wasn't gonna say it to your face.

He loved the thought of you two having a "song", but then again, he would rather look at his kindergarten yearbook pictures than tell you.

"I do not." He protested as he leaned his hand on the steering wheel, his other arm on the middle console.

You frowned, his words hurt because you thought it was your song. You loved it and you thought he did too.

"Oh." You said, leaning back in your seat as he stopped at a red light.

He couldn't sleep so he picked you up to go for a drive- which is what you were doing, not really having a location to stop at.

You clicked on a different song, looking out the window at all the lights that shined brightly at one another.

Dallas sighed as he looked at your miserable face, wanting you to have a good time.

He hated when you made that face.

Your thoughts were cut off by a familiar tune, following with very familiar lyrics, making you look over at him.

❝I had a vision. A vision of my nails in the kitchen.❞

Dallas looked at you with sorry eyes, before looking back at the road.

He mumbled the lyrics as he took a sharp left, going down a road he didn't recognize.

You smiled brightly, pressing a kiss to his cheek lightly.

"Thanks Dally." You said sweetly

"It's no problem, man. Just goin with the flow." He said coolly, smirking.

God, he loves his Stargirl.

Hey love I heard you were out of ideas for you Dallas x single mom fic. If you want you could do Dallas asking to adopt ally or even just referring to her as his daughter. I reckon that would be super cute but it’s whatever you feel like xxx

IM ADDING A REQUEST TO THIS!! SO IT WILL BE TWO REQUESTS IN ONE CHAPTER!

@the-greasers-angel:so the mom works a job that causes her a lot of stress and sometimes she has to work overtime and she didn't want to bother dally so she hired a babysitter but the babysitter doesn't really watch her kid(s) like the babysitter is smoking a lot or watching the TV so not doing a good job of watching them. So the mom comes home later and the kids are being very energetic like they had a sugar rush or something of the sort. So is on the later side and the kids are still being wild when she is trying to put them to bed but while she does dally comes over to check on her. the mom is very overwhelmed tho and she accidentally yells at the kids so when that happens dally steps in and helps put the kids to bed while the mom takes a min to take a breather. After dally gets the kids to bed she goes to the mom and they spend time together to help her relax.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, cussing. And I think that’s it.

Dallas x single mom! Reader (pt9)

You finally applied for a job at the local bar (yes even tho you are 17, I don’t think Buck minds as long as he trusts you. Also because you are with Dallas so that really gets you a few good passes in life.)

You would have to work over time since there was gonna be a party tonight, you didn’t mind. Your mother was a bartender when you were younger so you picked up on a few things.

You left Ally with a babysitter, Dallas offered to watch her but you didn’t want to be a burden on him.

A few hours later your shift was over. You were overworked and extremely exhausted.

Someone spilled their drink all over you.

You got cussed out for getting a drink wrong.

It took everything in you not to cry for your mom like a little bitch.

“I told you I wanted Gin! Not Jack! Fuck, you can’t do anything right, can you?” He yelled

You walked home and unlocked the door and walked in to find the babysitter not even there.

There was toys everywhere and juice spilled everywhere.

The tv was on some adult channel you didn’t even know about.

Yeah. Just go ahead and put sex on the tv with a four year old in the zone.

Of course you didn’t mind what Ally watched.

Whatever you watched, Ally watched with you.

But this was far too bad. You would usually just cover her eyes any time a bad part happens in a movie but you weren’t here to do that.

There was snacks missing from your fridge.

Your favorite snacks if anything.

There was cigarette ashes on your new couch.

“Hey baby..where’s Sarah?” You asked her.

“I don’t know! She went to the store to get cigarettes!” She said, bouncing up and down like a crack head.

No wonder your house smelt like smoke.

“What did she give you?” You asked with your head in your hands.

“The most candy I have ever had in my life! My tummy hurts! I’m thirsty!” Her pupils were dilated.

Dallas came over to check on y’all.

Later on the babysitter came back.

“Where the hell were you?! You left my kid alone! I trusted you! You left to get cigarettes?! That’s real rich!”

You were fuming.

“Ally could’ve gotten severely hurt! And you would have been responsible for it! Don’t EVER come back!”

After she left you broke down.

Ally was running around the room.

“Ally! Please calm down!” You said, trying to catch her.

“Catch me!” She said, running over the house.

“ALLY! GET OVER HERE AND SIT DOWN SOMEWHERE!” You yelled. You’ve never yelled at her like that.

She stopped and sat down.

“Hey, love. It’s alright. I’ll put her to bed for you. Go relax I’ll be in there in a bit.” Dallas said, rubbing your back before going to grab Ally.

“Is mommy mad at me?” She asked him as he lead her to her room.

“No, baby. She’s just upset from work and your babysitter not being responsible.”

“What’s responsible?” She asked as she got under her covers.

“Hm. Well..you know how adults have kids?”

Ally nodded.

“Ok well, it’s your job to take care of your kids and that is responsibility. Which means you are responsible for your kids.” He explained as he tucked her in.

You took a shower and got into your pajamas.

The warm water hitting your soft skin felt like heaven. You really needed this shower.

You cried for at least 10 minutes in the shower.

You didn’t know what you would’ve done if Ally got hurt.

You didn’t mean to yell at her like that. You couldn’t help it.

Everything was just too much.

And damn. You were so lucky to have Dallas.

Dallas and Ally meant so much to you.

And so did the gang.

You have a special place in your heart for all of them.

You just don’t know what to do.

You grabbed a bottle of alcohol from the top cabinet. You never drink. But tonight you needed it. You went back to your room and turned the tv on a stupid show.

A few minutes later Dallas walking into the room in his pajamas.

“Hey, babe. How ya doin?” He asked as he sat on the bed.

He noticed the bottle on your nightstand.

“Babe?” He said, tapping your shoulder.

You looked at him and laid back.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t drink much I just had a few sips.” You said. And you were telling the truth.

He nodded.

“I want to talk to you, doll.”

You nodded your head, letting him know you were listening.

“I was thinking, that..I want to adopt Ally..and I want to take care of her with you.” He knew that this was a huge cliff to jump. But he wouldn’t change it for anything.

“Babe, you don’t have to. I know I’m annoying when I get upset and I promise I can handle it by myself. I’ll just start taking her to work with me.” You said, letting your hair down.

He shook his head.

“No. Not at Bucks. Anything could happen to her there. There are bad people out there. And that’s not the reason I want to adopt her. I want to adopt her because I love you and I love her. I feel like she’s somewhat my daughter. If that makes sense.” He rambled.

You smiled.

“You’re cute.” You laughed

“Sure. You can adopt her.” You paused to whisper in his ear.

“But you’re not the favorite. I am.” You whispered, threatening him playfully.

When you pulled back he smirked.

“That was hot.” You burst out laughing.

“Shut up.”

He laid on your chest.

“You’re so pretty.” He said as he kissed your cheek.

Your heart melted at his kind words.

“Aw. Thank you but respectfully shut up.” You joked.

“Ally knows I’m not upset with her, right?” You asked out of nowhere.

“Yes. I told you you weren’t.”

You smiled.

“Thank you.”

“I wanna be with you guys forever. If that’s alright with you.” He said, his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hitting your soft skin.

“Of course. That’s definitely alright with me.” You said, playing with his hair.

The next morning, Ally got in the bed with y’all.

“Mommy? Are you mad?” She asked you.

Dallas said you weren’t but she still felt like you were.

“No, baby. I’m not mad. That bitch didn’t watch you like I asked and that was not okay. And it was definitely not okay to yell at you. It wasn’t your fault. Forgive me?” You asked

She nodded and gave you a hug.

“Guess what. I have good news, love.”

She looked at you.

“What is it?”

You smiled.

“Dallas..said he wants to adopt you and take care of you with me.”

She smiled widely.

“You mean..he can really be my dad?!” She asked

You nodded.

She squealed happily.

“Does he have your permission?” You asked.

She was crying.

“Yes! Yes yes yes!” She sobbed.

She hugged Dallas tightly.

You smiled like you never have before.

This was definitely a huge difference but you knew it would be worth it.

Just imagine Dallas Winston trading bracelets with swifties at the eras tour concert 😭 just a cute little thought

would you write anything about the motorcycle boy?

It is less likely because I don't know that much about him and honestly I would pick Rusty James over him ANY DAY.