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new york is home for him, one of his homes at least. there’s a familiarity here that he couldn’t quite achieve in LA in the same way, no matter how much the city changed. he likes fumbling with the shitty front door of his building that only unlocks with a learned combination of jiggling the knob and turning the key at the exact right moment, hearing the kids in the building stomping up and down the stairs (no elevator, obviously), spending half his evenings explaining how to order something off amazon for the millionth time to the silver haired granny next door who always stuffs his pockets with expensive italian chocolates and fills his hands with a deep dish of homemade lasagna.
but the same way she’ll say he stole the moon, he’d tell her she must have soaked up all the sun’s nourishment to share with him after weeks of all nighters when she finds him in a makeshift nest of canvas, a blanket some freshman had left him, and his pile of hoodies that just seemed to grow over time. it makes him miss wide skies and getting stuck in traffic for hours, the perfect opportunity to binge music to sing along to loudly or quiet talks while watching the sun glow in the horizon.
she feels like sun now and he’s toddling after her on his skates, one awkward step at a time, hunched forward as if he expects to fall at anytime and then a pair of siblings pass him. then another kid, a girl with her red braided pigtails sticking out of her snowflake patterned beanie, flashing him an encouraging smile that makes him straighten up and realize, okay, maybe it’s not so bad after all. “i thiiiink i’ve got it? how am i looking from there?”
@redemptioninterlude
ice skating isn't really something you do a lot of out in costa blanca. neither is it in LA, where she moves as she grows older and her own taste and distinction sharpen. then it's new york with new challenges, and all that cold, where she tries NEW THINGS with new people, all of them hungry and talented and craving that acknowledgement that this, all of this, was worthwhile...
she meets moon on a night where there is none. she tells him sometimes it's because he'd gone to steal it from the sky, and be there in that moment for her to meet him, that pointed expression dissolving easily into a careless laugh. it's what brings them into moments like this. as she tries to help him stand upright, even on the ice, so clumsy herself. "COME ON!" she's shouting across the cheery blend of christmas music playing out. "if i can do it, you can do it!"
- @superlunebleue
“listen, listen, like, if you think about it. who wants to be on slippery ground with like a crowd of people who’ve got literal weapons attached to their feet?” his hands are clumsily clutched onto hers, double gloved because his ice rink nightmare is toppling over and immediately having someone slice through his fingers with their skates. the thought of it now makes him shudder and he definitely does NOT let out an undignified yell as a child bumps into him from behind. “holy shit, my heart is racing.”
@redemptioninterlude for avery - “you’ve never been ice skating before?”
"يارب
لكل أمرءٍ منا ضالتهُ
ولا ضالة لنا غير قُلوبنا
فردّها علينا وردّها إلينا وسلّمها الأذى"
It’s some characters that i like of an old story.
Maybe i’ll draw it later ¯\_(-_- )_/¯
From the left to the right:
Régas - Edy - Dallemand - Tarek
cigarette daydreams | d. winston hcs
hiii! i came up with this idea when re-watching the outsiders :) reader does look something like johnny in this, so you have brown eyes and dark hair like johnny.
| - dallas winston x male!cade!reader | - headcanons | - smoking, and mentions of a few injuries but mostly fluff
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so, you’re johnny’s older brother
dally didn’t actually see much of you until johnny’s run in with the socs
you were like darry, mostly working your ass off, protecting your little brother or (barely) sleeping.
johnny talked about you A LOT though
dallas was kind of already in love with the way johnny talks about you
he talks about how much of an amazing brother you are, how you take care of him, protecting him from your parents, making sure he was okay and had enough stuff to get by.
after johnny’s encounter with the socs though, OH BOY
you were very protective over him, with you or someone you trust at all times.
this is when dally first saw you
smitten
dis boi
johnny wanted to go to the drive in with dal, you agreed if you could come and johnny was fine with that.
you sat in between dallas and johnny
accidentally, you bumped dallas’ knee, looking at him and apologising quietly before looking back at the movie.
at that moment, dallas knew he was going to make you his.
you got to know dallas really well, since your brother looked up to him so much, and you somehow found yourself falling for the reckless boy.
eventually, you and dally ended up hanging out without johnny or the rest of the gang.
you were a bit more daring compared with johnny, so you and dallas would mess about together and you busted him out of the cooler a couple of times.
it was kind of easy to tell dallas cared about you, just like he cared about johnny. he was more careful with you.
this is because dal is very scared of losing you, poor boy.
you’re one of the only things he’s every loved, and he’s honestly addicted to all the feelings you give him.
surpisingly, dallas would be pining for a long time.
your not like anyone else he’s seemed to like before.
and whatever he does it also impacts his relationship with johnny so-
dallas ended up talking to johnny about it
he was very supportive, saying he only wanted you to be happy and giving dally a bunch of pointers and things you like
then he’d go tell pony about dallas winston of all people having a crush on his brother
dallas confided in johnny about his feelings for you a few more times before he confessed
theconfessiontheconfessiontheconfession
dallas kicked a rock around absentmindedly as he walked. he knew where you’d be. johnny was asleep in the curtis house, and you weren’t with him, so that only left one place for dally to look. the lot. when he arrived, he kicked the rock into the path of a nearby car. “ hey, m/n? you around? if your asleep wake your ass up. “ dal called out as he leaned against a street light.
you grumbled, not appreciating dally disturbing your light slumber. you stood up groggily before scanning around a finding dallas’ figure.
“ ugh.. yeah dal what do you want? “ you asked, an irritated edge to your voice. slowly walking over to dallas, you shoved your hands in your pockets.
“ nothing, just wanted to check you’re okay. “ you eyed him suspiciously and he caved. “fine, fine, i wanted to see you, really, i wanted to talk. “ you sensed a hint of anxiousness in his voice, but just brushed it off. “ i mean, alright, whats up? “ your annoyance dissipated, being replaced by curiosity. dallas slid down the street light until he was sitting, back rested on the pole and a casual posture. you sat down next to him, trying to ignore how good he looked. “ well, have you every thought about-uh.. -dating? “ he started fiddling with his lighter and you stared at the way his hands moved.
“ hah, yeah ‘course, why though? you got girl trouble? surpising “ you choked out a laugh at the thought of dallas having issues with girls.
“ uh, well “ dallas cleared his throat “ not exactly GIRL trouble. just dating trouble. “ “m/n, have you ever thought about dating a boy? “ you were slightly shocked at dallas’ words for a moment. i mean you’d certainly thought of it. hell, you were thinking of it right now. you’d though about what dating dallas would feel like for as long as you could remember. but, you were always scared of the reprecussions. what would johnny think? how would the gang take it? how long would it last until dallas found someone better?
“ yeah, y-yeah i have. why? there a boy you like? “ you blocked your previous thoughts out of you mind dallas felt his confident surge a bit. he had a chance! feeling better about himself, he put his lighter away and turned to face you properly.
“yeah, there is, and i want to know if he likes me too. “ dal’s ny accent was more pronounced, and he had a flirty tone that you found- very attractive????? like oh my god?? wtf??? how did he have the right to be this hot?? “ well, have you talked to him about liking boys? um.. you could maybe drop some hints or something? “ you could feel your temperature, and your anxiety rising with every second. “ i don’t think i need too, i think you’re all the help i need. “ dallas purred, moving closer to you.
holy shit.
“ o-oh? how would i be able to do that? i’m not good at relationships.. “ you played awkwardly with your dark, fluffy hair.
“ just answer me one question m/n. “ “ do you like me? “
dallas’ face was mere inches away from yours, at this point you figured he already knew your answer, as you hadn’t made any effort to stop is flirting.
so instead, you closed that few inch gap.
your soft lips met dallas’ slightly chapped ones. he jolted for a moment before melting into you. your hand went up to his short, ruffled brown hair. his hand went to your hip, pulling you closer to him. when you seperated you were both smiling. well, dallas more like smirking.
“ wow, i- that.. “ words failed you, so you simply kissed dallas again, quicker and softer this time. at that you earned a laugh from him. he moved you closer to his body and you curled into his chest.
“ yeah, i do like you dal. “
pony and johnny probably saw the whole thing.
your relationship with dallas is great though, despite the gang’s teasing.
you end up going to a lot more ‘hang-outs’ with johnny and dallas. which end in johnny finding an excuse to leave you two alone or you two just end up making out and johnny doesn’t want to deal with that shit.
since neither of you really have a ‘home’ you spend a lot of time at bucks, eventually you get johnny his own room and you share one with dallas.
dallas tries to help you out with work or anything, but lets face it, hes really just a distraction.
dal feels really bad about it though, wanting to help you finacially and so you have more chill time to spend with johnny and himself.
so dally asks soda if he can maybe start working at the DX
soda’s a bit confused but is ultimating like ‘sure if you don’t burn down the place.’
dallas wanted it to be a surprise for you though.
he got through his first week just fine, he ended up buying you and johnny groceries and stuff.
you nearly cried.
you hugged dallas and kissed him all over, all the while he was laughing and johnny was a very confused boi.
you two really just vibed together and helped eachother out.
patching up dallas after rumbles or fights.
if you pull dallas in for a kiss by his necklace he will find that VERY hot.
takes you to all kinds of dates.
one day you’ll be at the drive in, next day you’ll be drunk on the roof of the gas station.
he really loves you though.
drunkenly rants to johnny or buck about you.
dallas is more like an older brother to johnny now than he’s ever been.
he tried not to get into jail so much, but you still had to bust him out a few times.
he’ll fuck up anyone who messes with you or johnny though
caring, overprotective bf.
he really really loves you though. LIKE REALLY LOVES YOU.
he’s never cared about any of his other lovers like this before.
will fight god for you.
<3
sorry this one was kind of bad! im running out of ideas for good scenarios, any requests/ideas would be appreciated <33
Dallas Winston x Reader Smut
Word Count: 1574
I was in Pony and Sodas room getting ready for a party at the Shepherds. Only reason I was getting ready at the Curtis house is because I had sleepover with Soda and Pony. Im closest with them out of the whole gang other than my boyfriend, Dallas. Dallas has always been skeptical of my relationship with the boys but he truly knows that nothing will ever happen.
I mean, Pony is literally 13 14 and Soda is still grieving his relationship with Sandy. Another thing is that I don't like either of them in that way. I decided to sit at their mirror to do my hair. I was almost done getting ready but i wanted to be quick because the gang was already waiting 30 minutes for me.
I took my hair down from the hair tie it was in and grabbed my brush. As I started to brush the small tangles from my hair, I heard the door creak open. I presented a look of confusion as check who it was through the mirror. Dallas. I got up and hugged him tightly. He accepted the affection and hugged me back. "Hi babydoll"
"Hi Dally" I walked back to the dresser and sat back down. Dallas walked up behind me and started to rub my shoulders and neck, softly. I let out a groan of pleasure. "I thought you were gonna stay with me last night." I sighed realization, I forgot. "Im sorry Dal. I forgot because my sleepover with the boys." He stiffened slightly at the mention of the sleepover. Not because of it but because the who it was with.
I noticed his mannerisms so I turned around pepper his neck with kiss. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." He smiled at me but it quickly turned into a smirk. He looked at the door then at me before saying. "How about right now?." I giggled at his antics "Dally what if they hear us?" He picked me up from the chair, making my legs wrap around his waist. "They won't if you be a good girl and be quiet just for me" Fuck it.
I pushed my lips on to Dallas's quickly causing him to quickly respond. Our tongues pushed together, delicately. He kissed me like I was feather, like i would blow away if he went to hard. Dallas soon became more aggressive with his kiss, "You're so pretty baby." I moaned loudly before Dallas covered my mouth. "Thought you were gonna be a good slut for me"
I nodded at him, "I'll be a good slut, I promise. Please fuck me" I whispered at him, wanting to stay here forever. I felt hot and just wanted Dallas to devour me with every inch of my life. Just me and my man in the moment. He laid me down on the bed and lifted my dress. I watched his face flicker as he spotted my thong. Amusement. Craving
Dallas took his slender fingers to hook my underwear's lining, pulling them down hastily. "You're so wet for me, babydoll." I whimpered at his loving tone. "All for you Dally" He slowly ran his thumb through my folds. He stopped at my clit, starting to rub small and gentle circles. Too gentle.
"Dallas, use your fingers. please!" He chuckled at my desperation. "Patience babydoll." Dallas slid his middle and ring fingers down, keeping his thumb on my throbbing clit. He immediately pushed his fingers inside me, making me whimper at the sensation. "Please move!" He pushed his fingers deeper inside me, curling them each thrust. "Fuck, your so beautiful when I give you my fingers." I moaned softly.
Dallas leaned down to kiss passionately, his hands running through my hair. "Fuck, faster Dally" He glanced into my eyes as I clenched around his thick fingers. He smirked, before quickly adding a third finger. I sobbed in pleasure loudly, not caring who hears at this point. His speed increased as he kissed my neck., my eyes rolling back as pressure built up in my stomach.
I was in euphoria, feeling my release coming closer. Dallas grinned at me, knowing I was about cum. I was so close to my peak, my hand tugging Dallas locs of hair until he pulled his fingers out. My chest was heaving and my mind was filled with confusion. "This is what you get for missing last night baby." I whimpered at him "Dally you're being mean. Please let me cum."
He gave me a fake sympathy put "Baby I can only get meaner." He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, showing his perfect chest. Fuck me. He motioned to the top of headboard. I scooted up till my head hit the pillow. He shook off his pants, leaving him in his boxers. He got in the bed and put his face in between my legs.
Dallas licked a wide stripe across my folds. I whimpered at the contact. My hand went to Dallas hair immediately, tugging lightly. I brought his tongue up to my pulsating clit, licking it. He soon took the bundle of nerves into his mouth, sucking harshly. "Dally don't stop." He pulled his head up, looking up at me. His hair was ruffled and his face had my arousal all over it. "Wasn't planning on it, babydoll."
He moved to my entrance, placing his thumb on my overstimulated clit. "Such a pretty slut, sweetheart." He started to rub harsher circle on my clit, making me wail out. "Feels so good Dally. Im your pretty slut" My voice felt like it would give out. "Dallas" I moaned his name, as he used to tongue to explore my opening. "Please" I begged, as my hips jerked up into his face.
He looked up at me with me with his sparkling smile. "Please let me cum. I wanna cum." He tutted his tongue and went back down to finish. He resumed his work on my clit till I sobbed in pleasure repeatedly. I mewled as I felt my release coming close. "Please. Im so close baby" He shook his head "No. Hold it."
I groaned in disappointment and overstimulation. He sat up from the bed and then grabbed my hand to pull me to. "Hand and knees for me." I kiss him before complying. He brought his hand down on my ass, making me squeak in response. "Good fucking girl" I whimpered waiting for him to fill me up.
He pulled down his boxers, revealing his hard cock. Beads of pre-cum bubbled at the top, showing how worked up he is already. Dallas started stroking his dick slowly, groaning at the sensation. He walked up behind me and started guide his dick through my sensitive folds. "So sensitive, huh? Poor girl." I moaned at his words.
Dallas then pushed to a hilt, his tip threatening to hit my sweet spot already. "Fuck you're so wet for me, baby" He started to thrust into me roughly making me moan. "Dallas!" He grabbed my hips as he thrusted into me, my body trembling in his bruising hold. "C'mon doll, tell me how it feels. Maybe I'll let you cum, slut."
I moaned loudly, trying to find the words to respond. "It feels s-so good Dally. Please please let me cum" I managed to say without slurring my speech to much. Dallas started to thrust faster into my sloppy cunt, his strokes getting more pleasurable each second. My responses continuously consisting of gasps, moans, whimpers, and groans.
I felt a tug on my hair as I was lifted up fast. My back was to his chest as he kissed my neck all over. Dallas used one hand to hold me up as he brought a his other down to rub my sensitive clit. I cried out, my eyes starting to water. "Oh shit" I felt my makeup get fucked but I was too much in the moment to care.
I felt my peak get closer as Dallas's dick hit my sweet spot over and over. My body was convulsing and shaking with overstimulation, wanting a release. Dallas noticed with a smirk, "Poor baby shaking and crying to cum, huh? Not yet sweetheart" I wailed at his words, sobbing with pleasure. He continued to thrust into me at a unruly place. I noticed his thrusts getting sloppier as he started to groan louder. "God your pussy feels so good, doll."
He cracked a hand down on my ass, getting my attention. “You wanted to cum? so cum, babydoll.” I moaned loudly, finally getting my release. “I love you, Dal.” He groaned at my words before releasing his cum into me.
He pulled out of me, putting on his clothes then helping me into mine. I walked back over to the mirror, looking at my fucked up mascara. I checked the clock realizing that the party started an hour ago. “Dally were an hour late to the party” I hurriedly fixed my makeup before grabbing his hand to walk out the room. “C’mon”
The gang was sitting in the living room, what seemed awkwardly watching Tv. We walked into the full room, the floor creaking with our steps. “You guys ready to go?” I said with a big smile on my face. Soda and Pony looked at me with know-it-all face, “Really, in our bed? You owe us new sheets missy.”
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Hi guys!! Hope you enjoy this chapter!! My requests are still open and I recently published a new book. Just letting you know its NOT ab the outsiders. Its a ORIGINAL story but don’t let that stop you from reading it. :) Love you!! 💕 IT ON MY WATTPAD IN BIO.