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i saw a post talking about soap being an actual loser who’s never got any action in his life. growing up catholic and then serving in the military he’s never had any actual experience. he compensates by chatting up birds and lying about how experienced he is. he radiates arrogance when he’s actually desperate to be in between a pretty birds thighs for once.
so when he meets you at the pub and you fall for his lies and the both of you end up on your couch. your on top of him rutting against his jeans, whimpering against his kisses, and he feels like his on cloud nine. and then he feels himself getting close already and he wants to shoot himself in the leg right there.
“bonnie.. ‘old on—“ and then his hands are gripping your hips so tight and the most guttural groan leaves his lips, head thrown back against the back of the couch, and he’s panting like a dog. and then you have the nerve to giggle which makes his neck heat up in embarrassment.
“tsk, naughty boy.” you purred, hand going to curl at the base of his neck, gripping his hair and pushing his lips to yours again. that’s when johnny felt a wire switch inside his brain and he felt himself chubbing up again.
I love me a man who EATS like I think I definitely have a food kink cause like the image of going down on Soap while he monches on a burger AGHHSGKDJHSKSBKN Like I need his cock rn (also side note love the term chub or instead calling a cock fat calling it chubby like 😮💨😮💨)
Another Random Cod Thot!!!!
soap x reader.
Cw: swearing... honestly that's it this part is pretty chill. (There's a nsfw bit at the end but you don't have to read it! I've sectioned it off!)
When Soap comes back home from being deployed for god knows how long, it's like he's walked through the gates of heaven. There's literally nothing he loves more than coming home, taking off that god forsaken uniform, and lounging about in some shorts (And nothing else. Because he's a lazy fuck and it's his house. he can choose not to wear underwear or a shirt whenever he fuckin wants!).
And the food...God the foooooooooood. It's probably his favourite part of coming home. No more MREs. No more mess hall food. No more stale bread with a slathering of some indescribable spread. Finally, he can eat like a king.
And he'll eat just about everything and anything you serve him. Takeout? Abso-fucking-lutely. Quick 10 minute packet food? He'll be having seconds and thirds if you let him. A proper home-cooked meal? Just marry him now, for god sakes.
I have this image in my head of him on leave, lazing on the bed in just his underwear with his large hairy chest on display, heaving in deep content sighs as he absolutely devours a pack of donuts you brought home and savouring every second of it. It's his personal bliss.
NSFW BIT BELLOW CUT
Cw: Freeuse (Reader using Soap). BJs. Big hairy horny man.
There's also the added benefit of a limitless supply of BlowJobs on your part. And he's a free use kinda guy when he's on leave. You never have to ask to take his fat cock out of his boxers, sweetheart. He's already half chubbed for you.
It's not like you can resist him anyway. He walks around the house in exclusively his undewear and nothing else. You can see the print of his dick against the fabric as he goes to town on a burger you made for him.bAnd he moans like a whooooooooore when he eats. So no one can blame you when you cozy yourself up into his side and slide his boxers down just enough to get a taste of that bright leaky tip of his.
So he gets excellent food, a warm bed, and a partner who is more than happy to wrap their lips around his dick and go to town whenever they like? He could die right there and be the happiest man alive. This is a better reward than any medal they could give him for his service.
How the gang would react to a introverted/shy s/o!
So sorry for taking so long to write this! But here are your guy’s headcanons @bluetackbaby @l-3-xxx (I wrote more for soda since one of you guys asked for it!)
Darry
Darry would probably appreciate how quiet you are since he has to take care of boys who don’t know how to be quiet for a second of their lives
He thinks it’s very adorable how shy you are
When he isn’t at work he’s probably always by your side
When he’s stressed your presence just somehow makes him calm? (Does that even make sense lol)
Ponyboy’s probably thankful for you because you always seem to calm him down whenever he’s mad
When Darry first introduced you to the rest of the gang you just hid behind him like a five year old child
They kinda already knew Darry wasn’t one to go for loud and wild girls
When you guys would go out to dinner sometimes, Darry would probably be one of those parents who makes their child order for themselves
“Go on, tell him what you want, I’m waiting”
He doesn’t mean to do this on purpose, he just really wants you to slowly come out of your shell
He ends up ordering for you
Sodapop
You guys are literal opposites
He’s just jumping around everywhere and telling you everything that happened that day. And I mean EVERYTHING
You just smile and nod, happily listening to him talk
You’re always there for him when he needs to talk about his problems, which he is always thankful for
Whenever you guys go out anywhere, you’ll have to hold his hand just to make sure he won’t get lost
Like I said, he’ll be talking your ear off while you just listen to him, glad that at least one of you are talking
He doesn’t really mind how quiet you are, he knows you care and that you’re just shy
Whenever you guys are in crowded places, you just hold onto him the whole entire time
He finds it cute
Whenever you want to say something to someone, you’ll just whisper it to Soda and he’ll say it to them with a wide smile on his face
“She says she’s doing good! Probably because she’s with me of course!”
You just look at him unimpressed
When you do speak around people he’s so proud
He overall just loves how quiet you are and finds you so cute!
Ponyboy
Ponyboy doesn’t mind how quiet you are but he sometimes tries to encourage you to speak your thoughts
When you guys are alone in the comfort of his room that’s probably when you’ll be speaking more
You guys will be just living comfortably in silence with one another
He reads to you most of the time as you just sit next to him and listen
He doesn’t mind how much of an introvert you are because he’s one himself
When you come to his track meets, he’ll probably look for you in the crowd and smile knowing how you’re silently rooting for him
You get pretty happy when he reads to you, probably because you don’t have to do much talking
“Hey y/n, do y’want me to read to you again? It’s fine if not, we can do something else”
You immediately nod and become very glad that you don’t have to talk for this activity
Johnny
You guys will both be quiet together, no questions asked
The gang probably teases you both for how you guys are so similar
You and Johnny are probably never spotted without the other
You guys are literally attached together by the hip
Even if you guys don’t talk much you both get each other
You’re always there for him whenever he’ having problems with his folks
He’s really grateful for you since you are like the only other person besides Ponyboy who understands him
You guys literally don’t need anyone else when you have each other
“Hey y/n, thanks for always listening to me whenever about my problems..”
You have to assure him it’s no problem
Steve
Bro this guy would be encouraging you to do some crazy things with him
He talks a lot but not on the same level as Soda
Whenever you guys are hanging out he’s just mostly talking about cars as you try and stay interested
When someone is talking to you, he’ll mostly answer them (unless you don’t want him to)
He’s happy to stay at home with you instead of going out
He’s probably around you most of the time when he isn’t at the DX
Is probably one of the loudest guys out there so the gang doesn’t really understand how you got with him
He thinks your shyness is cute
“I swear! Today I saw this super cool red mustang! It was so sleek and everything! Too bad a dirty Soc owned it..”
You would just nod along to whatever he’s saying
Two-Bit
At first he honestly thought how weird it was to be so quiet
The only other person he knew that was very much introverted and didn’t speak much was Johnny
So when he met you, you surprised him
He’s always trying to make you laugh and get out of your comfort zone
His mother always has to tell him not everyone is as outgoing as him
“I know ma! I’ll stop bothering y/n to get out of her comfort zone!”
He really does care for you even if he’s trying to make you do crazy things that make you want to hide in a hole
Like I said, he’s always trying to make you laugh no matter the circumstance
Dallas
Dallas wasn’t really used to being around girls that don’t really try and get out there
He honestly thinks it’s amusing how quiet you are
Even if you don’t talk much he’s glad to know that you’re willing to listen to whatever he’s ranting on about
He doesn’t really understand how you could be so quiet and shy but he loves you nonetheless
Whenever he forces you to go to parties at Buck’s he always makes sure you’re comfortable
“You alright doll? We can leave if ya want.”
He tries to act like he doesn’t care but you can sense it easily
The gang is happy there will be someone around to balance Dally out
Sorry if this isn't what you really wanted! I tried my best so again I'm sorry if it's bad! But thank you guys for requesting!
All the 141’s coats would be baggy on you.
I dont care if your short, tall, thin, or curvy it will ALWAYS be baggy! Listen… when they are off duty they like to be comfy, they are tired of the form fitting rough uniforms they wear at work. All of their clothes are super soft and baggy as hell on them.
If your walking to a date and your shivering they’ll drape their coat over your shoulders. The neckline is up to your nose and you cant even see your body with how big the whole coat is. Its so comfy and warm in it, also it has their cologne and scent all over it. To be honest its heaven on earth to be smothered by it.
Cuddling with Soap❤️
Fluff and a drabble
Soap x GN!Reader
God he would be yapping the whole time as he held you close to his chest. Every moment or two he’d shift or change positions not feeling comfortable enough or wanting to be closer to you. His big smile would constantly be in your face or in your ear spouting about whatever comes to mind. Whether it is how beautiful you are or how Ghost was a bastard for making him run laps around the track.
His hands would always be wandering around your skin resting your hips, chest, or neck. Its not for any sexual reason despite Johnny being a dog its a reminder that your alive. Your warm skin and your heart beat calms his racing mind knowing you’re here with him.
If he does fall asleep before you and tucks your head under his chin holding you tightly. He wraps his legs around yours resting his arms around your chest. Whenever you shift or try to get up he just holds you tight muttering something unintelligible before relaxing again.
If you falls asleep first Johnny lays your head on a pillow. He lays next to you watching your blissfully calm face, your chest rising and falling with each breath. He admires you for minutes to hours, he never keeps track of time. These are the moments he cherishes when hes in some far away place away from you. Whether it be in some ramshackle building or in the forest these memories keep him warm at night.
if this does perhaps trigger you or go against your guidelines please ignore this, but mayhaps I request a fic where it’s a beach day for the tf141 + reader and the reader doesn’t go in the water because of their hidden scars they have on their arms and they don’t show it until their buttoned up beach sweater falls a bit and it shows them their scarred arms?
Oh no it doesnt trigger me or go against my guidelines! Thank you so much for the request I really appreciate it!❤️
I’m sorry for the wait btw I’ve been busy with work but I really hope you still enjoy this story anon!
TW: unspecified scars on arms, low self esteem
Poly!TF141 x GN!Reader
A little bit of angst but mainly fluffy💗
Nicknames used: mo graidh, love, doll
For the first time in forever everyone’s leave of absence is at the same time. Your excited ready to rest after such a long hard op and so is the rest of the team. Despite your protest everyone has decided to go to the beach for a whole day.
As you sit on the beach you make sure your light jacket stays in place not wanting it to slip off. The heat is unbearable even while finding shelter under a colorful umbrella. You sit on an old scratchy beach towel watching your loved ones frolic in the waves.
You’re a new part of the polycule with them and it’s your first time ever being in a polygamous relationship. They’ve never seen the long gashes on your arms knowing they will only find them disgusting. Even though they have scars it makes them so much more sexy, for you though they were ugly splotches of damaged skin.
Johnny comes out of the water soaked to the bone, his mohawk plastered to the side of his face. His smile is brighter than the sun as he trudges through sand to your beach towel haven.
“Mo gràdh what are ye doin under tha’ umbrella? I don’ wan’ ye ta miss out on all tha fun”
“I’m just not really in the mood to swim today”, you say bashfully not wanting to say the true reason.
Johnny leans in a little closer his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes softening.
“Are yeh sure? Its steamin’ hot outside an’ I don’ wan’ yeh to get sick. If theres a reason ye can tell me ah wont tell a soul”
You look at him your heart pounding in your chest anxious to tell him the truth, ready for the weight on your shoulders to be lifted.
“I’ve been anxious about-“
Out of nowhere a ball hits Johnny square in the head. Your train of thought is completely derailed as Johnny’s face hits the sand.
“Oh my god! Johnny are you ok?”
You look around to see Kyle cringing at the scene with Ghost next to him and John on the other side of a net.
“Sorry mate didn’t mean to hit you!”, Kyle yells out.
Johnny pops up with a grimace on his face, your resolve dissolves after.
“What were ya saying after a very rude interruption?”
You laugh half heartedly, “just don’t worry about it, lets join them yeah?” It just isnt the right time, it’ll happen eventually right?
You stand up grabbing onto Johnnys arm and yank him up to his feet. You grab the volley ball and toss it Ghost happily.
After a long time of playing the sun is beating down on you. The heat is smothering and the sweat accumulating under your hoodie is making you go mad. They don’t seem like they are close to stopping and you don’t want to ruin the fun so you keep pushing yourself to the utter limit.
“Hey can we take a break for a moment, I just want to have a quick drink”
“Of course ye can love its not like we’re gonna yell at ye for it. How about we all take a break then we’ll start back up again, “John says with a wide smile
The others nod in agreement their skin flushed and their hair soaked with sweat. The water bottle is your holy grail, you chug it like theres no tomorrow. Once your done you crumple it up feeling only a little bit better but it doesnt gove you relief. The fabric clings to you and no matter how much water or wind there is, it wont give you relief like taking it off.
You don’t see that behind you, they are worried for you. With brows furrowed and hushed whispers they send Ghost to get to the bottom of this.
As you sit in the sand grabbing another water bottle you feel a hand on your shoulder. Its heavy and calloused but it gives you some peace.
“Love y’need to take off the jacket”, Ghost says quietly.
His hands gently wrap around the jacket pulling it down your shoulders. Despite you not wanting him to see you dont have the energy to push him away. His hands gently coax your arms from the sleeves, you flush in shame of the scars on your arms.
Ghost looks you in the eyes and you brace yourself for yelling, laughing, just something horrible to happen.
Instead you feel his hand gentle on your arms his thumbs running over the scars. His brown eyes are soft despite the furrow in his brow.
“Why didn’t you show us earlier?”, his voice as soft as it can be.
Your eyes start to water, looking away you wipe your tears and say quietly, “I-I thought you all wouldnt want me, I thought y-you would think I was ugly with all these scars”
You sniffle holding back the tears, Ghost pulls you in for a deep hug letting you spill your tears.
“Your absolutely beautiful hon we wouldn’t want you any other way scarred or unscarred”
As you burrow your head into his neck he waves the team over to help comfort you. The team sits kn the large towel around you concerned for your wellbeing. Kyle sits next to you, his hand smoothing over your back.
“hey, you doin ok babe? Whats wrong?”
You only burrow further into Ghost not wanting to say it. He sighs rubbing your neck as he quietly says, “She has a couple scars on her arms an’ she thinks shes not good looking”
Johnny immediately pops up outraged at you thinking your not the most beautiful person walking on this earth. A glare from Ghost and Price shuts him up before he said anything stupid.
“I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry for hiding this from you guys. I was scared that if you saw me like this you wouldnt want me anymore”
Kyle keeps rubbing your back leans towards your ear, “Hon listen to me, you are the most beautiful person we’ve ever met. We would never want you in our life and we would never ever judge you for your scars”
You lift your head from Ghosts neck sniffling and rubbing the tears from your eyes, “Really?”
“Yes really love, I mean we all have scars. Johnny has one from fighting from a chicken and losing”
“AH DIDNAE LOSE AH WAS BEIN MAULED AN’ SURVIVED!”, Johnny yells angrily.
Despite your insecurities you laugh at his outburst, seeing your bright smile Johnny calms down a little more punching Kyle in the arm jokingly.
All of you sit together talking about the scars on each of your bodies and it makes you feel less insecure and more close to your boyfriends.
John stands up with sweat on his brow, “the sun is still beating down on us I think I’m gonna take a swim”
He reaches his hand to you with a soft smile on his face, “Wanna join us doll”
You look up at him unsure before taking his hand being lifted from the sand and saying happily, “alright sounds like fun”
The boys jump off the towel heading towards the ocean dragging you in.
Fluff!✨• JohnnyxReader •❤️🧼
It was a long hard mission, everyone was beaten down and exhausted. There is a constant ring in everyones ears as they feel the cold wind chill their bones.
There was no conversation or banter tonight everyone ready to drop dead when they got back to base. Prices cigar smoke wafts through the air making it smell warm like his office.
Your body feels like it was pushed to its very limit, the muscles relax despite the hard metal. The helicopter blades are deafening even with the headphones on. Despite that your eyes start to flutter shut, you try and fight it but its been a long day.
With a small bump your head lands on Johnnys shoulder and you are out like a light. Johnny jumps a little surprised but he immediately stills. A small smile creeps onto his face as he wraps his arm around your waist.
He rests his head against yours yawning, feeling the same pull to slumber as you did.
“Have a good sleep bonnie, I’ll see ya when ah wake up”
He pulls you just a tad bit closer feeling comfort with you by your side. With one more yawn he succumbs to sleep letting himself dream.
Fluff!
COD boys snuggle up with you!
Just imagine being cuddled by them in bed. You don’t know whos chest your head is laying on or whos arm is draped around your waist, all you know is that you’re in heaven. You can feel sleep pull at you like a sinking anchor below the tides. Before the current pulls you down to a soft slumber you admire the men around you.
The moonlight shimmers through the window allowing you to see their handsome faces. Kyle’s face is warm as the sun as he quietly talks to Johnny. The both of them have an hand on your shoulder rubbing their thumbs softly against your smooth slin. Johns eyes are closed but the calloused hand lightly petting you lets you know hes still awake. Simon is sitting behind you, you can feel his steady breath and heartbeat. His body is warm and you can’t help but melt at the feeling.
Your eyes start to flutter shut as the world goes dark. Just as your mind drifts to slumber you swear you can feel a soft kiss or two against your forehead. You may ask in the morning but all they’ll say is you must’ve had a good dream.
Ive started a new job and havent been able to type but heres a quick thing.
Not edited, no warnings.
Imagine working at the same base as the 141 but having a basic job rather than having important missions like them. You’re in logistics making sure missions have enough planes, supplies, amongst other things. You’ve never worked with any team, just completing assignments from your boss. What you dont realize is that the 141 has taken interest in you.
Its starts with Price coming into the office to go over the plans for an upcoming mission, what he didnt expect was for a pretty bird to appear. You had come into your bosses office to drop off updated information. You were so sweet and respectful he couldn’t help but remember your pretty face.
After Price, the others slowly started being aware of your presence on base. You were always scurrying around with a handful of papers in a rush to do whatever your boss told you to do. They couldnt help but love your presence knowing that behind the scenes you were helping them during their missions.
You may not know it yet but you’re part of the 141 whether you like it or not.
felt bored and decided to make johnny on c.ai🤭
haii could you write something about having to have a fake relationship with johnny cade but u end up catching feelings? nsfw maybe? thank youuuuu
⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ i'm not in love
— johnny cade x reader
song 𝄞 i'm not in love by 10cc
warnings: language, pnv, nsfw
it was meant to be a simple favour, one that lasted a week at most. but of course, things never go the way you plan.
"you want me to what?" your best friend practically shrieked, his cheeks flushed.
"just for a week, maybe a few days? please Johnny." you begged, clasping your hands together. he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
"I mean.. I guess.." he said reluctantly, not because he didn't want to do it, but because it was going to be hard, and it was going to hurt.
earlier that week, you had seen your ex-boyfriend flaunting some other girl, and it made you jealous more than anything. the way he presented her like a trophy, as if he had won the prize for biggest douchebag and worst ex-boyfriend. you wanted to get him back, so you did the only thing that you thought of in that moment.
you asked your best friend, Johnny Cade, if he would pretend to date you. it'll be easy you thought to yourself.
you and Johnny were each others best friend. a day rarely went by where you hadn't seen each other for at least for a second. you told each other anything and everything, well... almost everything.
Johnny liked you, no, he loved you. at first, he figured he felt that way because you were one of the first people to show that they truly cared for him. he assumed that as time went on, the feeling would go away and would turn more platonic, but it never did.
every time you turned away from him, he'd stare. every time you'd laugh, he'd smile and fall asleep thinking about it later that night. he loved everything about you, even your flaws which he would always protest that you didn't have.
as the years went by, he always tried to send you small hints about his feelings, but you'd never catch on. either because they were too subtle or you wanted to ignore them, it didn't matter.
what mattered was that as soon as he saw you with another boy, his arm around your waist as you laughed together and stared at one another affectionately, he knew that he had lost. "man, don't worry about her. listen, I can hook you up with this girl I know. she's from-" Dally rambled after Johnny had told him what he'd saw.
of course, Dally didn't really pick up on Johnny's heartbreak as Dallas Winston himself was rarely heartbroken. when he went to Ponyboy about it, he was more empathetic. still, he didn't quite understand. nobody understood, because the only person who only ever truly understood him.. was you.
now, as he stood outside on the Curtis porch late at night, smoking a cigarette by your side, he couldn't help but feel his heart break even more at your request.
he shrugged it off as if it were nothing, but it wasn't just nothing. he knew that this whole idea would be a disaster, because he knew that every time you two would hug or "kiss", in your mind, it was fake. but oh how Johnny wished so desperately that it was real.
"so uh.." Johnny began, exhaling smoke through his nose, "what do we do? together- I mean."
"we do what couples do" you shrugged, but Johnny's face contorted into confusion. Johnny had never been in a relationship, ever. so the idea of doing "couple things" was foreign to him. "oh, right. well, we hug.. we touch.. maybe kiss?"
kiss? Johnny thought to himself, but it's just fake kisses, right? she ain't mean the real thing?
although the idea of kissing his crush wasn't unappealing, it was daunting. he was paranoid, paranoid that you would see through his nonchalant facade and see the real him. you'd see that he was really, truly in love with you.
later that week, you both went to a party where to you first showed off your new "relationship" and made yourselves public.
and when you saw your ex stare at the both of you with his new girl by his side, you pulled Johnny in for a passionate kiss without thinking. and instead of it being a quick peck, it turned into a full make out session on the couch.
you weren't sure what got a hold of you, but you weren't complaining all that much. he was a surprisingly good kisser despite not being very experienced (from your knowledge) and his taste was addicting. when your lips touched his, you felt your stomach flutter and heart pound as if.. it felt.. real.
when you first kissed Johnny, he felt as though he were in a dream, and at any minute he was going to wake up. he was in a love sick daze as your tongues intertwined and his hands found their way to your waist as your hands climbed into his hair.
after a few minutes, you pulled away and looked back to see your ex fuming, bringing a smile to your face. however, when you looked back at Johnny, his expression was anything but happy.
he pulled you off of him gently, clearly upset. "you okay Johnny? i'm sorry if that was too much, I-"
"nah, it ain't that. don't worry about it" he shrugged you off, staring off into the crowd of the party. after a few minutes of awkward silence between the two of you, he cleared his throat and got up. "um.. imma.. go get us a drink."
after that night, you two continued your little scheme— but every time you would pull him into a kiss or hold his hand, you couldn't help but feel warm inside. it was if it was meant to be real, it felt right. the way your hands perfectly fit his, the way your lips melded together as if they were made for each other. but every time you'd pull away, that all faded. you'd remember what you had set out to do, as did Johnny. still, that feeling never went away. and as the days passed, the feeling grew stronger until you had almost forgotten why you were faking it in the first place.
"so, Johnny" you began, Johnny sitting across from you, sipping his coke whilst listening intently. "there's another party this weekend and.. he's gonna be there. we should go yeah?"
Johnnys shoulders dropped, "sure.." he said unenthusiastically.
"you okay?" you asked, fiddling with the wrapping of your straw. it seemed to you that recently, whenever you devised a plan, he wasn't that into it. it was as if he didn't want to continue on with the act out of boredom.. or.. something else?
"how much longer are we gonna be doin' this for?" he asked in a frustrated tone, causing you to be taken back a bit.
"uh.. I don't know, a week maybe?"
"okay, well you said that last week and the week before that. and no offence bab- y/n," he caught himself, realising you two weren't acting at that moment. still, him almost calling you that made your heart flutter. "I don't think he really... cares" he clears his throat, shifting uncomfortably in the seat of the booth.
those words hurt you a little, because he was right. whenever you saw your ex, he stopped looking at you. whenever you kissed or hugged Johnny in front of him, he barely bat an eye. but what hurt you the most was that you knew that your ex didn't care anymore, you didn't even care anymore. you just didn't want this trip to end, because whether or not you wanted to admit it to yourself, you liked Johnny as more than a friend. you wanted to keep kissing him and hold hands as a real couple, not a fake one.
"okay well.. maybe if we just give it a few more days he will come back ar-" you started, but Johnny cut you off by slamming cash down on the table before grabbing his jean jacket and leaving the Diner, no further words exchanged.
you felt so guilty, so guilty that you were leading him on. that you clearly had feelings for him that you were too cowardly to say out loud.
you knew that he was over it, and you knew that there was no point in continuing the act. so, you decided to do the only thing that seemed right.
"Johnny.." you said from behind him as he sat on the porch of the Curtis home.
things had been tense between the two of you, and whenever you would both get together with the gang, they could tell that something was up. they knew about your plan, they also knew how Johnny felt about you. so when you began to act weird around one another, they could already tell what had happened.
when you sat beside Johnny, you could hear the gang talking about it inside the house despite the front door being closed, their rowdy voices booming.
"listen Johnny, this ain't working. I think you're right, he doesn't care anymore. so.. there's no point, y'know? i'm sorry I.. dragged this on." you stated, staring at him, only this time, he didn't stare back. he kept his eyes on the path leading up to the house, a cigarette hanging from his lips.
"let's talk about this at yours" he said, standing up and snuffing the cigarette bud out with his shoe. he walked out the gate, forcing you to follow after him.
the walk to the house was quiet and awkward, making you feel tense and almost embarrassed. as soon as the both of you entered your empty home, Johnny immediately pulled you into him, smashing his lips onto yours without warning. even though it took you by surprise, it didn't take long for you to kiss him back. "what was that for?" you whispered after he pulled away.
"i'm tired of pretending." he whispered back before pulling you back into him.
both of you continued kissing as you made your way down the hallway toward your bedroom, bumping into picture frames as you tore off each others clothes.
you didn't bother to close the door of your bedroom as you lived alone, instead flopping onto your mattress and clean linen sheets.
by this point you and Johnny were now stripped down to your undergarments. Johnny laid sloppy and rough kisses against your neck, ones that were sure to leave a display of marks. he slowly began to kiss down your chest, fondling your breasts over your bra as he looked up at you for permission to take it off. you nodded, arching your back as he slipped his hands behind and unclipped the clasp.
you pulled off your bra, tossing it onto the floor. Johnny stared for a moment, almost in awe, before immediately latching his mouth onto one of your nipples whilst his fingers worked on the other. you whimpered at the sensation, running your fingers through his dark locks.
Johnny was practically in heaven. ever since he had developed feelings for you, he has wanted nothing more than feel you close, to feel your skin against his. and every time you'd wear a shirt that showed cleavage or outlined your curves, his mind would wander to places that he would never want to admit.
after a few moments, you pulled Johnny in for another kiss before pulling away, both of you panting and breathless. "you sure you wanna do this?" you asked, and he nodded.
as you reached over to your drawer to pull out a condom, and before you placed it onto his length, Johnny grabbed your wrist, stopping you. "is this real?" he asked nervously.
you stared deep into his beautiful, brown, sorrowful eyes. they looked as if they were pleading with you to say yes. and as you thought and reflected about you and Johnny, you began to feel all of the suppressed emotions from long ago. you liked Johnny, you always had. but it was more than that now, it was love. when you had developed your feelings, you pushed them down as you didn't want to mess up your friendship. but no matter what, they always lingered. through every look, every touch, every hug, every kiss— even if they were all fake— they were also real.
"yes. it's real." you whispered with a smile, cupping his face, "I love you"
"I love you too." he whispered back as he held your hand in his whilst his other guided himself into you. you both let out a moan, though yours was more of a grimace as you had to adjust.
he hiked one of your legs over his hips, allowing him to get a better angle. you stared into his eyes as he held your hand, thrusting into you at a slow and steady pace. you let out soft moans as he would let out whimpers and grunts, fuelling each other further. "god you fit me so well baby" Johnny whispered into your ear before peppering sweet kisses onto the crook of your neck.
"feels.. so.. good" you croaked as he continued to fuck you, hitting all the right places.
"I know sweetheart, I know" he whispered gingerly, his thumb stroking your cheek as he admired your face and its features.
"faster please" you whimpered, and he obeyed, speeding up without a moments thought.
you immediately began moaning louder, as did he. your grip on one another's bodies got tighter, as did your walls around him. you could feel a pleasurable warmth swelling in your stomach, one that would only come around when you were on the edge of orgasm.
"i'm gonna.. cum" you whimpered, your nails digging into Johnnys back as his tip continued to kiss that spot within you over and over.
"I know baby, but can you be a good girl and hold it for me?" he asked, almost sympathetically, as if he wasn't the one fucking your brains out and making your mind go fuzzy. you didn't say anything, only nodding and whimpering in response.
after a few more rough thrusts along with Johnny's moans getting increasingly louder. Johnny nodded at you, allowing you to both let go together. he continued to thrust, slowing down as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. "good girl, that's it."
he stayed inside you for a moment as you both caught your breath before he laid a kiss on your forehead and stood up, whispering a quick "gimmie a sec" before throwing the condom in the trash and walking to the bathroom.
you laid out on your bed in a fucked our daze, staring at the ceiling as you thought about what just happened. Johnny then returned with a damp, warm rag and began to clean up the mess that he made between your thighs. "did so good baby" he whispered as he kissed the inner parts of your thighs.
after tossing the rag to the side, he laid next to your, pulling you into him and laying soft kisses onto the top of your head, your face buried into the crook of his neck.
despite it being unexpected, you couldn't have been happier. you had finally gotten who you wanted all along, not your ex, but Johnny.
and despite needed to evaluate your relationship with him, you were too happy to care in that moment. cause it was just you and your sweet boy, your Johnny.
@r0seb100d @avroravia @johnnycadesslut @seilahdiaries
Cooking up some OC’s rn…might have them posted by tomorrow or sometime this week! 😝
Ultimate trio…what social classes should they be??? Mix of grease and Soc?
okay so hear me out on this one
so johnny and reader are in a situationship and they've like kissed before and stuff and he's like slept over at her house before but they didn't tell their friends, and then one night there's a party so they go to that and then johnny and reader get together at the party and all their friends see and cheer them on (this happened to me tonight 😽😽)
Ahhh ok this is my first time writing for Johnny!!! I hope you like it bc I’ve never written for him before!! 😭
~ Johnny Angel ~
warnings: drinking, kissing, cursing, mentioning of tobacco, etc.
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Johnny angel, you’re an angel to me
Johnny angel, how I love him
He’s got something I can’t resist
But he doesn’t even know that I exist
You had your eyes on Johnny Cade for a while. You’d watch him walk by in the crowded school hall ways. Your heart would flutter every time your eyes would meet in a quick glance that you thought lasted too long to be just a quick stare. You call yourself delusional but deep down you think Johnny might have the same feelings as you do.
You’re sat at your desk in your room trying to get through algebra homework. The frustration is getting to you because you can’t seem to concentrate on anything! Your manicured nails drum against your desk as you tap your pencil on your homework. Of course you waited last minute to do your homework because you were too busy thinking of…
Tap Tap
Your eyebrows furrowed and you leaned back on your desk chair. The sound was coming from the outside of your bedroom window. You quickly grabbed your pencil, just in case it’s some random old creep. You scurried over to your window before opening it up quickly and holding your pencil like it’s a knife.
“Hello?”
You were met with a confused and frightened smile.
“Uh- hi..what’re you doin’ with that pencil?”
You felt heat rise to your face with embarrassment. What were you thinking?
“Oh! This? Just homework. Come in, you’re probably freezing!”
You moved out of the way so Johnny could come in through your window. Your heart fluttered as you met his chocolate eyes…
“Sorry for comin’. My parents were fighting again..I just couldn’t take-”
You smiled softly and shook your head before sitting on the edge of your bed.
“It’s alright Johnny. You’re welcome here anytime.”
You sure meant it. You wish Johnny could stay here all the time. He smiled to himself before looking around your room before sitting down next to you on your bed. You looked over at him as he sat next to you. Your eyes roamed over his face then to the scar that formed from his forehead to his cheek. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and you’re pretty sure Johnny noticed your confused expression.
“Some Socs..”
You nodded your head slightly in understanding.
“They did that to you.?”
He nodded his head before glancing away from you.
“Some Soc with rings..him and his buddies just came and…”
You bit the inside of your cheek as you realized he was getting upset. You moved your hand to rest ontop of his.
“It’s alright, Johnny. I think you look like the toughest guy around town.”
His eyes met yours once again. You smiled softly and he did the same.
“Yea?”
“Definitely.”
He grinned and you could feel his eyes roam over your face. Before you knew it his soft lips were on yours. You swear you could’ve heard church bells ringing.
Johnny angel, how I want him
How I tingle when he passes by
Every time he says hello, my heart begins to fly
You, Bri and Jess walked down the cracked pavements of Tulsa. You weren’t paying attention to what they were saying at all your mind was somewhere else - or on someone else. Your heart fluttered as you thought about his eyes..his scars..his lips-
“Hey!”
You were met with Bri’s fingers snapping in your face.
“Did you hear what I said or are you too busy thinking about Johnboy?”
Jess snickered and shook her head.
“No Bri. That’s the other one. She’s thinking about Johnnycakeeee.”
You rolled your eyes trying to suppress a smile.
“No…not my type at all. He’s dirty…greasey…”
Bri grinned and Jess shook her head. They know you like him but you’ll never admit it to them.
“Just how I like em!”
Bri howled and Jess shoved her into you. You laughed and glanced ahead and you were met with two greasers heading down the street. Dallas Winston and Johnny Cade..
Dallas saw you guys and sauntered over with a grin, Johnny followed behind. But he grinned softly when he saw you. Dallas started talking up Bri and you could tell she loved every second of it. Jess just kept quiet eyeing up Dallas.
You met Johnny’s gaze and smiled.
“Hey.”
“Hi Johnnycake.”
He nodded his head and grinned.
“Dal told me there was a party tonight. It’s gonna be pretty tuff, wanna come?”
You could feel your pulse rush and you nodded your head. You couldn’t stop the stupid smile you had on your face.
“Mhm! Of course, can’t miss out on a party.”
He laughed and nodded his head.
“Right. Well I’ll see you there.”
With that he walked away following Dallas. You watched as he walked away and you just want to fly. But then you were met with Bri and Jess crossing their arms and giving you a “we knew it” expression.
“So…who’s going to a party that you magically got invited to by Johnboy?”
Jess and you groaned.
“It’s Johnny!”
You both say in unison.
“It’s just a party, ain’t nothing special. Plus I bet you’re going with Dallas Texas, huh?”
Bri smiled to herself as you purposefully confused Dallas’s name.
“Whatever. But we should give you a makeover.”
You smiled and glanced between Jess and Bri. Tonight could be the night. No. Tonight will be the night you and Johnny will be going steady.
I get carried away
I dream of him and me and how it’s gonna be
Other fellas call me up for a date
But I just sit and wait
You were sat at Jess’s vanity with your hair in rollers. Bri was laying down on the floor skimming through a magazine. Jess was looking through her closet for what you should wear.
“You know, Johnathan better say something tonight. I swear to god he has feelings for you but he’s too big of a baby to say anything!”
You agree with Bri but you haven’t told both of them that Johnny sneaks through your window almost every night, that he tells you everything he wants or hopes for. You never told them that you both lay down in the same bed and share stolen kisses. You haven’t told them that you’re in love with Johnny.
“Oh let it be Bri. John is a nice guy..the most of your worries should be Dallas.”
Bri shook her head before sipping on her coke.
“He’s just mistaken.”
You and Jess just laugh at Bri.
“Sure..mistaken. I guess that’s what you get called after jumping people six years younger than you.”
Bri laughed at your comment and Jess pulled out a black dress. Your eyes lit up as you looked at it.
“That’s so pretty!”
“Oh my god. She has to put that on right now!”
Which you of course did. The black shift dress fit you perfectly. Bri said Johnny would definitely have his attention all on you tonight and you just hope she’s right.
I’d rather concentrate on Johnny angel
‘Cause I love him and I pray that one day he’ll love me
The party’s loud and full of greasers. It’s some barn party where they are usually located. These type of parties are thrown by a couple greasers and word gets out and you’ll get about a thousand people in a smelly old barn. Usually the cops will show up because of underage drinking, drug use, just all the things greasers do.
The drinks were flowing and you stayed with your girls the whole time. You kept glancing around the party trying to find your greaser but you haven’t seen him yet. You guessed Bri and Jess noticed how your head would keep looking around the whole time.
“Hey! Just keep drinking you’ll feel better!”
Bri yelled over the music and you rolled your eyes.
“No! I’m not gonna do that when this whole room is practically filled with men!”
Jess nodded her head but Bri scoffed and passed you a red solo cup.
“Drink up bitch!!!”
Bri howled but her smile dropped when she saw Dallas in the corner of the room with some blond broad.
“That scumbag!”
Bri passed Jess her drink before hurrying over to Dallas. Bri is drunk and she most definitely has the guts to fight but she just can’t. Especially when it’s Dallas.
“You should go get some air. I’ll go keep an eye on Bri.”
Jess smiled reassuringly and you smiled back. You walked outside and felt the cool night breeze. You leaned up against the barn, your head spinning from the loud music and the heavy smell of alcohol.
“There you are.”
Your head perked up and there he was in all his glory. Johnny.
“I thought you didn’t show, got worried.”
You smiled and shook your head.
“Of course I showed. I thought you didn’t.”
“Nah, I just needed some air. Dal went to go talk to Sylvia for a bit and I thought it was best to leave the scene.”
You laughed in agreement.
“Yea, I needed to get away from the party too. Bri’s drunk and ready to fight.”
He laughed and leaned against the wall next to you. You looked up at the night stars and you felt like this should be the time for him to say something. He has to!
“Johnny, do you ever think about us? Like going steady?”
You didn’t even comprehend that you had said something to him. Great. He looked at you and slowly started nodding his head.
“Of course..I mean- as soon as I saw you walk in with that gorgeous smile I knew we had to go steady.”
You raised your eyebrows. Is he trying to be chivalrous? You smiled to yourself and tilted your head.
“Did you learn that from Sodapop?”
“He said it’d work.”
“It sure did.”
He smiled and grabbed your hand.
“Come on, let’s go back. I gotta show everyone I’ve gotten the prettiest girl in Tulsa.”
Your heart fluttered and you both walked back into the party hand in hand. You were met with the sound of loud music, the smell of tobacco but the smiling faces of Jess and Bri. Dallas had his arm over Bri’s shoulders and he grinned at Johnny.
“I knew it! Dallas I told you!”
Bri squealed and Dallas shook his head. You laughed and glanced over at Johnny but he was already looking at you.
“Jess call all the people we know. We’re gonna have us a greaser wedding!”
That’s just how a simple ol’ greaser barn party became one of the most memorable places to you and Johnny.
And together we’ll see
just how Heaven will be
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I literally can’t stop thinking abt the end of “Shakespeare”..I’ve been heartbroken by it for a year now.“Before my time” is such an amazing one too!! I love that whole series and was so heartbroken too!! Also please check out “In another life” by @callme-holly ! Her writings are so amazing please show some love!! 💕
All these writers are amazing and so talented please go show some support to them on Wattpad or if they have a blog on tumblr!! 💗
hi! maybe you can write about “the way things go” by beabadoobee with soda or darry! please :)
@whitemanswh0r3
Of course!!! I actually had ideas for the both of them but I choose…
The Way Things Go…
~Sodapop C x reader~
warnings: war, death, angst, etc.
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And there’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy
And there’s too much on my mind that I don’t even want to try
Guess it’s not far from the ordinary, they do say love is blind
But I guess that’s the way things go
You had your eye on Soda for a while now, always have and always will. But the worse part is he isn’t even yours. He’s Sandy’s. She’s pretty but it doesn’t make up for her personality. You’ve caught her talking to Tony during gym and you were itching to tell Soda when school ended. But of course she got to him first, he’d never belive you anyway. Sandy’s his girlfriend you aren’t.
But that changed when she got pregnant and moved to Florida in ‘65. You knew it was Tony’s baby but you didn’t have the heart to tell him that then or ever. Now you’ve gotten his attention that you’ve been longing for since high school. By now Soda would have already been engaged to Sandy since the class of ‘66 had graduated three years back. You wonder if Soda had ever had the same thoughts about you as he did with Sandy.
The record spun round and round as it played the soft hum of “I’ll be seeing you” by Jimmy Durante. Soda had his eyes on yours as you both swayed together to the slow, romantic song. You smiled softly as your arms wrapped around his neck.
“I love you, Pepsi-Cola.”
He grinned when you confessed to him the words you have many times before.
“I love you too..that’s why I gotta tell you somethin’.”
You raised your eyebrows at that. He seems happy..is he actually doing it? Is he proposing?
“I..got drafted. I’m gonna be fightin’ in Vietnam..”
You froze as he said that. Your whole world felt like it had crashed. You knew about the war going on, everyone did, but you didn’t think he would get drafted.
“Hey, hey. Don’t worry, everything will be ok. I’ll write to you everyday and it’ll be like I never left.”
You shook your head and you felt the tightness in your throat and the sting in your eyes.
“No, Soda. This isn’t alright! You can’t just tell me you’ve gotten drafted to war and say everything will be ok.”
He shook his head and cupped his hands around your face to make you look up at him. He was hurting as much as you were but you knew he’d never show it, he had to stay strong.
“Shh..I promise I’ll make it back to my girl. I love you, you know that I always keep my promises.”
He tried to smile at you but his chin quivered as your glossy eyes met his. You knew this draft would affect your relationship, but you’ll never know how until the day comes.
Can’t remember how to say your name
Let alone count all the freckles on your face
A distant memory that I used to know
Oh, I guess that’s just the way things go
The train station is crowded it’s like the whole town is here and you can’t help but wander how it’ll be like when it’s time to pick them up four years from now. You fiddle with your necklace around your neck as you watch Sodapop say goodbye to each of his buddies one by one. Your heart aches as you watch Soda’s face. He’s smiling but it never meets his eyes. His eyes aren’t bright like they usually are and you doubt they’ll ever be again.
You shift on your feet as Soda stands infront of you. He puts his duffel bag down on the ground next to him and he tilts his head as he looks at you. He’s already wearing his uniform.. military uniform. You feel like you’re going to break down right now and you belive Soda feels the same exact way.
“Soda, let’s just run away! Come on, let’s go now. Let’s just ditch this whole thing-”
He shook his head and cupped your face with one hand so he could wipe away any stray tears.
“We can’t. I can’t.”
The train horn blew once again and your stomach turned. You shake your head and the tears pool in your eyes.
“Soda, don’t leave. Don’t leave me please.”
You begged him to stay but all he could do was pull you into his arms and let you cry into his chest. Your hands clung to his body like it could keep him there with you until forever. He pulled back just a bit to see your face. He smiled and grabbed something out of his pocket.
“Hey…I got somethin’ for ya. I want you to have it so if you ever miss me you can wear it.”
He pulled out a ring box and he opened it. It’s a ring band..an engagement ring.
“Soda…”
He looked like he was going to break down but he kept his smile as he looked at you, the smile never meeting his eyes. He took the ring out of the small box and put it on your finger.
“When I get back we’ll get married. I’ll make it fancier than somethin’ like this train station. Promise.”
You looked down at the ring on your finger before tackling him into another hug. But that was cut short by the conductor blowing the horn and yelling for people to get on the train. Jerk.
“Don’t go!”
Soda quickly grabbed his duffle bag before running to the train. You stifled a laugh but the tears ran down your face. He got on the train and the gang stayed with you, of course they would. You all stared at the train but your head snapped when you heard your name from an open train window and a smiling Sodapop Curtis.
“Bring her up here, I never got to give a proper goodbye to my girl!”
You laughed and hurried over. The group helped you up and your lips connected with your lovely boyfriends. You wished this could have lasted forever but nothing good ever does.
“I love you to the moon and back.”
Soda grins against your lips before leaning back.
“I love you more than all the stars in the sky.”
The train horn whistles a final blow before it starts moving against the tracks. The boys hoist you down and Sodas head still sticks out the train window. He puts his arm out too which lead to him waving like crazy.
“I’ll write to ya’ll!! Keep a Coke in the icebox until I come back!”
Oh, I guess that’s just the way things go
Can’t remember when you said you called
Miles away and it’s still my fault
The love you said you had, it sometimes showed
Oh, I guess that’s the way things go
The letters flowed from week to week. You loved reading how Sodapop got along with all his new buddies and it made you smile. You read about how much he missed you, how he longed for these four years to be over so he could come back home and get married…
Three years and six months. That’s how long Soda has been in Vietnam and now you’ve got about a thousand letters in a huge box dedicated to him. But one day in June the letters just stopped. You waited and waited for just a letter. One letter is all you need but it never came.
You sat on the Curtis brothers porch in the hot weather of July. You fidgeted with the engagement ring on your finger. Your mind drifts off as you stare down at your ring. You imagine the life you are going to have with him but your dreams are cut off by six boots infront of you. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion.
“Soda?”
But when you lift your head up you’re met with three sorrowful soldiers. One soldier infront holding a military uniform with the name tag “Soda Curtis”.
He sure did keep his promise of coming back but not in the way you expected. The Coke that’s in the ice box will never be touched because that’s the very last thing Soda told the gang to do. You now have his military uniform and the shining band around your finger you vowed to never take off. You just wish he had something of yours so in his final moments he’d always have apart of you…
Oh, I guess that’s the way things go
There’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy
And there’s too much on my mind that I don’t even want to try
Guess it’s not far from the ordinary, they do say love is blind
But I guess that’s the way things go
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Norman F Rockwell
D Winston x reader
Warnings : toxic relationships , toxic men , mentions of sexual topics , drinking , Dallas Winston
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God damn, man child
You fucked me so good that I almost said “I love you”
You were laid down in your floral sheets, your mind no longer filled with self conscious or nervous thoughts as your boyfriend laid down next to you. Your breathing had calmed down and your eyes scanned over Dally’s face. He had a proud grin on his lips like he had just won the lottery, you don’t know whether to be proud or regret the whole thing. Dallas had sat up resting his bare back against your headboard. He seems bored but how can he be after how you both showed all of your love?
You sat up next to Dallas and smiled. He glanced back at you and raised an eyebrow.
“What?”
“Nothing…it’s just I wanted to tell you I-”
He got off of your bed and began to get back into his clothes, not even paying attention to what you have to say.
“Mhm, sounds great doll.”
You just sat there, just watching him as he pulled on his leather jacket and lit up a cancer stick. He put his boots back on and cleared his throat as he met your gaze again. You somehow smiled as you met his eyes but it wasn’t returned. It never will be.
“Uh..same time tomorrow?”
You nodded your head slowly not being able to comprehend the reality that he doesn’t love you. You just can’t comprehend that he’s using you…
You’re fun and you’re wild
But you don’t know the half of the shit you put me through
You of course decided to go to one of Bucks parties as Dal’s girl. You knew he felt proud with his arm slung around your shoulders as you both walked into the busy and messy bar. You obviously know what your purpose is for the night, you’re here for Dallas..so you have to have fun. You have to listen to him and not make a scene. You have to be perfect. He walked around the party with you at his hip the whole night. You sat in his lap as he talked to his Greaser buddies, he talked about his wild adventures and he played pool. It felt like how it was supposed to, it was supposed to be a fun, crazy party. It was of course but the night turned when the drinks came along.
You lost Dallas in the big crowd and now you’re alone. You’re alone in a crowded bar with guys you don’t even know around you. You came to be perfect for your boyfriend, to show him you’re everything he needs. But you second guess your perfectness when you see him with another girl. He’s got her pinned to the wall with his hands on her hips and in one blink of an eye his lips are on hers.
You froze as you stared at the scene happening across the bar.
“He’s just drunk” you tell yourself.
But when you’re walking out of the warm bar by yourself into the cold night. You second guess if he even does love you. But every time you think that you always say “He’ll change.” But the change hasn’t came yet and you’re still waiting for it.
Your poetry’s bad and you blame the news
But I can’t change that and I can’t change your mood
Dallas had come over after a few weeks of ignoring you. You’re the one that reaches out to him and you had after the party but he never called back. He never reached out asking if you were ok or if you wanted him to pick you up from school. Nothing.
But the reason why he did come over wasn’t for apologizing about kissing a girl in the same room as you, but for a hookup. You guess he got bored of all the other girls so now he’s going back to someone he knows will give in so easily, and you give in. Every. Single. Time.
“Come on, Doll. It’ll be quick. ‘Just wanna spend time with my girl.”
Your breathed hitched in your throat as he put his hands on your hips, his hands moving up and down your sides.
“I don’t know Dal..I’ve got a headache.”
His eyebrows furrowed at your comment and he shook his head.
“Headache? Great. It’s always something with you, huh?”
You looked up at him and felt your heart race. You feel like you’ve screwed up because now he’s pissed. He’s pissed he can’t get in your pants and he’s going to turn it all on you.
“Sorry Dal, it’s just-”
He scoffed and raised his hands in mock surrender.
“Whatever, man. You don’t wanna spend time with your guy? I get it, I know when I’m not wanted.”
He began to step away from you but you know he won’t leave because you’re wrapped around his fingers.
“Wait. I do wanna spend time with you. I’m fine..it’s okay.”
And that’s how he’s gotten full control over you. He knows you’ll let him use you. He knows he’ll get whatever he wants from you because he has full control.
‘Cause you’re just a man
It’s just what you do
Your head in your hands as you color me blue.
Yea, you’re just a man all through and through
Your head in your hands as you color me blue
No matter where you go with Dallas it feels like you can’t leave him. You can’t leave his side because you know he’ll find someone better than you. He’ll show them off like he used to with you, but now he already has you and there’s no fun in that.
Goddamn man child
You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two
Self loathing poet, resident Laurel Canton, know it all
You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you
But I don’t get bored, I just see you through
Dallas had been talking to his buddies at the bar, Sodapop Curtis, Steve Randle and Two-bit Mathew’s. But something changed when the girls started walking in and started a conversation with everyone else except Dallas. His brows furrowed and his mouth twitched into a sneer. You were sat at the bar just watching Dal’s face turn in annoyance and you couldn’t help but wonder, “why would no one pay attention to him?”
Dallas had caught your eyes and sauntered over to you, his sneer turning into a grin. He sat next to you in the empty seat, that was his earlier until he left you to go talk to his friends.
“What’s up with you, sweetie?”
And that’s how the night had started. You listened to his New York accent drawl as he spoke about his flashy and wild decisions back in New York. He’s told you them before but you don’t mind. You could listen to him talk forever. You know he’s drunk and that might be why he’s paying you so much attention and repeating the things he has told you many times before.
“You’re a real broad, huh?”
You smiled to yourself and couldn’t help but giggle like a little school girl.
“Yea..you’re some hot broad, Cherry.”
Why wait for the best when I can have you?
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Please send some requests of what
you girlies would like next!!
The one that got away…
D Winston x reader
Warnings: angst , death , guns , etc.
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“Used to steal your parents liquor and climb to the roof”
“Talk about our future like we had a clue”
You perched yourself up on the top of your roof with that crippling anxiety of falling off in the back of your mind. Dallas was already sitting up there with a bottle of whiskey, that he stole from your parent’s stash in the basement, with that careless grin plastered on his face. You moved a bit closer to him as your eyes scanned the whole neighborhood.
“The west side.”
Dallas murmured under his breath with disgust but it left when his eyes met you.
“Never thought I’d be sitting on some Socs roof without spray paint or a sledge hammer.”
You rolled your eyes and turned your gaze back to him then down to the whiskey bottle.
“Well you are. Plus, you stole my parent’s whiskey out of their basement!”
“Pfft- whatever, man. I would’ve just stolen it at a store anyway. Don’t matter if it’s your daddy’s liquor.”
With that he took a swig out of the whiskey bottle. You grimaced at him, how disgusting you thought. He smirked when he pulled the bottle back from his lips before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Take a swig, Doll. Ain’t gonna kill ya.”
You looked at the whiskey bottle that he was shaking in his hand like it was a piece of candy. You hesitated as he told you to drink it. You didn’t want but you took it from his hand, anyway.
“You only live once.”
He smirked and nodded before turning his head to look at that rich neighborhood that he’ll despise til the day he dies.
“Atta girl! Next thing you know you’re gonna be wearing leather jackets and carrying a blade wit’ ya.”
You shook your head and your face looked like you just ate a fresh lemon after you took a swig. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand before passing the bottle back to Dallas.
“Here, I don’t think I can drink anymore.”
He shrugged his shoulders before snatching the bottle out of your hand and giving the bottle another quick swig. You pulled your knees into your chest as you stared out into the neighbor hood. The clean streets, the polished mustangs, the rich houses, it doesn’t mean anything to you but to people like Dallas..that just means you’re a stuck up baby. You cleared your throat.
“I hope my parents don’t find out about this. You know, sitting up on the roof with a bottle of their whiskey..with a hoodlum.”
He stared at you as you spoke before snorting like this whole thing was a huge joke.
“God, who gives a shit if they find out? What’re they gonna do, huh? Call the fuzz? Ban me from seeing my girl? Pfft- no way.”
You shrugged your shoulders hesitantly.
“Yea but..it was just a ‘what if’. Like..what if they do?”
“Well ain’t nothing gonna stop me from seeing my girl. If they try I ain’t gonna give two shits! No way, man.”
You smiled as you turned your head to look at him and just as expected he was looking right back at you.
“You mean it?”
“You know damn well I meant every word. And so what if they don’t accept us? Shit, I got a brain, I know people and I know places where we can go.”
Dallas isn’t good at expressing his feelings and I guess this was his way of saying “I love you”? But you don’t think he’d ever say that to you, not now or til the day he dies. He’s got a reputation to keep up, remember?
“Never planned that one day I’d be losing you”
“Dallas you can’t be going, you’re already injured your gonna get hurt-”
He was pacing back and forth in your living room before snapping his head back to you.
“Hey! I’m goin’, man, and you can’t tell me shit, you hear? I’m gonna’ fight for Johnny, those boys need me. I don’t care if you like it or not.”
His words stung as he starred daggers into your eyes. This doesn’t feel right, not at all. But before you could respond to his coldness he rushed out of your house..not even with a goodbye.
That’s why now you’re running down your perfect paved streets barefoot, with your breathing frantic. You had gotten a frantic call from Darrel Curtis saying that Dallas is doing something stupid and you need to head to the vacant lot. You tried to be quick as you ran, but you kept stumbling over your own feet. You hurriedly tried to run to the lot as you saw a group of boys running infront of you. You ran past them as you panted trying to get some air in your aching body but what you saw made your breathing stop. Cops…guns..Dallas. Dallas holding a heater at the cops?
Crack
The gun shot rang through the silent night.
Dal’s body tumbled down the hill and fell on the cold, cracked road. The yells and screams from the gang surrounded you. The feeling of the cold air made you feel like you were frozen in place. You were too late, everyone was.
“In another life”
“I’d be your girl”
“We’d keep all our promises”
“Be us against the world”
The crisp new autumn air tugged on your hair as you headed to a place you never thought would. Dally’s grave. You sat down next to him as you looked up at the setting sky. Normally it would never be this quiet between the two of you, but now it’s just one left. All you’re left with are your thoughts or ‘what if’s’. But you knew Dallas would have ended up this way no matter what you did right or wrong. You just wish it didn’t happen so soon.
“In another life”
“I would make you stay”
“So I don’t have to say you were”
“The one that got away”
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~Fooled Around and
Fell in Love~
D Winston x reader
So..this song Fooled Around And Fell In Love by Elvin Bishop reminds me so much of Dallas Winston x reader??
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Explanation + imagine :
So obvi Dally is a tough guy and has that cold, tough demeanor. He obvi doesn’t care about anyone but himself..except for Johnny. Do you really think he’d care about any of the girls he had hooked up with?? No!
But!
I honestly do think if Dal was falling for one of his girls he’d try being near them 24/7! He’d def try to get a rise out of them before distancing himself when he feels like he has gotten too attached. Like this boy will avoid you at all costs..I’m not exaggerating.
The song lyrics for from that playboy to someone who is head over heels for someone he wasn’t supposed to! But of course knowing Dallas Winston he def would not admit his feelings to anybody..or himself!
But I do imagine the gang teasing him because he is so damn obviously in love with this sweet amazing girl! But he’ll just brush it off saying it’s just another broad of his.
The Diner
The Diner bell rings as the front door swings open. In comes Dallas Winston and his two Greaser buddies, completely filling the calm atmosphere with trouble and chaos. Your shift was going great since it’s one of those slow Sunday afternoons, but when Dallas slid into his booth and looked over at you with that careless grin..you knew your shift was ruined.
Dallas leaned back against his booth with his legs sprawled out under the table. He had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, completely ignoring the no smoking sign at the front. His two buddies sat across from him. One of his buddies looked about 14 and too young to be hanging out with a person like Dallas. The other looked 16 and shaken, he has scars on his face and looks like a beat up puppy.
You sighed to yourself as you grabbed your notepad and your pen before gathering the courage to go over to the Greaser table. You smiled as you made your way over before stopping at their table with your notepad in hand.
“Hello boys, how’re ya’ll? Would you guys like to hear our specials for today?”
You kept it light and sweet even though you dreaded serving Dally. He’s trouble and you know it, he knows it. But somehow he always seems to be wherever you are or just trying to get a rise out of you on purpose. That might be why he’s here now, sitting in your seating area, with a smirk on his lips and a gleam in his eye.
“Hey, honey. I don’ need to hear any of that crap..all I need to know is if you’re on the menu.”
You grimaced at his comment. That sentence just proved that this person is in fact Dallas Winston.
“Uh..no. But you need to stop smoking in here, Dallas. There’s a sign out front.”
You turned your head to the front entrance before pointing at the sign, then glancing back at him.
“No smoking inside the diner.”
He scoffed and shook his head, like you’re making this whole thing up.
“Why the hell would I listen to a sign about what I can and can’t do?”
You glanced at the boys that sat across from Dal, then back at Dallas. His protest is stupid and this whole thing is a waste of your time.
“Well your decisions will affect the people sitting here and I won’t be able to serve you boys if you’re smoking. Rules are rules, whether you like it or not.”
Dallas rolled his eyes before glancing back at the boys who sat across from him. He scoffed at their embarrassed and upset looks before putting his hands up in mock surrender.
“Sure, whatever you say honey.”
He took the cigarette out of his mouth before putting it out on the table, his eyes never leaving yours. You rolled your eyes at this action and looked at the two boys that sat across from him. You smiled sweetly before clicking your pen as you got ready to write.
“What would you cuties like to drink?”
The smaller boy, with green eyes, smiled before glancing at Dallas then at the menu.
“Uh..can I get a Pepsi, please?”
You nodded your head as you wrote down his order before glancing at the boy next to him. The boy next to him is the one with the scars and looks like a beat up puppy.
“What about you, hun?”
He smiled before glancing down at the menu then at Dallas. Dallas spoke up.
“He wants a Coke, Doll.”
You nodded your head and wrote down his order before glancing back at Dallas Winston.
“What would you like, Dallas?”
He smirked and sat up in his seat as he locked eyes with you.
“One coffee, but I don’t want any of that sugar crap. Just black, sweetie.”
He winked as he said one of the many nicknames he gives you, with that thick New York accent. Somehow, the nicknames roll off his tongue like warm butter. He has this crooked grin on his lips that makes you almost want to melt to your knees.
“Alright. So..just a plain black coffee, a Pepsi and a Coke?”
You glanced at the table and the two boys nodded their head. You were about to walk off to grab their drinks but Dallas stopped you by his big ass boot being in the way. You locked eyes with Dallas before raising an eyebrow.
“You forgot something, Doll”
You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before glancing down at your notepad. You slowly shook your head.
“No..? I got all the drinks down-”
“You forgot to give me your number.”
Your lips made a thin line out of annoyance. You really don’t want to be dealing with Dallys bullshit right now.
“Lay off, Winston”
You huffed and walked away with your notepad gripped in your hand.
Dallases eyes never left you as you scurried away from his table. He has this dumb grin on his lips because he knew he hit your boiling point. He got just what he wanted..well almost all of it. He still wants a chance, but he knows you’ll never give him one.
He turned back around in his seat but when he did he was met with two young boys grinning. Dal furrowed his eyebrows.
“What the hell are you guys smiling at?”
Pony perked up but was careful with how he spoke or whispered.
“Dal has a crush…”
Dallas scoffed and shook his head before glancing back at where you were, this made Ponyboy and Johnny snicker. Dals head snapped back towards them before he spoke up.
“You better shut the hell up, man, before I smack you both into next week.”
- And that’s how, just maybe, Dallas Winston had fallen for someone he shouldn’t -
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