Dallas Listens To The Fray. Tell Me I’m Wrong And You Will Walk The Plank.

HEYYYY could I request a

Dallas x reader were the reader is a kick boxer hcs please and thx bookie😜

Of course my love! Anything for my cutie mutual! <3

How can I even begin?

Dallas Winston with a kickboxer girlfriend was the relationship nobody knew they needed.

Dal watched as he sat in the chair that was placed in the corner of your garage, watching you contently as you swung punches at the punching bag.

He tried to play it off like he wasn't that interested.

But he just loved the way you threw punches as sweat rolled down your body.

It kind turned him on if we're being honest.

"Any competitions comin' up?" He asked, trying to push away his dirty thoughts.

You punched the bag one more time, shaking your arms out as you wiped your forehead.

"Nah. Just bored" You breathed out before kicking the punching bag.

He nodded, watching you as you did your routine.

He loves helping you out.

This includes going to practice with you.

Even though he didn't have a membership.

Your boxing class gave up on trying to kick him out a while ago.

He loved that you could handle yourself.

But don't tell him that you fake needing his help just so he has an ego boost.

It sounds mean but it's very sweet.

He loves being able to be your Superman.

But most of the time your his superwoman and it's so cute.

He gets so distracted at rumbles because of the way you fight, making him get a good beating.

But to him it was worth seeing you kick ass.

(This is short but I think I'm gonna go bigger for the next one <3 hope you like it

100 posts!

in my active era. Just for you guys

Dallas Winston x Black! Fem! Reader

Requested: Yes | No @heyitstial

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Desperate for interesting rusty James, Dallas Winston, Tex requestssssssssss <3

Fr tho. I'm about to die.

WOKE UP TO TELL YOU THIS LOL IK YOU CANT GET ENOUGH OF ME POOKIE WOOKIE MY LITTLE DALLAS WINSTON WHEN HE SAYS THE WORD "MAN" EXCESSIVELY (I'm Dallas, you're 'man') HGFCVHBJGYTFGVHBGYTFVBHGYF

@wannaseewhatshangin THIS MY QUEEN FR GIVE LOVE TO HER 🙏

Dallas with a s/o that likes to read <3

Dallas might only read when he’s alone.

But he knows you like to read.

When he sees a book at any store that you’ve been wanting he’ll steal get it for you<3 (ladies man yk what I’m sayin 🤭)

Since you like to read, You and ponyboy get along just fine.

Though Dallas is a very jealous protective boyfriend so when he sees you and pony getting along really well it kinda makes him overthink.

But ponyboy knows that if he even had a thought in his mind about plantin one on ya dally would kick his ass. Literally.

But all is good. At night when you two are alone, he falls asleep to you reading some book that he can’t remember the name of.

But he thinks it’s nice having you read to him. But don’t tell anybody 🤫

He likes listening to you talk about a book you like, he thinks your opinions are very nice to listen to. He loves it. Don’t stop talking.

If he had a dime (“do you have a dime?!” If yk yk lmfao) for every time he thought about you when he saw a random book he’d be rich.

If anyone makes fun of you at school… oh boy………I don’t even know what to say. Let’s just say..they won’t be bothering you ever again.

If you asked him to read a book that you thought he would like. He would be all like “ew no who the fuck do you think I am?!” *later when your gone* “oh shit this book is intense…I like it- oh no he did not!”

But let’s face it you have him whipped, literally in love. Tho you would have to really pay attention to notice.

He loves you <3

Dallas Winston x African Fem reader. Basically y/n is a new girl in town who lives with her grandparents and Dally thinks shes fine and he’s trying to rizz her up. Tysmm

Yes ma'am/Sir <3 Its so cute my darling Disclaimer: I didn't want to assume if she was more dark or if she was white but I hope it's okay if she has more darker skin <3 Also I'm gonna change it up a bit (Like she's new so she doesn't know about a lot of stuff outside of Africa, so Dallas introduces her to more things.)

❝ I gotta know tonight. If you're alone tonight.❞

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To say Dallas Winston was interested was definitely an understatement.

He felt as if he wanted to get to know you and what your heart desires.

So he does what the good ole' Dally Winston would do.

Hit on you.

He walked to you in such a manner that would have any girl falling to their knees. And his accent made you blush right away.

"Hi there, pretty girl. I haven't seen you around. What's your name?" He smirked as he looked into your eyes.

You smiled at his accent. It just made you feel safe for some odd reason, considering he was a stranger.

"I'm Y/n L/n. I love your accent, it's very comforting. I just moved here from Africa." You said, looking at his cute facial features.

He was definitely a cutie.

His eyes widened, his cheeks only showing the smallest amount of blush. No one has ever complimented his accent like you did. He could tell that he was gonna like you a lot.

"Thanks, man. Uh- Africa, huh? What'd you move here for?" He said, the last part coming off rude. He internally slapped himself, hoping you didn't notice his harsh tone. And thankfully you didn't.

You just smiled at him, before answering his question.

"Just felt like it I guess. What's your name and where are you from?" you asked sweetly. Your voice sounded like honey and your skin was tan, which shined brightly in the sun.

"Im from New York. Dallas Winston. But you can call me yours if you want." He said, shooting his shot.

That explains the accent. You felt the blood rise to your face as you covered it, avoiding his stare.

"Aren't you just a charmer, Mr Winston." You said, starting to walk as Dallas walked with you.

"Do you want to be my friend? I haven't met a lot of people that went out of their way to talk to me." You asked quietly.

He smiled softly, nodding his head at you as you two walked around town.

"Oh what a car! That's really nice." You exclaimed, pointing at the mustang that belonged to Bob Sheldon.

Dal looked at the car, remembering how many times he had slashes the tires to that exact car as he smirked.

"yeah uh that's Bob Sheldons car. We don't like him." He said, grabbing your shoulder as he kept walking.

"Why not? He hurt you?" You kept asking questions on why but he was scared to show the kind of person Dallas Winston really was.

"Nah, man. He just- look. Around here, you have to hide. You have to fight for just walking around in the streets. Just stay away from him. Understand?" he said, lighting a cigarette.

You weren't scared. You were sad that you couldn't go where you wanted.

"I move here from Africa. For more. And now all my opportunities are out the window. I wanna see the world, Dal." You say sadly.

He blew a puff of smoke into your face. You ignored it. It didn't bother you one bit. From the house you lived in, people smoked all the time. Even you. But not all the time.

"Wanna meet my friends?" He asked you randomly.

You were honestly excited.

"More? Like you?" You asked with a bright smile that soon made him smile as well.

"psh. I mean I guess. But remember sweetheart. There ain't a lot of people like Dally Winston." He kisses your hand before grabbing it, walking down the sidewalk with you.

You blushed softly, looking down at your feet.

You took your hand back. This is too early. You are getting too attached.

He noticed but ignored it as he looked around to distract himself.

You two then made it to a house, the screen door wide open for just anybody to walk in.

You shifted in your spot, nervous to go in.

Dallas noticed your absence, going back outside to find you when he saw you weren't behind you.

"Hey. What's up, man? Scared?" He said before laughing.

You loved his laugh.

"A little." You said looking at the house.

"Aw come on. They don't bite- Steve might. But just ignore them if they say weird stuff." He said, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, leading you inside before having his hand on the small of your back. Walking in right after you.

They boys looked up, besides Two-Bit and Ponyboy.

"Hey guys. This is Y/n. She just moved here from Africa." He said before Darry stood up, holding out his hand to introduce himself.

You nervously took it and smiled. "Hello Y/n. I'm Darryl but please call me Darry." He then pointed at all the boys, naming them as you nodded.

"Make yourself at home." He said before going into the kitchen.

You sat next to Two-bit, looking over his shoulder at the TV.

"Mickey Mouse?" You asked him, pointing at the Tv.

He looked at you and then at Dally.

"where did you find her, Dal? She's cute."

You blushed, putting a hand over your mouth as you looked at him then Dallas.

"Yeah yeah. Met er' at the diner." He rolled his eyes.

You got up and sat on the couch next to Dallas.

"Who's she? A girlfriend?" Steve said to Dally.

You looked at him with wide eyes.

You both stumbled over your words, trying to say it wasn't like that.

Steve just laughed.

"Jeez, Dal. If you like her just say that."

"Shut up snaggle tooth. I don't wanna hear it." Dallas just brushed him off before looking at the TV.

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It's been 5 weeks and you and Dallas are closer than you have ever been close with someone.

"Hey Y/n. Wanna go to the bar or somethin'? I'm real bored, man."

You looked at Dallas, before rolling your eyes with a smile.

"You're always bored." You said, grabbing your shoes.

You two walked over to Bucks, playing around on the way there.

You turned around, realizing that Dallas wasn't talking your ear off.

"Dally?" You said, looking behind parked cars.

You saw the alley way. It was dark and you hated it. You were scared of the dark.

You walked closer, hearing noises in the distance.

You screamed when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Dallas I'm gonna fucking kill you!" You said, punching him hard in the shoulder.

"Ow. Watch the guns, babe." He laughed, ruffling your hair.

"You know I hate the dark. Why would you do that?" You asked, looking anywhere but into his eyes.

"Hey, Doll. I was just playing around. Come on, you know it was funny." He said, making you smile slightly before punching him in the shoulder again. This time playfully.

"See? What'd I tell ya?" He said, jokingly grabbing your nose before you swatted his hand away.

"Come on dally. Let's go before it gets any later." You said, looking around, seeing darkness from the distance, a chill being sent up your spine.

He chuckles before wrapping his arm around you.

"I ain't gonna let nothin' happen to you. You know that." He mumbled before walking towards Buck's with you under his arm.

It was taking forever to get there. It even started raining as you two were walking.

"Dal, I told you we should've took the car." You said, hitting his arm playfully. Both of you dripping with rain water.

"Yeah yeah. You just love being right don't ya? He smirked at you, wrapping his jacket around himself more as he shivered.

Your band T-shirt was almost see through, but it wasn't too bad since it was red.

"You just love being wrong don't ya?" You said, mocking his accent.

He glared at you playfully.

"Ha. Ha. Shut up." He flicked your ear. He noticed how your hair dripped with rain water, looking at you with admiration.

"You alright, dal-"

You two were cut off by a figure approaching the two of you.

"Dallas Winston? Is that you? What are you doing on this side of town, huh?" Bob said, taking a drink from his flask.

"Damn it." Dallas said under his breath.

"Look man. I don't want any trouble while I have my lady friend here. We're just passin' through, man." He said, staring him down nervously.

"Oh yeah? Where you from, doll? I haven't seen you around." He said, looking at you.

You didn't appreciate him calling you "Doll." And apparently Dallas didn't either.

"Um..Africa." You said quietly.

"Okay well you should just go back to Africa sweetheart. This ain't the place for you. Do you know who you're out here running with? Just look at em'." He sneered.

"Just ignore it, doll." Dallas said, grabbing you gently, pulling you away from Bob.

You balled up your fist as he continued to talk as you walked with Dallas.

"Dallas Winston is a bad man. You are better off on our side of town. Not with those losers."

You turned around, swinging a punch right to his nose.

"Don't you ever talk about my friends. I don't know you and you sure as hell don't know me. So step off." You paused before saying something else. "And if you have a problem with Dal, you have a problem with me." You wiped the blood from your knuckles before walking up the Dallas hurriedly, Bob ran off.

Dallas was shocked, but more so in love.

"Why- how..oh my God, Doll. You coulda' got hurt. The fuzz coulda' taken you away." He said looking at you with concern, checking you to make sure you were okay.

"Dal, I'm fine. I just don't like when people talk about my friends." You said, looking at your knuckles.

He smiled, hugging you, the sky starting to rain again.

You smiled, before hugging him back.

"You know. That kind of turned me on." He said, making you playfully smack his head.

"Dallas!" You covered your blush.

"What? Just sayin'" He smirked, wrapping his arm around you as the rain poured down.

"Real cute, Dally." You playfully pinched his cheek before he swatted your hand away.

"Not cuter than you, Pretty Girl."

SODAPOP X MALE READER-

reader likes staying out late, all sorts of music but especially rock- and who likes playing guitar?

Thanks man <3

One. This may be short bc I’m getting other ideas out of the way but if it’s too short I will try to make it up to you <3 another thing. I literally love the way you say “man” all the time. It started to become a habit for me ever since I watched the outsiders. I was trying so hard not to say it but Dallas was kickin my ass LMFAO.

He loves the way you play guitar. Like, is head over heels.

He goes out late with you all the time. Sure he gets scolded by Darry but

According to soda he >>“Frankly, My dear. I don’t give a damn.” (See what I did there? Gone with the wind- yeah ok)

Cuddles. Duh. Must I go any further? Didn’t think so.

He will definitely listen to music with you.

Even if a song he doesn’t like in particular. He will sit through it just for you.

Just so he can be there with you and spend quality time with you.

Anyone insult you? “Oh hell nah” is his immediate response.

Is LITERALLY ready to throw hands. Fuck around and find out.

If someone says something about your relationship. In a bad way. You better hold him back because

Like I said. Fuck around and find out if you want to because when it comes to the people he loves. They gon catch his hands real quick.

He ADORES you. SMOTHERS you In kisses. Did I mention he adores you?

Like attacks you in hugs like dis 🤭🤭

HahagauajsbaokVayavs so cute 🥰

He literally WILL pick you up. Do not underestimate him.

He loves you with all his heart. ❤️❤️❤️😩🤭😊😭❤️😍😍😫😌😍🥰🤭

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

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

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

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Rusty James didn't think he was mean.

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

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

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

At least, that was your impression of him.

But he chose to sit right next to you.

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

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

You stayed silent as he flipped through the pages carefully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He nodded, knowing you were nervous.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You scoffed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Luckily you did. Right on time.

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

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

You roll your eyes before siting down at your desk.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"If you say so." You laughed.

He gasped at you, making you laugh again.

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

You blushed before hiding it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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