So uhhhhā¦hi? Sorry for abandoning this account out of nowhere. Life got super SUPER hectic like yāall have no idea (went through a breakup, got robbed at work, started a new relationship, plans to move, car troubles š) but Iām okay and I can say that it has gotten so much better. I think Iāll start writing again cause I definitely have some ideas and drafts that need to be put out there. Donāt hold me accountable for it tho because I do work a lot but if I can remember I will definitely get to it. I love yāall ā¤ļø
Guysā¦I donāt know what the fuck I was on while writing that. Iām probably never coming back. I have no desire to write, I donāt even read fanfic anymore, and my life is waaaaayy too hectic for this.
Thank you all for joining me through this adventure the last few years. I will not be deleting this blog so everyone can still enjoy my work if they so wish. Once again, thank you, and remember:
So uhhhhā¦hi? Sorry for abandoning this account out of nowhere. Life got super SUPER hectic like yāall have no idea (went through a breakup, got robbed at work, started a new relationship, plans to move, car troubles š) but Iām okay and I can say that it has gotten so much better. I think Iāll start writing again cause I definitely have some ideas and drafts that need to be put out there. Donāt hold me accountable for it tho because I do work a lot but if I can remember I will definitely get to it. I love yāall ā¤ļø
Thank you all for 1k!! I never thought Iād get this far and I have you all to thank. I canāt express how much you all mean to me, thank you so much ā¤ļø
A special thanks to @saturdaysare4racing and @greys-all-over-stuff for giving me the courage to start this blog š„°
hi! i love your writing, donāt know if youāre taking request atm but if you are could you do something along the lines of the reader being dallys little sister and secretly dating ponyboy and one night ponyboy snuck into her room and dal walks in on them kissind and/or cuddling and is like wtf? sorry for the long request aha <3
You were so engrossed in your record player that you didnāt hear the creaking of your bedroom window opening until you turned around to see your boyfriend, Ponyboy, climbing through.
āPony,ā you whisper yelled, āWhat are you doing here!ā
āI came to see you, of course.ā You let out a small laugh at him tripping and falling onto the floor, not ignoring the small thud that followed.
āMy brother is home. What if we get caught?ā you couldnāt help but feel a little anxiety over the fact you were sneaking around with your boyfriend while your brother was just in the other room. Itās not that Dally didnāt like Ponyboy, quite the opposite, he enjoyed his and Johnnyās company almost more than anyone elseās in the gang. But you still havenāt bothered to tell him just in case their friendship got ruined..and just in case he decided to slug the only guy youāve ever had your eyes on.
Ponyboy saw the worried look on your face, grabbing your hand and leading you to your bed. āHey,ā he places both hands on your cheeks, ādonāt worry about him. Weāll tell him when weāre ready.ā You felt heat creep up your neck. How you got such an amazing guy to be your boyfriend youāll never know.
Bringing your face close to his, your lips connect in a breathtaking kiss, your faces titling to the perfect angle.
Unbeknownstļæ¼ to you both, Dally was heading upstairs to your room at the wrong moment to tell you to turn down the music.
Deciding not to knock, Dally barges right into your room, āY/n, turn down theāWHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?ā
You and Ponyboy scrambled to get as far away from each other as possible, as if that would erase the image of you both kissing from Dallyās mind.
Ponyboy decided heād speak for you both, āHey Dal, howās it hangāā
āShut up before I kill you.ā
āAlright.ā
You didnāt know how you were going to get out of this one.
āHow long has this been going on?ā Dally pointed between the two of you.
You looked at your boyfriend and he shrugged. āA few months? Maybe six?ā
You could tell Dally was trying his best to remain calm. āSix months? And you didnāt tell me? Youāve been sneaking around for six months?ā
āYes?ā you whimpered out. You werenāt scared of your brother. Underneath that hard exterior was a big lovable teddy bear that would move the mountains for his little sister. Unfortunately, the lovable teddy bear had been poked with a stick.
Dally sighed, āWhy didnāt you tell me?ā
You felt bad now. You could in his eyes, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, that he was hurt, disappointed even. āWe were going to tell you, we just didnāt know when. We wanted to wait for the right moment.ā
Ponyboy joined in, āWe were gonna tell you, Dal, honest.ā
Dallyās eyes were trained on your boyfriend now.
āDally, I love your sister with all of my heart. I would never do anything to hurt her.ā
You heart swelled at his confession and confidence. Ponyboy had never told you he loved you before, and to say it to your big scary brother? He was definitely telling the truth.
Looking between the both of you, Dally let out a deep breath and pointed a finger at Ponyboy, āYeah well if you dare to even look at her funny, Iāll cut your eyes out. Friend or not. Understand?ā
āUnderstand.ā
You walked over to Ponyboy and laced your fingers together, āI love you too, by the way.ā The smile you both shared lit up the room.
āGross,ā Dally fake gaged. āNo more sneaking into the house either.ā
You chuckled, āWe promise.ā
āYeah whatever,ā he mumbled walking out of your bedroom.
You looked at Ponyboy, āI think that went well.ā
Ponyboy couldnāt help but laugh at your words, āYeah, I guess him not killing me is what you call āwell.āā
āCare to redo that kiss my brother so rudely walked in on?ā
Dally can be pretty sweet after sex. Heāll help clean you up with a damp rag or whatever else you may need, then heāll probably want to cuddle and go straight to sleep.
B= Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerās)
His favorite body part of his is his hands. He likes knowing they can cause pain as well as pleasure. Plus, bloody knuckles make you super tough.
His favorite body part of his partnerās is their ass. He likes how they feel in his hands, how he feels like heās in control while squeezing it. Donāt get me wrong, Dally still loves boobs just not as much as ass.
C= Cum (anything to do with cum basically)
Dallyās favorite place to cum is your chest. It may be a little messy but he finds it sooo sexy and worth any clean up.
D= Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)
Loves being called āSir,ā it boosts his ego even higher than it already is. Also loves any type of praise, in the bedroom and out. Sometimes he needs a little encouragement and care; being the tough guy takes a toll on you after a while.
E= Experience (how experienced they are and if they know what they are doing)
Dally has gone around a bit so he knows what heās doing. If youāre trying something new he might get a little embarrassed when he doesnāt know what to do, though he would die before admitting it.
F= Favorite Position (this goes without saying. will probably include visual)
Doggy style is Dallyās favorite position; fucking you from behind while grabbing you by the throat, calling you his pet is the best place to be in his mind.
G= Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)
Itās a special day when Dally gets a little goofy in the bedroom. A chuckle here and a goofy face there is a rare thing. Heās more serious in the moment just like he is most of the time.
H= Hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
His hair below is the same color as the top of his hair, and a little wavy. He keeps it well kept but sometimes will let it grow a little bushy.
I= Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)
Sometimes heās not in the mood to be all romantic and likes to get right to it. He may not be the best with his words, but thereās no doubt he can get romantic when the time calls for it.
J= Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)
Mutual masturbation is one of Dallyās favorite things. Just watching you touch yourself to him doing the bare minimum drives him wild, not to mention the build up to the actual sex.
K= Kink (one or more their kinks)
As mentioned before, mutual masturbation, choking, degradation, dominance, dirty talk, and, hear me out, wax play.
L= Location (favorite place to do the do)
The bedroom simply because heās old fashioned like that. Bonus points if itās someone elseās bedroom and thereās a party going on. Heāll settle for the car if youāre at the drive in.
M= Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
A simple wink from across the room or a little harmless flirting with someone from the gang can get Dally going pretty quickly. It doesnāt really take a lot to get him to want to have sex.
N= NO (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)
Dallas Winston is a man of many things but he would never force you to do anything you wouldnāt want to do. He takes your boundaries seriously and would never want to do anything to hurt you or lose your trust.
O= Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Prefers receiving but will never deny giving. Dally adores running his fingers through your hair, tugging a little every time you gag on him, and he loves holding down your thighs while his tongue dances along your body, trailing kisses up to your dripping, aching pussy.
P= Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Likes to start off slow and sensual then work his way to fast and rough, showing you who you belong to and how good he can make you feel.
Q= Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex. how often, etc.)
Dally doesnāt really hate or love quickies. You do them every once and a while when heās really amped up, like at a party or before a rumble, and he enjoys them in the moment.
R= Risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Taking risks is what Dally lives for so heās totally up for it in the bedroom. If thereās something new you want to try heāll make sure you both talk about it and learn everything you can so you both can enjoy it.
S= Stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last, etc.)
If he could, heād spend all day having sex, but usually can only go three or four rounds before needing to stop for the night. Lasts pretty long considering how many rounds he can go, but always makes sure you orgasm first every time.
T= Toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on partner or themselves?)
Toys arenāt something heās really given thought about. Heād probably be open to a vibrator but not using it too often, only for special occasions. He doesnāt like using toys on himself, he doesnāt think heāll like them.
U= Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)
This man is ruthless. Teasing is his favorite thing to do in bed, he thinks of it like a game and heās the master of it.
V= Volume (how loud are they, what sounds they make)
A few grunts and groans here and there, nothing too loud, but if you go down on him when heās really worked up heāll probably put his hand over his mouth to muffle any noise.
W= Wild Card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Dally has fantasized about a threesome before, but heād never tell you that. Heās not sure thereās anyone else worthy to touch your body. Plus, he doesnāt trust anyone but the gang and heās especially not gonna share you with them, theyād never let him live it down.
X= X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)
Dally is above average, and a bit thick with pinker skin than the rest of his body, and has a thick vein along the underside.
Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
This man could go all day, everyday if time allowed. He usually needs you at least three times a week and no less or else he gets cranky.
Z= ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Dally falls asleep pretty quickly. As soon as heās done with aftercare, heās out like a light.
How do you think reader would react to her boyfriends Billy and Stu telling her they have to kill one of her friends?
This is how I would imagine it would go:
Billyās holding you from behind while you hold onto his arms for support. What he just told you makes you want to faint.
āKill Randy?ā Repeating his words tasted like vile. āBut...but Randy is my best friend! Does he have to die?ā
āShhh itās okay, sweetheart, donāt cry,ā Stu wipes the tears from your flushed cheeks.
āHe has to die, heās too smart and will figure us out. Heāll turn us in to the cops and weāll be separated from each other. You donāt want that to happen, do you, baby? You donāt want to be away from us, right?ā
You had a blank look on your face. Of course you didnāt want your boyfriends to get taken away from you, just the thought of it made you sick. But you also didnāt want Randy to die. You and him had been friends since elementary school and did everything together. Hell, heās the one who introduced you to Billy and Stu.
Someone had to go, though. And it wonāt be the loves of your life.
āNo, no youāre right. He has to die.ā
Stu and Billy give each other knowing, shit eating grins. āThatās our good girl.ā
Sorry for killing your boyfriend @thirsting4slashers but it had to be done. It hurt me, too.
Warnings: smut, degradation, dirty talk, spitting, choking, dacryphilia, some ādarkā themes on Buckyās end (slight ooc if you squint), the beginning is a comedic attempt, just trying to get straight to the good stuff so almost pwp, not proofread so all errors are my mistake
Summary: Bucky is enraged by something Sam did. You have your ways of calming him down. (Smut under the cut)
"Can you believe he did that to me?"
All you could do was listen to him, letting him ramble on about Sam. The man had the nerve to refuse to move his seat up, making Bucky uncomfortable in the back seat of the car. Bucky did a good job keeping his demeanor in front of Steve, but when he got home and to your bedroom, he let out his frustration.
Seeing Bucky upset like this had you riled up, just absolute anger seething out of you. But him being upset also made you feel a pit in your stomach; a pit you had almost every time you saw Bucky doing something attractive.
'Now is not the time to think about sex, y/n. Bucky is visibly upset. Don't add fuel to the fire,' you thought to yourself. 'Maybe I should add fuel to the fire. Doing so might help him calm down...in a delicious way.'
So you doused the fire with gasoline.
"I can't believe he did that to you, babe! Sam was out of line, acting like a toddler."
Bucky was noticeably getting angrier at your words.
You added more gas, "You should have beaten his ass into the ground," you gave him a sultry look, "I know you have the strength to do so." You eyed him up and down, licking your lips at seeing his arms flexing, his knuckles turning white, his jaw clenching with fury.
But you noticed the way his shoulders stopped being so tense and his knuckles returning to their original color. He caught on to the game you were playing, noting the fact you added fuel.
His thoughts raced, 'So this is the game she wants to play, is it? Fine. I'll give her the fire she desires.'
"You're right, y/n, I do have the strength. Let me show you just how strong I am."
Before you could really comprehend his words he lifts you into his arms, setting you down on the bed roughly. He hovers above you with his metal hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing with just the right amount of strength. The cool metal of his hand makes you shiver in anticipation.
"You think this is funny? Taking advantage of my anger just to get dicked down like the little whore you are?"
You knew better than to answer but couldn't help the smirk creeping on your face.
Bucky got annoyed seeing this. "So you do think this is funny! You're being such a dumb little brat." As he's saying this he's ripping down your shorts. Your panties were wet from arousal which made Bucky chuckle evilly, "Look at you, already soaking and I've barely even touched you."
He puts his thumb onto your clothed clit, rubbing up and down, and the touch makes you groan, "Please Buck..p-please I need more."
He halts his movements, returning a hand to your throat and applying more pressure than he did earlier, "You think you're in control? You might've started this but you're not running the show so shut up!"
And so you did in fear that he would stop if you made any more noise. He let off your throat and went back to his previous action. You struggled to be quiet but pushed through and he noticed.
"You're so desperate for me that you actually listened for once. I guess I can reward you for that, but you better stay quiet brat."
He pulls down your panties and you lift your butt to help. Bucky pulls your body to the edge of the bed and takes to his knees, leaning his head to your entrance and licking a long stripe up your slit. You grab the bedsheets to keep your cool.
"Mmmm you taste so good doll; like sweet, sweet honey."
The room is filled with slurping noises coming from his mouth sucking on your clit.
His tongue darting in and out of your pussy is driving you crazy. You can feel a knot forming in your stomach, pleasure coursing through you. Your hands drift from the sheets to Bucky's head, your fingers gripping his hair as you feel your orgasm coming at full speed, but he stops before you can feel any relief. You groan in desperation.
Bucky chuckles at your noticeable anger. He leans back onto his feet and climbs on top of you once more bringing your face to his for a heated kiss. You moan when you taste yourself on his lips and tongue.
"You've been so quiet, so obedient. Such a good girl for me," he sweeps some hair away from your face and looks at you lovingly. Even when he's being rough he's always making sure you're ok. "I think you deserve a treat."
He gets off the bed pulling off his shirt and you replicate his actions. He pulls down his pants and boxers, his cock springing out and hitting his abdomen. The tip of it is red and leaking with precum. You lick your lips in anticipation.
Bucky gets back on the bed leaning on his knees and drags his dick up and down your pussy to coat his member with your slick. He pumps a few times to spread your juices on him then lines up with your entrance, pushing in with ease.
The pain is barely there but it's delicious. You hold back a groan by putting your hands over your mouth. Bucky notices and pulls your hands away, moving them above your head and holding you down.
"Don't be quiet anymore. I wanna hear you scream my name when I pound into you."
Bucky starts moving, slowly at first as if to torture you, the picks up the pace at an unbelievable speed. You can't hold back your moans and neither can he.
"Fuck baby, you take me so well!"
You look down to see his dick disappear and reappear into you. Bucky looks at you observing his work, "Yeah, look at me fucking you silly. You like being fucked like a whore, don't you?"
All you can do is scream out in pleasure, but that's not good enough for him. He grabs your face and forces you to look him in the eye, "Answer me, bitch!"
You choke on your words; you're sobbing now from the pleasure of being degraded and him pounding you into the mattress.
"Y-yes! yes, I like being fucked like a whore!" You keep crying.
He forces your mouth open and spits in it, "Damn right you do, little fucking slut." He wipes the tears falling down your cheeks, "You look so beautiful when you cry."
You start to feel that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach again and you can tell Bucky is close too by the way his movements are getting sloppy.
You're getting desperate now, not wanting to be denied another orgasm. "B-Bucky! Please, please let me cum!"
Bucky sees the distress on your face and he swears he never gets tired of it. He almost wishes he had a camera so he could document how beautiful you look in this moment.
He brings his fingers to your clit, rubbing fast circles on it to bring you closer to the edge. "Yes, cum for me, baby. I wanna feel your walla clench around me!" He moans at his own words.
And you do. You feel the wave of intense pleasure crash through you, an icy hot fire coursing through your veins as you cum long and hard. Your voice screams out Bucky's name and it's enough to bring him to his own orgasm. He cums deep inside you and the sensation makes you feel blissful.
Bucky stops his movements but doesn't pull out, opting to just lay on your chest. He puts his arms around you, bringing you as close to his body as possible. He kisses you softer this time, but it's still passionate nonetheless.
Pulling away from the kiss he smiles down at you warmly, "Thanks for calming me down. I really needed that." He kisses your forehead. "I love you so much."
You smile back, "I love you too, Bucky."
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed! I wrote this in one sitting so I hope itās as good as I think. This is dedicated to my two best friends @saturdaysare4racing and @greys-all-over-stuff. I love you both v much ļ漚 Feedback is welcomed āØ
