leia

i want you to eat me, bones and all 🧛🏻‍♀️

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~ intro page ~

welcomeeee

my name is leia !

masterlist coming soon..

about me 🦢

~ she/her ~ i love dallas winston, sinjin drowning, hamzah, turtlewithhat, jake gyllenhaal, kurtis conner, and ( most of all ) timothee chalamet, ~ my music favs are hole, deftones, radiohead, big thief, tv girl, and old p!atd ~ some of my fav movies are bones and all, little miss sunshine, and cmbyn ~

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criminally fine or whatever

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i love objectifying men

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I have no one to talk to except myself but I'm soooo entertaining

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Matt Dillon as Dallas "Dally" Winston in The Outsiders (1983)

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oh my lord….. 🤤

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Tim.

For Lucid Motors.

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HE LOOKS SO GOOOOOODDDD OMFGG

[justonlytalktome-deactivated202]

Real

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I WANNA FUCK JAKE GYLLENHAAL!!!!!!!!!!

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i watched the news this morning and it completely ruined my day. i don’t understand how people can look at the fucked up shit that’s going on in their country and then just go about their day. i wanted to kms after!

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bruh i’m on “vacation” in my hometown with my family and tell me why i’m finding the best fics

like ru serious now i have to wait to read them 😔

[chalamet-chalamet]

Timothée Chalamet for Rolling Stone (December 2024)

📸 by Aidan Zamiri

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NEED HIMSMSMSND

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Bones and All (2022)

Directed by Luca Guadagnino

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ugh you don’t understand how much i love this movie 😔😔

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put your head on my shoulder ~

dallas winston x fem!reader

warnings: none, just fluff and cuteness !

the streetlights flickers as you lean against the brick wall of the corner store. the air felt cold against dally’s dark leather jacket he had given you since you were complaining about the cold. you hear his boots against the concrete pavement, the sounds getting louder as he walks up to you, wearing his black, skin-tight, tank top, and a cigarette behind his ear.

“took you long enough” you scoffed, only pretending to be annoyed.

he pulls the cigarette from behind his ear and lights it with a flick of his black lighter. “what? you miss me or somehin’?”

you roll your eyes, but he just gazes at you like you’re some angel sent down from heaven. although you pretend not to notice, your face feels hot and your chest feels heavy.

dallas steps closer, eyes lazy and burning with desire. “c’mere” he says deeply, yet still soft.

his arm snakes around your waist, making your body shiver. he leans in and collides his lips with yours. the smell of his cigarette, the feeling of his rough hands in your shirt—you’re high off of just the thought off him.

“i ain’t good at this stuff” he says, almost annoyed with himself, breaking the kiss. he puts one hand on your cheek and keeps the other around your waist. “but i like you. more than i should.”

you smile. “well, that makes two of us, winston.”

“well…” he chuckles slightly before responding, “i’m in trouble then, ain’t i, doll?”

and right then and there you know you are too, but in a good way this time.

[johnnycadesmuse]

just found some new photos of matt and i wanna **** him while he *** me and ***** *** ****

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NEED THAT FR

[johnnycadesmuse]

♱ ⋆ . ༄ knockin on heaven's door

—dallas winston x preachers daughter

warnings: nsfw, pnv, f!receiving, creampie

"you're to never see that boy again." that's what your father said before he sent you off to boarding school, one so religious that it made mormons look like atheists.

you had invited your boyfriend Dallas over earlier that day to hang out. your father was to be teaching a sermon all afternoon, giving you and Dallas plenty of time to spend together alone. he had your thighs over his shoulders, his lips slowly trailing toward your core, causing you to let out soft giggles. the door suddenly bursts open, your father standing in the doorway, still in his clergy.

next thing you knew, you were in the back of your fathers car, sitting next to a suitcase as he began to lecture you.

after 3 long, gruelling months of constant praying and bible studies, you were finally back in Tulsa, Oklahoma. you never thought that you'd be so happy to see such a shithole of a town again. you missed the constant greaser vs. soc rivalry, gang fights, and even the insults that were thrown at you by the soc girls that hung around the diner.

you slammed your suitcase onto the velvet armchair that sat in the corner of your room before flopping onto your mattress.

"fuck it's hot" you sighed, ripping off your soft white dress, tossing it into the corner of your room.

"your hot." you heard a familiar deep voice say from behind you.

"jesus christ!" you shouted, turning around to see Dallas standing in the corner with his arms crossed, a big smirk plastered across his face as he admired your body.

"you okay sweetheart?" you heard your father shout.

"yup! just.. praying." you smiled as you and Dallas continued to make eye contact. Dallas let out a chuckle, one that sounded like music to your ears after not hearing it for so long.

"what are you doing here?" you whispered, walking over to him. his hands quickly found their way to your waist, his fingers toying with the lace that lined your panties. "how'd you know I got back?"

"I've been counting the days." he smiled, kissing your neck softly. "I missed you."

"baby if my father finds you here, your done."

"then i'll confess" he shrugged, making you giggle. "what?, is it against the lord to see my beautiful girlfriend?"

"it's against the lord to trespass. it's also against the law."

"you know I don't do laws." he smiled before slowly walking you over to your mattress, laying you down onto the floral cotton sheets below. "I'll do you though"

"your an animal, Dal." Dally began to softly kiss you, his hands rubbing the plush skin of your thighs. he settles himself between your legs, his st. christopher dangling over you, the cold metal brushing against your hot skin.

"honey!" your father yelled from the bottom of the stairs. your heart stopped, dally and you looking at one another in fear as you heard footsteps making their way closer up the stairs before stopping halfway. "i'm going over to Mrs. Porters house for prayer! i'll see you' later! and if I come home to find that hoodlum in my house again you'll be gone for a year!"

"yes daddy!" you shout back downstairs, Dally smirking. the front door shuts and you immediately lean in to begin kissing him again before he pulls away, stopping you.

"daddy?"

"oh shut up and fuck me." you tell him before pulling him in by his chain, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

"yes ma'am" he said into the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth.

you slipped your fingers through his brown tufts, tugging slightly at the roots, causing him to groan into your mouth. "god I missed you. I missed this sexy little body. I missed how sweet you taste. I missed all of you" Dally whispers into your ear before sitting up, pulling his shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest. you raked your nails down his stomach, creating goosebumps down his spine.

he licked his lips as he looked down at you, the life sight in front of him hardening the bulge in his pants. your hair was sprawled out onto the bed, your matching white set blending in with the sheets below, your cross necklace sitting perfectly over your collarbone. "fuck your gorgeous."

you bit your lip at the compliment, turning your face to the side to hide your flushed expression. he placed his finger on the side of your cheek, pulling your face back toward him. he placed soft kisses all over your cheeks and forehead before making his way down your body. "I wanna taste you." Dally whispers, leaving opened mouth kisses upon your inner thighs. the last time you were both in this position, it ended in you being sent away— but now, you two could finish what you started.

he hooked his fingers onto the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down and tossing them to the side. he spread your legs apart, revealing your soaked folds. his eyes looked up at you with a mix of innocence and lust. just as he was about to place his mouth where you needed him most, he pulled away, clasping his hands into a prayer pose. you laughed, slapping him playfully.

"what? a man can't pray before eating. I thought that's what y'all christian's did?"

before you could response, his tongue was eating you out like a man starved. your hand flew to his hair, the other gripping the sheets as you let out loud and desperate moans. "fuck.. yes...." you gasped, biting your lower lip.

your reactions only spurred him on, his technique growing more aggressive yet passionate. he groaned into your pussy as you tugged harshly on his hair, sending vibrations throughout your core. "fuck! do that again!" he obeyed, humming into your clit as he sucked harshly, bringing you closer to the edge. "fuck.. i'm gonna cum!"

"do it sweetheart, cum on my face." and you did, letting out a pornographic moan as you came, your liquids dripping down his chin as he raised himself back up, climbing on top of you.

you two began kissing again, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue. he reached behind your back, unclipping your bra as you unzipped his jeans, both of you pulling off each article. he pulled his boxers down, revealing his hard dick that you missed the feeling of.

"this okay?" he asked, you humming in response. he stroked himself a few times before lining up with your soaked hole, slowly pushing himself in, inch by inch. "fuck.. I missed this pretty little pussy. my pretty little pussy"

he began moving at a slower pace, allowing you to adjust to his length after not being filled with it for so long. he grabbed your thigh with one hand, his other holding your face as you both maintained eye contact as he fucked himself into you. "shit.." you whimpered, staring into his dark eyes.

the moment was so intimate. your sweaty bodies were pressed against one another, practically becoming one. his breath fanned over your neck as he hid his face into your shoulder, his grip on your thigh tightening as he could feel the both of you growing closer to your peak. you wrapped both of your legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper than before, your body exuding a loud moan. "there we go" Dally praised as his thrusts became faster and harder, making you grow louder and louder. "you're such a good girl baby.. such a good girl. taking me so well. you always fit me so perfectly don't ya'?"

you couldn't respond, you only nodded at his words as you felt yourself growing closer to climax. "i'm gon- cum-" you sobbed, tears in your eyes as he continued to hit that one sweet spot within your womb.

"yeah? you gonna cum baby?" he whispered almost sympathetically, giving you the dark doe eyes that you loved oh so much about him, especially during times like this. "cum for me"

and you did, finishing with a loud moan of his name. "i'm so close, where do you want me?"

"inside.. I want you to fill me up" you muttered, Dally's eyes widening. "it's okay. i'm on the pill." you reassured him, sending a wave of relief over him. you pressed kisses against the skin of his neck as he came inside of you, shooting thick ropes into you.

"fuck.." he said breathlessly on top of you, kissing your chest that was still glistening with sweat. "I missed you so bad baby, you have no idea"

"I missed you too.." you smiled before passionately kissing him, your hand cupping his jaw.

"now let's get cleaned up huh?" he says, moving to get off of you before being stopped. you both look down to see your necklaces caught in one another, your cross laying on top of his st. christopher pendant. you both chuckled as your fingers brushed against one another, slowly untangling the jewellery.

Dally laid a peck on your cheek before scooping you up into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.

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ok this is amazing

[avroravia]

this is a public service announcement:

this is the most important thing i will say on my account, if you take anything about characterization away from my blog, let it be this; dallas winston would not be a cop. he wouldn’t want to, not in a million years. even if he did my brother’s criminal record is so fucking bad he can’t even get a job at the local 7/11 let alone working as a COP.

thank you.

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if not later, when?