#dallys pov

[oscarstudios]

POV: Someone is about to bully Dallie!

(FREE TO RP)

#dallie cooper #pov rp

[staygoldponyboy51]

DALLAS WINSTON X READER

It’s eleven o’clock at night as I sit in my room, reading from Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet as directed by my English teacher. Even after getting Ponyboy to help me, I still don’t understand the wording or meaning behind the story. Frustrated, I throw the book across the room and it hits my wall with a loud thud.

“What was that?” my mom shouts from downstairs.

“Nothing! I just dropped my book!” I lie before getting up to close my door. As I walk back over to my bed, a tap at my window gets my attention. I look into the darkness outside and see Dallas looking down, lifting my window up. He slides it open before crawling in, careful not to knock over my lamp in the process.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I ask, closing the window behind him before pulling my curtains shut.

“I was bored,” he shrugs, walking across my bedroom.

“So go hang out with the guys. If my folks find you in here I’ll be grounded until I’m married.”

“So that means you’ll be free every night?” he jokes, picking up my notebook and scanning his eyes over the notes I’ve taken.

“Dal, you seriously have to go.” I grab the notebook out of his hands and drop it back onto my bed. His eyes take down my body as a small smirk comes across his lips.

“We’re you planning on me showing up?” he asks.

“Was I planning on you climbing through my window in the middle of the night? No. Why would you think that?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Why else would you be wearing these pyjamas?” his finger gently grazes over the long t-shirt I have on which makes me flinch.

“For comfort,” I state, pushing him back lightly. “Besides, we both agreed that was a one time thing. So don’t think just because you broke into my room that I’m just going to-“

“Jesus, Y/N, I was just messing around,” he laughs stepping closer to me again. His voice lowers as he says “Since you brought it up, I’d be willing to make that a two time thing.”

“W-what?” I ask, my voice weak and shaky. I hate that he still has this affect over me after all this time. His dark eyes stare into mine as he brings his hand up to brush my hair out of my face.

“You heard me, Y/N,” he growls, bringing his lips to mine. I let my eyes flutter shut before opening my mouth, allowing his tongue to slide in. When I realize what’s happening, I stop and push him back.

“We need to stop, Dallas.” He grips my wrist tightly and pulls me close to him again.

“No. We don’t,” he whispers before leaning in again. I step to the side and shake my head.

“No. We really do,” I state. “Last time we did this, you just found out that Sylvia was cheating on you.”

“Yeah and I’ve been thinking about you since then,” he says.

“That’s not my point,” I huff. “We’ve been friends since you moved here and I don’t want to end up falling in love with you. I know you won’t feel the same about me.”

“Y/N/N,” he starts, running his hand through his hair. “Why are you being so weird about this?”

“Dal-”

“No, tell me why you won’t even kiss me. Is there some other guy you’ve been seeing?”

“No.”

“Is it the guys?”

“Of course not!”

“Then what the hell is it?” he asks, raising his voice. I cover his mouth and, before I can stop myself, blurt out the reason.

“I have feelings for you!” 

“Sorry, what?” he asks, removing my hand. I sigh and shake my head slightly.

“You heard me.” I walk across over and sit on my bed, crossing my legs. Dallas just stares at me and it’s clear he doesn’t know how to react.

“Y/N-” he starts, unsure what to say. He just stares at me for a moment before opening his mouth. “I’m not looking for a girlfriend. And this would just be way too complicated.”

“It’s fine, Dallas,” I say softly, hugging my arms to my chest.

“I was just hoping you’d want to hook up tonight. That’s why I came over.” 

“Just get out,” I sigh. When he doesn’t move, I make myself more clear by shouting at him. “Dallas, get out!”

“Whatever, man,” he scoffs, walking over to the window and sliding it up before crawling out. Just before he closes the window behind him he says “see you around, babe.”

“Y/N! Are you alright?” my mom shouts from downstairs. I quickly snap the curtains shut and run over to my door.

“I’m fine mom! I was just listening to the radio!”

“Shut that off and go to bed! It’s far too late to be playing that music!”

“Sorry, goodnight!” I shout. I walk back over to the window and peek through the curtain to see Dallas jumping over the back fence. He turns around and makes eye contact with me, an unreadable expression on his face. Before I let myself run outside after him, I shut the curtains again and turn around, picking Romeo and Juliet up off of the floor.

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I hope y’all liked the story! Let me know if you want another part! Also make sure to like and comment <3

#the outsiders #dallaswinston #outsider pov #fanfic #tulsa #romance #outsiders #dally winston #reader pov #ponyboy curtis #the outsiders sodapop #johnny cade #the outsiders darry #staygold

[nocturnal-lee]

Okay then I should definitely blow little raspberries into your neck right?

MHMMHMMM DEFINITELY NOT YUP >:(

#dally got a letter #dallee is real #pov: i dropkick you/j

[the-greatest-magic-of-all]

With such a God-focused season, one day, once Junior Year is finished and I have both the time and energy to do it, I want to make a Fantasy High God AU zine. It'd be from the pov of a mythologist/theologian in Spyre who's found strange links between minor deities throughout different regions' pantheons.

Half-Elves have a God of Dance and Flames who has been said to have defeated a Tiefling vagabond (and tamed his Hellhound mount) and charmed Fire itself with only a dance and his silk battle sheet. And if you look deep enough into his history there are rare depictions of him wearing an oddly shaped pendant and riding into battle with a sling-wielding Goblin peeking out of his rucksack. Interestingly enough, there's a minor Goblin God of Justice and Mysteries, the son of a Goblin Folk Hero and the Goblin Goddess of Knowledge, Laws, and Justice, who famously wields his father's enchanted sling. Though he and his father are often shown with angelic wings. So, why would he dally with a God so closely associated with Fiends?

Tieflings have a trickster Goddess of Music, Rebellion, and Devotion. The daughter of an Archdevil and a Wood Elven Goddess of Archery & the Wilderness. She's said to be a paramour of a Half-Phoenix Pirate Goddess of Wizardry and Knowledge and once toured the lands, performing with a Half-Orc companion. A lot of artistic recreations of that tour depict the Half-Orc companion with flower motifs that correspond with a Gnomish/Half-Orcish God of Tinkering and Rage. One that once outwitted a Sphynx and regained his spurned Saytr paramour's love by speaking to/reaching the stars with the help of a band of Tinkerer Gnomes.

There are tales of a Twice Risen Goddess who was once the chosen one of the Demigod Helio, but took one look at him and thought she could do better. With the wisdom to raise Gods from the dead and remove unholy rites without any divine power other than her own, this God-Saint of Doubt travels across Spyre not to spread her own religion but to inquire about others. This deep curiosity is probably how she ended up in some Fallinel depictions of the First Elven Oracle, who upon death ascended to becoming the Goddess of Sight, Intelligence and Righteous Fury. There are even short hymns written about the Oracle foreseeing the God-Saint's rise (against the Elven Moon Goddess' wishes) and of the God-Saint banishing some dark entity from possessing the Oracle with only a profane curse of its name.

And even more stuff connecting them all. Like the fact that all of them have tales of them defeating an Ancient Red Dragon. Or the tales of The Festival of the Crab King: a strange, delirious story of mortals witnessing a euphoric revelry of the deific kind that involved all these Gods from different pantheons.

#idk i think it'd be a fun time #fantasy high #dimension 20 #fabian seacaster #riz gukgak #adaine abernant #gorgug thistlespring #kristen applebees #fig faeth #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high junior year spoilers

[multifandomworldsposts]

Day 16 of Kinkmas: Sneaking Out With Dallas Winston

pairing: Dallas Winston x fem!reader

warning: hickeys, making out, protected sex

Y/N’s POV

My parents hates Dallas, anytime I want to go out somewhere with any of my friends, not just Dally, they get beyond paranoid over me being out anywhere.

But I lied about going to the drive in just to go to the rodeo to see Dallas. When my friends and I got there and we get drinks, I bought a water don’t worry. We get to our seats and wait for the cowboys to come out and put on a show.

Buck comes out and wins as usual. But when Dallas comes out, he was a little rusty but towards the end he won! I clap for him and he notices me in the crowd. I already can tell he wants me to be here after hours so I’m going to stay for a little while.

AFTER HOURS

I stay back but some of my friends stayed with me because they wanted to drive me home because of my paranoid parents.

When Dally came out from the dressing rooms, I walk up to him and he wraps his arms around me and picks me up and kisses me.

“You wanna go somewhere private?” He asked with a smile.

I look at my friends and they nod at me.

“Sure.” I smile back.

He takes me to his dressing room and locks the door. I go to his small table and lean on it and Dallas walks up towards me and we begin to kiss. Dallas picks me up to make me sit on the table and I wrap my legs around him, he kisses my neck and jawline, I gasp and giggle. He chuckles and continues to kiss me but gives me hickeys, I don’t care what my parents think about the hickeys on my neck, I love him so much it’s hard to explain it.

Eventually, we got onto the couch he has in his dressing room and make out a bit. Until he grabs a condom and begins to have sex with me. I moan by him going in and out of me and he kisses my neck again.

After our victory sex, Dallas and I lay on each other. I kiss his forehead gently.

“I’m glad that you won that rodeo.” I whisper in his ear.

“I’m glad you came to see me.” He says to me.

“I’ll just have to lie to my parents about coming here more often.” I say to him.

“You should.” He chuckles.

“I love you.” I say.

“I love you too” he smiles.

#fanfic #fanfiction #kinkmas #kinkmas 2023 #dallas winston x y/n #the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders smut #the outsiders x you #dallas winston #dallas winston x reader #dallas winston x you #the outsiders imagine #the outsiders 1983 #dallas winston imagine #dallas winston smut

[thelov3lybookworm]

Not what I expected.

Eris week day 6, arranged marriage.

Summary: Y/n has never met any of the royals of Autumn Court, but she will soon, because her father has sold her off to the eldest son of the High Lord. And she can do nothing but go through the marriage.

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A/n: Again, first time participating in a character week, and thank you @erisweek2023 for hosting this event! It's soo much fun. Hope you all have fun too!

Also, can you tell I have never had a close encounter with dogs? Like, I know little to nothing about them, so I hope this is realistic enough.

Anyways, enjoy!

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Y/n stared at the door. She had been staring for quite some time now, long enough that her eyes were starting to cross.

She sighed, rubbing her eyes. She just wanted to go to sleep, but she couldn't. Not until her husband arrived.

That was one of the most important roles she had been taught. Never do anything before your husband's permission and approval.

She had known nothing about her wedding until a week ago, when her mother had walked into her room and told her that they had finally found a suitor for her.

The whole week had been filled with dress fitting sessions, mannerism classes and classes on what to do to please your husband.

She had learned these things before, knowing she would probably get wed into an elite family, but now that she was wed to a Royal, those classes had been extra hard.

A knock on the door sounded, and she got up to check. It definitely was not going to be her new husband, considering these were his quarters and he didn't need to knock.

A pretty female stood on the other side of the door, wearing a dress that barely left anything to the imagination. It was similar to what Y/n wore under her silk robe.

The female twisted a stand of her blond hair between her long fingers, trying her best to look coy. But Y/n saw right through her. Her eyes were sharp and cunning, shining with mirth as if she knew something no one else did.

"Is the high Lord here yet?"

Y/n eyed the female. "No."

"That's unfortunate."

"May I ask who you are?"

"Emily. You can call me Em." And then, she added, a smug smile on her face. "His favourite attendant."

"Attendant..." Y/n raised her brows.

"He prefers me over the others." Emily gestured towards a corner nearby where a couple of girls in a similar attire to hers chatted among themselves.

What?

Y/n didn't get it at first, but then she realised. These were concubines.

She couldn't even understand why she was surprised. Of course the high lord would have them. He didn't marry Y/n because he wanted a relationship or anything like that. He was just doing what was expected of him. Marry and pop out as many children as he could.

And of course, he wouldn't stop taking concubines to bed just because he was promised to someone else. He would probably want someone experienced to see to his needs and wants. Not someone who was forbidden from dallying in such activities so she could be pure when she was finally married to the highest bidder.

Someone like her.

"Oh. I see."

Emily smirked. "I guess if he hasn't arrived yet, I'll just have to wait. I apologise for disturbing you. I am sorry."

No you're not.

Y/n's eyes narrowed. This female didn't look apologetic in the slightest.

From the smirk on her face, she had done this just so she could irk Y/n. That was the most understandable excuse.

"I'll leave you to enjoy your time then. Have a good night, my lady."

Y/n nodded slowly. "You too."

She closed the door before returning to her spot on the couch.

The couch was near the fireplace, making it warm and comfortable. There were three doors in the chamber. Two of them led to huge bedrooms, one leading to an office.

She had looked around an hour after she arrived in the chamber she was to share with her new husband, bored. It had almost been three hours now, and still he wasn't here.

She sighed and continued staring the door.

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Eris's pov.

Fatigue weighed down Eris as he walked towards his chamber.

The day had been exhausting to say the least. First, he had multiple meetings before he had to be wed to a female his advisors council chose. And then, again, he had been swept up in countless meetings.

He had been High Lord for almost three months when the advisors finally decided to try and persuade him to get married, as no High Lord is supposed to be without an heir for long.

He didn't even know the female who had taken the vows with him. He knew nothing of the one who had bound herself to him for the rest of their lives except that her name was Y/n. Beautiful name, if he dared say so.

He had almost forgotten that he now had a wife after the long day of countless meetings until one of the advisors, a younger one, had wiggled his eyebrows and said 'have a good night my lord. Or dare I say, pleasurable?'

He had only realised what that was supposed to mean when he was all alone and walking to his room. If he hadn't been so tired or if he'd realised the bastard's meaning sooner, he would have hunted the rat down and flayed him for that.

He sighed as he turned into the hallway to his chambers, hoping to get some rest before he was expected to be up in a few hours.

But of course, the attendants were waiting to pounce on him.

He glared as they formed a ring around him, batting their eyelashes and trying to get his attention, caressing any part of his body they could reach.

It's a blessing they haven't already fallen to their knees and–

"Don't bother the High Lord. You already know he doesn't fancy you all." A voice calls, and the females fawning over him part to reveal a barely clothed Emily. Eris stopped himself from scowling. Barely.

"Emily." He said, emotionless. But on the inside, he was itching to incinerate her. Sure, she's been a good distraction, great even, what with her knowledge and experience in the bedroom. But when he found her acting as if he loved her, as if she was the next Lady of Autumn, he was pissed. He had never done anything to make her that delusional, and he'd been trying to avoid her since then.

It didn't help that she always showed up outside of his door.

"How would you like to–" She began, but Eris eyed her before turning and walking into his chamber.

He rubbed his brows as he stepped into the room, then froze when he found someone resting on his couch. For a moment, he was dumbfounded. Then he realised who it was. His new wife.

Emily continued talking, and when he turned to look at her, he found her trying to walk in behind him. When she saw him looking at her, she quieted, her mouth still hanging open as if she was stopped mid sentence. Eris gave her a look that would've sent powerful men running before slamming the door in her gaping face.

A startled gasp pierced the momentary silence, and he turned to look at the now awake Y/n.

She stared at him with wide eyes, her hands gripping the fabric of the couch.

"My–my Lord." She scrambled to stand, the silk robe she wore slipping from one shoulder.

She didn't seem to notice, but that was all Eris could look at.

She seemed to have a nightgown underneath, which, from what he could see, hardly seemed to cover anything. The parted robe had revealed her shoulder and a little bit of her chest. The thing was only held up by barely there thin straps on her shoulder. He realised he was staring and forced himself to look up.

"Why are you here?" He barked, quite harshly.

But that was how he was supposed to be.

He felt bad for a moment when hurt seemed to cross her features, but he didn't care. Couldn't care. Not for anyone. Not for her.

She blinked. "My lord?"

"I said why are you here? Why are you not sleeping in your room?"

"I– I wasn't supposed to sleep without– asking you first."

"Asking me what?"

"If you had any need of me..."

Eris cocked his head. "Need of you?"

Y/n swallowed, then glanced towards his bedroom.

"Ah." He realised what she meant. He gave her a cruel smirk, despite his brain wondering what she would feel like on–

"Do you even know anything about it?"

She swallowed again. "I..."

He huffed a laugh. "If I had any need, I have plenty of people who would love to help me out. I can very well take care of those needs myself."

She looked like she was about to cry, but she nodded nonetheless and spoke in a shaky but strong voice, which piqued his interest. This female was definitely something. Something more than the timid act she put up. "So if you have no need of me, may I go–"

"Go." He snapped. "And don't bother me."

She nodded, but Eris had already begun walking towards his office and locked himself in.

There, he put up a sound shield. He tested it before he let go of the tension in his shoulders and sighed deeply, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

What have I gotten myself into.

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He woke up to the feeling of the chair digging in his back. But he also felt the warmth of a blanket and his toes freed from the confinement of his boots.

He immediately jerked up, his eyes scanning the room. Someone had been in here while he slept.

Last night, after he had entered his office, he had decided to wait there for sometime and sort some papers out before going to sleep. But he was too tired to do any of that, and had slept in his chair.

He had gone to sleep with his boots on and no blanket.

He'll have to look into the security of the place.

He laced his boots quickly before walking to his room and getting changed after a quick bath.

Once he was done, he decided that checking on his hounds was more important than anyone's security, and so he walked towards where they were kept in his private lawn.

As he walked towards the kennels, he slowed his pace and strained his ears. Someone was here.

He walked quicker, making sure not to make noise as he turned the corner and found a female frozen, staring at his hounds. They were also still, staring at the female.

Y/n.

His blood boiled at the thought of anyone coming near his hounds, but he forced himself to calm down and walk to where she stood.

As soon as the hounds saw him, they began barking and racing towards him. Y/n hadn't noticed him yet.

As soon as she saw the dogs running towards him, and, in turn, her, she turned and began running too. When she spied him watching all of this, she quickly grabbed his hands and hid behind him.

"Do something!"

He raised a brow, even though she could not see. "Like what?"

"Anything! Get them away!"

"You're afraid of them?"

He felt her nodding against his back.

"Please, do something–"

He sighed, irritated.

"They are mine. They will not do anything."

"How do you know that? They could be in the mood to bite someone!"

"The–the mood to bite someone?" He asked, incredulous, as his hounds came to settle down near his feet, eyeing the female hiding behing him. "That's stupid. They don't bite unless you give them a reason to. They're very nice."

"They don't look nice." She mumbled, peeking around his biceps.

"I'm trying not to get offended by that."

He mentally smacked himself for that. He was being too gentle. He couldn't do that and have her thinking there was any potential for a relationship between them.

But no matter what he told himself, he couldn't pull away from her tiny hands clutching his forearms.

He sighed again after a few moments before grabbing her hand and dragging her forward.

"What are you doing?!" She screeched.

"Trying to get your fear out."

Eris tugged her hand towards one of his female hounds, Amber, trying to get Y/n to pet her. But Y/n dug her heels into the ground, trying to pull her hand away. "No. No no no." She chanted again and again.

He was now getting frustrated. "Come on, they're not that scary."

When he glanced back at her, he realised there were tears in her eyes. He blinked, then stopped trying to get her to touch them.

"Why are you crying... they're just creatures who won't bother you until you bother them..." He hadn't realised that it was such a sensitive topic for her.

"It's not them... not really. I've just always been scared of creatures with sharp teeth." She said between panting breaths.

"You could try to get rid of the fear."

"Why do you want me to touch them?" Her eyes simmered with anger as she turned to him. He was taken aback by the intensity in those beautiful eyes.

Beautiful? They can't be beautiful. Not for you. He told himself. If you let yourself think that way, those beautiful eyes would soon be filled with even more tears. Or they'll be lifeless.

Shaking his head, he wondered that himself. Why the hell was he so interested in getting her fear out?

He sighed. Turning away from her and letting go of her completely, he said. "Go. Leave."

She didn't. Instead she stood and watched as Eris took care of his hounds, doing all the necessary work.

After almost an hour or two, as Eris was trying to leave, he spied her watching him intently. He faltered, but before he could look away, she approached him.

"Are you sure they will not bite?"

A foreign feeling erupted in Eris's belly, and he cleared his throat. "Yes, I am sure."

She eyed the hounds who lingered nearby, then nodded, as if trying to convince herself.

"I'll make you a deal."

"A deal?" He probably sounded stupid, but he couldn't come up with a better response. No one, absolutely no one in his entire lifetime had spoken Eris is in such a way.

She lifted her chin. "Yes, a deal. I will try to face my fear, like you wanted me to, and in return, you will not be an asshole."

He blinked. She really was something. "Why would I do that?"

"Because I say so."

He raised his brows. He studied her for a moment.

A flush had climbed up Y/n's neck, and she looked breathless.

"So? Do you accept?"

He sighed. "Fine."

She held out her hand, and he eyed it before taking it and pulling her towards the hounds nearby.

He crouched, then tugged her hand to make her crouch as well. She did.

When he looked over at her, he found her eyes filled with fear. Her other hand came up to clutch his arm tightly when he lifted her hand towards the gentlest hound he owned, a female who had recently given birth.

"Her name is Amber. She recently gave birth, and is the most caring and, as you say, nicest, of the pack."

Eris felt her hand shaking, and despite himself, he ran his thumb over her hand, trying to calm her.

He held her much smaller hand in his as her fingers connected with the fur on Amber's head, and Amber seemed to smile. It felt like a smile to Eris, at the very least.

Y/n was stiff, to the point where Eris felt her discomfort just by looking at her.

The two of them stayed there for sometime, caressing Amber's head, until Eris had to leave for a meeting.

As he stood to leave, she jumped up as well, her fingers tight on his sleeve.

He nearly rolled his eyes before turning and leaving, her following behind. She kept looking behind her, as if she would find the hounds running to bite her.

Y/n sprinted through the doors of the fortress as soon as it was within sight.

He shook his head, trying to hide his amusement.

He found her panting just inside the door, her chest heaving. He looked away.

"They're scary."

"Then you should have left. I told you to leave. Why didn't you?"

"If I had left, I wouldn't have seen you playing with them, I wouldn't have known what kind of person you were."

He narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

Y/n shrugged. "I just am really good at reading people. You don't seem like the person you pretend to be."

His heart stopped for a moment before starting back up. "Then you must not be good at all when it comes to reading people."

She simply smiled. "Your hounds scared me really bad. Bet they come in handy for scaring people."

"You shouldn't judge them by heir looks. You shouldn't judge anyone if you don't know enough about them."

"Yet you let people judge you when they know nothing about you."

"That is because what they think is true." His heart was doing happy little backflips in his chest.

Be still, you little bastard. He chided in his mind.

"Keep telling yourself that." She took a step closer, and his breath hitched, staring deep into her eyes. "But I'll never belive that."

She smiled and patted his cheek before turning away. "Oh, also. We'll meet at this time tomorrow as well?"

He narrowed his eyes when she turned halfway. "What for?"

"Are we not trying to get my fear of hounds out?"

He didn't know what to say. Which was a first. Never in his life had he ever been dumbfounded.

She looked like she was holding back a laugh. "We'll meet here tomorrow at the same time then. Husband."

His heart made a loud thump at that. "S–sure."

Sure? He wanted to kick himself between his legs. He didn't want to spend more time with her than was strictly necessary. He would only be fuelling whatever idea she had in her mind.

He took a deep breath, trying to get a hold of his thoughts.

"You aren't what I thought you would be like. You are even acting differently than yesterday."

She smiled. "Yesterday I didn't know if you were just like your father or you were a good man. Now I do. Thanks to your hounds."

That was when he remembered something. He had heard that her family also had a pack of dogs, not ones like his hounds, but similar nonetheless.

"You– you shouldn't be scared of hounds. You had dogs before–" He accused.

She just turned away, a smirk on her face. "Have a good day."

"You too..."

Eris watched as she sauntered away, her hips swaying.

He didn't know what to make of the conversation, but he did know one thing.

The way forward would be... interesting.

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He held her much smaller hand in his as her fingers connected with the fur on Raven's –Amber's daughter's– head, and Raven seemed to smile. It felt like a smile to Eris, at the very least.

The girl in his arms squealed happily, and the two boys nearby looked over with smiles on their faces.

"You like her?" He questioned.

"Yes daddy! She is so cute and soft."

Olive, the second youngest of Eris and Y/n's children, was a daddy's girl through and through.

In the years since their marriage, the couple had become parents to two sets of twins. The first set, both boys, Maple and Sawyer, were nearby, and they adored their younger siblings.

The younger set of twins, Cormac and Olive, had been born only a couple of years ago.

Leaves crunched nearby, and Eris glanced up to find Y/n walking towards them, Cormac in her arms, giggling.

Cormac loved his mother so much that if she was away for longer than an hour, he would scream loud enough so that the whole of Autumn Court would be able to hear it.

Y/n set Cormac down, who gave his father a toothy smile as he stumbled towards Maple, who was the closest to him.

Sawyer plucked Olive from Eris's lap and walked towards where Maple and Cormac were talking.

Eris smiled at Y/n as they watched the children, the older ones nodding to what the younger ones were saying.

Eris stood, slipping an arm around his wife and mate, leaning close. Y/n's eyes widened as she glanced at the kids then back to Eris.

"Not in front of them Eris–"

"They can close their eyes." With that, Eris captured his wife's lips with his.

Soon enough, gagging sounds interrupted them, and he heard tiny feet sprinting closer. He pulled away, grinning, to find Olive almost upon them.

"No kissing mommy, daddy. Its disgusting." She put one of her fists onto her little hip and the other pointed at the two of them threateningly.

"I told daddy not to kiss me, he didn't listen." Y/n piped up, and Eris glared at her accusingly.

Olive turned to her father and pointed the chubby little finger towards him. It wasn't as intimidating, considering she barely was half his height.

Before Olive could speak, Sawyer picked her up and ran out. Maple and Cormac followed the two out, but not before Maple winked at his mother cheekily.

She was blushing by the time Eris turned back to her.

He smirked at her and she shook her head. Not giving him time to act on any of his wishes, she wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.

"I love you."

He smiled, kissing the top of her head. "I love you more. And I will be eternally grateful for the family you have provided me with."

She opened her mouth to protest, but he shut her up with a kiss.

•○🌑○•

Taglist: @bubybubsters @eos-princess @nightless @imma-too-many-fandoms

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[zenkindoflove]

Elucien and Sarion Parallels

Ever since I finished HOFAS, I can't help but think of all the parallels between Elain x Lucien and Sathia x Tharion. It's definitely not a coincidence and it makes me have big high hopes for both ships in the future of their series. So I made a big list of all the ways their characters and situations are paralleling each other. HOFAS spoilers under the cut.

This is the most obvious parallel. Both Elucien and Sarion are strangers finding themselves in a romantic entanglement. Elucien's mating bond snaps as soon as they meet each other, effectively making them strangers who are soulmates. Sarion is a marriage of convenience trope, where before ever speaking to each other, they both agree to marry so that Sathia doesn't have to marry one of the Murder Twins. Both have to essentially get to know the other one under the circumstances of having a romantic bond between them.

Tropes Are Troping.

There are tons of similarities in the actual situations that Elucien and Sarion first meet. They are both in a throne room, standing in front of an evil Fae King who is putting Elain and Sathia in a very high-stakes, traumatizing, nonconsensual situation. Before Elain is turned Fae and before the mating bond snaps, Lucien protests what is happening to her, leading to his bondage. He breaks through the bonds once she is dumped onto the floor, running to her to cover her with his jacket to preserve her modesty and provide her with his protection. As the CC crew bargain for Sathia's freedom, which is going nowhere fast, Tharion offers himself to marry Sathia so that she doesn't have to be shackled to one of the Murder Twins forever. He's effectively, like Lucien, the only one who takes the extra step to protect her.

Meet Cute.

Given the trope that Elucien and Sarion are both in, both couples effectively belong to one another right from the start. Lucien and Elain are often referred to each other as mates and Lucien's internal thoughts claim her as his mate. "Mine. You are mine, and I am yours. Mate". In Tharion's POV, he very quickly labels her as his wife and seems comfortable embracing that label for her. Literally, one of my favorite parts about these tropes is how these romantic and intimate labels now have such a distinct and powerful punch against the background of the tension behind the trope.

My Wife/My Mate

This section really deserves a bullet point list because omg, there are so many parallels in these two characters.

Lucien and Tharion

-Redheads

-Flirty rakes who like to "dally"

-Depicted as having lots of low-commitment sexual encounters before they meet their love interest.

-This part of their characters seems to be a defense mechanism to protect their hearts.

-As soon as they do find their love interest which is an instant high-commitment, they are both singularly focused on them and loyal. Feyre states Lucien no longer enjoys the company of females now that he's a "mated male" and we no longer see Tharion flirting with or hooking up with any other characters.

-They're both self-loathing, broody sad dudes who don't have high opinions of their worth. Lucien: "I am seventh son of the Autumn Court" And a whole lot of nothing. Tharion: Captain Whatever. More like Captain Worthless.

-Both jump around in their allegiances after finding themselves in abusive power struggles. For both characters currently in their respective series, they've jumped from court/queens several times, and essentially find themselves aimless and without homes, relying on the generosity of their friends to hopefully take them in and see their worth.

-Both have had someone they love tragically taken from them that greatly affects their motivations and self-loathing.

TBH there are probably a ton more but this is just what I'm thinking of on the fly.

Elain and Sathia are a shorter list but I think that is only because we know less about them than Lucien and Tharion respectively.

Elain and Sathia

-Both are a more traditional feminine archetype. They're described as beautiful, petite, with many characteristics associated with upholding tradition and fulfilling more stereotypical feminine roles.

-Both are shown to value marriage and seek it out from men with power and influence. Elain with Graysen and Sathia in the HOSAB bonus chapter when she asks about Cormac.

-Both fall madly in love with their first love. Sathia says her separation from Collin is her "Ordeal". Elain is shown to be horribly depressed and desperately runs to find Graysen the first opportunity she gets. As Sathia does once she sees Collin again.

-Both are described as having some "vapid" traits that makes people underestimate them. Elain's interests in gardening and cooking is dismissed. Sathia is described as a fairly stereotypical rich and prissy girl who Ruhn thinks only cares about her manicures and clothes.

-Speaking of that underestimation, we see at different points in their series that characters around them are often surprised when they reveal that they are actually quite intelligent, thoughtful, and brave.

-Both have a moment of "standing up" for their love interest. Elain's famous "His name is Lucien" line and Sathia standing up to the Viper Queen on behalf of Tharion when they meet her in the alley.

-There is of course a bit of a difference between them. Elain is described as being more timid. Ruhn refers to Sathia as "a predator". So they both take a bit different approaches to how they fit into their social groups.

Elucien and Sarion both enter into their romance trope with other love interests either in their pasts or currently that they're involved with. Lucien has Jesminda, who he still loves deeply and mourns her death. Elain has Graysen, who she is engaged to but her turning Fae puts a big wedge in their relationship. Sathia isn't with Collin but clearly still loves him. It's unclear how far their relationship ever got. Tharion is the only one who is emotionally "unattached" but he is very much still in the web of the River Queen's daughter and his 10-year long engagement of duress to her.

It's complicated.

In both cases, Tharion and Lucien are effectively unattached. Maybe it's complicated but they are more free and open to the bond they now have to this stranger. Elain and Sathia are not, however. Both Elain and Sathia show that they still have a deep commitment to their former loves and take similar actions by giving into their most romantic fantasies and running after their first loves to try and save the relationship. We know for Elain, that her seeking out Graysen was the nail in the coffin for them. With Sathia, her situation with Collin is left very open ended. But both are full of angst and both show that Elain and Sathia are very romantic at heart and commit deeply to the men that they love. Both Tharion and Lucien are shown to be very understanding and not possessive of Sathia and Elain. Lucien is not present for Elain seeing Graysen but he gives her space to work through her feelings and it's known he's met Graysen and doesn't think highly of him yet its implied he has left him alone. Tharion does not go after Sathia as soon as she leaves to find Collin and even hopes that should he die she'd be free to marry Collin if he can get away from the Viper Queen.

She is still in love with her ex.

Now we don't know how Elain or Sathia truly feel for Lucien and Tharion. We have neither of their POVs. We do however see Tharion and Lucien's POVs and at least based on actions alone, Lucien is clearly more interested in pursuing the mating bond than Elain is at the moment. When Sathia leaves to find Collin, Tharion spends a lot of time with her letter and its said he can't stop thinking about her as he makes his way to help Bryce with defeating the Asteri.

He falls first.

Lucien and Tharion both go to "rescue" their love interest. Lucien desperately wants to leave Spring to make sure that Elain is okay after her trauma in Hybern. He still doesn't trust the Night Court and has no idea what they're doing to her. He crosses Prythian with Feyre, going into Autumn Court where he knows they could kill him on the spot and where he experienced some of his worst traumas. But he braves it all just so he can see Elain once and make sure she's okay. He's fully aware she has a fiance and may not want anything to do with him. Tharion, after the Asteri are defeated, is seen in his last chapter of HOFAS returning back to the Meat Market where the Viper Queen holds a bounty on his head and essentially owned him as her slave. But he returns so he can make sure that Sathia is not in danger. Similar to Lucien, he's returning to the place of his trauma, risking it all with little expectations that Sathia will "choose him"

Damsels in distress.

Lucien is an emissary and he is well known for his social skills. Elain similarly has been described as being very charming and sociable, able to befriend servants or nobles. It's a common head canon amongst Eluciens that Elain and Lucien, once they start spending time together, will find themselves in a situation where they have to act as emissaries and Elain will impress Lucien with her natural skills. We see this scenario play out with Tharion and Sathia when they try to convince the River Queen to protect some of Crescent City's most vunerable members. Tharion is impressed at how skilled Sathia is when talking to the queen, able to charm and "speak her language" which is that of nobility and politeness.

Emissaries.

Prediction: I have a feeling that not only are both Elucien and Sarion end game, but I think their end game is going to be mirror images of where they started. Elucien started with a mating bond and I think they will fall in love and choose to marry each other. And the reverse, Sarion started with a marriage but I also think they will fall in love and the mating bond will snap between them. It would just be such a cute additional parallel to how SJM has set up their characters and story arcs.

#elucien #sarion #hofas spoilers #elain x lucien #sathia x tharion #tharion ketos #tharion x sathia #sathia flynn #lucien vanserra #elain archeron #pro elucien #pro sarion #sathia hawthorne #i'm gonna need someone to tell me sathia's full name #i'm confused

[sometimesiwrite13]

Dallas Winston x Fem!OC

warnings: nudity, bruises, my writing! mentions of hickeys, kinda ooc dallas, narrated from ponyboy’s pov, established relationship, this does not follow the outsider’s storyline, pony has a slight crush on indi🤭

author’s note: so this is the first thing I’ve written!! I hope you all like it! I created the character of Indiana a long time ago, let me know if you guys want more of her!! hope you guys enjoy it!

Dallas came to the door, he looked like he had been sleeping, his hair was messy and he was shirtless. After we told him what had happened he let us into Bucks, we followed after him into his room. It was the middle of august and Bucks was incredibly hot and humid, I started sweating inmediatly. Before we got into his room Dallas brought a finger to his mouth and shushed us.

-Indi is sleeping inside, don’t go wakin' her up. He whispered. It was really shocking to see Dallas caring for someone so much. I would have laughed if my cheekbone didn’t hurt so much. Johnny and I nodded. Dally carefully opened the door.

When we walked in, I stood next to Johnny as I scanned the room, I looked over to the bed and my mouth opened slightly and my cheeks reddened. Dallas was talking to us but I couldn’t hear a word he said.

On the bed layed Indi, her whole back bare and facing towards us, she was only wearing underwear. The bedspread only covered her hips and legs. She suddenly stirred and I looked away.

-Did ya hear anythin' I said Pone? Dallas asked, frustration evident on his face. I was about to answer but a voice was suddenly heard through the room

-Dal? Dallas turned around and went over to where Indi layed. He caressed her hair and spoke lowly

-Go back to sleep baby. He pressed a kiss to her hairline

-Who’s here? Indi pulled the bedspread over her chest and sat up she looked towards us wide eyed and wrapped her arms around her chest. Dally got up and grabbed a shirt that layed on the ground. As he grabbed it I realised why both of them had fresh bruises on their necks and why they were both half naked and I suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable. Dallas put her shirt on quickly and kissed her cheek.

-What are you guys doing here? She asked us

-They got into a brawl, came here to get fixed up so that Darry doesn’t yell at 'em. Dally smirked as she told Indi that. Indi moved closer to Dal and wrapped her arms around his arm and softly kissed his bicep, she then layed her head on it. Dallas looked down at her with such adoration it was hard to believe it was actually Dallas Winston.

#dallas winston #the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #johnny cade #dallas winston x reader #ponyboy curtis x reader #the outsiders x reader #johnny cade x reader #x reader #the outsiders 1983

[yukina-otome]

Chevalier Michel: Show we a new side of you (his pov) Translation Part 1

Hello everyone! I come back with yet another translation of Chevalier election reward story. The story is very long and entirely in his pov as well as fully voiced. (Even his inner thoughts were voiced, it truly was a delight to the ears.) It also comes with its own cg.

Since the story is quite long and naturally divide into 3 parts, this translation will also be done in 3 parts.

Thank you very much to @jenaiea, who gave me the story so that i could translate it. I hope everyone enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed translating it.

Please give a like and a reblog or comment so that I'd know my work is appreciated. (Could motivate me to release the other parts faster hehe)

NB: If you wanna be tagged for the next parts please say so in the comments.

I never had something that could be called a hobby in my life

I do love reading books but that also has a practical side to it. So I do not do it entirely for pleasure.

I never had anything I did just because I liked it.

That is, until I met MC.

Chevalier: I do not like to dilly dally so today’s training will be in the form of directl combat.

This is the training grounds, where Knights usually have their training sessions.

Usually, the training of soldiers was managed by Clavis and the red-head

But If I don't train my body from time to time, I might become rusty.

(That’s the reason I've been telling everyone but…)

Chevalier: Try to make me go down on my knees. I do hope you’ll entertain me a bit.

The knights pick up their wooden swords and start their usual formation.

It seems they had come up with a plan, but they were all too predictable.

(Well, I do hope some remains standing by the time the simpleton comes.)

The most powerful knights attacked first.

+Sword clashing sounds+

Chevalier: ……Too slow.

I kicked the knight that attacked me from the front, then turned around and hit the knight who sneaked up to attack me from the back.

(Their attack is a little bit more organized than the last time but that’s it.)

(It would be enough to deal with small fry, but it does not work on me.)

I trusted my sword with great precision toward their vital point and all the knights fell one after another.

The knight exhausted bodies piled up on the ground as they usually did when training with me.

(If this keeps going I can’t achieve my other goal.)

(.....Or maybe not, i guess luck is with me today.)

I felt another presence and when I glanced toward the entrance, I saw her familiar face.

Usually, even when she comes to watch, all Knights are down so there is nothing more for her to see.

Chevalier: Is that all?

I dared to provoke the knights, who were all wiping the floor with their bodies.

One knight stood up and picked up his fallen sword.

Knight: Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

(If this was the battlefield, attacking dumbly like this would have him killed, but it seems there is room for improvement.)

I kick the knight before his swords get to touch my body.

Chevalier: I acknowledge your spirit, at the very least.

Cyril: I am extremely sorry, King Chevalier.

The knight who was able to stay standing amidst the other fallen knight, was the red-head, Cyril.

Chevalier: If this was the battlefield, you would have been the only surviving soldier. But would that have any meaning?

Cyril: It wouldn't. All I would be able to do is cry for my fallen comrades.

Chevalier: So instead you’d choose a meaningless death?

Cyril: Of course, How could I go back to my lord if I failed his expectations?

(I would have agreed with this mindset before, but now….)

The red-headed kept a firm hold of his sword, his whole body tense as if he was really on the battlefield.

For a few minutes, our sword clashed.

(As expected, he does have quite the potential.)

Red-head attacked my vital points accurately and without waste.

Anyone not skilled enough would not be able to keep up with him.

Chevalier: Your movement has become more precise since the last time we fought.

Cyril: Yes. If I keep losing, I’ll drag my lord’s face into the mud.

Chevalier: ……….. (smug laugh)

(Well, I too, can’t afford to lose in front of my simpleton.)

The fight was fierce, and he was looking for any small opportunity so that he could strike me.

After a while, I parried his attack and his sword fell to my feet.

Cyril: Well, in the end I ended up losing pathetically.

Chevalier: Still, that was a good match.

Chevalier: And I advise you to change that mindset of not going back alive.

Chevalier: Even if you were to be the only one left standing, it is your duty as a Knight to return to your master.

Chevalier: As the strongest of the knights, try to bring back as many alive Knights as you can including yourself. If you can’t even do that, then you're incompetent.

Cyril: I’ll keep that in mind….

Red-head is specifically capable amongst the knights, he will not disobey his lord’s orders unless he has no other choice.

(The fact that I started thinking that the knight's lives were as important as victory is thanks to the simpleton’s influence.)

Chevalier: Now, all the fools who died on the battlefield, do not come back until you have done 100 laps around the castle.

All the knights: Whaaat?! 100 laps?!

Chevalier: There is no mercy for the losers.

Cyril: Thank you very much! Everyone! Do not complain! Go!

The knights rushed all out of the training grounds at once.

Now that the hindrances were gone, there was only me and MC there.

(Or maybe not.)

Outside the training ground, I could feel the presence of many knights, along with red-head and I could see them peeking through the door.

MC: King Chevalier, well done.

Chevalier: I don’t think there was anything worthy of you purposely visiting.

MC: I’m sorry for disturbing you.

Chevalier: The knights were the one in the way.

I put my arms around her waist and hugged her awkwardly.

Chevalier: By the way, the loser got a penalty, but isn’t it also natural for the winner to get a reward?

MC: A reward?

(I am being….ridiculous.)

The need for a reward was part of human nature, so I approached my face to hers without looking away.

And quickly sealed her lips with mine.

She seemed to completely forget about where we were before she suddenly became aware and pushed my chest gently.

I expected this sort of reaction from her.

Chevalier: What is it?

MC: Why don’t I give you your reward after we go back to your room?

Chevalier: Then it will be too late.

MC: Really?

When I glanced toward the entrance, MC followed my gaze and became speechless.

(Do you not realize that even your cute reactions are part of my reward?)

MC panicked and started moving her mouth as if she wanted to say something, yet not a single sound would come out.

It was rare for her to make such an expression these days, because she always tried to look calm and dignified.

Chevalier: I really want to show them who exactly you belong to, but….

I hugged MC so that her expression could not be seen by the knights.

Chevalier: I have no intention of letting them see this adoringly foolish face expression of yours.

(I really seem to have developed quite the wicked hobby.)

As I thought that, I saw MC’s red ears as she buried her face into my chest, and my heart skipped a beat.

Yuki's note: That's it for part 1! If you didn't get enough of Cheva pls check the other translation that i did for him as well as clavis 2022 birthday as well as my own story that i wrote. You can check all that from my MASTERLIST

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[sadie-bug345]

if each member of the gang had a youtube/tiktok account what would they post

AHH ilysm i’m so fangirling rn-ANYWAYS

ponyboy:

he seems like more of a watcher rather than creator

but he’d do like study with me’s LMAO

that or super long and in depth video essays

super random topics too

like about movies or books mainly but he goes EVERYWHERE during the vids

guy gets so off topic😭

johnny:

same as pony, he’s more of a content consumer

but his vids mainly consist of recording two-bit do dumb shit💀

like weird ahh challenges that two comes up with and johnnys just dying as the cameraman and darry’s just like

🧍‍���️🙅‍♂️‼️

GOOFYYY

sodapop:

the MOST RANDOM STUFF

like almost any side of the internet that exists

soda is a functioning member of that

he’ll do like movie reviews, povs, cooking, vlogs, everythinggg

and he’s pretty dang popular on it too duh

on his main acc he posts the goofiest .5s of everyone LMAO

darry:

prob some vlogs like “day in the life of a single dad who works two jobs” or smth😭

that or cooking vids

but they’re actually funny and edited well

cause guy ISNT a boomer🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️

anyways his accs are pretty popular too

dally;

now ik that there’s some arguing back and forth abt whether he’d post thirst traps

BUT LIKE YALL REMEMBER THE FIRST SCENE OF THE MOVIE

my husband was STRUTTING down the sidewalk

so you can’t say he doesn’t got a superiority complex stemming from an inferiority complex

but he’d only post a shirtless pic occasionally

in general he probably forgets he even has accounts😭😭😭

surprisingly popular tho ngl

two-bit:

SILLY GOOFY CRAZY

just sooo over edited challenge videos

straight up vibes

he forgets he has a yt acc but then the next month posts like 100 vids in two days

and then he just stops again and everyone’s like

“the cinnamon challenge got two-bit😔🪦🕊️”

BUT NOTHING CAN STOP TWO BIT🥰🙏🫶

steve:

car vids i’m sorry

i feel like that’s stereotypical steve but that’s like his one interest explained in the book cause ponyboys a little petty bitch and doesn’t mention him like at all💀

anyways he’ll go to car shows and stuff and they’re pretty serious

but soda will just pop in like halfway thru every vid like “😃🤚HEY” and it’s the funniest thing ever

ANYWAYS TYSM for requesting!! my inbox is open!🫶🤪🥰

#dallas winston #the outsiders #the outsiders sodapop #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #two bit mathews #steve randle

[danielwithanl]

how do you feel about the outsiders musical /j

Johnny look like the guy that does those alpha povs

Ponyboy looks like a white TikTok boy

-1 point for no blonde dally.

What happened to soda 🤨

#the outsiders #karate kid #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #the outsiders musical

[oscarstudios]

POV: Someone is about to bully Dallie!

(FREE TO RP)

#dallie cooper #pov rp

[crazyf0rswayze]

Dallas: I'll Make it Up!!

Can you do dally of when he forgets about a date and forgets about the reader so than she goes to Darry’s house and sees him and they make up aka smut

Warnings: cursing, smut, mentions of being submissive vs dominant.

Y/N POV

It was our monthly date night...and he forgot. How could he forget!? It's the same day every month! The third Friday of the month! I'm all dolled up. A new dress, a different style of makeup and he's a half hour late. He's never ever this late. He forgot. I decide to go over to Darry's house instead to talk to him. We've been friends for a little bit, and that's how I met Dallas. He has always been there to talk to, and he gives pretty good advice. It takes a few minutes to walk over to his house and when I get there....Dallas is having a full blown conversation with Johnny. I wouldn't have an issue with it if it weren't date night. There were three people in the house. Darry, Dally, and Johnny. 

"Hey Y/n, what's up? How are you?" Darry asks from the kitchen. 

"Fine" I mumble and walk over to the counter. I sit on it and Darry just looks at Dallas and then me. 

"What's wrong?" He asks. His brows furrowed with concern.

"Dallas and I were supposed to have a date and he forgot. We had reservations and it's too late now" I say in a whisper. I was looking down at the ground, afraid to meet Darry's eyes thinking I might cry. 

"Go talk to him" Darry replies whispering. 

"No. He's talking to Johnny" I say

"Go say hi or something. Once you guys start talking I'll get out for a bit and bring Johnny with me. I'll meet up with Soda and Pony or something. Ok?" He explains. I'm looking at the floor still, so he leans down so his face blocks my view. He has a nice smile plastered on his face. I chuckle and look back up. Darry smiles again and walks back over to the other side of the kitchen to read the paper. 

"Hey Dal" I say quietly. 

"Hey doll. Why are you all dolled up?" Dallas asks. 

"Hey Johnny. Let's um...let's meet up with the boys for some ice cream" Darry says. 

"Sure! Bye Dallas. I'll see you tomorrow " Johnny says. He waves and walks out the door with Darry.

"Um....Dallas we had a date today. That's why I'm all dolled" I say, not looking in his eyes.

DALLAS'S POV

Shit...I'm complete forgot. How could I be so damn stupid!? It's the same every month!

"Baby! I'm so so sorry! I-I complete forgot. It slipped my mind. I-I'll make it up to you!" I say. I had never ever forgotten a date, and this definitely hurt her. And I didn't want her hurt. But I didn't really know how to make it up to her. Well.... I guess there is a way.

"How!? I was so excited for this date! Dallas how could you make it up!?" Y/n says. Her voice was a little angry, but she wasn't raising her voice, which was good...I guess.

"Well...we could start by taking this off" I say, reaching for the thin straps of her dress.

"You know I can't say no to that" she says, letting a smile spread across her beautiful face. 

"But we can't fuck on one of the Curtis' beds"

"We can take their parents old room....or Sodapop's room because he sleeps with Pony"

"You lead the way" she says. I smile and grab her hand, taking her to their parents old room. Lots of the things were moved out, and put into storage, so it was quite empty.

Y/N POV

It was most certainly a little weird that we were about to have sex in their house, but God I needed him right here right now, and it was so weird. I was so mad at him and now I'm aching for him inside me. Dallas spun me around, bringing me away from my thoughts and back to reality. My back was to him.... He lifts my skirt up and feels me through my lace panties.

"Baby...you're very wet. Why is that?" He asks teasingly

"B-because you said you'd make it up to me...a-and I really like that we're going to do it this way" I say a little nervous.

"Good..." He says. He slowly unzips my dress, and it falls to the floor. I shudder at the cold air hitting my exposed breasts. 

"No bra? Mmm" He says. He cups my breasts, and slowly starts to massage them. He starts to kiss my neck, leaving a hickey. I let out little whimpers as he nibbles at my sensitive skin. 

"Dallas" I moan out.

"Yes darling?" He asks, pulling his head away from my neck. 

"That feels nice...but can we do something else?" I ask softy. 

"Of course darling. You tell me what you want. Tonight you can take charge" he says. 

"How about you take your shirt and jeans of baby" I say. He steps away from me, and I hear him undo his buckle and pull his jeans down. He pulls his shirt off, and he walks back over. 

"Is this better?" He asks. I could feel his warm body up against mine, and his bulge against my ass. 

"Yes. Now...how about you get on your knees in front of me" I suggest. He walks in front of me, and slowly gets on his knees. He looks up at me....and he looked so submissive. It was so hot, and it most certainly made the pool in my underwear worse. He reaches for my panties, and pulls them off. They fall to my ankles, and I step forward, and away from them. His nose is right above my wetness. He reaches a hand up, and feels me again. I whimper at the feeling of his digits on me. 

"So wet for me" he whispers, the warm air coming from his mouth hitting my pussy. I buck my hips forward, and hit his lips. I pull them back and Dallas leans forward and into me. He wraps his arms around my thighs, as his tongue connects with my arousal soaked cunt. I let out soft moans. He felt so good, and he always knew what I needed and how I wanted it. That's what I loved about him. His tongue went between my lips, and circled my clit before going back and teasing my entrance. 

"Mmmm" I moan out. My one hand was massaging my breast and the other was tangled in Dally's hair. My head was tilted back in pleasure, and my eyes were closed for the same reason. One of Dallas's arms slowly departs from my leg, and goes to my pussy. Dallas pulls the tip of his tongue out of me, and replaces it with a finger. I let out a loud moan, and then Dallas adds another digit inside. I whimper and moan as he makes me feel good. He moved his fingers in and out slowly, and his tongue circles, sucks and nibbles on my clit. He hasn't done that before...he hasn't nibbled on me but it felt to damn good. Too good to keep my moans down. I was loudly moaning at all the sensations. Dallas hums into me, sending vibrations through my core. 

"Dallas! Mmmm! You're making me feel so good!" I cry out. He hums again. I buck my hips and then pull them back. He starts to do everything a little faster, getting me closer and closer to my release. He's looking up at me with eyes full of love and full of the need to make me feel good. They could send me over the edge, and they did. My body starts to tremble and shake as I cum. Dallas quickly stands up, and holds my body with one hand, his other hand it's fingers still in me. He makes small little thrusts, almost unnoticeable, as I ride out my high. I lean into his body once I'm done, and he pets my hair. 

"Good girl" he says. He finally pulls his fingers out of me, and they're coated with my juices. He lifts his hand up to my lips, and taps my lips. I open up my mouth, and he puts his digits in my mouth.

"Mmmmmm" I moan out as I taste myself. I suck on him, and I run my tongue on and between his fingers, cleaning them off. He looks at me with a mischievous smirk. He knew what he was doing, making me submissive again. I'm not sure I would let it happen though.... After a minute, he pulls his fingers out of my mouth. I swallow every last bit of the juices in my mouth. 

DALLAS'S POV

She was hot when she was all dominate. I'm not really a submissive guy but god she could change that and I loved that. 

"I think I want you on the bed..." She says. I walk over to the bed and lie down. She comes over and straddles me, making me harder than ever. She takes my boxers off, throwing them to the side. Y/n takes my hard cock in her hands any slowly pumps it, speaking all my pre-cum all over my member. 

"Dallas darling, do you have a condom?" She asks all hot.

"Y-yes. It's in my wallet. I can grab it if you'd like" I reply a little nervous for God knows why.

"No its ok" she says. She gets up, and walks over to my jeans, pulling my wallet out of them. She opens it up and takes a look

"Dallas Tucker Winston...aged 21?" she says, reading my ID. 

"I almost forgot your middle name was Tucker...so cute. But why 21?" she says. Her voice gets all high pitched when she says cute, like she's talking to her dog. She fumbles through my wallet in the darkness, and finds the condom I keep in there. She walks back over too me, straddles me again, and opens up the condom. She rolls it on and I buck my hips up at her light touch. I needed more so badly.

"It says 21 so I can buy bee-" Y/n aligns my member with her entrance, and slowly slides down on it. The pleasure of her in me cuts me off. She lets out loud moans and whimpers as her hole gets stretched by my cock. 

"Feel good?" I ask. 

"Y-yes." She replies. She puts her hands on my stomach and puts her weight on my briefly before starting to go up and down on me. She moves her hands and puts them on my thighs so she can lean back in all her pleasure. She leans back slightly and knocks her head back. She starts off with slow bounces, and then starts going way faster. She's a loud moaning mess for me...

Y/N POV

It has been a little bit since Dallas and I had sex, so it felt better than it usually would because of waiting so long. 

"Aaah. Dally it feels t-too good" I say. All Dallas does is place his hands on my hips, steadying me and helping me go up and down. After a little bit he moves one hand and rapidly starts to rub my clit. The pleasure was too much, but I still wanted to go so much longer. 

"D-dallas can I please cum!?" I plead and whine

DALLAS'S POV

Even though she was very dominant right now, it was so hot to see her be submissive and ask to cum.

"Wait a little bit ok?"

Y/N POV

I was glad and mad he told me to wait because soon it would be too much. I could feels myself pulse and clench on him for a split second and go back to normal as I neared the edge.

"DALLY PLEASE I NEED TO CUM!" I yell and plead for his permission.

"Go darling! Come on, cum on my cock." He says as I start to cum. I completely lose myself and fall onto his perfect body to steady me. My head was knocked back and my back was arched so my stomach was pushed closer to his. He wraps his arms around my shaking body. I soon calm down, and he kisses my head.

"You did so good baby. Good girl" he coos. All I can do is hum. 

"I have to get up. I have to clean you up baby." He says. I pout not wanting his cock to leave from inside of me. He smiles at me.

"Ok... fine" I say. I slowly get off him and plop next to him instead. He stand up and pulls his boxers back on. 

"I'll be back ok?" 

"Ok" I respond. I go under the covers and cozy up as I wait for Dally. He comes back quickly and kneels on the bed. He holding a towel. He slides his hands under the blanket and reaches my thigh, rubbing it. 

"Open baby, I have to wipe you off" he says very sweetly. He was a very sweet guy when you got to know him.

"Ok" I say in a barley audible whisper. I open up my legs, and he slowly reaches over to my pussy. He wipes my juices with the damp towel and then pulls it away.

"Good girl" he coos. He takes his condom off, ties it, and throws it away. He then cleans his dick off with the towel. He crawls in bed with me and wraps his arms around my waist. 

"You did so good tonight. I'm proud baby." Dally praises. God I loved it when he praised me.

"Thank you" I say

"Are you still mad at me" he asks 

"Maybe...maybe just thiisss much" I say. I pinch my fingers together with about 3 centimeters between them.

"Ok...that's good" he says with a breathy chuckle. I look up at him and he kisses my lips. 

"Let's get some sleep ok?"

"Ok" I say as I snuggle into him. I rest my head on his chest, and wrap my arms around his toned figure. 

"I love you" I say

"I love you too" he says. I feel his kiss the top of my head as I close my eyes to sleep. I'm about to drift off when we hear the front door open

"WERE BACK! BUT YOU TOO CAN SLEEP" Darry calls out. I have a feeling he knows what we did....

#the outsiders #the outsiders 1983 #fanfic #greaser #dallas winston smut #dallas winston #the outsiders smut #smut #kisses

[nocturnal-lee]

I don't think I do, what is the word? You gotta tell me

I cantttt >:( you know this!! Bullyyyyy!!

#dally got a letter #dallee is real #pov: alex is EVILLLL

[boysborntodie]

Johnny/Cherry parallels

I had always noticed the parallels between Bob and Dally, both of them being direct foils to each other, but whilst analysing them, I noticed that two other characters were also set up as foils (whether intentionally or not), especially in regard to their relationships with both the aforementioned boys. I wanted to dive deeper into that.

1) Their relationship with Bob

Bob, despite being a major character with his death being the catalyst for the events of the novel, only appears in two scenes. Anything else about him we know is from accounts by Johnny, Cherry and Randy. 

Through his relationship with Johnny, we see him at his worst; A cruel, violent and callous person who had hurt Johnny to such an extent that Ponyboy remarks that Johnny would kill if someone tried to hurt him like that again, long before he actually proved it. As the novel is from Ponyboy’s POV, and this is the side of Bob that he showed Greasers, we mostly trust Johnny’s accounts and the few glimpses of Bob we see.

However, Cherry (and Randy) tells us of a different side of him, one more positive and sympathetic. Cherry recognizes Bob’s faults, but she also knew him to be friendly, nice and someone worth looking up to. 

This isn't much to remark on in itself, until you take Dally into consideration.

2) Their relationship with Dally

Dally is essentially Bob, but lower-class. Like Bob, he’s mean and violent (He had been arrested, he got drunk, he rode in rodeos, lied, cheated, stole, rolled drunks, jumped small kids--- he did everything), but because we see him in Ponyboy’s POV and his relationship with Johnny, we know first-hand of Dally’s capability of goodness and his better qualities, in a way we aren’t privy to Bob’s. 

Cherry states that she’s scared of Dally, and, while a part of her is attracted to him, she sees him as a genuinely bad and terrible person, calling him dirty and considering him one of the worst Greasers she’s seen, with Dallas’s advances and forcefulness towards her, not helping his case. It’s one of the times in the novel, we see Dally acting as mean as we’re constantly told he is. 

On the other hand, Dally is at his best with Johnny who gives him hope that goodness exists in a cruel world, and that a person who has suffered so much could still remain kind and soft. Johnny is the only person who’s able to stand up to Dally, with Dally actually listening to him, without a fight. It’s worth noting that Cherry also stands up to Dally, despite knowing what he’s capable of, something not many people do due to fear of him.

"Leave her alone, Dally." ("Huh?") "You heard me. Leave her alone.” // "Please leave us alone," she (Cherry) said. "Why don't you be nice and leave us alone?"

3) Their individual relationships with Dally and Bob 

Johnny managed an admiring grin. "You sure didn't show (that you were scared). Nobody talks to Dally like that." // She (Cherry) smiled, "From what I saw, you do."

Edit: @veggiesforpresident pointed this out the other day to me.

Dally could never love Cherry. I would be surprised if Dally loved anything//Johnny was the one thing Dally loved

(Not to make it about Jally but SE Hinton is kinda setting herself up at this point)

Bob is to Cherry as Dally is to Johnny. Both of them recognize their faults and shortcomings, without being blinded by their biases towards them. But at the same time Johnny and Cherry describe these men who are so upfront about their cruelty and callousness, as capable of admirable qualities. 

Johnny and Cherry are both great judges of character, have strong morals and are extremely observant, being able to see things others are blind to, so Ponyboy, while incredulous to both of their statements, having a strong dislike for the boys, is contemplative of it.

"Dally's okay," Johnny said defensively. "He's tough, but he's a cool old guy." // “You only knew his (Bob’s) bad side. He could be sweet sometimes, and friendly.”

"Yeah... in the manners bit, and the charm, too, I guess," Johnny said slowly, "but one night I saw Dally gettin' picked up by the fuzz, and he kept real cool and calm the whole time. They was gettin' him for breakin' out the windows in the school building, and it was Two-Bit who did that. And Dally knew it. But he just took the sentence without battin' an eye or even denyin' it. That's gallant." // “I know I'm too young to be in love and all that, but Bob was something special. He wasn't just any boy. He had something that made people follow him, something that marked him different, maybe a little better, than the crowd. Do you know what I mean?”

Another unrelated parallel is that, like Johnny stood up to Dally, Cherry can and will call out Bob if she thinks he crosses a line.

"Leave her alone, Dally." ("Huh?") "You heard me. Leave her alone.” // "Cherry looked mad. "A little (drunk)? You call reeling and passing out in the streets 'a little'? Bob, I told you, I'm never going out with you while you're drinking, and I mean it. Too many things could happen while you're drunk. It's me or the booze."

Cherry’s fear of Dally parallels Johnny’s fear of Bob. While it can be argued that Dally didn’t hurt Cherry like Bob did Johnny, he crosses her boundaries, speaks derogatory of her and verbally torments her (in the movie, he forcefully grabs her, so for once, movie!Dally is actually worse than book!Dally), to the point Johnny, who is known as non-confrontational, intervenes.

4) Their relationships with Ponyboy

Johnny and Cherry are special amongst the entire cast, for their mostly positive relationship with Ponyboy, the protagonist and narrator of the novel. Apart from Soda, they’re the only two people Ponyboy feels comfortable and able to be himself with. 

"I know," I said. "Well," I said, thinking this over, "you ain't like any of the gang. I mean, I couldn't tell Two-Bit or Steve or even Darry about the sunrise and clouds and stuff. I couldn't even remember that poem around them. I mean, they just don't dig. Just you and Sodapop. And maybe Cherry Valance." 

But Johnny and I understood each other without saying anything. Nobody but Soda could really get me talking. Till I met Cherry Valance.

They both appreciate and admire Ponyboy’s intellect, innocence and sensitivity, despite people usually thinking of such qualities as useless and signs of weakness and naivety. While others like Two-Bit and Darry also do, Cherry and Johnny are more upfront about it and think of them as Ponyboy's strengths.

“Stay gold, Ponyboy.”

‘When you're a kid everything's new, dawn. It's just when you get used to everything that it's day. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold. Keep that way, it's a good way to be.’

//

"You read a lot, don't you, Ponyboy?" Cherry asked. "-I'll bet you watch sunsets, too."

“You're a nice kid, Ponyboy. Do you realise how scarce nice kids are nowadays?”

Unrelated and I don’t have much to say on it, but these two scenes are fairly similar, with Ponyboy snapping at Cherry and Johnny respectively, after they say their thoughts which go against his current views whilst he’s emotional and upset, which end up changing further in the novel (Darry hating him/Bob being an irredeemable person).

“An' you can shut your trap, Johnny Cade, 'cause we all know you ain't wanted at home, either. And you can't blame them." // "I wouldn't want you to see him. You're a traitor to your own kind and not loyal to us. Do you think your spying for us makes up for the fact that you're sitting there in a Corvette while my brother drops out of school to get a job? Don't you ever feel sorry for us. Don't you ever try to give us handouts and then feel high and mighty about it."

5) Their roles and understanding of societal roles

Apart from Ponyboy, Johnny and Cherry are the characters who most despise the existence of the Greasers and Socs dynamic, the rampant classism in Tulsa which victimises both sides of the class division, especially children, and the societal roles forced upon them.

“I’ll kill myself or something (when talking about the Socs).” “It seems like there’s gotta be someplace without greasers or Socs” // “We’ve got troubles you (Ponyboy) haven’t even heard of. You want to know something? Things are rough all over.”

"Useless... Fighting's no good" // "I can't stand fights... I can't stand them"

Whilst most other people think of them as unfair, they also accept it as a part of life. Cherry and Johnny represent those who can’t just accept it, but also can’t do anything against the system or to save themselves from it and are destined to live and die as a byproduct of this system, rather than escaping it. After a life of abuse and trauma, Johnny dies before he is ready to, while Cherry still adheres to societal norms, and is forced to hide her true self, as shown as she ignores Ponyboy at school. 

They’re also set as foils to Ponyboy who is an anomaly among Greasers and Socs, and, like them, understands that the class dynamics of Tulsa should not be considered as just a part of life, instead recognising how they hurt everyone, turn kids against each other and cause prejudices that blind them from seeing their humanity. But Ponyboy has the power to not only escape Tulsa and its classism someday but also to actually act against it, by writing the Outsiders.

#in conclusion that is why i think jally is canon no matter what se hinton says #/hj but also /srs #dallas winston #johnny cade #the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #se hinton #bob sheldon #cherry valance #dally winston #robert sheldon #sherri valance #jally #please don't flop please don't flop please don't flop

[multifandomworldsposts]

omggg I know he lost in the poll but your HAVEEE to do ponyboy for kinktober🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

Day 23 of Kinktober: Running Away With Ponyboy Curtis

Pairing: Ponyboy Curtis x fem!reader

Warning: sexual harassment, fighting, unprotected sex,

Y/N’s POV

Ponyboy’s life has been hard since his parents accident, his older brother accusing him in shit that doesn’t involve him, struggling with bills, and the socs.

I’m a soc but I hate a lot of the people who are in the socs, Cherry’s boyfriend Bob, he’s such an asshole to me and of course, the greasers. Some socs are sweet except for some.

One night, Dally, Pony, Johnny, and I went to the drive-in. We go to the seats and I see Cherry with Marcia and I sit next to them. Dallas starts to flirt with Cherry, Johnny, Pony, and I kept on telling Dallas to stop harassing her and of course Dallas ignores us. Eventually Dallas leaves, so Ponyboy and Johnny sits next to us. I feel safe around Pony but a lot of docs say that the greasers are dangerous, I know them some are dangerous but some aren’t and that the gang I know. Dallas comes back with food and drinks, he gives Cherry throws her drink at him and things get heated, Dallas tries to harass her again, Johnny tells him to stop, Dallas gets pissed off and he looked like he was about to beat something or someone but he walked away.

Eventually, the girls, Ponyboy, Two-bit, Johnny and I leave the drive-in and the socs came to us to start trouble.

“Y/N!? What are doing?” Randy says.

“Being with someone who isn’t you guys.” I said.

Bob and Randy look so pissed but Cherry stops them, Cherry tells us we can leave so we leave. Ponyboy takes me home, of course my parents are pissed that I missed my curfew, which it’s fucking stupid.

3 AM

I hear pebbles on my window so I go check who it is and it’s Ponyboy looking upset. I unlock my window and see what’s going on.

“Pony what’s the matter?” I whisper.

“Darry, he hit me. Run away with me.” He says.

“But, what about my parents?” I look behind me.

“I can’t go anywhere without you Y/N/N, please run away with me.” He says.

I look at him, I’m sorry mom and dad, I love you but, Ponyboy needs me. I grab a jacket and Pony catches me from the window and we ran to a park and I see a mustang in the distance, I hope to god it’s not the socs.

I see Bob, Randy, and the other guys I forgot their names walking towards us. Ponyboy protects me from them, shit goes down by Pony almost getting drowned and I almost get sexually assaulted. I get crazy by grabbing a knife and stabbed Bob, I stabbed my best friend’s boyfriend. Pony wakes up and he looks at me with some blood on me and he looks to see Bob dead.

“Y/N, what happened?” Pony asked.

“He tried to kill you and he tried to sexually harass me, so I killed him, I’ve never done this before.” I shakily said.

“We need to get out of here.” He said.

“But where?” I ask.

“I know where to go.” He says.

I believe him. We go to the bar where Dally lives and we tell him everything on what happened a couple hours ago. Dally takes us to his bedroom and he gives us clothes which surprisingly felt so warm. Dal tells us where to go to an abandoned church, so we go to where he said where to go. While we were in the train car, I almost fell asleep in Pony’s arms. He woke me up to tell me we’re at the location where the church is at. I made Pony ask a farmer where the church is and finally got to it. To be honest, I love abandoned places, but I hope we don’t get caught but we’re in the middle of nowhere.

“I’m glad that we’re finally alone.” I say looking around.

“I’ve been wanting to be alone with you for a long time.” He wraps his arms around my waist.

I look at his face and I see those doe eyes, I love him but my parents and the socs think he’s dangerous because of who he’s hanging out with but some of them are so sweet. Pony kisses me, I kiss him back, I turn my body to face him, he holds me tight to make us lay on the floor to make out, we were like this for hours, him giving me hickeys, me moaning, him kissing my body, and me tugging his hair.

While we were there, we dyed our hair, I turned mine into black color and I turned his hair blonde, which he looks cute in blonde without greasy hair.

Dallas visits us and gives Pony a letter from Soda. Dallas tells me that there’s missing posters of me everywhere in town, I can’t believe that’s happening. Dallas takes us to Dairy Queen which I really miss the food. We go back to the church which is on fire. Pony and I save the kids.

We go to the hospital and Pony and I are at the waiting room and Darrel and Sodapop come in so Pony ran to them. My parents come in and they look disgusted on what they’re seeing, my changed hair and seeing Ponyboy looking beat up.

My parents kick me out so the Curtis’ said it’s okay for me to live in with them. Again I’m happy that I’m with Ponyboy, he just makes me so happy and he makes me feel safe.

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