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Hope you're doing okay and classes have gone well for you this year girl ❤ !!! I would actually cry tears of joy if you put the rest of you really got me on ao3, so excited to see where it's going
hi hi checking in here again .. :D
so i've been working on it for way too long and have scrapped and rewritten a million times, but i have 8 chapters.. i'm gonna be putting the new chapters on my ao3 asap i promise this time
i'm sorry i'm so inactive on here i still love writing for the outsiders but i'm trying to actually have the courage to hit post
once i finish my internship i'll get through my inbox/blurb requests bc i'm very excited to write them but yeah ermmm these messages really make my day and i love all of u guys on here big kiss
GF where u at!!!! Hope all is well but you haven’t been posting so I just wanted to see if you were ok! You’re under no obligation to post so take all the time you need!
HII i love u thank you for checking up on me i lowk didn’t take my meds for 2 months and i had finals but. im all good now 💗💗💗💗 posting my writing has been making me deathly anxious for some reason but i want to get over that so pls send me requests
so i abandoned this account because finals got me and idk if anyone will see this but.. i rewrote my whole fanfic and there’s 12 chapters now but ill be posting it on ao3 IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE TO READ
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"if you get lonely, think of me only. Prison isn't going to keep me from you."
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚
"Y/N L/N."
You hear your name before you see the guy calling it. He’s standing by the desk, flipping through a clipboard, looking bored out of his mind. The guard barely glances at you when you step forward. He just nods towards the door on his left. "You the little girlfriend?"
You don't answer, just duck your head and walk past him quick. Your face is hot, and you can still feel him looking at you. You hear the lock click behind you, and then you’re in a smaller room, cold and grey and ugly, and he’s there.
Dallas Winston. He’s leaned back in the metal chair, smirking like this is all a big joke. The second he sees you, that smirk gets a little wider, and he lifts his hands—both cuffed to the table—and wiggles his fingers at you. "Look what the cops got me in, doll. Ain’t this a crime in itself?"
You roll your eyes, but your heart is pounding. It's been weeks. Too long. You sit down across from him, folding your hands in your lap so you don’t do something stupid, like reach for him.
"What’d you do this time?" you ask, even though you already know. Everyone knows.
"Oh, you know," Dallas shrugs. "Cops ain’t got nothin’ better to do than pick me up for dumb shit."
"You robbed a convenience store."
"I borrowed."
"You punched the cashier."
Dallas grins. "He had it comin’."
You let out a long breath, staring down at the scratched-up table. "You're a real idiot, you know that?"
"Yeah, yeah." He shifts in his seat, his chains clinking against the table. His eyes flick to your hands, and for a second, his smirk softens. "Nice ring, sweetheart."
You glance at it, twisting it on your finger. "Thanks."
He watches you do it. Like he wants to be the one doing it for you. The thought makes your stomach flip.
There’s a moment of quiet, just the sound of some other prisoner yelling down the hall. He leans forward a little, and it makes your breath catch. Like he's trying to get closer even though he can’t. "You doin’ okay?"
You shrug. "Had a test the other day. Think I failed."
"That’s my girl," he says, like it’s something to be proud of. "Your folks know?"
"Yeah. They both do."
"What’d they say?"
You hesitate, then sigh. "Dad called you a local disgrace."
Dallas snorts, shaking his head. "He ain’t wrong."
"I don’t care."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
He looks at you for a second, just looks. And then he smirks again, tilting his head. "They can’t keep me away from you, you know."
You roll your eyes, but your face is burning. "You’re chained to a table."
"Yeah, but not forever."
"Maybe you should stop getting arrested."
He laughs, full and careless. "Now what fun would that be?"
You press your lips together. It’s not funny. Not really. But he’s looking at you, and there’s something about the way his voice drops when he says, "Miss me?"
You should lie. You should make him sweat for it. But you nod, just barely. His smirk twitches, like he’s fighting something softer, something real.
"Miss you too, doll."
There’s a buzz, and the guard’s voice comes through the speaker. "Time’s up."
Dallas groans, tilting his head back like a little kid being told to go to bed. "Aw, c’mon."
You stand up, slow, like maybe if you move slow enough, they’ll let you stay longer. But they won’t. And you can’t. You shove your hands in your pockets scratching the denim feel.
"Be good, Winston."
"That’s askin’ too much, baby."
You shake your head, and you don’t smile. Not all the way. Then you turn and walk away, and you don’t look back, even when you hear him call your name.
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You are literally stunning omg!!! Do you have a lash routine they are so long :0
thank you so much 💗💗💗 i curl them and then use like 3 coats of maybelline sky high !! and i use tweezers on the ends to kinda make them more spiky if that makes sense. and i put aquaphor on them at night!
Hey! Could you do some kind of one shot or maybe just headcanons as Dally having a little brother?
dallas winston and his little brother - headcanons
a.n. i love this hc so much anon!! i'm so sorry it took so long to get to and this post is huge.. i think about this a lot
for some reason his name is definitely austin in my head (get it.. dallas. austin. haha.)
think he would be around 4 years younger than dally, just a bit younger than pony.
i feel like surprisingly he was a really shy and quiet kid, the type to hide behind dally's leg when meeting new people. obviously dally took him along to oklahoma when he left new york, and buck is like his dad at this point.
dally is actually the worst babysitter ever, especially when austin was super young. do not leave his ass on babysitting duty.
"you already ate today, right, kid?" "no." dally sighs sooo loud.
"...alright, i'll find you somethin'."
and the poor kid is eating like… some loose fries off the bar counter at buck's while dally's playing poker
at least he tried.
austin thinks dally's the coolest guy in the world and idolizes him like crazy. he starts stealing dally's slang, and going in his closet to 'borrow' one of his leather jackets when he wants to look tuff.
and dally absolutely haaates that. he says it's because little kids are a pain in his ass, but really his biggest fear is for his little brother to end up like him.
every time he pulls out a pack, the kid's eyes get wide and he's asking "can i have one?"
"you out of your mind?"
"please? i'm almost eleven..."
"don't ask me stupid fucking questions."
and dally shoves his head away playfully. muttering something about how he's a "punk ass kid."
on that note, roughhousing is the only way he's showing affection. when they're on the couch watching tv, dally's randomly pulling him into a headlock and giving him a noogie.
he is soo the type of older brother to be like "you got something on your shirt" and flick him on the nose when he looks down.
and poor austin falls for it every time
dally always says he's just trying to toughen him up.
when the kid gets a bit older, he's like.. randomly air punching dally and challenging him to fight
dally teaches him everything he knows, cause he'll be damned if baby winston can't hold his own.
"hit first, and hit hard." "ain't no such thing as playing fair in a fight." "can't talk shit if you can't back it up." and he's always drilling the last part in his head, "winstons don't lose."
dally's bringing austin around the gang all the time, partly because austin's attached at the hip to him.
when mr. and mrs. curtis were around, austin was their favorite one of pony's friends. sure, he wasn't the best influence, but they knew he didn't have much authority at home.
he gets along really well with pony and came over to the house all the time with him, just hanging around the kitchen.
mrs. curtis would always be making sure he ate and did his homework. 🙁
one day dally's driving the kid to the dingo, and austin pipes up out of nowhere
"dal… so, uh, there's this girl…"
it is actually over for austin at this point
dally is patting him on the back and everything. he's giving austin a crash course on women with the worst advice of all time
"girls like guys who don’t try too hard. you start actin’ all nice, bringing her flowers and shit, you’re done for. play it cool."
he's never gonna say it, but he's incredibly proud of his brother
goes without saying that if anyone but him lays a finger on austin they're actually dead
like one time austin comes home with a busted lip from some scuffle after school and dally is tracking the guy responsible down, scaring him off permanently.
if he asks, though, he's not gonna tell austin anything except "i handled it, kid"
every once in a while dally comes home wasted and a little emotional, maybe coming back from a bar fight or the cooler, and he goes and ruffles austin's hair, mumbling something like
"gotta watch out for yourself, alright? don't be stupid like me."
that's the closest to an 'i love you' austin's getting
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