#jedimabari-writes

Word Count: 365 Warnings: None, fluffy, A/N: This was requested by Anon, and it took me ages to write it even though it’s so short because I’ve been super blocked lately. Sorry, but I finally did it! _____________________________________________________

You were pinned under Dallas, and at the moment, you didn't want to anywhere else. Dallas was focusing on your lips, his hands under your shirt, his hands warm against your sides. You had your hands curled in his hair. You moaned softly against his mouth and felt him smile against yours.

You and Dally had been in this position many times, your legs wrapped around his hips, his hands wandering under your shirt. But this time, his hand slipped down your stomach, his fingers pausing over the button of your jeans, and everything felt different.

"Is this okay," he asked, pressing his lips against your jaw. You chuckled and threw your hips up, pushing him onto your back. You smiled down at him and bent so your face was hovering over his.

"You think it's gonna be that easy?" Dallas laughed and sat up, locking his lips to yours again, making you sit up too. You pulled away from him, grinning as he peppered kisses over your neck and jaw.

"Come on baby," he breathed between kisses, his lips finding yours again. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pressing closer to him. You pushed him back onto the bed and smiled, resting your hands on your hips.

"Hmm," you mused, casually pulling your shirt over your head. You smiled as he blushed, realizing what was going on.

"Wait, are you serious?" He sat up on his elbows and you laughed, clapping your hands over your mouth.

"Yeah," you giggled, leaning down to press your lips against his. He wrapped his arms around you pulling you into the kiss deeper.

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"Wow," you sighed, you voice all breathy as you laid back in bed. Dallas smiled over at you with the biggest, dopiest smile you'd ever seen. He laughed and pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you, pressing his lips to your temple.

"Glad you liked it," he chuckled, curling his fingers in your hair. You looked up at him and smiled.

Imagine being the Curtis' sister and dating Dally, but having to sneak around...

Word Count: 960 Warnings: None I think, sneaking around, trying not to get caught. A/N:This was inspired by a request, but it wasn’t requested. ____________________________________________________________

"Alright, (Y/N)," Soda said from the door, "I'm gonna meet Steve, Evie, and Sandy over at the drive in, are you sure you don't want to come?" You wave Soda off from the couch, laughing lightly.

"Nah, I'm just gonna sit in and watch The Beverly Hillbillies." Your twin nodded, going out, leaving you alone since Ponyboy was staying with Johnny at Two-Bits, and Darry was going to be out cold all night. After about a half hour of television, there was a quiet knock on the front door. You felt the butterflies in your stomach and hopped off the couch, heading for the door.

"How ya doin' doll," he asked quietly, leaning on the door frame. You dragged him inside and to the couch,

"We have to be quiet because Darry is asleep," you explained. He lounged on the couch, taking up most of it, leaving you his lap to sit on. You sat on his lap and his looped his arms around your waist, holding you close. You watched a rerun of Gilligan's Island, giggling quietly and slapping your hand over Dal's mouth to keep him from talking.

Dally started kissing your neck, working his way up to your jaw. You turned to tell him to stop but he kissed your lips and you melted into it. You and Dally made out for most of an episode of Leave It To Beaver, stopping only because you heard Darry stirring in his bedroom. You pull away from Dally, putting your hand over his lips to keep him to kissing you or protesting.

"Darry might be waking up," you whisper, trying to ignore Dal's hands roaming over your rear end. You shot him and look and quickly scrambled off of his lap. "Knock it off, if Darry catches you, he'll kill us both!" Dally laughed and you slapped you hand back over his mouth. "If you can keep your trap shut for a few minutes, I'll get my coat and we'll get out of here." Dally got up with you and walked out of the door just as Darry came stumbling into the living room.

"What are you still doing up," he yawned, stretching his arms over his head as he headed into the bathroom.

"Just watching reruns," you squeaked, stretching your arms in a show, hoping he'd buy it. He looked around the living room tiredly and the looked towards the bathroom with a shrug.

"Well, goodnight, (Y/N)," he said, going into the bathroom. You let out a sigh and grabbed your coat before slipping out the front door, meeting Dallas out on the front porch.

"Okay, let's go." You took Dally's hand and headed towards Buck's.You had managed to get to the park before Dally pressed you into a tree and began kissing you again, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulled you to his lips.

"Dally," you managed between kisses, "we're almost to Buck's, can't you just wait?" You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer to you. You had been in the park for several minutes, making out against the tree, when you heard three very familiar voices.

"Come on Pony," Two-bit jeered somewhere behind you, "just admit it, you though that new red haired gal was hot!" Dally pulled away from you with a groan and rolled his eyes.

"Lay off, Two," Pony said, and they rounded the tree, coming into view.

"Well, lookie here, gentle men," Two cheered, looking between you and Dally, and you prayed it was dark enough that the three boys couldn't see the shame on your face at almost being caught.

"What's going on, guys," Johnny asked, his hands buried deep in his pockets.

"Grown up stuff," Dally mumbled, leaning his shoulder into the tree and you shot him a glare, thinking maybe he'd just told Pony what was going on between the two of you.

"We were just going over to a party at Buck's," you explained, lying to your baby brother.

"Hey, I'll ditch these two and join ya," Two-bit laughed, and Dally shook his head.

"Nah, these two need someone to look after them." He nodded and laughed, slapping both of the younger boys on the back.

"You're right, they'd cause too much trouble if they were to go unwatched!"

"Be less trouble than if we were with you," Pony grumbled, shaking the older boy off, making everyone laugh.

"We ought to get going if we're going to make that party," you said, sticking your hand into your pockets, kicking at something on the ground.

"Alright," the three boys said, looking at you two.

"You better take care of her, Dal," Ponyboy said, laughing at his own joke, knowing you could take care of herself.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of her," he assured, giving you a little wink, making you blush. You all split up, going off in your own ways, you and Dal heading towards Buck's, Two-bit, Pony, and Johnny heading in the opposite direction. You got the Buck's and there was a party at Buck's, but it was small, mostly just Buck's rodeo buddies. Dally dragged you up the stair to his room, closing the door and shutting out most of the music from the party downstairs.

"Finally alone," Dally sighed as you two sat on his bed. You yawn and lay back, your arms stretched over your head. Dally laid down next to you and rolled onto his side, throwing an arm over you.

Part two of Summer Break

Word Count:637 Warnings:Suggestion of sex, but mostly just fluff. A/N: This was asked for by @padfoot-siriusly-approves and I have to thank you for it, because I wouldn’t even have considered it and I hope you like it! ____________________________________________________________

Dallas felt like an idiot standing at the airport holding up a sign with your name on it, but Sodapop insisted that it would impress you, and Steve was there to back him up. So there he was, standing against Buck's thunder bird in the pickup lane of the airport, walking for you to walk out of those glass doors.

You didn't know Dally was picking you up, and you had counted on catching a cab back to your mother's house, because of course your parents had gotten a divorce while you'd been away.

But that was all behind you now, and you were ready to get on with it. You grabbed your bag off the trolly and headed outside. You were excited to be home, because it was were your boyfriend was, and you wanted nothing more than to go home and shower and head over to Buck's to see Dally.

"(Y/N)," someone called, catching your attention. You turned towards the voice and raised an eyebrow at the man. it took you a second to recognize him behind the dark sunglasses on his face, but the second you knew it was Dallas, your face cracked into a large smile. You ran towards him, dropping your bag as you jumped at him. He smiled as he caught you, laughing as you wrapped your arms and legs around him.

"I can't believe it," you squealed in his ear, making him laugh again. He spun you around and let you sit on the edge of the car, his hands on your back to help you balance. "I didn't know you were picking me up!"

"Well, I thought it might be a nice surprise," he chuckled, leaning close to you and pressing a kiss to your lips. You pressed deeper into the kiss, grabbing the leather jacket he normally wore to deepen the kiss. You had almost forgotten how good it felt to have him so close to you. "Am I taking you home," he asked as he broke the kiss, his voice a little breathy.

"How about you take me to Buck's," you suggested, smiling as he stepped back to grab your bag. You slipped into the car and smiled wider as Dallas tossed your bag in after you, and got in himself, heading back to Buck's, one hand on the wheal, his other arm wrapped around your shoulders, holding you close.

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You and Dallas couldn't keep your hands off of each other from the moment Dallas parked the thunder bird in the little garage behind Buck's place. But now you were both laying in his creaky little bed, his arms wrapped around your naked back, your fingers trailing through the patches of hair on his bare chest.

You had spent three months doing nothing but talk on the phone, and this was so much better than you remembered. You turned your head and kissed his knuckles as they rested on your shoulder. You let out a contented sigh and looked up at Dally, a smile spreading on your lips.

"I love you," you muttered, moving your hand up to trace the lines of his face. He wrapped his fingers around yours and pulled your fingers to his mouth, kissing your knuckles as well.

Imagine being the Curtis' sister and being there when Johnny and Ponyboy show up at Buck's after killing Bob...

Word Count: 657 Warning: Mentions of murder, but it’s in self defense. A/N: This was requested by Anonymous. _______________________________________________________________

You had gotten a call from Dal a little after 11:00 asking you to come to Buck's. He'd gotten into a fight with Tim Shepard, which meant he wanted you to come over and baby him. You told Darry you were heading over to Dal's, and was gone before he really had time to protest you going to Buck's. You got there and saw what state Dally was in. A bruise on the corner of his mouth, and a matching one on his eyes.

"Tim and I had it out and he busted up my ribs." You rolled your eyes and followed him upstairs. He told you about the fight as you examined his ribs, leaving out what prompted the fight. You told him he'd be okay, and got up to leave, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you back down onto the bed. You sighed and laid down with him, running your fingers through his hair.

You must have somehow fallen asleep through the blasting of Hank Williams because you woke up to pounding on Dal's door. Dally didn't even lift his head when he called out.

"Occupied!"

"Dal," Buck said, cracking the door just enough to poke his head in, "you got a couple of kids out here askin' for you. Say's it's real important." Dally crawled over you to get out of bed, kissing your cheek before following Buck out of the room.

It must have been real important because Dal was gone for several minutes. You sat up, and rubbed your eyes, wishing Dal would hurry so you could go back to sleep. When you heard him coming back up the stairs, you laid back down with a smile.

"Pony, are you wet," he asked, as he opened the door. You sat up again at hearing your brothers name. You sprang out of bed as your brother came through the door and you grabbed him and Johnny both, pulling them in quickly.

"What the hell are you two doing here!?" You were more concerned about Pony, knowing if Soda or Darry ever found out it'd be the end of him. You saw the look on Dal's face and stepped back from the younger boy's, understanding how serious it must be for him to have invited them in. "What happened?"

As Pony dried off and put on a dry shirt, he told you and Dally exactly what had happened. About Darry hitting Pony, about them getting jumped in the park, about Johnny killing that boy. You sat and listened to it all, chewing the inside of your cheek, trying to process the information like you knew your mom would have. You sat on the bed next to Pony and pulled him into you, resting his head on your shoulder.

"I ain't itchin' to be the one to tell your brother's about this," Dal commented, and before Pony could respond you did.

"We aren't going to, Dallas." You let go of Pony and grabbed Dal's leather jacket, which you usually wore if you got cold, and handed it to your brother. "Look, there's a place Dally and I used to meet up, back when we were sneaking around. It's a good place to lay low." Dal took over from there, handing Johnny a wad of cash for food, telling them how to get to Jay Mountain, and about the church at the top that should do well enough to hide them for at least a couple of days. The four of you walked out to the front porch and you looked between the two younger boys.

Imagine being the Curtis’ sister and secretly dating Tim Shepard, and your brothers find out...

Word Count:1082 Warnings: Fighting, bickering, but a pretty happy ending. A/N:This was requested an anonymous made, and I love it. I hope you like it nony!  I’m sorry that it isn’t very much Tim Shepard, but I wanted to focus on the Curtis brothers finding out. ___________________________________________________________

You knew it was a bad idea from the get go. The Shepard gang wasn't like your brother's gang, which was more like a small band of brothers clinging together in hopes of keeping afloat. It was a real gang, that sold drugs, and rumbled with rival gangs at least once a month. But even knowing all this, you still fell head over heals for the head of the gang, Tim Shepard. You had known Tim most of your life. He was only a two years older than you, but to Darry, Soda, and Pony, he may as well have been 100.

Tim dropped you off a block down the road from your house after your date, like always so your brothers wouldn't see you with him. Tim's window was down, letting the cool evening June air waft through the car. He pulled up to the curb and turned to you with that cat like smile of his, making you blush something fierce.

"That movie was," he trailed off, trying to think of the words.

"Bizarre," you chuckled, tucking some hair behind your ear. He laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, that's the word." You sat in silence for a moment and just watched the cool blue of twilight fill the streets, telling you you'd need to leave the comfort of your boyfriends car in just a few minutes to be home before curfew.

"Will I see you tomorrow," you asked quietly, watching his face with a small smile. He grinned and nodded, leaning towards you, just inches from your face.

"If you want," he said, and you nodded.

"I'll meet you at the Dingo." You leaned forward and kiss him, letting him pull you to his side of the car. You were almost in his lap when you heard what sounded like Steve.

"Is that, (Y/N)?" You froze against Tim and pulled away to see Two-bit and Steve standing across the street from the car, obvious shock all over their faces. You felt Tim stiffen under you from being caught, and you scrambled back to your side of the car, grabbing your bag before bailing out of the car, giving Tim and short goodbye before darting after the other two boys, who were booking it down the street towards your house, to inform your brothers about what was going on.

"Steve, Two," you called after them, but they were already on the front porch pulling the door open by the time you reached the front gate. Then you heard Two-bit spill the beans.

"We just saw your baby sister making out with Tim Shepard," he announced, out of breath but full of excitement.

"She what," Darry yelled. You jumped when you heard his feet hit the floor and thought about running back to Tim and staying with him for a while, but it was too late. Darry was standing on the porch, looking like a shaken cola, like he was about the explode. He didn't say anything as he descended the steps and grabbed your arm, dragging you into the house. He wan't meaning to hurt you, he just doesn't know his own strength.

"Darry, you're hurting me," you snap, pulling your arm out of his grip as soon as you were in the living room.

"What the hell are you thinking," he snapped, letting go of you. You glanced around, noticing Pony standing by the kitchen, Soda was sitting up on the couch now, and Steve and Two-bit were still standing by the door, and you glared at them.

"It's none of your business who I kiss!" You could feel everyone in the room freeze except for Darrel. He fumed, pointing a finger in your direction, his ice blue eyes turning to fire with rage.

"Except that it is my business kiddo, seeing as how you're my responsibility!" You stood toe to toe with Darry, glaring at him as hard as he glared at you. "He's a hood!"

"He treats me better than any soc would!" Darry's face got red and it looked like he was about to blow his top, Steve and Two-bit stepped back, Pony took a step back into the kitchen, and Soda sunk further into the couch.

"Go to your damn room!" Darry roared, and you set your jaw, turning on heel, and heading to the bedroom you shared with Ponyboy. You slammed your door hard enough to make sure Darry could hear how pissed you were. You sat on your bed and fumed, your arms crossed over your chest until enough time passed that you were calmed down enough to lay down.

When you woke up in the next morning, Pony was snoring in the bed across from yours, and the pale light of the early summer morning was filtering through the window above Pony's desk. You got out of bed and headed to the kitchen, tiptoeing past Darry's room to the kitchen. You made a cup of tea and moved out to the front porch, leaning against the porch railing as you began drinking.

"How did you sleep, (Y/N)," Darry asked from the other side of the screen door. You shrugged, still staring out across the street. You heard the screen door creek open and, from the corner of your eyes, you saw him lean against the porch railing next to you. "I didn't mean to hurt you last night." You nod and take a sip from your tea.

Neither of you spoke for a while, just standing in the cool morning air. You had finished your tea and decided you should say something to him.

"It's okay Darry, I know you're just looking out for me." You looked at him and gave him half a smile. "But you have to understand, I won't do anything to put myself in danger, or to get us taken away from you." Darry nodded and put an arm out, offering you a hug, which you leaned into.

"I just don't understand why you didn't tell us," Darry sighed, "did you not trust me or something?" You pulled away from him and raised an eyebrow, a small smirk on your face.

"Were you not there last night, Dar?" He gave you an ashamed smile and nodded.

"I'm sorry, (Y/N). I may have over reacted. At least he's never made you late for curfew. And look, if you wanna keep dating him, I don't really care, I just don't want to see you two doing anything, okay?" You laugh and nod.

Word Count: 367 Warnings: PG-13 a little heavy making out, suggested sex I guess if you squint at the end. A/N:requested by anon, and thank you! I loved it!!

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You worked in the library after school, and today was one of the days you were in charge of closing. It was getting close to closing time, so the library was empty save for you. And now Dallas Winston. He walked in and leaned over the front desk with a smile that made your heart slam against your ribs and your cheeks flush red. You looked up from the book in your hand and smiled at your boyfriend.

"What are you doing here Dal?" He smiled and leaned closer to you, glancing from the book in your hand to your face

"I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me to Buck's. He's hosting a huge party for his win with the horses."

"I don't know Dallas," you said, setting the book down on the stocking cart and heading out to tonight." You began putting the books away. Dallas took the next book from your hand and put it back on the cart.

"Then we'll party here," he argued playfully, grinning at you. You looked around the silent library.

"Here," you asked only to feel him pressed against your back, his hands guiding your hips back into his. He began swaying back and forth, dancing to the silence.

"Come on baby," he coaxed, his lips brushing over your ear, making you shiver. You let him spin you around and press you back against the shelf, his lips finding that spot on your neck that made your toes curl every time without fail.

"Dallas," you mumbled as your fingers curled into the hair at the nape of his neck. He hummed quietly, and you felt him smile against you neck before pulling away slowly.

"Want me to stop?" You could hear the smile in his voice and and quickly shook your head.

"Please don't," you practically begged, using your hands to pull his lips to yours. You felt him press into you and kiss you passionately, his entire body pressing into you.

After several minutes of heavy making out grinding against the bookshelf, you pushed Dallas back just enough to breath.

Imagine being the Curtis’ sister and secretly dating Dallas, and you brothers come home and catch you having a movie date...

Word Count:624 Warnings:Spoilers from a movie from 1958, some light kissing, mostly just fluff and good family vibes... A/N:This was requested by anonymous, and I love it, ended up actually writing two because of this prompt, which is cool, and I will post the other one later. __________________________________________________________

Darry was supposed to be at teacher conferences, Pony was supposed to be at track practice, and Soda was at work. That meant you were home alone, and Dally was free to come over so you could spend some quality time together. He showed up just as you were finished making popcorn. You sat together on the couch, watching The Blob. You were watching it for the King of Cool, Steve McQueen, Dally loved it for the frights.

You were huddled into Dally's side, trying to ignore the horror on the screen. Dally kept his arm around you, protecting you from the gelatinous blob on the television. He kept his arm around you, placing a kiss on your hairline every time you jumped. You let out a long yawn as the parachutes dropped the blob into the snowy tundra of the arctic and the word 'THE END' appeared on the screen.

"I love that movie," Dal said, grinning over at you. You chuckled and moved so you were facing him.

"I don't get it, the best part is Steve McQueen, the rest is just monster jello, eating people." You rolled your eyes and stood, taking the half empty bowl of popcorn to the kitchen, but Dally hooked his fingers into your belt loops and pulled you back down into his lap, making the popcorn go everywhere as you threw your arms up to try and stop yourself from falling.

"You made a mess," you mock scolded him, laughed as he brushed popcorn out of your face.

"Well I'll say," Darry said, making both you and Dally jump off of the couch, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as you each could.

"What's going on here," Soda asked, trying to match Darry's posture, crossing his arms over his chest. You open and closed your mouth like a fish, trying to find the words to explain what your brothers had just walked in on.

"Go on, try and explain yourself," Ponyboy added, matching his other brothers. You looked at all of them, his eyes narrowing to make his expression match both Darry's and Soda's. You looked over at Dally but he seemed to be frozen on the spot, unable to come up with anything that'd explain what was going on in a way that wouldn't earn him a pounding.

"Well," Darry asked, using his most intimidating voice, telling you that he was indeed waiting for an answer. You and Dally shared a look and you opened your moth to answer when you felt your twin brother slam into you, pulling you into a giant hug, spinning you around.

"What the hell," you gasped as soon as your feet were on the ground again. Sodapop stepped away, slapping your shoulder.

"I'm happy for you," Soda said, glancing between you and the boy you'd been making out with for three months behind their backs. You looked at your twin with skepticism, then at your older brother, surprised to see his face soften into a smile.

"What the hell is wrong with you guy? Are you sick?" You reached up and pressed the back of your hand to Darry's forehead, feeling that it was normal. The three of them laughed and looked over at Dally.

"You could have asked us first," Pony said to Dally, half standing behind Darry, "but as long as (Y/N)'s happy..." he let his sentence trail off as he shrugged. You stepped back next to Dallas and stared at you brothers, more confused than anything.

Imagine Darry realizing he loves you

Word Count: 748 Warnings: None Darry CurtisXReader _____________________________________________

You Spent all of your free time at the Curtis house, helping Darry any way you could manage. Cleaning house, doing laundry, cooking for the gang. Tonight was one of the nights you stayed to cook. You were standing at the stove, stirring gravy for your mashed potatoes, singing a song by Ella Fitzgerald. You were singing so loud you didn't hear Darry come into the front door, so you kept singing.

Attracted by your singing, Darry moved to stand at the kitchen door. He watched you sway your hips to the music, smiling as you sang Let's Fall In Love, the lyrics filling the small kitchen, bending to check the meatloaf. He watched for several moments before setting his tool belt down, clearing his throat to make his presence known. You jumped up and spun around to face him, your hand over your heart to keep it from leaping out of your chest.

"Christ, Darry," you chuckle, blushing at being so scared.

"Didn't mean to scare you, (Y/N)," he said, stepping towards you, reaching out for you.

"Oh it's fine," you laugh, waving him off, going back to your gravy. "How was work?" He smiled and leaned against the door frame again, shrugging. You knew he worked to hard, but he never let it show.

"It was alright," he said. You gave him a knowing look and a sympathetic smile. "I've been looking forward to coming home all day though." You smile and grabbed the pot of potatoes, moving to the sink to drain them. He took them from you and drained them, smiling at you as you moved the gravy off the hot burner.

"Sit down, Dar," you say, grabbing the masher and the pot of drained potatoes from him. "Grab a beer and relax. Go watch some TV or something." He chuckled and grabbed a beer from the fridge, sitting at the kitchen table instead, a small smile on his lips as he watched you finish dinner.

You called the Soda and Pony in for dinner, reminding them to wash their hands as you served their plates. You all sat down and talked about everyone's days. Every time you glanced over at Darry, he had a strange look on his face, a small smile on his lips as he watched you. After dinner was done, you sent Pony to go do his homework and Soda ducked out for a date with Sandy. You cleaned up the table, looking over at Darry with a curious smile when you saw that same strange look on his face.

"You've been looking at me like that all night," you laugh, starting to wash the dishes. "Mind telling me what's up?" He smirked down at his beer, the smile still on his face as he shrugged.

"I don't know," he said, looking up at you. "I guess I just realized something." You smiled at him and moved to sit at the table, leaning towards him.

"Is it that I'm a fantastic cook?" You laugh and reach for his beer, taking a drink and setting it back in his hand.

"Nah, (Y/N)," he chuckled, "I've known that for a while." He swallowed hard, noticing the way you smiled at him, serving to make him more nervous. "Just, thank you for taking care of us." You felt your smile falter, but you managed to keep it up. You stood and moved to go back to doing the dishes.

"I don't mind," you dismiss with a chuckle, "if I wasn't here taking care of you boys, I wouldn't have any kind of life at all." You continued to wash the dishes. Darry got up and helped to rinse and dry the dishes. He looked down at you, smiling as he got lost in your eyes.

"What," you ask with a chuckle, "is something on my fa-" Darry leaned down and kissed you, his hands still wet as he cupped your face, holding your lips against his. You melted into the kiss as the surprise passed. Darry pulled away from you slowly, as bashful smile on his face as his cheeks turned pink.

"Sorry, bout that," he breathed, his fingers still cupping your face. You smiled up at him and let your hands snake up his chest until your arms were wrapped around his neck.