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positively-peachy-143 · 8 months ago
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applauds
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dal-bit anyone?
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@soctherapy
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walmartbrandwhatever · 18 hours ago
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Whatever you do don't think about post-book darry accidentally setting out too many plates after a real long day and his mind is just utterly exhausted. Everyone looking at him all confused because they didn't have that many people left and soda having to softly remind him that Johnny and dally weren't alive. Weren't coming back. Darry just softly responding with 'oh..sorry' as he remembers that they weren't coming back.
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satelitis · 10 months ago
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guys we need six more outsiders books but one from each of the greasers povs
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brat-pack-it-up-boys · 2 months ago
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The gang all talk about pony and Johnny by referring to them as “the kids” which makes them all sound like middle aged moms
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spikedhe4rt · 1 year ago
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Dallas Winston x Reader Smut
Word Count: 1574
I was in Pony and Sodas room getting ready for a party at the Shepherds. Only reason I was getting ready at the Curtis house is because I had sleepover with Soda and Pony. Im closest with them out of the whole gang other than my boyfriend, Dallas. Dallas has always been skeptical of my relationship with the boys but he truly knows that nothing will ever happen.
I mean, Pony is literally 13 14 and Soda is still grieving his relationship with Sandy. Another thing is that I don't like either of them in that way. I decided to sit at their mirror to do my hair. I was almost done getting ready but i wanted to be quick because the gang was already waiting 30 minutes for me.
I took my hair down from the hair tie it was in and grabbed my brush. As I started to brush the small tangles from my hair, I heard the door creak open. I presented a look of confusion as check who it was through the mirror. Dallas. I got up and hugged him tightly. He accepted the affection and hugged me back. "Hi babydoll"
"Hi Dally" I walked back to the dresser and sat back down. Dallas walked up behind me and started to rub my shoulders and neck, softly. I let out a groan of pleasure. "I thought you were gonna stay with me last night." I sighed realization, I forgot. "Im sorry Dal. I forgot because my sleepover with the boys." He stiffened slightly at the mention of the sleepover. Not because of it but because the who it was with. 
I noticed his mannerisms so I turned around pepper his neck with kiss. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." He smiled at me but it quickly turned into a smirk. He looked at the door then at me before saying. "How about right now?." I giggled at his antics "Dally what if they hear us?" He picked me up from the chair, making my legs wrap around his waist. "They won't if you be a good girl and be quiet just for me"  Fuck it.
I pushed my lips on to Dallas's quickly causing him to quickly respond. Our tongues pushed together, delicately. He kissed me like I was feather, like i would blow away if he went to hard. Dallas soon became more aggressive with his kiss, "You're so pretty baby." I moaned loudly before Dallas covered my mouth. "Thought you were gonna be a good slut for me"
I nodded at him, "I'll be a good slut, I promise. Please fuck me" I whispered at him, wanting to stay here forever. I felt hot and just wanted Dallas to devour me with every inch of my life. Just me and my man in the moment. He laid me down on the bed and lifted my dress. I watched his face flicker as he spotted my thong. Amusement. Craving
Dallas took his slender fingers to hook my underwear's lining, pulling them down hastily. "You're so wet for me, babydoll." I whimpered at his loving tone. "All for you Dally" He slowly ran his thumb through my folds. He stopped at my clit, starting to rub small and gentle circles. Too gentle.
"Dallas, use your fingers. please!" He chuckled at my desperation. "Patience babydoll." Dallas slid his middle and ring fingers down, keeping his thumb on my throbbing clit. He immediately pushed his fingers inside me, making me whimper at the sensation. "Please move!" He pushed his fingers deeper inside me, curling them each thrust. "Fuck, your so beautiful when I give you my fingers." I moaned softly.
Dallas leaned down to kiss passionately, his hands running through my hair. "Fuck, faster Dally" He glanced into my eyes as I clenched around his thick fingers. He smirked, before quickly adding a third finger. I sobbed in pleasure loudly, not caring who hears at this point. His speed increased as he kissed my neck., my eyes rolling back as pressure built up in my stomach.
I was in euphoria, feeling my release coming closer. Dallas grinned at me, knowing I was about cum. I was so close to my peak, my hand tugging Dallas locs of hair until he pulled his fingers out. My chest was heaving and my mind was filled with confusion. "This is what you get for missing last night baby." I whimpered at him "Dally you're being mean. Please let me cum."
He gave me a fake sympathy put "Baby I can only get meaner." He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, showing his perfect chest. Fuck me. He motioned to the top of headboard. I scooted up till my head hit the pillow. He shook off his pants, leaving him in his boxers. He got in the bed and put his face in between my legs.
Dallas licked a wide stripe across my folds. I whimpered at the contact. My hand went to Dallas hair immediately, tugging lightly. I brought his tongue up to my pulsating clit, licking it. He soon took the bundle of nerves into his mouth, sucking harshly. "Dally don't stop." He pulled his head up, looking up at me. His hair was ruffled and his face had my arousal all over it. "Wasn't planning on it, babydoll."
He moved to my entrance, placing his thumb on my overstimulated clit. "Such a pretty slut, sweetheart." He started to rub harsher circle on my clit, making me wail out. "Feels so good Dally. Im your pretty slut" My voice felt like it would give out. "Dallas" I moaned his name, as he used to tongue to explore my opening. "Please" I begged, as my hips jerked up into his face.
He looked up at me with me with his sparkling smile. "Please let me cum. I wanna cum." He tutted his tongue and went back down to finish. He resumed his work on my clit till I sobbed in pleasure repeatedly. I mewled as I felt my release coming close. "Please. Im so close baby" He shook his head "No. Hold it."
I groaned in disappointment and overstimulation. He sat up from the bed and then grabbed my hand to pull me to. "Hand and knees for me." I kiss him before complying.  He brought his hand down on my ass, making me squeak in response. "Good fucking girl" I whimpered waiting for him to fill me up.
He pulled down his boxers, revealing his hard cock. Beads of pre-cum bubbled at the top, showing how worked up he is already. Dallas started stroking his dick slowly, groaning at the sensation. He walked up behind me and started guide his dick through my sensitive folds. "So sensitive, huh? Poor girl." I moaned at his words.
Dallas then pushed to a hilt, his tip threatening to hit my sweet spot already. "Fuck you're so wet for me, baby" He started to thrust into me roughly making me moan. "Dallas!" He grabbed my hips as he thrusted into me, my body trembling in his bruising hold. "C'mon doll, tell me how it feels. Maybe I'll let you cum, slut."
I moaned loudly, trying to find the words to respond. "It feels s-so good Dally. Please please let me cum" I managed to say without slurring my speech to much. Dallas started to thrust faster into my sloppy cunt, his strokes getting more pleasurable each second. My responses continuously consisting of gasps, moans, whimpers, and groans.
I felt a tug on my hair as I was lifted up fast. My back was to his chest as he kissed my neck all over. Dallas used one hand to hold me up as he brought a his other down to rub my sensitive clit. I cried out, my eyes starting to water. "Oh shit" I felt my makeup get fucked but I was too much in the moment to care.
I felt my peak get closer as Dallas's dick hit my sweet spot over and over. My body was convulsing and shaking with overstimulation, wanting a release. Dallas noticed with a smirk, "Poor baby shaking and crying to cum, huh? Not yet sweetheart" I wailed at his words, sobbing with pleasure. He continued to thrust into me at a unruly place. I noticed his thrusts getting sloppier as he started to groan louder. "God your pussy feels so good, doll."
He cracked a hand down on my ass, getting my attention. “You wanted to cum? so cum, babydoll.” I moaned loudly, finally getting my release. “I love you, Dal.” He groaned at my words before releasing his cum into me.
He pulled out of me, putting on his clothes then helping me into mine. I walked back over to the mirror, looking at my fucked up mascara. I checked the clock realizing that the party started an hour ago. “Dally were an hour late to the party” I hurriedly fixed my makeup before grabbing his hand to walk out the room. “C’mon”
The gang was sitting in the living room, what seemed awkwardly watching Tv. We walked into the full room, the floor creaking with our steps. “You guys ready to go?” I said with a big smile on my face. Soda and Pony looked at me with know-it-all face, “Really, in our bed? You owe us new sheets missy.”
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Hi guys!! Hope you enjoy this chapter!! My requests are still open and I recently published a new book. Just letting you know its NOT ab the outsiders. Its a ORIGINAL story but don’t let that stop you from reading it. :) Love you!! 💕 IT ON MY WATTPAD IN BIO.
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louthestarspeaker · 12 days ago
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it's almost 1am here's my essay about Dal and captainhood <333
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I hath promised a Dal essay and I hath delivered… 
I've had this in the drafts for so long, but I just rewatched season two and it really allowed me to solidify a lot of my thoughts.
One of things that really strikes me about Dal's character and his relationship to command is that being in charge is a place of safety for him. He's had to be self-reliant and self-sufficient pretty much his whole life until the Protostar. It's something that was engraved into him since he was small, that the only person Dal could really depend on was himself.
And because he was never around anyone who actually cared about him until the Protostar, that was the right thing to do. This need to be in charge, to be in control really, is a learned survival skill. "I can tell you from experience, people in authority lie."
But in season two, his circumstances have changed (for the better!), and that's not the right thing to do anymore. Ultimately, to me, Dal's season two character arc is about vulnerability and trust. He's been in survival mode for so, so long, and now we watch him learn to heal.
You start with this boy who's spent the grand majority of his life alone or with people who are exploiting him, and the story takes him by the hand and tells him "now that you're safe, now that you have people who care about you, you can't live like that anymore."
All throughout season one he learns trust. Trust in his crew, in Hologram Janeway, in the Federation and in Starfleet as institutions that can and will help him and his newfound family. But as a captain,when he was guiding his crew through active crisis after crisis, trust looked like open doors. It looked like laying out all the variables and problems on a table so they could figure a way out together. 
Trust looks very different on the Voyager-A. It asks him to have faith in what he's not seeing, what he's not being told. He has to believe that they have his best interests at heart, that he's not trusting his family to something that will try to hurt them. 
Captainhood isn't just bossing people around for Dal. It's the responsibility of holding the lives of the people he loves in his hands. He trusts his own hands. He has the best interest of his crew at heart. 
To ask Dal to relinquish control, is to ask him to place the lives of himself and his family into someone else's hands. Which, historically, has not gone great for them. It prods directly at his trauma, asks him to take undo and ignore the survival instincts that kept them alive for so long. Is it any wonder he has trouble with that?
Dal's not going around crawling through Jeffries Tubes because he's a brat or because he thinks he's entitled to know everything. He's a traumatized kid whose self-sufficiency, independence, and ability to make his own decisions were once, for a very long time, the literal line between life and death for him and his crew.
And even if he trusts Starfleet and Janeway in his head on a logical level (which I absolutely believe he does), there's still this instinct that's written into him. It's a process to learn how and when to turn that off, and that's what we see especially throughout the first half of season two. 
This really culminates in the cafeteria scene after they return with the Protostar and Chakotay, when Dal advocates for the Starfleet temporal management guys to figure out a way to get the Protostar back to Tars Lamora. Dal was able to see that his hands weren't the best ones for the job, and trust Gwyn's life to someone else. That's huge for him. He trusts not just a person, but a branch of an institution he's never interacted with before, with one of the people that mean the very most to him. And Dal's able to give up that control, to place himself and his crew in that position of potential vulnerability, because he's finally started to feel it in his bones that he's safe here.
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sillyfudgemonkeys · 3 months ago
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I want a ship war *people raising their pitchforks* to happen in the Roku fandom. *people lower the pitchforks, confused* That only yaoi fans can deliver.
I want 30 page analyses on which ship is better: Rozin (Sozin/Roku) or Yazin/Sosu(?) (Yasu/Sozin).
And then I need 30 more pages on why one char is the uke/bottom and the other is the seme/top.
Then I need the yuri fans to grab a sword and draw blood while they figure out the same for Zeisan and who she should be with: Dalisay vs Rioshon. Or if both Rioshon and Dalisay should cut their losses and kiss instead.
C'mon fandom I believe in you. Deliver on these ship wars 2000s internet era style. It's not delivery, it's toxicity~! uwu
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jamandjazz · 2 months ago
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Dally and TwoBit are little shits who care about each other and has each others back but also can be aware of when one was in the wrong (TwoBit saying that the Shepards were gonna jump Dally for slashing his tires)
Yeah that makes sense, god I love them so much
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kazu-naito · 1 year ago
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rc characters that are simply other people (it was revealed to me in a delusion):
wdym jonas? i'd recognise mr toby cavanaugh anywhere 🙄
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we all know where this vlad came from
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now this theo face... i'll die on this hill
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luinquesse · 9 months ago
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Have a silly little drawing~
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roboyomo · 5 days ago
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new beasts that have only been mentioned on my blog Alert ^_^ colored sketches of them featuring kenix and ken I Guess
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hojiteaversion · 10 months ago
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I'd like to think Mehmed is thinking the same with regards to her, in this scene.
He gave her the sword. He controls his temper around her. She stabbed him and his response was to admire and kiss her. He promised to not hurt her friends. He kissed her in this scene because otherwise he would probably tell her everything, which he supposedly can't do yet. He's far from perfect but she is his one "weakness".
Lale was undoubtedly under his power in an unbalanced/dangerous way‚ but he is absolutely under her power as well‚ especially now, and I think he's known it for a long long time.
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satelitis · 1 year ago
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darry to the rest of the gang when they’re annoying asf or doing something stupid
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@mictodii
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podcastenthusiast · 1 year ago
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If you think about it the brothel workers in the city probably hated Astarion when he was luring people for Cazador. I mean, he's just direct competition as far as they know so it's bad for their business, and no one he leaves with ever comes back for the brothel's services.
But I also think some of them would recognize he isn't happy at all, that he isn't doing this because he wants to to be, and maybe they start to sympathize with him. Even if they don't know the full story, they know enough to suspect most of the injuries and bruises he tries to hide sometimes didn't come from his conquests.
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youngpettyqueen · 5 months ago
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just watched the first 5 episodes of Prodigy! I cant quite liveblog this one because I am yo-ho-hoing it, so posts about it will be made after I do my nightly viewings
STRONG start to the series. im in love with this crew already and have been since episode 1. this crew has such a different feel than any other Trek show, and I love it. I love them. I love that we're FINALLY getting a Tellarite main character, and a Medusan?? wasn't expecting THAT, holy shit. and the new species they introduced have some sick as hell designs already, cant wait to see what more we get design-wise
so far, Rok-Tahk is my fav. I love her. shes my baby and if anything bad happens to her im killing everyone here and then myself. but really, I love them all. Dal is fun, and arrogant, and reckless, and sooooo different from any other Trek lead. Zero is fucking hilarious, love them, love that they're like "I am beyond corporeal existence and also gender <3" good for them honestly. Jankom im so excited for because again, FINALLY A TELLARITE MAIN. Tellarites have been around since TOS and we barely get ANYTHINGGGGGG with them. and then Gwyn and the Diviner seem SUUUUPER cool, love their designs, I love Gwyn sm already. love that right from the beginning she isnt unconditionally loyal and can see something's going on, but I love that she isnt excused or immediately redeemed- her fighting with Rok-Tahk was so good, Rok-Tahk being so ANGRY with her, but then being the first to extend a helping hand when she needed it?? again, Rok-Tahk is my everything. oh, and Murf. shoutout to Murph. love a little mascot guy. peak design 10/10
seeing Janeway again is of course a thrill. I squealed out loud when she showed up, thats my wife and I love her so MUUUUCH. love that shes a hologram, and just as sassy and defiant as the real Janeway, and that shes got the motherly touch. her presence, and the tone of the first 5 episodes, really made this show feel like Voyager, but also like its own unique thing, and I really really enjoyed it
ive been super excited to start this series and im super excited to keep going with it. im excited to see where this crew goes, what they do, and any familiar faces we might get to see besides Janeway! I know absolutely NOTHING about this series, im going in spoiler-free, so im super stoked to see just where we end up
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juhollamago · 2 months ago
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