#dallas podcast

[sodapopboy]

rip twobit mathews. you would’ve loved loona

rip steve randle. you would’ve loved voltron

rip dallas winston. you would’ve loved vaping

rip johnny cade. you would’ve loved voice messages/audiobooks

rip sodapop curtis. you would’ve loved britney spears

rip ponyboy curtis. you would’ve loved shitting on booktok

rip darry curtis. you would’ve loved having a busted up iphone 6 in the year of 2024

rip the curtis gang you guys would’ve loved just dance and uno.

[2knightt]

5 things dallas winston hated about you.

—even when you were on his last goddamn nerve, you were still everything to him. is he still everything to you? after all he’s put you through?

-> in no way is this me changing my style nor should this be taken seriously…i’m just bored. and sad. and bored. and i miss my boyfriend. posted on queue!! i’m probably either studying, working on asks + event, or sleeping. either one.

(I.your snarky remarks.)

“did nobody ever teach you how to properly play uno of all games?”

you asked, a chuckle in your voice as you held your one card in hand. dallas glared at you from across your table, holding 12 cards. this was the 5th game you two played. he was never one to accept defeat easily.

“this game is just fuckin’ stupid. n’ you’re a dirty lil’ cheater.” he grumbled, staring down at his all red cards, eyes shifting back to the green 3 that you had placed down. dallas wanted to say more not-so-nice words, but knowing you fully, you’d say something even worse back. he hated that about you. you always said that it was apart of your charm, he always disagreed.

“why would i ever need to cheat when you can’t seem to count?” you snapped back, brows furrowed. you referenced the fact that dallas tried to pick up only 4 when he had to pick up 6, thinking he was slick.

dallas just huffed, picking up another card from the pile before mumbling a small, ‘go.’ there was a tug at the corners of your mouth, causing you to grin a little too hard as you placed down the winning card. for the 5th time in a row. dallas threw his cards down, clicking his tongue in annoyance. he leaned back into the chair, his head turned away from you as his arms hung off the chair.

“stop bein’ a baby and help me clean this up.”

“no. it’s your house.”

“and you’re the one who’s bumming around in it. clean up with me before i let you walk those streets. again.”

(II.how important your looks were to you.)

you stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, fingers running through your hair as you starred at yourself in the window of a convenience store.

“are you serious, y/n?” he asked, pockets in hand. he stopped walking when you did. he said it was so nobody hit on you. in reality, he liked it better when he had his eyes on you 24/7. he likes knowing you were safe. even for a second.

“yes, dallas. i am.” you replied with an eye roll. you grabbed your pink lip gloss, re-applying it for the 4th time today. sure, you were willing to admit it slowed you down—your focus on your looks. but were you gonna change? no! if someone doesn’t like it, who cares?

once you were done, you continued walking, leaving dallas to rush to catch up. he walked beside you after speed walking behind you for a few seconds. your lips shined under the hot tulsa sun, eyes glowing along with them. dally couldn’t help but wrap an arm around your waist.

he grew more and more aware of the men around. he held you closer, even when they paid no mind to neither you or him. he felt almost threatened for a moment.

“are you even listening?”

you chimed in, breaking his train of thought. dallas nodded, head empty. he didn’t hear a single thing you said. was he going to admit it? no. he didn’t want these other guys to know about how terrible of a boyfriend he was.

you just hummed, walking to your house in silence. any insults, compliments, comments, or cries would fall to deaf ears as of now.

(III.how you were blindly loyal.)

“i cannot believe you right now.”

“i jus’ said she was pretty. god forbid.”

he muttered as he entered your car, sitting in the passenger seat. dallas knew it’d be a terrible idea to try and make you jealous. boundaries, you’d shout. boundaries!

“i’ve told you how many times on how uncomfortable that makes me.”

“m’sorry, doll. i…i know. it was the alcohol.”

dallas lied right through his teeth. in all honesty—he’d been hoping it’d make you want to show him off. he was stupid for ever thinking you’d so something like that.

your silence scared him. you usually would’ve spat something back at him without a single thought. a sigh left your lips as you started the car, finally speaking up.

“i know.”

you muttered quietly. goddamn, maybe loyalty was gonna be the death of you. he didn’t mind much, though. at least you knew where home was. with him…right? right, y/n? he wanted to ask over and over again. dallas wanted the reassurance. he needed the support.

for what? he didn’t know. he just wanted to make sure you still felt the same way he does.

(IV.the way you fought.)

“she got you good, y/n.”

“oh, shut up, dal.”

you muttered, washing your bloodied and bruised hands under the faucet. you stood there, spacing out, letting the water run off your hands. dallas tapped you on your shoulder, snapping you out of it.

he handed you a clean shirt, a couple of bandaids in the other. you ushered him out of your bathroom, closing the door to put the clean shirt on. ‘she got you good.’ what does that even mean? was there seriously no, ‘are you okay?’ you wondered to yourself as you opened the door.

dallas sat you down on the toilet, brushing the fresh blood that slowly streamed down your cheeks with his thumb as he placed bandaids all over your face. he kissed every single one after doing so.

he wanted to make sure you still knew he likes you. that dallas winston liked you a whole lot.

“you’ll be alright, doll.” he comforted, patting your head. he thought back to your several other fights. you fought strategically and with honour. something he’d never do. but, recently, you’d been fighting just for the fun of it.

when you fought before—he felt a little angry. he didn’t like seeing you fight, but he didn’t like knowing you were good at it. knowing you were at the same level as he was at something he took pride in hurt him. dallas was frustrated at you and himself.

maybe his bad habits were rubbing off on you. a way to remember him, as dallas thought about it. he said he’d talk to you later about it. he never did.

(V.how quickly you were able to move on. faster than he ever could.)

you realized you needed better. dallas didn’t treat you like he used to. why? you didn’t know. you tried to be the best girlfriend he’d ever have, so why did he have to ruin it? was it your fault?

you kept on asking yourself questions like this when the reality of it all sunk in. that same day, you left dallas winston.

he felt his world crumble before him. this whole, self-sabotaging thing that pony warned him about was catching up to him. dallas felt hatred for you. well, at least he wanted to. he wanted to feel angry. hatred for you.

he couldn’t no matter how hard he tried. even when he watched you move onto another guy. from afar, he’d see you giggle and flirt with him. like how you used to do with him.

even when you’re with someone else, you’re still everything ti dallas. would you ever forgive him if he said sorry? would sorry even fix the way he treated you?

[iceisslipperypod]

New episode is out now! This week on Ice is Slippery, Kate and Fred talk about trade news around the NHL (particularly changes that affected the Stars and the Flyers). We also talked about this week's funniest/pettiest NHL moment, and remembered why Vegas is so villainous.

[samanthasgone]

Credit: penaltyboxpodcast

Created by assistant head graphic designer: Carissa Ng

[hystpod]

Even @bitterkarella can't explain it! We enlisted her help to discuss a lumbering Apple TV+ failure,  ARGYLLE, in our latest free-to-all episode.

[smiisevenwhyplus]

sorry for my lack of posts, enjoy pictures of the boy (and friends!)

[castawavy]

busy weekend with the kids & aaliyah staying over, then also dallas met his neighbors which were all men™ so he has friends now (?)

before / next

[moghedien]

is it just that California people are insane or am I missing something about In and Out because I tried it a few months back and it was like….not good?

And I say this as a lover of fast food cheeseburgers

[remedy7411]

Kay so I’m still not over the host of ice is slippery podcast saying that she would rather have Suter than Dumba. I do not know how I feel about this… Because on one hand Dumba STILL isn’t playing all that well. On the other hand, Suter was AWFUL. Like so bad. Granted that podcast was from Oct/November so who knows if she still feels that way???

[andrewmnyard]

something is genuinely wrong with me why can’t I stop consuming dallas stars content

[blusandbirds]

dallas: the first time i met jacob on set, he put me into a headlock and shoved me into a door

so this is just them then, like not even in character, it's just them

[iceisslipperypod]

Since it's intermission, I might as well announce that the newest episode of Ice is Slippery is up now! In Brodependent, we make some New Year's resolutions on behalf of our favorite teams and players, check in on the Stars and Flyers, and implore everyone to stop breaking Mason Marchment's beautiful face.

[samanthasgone]

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[campaign-spotlight]

Flashlight: Dallas

In this week's Flashlight, we explore the game Dallas, based on the TV series from the 1970s and 1980s! Reilly leaves in a hot-mic moment, Jake tries to sound knowledgeable about buying horses, and neither one of us can sustain a Texas accent.

Here's the link to SPI Wargame Resources, where you can find the ruleset for Dallas if you really want to try playing it. We also mention a few other old-school TTRPGs based on the hottest IP of the early 1980s:

Here's a MemoryAlpha article on the original Star Trek TTRPG and here's a (still-active!) forum for it.

Here's a catalogue of the sourcebooks for the Indiana Jones TTRPG - which are apparently very hard to find today.

Here's a review of the Judge Dredd TTRPG which is also very hard to find today.

Here's an archive of the Marvel Super Heroes TTRPG, with a bunch of character profiles as well.

Here's a modern review for the original Doctor Who TTRPG.

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[thisweekinfandomhistory]

Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer! This week, Emily and V head West to Texas and back in time to the 1980s to visit with the most melodramatic family in television history: the Ewings. As a cultural phenomenon that helped define the decade, Dallas... has surprisingly few (surviving?) fanworks. But thanks to one teenage fan nigh twenty years after the Ewings bid South Fork adieu, Emily and V get to learn about the JR/Sue Ellen ship (and reminisce about Web 1.0 fansites). Plus... who shot JR? Sources Dallas Online Forever 

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