I Headcanon That Darry Does A Headcount Before And After A Rumble

It's exam season unfortunately so could you do some headcanoans or a fic with Dallas where the reader is staying up late to study and stressing a lot? Thank you!! I love your work 💕

𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝐃.𝐖 [headcanons]

a/n. thank you so much !! as someone who is also going into exams on monday i feel this. it'll be fine though if anyone wants to rant about their stresses my dms are open

Dallas winston x studying!reader

Late night study sessions usually end with you slumped over the table, half asleep in amongst your notes, entirely worn down by the stress of exam season. Dallas can’t stand seeing you so fatigued, and everytime he sees you in such a state he just sighs. “Jesus, doll… They’re really runnin’ you into the ground, huh?” 

He’ll act like he doesn’t care about school, at least not for his own benefit, but he can see how much you’ll do to ensure you do your best and get the grades expected of you. Because of this, he’ll sit and endure all of your stressed rambling, letting you teach him topics if that’s what helps you remember.

If you do fall asleep, he’ll tug your stuff aside and will drag you somewhere a little more comfortable. He isn’t soft on you, but he also doesn’t want you to stress yourself out too much. “You’ll pass, alright? Just take a goddamn break for once.” 

Dallas will bring you stolen snacks halfway through your sessions just to make sure you’re eating. He also uses it as an excuse to see you, not all that pleased that your attention is taken away by some stupid subject. 

He absolutely hates seeing you cry over your grades and cant stand that school is the thing that’s got you so torn up. He’s rough around the edges and tough as shit, but he’ll let his walls drop just enough to give you the reassurance you need. 

If you mutter something that even slightly self-deprecating, he’s scoffing and feeding you the tough love you need. “That’s bullshit. You’re the smartest thing I know. Don’t even think about talkin’ like that, man.” 

When you do finally take your exams, he’s mindful of giving you space, not wanting to get caught up in the wave of emotions that comes with the stress and exhaustion. He’ll try and say the right things, although sometimes he grates on your nerves enough to make you snap.

Afterwards, he’ll mumble a soft little, “told you you could do it”, acting smug as hell to try and cover up his pride over you. 

OMG THEY ARE JUST TWO BROTHERS WHO LOVE EACH OTHER BUT DONT KNOW HOW TO SAY ITTTTTT THEY ARE MY BABIESSSSS 😿😿😿

i think a big difference between johnny and ponyboy is that while theyre both thoughtful, pony is prone to fantasy and escapism and johnny is more... observant? like johnny thinks about things as they are vs pony who thinks how he wants things to be/feels they are.

౨ৎ top 5 woman canon events:

1. discovering Lana Del Rey

2. discovering Lana Del Rey

3. discovering Lana Del Rey

4. discovering Lana Del Rey

5. discovering Lana Del Rey

xo

George Harrison outside the Cavern Club in Liverpool, England | 19 February 1963 © Michael Ward

cw: size kink, belly bulge, unprotected sex, rough sex, lmk if i missed something

You knew Tsukishima was big.

It wasn’t just his height—it was the way he carried it, the way his broad shoulders framed your body when he pressed himself over you, the way his long fingers wrapped effortlessly around your wrists, pinning them above your head with zero effort.

But knowing he was big? That was different from feeling it.

And right now, you felt every inch of him.

“Fuck,” he muttered, voice strained as he bottomed out, his forehead pressing against yours. “You’re so fucking tight.”

You could barely respond, nails digging into his forearms, body stretched around him in a way that had you shaking. Tsukishima always made you work for it—made you take it, slow and steady, until your body adjusted to the sheer size of him.

But tonight?

Tonight, he was impatient.

“Look at you,” he breathed, one hand sliding down to press against your lower stomach. You gasped at the sensation, the pressure making you feel even fuller, like you couldn’t take any more of him, like he was already too deep.

But that only made him smirk.

“Feel that?” he murmured, pressing down just enough to make your breath hitch. “That’s me, baby. All the way inside.”

Your whimper made his cock twitch inside you, and fuck, he felt it.

“God, you’re taking me so well,” he groaned, leaning down, his lips ghosting over your jaw as his hips rolled forward, slow and intentional. “Knew you could handle it. Knew you could take all of me.”

The stretch was overwhelming, every movement sending shivers up your spine, but the feeling of his hand on your stomach? Feeling just how deep he was? It made you dizzy.

“You like that, huh?” His voice was smug, his breath hot against your ear. “Bet none of those other guys ever fucked you like this.”

You clenched around him, and his smirk dropped, replaced by something hungry.

“Oh?” His grip on your waist tightened as he pulled back—just enough to leave you feeling empty—before snapping his hips forward again, hard. “That get you going, baby? Knowing you can see how deep I am?”

Your only answer was a breathless moan, your back arching, body begging for more.

And Tsukishima?

He gave it to you.

A/N: my goat fr🔥ANYWAY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!