Should've Been Me 💔

omg i'm gonna bust 🙏🏼 (matt in his active era omg)

୭ ˚ . ᵎᵎ masterlist

꩜ smut ×angst ༒fluff

matt dillon (dallas winston, rusty james, bob hughes, sam lombardo, basically any matt dillon character)

— dallas winston x preachers daughter (moodboard)

↳ knockin' on heavens door (dw) ꩜༒

— older!dallas x reader (moodboard)

↳ romeo's daddy (pt.1) (dw) ×

↳ crying during sex (pt.2) (dw) ꩜

↳ angel (dw) ꩜

— after the fact (dw) ༒

— this was all for you (dw) ×

— I don't need your mercy (dw) ꩜

— party 4 u (dw) ×

— bob hughes x art-therapist reader! (moodboard)

↳ playground love (pt.1) (bh) ༒

ralph macchio (johnny cade, daniel larruso, eugene martone)

— johnny cade x dreamy!reader (moodboard)

— everybody here thinks they need you (jc) ×꩜

— heavy (jc) ༒

— everybody here wants you (jc) ꩜ ×

— i'll crawl home to her (jc) ༒

— i'm not in love (jc) ꩜ ×

the curtis gang (hc's, oneshots, etc.)

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all characters are aged up!

༉ ‧₊ ˚ everybody here thinks they need you

— johnny cade x bartender!reader

warnings: nsfw, pnv, fingering

your hands were covered in alcohol, the stench of it burning your nose hairs as you continued to make drinks for waiting customers who were leaning on the sticky wooden surface of the bar.

it was the weekend, meaning Buck's bar was packed. your slot was from 10-12, the busiest time of the night, of course. it wasn't that you couldn't handle it, you had just had a rough week, and the last thing you wanted was a raging headache and clothes stained with alcohol.

"hey! sweets!" a man attempted to get your attention, one that looked too old to be in a bar that mainly held teens and young adults. occasionally an old man would pass through, looking for a drink on a stop of a long road trip— but you knew this man wasn't that kind of person, he actually wanted something from you, or more specifically, he wanted you. "hey, honey! i'm talkin' to you."

"sorry sir! i'm a bit busy. unless you wanna order a drink, Buck over there can help you out with whatever you need!" you told him, pointing to the owner of the bar who was standing by the pool table, watching the game unfold.

you had been working at a rapid pace for the past 2 hours, making drinks, stopping for a moment to hear someone's order before moving again. your head hurt, your feet felt heavy, and all you wanted was for your shift to end. you couldn't deal with some creepy old guy coming onto you, not here, and certainly not now. you looked around for your boyfriend, Johnny, but unfortunately, he was no where to be seen. he must be playing darts or pool with the gang you thought to yourself.

"hey!" the man yelled at you again, growing more angry every second you didn't pay attention to him, like a child throwing a temper tantrum. "why don't you get that sweet ass over here, and take a break." he shouts over the music, patting his thigh.

you cringed at his comment, the thought of doing what he said made you want to throw up. however, you kept your composure and continued to ignore him.

as you reached over the bar to hand the customer next to him their drink, he grabs your wrist harshly, causing you to wince. "look at me." he growls, making a your body tense up and fear swell up in your chest. you couldn't move, scared that if you tried to wriggle out of his grasp, it would only anger him further.

suddenly, the man was yanked away from you, the fat bastard thrown to the floor. you looked to see Johnny standing above him, his eyes seething and his gaze cold. you could see one of his hands lingering over his back pocket where his switchblade was kept, the other holding the guys collar. everyone was quiet, a few murmurs heard over the loud music exuding from the jukebox in the corner.

"you keep your hands off of my girl or i'll fuckin' kick your ass." Johnny scolded, the man looking up at him in surprise that such a small kid could be so intimidating. despite Johnny looking innocent, his hands were more dirty than majority of the other greasers in Tulsa, and he wasn't afraid to get his hands dirtier for his girl.

Johnny let go of the guys collar before walking over to the bar. "You okay, sweetheart?" he asked, you nodding at him with a smile.

"hey! your done for the night kid." Buck tells you, pulling out a wad of cash, licking his fingers and flipping through a few bills before slipping them to you. You thank him before lifting up the trap door that acted as a gate between the bar and the dance floor. Johnny walks over to you, grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the exit.

"let's go. i've had enough of this place" he groans, you nodding in agreement.

the cold air touching your hot skin sent chills down your spine. after being cooped up in a humid, hot bar that reeked of tobacco and alcohol, you were finally glad to be outside again. "let's go back to mine." you announced, beginning your journey down the street.

as you two walked hand in hand through the night, Johnny kept quiet. this wasn't unusual as he was a quiet person majority of the time, but when it was just the two of you, he talked your ear off and you his. Johnny's tense body language and closed off demeanour told you everything you needed to know.

it wasn't the first time that a guy had hit on you in Johnny's presence, and it certainly wouldn't be the last— he knew that. still, it made him angry to see a guy touch you like that, to see a guy think that you were anyone's but his. you were his girl, and just about everyone around town knew it, and he wanted to keep it that way.

as you walk through the front door, you're both instantly met with warmth that isn't overbearing, but also isn't not enough. Johnny helped you shrug off your jacket, placing it on the coat hanger by the door.

the both of you walk down the hallway to your room, turning on the lights before shutting the door behind you.

you let out a loud sigh as you begin taking off your shirt and jeans, Johnny doing the same until you were both stripped down to your undergarments. you reach behind yourself to attempt to unclip your bra, only to groan in pain due to your tired and overworked shoulders unable to reach behind far enough. "here baby" Johnny whispers from behind you, unclipping your bra and allowing it to fall from your shoulders and drop to the floor.

"thank you for defending me" you whisper, Johnny's arms now wrapped around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

"you don't gotta thank me. he was harassing you, it was the least I could do."

you turn to face him, your beasts up against his chest as you pulled him in for a kiss. his hands find their way to your waist, pulling you in closer as your kisses grow more passionate. you both slowly walk over to your bed, slowly falling back as Johnny climbs on top of you, neither of you breaking away from one another.

Johnny squeezes one of your breasts softly, causing you to gasp slightly, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth with ease. you whimper at the feeling, wetness now pooling in your panties.

your noises only motivate him more as his hand slowly descends to the hem of your underwear, his fingers fiddling with the lace lining.

"can I make you feel good baby?" he whispers into your ear as he begins to kiss your neck, sending chills down your spine. you response with a nod, biting your lip in anticipation.

his fingers wrap around the sides of your panties, slowly pulling them down your legs before discarding them onto the floor. he gently adjusts your legs by opening them further, giving him a better view of your glistening pussy. his mouth watered at the sight, having been thinking about it all night as he watched you from across the bar. he began to rub circles on your clit, making you moan. his head dips back down into your neck, his kisses now more desperate and aggressive.

you then feel his fingers slip inside of you, pumping at a slow and steady pace. "I love you so much" he whispered softly, staring into your eyes as he watched your face contort into an expression of pleasure. you couldn't respond before he sped up, his fingers now going in and out at rapid speed.

"oh- f-uck" you croak, unable to form words out of overwhelming pleasure, your hand gripping onto his bicep. "i'm gonna cum" you moan, feeling yourself begin to get closer to climax.

"cum for me, my beautiful girl." and you did, your liquids spilling over the tan skin of his fingers as your breathing slowed, your mind foggy. Johnny slipped his digits into his mouth, tasting your arousal with a hum. "tastes like heaven" he smirked before passionately kissing you, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue.

"can I fuck you baby?" he asks, kneeling before you with his hands by the hem of his boxers, his hard dick desperate for release.

"yes, please" you whined, pulling his boxers down for him, his dick springing free as he continued to take off his boxers before adding his last article of clothing to the pile on the floor.

he grabs your thigh, hiking it over his hip as he lines himself up with your entrance, staring into your eyes for permission one more time, to which you nod without hesitation out of desperation. he slowly slides himself in, inch by inch, your spilled liquids from earlier making it easier. you both moan into one another's mouth, continuing to kiss as he thrusts into you slowly.

the moment was intimate, your bodies practically becoming one. he held your hand in his, the other kneading your breast as he looked into your eyes.

"faster" you whimpered, and johnny obeyed. he began to thrust in and out at a speed that made you want to scream in pleasure, but you bit your lip as you already had enough noise complaints from your neighbours.

"you know.." he whispered breathlessly into your ear, "when I saw that guy trying to get with you, I wanted to fuckin' kill him. cause you're mine. i'm the only one who gets to fuck you like this, and i'm the only one who can make you feel this good."

his words made you clench around him, drawing the both of you closer to the edge. he moved the hand that was fondling your breasts down to your clit, rubbing fast circles. your moans got louder, the pleasure overwhelming as he pounded into you whilst rubbing your clit. you looked up to see Johnny scrunching his eyebrows while groaning, an expression he always made when he was close.

"shit.. i'm so close" he groans into your neck, peppering light kisses.

"me too" you whimpered, Johnny clasping his hand into yours once more as he stared into your eyes.

"cum with me baby" and you did, both finishing together. an overwhelming surge of pleasure travelled through your body, making you shake. Johnny pulled out, shooting thick ropes onto your stomach.

"shit.. sorry baby. shoulda asked where you wanted me" he smirked.

"it's okay baby, I don't mind." you tell him, grabbing his face and pulling him in for a kiss.

"I love you so much." he said adoringly, his dark eyes shining, his pupils dilated. "wait here okay?" he got up and walked to the bathroom, returning a few moments later with a wash cloth that was damp with warm water. "spread your legs for me baby"

he lightly cleaned you up, making sure to be gentle as you were still sensitive. he tossed the rag onto the nightstand, making a mental note to clean it later.

he laid down next to you, pulling you into his side, your head now on his chest. he lay a kiss on the top of your head, rubbing circles on your back as the both of you slowly drifted off to sleep.

੭* ‧₊ this song is sooo older!dallas 🤭

omg he's so dilfy 🤭

begs for slow burn/fluff w Johnny Cade ppl don’t write enough for my boy 😓

(love ur writing btw)

୭ °۪ ׂ heavy

—johnny cade x reader

warnings: language

the crowded school hallway smelt of expensive perfumes and hair grease, the hair thick and humid as students danced around one another to get to their classes. you stood up against the lockers, chatting with your friend Angela as the world faded around you both.

suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. you spun around to see your best friend Johnny standing in front of you, a grin on his face.

"hey"

"hey johnnycake!" you exclaimed excitedly, giving him a hug. "you still wanna hang out after school?"

"sure thing" he says, the school bell going off and filling the halls, sending lingering students on their way to class, including you and Angela.

you look at Angela to see her stifling a laugh, biting her lip. "what?"

"he loves you so much, my god" she cackles, wrapping her arm around yours.

"what the fuck are you talking about?" you laugh in response as the both of you enter the classroom. the both of you walked to your desks that sat side by side, sitting down and placing your books onto the wooden surface. "Johnny and I have been friends since grade school. If he was in love with me, he would've made a move by now. besides, I don't like him like that"

"yeah right. this is Johnny we're talking about. he's the last person to tell you how he feels."

"that's not true, he tells me everything." and it was true, he did tell you everything. the both of you had been friends since you were 9 and he were 10. you had found him sitting alone on the curb of a street corner by your house when you were walking home from the store one day.

you had offered to bring him back to yours as it was cold and dreary, and despite him refusing, he ended up in your living room only 15 minutes later.

since then, the two of you had always been each others number 1. every time he needed to vent about his parents, you would be there— and every time an ignorant Soc made you cry, you would run to him for comfort.

as you waited for Johnny at the front of the school after class, you couldn't stop thinking about what Angela said, an endless thought loop playing in your head. you thought about all of the times that Johnny would gaze at you when you weren't looking, all the times he would hold you longingly as you cried into his chest. the more you thought about it, the more it made sense.

"you ready to go?" you heard Johnny say from behind you.

"yeah" you smiled as you two began walking toward your house. the both of you talked one another's ear off, talking about anything and everything as you two always did. as you arrived at your home, you noticed your mothers car was gone meaning that the house was empty. you preferred it that way as your mother always teased and embarrassed you in front of Johnny, believing that you two were having some secret love affair.

you walked through the front door, setting your books down on the table nearby, your arms instantly feeling relief from no longer being weighed down by unnecessarily heavy textbooks.

"you want anything? water, juice, a snack?" you asked, walking over to your kitchen and opening your fridge, scanning for anything new that may have been added to the shelves while you were at school.

"i'm alright" Johnny shrugged, not wanting to bother you or "steal" your food, despite the fact that you were offering it and he wasn't taking anything without permission. he often felt like a burden, but you always tried your best to remind him that he wasn't.

you grabbed a coke, walking over to Johnny who was now sitting on the couch. you snapped open the can, the tab letting out a satisfying pop sound. you took a gulp, a little getting on the side of your mouth, dribbling down your chin. You didn't seem to notice as you were too busy flipping through TV channels, yet Johnny couldn't keep his eyes off of that small drop running down your skin— not because it bothered him, but because it was right by your soft pair of lips, ones that he had been longing to kiss.

"anything you wanna watch?" you asked him, continuing to flip through the channels.

"you." he mumbled, gazing at you lovingly. despite his voice being low and quiet, you knew what he had said. you turned to him, his gaze not turning away from you as it usually did when you caught him staring.

you both stared into one another's eyes before looking at each others lips.

"I really like you." he said to you without thinking as he was too busy staring at you.

Angela was right, you thought to yourself, and I was wrong. you were wrong about not liking Johnny, of course you liked him. after all of these years, how could you not? he was perfect in every way. you couldn't find a single flaw in the boy, not even the scar on his cheek or the slight gap in between his two front teeth. he was beautiful in every way. he was kind and sincere, he never judged you, and by god was he handsome.

it all made sense— every time a girl would attempt to flirt with him, you would tell yourself that the anger you felt was simply you feeling protective over him, not wanting him to get hurt by a girl who was looking for a good time, and every time you thought about him as you lay in bed at night, your mind would always wander to his plush lips and dark brown eyes. you realised that you didn't just like him, you loved him.

"I really like you too." you replied after a long pause. he cupped your jaw with both hands before slowly pulling you in, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss. you felt your heart burst, your body finally feeling relieved. it was like a weight had been lifted off of your shoulders and you were floating.

after all of these years, you finally understood why your heart would race whenever you saw him, and why you couldn't help but look at him in adoration as he laughed infectiously. you had wanted him, and you finally had him.

guys i'm cooking 😈

(btw lmk if you wanna be in my tag list cause i might make one)

the way he got arrested for speeding not long after this is so funny to me

UPDATE

Hello! Id just like to let you guys know that I am currently very active on wattpad. I have an imagine + preferences book, a dally ff that is ongoing, and a johnny ff in the works. I will be updating on there regularly for the time being. As for this page, I will not be posting. However, at some stage I will come back— for now I will be sticking to wattpad as it is more active and I just enjoy posting and being on there more. My wattpad is lovesp3ll if you wish to seek me. Thank you! Love you all and stay safe!

matt in this movie i'm gonna nut 😛