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everytime i think about established byler in the christmas epilogue a ticking sound comes out of my mouth and then i blow up

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The Outsiders on Thanksgiving

(Inspired by @dallasgallant )

The Matthews Family always does Thanksgiving Lunch and the Curtis Family does Thanksgiving Dinner

The entire gang uses this as an excuse for eating two Thanksgiving meals

Sodapop always wants to decorate for Christmas after Halloween, but Pony and Darry wait until after dinner to put up decorations

Dallas loves mashed potatoes

The gang bets on the Football games

Mrs Curtis taught the Curtis brothers how to make all of her classic dishes, so each year they are able to recreate her classic Thanksgiving meal

Dallas secretly loves the parade, because he used to watch it with his mother

Mr. Curtis was very serious about being thankful

He’s the type to go around the table and force everyone to share what they are thankful for

It’s now Darry’s favorite holiday because it reminds him of his father

At the Matthews house, they host Two-Bit’s entire extended family and everyone is welcome if they bring their own dish

He sits at the kids table and cracks jokes

Johnny was the first one of the gang to come over to the Curtis house for dinner

Steve and Soda have a contest to see which one eats the most food

It’s 50/50 on who wins

The Curtis brothers end the night with looking through their family albums

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God, I love this boy. Chaos and sunshine personified.

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Mike realizing that lying to Will has repercussions. Because now Will wants him to love El, too, and he has nobody left.

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Mike realizing that lying to Will has repercussions. Because now Will wants him to love El, too, and he has nobody left.

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I find it so interesting how the Duffers tried to make it so obvious that Mike (and Will, this post just isn't about him 😂) is the missing piece to the 'defeating Vecna' puzzle. Yet some people still refuse that it's true!

I've seen people argue Mike's importance with "but Nancy and Dustin are just as smart, and they've also made plans" but season 4 directly counters that argument. The plan Nancy and Dustin make does not work! Mike's plans are the only ones that have never failed!

I've seen so many reactors say, "they have El, ofc they'll win!" And the characters in the show are guilty of this, too! But El cannot just go in alone and win! Look at season 2 for example, if Mike had not thought of distracting the demodogs, El and Hop wouldn't have had a chance of making it out of that lab alive!

I know people have said this many times before, but Mike would've seen through that, honestly terrible, s4 plan immediately! I'm so ready to see him back in his role as leader in s5 and for people to finally understand what the Duffers have been trying to tell us: that the only way the Party can succeed is with everyone present and working together as full team, with their leader, Michael Wheeler!!!

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One time Ponyboy went to a party with some school friends and got super drunk. When the party ended and he couldn't find his friends anywhere, he called Soda to pick him up. Soda, being the good brother he is, says that he'll be there as soon as he can.

So, he drives to the address, finds Ponyboy, helps him to the truck, and gets back on the road.

Ponyboy then proceeds to sob (and I mean SOB, like hiccups, snot, tears) almost the entire way home.

He eventually calms down a little, and Soda asks him what the hell the matter was. Ponyboy looks over at him and cries out "Please don't tell Darry that I'm drunk! He'll be so mad!" before beginning to cry even harder, repeatedly begging Soda to "not tell Darry he was drunk.""

Soda rubs his back and reassures him over and over that he won't tell, and that nobody was going to be mad at him.

This calms Ponyboy down enough that he closes his eyes and passes out, resting his head in Darry's lap, who had been sitting in the passenger seat the entire time.

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i fear the only thing i can write anymore is the curtis boys as kids BUT PLS THEYRE EVERYTHING TO ME and also they’re so tragic once they get older i love when they can just be happy :((

that being said, here is toddler ponyboy getting sick and darry being a little hero❤️‍🩹

darry heard ponyboy crying before the toddler had pushed the bedroom door open. he sat up in bed, careful not to ruffle the blankets covering soda. it already took him long enough to fall asleep, he didn’t need darry waking him up in the middle of the night.

darry’s eyes landed on his little brother standing in the patch of moonlight shining through the window, his face flooded with tears and his bottom lip trembling. he had thrown his too-small baby blanket around his shoulders in an effort to keep himself warm, and darry quickly realized it was because he was no longer in his pajamas.

“oh, pony,” darry reached down and grabbed the blanket from the foot of the bed. “c’mere, you’re gonna freeze.”

pony ran over to him and jumped up into darry’s arms, letting his big brother wrap him up in the warm blanket. darry pulled pony into his lap, holding him close. every inch of pony’s skin was drenched in cold sweat and darry could feel him trembling.

“hey, it’s okay, can you tell me what happened?” darry tucked pony’s head under his chin, enveloping his baby brother in as much warmth as he could, even though his skin was already hot to the touch, which didn’t do much to ease darry’s growing anxiety.

“i…” he sniffled, his voice trembling. “i threw up…”

“in your bed?” darry asked gently, and ponyboy nodded nervously, his watering eyes like huge glass orbs in the moonlight. “oh baby, i’m so sorry.”

“i don’t feel good,” pony hiccuped.

“no, i bet you don’t,” darry soothed, rubbing pony’s back and rocking them gently. “is that what happened to your pj’s?”

pony nodded and gave a shaky sob, burying his face in the front of darry’s shirt, “i’m sorry! i didn’t mean to!”

“hey, hey,” darry held pony’s face in his hand and met his eyes. “you’re sick, it’s not your fault, baby, you have nothing to be sorry for.”

“i didn’t want to! i… i…”

“breathe,” darry took an exaggerated breath that he knew pony would copy, trying to keep him calm as he pressed pony’s head to his heart while they breathed together. “don’t worry. you’re okay, it’s all over now, you don’t have to be scared.”

darry let ponyboy wear himself out crying before trying to remedy the situation. he was laying limply against darry by the time he had calmed himself down.

“how about this,” darry started, shuffling pony so that they could look at each other. “let’s get you a bath to get you feeling a little better and i’ll take care of your sheets. that sound okay?”

pony sniffled but eventually nodded, and darry scooped him up and carried him to the bathroom. in the dim light from the vanity, darry could see how miserable pony looked. his hair was almost slicked back with sweat, his skin was hot and clammy, and his nose and eyes were red and puffy.

after making sure the blanket was still securely wrapped around his brother, darry turned on the water, letting it run and warm up for a few moments before shutting off the drain. he turned back to ponyboy and smiled weakly, “i’m gonna go get some things for you, yell if you need me, okay?”

pony nodded, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

darry hurried out of the bathroom, throwing a couple towels into the dryer to warm up and stopping in the kitchen to pour each of them a glass of water, sticking a bendy straw into pony’s cup. when he came back, pony had gotten out of the rest of his clothes and was leaning his head against the wall with the blanket pulled over him, a hand over his stomach and his eyes glazed over.

darry knelt down in front of him, “can you drink some of this for me?”

pony whimpered, “…don’t wanna get sick again.”

“it’s just water, kiddo, it’ll help you feel better,” darry held up the cup for him, and he reluctantly leaned forward and took a small sip.

“there you go, good job, honey,” darry smiled at him, setting the cup down on the sink and turning off the tap. “i think your bath is all ready.”

ponyboy held out his arms and darry gently picked him up and set him down in the water, watching some of the tension in his face instantly dissolving. darry let pony sit in the hot water for a few minutes before he started helping him get cleaned up, swiping some of their mother’s sweet scented shower gel.

it was a mark of how awful pony was feeling that he didn’t complain that darry hadn’t put in any bubble bath or given him any toys, didn’t try to splash darry like he always did or complain about the water temperature. he just sat quietly and let darry help him, squeezing his eyes shut and tilting his head back as darry washed his hair.

“look at you with your hair all slicked back,” darry smiled as he rinsed shampoo out of his little brother’s hair. “someone’s gonna mistake you for a greaser.”

pony gave him a weak smile and a short puff of breath that might have been a vague attempt at a laugh. darry could see his eyelids drooping the longer he stayed in the water, the perfume of the soaps heavy in the air and making both of them feel drowsy and dizzy.

“darry?” a new voice came from the doorway behind them. darry turned around to see soda standing and watching them, a blanket around his shoulders and his stuffed dog under his arm. “what’re you doing?”

“hey, pepsi,” darry gave soda half a smile. “i’m just helping pony, he’s not feeling so hot. you can go back to sleep, i’ll be there soon.”

soda’s eyes softened as his eyes locked on ponyboy, head leaned against the side of the tub and fighting to keep his eyes open. soda didn’t listen to darry, instead, he came over and sat down next to ponyboy, holding his hand gently.

“oh, darry, he’s gonna fall asleep right here,” he whispered. “it’s okay, honey, we all get sick sometimes.”

darry dried his hands quickly and set a hand on soda’s shoulder, “can you sit with him for a minute? i just want to get his sheets in the washer.”

soda nodded, reaching up to swipe away some of the water before it could drip into pony’s eyes. darry could hear them babbling tiredly to each other as he left, which eased some of the tension in his chest; maybe pony was feeling a little better, maybe he was helping.

he hurried back to the nursery and stripped off the bedding and grabbed pony’s pajamas off the floor, carefully bundling them all up and throwing it in the washer. he grabbed the warmed up towels from the dryer before heading back to the bathroom, stopping when he saw someone standing in the hallway.

“…hi mama.”

“darry, it’s so late, what are you doing up?”

she closed the gap between them and gently combed his hair out of his eyes before kneeling down so she was eye level with him.

he shuffled his feet nervously, “pony threw up, i was just helping him out.”

“you could have gotten me, honey,” she chuckled. “you don’t need to take care of all that yourself.”

“i know, he was so upset though…”

mama sighed, “where is he now?”

“in the bath,” darry shrugged. “he was all sweaty and shaky, i thought it would help.”

she kissed his forehead gently, “you did everything right. thank you, sweetheart, i’ve got it from here.”

he handed her one of the towels and followed her closely back to the bathroom. when they pushed the door open, soda’s arms were folded on the edge of the bathtub, pillowing pony’s head from the hard ceramic. pony’s eyes were closed and his breaths were deep.

soda turned around when he heard the door open, shushing them, “shh, he’s asleep.”

“oh, sweetheart,” mama hurried forward, knelt down next to soda, and pulled the drain out of the tub. “don’t tell me all of you are awake.”

“shh!” he shushed her louder.

“he can’t stay in the bathtub all night, soda,” she smiled at him. she reached over and gently tapped pony on the shoulder. “ponyboy, c’mon you’ve gotta get back to bed.”

pony’s eyes blinked open, and he seemed confused until he eyes landed on mama and he reached his arms out for her. she smiled sweetly at him and scooped him up with the towel and pulled him into her lap, not minding when he leaned his dripping hair against her chest. he drowned in the material, the towel four times too big for him. he snuggled into her and the warm towel, his little feet kicking soda absentmindedly.

“darry tells me you aren’t feeling well,” she rocked with him gently. “some tummy trouble, maybe?”

pony’s anxiety at her words was palpable, “i… i didn’t…”

“it’s okay,” she ran a hand through his hair. “i’m not mad, i just worry about you, baby.”

she reached up and grabbed his water cup from the sink, giving him the straw and letting him drink a little bit.

“you should all be asleep,” she set the cup back on the sink. “you two, go back to your room, i’ll come check on you soon.”

she stood up and sat ponyboy on the sink, starting to dry him off the rest of the way. darry motioned for soda to come along and they dragged themselves back to their room, exhaustion hitting both of them like a truck. darry pushed the covers back for soda and wasn’t shocked when his little brother burrowed into his arms.

after a few minutes, darry heard their door open and mama stood in their doorway with ponyboy on her hip in a fresh set of pajamas, looking like he was a few seconds away from falling asleep. she came over to the bed and adjusted the covers around both of them and pressed a kiss to both of their heads.

pony leaned forward, reaching for darry, so far that he fell out of mama’s arms and between darry and soda on the bed.

“baby, your brothers need to sleep,” she sighed, going to pick him up, but pony only dove between darry and soda.

“i wanna stay,” he whimpered, starting to tuck himself under their blankets.

mama sighed, “is it alright if your brother stays here tonight?”

darry and soda both nodded, scooting closer to ponyboy under the blankets and thoroughly sandwiching him between them.

“okay, then,” mama conceded. “i’ll see you in the morning, i love you.”

she ruffled ponyboy’s hair gently and left the room quietly.

“alright, baby, you get to stay with us, but you’ve gotta sleep, you need the rest to get better, yeah?” darry whispered, smiling as pony snuggled into his big brother.

“mmm, ‘kay,” pony mumbled, already almost asleep.

“yeah, and no throwing up on us!” soda joked, but he threw an arm over pony and flopped down onto the pillow.

they were all fast asleep within a few minutes.

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YALL BYLER IS TRENDING🥳🥳🥳

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au where everything is the same except percy gets new relatives on paul's side

a little old grandma who feeds him and gives him money to buy everything he never could when he was poor growing up

everytime she sees him, she babies him and tells him how tall he's gotten and complains about how skinny he is (she is also #1 percabeth shipper)

a grandpa who fought in the army and trades war stories with percy

who also ADORES annabeth and loves having intellectually challenging conversations with her about architecture, philosophy, mathematics, literally everything

an aunt who helped sally throughout her pregnancy with estelle which makes sally cry because she didn't have anyone when she was carrying percy

sally crying again because she's never had a parent figure since her uncle died and now paul's parents are all over her with their affection and acceptance (especially once they find out about the greek world)

a cool older cousin who ruffles percy's hair, teams up with annabeth to make fun of him, plays video games with him (annabeth teases percy that despite saving the world multiple times, he still wants to impress said cousin but still finds it cute how percy is adjusting to being the little brother for once)

when percy goes missing, all of them team up and consider marching up to olympus to kill the gods for kidnapping their new little baby boy

then after the events of hoo they adopt all of the seven

and they literally have to buy a bigger table because of the big family dinners they all have

and percy's just like 🥲 maybe relatives don't need to be out to ruin your life and traumatise you 24/7?

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grease got a hold means everything to me. greasers are forged by their suffering, that’s what makes you a greaser by the greasers own definition. you have to be tough to survive and if you aren’t then you aren’t gonna make it kid. you have to learn to fight when they try jumping you, start carrying a blade, keep going and survive all while acting like you’re all cool. you have lessons you need to learn.

but there’s so much joy in it. it’s a right of passage. you’ve gotta make it fun and silly or else you won’t be able to stomach it. you’ve gotta make jokes about it and smile and tease each other over it and not talk too much about the dangers or else it’ll eat you alive. there’s so many things you have that they don’t even with all that you’ve lost.

i feel like that’s truly finding beauty in the fold. finding joy and happiness and beauty in such a shit situation, not just in spite of it but because of it

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Sodapop Curtis smells like gasoline. His hips are bony, his elbows sharp. His shoulder blades press against his shirt like knives. Dynamite hums under his skin, his pulse a live wire, his heartbeat a revved engine, busted lips and bruised knuckles and that self-sure grin full of blood and sunshine. He’s warm as a firecracker, and twice as loud. He’s the music at a rodeo. The laughter in a joke.

Sodapop Curtis is a lit fuse and the sun on your face, reminding you how it feels to be alive.

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As a fellow Sodapop Patrick Curtis fan, I would love to hear you yap about him! Tell me everything!

OMG THANK YOU FOR THE OUTLET TO YAP I have so much pent-up yapping you have no idea 🙏

He’s always been my favorite character and I’m honestly shocked that he seems to be the least popular brother within the fandom. I understand that Ponyboy and Darry have more obvious conflict and character growth that people want to explore, but Sodapop! My boy Soda!

Susie Hinton had every opportunity to create the most stereotypical caricature of toxic masculinity—the handsome, firecracker flirt full of charm, confidence, and fight instinct. And on the surface, yes, he’s all of these things. But then he goes and subverts those expectations by ALSO being gentle, ALSO compassionate, ALSO the most emotionally intelligent character in the story.

I’m always amazed by how tender the outsiders manages to be, especially for a story about boys written in the ‘60s, when gender stereotypes were at their zenith. And I think Sodapop encompasses the full extent of that tenderness. His entire character HINGES on that tenderness, but it’s never put down as “feminine” or “unmanly.” He’s the favorite brother of BOTH his brothers, idolized by Ponyboy and adored by Darry, and through Ponyboy’s narrative, we’re pushed to see Soda as this sort of masculine ideal, in all his outgoing, enthusiastic kindness.

He manages to be two things simultaneously: total, complete Teenage Boy with all those annoying teenage boy traits, like forgetting laundry and revving the engine too loud—while ALSO being a nurturer and his brothers’ emotional heartbeat, bringing the warmth and sensitivity to an otherwise hopeless ending.

There are SO. MANY. cool details about his character (like the fact that he claimed Sandy’s baby even though he KNEW it was the product of cheating, because he was loyal even if she wasn’t) but sadly he often gets overlooked because his struggles are more subtle than, say, Darry’s burden as the oldest, or Ponyboy’s tension as the youngest. And when he does get attention, it’s usually within the context of romantic shipping, not his familial relationship with his brothers.

Even within fandom, Sodapop is still the forgotten middle child, desperate to be heard, and I find that really sad.

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one of the best days I've ever had. the boxing match, with questionable sex positions? comedic gold? the sharing a tour bus bed confirmation while saying "is it gay to share a bed and cuddle? no we were straight in 2016 😌😌" the cutest poses and Phil watching Dan elegantly perform hardcore kpop dance moves while he awkwardly imitates him. our shows confessions and the reactions?!?!? gold. the kindness and genuine appreciation for us as an audience and apologizing for making us get bullied in middle school 😭😭

they even came in the audience and I was literally like 2 rows away I could have touched them!!! they're so sweet and talk and look and sound exactly like their videos!!

also hardcore believe there will be a phodcast coming. they brought up AGAIN how much we'd listen to them yap about anything and if we want that

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god. johnny and two bit get matching eyebrow slits and johnny feels so loved. two bit WANTED to match with him, something that said “fuck yeah, i know this guy and i love him,” something that told johnny “i’m glad u exist, i care that you’re here, you’re family” i’m genuinely gonna throw up i think

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Terrible Influence Durham Pre-Show Pictures

20 November 2024

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no cause run run brother gets me so bad. like the grease got a hold lyrics mixed in????? what was a previous anthem of becoming a greaser becoming something more haunting as it’s what follows them out of town. they can’t escape it and despite how much they love it, it will always cost them everything in the end, it will push them to near death, to murder. then far away from tulsa comes in. they are getting away but dear lord it’s not in the way they want