#Dally and Johnny…. Not my favorite but I see where y’all are coming from and respect

[sinkjustlikeastone]

ppl thinking we as a musical fandom invented cherrycola because we got bored with marbit….

babe I would die for marbit

I have like 17 wips of them and every picture and art I can find of them saved into my camera roll and tap about thes so much that every time I open my mouth my family has to tell me not to talk about them and you’re saying that we as fans of the musical are bored with it???????

I would shoot you down for them. Stop trying to find ways to hate on fans of the musical!!!!

[peculiar-sunshine]

Get Off My Boyfriend! (Johnny Cade x Reader)

Hey y’all!

So I originally wrote this fic a few days ago for my favorite Johnny Cade Babe™  @vhsbelle​ and I was so proud of it that she was kind enough to let me repost it here. Thanks dollface! 

Enjoy!

The scorching summer sun beat down on your shoulders as you and Steve walked happily to the park. It was such a hot day that you two decided to go meet your boyfriend Johnny at the park and walk to The Dingo to get a coke. You and Steve goofed around the whole way there, cracking jokes and smiling like dorks at one another, but all the fun ended as soon as you arrived. At the picnic table sat your beautiful dark-eyed boy smoking a cigarette and looking uncomfortable as he talked to a girl sitting across from him. She tried to grab his hand, but Johnny quickly pulled away. You instantly recognized the girl with the thick black hair and tanned complexion glancing seductively at your man.

Sylvia, that bitch! You thought to yourself. What’s she doing with him?

You tried your best to keep your cool as you and Steve approached the table.

“Hey Johnnycake!” You said, giving Johnny a kiss on the cheek and glaring daggers at Sylvia. She just gave you a sickly sweet smile.

“Hey babe.” he smiled at you, pulling you close to him as you sat down. “How’s it going?”

“I’m doing okay, how about you?”

“I’m alright, I was just talking to Sylvia here, she says Dally landed himself in reform school again.”

You looked at her and she was slightly pouting. You apologized to her using all the fake sympathy you could muster.

“Eh, that’s what he gets for being such a stupid asshole. He’s not a sweetheart like little ol’ Johnny.” she replied, winking in his direction.

As you rolled your eyes, you all decided to start walking to The Dingo, dying to get back in the air conditioning. Sylvia eagerly slinked up to Johnny’s side and asked if she could tag along. Johnny, being the shy and sweet can’t-say-no boy that he was, simply nodded his head much to your chagrin.

Luckily, the walk from the park to The Dingo was only about a mile, and you spent it walking by Johnny’s side just shooting the breeze. Steve and Sylvia walked in front of you two and Steve, sensing the tension between you and her, tried his best to keep Sylvia engaged in conversation. But that didn’t stop her from slightly swaying her hips and bouncing her perfectly round butt in her skin tight jeans as she walked, as though you or Johnny wouldn’t notice. You reached for Johnny’s hand and he happily let you.

Once the four of you arrived, you scanned the place for available seats. You saw four in a row at the soda fountain and Johnny led the way. You sat to the right of him and the other two seats were to the left of him. Sylvia raced over to the one closest to Johnny, but Steve nabbed it, causing her to let out an exasperated sigh as she sat at the last seat. You all ordered your drinks and guzzled them down, feeling the refreshing fizzy burn cool you off instantly. Shortly after, Steve excused himself to go to the bathroom, and you chatted with Johnny and Sylvia, trying your best to be polite to her. Was it just you or had she purposely pulled her shirt down to reveal her cleavage?

Suddenly, an Elvis song came on the jukebox, causing Sylvia to squeal in delight.

“Oh I love this song!” she cried. “C’mon you guys, let’s go dance!”

You two agreed and made your way to the dancefloor. You put your hands on Johnny’s shoulders and swayed with him to the music. Sylvia twirled around and shimmied her hips, trying her hardest to get Johnny’s attention, but he was focused only on you, singing along all goofy-like to the song and making you laugh. Sylvia scoffed, crossing her arms and glaring at you.

Once the song ended, you lightly pecked Johnny’s lips as he brushed a lock of your hair out of your face. Sylvia fished a dime out of her pocket and jammed it into Johnny’s hand.

“Here, Johnnycake, why don’t you go to the jukebox and pick out another song.” she suggested. You narrowed your eyes at her, but he agreed and sauntered off.

“Isn’t he just adorable?” Sylvia remarked, staring after him.

“Sylvia, what the hell is your deal?” you snapped.

“Belle, sweetie, whatever do you mean?” she replied in mock innocence.

“You know exactly what I mean bitch, why do you keep flirting with my boyfriend right in front of my face?” you said.

She let the nice façade drop. “Because you know what, Belle? It’s only a matter of time before he leaves you for me. I mean c’mon, can’t you see the way he looks at me? He can’t resist me, no man can. Pretty soon, he’s gonna realize how pathetic and stupid you really are, and then he’ll come crawling to me. In fact, why don’t we just get the ball rolling now, huh? Watch this.”

She turned around and sashayed over to Johnny, who was aimlessly pushing the button on the jukebox to scroll through the records. She tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and when he spun around she crashed her lips against his. The anger you had felt boiling inside you finally reached the bursting point.

“GET THE FUCK OFF MY BOYFRIEND!” you screamed, racing towards her.

You grabbed her by her hair and threw her down on the ground. You straddled her and began to punch her in her slutty little face. Everyone in The Dingo gasped at the sight in front of them, and Johnny went white as a ghost. Sylvia grabbed your fist before it could collide with her face again and threw you off of her. She climbed on top of you and punched you so hard in the nose that you heard a crack. You cried out in pain and blood began pouring from your nose like a waterfall, but Sylvia didn’t stop. She kept hitting you and hitting you until Johnny and Steve, who had just now resurfaced from the bathroom (eww Steve lol), pulled her off of you. Steve grabbed her by her arm, yanked her up and pulled her over to a corner where you could hear him screaming in her face that, if she ever tried anything with you or Johnny again, he’d personally beat the tar out of her. She ran out the door, her mascara running down her face in streaks.

Meanwhile, you were lying on the floor, too dizzy to stand and holding a wad of napkins that a waitress gave you to your gushing nose. The waitress ran to the phone in the back room to call 9-1-1 and Johnny held you in his arms, wiping away your tears.

“Oh, god, Johnny, it hurts so bad.” you sobbed.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to kiss her, I had no idea she was going to do that.” he replied.

“I know you didn’t, she was trying to make me jealous.”

“Why would she want to do that?”

“Because she said you were going to leave me for her.”

Johnny squeezed you tighter and kissed the top of your head. “Belle, baby, I would never do that. You’re my girl, not her. I don’t usually like to say mean things about girls, but Sylvia is nothing more than a disgusting little tramp. I don’t know what the hell Dally sees in her. She’s nothing compared to you. You’re so beautiful and amazing, and I’d be stupid to even think of dumping you for her. You’re my world, Belle. I love you.”

You had been crying at the pain, but now you definitely couldn’t stop the waterworks listening to the boy you love proclaim his love for you.

“I love you too, Johnnycake. You’re the best boyfriend a girl could ask for.”

Beaming with pride, Johnny lifted you up and carried you out to the awaiting ambulance. He was definitely the luckiest guy in the world.

[darrycurtises]

for the 'send me a character' thing - Darry, Evie, Cherry, Mark Jennings and BJ Jackson (if you haven't read all the SE books, don't worry. and tag/send this to changesxnight when you're done cause she loves you)

(wow i wonder who couldve sent this cryptic anon) i love u too britt

Darry

First impressions? 

listen,,, i was such a bab when i first read this book,, and i 100% sided w pony and so my first impression of darry was just >:(

Impression now? 

if i was to write down my full impression of darry i honestly think i’d give yall like a 50000 word essay in chicago style but suffice it to say that DARRY IS AMAZING and a million percent hes the most selfless person in the whole world and honestly the only NORMAL ONE like y’all can stan soda all u want but he still eats jelly and eggs im not About it

Favorite Moment? im gonna pick three because im an actual trash can,,, 

There was an uneasy silence: Who was going to start it? Darry solved the problem. He stepped forward under the circle of light made by the street lamp. For a minute, everything looked unreal, like a scene out of a JD movie or something. Then Darry said, “I’ll take on anyone.”

iconic

“I’ll be okay,” I said wearily. “How come you never worry about Sodapop as much? I don’t see you lecturin’ him.“ 

“Man,”- Darry grinned and put his arm across Soda’s shoulders - “this is one kid brother I don’t have to worry about." 

Soda punched him in the ribs affectionately. 

"This kiddo can use his head." Sodapop looked down at me with mock superiority, but Darry went on: "You can see he uses it for one thing - to grow hair on.” He ducked Soda’s swing and took off for the door. 

Two-Bit stuck his head in the door just as Darry went flying out of it. Leaping as he went off the steps, Darry turned a somersault in mid-air, hit the ground, and bounced up before Soda could catch him.

ADORABLE

“Darry, do you think they’ll split us up? Put me in a home or something?" 

He was silent. "I don’t know, baby. I just don’t know.”

what a Dad™

Idea for a story?

ok so i would die for any story that fleshes out the relationship darry had w his dad like im living for happy, stress-free, younger darry

Unpopular opinion? 

i don’t really know that there are any opinions i have about him that would be considered unpopular? r there still people who claim he’s abusive or are they like a cryptid now 

Favorite relationship? 

darry x happiness

Favorite headcanon? 

it’s one of mine it’s that his fave music is swing he is the ultimate Dad™

Evie

First impression? 

“what’s evie short for? evelyn? evangeline? e v a n e s c e n c e.”

Impression now?

*banging pots and pans together* AN EVIE NOVEL!!!! EVIE NOVEL!!! BLEASE

Favorite moment?

Did they cry when their boys were arrested, like Evie did when Steve got hauled in, or did they run out on them the way Sylvia did Dallas?

this is the only line in the book where it talks about her doing something? like the only other lines are “we’re going to a game” and “she, along with the other rarely mentioned females in the book, are greasy like us, and the only girls we have a chance with.” so, se hinton, step up ur girl-writing game, it weak

Idea for a story?

i feel like she and sylvia would be rlly interesting together id love to see them like as tag-team scammers

Unpopular opinion?

evie is soft,,,, she is not like wild child sylvia (that’s why i feel like they’d be a good team,like sylvia gets her out on the town, evie stops her from stealing a stop sign or something)

Favorite relationship?

i believe in evie x steve i really do,,

Favorite headcanon?

EVIE PICKS WILDFLOWERS AND DRIES THEM, AND THEY CREEP STEVE OUT HE SAYS ITS LIKE THE ADDAMS FAMILY HOUSE BUT SHE THINKS THEYRE PRETTY

Cherry

First impression? 

an actual literal goddess come to Earth, better than we deserve, needs a solo trip to the beach

Impression now?

an actual literal goddess come to Earth, so much better than we will ever deserve, needs 30 solo trips to the beach

Favorite moment?

Dally came striding back with an armful of Cokes. He handed one to each of the girls and sat down beside Cherry. “This might cool you off." 

She gave him an incredulous look; and then she threw her Coke in his face. "That might cool you off, greaser. After you wash your mouth and learn to talk and act decent, I might cool off, too.”

i mean how could i pick any other moment,,,

Idea for a story? 

literally any story where she isn’t shipped with anyone let her and marcia go on a crosscountry roadtrip where they take pictures at the grand canyon where they’re like “falling off the cliff lol scared u!”

Unpopular opinion?

i’m not sure if this opinion is actually unpopular or not but she was well within her rights to refuse seeing johnny at the hospital?? like i know this is debated a lot but she didnt owe him anything, no matter how much we love him, she doesnt have to 

Favorite relationship? 

cherry x being true to herself (also a version of bob where he respects that she doesn’t like him drinking around her)

Favorite headcanon? 

i honestly haven’t seen that many cherry headcanons? where are they? im just gonna say i totally believe in her as a beach lady

Mark Jennings

First impression?

i loved this boy so much like you dont even understand. the only person in the book i liked more than mark was charlie (im still angry)

Impression now?

*ugly sobbing* hhe wa sjuust truin gto helpp oit brryonss momm,,.,,,

Favorite moment?

“How goes it?” I managed finally. “What’s the action like in here?”

“If I told you how it was in here,” he said, “you’d be sick.” There was a silence. Then, he continued. “I didn’t have to see you. I wanted to, though. I had to make sure.” 

“Make sure of what?”

“Make sure I hated you.”

Idea for a story?

An entire overhaul of the whole book where he doesn’t end up in jail, full of hate.

Unpopular opinion?

so i’m not 100% on what the general agreement is on mark, but my unpopular opinion is i understand where he was coming from. he was trying to make money for the household that took him in when his life fell apart, and bryon’s minimum wage job wasn’t cutting it, and he knew desperate times call for desperate measures. i don’t agree with it, but i get it, and for the 213537356623465752676th time, bryon could have talked to mark. they were close, and he might’ve been able to influence him, but he didn’t try. 

Favorite relationship?

hhhhh i appreciated the mother/son bond between him and bryon’s mom? i can’t remember a lot about the nuances of this book, but whatever.

Favorite headcanon?

i honestly don’t know. im just v sad about him and i want him to grow up to have as normal and happy a life as he can manage when he got out of prison.

BJ Jackson

i know nothing about this “”””bj jackson”””””. sounds like fake news to me.

i’m gonna let @changesxnight weigh in on this one, so sorry my love

THATS IT THANK U FOR REQUESTING BRITT SORRY IT TOOK TEN MILLION YEARS