#Darryl Curtis

[the-great-1989-cheese-disaster]

Sodapop: Uh, Pony? Dally is in the pool and I don't think they're waterproof.

Ponyboy: What?

Darry: I think they meant, Dally is drowning.

Ponyboy: WHAT?!

*Meanwhile*

Dally: *is drowning*

Johnny: OH MY GOD, DALLY! KEEP SWIMMING!

Dally: I can't swim, dumbass— *sinks*

Johnny: DALLY!

[sunsetseason8910]

Ooh ooh you said requests right?

Ok sooo can you right purly going on a date and Curly goes to pick up Ponyboy and the gang makes fun of them but like not in a bad way like a funny way or whatever

Please and thank you

😃

Curly looked himself over in the mirror once again. He'd never admit it, but damn was he nervous. He smoothed down his button up beneath his leather jacket, sprayed one more spray of cheap cologne, checked to make sure his curls still looked good, and took a deep breath. This had to go well, or else Pony would probably deny a second date, and Curly would have ruined his chance.

"are you borrowing my car?" Tim walked in.

"Can I?" Curly asked, the nerves evident in his tone of voice.

"Sure kid," Tim patted Curly's back, noticing the nerves. "it's gonna be great. Just go, have fun, and be yourself and shit," Tim tried to hype up Curly. "Plus, how could he resist that hair?" Tim looked in the mirror with Curly, locking eyes through the glass.

"Hey kid, relax. You got this," Tim added. "Just breath."

Curly did as told, taking a few deep breaths before finally stepping out of the bathroom, making his way for the door. "Bye Angel, bye Tim!" He said his goodbyes and he was off.

Tossing Tim's keys in his hands a few times before opening the door, Curly felt his nerves slowly slipping away. He regained his confidence as he drove out of the driveway, on his way to Ponyboy's house.

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"Are you ready?" Soda stuck his head into the bathroom, flashing Pony one of his movie star smiles.

Pony slicked back his hair one more time with a comb, smoothed over the leather jacket he wore every time he went somewhere special ever since Dallas' death. he slipped Johnny's switchblade into his pocket just for emergencies as he finally responded to Soda. "I'm ready," He said as he stepped out of the bathroom.

"Lookin' sharp," Soda hyped up Pony boy.

Pony stepped out into the living room to see Two-bit, Steve, and Darry all watching TV. The second he noticed Pony's entrance, Darry stood up and walked over to Ponyboy.

"You tell that Shepard kid that if he tries anything, I'll skin him alive," Darry instructed sternly.

"Looks like you can tell him yourself!" Soda ran for the door when three short knocks broke through the sound of their talking. Pony tried to beat Soda to the door so Curly wouldn't have to deal with his brothers, but Darry held him back.

"Hey Curly, how ya been?" Soda asked with his usual charm, but Curly could tell something about the undertones of his voice were unsettling.

"take good care of him, got it?" Darry demanded to Curly.

"Yes sir," Curly said smoothly. "I won't even let a fly bite him," he teased.

"Let us know if Pony is a good kisser," Two-bit shouted from the couch, his eyes still fixated on Mickey Mouse.

Pony's cheeks flushed bright pink at Two-bit's statement, but Curly just smirked. "Will do," he responded, winking at Ponyboy.

"And here I was thinking Pony would be a ladies man like me," Sodapop said, but Pony could tell it was just brotherly teasing. "Just be glad you didn't end up like Darry," Soda whispered loudly on purpose.

"Trust me, I am," Pony loudly whispered back. Darry just glared at the two with piercing eyes.

"ready?" Curly stuck out his hand for Ponyboy to take.

"ready." Pony took his hand.

[coffeeandbatboys]

Being a Curtis sister and getting hurt HCs

Warnings: mentions of hospitals and violence.

Darry tries to tell himself that you're a big girl and can take care of yourself.

But if a Soc dare lay a finger on you, its not just the Curtis kids they have to worry about, its every single Greaser in Tulsa.

Sodapop is pretty chill when it comes to worrying about you.

The only time he gets worried is when you get knocked down and stay down too long.

Ponyboy doesn't try to protect you, rather, he stays by your side and has your back.

When you are hurt in anything other than a fight, though? Something is very off.

There was one instance when you received a gut punch you weren't expecting.

The pain was searing and didn't go away for days.

It turns out that your appendix was about to rupture.

You had been hanging out with Two-Bit, buying some random things for a random occasion, when you collapsed from the amount of pain your side contained.

He panicked and took you to the hospital, only calling Darryl when you were in the emergency room.

When Darry arrived at the hospital, Two-Bit left to find Sodapop and Ponyboy.

Their sister never got sick, so it had to be bad.

Pony, Johnny and Two were the most available to help you during the weeks following while you recovered from the operation.

You hated that you couldn't do some things by yourself, but also grateful for the boys.

When your restrictions were lifted and the doctor had cleared you, God was there a celebration.

All of the boys came over to the Curtis house and Had a party.

[mikexfaisty]

ooo yes any specific small details u noticed abt darrels performance and ggah is always interesting!!

I saw Victor last two times and after seeing Brent today, I really noticed how different they play Darrel. Like Victor argues with Soda just as ggah starts and he is super pouty in his corner. But Brent's Darrel really just observes, and almost has to stop himself from smiling.

Also I really love Darrel's joy in hth! Like he practically rips the newspaper out of their hands and excitedly swats Soda's arm. I hate that it's like one of the only moments we see him really happy.

Ohhh! And a moment I loved that I really never noticed before right after Johnny's death! So Dally yells "that's what you get for saving people you little punk" and Soda always moves to comfort him. Dally always recoils/pushes back which sends Soda (and really everyone) away. But this time Darrel moved quickly in between them and put his hands up to protect Soda and it was really sweet and sad.

Also Brent's hair is getting so long and I love it lol

[the-herdier]

Darry is one of those characters whom we all thought was strict when we first read the book at 12-14 years old, but when we look at him now as adults, is completely understandable.

[brat-pack-it-up-boys]

Okay so HEAR ME OUT

Darry hung out with SOCs all throughout high school. Bob’s only 2 years younger than Darry. The musical basically confirms that Bob played football.

Darry who thinks of Bob as that freshman on the team

Darry who knows Bob and Randy as those two boys who would always make a mess in the locker room

Darry who had at least gone to one party with Bob to celebrate a game night

Darry who still sees Bob as the little kid of the soc’s gang

[m4sonn]

The outsiders incorrect quote but it was a brief conversation between me, my 7 year old sister, and my dad

Soda: *coughs* “I hope nobody in our family has Covid…”

Darry: “what?????”

Soda: “

HELP IN THE MIDDLE OF WRITING THSI MY SISTER SAID “Pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy woman” AND STARTED REPEATING THAT AND ME AND MY DAD JUST LOOKED AT EACHITEHR LIKE 👁️👁️ 👁️👁️ and then he told her not to say that cause it was a bad word but I’m pretty sure she knows somehow and is doing it on purpose.

Back to our regularly scheduled program.

Soda: *coughs* “I hope nobody in our family has Covid…”

Darry: “what?????”

Soda: “I’m just saying”

Pony: “ok then.(?)”

@peachyponyboyy idk I just wanna tag u in this

[edwardallenpoe]

Oh gosh. Oh goodness. Oh wow. Okay. Okay. I didn't need to breathe anyways breathing's overrated. Woo. Okay. Um. Yeah I'm fine no I'm not crying what are you talking about. Oh gosh.

when ponyboy was a baby he would cling to darry all the time and would throw a fit whenever anyone tried to take him from darry. darry used to snuggle pony before bed and any time he tried to get up to leave pony would scream and cry for him.

now imagine darry looking back at this around the time of the events in the book and wishing his little brother would be like that with him again, and imagine when pony runs away all darry can do is sit on pony’s bed and remember all the nights they snuggled together.

post book pony comes into darry’s room late one night after a particularly bad dream and pony just wiggles his way into darry’s arms and starts silently sobbing, which wakes darry up and darry asks him what’s wrong and all pony can do is say “i’ve missed this”

[bloodgutsangelcakes]

he's so baby girl

[johnnycakesb14de]

Darryl Shaynne Curtis Jr. is the type of guy to use head and shoulders shampoo

Dallas Tucker Winston is the type of guy to flip couches when he can't find his cigarettes

Sodapop Patrick Curtis is the type of guy to defend is friend who just hit someone with his their car by saying "they were just standing on business"

Ponyboy Michael Curtis is the type of guy to ask about the homework

Johnathan Andrew Cade is the type of guy to not be able to tell his left and rights

Steven Lucas Randle is the type of guy to yell at you if you don't get him the right tool when thy all look the same

Keith "Two-bit" David Mathews is the type of guy to sleep through a important event while being there

[m4sonn]

One of you actually good fanfic writers better start cooking cause I need this in my life

ok but hear me out

what if everything after Johnny wakes Ponyboy up in the lot is a dream.

Darry never slaps him. He and Johnny don't go to the park. Johnnhy doesn't kill bob. They don't go to Winderxville. They don't go into a burning church. Johnny doesn't die. Dally doesn't die.

Ponyboy just wakes up in the lot, Johnny beside him, saying that they outta get back because it started to rain.

Johnny confused of why Pony suddenly pulls him to a bone crushing hug.

Darry confused as Pony walks in the house and basically bear hugs him. Something they haven't done in years. Pony and Sodapop in bed as Pony rambles on about the dream and Soda soothes him just enough so he'd be able to sleep

Ponyboy Curtis waking up the next morning with the prefect idea for his English project. EDIT: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO WRITE ABOUT THIS GO AHEAD AND SEND IT TO ME ASAP!!!!!

[drgstrcowboi]

Darry x Fem!reader. They go out on a nice date but Y/n is wearing smth a lil revealing...maybe a little spice in there, but I understand if you don't want to write that 😅

i love this idea! thank you for the request!!

i have limited experience/comfort with writing spicier things, but i gave it a go. i'd say it's more a fluffy/suggestive vibe than spicy. i added in some little details about red lipstick, lol. i hope you like it <3

staring respectfully

even a perfect gentleman can be tempted

DarryxFem!reader. wc: 1523. flirty and suggestive date night between established partners. no real content warnings.

“Aaannndd, perfect!” you said to yourself as you finished lining your top lip with red lipstick. 

You had just enough time to adjust your dress and give the mirror a final look before Darry was supposed to pick you up. He said he’d be there at 7:30 sharp. And you knew it would be exactly 7:30 sharp because he’s never late, especially to pick you up for a date night. 

“Keys, wallet, lipstick” you run through the list of items to throw in your purse before the doorbell interrupts you. 7:29pm, of course, he’s running early because he’s excited. 

Regular date nights are not so regular with you and Darry, mostly because he works all the time and money…well it’s not exactly unlimited. But when you two do get the chance to go out, it’s really special. Or as special as it can be on the east side of Tulsa. You guys have a favorite spot, a little diner, that’s more than the Tastee Freez but not exactly the ritz. It didn’t matter though because Darry could make you feel special anywhere. 

“Coming!” you call down the hall, hoping he’ll hear you as you slip on a pair of black heels and start walking. 

You paused before opening the door, just for a moment. You wanted to collect yourself and look a little more poised before Darry saw you. What he didn’t yet know is that you’d gone out of your way to doll up for this date night. It’d been a few weeks since you were able to go out and you’d both been flat broke around his birthday, so you wanted to make it special now that there was the time and money for a night out. New dress, new shoes, new lipstick.

Red. Wine red lipstick. Nothing too flashy, but it would definitely catch his eye. 

“Hey, Y/N—oh shit!” Darry exclaimed as you opened the door, “pardon my french, sweetheart, I’m sorry.” 

Slam dunk, hole in one, mission accomplished. In the first two seconds, you knew he loved it. 

“Is everything alright?” you asked him in a giggly tone. He took a few steps back to let you fully out of the door and turn around to lock it behind you.

“Oh, most definitely,” he said, wrapping an arm around your waist as you twisted the key in the lock.  

“Well you looked like you’d seen a ghost there for a second," you teased him.

“I just—you look amazing, it took me by surprise…not that you don’t always look amazing, it’s just—is that a new dress?” he stammered. 

“Tripping over your words tonight, Curtis?” you teased again as you turned around in his arms, “yes, it’s a new dress. I wanted tonight to be special since, you know, it’s been awhile since we’ve been out.”

“Well…I…yeah, let’s go out then,” he replied, gesturing towards the truck without taking his eyes off you.

All the way to the car you could feel him watching you. He was normally so put together and sure-spoken. You’d definitely taken Darryl Curtis Jr. by surprise tonight and he was not going to waste a single moment’s opportunity to take it all in.

Ever the perfect gentleman, he opened the truck’s passenger door and helped you climb in. You were sure-footed in heels, but he always helped you up into the truck no matter what you’re wearing. Once you were seated, you could immediately tell that he’d put in his own kind of effort for the evening. The truck was freshly cleaned, tools taken out of the bed, seats even looked vacuumed. Soda and Steve must have done him a solid at the DX before he came over. 

That’s not to say his appearance was underwhelming in the slightest. As he started the engine, you admired the curve of his biceps peeking out from the sleeves of a freshly-ironed muscle tee. He was wearing his good jeans, the dark denim that fit him like a glove and had no holes. The best part, though: that one front curl of his greased dark hair fell effortlessly tousled along the middle of his forehead. It always looked, to you at least, like a special flair that someone put on a signature. Anyone could sign the name Darryl Curtis Jr., but could anyone else do that with such perfection? Probably not. 

“Is that new lipstick too?” Darry asked you as he pulled up to a stoplight. He took his eyes off the road and fully took in your face, appreciating it the way he always does but with a glimmer in eye that made you feel like his whole world and then some.

“Yeah,” you replied, “I heard you tell the guys last week that you like red lipstick and I didn’t have any so I picked some up.”

He replied with a deep sigh and a playful smile as the truck lurched forward at the green light. Darry’s always a careful driver, but you could tell it was hard for him to focus on the rules of the road at the moment.

“So you’re eavesdropping on the gang’s locker room talk, huh?” Darry teased. 

“It’s hardly eavesdropping when you’re all scream-talking in the living room and I’m six feet away in the kitchen,” you pointed out, “besides, aren’t you glad I overheard you say that?”

“Very glad,” he said as he put the truck in park down the street from the diner. He raised a gentle hand to your cheek, pulling you in for a soft kiss before getting out.

You got seated in the diner at your favorite booth, the one you and Darry always shared. Your red lips almost matched the color of the leather seats, like a picture in a magazine staged for perfection. Normally, he’s the type of guy who likes to sit next to his date on the same side of the booth, sling an around your shoulder, that kind of thing. But tonight he sat across from you, probably because the view was better.

“You two coming from some big party?” the waitress who always served you guys asked as she approached the table. 

“You’re dressed to the nines tonight!” she added, turning to you.

“Oh no, ma’am,” Darry replied for you, “just taking my favorite girl out tonight.”

“Special occasion then?” the waitress asked in a playful tone.

“It’s always a special occasion with Y/N.” Darry said, making you blush a little. 

He said it with a loving smile, never taking his eyes off you as he spoke to the waitress. If you’d have been on a date with any other man, any less respectful and upstanding man, the look he was giving you right now would have already escalated into a speedy trip to a private location. But not Darry. He wanted you, that was obvious, but he still had his morals. 

“You’re doing a lot of talking with your eyes tonight,” you said to Darry after you’d both placed your orders and the waitress was safely out of earshot. 

He cleared his throat and learned forward, extending his long arms across the table with hands outstretched and reaching for your own, “I could say the same about you. That dress is practically screaming at me.”

“Screaming what at you?” you giggled. 

“I think you know,” he replied with a wink. 

“Well,” you cocked your head to the side with a playful grin, “I think you should clarify because I was always taught that staring is rude.”

“Y/N,” he said slowly in a low tone, “I’m staring respectfully.”

“Oh what a perfect gentleman!” you teased.

“Even a perfect gentleman can be tempted,” he replied, “especially with a dress like that.”

The flirtation continued to escalate as the waitress came back with your food. Nothing special, but you were surprised that Darry ordered a beer. He doesn’t normally do that unless he’s nervous or…well, really wants to make sure he has a good time.

Once the dishes were cleared and the check paid, you two headed out of the dinner and into the fading Tulsa evening. Even the east side of the city could be charming at night, with the neon signs and other couples walking around, probably out for date night too. The Circle Cinema sign caught your eye as you walked hand in hand down the street. 

“Maybe we could catch a movie,” you suggested, pointing at the marquee. The truck was in eyesight now, and his gaze darted from your face to the outline of its fender and back to you. 

“Definitely not, darlin’” Darry replied, “we’re going home.”

“Why’s that?” you asked, “it’s still early, the night’s still young!”

“We’re going home,” he repeated, stopping and placing his two strong, calloused hands on your exposed shoulders, “because I’m tired of just staring respectfully at this dress.”

You giggled and grabbed his hand as you started walking again, “Respectfully, Curtis, I think I know what you mean.”

“Then get in this truck,” he said as he opened the door for you, “so we can go somewhere and get a little less respectful.”

[listofwhyyouloveher]

Hii!! Can you do Johnny x fem reader fic whos a soc but really nice to him and doesn’t rlly care abt to whole soc vs greasers thing and hangs around with him while with her friends, not caring if they thought of her differently or not. but johnny, he thinks his friends will think something else when they find out hes with a soc so he tries avoiding her whenever his friends are around and reader gets upset and asks him why he explains and says he would introduce her despite still being scared and when he does and he thought it went well since tjey were so nice to her but after she left they all told him that shes not good for him blah blah and like she forgets something so she ends up going back and she hears everything and gets really sad? im sorry if this is too specific and long 😭

Summary: In which you are friends with Johnny but the gang thinks it's a bad idea Warnings: angst?? Author's Note: writers block hitting harder than my burnt blinkers atp You and Johnny had been good friends for a while now. Well, maybe it was more of a one-sided friendship. He almost always avoided you when you were with your friends or when he was with his. You could understand why he’d avoid you when you were around your friends, they were rowdy and dangerous sometimes, but you just couldn’t understand why he’d keep you from his friends. Deep down, you knew that it was because of the soc versus greaser thing, but as much as you tried to reassure him that you genuinely wanted to be his friend, your friendship stopped pretty much as soon as the school bell rang. 

One day, you stopped him at his locker. “Johnny, I’d really like to meet your friends.” You said, asserting a level of seriousness into your normally lighthearted conversations. “Not a good idea, Y/n” You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please! I promise, I won’t do anything to piss them off!” And with some convincing, you two decided on Sunday to go and meet them. You walked quickly, with a briskness that only came with a happy mood. It was Sunday and you were walking to the ‘Curtis brother’s’ house. You’ve heard of them before but not much could be said about them. You rounded the corner and stepped up the porch, gently knocking. You listened as the chatter ceased and footsteps approached the door. Johnny opened it, a weary smile on his face, he stepped to the side to let you in. “Hello!” You said as you entered and everyone inside got up to greet you. 

There was 1 young boy, 3 guys who sat close together and whispered to each other and 2 older guys. They each introduced themselves, one with less grace than the others. His gruff demeanor threw you off but you tried to be as cheerful as possible throughout the whole conversation.

In your opinion, it went pretty well, and as you bid them goodnight you thought that they thought the same. But as it turns out, you remembered you forgot your purse there and hurried back only to catch a glimpse of their conversation.

“I don't know man, you know about them socs..” the boy known as Sodapop said.

“Swear, she's really nice. And she says she doesn't care about us being greasers.” Johnny tried,

“Yeah? And since when do you trust socs?” Dallas countered and there was a murmur of agreement.

“Best not to associate with them” Darry muttered, and you gasped, Darryl was the nicest out of them all. You damn near broke into tears, a quiet sob escaping your lips. Your purse would have to wait because all you wanted to do was to run home and cry.

[jewell-tones]

Hear me out…. Mrs Curtis loved to play piano. In the movie they have a piano in the dining room. Mrs.Curtis loved to piano at church on Sundays but never had one of her own. For one of her and Darryl’s wedding anniversary’s, Darryl took extra hours at work everyday to save up money to get her one. Even Sodapop and Darry chipped in some money from work to help pay for the present. The one Darryl ended up being able to afford was used and old, but when Mrs. Curtis saw it in their dining room she cried tears of joy….

Should I attempt to make a one shot of this?? I think it would be super cute!

[rileyh20]

I need ur opnion on my au umn.

So this is a year after Johnny and dallys death, soda was drafted months ago, Pony finally settled down 2 months ago, everything’s going smooth, Darry and him have arguments and pony’s ungrateful for what he has but still.

Then he gets pulled out of class. “You’re brothers in the hospital, critical condition.”

“What…??”

“Darryl Shaynne Jr Curtis, if he survives he will not be able to walk.”

“…is he gonna-“

“Officer what? Oh-“

“I’m very sorry, he flat lined. I’m sorry for your loss.”

Pony’s ass doesn’t have a job, nor can he get one so he takes what he deems important, (his moms earrings, his dads tie, Darry’s favorite black shirt, soda plaid, Johnnys jean jacket, Dally s jacket and neckless.) and is homeless for a solid 2 weeks, he’s gotten chased down a few times and side eyed by cops by having to steal.

The only reason he’s not homeless in the end is because twobit wasted walks down the street, sees him and decides to take him home.

He wakes up, and sober him and his mom force him to stay, until soda a year later comes back from war.

Neither have cried so hard before.

Both have such insane ptsd (pony from multible events, his parents death, Johnny and dallys, and being homeless , sodas war.)

But they are doing ok?

(Curtis house got sold they both lived with the matthews for a while before soda scummed up enough money for a run down one bedroom apartment.)

Omg Ponyboy…

THIS IS SO SAD TF

😭😭😭

I love them…

A great AU

Wait, where is Steve-

[pupsmailbox]

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