#Sodapop x sandy

[brat-pack-it-up-boys]

Soda close to tears: I just-I don’t get it, why’r you breakin’ up with me?

Sandy (a lesbian) panicking: I’m pregnant!

Soda:

Sandy: it’s not yours

[awweshuuks]

Me after writing how Steve and Evie met (and some Soda and Sandy.)

[brat-pack-it-up-boys]

Hey so the post buttons an option

no thoughts, just this picture.

[m4sonn]

Ok…. Hear me out….

An au in which

Sandy stays with soda and says that the kid is his. It’s obvious after her kid is born that it isn’t his cause the baby is black and neither Sandy or soda are. But soda stays with her anyways… soda named her ocean, he said it was because the Sand and the ocean go together. Well now it’s years later, she’s around 6 or so I haven’t quite decided. Steve lives with the three as like a roommate basically. Well. Sandy is cheating. She doesn’t think anyone knows but hell even the kid knows. But they pretend they don’t cause soda likes to pretend he’s happy with her to get over the fact he wants Steve more than he wants Sandy. Him and Sandy got married right when they could legally but Sandy just calls him her ‘baby daddy’ and it genuinely breaks soda’s heart every single time she says it. Well…. Sandy’s been cheating even before Sandy was pregnant and it wasn’t a one time thing. And after the baby was around 3 years old and he’s know for around 2 years soda started hooking up with Steve to get over the fact of Sandy cheating on him and the fact that him and Steve aren’t together. It just kind of makes him feel worse since he feels bad. Steve knows this. And he’s always commenting about it to soda when they’re alone. He tells him to break up with her. To leave her. To be with him. But he doesn’t. And Steve just keeps on going. It makes soda want to break down, everytime he cries and hugs Steve asking him why his life couldn’t have gone different. Steve feels bad every time. But the cycle keeps going. On and on. Over and over. That’s the end.

@heart-shqped-box @heartsforjohnnycake @gr3aserzzz-gang

[foottoe101001]

Watch Sandy fucking kung fu this hurricane.

[bluemirrorangel]

I am BEGGING anyone to send me Dps or outsiders fic/hc requests in my ask box, I am sooo bored rn :/

[mayblossomss]

Whumptober Day 13: Familial Curse

Love was a curse to the Curtis brothers. A foreign concept-- an unattainable dream. If they loved someone too much, they'd vanish into thin air: simple as that. All three of them could confirm this from experience.

In high school, Darry met a boy like no one else. Paul Holden was the best halfback on the team, blond, and had a smile that could light up a room. At once, Darry became infatuated. Paul didn't care that Darry came from the east side, and they became close friends almost as soon as they met.

Paul never once looked at him with pity or thought of him as less due to his financial situation. When Darry couldn't pay the fees to receive a letterman jacket, Paul paid for him. If Darry couldn't afford anything when the team went out for dinner, Paul would slide him some change.

He was understanding and patient, two words Darry would never have used to describe a Soc until he met this one. If Darry needed to skip a team hangout because his parents were making him babysit his little siblings, Paul was missing out too so that he could keep Darry company. If someone tried insulting Darry's shoes because had holes in them, Paul would tell them to mind their own damn business.

It wasn't until one late night beneath the stars that Darry realized what he felt for Paul was love. They were lying in the field, staring up at the sky after everyone else had gone home. Darry was wearing the letterman Paul paid for, and when he glanced over at his friend, his breath hitched. The moonlight brightened his blond, messy hair, and made his dimples appear more prominent. He was simply... gorgeous, in Darry's eyes.

Paul's attention turned over to Darry, and the two held each other's gaze for a few moments. Looking back, Darry didn't know who made the first move, but after a few moments, the two had their lips pressed against each other's in a kiss full of repressed emotions.

After that, the sneaking around started. Dates disguised as two friends hanging out, longing stares across classrooms, make out sessions behind locked doors. Nobody knew a thing: none of Darry's greasy hoodlum friends nor Paul's snobby Soc buddies.

Ponyboy did catch them once. Darry was wearing one of Paul's madras shirts while trying to sneak him out of the house without alerting their parents, when Pony left his room and ran into them. Darry came up with some crappy excuse that he knew the younger boy didn't buy, but Pony never mentioned it again, so neither did Darry.

Their breakup was inevitable. Darry loved him too much and thus their fate was sealed by his damn curse.

Paul's parents grew skeptical of the two's relationship, which made the boy more on edge than ever. Darry, who wasn't sure how he was supposed to pay for college, as his scholarship only paid so much of his tuition, was equally as stressed. This resulted in a nasty fight that neither of the two could even remember what over.

Paul wanted to make up: apologize and beg for Darry to take him back after his impulsive decision to end things, but he never got the chance to. He found out through Marcia that Darry's parents died, and after that, he never could find a good time to talk to him.

So Darry, when he needed someone to lean on the most, was left alone. Heartbreak turned from sorrow to bitter resentment. The love of his life never called him to check up. He didn't even bother to send his condolences. He couldn't help but hate him. However, deep down, Darry knew that he could never love a boy as he loved Paul ever again.

Sodapop had a charm to him that made anyone attracted to him: whether it be of admiration, respect, or love. He had the most beautiful personality, eyes to make girls swoon, and was able to keep his smile even in the darkest of situations.

When he first ran into Sandy Hatheway, his heart nearly stopped. She was breathtaking! She had long, smooth, blonde hair that Soda would end up running his hands through on numerous occasions, and the sweetest laugh!

She introduced herself calmly, not showing a hint of nervousness. Sodapop couldn't say the same thing. Although usually smooth with girls, he stumbled over his words and was flushed bright red by the end of their encounter. After she walked away, he promised himself that he'd marry her.

When she dropped by the DX station the following day, Soda was prepared and much more calculated. He asked her if she'd be interested in going to the drive-in with him, and she agreed. It wasn't too long afterwards that they officially got together.

Soda loved her like he loved no one. She was the one for him, he knew it. He wasn't afraid to show his love for her either. He was always doing affectionate gestures for her, and would even save his money to buy her special things. It wasn't as much as she deserved, he thought, but it was all that he could manage.

He thought she loved him too: not once did he consider that she didn't. If Soda thought that, he wouldn't have let himself get attached. He never would've confessed to Ponyboy that he wanted to marry her. If he thought she was cheating, he wouldn't have let his heart love her so deeply.

Steve was the one who told him. He heard via Evie that Sandy was pregnant. Soda's first instincts after hearing that wasn't fear or dread, but excitement. He was having a baby with the girl of his dreams, what wasn't to be happy about? But then Steve told him that it wasn't his, and all of his joy was crushed to pieces.

Sandy had cheated on him, and she hadn't even had the heart to tell him. Again, thanks to Evie, Soda found out she was going to stay with her grandmother in Florida. He wrote her letter and letter. He told her he'd step up and be that baby's father because he loved her so damn much, but she didn't even care to open a single one of them.

Just hearing her name was a stab to the heart, and even after months had passed, Soda couldn't get over it. It may have been a stupid teenage romance to everyone else, but to him, Sandy was supposed to be his soulmate. Then, she abandoned him, leaving Soda to struggle to be able to form a happy relationship ever again.

Love's curse didn't only have to be romantic, Ponyboy discovered. Even loving his best friend too much was apparently a death wish.

Johnny Cade met Ponyboy at the playground in elementary school. Pony was all alone, watching as the other kids his age ran around the park, laughing and screaming joyfully. They didn't let him play with them because he was filthy. He was wearing a hand-me-down shirt from Soda, that had a stain over the main picture in the middle, and the text was faded. They laughed at his shoes for being old, and called him names for not having the trendiest backpacks.

His eyes stung with tears as he heard their playfully shouts, when a boy sat beside him. Ponyboy looked up to see a boy who seemed to be a bit older than he was, with shaggy black hair and a bruise under his eye.

The boy introduced himself as Johnny, and Ponyboy recognized him: he was in Soda's class. The two spent the entire recess period bonding over shared interests, and by the time the bell rang, the tears on Pony's face had dried. From that day onward, they were inseparable. If Ponyboy went somewhere, Johnny was nearby, and vice versa.

If someone asked him, he would've told them that he loved Johnny. He was his best friend, and he would do anything for him. It didn't matter that it was 'weird' for boys to say that they loved their friends: Ponyboy loved him and there was nothing strange about it.

That night at the fountain, Johnny watched helplessly as the Socs drowned his best friend. In a moment of panic, he stabbed the lead Soc and watched as his body crumpled by his shoes. It was the only choice he had, Johnny told himself. If he hadn't done it, Ponyboy would be dead, and what would he do in that situation?

The boys ran to Windrixville and sought shelter there for about a week. In that time, they had deep conversations about things they'd never dare speak of to anyone else. It was refreshing, being away from society and free to be themselves. Nothing could ruin it: until the fire, of course.

The hardest thing Ponyboy ever had to do was witness his best friend lying in a hospital bed, covered in burns and in constant pain. Somewhere inside of him, he knew from the moment he saw Johnny in the hospital, that he was going to die, but he pushed those thoughts away.

Johnny's final spoken words to Ponyboy were "Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold." They played on repeat in Pony's mind until he could no longer recall what Johnny's voice sounded like, and they simply became words Pony's mind said on loop.

He didn't get a proper funeral. If he did, Ponyboy would've given him a proper eulogy. Instead, Pony prepared a small note that he would read after they buried him. He never ended up reading it, though. He was too shaken up to, and therefore the note sat on his desk, unheard by anyone.

"Johnny never had a chance in this world. If he did, we wouldn't be here today, but rather at a ceremony celebrating his accomplishments. Johnny could've gone far had fate chosen someone else to kill. Even though he had every reason not to be, Johnny was gold. He easily could've been mean and cold like Dally, but instead he chose to be good. Johnny chose to run into that fire, and he chose to not be bitter about it in the end. He was just too damn good for growing old.

I love him more than I think I can ever love anyone ever again. He wasn't just my best friend, but a part of me. He deserved so much better. In the end, he chose to be grateful for the life he had, and that's how I know nobody will ever be as gold as he was.

Goodbye, Johnny. I hope that, looking down, you'll be able to smile again. I love you."

It wasn't fair that everyone around them could love without consequences. But life wasn't fair, the Curtis brothers discovered, and it never would be. They'd all be better of never loving again than to risk losing someone else all because their hearts loved too much.

[kaytheday]

Evie Head Canon's

Hurray for part 2 of my Outsiders girl series! (Master list linked here!) I love Evie with my whole heart so here is some head canons about her personally. She just seems like a very angry misunderstood girl. More under the cut!

Her full name is Evangeline Gwen Caswell but everyone just calls her Evie. 

Evangeline is a bible name and it means ‘good news’. I think that maybe her mom had a hard time conceiving. When she did conceive Evie, she named her Evangeline because it was good news. 

Evie lives with her mom in an apartment. Her dad split a few years after Evie was born because he couldn’t handle the responsibility of a child. Despite this, Evie’s mom tries her hardest to provide for Evie but is gone a lot. 

She’s got some cousins on her side of town but other than that no family. 

Her mom is pretty religious and often drags Evie to church meetings.

Evie is pretty in the sort of way that the ocean is during a thunderstorm. Dark and dangerous and wouldn’t intentionally hurt you unless you got too close.

She has dark brown hair and dark eyes. She’s got a sharp jawline that people often interpret as menacing. She’s tall with tough sinewy muscles under tightfitting dresses. 

She also tends to wear heavy black makeup. She does winged eyeliner and black eyeshadow. She also likes to wear bright red lipstick. 

Her outfits usually consist of a tight short dress that her mom disapproves of and an oversized workers coat or leather jacket she stole from Steve. 

For a girl, she is considered loud and obnoxious. She has been in almost as many fights as Steve and has a reputation for being quite hot headed. 

She once scalped a girl because she called Steve ‘ugly white trash’. 

Contrary to popular belief, when she and Steve are together, they calm each other down quite a bit. Most of their passion channeled into their love for each other.

The only people who call her by her full name are her mother when she is mad at her and Steve when he wants to get her attention. Otherwise, she’ll yell at you if you call her Evangeline. 

She does okay in school, enough to graduate but she still skips with Steve a lot. Making out behind the football bleachers or smoking in the bathrooms as she fixes her makeup. 

Her best friend in the whole world is Kathy. Which is funny because they couldn’t be further apart personality wise. 

Unlike most girls, she doesn’t cry often. The last time she can remember crying was when she was ten years old. She learned that her older cousin was killed in a bar fight. She hasn’t cried since. Her emotions often come out in anger instead. 

She’ll drag Kathy along to a party, down a couple beers, and then pick a fight just to blow off steam. It’s ironic that Steve often does the same thing. 

She's very loyal and would sooner take a bullet than betray one of her friends. She can hold a grudge for a very long time and has cut off quite a few girls over various petty reasons. 

When Soda was dating Sandy, she had no choice but to get close to her. After Sandy got pregnant, Evie was the first one she told about her plans to Florida. 

This was not received well. She yelled at her and said that she couldn't just leave like that. Sandy tried to explain but Evie didn’t let her. Instead, storming out and turning her back on her. That was the last time Sandy and Evie ever talked.

Thanks for reading!

[queenxxraccoon]

Speaking of female characters in The Outsiders, what do you all think their clothing styles and personality would be like? Characters we’ve read about or watched in the movie, what kind of depth do you think their characters have? I’ll try to give an idea of what I think. I also will say I don’t like a decent percent of the female characters bc of things they’ve been described to have done. Although Angela is the MVP we love her. @nexternalknowsthingz @thatonetotaldramaguy weigh in on this in curious.

Cherry: A girl a really tries to please both sides, can come off as arrogant and selfish but is forced to go along with what she is told (Socs forcing her to treat Greacers like trash). She although has a fiery side to her and has a big belief in her moral values (stuck up for Ponyboy at the drive in) she’s not perfect but I think she definitely tries and has good heart. 6/10 (God I hate her a lot though 😭)

Clothes:

Marcia: A genuine girl, shes very shy and polite. She can be sassy but also classy. Definitely also defends her friends like Cherry and is a real girls girl. Definitely also keeps out of trouble, she doesn’t trash Greasers but can believe some can be erratic or spontaneous into doing bad behavior. Doesn’t condone it but doesn’t make you feel bad for it. 8/10

Clothes:

Beverly: Now, forgive on this, but haven’t seen the musical so I don’t her personality at all. But she seems like she would take no shit. Think of Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls. Very demure, very mindful, but will bust you right up side the head if she thinks you acting up. I can also see her being a bit of a toxic friend who uses people as stepping stones. 3/10

Clothes:

Evie: Steve’s gf. Not much is told about her in both the in the book and movie but let’s be real, she’s dating Steve. (I personally ship Soda and Steve but if we’re going cannon…) I definitely she a loving girl but someone who can PARTYYYY! A friend who would give the most amazing advice, definitely the girl who like knows what you like before you telling her, example:

Evie: “What you want to eat?”

Friend: “Idk I’ve never ate here before.”

Evie: “I bet you’d like (random food and drink combo)

You order it and you fucking love it. She understands ur taste. 10/10

Clothes:

Sylvia: Oooo hold me back I’m gonna beat this girl up. Similar to Beverly but way more toxic and isn’t afraid to show. Bev would work behind backs and in the shadows, but Sylvia would just be a brat and absolutely bitch to your face. She wants to demolish your self esteem. Katy Perry’s song Hot and Cold (idk I don’t listen to Katy Perry lol could be the wrong song name). Like one minute she could be super sweet but then tear you down the next. Constantly keeps you on your toes and gaslights you till you cook

S/O (Prob past Dallas): “Hey I’m leaving to hang out with my friends.”

Sylvia: “You never talked about them, who are they? Where are you going?”

S/O: “I talked about hanging out with them this morning.”

Sylvia: “No you didn’t, stop lying. Maybe you should get your brain checked because you’ve mentioned them before. Are you gonna go cheat on me with them?” Etc. Not a good time, -10/10

Clothes:

Sandy: Well, she’s not good either. Definitely a little spoiled. Would def manipulate Soda into believing he was a bad bf bc he didn’t do one really small thing for her like pull her chair out in a restaurant for her. 😒 Miss literally cheated, got pregnant and left Soda. (Or Soda got her pregnant? Can’t remember lol) But I feel overall she’s very bratty and not fun to be around. 3/10

Clothes:

Angela: This bitch! WE LOVE HER!!!!!!!! Comes in clutch. Someone talking shit about someone she loves, smack to the face. Don’t like the way ur acting, ear gets pulled. She wouldn’t do this unprovoked either, like she would need good reasons. Def a lover to her friends and a fighter to her enemies. I also believe that she’s into exercise or weight lifting. Honestly in my opinion def the energetic on steroids version of Evie. 1000/10

Clothes:

[dallasgallant]

Am I the only one to believe that Soda and Sandy — Bob and Cherry had good relationships?

[anifever]

Gang w/ a Sandy!Reader ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

The Outsiders x Fem!Reader

୨୧ : HC’s of the gang with a reader who’s like Sandy Olsson from Grease

A/N : This doesn’t mean specifically being Australian, blonde, white, blah blah- just her personality and stuff 😭 anyways I watch grease at least once a month

˖⁺‧₊˚ 🎙️ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Darry

୨ He thinks you’re precious

୨ Probably not the type of person he thought he’d end up with, but he doesn’t care

୨ On the contrary, could’ve been a high school sweetheart situation where he played football and you did cheer teehee

୨ Anyways, no matter when he first met you happened to be, he was mainly worried about how you’d handle the boys LMAO

୨ Tells the guys off whenever they tease you about something

୨ You kind of remind him of his mom which is comforting (not in a weird way, go away Sigmund Freud)

୨ That being said, you become somewhat of a mother figure over the group

୨ Ponyboy looks up to you a lot, Johnny loves how nice you are, and Soda thinks talking to you is refreshing

୨ Overall, he’s happy that you also bring them so much comfort

୨ Him wearing a light blue button-up shirt to match one of your lil’ pastel blue dresses 😋😋

୨ Fussing when they all come back from a rumble- you would’ve been extremely against the idea in the first place

୨ Getting sick when you see the blood all over him

୨ Him assuring you he’s fine but still freaking out, but you take a breather and try to help clean him up nonetheless

୨ You’re really good at helping him relax wether it’s massaging his shoulders or cracking a joke to try and lighten the mood

୨ He’s overall really protective over you

୨ If you ever asked to go watch a rumble, which would be unrealistic anyways, he’d immediately refuse and die on that hill

୨ He also really likes that you’re still able to stand your ground and speak your mind

୨ He ALSO likes that you have manners, it’s the bare minimum but it makes him love you more

Two-Bit

୨ Says the NASTIEST stuff to you just to see your reactions

୨ Has definitely pulled the thing he did with Marcia where he playfully offers her tobacco

୨ You were at a party either he or your friend dragged you along to or something and he offered to get you a beer but you said you didn’t drink

୨ He then offered you a cig and you hastily declined and he was just like “You’re real pure, ain’t ya baby?”

୨ Some clip of Elvis performing came on the TV once and you got all flustered/uncomfortable and he got giggly about it

୨ Anyways, his little sister thinks you’re an angel

୨ She’s always talking about your perfectly styled hair, painted nails, pretty outfits, etc

୨ He responds pretty coolly when she does it with a lil’ grin, but he’s so proud of himself on the inside

୨ Imagine having tea parties with her and him just watching from the doorway with a lovey dovey smile ARGGAHAHAGAG

୨ If someone dares to call you stuff like “wet blanket” or a “goody goody” he will be coming for them HARD

୨ The insults would be so creative

୨ He’s probably convinced you to drink just once and you threw up immediately after

୨ Never again.

Steve

୨ Absolutely thought you were a prude at first

୨ Even after he got to know you better, he still teased you about it

୨ One-sided enemies to lovers 😇😇

୨ You coming into the DX and him just mumbling under his breath while Soda rings you up

୨ Then proceeds to gossip about you after you leave; not without you giving them both a big smile and filling the tip jar first

୨ “Ain’t ever seen a girl that cheery. She apparently hasn’t even kissed anybody, y’know that? 🙄” and Soda’s just like “Man, who cares..”

୨ Soda slowly notices how much he talks about you and realizes what’s happening

୨ He brought it up and Steve was like “NUH-UH”

୨ Even with that, it was extremely obvious

୨ He constantly stares at you whenever you come into the store, he sees you at school, or just anywhere in general

୨ Anyways yada yada he finally asked you out after some subtle flirting that slowly became more obvious

୨ EVERYBODY is surprised

୨ An innocent, friendly soc with a greaser mechanic who does backflips off of cars; not a common pairing

୨ If you ever happened to swear ONCE, he’d have a field day

୨ A “damn,” “hell,” or “shit” slips out and it’s like someone died- he’ll never let it go

୨ He’s the type to tease you then get pissed when someone else joins in

୨ He’s “Only I’m allowed to do that” in the flesh

Dallas

୨ Caught off guard at first

୨ Deadass didn’t believe anyone could be as big of a goody-two-shoes as you are

୨ Fs teases you but you slowly grow on him- he sees the innocence as a challenge (not surprising)

୨ Found out you didn’t even have pierced ears and was like ?????

୨ Dare I say he’s a Kenickie variant

୨ Then again, the scene where Danny’s like “I don’t do parents” when Sandy asks him to come over is so him too

୨ Knocked on your window in the middle of the night and saw your nightgown and started chuckling about it, and you then proceeded to try and shut him up because you were horrified of your parents hearing him

୨ Going to Buck’s with him and either staying in his room or just sitting uncomfortably in a corner

୨ You might watch a pool game but all the smoke and alcohol would overwhelm you

୨ Unfortunately, he’s the type to pull the thing Danny did at the drive in, in which you’d ofc react the same way Sandy did

୨ You calling Buck’s car a “sin wagon” would be so accurate

୨ He tries to make it up to you by showing up to your front door (much to your parents dismay..) and giving you his Christopher again along with some flowers that he definitely didn’t pick from some rando’s garden

୨ I’m lying. He did.

୨ He also takes you on a real date afterwards, which is saying something

୨ Like Steve, he’s also the type of person to get mad when another person thinks they can make fun of you

୨ You’re so understanding and forgiving that he’s kinda confused a lot of the time LMAO

୨ Luckily for him, your good reputation probably gets him out of a lot of trouble

Soda

୨ Oh my god he’s so nice about it

୨ He’s head over heels

୨ Obviously he goofs off with the boys, but he’s overall the nicest/most open minded

୨ You two are so smiley all the time and it makes everyone SICK

୨ Gets a kick out of you not understanding sexual jokes or innuendos

୨ You guys look so good together it’s insane

୨ You’re so calming compared to the stress of being in between Darry and Pony’s arguments constantly

୨ He also loves how bubbly and kind you are to everyone because of it

୨ Going to drag races with him simply because he likes them and you like seeing him happy (the scene where Sandy watches Danny race reference⁉️)

୨ He is not the brightest in the head but you’re extremely patient with him

୨ He’s also extremely protective over you

୨ Like imagine you’re visiting him at the DX and some other soc’s come by and start teasing you to his face when you head inside for a second

୨ He proceeds to get one of the hoses off the pump and start spraying them with gas 😋🤍

୨ Before they can get out, he just keeps spraying them in the face or something which makes them drive away

୨ He just laughs to himself and puts the nozzle up as you come back outside and you’re like “???? Babe what happened?” when you see the trail of gas and all he replies with is “Nothing sweetheart!! 🤗”

୨ He knows Steve’s gonna complain about having to help clean up the mess later but it was worth it to him

Johnny

୨ Probably the most chill with it??

୨ He thinks it’s sweet

୨ Also thinks you’re somewhat of a breath of fresh air from the guys, along with soc’s in general too

୨ Definitely thought it was kinda odd you didn’t drink or smoke or anything, but thought it was nice to meet someone who didn’t for a change

୨ You guys take walks through town from time to time and it’s a huge contrast

୨ A denim-clad boy covered in a bunch scars with a preppy looking girl who radiates happiness

୨ You help him get a better outlook on life with how positive you are

୨ Loveslovesloves all the pastel clothes you wear

୨ When he met you for the first time he couldn’t believe how nice you were

୨ Watching a movie either at the drive-in or Curtis house and some form of nude scene coming on, you covering your eyes, and him just grinning at your reaction

୨ Doesn’t hesitate to talk back to Dallas if he says something bad about you

୨ You never try to force him out of his comfort zone or anything and he appreciates that

୨ He said something about “a weed” to Dal and you had no clue what they meant

୨ “Hey Dal, you got a weed?”

୨ “Huh?”

୨ “Uh, I asked if he had a weed.”

୨ “..A what? What’s that mean?”

୨ Dallas chimes in from the bg and is like “Yo.. Johnny, man, is she kiddin’?”

Pony

୨ The main problem he has with it is the fact you don’t smoke and don’t like it in general

୨ He def tries to cut down for you/at least not do it in front of you though

୨ Started when he lit a cigarette while you guys were walking together and you started coughing like a maniac while he was just like 🤨

୨ Since he’s the youngest out of them all, he isn’t super used to hanging out with girls so it doesn’t phase him

୨ He thinks it’s different than most people for sure, but he knows what it’s like to feel that way so he relates

୨ He admires how nice you are to everybody

୨ Especially to greasers

୨ You’re so soft-spoken that it makes him giggle and kick his feet sometimes

୨ You’re a good student so you probably help him with work a lot

୨ Steve probably said something mean about you once and he got all sassy and made a remark to him

୨ “Heard you’re dating some priss now, ‘s that right, Pone?” and he’s like “Why don’t you go stick you and your big nose in someone else’s business if it’s that important?”

୨ Safe to say Steve kept his thoughts on you to himself after that

୨ Another one who thinks the way you dress (and look in general) is gorgeous, he’s left gobsmacked every time he sees you

୨ He’s always admiring you and has probably drawn you at least once

୨ His sass sometimes comes out on you when you don’t know something, but it’s jokingly

[brat-pack-it-up-boys]

Sandy and Soda had that thing where two blond people date and kind of look like siblings I fear

[canonickero]

I will hit you over the head with a frying pan(positive intent)

guys how do we feel about a fic about soda & sandy SPECIFICALLY sandy being a horrible manipulative girlfriend and soda thinking that’s just how love is supposed to be and he’s a horrible person for finding it hard to be with her (main point: movie!soda saying “most of the time.. it’s real nice” and phoebe bridgers saying “i will wait for the next time you want me.. like a dog with a bird at your door”) with epic stevepop at the end

[ddejavvu]

Doctor's Note - Sodapop Curtis x Reader

summary: you stand soda up, accidentally

contents/warnings: soda is somewhere around 18-19, mentions of his failed relationship w sandy, distrust/miscommunication, angst -> fluff. based on my very painful experience this morning with crippling back pain

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Selfishly, sometimes you wonder what it would have been like to date Sodapop before he'd met Sandy. When he was more carefree, when he wasn't glancing at any man you talked to just a second too long. He's not possessive- and even if he is, he doesn't enforce it. But you know he's wary, and you know it's her fault.

Darrel had warned Soda to stay away from girls for a while, to give himself a break. And he had. Two long years later his hiatus was broken when you'd come into the DX fiending for a coke, and when you'd asked, 'Do you know where I could find a soda 'round here?' his eyes had glimmered with opportunity, and he'd pointed proudly to his nametag.

"Right here, ma'am. No caffeine in me but I could keep 'ya up all night if you want me to."

It had been so wildly crass, so insanely audacious that you'd burst out laughing, both from the absurdity of his name and the brashness of his comment. He'd apologized for it, too, twenty minutes into your conversation that lasted an hour.

"I didn't mean what I said earlier. I mean- I don't usually come on strong like that. Couldn't stop myself- prolly got it from my friend Two-Bit, he's always crackin' jokes like that. Hope you didn't think it was greasy."

"I think it was very greasy," You'd laughed, tilting your chin towards the tin of hair grease abandoned at the other end of the counter, "I thought that was the whole point."

"That's my buddy Steve's", Soda had told you, light dancing in his eyes as he readjusted his elbows on the counter to lean further towards you, "He does these real fancy swirls in his hair, and I've been able to do 'em a few times, but mainly I just slick mine back, and half the time I don't even grease it anyways because I'm just bummin' round the house so there's no need. My other friend-"

He was a natural-born talker, and you'd been just as caught up with talking yourself as you were with listening to him. It had taken the reappearance of his aforementioned coworker, Steve, for you to glance at the clock, and realize that you were 40 minutes past the time you should have been back at work from your lunch break.

You're surprised you hadn't scared Sodapop off with your swearing alone, but you'd managed to scribble your number onto his hand before you'd left. You hadn't even remembered to buy a drink, but he'd brought you one when he showed up for your first date.

Now, three weeks later, you're getting ready to show up to his house. This is a big thing: you're meeting his brothers. He's told you so much about them you feel like you know them, and he's also given you your fair share of warnings, too. Darry's too stern sometimes, and it might take a while for him to warm up to you. Ponyboy's an awkward teen, and on top of it, he'd trusted Sandy- they all had. You know you've gotta prove yourself better than her, and you're starting with some sweet perfume and a bundle of flowers for their dining table.

--

"Get your bum ass off the couch and vacuum," Soda's hands shove roughly at Ponyboy's thighs, "She's gonna be here in thirty minutes!"

"Jeez, Soda, she's not my girlfriend," Ponyboy grumbles, but he stands and heads for the closet where the vacuum lies all the same, "Don't understand why I have to be the one cleanin'."

"'Cause Darry's the one cookin'." Soda glares at him, "And I'm cleaning too. I've been cleaning for days."

"Bathroom looks good, little man." Darry voices his approval from the kitchen, "Thought I was gonna die of shock when I realized you'd scrubbed down the toilet."

Not much conversation is heard over Ponyboy's aggressive vacuuming, but Soda calls the cleaning at five minutes to your arrival time.

"Okay. Rules again?" He looks expectantly at his brothers, and Darry looks irritated that he's being grilled this time.

"No judging." Ponyboy grumbles, but he doesn't think it's fair, because Sandy had seemed so nice and sweet, and she'd run right out on Sodapop. So he feels like he has to judge, because maybe Soda's gonna get hurt again. He doesn't want that.

"No grilling." Darry continues, equally put-out by Soda's request. He wants what's best for his brother. Sodapop's two-year long relationship drought was refreshing, and he's seen the boy blossom into a wonderful man. Still, he can't help feeling some lingering resentment towards Sandy, and he knows it's not fair to attach it to you, but he doesn't know what else to do with it.

"And no arguing at the table." He glances between Darry and Pony both warily, "I mean it, this isn't the night to discuss grades or curfew or chores. Just- be nice to her. Treat her like a real guest."

"Alright, little buddy." Darry secedes, squeezing Soda's flannel-clad shoulder slightly, "Now, you gonna go wait by the door for her?"

"No! I'm not that desperate." Soda scoffs, but Darry notices the way he flops down into his eldest brother's armchair, the only seat in the house with a view of the front walkway. Ponyboy settles himself awkwardly on the couch, watching cartoons even though there's an anxious tension in his skinny shoulders.

You're set to arrive in two minutes, and Soda's practically vibrating out of his seat. There's no sign of the cute little sundress you said you'd wear today, but that's okay, because he thinks it's so considerate of you to show up punctually versus early. if you'd come fifteen minutes earlier you would have seen him near-tears over the spot of chocolate that wouldn't rub out of the wall behind the television. Ponyboy had pointed out that there's no way you would have seen it unless you'd been wedged between their tv and the wall, but Soda was not going to invite you into a messy home.

One minute goes by, and Soda's cuticles hurt from where his nails tear at them. He tries to stop himself- after all, you wouldn't want to hold his hand if his was bleeding. But his next nervous habit becomes fiddling with the hem of his shirt, which isn't nearly as satisfying for his fingers.

He waits for what he's sure is more than a minute, which means you're due to flounce up the stairs in seconds. But he doesn't see you, and he knows Pony's watching him crane his neck every three seconds to look for you. So he tones it down- after all, he's got a 10-minute grace period at the DX for his shifts. If he can clock in at 8:10 and still be 'on time', you can show up a few minutes late.

"Any sign of her?" Darry pokes his head out of the kitchen, seeing the front door still shut. Soda shakes his head- then he catches a glimpse of your hair color outside the window. Upon further inspection, it's a stray cat. Ponyboy snorts at him, and Soda sinks back into the recliner.

Okay, so you've used up your grace period. But Soda gets it- you probably sang one too many love songs about him in the shower, and now you're tripping over your own feet trying to run to his house. Or the bus was late, or you missed it entirely, and you'll show up before the food goes cold.

Fifteen minutes go by, and Darry hovers over the finished meal, wondering whether he should plate it or not.

Twenty minutes go by, and Darry considers removing one plate from the table.

Thirty minutes go by, and Darry turns off the stove.

An hour goes by, and Pony retreats to his room for some homework time. Darry's meticulously cleaning the kitchen, but Sodapop thinks it's more because he doesn't know what to say than because he thinks you'll judge them for a grease stain on the wall.

When Darry's scrubbed the kitchen raw nearly an hour later, he pads softly over to Soda where he still rests in his armchair.

"Soda, I- listen, I don't think she's comin' tonight."

"I told her today." Soda's got his fingernail pinched between his teeth, his leg having long-since stopped its nervous bouncing, "I- I know I told her tonight, and she said she'd be here, but I-"

Darry's hand squeezes his shoulder again, this time tighter, and something awfully familiar resurges in Soda's chest where it's laid dormant for two years.

"C'mon, little buddy." Darry urges him up out of the chair, "Let's turn in early tonight."

--

Soda's not doing his best work despite having gotten eleven hours of sleep the night prior. He's sluggish and mopey, and Steve sticks him on the register so that no one risks a foolish mistake to their car. Soda stares at a knot in the wood grain, chewing on the inside of his cheek, and doesn't look up even when the entrance bell dings.

"Soda-" He hears a voice, one that he'd been waiting since last evening to hear, one that exacerbates that sickly feeling in his chest. He hasn't been able to shake it, and your face had blended with Sandy's in his nightmares last night.

"Soda, I'm- I'm so sorry."

"Why didn't you show?" He barely has the courage to look up at you, but he does, because last time he'd groveled. He'd begged, pleaded, bargained with her to stay with him, and he wasn't going to do that this time. He was going to be the man Darry wanted him to be.

"I'm sorry." You repeat, clutching a paper in your hands, brows permanently furrowed, "It was an emergency. I was getting ready, and- and all of a sudden my back started hurtin'. Real bad, Soda, I- I had to lie down on the ground."

Soda watches, interest piqued, as you stagger towards the counter, clearly limping. Sickness is replaced with worry in his chest, and he watches as you brace yourself against the register.

"My folks didn't get home for hours. I was just laying there, I- I couldn't reach the phone, I couldn't move my legs, I was just stranded there." Your voice thickens at the memory, and you sniffle absentmindedly, "Soda, I would have called you, I just- I couldn't move. I swear. I tried, Soda, I swear I tried to get to the phone, but it was so painful. And then when my parents got home they had to carry me to the car 'n all, and the emergency room took forever, and- and we didn't get home until three in the morning, and I knew you'd be sleepin' so I didn't call, and I felt so bad because I knew you'd be waiting on me, and- and I'm so sorry, Sodapop."

All at once yours and Sandy's faces come undone in his mind, and hers is cast aside as he studies yours. There's tears, big shiny ones lining your eyes, and your chin trembles slightly. You're still clutching the paper, and when you realize he's glancing at it, you gasp.

"Oh! I- um, I got you a doctor's note. I didn't want you to think I was lyin'."

You push the page towards him on the counter, and he takes it with trembling hands.

'Patient Y/N Y/L/N admitted to emergency services at 8:49 PM Wednesday, 30th July. Diagnosed with severe lumbar muscle strain. This patient is placed off of work from 7/30/1968 through 8/05/1968.

Patient would like to add that she did not intend to stand up her date with one Sodapop Patrick Curtis on Wednesday, 30th July. Patient would like to reschedule for another night. Doctor prescribes a calm, laid-back dinner date until patient recovers.'

"Had one hell of a time trying to get him to put that in there." Your sheepish voice pipes up from where Soda's reading the last words on the page, "But I told him you were a nice boy and he said there's not many of those around here. I'm sorry, again. I'm so sorry."

Lumbar muscle strain rings a bell in Soda's head. It's something Darry's definitely mentioned before, the few times they've bullied him into seeking medical attention for all of his blue collar aches and pains. He's sure if you're hurting the way Darry does sometimes, that you weren't lying about not being able to move.

You're staring at him like you're worried he'll send you away, and the piece of paper in his hands is the only thing stopping him from doing just that. But he glances down at it again, and takes a deep breath.

"It's okay. I believe you. My brother Darry, he- he pulls muscles sometimes. Don't usually see him cry, but I do when that happens. Are you okay?'

You visibly relax at his words, but something in your back must have protested the movement, because your face pinches up again.

"Um- yeah. Mostly. It hurts when I move too much." You admit, "But I had to make it down here to see you. I'm so sorry. Were you- were you angry at me?"

He doesn't think so- he was offended, he was disappointed, but most of all, he's pretty sure he was beating up on himself more than he was beating up on you. It felt like it did the first time, and he was the common denominator in both.

"No." He answers honestly, "But- uh, I think Darry probably is."

You wince, and he doesn't blame you. But he holds the note a little tighter, "But I'll tell him what happened. Like I said, he knows what that feels like. Don't worry about it, honey. You- uh, did you want to still meet them?"

"Of course! Of course," You nod eagerly, bracing your weight against the counter, "Do you still... want me to meet them?"

"Of course." He echoes, finally breaking his stoicism with a grin, a shy one as he reaches for your hand over the counter, still clutching the note in his other hand, "Can't argue with the doctor's orders."

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Darry Curtis - 

I can’t see Darry being an overly jealous person to be entirely honest.

He’s probably more protective of you than anything, but that isn’t to say he doesn’t get jealous sometimes. 

If he’s had a rough or busy day at work, all he wants to do when he gets home is spend time with you, which can become a bit of an issue considering how crazy the Curtis house can get. 

If your attention is on one of the other boys, he’ll get a little annoyed and slightly jealous. 

He won’t try to start anything, nor will he say anything about it, but he will sit in his chair and scowl everytime he hears you laugh at something one of the others told you. 

If you’re cooking dinner, he’ll hold you from behind and press occasional kisses to your neck or cheek, just to make it known that he wants his time with you. 

Just show him how much you care about him and how much you appreciate everything he does, and he’ll be content enough to relax a little, but don’t expect him to be far from your side for the rest of the night.

Sodapop Curtis - 

Soda gets more insecure than jealous, which can lead to him getting a little upset.

The whole Sandy situation messed him up pretty bad, so his trust issues can be a little iffy sometimes. Don’t get me wrong, he loves you a whole lot, but he also really likes your attention.

If he sees you talking to another guy he’ll get a little upset and will probably cling to you, just to make sure they know that you’re taken.

He’ll press little kisses to your neck, your cheeks, your lips, and he’ll constantly have his hands on you in some way shape or form. 

Occasionally, he’ll make little comments telling you how pretty he thinks you are just to make it known that you're his and he’s yours.

To cheer him up, just give him a quick kiss and you’ve got your cheerful, upbeat boyfriend back in no time at all! 

Ponyboy Curtis - 

Ponyboy is difficult because I can see him getting a little frustrated when he’s jealous, however, he’ll also be quite quiet. 

He’ll probably just sit back and glare at whoever is taking your attention away from him, but he won’t say anything or make any little snippy comments. 

He might come and stand beside you, just to make his presence known, but he won’t smother you with affection like some of the other boys. 

If he thinks the person you’re speaking with is getting a little too close for comfort, then he’llt ry and distract you and divert your attention away from the conversation you were having. 

He might get a little upset depending on the day; not to the same extent as Sodapop, but he might become a little clingy in private. 

All it takes is for you to flash him a little smile and he’ll be reassured once more than you love him, and only him.

Johnny Cade - 

Oh, Johnny…

Honestly, I really can’t see him getting jealous. Maybe a tiny bit, but much like Soda it will be more based on insecurity. 

He’ll stand next to or behind you, almost like he’s watching over you, just to make sure that you’re safe and that the other person isn’t going to try something.

He won’t say much to the guy you’re engaging in conversation with, nor will he hang off of you

He might link your pinkies together, or hold your hand in his, but it’s just to reassure himself that you’re still aware of him more so than to show you off. 

Take him home and shower him with love please. Cuddle him, kiss him, tell him how much he means to you

He needs to hear every single word, and it will instantly make him feel better. 

Dallas Winston - 

Where to even begin. 

Dallas is the most jealous out of everyone, but I think that’s just common knowledge at this point.

He sees you talking with someone, regardless of whether he knows them or not? He’s got an arm around your shoulders and he’s staring and that person down, daring them to try something.

He’d definitely make little comments about how you’re “his girl”. 

I think his jealousy and protectiveness definitely stems from some level of insecurity that he’d never admit to. Like, he’s been cheated on in the past and, even though he trusts you, he really doesn’t want it to happen again. 

Y’all probably argue a lot because of his overprotective behaviour

He won't let you talk to other guys without accusing you or the other person of flirting

Just give him your sole attention or a firm lecture, and he’ll back off pretty fast. 

Steve Randle - 

I’m very on the fence about Steve because I can see him getting jealous, but not to the same extent as Dallas, however, he wouldn’t get upset like Sodapop and Johnny.

He’d probably get more frustrated, but instead of making it known, he’d let it simmer until eventually everything boils over.

If you’re talking with someone, he’s shooting that person dirty looks from across the room, just to make sure they don’t try anything. 

If he thinks the guy you’re talking to is getting just that little bit too cosy, he will go over there 

He’s making little snippy comments whenever he can, with an arm around your waist

He’s probably not afraid to punch a dude if they lay a hand on you, but he will hold back for your sake. 

All it takes is for you to hold his hand and drag him away from the situation, and you’ve got yourself a worked-up, and rather clingy boyfriend on your hands… 

Two-Bit Mathews - 

I actually believe Two-bit would get pretty jealous, however he’s just that little bit more laid back.

If you’re talking to someone, he’ll keep his arms wrapped around you in some way, nodding along as you speak.

Everytime he catches the other dude’s eyes, you bet your ass he’s shooting them a cocky smirk.

You’re his, and he’s yours, and he’s damn proud of it.

He’ll crack the occasionally joke in your conversation, just to see you smile 

This will probably be enough to reassure him that you’re not going anywhere any time soon, and he’s more than happy to let you talk, as long as he can stay close. 

But if he thinks something is going on for too long, or the other person is getting too comfortable, he will have something a little less light-hearted to say. 

Tim Shepard - 

Oh, Timothy Shepard can be one scary dude. 

Much like Dallas, he gets jealous pretty easily, but it’s more of a protective jealousy than anything else.

I’m telling you now, he’s staying by your side at all times with his arm wrapped tightly around your waist

He’ll stay silent the whole entire time you’re talking, but he will be staring the other person down, making sure the conversation is nothing more than friendly. 

He’s not afraid to punch someone for you, and I mean that. You’ve lost count of the amount of fights he’s started because a guy looked at you funny, or they stood just a little too close to you.

If you notice he’s particularly tense or on edge, just move yourself a little further into his side and he’ll relax just enough to maintain that ounce of self control.

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✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❥ When you guys met, you both were 16

❥ You started off as friends as he was just getting over Sandy

❥ After a while, romantic feelings came about.

❥ You were each others favorite people. you helped him through his heartbreak and he helped you with just his presence.

❥ You fell first and he fell harder in a way.

❥ Cuddling even before you started dating

"Soda, can we cuddle?" He turns around, your backs no longer facing eachother. He nods sleepily and holds you tight.

❥ Once you guys started dating, your relationship was the same but 10x

❥ He loves to give you forehead kisses

❥ He's not one for holding hands but his arm stays around your waist.

❥ Sometimes you'll just find him staring at you, and he claims he's "admiring your beauty"

❥ He gives some the most heart warming hugs

❥ Taking non-sexual showers together.

❥ Him showing off in-front of you and making you flustered!

"Soda focus and stop flexing for your girlfriend" Pony said after a groan. Him and Soda were moving their bed frame but Soda kept flexing bc you were there.

❥ Hands on your thigh every time he drives.

❥ He puts a little money up every check to save up for promise ring

❥ Since he doesn't have the money yet, He makes you paper rings.

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❥ He into breath play. Your hand on his neck sends him all the way. He loves how his hand looks around your neck.

❥ He prefers to give instead of receive.

❥ He gives the best head. He makes it almost impossible to stay quiet.

❥ He loves having his own hair pulled in bed. You discovered it on accident. He whimpered when it happened

Soda had his mouth on your clit, sucking every now and then. “Keep going, Soda. Fuck!” Your hands started tugging harshly at his hair. He whimpered slightly into your pussy. “Do it again”

❥ He loves to fuck raw but only when you are on the pill.

❥ Leaves huge hickeys almost everywhere.

❥ He loves to watch you beg but he’s not afraid to do it too.

❥ Hes very loud most of the time. You’ve had to put your hand over his mouth a couple times.

❥ He prefers to take you from the back but still fucks in missionary

❥ He’s a big sucker for overstimulation.

“You’re so sensitive, huh? Give me a couple more.”

❥ He likes when you guys make eye contact when he’s thrusting into you.