#and he doesn’t hate bev!!!!!!!!

[kingofbrooklynn]

Things I noticed in The Outsiders Musical

Includes multiple viewings!

- “heyyy muscles” -twobit

- ace defending darry

- DALLY LAUGHING AT RITF

- devin brill hateful barton brill regretful

- johnny making fun of ponyboy wanting to be cool for the socs

- johnny stops acting cool when chet glares at him

- darry looking DISGUSTED

- steve and darry lowkey flirting the entire time???

- melvin saying ”boyfriends” to trip after pony said parry were friends

- cherchet canon

- two ruffled darrys hair

- marcia saying “that is so inappropriate!” when steve humped the ground

- “heyy muscles!” “hello 😐”

- DARYL TOFA GIVING ME A FIST BUMP?

- ponyboy starting to actually imagine a life without ol’ darry around

- “c’mere handsome” -trip to twobit

- TRIP CHECKING ON MELVIN BEFORE THE RUMBLE THE BROTHERS

- darry winking at twobit.

- “shut up”- darry when soda started singing during ggah

- darry flipping soda off

- twobit threatening paul??? over darry???

- brill going “that’s not funny” when twobit called bob robert

- soda looking confused when darry said he wants to settle down with a lady

- paul breaking down and SOBBING

- marcia slapping trip

- darry stops crying immediately when cherry looks at him

- SODA AND DARRY PLAYFIGHTING

- brill helping trip ❤️

- brill and bob the only socs to drown pony

- CHETTRIP HUG

- ace trying to read ponyboy’s wet notebook

- darry going for johnny during ritfr but soda protecting him

- marbit flirtingggg

- bev leaving and brill immediately drinking

- chet and twobit fighting (over trip…? jk.)

- TWOBIT HAS BROWNIES!!! (made by mama mathews? made by darry? weed brownies? we’ll never know.)

- paul was checking some greaser out idk which one

- brill flipping off someone (probably ace or two)

- bob smelling cherry’s sweater???

- paul doing a weird thing where he pretends he doesn’t have a hand then attacks johnny with his hand?? what???

- sodapop clapping when pony said he was talking to cherry

- steve telling darry he works too hard

- ACE AND SODA KISSING???

- twobit rizzing marcia…? okay…?

- chet about to protect cherry from dally but paul telling him to wait (he knew cherry would tell him off)

- paul running to stop johnny from stabbing bob but not getting there in time.

- “they had us in the first half not gonna lie”-darry after rumble

- brill asking paul if he’s ok :(

- twobit grabbing darry’s face

- brill crying

- chet and brill grieving together don’t make me cry

- dally going to attack steve but darry protecting him

- irish brill

- twobit yelling “get the fuck up!” at trip

- trip thought he could get away with the ring on his finger during rumble. darry got EYES (my huzz)

- twobit fake moaning when he humped sodas leg or whatever

- ghost bob smiling approvingly at cherchet

- johnny stimming

- steve waving at socs

- brill looking FLABBERGASTED when bob hit pony’s head against the car

- johnny and pony need to stop holding hands so much

- darry hyperventilating after slapping pony

- ace flirting with EVERYONE

- soda hitting darry with the towel

- darry sobbing and being like all of us during stay gold

- darry and his nervous stims

- dallas getting scared of the flashlight because police flashbacks

- J.C. + P.C. written on the wood

- paul stop staring at darry

- darry smiling at two during ggah

- i don’t think brill thinks they were having fun…

- sassy darry

- beverly going “you need a light?” to twobit after burning him

[jujuprincesinhasofia]

i hate the "that's just finn he looks at people's lips" argument against byler

that man is a professional

im def biased bc he's one of my favorite actors (and I used to use him as inspiration in 2016 when I was 10 and wanted to be an actress), but even as a kid he was outstanding

He doesn’t do it with everyone, so why specifically with Will? Why the romantic shift in tone, body language, and microexpressions are only reserved for Will? That’s not a coincidence—it’s acting. It's good acting

And the claim that “he doesn’t want to act in ST anymore” is so weak. If that were true (which we wouldn't even be able to tell), his supposed lack of effort would show across all his scenes, not just in the monologue to El lol

The thing is, people don’t want to acknowledge that Mike’s emotions towards Will are being played intentionally. It’s easier to blame "bad acting" than to consider the possibility that something is being set up that they might not want to accept

I hope they gave Finn some emotional scenes, I really think they did, since I believe that Mike is going to be targeted by Vecna, and the whole Holly may go missing thing. I doubt we will get it but I really wanted a scene of Mike thinking abt Eddie and cutting his hair (kinda like Bev from It but for different reasons)

And, maybe once Mike is finally in love and not pretending, they will see Finn's goal was not to portray someone in love, but someone pretending

[katsfandomcorner]

The Princess and the Freak | Ch. 1

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summary: Y/N has a rough day at work and is overwhelmed by thoughts about her past, cute Eddie fluff follows

warnings: 18+, (somewhat) dark themes, shitty abusive parents (alluded to, but not directly mentioned), nicknames, reader has a panic attack

a/n: this chapter is a bit slow and short, and not really much of the plot yet. it’s mainly just the reader’s backstory and cute little eddie fluff at the end to get the ball rolling. the next couple chapters will go more into depth about their dynamic and backstory with each other before the plot of season 4 really gets going. i do acknowledge (and will in later chapters as well) characters and some of eddie’s backstory from the flight of icarus book. if you haven’t read it and have any questions about anyone or if you want more context to any of eddie’s background i mention feel free to ask! get ready for a long haul- this series has a lot of parts coming your way!! also one last thing i pinky promise- if anyone wants to be on the taglist for when i post new chapters just comment or message me!

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Hawkins Indiana is officially the fucking worst. The weather sucks, the people suck, everything here just sucks. This is especially apparent eleven hours into my twelve hour shift at one of the grimiest dive bars in town. Admittedly, I kind of love the place. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t fucking suck either. The hours are grueling for a place that barely gets any business from people that aren’t the town drunks, and most of my days consist of being the bartender, waitress, and dishwasher- all at the same time. For the most part it’s bearable, but on days like today, when I would much rather be curled up in my bed hiding away from the world specifically this town, it makes me miserable. On days like these I tend to zone out at the bar, make myself look busy, and pray that none other than Eddie Munson comes in for his shift sooner rather than later so I can go hide out back and get a breather. Unfortunately the owner of the bar, Bev, knows me really at this point and typically calls me out as soon as she notices. Today is not any different.

“Harrington! Quit messing around at the bar and get back to work, we actually have more than five customers for once,” Bev snaps at me from across the open room, albeit with concern, throwing a rag over her shoulder. She walks over to the counter and sits down at the bar stool in front of me. “What’s your deal? You seem kinda off your ass.”

I hate when she checks in on me. I know she really does mean well, but I honestly don’t have a single clue about what to say when she asks. I can’t exactly look at my boss and tell her that my deal is that I’m fine, but I’m also not, because three years ago I watched my brother’s ex-girlfriend’s best-friend get eaten by a man with no face in my parent’s pool, the same week the little boy I babysat got abducted the night I was supposed to be watching him. The same little boy who was later proven to be dead, and then came back to life. Not to mention the fact that what happened to him destroyed my relationship with his mom, who was arguably the only mother figure I’ve ever had in my life, and my friendship with his older brother Jonathan. On top of everything else, my ex-friend with some benefits Billy and my best-friend Heather were killed in the Starcourt Mall fire, and Billy’s little sister, that I swore to Billy I would protect from his dad if anything happened to him to make him not able to, won’t speak to me anymore or come anywhere near me. Oh- and the fact that my parents fucking despise me. Not to mention the fact that Steve and I don’t speak to eachother anymore. We used to be attached the hip, but ever since what happened to Will, and his relationship with Nancy, he can barely look at me. I still don’t know why, and at this point I don’t think I ever will. Some days I think I’ve finally began to process things and move on. Other days everything feels like a brick, weighing on my chest that’s slowly and most definitely suffocating me. Unfortunately today is the latter, but I can’t exactly explain all that to Bev.

“Bev, I’m fine, honestly.” She just stares at me, unconvinced. I sigh, leaning forward and resting my elbows on the bar in front me, dropping my chin down into my hands. “I promise, I’m just really tired and out of it today. I didn’t sleep well last night.” This isn’t a total lie, more often than not I’m woken up from sleep-screaming after reliving the murder of Barb Holland over and over until I finally wake up. Sometimes I get especially lucky and Will makes an appearance, begging me to tell him why I wasn’t waiting at his house for him to make sure he got home safe. And with how lucky I was last night, I may as well have found fifty four leaf fucking clovers. She just shakes her head, clearly not believing my totally bullshitted answer, and stands up from her stool.

“Look kid, I know I can’t make you talk to me. But if you need help with anything- anything at all- just let me know, and I’ll try to help as best I can.” She hesitated to say her next sentence, which had me wishing for immediate death. If Bev hesitates speaking something she thinks out loud, you know you’re in for a statement that’s going to knock you on your ass. “I know you know that it’s no secret you don’t have the best relationship with your mom and pops. And I know that most of this town puts that blame on you and judges you for it- but I ain’t most of this town. Alright?” Damn. Bev really knows how to read people like a fucking book.

“Thanks Bev, I know.” She shakes her head and goes back to cleaning the table she was at on the other side of the room. That’s my cue to go hide in the kitchen and maybe knock out some dishes. Hopefully, if I stay out of sight, Bev will keep me out of mind for the rest of my shift. Lord help me if Eddie doesn’t get here on time to switch me out for the night shift. It’s a Friday night so I know he’s going to be a little later because of Hellfire, but I really hope he’s going to have mercy on me since I can’t leave until he gets here. Eddie and I have gotten closer in the past year since I started working at the Hideout. He’s worked here as a dishwasher and bartender since his freshman year of high school in exchange for Bev letting his band, Corroded Coffin, play on Tuesday nights. He showed me the ropes, and we’ve been friends ever since. The rest of the band, and honestly Eddie too, were a bit hesitant to get close to me at first because of how popular I was in high school. While Steve gained the title of ‘King Steve,’ I acquired the title of ‘Princess Y/N.’ Thankfully, after spending a couple weeks working at the bar with Eddie, and even more weeks watching them play on Tuesday’s, their hesitation faded and we became a close little group- even consistently hanging out outside of the bar. But no matter how different I’ve clearly become since high school, Eddie keeps my nickname alive by calling me princess anytime he deems appropriate. At first, I knew he was doing it as an insult- because he wasn’t exactly me and my brother’s biggest fan when we were in school- even though he swears up and down he wasn’t, but now I think it’s kind of endearing and miss it when he doesn’t call me that, to be honest. I try not to think about what that means.

Forty-five minutes later, and Eddie is officially an hour late. And I am officially pissed. Hiding in the kitchen doing the dishes proved to be an unsuccessful plan, as almost immediately after I went in there, the group of the most misogynistic drunks in all of Hawkins showed up- outside of their regular times. Typically, they normally only come late at night after I get off- making them any of my other co-workers’ problem. Something about me takes them from resigned assholes to raging douchebags, so much so that all my other coworkers are aware of it without even needing to be told. Therefore, I had spent the past forty-five minutes getting drinks thrown back at me, insults screamed at me for the whole bar to hear, and being sexualized six ways to Sunday. Eddie was going to die when he finally decided to show up. Which just so happened to be when I was officially considering just walking out and leaving Bev to the wolves.

The back door leading into the kitchen slams open as Eddie rushes in, his apron half-hanging off of him from where he clearly just threw it on. He hurriedly tugs his long hair back into a low bun- leaving his bangs falling out in the front of his face. I throw the towel that I was using to wipe the beer I had thrown at me out of my apron and into the sink beside me, cross my arms, and cock my eyebrow at him. I don’t even need to say anything before he realizes he owes me an apology.

“Hey Princess, sorry I’m late. I swear I won’t do this again.” He totally will do this again- we both know that’s a lie. “The campaign took way longer than I thought, and Gareth took literally forever to decide what to do at one point, and then Jeff-”

“Eddie, shut up.” The use of his government name shut him up real quick. He wasn’t the only one out of the two of us that frequently uses a nickname to refer to the other. “I have literally been busting my ass for the past forty-five minutes waiting for you to show up. Dealing with the three little fucking piggies out there by myself because you know Bev goes up to the office to work the books at 5:45. And yeah I get that they normally don’t show up at 6pm on a Friday, but just because you didn’t know this shift has fucking sucked for me, doesn’t mean I can’t be mad at you for leaving me to attend to those douchebags every need by myself when you were technically supposed to be here.” Out of the corner of my eye I see the cook at the grill-top on the other end of the kitchen shake his head and turn back around to finish up a burger. Nosy asshole. I sigh, leaning back against the wall. The ache that’s been on the back-burner of my head the last three hours of my shift comes through in full force with the release of a little bit of my frustration. The floodgates open, and the brick that had been weighing down on my chest all day breaks down full force. My chest starts tightening, and my head starts to get heavier. Eddie takes my moment of silence as an invitation to walk up to me and pull me into a hug, resting his chin on top of my head and murmuring his apology. I wasn’t actually that mad at him, and I know he knew that, but I needed to get out of here now, before I thoroughly embarrass myself in front of one of our random coworkers. I mumble as much into Eddie’s chest.

“Eddie… I need some air.” I quickly pull back and start to bolt toward the door. He reaches down and keeps a gentle hold on my right hand.

“Okay, okay. I’ll come with you, just hold on a sec.” Not listening to a single thing he said, as much as I’m trying to, I continue my rushed exit, leading to him stumbling and falling over- dropping my hand- as he tries to get his apron off. The second I get out of the building, tears start to fall, and the shaking starts. I sat down on the ground, leaning up against the back wall of the bar, trying to calm my breathing. Once Eddie regains his balance, he follows me out, and sits next to me against the wall. He wastes no time pulling me back into his arms and beginning to rub my back. As much as Eddie genuinely does help me in moments of panic like this, with everything weighing on me today, it’s only getting worse. Nausea washes over me, and my sobs grow louder. Eddie’s hold never wavered.

This is what Eddie and I do. We comfort each other in moments of panic, whether it’s me upset or Eddie. I’ve never told him exactly what’s caused my issues, and he’s only told me bits and pieces of what causes his- like what happened with his dad in ‘83. Sometimes we talk more in depth about things after, whispering sweet nothings and reassurances to each other, but more often than not we just go curl up in his bed together, until the feelings fade or we have no choice but to get up and go deal with one of our respective obligations. We’ve never talked about what it means, but we both know the bond between us is something we don’t share with anyone else.

After about twenty minutes, my breathing begins to calm, and I feel myself starting to come back into my body- regaining some of my senses. I can feel Eddie’s hold around me, rubbing my back, and placing soft gentle kisses on the top of my head. I let myself relax into his hold for a couple more minutes before I force myself to stand. Eddie immediately follows, but I gently push him back as I step away. He puts his hands in his pockets, shifting back on his feet awkwardly. I decide one more hug won’t hurt and step forward- wrapping my arms around his waist and laying my head on his chest as he wraps his arms around my shoulders. I step back from him for the final time tonight. He reaches a hand up and swipes leftover tears off of my face. I clear my throat.

“Thanks rockstar.” His lips perk up into a soft smirk, and he brushes hair that fell lose out of my ponytail behind my ear.

“Anytime princess.” I clear my throat again and start the short walk towards my car.

“Alright, I’m finally out of here.”

“See you tomorrow?” he asks gently, as he pulls a cigarette out of his pocket and goes to light it in true Eddie fashion.

“Yeah Eds, see you tomorrow,” I respond, just as gently. I get into my car and sit there for a second, just taking deep breaths and watching Eddie finish his cigarette before he goes back into work- and inevitably gets yelled at by Bev for being so late. It’s now that I start to think about what the relationship I have with Eddie means. It’s not defined as anything other than friendship, and honestly, I couldn’t explain it to anyone if they asked, but I genuinely don’t know if that’s all I feel for him at this point. But I can’t let myself feel that way. Everything I care about this town chews up and spits back out at my feet. I can’t let myself get close to him. This shit has to stop, we need to just be friends. Because so help me god if anything happens to that boy, I would never forgive myself.

edited by: @applebeecat

[stone-stars]

❝  nothing’s gonna take you from my side.  ❞ for hardwon and moonshine if you feel so inclined !!

hi hi! sorry it's been so long, but i am still working through these! this is set the morning of the thiala fight, it was going to go differently and then I listened to ep 99 to refresh myself and got to the bit where moonshine casts foresight on hardwon and. aughg.

--

When Hardwon opens his eyes, the sun is peeking over the horizon. Beverly is snoring softly in the crook of his arm, Balnor snoring much louder next to him. Moonshine, nestled against his other side, is awake. Hardwon can tell, because Moonshine is always awake before him, and because she’s rolling a goodberry back and forth between two fingers, staring down at it. 

Faintly, he remembers her waking him up last night-- “Take care of yourself, okay? You’re very precious to me.” A kiss on the cheek. 

Precious. He can feel her magic lingering on him. It feels like her spores often do, a faint electric feeling dusting his skin. 

He tries to push himself up enough to see her face without disturbing the halflings. She stops moving the goodberry, looking up at him with a soft smile. “Hi, Hardwon,” she says, as warm as ever. 

“Morning,” he grunts. 

“There’s prolly more time to keep ‘trancin’’, if you wanted.” She closes her fist around the goodberry, resting it against his chest. “Sun’s barely rising.”

Hardwon wants to ask her if she’s okay. Everything seems fine-- she’s smiling up at him still, her voice is even, and there’s no sign that she was crying while the rest of them slept. If it wasn’t Moonshine, he wouldn’t be worried. But it is, and he is. 

He doesn’t ask, though. Instead, he yawns, using the motion of covering his mouth to squeeze her slightly against his side. “How long you been up?”

“A while,” Moonshine answers. “I guess I’m used to gettin’ up early to cook, even though it’s all tupperwared already. I tranced long enough to get my spells up after I woke ya earlier, and I’ve just been enjoying the one big bed since.”

Hardwon nods. “What uh--” he clears his throat, remembering the spell she’d cast on him before his night with Shivil. “What spell’d you cast on me? Is it like…?”

“It’s not Foresight,” Moonshine says, knowing him well enough. “It’ll keep the Angels away from you. Or at least make ‘em hate being around.” 

“Nice.”

“I thought I’d save Foresight for Bev,” Moonshine continues. She’s looking across Hardwon’s chest to where he’s still sleeping soundly. “I-- I thought that it’d do more for him. Your Boon will guide your hammer, but Bev’s wouldn’t exactly, so I figured he could use the help.”

Her voice is picking up pace, a nervousness that Hardwon so rarely hears from her. He slides his hand back down to rest on her shoulder, squeezing ever so slightly. 

“And I… well, I think you could do with gettin' hit less. I think we both know she’s gonna see you as a threat, ‘specially with the stuff we’re planning.” 

They’ve discussed strategy, some. Moonshine and Bev would make sure she couldn’t heal, make sure none of them fell for too long. Hardwon’s job was to swing his hammer until either Thiala broke, or he did. 

“Thanks, Moonshine,” Hardwon says, squeezing her shoulder a little harder. He’s thought more about what could happen in the fight than he’s admitted to Moonshine or Beverly. He’s Hardwon Surefoot, the oft dead, and this is the greatest threat they’ve ever faced. 

He doesn’t have to ask. He knows what Moonshine is afraid of. 

“You know,” he says. “I’m sure those birds will miss a lot anyway. But uh-- if they hit, it means I’m doing my job, you know.” 

“Hardwon.” There’s more heartbreak in Moonshine’s voice than Hardwon expected. “Your job isn’t to get hurt--”

“Nah. But it is to protect you ‘n Bev.” He looks out towards the slowly rising sun and thinks about what he’d promised himself when he took the Divine Heart. The love he’d promised to carry with him. “I don’t mind taking a few extra hits if it means you don’t. You’re precious to me too, Moonshine.”

He expects it to reassure her, at least a little. Instead, he sees her smile drop as she turns her face into his chest to hide it. “Mhm. I know,” she says. He feels her hand clench against his chest, around the goodberry. 

There’s a long beat of silence. They speak at the same time.

“Moonshine--”

“Hardwon.”

“Go ahead,” Hardwon says.

Moonshine is quiet for a moment. “It’s nothing.” 

He won’t let her face whatever she’s feeling alone, not this time. He squeezes her shoulder. “Tell me.” 

Moonshine sighs. “You might not mind, but I do.” She doesn’t turn her head from his chest. “Death is a beautiful part of life, I know that. But when it’s you, I… can’t be okay with it.”

Hardwon feels his chest tighten. “I never said I was okay with dying, Moonshine. Just with taking a few hits. I know you’ll have my back.” 

“And that’s supposed to make it okay?!” She does look up at him now, anger burning in her eyes. Her voice is loud enough that Beverly stirs against Hardwon’s side, and she continues at a lower, still angry, hiss. “I know that. Of course I know that. Bev and I would never-- we didn’t let Zalek take you from us, we didn’t let Scarlet Montgomery take you from us, we haven’t let anyone else we’ve fought even get that close, and we definitely won’t let Thiala. No one-- nothing is gonna take you from my side.” Hardwon feels juice from the goodberry drip onto his chest through her fingers. “That doesn’t mean I’m okay with people trying. That doesn’t mean you can say things like it’s better if you get hit. I don’t wanna watch you die again. That’s the whole point of the spell.” 

For a moment, Hardwon just stares back at her in shock. 

He thinks about holding Moonshine’s lifeless body, begging Death to take him instead. About how still she was. How empty. About watching Bev’s magic slowly bring the life back to her, too slowly, until the unnatural stillness was finally gone.

She’s not still now. He can feel her shaking slightly against him. She breathes heavily a few times, searching his eyes for something, and then looks away. Hardwon can’t tell if she found what she was looking for. 

“Sorry,” she says softly. “It’s a big day. Stress must be getting to me.” 

Hardwon is shaken from his shock. “No,” he says, just as soft. “No, I’m sorry. You’re right.”

“Hardwon, it’s fine--”

“If I take the hits, I don’t have to watch you take them,” Hardwon says. “Those few minutes when we fought Death and you--” he pulls her closer to him. “It felt like everything was ending. I promised myself the same thing. That I wouldn’t let anything take you away from me ever again.” He looks over at Bev and Balnor, still sleeping somehow. “You or them. I’m just a dumbass with a hammer. If you were gone, really gone, I wouldn’t be able to do anything.” 

He slides his hand down her arm, closing his fist around hers, forcing her to unclench her fingers. The juice from the crushed goodberry stains his hand, too. “I won’t break my promise. I won’t let her take you from me. But I also can’t make you a liar. So I promise, no matter what. I’m not going anywhere. Nothing’s gonna take me from your side, either.” 

Moonshine lets out a shaky breath. “Sorry.”

“For what? Caring about what happens to me?” Hardwon leans his head down to rest on top of hers. “‘til you‘n Bev, no one really did. So thanks, y’know. For getting mad at me, too. You can kick my ass if you think I’m being stupid.”

"Okay." He can hear the smile that cracks into Moonshine’s voice. “I’ll kick your ass when I need to, then.”

“That’s my girl. I know you will.” 

(Later, when they go off to fight for the fate of the world, Hardwon leaves behind a letter that starts with an apology for a broken promise. He swears to himself that he’ll do everything in his power to make sure she doesn’t have to read it.)

[aforeffective]

renee rapp x the outsiders thoughts:

- we all know in the kitchen is parry. even dan berry has said it. “strangers to lovers to enemies” it’s them

- the very end of poison poison is so bev coded. like someone slightly wrongs her and she’s literally there being like “youre the worst bitch on the earth, i hate you and your guts, i think you should shut the fuck up and die. you get on my nerves, fuck you you dumb bitch, fuck you fuck you fuck you”

- gemini moon as martrip with marcia feeling guilty that she doesn’t feel as into the relationship as she thinks she should be “you’re so fucking perfect, how come i’m not feeling more?” “yesterday was heaven now im bored” and “i bet you’re sick of it, believe me so am i”

- i have multiple thoughts about snow angel. my leading is the song as darry, ie “i’ll make it through the winter if it kills me, i can make it faster if i hurry. i’ll angel in the snow until im worthy but if it kills me, i tried” trying to just get through the winter after his parents died. and then also i see the ending (“i met a boy, he broke my heart. i blame him cause it’s easier but i still look for him in her. the seasons change, addiction’s strange, i loved back then what i hate today. i wish i went a different way but if i went back, i would do the same”) as both paul and darry attempting to move on from their relationship (whether platonic or romantic) and find someone who they can be as open with as they were each other

- so what now is marbit where marcia leaves tulsa and comes back to visit. like literally marcia who doesn’t quite know where her and two-bit are standing so she’s like “so what now? should we talk? if we run into each other on the street, should i keep walking? so what now do you tell your friends? that things ended well, that i’m overdramatic, it was chill? do you lie and say you don’t wanna see me again? cause i do it too” also the “if i miss your calls im gonna cry” is so marcia (we’re going to ignore the fact that in the song, it’s the other person that left town)

- pretty girls as ace going out and having girl’s show interest in her but it’s actually just them using her for their own exploring

- tummy hurts reminds me a bit of martrip but mainly it reminds me of an au where bob survives but him and cherry still end up breaking up and this is kinda how cherry feels as he moves on

- i wish as the curtis bros dealing with the grief of their parents’ deaths (bonus: think of it as pony trying to come to terms with his grief from his parents’ while johnny is in the hospital ie “stay a little longer, im not ready for you to go. it hasn’t even happened but i have been mourning since 10 years old” just pretend the age is different)

- willow is supposed to be about talking to and helping out your younger self but i think it really fits as darry trying to help out pony. like a pony who has grown up and left tulsa for college but he’s really struggling and darry (and soda but the song specifically reminds me of darry) takes a day off to go and visit him and help him out

- 23 is 100% darry grappling with the fact that he’s still basically a kid and he isn’t as grown up as he seems to be and how he really struggles with his identity “tomorrow i turn 23 and it feels like everyone hates me. so how old do you have to be to live so young and careless? my wish is that i cared less” (not to mention “thought i’d be ahead but im down by 5. im on fight or flight and i still can’t fly” like everyone thought he’d be the one to make it out and be successful and ‘be ahead’ but now he’s ‘behind’ because he had to give up his dreams for his brothers)

[honeytama]

thinkin about best friends to lovers movie night w/ matty d

goofy fluff n smut 18+ w fem!reader under the cut

i’m just thinkingggg like,,, watching YOUR favorite movies and rotting on the couch with him one night. ofc we know you’ve had to endure (you love it) watching lotr with him, but finally he agrees to watch your favs bc he’s your bestie (he’s in love with you)

it’s like the princess diaries and tangled and selena or smth, he says he “doesn’t think he’ll like them” pfft

now i’m thinking about crying in his arms watching selena no one touch me

anyway,,,,

you guys make popcorn and eat your favorite snacks and sip on caffeinated bevs.

he’s surprisingly well behaved, but he has to throw in some snarky comments about the plot/music/anything

“why doesn’t she just—,”

“matt, shut up”

“y/n, this song 🤢”

“MATT, SHUT UP”

for the first movie, maybe you’re on opposite sides of the couch and he gets to use the chaise because “he lives there” 🙄. but you just kind of attract to him, like a magnet, and by the middle of the 2nd movie your legs are propped up and intertwined with his

you’re used to touching each other. he likes to rub his feet on yours,,, and you kinda hate that it gives you body tingles.

he’ll also rests his hand on your bare thigh; he never realizes but he likes to tap his fingers on your skin while you wait for the next movie to load

or when he likes the beat to one of the songs

“i knew u liked the soundtrack :D”

“it’s just a habit,,, no one likes this! 😒” keeps tapping anyway

… 🤨

back to his hand on your thigh *ahem*

something you’ll never get used to is how sexually frustrated matt will make you feel. it HURTS

and you know that he knows he does it on purpose but he just never actually acts on it. he could’ve had you in his bed, anywhere really, SO LONG AGO

but tonight he’s insatiable, and he wants to be big spoon and cuddle w his hand under your shirt on your tummy,, he wants you with your legs in his lap and your arm around his neck,, he just wants your body as close as possible and it makes you dizzy and your cooch is on fire

…and his dick is hard,,,, you can’t help but notice the pressure under your calf as your legs are in his lap.

he *coughs* to cover up moans when you readjust yourself or reach over him to get popcorn so he can peek down your shirt

once he’s had enough of your teasing yes you do it on purpose…

“ok, that’s enough,” he says assertively. gives you that classic matt glare, “you are going to get on top of me or not?”

you practically scramble to straddle his thighs.

you get to kiss him for the very first time; his lips are plump, so soft, and salty from the popcorn. they taste so good. everything just feels right with his tongue in your mouth.

matt grips your hips and guides your heat over his cock, straining in his shorts. of course, you take the lead and grind down on him while making out with him feverishly

“take these off” he pulls at your bottoms

“matt, my movie ;-;”

“y/n, this is your one chance to ride me don’t ruin it for sleeping beauty”

“her name is rapunzel 🙄☝️”

— — —

I COULD SAY SO MUCH MORE SIGH

what’s ur fav movie u think matt would hate (actually love but would not admit)? 😚

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Sharing my sick outsiders hcs because I’m sick and projecting

Ponyboy: when he’s sick, he’s SICK and literally all he wants to do is curl up and lay there. In contrast to how he normally always wants Soda, when he’s sick all he wants is Darry to comfort him and make it go away. He just wants him nearby, even if he doesn’t need anything. He will sometimes even go to Darry’s room in the middle of the night and kinda stand there until Darry invites him into the bed.

Soda: I confidently believe that Soda lives in a constant state of sniffles so he normally just powers through then comes home and crashes. But, if he’s super sick, he’ll come home from work, drag a blanket out from his room and throw himself down on the couch with his head in Darry’s lap while Darry rubs his back. And because I believe that Soda hates soup, he will pick the worst possible foods to eat when he’s sick and Darry needs to dig around to find something that is better for his throat that he likes.

Darry: Literally almost never sick but when he is it’s super bad, like he genuinely has Soda and Pony questioning if he needs a hospital. But normally, he just kinda lays in bed and Pony will bring him tea and Soda will convince him that he doesn’t need to worry about missing a couple shifts and that he and Pony are perfectly capable of making dinner (Pony is, soda is not). And at night, Soda and Pong will crawl into his bed and just hug him (yes, they get sick from this, and no, it will not stop them).

Two-Bit: An absolute baby when sick. All he wants is to be held. Sometimes his sister will come in a lay with him but usually it’s Marcia. He will call her, she’ll hear him sniffle and she’s immediately into caring girlfriend mode. She’s at his house in fifteen minutes with six types of tea, 18 packs of tissues, every kind of medicine imaginable, 14,000 water bottles, you name it. And he will literally make grabby hands until she gets in bed and cuddles with him.

Johnny: He used to stay out at the lot when he was sick until one time when Darry found him out there, felt he had a fever, and made him stay at the Curtis house. Now, that’s where he goes anytime he feels sick. And it’s not unusual for the Curtis brothers to come home and see Johnny sniffling on their couch while wrapped in a blanket. And the main thing that Johnny wants when he’s sick is his people showing they care. He loves when Darry makes him soup or when Ponyboy reads to him.

Marcia: Kind of similar to Johnny in that she loves knowing that people care. If she’s sick, Cherry will drop by with a homemade soup and her favorite tea, Brill and Bev would bring her some of his moms cooking, and Two-Bit would come by and just hold her. And yes, I’m confident that Marcia hated (and still hates) cold medicine and needs to be bribed to take it.

Cherry: This girl will try so hard to go through her day like normal if she’s sick, it got to a point where she was so tired she almost collapsed during her cheer practice and Bob took her home. When Cherry said she knew a side of Bob that was caring and sweet, yeah it came out so much when she was sick. He would do anything to make her feel better, she wants a certain food, he’s running to make it or get it, she wants to watch a movie, he’s already got it ready to play, she wants cuddles, his arms are wide open and waiting.

Bob: You thought Two-Bit was a baby when he’s sick? Yeah, bobs a bigger one. This man will literally start crying because of how bad he feels. It’s usually Cherry that takes care of him, but it’s not uncommon for Paul to drop by and help. They’re the only two people he trusts to see him like that and won’t judge him for it.

Paul: When Paul is sick, he will curl up in his room and wait it out. And when Paul is sick it’s normally for like a full week. He used to have Darry to come over and take care of him and make him feel better, but before Darry he did it himself, and after Darry he does it by himself. He thinks he’s a lot of work when sick and he doesn’t want to have to make one of his friends deal with that, so he’ll be shaking, coughing, and feel horrible in his warm bed in his silent house.

[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:

[shellkissed]

hii can i request two-bit x fem!reader (soc + bobs sister). her parents want her to find a boyfriend so they decide to have a party with the best soc families and their sons (paul, brill, chet, and trip). her parents have her dance with each one so she can try to get to know them. she isn’t interested in dating until she finds the right guy but she already has her eye on someone, someone she shouldn’t be with. two-bit. she ends up dancing with all the guys and they all tell her they aren’t interested either. (paul is dating darrel, brill is dating bev, chet is dating soda, and trip is dating marcia). she also tells them about two-bit and she finds out that the greasers + soc teens don’t hate each other, their parents do. her parents ask her after who she chose and she said she needs more time. one night her parents are out and she hears someone knocking on her window, two bit. he comes in and says paul said you were talking about him with the other socs and he wanted to get to know her. two bit stays over the rest of the night and they both get to know each other and two bit is rlly sweet with her. he tells her he wants to start something with her and she wants to also but she can’t be with him. they end up coming up with a plan with trip and marcia. trip and reader would act like they are dating in front of their families but away from them they are dating two and marcia. it ends up working for months and both couples are happy, but one day two and reader are in her room cuddling and her parents catch them together. she gets yelled at by her parents and two keeps apologizing and keeps saying it was his idea. bob is also there and is mad at his parents bc he’s protective of his sister. her parents tell her that she has to choose between them or two-bit. bob and two both think it’s ridiculous and two says they can say whatever they want about him but he refuses to let them talk about her like that. her parents kick her out and two is defending her and saying how could they do that to their own daughter. two and her leave and he comforts her back at his house and tells her this is your home now and he’s going to get a job so he can support her. bob ends up coming to twos house and says hes moving out bc he doesn’t want to be near them anymore and he’s always felt controlled by them. years pass and two and her are happy. the greaser and soc gangs are still friends and bob and reader talk often. two and her have 2 sweet kids and two has a good job so he can support his family. they never heard from her parents again but she doesn’t care bc she loves two bit and she loves her life with him.

so sorry this is so long i have a lot of detail and yk who this is lol

Author's Note: yay two-bit! I genuinely love two-bit he's my fav character because I can relate to him AND ponyboy so much

All For Us

Two-Bit Matthews x fem!soc reader

Your house always felt too big. Too clean. Too perfect. The night of the party was no different. You stood at the top of the staircase, your dress soft and delicate, your mother’s favorite pearls cold against your neck.

Down below, the house was full of Tulsa’s finest Soc families—their sons waiting, suited up, ready to impress. Paul. Brill. Chet. Trip. All of them boys your parents had hand-picked, hoping one might catch your eye, sweep you off your feet, and fit into their vision of your future.

But you weren’t interested. Not really. Not until you found the right one.

And you already had found the right one.

Someone who wasn’t even invited tonight.

Two-Bit Mathews.

The boy with the wild grin and a heart of gold. The boy who made you laugh when nobody else could. The boy who saw you—not Bob’s sister, not a Soc girl—just you.

But he was a greaser. And that meant he was off-limits.

Your parents made you dance with all of them that night. Paul twirled you gently, a polite smile on his face.

“You don’t want this, do you?” he asked softly, so only you could hear.

You blinked, surprised. “What?”

“I’m dating Darry Curtis,” he admitted, his grin turning a little mischievous. “I’m only here because our parents expect it. Don’t worry—I won’t tell if you won’t.”

Relief flooded through you. One down.

Brill was next. He smirked like he always did, but when it was just you and him, his voice was kind. “I’m seeing Bev. Don’t let our parents push you into somethin’ you don’t want.”

Chet grinned as he danced with you. “I’m with Sodapop. We’re all just playin’ along. Hang in there, sweetheart.”

And Trip? Your best friend since forever? He winked. “I’m with Marcia, you know that. Who’s the boy, huh? The one you do want?”

You hesitated… but then you told him. Two-Bit.

And that’s when the secret came out. The Soc guys? They didn’t hate the greasers. None of the teens did. It was all their parents, clinging to old grudges.

That night, when your parents asked which boy you’d chosen, you gave the only answer you could.

“I need more time.”

Weeks passed. And then, one quiet night when your parents were out, there was a soft knock at your window. You pushed the curtains aside and gasped.

Two-Bit.

He grinned up at you, balancing on the trellis. “Paul said you were talkin’ about me. Figured it was about time we got to know each other better.”

You helped him in, your heart racing. The night passed in a blur of laughter and whispered secrets. Two-Bit was sweeter than you’d even imagined—funny, sure, but kind, too. Protective. He held your hand and told you he wanted something real with you.

And you wanted it, too. But you were trapped. Or so it felt.

So you, Trip, and Marcia came up with a plan. You and Trip would pretend to date. That way, your parents would leave you alone. And behind closed doors, you and Two-Bit could be happy.

And it worked. For months.

Until the night your parents came home early and found you and Two-Bit curled up together in your room, his arm around you, both of you half-asleep from talking for hours.

The shouting started. Your mother’s shrill voice, your father’s deep fury. Two-Bit jumped up, trying to explain, trying to protect you.

“It was my idea,” he kept saying. “Don’t be mad at her. Be mad at me.”

But they didn’t listen. Bob stood by, his face pale with anger—but not at you. Not at Two-Bit. At them.

Your parents gave you an ultimatum.

“It’s him or us.”

Two-Bit’s jaw clenched. “Say what you want about me, but don’t you dare talk about her like that. She’s better than both of you put together.”

And when they kicked you out? When they told you to get out of their house?

Two-Bit didn’t even hesitate. He grabbed your hand, helped you pack what you could carry, and led you out into the night.

At the Mathews house, Two-Bit wrapped you in a blanket and kissed your forehead. “This is your home now,” he said. “I’m gonna get a job. A real one. I’ll take care of you, I swear.”

The next day, Bob showed up at the door with his suitcase.

“I’m done,” he said. “I don’t want anything to do with them anymore. They’ve been controlling me my whole life. I’m movin’ in here if you’ll have me.”

And of course, you did.

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You and Two-Bit built a life together. A good life. He worked hard—first at a garage, then at a body shop he eventually owned. You had two sweet kids who had their father’s smile and your eyes. Bob was still your best friend, always close by, helping with the kids, part of your family.

The Soc and greaser gangs stayed friends, proving the old grudges meant nothing.

And your parents? You never heard from them again. But you didn’t miss them. Not for a second.

Because you had Two-Bit. And he had you.

And every night, when he came home, kissed you, and scooped up your kids in his arms, you knew one thing for sure:

You’d chosen right.

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Author's Note: my boy two-bit

[reddje]

reddie fic where eddie is literally perpetually pissed and mean and just hates literally everyone and everything and richie is the new kid and immediately falls in love with him and he asks bev (who adopted richie into her friend group the second she saw him) who he is and bev is like “oh that’s eddie…. he’s kind of strange like he’s an asshole” and richie is like perfect i love him and just tries so hard to crack eddie’s exterior and eddie is so stubborn and genuinely like mean and richie just doesn’t get it and keeps going

someone write that down (i already did and i’m gonna write it stay tuned)

(this is getting a lot of attention after the fact so i wrote it go read it)

[flowers4matti]

i have a couple of silly headcanons

•Will doesn’t hate cats hes just not interested in them so of course they love him and strays tend to find him.

• Alana is a serial monogamous though her relationships are few and far between. She had a short term girlfriend in college but it didn’t last long because she was so focused on school

• Abigail was in band in middle school. She played the flute until her dad made her quit. She loved emo bands like Bring me to the horizon and My Chemical Romance.

• Hannibal has to have it nearly freezing to sleep at night.

•Bev rebelled heavily in her twenties after spending her life helping take care of her siblings. She got mixed up with some bad people and lost someone close to her. It made her want to do CSI so she could help families and the victims.

These are amazing, Anon! Thank you!

I would love to hear anymore you or anyone else has!

[closetnerd62]

I’m skipping around Gilmore girls rn to watch all the Rory and Jess scenes, then taking notes on them so I can write my au cuz I fear I’m insane, and I was curious what ur thoughts on the au were? What roles do you think different characters would play and things like that :)

YES!!! i’m SO EXCITED for this.

because i, like you, can’t go a single day without thinking about marbit, i do see them as rory and jess while trip is dean

now i imagine that the west side is kind of the west side as a whole so two isn’t necessarily new in town, just maybe it’s something like his mom is struggling to either support him financially, or just struggling to take care of him as well as his sister and so one of her clients that she used to be close friends with took him in. so like he can still go back to the east side during the day and have his gang but he lives on the west side

they meet at a similar dinner party type of thing, although i don’t think they’re bonding over books, i think it’s music. and instead of him writing notes in the margins for her, he takes a tape or something and creates a mixtape type of thing.

marcia and two keeps seeing each other around because the families are friends and he definitely does the sly flirting thing that jess does where he doesn’t outright flirt with her but there’s definitely some flirting going on

trip hates him for being a greaser and for talking to marcia, marcia keeps trying to play it off as being friends

if you wanted to use the basket lunch, you could keep it pretty similar to GG, i’d just make it a school fund raiser and you HAVE to keep the call about the fountain head scene but obviously make it about music

you can do what you’d like, i personally don’t really care much about the whole lorelei not liking jess plotline, so i would personally cut it, but if you did want to do it you could use bev as lorelei. idk something to think about

most of the studying plotline could be kept the same, it’s pretty straightforward. two would probably be sent back to his mothers as opposed to a different city entirely

marcia doesn’t see two for a few weeks, but then at prom or something he shows up, while she’s there with trip, she pulls him away, they kiss, the whole “don’t say anything” yada yada

okay that was just season two, i could make another thing for season 3, but if im honest idk if that’s how you’re supposed to do aus i wasn’t sure if i was supposed to put them in stars hollow or not i so sorry if this isn’t what you were looking for

@sondheim-girly

[sondheim-girly]

share ur brill headcanons… also do u think him and bev stay together?!

@to-know-how-it-ends and @walmartbrandwhatever also sent me asks about this and guys I got sick and didn’t have motivation for anything but I’m better now!! So here ya go!

-yes I think him and Bev stay together!

-In my mind theyre that bizarre couple that starts dating in middle school and then gets married after high school and stay together their entire lives

-his parents are away a lot or are always at work, and he bonds with Marcia over this

-this also makes his house basically the dedicated party house

-hes always hosting parties there, or just hosting his friends to hang out

-hes super protective over his friends

-in middle school some guys were bullying Marcia and he got them to stop by scaring them off

-he (like bev) however really believes in the “soc values” and he chooses that over his friends which is just. Gahhhh tragic

-mostly drinks from peer pressure, he doesn’t actually enjoy it that much, mostly cuz of the taste

-ballet dancer brill is so real to me you don’t understand

-he tells all his friends he only does it cuz it helps him be more athletic for football which is a fucking lie

-he’s super smart and actually kinda enjoys school

-he especially likes science and history

-he hates playing football, but all his friends play it so he feels like he has to

-Sergei really looks up to him and Brill sees him as a little brother

these are all my thoughts on him for now :)

[aforeffective]

omg so i love your brill x bev headcannons and i definitely feel like bev is extremely closed off when it comes to receiving care for things due to her home life (like when sick, injured, etc.) you should totally write some headcannons or a fic or smth about that, you absolutely don’t have to, i just thought of it loll

tysmm!!! your writing is awesome ily🫶

okay i’m gonna be so real. i’m writing this today but the rest of this has been in my drafts for weeks. i fully thought i had posted this until just now when i was going through my drafts and was like oh shit so that actually didn’t get posted

so yeah anyways enjoy sorry it’s been so long😭 you guys should send me more asks because i love answering them and i promise i don’t usually forget about them in my drafts for ages

thank you so much!! i'm gonna do some headcanons but i do love this idea so i may add this to my list of fic ideas for the future

i can see bev both being closed off and open about being sick, depending on the situation

like she'll complain but the second anyone acknowledges it, she's shutting it down

like sitting at the lunch table being like "ugh my head hurts" but the second anyone is like 'are you okay?' or offers her medicine or a ride home, she's like 'what? no shut up im fine, leave me alone'

and when she's like actually sick, she is not telling anyone

she will keep going until she can't anymore

she could feel like she's about to pass out and she is acting normal until brill has to tell her she needs to go home and rest and drink some water

so one time, she gets the flu and she is miserable BUT she will not admit that she doesn't feel good

but brill sees her at the start of the school day and literally just goes "you're kidding, right?" because it is SO obvious to him that she's sick and that she's barely standing

and she's like hmm i don't know what you mean so brill just wraps an arm around her shoulder and goes "come on, i'm bringing you home. you're sick" and she will not move so he is fully having to push/drag her

and she's dramatic so she's looking at the rest of her friends and being like "guys he's kidnapping me! i'm not sick! don't just stand there! do something!"

and the rest of them just know to look away and not acknowledge the situation because they know she needs to go home and they also know that if they acknowledge her but don't say anything to stop brill from bringing her home, she will be pissed at them

and although she hates being taken care of and she feels like a burden, once she finally relents and lets brill take care of her, she does love it cause she loves the reminder that brill loves her and wants to take care of her

and her boy is just so soft with her when she isn't feeling well (well he's always soft with her, but especially when she's sick)

brill's mom also takes care of her, which makes her very emotional because it's a reminder that her mom never cared enough to take care of her like that

and she will be staying at brill’s house the entire time she’s sick, even if she doesn’t want to (which she does), there’s no way brill or his parents are letting her leave

[cherrydipp]

CHERRY VALANCE HEADCANONS

- cried for days because she thought royale high shut down on roblox

- used to bake with her older brother , Richie, as a kid and would always make him put the cookie sheets into the oven out of fear of getting burnt.

- enjoys barrel racing at rodeos (this isn’t really a headcanon i think this is just something a lot of people forget is mentioned in the book)

- allergic to bees… the first time she got stung her face got really red and she looked like an airhead. it genuinely so bad she was bawling like a baby at the age of 13. now she’s DEATHLY afraid of them ong and all bugs.

- captain of the highschool cheer team! uses it as an excuse to stay away from her house and drunk father as long as possible. “Practice runs until eight tonight Momma, don’t worry though about picking me up — I can walk home,” and she ends up walking around town for a while until she’s tired and need to make her way back home.

- an expressive talker, especially with her tone of voice more than her hands. raising her voice and “hmm”ing to show she’s listening. also with her expressions, furrowing and raising her eyebrows to show how shes feeling, smiling or averting her eyes depending on the conversation topic.

- she owns a cat named Kitty (her parents let Richie and her name her when they were young). super fluffy with rustic fur and dark eyes. she HATES bob and bob hates her right back. the beef started after she bit one of the sleeves of bob’s shirts and her teeth left a hole. the passion is unmatched. cherry always gets mad at him whenever he insults Kitty because thats her BABY!1!!!1!1

“pfft…. stupid fucking cat 😒”

“i HEARD that bob 😡”

“nuh uh”

- the next thing you know Kitty swiped at him.

“CHERRY that THING HIT ME 🤬”

“nuh uh”

- the reason cherry snaps so sparsely/randomly at people is because of pent up anger she bottles in to seem stronger. to make herself believe that she is stronger. fake smiles and a night filled with her parents arguing leave her on her last nerve, causing her to shut down/dissociate in school as to not yell at any of her friends or break down sobbing in the middle of the cafeteria.

- bought bev, herself, and marcia matching friendship bracelets that she never takes off.

- is so stern about bob and the other socs drinking because she’s seen the way it affected her father. doesn’t tell anyone why she’s always yelling at bob for it, just says it’s “unhealthy” out of shame and embarrassment. she’s supposed to be the perfect west-side-soc girl, so why ruin that reputation? the only one who really knows is Marcia and now Ponyboy.

- her biggest shame… she has NEVER rode a bike nor learned

sorry if these are dookie idgaf about my writing when i’m mainly just yapping so…, some are old and some are NEW

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

I was thinking so much about Close By but it’s Martrip so here’s my reasoning why in yap form

“Hands touch but don’t intertwine

You took me for a nice guy

You know me better than them

You know me better than them

You keep a close eye”

Is Trip when he realizes that Marcia is willing to learn and understand him. She wants to. But he also knows that she keeps an eye on him to make sure he isn’t doing something stupid. She thinks he could be a really nice and sweet guy, so she gives him a chance.

“She’s just my type of pretty and she doesn’t give in too soon

Hard to get is so hard to come by these days

She won’t admit she adores me but she’s never so far away”

She doesn’t immediately agree to start dating him. She likes him but she wants to know him first. So they talk. They spend time just talking about their days and their families and their lives.

“Pretty little white lies

Keep you close by”

After they start dating, Trip finds himself beginning to lie to her. He tells her he’s just going to go over to Brill’s and they won’t do anything but in actuality, he’s going to get drunk with them and jump some greasers. But she doesn’t need to know that. What she doesn’t know can’t hurt her. So he starts lying even more.

“It’s the sun in her hair and the summer was brighter with her right”

That’s the summer they spend together. Trip thinks it’s amazing. She’s always with him, he can hold her close when they’re with their friends. They can tease each other and spend their time going on dates and just being together. There was one moment when they were walking back to her house, that he looked over at her and thought about how gorgeous she looked. The sun was shining off her smooth brown hair and her eyes were closed as she smiled. So he took her hand and squeezed it, then kissed her.

“And she opened me up

And she touched what was inside

She’s got her way she’s got her way”

He found himself always being seen by her, even when he didn’t want to be. Like the nights when he’d show up at her door with bruised knuckles and a bloody nose and she always knew it was because he was getting into fights. She wasn’t as vocal about it as Cherry, but she hated fights just as much. She hated that she made herself believe him when he said that some kid tried to jump him so he fought back. She hated that she cleaned him up as she ignored the alcohol on his breath.

“She got her way with me

I’m wrapped around her pretty little pinky finger”

The first time Trip said he loved her was after a fight. He showed up on her doorstep with a giant bouquet of flowers and told her he was sorry, the “I love you” just slipped out too. He knew it was true though, he’d known for a while. He was wrapped around her and he hung off of her every word and he lived for every touch.

“I like you close by

Pretty little white lies

I keep you close by

Close by”

He loved her. Really, he did. But it was hard to convince her of that after she was running away after they’d jumped a greaser in the park. He tried his best to come up with a little white lie to tell her about why they’d done it, but what could he say? He had no real reason beyond they were mad about Bob being killed and he was close by and a greaser, so they’d picked him. He glanced up as Bev pushed her cigarette into him and he saw Marcia’s face twist with fear and pain. Shit. It was getting harder to keep her close and this certainly wouldn’t help. So he made up some bullshit lie about the boy doing something earlier. She didn’t believe him. She didn’t even try to. It was when he truly felt her start to drift away.