#he wasn’t meant to be a Soc and he wasn’t ditching everything to become one

[decentishoutsidersthoughts]

My personal hc is that Ponyboy and Soda and the rest of the gang even were actually pretty safe from being fucked with in general because you don’t mess with the people Darry loves. Like everybody is fully aware that Darry will knock their lights out if they touch his brothers (Somebody definetly had to learn this the hard way).

Maybe this is an unpopular opinion but I don’t think Darry would’ve harassed his brothers and the rest of the gang when hanging out with Paul and the others socs. I don’t think he would put himself in a situation where that could be a possibility and try really hard to avoid it.

[the-outsiders-blogg]

I’ve got a request. Maybe twobit forms a secret friendship with a really cool soc girl. They started talking because of a shared love for Mickey. One day he finds out she is being abused. that’s also why she would only met up with him at night, because her dad would throw her out for associating with ‘trash’. Or something like that idk

Thank you for the request babe! I love this concept sm 🤗

Different sides of the tracks (two bit x reader)

You and find a greaser that you get along with really well, but your dad isn’t too crazy about you running around with him.

You were at the drive in. You’d ditched your ride, he turned out to be an ass, so you decided to sit in one of the seats by yourself. You didn’t really mind being alone. You liked the quiet actually. It was refreshing, because things were pretty... hectic at home.

Just after you sat down, you heard a certain greaser making a scene with a few soc girls. Technically, you were a soc too, you just didn’t like to think the world was so black and white - socs and greasers. The greaser leaning into the nice, convertible corvette was Two Bit Mathews, a loud mouthed greaser with a good sense of humor. You thought so at least. You knew him from school, y’all had a few classes together, but you didn’t know much about him other than that.

You tried to ignore the complaining and squealing of the soc girls. Sometimes you hated how shallow soc girls could be, how they could complain about someone trying to make friends with them. Eventually you heard the soc girls tell Two Bit to get lost, and you heard his footsteps walk in your direction.

“Is this seat taken?” asked Two from behind you.

You looked up at him. “All yours.”

Two Bit sat down. He looked half surprised that he didn’t have to convince you to let him have the seat.

“Nice shirt,” you said looking at his t shirt with Mickey printed on the front of it.

“Well thanks,” said Two Bit. “You a big fan of Mickey?”

“Yeah, it’s tuff enough,” you said.

Two Bit grinned at your use of the word “tuff.” Socs didn’t usually say that.

“What brings you to the chair section of the drive in?” inquired Two.

You shrugged. “I wasn’t having a great time in the car section.”

Two Bit nodded knowingly. “It’s y/n, right?”

You nodded.

“I’m Two Bit,” he said reaching out his hand. “Nice to meet ya.”

You shook his hand. You usually didn’t shake hands with guys. You two watched the rest of the movie together and chatted about movie snacks, cars, and school. Eventually, Two brought up the elephant in the room.

“You know your pretty nice for a soc,” he said politely.

You smiled at him. You didn’t want to get into that whole ‘things aren’t that black and white thing,’ so you just said, “Thank you.”

Two walked out of the drive in with you, still cracking jokes and going on about how the plot of the movie.

“So, where are you headed after this?” he asked.

“Dunno. Gonna find somewhere to sleep.” you said with your eyes downcast.

“Not gonna sleep at your place?” asked Two.

You didn’t respond.

“Well, do you wanna come over to my friend’s house? They always let people crash there,” said Two Bit nicely.

You couldn’t tell if he was trying to get laid or actually offering you a place to sleep. You didn’t really care either, as long as it meant not going home. So you agreed to go with him.

The house he brought you to was smaller than you expected. You knew that things were different on this side of the neighborhood, but this house was just so run down. Maybe you just weren’t used to seeing houses like that.

“Who’s place is this?” you said, hesitating at the front door step.

“My friends, Sodapop, Pony, and Darry live here,” said Two holding the front door open. He opened it without unlocking it.

You scoffed. “Some friends you have,” you muttered before walking through the door.

The house was surprisingly well kept. The furniture was worn, but clean, and everything was organized neatly.

“Anyone home?” called Two Bit, looking into the kitchen.

“Yeah, I’m here, Darry’s here too,” said a voice from the kitchen.

“Hey Soda, Darry,” said Two, leading you into the kitchen. “This is y/n.”

You waved to them awkwardly. You weren’t expecting to meet anyone. They looked at you a little surprised; you were dressed like any other soc girl after all, but they didn’t say anything, they just greeted you politely.

“Nice to meet you,” said Sodapop. You didn’t know there were greasers that looked as nice as him.

“Y/n needs a place to stay tonight, is that alright?” asked Two.

“Yeah of course,” said Darry, cleaning some dishes.

You were surprised how willing they were to help someone they didn’t even know. Two Bit guided you to the living room again and turned on the TV. Funnily enough, Micky was on.

“Beer?” Two Bit asked.

You nodded with a polite smile. Two disappeared into the kitchen and came back with two cold beer bottles, handing one to you.

“Some hospitality,” you said popping open the beer bottle.

“Yeah. We’re more human than the socs make us out to be,” said Two Bit, half jokingly.

You grinned at him as you took off your jacket with your eyes still focused on the TV. You realized Two was looking at your shoulder. You looked back at him confused for a second, before realizing you had revealed a large, purple colored bruise.

“Never seen a bruise before?” you asked defensively.

“Not one that size. Especially on a pretty girl like you,” he retorted.

“Don’t go on about it,” you said, getting annoyed for the first time that night.

“Where’d you get that?” said Two Bit prying.

“I fell.”

Two was obviously unconvinced.

“My dad gave it to me, alright? Don’t go on about it,” you snapped.

Two was suddenly at an uncharacteristic loss for words. “Y/n, I’m so sorry I didn’t know,” he finally managed to get out.

“It’s fine, it’s nothing,” you said without expression.

“It’s really not,” said Two moving from the lounge chair to sit next to you on the couch.

You felt a lump growing in your throat. Of course you weren’t okay with it, but it had become your new normal. You didn’t think about it that often; but now you were talking about it.

“Y/n, if you ever need a place to stay again, just talk to me,” continued Two Bit.

You sighed tiredly. “Thank you, Two.” You looked at him with saddened eyes.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he said. “Can I wrap my arm around you?”

You nodded, closing your eyes to hold back tears. Two wrapped his arm around you like he said he would, and you leaned into his chest, letting out a small sob.

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s ok,” said Two Bit softly. “Everything's okay now.”

🥺🥺 WOW this one hits different. Sorry I got a bit carried away it’s pretty long. I might write another part on this one, send a request if you want a second part :)