#johnny cade core

[marciavalance]

they have the same vibe

[stayinggoldforpony]

How I feel when I show up to a stage combat class

[raindrvq]

me after dallas gives me his jacket at the park

[slvt4dillon]

No bc I reblogged this post earlier about dally being sick and how he would act but I can’t find it on my blog 💔

But here’s a lil fic on how I think it would go:

Dallas’s Sick Day

Warning: talk of being sick, talk of throwing up (not detailed), slightly suggestive comments, and cursing

Dallas feels sick but he doesn’t tell anybody, he usually never does. But leave it to Johnny to tell when someone doesn’t look/feel good. “Hey man, you don’t look so good”. And truth be told, Dallas didn’t feel too good either, he felt hungover, but he knew he didn’t drink last night. No matter what was wrong or what was happening, he still felt awful. “No man, I’m fine”. He felt dizzy and hot, even despite ditching his jacket, which he rarely does. Johnny knows that Dallas is too stubborn to do anything about being sick himself and he’s not gonna let Johnny make him do anything about it. So as a last resort, Johnny takes him to the mother of the gang, someone he knew would take care of Dally, Darry.

Johnny walked into the doorway of the Curtis house, Dallas stumbling behind him. Man, he did not feel good. “Hey, Dally’s being stubborn, can you help me out?” Johnny asked quietly, afraid Dallas will leave if he hears why they’re really there. Darry sighs, “alright, I’ll see what I can do, but I can’t guarantee anything”. They both turn and watch as Dallas stumbles over to their couch to watch cartoons on the tv.

Darry softly walks over to Dallas. “Hey buddy, you don’t look so hot” Dallas looked up at him, “yeah, you’re not the first to tell me that” he glares at Johnny, but only for a second as he returns back to the tv. Darry walks away into the bathroom for a few minutes. After some beating and banging around in the medicine cabinet, Darry emerges from the bathroom with some liquid cold medicine.

“Hey Dal, I want you to drink this, okay buddy?” He holds out the medicine cup towards Dallas. “Man, I don’t need no damn medicine!” Dallas says in a whiny tone. He then sees Johnny look at him with a pleading look, which made him feel bad. “Fine,” he says with a groan, “Cheers!” He holds up the medicine cup and drinks it, slamming it down on the coffee table after he swallowed it. He made a face after swallowing the awful medicine.

Dallas then started coughing and gagging, a result of the medicine. “Goddammit!” he chokes. “This stuff is awful!” “Well, it might be awful, but it’ll make you feel better” Darry said. “Whatever you say” returned Dally.

Darry returned to making his coffee after Dallas settled down, thinking, it is way too early for this. A few minutes later, he sees Dallas jump up and book it to the window of the living room and open it like a madman. Dally hung his head out the window as Darry ran over to see what was going on. “Now Dallas just what in the hell are you-” he hears coughing and gagging coming from Dallas. Johnny was already over by Dallas, patting his back and looking pale himself. “I think he threw up” Johnny said in a low voice, looking at Darry. Darry could tell Johnny was heading in Dally’s direction too. “Ok Johnny, you can go and sit down now.” Darry said in a gentle voice. Johnny did as told and went to go sit back on the floor.

As Dallas finished, he fell on his knees and he turned around. He curled himself up with his legs to his chest. He looked like he was gonna cry and his face was red but pale at the same time. “You poor thing” Darry said. This is possibly the worst he’s ever seen Dallas, and that’s saying something. “Come on,” Darry said, motioning for Dally to get up. Dally slowly got up, his world still slightly spinning around him.

As Dally wrapped his arm around Darry’s shoulders for support, he was guided to Soda’s room. After all, Soda didn’t sleep in there anymore since he started sleeping with Ponyboy, so Darry wasn’t too worried about it. It was more like a guest room anyway, but nobody knew that. If they did, there’s no telling what would be happening in the room. On second thought, Darry had a pretty good idea on what would happen.

As Darry guided Dallas to the bed, he pointed for him to sit down. Dallas weakly sat down on sodas bed, using his hands to prop himself up. “Now, take off that shirt, will ya?” Darry asked. Dallas’s shirt had some of his sick on it, not a lot, but still enough. Dallas reluctantly took off his shirt, he had felt freezing cold these last few minutes, wishing he hadn’t ditched his jacket before. Dallas threw his shirt on the ground as Darry asked, “do you want one of Sodas old shirts?” Dallas shook his head. No matter how cold he was, clothing made him uncomfortable when he slept. The only article of clothing he’d ever wear to bed is his underwear.

Dallas kicked off his shoes and started to lay back on the bed. “Now, I’m gonna go put this shirt in the wash, when I come back in here I better see you resting. I’ll put a trash can on your side of the bed just in case, understood?” Dallas nodded his head, and as soon as Darry left the room, Dallas started taking his jeans off and he threw them in the floor. He curled himself up under the covers and slowly drifted off to sleep. The next time Darry walked into the room, Dallas was fast asleep, Darry decided to wash Dally’s jeans too, since realistically they haven’t been washed in god knows how long.

When Dallas woke up, he saw his shirt and jeans neatly folded on the nightstand with a note on top saying:

“Had to go to work, if you need somebody,Johnny and probably Two are in the house. When you wake up it’ll probably be time for your second dose of medicine, so I set it beside your clothes.

Get better soon,

Darry”

Dallas smirked as he saw the medicine cup laying beside his clothes. He contemplated for a minute, Darry’s words in the back of his mind, “Well, it might be awful, but it’ll make you feel better”. “damn, this better be worth it” Dallas said. And with that, Dally threw back his head swallowed the medicine. It was still as awful as he remembered it. He still didn’t feel good, but he was hungry.

He walked into the kitchen and low and behold, Two-bit and Johnny were there, watching tv. Dally walked into the kitchen, looking for a snack. He seen ramen noodles and thought, perfect. He was looking for a bowl and heard a cat-call-like whistle behind him. Uh oh. “Look at that fine piece of ass!” Two-bit whooped. Dallas had forgotten he was only wearing boxers. “Oh, shut up, Two” Dallas slightly reddened with embarrassment. For everything he talked, Dallas was actually a little shy when it came to his body. Dally was glad his underwear was black, which is quite forgiving, or else Two-bit would probably be hooping and hollering about some of Dallas’s other body parts.

As his ramen was heating up, Dallas went on the hunt for some pajama pants in Sodas room because he wanted to watch tv while he ate his ramen, and he’ll be damned if Two-bit harassing him was gonna get in the way of that. Luckily, he found a pair. Soda and Dallas were about the same size anyway, so Dally just slid the pants on with no issues. He seemingly got done just in time for his ramen. Dallas fixed his ramen and went to go sit down with Two and Johnny. “Dang Dal, you must not have felt so good” Johnny said. Dally raised a brow. “Why?” “Well, it’s three o’ clock in the afternoon and you’ve been asleep since eight this morning.” “What?” Dally said in shock. He didn’t bother to look at the alarm clock in Soda’s room when he got up.

It was awful quiet in the Curtis house considering Ponyboy was gone (probably getting into trouble with curly) and Steve, Soda, and Darry were at work. Two-bit broke the silence. “Hey guys, don’t I sound like Woody the Woodpecker?” Before they could process what he said, Two-bit tried to impersonate Woody the Woodpecker’s laugh. “Sure, Two” Johnny said with uncertainty. Dally just laughed. That medicine made him a little tired, even though he had just gotten up. Dallas decided to embrace the fact that he was sick and he was supposed to be getting rest. In his defense, he still felt kinda lousy, so he went and laid back down and peacefully fell back asleep (not without taking off Soda’s pj pants, of course)…

If you read to the end, thank you! When I first started writing this out a little bit ago I didn’t expect it to be a whole fic lol. Sorry if anything is off, English is my first language. I was actually about to make an ao3 to publish this, but I had to wait for an invitation and I didn’t wanna do allat. Writing this was acc pretty fun!

[qprpbj]

i need someone to make johnny lives but is paralyzed/permanently disabled hcs with me bc i actually feel insane. or like modern au w johnny in a wheelchair. i need it more than i need air.

[socdarlings]

ment. of suicide i guess (?)

soft jally is great, johnny having a little crush on dally is great, but my favorite genre of jally of all time is dallas being so whipped for johnny and doing whatever he asks. he’ll do anything for him. literally fucking anything. he would kill for him, he would die for him, he would rather kill himself than hurt him. he’s the only person he hasn’t actively thought of harming, and thinking of harming him has him so sick and angry at himself for thinking such a thing

[cozbunny]

used the outsiders as a source for my ap lang exam the other day💪lets go gamers

[tenderlicksdaddy]

SPOILERS (kinda) FOR THE OUTSIDERS BOOK/MOVIE

I have a fun little storytime/core memory for you guys!

So, circa 2018, I was in 7th grade and we read The Outsiders and watched the movie. I loved the book and the movie and quickly grew an obsession with it, like I do all media I like.

(Sidenote: I cried during Johnny’s death in the book, and Dally’s death during the movie??? It was really confusing lol)

Anyways, back then I would write primarily on loose paper in my binder. I would write Outsiders fanfic and anime fics and everything else I liked, but during the time of this story I wrote some outsiders one-shots.

That day, I had to walk home from school because my mom was busy (or something) and for some reason I didn’t put my binder in my backpack so I was just holding it. (It was also very windy that day, so keep that in mind.)

When I got home I went looking through all the one-shots I had written and I was missing one… I didn’t know where it was. I checked my backpack, went through everything little spot in my binder; nothing. The next day I looked through the notebooks for all my classes in case I wrote it in there; still nothing.

So, I’m assuming what happened was when I was walking home, it flew out of my binder and that means it was free for anyone to pick up and read…

And to whoever read it… I sincerely apologize for the nightmare writing you had to read…

I don’t think I have the rest of them anymore, but if I find them, I will post them with no editing or anything, just to show you how bad it was.

And if I do find them and post them, I sincerely apologize

[deflated-leaf]

yes. and may i also propose:

Ponyboy is successful and goes to college (/You’re gonna go far/). Darry has some feelings about it. Of course, he’s so happy for his baby brother, but… The gang all know the rest of them are going to stay in Tulsa until they die (/We’ll all be here forever/). They all miss Johnny and Dallas and Mr. and Ms. Curtis. They should’ve been there to send Ponyboy off to New York or wherever the fuck his brilliant ass chose. I like to think this song is in Darry’s perspective, especially with the verses.

“So, pack up your car, put a hand on your heart Say whatever you feel, be wherever you are We ain't angry at you, love You're the greatest thing we've lost

The birds will still sing, your folks will still fight The boards will still creak, the leaves will still die We ain't angry at you, love We'll be waitin' for you, love

And we'll all be here forever And we'll all be here forever

You're gonna go far”

Guys it's literally them,,,,

/Medicate, meditate, swear your soul to Jesus/

/Throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason/

/Don't wanna drive another mile wonderin' if you're breathin'/

/So, won't you stay, won't you stay, won't you stay with me?/

The /Don't wanna drive another mile wonderin' if you're breathing/ literally fits with the gang when Pony and Johnny ran away AND when Darry got the phone call from Dally and they were running after him,,,,

aaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM SICK. ILL.

[seeebaa]

[shaggytwodope4u]

Curly Shepard headcannons!!

Curly Shepard

- never knows he words to any songs so when he hears a song he knows he'll just loudly mumble gibberish

- isn't dumb like everyone thinks he just Dosent care enough to try at school

- watched the karate kid on repeat as a kid (7 years old) and tried to copy all the moves to look 'tuff' and Angela walked in and made fun of him.

- (modern AU) would definitely vape in the middle of class when a teacher isn't looking (he got caught)

-(modern AU) would give 6 graders melatonin gunny's and tell them it's edibles and tell them it's a "CRAZY TRIP"

- hes Hispanic

- definitely liked alcohol a little to much

- Dosent actually like cigarettes just smokes them to 'look tuff'

- pieced his own ears

- he didn't even realize he was gay untill he was ranting to Angela about how annoying it is to date a girl because it's so much work and it's not even that enjoyable and she hit him with "are you sure your not just gay?"

- would unironically say to Tim "nobody understands me" (angst teenage boy core)

-is team drake (modern)

- (modern au) he sucks at driving and drives like a gta character and tried to teach ponyboy how to drive (they crashed and tim had to pick them up).

- has got into a fight with Johnny cade

[listofwhyyouloveher]

hiii, what and do you think the gangs phone wallpapers would be and would they possibly be reader?

Summary: The Outsider's phone wallpaper Warnings: modernized outsiders Author's Note: i've been waiting to do this ask for so long LMAO PONYBOY CURTIS Ponyboy is definetly the Gen alpha of the group so he probably has something dumb like freakbob. either that or something completely unrelated to anything like a random house he likes. he would totally make you his wallpaper if you were together! It would just be an awkward photo of you, something like when you were looking behind the camera rather than at it or not even looking at all.

example vv

JOHNNY CADE I am a Johnny cade phone doubter, I do not think this man owns a phone, maybe a flip phone if he's lucky. However, if he does he'll probably make his phone wallpaper something like the gang all hanging out together, or those silly things where its a description of himself (blood type, weight, eye and hair color etc.) incase he loses his memory. He would make you his wallpaper but it would be something probably without your face, like maybe if you gave him matching bracelets it would be of that example vv

SODAPOP CURTIS Sodapop will either have something completely dumb or very smart for his wallpaper. It could be one of those high quality images of space or the nerd emoji just really bad quality.

bonus, he never clears his notifications and likes to look at them and pretend he's super popular even though half of them are of Darry asking him where he is. He would make you his wallpaper, it would totally be a candid of you two goofing off together. example vv

STEVE RANDLE I think Steve would never have a serious photo as his wallpaper, UNLESS it's of him at the gym. (im so sorry.) It one of those photos that he uses everytime he gets a 'wdyll' text, he's so proud of that photo. Or it's one of those lobotomy core slideshows that he crudely screenshotted and made his wallpaper LMAO if he puts you in his wallpaper, he makes sure he looks cool. If he likes how he looks in the photo, you're good. example vv

TWO BIT MATHEWS ok forgive me for this one guys but Two Bit's phone wallpaper is obviously those ai generated images of Mickey Mouse where they make him have face tattoos, grillz, cigars, hellcats etc. he loves it so much that he uses ai to make multiple ones every now and then to get new wallpapers LOLL if you're in his wallpaper it's going to be a funny pic, something goofy or when he catches you off guard. example vv

BONUS: it's one of those awkward jc penny photos LMAO he would LIVE for those example vv

DARRY CURTIS Darry is the grandma, and for that reason, he probably 1) has a phone but rarely uses it, 2) doesn't have a phone, or 3) has an ipad. His wallpaper is either the gang or it's of some motivational quote against a very pretty sunset. or it's just the basic wallpaper that came with the phone. he'll always want you on his wallpaper (once he learns its a thing that couples do), he'll choose the best photo of you he has. It is a good photo but its just you looking straight at the camera and although he can look at it all day, the rest of the guys pretend to have staring contests with you on the wallpaper. example vv

DALLAS WINSTON say it with me now, dallas winston can not afford a phone and the phone plan!!!!!! dallas winston is a BROKIE. he is a BROKIE!!! and even if he did have a phone the screen would be so cracked that you wouldn't even be able to make out what the wallpaper was supposed to be. But if you could, it would probably be a photo he thinks is 'tuff', him with Buck smoking a cig against buck's car, dallas showing off his heater, a bunch of his belonging that he thinks are cool (rings, cigarette boxes, the heater and the st.christopher necklace) he would not put you on his wallpaper. NEVER. and im sorry to the dally girlies, i know how you feel because i am a dally girlie too </3. the only way i see you being on his wallpaper, is if you are in one of his 'tuff' photos, or your hand accidentally brushed the counter he set his things to take a photo of them. example vv

i found all the photos on pinterest and although i sincerely hope this doesnt affect my pinterest fyp LMAO none of the photos were used to hate or bash on anyones looks, every one here is super pretty and i am going to marry them,

[lizzy019]

Not a request but just the thought of johnny getting so pussy drunk over reader 🤭 like he's just really stressed and at the end of the day all he wants is to makeout with her cunt 🥺

sorry im so normal about johnny cade🫡

~~~~~~~~~ 18+ ~~~~~~~~~~🌿~~~~~~~~~~ 18+ ~~~~~~~~~~~

It was agonizingly blissful.

Your vision had gone foggy from how many times your orgasms were pulled from your dripping cunt, orgasm after orgasm, and Johnny just kept his head between your thighs.

It had your fists balling the sheets on your shared bed, your thighs trembling as Johnny messily slurped up the thick juices you oozed so carelessly out for him. He was gone, too engulfed in the tangy taste of your lovely core that he was simply going mad.

It had gone from sweet kisses and little teases to a full blown make out session and "good food" for Johnny, as he called it.

Your vision had become unreliable, flashing whites and grays as you tried to grasp onto what little reality you were clinging to. The tightness of your walls was starting to get sore and tender, but Johnny kept milking you for all you were worth.

"Johnny! Jo- Johnny, wait, please!" You cried out from both a burning pain but an urging pleasure. You couldn't figure out what you wanted, but it wasn't like Johnny even heard you.

The messy noises on your leaking cunt drooling into his mouth was simple vile and disgusting, but neither of you did anything to cease the situation. Why would you? It was like heaven in Earth.

"Ohh baby! Stop, stop! Gonna cum again.. fuck!" You mewled helplessly, thrashing and writhing from overstimulation and pain in your abdomen.

Johnny was too far gone in his pleasure to even hear your cries and pleas, simply focusing on getting his fill of your sweet nectar so he could sleep peacefully. You'd have to repay him back, surely in the morning if he got his little morning wood.

The coil in your lower abdomen tightened and tightened until it no longer could, and you found yourself humping his face a few more times until everything tumbled apart as your orgasm lifted you away to cloud nine.

The juice of your arousal was now dried onto his lips, the tangy taste etched into the thin folds of his lips' skin while he managed to somehow fall asleep using your inner thigh as a pillow.

You climbed back down from your high, panting for air when you realized that, finally, it was over.

But you couldn't help a chuckle escape you when you saw Johnny drooling himself to sleep between your thighs, his grip on your hips loose as he dreamed away.

You couldn't bring yourself to wake him.

[alittlebitofloveliness]

Johnny Cade and Steve Randle as Foils

Ok so the great thing about the Outsiders is how every character foils every other character in some way, but there is one glaringly obvious foiling is barely ever talked about and it drives me crazy because it’s brilliant. I’m talking of course, about the similarities between Johnny Cade and Steve Randle.

The brilliance of them as characters is that personality wise they’re almost complete opposites. Steve is cocky and self assured and has a bitter, occasionally cruel streak a mile wide. Johnny on the other hand, is unsure, quiet, and deeply kind. These differences are what people seem to focus on the most when discussing these characters, but as characters they’re actually INCREDIBLY similar.

Both of them are the members of the gang with the worst home lives, coming from downright abusive situations- yes, Dallas had a shit dad, but at the time of the book it’s established he’s living by himself at Buck’s, he’s made himself an adult and as such his home life doesn’t foil Johnny’s, not really. Steve on the other hand, still lives at home but gets kicked out every other week, and ends up crashing at the Curtis place or anywhere else he can find. His mother is deliberately never mentioned, leaving the audience to draw their own conclusions, but it’s clear Steve doesn’t have much of a relationship with her. Either she’s a doormat who doesn’t defend him when his dad is hollering or maybe even beating him around, or she isn’t around at all and she left him with his dad. Either way, Steve has an abusive father (EVEN if it isn’t physical it is DEFINITELY psychological and emotional) and a neglectful mother. We have even more backstory for Johnny whose mother is an emotionally abusive ‘selfish slob’ and whose father beats him viciously. Of all the gang, their backstories and home life are the most similar, and their characters have been shaped by it as a result. (The way Steve is sometimes vilified in this fandom for his very real responses to childhood trauma and abuse, while Johnny is universally pitied is a whole other essay so I’ll save if for another day.) 

Ponyboy even says as much early on in the book;

 “Johnny was high-strung anyway, a nervous wreck from getting belted every time he turned around and from hearing his parents fight all the time. Living in those conditions might have turned someone else rebellious and bitter; it was killing Johnny.”

Rebellious and bitter, huh? Sounds like Steve Randle to me. His presence in the book is to show what kids in Johnny’s situation but without Johnny’s kindness turn into. Yes, Dally foils him a bit in this regard too, but I think Steve is a better, more in your face example of it. Their are other pieces in the book too, that highlight Steve and Johnny’s similar upbringing and the effects it has had on them, without directly calling them out as foiling characters, such as the fact they’re the two members of the gang who Pony calls out as examples when he’s talking about starting smoking young (woohoo nicotine as a coping mechanism am I right?);

“Johnny had been smoking since he was nine; Steve started at eleven.”

Here, the linking of their names even in what Pony views as an innocuous thing- smoking isn’t a big deal to him- forces us as readers to think about why they started. Knowing that smoking is used by the greasers as a tool to help them calm down reminds us that at their core these characters aren’t so different, and they likely felt the need for nicotine to deal with horrible experiences Pony never had to. Ponyboy smokes a lot, and he started young too, but whatever his catalyst was, it wasn’t the same as Johnny or Steve’s.

Yet another attribute that links them as characters is their fierce independence. Johnny is young, and the gang is protective of him, but as his core he is incredibly self sufficient because he has to be. He finds himself places to sleep, is forced to provide himself with food, and prior to being jumped was fine walking by himself. Steve works for a living, and much like Johnny, he too has to find himself a place to sleep and food to eat on the nights where he isn’t safe to be at home. Both Steve and Johnny are also incredibly protective in their own ways, especially of their more ‘innocent’ best friends (Soda is less innocent than Pony by a long shot, but he is still used to a modicum of security that Steve isn’t.) Steve gets angry at Ponyboy on Soda’s behalf when he asks about Sandy, even though Pony had no way of knowing what happened. Johnny kills Bob for Pony and looks out for him a whole lot in the church, then later sacrifices himself when he pushes Pony out of the fire. To their buddies, their main ‘safe’ zones, both Steve and Johnny are ride or die.

Finally, an important scene that rounds out my analysis of them as foils, is when Dally dies and Steve breaks down crying. 

“Steve stumbled forward with a sob, but Soda caught him by the shoulders.”

Here we see Steve Randle pushed to his limit- and Steve’s breaking point leads to tears, whereas Johnny’s breaking point pushed him to kill Bob. There’s a subversion of their roles here, where the usually cold, bitter, hateful Steve shows a sensitive side, and quiet little Johnny Cade gets rough and cold. To me, this just shows once again, how they’re very similar characters, with similar trauma, that has simply shaped them differently and made them tough in different ways. Steve, with bravado, craving a fight all the time because he can’t fight the helplessness or the feelings of being stuck; Johnny, resigned to his lot in life and tough because of it, seeking out love when he knows he will never find it where he wants it; but at their cores the both of them are battered, lonely kids who were forced to grow up way too fast. 

[pumpkinsy0]

Yes I am the anon that asked for Two-Bit hurt/comfort BUT gonna go on a rant here and ask a penny for your thoughts on my VERY long rant:

Two-Bit and Darrel were childhood friends like most of the gang the difference being is that since they’re around the same age they’re more like Steve and soda. Close friends despite their bickering and unknowingly tied at the hip.But their relationships has shifted about three times in their lives.

The first was when Two-Bit first started high school. He didn’t really know anyone around, Soda and Johnny were still in eighth grade,Dallas and Steve didn’t have his classes, and Ponyboy was just starting seventh grade. But he remembered Darry, so imagine a young Two-bit going off to the football field to find him. Wide eyed and hopeful to just get into some good old trouble.Only to see him surrounded by soc’s, all patting him on the back. Darrel standing straight and tall, and talking the way they other soc’s do. In a way that’s surprisingly natural for a greaser.Only to see Two-Bit in the corner of his eye, trying to grab his attention. Two-Bit with a big old smile on his face waving at him. Only for Darrel to turn his back on him. Not in a harsh way, just in a subtle way to let him know things have changed. Darrel may be a greaser in name, but it’s clear at his core he’s meant to be a Soc. Meant for bigger things that Two-Bit could only dream of.Two-Bit sees that, and the next time he sees Darry he acts like nothing happened. After all, he knows his friend is destined for bigger things, much bigger than himself.

A few years go by and Two-Bit attaches himself more closely to people like Dallas Winston and Johnny Cade. Still acting like a proud greaser, being loud and causing trouble. Refusing to act like anything other than himself,while Darry is off being the Golden boy of Tulsa. The two are still friends, but neither acknowledges the rift now between them.

The second time their relationship shifts is when the Curtis parents pass on. Once destiny for bigger things, Darry acts more like a parent figure. Not only to Ponyboy and Soda but to the rest of the gang. His once sparkling blue eyes are now dimmed. His dreams of escaping this place are now gone. Two-bit sees this,and tries to help in his own way. It’s not successful of course, because while Two-bit is emotionally intelligent, he doesn’t know how to fix things the way that Darry seems too. He can’t seem to make Darry laugh anymore, much less smile. And anytime he tries, he’s met with harsh blue eyes and words that make his skin crawl slightly. Two-Bit doesn’t take it to heart, he never does. But the two go from being somewhat friendly, to estranged. They know everything about the other yet nothing at all. Even though Darry is just two years older than him, he feels decades more wiser and more responsible than Two-bit will ever be. Keith ‘two-bit’ Matthews, who’s still forever fifteen years old no matter how many birthdays pass him by.

The last and Final time it shifts is after Dallas and Johnny’s death. The house is quiet, much more quiet than it’s ever been. The gang went from seven people to now five. Steve doesn’t visit much unless Soda drags him over. Ponyboy spends most days either in his room or at the Shepards. And Darry? Well he’s always busy. Two-Bit is quiet in a way he usually isn’t. He spends most days with Ponyboy or Steve, yet unlike Steve he never sticks around anymore. His eyes once filled with carefree joy are now more solemn and more cautious than before. In his own way, he takes up Dallas’s role in looking after Ponyboy. Too scared that he’ll end up going cold the way Dallas did. He still drinks of course, except booze becomes more like medicine to him than a relaxer. And perhaps one night he has a bit too much, and stumbles onto the Curtis porch.

He spots someone on the porch, and it’s none other than Darry Curtis. His best friend, who was perhaps something more to him at one point, and is now a little less. The two lock eyes, and they mirror each other. Both now are older in ways they shouldn’t be, yet neither will say it out loud. Instead Darry makes room for Keith to sit beside him, and rather than cracking a joke, Two accepts. There’s so much they could say to each other but don’t. Because when you know someone for so long, you simply understand the unspoken. And perhaps this peace won’t last long, but that’s okay. Because at least just for right now, they’re ten years old again, and nothing but them matter in the world.

I deeply apologize for the long long shortish story!! 💀💀but…thoughts? And hoped you liked it!

i love long rants,,, im like a fly on food rn

OK SO heres my lil itty bitty additions

first part: yknow, i never see darry (at least at this point in time) as being one to b ASHAMED of being a greaser, but he doesnt necessarily embrace it like the others do either. i like to think that darry just,,,was and he was always pressured into fitting into either a greaser but he didnt want that, and the socs didnt want him either and greasers around didnt view darry as being so loyal either, tim even thought that to an extent as well. hell, darry isnt even really fully accepted in the gang bc hes older than them and just didnt “fit in” in general, and it never bothered him much, but two bit (and soda) were always the ones to pull him in!! i dont think he’d look at two bit to shoo him away, but maybe more of a “not now” kinda way, but as darry grew “closer” to the socs there was almost never a time for them, but two bit wouldve always been there for darry whenever he had the time, its like he was constantly waiting

second part: i think atp w the curtis parents dying, thats when two bit stopped waiting. he had a sinking feeling for a while but kept denying it and was pulling out for that one moment where everything would fall back into place. but it was specifically a few days after the funeral where two bit realized that hes just not gonna have that chance to connect they way they did before at all, bc darry spoke a full sentence for the first time in a long while and he sounded way older, like older than two bits own father when he left them behind, more serious too, and more out of reach, and two bit just gave up.

last part!!!: at this point, i think the reason why they clicked here is bc they finally understood each other. two bit just, grew up, he cant run from the things that hurt him with booze like a kid running to their mom, and darry understood his own faults and how much easier life can be if u just let go sometimes and after years they saw eye to eye again. like u said they dont say anything to each other, its been so long away from each other yet at the same time just right there, they dont have much to say, but they can just be in this moment together and that would suffice.

10000/10 loved this one anon im sobbing

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Hc’s of m!greaser being the shortest of the Curtis gang + Shepards?? M!greaser is roughly 16-17 and can fight rlly well, but he’s comically tiny. He’s like exactly 5’0 and has not grown an inch since the fifth grade, so he’s often lost in the middle of a rumble which makes the others kinda wonder “shit, is he dead??”

(He is not dead, just probably stuck in a 2-feet deep ditch somewhere)

LMAO LOVE THIS

Being short is so @positively-peachy-143-core!

You already know Two Bit has some remarks for him

Short but Deadly M!Greaser x The Gang + Tim Shepard

Ponyboy Curtis

-he teases you for a bit

-but whenever you want him to shut up he does it real quick

-he’s also a bit scared of you, more than Johnny is

- always the first to look for you in a rumble whenever you get lost

-he respects you a lot though

Johnny Cade

-he and pony are the two smallest besides you

-he tries not to tease you about it

-because he knows how it feels to be underestimated for your size

-and looks

-he respects you as a person

-and is, truth be told, a bit scared of you

Sodapop Curtis

-I mean he’s teasing you but in a loving way

-he probably introduces you to girls n stuff

-they love you tbh

-you guys would be such a good trio with Steve

Darry Curtis

-what a duo

-yall are both scary and real good in fights but the only thing is the size difference

-if you two are both in the same gang for a rumble I feel bad as shit for the other gang

-lethal I tell you

-he teases you, but also defends you if anyone else who doesn’t have a say is making fun of you (cough cough Curly cough cough)

-you both kicked Curlys ass 💀💅

Dallas Winston

-he also teases you ok everyone teases you it’s a fact of life

-but he’s secretly a bit scared of you

-would rather die before telling anyone but he’s actually pretty scared of tiny deadly things

-like if he ever saw any horror movies like Chucky? Mf would be screaming

-he pushes you around but never too much

-he doesn’t want the humiliation of getting his ass kicked

Two Bit Mathews

-do you know how many jokes this mf makes

-“Sorry, can you speak up? It’s hard to hear your from all the way down there!” Then cackling

-“You’re right. It’s insensitive to call you short. I apologize, my vertically challenged y/n.”

-“OH MY- oh, sorry, I thought you was my ma’s garden gnome.”

-“Yk, you’re a great guy, y/n. I really look up to you. Figuratively.”

-“Well what are you going to do, y/n?! Headbutt my stomach? Kick my shins?”

-you ended up kicking his balls hard

-that got him to shut up

-but he was still rolling around on the ground muttering “W-worth it!”

Steve Randle

-he teases you too, not as bad as two bit

-but you’re actually his favorite little guy

-and you’re tough as hell alright

-like he admires that despite you’re disadvantage you’re so good in fights

-calls you “big guy” 💀

Tim Shepard

-he’s the lest paused by your high surprisingly

-you kinda get to be his secret weapon

-I mean he respects any guy who can fight like you can at that height

Curly Shepard

-he made the mistake of underestimating you

-because of your height

-and came home all beat up and Tim asked what the hell happened

-and burst into laughter whenever all he could mutter was your name

-Tim was the one who told Curly not to mess with you but ofc he didn’t listen

-And I mean hey Curly kinda had it coming