#johnny cade core

[marciavalance]

they have the same vibe

[ramennoodlezzzao3]

I hate when the fandom shits on Ponyboy for being a little sassy and an "Unreliable" narrator. He's a teenager. It's quite literally established in the book that he sees stuff differently from everyone else. Get off your high-horse and actually acknowledged the fact that his perspective of everything is going to be drastically different but also brutally honest in its own way.

not to mention the fact that he's LITERALLY A FUCKING TEENAGER! HE'S A PERSON! HE'S GONNA HAVE HORMONES! HE'S GONNA ACT A LIL SASSY SOMETIMES.

GET. OVER. IT.

Because I guarantee you were just as bad/are as bad as he was. In fact, maybe a little worse.

It gets even WORSE when people start justifying the slap because they are hardcore Darry fans and think "Ponyboy deserved it"

I want everyone here to imagine being thirteen years old, going through puberty, and then losing your parents in a car crash.

Mind you, the book was set 8 months after the Curtis parents died, the wound is still healing and to say a grieving child DESERVED to be slapped in the face is absolutely preposterous and you might actually need to seek therapy.

[slvt4dillon]

GUYS GUYS GUYS

Edit: I’ve been proven wrong, but the post still stands

(Link to where I got lowk clocked by someone who knows what they’re talking about🥀)

So we all know that Dallas is a horse jockey for buck right? Well here is the description of one:

“A jockey is someone who rides horses in horse racing or steeplechase racing, primarily as a profession….. They must be light, typically around a weight of 100–120 lb. (45–55 kg), and physically fit. They are typically self-employed, and are paid a small fee from the horse trainer, whose colors they wear while competing in a race…”

(from Wikipedia)

Which MEANS that

A. Dallas is skinny asl!!! Or at least a little scrawny.

B. HE MOST LIKELY HAD TO WEAR A STUPID ASS UNIFORM WITH COLORS BUCK MADE HIM WEAR

Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong, but he would look a little like this:

OR this (more modern ver.)

so yeah…..

[stayinggoldforpony]

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

[a2trid]

Johnny chooses to focus on the show and tune out whatever the hell is happening to Soda.

It changes from the girl to some cowboy with muscles and Johnny finds him pretty and gets what Two-Bit says about girls-

And he gets it from a guy.

He stops breathing and tunes everything out besides his thoughts and the feeling of eyes burning into him.

Or, Johnny realizes why he doesn’t find girls attractive and Darry helps him through a breakdown.

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That summary is ASS, I was high ass balls(I hold my breath near smokers)(derogatory)

If you read this, PLEASE PAY MIND TO THE TAGS!! IT WAS THE 60s!! WENT KINDA HARD ON THE INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA

Please read this thanks👍

Ps. Johnny having the realization might seem fast, but my realization was fast- and the panic attack might not be accurate for I have had only anxiety attacks that I had to calm myself down from

[raindrvq]

me after dallas gives me his jacket at the park

[cozbunny]

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

[alaskan-wallflower]

poor johnny gets horrible seasonal allergies, like as soon as spring hits he’s got a sore throat with a raspy voice, his nose gets all red and stuffy and he’s sneezing every five seconds, like it’s inevitable

[rinajjbp]

Crimson red paint on my lips

If a man talks shit then I owe him nothin’

I don’t regret it one bit, but he had it comin’ 🔪🩸

Johnny Cade core 😔

[seeebaa]

[rinajjbp]

JOHNNY CADE DUMP! 🫶🏽

With his birthday having passed I figured it was about time I showed him some proper love.

I love all the greasers. I really do. This fandom has truly developed their personalities so well. With every new headcanon I find myself growing more and more attached to each one of those miscreants, and it brings me such joy 😆

But something about lil ‘ol Johnny Cade has had me in a chokehold since the first time I ever read about him. I love everyone’s interpretations of him—and this may sound conceited—but I especially love mine.

I’ve been drawing him for a long time. In fact, I could probably draw him with my eyes closed. He’s been with me through the core developing stages of my art style. He is my comfort character. The one I will always come back to.

From his lil curls to each of his scars, this character will always have my heart.

(Sorry for getting all mushy on ya!)

Close ups below the fold.

[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.

[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.

[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!

[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,