#once i understand you’re freak better ponyboy

[specific-dreamer]

“can i read it ?” “..really?”

darry’s extending an olive branch here. he’s tryin to get back to where they were/tryin to get on pony’s level by engaging in something that pony enjoys. and clearly he understands the gravity of it but at the same time i don’t think he does.

because in every version i’ve heard, the way pony says “really?” it’s shell shocked. like he can’t believe darry is actually showing interest in his stuff. which isn’t to say that darry’s never shown interest, but from what we know, while pony and darry are foils (? i think that’s the right word correct me if i’m wrong) they have different interests

where pony likes to imagine things different and imagine what if and could haves, darry s straight forward hard facts kind of guy. so i’m pony’s eyes it’s really surprising that darry is interested in this story of pony’s.

at this point in the story, yeah pony already realized darry’s been working his ass off and cares alot more about pony than he’s previously thought, “really?” conveys a lot more than just “you really want to read it?”

it’s saying “you really want to? you really do care about me and still love me? even after everything? even after i messed things up so badly?”

but idk man i’m just yapping this could be a stretch

[callme-holly]

hiii! can u write headcannons for the greasers when you are on your period?

𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 [𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝.]

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - So sorry for my inconsistency when it comes to requests - I'm not working in any particular order but I will get to them all eventually! Anyway hope y'all enjoy and as always asks are still open for requests

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 901 words

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - none

Darry Curtis - 

Darry would be so caring towards you, oh my lord.

If you need something, you best believe he is going to get it for you, among many other things. 

If you’re suffering with bad cramps, he will gladly lay with you and hold you for as long as you need him to. 

If the boys are bugging you in any way, shape or form, he is telling them to lay off and keeping you as far away from them as possible. He knows how annoying they can be first hand and the last thing you need right now is them all up in your face. 

He will come home from work during his breaks just to check on you and make sure you have everything you need; heat pad, blankets, snacks, entertainment. 

Sodapop Curtis - 

Much like his brother, Soda is super caring and sweet. 

He will go out and buy you everything you could possibly need; chocolate, medicine, you name it, babe, he’s getting it for you. 

Will take hot baths and showers with you after work.��

This boy will cuddle with you all day if that was what you wanted, hell, he’d take the day off work just to spend time taking care of you. 

If you’ve got cramps, he feels super guilty. He hates seeing you in pain and hates knowing that he can’t help you even more. 

Strongly believes that kisses will “cure” you and will shower you with attention until you’re feeling slightly better. 

Ponyboy Curtis - 

Pony doesn’t know much about periods other than the fact that you can get pretty damn moody. 

He tries his hardest to understand what you’re going through, but eventually he freaks out and has to ask Darry for help. 

If you need him to get you something, he will go into the store with the full intention of buying only the items you requested only to panic and buy almost every single product he could find. 

If you’ve got bad cramps, he’ll do his best to make you feel better. He’ll do whatever you need him to do but, in the end, he’ll just lay down and read to you until you fall asleep. 

Johnny Cade - 

Johnny is the sweetest. 

He gets so concerned about you and hates seeing you in any sort of pain/discomfort. 

If you’re sad, he’s sad. 

You want him to get you something? Medicine, chocolate, blankets? No problem, sweetheart, just sit tight and he’ll get it in no time at all. 

If you’ve particularly irritable, he tends to stay out of the way for a little while. He doesn't wanna upset you and he also doesn’t wanna get yelled at by you. 

He’ll cuddle with you for ages. When I tell you he isn’t letting go until you do, I mean it. 

If you’ve got bad cramps, he’ll lay with you and rub your stomach until they pass. 

He’s also not opposed to running you a warm bath if that’s what helps you.

Dallas Winston - 

When I tell you this boy knows nothing about periods, I mean it. His knowledge is very limited; he knows you get pretty moody and that’s about it. 

He’ll try to stay out of your way the best he can because when you’re on your period you kind of scare him. 

Once you snapped at him for being a pain in the ass and he never tried to bug you again. Instead, he went to find the gang and was like “damn, women can be scary sometimes, man.” 

He definitely showers with you but for all the wrong reasons. 

If your cramps are particularly bad he’ll get you blankets and will sit with you until they pass.

Either that or he’ll panic and call Darry. He does not know how to deal with this shit. 

Is definitely the type of person to say “can’t you just hold it?” 

Steve Randle - 

He’ll either take you to work with him or take the day off so that you’re not alone. 

He’ll let you sit in his lap whilst he rubs your back and presses soft kisses to your lips and forehead.

He’s actually so sweet to you. 

Will gladly feed you chocolate cake (he might steal a few bites too). 

Much like Soda, he has no problem taking hot showers with you if that’s what helps you to relax.

He will bring back whatever you want from the DX, just ask him and he’ll get it for you. 

If your cramps are particularly bad, he’ll just hold you until they pass. His comforting skills aren’t the greatest but he tries his best and we love him for it <333

Two-Bit Mathews - 

He tries to stay out of your way if you’re particularly irritable. He learnt the hard way not to bug you when you’re on your period and he vowed never to tease you again. 

He’ll cuddle up with you on the couch and you two will just watch TV together. 

Much like Steve, he has no problem feeding you chocolate cake, although he might end up eating the vast majority of it. 

Will pepper your face with kisses, claiming that it’s the only cure to your discomfort. 

If your cramps are bad, he’ll get you a heat pack and will do anything in his will to make you feel better. It doesn’t matter how ridiculous your requests may be, he will do it for you. 

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬!!

[twdbegins]

Bookworm

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Simon x Fem! Doctor! Reader

Requested by: @birdieofloxley

Tags: Fluff

Word Count: 1.3k

“If nothing else, they’ll look nice on your pretty bookshelf.”

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‘Suddenly it wasn’t only a personal thing to me. I could picture hundreds of boys living on the wrong sides of cities, boys with black eyes who jumped at their own shadows.’

The room was quiet and still as your eyes scanned over the words on the page in front of you. The only noise that accompanied your reading was the occasional sound of a distant conversation down the hall or the shuffle of paper each time you turned the page.

‘Hundreds of boys who maybe watched sunsets and looked at the stars and ached for something better. I could see boys going down under street lights because they were mean and tough and hated the world, and it was too late to tell them there was still good in it...’

If it hadn’t been for the hand pushing your book down and out of your view, you easily could’ve finished the remainder of your book. Distracted by the sudden disturbance, your eyes flickered up to see a large, muscular frame grinning at you.

“Hello there.” Simon greeted.

A rush of heat and energy surged through you all at once. This was a rather unexpected visit.

“Hi,” You replied. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I’m sneaky that way,” He laughed. He turned his attention and looked at the book in your hands. “What’s my favorite bookworm reading this week?”

Favorite bookworm. You almost snorted out loud. You were the only bookworm around here. 

You marked the page you were on and handed him the battered novel. Needless to say, that book had seen better days. It was hard to find books in good condition nowadays. Most of them were torn, half burned, water logged, or just plain filthy. 

Simon took the book from you, a hearty chuckle sounding out from his chest when he read the title. He always teased you about your reading habits. You had loved to read since...well, you knew how to. 

He always joked about how each week you had a new book...or at least, sometimes it was a new book. His kidding antics were nothing new, and something you had grown used to as time went on. 

At first, it made you self conscious. It felt more like he was making fun of you than anything else. But as you got to know him better and understand him, you realized that his jokes and comments were with good intentions.

After all, he found your devotion to literature and intelligence very attractive.

“You’re still reading The Outsiders?” He questioned.

“Not still. I’m reading it again. I finished it, but the quantity of my book collection isn’t exactly that great.” You responded.

Not only was it hard to find books in good condition, it was hard to find books at all. Most bookstores and libraries had been lost with the initial fall of the world. If you were to find a book or two, it would likely be in someone’s abandoned home. 

Simon’s eyes narrowed slightly and he glanced to the side. The wheels in his head were turning. He was always thinking about something.

When he didn’t say anything, you spoke again.

“Did you need something, Simon?” You asked.

His eyes snapped back to you. 

“Oh, yeah,” He said remembering why he had interrupted you in the first place. “I don’t want to freak you out, but you do realize you missed the meeting earlier, right?”

Your heart sank into your stomach. It seemed that the storytelling of Ponyboy Curtis had sucked you in far enough to make you miss Negan’s weekly “executive staff” meeting. 

“I totally forgot. That’s the second one I’ve missed this month,” You admitted. “I had a break and I sat down with this and...” 

You didn’t even bother finishing your thought. You took the book back from him, tossing it on the kitchen table you were sitting at. 

Simon chuckled again, this time with full understanding of what had happened.

“The curse of a damn good book strikes again,” He proclaimed. “I wouldn’t worry about it too much. I told Negan you were up late last night working. Other than being a bit irritated, he seemed fine with that. You’re off the hook.”

The relief you felt was rushing. A mild scolding from Negan was a piece of cake compared to a real punishment. You were very touched that Simon was willing to fib on your behalf just to save you some trouble.

That was one of the perks of being friendly with the right-hand man.

“You didn’t have to do that...but thank you,” You said smiling brightly at him. “Did I miss anything important?”

His heart fluttered at your beaming smile and glittery eyes. He cleared his throat to redirect his focus before shaking his head.

“Not really. Just a group of us are going on a run tomorrow.” He recalled.

“There’s hardly anything at those meetings that pertain to me,” You stood up from the table. “I can’t understand why he wants me there.”

Simon shrugged with a grin.

“You’re one of his most important people. You are his one and only doctor after all. He likes his VIP members to be in the loop.” He said. 

“I guess so,” You scoffed. “Thanks again. You really saved me.”

He reached for your book, handing it back to you with a hum.

“Don’t mention it, babe,” He flirted. “Maybe next time put the Curtis brothers off to another time?” He suggested.

You rolled your eyes, another hard blush creeping onto your cheeks before you dashed out of the room.

“Yeah, sure.”

He laughed as you left the room, and his previous idea that he had been simmering on came back to his focus. He was thinking about the run tomorrow and where he would be going. 

And he had an idea.

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It wasn’t until the next night that you saw Simon again. 

You had just arrived to your room for the night. You hadn’t been there 30 minutes when there was a knock at your door. Curious the see who could possibly need you this late, you halted your bedtime routine and answered.

Your delight was greater than your surprise when you saw Simon standing at your door with a wide smile and glowing eyes. He looked tired, but his expression was vibrant as ever.

“Hi,” You tried to say as casually as possible. “I’m surprised you’re still up.”

“We just got back from the run,” He said. “I have something for you.”

That was when you noticed the box in his hands. The tattered cardboard box in his hold didn’t look impressive, but he was holding it as if it were a block of pure gold. 

You stepped aside to allow him to enter your room. In the back of your mind, you wished that you had cleaned the place up before you left that morning. In your defense, you hadn’t been expecting company. 

“Oh yeah? What’s in the box?”

He extended his arms, presenting the box to you as a gesture of invitation.

“Just a few things I found today that I thought you might like,” He proclaimed. “Hopefully you can put at least a few of these to good use.”

The box wasn’t too heavy. However, you noticed that the weight inside wasn’t evenly distributed. You tentatively opened the box, pushing the wings back to reveal something inside that really was like gold to you.

“No way,” You clamored. “I never thought I’d see so many books ever again!”

There were at least a dozen books inside the box. They ranged in size, thickness, and genre. There were autobiographies and graphic fiction novels and even a book of poems. 

Some of them were worn, but overall they were in good shape. 

“So you know the run we went on today? Well, I had an inkling that there might be some books left behind...I went through and picked up as many as I could find,” He explained. “I’m not sure what some of them are since a few are missing covers.”

You were shocked, overwhelming, and busting joy all at once. This was so much more than the books. It meant the world to you that he would go out of his way to find something you loved. Not to mention, a whole box full. 

There were a few timeless classics that you hadn’t read in ages, and a few that you had never heard of but were excited to try.

“I figured those would last you a few months at least,” He continued. “If nothing else, they’ll look nice on your pretty bookshelf.”

It occurred to you that you hadn’t said anything. Your eyes met his, and his gaze was swimming with anticipation for your reaction. 

“I don’t even know what to say,” You gawked. “Thank you so much.”

The smile had yet to leave his face. It felt so good to do something for you. He really liked you and admired how different you were from anyone he had ever known.

“You’re welcome,” He chirped. “Anything for you,”

Your heart swelled at his words. What did he mean by that?

Dozens of romantic novels had graced your eyes, mind, and imagination over the course of your life. You had read scenarios like this a thousand times. Could this really be one happening in real life? Right in front of you?

“You don’t understand how much this means to me.” You confessed. 

He took a step closer, his hand pushing your hair from your eyes.

“I think I’ve got a pretty good idea.” He purred.

Kissing him felt too easy, too tempting. You hadn’t been here very long. Simon was still, technically, a stranger to you. But in the last few months, knowing him felt like you had known him all your life.

Your hesitation didn’t go unnoticed. He pulled his hand back from your face, not daring to cross a line that would scare you off. He knew that he would get his chance sooner or later.

Although, the way that you looked at him almost made him melt into a puddle at your feet.

“Never thought you’d go out of your way for the Sanctuary’s nerdy reader.”

He shrugged, smiling proudly.

“What can I say? I admire women who dig Ernest Hemingway.”

With that, Simon left you to be with your new collection of reading material. But the truth was, you could barely even comprehend the words you were skimming over. 

You couldn’t get over it. It was such a personal, thoughtful act of care. If you didn’t know any better, you would’ve said that the proud right-hand man was falling for The Sanctuary’s only doctor.

And that was the best story you could imagine.

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Originally posted: June 6, 2020

Remastered: July 14, 2023

[imlostinsantacarla]

How do the gang (individually) react to a SO who's affectionate and supportive

heya hun! i’m so glad you’ve requested this, it was fun to write. i added tim and curly too bc they deserve some love also. i hope that you like what i came up with! - admin kat 🌙❣

HOW THE GANG REACT TO HAVING A S/O WHO’S AFFECTIONATE AND SUPPORTIVE:

Darry: doesn’t always seem like it but he doesn’t ever take your affection and support for granted, although he may come across as cold. he’s a tad bit overwhelmed when he comes home and you plaster yourself to him like glue, he can even appear irritated but he knows that you’re just showing you love him in the only way you know best. he just wishes that you’d give him a minute to get through the door and shower first before you latch onto him. nevertheless, darry is genuinely over the moon when you support him, his brothers and the gang. his hearts wells up like the grinch when he finds the meaning of christmas! it’s in the little things like when you patch steve and soda up after they’ve gotten into a fight with soc’s. helping ponyboy and johnnycake study on the living room floor. talking dal out of some real dumb shit. even by sitting at the kitchen table with him and sifting through all the bills. he turns into the biggest sucker ever when you do this stuff. all the little things you do never get’s overlooked by him. it definitely helps ease his stress knowing that his partner supports him no matter what.

Sodapop: genuinely loves you even more for both of these endearing qualities, if that’s even logically possible??? he loves that your affection and attention is on him 25/7 and when you give it to him... boii is like !!!!!!!!!!!!!! he just knows you love him so much and he’s so excited by it. your support really reinforces it all the more if i’m honest. soda actually balled once about you supporting him bc he opened up to you about a dream of his which was to open up an auto repair shop with steve and you were like “cool stuff man let’s do this!”. and he was believing you’d knock his head in like dar would, but he just was star struck with you. steve had to calm his ass tf down bc soda’s a gREASER AND GREASERS DON’T CRY IDK WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT!!! but yeah, he thinks he’s so dumb and stuff, but to have you support him and lift him up makes him unbelievably happy. 11/10 a happy boiii.

Ponyboy: totally gets all blushy when you get affectionate with him in front of others (namely the gang) bc they tease tf out of him. those boys never let him live shit down like that. it only makes you pinch his cheeks and wiggle his face in your hands and that’s when two-bit can’t stop laughing and has to tell the others. he’s a bit sour afterwards but there’s no hard feelings. boii is  s o f t  as hell for you and loves your affection and support. you never fail to brighten his day tbh. he wants your attention on him 25/8 like soda and becomes a pouty baby when you don’t give him it. and your support? *chef kiss* makes his whole world better bc despite the fact he’s not tough and all, but more sensitive, you’re there for him through it all. did i mention he get’s butterflies and his heart gallops- pls don’t shoot me it had to be said!

Steve: loves it even when he says he hates it. steve loves your hugs, kisses, the way you play with his hair when you cuddle, you name it. just not when the guys are around. gotta keep up the greaser image *finger guns*. you tend to show up at his work with lunch and he’s got complete heart eyes bc you’re all over him. there’s no way in hell soda lets him live that ish down lmaoo. you support him more emotionally and mentally though, which he’s so grateful for because things with his old man can get pretty bad at times and he needs someone like you to bring his big butt down to earth when he’s all high on anger and frustration. like, he’s super hurt when it comes to his dad, so he’ll be ranting and raving up a storm and you’re listening but bleary eyed bc he woke your ass up as 3 in the gODDAMN MORNING and he’s talking about how his life is so shit and you come out with “well i’m not going anywhere but if you don’t get into my bed and let me sleep i’m gonna beat your ass with my pillow”. he’s stunned? bc first of all, you’re a freaking pip squeak compared to him who can’t even hurt a fly, but there’s another part of him that’s taken aback bc you’ve literally opened up your world and door to him for anytime. would 10/10 recommend this joyful boi.

Two-bit: honestly, can’t seem to get enough of you, particularly your affection, but namely your support. it’s kinda a tie can’t you see?? he’s not even annoyed or abashed when you go heavy on the affection, even in front of the guys, if anything, he’s gloating about it and hanging off of you just as much, if not more! if anyone teases you guys or makes a comment he’s got some snazzy comeback, two’s riddled with them. i swear they fall from his mouth like casual small talk. kinda starts fist fights with steve a lot when he does bc our stevie-boi is a bit sensitive. he literally somehow falls in love with you even more bc you’re supporting him positively to cut down on his drinking, get on with his school work a little more, etc. like how can he possibly deserve this literal angel that is you? he probably cries when you’re not looking. i’m not even kidding. probs just bursts into tears and pony and johnny are like you ok mannn???

Johnny: blushes the most out of everyone when you give him affection, especially when anyone’s around. he’s such a happy smol bean and he just loves you with his whole heart and universe like omg! your support means the world to him, he’d cry and be so messed up without you. but you still make him cry nonetheless. but they’re happy tears, i promise!! like he’s so astounded bc you let him stay at your’s bc your parent’s understand the situation and let him come round whenever he wants. you make sure he’s well fed and get’s a good amount of sleep in a place that’s not the lot? you complete him. you make him see that he’s more than just some kid with a bad home in a bad neighborhood... he can be anything and anyone as long as you’re by his side. the little butterflies he get’s when he sees you- !!!

Dallas: not so happy about the affection part in front of others (unless he’s jealous and wants to prove to everyone you’re his) just bc it’s uncomfy for him and he ain’t used to it. but that’s not to say he doesn’t enjoy having you all over him! bc if it was up to him he’d have you all over him every second of every day if he could. ;) in private though he’ll gripe about how mushy you are, reluctantly leaning into your embrace or letting you kiss him. like you’ll want to cuddle or hold his hand and he’ll eventually relent, muttering about broads and stuff. he only makes it seem like he hates it but he actually loves it to pieces. and when you play with his hair??? mmmmmmmm boi is putty in your hands. but seriously, your support means a lot to dal, it shows that you’re loyal to him and if you’re loyal to him he’s loyal to you. like the way you show up at the cooler to visit him brings such a huge smile to his face. no broads done that for him before. treat dally with care bc this boii is sensitive. 12/10 a happy duck.

Tim: kinda iffy about the affection. he’s a tough son of a gun and can’t have everyone knowing he’s got a partner that hangs onto him like a fly does to honey. he loves it though, really, especially when people are looking at you in interest, it serves a purpose then. he’s also in love with when you do it to freak out curly. it honestly made him cry of laughter once bc curly was about to yack in a garbage can. fun times man... fun times. anyway... your support is super wonderful for him. you visit him in the cooler a lot when he goes in, which he didn’t expect bc most people he’s dated never did that or were too mad to even show up. but here you are. you also take care of curly and angela like your own, opening up your door to them and him. he’s got a soft spot for you okay? it’s especially so bc his home life is so bad with his step dad and mum chucking things left right and center, then everyone else joining on in. it’s a tiring place. if he looks back... he doesn’t know how in the hell he survived without you before you came along and wouldn’t know how to go on without you by his side to help. but tell no one that okay?  s o f t  b o i  v i b e s 

Curly: mad happy like. until someone fucking mentions it that is. then he’s all talk and trying to get you off him. you roll your eyes bc curly’s really more talk than action and most people know it. but nevertheless, he wants everyone to know you’re his so loves it when you hang onto him like a vice. he’s not really had much affection in his life, so it’s new but he can’t seem to get enough of it. deffo a happy puppy when he gets the affection and attention. and curly’s not all that smart either, but having your support helps him to see that he just see’s things differently from other people and that school isn’t everything. and that’s okay tbh. however, you don’t support his bad behavior but you also know that you can’t change him unless he wants to change himself. he’s only just starting to get these boundaries, just give him a chance. loves your cuddles bc he can fall asleep and he always has a tough time falling asleep bc he doesn’t feel like he can trust anyone other than his brother and sister. and now he’s got you. thank god! literally the sweetest chick ever

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[outsiders-are-gold]

Ponyboy Headcanons

this is for @johnnycade07 ❤️

How you met Ponyboy:

-You first met Ponyboy at school; you were a new kid

-your first English project is to find a poem and recite it to class and say what the poem means to you

-Of course we all know what Ponyboy picks

-I mean obviously

-but it just so happens that you like that poem too

-so basically you're both doing the same project on the poem without knowing

-The teacher tells you to go first and you recite the poem

- Ponyboy's MAD

-he's really angry and freaking out about what he'll do when he gets up there

-so the teacher calls on him and he refuses to get up

-but he knows the teacher will fail him if he doesn't go up there so he goes to the front of the class

-he stares at the floor and says really quietly

-"well I was going to do the same poem as (your name) but looks like that's gone"

-you turn bright red as Pony stares at you

-but Pony is smart and reads a lot so he just decides to recite another poem from memory and do a presentation on that instead

-it's great but Pony knows it would've been better if he recited his first choice

-after class you run up to Pony and try to apologize

-you're really sorry and he knows that

-you joke with him about having the best taste in poems

-he still a little mad though

-you ask pony if he wants to go get food and just talk and he agrees

-you guys become friends quickly after that

A date with Ponyboy:

-you're getting ready and you're all relaxed, happy, and excited

-but Ponyboy is freaking out he's going insane

-he's like "omg should I wear this or that" and "do I have enough money?!"

-he's also worrying about how many cigarettes he's had since he's so nervous

-Darry's never seen Pony so scared before it's kind of funny to him

-Soda helps Ponyboy calm down and pick out what to wear

-you arrive at the Curtis house a little early

-and you swear you can here Pony scream once you get there

-you walk in and Darry welcomes you and shares funny stories about Ponyboy

-Soda comes in all stressed out and says to you

-"this date better be good because I'm about to send that boy to the hospital"

-Pony says he heard that and punches Soda softly

-but by the look in his eyes you can tell he wants to murder Soda

-anyways you two are walking and it's really quiet

-both of you aren't saying anything

-Pony is having a melt down inside he thinks you're really pretty but doesn't know how to say that stuff

-"you look as good as the cover of the books I read" is what he blurts out

-haha he's really embarrassed now

-but you just laugh really hard and it's like music to his ears

-he immediately relaxes and you guys start talking A LOT

-favorite band, movie, book, etc.

-you guys grab something to eat then go and climb on a small hill

-Pony talks to you about his life and what his dreams and hopes are

-he loves that you're listening quietly and that you're really understanding

-you guys watch the sunset (I had to write it in okay) and just hug each other awwww

Your relationship with Pony:

-he's all about those deep conversations

-but so are you so you guys just spend hours talking about things you could never tell anyone else

-ever since Johnny died, if Pony is angry or frustrated he'll just run to you

-he's protective and wants everyone to know you're his and only his

-he's really happy to be around you he can be really moody but you're his cure for that

-sometimes after he has had a bad day or gotten into a fight, you know that he isn't okay

-you try to comfort him but he tells you to go away and that he wants to be alone

-you are hurt but you know he doesn't mean it

-so you let him cool down for a couple hours and then he'll hug you and try to apologize

-Pony loves just watching you

-literally you could be doing anything and he'll just watch you quietly because he loves the way you do everything idk it's so interesting to him

-he's silly and goofy around you

-I'm serious when you're around he's the miniature version of Two-Bit

-the gang thinks you're good for him and likes to tell you all the stuff he says about you

- or just really stupid Ponyboy moments

-Pony has probably written poems or short stories about you

-you're his biggest fan at his track meets

-you are constantly screaming and cheering and Pony looks at you and winks

-wowww he's a cutie

-after his track meets you run up to him and he tells you he's sweaty

-you really don't care and hug him anyways

-what a pure and innocent relationship

[simpcitybaby]

Don't cha know I'm in love

A/N: Okay so I have the song “Uptown Girl” stuck in my head so that’s kinda what this song is based off of, ya feel? Curly is such a fucking complex character and I wrote him my way.

PSA: That Was Then, This Is Now is on YouTube also I’m on mobile so this formatting is shitty, also I didn’t proof read

Word Count: 2703 words

Curly x Reader

Warnings: Idfk, swear words ig —————– Let’s Begin ——————- In the middle. That’s what you were. You weren’t a greaser nor a soc but you had friends in both categories. You were best friends with Sherri Valance and Angela Shepard, the three of you were unlikely friends. You were always caught hanging around with Ponyboy, Johnny, and the whole gang. Cherry would constantly invite you to hang out with her and Bob to which the answer was always no. Bob was a complete asshole and so were his friends. You met Angela’s brother Curly when you were 8, he wasn’t as bad back then but he always felt the need to upstage his older brother Tim. He would always tag along with you and Angela but you didn’t see him as much anymore since he was in and out of the reformatory for awhile. He managed to be released and today the Shepard gang was having a party for him which meant that you had the job of inviting your main greasers. You inched up the stairs of the Curtis residence and the door swung open, revealing Sodapop.

“You guys! Our little uptown girl is here!” You rolled your eyes at the nickname that he had given you so many years ago. Out of the gang, Soda was the easiest one to talk to when it came to boys and relationships. He was an absolute sweetheart but he’d get down and dirty if he needed to protect you or the boys.

“Maybe you should change the name to middle-class girl.” You poked your tongue out as you teased him. “Uptown girl has a better ring to it. It also sounds cool when we’re called the backstreet guys.” “You mean the Backstreet Boys?” “No (Y/N). Uptown girl is always looking for the backstreet guys.” You sighed before shaking your head, “It’d sound better if you said downtown boys.” You were met with the sound of a pencil scribbling across a piece of paper before hearing, “Ponyboy is going to write a song about you. Did you get that Pone?” Soda peeked over Pony’s shoulder as Pony read,

“Uptown girl, she’s been living in her uptown world, I bet she’s never had a backstreet guy, I bet her mama never told her why… That’s all I have for now.” The whole room filled with laughter when Johnny brought out a guitar and started playing some chords to go along with Pony’s new poem. “I came to invite you guys to the Shepards party tonight not to have a song written about me.” You laughed before Two-Bit piped up, “Are you excited to see your Romeo?” He was met with an eye roll and a quick, “he doesn’t like me that way.” “(Y/N), man. The boy has the hots for you.” A chorus of yups and who wouldn’t’s filled the air, causing you to blush.

Curly was stone cold and hardheaded. He never wanted to admit when he was wrong and he prided himself on the amount of arrests he’s had. He was never serious about relationships but he was always there for you. When you got a lead in the school musical he was the one who dragged Angela to go and see it. The whole time he was going on and on saying things like “what the fuck is this shit? Fucking stupid that’s what this is.” and “nobody actually does that in real life.” But he was lowkey enjoying himself and his smile widened once graced the stage with your presence. Curly even brought you flowers but reminded you, “don’t think too much about it. I just didn’t want you to be embarrassed about not getting any flowers.” You just smiled at him and reassured him that his bad boy image was still present and that you were thankful for his thoughtfulness even though you had several bouquets of flowers in your hands. On your birthday he had stolen a pearl necklace for you but quickly added, “You know I can’t afford to buy you pearls but I can steal some for you, so be fucking grateful.” Unbeknownst to you, his face lit up every time he saw you wearing the necklace.

Darry pulled you out of your thoughts when he said, “Don’t let them bother you. Just go home and get ready, we’ll pick you up say 8 o'clock and then head over to Buck’s.” On the way out you were met with Cherry’s smiling face, “I knew you’d be here! I want to help you get ready for the party.” She wiggled her brows suggestively before pulling you towards your house which sat directly in the middle of the South and East side. Sherri decided that she wasn’t going to go to the party because she didn’t want to be the reason that Bob started shit with the gang. So instead of being your wing-woman, she was going to dress you to the nines. ——————-Time Skip —————— Your body was clad in a yellow pinup dress while your feet were snug in your white vans. Your makeup was ideal and it accented your (E/C) eyes, making them glisten in the moonlight. Your stomach erupted into a flurry of butterflies as time ticked down. You were about to see Curly for the first time in months and you didn’t know what to expect. He always bragged to Angela that you were his better half but what if that changed? You wouldn’t be able to blend into the scene and hide from him since you were wearing a bright ass yellow dress but you wore it because Curly loved the color on you. If you had it your way he wouldn’t be in and out of the reformatory, he’d be home with you.

Meanwhile, Curly had dragged Angela into his room and said, “What the fuck do I wear, Angel?” Angela smirked at the nickname because she knew that she was anything but. “Since when were you worried about wearing the wrong thing?” “Since (Y/N) is fucking going to be there! Is that what you wanted to hear, you cold hearted bitch.” “Wear one of those nice button ups that you stole and some jeans. Oh! Also wear your jacket, not that you could forget it but bring it just in case she gets cold.” “Angela this isn’t a fucking movie and I’m not going to sling my jacket over her shoulders and be cold myself.” “You know you’d fucking do it you big softie. You really like her even though you wouldn’t say so. If you want a girl like that, you’ve gotta treat her right.” “Get out of my fucking room.” Angela exited as Curly threw himself on the bed, burying his head in his hands. He always went for broads but with you it was different. You couldn’t be classified in that category, you were too good for that label. He wanted to prove to you that he’s good enough and that he’s worth your time. You were his better half and maybe if you were around more he’d change his ways. Not fully of course but enough to stop going to the reformatory. “Ready to go, you little shit?” Tim’s head peaked into Curly’s room and with that, they left. ————- Bitch it’s party time ————– When you stepped outside of your front door you were met with the boys dressed fairly nice. “Shit, you guys look sexy.” You announced this as you guys started walking to Buck’s. “Don’t you look beautiful as ever, (Y/N).” Steve slung an arm over your shoulder as he said this, causing you to let out a snort while laughing. “Aren’t you something, Randle?” It was a fairly nice walk filled with banter and giggles but upon arriving at Buck’s you started to freak out.

All of the guys made their entrance while Dally stayed back with you. “Stop freaking out, man. You’re making me feel nauseous for you.” You glared at Dally and responded with, “Dallas, what if he’s changed? What if he doesn’t like me anymore? I should’ve stayed home.” You rambled on and on which led Dally to put his hand over your mouth. “Shut the fuck up already. You look like an angel among us all and if he doesn’t like you then he can go suck a dick. You can find someone better than him if he’s going to mess with your emotions. You’re a good kid and you’re gonna have fun, yadda yadda yadda. Let’s go fucking party now because this pep talk is over.” You smiled because you could tell that Dallas cared for you. The two of you walked in an were met with dim red lights and alcohol.

Out of everyone, Tim spotted you first. “Hey (Y/N)! Angela’s over there. Have a good time okay?” He ruffled your hair before pushing you in Angela’s direction. “FUCKING SHIT! MY BEST FRIEND LOOKS LIKE A GODDESS. I’M ABOUT READY TO DIE OVER HERE, YOU LOOK SO FINE.” You were met with an embrace and a whisper in your ear which said, “Bitch, Curly is over by the stairs leaning against the wall. He’s been waiting for you all night. If you were anyone else I wouldn’t let you talk to him but you’re you so go get your man.” She pulled away and stuck her tongue out before grinding on some dude. “How much money did someone pay you to wear that?” You yelled this over the music while walking towards Curly.

“Get lost broad, I’m waiting for someone.” The boy was glancing at the door, his eyes were looking at anything but you. How stupid is he? How did he miss you walking in if he’s been staring at the entrance all night. “Call me a broad one more time and I’ll punch your fucking teeth in.” Curly froze and slowly turned around before pulling you in by your waist. “I’ve missed you so fucking much, you don’t even understand.” “Curly, are you sniffing my hair?” He rose a brow and said, “Yeah. Problem?” You shook your head before gesturing towards his outfit. “You look nice! Why are you so dressed up?” If you looked close enough you could’ve sworn that he was blushing. “Just wanted to look presentable for a certain Uptown Girl.” He was met with a shove and giggles. “Curly Shepard got all dressed up for lil ol’ me?” “Shut up before I leave.” “You can’t leave, it’s your party.” “I’ll leave and I’ll take you with me.” “What’s stopping you?” Next thing you know you’re being dragged away from Buck’s and all the way to the alley down by the tracks. “As much as I like it here, I’m not looking for any confrontation tonight. Let’s go to the lot.”

You began pulling him in the direction of the lot before he said, “You make me want things that I can’t have.” Stopping dead in your tracks you turned to him and asked, “What are you thinking about?” “When ever I’m out of the reformatory I come to see you. It’s always been you. I scare away anyone who even has the thought of hitting on you because you make me feel things. I hate myself so much for these fucking feelings.” You walked closer towards him and urged him to go on.

“I should’ve told you that I felt this way a long time ago but I didn’t want to screw things up. You have everything going for you, (Y/N). You’re the Uptown girl and I don’t want to drag you down with me. The Shepard gang only gets worse with age and I don’t want to be the reason that you don’t succeed in life because damn it, you deserve so much more than this.” Curly sighed and ran a hand through his hair while his eyes became glassy.

“Curly Shepard. I am so in love with you that I want to throw up whenever I’m near you. You make me a good kind of nervous. You’re always there for me when I’m doing productions or feeling down. You have this whole, I hate the world, persona but with me you’re different. You just need someone to love you and show you that there’s still good in this world. I can be that person.” Your arms looped around his neck as he let out a nervous sigh. “I feel like I can’t breathe, (Y/N).” Your fingers danced across his face, tracing every single trait and then they played in his curls. “I can’t let you get mixed up with me. I can’t lose you. I can’t let you throw your life away for me. I can-”

Soft lips were met with another pair. Delicate and pillow like. He tasted like cigarettes and alcohol mixed with a bit of icing from the cake they had at the party. You tasted like chocolate covered strawberries and all things sweet. He couldn’t pull you in any closer but he damn well tried. You guys ran your fingers all over one another in the most passionate kiss there was. Although you initiated it, he deepened it and kissed you softly as though you could break. Both of you guys pulled away in a dire need for air after your tongues just battled for dominance. “I’m willing to help you better yourself if you’d let me. I don’t necessarily want to change you because I love who you are. But if you’re scared of dragging me down, we can build each other up together.” “I’d like that. So we’re in agreeance that you’re mine and I’m yours?” You nodded before leaning your head on his shoulder as you guys continued your walk to the lot.

You shivered a bit, swearing because you were going to bring your jacket but Cherry didn’t let you. “Here.” Curly slid off his near and dear leather jacket then proceeded to help you slide your arms through the sleeves. “Shit. I’ll have to thank Angela for this later.” He whispered it under his breath but you caught on putting two and two together. Angela and Cherry must’ve planned it out so that this moment would happen, you definitely had to thank them later. At the lot you guys stared at the stars and traced each other’s features. He stared at you with loving eyes as you fell asleep in his embrace.

Johnny and Ponyboy happened to be on their way to the lot and when they saw you two, Pony whipped out his notepad. “Why were you carrying that, Pone?” Johnny gestured towards the notepad and pencil “New song lyrics, man.” He scribbled before turning the notepad so that Johnny could read it. “She’ll see I’m not so tough Just because I’m in love with an uptown girl You know I’ve seen her in her uptown world She’s getting tired of her high class toys And all her presents from her uptown boys She’s got a choice” After seeing the lyrics, Johnny dragged Pony to the Curtis household in dire need of his guitar to put the lyrics to music. ~ Fin ~

Jk there’s a bonus part: “I swear to who ever the fuck is up there in the sky that if you hurt our little uptown girl, I will personally take care of you.” Dally had Curly’s shirt balled in his fist but was met with laughter. Right in Dally’s face, Curly said, “Hey Pony did you hear that? No? I could’ve sworn that I heard a little bitch!” “We’re serious man, we’ll hurt you.” Curly nodded and said, “I could never hurt that girl in a million years and if I did, you guys could personally kill me but make sure you let Angela get in on it.”