#randy adderson

[curtis-brothers-hug]

The way greasers and socs both come from environments with high rates of child neglect, high rates of parents who are alcoholics and addicts, but it’s framed completely differently. Classy if you’re rich, but trashy if you’re poor, if you will.

Greaser parents are “negligent.” Soc parents can’t possibly be, because they provide their children with everything financially and materially. And if they don’t spend any time with their children, it’s in the classy, high society way: handing them off to nannies and housekeepers until they’re old enough to behave at dinner parties.

Greaser parents are “alcoholics” and “use drugs.” Soc parents are fathers with refined taste in expensive whiskey, and mothers who just need to “calm their nerves.”

Only greasers come from “broken homes.” Socs come from respectable marriages that stay pictures perfect through years of “your father is working late again.”

Greaser homes are loud and small and cramped, run down and broken and in disrepair. Soc homes are sprawling mausoleums of refined, polite silence, filled with perfectly displayed, expensive items that children aren’t allowed to touch.

[sodapopper]

Hi hello I’m just thinking about the time Ponyboy compared Bob & Randy to Soda & Steve and recognized that if Steve died, Soda would react the same way Randy did—lose the will to fight—whereas if Steve lost Soda, he would become angrier and fight even MORE.

[notthesodaa]

to the outsiders fandom

ohmygosh stop pretending that both sides weren’t at fault

bob didn’t need to die

stop infantilizing the greasers. stop infantilizing the socs.

neither side was right, there is no right and wrong. it is not black and white.

it is extremely morally gray, and that morally gray area is bob’s death.

[specific-dreamer]

two-bit x marcia x randy come home. come home to me. the kids miss you. i miss you

[dallasgallant]

New angle.

[bookishswordfish]

Finally got around to reading That Was Then, This Is Now, and you mean to tell me that Randy’s actually a hippie???? I mean, don’t get me wrong, every time I saw something saying Randy becomes a hippie, I thought it made sense 100%. I was merely under the impression that it was a headcanon, not something S.E. Hinton actually wrote

[silly-sausageat3am]

Here are most of my outsiders designs !!!!

I have more but could fit them all cried

[calix-amini]

tbh

tbh

[3lliana]

A little reminder cherry wouldn't have dated Bob if he was a horrible person, he was a teenager who was never told no. cherry said that Bob was a sweet person, was he an alcoholic? yes. did that probably stem from some sort of trauma, or event? also most likely yes.

[this-hopeless-war]

"you can't ever win you know that doesn't matter if you win us you'll still be where you were before the bottom and we'll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks"

Randy sounding almost mocking at the end because he's realized this whole cycle is useless and suddenly he really doesn't believe in it and his anger can't mask that anymore, Pony just listening cause he's known this his whole life and he's watching it hit someone on the "other side" suddenly neither of them is a "soc" or a "greaser" they're just two really hurt and confused kids who are seeing each other as such

[vinyl-lol]

Outsiders + TWTTIN designs!!!!

[jamesdeanbby]

OMG HIIII<33333

can u pls write sumthin for a bob sheldon (from the oustiders lolol) x a female greaser reader that is lowkey a female verion of dallas but much more chaotic and unhinged????

also a bit of friendly harassing from her (kinda like dallas w cherry in the drive in), cuz she's just a girl🤭

────۶ৎ i can't decide

a small blurb for bob sheldon meeting the twin spark of his thought worst enemy, dallas winston, and changing his mind on which greaser does he really hate the most.

warnings : swearing, dallas-with-cherry level harassment, canon typical classism.

ᐟᐟ ⟢ a/n: omfg this is my first request, and it's so good! i'm so exciteddd, i hope it turned out good😖

Bob Sheldon hated Dallas Winston. Everybody knew it, too obvious in the way they both clashed like feral hellhounds fighting for territory. A soc with a reputation in the west side that rivaled the one a greaser had in the east side, different sides of the same coin they were.

Or that was until you showed up.

Fresh out of the cooler from a petty crime —stealing from a shop, whoops! Meaner than mean, and with a bite worse than your bite. Twin flame to Dallas Winston's fiery spirit and twice as annoying.

As soon as you sneaked into the Drive-In, some shitty teen drama movie playing, and dared to slice the tires of his precious Mustang. Bob has had you in the shooting scope of the shotgun of his drunken rage.

There is not a night that goes by without Bob cursing on every leter of your name and insulting everything you've done back to your first breath.

Everybody knows that Bob Sheldon hates you. You're pretty much his friend group's main target, even if it never goes the way they plan it. You're never where they expect you to be when they come for you in a group, or maybe you are and they're too drunk to see properly in the dark. Either way, it's when it comes to one on one that you always appear with your switchblade reflecting the night light, looking for a fight.

"It's a bitch convincing people to like you" Bob grumbled into the neck of the bottle he was holding, lazyly lolling his head to the side to stare at Randy.

His best friend just hummed, clearly not as drunk as he was. "Pleasing everyone isn't like you" he noted, flatly.

"ughhh" he groaned, rolling his eyes exageratedly. "I can't decide whether she should live or die"

It didn't take a genius to know who he was talking about, he only seemed to have a mouth to spit on your name. That's when one of his friends seems to remember something, straightening his back against Bob's parked car. “Heard that greaser chick was back behind the alley again,” some Society boy slurs. “You know, her. That real freakshow with the Coke and the switchblade. Scared the piss outta Matty the other day.”

“Paul said th'brother of one of 'is friends got a real scare earlier-” Another one added. “Said she pulled a blade an' asked if he wanted a new haircut”

“She’s a bitch,” Bob said, wiping foam from his lip. “that's the- that's wha' she is, a fuckin' bitch”

But he kept drinking. More than what he had planned. Enough to tip himself just far enough into the dark. Enough to walk out of the bar when no one’s looking and follow the scent of smoke and burnt sugar to the alley behind the park.

The one he knew you frequented this day of the week at this time at night. He stumbled out of the bar around midnight, tie crooked, pupils blown wide. He didn't tell the boys where he’s going. Hell, he tells himself he’s just walking it off. But his boots find the alley behind the bar like magnets to iron.

And there you are.

Back to the wall, cigarette perched between your lips, hair messy and gorgeous like she’s just crawled out of some boy’s bed and left him crying in it. A Coke can in one hand. Switchblade in the other. The metal glints under the flickering alley light like a grin.

“Well, well…” you purred, blowing smoke through your nose, “look at what the cat dragged in, you lost pretty boy?”

Bob snarled, or tried to. “Don’ flatter yours’lf. I jus’ came to make sure you weren’ mugging one of m’guys.”

You chuckled loud. Obnoxious. Like he had just said the funniest joke you had heard all week —because you had. “Please, baby, your boys mug themselves when they see me.” You took a step forward. He didn't step back. He never does, and that’s the problem.

You're toe-to-toe now, your breath warm and sweet with cherry Coke and his own sour and bitter with beer and the shame he knows he'll feel tomorrow morning when the hang-over hits. Your switchblade flicks open with a click like a thunderclap in his ears, pupils dilating and focusing on the way the sharp blade caught the light.

“You drunk, Bobby?” you said, voice taking on a mocking cooing tone, as you taped the blade under his chin. Tilting his head up like he’s your little plaything. “Or just lookin’ to get gutted?”

His back was against the wall now, not even remembering when he stumbled back further into the depth of the alley. His breath hitched. “You wouldn’t.”

You leaned in, almost feline in the grace of your movements. You were in your element. “You know, I could throw you in the lake" you hummed, blade pressing harder against his adams apple as it bobbed after a nervous dry swallow. “or feed you poisoned birthday cake” you added. “I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone”

The blade traces down his jaw, flirts with his neck, slides just under the collar of his button-down like it’s undressing him. He’s shaking like a puppy and trying to act like he’s got wolf teeth.

“You think you scare me?” he growls, but it’s wet, like his throat forgot how to be mean. “I could bury you alive!" he huffed out, hands weakly fisting at his sides.

You grinned, wide and nasty. “Oh, but then I'd crawl out with a knife..” you cooed, the sharp tip of your blade slowly starting to put pressure on the underside of his chin. “and kill you while you're sleeping.”

You pressed the flat of the blade against his lips.

He never went so still so fast in his whole life. Not moving. Probably not even breathing.

“God, you’re such a spoiled little rich bitch,” you spat, “All that money, all that pride, and look at you now. Drunk in an alley, hoping I rough you up enough to feel something.”

He moaned—actually moaned—when you digged your fingers into his hair and yanked his head back. Though he'd probably deny it to his death.

“You’re disgusting,” he breathed, though his voice was cracked and whiny. He could deny it as much as he liked, lie to everyone he wanted, but both of you knew he was pretending to choke on your name every night when all he wanted was to be choked by you.

You laughed right in his face. “I should carve my name right here into your throat. Let everyone know you belong to me.” You whispered, hot and dangerous against his ear.

“Do it.” He groaned, loud. “I don’t care— do it.”

You paused. Just a second.

Just enough to drag the knife down to his collarbone, not breaking skin—not yet—but enough for his knees to buckle a little. “Look at you,” you hummed, low. dark. “You’d let me ruin you.”

Bob noded, dumb and drunk and dizzy, drunker on you than the liquor. “Yeah,” he slurred, “please.”

“I'll think about it, bobby-boy” You tapped the flat of your blade against his jaw. Tap. Tap.

And just like that, he was hooked on for another night. You knew that, He knew that.. He knew that you knew. And he'd come crawling back to you again, drunker than tonight, as soon as the sun set again.

[socslverr]

y’all think randy had a episode once bob died 🙁..

I just KNOW they had to force randy to leave once bob got stabbed 😓..

[johnnycakesswitch]

I wonder how many ppl realize that Randy’s last name is adderson not anderson 🫠

[mister-mickey]

Reverse au (socs and greasers reversed)

Cherry- greaser girl with a single father who’s pretty busy but cherishes her a lot. She’s able to befriend most people, but she gets harassed a lot because… she’s a girl. She kind of take pony’s role

Bob- greaser whose parents both work a lot, so they aren’t there for him to give him attention, so he’s an adrenaline junkie as well as an alcoholic. He works at the DX and is always drag racing people

Randy- greaser whose parents are way too strict. He’s got younger siblings and a job, his parents are always pressuring him to do more. He works at the DX with Bob and is usually the one to pull him away from fights (greaser Randy is less of a follower because he knows Bob is in more danger if he lets Bob do whatever)

Marcia- her parents both work as well, but her mom is around more. Her mom is kind of doped up and isn’t there for her. Her dad used to hurt her but ever since Cherrys dad let her stay at their house, she barely goes home and it’s stopped ever since Marcia got taller (aka able to defend herself better) she is dating Randy but honestly he’s just her friend. She feels bad about it.

Paul: Cherrys cousin on her mom’s side. He takes Darry’s role and is very protective of her as well. He wanted to go to college, but can’t obviously. He’s the leader of their gang, but he feels like he’s somehow betraying them by being in love with Darry. He’s Paul still, so he’s kind of arrogant and assumes he knows more than other people. He’s obsessed with “shortcuts” and “work smarter not harder” and often gets in trouble for this

Darry- Sox who is currently in college. He isn’t around a lot even though his parents are dead (soda and pony are left with a nanny who comes around three times a week to check on them and report to Darry. Darry also calls every day to check on them) he’s a likeable guy but he is still in love with Paul. He has romps with Tim sometimes but he’s very conflicted. He does LIKE Tim but Tim is far from Paul m. It doesn’t help that twobit gets wrapped up in this sometimes too. Darry’s head is about to split open sometimes.

Soda- Soc who didn’t drop out, but he’s still failing all his classes. This upsets Darry a lot, but soda could care less. He’s very popular and throws parties a lot, which makes Darry very upset. Soda doesn’t think college is important, but he also knows that he doesn’t get a choice and no matter how bad he does, he’s going to end up there. So he doesn’t try too hard and just has fun.

Pony- soc who is a smart cookie. Basically the same tbh, perhaps a bit less traumatized from the basic environment. He loves talking to greasers because Darry said not to.

Johnny- Sox who is still abused, it’s just hidden now. His parents actually care about public perception so they act like a loving family in public and at events. They both tell Johnny he sucks and isn’t good enough to be their only son. Johnny takes this to heart a lot and it makes him try harder at school (but it stresses him out so he does worse)

Dally- soc whose dad is a big time lawyer who doesn’t act like a father. Dally is left to run wild and jump greasers (he also gets with greaser girls sometimes because he’s not supposed to sully soc girls) dally is failing most of his classes but somehow gets a’s every semester (his dad pays the school) he’s besties with tim and they jump greasers together. They don’t have the same relationship as they do as greasers because i think it’s less acceptable for civilized boys to beat each other up like that. Instead they both were in the boxing team in highschool and made sure to stay in the same weight class lmfao

Steve- soc with absent single father, Steve has a car hobby. He’s got two cars and they’re both super expensive. The cars are his babies and his dad pays him a lot more when he upsets Steve now. Steve has one super nice car he drives his friends around in and one that he keeps in the garage and obsesses over. He likes to jump greasers but not with soda because sometimes soda feels bad about it 💔

Twobit- soc, his dad didn’t leave, he’s just always on business trips. His mother is a socialite who is always bragging about him, even if there’s nothing to brag about. He’s an alcoholic whose parents paid for him to not have to retake junior year. Despite this, he’s a fun guy and everyone likes him, even greasers. He’s very non discriminatory (and is lowkey in love with Darry) He helps his buddies if they get jumped but he won’t jump a greaser unless he has a reason (like a vendetta against one specific greaser who keeps exchanging eyes with Darry)

Tim- stepdad is also on business trips a lot, his mother is classy old money. His family has ties to the Italian mafia on his mother’s side. Tim (like Paul in the series) didn’t go to college and instead works for his father’s company and is already making a shit ton of money at 18. He likes to scare greaser girls and children. Sometimes he revs his engine super loud around greaser girls to make them shriek. He likes darry and romps around with him but he’s aware of the way Darry looks at Paul. He HATES Paul and tries to hit him with his car sometimes

Angela- most popular girl in school. She ruins relationships and makes girls insecure. She shoves cherry and Marcia around sometimes and bullies them in the locker room. She doesn’t actually have anything against them, she just has a lot of built up frustration inside. She’s still awful to them. She tried to steal Bob 😭 but he didn’t gaf about her and she got embarrassed

Curly- He’s always getting arrested but somehow has no criminal record. He likes to jump people ofc because he’s curly but nobody takes him seriously because he always jumps weak people. He knows he isn’t that scary. He struggles in school and his mom threatens to send him to boarding school when he pisses her off (this sets his straight for two days before he’s back on his bs)

Evie- pretty soc girl that is always wearing the newest and most expensive clothing. Incredibly spoiled but not a total jerk

Sylvia- soc girl that’s always with a new guy, usually bounces between Tim and dally. Her focus in this au is more along the lines of picking the best husband because her parents have basically groomed her into a trophy wife position

Buck- daddy’s boy. Very spoiled. His father runs a successful beer company and Buck holds an important position there. He’s Sylvia’s cousin like always and is trying to keep Dallas and Tim AWAY

Sandy- Soc girl that is incredibly eager to become a mother. She’s a typical “good Christian girl” and gen believes this is the best she can do

[twobitsblade]

what layer of hell am i sent to if i admit that, deep down, i’m in love with bob sheldon and his girlfriend randy? ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১