#s e hinton

[rockandrollsgroupie]

can you make me a darry curtis moodboard plek

“You’re living in a vacuum, Pony, and you’re going to have to cut it out. Johnny and Dallas were our buddies, too, but you don’t just stop living because you lose someone.” ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

[hellothereimaloser]

outsiders request? Sick Ponyboy and Darry and Soda caring for him? bonus points if you make ponyboy look really feverish and on the verge of tears

Lol do i get bonus points 🤩

[sleeplessgreaser]

I think this happened in the book actually

[only-lonely-star]

Maybe since u did NSFW Johnny hcs u could do NSFW dallas hcs as well? Love ur writing btw!!

Dating Dallas Winston NSFW Headcanons !! 💋

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I feel like Dallas is into anything aggressive. His pain tolerance is strangely high so during any intimate moment he’ll put himself to the test. He tries to see how much he can take whether it be something kinky as hell or how long he can last during actual intercourse. He’s just into more lustful and assertive touch since he’s not one to be a softie.

He lovessss to praise. Damn near every second the two of you are fucking he’s saying something dirty and complimenting you whether it be your body, how vocal you’re being, or just how good you feel. Honestly, I can picture one specific scenario where he’s got you bent over. His chest against your back, his head hovering beside yours, his voice low and sultry, “Doin’ so fuckin’ good… you’re doin’ great… yeah, just like that.”

He’s very experienced in general, being a bit of a manwhore… (this is nsfw dating hcs sooo 🌝) but it’s overall a not a completely bad thing. I have to admit, he’s probably the most ran through guy Tulsa has ever seen - BUT it just means he’s had trial and error. He knows what he likes and what he doesn’t. He knows how to give pleasure catered to your body type no matter what, but he also knows how to ensure he enjoys himself just as much. I just know he’s very experienced with his fingers - he doesn’t always have time for full-blown sex. Slight finger action would do it for the both of you, maybe even head.

He’s gotten into small yet heated arguments about being on top. This man will fight you to be the one in charge every time. He doesn't like to feel as if he’s below anyone, in a literal sense as well as mental. He wouldn’t abuse of the power he has while being the dominant participant, but he will call every shot. He decides what position, how things go, the pace - everything.

Dallas will make sure you finish. He’ll obviously not stop until he hits that peak, but if you don’t that’s whole different story. His ego tells him if you haven’t finished yet but he has - that you’re just stubborn. One the plus side, he isn’t complaining. Hell yeah - he’ll willingly have multiple orgasms until he’s aware you have at least had one. He’s not about to only please himself and not you.

I have a feeling Dallas would at least try to be all sweet and helpful as his way of aftercare. It doesn’t come natural to him so throughout his previous experiences he’s had to learn to keep his impulsive thoughts to himself and be gentle with you. He’d help clean you off, offer to shower together, and ‘cuddle’ - which was an arm around your shoulders in bed.

[gone-with-the-windrixville]

Feeling a little blah today, so I thought I’d post an artwork!

I get the feeling that Johnny is no good at suspenseful movies. I was thinking about Pony and Johnny sneaking into Psycho (or some alternative film) and him being a nervous wreck the whole time.

[bubblegumflavor]

♡Tulsa babes♡

[stew-skys-husband]

What's a line that keeps you up at night I'll go first: "I thought we lost you like we lost mom and dad."

[every-single-day]

YO S.E. HINTON IS SO FUNNY

[socgf]

i love their friendship so much but i can’t get over how in every single photo of them together she looks like she’s trying to figure out how to explode him in her mind

[nobeerreviews]

Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.

-- S. E. Hinton

(Roma)

[sodapopper]

I’m sorry but your headcanon that Darry is an avid reader is wrong. Darry and Ponyboy don’t bond over fiction. Darry doesn’t understand the point. Darry doesn’t like movies because he “thinks his life is enough without inspecting other people’s.” Ponyboy feels misunderstood because he loves poetry and literature while his brother exists on hard tangible reality.

However, I think we can find a compromise that suits both the headcanon and the character:

Darry is an avid reader—

of nonfiction.

[rockandrollsgroupie]

“I’ll tell you something, Ponyboy, and I’ll bet it may come as a surprise. We have troubles you’ve never even heard of. You want to know something?” … “Things are rough all over.” ₊˚⊹ ࿔

[hellothereimaloser]

Me when Outsiders The Musical lol

A little break from requests - Thank you guys for all of them! There's so many I need more time to draw them as many as I can hahah

Anyways, I absolutely love this cast so if any of you can, you should definetly go see it!!

[ponboysgirl]

i’m probably not the first person to think this but i personally believe that ponyboy doesn’t truly think his parents are gone. i’m not meaning like physically bc they are dead but i think that in the book when he was describing his siblings he truly saw their parents in them. like he knows his parents aren’t truly gone bc soda and darry exist.

[only-lonely-star]

hi! Can you do ponyboy x reader who is his girlfriend and when they are at his house they go to his room and make out with the door shut and Darry told them to never close the door then he gets up to check on them and bursts in and gets soo mad and the gang tease them so bad and think its hilarious

⁠♡ Caught ⁠♡

~ Ponyboy Curtis ~

Warnings - Nothing explicit !! This is a lighthearted story with cute and funny moments. Mention of slight drinking from the older greasers, nothing more. Puppy love-type kisses are mentioned.

Summary - You and Ponyboy have been dating for a good while when he decides to sneak you around and bend the rules for a kiss. That master plan gets shut down awfully quick.

Author’s Note - This is such a cute request, thank you!! I had so much fun writing this. Enjoy!! 🫶🏼

Word Count - 1.8k.

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You were Ponyboy’s girl. While his brothers, Darry, and Sodapop, along with the rest of the gang - felt that this was nothing but puppy love, it sure wasn’t. Ponyboy had established his feelings for you a couple of months back, leading to a sweet and romantic relationship. He would walk you to class, write small poems about you, and brush his fingers through your hair the few times you were granted privacy. It wasn't common for you two to be granted this privilege…his oldest brother, Darry was rather protective. He set up strict rules to never shut the door, and to keep in public areas. He would be fuming if he walked in one day and caught sight of you two kissing. That was for grown folks.

“Come on,” Ponyboy grinned cheekily, holding your arm and gently tugging you to his room.

The rest of the boys were scattered around the Curtis house, smoking, cracking jokes, and baking their notorious chocolate cake, admired by all of the boys. Ponyboy was positive not a single person would notice you two slipping away.

You giggled, hiding the obvious blush on your cheeks by covering your smile with your free hand. “Pony, this is so risky!”

He was smiling from ear to ear, simply just eager to have his first kiss. He'd been plotting and planning this exact moment for a while. Kissing you was his dream.

“Is not,” He retorted playfully, quietly stepping past the kitchen with you behind him.

This was perfect - Darry, Steve, and Sodapop were all occupied with that cake. Mixing the batter, pouring it into the glass pan, and then waiting for it to finish before adding icing would be more than enough time for you two to kiss.

You stepped inside his room, your eyes wandering around before spotting a photo of a horse pinned to a small bulletin board over his desk. You gasped, heading towards the photo for a better look.

“Ponyboy, I didn’t know you-!” You began to gush, Ponyboy shooting you a glare, his eyes wide. The simple hand gesture of his index finger being brought up to his lips to silence you was enough of a warning.

You stood there quiet as a mouse, glancing at the door once more to see if you’d been caught. Ponyboy took his sweet ole time trying to close it- ensuring no creaks or sudden loud noises were made. He shut it and let out a deep sigh of relief that he didn’t hear Darry’s insensitive and irritating holler going, “Keep it open, come on Ponyboy!”

He stepped to where you had ventured off towards his desk. The look on his face said it all, excitement, passion, and love. He awkwardly placed the palm of his hand onto your hip, the soft fabric of your skirt sending his heart into overdrive. He smiled at you, clearly giddy from this exciting moment.

“Are you ready?” He asked, glancing down to the bed to end the awkward stance you two were in.

You nodded eagerly, ready to have your lips on his, a way to seal yourself in this relationship with him - puppy love or not. Ponyboy gently ushered you to sit on his side of the bed, following after you. He picked up one of your hands and held it firmly between his. The touch was warm and protective.

“I’ve always wanted to do this…” Ponyboy admits with a smirk, his green eyes focused on yours intently.

“Me too,” You said in response, the butterflies in your stomach winning you over.

Ponyboy smiled, feeling his heart thumping rapidly in his chest. He leaned his head forward, your face mirroring his expression of parted lips. You felt his hand cup your jaw in an instant, the other still gently holding your hand in your lap. He didn't seem too experienced, but neither did you. You went along with his actions, pressing your lips onto his. The kiss sent a wave of yearning for more through the both of you. Ponyboy pulled his face away momentarily, his eyes sparkling as he peered into yours. His smile only seemed to grow, knowing he’d shared such a sweet moment with you.

All you managed to get out to him was a small exhale before you leaned back in to close the distance. Your eyes shot closed, the only sound being your lips grazing against Ponyboy’s. He grinned against your lips, deepening the kiss further. The kiss ended every couple of seconds just before your lips connected again. The feeling was both addicting and alluring. In this moment, Ponyboy was too caught up in the moment to put a stop to his actions. He kept leaning closer and closer until you’d been pushed so far back that you rested on the mattress beneath you. Ponyboy didn’t stop yet. The kiss only intensified from there, his hands holding him up above you as they rested on both sides of your head.

That door which Ponyboy swore would stay closed flung open, Darry standing in utter surprise. The wave of complete shock quickly turned to anger, Darry’s hand on the doorknob squeezing the life out of it. “What in the hell are you doing?!” He cried out, the immense anger he felt starting to take over.

Ponyboy instantly pulled away from you, leaving you lying on your back, the tender feeling of his kisses remaining on your lips. You sat up as well - feeling scared, guilty, but most of all - embarrassed. Never in a million years would you have thought you’d get caught the first time you'd tried kissing Ponyboy.

Ponyboy scrambled to his feet and helped you off the bed. His eyes were wide with fear. The stern glare Darry shot your way was enough to remind you to keep quiet.

“Don’t you knock?” He asked with irritation laced in his voice. Ponyboy let out a deep sigh of annoyance and paced around the area.

Dallas and Two-Bit, the self-proclaimed ‘jokesters’ of the group came running up behind Darry, peeking their heads over his shoulder to find out what had happened. The grins on their faces said it all.

Darry was too occupied trying to holler at his little brother to even care. “This door stays open. I don’t know what you were thinkin’ trying to sneak off in here!”

You sat there, scared out of your mind. Ponyboy retrieved a cigarette from his hand and quickly lit it up to help alleviate his own fear and anger.

Dallas was first to speak up, his lips forming an O-like shape as he whistled lowly. “Caught kissin’ already?” He chuckled dryly, finding genuine amusement in this humbling experience for both you and Ponyboy.

Two-Bit pushed past Darry, stepping inside the dimly lit bedroom. It was obvious he'd been laughing his ass off this entire time. His reddened cheeks gave it away. “I’ll be damned, kid, never thought you’d get a girl this early on.”

Ponyboy shot a glare his way, letting his more aggressive side slip right in front of you. He brought the cigarette from his lips and exhaled the smoke out in a huff of agitation. “Early on? You’re eighteen and still don’t got~“

“Ponyboy~” Darry’s cold voice spoke up again, some of the anger subsiding within him, “I think you best let me drive her home.”

He grumbled, cursing lightly under his breath. He noticed your frightened expression, placing a hand to the small of your back before letting out a deep exhale of frustration. “She can stay for cake.”

Darry couldn't argue on that, he came in to notify the two the cake was almost finished anyway. He stepped outside of the bedroom, Two- Bit following along, giving you and Ponyboy a bit of space after the tense moment. Everyone else was buzzing around in either the kitchen or sofa.

“Hey,” he spoke gently, his hand rested on your shoulder.

You looked up to him with a faint smile, your eyes wide and doe-like.

“Ignore ‘em,” he said with a small peck to your cheek, a bold move but an affectionate one. He gently applied pressure to your body, gesturing to step out of the room.

Once the two of you made an appearance in front of the others, they all grinned and nudged each other with a teasing smirk.

“Heard all about that little ‘kiss’ you two had,” Sodapop smiled softly, finding the situation both amusing and endearing.

This time, Ponyboy held back his smartass remarks, keeping them in his head to protect the peace. You felt small tug on your arm, turning your head to stand face to face with Two-Bit crouched down to your level. “So when’s the next little get together, hm?”

Before you could utter a real reply, he burst into laughter, finding himself to be the most hilarious guy known to mankind. “Lay off,” you snorted, your gaze shifting downwards.

Dallas returned with a few beers in hand, the bottles cold and slightly dampened from the condensation that had formed. He made his ways around the living room, handing one out to each of the guys, Darry, Sodapop, and Johnny declining.

“After seeing that, Darry, I think you might need one,” Dallas nudged him with the cold beer bottle to his bicep.

Dallas shot a glare at him, sighing before reluctantly taking the beer from his hand. “Maybe I do,” He chuckled dryly, cracking it open to take a his first swig.

Ponyboy took your hand in his, sitting on the sofa feeling a bit ashamed. He’d been told before to keep to himself and have that damn door wide open if you were alongside him. You didn’t mind the scandalous adrenaline rush of the kissed you’d shared earlier - you still craved more of his lips. The only part you disliked of this eventful night was the constant teasing. Sure, it was a little funny, but you’d never admit that… not to Ponyboy anyway. You snickered to yourself quietly, glancing to Dallas. “Got one for me?”

Dallas’s expression only seems to turn more amused than before as if this night couldn’t have gotten more entertaining for him. The others chuckled, Steve and Sodapop nudging each other like a bunch of drunkards with the occasional giggle escaping their lips. Darry shook his head and downed another sip of the beer just to add onto the teasing. The smirk on Dallas’s lips didn’t go unseen. “Sure I do,” Dallas joked, causing even Ponyboy to crack a smile.

“Come on, you can’t stay embarrassed about this forever,” You coaxed, half teasing and halfway with genuine affection. Your hand gave him three small squeezes, indicating the words ‘I love you’. He mimicked your gesture, his eyes meeting yours briefly.

“I guess…but next time we ain’t sneaking around at home,” He replied with a long and deep sigh. “We’ll go somewhere else,” He whispered lowly, that same cheeky grin on his face telling you exactly what would go down.

[gone-with-the-windrixville]

I’ve been thinking of drawing this since I saw the West Side Story remake all the way back in 2021. It was finally time.

Ya all gotta watch “Gee, Officer Krupke”. It was Outsiders musical coded before the musical had even performed in La Jolla.

Under the cut is the version with text that I don’t like as much. 😅