#steve randle au

[thewulf]

Peachy Girl || Steve Randle

Summary: Request - Could you please do a Steve Randle x Curtis Sister! Reader where the two of them are really close and Steve is really protective of her and helps her out a lot?... Read Rest Here

A/N: Thank you so much for the request anon. This one is so soft and sweet :)

Pairing: Steve Randle x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.2k +

TW: crying, anxiety, sadness, hints of depression

Ever since your parents had passed those months ago you’d felt like you were drifting further and further into invisibility in your own home. It was never easy being the second middle child, right between the dazzling Sodapop and the book smart Ponyboy. You were kind of always just there. You’d made up for you lack of being special in anything by being kinder than anybody around you. There was always a smile on your face no matter the occasion. It took the passing of the most important people in your life to dim it.

But you had to put on a show for your brothers. They were already going through so much on their own. Darry had to step up and become a father in a matter of moments for his grieving siblings, he might not have even grieved himself. Sodapop was navigating falling in love while figuring out the loss. The moment he could he dropped out of school to start working at that gas station down the road with Steve.

Steve Randle, Soda’s very best friend. Steve had been a part of the Curtis household for as long as you had remembered. He was always just there. He was always your favorite of the greasers. You’d always found it so easy to talk to him, vent to him. He’d always been soft on you too. Little did you know of his growing crush on you that Soda was, very unfortunately, sworn to secrecy. Even though Sodapop assured him all of the boys would support it. Soda maybe wasn’t the most book smart, but he certainly wasn’t dumb either. Soda just knew when he’d lost his best friend to his sister. Not that he minded. He always knew there was something deeper there that neither of you wanted to see. Not until Soda caught Steve staring off at her a few too many times. Steve couldn’t deny the growing feelings he felt for you.

Then there was Ponyboy. Pony. The baby of the family. The brainiac child who was going to get the hell out Tulsa. He was always destined for so much more than the greaser life he was born into. You never felt like you didn’t belong with them you just felt like they didn’t know you or care to know you. They just assumed you were fine. You had a smile on your face always.

When your parents passed everything went to straight to the depths hell. You had to figure it out on your own as Pony spiraled quickly. His usual A grades were slipping to C’s. He just didn’t seem to care anymore. He and Darry got into nothing but arguments every night. At first you’d tried to mediate, but you’d grown tired of being ignored by the two of them as you tried to calm down the blowouts. So, you just let it happen. Then that dreadful night happened. Johnny killed a soc and Pony ran away with him. For five dreadful days you mustered up the strength to be the rock you brothers needed as they were in a state you’d never seen before. You were just as panicked as they were, you just couldn’t show it. Then he came home, a hero. The entire ordeal was nothing less than horrific for you, but it didn’t matter, no. Ponyboy needed them, you even. You had to be the big sister he could lean on now.

You had been so wrapped up in your own thoughts you hadn’t heard the front doors usual squeak when it opened and closed. No, you were just staring at the pages of homework sitting at the kitchen table in front of you. You hadn’t even heard the footsteps of the man you could probably call your own best friend if Soda hadn’t claimed him so fiercely.

“Hey Peach.” Steve’s usual demanding voice had downturned into something softer, “You doin’ alright? Where’s everyone?” Your eyes flicked up to meet his smiling gaze looking down at you. You’d grown close to Steve, especially after your parents had passed.

Steve had started calling you Peach after you went through a phase one summer where you discovered your love for the fruit. You wanted peach everything. Steve found it far cuter than he should have. He was fifteen at the time and you were fourteen. It was then that he knew his feelings were changing for the younger Curtis sister. You also loved baking, so Steve became your designated taste tester after your family was tired of trying peach flavored treats. He couldn’t stand the look of disappointment on your face when somebody turned down what you baked. That’s why he made sure to take at least one of everything each time you offered.

He didn’t miss the way you jumped. His sudden presence in the oddly quiet house surprising you, “Hi Stevie.” Giving him your best smile that surely didn’t fool him of your sullen mood as you nodded your head along trying to convince yourself more than him, “I’m okay. Just struggling through some homework. Pony’s at his afterschool tutoring thing. Soda’s down at the DX and Darry’s still at work. Said it’d be a late night. His crew took on another job.”

Steve nodded as he sat down next to you grabbing for your pre-calculus homework you’d all but zoned out on, “You’re the smartest gal I know, Peach.” He grinned reading over the problems you hadn’t even tried starting. It was only two years ago he’d been in the same class, and he’d remembered a little of it so an offer of help would likely not do too much to actually help.

A sigh left your lips, “Don’t feel so smart right now Stevie.” Defeat was evident in your tone. You were overtired. Exhausted and not quite sure how you were going to continue on faking something that was breaking you apart. You felt like a burden on the family, on Darry. Useless and just another mouth to feed. At least Soda was bringing in money and Pony had some promise.

Steve was silent as he studied you. He watched as you grabbed for your homework back. Your eyes stayed trained on the homework. Your eyes strained as you wrote something down before quickly erasing it. He’d watched you for a few minutes as you struggled through whatever was going on in your head. Something was going on and he was going to get to the bottom of it. It was becoming clear he was a safe space for you to open up.

He placed his hand down on the table next to yours, “Hey Curtis, what’s going on?” His voice was kinder than you’d ever heard from him which only made it harder to hold back the building tears behind your eyes. Why were you about to cry anyway? It made you feel weak as you pushed your hands in your eyes trying to push them away.

He watched with worry as you seemed to crumble at his words and under his gaze. He’d never, in the nearly twelve years of knowing you, seen you act so off from your usual self. He knew you were holding back from him and that certainly wasn’t like you. It’d only take a little bit of word to get the truth out of your lips and he knew it.

But to his surprise you actually gave him an answer he could understand, “I’m just… tired.” You trailed off before continuing, letting it out. Steve had become sort of a safe space for you after your life was thrust into chaos, “I’m not important Stevie. Not smart like Pony so what’s the point of trying in school? Not beautiful and charming like Soda. I have the personality of a scared mouse compared to him. And I’m certainly not strong like Darry. Who else could do what he's dealing with right now. I’m invisible and useless and…”

Steve had to stop you. The words coming out of your own mouth were upsetting him far more than you realized, “You can’t say things like that, Peach.”

“But it’s true.” He saw the way you blinked slowly trying to stop the incoming tears that seemed inevitable at this point.

Steve couldn’t stand the sight of you. Not having a clue how to comfort not only his friend but the girl he’d always loved but just recently realized it. He decided to grab for your hand. Once he had it he ran his thumb in gentle circles on the back of it. He wasn’t a man for many words most of the time, but you needed his words now, “Your brothers are those things, you’re right Peach. But you’re also the kindest greaser I’ve ever met. When nobody stopped to help that little kid last week you didn’t think twice to help him and stop the bleeding from his scraped knees. You changed that kids day for the better when nobody bothered to stop.”

He smiled seeing the blush rising to your cheeks at his small praise. He had to continue on knowing that the kind words were actually working, “The best damn baker too.  The guys always talk about how good your treats are. Shit, after the rumble they all but demanded some cupcakes from Miss Curtis. You’re a sunshine, Peach. You’re my sunshine, Y/N. So please, don’t say those things. You’re so important. Important to so many people. To me.”

Not being able to hold back the tears after the sweetest words from him you just let them fall. Before you could brush them away you felt his hands wiping them away for you. Not even you could deny the way your heart started racing at the intimate touch of his hands on your cheeks. You loved him and you didn’t have a clue how to say it. He made you feel the safest and most secure out of the greasers. Not even Pony could make you feel so loved, cherished, and adored.

After a moment of your sniffles and tears he decided to do something he’s never done with you before. But then again, he’d genuinely only seen you cry after your parents had died. You weren’t a crier and him seeing you with so many was distressing him. He stood up, took your hand, and gently led you to the living room. Without saying a word, he pulled you down with him as he sat down on the couch. In his boldest move he wrapped his arms right around your waist and pulled you into him. It startled you but it felt oddly… right. There wasn’t a hint of either of you being uncomfortable as you laid your head on his shoulder. Steve let his hand rest just under your hip.

“You hear me Peachy girl?” He whispered while using his other hand to gently run his hands through your hair.

You could have sworn your heart literally fluttered at the way he changed your nickname. Softer and sweeter. A side of Steve Randle that only you would see. He had his issues, but they were never directed at you. You’d never felt safer than when you were with him.

A soft nod came from you, “I hear you. Thank you Stevie. For everything. You’re always there for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” If you weren’t so cried out from the earlier tears you were sure the emotions would be too much for you right now. Steve was quite literally holding you in his arms. You didn’t want to think too much into it, but it felt like things were about to change between the two of you.

You felt your eyes grow heavy as a yawn escaped your lips. He had no idea how soothing this was for you. Exactly and everything that you needed. Only he could know that. He knew you better than your brothers that lived with you.

“It’s a good thing you’ll never have to do that then, yeah?” He asked more so reassuring your thoughts

He smiled seeing the tension leaving you, your eyes drooping heavily. It wasn’t what he had planned but he relished at the thought of you falling asleep on him. Quicker than he thought he heart your breaths even out. He continued to run his hand through your hair not wanting to break the peace you’d finally found.

He had no idea how long the two of you sat there before the front door opened up once more. Thankfully it was just Soda who walked in with the usual grease smeared across his face.

“What’s this?” Sodapop grinned as he spotted your sleeping head on Steve’s shoulder, “This where you went this afternoon? Flirting with my kid sister?” His smile let Steve know he was more than okay with the arrangement.

“Oh, get outta here Soda. You’ve been pushing this for years anyway. And quiet down. She needs the sleep. I gotta talk to you and Darry bout her.” His softened stature had hardened right back up in the presence of Sodapop.

Soda set his bag down before walking over to the couch. Even Soda had to admit how painstakingly cute the two of you looked together. The Curtis brother wasn’t sure of much, but he was sure of this. He knew you could jump headfirst in and come out the other side squeaky clean. He knew how deeply Steve had loved and cared for you. He just knew the two of you were meant to be together. There were these things in life that just made sense and the two of you together were one of them.

“What about?” Soda asked not missing the way his hand was wrapped around her.

“Later, I already said be quiet. She's sleeping."

Soda smirked, “Alright grumpy. Already protecting her.”

Steve rolled his eyes while flipping his best friend off, “Always.” A nod of appreciation left Soda before he made his way to his room letting the two of you have whatever it was going on. He knew you’d try and fight it for a while, but he was also sure you’d give in. You were already so soft on Steve, it just made sense.

“Sleep well, Peachy girl.” Steve whispered not minding that he had nothing to do but simply hold you. He’d prayed for days like these and here it was. You might actually want what he did and for the first time in a while he had hope that this could actually work out.

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[your-unfriendlyghost]

can I interest y’all in some low-effort stevepop in these tryin times?

[fandomkingdom18]

some silly little headcanons i have specifically for my au of the outsiders that i felt the need to write down all in one place.

after their parents died, darry made a deal with the state that he could keep his brothers as long as they're able to support themselves

so darry got three jobs, roofer, contractor, and uh...yk what.

two-bit who was almost 18 started working at a grocery store cause i said so

dally managed to get a job as a bartender at bucks

and ofc soda and steve work at the dx

johnny and pony don't have jobs yet cause the others don't want them to because they're "too young"

(when really they're 14 and 15 and are in fact old enough)

when everyone else is at work, johnny and pony stay home and watch movies. like binge watch.

they once thought they could handle horror movies.

they couldnt.

they were latching on to darry when he got home.

dinner at their house is chaotic.

they're yapping over each other and darry's trying to get them to settle down so that people don't report a noise complaint on them.

how to bribe the curtises?

not money.

not gold.

these big backs only listen when there's dessert involved.

even after a 12 course meal, if they're hungry in the middle of the night and sneak out to the kitchen, there will most likely already be someone there

steve and soda used to share a room.

keyword: used to

they would stay up all night giggling and shi

same thing with pony and johnny.

so steve and pony swapped rooms.

darry regrets it cause now soda and pony cant stop giggling, but he can't stop it so he just gave up

so therefore dally and two bit share a room.

dally isn't thrilled

two bit yaps

dally needs sleep or he'll be grumpy in the morning

but two-bit contradicts him saying that dally is gonna be grumpy either way.

and then dally comes at him about still living in the house as an adult and then teases him for his lack of ability to pull

dally would try to find a way to get darry to let him sleep in his room if darry weren't such a heavy snorer

(dally snores too)

(but he refuses to accept it)

darrys the type to need his morning coffee before speaking to anyone

dal just doesnt want to speak to anyone

ponys a night owl.

they'll tell him to go to sleep and pony will be like "just one more chapter"

but he keeps reading and suddenly the birds are chirping

johnny tried to protest this once back when they shared a room

to say he'll stay awake too unless pony goes to sleep

he fails and ends up falling asleep.

pony gives him a pat on the head and continues to stay awake until the sun shined through the window.

pony then proceeds to sleep the day away

(same)

[spectralsoupz]

The cowboy au I posted on tiktok!!

[garbage-creature]

Some more cowboy AU! Horses are so hard to draw, but I think they came out pretty cute! Also cowboy stevepop 4 life

[l0stfoster]

May I offer you Harpy Two-Bit doodles >:)

Based on the Cursed Tulsa AU we made in the Bookclub server!! A ton of the greasers in town are just weird little critters. Only the greasers tho, socs aren't cool enough to get it LMAO. - Darry has emotional/psychological manipulation (he's a hella good liar bc of it) & can lessen/heighten the other's emotions or powers - Soda pretty much has a siren song, and can make people do what he wants with it. - Ponyboy's pretty much just favored by Mother Nature. Can grow plants and shit iirc, it's emotional-based as well. - Johnny's blessed by death, he can sense when/how people are going to die n just has a very.. off vibe - Steve's got telekenisis - Two-Bit's a Harpy, got all the bird shit >:) - Ace can manipulate and control fire (can't create it though, L) - Cherry's the only soc with power; can make sparks and little explosions iirc (Cherry Bomb!!!) - Dally is the only one of the gang with no power but he's a New Yorker so he's fucking insane anyways Follows the book, only Johnny and Dally don't die. Two's wings are fucked up because when he's jumped in Justice For Tulsa they pretty much destroy one of his wings L. Only canon relationships are QPR Johnny n Pony and Toxic Yaoi of Darry n Paul (who are bitter exes). { Tag List: @nova-drawzz @timewing06 }

[clarity2electricboogaloo]

Outsiders as things me, friends, and family have said

———

Darry: Close your door while you’re changing man, gosh darn!

———

*waiting at a drivethrough and it’s taking forever*

Darry: good lord, are they raising the chickens in there or something?

———

Ponyboy in blue

———

Pony and soda

———

Average two bit and his mom interaction

———

Johnny and pony

———

Johnny: guys, let’s pretend we’re parrots

Johnny: Polly want a cracker!

Dally: yeah you want a cracker, his name is ponyboy (not original name from convo lmao)

———

Darry: you will eat and leave no crumbs (the context is my dad said this)

———

Steve: Stop locking the other bathroom door

Ponyboy: but the dEMONS ARE GONNA GET Mee

Steve: I’m gonna be the demon that gets you if you don’t stop

———

Dally: I have never touched a bible because if I did I would disintegrate and die

Ponyboy: so coquette

———

Pony: It’s pie day

Soda: What?

Pony: It’s 3.14

Soda: No it Thursday

Pony: *wheeeezeee*

Pony: N-no Soda it’s march 14thhh

Soda: NO it’s Thursday!

———

Soda: the jour…the—

Pony: Geneva Convention????

Soda: journey—WHAT

———

Steve: “what if we just made out in the bathroom during 6th period”

Soda: “wHAT??”

———

Johnny: “The bangs are not banging today”

Johnny: “Wait”

Pony: “BAHHHAHAHAHJAJAJAJAH”

———

Darry: don’t eat plastic bags guys

———

Cherry: are you gaslight gatekeep girlbossing right now

Ponyboy: what’s the boyfailure version of that

Cherry: you

———

Twobit: I will go against capitalism and steal.

———

Johnny: you’re gay

Pony: REALLY??

Johnny: yeah

Pony: I THOUGHT I WAS STRAIGHT

———

That’s all I’m willing to do, I have been scrolling through my quotes on discord for a very long time.

I really wanna label which quotes I said just to show how absolutely hilarious I am (in denial of my own terrible comedy)

A lot of the ponyboy quotes were me 🧍🏽‍♂️

[decentishoutsidersthoughts]

hey! since you said you liked doing the hc ask, do you have any modern!hcs of the gang?

I love modern AU’s lol, so here are my favorite hcs from that

Ponyboy like constantly has headphones in, it’s a genuine problem. Darry tells him he isn’t allowed to walk outside with them in but lets be honest bro does not listen

The entirety of the story from the book is chronicled on Reddit because Darry made a post asking for advice and had to keep updating it as everything went more to shit

Soda, Two-Bit, and Steve make fake cringe videos and think it’s the funniest thing ever

Dally definitely has multiple burner phones he uses for illegal activities

Soda drinks Monster energy drinks like nobody’s business. Steve once saw him go through five in one day and had to cut him off

This isn’t as much a modern thing as in general, but especially in a modern context Ponyboy is an absolute academic weapon. Like people are FIGHTING over him for group projects

Curly straight up uses Google and chat gpt for all his classes. Bro cheats on everything and it pisses Ponyboy off so much

Soda and Steve are constantly sending each other the most out of pocket Instagram reels. Like Steve will just be going about his day and get smth like ‘I’m glad you didn’t drip down your moms leg, you’re pretty cool’

Soda posts himself crying with Snapchat filters. Ponyboy Caught him doing it once and was like ‘you don’t even deserve comfort’

Ponyboy watches those YouTube video essays to do homework. Soda once caught him watching an 8 hour video on FNAF lore. He doesn’t play FNAF

The gang likes to play horror games and survival games together. I may do a batch of headcannons just about these

Darry is actually pretty well versed in internet trends but pretends not to be because he finds watching the gang try to explain skibidi toilet to him very funny

Soda, Two-Bit, and Steve are constantly screaming ‘GYATT’ at eachother

[brat-pack-it-up-boys]

Sometimes I forget Sodapop isn’t canonically dead in that was then this is now

[softfem-dom]

I am absolutely feigning for some more hybrid!outsiders content 🙏

girls love puppies hybrid! outsiders headcanons

synopsis :

what would happen if you came back home with a pack of seven dog hybrids after a visit to the kennel?

or the challenges of living with seven teenage boys with dog traits.

worcount : 3k — masterlist 𝜗𝜚 navigation post

tags/warnings : third person pov, canon-typical violence, cuss words, dallas being dallas, mentions of living in the streets/being homeless.

You felt too alone inside the huge country house you had inherited from your late father, alongside his whole company. It was too much space for just one woman and the dust seemed to collect everywhere. Your days had narrowed down to doing chores around the house, going out grocery shopping, and sitting on a chair infront of your desk —signing away paperwork. You had had your life handed to you, completely resolved, in a silver platter. So, in spite of not listening to the tedious silence, you decided to take a walk to the local kennel and see if any of the hybrids there caught your eye. If you got lucky, you'd take home one or two to keep you company. Upon your entering, your eyes were immediately drawn to the hybrid sat on the furthest corner from the bars of his cell. Tan skinned, with a scar going from his cheek down to his chin, and with the darkest —messier— curls you had ever seen. His black ears, fluffy, were slightly pinned back as he stared into the wall with a dejected look in his brown eyes. "what about that one?" you politely interrupted the worker showing you the hybrids in the different cells. She stopped her rambling, looking at the direction you were pointing, before her eyebrows raised. Before she could speak, though, a loud growling was heard coming from a different cell to the one you were pointing at. The girl, probably not over twenty, chuckled nervously as she readjusted her collar. "oh, um, yeah, that's- that's Johnny" she tried to speak, but the growl got louder. "there's a problem, though.." "what problem? I'm not worried about paying for vaccines and all that" you answered kindly. "no, uh, the problem is that.. to get Johnny" she turned towards the cell were the growling was coming from. "you'd have to get Dallas" Before you could answer that you'd gladly take those two, she continued. "and to get Dallas, you'd have to get Darry.. and to get Darry you'd have to get Sodapop" she kept on "and to get him you'd have to get Ponyboy, and if you get Ponyboy you'd have to get Two-Bit, and if you get Two-Bit you'd also have to take Steve.." When she finished talking, she sent you an apologetic look —assuming you wouldn't be interested in taking seven stray hybrids home. To her surprise, and the hybrid's, you just stayed silent a few seconds before speaking up again. "very well then" you said, eyes drifting back to Johnny. "I'll take them"

�� so that's how you ended up with a pack of seven stray hybrids in your home.

⮞ intrusive thoughts : 1 - you : 0

⮞ Johnny is a groenlanden belgian sheepdog, characterised for their black furr. Known for being very intelligent and affectionate with their packs, but aloof and cautious of strangers.

⮞ Dallas is a wolf-dog hybrid, not from any specific breed, just a pup that someone abducted and trained into a hound dog. He's tougher, meaner and colder than the others, also his canines are sharper and his bark louder.

⮞ Two-Bit is a border collie, known for their high energy so when they get bored they may develop some.. behavioural issues and start acting out. They like having things to do, tasks to accomplish, and a lot of playtime.

⮞ Steve is a belgian malinois, they like working and are incredibly focused when doing so. They are incredibly loyal and, while not typically 'cuddly' dogs, tend to form extremely strong bonds with their owners and will stick close to them.

⮞ Sodapop is a golden retriever (obv) since they're known for their friendly, loyal, and gentle nature. They’re often described as one of the most social dog breeds since they tend to get along with everyone (kids, other pets, strangers, etc..)

⮞ Ponyboy is a greyhound. Greyhounds can be a bit reserved with strangers but are not typically aggressive. They are often quite affectionate with their family members, seeking out attention and being very gentle in their interactions. Despite their reputation for speed, they tend to be calm and laid-back dogs in the home.

⮞ Darry is a german shepherd, known for their loyalty, intelligence, and versatility. They’re often described as one of the most trainable dog breeds, which is why they excel in a variety of roles. Protective and fearless, excellent guard dogs. They tend to form strong bonds with their families, though they can be reserved around strangers.

⮞ at least now your house is never silent. There's always someone laughing or barking somewhere.

⮞ Two-Bit and Soda were the first ones to warm up to you.

⮞ to say Soda's tal was wagging like crazy all the way to your home would be an undersatement. ^ he is the passenger prince. always.

⮞ Pony got sick in the drive home btw (he's not built for cars lol)

⮞ Darry was cautious of you, but extremely polite and respectful too since you had adopted them all and he knows better than anyone what you're gonna have to deal with 😬

⮞ Dallas was a downright asshole.

⮞ he kept growling at you all the times you got 'too close' to him or Johnny.

⮞ Darry had to hit him in the back of his head to get him to 'shut your traps'.

⮞ Steve was more on the neutral side of things, he was glad and honestly surprised someone had taken them all in but he was still a bit cautious.

⮞ Johnny just stuck to Dallas and Ponyboy, not really approaching you out of the polite side of things (like saying good morning, or hello, or giving you an unsure smile whenever he walked by you)

⮞ over time, though, Johnny started to relax when it came to you.

⮞ after, maybe a week or two, Dallas dropped his shitty behaviour and took up a more relaxed (yet still asshole-ish) route when interacting with you. ^ he started to get flirty, too, but in a strange way (like a bit mocking idk)

⮞ Darry is actually the most helpful lol

⮞ he is dedicated to helping you wash the dishes, do the laundry, and he's the designated handyman whenever something stops working or the boys break something.

⮞ he will always go with you if you have to go shopping somewhere, especially if it's already getting late outside. He gives you scary dog priviledges

⮞ Dallas will absolutely go through your things. It's his favourite hobby.

⮞ whenever he gets bored, boom, suddenly he's in your room looking through your drawers searching for whatever he can get his hands on.

⮞ sometimes he'll drag Johnny along and the poor sheepdog will we whisper-talking to Dallas the whole time trying to get him to stop. He'd die if you ever caught them looking through your things.

⮞ one time you caught them while Johnny was trying to stop Dallas from getting his hands on your silky drawers and his cheeks had never burnt so red. ^Dallas just smirked at you like the cocky shit he is.

⮞ Two-Bit is all about running around and being restless, he has the highest energy you've ever seen.

⮞ The best way to get him down from an energy blast is whistling for him and putting on Mickey Mouse on the TV. That's the only way he'd sit still.

⮞ Dallas and him have started a 'game war'. In which the game consists in seeing who can sneak up on you from behind and get to lift your skirt.

⮞ Darry actually gave them the worst scolding they've had to endure after finding that out. ^safe to say Two-Bit spent the rest of the day with his ears down, and cheeks permanently flushed, in embarassment.

⮞ Steve is a complete goner for your car.

⮞ you're a wealthy woman, with the company and money you've inherited, and you have a damn black cadillac parked in your front door.

⮞ he is crazy for it, trying to keep a straight face while his tail is wagging like a helicopter when you suggest letting him drive it. he actually popped a boner just from the thrill of driving it btw lol

⮞ Ponyboy is the calmest, and he likes to lounge in your room where the boys don't usually get in. He plays the guard dog whenever he catches Dallas trying to sneak into your room btw.

⮞ He likes to go through your books and then talk to you about them.

⮞ He actually is like having a teenage son that only comes talk to you when you're already tucked in bed and about to go to sleep like "hey mom I just remembered what I dreamt today-"

⮞ Sodapop likes to follow you around the house, he doesn't like being alone and will literally glue himself to you if it's a stay-in day. He's fr going to lay down next to you or on you if he ever catches you napping.

⮞ he's the kind of hybrid to sneak up into your room late at night and ask if you're cold. Before you can answer he'll sneak under the sheets to steal your body warmth because he is cold.

⮞ Dallas is actually only vulnerable when the vet check ups come around.

⮞ He's going to be grabbing onto your sleeves, literally digging his fingers onto your arms, when it's his turn to go in. He'll have the widest look to his eyes and the most nervoust smile to his lips you've ever seen.

⮞ he'll be anxiously rambling about how he doesn't need any vaccines while trying to keep up his facade.

⮞ after getting the shot he always is a changed man, well, hybrid. He's the quietest you'll ever see, with a 100 yard stare (so dramatic) and he'll actually let you carry him back to the car.

⮞ once home he'll lay down on the couch for the rest of the day and won't move, he's so dramatic. He'll literally be staring at the ceiling like he was thinking over his whole life.

⮞ one time Johnny came by to ask what was going on with him, and he lit deadpaned with a "I've been violated today"

"C'mon doll, c'mon-" Dallas was trying to convince you, trying to appear put-togheter, even while his voice was cracking mid-phrase and his hands were clawing at your sleeves. You tutted at him, your hands on his arms as you gently tried to pry him off of you. "Dallas" you spoke, voice firm yet affectionate "It's just a vaccine" "but I don't need it, doll!" he downright barked, his eyes wide as he stared up at you, grabbing onto your sleeves while the vet and her assistent nurse tried to get him off of you. "'ve been a stray in NY streets, man! I don't need no stupid shot!" now he sounded almost agressive, snapping his jaw and growling at the nurse that tried to grab his tail. "yes, you do" you replied calmly, trying to get him to level down, but his hands only tightened on your sleeves. He pushed himself against you, chest against chest, in his frenzy to get away form the nurse. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" he barked when the vet finally got her hands on his tail, with that grip he was vulnerable. With a firm tug, and a growling bark, the vet managed to get him off of you and onto the table. With the nurse holding him down as he kept looking at you —giving you his most pleading eyes. Safe to say, you left that room with the toughest and tuffest member of his pack tucked into your arms. His forehead on your shoulder, legs dejectedly around your waist, and his arms hanging lifelessly by his sides.

[claritys-silly-things]

Dally: So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.

Johnny: I did. I broke it—

Dally: No. No, you didn’t. Soda?

Soda: Don’t look at me. Look at Two-Bit.

Two-Bit: What?? I didn’t break it.

Soda: Huh. That’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?

Two-Bit: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken!

Soda: Suspicious.

Two-Bit: No, it’s not!

Steve: I-If it matters, probably not…Pony was the last one to use it.

Pony: *gasp* Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!

Steve: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Pony: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Stevie!

Johnny: Alright let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Dally.

Dally: No. Who broke it??

Everyone: …

Two-Bit: [whispering] Dally, Darry’s been awfully quiet…

Darry: Really?!

Two-Bit: Yeah, really!

Darry: Oh my God!!

…

Dally: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Dally: …

Dally: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

[thewulf]

if yours still doing fics about Steve randle, can you do one where the reader has a really bad (like he's neglectful and abusive towards her) and she's had enough that she sobs and vents to Steve for hours. She gets so upset that she almost wants to throw up and Steve comforts her because he understands

Can you do it where they're in a pre established romantic relationship and not really have any of the other gang there

Oh man this is helllllla angsty. You got it though!! Let me know if you want it to end on a more sad/done note or if Stevie boy makes up for it :)

[your-unfriendlyghost]

With the top gun au, i think that now that Steve has his hands on hairspray, they spend too much money on that shit cause Steve goes through like practically two cans a week. They stock up on it like it's rations

No fr it’s a problem

[lovelylegolas2123]

The Greaser’s Favorite & Least Favorite Things In The Modern World.

➼ Darry Curtis:

-Favorite Thing: Twitter (I can’t explain this) -Least Favorite Thing: Inflation💀💀

➼ Ponyboy Curtis:

-Favorite Thing: Broadway Musicals -Least Favorite Thing: Life 360 (Darry Uses It On Him)

➼ Sodapop Curtis:

-Favorite Thing: Taylor Swift -Least Favorite Thing: Search History

➼ Dallas Winston:

-Favorite Thing: Snapchat -Least Favorite Thing: Pepper Spray

➼ Steve Randle:

-Favorite Thing: Vapes -Least Favorite Thing: Dating Apps

➼ Two Bit Matthews:

-Favorite Thing: Disneyland -Least Favorite Thing: Drake (He follows the rap beef)

➼ Johnny Cade:

-Favorite Thing: Child Protection Services 😭😭😭😭 (I’m So Evil) -Least Favorite Thing: UBER Drives/Drivers

[johnnycademylove]

🕸 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ The outsiders x Soul Eater (ref sheet)

I'll probably do more drawings of these later on 😋

[pepsicolacurtiss]

TEENY TINY BLOOD WARNING

some art for an alternative universe I’m making where instead of Ponyboy and Johnny, it’s Steve and Soda. Not sure if anyone else has done this before but oh well 😿😿

Steve kills a soc with a busted bottle instead of a switchblade because he held off four guys with one once! I thought that’d be a cool detail and stuff idk…

i kinda hate this uurghhshsggw