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[spikedhe4rt]

I need dating Darry hcs. NSFW and SFW

Darry Curtis x Reader Headcanons 🪸🪸

A/N: I hope yall enjoy this, I also have a darry smut coming out soon. My request box is always open!! Love you guys<3

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❥ You met eachother while he fixed your roof, which your family helped you pay for.

❥ You kept making excuses to come outside and talk to him.

"Hey, Darry" you yelled out to make sure he could hear you from the roof. He responded with a loud "yea?" I smiled at his voice. "I made you lemonade and homemade pretzels.

❥ You started to invite him inside the house and talk more

❥ You were highly upset when he finished your roof, you knew you would miss him.

❥ He asked you out on his last day because he took so much interest in you.

❥ You both wanting to take it slow, because he had his brothers to look out for.

❥ Meeting Soda and Pony, and them taking a liking to you.

❥ Visiting his parents grave with him for support.

Darry gave a sad chuckle as he finished a story about the time his parents bought him his first bike. "They sound amazing, Dare" you gave him a loving smile before a tears ran down his cheeks. "They were. I just really miss them sometimes."

You nodded and brought him in for a hug. Once the hug ended, his lips found their way to your forehead, kissing it softly. "Thank you for coming with me."

❥ Trying to keep a serious face when he lectures Pony over the silliest things.

"Ponyboy, how many times do I have to tell you...you can't leave your stuff anywhere. You left your book on the floor and Soda slipped on it." You truly tried to hold it in, but once he said Soda fell, you lost it. Wheezes came out as you tried to control yourself. You were met with the eyes of shocked and mildly offended Darry as he stared.

❥ You calming him down with kisses.

❥ Holding hands when you walk together.

❥ He will fix anything for you. He basically refuses to ever let you hire a maintenance man because he claims he can do it.

❥ Thinks about what you like when he buys groceries.

"Since when did any of us like Pringles, Darry?" Pony asked with a face of pure confusion. Darry grabbed the can of salty crisps from his hand "Y/n likes them, tell the rest of the boys not to eat them either" Pony nodded to his older brother, smiling at the fact that he cares enough about you to do that.

❥ Random slow dancing when you guys get bored. It seems cheesy to others but it makes you guys feel like the only people in the room.

❥ Him randomly picking you up just because he can.

❥ You running your hands along his abs under his shirt when you guys sit together.

❥ You two always making sure Johnny is safe and taken care of.

❥ Him promising that he will put a ring on your finger one day.

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❥ He loves any physical marks on you both. Hickeys, bite marks, bruises, scratches make him go crazy.

❥ He loves how much bigger he is so he can bend and take you how he needs to easily.

❥ Is strong enough to keep/hold your hips down while he eats you out and overstimulates you.

“Im gonna cum!” I panted out for the second time tonight. My hips bucked up into Darrys face again, as continued too suck my throbbing clit through my high. Two hands snaked around my thighs, making he secure as he continued. “Give me a couple more, hon”

❥ Will not cum until you have at-least once because he puts you first.

❥ Takes his stress out in the best ways, the bedroom

❥ Burys his face in your neck and moans when he cums.

❥ Grabs your chin to force eye contact when you can't look at him.

"Look at me, baby." Darrys fingers were thrusting in and out of your pussy. Your head was over his shoulder and tucked into his neck, trying not moan out loudly. "Please-" your words were cut off when you felt his hand on your chin, making you look him. "You look so pretty like this. Keep looking at me, just like that." His words made you whimper, grinding into his thick fingers.

❥ Loves to cum on your ass after taking you from behind.

❥ He will whimper while getting head from you.

❥ Holds your hips and bounces you up-down when you get tired when riding him.

"Fuck, Darry!" you panted out, grinding your hips down on him. "Im tired, Dar" your movements came to a halt as you tried to catch your breath. "I gotchu, hon. I always do." His large hands came to your hips and slowly moved you up and down on his cock. "Faster please" you moaned out as your hands came down to steady yourself. "There you go, baby. Such a good girl for me"

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[callme-holly]

Hello!! Maybe you could write headcannons with the gang that have a s/o who’s getting picked on? Thank you!!

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐧

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - I go back to school in like 2 days... yay, im so thrilled... Also I'm so sorry this took be so long to get to, my inbox is crazy right now but I swear I will get to everyone eventually !! Anyways, hope ya'll enjoy and as always my asks are still open for requests!!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 864 words

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - mentions of being jumped and fighting, that's it

Darry Curtis - 

If Darry found out you were getting picked on by someone, he would go mental

Like he’d be pissed

He’d instantly want to know who it is who’s giving you trouble 

If it’s the socs bothering you you best believe he’s walking everywhere with you 

His concern would go through the roof 

Darry doesn’t strike me as a typically violent person but if whoever is bothering you decides to jump you/cause you any physical harm, you best believe he’s starting something 

If you’re upset, please let him take care of you, it’ll help calm him down somewhat

Sodapop Curtis - 

If Soda finds out someone’s giving you trouble, he’ll instantly feel guilty

He takes it as his job to look after you and by someone hurting you either physically or verbally, he can’t help but feel like he’s let you down a little

He’ll get Steve to track down whoever it is who’s picking on you; you won’t have to worry about them anymore <33

He’ll cuddle with you for ages to try and make you feel better (although it’s mainly to help reassure himself that you’re okay) 

Much like Darry, Soda will walk you everywhere

This boy will not risk leaving your side and if anyone so much as looks your way, he’s giving them a dirty look and pulling you in the opposite direction 

Ponyboy Curtis - 

Pony will feel horrible and a little annoyed when you tell him you’re getting picked on

If it’s the socs giving you trouble, he’s mad

He’ll walk you to and from places and will try to comfort you best he can

If it’s kids from school, he’s got your back 

Pony will defend your case no matter what and if someone so much as says anything about you, he’s shutting them down with some smart comment real fast

And if you get jumped? Oh boy, he feels awful 

He knows what it’s like to get jumped first hand and he’d never wish it upon anyone

He’d get Dallas to have a “word” with whoever it is bothering you and chances are, you won’t see them again after that 

Johnny Cade - 

Johnny gets so upset when he hears that someone is picking on you but he also gets really angry 

Like, you don’t deserve anything bad that comes to you and he will do anything to protect you

I feel like people really down-play his character like, come on ya’ll, he literally stabbed someone to protect his friend 

If he sees someone giving you grief, he’s standing up for you 

He wouldn’t start a fight, no, but he’s definitely let them know what's up

If you get jumped, he’d comfort you in a heartbeat <33 

You two have got the whole gang backing you both up, so there really isn’t anything to worry about when you’re with Johnny 

Dallas Winston - 

Oh, Dallas… 

When he finds out you’re being picked on, he’s asking for names, appearances, addresses - you name it, this boy wants it

He will fight for you and he will make sure that whoever it is that’s bothering you, learns their lesson

And if you get jumped? He’s arranging a rumble and dragging in the Shepard gang to back him up

He’d walk you everywhere, and I mean everywhere

If you think he’s leaving your side for even a second, you’ve got another thing coming 

He’s got an arm around your waist, your shoulders, his hand in your back pocket and if anyone so much as talks to you, he’s standing behind you, glaring them down

He’s defending you in a heartbeat, no matter who the person is that's giving you grief 

Needless to say, nobody messes with Dallas Winston’s girl, and he’s willing to let everyone know just that 

Steve Randle

Much like Dallas, Steve is asking for names almost instantly 

He will not hesitate to fight someone for you

He gets so defensive on your behalf and will become insanely protective over you

If someone has said or done something to you that really bothered you, he’s comforting you and going after the person in a heartbeat

You’re his number one priority and he wants you to be happy at all times 

You think he’s leaving your side? Nope, no chance

He’s gonna be one step behind you at all times and if he catches anyone giving you problems, they’re in for a rough time 

I’m telling you, he’s shooting everyone dirty ass looks 

If someone so much as says “hello” to you, Steve will be coming up behind you 

“this person giving you trouble, babe?” 

He’s just looking out for you 

Two-bit Mathews - 

The second you tell Two-but you’re being picked on, he’s smothering you with love

He’s not letting you go at all 

He doesn’t want anyone making you think you’re worth less than you are 

Secretly, he’s super pissed that someone would even think to mess with you and if he sees them, he won’t hesitate to confront them 

He’s taking you everywhere you need to go, no complaints <3 

If you get jumped, he will not hesitate to help fix you up before tracking down whoever hurt you

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬!!

[nobodynoteventherainn]

OKAY OKAY WAIT OUTSIDERS (seperate 😭) X DAUGHTER OF A COP 🙏

The Outsiders x Daughter of a Cop! Reader

a/n- i'm going to make reader's father the police officer b/c officers were predominantly men in the 60s. if anyone wants a version with the mother as an officer, lemme know!

Darry Curtis

Darry never gets arrested so he and your dad have no problem whatsoever with each other

He's very respectful to him

Sometimes your dad gives Darry "the company you keep" speeches

Darry just shrugs it off with a grin and promises to try and keep the gang in check

Darry's really anxious for your dad to have a good opinion of him

"You think he likes me, darlin'?"

Sodapop Curtis

Soda mostly keeps himself in check so that he's not separated from Darry

So it's not a big deal that your dad's an officer, although he does make Soda pretty nervous

There was the one time Soda and Two-Bit were hauled in for doing flips and walking on their hands down the sidewalk (yes this did happen canonically), so Soda always worries that your dad has a bad opinion of him because of that incident (your dad doesn't even remember)

Soda really wants to try on your dad's uniform (at least his badge)

He says something about it to you every time he sees your dad but despite your nettling will not ask him

Soda's eyes crinkle in a smile as he watches your dad walk away. "Glory- I really do wanna try on his badge. Or wear his belt." But when you mischievously suggest he ask your dad, Soda pales and whacks your arm playfully. "No- and don't you tell him I said that, you imp!"

Ponyboy Curtis

Pony definitely stays out of trouble

He's usually pretty nervous around authority figures, but your dad reminds him of his so they get along well and Pony's at ease around him

Although Pony was super nervous the first time he met your dad

He was asking a million questions but trying to hide his nerves

"Wait, tell me again- what's he like? Is he judgy? Is he gonna have his heater on him? He ever arrest Dally?" Yes. Yes he has.

Dallas Winston

Dally's pretty much on a first name basis with your dad

He thinks your dad's pretty chill for an officer and even has a bit of respect for him

Sometimes your dad comes home talking about what Dally, "that hood kid," did today and you have to keep yourself from laughing since of course you already know what happened

But you and Dally are still keeping your relationship hidden from your dad for obvious reasons

When you first told Dally who your dad was, he was shocked. Then he laughed so hard he cried and he almost fell out of his chair

Dallas drops his cigarette, tilting his head back as he howls with laughter. "Ol' Pig Eyes?! That's your old man? No kiddin'?" When you shoot him a look for the nickname he's given your father, he just laughs even harder. "No, doll- he ain't look nothin' like ya. You don't got his eyes, no sweat."

Steve Randle

Steve's been hauled in his fair share of times, but he isn't a huge troublemaker and is good at evading the cops, so he doesn't have much experience with them

He's not afraid of your dad but he's wary of him

He's willing to meet him but avoids him when he can

However Steve is willing to get to know your dad better if you've been together a while

The first time Steve met your dad he was pretty intimidated after but thought he was respectable

"Damn- that guy gives me the creeps."

Johnny Cade

Johnny's never been arrested before but he's deathly afraid of cops

His hands start shaking when he sees a police car and he'll grab your hand for support

He isn't willing to meet your dad until you've been together a long time, and even then you need to reassure him a lot

Every time Johnny sees your dad he's a bit more at ease with him

"Huh, he's pretty normal when he's not in that uniform. I kinda like 'im."

Two-Bit Mathews

Two-Bit hasn't been arrested for anything really serious- it's mostly just been for shoplifting and goofing around in public

Like the time he had a sword fight at the supermarket with Steve using cucumbers

"Hey, Stevie- look at this! It's perfect for fightin'! Hell, why do these things break so easily? Lemme get a new one-"

They broke almost all the cucumbers in half before the police were called

Anyway, Two-Bit is really unfazed by your dad's being an officer

He cracks jokes with him and they get along surprisingly well

Two-Bit doesn't really take much seriously so even when he is in trouble, the cops will probably end up smiling at one of his jokes eventually (your dad's been in this position a couple times)

[johnnycakesb14de]

ICKS THE GREASERS WOULD GIVE

(sorry not sorry y'all)

DARRY

Would get mad a Ponyboy and if you stand up for him (if he's being unreasonable) he'll get even more mad and yell at you

Anger issues and takes it out on you (NEVER EVER physically) and will apologize eventually but still makes you feel bad

Unknowingly gaslights you by saying things like "your acting unreasonable." Or "your being crazy."

SODAPOP

Completely fucking oblivious to girls flirting with him because he's so used to it and won't realize it til you tell him

Will be closed off if you give him a vague discription of what you're doing or where you're going because of sandy

PONYBOY

Can genuinely just be a bitch like if he's in a bad mood he's like me on day two of my period

Also he won't say anything about it he'll genuinely just be a cunt

You've definitely had to walk out on his silly business once

Scared the shit out of him tbh

JOHNNY

I genuinely can't think of anything for him

He's just like doesn't radiate anything bad

Maybe he like keeps things from you like how he's feeling

Or where he's sleeping that night because he doesn't want you to feel bad for him

In the end still not really a ick

Flirts with other girls to make you upset if you made him upset

Totally not afraid that your gonna do what Sylvia did to him so he totally doesn't accuse of it occasionally

Smokes a lot and doesn't plan on stoping

Lacks communication skills

Everything he did to cherry at the drive in

My man y'all ❤️❤️❤️😻😻😻😻

TWO-BIT

Jokes at inappropriate times and will not stop

Will make jokes about things you haven't mentally recovered from

Achollic and refuses to admit it

STEVE

Mean like literally

Can be too rough at times and doesn't understand it

Like he'll hold your hand or something and just squeeze it way to hard and if you tell him to stop he'll say your being a baby

IM SORRRYYYYYT

[h6avenly]

How the gang would react to a introverted/shy s/o!

So sorry for taking so long to write this! But here are your guy’s headcanons @bluetackbaby @l-3-xxx (I wrote more for soda since one of you guys asked for it!)

Darry

Darry would probably appreciate how quiet you are since he has to take care of boys who don’t know how to be quiet for a second of their lives

He thinks it’s very adorable how shy you are

When he isn’t at work he’s probably always by your side

When he’s stressed your presence just somehow makes him calm? (Does that even make sense lol)

Ponyboy’s probably thankful for you because you always seem to calm him down whenever he’s mad

When Darry first introduced you to the rest of the gang you just hid behind him like a five year old child

They kinda already knew Darry wasn’t one to go for loud and wild girls

When you guys would go out to dinner sometimes, Darry would probably be one of those parents who makes their child order for themselves

“Go on, tell him what you want, I’m waiting”

He doesn’t mean to do this on purpose, he just really wants you to slowly come out of your shell

He ends up ordering for you

Sodapop

You guys are literal opposites

He’s just jumping around everywhere and telling you everything that happened that day. And I mean EVERYTHING

You just smile and nod, happily listening to him talk

You’re always there for him when he needs to talk about his problems, which he is always thankful for

Whenever you guys go out anywhere, you’ll have to hold his hand just to make sure he won’t get lost

Like I said, he’ll be talking your ear off while you just listen to him, glad that at least one of you are talking

He doesn’t really mind how quiet you are, he knows you care and that you’re just shy

Whenever you guys are in crowded places, you just hold onto him the whole entire time 

He finds it cute 

Whenever you want to say something to someone, you’ll just whisper it to Soda and he’ll say it to them with a wide smile on his face

“She says she’s doing good! Probably because she’s with me of course!”

You just look at him unimpressed

When you do speak around people he’s so proud

He overall just loves how quiet you are and finds you so cute!

Ponyboy

Ponyboy doesn’t mind how quiet you are but he sometimes tries to encourage you to speak your thoughts

When you guys are alone in the comfort of his room that’s probably when you’ll be speaking more

You guys will be just living comfortably in silence with one another

He reads to you most of the time as you just sit next to him and listen

He doesn’t mind how much of an introvert you are because he’s one himself

When you come to his track meets, he’ll probably look for you in the crowd and smile knowing how you’re silently rooting for him

You get pretty happy when he reads to you, probably because you don’t have to do much talking

“Hey y/n, do y’want me to read to you again? It’s fine if not, we can do something else”

You immediately nod and become very glad that you don’t have to talk for this activity

Johnny

You guys will both be quiet together, no questions asked

The gang probably teases you both for how you guys are so similar

You and Johnny are probably never spotted without the other

You guys are literally attached together by the hip

Even if you guys don’t talk much you both get each other

You’re always there for him whenever he’ having problems with his folks

He’s really grateful for you since you are like the only other person besides Ponyboy who understands him

You guys literally don’t need anyone else when you have each other 

“Hey y/n, thanks for always listening to me whenever about my problems..”

You have to assure him it’s no problem 

Steve

Bro this guy would be encouraging you to do some crazy things with him 

He talks a lot but not on the same level as Soda

Whenever you guys are hanging out he’s just mostly talking about cars as you try and stay interested

When someone is talking to you, he’ll mostly answer them (unless you don’t want him to)

He’s happy to stay at home with you instead of going out

He’s probably around you most of the time when he isn’t at the DX

Is probably one of the loudest guys out there so the gang doesn’t really understand how you got with him

He thinks your shyness is cute

“I swear! Today I saw this super cool red mustang! It was so sleek and everything! Too bad a dirty Soc owned it..”

You would just nod along to whatever he’s saying

Two-Bit

At first he honestly thought how weird it was to be so quiet

The only other person he knew that was very much introverted and didn’t speak much was Johnny

So when he met you, you surprised him

He’s always trying to make you laugh and get out of your comfort zone

His mother always has to tell him not everyone is as outgoing as him

“I know ma! I’ll stop bothering y/n to get out of her comfort zone!”

He really does care for you even if he’s trying to make you do crazy things that make you want to hide in a hole

Like I said, he’s always trying to make you laugh no matter the circumstance

Dallas

Dallas wasn’t really used to being around girls that don’t really try and get out there

He honestly thinks it’s amusing how quiet you are

Even if you don’t talk much he’s glad to know that you’re willing to listen to whatever he’s ranting on about

He doesn’t really understand how you could be so quiet and shy but he loves you nonetheless

Whenever he forces you to go to parties at Buck’s he always makes sure you’re comfortable 

“You alright doll? We can leave if ya want.”

He tries to act like he doesn’t care but you can sense it easily

The gang is happy there will be someone around to balance Dally out

Sorry if this isn't what you really wanted! I tried my best so again I'm sorry if it's bad! But thank you guys for requesting!

[lorelaisdiary]

↱ Content Warnings: female reader, lots of stress, mentions of verbally abusive parents, and mentions of sexual harassment in Dallas’s. ↰

↱ The Outsiders x Female! Reader Who’s Under a Lot of Stress and Breaks down Because of it ↰

↱ Summary: You overwork yourself with school, your job, helping others all the time and soon, that comes crashing down on you. ↰

↱ Characters that are present in this are Darry Curtis, Sodapop Curtis, Ponyboy Curtis, Johnny Cade, Steve Randle, Dallas Winston, and Two-bit Matthews. ↰

↱ Author’s note: I want to apologize for the not posting in a long while. I’ve been extremely busy as of late with school. I hope you understand:). I do hope to make all of the stories longer as I feel they are far too short as of right now. I also wanted to make Two-bit’s slightly lighter as I felt I had gotten a little too dark with Dally‘s. I hope you enjoyed reading and I will be trying to start a routine for my writing. I hope to start writing every week or every other week. Anyways, have an amazing day/night! And I hope that your weekend is amazing and you enjoy it! ↰

Darry Curtis:

You sobbed silently in the bathroom. Darry was in the room beside you and you didn’t want to bother him or make him feel bad for the things he did/didn’t do. You knew Darry would automatically blame himself for everything you were currently going through and you didn’t want that.

After a while, you felt your tears begin to dry but you sat still until you knew that the redness had left from your eyes. If Darry asked about your sniffling, you’d tell him that you were feeling sick. You didn’t want him to worry about such small things when he had his brothers and the gang to worry about.

You left the bathroom and went to lay down with Darry. The overwhelming stress seemed to spill out of your body once more as you felt tears build again. Darry lazily wrapped his arms around you and planted a kiss to the back of your head. You looked at the arms thrown around you and took a sharp breath in. You wouldn’t accept crying in front of Darry. He wouldn’t make fun of you but he would try to take responsibility for it. You didn’t need that on top of the stress you were getting from being a waitress and having creepy old men hit on you while also going to college.

Darry made sure you knew he was very proud of you but that didn’t stop the stress from slowly building within and expressing itself in unhealthy ways. You would stay out a little later with a friend or two drinking or you’d ditch college or your job for your mental health. Nothing seemed to matter to you anymore and your life goals disappeared within mere seconds. You were beginning to go back into the same slump you were in when you were in high school. You cringed at the thought but continued to lay completely still. You didn’t want to wake Darry with you being overly sensitive about life. That’s what you were crying over. Life.

Everyone experienced what you were currently going through. Why should it matter if you, a single person, was going through something that felt debilitating? Something that held you down and prevented you from completing college and doing good at your job. Finally, you let a few more tears fall. Once it started, it didn’t stop like before. More tears began falling and you laid in your boyfriend’s arms, silently sobbing.

Darry stirred beside you and tightened his arm around your waist. “Are you crying?” He muttered out and you immediately denied the claims he made.

“No, darling. Go back to sleep. You have work tomorrow.” You wrapped you arms around Darry’s that rested against your stomach. Your back was pressed tightly against him and he kissed the top of your head gently.

“I know you are. Why don’t you tell me when you need help? I don’t care if it’s money or physical or emotional. Tell me next time.” He muttered out in that groggy voice of his and you simply nodded your head. You brought Darry’s arms up and you began to sob a little louder, feeling slightly more comforted by the fact that your burly boyfriend was behind you. You knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

“I’m sorry. You have to take care of your two kid brothers and you don’t need me being whiny because I can’t control my emotions.” You whispered out as you laid in place once more. You didn’t dare move.

“I’m here for you though because I’m yours. If you wanna cry, go right on ahead. I’m not stopping you but I also ain’t goin’ to let you cry by yourself.” Darry left his arms in the position you had put them, instead intertwining your legs together.

Sodapop Curtis:

You helped Maryann with the math problem she was working on. She was growing visibly frustrated and had been making snide remarks to you. You thought about getting up and leaving but you promised you would help her so you didn’t. Maryann looked up at you after you had mentioned she done something wrong, “How come you can point out my fucking mistakes but can’t point out your own?” That usually wouldn’t bother you mostly because you just weren’t bothered but you finally looked back at Maryann with tears filling your eyes.

“Don’t come ask me for help again. Maybe Ponyboy would be a better option or a stranger. I don’t care but don’t ask me again.” You stood from the chair and began walking away. Within a matter of minutes, Jane came running towards you.

“Can you help me? I lost my purse.” So, you spent the next thirty minutes of your life helping her look for her purse. You couldn’t leave a friend in need alone to find something. “Thank you, R/n.” Her words were spoken too late as you had already left to find Soda. Today had been a horrible day for you and it went far past the two previous events. Early that morning, you’d received a call saying that you needed to work an earlier shift as Ruth had left with little to no explanation. You had gone in and then the rest of your coworkers had left. That may not seem like much to others but to you, it was more than just people being lazy. You were always the one who got the most work thrown onto her shoulders. God forbid you tried to politely decline helping someone. The guilt of other people’s expectations would crush you. The DX was nearing in the distance and you sped up, hoping to catch Soda and Steve. They’d know how to make your day better.

You managed to open the door of the store without anyone asking you for something. Soda smiled and perked up as you walked into the store. “Soda, is your shift almost over?” Soda jumped over the counter with a grin and nodded while fixing his hat lazily.

“Good. Come on.” You grabbed his wrist and began pulling him away from the store. The two of you arrived at your house which was only because you didn’t want his brothers or friends to bother you for the time being. Without another word, you pushed him onto the couch and threw yourself down beside him. “I can’t do this anymore! Why does everyone come to me without even saying a simple ‘thank you’? Only Jane does it and maybe Ponyboy but no one else says it when they should. I’ve helped everyone in this godforsaken town out and not a damn one seems grateful.” You couldn’t register the words before allowing them to spew out, which led to your current situation. You were fearful that you hurt Soda’s feelings as you cared deeply for him and didn’t want him to feel hurt or unloved because you were in a bad mood. “I’m sorry. I took you away from a job that you NEED and then fussed about my life. I’m sorry.” You apologized multiple times and tried to make up for the attitude you had.

Soda laughed it off though and gave you a pat on your shoulder. “It’s fine, sweetheart. You wanna talk about it some more?” You leaned against him and let out an ugly sob. You hugged him tightly and tightened your grip on him. Sniffles left you just as rapidly as your tears wet Soda’s shirt.

“I don’t know.” You whispered out as you continued to sob loudly. Soda kept his arms wrapped tightly around you, refusing to let go until you dried your tears. It took a while, but Soda sat with you until you were done crying.

Ponyboy Curtis:

Your parents were still arguing, mostly about your grades and anything else they could think of that you’d done wrong. You had failed biology with a D but you didn’t think it was that bad. All your other grades were amazing. You laid limply in the bed without many thoughts going through your head other than your failures. All of the things you could’ve done differently to fix the issue before it became an issue. You got out of bed and locked your door. The phone in the corner of your room called to you as the urge to phone Ponyboy appeared.

You soon gave into the urge, picking the f/c phone up. You dialed his number almost immediately and lifted the phone up to your ear, patiently waiting. When you finally received an answer, it was Soda’s voice. “Hey, can you tell Ponyboy that he’s needed?” You murmured softly into the phone. You didn’t want your parents to walk by and accidentally overhear you planning your nighttime escape.

“Uh yeah. Hold for just a second.” Soda began yelling for the youngest Curtis. You waited until the phone was passed and began talking almost instantly.

“Pony, come get me. I just need to be with someone right now. I can’t stay here though. Please come get me.” You hated begging but knew that he would come get you if you begged. Hell, he most likely would’ve instantly came if you mentioned you needed help picking an empty box up.

You heard Ponyboy began shifting around before he mumbled out an ‘ok.’ You put the phone back on the receiver and made your way over to your window. You unlocked and opened it. Fortunately for you, you moved your room from the top floor to the bottom floor. You said it was because you didn’t like looking out the window and seeing the few feet off the ground but in reality, it was because you wanted to sneak out to see the gang.

You sat on the window sill until you seen Ponyboy and Johnny walking in the distance. You hopped out and closed your window almost completely, leaving only a gap the size of your hand so you could push it up. You ran towards the two boys, jumping on your lover as soon as you were close enough. You shoved your face into his jacket and kept it there for a while. He didn’t seem to mind as he rubbed your back and comforted you the best he could.

You weren’t crying because you hated crying in front of others. You had managed to hold your tears back until that point though. Once you heard Johnny walk away, presumably to smoke, you began to cry softly. Ponyboy seemed taken aback by it but continued to rub your back softly. He began walking away from your house. “Won’t Johnny be left here alone?” You whispered out in between the heavy breathes and quiet whimpers.

“He’ll be fine. He was heading back to the house. It’s the middle of December. It’s freezing out here.” Ponyboy muttered out to you as you began quietly laughing.

“I like this more than the heat though. Thank you for coming to get me.” Tears were still falling but not nearly as much as they were before.

“You’re welcome.” He muttered back out into your hair as the two of you whispered to each other until you got back to his house. Johnny and the rest of the boys were in the living room. It seemed none of them wanted to go back to their respective homes just yet. Soda let out a sigh when he seen the two of you walk in.

“Y’all want the room, don’t you?” He grumbled out as you nodded.

“We can go to that diner up the road.” You watched Steve talk with his mouth open and chocolate cake still in it.

Ponyboy slipped past all of them and took you to his and Soda’s shared room. He laid you on the bed before climbing in beside you. Your tears had long since dried but you looked over at him. “My parents were arguing about me again. Talking about my grades and all. I don’t care though. I tried and now, I don’t care.” You pushed yourself further into him and closed your eyes.

“I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?” He questioned as he kissed your cheek gently.

“Just stay by me for a little bit.” You whispered back out as you curled closely to him, falling asleep and feeling better about the situation.

Johnny Cade:

You reread the notes you had scribbled messily into your notebook. Something was really starting to get to you. You couldn’t name it but the feeling in the pit of your stomach was making you antsy. You closed your notebooks when that feeling began showing itself as sadness.

Tears built up within your eyes and you pushed yourself away from the table you were sitting at. You felt the tears continue to grow rapidly and stood up. You couldn’t stay in the library while crying. You gathered your notebooks all together and ran out of the building as silently as possible. You decided to head down to Johnny’s “home.”

It was dirty but you knew that it was the only home Johnny had. He had the Curtis household along with yours to go to whenever he needed but he hated going to y’all. You were quite the opposite. You liked to go to him with your problems. It made you feel better. Though, you didn’t always go to him. You noticed Johnny wasn’t hanging around out there so you laid down on the fluffiest part of grass you could find. You knew Johnny was most likely in the Curtis household.

You put your arms under your head for a little while and waited patiently to hear Johnny or any of the boys. You finally heard Johnny and Ponyboy. You looked up at the two and put your head back down lazily. “Hey.” You gave a short wave with the hand that wasn’t laying under your head. You finally sat up and looked up at the two of them with little to no emotion showing on your face.

“Are you okay?” Johnny sat down beside you and shooed his best friend away for a second. Ponyboy walked away from the two of you while you just sat there.

“Fine.” You sniffled quietly. You weren’t full on crying. You were just… doing the opposite of crying.

“You sure don’t sound it.” Johnny laid himself down beside you. He let one of his arms wrap around you and you slowly turned over before you started to cry into his denim jacket. You were still almost silent.

“I’m tired.” You covered your own face, slightly embarrassed to be crying like a child in front of Johnny. You reminded yourself that he’s seen you in almost everyone predicament possible. Including the one where you tried to wax.

The more you thought about those funny moments with him, the more you slowly stopped crying. “No, I’m being serious. I feel overworked…? I feel so exhausted, too.” You finally admitted, openly and without shame. Johnny just let a hand run messily through your hair. He pulled you closer.

“Why don’t you take a nap? Pony won’t care if we sleep for a bit.” Johnny whispered out as he pulled you closer. You leaned against him with only your sniffles agreeing to his words.

You weren’t real big on talking after crying as you knew it would make your voice hoarser than ever. You let out a weak cough once your throat began experiencing an itchy sensation at the base. With one final sigh, you slowly fell asleep beside Johnny.

Steve Randle:

You ate another chip. Another minute passed. Tears stained your cheeks. Your throat was hurting from all the screaming you had previously done. The argument was stuck in your head. Steve was silently sitting beside you. He wasn’t even bothered with eating chocolate cake. He was simply sitting beside you. “He got real mean towards me. I couldn’t do anything.” You covered your face blindly. Tears started to fall once more.

You curled up towards yourself. Your knees came close to hitting your chest but they didn’t. “I can’t do nothing about it but, why don’t you take a nap?” Steve tried to comfort as best as he could.

“I don’t want to. I just want to cry.” You laid down on the couch you were on. The two of you were at your apartment. You had gotten it through a long drawn out process that included lots of lies. You weren’t to keen on going into it.

You grabbed another chip and ate it with a sigh. You finally let out a cough when the chip went down wrong. You covered your mouth as Steve stared at you. You didn’t want him or anyone else staring at you while you sobbed your heart out.

You moved from your curled up spot and slipped off of the couch the two of you were sitting on. You walked into the bathroom and covered your face. You were embarrassed and were now tired after sobbing for so long. The bathroom door opened and Steve finally let out a sigh. “Is there anythin’ I can do to make it easier, darlin’?” Steve let one of his hands fall on your back. You slowly turned to face him before you threw yourself into his arms. Your world felt like it was falling apart so easily.

“I just want to stay here with you.” You continued sobbing before Steve kissed your head.

“I’ll stay here for as long as you need me to.”

Dallas Winston:

You knew Dally wasn’t good with emotions and tried avoiding the conversation with him. You had almost succeeded in him not realizing you were hurt and in pain. It wasn’t physical this time, no, it was only mental pain. Dally wouldn’t be able to understand where you were coming from and would automatically tell you to stop whining and fix the issue. You crossed your arms over your chest as your boyfriend sat on the bed in front of you.

“Dally, I’ve been struggling lately. I’ve been in pain and I’m so hurt and I can’t figure it out and I know you’re going to tell me to stop whining and all. But, it still hurts.” You let out a choked sob and finally climbed into the bed and closed your eyes. Your tears started to fall down your face. It was very unfortunate for you.

Dally let out a sigh from behind you and laid down to wrap his arms around you. “I can’t say I understand what’s happening but, I do know that you’ll survive. You always do.” You cried a little harder into your pillow as you listened to Dallas give his own words of strength you assumed that made him feel better when someone told him that so you accepted his weird love for you.

“I know, Dally. You don’t understand. My boss won’t leave me alone. I’m being harassed at work by boys who keep pulling on my skirts and won’t leave them alone long enough for me to move on to the next customer without having to fix my skirt.” You shoved your face fully into the pillow and felt Dally wrap his hand around your own.

“What if I drop by tomorrow? With Johnny and Pony.” Dally pulled you against his body so that your back rested against his chest comfortably.

“That would be amazing if it meant that you would keep them away. They won’t leave me alone and my boss refuses to keep them away from me.” Dally finally planted a kiss on your neck before he let you grab his arms and move him however you want. He didn’t want to voice his opinion or anything as he knew that would make you distance yourself further from him.

He silently held you for as long as you wanted and needed. He wouldn’t ever say anything aloud but he knew that you understood his physical gestures.

You were comfortable with his gestures as your emotions slowly calmed down. You curled around him and finally the two of you fell asleep with a specific calmness that you two only got with each other.

Two-Bit Matthews:

He was drinking and watching Mickey Mouse again. You were wiping tears away while also laughing at what was happening in front of you. Two-bit was full on drunk and was arguing with you. “You’re not my girlfriend.” He frowned as he swatted at you once more. You let out a gasp when his hand made contact with your thigh.

“I am your girlfriend, Two.” You crossed your arms over your chest and let out a sigh. Two looked up at your face and finally let out a sigh.

“No, I don’t see it. R/n is my girl. Not you.” Two’s head laid back on the couch as his eyes closed.

Earlier in the day, you had almost fist fought your mom over Two. So, you were now trying to cuddle with your drunk boyfriend.

“I’m not playing. Just let me cuddle with you.” You tried to hug him one last time before he scoffed and pushed you away. You sat down on the couch and you finally closed your eyes and let yourself drift off into a dreamless sleep.

* * * *

Two shook you and you sat up with a gasp. “Do you remember what happened last night?” Was the first question that left your mouth.

Two shook his head slowly. “No, I don’t.” He rubbed the back of his neck as you started laughing.

“You told me I wasn’t your girlfriend when I needed comfort.” You wrapped your arms around him before pouting slowly. Finally, Two realized what you said.

“What happened?” Two-bit sat beside you on the couch and pulled you into his lap.

“Don’t worry about it. I was just joking with you.” You weren’t but, you didn’t want him to worry so much about you. He cared for you so much that if you wanted, he would probably cook and clean for you.

You kissed him and the two of you sat there for a while, understanding that you both were okay so long as you were together.

[zuricu]

The Ousiders - Their favorite toys if they had a 2000s childhood

WARNINGS: none!!

I posted this one on Wattpad a while ago, but I'll post it here too :)

Ponyboy:

Would spin until he got sick

Sodapop:

This one needs to be cannon? Like c'mon??

Darry:

He collected them all

Johnny:

Tell me I'm wrong

Steve:

He gives off this energy but he would def also collect Hot Wheels and the race tracks for them

Two-Bit:

Would try to make his art so good but it was the worst thing ever. He would also have a Tickle-Me Elmo

Dallas:

Pissed everyone off with these damn things

[meii-jasmine]

We stan Filipino Miku! 🇵🇭

She has her own Mikutoda tricycle, eating kwek kwek before the rush hour

[courfee]

it's been exactly a year since the last chapter of Operation Walburga's Arbitrary No Kissing Ever Rule and I still miss it. This scene is probably one of my favourite things I've ever written and I've wanted to draw it for forever, so now seemed like an appropriate time

[iliothermia]

is your artwork primarily digital or traditional?

Digital! But mostly mouse. I just got a tablet recently, and those drawings have a different texture from my mouse drawings ex: mouse (things are much sharper and shaded by intricate lines, no pressure sensitivity)

ex: tablet (shaded more like a pencil bc I have pressure sensitivity)

[spikedhe4rt]

can you please do a johnny smut with the reader giving johnny a hj and they keep edging him and he's really whiny and whimpers a lot? sorry if this is too specific! thank you

Sub!Johnny x Reader Smut

Word Count: 1221

I climbed on top on Johnny, situating myself. I kiss him, enveloping his soft and plump lips. He placed his hands tightly on my hips. "Fuck!" Johnny whimpered. I let out a giggle at his desperation. "Such a pathetic baby." I ran a teasing hand down his chest, my hand slipping under his shirt. He moaned as he felt my warm on his belly. "Please, take it off!" he squeaked out.

I smiled down at him, ready to give him a order. "Sit up. Now" He immediately sat up and followed my directions. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his chest that was already covered in hickeys from yesterday. "Stand up for me!" He lifted himself from the bed slowly. "I love you so much, Johnny. You know that, right?"

He nodded with a whimper. I leaned into his warm body to kiss him deeply. My hands slit down to the button on his jeans, unfastening them quickly. Johnny groaned into the kiss, and brought a hand to my breasts. I pushed Johnny away from the kiss. "Take it off for me" He kicked his pants and underwear quickly, revealing his hard cock.

Johnny's cock was releasing beads of pre-cum by the second and rock hard. His cock was pulsing with need and reddish at the tip. It was begging for release and stimulation. He didn't know what was to come. Johnny the sat down on the bed, watching me as I was about to strip for him.

My hands slowly went down to the bottom of my tank top, lifting it teasingly over my head. My pink lacey bra with a pink bow in the middle to match was on display for him. Only for him. His dick twitched as he waited for me to lose my shorts next. "You're so pretty" he said to me. I smiled at him before pulling down my shorts, stepping out of them after.

I walked over to the bed and straddled Johnny, my clothed pussy rubbing against his naked cock slightly. I scooted back a little, adding more space between us. My lips found there way to his neck, peppering kisses on his neck. I bit down on the sensitive part on his neck then soothing it with my warm tongue. "Fuck. More!" he panted out.

I can already see the hickeys forming on his neck as he begged. I put my hand around his neck, pulling him towards me for a kiss. Our lips pushed together roughly. Johnnys tongue slipped into my mouth deepening the kiss. Fuck. I pulled away from him once again, eliciting a groan from him.

"Baby, please do something. Anything!" Johnny cried out. I nodded at him before grabbing his face, squishing his cheeks till his lips opened involuntarily. My other hand came up under his mouth, "Spit." I told him as I let his face go. Johnny leaned his head forward, his silky hair brushing his face to spit in my hand. My hand trailed down to his desperate cock.

The spit from my hand coated his cock that was already slightly wet from his precum. "Fuck. Feels so good, doll." I started to slowly stroke his dick at a slow, grueling pace. Johnny moaned loudly, his hips bucking up slightly into my hand. I placed a hand on his chest as I continued. "You look so handsome like this, Johnny." I whispered to him. He leaned into me, scanning over my features. "T-thank you"

The pace of my strokes picked up, making johnny cry out. "Please!" He breathed as he felt the change. I kept up my pace as he voice became more and more whiney and breathless. I knew that he would cum soon. I started to use both my hands to stroke his cock. One of my hands eventually came to add pressure to his leaky tip.

"Fuck! Im gonna cum. Please let me cum." I smirked at him, shaking my head. "No. Hold it for me!" He whimpered on what seemed like the verge of tears. "Oh fuck!" Johnny voice was raspy and soft as he begged for a release. I continued my work on his hard cock. "You sound so pretty, Johnny."

I could feel his overstimulated cock throb in my hold as I kept stroking. Sayings of " You like that don't you?" and "Not yet, baby." radiated as his "Feels so good." and "I wanna cum." filled the room. I brought a hand up to his mouth for more spit. He immediately filled my request, groaning as my hand returned to his cock. "Im getting close again! please!" I removed my hands completely from him completely. "You have to wait, baby."

He nodded, overstimulated, "Please give me your hands again!" I gave exactly what he needed. My left hand trailed down to his aching cock as my other went to his balls. I rubbed the velvety skin, increasing to his pleasure. Tears pricked his eyes as he knew he was getting edged for a third time. "Baby can I cum, please?" I shook my head with a smirk.

His whole face was tucked into my neck, tear streaming down. "Can I have kiss? Please!" I brought his head up and pressed a passionate kiss to his lips. Johnny put one of his hands on my hip and one on my throbbing clit. I got really worked up watching him beg. He began to rub slowly as I continued to stroke his overstimulated cock. "Fuck. You're such a good boy!"

My strokes began to get faster as I felt my own high building up. "Feels so good. Can I cum?" I started to kiss his neck before replying "Make me cum then I'll let you" Once Johnny heard my words, his fingers began to work faster. "You make me feel so good, Johnny. Shit!" My high was so close, about to tip over the edge. Johnny gave my puffy clit one last circle before my eye rolled back and I came all over his fingers.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out. I kissed Johnny, my tongue slipping into his mouth once again. I pulled away about to let him have his release. "Cum for me, Johnny." I told him with a nod, lip between my teeth. Johnny let out a loud moan before cumming hard on my hand. I brought my cum covered hand to my mouth, running my tongue over his release. After that, I brought him in for another kiss, making him taste himself slightly.

"Thank you, baby." he said as we began to lay down together. I looked at him in his eyes, lovingly, "I love you, Johnny." He kissed me softly "I love you more."

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A/N: Hi guys!! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. My requests are always open!! I have a request chapter on this book and my dms are opens. I love you guys!!! <3

[callme-holly]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

headcanons:

the gang x little curtis sibling!reader getting your period monthly shed prank the gang x extroverted!reader jealousy headcanons the gang x drag racer!reader theatre kid!reader dog person!reader reader with ocd affectionate!reader the gang x reader with body dysmophia the gang x quick-witted!reader the gang x ditzy!reader the gang x reader under anaesthesia warming your hands/feet against them the gang x overstimulated!reader how protective the boys are the gang x cat person!reader how you met the boys the gang x sunshine!reader the gang during the holidays how they act when they're mad the gang x short!reader the gang x injured!reader randomly asking for a hug how they act around kids the gang x artist!reader the gang x curvy!reader going to build a bear the gang as dads princess treatment meeting the gang (younger) cuddling with the gang the gang x hard of hearing!reader the gang x athletic!reader the gang x party!girl sick!reader how they help you socially anxious!reader tiana!reader first time sharing a bed quiet moments with the gang dancer!reader famous!reader gift giving!reader fighting in the rumble

imagines:

comforting the gang

[nobodynoteventherainn]

The Outsiders as Dog Breeds Headcanons

Darry Curtis- Pharaoh Hound

Pharaoh Hounds are sighthounds from Malta bred to hunt small game and chase it over rocky, difficult terrain

So they're extremely energetic, persistent, and alert

Like Darry- you have to have some degree of energy and persistence to work two jobs and keep doing that every day for your brothers

He's also very protective of the gang, similar to a Pharaoh Hound's alertness towards danger and protectiveness of their owners

They're also very intelligent, like Darry- top of his class

Pharaoh Hounds are also known for a stubborn streak, and a bit of independence

They don't shed a whole lot- they're fairly neat, like Darry, how he keeps his hair short and neat

Plus, they just look like him

They've got that strong, slightly threatening look to them

Sodapop Curtis- Mudi

Mudik (yep, that's the plural) are Hungarian herding dogs meant to drive cattle and sheep

So, like most herding dogs, they're very playful, energetic, and intelligent

Soda is also playful and we all know he's an absolute ball of unending energy

He may not be book smart, but he's definitely very emotionally intelligent

Mudik also bark a lot

Ya boy Sodapop never shuts his mouth and we all know this

They're also very friendly and get along well with other dogs

Soda definitely is a very likeable person and I think that when he was in school he loved group work (and probably got told to be quiet 24/7)

They just have that goofy, carefree, happy look to them and I think they're definitely Soda

But you were expecting Soda to be a Golden Retriever, weren't you?

Ponyboy Curtis- Bolognese

Bolognese are small companion dogs from Italy!

Since they were bred as pets, they're very well mannered- fairly quiet, easy to train, and friendly

Ponyboy isn't a big talker either, but he does seem to get along with many people

Bolognese are also known for being pretty calm and sedate, like Pony

Also, Bolognese are very adaptable. Obviously the Curtis brothers are resilient too. But now that's making me sad.

They're very intelligent dogs- of course every dog is intelligent in their own way, but most dogs with the small size of the Bolognese aren't quite as intelligent as they are

And honestly, Pony is probably the smartest of the gang

I love the way these dogs look so sweet, too. I think their faces radiate Ponyboy

Dallas Winston- Beauceron

Hailing from France, Beauceron were bred to herd and guard livestock (particularly sheep) from predators

So they have strong protective instincts and bold, assertive personalities

Yep, sounds like Dally- I think he wasn't just protective of Johnny, either. It was the whole gang.

Beauceron are also extremely high energy

I feel like if Dally wanted to, he could do something for days on end without sleep and not pass out

He's definitely a night owl

Beauceron are known for their loyalty and Dallas definitely isn't a flake either

And they shed. A lot. They're not neat dogs.

I know for a fact Dally forgets to shower

I'm loving the photo I used, that dog looks menacing. These are definitely leather jacket dogs.

Steve Randle- Boykin Spaniel

Boykins are spaniels from South Carolina, bred to hunt wild turkeys and ducks in swamps

Steve, too, is a swamp creature

Boykin Spaniels can be a bit stubborn, and I don't think Randle is a real people pleaser either

They bark from time to time, not often, and not rarely.

I don't think Steve is a constant talker (Soda does that for him), but he definitely will chip in when he wants to

They're energetic, pretty goofy, and playful

Yeah, that's Steve. Like, you saw the backflip off the car, right?

Despite this goofiness, Boykins are hunting dogs. They're dedicated to their jobs and intelligent.

Steve is pretty good at his job, I gotta say. And I think it takes more than half a brain to know your way around engines

These dogs are also really loyal

So is Steve. He seems grumpy, but you can definitely tell he loves his friends and will protect them.

Johnny Cade- French Bulldog

A small French dog breed bred as the companion version of the original Bulldog!

They're easy to train, being bred as pets- eager to please

The same way Johnny wanted to make the gang happy (especially Dal)

Frenchies are also very quiet dogs.

Like Johnny. I think it's so nice that he and Pony would just sit together in silence

They're small (less than 30 pounds) and don't require much exercise

Johnny was small, appearing 2 years younger than his age. And he was probably in good shape but I don't think he'd join a track team or anything

French Bulldogs are also really affectionate with their families. Like Johnny and the gang

Oh my gosh, researching Johnny's dog made me so sad. I can't stop thinking about the "little dark puppy that has been kicked too many times and is lost in a crowd of strangers" 😭

Two-Bit Mathews- Shetland Sheepdog

Shetland Sheepdogs are a Scottish breed intended to herd farm animals and suited to the rocky Shetland islands

Let me start off by saying Shelties are very affectionate and friendly with their family, kids, and other dogs

I think Two-Bit could get along with anyone if he wanted to, and he's obviously very dedicated to the gang

However, Shelties are also very vigilant and protective of their families against strangers

Much like Two's willingness to defend the rest of the gang from Socs

They're known to be very playful and goofy

So is Two-Bit.

They bark a lot. And we all know Two-Bit never shuts his trap

Also, I haven't forgotten about Two-Bit's long red sideburns

Look at the freaking sideburns on that dog!

My Valentine's day gift to @totoroboiii! I hope you enjoy it- I was worried it was a bit outside of your request! I'm sorry for posting so late!

@outsiders-gift-exchanges

[johnnycakesb14de]

johnny cade is the typa guy…

i feel like johnnycakes is always wondering where you are.

if that doesn’t make sense let me explain…

i don’t think he’s the type to be clinging on to you 24/7 (maybe like 20/5 if that even makes sense ;-;)

but like if your not with him and he doesn’t know where you are he like asks people

johnny: hey, uhm ponyboy? have you seen y/n?

ponyboy:johnny you asked me 25 minutes ago. probably at the dingo with her friends bothering people?

johnny: probably…

ponyboy:why don’t you go over there and get her if you need her?

johnny:ahhhh…I dunno man…i don’t wanna bother ‘er, ya dig?

ponyboy: i’ll go with ya. i wanna pepsi.

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[gendiebrainrotreceipts]

“Gamete? Lmao no one talks like that in real life” my guy you think ‘what are your pronouns?’ is a normal question to ask

[your-unfriendlyghost]

this is such an open request BUT you should do anything to do w steviepop we need more of them

Finally I’m writing Ponyboy discovering Steviepop lol. It’s been discussed before on here, by myself and plenty of others, but I don’t think anyone’s written a full thing for it yet, so here we are lol!

Will cross post to Ao3 soon as this is up lol

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 Ponyboy freezes at the porch, hand hovering over the doorknob.

  Through the window, Soda’s on the couch kissing a girl. 

  That wouldn’t be so strange on its own- sure, Soda usually has the tact to keep all the girl-kissing to his bedroom, but it’s not unheard of- except for one detail.

  He’s kissing Evie.

  Steve Randle’s girl.

  Soda’s best friend’s girl.

  “Holy shit,” Curly Shepard whispers, eyes wide as dinner plates.

  Pony blinks, making sure he’s seein’ this right.

  Evie’s on top of Soda, and Pony can’t think of anyone else who has long curly chestnut-colored hair like that, so he knows it’s gotta be Evie. Beyond that, her arm, which is wrapped around Soda’s neck, is covered in freckles. No other brown-skinned girl Pony’s met has freckles like Evie.

  “No way he’s kissin’ Randle’s gal!” Curly exclaims, nudging Ponyboy as if he has somehow missed it. “What’d Randle do to piss him off, ya think?”

  “She’s probably forcin’ him?!” Ponyboy tries to rationalize.

  “Oh he sure don’t look forced!” 

  Sure enough, Soda’s kissing back just as hard. His hands are on Evie’s waist under her blouse, and he’s got a look on his face that Ponyboy’s never wanted to see on his brother.

  “But- but Steve…” Pony stutters.

  How could Soda do this?! How could he sit there necking his best buddy’s girl?!

  “They must’ve broken up, right?!” Ponyboy offers, running a sweaty hand through his hair.

  “No way…I saw her with Randle just earlier today, holdin’ hands at the DX,” Curly insists.

  Pony swallows. “Shit…oh shit.”

-

  Ponyboy swings the door of the DX store open, bells jingling. 

  “What’re you doin’ here?” Steve asks, his dark eyes narrowed. He’s chewing bubblegum, and leaning on the counter by the register. “Soda ain’t ‘round, and babies don’t get no discount.”

  Ponyboy bites back a scowl. Maybe Steve deserves to have his girl two-time him with Soda, he thinks for a second.

  “I know,” Ponyboy says, lowering his voice. “I ain’t lookin’ for Soda. I’m lookin’ for you.”

  Steve wrinkles his nose. “...Why?” 

  Ponyboy looks around, confirming that the place is empty of listening eyes. “D’ya have a break comin’ up? It’s…sorta serious,” he murmurs.

  Steve frowns, eyebrows raising. “Serious?” he repeats, voice losing its hard edge. “Are you in trouble?” he says, eyes flicking to the door. Quieter, he says “You ain’t in another…murder wrap, are ya?”

  “No, nothing like that. It’s about…” Ponyboy swallows, stomach turning. How can he betray Soda like this, Soda who he loves, Soda who gets him in a way no one else does?! 

  But he’s gotta. It isn’t fair to Steve.

  Ponyboy sighs. “...It’s about uh…Soda.”

  Bemused, Steve wrings his hands. “Shoot, Pony, I ain’t got a break comin’ up, just closin’ time in half an hour. What’s up with Soda?”

  Ponyboy tries to answer, but his mouth is dry. 

  “He ain’t in…trouble, is he? Is he okay?” Steve says, brows drawing together. The waver in his voice does a lousy job of hiding his concern. God, it kills Ponyboy, hearing Steve so worried about Soda, about his best friend- and Ponyboy’s never much liked the guy, but Steve clearly cares so much about Soda. He wonders for the thousandth time today how the hell Soda could do this to Steve?

  Soda, who held Steve at night when his old man kicked him out- Ponyboy wasn’t supposed to see that, but he’d needed water, and he’d seen the two of them on the couch, Steve’s head on Soda’s chest, curled up close and crying. Soda had been whispering things that Ponyboy couldn’t make out and stroking Steve’s hair, trying to sooth him. When he’d caught sight of Pony, he’d tilted his head back at the hall authoritatively, and Pony had ran back  to his room as fast as he could…

  God, Pony can’t imagine that. How can you care about someone enough to hold him, hug him, cry with him and care for him, but also fall for his girl?!

  “Yeah, yeah, Randle, Soda’s okay,” Ponyboy says, feeling like the worst person in the world. “Everyone is okay, physically. But there’s a problem you should know about…” he trails off. What if Steve can’t forgive Soda? What if Soda loses his best friend because of Ponyboy?!

  “Well spit it out, Racehorse,” Steve says sarcastically.

  “Look I don’t know how to say this, and I don’t really know what’s happening, and I coulda seen wrong- But Steve, yesterday I saw…I saw Soda and Evie neckin’ on the couch.” Ponyboy says, closing his eyes tight. He doesn’t wanna see the look that’ll be on Steve’s face. He can’t. 

  “Oh…yeah…” Steve says finally. And he doesn’t sound distraught, just…unsure…? Ponyboy opens his eyes to get a better look at him. 

  Steve doesn’t look surprised. His eyes are squinted like he’s trying to pick words to say, and he’s still smacking on his pink bubblegum. It’s like Ponyboy told him that the highschool isn’t doing wrestling this year or something- mildly concerning, but ultimately not connected at all to Steve personally.

  “That’s…your Evie, I mean,” Ponyboy clarifies, waiting for some reaction.

  Steve nods. “Yeah, Einstein, what other Evies do we know?” he says, without any real heat. “Uh…I ‘ppreciate your tellin’ me, ‘n all,” he says, fiddling with a pen behind the counter. “I guess that musta been hard for ya, so.”

  Ponyboy frowns. Yeah, it was, but that’s…not the takeaway he expected at all.

  “Ain’t you gonna…say somethin’?” Pony says, in a small voice.

  Steve takes a deep breath, glancing at the back office. “Uhm…yeah…somethin’. Right.” He runs a hand through his hair. “Look, kid, I uh…I kinda know…about that,” he says, speaking haltingly.

  Ponyboy blinks incredulously. Steve Randle once yelled at him for breathing too loud, and yet he’s this calm about his girlfriend cheating on him?!

  “...What?” Ponyboy says.

  Steve sucks his teeth. “Yeah…no, we have um…well. You know, Evie’s always dug your brother, and with Sandy outta the picture…uh…shoot. No, I mean…er…” he stammers, nervous in a way Pony has never seen him be before. “I ain’t tellin’ this well,” he grumbles, scrubbing a hand down his face. He sighs. “Look, Ponyboy, you can’t be tellin’ anyone ‘bout this, okay? Because it’s sorta a secret…” he trails off.

  “What is it?!”

  Steve looks at the office again, making sure the manager can’t hear him. “Okay kid, you wanna know the score?” he says, voice dropping to a whisper. He leans closer. “I’ll tell ya the score: Your brother, Evie, and me have a bit of an…arrangement…with each other,” he explains, waving his hand back and forth. “We both dig Evie, ‘n she digs us, so…”

  “You share her?!” Pony whisper-shouts.

  Steve cringes. “I mean- I guess that’s a way of puttin’ it,” he says reluctantly. “But it ain’t quite…like that…” he frowns, righting himself. “Look, I dunno what Soda wants his kid brother to know, okay? An’ frankly, I dunno how much I think you gotta know. So…ask him about it, yeah?”

  “But you’re…okay with this?!”

   “Yeah,” Steve says, eyes half-lidded. He smiles dopily. “I’m real okay with it,” he murmurs.

  Ponyboy leans back, getting mental images that he doesn’t like. He’s probably nuts, but for a second, he wonders- do Steve and Soda share…each other, too?! 

  He shoves the thought outta his head fast, because Soda can’t be a queer. Ponyboy would know if his brother was queer…wouldn’t he? And Steve can’t be either- he’s so tough,  so…so…indelicate. …Right?

  But then again…Ponyboy never thought Steve would be okay with sharing his girlfriend, either…so maybe he doesn’t know anything at all.

  He leaves the DX feeling dazed, with one thought on his mind- What the hell just happened?!

-

  “Hey Pepsi-Cola, get this- your kid brother’s onto us,” Steve says, walking into Evie’s room. He trades his work shirt for one of the sweatshirts he’s left on the floor of her closet.

  Soda and Evie both look at him, Soda looking nervous and Evie amused. “What?”

  “You heard me,” Steve says, sprawling out across their thighs so his head’s in Soda’s lap and his shoulders and torso are on Evie’s. “He stopped by today, told me he’d seen yous twos- an’ I quote,” he smirks, “Neckin’ on the couch.”

  Soda flushes, cursing under his breath. “The lil’ jerk saw that?!” he says, but his voice is drenched in that sickening affection it always is when talking about his little brother. 

  “Maybe he heard it. You’re pretty loud,” Evie says, wiggling her sharp eyebrows.  

  “Aw, shuddup,” Soda says, trying and failing to stifle a smile.

  “No, no, she’s right,” Steve grins pointedly. Soda sticks out his tongue and rests his hand on Steve’s face. 

  “But seriously,” Soda says, paleing, “Ponyboy saw us?”

  “Yeah. Poor kid was freakin’ out, too,” Steve says, shaking his head. “He felt real bad about tellin’ me, you could tell he didn’t wanna expose ya, but he said he thought I oughta know.”

  “And what’d you tell him?” Evie asks, poking his side. 

  Steve chews his lip. “Well, to tell ya the truth, I didn’t rightly know what to say. Didn’t think you wanted him to know about uh…our whole deal, an’ all, Soda.”

  “But what’d ya tell him?” Evie prods, squeezing his hand.

  Steve shrugs, or at least as much as he can lying down. “I told him that the three of us have…an arrangement, ‘cos me an’ you,” he nods at Soda, “both like you,” he says, squeezing Evie’s hand back. “The kid couldn’t get his head ‘round the fact that I’m okay with it,” he adds, chuckling. 

  “Well, to be fair, you get pretty jealous sometimes, buddy,” Soda teases, ruffling his hair.

  “Only of other folks,” Steve defends. Yeah, he’d be real jealous seein’ Soda or Evie flirting with a guy or girl who isn’t him. But when it’s with each other, it just feels…right, or something. Like things are exactly how they should be, and everything is lovely, even on the east side. “Anyhow,” Steve says, “I told him he oughta ask you about it, because I wasn’t sure how much ya wanted me to say.”

   Soda hums. “Well gee, Steve, that’s tough. I dunno how much you wanna say. ‘Cos he finds out I’m…queer, then he finds out you ain’t so solid neither.”

  Steve swallows. Glory, he knows that. He knows it well. 

  The thing is, he’s not queer, really. Not exactly. Not like those flits at the bars in New York or San Francisco. Not like those men who dressed like women. He’s not- he’s not like them. He doesn’t care about the looks of other guys, he doesn’t give a damn about abs or muscles if they ain’t his own.

  It’s just…Soda. 

  God, he just. He can’t help loving Soda. He can’t. He tried not to, Lord knows he tried not to, but he does. He loves how Soda looks, how Soda talks, how Soda can make him melt with just a smile. He loves how Soda’s grin’s a little crooked and how his dimples are deeper on one side than the other. Ever since he was a kid, all he’s ever wanted is to run away with Soda, get outta Tulsa, and drive ‘round together forever.

   But then, he’d never cared much for girls either, not until Evie. Sure, he’d torn through those Playboy magazines with Johnny and Dally, and yeah, he’d watched those Marilyn Monroe flicks with Two-Bit, but he never got how they could really get anything outta it. He figured he just wasn’t wired to jack off normal-like.

  But when Evie first touched him, it was like he’d discovered a whole new feeling. Like he’d been seeing in black and white, and she’d turned it technicolor. She’d sat on his lap in the drive-in, and suddenly he understood what Dally meant when he told him about his exploits. 

  Except it wasn’t fully new, either. He’d felt something like that for years around Soda. 

  But he didn’t dig too deep into it, because that was just…Soda. 

  It’s like Steve can only love Soda and Evie, and no other guy or gal in all the world. So he isn’t…that queer. Not really…not exactly. And so…yeah, he isn’t totally sure he wants Ponyboy to think of him like…that…

  But he doesn’t wanna pretend he doesn’t love Soda either. 

  Steve sighs. “…Just tell the kid the truth, I guess.”

  Soda smiles, very slightly. “Really?”

  “Before I change my mind, wise guy,” Steve growls, but he doesn’t really mean it. 

  He loves Sodapop Curtis and Evie Peterson, and he wants the whole world to know it. But considering the context…he’ll settle for just Ponyboy.

  -

  “Hey, Pony?” Soda says in a hushed voice as he slinks into their shared bedroom. Ponyboy’s seated at his desk, drawing doodles on his homework, and he glances up.

  “Hey, Sodapop,” he greets, trying to sound casual. Like he didn’t just find out Soda and Steve had been secretly dating the same girl, and like he didn’t think that was the weirdest thing he’d ever heard.

  “How was your day?” Soda asks hesitantly.

  “It was…okay,” Pony says, not wanting to be the one to mention the elephant in the room. “So you uh…went out tonight again, I see? How was that?”

  “Oh yeah, it was nice,” Soda nods, “Real nice. Hung out at the gal’s house, talked about uh…life and stuff. Turns out she digs horses too, only she learned English style, not Western,” Soda says, shrugging off his jacket. 

  “So ya talked about horses. How’d…Steve like that?” Pony prompts. Soda freezes for just a fraction of a second, but then he’s flopping onto the bed like nothing’s the matter.

  “He didn’t love it,” Soda says, grinning, “but just you wait, we’ll make a cowboy of him yet.”

  “You an’…Evie?” Pony says finally. 

  “…Yes,” Soda says, propping himself up on his elbow, “me an’ Evie.” He’s still smiling, but his expression has grown just a hint guarded.

  “So Steve wasn’t lyin’. Y’all do…share her,” Pony mutters.

  “No, he wasn’t,” Soda nods. “But y’know…that ain’t the full…story…” he says, voice wavering. He looks at the wall. “Ponyboy, listen, the thing about it is…” he trails off, eyes getting glossy.

  Pony hurls himself onto the bed next to his brother, and wraps an arm around his shoulders. “It’s okay, Sodapop, you can tell me.”

  Soda smiles feebly. “Oh Pony, I don’t mean to be such a bawl baby about it, I really don’t. I dunno what’s up with me…” he says with a half-baked chuckle. “I just don’t…I don’t want ya seein’ me different, you dig?”

  “You’re in love with Steve Randle, ain’t ya?” Pony blurts out. Soda goes stiff under his arm. But when he speaks, his voice is steady.

  “Yeah. Pony, I…I’m…I am.” He closes his eyes, and whispers “…Don’t tell Darry.”

  “Sodapop, Darry won’t be mad…he loves ya, no matter what,” Pony reassures. Even though you have terrible taste.

  “Yeah, but… He’ll worry. He worries too much now. I don’t want him to worry ’bout me, too…” Soda exhales. When he turns to meet Pony’s eyes, Pony sees that Soda’s silently crying, with tears running down his cheeks.

  Ponyboy hugs Soda, running his hands through his greasy blond hair. “It’s okay, Pepsi-Cola. It’s okay…” He pauses. “You know, Oscar Wilde was queer.”

  Soda laugh-sobs into Pony’s shoulder. “Who the hell is that?”

  “Author. Really great one. Real famous. I ain’t read his stuff, but everyone who has says it’s amazing. And he was queer.” Pony says. “So you know. It’s tuff.”

  “…Thanks, Pony,” Soda says, slowing his shuddering. He pulls away and rubs his eyes. “…Thanks.”

  “I won’t tell no one,” Pony promises. “I think you oughta tell Darry, but you ain’t gotta, and I sure won’t.”

  “So you don’t think it’s…” Soda trails off.

  “I think it’s alright, man. Ain’t nothin’ wrong with ya. Alls I’m wonderin’ is why you and Evie both want Steve-”

  “Aw, shut yer trap,” Soda laughs, tackling Pony onto the bed. “Stevie’s real sweet whenever you ain’t in the room, an’ if you ain’t careful with that mouth of yours, I may just have to tell ya ‘bout all the things he does to get me blushin’-”

  “GROSS!” Pony yells, all semblance of support dropped at the mental image of Steve and Soda in…that context. “Gush about that to your girlfriend, and lemme live in my blissful ignorance!”

  Soda grins, hopping up off the bed. “Y’know, Darry’s sleepin’…I think I will!”

  -