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The Outsiders (1983)

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(A/N) this is pretty long but I had fun writing it! also, I didn’t proofread it so sorry if there’s any mistakes! enjoy x

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“Hey, Pony?” I said, looking up at my boyfriend while laying on his lap.

“What, baby?” He replied, playing with my hair.

“I’m bored. Can we go to the movie house?” I asked, pouting.

“Sure thing. I think they’re playin’ a movie at five o'clock so we better get movin’ now if we wanna make it. We got twenty minutes.”

I hopped off the Curits’ couch and skipped to the door to put on my converse. “Don’t forget to tell Darry or Soda! You don’t want them worryin’ about you.”

“Right. Darry! Soda! Me and (y/n) are goin’ to the movies!” He yelled.

Darry came out of his room and handed Ponyboy some money. “Be home by nine o'clock, ya hear? And don’t get into any trouble or I’ll skin ya both!”

Since me and Pony have been together almost a year, I’ve became pretty close with the boys. Darry and Soda treated me like a little sister. Steve, Two-bit and Dally sometimes wise cracked but they knew when it was enough. Johnny and I have been best friends for a while and the gang kinda treated me like they do him, since I’m a girl and only the same age as Pony. They protected me.

“Yeah, yeah. Thanks, Dar.” Pony laughed. He opened the door and let me go out ahead of him.

I took his hand and intertwined my small fingers with his. “What movie’s playin’?” I asked, swinging our arms.

“It’s called West Side Story. It’s a modern day Romeo and Juliet. Instead of families, it’s street gangs in New York. It’s a musical so I think you’ll like it.” He smiled. He was right, I was a sucker for musicals. The songs were always so catchy and fun to sing along to. The movie house wasn’t too far away from the Curtis’ house so it didn’t take long to get there. “Two tickets for West Side Story, please.” He said to the clerk, who handed us the tickets and motioned into the theatre.

“I’ll go get us some seats while you get the popcorn and Coke, okay?” I said, reaching up to kiss him on the cheek after he nodded his head. The room was mostly empty seats because this movie has been out for a while, Pony said. I had a lot of seats to pick from, right in the centre of the row, not too close to the screen but not too far either, and there was nobody around us. I sat down and took off my jean jacket to save Pony’s seat. I guess the line wasn’t too long because he was back quicker than I expected. He handed me my Coke and put the big bag of popcorn in between us. “Thanks, baby.” I smiled.

Just as we settled in the lights dimmed and the movie started playing. Ponyboy slung his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him. I looked up at his silhouette and smiled. My eyes weren’t used to the darkness of the movie house yet but I could tell he was smiling back at me. I nuzzled my head into his the crook of his neck and began watching the movie.

It was a good movie and all, but I was mostly focused on Pony the whole time. The way he watched movies was so unlike everyone else. He liked to live in the movie with the characters. His facial expressions were dramatic, the way he widened his eyes or turned up the corners of his mouth, forming little dimples whenever he smiled. All of his attention was on the movie because he was so into it. The lights turned on when the movie was over and we groggily stood up and left the theatre.

“How’d ya like the movie, (y/n)?” Pony said, reaching for my hand.

“I uh- I loved it.” I said, pretending I payed attention. “Hey, we still have two hours to get back to your place. Can we walk around for a bit?”

“Sure, where do ya wanna go?”

“I dunno, anywhere I guess.” We started to walk around the east end of Tulsa, making sure to avoid any Socs. We walked hand in hand with little conversation. Pony’s presence was enough to make me happy and, besides, he liked the silence anyway. We walked until we got to the corner store about half an hour later. “Pone?” I said, tugging on his hand.

“Hmm?”

“Can we stop in for a Coke or somethin’?” My throat was starting to feel dry from all the walking.

“I don’t know if I have enough money, baby. Jeez, I’m sorry.” He frowned.

I paused for a second, thinking. “Maybe we don’t need to pay.” I smirked.

“Hell, (y/n), what do ya mean? You ain’t thinkin’ what I think you are…” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“I sure am. Besides, it doesn’t look like there’s anyone in the front of the store, we ain’t gonna get caught.” I laughed. Pony didn’t respond. “What do ya think, Pone?”

“I don’t think it’s too hot of an idea.” He shook his head. “You know I can’t get in any police trouble. The court will surely split me and my brothers up if I do.”

“C'mon, Pony. I promise that nobody will catch us, and if they do, I’ll take all the blame. You ain’t gonna get in trouble.” I pulled my best puppy dog face.

He hesitated before answering. “A'right, but only cause I can’t say no to that face.” He put his hand on my cheek and stroked my face with his thumb. I pulled him into the store and took two Cokes from the cooler, shoving them inside my jean jacket.

“Want a chocolate bar, too?” I smirked. He rolled his eyes and smiled. I could tell he was digging this bad girl act. As soon as I was shoving the chocolate bars in my jacket along with the Cokes, the store owner came out.

“Hey! Y'all better put that back or I’m callin’ the police!” He yelled.

“Run!” I yelled at Pony, who took off in a sprint.

“You kids get back here! You can’t do that!” He shouted, jogging after us. We were too fast for the old man. He stopped chasing us when he got outside the store, knowing he couldn’t leave it unattended. When we were coming up on the corner I looked back and he was heading back into his store, shaking his head. We slowed down when we rounded the corner, panting.

“You almost did it, (y/n). You almost got me into some big trouble.” Pony said, stopping and resting his hands on his knees.

“yeah, almost. But I didn’t, did I?” I laughed. “We’re just lucky we’re both good in track.”

“C'mon, (y/n), let’s get back to my house before you have any more bad ideas.” He said, slinging his arm around my shoulders. “I don’t think I’d be able to get along if you got hauled into the cooler.” I blushed and we started walking back to Ponyboy’s house, drinking our free Cokes.

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Rob Lowe / St Elmo’s Fire

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Loving Youღ

word count: 199

Ponyboy remembers asking Sodapop what it was like to be in love. “Its real nice…” Soda mumbled before falling into a deep sleep. Pony now finally figured out what he meant by “Its real nice…” Soda was talking about how it felt waking up next to the person you love. He was talking about the way your face crinkles up when you smile or the way you sigh really loudly when you’re mad at him. Pony smirks to himself remembering all the fights you have had and how cute you looked when you gave out to him.

“Hey doll you ‘lmost ready?” You seen Ponys head fly around the corner of your bedroom door. You stood at your dresser putting on your pearl necklace.

“Just ‘bout” You smiled at him. Ponyboy stepped into the room and wrapped his arms around your waist. You lay your head back on his chest. He rocked you back and forward as if he was dancing to music.

“Yeno I love ya doll…” He whispered into your ear sending shivers down your spine. You spun around so you were facing him.

“I love ya 'swel” Pony kisses you on the forehead.

A/N: Hi I’m Kayleigh and I write preferences for my two favourite brothersღ follow me for moreღ

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Sodapop Smut: he goes down on you

WRITTEN BY MY BESTFRIEND ponyboy-n-sodapop  THANK HER FOR THE SMUT AND FOLLOW HER:-))

You called Sodapop as soon as your parents told you they were going out for the night. ‘Finally some time alone’ you thought to yourself. You decided to wear something different besides the same old knee length skirt and jumper. You root through your closet and find some leather leggings and a red off-the-shoulder crop-top. A smirk grew on your face as you looked yourself up and down in the mirror. Soda was due to arrive any minute and you were pacing up and down your hall waiting for him to knock. It was the first time he was ever in your house and you were so nervous. When Sodapop arrived he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You led Soda into your bedroom. He bit his lip whilst watching you bend over to pick up the remote. You put on some random channel not paying attention to it. The second you sat up on your bed he couldn’t help but take your face in his hands. Soda’s tongue slipped into your mouth as you both kissed each other. His tongue massaging yours. You felt his hand slide up your thigh. You couldn’t help but have a tingling feeling in the bottom of your stomach. Soda gently rubbed your inner thigh causing you to moan a little. He start to kiss down your jawline. He found your sweet spot and sucked on it, leaving his mark. He slid his hand into your panties rubbing your clit. “Soda…baby, go down on me…” You whispered into his ear whilst biting your lip. Soda looked up whilst smirking at you. He slowly went down your body, leaving little love bites along the way. You felt his lips move lower until he was kissing the insides of your thighs. You were moaning already. He blew a hot breath on your soaking slit, causing you to gasp out. He wasted no time, and almost immediately his lips attached to your clit, sucking and lightly nipping it with his teeth. Your toes started to curl. You wanted nothing more than to run your hands through his hair, pushing his head down further. His thumbs where rubbing light circles on the insides of your lightly shaking thighs. He moved his lips down from your clit and swirled his tongue at your entrance. His tongue expertly darted in and out of you, he moved one of his thumbs to start rubbing your clit. The feeling of his tongue and thumb together made a knot form in your stomach. Your head was thrown back, your back arched off the bed, your legs shaking and toes curled white. You were a moaning mess, panting and seeing white.

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ponyboy being a cute little fricker – requested by twobitkeith

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I like fights. I don’t know. It’s action. It’s a contest. Like a drag race or a dance or something.

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Requested by anon

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Requested by yes-teen-wolf

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Soda: Why didn’t you tell me?

Y/N: I was scared, okay? I was scared.