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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!

note: something i had wrote for the fall list that i never ended up posting cause i forgot hahaha whoops :)

13) Black Cat- Darry Curtis x reader

The house was silent with the exceptions of soft snores coming from the couch and bedrooms. I look down to the small bundle in my arms and smile. There’s no way I’m getting away with this. I move to the kitchen and open the fridge for some milk. I set the small bundle onto the countertop and I start to pour some milk into a small saucer. A light flickers on and I jump. “What are you doing?”

I turn to see my boyfriend standing in the hallway with his arms crossed. “Nothing! Just… getting some milk? What’re you doing Dare?” I smile innocently and try to advert the attention from the small, now moving, bundle on the counter by walking up to him and dramatically falling into his arms. Lets see how far this goes.

“Apparently watching you pour milk into a saucer that you were going to drink out of. What are you actually doing?” Darry looks down at me and raises a brow, suspicious.

“Yeah about that… I-” I’m cut off by high pitched meows coming from behind me. I nervously smile. “Yeah so I guess the cats out of the bag…” I laugh. “Quite literally…” I turn and grab the small black kitten out of the blankets and smile.  “So you know how you said the only time we’d ever get a pet is if we found it on the side of the road? You’ll never believe were I found this little munchkin!” I watch as he blinks in surprise and frowns.

“C’mon Darry don’t give me that look! He’s just a baby! How could I leave him there?” I smile pleadingly at him and walk closer. “Here, hold him. He doesn’t bite or scratch.” I hand him the kitten and hold my breath. Surely he wouldn’t make me put him back… right?

I smile as he slowly looks up. “So we can keep him?”

11) Pumpkin spice- Darry Curtis x reader

Laughter rings out through the small kitchen as the two youngest Curtis brothers enter their home. The oldest of the two turns to his brother and smiles. There’s one one thing that can make Darrel Shaynne Curtis laugh like that and it was you. The boys round the corner to find you and their older baking a pumpkin pie and laughing. You had the pumpkin spice container in your hand and were threatening to pour it on your boyfriend if he didn’t put the whisk back. They watched as he laughed at your threats of spicing him. 

When you make him laugh he looks at though there is no worry in the world. Watching him be with you always brought a smile to their face. They know that their brother is finally getting the love he deserves. They can trust you to care for him when things get tough and stressful for him or when he just needs some love. It truly will be a mystery to them how you can make him smile without seemingly trying but nonetheless they’re grateful. 

They smile as you attempt to raise the spice above his head to prove your point but to just have the container taken from your hand. Darry waved it above your head, claiming to have the upper hand. They watched as you stopped and stared at their older brother, unamused and mumbling something about getting revenge. Their brother set the spice container down, away from your reach they might add, and smiled at you. They watched as you stuck your tongue out at him then put the uncooked pie into the oven and set the timer. 

Sure y’all weren’t cooking the preferred chocolate cake but you sure knew how to make a pie. The way you could make a pie taste perfect and never burn the crust was always a mystery to the boys. They remember when Two-bit had refused to eat your chocolate pie claiming that the only chocolate thing he’ll eat would be chocolate cake but you had insisted that he at least try a bit and how could he refuse that. They remember how everyone pretended not to see him eat the remainder of the pie once you had turned your back to him. From then on you had hardly ever heard a complaint come from anyone’s mouth about your food. 

They smiled to each other as everyone gathered around the table later that night, knowing that you had made one of your delicious pumpkin pies. It was almost impossible to get everyone to calm down and stop being rowdy around dinner time but as soon as they heard you were cooking it was never a problem. They watch as compliments are thrown your way and as you keep claiming that it wasn’t all you and that Darry had helped although they all know you truly did most of the cooking if not all but it was the thought that counted right?

Could u do a Darry x Tim x Reader where they have a threesome or their in a poly relationship and it's just a super smutty oneshot?! Ty!!

Word Count: 1077

A/N: Another request!! You guy's probably didn't know but I write for Tim too. Hope yall enjoy this!! My request box is always open. Love you guys. <3

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"Fuck" I sighed as Darry and Tim stood infront me. I was sleeping with them both but I didn't think they would find out. "So you weren't gonna tell us" Darry asked me. I shrugged at him "You think I was gonna tell you that I was fucking you both. Tim rolled his eyes "Watch your tone"

I let out a laugh "Tim, why so strict?" Him and Darry looked like they wanted to murder me to be honest but I ignored it. "Why did you even come here. Am I supposed to feel apologize or feel s-" Tim's hand came across my throat lightly. "You will when were done with you, sweetheart" I whimpered at his promise. He pulled me into a rough kiss.

Darry came behind me, grabbing my waist. I felt the hem on get tugged up by Darry. I was left in my bra as Darry ran his hands over my body. Tim brought a hand level to my face and parted my lips with his thumb. I accepted his thumb immediately, taking the whole thing in my mouth.

A moan left my mouth as I felt Darrys hand slip into my pants past my underwear, ghosting across my clit. Tim pulled me into a feverish kiss, tongue slipping into my mouth almost immediately. Darrys hand started to slowly rub my clit making me whine. I pulled away from Tim for a second "Please faster Dar" He gave me an almost immediate "No"

Tears welt in my eyes at the teasing. They were doing it on purpose. I felt myself at pulled back into the kiss by Tim as Darry continued his actions. "Y'know this can be so much better if you just say sorry, baby" Darry whispered to me. He started to kiss my neck as his hand trailed down to my sopping hole. His fingers teased my entrance before pushing in one finger.

Darry pumped his finger in and out as he continued to kiss my neck. Tim continued to kiss me until we were breathless. "Fuck me please" I breathed out to them. They halted there movements and looked at me. "Shes begging now, Darry. Does she deserve it just yet?" He talked like I wasn't even there. Darry looked at my desperate expression, hoping they would help me. "No. Make her work for it"

"Get on your knees for us" Tim said as I nodded and sunk down. They unbuckled their belts and pants as I waited with a pout on my face. I pulled down their pants for them and started to palm them through their boxers. They groaned as I pulled their cocks out and stroked them slowly, smiling up at them. I took Darry's tip in my mouth as I continued to pump Tim.

I pulled off him "You like that?" He nodded before grabbing my hair lightly and pushing me down on his cock more, my nose almost resting against his skin. "Yea, Keep going hun." Tim moaned as he started to guide my hand faster. My hips bucked against nothing as I got even wetter. A hand pulled me back by my hair.

Fuck. Tims hand pulled my down on his cock next, spit bubbling at the corners of my mouth. I pulled him out with a pop, then stroking them both at the same time again. "Cum for me. Please" I pleaded. They shook their heads "We wanna cum inside you sweetheart"!

Tim gripped my chin and pulled me up. Once I was back up, he kissed me quickly before Darry pulled me into a kiss after. He pulled us over to the bed as we continued to kiss. Darrys back hit the bedspread as I got on top of him. "You gonna take us like a good girl?" He asked me. Us? Oh Fuck.

I felt Darrys tip prod my hole before pushing into me. I felt the wind get knocked out of me as he brought his hands to my hip and moved me up and down on him. I cried out, tears threatening to spill from pleasure. "I know hun, I know" he comforted me. As I got used to the feeling, I felt Tim behind me. He started to leave hickeys on me I continued to ride Darry.

His hand came over my shoulder to rub my throbbing clit, making me moan, loudly. "You look so gorgeous, baby" he whispered praises in my ear as my orgasm came closer. "Im gonna cum. Please let me cum" Darry laughed at my pleas "Cum for us. Were not done tho" I nodded, showing him my understanding. I felt my peak wash over me as I saw stars. "Oh Shit." Moans of their names repeatedly came from my mouth as I rode out my high.

I whimpered as I felt Darry starting to move me again. My legs shook but I needed more. Tim spit on his thumb before bringing it down to my puckered hole, preparing me. He pushed his cock into me, doubling my pleasure. They stopped for second to let me adjust before absolutely wrecking me. They thrusted into me at brutal pace. "Feels so good. D-don't stop" I pleaded to them.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I braced my hands on Darrys chest. Tim brought his hand forward to pinch my nipples. "Fuck. I-im sorry." I whispered in-between moans. Darry grinned as he heard me finally say it. "What was that hun." I moaned, completely fucked out. "Im sorry. So sorry. Oh my god." I almost yelled. "Aww. Thank you for the apology, sweetheart" Tim said to me, smirk apparent in his voice.

"Anything for you. Mm" my voice was breathless and weak. I felt their eyes fixated on me, making me feel special and loved.

I felt my second orgasm crash down on me suddenly, without warning as I screamed from the pleasure. My nails scratched down Darrys chest. "Cumming." I groaned out, quietly. Their thrusts continued as they chased their own peak. "Gonna cum all inside you baby." and "You're gonna love it, hun" came from them as they painted my insides.

My body slumped down, my tiredness coming out. They both pulled out of me and caressed me softly as they laid me down in the middle of my bed. "We love you, always" I smiled even in my dazed state, "I love you guys too"

Outfits I’d wear in

~ The Outsiders ~

I’d wear this to the diner where you get the most delicious mint chip ice cream and strawberry milkshakes with my girlies. The shift dress is nice and movable for when the jukebox is playing the best of Lesly Gore and The Beach Boys. The sunglasses are for the hot weather in Tulsa and to push my hair out of my face. My hair would be perfectly curled and have a small beehive in the back since I would want the best hair in all of Tulsa.

I’d wear this on a windy Tulsa day as I visit the greaser gang. I’d talk to Ponyboy about the new movie I saw or help Darry clean up the kitchen. I’d try to subtly sneak glances at the juvenile greaser that is smoking so freely in everybody’s faces. My dress is light and airy so I won’t sweat as much as I try to beat the boys in a card game. My hair is put back so no one would try to mess it up..Two-bit.

I’d wear this to hang out in the lot or simply go to Bucks bar with the gang. I’d wear the jeans just to stay subtle and not bring attention that a preppy girly is with a bunch of greasers. I’d wear the heels to stay classy and to match my shirt. My hair would be softly curled but held back with a headband so when I’m dancing to the Stones my hair won’t get in my face.

I’d wear this on a rainy day in Tulsa. I’d make trips to the library or simply to the record store to check out the new Supremes album. The Gogo boots help with keeping my feet dry during the rainy day. The dress helps keep me warm and fashionable throughout my whereabouts through different stores. The hat helps my hair stay dry but also fashionable. My hair is put back so the wind won’t push my hair into my glossy lips.

I’d wear this to bed and subtly stay up late waiting for Dallas to sneak through my window. My record player will be on softly playing Sinatra as I flip through one of my many Vogue magazines. My hair would be pinned up in curlers before bed so in the morning my hair would be softly curled. My nightgown is soft and silky so when I go to sleep I’ll be comfortable and feel like a princess.

Paparazzi

Soda C x Reader

Warnings: sappy Sodapop Curtis, obsessed reader

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We are the crowd

We’re coming out

Got my flash on, it’s true

Need that picture of you

It’s so magical

We’d be fantastical

You and Sodapop Curtis have been friends for a long while. Too long. Your stomach turns every time you see him smile at another girl that flirts with him at the DX. Every single time. There’s always that usual group of girls that are preppy Soc wannabes. They want his attention. They want him. You can’t help the fact you want him too.

“You know what’s weird?”

You leaned back against the gas pump as Soda worked on an old car. He was under it and you couldn’t help but admire the way his hands worked on the car.

“Lots of things are weird. Like this car has the right gas but-”

You cut him off not caring about the junky car.

“Yeah, yeah. But we’ve been friends for so long and we have no pictures together.”

He was quiet for a few seconds as he worked on the car. You shifted on your feet as you looked over at him. You thought you were being subtle but you just really want a picture of the gorgeous man you’re luckily friends with.

“Yeah..I guess you’re right. I only got one picture of me and Steve. I wish I got a camera-”

“I got a camera! Hold on I left it inside, let me get it real quick.”

You couldn’t help the butterflies that were fluttering in your stomach. You got to take a picture with your handsome best friend.

You quickly grabbed the camera that you got for your birthday last year before subtly fixing your hair before walking back outside. When you got outside Soda was out from under the car and was wiping the grease off his hands with a rag. You smiled at him and he returned it.

“Here. Now we can finally get a picture together and I’ll get one with Steve and you.”

He grinned and nodded his head.

“Great. How do I look? Do I look like the finest guy in Tulsa?”

Your heart stammered and you smiled. You were gonna agree but you decided to swat his arm anyway and just laugh.

“You’re so conceited it’s sickening.”

You fixed the camera before holding it up. Soda stood next to you and he put his arm around your waist for the picture. You felt your face heat up and the camera clicked, a white flash occurring. After a few seconds you put the camera down and you took the printed photo out of the camera. You smiled to yourself as you looked at the photo. You couldn’t wait to flaunt this picture to all your friends. You took a picture with the Sodapop Curtis.

Leather and jeans

Garage glamorous

Not sure what it means

but this photo of us it don’t have a price

Ready for those flashing lights

“Whoa! You got a picture with that hottie?”

Your friends were over for whatever reason. You mostly wanted them over to flaunt the gorgeous picture you had hung up on your desk with all the other pictures you had with your friends.

“Yep.”

“Lucky, he’s so cute!”

“I wish I got a picture with him.”

“So…are you guys like going steady or something?”

You jumped at that last question by one of your friends.

“What? No. Nuh uh. We’re just friends.”

Your friend’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“So he put his hand on your wait for a picture just for you guys to be friends? Sure..”

You bit the inside of your cheek as you let your friends word sink into your head. Soon everyone else there started to agree to what she said and you couldn’t help but think about Sodas feelings.

You held the photo in your hand as your eyes looked at Sodas gleaming face. He has grease on his face and hands but he’s still cute. He has a smile that can bright up the whole sky. You just wish you were more than friends.

‘Cause you know that baby I’m your biggest fan

I’ll follow you until you love me

Paparazzi

Baby, there’s no other superstar

You know that I’ll be your paparazzi

You were sat in the diner booth with Steve, Evie and of course Soda. Soda had invited you to tag along since he “didn’t want to be alone.” You were glad to tag along since you liked Evie and Soda. You got to be by his side the whole time and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Soda and Steve sat across from you and Evie in the booth so you both could get a good look at the boys. You smiled as Soda talked about cars or drag races which you had no interest in. But what you liked was how his eyes would light up when he talked about his interests or how his smile would grow when he knew you were watching him.

“Steve, remember when Two-bit chugged so much beer it came out of his nose?”

Sodapop chuckled and you raised your eyebrows, so did Evie. Steve rolled his eyes and slapped Soda on the back of his head

“That was me doofus!”

You and Evie snickered. You loved watching Soda and Steve interact it was funny seeing two best friends having a great connection.

“Guys, please don’t fight I want to enjoy my burger.”

Evie shook her head as she spoke and you giggled.

“Oh, yeah? You want to take this outside, buddy?”

“Maybe I do.”

Steve and Soda started ruffling each other’s hair but they started to die down when extra fries came to the table. You sipped on your Coke and glanced around the diner then back at the table. You laughed when Soda grabbed the tomato off your burger and you rolled your eyes.

“What?”

“Did you just take my tomato?”

He shrugged before grinning.

“I know you don’t like em’ so I took it.”

You nodded your head before closing your burger.

“Thanks.”

“Anytime, sugar.”

He winked at you and you felt like your stomach was filled with butterflies.

When everyone was done eating it was time to head out since it was already getting dark. Steve and Evie walked together and you and Soda were left alone.

You both walked side by side on the cracked Tulsa pavements. You guys didn’t talk about anything in particular just everything that was on both of your minds.

“So Goofys a dog?”

“No he drives a car, Soda.”

“Didn’t Mickey drive a boat?”

You tilted your head in thought but shook your head.

“That’s steamboat Willy.”

“They’re the same mouse!”

You and Soda started to laugh as you continued to walk to your house. The sky was filled with stars that lit up the whole sky. You glanced over at Soda who was looking up at the stars as you both walked.

“You’re gonna trip, Soda.”

“Nope..looks I can do this backwards.”

He started to walk backwards as his eyes stayed looking up at the sky. You shook your head before you both got closer to your house.

“You know, I never realized how pretty something so far away could be.”

You looked over at him and shrugged your shoulders.

“The stars are pretty.”

His eyes landed on your face as you looked up at the stars. Sure you were talking about stars but he was talking about you.

“You know, if I had a lasso I could capture one of the stars for you.”

You laughed and you both continued walking up towards your drive way.

“I’m serious. Whatever you want I’ll get it for you.”

His words were sincere but how would you tell him that you want him?

You both stood on your front porch with Soda infront of you.

“I had fun tonight.”

“Me too, we need to do that more often. Maybe just us next time.”

You smiled softly and nodded your head.

“Yeah, that’d be nice.”

He grinned widely as he looked at you. His eyes lingered on your face longer than they should be.

“Great. Let’s call it a date!”

Your mouth fell open but you couldn’t speak. He chuckled before stepping off your porch and trying to moon walk down your drive way.

“See you later pretty baby!”

Promise I’ll be kind

But I won’t stop until that boy is mine

Baby, you’ll be famous

Chase you down until you love me

Paparazzi

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Adriana

Grace

Baker

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Full name : Adriana Grace Baker

Nicknames : Adri, Hollywood, Shorty , Blondie

Age : 16

Birthday : January 31 , 1949

Gender : Female

Height : 5’0

Class : Soc

Relationship : Crushing on Dallas and not proud of it. Not at all.

Personality : She’s really not afraid to put you in your place. She can be sweet but has an attitude. Just don’t get on her bad side and you’ll be thankful to have a friend like her. She’ll be cheering you on , always be there for you and of course will be supporting you no matter what you choose to do in life. She’d do anything for anyone no matter what but that’s why people think they can take advantage of her. She sure doesn’t let that happen. She’ll put you in your place and make sure you know where you stand. She won’t take disrespect or be used by anyone. She knows her worth and she won’t let anyone take her down.

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It was the most perfect summer day in Tulsa. The sun shined bright on our town looking over all the darkness on the East side. I followed Dallas to the DX with Johnny to see my brother, Sodapop. When we walked into the refrigerated air of the DX Soda was working the register. He looked drained but he grinned when he saw us. We talked to him for a while but I went over to the ice box to get a cold Pepsi. The DX bell rung over the door which meant someone was walking in. I heard the clicking of shoes and immediately looked up. No greaser’s shoes sound like that, it had to be a Soc. When I headed back over to the register, with my Pepsi, I met the person that walked in. She was short but pretty. All the Soc girls I’ve seen were pretty but she was different. She had a soft smile, soft blonde curls that framed her circular face, blue eyes that sparkled like sapphires unlike Darry’s who are like ice. Dallas whistled low as he watched her walk towards the counter a grin spreading across his elf-like face.

“You look like you’re on the wrong side of town, Doll.”

I cringed inside as Dallas spoke trying to swoon the poor girl. Instead she kept that soft smile and shook her head. I noticed my brother had his eyes on her as she spoke. I didn’t know whether it’s because she was a Soc or a really kind Soc.

“Nope. I heard this is the best gas station around. Had to check it out.”

She giggled at her own words but it sounded like an angel. She spoke to my brother about her car needing fixing and he said he’d work on it right away. She smiled brightly.

“Great! Here’s the money for it. I’ll pick it up tomorrow!”

She handed him the money and turned to walk away but before she did she waved at us goodbye. That was the first time everyone there has gotten a chance to meet an angel. That would be the closest Dallas would ever get to heaven.

- Ponyboy Curtis 1964

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Her best friends are Bri and Jess. They’ve been friends for only a few years but it has felt like they’ve known each other for their whole lives! They love and care for eachother no matter what social class each other are. That’s why Adriana will always feel sympathy for people that are less fortunate than her. She donates money frequently to people in need or she just hands over the Curtis brother’s money no matter what day it is. She hates seeing people going through traumatic events without any help. She gets along with the greaser gang pretty well too.

She adores Ponyboy for his love for literature. She adores Sodapop for always smiling even when times get rough. She adores Darry for working so hard. She adores Two-bit for his ability to make people laugh. She adores Steve for his intelligent mind. She adores Johnny for staying strong. She adores Dallas for…being cute?

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Blondie? The Soc with the attitude? Yeah I know her, man. I don’t get why she’s such a bitch to me. All I said was she had a nice rack but I guess that broad can’t take a compliment. Anyway, yeah I guess she’s okay. She’s always smiling and trying to bring the best out of me. I keep telling her there ain’t nothing nice about me but that broad won’t stop. Blondie is a try hard. But I don’t care about that, all I need to know is which panties she wears. I bet she wears those cute lace ones with the bows.

- Dallas “Dally” Winston 1964

Adriana could be a movie star. She has the face and the beautiful personality. I swear I could see her name on a big build board or on a big movie screen. Her and Soda could be famous if they wanted to be. Whenever she shows up to my house she always brings a subtle peace. She gets along with all of us. She doesn’t care about our rowdiness or that we’re all greasers. She likes us for who we are and it’s rare to find that in Tulsa

- Ponyboy “Pony” Curtis 1964

Hollywood? Haha that girls great! She always laughs at my jokes even when they’re about her. She don’t care if I make fun of her because she’ll shoot them right back at me! My ma likes her a lot too. Shorty brought over some cookies and offers to babysit my lil sis. She’s sweet as sugar. I swear I could trip over her and won’t even see what I tripped over! Haha!

- Keith “Two-bit” Mathew’s 1964

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I would climb the highest mountain and cross the skies above

I would write in flaming letters “You’re my one and only love”

“Shut that shit off” “No! It’s Lesley Gore!” “Whatever, Doll.”

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Likes : Cherry Coke, Dallas Winston, Dogs, Sleeping, Shopping, Marilyn Monroe, Hollywood, Dancing, The Diner, Dally Winston, “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes”, Music, Collecting vinyl, Drawing, Did I mention the tough hood that won’t stop bothering her?

Dislikes : People that are rude for no reason, Getting used, Liking Dallas Winston, Pepsi, Itchy Clothes, Being hot/sweaty, Bob Sheldon.

Fav Artists : Lesley Gore, The Doors, The Rolling Stones, Brenda Lee, The Supremes, Nancy and Frank Sinatra, The Beach Boys, Dion, Ella Fitzgerald

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Back story : Adriana grew up in New York with her loving family. Her mother is willing to do anything for her but favorites her brother. Her father was a sheriff back in New York but got offered a better salary as a sheriff in Tulsa. So the family moved to Tulsa Oklahoma hopefully for a better life. Adriana wanted to move but she loved her life back in New York. She had all her friends and family there but in Tulsa she has no one.

When she got to Tulsa for the first time her mother wanted her to get a job. It’s not like she needed one since she could just use her daddy’s money but her mother wanted her out of the house. So she picked up a job as a waitress. She made so many new friends and school is school, there isn’t nothing good about it. Sometimes she just wishes she could skip class but she’d never have the guts to do that. Until one day Dallas Winston kept nagging her at her locker to skip class with him.

She’d never done something like that before but she obeyed and they both left school skipping the rest of the day to hang out at the DX. She had already gotten familiar with Soda, Dally, Steve, Johnny and Pony because she met them at the DX a while back. That’s why Dallas can’t seem to stop bothering her now, he just always wants to see her.

Soon after she got to meet the rest of the gang. Two-bit liked her because she was able to crack jokes just as easily as him. Darry liked her because she wasn’t afraid to help him out with chores and always be a helping hand. She soon later became a close friend to the gang. A person they can all rely on.

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Cooking up some OC’s rn…might have them posted by tomorrow or sometime this week! 😝

Ultimate trio…what social classes should they be??? Mix of grease and Soc?

okay so hear me out on this one

so johnny and reader are in a situationship and they've like kissed before and stuff and he's like slept over at her house before but they didn't tell their friends, and then one night there's a party so they go to that and then johnny and reader get together at the party and all their friends see and cheer them on (this happened to me tonight 😽😽)

Ahhh ok this is my first time writing for Johnny!!! I hope you like it bc I’ve never written for him before!! 😭

~ Johnny Angel ~

warnings: drinking, kissing, cursing, mentioning of tobacco, etc.

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Johnny angel, you’re an angel to me

Johnny angel, how I love him

He’s got something I can’t resist

But he doesn’t even know that I exist

You had your eyes on Johnny Cade for a while. You’d watch him walk by in the crowded school hall ways. Your heart would flutter every time your eyes would meet in a quick glance that you thought lasted too long to be just a quick stare. You call yourself delusional but deep down you think Johnny might have the same feelings as you do.

You’re sat at your desk in your room trying to get through algebra homework. The frustration is getting to you because you can’t seem to concentrate on anything! Your manicured nails drum against your desk as you tap your pencil on your homework. Of course you waited last minute to do your homework because you were too busy thinking of…

Tap Tap

Your eyebrows furrowed and you leaned back on your desk chair. The sound was coming from the outside of your bedroom window. You quickly grabbed your pencil, just in case it’s some random old creep. You scurried over to your window before opening it up quickly and holding your pencil like it’s a knife.

“Hello?”

You were met with a confused and frightened smile.

“Uh- hi..what’re you doin’ with that pencil?”

You felt heat rise to your face with embarrassment. What were you thinking?

“Oh! This? Just homework. Come in, you’re probably freezing!”

You moved out of the way so Johnny could come in through your window. Your heart fluttered as you met his chocolate eyes…

“Sorry for comin’. My parents were fighting again..I just couldn’t take-”

You smiled softly and shook your head before sitting on the edge of your bed.

“It’s alright Johnny. You’re welcome here anytime.”

You sure meant it. You wish Johnny could stay here all the time. He smiled to himself before looking around your room before sitting down next to you on your bed. You looked over at him as he sat next to you. Your eyes roamed over his face then to the scar that formed from his forehead to his cheek. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and you’re pretty sure Johnny noticed your confused expression.

“Some Socs..”

You nodded your head slightly in understanding.

“They did that to you.?”

He nodded his head before glancing away from you.

“Some Soc with rings..him and his buddies just came and…”

You bit the inside of your cheek as you realized he was getting upset. You moved your hand to rest ontop of his.

“It’s alright, Johnny. I think you look like the toughest guy around town.”

His eyes met yours once again. You smiled softly and he did the same.

“Yea?”

“Definitely.”

He grinned and you could feel his eyes roam over your face. Before you knew it his soft lips were on yours. You swear you could’ve heard church bells ringing.

Johnny angel, how I want him

How I tingle when he passes by

Every time he says hello, my heart begins to fly

You, Bri and Jess walked down the cracked pavements of Tulsa. You weren’t paying attention to what they were saying at all your mind was somewhere else - or on someone else. Your heart fluttered as you thought about his eyes..his scars..his lips-

“Hey!”

You were met with Bri’s fingers snapping in your face.

“Did you hear what I said or are you too busy thinking about Johnboy?”

Jess snickered and shook her head.

“No Bri. That’s the other one. She’s thinking about Johnnycakeeee.”

You rolled your eyes trying to suppress a smile.

“No…not my type at all. He’s dirty…greasey…”

Bri grinned and Jess shook her head. They know you like him but you’ll never admit it to them.

“Just how I like em!”

Bri howled and Jess shoved her into you. You laughed and glanced ahead and you were met with two greasers heading down the street. Dallas Winston and Johnny Cade..

Dallas saw you guys and sauntered over with a grin, Johnny followed behind. But he grinned softly when he saw you. Dallas started talking up Bri and you could tell she loved every second of it. Jess just kept quiet eyeing up Dallas.

You met Johnny’s gaze and smiled.

“Hey.”

“Hi Johnnycake.”

He nodded his head and grinned.

“Dal told me there was a party tonight. It’s gonna be pretty tuff, wanna come?”

You could feel your pulse rush and you nodded your head. You couldn’t stop the stupid smile you had on your face.

“Mhm! Of course, can’t miss out on a party.”

He laughed and nodded his head.

“Right. Well I’ll see you there.”

With that he walked away following Dallas. You watched as he walked away and you just want to fly. But then you were met with Bri and Jess crossing their arms and giving you a “we knew it” expression.

“So…who’s going to a party that you magically got invited to by Johnboy?”

Jess and you groaned.

“It’s Johnny!”

You both say in unison.

“It’s just a party, ain’t nothing special. Plus I bet you’re going with Dallas Texas, huh?”

Bri smiled to herself as you purposefully confused Dallas’s name.

“Whatever. But we should give you a makeover.”

You smiled and glanced between Jess and Bri. Tonight could be the night. No. Tonight will be the night you and Johnny will be going steady.

I get carried away

I dream of him and me and how it’s gonna be

Other fellas call me up for a date

But I just sit and wait

You were sat at Jess’s vanity with your hair in rollers. Bri was laying down on the floor skimming through a magazine. Jess was looking through her closet for what you should wear.

“You know, Johnathan better say something tonight. I swear to god he has feelings for you but he’s too big of a baby to say anything!”

You agree with Bri but you haven’t told both of them that Johnny sneaks through your window almost every night, that he tells you everything he wants or hopes for. You never told them that you both lay down in the same bed and share stolen kisses. You haven’t told them that you’re in love with Johnny.

“Oh let it be Bri. John is a nice guy..the most of your worries should be Dallas.”

Bri shook her head before sipping on her coke.

“He’s just mistaken.”

You and Jess just laugh at Bri.

“Sure..mistaken. I guess that’s what you get called after jumping people six years younger than you.”

Bri laughed at your comment and Jess pulled out a black dress. Your eyes lit up as you looked at it.

“That’s so pretty!”

“Oh my god. She has to put that on right now!”

Which you of course did. The black shift dress fit you perfectly. Bri said Johnny would definitely have his attention all on you tonight and you just hope she’s right.

I’d rather concentrate on Johnny angel

‘Cause I love him and I pray that one day he’ll love me

The party’s loud and full of greasers. It’s some barn party where they are usually located. These type of parties are thrown by a couple greasers and word gets out and you’ll get about a thousand people in a smelly old barn. Usually the cops will show up because of underage drinking, drug use, just all the things greasers do.

The drinks were flowing and you stayed with your girls the whole time. You kept glancing around the party trying to find your greaser but you haven’t seen him yet. You guessed Bri and Jess noticed how your head would keep looking around the whole time.

“Hey! Just keep drinking you’ll feel better!”

Bri yelled over the music and you rolled your eyes.

“No! I’m not gonna do that when this whole room is practically filled with men!”

Jess nodded her head but Bri scoffed and passed you a red solo cup.

“Drink up bitch!!!”

Bri howled but her smile dropped when she saw Dallas in the corner of the room with some blond broad.

“That scumbag!”

Bri passed Jess her drink before hurrying over to Dallas. Bri is drunk and she most definitely has the guts to fight but she just can’t. Especially when it’s Dallas.

“You should go get some air. I’ll go keep an eye on Bri.”

Jess smiled reassuringly and you smiled back. You walked outside and felt the cool night breeze. You leaned up against the barn, your head spinning from the loud music and the heavy smell of alcohol.

“There you are.”

Your head perked up and there he was in all his glory. Johnny.

“I thought you didn’t show, got worried.”

You smiled and shook your head.

“Of course I showed. I thought you didn’t.”

“Nah, I just needed some air. Dal went to go talk to Sylvia for a bit and I thought it was best to leave the scene.”

You laughed in agreement.

“Yea, I needed to get away from the party too. Bri’s drunk and ready to fight.”

He laughed and leaned against the wall next to you. You looked up at the night stars and you felt like this should be the time for him to say something. He has to!

“Johnny, do you ever think about us? Like going steady?”

You didn’t even comprehend that you had said something to him. Great. He looked at you and slowly started nodding his head.

“Of course..I mean- as soon as I saw you walk in with that gorgeous smile I knew we had to go steady.”

You raised your eyebrows. Is he trying to be chivalrous? You smiled to yourself and tilted your head.

“Did you learn that from Sodapop?”

“He said it’d work.”

“It sure did.”

He smiled and grabbed your hand.

“Come on, let’s go back. I gotta show everyone I’ve gotten the prettiest girl in Tulsa.”

Your heart fluttered and you both walked back into the party hand in hand. You were met with the sound of loud music, the smell of tobacco but the smiling faces of Jess and Bri. Dallas had his arm over Bri’s shoulders and he grinned at Johnny.

“I knew it! Dallas I told you!”

Bri squealed and Dallas shook his head. You laughed and glanced over at Johnny but he was already looking at you.

“Jess call all the people we know. We’re gonna have us a greaser wedding!”

That’s just how a simple ol’ greaser barn party became one of the most memorable places to you and Johnny.

And together we’ll see

just how Heaven will be

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My Roman Empire

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I literally can’t stop thinking abt the end of “Shakespeare”..I’ve been heartbroken by it for a year now.“Before my time” is such an amazing one too!! I love that whole series and was so heartbroken too!! Also please check out “In another life” by @callme-holly ! Her writings are so amazing please show some love!! 💕

All these writers are amazing and so talented please go show some support to them on Wattpad or if they have a blog on tumblr!! 💗

hi! maybe you can write about “the way things go” by beabadoobee with soda or darry! please :)

@whitemanswh0r3

Of course!!! I actually had ideas for the both of them but I choose…

The Way Things Go…

~Sodapop C x reader~

warnings: war, death, angst, etc.

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And there’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy

And there’s too much on my mind that I don’t even want to try

Guess it’s not far from the ordinary, they do say love is blind

But I guess that’s the way things go

You had your eye on Soda for a while now, always have and always will. But the worse part is he isn’t even yours. He’s Sandy’s. She’s pretty but it doesn’t make up for her personality. You’ve caught her talking to Tony during gym and you were itching to tell Soda when school ended. But of course she got to him first, he’d never belive you anyway. Sandy’s his girlfriend you aren’t.

But that changed when she got pregnant and moved to Florida in ‘65. You knew it was Tony’s baby but you didn’t have the heart to tell him that then or ever. Now you’ve gotten his attention that you’ve been longing for since high school. By now Soda would have already been engaged to Sandy since the class of ‘66 had graduated three years back. You wonder if Soda had ever had the same thoughts about you as he did with Sandy.

The record spun round and round as it played the soft hum of “I’ll be seeing you” by Jimmy Durante. Soda had his eyes on yours as you both swayed together to the slow, romantic song. You smiled softly as your arms wrapped around his neck.

“I love you, Pepsi-Cola.”

He grinned when you confessed to him the words you have many times before.

“I love you too..that’s why I gotta tell you somethin’.”

You raised your eyebrows at that. He seems happy..is he actually doing it? Is he proposing?

“I..got drafted. I’m gonna be fightin’ in Vietnam..”

You froze as he said that. Your whole world felt like it had crashed. You knew about the war going on, everyone did, but you didn’t think he would get drafted.

“Hey, hey. Don’t worry, everything will be ok. I’ll write to you everyday and it’ll be like I never left.”

You shook your head and you felt the tightness in your throat and the sting in your eyes.

“No, Soda. This isn’t alright! You can’t just tell me you’ve gotten drafted to war and say everything will be ok.”

He shook his head and cupped his hands around your face to make you look up at him. He was hurting as much as you were but you knew he’d never show it, he had to stay strong.

“Shh..I promise I’ll make it back to my girl. I love you, you know that I always keep my promises.”

He tried to smile at you but his chin quivered as your glossy eyes met his. You knew this draft would affect your relationship, but you’ll never know how until the day comes.

Can’t remember how to say your name

Let alone count all the freckles on your face

A distant memory that I used to know

Oh, I guess that’s just the way things go

The train station is crowded it’s like the whole town is here and you can’t help but wander how it’ll be like when it’s time to pick them up four years from now. You fiddle with your necklace around your neck as you watch Sodapop say goodbye to each of his buddies one by one. Your heart aches as you watch Soda’s face. He’s smiling but it never meets his eyes. His eyes aren’t bright like they usually are and you doubt they’ll ever be again.

You shift on your feet as Soda stands infront of you. He puts his duffel bag down on the ground next to him and he tilts his head as he looks at you. He’s already wearing his uniform.. military uniform. You feel like you’re going to break down right now and you belive Soda feels the same exact way.

“Soda, let’s just run away! Come on, let’s go now. Let’s just ditch this whole thing-”

He shook his head and cupped your face with one hand so he could wipe away any stray tears.

“We can’t. I can’t.”

The train horn blew once again and your stomach turned. You shake your head and the tears pool in your eyes.

“Soda, don’t leave. Don’t leave me please.”

You begged him to stay but all he could do was pull you into his arms and let you cry into his chest. Your hands clung to his body like it could keep him there with you until forever. He pulled back just a bit to see your face. He smiled and grabbed something out of his pocket.

“Hey…I got somethin’ for ya. I want you to have it so if you ever miss me you can wear it.”

He pulled out a ring box and he opened it. It’s a ring band..an engagement ring.

“Soda…”

He looked like he was going to break down but he kept his smile as he looked at you, the smile never meeting his eyes. He took the ring out of the small box and put it on your finger.

“When I get back we’ll get married. I’ll make it fancier than somethin’ like this train station. Promise.”

You looked down at the ring on your finger before tackling him into another hug. But that was cut short by the conductor blowing the horn and yelling for people to get on the train. Jerk.

“Don’t go!”

Soda quickly grabbed his duffle bag before running to the train. You stifled a laugh but the tears ran down your face. He got on the train and the gang stayed with you, of course they would. You all stared at the train but your head snapped when you heard your name from an open train window and a smiling Sodapop Curtis.

“Bring her up here, I never got to give a proper goodbye to my girl!”

You laughed and hurried over. The group helped you up and your lips connected with your lovely boyfriends. You wished this could have lasted forever but nothing good ever does.

“I love you to the moon and back.”

Soda grins against your lips before leaning back.

“I love you more than all the stars in the sky.”

The train horn whistles a final blow before it starts moving against the tracks. The boys hoist you down and Sodas head still sticks out the train window. He puts his arm out too which lead to him waving like crazy.

“I’ll write to ya’ll!! Keep a Coke in the icebox until I come back!”

Oh, I guess that’s just the way things go

Can’t remember when you said you called

Miles away and it’s still my fault

The love you said you had, it sometimes showed

Oh, I guess that’s the way things go

The letters flowed from week to week. You loved reading how Sodapop got along with all his new buddies and it made you smile. You read about how much he missed you, how he longed for these four years to be over so he could come back home and get married…

Three years and six months. That’s how long Soda has been in Vietnam and now you’ve got about a thousand letters in a huge box dedicated to him. But one day in June the letters just stopped. You waited and waited for just a letter. One letter is all you need but it never came.

You sat on the Curtis brothers porch in the hot weather of July. You fidgeted with the engagement ring on your finger. Your mind drifts off as you stare down at your ring. You imagine the life you are going to have with him but your dreams are cut off by six boots infront of you. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“Soda?”

But when you lift your head up you’re met with three sorrowful soldiers. One soldier infront holding a military uniform with the name tag “Soda Curtis”.

He sure did keep his promise of coming back but not in the way you expected. The Coke that’s in the ice box will never be touched because that’s the very last thing Soda told the gang to do. You now have his military uniform and the shining band around your finger you vowed to never take off. You just wish he had something of yours so in his final moments he’d always have apart of you…

Oh, I guess that’s the way things go

There’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy

And there’s too much on my mind that I don’t even want to try

Guess it’s not far from the ordinary, they do say love is blind

But I guess that’s the way things go

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𐙚 Master List 𐙚

Dallas Winston:

Fooled Around and Fell in Love

The one that got away…

Norman F Rockwell

You Don’t Own Me

Darrel Curtis:

~none yet~

Sodapop Curtis:

The Way Things Go

Johnny Cade:

Johnny Angel

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My OC’s / Made up

Characters by me!

My OC’s:

Mood board/aesthetic - Adriana Baker

Mood board/aesthetic - Briana Robinson

Mood board/aesthetic - Jessie Jackson

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About the writer!

Norman F Rockwell

D Winston x reader

Warnings : toxic relationships , toxic men , mentions of sexual topics , drinking , Dallas Winston

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God damn, man child

You fucked me so good that I almost said “I love you”

You were laid down in your floral sheets, your mind no longer filled with self conscious or nervous thoughts as your boyfriend laid down next to you. Your breathing had calmed down and your eyes scanned over Dally’s face. He had a proud grin on his lips like he had just won the lottery, you don’t know whether to be proud or regret the whole thing. Dallas had sat up resting his bare back against your headboard. He seems bored but how can he be after how you both showed all of your love?

You sat up next to Dallas and smiled. He glanced back at you and raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“Nothing…it’s just I wanted to tell you I-”

He got off of your bed and began to get back into his clothes, not even paying attention to what you have to say.

“Mhm, sounds great doll.”

You just sat there, just watching him as he pulled on his leather jacket and lit up a cancer stick. He put his boots back on and cleared his throat as he met your gaze again. You somehow smiled as you met his eyes but it wasn’t returned. It never will be.

“Uh..same time tomorrow?”

You nodded your head slowly not being able to comprehend the reality that he doesn’t love you. You just can’t comprehend that he’s using you…

You’re fun and you’re wild

But you don’t know the half of the shit you put me through

You of course decided to go to one of Bucks parties as Dal’s girl. You knew he felt proud with his arm slung around your shoulders as you both walked into the busy and messy bar. You obviously know what your purpose is for the night, you’re here for Dallas..so you have to have fun. You have to listen to him and not make a scene. You have to be perfect. He walked around the party with you at his hip the whole night. You sat in his lap as he talked to his Greaser buddies, he talked about his wild adventures and he played pool. It felt like how it was supposed to, it was supposed to be a fun, crazy party. It was of course but the night turned when the drinks came along.

You lost Dallas in the big crowd and now you’re alone. You’re alone in a crowded bar with guys you don’t even know around you. You came to be perfect for your boyfriend, to show him you’re everything he needs. But you second guess your perfectness when you see him with another girl. He’s got her pinned to the wall with his hands on her hips and in one blink of an eye his lips are on hers.

You froze as you stared at the scene happening across the bar.

“He’s just drunk” you tell yourself.

But when you’re walking out of the warm bar by yourself into the cold night. You second guess if he even does love you. But every time you think that you always say “He’ll change.” But the change hasn’t came yet and you’re still waiting for it.

Your poetry’s bad and you blame the news

But I can’t change that and I can’t change your mood

Dallas had come over after a few weeks of ignoring you. You’re the one that reaches out to him and you had after the party but he never called back. He never reached out asking if you were ok or if you wanted him to pick you up from school. Nothing.

But the reason why he did come over wasn’t for apologizing about kissing a girl in the same room as you, but for a hookup. You guess he got bored of all the other girls so now he’s going back to someone he knows will give in so easily, and you give in. Every. Single. Time.

“Come on, Doll. It’ll be quick. ‘Just wanna spend time with my girl.”

Your breathed hitched in your throat as he put his hands on your hips, his hands moving up and down your sides.

“I don’t know Dal..I’ve got a headache.”

His eyebrows furrowed at your comment and he shook his head.

“Headache? Great. It’s always something with you, huh?”

You looked up at him and felt your heart race. You feel like you’ve screwed up because now he’s pissed. He’s pissed he can’t get in your pants and he’s going to turn it all on you.

“Sorry Dal, it’s just-”

He scoffed and raised his hands in mock surrender.

“Whatever, man. You don’t wanna spend time with your guy? I get it, I know when I’m not wanted.”

He began to step away from you but you know he won’t leave because you’re wrapped around his fingers.

“Wait. I do wanna spend time with you. I’m fine..it’s okay.”

And that’s how he’s gotten full control over you. He knows you’ll let him use you. He knows he’ll get whatever he wants from you because he has full control.

‘Cause you’re just a man

It’s just what you do

Your head in your hands as you color me blue.

Yea, you’re just a man all through and through

Your head in your hands as you color me blue

No matter where you go with Dallas it feels like you can’t leave him. You can’t leave his side because you know he’ll find someone better than you. He’ll show them off like he used to with you, but now he already has you and there’s no fun in that.

Goddamn man child

You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two

Self loathing poet, resident Laurel Canton, know it all

You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you

But I don’t get bored, I just see you through

Dallas had been talking to his buddies at the bar, Sodapop Curtis, Steve Randle and Two-bit Mathew’s. But something changed when the girls started walking in and started a conversation with everyone else except Dallas. His brows furrowed and his mouth twitched into a sneer. You were sat at the bar just watching Dal’s face turn in annoyance and you couldn’t help but wonder, “why would no one pay attention to him?”

Dallas had caught your eyes and sauntered over to you, his sneer turning into a grin. He sat next to you in the empty seat, that was his earlier until he left you to go talk to his friends.

“What’s up with you, sweetie?”

And that’s how the night had started. You listened to his New York accent drawl as he spoke about his flashy and wild decisions back in New York. He’s told you them before but you don’t mind. You could listen to him talk forever. You know he’s drunk and that might be why he’s paying you so much attention and repeating the things he has told you many times before.

“You’re a real broad, huh?”

You smiled to yourself and couldn’t help but giggle like a little school girl.

“Yea..you’re some hot broad, Cherry.”

Why wait for the best when I can have you?

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Please send some requests of what

you girlies would like next!!

The one that got away…

D Winston x reader

Warnings: angst , death , guns , etc.

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“Used to steal your parents liquor and climb to the roof”

“Talk about our future like we had a clue”

You perched yourself up on the top of your roof with that crippling anxiety of falling off in the back of your mind. Dallas was already sitting up there with a bottle of whiskey, that he stole from your parent’s stash in the basement, with that careless grin plastered on his face. You moved a bit closer to him as your eyes scanned the whole neighborhood.

“The west side.”

Dallas murmured under his breath with disgust but it left when his eyes met you.

“Never thought I’d be sitting on some Socs roof without spray paint or a sledge hammer.”

You rolled your eyes and turned your gaze back to him then down to the whiskey bottle.

“Well you are. Plus, you stole my parent’s whiskey out of their basement!”

“Pfft- whatever, man. I would’ve just stolen it at a store anyway. Don’t matter if it’s your daddy’s liquor.”

With that he took a swig out of the whiskey bottle. You grimaced at him, how disgusting you thought. He smirked when he pulled the bottle back from his lips before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Take a swig, Doll. Ain’t gonna kill ya.”

You looked at the whiskey bottle that he was shaking in his hand like it was a piece of candy. You hesitated as he told you to drink it. You didn’t want but you took it from his hand, anyway.

“You only live once.”

He smirked and nodded before turning his head to look at that rich neighborhood that he’ll despise til the day he dies.

“Atta girl! Next thing you know you’re gonna be wearing leather jackets and carrying a blade wit’ ya.”

You shook your head and your face looked like you just ate a fresh lemon after you took a swig. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand before passing the bottle back to Dallas.

“Here, I don’t think I can drink anymore.”

He shrugged his shoulders before snatching the bottle out of your hand and giving the bottle another quick swig. You pulled your knees into your chest as you stared out into the neighbor hood. The clean streets, the polished mustangs, the rich houses, it doesn’t mean anything to you but to people like Dallas..that just means you’re a stuck up baby. You cleared your throat.

“I hope my parents don’t find out about this. You know, sitting up on the roof with a bottle of their whiskey..with a hoodlum.”

He stared at you as you spoke before snorting like this whole thing was a huge joke.

“God, who gives a shit if they find out? What’re they gonna do, huh? Call the fuzz? Ban me from seeing my girl? Pfft- no way.”

You shrugged your shoulders hesitantly.

“Yea but..it was just a ‘what if’. Like..what if they do?”

“Well ain’t nothing gonna stop me from seeing my girl. If they try I ain’t gonna give two shits! No way, man.”

You smiled as you turned your head to look at him and just as expected he was looking right back at you.

“You mean it?”

“You know damn well I meant every word. And so what if they don’t accept us? Shit, I got a brain, I know people and I know places where we can go.”

Dallas isn’t good at expressing his feelings and I guess this was his way of saying “I love you”? But you don’t think he’d ever say that to you, not now or til the day he dies. He’s got a reputation to keep up, remember?

“Never planned that one day I’d be losing you”

“Dallas you can’t be going, you’re already injured your gonna get hurt-”

He was pacing back and forth in your living room before snapping his head back to you.

“Hey! I’m goin’, man, and you can’t tell me shit, you hear? I’m gonna’ fight for Johnny, those boys need me. I don’t care if you like it or not.”

His words stung as he starred daggers into your eyes. This doesn’t feel right, not at all. But before you could respond to his coldness he rushed out of your house..not even with a goodbye.

That’s why now you’re running down your perfect paved streets barefoot, with your breathing frantic. You had gotten a frantic call from Darrel Curtis saying that Dallas is doing something stupid and you need to head to the vacant lot. You tried to be quick as you ran, but you kept stumbling over your own feet. You hurriedly tried to run to the lot as you saw a group of boys running infront of you. You ran past them as you panted trying to get some air in your aching body but what you saw made your breathing stop. Cops…guns..Dallas. Dallas holding a heater at the cops?

Crack

The gun shot rang through the silent night.

Dal’s body tumbled down the hill and fell on the cold, cracked road. The yells and screams from the gang surrounded you. The feeling of the cold air made you feel like you were frozen in place. You were too late, everyone was.

“In another life”

“I’d be your girl”

“We’d keep all our promises”

“Be us against the world”

The crisp new autumn air tugged on your hair as you headed to a place you never thought would. Dally’s grave. You sat down next to him as you looked up at the setting sky. Normally it would never be this quiet between the two of you, but now it’s just one left. All you’re left with are your thoughts or ‘what if’s’. But you knew Dallas would have ended up this way no matter what you did right or wrong. You just wish it didn’t happen so soon.

“In another life”

“I would make you stay”

“So I don’t have to say you were”

“The one that got away”

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~Fooled Around and

Fell in Love~

D Winston x reader

So..this song Fooled Around And Fell In Love by Elvin Bishop reminds me so much of Dallas Winston x reader??

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Explanation + imagine :

So obvi Dally is a tough guy and has that cold, tough demeanor. He obvi doesn’t care about anyone but himself..except for Johnny. Do you really think he’d care about any of the girls he had hooked up with?? No!

But!

I honestly do think if Dal was falling for one of his girls he’d try being near them 24/7! He’d def try to get a rise out of them before distancing himself when he feels like he has gotten too attached. Like this boy will avoid you at all costs..I’m not exaggerating.

The song lyrics for from that playboy to someone who is head over heels for someone he wasn’t supposed to! But of course knowing Dallas Winston he def would not admit his feelings to anybody..or himself!

But I do imagine the gang teasing him because he is so damn obviously in love with this sweet amazing girl! But he’ll just brush it off saying it’s just another broad of his.

The Diner

The Diner bell rings as the front door swings open. In comes Dallas Winston and his two Greaser buddies, completely filling the calm atmosphere with trouble and chaos. Your shift was going great since it’s one of those slow Sunday afternoons, but when Dallas slid into his booth and looked over at you with that careless grin..you knew your shift was ruined.

Dallas leaned back against his booth with his legs sprawled out under the table. He had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, completely ignoring the no smoking sign at the front. His two buddies sat across from him. One of his buddies looked about 14 and too young to be hanging out with a person like Dallas. The other looked 16 and shaken, he has scars on his face and looks like a beat up puppy.

You sighed to yourself as you grabbed your notepad and your pen before gathering the courage to go over to the Greaser table. You smiled as you made your way over before stopping at their table with your notepad in hand.

“Hello boys, how’re ya’ll? Would you guys like to hear our specials for today?”

You kept it light and sweet even though you dreaded serving Dally. He’s trouble and you know it, he knows it. But somehow he always seems to be wherever you are or just trying to get a rise out of you on purpose. That might be why he’s here now, sitting in your seating area, with a smirk on his lips and a gleam in his eye.

“Hey, honey. I don’ need to hear any of that crap..all I need to know is if you’re on the menu.”

You grimaced at his comment. That sentence just proved that this person is in fact Dallas Winston.

“Uh..no. But you need to stop smoking in here, Dallas. There’s a sign out front.”

You turned your head to the front entrance before pointing at the sign, then glancing back at him.

“No smoking inside the diner.”

He scoffed and shook his head, like you’re making this whole thing up.

“Why the hell would I listen to a sign about what I can and can’t do?”

You glanced at the boys that sat across from Dal, then back at Dallas. His protest is stupid and this whole thing is a waste of your time.

“Well your decisions will affect the people sitting here and I won’t be able to serve you boys if you’re smoking. Rules are rules, whether you like it or not.”

Dallas rolled his eyes before glancing back at the boys who sat across from him. He scoffed at their embarrassed and upset looks before putting his hands up in mock surrender.

“Sure, whatever you say honey.”

He took the cigarette out of his mouth before putting it out on the table, his eyes never leaving yours. You rolled your eyes at this action and looked at the two boys that sat across from him. You smiled sweetly before clicking your pen as you got ready to write.

“What would you cuties like to drink?”

The smaller boy, with green eyes, smiled before glancing at Dallas then at the menu.

“Uh..can I get a Pepsi, please?”

You nodded your head as you wrote down his order before glancing at the boy next to him. The boy next to him is the one with the scars and looks like a beat up puppy.

“What about you, hun?”

He smiled before glancing down at the menu then at Dallas. Dallas spoke up.

“He wants a Coke, Doll.”

You nodded your head and wrote down his order before glancing back at Dallas Winston.

“What would you like, Dallas?”

He smirked and sat up in his seat as he locked eyes with you.

“One coffee, but I don’t want any of that sugar crap. Just black, sweetie.”

He winked as he said one of the many nicknames he gives you, with that thick New York accent. Somehow, the nicknames roll off his tongue like warm butter. He has this crooked grin on his lips that makes you almost want to melt to your knees.

“Alright. So..just a plain black coffee, a Pepsi and a Coke?”

You glanced at the table and the two boys nodded their head. You were about to walk off to grab their drinks but Dallas stopped you by his big ass boot being in the way. You locked eyes with Dallas before raising an eyebrow.

“You forgot something, Doll”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before glancing down at your notepad. You slowly shook your head.

“No..? I got all the drinks down-”

“You forgot to give me your number.”

Your lips made a thin line out of annoyance. You really don’t want to be dealing with Dallys bullshit right now.

“Lay off, Winston”

You huffed and walked away with your notepad gripped in your hand.

Dallases eyes never left you as you scurried away from his table. He has this dumb grin on his lips because he knew he hit your boiling point. He got just what he wanted..well almost all of it. He still wants a chance, but he knows you’ll never give him one.

He turned back around in his seat but when he did he was met with two young boys grinning. Dal furrowed his eyebrows.

“What the hell are you guys smiling at?”

Pony perked up but was careful with how he spoke or whispered.

“Dal has a crush…”

Dallas scoffed and shook his head before glancing back at where you were, this made Ponyboy and Johnny snicker. Dals head snapped back towards them before he spoke up.

“You better shut the hell up, man, before I smack you both into next week.”

- And that’s how, just maybe, Dallas Winston had fallen for someone he shouldn’t -

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