#dallas winston
Robert Downey Jr. (1988)
Matt Dillon : Liar’s Moon (1982)
Young Matt Dillon!
Matt’s character is a young Texas working boy who falls in love with a rich girl.
are gay now
Masterlist 1 (anything before 3/6/20)
This is just here so I can have it linked and ready for next time, so if you guys already want to save it or whatever you do with masterlists then be my guest.
Updated: 5/2/20
Fandoms on this list: Newsies, Supernatural, Falsettos
Key: S- Smut, H- Headcanon, M- Male reader
Newsies
Jack Kelly
Crutchie Morris
David ‘Davey’ Jacobs
Spot Conlon
Racetrack Higgins
Albert DaSilva
JoJo De La Guerra
Finch Cortez
Morris Delancey
Specs
Sarah Jacobs
Ships
All Newsies
- Sports
- April Fool’s Day (H)
- Quarantine (H)
- Change Your Mind
- First Time (SH) part onepart two
- Anniversaries (H)
Supernatural
Charlie Bradbury
Dean Winchester
Twilight
Alec
Falsettos
Whizzer Brown
The Outsiders
Sodapop Curtis
Dallas Winston
Johnny Cade
I hope everyone had a great April, hopefully I write more this month :)
—can you please do a sodapop x reader on a movie date? btw, i love your account
aaah i’m sorry i deleted your ask before i copied ur @ so i couldn’t tag u!! thank so much though! ILY
- literally asks you everyday if you want to go see a movie with him
- “hey y/n wanna go to the drive in?”
- doesn’t matter if you’ve already seen it
- he doesn’t care
- as long as he gets to spend time with you
- that’s all that matters
- makes a habit of dressing up for you
- even though y’all are sitting in darkness
- brings you your favorite treats
- so you don’t have to spend money at the concessions
- holds you hand throughout the film
especially if it’s scary- tries to act like he’s not afraid but his little shrieks say otherwise
- will 100% try to distract you with kisses
- also loves it when you lay your head on his shoulder
- he thinks it’s the most adorable thing
- sometimes he’ll reach his hand up and caress your hair softly
- if you end up falling asleep he’ll just leave you alone and let you nap
- loves when there’s a comedy playing
- because he gets to see you laugh
- sometimes you’ll catch him staring at you
- which you find endearing
- but also makes you a little bashful
- most times the gang will show up to tease you
- and by gang i really mean two-bit and ponyboy
- he appreciates your sense of humor towards them and how you don’t get irritated
- after the movie depending on how tired you are he’ll take you out to eat
- ALWAYS buys you a vanilla milkshake
- which is your favorite after movie snack
- sodapop is also a true gentleman
- and never lets you pay for anything
- even though you insist
- “cmon soda you always pay”
- “i don’t mind..” *smirk*you can make it up to me later”
THE OUTSIDERS PLAYLIST
—could you do like a mini playlist for each of the gang? Just songs that you think they’d like or that match their aesthetic ❤️
yesss i actually have been wanting to do this!!! i really tried to match the song w/ their personality xx
since this was a shorter request i decided to post this first but there is a dally imagine coming soon!!
dallas winston// daddy issues•doin time
darry curtis// brother•classic
ponyboy curtis// why do you love me • paper love
sodapop curtis// teenager in love •cola
johnny cade// tear myself apart •saturn
steve randle// gives you hell •starboy
two-bit matthews// team•hey mickey
—how they are with babies
—could you write something with how the outsiders act with their baby
of course! the only thing i’m changing for this particular request is i am excluding ponyboy, because his character is only fourteen years old
so sorry if this is disappointing! hope you like it xx
— when you first told him you were pregnant he was so excited but equally as terrified
— darry was there throughout the whole delivery and was so helpful after
— he just loves watching your baby grow everyday and happy he gets to witness his milestones
— your son is only six months old but this doesn’t stop darry from spoiling him
— at first he was so overwhelmed and anxious whenever he got the chance to hold your daughter
— he’d be scared but excited to take her home to meet the rest of the gang
— at night when she sleeps soda insists on sleeping on the floor in case she cries
— when you wake up in the morning he’s still sound asleep on the floor…next to her crib
— wanted a paternity test as soon as he found out you were pregnant
— deep down he knew your baby was his but he was scared of the responsibility
— when your son was born he was with you and even got a little lightheaded
— dallas loves him to death and would do anything to protect him
— he was super embarrassed and mad at himself for not being more carful
— but he knew he had to support you and this baby even if that meant getting multiple jobs
— when your daughter was born he cried…A LOT
— johnny calls her your little miracle because of your young age the pregnancy was high risk
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— literally jumps up at down like a child when you told him the news
— when you first brought your little boy home two-bit had decorated the room a Mickey Mouse theme
— didn’t quite understand how to care for something so fragile but he was still very gentle and loving
— never leaves your babies side unless he has to
— steve was the most scared of out of everyone about being a parent
— he wanted your babygirl to have the best life possible and would do anything to ensue that
— when she was born he tried to convince the doctors to let him sleep in the nursery
— buys her whatever she wants, and i mean WHATEVER SHE WANTS*spoiled*
—the start of everything
@woahcurtis—hey ! i really liked that soda x singer head cannons… could you do an imagine of it? :0
really sorry if this seems rushed! i just wanted to get your request done since you’ve been waiting for a little over three weeks…aaah so sorry i just have a ton of requests i’m trying to knock out, but i hope you enjoy it. super fun to write xx
those who wish to sing always find a song. this was a quote you have lived by since you were a little girl. as the years blew past the one thing you never grew out of was your passion for music and singing. growing up in a musical family allowed you to be more in tune with your hobby. your parents were so supportive and encouraged you to keep going after your dream and to sing your heart out whenever you can. soda was probably your biggest fan - besides your parents and family of course.
he was there for every performance, every song. the loudest to cheer and the last one to leave. you couldn’t thank him enough for all the love he gives you. every night after your shows he surprises with with a bouquet of flowers, which warms your heart.
“they’re beautiful,” you bring them up to your nose. “and smell amazing!”
“i knew you’d like them,” sodapop blushes.
as you’re leaving the bar you can’t help but notice the tons of smiling faces and clapping people looking in your direction. the adoration feels so unreal. even if tulsa is somewhat small it still feels like millions. every performance feeling a little better then the last.
“so i was thinking…” soda trails opening the door for you, “we should celebrate.”
“celebrate what?”
“your musical success!”
you laugh. “i’m not that successful, yet.”
“in my eyes you are,” soda gushes. “always will be.”
you can’t help but feel a sudden flutter in your heart. sodapop was one of the many reasons why you never gave up on your dream. his support means everything to you, and most of your songs are written or partially inspired by your relationship.
“but anyway back to celebrating, i have a surprise!” he grabs your hand dragging you to the car.
“soda slow down!” you shriek.
“oop sorry babe.”
—
as you’re driving to this super secret location you wonder where he could be taking you at this hour. i mean it’s almost midnight to no other places are open besides a few bars. as your mind wonders you hum a few notes to yourself, the relaxing drive inspires a melody. you can feel soda glancing over at you every now and then, he has always loved watching you in your element. how passionately you sing the notes, the thought you put into every lyric. soda wishes he could feel that same passion.
before you can ask how much longer he puts the car in park, you look around confused as to why he drove you into the city. you look over at him, waiting for him to explain further, but he’s just staring at you.
“uh sodapop…where are we?”
“okay look,” he sighs running his long fingers through his hair, “promise me you won’t get upset.”
“okay? why would i get upset? where are we?” you ask a bit panicked.
“i’ve been makin calls all day. and i think i finally got you a interview with a very well known music producer, he also manages his clients,” he explains.
you can tell by the ways he’s looking at you that he’s trying to read your emotions. but your poker face is to good, which makes him even more nervous.
“i-wow i don’t know what to say.”
“are you mad? i mean i never meant to go behind your back but y/n you’re a star, you deserve to be heard my everyone i wanted to try and help you get a bit further but if i made you ang-”
“SODA!” you cut him off. “i’m not mad.”
“oh thank god,” he leans back relieved.
“just nervous as hell, how did you get him to meet with me? or even see me this late?”
“it’s long story, let’s save that for later. right now you have a meeting to get to!”
soda hops out of the car, rushing around to open the passenger side door for you. when you’re finally out he gets into the back seats grabbing your acoustic guitar before you make your way into the huge building. your nerves are through the roof as you look at the massive structure in front of you.
“you’re going to be amazing, like always,” soda squeezes your hand lightly. “knock em dead.”
you slowly walk up to the front desk where a older lady sits scrolling through a computer screen. she greets you with a smile.
“what can i do for you?”
“i uh have a meeting with your music producer..”
“andrew starks,” soda adds.
she nods and pushes a clipboard towards you. it’s full of different names and signatures.
“just sign in and mr. starks will see you shortly.”
you sign your name as neatly as you can, grateful for your school for teaching you cursive.
“today might be the start of everything,” you look behind you where soda stands.
he smiles brightly at you, tears welling in his eyes.
—hcs where you die in the fire instead of johnny + gang reactions also ur my fav
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aww thanks babe, hope you like it!! this definitely pulled at some heartstrings while writing
- the entire gang is in absolute shock
- the horrible sound of your parents screaming from the distance
- the saddened looks as the firefighter carries your limp body out of the flames
- johnny tries to forgive himself for not making sure you were behind him as you two ran out
- darry tries his best to calm everyone even though his heart is broken
- dallas feels bad for not holding you back
- ponyboy wishes he showed up sooner
- sodapop is tightly gripping your sweater you tossed him right before running in the church
- and two-bit and steve are comforting your parents as best they can
- but the boys can’t help but feel guilty
- why did you and johnny have to go in there alone?
- why couldn’t they have been braver?
- why did it take so long for the fire department to show up?
- dallas starts cursing at emergency responders when they refuse to continue compressions
- he knows in his heart that there’s nothing more they can do
- but it doesn’t make it hurt any less
- your mom is completely mute and your dad hasn’t stopped crying
- the police approach them dreading to tell everyone that you have been pronounced dead
- sodapop is the first out of the gang to cry
- darry pulls him in for a hug but soda rejects
- he wishes he had the chance to tell you he’s loved you since the first grade
- the thought of you being gone is unimaginable
- johnny runs over to the ambulance where your body had been placed
- he ask the paramedics if he can say goodbye
- two-bit follows not far behind to comfort him
- they pull the white sheet down
- exposing your soot covered face
- johnny runs his hand over your cheek
- two-bit wipes a few tears away
- steve can’t even look at you
- ponyboy and dallas just stare blankly
- darry gives his condolences to your parents and helps your mom into the ambulance
- she insists on riding with your body to the funeral home
- “i’m going, she’s still my daughter”
- the gang stays behind
- left to face the emotions of this horrible day
- they each speak briefly at your funeral
- giving beautiful sentiments and eulogy’s
- your mom is grateful they were in your life
- even if it was just for a few years
- after the service they make sure to place your favorite flowers on your grave
- they can’t help but laugh as they think about what you’d be saying to them at this moment
- “she’d probably say this is the nicest she’s seen any of us dress” -ponyboy
- darry is the last person to leave
- “rest easy, kid”
—Johnny’s big sister falling in love with Darry please
it’s been awhile since i wrote some headcanons so i hope this format is okay with you!! xx
- you never meant to develop these types of feeling for darry
- you’ve known him your entire life
- the two of you are the same age
- and practically grew up together
- also johnny and ponyboy are best friends
- which makes things even better for you
- darry is the sweetest guy in your life
- well besides johnny of course
- he’s never been cross or disrespectful to you
- he may come across as intimidating or mean to others but it’s just a facade
- you feel yourself falling harder the more you spend time together
- sometimes you wonder if he shares the same type of feelings
- but when you start getting really close he shuts himself out
- many times you’ve tried to break him out of this internal fear of his
- it’s like he’s afraid to open himself up to love
- one night he catches you off guard
- he asks you out on a date
- well not really out
- he offers to cook you a nice dinner at his house
- since he does have a lot of responsibility for his younger siblings
- and he’s worried they’d try and throw a party or something in his absence
- which is another thing you two bond over
- you both constantly worry about your family
- but he seems nervous
- way nervous that he usually is around you
- darry surprises you with your favorite pasta
- you’re actually shocked at how good it is
- since you haven’t seen him cook like ever
- after dinner he takes your plate for you and heads into the kitchen
- when he returns he has two cupcakes
- he hands you one and you thank him
- “so what’s the special occasion?”
- “the truth is, i like you y/n i always have”
tries to keep calm- BUTTERFLIES IN YOUR STOMACH
- unfortunately the boys walk in right when you and darry are about to kiss
- johnny is a bit shocked but not surprised
- and ponyboy has a wide grin across his face
- “it’s about damn time..”
Pt.1Pt. 2
Requested by: @maddieb97222
Fandom: The outsiders
Relationship: Gang X Curtis! Sister
Prompt: Can you please do a second embarrassing brother where the reader and Michael are now dating he and he comes over for dinner and it just gets more embarrassing + a lot of fluff sorry for bothering you, I just really love your writing!
word count: 2.1k
Somehow, some way your crazy boys managed to not scare off Michael. By the end of the school year you were the talk of the school. A greaser and a soc dating was like something out of a book, hardly ever seen in real life. But, no one dared to question when they saw you two kiss each other on the field. Michael didn’t care and that’s what mattered, if anything he enjoys his leather jacket wearing girl. His parents didn’t know fully who you were, and that was your idea. Michael and his sister helped camouflage you. For one night you looked like the people you despised.
You weren’t angry with him about it. You knew he wasn’t ashamed of you and it was a precaution to keep the relationship going. At your house you two could do as you please. Today was one of your weekly gang dinners and for the first time Michael would be tagging along. Sure, he had been around the gang before and had even had dinner with your brothers. But this, this was different. The boys were known to get piss-drunk, fight and yell. They would run outside doing flips and screaming, even Darry joined in. This wasn’t just dinner.
This was a party in true greaser fashion.
And somehow Michael managed to invite himself and well- you couldn’t really oppose it without causing a fight in your amazing relationship. He was so kind and understanding the least you could do is swallow your pride and let him see this part of you.
Everything was going great you were just waiting on Dally and Darry. The boys surrounded the tv and you sat on the couch your head in Pony’s lap as you were both reading, listening for the timer to go off in the kitchen. You had made a simple lasagna, something you knew all the boys would eat. You sat up as you heard heavy footsteps coming from Darry’s work boots. You walked over and quietly opened the screen door.
“Thanks, baby,” he whispered as he kissed your head. You both walked into the living room as all the boys waved hi.
“Dar” you said quietly, “I know you desperately need to sit but, if you could please shower first- I’d greatly appreciate it.”
“What do I really smell that bad today?” Dar said with a knowing smirk.
“Aw, don’t take it personally, Superman” Two piped up turning away from the small screen for the first time in the past two hours. “Her boyfriend’s coming tonight so she’s got a stick up her ass” You gasped as you leaned over to smack him across the back of the head.
“I do not have a damn stick up my ass.”
“Language, Y/N” Darry said sternly. “I’ll head in there now, do you need me to make dinner too?” You shake your head as you slowly pushed him towards the bathroom door “alright, alright- baby, I get it, I’m goin’ ”
Soon after the timer went off and you went into the kitchen to finish up dinner there was a light knock at the door. Before you could even speak the boys all raced to the door and crowded a very nervous Michael Adderson. The chatter got louder and louder as you raced out of the kitchen.
“Guys please get away from him”
“Aww baby we’re just messing with him.” Soda smiled at you “It’s my job as a big brother.”
“Well now your job is to take the boys inside and set up for dinner, big brother” Soda rolled his eyes as all the boys hollered with laughter.
“Hi, darling,” Michael whispered holding out the bouquet he was clutching. “These are for you.”
“Oh, wow,” you slowly took them from his hands. “I- um-” No one had given you flowers since your father was alive.
“Oh man, did I do something wrong?”
“No, no why would you think that?”
“You’re crying,” He stepped closer to you wiping away the tears that had run down without your notice.
“No, I’m okay. It’s just the last person to buy me flowers was my father.” Michael nodded staying silent as he pulled you into a hug. He placed a kiss on the top of your head as you slowly pulled away from each other.
“C’mon, I got to put these in water and we are just waiting on Dally.”
The boys were already seated in the living room awaiting your cue to finally eat. Another hour had gone by and you shifted from your spot on the couch next to Michael.
“Do you guys know where Dal is?”
“Haven’t heard from him today, baby” Soda said
“None of you have?” The boys all yelled out no, their eyes fixated on various readings and the episode of Mickey that danced across the screen.
“I’m gonna call Buck’s and maybe he knows where he is,” You turned and kissed Michael’s cheek before heading into the kitchen. You sighed and leaned against the wall anxiously awaiting Buck’s answer.
“Yeah?” The sounds of the party roared through the phone.
“Buck?”
“Who’s asking?”
“Y/N curtis, Look Buck, is Dal with you?”
“Uh yeah he just went up stairs to get some sleep.”
“Can you please get him for me?” You heard a groan and the slap of the phone hitting the table. A few moments later you heard Dals voice on the other end.
“Dallas Winston.”
“What, Baby?”
“Where the hell are you?”
“Buck’s, you know that-”
“Dal, what day is it?
“What the hell are you on?”
“What day is it Dallas?”
“Shit-”
“Mhmm”
“I-”
“Just get your ass over here now.” You slammed the phone on the receiver and headed back out into the living room.
“He comin’?” Soda asked turning away from the tv. You glare at him and walk back over to Michael.
“What to you think,” you sneered “he fucking forgot”
“Ooo Baby Curtis used a naughty word” Two-Bits cackled You reached behind your back taking the pillow off the couch and whipping at his. As it smacked him in the head he let out a groan. None of the boys tried to even speak and they all turned back to the tv as you felt Michaels hand snake around and lay on your back. Your face begins to grow hot as you realize what you just did in front of him.
“Baby, you need to breathe” Michael whispered in your ear
“Sorry” You whispered back leaning into his embrace.
The shower finally shut off, it had gone on for so long that none of you had remembered that Darry was in there, until he emerged in just an old green towel.
“Ay-o Superman, Did you forget your clothes?” Two-Bit screeched with laughter causing everyone’s attention to go towards the eldest brother.
“Shut Up, Two, I just need to grab my calendar.” He shuffled over to his bag that was left by the door and grabbed his little book that contained your whole life for the next year. Yet, with every single footstep you didn’t think you would make it that long. “Hi, Michael,” He moved closer towards you, still gripping the towel tightly as possible to avoid one of the boys tricks.
“Hi, Darry,” Michael reached out his hand for Darry to shake while you leaned closer to the 5 boys sitting on the floor, though you weren’t really directing it towards Johnny and Pony.
“Pull his towel and I swear to god, you will never get another girl in this town again”
“Y/N” Soda reached out to grab your hand “Come with me” You nodded standing up with him, leaving Michael chatting with Darry who still has yet to return to get clothes.
“Dar-” you started gaining his attention “please” Darry looked confused for a second before realizing what you meant and excusing himself.
You tightly held Soda’s hand as he led you to your room. Shutting the door behind you. Darry’s bedroom is next door so you quietly listened to make sure he actually was in there and not talking to your boyfriend while moving one hand could reveal all. You sat at your vanity to check out your hair while Soda leaned against the wall.
“Baby, you need to breathe.”
“I am breathing, Soda, that’s how you stay alive.” You stared at him through the mirror a smirk unfurling from your lips.
“You know that’s not what I meant” You sigh, turning towards him. You fill your eyes start to fill with tears as your throat burns.
“I’m really trying, Soda.”
“Oh, baby we all know you are.” He walked closer to you and wrapped you up in his arms as the tears began to fall. You sat there for a bit unable to get the words to form in your mouth. But, Soda didn’t judge he never did, instead he just sat with you, stroking your hair like the lost little girl you felt like.
“Cmon baby, dry those tears, you can’t have your boy seeing you like this.” You chuckled at his words as you rubbed your face attempting to be careful of the slight makeup that adorned it.
“Y/N” Pony yelled barging into the room. You turned towards him ready to yell but the look on his face changed your tune. His wide eyed glance and heavy breaths proved to you that it was more than just his impatience. “It’s Dally.”
You quickly followed him into the living room where Dally was laying on the couch, the boys all surrounding them, including Michael.
“What are you all just standing there for?” You croaked, attempting to keep the emotions at bay. You moved closer to Dal, the boys moving out of the way. It wasn’t too bad a few cuts and a black eye, from the way he was tightly clutching his chest possible bruising. “Soda get some face cloths wet and dry, Pony get some new clothes, Johnny get me the first aid kit, Michael can you go find me a hair elastic, Two get some water, and Darry and Steve, help him sit up so we can get this shirt off of him.” The boys all nodded and ran to their respective spots in the house.
“You know baby, if you wanted to see me naked this bad all you had to do was ask.” He divulged.
“Shut up, Dal.” You quickly turned taking the hair elastic from Michael and throwing your hair in a terribly messy ponytail as Darry and Steve lifted him up. You tried to focus on your hair going through the scrunchie avoiding Dally’s grunts of pain. You turned back towards the boys and straddled Dal’s legs to hold him in place and lessen his movements as the boys slowly peeled his shirt off.
“Oh man, not in front of your brother, Y/N” You let out a loud laugh looking down at Dal and seeing him crack a small smirk.
“You’re disturbing-”
“And you love it.”
“Mhmmm sure.”
You took the first aid kit from Johnny giving him a kiss on the cheek and a soft “thank you.” You then wrapped up his chest hoping you guys could avoid a hospital visit. The boys laid Dally back down and you organized the supplies. It took about 20 minutes of soothing words and careful actions before his cuts were finally clean and you guys could get back to life.
“What happened Dal?”
“Ran into Shepard,” You sighed.
“Don’t scold me.”
“I’m not scolding you,”
“That sigh tells me other wise.”
“I’m not gonna scold you, Dal, I just helped you, now i suggest you stop.” You cautioned, giving a softer glare.
“Dinner?” Steve suggested
“Don’t look at me,” you laughed, “I cooked.”
The boys let out a laugh and headed into the kitchen to serve themselves. You stood up and plopped on the couch next to Dal.
“You’re welcome for saving your ass.” Dal scoffed at you rolling his eyes and attempting to hide the smirk that was forming on his lips.
“Whatever floats your boat,baby”
“That was badass,” Michael gasped, you didn’t notice that he was still standing there and you felt your cheeks begin to heat up.
“Thanks,” You stood up off the couch and moved closer to him. “I’m sorry for all the craziness.”
“Are you kidding? In my house it would’ve just been talks of football and the latest golden boy.”
“So you’re enjoying yourself?” You wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer to your chest.
“Immensely” You both leaned forward, lips meeting in the middle. You started to move your hands to his grease free curls. He smiled into the kiss and pressed harder.
Suddenly a wolf whistle sounded throughout the room and Two-bits annoying cackle followed causing the two of you to pull apart.
“Shame, shame” Ponyboy laughed
“I know your name.” Two-Bits screeched. You turned towards Michael kissed him on the cheek before turning back to the boys. They stared back at you like the cowboys in those movies Pony likes. You smiled at them and started running in their direction, and they smartly ran out the door. All of you hootin and hollerin as you did gymnastic trick Darry had taught you when you were younger. Soon you all fell to the ground laughing.
As embarrassing as they are you wouldnt change your gang of brothers for the world.
Pt.1 Pt.2
Tags:@celebsimagines
I was watching from the window of the kitchen as a police car rolled up. Soda was at the table finishing his homework. Darry was in the shower and Ponyboy was in the family room with Dally and Johnny. I heard a knock at the door as the shower shut off. I thought it was going to be a policeman bringing Two-Bit but it wasn’t. Three policemen stood at my door with solemn looks on their face. They told me they were looking for Darry and I welcomed them inside as they waited. The gang gathered in the kitchen as Darry spoke with the policemen. I hit the floor…. My parents are dead.
I woke up with a scream, tears were running down my face. Within seconds I heard the creaky door whip open and the comfort of Darry’s arms around my chest. He tightly held me as I thrashed and kicked, “THEY CAN’T BE DEAD!” I screamed over and over again. There was nothing Darry could do other than attempt to quiet me to avoid waking my brothers.
“Sh,” he spoke lightly squeezing me tighter to his chest. “baby, you need to snap out of it.” Soda and Pony ran into the room slamming into the door with wide eyes. This wasn’t the first night this had happened and I pray every night for it to be the last. But, to no success and no sign of a way to calm the nightmare, this was life. If it wasn’t me, it was Pony but, when it comes down to it though I’m living in hell I’d rather be the one to brace it than my brothers.
“I-I’m sorry g-guys..” I whispered, my voice hoarse from the screaming.
“It’s okay baby girl, everything is okay” Darry whispered as he looked up at my brothers. “She will be fine, get back in bed.”
“Em-” Pony started, I gazed up at him forcing a smile. He was our worrier and as he was he baby the important thing was for us to This had become a routine since mom and dad died in the car accident almost a year ago. Darry is the only one who can calm me down out of my brothers, but Dally has become accustomed to waking me from my nightmares as well. Dally isn’t as bad as everyone thinks, he just doesn’t understand love. Though all excuses aside without us, he’d be hood. All the boys treat me like their little sister and are all extremely protective of me.
Darry slowly laid back still clutching on to me, I nuzzled my face into his chest.
He smells like dad…
I listened to the sounds of Darry’s slowing breath as he fell back to sleep for the last few moments before sunrise, his chest rising and falling under my head. The sounds of shower turning on and then back off 15 minutes later and the soft patter of Soda’s feet as he walked back into his room. I heard the grumbles of Pony as he dragged himself into the bathroom, accompanied by his careless, tired stomps. Then came Darry’s sudden and stiff movements as he woke up from his cat nap.
“I’d love to stay with you longer, but I have to get to my job.” He slowly slid out of the bed and stood on the side, “how are you feelin’ now kiddo?” I slowly pushed myself up, my head still spinning as if my body had gone into shock, again.
“Numb,” I whispered.
“Are you going to try to go to school?” I shook my head, I wasn’t in the right mindset. I’ve had the dream of the day mom and day died for months. Every time I do something bad happens. The last time I had the dream was the day before Johnny and I got beat up by the Socs. Darry nodded understandingly, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead before walking into the kitchen.
I took my time to regain my composure before following. The whole gang sat around the table, their usual banter almost nonexistent as I slowly made my way toward the kitchen. I stopped hearing Darry’s stern voice controlling the room. “Dal, I need you to stay here,”
“Nah Dar, I got business to attend to.”
“And that business is here Dallas, Emmie had the dream again and someone needs to stay with her.”
“Dar-” silence I knew that meant the dad glare had come into play, guess Dallas is my babysitter for the day. I chose this moment to make my entrance. Various “hey Em” and “morning Em” came from the chatty boys. I made my rounds with hugs to everyone except for Dallas and Soda’s girl Sandy - we aint on the greatest of terms. We just aint the gettin along type. She came by in the mornings every so often, only speakin to Soda and here and there to my brothers..I went over to the stove to grab some breakfast all that was left was a single blue pancake. I looked back to the table and everyone held a full plate including Sandy - who was just picking at her plate and moving it around with her fork to avoid the conversations at hand. I placed the ceramic plate back on the shelf and turned to the food cabinet. I guess I am stuck with cereal this morning. I sat down in between Dally and Two-bits and tuned out the latest gossip from the DX
“Was anyone on the couch last night?” I whispered to Two-bits. He nodded still listening to Steve’s rambling about a Soc girl that wore a shirt that showed “everything and I mean everything.”
“I was.” I looked at him with guilt and he gave me a small smile.
“I’m sorry Two” He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I leaned against his chest as I ate my cereal.
“No worries Emmy-Lee” he whispered before placing a kiss on my head, despite his never ending immaturity, he was the one to turn to in tough situations.
“Are you going out tonight, Soda?” I asked through a mouthful of cereal, just to piss off Sandy who scowled at me.
“Yeah, Stevie and I are taking Sandy and Evie to the Dingo tonight. It’s Rocks Your Socks Off Night.”
“And I got Johnny and Pony tonight,” Dally pitched in “We are going to the drive-in, Em.” Two pushed on my shoulder telling me to lean forward allowing him to grab a beer from the fridge.
“What to do something dangerous?”
“Nah, watch a movie, pick up a broad or two” He smirked and wink high-fiving Two-Bits. I glared at both of them with disgust.
“ I think i’ll stay here, Dal, I have a ton of homework to get done”
“alright kiddo,” Darry started placing his hand on my back. “You need to rest baby, only out for emergencies. I left the number for my work site-”
“Darry I’m gonna be fine,”
“I know baby I’m just nervous, maybe I outta stay how.”
“Go!” I laughed “I’m fine” Dar paused before nodding and kissing my head. He gathered his stuff and headed to work.
“I’ll be around later Em,” Two started, “Let’s go Pony, Steve”
“See ya Two, and uh, maybe actually go to class. You know that’s what school is for.”
“Don’t poke fun Emmy-Lee”
Everyone chimed in with goodbyes and soon everyone else followed leaving me with my thoughts and Dally.
“You know you don’t have to stay here” I flicked on the tv and settled in Darry’s recliner.
“I know that, I have no rules” He stood in the doorway, with slouching posture and a hand above his head attempting to appear tuff. He slowly placed a weed in his mouth and attempted to light it.
“Actually you have one.” I replied standing up from the comfort of the old recliner and walked toward the bleach blonde boy.
“ oh yeah?” I nodded and removed the unlight ciggie from his mouth.
“Don’t smoke in my house.” I threw it on the floor and returned back to the chair.
“You know what, I don’t have to stay here.”
“and , no one’s stopping you Dally-boy.” I heard the heavy stomp of his work boots and the loud smack of our soon to be broken screen door.
Pt.1Pt.2
Summary:
Ember Curtis, Sodapop’s twin sister, tells the untold story of the week Ponyboy went missing.
My world turned upside down a long time ago but it feels like it will never be the same again. It’s like ever since mom and dad died everything has been going downhill. Being a greaser has gotten tougher especially being a greaser girl. Soc boys doing everything they can to take advantage of you.You’re always living with fear that something bad is going to happen and typically it does. It’s rare that you’d find an optimist on this side of town and life don’t make it that easy. Life as a greaser has always been reckless and interesting. You never know what’s bound to happen on the streets of Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Yells and the pounding of feet echoed through the house as the front door slammed. My blue eyes searched the room for a hair tie as I jumped off the bed. I raced toward the front room swinging open the bedroom door. When I got to the front room it was empty, I could hear faint yells coming from down the street.
“What the hell,” I whispered, my mind was racing, sorting through all of the possibilities. What made them run like that, it was a good day. I threw open the front door and raced down the street only to catch a glimpse of a blue mustang drive away. Socs, should’ve known, they’re usually causing more ruckus than us, though greasers are probably the wildest of the two. We don’t go around jumping Socs. The Socs get articles for being disgraces one day and the next they are the best things to happen to this damn society, that’s how this city works.
I felt like I had stopped breathing. I froze in front of my brothers as they comforted poor Ponyboy. Blood was running down his chest from the multiple cuts on his neck from the switchblade. I took a deep breath, swallowing my fear as I moved forward.
“What the hell happened,” I yelled.
“Socs,” Darry spat
I cursed under my breath, another attack, when will this end? “Ponyboy,” I softly whispered as I crouched in front of him. “Are you okay?”
“Em.” He choked out as he hugged me with all his strength.
“I’m right here Pony.” I wrapped his body in my arms as it began to shake with sobs. I just stood there with him rubbing his back. I pressed a kiss to his head and held him tighter to my body. “Let’s get you home.” He nodded into my chest before pulling away and grabbing my hand. I smiled at my brother and gave his hand a squeeze of reassurance as we began our walk home, the gang trailing behind. He’s just a kid, though he’d never admit it due to the fact he’s 14 now. But Ponyboy is different, he’s a huge dreamer and digs movies and books in a special way. A way that only a few of us understand. He realizes the good in the world, he sees the beauty in everything he looks at and has been this way since he was a kid. Sometimes that gets him in trouble, he’s too sweet for his own good. Don’t get me wrong though he can get mean in a rumble, every grease can. You have to growing up on our side of town.
Darry is the oldest of us all, he’s named after dad. We call him Superman, sometimes, due to his giant muscles and his incredible mind. He had a great scholarship to great college, but he gave it up to be the guardian of my brothers and me after Mom and Dad were killed in an automobile accident over a year ago. He has blue-green eyes that have become like ice since he took on that roofing job. He is real smart, book smart and street smart. He seems to know everything, he doesn’t really fit in with the greasers but we are the only things that kept him away from the socs. He is a real looker, all of my brothers are in their own ways. Pony with his boyish charm and adorable grin, Darry with his bruting muscles and mysterious eyes, and Sodapop with his movie star looks.
Sodapop, my twin brother, is a different kind of handsome, he’s the kind you see on the big screen at the drive-in each night. He’s a little bit shorter than Darry but still a good height. Soda’s muscle build is slimmer than Darry but not as slim as Pony. He has this golden blonde hair that makes him look like a greek god. He has Dad’s eyes, dark brown and full of emotion. Soda can go from being wild and reckless to the kindest and most caring person I know, Soda is special that way. He dropped out of school a little after our parents died and he now works full time at the DX. He only smokes when he’s stressed and never drinks, while Pony smokes almost a pack a day and Darry won’t even go near them.
“Pony, everything is okay,” I told him as I wiped the tears from his face.
“I know I’m just a little spooked that’s all.” I nodded and smiled softly.
“They got away those dirty fu-”
“KEITH!” I yelled before he could finish that sentence. Two-Bit as you can tell, has an extremely colorful vocabulary. Keith “Two-Bits” Matthews is the second oldest of our little family. He is eighteen and a half but he’s still in the eleventh grade - with me. Two-bits never stops talking he’s the king of interrupting, that’s why we call him Two-Bits. He’s the funny guy of our gang everything becomes a joke to him. He knows how to make you smile in the darkest of times.
“What are you doing walking alone kid,” Steve questioned as he held his nose.
“Butt out Steve and leave him be” I warned and glared at him, but finally he gave up and walked over to Soda.
Steve Randle just turned 17 and he has been best friends with Sodapop and I since we were in grade school. Sometimes his anger gets too out of hand. Though I’m the only one who can get through to him and the rest of the boys. They all confide in me. Steve has a messed-up home situation, his father is a drunk and kicks him out of the house at least once a week. Then the next day gives him money to try and make up for it. Steve comes to our house to hide out. He’ll sleep on the couch but usually, he comes into my room and we talk all night long. He lays with his head in my lap as I run my fingers through his hair. He will rant and cry about anything and everything that is on his mind. One of Steve’s greatest talents is fixing cars. He can replace a hubcap quicker and quieter than any man in all of Tulsa. He wants to be more than that, though, he wants to prove to everyone he isn’t just a mechanic.
The most dangerous of our gang is Dallas Winston. He has a rap sheet longer than the Declaration of Independence (trust me I’ve read both) and he is extremely proud of it. He has platinum blonde hair and cold ice blue eyes. He didn’t grease nor cut his hair causing it to line his face. Dally’s face is an elfish face, he has high cheekbones and a pointed chin. Dally has a heart of stone, the meanest of our entire gang. The first time Dally got arrested he was 10 years old. He spent a total of three years out in New York with the toughest gangs you will ever see. Dally was closer to a hood than a greaser, he’s wild. Dally would be classed with the downtown gangs if it wasn’t for us. Dally has been worse since my parents died, they kept him fed and out of trouble. They were the closest thing he ever had to real parents. I think he took it the worse out of all the boys when he found out he ran. I chased him all the way to the gas station, but it was too late. The cops caught him stealing and he was jailed. Now the gang is the only thing he has left in this crooked world.
Then there’s Johnny Cade, The second youngest though he is treated more like a kid than Pony. Johnny’s parents are abusive drunks, his father beats him and his mother pretends he isn’t even there. There have been many sleepless nights where I’ve cleaned the wounds of his most recent beatings and held him as he cried. I couldn’t understand how two people couldn’t love one of the sweetest boys in this world.Johnny got jumped a few weeks back by some socs. I had left Johnny in the park to go get some drinks and food from the house and When I got back the socs were leaning over his body. I screamed out and ran towards them. That’s when one of them turned and grabbed me. He pinned me to the ground to keep me from getting to Johnny. I recognized the boy from school and I could tell he knew me too. He was holding my arms and had his legs on both sides of my hips.I don’t remember much else, all I know is Dallas was the one who saved us.
“You don’t ever think,” Darry began “ not anywhere it counts. With all of those good grades, you still don’t use your head. You should have at least had your blade.”
“Aw Darry lay off him. Carrying a blade would have given the socs an excuse to cut him off more.” Soda yelled he always sticks up for Pony but one of these times it’s going to get him in trouble.
“If I want my kid-brother to tell me what to do with my other kid-brother I’d ask kid brother-”
*
I walked to the door to find Pony. “Ponyboy come on inside. Johnny, Dally you staying for dinner?”
“Nah, I’m headin’ to Bucks” Dally yells as he walks out the gate
“See ya, Dal.” I yelled out waving “Johnny?”
“No, I’m all set. Thanks for the offer, though!” Johnny smiled
“Johnny I don’t want you out in that cold tonight. Make sure you come here.” He nodded and walked off. As I opened the door to let Pony in a gust of wind blew past my face.
*
“Ponyboy Michael sit still!” I couldn’t deal with this boy. Every move I made to clean this wound, he would squirm on the couch. “Pony I have to clean it!”
“It stings Em,” Ponyboy whined
“It’s going to sting more if you don’t sit still.” After 5 minutes of struggling and Soda holding his shoulders down, the wound was finally cleaned. “Go get your homework done while we’re cooking dinner. I’ll call you when it’s done.” Ponyboy walked to his room and shut the door. I started cleaning the blood off the floor and picking up the mess that was created.
Dinner came and went, I checked over Ponyboy’s math as he showered. This used to be Dad’s job, he would clean the wounds and check the homework. Mom would cook the dinner, the second she would turn away Soda would take the food coloring and put it into anything. Soda doesn’t like when things are normal. I remember mom’s laughter when she turned to find Soda mixing the blue mashed potatoes. I couldn’t help but smile at the memory. I finished up my own homework and returned everything to bags.
“Rub harder Soda” I heard Darry mumble “You’re gonna put me to sleep.” I let out a small chuckle. I walked into the living room to see Soda giving Darry a backrub. He hurt himself at work again because he tries to carry too much roofing. Darry doesn’t deserve to be working like a 40-year-old at 20. He was the boy of the year and captain of the football team. Now he’s a roofer working his ass off to take care of his three siblings. He could have been so much more if we had the money. I wish we had the money.
Fandom: The Outsiders
Relationship: Sodapop x Sister!reader
Synopsis: You are paired up with a Soc, Michael Anderson, for a school project. When you could no longer go to his house, your other option was your own. Basically chaos ensues but do you expect any less in a house full of teenage boys?
Prompt:#2: “Please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.”
Word Count: 582
Being the youngest Curtis wasn’t always easy, especially when you had seven guys around at all times. So when you found out you could no longer go to your lab partner’s house and he had to come to your, you freaked. You spent the next two days cleaning and warning the boys not to mess this up. Soda and Darry were meant to be at work and Pony was going to be at track practice.
You threatened Dally and Two to not come over until after Pony comes home, but you made it clear to Johnny that he was always welcome. So when you came home with Michael and saw Steve lying on your couch, Two-bit eating on the floor and you could hear the shower running you were ready to have a fit. You .did your best to keep your composure as you led Michael to the kitchen.
“I’m really sorry about .all of the ruckus, they weren’t supposed to be here. Do you want to set up while I gather a few things?” Michael nodded and smiled the smile that made every girl but you weak at the knees. You flashed him a fake smile back. He was a Soc, you were sure on the inside he was disgusted by the place you lived. You ran to the closet at the edge of the hallway grabbing the bag full of the supplies you had bought for this. Before you went back into the kitchen you decided you had to whisper-yell at the boys. You made a mental note to make it worse after Michael had left.
“Turn off the Tv,” You whispered as you pushed Steve’s disgusting feet off of the coffee table. “Stop eating the cake Two-bits, I’m making dinner right after Michael leaves. C’mon guys, at least act civilly if you are going to stay.”
“Aww, cmon baby Curtis we ain’t doing nothing.” Steve groaned
“Yeah that’s the problem, do your homework or I won’t make you any dessert and I was making my triple chocolate cake with triple chocolate frosting.” The boys both jumped up.
“That’s evil baby Curtis, well played,” Two-bit whispered glaring. You sent them the hated look and walked into the kitchen.
“Sorry about that,” You said smiling
“It’s fine, can we just get this volcano done? I got an hour before my mom wants me home, and if she finds out I’m at a grea-” You tried to hide the hurt look on your face. “Y/N you know I don’t care about your social status, I’m not my older brother.” You softly smiled though you were still kind of hurt.
“Why don’t we get started.”
The two of you worked for a little while longer before you older brother walked into the kitchen in just a towel.
“Hey, Y/N have you seen my clothes that were in the laundry.”
“Jesus Christ Soda, please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.” You felt your face turning bright red.
“Well, I can’t really do that until you tell me where my pants are.”
“In the same place, they always are after school, on your bed.” You glared at him before turning back to Michael as he left the room. “ I am so sorry, I didn’t think it would be this hectic.”
“No need to apologize, we never have this much fun at my house.” You smiled and he smiled back.
“Maybe you should come over more often.”
“I’d like that Y/N”
MATT DILLON GOT AN INSTAGRAM HOLY SCHNITZEL
johnny(:didnt(:deserve(:any(:of(:this(:
so i saw this thing on tumblr the other day, and it said “true love is having a crush on him even after he got a haircut” and all i could think was PONYBOY
Dally: *grabbing pony’s shirt* SAY YOU’RE SORRY
Pony: IM SORRY!
Dally: WHAT ARE YOU SORRY FOR???
Pony: *sobbing* IM SORRY FOR SAYING YOURE AGGRESSIVE!
Just jotting some ideas/looks/colors down
