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Part one of my book/Story!

(unnamed so far)

A/N: i’ve been feeling super unmotivated to write about the outsiders lately so i figured i’d share what i’m working on in my free time! i started writing this during the lockdown in 2020 (god that feels like a lifetime ago) but i gave up on it before i could finish because i really had no clue where i was going with it. but i came back to it when i had some free time a few months ago because i couldn’t get the main characters out of my head, i felt like i just had to tell this story. so here i am! sorry this is such a boring looking post and i don’t expect it to get many likes- but let me know what you think!

Basic plot: the year is 1926 in post-war France. two strangers come across a murder scene one night but once they call for help any trace of the crime has disappeared. they must take it upon themselves to investigate these murders, and maybe learn not just secrets about the case, but some about themselves too. (i suck at writing summaries like this it’s basically a murder mystery that’s super gay too)

As I walked home I was pulled out of my thoughts by a chilling scream. I looked up to see a large figure standing over a man. He held a knife in his left hand. A crimson liquid splattered the walls of the alleyway and there was a pool growing around the body. I went to dive behind a stack of large crates but the figure spotted me. I choked out what sounded like a squeak. I couldn't scream, I didn't dare utter a word. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. It felt as though my bones had turned to lead. All The man did was put a finger to his lips to shush me and a moment later he climbed up a ladder onto the roof of a nearby building with such speed that for a fleeting moment I doubted if I had ever seen him in the first place.

I stood there motionless until yet another man stepped out from behind a bin at the other side of the alley. I came back to reality and pulled a knife out of my pocket. I held it up in a defensive position. I had thought the man may have been an accomplice until he ran for the body. He dropped to his knees. He desperately felt for a pulse, sighed and closed his eyes. “Dead. Nobody could have survived that much blood loss.” I didn't dare to lower my blade “who are you. What are you doing here?” The man got to his feet slowly and put his hands up. “I’m Louis, Louis De la Cour.” The man spoke in a quiet, trembling voice. “Please don’t hurt me. I’m nothing but a man trying to get home.” Even in the low light of the alley I could tell that the man, Louis, was smaller than me. I noted that he had ash blond hair. Suddenly, the reality of the situation hit me like a wave, my knife fell to the ground with a clatter. “What the hell is happening? That man is dead! What are we going to do?”I felt like there was a weight on my chest. I couldn't breathe. I looked at Louis, his expression was stony. “We need to get a police officer. We can both go back from where we came and see if we can find someone. If you do not find anyone, come back here in three minutes.”

We shook hands and walked away. What was happening? There was a dead man in that alleyway. If someone had seen us…we could be thought of as accomplices. We could be killed just because we were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I walked at a brisk pace with my hands in the pockets of my trousers. I found a police officer easily since we were quite close to the louvre. There were always officers around that area to try to ward off anyone with the intent to steal the art kept there. I explained what happened once I caught his attention. I still felt as though I couldn't breathe and I was aware of everything happening around me. I was aware of every person walking, each voice talking in hushed whispers and I was aware of every leaf falling from the trees in the late autumn breeze. Once I had finished recounting the events I witnessed the officer demanded I bring him to the scene of the crime. We walked in silence to the alley. I relaxed a little when I noticed Louis standing at the other end again. We both looked down to where the body lay, well- where the body once lay. it wasn’t there anymore?? “Boys? I thought you said there was a murder. well where is it?” The officer was visibly angry. I felt my face get red and I stayed silent. I hated to seem like a fool. The other officer added “go home boys. There’s no corpse here. No sign of a crime. I’ll remind you, making false claims is a punishable offence.” Louis clenched his jaw and spoke up. “I assure you sir, there was a body there. We stood on either side of the alley, there was blood everywhere. I saw it with my own eyes” he kept his voice very matter-of-fact yet he commanded attention. He had a presence. It caught me off guard how this small man could make anyone focus on him just by speaking.

The two policemen walked away, once they turned the corner, Émile and Louis heard one of them laugh and say ‘Stupid youths. They must have had too much to drink!’ The other replied with a monstrous laugh. Louis looked at me and said flatly ‘I need a drink.’ I replied with a simple. ‘Me too.’ With that we walked off in silence to find the nearest bar.

i am looking for any feedback on this so if you have any opinions/questions please either send it in my asks or dm me! i’m super excited to be working on this and i hope you are as excited to read it!

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i think it’s finally time i pit out part one of the first chapter of the book i’m writing! (i meant to put it out like a week ago but my tumblr was glitching and i couldn’t post) so yeah! next post!

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alright hi- i think i’m back this time but i’m suffering from so much writers block 😭 SO i’m not gonna limit myself to just the outsiders, i’ll write for a few fandoms (i’ll add to my masterlist) but for now i’m thinking like the inheritance games and sam and colby, maybe a few more. but i’m also gonna just write non-fandom stuff too! why not? i’m going to post part of my own book i’m in the process of writing too and have little progress updates :]

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Hi, are u still doing The Outsiders matchups/ships? If yes, please answer this ask & I'll send u another one with a description of myself lol

no sorry, i haven’t done them for a while, i might open them again at some point though :]

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I LOVE YOUR WRITING

tysm anon! <3

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soooo…. i’ve been writing this cute little mlm murder mystery set in 1920’s paris for about two years now and i’m still nowhere near finished 🤭 BUT i’m planning on posting the first chapter on here later. is that something you wanna see?

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Hihi!

Hope you're doing great rn, and I had an idead hehehehehe

SO like, the gang with a s/o that's chubby and is really insecure about it. (Also I saw that you're not comfortable with writing for Darry, and that's totally okay!)

-Noodles

howdy! i tried writing a piece for you but nothing i did seemed right :( i did however find this piece which might be like what you’re looking for? n if i find anymore i’ll exit these and add them below!

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can I have a match up?

I have dirty blonde hair that’s kind of cut and a 90s style if you know what I mean. I have green eyes and tan skin freckles all over my nose and nowhere else.

I like all kinds of music because I can’t really choose. I’m definitely the comedic relief friend who needs to be told when to slow down.

The only time I’m ever serious is when I’m babysitting my sisters, because I genuinely want them to do well because I know probably won’t.

I’m kind of childish and I know it but I’m not gonna change anything about it because why should I???

I got in car rides to calm me down and yeah, I might be speeding just a tad bit but who cares anyway, the acceleration and speed for some reason calms me down.

And the most confusing part is that even though I’m known as the funny friend who jokes around all the time, I’m also low-key the mom friend because I would rather me be in the most pain than any of my other friends I love horror movies, but I don’t quite know if they were out during the outsiders time. But I also don’t know what time. You’re writing them in

I Tumblr doesnt automatically tag me could you please? to be honest I don’t know how many times I’m gonna stumble upon your page before I see it (if you do end up writing it) if you don’t, could you display responses that you don’t do matchups because I saw you doing for someone else and I thought hey, let’s see who Id get!! thanks

hi! sorry to say but i don’t do matchups anymore :( i may open them again someday. @rqse-writes

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This might be kinda weird but can you please do boob Obsessed Dally if you’re comfortable with that🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶😍😍🤨

sorry anon i am a NSFW free blog, you can find my rules here

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Heyoo! I hate to say it but I’ve kinda fell out of my (second) The Outsiders phase (sad ik) but youve also just kinda gotten lost on here and I have not seen your blog for a while so I’m just doin a little check in. First how are ya? Second have you by chance finished the Dallas x M!Reader fic? If not thats totally okay! I just havent been around to see it so i was curious. Anyway thats about it, see ya (hopefully) a bit more on here

hi omg it has been a while!

i’ve been good! i sadly haven’t had much motivation to write which is probably why a disappeared to be honest, but i’m trying to get back into it! how are you?

and yeah about that dal x m!reader fic…i don’t think i’m ever gonna get around to it 😭 but i might just writing general M!reader stuff if people request/want to see it!

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Hi idk if I’m requesting right but 🦷 28 with johhny.

A/N: this is supposed to be like a rewrite of the scene from another perspective, dunno if it’s good though. i’m gonna be honest with ya i don’t like johnny, idk i think he’s too similar to pony in a bad way. i just don’t have an emotional attachment to him. doesn’t mean i don’t like to torture him though 🤭

Warnings: ⚠️MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!!⚠️

Tags: angst, johnny x y/n (platonic or romantic not specified)

i burst through the hospital door, Dally and Ponyboy followed closely behind. some people tried to tell us we needed medical attention. i guess we were in bad shape after the rumble but i was just so focused on getting to johnny that i pushed past them all. Once i reached the room i slowed down and tried to seem less terrified than i was, i didn’t want to worry johnny. i saw dally’s face when he walked in and i knew he was trying to do the same thing. He sat down on the chair beside johnny’s bed and “hey johnnycake. we did it. we beat the Soc’s, they ain’t gonna bother us anymore.” Dally spoke in a soft voice, it sounded strange, dally usually wasn’t gentle. I took Johnny’s hand and smiled. “they’re still writing about you in the papers. about you being a hero and all that stuff. i’m proud of you-” Dally cut me off. his tone sounded urgent. he knew as well as i did that we didn’t have much time. johnny already looked worse than he did when we came into the room. “we all are. what you did was so brave.” As soon as those words left Dally’s mouth he beamed with pride, all he ever wanted was for dally to be proud of him. “Ponyboy.” Johnny whispered. I looked over to Ponyboy, he was in the worst shape out of the three of us and he looked like he was in a daze. he walked over to johnny who whispered some words into his ear. then his head fell to the side, and he was dead. Dally brushed a stray hair out of Johnny’s face. he sat there for a moment looking at the body before he got up suddenly and threw himself against the wall. “i shoulda seen it coming. It was always gonna end this way. if not something like this his parents would’ve killed him! Johnny… Y/N what am i gonna do now.” Before i could answer him, Dally ran out of the hospital. I felt a lump form in my throat. whatever happened dally now, it wasn’t going to be good. but i knew there was nothing i could do to stop it.

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🦷

6 with Steve 😈

A/N: This is really bad i’m sorry- it deleted itself and i have no motivation to write but i still needed to get something out: i thought it was funny to have Y/N and Steve kill bob rather than pony and johnny. just for fun why not. it’s only a short little piece but like i said i have no motivation. not sure if it’s no motivation for the boys or just none in general. i hope it’s the latter tbh-

Tags: angst, Steve x y/n (platonic or romantic not mentioned)

Warnings: blood, death, fighting (same as usual. also i swear y/n didn’t get stabbed this time-)

“Y/N what the hell!” i stared at the body that lay on the ground as if i was in a trance. i watched the crimson pool beneath him slowly grow. of course i heard steve, but it sounded like he was extremely far away. “Yknow we could be killed for this right Y/N! we gotta do something, we get out of here!” I felt his hand grab my shoulder. “don’t touch me.” i whispered as i hit his hand away. i didn’t want to be looking at the face of the boy i just killed, but i just couldn’t look away. “stop it man! we need to leave! if they catch us they won’t believe it was self defence! we killed a soc!” i felt him grab my arm again. this time i spun around and put my already blood covered blade against his throat. “i said. don’t touch me.” The fear in Steve’s eyes pulled me instantly back to reality. i stumbled backward. my head was spinning and i felt like i couldn’t breathe. “we killed him. oh my god.. they could give us the chair for that!” Steve didn’t dare step any closer. i looked back to the body. the pool of blood was staining the concrete a red colour. “i’m a monster.. we gotta- we gotta go oh my god!” I put my blade in my pocket and got up. “we need to go to dally, he’s been in this mess before in new york. he’ll know what to do.” i looked back to the body once more before we took off for dally’s place.

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ALR I FINALLY SAT DOWN TO WRITE A PIECE AND IT NEBER SAVED SO I SWEAR ILL TRY GET IT OUT TOMORROW ALRIGHT? ITS ONLY SHORT BUT ITS REALY ANNOUIJF CWISE I ACTUALKY LIKED IT

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WRONG BLOG BUT OK

man i’m up since five this morning and i’ve driven halfway across the country 😭😭 i’m gonna pass out omg

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update to this. i have to do it again tomorrow only get up earlier 😭😭 i’m driving way up north this time

man i’m up since five this morning and i’ve driven halfway across the country 😭😭 i’m gonna pass out omg

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🦷27 with Tim pretty please ❤️❤️

A/N: Time for some angst to ruin your day! i don’t get tim asks often but i’ve grown fond of him and curly, at least the versions of them i imagine haha.

Tags: Angst, Tim x Y/N (platonic)

Warnings: Violence, possibly death. idk i should really write the warnings after i write the piece but whatever

Y/N stumbled into the bar, their face and hands covered in blood. they fell back against the wall and slid down to the ground, clutching their side. “Tim?” Y/N spotted The hood sitting at the bar drinking a glass of whiskey. Y/N grinned and thought to themself; He must’ve won some money at the rodeo, otherwise he’d be drinking the cheapest stuff he could get. Tim turned around slowly but once he spotted the figure on the ground he sprung into action. He was at Y/N’s side within a second and was yelling at everyone to leave the bar. “Y/N! Why do you keep goin back to him?” Y/N just closed their eyes and mumbled. it was obvious they were in bad shape, and it was getting worse “dunno. can’t live without ‘im i guess..” Tim scoffed and focused on wrapping a bandage around one of Y/N’s wounds. When he looked up at them they seemed very pale, and he could tell by the look in their eyes that they were feeling faint. “Y/N honey, look at me. what happened, you shouldn’t be like this with these kinda injuries.” Y/N chuckled at the worried look on tim’s face. they moved their hand to reveal a stab wound in their torso.

Tim’s expression grew stony. “i’ll kill that son of a bitch.” He hissed. He went to get up but Y/N simply grabbed his arm. Their eyes were wide in fear. “stay with me. please. we both know i ain’t gonna survive this an’ im not dyin alone.” Tim sighed, he felt his eyes well up with tears but didn’t dare start crying. he sat against the wall next to Y/N who lay their head in his lap. “yknow, i always knew i’d die in some kind of violent way. an’ i guess i always knew it would be him that did it.” Y/N sighed. They sighed as a single tear rolled down their face. They kissed tim’s hand. “i’m sorry i couldn’t hang around for a bit longer. please tim, don’t do anything i’d do.” they smiled and closed their eyes. they were dead. Tim choked out a sob and hugged their body. “i promised i’d protect you. but i couldn’t.” he whispered. he sat there, cradling his best friends corpse. He cried harder than he thought he ever could. Before he called the police he brushed a stray hair from Y/N’s face and took one of the pins from their denim jacket and put it on his own. “i couldn’t protect you…i’m sorry.”

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so uh- send me some of these asks (put 🦷 before it so ik what it’s from) and as always please don’t hesitate to send me your most heartbreaking angst ideas i love angst omg

30 angsty dialogue prompts

"Why don't you ever listen to me?"

"I fucked up."

"They told me you left."

"I'm sorry I'm not who you thought I was."

"Where did you go?"

"Don't touch me."

"They're lying to you."

"Are you hurt?"

"I don't know where we are."

"Why are you still here?"

"Don't listen to them."

"Look at me."

"Why would you say that?"

"I'm not going to hurt you."

"You heard that?"

"I didn't mean it."

"This can only end one way."

"You look like hell." "I feel like it."

"You don't remember me?"

"I don't know who you are anymore."

"This isn't what it looks like."

"Do you trust me?" "I don't know."

"Just a little longer."

"Swear it to me."

"This isn't right."

"I don't know how much longer I can do this."

"I can't protect you."

"I can't believe I didn't see that coming."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"You can't tell anyone."

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