#♡ about peachie — rules

[ultkyu]

૮₍ ˶ᵔ ˕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა . about me !

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૮₍ ˶•᷄ ˕ •᷅˶ ₎ა . dni/byi !

♡ minors/ageless blogs & bots | this blog has nsfw content that I am personally not okay with you seeing, but I can't necessarily stop you — just don't like any of it or interact with my nsfw posts/reblogs. anything sfw is free game though!

♡ terfs, racists, sexists, pedophiles, wlw/mlm fetishists, kinkshamers, and any anti-religious persons | it's 2024 guys, grow up. you will be blocked immediately. also I don't mean people who just hate religion in general, I specifically mean to say this is a safe space for religions and I'm not going to stand for you bashing someone else's beliefs in my inbox.

♡ anyone here just to send hate/be annoying | I seriously don't put up with any of this; if you send hate you will be blocked or deleted without hesitation. I'm not wasting my time with you.

♡ users | the only places I post are tagged in my pinned post, any account on any other platform besides those is NOT me! please DM me on my main if you see any of my works posted under a username/account that is not mine!

૮₍ ´˶• ˕ •˶` ₎ა . rules!

♡ #1 | please be patient with me! I'm very slow to reply and even slower to actually post full works. if you want to get something right away, you've a better chance of a response if you just ask for my thoughts on it or for a small headcanon!

♡ #2 | I do not write smut. I write sfw bulleted headcanons, small blurbs/drabbles, and will very occasionally post a full-length fic! asks will normally be turned into one of the first two.

♡ #3 | my posting is very sporadic, and most of the time it'll be a very short drabble. most of my posts will be recommendations (some nsfw), so please keep that in mind!

♡ #4 | be respectful! I do like gossip, ngl, but I'm not going to indulge it here. Anything pertaining to scandals/idol's weight/dating/etc. will not be talked about, but who I write for might change depending on the scandal and if I personally believe it!

♡ #5 | do not copy, modify/translate, or repost my works!

♡ #6 | read my content warnings at the beginning of the post! I wouldn't want you to read something you're uncomfortable with and yell at me for it when I tag my posts with all possible warnings.

♡ #7 | everything is implied/tagged gender-neutral reader. I try to keep it as neutral-presenting as possible! I won't be writing male/amab/afab reader, but almost anything besides that is up to your interpretation.

♡ others concerning sfw/angst | all minor/adult relations will be strictly platonic! I don't have many things I won't write concerning angst, so please pay attention to content warnings.

© ultkyu (2023) do not copy or repost my works!

[samus-onigiri-stand]

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ೀ⋆ ˚｡⋆ about me !

♡ puzzle piece - nct dream 3:47 | peachie . he/they/she . '01 liner ♡ nothing new - taylor swift 4:19 | adhd/autism . intj-a . aqua ↑ . sag ❂ . sco ○ ♡ one day at a time - ateez 3:23 | usa . english/korean/learning japanese (hiragana is okay!)

dni/byi !

♡ minors/ageless blogs & bots | this blog has nsfw content that I am personally not okay with you seeing, but I can't necessarily stop you — just don't like any of it or interact with my nsfw reblogs. anything sfw is free game though!

♡ terfs, racists, sexists, pedophiles, wlw/mlm fetishists, kinkshamers, and any anti-religious persons | it's not 1950 guys, grow up. you will be blocked immediately. also I don't mean people who just hate religion in general, I specifically mean to say this is a safe space for religions and I'm not going to stand for you bashing someone else's beliefs in my inbox.

♡ anyone here just to send hate/be annoying | I seriously don't put up with any of this; if you send hate you will be blocked or deleted without hesitation. I'm not wasting my time with you.

♡ users | the only places I post are tagged in my pinned post, any account on any other platform besides those is NOT me! please DM me on my main if you see any of my works posted under a username/account that is not mine!

rules!

♡ #1 | please be patient with me! I'm very slow to reply and even slower to actually post full works. if you want to get something right away, you've a better chance of a response if you just ask for my thoughts on it or for a small headcanon!

♡ #2 | I do not write smut. I write sfw bulleted headcanons, small blurbs/drabbles, and will very occasionally post a full-length fic! asks will normally be turned into one of the first two.

♡ #3 | my posting is very sporadic, and most of the time it'll be a very short drabble. most of my posts will be recommendations (some nsfw), so please keep that in mind!

♡ #4 | be respectful! I do like gossip, ngl, but I'm not going to indulge it here.

♡ #5 | do not copy, modify/translate, or repost my works!

♡ #6 | read my content warnings at the beginning of the post! I wouldn't want you to read something you're uncomfortable with and yell at me for it when I tag my posts with all possible warnings.

♡ #7 | everything is implied/tagged gender-neutral reader. I try to keep it as neutral-presenting as possible! please tell me if I'm failing in this, as i want to be as inclusive as possible!

♡ others concerning sfw/angst | all minor/adult relations will be strictly platonic! I don't have many things I won't write concerning angst, so please pay attention to content warnings.

© samus-onigiri-stand (2024) do not copy or repost my works!

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[hyvrecs]

⋆°•☁︎⋆.ೃ࿔⛈ ݁ ˖*༄⋆°•☁︎⋆.ೃ࿔⛈ ݁ ˖*༄⋆°•☁︎⋆.ೃ

about me !

♡ puzzle piece - nct dream 3:47 | peachie . he/they/she . '01 liner ♡ nothing new - taylor swift 4:19 | adhd/autism . intj-a . aqua ↑ . sag ❂ . sco ○ ♡ one day at a time - ateez 3:23 | usa . english/korean/learning japanese (hiragana is okay!)

dni/byi !

♡ minors/ageless blogs & bots | this blog has nsfw content that I am personally not okay with you seeing, but I can't necessarily stop you — just don't like any of it or interact with my nsfw reblogs. anything sfw is free game though!

♡ terfs, racists, sexists, pedophiles, wlw/mlm fetishists, kinkshamers, and any anti-religious persons | it's not 1950 guys, grow up. you will be blocked immediately. also I don't mean people who just hate religion in general, I specifically mean to say this is a safe space for religions and I'm not going to stand for you bashing someone else's beliefs in my inbox.

♡ anyone here just to send hate/be annoying | I seriously don't put up with any of this; if you send hate you will be blocked or deleted without hesitation. I'm not wasting my time with you.

♡ users | the only places I post are tagged in my pinned post, any account on any other platform besides those is NOT me! please DM me on my main if you see any of my works posted under a username/account that is not mine!

rules!

♡ #1 | please be patient with me! I'm very slow to reply and even slower to actually post full works. if you want to get something right away, you've a better chance of a response if you just ask for my thoughts on it or for a small headcanon!

♡ #2 | I do not write smut. I write sfw bulleted headcanons, small blurbs/drabbles, and will very occasionally post a full-length fic! asks will normally be turned into one of the first two.

♡ #3 | my posting is very sporadic, and most of the time it'll be a very short drabble. most of my posts will be recommendations (some nsfw), so please keep that in mind!

♡ #4 | be respectful! I do like gossip, ngl, but I'm not going to indulge it here.

♡ #5 | do not copy, modify/translate, or repost my works!

♡ #6 | read my content warnings at the beginning of the post! I wouldn't want you to read something you're uncomfortable with and yell at me for it when I tag my posts with all possible warnings.

♡ #7 | everything is implied/tagged gender-neutral reader. I try to keep it as neutral-presenting as possible! please tell me if I'm failing in this, as i want to be as inclusive as possible!

♡ others concerning sfw/angst | all minor/adult relations will be strictly platonic! I don't have many things I won't write concerning angst, so please pay attention to content warnings.

© hyvrecs (2024) do not copy or repost my works!

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[kazutora-kurokawa]

It Wasn't Me! (A fic about Mikey's dorayaki getting stolen while some of Toman's founders are hanging out)

♡ SFW, use of nicknames, cursing, mentions of arson, false accusations/Mikey blaming everyone for stealing, set in an au where Shinichiro survives Kazutora hitting him and everything is peachy keen between the founders, just a random idea that popped in my head ♡

Characters: Mikey, Draken, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Takemichi

Mentions of: Pah-Chin, Baji, and Shinichiro

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Mitsuya sat on the couch in the corner of Toman's hideout, scribbling away in his design journal before noticing something strange. "Draken?" Draken looked up from the book he was reading. "Yea Suya? What is it?" "Isn't it oddly quiet?" "You know what, now that you mention it, it is-" "WHO TOOK IT?" Mikey's voice reverberated throughout the hideout, interrupting Draken mid-sentence.

"I knew it was too good to be true." Mitsuya closed his journal and placed it on the couch before getting up to go with Draken to investigate Mikey's sudden outburst. "What's wrong now Mikey?" "I'll tell you what's wrong! There's a thief in our midst!" "What got stolen?" The boys turned around, surprised by Kazutora's sudden appearance. "What the fuck Tora, you scared the hell outta us! Where did you even come from?

"I was just out riding around on my bike, I needed to clear my head. So...is anybody gonna say what got stolen or is it a guessing game?" Draken and Mitsuya turned back to face Mikey, awaiting his response. "What got stolen is my dorayaki. Some scoundrel came in here and got their dirty hands on it!" "Are you fucking serious right now? I'm sitting back down, this is just ridiculous." "That's what you were yelling about? I promise you it's not that serious." "Yes it is! Takemitchy-kun brought it for me earlier and I was planning on eating it right now, but I obviously can't cause it's gone!" "It's not like you're gonna die without it, just relax."

"What do you mean relax? I can't relax with a thief running around!" "Well who do you think stole it?" "Pah hasn't been here, so you can rule him out." Draken yelled from the couch. "You know what? It was probably Baji, he does illegal stuff all the time." "Mikey you can't just go around accusing people who aren't here to defend themselves." "Exactly, you're basically just slandering him." "He literally lights cars on fire, can you really blame me for suspecting someone with a criminal record?" "I hate to admit it, but he's got a point."

"Oh shut up Draken!" "Okay let's calm it down a bit. Mikey, I think you're placing the blame on Baji because you're too lazy to actually do any detective work." Mikey crossed his arms and stared sheepishly at the ground. Mitsuya was right, no matter how much Mikey wished he wasn't. "Okay fine, I admit that I'm lazy. I guess Baji didn't do it." As the words left his mouth, Mikey looked up in sudden realization. "If it wasn't him, then it must've been one of you!"

"Oh that's just fantastic, are we gonna be playing the blame game all day? Why the hell would we steal your dorayaki? "I don't know, maybe to piss me off." "Well I don't have any reason to wanna piss you off and I was enjoying the peace and quiet, so I definitely wouldn't steal anything from you knowing you'd have an outburst." "I'm with Suya on this one, nobody wants to hear your damn mouth while they're trying to read."

Mikey turned his attention towards Kazutora, loading up his accusation. "Then it must've been you Kazutora!" "I literally just got here like 10 minutes ago dumbass, how could I steal it?" "I don't know, but I need someone to blame!" "Hey guys, what's up?" Takemichi wandered through the door of the hideout, oblivious to the situation plaguing his friends. "And the plot thickens." "Nothing much Takemichi, just Mikey blaming everyone for stealing his dorayaki." "I haven't blamed everyone, just you guys." "You say that as if it makes it any better." "Dorayaki? You mean the one I brought for you?" "Yes and someone snatched it up!"

Takemichi just stood there and laughed awkwardly, giving the boys a chance to notice the bag he held in his hand. "Takemichi, that wouldn't happen to be Mikey's dorayaki in that bag would it?" "Yeah it is, he forgot to grab it before he left." "Wow, so he really just accused everyone for no reason. That's crazy." "Mikey you owe all of us an apology."

Feeling guilty and embarrassed at his own behavior, Mikey shuffled his way over to Takemichi, taking the bag out of his hand. "Thanks Takemitchy." Mikey turned around and faced the guys, who were actively expecting an apology. "Guys..." Mikey took a long pause before continuing. "I'm not sorry." He walked out the door, too stubborn to admit he was wrong.

"I wish I would've hit him with those bolt cutters instead of Shinichiro."

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[dantakeyoman]

𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 | 𝐣. 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞

♡ 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

♡ *𝒐𝒉, (𝒚/𝒏)? 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏, 𝒕𝒐𝒐. 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓. …𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉. *

♡ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐬, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

♡ * 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒚 - 𝒑𝒐𝒗: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 *

𝐓𝐖𝐎

"Look who's graced me with his presence," you sighed, a small smirk playing on your lips as Dally hopped the hand-rail to the Nightly Double, obviously not paying.

"How ya doin', Nails?" He smiled, sitting down in the empty aisle seat next to you.

"Peachy...'til you got here," you teased, "Slide me a cancer stick."

He sighed, rummaging in his pockets for a moment before pulling out a single one, handing it to you, "You better smoke it good, that's my last one."

"Yeah, yeah, keep your pants on," you rolled your eyes, kicking up your feet and whipping out your bright, red lighter.

A gift Johnny gave you for your thirteenth birthday.

You placed the cigarette in your mouth, checking out the scar on your lip through the reflection of the trigger.

It had been two months since you got jumped by the Socs, your encounter leaving you with a faint scar on the right side of your lip, stretching from right under your nose to right under the curve of your bottom lip.

And, unsurprisingly, things between the Socs and the Greasers had gone tremendously bad.

There was a fight nearly every other day, and despite the No Jazz rule you and Darry had tried to put into effect, the Socs were just making it too hard to keep a cool head.

Fightin' words, slashing tires, jumping.

It really made you wonder who were the real hoods.

"Hey, (y/n/n)," Johnny greeted, walking up to the rail and hopping over it just like Dally did a minute ago.

You quietly gasped and dropped your lighter, nearly inhaling your cig and setting yourself on fire in the process.

You squeaked and scrambled to pick it up, Dal letting out an obnoxious laugh as Johnny quickly rushed over to you, patting you on the back to clear up your coughing fit.

"You alright?! What happened?" He asked, concerned as he took his seat next to you.

You sat up, turning to Dally and shooting him a sharp glare, him returning it with his very punchable smirk.

"Sorry, Johnnycake. You just startled me is all," you cleared your throat, rummaging in your pocket and grabbing some change.

"S'all right if you could go to the stand and get me some water?"

"Sure," he nodded, taking the money and standing up, walking over to the concession stand to wait in line.

Once you were sure he was out of earshot, you let Dally have it.

"Bastard! What the hell?! You didn't tell me Johnny was coming!" You whisper-yelled, smacking the man in the arm.

"Cool it, would ya. You two need this," he scoffed, your attacks not even phasing him.

"I'm sick of all the puppy dog eyes and the blushin' and shit. Everyone and their mother knows that you two like each other."

You flushed with embarrassment, slightly taken aback.

'That couldn't be true, right?'

You and Johnny went back to the sandbox, and for as long as you can remember you've felt some type of way about him.

The way his hair fell in his face, the way certain things would bring a small sparkle to his brown eyes, the way you could catch hints of his true smile if you were paying attention.

The way the two of you could talk about nothing and yet everything when you where alone.

Of course, you firmly believed that all of these feelings were one sided.

"The stupid excuses like I gotta go to the DX or I was gonna meet up wit' Pony is not gonna get you two outta this, so here's how it's gonna go."

He quickly turned around to make sure Johnny was anywhere near, but the poor boy was still at the very back of the large line.

"When Johnny comes back with your water, I'm gonna go get some popcorn and never come back, leavin' you two alone to start to get to business. You guys'll talk, do all the little sappy shit, and then right in the middle of his sentence, you're gonna grab 'im by his collar and kiss 'im. Boom. Match made."

You were gagged

'This guy's got jokes.'

"What happened? You turn into a comedian since the last time I saw you?" You asked sarcastically, rolling your eyes and turning around to face the movie.

"I'm not doin' that shit."

"Aw, c'mon, Nails. Johnny's too chicken shit for this, it's gotta be you," he whined, throwing his head back in annoyance.

"Besides...me and Soda made a bet with Two that says we get two packs each if you break first."

"Ah hah! That's what this is all about. You don't want me and Johnny to get together, you just want a couple free cigs," you scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief.

'Unbelievable.'

"Not entirely. I am tired of seein' you two make goo goo eyes at each other and not doin' nothin' about it. So if I get you two to cut it and a couple of free packs, o' course I'm gonna take advantage of the situation," he corrected, pausing his smoking to take a quick swig of beer.

"(y/n/n) and Johnny are gettin' together?!" Ponyboy exclaimed out of nowhere, hopping the rail and sitting down next to you.

"Will you shut up?!" You hissed, nervous that Johnny might've heard.

"Aw, what the hell are you doin' here?! You're messin' up the plan, Pone," Dally groaned, shooing away the boy with his hand.

"The plan? What plan?" Pony cocked a brow, confused.

"The one I discussed with the boys. I thought you were there, too?" Dal answered, scratching his head.

"Everyone else is in on this shit?!" You whipped your head around to Dally.

"Well, s'not my fault. Johnny was the one who asked me to come with 'im," Pony shrugged, turning to look at the movie.

"You'd think you two were attached at the hip," Dally sighed, turning around to get an update on Johnny's whereabouts.

"Doesn't matter now. The kid's walkin' back over,"

'Thank God.'

"Gotchu your water, (y/n/n)," Johnny stated, handing you the cup and your money back.

Dally stretched his arm over your shoulder and flicked Pony in the ear, getting him to move a seat over and allow Johnny to sit next to you again.

"Thanks, Johnnycake," you smiled, taking a sip and counting your change as the boy looked up at the screen to take away from the buzzing feeling in his stomach.

When you finished counting, you realized it was the exact amount of money you gave him.

"Wait, didya-." "I paid for it," he answered, already knowing your question, keeping his eyes trained on the screen.

"You ain't hafta do that, Johnny," you turned to him.

You were the one with the job. It was your responsibility to pay for your things.

"I know," he turned to you.

Your eyes met, and you looked at him through those thick lashes with those (e/c) eyes that sparkled in the projector light.

He swallowed thickly.

"S-S'least I could do. Wanted you to be all right."

You smiled, his heartbeat picking up twice as fast.

"I-." "What movie is this?" Pony asked, oblivious to the scene unfolding next to him.

Dally cursed under his breath, grumbling about how that boy was thicker than a brick.

That is, until a couple of Socs girls took the seats in front of you, and took his attention elsewhere.

"What's he grumblin' about?" Johnny asked in a low voice, turning to face the movie.

"I dunno. He's been weird tonight," you sighed, watching the movie as well. He nodded, his face turning confused when he saw someone get hit in the back with a baseball bat.

"Pone was onto somethin'. What is this movie?" He asked, nosed scrunched.

You chuckled, "Who knows. I think it's somethin' beachy."

He smiled, "Be nice to go to a beach one day...see the ocean."

"No kiddin'," you agreed, "I'd settle for anywhere outta Oklahoma."

"Forget Oklahoma. I'd settle for anywhere outta the neighborhood," he scoffed.

You sighed, resting your head on his shoulder, not noticing that the poor boy went stiff as a board at your touch.

"I could never do it, though. Don't got the guts," you dismissed.

Johnny was taken aback.

No guts? You had more guts than half the gang combined.

You'd toughed out situations that grown men'd never dream of.

No guts? "Whatchu talkin' about?" He asked, turning to look at you, confused. "You got a ton of guts, and you're plenty smart, too. If any of us is makin' it outta Oklahoma, it's you." "I'm not makin' it outta anywhere," you scoffed, looking up at him seriously. "I could never leave (b/n/n). I could never leave the gang."

You paused.

"I could never leave you, Johnnycake."

Johnny's stomach flipped so much, he nearly thought he'd flip, too.

It was as if you knew every little thing that could set him off,��every little thing that had him at your beck and call like a lovesick puppy.

You had him wrapped around your finger, and he knew this, and had no problem with it.

"You guys are my family. No place'd be worth going without y'all."

He smiled, approvingly, turning to face the movie, "Thanks."

The two of you focused back on the screen, staying in comfortable silence as you watched the movie, Dally and the two Soc girls started to get a little loud.

You were about to say something, until you felt your entire body let out one violent shiver, remind you that you were outside with nothing but a tank top and jeans.

Your breath hitched, and you hoped Johnny didn't notice, slowly looking up to face him.

Only to see that he was already looking at you, disapprovingly.

"Why ain't chu wearin' a coat, (y/n/n)? S'freezin' out here," he asked, concerned, as he began shimmying off his jean jacket, trying not disturb your head.

"I'm fine, Johnny. I just came from the DX so I didn't have time to grab a coat for nothin'," you sighed, pushing his jacket back on.

"I'm not cold, promise."

"Warm people don't shiver," he cocked a brow. 

"Maybe that'll cool you off, Greaser! When you learn to talk and act decent, I might cool off, too!" The redheaded Soc girl suddenly shouted, splashing a drink all over Dally's face.

He had moved his seat from your row to hers, and had seemed to have been harassing her the entire time.

'Probably why those two were getting loud earlier. Fuckin' Dallas.'

"Fiery, huh? Just the way I like 'em," Dally smirked, grabbing her and pulling her close, much to her protest.

"Get off me!"

"Dally, leave 'er alone," you ordered firmly, sitting up off Johnny's shoulder.

But he ignored you, continuing touch and shove her around, a smile on his face.

"C'mon, Dal, you heard 'er. Leave 'er alone," Johnny chimed in, sitting up straight, too.

You were quietly shocked.

Johnny would never so much as stick a toe out in front of Dallas, let alone raise his voice at him.

He practically worshiped the ground he walked on.

"What'd you say?" Dally's smile fell, almost instantly, and he stopped his advances, turning to glare at Johnny.

"What'd you say to me, you little shit? What'd you say to me?"

"C'mon," Johnny sighed, his eyes pleading Dal to cool it.

And Dally picked up on this, sucking his teeth before roughly stuffing his hands in his pockets, standing up out the chair.

"Wise ass," he grumbled, walking up the ramp and out of the Nightly Double.

You, Johnny, and Pone, let out a sigh of relief you didn't even know you were holding, the three of you knowing good and well that you dodged a bullet.

"Now you blew it," Pony grumbled to the two of you, knowing that all you did was postpone Dally's blow out for later.

"Thank you. He had me scared to death," the redhead turned around, releasing her own sigh of relief.

"Sure didn't show it," Johnny shrugged, "Ain't nobody talk to Dal like that."

"Well, I saw you do. And her, too," she smiled.

That's when it hit you, "Hey, ain't you that cheerleader from school? Cherry?"

"My real name's Sherri, but my friends call me Cherry 'cause of my hair."

Yeah, you knew Cherry. 

Cherry, the cheerleader. Cherry, the Soc girl.

Cherry, Bob's girlfriend. Cherry, girlfriend of the guy that nearly knocked your lights out.

Yeah, you knew Cherry.

Call it childish but two months ain't a long time, and it's hard to forget with a permanent reminder plastered on your lip.

"Why don't y'all sit with us, so you can protect us?" Cherry's friend suggested with a smile.

The boys turned to each other, Pony giving Johnny a nod.

But Johnny turned to you, realizing that you were back to watching the movie, disengaging from the conversation before you said something you'd regret.

He noticed this, and knew he wanted to stay with you through it.

Not that he was gonna get up and move, anyway.

"Imma stay back here," he stated, sitting back into his seat, your head reclaiming its spot on his shoulder.

Pony shrugged, moving to sit next to Cherry and starting up some conversation with her.

"You think Dal's gonna be mad?" Johnny asked, tiredly resting his head on top of yours.

You waved it off, "Dally's drunk. Give 'im some time to cool off and he'll be alright."

Feeling another shiver coming, you nuzzled closer to the boy, kicking up your legs on his as you relished the warmth that his jacket provided.

He let out an easy sigh, before allowing his body to ease itself into you, both of you molding together as if you were puzzle pieces.

It was so comfy, you nearly fell asleep right there.

𝒋 𝒐 𝒉 𝒏 𝒏 𝒚 𝒄 𝒂 𝒌 𝒆

"God, I'm so dog-tired I could drop," you groaned, trying to rub the exhaustion off your face as the five of you walked home.

The boys agreed to walk the Soc girls back to theirs, and at first you were completely against it, opting to walk yourself home rather than help them.

But all Johnny had to do was flash you a quick smile and ask a sincere, "Please," and you were putty in his hand.

"Did you work another double again?" He asked, though he already knew the answer.

You winced, "...Maybe, but that's only because they offered some extra cash if I stayed longer."

"You just did a double yesterday. And did a triple a day or so ago. I told you about takin' breaks, (y/n/n)," he scolded, though not really.

He could never be mad at you.

"I know, I know, but I jus-." "Now I remember," Cherry realized, turning away from her talk with Pony to face you.

"You're the greaser girl that works at the DX, right? That's where I know you from."

You cocked a brow at her description of you, the boys quietly wincing at the reminder.

No matter how long they talked, or how deep the conversation, you were still Grease, and they were still Soc.

Noticing the quiet, she caught herself, slightly embarrassed "Sorry.....force of habit."

Just then, the sound of moving gravel snapped you all out of conversation, and you turned around to see two mustangs pull up behind you.

'Damn. ...Them's some tuff cars.'

"Oh, they're coming! What're we gonna do?" The other girl, who you learned to be Marcia, nervously whispered to Cherry.

"Just act normal," she whispered back.

"Who're these clowns?" A familiar voice asked, stepping out of the car.

'You've gotta be kidding me.'

It was that Soc bastard, Bob.

"Johnny..." you whispered, uneasy

"I know," he sighed, resting his hand in his right pocket, the pocket where he always kept his blade.

"Cherry! What's goin' on?!" Bob exclaimed, storming over with another Soc boy.

"Just because we got a little drunk, doesn't mean-!" "A little?!" Cherry interrupted.

"You call reeling and passing out in the street a little?! Bob, I've told you before, I'm never going out with you when you're drinking, and I mean it!"

"That's no reason to go walking the streets with these bums," the other boy chimed.

'Bums?!'

"Who you callin' bums, pal!" You glared, pointing harshly at the boy.

"You!" He spat back.

"Randy!"

"(y/n/n)," Johnny warned lowly, getting more anxious by the second.

Your fire might've been what drew him to you at first, but one of these days it was going to get you killed.

"Listen, we got two more of us in the backseat," Randy whispered, getting up close and personal. 

You quickly picked up a beer bottle, smashing it against the fence and then tossing it to Pony, whipping out your own blade as well.

"Fuck the backseat!" You spat, pointing the tip of it at his throat.

"If you're lookin' for a fight-." "Hell, yeah, I'm lookin' for a fight!" You didn't back down.

"Let's go! Put the knife down!" 

"Let's go, then! C'mon!" 

"Put the knife down!"

"You got your guys, I got my knife, pal!" 

"Stop it! Just stop it!" Cherry shouted, stepping in between you two.

"We'll go with you. Just give us a minute."

"Why? We ain't scared of these bastards," you looked the two boys up and down, disgusted.

"I hate fights, all right. I hate 'em," she sighed, raking a nervous hand through her hair.

She walked over to Ponyboy, wishing him a quick goodbye, before her and Marcia hopped in the Socs car, driving off.

"Greaseball!" Bob shouted out the window, drunkenly.

"Fuck you!" You shouted back, roughly flipping off the car as Johnny threw an arm over your shoulder.

Quite literally being the only thing keeping you from chasing after them.

"C'mon, (y/n/n), let's go," Pony sighed, the three of you turning around to walk back home.

𝒋 𝒐 𝒉 𝒏 𝒏 𝒚 𝒄 𝒂 𝒌 𝒆

"I hate those damn Socs. Who do they think they are thinkin' they can talk to us like that?" You grumbled, curled into yourself as you lay down on a disposed couch.

Pony had gone back to the Curtis' house, no doubt getting chewed out for coming home so late.

And you and Johnny had decided to sleepover in the lot for the night, since neither of you wished to be home at the moment.

"And who are they to say that Cherry girl couldn't hang out with Pony."

Sure, you didn't exactly like her, but you could tell Pony did. And all you wanted for that boy was for him to be happy.

Lord knows he's been through enough already.

"S'cause we're greasers, (y/n/n)," Johnny sighed, finishing up the fire before standing up and dusting off his pants.

"He might've hurt her reputation or something, that's all. Don't worry about it."

He walked over to the couch, plopping himself down next to you and smiling at how quick you were to snuggle up under him.

Despite his jean jacket, you were still cooler than an ice cube, and he was still, surprisingly, very warm.

"I guess," you sighed, resting your head on his chest.

He paused for a moment, trying to come up with a way to bring your spirits up.

"Man, that was a tuff car, huh," he started, remembering how you were eyeing Bob's car just as much as he was.

"Mustangs...they're tuff."

You let out a tired exhale, appreciative of the gesture, but just not in the mood.

That is, until the sound of Johnny's parents started to ring in the lot.

They were arguing, way louder than usual.

To the point where most of the curses could be heard crystal clear, as if you were in the house with them.

You could feel Johnny's breath become heavy, and you looked up at him, his expression dropping by the second.

"I don't think I can take much more of this, (y/n/n)," he caved, raking a frantic hand through his hair.

"I'll...I'll kill myself or something. I don't know."

The second those words came out his mouth, you nearly went catatonic.

Johnny? Kill himself?

There was no way.

You couldn't even fathom what your life would be like without your best friend, your favorite guy.

Your one true love, and the subject of all your affection.

...

Or something Shakespearean like that.

"Johnny Cade, you will do no such thing, you hear me?" You ordered firmly, placing both your hands on his face and turning him to face you.

"No such thing."

"I gotta do somethin'," he cried, his face easing into your hands.

With a sigh, you laid back in the chair, bringing him with you, and letting him rest his head on your chest.

"It seems like there's gotta be a place without Greasers and Socs," he sniffled, nuzzling closer "Must be someplace...with just plain, ordinary people."

You nodded, gliding your hand through his hair carefully, "S'like that out in the country. Away from all the big towns."

Feeling him begin to relax already, you decided to continue.

"The people are friendly and the houses are few and far between. There's room to stretch your legs and night are quiet...real quiet. Not to mention the animals."

And you continued on just like that, until eventually, the two of you were lulled asleep, welcoming dreams of the paradise you described.

"I love you, (y/n/n)," Johnny muttered, half asleep and barely above a whisper.

But you were already out like a light, no memory of the boy's words at all.

𝒋 𝒐 𝒉 𝒏 𝒏 𝒚 𝒄 𝒂 𝒌 𝒆

[pretty-princess-peach]

Welcome to the orchard!

♡ 18 . she/her . call me peachy ♡

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[lex-n-weegie]

Have you ever thought about Monty and Waluigi picking you up (literally if you want them to) and taking you out for a round of mini golf? Both of them trying to impress you and outdo the other every turn, but making a point not to let the competition get to them because all they want is to see you smile?

Chica and Roxanne crash the party to hype you up and be your personal cheer leaders!

Maybe even...mysteriously...when you hit your ball and fall just short of the hole...theres a little nudge from something unseen? Nobody can really tell what it is, but just for a second, the ball sparkles with green and purple glitchy light,,,,

Meanwhile back at the daycare, Peachy and Sunny are baking you the cutest little cake

Chatting about all the things they like about you and giggling over cute stories of your time together!

Peachy starts to hum a tune and Sunny jumps right in with made up lyrics that make Peach laugh so much that she almost messes up the frosting

And then there's Freddy and Weegee! They're making the best pillow fort- no, pillow CASTLE youve ever laid eyes on. All the while Freddy is asking Luigi questions to make sure he'll be treating his little sister right. Of course, mister lime green passes with FLYING colors. Freddy really likes him and even though Luigi is shy and a little bit scared at first, they both become really close and are the first to jump to your defense if anything bad happens. I bet they'd even work together with some cool team moves!

Everyone loves you dearly and is working together to give you the best cheer up day EVER.

(I hope this made you smile at least a little bit sweet jestie)

I was saving your ask for last because I knew it'd kill me and wowie look I was right I'm dead on the floor

"oh I hope this makes you smile 3:]" I hear your evil giggling. Trying to murder me like this how dare you /j

(rambles ahead whoops)

SERIOUSLY THO like. Gonna think about this for the rest of the day. I'm imagining Waluigi and Monty getting into cartoon like shenanigans to mess with each other during the game while I'm not looking. Like Monty somehow moving the whole whenever Waluigi does a swing, or Monty going for a swing when the golf ball randomly shatters upon impact with the club because of Waluigi. Chica's trying to gently get them to stop and Roxanne keeps distracting me so they can continue their shenanigans because she thinks it's hilarious djfkwnwxo

And that little sparkle 👀 I have a good idea of what, or rather, who it is (I've actually been thinking about him quite a bit, and idk if it's a friend thing or more but shhhh we don't talk about it :3). I love the visual of me winning though thanks to them and my boy's "fighting" and then being ready surprised I won haha

ALSO PEACH AND SUNNY. Ough. My lovelies. My squishies. Baking together. Imagine him being able to make Peach snort with laughter is making me happy and a little flustered because like. One them getting along and two,,,Peach snorting while laughing,,,♡

BIG BROTHER FREDDY AND HUBSBAND. FROTHING AT THE MOUTH. I actually like to think Luigi would get used to Freddy pretty quickly, probably because he loves robotics and inventing and would be fascinated with how human he was and his sleek design. Freddy himself would be fascinated with Luigi's adventures, through the mention of ghosts would probably make him feel a little on edge. Oh! Maybe Freddy would open his chest and let Luigi look at his mechanics and look at how he works! I bet Luigi would love to see. (Since they'd team up a lot, I wonder if they'd give themselves a little name? 🤔 Super Glamrocks? The Glamrock Brothers? The possibilities are funny haha)

I'm genuinely going to think about this all day, all the fun possibilities with my f/os (of all types) from Mario and Security Breach just hanging out. I partially feel like Mario would go nuts in fazerblast and would rule the game. Helpy would love to hang out with the Toads, especially Toadette as they both enjoy working and exploring. The Blob would feel at peace around the boos, shy guys, and dry bones and they'd all just sit together and hang out by being near each other. My lovely children from both worlds, Olive, Olivia, Glamrock BB and JJ, would get along amazingly and would pull so many smalls pranks and eat so much candy (thanks to two of the kids being waiters and having easy access to food). So many amazing possibilities and I'm going to think about it for hours.

Thank you so much Jestie, this helped me feel so much better about everything. I hope the day treats you well, and if it doesn't, me, King, and Moon will team up to make it better and murder kill beat up anyone who contributed to making it not good. The Queen of ghosts deserves a fantastic day and nothing less!! And I mean that, as a friend. You're such a kind, sweet person who deserves a really good cupcake and a cup of tea. Why don't you join me in the pillow castle of Marionette? Bring a plushie and a smile, we'd all love to have you ^^

[baamgyuu]

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