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CANT HOLD IT IN ANY LONGER!!! i’m utterly obsessed with the curtis brothers.
idk if u do this, but if u can, the curtis brothers with a reader who’s super down bad for them? they make it so clear, too. constantly doing everything for them, making food, buying snacks, just utterly everything. compliments, holding their hand religiously … yk.
୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ you know i’m a fool for you. ⋄ 𓍯
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…IN WHICH! you think the curtis brothers are the only men on the planet.
tags/warnings: swearing(on my end/once during dialogue.) reader being slightly overprotective or insane, mentions of reader getting hit on, mentions of reader leaving lip stick stains, me not knowing what to write for darry.
ೃauthor notes⁀➷ i’m using ny other accounts layout bc i can’t be bothered rn. also i’m here to feed y’all i’ve noticed the outsiders x reader tag is lowkey dry asl.
Ponyboy Curtis:
WOAH HE CAN’T HANDLE ALLAT😭
like actually. he is TWEAKING AT ALL TIMES! when you first like started complimenting him, showering him in kisses, giggling n’ shit—he thought it was a one time thing.
ponyboy just thought he’d have to thug that shit out once a week or something. he was, in-fact, pleasantly surprised when you continued to do it.
“you’re so-mwah-cute! i wish-mwah-i could-mwah-hold you forever!”
“y/n…😣”
he’s so flustered omfg like actually he’s beet red LMFAOOO. if you were to put your fingers to his forehead it’d be so hot. like ponyboy’s avoiding eye contact, his lips are tightened, etc.
if he were to stay the night at your place—you make him all types of food. like, food he’d never heard of. or food he’d dream about after eating bologna for a week,
“for me? …really?”
“mhm! c’mon, don’t let it get cold now.”
ponyboy is DIGGING RIGHT THE FUCK IN. okay he is SCARFING THAT DOWN. after he’d be a little embarrassed of how quickly he ate but like you just took it as a good thing.
thinks you’re the best cook ever tbh. gordan ramsey has nothing on you type levels.
going on a walk with him to go grocery shopping for the curtis house with your hands intertwined and letting ponyboy ramble about this annoying substitute he had!!! IT’S REAL!!! ALL OF IT!!!
“n’ then he tried to tell me my answer was wrong when i studied last night—I EVEN ASKED MY FRIENDS. so, i know it was right. i just think mr. johnson had a personal vendetta against me.”
“smh…i could do slash his tires if you’d like♡!”
“what”
“nothing.”
AWHHH PONYBOY FOLLOWING YOU AROUND THE STORE LIKE A LOST PUPPY BECAUSE HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO BUY LMFAO
he’d like holding your sleeve or the hem of your shirt as you walk around, looking more awkward above all else.
uwahh showering ponyboy in compliments late at night when it’s just the two of you, twirling his hair as you hold him closer!!!
“you’re hair is so pretty. it’s so soft…i dunno why you put grease in it. if i was you—i’d never let anyone touch it.”
“i don’t. i only let you.”
“…REALLY??🥰🥰😚😚”
ur friends are soooo sick of you talking about ponyboy LMFAOOOO like actually. every time you go, ‘omfg did i tell you guys, he-‘ they know to just let you mindlessly ramble.
“and then ponyboy read to me ‘til i fell asleep! he’s so sweet—i dunno how he’s real!”
“i dunno how you’re so whipped.”
“he must be the funniest motherfucker on the planet if y/n’s this obsessed.”
Sodapop Curtis
OHHH Y’ALL ARE AT A CONSTANT WAR TO SEE WHO’S GONNA BEAT THE OTHER AT BEING THE BETTER PARTNER LMFAOOO
HE’S usually the whipped one in the relationship…he felt both extremely lucky and threatened when you started attacking him with kisses…
“you’re so handsome. i’m just the luckiest person on earth—ain’t i?”
“…yeah…🤨”
“why’d you say it like that?😞”
“cause I’M the luckiest person on the earth…I’M supposed to be tellin’ you this…”
but as time goes on—he does take the loss and accepts you’re better at him. for now. it’s only a matter of seconds until sodapop thinks of something insane to show his love for you.
anyways! IMAGINE COOKING WITH HIM OHHHH NY GODDDDD /?:&$:&: he just mainly stands there and looks pretty as he asks what you’re doing but SHHH. HE’S MORAL SUPPORT.
“…what?”
“i’m chopping onions for the flavour, honey.”
“you don’t like onions, though?”
“i don’t like the crunch rather than the flavou—YOU REMEMBERED I DON’T LIKE ONIONS??☹️☹️”
“of course i would!”
gladly holds ur hand 24/7. i’m not kidding. you two are like super magnets. HEHEHE IMAGINE HIM DRIVING WITH ONE HAND ON THE WHEEL AND HIS OTHER HAND HOLDING YOURS!!/!2!
you do take him grocery shopping. only sometimes, though. he only buys junk food rather than actual food.
“can i get these? please?”
“you already have two bags of chips in the cart, soda.”
“okay..😣”
“SIGH…get them.”
“HURRAY!”
knows you can’t say no to him and that’s like the only time he uses it to his advantage.
soc’s do hit on you under the premise of ‘showing you how a real man is supposed to spoil a lady like you.’ HOWEVER, you look at them like they’re aliens.
“hey, baby. what’re you doin’ around here?”
“…EW.”
“???”
they’re shocked above all else as they see you turn away from them and quickly walk away without looking back. AND WOOO SODA IS SO PROUD.
Darry Curtis
the gang acts like you two are constantly fighting whenever you start to look at darry with that sparkle in your eyes.
“guys, PLEASE! YOU’RE BREAKING UP THE FAMILY! STOP ARGUING!”
“what the hell are you on about, soda?”
“you’re scaring pony!” “don’t bring me into this.”
“mind you’re own business, soda.”
AJDIEHJR DARRY HAVING A HAND AROUND YOUR WAIST AS YOU MUTTER SWEET NOTHINGS BETWEEN KISSINGS>>>
you two are a POWER COUPLE IN THE GROCERY STORE! EVEN IF YOU REFUSE TO LET HIM PAY AND HE GETS POUTTY! EVEN IF HE DOESN’T TAKE COMPLIMENTS WELL!
“y/n, please. these are for my house.”
“so?? my wallet was out first.”
“that doesn’t mean anything. baby, i’m telling you, i’m paying.”
“too late, i already handed the cashier the money.”
you cook and clean for the curtis’ to take something off of darry’s back out of the kindness in your heart and totally not because you want him to pay more attention to you!! NEVER!!
but you do enjoy the fact that darry has more time to sit down and pay attention to you! and darry really likes the extra time he has!!
“you didn’t have to.”
“yes i did! you’ve been so stressed out, it’s the least i could do for you.”
“you’re such a treat, y’know.”
“mh. only f’you.”
you FORCE him to hold your hand. sometimes he forgets that he’s supposed to hold your hand in public so do NOT BE AFRAID TO GRAB IT YOURSELF.
but once you do, darry is the last person to let go. maybe to wrap an arm around your hip—BUT THAT’S IT.
teehee leaving lipstick stains on his white t-shirt accidentally🫶🫶!! it’s all so real to me!! sure, darry’s a little annoyed but it’s okay! he can never be mad at you!
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Such a Gentleman
Pairing(s): Sodapop Curtis x Female Winston!Reader 
Prompt(s): Asking before kissing or even touching
Word Count: Around 2,200
Warning(s): hints at violence (but no actual violence), Two-Bit being kinda dumb, nervousness, anxiety, a few swear words
Rating: T
Author’s Note(s): I’ve never written for Sodapop before, but he’s always been one of my favorite characters! I hope y’all enjoy this!
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Their first date was at the Nightly Double.
She didn't know how he managed to talk his brother into letting them use his truck for the night, but she was thankful. It was nice to finally have some alone time with her favorite Curtis brother.
Sodapop. The heartthrob of their gang of Greasers.
Sodapop with his bright, ocean blue eyes. Sodapop with his chiseled jawline. Sodapop with his unruly, movie star-esque hair. Sodapop, the one she had been in love with since she moved to Tulsa.
And he was sitting next to her in the bed of the truck, so close she could feel the warmth radiating from his body.
There was a part of her that still couldn't believe she was there at that moment. Was it all a dream? Would she wake up in her bed at Buck's?
No. She wouldn't.
It was all real.
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Sodapop had approached her a few days prior, fresh off a shift at the DX. She could still smell the gasoline and cigarette smoke, and his uniform shirt was covered in dark stains. Somehow he still managed to look like a celebrity.
She had been walking to his house to have dinner with the gang like she always did every Wednesday night when he came bounding up behind her.
"(Y/N)!"
Pausing her movements, she looked back at him and smiled. "Hey, Pepsi-Cola!"
Soda grinned and she swore she died a little inside.
"You know, (Y/N)," Soda said as he finally made his way to her side, "you really shouldn't be walkin' by yourself. What if somethin' happened to you?"
They started walking again. (Y/N) shrugged. "No one's tried anything with me, Soda. Everybody knows Dally'd skin 'em alive." She noticed that he positioned his body on her right side, closest to the road, and couldn't help but smile to herself before continuing her thoughts. "Plus I have you. You're one of my best friends. I know you wouldn't let anything happen to me."
"Well I can't protect ya if I ain't with ya." Soda said. He stuffed his hands into his front pockets. "You're right though, no one wants to mess with your brother. No one's got the guts."
(Y/N) rolled her eyes. "You don't have to remind me. It's hard enough being a Greaser in this town, but being Dallas Winston's little sister? Forget it. I can't even go buy a coke at the concession stand without getting looked at."
Soda kicked at a rock with his shoe. "Oh, don't mind 'em, (Y/N). They don't know nothin'."
"I know, Soda. I'm alright." (Y/N) kept walking but looked behind them. "Where's your shadow? Surprised he's not with ya."
He laughed. "He's taking Evie to the drive-in tonight. I guess there was a new movie she wanted to see."
(Y/N) nodded and saw the Curtis house appear in the distance. There was a moment of silence as the two kept moving down the sidewalk. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Soda glance at her before quickly snapping his head back forward. He didn't say anything but (Y/N) could tell he seemed tense.
This was new behavior. He wasn't usually on edge around her.
The Curtis house was even closer at this point, but she stopped moving. "Soda." She furrowed her eyebrows. "Are you okay?"
He took a deep breath and turned to her. "I guess I'm just a little nervous." He quickly diverted his eyes to his feet.
This was not her Sodapop. Sodapop Curtis did not get nervous. Sodapop Curtis was happy-go-lucky and had a personality as bright as the sun in the sky.
"Soda, do you even know what that means?" She asked. "You don't get nervous. It's not in your nature."
He looked back at her. His eyes were shining in the light of the Tulsa sun. He got a determined look on his face and nodded. "You're right, (Y/N), so I'm just gonna come out and ask it already."
She didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue.
He made eye contact with her and paused. They looked at each other for a moment, his blue eyes meeting hers.
"Doyouwannagotothedrive-inthisweekend?"
She shook her head and widened her eyes. "Come again?"
Another deep breath. "Do you," he paused for a moment to take another breath, "wanna go to the drive-in this weekend?"
(Y/N) raised an eyebrow and cocked her head to the side before giving him a soft smile and little laugh. "Soda, that's fine." She began walking again, almost to the edge of the Curtis lawn. "We go to the drive-in all the time, I don't know why you were so nervous about asking me this time."
"Well, (Y/N)," Soda began, "I was kinda meaning that... it would just be... the two of us."
(Y/N) froze, her eyes the size of dinner plates. He couldn't possibly be doing what she thought he was doing... right?
"It's okay if you don't wanna..." He continued, "or we can invite the rest of the gang, I just thought it would be nice if..."
She was still frozen as he trailed off. He most definitely was doing what she thought he was doing. She felt her heart skip a beat as her eyes lit up, a smile taking over her face. Turning around to face him, she saw him looking anywhere but at her. "Pepsi-Cola..." She said slowly, "are you asking me on a date?"
He finally made eye contact with her and it was like a bolt of lightning struck her in the chest.
"Yeah?" He finally said, running his hand through his hair. "I mean, if that's okay with you."
She felt like she couldn't breathe. How long had she been waiting for him to ask her out? Weeks? Months? Years? She couldn't even keep track anymore. She had been so caught up in the idea that it might be weird for everyone else if he asked her she just resigned to thinking he would never do it for the sake of the gang.
"We really don't have to if you don't wan-"
"I'd love to." She stated, interrupting his rambling. She could feel the blush in her cheeks as she watched him process what she said.
Soda smiled. "Really?" He asked.
(Y/N) nodded. "Really."
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Her reverie was interrupted at the sound of voices.
"No! Really!" Someone protested. "C'mon, I promised Soda we wouldn't do anything!"
She furrowed her eyebrows as the voices sounded like they were getting closer. Looking to her left, she could see Sodapop sigh, an irritated look on his face. "Damn it." He muttered.
Then from around the side of the truck came Two-Bit, Johnny, and Ponyboy. Two-Bit, who seemed like the chief of the operation, was leading the way with a shit-eating grin on his face. Johnny followed silently while Ponyboy took up the rear, still protesting all the way. She couldn't help but notice her brother's absence. The same could be said for Steve. Even they were too smart to join in on Two-Bit's antics.
"Well, hooow-dy!" Two-Bit heckled. "Lookee what we got here, boys!"
(Y/N) could feel the eyes from other cars on their group now. An embarrassed blush spread across her cheeks. She did not need this to happen, especially not on their first date.
"How come ya didn't say anything, Pepsi-Cola?" Two-Bit asked. "Afraid we'd try to embarrass ya?"
She could feel her heart rate quicken. (Y/N) had always been a slightly anxious person, especially when she was receiving unnecessary amounts of attention. Unfortunately for her, it happened quite often.
(Y/N) hadn't been touching Soda even though the two of them were definitely close enough to. She wasn't sure what he was comfortable with. Sure, she'd seen him with other girls, but were things different with her? She didn't want to cross a line and ruin everything before it even began. What if she took his hand and he immediately felt put off? Not to mention she wasn't really that bold.
The banter between the boys continued as her hands began to shake. She had to do something to calm herself down. She snuck a glance to Soda before taking a deep breath. "Soda..."
The boy quickly looked at her, Two-Bit's antics forgotten. "(Y/N)?"
She squeezed her eyes shut. Breathe in, breathe out. Opening her eyes once more, she looked up at him. "Can I hold your hand?"
Soda's eyes were nothing but soft. "Oh, Sunshine," he said before he opened up his hand and moved it into her lap, "you never have to ask to hold my hand."
(Y/N) smiled and immediately clasped his hand in hers, moving even closer to him than she was before. She was completely flushed up against him, his right arm slightly in front of her chest. They were like two puzzle pieces, perfectly matched for the other.
"Hey, Greaser!" Someone yelled off in the distance. "Quiet down!"
She quickly laid her head against Soda's shoulder and hid her face in his shirt, not wanting to see or hear any of the people from the vehicles around them any longer.
Two-Bit snickered. "Look at you two! Y'all are so cute."
Sodapop rolled his eyes and tightened his grip on her hand. "You better quiet down, Two-Bit, before I get out of this truck."
"Come on, Two-Bit." Ponyboy begged. "Let's just go!"
Two-Bit, still cackling, moved closer to the truck bed. "Come on, Sodapop! I'm just hackin' on ya!"
"Yeah, Two-Bit, well go hack on someone else, would ya?" Sodapop exclaimed.
Ponyboy and Johnny managed to start moving Two-Bit away from the bed of the truck. The two boys looked at Sodapop and (Y/N) in apology before moving away from the truck and disappearing altogether.
Soda rubbed free hand over his face before looking down at (Y/N). "I'm sorry... I told Pony not to let 'em find us... Are you okay?"
(Y/N) uncovered her face and looked up at him. She squeezed his hand. "It's not your fault, Soda. I'm okay." She smiled and looked back at the movie, her head still resting on his shoulder.
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After Two-Bit's interruption, the rest of their time at the drive-in went the way it should have. They ended up cuddling under the same blanket while sharing a popcorn and a coke, then the movie ended and they started the drive back to Buck's.
They didn't talk but it wasn't awkward. (Y/N) didn't think it was possible to have an actual awkward moment with Sodapop. They had known each other for so long that it just didn't seem possible. There were points in their lives where they talked about literally anything and everything, but there were also times when they just enjoyed each other's company. It was all enjoyable.
A Beatles song was playing softly from the radio and Soda sang along softly. (Y/N) smiled as she listened to his voice, her hand still in his. He had always had such a beautiful voice.
Buck's house came into view. Sodapop pulled up right in front and got out of the truck before making his way around to the passenger side. He opened the door and held his hand out.
"Such a gentleman, Pepsi-Cola." (Y/N) smirked as she took his hand and hopped out of the truck. He shut the door and she started walking towards the front of the house, but froze upon realizing that he wasn't following her. She turned back towards the truck and saw he was looking down at his feet. "Soda?"
He looked up at her with a disheartened look in his eyes. "I'm sorry."
(Y/N) was immediately confused. "Soda, what?" She quickly walked back to the truck, taking a stand right in front of him. "What could you possibly be sorry for?"
Soda took a deep breath. "I'm sorry that tonight wasn't as good as it could have been. I wanted it to be perfect."
She couldn't believe her ears. Did Soda really think that the night had been anything but perfect? Had the incident with Two-Bit really affected the night that much?
"Hey," (Y/N) whispered, moving her hands to his cheeks, "tonight was perfect."
He looked at her in disbelief. "C'mon, (Y/N)... you panicked."
"Sodapop." She said, her voice suddenly full of a newfound confidence. "I'm serious. So we had a surprise visit from Two-Bit and the boys! That doesn't matter!" She took her hands away from his cheeks and grabbed his hands instead. "We have to deal with their buffoonery all the time, why should tonight be any different? Honestly, I'm just glad it wasn't Dallas." She looked to the ground. "And as for my... episode... that wasn't your fault. That is never your fault."
"I just wanted bett-"
"Nope!" She interrupted him. "It could not have gone any better, I promise."
He quirked a small smile as he looked into her eyes. "Ya really think so?"
She nodded up at him before dropping his hands and starting to make her way back to the house.
"Wait, (Y/N)." She felt his hand wrap around her wrist and gently tug at her in such a way that she spun around right into his chest, his arm sliding around her waist to make sure she didn't fall. She looked up at him in surprise, their noses just inches from each other. "I just thought of something that might make the night better."
(Y/N) raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Is that so?"
His eyes moved from her eyes down to her mouth and back. "Can I kiss you?"
"Oh, Pepsi-Cola," She said, smiling brightly, "you never have to ask to kiss me."
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waxingonandoff · 7 months
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morning i would say good morning but if it was a good morning sodapop curtis would be in my bed
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cherrycocaineee · 1 year
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28. Sodapop Curtis - Let’s Not Fight
* Warning - Light Smut, 18+  *
- Sodapop Curtis isn’t the type of guy to get into fights with the people he loves. Especially you. You’re his pride and joy.
- So when the two of you do fight, it’s always terrible and Soda always ends up saying things he doesn’t mean. You know he doesn’t mean them but the hurt is still there and you always end up locked away in your bedroom while he begs you to let him in. You won’t, not wanting to see his face right now. Afraid that if you did see him, you’d immediately burst into heavier tears.
- What do y’all fight about? Sandy,  his ex-girlfriend.
- Sandy came back from Florida with her love child and immediately sought out Sodapop Curtis. And while Soda explained that he was in a loving, committed relationship with you, Sandy wouldn’t take no for an answer. She’d show up at his job, stand at the counter, twirling her hair, and giggling at a few of Soda’s lame jokes. He knew they were lame but it was his sense of humor. Which is why it pissed you off so much when he continued to tell her his lame jokes. Because that’s what you had fallen in love with first when you met him.
- When you met Soda, you’d been at the park crying. You didn’t have a terrible home life and you genuinely had great friends, so why would someone like you be crying? At least, that’s what he wondered as he approached you. Turns out, you’d been cheated on and so being the good person he was, he cheered you up. His jokes were corny, cheesy, and lame. But they made you laugh so hard that your sides hurt and a small squeak left your mouth with each gasp for air.
- So to see Sodapop giving his attention, his corny jokes to someone else made you feel just as cheated on.
- Fights with Soda typically lasted two days because by then, Soda couldn’t stay away from you anymore. Therefore, he’d sneak through your window while everyone in the house was asleep.
It’s been two days, two long days since Soda’s seen your face or heard your voice. Every time he closed his eyes, he only saw you. Days felt like years and since you weren’t sitting beside him while he worked, he’d become painfully aware of Sandy’s presence. He felt like kicking himself in the ass not listening to you, Sandy was spending way too much time trying to flirt with him. Before it had been different, while he told Sandy some stupid joke, he was watching you pretend not to care that his ex-girlfriend was standing just a few feet away from him. You played with your hair, which he knew you did when you were nervous. You tapped your foot against the hard ground, the thumping sound echoing throughout the DX station, you were even fighting the urge to tear a hole through your lip with your teeth but were failing. He knew all the signs, and yet he did nothing to stop it or make it better. Instead, he got mad at you and said something that he didn’t mean, even in the slightest.
   “Even Sandy and I didn’t argue this damn much when we were together!”
  As soon as he said those words, he saw the light disappear from your already tear-filled eyes. The two of you didn’t even fight that much but he was so tired of the same topic when y’all did. Before, he figured you could ignore it and that him loving you was simply enough to make you understand he didn’t want Sandy. However, now that he sat there listening to Sandy go on and on about God knows what, he realized that what you needed was for him to show not only you, but Sandy that it wasn’t going to happen. He’d failed.
  And now for two days, you refused to answer the door, his phone calls, or even him knocking on your bedroom window. He couldn’t really see you through the currents, at least not your face, but he did see you wrapped up in a blanket faced away from him. Your hair looked unkept and he could only imagine the knots that raked through each strand. He’d give anything to hold you, tell you that you were the only girl for him, that Sandy was nothing to him and hadn’t been since the day she left.
  “Soda?”
Sodapop blinked.
   Sandy and Steve were staring at him; he had zoned out completely thinking about what to do to make it up to the girl who probably cried herself to sleep both nights.
 “What?” He muttered, his voice cold and resistant.
 “I was asking you if you’d like to accompany me at the fair tomorrow,” Sandy informed, “you and your girlfriend aren’t talking, so I doubt she’ll be by your side. What do you say?”
 Sodapop watched as Sandy batted her eyelashes cutely, trying to persuade him into forgetting about you and joining her at the fair.
 “No.”
Steve stood in the background completely immersed in his friend’s conversation with Sandy. He’d been watching the whole thing play out for weeks before the sudden burst of anger and hurt. When Soda said those awful things to you, yeah he felt bad immediately, but he felt even worse when Steve punched him in the face and told him he didn’t deserve you. And for the first time, in a long time, Soda broke down crying.
  “What?” Sandy asked, bewildered, “why?”
 “Because we aren’t together anymore, Sandy,” Sodapop hissed, “you cheated on me, remember. Had a baby with someone else; and when I still offered to stay and take care of a child that wasn’t mine, you sent me a note tellin’ me to never contact you again. So I don’t want nothin’ to do with you anymore.”
  There were tears in Sandy’s eyes but they didn’t compare to the one’s Soda seen on you.
 “If that’s how you feel,” Sandy croaked, “then I won’t come back.”
 “Good.”
A soft gasp left her lips before she stormed out of the DX station, crying her head off. Steve cleared his throat.
  “Good for you,” he stated.
 “Piss off,” Soda muttered, “I’m just tryin’ to finish the day so I can go see her.”
   “She isn’t goin’ to let you in,” Steve said, crossing his arms.
 “I’ll sneak through the window.”
  Steve had to admit, he admired Sodapop’s courage to sneak through your window in the middle of the night with her dad home.
Hours passed and it was time for the gas station to close and instead of heading straight home like Soda normally did, he made a direct line to your place. The porch light was one but it typically always was. He didn’t even need to think to find your window, he’d snuck in so many times before, he practically knew your house like the back of his hand.
  Sodapop came to a stop in front of your window, the sheer curtains still closed. You were still on the bed with the blanket wrapped around you except this time, you were sitting up staring at the television in front of you. There wasn’t anything on, just the news. Soda reached up and tapped the window quietly. You looked over and saw him, part of you wanted to jump out of bed and run to the window. To swing it open and engulf him into a warm embrace, knowing that this fight and the time away from each other was just as rough on him as it was on you. But you felt like you needed to stand your ground, Soda needed to know that he hurt your feelings in more ways than one and that you weren’t going to let that slide. So you looked away from him, turning your attention to the tv and tried to block out the sound of his tapping.
   Eventually, however, Soda got tired of tapping on the window and opened it. You never locked it, despite him telling you how dangerous it was. You loved the fresh air in the middle of the night, especially when you had just woken up. Your eyes widen as Soda pulls himself through your window and lands with a quiet, yet solid, thud on your carpeted ground. The two of you froze, waiting for the rushed sounds of feet moving from your parent’s bedroom, the hallway, and then to your bedroom. When it didn’t come, a wave of relief washed over you. Sodapop pushed himself to his feet, you did the same.
  “What are you doing here?” You hissed.
  “I needed to see you,” Soda whispered, reaching his hand out to touch your face only for you to pull away.
  “Well I don’t want to see you, so go away.”
  The blanket you had been wearing slowly slipped off your body as you walked away from him, keeping your back turned while crossing your arms. Soda wasn’t leaving though, he needed you. So while you were turned around, he wrapped his arms around your body. His head was resting on your shoulder, he could feel your hair tickle his nose as it moved. You smelled amazing too, like fresh flowers and spring.
  “Please,” he whispered, “please forgive me.”
 “Why?” You muttered, “so you can run back to Sandy and do it all over again. I can only forgive you so many times, Soda.”
  Immediately, Sodapop turned you to face him and your eyes watched in pure shock as you saw your boyfriend in tears. But despite the tears, he was smiling.
  “I know I messed up, really. But if you forgive me, I’ll make sure that you know that no one, not even Sandy, can compare to you. You are the most amazing, most beautiful, kindest, gentle woman I’ve ever known. And I don’t deserve you.”
  You smiled, a stray tear rushing down your cheek before being intercepted by Soda’s calloused finger. He hated seeing you cry.
  “What about Sandy?” You quizzed, wanting to hear the answer he had stored.
 “I sent her away,” he said, “told her I didn’t want anythin’ to do with her again. That I was happily taken.”
  You started playing with the buttons on your boyfriend’s work shirt. He was staring down at you, a smile on his face as he watched you warm up to him all over again.
  “I love you,” you said, “really, I do. And I want you to be happy but I guess I couldn’t stand the idea of you being happy without me.”
  “Don’t be silly,” Soda whispered, “I would never be happy again if I didn’t have you. I love you.”
 Leaning down, Soda caught your lips with his and moved you backwards until the back of your legs touched the bed. A soft moan escaped the both of y’all as Soda’s hands roamed your body longingly. He pulled away from you.
  “Let me make it up to you,” he hummed, “you know, for bein’ a stupid boyfriend.”
 “And how do you plan on doing that?” You asked.
 He only smiled while unbuttoning your pants and carefully pulling them down to your knees. When they were at your knees, he gently pushed you onto your bed. You wanted to tell him to stop, that your parents were in the next room but you needed this honestly. So instead, you just let it play out.
  Soda grabbed your pants and pulled them completely off, tossing them into the corner of the room where they’d sit until tomorrow morning. You were wearing a pair of pink panties with a little, white bow on the front. Very cute, very you. Soda looked up at you, his eyes watching you intently as you bit your bottom lip. He reached up and dragged his thumb along the now bleeding lip.
  “Stop,” he whispered, “don’t mark yourself up like that, you’re too pretty.”
  You nodded, mumbling a hushed “yes sir” in response. Soda hooked his fingers to your panties and pulled them down. Once again, he tossed them to the corner of the room, letting them join the pants. Sodapop laid you down and spreaded your legs. You shivered at the feeling of his nose touching your core. When his tongue dragged against you, your body felt heavy and hot; your legs immediately closing only to be pried back open.
  “Relax, sweet girl,” Soda muttered.
  But no matter how many breaths you took to calm yourself, you felt your heart beating harshly against your rib cage. Finally, Soda drove his tongue into you and attached his lips to your sensitive clit. You had to cover your mouth before any noise came out, not wanting to wake your parents. Saliva mixed with your juices as Soda continued to eat you out, both mixes pooling onto your bedding, soaking through the comforter and sheets. You were now laying flat on your back, your fingers tangled into Soda’s greasy hair while your back arched off the mattress. You still kept one hand over your mouth, tightly.
    Soda’s eyes watched your body move as he lapped up any of the juices that had fallen out of you. A smile graced his face as he patted himself on the back, loving the way he made you feel. And despite him just starting, Soda already knew you were close so he sped up, wanting you to catch your release.
   Taking one hand off your plushy thigh, Soda probed your entrance with his pointer finger. You whined at the new feeling, and tried to grind your hips against him so you could feel more but he pinned you down. You screwed your eyes shut as Soda’s finger slid inside of you, his tongue making small circles over your now enlarged, puffy clit. He watched you come undone; your chest heaving, your fingers now gripping the bedding as you tried desperately to keep the noises down. God, he wished he could hear your moans.
  “S-Soda,” you whined, “a-another finger, please.”
  How could he tell you no?
While sucking on your clit, Soda started pushing his middle finger into you. This time when you started moving your hips, he didn’t stop you, letting you cause enough friction that was going to send you over the edge. He was going to have you seeing stars.
  “I-I’m gonna cum,” you squeaked.
  Soda moaned against you, the vibration causing another ripple of pleasure to drown you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your hands clamping against your mouth, your teeth digging into your skin as the band inside you finally snapped. And like Soda predicted, you saw stars.
  He drank up every last drop of juice you’d given him. When he was done, he pulled away and climbed onto the bed next to you. There were drops of sweat clinging to your forehead and you were panting from the lack of air in your lungs. Soda smiled at you.
  “Do you feel better, baby?” He asked, sweetly; his eyes watching you as you started to pass out from exhaustion.
  “Yes,” you whimpered, “thank you.”
 Sodapop pulled you onto the bed and dragged the covers over you. Then he removed his shirt and laid beside you.
  “Good, baby. Goodnight.”
The two of you fell asleep in each other’s arms, finally having made up with each other and being madly in love just like before. And in the morning, Sodapop wasn’t going to let you go.
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ambrozjas · 26 days
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could you do a cuddling sodapop fanfic 🙏 need my daily night dose of my mans 😝
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“you sure nobody comes out here?” you asked, looking up at sodapop. your head was position in his lap, giving you a clear view of his face as he leaned his head against the tree, careful to shake his head occasionally so as to not get any bugs in his greased hair.
“yeah, ‘m sure. why? y’ashamed of me?” he gazed down at you, pouting dramatically as he teased you. you rolled your eyes, turning your head to the side and admiring the horizon. you two were in a small clearing, sprawled out on a grassy knoll with the orangy-pink painted skies above you.
“just don’t want some stupid random little kids to pass through here.” you grumbled, eyes still glued to the view of the sunset.
“i doubt it.” was all he said before it went quiet. all the two of you could hear were the birds singing and the bustling of cars in the distance of the roads behind you.
you smiled. “ain’t the sunset gorgeous?”
sodapop didn’t follow your gaze, instead he kept his eyes locked on you as his own smile painted itself across his face.
“yeah, real gorgeous.”
your eyes glanced at soda, only to find him staring right back at you. you scoffed with amusement as you turned back to the sunset.
“you’re so cheesy, soda.”
“i’m try’na be romantic here?”
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ made sure to get it in before midnight for your daily dose of sodapop, pooks 🫶
kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱
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theeoutsiderss · 1 year
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〈 dating sodapop curtis headcanons 〉
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〈 summary. what dating sodapop curtis would be like
〈 pronouns used. she/her
〈 type. reader insert
〈 genre. fluff, slight angst
〈 warning/s. fluff, vague mention of angst
〈 bullet point count. 28
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if charisma was a person, it would be sodapop. he’s the epitome of charisma and flirtation, those traits slipping out every moment possible
these traits came out especially when he’s attractive to someone. so, when he grew a huge thing for y/n, his flirtation only grew more.
it wasn’t too obvious that sodapop had a thing for y/n right off the bat. he was known to treat everyone like that, his behavior the same with every girl who breaths
so when one of y/n’s friends pointed out his potential feelings, she was a bit surprised. she’d known he was the type to flirt with most, so she didn’t realized he’d actually liked her.
however, their first date was proof enough that he did truly like her. sodapop treated y/n with the upmost respect and kindness, compassion and all.
holding the door open, pulling the chair out, walking beside the road on the sidewalk, etc etc
that respect, kindness, and compassion never burns away, either. soda keeps that energy through the entirety of his relationship with y/n, and it’s beyond appreciated
every time sodapop would open the door for y/n, it never fails to make her blush and/or giggle to him
sodapop adores cuddling. he likes having y/n in his arms, especially when they’re sleeping. he’d pull her against his chest
he doesn’t like having people touch his hair, however, he makes an exception for his girl and his girl only.
he whines about it nearly every time, though he lets her do it regardless. she even washes and styles his hair for him often
he does not mind random acts of pda. like, at all. he loves grossing his brothers out, and will even embarrass her with it
y/n tends to visit sodapop at work very often. despite being in school, she finds a way to bring him lunch every day, and will hang out there after school with him
sodapop greets her with a kiss and a hug each time
he sometimes lifts y/n up in a hug. lifting her up, twirling her around, kissing her all over. he’s built up muscle just to make sure he could lift her!
sodapop needs loads of reassurance sometimes, and won’t necessarily seek y/n out for it. however, y/n started catching on to when he needed it, and would always give him the reassurance he needs
“you’re enough, sodapop. i promise you’re enough.”
giggling kisses where he just scatters kiss against her face and lips, her neck and shoulder blades
family means a lot to him, and it means even more that y/n gets along with his. he also wishes to get along with hers
luckily, getting his family and hers to like the other wasn’t the hardest
drive in dates! picnic dates! diner dates! late night at the park! anything that the two of them could together is an ideal date, and soda makes them all amazing
sodapop is a romantic, and nothing will convince me otherwise.
y/n loves listening to sodapops laugh. so, she tries to get him to laugh any chance she gets. his laughs and giggles are the best
sodapops love language is touch, so that’s often how he shows his love to y/n. however, if her love language is something different, he can give it to her in a heart beat
anytime he comes home dirty from his job, she cleans him up before making sure he eats properly, because they both know he hadn’t eaten well those days
sodapop hates arguing. if they argue, he tears up immediately. he would hate for y/n to be upset or mad with or at him
flirting with y/n his his favorite past time. even way after their first date, he loves flirting with her and making her blush !
he will hold her hand, waist, hips, anything that is comfortable for the both of them! he just wants her touch and for her to be close
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imaginationlover101 · 2 years
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Born too late:
Darry Curtis x reader
A/n: Inspired by the song "Born too late", & jealous reader.
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I could see the way his blue eyes wondered. The way his forehead scrunched up when he was mad, the way he'd laugh before he'd smile, and the way he had this look in his eye when looking out for others. Darry always knew the right things to say and he always knew the right time to leave things alone (sometimes).
I had to admit I was jealous, but I couldn't help it. The whole "beach day" suggestion was my idea. Although I originally suggested it because of the heat and boredom everyone felt, the other half might of been the idea of a way to spend more time with Darry. But now, sitting here in my beach chair while all the boys frolic in the water (having fun for once), while a group of gorgeous women stand aside point and giggle deciding which boy they'd chose was not my idea of fun. They were fighting over the boys like they were a piece of meat, and all I did was glare and sulk in my chair. That made me mad.
Although at some moments I couldn't stand them and wanted nothing more to be alone. I loved the boys to pieces, and wished that they'd look at me like I was beautiful. Out of all the years I've known them, I havent ever recalled hearing any of the boys call me beautiful, or compliment me. I never wanted to sound desperate, but out of all the years knowing them I felt used. Deep down I knew that the boys loved me they just didnt show it they way I wanted them to, the way they show it to other girls. But who was I kidding, I'm just a puney teenage girl wishing for a moment that a boy would look at me with the eyes Soda would give Sandy (before she cheated of course).
I could see the girls getting closer. With each move of the waves they seemed to emerge out of the water and shift towards the boys more. Johnny was the first one to notice of course, seeing as he was the most observitive. He watched how the girls smiled and laughed trying to show off their figures in the sun. But Johhny just blushed brighter then the sun hoping no one would see, trying to distract himself with the water.
Pony was next, noticed the way Johnny was acting. Johnny just stopped looking at him when everyone was talking, holding his head to the water. Pony looked around wondering if anyone was watching them, but turned to my chair instead. He smiled and waved seeing as he only turned halfway and turned the other half being faced with the little entourage. Oh Sweet little Pony, first he thought the girls were making fun of the group, but it was one look at Johnny blushing that made him rethink.
Dally, Two Bit, and Soda were shortly next. After the continuous oogling of one of the girls behind from Pony, Dally soon caught on. To be honest I dont think ever think I've seen Dally without a cigarette in his hand. Even in the ocean at this moment he still had on in his hand nudging Soda and Two. Even with sitting feet away I could still see Two Bit making a lousy joke that only has Dally laughing and the rest of the boys rolling their eyes.
Soon after when Dally decided to stop talking, Soda looks at Steve then points. Soda had to be the most oblivious out of the whole group. If you had said to him dont look, he'd look. So when Soda noticed the girls looking the first thing he did was tell Steve and point, but who seemed to mind. Sodapop had the most gorgeous face I'd had ever seen, he had this movie style smile and these big blue eyes that made you want to jump right in them. He was gorgeous, no one would ever mind getting looked at by Soda.
Of course Darry was the last obivious one to find out "not caring about some teenage girls". Darry wasn't truly intrested until a women about his age, more gorgeous them Olivia Newton John herself, practically emerging herself from the sand. The wind blew in her hair so perfectly you would of thought she was being filmed for a movie. Darry practically stopped paying any mind to the boys and almost tripped over his two feet the minute he saw her.
At this point I closed my eyes, I couldn't take the heartbreak anymore. The reality knowing that Darry could never love me, never see me as anything other then a child. I simply closed my eyes trying to enjoy the sound of the waves, and the sun on my feet, but I couldn't.
I couldn't get Two Bits obnoxious voice out of my head, Dallys flirting antics, and most of all Darrys laugh. I havent heard Darry laugh in years, it practically broke me out of my chair. But there he was, my Darry laughing with another girl, go figure. A girl who was 10 times taller, prettier and older. They laughed with one another and with each move of the waves they came closer.
I came to realize that I was simply just a kid that he just looked at, nothing more then a sister. A short teenager who had no direction in life. Simply just someone born years after him, a little little kid, but still I fell in love. It was his blue eyes, the way his smile almost never showed up, the love he shared for his brothers, his hair, dedication for anything, and they way he would give the shirt of his back to anyone.
I watched as Darry and the mystery girl came closer and laughed almost as piercing as a scream. I saw the way Darry had looked at me for one second in the distance seeing if I was still in my chair, and it broke me. I was just the little girl in the chair while the older girls seemed to flirt and play.
Just as the salty water crashed closer and closer to where I sat, I couldnt help but cry. Why was I born too late?
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Fluff Alphabet: Sodapop Curtis Edition
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If you would like to make a request take a look at (this post) for all of the characters I am currently writing for.
My Multi-fandom Masterlist
A = Affection (How affectionate are they?)
He’s very affectionate (in all honesty he’s probably the most affectionate out of anyone in the gang) He’ll show you affection anywhere, everywhere, and in front of whoever.
B = Beauty (what do they admire their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)
How loving you can be to him and the people he loves too. You treat Darry and Ponyboy as if they were your family as well. And you’ll help them out anytime you can.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
I feel like he’s into various cuddle positions but his favorite is the honeymoon hug.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
You’ll either be going to drag races, having a picnic, or just walking around town.
E = Emotions (how do they express emotions around you?)
Soda’s a pretty open person so he’ll express all his emotions to you easily.
F = Fight ( Would it be easy to forgive their s/o?)
Soda is a very forgiving person even to people who don’t always deserve it. So he would forgive you right off the bat.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Soda is a pretty emotional guy so I feel like he really knows how to be gentle to you both physically and emotionally. He treats you how he would want to be treated whenever he got upset. 
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
Holds hands with you all the time, his thumb will always subconsciously begin to move across the back of your hand.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
He’s first instinct is to patch you up and calm you down. He’d want to go after the person who hurt you but he knew he couldn’t. The last thing he needed was to get in trouble with the law (Darry would kill him).
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
After Sandy, his jealous tendencies did get higher but not to the point where it would be overbearing. He doesn’t do much when he’s jealous to the person who is flirting with you. He’ll just pull you away from them.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
Soft yet passionate, kisses with him always end up with you feeling dizzy.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
He’s the kind of person who will flat out tell you they love you. He’ll never let a day go by without telling you how much he loves you.
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
One night after you guys got back from a date late. He had pulled you in for a quick hug... well, at least it started out as a quick hug. But it turned into you two just swaying in content for who knows how long.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
If you spend the night with him, they’re won’t be much to the night. You’ll cuddle and talk for a bit before he passes out. He’s always exhausted when he gets off of work.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
He’s open with you from the get go. He feels comfortable sharing all aspects of his life with you.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
Not easily angered at all, he’s pretty patient with you. He’ll only ever get angry if he’s either having a really stressful day or Ponyboy and Darry threw him in the middle of one of there arguments.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
As long as he is with you, he considers any time with you as quality.
R = Romance (How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)
He’s pretty romantic but, he’s pretty cliché. Like I’m positive with some of the things he says and does on dates are the exact definition of cliché.
S = Security (How protective are they?)
He’s protective but not overly protective. He knows you can take care of yourself and will only step in when things are a bit more than you can handle.
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
He’s was a bit more reluctant to get into a relationship after the whole Sandy debacle. So he’d want to really get to know you before you got into any sort of relationship. 
U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)
Will do everything he can to make you feel better and will encourage you to tell him anything that’s troubling your mind.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Not that concerned with his looks, (probably because he doesn’t even have to try that hard to look good.) All he needs is some grease in his hair and he’s good to go.
W = Wildcard (random headcannon)
“So you really love her huh?” Darry asked his younger brother Sodapop.
Soda didn’t hesitate to answer, he simply gave his brother a smile before replying with a confident. “Of course I do.”
“I’ve heard that before you know.”
“I know you have, but I know better now. She is nothing compared to her and she is nothing like her.” 
“I just don’t want to see you get hurt little brother.”
“I won’t get hurt, really Dar... just give her a chance.”
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
He can read you pretty well, so he’s really good at reacting to however you feel. 
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
A cheater and liar. (You saw that one coming didn’t you?)
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
The people he loves, as long as there around and happy. He’ll always be calm and or be high on life.
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Them with a reader who has BPD and has really bad mood swings and they say or do things that they don't mean
For example reader gets upset and maybe goes non verbal to try and have space to calm down and whatever member from the gang is tryna figure out what's wrong and reader lashes out on them
It's totally fine if it makes u uncomfortable and u don't wanna do it
GUYS I LOVE THIS OMG
Word count: 756
Characters: Sodapop Curtis, reader, mentions of Darry and Ponyboy.
Ship: Sodapop x GN!reader
TW: BPD splitting, arguing(?), no escalation just yelling, guys we bullied Soda in this one.
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You hadn't been together long, but long enough for Soda to tell when something was bothering you. He was never very good at going about comforting you, as he's a very hands-on, snuggles-fix-everything kind of partner, and you were a very leave-me-alone-or-I'll-bite-you kind of partner when you were upset.
Right now all you wanted was isolation. It was too hot, your shirt felt itchy and too tight, the ambient noise of the gang cackling in the other room was too loud, driving a spike deep into the most agitated nerve in your brain. The split came out of nowhere. You'd been fine for weeks, happy even, and now you're thrown off-kilter by what? The smallest inconvenience.
Hiding in your room was the cowardly thing to do, you knew that, but it felt like the only thing soothing your nerves was the soft plush sheets on your bed and the dark room. You felt a migraine brewing, and just as you were about to relax, try to nap maybe, tension flooded your senses when you heard your bedroom door creak open.
"Baby?" Fuck. It was Soda. You didn't turn to look at him, having been curled up, facing the wall. You could just picture that concerned look on his face, so stupid and punchable. You knew you'd feel bad for thinking about him like that, but right now you didn't have the patience.
"Go away." You grumbled, shoulders hunching to further hide your face. You hear a sigh, and for a moment you think maybe he'll grant you the relief of being alone again, but those thoughts shatter away when you feel the end of the bed sink down to accommodate his weight.
"c'mon, what's going on?" there it is again. He sounds so worried, too worried. You were fine, couldn't he see that?
"I said go away." the words are bitten out, a hiss, a warning. Only he doesn't relent, as blind and oblivious as he is. A hand finds your shoulder, gentle but startling. Consciously, you know it's Soda, but your body reacts as if a stranger had just grabbed you. You flinch away, this time turning over to glare at him.
You falter for a moment, he does too. His eyes are wide in his face, the kind of expression you'd imagined on Darry after he hit Ponyboy. Only Soda hadn't hit you, and you reacted like he had.
On top of it all he still looks so. punishingly. worried. Couldn't he just get angry? You hadn't ever seen that color on him before, but anger, a fight, is what you craved. You felt that foggy haze of aggression take over, wanting nothing more than to see him storm off in a fit of rage.
The conscious part of you would realize later that it wasn't possible for Soda to act like that. Making your next words sting all that much more.
"Are you blind?! Can't you see I don't fucking want you right now!?" you snap, voice raising. In your chest you feel anticipation building, waiting for him to fire back.
He doesn't. He blinks, startled, dejected. That venom in your words clearly hit him to his core.
"Darling, I-" He starts, a quiver teetering his voice. Before you can stop it, you step all over what he was about to say with your own attempt at starting a fight.
"I don't wanna hear it! Can you just get. out. already!?" It's almost a growl how you say it, and you can see his face fall, defeated. He almost visibly deflates as he gets to his feet. Why did you say that?
No, you know why you said it. He was being too pushy. You needed to stand your ground.
Soda mumbles an apology to you, dropping his gaze to the tattered carpet as he skittishly leaves the room, looking similar to Johnny with that kicked puppy expression.
You'd put that expression there. Your words. Your venom. As you watch him leave, there's no satisfaction in your chest at winning the argument, only overwhelming sickness. Tasting bile in your throat, the silence settling on you like a thousand eyes judging you.
What had you done?
Soda meant no wrong, you knew that. Why did you get SO angry with him?
He was overstepping. A small part of you hisses, a part you'd trained to defend you. But you know, in your core, even if you wouldn't admit it, that Soda wasn't the problem here.
How on Earth were you going to fix this?
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aaaaaaaaa guys first rec tell me how I did!! I really loved writing this one guys, would love feedback! (pos and neg!!)
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notsoimagines · 1 year
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Zodiac Series II Sodapop Curtis
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Birthday: October 8 Sun: Libra Moon: Aquarius Venus: Scorpio Element: Air Traits: Charming, beautiful, well-balanced. Enemy: Capricorn and Cancer Love: Gemini and Aquarius
[Natal Chart Source]
Libra's are generally sociable and do not like rocking the boat. Represented by the scales, they see both sides of almost any situation. Always looking to seek balance. [Would explain how he's between Darry and Ponyboy.]
Also this would explain how Pony explains him as basically ignoring the Soc's and lives life to the fullest and tries to be happy anyways. That is his coping mechanism with them and maybe even life in general.
With moon in Aquarius, he tends to make a great friend. Always looking for a laugh. They are also a loyal friend, flightiness isn't their cup of tea. But tread lightly, moon in Aquarius also means they are very prideful people.
He is also very sociable. Able to make friends, which would explain why he's popular, even if it is just with the ladies.
Soda's Venus in Scorpio attracts many other by not only only his intensity but willingness to commit. Feelings tend to run deep within him.
I think he needs someone not that can tame him but understand him and keep up with him.
His Libra Sun is what initially gets people's attention, but I feel like that Scorpio Venus really reels them in.
A very dedicated lover, with a sole focus on his partner, not surprised why he was so upset when Sandy left. He not only wasn't ready to let go, but with optimism on his Libra side, would've found a way for them to work.
The flip side with Venus in Scorpio, he can be possessive of his partner, boarding on controlling. It is because his feelings run so intense.
When upset he is known to give one hell of a mean stare or blow up with anger. Which might be when after Sandy left and Pony and Darry got into it, he exploded then ran.
Scorpio side made him explode but the Libra in him doesn't like conflict.
" He knows how to listen or, at least, how to give that impression to make others feel heard." Pony is always going to him to listen to him rant about Darry, and Darry probably does the same about Pony, this can be hard for Soda because it constantly puts him in the middle of his brothers.
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fanficsloth · 2 years
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Hi my inbox is open to imagines I’ll make a list of people I love to write about. <3
Steve Harrington
Eddie Munson 
Castiel 
Sodapop 
Dean Winchester 
Jack Kline  
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2knightt · 2 months
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GIGGLES AND KICKS MY FEET!! Can you do 🌷 With the song 'Its been a long, long time' By Kitty Kallen for Sodapop or Johnny? TYSMSM AND P.S I LUV UR WRITING SM!! ALSO IVE NEVER REQUESTED SMTH BEFORE SO I HOPE I DID IT RIGHT 😇
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MWAH MWAH!! u are such a doll!!! i luv u sosososo much!!! i seen this prompt and my head went to the avengers and then to slow dancing with sodapop after he comes back from war…so…
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you cannot count the days and nights you were left alone. the nights you were left with only your tears in the room you and him once shared.
you could only pray through sobs he’d come back. even if he hadn’t been home in a long, long time.
it was another bland day at home. you stared off at the tv, cigarette in between your fingers. you took a drag of it before a knock was at your door.
you sighed, putting the cigarette out on the ashtray beside you as you got up. when you opened the door, you just stood there.
you always dreamed about this day, yeah. but you never thought it’d actually happen. your boyfriend, sodapop curtis, stood in front of you with the same exact stupid grin you remembered.
he laughed before picking you up, arms around your waist as he rambled about how much he missed you.
once he placed you down, kissing the top of your head, you couldn’t help but hug him. with your arms wrapped around his neck and his hands on your hips—he started swaying back and forth.
with the tv playing some lovey dovey song, tears in your eyes, and sodapop still going on about how much he missed you—it felt like you were the only person ever.
“i missed you so much. kept a photo of you, y’know? put it in my hat everyday n’ every night i’d look at it. wish i wrote to you more. ‘m sorry. i’ll never leave you like that again—promise.”
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dearsnow · 2 months
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Can you do the outsiders reacting to you doing the orange peel theory (asking them to do a small task you can do yourself) I love your writing‼️
THE ORANGE PEEL THEORY
- in which you ask the greasers to complete simple, unassuming tasks that you can easily do yourself. (the outsiders x gn!reader, fluff)
a/n - this is so cute omg 😭 the orange peel theory is so trivial but it’s a very neat concept and i love writing things like this. and thank you!!
includes: johnny, ponyboy, dally, sodapop, & darry
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“Oh shoot, I dropped my pencil. Could you get it for me, please, JOHNNY?”
Johnny does it without hesitation. He doesn’t question it, even though the pencil is way closer to you than to him, and he has to bend at an awkward angle to pick it up. You could ask him for almost anything and he’d try his best to do it. He lives and breathes to help you.
“Yeah, I got it.”
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“Hey, PONY, can you flip this page for me? My hands are real tired.”
Ponyboy is a bit confused, considering your hands are resting on the sides of your book already. However, when he thinks about it, you might’ve hurt your hands somehow or maybe you just don’t have the energy to complete a task that is seemingly very simple. In any case, he’ll put his thoughts aside and do it for you.
“Sure. Are you okay, though?”
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“DALLY, could you peel this orange?”
He snorts and asks if you can’t do it yourself while taking the orange from your hands. He throws it from hand to hand over your head, and when you reach to take it from him, he’ll pull it back and peel it. He’s not bothered by it, but he will take half of the orange for himself as compensation.
“Done. Need help peeling off anything else of yours, now?”
//
“Wait, SODA, would you wipe the frosting off my cheek?”
When you ask this while making a cake with him, Sodapop assumes you’re playing around. He licks it off your cheek instead then bounces away before you can berate him for being gross. He would also do pretty much anything for you in his own way- as long as you don’t get too pissed at him.
“Hah! You can’t get mad, you asked for it.”
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“DARRY, can you cut my hangnail for me?”
You ask, handing him a pair of nail clippers. He’s confused, astounded, and mildly amused by your proposition. He asks you if you can’t just do it yourself, but halfway through talking to you he changes his mind and gently grabs your hand. He’ll act annoyed, but secretly he enjoys taking care of you in these little ways.
“Can’t you… fine, fine, give me the clippers.”
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waxingonandoff · 7 months
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The outsiders x a reader that is taller+ stronger than them?
|| the outsiders reacting to a tall strong reader ||
darry curtis:
doesn’t mind at all that ur tall!
he honestly loves that ur tall, thinks that it’s the prettiest thing ever
loves having a gf that’s his height.
darry’s a giant so obvi when he met u he got so excited.
it was so hard to find a girl that didn’t look like an ant compared to him LOL
he loves giving u forhead kisses, especially because he doesn’t have to break his back to do so LMAO
also doesn’t mind that ur strong
he loves cause you can do things for yourself, and offer to help him with stuff time to time.
loves to hug u from behind. his favorite thing ever.
overall loves you the way you are. 🫶🏻
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dallas winston:
Dallas winston has the biggest ego ever, especially about his height. 
so when he saw you for the first time, his ego was a lil bruised lol.
even tho you’re only 3 inches taller then him, he still got aggervated.
would literally roll his eyes when he saw you, THATS HOW INTIMIDATED HE WAS.
the guys would tease him so much about it.
“aw, whats wrong dally? you made cus’ y/n’s taller than you? don’t go cryin’ now.” “shut the fuck up randle.”
learns to love you for it tho.
tbh dally definitely makes those shitty tall jokes
like, how’s the weather up there?, giraffe, jolly green giant.
loves when you cuddle.
he will literally slip into your arms and knock out in two seconds.
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sodapop curtis:
thinks your height is absolutely beautiful!!
he doesn’t mind at ALL that ur tall.
he loves forhead kisses.
literally has his arm wrapped around ur waist 24/7.
LOVES to hug/cuddle, literally loves them.
soda is clingy so obviously he’s gonna be be ur side 24/7
also dosent mind that you’re strong
you’re his little partner at the dx, no matter what it is he’ll ask u to help him
and when u get insecure about ur height, he will shut it down immediately
“y/n, there’s no reason to be sad about being tall. you’re height is beautiful and so are you.” *kisses ur cheek*
cutie 🥹
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steve randle:
he was definitely intimidated by ur height, especially cus he’s a short king.
wouldn’t show it like dallas, but definitely got aggervated by it sometimes.
but he honestly never tried to make you feel bad or make jokes or anything, steve wouldn’t do that to his girl.🫶🏻
you definitely ruffle his hair to get him mad
“hi steve!” *ruffled hair* “aw that ain’t funny man, stop fuckin up my hair.”
he doesn’t mind that you’re strong tho.
honestly loves it
he loves to help you out with shit even tho ur strong, he’ll just do it to show off lol
he’ll definitely vent abt not being as tall as the other boys to you, he gets insecure a lot.
“steve hon, just cause you’re not as tall as everyone else doesn’t mean a thing. you’re still a very good man, and very handsome too.” *kisses his cheek*
LOVESSSS when u kiss his neck.
he will melt when you wrap ur arms around him and kiss his neck n collerbones.
UGH i love steve.🫶🏻
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johnny cade:
honestly johnny would not care about height or strength, just wants a loving relationship.
sometimes he’ll blush a lil when u wrap ur arms around him, or kiss his forehead lol
loves holding onto u.
this boy will hold onto ur hand, or arm for dead life. no matter where you are.
thinks you’re beautiful and amazing the way u are.
thinks it’s funny how much people get intimidated by u LOL
only thing he gets insecure about is that he feels he can’t protect himself, and he thinks that he’s weak compared to you.
but u constantly reassure him that it’s definitely not like that, and that he’s not weak and that u love him for him.🫶🏻
loves when you run ur hands threw his hair for sure.
loves hugging as well.
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two bit matthews:
isn’t too bothered about it
definitely wishes he was taller then you, but doesn’t let it get to him too much.
always asks for piggy back rides cause he’s mentally 9
thinks it’s the funniest thing to make a tall joke
his jokes are already corny so imagine what the tall ones would be.
loves that ur strong.
he always invites u to rumbles to help the gang out. thinks it’s so hot cause u can defend urself without a man’s help. LOL
if anyone says shit abt ur height he’s getting on their ass bro
he will NOT tolerate y/n slander.
pulling that switch blade out SO MF QUICK.
loves you and ur height so much.
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ponyboy curtis:
definitely pressed the first couple times he saw u.
pony is scrawny and short for his age, so when he saw that you were 5 inches taller and stronger then him, he lost his shit ngl.
pony tries so very to be macho, so obvi he’s not gonna show how he feels. but it boiled on the inside for a good week LMFAO
ur height grows on him and he definitely ignores it after a while
so when ppl bring up ur height he’s kinda like “tf u talkin bout bro” then remembers ur tall and is like OOHH
but he won’t let anyone talk shit about u
especially socs
“what’s up with that broad y/n?, she’s taller then half those bums.” “why does it bother you any,? you mad a girl is taller than you? sounds pretty sad to me man.”
HAHAHA
but srsly pony grows to luv ur height
and the forhead kisses u give him heheh 🤭
A/N: okay guys this wasn’t that good but again this is my second time writing ff aND i’m on vacay rn so it’s kinda hard to write rn but hope u enjoy!
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cherrycocaineee · 2 years
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22. Sodapop Curtis - Clear Skies
*This is the second part of “A Love Too Real.” Enjoy!*
*Anni’s p.o.v*
   For as long as I could remember, I’ve never been a light sleeper yet somehow I managed to sleep through a bunch of loud ass group of men. And even still I didn’t fully wake up because I thought I was dreaming when I heard the sound of their laughter. All I did was grip the blanket tightly against my naked form when I felt a cold breeze wash over me. There was a part of me that knew Soda and I had been caught but that same part of me couldn’t be bothered enough to yell at them or even wake up. What finally did wake me up was the sound of Sodapop’s voice telling them to leave; along with the unmistakable voice of Darry scolding his younger brother.
  “How was she?” Dally’s voice intruded, “a hot piece ain’t she?”
  “Shut up, Dally,” Soda defended.
 I could hear that jackass snickering and making jokes about the two of us sleeping together, calling me a hot tail or whatever snarky comment he had left in him. My eyes opened, a small sigh escaping my lips as I stared at the door in front of me. I was facing the opposite way so they hadn’t noticed I was awake yet.
  “Wake her up Soda,” Darry ordered, “and once the two of you are dressed, come inside. We need to have a talk.”
 I started sitting up, my hair falling against my bare shoulders while I held the blanket against my naked chest. My eyes shifted to them and I noticed that they were all staring at me now. Ponyboy and Johnny were blushing like some middle schoolers who were just learning about the female body. Annoyingly enough, the other boys, besides Darry, were looking me up and down like I was a slice of cake.
   “Enough with the staring,” I muttered, rolling my eyes, “haven’t you guys seen a naked girl before?”
“Not one as beautiful as you,” Dally flirted.
  “Please,” I huffed, “if you spent less time chasing away the few girls who did look your way maybe you’d have someone to touch that sad, lonely little cock of yours. And if you’re expecting to get the same taste of what Soda had, you’re barking up the wrong tree because I’m not interested in some wannabe gangster who can’t even last longer than a pubescent middle schooler.”
  Every single guy watching the encounter burst into fits of laughter and were now teasing Dally, who had stormed off shouting a list of profanities. Darry informed the both of us to get dressed and meet him inside when we were finished before heading with the others. They were still laughing at Dally once inside. When the two of us were left alone, we started putting our clothes on. Soda looked over at me and smiled sheepishly.
  “Sorry,” he said, “I completely forgot about wakin’ up before Darry came out.”
 “It’s alright,” I replied, slipping my shirt over my naked body, “I slept great regardless.”
Sodapop chuckled before leaning over to me and planting a sweet kiss against my lips. My tired eyes widened at the sudden gesture of affection. When Soda pulled away from me to continue getting ready, I almost craved for him to come back and continue kissing me.
  Once the two of us were finished putting our clothing back on, the two of us headed inside ready to receive a chewing out from Darry. Darry was standing in the living room when we came in, the others could be heard in the kitchen where Darry had probably sent them. I plopped down on the sofa, crossing my arms over my chest and then my left leg over my right. Sodapop sat down next to me, keeping a little distance. Darry was having a hard time finding the right words to form before confronting the two of us.
   “Look Darry,” Soda started, “I’m sorry we did, you know, in your truck.”
  Darry was looking at his kid brother, his arms crossed over his chest. Finally, he sighed and rubbed his temple.
  “I know you guys are goin’ to do stuff like this a lot,” he muttered, “and I know that there isn’t anythin’ I can say to stop you or stuff but I do want to talk to y’all about bein’ safe.”
  Both of our eyes widened. I threw my arms down next to me and pushed myself forward. The others had taken a break from taunting Dally and turned their attention towards Darry’s talk.
  “There’s no way I’m sitting here listening to you give us the talk!” I snapped out.
 “Someone needs to give it to you,” Darry said, “I didn't see a condom in the truck.”
  “Come on, Darry,” Soda said.
 I slammed the palm of my hand into my face. This was not how I expected my morning to go and though I liked what happened last night, I was starting to regret it. And from the look on Soda’s face, he was too. So for the next thirty minutes, Darry gave Soda and us “the talk” with our friends standing there laughing. We had to endear his talk about the proper use of a condom, when to use a condom, how effective a condom was and what other ways we could stay safe, and most importantly we were told never to fuck in his truck again. Once Darry was convinced he’d given us a proper talking to, he said goodbye and headed off to work. Sodapop was sitting there silently while I was sitting there with widened eyes, still shocked that I had just sat there listening. Why didn’t I get up and leave? It’s not like it would have been the first time.
   Two-Bit walked in with Steve hot on his tail. Two-Bit dropped down on the chair and started flipping to the channel that normally had Mickey Mouse on.
  “Well that was definitely awkward, huh?” Steve snickered.
 “That was brutal,” Sodapop said.
  “I think Darry traumatized Anni,” Two-Bit laughed.
I rolled my eyes. Ponyboy walked in with the others, he was carrying a bowl of cereal in his hands as he sat down.
  “I thought you were still in love with Sandy?” He questioned, taking a bite of his breakfast.
That caused another wave of looks at Soda and then at me. My eyes shifted to Soda as I remembered what he had told me last night. I was waiting for my earlier previous assumption to be right, that the only reason he said that to me was to get in my pants. He didn’t really mean them. I was some used up, battered bitch who people typically forgot about when they got what they wanted.
  “I’m not anymore, Pony,” Soda confirmed.
  “But what if she comes back?”
 “Come on, Ponyboy,” Two-Bit said, “why are you asking about her? She’s gone.”
  “I’m just curious, that's all. She could pop up at any-”
 “Fuck Sandy,” I sneered.
I pulled myself up from my seat and grabbed my bag which I had brought in with me. Soda looked at me. Taking a deep breath, I walked out of the house and slammed the door behind me. I don’t know why Pony’s question bothered me so much. Or maybe what bothered me the most was thinking that Soda would still be in love with her after he told me that he loved me. All I knew was I didn’t want to hear her name again. I didn’t even want to see her face.
    “Anni, wait!”
  I turned around and saw Soda running out of the house after me. I crossed my arms and watched him come up to me.
 “What?” I grumbled.
  “Hey, look, don’t mind Ponyboy,” he replied calmly, “he’s just a kid. He’s completely clueless about things sometimes.”
  “Well is he right?” I muttered.
 That seemed to shock him a little.
  “I mean do I need to worry about this cunt coming back and you forgetting all about me?”
 “Of course not, Anni. I told you last night that I was in love with you. I told you I’d even wait for you to be ready to love me back. Sandy and I are through.”
  “Stop worrying Anni!”
 Soda and I turned our heads. Steve, Two-Bit, Dally, Johnny, and Ponyboy were walking towards us.
  “Soda’s been in love with you the moment you came into the DX shop to hide from those Socs,” Two-Bit laughed.
 “She’s so beautiful, Steve. I can’t stop looking at her. I have to ask her out.”
  “Ponyboy, don’t even think about goin’ off alone with her. She’s mine.”
    “I bet our children would be cute.”
  All of them were teasing Sodapop for having a massive crush on me. I could see Sodapop’s face turn a faint red from blushing but he tried to hide it by attacking Steve and Two-Bit playfully. The six of them start roughhousing right in front of me. Watching them, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight before me. Despite everything, I loved my time with them. They treated me like family and took care of me. And if Sodapop really was over Sandy and was only head over heels in love with me then maybe I could let my guard down and enjoy being wanted for once. I couldn’t hide from my feelings forever and if I was going to put my trust and love into anything it was these guys.
   A small laugh came from my lips causing them to look at me. Their smiles grew bigger as they saw me laughing.
  “You guys are absolutely crazy,” I laughed.
  Sodapop removed himself from his friends and came over to me, wrapping his muscular arm around my shoulder.
  “How about we all go get somethin’ to eat?” He questioned, “I’m starvin’.”
 “Wooo!” Two-Bit cheered, “Dairy Queen!”
 Something was said by Steve about how Dally was paying and we should order whatever we wanted. This prompted Dally to put Steve in a headlock for the majority of the walk. I looked up at Soda thinking he’d be watching his friend's roughhouse but he wasn’t. He was staring at me, a loving smile placed on his lips.
  “What?” I asked skeptically.
  But he didn’t answer me, instead he pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, keeping his arm around my shoulders. When he pulled away, he didn’t say anything and neither did I. We just followed the others to Dairy Queen but I couldn’t help but think about how much I was falling in love with him, with my new life, with everything. I never wanted this feeling to end.
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dior-desire · 2 months
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johnny cade crushing on a popular soc hcs
“ she smiled and looked at me, i was surprised to see, that a woman like that was really into me. ”
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— the two of you met in class, although he never talked unless the teacher called on him—you thought he was the cutest thing
— being a soc, you would never get the chance to actually have a civil conversation with him without being judged, so you just ended up pushing all those thoughts to the side
— that was until one day, the teacher had asked if you could come back during your lunch hr so that she could ask you something
— once the bell rung and it was time for lunch and you made your way to her class. walking into her class you made eye contact with the one and only johnny cade
— “ i’m glad you here ( your name ), i wanted to ask if you could help johnny here study for the upcoming exam? ”
— johnny cringed and looked away in embarrasment, “ of course ms. jones, when should i start? ”
— that day johnny had came over your house and the two of you only got closer there on
— johnny noticed how you werent like the other socs, you never made fun of someone because of their social class and had a good image amongst both socs and greasers
— the only person who knew that you and johnny had been talking was ponyboy, johnny would reguarly vent to him on how he wanted so badly to confess but he wouldnt want to tarnish your reputation
— as johnny and you spent more time studying together at your house, the tension between you two grew. one day, while going over notes for the upcoming exam, johnny couldn't contain his feelings any longer. he looked into your eyes and confessed how he felt, his voice trembled a bit from nervousness. It was a sweet moment that made your heart skip a beat
— after the confession, you both couldn't help but smile and laugh, feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders. from that day on, your study sessions turned into moments of shared affection and stolen glances. It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship
— once you and johnny got together, ponyboy was so proud that it ended up slipping out to sodapop, and of course it wouldnt take long for the whole gang to find out
— they all bombarded johnny with questions,
“ whered yall meet? ”,
“ you’ve been to her house?! ”
“ have yall done anything yet?? ”,
“ she got a sister?? ”
— everybody was happy for johnny, while dallas on the other hand was a little upset on why he was just finding out johnny had a gf
— soon enough you end up meeting the gang and of course everybody loves you but once again dallas is still iffy
— he wouldn’t want some soc girl to break johnnys heart so he still had his guard up around you
— once dallas got to know you better he seen that your intentions with johnny were pure and even looked at you like a little sister, not by any means would he ever admit it though
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