#sodapop curtis imagines

[zvdvdlvr]

Hii!!

I love your work, and was just wondering if you could do headcannons for Dallas Winston dating the really happy-go-lucky Curtis sister. Her and soda are twins so she’s pretty much soda but a girl. She’s very affectionate and always needs hugs and cuddles! She is really happy and excited, but also sometimes feels like she can’t be sad or angry around people she loves.

Xx Rose

being soda's twin and dating dally HC's

-> navi. | -> outsiders masterlist

-> warnings: foul language, lil angst, FLUFF, smoking, making out, getting arrested, protective brothers, sexual scenarios (no smut)

-> reader's pronouns: she/her

-> pairings: romantic!dallas winston x reader, platonic!sodapop curtis x sister!reader

-> a/n: wait i loved this request sm!! i hope i did it justice <3

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the curtis's were very very very VERY hesitant for you to start dating dally

what if you broke up? would the gang have to pick sides? dally or the curtis's sister?

9no its too risky

it was only when the guys could list all the times they caught dally staring at you with a fond smile and dazed eyes did they realize his feelings for you were legit

as the oldest, darry of course had to give the 'you break her heart i'll f you up, no hesitation pal'

dally sat through it all while soda watched him intently

when you were official and shit, dear god the shit you'd do

it was like

humorously atrocious

to put it into words, two-bit's shenanigans times 5

I DISRESPECTFULLY RESPECTFULLY BELIEVE

a.) soda takes it upon himself to stay up and get all the details when you come home late from a date

b.) soda gags everytime you and dally are in an embrace for a little too long

as the 'Curtis Cuddlebug', you like to hug and be touchy because you didn't have that for some time or whatever BUT soda 13929292093929381% feels weird watching you hug dally instead of him

like,

you and soda (as twins) had the closest bond of anyone in the gang

so anytime shit hit the fan, you'd find yourself going to soda and him to you

youd gossip and shit talk and fight and do all the fun sibling tingz

but then

his heart kinda sinks when he realized he hasn't cuddled w you for a couple days

but its not like he can really say anything if youre happy

MOVING ON

shotgunning. with dallas.

MEOWMEOWPURRAWOOOOGAAA

thats when you really hash out some feelz

you'll pass the blunt back and forth, staring up at the stars (youre in dall's car bc he knows ur a sucker for watching the stars and cuddling and blah blah blah)

if you had like brought a blanket or two, dallas would a hundred percent pull you into him so he could get some lovin'

dally only likes affection coming from you and you alone argue with the fucking WALL.

some days you'll just sigh and bury your head into his chest. dally'll rub your back and smiling when you squirm to get closer to him cuz bros a little touch starved

"dally?"

"yeah?"

you sigh again. "i feel like shit sometimes. a lot actually"

this makes dally a lil worried "what?"

"soda 'n i are... happy-go-lucky, y'know? we gotta be smiling all the time, always... strong; confident," you tell him

dally's absorbing your words, wondering where tf ur going with this

"but then i realize i dont wanna be strong all the time. i know soda feels the same way i just," you sniffle lightly

dally's eyebrows? through the roof. is he uncomfortable? undoubtedly.

he isnt too comfortable with the way anyone expresses emotions tbh

but will always attempt to comfort you in any way he can

"whatchu mean, doll?"

his heart flips around when he hears you choke back a sob

"means i don' wanna always be smilin' and jokin' and not be taken seriously. i fuckin'- i need a break dall. a break from everything"

dally snuffs out his joint in an ashtray he set on the car and wraps both arms around you as you cry in his arms

he didnt know any of you felt like that

wow okay

if you stayed at his place at 'his' room he's literally heart eyes at you weari g his boxers and his a t shirt

he'd just "c'mere sweetheart lemme show you how loved you are" and pull you onto him

thats about as far as you get with him and the "L'' word

dally???talks????in?????his??????sleep???????

it's so adorable i think it was one of Dillo's works but he'd be a mumbly and clingy and HOLY FU

where can i get one?

back to sussy soda

he's happy for you. he really is

but dallas is snatching up his best friend, sibling, and cuddle bug from right under his nose

soda's pretty protective idgaf

you'd still have ur gossip sessions, but soda still feels bizarre when you're with him

something changed when you and dally started dating

if (IF) dally proposed

it'd be casual

like im talking

dq date, in the middle of drinking a shake he'd pull up with

"marry me doll?"

YESS MA'AM

dally is highkey afraid of rejection, now that he's so involved with you

but you smother him in kisses to prove otherwise

i cant

i

sorry but i cant get the visual of tired!dally out of my head

specially tired!hammered!clingy!dally

he'd attatch himself to your waist when he's 🤏🏼 that close to passing out because even absolutely hammered, he knows youll take care of him

absolutely refuses to let yoy pay bail for him when he gets arrested

but dont expect him to pay bail for you either bc bro kinda poor

he'd prolly just do smth to be in the slammer with you

#couplegoals

but you will 110 percent be getting the Disappointed Look™️ from darry

soda would point and laugh

pony would just shake his head with a knowing smile

once again:

where can i get one???

[theeoutsiderss]

〈 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

[shelbgrey]

Suspicious minds(Sodapop Curtis)

Chapter 4:

The next day me and the boys head to the drive-in. We quickly snuck under the gate of the drive-in and ran around the screen to the empty chairs that was near the concession stand. I made my spot between Dally and Pony. "jeez it cold" pony shivers as he sat down.

"why didn't you bring a coat stupid?" Dally spat as he lit his cigarette.

"you want my Jacket Ponyboy?" I asked shrugging off my red hooded jacket. Before he could protest I covered his shoulders with it. "thanks y/n"

About ten minutes into the movie two soc girls came and sat in the row of chairs in front of us. The red head complaining about her boyfriend as she made herself comfortable. I had enough socs for one week so I stood up. "I'm getting some popcorn, you guys want anything?"

"I'll take a coke" Jonny said sweetly.

"get me one too will ya" Dally said. I turned to pony next. "just some popcorn please" I nodded and left my group. As I walked the noises from cars and the movie filled my ears. I looked around as I walked being aware of my surroundings. I didn't see any danger (thank God) all I saw was people sneaking in by the trunk of their friends car or gate. I also friends chasing each other around or making out on the hood of their car. That kinda pda made me slightly sick but at the same time jealous.

I finally made to the concession stand the lights finally making it easier to see were I was going. I shoved my hand in my Jean pocket digging out some money when I heard whisperers.

"no one will see us here" an all too familiar voice said. "don't know Sandy, I don't want to get in rumble with your boyfriend" an other voice said and this time it was male. My eyebrows knitted together as I pressed my back to the conner trying to listen without being spotted.

Sandy scoffed at the guys comment. "Soda doesn't care about me. He doesn't cater to my needs" the guys voice was now muffled and I looked over and saw her practically eating his face as he was pressed to the brick wall of the concession stand. My heart broke for Soda. I wanted to pound her in the face for not being faithful to him. Soda gave everything to her and worked hard to make her happy and she treats him like trash.

I tried to walk away without being seen but I failed. I took a wrong step and snapped a stick making Sandy and her boy toy break apart and stair in my direction. "who's there" she said almost trying to acted tough.

"I knew you were a bitch but I didn't think you'd soop this low" I said when she realized who I was. "who the hell are you?" the guy asked.

"you tell soda your dead" Sandy snapped. I smirked "you and what army?" before she could through one of her hissy fits and walked in to the concession stand to get the drinks and popcorn. Thank god I didn't take long and was able to grab the stuff and head back to my spot. When I got there Dally was leaning over the red heads shoulder messing with her. I rolled my eyes not really caring what happens to her but I spoke anyway before it got ugly.

"be nice Dally" I said handing him his coke and a candy bar.

"I'm never nice little bird" he smirked and sat back in his chair. I sighed hating what I just saw. What would I tell Soda? And would he even believe me?

"what's wrong birdie?" pony asked nibbling on his popcorn. "I just saw something I wish I didn't"

"what was it?" Jonny asked. "I saw Sandy making out with a guy... And it wasn't Soda" pony looked said but he didn't look surprised. We all knew what kinda bitch Sandy was.

Anyway that didn't matter because we had a different situation. Dally wouldn't stop bugging the Soc in front of us. The red had had told him to stop a couple of time but Dally didn't care. One thing led  to another and Dally got coke through in his face.

"Dally leave her alone" Johnny said after Dally started grabbing her. It cought Dally off guard and Johnny quietly backed up almost falling into my lab. I cought him keeping him steady.

"wise ass" is all Dally said before walking off. The red had sighed in relief. We had maybe five minutes of peace. Before she looked over her shoulder at us. "you guys gonna start in on us too?"

I raised my eyebrow at her giving her a questioning look. "that all depends" I replied. Pony shook his head. "no no we won't"

"well none of you guys look the type" she said softly. "what are your names?" she asked.

"I'm birdie and this is Ponyboy and Johnny" I said. "you guys have some original names" she said kindly to me and Pony.

"yeah my dad was an original person" pony smiled. "I even have a brother named Sodapop and it even says it on his birth certificate"

"I one the other hand" I laughed. "birdie is just a nickname, my real name is y/n"

"I'm Cherry, people call me that because of my red hair" she smiled.

"don't we have a science class together... Or use to?" Her friend asked and I nodded.

"wait don't you and soda work at the DX station?" cherry asked and I nodded. "have you guys been working there full time? I don't think I've seen you guys around the school lately."

"we're drop outs" I said kinda ashamed. I only felt bad for myself I neve once tried to my soda feel dumb or bad for dropping out. "I had to make some extra money to take care of my sister and brother" I said kinda harsh without meaning too.

"well that's nice of you" cherry's friend said. I slightly smiled. Pony and Johnny continued to talk to the girls and I started to zone them out

"BOO!" my brother shouted and Grabbed me from from behind shaking me from my thoughts. I jumped and clung to Pony's arm. Two-bit knew better than that to sneak up on me. He's probably drunk.

"sorry sorry kid" he said with remorse but with also a giggle. I pushed him away and he moved over to the two Soc girls. "well who's this?"

I rolled my eyes at my brother flirting with the girls. My thoughts were cut off when Tim Sheppard came up behind us. "where's Dallas?"

"he left Tim" pony said.

"hey I know he slashed my tiers" Tim snapped. Tim wasn't part of our gang so him a Dally always had this riverly for some reason. "we haven't seen him" I said then I looked at Ponyboy for back up.

"she's right" she then leaned over and looked at the others. "you guys seen Dally?" everyone was quick to stay no including the girls which surprised me. Tim walked away in a huff.

"birdie, does Dally have a blad?" my brother asked. I shook my head. "I'm not sure... I think he lost it the last time he got thrown in the cooler"

"that's good, it'll give him an alibi" Two-bit said shaking his head.

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[beautouslysandy]

Laughing In The Rain

By-Sandy

Sodapop Curtis x GN!Reader

Warnings:Zero, just fluff with soda

Word Count: 1,031

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-You are a care-free sweet-hearted person, you have many people in your life but there is only one person you wanna spend it with and that is Sodapop Curtis. The boy next door, in simple terms. -You get butterflies just thinking about him. He is your dream and he just doesn’t know it. You haven’t seen him a lot since he dropped out of school. You miss seeing his smile when you’d was eachother in the halls. You miss seeing him everyday in History class. You miss him so much. -You guys have know each-other for 4 years, you aren’t the best of friends but your still pretty close. You know almost everything about him, not in the creepy way of course.

-Little do you know that he is missing you too.

••••••

It was a murky and rainy evening, you were at your desk studying for upcoming exams. Your desk faced the window so you could look out onto the street. Great for people watching is what you and your dad always joke about. You tap your pencil on your desk repeatedly, your growing bored and frustrated with studying this material. You look out the window zoning out. You love the rain, you love the smell of the freshly wet grass, the feeling of it hitting your skin, and for some odd reason you lived for the stormy grey the sky and clouds turn during a rainstorm. You enjoyed the little things no one else did. You came back to the present time, you say two little girls in rain attire jumping in puddles, you laughed to yourself as you thought it was adorable. You eyes wander to see the Curtis’ house and some of their friends out on the porch. They were knocking on the door, all huddled together trying to get through the open door first. You have this idea to go out into the rain and just enjoy it. You chicken out at first cause you don’t wanna embarrass yourself, you then begin to wonder why would I be embrassed if I am enjoy something I like. ‘Screw it.’ You thought to yourself.

You get off the desk chair and leave your studying to another time. You were about to walk out the door when you hear your mom’s voice call to you. “Y/N L/N, please tell me you are not going in the rain wearing that?” She said peeking out of your parents study examining your outfit like it was a report card.

I look at my outfit, I had on dark blue flare jeans with white roughed up shoes and a white sweater with your sliver locket.

“What do you mean?” You asked confused with what was wrong with your outfit

“Put a jacket on, young lady. Then you can go play or what not in the rain.” She said sternly with a smile.

“Okay, ma” You say willingly as you grab your black rain jacket and put it on. You open the door and close it, you take a deep breath. And as you guessed it smelled like freshly wet grass. You are pretty sure you have candle of the smell somewhere in your disorganized room.

You walked out into the rain, you giggled as your hair got wet. You went to grab the hood of the chair to put it on then you found nothing and then it hit you that you had forgotten that this rain coats hood was murdered last year after your little brother had the smartest of ideas to use it to play tug a war with the neighbors dog. You sat down on the sidewalk and played with the grass just enjoying as the rain hit your skin. You smiled with your eyes closed and took a deep breath again. You picked a dandelion out of the grass surprised that it wasn’t ruined by the rain. You twirled the stem around with your fingers. You zoned out until you heard a familiar voice saying:

“Y/N? Why are you sitting on the sidewalk when it’s raining?” You looked up to see Sodapop, you were shocked for a second then turned pink.

“Uhm..I just like the rain thats all.” You said almost like it was a question.

‘Gosh Y/N do you have any social skills?’ You thought to yourself.

“Oh. Me too” He said with a smile.

You chuckled awkwardly, “That’s nice.” you said uncontrollably

“Uh yeah.” He said sounding a little sad

This conversation was going no where. Until you said:

“So how’s been?” You said confidently, you even added a smile. You felt your skin turning pinker by the minute. He smiled, glad to find a topic. “It’s been great! As you know I am working at the DX full time now and..” He began sitting down right next to you looking you in the eyes. He’s eyes were sparkly, he didn’t have a rain coat on or anything just a white t-shirt, his DX short sleeved button up and hat, and his shoes and oil stained jeans. You completely zoned out, you didn’t anything he said and you found him looking at you happily and waiting for a response.

“Oh I am sorry, I zoned out” You said awkwardly and a bit embarrassed.

He looked at you with same sparkle in his eyes and replied with “Thats okay! Happens to me all of the time! I will just repeat what I said…” and he did.

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You don’t know how long you guys have been out there but you didn’t care and he didn’t seem to either. Most of your conversation had been filled with laughs and giggles. It’s was still raining and y’all were soaked but it didn’t matter, you were happy. “So..” He said picking at the grass, picking out a strand of one from a patch of crab grass on your lawn. “Would you like to come over and hangout?” He asked looking at you with his perfect smile.

You didn’t say anything at first, you have never been invited to a boys place before. “I-I..uhm” You were speechless and you were so flustered.

He looked at you confused “We can just stay out here if you want, I was just getting a little cold that’s all.” He finished with his smile.

“No no no. I just went blank, sorry. I would love I mean like to hangout with you or I mean you and your friends. Uh sure.” You said quickly as you felt heat find your face, you had totally weirded him out you were thinking.

He laughed softly as he looked at the ground then he looked and you and said, “I was hoping you would say that.” He stood up and held out his hand which you quickly took.

He turned and gave you a kiss on the check before leading the way to his house. When I tell you almost squealed and turned 50 shades of red I mean it. Believe me.

Thank you for reading!

-Sandy

[macchiodaily]

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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

“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.”

//

“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?”

//

“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.”

//

“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.”

[callme-holly]

could you maybe please do some scenarios for (y/n) comforting sodapop, Dallas, ponyboy, and Johnny if you want please. also could you please make the reader fem please and thank you

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 [𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐝𝐞.]

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - im a little behind on requets but im getting there! i've got my final exam of this week tomorrow and then i'll be a lot speedier, i promise. asks are still open for requests!!

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - mentions of fighting, getting jumped and small injury detail

Dallas Winston -  The room is quiet as you card your fingers through Dallas’ hair, the greaser’s head resting against your thigh. His eyes are closed, and there's a nasty bruise blossoming on his cheekbone, accompanied by a few bloodied scrapes that he refuses to let you clean. There’s dried blood crusted beneath his nose, which you wipe away gently with the pad of your thumb, humming softly under your breath as he breathes out a low, soft groan.  “You alright?” Your tone is barely above a whisper as you tug at the ends of his mussy locks, pushing them back from his face. He blinks once or twice, his eyelashes fanning against his cheeks, and his expression is a little less pained than it was just minutes ago.  “Yeah,” he murmurs after a moment, “fine.” He shifts a little bit so that his head is now more firmly planted upon your lap, and he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer in a half embrace. You reach down between the two of you and retrieve the ice pack that is sitting forgotten beside you, pressing it against his swollen cheek once more.  He makes a disgruntled noise but doesn't open his eyes again.  “Sorry 'bout this.” His voice is rough, strained from the exertion: “Y' shouldn't have to take care of me all the damn time.” The words fall heavy between the two of you as he speaks, and you smile softly, shaking your head. “It ain't too much trouble, really.” You rub small circles against his bicep, pressing a light kiss to his forehead. “And besides...” your voice drops to an almost conspiratorial murmur, “I like taking care of you. It makes me feel better when I know you're not lying dead in a ditch somewhere.”  He gives you a lopsided grin at that, eyes still closed. “You've got so much faith in me, doll.”  Your smile widens, feeling something twist inside of you. You take his hand, squeezing it gently before pressing a quick kiss to his busted-up knuckles. “Whatever.” 

Sodapop Curtis -  A small sigh leaves your lips as Soda buries his face in your chest, arms wrapped tightly around your middle, tears cascading down his cheeks as he struggles for air.  It pains you to see him like this, his usual bright smile replaced with a look of pure anguish, silent sobs racking his body. You rub slow circles against his back, mumbling soft words of reassurance into his ear as he clings to your shirt. “I don’t understand,” he gasps, his voice thick with emotion. “Why can't they just get along? They never used to be like this. A shudder runs through him, and you tighten your hold on him, rocking him a bit back and forth as he cries. “Shh, Soda, hey, you need to breathe,” you murmur soothingly, combing your fingers through his hair. “You’re gonna make yourself sick.” You press a soft kiss to the top of his head, hushing him quietly as his cries gradually abate.  “I just want them to get along.” Soda whispers brokenly, burying his face against your collarbones. “I'm tired of being made to pick sides. I don't wanna be in the middle all the time.” You hum sympathetically, shifting slightly so that you can wrap both arms around him and pull him as close as physically possible. Soda melts into your touch, relaxing fully against you. You can tell he's exhausted, both emotionally and physically.  "I hate it.” He sounds miserable. “All they do is yell at each other. Darry is way too hard on Pony, and Pony's trying his hardest, but he can only take so much–" Soda stops abruptly, his breath hitched in his throat as another sob tears from him, wracking his body. His grip tightens around your middle and your heart clenches painfully at the sight.  “I just want things to go back to normal.” You give a slow nod, closing your eyes. “I know, I know. It'll be okay.” You press another gentle kiss to his temple and run your hands slowly up and down his spine, trying to offer as much comfort as you can. He relaxes under your touch, melting further into you as he tries to take deep, steady breaths, struggling to control himself.  You tilt his chin up so that he's looking at you once more, running your thumb over his cheek. “I love you, you know” “Mm,” he hums, blinking rapidly to rid his vision of the last remnants of tears. His eyes meet yours, and even though his gaze is glassy and filled with sadness and pain, his expression is soft and tender. “Love you too.”

Ponyboy Curtis -  You're sitting in the lot, your jacket pulled tightly around you, when you hear the sound of approaching footsteps. You stiffen and turn sharply, expecting to see a group of drunken socs or the odd greaser looking for trouble, only to come face to face with none other than Ponyboy Curtis. He has tears streaming down his cheeks, his hair mused as he all but throws himself at you, shoulders shaking and chest heaving. You don’t speak a word as you pull him into your arms, rubbing your hands over his shoulders in an attempt to calm him. His head comes to rest on your shoulder, one fist clutching the front of your sweater as tight as possible, the other hanging uselessly by his side. For several moments, he sits in silence, letting you hold him while he finally manages to collect himself. Then he pulls back, wiping furiously at his face. “Sorry…” You don’t miss the way he averts his gaze from you as he speaks, refusing to make eye contact. “Didn't mean to bother you; I just—”  You shake your head, interrupting him. “There’s no reason for you to apologise.” You pause, considering for a long moment before continuing. “What's up?”  He exhales shakily, then hesitantly meets your gaze again. “I—Darry yelled at me again. He got real mad this time.” His voice cracks, and you pull him close once more. You know Darry’s been harder on him as of late, expecting too much of a boy Pony’s age. You know he means well, but you also know the toll it’s been taking on the younger Curtis brother and how difficult these past few weeks have been for him.  “Sometimes I don't think Darry likes me very much.” You can hear the vulnerability in his tone, unable to miss how broken he appears. He's not crying anymore; if anything, he looks a little embarrassed and ashamed. You frown, brushing his damp bangs from his forehead. “Don't be ridiculous.” Your tone is firm, determined to keep him from ever getting caught up in that dark spiral. “He cares about you a whole lot.” “He's got a funny way of showin' it.” Pony grumbles softly, and you can't help but laugh at his bluntness, wrapping your arms tighter around him. “I wish he'd be nicer. I really don't like all the fighting we do.” “I know. But it'll get easier.” You look down at him. “If you want, I can go talk some sense into him.” That earns you a smile as Ponyboy nods, squeezing you a little tighter. “Good luck. I doubt he’ll listen.” You press a quick kiss to his forehead, smiling softly. “I’ll try my best.”

Johnny Cade -  Arms circle around your waist, gripping onto you tightly as you comb your fingers through his tangled, and still heavily greased, hair. Johnny’s head rests in your lap, eyes squeezed shut as he tries desperately to fall into some sort of relaxed state, but he just can't seem to find the will within himself to do so. You watch him silently, running a finger absently along his jawline, taking in the bruises and cuts littering his face and arms. He looks worn thin and broken; his cheeks are tear-stained and hollowed by exhaustion. His breathing remains unsteady and uneven, his skin pale, and you can't help but reach out and brush the pad of your thumb across the faint lines beneath his eyes, your brow furrowing deeply. He flinches slightly but doesn’t open his eyes, his breath hitching. “Sorry,” You whisper, going back to smoothing your hand over his hair. “Didn’t mean to startle you.”  Johnny lets out a soft sigh, leaning his forehead against your stomach. “S' okay…” He shifts a little closer to you, reaching for your hand and lacing your fingers together. “...just glad yer here.” You bite your lower lip, tracing patterns into the back of his hand with your thumb, pressing soft kisses against his forehead as you let him snuggle closer, relishing in the simple closeness of it all. It eases your nerves knowing he's safe with you and calms the storm raging inside of you. Your mind wanders back to earlier, the images of him lying, half-dead, in that field flashing unbidden through your mind.   It takes a lot to make Johnny Cade cry, but the second you had knelt down beside him and pulled him into your arms while the gang huddled about you, his composure had completely crumbled. Sobs had wracked his body, shaking his entire frame, and you could do nothing but hold him until he had finally calmed down. And now, here he was, curled up into your embrace, clinging to you like a lifeline. Every little noise made him jump, every sudden movement made his muscles tense, and your heart ached for him. You wanted so badly to make everything better, but there was nothing you could do. All you could do was stay there, holding him as he cried, wishing that there was something you could do besides sit by and whisper softly to him. But, you know, right now, just you being there is enough for him.

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬!!

[dior-desire]

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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[spikedhe4rt]

can you please do a johnny smut with the reader giving johnny a hj and they keep edging him and he's really whiny and whimpers a lot? sorry if this is too specific! thank you

Sub!Johnny x Reader Smut

Word Count: 1221

I climbed on top on Johnny, situating myself. I kiss him, enveloping his soft and plump lips. He placed his hands tightly on my hips. "Fuck!" Johnny whimpered. I let out a giggle at his desperation. "Such a pathetic baby." I ran a teasing hand down his chest, my hand slipping under his shirt. He moaned as he felt my warm on his belly. "Please, take it off!" he squeaked out.

I smiled down at him, ready to give him a order. "Sit up. Now" He immediately sat up and followed my directions. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his chest that was already covered in hickeys from yesterday. "Stand up for me!" He lifted himself from the bed slowly. "I love you so much, Johnny. You know that, right?"

He nodded with a whimper. I leaned into his warm body to kiss him deeply. My hands slit down to the button on his jeans, unfastening them quickly. Johnny groaned into the kiss, and brought a hand to my breasts. I pushed Johnny away from the kiss. "Take it off for me" He kicked his pants and underwear quickly, revealing his hard cock.

Johnny's cock was releasing beads of pre-cum by the second and rock hard. His cock was pulsing with need and reddish at the tip. It was begging for release and stimulation. He didn't know what was to come. Johnny the sat down on the bed, watching me as I was about to strip for him.

My hands slowly went down to the bottom of my tank top, lifting it teasingly over my head. My pink lacey bra with a pink bow in the middle to match was on display for him. Only for him. His dick twitched as he waited for me to lose my shorts next. "You're so pretty" he said to me. I smiled at him before pulling down my shorts, stepping out of them after.

I walked over to the bed and straddled Johnny, my clothed pussy rubbing against his naked cock slightly. I scooted back a little, adding more space between us. My lips found there way to his neck, peppering kisses on his neck. I bit down on the sensitive part on his neck then soothing it with my warm tongue. "Fuck. More!" he panted out.

I can already see the hickeys forming on his neck as he begged. I put my hand around his neck, pulling him towards me for a kiss. Our lips pushed together roughly. Johnnys tongue slipped into my mouth deepening the kiss. Fuck. I pulled away from him once again, eliciting a groan from him.

"Baby, please do something. Anything!" Johnny cried out. I nodded at him before grabbing his face, squishing his cheeks till his lips opened involuntarily. My other hand came up under his mouth, "Spit." I told him as I let his face go. Johnny leaned his head forward, his silky hair brushing his face to spit in my hand. My hand trailed down to his desperate cock.

The spit from my hand coated his cock that was already slightly wet from his precum. "Fuck. Feels so good, doll." I started to slowly stroke his dick at a slow, grueling pace. Johnny moaned loudly, his hips bucking up slightly into my hand. I placed a hand on his chest as I continued. "You look so handsome like this, Johnny." I whispered to him. He leaned into me, scanning over my features. "T-thank you"

The pace of my strokes picked up, making johnny cry out. "Please!" He breathed as he felt the change. I kept up my pace as he voice became more and more whiney and breathless. I knew that he would cum soon. I started to use both my hands to stroke his cock. One of my hands eventually came to add pressure to his leaky tip.

"Fuck! Im gonna cum. Please let me cum." I smirked at him, shaking my head. "No. Hold it for me!" He whimpered on what seemed like the verge of tears. "Oh fuck!" Johnny voice was raspy and soft as he begged for a release. I continued my work on his hard cock. "You sound so pretty, Johnny."

I could feel his overstimulated cock throb in my hold as I kept stroking. Sayings of " You like that don't you?" and "Not yet, baby." radiated as his "Feels so good." and "I wanna cum." filled the room. I brought a hand up to his mouth for more spit. He immediately filled my request, groaning as my hand returned to his cock. "Im getting close again! please!" I removed my hands completely from him completely. "You have to wait, baby."

He nodded, overstimulated, "Please give me your hands again!" I gave exactly what he needed. My left hand trailed down to his aching cock as my other went to his balls. I rubbed the velvety skin, increasing to his pleasure. Tears pricked his eyes as he knew he was getting edged for a third time. "Baby can I cum, please?" I shook my head with a smirk.

His whole face was tucked into my neck, tear streaming down. "Can I have kiss? Please!" I brought his head up and pressed a passionate kiss to his lips. Johnny put one of his hands on my hip and one on my throbbing clit. I got really worked up watching him beg. He began to rub slowly as I continued to stroke his overstimulated cock. "Fuck. You're such a good boy!"

My strokes began to get faster as I felt my own high building up. "Feels so good. Can I cum?" I started to kiss his neck before replying "Make me cum then I'll let you" Once Johnny heard my words, his fingers began to work faster. "You make me feel so good, Johnny. Shit!" My high was so close, about to tip over the edge. Johnny gave my puffy clit one last circle before my eye rolled back and I came all over his fingers.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out. I kissed Johnny, my tongue slipping into his mouth once again. I pulled away about to let him have his release. "Cum for me, Johnny." I told him with a nod, lip between my teeth. Johnny let out a loud moan before cumming hard on my hand. I brought my cum covered hand to my mouth, running my tongue over his release. After that, I brought him in for another kiss, making him taste himself slightly.

"Thank you, baby." he said as we began to lay down together. I looked at him in his eyes, lovingly, "I love you, Johnny." He kissed me softly "I love you more."

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fluff alphabet ( sodapop curtis )

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A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Your attention to detail. you know when somethings wrong, through that carefree façade, and you'll coax an explanation outta him.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your hands, bruh. He loves watching you light your cigarettes, loves watching you fuck up the Socs that talk shit about pony and other people close to you, loves watching you lace your fingers with his, loves watching you.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Sodapop Curtis likes to smother or be smothered. Will 100% lay on tip of you if you let him, and is 999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999% willing to have you lay on top of him. In all seriousness, Soda really don't give a fuck whatever y'all are doin as long as ur both together

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

Soda will do just about anything with you, so you've got a variety of things you could both do. Personally, Soda really likes when you find some nice grassy field and you're all wrapped up in his jacket or whatever, and you're talking about whatever-the-fuck comes to mind

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

Soda is one to wallow in their feelings before doing something impulsive, so you'd be given little to no warning whatever he's doing if he's upset (angry/sad)

Soda feeling cuddly and lovey is a different situation entirely. This guy is clingy and simping and jesus im overwhelmed thinking about the love he smothers you in 😣💞

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Personally, Soda wouldn't be too opposed to having kids, biological or not. He will definitely bust his ass to give his kid the opportunities he didn't/couldn't have, and would the kind of father a lot of people would want

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

With the minimal amount of money this man gets, there is no doubt in my mind he would try his very best to get you a CD or book you've been eyeing

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

ALWAYS, MEIN GOTT. Just hold his hand. He likes it and dgaf if someone says smth to him about it. Soda believes if you truly love someone than you wont be afraid to show that love (and Soda's love language is touch idgaf)

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Angry. Angry at whoever decided to fuck with the gang (everyone loves you, especially bc you're Johnny's second fave person ever)

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Like a lot of members in the gang, Soda leans to joking rather than pranking. You both have a lot of inside jokes, and he loves just randomly bringing up said inside joke to see your smile.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Mans puts effort into kissing you its pretty endearing. The way he pants into your mouth suring a makeout sesh is 😏😏😩😩😩😍😍😍😍🤭🤭🤭❤❤❤ and then he whines and pulls you closer than humanly possible with his hands on the back of your neck. i- 🥵🥵🥵❤❤🤭😍😏😍😍🤭😩🤭😩🤭😍💍💍😇😇😇💒💒💒🧎‍♀️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♂️🛐🛐🛐🛐

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

By affirmation and physical touch

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

First kiss together. No details.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Soda's worst fears: you/Darry/Pony walking out of his life with no warning and school

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

bros kinda a worrywort

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

he calls you: babe, baby, doll, pretty girl/boy, angel

you call him: pepsi cola, babe, Coca-Cola, baby, sweetheart,

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Smoking

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

-You Found Me by The Fray

-Freaks by Surf Cruise

-Iris by Goo Goo Dolls

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Will answer almost any question you ask him

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

A year maybe? All depends on your resolve

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

Well absolutely bust ass to help him, and will absolutely annihilate anyone that says jack shit about him. He'll get real quiet and only ease up if you or his brothers are there to comfort him.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He's proud that he can call you his. He loves showing you off, even if you insist theres nothing to show off.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Is confident in your ability to fight if you are, but will always look out for you. Soda will definitely fight for you. no comment

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

Pretty well, actually. He would observe you for a while before you started dating, and would definitely pick up subtle hints from your body language

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

By proposing to you with a ring pop and then if you said yes you would both go buy a ring

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

you, smoking, sleeping.

xXx

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@orphan--obliterator

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Suspicious minds(Sodapop Curtis)

Chapter 3: we're under attack

The next day me and Pony went to see the new Paul Newman movie over at the movie theater. It wasn't all that great but Pony loved it. When we walked out of the darkness and out of the building the sun shined on us burning my eyes slightly.

"I wish I looked like Paul Newman" pony suddenly said looking at his reflection in the widow of the movie theater. I don't know why he would think that. He was handsome. "why would ya say that? Your pretty handsome yourself"

He shrugged. "I don't know, I guess my looks aren't too bad but I'm not handsome like Soda or Darry"

I started to walk backwards in front of him, facing him. "So, you have you own look and that's what makes you cute"

Before our conversation could go any further we noticed a Chevy slowly driving up to us. "hay greasers!" it was a soc. Of course it was we can never have a peaceful walk home. I sighed and moved to the other side of pony so he wasn't next to the road. "stay on this side of me Ponyboy" I whispered and pulled my switchblade out of my pocket.

"you got your Blade?" I asked pony. He shook his head no. I sighed and grabbed his hand. "when I say so start running"

As the car speed up so did we. We ran down the street almost bumbling into people but that was the least of our problems.

"run!" we raced down ally and turned a couple of corners before the car came up behind us nearly running pony over. Four jumped out the car and cornered us. "you lay one finger on him your dead" I spat pointing my blade towards two of them. They just laughed and tried to touch me but I spat in his face. That was a mistake because the two that was grabbing pony quickly shoved him into the dirt and grabbed me behind.

"I think we should teach this greasy doll some manner" one said and shoved me to the ground.

"get your hands off of her!" pony shouted and tried to pull the Soc that was startling my waist keeping me the ground. "keep him quiet"

I continued to put up a fight. Kicking my legs and thrashing my arms around before they got pined next to my head and cut up by my own switchblade.

"help! Help!" my shouted mixed with pony's in till my mouth was covered by the soc's hand and my cheek was cut by the Soc's blade. I was in a dase and I almost didn't realize the Soc was thrown off of me and and bunch of boys running around me and jumping over me as they chased the group of Soc's off.

I felt my brother gently set me up so I was setting on my butt and leaning on him. "you alright little bird?" my lip quivered and my body shook as I tried to give an answer. "y-yeah"

Soda was next to race over. He stopped in front of me almost sliding on his but. "they pull a blade on you?" he asked getting pissed. I only shook my head not wanting to look at him at the moment. I was still mad at him for last night. Soda's fingers lifted up my chin so his blue eyes locked with my brown ones.

"I won't let them hurt you again" I don't cry in front of anyone but today was different. Thin tears leaked out of the corner of my eyes as soda wrapped his handkerchief around the arm the soc's cut up.

Two-bit quickly sat up the then grabbed my had lifting me back on my feet. "you okay y/n?" Darry asked as he came up to me with pony. Thank God he didn't get beat up as much as I did. All he had was a little cut on his jaw. "I'm alright, how about you Ponyboy?"

"I'm alright, just shooken up is all"

"why were you guys walking alone in the first place?" Darry barked as the gang walked back to the house. "all we did was walk home from the movies" pony said trying to help our case. I on the other hand kept quiet. Only because I was still frightened by what just happened and I knew if I kept making excuses with pony Darry and the others would only get more annoyed.

"movies and books" Darry sighed. "The both of you. I with you guys would concentrate on something else every once in a while"

"come on Darry lay off" Steve said putting his arm around me. Soda looked over to us and jealousy washed over his eyes and expression. "you should have at least carried a blade" Darry said.

"I-I did" I whimpered almost afraid to say anything. "what happened sis?" Two-bit asked. "they took it" I simply said.

"yeah she had a blade and look were that got her" Soda butted in. "if they both had one that would have gave them the excuse to cut them up a little more"

"I don't want my kid brother to tell me want to do with my other kid brother" Darry snapped and walked into the house and Diggs ran out before the screen door could slam behind him. "why's he always have to act like that?" pony asked.

"he's just got more responsibility dumped on him since mom and dad died" Soda said softly.

"how about I become your guy's personal body gard" Two-bit joked. "that's not a good idea" pony sided.

"yeah besides little bird over here already has two body guards. Any soc's would be stupid to fuck with her if soda and Steve were near" Dally said.

"what are doing out of the cooler dal?" I asked finally calming down. "ya got out early for good behavior"

"that's a first" I joked.

"yeah what are you two doing walking by yourselves?" Steve snapped wiping his bloody nose. "none of your business" pony said back.

"we're fine Stevie" I said before Steve and Pony's fight could get worse.

"I was thinking about going to the drive in and see that new Elvis movie, anyone want to go?" Dally asked.

"me and Steve are taking evie and sandy out" soda said. Well their fight didn't last long I thought. "where ya going?" pony asked his brother.

"drag race" soda said. "yeah that means no little kids" Steve said before pony could respond.

"well me and y/n are gonna see a movie and little kids are a loud" Dally said giving steve a dirty look.

"we'll go with ya, won't we pony?" Johnny said slightly huddling up in between Pony and Jay.

"I might join you later" Two-bit Said climbing into his black car. "if I'm not drunk by then" he joked but immediately regreted it when he saw me look down. Even though he wasn't a dangerous drunk I still didn't like him getting drunk sometimes. I'm afraid he's gonna end up dead in a ditch or in jail rotating away.

"i see they gave you your rings back" I said looking at Dally. He only nodded before walking to the gate. "how's Silvia? Have you talked to her since you got back?"

He scoffed at the sound of that girl's name. "that broad was two timing me"

"oh dal I'm sorry" he shook his head before closing the gate in front of him. "it's cool... I'll see ya tomorrow y/n"

"bye Dally"

I just shook my head as Johnny and Pony gave Two-bit's car a push before he drove away leaving me and my sister with the boys. I let out a sigh as I pulled out my blue handkerchief out of my back pocket and wrapped it around my bruised and busted knuckles.

"you gonna stay here with us Johnny cake?" pony asked as I sat next to him on the steps of the front porch. Johnny thought about it before shaking his head no. Before his answer could be vocalized Darry open the screen door.

"pony you and Diggs have home work" he shut the door seconds after. I rolled my eyes at Darry's cold behavior towards his little brother. I rubbed Johnny's shoulder before standing up.

"if you get hungry or need a place to sleep come over okay" Johnny nodded before walking off towards the lot.

"let's get inside" I said opening the door for pony. When we got in the house pony grabbed his text books off the the coffee table and moved to the dinning room table were Diggs was. I closed the screen door then the front door as Soda stood up from the couch.

"birdie are you okay?" he asked. I didn't look at him just walked passed him. "like you care" is all I replied before going into the kitchen to help Darry with dinner.

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Johnny Cade definitely won’t stop staring at you until you tell the truth.

“Johnny? Can you stop staring..?”

johnny continues to stare waiting for you to give up and tell him the truth.

“Johnny. Stop it.”

“well?” johnny finally said.

“you goin’ to tell me that again?”

Johnny leaned more toward you. The more you looked into his eyes the more you felt guilty. His original puppy eyes now gone. He wasn’t stupid, he was anything but that. His parents lied to all the time. But why would you?

“Go on, you can say it. But you think I’ll believe that?” The part that you hated about this was he was patient the whole time with you.

you had to look away. You couldn’t Stand seeing him, it just made you more mad at yourself.

“Keep your eyes on me.” He said. Now you couldn’t tell if he was mad or not:

“don’t be thinking that you can lie to me and I’ll believe you. We’re supposed to be in this relationship together, y/n”

he leaned forward and grabbed your chin and made you turn your head, he wasn’t rough though.

“why are you lying’ to me, y/n?”

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Day 7 of Kinkmas: Sleeping In The Lot With Sodapop Curtis

KINKMAS 🎄🧤❄️

Pairing: Sodapop Curtis x fem!reader

Warning: making out, hickeys, protected sex, public sex

Y/N’s POV

Sodapop and I are going to the drive-in to see Beach Blanket Bingo tonight, we’ve been wanting to go somewhere alone for quite sometime because of him working including me going to school.

When Soda and I got to the drive-in, I can see some socs and their Mustangs and Corvairs, as usual. When Soda and I parked we went to the concession stand to get some food and snacks. When we got there, I see Bob and Randy, looking smug as ever.

“Just ignore them.” I whisper into Soda’s ear.

“I will Y/N/N.” He whispers back.

We get our food and drinks and we walked out like there was no one in the room. We get back to the car and get in the trunk of Soda’s truck and we get comfortable, ate our food, I cuddle up with Soda and enjoy the movie.

After the movie, Soda decided to take us to the lot to be somewhere quieter. I cuddled up with Soda again and look up to the stars to see any shapes in the sky.

“Did you like the movie?” Soda says looking at me.

“Yeah I did, I really loved the dancing and the fashion in the movie.” I say looking at him.

“I only liked the dancing.” He jokingly says.

“Come on, what else did you like?” I asked him.

“Fine, I liked the dancing and the sets of the movie.” He says trying to think.

“I like that better.” I smile.

Soda looks at me and kisses me, I kiss back. We look at each other and I make him get on top of me. We begin to make out, we haven’t done this in a while now but I’m glad we’re doing this.

Soda begins to touch my body, I moan, but I try to keep my moaning quiet because there’s neighbors everywhere. I feel him giving me love bites, I gasp. I get on top of him and gave him some hickeys as well.

“This is new to me Y/N/N.” Soda whispers in my ear.

“Just want to give my baby what he wants.” I whisper back.

“I like the sound of that.” He smirks.

I giggle and continue to kiss his neck. He wraps his arms around me and continues to touch me which makes me to giggle. Soda makes me lay down on the ripped up car seat and grabs a condom.

“You wanna do this?” He says to me.

“We’ll just be quiet.” I sit up and whispers in his ear.

We begin take our clothes off, Soda gets the condom on him and begins to fuck me slowly, I cover my mouth so I can be quiet. I gasp a little, he really is so good at this.

I flip us over so I can be on top, I begin to ride him. He grabs on my hips and guides me, I already can tell I’m going to be sore tomorrow. I sway my hips to make him feel deeper inside me, he covers his mouth and groans. I giggle at him. I make him sit up so he’s looking at me and he looks at my breasts.

“I don’t mind if you do anything to em’.” I say to him.

He grins and starts to do something to the valley of my breasts, I tug on his hair, I feel him sucking my nipples, which makes me arch my back and lean my head back by the pleasure of him now giving me more hickeys. My parents are going to kill me, I hope we have children one day.

After him being a sex crave addict, we lay on the car seat. I feel his heart beating and he touches my hair.

“I hope we can do this somewhere more private Soda.” I say looking up at him.

“So we can be louder?” He grins.

“Maybe.” I giggle.

We look at the stars again, they different than the last time I saw them.

“I promise I’ll make daddy fuck me harder.” I whisper.

“Let’s just go to an abandoned warehouse and, daddy will make you beg.” I says in a deep voice.

“What if mommy wants to take control?” I pout.

He winks at me, he knows I’ll take control and make him feel good like he does with me.