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┆ ⤿ ⌗ ‘ 𝓐𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄 , 𝓡𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 .
. — 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘
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── she/her , 6teen .
┆ ⤿ ⌗ ‘ 𝓐𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄 , 𝓡𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 .
. — 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘
𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 .
⋆.𐙚 ̊ 𝓰𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚 fluff comedy 𝓯!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ( . . . library ). like comment & reblog >ᴗ< !
you know what, fuck it be free, keep reading that bad fan fiction, keep writing that bad fanfiction, keep using y/n, keep staying up to 4 a.m reading x reader, to be cringe is too be free
(just NO a.i)
𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗘 𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗔𝗦 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘
in which ❝ . your the belle of their life . ❞
۪ ֹ ᮫ warnings . . . kissing & cussing | . . . library જ⁀➴ ⋮ ⌗ 𝓯! reader x the outsiders .
ꫂ ၴႅၴ should this be a series? and anyway more princesses to come! like perhaps aurora..
I need a fic for johnny cade x reader like the rapunzel headcanons🤞
maybe more of the Johnny talking to her from her window but her parents hear talking and find out? it can end either happy with them (begrudgingly) letting him stay, or him getting some some sort or trouble with her parents
𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥 𝗚𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗠 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗚𝗟𝗢𝗪
❝ . johnny cade dating his rapunzel . ❞ 𝓰𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚 fluff જ⁀➴ ⋮ ⌗ 𝓯! reader imagine ( the . . . 🦎 library . ) 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 !
The evening air drifted warm through your open window, carrying the smell of cut grass and cigarette smoke from somewhere down the block.
Johnny Cade stood below your window with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, face tilted toward you.
And, like always, his neck was probably killing him.
You rested your cheek against your palm as you leaned over the windowsill, your pajama sleeve slipping off your shoulder. "Johnny Cade," you sighed dramatically, "where is your jacket?"
He blinked up at you. "Forgot it."
"Are you lying?" you narrowed your eyes playfully.
A tiny shrug. "Maybe."
"You are gonna freeze."
"Ain't cold."
You could tell he was lying by the way his shoulders kept tensing every few seconds from the breeze. His dark hair shifted softly in the wind, eyes tired.
"You're shivering."
"I ain't."
“You absolutely are."
Johnny looked down the street for a second like he was trying to hide a smile. "You always fuss this much?"
"Yes," you answered immediately. "And I'll continue to."
That earned you one of those small Johnny smiles. Barely there, but warm enough to make your chest ache.
But down the street, headlights turned the corner.
A white vintage car rolled slowly toward the house, shiny beneath the sunset glow.
Your mother drove with perfect posture, one hand on the wheel, curls pinned neatly beneath a silk scarf. Grocery bags sat in the passenger seat beside her while soft music crackled through the radio. She was supposed to be home at eight.
It was barely six-thirty.
Meanwhile, upstairs, you sat on the windowsill running your fingers through your hair while Johnny stared up at you like he'd forgotten how blinking worked.
"You know," you said thoughtfully, "if I escaped this house someday, I'd go somewhere with flowers everywhere."
"You wouldn't last two days outside."
Your mouth dropped open. "Johnny!"
He laughed quietly under his breath.
Then, softer, "I'd take care'a you though."
The words settled warm in your chest. Until your playfulness sparked back up.
Whilst the white car pulled into the driveway.
"Oh? So if you were a prince trying to rescue me from this tower, how would you do it."
Johnny snorted quietly. "I ain't no prince."
"Hypothetically." you rolled your eyes.
He thought for a second. "I'd probably just steal a ladder."
"That," you informed him, "was the least romantic answer anyone has ever said to me."
"Worked, didn't it?"
You covered your smile with your manicured hand.
And before you could answer—
"Who are you talking to?!"
You nearly screamed. Your entire body jerked backward from the window so fast you almost fell onto the floor.
Johnny froze below like a startled cat.
Your mother stood in your doorway holding bags, eyebrows raised so high they nearly disappeared into her hairline.
"..Uh..nobody," you squeaked.
She stared. "You are hanging halfway out your bedroom window talking to nobody."
"I was talking to myself."
"Oh, really." your mother scoffed.
"Yes."
"You stumbled away from that window like you were doing something illegal."
"Oh cmon, that's a bit dramatic."
"Oh, I have not even begun being dramatic."
She dropped the bags down terrifyingly and stopped toward the window in her jimmy choo heels.
Your soul left your body. "Mother-"
She reached the curtains and Johnny looked up directly at her.
There was a long silence.
Then Johnny, polite as ever despite looking horrified "...Evenin', ma'am."
Your mother blinked. Johnny blinked back.
Your mother pointed at him. "This boy is flattering my hydrangeas!"
"They were already flattened, ma'am." Johnny muttered.
"Johnny!" you hissed.
Your mother put a hand over her heart. "Oh, wonderful. He talks back."
"M'sorry, ma'am." He sounded genuinely terrified now.
She looked between the two of you in disbelief.
"So let me understand this correctly. Every evening while I think my daughter is reading peacefully upstairs, there is a teenage boy lurking beneath her bedroom window like some sort of Romeo?"
Johnny looked like he wanted the earth to swallow him whole.
"He ain't lurking," you defended weakly, the protest going straight over your mother's head.
"And another thing," your mother continued, now fully committed to the rant, "young man, if you break your neck staring upward every night, 1 am not paying no hospital bills."
Johnny stared at the sidewalk.
Your mother sighed dramatically. "Lord help me. You both look ridiculous."
Then she noticed the lack of jacket. "...And where is your coat?"
Johnny blinked.
"I forgot it, ma'am."
"Of course you did." She rubbed her temples. "You look skinny as a stray cat. Now....get inside before the neighbors start a rumor."
Both you and Johnny looked at her.
..Really?" you asked.
She pointed a warning finger immediately. "Your father must not find out."
"I am serious. If my husband comes home and finds a boy in this house-"
Johnny looked panicked again. "I can go-"
"No, I will not have my daughter hanging out the window, flirting with a boy for the whole neighborhood to see!"
Your face burned. "We were not flirting."
Your mother gave you a look. Then Johnny. Then back at you. "..Right."
A few minutes later, Johnny stood awkwardly inside your bedroom.
Soft golden fairy lights filled the room. Paintings leaned against the walls beside hanging flowers and shelves overflowing with books. Your curtains moved gently in the evening breeze while music played quietly from the record player in the corner.
"You can sit down," you told him.
He sat on the very edge stiff as a board. You laughed. "Why are you acting like that?"
"Your room's real nice."
"And?""
"I feel like if I touch somethin' I gotta pay for it."
You rolled your eyes and sat beside him, grinning. "Isn’t it better inside instead of standing in the bushes like some Victorian ghost."
"I do not stand in bushes."
"You absolutely do." you said bursting into giggles and laughing so hard you nearly fell sideways.
And slowly, finally, Johnny relaxed.
The sky outside darkened into deep blue while the two of you talked about everything and nothing.
About movies. About Dallas getting into another fight. About the books piled beside your bed.
Johnny listened more than he spoke, but he always did.
At some point he leaned back against your headboard carefully, like he still couldn't fully believe he was allowed there.
"You tired?" you asked softly.
"Nah." He yawned immediately after saying it.
You smiled knowingly. The room grew quieter and the warm breeze drifted through the open window.
Johnny rubbed the back of his neck absentmindedly. You noticed instantly. "I told-"
"It's fine."
"It is not." Before he could argue, you moved behind him on the bed and gently pushed his shoulders forward.
"What're you doin'?"
"Fixing your terrible decisions."
"I don't make terrible decisions."
You leaned your face real close to his, giving him a knowing look which made him roll his eyes and grudgingly accept it.
Your fingers pressed gently into the tense muscles along the back of his neck. You could actually feel how knotted his shoulders were beneath your hands.
"Johnny," you whispered, horrified, "your neck feels awful."
"S'not that bad."
"It feels like concrete."
He laughed quietly at that, eyes slipping closed despite himself. The tension slowly eased from his shoulders beneath your touch.
Johnny wasn't used to this care. "You don't gotta do all that,' he murmured sleepily.
"Yes I do." you murmured. Your fingers moved carefully through his hair near the nape of his neck.
He melted almost instantly after that. Shoulders loosening. Breathing slowing. Head leaning back slightly toward you without him even realizing it.
You smiled softly to yourself. "Told you you'd get knots.”
A pause. Then quietly he said, "Worth it."
Your heart squeezed so hard it hurt. Eventually the conversation faded completely.
Johnny ended up half laying beside you beneath the warm blankets, exhaustion finally catching up to him. His head rested near your shoulder while your hair spilled across the pillows beside him.
Outside, crickets hummed softly in the dark.
For once, Johnny looked peaceful. Not nervous or flinching at every sound. Just warm and safe.
Later that night, your mother cracked the bedroom door open carefully. She stopped immediately.
The two of you were asleep tangled in blankets beneath the golden glow of the lights and candles, Johnny still wearing the exhausted expression of someone who hadn't meant to fall asleep at all.
Your arm rested loosely around him. His hand tangled in your head, cradling your head.
Your mother stared for a long moment. Then sighed toward the ceiling. "Oh lord."
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 🌞 hello.. it’s been a while. i’m sorry for my disappearance! i’ve been very busy but now that summer 2026 is coming, expect me so much more! i will get to every single one of your guys’ request i promise! i’ve missed writing and you guys. the queen is back 🥰.
guys i’m so sorry for disappearing like that 😭! honestly it was many things. it started in summer and low-key that’s my prime so i was at functions every other day..
then school started and with all ap classes, hosa, cheer captain and dance captain it’s been a little hard! and if you guys know southern cheer coaches you’ll know it’s STRICT round here
but nonetheless, i think my writing motivation has come back yay! if you guys sent any request promise i’ll try to get to them as quick ! dw i always see them and they will get done 🤍.
‘ 𝓡𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 . (updated)
i will —
‘ i will write fem! reader for the outsiders. i also write for the karate kid and most au’s requested. i will write suggestive fics. any requests will be posted in order which they were submitted.
i will not —
‘ i will not write sa, incest, self harm, etc.
‘ at this point of my blog i will not write nsfw, but as i grow and get more comfortable i will !
‘ just don’t be weird pls. 😭
mutual tagged me in this little game, you just search up each word on pinterest and it’s how pinterest sees you !!
here’s mine :
tagged by : @roryheartz
tagging : @whoislynnie @sweetestfaiszts @faiztheap and whoever else is up for doing it!!
i feel like im officially apart of something now tagged by @sugarfaist tagging: @ambrcia , @fawnique , @geminimoonxs + whoever else wants to!!
thank u for tagging me!!! this is so cute 💖
no pressure tags! @strawberrisummer @softstarr @cool-blog-name @floraleez and whoever wants to do it!!
THANK YOU SM FOR THE TAG! 🫶🫶
no pressure tags !! :: @planetscobell @faiztheap @aviaraindre + whoever wants to joinn!!
thank you for the tag @floraleez! ♡
bye my pinterest feed actually knows me for once 😭
— no pressure tags: @diorgirl444 @winnysdoll @marilyn-girly @r0seb100d & whoever wishes to join! 🌟
Thank you for the tag @planetscobell !!
No pressure tags: @pearlheartclub @johnnycadesmuse @johnnycadesslut @callme-holly @lassoutlaws @dinerlana @jamesdeanbby @kahkie @avroravia @rhea-is-bored-again @sxarlet-2094 @marilyn-girly + anyone else!
wait why’d this kinda eat…
no pressure tags !! @isasweetie, @callme-holly, @johnnycadesmuse, @marilyn-girly, @diorgirl444, @u1tr4-vio1ence!
this is lowkey cute, ty @avroravia for tagging me!
no pressure tags: @r0seb100d @johnnycadesslut @seilahdiaries
soo cute, tysm @johnnycadesmuse for the tag ˊᗜˋ
i lovee my hometown
no pressure ! @imausteja @atpeacee @pinklaceddiary @winnysdoll @kahkie
honeymoon baby
❝ let’s just go back to the way it was, when we were on honeymoon avenue .❞ 𝓯! reader . fluff hurt kissing
you and dallas were never really a thing. there were no labels, no promises or no sappy declarations.
just him. showing up on a random wednesday ready to steal you away from cozy afternoons and your fairy lights. he’d lean on your front gate with a cigarette and a lazy smirk you knew too well.
♱ *ೃ.⋆ username tag game!
pick a song starting with each letter of your username ♡
j → jesse's girl by rick springfield. a → army dreamers by kate bush. m → más duele by andrés calamaro. e → elevator man by oingo boingo. s → spanish eyes by elvis presley. d → doll parts by hole. e → everybody loves somebody by dean martin. a → all shook up by elvis presley. n → nope your too late i already died by wifiskeleton. b → boarding school by lana del rey. b → beautiful boy (darling boy) by john lennon. y → yes sir, i can boogie by baccara.
tagging : ( @johnnycadesmuse , @johnnycadesslut , @twobitsblade , @r0seb100d , @kahkie )
Thank you for the tag @jamesdeanbby !! ❤︎
(I'm replacing the numbers with their letters lol)
r ~ roseblood by mazzy star (duh)
o ~ out of touch by daryl hall and john oates
s ~ strangers by ethel cain
e ~ eyes without a face by billy idol
b ~ baby, I love you by the ramones
l ~ living legend by lana del rey
o ~ off to the races by lana del rey
o ~ only over you by fleetwood mac
d ~ dancing barefoot by patti smith
tags: @johnnycadesslut @kahkie @dinerlana @sxarlet-2094 @avroravia @ccorinthians + anyone else :)
Thanks for the tags darlins !
k - Kill Bill by SZA
a - All I wanted by Paramore
h - Houdini by Eminem
k - King of Carrot Flowers by Neutral Milk Hotel
i - IFHY by Tyler, The Creator
e - EW! by Jimmy Fallon
(Apparently I don’t listen to ANY songs that start with K???)
Tags : @imausteja - @msrpwriter - @tiredv0idd - @johnnycadesmuse - @strawberriesncherrys - and anyone else who would like to join !
thank you for the tag!!!<3
i - it ain’t me babe by joan baez
m - my kind of woman by mac demarco
a - all i need by radiohead
u - ultraviolence by lana del rey
s - sleepyhead by passion pit
t - take my breath away by berlin
e - everlong by foo fighters
j - just for now by imogen heap
a - anything by adrianne lenker
very mixed music taste clearly😭
tags: @seilahdiaries @avroravia @diorgirl444 @marilyn-girly (no pressure)
Thank you for the tag!! @imausteja
m - my girl by the temptations
a - angel by shaggy
r - ruby tuesday by the rolling stones
i - i can dream, can’t I? by cass elliot
l - love by nancy adams
y - you’re so vain by carly simon
n - november rain by guns n’ roses
g - gangsta boy by lana del rey
i- i’m every woman by chaka khan
r - running up that hill by kate bush
l - layla by derek & the dominos
y - you don’t own me by lesley gore
I have a really mixed up music taste but I doubt you could see that here
tags: @seilahdiaries @pintrestgrl @dinerdweller @reddcrayonn @planetscobell (no pressure!) 💗
tysm for the tag @marilyn-girly @imausteja !!
s - summer love - justin timberlake
e - everything is embarrassing - sky ferreira
i - i can see you - taylor swift
l - losing you - solange
a - after midnight - chappell roan
h - headphones on - addison rae
d - dont smile - sabrina carpenter
i - i want you back - *nsync
a - always - daniel caesar
r - right here - justin bieber
i - i only want to be with you - tommy february6
e - everything she wants - wham!
s - someone to call my lover - janet jackson
tags | @pinklaceddiary @winnysdoll @planetscobell no pressure 🤍
i’m abt to post these fics back to back like theyre back shots
i just watched the most life changing rusty james edit of my life.
𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡 ?
in which ❝ . your their rapunzel girl . ❞
۪ ֹ ᮫ warnings . . . none? strict household maybe. and fluff જ⁀➴ ⋮ ⌗ 𝓯! reader x the outsiders !
🌞 idk why i randomly thought of a rapunzel coded reader but i did lmao. should i do like a belle or aurora one ??
now playing . . . something that i want - grace potter
𝗣𝗢𝗡𝗬𝗕𝗢𝗬 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗦 .
you’re not really allowed to go out, so he comes over after school with you with his book and lays on the floor reading them outloud to you. so cute!
you’re obsessed with reading and poetry like him, so you always ask what pony thinks a line means. and then he starts yapping while you listen ☺️.
you guys draw stars on the ceiling of your room together.
eventually, after proving he’s a “good kid,” your parents start getting looser and start letting you go out— only with him.
but he never— ever. minds being stuck inside with you.
the curtains flutter. you’re lying on your bed, fingers dangling off the edge. and he’s looking through your book shelf, flipping through a paperback.
“hey. doesn’t it get boring? being stuck here with me?”
he glanced at you. then smiles softly.
“nah, not if i’m stuck here with you.”
𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞. 𓍯𓂃
IN WHICH the greasers mess up and regret it .
warnings swearing, tiny angst, fluff, the boys are down bad😭 𝓯! reader x the outsiders .
𓍼 i think i could eat avocado toast for the rest of my life and be okay. also i don’t get why ppl don’t like the self tanner smell or maybe it’s the fact my tanner smells like coconut idek.
𝗗𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗔𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡
you hadn’t even meant it that seriously when you said it—just a teasing little murmur.
“you’re never sweet to me y’know that?”
but of course, dallas being dallas, he got very defensive.
he shrugged you off, your spot tucked under his arm and your head laid on his chest was forgotten. he lit a cigarette and said something like, “you want sweet, go date a lil’ bitch.”
the warmth in the smokey room vanished. next thing you knew you tugged your ballet flats on, and just walked out. slamming the door just a little bit for dramatic effect.
he lasted two nights btw.
two whole nights of no contact before he was pacing his room like a gooner on no nut november. muttering under his breath like “i ain’t callin’ her. hell no. she’s the one who walked out.”
then five seconds later he’s in bathroom mirror like “come on, dallas. what if she hates you. what if she actually already got a new bitch?!”
୨ৎ you and everything french. 𝐒. 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒
. . . four times you’ve tried catching Soda’s attention, and the one time you did.
imagine ! જ⁀➴ ⋮ ⌗ 𝓯! reader warnings . . . none
🪽 tysm for the recent likes! i love you all and i hope you guys enjoy thiss, guys i love writing a silly reader. listen to the song while reading! now playing . . . i can see you - taylor swift
you’re not exactly sure when your crush on sodapop curtis started.
maybe eighth grade, the year he got taller and when you started noticing little things— like the way his voice changed when he laughed or the way his pretty eyes sparkled when he did something he wasn’t suppose to.
despite that, you guys never really talked. it was always just mere you dropped this, or do you have a pencil? nothing that would mean he noticed you or thought of you in another way other than just his classmate.
then sandy happened— and you told yourself you were fine with it, ignoring seeing them hold hands and make out in the hallways. and you were respectful, you stopped writing his initial and yours with a heart, you hummed songs instead of romanticizing every word he said, and you waited. waited till it went away.
୨ৎ — TAG GAME !!
let pinterest describe you to its best abilitys and share how accurate you believe it is!! use the first picture that pops up!!
first search “aesthetic”, then “character”, and lastly “me”
i think mine is pretty accurate!!😭
no pressure tags ⋆˙⟡ @mattybsgroupie @bernardsbendystraws @mattsweethrt @mattscoquette @whore4mattandchris @whor3ing @stvrniolostan @chrisbratt333 + anyone else who would like to join in!!
— have fun ᥫ᭡
Aesthetic, Character, & Me!
Tag for fun! @bernardsbendystraws @lovesturni0l0s @sturniowhore @humpster35 @thenickgirl @oopsiedaisydeer
aesthetic, character and me!!
pretty accurate i guess shbsjshs :>
npts! @sweetshuga @strnilolover @55sturn @mattsstarlet @sirensdollesque @sturnsblogs @httpssturns @y3sterdaysproblem @malsmind @lilolebambi @mi-co-uk
aesthetic, charecter, and me (〃´ω`〃)
kinda accurate??
tags- @fawnquette @lilolebambi @ev1ldeadboy @sturnsblogs @milosturns @sweetsturns
aesthetic ✸ character ✸ me.
this is actually very accurate oh my gosh—?!
no pressure tags : @pinkmattrr @humpster35 @silverspringsstare @sturnsflirt 🫶🏾
aesthetic character me
this was so cute ; i enjoyed !!!!!!
no pressure 🏷️ @clemmency @chaewonone1 @lacyydollette @etherealval @sweeethrt @sweetsturns
aesthetic ꒱ character ꒱ me
thank u for the tag pretty girl <3 yall tag me in these silly little posts i love em!!!
TAGS 💌 @hittmeandtellmeyouremine @starkeyszn @pointocean @urcoolgf @rafeysbrat @sweeethrt @isasweetie @littlelamy @mqyra no pressure <3
my lovie! @lacyydollette
aesthetic • character • me
npts: @drewsephrry @rafesteddy @bluemerakis @bruisedfig @wintfleur @rafesbabygirlx @rafesplaymate @soangelbaby @soldiersgirl @cokewithcameron @inbred-eater @cokeangell @cameronsbabydoll @cherrygirlfriend @maybanksangel @nemesyaaa @bejeweledinterludes
aesthetic ‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹ character ‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹ me ‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹
this is so accurate omg
NPT: @cameronsbabydoll @esotericcangel @raahosh @tacobacoyeet @ihatethecrowdsyouknowthat @plaidcowboy @artstennisracket @sweeethrt @dollyfetti @grimsonandclover @jesuistrestriste @jordiemeow @littlesoulshine @zyafics @voidsuites @blossomingorchids @mariasont @inbred-eater
⋆𐙚₊˚🪽⊹♡
aesthetic ❥ character ❥ me
this is honestly pretty accurate! ty for choosing me<3
@dearmisshoney @rafeysbrat @urcoolgf @nottsstar @nottslove @berrystarkey @riddlesbunny @rafesbimbo
i love you @esotericcangel and @lacyydollette for tagging me angels !!
aesthetic ⟢ character ⟢ me
npt: @cameronsbabydoll @rafessecret @rafesgreasycurtainbangs @rafesangelita @isasweetie @sweeethrt @fawnquette @fee224 @urcoolgf @dollyfiles @wildfiig @soangelbaby @slvbun
thank u for the tag @rafeysbrat and @lacyydollette ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა
aesthetic ♡ character ♡ me
no pressure tags : @avroravia @suncove @cameronsbabydoll @dearapril @rotapathetic @dollyfiles
awhhh thank u isa!!!
aesthetic - character - me
tags - @diorgirl444, @r0seb100d, @suncove, @twobitsblade, @u1tr4-vio1ence (no pressure <3)
Thank you for the tag @avroravia 🩷🩷
aesthetic ~ character ~ me
no pressure tags: @twobitsblade @dallaswinstontruther @dinerlana @johnnycadesslut
Tysm for the tag @r0seb100d ✨
Aesthetic character Me
I think mines accurate
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in a way, its accurate but not at the same time lolol
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Thank you for the tag!! @planetscobell 💗
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I think this is definitely accurate 😭
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thank you for the tag @marilyn-girly <33
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i think they are pretty accurate! esp rapunzel🌝
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omgg tysm for the tag @imausteja !! ˊᗜˋ
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i mean i loveee satc and God so its accurate!
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lovey dovey. 𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒
fem! reader . ꪆ୧ . drabble fluff . just made this meanwhile i finish up proofreading the fics !
it was the late evening, the soft glow in your room and the polished wooden floors accompanying only you two.
the air smelled faintly of cinnamon and like the vanilla lotion you always used, familiar and sweet.
sodapop was leaned against your headboard, his legs lazily stretched out over the flower-detailed sheets. sitting on his lap, your hair a bit messy from him running his fingers through it prior.
you were flushed— your lips especially, strawberry stained and a little swollen.
the make out ending in giggles, when your nose smooshed against his too hard.
“you kiss like ima run away,” you said teasingly, fingernails coated a milky pink and all, gently fiddling with his grease-free hair.
he chuckled, his hands ghosting over the lace detailing on her shorts. finally resting and lightly gripping the soft flesh beneath. his touch was light, boyish and reverent.
“can’t help it when the prettiest girl in all of tulsa is sittin’ in my lap.”
you met his eyes, lashes full and curled, eyes soft and searching. “oh yeah?”
soda smiled, gentle and dopey. “yeah,”
then you both laughed after a moment of silence— not because it was awkward, but because it was romantic, and that kinda thing still made you shy.
“c’mere.” he murmured, lifting you up by your waist and adjusting you in his lap, so you were chest to chest. you couldn’t keep your eyes off him, and you could feel his warm breath on your face.
although you probably knocked over a couple of stuffed animals, or “your kids” as y’all liked to call them—at this time you didn’t care.
you were just two young lovers, leaning in. taking advantage of the empty house like it belonged to you two.