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Warnings: Some Sexual References, Underage Smoking, Tiny Mention Of Death
Summary: Things that come with dating Ponyboy Curtis.
A/N: I love Pony so much omg!! And a Stand by Me reference??
Inappropriate jokes from Two-Bit and Dally 24/7
“Say Ponyboy, your hair looks a bit messy did you finally get laid!” Two-Bit laughed as he walked past you and Ponyboy towards the TV.
“Shut up Two-Bit! You’re just jealous you don’t have a partner of some sort!” He retorted, slinging his arm over your shoulder.
"But when are you exactly thinking of getting laid?" Dally chimes in, laughs erupting from him and Two-Bit.
"Come on Dally, they're only fourteen!" Darry sighed, walking towards the door.
Being able to recite Nothing Gold Can Stay
Even if you don't like poetry Ponyboy will still recite Nothing Gold Can Stay many times a day, after a few weeks you will also be able to recite his favourite poem with him.
Being greeted every morning with a kiss on the cheek before Pony walks you to school
"Honey, your boyfriend is here!" Your mum shouted, as you finished off your hair.
You slipped on your shoes and ran to the front door, "Hey Pony!" you grinned, hugging the boy.
"Hey Y/N, lookin' beautiful as always!" Ponyboy mumbled, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.
"Alright kids, have fun!" Your mum smiled as you both walked hand-in-hand down the street.
Sneaking into the drive-in together
You let out a sigh as you fell into a chair at the back of the drive-in, Ponyboy beside you.
"What is this movie Pony?" You mumbled, looking over him.
"I don't know, it looks decent though," he smiled, grabbing your hand and pulling you up, " let's go grab some drinks!"
Having to chew gum before heading home to attempt to cover the smell of smoke
You laid your head on Ponyboy's shoulder, a puff of smoke leaving your lips, "I cherish these moments," you sighed.
"Me too," he kissed your forehead.
Out of curiosity you checked your watch, your eyes widened as you jumped up. "Pony! I need to be home in five minutes!"
"Alright come on let's go," he sighed.
"Wait! I need some gum to cover the smell," you said quickly.
"Okay, I don't think it will help very much, the smell will be on your clothes." He told you handing you a pack of gum.
"It's fine for being able to run past my mum and into my room," you reassured him, putting a stick of the gum in your mouth.
Soda and Darry being like older siblings to you
"Y/N! Do you need something to eat before you leave?" Darry shouted through the house.
"No thanks Darry, I'm not hungry!"
"Okay kid, but make sure you eat later," he replied with a smile.
Helping him bleach his hair
After Johnny's death Ponyboy decided that he would keep his hair blond to always have something of his late friend.
"Pony stay still!" You giggled, as he slightly bounced his head.
"Why?" He grinned.
"Because the bleach will drip out!"
Him calling you darling and love
He heard people in movies calling each other love and darling so he thought he would start doing, safe to say he simply loved it.
"Hey Pony!" You beamed, hugging the boy in front of you.
"Hi darlin' you seem excited," he laughed as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
Study Dates
One of the things that you think of when you hear the name Ponyboy Curtis is intelligence, he is undoubtedly extremely smart so study dates is a must
"I don't get it!" You complained, leaning back in your seat.
"What don't you get?" Ponyboy asked you, looking over your work.
“I don’t get any of it Pony!” You groaned.
Him zoning out, engrossed in your beauty
Your clear words slowly turned into mumbles to Ponyboy as he stared at you, he adored how passionate you got, the way your eyes lit up when you were talking about something you are interested by, your soft lips rapidly moving as the words fell from them, your hands bringing your story alive.
“Pony! Are you even listening to me?” She snapped, taking the boy out of his trance.
“Yes?” He answered sheepishly.
You gave him a knowing look before softly smiling and pulling him into you, “what am i going to do with you?” You sighed..
Hello, dearest! Greetings from your girl, Phe. I finally mustered up the courage to thrust myself onto this journey, since writing is my absolute joy and I would love to start sharing it. I am still to understand how I will be doing it, since English is not my first language and well, life can get a bit hectic at times, but... here’s to new beginnings!
This blog, as far as my idea of it goes, is a place to share my undying love for everything gone. The 80s, the 90s, music, rock n’ roll and self expression. I guess we’ll see how it evolves, but I would love to have some mutuals and - you guessed it! - readers. When I’ll publish something of mine... No idea. I’ll just answer like Rihanna ‘ dotdotdot ’.
We’ll see what the future has in store, but for now, i hope to find new beautiful souls to tag along for the ride.
Summary: Strip-poker in the library because Brian calls the reader a stick in the mud
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People being cruel to you wasn’t new.
You weren’t the sort of person that people respected from the start, as a general rule, especially not in a high school crowd, and that wasn’t something you ever got a chance to forget.
However, there were just some things that even you couldn’t forgive and move on from.
As it would turn out, letting Brian “the brain” Johnson call you a stick in the mud had just moved to the top of that list.
...And he thought it was funny.
You had gotten stuck in detention with a whole cast of losers because of a simple misunderstanding but somewhere along the line, everyone decided that silence wasn’t going to work for the time you were here.
They wanted to get to know each other, and you had gotten caught in the middle of that.
In all fairness though, you hadn’t had much to say up until this point. You had never spoken to any of these people in your life, and you weren’t really itching to break that streak.
Besides, they all had friends of their own, no matter how strange they may have been and they didn’t need you for anything.
Not that any of that mattered to you as soon as Brian cracked his little joke.
You knew that it was meant to draw attention away from him, and the fact that he didn’t have much of anything to contribute either but that wasn’t an excuse you were willing to accept.
All you wanted to do was wait this out until you could go home, but that wasn’t an option anymore.
His jab was a direct attack on you as a person, and you couldn’t let that stand. Maybe he had a point, maybe you could be a little bit uptight but maybe that was because people never really wanted to get to know you for you.
Everyone who ever bothered to waste their time with you only did it to play some cruel joke on you or make a point about how far removed you were from the social circle.
It was never because of you.
...And you were tired of it.
“Really? You think I’m a stick in the mud? Well, would a stick in the mud do this?” you countered, reaching down into your bag to fish out a deck of cards. It was one of those things you just always had on you, but not really for this purpose.
Though, you weren’t going to even second guess yourself in the moment. You knew that if you did, you may lose your edge.
“Who’s down for a round of strip poker? I’ll go first” you huffed, letting your upset inform most of your actions without even giving it any sort of thought. It didn’t matter.
No one could say or do anything that would be more humiliating than that.
They all already thought you were a complete and total loser, and this wasn’t going to make that image any worse.
Now, at that, you attracted a little bit of attention but from no one more than John Bender, who had been secretly eyeing you for the last half hour. He couldn’t have seen this coming, not in a million years.
However, he wasn’t complaining when you reached down around your hips and pulled your shirt up and around your shoulders. “Come on? Who’s a stick in the mud now?” you taunted, dropping the flimsy fabric to the ground.
It was a strange display, one that Claire looked on with distaste but you didn’t care. You just ignored the way her pretty face screwed up as she looked at you, pouting like a child.
Her opinion of you didn’t matter.
“You all can have your opinions all you want but I call your bluff and all of a sudden I’m out of line. You all should be ashamed of yourselves” you grumbled, mad that they would act this way.
In all this time, they had been looking down at you for not being as sexual as they thought you ought to be but now that you were trying, no one had anything to say.
It just proved to you that the problem didn’t lie in the way you expressed yourself sexually. The problem was you.
...And that was fine, if they wanted to act that way.
“Whatever” you huffed, angry now that no one was saying or doing anything. You had been trying to make a point, trying to prove how wrong they’d been to judge you only to be met with more judgement.
You couldn’t believe it.
So, you did the only thing you could think to do. You picked your shirt up off the ground, along with what little dignity you could scrap up and headed for the back of the room.
You didn’t have to sit here and let them humiliate you.
The room was silent when you left for a few moments before John got up from where he’d been sitting and followed you there. Having just watched the whole thing go down, he knew somebody had to talk you down.
...And no one better to do so than him.
Not that you really wanted to talk to anyone right now.
“You doing okay?” he asked, approaching you inside the room after closing the door behind himself. After all, he had to make sure that you two had some privacy to talk this over without all those jokers interrupting.
You weren’t.
However, you knew better than to tell him that and just shrugged instead. “I’ll be fine” you decided, not really caring anyway. You had already put your shirt back on and now you were just sitting in your own pity.
As far as you were concerned, Bender needed to just go back to the others and leave you alone.
You couldn’t even imagine the ridicule you would endure for what you’d just done, which would be much worse than ever before. You shouldn’t have even tried to prove Brian wrong before.
He would never understand.
“Really? Cause you seem pretty upset” he reasoned, sitting down beside you on the lounge chair, across from the coffee table. It was a lounge room for all intensive purposes but more than anything, you were just glad it was separate.
Though, you were just shocked that he had really noticed. As far as you knew, Bender hadn’t even really noticed.
“Just because I know it was all a joke at my expense. They were making fun of me” you allowed, realizing just how much it had upset you. But why? You had dealt with a lot in your life regarding the way you looked.
What was it about this time that hurt so bad?
You assumed it was because John was there, and you had always had a crush on him. It was bad enough that he didn’t seem to care about you in the least, but now he’d seen you make a fool of yourself.
It was truly wonderful.
“You probably think I’m out of my mind”
That comment came later, much smaller and pitiful but John didn’t understand why. He didn’t think you were out of your mind, and he understood where you were coming from.
In fact, Bender found himself thinking about how brave you were for going out of your way to prove them wrong. Not very many people would have the guts to do that.
He certainly wouldn’t have.
“It was pretty badass, actually” he laughed, plucking a small piece of lint from your shirt though you didn’t even pay the action any mind. It was hard not to admire what you’d just done.
Even if it wasn’t as graceful as you wanted it to be, John thought it did exactly what it needed to do. Until you started taking it out on yourself, you had really put them in their place.
Brian could never compare to that level of awesome he had witnessed in you previously.
“Really? Why?” you wondered, wiping the single tear that had fallen away from your cheek as you waited for him to explain. In your mind, it couldn’t have been farther from the truth.
Though, Bender was quick to make sense of it.
“That was one of the most awesome things I’ve ever seen. You practically knocked them all on their asses” he grinned, pretty proud for whatever reason.
He had never thought about it before, but now that it was just the two of you in this closed space, John understood why he cared so much. He had always been drawn to you but he’d never witnessed so much power in another person.
In those few moments when you took back all that control they had over you with their cruel words and actions, you gave them hell and John would do anything to see it again.
Not that he could focus on that for too long.
Instead, he wanted you to understand that he was going to make sure that no one else was ever going to mention this if John had anything to say about it. After what you’d done, they should have nothing but respect for you.
You were willing to put yourself all out there to make a point, and he was going to make sure they got the message.
