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Good morning to the single strip of wallpaper left in the Curtis bathroom 💕
Empty house
Darrel Curtis X reader! Smut! Read at your own risk
Inspired by this ask!
The Curtis household was strangely quiet when you entered a few hours earlier, at around 7 pm. Usually, dally or two-bit would be watching tv or eating stuff from the fridge, but today? No one.
You sat on the couch, full from your dinner and tired after cleaning most of the kitchen and living room.
Darry’s dinner was already in the kitchen-some eggs, bread, and steak, just waiting for him.
The front door creaked open, a large figure filling up most of the doorway stepping in. He looked as shocked as you did when you realized that there was no one at home.
“Hey sweetheart,” he murmured, taking off his worn jacket before leaning down to kiss you. You kissed him back, one hand going behind his neck to gently pull him in.
“Hi, dinners in the microwave.” He hummed at your words, carefully sitting on the empty space beside you on the ripping couch. “Where’s everyone?” He asked, stretching his neck side to side till there was a small pop.
“Not sure, they weren’t here when I came earlier.”
He grunted, worry lines automatically crossing his face before you quickly smoothed them out. “Don’t worry, sodapop and ponyboy are probably together;their like two peas in a pod. You said, attempting to soothe him-and it did seem to work.
You stood up, tugging his hand until he was up with you. A mischievous smile that he knew all to well was growing on your face as you tugged him towards the bedroom. “C’mon, we have the whole house to ourselves. Why not make the most of it?”
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“Mmh, Darry! Oh…fuck!” You whimpered below him. Clothes were scattered all over the bedroom floor, the room dark except for the small lamp on your nightstand. You grinded against him, scratching your fingernails down his back. He hissed, large hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises.
“You like that?” He breathed, one hand snaking down to rub where you were most sensitive, making your body jolt in pleasure. The room was filled with the soft plaping of skin against skin.
You cry out when his cock hits the spongy part inside of you, pulling out then pushing back in to hit it every time.
His mouth came down to kiss your lips, still continuing the intense intimacy below. You kissed him back instantly, nipping at his bottom lip before letting go. His kiss swallowed all of your pleas and moans, muffled now but still quite loud.
“”Shh, godda keep quiet, yeah? Wouldn’t want any of the kids to come home and hear this.”
You nodded wildly, anything so he would keep going, and tangled your fingers through his hair, tugging hard enough to loosen at least a few strands.
If he cared, well, it didn’t look like it judging by the way he never stopped pounding into you.
“Darry, oh, I’m so close,” you whined, burying your face in his shoulder to suppress your loud moans.
“Cum for me, sweetheart, c’mon.” He grunted, his thumb pressing circles onto your clit.
With one last squeeze, you both let go, his cock riding through both yours and his orgasm.
He carefully pulled out of your sensitive hole, rolling over beside you so he didn’t accidentally crush you.
You were still panting as he went to the bathroom, coming back with a damp towel slung over his shoulder and boxers on.
He kneeled down in front of the bed, gently prying your thighs apart to clean you off. “Love yah,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss onto your inner thigh before crawling back up the bed. You were already half asleep as he spooned you, throwing the covers over your naked body.
“Don’t forget…dinner…” you mumbled into your pillow, making him chuckle.
“Yeah, goin’ right now.”
Been quite a while since I’ve written smut tbh
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The Curtis house
Trying to figure out the layout to this house wasn’t easy.
I’m not even sure it’s even accurate going off only photos but it’s the closest I could get
And I feel like no one talks about it as much, which is weird because how else are you supposed to get accurate fanfic writing house layouts
Without knowing what the inside looks like…
Anyway here’s the layout I did in the sims house I made for them.
Felt like posting it just so if anyone has the question of what does the inside look like (like I did) it’s here for everyone (not just sim players)
Also the question of where the f**k did Darry sleep.
But you got two bedrooms in the back, dining, kitchen, bathroom and living. So do with this information that you want
i feel like the gang stays @ the curtis house a lot... and because of that, i think two-bit enjoys having an audience.
i’ve decided that every day when darry comes home, two-bit jumps him. full on jumps on top of him, usually yellin’ some kind of crazy war cry. darry just throws him off onto the couch (thankfully), and even though it’s stupid, they do it every day as a kind of routine, because it makes johnny smile.
Curtis home/outsiders house floor plan [Detailed]
After a week straight of complete insanity, it is done. Looked through movie shots, the museum, book mentions and assumptions. My hope is that this we’ll be useful to the whole fandom, especially if you write or draw. I think the floor plan can be applicable across all versions as well, doesn’t go against the book, isn’t clear in the musical (to my understanding anyway). It looks big because I’m detailed but the house is actually pretty small. More notes under the cut;
Details that matter to no one but me. Part a million
Finally figured out that the thing behind two-bit is a radio. For a while I thought it might’ve been a window mount AC unit but I think that’s on the other wall. It’s just a massive radio, even for then, also behind the one chair I’m 50% sure that’s a set of TV trays…
Picturing the Curtis family or the gang having dinner in the living room around the Tv when there’s a special showing… ough
I would say I’m dangerously close to “corn-plating” but I’ve been there since day one. It’s not for a lack of stuff to say more a — god every little detail is so real/ raw and intentional. Book and movie
Actually reading my books from the museum, Amen Susie. Amen
And I feel this quote too speaks to what she said and Francis’s understanding and impact as someone dedicated to putting book to screen. Especially this one
Curtis house at Christmas time
Obsessed with the museum done up for the holidays, it’s really cute. Though honestly I don’t know if they’d do any lights after their parents died… the electric bill… (modern LEDs are so blue compared to traditional lights 😭 we’ve lost so much)
Also here’s some photos they shared a few years back of snow! And some Christmas photos from the actual house (by the family who lived in it irl but it’s also nice period Christmas: