this is gonna be a long one but I have a hell of an idea for biker! johnny x school friend! reader🙏
so essentially, pony and reader are like really close, sorta like how he and Johnny are in the book. They’re always hanging out, but she’s never met the gang. So one might, he brings her down to the bar to introduce them to the name they’ve heard so much about. They get to know one another and all that jazz, but the one person who can’t seem to stop thinking of her is Johnny. Inevitably, they start hanging out, blah blah blah, they start falling for each other, but pony notices. And he gets pissed. He tells Johnny to “quit stealin’ his best friend,” so Johnny lays off, despite having been one shared glance away from kissing her. But reader notices the fact he keeps ignoring her. The fact he doesn’t come to her place when his parents are fighting. The fact he doesn’t walk her to school anymore. It tears her to shreds — and Pony once again notices. He also notices Johnny’s now cold and quiet. Too quiet. So then he sets them up or something and they get to be cute and kiss and be all silly 😋
(holy fuckin shit this is long 😖🥀💔)
Hello, I Love You
Johnny Cade x school friend! reader
notes: been in a slump after exams tbh, hope this isn't terrible >.<
wc: 1.4k cw: none I think, slight mentions of smoking & drinking ig
The world was ending. Or, at least, that's what it felt like to Pony. He had messed up, can you blame him? He just wanted to keep his friends, not lose them to each other.
It wasn't like Ponyboy had many friends at school; they all cowered away from his greasy hair and biker jacket, which is why meeting you was such a blessing. You didn't care who his friends were or what he got up to outside of school, you didn't even care about how he dressed. You never judged the clothes that hung loosely on him or the shoes he always wore with multiple holes in them, you never judged the amount he smoked or the language he used, you didn't even mind that he was the youngest boy in school. You were a blessing to him.
That's why he finally took the plunge into inviting you to meet his friends. His greasy, slimy, no-good biker friends who swore like sailors and fought like their lives depended on it. And you were looking forward to it. It was always hard work trying to find out about them through Ponyboy, he was never proud of how they acted and didn't feel the need to answer all your questions. This was a big deal.
The smoke filled your lungs as soon as you stepped into the bar. Not the kind you were used to, it was cheap smoke that sent you into a cough which you were trying to be subtle with. Ponyboy led you through the curious, perverted eyes of men who looked like they should be back home with their wives and kids (who probably weren't much younger than you) but instead spent their time drinking and riding.
You both approached a table crowded with seats, which were filled with loud boys and beer bottles that the bar girls hadn't bothered to take away yet, cluttering the small surface. Ponyboy obnoxiously cleared his throat to grab their attention; it worked, and suddenly an abundance of eyes were on you.
"Hey guys, this is my friend-" Ponyboy began before being interrupted by multiple of his friends at once.
"You have other friends? Not cool man."
"Your friend is a chick? This kid pulls more than me, it ain't fair."
"So, how did you find the money to get her to hang around you?"
"Look at how much he's grown, feel like a proud mother right now."
"Stop it, you know Pony's friend was a girl so stop teasin' him. Y'all are givin' me a headache." The oldest one finally speaks, louder than the others. They shut up, but still quietly chuckle to themselves. Only one of them had stayed quiet this whole time, just smirking at the other's words, he was the one who took your interest. He was different; he was not loud or shy, just silent, he wasn't nursing a drink or rushing through his pack of cigarettes as quickly as others and he certainly didn't look as well groomed as the others. Maybe that's what drew you to him. His tousled, yet still greased, hair, his bruised hands and swollen eye, his worn denim jacket and the shirt that looked ever so slightly big on his slim frame. It hit you, hard; the realisation that he hadn't even said a word and yet you were infatuated with him.
You hadn't even realised that Pony was nearly done with introductions.
"And this is Johnny Cade." He smiled, a tiny smile but one that made your heart flutter. One of them, Sodapop, you think, pulled up a chair between him and Johnny for you. You were shoulder to shoulder at this point, he was warm but was against the idea of taking his jacket off when you suggested. He must be one of those who believe in never taking off their colours. That's when the conversations started, they were so natural with him, never feeling pressured to continue or shamed for taking a break, he was so naturally caring towards you which didn't help with your fast-growing crush.
It was about an hour later when you started the walk home, a certain greaser by your side. He must've enjoyed talking to you as much as you did him; the offer of the company was unexpected and it seemed it was to him too, he blurted it out the second you stood up. Not that you minded either, his voice was soothing and his presence even more so.
That's how it all started.
It became routine to hear three taps on your window nearly every night, Johnny being battered and seeking some time of shelter. He even started showing up to school more often, walking you every day even if he didn't make it past the front gates. The time you two spent together became more and more, no one batted an eye when you would walk into the bar anymore because Johnny would be by your side. But Ponyboy noticed too.
And he didn't like it.
It faded out. No, it suddenly ended, all of it. He didn't come to your house anymore, instead making peace with the sludgy floor at the lot and his jacket wrapped tightly around him. You were late to school, waiting for him as long as you could until your father forcefully told you to get out and get to class, he didn't go to school that day, or since. The only reason you knew he was even alive was because of Ponyboy, and when you visited the bar after that first day.
Everything was the same, kind of. Ponyboy didn't seem happy to be bringing you, but he hadn't been in a good mood for a while. As you approached, Johnny didn't even look up, he didn't grab you a chair or offer you a drink. Something was weird.
"Hi Johnny, you okay?" You ask, standing awkwardly next to him.
"Mhm." He moved his eyes around the room, anywhere but you. It was painful and everyone could feel it. You tried to talk to him and offered to go for a walk only to be met with short, dry answers. It wasn't long before you found a cue to leave.
It was killing not only you but Johnny too. His heart silently shattered at his behaviour, but he just wanted to do what was best for Ponyboy.
It was only the day before all of this that Pony had even told Johnny about how he was feeling. It all just came out in one angry burst after hearing all day from you about Johnny just to then have Johnny do the same.
"Stop it, man! Quit stealin' my best friend, go find a girl on your own." He fumes, puffing on his cigarette to try to calm down. That's why Johnny backed off, not wanting to upset Ponyboy more than he already had.
It took a few days for the selfish joy to wear off of Pony for him to see how much it impacted you both. At lunch you barely talked anymore, pushing around the food on your plate before just putting it in the bin. And Johnny crawled back inside of himself, just like how he acts when he is vulnerable; it was the same way he acted after those socs jumped him a couple of months ago. When Pony noticed this, he felt terrible.
He really fucked up this time, guilt was eating at him. That's why he decided to get over himself and get you two reunited.You weren't very happy at his begging for you to come to the bar with him.
"Look, Ponyboy. I don't think this is a good idea-"
"No, it is! You won't have to go inside I just wanna pick something up." He was practically dragging you along before coming to a stop, leaving you outside while he ran in. It was only a minute or two later when he came back outside, Johnny Cade behind him.
"Hey," Johnny says, looking down at his feet. Ponyboy quietly slips back inside, not that either of you noticed.
"Hi."
"Look, I really am sorry. Ponyboy was sayin' I was taking you from him and I didn't want to get in his way. I'm barely in school, he needs someone to sit with." Nerves were vibrating off him as he spoke, his hand rubbing the back of his neck, a sheepish look on his face.
"I should've guessed. I wish you just told me, I was worried sick I messed up." You admit, smiling softly at him.
"No, you definitely didn't."
"So, we're okay?" You ask, stepping closer to him.
"More than okay." The blush was pigmented on both of your cheeks and he was smiling too now. That's when he came towards you and leaned in.
That's when I fell for ── .✦ the leader of the pack
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°˖➴ Rough bars were dotted all over Tulsa, and this one should be no different. Apart from these 7 boys who seemed to be regulars there with slicked hair and handmade bikes from old scrap material that seemed to live outside the packed place.
⟢ bikeriders! au for The Outsiders
⟢ The timeline starts in 1965, still taking place in Tulsa. I do not know much about motorbikes but I'll do my best!!
̗̀➛ main masterlist | rules
°˖➴ content warnings : violence [cannon typical] , mentions of sex , smoking & alcohol use and swearing . For every story , I will write the warnings, so any not listed here will be named .
CAST
the gang
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Darrel Curtis - the stoic one
ꪆৎ Barely leaving the pool table, Darrel was always hanging around when he wasn't working. The only one here who seemed to have a job, his bike was usually on the back burner. But when he could finally get away, he really let free.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Two-bit Matthews - the jokester
ꪆৎ With a beer always in his hand, Two-bit knew everything about everyone in this place due to his overly friendly demeanour and nosey behaviour. His friends and bike were his passions, the alcohol was just there to fill the time.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Dallas Winston - the wild one
ꪆৎ Never seen away from a cloud of smoke, Dallas was the one to 'crack up' on his bike. The police trailing him and a courtroom being his second home seemed to only fuel his cocky nature.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Steve Randle - the mechanic
ꪆৎ The most important member of the gang, Steve seemed to be an unsung hero in ways. The one who would gather the parts, put them together and do free repairs for his buddies. That's just what friends do.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Sodapop Curtis - the movie star
ꪆৎ Handsome, charming and a bundle of fun, Sodapop always had a lemonade in hand and energy buzzing of him.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Johnny Cade - the quiet one
ꪆৎ Not being one for words, Johnny just hangs about for drinks and shelter. Once you get to know him, turns out there is a lot more to him than you originally think
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Ponyboy Curtis - the baby
ꪆৎ Only being let in because of his brothers, Ponyboy can barely even clean a bike, never mind riding one. But he is slowly learning, thank god for his friends.
Readers
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Photographer! reader
ꪆৎ Born and raised in Tulsa, you had always stayed away from these parts of town. But, when the final project for your photography class comes around, maybe it's time to see what really happens at these clubs.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Visitor! reader
ꪆৎ Visiting family was boring. Especially in a place where you had no friends. So, seeking some type of thrill, you spot a dingy bar with a row of motorbikes outside, and this seems like the perfect place.
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Schoolfriend! reader
ꪆৎ The only girl brave enough to be seen talking to a greaser, Ponyboy had taken a shine to you. And when he invites you around to a bar to hang out with him and his friends, it seems like a good place to really understand what the other side gets up to. Especially when you start to become a regular...
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Interview! reader
ꪆৎ You get interviewed for the photographers book, its finally time to share your perspective.
Special Guests
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Cherry Valance & Marcia Meyrink - the bar girls
ꪆৎ Two best friends who wanted to work together, harmless, right? Or maybe it was where they were working, searching for some excitement away from their nice homes and rich boyfriends. Working the bar isn't the only thing they get up to, how could they pass up a quick ride?
ˋ°•*⁀➷ check out the playlist for this au!! Most of the songs are time accurate, a few may be a couple years out from the timeline {ends about 1973}
