Dec 12, 2025
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it just occurred to me in a modern world twobit is not only named Keith but he would 100% have a man-bun
I just gagged I hate him so much
Do you think you could make one about the gang (separate) with a fem reader that had an Aphrodite body type? (Like more curvy/chubby) idk I think it would be cool.
The Outsiders x Curvy/Chubby!Reader
an: sorry this one took so long😭 I had like half of it done then tumblr decided it had something against me and deleted it. Sorry if you wanted fics, I thought it would be easier to do as headcanoans.
W: mentions of insecurity, some swearing, not proof read
Darry Curtis
No bc two-bit would totally be the friend to yell out of nowhere “NO YOU WILL NOT TOUCH ME *insert name*!” Or smth like that
Like I imagine Dally being his biggest victim so just like imagine them just hanging out in the Curtis house and it’s quiet and all of a sudden you hear two-bit go:
“Dally you said you would do WHAT to me?!”
*Dallas, across the room reading a magazine*
“Oh cmon man I didn’t say nuthin 😣”
it’s always soda who doesn’t like curly or doesn’t like that he’s dating his brother. What about Darry? What about TwoBit? What about Steve? What about Johnny? Guys I fear we are leaving out the opportunity to have the whole gang dislike curly and curly having to earn their respect. Let curly be absolutely terrified of Darry, let Darry lean into that so that curly doesn’t try and get pony in trouble. Let curly and Johnny hate eachother and insult the other when pony isn’t looking. Let Steve be overprotective of pony, let him and soda play pranks on curly and try to purposely anger him. Let TwoBit be an absolute menace to both pony and curly and then when pony isn’t looking TwoBit just stares at curly waiting for him to get freaked out. And let dally embarrass the shit out of curly by telling all the stories Tim has told him.
Dalbit unique name thing- Because they deserve a cute nickname too
Bulletblade
Bulletcake
Whiskeymouse
Cigaretteblade
StreetRat
Smokeblade
These are suggestions from others +myself🥺
❆ Baby It’s Cold Outside ❆
“So, really, I'd better scurry (Beautiful, please don't hurry) But maybe just a half a drink more (Put some records on while I pour)”
an: Day 10! I lowkey forgot how to be funny…
wc: 568
Two-bit Mathews x Soc!Reader
“Two-bit I really can't stay, my mothers gonna get real worried.” you told him, however actions speak louder than words and you were unraveling your plush scarf and heading over to the second hand love seat in his living room.
“It's freezing outside baby, I can't let ya’ go home in weather like this.” he responded, flicking his beat up old zippo open to light a fire in the small stone hearth that rested in the center of the room.
“Id ask you to lend me your jacket but God knows what my father would say if he saw me coming home with that around me.” you said, gesturing to his leather jacket hanging off a hook by the door.
“Personally I think your father would appreciate me being so gentlemanly as to prevent his lovely daughter from going out into that blizzard and being immediately covered by a snow drift, think of how expensive it’ll be for him to dig you out.” he said with a faux snobbish air that made you giggle.
“Besides baby, think of me, and the life long sorrow and guilt I'll feel if you die out there in the snow.” He exclaimed, sighing exaggeratedly and flopping onto the couch, the back of his hand pressed to his forehead like a drama queen fainting.
At this you rolled your eyes and shook your head, pressing your lips into a smile against your will. He had somewhat of a point though so you began to unlace and slip off your snowboots.
“Okay ill stay for a little while, just until the snow lets up a bit.” you conceded.
He wiggled his eyebrows at you and you protested what he hadn't even needed to say. “Keith I am not staying over.”
He clapped a hand to his chest in mock offense “No need to use the name on my ID you're not the fuzz.” he joked, adding a sly “we’ll see about that.” at the end of his statement in regards to your own.
“Ah uh, think of all the talk tomorrow if I'm seen leaving your house in the morning.” you disagree. You continued, “And my aunt is staying over for the holidays and you know how nosy she is.” you kept listing, nervously playing with the strand of pearls encircling your neck, “My sister knows where I am and she’ll for sure rat me out, and oh gosh my brother I didn't even think-” suddenly you were shut up, a soft kiss was placed on your lips and a smiling Two-bit pulled away.
“Dont you worry your pretty little head about it, ill figure something out.” he said in a sincere tone you rarely heard from him. Somehow this made you believe him so you quieted down and nodded your head.
“D’ya want a drink while you wait?” he asked. At your positive response he trailed into the kitchen and hollered back behind him, “go ahead and put a record on, whichever one you like.”
After a little while he came back and handed you a faded Mickey mug with a small chip out of the bottom. “Had to get out the Christmas fineries for a special guest like yourself.” You smiled up at him and took a deep sip as he sat down. Afterwards you set the drink down onto his coffee table, curled up into him and drifted off to sleep.
pssssst.. it’s me again…! 🤗🤗 i twas wondering if maychance you could do the coquette reader with darry.. if it’s okay!!! the dally one was PHENOMENAL smoochies yew
DARRY CURTIS X COQUETTE!READER
✮ he indulges your every whim and fancy—mainly for selfish reasons, since he’s completely captivated by the way you dress. you want red nail polish? he’s already on his way to the store. that new lipstick shade you saw in a magazine? he’s hunting it down. you want to listen to softer, slower music? he’s changing the station without hesitation.
✮ he’s not afraid or embarrassed to do more "feminine" things with you if you ask—fangirling over the new beatles album, gossiping about the girls you know—things he’d never do on his own, but for his girl? anything goes.
✮ whenever he goes to the store, if he sees something pink, lacy, floral, or vanilla-scented, it’s going in the cart just for you.
✮ he calls you “bambini” in his letters—because he’s terrible at verbally expressing his emotions, and writing to you feels like journaling in a way. the name sticks because you remind him of a doe—soft, gentle, and utterly captivating.
✮ he keeps the little love notes you leave for him. a pink sticky note on the fridge with a lipstick kiss? tucked in his wallet. a flowery, perfumed letter sealed with wax? hidden in the drawer of his nightstand. he’d rather die than admit how often he rereads them.