#twobit x reader

[dallydarlin]

WHAT A WOMAN!

sum. you're a soc waitress who works at the local diner, a real doll. when the local hoods get a look at you, it's safe to say they're already making plans. tw. curses, smoking mentions, dally and steve and twobit ꉂ(≧▽≦) pair. Steve, Sodapop, Ponyboy, Dally, Twobit, Johnny x Fem!Soc!Reader .sep type. headcanons

Dally Winston - 𐚁 when he first walked into the diner and saw you, his first instinct was to walk up to you and flirt his head off. 𐚁 classic dally winston, who would've thought? 𐚁 of course, you're annoyed by his stupid tactics to get you to go out with him. "You free tonight, hon'? gonna go to the drive-in with my pals.. wanna tag along?" and "Do you got a boyfriend? Pretty girl like you must." and, of course, "Are you real? is this your real hair?" 𐚁 johnny would be right next to him, hands in his pockets as he looks down at his feet. He doesn't like to be involved in his antics. 𐚁 "C'mon, doll. Let's go somewhere, away from here." He'd murmur, his face in your hair. He wouldn't give up unless someone, probably johnny, would tell him too. 𐚁 Who in their right mind would turn down Dally Winston, though?

Sodapop Curtis - 𐚁 He's a gentleman, we know. He wouldn't be anything like Dally or Steve or Twobit. He'd do something classic. 𐚁 Subtle hints here and there as you wait his table, like, "Oh, guess we got a real doll waiting our table. Just our luck, huh?" and writing his number on the napkin. 𐚁 He'd probably wink at you and stupid things like that, and if you still can't catch the hint, he'd walk up to you before he leaves and ask your number. 𐚁 You would obviously be stunned, did a literal popstar no pun intended just ask you out?! Sodapop was the one who always turned heads in the gang. 𐚁 Overall, he'd just be a gentleman about it, or straight up ask you out. He's kind of used to getting his way with girls, anyway.

Steve Randle - 𐚁 Oh brother.. this man would ABSOLOUTELY NOT back down until he gets you to go out with him. 𐚁 He'd do something stupid just to show off, like 'accidentally' catching you when you fall, or 'accidentally' flexing his arms while grabbing the plate you gave to him. 𐚁 He'd come right up to you, too, leaning on the counter, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "So.. Uh.. You got a boyfriend, pretty?" 𐚁 Probably awkward with girls if I had to guess. Two-bit would have to go to the bathroom to try not to cringe at his attempts. 𐚁 He'd probably try to get your attention by blowing straws at you if you ignored him, or just yell for a waitress constantly. 𐚁 A tad bit annoying.

TwoBit Mathews - 𐚁 Of course he'd notice the minnie mouse sticker on your notepad, it was the cherry on top. You were pretty, kind, funny, and understood his humor.. AND liked mickey? you were his dream. 𐚁 you were also blonde WHO SAID THAT?! 𐚁 He'd blow straws at you, winking, wolf whistling.. everything in the damn book. He would REFUSE to come straight up to you, though. He wants to attract you with his natural charm, he says. 𐚁 He'd crack jokes loud enough for you to hear, peeking at you every now and then to see if you were listening to his stupid jokes. Eventually, you'd laugh nearby and he'd whistle at you to come over. 𐚁 Definitely would be cracking witty dad jokes. "You know what you call a sane horse?" he'd smile. "What?" You'd ask, giggling. "Stable!" 𐚁 No one laughed. 𐚁 He'd probably tip you and actually pay for the meal, leaving his number on everything he can.. The table, the cash, the receipt.. He's a litttleeee desperate.

Johnny Cade - 𐚁 Oh, you were just a doll, weren't you? He saw you laughing and being so kind to the little kids there.. He just had to admire you. 𐚁 He'd just stare a lot of the time, his puppy eyes burning holes in the back of your head. If you ever caught him, he'd immediately look away, staring at his untouched food. 𐚁 Dally would eventually notice his Kid Brother staring at some pretty waitress, and would step in. "Hey, what's your type?" or something idiotic like that. 𐚁 Dally would be the wingman, saying stupid shit like "So, you find this guy cute, or what?" he'd tease, ruffling johnny's hair next to him. 𐚁 If johnny did make a move, it'd be something like "Gee, you're real pretty." before he quickly regrets it and runs to the bathroom to hide. 𐚁 He can't handle pretty girls. Was he shy, or was it the talk steve gave him? 𐚁 Ponyboy still doesn't know.

Ponyboy Curtis - 𐚁 You were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, prettier than cherry, he'd even say. 𐚁 Usually, he'd ignore pretty girls, because the only ones he'd find were socs, or loud, cussing greasers. 𐚁 But you were different. You had a book in your hands, eating a sandwich on your lunchbreak. 𐚁 You were quiet, unlike most other greasers he'd known. You were also kind.. and reading Gone With The Wind. 𐚁 He'd come up to you, pulling up a stool and asking you some questions about the book, if you liked it, if you read any others, your school.. 𐚁 He'd probably be too nervous to ask for your number or anything.. but he'd come back everyday just to see you.

is this bad? yes. am i gonna post it anyway? yes. is this my first post? yes. do i need to shut up? also yes. © dallydarlin - '26. do not steal, repost, copy, or claim as yours.

[liliaaa4gia]

Sodapop Curtis Boyfriend HC’s

• has Polaroid photos of you (multiple) and keeps one in his wallet so he can look at you anywhere he is (even though your with him most of the time)

• lifts you up when he hugs you, gives you piggy backs randomly just because he wants to feel you close.

• pretends to get annoyed at his hair and say it’s not working just so you can be like “want some help?” And run your fingers through his hair.

• If he catches you doing any skincare or facemask best BELIEVE he’s doing it too- actually making you do it on him as he sits on the toilet seat, the edge of the bathtub, the counter, wherever, he will manspread and hold you between his legs as you grab his face and apply your pink facemask

• call him a big baby because that’s how he acts and he will deny it all he wants but there will still be s smirk on his face proving your point

• he is a suckerrrr for biting you, leaning hickeys all the time without even realising.

• everyone says this but hanging around the DX with him and Steve, and Steve flirts with you to make him jelly, then Soda dragging you ‘round the corner on his break to make outttt

• He wants a simple life, to marry you and have a kid and work his silly little job - so if you don’t want that then there’s a lot to work out

• dancing with him in the kitchen, and you pulling in pony as he sits there with a fake disgusted look on his face but giggles as soon as he’s in the mix

• having late night talks with darry when whoever in the house was asleep and deep down darrys a huge softie dor you and is glad his brother has come one like you

• litwrally eats you alive with his eyes

• when your not around he peobably makes up conversations with you in his head and fake scenarios I’m not even joking

• Dally probably ragebait a him too by making comments about you or tries to flirt with you but when you clock his bs sodas like😏😛

•. You could literally tell the MOST unfunny joke and he’d still be giggling and glazing 😭

• insists he’s psychic when it comes to your emotions

“are you mad..”

“No?”

“Your thinking about being mad though”

• gets into fights for you all the time, your at the drive in and a soc is flirting with you? Oh he is SWINGING, and then laughing because he said he enjoys fights sooo🤷‍♀️😉

• calls you mrs Curtis alllll the time😛😛

• your parents probably love him, so he doesn’t even need to sneak in through the window eventually and your house is like a second home to him, and you tell the gang they’re welcome anytime (just as long as they aren’t disrespectful😈 - also might make a fic based on ts?????)

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[vniillabean]

Stand By Me

╰┈➤ “and the moon is the only light we’ll see”

                              ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆

ᝰ.ᐟ summery: You ran away from home, you couldn’t take it anymore. But suddenly you’re legs start shaking, your head was dizzy, and you started seeing black holes as your head hit the concrete.

word count: 1k+

warnings!!!: angst, soc!reader, the use of the f slur(using @ instead of a), abusive parents, father darry core, protective gang, fluff at the end, & bad home life 

A/N: i swear every time i try to write for the outsiders it just leads to angst

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Your lungs were on fire.

But that didn’t you stop from running and it felt like you would never stop. 

You were a typical soc. Your life on the outside was perfect. You had a rich life, loving friends, and everyone in your family was always smiling. But in reality there was no real love in your family. 

Your mom and dad hated each other, they wanted a divorce ever since you were born but didn’t get one because they had a reputation to hold. They constantly fought, at dinner time your mom would grab a knife and threw it your dad. It missed his head by inches and instead stabbed the wall.

Your dad was an alcoholic. He filled the fridge with beer, not the weekly groceries they usually forgot to buy. When he got mad he would throw the glass bottles at your mom. Your mom wasn’t any better either, she made sure you didn’t eat more than 900 calories a day. If you didn’t have perfect posture she would hit your back with a ruler. 

She forced your dad to have a baby with her when he wanted to wait until marriage. That’s probably why your parents fight so much.

Your dad didn’t want you and your mom blamed you for their relationship problems. 

And they didn’t even care to hide it either. 

Like today for example, you came back home late from hanging out with Dallas, whom your parents absolutely hated because he was a greaser and an agitator. And when your dad found out, he was livid. 

“What the hell were you doing with that hoodlum?!” Your dad yelled, slamming his beer bottle on the counter top. “You know you can’t be hanging out with those people! They’re disgusting f@gs!”

“No they’re not! Don’t you call them that!” You yelled back. You usually would let him yell at you, not saying a word. It was less painful that way but hearing that alcoholic monster calling your family that horrendous word snapped something in you.

“They’re amazing people! If anyone is disgusting it’s you two—“

You felt a piercing slap across your face. Tears dared you to fall out. 

“Don’t you fucking called me disgusting! You worthless piece of shit! Go die on a hill!” 

You were breathing heavily as you looked at the man in front of you. 

It was the first time he had ever hit you.

Yes he was an awful person but he knew better than to hit you, to hit his own child. 

The man standing in front of you was not your dad. 

That was just a lowlife jerk. 

And that’s how you got here, running away from your fucked up house and going to your actual home. 

It was raining— well pouring. Of course it was, of course it was freezing outside, and of course this was all happening when you decided to run away from home. 

You were running for who knows how long. And God you felt terrible. 

You stopped, just to catch your breath for second. Though as soon as you did your head went spinning.

You could barely think straight and your brain felt like static. Your head felt like it was being shot. Your legs were like jelly. You couldn’t even stand straight. You started to see black dots in your blurry vision. 

You tried walking but you couldn’t. Your body just refused to move. Your head just wouldn’t stop spinning and you were … 

you were….. you… were…

“Wait!” You heard a familiar voice yell in the background as the darkness took over you.

You woke up to loud voices, you were on a small but comforting couch. You opened your eyes to be met with boy hovering over you.

You screamed and fell off the couch out of shock, it may have been because you were still somewhat dizzy but you swore he was an angel for a second.

“Soda!”

“Sorry doll, didn’t mean to scare you.” He chuckled and helped you up. 

Steve was sitting in the armchair, “You feeling okay? You were really knocked out when we found you.” 

Soda ran up to you getting down to your level, you looked dead. 

“Shit, what happened to her?” Steve anxiously asked, catching up Soda, mimicking his action.

Soda didn’t answer, he couldn’t speak. Not with like you being passed out.

Steve picked you up, bride style. “Let’s bring her to your house, Darry will know what to do.”

Soda nodded, his stomach turning queasy. “Be careful, don’t drop her.” 

“Oh don’t you worry lover boy.”

“Hey! What’s she doing standing up?” You heard Darry shout from the kitchen. “She needs to rest.” 

“Yeah, yeah superman,” Soda said, help you sit back down on the couch. 

“Yo, how is she?” 

Dallas Winston, himself, asked as he walked in the living room, coming out the bathroom. You heard Pony and Johnny scrambled out of the blonde’s room. 

“Hey, you good?” Johnny asked, Pony following shortly after him. “You aren’t sick or anything right?” Pony asked sitting on floor next to the couch.

“Do you need anything?”

“Two-bit went out to get medicine for you.”

“We were dead worried.”

“Yeah, I thought you were dead when steve brought you in.”

“Boys, you’re gonna make her pass out again with all the shit you’re saying,” Dally chuckled, leaning on a nearby wall and lit a cigarette. 

“Seriously, give her a break will you,” Darry said entering the living room and a cup of tea for you. “Dally you better put that cig out, don’t you dare smoke near her” Superman stated, handing you the mug. 

You thanked him as you took a sip of the tea, it was your favorite. Of course it was, Darry always made sure you were satisfied with everything.

Dally rolled his eyes, putting out his cigarette in the ashtray. 

“Your parents gave you a hard time, didn’t they?” Johnny nervously asked, sitting down next to you. 

You nodded. They didn’t push any further. And that’s why you liked them so much. They knew you had boundaries and they didn’t dare to cross the line. 

For the next few minutes y’all sat in comfortable silence, your head on Johnny’s shoulder as he made sure you were breathing normally. 

“Alright! I got Sudafed, Delsym, Mucinex, Tylenol, Advil, and uhh I kind of just grabbed everything.” Two-bit exclaimed as he barged in the house, finally he looked at you. 

“Oh, she’s alive!”

[b0n3s-is-gay]

Idk if you’re doing requests but I need someone to write head canons for the greasers being sub and into dry humping please 🙏🙏🙏🙏 Maybe even one shots/drabbles? I would love for you to write this but If you don’t want to, it’s Ok! I respect that! Anyways have a good day xx

Fuck yeah! I live for submissive men, give me a moment!!

Darrel Shaynne Curtis:

Let's get one thing out of the way, this man is hardly submissive but he wants to be. He's all tough and mean on the outside because he's the older brother and works almost 24/7, he's going to need some time for someone else to take care of him from time to time given that he's a young man and that he also does like being on top.

He's a whiney sub but he really tries not to be. If you're just making out while sitting on his lap or he's sitting on yours, he's going to end up grinding on your thigh and whimpering in your ear.

When it comes to dry humping with a subby! Darry, he's really sensitive. He's good at controlling his climax when he's on top but when he's on bottom and is humping against you, he's so so sensitive.

Praise him, praise this man. He needs it, he craves that validation from you. Tell him he's a good boy and he's having to bit his lips to keep himself from cumming on the spot. He's got a praise kink through and through.

8/10 because HOLY FUCK, he's a damn good sub but -2 points because it's rare to get that kind of Darry most nights.

Keith "Two-bit" Mathews:

He's a brat. Don't listen to anything else, this man is a slutty, bratty pillow prince. He doesn't care what you do. Degrade him, praise him. It doesn't matter because he will cum all the same.

When it comes to dry humping, he's not picky. If you're at a drive in and sitting in a car, he's going to get on your lap while making out and start humping your thigh (With permission of course, he's a brat but not a monster.)

When you two are together and getting intimate with him on bottom, he tried to power bottom but it doesn't work out in his favor. He'll degrade you but to fix that, just fuck with his chest a little bit while he's being bratty and he'll sort himself out.

While he is a pillow prince, he'll repay the favor after he's been overstimmulated to hell and back.

6/10 because you're getting bossed around while fucking. It was going to be 7/10 but -1 point because he's mean about it.

Dallas "Dally" Winston:

Not really bratty, not really whiney... He's somewhere in between emotional because Dally doesn't do vulnerablilty unless he's comfortable with you, and even then, it's rare that he is.

When he subs, he's going to try and control what he can because he doesn't want to let go of that control.

When Dally is dry humping, he's not shy about it. He wouldn't do it in public, fuck no, but if you're in your own space, he's not shy about rutting his hips against your thigh while kissing you.

When dry humping, Dally is slow about it, trying to keep this going as long as possible without getting too worked up. He likes to have his pleasure and moments of vulnerability with you. And yes, you could probably get him to cry as he does try and overstimulate himself often in the sub space.

9/10. He's great to dom and take care of with. Just be sure to treat him right.

Steve Randle:

This man doesn't sub. He just doesn't. The most you'll get out of him is him being a power bottom. My apologies.

He'll dry hump you while making out though, grinding up against you while your lip locked in private.

3/10 because he's no sub.

Sodapop Patrick Curtis:

Sodapop is a switch, try to tell me otherwise. You get Dom Sodapop just as much as you get Sub Sodapop. He's generally a quiet sub mainly because he's biting and sucking on your neck the whole time.

When you're topping Sodapop, he's easy going. If you're making out on a night that he's subbing, he's going to grind against you with a lip sucked between his teeth to keep quiet.

Sodapop can be loud, he doesn't sit still. When he's subbing, you're going to need to restrain him (do it, he doesn't mind it at all. It adds to the experience for him).

He's sensitive. Don't get me wrong, when he tops, his pleasure takes a back seat. He can hold out, he cums last, but when he subs and it's about his pleasure? Oh it's over.

10/10 would sub again.

Johnny Cade:

Johnny is always the sub in this relationship unless he suddenly feels jealous. So when Johnny subs, it's another regular tuesday.

He's soft, but communicative. When he wants to be, he can get loud. Like if he's grinding against you, skin to skin, and you're praising him? Calling him a good boy? The whole east side is fucking hearing you. I don't make the rules.

You cannot get him to do anything public. You just can't. He is the oppsite of Two-bit, he won't do it. Speaking of not like two bit, he's also not a brat.

Praise kink. He has a praise kink. Call him a good boy while he's grinding against you and I swear he will grin at you.

10/10. Is Johnny inexperienced? Yes. Does that matter at all? No.

Ponyboy Michael Curtis:

No

Nope

Nada

Nein

He's younger than me while the rest of these characters are either the same age or older than me. No.

[marilyn-girly]

okay so hear me out on this one

so johnny and reader are in a situationship and they've like kissed before and stuff and he's like slept over at her house before but they didn't tell their friends, and then one night there's a party so they go to that and then johnny and reader get together at the party and all their friends see and cheer them on (this happened to me tonight 😽😽)

Ahhh ok this is my first time writing for Johnny!!! I hope you like it bc I’ve never written for him before!! 😭

~ Johnny Angel ~

warnings: drinking, kissing, cursing, mentioning of tobacco, etc.

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Johnny angel, you’re an angel to me

Johnny angel, how I love him

He’s got something I can’t resist

But he doesn’t even know that I exist

You had your eyes on Johnny Cade for a while. You’d watch him walk by in the crowded school hall ways. Your heart would flutter every time your eyes would meet in a quick glance that you thought lasted too long to be just a quick stare. You call yourself delusional but deep down you think Johnny might have the same feelings as you do.

You’re sat at your desk in your room trying to get through algebra homework. The frustration is getting to you because you can’t seem to concentrate on anything! Your manicured nails drum against your desk as you tap your pencil on your homework. Of course you waited last minute to do your homework because you were too busy thinking of…

Tap Tap

Your eyebrows furrowed and you leaned back on your desk chair. The sound was coming from the outside of your bedroom window. You quickly grabbed your pencil, just in case it’s some random old creep. You scurried over to your window before opening it up quickly and holding your pencil like it’s a knife.

“Hello?”

You were met with a confused and frightened smile.

“Uh- hi..what’re you doin’ with that pencil?”

You felt heat rise to your face with embarrassment. What were you thinking?

“Oh! This? Just homework. Come in, you’re probably freezing!”

You moved out of the way so Johnny could come in through your window. Your heart fluttered as you met his chocolate eyes…

“Sorry for comin’. My parents were fighting again..I just couldn’t take-”

You smiled softly and shook your head before sitting on the edge of your bed.

“It’s alright Johnny. You’re welcome here anytime.”

You sure meant it. You wish Johnny could stay here all the time. He smiled to himself before looking around your room before sitting down next to you on your bed. You looked over at him as he sat next to you. Your eyes roamed over his face then to the scar that formed from his forehead to his cheek. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and you’re pretty sure Johnny noticed your confused expression.

“Some Socs..”

You nodded your head slightly in understanding.

“They did that to you.?”

He nodded his head before glancing away from you.

“Some Soc with rings..him and his buddies just came and…”

You bit the inside of your cheek as you realized he was getting upset. You moved your hand to rest ontop of his.

“It’s alright, Johnny. I think you look like the toughest guy around town.”

His eyes met yours once again. You smiled softly and he did the same.

“Yea?”

“Definitely.”

He grinned and you could feel his eyes roam over your face. Before you knew it his soft lips were on yours. You swear you could’ve heard church bells ringing.

Johnny angel, how I want him

How I tingle when he passes by

Every time he says hello, my heart begins to fly

You, Bri and Jess walked down the cracked pavements of Tulsa. You weren’t paying attention to what they were saying at all your mind was somewhere else - or on someone else. Your heart fluttered as you thought about his eyes..his scars..his lips-

“Hey!”

You were met with Bri’s fingers snapping in your face.

“Did you hear what I said or are you too busy thinking about Johnboy?”

Jess snickered and shook her head.

“No Bri. That’s the other one. She’s thinking about Johnnycakeeee.”

You rolled your eyes trying to suppress a smile.

“No…not my type at all. He’s dirty…greasey…”

Bri grinned and Jess shook her head. They know you like him but you’ll never admit it to them.

“Just how I like em!”

Bri howled and Jess shoved her into you. You laughed and glanced ahead and you were met with two greasers heading down the street. Dallas Winston and Johnny Cade..

Dallas saw you guys and sauntered over with a grin, Johnny followed behind. But he grinned softly when he saw you. Dallas started talking up Bri and you could tell she loved every second of it. Jess just kept quiet eyeing up Dallas.

You met Johnny’s gaze and smiled.

“Hey.”

“Hi Johnnycake.”

He nodded his head and grinned.

“Dal told me there was a party tonight. It’s gonna be pretty tuff, wanna come?”

You could feel your pulse rush and you nodded your head. You couldn’t stop the stupid smile you had on your face.

“Mhm! Of course, can’t miss out on a party.”

He laughed and nodded his head.

“Right. Well I’ll see you there.”

With that he walked away following Dallas. You watched as he walked away and you just want to fly. But then you were met with Bri and Jess crossing their arms and giving you a “we knew it” expression.

“So…who’s going to a party that you magically got invited to by Johnboy?”

Jess and you groaned.

“It’s Johnny!”

You both say in unison.

“It’s just a party, ain’t nothing special. Plus I bet you’re going with Dallas Texas, huh?”

Bri smiled to herself as you purposefully confused Dallas’s name.

“Whatever. But we should give you a makeover.”

You smiled and glanced between Jess and Bri. Tonight could be the night. No. Tonight will be the night you and Johnny will be going steady.

I get carried away

I dream of him and me and how it’s gonna be

Other fellas call me up for a date

But I just sit and wait

You were sat at Jess’s vanity with your hair in rollers. Bri was laying down on the floor skimming through a magazine. Jess was looking through her closet for what you should wear.

“You know, Johnathan better say something tonight. I swear to god he has feelings for you but he’s too big of a baby to say anything!”

You agree with Bri but you haven’t told both of them that Johnny sneaks through your window almost every night, that he tells you everything he wants or hopes for. You never told them that you both lay down in the same bed and share stolen kisses. You haven’t told them that you’re in love with Johnny.

“Oh let it be Bri. John is a nice guy..the most of your worries should be Dallas.”

Bri shook her head before sipping on her coke.

“He’s just mistaken.”

You and Jess just laugh at Bri.

“Sure..mistaken. I guess that’s what you get called after jumping people six years younger than you.”

Bri laughed at your comment and Jess pulled out a black dress. Your eyes lit up as you looked at it.

“That’s so pretty!”

“Oh my god. She has to put that on right now!”

Which you of course did. The black shift dress fit you perfectly. Bri said Johnny would definitely have his attention all on you tonight and you just hope she’s right.

I’d rather concentrate on Johnny angel

‘Cause I love him and I pray that one day he’ll love me

The party’s loud and full of greasers. It’s some barn party where they are usually located. These type of parties are thrown by a couple greasers and word gets out and you’ll get about a thousand people in a smelly old barn. Usually the cops will show up because of underage drinking, drug use, just all the things greasers do.

The drinks were flowing and you stayed with your girls the whole time. You kept glancing around the party trying to find your greaser but you haven’t seen him yet. You guessed Bri and Jess noticed how your head would keep looking around the whole time.

“Hey! Just keep drinking you’ll feel better!”

Bri yelled over the music and you rolled your eyes.

“No! I’m not gonna do that when this whole room is practically filled with men!”

Jess nodded her head but Bri scoffed and passed you a red solo cup.

“Drink up bitch!!!”

Bri howled but her smile dropped when she saw Dallas in the corner of the room with some blond broad.

“That scumbag!”

Bri passed Jess her drink before hurrying over to Dallas. Bri is drunk and she most definitely has the guts to fight but she just can’t. Especially when it’s Dallas.

“You should go get some air. I’ll go keep an eye on Bri.”

Jess smiled reassuringly and you smiled back. You walked outside and felt the cool night breeze. You leaned up against the barn, your head spinning from the loud music and the heavy smell of alcohol.

“There you are.”

Your head perked up and there he was in all his glory. Johnny.

“I thought you didn’t show, got worried.”

You smiled and shook your head.

“Of course I showed. I thought you didn’t.”

“Nah, I just needed some air. Dal went to go talk to Sylvia for a bit and I thought it was best to leave the scene.”

You laughed in agreement.

“Yea, I needed to get away from the party too. Bri’s drunk and ready to fight.”

He laughed and leaned against the wall next to you. You looked up at the night stars and you felt like this should be the time for him to say something. He has to!

“Johnny, do you ever think about us? Like going steady?”

You didn’t even comprehend that you had said something to him. Great. He looked at you and slowly started nodding his head.

“Of course..I mean- as soon as I saw you walk in with that gorgeous smile I knew we had to go steady.”

You raised your eyebrows. Is he trying to be chivalrous? You smiled to yourself and tilted your head.

“Did you learn that from Sodapop?”

“He said it’d work.”

“It sure did.”

He smiled and grabbed your hand.

“Come on, let’s go back. I gotta show everyone I’ve gotten the prettiest girl in Tulsa.”

Your heart fluttered and you both walked back into the party hand in hand. You were met with the sound of loud music, the smell of tobacco but the smiling faces of Jess and Bri. Dallas had his arm over Bri’s shoulders and he grinned at Johnny.

“I knew it! Dallas I told you!”

Bri squealed and Dallas shook his head. You laughed and glanced over at Johnny but he was already looking at you.

“Jess call all the people we know. We’re gonna have us a greaser wedding!”

That’s just how a simple ol’ greaser barn party became one of the most memorable places to you and Johnny.

And together we’ll see

just how Heaven will be

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[thequeenofcupps]

HIIII POOKIESSS

✯My name is Mars!

As you can tell I’m a beginner fanfic writer so I would appreciate some tips!

Don’t be scared to ask I’ll always do requests! (Unless said otherwise)🫶

I AM QUEER SO YES LGBTQ+ ASKS ARE ALLOWED EXCEPT ME RIGHTING FOR MLM

Yes I am 17 and doing smut requests sorry if that makes u uncomfortable but it’s my choice and I’m gonna stick with that choice

DNI: proshippers, the bad comshippers, pedophiles, trump/biden supporters, Israel supporters, zoophiles, racists, neo nazis, homophobia and transphobic assholes

(Please read before requesting!🫶)

MASTERLIST. READ ME FIRST SMUT REQUESTS

✯and as of now I’m going to be taking requests! Also some content warning I do swear a lot so just a warning

Who I’m writing for!

ALSO I’LL DO UP TO 4 CHARACTERS IF YOU ASK (but I’m not doing Poly tmnt brothers cuz what the fuck) but I will write for separate character!

Invincible!

Overwatch!

sally face!

TMNT’S!

The Outsiders!

Smiling friends

Doom: just doom guy :>

Dethklok!

Stranger things!

Bnha/mha!

Apex legends

Mouthwashing

I hope to see y'alls requests!

Also warning! I do have divorced parents and I’m writing on a laptop and the laptop is at my moms so requests might come out slow so my deepest apologies!

[staygolden-and-chaotic]

A/N - this is my first ever postttttt! So hi! Welcome, I write headcannon, imagine, funny groups chats, and open to more about the outsiders. Feel free to request any prompt or headcannon you’d like me to write about!

[writingfandomfeels]

TwoBit - I Think We’re Alone Now

A/N: Inspired by the song by Tommy James & the Shondells as well as that scene in Once Upon a Time where Emma and Neil rob the convenience store haha

You opened the front door to be greeted by your boyfriend. Late as always, but you didn’t mind. 

“Two-bit’s here, I’m goin’ out for a bit” You called through your small house to wherever your mother might be. As you put on your jacket she suddenly appeared at your side. 

“Ya’ll better behave ya’selves, ya’ hear me?” She firmly instructed as she smoked a cigarette, her hair in curlers. 

“Yeah yeah,” you rolled your eyes, “you say that every time.”

“That’s ‘cause ev’ry time ya’ don’t listen to me” 

“Don’t worry Mrs. Y/L/N, I’ll be sure to keep Y/N out of trouble” Two-bit said with a wink to you. 

Your mom had to laugh. “Yeah, right, I’ll believe that when pigs fly. Go on now.” She gestured to the door and disappeared back inside the house. 

You leaped down the front steps and ran down the driveway, happy to be out of the stuffy house.  

“Where to?” Two-bit asked, walking down the street alongside you. He slipped his hand around yours. 

“Don’t care. Just glad to be with you.” You smiled at him. 

“What would you say to a picnic?” He asked with a glint in his eye. 

You looked at him surprised. “Why? You been planning something on me?” 

He shrugged. “No, it’s just it’s about lunch time now and I could go for a bite.” 

“There’s a convenience store just down the road from here.” You suggested. 

“Funny I was thinking the exact same thing.” He grinned, loving how alike you both think. 

Your eyes wandered the aisles as you searched for the ingredients for your picnic. You happened to have the perfect timing since the only cashier of the store was currently taking a bathroom break. With any luck you’d be in and out without them even noticing. You shoved a chocolate bar into your dress and took a glance over at Two-bit who was a few aisles over. You watched as he stuffed a bottle of coke into his jacket and a lemonade for you. Who knew what else he’d already fit in there. You’d always been pretty good at taking things without being noticed, but Two knew how to shoplift on a whole nother level. It honestly seemed like a magic trick sometimes when he’d just keep pulling things out that he’d stowed away. He came around the aisle to meet you and you laughed, now seeing, what you guessed was a bag of chips, give him the appearance of a beer belly. 

“Looks great on you.” You said and kissed him. You hadn’t really planned to turn the kiss into more than just a peck, but something about the thrill in the moment made you take it farther, make it a little saucier.

Two-bit was obviously not expecting it either since he lost grip of the lemonade, letting it smash on the ground. 

You pulled away and looked at the mess on the ground now. You quickly pushed the pieces of glass underneath the shelf with your foot. But just as you finished with the last piece, the cashier came back out. He obviously hadn’t heard the glass shatter as his wore a relaxed expression. That is until he spotted you two in the aisle. He looked between you, your clumsy boyfriend, and the puddle on the ground. 

“OH MY GOD BABE YOUR WATER BROKE!” You yelled in a panic, grabbing Two-bit’s arm and pulling him out of the store. 

“WOW! We sure better get ourselves to the hospital!!” He exclaimed, running with you out of the store. 

“Hey get back here!!!” You heard the cashier call from behind you. But he was no match for the both of you. You ran down alleyways and through stranger’s yards eventually landing yourselves in the lot. 

Two-bit put his arms around you and you both fell into the grass, laughing. 

“I think we’re alone now.” You panted, trying to catch your breath. 

“My water broke?! Seriously?!!” He laughed. “That was the best you could come up with” 

You laughed too. “Hey I think considering your giant bag of chips stomach it was a pretty good call.” 

“Uh huh, ‘cause male pregnancy is so common.” He joked. 

“Oh yeah! Haven’t you heard? It’s the latest trend!” You joked along. 

He laughed and put a hand on your cheek, pulling you close and kissing you softly. 

“I love you Y/N. You’re really just so perfect for me it’s not even funny. I’m serious, I love being with you.” He smiled at you with such sincerity and utter happiness it was almost too much for you. You felt yourself beginning to blush so you looked away and sat up.  

“Well I’d say that’s about the only thing in your life that isn’t funny.” You snickered. “I’d toast to us only someone was a butterfingers and dropped my lemonade.” You stuck your tongue out at him and he laughed. 

“Here, we can share the coke then.” He said. 

You spread out your stolen goods for your picnic. Two-bit opened the bottle of coke and handed it to you. 

You smiled and raised the bottle to the air to toast. “To partners in crime, and love”