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st4rr-girrl · 1 year

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Summary; everyone in the gang has gotten girlfriends, and now none of them have time for you. And it hurts your feelings, but you go out anyways. That results in you getting jumped, and then the gang feels guilty. But you blow up at them.

Side note; y’all y/n isn’t a pick-me I swear, she doesn’t get enough love at home so the gang is her only hope 😭😭

Warnings; , small angst, hurt & comfort, cussing, Fem reader.

“Hey Johnny, Ponyboy!” You smiled happily at your best friends.

“Hey Y/n.” They both said in sync, nonchalantly.

Your smile faded, before you forced yourself to smile again. “I’m heading down to the nightly double tonight. Any of y’all wanna tag along?” You asked, looking at the whole gang.

They all looked at you. “Sorry, Y/n. me and Johnny are going on a double date with our girls.” Ponyboy smirked proudly, punching Johnny’s shoulder lightly making him smirk as well.

“Us as well.” Soda said, pointing to himself, dally, two-bit, and Steve.

“Darry?” You looked at him with pleading eyes.

“I’ve got a broad too, Y/n. I’ll be busy.” He furrowed his brows.

“Y’all go off and get yourselves girls and then suddenly don’t got time for me??” You frowned. “We’re family, man. That just ain’t fair.”

“We’re sorry Y/n but our girls are important” soda started.

“And I’m not??” Tears welled up. “Whatever. I’m outta here. Let me know when I’m suddenly important to y’all again.” A tear fell, and you ran out of the house.

“She’s alright Ponyboy, Johnny, leave it alone. She’s just being dramatic.” Was the last thing you heard from Dally, making more tears fall.

You ran to the park. It was your comfort place.

You sat on the ground, next to the fountain. You wrapped your arms around your legs and sobbed into your knees.

This has been going on for weeks. Do they just not care about me anymore??

You sat at the fountain crying for hours. Then you realized it was getting dark.

Oh shit the movies gonna start soon.

You got up and wiped your tears. You started walking to the nightly double.

It was cold, so you were shivering.

Once you arrived at the nightly double, you hopped over the fence.

Oh god I really am a greaser.

You picked an empty chair, and sat in it to watch the movie.

You felt eyes on you, so your looked around. You caught a few socs staring at you, and you shifted uncomfortably.

I shouldn’tve come here alone.

You focused back on the movie, still on edge. You decided to keep your guard up just in case.

A little later, and the movie was about to end. You thought of just sneaking off early, and decided to do it.

You started off by walking, corner eyeing the group of drunk socs that kept eyeing you.

Once you hopped over the fence, you started running as fast as you could to the Curtis house, only going faster when you heard the socs running after you.

“Grease!!” You heard, before you were pushed against the wall of a near by building.

Fucking great. Because I really needed this right now.

One blonde soc pulled out a blade, whilst the others held you against the wall.

“Get off of me!!” You yelled, trying to wiggle out of there grip.

“No mercy for greasers, especially when they’re alone.” The blonde soc smirked.

Your eyes welled up with tears, not just because you were sad but because you were angry. Angry at the gang for letting you go out by yourself and replacing you.

“Please…” you whispered, as tears fell.

You started screaming as loud as you could, in hopes for someone to hear you.

“Shut her the fuck up!” The blonde soc whisper yelled.

A brunette soc shoved a cloth in your mouth.

The blonde soc lifted up your shirt so the side of your stomach was out.

He placed a blade against it, the cold contact making you shiver.

“Greasers deserve to be hurt. Greasers don’t even deserve to be alive.” The blonde soc widened his eyes, making him look insane as he slashed the side of your stomach. Blood immediately started pouring out of it.

You screamed into the cloth as loud as you can.

He pulled your shirt down, making you cry out from the uncomfortable injury being irritated.

He put the blade against your neck, accidentally slicing it in the process. He pulled it back, so it wasn’t in contact of your skin, and mimicked the motion you’d use to slit someone’s throat.

You shook your head furiously, trying to get everyone away from you.

The blonde soc nodded at the others, and they threw you to the ground.

They all took turns, kicking you.

You curled up into yourself and blocked your head for safety.

One last kick— it was definitely the hardest.

You sobbed out, and held that spot. There would be bruises all over you, but this one would definitely be the biggest. You’re probably gonna be so sore tomorrow.

The socs scattered once they were done with you, and you got up.

You were so weak that you could hardly stand, but you managed to start walk— limping to the Curtis house.

As soon as you saw the familiar fence, you tried to go faster. You realized your nose was leaking, and quickly figured out it was blood.

Probably from when they threw me across the fucking ground.

You opened the fence door and walked up to the front door, quickly realized the gang just got back home.

You opened the door, and invited yourself in. You took a deep breath and wiped the blood off your face, most of it just smudging.

“Hey guys.” You smiled, the smile not reaching your eyes.

“Y/n… what the fuck happened??” Dally asked, anger clear in his tone.

“I dunno. Ask the socs that beat my ass. Oh wait. I’m probably just being dramatic, right?” You shrugged, sarcasm present in your sentence as you hinted at the earlier conversation. Dally’s eyes widened in realization.

Tears welled up in your eyes, as you clutched your side. The one where you got sliced with a blade. It was still bleeding, and you were getting lightheaded.

You pulled your hands back, and they were now coated with crimson red.

You looked at the gang, and they all looked serious.

“Yknow what?” You said, about to pass out, “This is all your fault. If you weren’t all so occupied with excluding me in everything, I never would’ve went out by myself. And you can’t say I should’ve asked you to come with, because I did! This is all your guys’ fault!!” You started crying, collapsing on the floor in embarrassment. You felt so defeated.

“Y/n…” Johnny started. “We’re really really sorry.” He frowned.

“It’s fine, Johnny. I guess I’m just being sensitive. I get you guys have girls and I appreciate you treating them well. I guess I just felt a little replaced, because nobody even wanted to hang out with me anymore. And you wouldn’t even bring me along when you were all going out.” You sighed, wrapping your arms around your knees.

“No, Y/n. You’re our girl. We’re family, and we’d never wanna purposefully make you feel upset.” Dally frowned. “And I’m sorry ‘bout what I said. I didn’t think you’d hear it.”

“Oh it’s alright, Dally I know you didn’t mean it.” You wiped your tears, and took a deep breath. You got up slowly, groaning and bending over when you felt a sharp pain in your side.

“Y/n? Are you alright??” Johnny asked, concern plastered on his features.

“I-I don’t know…” you got light headed.

You felt your wound become wet, and realized it started bleeding again.

You touched it, and pulled you hand back. It was covered in blood.

“Did they pull a blade out on ya’, y/n?” Soda asked. You nodded gingerly, slowly lifting up your shirt to show the gash located on your side.

The gangs eyes widened. “That’s really bad, Y/n. Let’s treat it.” Ponyboy frowned, while soda lead you to the bathroom, the rest of the gang following to watch, or hand out outside of the bathroom waiting for you.

You sat on the counter, wincing while soda cleaned your wound.

“Hey, y/n?” Johnny spoke up.

“Yes, Johnny?” You looked at him.

“Im really sorry. Im sorry for not going with you. This wouldn’t have happened if I went with you..” Johnny looked at the floor.

“Johnny, it’s alright. I forgive you all. It’s not your fault anyways, I was being stupid. I shoulda just waited till’ you all got back.” You shrugged, smiling at all the boys. They smiled back.

“I love you guys.”

“We love you too, y/n”

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spikedhe4rt · 1 year

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preference: his kinks

Sodapop:

- Choking Kink/Breath Play "yea? you like when I put my hand around your throat, huh?"

Darry:

- Size Kink "Aww, can't handle it honey? Is my cock too big for your little pussy"

Dallas:

- Orgasm Denial "Poor baby shaking and crying to cum huh? Not yet sweetheart"

Johnny:

- Praise Kink "Fuck baby you feel so good/ such a good girl"

Two-bit:

- Dom/Subbing "Please baby, touch me/ Beg for it, slut"

Steve:

- Degradation Kink "You like that, don't you? You like being my fucking slut."

A/N - Hey Guys! ive had a lot of things going on between show choir, grades, and grease the musical but im still open to the requests and im getting to them as fast as i can. <3

#the outsiders #darry curtis #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #steve randle #sodapop curtis #two bit mathews #dallas winston #the outsiders smut #the outsiders 1983 #johnny #ponyboy #darry #two bit #steve #sodapop #dallas #the outsiders preferences #the outsiders headcanons

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yargui25ji · 2 months

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Two-Bit: My turn? Okay, let's see, uh...oh! I dare Dally to get arrested.

Darry: Nope. Nuh-uh.

Dally: Been there, done that.

Steve: You have to at least make it difficult, Two.

#the outsiders #two bit #two bit mathews #darry curtis #darrel curtis #dally winston #dallas winston #steve randle #icarly #icarly reference #i think

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totally-true-smut · 8 months

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I'm super fucking high so just imagine two-bit behind you, pulling your hair as he slams his cock into you. Imagine how it would feel to have him licking at your clit while he fingers you. And omg, riding him would be amazing. He'd grab at your stomach and your waist in such a needy/loving way that you can't help but love yourself no matter how big or small you are. It would be fucking awesome

#totally-true-smut #smut #the outsiders #the outsiders smut #two bit mathews #two bit #two bit x reader #two bit smut #two bit matthews smut

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maenchkin · 2 months

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- “𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬”

in which darry’s childhood friend is the mom of the gang

darry curtis x f!reader

#2 "Chicken Soup"

<3 Reader is referred to, or called ‘Ma’

Series Masterlist

September 10th, 1953

“Darrel, right? I’m Y/n,”

“Yeah, you ready for me to show you around?” Darrel asked, Y/n nodded curtly, showing him a shy smile. “I can show you the library firs-”

“Darry!!” a young voice calls from down the hall, the two turn to see a small boy running towards them, “Soda you know you’re supposed to be at recess right now,” Darry scolded him. “I came inside to go to the bathroom and I saw you. I wanted to give you a hug,” the boy whined, reaching his arms out to him.

Darry sighed before reluctantly opening his arms for him, Soda accepted the invite and jumped into his arms. The young boy squeezed the crap out of him, Darry having to peel him back off of him.

“Okay okay, you need to head back to recess. I have to do something right now,” the older brother said, Soda looked over at Y/n. He looked her up and down before turning back to Darry.

“Oh I see what’s going on,” he said. Y/n and Darry shared a look. Soda turned around to walk back to recess, “Trynna avoid me so he can hang out with his girlfriend,” he said, rolling his eyes.

Darrel was floored, his jaw on the floor in shock. Y/n giggled.

“S-s’rry ‘bout that, I don’t know where he got that from,” Darry said, clearly embarrassed. “It’s ok Darell, I thought it was cute,”

Darry shoved what his brother said to the back of his head, and continued his tour. Y/n trailed next to him, taking in the conversation, and the details of the boy. Like how when the sun is in his eyes, there’s more green than blue.

“That’s everything,” Darry said, breaking Y/n from her trance, “Do ya’ have any questions?”.

“Nope, thanks Darrel,” Y/n smiled,

“Call me Darry, everyone else does,” The two smiled at eachother, before heading back to class.

Present

“Y/n! Thank you for coming!”

“No problem Mrs. Phoebe! Thank you for hiring me for the job,” Y/n smiled as she walked into the lady’s house. “So which dress is it that you wanted me to alter?” Y/n asked, “This one right over here,” Mrs. Phoebe led her over to the long emerald green dress draped over her dining room table.

“Oh my, its stunning!” Y/n gasped, the morning sun hitting the sleek fabric just right. “I got a few months back, but its too loose at the waist. I need it by thursday for an event,”.

Mrs. Phoebe lived on the west side of town, so there were many charity events she attended with her husband. Y/n admitted that she wished that she were like her, she would love to afford such a nice house, go to formal events every week, and not have to worry about whether the gang is getting jumped at all. But she did love her life, the boys added such a spice to her world, and she wouldn’t know what she would do without them.

“It’s no problem Mrs. Phoebe, I can get it back to you by tomorrow,” Y/n smiled,

“You are a lifesaver dear,” Mrs. Phoebe exclaimed, “Say, how have you and Darell been? I saw you two on a stroll together last week,”.

“We’re not together if that’s what you’re asking,” Y/n sighed. “Yet.” Mrs. Phoebe said, “My husband took years to finally admit his feelings towards me, and if I know anything, I know Darell looks at you the same way my husband did to me,” Mrs. Phoebe smiled gently towards her. Y/n’s face flushed. “I better get going Miss, I-I still have your measurements from last time,” Y/n gently picked up the dress and folded it into her bag. “Have a good rest of your day dear!” Mrs. Phoebe said, winking as Y/n left the house.

Y/n walked her way to her house. She had finished her shift and her study session with Cherry. The session was extremely productive, Cherry had picked up on every tip to help her with her upcoming midterms. Y/n’s heels clicked against the sidewalk, her old blue house coming into view.

Shoes tapping against the fron steps, she could see through the screen door that there were two extra pairs of shoes in the entry.

“I’m home!” she yelled out, slipping off her shoes as well. She could hear the soft sound of cartoon music, the noise getting louder as she walked to the living room. A head of brunette and a mop of jet black hair sat on her couch. “Dally, Johnny, how long have you guys been here?” she asked, leaning over the couch to see them. “Not long Ma, just ‘bout an hour or so,” Dally said, eyes still glued to the TV. Johnny however, looked up to greet Y/n. “How was yer day Ma?” he asked softly.

“Good, thanks for asking. I have a quick fix-up for a dress I have to do, so I won’t be here for long,” she said, giving him a smile. Her hands pushed her up and she started walking to her bedroom. “I made cookies last night, feel free to eat as many as you want,” she yelled out, opening her bedroom door and closing it behind her.

As she predicted, the dress fixup was simple. The only task required was to take in the waist. A few minutes later, she was done. Y/n packed up her stuff, grabbed a sweater, and started to head out. Not before saying goodbye to Dally and Johnny beforehand. “I’ll be at the Curtis’s to make dinner, so stop by if you need anything,” She said, finally getting Dally to look over, along with Johnny. Y/n noticed the blue bruise on the side of Dally’s face. “Dally did you get into another fight?” she scolded, reaching out the touch his face.

Dally allowed her to do so. “Yeah, that damn soc got what he deserved,” he said, “Stupid socs think that they own us,”. Y/n accidentally hit the sore spot on the bruise, Dally flinched and pushed her hand off of his face. “I’m fine Ma, don’t worry about me,”. Y/n sighed, “Just try to be more careful, okay? You just got out from the cooler,”. “Yeah yeah, I’ll be fine,” Dally said, moving his eyes back to the TV.

Darry brought his hand up to wipe the sweat dripping from his forehead. He sat on top of a roof he was reshingling, the sun had been beating down on him relentlessly for the last four hours he had been working.

Hands calloused, sweat soaking his shirt to his torso and chest leaving little to the imagination. Darry was proud of his build he had accomplished from years of hard work. He knew the effect he had on women, he noticed the looks they sent him, no matter how subtle they try to be. Nothing compares to when Y/n’s eyes are on him though, sometimes he stretches a certain way while he knows she’s looking at him. Through all the work the two of them have, and looking after the gang, he hasn’t found the time to tell her how he feels.

“Almost done,” He said to himself, breaking out of his thoughts.

Y/n swung the Curtis’s door open and let herself in. She swung by the grocery store to grab some veggies since lord knows that there isn’t any in the fridge here. Checking the clock in the kitchen she noted she had a few hours till Soda got home. He was always the one home first, but with him would be Steve and most likely a few others.

Scouring through the cupboards, she grabbed a cutting board, a pot, and a knife and got to work cutting. The chopped veggies were tossed into the pot where they gonna get cooked down. Y/n stepped out of the kitchen to toss on a record and tie up her hair. Flipping through their collection she decided on a Beatles album she’d been able to sneak in. Yeah yeah, the boys thought the Beatles weren’t tuff enough, Y/n adored them. Especially that George.

Swaying to the music, she went back to her cooking. Y/n heard the door open and close. “I’m home,”, “Hi Darrel,” She responded, opening up the spice cabinet and searching for the bay leaves. Her eyes scanned the bottles until she found what she needed. Only thing is that it’s on the top shelf. ‘No problem’ Y/n thought as she reached as high as she would to try and reach it.

“Here Ma, I got it,” Darry said, reaching over her. Y/n could feel the heat from his day radiating from him as his body leaned against her, his large chest pushing against her back.

“Bay Leaves?” he asked. “Y-yeah Darry,” she said, face starting to flush.

“Here you are,” Darry said, his body pulling away from hers, placing the bottle in her palm. “Thanks Darrel,” Y/n says smiling up at him, face still pink. Darry smiles back at her, admiring her lovely smile. “No problem, Y/n,” he says, turning back to change out of his work clothes.

Y/n leans against the counter and inhales a deep breath, processing what just transpired. My, did Darry have a toned body. Y/n shook her head and stared into the pot, watching the veggies bubble as the butter sizzles beneath them.

Realizing the the rest of the gang is coming back soon, she grabs a pan from under the stove and starts on the chicken, rubbing in the appropriate spices and laying them into the now heated pan.

Darry walks down the hall and back to the kitchen after changing into more comfy clothes. He leans against the wall and crosses his arms, admiring the beauty in front of him. He watches her focused eyes as she flips the chicken breast over and stirs whatevers in the pot. “Whatcha cookin’ Ma?” Darry asks, moving to lean against the counter next to her. “Chicken soup,” she responds, briefly looking up at him, then back down to the food. “How was your day Dar?” Y/n asks. Darry looks up, thinking of how to respond.

“Hot.” he says, staring at his burnt arms and are still hot from the sun. Y/n chuckles a bit, “I bet. I wasn’t even moving around that much and I was working up a sweat,” she jokes, leaning on the counter next to him. “How about you Ma?” Darry asks, “How was your day?”.

“It was okay, I didn’t do anything special,” Y/n says, sighing. The two fell into a comfortable silence. The only sounds in the room being the sizzling of food and the chirps of birds outside.

“Ma! Whatcha cooking? It smells amazing,” Soda yells, opening the door. “Chicken soup!” Y/n yells back, stirring the pot. She heard a few sets of feet following Soda’s. “Hey can one of ya’ll flip the record?” Y/n called out.

Johnnie walked over to the record player and stared at the record. Steve looked over his shoulders to check the album. “Ah, Ma! What’s this trash?” Steve yelled out grabbing the record sleeve. “The Beatles?!” Soda groaned.

Y/n chuckled as she turned around to face the gang, “Yeah I love them,” she shrugged, still smiling at them. “We gotta get this trash outta here,” Two-Bit said, grabbing the album.

“Alright boys lets calm down,” Darry calls out, swiping the record from Two-Bit. “If Ma likes the Beatles, she’s allowed to listen to ‘em,”.

The boys groaned, walking over to the sitting area and plopping down. “When’s dinner done?” Soda asked, lighting a weed. Y/n took a look at the pot, “Mmmm, almost done. But no eating till Pony gets home,” she said firmly. Another round of groans hit her ears.

“I’m home!” Pony yelled at he slipped his shoes off and set his bag down. “Finally!” he heard Steve yell, then a large hoard running to the kitchen. “Okay, okay. One at a time boys,” Y/n said, handing each boy a bowl.

“Ma what’d you make? It smells great,” Pony comments walking over to the rest of the gang. “Chicken soup! You’re favorite,” Y/n winked, handing him a bowl.

Various ‘thank you’s’ filled the room as the boys walked back to the living room. “How was your day Pony?” Y/n asked, filling up a bowl for Darry. “It was ok. Math’s gettin’ tougher, but it’s not too bad yet.” Pony said. Y/n nodded, “Well you’re a very smart boy, I know you’ll be able to get through it,” Y/n said, patting his shoulder. Pony shyly smiled at her, “The soup’s real good Ma,” he said. “Thank you Ponyboy,” Y/n smiled, handing the bowl to Darry.

After all the boys finished up, Y/n flipped on another Beatles record, ignoring the groans of protest from the gang. ‘Twist and Shout’ came on and she excitedly turned around, eyeing Soda. “Soda, do you know how to dance?” she asked, smiling widely. “No, but you can definitely teach me,” he said, jumping up. Y/n laughed as she grabbed his hands. Soda twirled her around as the boys whooped and hollered. The two of them danced around hand in hand, unable to stop laughing.

Y/n looked around and made eye contact with Ponyboy. “I think Ponyboy wants a turn,” Y/n said as she pulled away from Soda. Soda laughed and sat back down next to Steve. “C’mon Pony,” Y/n smiled, grabbing his hands. Pony groaned, but let out a shy smile. “We can square dance,” Y/n smiled. “C’mon Ma,” Pony sighed, reluctantly putting his hands on her waist.

‘And I Love Her’ came on, and the two swayed back and forth. “Come on Pony, twirl the lady!” Two-Bit called out, the boys laughing at the two of them. Pony stiffly lifted his arm and twirled Y/n around. Y/n laughed loudly as Darry pulled her away.

“Alright alright, calm down everybody,” he said. Darry looked at Pony, “Don’t you have homework to do?” he asked sternly. Pony looked down, “Yeah,”. “Then get to it kid,” Darry said, watching him grab his bag then head to his and Soda’s room.

Y/n slapped Darry’s chest lightly. “Let the boy have some fun Dar,” she said, “He’s a good boy, he deserves to take a break every once and awhile,”. Y/n shook her head and pulled away from him.

“Ooooooo,” the boys whooped, laughing at him. “Shut up,” Darry mumbled. Walking over to Y/n.

A/n

Ok, I know. It's been a while. But I hope you enjoy the second chapter! I'm getting back into the Outsiders so I'll hopefully be writing more consistently :).

#darry curtis x reader #the outsiders imagine #the outsiders x reader #dally winston #sodapop curtis #ponyboy #johnny cade x reader #two bit #steve randle

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ambrozjas · 2 months

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I feel like two-bit is the kind of guy to be scared of spiders and then he just atarta get mad and freaks out that the spider is there and starts crying because he's mad(I feel like he would cry when hes mad😭🙏🏻)so could you maybe please do two-bit with a fem reader helping him kill the spider or being scared about it with him please

(also I love writing so much and your theme is so cute💗💗)

“f-fuck—!” two-bit said, drawing out the ‘f’ sound as his eyes widened. he hopped up onto the kitchen counter, knocking over a few bottles in the process as he let out a shrill cry.

you appeared from the hallway, eyes frantic as your head turned in every which way trying to find the threat. “what? what is it?” you screamed. all two-bit did was aggressively point at the floor, to which you squinted at it. and there you saw it. a small black spider. it looked harmless, maybe even cute, really. you bit your cheek to stop yourself from laughing when you heard your boyfriend screeching from on top of the counter for help.

“alright, alright! where are the paper towels?”

“you’ll need a flamethrower for that damn thing! there’s—there’s pro’ly more of ‘em all over this damn house!”

“yeah, ‘cause you don’t clean it, keith.” you snorted, your eyes landing on a small roll of paper towels near the kitchen sink. you sauntered over to them, making sure to go extra slow just to rile him up.

“can’t you go a little faster?! i’m dyin’ here!” he shrieked, extending his hands outwards in an exaggerated motion as his grey eyes widened to the size of saucers.

“are you fuckin’ crying?” you asked as you watched two-bit’s eyes glaze over with a sheen layer of tears.

“just get the damn spider!” he shouted, his voice cracked a bit on the ‘damn’ to which you laughed. all it took was one swift move and you scooped the small arachnid up, clenching it in your hand with the paper towel so it wouldn’t escape.

“y’done bein’ a baby, now?” you tilted your head, your free hand on your hip as you watched two-bit climb off the counter. he cringed at the sight of the paper towel and muttered incoherently as he saw you go to the bathroom to flush the spider down the toilet.

when you came back, you saw two bit pouting on the couch. once you had sat down on the arm of the sofa, you put your hand on his shoulder and asked about his worries. he simply flashed you a cheeky grin, his eyes crinkling at the corners before he asked.

“wanna get me a few more beers, pretty lady?”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ this request was so cute!!! ughhh and youre so sweet thank you sm 💕

kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

#the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #fanfiction #x reader #two bit mathews x reader #two bit mathews headcanons #two bit matthews x reader #two bit x reader #keith two bit mathews #two bit the outsiders #two bit #two bit fic #two bit mathews #two-bit mathews x reader #ugh #emilio estevez is just my bae #🤭#ambrozjas #kiss kiss

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lemonysunsets · 8 months

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Just a little something random I mathed on earlier today lol

Ponyboy: 14 (Jul 22nd)

Sodapop: 16 on 17 (Oct 8th)

Darry: 20 (Jan 5th)

Steve: 17 (April 15th)

Dally: 17 (Nov 9th)

Two Bit: 18 ½ (Jun 20th)

Johnny: 16 (Mar 1st)

Ponyboy says he's been 14 for a month, so that means the book is taking place in August...

Ponyboy: Been 14 for one month

Sodapop: Will be 17 in two months

Darry: Been 20 for eight months

Steve: Been 17 for four months

Dally: Will be 18 in three months

Two Bit: Been 18 for three months

Johnny: Been 16 for five months

#the outsiders #the outsiders 1983 #ponyboy #ponyboy curtis #sodapop #sodapop curtis #darry #darry curtis #dally #dally winston #dallas winston #johnny #johnny cade #two bit #two bit mathews #steve #steve randle #random thoughts #fandoms

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ponyhasapepsiaddiction · 9 days

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Sodapop: Uh oh, he texted you ‘hi.’ He used a period. That can only mean he’s mad at you. Ponyboy: Don’t be silly. It’s Darry, he’s being grammatically correct. Meanwhile: Darry: And then I put a period so he knows I’m mad at him. Two-Bit: A period doesn’t say “I’m mad at you”, it says “You’re dead to me.” Darry: I stand by what I said.

#the outsiders #incorrect quotes #incorrect outsiders quotes #the outsiders memes #sodapop curtis #the outsiders sodapop #darry curtis #the outsiders darry #darrel shayne curtis #ponyboy curtis #darrel curtis #ponyboy #ponyboy michael curtis #the outsiders ponyboy #sodapop #the outsiders two bit #two bit #two bit mathews #keith mathews

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hopae · 3 days

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I love him sm but he looks like he would pick his nose and eat it imo🤷‍♀️

#the outsiders #two bit mathews #two bit #nose picker mf #he looks like he would

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urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites · 5 days

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Could you do school with the greasers POV soda, (if he hadn’t dropped out) centering mostly on soda, steve and two?

I decided to do headcanons and then a fic for this one fam but yes ofc pookie also love ur account btw @sodapopprotectionsociety is freakin gold (natures hardest hue to hold) ((sorry I couldn’t help myself))

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-their dynamic during school

-it’s fuckin comical

-I mean, the pretty boy, the class clown, and the mechanic? It’s a combo alright

-always goofing off in class

-I think that the teachers hate Sodapop more than Two Bit 💀💅😭

-because they think he doesn’t care when really he’s just a lil slow

-they think he’s such a himbo 💀💀

-and I feel like the teachers hate having them in class together 💀💀

Mini Fic incoming !!!!

“Oh, look, it’s the Golden Trio. Better have my damn coffee this morning.” That’s the sentence I was greeted with whenever I walked in the classroom with my best buddies, Steve n’ Two Bit. “Boy, Mrs. Brown sure does hate us.” Two Bit said with a teasing smile. I grin, winking at Two Bit. “I ain’t know why. We ain’t nothin less of angelic.” Two Bit laughs loudly, walking over to Steve as we take our usual seats by the window. Not too far up front, not too far behind, and close enough to the window we get free entertainment whenever class gets boring. And it almost always does. I mean, I ain’t stupid. Well, maybe I am. Just a bit. I guess I sorta gave up tryin’. I mean, I tried at first, listenin’ to the teachers and such but the words always kinda blended into each other, always too slow or fast. No one ever really gets it. But, if I’m forced to be in this classroom that ain’t mean I can’t have fun. The teacher is ranting on about The Great Gatsby or somethin’ like that, meanwhile I practice my shooting skills on a cute girl sitting on the other end of the room, grabbing a white sheet of paper and crumpling it, and chucking it at her with Two Bit. She gives us an irritated look, giving us a lovely finger gesture as we cackle, and before I know it the very familiar sound of Mrs. Browns footsteps make their way to the front of my desk. I give her my most charming grin, which usually works in my favor, but apparently not for her as she gives me a pointer finger towards the outside of her classroom, only spitting out two words: “Principal, now.” “Whoa Whoa Whoa Mrs. B, we was only havin some fun!” Two Bit exclaims with a grin a little too smug. “Now!” She repeats impatiently, and I give her a nonchalant grin and finger guns, swaggering out of the classroom with Two and Steve, wincing as I try not to think of the lecture i’m surely going to get from Darry as soon as my ass is home. I give Two and Steve a knowing smile “You two really feel like going to the principals?” I ask as they shake their heads. “Why don’t we go treat ourselves to a coke for our… outstanding behavior?” Steve quipped with a smug grin as me and Two began walking out the front doors of the school. “Y’know, I think that may just be the best idea you’ve had in a while, Stevie.”

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st-christopher-protect-us · 3 months

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YALL NEEDTA CHILL

#the outsiders #two bit mathews #two bit #emilio estevez

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could you please do a two-bit smut?? i’ve been searching everywhere i can’t find anything on two bit at all 😭😭

Two-bit x Reader Smut

Word Count: 1057

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Keith's mouth was on my neck, sucking hickeys into the soft tissue. "Fuck!" I cried out after he sucked a particularly harsh spot. My hands were stable on his thighs, one hand coming up to palm his clothed dick. He groaned as I did so. "Take it out for me" He said to me. I bit my lip and nodded, unbuttoning his jeans. His cock was throbbing with need and leaking pre-cum.

His mouth moved down to my chest, running his tongue on the skin and my nipples. "Feel good, huh?" he teased. "Yes! Keep going, Keith." My hand wrapped around his thick cock, stroking slowly. He groaned at the unmistakable shlick sound of my hand fisting his cock.

Keith brought one of his hands to my clothed pussy. He applied pressure to my clit, making me whine. My head fell into the crook of his neck, my moans increasing. "Look at me. I wanna see your pretty face." he said. My whimpers only increased from his words. I slowly lifted my head to find him already searching for my eyes. Two's thumb came across my face, running along my smooth skin.

His thick finger found its way into my awaiting mouth. My plush lips closed around him, my tongue wetting his finger. Keith pulled his thumb from my mouth with a pop. The digit found its way into my arousal coated underwear, rubbing at my clit. I moaned and my hips bucked forward. "Faster. Please!" I urged him on. He complied immediately to my request. I started to stroke his abandoned cock again, making him groan.

I leaned in for a passionate kiss, our tongues fight for dominance with his winning in the end. Keiths free hand came to my neck as we continued to explore each mouths. I pulled back to look at him, taking in all his best features. "I love you, Keith" My lips made there way to his again. "I love you too, baby."

I look at him with lustful eyes, "I want you to fuck me." I trailed my hands down to the rolled hem of his muscle tee and pulled it over his head. My leg swings over his waist, straddling him. I positioned my pussy over his awaiting cock, grinding down on him. His cocks aching tip nudged my clit just right every movement. "You feel so good. Just for me, huh?" I said to him.

He nodded to me, smirking at my stroke of dominance. "Fuck yea. Im all yours sweets." The way our bodies worked together was euphoric. We were the only ones who could give one another this pleasure. Keiths hand came down to his hard cock, positioning it at my entrance after pulling my underwear to the side.

His tip sunk inside me making a cry elicit from me. Once he was fully bottomed out in me, my pleasure only increased. Keith brought his hands up to my waist and started to thrust up into me. "Keep going. Please!" Fuck. My hips swirled, grinding down on him slightly. Keiths groans become breathy as I clench down on him.

My moans become louder as he continues to fuck up into me, his cock felt so deep. Keith pulled me down and latch his lips on my neck. "You're such a good girl for me. Take it all, its yours." he finished with breathy groan. I clenched around him as he continued his work on my neck.

My legs start to shake slightly but not enough for me to lose balance yet. My reactions are only egged him on, his moans increasing. My arousal was only gushing more and more with our movements. His cock was only dragging along my walls but it felt like he was digging into my guts.

Love and lust flooded the air in this moment. It only took a couple more thrust before I was coming on his cock. "Shit shit shit. Im cumming." He moaned as I clenched down on him repeatedly during my high. His high came right after mine, "Fuck baby. You're pussys so good, im gonna fill you up" I felt his warm cum shoot inside me next.

I was catching my breath then I felt myself being flipped over. My face was in the soft and plush comforter while my ass was in the air. "You didn't think we were done, did you?" I whimpered at his words. "Please! I want you to fuck me. Want your cock so bad-" I rambled. I felt him push into me, bottoming out once again. "You're so wet for me, baby." I could hear the smirk in his words.

Keith started to thrust into me once again, I pushed back to meet his thrusts. A hand cracked down on my ass only urging me on further. The sting felt so good. "Yea baby, just like that. Theres no one like you." I gripped the sheets tightly as I clenched around him again. "Harder! Please go harder!"

His thrusts become more blunt and harder, his cock pulling fully out of me just for him to push it all back in. The pleasure only got stronger. "Oh Kieth! H-holy shit" I cried out. I let go of the sheets with one hand, reaching down to rub my needy clit. I hear him tut his tongue "Nuh uh baby. Just let go for me!" Next thing I know, my arms are being pulled behind my back by Keith as he continued to pound into me.

I felt my orgasm get closer as he thrusted into me. I whimpered over and over at the sensation. "Im gonna cum!" He groaned as I clenched on his cock and said, "You're so pretty when you're desperate like this. Cum for me!" It only took a couple more pumps before I let go. My eyes rolled back into my head and all I could see what white. My back arched as my body lightly shook.

Two pushed inside me to a hilt once more before he filled me up once again. He pulled out of me, his cum dripping out of me. He brought his hand up to my face, rubbing my cheek softly. "You did so good for me. I love you." I flashed a smile at him. "I love you more, Two"

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A/N: Two-bit smut was requested by many. Hope you enjoyed. My requests are still open. Feel free to request anything. Love you guys <3

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