Can you do a Ponyboy x Reader who has Americana coquette style please!!!
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ponyboy curtis x americana coquette!reader
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skcksxkjssjw i didnt know how to describe the outfit that well but i literally love this style sm and didnt serve it justice :(
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none except like one mention of your tongue?? but it’s licking smth off your lips so i don’t think that’s a warning
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you sat on the bleachers closest to the track, your legs swinging in the small gap between the seats, the tulsa beat slightly burning your thighs due to the shorts you chose today.
you took the lollipop out of your mouth, licking your lips and collecting the flavor of cherries on your tongue. your eyes trained on pony as he ran on the track, doing 200 meter repeats.
you decided to surprise him with your company, partially because you wanted to support your boyfriend and also partially because you were just curious what track and field does for practice.
once he finished his drills and ran around a bit, he looked back to see if his coach was watching and sneaked up to you.
“hey!” ponyboy said breathlessly. “what’re you doin’ here?” his hand were on his hips and his chest heaved with heavy deep breath he took.
“jus’ came to see you.” you said, smiling at pony’s frazzled state. you rummaged through your bag, grabbing a water bottle and handing it to pony.
he let out a breathy laugh and muttered a small ‘thanks’ before taking a few swigs. his eyes took in your clothes, “so what are you doin’ here?” he asked, eyebrows furrowing at the fact that you didn’t answer his previous question.
“you complainin’ that i’m seeing my boyfriend at his practices?” you raised an eyebrow at him. ponyboy rolled his eyes at your insinuation, because he knew that you knew that he always loved when you came.
“y’look.. nice.” he said. the awkwardness of pony’s voice couldve fooled anyone, leading to the assumption that pony didn’t mean them. but you knew him well, you just knew that’s how your boyfriend was.
you looked down at your outfit. a red gingham tank top, jean shorts, and beat up red converse. even when it was so simple to you, it was immaculate in his eyes. you gave him a sheepish smile and a ‘thank you’ in return.
a small silence fell over you two as pony admired you. your sunglasses were lifted up onto the top of your head, held back by your ears. the sun had somehow cast such perfect rays across your face, giving you the perfect golden hue. your squinted eyes tinted warmer when the sun hit them just right. glory, could you get any prettier?
“ponyboy!” his coach called from across the track, aggressively pointing his finger and the ground in front of me, beckoning pony over.
“yeah pony, you’d better get goin’.” you said, laughing a bit when your boyfriend didn’t even bother to turn to look at his coach, annoyed for interrupting his thoughts. when he looked back at you, he gave you a small awkward wave. “i’ll.. see you later?”
“f’sure.” you said, waving back at him, flashing him a grin as you watched him jog up to his coach who yelled for him again.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ skdkdookskw its currently 1:12am but i love this request sm so i had to do it
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Hi lovely!
I've been doing a deep dive into subcultures of the 50-60s and I came across "Beat culture" or "Beatniks".
I read up on them. They were pretty antimaterialistic in the face of capitalist 50s culture, and quite relatively liberal in the face of 50s conservatism. Steve came from the Great Depression, poor, went straight into ww2 after the GD ceased, and never really experienced the luxuries of high(er) disposable income that came with the 50s.
With this in mind, the questions I have for you are these: when Steve was researching everything he missed while in the ice, would he 'like' the Beatniks? As in, would he agree, and perhaps realte, with their values and ideology? If so, to what extent is it contributed to his life before the ice?
You are by no means obligated to answer this ask, I only want to know your opinion on the topic if you want to share it!
Oooo interesting question!
And I think my answer might be a bit surprising on this one.
Because that question really has two halves -- do you mean, what would he think of the artists, or the artwork?
While the Beatniks are associated with later periods, and were championed by the Silent Generation, they actually started in the 1940s. Huncke, Ginsberg, Burroughs, Carr, and Kerouac met in 1944 in and around the Columbia University campus, in New York City.
So my opinion of what Steve's opinion of them would be, is coloured by that knowledge. ^
As somewhat part of the art scene in NYC himself, Steve would've met people like them before.
I'm torn between thinking he would support that which healthily rebels against the crushing dystopian homogeneity and hypocrisy of the Red-Scared 1950s, (natch)...
And picturing blue-collar, hardline democratic socialist, veteran Steve, working New Yorker, local artist, kinda grimacing at the idea of a bunch of Ivy-leaguers LARPing as rebels?
There's a huge difference between fighting capitalism when you've been the starving, downtrodden factory worker, risking everything for a chance at a better life. And fighting capitalism because it's Edgy and Fashionable, and you have the luxury of doing so without consequences, because you're not actually a Poor.
Steve would maybe approve of them seeing past their own privilege to join that side; the more the merrier.
But I think he'd find them styling themselves rebels... risible. Pretentious. Appropriative, even.
He might approve openly defying the status quo, no matter who does it. (Showing evidence of a completely different, especially queer lifestyle than the nightmarish enforced-conformity of what Everyone is supposed to want? Yeah, great, good.)
(Sidenote: IMO, more-privileged people sneering at the suburbs, the ticky-tacky houses all the same, wouldn't entirely jive with Steve, because for so many poor people of his generation & SEC, the idea of owning a home was the embodiment of a dream.
These were people who 'white fled' not because of sudden presence of black people (which there wasn't for quite a while yet!) but because all the blue collar jobs had vanished, post war-boom, and the combination of new roads and GI bill made owning a home, previously impossible for the poor whites, a new possibility. They not only expected to have to work preposterously hard, but considered themselves extremely lucky to even have a job.
Steve would understand why those people were seduced by that vision of suburban home ownership, and didn't see the HOA-run Stepford Hell they were trapping themselves in (there's an EG / WandaVision reference here, I just know it)
Even if he himself would've been able to see through it.
(And would have found it stifling, sinister, and boring, as a proud city boy.)
But I think he'd find it incredibly annoying if people of higher SECs sneered at it from on high.)
As an artist himself Steve would appreciate the Beatniks breaking new ground, artistically.
He would have the mental discipline to measure their individual works on their own merits, irrespective of who the authors were.
But...
He would find their attitudes selfish? self-absorbed? and their pretensions of rebellion- quaint? milquetoast? mastubatory? pleased with themselves? downright annoying? Too much to take them seriously. A little bit too 'we rich kids think we invented and defined open-mindedness.' (You can imagine how that would rankle!)
So I can picture Steve liking the freeness of their work, maybe defending them to rightwing-ers, but not wanting to be trapped in an actual lift with one? 😬
(If we're talking US pop culture archetypes, IMO Steve would most identify with the rebel motorcycle gangs composed of disillusioned army vets, across multiple decades.
Picture bearded Nomad Steve, on his Harley bobber, having a spotty fresh-outta-college 'rebel poet' pull up next to him, and being like 'yeah, that's real cute kid, stay in school.')
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*ed* sidenote: many moons later, and I was pleased to stumble across a stucky fic which shared my exact opinion on this, although they articulated it much more eloquently than me! 😅
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He reads about half of On the Road by Jack Kerouac first, and texts Bucky, in a huff of frustration.
S: This book is terrible. These people are horribly selfish.
B: are you reading on the road?
S: Yes! ! Why did you recommend this? I'm judging you.
B: read the wikipedia page
Steve reads the Wikipedia page for On the Road with increasing distaste.
S: Well, now I hate an entire generation.
B: I'm sorry but I can't stop laughing at you hating the generation that came after you for being annoying and weird and selfish. God, it's so classic. Humanity. Never change.
S: Anyone of any generation would find the Beat lifestyle incredibly wasteful, irresponsible and unpleasant.
B: In fact, many admire the way they were pushing back against the rigidity of society.
S: To what end? Narcissism and arrogance and abusing women and shirking personal responsibility are not noble causes!
B: You're not wrong. But I am laughing at you.
S: They had the privilege to be irresponsible. But they act like they are forced to be outsiders. When millions are actually excluded from mainstream life/prosperity and that isn't a noble act of Romantic rebellion it’s their existence, and it’s looked down upon as a shameful failure.
B: Well, you got me there.
S: The way this nation demonizes the poor and working class, but it’s seen as novel and spiritual when a middle class person does it. My mother had to leave Ireland because Catholics weren’t allowed to work. It wasn't a glamorous adventure. It was systematic colonialism destroying a culture. And then she got to watch that happen in the US with the dust bowl migration.
B: I feel kind of embarrassed that I was pretty into them as an undergrad and never really thought of it that way.
S: These men are play acting as poor and homeless for a lark and they think it’s poetry.
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So if you'd like to read the rest: Unpredictable Synchronicity.
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