So This Is Literally Me With My Man??? 💗

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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Soc! reader or Girly! reader would definitely have a picture of Dallas likes this…

(This is my photo and my man)

Priscilla and Marilyn Monroe for me 😭

scary how it actually happened

Norman F Rockwell

D Winston x reader

Warnings : toxic relationships , toxic men , mentions of sexual topics , drinking , Dallas Winston

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God damn, man child

You fucked me so good that I almost said “I love you”

You were laid down in your floral sheets, your mind no longer filled with self conscious or nervous thoughts as your boyfriend laid down next to you. Your breathing had calmed down and your eyes scanned over Dally’s face. He had a proud grin on his lips like he had just won the lottery, you don’t know whether to be proud or regret the whole thing. Dallas had sat up resting his bare back against your headboard. He seems bored but how can he be after how you both showed all of your love?

You sat up next to Dallas and smiled. He glanced back at you and raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“Nothing…it’s just I wanted to tell you I-”

He got off of your bed and began to get back into his clothes, not even paying attention to what you have to say.

“Mhm, sounds great doll.”

You just sat there, just watching him as he pulled on his leather jacket and lit up a cancer stick. He put his boots back on and cleared his throat as he met your gaze again. You somehow smiled as you met his eyes but it wasn’t returned. It never will be.

“Uh..same time tomorrow?”

You nodded your head slowly not being able to comprehend the reality that he doesn’t love you. You just can’t comprehend that he’s using you…

You’re fun and you’re wild

But you don’t know the half of the shit you put me through

You of course decided to go to one of Bucks parties as Dal’s girl. You knew he felt proud with his arm slung around your shoulders as you both walked into the busy and messy bar. You obviously know what your purpose is for the night, you’re here for Dallas..so you have to have fun. You have to listen to him and not make a scene. You have to be perfect. He walked around the party with you at his hip the whole night. You sat in his lap as he talked to his Greaser buddies, he talked about his wild adventures and he played pool. It felt like how it was supposed to, it was supposed to be a fun, crazy party. It was of course but the night turned when the drinks came along.

You lost Dallas in the big crowd and now you’re alone. You’re alone in a crowded bar with guys you don’t even know around you. You came to be perfect for your boyfriend, to show him you’re everything he needs. But you second guess your perfectness when you see him with another girl. He’s got her pinned to the wall with his hands on her hips and in one blink of an eye his lips are on hers.

You froze as you stared at the scene happening across the bar.

“He’s just drunk” you tell yourself.

But when you’re walking out of the warm bar by yourself into the cold night. You second guess if he even does love you. But every time you think that you always say “He’ll change.” But the change hasn’t came yet and you’re still waiting for it.

Your poetry’s bad and you blame the news

But I can’t change that and I can’t change your mood

Dallas had come over after a few weeks of ignoring you. You’re the one that reaches out to him and you had after the party but he never called back. He never reached out asking if you were ok or if you wanted him to pick you up from school. Nothing.

But the reason why he did come over wasn’t for apologizing about kissing a girl in the same room as you, but for a hookup. You guess he got bored of all the other girls so now he’s going back to someone he knows will give in so easily, and you give in. Every. Single. Time.

“Come on, Doll. It’ll be quick. ‘Just wanna spend time with my girl.”

Your breathed hitched in your throat as he put his hands on your hips, his hands moving up and down your sides.

“I don’t know Dal..I’ve got a headache.”

His eyebrows furrowed at your comment and he shook his head.

“Headache? Great. It’s always something with you, huh?”

You looked up at him and felt your heart race. You feel like you’ve screwed up because now he’s pissed. He’s pissed he can’t get in your pants and he’s going to turn it all on you.

“Sorry Dal, it’s just-”

He scoffed and raised his hands in mock surrender.

“Whatever, man. You don’t wanna spend time with your guy? I get it, I know when I’m not wanted.”

He began to step away from you but you know he won’t leave because you’re wrapped around his fingers.

“Wait. I do wanna spend time with you. I’m fine..it’s okay.”

And that’s how he’s gotten full control over you. He knows you’ll let him use you. He knows he’ll get whatever he wants from you because he has full control.

‘Cause you’re just a man

It’s just what you do

Your head in your hands as you color me blue.

Yea, you’re just a man all through and through

Your head in your hands as you color me blue

No matter where you go with Dallas it feels like you can’t leave him. You can’t leave his side because you know he’ll find someone better than you. He’ll show them off like he used to with you, but now he already has you and there’s no fun in that.

Goddamn man child

You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two

Self loathing poet, resident Laurel Canton, know it all

You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you

But I don’t get bored, I just see you through

Dallas had been talking to his buddies at the bar, Sodapop Curtis, Steve Randle and Two-bit Mathew’s. But something changed when the girls started walking in and started a conversation with everyone else except Dallas. His brows furrowed and his mouth twitched into a sneer. You were sat at the bar just watching Dal’s face turn in annoyance and you couldn’t help but wonder, “why would no one pay attention to him?”

Dallas had caught your eyes and sauntered over to you, his sneer turning into a grin. He sat next to you in the empty seat, that was his earlier until he left you to go talk to his friends.

“What’s up with you, sweetie?”

And that’s how the night had started. You listened to his New York accent drawl as he spoke about his flashy and wild decisions back in New York. He’s told you them before but you don’t mind. You could listen to him talk forever. You know he’s drunk and that might be why he’s paying you so much attention and repeating the things he has told you many times before.

“You’re a real broad, huh?”

You smiled to yourself and couldn’t help but giggle like a little school girl.

“Yea..you’re some hot broad, Cherry.”

Why wait for the best when I can have you?

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Please send some requests of what

you girlies would like next!!

~Fooled Around and

Fell in Love~

D Winston x reader

So..this song Fooled Around And Fell In Love by Elvin Bishop reminds me so much of Dallas Winston x reader??

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Explanation + imagine :

So obvi Dally is a tough guy and has that cold, tough demeanor. He obvi doesn’t care about anyone but himself..except for Johnny. Do you really think he’d care about any of the girls he had hooked up with?? No!

But!

I honestly do think if Dal was falling for one of his girls he’d try being near them 24/7! He’d def try to get a rise out of them before distancing himself when he feels like he has gotten too attached. Like this boy will avoid you at all costs..I’m not exaggerating.

The song lyrics for from that playboy to someone who is head over heels for someone he wasn’t supposed to! But of course knowing Dallas Winston he def would not admit his feelings to anybody..or himself!

But I do imagine the gang teasing him because he is so damn obviously in love with this sweet amazing girl! But he’ll just brush it off saying it’s just another broad of his.

The Diner

The Diner bell rings as the front door swings open. In comes Dallas Winston and his two Greaser buddies, completely filling the calm atmosphere with trouble and chaos. Your shift was going great since it’s one of those slow Sunday afternoons, but when Dallas slid into his booth and looked over at you with that careless grin..you knew your shift was ruined.

Dallas leaned back against his booth with his legs sprawled out under the table. He had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, completely ignoring the no smoking sign at the front. His two buddies sat across from him. One of his buddies looked about 14 and too young to be hanging out with a person like Dallas. The other looked 16 and shaken, he has scars on his face and looks like a beat up puppy.

You sighed to yourself as you grabbed your notepad and your pen before gathering the courage to go over to the Greaser table. You smiled as you made your way over before stopping at their table with your notepad in hand.

“Hello boys, how’re ya’ll? Would you guys like to hear our specials for today?”

You kept it light and sweet even though you dreaded serving Dally. He’s trouble and you know it, he knows it. But somehow he always seems to be wherever you are or just trying to get a rise out of you on purpose. That might be why he’s here now, sitting in your seating area, with a smirk on his lips and a gleam in his eye.

“Hey, honey. I don’ need to hear any of that crap..all I need to know is if you’re on the menu.”

You grimaced at his comment. That sentence just proved that this person is in fact Dallas Winston.

“Uh..no. But you need to stop smoking in here, Dallas. There’s a sign out front.”

You turned your head to the front entrance before pointing at the sign, then glancing back at him.

“No smoking inside the diner.”

He scoffed and shook his head, like you’re making this whole thing up.

“Why the hell would I listen to a sign about what I can and can’t do?”

You glanced at the boys that sat across from Dal, then back at Dallas. His protest is stupid and this whole thing is a waste of your time.

“Well your decisions will affect the people sitting here and I won’t be able to serve you boys if you’re smoking. Rules are rules, whether you like it or not.”

Dallas rolled his eyes before glancing back at the boys who sat across from him. He scoffed at their embarrassed and upset looks before putting his hands up in mock surrender.

“Sure, whatever you say honey.”

He took the cigarette out of his mouth before putting it out on the table, his eyes never leaving yours. You rolled your eyes at this action and looked at the two boys that sat across from him. You smiled sweetly before clicking your pen as you got ready to write.

“What would you cuties like to drink?”

The smaller boy, with green eyes, smiled before glancing at Dallas then at the menu.

“Uh..can I get a Pepsi, please?”

You nodded your head as you wrote down his order before glancing at the boy next to him. The boy next to him is the one with the scars and looks like a beat up puppy.

“What about you, hun?”

He smiled before glancing down at the menu then at Dallas. Dallas spoke up.

“He wants a Coke, Doll.”

You nodded your head and wrote down his order before glancing back at Dallas Winston.

“What would you like, Dallas?”

He smirked and sat up in his seat as he locked eyes with you.

“One coffee, but I don’t want any of that sugar crap. Just black, sweetie.”

He winked as he said one of the many nicknames he gives you, with that thick New York accent. Somehow, the nicknames roll off his tongue like warm butter. He has this crooked grin on his lips that makes you almost want to melt to your knees.

“Alright. So..just a plain black coffee, a Pepsi and a Coke?”

You glanced at the table and the two boys nodded their head. You were about to walk off to grab their drinks but Dallas stopped you by his big ass boot being in the way. You locked eyes with Dallas before raising an eyebrow.

“You forgot something, Doll”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before glancing down at your notepad. You slowly shook your head.

“No..? I got all the drinks down-”

“You forgot to give me your number.”

Your lips made a thin line out of annoyance. You really don’t want to be dealing with Dallys bullshit right now.

“Lay off, Winston”

You huffed and walked away with your notepad gripped in your hand.

Dallases eyes never left you as you scurried away from his table. He has this dumb grin on his lips because he knew he hit your boiling point. He got just what he wanted..well almost all of it. He still wants a chance, but he knows you’ll never give him one.

He turned back around in his seat but when he did he was met with two young boys grinning. Dal furrowed his eyebrows.

“What the hell are you guys smiling at?”

Pony perked up but was careful with how he spoke or whispered.

“Dal has a crush…”

Dallas scoffed and shook his head before glancing back at where you were, this made Ponyboy and Johnny snicker. Dals head snapped back towards them before he spoke up.

“You better shut the hell up, man, before I smack you both into next week.”

- And that’s how, just maybe, Dallas Winston had fallen for someone he shouldn’t -

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You Don’t Own Me

D Winston x reader

warnings : Dallas Winston , toxic relationships , suggestiveness , alcohol , etc.

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You don’t own me

I’m not just one of your many toys

Dallas Winston is trouble. You’ve known that since you’ve heard about his juvenile record but also because he’s been screwing around town. Well you didn’t know the last part until a few days ago when you’ve heard Betty talking about your boyfriend when she was getting her hair done. Betty just went on and on about the girls Dallas had been screwing behind his “poor old girlfriend’s back”. Let’s just say..you left the salon with your blood boiling. But the best part of this was your so called “boyfriend” was parked outside waiting for you.

You huffed and swung the car door open before sitting down in the passenger seat and slamming the door closed. You crossed your arms over your chest and kept your eyes infront of you, not even wanting to look at the boy next to you.

Dal’s thick eyebrows furrowed and he narrowed his eyes at you.

“What’s up your ass today?”

You huffed out a laugh. Is he serious?

“My ass? What’re you putting up Sarah, Sasha and Sylvia’s ass?”

Dallas scoffed and threw his hands up like you’re crazy.

“What the fuck? You’re fucking crazy, man. You think I’m screwing around?”

“Uh..I don’t think, I know.”

He shook his head and glanced around the car not even wanting to look at you.

“Yeah, yeah. Keep talking bullshit, that’s all I hear from you.”

You scoffed and grabbed the door handle before opening the passenger side door to get out.

“Bullshit? Our whole relationship was bullshit and you know it. Have fun with std’s, asshole!”

You slammed the passenger door closed and walked away from Bucks T-Bird.

You don’t own me

Don’t say I can’t go with other boys

You’re upset about Dallas cheating on you and you went to one of your best friends, but also one of Dal’s buddies. Sodapop Curtis. You always got along with Soda but you also knew if Dallas saw you both together Dallas would want to die from insecurity. When you guys dated you knew Dallas had a huge ego but sometimes when Soda would come around it just seemingly faltered.

“Crazy ol’ Dal. I’m so sorry, he can be a real jerk sometimes.”

“Yeah..I know.”

Soda paused as he looked around the diner before he practically jumped with excitement.

“Hey! I almost forgot but there’s a big party tonight, we should totally go!”

You hesitated but slowly nodded your head. You can manage to have fun without Dallas. You don’t need a scumbag to control you the whole night. So with that you of course agreed.

Once you both finished your milkshakes you headed your separate ways. Soda went back to the DX and you were about to start walking down the cracked sidewalk to go head home. But someone happened to be in the way.

Dallas was leaned against the Diner wall smoking a cancer stick. You glanced away from him as quick as possible and tried to walk away but he must’ve seen you.

“Hey! What the hell?”

You didn’t want to look back but you made the mistake of meeting his narrowed eyes.

“What?”

“What’re you doing with Sodapop?”

You shrugged your shoulders and shifted uncomfortably.

“We were just talking. It’s none of your business, anyway.”

He furrowed his brows and scoffed.

“None of my business? I heard ya both. Going to a party together, slut.”

Your head snapped to meet his gaze and that made him smirk at you.

“So what? Soda is much of a better man than you’ll ever be.”

“Are you serious? Going to a party with Curtis instead of me? You’re making a mistake, Doll.”

“You’re a mistake, the biggest one I ever made.”

Don’t tell me what to do

Don’t tell me what to say

And please, when I go out with you

Don’t put me on display cause you don’t own me

Don’t tie me down cause I’ll never stay

The party is wild and the best decision is going with Soda. You had a couple of drinks and everyone here is drunk, except Soda. Your head is spinning and you feel ditzy. There are a few people from school here but you’ll never find a Soc here, it’s too disgusting for them.

You’re enjoying yourself in the burning ecstasy of the alcohol burning your throat. But your happiness is washed away when you’re met with those devilish eyes of Dallas. You scoffed out loud, not afraid to show your annoyance. He saunters over to you with a beer in hand. He reeks of rum and tobacco. Gross.

“Hey sweetheart.”

“Hi.”

He grins down at you and sways back and forth. He’s disgustingly drunk. He puts his hands on your hips, his thumbs rubbing circles into your hips. He leans his mouth close to your ear.

“God..you look so good tonight. We should go somewhere a little private.”

He slides his hand down your hip and to your upper thigh. You gasp and swat his hand away.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Come on, I’ll make it up to you. I’m sorry, Doll. Daddy will make you feel better in a few minutes if you stop being a brat.”

You shake your head and push him off yourself.

“Get off of me! I wish I’ve never laid eyes on you!”

You hurriedly left Dallas and went searching for Sodapop to take you home.

I don’t tell you what to say

I don’t tell you what to do

So just let me be myself that’s all I ask of you

It’s been a month since the party and you can’t help but feel so much happier without Dallas brining you down. You were so sick of being dragged down, being compared to his ex. You were so sick of being told you were never enough for someone who didn’t even deserve you! Everything seems brighter now and you can’t have it any other way. Now you can say “I survived Dallas Winston.”

I’m young, and I love to be young

I’m free, and I love to be free

To live my life the way I want

To say and do whatever I please

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About Me!!

My name is Adriana and this is my new blog! This is the same exact blog one as my deleted one 😭!

Here are a few of my fave things:

Artists : Lana Del Rey , Lesley Gore , Brenda Lee , Marilyn Monroe , Frank Sinatra , The Rolling Stones , Fleetwood Mac , Etta James , Ella Fitzgerald , The Supremes , Connie Francis , Billie Holiday

Hobbies : Drawing , painting , dancing , writing , journaling , editing , reading

Things I love : Sunsets , Sunrises , oldies , vintage , shopping , fashion , The Outsiders , Marilyn Monroe , Jewlery , Carnations , Barbie , Cherry Coke , sleeping , Dallas Winston / Matt Dillon

Random things : Aquarius sun , Capricorn moon , Gemini rising , she/her

Fictional Characters : Dallas Winston , Ponyboy Curtis , Lorelei Lee , Aurora , Cinderella , Charlotte La Bouff , Kat Stratford , Allie Hamilton , Jack Duncan , Mia Thermopolis , Elle Woods

Fav Movies : Priscilla , The Outsiders , The Notebook , Sleeping Beauty , Gentlemen Prefer Blondes , Liars Moon , The Man In The Moon , Dirty Dancing , 10 Things I Hate About You , The Princess Diaries , Legally Blonde

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I write fanfics for The Outsiders!

So please request!!

See ya Girlies!

hi! maybe you can write about “the way things go” by beabadoobee with soda or darry! please :)

@whitemanswh0r3

Of course!!! I actually had ideas for the both of them but I choose…

The Way Things Go…

~Sodapop C x reader~

warnings: war, death, angst, etc.

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And there’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy

And there’s too much on my mind that I don’t even want to try

Guess it’s not far from the ordinary, they do say love is blind

But I guess that’s the way things go

You had your eye on Soda for a while now, always have and always will. But the worse part is he isn’t even yours. He’s Sandy’s. She’s pretty but it doesn’t make up for her personality. You’ve caught her talking to Tony during gym and you were itching to tell Soda when school ended. But of course she got to him first, he’d never belive you anyway. Sandy’s his girlfriend you aren’t.

But that changed when she got pregnant and moved to Florida in ‘65. You knew it was Tony’s baby but you didn’t have the heart to tell him that then or ever. Now you’ve gotten his attention that you’ve been longing for since high school. By now Soda would have already been engaged to Sandy since the class of ‘66 had graduated three years back. You wonder if Soda had ever had the same thoughts about you as he did with Sandy.

The record spun round and round as it played the soft hum of “I’ll be seeing you” by Jimmy Durante. Soda had his eyes on yours as you both swayed together to the slow, romantic song. You smiled softly as your arms wrapped around his neck.

“I love you, Pepsi-Cola.”

He grinned when you confessed to him the words you have many times before.

“I love you too..that’s why I gotta tell you somethin’.”

You raised your eyebrows at that. He seems happy..is he actually doing it? Is he proposing?

“I..got drafted. I’m gonna be fightin’ in Vietnam..”

You froze as he said that. Your whole world felt like it had crashed. You knew about the war going on, everyone did, but you didn’t think he would get drafted.

“Hey, hey. Don’t worry, everything will be ok. I’ll write to you everyday and it’ll be like I never left.”

You shook your head and you felt the tightness in your throat and the sting in your eyes.

“No, Soda. This isn’t alright! You can’t just tell me you’ve gotten drafted to war and say everything will be ok.”

He shook his head and cupped his hands around your face to make you look up at him. He was hurting as much as you were but you knew he’d never show it, he had to stay strong.

“Shh..I promise I’ll make it back to my girl. I love you, you know that I always keep my promises.”

He tried to smile at you but his chin quivered as your glossy eyes met his. You knew this draft would affect your relationship, but you’ll never know how until the day comes.

Can’t remember how to say your name

Let alone count all the freckles on your face

A distant memory that I used to know

Oh, I guess that’s just the way things go

The train station is crowded it’s like the whole town is here and you can’t help but wander how it’ll be like when it’s time to pick them up four years from now. You fiddle with your necklace around your neck as you watch Sodapop say goodbye to each of his buddies one by one. Your heart aches as you watch Soda’s face. He’s smiling but it never meets his eyes. His eyes aren’t bright like they usually are and you doubt they’ll ever be again.

You shift on your feet as Soda stands infront of you. He puts his duffel bag down on the ground next to him and he tilts his head as he looks at you. He’s already wearing his uniform.. military uniform. You feel like you’re going to break down right now and you belive Soda feels the same exact way.

“Soda, let’s just run away! Come on, let’s go now. Let’s just ditch this whole thing-”

He shook his head and cupped your face with one hand so he could wipe away any stray tears.

“We can’t. I can’t.”

The train horn blew once again and your stomach turned. You shake your head and the tears pool in your eyes.

“Soda, don’t leave. Don’t leave me please.”

You begged him to stay but all he could do was pull you into his arms and let you cry into his chest. Your hands clung to his body like it could keep him there with you until forever. He pulled back just a bit to see your face. He smiled and grabbed something out of his pocket.

“Hey…I got somethin’ for ya. I want you to have it so if you ever miss me you can wear it.”

He pulled out a ring box and he opened it. It’s a ring band..an engagement ring.

“Soda…”

He looked like he was going to break down but he kept his smile as he looked at you, the smile never meeting his eyes. He took the ring out of the small box and put it on your finger.

“When I get back we’ll get married. I’ll make it fancier than somethin’ like this train station. Promise.”

You looked down at the ring on your finger before tackling him into another hug. But that was cut short by the conductor blowing the horn and yelling for people to get on the train. Jerk.

“Don’t go!”

Soda quickly grabbed his duffle bag before running to the train. You stifled a laugh but the tears ran down your face. He got on the train and the gang stayed with you, of course they would. You all stared at the train but your head snapped when you heard your name from an open train window and a smiling Sodapop Curtis.

“Bring her up here, I never got to give a proper goodbye to my girl!”

You laughed and hurried over. The group helped you up and your lips connected with your lovely boyfriends. You wished this could have lasted forever but nothing good ever does.

“I love you to the moon and back.”

Soda grins against your lips before leaning back.

“I love you more than all the stars in the sky.”

The train horn whistles a final blow before it starts moving against the tracks. The boys hoist you down and Sodas head still sticks out the train window. He puts his arm out too which lead to him waving like crazy.

“I’ll write to ya’ll!! Keep a Coke in the icebox until I come back!”

Oh, I guess that’s just the way things go

Can’t remember when you said you called

Miles away and it’s still my fault

The love you said you had, it sometimes showed

Oh, I guess that’s the way things go

The letters flowed from week to week. You loved reading how Sodapop got along with all his new buddies and it made you smile. You read about how much he missed you, how he longed for these four years to be over so he could come back home and get married…

Three years and six months. That’s how long Soda has been in Vietnam and now you’ve got about a thousand letters in a huge box dedicated to him. But one day in June the letters just stopped. You waited and waited for just a letter. One letter is all you need but it never came.

You sat on the Curtis brothers porch in the hot weather of July. You fidgeted with the engagement ring on your finger. Your mind drifts off as you stare down at your ring. You imagine the life you are going to have with him but your dreams are cut off by six boots infront of you. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“Soda?”

But when you lift your head up you’re met with three sorrowful soldiers. One soldier infront holding a military uniform with the name tag “Soda Curtis”.

He sure did keep his promise of coming back but not in the way you expected. The Coke that’s in the ice box will never be touched because that’s the very last thing Soda told the gang to do. You now have his military uniform and the shining band around your finger you vowed to never take off. You just wish he had something of yours so in his final moments he’d always have apart of you…

Oh, I guess that’s the way things go

There’s so much left to say, I guess I’m just the bigger guy

And there’s too much on my mind that I don’t even want to try

Guess it’s not far from the ordinary, they do say love is blind

But I guess that’s the way things go

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