#steve randle fanfic

[thewulf]

Peachy Girl || Steve Randle

Summary: Request - Could you please do a Steve Randle x Curtis Sister! Reader where the two of them are really close and Steve is really protective of her and helps her out a lot?... Read Rest Here

A/N: Thank you so much for the request anon. This one is so soft and sweet :)

Pairing: Steve Randle x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.2k +

TW: crying, anxiety, sadness, hints of depression

Ever since your parents had passed those months ago you’d felt like you were drifting further and further into invisibility in your own home. It was never easy being the second middle child, right between the dazzling Sodapop and the book smart Ponyboy. You were kind of always just there. You’d made up for you lack of being special in anything by being kinder than anybody around you. There was always a smile on your face no matter the occasion. It took the passing of the most important people in your life to dim it.

But you had to put on a show for your brothers. They were already going through so much on their own. Darry had to step up and become a father in a matter of moments for his grieving siblings, he might not have even grieved himself. Sodapop was navigating falling in love while figuring out the loss. The moment he could he dropped out of school to start working at that gas station down the road with Steve.

Steve Randle, Soda’s very best friend. Steve had been a part of the Curtis household for as long as you had remembered. He was always just there. He was always your favorite of the greasers. You’d always found it so easy to talk to him, vent to him. He’d always been soft on you too. Little did you know of his growing crush on you that Soda was, very unfortunately, sworn to secrecy. Even though Sodapop assured him all of the boys would support it. Soda maybe wasn’t the most book smart, but he certainly wasn’t dumb either. Soda just knew when he’d lost his best friend to his sister. Not that he minded. He always knew there was something deeper there that neither of you wanted to see. Not until Soda caught Steve staring off at her a few too many times. Steve couldn’t deny the growing feelings he felt for you.

Then there was Ponyboy. Pony. The baby of the family. The brainiac child who was going to get the hell out Tulsa. He was always destined for so much more than the greaser life he was born into. You never felt like you didn’t belong with them you just felt like they didn’t know you or care to know you. They just assumed you were fine. You had a smile on your face always.

When your parents passed everything went to straight to the depths hell. You had to figure it out on your own as Pony spiraled quickly. His usual A grades were slipping to C’s. He just didn’t seem to care anymore. He and Darry got into nothing but arguments every night. At first you’d tried to mediate, but you’d grown tired of being ignored by the two of them as you tried to calm down the blowouts. So, you just let it happen. Then that dreadful night happened. Johnny killed a soc and Pony ran away with him. For five dreadful days you mustered up the strength to be the rock you brothers needed as they were in a state you’d never seen before. You were just as panicked as they were, you just couldn’t show it. Then he came home, a hero. The entire ordeal was nothing less than horrific for you, but it didn’t matter, no. Ponyboy needed them, you even. You had to be the big sister he could lean on now.

You had been so wrapped up in your own thoughts you hadn’t heard the front doors usual squeak when it opened and closed. No, you were just staring at the pages of homework sitting at the kitchen table in front of you. You hadn’t even heard the footsteps of the man you could probably call your own best friend if Soda hadn’t claimed him so fiercely.

“Hey Peach.” Steve’s usual demanding voice had downturned into something softer, “You doin’ alright? Where’s everyone?” Your eyes flicked up to meet his smiling gaze looking down at you. You’d grown close to Steve, especially after your parents had passed.

Steve had started calling you Peach after you went through a phase one summer where you discovered your love for the fruit. You wanted peach everything. Steve found it far cuter than he should have. He was fifteen at the time and you were fourteen. It was then that he knew his feelings were changing for the younger Curtis sister. You also loved baking, so Steve became your designated taste tester after your family was tired of trying peach flavored treats. He couldn’t stand the look of disappointment on your face when somebody turned down what you baked. That’s why he made sure to take at least one of everything each time you offered.

He didn’t miss the way you jumped. His sudden presence in the oddly quiet house surprising you, “Hi Stevie.” Giving him your best smile that surely didn’t fool him of your sullen mood as you nodded your head along trying to convince yourself more than him, “I’m okay. Just struggling through some homework. Pony’s at his afterschool tutoring thing. Soda’s down at the DX and Darry’s still at work. Said it’d be a late night. His crew took on another job.”

Steve nodded as he sat down next to you grabbing for your pre-calculus homework you’d all but zoned out on, “You’re the smartest gal I know, Peach.” He grinned reading over the problems you hadn’t even tried starting. It was only two years ago he’d been in the same class, and he’d remembered a little of it so an offer of help would likely not do too much to actually help.

A sigh left your lips, “Don’t feel so smart right now Stevie.” Defeat was evident in your tone. You were overtired. Exhausted and not quite sure how you were going to continue on faking something that was breaking you apart. You felt like a burden on the family, on Darry. Useless and just another mouth to feed. At least Soda was bringing in money and Pony had some promise.

Steve was silent as he studied you. He watched as you grabbed for your homework back. Your eyes stayed trained on the homework. Your eyes strained as you wrote something down before quickly erasing it. He’d watched you for a few minutes as you struggled through whatever was going on in your head. Something was going on and he was going to get to the bottom of it. It was becoming clear he was a safe space for you to open up.

He placed his hand down on the table next to yours, “Hey Curtis, what’s going on?” His voice was kinder than you’d ever heard from him which only made it harder to hold back the building tears behind your eyes. Why were you about to cry anyway? It made you feel weak as you pushed your hands in your eyes trying to push them away.

He watched with worry as you seemed to crumble at his words and under his gaze. He’d never, in the nearly twelve years of knowing you, seen you act so off from your usual self. He knew you were holding back from him and that certainly wasn’t like you. It’d only take a little bit of word to get the truth out of your lips and he knew it.

But to his surprise you actually gave him an answer he could understand, “I’m just… tired.” You trailed off before continuing, letting it out. Steve had become sort of a safe space for you after your life was thrust into chaos, “I’m not important Stevie. Not smart like Pony so what’s the point of trying in school? Not beautiful and charming like Soda. I have the personality of a scared mouse compared to him. And I’m certainly not strong like Darry. Who else could do what he's dealing with right now. I’m invisible and useless and…”

Steve had to stop you. The words coming out of your own mouth were upsetting him far more than you realized, “You can’t say things like that, Peach.”

“But it’s true.” He saw the way you blinked slowly trying to stop the incoming tears that seemed inevitable at this point.

Steve couldn’t stand the sight of you. Not having a clue how to comfort not only his friend but the girl he’d always loved but just recently realized it. He decided to grab for your hand. Once he had it he ran his thumb in gentle circles on the back of it. He wasn’t a man for many words most of the time, but you needed his words now, “Your brothers are those things, you’re right Peach. But you’re also the kindest greaser I’ve ever met. When nobody stopped to help that little kid last week you didn’t think twice to help him and stop the bleeding from his scraped knees. You changed that kids day for the better when nobody bothered to stop.”

He smiled seeing the blush rising to your cheeks at his small praise. He had to continue on knowing that the kind words were actually working, “The best damn baker too.  The guys always talk about how good your treats are. Shit, after the rumble they all but demanded some cupcakes from Miss Curtis. You’re a sunshine, Peach. You’re my sunshine, Y/N. So please, don’t say those things. You’re so important. Important to so many people. To me.”

Not being able to hold back the tears after the sweetest words from him you just let them fall. Before you could brush them away you felt his hands wiping them away for you. Not even you could deny the way your heart started racing at the intimate touch of his hands on your cheeks. You loved him and you didn’t have a clue how to say it. He made you feel the safest and most secure out of the greasers. Not even Pony could make you feel so loved, cherished, and adored.

After a moment of your sniffles and tears he decided to do something he’s never done with you before. But then again, he’d genuinely only seen you cry after your parents had died. You weren’t a crier and him seeing you with so many was distressing him. He stood up, took your hand, and gently led you to the living room. Without saying a word, he pulled you down with him as he sat down on the couch. In his boldest move he wrapped his arms right around your waist and pulled you into him. It startled you but it felt oddly… right. There wasn’t a hint of either of you being uncomfortable as you laid your head on his shoulder. Steve let his hand rest just under your hip.

“You hear me Peachy girl?” He whispered while using his other hand to gently run his hands through your hair.

You could have sworn your heart literally fluttered at the way he changed your nickname. Softer and sweeter. A side of Steve Randle that only you would see. He had his issues, but they were never directed at you. You’d never felt safer than when you were with him.

A soft nod came from you, “I hear you. Thank you Stevie. For everything. You’re always there for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” If you weren’t so cried out from the earlier tears you were sure the emotions would be too much for you right now. Steve was quite literally holding you in his arms. You didn’t want to think too much into it, but it felt like things were about to change between the two of you.

You felt your eyes grow heavy as a yawn escaped your lips. He had no idea how soothing this was for you. Exactly and everything that you needed. Only he could know that. He knew you better than your brothers that lived with you.

“It’s a good thing you’ll never have to do that then, yeah?” He asked more so reassuring your thoughts

He smiled seeing the tension leaving you, your eyes drooping heavily. It wasn’t what he had planned but he relished at the thought of you falling asleep on him. Quicker than he thought he heart your breaths even out. He continued to run his hand through your hair not wanting to break the peace you’d finally found.

He had no idea how long the two of you sat there before the front door opened up once more. Thankfully it was just Soda who walked in with the usual grease smeared across his face.

“What’s this?” Sodapop grinned as he spotted your sleeping head on Steve’s shoulder, “This where you went this afternoon? Flirting with my kid sister?” His smile let Steve know he was more than okay with the arrangement.

“Oh, get outta here Soda. You’ve been pushing this for years anyway. And quiet down. She needs the sleep. I gotta talk to you and Darry bout her.” His softened stature had hardened right back up in the presence of Sodapop.

Soda set his bag down before walking over to the couch. Even Soda had to admit how painstakingly cute the two of you looked together. The Curtis brother wasn’t sure of much, but he was sure of this. He knew you could jump headfirst in and come out the other side squeaky clean. He knew how deeply Steve had loved and cared for you. He just knew the two of you were meant to be together. There were these things in life that just made sense and the two of you together were one of them.

“What about?” Soda asked not missing the way his hand was wrapped around her.

“Later, I already said be quiet. She's sleeping."

Soda smirked, “Alright grumpy. Already protecting her.”

Steve rolled his eyes while flipping his best friend off, “Always.” A nod of appreciation left Soda before he made his way to his room letting the two of you have whatever it was going on. He knew you’d try and fight it for a while, but he was also sure you’d give in. You were already so soft on Steve, it just made sense.

“Sleep well, Peachy girl.” Steve whispered not minding that he had nothing to do but simply hold you. He’d prayed for days like these and here it was. You might actually want what he did and for the first time in a while he had hope that this could actually work out.

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[lettucecookies]

Pls recommend Steve Randle fics

No one knows me here, but if you see this for some reason comment Steve fics i barley found some and i already finished them all in a night

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[onelovegreasers]

Outsiders Situations that I just KNOW are Canon #2

Girl: Do you have any fantasies? Ponyboy: Um... yeah so like, imagine I'm at school. And I really don't wanna do my work that day. And Darry does like a surprise pick up and takes me to McDonald's.

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[johnnycakesb14de]

ICKS THE GREASERS WOULD GIVE

(sorry not sorry y'all)

DARRY

Would get mad a Ponyboy and if you stand up for him (if he's being unreasonable) he'll get even more mad and yell at you

Anger issues and takes it out on you (NEVER EVER physically) and will apologize eventually but still makes you feel bad

Unknowingly gaslights you by saying things like "your acting unreasonable." Or "your being crazy."

SODAPOP

Completely fucking oblivious to girls flirting with him because he's so used to it and won't realize it til you tell him

Will be closed off if you give him a vague discription of what you're doing or where you're going because of sandy

PONYBOY

Can genuinely just be a bitch like if he's in a bad mood he's like me on day two of my period

Also he won't say anything about it he'll genuinely just be a cunt

You've definitely had to walk out on his silly business once

Scared the shit out of him tbh

JOHNNY

I genuinely can't think of anything for him

He's just like doesn't radiate anything bad

Maybe he like keeps things from you like how he's feeling

Or where he's sleeping that night because he doesn't want you to feel bad for him

In the end still not really a ick

Flirts with other girls to make you upset if you made him upset

Totally not afraid that your gonna do what Sylvia did to him so he totally doesn't accuse of it occasionally

Smokes a lot and doesn't plan on stoping

Lacks communication skills

Everything he did to cherry at the drive in

My man y'all ❤️❤️❤️😻😻😻😻

TWO-BIT

Jokes at inappropriate times and will not stop

Will make jokes about things you haven't mentally recovered from

Achollic and refuses to admit it

STEVE

Mean like literally

Can be too rough at times and doesn't understand it

Like he'll hold your hand or something and just squeeze it way to hard and if you tell him to stop he'll say your being a baby

IM SORRRYYYYYT

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[18caramel]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫! (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐡𝐜𝐬! 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

A/N I hate spiders ewwww but here you go. no spiders were harmed :) no specific terms for the reader ♡ pics from Pinterest

𝐒𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐩

when Soda hears you scream "oh my, it's huge!" Darry gives him a weird look but laughs it off

he immediately rushes into his room to see what was happening

he sees you standing on top of the bed, terrified

he doesn't understand at first and jokes about it

but then sees that you are very overwhelmed and tries to comfort you

when he takes off his shoe you beg him to let it run away or take it outside

he giggles and tries to catch it and you kind of forget your fear for a moment

he's so gentle with it just like with any other creature when he finally catches it with a towel

you watch him let it go and then ask him to wash his hands

Soda rolls his eyes but goes

when he comes back you pull him into a tight hug

you both fall on top of the bed and Soda mocks you, saying "if it was huge, I must be giant"

you roll your eyes at him and he pulls you into a passionate kiss

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲

you were hanging Curtis’ clothes outside to dry because it was a summer evening

Darry was tired from his shift so he was smoking a cigarette on the porch

suddenly you scream as you see a huge black spot on the white t-shirt

Darry rushes to come and help you out but you both get stuck in the wet bedsheet that you just hung up

both of you fell on the floor laughing about it

but now you have to wash it again

and then you see the spider crawling on Darry's hair

you scream again but can't get up

Darry can't stop laughing at you

he gently takes the spider WITH HIS BARE HANDS and throws it far away

when you both get up he spins you around, still happy about what has happened

you apologize for falling down and wrecking the clothes

he kisses you on your forehead saying it was okay and he actually had fun

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞

you were driving with him, headed home

he was talking to you about his promotion when all of a sudden you saw a spider

Steve is very pissed at you for making his heart stop

you understand in a way because you were on the road

but he gets it too, he knows you hate them

he pulls up to a random house and tries to catch it, but you can't be emotionally there because you feel trapped

when he finally gets it out of the car he comes over to you to give you a hug

you cry into his shoulder because you got very emotional and scared

even if Steve is very tired from his shift and also dirty he pulls you into a hug

he tells you that it's okay

he reminds you that it was harmless but knows you won't ever listen

you thank him for being there for you

but you still can't forget about it when you get inside

Steve turns on the radio and you dance together

you are so happy to be with him and he's soooo happy too! aw

𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲

you almost faint when you see a spider in Dally’s bathroom

there was a huge party at Buck's so Dally is waiting for you in his room, making sure nobody would storm inside

when he hears you scream he straight away pulls out his g*n

you ran out of the bathroom half naked yelling about a spider

you ask him if he was really about to use it on a freaking spider and you laugh so hard

but Dally is not in a mood so he is really about to show you that he's capable of doing it

but lets go of that idea as soon as he realizes that you are half naked

he kind of wants to make out

but you tell him that he has to get rid of it immediately

as he tries to catch it you are even more terrified

Dallas is mocking you when he catches it with a cup

you ask him if he's going to let it escape but he says no

you get mad at him and go to bed

he knows you are watching him slowly open the window and let the spider go

he rolls his eyes when he sees you giggling

"now you owe me" he says, taking your hand to go and shower together ;)

𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲

when you call Ponyboy to rescue you he is so freaking nervous but tries to hide it

you saw it crawling near his books

when you tell him where you saw it, he panics even more

you jump on the bed, waiting for your hero to do something

he wants to laugh it off but can't

Pony is too scared to ruin one of his books so he lifts each one carefully trying to spot your enemy

Pony could never kill a spider

so when he finds it he slides it on a piece of paper and goes to throw it outside the window

you give him a peck on his cheek making him blush

he gets sooooo shy but also proud of himself

you go and lie down together on the bed

you know he was scared too but chose not to say anything about it

he is acting all heroic and you secretly love it

(yes he will check if anything happened to his books when you leave)

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲

Johnny hates spiders

but he loves you more (duh)

so when he hears you scream in your room, he rushes back from the kitchen to help you

neither of you can spot it any longer, so you both fall asleep

Johnny is there to comfort you during the night

he tells you that it probably went away

but in the morning when you go to the bathroom you see a giant spider in the corner of the wall

you scream again and run back to your room

this time Johnny takes a deep breath in and takes your slipper

but you tell him that you want it to live

it creates an even bigger challenge because Johnny could never touch it

both of you sit on the bed and talk about your fears

you both decide to do it together

he grabs a piece of paper and you bring a cup

in the end you succeed and let the spider go outside

you are very proud of yourselves for doing something so brave

Johnny is so grateful to have you as a partner

𝐓𝐰𝐨-𝐁𝐢𝐭

he actually loves spiders and insects and you know it

so when you see a spider in the living room of Curtis' house you run to the kitchen to find him

he was eating cake

he didn't care at first but then was intrigued

he started asking you all sorts of questions like how big and what species it was

you roll your eyes and he laughs

but he knows you despise them so he actually lets go of his cake (wow) and runs into the living room

he makes a joke about the spider wanting to watch Mickey with you

you can't help but laugh too (come on its funny)

Two-Bit gently grabs it and even tries to touch it

you're so disgusted that you leave the room

when he comes back he makes a sad face saying that you're too scared of them

then he jokes that if you want to build the future together you must accept his love for spiders

you playfully slap him saying it will never happen

you both chill on the couch while Two-Bit is busily thinking about naming that spider

then he wants to prank one of his friends (Pony ofc) with it but you talk him out of it (thankfully)

you gently kiss his lips, forever grateful to have someone like him by your side whenever you feel scared.

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[stevxiee]

imagine him sitting in a cell, thinking of you

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[rayswayzestuff]

Bonnie & Clyde - Johnny Cade

synopsis - johnny finally breaks down y/n's walls

warnings - mentions of suicide, talk about criminals, mention of abuse, not much😙

pairing - johnny cade x best friend!gn!reader

authors note - my first fic posted on any platform, don't judge me xoxo (jk, if I need to improve, give me some tips!! x) not edited cuz it's 4am..

❀❀❀

Both y/n and Johnny faced problems at home… these problems leaving them with a bond so odd that not even they could understand it

Johnny was emotionally and physically abused by his parents, and y/n had their unsaid problems just the same..

often, when nights got bad. The pair would spend the night in the lot together..

it was silent, other than the crackling of the firewood, and the subtle breeze picking up.

they sat close to each other, for body heat. Johnny sighed before speaking.. “I can’t take this anymore.”

y/n looks up at him, a slight look of curiosity in their eyes, "Is it getting worse..?" they ask.

“I-It’s like everything’s falling apart.” Johnny’s voice was shaky, and cracked in many places.

“M-My p-parents, t-they just..keep getting worse by the day.”

“It’s like..I’m n-nobody to them..” Johnny let out a deep sigh, and then took a long drag of his cigarette.

y/n shifts in their spot, turning their gaze back to the fire for a minute until looking back at him, "We've got each other at least.. That's what matters most right?"

“Y-You think?” Johnny smiled faintly at y/n. He exhaled a gust of smoke into the air, before leaning back on the wall. Johnny looked down at the ground, and took another long, deep drag from one of his cigarettes.

y/n didn't answer for a minute or two, just thinking of what to say next, "I like to think of us as Bonnie & Clyde, y'know..?" they pause, "all we've really got is each other, and that's all we need.."

“Bonnie and Clyde..?” Johnny repeated, then paused for a moment and thought of the criminal duo. He took yet another puff of his cigarette..

“I guess you’re right…all we really have is each other.”

Johnny shifted in place. The cool breeze seemed to be irritating him, causing him to shiver slightly. “Damn, it's really freezing out here.."

y/n gently rests their head on his shoulder, closing in their distance on one another.

Johnny could see his own breath, due to how cold it was outside… It didn't help that his clothes were thin and worn out. He appreciated the warmth of y/n's head on his shoulder.

Johnny sighed, and looked over at them..

“y/n…”

y/n murmured back, "Mmm..?" Their voice was soft and quiet.

Johnny went silent, and smiled softly at them. He was surprised by how comfortable this felt..he was actually able to relax, and be himself. His cigarette was down to the last few puffs..as Johnny watched it slowly burn.

“y/n…you know how much I appreciate you..right?”

"Y-Yeah..? I think so" they mumble back.

“You mean a lot to me.” Johnny continued, as he took a deep drag from the cigarette, exhaling thick plumes of smoke from his mouth.

“I feel like I got nobody, but you. It’s me and you against the world.” Johnny paused for a minute, and smiled softly.

“We have a bond…a connection that nobody else has. Nobody else understands..”

A small smirk appears on y/n's face, "just like Bonnie & Clyde, right..?" a small giggle leaving their lips.

“You know what?” Johnny chuckled quietly, and nodded his head. “Yeah…just like Bonnie and Clyde.”

His cigarette was burnt to a short stub, as Johnny tossed the little bit of the cigarette that was left to the ground.

“Now that.. makes me Clyde, right?” Johnny said, and looked at them with raised brows.

y/n murmurs under their breath, "mmhm.."

“So that means I get the ladies, right?” Johnny continued to joke around, and gave an innocent smile to y/n. They were both close in age, but Johnny certainly seemed older than y/n..in an emotional sense, at least..

"Mhm.. but Clyde chose Bonnie over anyone.." y/n speaks softly "..you'd do that for me too, right..?"

“Hey…” Johnny turned his head towards them more, and gently placed a hand on their cheek.

“I’d choose you over anything or anyone.” Johnny’s voice was quiet, but he seemed to mean every word.

“I wouldn’t trade you for the entire world..”

They both gave each other innocent smiles.

Johnny brushed a strand of messy hair away from their face, looking into their eyes with tender affection.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you..”

"Crash and burn..?" y/n quickly replies.

“Definitely crash and burn.” Johnny chuckled, a small smile spreading across his face.

“How about you though? How would you be without me..?”

y/n suddenly goes quiet, tension rising in the air as they seem a bit nervous to answer the question.

“y/n…” Johnny’s voice was tinged with concern, as he noticed the slight pause in their answer.

“Wouldn’t you crash and burn too..?”

"I've already crashed," their voice was hushed, "the burning is just slower than it should be.."

Johnny was silent for a moment, letting their words sink in. He took a slow, yet drawn out drag of his cigarette, his heart aching for them.

Johnny shifted, and rested his head against the wall, before looking back over at them.

“You alright?”

y/n subtly shakes their head.

“I wish I could make everything better for you..” Johnny sighed quietly, and took another drag of his cigarette.

Johnny’s eyes shifted to the darkness in the lot, as a chill shuddered through his body.

“It’s so damn cold….”

y/n's gaze was locked on the fire that was burning in front of them.

“y/n…” Johnny’s voice was quiet, and his demeanor changed to that of slight worry and concern as he noticed the silence from them. His brow was furrowed.

“Look over here for a sec..?” He softly asked.

y/n shakes their head again.

Johnny’s expression was concerned, almost frustrated. He reached over and gently tilted their head up towards him.

”What’s wrong..? Please..”

y/n's expression was weak as they held back tears of pain.

“Hey..” He brushed a tear that escaped their eye, and ran his fingertips alongside their face.

“Hey…c’mon..” Johnny was soft, and gentle with them.

“Don’t fight it…just let it out..”

They immediately begin to sob into Johnny's shoulder, never once having cried in front of him before.

Johnny immediately softened, his arms wrapping around them and holding them as close as he could. He had never seen y/n in such a vulnerable position before. They were so sweet and innocent…Johnny couldn't stand the thought of them hurting.

Johnny rubbed their back, as he spoke to them in a soothing tone.

"Shhh..it's okay..it's okay.."

Johnny had never even had a glimpse of them outside of their playful, flirty demeanor.. As he saw their walls fall down, he felt shocked.

Johnny had never realized how much pain they had been in, and the sight of their pain…made him hurt too.

Johnny gently squeezed them tight, and he sighed softly. His eyes were fixated on them, watching their tears fall..

Johnny wanted to protect them, and never let anybody else hurt them.

-------------------------------------------

It took y/n about another ten minutes to finally calm down, they kept their head on Johnny's shoulder and stayed quiet.

Johnny didn’t mind it at all when they kept their head on his shoulder, actually enjoying the intimacy of the moment. There were moments where he wished this moment would last, and they could just sit here forever. He enjoyed being someone that y/n could let their guard down around, and feel comfortable around.

“You alright..? You done crying..?” Johnny softly asked. His voice was gentle, as he kept his arms around y/n.

Johnny smiles as he sees them nod, ”Are you gonna go back to being playful now..? Or you still gonna be a sad, crying ol’ crybaby?” Johnny teased with a smug grin.

y/n smiled weakly, laughing briefly at his behavior.

Johnny let out a soft chuckle, and smiled at them Even through their pain, they remained the same beautiful, playful y/n he knew and loved.

“Okay okay..now that’s more like it…” Johnny brushed their back again, and then gently took their hand into his.

“You good now? You feeling alright?”

y/n lets out a soft sniffle, followed by a small nod.

Johnny smiled at them, and squeezed their hand a few times in reassurance.

“Alright, that’s good to hear.”

Johnny sat in silence for a few moments, looking at their hand holding hands. “They're so beautiful…” he thought to himself. He wanted to keep staring, but quickly looked away.

“So. What made you cry anyway?” Johnny asked, hoping to change the subject away from how vulnerable they had been for a moment.

y/n hesitantly speaks up, "Johnny.. If you weren't here, I don't reckon I would be either.."

Johnny immediately froze, his heart shattering in his chest.

Did they mean what he thought they meant..? Were they saying that he was the only thing preventing them from taking their own life?

Johnny quickly squeezed their hand, and looked at them, his voice full of concern.

“What are you saying..?”

"I don't think I need to explain," y/n says.

Johnny went silent, thinking over what they just said for a few moments.

“So you’re saying..” Johnny hesitantly spoke, trying to ask them. “That you would take your own life..?”

y/n softly speaks, "I'm not trying to be a burden or anything.." they pause, "but yeah.."

Johnny’s voice was a combination of panic and concern.

“y/n…” He gently squeezed their hand, and spoke to them again. “You’re not a burden. In fact…you’re the opposite…”

“You mean everything to me…my life would be ruined if something ever happened to you.” Johnny paused for a moment,

“Do you know how much I love you..?”

"Yeah.." y/n weakly smiles, "I love you too, Johnny.."

Johnny smiled at them, as he squeezed their hand a few times.

“And you know..?” Johnny paused for another moment. “I’d choose you over anything.”

"Just like Bonnie & Clyde, right..?" y/n mutters.

"Yeah.. exactly like Bonnie & Clyde" He replied.

❀❀❀

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[lemons-bittersweet]

People reading the outsiders in the seventh grade and making Stevepop and Johnnyboy fics are the only thing keeping my life together

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[electricvinyls]

How the gang would treat you if you were their girlfriend 📼

They leave you for a man.

#the outsiders #the outsiders fanfic #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #dallas winston #two bit mathews #steve randle #darry curtis

[sodapopprotectionsociety]

me: let’s protect sodapop yall!!!

also me: let’s write the most heartbreaking, gut churning, tear inducing fic ever, and put soda my beloved at the center of it all 🤭🤭

#sodapop protection campaign #sodapop curtis #the outsiders #steve randle #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer

[paul-ster]

Why do you hate Steve so much?

Not trying to be mean at all

Just generally curious to what he did to make you despise him?

He’s fugly <3

Jk, but in The Outsiders, he’s never given a proper part. Of course we can see that he’s snarky and all of that. But- that isn’t character. No, that’s just him being a dick.

And I hate how he’s characterized (in fandom) as sweet and all of that when he acts so uniquely with Ponyboy. While I don’t mind much about him, there’s just a certain distaste I get for Steve.

His whole character is just bullying Ponyboy >:( And honestly, while it can be funny- he doesn’t offer anything. We know that him and Soda are best friends and that he might have a heart. (When Dallas was shot and he cried, also when Two-Bit tried pretending to be sad over a switchblade in which Steve gets angry) But that doesn’t define him.

Ive done a character study on him and have come to the fact that he doesn’t have ambitions. He isn’t shown to have goals or basically a reason for being in the book. I don’t hate Steve, but rather the lack of “Steve”

With Ponyboy and Johnny you get character, you understand their goals and reasons. You’re actually able to connects it’s something that’s there. But, Steve’s only ambition is to bully Ponyboy (which in my case doesn’t help because i love Ponyboy. I hate you Steve… 😒)

I feel like I can go on for days about how much I hate Steve. While it’ll feel like I’m going in circles for disliking Steve, it’s because THERES NOTHING ELSE TO HIM! He’s just a random greaser with daddy issues. Like cmon, EVERY GREASER HAS DADDY ISSUES.

S.E Hinton made practically a character that serves no purpose other than to show Ponyboys character development. And I hate how much potential he had. But hates kinda a strong word, THAT FITS STEVE DUDE. He probably doesn’t even know how to spell it man.

Someone put him through character development and I’ll change my opinions. But for now, just understand that I cannot enjoy something that is nothing. And- to be rude- Steve is nothing. Nothing maleable to give a sense to actually like him.

You don’t like Steve. You like what Steve could’ve been. And that’s what pisses me the most off about Steve.

Rant over, what if I said everything above was a joke? ;3

#yap session #I wrote a lot but didn’t mean anything #I just hate Steve Randle #he should go eat a handle 😒 #:3 #the outsiders #ao3 writer #fanfic #se hinton #write #writer #steve randle

[thewulf]

Hi I have an outsiders request!?

Could you please do a Steve Randle x Curtis Sister! Reader where the two of them are really close and Steve is really protective of her and helps her out a lot? The reader feels like her brothers pay more attention to Ponyboy than they do her and Steve just sits and listens and comforts her. Hurt/comfort vibes

Stopppp I LOVE this ahhh!! I just love the thought of really sweet and soft Stevie boy who's usually so rough being sweet to reader! He's such a hard ass but always melts for reader ahh.

Feel like this has to take place after Pony gets back and reader is feeling a lil neglected. Only Steve sees it and helps reader through it.

Yes you got this!! Hoping to find some time to write this weekend :)

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[rileyh20]

I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE I MISSED STEVE'S BIRTHDAY FROM WRITING A FANFIC WHERE DALLY LITERALLY PUNCHES HIM

I'M SO SORRY STEVE

#the outsiders 1983 #the outsiders se hinton #the outsiders fanfiction #the outsiders #steve randle #the outsiders steve #the outsiders fanfic #happy birthday Steve #Steve birthday #Steve Randle's birthday

[onelovegreasers]

Headcanons I can fully imagine being real

Ponyboy still sleeps with Darry from time to time. He talks all this shit in his sleep about fighting socs and beating ass all while he's asleep next to his big brother like a child.

Soda has a side to him that's not all sweet and innocent and only comes out when him and Darry REALLY get into it.

Darry acts all chill and laid back at work, his coworkers fully believe he's this pure christian man who never gets mad, never fights anyone and never curses. He's a whole 'nother person at home dealing with Ponyboy.

Steve's one of those people who you talk to once and he thinks you're best friends. People at school are literally like "bro idk I picked up his pencil and he won't leave me alone".

Two-Bit's the instigator of the gang. If Darry says no to something, he'll give in behind his back.

Johnny can't believe the Curtis brothers ever fight. Everytime they all hangout he goes on and on about "I can't believe Pony would ever give attitude like that! I can't imagine Darry yelling like that!".

Dallas cheats on all his girlfriends and has never had one for longer than a few weeks, aside from Sylvia which only lasted as long as it did because he went to jail.

Ponyboy was forced to apologize 3 years ago to a soc girl he got caught bullying. He still argues with Darry about it to this day. ("I didn't say anything! Dally did and I just laughed!")

Steve's run away from home dozens of times. It never works out. It's to the point where if the gang hears Steve's "missing", they're not even worried.

The Curtis house has a thousand and one different versions of 'family rules' signs around the house.

#ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #darry curtis #steve randle #two bit matthews #johnny cade #dally winston #dallas winston #stay gold #the outsiders #greasers #oneloveoutsiders #onelovegreasers #outsiders scenario #scenarios #imagines #ai image #headcanon #fanfic

[chillyfrys]

~Chilly’s Master list~

❤️‍🔥= some more spicy content ~

🥀= angst

💋=Male reader

‼️=coming soon

Darry Curtis x Reader

Dim Lighted nights

Not So Spooky Cuddles

Late Night Falling

Sodapop Curtis x Reader

Sayin somethin’ stupid like “I love you” 💋

Ponyboy Curtis x Reader

Not That I’m Tired..

Johnny Cade x Reader

Snow day Rendezvous 💋❤️‍🔥

Please hold me.. 💋

Steve Randle x Reader

I wish 💋 🥀

Please hold me.. (Steve’s version) 💋‼️

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[sixxteenbullets]

BODY ELECTRIC

DALLAS WINSTON X FEM!CURTIS!READER

SUMMARY: Getting over a toxic ex lover wasn't easy to do, so when y/n turns to parties and drinks to cope with her past, she gets into a situation she can't quite handle. Lucky for her, her brother's best friend has a protective streak when it comes to her.

WARNINGS: Mentions of a toxic past, being drugged, alcohol/various substance use, forced kissing, violence.

The music that used to be a gift on the ears began to fade, the words all coming together to be some incoherent mumbles. Y/n blinked once, twice, and the two shots she had moments earlier felt like they turned into ten. Her grip tightened on the can in her hand, but it seemed futile as the drink fell to the ground anyway. This confused her, and as she brought her hand close to her face to inspect, it seemed to blur, the small scars and texture disappearing. Was she dreaming?

That couldn't be it. The pounding in her head was way too real. As was the fatigue which took over her. "Are you alright?" The voice was unfamiliar, masculine, and somehow unpleasant.

When her gaze found his face, she still did not recognize him. He was older than her, maybe mid twenties, and wasn't exactly hard to look at. His face was fairly defined, his gaze hard and cold, and his eyes were a shocking, deep blue. "Yeah."

His lip tilted up, almost in a smile before he caught himself. "You don't look it, let me get you out of here." The unpleasantness she heard in his voice must have been the alcohol slurring his words because he absolutely reeked of it.

"No," She said firmly, ignoring the tempting offer of leaving the party. "No, I'm fine."

"let's go." Ignoring her protests, his large hand grabbed her hand and began to pull her out of the house. "Let's see what everyone fusses over."

"Fuck off." It was pathetic, her words. Whatever was in her system made it hard to talk.

Why was no one helping her, she thought. What was even happening?

She was too weak to protest as he pushed her against the brick wall of the house, its unusual dampness saturating the back of her shirt. Too weak to push him off as he planted his hands on her hips and leaned his face towards hers.

Y/n was never much of a believer in God. She never understood it. Though, in that moment, she prayed to whatever and whoever she could think of to get this piece of shit off of her. The taste of hard liquor infiltrated her mouth as he pressed a sloppy kiss to her lips, tongue begging for entrance.

When he pulled away to breathe, she turned her head back and yelled, "Dallas," she continued to yell the name like it was her only prayer. "Dal!"

"That punk doesn't know what to do with a woman like you, Curtis." He took advantage of the angle of her head and began lowering his face to her neck.

What happened next made her begin to believe that maybe there was a god. Something greater than her and all she knew, because her pleas were answered.

The man was ripped away from her and thrown on the ground, a man quickly jumping on top of him. From what she could make out of the blurs, he was getting his ass beat. A few feet away, the door opened again and two more people walked out. They headed straight for the fight and pulled the attacker off, pointed to Y/n and took over the beating.

Fear coursed through her as she realised that perhaps they didn't want to help her, but take the previous man's place. As he approached, all she could do was squeeze her eyes shut and shove herself back against the wall and shout for the man she wished for moments earlier. Where she expected to feel an invading touch, there was nothing. She was being picked up.

With no other way to object to this, she kept calling for her savior.

"Yeah, I'm here, Doll." The familiar voice of Dallas Winston rang through her ears like music.

"Can't go home," She leaned her head against his chest, trying her best to remain conscious. "Not like this."

"I know."

They were at Bucks minutes later, a party of its own booming on the inside. As they passed through the door, he had set her up right and looped an arm around her waist as one of hers went around his shoulders. It was easier to weave through the crowd this way, even as she fully relied on him to stay standing.

She never expected to be so happy to see his dirty little room. Being laid down on his creaky bed and helped to change into a large shirt to replace the one she had gotten dirty. It suddenly seemed like a safe haven.

Her laying down only lasted a few seconds, before she had to stumble run to the bathroom and empty her stomach. With every heave, dry or not, she felt her head get lighter. Whatever she has taken was leaving her system easily and she couldn't be more thankful. Halfway through her time in the bathroom, Dallas walked in and sat on the edge of the tub next to her. He lazily took over holding her hair back out of her face.

"That was dumb," He shook his head, she turned hers away from him and laid her face down on her arm, which rested against the toilet seat. "You know what could've happened if I wasn't there? If the Curly Sheperd didn't tell me that you were being dragged around by some old greaser?"

She said nothing. She knew exactly what would've happened, but she didn't want to hear it.

"God, that was dumb." The sound of his fingers gripping the porcelain of the tub made her cringe. Why was he so mad? "You co-"

"I know!" She tried to yell, but she was too drained to do so. "I get lectured by Darry every day, I don't need to hear you complain about having to help me."

That made him pause. He wasn't upset about having to save her, but about what could have happened to her. He didn't know what to say. Emotions made him insanely uncomfortable but there was no good way out of this situation.

He remained quiet even as she used a towel to wipe the spit from her lip and push herself away from the toilet. Only when she tried to stand did he move to keep her from falling. Silence, as he helped her to his bed.

Dallas wasn't sure where he was going to sleep. The last thing he wanted to do was fall asleep next to the drunk sister of his best friends, but the floor didn't call him either. Maybe he would crash at the Sheperd's, or go home with some girl as an excuse to get a bed. This plan appealed to him until he was at his door and Y/n called for him to stay.

A refusal was on the tip of his tongue, ready to be used, until he heard her say please. When he turned to look at her, she was laying on the very edge of the bed, half falling off, with plenty of room behind her. So, without a word, he climbed in behind her and laid on his back, doing his best to keep the space between them.

They remained in silence for a while.

"I'm sorry."

"Not your fault." All tiredness left her body and he asked a question that has been burning a hole through him for a while now. "What's with all the partyin' now? Thought you hated 'em."

"They keep my mind busy. I don't like thinking anymore. Everything seems to remind me of Jason."

The mention of her ex boyfriend -- though 'fling' would be more accurate -- made him tense. Something bad, real bad, had happened between them, but no one knew. He didn't want to ask, but he was incredibly intrigued when she began telling the story anyway.

"He got with Sylvia just after he asked me to be his girl, threatened to kill me if I left, but his friends cooked him down, told me to get lost. Being with a crowd means lots of witnesses."

"I'll kill him." It wasn't a threat, nor an empty expression of anger, but a simple statement. A promise. He would kill him. She knew that.

"I know," She swallowed the thickness in her throat. "That's why I didn't tell anyone. They would go crazy and I don't want that, I just want some calm. I'm tired of bein' out every night."

This confession of hers made him feel a full range of emotions, mostly ranging from anger to pity to sadness and back to anger. How dare someone go after the girl he has had his eye on for so long. And then make her scared? He knew she wanted Jason to be killed, she just didn't want to have to deal with the aftermath. Usually he would agree, but this offence was far too serious to be let go. And he knew exactly how he would do it, too.

"Thank you, Dallas." She felt safe for the first time in a while. And when she woke up, Dallas Winston was gone. Her sadness was short lived, as when she was walking home, she overheard a group of girls fawning over the missing case of Jason Pinkman.

Dallas Winston really was her savior.

___

This could have been executed better, but whatever.

Give me requests y'all. Like go crazy with the details, PLEASE. Let me hear exactly what you want.

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