johnny and dally

//dallas// is the last drag of a cigarette; road signs in the headlights; lying down in the street at 3 am; grinding your teeth; lightning in the distance

//darry// is dusty hands; wasps in your lemonade; keys without locks; tracing veins on your arms; sheets on the washing line

//soda// is broken neon signs; scents that take you back to your past; purple skies; faded t shirts; birds answering your whistle

//steve// is the crackling on the radio; shattered wing mirrors; the crunching of gravel; water running through your hands; the blinding light on an overcast day

//ponyboy// is ink on your fingers; the surreal intensity of colours during sunrise; tapping your fingers on the table; lemon juice; tearing out grass with your hands

//johnny// is holes in your socks; your breath fogging in winter; the moon behind clouds; using bottles as vases; torn photographs

//two-bit// is bitten nails; tipped over glasses; scratched tabletops; the mood in diners five minutes before closing; other people’s diaries in your hands

In the poster for the film, the Greasers are shown laughing as Johnny is smirking. This was a candid shot, taken during the photo session in which the actors were supposed to look tough at the camera. What happened was that Leif Garrett (Bob, the Soc) was approaching the food table off-camera, and a stagehand (who did not know who Garrett was) said, “The food is for the talent (meaning the actors),” and Ralph Macchio sarcastically said, “Yeah, it’s for the TALENT!” This comment cracked up the cast, and the photo was used.


I could see boys going down under street lights because they were mean and tough and hated the world, and it was too late to tell them that there was still good in it, and they wouldn’t believe you if you did.-

“They are right. You are a hood.”

birthday w/ the gang headcanons!

❃ soda demanded you celebrate your birthday at the curtis house.

❃ darry said he would bake the cake himself and spare everyone the trouble of buying one.

❃ pony and johnny woke you up on your birthday, succeeding in their goal of being the first people you saw on your birthday.

❃ two-bit sang a soulful “happy birthday” every time he saw you that day.

❃ dally called you “the birthday kid” and asked for your “age again, kid?” he grinned when you blushed.

❃ steve didn’t say much, but his actions made up for his words when he presented you with an expensive silver bracelet adorned with a few diamonds after cake when you two were alone.

❃ “I’ve been saving up for a while for that, you know.”

❃ soda called you “birthday princess” and pony insisted it was your “big day” although you tried convincing him otherwise.

❃ tim shepard arrived with curly, but they pretended they didn’t know about the party.

❃ curly went in for a hug, and tim shared a cigarette with you outside as the sun slowly set.

❃ “today’s your birthday, yeah?”

❃ “that’s what my mother tells me.”

❃ everyone danced around the curtis house to elvis, singing at the top of their lungs.

❃ the boys took turns dancing with you, spinning you around. two-bit tried to “dip” you and nearly broke his back and dropped you. said he forgot about his recent injury.

❃ dally decided that for your birthday it’d be fun to get a kiss on the cheek from each guy.

❃ staying up all night to cherish your birthday.

❃ the boys — except steve — all promised to get you a present as soon as they could afford it.

❃ they were determined, although you said it was fine if they didn’t get anything.

❃ it was the most fun you had had on your birthday in years, considering birthdays were never very fun for you.

A pretty crown for a pretty prince.

Spring had just begun and Johnny was taking full advantage of it. He had been going out to this certain place surrounded by tall trees and had lots of sunshine everyday and sitting in the flowers. Dal had kept pestering him about where he had been running off too. Dally, dressed in his normal attire was following his seasonal boyfriend dressed in overalls and his striped shirt to the lot. Johnny pulled him down and looked at him. “Whaddya think, dal?” Johnny asked with hope bubbling up in his eyes. Yeah sure, it was feminine and the smell was just so damn sweet it was burning his nose, but Johnny just looked so happy and cute that he couldn’t help but give him a little smile and that was all Johnny needed to feel better. Johnny started picking flowers up and carefully tying them together. Dally has knit his eyebrows together in a frown, not that he usually isn’t frowning buy Johnny was to focused on the flowers to notice. Dally coughed and asked, “What’s that?” Johnny shook his head, with a grin. “It’s a crown!” He smiled and put it on Dally’s head. “A pretty prince deserves a pretty crown!” Johnny looked at him proudly and had the softest smile on his face. Yes, dally’s “tuff™” and badass, but not even he had the balls to tell Johnny about his pollen allergies. His nose was burning like hell but Johnny just looked so cute that he couldn’t bring himself to speak up. Right as Johnny went to kiss his cheek, he sneezed and scared Johnny so bad he fell over in the flowers. Dally started laughing and Johnny angrily propped himself up on his elbows, with a pout sworn across his face. “Oh come on, babe.” Dally grimaced, leaning on Johnny’s stomach, and pulling a yellow flower from the grass and twiddling it in between his fingers. “It’s allergy season.” Johnny scoffed and rested his chin on the top of dally’s head. “Yeah, okay.” Johnny tugged the long striped sleeves of his shirt over his hands and rested them on dally’s hands. Dally looked up at Johnny who was to focused on the clouds to even notice dally was admiring him. That’s his boy. That’s HIS boy. His little seasonal spring boy with flowers and stripes. He perched up and kissed the bottom of Johnny’s chin. “If you tell anyone I wore this crown, I’ll kill you.” He said. Johnny looked down at him and laughed. “Yeah, right. And you’re straight.” Dally just shook his head. “You get the point.” Johnny and dally bickered about this until they came to the agreement to keep this place to themselves so they could have a place to go and not worry about the boys. And they did.
Hi hello that was awful but it’s 2am & I couldn’t get the idea of the sneeze thing out of my head & I had to bring spring into it cause I love spring sorry I’ll leave bye

The Gang celebrating your birthday would include...

Anonymous said:Today’s my birthday! :) could I have some headcanons about the gang and birthdays? <3 

A/N: Happy Birthday!!!!


  • It being hosted at the Curtis house
  • Darry making chocolate cake and trying to calm down the riled up gang
  • Two-Bit sucking the helium out of the balloons
  • Two-Bit’s gift for you being stolen
  • Steve’s gift for you being a hug
  • Darrys and Sodas gift actually have meaning
  • Dally’s gift being his presence 
  • “What did ya get Y/N, Dal?”
  • “My presence,”
  • “Nice one,”
  • Two-Bit getting drunk and saying weird things in his helium voice
  • Ponyboy actually forgetting about homework for once
  • You having a blast with your best friends
  • Steve eating all the cake
  • Darry making another
  • The night ends with you all falling asleep watching Mickey Mouse
dal sings to you

requested by @sxoulchvn

You’d just came back from your job, when you found Dally sitting’ on the couch. Sitting beside him, he immediately put his arm around you. Dal wasn’t always all lovey like this, but lately he was acting sweeter than usual.

“How was working’ baby?” he asked, kissing your cheek.

“It was okay, my boss is still an ass.” you said, laughing.

Dally had recently gotten mad at the gang for god knows what, and had been staying in the house more often. It didn’t worry you perhaps, to be honest it was kind of a treat. He started cleaning the kitchen up, and hugging you more, and was a little more gentle. Not totally, but a little.

“Tell me if he starts bugging’ you, Doll, I’ll take care of it.” he said kissing you.

After a while you started to doze off. You were laying on Dallas’ chest and he had the radio playing. 

The man from the radio station soon came on announcing the song that was playing next, “Next up is Stand By Me by Ben E. King.”

The tune rang through the air and your ears, as you hummed along in your head. Dal must’ve thought you were sleeping since he started singing the song, lightly.

“No i won’t be afraid, just as long as you stand, stand by me.So darlin’, darlin’ stand by me.”

You were laughing in your head, since if you did out loud he’d surely be embarrassed, and even worse, stop singing.

“If the sky we look upon, should tumble and fall, or the mountains should crumble to the sea.”

Accidentally letting out a giggle, Dallas stopped.

“Aw, you heard that didn’t ya?” he asked, with his hand on his forehead.

“Yeah, don’t sweat it, it was cute, Dal.” you admitted, while sitting up.

“I don’t do cute.” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re too tuff,” you laughed, while rolling  your eyes, “but i’ll stand by ya.”

Dally just laughed while pulling out a cigarette. I guess he’s back, you thought.

Ok but what we really need is

Dallas and Johnny at the lot. It’s late, so Johnny attempts to sleep, and his head ends up resting on either Dally’s shoulder or lap. Then Dallas begins to quietly sing/hum Love Like You before falling asleep as well. (which if you haven’t heard, you can listen to at y es, I know it’s a SU thing, but sh)

bonus points if someone overhears him and asks about it the next day, and Dally denies ever doing so.

even more bonus points if whoever heard it asks Johnny, too, and Johnny says that he did, which embarrasses Dally a lot, but everyone forgets about it except him and Johnny.

somebody please write this, and if someone does please let me know. if no one else does, I might attempt to do it myself.