Sodapop Imagine

For goldoutsiders C:


Today wasn’t the usual hot summer day where you would hang around Sodapop at the gas station. Dreary clouds decorated the sky, while rain poured onto the sidewalks.

You and Sodapop have been dating for a few months now, and you had gotten to know everyone in the gang.

You dashed to the Curtis household, struggling not to fall and flip. Being the polite person you always were, you decided to knock rather than barge in like the rest of the gang.

None other than the devil himself had answered, Sodapop Curtis.

You had assumed Darry was at work while Ponyboy was probably in his room reading. Sodapop had off while Steve worked today.

“Gosh, Y/N! You’re soaked, let me give you one of my shirts to wear.” He exclaimed, jogging to his room.

You slipped off your shoes near the doorway, then plopping onto the couch.

Sodapop arrived with a comfortable loose button up shirt, one that you saw him wear often.

You managed to smile despite feeling despondent, “Thanks, Soda.” You snaked your arms into it.

He sat down beside you, pulling your shivering body into his comfortable warm figure.

“So, darlin, you alright?” He asked you sweetly, his gleaming eyes staring into your E/C orbs. He always got worried when you seemed the littlest bit off, and he always found a solution to the problem.

You tucked your nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of him. “I’m just tired and I dislike rainy days. The weather is like my mood… y’know? Plus, it’s not like we have anything to do.”

Sodapop listened, before carrying you bridal style towards the radio. He turned it up loud, on the rock music station.

He could still dance and sing with you in his arms, and he never took his bright eyes off you.

You giggled loudly, your arms loose around his neck.

“You nerd.” You whispered, before shutting his singing up by slamming your lips onto his soft lips. The sound of raindrops on the windows actually sounded calming for once.

Both of you pulled away. Sodapop smirked, turning the music off. “Glad to make you smile, princess, now would you like to have a long, long makeout session?” He dipped you low, your H/C strands falling.

“Hell, Soda, you aint even gotta ask.” You responded, causing him to kiss you gently.

Maybe rainy, dreadful days weren’t so bad after all. With Sodapop by your side, you immediately felt happy.

Okay so after spending 2 days with them, I have to say, Victoria is surprisingly 10000% the captain of this ship.

Merrin always gets credit for all her #seadevil tweets, which she deserves because they are fabulous.  And don’t get me wrong, she is just as cool about it in person, and she definitely does things she knows will drive her shippers wild.

But Victoria fucking Smurfit.  SHE FANGIRLED HARDER OVER SEA DEVIL THAN I DID ALL WEEKEND.  She gets kind of added on sometimes, because she isn’t the one who tends to post the selfies, but I feel like 90% of the time she’s the one who makes Merrin take them. XD She hugged us for wearing sea devil shirts today, all completely her own idea.  

Then during the Q&A, she killed me and I knew I was for sure looking at a shipper.  I asked if Cruella would be able to control Ursula’s tentacles, since she can control Maleficent.  Before anyone can say anything, Vick goes, “That sounds dirty!”  (Someone apparently is familiar with her tentacle porn? 0.0) Merrin was giving this *Vick WTF ARE YOU DOING* face and Vick just kept going on about how “Maybe that’s how they met, dahling!”   She apologized to the horrified Merrin who was sitting there like she was thinking, when did this become rated R?!  It was beautiful and I’m so glad I inadvertently caused this to happen.  (though I did feel bad for Merrin so I apologized and she was like, psh, no I wasn’t appalled by you, I was appalled by what Vick was saying!)

Both of them are amazing.  Both of them make sea devil comments when they don’t have to.  Both of them yell to each other when they get something cool that they want to show off.

But Victoria Smurfit has sold her soul to the Sea Devil ship for sure, since I feel like some of you aren’t aware of just how hard she loves it.


Whenever I wear this t shirt men hit on me quite respectfully like today so many guys Kept staring at me and one ran to the door to hold it open for me- shit like that always happens whit the devil by my side

warriorend  asked:

85 and 97 for the unusual asks (also how are you today? Tonight? I dunno it's 10 p.m. for me right now)

85: what shirt are you wearing?
A black shirt that says Cinco De Mayo and it has maracas and stars on it
97: dark, milk, or white chocolate?
milk for sure! I kinda like dark chocolate but white chocolate is the devil to me 👀

Also I’m pretty good friendo! How about you?
And lmao its 12 am here rip