two-bit mathews imagine

“My baby”

I said, holding a picture of someone older than my own parents .

The Greasers as thing my brothers have said

Two-Bit: I got suspended for drinking with my friends. All my friends got put in this rehab program except for me. Why? Because I am a quote, unquote “Hopeless Case”

Dally: I’d like to start by saying Gaston did nothing wrong. He left Belle’s dad outside to get eaten by wolves! Yeah, because Belle’s dad was a little bitch!

Sodapop: I may be the middle child but I am also the most charismatic, handsome, and popular soooooo you all can suck it.

Steve: When I was your age I got suspended. Why? Becuase I wrote a fake newspaper for the school and one of the articles’ claimed that Josh’s mom was a hermaphrodite. 

Ponyboy: Uh, can I go to the nurse? I got this pencil stuck in my hand there is a whole lot of blood coming out.

Darry: Hey! The oldest gets shotgun! The youngest gets depression and daddy issues but that’s okay you’ll love it.

Johhny: Something must’ve stunt my growth when I was younger. I bet when adults see me at my job they think, Who let this 6-year-old be in charge of making me a sandwich?

Dally: Johnny man, you look really good

Johnny: r-really? T-thanks Dal

Dally: ya, you know what you’d look even better on?

Johnny: what?

Dally: My d-

Steve: A bench in a church, thank you good lord

10

ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀs x ᴛɪᴍᴇ  ♡

The Outsiders Handwriting Headcanons

Dally:

  • Contrary to popular belief, Dally actually has really neat handwriting
  • He just never uses it
  • He can’t stand messy handwriting 
  • Which is why he leaves as soon as two-bit or Soda start writing anything
  • It’s not overly fancy, but he has really amazing cursive
  • His handwriting is medium sized
  • When he’s really tired, his words start blurring together into an unreadable scribble
  • He likes writing with black inked pens
  • But secretly hates pens cause he’s paranoid he’ll spell something wrong
  • His spelling is actually the best, other than Pony’s
  • Probably owns a fountain pen but never tells anyone
  • Even though he doesn’t care about what his dad thinks, he writes a letter to him everyday that he never sends
  • Low-key loves writing and can write amazing shit, but has to keep his tough guy facade, so he normally never writes

Johnny:

  • He has a purple pen that he carries everywhere
  • He loves that purple pen so much
  • The poor boy loves to write
  • But never does, cause his spelling is atrocious 
  • He prefers to doodle
  • Normally on his arm
  • The gang was so concerned the first time they saw all these little reddish purple lines on his hand
  • But now they’ve gotten used to it
  • He has other pens, but his favorite is the purple one
  • His handwriting is pretty scribbly, but it can be really neat when he tries
  • His handwriting is really small, cause again, he’s self-conscious about his spelling
  • He’s the best at writing birthday cards though, so everyone loves when he does write
  • Low key writes like a 10 year old, but everyone finds it so cute, so it doesn’t bother him as much anymore

Two-Bit:

  • He’s always slightly buzzed, and that shows in his handwriting
  • It’s always really shaky and hard to understand
  • Actually has really small handwriting
  • But the spaces inbetween them are                 H      U      G      E
  • He can’t actually read cursive
  • But he can only write in cursive
  • So he’s always staring at his handwriting, trying to understand wtf he just wrote
  • Always writes in pen
  • Has really bad spelling, so normally half the page is crossed out
  • If he does write with a pencil, it never has an eraser, so always blacking out an entire page

Sodapop:

  • This boy cannot sit still, so how do you think his writing is?
  • It’s literally so messy
  • Really big
  • Normally doodles, rather than writes
  • For most of his school, he just drew a soda bottle on the name part of his worksheet, because he hates his writing
  • Very poetic, but can’t write so he hates it
  • He secretly gets Darry or Dally to write for him for most stuff
  • His spelling is so awful, because he’s dylexic
  • He hated that, and always tried to avoid writing whenever
  • Wishes he had nice handwriting
  • But realizes, that he can’t be perfect
  •  Would rather have Pony read to him than write any day

Steve:

  • His spelling is slightly worse than Dally’s, so it’s pretty good 
  • This bitch has the BIGGEST handwriting of them all
  • Hates writing in pen
  • But literally only owns pens  
  • He’s that kid that’s always asking to borrow a pencil 
  • But never gives it back  
  • Mostly cause he lost it 5 minutes after it was given to him  
  • Always carries a little notebook around 
  • It makes him feel as if he’s got his life together
  • He doesn’t
  • He has to color code stuff  
  • He’s the kid that highlights everything cause he thinks it’s all important  
  • He’s also the kid that writes in books  
  • Mainly cause it drives Pony c R a Z Y  
  • Writes reminders on his hand  
  • His handwriting is hands down the Worst™   
  • But he’s amazing at drawing  
  • His notebook doubles as his sketchbook
  • Sometimes wishes he could write, cause he has so many stories in the head 
    • (I hc him as a secret daydreamer) 
  • Is really good at making up angsty love stories 
  • Dal once found a short story, and when Steve found him, Dally was literally in tears 
  • They both never spoke of that  
  • He just has God awful handwriting, and wish writing was like fixing a car (sorry, I HAD TO) 

Ponyboy:

  • AWESOME speller  
  • Awful handwriting 
  • Everyone thinks that he has to have everything in a specific order
  • Nope
  • (He actually never knows where anything is)
  • His handwriting is really small 
  • And he either writes with no pressure so nobody can ever read what he writes
  • Or rips the page cause he was pressing too hard
  • His handwriting is really sloppy
  • Doesn’t really give a shit about what his handwriting looks like
  • And everyone can tell
  • His handwriting was neater when he was younger
  • Mostly cause his mom was super anal about it
  • Darry gave up trying to make sure his handwriting was neat
  • Probably has his own secret shorthand that he uses
  • Only ever writes neatly for school reports because he doesn’t want credit taken off
  • Would rather draw, but appreciates writing

Darry: 

  • Only ever writes in cursive
  • Also has super small handwriting
  • Only ever really writes his signature
  • Has a planner and a pencil case
  • Which are both super organized
  • He has two black pens, one blue pen, 4 pencils, one red pen and two pink erasers in his pencil case at all times
  • But at home he has a shit-ton of highlighters
  • And lots of colored pens and markers
  • Cause let’s face it, he colorcodes eVEryYtHiNG
  • He’s super proud of his planner
  • Cause now somehow he can remember everything
  • (As if he couldn’t before)
  • I really have no hcs for Darry because, HE DESERVES A FUCKING BREAK AND SHOULD NOT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT KEEPING CUSTODY OF HIS LITTLE BROTHERS

Feel free to expand!! Also, if you guys want, I could do samples of what I think each of their handwriting is!

headcannon: when dallas first met johnny, johnny had mumbled his name really quietly. so, instead of hearing “johnny cade” dallas heard “johnny cake”. so, he started calling johnny that, it stuck, and soon the rest of the gang would call johnny that too.

3

“Dinner’s ready.”  You hollered while setting down the last plate onto the dining room table.  A ruckus erupted from the next room over; sounds of shoving and hollering evident as the boys fought to the be the first to the table.  Shouts of ‘Lay off’ and ‘Quit it’ ringing through your ears before Darry stepped through the doorway.  Followed so closely by Sodapop and Dally that you were surprised they didn’t all crash into each other.

“This looks amazing.”  Ponyboy marveled, rushing towards a chair to start pilling food onto his plate.  The rest of the boys followed suit, shuffling quickly into chairs before all arms began shooting out for plates of food.

Darry stopped by your side, pressing a quick peck to your lips, which elicited a mass groan from the boys at the table.  “Get a room!”  Sodapop shouted, ripping off a piece of his roll and throwing it at his older brother.

“Hey.”  Darry stated, pointing a stern finger towards Soda.  “Don’t go starting a food fight unless you want to clean it up.”  Ducking your head into Darry’s shoulder you laughed quietly; patting his chest before taking your seat grab your own plates of food.

Preference: What They Secretly Love That You Do.

Darry:

Darry loves when you’ll play with his hair. When you two are in front of the gang it’ll just be you lightly playing with the hairs at the back of his neck but when you two are alone or simply just in front of his brothers you’ll run your fingers through his hair and just move them gently. He’ll complain at first but it’s half hearted because it really does calm him down.

It was almost midnight on a Saturday Ponyboy and Sodapop had just gone off to bed but you and Darry were still sitting on the couch, to comfy to move. Your legs were over Darry’s lap and your body was pressed against his. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted back against the back of the couch but your eyes stayed open as you watched him. You moved your arm up slowly so you could begin running your fingers absently through your boyfriends hair. You saw the faint glimmer of a smile cross Darry’s lips as you did so and you watched his worries slowly relax off of him.

Sodapop:
Sodapop loves when you drag him along to see ‘girly movies’. He’ll complain about the whole way to the theater but the second you’re watching it he gets almost more into it than you do.

You were sitting at the drive-in theater with Sodapop’s arm around you as you waited for the movie to start. They were doing a special showing of ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ and you had been excited all week since you convinced Sodapop to take you. Now that you were there sitting and waiting he was sulking to himself.

“This is stupid. Can’t we just go back to my house and see what’s on? Or we could go to the regular theater in town. I think there was a movie there that you would like.”

You turn and give him a look. “Stop pouting and just enjoy the movie okay?”

Sodapop just sighed and put his arm around you. The movie soon started up and Sodapop was immediately captivated. He was so into the movie that he wouldn’t even turn his head away from the screen at your many attempts to kiss him. When the movie finally came to the end you couldn’t help but laugh as Soda looked over at you.

“Don’t you dare tell the others about this.”

“Yes, m’am.” You laughed causing him to nudge you playfully before leaning in to finally give you a kiss.

Ponyboy:
Ponyboy loves when you take his sweatshirt. He’ll whine that now he’ll be cold now but he really doesn’t care. He just loves being able to look over at you with his hoodie on.

You were all sitting at the drive in seats. The movie was about halfway through and you couldn’t stop shivering. Your head was resting on Ponyboy’s shoulder and you looked up at him. “I’m cold.”

“You knew we were coming here. You should brought a jacket.” He said and you continued to stare at him so he sighed and sat up so he could take off his sweatshirt and give it to you. You put it on with a grin and leaned back into his arms.

“Jeez, Y/N, now I’m freezing.” he groaned and so you leaned up to kiss his cheek before turning back to the screen. Once you were looking away he looked down at you and smiled.

Two-Bit:
Two-Bit loves when you’ll get him to dance with you. Sometimes you do it seriously and try to get him to slow dance, other times you’re just messing around to whatever comes on the radio but he loves using you as his excuse to get up and dance to his favorite songs.

Two-Bit and you were sitting on the back of his car, the radio could be heard faintly through the cars open windows. The two of you had been silent, holding hands and just drinking some beer when a song you recognized came on. You smiled softly and looked up at him before standing and tugging his hand.

“Dance with me.” You said.

“Come on, baby, I don’t dance.” He replied and didn’t budge.

“Please,” You begged gently with another small tug at his arm and he relented easily and stood. You pulled Two-Bit close to you and made him sway back and forth with you. He complied until the song started coming to an end and he began lifting you off the ground spinning you, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter. After he put you down again you persuaded him to dance for a couple more songs.

Dally:
Dally loves when you take his hand to hold. He never went to take it on his own as it would look more his style to have an arm around your shoulders but he did love when you would take his hand in your own. He loved the feeling and though he would never outright admit it you always knew by the way he would squeeze your hand lightly every once in a while or kiss your knuckles when the gang wasn’t looking.

Dally and you were trailing behind the rest of the group as you all walked down the sidewalk into town. He had just lit a cigarette and once one of his hands was free you carefully thread your fingers together and he squeezed your hand gently. Once you all had arrived at where you were going you moved to pull your hand away so his friends wouldn’t tease him but as you did his hold tightened and you couldn’t help but grin to yourself as you felt his them gently moving to stroke your hand. Two-Bit went to say something but with a glare from Dally he shut his mouth quickly. He didn’t let go of your hand once for the rest of the night.

Steve:
Steve loves when you take care of him after a fight or a rumble. He does love to show off his injuries like they were trophies but while he would never admit it to you there was something nice about you fussing over him and making sure he wasn’t hurt to bad.

Steve was laying on the couch at the Curtis house as you gently held a cloth to his bleeding lip. You sighed in frustration however at the fact that he kept talking.
“What are you doing that for, Y/N. Let it be I want people to see how tough I am.” He grinned and you just shook your head.

“Steve, don’t be so stubborn and let me help you. I hate it enough when you go out and fight the least you can do is let me make sure you’re all right after.” You frown.

“Alright fine,” he said begrudgingly. “But only for you, babe.”

You nod and press the cloth to his lip again and his eyes close. You place your free hand on his cheek to stroke it comfortingly and you can’t help bit feel happy as you see him lean into the touch.

Johnny:
Johnny loves when you get all clingy on him. Whether it’s in private and you have his arms wrapped around his neck as you lay as close as possible or whether it’s in front of the gang sitting on his lap with your head resting on his shoulder Johnny lives for these moments.

You were asleep in your room when you heard someone come through the window. You weren’t to worried as you knew it was your boyfriend Johnny. You always left it open a crack for him. Johnny carefully crawled into bed beside you and immediately your arms wrap around his neck and your legs around his waist to hold him close. As he spoke you pressed a few gentle kisses to his jawline and down his neck.

“Hey, love..” he whispered softly and you just hugged him tighter. You felt his hand run gently up and down your back and soon you felt Johnny relaxing into your embrace.

iconic vines that the gang would be 👌👌

as always i’ve been watching way too many vine comps

dallas: *getting all the different sodas into one cup and drinking it* fuck you

ponyboy: the benefits of putting my brother down is that i would get pushed way less

two bit: *repeating* i smell like beef

sodapop: hi, welcome to chili’s

steve: wHAT THE FUCK IS UP KYLE

johnny: *workers fighting* can i please get a waffle????

darry: i won’t hesitate, bitch

Headcanons for Cuddling on a Movie Night with the Gang

A/N: I hope you like this, anon! I tweaked the request a little bit, but I like how this turned out. I’ll be updating my masterlist soon for anyone who wants to check it out 

Word Count: 265

Headcanon Count: 20

Warnings: Innuendo mention (?) 

Pairing: The Gang x Reader 

- It was Soda and Steve’s idea to have a gang movie night
- So, on Friday night, everyone gathers in the Curtis’ living room
- Blankets, pillows, and bowls of popcorn mixed with M&Ms are all over
- You sit sandwiched between Johnny and Darry at the beginning of the movie
- However, you start to notice Johnny’s not as close to you as he was but instead he’s leaning more and more against Dally
- And you also notice that Dally’s not pushing him away
- Pony is leaned against Two-Bit
- They’re both highly involved in the movie and really into the plot
- Steve is sitting with his legs on Soda’s lap and they snicker whenever a sex joke is made
- Or the word “penis” is said
- Or the word “breast” is said
- About halfway through the movie, you mention that you’re getting tired
- Darry suggests that you lay across him and Johnny and Dally so you can rest
- “Yeah, doll. Put your head in my lap,” Dally winks
- You instead put a pillow on Darry’s lap and rest your head there
- Then, you lay your legs across Johnny and Dally’s laps
- You realize your eyes are closed the next thing you know, someone groans, “Y/N, get off!”
- You take a moment to realize that the movie is over and you rolled off of the couch and onto Steve
- After rolling off of Steve, you lay between Two-Bit and Soda
- You fall asleep again soon after that, happy to be surrounded by friends that are like family

do you think c. thomas howell wakes up every morning grateful that he got cuddled by rob lowe <i>and</i> ralph macchio?????

Sodapop is a cannibal, he drinks himself all the time.


I’ll go home.

2

You were so distracted by the feel of Darry hovering over you, body pressing down to pin yours against the couch cushions while his lips left bruising kisses against your lips that you didn’t even hear the guys clambering up the front porch.  Sodapop came crashing through the front door first, a loud groan escaping him when he noticed your compromising position.

“Get a room you two.”  Steve shouted, slinging an arm over Soda’s shoulders as he came up beside him.  Darry pulled away sheepishly, rolling off of the bed and tucking his shirt back into the front of his unbuckled jeans while you subconsciously readjusted your top.

“Ya’ll couldn’t have knocked?  Just this once?”  Darry huffed, fingers fumbling with his belt in his frustration.  Two-Bit shook his head, plopping down into the nearest armchair to solidify that they weren’t about to leave anytime soon.  Darry shot you an apologetic look, shoulders deflating as he realized you wouldn’t be able to finish what you had started for the foreseeable future.

modern!johnny cade headcannons

(there’s so mucb jally and lgbt!johnny it’s not even funny omg)

- johnny would probably listen to bands like imagine dragons, artic monkeys, some of twenty one pilot’s older music, and the hardrock dally likes

- he also managed to talk ponyboy into reading to him, which wasn’t hard because pony loves to read to him anyway

- this boy always has a pair of earbuds on him even if he isn’t listening to them

- it helps him whenever he has to block out his parents

- which is a lot

- but he’s careful not to listen to his music too loud. he doesn’t want to go deaf and especially not before he’s 20

- mostly because ponyboy and darry always nag him about it

- and johnny’s never really understood why it wasn’t socially acceptable for men to wear makeup or wear dresses or skirts?? he just doesn’t get it

- johnny also keeps a hair tie on his wrist for when he gets too anxious and needs something to fiddle with

- two-bit once had to take it away from him because he was scared johnny’d cut off his circulation to his hand

- and his hands are always shaking

- so johnny’s always fidgeting with something to try and hide it

- but it doesn’t matter who you are

- his hands are shaking

JALLY/LGBT+ PORTION

- and, okay, one night he’s with dally and they’re driving. they weren’t talking. they were letting dally’s radio fill the silence.

- johnny was cool with it

- and dally was Focused™ on driving

- and johnny’s just watching dally drive and dally runs his hand through his hair and, internally, johnny just kinda goes,“oh. oh shit.”

- mkay he realizes that he may have a small crush on dallas winston

- which he hadn’t really considered before

- and he quickly decides that it shouldn’t matter who you love if it doesn’t harm you or the other person in a negative way

- so johnny realizes that he could fall in love with anyone

- at first, it kinda scares him but he ends up researching all night about this

- turns out, he’s pansexual

- the first person he comes out to is ponyboy, who actually knew what the term meant (probably because this boy never gets off tumblr smh)

- pony accepts

- he comes out to two-bit next. then soda, steve, and darry. he had to explain what it meant, but they accepted.

- he comes out to dally last. not because he didn’t want him to know, but because johnny was scared he’d ask who made him realize that. johnny wasn’t ready to tell him that.

- so one night they’re driving again and the sun is setting and dally looks like he’s made out of gold

- johnny loves it

- dally ofc doesn’t notice or let on to johnny staring

- johnny looks back to the road in front of them

- “i’m pansexual.”

- “you’re what?”

- “i could fall in love with anyone, dal.”

- “even a guy?”

- “even a guy.”

- johnny can feel dally staring at him

- he’s terrified to look up at dally but he does

- dally’s face is totally blank

- “whatever makes you happy, kid.”

- johnny can’t figure out how dally feels about it

- a small part of johnny is scared that dally’s angry

- but dally offers him a cigarette and johnny knows he’s at least not angry

- they don’t talk. just smoke in peace. the radio fills the silence

- which allows johnny’s mind to wander

- his parents would disown him

- so he never comes out to them

- he cries when lgbt+ get equal marriage rights. first, it’s out of elation because he is so happy. but then he goes home and hears his parents bashing the lgbt+ community

- he doesn’t even get through the door when he hears them

- and he goes back to the curtises

- he’s a mess

- he’s trying really hard not to cry but he can’t

- he can’t do it

- he was apart of that community and they were people, too

- ponyboy gets him to calm down after an hour

- he stays with the curtises for a week after that night

- johnny was a lot quieter after that, if that was even possible

- it worried dallas the most, though

- “c'mon, johnny, man, you haven’t said five words all day!”

- “i’m fine, dal.”

- it went on like that for a month, driving dally insane

- so, when dally runs out of ideas, he turns to the oldest curtis brother for help

- dally and darry have always been close,, okay

- and darry honestly saw this coming. he was just waiting for dallas to figure this out himself

- so darry isn’t surprised when dallas comes to him and all he’s talking about is johnny

- darry can tell dally’s been drinking by the way he slurrs his words and how he can hardly stand up

- “dar, what’s wrong with johnny? why won’t he talk to me?”

- darry, being the genius he is, starts to play a little mind game with dallas

- “why does it matter, dal?”

- “‘cause he’s my friend, dar.“

- “you’re friends with sodapop and you don’t care if you go a few days without talking to him.”

- “well johnny’s different, man!”

- “why’s johnny different? why do you care if you don’t talk for a few days?”

- “‘cause i want him happy! and ‘cause he doesn’t act like i’m an asshole!”

- “why does it matter what johnny thinks of you?“

- “i don’t know, man! he just..he makes me want to be less of an ass.”

- “so johnny makes you better?”

- darry watched as a drunk, crooked smile found its way across the younger boy‘s face. it made darry smile, too.

- “yeah, man. i love the little dude.”

- “yeah, just like a brother to you, right?” darry knew this wasn’t how dallas loved johnny, but he needed dally to say it himself.

- darry knew he gotten through to dallas when his eyebrows scrunched up.

- “no, man. i love him the way i loved sylvia. i wanna—” dallas then went on to describe all of the very raunchy ways he wanted to see johnny cade, and it made darry want to rip his ear drums out (he did not need those visuals of his friends), but he had gotten through to dallas.

- “dal—” darry cut dallas off mid-sentence,“why don’t you go find johnny and tell him yourself?”

- dallas’ drunk smile faltered.“no, man. what if he doesn’t feel the same, man?”

- “you’ll never know unless you try.”

- “dammit, darry. he’d be in the lot, right?”

- “yeah.”

- and like that, dally was gone. darry quickly sent johnny a text to give him a heads up about what was about to happen and to be in the lot.

i felt like this was a good place to stop. should i write more outsiders headcannons??
  • the outsiders book: "dallas wasn't attractive."
  • the outsiders movie: ʷʰʸ ᵗʰᵉ fᵘͨᵏ ʸºᵘ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ, ʷʰʸ ʸºᵘ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ, ᵐᵐᵐᵐᵐᵐ ºʰ ᵐʸ ᵍºᵈ ˢᵗºp fᵘͨᵏ'ⁿ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ