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#the outsiders #the outsiders imagines #follow #nothing gold can stay #staygold #let's do it for johnny #do it for johnny #stay goldso, the imagine that got the most requests was…. Halloween With The Gang. I will have that up as soon as I can. It might take a while and again, I’m really sorry I’ve been lacking on posting things for the past days. I’ve been moving and packing and I can’t stop reading fanfictions XD look forward to the imagine!
~Stay Gold~
staygold-fandom (Malory)
FINALLY! A NEW IMAGINE! (I just kinda made this one up, enjoy!)
“Hey Superman!” Two-Bit called while walking into the Curtis’ house with Steve, Dallas and Johnny in tow.
“Hey boys.” Darry replied. He was preparing breakfast for his brothers who were just now getting up for the day… at eleven.
Everyone took their rightful place in the living room. Dallas and Johnny sat on the couch while Steve and Two-Bit occupied the floor. Darry would come in and sit in the armchair, Ponyboy would join Dal and Johnny on the couch and Sodapop would sit on the floor with his best friends, Steve and Two-Bit.
“Whatcha doin?” Two-Bit questioned Darry while grabbing a beer from the fridge instead of sitting down along with Steve.
“Beer for breakfast there Two-Bit?” Steve asked. Steve dug through the fridge and pulled out the beloved chocolate cake and began cutting a piece from himself and only himself.
“Pony! Soda! Come on!” Darry yelled. Just as Steve started digging into his cake, the two youngest Curtis’ came strolling out of their room. Soda was jumping all over the place since his buddies were here while Pony sat at the dining table groggy with sleepiness.
“Darry… it’s Saturday. Why can’t we just sleep?” Pony whined.
Darry walked out to the table and set a plate of hard eggs, some ham and chocolate cake in front of his youngest brother. He walked into the kitchen and returned with two glasses of chocolate milk. One for Soda and one for Pony. “Because, I’m not gonna have you cooped up in that bedroom all weekend. They’re calling for clear skies and sunny weather so we’re all going to take advantage of that.”
Ponyboy slouched in his chair as Soda sat down at the table where his eggs with grape jelly, ham and chocolate cake along with chocolate milk were waiting for him. “Thanks for the breakfast Dar.”
Yes! It’s for anon!
You were depressed. Your best friends Johnny Cade and Dally Winston, who was also your boyfriend (Dally), were dead. You didn’t really have anyone to comfort you after their deaths since your other best friends were busy with the Curtis’s youngest brother, Ponyboy, because he went delirious and was in the hospital for 3 days. He was getting better and was finally back home, but he still had to take it easy and stay in bed. You knew you needed to do something so you didn’t end up going crazy, so you decided to head over to the Curtis's to get some stress off of your mind and hang with what was left of the gang. You took your ‘57 Chevy Bel Air and headed over to the Curtis’s residence. You were a greaser, like them, but the only reason you had such a nice car was because you had been saving your money ever since you were a little kid to buy that car. You pulled up to the house and took a deep breath, then got out and walked inside.
Darry: Hey (Y/N)! It’s been a while.
(Y/N): It sure has… how’s Pony doing?
Soda: He’s been better. In the bedroom if ya wanna talk to him.
Darry: Actually, not right now. He’s sleeping.
(Y/N): It’s fine. Where the other boys?
Soda: Two-Bit’s drinking beer and Steve’s eating cake. How have ya been holding up?
(Y/N): Fine… I guess.
Darry: That’s more than I could say…
You lost it. You couldn’t hold your tears back anymore for some reason. You thought your were all cried out but you were wrong. You dropped to your knees and started balling. Darry got out of his seat and rushed over to you as Soda did the same.
Darry: Oh (Y/N)… oh baby.
Soda: I can’t stand to see a girl cry.
Yay! Finally a new imagine! Go Malory! I got the idea for this one because I just started training to be a jockey myself. And this one kinda reminds me of Dally. Enjoy! :) WARNING- THIS ONE IS LIKE…. KINDA, SORTA REALLY LONG SO… I thought I’d make it kinda long to make up for my lack of posting.
It was a Friday evening and you were over at the Curtis’ with the whole gang. It was getting close to 6 o'clock, which meant you needed to start getting ready to go attend the local rodeos that happen every Friday at about 6:45. The only person in the gang who knew about your jockey job was Dallas because he rides in the rodeos. If Sodapop still rode in rodeos, than everybody would know. But his father made him quit after he got injured, so luckily, it was easier to hide. You and Dallas always go to the rodeos together when Dally’s going to compete. You worked as a jockey every weeknight, along with Saturday. You were sitting on the couch and Dally was leaning in the doorway. You gave each other “the look” to let each other know it was time to go back to your place to get ready. You pushed yourself off of the couch and everyone looked at you.
Y/n: Welp, it’s about time for me to be heading out.
Two-Bit: Aw, come on Y/n. Stay a little longer. The fun’s just getting started!
You shook your head.
Y/n: No, sorry guys. I gotta go. Big plans happening tonight. Big plans.
You turned to Dallas and he was putting on his jacket.
Dally: Speaking of heading out, I gotta go too. Buck wants me to help him with something tonight.
No one bothered to ask Dally to stay longer, because they knew that Dal would start something.
Y/n: See you guys later.
Everyone: Bye!
You walked out the door and hid beside it to wait for Dallas. He stalked out about five minutes after.
Dally: You ready?
Y/n: Yup.
for sailor-bubblegum - an adorable account :)
You and your brothers Darry, Ponyboy, and your twin brother Sodapop were all eating supper when the phone rang unexpectedly. You smiled because you knew who it was; your boyfriend Dallas Winston. You had been dating for around 4 months, and you both loved every second of it. Whenever Dally was with you, it was like he wasn’t even Dally. He was sweet, protective, caring, tender and he treated you like a lady. But the one thing you hated about all of it, was that your brothers didn’t know; and you knew they would not, for the love of god, approve of their sister dating the wild, young and reckless Dallas Winston. But he was 17 and you were 16, so that didn’t mean too much of an age difference, and Dally did treat you like a lady, so you didn’t know what they wouldn’t like about it, besides the fact that Darry is an over protectively paranoid brother who isn’t real fond of Dally to start with. You wiped your mouth with your napkin and got out of your chair to answer it.
(Y/n): I got it.
Darry: Thanks.
You got up from your chair and stalked over to the phone, nonchalantly and suspiciously, trying your best to hide your excitement. You picked up the phone and smiled.
(Y/n): Uncle Tim’s pool haul, can I help you?
Dally: Hey baby.
(Y/n): Hey, what’s up?
Dally: I know your brother’s are home for the night and so are you, but I wanted to know if you could swing by the lot after supper.
~For anon~
Johnny: I don’t understand how you can stand such a dumb guy as your boyfriend.
(Y/n): Johnny, you’re not dumb.
Johnny: Yes I am, I can’t even multiply without getting confused after two seconds.
(Y/n): You’re not dumb, you’re just… well, I’m not trying to sound mean here but it’s the truth… you’re just slow.
Johnny: What’s that supposed to mean?
(Y/n): You’re smart, you just learn at a different rate than other people. Tell ya what, how about we head back over to my place and work on the multiplication.
Johnny: Do you know a lot about history?
(Y/n): Yeah, but what does that have to do with math?
Johnny: It doesn’t, I just kinda wanna learn about the civil war and World War’s and all that stuff.
(Y/n): We can do that after math.
So, this is one of those short ones that are summed up to like a couple ones. Hope you like!
~Stay Gold~
staygold-fandom (Malory)
for pinesongs - a “newcomer” to my blog :)
It was a normal, boring day like any other in your home town of Tulsa, Oklahoma. You were bored and it was beginning to get dark out; so you decided to take a little walk before all the crazy freaks decide to get drunk and roam the streets. You put on your leather jacket, because you were a greaser and you liked to show it, and headed out the door, after saying goodbye to your dad. All was going well, until you saw a blue Corvette trailing behind you. You started walking a little faster when you heard the sound of the car door being slammed shut. You felt a hand on your shoulder turn you around and you shrieked, until the large rough hand covered up your mouth.
Socs 1: Well, well, what do we have here? You’re that one friend of that kid named Johnny aren’t you? Yeah, we got to him real good last time.
(Y/n): What do you want? I don’t have any money.
Socs 1: Oh, we don’t want your money; in fact we don’t want anything from you except for you to be able to feel what suffering is like; just like your friend Johnny.
(Y/n): Please just leave me alone, I don’t want any trouble.
Socs 1: My goodness, you just don’t understand do you?
For blondeponyboy ~ still one of my favorite accounts :)
You got an unexpected call from Darry Curtis at like, 2 o’ clock in the morning.
(Y/N): wha… Hello?
Darry: Hey (Y/N), it’s Darry.
(Y/N): Whadya want? I could be sleeping right now…
Darry: Well… Pony’s not feeling well and me and Soda don’t know what the hell we’re doing. So, we wanted to know if you could come over and help us out.
(Y/N): Sure, I’ll be there in a couple minutes. Where’s Steve and Two-Bit?
Darry: Their here too but their just as clueless as me and Soda are.
(Y/N): Alright, I’m on my way.
Darry: Thanks a lot (Y/N).
And with that, you hung up the phone and hurried to put on your shoes. Unlike yourself, Ponyboy is not very self sufficient. So he needs other people’s help. Him being 14 and you being 19; going into college, you didn’t mind. You were studying to be a nurse anyways. You fumbled around with your hair until you decided to just “braid” it.
(Y/N): *to yourself while looking in the bathroom mirror* pffft… shittiest braid ever…
(Y/D/N)/(Dad’s name): Hey (Y/N), where ya headed to?
for a-hopeful-greaser - this one has been long awaited and yes, she asked for it to be modern day :)
It was the summer and the gang was going on a road trip. Everyone had their own responsibilities to tend to and take care of; Sodapop was in charge of the food, Darry was in charge of the attendance, Ponyboy was in charge of entertainment, Steve was in charge of the driving, Dally and Johnny were in charge of the luggage, and Two-Bit was in charge with the music. Everyone thought everybody had suitably jobs, since it was Darry who gave out the jobs, but little did they know it wasn’t such a good idea to make Two-Bit in charge of the music. The whole gang was in the car when it became awkwardly quiet.
Steve: Damn, I hate the silence. Hey Two-Bit, put on some music.
Sodapop: Yeah, hows about some Elvis, or Billy Joel.
Dally: Play some Nicki Minaj!
Darry: No, no Nicki Minaj, I don’t want Pony and Johnny listening to that smut.
Ponyboy: Too late about that Darry.
Darry: *sigh*
