The Way This Whole Series Is Stored In My Heart

The way this whole series is stored in my heart

Mr. Boyfriend

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Outsiders x Dottie (OC!reader)

Bubblegum Incident

This is my first time writing for The Outsiders, so let me know if you would want anymore! I also would like to do this same idea for another fandom (maybe Harry Potter?).

Summary: A soc puts gum in Dottie's hair, which results in a haircut.

Dottie sat in her room feeling ashamed. She didn’t want to face the boys and have them see the result of how she couldn’t defend herself. Dottie was a beautiful girl. Her looks were just the beginning of the person she was. Her gentle nature made people question whether she was an actual greaser. Though she never participated in rumbles or scrapes that would happen, Dottie undoubtfully stood with the boys. She had gotten close with Ponyboy in school, having helped him catch up on schoolwork he missed and anything that he had trouble with. His brothers, especially Dally, viewed her as an angel for keeping their brother on track in school.

This earned her the privilege of meeting the main group. and them adopting her as a sister. Even Ponyboy couldn’t help but to see her as a little sister, even though she was a couple months younger. As Dottie laid on her bed, she refused to go over and face them. Running her hand through her once long hair. As it once fell near her hips, the locks were below her jawline now. She squeezed her eyes shut not wanting the tears to fall as she remembered the terrible encounter. A group of socs had cornered her as she walked home two days ago, poking and joking to her how she was dirty and greasy. One had leaned over and remarked that her hair was probably drenched in grease that should be taken care of. He had pulled his gum from his mouth, stretching it out and wadding it into her hair. She had tried to fight him off, but she was useless against the grip of two others.

Her mother had gasped as she came home, hair wrecked and tears falling. The only solution was to cut it out, resulting in the short cut she sported now. The look wasn’t awful, it made her look more mature and rugged, but Dottie’s hair had always been long. She was scared the boys would make fun of her, saying something that boys don’t realize would hurt her feelings.

The time she had been away had worried the boys. Ponyboy had tried to call her house multiple times only getting her mom telling him that Dottie wasn’t feeling well. The boys had thought about making a trip over, but Darry said it wouldn’t be a smart idea barging over. They decided to just wait until you were feeling better to see them again.

After a couple days, and Dottie’s mother, she finally made the journey over. She took several deep breaths before knocking. Dottie knew she was allowed to just enter, but felt like she should knock after not being around her a bit. Standing there for a few seconds before the door swung open revealing Darry. His face lifting into a smile seeing the familiar girl before his eyes drifted towards her short hair. He didn’t bring it up as he brought her into a comforting hub.

“Dottie, we’ve been missing you around here.” Darry’s soft voice alerted the others from the living room. They all got up from their lounging positions and went towards the door. Releasing Dottie, Darry led her in the house. She met with many arms wrapped around her. Her nerves slipped away momentarily. All the nerves leaving as she was surrounded by her friends. Ponyboy pulled away first catching a glimpse of her appearance.

“I love what you’ve done with your hair!” He said making all the boys pull back to look. They all took turns sending compliments her way.

“It looks real good, sweetheart.”- Sodapop

“SO pretty.”- Steve

“You look like one of ‘em rocker chicks”- Twobit

“Looks really nice.” – Johny

All the boys said something nice, before Dally came up and ruffled her hair, “What made you cut it? I thought you liked keepin it long?” Dottie bit her lip not wanting to tell. She didn’t keep anything from them, but she knew that if she said anything that they would be livid. The boys would do something stupid to get payback, and Dottie didn’t want that to happen. Her lack of words made the greasers suspicious.

“What’s wrong dots?” Soda grabbed her hand trying to get her to look at him. She held eye contact as she opened her mouth. No words finding their way out just yet, only tears welling up in her eyes. Soda gently pulled her over to the couch as the others followed. Giving her a bit of space as the found a spot to sit around the room. After a minute of silence Dottie finally confessed and told them what happened. They all stood up and begin to talk over each other. Shouts of “they won’t get away with this!” and “Those dirty socs!” filling up the house. Dottie held her arms up and shook her head. As Dally quietly slipped from the house, Dottie caught their attention.

“No guys, I don’t want you all to cause anymore fuss. Yeah, what they did was wrong, but it’s not worth going out there and getting into more trouble.” The boys exchanged looks before sitting back down. Dottie let out a breath feeling a but calmer now that the boys weren’t about to barge out into the streets looking for a fight with ever soc they saw. The boys tried to sooth over the previous tension by talking to Dottie about how she looks just as great as before.

“Yeah, now we can actually see your face!” earning two bit a smack on the back of the head from Johny. They all started laughing falling back into their usual comfort now that Dittie was finally back.

“Hey where’s Dally?”

You Are Not Going to Die

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x female!reader

TW: swearing, mentions of a burn

Summary: You hurt yourself on accident and Jake finds it funny that you’re such a drama queen. (Based on this request)

Word Count:700

You’re in the kitchen of your shared home with Jake as he and the rest of the dagger squad laugh in the other room. It’s Friday night and that means movies and a home-cooked meal. It’s been a tradition ever since you and Jake officially became a couple and the team could actually tolerate him.

He became softer when you were around and over time, everybody saw the real Jake Seresin without his cocky demeanor. Turns out, he’s actually funny and pleasant to be around.

You hear Jake laugh particularly hard at something and lean back to try and peek into the living room. You’re not paying attention to what you’re doing and your hand slips, accidentally touching the pot of boiling water on the stove.

You hiss and yank your hand back, stumbling into the corner of the kitchen island when you throw yourself off balance. You hit your hip and pain shoots through your ass and leg. “Mother FUCK.” You yell and collapse onto the floor, accepting defeat.

Jake hears the commotion and jumps to his feet, rushing to the kitchen. He chokes back a laugh when he sees you all but rolling on the floor with your burnt hand in your mouth and the other hand holding your side.

“What the hell happened? Are you okay?” There’s genuine concern in his voice but you can hear a hint of amusement as well.

“God, son of a- no. I am not okay. I’m gonna fucking die, Jake.” You swear and Jake can’t hold in his chuckle this time. He rolls his eyes and squats down next to you while taking your hand to inspect it. “You are not going to die.” He laughs and you scowl up at him.

“How do you know?” You ask with a whine and he shakes his head at your dramatic response. “Because I do. What happened?"He asks again and you stop moving, laying on your back to stare at the ceiling.

You sigh before giving in and answering his question. "I burnt my hand and then fell backward and slammed my hip into the corner of the counter. I’m telling you, this is what’s going to kill me.” You explain while flailing your arms around.

Jake’s eyebrow quirks and he bends down to pick you up before setting you on the counter. “At this rate, I’ll kill you.” He teases and you kick him in the leg. “It’s not funny Jake. What if I have a third-degree burn?"

Jake knows that if you were burnt that badly you’d be screaming bloody murder with how much you overreact, but he doesn’t say that. Instead, he gets a cold rag and presses it to your hand with a smile. "I’m sorry, baby. You’re right it’s not funny."

By now, the rest of the squad has made their way into the kitchen to see what’s going on. They watch as you sit on the counter with a scowl and turn to Jake looking for an explanation. "She burned her hand and hit her side. She’s fine."

You glare at Jake and retract your hand. "Easy for you to say, you’re not the one who narrowly escaped death just now.” You grumble under your breath and Jake gives you a look to say seriously? You stick your tongue out and hop down off the counter with a grunt.

Jake cages you against the counter and you avoid his gaze, still throwing your mild temper tantrum. “Come on, darlin’. You know I’m just teasing. I love how cute you are when you’re dramatic.” He says low enough that only you can hear him.

“Fine.” You relent and Jake presses a kiss to your head before turning to go back to the living room. “Jake stubbed his toe last week and cried.” You blurt out and everybody stops to look at you.

“Seriously?” Bradley asks while looking at your boyfriend. Jake’s face says all they need to know and everybody howls with laughter.

“That was private!” He says with shock, his face showing nothing but betrayal. You narrow your eyes and point your finger accusingly. “That’s what you get for saying I’m dramatic."

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callsign-mirage

9 years ago

i was working on my 5x02 ep recap and i just got attacked by so many scott feels when he admitted to kira that he doesn’t think he’s smart enough to get into davis

like i legit had to sit down for a moment and just chest-clutchy dry sob

because it was like a culmination of just tearing down scott’s perceptions of his own intelligence? starting with that ap bio scene when lydia and kira apparently didn’t think he was smart enough to even take the class? and then the teacher intimidating the shit out of him after he studied so hard before school even started? and then that scene when he was just sitting alone in the quad clutching his mountain of books and looking so lost and despondent???? i just want to wrap him in a blanket and bake him cookies and help highlight his notes and tell him baby you got this

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callsign-mirage

2 years ago

real and true