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woah I forgot I wrote this one shot but it’s twobit themed cause I feel like his character resonates with me. but then it’s like “woahhh I wrote that?” and for me that’s “he took the silver all his life, wanting nothing more than to get that gold”

now that was definitely me projecting.

But now I wanna write smth else twobit centric. (we’re gonna ignore the incomplete works for a while let’s ease into the writing fr)

lemme know if anyone out in the world wants smth two-bit centric cause like I’ll take prompts frfr

I want you to tell me right now why I have to be sorry for struggling so bad it felt like there was truly no other option? If it was you having that problem I would fucking be there. But if it’s me, hell no, right? How dare you have problems! How dare you feel that you’re only way out is to try and go and when you fail, try and forget.

Like go ahead and talk shit if you aren’t doing it already but whether you give a damn or you don’t if I’m alive or dead, it still hurts and impacts. I’m so tired of this happening with everyone I know like I literally can’t keep doing all this. I mean this in full seriousness in case ppl continue to not take me seriously.

yk some guys my age man…They forget about drinking 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓴. I don't know why…Maybe they forget how good milk is. 𝓜𝓲𝓵𝓴𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽. its 𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓵…Its uh…Its 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓯𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰. I like it when it tastes 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭. Just can't beat it. So don't you forget it. 𝓘'𝓶 𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭.

This is a real image of my husband. Guys I love this.

Y’all were just gonna sit there and not tell me that watching people’s videos that are made to help improve your art can help improve my art?? 🤨

how ab a little teaser for my au fic since im feeling like it yall.

Excerpt:

And Ponyboy just took another bite out of his apple, the taste seemingly more rotten. He looked down at it, and saw that it’s perfectly fine. He took another bite, although more aggressive. He couldn’t help but wonder that maybe his brothers didn’t want to be around him because of his mind and the rotten thoughts it brings.

Pony breathed and then checked the time. He and Johnny had to be at school within thirty minutes, but the ride there only took ten, so he decided not to worry about it too much before just finishing his breakfast in the form of an apple.

The boy got up from the chair as if he had the time and the power to mosey around all day as he walked to the kitchen to throw out the core. Pony always wondered what the deal with some fruits were. It’s always encouraged to eat fruits and vegetables, something they all learned as little kids in preschool. But only some of it. The strawberry, but not the leaves. The watermelon, but not the rind. The apple, but not the core.

Maybe Ponyboy is an overthinker, or maybe he just brought symbolism into everything, but it made him think. Why did people use earth’s resources so much, only to take what they want and leave what they can’t use? Why did people only want someone for what they can do to benefit them, but not everything when it comes down to it?

His wild thoughts were interrupted by his oldest brother handing him one of the paper bags he was putting together just minutes earlier.

“Take this Ponyboy. I decided last minute to make everyone some lunch today because someone forgot to do it last night,” Darry looked accusingly at Two-Bit who just shrugged and checked the clock before grabbing one of the bags and running, giving everyone a rushed goodbye.

Darry sighed and shook his head slightly, before giving Ponyboy his full attention. His eyes became stern as he spoke, opening Ponyboy’s backpack and putting his lunch in there before zipping it back up, “Ponyboy, you best try today, ya hear? No excuses. Now, I know you don’t want to go but you have no choice. School is required. Clear?”

As the younger met his stone cold eyes again, he tried to give a reassuring smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He had hoped that Darry would talk to him about something else. Maybe instead of the fact that he should try, Darry could have brought up how much he did try, and how much Darry should’ve seen it through his last straight A’s report card.

“Crystal.”

yeah and the S isnt forgotten he says

A for effective but not too

Selective and

E is for catching their eye

Soda in the book:

"He could improve his spelling, I thought after reading it through three or four times" (Chapter 5).

Soda in the musical:

G is getting the girls every time 'cause you got irresistible charm

R is for reeling them in and then keeping the prettiest one on your arm

E is for effortless swagger, the kind that the ladies can never deny

A for affected but not too selective, and

E is for catching their eye

someone PLS I would LOVE to see content not generated from my own wonky ahh brain with the Curtis brothers au like I’ve heard takes on it and I wanna see it in ACTION consider this a CHALLENGE RAAAHHHHHHH— 🦅💥

reblog if you’re okay with people writing fanfics of your fanfics and/or fanfics inspired by your fanfics

@wannabe-goth-babe @im-normal-about-everything @jasmine145946 (omg hey it me) @dreamcatcherrr-18

oooh thanks for the tag vhas @chrysofightme !! <3

tagging some usuals and also some moots i haven’t rlly interacted w :0 @habizuh-studios @l7k-a @yanweiism @caeprus and anyone else!! no pressure <3

I really need people to talk more about how Dally went to jail for Two-Bit. Like Dally, Dallas Winston, went to jail to protect his friend. Sure, you could argue that it was because he wanted to take credit for what Two-Bit did (I don't remember lmao) and he wanted to lengthen his police record, but there's no way thats the only reason.

Like, he wouldn't just get arrested for shits and giggles (he prob would but shhhhh)

I REFUSE to believe that Johnny was "the only thing that Dally loved"