These fanfics trigger me. WARNING: Everything I wrote in here is meant for comedy, and I tend to exaggerate. If you have written/done any of these things, don't get offended or tell me that you did these things. Every fanfiction has at least one of these things, but that doesn't make them bad. And don't put me on a pedestal just because I did this.

Have you ever wondered what it was like before the gang? Well here's their stories. Each chapter will explain how they made their family.

Our favorite greasers texting each other (and some reader inserts as well)

Simply because I am in love with the outsiders and sickfics

A collection of short stories, one-shots, headcanons, imagines, preferences, and other fandom things I write about The Outsiders. All rights go to S.E. Hinton!

When Ponyboy is being drown by Bob, Johnny never stabes Bob because he was knocked out. Will Ponyboy die? ●●●●I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. ALL RIGHTS GO TO S.E HINTON●●●

Quickly I scurry onto a stage. Worried and anxious eyes stare up at me, not blinking. Every soul listening to what I have to say causes nerves to shake through me. The announcement isn't negative or anything if the sort, it's actually rather pleasing to most people. I don't know why I have the sudden urge to run off stage and crawl in bed just to never wake up again. "Welcome readers." My voice is shaky as I say the words. My mouth dries up causing me to reach forward to the water glass. My hands are to shaky to hold the glass right. My stomach begins to twist in knots as I take in every pair of eyes on me. With a deep breath I begin to finish the announcement. "Brooke Grabill, author of 'But he's the alpha,' and several the outsider fan fiction imagines, has decided to reopen requests for imagines that belong to the outsiders!" Cheers erupt from the crowd, roses are thrown on stage! Hugs are given to others as they hear the news. A grin slowly makes its way across my face as I take in everything in front of me.