Twobitmathews Stories

a little story thing I DON'T KNOW I JSUT WANT TO WRITE TWO-BIT BRUH. Ok this is gonna be a full story now so like idk give me a sec to change everything or something

"Jesus Christ, Jules." Darry stands up as he takes notice of the glass sticking out of her cheek, the blood having leaked onto her white shirt as well. "Your folks again?" Sodapop Curtis questions as he gives her a sympathetic look. Jules simply nods and lets out a sigh. "Come on, I'll patch ya up." Darry sighs as he moves toward the bathroom, locating the first aid kit. Jules follows the tall man, hopping up on the bathroom sink. "Did Johnny come by?" Jules questions as Darry shifts through the first aid kit. "No, why? He get hit too?" Darry pulls out the tweezers the pull out the glass. "Thanks." Jules nods, and Darry smiles at her before placing his hands on her hips and lifting her off the sink. "You may want to change, though." Darry's hands linger on her hips for a few seconds longer as he looks over the blood on her shirt and the oil on her jeans. Jules groans and hangs her head, resting it on his chest. Darry's chest rumbles with laughter, the Cade girl looking small beneath him. "Come on, I've got a shirt you can borrow." Darry offers, and Jules picks her head up again, giving the eldest Curtis a nod. Darrel Curtis X OC

Sadie and her dad recently moved from New York to her dad's hometown, Tulsa, Oklahoma. During the first week there, she helps a greaser, Johnny Cade, escape from being beaten by the Socs. When she meets the gang, they're not sure what to think of her, considering she lives on the West Side of the town. But they quickly accept and love her once they find out that she and Dallas Winston were childhood best friends. Note: This is not a Dally Fic!!! Sadie's and his relationship is strictly a sibling relationship!!! Also for the sake of the story, Sandy doesn't exist I own the Hanson family All other characters are own by S.E Hinton

Cordelia smiles softly at her baby brother as a pair of hands slips onto her waist. Dallas Winston pulls Cordelia Curtis back, the girl's body sliding over the armchair with ease. Cordelia lets out a surprised shriek, quickly closing her legs as her skirt rides up even more. "Hey! Hands off my sister, hood!" Soda yells at Dallas as Cordelia's face blushes at her current position. "Who you callin' a hood, hood?" Dally narrows his eyes challengingly at Soda as he tightens his grip on Cordelia. Cordelia's half on Dally's lap, her back pressed against one arm of the chair, and her feet propped up on the other. Dally's right arm wrapped tightly around her waist as he smirks at the deep blush on the girl's face. Dallas Winston is a flirt, ain't no doubt about it. Disclaimer--I have no rights to The Outsiders book or movie, only Cordeia Curtis and her plotline.

PB AND J/Fluff+Angst/ TW: Swearing, drugs, cigarettes, homophob1a/ · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · What if Johnny survived, but was left paralyzed? · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · After the accident, Johnny is left paralyzed, legs down and can't be left alone anymore. So being his best buddy, Ponyboy decides to take care of him. Pony doesn't know how to process his feelings and Johnny believes what he's feeling is friendship. Will the poems Pony reads and writes to Johnny be enough? Or will they both be unaware of their feelings? · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · ALL CHARACTERS ARE OWNED BY S.E HINTON, NOT ME. CHARACTER CREDITS GO TO HER · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Posting Schedule: YAOI SATURDAY, Tuesdays, (maybe Sundays)

❝It feels like nothing ever changes!❞ ❝Maybe it's not supposed to...❞ ✘ When an incident happens in New York, the girls are forced to leave and move into a new town named Tulsa. 『THE OUTSIDERS』

❝ bridget? yeah, i know her. she's a pain in my ass. her grandma owns a little farm here, and i was helping 'em clean some stuff out. bridget was there 'helping' me, and she started complainin' about how dirty everythin' was. then, she tried usin' her puppy eyes on me to make me do everythin' for her. of course, i caved in. but still! sure, she got a pretty face, but that doesn't mean she gotta guilt trip me with it, right? what? no, i don't gotta crush on her. fuck off. ❞ - darrel "darry" curtis. OR, in which bridget yates, the girl darry curtis has hated since the age of ten, permanently moves to tulsa. and reluctantly, he falls in love. (book cover made by me) (the outsiders fic. darry curtis x fem! oc) I do not own any of these characters except for my own OCs. All rights go to S.E. Hinton.

two kids wanted for murder runs away from the only home they knew but what happens when something unexpected comes along the way. see how they deal with it!!

Just random stories I made of the outsiders MIGHT include smut (i will give warnings!) LOTS of ships + headcannons :)

After the death of her mom, Allie has no other choice but to move in with her aunt. Allie comes to realize that Tulsa is way different than Atlanta. She gets to know the town more and the people who live within the town. The time rolls around for school, she doesn't think much of it but little does she know this school day will change her life. ALSO I DONT OWN ANY OF THE OUTSIDERS CHARACTERS THEY ALL BELONG TO S.E HINTON

November 18, 1967 I think I've cried more in 9 days than Dallas Winston ever did in his whole life.

When Juliette Valance, a Soc, and Johnny Cade, a greaser's worlds collide, controversy and a burning desire for one another creep up on their lives. Will they choose their undeniable love for each other, or stick with what they're familiar with?

The footsteps and shadow get closer and reach the top of the roof. He sits down on the wall to the left of me, facing the wind, looking out over the empty land. I glance over at him, lighting a cigarette in his mouth, and he looks over at me. And that's where my story starts, me, AJ Brown, sitting on the roof of a bar, with none other than Dallas Winston smoking a cigarette beside me. Typical Friday night for me... All Rights to S.E. Hinton! I only have AJ! I am AJ, and AJ is me. 👍 👋 Hello!! Welcome to my first Outsiders fanfic! You can refer to me as Karuṇā, and it is an honor for me to be your author ☺️ This is my first book (besides my poetry one, you should check it out too!), so it might be good, or it might be awful! Please comment on what you think! I will not have a schedule for when I post more chapters, because I'm pretty bipolar and have no idea if I will even be motivated to write this anymore after about 2 days, so we will see how far we get! Stay safe, and enjoy!!!!! 💗 -Karuṇā

Pony Curtis a young greaser meets a boy named Jonathan Cade an immigrant from Italy, this inspired by Ti Amo da Lontano written by ponyboysmiles, I have dyslexia so sorry if this is bad.

the night we met, i knew i needed you so. [johnny cade]

PONYBOY CURTIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN GOOD AT TWO THINGS: school and pining after Gabrielle McCormick from afar. Too bad she doesn't even know he exists. Gaby was everything a Soc is supposed to be-rich, beautiful, and completely wrapped up in her world of shopping, gossip, and status. To her, greasers were nothing more than troublemakers who don't belong in her perfectly manicured life. That was until her parents, desperate to get her grades up, forced her to get a tutor. Ponyboy Curtis, of all people, was assigned the job. Neither of them were happy about the arrangement. Yet, as forced study sessions turn into reluctant conversations, lines blurred between their worlds. Gaby couldn't deny there was something about him, something beyond the greasy hair and worn-out jackets. And maybe, just maybe, she was starting to see things differently. As for Pony, he may be book smart, but when it comes to love, he's about to learn just how stupid it can make you.

"You just don't know what love is like!" "So Teach me?"

ₜₕₑy dᵣₑₐₘₑd ₒf fₒᵣₑᵥₑᵣ ᵢₙ ₐ wₒᵣₗd ₜₕₐₜ ₒₙₗy ₚᵣₒₘᵢₛₑd gₒₒdbyₑ. The streets hum with engines, laughter, and the kind of danger that always comes before dark. Ponyboy Curtis has spent most of his life caught in the middle - too soft for the fights, too smart for the streets, and too loyal to ever walk away. He dreams of something more, something golden and still untouched by all the noise. Then he meets Clara "Clare" Bennett - a girl with quiet eyes and a mind full of daydreams. She's not a Soc, not a Greaser, just a girl trying to survive in a town that eats kindness alive. Clare sees the world the way Pony does - through stories, starlight, and second chances - and for a little while, it feels like maybe that's enough. They steal moments where the rest of the world can't find them - sitting on car hoods under fading streetlights, talking about the kind of life that only exists in books. But the city never lets anything good last for long. Fights grow meaner, tempers shorter, and every promise they make starts to sound more like a prayer. Because in Tulsa, even love has rules - and breaking them means paying a price. As the nights grow colder and the shadows stretch longer, Ponyboy learns that holding onto someone can be just as dangerous as losing them. And when the streetlights fade, all that's left is what they tried to protect. Started: 10/21/25 Finished: ???

what if Johnny was a soc and refused to comply to the rule "no soc can be with a greaser" when he met Ponyboy playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2hign0MNIX1M89L8xCzCdg?si=g1nda0wGRWeUKpsaaywYWA

The names Josie.. Josie Valance! While Josie came from wealth and respect, she had never enjoyed her life... One day she comes across a group of boys, who seemed to treat her as a normal person. ( some what satire, I am not a great writer so bear with me )