Ponyboycurtis Stories

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.

when ponyboy curtis is pushed into being the colored girls tutor the barriers of race break

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

Two of my guilty pleasures wrapped up into one book of sickfic oneshots x

"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

Fifteen-year-old Delilah Curtis never asked to grow up so fast. Since her parents' death, she's been the one keeping her brothers together, running the household, and trying not to break under the weight of it all. But even the strongest can stumble. When a simple act of rebellion puts them in the crosshairs of the Socs, Delilah is forced to confront just how fragile their world is. Amid the chaos, she rediscovers how much she likes Dallas Winston once he gets out of the cooler for what must have been the tenth time.

❝ 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 darry curtis falls in love with the rich girl. aka his worst enemy. (book cover made by me) (the outsiders fic. darry curtis x fem!oc) (STARTED: 12/30/2025) (COMPLETED: ) I do not own any of these characters except for my own OCs. All rights go to S.E. Hinton.

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.

JULIET CURTIS HATED SHAKESPEARE. She hated the guy from the moment she found out her mother named her after the starring lady in one of his tragic tales. She couldn't wrap her head around how something could take such a dark turn in just a few pages. It seemed unrealistic, purely a fantasy. Oh how wrong she was. Her own life would take a tragic turn just like the Shakespearean plays. There were no jousts, beheadings, or poison, but there was death and more than one. Most of them she had no involvement in, but one. Dallas Winston was dead because Juliet loved him and he loved her back. Dallas loved very little, but when he did he loved hard. It's what made his end so ill-fated, Juliet's just the same. Their tale was truly just another Shakespearean tragedy.

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

Y/N meets a stranger in the lot and becomes best friends with him and his gang. One day, she goes for a walk and gets jumped. Will she survive, and will anyone protect her? Or will she die and nobody care? *WARNING: su*cide is in this book near the end, I'd suggest not reading if you can't handle it. Thank you* This story is also on my Instagram (@outsiders_4_4ever) so feel free to check out my Instagram too!

Dallas Winston x oc "Dally's love was never all." A tale of Dallas Winston and Priscilla Ramirez, an unfair love. Or was it all a mistake? Was the one for her right in front of her this whole time?

"Jo what the fuck happened to you." "Dallas I can't I just can't." "See you can even look at me!"

PURLY FOR LIFEEEEZZ!! 😚 i got bored so I started writing a fanfic.. if i start ill probs get unmotivated but if yall harass me enough MORE CHAPTERS ARE ON THEIR WAY

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.

Just some Christmas joy!! Christmas with the greasers boo boo <3 I'm pretty tired to write a description lololol 🫶🏾

I have a bunch of funny memes and things for The Outsiders. So many I decided to create a whole new book for it. Update Status: Everyday

"I love you," Johnny murmured, clutching my wrist to the point I could not pull away no matter how much I tried. "Stop it," I snapped, "Stop saying that!" "But I do, I love you, I want you, I need you to remember," He was pleading now. "Stop, quit pretending-" "There is no pretending," Johnny said with absolute clarity. "I love you and I will love you until the day I die. You don't remember now, but you used to love me too Rosey. And I will love you until you love me again, even after I die, and if there is a life after this I will love you then, too." I stared at him as he poured his heart out; he was moving away, for once he wasn't trying to get me to love him. I was doing it myself. "Will you ever give up on this?" I asked. Johnny shrugged, "Someday, I suppose I'll give up, and sit in a rocking chair. But I'll probably be rocking fast, because I don't know what I'll do without you." ----------- Rosemarie Curtis' story has seemed to come to an end. Everything is lost. Nobody can forget. Nothing is the same. Now the gang seems to have to wrestle the past, rebuild on the ruins inside them. But sometimes life has a twisted way of bringing back something you've lost. For Rosemarie's story is just beginning. But there was no way the gang could scrape the earth clean, and keep thinking they could start again. Because even though Rosemarie is alive, her memories of the past are gone. Her mind had left them; she has now gone wild and wary. She remembers no feeling, no hurt, and no loving. Johnny must cope with losing his only love, while her thoughts swim between them, hidden under rocks, disappearing in weeds, and he fishes for them, dangling his own memories like bait and lures. But how can you love someone you don't remember loving? How can you remember something you don't want to remember? And how can the gang hold together when everything has fallen apart?

this is a book about the entire outsiders gang x Y/N requests are open!!

In which my and your golden-colored daydreams about Windrixville's favorite Greasers come true! Oneshots, imagines, headcanons, and x readers featuring Darry, Soda, Pony, Two-Bit, Johnny, and Dally. Note: Everyone is aged up by six years, and a fade-to-black effect is built in. NO: - Greaser x Greaser (ABSOLUTELY NOT.) - SA - Extreme gore - Explicit drug use/drinking