Sodapopcurtis Stories

"𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕝𝕕" Marilyn Curtis, the baby sister of the Curtis brothers. At just 2 years old her parents were dead, that left the oldest brother, Darry to look after them all. The brothers do everything they can to protect their baby sister, Marilyn. ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ Death, blood, small abuse/abuse mentioned, illness, added scenes, spoilers!! Coarse Language.

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

Roman Winston always dreamed of escaping Tulsa-of finding a life beyond the violence and chaos that defined her world. But her older brother, Dallas Winston, has a way of pulling her back into the wreckage everytime she takes a step forward. All characters belong to S.E Hinton, Roman Winston is the only character i own.

The story follows Baylee Curtis, the youngest of the crew. How the death of her parents and being raised by her brothers and the gang on the east side affected her everyday life. Growing up Greaser isn't easy, especially for a twelve-year-old girl who's desperate to belong yet determined to prove she can stand on her own. Every day is a balancing act. Between childhood and survival, between loyalty and danger, between keeping quiet and fighting back. With tensions rising between the Socs and the Greasers, Baylee finds herself pulled deeper into a world of violence, secrets, and choices that no kid should have to make. If she slips up, even once, the state could step in and tear her family apart for good. Can Baylee keep herself out of trouble long enough to hold her family together? Or will the streets of Tulsa swallow her whole? This is a fan fiction based on the book/movie 'The Outsiders'. I do not own any of the original main characters from either series. This is the first fan fiction that I have ever written, and let it be known I am not an English major, so I apologize in advance for any grammatical or punctuational errors. Feedback is welcome, and I am always open to new ideas 🙂

In a town divided by loyalty, love is the only thing worth fighting for. Lacey Cade returns to Tulsa following the death of her brother. She's searching for answers, when she finds Sodapop Curtis, the boy everyone notices and no one can resist. Set against the backdrop of greasers and socs, this is a story of dreams, found family, and love. Flirty, captivating, and full of heart, The Greaser Next Door captures grief and loyalty in the style of The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton.

all rights go to s.e. hinton<3 Emma was just as bad as the infamous Dallas Winston, maybe even worse. She stole, smoked, drank, went to jail, anything you can think of, she did it. But when she gets caught slashing some special tires, will she really be sorry?

Female Ponyboy. because I don't see a lot of it sooo.

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

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.

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

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.

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.

PART III OF BEFORE MY TIME SERIES (FINAL) Born and raised in Tulsa; Goldie, Candy, and Red Curtis have been living in the comfort of their high-tech culture in the year 2038. The Curtis children are thrown back to 1965 after a game turns into real life, without their technology safety net. They must get back to 2038 without disrupting the space-time continuum, just like their mother, Bri. But now, they have to make sure they don't disturb their parents falling in love. They are back to where it all began. What will they think when they meet their parents, young, and seventy-three years in the past? How will they get back home? COMPLETED: May 2019 COMPLETED: October 2023

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.

It's now the calm within the storm for the East Side Greasers. Johnny survived the fire, him and Dally are alive. Ponyboy is mustering up his courage to ask out Cherry Valance to be his lover. And everyone else from the Curtis gang is moving on with life. Soda on the other hand is going through a crisis no one else sees. Ever since Sandy cheated on him he hasn't been the same, he is convinced that love is dead. But love is only sleeping at the moment. It wasn't until one day he and his best friends Steve and Two-Bit had an altercation with some Socs at a Record Store, and amongst them was the new boy from Orosi, California. And from that point on, Soda somehow forgot about Sandy. Author's Note The Following characters are original characters owned by the author: George Lloyd Waggoner Georgia Michael Curtis Dolores [Dolly, Bullethead] Winston Betty "Barbara Ann" Green Lucile "Lucy" Martinez Angel Cooper The rest of the characters mentioned in this fan fiction is not owned by the author, but owned by S.E. Hinton. None of the original cast of characters have been confirmed to be identified as Homosexual or Trans. S.E. Hinton has confirmed to be a supporter of the LGBTQ+ community. Thank you for reading the note, enjoy the story.

❝ 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: 01/01/2026) (COMPLETED: ) I do not own any of these characters except for my own OCs. All rights go to S.E. Hinton.

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

Everything was white. The plastered walls, the cork ceiling tiles, and the cotton bed sheets. Plain; the room was, and painfully bright as the sun rays shined through the curtain-less window on the right. A repetitive beep was heard at every second. The door was shut, but the sound of shuffling feet, clicking high heels, telephone rings, and hushed murmurs in the hallways outside the room were still heard. It was all too familiar, Dallas Winston thought to himself, as he lied in the white, cotton sheet bed, with a tube stuck on his arm. The last thing he remembered was running from the police, then the excruciating, burning sensation of the metal bullets burrowing into his skin, and the disgusting feel of hot blood oozing out. Though it was physically painful, it was emotionally freeing. Dallas found his life pointless without Johnny as his faithful shadow. So he took the initiative to end it himself. Bewildered, he was, to find himself alive and breathing. The chances of surviving being shot seven times was unlikely. You could call it a miracle, but to Dallas, it was like waking up in hell, again. (Note: I do not own The Outsiders or any of the original characters. All rights go to S.E. Hinton.) WARNING: Strong language throughout

In the small town of Tulsa, Oklahoma, everyone is divided; you're either a greaser or a socs. If you're a greaser, you're only seen as lower class and a troublemaker. If you're a socs, you're seen as rich and spoiled. Bailey, Heather, and Veronica are best friends and greasers but they tend to deal with trouble rather than cause it. They all have their own problems and Veronica's car breaking down on their way home seemed like it'd be another, but is it actually a problem if it leads you to two cute mechanics and their friend?

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.