𐙚My OC’s Aesthetic𐙚

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aesthetic ۶ৎ character ۶ৎ me

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Adriana

Grace

Baker

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Full name : Adriana Grace Baker

Nicknames : Adri, Hollywood, Shorty , Blondie

Age : 16

Birthday : January 31 , 1949

Gender : Female

Height : 5’0

Class : Soc

Relationship : Crushing on Dallas and not proud of it. Not at all.

Personality : She’s really not afraid to put you in your place. She can be sweet but has an attitude. Just don’t get on her bad side and you’ll be thankful to have a friend like her. She’ll be cheering you on , always be there for you and of course will be supporting you no matter what you choose to do in life. She’d do anything for anyone no matter what but that’s why people think they can take advantage of her. She sure doesn’t let that happen. She’ll put you in your place and make sure you know where you stand. She won’t take disrespect or be used by anyone. She knows her worth and she won’t let anyone take her down.

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It was the most perfect summer day in Tulsa. The sun shined bright on our town looking over all the darkness on the East side. I followed Dallas to the DX with Johnny to see my brother, Sodapop. When we walked into the refrigerated air of the DX Soda was working the register. He looked drained but he grinned when he saw us. We talked to him for a while but I went over to the ice box to get a cold Pepsi. The DX bell rung over the door which meant someone was walking in. I heard the clicking of shoes and immediately looked up. No greaser’s shoes sound like that, it had to be a Soc. When I headed back over to the register, with my Pepsi, I met the person that walked in. She was short but pretty. All the Soc girls I’ve seen were pretty but she was different. She had a soft smile, soft blonde curls that framed her circular face, blue eyes that sparkled like sapphires unlike Darry’s who are like ice. Dallas whistled low as he watched her walk towards the counter a grin spreading across his elf-like face.

“You look like you’re on the wrong side of town, Doll.”

I cringed inside as Dallas spoke trying to swoon the poor girl. Instead she kept that soft smile and shook her head. I noticed my brother had his eyes on her as she spoke. I didn’t know whether it’s because she was a Soc or a really kind Soc.

“Nope. I heard this is the best gas station around. Had to check it out.”

She giggled at her own words but it sounded like an angel. She spoke to my brother about her car needing fixing and he said he’d work on it right away. She smiled brightly.

“Great! Here’s the money for it. I’ll pick it up tomorrow!”

She handed him the money and turned to walk away but before she did she waved at us goodbye. That was the first time everyone there has gotten a chance to meet an angel. That would be the closest Dallas would ever get to heaven.

- Ponyboy Curtis 1964

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Her best friends are Bri and Jess. They’ve been friends for only a few years but it has felt like they’ve known each other for their whole lives! They love and care for eachother no matter what social class each other are. That’s why Adriana will always feel sympathy for people that are less fortunate than her. She donates money frequently to people in need or she just hands over the Curtis brother’s money no matter what day it is. She hates seeing people going through traumatic events without any help. She gets along with the greaser gang pretty well too.

She adores Ponyboy for his love for literature. She adores Sodapop for always smiling even when times get rough. She adores Darry for working so hard. She adores Two-bit for his ability to make people laugh. She adores Steve for his intelligent mind. She adores Johnny for staying strong. She adores Dallas for…being cute?

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Blondie? The Soc with the attitude? Yeah I know her, man. I don’t get why she’s such a bitch to me. All I said was she had a nice rack but I guess that broad can’t take a compliment. Anyway, yeah I guess she’s okay. She’s always smiling and trying to bring the best out of me. I keep telling her there ain’t nothing nice about me but that broad won’t stop. Blondie is a try hard. But I don’t care about that, all I need to know is which panties she wears. I bet she wears those cute lace ones with the bows.

- Dallas “Dally” Winston 1964

Adriana could be a movie star. She has the face and the beautiful personality. I swear I could see her name on a big build board or on a big movie screen. Her and Soda could be famous if they wanted to be. Whenever she shows up to my house she always brings a subtle peace. She gets along with all of us. She doesn’t care about our rowdiness or that we’re all greasers. She likes us for who we are and it’s rare to find that in Tulsa

- Ponyboy “Pony” Curtis 1964

Hollywood? Haha that girls great! She always laughs at my jokes even when they’re about her. She don’t care if I make fun of her because she’ll shoot them right back at me! My ma likes her a lot too. Shorty brought over some cookies and offers to babysit my lil sis. She’s sweet as sugar. I swear I could trip over her and won’t even see what I tripped over! Haha!

- Keith “Two-bit” Mathew’s 1964

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I would climb the highest mountain and cross the skies above

I would write in flaming letters “You’re my one and only love”

“Shut that shit off” “No! It’s Lesley Gore!” “Whatever, Doll.”

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Likes : Cherry Coke, Dallas Winston, Dogs, Sleeping, Shopping, Marilyn Monroe, Hollywood, Dancing, The Diner, Dally Winston, “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes”, Music, Collecting vinyl, Drawing, Did I mention the tough hood that won’t stop bothering her?

Dislikes : People that are rude for no reason, Getting used, Liking Dallas Winston, Pepsi, Itchy Clothes, Being hot/sweaty, Bob Sheldon.

Fav Artists : Lesley Gore, The Doors, The Rolling Stones, Brenda Lee, The Supremes, Nancy and Frank Sinatra, The Beach Boys, Dion, Ella Fitzgerald

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Back story : Adriana grew up in New York with her loving family. Her mother is willing to do anything for her but favorites her brother. Her father was a sheriff back in New York but got offered a better salary as a sheriff in Tulsa. So the family moved to Tulsa Oklahoma hopefully for a better life. Adriana wanted to move but she loved her life back in New York. She had all her friends and family there but in Tulsa she has no one.

When she got to Tulsa for the first time her mother wanted her to get a job. It’s not like she needed one since she could just use her daddy’s money but her mother wanted her out of the house. So she picked up a job as a waitress. She made so many new friends and school is school, there isn’t nothing good about it. Sometimes she just wishes she could skip class but she’d never have the guts to do that. Until one day Dallas Winston kept nagging her at her locker to skip class with him.

She’d never done something like that before but she obeyed and they both left school skipping the rest of the day to hang out at the DX. She had already gotten familiar with Soda, Dally, Steve, Johnny and Pony because she met them at the DX a while back. That’s why Dallas can’t seem to stop bothering her now, he just always wants to see her.

Soon after she got to meet the rest of the gang. Two-bit liked her because she was able to crack jokes just as easily as him. Darry liked her because she wasn’t afraid to help him out with chores and always be a helping hand. She soon later became a close friend to the gang. A person they can all rely on.

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AHHHHHH 🤭 AHHHHHHHH 😝AHHHHHHH 😆

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Norman F Rockwell

D Winston x reader

Warnings : toxic relationships , toxic men , mentions of sexual topics , drinking , Dallas Winston

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God damn, man child

You fucked me so good that I almost said “I love you”

You were laid down in your floral sheets, your mind no longer filled with self conscious or nervous thoughts as your boyfriend laid down next to you. Your breathing had calmed down and your eyes scanned over Dally’s face. He had a proud grin on his lips like he had just won the lottery, you don’t know whether to be proud or regret the whole thing. Dallas had sat up resting his bare back against your headboard. He seems bored but how can he be after how you both showed all of your love?

You sat up next to Dallas and smiled. He glanced back at you and raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“Nothing…it’s just I wanted to tell you I-”

He got off of your bed and began to get back into his clothes, not even paying attention to what you have to say.

“Mhm, sounds great doll.”

You just sat there, just watching him as he pulled on his leather jacket and lit up a cancer stick. He put his boots back on and cleared his throat as he met your gaze again. You somehow smiled as you met his eyes but it wasn’t returned. It never will be.

“Uh..same time tomorrow?”

You nodded your head slowly not being able to comprehend the reality that he doesn’t love you. You just can’t comprehend that he’s using you…

You’re fun and you’re wild

But you don’t know the half of the shit you put me through

You of course decided to go to one of Bucks parties as Dal’s girl. You knew he felt proud with his arm slung around your shoulders as you both walked into the busy and messy bar. You obviously know what your purpose is for the night, you’re here for Dallas..so you have to have fun. You have to listen to him and not make a scene. You have to be perfect. He walked around the party with you at his hip the whole night. You sat in his lap as he talked to his Greaser buddies, he talked about his wild adventures and he played pool. It felt like how it was supposed to, it was supposed to be a fun, crazy party. It was of course but the night turned when the drinks came along.

You lost Dallas in the big crowd and now you’re alone. You’re alone in a crowded bar with guys you don’t even know around you. You came to be perfect for your boyfriend, to show him you’re everything he needs. But you second guess your perfectness when you see him with another girl. He’s got her pinned to the wall with his hands on her hips and in one blink of an eye his lips are on hers.

You froze as you stared at the scene happening across the bar.

“He’s just drunk” you tell yourself.

But when you’re walking out of the warm bar by yourself into the cold night. You second guess if he even does love you. But every time you think that you always say “He’ll change.” But the change hasn’t came yet and you’re still waiting for it.

Your poetry’s bad and you blame the news

But I can’t change that and I can’t change your mood

Dallas had come over after a few weeks of ignoring you. You’re the one that reaches out to him and you had after the party but he never called back. He never reached out asking if you were ok or if you wanted him to pick you up from school. Nothing.

But the reason why he did come over wasn’t for apologizing about kissing a girl in the same room as you, but for a hookup. You guess he got bored of all the other girls so now he’s going back to someone he knows will give in so easily, and you give in. Every. Single. Time.

“Come on, Doll. It’ll be quick. ‘Just wanna spend time with my girl.”

Your breathed hitched in your throat as he put his hands on your hips, his hands moving up and down your sides.

“I don’t know Dal..I’ve got a headache.”

His eyebrows furrowed at your comment and he shook his head.

“Headache? Great. It’s always something with you, huh?”

You looked up at him and felt your heart race. You feel like you’ve screwed up because now he’s pissed. He’s pissed he can’t get in your pants and he’s going to turn it all on you.

“Sorry Dal, it’s just-”

He scoffed and raised his hands in mock surrender.

“Whatever, man. You don’t wanna spend time with your guy? I get it, I know when I’m not wanted.”

He began to step away from you but you know he won’t leave because you’re wrapped around his fingers.

“Wait. I do wanna spend time with you. I’m fine..it’s okay.”

And that’s how he’s gotten full control over you. He knows you’ll let him use you. He knows he’ll get whatever he wants from you because he has full control.

‘Cause you’re just a man

It’s just what you do

Your head in your hands as you color me blue.

Yea, you’re just a man all through and through

Your head in your hands as you color me blue

No matter where you go with Dallas it feels like you can’t leave him. You can’t leave his side because you know he’ll find someone better than you. He’ll show them off like he used to with you, but now he already has you and there’s no fun in that.

Goddamn man child

You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two

Self loathing poet, resident Laurel Canton, know it all

You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you

But I don’t get bored, I just see you through

Dallas had been talking to his buddies at the bar, Sodapop Curtis, Steve Randle and Two-bit Mathew’s. But something changed when the girls started walking in and started a conversation with everyone else except Dallas. His brows furrowed and his mouth twitched into a sneer. You were sat at the bar just watching Dal’s face turn in annoyance and you couldn’t help but wonder, “why would no one pay attention to him?”

Dallas had caught your eyes and sauntered over to you, his sneer turning into a grin. He sat next to you in the empty seat, that was his earlier until he left you to go talk to his friends.

“What’s up with you, sweetie?”

And that’s how the night had started. You listened to his New York accent drawl as he spoke about his flashy and wild decisions back in New York. He’s told you them before but you don’t mind. You could listen to him talk forever. You know he’s drunk and that might be why he’s paying you so much attention and repeating the things he has told you many times before.

“You’re a real broad, huh?”

You smiled to yourself and couldn’t help but giggle like a little school girl.

“Yea..you’re some hot broad, Cherry.”

Why wait for the best when I can have you?

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Girlies!!

I won’t be posting for a while bc I got my regents and finals coming up next week and after then. So I’ll be studying until then..I’ll post when they’re all finally done!

Love you all! 💗

-marilyn-girly (Adri)

Priscilla and Marilyn Monroe for me 😭

scary how it actually happened

I need people to make more fan fictions of him or just Matt Dillon in general!!! 😭😭

matt as sam lombardo...

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𐙚 Master List 𐙚

Dallas Winston:

Fooled Around and Fell in Love

The one that got away…

Norman F Rockwell

You Don’t Own Me

Darrel Curtis:

~none yet~

Sodapop Curtis:

The Way Things Go

Johnny Cade:

Johnny Angel

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My OC’s / Made up

Characters by me!

My OC’s:

Mood board/aesthetic - Adriana Baker

Mood board/aesthetic - Briana Robinson

Mood board/aesthetic - Jessie Jackson

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About the writer!

Soc! reader or Girly! reader would definitely have a picture of Dallas likes this…

(This is my photo and my man)