The Pretty Lies, The Ugly Truth

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should I add the outsiders to my list? xo💌

Pink hair supremacy

this life is horrible let’s all just run away

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“Date with a doll”(pt.1)

(Dallas Winston x black fem reader)

[Dallas Winston is rough and rough greaser well, he’s more of a hood if you wanna count his past in NEW YORK. But when you meet him for the first time when stumbling across the gang after your car broke down on the wrong side of town, you soon find yourself fascinated with the group and especially Dallas. In first person, cussing, sweet talking, flirting, fluff, first time greetings]

The sun began to set as I drove down the highway heading to the movies to see Cherry Valence and Marcia. I noticed up ahead a traffic guard directing people to a side road away from a car crash up ahead. I followed the other cars now a bit nervous as I knew, I was approaching the east side of town eve though I hadn’t been Tulsa,Oklahoma long I got the gist of what “greasers” were and heard they were bad trouble, I grimaced as I strolled into an unfamiliar neighborhood getting unfamiliar looks, I stuck out like a dumb cause my car was a baby pink Cadillac saw I drove down the street I heard a loud pop making me nearly jump out of my seat, I pulled over by an open lot getting out to check my car. I noticed the front tire was shot, “Darn it!”, I screeched as I kicked the tire quickly regretting it as I yelp jumping up and down holding my foot, I leaned on the front of the car contemplating on what I was gonna do, I figured I could ask for help but who’d be the right choice, all these people looked like they’d steal my car in a second. I sat there looking at the sky as it got darker, I wonder if Cherry would call my dad if I wasn’t there in time, “Look who we got here!”, I turned to see a group of greasers walking my way, I turned back quickly closing my eyes hoping they’d pass but they didn’t. “Heya, doll face.”, one said he had a large grin his face as they got closer, I looked at the others noticing two from my school, the younger looking one with blondish long hair sat near me in my Home Ed class and the taller more handsome one played football, “What’s your name?”, I looked at the grinning one and told him as politely as I could.

“Well, my name’s Two-Bit what brings you over here?”, I pointed at my flat tire as the group looked at it, they all nodded, smirking and snickering. “You’re the new girl in my Home Ed class.”, said the younger one, I nodded, “Your Ponyboy right?”, he nodded, “Let her be, she’s a nice one.”, I smiled, nervously as I made eye contact with the oldest looking one I guessed he was around 20 years old, “H-hey, your Darry Winston? You came and helped with the roofing for my house.”, he nodded, “Oh,yeah I remember you, your pop’s gave me a 20 dollar bill for tip.”, he came forth to check out the busted tire, “Let me see what I can do for you,yeah?”, I nodded gratefully and I moved onto the sidewalk, when the boys started speaking to me. “So, how long you been here?”, “few months, I moved down from New York.”, the group wooed, “We got a big city girl. Yo, Dallas this girl says she’s from the big apple.”, a cold,hard looking boy came in front with a weed(cigarette) hanging out his mouth, “Really?”, I nodded, “Well, good thing you got outta that place, it’s hell.”, I agreed. Darry got up off the ground dusting off his jeans, “It looks like this’ll need to be taken to the mechanic, not only do you have a busted tire your carbonator is almost shot. When’s the last time you’ve went to the mechanic?”, I smiled embarrassed thinking back to when Dad said I should’ve gotten my car looked at as soon as we got into town, it must’ve slipped my mind. “Steve, you think you can fix her up?”, one of the older boys,who I presumed was Steve nodded, “Yep!, how about we push her over to the shop. Shouldn’t take no more than an hour.”, I thanked them grabbing my purse pulling out a 50 dollar bill, “Here, I hope this is enough for your troubles.”, the boys winced up, shaking their hands, “We can’t do that, your not like those other Socs.”, said Steve, I nodded in gratitude. One of Ponyboy’s older brother, Sodapop stepped forward with a movie star smile, “We can take ya home.”, I shook my head, “I was actually heading to a drive in to see friends.”, Dallas grinned wide, “Well, how about we take ya to the best drive-in on this side of town,Doll.”, I nodded putting my hand over my mouth to hide my gushing smile at the nickname. It was decided, Darry,Steve and Sodapop went to the mechanic shop and I collected my belongings started to walk with the other boys in the group. As, we walked I felt an arm snake around me, as I looked at a smiling Dallas with a weed hung from his loose lips, “I’ll keep you safe, Doll.”, I giggled, nervously yet intrigued Two-Bit jumped in front of us with a concerned look, “Don’t let Sylvia see her, Dal. I don’t want that broad roughin’ her up.”, Dallas grimaced, “She ain’t touching this precious thing.”, he looked directly at me, “I’ll make sure of it.” I nodded, taking his arm from under me, “Let’s just be safe.”, I said softly with a smile.

(Hihiii, that’s the part 1! Hope u guys enjoyed and a part 2 will come out very soon!)

guys I need an answer 💋🖤

Can you do the greasers dating a Jamaican girl or just a Carribbean girl in general? Separate, obvi 😅

Since it was the 1960s there probably was alot of prejudice which is why I was wondering what it would be like, as a Jamaican myself

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Summary: The Greasers x Jamaican/Carribean!Reader

Warnings: racism, stereotypes, etc.

Author's Note: Generally, I have no clue what living as a Jamaican or Carribbean woman is like and i tried some research but im not very confident in it, so i'm sorry if this is written vaguely...

PONYBOY thinks you're actually stunning, he loves your beautiful hair and glossy skin, and your curves and style. He thinks you're just a genuinely beautiful person, no matter what race. He's not blind to the fact that him dating you would be odd in their society, or that you're tougher than most because of this life you had to endure, but he thinks that you're just perfect for him. He'll always comfort you after a hard day, reminding you that you're so much smarter and more beautiful that people realize.

JOHNNY doesn't try to associate with you at first. He's already outcasted and he sees you as someone that could pull down his reputation, until he starts actually talking to you. He cannot get over your voice, it's smooth like honey and that's what initially attracted him to you. He denied his feelings for so long but eventually realized, that love knows no bounds, and that he'd feel so much better without trying to fit you and himself inside a box. Since then, he's been quite literally the best boyfriend ever. He'll always step in for you, even when he knows he can't really handle it, and he always has a praise for you at the end of the day.

SODAPOP has a specific talent that lets him see how pretty a person is even if their just wearing a school uniform with their hair tied back. He knows how to recognize beautiful features, beauty in the rawest form. You always stuck out to him, and he always stares as you walk by, but makes no move to talk to you until Steve hypes him up. He's awkward and fumbling. He knows interracial couples are shunned and not accepted, so your relationship is a secret that no one knows about except for the gang. He would love to go public with your relationship but he fears that people might start targetting you because of it.

STEVE is quite literally the wokest guy in the gang. He doesn't care about beauty standards, he's never fit them (he thinks) and he's confident in himself so why should anyone care about anyone else? He talks to you nonchalantly a lot, a passing remark about the weather, asking you how your day was. You two are just common accquantainces until he asks you to go to the movies. While sitting next to you, he realizes how tense and nervous you make him. He starts noticing little details about you, your perfume, your hairstyle, your clothing, until he realizes he likes you and asks you out. He's so caring to you, people know not to mess with you, because Steve will rile the whole gang up to come get them because the gang loves you like a sister.

TWO-BIT knows being associated with you could be bad news. He tries to stay out of your way while being respectful, but something about you to him is genuinely so alluring. He cant tell if it's the way you hold yourself, the gentle slope of your shoulders or if its everything wrapped up in a neat little bow, but that's probably the first time he's had a crush in a long while. He tries not to let it be known but you can tell, and you explain that you like him too, but that you know that it would be rough if you two got together. Having conformation that you like him back is the straw that breaks the camels back for him, he's ready to dive head first into this relationship with no protection at all. He's always got your back, especially when it comes to out-insulting people, he's got a tongue sharp enough that it would make a young boy cry and he will use it against someone if they try to diss his girl.

DARRY tries to stay as distanced as he can from you. There's too much trouble for him as a greaser and a technically 'single dad' that he just can't handle anymore stress at the moment, but he's always respectful and never says anything about you. He sees you everywhere though, and you start infecting his mind until he's almost waiting everyday to see you pass by. You two have this weird situationship, where its more the presences of the other than anything. You realize that Darry is probably more hesitant to be in a relationship with you, but that he loves you too. However, patience is key, because he asks you out within the next month. He tells you, once Pony is out of the house and you two can move far away from Tulsa, the relationship can be more public, but for now, only the gang knows.

DALLAS is probably racist. He grew up mean and angry and he'd probably act that way to you. There is no 'fixing him' or 'making him change for you', that's just how he will be. He won't ask you out, but sometimes he'll drop stuff by your door, try and stop by your place for a drink or two. Or just something that makes him look uncaring but still lets him be close to you. He's stuck in this love hate loop with both you and himself, but he tries to push it out of his mind.

somebody request something so i can write instead of sleeping all day ૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა