Posting it now! :)
xo - Sophie
First off, you all are too sweet. Thank you for all the encouragement and love! I just felt like I needed to say that, haha. <3
Secondly, the longer and well-written imagines will be posted tomorrow when I have more time to dedicate to writing. Today, I’m just going to post some more imagines with GIFs.
And I just thought that I had to mention this last: I found one of my GIF imagines on Instagram! How cool is that?! I was just scrolling through my feed and I found my own creation (wow, that sounds cheesy…). I never knew people liked my posts that much. Sweet! I literally fangirled.

xo - Sophie
Have I ever thanked you and said that I love you before?
I have? Oh, well, I’m going to say it again.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. THANK YOU. MESSAGES LIKE THESE INSPIRE ME TO KEEP WRITING FOR YOU ALL. <3
xo - Sophie
Thank you so much! I’m planning on making more, so don’t worry! :)
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Done! :)
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Darry: He has one hand around your waist, and the other holding your hand. He stares at you with so much love, and that makes you feel like you’re the only girl in the world. “I love you so much.” He said, smiling down at you.
Steve: It was after a big fight; you were so mad at him, that you didn’t even acknowledge him for the rest of the day. He would try to get your attention, but it didn’t work for a while. He finally had enough and picked you up off of the couch, and started to dance with you.
Sodapop: He could always make you laugh, no matter what. You two were hanging at the beach, when he took your hand and started to dance. “Soda, stop! People are starin’ now.” You giggled, lightly nudging his shoulder. “Oh, so you want them to stare, huh?” He grinned at you. “Soda, that’s not what I s- Oh my God!” You screamed, as he carried you into the ocean, making you, him, and the others watching you laugh.
Dally: He spotted you through the crowd at one of Buck’s wild parties, not being able to stop staring. You were chatting with your friends and enjoying the night, when a Soc asked you to dance. You were about to say yes, when all of a sudden, the Soc was pushed out of the way by Dally. “Sorry, buddy. Maybe next time.” He snickered as he spun you around and dipped you, receiving glares from the Soc.
Johnny: It was your sixteenth birthday; filled with smiles and love, but it wasn’t complete without your boyfriend, Johnny. You reached the lot, to see him there. “Hey, Johnny.” You smiled at him. “Hi, Y/N. Happy birthday, by the way.” He said, hugging you. You both didn’t let go of the hug, and Johnny started swaying you back and forth. “What’re you doin’?” You blushed. “Dancin’ with the most beautiful girl in Tulsa, what else?” He said, before giving you a short kiss.

Ponyboy: You and Ponyboy had an project to start, so you both planned to go to his place. You’ve always had a crush on him; the only thing was that you didn’t know he liked you too. “Hey, Y/N!” He opened the front door and hugged you. “Hey, Pony! You ready to start?” You asked, smiling. “Yeah, come on in.” He said, and led you inside. You both started working instantly, but you got tired really soon. “You tired?” He asked. “Yeah.” You yawned. “C'mon, you need to be awake!” He smiled, picking you up. You were spun, and you were dancing before you knew it. In that moment, you fell in love with Ponyboy Curtis.
Two-Bit: “Have I ever told you how much I love you?” He mumbled, nuzzling his head into your neck. “Maybe, but you sure have shown that you do.” You smiled at him. “How have I shown it?” He asked you, grinning ear to ear. “You kiss me, you hug me, you make me laugh, you tease me, you smile at me, you take care of me and you’ve never hurt me. That’s how.” You whispered. Two-Bit pretended to count with his fingers as you listed it all. “Well, looks like I forgot somethin’.” He smiled. “Wha- Keith!” You laughed as he picked you up and danced with you. “Now you know for sure that I love you.” He said, gazing at you.
Awh, thank you so much! I truly appreciate it! <3
xo - Sophie
I actually have a request that’s extremely similar to this one! I’ll write it this weekend, I promise!
xo - Sophie
Thank you so much! That’s so sweet of you; I don’t plan on stopping any time soon! <3
xo - Sophie
So, I’ve lately been getting tons of requests for preferences and long imagines. These requests are absolutely spectacular, but here’s the deal I want to make with you all.
How about for the remainder of this week, I post the imagines with the GIFs, and then when I start my Spring break on Monday, I post preferences and the long imagines for the next two weeks I’m off from school.
Does that sound alright?
I’m trying to use some major time management skills.
xo - Sophie
I’m also really liking that you all think they’re great! :)
xo - Sophie
Of course!! :) And thank you so much, it means a lot. I hope I don’t kill your feels too much, though!
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Working on it now! I think this request is absolutely adorable.
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Firstly, thank you all so much for following, requesting, and complimenting my work! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I truly feel like you all love my work, and that makes me feel so happy. :)
Secondly, the only time I’ll be able to post anything this week is tomorrow and maybe Sunday. Right now I’m studying for a huge Science test, so I won’t be able to write much. Sad, right? :(
(The cool thing is that I’m going to Disney this weekend!)
I promise to post tomorrow! <3

xo - Sophie
Just letting you all know that I may or may not be able to post imagines/preferences today. I have a birthday party to go to and I don’t know what time it’ll end! I might post tomorrow though, who knows.
My ask is still open for requests, so you can message me! :)
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OH. MY. LORD.
YOU ARE TOO SWEET AND I LOVE YOU TOO. OMG. AWH.
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No imagines will be posted today since I haven’t worked on anything (I had my Confirmation, so that’s why).
I promise that I’ll update tomorrow! <3
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I hope you all like it! If you have any tips or ideas to improve the story, feel free to let me know!
It’s an extremely long chapter, but Dally finally gets introduced!

THAT GIF NEVER FAILS TO KILL ME BUT IF THAT GIF FREEZES UP IN THIS POST THEN I WILL HURT SOMEONE LIKE W O W IMAGINE HIM SAYING THAT TO YOU OMG SHOOT ME WITH A HEATER AND BURY ME IN A SOC’S FRONT YARD AS A PUNISHMENT
xo - Sophie
“So, what is there to do here in Tulsa?” I heard Rena ask Pony while we were walking to the Dingo.
“Well, it’s a pleasant place to live if you don’t want to do much. But if you want do somethin’ fun, there’s not much to do ‘ere except for the movie house, drive-in, or a few hangouts on this side of town.” He explained to us. Johnny nodded in agreement.
“Just need to be careful ‘bout who you stumble on.” Johnny whispered. I looked at Jewel, who was next to me, confused; what did he mean by “who you stumble on”?
“I’m sorry?” Jack asked him. “Yeah, what do you mean by that?” Ryan asked him. “Well, there’s this ‘divide’, if that’s how you’d say it, ‘ere in Tulsa. Johnny can explain the rest; I’m not gettin’ all riled up for nothin’.” Pony started.
“Okay, there are three groups, b-basically; there are the kids known as ‘Socs’, short for ‘socials’. They’re just rich kids who depend on their parents’ money and act like they own the place.” Johnny’s statement kind of made me shift on my feet; the gang and I just got here on Ryan and Jack’s inheritance, if you would even call it that. Does that make us Socs? I shook that thought off and listened to Johnny.
“Then, there’s the middle class. Nothin’ wrong with ‘em though, it’s as if they’re just there, y’know? They’re all lucky stiffs. It’s all as if they’re on the sidelines watchin’ a game.” Johnny continued, becoming sure of himself around us. That was a good thing; he didn’t really need to be scared of us.
“And then there’s us. Greasers.” Ponyboy finished, he seemed to have blown off some steam. “Why’re you guys called that?” I asked them. “‘Cause we slick our hair back with gel; people just call the gel ‘grease’.” Johnny said. I nodded in response; at least it wasn’t a tragic reason like ours.
Minutes passed, and we were still walking. Pony must have read our minds, since he assured us that we were almost there. We were all having fun; we were joking around, taking in the mediocre scenery, and enjoying each other’s company, until a fancy-looking car started to follow us. I saw that Pony and Johnny stiffened a little, and I looked back to the car only to see four guys dressed in varsity jackets hop out.
“Hey, should we be runnin’ right now?!” Jewel whispered, noticing the same thing I did. “No, don’t run just yet.” Jack hissed. “If they want a good fight, then we’ll give ‘em a great fight.” I said. “You sure?” Rena asked, knowing that this wasn’t going to be the best idea. “I don’t want to get hurt just yet.” Ryan said, seeing that the guys were walking behind us, yet gaining on us.
“Just keep walking.” I told them all, trying to keep my nerves hidden. “We’re almost there, right Johnnycake?” Pony nudged Johnny, but he looked pale and scared out of his wits. We hustled to a building with a big sign that read “The Dingo”. It was really full, so I guess that this place must be really good or something. We were about to reach for the door when a hand slammed onto the door.
“And where do you think you’re goin’? I haven’t seen you around here.” I heard a gruff voice muse. “Get out of ‘ere, Paul! You’re on our side o’ town and you know it!” I heard Pony yell.
“Get your hands away from her while you’re at it.” I heard Ryan growl. If our looks could kill, this Paul guy and each of his gang would definitely be dead ten times over. I looked up at this Paul guy; he was pretty cute, but he was a total jerk. He also seemed to be a few years older than me, so I wasn’t going to be interested any time soon.
I looked inside of the Dingo, and saw that everybody inside had paused their conversations to see what was going on outside. That’s when I looked down; I didn’t really like when all of the attention was put towards me.
“Johnny, go inside and get help.” I heard Rena whisper to him. “Not so fast!” One of Paul’s morons laughed and grabbed Johnny by his collar, and I saw that Jewel was cowering into Ryan’s side. “Let go of him!” I heard Jack yell as he pulled out his switchblade.
I noticed that Paul was distracted by what was going on around us, so I reached into my pocket for my switchblade and took the chance of targeting Paul’s hand. “Ow! Why you little b-” He started to cuss at me, not after raising his hand to hit me. I shut my eyes and waited for the impact, forgetting that I had a weapon and my friends with me, but the impact never came. I opened one eye and saw a large hand holding Paul’s wrist. I followed the arm that the unknown hand belonged to, and saw a tall guy with icy dark-brown eyes, brown hair with no hair gel, and a cancer stick in his mouth. Needless to say, he was gorgeous; and my sisters seemed to notice that too, but I guess they backed off because he looked a lot like a no-good hood.
“Don’t even try, alrigh’?” The mystery guy said coolly, with a heavy New York accent that may or may not have killed me inside. I looked behind this guy to see Johnny and four other guys behind him. Paul and his friends seemed to falter, but somehow kept cool. Honestly, if I was Paul and I saw who Johnny and Pony hung out with, I would have been peeing my pants before running back home to Miami.
Paul and his morons just turned around and jogged back to the car. “I swear to God almighty, if you don’t leave me and my gang alone, you’ll be sorry. Get lost!” I yelled at them. I turned back to see the mystery boy looking at me with a smirk.
“You don’t seem that tough.” He chuckled. I looked at him like he just insulted all I believed in. “You want to run that by me again?” I threatened, a little amused but offended by his attitude.
“Spike, it’s okay. Don’t listen to him.” Johnny chuckled. “Yeah, trust me. Don’t bother.” Pony smiled, along with the others that stood with Johnny.
“Well, I do-” I started, obviously mad with the nerve of these kids, especially after this whole episode. “Spike, don’t.” Jewel squeaked. “Oh no, here we go.” Rena groaned. “I swear to God; Spike, if we end up with broken bones, I will kill you.” Ryan said. “This is going to be fun.” I heard Jack chuckle to Johnny.
“I’m Dally. Now, what’s a pretty girl like you doin’ with a tough nickname and a bad attitude like that?” This guy said, putting his arm around me. I promise you, if he gets any closer, I will faint. I noticed that my gang looked at me with a knowing smirk; it was always one that read: “You so like him!”. I glared at them all, unhappy that they were making it obvious.
“I got that nickname for a reason; sometimes, I think people wouldn’t want to know that reason.” I smiled fakely. "I only have this bad attitude when pretentious jerks like you are around. Wait, do you know what ‘pretentious’ even means? I didn’t think so. Not so tough now, huh?” I continued, getting his arm off of me. He looked shocked, but his expression was soon covered up once again with an icy glare.
I heard a chorus of laughter from my gang, Johnny, Pony, and their friends. I walked over to Ponyboy and Johnny and hugged both of them.
“Thanks for giving us a tour, or at least a little tour. Want to hang out tomorrow?” I asked them both, eager to see them again.
“Yeah, that would be great!” Johnny smiled. “Cool! Can we meet here tomorrow, at 12 o'clock sharp?” I heard Ryan ask us.
“I’m down for anything.” Rena answered. “That’d be cool.” Jewel piped up as Jack nodded.
“We’ll join you guys!” I turned around to see one of Pony’s friends say. He had a Mickey Mouse shirt on, and he had a grin that never seemed to leave his face. All of the other guys seemed to agree, except for Dally
“You bozos are really goin’ to hang out with this nobody?” Dally asked, obviously shocked that some other gang seemed all high-and-mighty for once.
“Well, you know what they say; it takes a nobody to know a nobody.” I smiled at him cheekily as my gang and I started to walk away. When I turned away from Dally, I knew my face heated up instantly. How much longer was I willing to keep this tough façade up? Who knew. Was I going to fall for Dally soon enough? Maybe.
Did I know that I was getting myself into the biggest adventure of a lifetime?
Nope.
Awh thank you! :)
xo - Sophie
Probably tonight or Monday; I’m trying to type without ruining my nail polish, haha! xD
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Working on it now! :) Glad to see that people love it so far. <3
xo - Sophie
Sorry hun, I don’t do smut!
xo - Sophie
“I can’t believe this! You seriously saw her last night?!” You screamed at your boyfriend; well, now ex-boyfriend. You two were planning on going out to the Dingo last night, until he was “sick”. He wasn’t really sick; he apparently faked it and went to see Sandy, who you thought moved away for horrid reasons.
“I don’t get what the deal is! She wanted to talk to me, it’s not like we kissed or anythin’!” Soda yelled back at you. Was he really being serious right now?
“Are you kiddin’ me, Soda? It’s a big deal because not only did you ditch me and lie to me, but you went and saw your ex-girlfriend who apparently was in Florida with a baby that wasn’t yours! Do I seriously have to remind you of why you two broke up?!” You responded, tears threatening to fall.
Soda just looked at you like you stabbed him and just left him all alone to die. “Don’t you dare bring that up ever again.” He hissed, gritting his teeth.
You scoffed. “Well, I just did since you obviously needed to be reminded! Lyin’ to me obviously wasn’t enough for you. You know what? I think you should just get out. Leave. We’re done.” You sobbed, removing the promise ring that he managed to buy for you on Valentine’s Day. You threw the ring at him, and motioned to the door.
“B-babe, don’t be like tha-” He started, desperate for you to calm down so you both can work this out.
“I have to! Don’t you understand? If I can’t trust you, then what should we do with this relationship? Get out!” You pushed him towards the door with all of the strength in you, not forgetting to slam the door in his face.
You heard him kick one of the posts on the porch, and try to keep in a sob as he ran to his car and put the key in ignition. You couldn’t help but lean on the wall and slide down, burying your head in your knees. Why did this all have to happen? Why was there so much drama?
Why did it all have to involve you?
All the crying made you tired; you were sitting against the wall for about an hour, mentally cursing yourself for all that happened. You were slowly falling asleep, until the phone rang.
You made your way hastily to the phone, anger still running in your system. “Hello?” You answered gruffly. “Is this Ms. Y/L/N?” A woman’s voice asked. “This is she.” You replied. What happened and why did they ask for you?
“I’m sorry, but I think you should make your way to the hospital immediately. A patient named ‘Sodapop Curtis’ is askin’ for you.” The woman advised. Those words were enough to crumble down and weigh horror on your shoulders.
You didn’t even manage to hang up the phone; you just grabbed your jacket, slid on your shoes, snatched your car keys, and drove off to the local hospital. Nearly missing a few stop signs and other cars, you made it in ten minutes tops. You hopped out of the car and ran inside. “Where’s Sodapop Curtis?!” You yelled to the lady at the front desk.
“Are you Ms. Y/L/N?” She asked you, debating on whether or not she should release that information. “Yes I am, now talk.” You threatened. “Room 109.” The lady responded; you didn’t even acknowledge her, you just ran.
You finally made it to the room, but hesitated once you made it to the door. Your breathing hitched; should you go inside or not? You shook the thought out of your head; you needed to know what happened. You needed to know if you were the reason.
You slowly opened the door to find Soda lying down. He had a cast on his left leg, and some gauze wrapped around his right hand. “Oh, Soda.” You gasped, making your way to his bedside. “Y/N? What’re you doin’ ‘ere?” He asked you, seeming genuinely shocked. You rolled your eyes.
“It’s not every day that you get a call at 11:00 at night sayin’ that the person you love most is in the hospital. What the heck happened? Were you wearing your seatbelt?! I swear, if you weren’t we-” You demanded, until Soda interrupted you.
“I was so angry that I wasn’t payin’ attention to the road.” He said. He seemed to hesitate, but he continued. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t have gone to see Sandy. But you know that I would never do anythin’ with ‘er!” He started, but you shut him up by kissing him.
“Hey, don’t worry about it. I was angry for no reason. I should’ve known that you wouldn’t do anythin’. But I swear to the Lord almighty, if I ever see her again, I will hurt her.” You giggled. He just grinned at you and got something from the nightstand next to the bed. You recognized it as the promise ring you threw at him earlier out of anger. He just got it, brushed it off, and put it on your finger. That surely shut you up, because you knew that now you were both alright.
No problem!
xo - Sophie
Sure! Working on it now :)
xo - Sophie
No problem! I absolutely loved writing it :)
xo - Sophie