allblvckeverythangg asked: Hey I'm new to these outsiders preference an i saw of how if you should or continue doing your fanfic about dally well can I ask what is it about and of cource doll you should totally because I love dally...... Lets do it for Johnny!!!!'n
Haha! Thanks a lot, I’m glad people want me to continue it. :) I’ll get started as soon as I can!
xo - Sophie
May 30
Anonymous asked: Hey! How about writting about a sexual missunderstood between you two? haha It would be funny! :P
Sorry! I don’t write anything sexual, smut-related, whatever you want to call it. :/ I don’t write that kind of stuff for two reasons: I’d be horrible at writing that kind of stuff and I still want every tiny bit of innocence I have left *cough*WHAT INNOCENCE*cough*.
xo - Sophie
I’m going to ask this question with every last bit of sanity I have left!
Should I continue writing my Dallas Winston fanfic? Please message me if you think so!
Anyway, today was my last day of final exams! So, I’ll be able to post freely. But, I don’t know when I’m getting my laptop back, so since I’m posting from my phone, I’m a little limited. :/
P.S. I’m still not accepting any requests since my ask is full of them!
xo - Sophie
Preference #22: Your daughter brings home her boyfriend (Part 2).
Darry:
"And what are your intentions towards my daughter?" Darry asked, on edge. Today was not a good day for Darry; work was horrible, and he just had to come home to find out that his little girl has a boyfriend, Jack Peters. Jack Peters was a middle class boy, but he wasn't all that average. He was tall, and pretty strong. He was the star quarterback of the Will Rogers football team. Ella was a very popular cheerleader, so it was obvious that they would date. Your daughter, Ella, failed to tell Darry that she was bringing her boyfriend of two months to meet you both. You knew about him, but Darry didn't. He was basically fuming when he saw Jack's arm around Ella's waist! "Well, sir, since I work two jobs and all, I wouldn't have much time to do any of that stuff, y'know. I-I mean, n-not that I want to, but she's real busy with cheer and I'm busy with my work and football practices." "Do you have good grades?" Darry pressed, intimidating him even more. "Dad, he's a great student!" Ella whined, but Darry ignored her. "I'm watchin' you both."
Johnny:
"I'm actually very excited to meet this boy, how about you?" You asked your husband. "I guess. She's only sixteen, though! I don't think this dating thing is too hot of an idea." "Darling, we dated when we were sixteen." You sighed. "But still! Y'know what? I guess I am excited. It's great that Rebecca found somebody. What's his name, anyway?" He chuckled. "I think his name is Rob Coulson, not too sure." You replied. You heard a car drive in "Rob's here! Oh, he's here! Everybody be cool, and please, do not embarrass me!" Rebecca giggled, opening the door for her boyfriend. The open door revealed a young boy, about the age of sixteen, with big brown eyes and jet-black hair. He had light skin, and he had a large scar on his hand. His hair was somewhat gelled back, but not enough for him to be called a greaser. "Come on in!" You smiled gently at him. "I'm Mrs. Cade, and this is my husband, Johnny." "Nice to meet you, kid." Johnny smiled at him, holding his hand out for Rob to shake. "N-nice to meet you too, s-sir." He stuttered, groaning once he realized that he was stuttering. "Wait, he's scared of me? Kid, don't be. You have no reason to be scared. Right?" "Yes, s-sir." Rob stuttered again. "We'll work on that." Rebecca giggled, kissing Rob's cheek.
Two-Bit:
"I mean, I thought that it was a common rule; that once you're in a Chinese restaurant, you have to eat everything with chopsticks! And when I thought of everything, oh - I meant everything. I even ate the dessert - ice cream, to be exact. I ate it with chopsticks, too! The whole restaurant was wonderin' how I did it. They gave me a whole round of applause." And at that, you and your husband were in stitches. Your daughter, Anne, brought over her eighteen year-old riot of a boyfriend, Cory. Personality wise, he was the spitting image of Two-Bit! He even had eyes full of mischief, just like Two. "Kid, you're somethin' else!" Two-Bit managed to choke out once he got out of his laughing fit. Cory just smiled widely; he had great, big pearly whites and a charming smile. His eyes were bright blue, and his hair was rusty-colored. "Hey, you know how to use a blade?" Two-Bit asked in all seriousness; if any boy was going to date his daughter, he better know how to use a blade when he needs to. "No, actually. My dad said he'd teach me one day, but he never got around to doing it." Cory said, sadly; Anne told you that his dad ran out on him and his mom, just the same happened with Two-Bit. "Well, if you want to learn, how about I help you?" Two-Bit shrugged. "I don't see why not." Cory smiled; he knew that you both would approve of him.
Sodapop:
"I think it's real nice that Jane found someone." You argued. "I don't like it one bit!" Sodapop huffed. "Dad?! Are you serious? I'm seventeen!" Jane scoffed from the back seat, crossing her arms in protest. "Exactly! And I don't want you to get involved in the things I was in when I was just that age!" He mumbled. Jane groaned, her face turning red. "That's nasty! Okay, just turn this corner and we'll find Zack's place." Jane continued. "'Zack'? Nice name." Soda scoffed, turning into an lowly part of town. Small houses, run-down cars, basically everything you and Sodapop experienced when you two were younger. Sodapop parked in the driveway and you both got out, Jane way ahead. She rushed up to the front door and rang the doorbell. The door opened to reveal a Greek god; well, he sure seemed like one for his age. Wild blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and the strong, tall build of a superhero. He had a dazzling grin that got even bigger when he saw Jane. "Jane, you made it!" He said. He was even British! "Oh God, he reminds me of me! This is bad, I'm not happy about this!" Sodapop yelled, throwing his hands in the air. "Sodapop!" You sighed, your head in your hands.
May 29
Anonymous asked: Can I get a link to all your preferences ? Please !! I'm dying to read them
I’m actually thinking of making a separate page for preferences and imagines! I’ll try making it ASAP. :)
xo - Sophie
Anonymous asked: Could you do preference of like how he reacts after sex? Hahaa
Sorry! I don't write anything related to smut and that kind of stuff. :/
xo - Sophie
May 28
I REALLY NEED FEEDBACK!
Hey everybody! This is real serious; should I continue writing my Dallas Winston story? I really want to know, because I don’t want to write a story if nobody reads it.
Please message me if you want the next chapter! Feedback and all that stuff would be greatly appreciated. :)
xo - Sophie
Anonymous asked: hey! whens part 2 of your daughter bringing home her bf coming out :):)
It’ll most likely be posted tomorrow!! :)
xo - Sophie
I have a question…
How many of my followers out there read my fanfic? I’m dying to know; I’m debating on writing the next chapter once summer starts. :)
On another note, final exams are almost over for me, so I’ll be able to post more! I’ve gotten all sorts of cool requests and flattering compliments! Thank you all so much, stay gold!
Preference #22: Your daughter brings home her boyfriend (Part 1).
Dallas:
"Dal, when Jade brings her boyfriend over, you need to be as civil as possible. Maybe you can even say as little as possible." You reminded your husband, taking his beer. "Hey, I was drinkin' that! I can't believe she's bringin' a boy over. Who said she could?! She's only 17!" He groaned, running a comb through his hair. You shook your head, chuckling; it was cute how Dally was being so overprotective. "We're here!" Your daughter's calm voice rang out like a soft bell; Dally always said that she presents herself like you, but has his temper when she saw something she didn't like. "I'm not sure they'll like me, babe." "Michael, they will. Mom, daddy! Meet my boyfriend, Michael Sawyer." You nearly dropped Dally's beer at the mention of the name. Word spread through Tulsa that Michael Sawyer was just like the "old" Dally; violent, tough, careless, intimidating. You composed yourself, and found Dally glaring at Michael already. Michael had an unlit cigarette hanging loosely in his mouth, and his arm around Jade's waist. His black hair was greased back, and his icy blue eyes were glaring back at Dally. He was very tall, lean, and handsome for his age. "Nice to meet you, Michael." You stuck your hand out for him to shake. "Likewise." He grinned, shaking your hand. You nudged Dally so he could do the same, and he reluctantly did. "I swear to God almighty, you hurt my little girl and I'll kill you. Y'dig?" "Dad!"
Steve:
"So, Jerry, where do you work?" Steve asked your daughter's boyfriend, Jerry West. You, Steve, Jerry, and your daughter, Mallory, were sitting at the dinner table. Steve was doing the "mandatory interview" to see if he approved of the guy your daughter was dating. Jerry was a few inches taller than Mallory, but he wasn't too tall. He was really muscular, too. He had brown hair that wasn't greased back. He seemed like a total greaser, but he dressed according to the fact that he was meeting his girl's parents. You could tell that he was trying his hardest to please you both, and it was quite funny since you could tell that he had recently gotten a broken nose; you were good at noticing that because of how many times it happened with Steve. You found out from Mallory that Jerry was a straight-A student and that he was able to maintain those grades with a busy schedule. "Well, I work two jobs. I work during the day at my grandpa's repair shop. We fix up cars, give new paint jobs, all that jazz. Then I work during the night at a bakery on the same block as The Dingo. It may not be the finest area, but I'd anything to support who I love." Steve nodded; you could tell that he approved of Jerry's determination and pride; Steve claimed that he saw himself in Jerry, but you don't see it.
Ponyboy:
"Hi there, Mr. and Mrs. Curtis. I'm Andy Porter." The lanky boy stood in front of you. He had took off his sunglasses, revealing his big hazel eyes, and hung them on the collar of his sweater. He had nearly perfect teeth and short blonde hair. He was obviously a Soc, but you were glad that Jessica wasn't going for a greaser; not many greasers were the best. Andy had a copy of "The Great Gatsby" in his hands. Andy put the book in his other hand to greet you both correctly. "Nice to meet you." Ponyboy said, shaking his hand; Pony wasn't keen on the fact that Jessica had a boyfriend now. Jessica was still his little girl. She'd always be. "'The Great Gatsby'? Nice choice." You smiled, pointing out the book in his hands. "You read a lot?" Pony asked him, his eyebrow cocked. "I do, actually. I'm planning on reading 'Gone With The Wind' when I'm done." "Really? Well, I have an old copy of it, feel free to use it when you'd like. Just be careful with it, gone through a lot." Ponyboy shrugged; it caught you off guard since he was being so collected. He was even offering the book he read to Johnny in the church! "Oh, really? Thank you, sir!" Andy gaped, his eyes shining brightly.