Preference #15: You're scared (Part 2).

  • Ponyboy: "Ponyboy, why'd you pick this one?!" You hissed as you faced the opposite of the big screen in the movie theater. Ponyboy told you he got tickets for a comedy; but, he lied. You were currently hiding behind your boyfriend, hearing the screams and splashes of blood from a horror movie. "Well, I thought you were goin' to cuddle with me, since girls do that durin' scary movies." He shrugged, taking a sip of your Coca-Cola.
  • Darry: You were sick and home alone, so there wasn't much to keep yourself entertained. Everything was boringly quiet, until you heard the frightening sound of something shattering. You froze, but got enough sense to run and hide in the closet. Then, you heard somebody rummaging through a few things downstairs, the burning of rubber in the driveway, and yelling being exchanged. The yelling soon ceased with a punch so loud that the whole neighborhood could hear it. "Baby? Y/N?! Where are you?!" You heard Darry scream as his footsteps became louder. "In here!" You squeaked, and the closet door was nearly came off of the hinges. "Thank God you're safe, someone broke in. Are you okay?!" He frantically said, giving you the biggest hug ever. "I'm fine, you?" You coughed, then continuing. "I heard a punch." You recalled. "Now, who d'you think threw it?" He smiled, kissing your cheek and hugging you again.
  • Steve: You had no school, so you were helping Steve at the DX. "Doll, go back inside and get me a Coke, please?" He asked, glancing up at you from under the car's hood. You nodded, and walked inside. You searched and searched, but stopped when you felt an unfamiliar hand on your waist. You turned to see who the wise-guy was. It was some Soc, and you just rolled your eyes, cringing. He had an smirk on his face that could put even Dally to shame, but it was scary. "Hi, doll." He whispered, but you shook his hand off. "Only my boyfriend calls me 'doll'." You hissed, but you just angered him. "I call you wh-" "Hey! Get your hands off o' her!" Steve yelled, and you knew he'd take care of it.
  • Johnny: You both were in the lot, gazing up at the stars. "Sure is beautiful, huh?" He whispered. "Yeah." You said simply, at a loss for words. "Hey, is that a shooting star? Look at i- oh my God!" You suddenly yelled, and you both got up with a jolt. "What the - what happened, Y/N?!" He panicked, while you looked straight into the bushes. "There's somethin' in there." You pointed, when you heard the leaves rustle. "You sure? Well, let's go." He said, and you both jogged to your house. There were so many possibilities as to what it could have been; a rabid dog, a poisonous snake, even a person! But, it turned out to be a bunny.

I’ve noticed a lot of mean/immoral things going on in this tag, so I think I should just point them out.

  1. People aren’t giving credit when posting imagines that aren’t theirs. Whether it be on Tumblr, Twitter, or Instagram. Like, come on, do the right thing and give credit.
  2. People are bashing what’s going on in other writers’ imagines; anything can freely happen in the imagines as long as it makes sense. Like, there can be a depressed Sodapop (God forbid!) or a happy-go-lucky Dally, and it would be fine as long the imagine is well written with proper use of grammar.
  3. You need to realize that other people see the characters differently than you do, so let them do their thing. If you like it, then great. If you don’t, then just visit another fanblog.

The best thing we can do right now is respect other people’s work and give constructive criticism. I honestly love reading your imagines, preferences, and other stories because they’re all so amazing.

Keep writing and stay gold, guys!

xo - Sophie

Anonymous asked: That last Dally imagine was so good <3

Thank you, darling! I’m glad you like it, I was kind of insecure about that one. I don’t know why. :(

xo - Sophie

Anonymous asked: Do you have a twitter ?

No, I don’t, sorry! I’m not a really big fan of Twitter for some unknown, weird reason. :P

xo - Sophie

Preference #15: You're scared (Part 1).

  • Sodapop: You were whimpering nonstop during the night, but you were trying your best to stay quiet because your boyfriend was sleeping. "Baby, I know you're trying to hide something. What's wrong?" He mumbled in his morning voice, but it was the middle of the night. "I'm afraid of the dark." You whispered, looking at him with wide eyes. He just chuckled and nuzzled his head into your neck, interlocking his fingers with yours. "Nothin' will happen, I promise." He yawned, and his heartbeat soon lulled you to sleep.
  • Two-Bit: "Hey, Two, have you seen my - what the, ow!" You ended up screaming as you fell flat on your face. "Y/N? Darlin'?! Are you okay?" He yelled from what you now think is the living room. "Yeah, I'm fine. I think the lights went out; that thunderstorm sure is scary." You chuckled nervously. "Oh, is little Y/N afraid of a little darkness?" You could see the grin growing on his face. "No, just thunderstorms." You whispered as you saw a lightning bolt out the window which lit up the room and your bodies, followed by a loud clap of thunder. You ran to your boyfriend, to be held by his strong arms; he wouldn't let anything happen to you anytime soon.
  • Dally: "Doll, tell me what's buggin' you." Dally whispered, kissing your forehead. "Nothin', everything's okay, alrigh'?" You shrugged, slipping on your heels. He didn't believe you though, because he still asked you questions; well, it's more like he demanded you. "Tell me!" He whined, not breaking eye contact. "It's just that, I'm a little scared about this party. I mean, nobody there likes me. They never have." You looked down and shuffled your feet. "You think I care if they like you or not? You're my girl, and I wouldn't give a hang about them. I'll take care of it, 'kay?" "Love you." "Love you more." And at that, you both were out of the house.

Anonymous asked: Could you do an imagine (or was it preference?) on how the boys would comfort their girl when she's scared? Thank you!

No problem! Writing it now. :) I’m probably going to split this into two posts, and not one. That way, I can easily post a preference tonight.

xo - Sophie

You go on your first date with Dally, but your date gets ruined by Socs.

                The night was finally here; this was the night that you were going on your first date with Dallas Winston. You were both excited and nervous; you were nervous because all of your friends had told you repeatedly that he was a player, but you were excited because you never thought that you would go out with a guy like him.

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Anonymous asked: Hi Sophie!! Your writting is perfection! I was wondering if I can have a Dally imagine where were together and socs attack me for something he did and he saves me? :)

That’s so sweet of you! Thanks, darling! <3

I’m writing this imagine up right now, I hope you like it!

xo - Sophie

Preference #14: Your favorite thing to do during the winter.

  • Dally: Every year, you love to go ice skating with your closest friends. So, you decided to invite Dally this time. He never really did ice skate before, so he surprisingly decided to go with you. You didn't hesitate to laugh every time he fell on his butt or flat on his face, though.
  • Two-Bit: You two love to cuddle under the covers and watch Mickey Mouse while eating chocolate cake, which Two-Bit may or may not have smuggled from the Curtis house. He knows how you don't really like him drinking around you, so he doesn't have a beer with him in sight.
  • Sodapop: Sodapop loves to wake you up early so you two can go out into the snow. You both clothe yourselves in heavy coats, boots, thickest pair of pants, turtleneck sweaters, and then you instantly plop down into the snow, soon making snow angels and snowmen. You both don't hesitate to throw some snowballs at each other, either.
  • Johnny: You just go out onto the porch and look at the snowflakes fall ever so gently. Johnny loved how the snowflakes would fall onto your hair and eyelashes. He loved how beautiful you looked, and he'd admire you until you dragged him outside to join you.
  • Ponyboy: Ponyboy didn't care if there was a huge snowfall outside. He would still take you to go out to the Nightly Double and watch a good movie. You loved it, because nobody else in Tulsa would dare to go outside in a huge snowstorm like those you two have been in.
  • Darry: You both would go sledding on the makeshift hill you two formed out of snow. Then, he brought Sodapop and Ponyboy out. The four of you split into two teams; the ultimate snowball fight would begin. Sodapop was on your team, and Pony was on Darry's. You and Sodapop would beat them every time, but Darry would claim that he let you win.
  • Steve: Steve would take you on a small joyride throughout Tulsa in one of the cars he was working on. He would open the windows, so the town could hear your screams and the snow falling would fill into the car. You both loved it, because you would feel so carefree together.

Anonymous asked: So I'm guessing fourteen.

Maybe, maybe not. ;)

My age doesn’t really matter, anyway; I’ll tell everybody my age when I feel confident enough to reveal it, so don’t worry about it for now.

xo - Sophie