Hey everybody!

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.

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xo - Sophie

Preference #3: You're sick.

  • Darry: He would literally stop everything he was doing and stay by your side. Whatever you needed, he would be there for you. Sometimes, he wouldn't even let the gang come around so they wouldn't get sick. You loved how he would take so much care of you, yet make sure that the gang stays healthy.
  • Two-Bit: He would cuddle with you and watch Mickey Mouse re-runs. He had medicine on the nightstand, so if you needed anything, it would be right there for you. But, he never would forget to crack a joke or two just to make you smile.
  • Johnny: He was always like a little lost puppy, so when he realized how sick you were, he kind of freaked out. Well, 'freaked out' was a huge understatement. He basically went crazy making sure that you had everything you needed, whether it be medicine, tissues, or just a pillow. He needed to make sure that his princess was okay.
  • Dally: He never really was a big softy, but around you, he would do anything for you. He would even bring you whatever you needed. If you ever needed more medicine, he would go to the store, but he would still buy himself a pack of cancer sticks. He would get stressed from taking care of you and making sure that you were better every single day.
  • Ponyboy: You got to school one morning, but you weren't feeling well. Your boyfriend, Ponyboy, noticed though. He put his hand on your forehead, and instantly became overprotective of you. He took you to the office, making sure that you were okay, and stayed there while you had your temperature taken. You had a high fever, and Ponyboy just sighed. "Well, at least I'm goin' to take care of you." He smiled at you.
  • Sodapop: He would always try to kiss you. Always. He would always look for the opportunity to hold your hand, cuddle with you, or even just be within a foot of you. You would always push him away since you didn't want him to get sick. Also, you weren't in the mood to cuddle. You just wanted to get better, so you could spend time with your family, the gang, and Soda. Sadly for him, he never figured out how to get that kiss from you.
  • Steve: He would just sit there, not knowing what to do to take care of you. You asked him for a piece of chocolate cake, but he refused to get it for you. "No, you're not eatin' cake, you're sick! You need soup and medicine!" He grinned at you, while getting up to get you what you needed. "But I'm not even that sick." You whined. He shushed you, before continuing. "Well, I don't need you to get worse, babe." He said, handing you some pills.

Preference #2: First fight (Part 2).

  • Ponyboy: You and Ponyboy were planning a date at the movies, and you wanted to watch a movie that most people would call a "chick-flick". "C'mon, let's watch it. It'll be really nice!" You insisted, trying to get him to say yes. "No! Let's watch that new scary movie!" He whined. You rolled your eyes at him. "There's goin' to be too much blood! I don't want to get scared." You said, shaking your head. He just scoffed at you. "Wow, you're such a priss." He mumbled, but it was loud enough for you to hear. You just looked at him surprised. "Really, Pony? I'm sorry that I don't feel like cryin' my eyes out." You said, angry with him. "Fine, I'll go watch it with the gang instead." He smirked, knowing that you were riled up and walked out. The next night, you didn't feel like going anywhere since your plans were all messed up. You were dressed in your pajamas, and you were just moping around. You were about to drift off to sleep until you heard something hitting your window. You saw pebbles being thrown. You ran to the window, careful to not get hit, and saw Pony smiling up at you. "Well, what are you waiting for?! Let's get to the movies! I brought tissues!" He laughed.
  • Steve: You weren't able to see Steve at one of his races, since your shift ran late at the last minute. You got home, only to find Steve drinking a beer and looking angry. "Hey, I'm sorr-" You started, but Steve interrupted. "Sorry don't cut it!" He grumbled. "My shift ran late, don't blame me! I wanted to come and watch but I couldn't. I'll go next time." You said. "Well, how do I know that you're not cheatin' on me?" He whispered. You almost dropped everything you had in your hands. "Are you serious, Steve?! Okay, I'm done with you. I'm goin' to bed. Have a good night, I guess." You ran up to the room, not bothering to change into pajamas. You woke up the next day to find somebody's arms wrapped around you. You tossed and turned to see Steve still sleeping. You leaned in and left a kiss on his nose. He stirred and woke up. He saw you looking at him and frowned. "I'm sorry." He said. "It's okay. I love you." You whispered as you snuggled into him.
  • Sodapop: He was working extra hours at the DX causing him to come home a little late, but you were furious with him. It was your one year anniversary, why did he have to work longer now?! He walked into the house with the biggest smile on his face, and your face just showed the exact opposite of happiness. "What's wrong, baby?" He frowned, trying to kiss you but failing when you dodged him. "Do you know what day it is, Soda?" You asked him, faking sweetness. He thought for a moment, and you were about to explode. "Uh, it's Friday?" He asked, clueless with what you were asking. Your eyes widened and you were probably going to strangle him if you didn't control yourself. "No. Guess again!" You mockingly laughed at him. "Uh, it's trash day?" He laughed nervously. You just shook your head and pushed past him up the stairs. "What's the big deal, then?" He yelled at you. "Well, for starters; happy anniversary, Sodapop Curtis!" You cried, shutting the door to your room. You left your room a few hours later to find a trail of rose petals starting from your room all the way down the hall. You followed it, of course, only to find Soda holding a silver necklace in his hands and candles everywhere. "Wh-what's all this for?" You said, breathless. "For you. Happy anniversary, Y/N." He smiled at you.
  • Darry: You were upset with him, since he's been really moody lately. You didn't know why, but you were going to find out no matter what. "Hey Darry!" You smiled at him, hoping to see that he was in a good mood today. "Hey." He said. "What's wrong? You've been down lately. Can I hel-" "No! Just stop talkin'." He groaned. You finally had enough of this. You knew that you didn't deserve this. "You know what, Darry? I just try to help you out whenever I can, and this is the thanks I get! I'm done." You cried, standing up from the couch until he stopped you. "Y/N, I'm sorry. It's just that my boss has been threatenin' me lately sayin' that he was goin' to fire me. I've been really stressed lately, and I'm sorry that I've been treatin' you horribly these days. Forgive me?" He explained, staring at you with his beautiful eyes. You thought about it for a moment, and then sat back down. "You're lucky I love you!" You exclaimed as he tackled you with kisses.

Preference #2: First fight (Part 1).

  • *A/N: This is split into two parts, so some boys will be written about in this post, then the rest in another!!! xo - Sophie*
  • Johnny: You weren't really angry at Johnny, you were afraid of what would happen if he went to the next rumble. "C'mon, why won't you let me go?" He whined. "It's not that I won't let you go, it's just that I don't want you to go! I don't want you to get hurt like last time!" You were on the verge of screaming. "That's not fair, though! All the other guys are goin'! Even Ponyboy!" He hissed. You could tell that he was about to break and yell. "This isn't about Ponyboy, okay? This is about you! I don't want you to end up possibly dead, why can't you see that?!" You screamed. "You know what?! I don't even need a little girl's 'permission'. I'm out of here." He scoffed, meanwhile leaving you alone in your house. The next night, you were worried sick about him; the rumble was about to end soon and you hoped he was okay. Soon enough, you heard a knock on the door. You opened the door, and found Johnny. His arm was bleeding and he had some bruises forming. But, you noticed that he was holding a bouquet of roses behind his back. "I'm so-" He started, before you interrupted. "I know. You don't need to say anything." You smiled at him, bringing him inside to help him get healed.
  • Two-Bit: He stumbled into your house, obviously drunk. You rolled your eyes at him. He was so lucky your folks weren't home to see him like this. "Two-Bit, why do you get so drunk all the time. I would like to see you actually sober for once." You squeaked, scared of his reaction. You knew how people were when they were drunk and angry. Not a good combo. He stopped moving, and faced you. "You want to run that by me again?" He threatened, reeking of liquor. You finally had enough of this. "You know what, I will run that by you again! Get sober or get out!" You hissed at him. You saw a flash of regret in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by anger. "Fine." He grumbled, slamming the front door as he left. You shook your head at first; it was always like this. You fought, then made up like nothing happened. The next morning, you woke up to find a big teddy bear sitting by your bed. It was holding a heart that said 'I'm sorry'. You instantly knew who it was from, but how did it get here? You shook the thought off. "I really am sorry, babe." You heard somebody whisper from your room's door. You saw Two-Bit standing there. You smiled at him. "Get over here, you big lug." You giggled at him as he ran to jump onto your bed, tackling you in the biggest hug ever.
  • Dallas: You glared at him from across Buck's place. Why did he seriously have to check out every girl that walked through the front door? Your relationship has been kind of rocky, but you just thought of it as going through a rough patch. You noticed that he kept getting turned down by girls, and you inwardly smiled. He walked over to you, seeming disappointed. He smiled at you, but you just glared at him. "What's wrong, baby?" He pouted, wrapping his arms around you. You scoffed at him, and shook his arms off of you. "Maybe I would feel a lot better if you kept your eyes in your sockets, kept your little friend in your pants, and maybe spent a little more time with your girlfriend instead of other girls." You mockingly laughed. He instantly froze, and his eyes froze over too with anger. "Can we not talk about this now? Especially here, of all places." He trailed off. "Then when are we goin' to talk about it? When you find another girl prettier than me?!" You almost broke out into tears. His eyes softened, realizing what you were so angry about. "Babe, I love you and only you. Don't feel so insecure. It's these hormones that get me all out of whack. I love you so much, and nobody here is as perfect as you. Well, except for me." He smirked. You just laughed softly. "Yeah right." You whispered, before leaning in to kiss him.

thatgurlygabi asked: Congrats on your Confirmation! Can't wait to see what you write next! Love youuu

OH. MY. LORD.

YOU ARE TOO SWEET AND I LOVE YOU TOO. OMG. AWH.

xo - Sophie

Hi everybody!

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

xo - Sophie

Just posted the next chapter for “Blood for Blood”!

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!

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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

Blood for Blood - Chapter 2

                “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.

iamsammycade-blog asked: i love your new sodapop thing its really good

Awh thank you! :)

xo - Sophie

Anonymous asked: any idea when it'll be posted ?(:

Probably tonight or Monday; I’m trying to type without ruining my nail polish, haha! xD

xo - Sophie