꧁Diannasfics꧂

Nothing cracks me up more then people having to entirely different interpretations of a character, especially when it comes to X Reader things. I just read something about a character that basically said this guy would not love you, would only want you as f buddy and would do it from the back so he didn’t have to look at you and make it personal and would then kick you out when done with little to no respect for you. Just overall not care for you or at least not want to….Two posts later I saw someone say he would love you like you are his whole world, would look at you like you hung the moon and the stars would lay you down and love you good, would hate postions where he can’t see your face, is and absolute foreplay master and just overall so loving.

For me personally I agree more with the second than the first, though I do feel like he would have his reservations at first and maybe not be exactly how the second post was describing him. But opinions aside it’s so hilarious to me when this happens especially with more closed off or cold characters who are more complex. It seems like one side will only focus on the cold part of these characters even if they’re shown to be capable of care and love. Also, I don’t know think the person from the first post it’s like this, but often they’ll think anyone who as anything positive or loving to say about this character is dumb and or “doesn’t really understand” said character. Now on the other, (dont think the person from the second post is like this) the other side will ignore anything bad about the character focusing only on the good and the comforting.Refusing to acknowledge the harsher side of said character and sweeping it under the rug like it’s all gone and the character is a completely changed person.

I don’t really have a take on this it’s just what I’ve seen and observed.

Shit talked a lot of people in his head/ had gossip on everyone that he just kept tucked away in his mind

Tried to learn to cook so he could at least have some decent food but kept burning things and getting yelled at

Loved even the simplest of sandwiches, he just loved the feel for some reason

Wrote on the bottoms of his shoes

Fed the start cats in the lot, he may look like a puppy, but he loved kitties

Had one that used to curl up with him at the lot

She wound up introducing her kittens to him

Knew they would starve so made the brave trip to the west side to bring them to a good shelter

Got a little beat up but it was just one guy so he put up a fight and managed to run away

Had never watched cartoons or TV before the first time he was brought to the Curtis house

Soda was the first ever to drag him there when they were little, he was so eager and excited to introduce Johnny to his mama

Soda brought him first but Pony brought him home the most

Dreamt of being apart of the Curtis family but felt he just wasn’t good enough

The first time he has ice-cream was when Dallas took him to get some

Never believed in Santa or the tooth fairy or anything like that because his parents never told him about it or any fairy tales of any kind

Preferred coke over Pepsi

Spring was favorite season since it’s not burning hot and it’s not freezing cold

Once tried to bleach his hair, Dallas walked in and then proceeded to sit him down and explain how bad it would look and why there were few worse decisions he could make

Him and pony used to follow Darry around when the were younger

He was a little prankster but was so quite and sweet looking no body suspected him and they would all wind up blaming and tackling one another

He accidentally called Mrs.Curtis “Mama” once and she tired so hard to convince him he could call her that anytime

Alas he wouldn’t listen

Blue was his favorite color

He liked that reading took him to another place so he wished he was better at it, but Pony always read it so well he couldn’t entirely mind

After the day he got jumped he didn’t speak for a week and a half, the gang was so worried he’d never speak again and put and even bigger target on his back

During this week he has contemplated ending it more then he ever had

Would have hurt hurt himself a lot if the gang hadn’t kept such a close eye on him

Did do so on his ankles and thighs every once in a while after the attention had lessened

Had the worst bags know to man kind but his darker skin helped hide them

Often considered asking Dallas to stay with him at Buck’s but always backed out last second thinking he was being a burden

Tried so hard to cling to life while in the hospital, survived a couple days longer then any of the doctors thought he would

But in the end it was all in vein, he was just glad he got to have his final words

Wished he could let his hair get a little longer but knew he was already pushing it with how it is

Any longer and people would have started giving him crap about it

Stayed at the Curtis house more than anyone realized, he just got in and out while everyone’s asleep

Born in NY,NY. (I know the book says he only spent three years there, but for a while I thought of him as from New York and I can’t stop)

Thick accent, at least when he first moved to Tulsa

He moved there when he was 12

His mother died when he was 7

He had trouble remembering her face, but he remembered her voice…especially when she was yelling at his father

His saint Christopher necklace was from her

Would of been a mamas boy if she’d been around longer

She took her own life

He thought of her whenever he thought about suicide

Didn’t originally plan to end it when he called Darry, but was so exhausted when he reached the lot he felt like it was the only way

His hair was naturally blonde, his mom’s was too but it was more dirty blonde

The crime that first got him arrested when he was 10 was shoplifting something for a buddy who was a couple years older

I agree with a lot of people idea that he was like the Johnny of his gang in NY and that’s why he took such a liking to him

Dally was the first one to call Johnny, Johnnycake, because when Johnny introduced himself he spoke so quitley Dallas heard Cake not Cade

Stole things like food and necessities and the hid them in the lot in a place only Johnny would find

The only thing he gave Johnny directly was cigarettes, a lighter, and weapons if Johnny asked for them

He liked snakes, he won’t tell anyone though since he doesn’t want to come off as weird

He used to hate them but then he stumbled upon a rattle snake one day, he didn’t have a gun and he forgot his switch all he could do was back up slowly and hope for the best

It stopped rattling to his surprise, it just sat there, he tested his luck and sat down where he was standing, he and the snake sat together for a long time

It was strange, in a way Dallas understood the creature, it wasn’t always vicious, just when it needed to be or wanted to be left alone

He’d never let anyone close enough to get or understand him, but he supposed a snake couldn’t tell anyone so it was alright

From that day on he liked snakes and even kept a little non venomous one at bucks for a while

Could read far better then anyone thought he could

Not only read little women and cried (cannon fact confirmed by Hinton) but also read some of Jane Austen’s books and enjoyed them (my own personal head cannon)

Would’ve rather died than admit it

He was aware of Pony drawing him and would sometimes try and hold the same expression so Pony could capture it

He also would’ve rather died than admit that or have pony ever find out

Loved horses almost as much as soda does just didn’t show it

Rodeos filled him with the adrenaline of a good fight but also the joy of kid on Christmas morning,

Speaking of Christmas he never had a good one, just ones that were less and than others

Except when he was thirteen and had been beaten to a pulp on Christmas Eve and had no choice but to stay at the Curtis house

Mama Curtis patched him up and sent him to bed with Soda. Before though she pulled her boys aside and told them to wait a little longer then usual to get out of bed the next morning

She had a little extra cash to spend and would be running to the store to get something for Dallas

Darry in drag that’s what Paul thought the girl across from him looked like. He couldn’t even remember what her name was, it didn’t really matter though, she was just some girl his friends had set him up with. They noticed he hadn’t really gone out of his way to go out with, flirt with, or even just talk to,any girls, for a long while. And so here he was on a Friday evening, at a diner near his college with a girl, who had short brown hair, and deep brown eyes, sharp features for a girl but still softer then a guy, broad ish shoulders, she was tall about 5,11 maybe. If Darry had been a girl, that’s what he of would look like.

He thought she was pretty. Then again Paul found any girl who he didn’t mind to look at pretty, and never found one more pretty than another. To him they were all equally the same, though he supposed she was a little more appealing than most. He felt a little bad, being so kind and acting like he was genuinely interested, stringing her a long, but he couldn’t bring himself to be an asshole to her just to get her to back off. He couldn’t help himself from being charming and giving the girl a good time. She probably in a similar situation as him, at least in the being forced by your friends and not really knowing each other, way. So as uncomfortable as he was, he’d be a little better the decent to her.

As the night carried on he found himself more at ease, she was sweet, funny, they had similar taste in music and food, she could have been his dream girl…if he liked girls. He had tried, tried so hard, back when he was in high school, dating every girl on the west side who said yes to him, trying to find one he liked, but he never did. Not a single girl. At one point he tried a guy or two in secret, outside the state, when his family went on vacation, guys he’d never see again and didn’t know anyone in Tulsa.

Yet even they didn’t do it, only one person ever did, and Paul could never have him. That was on account of social class, how homosexuality was viewed, and because of the horribly cruel things Paul has said when Darry confessed right before he left for college. He could never take back what he’d done that night, and so he’d never love someone again.

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“I had a great time tonight, I’d love to see you again sometime.” Darcy, he was pretty sure that was her name, said.

“Uhh sure, here let me give you my dorms phone number.” Oh god why did he agree.

“Wonderful, and let me give you mine, incase you wanna call me first hehe.” A nice laugh too, he really did wish he could like her.

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“From Paul Holden” Was the last thing Darry expected to see in mail, especially at the age of thirty. It had been a long time since Paul had graduated college and moved out of Oklahoma, and even longer since the night they graduated high school.He only crossed Darry’s mind on certain occasions these days, and when he did it was no longer as painful as it had once been.

For a moment he considered just throwing it in the trash, no use digging up the past and seeing what Paul had to say, but then everything that happened crossed his mind and he was reminded of how many things had changed, how short life was.

“Save the date.”

“Paul Holden and Darcy Smith

would like to cordially invite you to their wedding

on the 14th of August in New York City.”

Wedding huh? After all these years, all the bad blood between them, Paul Holden was inviting him to his wedding. Darry sat down in his arm chair and stared into the distance. Perhaps this was just one of those curtesy invites, where the person didn’t really want you there, but invited you to be polite. But that just wouldn’t make sense, they hadn’t been friends for an ages, they hadn’t spoken since that rumble. This had to be a genuine invite.

Well either way he couldn’t go, he had work and it was so far away. He stood up and grabbed the card, he was going to put it in the envelope and send it back. He picked the envelope up only to realize there was something else inside, an extra note and a stack of cash.

“In case you need some money for the trip, please come. I’m sorry about graduation night and I could use a best man.”

“Best man.” It almost made him laugh. He could almost hear Paul’s softened tone and picture his pleading eyes, it made Darry feel 15 years younger, and despite his better judgment he made a mental note to ask his boss for the week of August. Pony had been moved out for a good while and Soda wasn’t around any more. Darry had no one but himself to take care of. He could probably afford a week off, especially since his habit of taking a whole bunch of overtime had never went away in fact it had gotten worse.

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Monday August 10th, for the first time in his life Darry was outside the state of Oklahoma, and he was having the time of his life. Hanging out with Paul, a bunch of old buddies, and some new ones, each of them three sheets to the wind and feeling good. About what you would expect from a bachelor party.

Darry and Paul were chugging beers, one arm around the other’s shoulder, hollering like they were still 16 and had just won a game. It seemed like all the bad blood had been washed away and they were best friends again. The rumble hadn’t happened, graduation night had gone differently and they had never lost touch, that’s what the night was feeling like.

Just then the door open and in stepped the beautiful soon to be bride, who Darry had not yet met, a sweet smile on her face. She seemed rather okay with all the shenanigans taking place as she walked over to Paul. She placed her hands on his shoulders and he pulled away from Darry. Time, which had felt like it stopped, finally caught up to Darry, as he watched the happy couple kiss and talk. Despite all the beer he was perfectly sober in that moment, and god he wished he wasn’t.

When he finally got a good look at the the woman, it was like looking into a gender bent mirror, she looked like she could be his twin. Maybe he was crazy, maybe it had nothing to do with him, maybe it was all coincidence. And yet Darry couldn’t help but think of they way Paul uses to look at him, the moments alone where it seemed like any second they’d fall on top of each other and make out, the extra long hugs after a good game, all of it. He knew what Paul said the night they graduated, the slurs that were thrown and the hateful words spat, but he also saw the guilt in Paul’s eyes when the fire subsided.

“Darry, this is my bride, darling this is my best man Darrel Curtis, we all call him Darry.” Paul’s words broke through the whirlwind of thoughts in Darry’s head.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, I’m Darcy.” That name, that godamn name, this was no coincidence.

“It’s..it’s nice to meet you too ma’am” He managed to get out.

The conversation carried on for a while until Darcy decided to retire for the night and let all the boys get back to their fun. The second he thought she was long gone, Darry stormed out. It took Paul a moment to realize what had happened, but when he did he was quick to chase after.

“Where are you going Dar?”

“Out of here that’s where. I can’t do this. I won’t do this.”

“What are you talking about? What’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong? You know what’s wrong?” At that Paul paused for a good and long moment.

“Come on Dar! Ain’t you over me? Wasn’t that whole being a fag things just a phase?” Darry had to hold himself back from punching him square in the face.

“I am, or I was, over you. I hadn’t thought about you in years until I got that damn invitation. But I saw her and god…. Well she looks like she could be my sister Paul. She looks like if my mama had a girl. Don’t you tell me that’s a coincidence.” Paul knew everything Darry was saying was true but he didn’t want to admit it

“Jesus Darry. You gone crazy or something? She don’t look anything like you, and even if she did it wouldn’t mean nothing. You know I don’t feel a thing for you. Never have, never will.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked away as he spoke

“Fine. If that’s how it is, fine. I’m getting too old to be having this argument with you. Sorry bout the trouble but you need to find a new best man. Enjoy your life, treat her right, wish ya both the best. Thanks for never rating me out and telling everyone what I am.” Darry turned on his heel and marched off.