bambi

writing for. dallas winston, darrell curtis, sodapop curtis, johnny cade, ponyboy curtis, all the shepards, buck merrill, and sherri valance.

୨୧ disclaimer.

୨୧ rules.

୨୧ how i imagine myself as reader.

୨୧ d. winston:

gothic.

୨୧ d. curtis:

gothic.

୨୧ s. curtis:

gothic.

୨୧ p. curtis:

gothic.

୨୧ j. cade:

shoot.

gothic.

୨୧ b. merrill:

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୨୧ t. shepard:

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୨୧ c. shepard:

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୨୧ a. shepard:

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୨୧ s. valance:

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- ୨୧ d. winston’s doll.

- ୨୧ j. cade’s princess.

- ୨୧ t. shepard’s babydoll.

- ୨୧ c. shepard’s girl.

- ୨୧ a. shepard’s sweetheart.

- ୨୧ d. curtis’ ‘wifey.’

- ୨୧ s.p. curtis’ lover.

- ୨୧ s. valance’s baby.

- ୨୧ pb. curtis’ ‘honey.’

pb. curtis.

- he would be a little bit scared when he first met you.

- after getting to know one another better, he would really fall for you.

- loves all your flowy dresses and darker outfits.

- as a greaser, he understands what its like to be made fun of for your outfits or hair, so its definitely something you both understand.

- if somebody’s making fun of you, he would not hesitate to call them out.

- he tries to pick you up gifts he’d think you like.

- don’t expect this boy to come dwelling in scary places with you! he’d freak out and probably pass out!

- overall, he’s super accepting of how you dress, and he’s mostly indifferent to it.

j. cade.

- unlike his friend ponyboy, he wouldn’t be very freaked out.

- i feel like he’d be into goth girls anyway, and all the dark stuff doesn’t phase him much.

- he’s honestly so in love with goth girls.

- if a goth girl asked him to jump, he’d ask how high.

- if anyone has anything to say, he’d probably knock their teeth out on the spot.

- he’d buy you just about anything you’d ask for, or steal it.

- overall, he’s head-over-heels for you, and he doesn’t care much about the goth stuff. he loves you for you.

d. winston.

- he’d be much like johnny, and not gaf about what you wear.

- a bad bitch is a bad bitch to him, regardless of style or anything.

- he’d follow you blindly to any freaky place you’d want to go.

- he wouldn’t be scared to show you off, and he’d defend you if anybody had something to say.

- expect some teasing nicknames, however.

- he’d steal you anything you’d find interesting.

- if he see’s you eyeing something, he’d get it on the spot.

- overall, he’s real good about it, and loves you regardless of what style you have.

d. curtis.

- he’s a pretty traditional guy, he wasn’t horrified by you, but he was a little surprised.

- he’d definitely be thinking about how pretty you are.

- as he get’s to know you better, the makeup and outfits draw him to you even closer.

- any money not spent on the boys would automatically be used to buy gifts for you.

- makeup, clothes, anything you find appealing.

- most people are scared of darry, so nobody would probably talk shit about you in front of him.

- but, if someones talking ill about you behind the both of you, he stands on business. (knocks a tooth clean out.)

- he really loves you for you at the end of the day, and doesn’t care about what anyone has to say.

sp. curtis.

- like his brothers, he’s a bit surprised, but he still finds you real pretty.

- he’s quick to make moves on you, and he doesn’t care what other people think.

- once you guys get together, he sticks to you like glue.

- would also get into a fight if someone had something to say.

- he’s quick to get pissy at girls trying to flirt with him, yet they talk down on you.

the arcade’s faint blue light beamed off of johnny’s olive skin, his eyes laser-focused on the game in front of him. as he continued making basket after basket, the red lights of the scoreboard flickered as the numbers grew. you, however, were not as skilled as him, as your much lower score remained unchanged.

“m’sure you can do better than that, baby.” johnny teased.

“knock it off, johnnycakes.” you huffed. the grin on his face only grew wider as he saw your look of defeat.

“let me show y’how to do it.”

“i don’t need your help. i’m fine…” you protested, knowing that he was better at the game than you.

nevertheless, it annoyed you that he was so quick to assume you couldn’t do anything without his assistance.

he chuckled. “keep telling yourself that, y/n.”

“oh i will.” your hands reached down to grab the rubber ball, the smooth bumps allowing you to grip it. you shot it once more, and missed.

johnny only sighed teasingly as he walked behind you. his arms snaked across your shoulders as he adjusted your hands to hold the ball correctly. his hands felt rough compared to your softer hands.

“now SHOOT.” he mumbled softly in your ear.

ignoring the blooming butterflies in your gut, you obeyed him, and shot it. as it landed perfectly in the basket, your points went up just a little. the robotic voice dinged back, demanding two more tokens for another round. despite your best efforts, his score was still much higher.

as the tickets escaped the slot, johnny placed a gentle kiss on your cheek and his hands rubbed the soft pink fabric of your shirt.

firstly, i’m only going to be writing for characters in my masterlist, which is pinned on my page.

i’m happy to write nsfw for all of those characters except ponyboy curtis.

any nsfw asks with ponyboy curtis will be deleted. so don’t even ask.

i won’t write s31f h@rm, €d, and other things of that nature.

i won’t write really dark topics with weapons or more obscure kinks.

i’m not comfortable with ddlg or mommy as a term.

i love doing song fics!

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firstly, my blog will contain nsfw content and minors shouldn’t interact. secondly, the characters i write for are aged up, and the content i write takes place in the 70’s. lastly, i will mostly be writing for a hyper-feminine + submissive reader, since that’s who i am, but i don’t mind asks with a more masculine reader. if you don’t like my content, just don’t interact. there’s nobody forcing you to read my stuff, and if you’re uncomfortable, just scroll away and block.