lottie matthews ♡
Ponyboy keeping Dally’s leather jacket and suddenly when he’s pulling it on and looking in the mirror he’s hit with a realization. It fits him now. The sleeves aren’t too long, he’s not swimming in it, and it closes without leaving a gap between his body and the leather. And that scares him. Because that’s when he also realizes that he’s older now. He’s seventeen. The same age Dally was. Older than Johnny will ever get to be.
Bev is that girl who watches Soda clean her car at the DX, and in between haughty puffs of her cigarette keeps saying “you missed a spot.”
And Soda is using every ounce of his already shaky impulse control to repeat on loop in his head, “you need this job. Dad said to never hit a girl. You need this job. Dad said to never hit a girl.” And he just inwardly seethes, and finds something (or someone) to break when he gets off work.
My girls, they are very precious to me‼️
And they get a lot of unnecessary hate, unfortunately 😞
nothing makes me want to dance more than watching male dancers (specifically newsies, specifically sky flaherty and ben cook and men)