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The Meek Shall Inherit by Cherry_Blooom
Fandoms: The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton, The Outsiders (1983), The Outsiders (TV 1990)
21 Jun 2026
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There's a particular kind of quiet in the Curtis house — the kind that lives in folded laundry, in candles lit during blackouts, in a fifteen-year-old boy who starves himself so his brothers can eat and never says a word about it.
Ponyboy has always known how to carry weight without complaining, how to make the dark beautiful, how to let cruel words slide off his back like rain off a tin roof. But there's a difference between surviving and being seen, and nobody's quite figured out where that line falls yet. When Darry finally does — really, truly does — it won't be with fists or fire. It'll be with soup. And a hand on the back of a neck. And the terrifying, tender realization that the softest things in this world are sometimes the strongest.
(The lot talks. The kitchen listens. And somewhere between the two, a family learns what it actually means to carry each other.)
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Tonight You're On My Mind by Shak31tup
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, FaZe Clan, core - Fandom
11 Jun 2026
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"You can't do that."
"Do what?"
"Act like you care."
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He shook his head, thoughts immediately racing to denial. They were just teaching Mike how to swim, it was a fun stream segment was all it was, nothing more.
And yet when he looks up to see Marlon stepping out of the pool with Mike on his shoulders, he begins to second guess. Because he sees the wide grin on Marlon's face with Mike laughing hysterically above him and thinks that maybe he could get used to seeing this all the time. It's the way that his lips immediately curve up into a smile at the two, the way that Marlon’s looking at him and he doesn’t know if he’s seeing things or not.
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Christ, could sex get complicated. Stan had just been stuck on how to not always end up on his back, but the options were seemingly limitless. Gags, paddles, rope -
Stan froze.
Tucked away between fluorescent draping latex and thick straps of leather was a simple length of rope. Cotton cording, baby blue, unassuming; Stan felt his throat dry at the sight of it.
Beverly and Eddie both paused once they noticed he’d stopped walking. In fact, Stan had stopped moving all together. Stan figured he should talk, move, maybe even breathe. But the looped fabric had punched the air out of his chest.
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- Part 3 of Stan My Man!