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 greaserhudson:
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Oh, yeah you’re lucky that he doesnt know that and don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me, since you pretty much know most of my secrets. It helps, I mean. At least one of us isn’t going to budge. That’s a really smart plan, because once she knows, then shit’s gonna hit the fan. Nope, and we can’t. Hell, some of my mom’s co-workers was talking to her about the offers. I know, then we can fix up the houses. See, it’d be kinda okay if he offered to help us repair our houses? But to get us out of town like that, then no. Exactly, yeah because without the houses,  then we will be forced to move. My guess, to a better town where they don’t have any kind of shit like this town does. But, at the same time, its where most of us were born.
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I should probably apologize for being so nosy but I think it’s part of my charm. Probably helps that I haven’t told anyone. I know that there are others who aren’t falling for it. They know that Smythe is full of it so there has to be a reason behind all of this. There’s nothing that that woman wouldn’t do to have the cash to buy her next fix. Even if it means leaving her kids out of house and home. It’s pathetic, really. I hope your mom doesn’t let anyone convince her to take the offer. Smythe would need to have a heart in order for him to offer to help Greasers out. Exactly. This is home, as shitty as things are. There are still good memories here and I know that I wouldn’t want to leave everyone behind. 
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 outsiderjake:
Uh huh.  And what all exactly would be counted as turning my back on them?
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You’re giving this too much thought, J. Just keep being you. Let them see that you’re not about to just forget about them in favor of those that come with money. 
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 outsiderjake:
Please, not like you’re complaining.  I think you like letting the devil side out.  Your nickname is so unfitting.
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I wouldn’t say that. I can be sweet. I mean, I did compliment you a few times, did I not? I can totally be an angel -- when I need to anyway. 
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 greaserhudson:
Why are you grounded Angel? And that means everyone needs to stay strong and resists, I mean the guy wants to throw our asses out of Lima. Yeah, okay that’d be perfect then we don’t have to deal with that kind of shit but still. This is our home. Where most of us grew up, went to school and just. I don’t get it. Why the hell does he want our neighbor? The bad side of town? That’s true, I mean, we haven’t really had a party in what? Months or weeks? We need a fucking party.
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I left town for a few days with Puck. Ell wasn’t too thrilled to know that I skipped school. I’m lucky that Ell still thinks that I spent that time just hiding out. If he finds out about where I really was and with who, there will be serious hell to pay. I don’t know if this’ll help or not but I know Ell isn’t about to budge. He’s going to be trying his hardest to keep Genevieve, my mom, from finding out about the offer. If she does then there’s no way in hell that she’ll turn down the money. We can’t really blame people for being tempted. Imagine what people in the neighborhood could do with all that money? A lot of them are in debt, you know? My guess? He thinks that buying the neighborhood would be able to get us to move somewhere else. But where will we go? 
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greaserhudson:
Thank god its Friday! It seemed like a long ass week, but hopefully the weekend will go by slowly. So that way I can get more business, and keep the Smythe’s from taking the house. Or even under the radar. Though, I feel like we need a party, since things have, tense. I mean, it couldn’t hurt things? Then again, with the whole proposal, it would be a bad idea, right?
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It’s a little bittersweet for me. On one hand, it’s the weekend, on the other... I’m grounded and am only allowed to step out of the house for work. I don’t think he can just take the house. From what little I overheard when his goons came by our place, they’re trying to buy out the neighborhood so as long as your mom stays strong and resists, Smythe shouldn’t be able to do anything. I don’t know. A party could get people’s mind off everything for a while so it wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
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 outsiderjake:
It’s just with everything going on, I’m worried I’m gonna see y’all less and less and…I don’t know.  I don’t want the fact that my family has money now to make you guys push me away.
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I know that I can’t speak for everyone, but we’re Greasers - yes, I’m including you - and that means something. It means we’re family. The guys won’t care if you can afford to buy yourself a closet worth of top of the line leather jackets now. They won’t care if you’re loaded and have a step-dad that’s a Soc. If you don’t turn your back on them, they won’t turn their backs on you.
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 britthesocial:
That’s a good idea! I think I’m gonna try that. It seems easy. He’s fine, just a bit overweight. How have you been?
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I hope not trying to catch up helped. No need to give yourself a headache trying to sort through everything. I take it that it may have been recommended that he go on a diet? I’ve been alright. How’ve you been, Britt?
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outsiderjake:
Ha, I believe you would.  I don’t know that you could catch me, though.  Because I’d be sprinting.  You’d probably shove me so I’d take a nose dive.  Angel my ass.
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Don’t underestimate me, J. I think I could keep up with you. I can’t even begin to deny that and it would be hilarious. I can be angelic. You just happen to bring out the little devil in me.
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TEXT ✉ GILBERTS
ELLIOTT: Get home. Now, Evangeline Faythe Gilbert. Or I swear to God.
ELLIOTT: /Finally/ decided to care? How blind are you?
ELLIOTT: Everything that I have done from the day dad died has been because I care. Or do you not remember the days I would steal so that /you/ could eat? Or how many times I've put my ass at risk selling drugs or fighting at the Bus Stop so that we would have rent money and /you/ wouldn't be living out of a cardboard fucking box on some Lima South side street corner?
ELLIOTT: Let's not forget I'm working my ass off at two jobs while trying to survive the rest of my highschool career so that I can take care of /you./ I didn't leave town when Genevieve ditched us like I could have and let you rot in some foster care system. SOME BROTHER I AM.
ELLIOTT: Now you're going to be ungrateful and spout off to me because I've been too busy taking care of your ass to have a chit chat with you?
ANGEL: Or what? You'll ignore me for another week?
ANGEL: I didn't need the money, I didn't need you to get yourself in trouble for me. I needed my big brother to be there and I still do but where have you been? Buried in work, hardly even looking at me when you are around. I would have preferred living in that box to this.
ANGEL: I /never/ asked you to take care of me. You're a fucking dick, you know that? Using that to guilt me. Well, don't worry, Ell. You can relax now because I'm old enough to take care of myself. I don't need you to watch over me anymore.
ANGEL: Busy? When have you ever been this busy? You're doing this on purpose. Even I can see that because you've never been too busy to have dinner with me until recently. In fact you always used to make sure that we were always in contact and now you ignore my texts, you don't call to make sure I know you're alright. You went days without really talking to me and you want me to be grateful because you'd rather work than bother to give me a few seconds of your time? Screw you.
ANGEL: I'm crashing at Marley's tonight. Don't worry. I'll be at school tomorrow.
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.greasermarls:
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You saw the post before I could tell you, Angel! But yeah, yeah we are.
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You can’t put that on me! You were the one that posted it before telling me! How did this happen? Last time you mentioned him you were talking about that not so pleasant encounter at the dance. 
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.greaserdani:
Who knows if it is or not, something has too. It’s just the first thing that popped into my head.
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Have you actually tried something other than just talking? You could hold her keys hostage. Maybe then she’ll at least ask for them back if nothing else. Sure, it could also piss her off but when all else fails...
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.britthesocial:
I left for a few days and now I’m totally lost. (In case you’re wondering, which you totally are, I had a cat emergency.) You guys talk way too much – seriously, it’s making my head hurt. How am I supposed to read all of these posts when I can barely read one?
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At least you’re not alone. I’ve missed quite a bit around here myself. It’s probably for the best that we don’t try and catch up. Things go by so quickly, we’ll always be a step behind it all. I hope your cat is doing alright. 
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TEXT ✉ GILBERTS
ELLIOTT: Where the fuck are you?
ELLIOTT: I haven't seen you since Sunday morning. You've been marked absent /two/ days from school and it's nearly 11 o'clock at night and you're /still/ nowhere to be found.
ELLIOTT: Is this your way of being a spiteful little brat? After everything I've done for you? For this family?
ANGEL: Out.
ANGEL: Finally decided to care, I see. It only took you how long to get a hold of me?
ANGEL: You might want to look into getting that stick removed from your ass, Ell. Chill. I'll be there sooner or later.
ANGEL: After everything you've done for me? Excuse me? First of all, I didn't ask you for anything. Everything you've done was your decision, not mine. Secondly, you want praise? You can kiss my ass because I'm not going to sit here and let you talk like you haven't been ignoring me for weeks! Some brother you are.
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texts ✉️ puck & angel
PUCK: You told him about your mom? A. WTF. Come on. You know better than to tell someone that. You're fucking up. He doesn't deserve to get to know u like that. I know why you did it. You gotta help out Ell as much as u can but fuck.
PUCK: You got it, Angel. If I can help clear your head for a few days, I'm your dude.
ANGEL: I know! It was stupid of me, but I promise that it's not what you think. He doesn't know that she's a freaking junkie. He doesn't even know about my dad. He just knows that Genevieve isn't in the picture. C'mon, P, you know that I wouldn't open up to anyone else like that. I was just desperate and needed him to see that he's not only helping fuck Ell over but me too.
ANGEL: You're one of the very few I know I can count on. And we have some time to make up for.
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Well, if anyone could break down that wall, I woulda thought it’d be you. You kinda seem to understand him in ways that most of us don’t – not even the people he calls friends.
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That he does, but he’s also stubborn beyond all belief. That man is insufferble sometimes, and I mean that in the best way possible. Smythe pays for his votes, of this I’m 100% sure, and I know my Dad could get enough support on this side of town to make a statement, but the North is harder to break through. They want wealth, not intelligence. – Elliott can cook? Goodness. If he burns down my kitchen, I’m blaming you.
I thought I did. Understand him, I mean. He opened up to me. He made me care about him. You know I don’t trust people easily but I was starting to trust him. Maybe one day he’ll see what he’s doing and make the decision to show the world that he’s not the dick they all think he is, but something tells me it won’t be any day soon. 
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That he is. He won’t be him if he wasn’t trying to do more than he’s actually capable of. It’s part of the reason people love him. He goes above and beyond. That’s a good point but if anyone is going to make them stop and actually pay attention it would be a Greaser running for office. Isn’t that a win on its own? I know, it’s quite a shock, isn’t it? He won’t burn it down. Mainly because it doesn’t look like it’s going to happen this weekend. Maybe next week. He’s being all distant. By that I mean he’s still being distant. I think he’s actually stopped paying attention whenever I speak. I don’t know what to do anymore.
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I hope so too, and I probably do…Oh, um. Im so sorry for your lost, really. I didnt know that you guys lost your dad. I keep on not knowing shit, seems like a trend lately.
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My offer still stands if you want to talk. Thank you. It’s not something that we like to talk about. It’s hard when you lose a parent, you know? Don’t beat yourself up about it, Finn. It’s really not something we like to talk about because it leads to questions about how and where Genevieve, our mom, is. You try explaining how you lost your dad and then your mom when she just couldn’t deal. It brings the pity out in people and I’ve had enough pity to last me a lifetime. 
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Rachel couldn’t believe that the Mayor would even propose such a horrendous idea. Specially when the only friends she actually has were among the Greasers, and now she won’t be able to get to the same school as them? How could someone so cruel do to this anyone who lives on the other side of the tracks? They have the right to go to which school they prefer. At least that’s what Rachel thinks anyway. She wants to bring this up to the Mayor, but she knew her idea would get shut down, or herself get even more ridiculed just for disliking the idea. Sighing softly, she headed down towards her math class when she hear a familiar voice bellow out. Well more like an anger tone to be quite honest. “ Eva?” Rachel asked softly to make sure that is who she heard. “ I take it you’re not happy about this whole propaganda?”
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The ridiculousness of this entire thing was too much. The dirty looks and snickering shot her way did nothing to help the matter. She knew there was a slight possibility that she could be overreacting, that she could be taking personal offense where there shouldn’t be one but the bastard had gone so far as to mention her own brother in his speech. Smythe knew nothing about what had occurred yet he was using one mistake - when there are countless of others in which Socs have been painted in a bad light - to try and further his campaign. It was only the sound of a familiar voice that had Ev biting her tongue though she wanted nothing more than to provide the giggling, sneering girls across from her the verbal lashing that they deserved. She inhaled deeply to reign in her irritation before pushing herself away from the lockers to turn and face Rachel. “What could have given you that idea?” She snapped, instantly flinching at her harsh tone. Rachel didn’t deserve that. She was one of the few who actually tried to be nice to Greasers. “Sorry. I just --” She sighed, gaze dropping down to the floor where she toed at the ground with her boot. “He brought Ell into it. And everyone around here is just going about their day like everything won’t change if this happens.” Gradually her gaze lifted and settled upon the girl before her. “Why is everyone acting like it’s not a big deal, like it could actually be a good idea? Socs can barely tolerate us as it is, giving them their own school will only make them think that they’re right in thinking that they’re better than us. It’s just -- wrong.”
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UNUSUAL FRIDAY | OPEN
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