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itsmarsss · 19 days

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a great thing [Miguel Diaz x Fem!Reader] (Cobra Kai)

(~from the vault~)

He left you a voicemail telling you he had news less than an hour before he was kicked down the second floor.

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[ . . .]

Exhausted was the word.

For exactly two weeks and two days, you slept on the unbelievably uncomfortable couch in Miguel’s hospital room, adamant about doing so no matter what anyone told you.

And everyone tried to tell you something.

Carmen, Rosa, Sensei, Demetri, Hawk, Aisha (through phone), even Sam. Nothing made you budge: you were staying until he woke up and that was final.

You’d wake up in the morning, have lunch with Carmen and Rosa, talk to him in hopes that he could hear you, go home, take a shower, change, get back and repeat. Every single day.

Every day was harder.

Every friend that came to visit with that look on their face, every visit from Sensei, every time his mom would break down crying and beg for him to make it through, every prayer from his grandma, every one-sided conversation you’d have with him as he stayed unconscious. Everything was harder these days.

So yeah, you were exhausted.

Sometimes Hawk would bring you lunch for you to share, and he’d distract you with conversation that he’d occasionally include Miguel in with a “you hear that, man?” or something of the sort, which made you smile.

Or Demetri would bring you comic books to keep you entertained, staying a couple hours at a time and silently reading beside you to keep you company.

Aisha called every day to check in and Sam visited once in a while. Sensei Lawrence visited all the time, his mom and Yaya were obviously always there, even Daniel LaRusso visited once. But nothing really felt like real company when Miguel was there but not really there.

You’d been spending day after day without your best friend and you were starting to grow a sort of anger towards everyone and everything, replaying the fight over and over in your head and growing more and more irritated as the days went by. God help Robby Keene if he ever got face to face with you.

And then Miguel woke up.

After two entire weeks and almost everyone around you losing hope, he woke up, while you were asleep. You woke up scared, groggy, confused about all the noise: the loud beeping, the yells, the motioning, the sudden amount of people in the room, Carmen yelling Miguel’s name- oh no, was he… no, his mom wasn’t yelling out of despair. She was happy.

And you realized it: he was awake.

He was awake!

He was awake and trying to talk and god damn you couldn’t see a thing through the tears and it was like you were paralyzed, unable to move as you processed the situation, barely believing what was happening. This had to be a dream, it had to be, but it wasn’t!

The day after that, you slept in the hospital room yet again. In the same unbelievably uncomfortable couch, but you slept way, way more comfortably than the nights before. The usual ‘good night’ directed at him every night was met with a smile this time.

The day after that one, you went home. For the first time in two weeks and three days, you slept in a bed. Your two-week suspension was already done with, but you let yourself sleep well into the afternoon.

Everything that happened during the days after that was a blur, nothing short of a rollercoaster. You cried silently while Miguel and you watched as a doctor told his mom he would maybe never be able to walk again and you hugged Hawk tight when he told you he’d gathered money to help pay for the medical costs and you went back to sleeping on the couch in the cold hospital room after the surgery.

And then the day came. Miguel was finally out, and you couldn’t even believe it.

He deserved a great thing, for a change.

“Holy shit! You haven’t seen actual sunlight in so long! How’s it feel?”

“Yeah I kinda feel like a vampire,” he remarked, covering his eyes from the sun with his hands. Carmen and Rosa walked within a distance behind the two of you as you pushed his wheelchair forward.

“You know you don’t have to push me?”

“Yeah but it’s fun.”

“Not more fun than being the one riding the wheelchair.”

“Oh we’re bragging? Push yourself then.” You pretended to be mad and retrieved your hands from the handles, crossing your arms in front of your chest in fake indignation, and he turned the chair to face you, feigning offence.

“Wow I thought you’d go easier on me after everything!”

“I would never go easy on you.”

“Wait! I just had the best idea.”

“Okay?” You said as for him to go on, not entirely trusting him.

“Sit on my lap.”

“What?” You ignored the burning feeling on your cheeks, blaming it on weirdness of the proposition, not what he was telling you to do.

“Sit on my lap! If you’re so jealous I’ll take you with me.”

“No way.”

“Why?”

Yeah, why? “Because- because we’re so gonna fall!”

“No we’re not! Do you not trust me?”

“I don’t, actually!” You let out a laugh.

“Shut up!” He exclaimed, smiling that smile of his.

Yeah, that one. Could you really say no to that? “Oh, my God,” you muttered, but did as he said, carefully sitting yourself down on his thighs.

“Okay, ready?”

“No?”

“Wrong answer!” He pulled on the wheels fast, picking up speed, and you had to support yourself by wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Miggy! Don’t do that!” His mom yelled after you, and you both laughed, out of breath with the adrenaline, when he stopped.

You waited as Rosa and Carmen walked up to you, only noticing you were still on his lap when Rosa shot you a funny look.

[ . . . ]

“Oh my God, Carmen, this is so good!” You exclaimed as you ate, Miguel agreeing with you eagerly by nodding his head.

“Thank you, mija! I missed having dinner with my baby,” she added, smiling at Miguel.

“We’ve had dinner together every day since I woke up!”

“Not proper dinner at the table! Different things, Miggy.”

As dramatic as it sounds, you couldn’t help but think about how utterly alive Miguel made all three of you.

You finished the food quickly and took off to Miguel’s room. You both laid on his bed on opposite ends, both facing the ceiling, in a comfortable silence that came after about an hour of talking about random things.

You propped yourself up by your elbows to face him. “Do you want me to stay over?”

He tilted his head to look back at you. “What?”

“If you want me to. I know it’s your first night out and all-”

"Why wouldn’t I want you to?” He smiled, and you couldn’t fight a smile yourself.

Then there was a knock on the door. “Guys?”

“Yeah mom?”

“Can I come in?”

“Yeah!”

With that, Carmen opened the door immediately, smiling at the sight of the two of you. “Just making sure. Everything okay?”

“Yeah, mom,” he laughed. She’d been checking in way more often than usual, but Miguel understood. He always understood.

"Just asking,” she smiled. “Do you need me to take you home, sweetheart?” She asked you, and you turned to Miguel, sharing a look that silently told him ‘I’m not the one asking her!’

“Um can Y/N stay over tonight? Just tonight?”

“Yeah of course! Sweetheart you know you can always stay over. I’ll bring you some blankets, we can-”

“Anything’s fine! Really.”

“Oh honey I’m sorry you won’t be comfortable-”

“It’s alright, promise!” You reassured her, and she was back with about 5 blankets in no time, laying four on the floor right next to Miguel’s bed for you to lay on and handing the fifth to you for you to cover yourself with, along with a pillow too.

[. . .]

You were both stupidly tired-- and reasonably so- but neither of you could sleep. You tossed and turned around on your make-shift blanket mattress but just couldn’t seem to find a comfortable enough position, sighing in frustration at the empty tries.

“You okay?” Miguel spoke up in a whisper, scaring you. Wasn’t he asleep?

“Did I wake you up?”

“No. Was awake.”

“Can’t sleep either?”

“Is it the floor?”

“No, it’s fine-”

“You wanna come up here?”

“What?”

“I think there’s room for the two of us. I’m not that ripped, you know, I don’t take up that much space” he joked.

You chewed on your bottom lip, unsure if this was a good idea. "You sure?”

“Yeah it’s fine.”

As you went silent, deciding on what to actually do, you head Miguel shifting his body around to try and make room for you.

“Just- just climb up here.”

You got up and did as he said, struggling to make yourself fit in the bed with him. "This isn’t gonna work,” you commented.

“Yes it is, wait,” he moved your shoulders, turning your back to him, and scooted closer to the wall to make more space for you.

“Isn’t this uncomfortable for you? It’s gonna give you pressure sores.”

“How do you know about pressure sores?”

“I pay attention to what your doctors say!”

“Stop worrying!” You could hear him smiling as he whispered to you. “My legs are positioned right, if you wanna know so bad.”

“Fine. But you better not be lying.”

“Or what?”

“Or I’m… not gonna invite you to my ninth birthday party.”

“Okay that’s way too low even for you.”

“Yeah so I’d be careful.”

“Copy that.”

It was all peacefully quiet for no more than about twenty seconds before he started moving his arms around.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know where to-” he moved his arm around, settling on placing it around your waist, carefully. “Is this okay?”

You felt yourself inhale a sharp breath. It should be okay. Right? It should be completely and totally chill and fine and normal. “Yeah it’s fine.” You didn’t know if he had heard the hesitation in your voice, but he questioned you again.

“Is this weird?”

“What do you mean?”

“This? We’re kinda cuddling.”

“Why, is it weird for you? I- I can go back to the blankets-” you were already moving to stand up but he pulled you closer to his body by your waist.

“No! I- I mean- it’s not. I’m just asking. Cause I don't want you to be uncomfortable. This is fine.”

“Okay.”

“Are you sure you’re not uncomfortable? You know you don’t have to lie right?”

“No, I'm not! I promise. This is… nice. Uh- you know what I mean.”

You didn’t, exactly. “Yeah.”

Silence again.

“Did you actually sleep on that couch every night?”

"Why are you thinking about that?"

"'Cause we're talking about being comfortable and that did not look comfortable."

You laughed. “Yeah it wasn't exactly the best sleep of my life."

“Was it better than my bedroom floor?”

You let out a loud laugh and elbowed his chest slightly. “Your mom was very nice for setting that up for me!”

“Hey don’t hit me! I just got out of the hospital!”

“Oh that’s very sweet of you to think I care.”

“Oh I know you care! ‘Cause someone slept in the hospital for two weeks for me.”

“Okay, okay, let’s get back to talking about your bedroom floor.”

“No take backs! You were worried about me.”

“Yeah no shit.” Your tone wasn't playful anymore.

He paused. “I’m sorry I scared you like that.”

“Dude, you’re the one who got pushed down the second floor. You don’t have to apologize.”

“Yeah,” he let out a weak laugh. “I guess.”

God, these silent pauses were getting unbearable. “What were you gonna tell me?”

“What?” He questioned, clearly confused.

“You left me a voicemail. Before- you know.”

“Yeah. Right.” Was his heart actually beating a little faster or were you imagining it?

“I know it’s probably something stupid that probably doesn’t matter now, that’s- that’s why I didn’t mention before but-”

“But?”

“It’s stupid.”

"You can tell me.”

“I uh. I replayed it a lot. While you were- you know.”

“You did?”

You couldn’t believe he sounded so surprised. Was it that surprising that you wanted to hear his voice again while was in a coma for weeks?

“I mean it was kind of the last thing you said to me before it happened. I didn’t actually talk to you that day so.” When he didn’t say anything, you tried to lighten up the mood, cursing yourself for bringing it down. “I’ve even got it memorized!”

“No you don’t,” he laughed.

“I do!”

“No way!”

“Do too!” You fake-gasped feigning being offended, turning around to face him- startling yourself for a half-second when you realized how close your face was to his, causing you to turn a bit more to lie on your back so you could face the ceiling instead of him, though he very much hadn’t let go of your waist in the process.

You once again set your mind elsewhere to avoid thinking about it too intently, clearing your throat dramatically before imitating the way he spoke.

“‘Um. Hey. Sorry I didn’t walk with you today. I’m not- I’m not ignoring you or anything. I just- I figured something really important out last night and I- I was gonna tell you like… 10 minutes ago but I didn’t- shit I have five more seconds anyway I’ll tell you at lunch bye-’ and then you got cut off.”

“Holy shit. I don’t even remember what I said word for word like that.”

“You had other things going on,” you joked, looking at him (though not turning your body to face him again yet) for a moment before averting your eyes to the ceiling again.

“You replayed it every day?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s cute.”

“Shut up. So… what is it? You made me wait for weeks, you need to tell me!"

He shifted a bit. “Uhhhh-”

“Come oooonn, you seemed excited about it!”

“Yeah but it’s not- it’s not that big of a deal.”

Now you’d gained back enough composure to actually turn your head to look at him. “You said it was really important!”

“I… didnt?” He tried.

You only quirked an eyebrow up at him. He sighed.

“Did you actually get back with Sam? Is that it?”

“What?”

“I mean Tory was obviously pretty pissed. And the same day barely half an hour before all that happens you tell me you’ve got big news?”

“I’m not back with Sam.”

“I’m not gonna judge you if you are! Well I am actually. Obviously. But not that bad!”

“I’m not with Sam!”

“So Tory really did all that for nothing?”

“I mean, kind of? I did break up with her the night before. Right before Sam found me. And then Sam kissed me and guess Tory saw it but- we didn’t- we didn’t get back together.”

“What was it you wanted to say then?”

Silence.

“Did you get yourself in something? Is it bad?”

“I- I’m in love with you.” He was so quiet you almost didn't hear him.

“I mean it seems-” wait. “what?”

He let go of your waist, pushing his body up so he could sit down, you doing the same. “I’m sorry. I didn’t- I wasn’t gonna tell you like this. That’s- pretty obvious, but- I even. I left sensei a voicemail about it too-”

Non-stopping rambling from his part, complete silence from yours.

“I- I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have told you like this and it’s- it’s fine if you don’t-”

“Shut up.”

“What?”

“Shut up. Just- for a second.”

“Oh- okay.” He stopped the rambling, but his widened stare kept itself trained on yours, as if trying to pry your thoughts out of your head through them.

You took a deep breath, trying to rationalize out loud what he’d just told you. “You’re in love with me. That’s what you were gonna tell me.”

“Yeah.”

“How do you know?"

He seemed taken aback by the question. It was understandable that it was not the first think he would've imagined you to say in return of his confession. “How do I- know? I guess. I guess Sam kissed me that day. And I tried to kiss her back to see if there was anything still there, but there… wasn’t. And I had like just broken up with Tory for that exact same reason. I was dating these girls I didn’t have feelings for and I couldn’t figure out why I didn’t have feelings for them.”

“'Cause you’re in love with me,” you said, more to yourself than to him.

“I mean- yeah. I’m sorry. I can- I can sleep on the couch if you want-”

That snapped you out of your trance-like confused state. “I’m not making you sleep on the couch, idiot!”

“But-”

“Are you sure? Like 100%?”

“Yeah, but-” It was impulsive, and you knew you probably should’ve said something before doing it, but what better way to show him you liked him back- as you’d just figured out yourself that very moment- than kissing him? So you did just that: you kissed him. In the dark, in his room, on his bed, with a million different problems to deal with, but that little moment, with him smiling against your lips, that was yours. A tiny little great thing in the middle of the chaos around you.

Yet another silence followed after you slowly pulled away from him, but this one was comfortable, content.

Miguel smiled at you. “So does this mean you like me back ooor?”

“Shut up,” you muttered, smiling too, before pulling him closer to you by the collar of his shirt and kissing him again. You could definitely, without a doubt, get used to this.

“We’ve been friends for years and we haven’t done this before?” He asked, out of breath, when you pulled away again and you laughed, feeling light as a feather.

“We should go to sleep, Diaz." You teased. "Your mom’s gonna get mad at me if you don’t sleep enough.”

“I am so in love with you.”

“Aw you have a crush on me? that’s embarrassing.”

“Shut up!”

"Yeah, yeah I'm in love with you too or whatever."

Maybe you deserved a great thing for a change too.

#from the vault #miguel diaz #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz imagine #cobra kai #cobra kai imagine #mars writes

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gemini-sensei · 9 months

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Alpha!Hawk x Omega!LaRusso!Reader Blurb

Fem!Pregnant!Reader ○ a/b/o au ○ @sensei-venus

CW: pregnancy, nothing more than that. (unedited)

After finding out about the pups, Hawk hardly ever left Reader's side. He never went home after that, just basically moved into Reader's room so they could be together even more of the time. After a few days, his parents called and asked where he was, to which he told them where and that they should come over because he's not coming home, and that he's not sorry about it. They'd understand if they came to the LaRusso's.

So they do, if only to try and bring their son home, but as soon as the door opened and they were welcome in by Amanda, the overwhelming scent of a pregnant omega hit their senses. The house was practically bathed in it. When they walked into the living room, that was where they found Hawk and Reader, as he fawned and fussed over her belly. It was pretty obvious to them what the ordeal was at that point.

He introduced them to Reader properly and the his dad took him aside to ask of he was sure about this, sure about anything. Hawk was firm in his response, eager to tell him even, that he loves Reader and their pups.

"Sure, we're young, but I know the most important thing right now is her and those pups."

They had a little more of that serious father-son talk while Mrs. Moskowitz and Reader were gushing over the pups. She had a little ultrasound photo showing off the three little dots she had growing in her belly, holding her belly with her other hand the entire time. It was no wonder she'd begun to show so early, triplets needed a lot of space and soon.

However, midway through her conversation with Hawk's mom, Reader grew needy. She looked around and chirped for her mate, hearing his voice somewhere in the house but unsure of where he was. He came to her with a rushed excuse me to his father, urgently needing to be by her side immediately.

When he asked her what was wrong, she just opened her arms and he smiled. The worry melted away and he sat on her other side and let her cuddle up to him. All was well. For the couple at least.

Hawk's parents were still a little started by the whole situation and his father was worried. Daniel ended up approaching him and they talked, talked about everything.

"I'm sorry he's been here this whole time, I'll play you back for it," his father said, taking a glance back at Hawk and Reader on the couch. The pair were gushing about the pups with his wife, who found the bright side of any given situation. "We had no idea about most of this. I mean, we knew he'd found a mate, but we didn't know they were this serious this soon."

"That would be the result of a synced mating cycle they somehow found themselves a part of," Daniel huffed. He had his arms crossed over his chest sternly, but as he watched the young mated pair from the next room over, it loosened. "I didn't like him for that. I still don't like him very much."

"It must be different to have omega children," Mr. Moskowitz mused.

Daniel appreciated the other alpha's attempt to see it from his perspective. "As their father, you try to do everything to protect them. You forget that at some point that job goes to their partner...

"Don't worry about paying us back. I'd rather them be here than trying to find their own place."

Mr. Moskowitz let out a sort of scoff, something between disbelief and astonishment. "I couldn't imagine sending them out into the world yet. Sure, they're not kids anymore, but they just graduated. They're still so young... they wouldn't know what to do in a place of their own yet, let alone with pups..."

"I know," Daniel sighed. He stared at Reader, watched the way she smiled and laughed. It was the happiest he'd seen her in a long time, probably since she first presented as an omega, and it was all because she was laying in Hawk's arms. "Part of me just wants to keep her close, the other part..."

"Might actually realize my son isn't as bad as you first thought he was?"

"Eli's not a bad kid... sure, he had some misguidance along the way, but he's a fine young man."

Mr. Moskowitz smiled proudly as he turned to watch the young couple for a moment. "I worked a lot, so maybe I let him stray away a bit, but he found himself. I couldn't have given him that. And now he's here, with your daughter, the happiest I've ever seen him."

"You know, I didn't ship him out of this country just because of that smile on her face, right?"

Moskowitz laughed. "I'm glad I never had an omega pup. I don't know if I could've handled the extra stress suitors give."

"I have two," Daniel signed. He turned his eye to Sam, who was helping her mother prepare dinner. "Funnily enough, she's the one I thought I'd have to worry about."

They shared a laugh though the atmosphere around them and their hearts were tense. All of the omegas and Hawk were happy, but the alpha fathers were stressed. They just hit it well.

The happy couple on the couch were blissfully unaware of what they were in for. It was going to be hard, especially for a pair so young. Three pups on the way. No home of their own. There was going to be a lot they were going to learn, but in that moment they enjoyed it all. Everyone around them were there for them, though they didn't say it out loud. Reader and Hawk had a lot of support around them.

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jensensfanfic · 1 year

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hi! if you're still taking daniel requests, could you write something where he and the reader are in their early-mid 20s and find out they're gonna be parents? maybe the reader gets the news at the doctor's office and surprises daniel when he gets home from work? wholesome domestic scenarios my beloved <3 thanks you!!!

LITTLE BEAN

pairing: daniel larusso x fem!reader

warnings: set in the present, daniel/reader are mid 20s but want kids, pregnancy, little mentions of anxiety - but it's just reader being nervous. not edited - i finished it mid work shift 😶

a/n: can we pretend he's mid 20s in that gif, please, despite the fact he doesn't age and looks so young lol. i don't write pregnancy fics often, so i it hope this is okay. i'm also worried i didn't stay true to his character... but again, i hope it's okay for you!!

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The journey home from the doctor's office feels like a lifetime. Every second seems to tick by at a snails pace. The usual bus ride home only takes around 20 minutes, and today is no different. There's not much traffic, and more than half of the seats are empty, but somehow, time moves so much slower.

You pull out your phone to check for any new messages and hope to see one from Daniel, but there's nothing yet. You assume this means he's working a little later. For a moment, this bothers you... until you get an idea. You'd wanted Daniel to be at home for the surprise at first, but this way, maybe you would have time to set up something special.

You type a quick text to Daniel, asking him how long he'll be. He responds quickly, and you figure out you have just under an hour to pull together what you can.

You get off the bus one stop before home, and head into your local supermarket. At the back of the store is a bakery, where you ask for a pre-baked cake to be decorated with two simple words. The friendly woman behind the counter pipes the words in pink and blue frosting and takes only ten minutes or so to finish it. You thank her as she hands over the box with a smile on her face and congratulates you.

Next, you pick up a pack of sharpies and some balloons from the party aisle that are the same colours as the frosting on your cake. Then you head to the section you'll no doubt be frequenting over the next few months... nay, years. You try to be quick, but the shelves of cute stuffed animals leave you spoiled for choice and very indecisive. You question if you even need one, but before you can walk away, you spot the perfect option.

You pick up the soft little toy sheep, giggling, then run your fingers over the material of the gi it wears. "Perfect."

Honesty, if you'd seen the little guy before, you'd have bought it ages ago.

After paying for everything, you head for your apartment, with enough time to spare to sort everything out.

You tie some of the pink and blue balloons together and put them in the living room, next to the coffee table where you've set the cake. With the sharpies, you draw and write cute little messages on them. You lay two plates, two forks, and two napkins next to it, along with a knife. Then, you decide to put on one of your favourite outfits. One you'd usually wear on a date night, something that would definitely make Daniel curious when he came home to see it.

You take a deep breath and take out one last thing from the pocket of the coat you'd hung up by the front door. You gaze at the image in wonder while your free hand smooths over your stomach.

You move to go and find somewhere to put it, but then there's the sound of keys jingling and the opening of the front door. You move your hands behind your back and watch as Daniel enters your home, a frown already forming on his face.

"Oh. Hey, babe. Are you off somewhere?" He kicks off his shoes and shuts the door behind him, opening his arms for a hug. You wrap your arms around him, peck his lips, and then step back, careful not to drop or reveal the gift. "Is it date night? Oh, god, did I forget?"

"Uh, no. No, but I do have a surprise for you."

"Aw, thank you babe. Can I sit first?" You stop him with a hand on his chest when he looks towards the living room. He looks down at your hand and cocks his head like a curious puppy. "Uh..."

You chuckle nervously. "Ha. Sorry, but not just yet. Here. I bought you something."

Swiftly, you bring the toy from behind your bag and hold it between you, wiggling the sheep's little legs and smiling. Daniel's eyes light up at the simple, yet meaningful gift. He grins and laughs. "Oh, my God. A karate sheep? That's amazing!"

He takes if gratefully, inspecting the little patch on the gi. "Hm. Maybe Mr Miyagi can sew a mini bonsai patch for it. This flower patch is cute and all but this little guy has to be a Miyagi-Do student."

You snort and chuckle at him, thrilled that he likes his first surprise, but then your mind immediately switches to the second. The subject of your other gift is something you've both talked about for about a year now. Both of you want it, but it doesn't halt the anxiety that sits heavy in your chest. There is always the chance that Daniel may have changed his mind.

"Hey, babe?" You take a deep breath and reach up to cup his jaw, bringing his attention back to you. He sets the toy sheep on top of the shelf by the front door and brings his hands down to your waist, running circles there with his thumbs. "I have something else for you."

"Why do you seem so nervous? Whatever it is, I'll love it. You know I will."

"Come on." One final blow of air, and you take his hand, turning around and leading him to the room where the balloons and cake are waiting. "So..."

Daniel's mouth falls open. He glances between each balloon, reading the drawn-on letters that say things like, 'oh, baby', 'hey, daddy'. On some of them, you'd drawn little baby faces that look similar to the emoji.

He doesn't say a word yet, but you no longer feel that worry as he smiles, then laughs, then goes silent once more. He slowly sits down on the sofa and stares at the cake for a few moments. In blue and pink, the frosting reads, "WE'RE PREGNANT".

"Is this... are you... I mean, are you messing with me?" Daniel shoots up again, rounding the sofa to see you. "Please, this isn't a joke, is it?"

"No!" You snicker, then look up into his eyes. Your own eyes are full of promise, excitement, and... starting to water. "I wouldn't do that, I swear. Look, I have a picture."

"You have a picture already? Let me see." He makes grabby hands and you reveal your still-hidden hand from behind your back. "Oh..."

"The doctor said I'm 4 or 5 weeks." Tears start to fall from your eyes and you decide to take a seat on the sofa, your stomach filling with butterflies and your knees starting to feel weak at the way Daniel is looking at you.

"He looks like a little bean."

"'He'?" He joins you on the sofa, placing the photo down on the table. "You think it's a boy?"

"I have a feeling."

"This soon?" You laugh, dabbing at the corners of your eyes with gentle fingertips.

"Yep, but either way, I'm gonna be the best Daddy for the little bean, I promise." His eyes flicker to your stomach and he splays a hand out on your skin. "Hear that, bean? I love you so much. Your Mum, too. And I can't wait to meet you."

"Danny..." You fully burst into happy sobs and fling your arms around him. You giggle and repeatedly kiss the back of his neck. "I can't believe I thought for a second you wouldn't be happy about this."

"Of course I am, sweetheart." You feel the movement when he chuckles. "We didn't try to have a baby to... not have a baby."

"I still thought maybe–"

"Shh." He leans into the crook of you neck. "No, no, no. I'm so happy, baby. I can't wait to start this family with you." He kisses you back a couple of times before pulling away slightly. "Can we eat some cake now, it looks delicious."

You nod and he releases you, but keeps a hold of one of your hands. As he cuts a piece of cake for you, he lifts his brows and says, "You know what else? I can't wait to see our child lifting that All Valley trophy."

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#my writing #mine #millerswritings #millerswritings/dojolarusso #daniel larusso x reader #daniel larusso fluff #pregnancy fic #the karate kid #requested: anon

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Can u do a Anthony larusso x fem reader just on a walk holding hands - who knows who they see 👀

(Unedited) (Teens being teens, Sneaking Out, Lying to parents, Kissing, Fondling, Sam being a busskill and kinda cockblocking?)

The two teens haven't been dating for long, a few weeks at most. Their relationship started in secret do to the fact Anthony was scared of his parents making it a big deal, or in his opinion the worse case, Sam finding out and making them into a joke. The thought of his sister possible making his relationship with the shy chubby girl made his blood boil but also his stomach turn. The two decided to try and act natural around each other when his family was around.

She still went over to his house to help him study for tests and classes or movie game nights. They still got moments together. But they still had to be extremely cautious when she came over. Sam liked to pop into his room ever now and then to mess with him a little about having his “friend” over. His mom and dad would occasionally stop in to say “hi” before disappearing. It was stressful for both teens.

That’s why they decided to sneak around when it came to dating.

When the idea of lying to his parents about going out with some of the kids from the dojo came around, he took it. Sam told Daniel and Amanda she was going to hang out with a group of the dojo students, they just assumed that Anthony was also going with them. They never actually asked him to be specific on who he was going with.

That’s what landed him and his girlfriend at golf-n-stuff for a nice little date. They meet up outside before going in and grabbing something to drink before heading out to the golf course.

Anthony just rolled his eyes as Reader beat him over and over again at the golf course. She was amazing at it while Anthony had to suck it up that he sucked compared to her. She laughed at the way his brow knitted up in frustration as she got another ball in the hole. She thought it was cute that she was finally able to beat him at something. He usually beat her at videos games much to her demise. At least she had this win up her sleeve.

After they finished a few rounds and their game, they laughed and kissed a bit. Not caring if anyone caught a eyeful of their touches and kisses. They where out of the LaRusso house and free to touch and kiss all they wanted without worrying about who saw them. Anthony couldn’t help but crack a grin at the smile Reader had on her lips and the way she giggled as they separated.

The two of them wonder off of the golf course and back into the arcade area. They walked hand in though the arcade area, Anthony pulling her closer as they walked though the small spaces of the arcade and around groups of people. They finally found a more quiet area between two arcade games in the back area.

They held each other as they took everything in. Small kisses where shared. Not a thought went though their heads.

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Sam laughed along with some of the other guys as they walked into Golf-n-stuff. The movie they all went to was shorter then they expected so they decided to head over to the arcade. Hoping to finish up the night with some games and half good pizza from concession stand. Hawk offered to buy everyone the first found of tokens for the arcade games.

Everyone huddled together as Hawk went to go get the first round of tokens. They chatted about the movie they watched.

Miguel was doing rapid hand movements as he said “I wasn’t expecting her to jump out like that! Total jump scare.” Robby snorted saying “No I wasn’t ready for when that dude went right though the door at the end.” They all laughed and continued talking.

A few minutes passed until Hawk came stumbling back over with a bucket full of tokens, a smirk on his face.

“Y’all are not going to believe who I just saw in the arcade area, making out with some chick.”

Everyone quirked a brow at his words.

“What are you talking about man?”

Hawk smirked saying, his arm coming out to poke at Sam’s elbow.

“You didn’t tell us your brother was total going for chicks now. Especially the fact that he’s into chubby chicks, that would have been a interesting talk I would have been down for.”

Sam’s face went hot, her cheeks felt hot and flushed. If this was some kind of joke then it seriously wasn’t all that funny. Miguel and Robby raised a eyebrow as they looked to same for some kind of explanation. Hawk just smirked and chuckled under his breath.

Sam huffed saying “Hawk stop that isn’t funny. No way my brother is out alone kissing some girl. He’s not even dating anyone. He’s supposed to be home-“ Sam’s face went completely pale. The color draining. Robby said “Uh are you ok? You don’t look to good-“

“Oh my god he said he was going out tonight right after I said I was going out with you guys- I bet our parents thought he was talking about going with US tonight. He fucked lied so he could go sneak off with some girl!”

Miguel grinned “I’ll give him props, he took the opportunity he had to sneak out.” Robby nodded.

Sam quickly said “You said the arcade? Show me where.” Hawk pouted a little “Oh man not you trying to cockblock your little brother, that’s kinda messed up.” Sam rolled her eyes and huffed, Hawk quickly turned around and started walking back from where he came from. The small group followed behind the taller teen. They passed a few arcade games and deeper into the darker part of the arcade’s.

Getting the the back it was more quiet and only a few people crowed around some games. Stopping mid way Hawk pointed to the back of the room, between two games. Sam’s eyes widened as she started to realize that Hawk really wasn’t messing with her.

In the very back of the room, a mop of dark curly hair was bobbing around as the person leaned down and kissed a very plump body. It was definitely a girl and she was shorter then the boy by a few good inches. A hand was laced though his curls and gently gripped at his roots, a arm was around his shoulder and neck as they kissed. The boys arms where snug around the girls thick waist, hands gripping and fondling her ass.

“A-Anthony…”

It was was quiet but she could still hear the girls whisper from halfway across the room.

That set Sam off.

“Anthony LaRusso what do you think your doing!!?!”

Anthony shot up in a instant, his head shooting up and backwards in pure fear. His head slammed back into the arcade behind him sending a loud bang though the room. He yelped before looking over to where Sam and the group stood.

“Shit”

(To be continued….? I’ll make another part of anyone asks.)

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mysadcorner · 2 years

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omg can you please write young daniel larusso x fem!reader smut where they f*ck on his birthday please??? or some nsfw hcs?

Daniel Larusso Birthday NSFW Headcanons

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• Even though it’s his birthday, he still likes to go out and do something rather than just relax in bed. So usually, you end up initiating intimacy at the end of the day after the two of you have had a day out together and he starts to wind down. By doing this, it’s one of the few days a year he lets you take charge and focus on him for at least the first round rather than always wanting the pleasure to be on you - his rare day of being selfish.

• Even during his birthday, he’s very sweet and considerate about what the two of you are doing and he would never over step his boundaries. He may get cockier and his ego would definitely have a huge boost on the day, but that doesn’t mean he’d be completely self absorbed in what he’s doing and not give you the time of day to feel good too.

• Sometimes, on times that it’s his birthday, he likes to start his day off with intimacy before the two of you even consider getting out of bed. He’s in the mood and ready to go as long as you are - but of course, in pretty much all occasions you are. He’d be savouring the moment and would end up being quite sloppy as the two of you begun before you were both fully woken up and he’d be loving the fact that he could still spend the whole day in bed with you if he really wanted.

• He is hardly as innocent as he looks, and would definitely use sarcasm and his love for teasing to get you in the mood for sex. He’d tear you so much if you were oblivious to his advances (such as if you were clueless to him wanting to be with you despite you being in the middle of making his special birthday breakfast or dinner) or if there was a gathering or party on the day and he wanted so be with you regardless of all the people that were in his house at the time.

• On his birthday the two of you sometimes have special planned if you’re both into that kind of thing, but regardless of what the two of you are into he’s always ready to try something at least once. So even if the two of you aren’t a big fan of using toys and other things, he’d definitely be willing to try doing things with you in new areas of your house or a different position.

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hesthermay · 11 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋

PAIRING: robby keene x fem!oc reader

SUMMARY: the beginning of robby keene and beckett jones, and the fall of robby keene and beckett jones.

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

RATINGS + WARNINGS: general audiences, mature themes (mentions of violence), explicit language, angst. no y/n

NOTES: this is apart of a bigger story, but it is not yet written and only lives in my head and my notes app. i wrote this a long time ago and have made slight changes to it but oh how i love robby keene, so i’ve decided to post it. fuck it we ball! i hope someone likes it, mayhaps i’ll post more of these two. and yes i love repetition could you tell?

If there was one thing Beckett Jones knew for certain, it was that Robby Keene was the love of her life.

Everything had changed after she moved to California, the San Fernando Valley somehow being everything and nothing like she’s heard. While staying true to herself, who she was, she learned and grew and made friends she was proud to have—one of those being Robby Keene.

It was slow at first, things between them, but it was enough. Robby was troubled but he was also sweet, and funny, and from what she could tell—also willing to grow. It had made her respect him all the more. But as always, the niceties of life were short lived for the regular person, the cloud of peacefulness blown away by the storm of what one could say was fucking bullshit.

When the fight at the mall had happened, Beckett Jones knew she was more involved than she had been hoping to be. But, loyal to a fault, she stood by Demitri and protected him because he was her friend, and that was just what Beckett Jones did. But the fight at the school? That was a new chapter of crazy for her. She knew she had to stand by Sam, for she was her best friend and although flawed as all humans are, did not deserve to be attacked. So, she intervened and did her best to push Tory away, to get her to back off; to save it for another time because it was obvious that everyone involved in this would get hurt.

It was when Robby got himself involved that she knew, deep in her bones, that this wasn’t going to go her way. She was not going to be able to mediate this, it was growing too big and too angry to be settled—especially when Miguel showed up.

Miguel was one of her closest friends. Her first friend in California, her honorary brother, and someone who did not get along with her boyfriend. They were both great guys, but Beckett Jones couldn’t focus on either of them when they started fighting. It had haunted her for a bit, watching Miguel go over the railing, the sound his body made when it collided with the metal. Robby’s face as he watched from above, shock turning into fear in real time. Sam’s voice as she screamed at him, followed immediately by the boy fleeing the scene. She had wanted to go after him, the boy she knew couldn’t stop himself, but she was not oblivious to the fact that she was in trouble; she had participated in a blown out of proportion karate fight on the first day of school, and so her feet remained planted to the ground where she could keep Sam and Miguel in her sight.

To be clear, Beckett Jones did not regret her actions, even when awaiting the consequences in the aftermath of it all, but the outcome she was faced with was not one she had anticipated.

Robby was MIA, not answering anyone’s calls with his location turned off. The guilt and worry she felt had grown all consuming.

She was with Daniel LaRusso when he got the call from Robby’s mom. She had begged and pleaded, and in the end demanded, to come with him. Beckett Jones had more respect for her teacher than she had for most others in her life, but she would be damned if she was going to have Robby thinking she didn’t care about his whereabouts or well-being. She hadn’t known he had called the police, however; hadn’t known at the time that making it look like Robby turned himself in was the best thing for him. So she screamed.

Screamed at the officers, screamed at Mr. Larusso, screamed at Shannon, and screamed at the world. Beckett Jones knew that from the moment Robby Keene was born, he was handed the short end of the stick, and he only knew how to operate with the tools he was given and had scraped together trying to survive. She knew what had happened was terrible, and something needed to be done, but seeing the boy she loved hauled away in handcuffs with that look on his face was enough to break her heart in half.

If there was one thing Beckett Jones knew for certain, was that Robby Keene was the love of her life. Even after seeing all of that, he was.

She had apologized to Mr. LaRusso. Told him that her emotions had gotten the best of her, and she hadn’t done what he had taught her about finding balance in the midst of chaos. Had revealed to him that she held so much respect for him, more than she ever had for her own father, and that she hoped he could forgive her. He had. His arms were warm as they wrapped around her and his voice soft as he confessed that while he loved teaching his students, she had always reminded him of himself when he was younger and learning from Mr. Miyogi.

She had apologized to Shannon. Told her that she shouldn’t have thrown her mistakes in her face at a time that was terrible for everyone, and that she especially felt guilty knowing she had taken the steps to get better for herself and her son. Assured that all the progress she had made would help her as a mother, and that she shouldn’t have discredited her because of how angry and scared she felt in that moment. It was then that Shannon had asked if Beckett Jones loved her son, because if she didn’t then she would not have had that reaction. If she didn’t, then she would not have come all the way to look her in the face to offer the kind words and comforts.

Beckett Jones was so in love with Robby Keene and that was a fact she could no longer hold off. It was a part of her and her life and she had to stop trying to keep it at bay.

Beckett Jones was so in love with Robby Keene, was so sure that he was the love of her life, that it had taken her by complete surprise when he crushed her heart as it lay in the palm of his hand. Sat there, in the room where visitors could meet with the boys locked away in juvie, looking at her in a way she never thought she’d see with her own eyes. His expression told her that he was angry, he was scared, and he was alone. His body language was cold, blocked off, and not letting her in for a second. There was a cut on his face, an indicator that he’d already gotten into a fight.

This Robby, with his gaze sharp as a dagger and words as harsh as his fists, was afraid. And he didn’t want her to be afraid with him.

Beckett Jones told Robby Keene that everything that had happened did not mean he had to love her. Him being in there did not mean that he had to have no one in his corner. She loved him, and if he’d just let her then she’d be there in any way she possibly could.

Robby Keene, with Beckett Jones’ heart in the palm of his hand, closed it to a fist. Strike hard, strike first, no mercy.

Beckett Jones ended the day in Samantha LaRusso’s bed, tears streaming down her face as her friend let her vent. Robby Keene ended the day with his own heart sitting heavy in his chest, trying not to think of her as he bottled everything up.

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#the witch: writes #—signed; keene #—cobra kai #robby keene x reader #robby keene #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai x reader #robby keene imagine #the karate kid #cobra kai

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redskull199987 · 6 months

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Show Masterlist

the Masterlist for all the shows/Series that I write fo

Masterpost

BBC Sherlock :

-Sherlock x fem!reader

Dr. Who:

-11th Doctor x fem!reader

Broadchurch:

-nothing yet

Warehouse 13:

-nothing yet

Supernatural:

-Castiel x fem!reader

-Jack Kline x fem!reader

Criminal Minds:

-nothing yet

Good Omens:

-nothing yet

The Sandman:

-Morpheus x fem!reader

Takin' over the Asylum:

-Morpheus x male!reader

Dead Boy Detectives

-nothing yet

Umbrella Academy:

-Umbrella Academy x gn!reader

The Witcher:

-Cahir x gn!reader

-Cahir x fem!Witcher!reader

-Jaskier x fem!reader

-Eskel x fem!Witcher!reader

Young Royals

-nothing yet

Cobra Kai

-Johnny Lawrence and Daniel LaRusso x male!reader general Dating Headcanons

Heartstopper

-nothing yet

The walking Dead

-Carl Grimes x fem!reader

I am not okay with this:

-nothing yet

American Horror Story:

-nothing yet

Peaky Blinders:

-nothing yet

The artful Dodger :

-nothing yet

Fleabag:

-nothing yet

The Queens Gambit:

-nothing yet

Stranger Things:

-Eddie Munson x fem!reader

The Boys

-nothing yet

Gen V:

-nothing yet

Ragnarok:

-nothing yet

Vikings:

-Ivar the Boneless x gn!reader Part 1

Ivar the Boneless x gn!reader Part 2

-Ivar the Boneless x fem!reader Part 1

Ivar the Boneless x fem!reader Part 2

-Ivar the Boneless x fem!reader

-Ivar the Boneless x gn!reader

-Lagertha x fem!reader

-Ragnar x Lagertha x fem!reader

Arcane

-Silco x gn!reader

-Viktor x gn!reader

Mech Cadets:

-nothing yet

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss:

-nothing yet

The crowded Room

-nothing yet

One Piece live Action

-nothing yet

Paradise City:

-nothing yet

MacGyver (2016):

-nothing yet

Hannibal (2013):

-nothing yet

Avatar:The last Airbender Live Action:

-nothing yet

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aurborsau · 5 months

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Dilf!Daniel LaRusso x fem!reader where he's a college professor and she had been only bratty and rude to him so he 'corrects' her? 💜

Hmm I’ve never thought of writing a Daniel x reader fic. I don’t think I could ever see him as being dominant, but I like the idea!💜 thanks for the ask!

#i got an ask!#daniel larusso #karate kid #ralph macchio #cobra kai

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yopigeonflyerjo · 1 year

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Cobra Kai & Karate Kid

There are some fics for my ultimate girrlies <3 As always requests are wide open Cobra Kai

Yandere Daniel LaRusso headcanons

Yandere Terry Silver headcanons Yandere Robby Keene headcanons Robby Keene fluff (will be soon)

Karate Kid

Johnny Lawrence headcanons To unexpected pleasures- Terry Silver x fem!reader

#cobra kai #karate kid

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siwekubheka01 · 1 year

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I posted 8,701 times in 2022

That's 5,543 more posts than 2021!

34 posts created (0%)

8,667 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@thinkingaboutjharlow

@autumn-imara

@thomas-the-goat-of-satan

@so1987

@furiousgoldfish

I tagged 247 of my posts in 2022

#cobra kai - 80 posts

#robby keene - 53 posts

#tory nichols - 26 posts

#jack harlow - 17 posts

#samantha larusso - 13 posts

#tanner buchanan - 11 posts

#daniel larusso - 10 posts

#johnny lawrence - 10 posts

#miguel diaz - 10 posts

#cobra kai x reader - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 134 characters

#his only real mistake was underestimating how much silver cares for him and how far he'd go to remain the sole object of his affection

My Top Posts in 2022:

Unpopular opinion. I think self- acceptance is more important than self-love, because if you can’t accept yourself, how on earth are you supposed to ‘love yourself’?

13 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

I was raised to be a daughter, instead of a woman.

I always did as I was told.

In order to protect mommy’s little fragile self by bolstering up her perfect performance.

Day in and Day out, I had to keep this falsehood alive.

But you wanna know the truth?

The truth is that you were not a perfect mother. Not even close.

You caused me so much pain, anger and resentment.

You made me override my boundaries and now I have none.

I can’t even say the word ‘No’ because of you.

I was told to always share and now I over give because of you.

I was told I could not express negative emotions because of you.

Now I harbour them. All up inside.

The focus has always been putting you and your needs first, instead of my own.

I can’t take it anymore. It’s not my job to turn myself into an entirely different person in order to avoid conflict and abuse in order to be loved.

17 notes - Posted January 11, 2022

The disabled experience of being parentified when you’re young to being infantilised when you’re an adult is a wild one, let me tell you.

18 notes - Posted September 20, 2022

19 August 2022

Neelam Thadhani x Jackman Thomas Harlow x black fem reader

Title: Double The Love.

Warnings: 18+ smut & fluff.

Do not repost my content anywhere else!

Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. IT IS NOT REAL. I am NOT affiliated with Jack Harlow or his team.

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It was a cold Saturday morning in Atlanta, Georgia. Y/N had just woken up from deep slumber, she needed that after the events of last night.

Y/N let out a satisfactory moan as Nee’s fingers slid in and out of her throbbing pussy, whilst Jack fucked her out from behind. His thrust getting harder and harder. Nee’s fingers continually sliding in and out of her pussy, unable to handle the stimulation Y/N reached her climax and her cum spilling on the sheets. Y/N was in tears: “I made a mess Nee and Jack”. “Don’t worry baby girl we got you.” They both said lovingly and sincerely. As Y/N was lifted into the tub. They washed you off and then themselves.

The next morning Y/N was in tears again. Curious as to why: Neelam and Jack woke up immediately to the sound of your sniffles and sight of your red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.

What’s wrong baby girl?, they both enquired in unison. Filled now with concern and worry. “I just honestly feel like I don’t deserve you two. You make everything easier for me, you’ve been so good to me and I don’t want to lose both of you.” Y/N said whilst continuing to sob hard, tears drenching the sheets.

“Baby girl come here.” Jack said, as he embraced you with open arms. “You do deserve both of us ! You deserve double the love from us because you exude that much love out into the world everyday”

Really? Y/N said. “Yes really”! Neelam said.

“We love you so much Y/N and there’s nothing you could ever do to change that.” Jack said.

Y/N said “well in that case I love you guys too”.

The rest of the day was spent snuggling with your two lovers.

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My #1 post of 2022

I don’t know how to explain this succinctly enough, but I feel like Tory’s trauma needs to be discussed more in relation to the theme of trauma in general in the series Cobra Kai.

Because everyone keeps discussing everyone else’s trauma: from Miguel , to Eli “Hawk” to Demetri to Sam, to Johnny, to Kreese, to Terry Silver to Daniel, to Kenny and Shawn to Finally Robby Keene.

But no one has bothered to mention how Tory has trauma of her own. She was literally instrumentally parentified by her mother by taking care of her, had to care for her younger brother, was sexually harassed by her landlord, struggling to pay rent, working multiple jobs and is trying to get her GED. Kreese had her rent waived by a month so she could continue attending karate.

I’m by no means saying her actions are inexcusable.

But she is a human just like everyone else and deserves genuine support and compassion. ❤️

She is not an irredeemable villain that a lot of people think she is.

30 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

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migueldiazrealgf · 1 month

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Hii!! I was wondering if you could do Johnny Cade x fem reader who has a Spanish accent, I have one and I just thought it would be cute, thank youuu!💞

OMG YES ABSOLUTELY!! As a Spanish speaker myself this will be beautiful and fun haha! Also thank you for requesting!! 🫶🫶

Warning: VERY CHEESY. Fluffy!!

Johnny loved your beautiful Spanish accent. He will make sure to remind you how gorgeous your voice is especially the way it sounds when you say his name. Johnny would be very intrigued to learn Spanish that the first thing he asked you was “ hey sweets, how would do you say my love in Spanish?” He gazed at you with his beautiful brown puppy eyes. “Mi Amor.” You responded and with that one response drove him crazy. He calmed himself down and try to repeat the word you taught him. You giggled at his attempt finding it very cute. From that on he would use it as a pet name towards you even around his friends and them asking what that meant. He proudly would tell them making his buddies a little jealous but yet impressed even Dally can’t help but show a little jealousy and then brushing it off with a sigh. “Johnny man, she really drives you insane huh.” Johnny grinned nodding his head. “You bet she does.”

One night, Johnny helped you sneak out of your home and took you stargazing at the nearby park where the fountain was at since you lived four houses down from the Curtis brothers home. As you both arrived at the park you both instantly layed down on the grass watching the stars. You couldn’t help but look at your boyfriend especially how the moon shined down so beautifully on his dark brown puppy eyes. The moonlight made his eyes sparkle so beautiful. Johnny felt your eyes on him and in response he turned to look back at you and broke the silence by saying “I want to be very honest with you.” With his comment made you tilt your head confused and raised your eyebrow as a response. Your reaction made him chuckle and he instantly held your hands. “No, nothing bad sweets it’s just…well this may sound silly to you but for me it’s isn’t. Y/n, I hear horrible things everyday especially back home with my folks you know.” He paused clearing his throat to disguise his voice cracking. “ Every-time I hear your sweet voice with that beautiful accent of yours it feels like the world stops and it’s just you and me in this world. Your voice is what keeps me alive. For you maybe a small silly thing but for me it’s my desire to live ya’ know. “ he goes in to pull you into an embrace without breaking eye contact. “You know living with my folks before I met you, I couldn’t help but think that there’s no beautiful sound to exist out there. Sure, I hang out with my buddies a lot to escape from home but with you it’s very different.” His beautiful carmel cheeks quickly turn red. “Gosh, it does shows I hang out with ponyboy a lot don’t it?” You couldn’t help but teared up after what your boyfriend just confessed to you. You tried to cover it up by replying with a small giggle shaking your head. “Johnny Cade, you sure know how to make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. I love you so much.” He couldn’t help but cup your face and pecking your lips. “ I love you more, y/n.. Mi Amor…Lets just hope real hard our future kids comes out with your accent.” You looked at your boyfriend with flushed cheeks. “Our what?”

🐰: leaving it at that LOL !! Sorry! I hope you love this!! I do apologize in advance for any errors!!

This is optional !! to set the mood while reading here’s some songs I would recommend listening while reading :

- falling in love by Elvis

- heart to heart by Mac DeMarco

- dreaming of you by Selena

** I know this is Daniel LaRusso but again this how I imagine Johnny would do when he talks to you!**

ALSO THANK YOU SO SO MCUH FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART FOR REQUESTING!! 🫶🫶🫶 I hope you love it!!

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