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[jaidens]

Can you do a fic where the reader's been dating Sodapop for a year and she was a really bad father? She opens up to him about the trauma and he comforts her about it.

And Stood There Loving You And Wished Them All Away

pairing [s] : sodapop curtis x reader

warning [s] : mentions of : abuse (physical and mental) | short fr

a/n [s] : ty sm for the request 🫶

You and Sodapop Curtis have been dating for a year now, pushing through bumpy and love-stricken moments. You were considerably in love with the man, absolutely head over heels for everything about him. Sodapop cared: that was shown throughout the time you met him. He would treat everyone with respect, hoping they'd give it back, such as customers and even his brothers. You knew him as your life, the man who held you when times got hard.

You hadn't told him about part of your life, your childhood. If the topic was mentioned, you would switch it with a kiss on the lips or a hug that squeezed his organs around. He was curious about how you covered such an important part from everyone.

Sodapop looks at you, his hands enveloping yours. He can tell you're shaking, his hand going to lie on your upper neck; just below your jaw.

“It's okay. You don't have to tell me today.” Sodapop reassures but you shake your head, and take a shaky breath in. You grip his hand for dear life, holding you down to Earth when you begin talking about your experiences. You don't remember when you started crying, but all you feel is Soda’s calloused fingers rubbing away the tears that fall. You tell him about everything, as it all begins to fall out of you: covered up emotions and feelings.

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry.” You beg out in worry about him knowing things you wanted to keep covered from him in hopes he would stay. Sodapop’s eyebrow raises and he looks at you funny. “Why are you apologizing, honey?” He asks and you pull yourself into his arms, crying into his soft shoulder.

He smells like everything you loved about him. It relaxes you once you get comfortable. “I’m sorry— I just, I kept that part covered because I was told it was an unlikeable trait about me.” You admit and Sodapop gives you a soft kiss against your forehead.

“Don’t ever keep something like that away. I had no idea why you were struggling, I thought it was my fault. And, it is far beyond an unlikeable trait. It shows how strong and worthy you are.”

You smile at his comforting words, giving him a kiss against his right after he said it. Suddenly, that weight that sat on you is disappearing along with Sodapop’s serious expression he puts on. “Thank you, so much. That meant a lot to me.” You thank his gently, kissing him once more and Sodapop pulls you back into his arms while his fingers draw hearts on your back.

“Always and forever, honey.”

[jaidens]

hello there, may i please request something where the reader is feeling sad & in need of a hug so she goes to daniel's apartment and he and lucille both comfort her? thanks :)

And Couldn't Find The Words To Say, "I love you" And Couldn't Find The Time To Say, "I need you"

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : shes actually the best karate kid character who even IS DANIEL!? |

a/n [s] : ty for ur request!!

The overwhelming stress from school and work was starting to push down on your strength. You were constantly working, helping to support your family and other needs in your life. Then, while balancing school life and other situations, it was extremely hard. All you needed at this moment was support and love from your favorite people, it was hard to get that at your house, but at the Larusso’s they had so much to give with only being two people.

You approach the front door, gently rapping your knuckles against the door and wait for someone to answer. Rain pours loudly and begins to paint the grey concrete with small splashes and dots. Daniel opens the door and sticks his head out to see who it was. “Y/N! Hey, hi, c'mon in.” He lets you inside and his hand falls to your lower back. The house smells like fall candles and chocolate chip cookies, it's everything you love.

Lucille is cleaning up the kitchen while singing along to Whitney Hueston that plays through the radio. “Y/N! Hi dear.” She drops the rag on the counter and walks over to you, holding her arms open for a hug. You nod and fall into her touch, and she smells like love and a cheap mall perfume.

You can't help but not leave her embrace, letting it wrap around you. “You needed a hug sweetheart?” Lucille asks and you nod once more, and she rubs your back while hugging you tightly. Daniel follows close by, pulling you into his and that's where you fit like a puzzle piece. He kisses your temple and lets you relax. “M’ sorry for invading. It's just been, really hard recently.”.

Lucille shakes her head at your words and goes back to the kitchen. “Dear, you could never. You wanna talk to me and Danny about things? Jersey people got great ears, honey.” Everything falls out of you: feelings, anxiety, and everything else that's crowded up your head in the past weeks. It feels good, knowing you have to listening ears. Daniel is holding your hand as you wipe tears from your eyes with the other one. Lucille is nodding her head, letting in good points at certain times, but she lets you talk and it was exactly what you had needed.

Daniel stands up and hugs you tightly, giving you a kiss against your temple. Lucille sits down and rubs your shoulder before you move into her arms. You know you will always have two people backing you up, the two Larusso’s who could argue one minute and love the next.

[jaidens]

hiii could i request daniel helping a reader through period cramps because i am dying right now :')

You Lift My Feet Off The Ground You Spin Me Around You Make Me Crazier, Crazier

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : mentions of periods.. obviously | me too | i literally couldn't finish this for anything

a/n [s] : requests are open! ty for the request. also me too pookie.

The feeling envelopes you in pain and you scrunch up, thighs against your stomach as you hold onto your stomach. Your letting out small groans as it somehow gets worse, even with medicine and the heating pad that sits underneath you. It was worse on this day for some reason, cramps attacking you at every moment you lived. Daniel was working today towards his college fund after the expensive trip to Okinawa. He called you before work telling you to dress up later for the date you were going on, but you're sure you wouldn't even be able to stand up without shots of pain running through.

It's getting close to 5:30, the time Daniel gets off work and when you have planned to get ready. You groan as you attempt to sit up, your head rushing with a headache. The dress and heels mock you as they sit hung against your door. You had bought a small apartment at 19, with extra money you had saved up. So, freely, you're able to moan and groan about getting up from the warm, heated side of your bed. The cloth shorts you chose are suddenly too warm and the big, West Valley soccer team shirt hangs to your mid thigh.

Your name rings throughout the house and you let out a noise in response. Daniel pushes open your door softly, his work shirt is one button open and he sets his stuff down and walks up to you. Daniel's comforting presence surrounds you and you lay down in his chest when his arms wrap around you. “Hey.. baby, is everything okay?” He asks and you shake your head in a disagreement. “What’s happening?” You nuzzle your head in the middle of his chest, where he sprays his cologne on his shirt.

“Cramps. They've been so bad.” He kisses the temple of your head and rubs your back. “Oh baby. You should've called me, I coulda’ came home.” You disagree once more and you kiss his collarbone softly. “Brought you some flowers and chocolate for our date tonight.” Daniel says and you perk up whenever he lets you go and jumps up and grabs the hydrangeas and your favorite chocolate on the other hand. You can't help but get teary eyed at the thoughtful gift. Your period always made you more emotional, anytime you were given gifts or saw a sad ad on the television you would cry. It was inevitable. So, when Daniel sees your bottom lip pout and you suck in a few breaths, he sets the flowers down and goes to hold you once more in his embrace.

“Don’t cry honey, it's okay.” Daniel whispers softly against your ear, hand falling once more to your lower back. You're still sniffling when he pulls away and grabs the chocolates that sat at the end of your bed. He opens the package and snaps a piece off and hands it to you as you relax and lean on his shoulder. The room is quiet as the only things you can hear is, the honking of California traffic and soft chewing. For some reason, his presence has made you feel better than you were. “What can I do for you? Tell me.. I'll do anything.” Daniel asks softly and you sit up, wrap your arms around his neck, and pull him against the bed. “Just want to hold you.” You mumble quietly, your eyes feeling like bricks were hung from them.

Whatever he was doing, it was working. Daniel’s grown up in your eyes, but that mischievousness still lies in his eyes waiting to come out. However, your training thought is suddenly turned off by a sudden strike of pain. You grab your stomach and Daniel looks down in worry at your sudden movement. His hands go to your back, and start rubbing it in the places where you asked. It calmed you and your cramps as well. You weren't sure where he learned how to massage you in all the right ways, but he did, and it was quite amazing.

“Thank you.” You say and he gives a small kiss to your lips and he sits up, off of his knees. “You’re so welcome. How about we get up, take a drive, and get some of your favorite fast food?” The idea is quite pleasing to you which leads you to nod and follow him around. Your finger wraps around his belt loop and he holds you in his arms once again. It's vulnerable, the position you're in as he holds you. His lips press into your hairline and you stare into his brown eyes that have softened over time, more than they were whenever you met him.

“I love you, thank you for taking care of me.” You thank him and he smiles at you. “Don’t thank me. I wanted to do it, for you.” He hands you the milkshake and your favorite fast food order and you immediately groan whenever you dig into the food. Daniel always tried to make sure you weren't hungry and were hydrated whenever you had your cycle and other situations. It's why you loved him, whenever you couldn't do it yourself. It's quiet again while you and Daniel eat. You're watching the stars through the open convertible top, your eyes connecting the constellations. “Here, let's finish up, and we'll go home and I'm gonna hold you until we fall asleep watching television.”

You nod and kiss him quickly, deepening softly whenever your hand wraps to the back of his thick mop of black hair and pulls gently. He knew how you were during your period, and it was obvious now. “No, no baby. When we get home love.” You frown and lay back against the padded seat. Everything felt perfect, the wind running throughout you as the radio played quietly. You were excited to get home and lay in bed with Daniel and fall asleep in his hold.

[jaidens]

And Don't Try To Hide My Tears The Secrets, Or My Deepest Fears Through It All Nobody Gets Me Like You Do

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : mentions of : bullying, fighting, blood, bruises, scraps | mean girls fr. | mentions of: kissing, making out | NEED ME A DANIEL.

a/n [s] : this was requested by actually the sweetest ever!! @flyingcigarettes 🫶 ily sm too!! ty for the request, I hope this lives up to what you wanted!!

It was never supposed to happen. You, getting wrapped up in Ali and her groups tactics. You had attempted to try out for the cheerleading team for West Valley, you soon learned that the thick skin you thought you had was thinner than anything. Then, during practice, you were shoved instead of helped up or accidentally punched whenever they would jump in the air or tumble. You were made to stay after school by the coach after you had yelled and tried to pull one girl who tripped you into a girl's foot.

After practice and detention you had to walk home with scratches against your arm, a bloody nose, and sore bruises against your legs. The scratch on your forehead was fixed by the school nurse, with butterfly stitches and you held the freezing eye against it. It was late, it was 6:30 and the October wind made you extremely regret the fact you didn't bring a jacket.

Daniel had just made it to Mr. Miyagi’s house whenever he heard it: the sound of a girl crying a little bit further down the road. He told Mr. Miyagi that he was going to see what was happening, giving him a nod before running down the stairs to go to the noise. He jogged a little quicker before he saw you start to shake. Daniel had seen you around school sometimes, changing classes and during lunch. “Hey!” He shouts and he can help but wince when you turn around.

You look at him: the guy you've had a plain and childish crush on since he moved here. God, you bet you look horrible right now. The bruises on your eyes and the mascara that runs down your face. “Are you alright? What happened to you?” Daniel questions you and it can't help but hit a nerve and lets you start to cry harder than you had. He pulls you in his arms when he sees your knees shake and you get limp in his arms.

The hug is everything you've dreamed of. You can smell his cologne that smells like vanilla and musk. Daniel helps you sit down on the sidewalk, and your head is buried in his neck. You aren't sure of how his arms, and the soft muscles on his arms perfectly fit you, but they did. “I’m not okay. At all.” You had admitted to him, through tears and sobs of desperation. He hugs you tighter and it's almost taking away the deprecating thoughts the girls beat into you.

“You’re freezing. Let's get you inside.” Daniel says as he shrugs off of his jacket and wraps it around your shoulders. It helps but the coldness still nips at your exposed legs and face. You follow Daniel into a small house that immediately warms you up. An older man is watching a movie in the corner and Daniel wraps a thick blanket around you. “Thank you.” You say quietly and Daniel smiles and he pours a cup of tea and hands it to you.

“Can you tell me what happened?” Daniel sits down next to you with his hand gently resting on your arm. The touch is comforting as the warmth of everything starts to reach you as you're officially warmer than you already were. Your cheeks are hot as you finally get a better look at Daniel. His soft brown eyes are gleaming, and you smile softly. “Yeah— yeah I can. So, I tried out for cheer today and the girls were just being so mean. Calling me names, shoving and pushing me everywhere. That's how I got this.” You tell him and shrug off the sleeve and show him the bloody scratches on your arm.

His fingertips touch it and he pulls them away quickly and brings it to his chest. “That’s horrible. I'm so sorry. Those girls are assholes. Ali tried to get with me when I first moved here. Super uncomfortable.” You and him laugh together and it feels like you've known each other for forever. You've never laughed as hard as you did with Daniel as you shared food and drinks together. Your ribs start to hurt and tears in your eyes when Daniel is leaning against you, eating a sandwich.

“What if— what if we egged their house!? They live just down the street from me.” Daniel suggests it when you're at the climax of the laughing moment. Suddenly, you're jumping into an old car and going to the grocery store with 20$ and a thrill of the moment. You buy a couple dozen eggs and a pack of soda. You're sure the cashier was up to your antics as you take your stuff and bring it to Daniel’s convertible.

“You get the eggs?” He asks and you nod, setting them down and telling him the directions to make it into your neighborhood. This time he nods and starts driving while singing along to music on the radio. You're watching him and he looks much better like this, hair messy and crazy in a thick jacket under the moonlit stary night. Eventually, he turns into the neighborhood of huge houses and white-pillars everywhere. You were used to this, but clearly Daniel wasn't as he's looking around everywhere with huge saucers on his face.

Daniel opens the container and grabs an egg in his hand and chucks it at Amanda Jordan's house and it lands perfectly on the door. You both do it at the same time, hitting on the good spots of the house while laughing. Eventually, you hit Ali’s house and Daniel takes multiple and lands them on her house, her car, and the garden in the front. It feels good: the thrill of revenge.

Daniel starts driving to your house, pulling to the side and parking the car. You grab your back and open the car door. Daniel gets out as well to walk you back to your house, and his hand touches your back and you both walk up your long, expensive driveway. Daniel could tell this by the fact of the fountain in the middle of your yard, and the lights that stick up from the ground. He makes it to your porch and he stands at the bottom, such as the gentleman, with his hands crossed over the other.

“Thank you.” You say before turning around, and he thinks you look beautiful. “Thank you for doing this, Daniel.” It's a moment of desperation, as you grab his collar and give him a quick kiss. You both pull away quickly to not look at the other. “Sorry! Sorry, that was.. weird of me.” You chuckle out, while palming your sweaty hands against your shirt. You're both embarrassed, Daniel's ears are bright and red as he blankly stares at you. Quickly, Daniel runs up the steps and kisses you harshly and your hand travels to the back of his neck.

“Come inside, stay over tonight.” You say after you pull away, staring into his warm eyes. He nods and follows you inside. “I’ll have to call my mom. She said to let her know where I am.” You laugh point him to the telephone and he goes to it. You sit on the couch as your Golden Retriever, Ryder jumps on you and kisses your face. You baby talk and laugh as you play along with him until Daniel sits down next to you.

“Aw, he's really cute!” He says while Ryder moves his energy to Daniel and pushes him against the couch. You're smiling and laughing as Ryder is jumping at Daniel, and licking against his face. Daniel has his face crunched up and it's bright red. You weren't sure how quickly you were beginning to fall in love with him, but you're sure that squeezing feeling in your heart is prominent.

“Yeah– he's real cute isn't he?” You aren't sure who you're talking too, as you unconsciously scoot closer to Daniel and Ryder, reminiscing in that warmth you feel. You swear Daniel is a natural as he plays with Ryder, tossing a ball with him or scratching behind his ears. His eyes are crinkled up with excitement, a huge smile on his face, as he also baby-talks your puppy. “Hey, Daniel. Why don't we go upstairs?

“Are you sure you want me to stay over?” Daniel questions as he messes with the bottom of his bigger t-shirt. You whip your head around and look at him. “Yes, that is obviously why I invited you over. C'mon now. Let's go.” He follows you up the long, spiral staircase to your bedroom. Daniel hasn't been in such a nice house, almost getting blinded by the huge chandelier that hangs in the middle of your house.

You've always been accustomed to this life: silver spoon and large mansions that surround your neighborhood. Daniel, on the other hand, especially wasn't. In a small apartment with his mother and a road cat, he was on his own for when his mother worked double-shifts to pay for his soccer and schooling. You and him have different tastes in life, but it almost works indefinitely.

When he walks into your room, he thinks he's been punched in the face with huge walls and high ceilings. Daniel hasn't seen a king-sized bed in a long time, but yours has big sheets freshly made and pressed. “How do you even live in this? This is the size of my house!” Daniel exclaims loudly, shaking his head around as you set your stuff down in the corner of your room. You laugh and rub your hands together, and kiss your teeth. “It’s honestly almost too much for me. Too much room.” You mumble under your breath as you watch Daniel.

He's standing in front of your bed, awkwardly. You get a good look at him, underneath the dim light of your chandelier as well. It's almost beautiful as Daniel gives you that dumb, big smile of his letting his lips expose his teeth. You sit down on your bed, turn on the television with a click of your remote and lean back against your throw pillows. You pat your bed, the spot right next to you. “Hey, sit down. Don't be scared.” You tease and Daniel sits down and scoots over to you, hand snaking around your back.

“Y’know, I actually got jumped a couple times by Ali’s ex-boyfriend.” He admits and you look at him. You can't help but feel the heart strings get pulled. “What? Really?” You ask and Daniel nods while looking at his fingers as he messes with them. “That’s where I got this scar.” He lifts his thick, dark mop of hair up and you see it. It's a slash across his forehead, a thick scar and you gasp. “Oh my, Daniel! That's horrible.” You cover your mouth and he shrugs his head to the side.

He tells you about other situations that had happened, and it suddenly feels so soft. You're cuddled up in his arms, as you lay against his chest. Your leg is pulled up and across his waist. You share other events that had happened with the girls, as he was a listener ear for you while he rubbed your back. “Okay, enough for one night. Let's play some games.” You entice him when you pull out Twister and place it on your floor.

Suddenly: you're both twisting around each other and shaking as you attempt to stay up. Eventually you fall apart with Daniel crashing on top of you and laughing and you laugh as well, louder than him. Then, Daniel leans in and connects his lips against yours, crashing your teeth and lips against them. Daniel's hand goes behind your neck and holds you up while kissing you. It's warm and captivating, the feeling on his hands against your body was absolutely thrilling.

Daniel pulls away from your lips and he takes deep breaths in and out as he catches it. “Would you, wanna be my girlfriend?” He asks awkwardly and quietly, you nod quickly as you fall back into your kiss with him. “Yes, yes. Everything’s so new, but I love it!” You say and you lean against him, while gently peppering kisses across his face and nose. Giving a soft one to the scar on his forehead.

No matter how different it was, you loved it. Whatever you and Daniel were it was going to last in your head. The romantic feelings that bundled up with him, changed and suddenly it was let out into you.

[jaidens]

hiii can you please write something where daniel comforts or supports a reader who's at home dealing with chronic illness symptoms (specifically nausea)? maybe he just goes to check on her and give her a hug and take care of her 😭 i could use it rn. sorry if this is really specific or uncomfortable to write! only if you're up for it <3

Will Never See A Love As Pure As It

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : | chronic illness symptoms | nausea

a/n [s] : requests are open!! thank you for your request! I did my best to research chronic nausea or illness symptoms.

The week before had been perfectly and completely fine: and then it hit you. Suddenly, your head felt woozy and your vision would blur. You felt like you needed to throw up constantly and your stomach would churn. Daniel had known about your illness symptoms and that nausea had been there. However, on the first day, it was absolutely horrible and took over your senses.

Your parents told you to skip school whenever you tried to give up and you could barely walk down the stairs. You were contained to your bed with a trashcan right next to you. You had gotten stressed about the work you would have to do the next day at school. You had to stay in bed, but you had almost forgotten to eat and drink water all day, after you had taken a long nap.

You wake up and the nausea has only worsened. You looked at the clock on your bedside table and it was after school ended. You sit up against your wall of pillows that you have that leans against on your wall. Suddenly, you hear a gentle knock before your door opens. You look up to see your boyfriend, Daniel, standing there with two bags and a pitcher of ice water. “Hey there.” He says quietly, and closes the door behind him. Your room is dark with the windows covered with thick blinds and curtains blocking any sunlight that's peeking through the windows.

You groan at him with a small smile. You have to close your eyes when another wave of nausea runs across you. “Have you eaten today?” Daniel asks you and opens the bag to take out small foods to munch on. He pours you a cold glass of water, and holds it up to your mouth and lets you drink out of it. It's calming and relaxing as he does it, and it relaxes the constant churning feeling in your stomach.

You let out a small ‘Thank you’ and lie your head back. Daniel is sitting on the edge of your bed, his hand rested against your leg. “How are you feeling? Your mom said you were having a bad wave of nausea.” You nod and go for another sip of your ice cold water. “A little bit. How was school?” You ask him this time as you grab his hand. For some reason, Daniel always knew whenever you needed stuff and it was absolutely thrilling.

He opens a box of saltines crackers and hands it to you, letting you pull out whatever portion you think you could relax and keep down in your stomach. Once you finish munching on the crackers, you take another sip of the cold water. Daniel's presence is comforting and makes you smile the way he cares for you. He scoots up on your bed and sits down next to you. You turn your head to look at him and you drop your head on his shoulder and close your eyes.

“School was fine. Johnny was his usual self. I was worrying about you whenever I didn’t see you. Are you sure you're fine? I can go get some nausea medicine if that would help. ” Daniel answers you as he messes with the hem of his own t-shirt that you're clad in. “Can I just have a hug?” Daniel's arms wrap around you, tugging you softly into his chest. You readjust your position slowly, letting your head fall against him and practically lay on top of him.

Daniel turns on the television and turns the sound down just enough to where you can both hear it. He grabs the crackers again and holds them next to you and you take more to snack on. A bad wave of nausea passes through once more making you groan and grab your head and shut your eyes quickly. He grabs the cold water and helps you drink from it in an attempt to relax the churning in your stomach.

Daniel holds you close and gently strokes your back. Eventually, you fall asleep in his warm embrace, relaxed and happy with Daniel.

[jaidens]

I'm living off of your Daniel Larusso content rn actually I'm so in love eith him and jist your stiff of him is so cute

thank youuuuu poook 🫶🙏

[jaidens]

do you write smut for daniel larusso? i just want to make sure before i request anything :) it's alright if not!

Hi there, thanks for asking! I write smut for Daniel Larusso in Cobra Kai, but not for Karate Kid Daniel Larusso. Even if he was in his 20's, he's still a minor in the actual movies. I can write like a small makeout scene or fluff for Daniel (Karate Kid) too.

[jaidens]

i have a request for daniel larusso!! so i just got done gossiping with my friend 💞 and i was thinking… what abt gossiping with daniel? like maybe reader and daniel and having a sleepover and they’re like gossiping with eacher 😭😭 while doing like makeup or skincare 😭💞??

You Heard The Rumors From Inez

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : good ol’ gossip |

a/n [s] : thank you for the request! also gossiping is good for the soul sometimes.. [requests are open]

Daniel sometimes loved and hated his highschool.

On the good side, you went there and some of his friends did too.

On the bad side, the rumors and gossip spread like wildfire. There was barely any chance to tell anyone you were dating Daniel before it spread to everyone because you were caught holding his hand. It was easier, you told him, that you didn't have to tell people.

He never understood, why people spread rumors whenever he knew the damage of it. Especially when you're the butt of it all. He eventually got used to the rumors and sometimes it was hilarious to listen to.

You're sitting in front of your vanity, taking off your makeup (Daniel assumes) and you let out a loud gasp and turn down the mixtape Daniel made for your year anniversary. You twist around quickly before he questions what happened. “Did I not tell you what Samantha Jenkins told me yesterday?” You ask him to watch him gently shake his head no. “No you didn't baby.”

He's laying on your bed, throwing a trinket you had on your night stand. “Okay, so, basically Jessica Stevens found out that Danielle Cunningham slept with four guys while dating Freddy. And I mean, I couldn't believe it. So, I asked her. And she said, believe it or not, that's not all!” You're talking excitedly and waving your hands around in the air. Daniel sits on your bed and admires you.

“Oh yeah. Fred was air-headed last game. Danielle actually slept with that many guys? She would always go into the locker room to ‘to talk to Freddy’ that's whenever I found her and Ben in the bathroom.” Daniel tells you, pretending to shiver and gag. You laugh at his antics, “What are you putting on your face? It kinda looks like orange juice.” You laughed at his comparison of your Ten-O-Six lotion.

“It combats acne and stuff. I swear on my life by it. Okay, so she slept with Ben too? I only knew about Chase, Leon, and Tommy.” You turn your head to look at him and he nods with a weird look on his face. You close your vanity drawers after sticking everything back and you push your chair in. “You’re finally done now...” Daniel tells you holding his arms out and giving you his grabby hands. “Not can do. I'm gonna go get us face masks!”

You hear him let out a groan and you yell back, “Do it if you love me!” He stops his groaning suddenly and you give a small laugh whenever you grab your face masks from the cabinet. Once you walk back into your room, Daniel is sat up against the wall with pillows stacked up to his head.

He's messing with the channels on your television and scrolling aimlessly through them. You tell him to stop scrolling whenever you see one of your favorite movies, Secret Admirer. “Michael Ryan is so fine.” You whisper under your breath and you see Daniel cock his eye brow and give you a ‘are-you-serious?’ look. You laugh and sit down on your bed and Daniel pulls you into his lap.

His eyes are focused on your face as you get the face mask out of the tube to put it on Daniel's face. Daniel's hands go to your thighs rubbing soft circles whenever you push his hair out of his face. You apply the cold facemask onto his face he lets out a quick breath through his teeth. “Smells like lemons... mmm.”

Daniel's eyes close and you continue applying until your phone rings. You pick it up and Daniel hears a shriek on the other side. You and her talk for a couple seconds before you hang up and turn back to Daniel. “What was that baby?” He asks as he follows your face. “Steph’ just got the scoop on Angela Murphy. Apparently, she was talking smack about her best friend and they rumbled in Clarity Hills.”

You applied your mask while talking, Daniel sat and listened to things she had done to you. “She was always mean to everyone. In freshman year, she picked on me all the time. I never liked her. And hearing what she did to you? Bitchy.” Daniel laughs with you before feeling his face get tight. “The mask is making my face hurt.”

“That means it's ready! I'm gonna go ahead and pull it off okay?” He nods and closes his eyes and your hands go to his face and you start pulling it off. It comes off in one piece and he stares at it. “You pulled my face off!” Daniel jokes and you slap his shoulder gently.

You and Daniel stay there for a bit, laying and watching the movie. At the climax of the movie, you fall into a kiss with Daniel. He holds his lips before slowly deepening. The credits play and you turn the television off. “I love that movie. I saw it in theaters with Jessica and we both cried.”

You and Daniel laugh and he squeezes you tightly. “I love these nights with you. Especially the one we had after the tournament.” He teases in your ear, reminding you of the wild night you enjoyed with him on the warm Reseda night. “You tease.” You mumbled under your breath and kissed him again. “Thanks for coming over. I bet your Mom's happy.”

When you went to go look back up at him, he was asleep. You put the blanket over him and kiss him softly on his nose. “Goodnight, I love you.”

[jaidens]

hello there!!! i'd like to request something where daniel comes back home one night after painting mr. miyagi's house and he's all tired and sore and the reader sits him down and makes him rest and possibly a makeout sesh 💞

I Don't Wanna Look At Anything Else Now That I Saw You (I Can Never Look Away)

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : makeout scene | pain from soreness of muscles | massage scene tehehehehe | my boyfriend actually!! | this might be bad idrk.. I wrote it on the way to my vacation, who knows?

a/n [s] : hey there! thank you for the request!! + i have a discord server with some friends! If you are willing to join, direct message me and I can send you the information! as well as like the fandoms and things!

Daniel had told you he would be home as soon as he finished his training with Mr. Miyagi.

Now, you expected him to be home around five, however whenever he walked in at eleven-thirty slathered in dried paint and a pair of ruined jeans. You couldn't say you weren't surprised that he was on the edge of sleeping while standing. Daniel was holding on to his shoulder and groaning slightly whenever he moved. He throws his backpack on the floor and falls into your arms and smiles in your embrace. “Danny, how was practice?” He peaks his eyes at you and lays back down. “He made me paint his house and stain wood. I don't think I can feel my arms or legs.” You laugh gently and run your hand through his mop of hair.

He tries to get up and you pull him down and make him lay down on the couch. “No. You're obviously too sore to do anything. Let me go get my massage oil, baby. You need to relax.” Daniel smiles at you and you can barely see his eyes peeking through his long lashes. He has bags under his eyes and he's about to fall asleep right there. You appear from the hallway holding a bottle of oil and a pillow. “Baby, lemme put the pillow under your head. It'll help your neck.” He nods and you pull his head up and stick the pillow under.

Daniel sinks into the couch and into the pillow. He's absolutely exhausted and you can tell. Whatever other activities Mr. Miyagi was sticking Daniel in, making the hyperactive teen sleepy and irritated. You frowned slightly at his discomfort and soft groans he let out whenever you grabbed his arm. “I'm sorry, I'm just gonna rub the knots out of your arm, I can't almost feel them.” He responds with scattered speech and a slow nod.

You begin rubbing and you see his eyebrows furrow together and start to relax. His face contorts into different ways as he gets the knots rubbed out of his arms and legs. After a few minutes, he sits up and grins at you. “Can you get my shoulders and chest? They hurt too.” He asks you gingerly, and stares into your eyes. “Of course I can. Anything else that might hurt I can.” He unbuttons the tan shirt he's wearing and puts it on the floor.

Daniel's smaller and lankier than the rest of the boys in your grade, and you would have to agree with that. Daniel didn't have washboard abs, or a height over six-foot, but you still were madly in love with how he looked. However, he still can't help but make you get warm and tingly inside whenever he gets undressed. He has some build to him, mostly around his arms and back that makes you wanna rub your hands across them.

Daniel was sweet and kind, much better than the Cobra’s that crowded the hallways and attacked the girls around them. You were understandably worried about Daniel wanting to do karate, especially after what Ali told you what Johnny did to Daniel on the beach. He promised you he would never, and it was only for protection, never for situations that didn't need to include karate.

You weren't sure how painting and staining wood played into karate, but you just shrugged it off. You were pushing against his shoulder and tugging on certain parts. His eyes were rolled back into his head and he was giggling slightly. You're getting uncomfortable yourself as your back is twisted in a weird position. “Aw shit. My back is killing me. Give me a second.” You go to adjust your back with a quick snap of your body and you moan out. “Okay. I'm good now.”

You go to massage him again until he pulls you into his arms and he pushes you into his lap. “This’ll be better.” His ears are a dark red and he's finally waking up slowly. His eyes are still relaxed and he's smiling at you. You continue to rub and massage his tan skin. His hands are on your thighs, slowly rubbing them. “You always treat me so well..” The Jersey accent is thick as he draws his hand up to your face and his thumb strokes gently on your cheek. Your hand goes to his as it sits on your face. “I will always take care of you.”

Daniel leans closer into you, pulling you forward in his lap. His lips glide against yours and you smile in his embrace. He's kissing you and your hands slide into his hair and pull on it gently. He tastes like Sprite and sweet candy, and he slowly deepens the soft kiss you were holding with him. The air thickens with rapid touching and lip smacking. Daniel has always been moving quickly, never slowing down in his life. For some reason, everything feels slow as Daniel soaks in the moment.

He always had trouble expressing his emotions until they bottled up and he would yell and have a tantrum. You had slowly been fixing that by making him talk about school or work, in hopes that him talking with play into his feelings. Surprisingly, he has gotten better with it. And if anything, he would let out his feelings in harsh kisses and hugs he doesn't realize are too hard. So, the thought that he's relaxed and is slowly kissing you, is a surprising new fact.

You pull away from him and he's smiling. “You always treat me so well.” Daniel says once again, kissing you quickly once more. He lays back against the couch and pulls you down with him. You're in his arms and you're in-between the cape of his neck. You kiss gently on his neck and he hugs you tightly and pecks the top of your head. “I love you. And, you gotta tell Mr. Miyagi to teach you some karate to get sore again.” Daniel laughs and squeezes you. “I love you too. However, I would be sore a million times if you tell me that's how it ends.”

[jaidens]

hi :) if you're comfortable with it, could you write daniel supporting a reader struggling with body image? i'm just having a hard time tonight being nice to myself about the way i look and it would really comfort me <3 no pressure & no worries if not since i know it can be a touchy subject ! thanks 🤍

And When I Break, It's In A Million Pieces

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : self-talk abt \ image | crying | my overall warning is if this topic may upset anyone in any way, you get this warning and you don't have to read it.

a/n [s] : hey sweetheart! I'm fully comfortable with anything besides obvious triggers. we all have hard nights and I want you to remember you're beautiful/handsome in every way. Now here's some Danny.

You were trying.

That's all you recognized about your feelings.

Nobody's way of healing is the exact same as everyone else's, and that's what you told yourself. However, the damned mirror that stood in front of you, pulling you to nitpick at yourself. It started off simple, hand running across certain parts of your face that you didn't particularly enjoy about yourself.

Then it escalated to seeing spots that nobody would have noticed, but you did. Your mom would always mention how observant you were whenever you were younger. Who knew it would follow you to your middle school and highschool years of your life?

Daniel had an idea about your feelings. He caught you crying under the bleachers one day and he held you until everything felt better. That's what you wished you had right at this moment. Tears prick your vision, blurring out the figure in the mirror.

Then, it suddenly hits you, Daniel was coming over soon for a movie night. Your room is a mess with clothes you tossed on the floor. A small knock churns through your door and you speak out a quick, “Who is it?!” You hear a small cough and out follows, “Daniel, baby! I brought the snacks you wanted…!”

You smile at the door and tell him to come in, which he quickly follows and throws the various snacks and candy on your bed. He walks up behind you and runs his hands on your arms. “How are you doing? I heard your Ma say that you weren't feeling the best.” Daniel's lip gently kisses behind your ear, making you smile softly and out your head on his shoulder.

“Oh. It was nothing. I just had a small cold.” Daniel nods and you turn out of his arms to grab the remote. The TV is playing Sixteen Candles, a movie you saw with Daniel on your eighth month anniversary. Inherently, you would have squeezed into Daniel's arms and held onto him as tight as possible.

However, now how you had seen yourself, you decided to stay a few inches apart from him with your legs pulled to your chest. Thirty minutes into the movie, Daniel noticed something was off. The way you pulled your body closer together and felt the lump pull back into your throat again.

He gives you your favorite pack of candy, but you only take two bites and throw it to the side. It's unusual for you, but he shrugged it off. He knows that you might still be a little sick. He lays closer to you, head on your arm and you scratch his dark brown hair. He's paying attention to the screen and you, smiling at both whenever he looks around.

The movie ends, the credits rolling across the screen whenever he flicks your lamp on. He sits up, getting closer to you. “You seem off,” Daniel tells you, hand falling gently against your thigh, rubbing against the shorts you were clad in. You knew the real Daniel. The Daniel that held onto you and cried after Johnny ridiculed him just enough. The Daniel that went in the middle of the road to save a kitten and raised it. “Are you sure you're feeling okay? Not just sickness wise.”

Your breath hitches in your throat, and you try and swallow down the lump that makes everything feel worse. The tears that pool up again are prominent as you try to let out some words. “I—I have been having some trouble..” Quietly calls from your mouth, tears getting heavy and falling from your eyes. “Do you actually think I look good? Be honest.” You ask him, staring into the brown eyes that begin darting across your face to admire it.

“You want me to be honest?” Daniel asks while his tongue darts out to lick his lips. “I think you're the prettiest thing ever. You're hot. Definitely hot. And ya’ got these gorgeous eyes that make me swoon.” You smile at him gently and connect your lips against his parted ones. His hand falls on your neck before you both pull away. “You know, when I lived in Jersey, I used to get picked on a whole lot by this guy named Tony. I let myself get down by it and Ma would have to carry me home because I tried to punch him. Not the best idea. That was the second time I got my ass kicked by someone.”

You laugh slightly before laying further in his arms. You kiss him again, getting closer to him. “I just, compare myself to everyone else. Especially in all those magazines. I read them and see the girls with the long legs and they're as tiny as barbie dolls. I just can't help thinking that I'm not your type.” You admitted to him as you wrapped your arms against your stomach again.

“You are definitely my type. I think you're real beautiful. I always love your outfits and the way you need to stare at every item you see in the mall. You're my favorite person in the whole world. Mr. Miyagi asked me one day, “Daniel-San, have you ever been in love?” and I told him you were the one I was gonna marry, y'know.” His confession makes you melt in his arms. Daniel wasn't the best at explaining his feelings, and you had recognized that early one. So, the way he was talking was new to you.

“You’re so sweet. Always making m’ feel so good. I love you, Danny.” You tell him, feeling his arms wrap around you. “I love you too beautiful. Now, can you scratch my hair again. That makes me feel so tired.” He asks you, giving his head to you and laying in your arms.

You know you can always count on Daniel to make you feel better on bad days. However, now he knows how to take care of you better and the right things to say to you.

[jaidens]

gossiping with daniel larusso 🫶🏻🫶🏻 like maybe he’s staying over for the night and u guys are like watching a movie and then all the sudden u start spilling all the tea 😭😭

I also used this to play into this one! [ https://www.tumblr.com/daniellarussoo/722034732973637632/i-have-a-request-for-daniel-larusso-so-i-just?source=share ]

[jaidens]

Ya still taking request?

Yes! I will constantly have my asks + submissions open! Unless stated otherwise!

[jaidens]

Are your requests open and if so would you like me to dm you or put them in here?

My requests are open! I usually check my DMs and Ask boxes everyday so either one works!

[jaidens]

i love ur taylor swift fic titles 😭😭 they’re so perfect

Thank you!! I mean Taylor Swift is my wife and my mother so it kinda works. She also has a song for everything.

[jaidens]

Ffn doesn't have a button to luck your stories. The same as wattpad. That's why i post mine on tumblr lol

That's probably smarter to do. If anything, Fanfiction.Net is actually super sketchy.

[jaidens]

Yw, and i thank you for the warning. Do you know anything about fanfiction net? Because i have some stories there too... Idk how to hide em tho

It isn't possible to hide your stories on Fanfiction.Net from scraping, and in general. ( https://m.fanfiction.net/topic/9522/156001078/Making-stories-invisible ) From a simple Google search, I found a website on the name “Github” which had a program to scrape on Fanfiction.Net.

My only advice is to be careful and aware that there will always be a chance of Ai stealing writing from everywhere.