Ralph and Billy are itching to kiss each other. So why not make Daniel and johnny have an accidental kiss that brings out so many unresolved feelings they have for each other?
It’s good to know that ralph had different vision of how Daniel larusso would turn out versus the daniel we know now. It’s just something things feel off and as a fan you feel like that’s not what daniel we knew would do but the deed is done if that makes sense.
I also like to note that I did not know til now that ralph’s last name is pronounced differently than most people pronounce it. It’s like Ariana grande again as her last name is not pronounced like the spanish word “grande.”
I actually enjoyed that family therapy scene as they should’ve went deeper into it.
At first, Daniel and Amanda weren’t so sure about Vanessa because of her being more “like louie than louie” but she simply proved them wrong.
From the scene, you get Daniel who is willing to accept that they’re not the perfect, attentive parents they think to Anthony. Amanda is more on the denial side and getting defensive. If they were to go to a child therapist, it’s possible they would be acting the same way they are because no parent or guardian wants to face the truth whether they are the great parents or not. Vanessa just told them how it was as they are neglectful when it comes to Anthony that he resorts to electronics and possibly hang with the wrong crowd.
Her writing on the pad was a test to see if they were willing to admit their faults as a parent and they failed.
Side note: Julia macchio looks so similar to ralph as I hope we get to see her more in this series.
I was killing time on Youtube and I can’t decide which I love more, Ralph Macchio staring straight into my soul in a Bubble Yum ad or Billy Zabka being confused by soap scum.
I also love 16 year old baby Billy being intimidated by b00bs.
I am so glad to have found people who love Robby and don’t outright blame him for Miguel’s injury. I am very mad that they used Robby in such a storyline, and seeing the promo for season 3, him being in juvie sucks.
Miguel’s character has been so wish washy since the day we met him, but Robby has been consistent in his change up until the last episode of season 2 (he was literally trying to breakup the fight before Miguel showed up). So, for none of the characters to note that and show him some care is honestly very telling of their characteristics. Especially Tory and Sam.
Is it really a redemption arc if your character was butchered in one episode? Well whatever it is, I wish the best for Robby and will support his growth all season 3 ❤️
— can you do an outsiders reaction where the reader has too much on their plate (work, school, etc.) and their SO asks them if they’re ok and the reader just bursts out crying from stress?
i did add a couple different sceneries! because i didn’t want to write the same thing for each of them, but it all has the same feel to it!! xx
your boss decided to call you into work last minute. it’s only been a few hours since you returned home. which means you haven’t even gotten enough sleep to feel replenished. you wished so badly to tell him no, but he’s extremely hard headed and strict. especially towards the woman that work for him. and, you know you could use the extra money, as you’re putting on your uniform you can’t help but feel a sense of tiredness, it’s so overwhelming it makes you start to feel weak at the knees. you immediately call out for darry.
“what’s wrong y/n?” he asks worriedly.
“i-i’m just so tired,” you cry out. “i feel like my boss never wants me to have a break.”
you sit in the chair that rests in front of your vanity. you’ve never felt this exhausted in your entire life. darry takes notice at your weakened state, he hates to see you so worn out. it’s not normal for you to lack energy, you’re the most bubbly person he knows.
“okay, lets lay you down,” darry slides his arms under your legs and carries you over to your shared bed. you’re more than capable of walking yourself, but you don’t complain.
“just take a nap and rest awhile you need it more than anyone.”
“no,” you struggle to escape his strong hold. “i can’t i have to go to work.”
“not today, you’re not goin’ in i don’t care if i have to go talk to your boss myself,” he pulls the blanket over you tucking you in warmly. “rest now.”
“thank you, darry.”
you’ve been working towards your masters degree in psychology for the past two years. you’re so close to being done but it’s so much work and the assignment you were just assigned is crazy difficult and time consuming, you try to push yourself to get more done before bed, but eventually your hands start to cramp from the all the typing, your muscles ache from the hours of sitting at your desk. soda comes into your room when he gets home from work. he’s immediately concerned when he sees you hunched over with your head in your hands.
“y/n…” he questions. “you alright?”
it doesn’t take much for you to break. all the stress finally came piling down on you.
“hey,” soda kneels down lifting your chin so he can see your face. “relax.”
“there’s so much pressures on me,” you vent. “this assignment is impossible.”
“nothing’s impossible for you,” he reassures. “you can do anything. i just think you need a break.”
“yeah i definitely do, will you lay with me for awhile?”
“of course i will,” he smiles shyly.
you anxiously walked up the tall stairs into your HS, today was the day of your history presentation. this is what you’ve been dreading for the past week. public speaking wasn’t at all something you were comfortable with or liked doing, and it doesn’t help that you aren’t friends with anyone in your class, well besides ponyboy. he’s the only one you speak to.
you meet him in the hallway, putting your book bag and unneeded things in your locker. ponyboy noticed your hands shaking as you closed the door.
“you scared about this whole history thing huh?”
“uh- a little,” you shrug trying to hide your nerves.
“you’ll be fine,” he tries to reassure you.
but before you can walk away you can already feel the familiar stinging sensation starting to build up in your eyes, your heart rate accelerates, you feel like you’re drowning and can’t reach the surface.
“i can’t breathe,” you say as sheer panic overtakes your body.
pony’s face softenes. he grabs your hand dropping his books, taking you into the nearest closet.
“shh just look at me okay?”
you nod focusing all your attention on him. he runs his fingers through your hair while wiping a few tears away from your eyes. you take slow steady breathes. this isn’t the first time he’s had to help you get over a panic attack. once your breathing gets back to normal again, you feel like you’re finally ready to go to class.
“okay,” you breathe. “let’s go.”
“ uh we’re gonna need a late pass… unless you want to spend the end of the day in detention.”
you look down at your watch noticing you’re about six minutes late to history.
“damn it!”
it’s been a busy night at the movie theater. you’ve tried your best to fill everyone’s orders while also working the cash register. your boss previously complained about how many workers there are on each shift so he cut back. sadly this leaves you to try and get so many things done at once. the stress of it all is starting to really affect you, but you can’t quit. you need this job more than anything right now so you can afford to get books for school.
even though your boss a jerk you do somewhat like this job, you’re a people person so seeing familiar faces every week puts you in a good mood, but every now and then you’ll get a disrespectful customer. this time it was a group of boys, you recognize some of them from the college you attend.
“what shit movies are playing tonight?” one of them asks while skimming through the candy.
“can you read? look at the boards outside..” you try your best to keep your cool.
“i don’t think you employees are allowed to talk to us paying clients like that,” his demeanor quickly shifts.
“hey we gotta problem here,” you hear a voice from behind the guys. knowing immediately who it is.
they quickly scurry off, as dallas pushes himself to the front of the line.
“you okay doll?”
“i am now,” you say softly as you wipe just a single tear from your cheek. you didn’t really care about the boys but it never feels good to be embarrassed at your place of work.
“don’t let those jerk offs make you cry.”
you nod and sneak in a quick kiss before dal leaves.
“why can’t he do it this time! i’m going to be late!” you argue. your parents have asked you to clean the house again for the third time this week, and you normally don’t have a problem with helping out but your brother has been sitting in his room playing video games all day and you need to be somewhere. you feel like they always pick you at the most inconvenient times, and the worst part is johnny is waiting for you outside, you’d hate to make him wait.
“your brother is sick and slow! it would take him an hour to even sweep the kitchen,” you mom says as she puts her coat on.
“he’s not sick! he’s playing video games!”
“do it y/n! or you and johnny won’t be going anywhere tonight,” you dad warns as he slams the door behind him leaving you in a mess.
“WHATEVER!”
you collapse on the couch, breaking out into a full on crying fit. it feels like your parents are punishing you. johnny must have heard your cries from the front porch because without knocking he opens the front door, approaching you slowly.
“hey you okay?” his asks trying to help but this only makes it worse.
your cries get louder and johnny is completely stunned. he’s never seen you this emotional. you’re almost positive he’s going to think your absolutely insane after tonight.
“my parents hate me!” you say dramatically.
“i don’t think that’s true.”
“they are always making me clean things or do everyone’s chores,” you sigh. “we can’t leave until i sweep and mop all the floors.”
“well i’ll help ya,” johnny offers.
“really?!”
“yeah, but we better get started…” he pulls you up from the couch bringing his jacket sleeve up to your eyes so he wipe your tears away.
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“i get that ma’am but i don’t have the receipt.”
“then i’m sorry hun…we can’t exchange it.”
you were trying to get a new shirt for two-bit. the one that you previously ordered had came in to small. but since you ordered it off the store website you didn’t have a paper receipt, and your order wasn’t showing up on their computers, which made you frustrated.
“so there’s no way i can get a new one? or even just get my money back?” you question.
“i’m sorry,” the cashier shakes her head obviously uncomfortable with the situation.
you don’t respond, instead you leave the shirt on the counter and walk out. it might not be a huge deal for some people but you didn’t have a lot of money. and you were out 25$, with nothing to show for it. when you get home two-bit is lazily slumped over the arm rest of the couch, drinking a beer.
“hey baby where’d you sneak off to?”
“the clothing store down town…”
“what’s up? you seem upset?” he asks lifting himself up from the couch.
your shoulders slump down as you bring your heads up to cover your face.
“wow wow don’t cry! sorry for askin.”
“no it’s not that,” you tell him. “they wouldn’t let me exchange your shirt today.”
“and that’s what you’re cryin over?” two-bit laughs wrapping his arms around your frame. “it’s fine.”
“i just wanted you to have something special.”
“you’re all i need y/n.”
steve had decided last minute to stop and get gas at the DX before the two of you finish your date. this annoyed you a little since you tell him every morning to just fill up while he’s at work, i mean makes sense right? but with his forgetful nature it’s hard to keep him on track with things. when you pull into the gas station it’s pretty empty, only one car parked along the gas lineup. steve steps out to pump and you go into the store to pay. when you walk in you’re met with a very rude and arrogant man who pushes you aside so he can be helped first at the register.
“excuse you sir?” you’re taken aback. “i was in line first.”
he laughs not offering you a response. the lady working the register meets your gaze and mouths “i’m sorry” in your direction. she must not be a very confrontational person, which you understood.
“i’m only paying for gas it won’t take long,” you add hoping the man will let you go since steve is waiting outside in the freezing weather.
“not my problem, you got somewhere to be?”
“actually yes, i do.”
“dressed like that?” the man scoffs. laughing as he scans up and down your body.
you might not have name brand clothes like him, but they weren’t dirty or disgusting looking. as he hands the lady his credit card to pay you can’t help but hang onto his cruel insult. right before you’re about to storm out the doors, steve runs right into you, latching on tightly to both sides of your arms. you lean your head into his chest.
“hey what’s goin’ on?”
you wrap your arms around his waist, crying softly as you reply the mans insult over in your mind.
“that man he-he was being a complete jerk!”
“what did he do?! huh did he hurt you!” steve becomes more aggressive.
you shake your head.
he takes out a handkerchief from his pocket and wipes your eyes gently, while also trying not to smear your eye makeup. you laugh at his sweet gesture.
“you’re the best,” you lift onto your tiptoes placing a small kiss on his forehead.
“i know,” he smirks. “now let’s go outside before that jackass leaves i wanna give him a piece of my mind.”
Johnny needs to learn how to take compliments and not read too much into them. Karate Kid 2 AU part 7 SKOOOWEE!!! I love Kumiko so much, she’s just so sweet and care free and such a good counterpart to Daniel! I really feel like if the three of them hung out, Kumiko and Daniel would tease the hell out of Johnny just to fluster him! Kumiko teasing is sweet though, she’d just compliment you until your heart explodes and not think twice about it!
I am stuck on this current comic because i need to redraw a bunch of panels but here is some side art that I did this week! get those smooches Daniel, you earned em!
PART 5 of KARATE KID 2 AU HAHAHAH!!! Halfway through making this my computers fan broke and my computer crashed and I lost like half of my work and I had to redraw the dirt bike panels twice which killed my arm! But here we are! Act one is finally over and act two has begun lol! We’re going to Japan b*tches! I also just restocked my Lawrusso valentines day stickers and put in another order for 10 of the Headphones Lawrusso stickers! I’m so glad you guys liked them!!! This week has been totally bonkers!
