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@winetalking
pinned post & doc coming soon but this is kt from @taughtbalance xo
mandy’s full name is officially amanda jo larusso nee. stevens, and a privileged few can get away with calling her aj
@flipsscript gets a mother - in - law starter <3
amanda couldn’t sleep, and as much as she liked to think it was the baby keeping her up at night, she knew it was likely everything else happening around them. the karate war was far from over, and amanda was starting to wonder if it would ever be over. she just wanted her husband to finally be able to move on from the demons that haunted him. she didn’t want her kids to wake up thirty years from now still holding a grudge against their high school karate rivals. it was all too much, and she had been in a constant state of stress and worry about everything since daniel her husband reopened the dojo. even when things were good, she couldn’t help but feel like everything was going to get bad again. that her house was going to get broken into again, or her daughter was going to get attacked again, or her son. it was never ending.
when she couldn’t sleep, amanda usually ended up in the kitchen. it was probably her favourite room in the house, though that was usually due to her husband spending so much time cooking in there. she loved watching him do what he loved. but sometimes, late at night, she just needed a quiet place to think. or not think. or eat a midnight snack. she grabbed a box of cereal and poured it into a bowl with some milk and had just taken her first bite when she heard a floorboard creak. she tried to ignore the chill running down her spine ( the alarm system did nothing to calm her nerves ) and whisper - shouted, “you’re supposed to be sleeping,” pointing a spoon in the direction of whoever the other insomniac in the house was.
@winetalking
so it’s common knowledge that her dad’s usually doing the cooking around here. but it’s mother’s day & he had an early morning at the dealership, so naturally, she’s taking on the responsibility of starting off her mom’s day right. now, she’s been the sous-chef at dinner time before, but never really at breakfast. all she knows is there had better be biscuits & gravy on that tray she plans on bursting in her parents’ bedroom with. she gets the biscuits done pretty quickly. the baking part she’s got down. the gravy part ? she may or may not have watched a youtube video to get it right. nothing looks burnt when she’s done & it smells kind of good, so there are slim chances of food poisoning. everything is set up nicely on the tray, cup of coffee to go with it & a small bowl of mixed berries on the side before she goes to gently tap on the door & walk inside, bright smile on her lips. “ good morning, super mom ! ” she greets playfully, pushing the door closed with her foot before making her way closer. “ room service ? ”
amanda didn’t know if it was her pregnancy brain or what, but she could have almost sworn she was smelling something cooking, which couldn’t be because it had been a while since her husband had kissed her goodbye and headed to the dealership. she really thought she was imagining it until the door opened and the smell of biscuits and gravy ( her favourite ! ) wafted in. “good morning to you, super stellina,” she replied, sitting up right in the bed. she took in the sight in front of her and couldn’t hide the grin from her lips . . . or the growl from her stomach. “that was this little bambino,” she teased, patting the bed next to her. “i hope you brought enough for two, because if that’s for me then you’re going to join me for a little mother daughter date,” she insisted. “you did all this yourself?” she asked, a little surprised. she knew her daughter knew how to cook, daniel made sure of that . . . but she couldn’t recall samantha ever making biscuits and gravy before.
@cobrafight gets mom squad in-laws
brunch was . . . nice. it was very uneventful, but in the best way. she had grown so accustom to karate war drama interfering with every aspect of her life that she forgot what it was like to have a nice little quiet brunch with family. daniel took the early shift at the dealership so she didn’t have to go in, and amanda got to enjoy a lovely meal with her son, daughter, future son - in - law and his mother. amanda and vivian had always orbited around each other without forming any real friendship. they lived in the same neighborhood and their kids were the same age, but all they ever did was exchange pleasantries and make small talk. now she was wondering why they never made more of an effort to try to be girl friends.
“mmm, love you too,” she replied, kissing her daughter’s cheek and waving back to hawk ( yeah, she never thought her daughter would date a boy that called himself The Hawk ) before settling back on the couch opposite vivian. she watched the kids leave, then leaned closer to vivian. “you don’t think they’re married, do you? they didn’t secretly run of to vegas to elope?” she asked, only like ninety eight percent joking. she lifted her ( non - alcoholic ) drink to her lips and took a sip before adding, “i thought i would be older when i had a grandbaby. —grand fur baby,” she blurted out the correction. “she’s not— i’m pregnant, not my teenage daughter.”
if your muse doesn’t have a motherly figure, amanda is their mom now ❤️
DANIEL LARUSSO & AMANDA LARUSSO COBRA KAI SEASON 1 EPISODE 6
@teachbalance:
“REALLY, IS THAT WHAT WE ARE GETTING FROM ALL I SAID?“ it had been a very long winded rant about terry silver and john kreese. she is probably tired of hearing him speak of them but this time there had been no bottle cap on himself, maybe it helped that it was just the two of them at last, and he was allowed to talk without without feeling he is burdening his children. he removes his tie rather forcefully mid rant as he spoke, hands on his hips the moment he finished. eyebrows raise in amusement though, and his lips curve into a knowing smile. “gonna kiss me now? since i’m so hot and all, you know. i think i deserve one from my hotter wife.“
from five words sentence starters - @winetalking
“i had to get your attention somehow,” she countered, hands placed on her hips as she looked at him from across the room. she was only half kidding. she had tried to join the conversation a few times, but realized quickly that it was more of a rant than a conversation, daniel was talking at her not to her. he was upset, and she understood his frustrations with kreese and silver, she really did. but she was trying to teach him how to leave the karate war at the dojo instead of letting it consume him night and day. the distraction worked and she couldn’t keep a straight face for very long before matching his smile with one of her own. “maybe i am,” she replied, already talking toward him. “oh, you do have a hot wife,” she agreed. “—but my husband is the hottest guy in the valley,” she boasted. “i’m a lucky girl,” she said, leaning in. “and you are a very lucky man,” she added only a breath before their mouths met for a kiss.
i need to stop neglecting the queen fsjdhfdsfs tomorrow is amanda day <3
GILMORE GIRLS REWATCH ↳ “Application Anxiety” (3x03)
@winetalking
me and @defensiveness are doing hot girl shit*
𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑. ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ʟᴀʀᴜꜱꜱᴏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴀʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ꜰʀᴀɴᴄʜɪꜱᴇ/ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ ᴋᴀɪ. ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅɪᴀ. ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅɪᴀ.
wait, don't you want your card reading ? you paid for it. would you please put your right hand on the deck ? hmm. okay. thank you. PAST. PRESENT. FUTURE. what does that mean ? well, you know, they really mean whatever you want them to mean. well, you know . . . DESTRUCTION. destruction ? yeah. commonly. AGONY, INDECISION, MISERY. christ. so i lose again ? okay, great. no. not necessarily. because, you see, this golden horizon behind the storm clouds, that could be something.
you may not have given the orders, or gotten rich off the soaring stock prices like your superiors, but you didn’t blow the whistle. and you could have saved so many lives. including your own.
KISSING MEME PROMPTS:
kiss prompts for starters and/or drabbles. feel free to make changes as you see fit. enjoy ! <3
hand kiss.
cheek kiss.
neck kiss.
back kiss.
forehead kiss.
ear kiss.
nose kiss.
shy kiss.
happy kiss.
surprise kiss.
angry kiss.
crying kiss.
rough kiss
soft kiss.
quick kiss.
platonic kiss.
jealous kiss.
first kiss.
last kiss.
clumsy kiss.
uninterested kiss.
blown kiss.
awkward kiss.
drunk kiss.
bloody kiss.
sensual kiss.
dying kiss.
secret kiss.
teasing kiss.
against the wall kiss.
alleyway kiss.
rain kiss.
before bed kiss.
goodbye kiss.
‘i’m sorry’ kiss.
‘i missed you’ kiss.
‘good morning’ kiss.
‘goodnight’ kiss.
i am once again reminded in this chilis tonight that hawk had no adult really have his back in 4 whole seasons ✌️
you’re my son (in-law) now <3
send “…didn’t know where else to go…”
for your muse to show up at my muses doorstep one night during a thunderstorm, shivering, bleeding & soaking wet.