#johnny Lawrence my beloved

[johnnysbl0ndehair]

more jealous Johnny please <3

You have no idea what this means to me♥️🐍

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who can't stand others looking at what's his

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who always has to hold your hand when you're out so others get the hint

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who only trusts the other Cobras to be alone with you

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who once got in a fight with your lab partner just because he asked if he could go over to your house to study

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who lets you know that he doesn't want you around Daniel

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who's just really hurt and scared you'll leave him

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who was so happy when he found out you were coming to the tournament because you got to see him fight

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who makes it very clear that you two are dating..and since he told them all of the other boys seem too scared to talk to you

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who has Bobby or Jimmy sit next to you in any classes you don't have together

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who gets so pissed off knowing all the other boys look at you

Jealous! Johnny Lawrence who knows they won't try anything though because they're too scared♥️

[soupforsoup]

Daniel: omg Johnny hi!!! It's been so long how are you?? I've missed you we should catch up!! Here's your free car repair and bonsai tree queen😊👑🌳💖

Johnny: *trying to explode Daniel with his mind*

[skyf0ckz]

[honeymacchio]

My favourite doll !!

[eightyfours]

👊JOHNNY👊

[idontknowkaratebutiknowcrazy]

Daniel’s best looks

Day 23: Season 04 Episode 02

You’re welcome

*Bonus: Sleeveless Johnny

[i-am-literal-nightmare-fuel]

so I tend to write when I am not meant to be, so it’s 12 AM, let’s write some angst.

(Short fic under cut, nothing nsft (unless you count one day of the word sex as nsft, then 🤷‍♀️) about it I just put it under a cut)

Johnny never did well with feelings. The cobra’s could barely get a word about he he felt out of him but they did try their hardest, to no avail. Laura dropped him off at a therapist one time and one time only after he snuck out when the therapist wasn’t paying attention, causing Laura to get a very panicked call right when Johnny showed up on the doorstep. That was an argument that Johnny did not win.

Karate was always sort of an outlet for Johnny, a way to get all that anger and stress out there and away from him only for it to come flooding back when he saw LaRusso holding hands with the girl who was meant to be his girlfriend. He never did like Daniel for that reason, among others.

Ali was supposed to be his, so it hurt knowing she wasn’t, or that’s what he told himself. In reality, Johnny was happy knowing that someone was taking care of Ali properly, treating her how he should have. He didn’t have a good relationship to model off of, so their relationship was about as rocky as Sid and his mother’s but he doesn’t let that excuse how he treated her. He guesses that’s one of the reasons he get’s so angry about Daniel being with Ali, because seeing her being in a relationship and being happy makes him happy for her and Johnny doesn’t want that. He knows how bad that sounds, but he doesn’t want to see her happy with somebody else, let alone be okay with it.

Girls have always been infatuated with Johnny and he’s never quite understood it until he got to know them. The reasons range from his popularity, to the ‘I have a hot boyfriend’ card or his family’s money. Occasionally he gets some fucked up girl who wants people to be afraid of her, so she pulls the scary guy but aside from that, it’s always those first three. He’s been used for almost everything teenage girls can use boyfriends for. Money, revenge, popularity, bragging rights, trying to get their ex back, covering insecurities, sex. He’s been there, done that with a lot of the girls in this hell of a school and every single one of them pulls more energy from him.

There went a time before Ali came along that the Cobra’s had to come to Johnny’s house to drag him to school, Bobby couldn’t bear the sight of his best friend laying in bed, blank expression, used like a doll and discarded like one too. And that was when he needed karate more than ever, he’d show up 3 hours early to start training some days. He was motivated because he was hurting, and that was his outlet.

and then Ali came along.

Johnny had expected another girl who wanted some sick revenge on her boyfriend or to make herself look hotter, something of the like. Sure, he had always had his eyes set on Ali but it was different when he approached her. When he approached her, he was in control instead of her. He hated not being in control.

Ali was way out of what Johnny thought was his league, but she wanted to be with him and that somewhat terrified Johnny. He was so afraid he’d mess up, make her cry and she’d never come back. That maybe it was all a big joke on him, he’d had that happen once. But no, Ali liked Johnny and she liked him for him, he’d never had that happen so it was a shock to the system. He’d liked her for a long time and she actually liked him too, like heaven on earth.

Then the fights started and Johnny realised that he didn’t know what a healthy relationship was, Sid and Laura weren’t a good example, his past with girls wasn’t either. He tried to make up with her the way that he saw people do it on TV, buying gifts or half assed apologies because he didn’t know how to say what he meant but the fights just got more frequent until Ali snapped.

“That’s IT! I’m done with you!” Johnny would never forget feeling like he’d been stabbed when she said that, gasping at air he couldn’t get down but still remaining statue still. “Every. Single. Day! You’re not even good at apologising! Writing a half assed letter and buying me a fancy gemstone ring doesn’t magically make it better, Johnny!” He’d exceeded his allowance with those gifts by a lot, praying that Sid had enough money that he wouldn’t notice. But Ali had been right and she always was.

“I’m not good at apologising.”

At some point he remembers uttering those words to himself sitting on a cliff edge with the Cobra’s and some beer after a fight between himself and Bobby that had split the Cobra’s into two groups, Tommy on Bobby’s side, Dutch on Johnny’s and Jimmy who didn’t really know what to do. He always found something to fight over, with anyone. Hell, he’d had a fight with his mom not long before she passed. He’d fight anyone, over anything, at any time only because it made him feel like he was winning something when he won the argument.

Sure, he won the all valley twice, but he lost to Daniel. Sure, he had more girlfriends than most people he knew in high school, but he lost the only one he loved. He’s had a lot of things, And he’s lost them too. He’d never complain, of course.

after all he put everyone else through? He’d never let himself complain.

[judahlux]

Noooooo my poor bby.

I rlly love Johnny, i bet if he had never met Kreese, he would be a such kind boy. A nerd one and Daniel would be his bff. My poor baby deserved the entire world. I would have loved to see him in the other two movies, I feel like they wasted all that potential and maybe he wouldn't be such a jerk as an adult but I still love him.

🥺

(x)

[pinkgrapefloyd]

wip word game

tagged by the amazing @zannolin! tysm!

Rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word. my word was RUIN.

R (little excerpt from Ruin My Life (anti hero sequel). in this household, R is for Robby <3 have a little snippet of the miyagi fang gang playing never have i ever)

Robby crosses his arms. “I’m not, like, morally opposed to it. Just never happened. Didn’t know I was on trial here.” “You’re not,” Sam interjects. “Let’s move on.” “Hell no!” Demetri protests. “So you and Diaz never made out?” Miguel coughs into his drink next to Robby and honestly, Robby doesn’t blame him. This is just ridiculous.

U (from my spirk WIP. part of a little conversation between kirk and uhura which i really love)

Unfortunately, his mouth didn’t care much for his brain’s command orders. Mutinous bastard. “Dinner was great. So great, in fact, that I… um... tried to have the good old ‘what are we’ conversation with Spock.” Her face softened. She didn’t seem surprised by the monumental implications of such an announcement, and Jim couldn’t decide if he found that insulting or comforting.

I (garashir WIP my beloved... still in the very early stages but it's a ten course menu of miscommunication. fifty percent silly, fifty percent vulnerable. i cannot wait for you to read it)

It’s in his body, and it’s in the implication of his body, and in the air between them. I was trained to break people like you. Maybe it’s unwise to ask me to unearth the kindness I buried in the yard like a dead pet before you were even born. I’m not so sure what’s left of it now. I’m not sure you’d like looking at it.

N (another Ruin My Life snippet because I feel like most of you aren't here for Star Trek lmao. The worlds needs more Sam and Johnny scenes in my opinion!)

“No, I meant… singular they. Like when you…” Sam takes a deep breath. This day is already stressful enough without the prospect of explaining singular they to Johnny Lawrence. “It’s a girl.” Johnny frowns. “Why are you looking at me like that? I got a boyfriend, man. What do you think I’m gonna say, your father and I are super disappointed in you? You can have six girlfriends for all I care. Just don’t come home with that vegan shit.”

my word is STAR and I'm tagging @vimesbootstheory and @blinkasaurus and anyone else who sees this and is looking for a good excuse to share wip sneak peeks! :D

[rosetyler42]

Some other protective Ericka sketches from a while back, guest starring Drac, Mavis, Johnny, Audrey, Alice, Bendy, and @lovelylivelyv 's Jack! (Bonus Simon, Dennis, and Lucy repost since these were originally together!)

I love drawing Ericka in protective mode. XD The juxtaposition of the hug and the intimidating glare is BEAUTIFUL.

@lovelylivelyv @black-ak9 @hotelt-resurrection @heartsong1994 @serial-serializednovelreader @deathfangirl9 @kittyball23 @ebevkisk @inkiedraws @inkhyaena @inkspottie @inkwelldevil @sammy-lawrence-my-beloved @thedopedemon @thedobermutt @thedopedemon @howling-nightmare

[creepiecreator]

You Are My Sunshine

This was recommended to write by @lemon-leviathan, so you can blame them

Seth (Ponytail) being Johnny’s dad is one of my favorite little Never-Gonna-Be-Canon-Headcanons if you can’t tell.

Writing requests are very much open in my inbox

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Most nights in the Lawrence home were cheerful ones. The home was warm, often full of laughter and joy, holding a welcoming aura. Not because the home itself, of course. But because of those who lived within it.

Unfortunately, however. Tonight was simply not one of those nights. For both Seth and Laura knew what would be coming the next day, they both knew that this would be their final night together for god only knows how long. When his number came up for the draft they both knew that he would have to ship out soon, they both knew the risk that lay ahead for the long haired man. But he didn’t have a choice, it wasn’t like he had the money to try to pay his way out of the draft like some dishonorable politicians kid. Seth didn’t have a choice, he had to go and fight for his country, leaving his beloved wife and child behind while doing so. God-that was the worst part of it all. Having to leave them here without him, not knowing what would happen to them with him gone-above all else he just wanted to ensure his family's happiness. And it seemed that night would be the last one he could for quite some time.

You’d figure, being as young as he was, that little Johnny wouldn’t be able to pick up on any of that. After all, the little one was only two years old so far. And yet, as soon as Seth had placed the toddler into his bed, the little one started to cry.

The blonde baby was completely inconsolable, screeching bloody murder with tears running down his face, sobbing so violently that, quite frankly, Seth was concerned that he would end up hurting himself. He wasted no time in quickly removing him from his crib once more. “Aw-C’mere Sunshine. It’s okay,” The words were spoken quietly, rubbing his back and swaying from side to side. “It’s alright, daddy’s here… You’re okay, little prince…nothing bad is going to happen to you, and nothing bad will happen to you if I have any say about it, I promise…there's no need to cry,”

He listened intently to his poor baby’s crying, shoulder damp with the infant’s tears as he tried to calm the poor Johnny, his screams and sobs slowly subsiding into soft, hiccup-filled whimpers. Or at least, they did until he had tried to place him down once again, getting some baby babble that sounded quite a lot like the word ‘no’ in response before his son once again burst into tears.

Truthfully, Seth thought that maybe something in Johnny’s little head was telling him that his daddy was going to be leaving him soon. “How can such a little thing have so many tears,” He murmured quietly, once again having to take the boy into his arms to try to sooth him. “You know I’m leaving tomorrow-don’t you?” He kept his voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t worry, I’m scared about it too, Sunshine. But we Lawrence men have to be brave for those we care about, got it?” He lifted the boy up into the air for a moment before swooping him back down into his arms, finally managing to get a little laugh out of the boy in between his tears, spotting his smile, Seth gave one in return. “There’s my happy boy! See, I knew you had that smile in you somewhere!” He cradled the little one close to his chest once more, knowing that when he had to wake up early the next day, that he’d be exhausted but…it was worth it to help his son. It always would be.

He carried him over to the window of the tiny nursery, looking across the streets of their neighborhood, appreciating the serene moment until he felt a tiny fist curl into his hair, yanking on it to get his attention. “Ow ow ow- Oh, Johnny, Sunshine, that's daddy’s hair-” he warned, still doing his best to keep his voice quiet as he carefully moved to remove his hair from the child’s grasp. “You’re gonna be a fighter when you grow up, aren’t you?” He laughed quietly, adjusting his grip. “Such a strong little guy for someone who still looks kinda like a bean bag- an adorable bean bag though,” He lightly poked Johnny’s nose, watching as big blue eyes kept trying to force themselves open. “Awe…even right now you’re fighting the sleep monster huh…?” He started to make his way back to the crib. “It’s alright, Johnny. Sleeping is a good thing. It’ll help you grow up even stronger than your old man,”

Seth placed him down onto the mattress, sitting down on the floor beside him and reaching one finger inside, so his boy could grab onto his hand. He leaned his head against the bars, unwilling to leave his side until he was certain that Johnny wouldn’t be in distress anymore, humming a soft little tune for him as his eyes slowly slipped closed. The brunette carefully removed his hand from the child’s grip after it had relaxed fully, though he didn’t move just yet. “It’ll be okay… Daddy will be home as soon as he can, I promise… I’ll do everything in my power to make it back to you, Sunshine,” And yet, he couldn’t help that looming sense of dread that hung over him while he spoke those reassuring words to his sleeping son. Carefully moving to stand and leave the room.

He headed back down into his bedroom, sinking down onto the soft mattress beside his Laura. The poor woman had been so exhausted lately. She must have fallen asleep while he was attending to Johnny. He couldn’t help but take the time to stare at her, tracing over features with his eyes several times over as he felt sleep call his name. She was so beautiful. And such a good mother to their boy. There was no doubt in his mind… Seth would have to make it home to see them again. No matter what.

[skyf0ckz]

A sneak peek of my next work + some doodles and screen redraw <3

[honeymacchio]

Hot girls have more than 1 simple tumblr (I'm literally always creating accounts and leaving one behind)

[squidwardstikiland111]

this is so real

Without fail every time I see a group of different guys together I will end up the most intrigued with the shy/quiet one bc I’m like “hey what’s this guy’s deal 🤨” which means when I look at the og cobras I look at Johnny (bc you gotta) and then I immediately shove the other boys out the way to see what Jimmy’s doing

[ao3feed-binarybfs]

Best Kept Secret

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/QeIkrAm by reddie_as_ill_ever_be Kreese goes back to the board. “This is your main competition. Miyagi-Eagle-Do-Fang.” He smiles again like he’s said something funny. “They’re good. But we’re better. And we will beat them. And the way we will do that is by figuring out their weaknesses and exploiting those to our advantage.” OR Tory's back at Cobra Kai. Things get a little unsavoury. Words: 5861, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English Fandoms: Cobra Kai (TV), Karate Kid (Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi Characters: Tory Nichols, Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, John Kreese, Johnny Lawrence, Demetri Alexopoulos, Tory Nichols' Mother, Terry Silver, Robby Keene Relationships: Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz & Tory Nichols, Demetri Alexopoulos/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, John Kreese/Terry Silver, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Robby Keene/Tory Nichols Additional Tags: season 6 fix it/speculation, Kidnapping, don't worry it's not that serious, Tory Nichols-centric, Tory Nichols POV, binary boyfriends forehead touch my beloved, Hawk and Tory working together just means everything to me sorry read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/QeIkrAm

[puella-peanut]

So I have some questions regarding your silverusso Lead Us Not Into Temptation drabbles which live rent free in my head and which I am obsessed with. You say so much with saying so little, and I just ankdjsksns. 

So: How did Terry and Daniel meet? Terry was a priest-in-training right? What made him interested in religious life? Why is being an altar-server so important to Daniel? Is it because he likes it, or because he's with Terry? I get the impression that Church/parish life is a big deal to Daniel and also his Mom. Why though? Kreese is so sinister in this, really in a less is more way. He says that priests aren't what they used to be, but something with Johnny apparently happened a long time ago (??) “The Lawrence incident happened when you were Parish Priest,” Silver says sharply, but Kreese remains unfazed.WHAT INCIDENT??? WHAT HAPPENED?? He also just laughs when Terry tells him he won't hurt Daniel. Damn Kreese. So is sexual abuse happening/has happened in this parish? Rosary beads click nearby—less like prayer, more like pincers of a terrible insect, Silver thinks. He watches how the candlelight hones Kreese’s weathered face into something foul. Amazing lines and imagery. So dark and sinister in such little words. how come Kreese is still at the parish if he did sexually abuse Johnny? 

Why are Daniel and Terry so close? Why isn't Daniel's mom or anyone else concerned about the inappropriate relationship between Terry and Daniel? Why is Terry so into Daniel, and why not someone else? (not that i want that lol) Nothing has happened between them yet...right? What will happen? 

Wow, thanks a lot, Anon for the kind words! You have some really great questions here with regards to this drabble set of mine. Definitely made me think!

Here we go! (Long under the cut)

How did Daniel and Terry meet? 

After the death of Mr. LaRusso from liver cancer, eight year old Daniel and his Ma move from Reseda, California, to The Bronx, New York City for Lucille's new job.

The LaRusso's are very much on the lower end of the working-class, getting by on food stamps, social services—and later on, assistance from the Church. Their home in the Bronx isn't really the best place either to live or to raise a vulnerable little boy, and Lucille worries about this very much.

But there's not much she can do as a widowed woman with a simple factory job in the 1950s, later 1960s. So, staunch Roman Catholic that she was raised, she does what she always does, and moreso in times of trouble—she clings to the Lord. She clings to the Church.

Naturally, within two days of their arrival, she takes Daniel with her to do the rounds in their new neighborhood—and find a Church. They do fairly quickly; stumbling across a beautiful stone building with stained glass saints peering into the dirty street. Upon entering, Lucille kneels down to pray for the dearly departed soul of Mr. LaRusso, say a decade or two, and maybe go to Confession while she's there. She does not notice little Daniel slip away while the rosary beads slip through her fingers. He gets lost, and after wandering around a while, eventually finds a small, candlelit chapel. He's tired, he’s overwhelmed by everything—this new state, his new home, this new Church, and of course, the loss of his beloved father. He starts to cry and that's when young Terry—Seminarian Twig—stumbles upon him.

He hears the child first, and then sees, in the flickering candlelight, a tiny, miserable figure in patched overalls and old shoes. Twig takes a step towards the boy both in curiosity and in an attempt to comfort him, and then the child looks up—and Father in Heaven, those eyes. Tear filled; dark, long lashed and large. Reminding him of a fawn. He approaches him very slowly and the boy watches him, sniffling. Twig's shadow falls on the child even as he sits down beside him. He places a hand on his tiny shoulders. 

“What is it, little one?" he asks softly, reaching in his cassock's pocket for a handkerchief to wipe the boy's face. "Why are you crying?"

The boy looks up, lets his face be wiped—and tells him. 

A little while later, Lucille hears footsteps approaching, one pair evenly paced, the other half skipping, half walking. She turns around and sees her boy holding the hand of a very tall young man. A priest? A Seminarian? She begins to rise, but then Daniel runs up to her with a bright smile and a warm hug, and says, stumbling over his pronunciation and forgetting to keep his voice down, "Ma, Ma, this is Sin-narian Terry!" 

And before she can gently scold him for running off, Terry steps forward and oh-so-charmingly and kindly introduces himself. Lucille finds herself rather warming to this young man who has, apparently, been so good to her little boy. She can't help but smile. 

That’s the first mistake. 

Terry was a priest-in-training right?  What made him interested in religious life?

Yes, he was a young Seminarian when he met eight year old Daniel, and already in possession of a Bachelors in Theology. He was, at that time, earning a Masters, and working towards becoming a Diocesan Priest (which he is currently when the drabbles take place).

Terry, then Twig, was the child of dirt-poor Irish immigrants who were staunchly Catholic. Just like Daniel, he spent hours in Church growing up, soon enough considering it a second home. As a child, he served as an altar-server, and later on the Church pianist; still later on lending his time as a Sunday School teacher, and an after school caretaker—being good with schoolwork and kids. He himself went to the connected Jesuit school on a scholarship where he was an excellent student, and took an interest in religious life, helped also by his deeply pious parents who encouraged him to think of a vocation. 

I will say that Twig was more interested in the Theology, Doctrine, and history of the Church from a scholastic and intellectual viewpoint (being very brainy)—the religion part came rather second, though the idea of life after death and eternal-life was appealing. If he wasn’t raised so staunchly Roman Catholic, I feel he would be a deeply philosophical, and even spiritual, agnostic. 

(It also helped that Twig never had any interest in girls whatsoever, Anon, so marriage never interested him.) 

Why is being an altar-server so important to Daniel? Is it because he likes it, or because he's with Terry? 

Daniel doesn’t have much going for him, Anon. He’s from a very poor family, he goes to a rundown public school where he’s bullied, sometimes, when he can’t make himself invisible enough—and he’s often alone, what with his Ma working such long hours for such little pay. There’s nothing much to keep him entertained, no one who really pays him attention, and cuddles and pets this sweetheart like he so craves. He is his Ma's light and joy, but she's bone tired almost always, and has very little energy left for her son.

Daniel does like attention; he enjoys being in the spotlight for reasons that aren’t associated with bullying, or his poverty. But he also is genuinely a sweet child with a kind heart, and loves to reach out and help where he can. He likes that he can do things at Church to help out, may it be gluing endless paper stars for the background of the children's nativity, or arranging the flowers in the sanctuary, or helping the First Communicants prepare for their First Holy Communion. It makes him feel needed. Necessary. 

And Terry—excuse me, Father Silver—is someone who has always made room for Daniel from the start. Has never made Daniel feel like the outsider he is in most other places. One could say that Daniel feels most at home with Father Silver because he has made himself into this comforting—if powerful—presence. And well, Daniel simply loves being by his side, Anon. Loves being...wanted. It makes Daniel feel...well, good, knowing that the now Parish Priest still makes time in his busy schedule for seventeen year old boys who have nothing to offer him but themselves. 

I get the impression that Church/parish life is a big deal to Daniel and also his Mom. Why though? 

In difficult times, people often find something to cling to, to comfort them. For some, it is friends or family. Others, their work. Still others liquor, or drugs. For Daniel and his Ma, the Church and the Lord were there before them, and will remain long after. They are constant, a rock; unchanging, enduring, and eternal. After their lives changed so abruptly when the beloved Mr. LaRusso passed, Church and God still remained as immutable as ever. That's a comfort like nothing else. An anchor grounding them both. 

But the Church, especially in those times, was and is so much more than just a place of prayer and worship! It’s a school, a place of socialization, community events and gatherings, baptisms, weddings, funerals. Picnics, get-togethers, community reach-out, a confidante, a place of help in times of need and trouble, a food pantry, a place of social-aid, religious education and tutoring, a place of music and concerts, travel (pilgrimages), gossip...etc. 

Kreese is so sinister in this, really in a less is more way. He says that priests aren't what they used to be, but something with Johnny apparently happened a long time ago (??) “The Lawrence incident happened when you were Parish Priest,” Silver says sharply, but Kreese remains unfazed. WHAT INCIDENT??? WHAT HAPPENED?? 

I can't say for sure what the incident in question was, Anon. For all we know, it could have been a simple misunderstanding that escalated into something well-publicized between Father Kreese and Johnny Lawrence (who was a seventeen year old teenager at the time—the same age as Daniel is in the drabbles, oddly enough). It also, however, could have been something of the far more sinister variety—it might have been grooming, blatant sexual abuse. It might even have been that either Father Kreese or Johnny saw something the other was doing and took it the wrong way (or the right way!), and it ended up as quite the scandal when they told. 

...I will say this though, Anon. 

Johnny Lawrence is currently in jail. He will be for a long time. His life is over, pretty much. What did he do? I’m not sure. Is he innocent, wrongly accused? Is he the guilty party? Was he justified in what he did? Who can say? But something happened to make him turn out the way he is, and/or do what he did—I’m just not sure what that something is. 

He also just laughs when Terry tells him he won't hurt Daniel. Damn Kreese. 

Damn Kreese indeed, Anon. 

So is sexual abuse happening/has happened in this parish?

I left this ambiguous on purpose, Anon. It’s up to you to draw your own conclusions. 

Rosary beads click nearby—less like prayer, more like pincers of a terrible insect, Silver thinks. He watches how the candlelight hones Kreese’s weathered face into something foul. Amazing lines and imagery. So dark and sinister in such little words. 

Thank you! 

how come Kreese is still at the parish if he did sexually abuse Johnny?

But we don't know what Kreese did, Anon! Only he and Johnny know what really happened (though Terry knows a lot more than even Kreese suspects), and that was several decades ago, and now more of a lingering, hazy memory for their Parish. (And Johnny's in jail so he can't say anything, can he?) Father Kreese managed to find a way to stay on somehow. Though he was removed from his role of Parish Priest for "the incident", which ruined his ambitions of becoming Bishop, then Archbishop, leaving him a bitter man—though still smug that he still managed to stay at the Parish while Mr. Lawrence got the short end of the stick. Ha. 

For all intents and purposes, Father Kreese is an elderly man now, and has been retired for a while. The Parish has half forgotten him…

Why are Daniel and Terry so close? 

Perhaps it’s due to the fact that Daniel’s father passed away when he was so young that has had something to do with the way he’s latched onto Terry, Anon. Terry came into Daniel’s life when he was a child, vulnerable, sad—and lonely. It was easy to make such a lasting impression when the aforementioned things carved such deep holes into Daniel, and left those areas raw and exposed. Longing to be patched up and filled. At that time, Terry didn’t seek to do this deliberately and have the boy cling to him. It just...happened. Terry, and by extension, the Church, offered Daniel friendship, comfort. Attention. Affection. In the Church, Daniel found routine, stability. A home away from home, and somewhere that was warm and welcoming. In Terry, Daniel found a wonderful mixture of a father-figure, an older brother, a mentor, and also a friend. It would be odder if they weren’t close at this point, Anon. 

Why isn't Daniel's mom or anyone else concerned about the inappropriate relationship between Terry and Daniel? 

But...what exactly is inappropriate, Anon? That Father Silver—well-loved Parish Priest, charismatic, kind, brilliant, surely he can be a bishop, even a cardinal someday, and so handsome that some ladies think to themselves after Mass what a pity it is that he is celibate and cannot marry—has taken little Daniel under his wing? This poor boy with no father, and a mother who is more ill nowadays than not—yet who remains so adorable and precious. Little sunshine. What's happened except Father Silver being so kind and a comfort to the child; remaining a mentor and a friend? Teaching him, doting on him, advising him? A shining example of a man in this boy's life, especially during those turbulent teenage years when all boys need a father, a leader. A man. No, Lucille is so very grateful to have this excellent Priest take a shine to her sweet, fatherless boy. 

...Though certainly Anon, the elderly of their Parish still remember the scandal between the now retired Father Kreese and that angry, violent blond boy, what was his name? James, Jamie or something. They never did know what exactly happened, but it was much talked about and publicized, those awful Protestants and godless atheists having a field day with their beloved Parish!!—and certain sour naysayers still wag their tongues either which way. But even the elderly cannot deny Father Silver's spotless reputation and charming demeanor. No, no; all they think when they see Father Silver and little LaRusso side by side is that all growing boys need a man like that in their lives! 

(Father Kreese's opinion rather differs on the matter. Make of that what you will.)

Why is Terry so into Daniel, and why not someone else? (not that i want that lol)

Oh Twig, my Twiggy. He was never popular growing up; he was poor, plain (until he wasn't), socially awkward, and also a first generation Irish-American (a terrible combination for those times), and didn't have a friend to his name. A constant outsider. He therefore buried himself in his studies, in his music, in his Church life. He knew where he excelled, and being ambitious and proud, chose to develop his brain rather than his social life. He had acquaintances, not friends. He was close to no one, not even his parents, and who had both passed by the time he was nineteen. That was another reason he was drawn to the more solitary life of priesthood, as he was more or less used to being alone. That was also why he was drawn to Daniel LaRusso; another outsider, looked down on for being Italian, fatherless, poor, unambitious true—but dedicated, hardworking, and loyal. And so sweet it nearly hurt. 

(And well, Daniel has always been almost painfully cute, but as of late, has turned into such a pretty little thing. Oh dear.)

Nothing has happened between them yet...right? 

Unless you're counting Father Silver's lingering touches and Daniel's increasing confusion—then no. 

What will happen? 

Oh, Anon.

Anon.