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First of all, I'm not a writer.
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I'm a Video Editor with a lot of creativity, a vivid imagination and Fujoshi tendencies. I always make my plotbunnies come to life through EXPLICIT NSFW Yaoi/Male Slash videos on YouTube.
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But, I've been kinda taking a small break on my YouTube videos. So, I kinda decided to "write" a story on AI Dungeon. Because…
1. (✿◠‿◠) I recently binge watched the entire 5th season of Cobra Kai on Netflix in one day.
2. (⁎⁍̴̀﹃ ⁍̴́⁎) Ummm… Daniel LaRusso is my favorite character and I tend to always make my favorite fandom characters Bottom whores who get fucked by any male I find attractive. And yeah, I'm literally obsessed with Bottom!Daniel smut.
3. (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥`) I'm unique when it comes to the ships I like. I'm into unconventional ones. Some of them are extremely rare and I've even been the creator of quite a few. So I'm so sick and tired of waiting for actual good writers to write smutty fanfics for my ships. And yeah, I just thought I'd "write" them myself. Because, a lot of the Bottom!DanielLaRussobowl ships I have are only supported by me.
Now, please don't expect a literature masterpiece or anything like that. Because, I'm not a writer.
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I also don't have a Beta Reader. I've tried to find one for free. But, they're extinct and I've always been a rather impetuous girl.
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What else? Oh yeah, AI Dungeon wrote most of it. So yeah… I was just happy that it was readable. Kinda?
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Please enjoy my brand new fanfic. What number is this? 7. Okay, so this is another ship that I'm probably the only one who thought of… Hector Salazar/Daniel LaRusso fanfic. I'm probably the only one in the entire fandom who came up with this ship.
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I mean, I only ship them cause' Hector Salazar is freaking hot! And I always pair up my favorite Bottom in each fandom with whichever male I find attractive. Also, I've had a crush on the actor who plays him since I was like 11. I actually saw him in a Mexican soap opera called, Entre el Amor y el Odio.
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He played a Boxer who was poor and made a living through illegal street boxing fights. So the backstory I gave him in my fanfic is based off of that role he did. Of course, I tweaked it a little bit. Because, it's been eons since I last saw the soap opera. So I only remember the basic outline of his character's backstory.
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"Are you sure you read the map correctly, Johnny?"
"Hey! I know how to read a fucking map. So quit your bitching at me, LaRusso."
"I told you we should've used the GPS on my cellphone."
"Yeah, Mr. LaRusso is right. If we had then, we wouldn't be lost. Lost in the scariest neighborhood I've ever seen."
"Dad? Do you think we should try looking for the nearest possible exit in the GPS?"
"Yes, Sam. Of course, we could just go ahead and ask for directions? Maybe some of these men have seen Miguel?"
Johnny, Robby and Sam all turn to look at the man standing a few feet away from them. He's already started walking towards some rather scruffy looking men who seem like their in a serial killer gang or something. Johnny quickly grabs Daniel by his wrist and drags him back to the two teens.
"Are you out of your fucking mind? Have you looked at where we are? We're in the middle of fucking nowhere in the most ghetto neighborhood I've seen in my entire life! Those guys look like they belong in the Most Wanted Criminal List!" Johnny shouts at him in anger.
Robby adds, "Yeah, Mr. LaRusso. It's probably not the best idea to just randomly walk up to Charles Manson's twin and ask for help."
Sam hugs her Dad and says in a worried voice, "Dad, you can't be this trusting of people. Not everyone's as nice as you. You worry me sometimes."
Daniel laughs at this and just gives her a tender kiss on her forehead and hugs her tightly. A few seconds later, he breaks away from her. The kindhearted man just shakes his head in disbelief.
"Guys, come on. You can't judge a book by, it's cover. I mean, back when Johnny and I were in High School. Johnny seemed like a nice, rich boy at first glance."
Johnny growls and says, "Man, fuck you! I was a nice, rich boy. I was only mean to you. Because, you stole my girlfriend!"
"Ex-girlfriend! She wasn't even interested in you anymore. Get over it! Anyways, my point is that maybe these men are actually good people. We should just go ahead and ask them for directions or if they've seen Miguel."
The three others just reluctantly nod their heads. But, before Daniel takes a step forward. Johnny immediately grabs him and pulls him closer to him.
"Stop. Look, just let me do the talking, alright? You're way too naïve, innocent, friendly and gullible. You'd be an easy target for these guys who look like they don't care whether they fuck a man or woman. A hole is a hole, they probably think. "
Daniel scoffs at this. "Whoa! Time out, Johnny. Are you actually saying that you think I'd be a possible rape victim? I'm 49 years old. I'm old! I'm not the least bit attractive. Because, I'm scrawny and… please! If anyone is in danger of being targeted it's, Sam. Or maybe possibly, Robby. They're young and very good looking."
Robby just avoids looking at the disbelieving man and stares at the concrete floor. "I mean, you are kinda a DILF. You are the most fragile and vulnerable. Because, you've got a very charismatic and friendly nature that just draws people in."
Daniel stares open mouthed at the teenage boy in bewilderment. "Robby? Are you even hearing yourself right now? I'm the farthest thing away from being a DILF! Hugh Jackman is a DILF. I'm just some short, skinny and old man! If we should protect anyone it should be, Sam!"
Sam just rolls her eyes at her Dad and asks, "Why? Because, I'm a girl? Dad. In this day and age… men are just as vulnerable to becoming rape victims as us, girls. And unlike you, Dad. I know when to be hostile and aggressive. Besides, you're way more attractive than you're aware of. Even all my friends sneak glances at you whenever you're bending over. Even, Yasmine."
Daniel is too stunned to speak. He can't believe what his daughter just said to him. He's still in a bit of shock when he sees Johnny high fiving her and congratulating her on not being a dumbass pussy like her Dad.
Robby just looks at him with an apologetic smile. He doesn't want to further embarrass the stunned man. Daniel just glares at all three before, speaking again.
"Fine! Fine! Fine! You think I'm going to get raped by those poor men who you're just judging based off appearance? That's fine. You go ask them and I'll just go look for Miguel on my own. I've got my cellphone. In case you want to know where I am."
Daniel starts walking away from the three shouting voices. He's pissed and whenever he loses his temper… good luck trying to calm him down.
Johnny, Robby and Sam all watch as the irritated man turns around the corner of the building. They all sigh in annoyance as the man disappears from view.
"Should we follow him?" Sam asks with a visible troubled expression on her pretty face.
Robby tries to stay positive and have faith in Mr. LaRusso's exceptional fighting skills. "Maybe we should have faith that he'll be able to take care of himself? I mean, he is the best fighter amongst us. So, I think he could probably just protect himself when push comes to shove. Right?"
Daniel LaRusso is feeling dehydrated and so hot. The sun in Mexico is smoldering! He feels like he's going to be cooked alive. He quickly spots a small store and grabs himself a cool bottle of water from the store fridge.
He sets it on the counter and asks, "How much?"
The elderly lady at the counter says, "No hablo Inglés."
Daniel is just about to try to remember how to say how much in Spanish. But, a handsome and muscular man with a beard talks to him. He's so masculine. He makes him think of the Greek God Ares.
"You're from America? Are you here on vacation?" The man's sexy Mexican accent just makes him even more attractive.
Daniel suddenly forgets how to speak. He can't remember how one forms words. He's too entranced by the strapping man's good looks. He looks like a freaking movie star.
The man lets out a small chuckle and gives him an open smile. Showing his perfect set of white teeth. He turns to the elderly store owner and begins speaking in Spanish. God! Daniel can't decide if the man's voice sounds sexier when speaking in his native tongue or in English.
"Hola, Claudia. Mira, lo que el Gringito quiera, lo pones a mi cuenta. Yo ahorita te lo pago. Así que deja le pregunto si se le ofrece algo más."
"Hay, Héctor. Tu siempre tan bueno y noble. Te tienes ganado el cielo."
Hector lets out a laugh and says, "Gracias. Pero, solo estoy siendo un buen guía de turista."
When Hector gets back to Daniel's side. Daniel becomes all flustered and bashful. He can't stop himself from blushing.
"I… I'm actually Italian-American. I live in California and I just came to Mexico to look for someone. My daughter's boyfriend. I'm so sorry. I haven't even told you my name. I'm Daniel. Daniel LaRusso."
"Hello, Danielito. Welcome to Mexico. I'm Hector. Wait… did you say, LaRusso? Daniel LaRusso. Oh! Of course, you're that kid who won the All Valley Karate Tournament two years in a row! Oh my God! Wow! You look great! Yes, I actually think that you look even better in person. By the way, I loved your Crane Kick."
Daniel just stares at the man in awe. He's really good looking and seems to have a great personality. He blushes even more though when he realizes that this hunk of a Mexican God just said he looked better in person. He laughs nervously at the compliment.
"Yeah, that's me. Thanks for all the nice compliments. You're too kind. By the way, would you mind translating for me? I sort of need to buy this water. Because, I'm afraid of dying from heatstroke."
Hector laughs and says, "I was actually going to ask you if you'd let me treat you to some snacks, candies, desserts or pastries."
"What? No, no, no. I couldn't possibly."
"Come on, I insist. It's not every day that you get to meet the cute two-time All Valley champion in person. Please? I just want to give you a tour of my fun and exciting country."
Hector gives him a dazzling grin and he can't refuse the man. "Okay, I guess it'd be rude of me to reject your sincere and kind gesture."
Hector shows Daniel around the small store and asks him, "Now, what are you more into? Sweet or sour?"
Daniel gives it some thought and says, "Sweet."
Hector laughs and says, "Oh? A bit of a sweet tooth, huh? That's adorable. You're still a bit like a little boy on the inside, huh?"
Daniel blushes at the man's comment. Hector grabs a medium sized lollipop wrapped in a blue wrapper with a picture of an adorable cheerful clown on it. It seems to be made out of chocolate.
"Then, you'll love this. It's called, Paleta Payaso. Clown Lollipop. It's marshmallow, covered in milk chocolate and with some added gummies on top. The gummies form the clown's face. See? The two dots are the eyes, then you've got that one in the middle that's supposed to be the nose and the one at the bottom is the mouth. Do you want to try it?"
Daniel quickly nods his head. The Clown Lollipop sounds delicious. Hector laughs at his enthusiasm.
"Un postresito tan dulce como tú."
Daniel doesn't understand a word of what he just said. But, he does notice Hector's eyes suddenly glued to him. He gulps and tries to break the uncomfortable moment by grabbing a random bread that looks like a giant seashell in a round shape.
"What about this one? What does it taste like?"
"Ah, this. This is a concha . Shell, in English. It consists of two parts: A sweet, enriched bread roll, and a crumbly cookie dough that acts as its topping. It comes in different flavors. Chocolate, vanilla and strawberry. Which one do you want?"
"Vanilla, please."
"Alright. Is there anything else you'd like?"
"No, thanks. But, what about you? Aren't you getting anything for yourself?"
"No, I don't have much of a sweet tooth. Aunque igual y haga una excepción contigo, bombón."
The elderly lady walks up to the two of them and says, "Ya casi es hora de cerrar la tienda. ¿Ya están listos?"
Hector nods and signals with his head for Daniel to follow him to the counter. Daniel sets the bottle of water, Paleta Payaso and Concha down on the counter. She gives them the total amount and Hector immediately pays for it.
The lady hands them a small brown bag with a drawstring top. Hector grabs the bag and says, "Muchas gracias."
