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sensei-venus · 7 months

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Outdoor Movie Night Fun~ (Hawk x Chubby!Reader)

Kinktober Day 4- Public Sex

(Unedited) (Told through Reader/First Person, Public Sex, Car Sex, Slight Creampie, Movie Theater Sex Vibes Kinda? Lots Of Giggles, Mentioned Sam/Miguel Demetri/Yasmine.)

What started out to be just a nice night out with the gang was quick to turn into something a bit more devilish.

When Hawk suggested we all go out to watch a movie I couldn't think of anything more fun to do at that moment. But it was even more fun when he brought up the idea of going to a outdoor movie. One where they could all meet up in their cars and have a little blanket set up to watch the movie. It sounded so sweet!

“Reader can you give me a hand with this blanket?” my attention turned to Sam as she held out a large folded-up blanket. Nodding I took one side of the blanket and she took the other. With her help we were both able to lay it down on the ground, perfectly set out for all of us to sit on. We both smiled at each other.

“Great! You guys got the blanket set up, Me Hawk and Demetri got some drinks from the snake bar. Hope I got you the right one babe.” Miguel said as he and the boys walked over. Sam smiled and took the drink from his hand. She gave him a small peak on the lips before sitting down on the blanket. He followed her and plopped down right beside her.

Demetri quickly found his girlfriend who was still in her car, Yasmine refused to get out until he got out. She didn't want to sit on the ground until she had to. The two of them made their way over and sat next to the other couple.

The sound of the loudspeakers around the car lot boomed to life not long after.

Arms wrapped around me making me look up a little.

“Don't think I forgot you Princess. I had to make sure they had what you wanted.” Hawk wiggles the plastic cup that sits in his hand. The contents of it slosh around making the sound of thick ice hitting the inside of the cheap plastic. I smile taking a big sip from the straw. Hawk chuckles before leading us over to the blanket.

Just as we start to sit the lights of the parking lots start to shut off one by one. It leaves the whole lot in darkness. The huge screen at the front flickers to life with a bright screen. Seconds later the intro of the movie starts. I can't help but scoot over and rest against my boyfriend.

He wraps one of his arms around me as we start watching the movie.

Time slowly ticks by as the movie fully starts. We watch in silence, I cuddle closer to Hawk. I'm too focused at first to feel his hand. It creeps along my arm, then down my side. About twenty minutes into us watching the movie I feel him. The way his thick fingers linger over my skin.

I feel myself start to get a little flustered as his finger tips ever so slightly dig into my belly. Kneading at my soft belly, my rolls which have my face burning. The urge to gently shove his hand away comes and goes quickly. It feels too nice to ruin the moment.

Five minutes later my face feels like its on fire. My cheeks are hot to the touch as I feel him start to go lower. The palm of his hands run over my outer thigh. Then slide along the side and slowly move into my inner thigh. My eyes glance over to our friends, hoping they haven't seen any of what he's doing. I chew on my cheek trying not to make any noise to alert them.

But soon can't, his fingers move from playing with my thick thighs to my clothed crotch. They dig into the fabric, rubbing at me. The sensation makes me squeeze my thighs around his hand. I refuse to look up at him.

He takes notice if this and so in enough he switches to using his palm. Rough hard rubs against my core have me on edge now. It's warm and the movements have my pussy twitching. My clit is ever so slightly being massaged through my panties and pants. It sent shivers up my spine the longer he did this. I squirmed ever so slightly under his touch which only seemed to spear him on.

I couldn't tell how much time went by but the small puddle that was pooling into my panties told me it was long enough.

The dents on the inside of my cheeks also helped to tell the time that I had spent having him edge me along.

“Hey me and Reader are going to go grab some snacks. Anyone want anything?” Hawk’s voice hissed. Finally, I looked up to see him looking over to the others who were only a few steps away. Most of them shook their heads at his question before going back to watching the screen. Moments later he was helping to pick me up off the ground. Blinking up at him I noticed a glint in his eyes. He smirked before pulling me away from the blanket and all of our friends.

Instead of heading towards the snake bar he pulled me back towards are own car. A good few feet away from where we where sitting. The lot was dark, only the reflection of the movie screen lit up the windshields of all the cars. We passed a few quiet cars before we where right next to his. He quickly unlock it before opening the door for me. I giggled a little as we slid into the backseat together, the door slamming behind us.

I giggled looking up from him, laying down on the seat.

“God you are so needy, you couldn't even wait for us to get home. You're already feeling me up in front of our friends out there.” I smiled as he started working down my pants. Leaving me in my damp and now stained underwear. He peeled them off, a string of my pre-snapping as they were flung off onto the floor of the car. He almost looked pissed off.

He hissed out “I didn't think it was going to be that dark- I didn't know if was going to be that easy to start playing with you. If I'm being honest with you, I think I could have started fingering you out there with out anyone noticing us.” his voice was low.

Filled with a deeper meaning and edge that made my heart flutter. Blue eyes stared down into mine as his fingers went back into my flesh. Unlike out on the blanket, now they were free to feel my naked skin.

I moaned a little at the feeling of his fingers once again going over my belly and down to my naked mound. Soon enough they there playing in my warm folds. Messing with a sticky mess between my fat lips, two of his fingers circled my clit. I gripped the bottom of the seat for some kind of purchase. Nails digging into the shitty fabric.

“W-what if someone sees us.”

“They're not Princess trust me. And if they do so what?” he chuckled, soon enough two of his fingers meet my slit. His fingers where fast, thrusting in and out of me. Moving to scissor me open for his thick cock. I wiggled my hips more at the sound of his pants shifting. In what little light there was I could see him shuffling his pants down.

His boxers followed, his hard dick springing out and slapping against his belly. Luckily he noted his shirt up in time to not have it ruined by his pre. It beaded up and spilled down his shaft. A light clear fluid bubbles from his slit just right.

Removing his fingers made me whine but soon enough I stopped to watch him stroke himself. His hand jacking himself just right, one of his hands moves to hike up my leg around his hip. Pulling my ass up a little he positioned himself just right and slowly sunk in. We both moaned as he moved inside of my pussy. My tight walls did their best to pull him in. A few moments later he was balls deep inside me.

Thick head snug against the very bottom of my cunt. My head is swimming as he starts to thrust into me. Moaning out I can only hear our own sounds. His grunts over me and this sound of our flesh meeting. Heavy balls meeting my fat ass with every new pull.

“You like this don't you? Getting that fat little pussy smashed in a crowded parking lot. Any minute someone could look through the window and find us. See me pounding this sweet pussy.” his voice was low in my ear. Our chests pushed against one another. I could feel the way his hard peaks pushed into me. Rubbing me through my shirt and bra.

“Hawk please!” my arms wrapped around his neck. His hips kept going as I squeezed around him. His hands grabbing at the back of my thighs, pushing me into a new position. My knees bent so far passing me in a half position.

“Hawk please Hawk please I'm going to cum! I'm going to fucking cum.” I can't help but scream into his shoulder. My eyes well up as I start to go over the edge. Belly was tight and the band in my stomach was about ready to snap at any moment. My toes curl with every new movement he makes. I can't stop shaking underneath him.

His hard thrusts start to pick up even more as soon enough he's slamming into me. Pushing me harder into the seat below.

In the back of my mind I'm hoping he's not shaking the car because it feels like he is.

My eyes go wide and tears fall as I feel his fingers dig into my clit just right.

With one final thrust from him, I'm creaming around him. Thick cock coated in a nice thin layer of my release. I can feel it bubbling from between us, running down my thighs and ass. Dribbling done his balls as they still slap against me. It's sticky and wet, the sound echoes around the car. I can't stop my moans from flowing out of my mouth.

Moments later I hear him groan into my tits, his hips bucking. He jerks before burying himself inside my cunt one last time. I feel his balls shoot up and tighten against my ass cheeks just right.

Just a second later I feel his dick twitch. Ever so slowly I feel warmth start to fill me. It spills in by the rope full. Hot and sticky inside, painting my velvet-like walls in his milky cum. It has my hips twitching with every new role that fills me. Holding him tight we just lay there together. He collapses on top of me, his face in my tits as he catches his breath. He heaves before pulling his head from my cleavage.

He smiles so wide it has me almost laughing. His eyes are soft and warm.

“We should have tried this like yesterday.” I can't help but give a gentle giggle at his words. I certainly hadn't even thought of it before. The thrill was definitely there though.

Who knew having sex in a crowded parking lot would be so fun?

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happy74827 · 28 days

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He’s Got The Fire

[Johnny Lawrence x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: To your surprise, Johnny shows up at your window unannounced, but it doesn’t take long to realize it’s not for kicks {GIF Creds: pilvimarja}.

WC: 2076

Category: Slight Hurt/Comfort, Slight Fluff

Honestly, I’m surprised I haven’t started writing this franchise earlier given how it’s about equal with my love for BTTF

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The sun had already gone down a while ago, the air was crisp, and the sky was starry. It was the perfect evening to watch the moon rise. The wind carried a chill, and the trees were almost bare, swaying in the breeze.

With a sigh, you closed the book you had been reading and stretched your legs, looking out the window of your room. By now, everyone had been asleep for a few hours, and you worked on upcoming assignments to pass the time. But when you had gotten to your last one, you just couldn't be bothered anymore, so you set it aside.

The quietness was nice, and the light from the moon cast a blue-ish glow on everything around you. You were so calm, but there was still something that had you feeling off.

Johnny.

He was never around much lately. It wasn't surprising, but it was disheartening. Ever since that championship loss a while back, he had been training even harder, and when he wasn't training, he was out doing god-knows-what.

You understood how important Cobra Kai was to him, but the fact that he was putting everything else on the back burner really had you worried. He had a tendency to go down the wrong path and not think about the consequences until after the fact. You hoped that wasn't what was happening this time.

Pulling your knees up, you rested your head on them and looked out at the night. There was a full moon, and you wondered if Johnny had noticed. He used to love taking walks at night just to see the moon and look up at the stars.

He had changed so much since then. That fire inside of him burned so brightly that sometimes you wondered if it would burn him, too.

Sitting like that for a while, you lost track of time. It was easy to get distracted and drift away from reality when your mind wandered. It was something you were trying to work on, and you were actually doing pretty well.

Until you heard a pang on your window.

Sitting up, you looked around, wondering if a bird had flown into it, but you saw nothing. Your mind immediately went to a branch falling or something like that, and you were ready to dismiss the strange noise and go back to daydreaming.

But the pang came again, and your heart leaped in your throat. You stood and cautiously moved toward the window. At the same time, a face popped up from below, and you shrieked.

He motioned for you to open the window, along with attempts to hush you. It was a very frantic gesture, and you felt your heart rate rise. You quickly opened the window and stuck your head out.

"Johnny?!" You whispered-yelled, and he was pulling himself up. "What are you doing?"

"Shhh!" He held a finger to his lips and looked behind him, and your eyebrows furrowed.

"Johnny-"

"Do you want the whole neighborhood to know I'm here? Let me in!"

You stared at him for a moment longer before helping him through the window. It didn’t go as smoothly as one would expect, like the movies, but he managed to tumble in. You stood there, arms folded, as he dusted himself off.

You haven’t seen him in so long, and the day you choose to miss him, he shows up out of nowhere. You would’ve called yourself psychic if it weren’t for the fact that Johnny always did the unexpected.

He looked… good, to say the least. The red jacket still fit him perfectly; his blonde hair was combed and fluffy, and his eyes were still focused and alert, even if his body language seemed a little sluggish.

To be honest, Johnny was the most beautiful person you had ever laid eyes on. His sharp jawline, his toned muscles, and that cocky smile of his. The way his eyes crinkled when he laughed and the way he always looked at you like you were the only girl in the world.

For a while, you didn’t understand why he chose to pursue you, of all people. He could have anyone he wanted. You weren't exactly a social butterfly, and you always got nervous and shy in the presence of others.

Johnny was the opposite of you. He was outgoing, and his charisma attracted everyone to him. And the way his voice was so smooth and deep. He could be the most annoying person on the planet, but when he said your name, you would melt.

So when he asked you out, you thought it was some sort of joke. I mean, he was the hottest guy in school. And you were just… you.

But then you realized there was more to him than just the bad boy exterior. He had a sensitive side, and his vulnerability was endearing. His family was… well, a lot. His mom was nice, but she had her fair share of issues, and his stepfather was a piece of work.

It only took one date to realize the Johnny you were accustomed to wasn’t the real him. The real him was like you… except he could kick ass and had some pent-up anger issues.

And yet, here you were.

"Johnny-" You began, but he stepped toward you and wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on the top of your head. You stood stiffly, arms at your sides.

"God, I've missed you."

That was the last thing you expected him to say. You felt your face heat up, your chest warm up, and your shoulders slumped. You melted into his embrace, wrapping your arms around him.

"I've missed you too."

You could feel him grin against the top of your head, and he squeezed you a little tighter. He was so warm, and it made you forget the fact that he was literally climbing through your window at almost midnight.

After a minute or so, he pulled away and held your face in his hands. You were looking into those piercing blue eyes, and you could feel butterflies in your stomach.

"Why are you here?" You asked, your voice a little above a whisper.

He hesitated, and that was the moment you knew something was wrong. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I, uh… I needed to see you."

You raised an eyebrow, but you didn't say anything. You were waiting for him to elaborate, but when he didn't, you sighed and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the bed. You sat on the edge, and he followed.

"Johnny," You said, turning toward him and placing a hand on his knee. "Talk to me. What's going on?"

"Nothing, I just… wanted to see you."

You didn't say anything. You knew better than that. So you waited.

"Okay, okay," He sighed. "Look, I'm not gonna lie to you, but I can’t tell you why."

"That's reassuring."

"It's just… things are… well, I just needed to get away. It's nothing, I'm fine, don't worry."

You were silent. You didn't really know what to say. There was so much going on, and it was hard for you to believe him when he told you not to worry.

"Is it… Is it Sid? Your mom?"

"Just…” He shook his head and stood, rubbing the back of his neck. He started pacing, and that was when you knew he was really upset. “Just drop it, alright? Everything's fine."

“You ignored me for the past two weeks, Johnny. Something is wrong."

He stopped and glared at you, and you froze. You were taken aback by the expression on his face. He seemed frustrated and almost angry.

The look… you knew it wasn’t directed at you, but you couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. He was always so hot-headed and stubborn, and when his mood shifted, you had a hard time knowing what to do.

He seemed to realize his expression and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck with a sigh.

"Sorry, God, I'm sorry, it's not you. I'm just-" He sighed and plopped back down on the bed next to you, running his hands over his face. "I'm a fucking mess, okay? Just forget I came."

It was weird how, in certain situations, you could completely shift into a different person. You’ve seen it in movies and TV, and it was a cliche. You didn’t think it would ever happen to you.

And yet, the second you heard the words come out of his mouth, you were hit with an overwhelming urge to turn his head towards yours, grab his face in your hands, and kiss him.

So you did.

You couldn’t really tell him why you did it. It just felt like the right thing to do, and it was an impulse. You figured it was the best way to let him know that you were here and he wasn’t alone.

The second your lips met, he was leaning into you, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer. You could feel the passion and desperation behind the kiss, and it took you a moment to match his energy.

He was rough and intense, and he pulled away after a few moments, moving to your neck. You gasped and gripped the collar of his jacket, feeling the heat of his lips on your skin.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, they say. And it was true. You had missed him more than you had thought. You had almost forgotten how much of a force he was to be reckoned with.

You let out a shaky breath, trying to form words, but failing. Instead, you tugged on his jacket and pulled him towards you, hoping he would get the message.

And he did.

His lips found yours again, and he was pushing you back, holding himself above you with one hand. His other was moving up your shirt, his fingers grazing your stomach, causing goosebumps to rise.

Your breath hitched in your throat as his fingers danced across your ribs. His lips were rough, but they moved with such grace and delicacy it was hard to keep up.

He pulled away for a moment, and you looked up at him, catching your breath. His blonde hair was messy, and his eyes were a little hooded. He looked like a mess, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care.

You reached up and brushed his hair back, giving him a soft smile.

“Is that…” His eyes peered away from you, and you raised an eyebrow. "Do you still have that damn elephant?"

Your eyes followed his, and you spotted the elephant in question. It was a gift Johnny had given you back when things were different. Come to think of it, you weren’t even sure you were together at that point.

"Why wouldn't I?" You asked, and he chuckled. “Ozzy's special."

"You named it? What are you, ten?"

You swatted his arm, and he laughed again. His eyes found yours, and you couldn’t help but smile at him. It felt like old times.

"Don't make fun of him. You gave him to me."

"Yeah, whatever," He rolled his eyes, but his smile remained. "Can't believe you kept him."

"I keep a lot of stuff, Johnny. Especially when they're meaningful."

He was silent for a moment, his eyes still focused on you. The moonlight was shining through the window and casting a shadow on his face.

"I keep a lot of things, too."

Before you could say anything, he was leaning down and kissing you again. You could tell this one was different, more meaningful, like he was pouring his heart and soul into the kiss.

And he was.

He wanted you to know how he felt about you without actually saying it. And although you weren’t really sure what was going on, you had a feeling this was what it was.

The fire inside of him was burning again, but finally, after so long, he realized that he needed to take a breather every now and then. Add some water to the flames.

It was a delicate balance. And although he may be bad at showing his feelings, talking about them, or acknowledging them, you were there to make sure he didn't lose himself in the heat.

And maybe, just maybe, the flame was a little more subdued, and the burn a little less harsh.

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samdeancass · 2 years

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Sarcasm and Attitude

Requested by: @spaceygirly1

Prompt #12 from my Kink/Smut Prompt List: “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

Pairing: Tory Nichols x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Characters: Tory, Y/N

Description: Y/N is feisty and sarcastic and that’s what Tory loves about her but when she starts to have an attitude, Tory doesn’t stand for it.

Everyone knew that Tory was a feisty and sarcastic person. But when they met you, you took feisty and sarcastic to a whole other level.

You and Tory were perfect for each other. You both were strong, independent women who took no shit from no-one. Tory loved it when you took charge of a situation, it actually turned her on but when that attitude was aimed at her, she made sure to make you pay for it.

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You were training at the Cobra Kai dojo, focusing all of your anger and frustration on the dummy. You had had a really hard day at school and it took everything in your power not to punch your teachers in their faces. You were that focused that you didn’t hear the bell go off as someone walked in.

You swung your leg back ready to give a high kick when a pair of hands wound themselves around your ankle. “What the fuck! Get off me!” You turned around with an angry expression only to be met with a stern look from Tory.

“What did you just say to me?” Your anger and frustration soon melted away and a smug smirk replaced them. “You heard me, or have you turned deaf since the last time I saw you?” You should have known that being sarcastic was a bad idea but, as usual, your mouth moved before you had time to think.

Tory let go of your leg and as quick as a flash you came crashing down on the mat with Tory on top of you, her hand around your throat. She slowly leaned down and whispered in your ear. “I’ve had enough of your attitude and sarcasm. You deserve to be punished.” A dampness began pooling in your panties as Tory dragged you up from the mat and dragged you towards the changing rooms, locking the door.

She backed you up against the wall, her hand still on your throat. Her pupils had blown with lust as a devious smile grew on her face, laughing. “I’m going to fucking ruin you.” Before you had time to react your uniform and panties were ripped from your body, leaving you completely helpless and naked underneath her.

She stepped away and admired you, licking her lips. “My, my, my. Look at you.” She rushed over to you and pinned you against the wall, holding your hands firmly above your head, before whispering in your ear. “I’m going to show you who the real boss is around here.”

She harshly pressed her lips against yours, forcing yours open with her tongue whilst sliding one hand down your naked chest and twiddling your hardening nipple between her fingers. A breathy moan left you and Tory took this as an invitation to push her tongue in more.

You tried to wriggle free of her grasp, desperate to touch her, but Tory just pushed back further and shook her head, pulling away. “Bad girls don’t get what they want.” She began attacking the side of your throat as well as your sweet spot as her hand slid down your body and danced across your pussy, fingers ghosting over your clit.

She broke the kiss and gave a smug smirk before entering a finger inside you and fucking you with her finger. Immediately, your legs buckled with the unanticipated action, your fingernails leaving crescent shapes in your palms. Her thumb moved over to your clit and began rubbing slow, sensual circles, causing you to cross your legs.

The familiar stomach began building in your stomach as Tory entered a second finger and increased the speed, rubbing figure eights on your clit. “T-Tory, I-I’m gonna c-cum.” Her eyes widened and she immediately pulled away, much to your dismay.

“Naughty girls don’t get to cum. They have to wait until they have been good enough to deserve to cum.” And she walked away, leaving you shaking with arousal and frustration at the lack of release.

You knew that she was doing this to punish you but it was only turning you on more.

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lulamadison · 11 days

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Chapter 6 is now up!

This one features Demetri and is filled with Johnny whump 😉

With the posting of this chapter the Last Coors Banquet series has now passed 200,000 words. When I started this series I never dreamed that I'd write so many words about punching zombies in the face 🤣

#fanfic #cobra kai #johnny lawrence #demetri alexopoulos #fanfiction #cobra kai fanfiction #last coors banquet series

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luvrsix · 21 days

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New Recruit

Miguel Diaz x Fem!Reader

Summary: Miguel is looking for new students to help Johnny get the dojo started. He quickly finds out that you are the baddest badass in the Valley, and invites you to Cobra Kai, an invitation you are hesitant to accept

Warnings: none really, fluff ig

(Takes place during season 1, reader kinda replaces Aisha as CK’s second student)

You wouldn’t say you were the most popular girl in the Valley. Though, you thought you had enough of a “cool” reputation to remain left alone by those who were considered bullies around school. However, that didn’t stop Kyler and his dumbass friends for giving you shit this afternoon.

“Just give me my keys,” you stood with one hand on your hip and another held out before Kyler as he dangled the keys to your moped just a few inches above where you could actually reach. The boy and his little crew had caught you as you were leaving the convenient store. You dropped your keys as you were taking them out of your bag, and Kyler had appeared in front of you, picking them up as soon as you bent to do the same. You assumed they were on their way to the store themselves, but decided to stop just to mess with you.

Kyler laughed as he looked down at you, giving instigated looks at his other accomplices who laughed along with him.

“Aw, come on you gotta try harder than that,” he cooed in a mocking tone. Rolling your eyes, you jumped once more as you previously had, prompting him to throw them over to his blond friend. He similarly dangled them in front of you, and you heard chuckles from the others.

Now, you wouldn’t say you were a naturally violent person. You usually like to settle your disputes with conversation. But it was hot out, and you were really looking forward to going home after the crappy day you had. You sighed, rolling your eyes once again before taking a few determined strides to where the boy was standing. The smile on his face grew as he prepared to taunt you some more, until you placed both hands firmly on his shoulders and swiftly brought your knee up to his crotch.

The boy instantly doubled over in pain, groaning as his hands came down to cup his area. You used this opportunity to snatch the keys back into your grasp, smiling victoriously as you did.

“Thanks,” you stepped back before turning to Kyler and his other two goons who were gawking at your sudden blow. You were sure that if you weren’t a girl, they might’ve jumped you at this retaliation, but since you were, they just stood with their mouths agape. You smiled sarcastically at Kyler, who looked at you with frustration in return.

You briskly walked toward your bike and then got on, starting the vehicle with the key. You drove off in the direction of your home, feeling triumph at your small defeat of those jerks. Even though you knew they would still go back to messing with other kids the next day, it felt good knowing at least you stood your ground. However, what you didn’t know was that there was another spectator who had seen the encounter from a couple yards away.

Walking home from school, Miguel Diaz came across the spat moments before your bash to Brucks’ dick. He stood utterly shocked and impressed as he realized he just found the kind of student Cobra Kai was looking for.

Miguel had to ask Demetri and Eli who you were during lunch the next day, seeing as he was still relatively new to the school and didn’t yet know most people.

“Oh, her?” Demetri pointed in the girls direction and Eli quickly swatted his hand down. “That’s (Y/N) (L/N). Yeah, she’s in my bio class—not very social, but seems cool over all. Let me borrow a pen once.”

Miguel looked over at you a few tables away, chatting it up with the only other person at your table. He wouldn’t say he was confident when it came to talking to girls. Hell, it was like what Demetri had said the first time he sat down at their table: that he had practically sealed his position of being unpopular and undateable. He was pretty sure you might even laugh in his face full stop, but he thought it was worth a shot if it meant Cobra Kai could gain more pupils. So, finishing his lunch, he began to plan on what he would say to you.

The school day was going as it usually did for you. You went to your morning classes, talked with a couple friends, and were already exhausted before lunch time. The only difference you noticed were the slight dirty glances Kyler and his crew gave you across the lunch room.

As you were putting up your books into your locker, getting ready for the last period of the day, you felt the presence of someone approaching you. You figured it was one of the few acquaintances you had at school. The person came to a stop right next to your locker, appearing to wait until you were finished before speaking. You closed the door before looking to your right to see a boy who you actually weren’t familiar with at all. With a confused expression, you fully turned to face him. He seemed anxious and unsure of himself as he began speaking.

“Uh…Hi! Um…you’re (Y/N) right?” he prompted, clearly nervous.

“Yeah?” you replied. The boy nodded quickly before continuing.

“Hi! Er…wait…I actually said that already, sorry,” he awkwardly chuckled, and you thought you could actually see him sweating. “I’m Miguel…Diaz—Miguel Diaz. I’m new here. I was watching you yesterday— I-I mean I wasn’t like, watching you, I was headed in that direction already and I just saw you, and you were already out—”

“Can you get to the point, Miguel Diaz?” you questioned, a little irritated at his stammering.

“Oh yeah, sorry,” he took a quick breath in before he said, “Yesterday I saw the way you stood up to Kyler and his friends, when you kicked one of them in the…you know. And I was wondering i-if you would be interested in joining my karate dojo?” The words came out faster than they previously had.

Miguel then took off his backpack and placed it on the floor in front of him as he began searching through it for something. You followed his movements with furrowed eyebrows as you saw him pull out a piece of paper and stand up straight, looking at you again.

“It’s called Cobra Kai,” he said, holding out the paper to you, at which point you realized it was a flyer for the dojo in question. You took it in your hands, looking over the the text and seeing the large clip art of a cobra at the focal point. You shifted your gaze back up at him as he began talking again,

“We’re looking for new recruits, and, you know, I just-I thought you seemed pretty tough. We have a class later today, actually! The time is on the flyer.”

Miguel couldn’t really read your expression as you looked back down at the flyer, nodding your head slowly. You took a moment, mulling the sudden flood of information over in your head. You didn’t think you had ever been asked such a question before.

“Um,” you began, squinting your eyes slightly and focusing back on him, “I’m not sure karate is…really my thing.” You hesitantly replied, clearly a bit weirded out by the offer. You saw the boy glance at the ground almost disappointedly, and jumped to spare his feelings, “I mean thanks for thinking I’m tough or whatever, but that whole thing with Kyler, it wasn’t really much of anything. I was just pissed.”

“Oh ok, yeah I get it. Don’t worry,” Miguel said, shaking his head. You smiled awkwardly, holding the flyer back out to him. But he didn’t take it, “You can keep it, I got plenty more.”

Miguel smiled at you, let down, but not surprised by the rejection. You placed the flyer in between one of your textbooks when the sound of the the warning bell signaling last period rang through the halls. You glanced up briefly before dismissing yourself.

“That’s me, I gotta go. But thanks again for the offer,” you said, beginning to walk past him and in the direction of your bio class.

“No problem,” he called back. The boy sighed, looking down at his shoes defeatedly. He really didn’t want to let Sensei down, and had a little hope that you would accept the invitation. But just like Demetri and Eli, you seemed to think it was kinda ridiculous, which he couldn’t exactly blame you for.

Miguel bent down to zip and pick up his backpack that was still on the ground. He threw it over his shoulder before trudging off to class himself.

Miguel, or “Karate Boy”, as you elected to call him in your mind, stayed in your thoughts as you rode home that afternoon. The whole thing had come as a surprise. Not that someone had seen your brush with those assholes yesterday, but more that it would inspire them to think that you would be good at martial arts.

Of course, you had felt flattered by the boys consideration. It wasn’t everyday that someone paid attention to you. Not even your parents, really. But come on, karate? The most you knew about karate came from those cheesy action movies you had seen on tv a few times. And while it seemed cool on screen, you never saw it as some something that many people did in reality.

You arrived home, thoughts about karate leaving your head as the familiar residence came into your view. Today was actually more exciting for you than normal. Last week, you had reluctantly asked your parents if they could have a movie night with you. To your thrilled surprise, they actually agreed, and had promised to take time off of their busy schedules to spend the evening with you. It was a very rare opportunity to finally hang out with them, and something you had been looking forward to since you arranged it.

You came up onto the driveway, smiling as you saw your moms car parked on the pavement, faltering only when you realized you didn’t see your dads stationed next to it. You parked your moped in the garage, eagerly running inside. As you came into the living room, you spotted your mom looking intently at her computer while typing.

“Hey mom!” you exclaimed, smiling ear to ear. Though, you don’t think she heard you come in as her eyebrows jumped in surprise when her gaze briefly met yours.

“Oh, hey sweetie! Didn’t see you there. How was school?” she asked, not really seeming interested as she quickly returned her attention back to her computer. A behavior you were pretty used to by now.

“It was fine,” you answered quickly. “Where’s dad?” You questioned, eyebrows faintly scrunched. Your mom just continued to type, not hearing, or maybe ignoring your question completely.

“Mom,” you spoke firmer.

“Hm?” she reluctantly perked her head up, meeting your stare. You felt a sudden pit in your stomach.

“Where’s dad?,” you inquired, quieter and uneasily this time.

Your mom sighed and tilted her head to the side a little, looking back at you with that same apologetic look you had been given so many times before.

“Look sweetie, your father had an important meeting come up. I know you were looking forward to tonight, but it was urgent, so he had to cancel. You know how it is.”

You stood and stared at her a moment, your smile shrinking until it disappeared completely. The familiar feeling of disappointment crashing over you in painful waves.

“Yeah…yeah I know how it is.” Your eyes stung. Your nose began to feel stuffy. Your attempts to blink away your tears were in vain as you felt one roll down your cheek. You swiped it away almost immediately, not wanting to show your mom how much it got to you. But it didn’t matter, because she wasn’t looking at you anyway as she attended back to her work.

“Um,” you sniffed, “will you at least be able to hang out tonight?” A tiny bit of hope in your voice. But as she shook her head, not even peering at you, the hope drowned.

“I would, but I’m swamped today, love. Something went wrong with the investors earlier, and they’re all on my ass, so I gotta focus. But I promise, me and your father will watch movies with you next time, okay?” She didn’t give the impression she was asking for a response as she kept on working.

“Okay,” you responded anyway, your tone defeated. You slumped upstairs to your room, face hot and more tears streaming down your cheeks. You finally reached your bedroom, throwing your bag next to your bed as you threw yourself on to it.

Of course, you thought. Of course they cancelled. Of course they made plans with you only to end up doing what they always do. Forgetting you. How could you be so stupid to think that this time would be different?

You hated being like this. You thought that after all of the times your parents had let you down, you would’ve gotten used to it by now. But here you were, crying your eyes out like it was something new. On top of barely having any friends, it seemed like not even your parents wanted to spend time with you.

You sat up, looking around your room before finally settling on your school bag. You found your mind wandering to the interaction you had with Miguel earlier. Here was this boy who had noticed you, and even thought about you, something most people, including your parents, never bothered to do. And you didn’t even really know him.

You wiped your face quickly before reaching down into your bag and picking out the flyer. You held it out in front of you, regarding the information again. The class times were displayed in a bold text. Just like Karate Boy had told you earlier, there was a class that very afternoon, and looking at the clock in your room, you realized that it would be starting in the next 45 minutes.

Karate, huh? You stood to grab your keys off of your night table, headed for the door with your bag over your shoulder.

What did you have to lose?

Miguel had head to the dojo immediately after school was over. Johnny had him doing some more sit ups, talking to him from across the room about his failed attempt to recruit some guys at a basketball court.

“Any luck today for you?” he asked the panting boy. Miguel shook his head.

“Not really. I gave out some flyers though,” he said, thinking back on his talk with you. Miguel was so sure he had found just the kind of person Cobra Kai was looking for, but he figured they would have to keep looking.

“Yeah that’s great,” Johnny muttered sarcastically. “You know, when I was a teenager, everyone thought karate was badass. What’s wrong with your generation?”

“I don’t know, I think now they all just think it’s…lame?” Miguel replied, moving from sit ups to push ups.

“Lame?!” Johnny yelled incredulously. “That’s bullshit! Karate isn’t lame, it’s kickass! Kids today are just coddled too much, that’s what it is.” Miguel nodded sagely at his sensei’s proclamation. “Maybe if we start one of those Tickle accounts, we could get some attention from other teenagers.”

Miguel brought himself to sit down, bringing his legs up to his chest and his arms coming around them. He looked at his sensei, trying to figure out what he meant before putting it together.

“…you mean TikTok?” he asked.

“Yeah whatever,” Johnny waved his hand dismissively before starting toward his office. “Make sure you clean those mats!” he instructed before disappearing through the door frame. Miguel sighed, standing up to retrieve the cleaning supplies from the closet.

Cobra Kai had been his saving grace when he moved to the Valley. He wanted so bad to be able to show other kids the kind of confidence they could gain. But he could also understand why they might feel like they’d never be able to defend themselves, just like he once did. Karate in the Valley was mostly a thing of the past, and he didn’t know if it would ever return to the glory Sensei described in his old stories. They would just have to keep looking.

As the pupil walked his way back into the training room, spray and rag in hand, he heard the bell chime of the front door. Miguel stopped in his tracks, meeting (y/e/c) eyes for the second time that day.

You walked up to the mat, taking a curious glance around the place before looking at him as he stared back, a marveled expression across his features. You smiled softly.

“You came,” was all he said in a gently astonished tone.

“Yeah, well, I had nothing else to do and figured why not give it a shot? Who knows, maybe karate is my thing,” you smiled wider as you saw his excitement grow at your words. It was kinda adorable. Shifting from foot to foot, uncharacteristically nervous, you abruptly heard the sound of an adult male voice from another room.

“Miguel, who is it?!” he shouted.

“I think we have a new student!” he yelled back, not breaking the gaze held between you two. You heard eager footsteps entering the room as a tall man with blond hair, and what looked to be a black robe on, entered rather joyfully.

But then you noticed the smile on his face significantly drop as he took one look at you. Miguel turned to face him, and you both watched as Johnny scoffed and glanced away, wistfully irritated.

“We don’t take girls,” he did a small dismissive gesture with his hands as both you and Miguel gave him the same baffled expression, yours on the little more offended side.

“Excuse me?” you said, almost prompting him to clarify. But before he could say anything more, Miguel hastily looked back at you, shaking his head and chuckling tensely, before grabbing the man and guiding him to the other room.

You sat there in disbelief, listening to their hushed whispers. What the hell was that guys problem? You thought that by now, people knew that girls were just as capable of fighting as guys. Women were allowed in the military nearly a century ago, for christs sake! Miguel didn’t tell you this place was run by a sexist douchebag.

You couldn’t help but start to feel stupid for even showing up. Maybe this was a mistake? Maybe you really hadn’t found a place to fit in after all. The self assurance you had in your impulsive decision was slowly replaced by a creeping feeling of doubt as the conversation between the two males droned on.

Two excruciating minutes later, the older man came out again, Miguel trailing behind him. “Ok, take off your shoes and step on the mat,” he ordered. You slid off your shoes, doing as he instructed and stepping forward on to the cold, soft surface. The man in black came to stand directly in front of you, Miguel standing slightly off to the side, smiling encouragingly in your direction.

“After further review, I’ve decided to allow female students,” he spoke. You rolled your eyes and smiled sarcastically. Lucky me, you thought. He began speaking again, “but if you wanna be in Cobra Kai, you can’t act like a girl.”

You looked at him incredulously. Was he serious? looking at his deadpanned expression, you deduced he was as you crossed your arms defiantly and scoffed before replying, “And how do girls act, exactly?”

Johnny rolled his eyes himself, “Don’t give me that. You know, all emotional. Loud. Complain-y. Never letting you finish a sentence.”

Well it seems like someone was projecting, you thought squinting your eyes. But this misogynistic bullshit wasn’t anything new to you either. “Well I know a few guys who act just—”

“Quiet!” the sudden cry made you flinch in surprise as he cut you off. How ironic. The man began to pace back and forth in front of you. “My student tells me that the other day you kicked some asshole giving you a hard time,” he stated.

You thought for a moment. Previously, you had rejected the praise Miguel had given you for the incident. But now, hearing the way Karate Man put it, you couldn’t help but feel a little prideful.

“Yeah,” you said, raising your chin half an inch higher, “I guess I did.” You glimpsed over at Miguel who had his own look of pride on his face as he gave you a determined nod, smirking.

“Well here at Cobra Kai, that’s the kind of behavior we encourage,” he stopped in front of you.

“Here, you can learn not just how to send a message with a kick,” he swiftly brought up his fists into a fighting position, “…but with your fists.”

You glanced at his balled up hands, and then back in his eyes. He stared at you with determination, “So, you think you can handle it?”

You hesitated for a second, trying to decide if you really were ready for the commitment. Then, you glanced over at Miguel, who was smiling at you hopefully, encouragingly. You knew what your answer would be.

“Yeah, I am,” you smirked with determination. You looked back at the Sensei, who nodded his head in faint satisfaction and stepped back.

“Alright, let’s get to work,” he replied, and you felt a chill of excitement run down your spine. This was the start of something you wouldn’t regret. Maybe you’d even make some new friends along the way.

Or perhaps, something more…

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sowizardmentality · 1 month

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Another stupid story that came into my head when I woke up at 4 am🫨🤔🥱

In his youth, Daniel often trained with Miyagi outdoors, in a dojo, near a lake, in the mountains... And Johnny loved hiking with his cobras.

Plot: As a result, these two decided to organize a small sports camp with a tent camp for their students somewhere in a picturesque place, with training, bonfires, sausages and other good old romance.

And of course with a fun swim in some sea/lake! And... let an unpleasant incident occur there, as a result of which Johnny will have to rescue Daniel from the water. Maybe even bring him to his senses on the shore...

Let me know if anyone gets inspired and writes a story about it!!!

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usaonetwothree · 1 month

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Cobra Kai (TV), Karate Kid (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Miguel Diaz & Johnny Lawrence, Robby Keene & Johnny Lawrence Characters: Robby Keene, Miguel Diaz, Johnny Lawrence Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Everyone is going through it, Everyone Needs A Hug, Post-Season/Series 05 AU, Mexico au, Hurt Johnny Lawrence, Johnny trying to be a good dad, He's just bad at it, for now Summary:

Johnny fights to protect his boys. When he loses, Robby and Miguel must work together to get the three of them home safely.

#johnny lawrence #miguel diaz #robby keene #cobra kai #cobra kai fanfiction #usa123 #ao3

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bubblegumflavor · 2 years

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"You don’t have to worry anymore that you liked me before we met."

!Fanfic update!

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heymickyursofine · 3 months

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Who I write for - Dean Brannock (The Watcher), Benny Weir (Mbav), Older!Daniel Larusso (Cobra Kai), Older!Jeff Sadecki (Yellowjackets), Ajax Petropolus (Wednesday), Irwin M. Fletcher (Fletch), James "Mac" Mackreides (The Meg 1 & 2), Catherine Tramell (Basic Instinct 1992), Carter Davis (Happy Death Day).

Rules - If I ever write for a real person it probably won't be accurate or as accurate to their personality irl, I'm still iffy on writing for real people. This list will probably change as I watch more TV and develop hyperfixations.

Extra info - If I choose not to write a request please respect that and forgive me, sometimes not all prompts work for me and I don’t know where to go with it. Also bear with me as I write I might take a bit to get requests done, I'm in school. But I will try to hurry and get them done asap.

— I write for GN reader or Fem reader, but not Male reader. When requesting please state if you want the reader to be female or gender neutral!

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johnnylawrencefix · 1 year

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Maybe you meet (2019) Johnny at a bar where you were with your friend and she ended up leaving with some guy and Johnny notices and tries to flirt with you

Thank you for your req!

CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE COBRA KAI-ND

Pairing: Johnny Lawrence (2019) x fem!Reader

Word Count: approx 790

Warnings: flirting, alcohol consumption (mild), minor swear w ords

You were already uncomfortable before your friend had even asked you to hit up the bar with her that night. Somehow she’d managed to convince you to leave your den, and you were regretting every minute of it, especially as you stood next to her, fidgeting in one of your tight dresses that rarely saw the light of day. And worse yet, your feet were already aching from the stilettos she’d almost manhandled you to put on.

“Oh, would you look at the time!” You said hopefully, nudging her arm and turning your phone screen towards her, which she ignored entirely because to your disappointment she was engrossed in chatting with a guy she’d had her eyes on since you had both arrived. It made you contemplate if you were just a cover for her to meet him here in the first place, playing the ever indiscriminate, uninformed wingman. You knew your friend had her tendencies, and even though it aggravated you to no end, you still valued her friendship. Sighing, you turned back towards your nearly empty drink, swiveling the stirrers.

Ah yes, you thought, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot once again, she’ll be wanting to leave with him soon. And as if on cue, she finally turned to you and gave you the sweetest and most genuine hug, and it caught you off guard. “Bestie!!!! I’d really hate to leave you here, but Henry wants to go grab a drink back at his place. Did you want to come? You’re totally invited,” she said cheerfully.

You held back from letting your eyes roll and gave her a simple, unsurprised smile, “You go have fun, don’t worry, I’ll be able to make it home. I’ll just finish up this drink.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, don’t worry,” you shrugged and waved her off, giving her a thumbs up as she feigned a pout as she walked out the door with her new companion.

Sighing once more you looked back down at your drink. You didn’t hold it against her, you knew this was coming - maybe even a small part of you did want the excitement and was curious as to see what would happen next. There was no harm in her leaving you there either, the town was quiet enough, and you did do anything out of the ordinary to put yourself in danger’s path.

You lifted the drink to your lips and took the last swig, ready to call it a night as a man you couldn’t identify over the rim of your glass took a place at the bar next to you.

“Hey Bartender, I’ll take a Coors Banquet and the pretty lady here will have another one of whatever that was,” he gestures to your now finished drink. You were taken aback and found yourself blushing not only at the offhand compliment but also at how handsome the stranger next to you was.

“That won’t be necessary” you tried to interject, to no avail, and then turning to the man you said, “I was just about to leave actually.”

“Ah, where’s the fun in that, it’s not often I see as gorgeous a babe as you ‘round here,” he threw you a pretty smile and you found yourself relenting: unreasonably.

“Well,” you paused, “thanks for the drink -”

“- Johnny Lawrence,” he offered happily.

“-Johnny,” you repeated, testing. The bartender placed both your drinks down and you held back a smile.

“Your friend always leaves you in lurch?” He gestured to the doorway with the base of the bottle as he raised it to take a drink.

“Oh? F/N? Yeah…” you trailed off, pondering it as if only now realizing how often it happened, “But that’s okay I like her!”

“Seems like a shitty friend. You should get a new one,” he admonished.

“Really?” You laughed, “You have any suggestions?”

“Yeah. Me,” he was frank and you’d have taken him far more seriously than he’d meant it if not for the easily spotted boyish smile he was trying to hide. “Got a name?”

“Y/N,” you offered. You’d never quite met someone like this Johnny Lawrence before, your curiosity was more than piqued and every passing second this total stranger was drawing you in.

“I should have known,” he sighed. You paused for a second, what did that mean? Was there something wrong?

“Pray, tell.”

He winked, “I should have known that your name would be as beautiful as you are.”

You guffawed, shocked at the highschool line - you couldn’t help but find it absolutely endearing. He chuckled, gorgeous blue eyes sparkling.

“How ‘bout we get to know each other better, Y/N? Wanna get out of here and grab a bite? I know a great pizza place.”

“I’d like that.”

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imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl · 2 years

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All Of Me {Part 04 of 13}

Pairing: Robby Keene X Reader

Chapter word count: 1.9 K

Summary: Being the new girl in the Valley wasn't as bad as you expected, and you were finding your place when the dynamite you were living into exploded. You were kicked out of your house by your stepfather with nothing but a backpack with a few pieces of clothing. There was nowhere to go, and you were preparing yourself to spend the night in the streets when a guy finds you. After being invited to crash at his place, you didn't know the war you were walking into. A war you became determined to end.

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{Cobra Kai Masterlist}

Rivalry

That week was torture for both you and Robby. The special program he's in keeps up with the All Valley High School calendar, which means you're both on exam week. But since the topics of the subjects aren't the same, you can't study together. So the evenings are filled with silence as you just sit on the couch or the kitchen table to study.

On Friday there's an insane Biology exam, so on Thursday, the guys wanted to meet up to study since it's the one class everyone is together. So it was decided it would be after school, and here's where you are now, in the backseat of Sam's car, listening as Hawk and Demetri argue about some game.

When the car stops, you hop off immediately, giving the boys an annoyed look. The place looks odd from the outside, Japanese style. There are some other cars parked here, old cars. Following them inside, you can't help but look around. Then, when you cross what seems like a tiny room with paper walls, your mouth falls open.

“(Y/N), this is the Miyagi-Do,” Sam says as they all move aside so you can see better. The place is amazing, like a Japanese garden in the middle of LA. There are even a pond, and trees, and...

“Miyagi-Do? The dojo?” You ask, turning to look at her.

“Yes. Why?”

“Oh...” You haven't told them yet, but now it seems like the right time. “Can we sit?”

“Sure.” As Sam speaks, Demetri drops down on the wooden deck, with a dramatic sigh.

“Thank God we have some sunlight today. Yesterday was so cold.” He complains as the rest of them sit down in a badly shaped circle.

“Guys, I'm new here, you know that. So I'm only fairly aware of the bad blood between the dojos.” You start, taking the book and notebooks out of your backpack just to have something to keep your hands occupied. “And to make it clear, it's not a problem at all that I'm here. But you should know that around three weeks ago my mother's new husband kicked me out of the house because... Well, because he's a cheater asshole that wanted to control my mother and me. It was pouring and I had nowhere to go so I was on the street when Robby found me.”

“Robby?” Hawk asks, perplexed. “Robby ' the jerk' Keene?”

“Yes.” You decide to ignore Hawk's nickname for Robby. “He took me to Cobra Kai dojo. He's living there and... I've been crashing there ever since.”

“What?” Miguel speaks up, shaking his head. “You can't stay there.”

“Kreese and Silver are crazy. And evil.” Demetri adds.

“Why didn't you come to my place? I could sneak you in, you'd have a place to stay... For a while.” Hawk says, and you look at him.

“We knew each other for just a little time, I didn't feel like I could. But it is what it is now. I'm living there and I'll stay there until-” The sliding door opens suddenly, and you look up to find two men coming through it. One with dark hair and a social white shirt, and the other one, blond, with some rock band tattered T-Shirt.

“Hello. I didn't know we'd have the guys come over.” The one with the social shirt says. “And we have a new face.”

“Dad, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is my dad, Daniel.” Sam says, and you get up to shake his hand. “And this is Johnny Lawrence, Sensei of the Eagle Fang dojo and... Robby's father.”

That makes you raise your eyebrows, shaking his hand as well. “Robby told me about you. Well, a little.”

“You know Robby?”

“Dad, (Y/N) is...” She gives you a look, and you know she's asking how much she can say about what you just told her. You nod. “She was kicked out of her house and now she's living at the Cobra Kai dojo. Robby found her.”

“Oh.” It's all Mr. LaRusso says, a surprised expression on his face.

“Wait. What does it have to do with Robby?” Mr. Lawrence asks, and he sounds a bit angry.

“Robby found her, Sensei. And took her to the dojo.” Is Miguel who answers, nodding slightly.

“(Y/N), you have to be careful around Kreese and Silver. They're very dangerous people.” Mr. LaRusso says with a hand gesture meant to calm everyone down. “Perhaps you shouldn't be staying there. You're welcome to stay with us until you can go back home.” He looks at Sam, who nods.

“No. Thank you, Mr. LaRusso, but I'm not going home. It's a long story but I'm better off on my own. And I'm fine at Cobra Kai, really.”

“Kreese and Silver won't like to know you hang around with us,” Miguel states, shrugging. “As Mr. LaRusso said, they're dangerous.”

“They know.” You tell them, crossing your arms and looking down for a moment. “They know and I'll say the same things I told them. Rivalry is good, it's only normal because of the Tournament and everything, but that's for the competition. I don't understand why or how it became something so personal, but honestly, I won't fall into that rabbit hole. I'm living at the Cobra Kai dojo, I may even join them eventually, but that doesn't mean I'll start hating you guys. And I really don't want you to hate me just because I may be taking karate classes at some other dojo.” You pause to take a deep breath, unsure of what to say next.

“That's really-”

Mr. LaRusso starts, but Johnny cuts him short. “I don't care, we'll beat their asses in the Tournament this Summer.” He says, gesturing at the kids. “We all will. Tell Kreese we'll be ready for a revanche and Silver won't be able to bribe anyone this time.”

Raising your eyebrows, you nod. “I'll tell them.”

“Hell yeah!” Hawk says, pushing himself up with a jump. He comes to stand before you, smiling. “And you go tell Robby that if we don't compete in the Tournament, I'll meet him anywhere, anytime, and I'll kick his ass all over again!” He yells, screaming something that sounds like some kind of battle cry of his.

You gasp, licking your lips and grabbing the back of his coat when he steps away to yell something at Demetri. “Listen up, birdie.” You say, giving him a mean smile. “You yell at my face again, I'll kick you where it hurts.” Giving his shoulder a friendly pat, you turn to look at Sam's father. “I understand if you don't want me here Mr. LaRusso, because I'm sure none of your students would be welcome at Cobra Kai. So I'll leave if you want me to.”

He shakes his head, pinching his eyebrows together. “Absolutely not. You're very welcome here, to study, to hang out, or for a karate lesson. And tell Robby he's welcome as well.”

That makes you smile, nodding slightly. “Thank you. That's really kind.” When Lawrence steps forward, you look at him. “...You want me to tell Robby something?”

“No. No, I'm good.” He says, and then, both men leave you and the others to study.

It's dark when Sam starts to drop everyone home. You're at Cobra Kai's street when you see Robby walking home, so you ask her to drop you there. It's raining, and he has the umbrella open. You run over to him, and he shares the umbrella with a smile. You go inside through the front door, rubbing your arms to chase away the cold.

“How was your test?”

“Good. I think I got at least a B.” He answers as you cross the tatami. “How was studying?”

“I had to physically shut Hawk up, but other than that it was fine.” You stop by the fridge to get a soda, as Robby mutters something you can't hear and goes further inside. “What?”

“Come here for a second.” He says, but that sounds nothing like what he had said before.

“Something wrong?” Leaving the open soda can on the countertop, you make your way to the bedroom. And when you get there, you immediately get what's... Wrong. “Oh...” The single bed is gone and replaced with a double bed, neatly made and set in the middle of the room. There's also a brand new wardrobe, a bigger one.

“Since you fought like a married couple over a bed, I decided to give you one where you could sleep like one. TS.” He reads and passes over the card. “At least we know he has a sense of humor.”

What can you say? This is a situation you never, ever thought you'd ever find yourself in. ...But then again, things could be a lot worse. So you sigh, giving him back the card. “I want the left side.” You simply say, climbing on the bed to claim your choice.

“No. No way.” He complains and soon comes to the bed as well. “Left is mine, I was here first.” Without saying anything, Robby grabs your waist, lifting you slightly and throwing you on the other side of the bed.

“But I spoke first!” Raising your voice a little, you pretend to be mad, holding his arm and pushing yourself over him at the same time you pull him to the right side of the bed.

“That's not how it works.” He snaps back, and that's how it begins.

At first, it was just one trying to push the other off the left side, but soon enough, you're not sure what you're doing anymore. You're just fighting, playing, throwing each other around, rolling over until the sheets are a total mess. When you finally stop, still a laughing mess, Robby has his upper body on top of you, a hand on your ribs, where he was tickling you.

“I need a break, seriously.” You say, laughing again. “I need to breath.”

“We still haven't agreed on who takes which side.” Now that the adrenaline levels are lowering, you feel how bad your face is burning... Because his face is only five inches away from yours. And he doesn't move away. You were half expecting him to move away the moment he noticed the proximity. But he didn't.

“Well... I'm not giving up.”

“Me neither.” He says in a much lower voice. And you feel it, you feel it coming when he starts to come even closer, his hand moving from your ribs to your face, cupping it gently.

“HEY!” The sudden yells make you flinch, closing your eyes and thigh in frustration. “ROBBY BOY!”

“Damn it,” Robby mutters, sitting up. “It's Kyler. I forgot I said I'd go with him and the guys to some stupid party.”

“Go. Have some fun, you deserve it after that exam.”

“Don't you wanna come?” He offers, and you sit up as well, looking at him.

“No, I don't even know them. And I have to study anyways. So why don't you go and have fun for both of us.”

He nods, and so do you. And for a while, you both just sit there, staring at each other. “I'll be back at eleven.” He finally breaks the silence. “And I'll be making you some questions to make sure you did study.” With that, Robby leans closer and places a kiss on your cheek.

You don't even have time to process it, because he gets up, and then he's gone. But you can't keep the silly smile from your lips.

And of course, you couldn't focus that much on studying that night.

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samdeancass · 1 year

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Pairing: Robby Keene x fem!reader

Christmas Event 2022

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“This is my favourite time of year!”

Robby looked at you with crossed arms and raised eyebrows. “Really, Y/N? I never would have guessed, considering your whole house is covered completely in Christmas decorations, and it’s the middle of November!”

You smiled cheekily and fluttered your eyelashes at him. “You love that about me me, though, that I am so invested in every holiday.” He chuckled lightly and brought you in for a hug, kissing the top of your head. “I’d call this a little more than invested, baby. You’re obsessed!”

You pulled away and narrowed your eyes. “At least I’m not a scrooge, like you! Now, I’m going to get ready for the party whilst you finish up down here. Then you can come up and get ready.” “That’s another thing, it’s not right to have a Christmas party in November! It’s just not Christmas yet!”

Robby smirked at you as he knew he was getting under your skin, and annoying you. You huffed. “It’s a Pre-Christmas Christmas party!” He laughed lightly as you walked frustratingly up the stairs. You stared at the costumes lying at the foot of the bed and an idea sprung into your mind.

You had bought matching costumes for the party, obviously yours was a little more revealing than his. So instead of putting your costume on, you put his on instead and shoved yours down the side of the bed.

Hearing Robby come up the stairs, you lay on the bed with a wide smile on your face. He entered the room and stood staring at you, trying to stifle a laugh. “Er, you’re wearing my christmas costume.” His eyes were beginning to water the longer he held his laugh in.

“Yeah, well, I thought you’d look better naked. Besides, this one suits me way more than it would suit you.” Robby scoffed and raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that? It looks about twenty sizes too big on you.” A seductive smirk rested on your lips as you leaned forward slightly.

“Come and take it off for me then, big boy.” Robby’s eyes blackened a little as a low growl erupted from the back of his throat. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

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Either prompt 13 or 100 from the 150 Random Writing Prompts list.

Thank you so much for the ask!

Prompt 13 is “If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

Somehow my brain ran away with this vaguely smutty prompt and turned it into a 1300 word puddle of teen Lawrusso angst 🤣

Warning on this one for domestic violence, but here goes!

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed,” Johnny whispered into his ear.

“Shut up,” Daniel quietly replied with a huff of almost embarrassed laughter. “You know I can't help it.”

“Oh, yeah?” Johnny asked, obviously amused at how flustered Daniel was, even though he was trying to hide it in a public place. “You think I'm hot?”

“Duh,” Daniel said, rolling his eyes. “You know I do.”

They were at the country club. It only seemed fitting. They'd been through so much since Daniel got Spaghetti all down his white clothes, but everything was different now.

After Daniel won the tournament again in '85 he'd found Johnny drunk, stumbling through the Miyagi-Do garden. He'd taken Johnny inside and sobered him up, and they'd been friends ever since, although lately it had been much more than that.

They'd never kissed. Never laid a hand on each other, but they both knew they wanted to.

Lately there had been sparks in the air every time they were near each other, but one thing stood in their way.

“Sid is watching us,” Johnny said, stiffening

“I thought that was the point?” Daniel asked.

“It was,” Johnny said, pulling back.

“Hey,” Daniel said, desperate to run his hand up Johnny's arm. “Look at me, not at him.”

“Sorry,” Johnny said, breathing out. “I'm so used to being scared of him. I can't help it.”

“You don't have to apologise for anything,” Daniel said.

“I almost blew the plan,” Johnny replied.

“Everything's going to be OK,” Daniel said softly. “You thought all this through and it's going to work.”

Daniel knew he was lying. He had no idea how this was going to turn out.

In '84 Daniel only saw Johnny a series of still images. He saw his fists. He saw him lashing out with kicks and punches. He saw him laugh as Daniel fell to the ground in pain.

After the '85 tournament Daniel got to see behind the scenes of Johnny's life.

He saw the problem drinking and the constant sadness. He saw the bruises that littered his arms, ribs and face. He saw Johnny cry as he confessed that he couldn't protect his mother from his step father's abuse.

It changed everything.

They'd both been drinking when they came up with the plan.

“This is crazy,” Daniel said. “You can't be serious!”

“What else can I do?” Johnny asked desperately. “He has my mom under his thumb. She'll never say a word against him, and no one will believe me over him!”

“They might!” Daniel protested.

“He's rich, Daniel,” Johnny said. “He's rich and powerful and he'll twist everything.”

Daniel sighed. He knew Johnny was right, but the idea of what he was planning terrified him.

Daniel looked across the country club, over at Sid.

The man was like a blight on the world, but people hung on his every word and indulged him, even though he was plainly a complete asshole. He had money though, and that would get you anything you wanted in this town.

“You don't have to do this,” Daniel said, wondering if they were doing the right thing.

“You know I do,” Johnny said softly.

“But anything could happen,” Daniel said, fighting back tears. “What if he hurts you?”

“Daniel, even if we don't do this I already know he'll hurt me. He always does,” Johnny said. “I can't let him get away with it anymore. I can't stand another day of watching her cover up her bruises with make up.”

“What if it doesn't happen here?” Daniel asked. “What if he waits till you're at home?”

“There's a phone at the end of the street,” Johnny said. “The neighbours will never call. They never have when they hear it, but you will, right?”

“Of course I will,” Daniel breathed, like it was ever a question, like he wouldn't do anything to stop Johnny hurting.

“You have to wait though,” Johnny said. “You can't call if you don't hear anything.”

“I can't believe the neighbours never call the cops,” Daniel said, shaking his head.

“Well, they're rich too,” Johnny replied. “They all stick together.”

Daniel couldn't believe he was going ahead with this. He could understand why Johnny was willing to take the risk though.

Hell, Daniel would do it too for his mom, but they had no idea what would happen at the end of the day, and there were so many things that could go wrong.

Sid could really hurt Johnny. Sid could kill him. They had no idea what he was really capable of, and no matter what he did he would probably get away with it, unless there was undeniable proof.

Unless there was witnesses.

If it happened in public then everything would be different.

If it happened in public it would be a scandal.

They just had to do something that would set him off enough, and they both knew exactly what it was.

“I just want you to know,” Johnny said, swallowing, fighting back tears too. “I just want you to know that I'm so sorry for everything I did to you last year.”

“Hey,” Daniel said, desperate to raise his hand to Johnny's cheek, but it wasn't the time to do it yet. “I know all that. I know it wasn't you. I know it was Cobra Kai and everything else.”

“Daniel, I don't know what's going to happen,” Johnny said, his voice choked with tears. “But I'm so glad I'm here with you now.”

“I am too,” Daniel whispered. “When all this is over, when it's all done, we'll be together, and I can't wait for that.”

“I can't wait to take you bed,” Johnny whispered, as he leaned in to kiss him.

This was it. This was the plan.

Their first kiss. Daniel prayed it wouldn't be the last.

There was a roar from the other side of the room.

There was the faintest brush of Johnny's lips against his, then everything was ripped away.

“What the hell are you doing, boy?” Sid shouted, as he grabbed Johnny's arm and twisted it painfully.

“Sid, stop!” Johnny's mom screamed. “Stop! You're hurting him!”

Sid twisted Johnny's arm further, and Daniel swore he could hear the crack as the bones in his wrist snapped, then Johnny let out a cry.

“Stop it!” she cried once more, grabbing at Sid's arm.

Sid lashed out, striking her with the back of his hand, knocking her backwards. She fell onto a table, knocking over the drinks on it, making the rich patrons cry out in indignation.

Sid drew back his fist again, hitting Johnny in the face, breaking his nose.

“We're leaving!” Sid said roughly. “You've embarrassed me enough!”

Johnny's mom climbed up off the floor, checking she had her handbag, as she walked out towards the exit with tears streaming down her perfect face.

“I'm sorry, Sid,” she said, turning back.

Sid started walking towards the exit, dragging Johnny by his broken arm.

Johnny turned, blood streaming down his face, looking towards Daniel.

“I love you,” he mouthed silently, with a blood tinged grin.

Daniel could hear the murmurs of disapproval spreading throughout the country club.

It was one thing to beat your wife and family in private, but to do it in public? To cause an embarrassing incident? To do something that might bring the reputation of the club into disrepute?

That was different.

“I never liked that man,” Daniel could hear people saying. “Such an embarrassment!”

Johnny turned, as Sid dragged him out of the room.

One last fleeting glance, as the parking lot was bathed in red and blue lights.

It was a grin of triumph.

They'd won.

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