#△ ––– OUT OF THE VALLEY ⋮ no more cobras.

[princecvbra]

SEASON SIX PART ONE STARTER CALL: like this for a starter based on season six part one. might contain spoilers for the finale of that part as well. one mayor change i made is that the tournament is taking place in japan, not barcelona.

[lvndrfucks]

don’t leave me hanging omg, write the concept. miguel brain rot is on 24/7 — 🧠

You were surprised none of Miguel’s neighbors had complained yet. There were teenagers scattered all around the inside of Johnny’s apartment and the outside, loud music blasting and a fair share of drinks being passed around. At least everyone was getting along after the long overdue karate feud.

You were nursing a red solo cup while standing in the corner of the room, taking small sips. The taste of alcohol didn’t really appeal to you. Your friends engaged in chatter that you chimed in once in awhile, but you were a bit distracted.

“Are you going to talk to him or keep eye-fucking?”

“What?” Your eyes moved away from Miguel’s. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You guys have been staring at each other all night,” your friend pointed out. “He’s single, you’re single.” She made gestures with her hands for emphasis.

You shook your head while looking down to hide how red your face had gotten. “He doesn’t like me like that. We’re friends.”

“Lame,” your other friend bursted. “Go talk to him! Congratulate him on winning karate again or something.”

You rolled your eyes while taking a drink to avoid the conversation.

Her friend smirked suddenly with an idea. “Hey, can I borrow your jacket? I’m a little cold.”

You were feeling hot from the crowded room, so you were a little confused on how she was the opposite, but you did so nevertheless. You removed the cropped denim jacket to expose more of the little black dress you had on. You smiled while handing it to her.

Miguel felt his mouth go dry. His eyes scanned up and down your body from afar, the silk perfectly hugging your body and exposing valleys of skin he had never seen before.

A pat on his shoulder made him jump as he was forced to look away.

“Hey, man,” Hawk greeted. He noticed you and looked back at Miguel with a smirk. “You gonna make a move tonight, or what?”

Miguel chuckled nervously and shook his head. “I don’t think she likes me like that. I mean, we’ve been friends since we were both in Cobra Kai. Isn’t that a bit weird?”

Hawk scoffed. “No. That just builds up more chemistry. And pent up frustration.” Miguel looked at him curiously as he clarified. “Sexual frustration.”

“Dude.”

“It’s true! Remember that time you went out with Sam and she nearly broke some kid’s arm. Or when she got asked out and you broke the practice dummy.”

Even though Hawk’s statements were technically true, Miguel still had his doubts. What would a girl like you want with a guy like him?

“You just gotta go for it, man. Before someone else does,” Hawk advised and motioned his head towards Chris and Mitch who had started talking to you. You immediately started smiling and laughing at what they were saying.

Miguel held back a glare as he handed his cup to Hawk. He cheered, “That’s my boy!”

Your laughter died down as Miguel approached the three of you. You smiled at him in greeting that he returned before looking at Chris and Mitch.

“Robby wants you guys to refill the cooler outside,” he told them.

“But I just did five minutes ago,” Mitch said.

“Well, he wants you to do it. Again.”

Miguel was grateful Chris was the smarter one between the two as he was beginning to catch on.

“Yeah, it’s no problem.” There was almost a smug smile on Chris’ face. “Come on, man.” He began dragging Mitch away, the boy complaining that he already did once again.

That just left you and Miguel.

You glanced behind you to see your friends had ran off somewhere, of course. There was a small beat of silence between you two.

“How are you?”

“This is a great party.”

You two spoke at the same time. You both laughed.

“Sorry. You go first,” Miguel insisted.

“I said this is a great party,” you repeated. “I’m surprised your mom was okay with it.”

“Well, Johnny told her that it was just Miyagi-Do and Eagle Fang ‘hanging out.’”

When you were about to respond, someone knocked into you. As you tripped forward slightly, Miguel had his arms out to catch you. You sheepishly apologized while standing straight.

“Um, did you wanna go somewhere less crowded,” he proposed.

You nodded and started following him out. People from school were still showing up and it seemed the outside was becoming just as packed. You maneuvered around while still trying to keep up with Miguel. He turned to face you and offered his hand out so you wouldn’t lose each other. You took it, trying to hide your growing smile.

He guided you across towards his apartment. He opened the door and let you inside first. You were still able to hear the music and chatter of people, but it reduced slightly. Plus, you guys were completely alone now.

“Sorry. I thought it would be better here to talk and stuff. Unless you wanted to go back to the party. I’m fine with either, I just assumed—“

“It’s fine, Miguel,” you cut him off with a light chuckle. “It was getting a little overwhelming out there.” You set your empty cup on the dining table and moved to lean on the edge of the couch.

“C-can I tell you something,” he asked, standing in front of you.

“You can tell me anything.”

Your smile made him weak in the knees. His hands suddenly felt clammy as he clenched and unclenched his fists.

“I…I really like you.”

“I like you too.”

Miguel gulped. “No. I mean I like-like you. Like more than friends type of way.”

“Oh.”

Oh?

“If you don’t feel the same way, it’s fine. I get it. We’ve been friends for a long time and I understand not wanting to ruin that. It’s just that when I’m around you, I feel different. Different like you’re the one person in my life I’d hate to lose or I wouldn’t mind kissing. You know, that was probably a really weird thing to say. I’m sorry—“

“Miguel.” You laughed a bit. “It’s okay. I like-like you too.”

“Really,” he breathed out in disbelief.

You nodded. “And you’re the person I wouldn’t mind kissing either.”

Your hands reached forward to grasp his flannel and pull him closer towards you. The heels gave you an advantage to be nearly face to face with him. The close proximity made you both nervous, but someone had to make the first move.

Meeting halfway, Miguel’s lips pressed against yours in a savory kiss. His hands rested on his either side of your neck, his thumbs on the underside of your jaw and pulling you in even closer. You pulled away briefly, seeing his heart-shaped pupils and puffed lips parted. He pulled you back in with urgency.

There was only the heat of the moment, the electricity between you two, and the pure, unbridled passion of your kiss. It was a moment you would remember forever, a moment that would stay with you long after the kiss had ended.

The buzz of Miguel’s phone brought you back to Earth. He seemed to have no intention of stopping, though.

You pulled away, his lips immediately attaching to the side of your neck. “Do you wanna get that,” you asked, slightly breathless.

“Not really,” Miguel answered and kissed you again.

His phone eventually stopped until whoever was calling decided to call again. You laughed slightly at Miguel’s annoyance when he pulled away.

“It’s okay,” you reassured, one of your hands combing through his hair.

Miguel begrudgingly answered the phone with a haughty, “What?”

“Dude, where are you,” Hawk asked from the other line.

“I’m a little busy right now.” Miguel pinched your hip lightly in warning as you continued sucking on the skin of his neck.

“Well, I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I need a beer pong partner.”

“Ask Robby.” Your hand began to trail down his body.

“I’m going against him, dumbass.”

He held back a groan when you squeezed his hard on over his jeans. “I gotta go.”

“But—“

Miguel hung up and tossed his phone on the couch. You yelped in surprise when he lifted you, your legs wrapping around his waist in response.

Once in his room, he had shut the door swiftly with his foot. Next thing you knew, you were lying back on the bed with Miguel hovering over you, leaving wet kisses and sucking on your exposed chest. One of your hands was threaded in his hair as the other tightly gripped the comforter. His hand slowly trailed up your thigh, giving a soft squeeze and earning a low moan from you.

Miguel pushed the bottom of your dress up to your stomach, exposing the black shorts underneath. He looked at you as you were panting already from the build up.

"You okay," he whispered.

"Of course."

He pecked your lips before going down on his knees at the edge of the bed. He ran his hands over your thighs, placing light kisses ever so often. Eventually, he hooked his fingers onto the waistband of your shorts and pulled them off, leaving just your underwear.

Miguel was hesitant at first as he ran his thumb over the wet patch, but you moaned softly from above as you tried closing your legs if he wasn't in the way. He repeated the motion with more pressure, causing you to jolt. He enjoyed the reactions.

He gently guided your underwear over your hips and slid them out from under you. A soft gasp emitted as you felt Miguel slip his tongue between your lips. Your mind went blank as he licked, his tongue spreading over your clit in smooth strokes. His open mouth panted heavy, moist breaths over your cunt, absorbing every drop of essence as it pooled on his tongue.

Your fingers tugged on his hair, your back arching off the bed slightly. You could feel a growing sensation low in your stomach, your orgasm twisting and winding into a tight knot.

A sudden gasp fell from your lips as he slowly pushed a finger inside of you. You inhaled sharply, eyes rolling back as he pushed his pointer finger in knuckle by knuckle until he rubbed the tip of his finger against that tougher spot inside of you.

His finger slipped in and out a few times until he added a second. It made you choke, walls clamping down and tightening painfully, tears pricking your eyes in a mix of pain and pleasure. Miguel kept them still as he leaned forward to press soft kisses on your clit.

“You're doing so good, baby. I just need to relax, okay?"

You nodded, even though you were sure he couldn't see it. You exhaled loudly, gasping just as loud before groaning and bucking your hips unconsciously. He resumed pushing in and out, his fingers shined with arousal.

You could feel every inch of his fingers inside as his mouth continued to stay hot and slick against your cunt, letting his spit collect all around. Your eyes rolled back when your stomach began twisting, feeling as though something was on your chest. You whimpered, followed by a groan of his name as your body relaxed once the knot snapped, and your vision blurred.

Miguel lapped up the mess and licked his fingers clean, watching the way your chest rose and fell rapidly. You looked utterly fucked the way your hair was sprawled out and little breaths leaving your plump lips, your head tilted to the side and eyes still shut.

He moved beside you and kissed your temple, combing your hair back. “You still got one more left for me?”

With shining eyes, you looked up at him and nodded.

Miguel grinned as he started to remove his flannel and shirt. Your thighs rubbed together while staring at him undo his jeans. You shakily stood on your knees and shuffled closer to him.

He gave you a tender, slow kiss, but you weren’t ready for such gentleness at this point in time. Instead, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you. A low groan released from his throat as his hands moved from your hips to the zipper of your dress. You pulled away to disregard the rest of your clothing before pulling Miguel onto the bed.

He sat back as you straddled him, lips moving together once more. Reaching between the two of you, you grabbed his leaking cock so you could set him up at your entrance. As you lowered yourself, you inhaled slowly through your nose since the preparation and care he had given you had made the stretch easy to endure. As a result, all you felt was the full sensation he had given you.

You performed an exploratory hip roll once you were seated completely. You let out a groan at the feeling, every little motion causing electricity to tingle through your body.

Miguel sat up, you two now chest to chest while he held you firmly. “Fuck, you feel fucking amazing.” He placed wet kisses along your chest.

The noises of the party drowned out his moans as you began to ride him in earnest. His hands settled on your hips, causing the soft flesh to crease as he started responding to your thrusts with his own. You could feel him moving deeper with every motion, until eventually you could almost feel him in your stomach.

“Miguel,” you gasped out, meeting his gaze.

“I’ve got you, amor.” His mouth attached to one of your breasts, making you whimper.

His actions left your limbs feeling like rubber while he proceeded to fuck into you harder. Your tongue grazed his flushed skin, your head tucked into his neck.

“Making me feel so good,” you told him gently in his ear. “Want you to finish in me. Want all of you.”

Your babbling was cut off by a higher pitched moan at Miguel’s hard thrusts, your words egging him on more.

“Think you can take it all, baby?” His forehead pressed against yours as you nodded with a pleading look. “I’ll give you everything. Again. Again. And again.” He punctuated with each thrust, your grip on his shoulders tightening. “You gonna cum? Can feel it.”

“Please.”

Your loud moans echoed throughout the room as your legs tightened around his, your body moving faster to keep you on your high. You could feel Miguel spilling out of you, the warm feeling comforting the both of you. His arms wrapped around your waist to cease your shudders as he placed light kisses upon your shoulder.

Miguel, though he didn’t want to, slowly removed himself from you, a small whimper slipping past your lips. He laid you down on his bed and told he’d be right back. When he returned, he had a damp washcloth in one hand and a water bottle in the other. He carefully cleaned you up, knowing your legs must be sore, and sat you up to take a few sips of water.

He smiled gently at you and kissed your forehead, making your face flush in admiration. He grabbed an extra t-shirt for you and changed into a pair of new boxers for himself. Once settled beside you, Miguel draped the comforter over both of your bodies.

You both stared at each other, a grin on your lips as you leaned forward for one last kiss in the night.

hera speaks!

sorry for the long wait. i honestly get embarrassed writing smut, but this has been on my mind for a long time

[lowkeyrobin]

Miguel x reader but reader is just absolutely in love with Miguel but Miguel has eyes for sam and reader tries to be supportive be can't so they distance themself away from Miguel😁

- ♠️

dude I swear we're gonna brawl and I'm gonna make the guy ur talking too watch as I win. I'm so srs rn I'm gonna tell meemaw (I lit don't even know them all that well but idc) ; anyways thanks I guess 😒 /sarc ; but I went a little off the rails w this one cause why not

MIGUEL DIAZ ; casual

summary ; you have eyes for miguel while he slowly distances himself to be with sam, and you accept your fate

warnings ; language, physical fighting / a punch thrown

disclaimers ; miguel is a whole fucking villain, kinda off to canon timeline cause I'm rewatching atm and it's hard to keep 5 seasons straight in the brain, fun hawk tory and demetri content cause they'd be so cool together

track ; casual, chappell roan

word count ; 1.4k

masterlist

You thought that maybe after all these months being with Miguel meant that you were together. Apparently not.

After two weeks of dating, his mom invited you over for dinner.

You gave him everything.

You did everything for him, you owed him everything, you could only thank him for being alive now.

After all the passionate making out, the special dates, the first time experiences, after everything, he said that. He said that there were no attachments. Every time you kissed, you gained anger issues, knowing his lips were probably on another's at some point between the last and now.

He made out with you after pressing you against the wall while his family sat at the dinner table down the hall.

But no, it was just casual.

You knew he just told his friends that it was just casual.

You loved being dumb about it for a while, at least while you thought it was real. After graduation, you'd have an apartment, and he'd show you off to his friends at the pier.

You noticed his unfocused gaze upon you. You noticed how he looked more interested in Sam LaRusso, again, for that matter.

You were just a rebound, apparently.

But apparently, it was just casual when he made out with you in the locker room just before the All Valley tournament. Yeah, it was just casual when you were on the phone trying to convince him not to run away to go find his dad, yet he went anyways.

You made out with him when you went to dinner, his mom and Johnny at the table.

Yet once he knew that you knew that he was into Sam again, he wondered why you were bitter. He bragged to his friends about how much he loved your lips, how much he wanted you and how amazing you were.

You hated how you allowed it to drag on, how you let it break you as much as it possibly could before you just gave the fuck up.

You hated yourself.

You hated yourself for allowing it to happen. You hated yourself for letting him think it was just casual. You hated yourself for not fucking killing him once you caught him in the act.

But no, you had to be the chill person who would just shrug it off.

At least some of your mutual friends were on your side after you texted them about it. Demetri, Tory, and Hawk the most, slightly surprisingly on Hawk's part.

The trio immediately rushed to your house, knowing you needed someone to lean on. For fuck's sake, you just saw your supposed boyfriend making out with his ex in a rollerrink.

The (kind of unlikely) trio, during a grace period between Eagle Fang slash Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do, had to team up just this once for their favorite, non-Miguel friend. They were all shocked and disgusted by Miguel's actions, though kind of expecting it.

He was infamous for his love triangles, apparently.

Tory holds you in her arms, allowing your vulnerability to show through while Demetri talks, hoping his rambles would ease your pain. Hawk is downstairs, making you some mac and cheese since you hadn't eaten dinner.

"Fuck him," Tory smiles, cutting of Demetri's nonsense ramble. "You're better than him, in many ways, actually. But, he lost you, that's his problem. You're free, Y/n. It wasn't just casual, I don't know why he's lying to himself, but he and Sam can go suck it. He clearly doesn't deserve you. You're way out of his league anyway"

You look up at her, a smile painting your face before you hug her. "Thanks, Tory"

Demetri awkwardly sits on the foot of your bed, unknowing of what to say or do. Tory gives him a look, considering you'd need feedback from both male and female friends of yours slash Miguel's. Her current state of mind was just showing you that there were apparently sides and they were on yours.

Demetri nods, quickly getting the message. "Yeah, he doesn't deserve you. You should like, get him back or something. Or at least yell at him, or something. I mean, getting back with your ex while trying to tell your current partner it's just casual? He fumbled"

You giggle, wiping your tears away. "Thanks, dude."

A light knock is heard at the door before it's opened, revealing Hawk with a tray carrying four bowls of mac and cheese, forks stuck in each of them. In his pockets are water bottles, two shoved in each one. The purple haired boy lightly sets the food down on your dresser, handing a bowl to each of you, then tossing you a bottle of water.

You all eat in silence, you trying to gather your thoughts while the others attempt to even wrap their minds around what you were going through after what Miguel did. In the background, on Demetri's phone, The Umbrella Academy plays, his phone perched against a few pillows on the bed where you were all huddled together.

Hawk and Tory share a look before turning back to the screen, enjoying the calm quiet that basked over them.

"what do you mean, why am i bitter???"

"youre being weird about this, we were never anything. you were basically a rebound. get over it omfg"

The three look up from your phone then at you, astonished looks painting their expressions. Their eyebrows are furrowed, their eyes widened.

"What the fuck?" Tory asks, "You weren't lying about that, were you?"

You shake your head. "Literally, what does he want from me? Of course I'm mad, he basically lead me on and won't explain why he was making out with his ex, then bragging to his friends about "oh we're casual"

Demetri bites his lower lip, trying not to laugh, considering it was a nervous tic of his. He shares an eyebrow jump with Hawk before listening in again. Hawk quickly grabs your phone from your hands unexpectedly.

"Dude-"

"What're you doing?"

"Calling him"

"What?!"

"Why?"

"I'm not talking to him-"

The dial tone makes your skin crawl as you hear it.

"Just let it out," Hawk shrugs, handing you the phone.

"Feel like I'd rather do this in real life, Moskowitz."

You feel an absolute weight fall from your shoulders as it moves to the voicemail, seeing as Miguel declined the call himself. You sigh out of relief, quickly shutting your phone off.

You glare at Hawk.

"Would you rather do it face to face? I can tell him to meet me somewhere and we'll jump him or something" He shrugs.

"Violence isn't gonna help anything," Tory declines. "We'll get him to go somewhere quiet yet busy. That way, you can expose him or something. Mental violence is better than physical"

"Says the champion of the All Valley girl's team"

"I'm tempted to paralyze him again."

The three friends share half fearful looks, knowing you didn't joke lightly in times like this. They lay their eyes upon Sam and Miguel again, holding hands as they walk through the hallway.

You bite your tongue, trying to hold back yelling profanities as they walk past you. You lean against the red lockers where Demetri fishes out a few textbooks from his. Tory stands by you while Hawk leans against them as well, arms crossed.

"What if we tell people there's a fight, you expose him, since you got receipts, and you beat him up?" Hawk suggests, throwing his idea out there.

You shrug. "I think he could beat my ass. That'd be embarrassing"

He shrugs in return. "Eh. He hasn't been practicing recently. He's probably a little rusty. Like, he hasn't been showing up to class for days"

Tory and Demetri nod to confirm Hawk's statement. You shrug again.

"M'kay"

"You wanna get suspended over this?" Demetri asks, closing his locker.

"First offense," you reply with an informative tone.

"Oh, I'm crazy because I thought you gave a shit about me? Please, inform me what casual is to you"

"Something not serious."

"But that's why we went out on dates, and why I did everything you asked of me?"

"You didn't have too"

"So?"

"So what?"

"So you're a bitch"

You quickly pull your clenched fist back, then push forward to hit Miguel straight in the face. He quickly gasps, along with the bystanders, holding a hand to his now bleeding nose.

"What the hell?"

Tory and Hawk goofily grin while Demetri lightly smiles, proud of you for sticking to your word.

"Too-da-loo, mister casual." You spin on your heel, walking back to your three friends.

They wrap you into side hugs, pulling you away from the shocked boy who'd essentially played you. Bystanders laugh at him and gawk at you, snapping pictures, sending videos across the school.

A happy little smile remains on your face as you're sent home for the rest of the week.

[vainvenus]

⌲;꒰ Favorite boy in the Valley ꒱

Pairing - Eli Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

Synopsis - Eli's doubting your relationship so you have to confirm some things for him.

Includings - S1!Eli no Hawk, insecurities, crying, embarrassed and blushing Eli, lots of kisses, words of affirmation, small bits of angst, a bunch of fluff

An - First post back with a new fixation! All tags used are fandoms I write for so feel free to request anything

And if anybodys interested I'm currently writing a Scream Au!Cobra Kai on quotev under the same name I use on here

Eli had been a bit off lately and it was starting to worry you.

Eli was generally a quiet person, he had been that way since you met him and he still was. But even given his quiet nature if there was a topic he was interested in and the right people were talking about it he would add in an opinion or two.

And he would be more than happy to rant to you of all people about a new series he had started up or to talk about one of the movies you recommended to him so that the two of you could gush about it and share opinions, but recently he had been a lot quieter.

You shut your locker, smiling over at the dirty blonde. "So, have you watched clueless yet? The fashion in that is-"

"Uh..no, sorry. I was...uhm...busy." He interrupted, staring down at his feet at the lie he told, he watched it twice and wanted nothing more than to go on and on about it.

You rose a brow, head tilting slightly as you stared at him with a look that almost made him call his bluff. "Busy?"

He just nodded quietly.

Then about a week ago, when you asked him if he wanted to come over after school to do a Marvel marathon he had quickly declined, saying that he had other plans and before you could ask what those plans were he went to go talk to Demetri.

He would usually walk you to class, everybody saying that wherever you were he had to be somewhere close by but recently as you waited outside your classroom for him he would be nowhere to found and that made your heart sink a little bit.

"Hey, you weren't outside my English class to walk me to culinary today." You frowned, setting your lunch tray next to his and taking your seat. "I wanted to tell you that I aced my essay..."

Eli glanced over at you and moved his nail from between his teeth. A nasty habit you had been trying to get him to stop doing for months and you were real close until he started becoming distant.

"I was just...just rushing to get to Chemistry. I had a really important test and wanted to get some extra study time in." He explained and you slowly nodded, deciding not to bring up the fact that his test was tomorrow.

He also stopped holding your hand, the first thing he could make the first move on, something he could confidently do if he was feeling nervous or just wanted to touch you. Normally he would hold it as he walked you to your classes or even when the two of you were sitting together at lunch but he started to pull his hand away or shove it into his pocket.

And what really got you was when he started denying your kisses. At first you thought it would just be by accident or he didn't want a kiss at the moment since he was still getting comfortable with PDA but you soon realized that he was dodging your kisses, tilting and moving his head when you leaned in.

It was all really confusing. You didn't understand why he was acting like this and it left you wondering if you had did something wrong. Maybe you had done something that made him upset with you?

You sighed, leaning onto Demetri's shoulder. "Its like when we first met all over again, Dem. He's just been so distant and I don't know whats the matter. Has he been acting different with you?"

"No, he hasnt." Demetri bluntly answered, shaking his head while his eyes stayed focused on the homework you let out a long sigh. "Then it's me, I have to be the problem."

The brunette sighed, putting his pencil down and turning his head to look at you, nearly giving you a death glare. "Look, you just need to talk to him, alright? He's probably going through another one of his slumps and needs some reassurance."

You had groaned, rubbing your hand along your face. "Of course, why hadn't you thought of that before? "Thanks, Dem! You're so good at giving advice, can't believe I didn't think that. God I'm dumb sometimes."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know I am and I know you are. Now, can we please finish our homework now that you're done moping?"

"[Y/n], Eli didn't tell me you were coming."

You smiled up at his mother as you held a new copy of the comic book Eli had ranted about a while ago along with a bag of some of his favorite snacks. "Yeah, I wanted to surprise him."

"Well he's upstairs in his room." She hummed, closing the door behind you as you walked up the stairs and down the hall to the boy's room, lifting your knuckles up to knock on the door.

There was a bit of shuffling before the door opened and Eli's eyes were wide with surprise upon seeing you. "[Y/n]? What..What are you doing here?"

"I just really need to talk to you. Can I come in, please?"

He seemed hesitant at first before reluctantly nodded and opened his door all the way. You set the things you brought for him on the table then walked over to sit across from him on his bed.

You looked at him, staring into his eyes as you reached out to grab his hand and rubbed your thumb over the back of it. "Eli, talk to me. What's the matter? What's going on?"

"It's nothing-" He started but you weren't buying it, obviously. "Eli we both know that's a lie. You haven't really been yourself lately and I just need to know why. I'm here for you. Is it something that I've done or anything I can fix?"

"Unless you can fix me being a freak, no, you can't."

Your face softened as you held onto his hand a little tighter. "Eli, you're not-"

He shook his head, pulling his hands away from yours. "No! Don't. Don't say that! I don't wanna hear this whole 'you're not a freak' talk again I'm so sick of it!"

The way his voice started to crack made your heart sink as you saw that his eyes were starting to water, fresh tears threatening to spill.

"Kyler said something that...that just really got me thinking. Saying that he didn't know how a girl like...like you gave a nerd with a weird lip...lip a chance." Eli swallowed the lump starting in his throat because he was going to start crying rethinking of the conversation.

"He started talking about how much better you could've done. Better like somebody like...like him." He sniffled, his fingers brushing against his scar as he looked everywhere but you when he spoke.

"And then I started to think he was...was right. You could do so much better than some nerd with a freaky l..lip." His voice wobbled as he stared down at his bedsheets.

"Eli. Eli, look at me." While the boy shook his head you reached up to grab the sides of his face, wiping away the tears with your thumbs that were starting to fall down his cheeks.

You sighed, frowning softly. "Look, I don't care what anybody else says, okay? Kyler was wrong because there's no better choice. I mean, is there any other boy at school who would listen to my constant complaining about Mrs.Carter?"

Eli had stayed quiet as you continued. "Would any other boy let me ramble about [f/superhero] and not call me a nerd?"

Silence.

You weren't done though. "Would some jerk like Kyler deal with my long shopping trips and help me carry all my bags around?"

Continuing you had smiled softly up at him. "Oh and I'm one hundred percent sure none of those guys would watch silly chick flicks with me and actually like them."

He shrugged his shoulders and you smiled, pressing your lips against the his cheek in a short yet sweet kiss and he winced, feeling the stickiness from your lipgloss. "And no other boy here is as breathtaking as you."

Your smile grew more as you saw the tips of his ears turning pink and he turned his head away slightly, looking up and away at his ceiling. "[Y/n].."

"I'm serious, Eli. You're so very pretty. I love and adore everything about you."

He avoided eye contact with you, trying to pull his face from your hands but you only hummed while pressing kisses all over his face and leaving shiny kiss marks along it.

"Your eyes alone just make me melt, y'know? I'm real jealous of how your lashes look better than mine." You giggled, placing a kiss right above his brow.

"[Y/n], stop..." He mumbled, his cheeks now being a color that would put any blush set to shame and you shook your head.

"You have a beautiful nose. I love staring at your side profile, it's just perfect." You complimented, kissing the bridge of his nose before your eyes trailed down.

You reached up, tracing your finger along the scar. "And like I've said before I love your scar. I could kiss you a million times and never get grossed out by it.

At that you leaned forward, pressing your lips right against his scar and you could feel his hands squeezing at the bottom of your shirt, fists squeezing tightly around the fabric before you moved down and captured his slightly chapped lips with your own. While you leaned into the kiss you could feel Eli's grip slowly lighten as he leaned into the kiss.

Eli was a burning mess in a the face when you kissed his scar, closing his eyes at the feeling while holding tightly onto your shirt as if you would go anywhere. Feeling you place felt your soft lips on his own partially chapped ones he was like putty in your hands, practically liquefying.

When you pulled away you giggled at the residue of gloss that came from your lips and that was now all over Eli's face and his own lips, smiling as the boy rubbed his thumb across his bottom lip, his shoulders rising and falling while he panted softly.

"So no, there's no boy in this valley I'd rather be with." You confirmed, wrapping your arms and he laid back allowing you to lay your head against his chest, finding a sort of comfort listening to his heartbeat.

You hummed softly, reaching a hand up to play with the tuffs of his hair and the two of you laid there in comfortable silence and you peered up to stare at him to see that he was already staring at you.

"You...You really mean it? All that stuff you said earlier?" He questioned, his voice coming off as a whisper and you lifted your head up.

You sat up on his lap, furrowing your brows at him while staring at him with an incredulous expression. "Do I need to repeat myself? Kisses and all?"

"I...I don't know...I don't think I really got it." Eli gave a sheepish smile, messing with the hem of your shirt."

"Maybe...uhm...a couple more kisses and it might click?" He quietly suggested and stared up at you through his eyelashes, his lips parting a bit.

And how could you say no to such a pretty face like that?

[glitterfairy-21225]

Honestly, I like that we’re only now seeing Demetri feed into anger and make decisions he’ll probably regret later. Now, after Hawk has already had his redemption arc and rejected Cobra Kai’s ideology. I don’t think any sane viewer would have blamed him for going a little dark after Hawk broke his arm, but he didn’t. In fact, Demetri forgave Hawk extremely easily. He’s better than me, I don’t think most people would be willing to look past that so quickly.

So why now? Why does MIT hurt more than all the far worse stuff Eli did when he was in Cobra Kai?

Demetri has been learning Miyagi Do since s2. Before that, he disliked Cobra Kai’s way of doing things and only really clicked with karate when he was taught balance and self defense. Demetri is probably behind Sam and Anthony as the teen character with the least amount of experience in Cobra Kai.

But there’s a reason all the adult characters keep talking about balance. It can’t just be either all rage or all forgiveness. I can imagine Demetri harboring some pent up resentment over Hawk’s actions, buried so deep he doesn’t even realize it’s there until they have another fight.

And this time, it’s not Kreese’s brainwashing. It’s not that his best friend was angry about their lots in life and lashed out to extreme extents. There’s not a greater bad guy to point at behind Hawk, there’s not even really a bad guy. They’ve just been through a lot and they’re different people than they were when they first picked a college. Eli is telling him, “You’re my best friend but we’re never going back to how we used to be. We cannot go back and I’m not sure I want the same future as you.”

And this is after Demetri gets his best friend back. Apart from everything with Silver and Kreese, his life is going relatively uphill; Eli is good again, they have plenty of other friends, he’s dating Yasmine, and he’s learnt karate. Other than his friends’ success, he really isn’t looking for more than to preserve what he’s already gained. Losing MIT with Eli is a curveball he didn’t expect, just another thing he’s supposed to accept and move on from, and it happens when Demetri thinks he’s found security.

And then there Demetri’s motivation for wanting to compete in the Sekai Taikai. It’s not ambition. Demetri already got what he wanted out of Miyagi Do, he knows how to defend himself. In past seasons, he stayed because there was safety in numbers and of course he was against Cobra Kai. But now that Kreese is out of the valley, Demetri is still with the dojo because all his friends are there and he has developed a genuine enjoyment of martial arts. He doesn’t really want more. He says multiple times that he’s okay if where he’s at is the farthest he’ll go in terms of karate.

Demetri is comfortable being a side character. He doesn’t think he’ll ever outdo the core four or Hawk so he doesn’t see a point in trying. He wants to ride out the rest of his senior year with the dojo and then go to MIT, where he’ll do what he’s always been good at, where he might actually excel.

And Yasmine calls him out on this. They bonded when they were both at their lowest and she dated him while Demetri was helping the fight against Cobra Kai. She does not want him to throw in the towel too early and grow stagnant.

So, at first, Demetri really trains and tries his best to get picked for the Sekai Taikai to please her. But then Hawk tells him he’s unsure about MIT, and, “You chose my path?!” There was such genuine hurt in his voice, but Demetri could never hurt Hawk as much as Hawk hurt him. And Barnes said you have to be ruthless to get into the Sekai Taikai, yet Hawk showed him mercy, which Demetri exploits.

Demetri is clearly unsure of his actions when he takes the flag and runs. He seriously considers helping his best friend up. But when Eli decided to be selfish, he did so much damage, so why can’t Demetri be selfish this one time? Why can’t he lash out and take the victory he wants at the other’s expense? It’s not like he does anything worse than what Hawk’s done to him?

Sometimes you just need to hash it out and make up. It’s why Sam and Tory couldn’t spar properly after becoming friends; they realized they liked each other so they didn’t address their baggage. But because they didn’t, they felt at risk of falling into bad habits whenever the past finally did catch up to them. But they talked it out, they apologized for the things they regret, they brought up lingering resentments. Demetri wanted his best friend back so he forgave too easily, and now that they’re fighting again, so much past hurt is being brought to the surface.

Now that Cobra Kai is out of the valley, Demetri has started falling back to old habits. It’s been noted that he does most of the talking on Eli’s behalf in the early episodes of s6, his resignation about the Sekai Taikai reminds me a lot about his apathy towards high school in s1, and he assumes they’ll still go through with the college plans they made before their falling out. I do think Demetri genuinely wanted to be a part of the tournament but resigned himself after the team number was announced. When Hawk came clean about applying to MIT, Demetri finally decided to take more.

The show is about balance, it’s about finding a middle ground between defense and offense, Daniel and Johnny. I don’t think Demetri is gonna have a full blown villain arc or join Kreese or anything overly dramatic (we’re already getting that with Tory). He’s been loyal to Miyagi Do for too long. But that’s kind of the issue, he never fully let himself get angry at Hawk, and this is the result. Like Johnny said about Tory, if it takes a fight to process all your emotions, then fight, because holding it in will only make everything uglier.

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Flower Dance

Haley (Stardew) x She/Her Reader

A/N: I liked the idea, but I don’t think I executed it as well as I hoped I would because I got impatient. Still not too bad though I think. I wrote this in November of 2022. Sharing it now because why not. Word Count: 2,383

“Ew, no.”

Haley had regretted the words as soon as she had spit them out like an defensive cobra.

Hurt was written all over the farmer’s face as she recoiled from Haley like she had been burned.

Haley saw the year’s worth of progress she had made getting out of her shell and becoming friends with (Y/n) crumble before her very eyes. She tried to say something, anything, to peddle back from the harsh way she had answered, but (Y/n) recovered first. At least somewhat.

“…Alright then, sorry. A simple no would have sufficed.” She mumbled. “Excuse me.”

Haley reached for her but froze halfway before withdrawing. Her hands fell to her sides in tight fists.

Why did she say that? It was only (Y/n), the sweet farmer who had taken the time to scale Haley’s walls to find her soft and more vulnerable self within.

Daffodils in the spring, ice cream in the summer, sunflowers in fall, pink cake in winter… (Y/n) had been nothing but nice to her even from the beginning when Haley insulted her clothes and earthy scent. Back then the farmer had been able to brush her off, but Haley’s words definitely had a direct impact this time.

She didn’t mean to speak to her like that. She had just been startled that (Y/n) would even think to ask. The thought of dancing with her made Haley’s face burn and her heart thump in her ears. She wasn’t sure if it was excitement or fear that was causing those reactions, but clearly fear had won out when she opened her stupid mouth.

What should she do now?

“Haley,”

Haley turned to find that Alex was walking up to her. She tried to school her expression into something more neutral before he got too close to notice.

“The dance is starting soon. Are we partnering up again this year?”

Haley scanned the field for (Y/n) and bit the inside of her lip when she couldn’t see her. She was the Flower Queen, she was expected to be a part of the ceremonial first dance. As much as she wanted to go look for (Y/n) and apologize, that would have to wait. It would be better to talk to her when her heart stopped pounding anyway.

“Yeah,” Haley nodded, linking Alex’s elbow with hers, “let’s get in position.”

When they did find their places, Haley watched the usual pairs link up. Finally she saw (Y/n) conversing with Robin and Demetrius on the sidelines. Haley remembered last year, wondering why the new farmer hadn’t bothered to come to the dance. At first, she thought she had some kind of sense of superiority over the townsfolk, but it was a traditional town event after all, not a club in Zuzu City. It would probably have been uncomfortable after only being a part of the community for a couple weeks.

Now a year later, (Y/n) had felt comfortable enough to join in on the festivities and Haley had surely made her regret stepping away from her busy farm life with the utterance of those two stupid words.

Good job, idiot.

She continued to watch over Alex’s shoulder as Leah unexpectedly walked up. Leah? Leah usually danced with Elliot. What was she doing sidling up to (Y/n) like that? Haley looked around for the writer, but he was nowhere to be seen. Was he sick or something?

Haley looked back in time to see (Y/n) smile kindly at something Leah had said and felt something burning within her as Leah offered (Y/n) her hand and the farmer took it.

“What’s going on behind me that has you squeezing my shoulders like that?” Alex asked, craning his head back, “It kinda hurts.”

“Nothing.” Haley snapped.

She turned her head away from (Y/n) and Leah, trying to ignore them bonding over being the newest residents of the valley and how Leah’s first Flower Dance went. How Leah taught (Y/n) the steps, something that could have been Haley’s honor not even ten minutes ago.

“Doesn’t seem like nothing,” Alex winced, “Come on Haley, I can feel your nails through my shirt.”

“Sorry.” Haley eased up a bit, but her steely gaze still lingered on the two women butchering the steps while snickering to each other.

Haley was furious. They were making a mockery of the long standing tradition! That was definitely what was pissing her off. Not the fact that she could have just as easily been in Leah’s shoes, helping (Y/n) find her footing and laughing with her instead—

“Too tight again Haley, damn!” Alex hissed, finally twirling Haley around so he could take a look at what was pissing her off so bad that she felt the need to leave him bruised.

“What am I supposed to be seeing here?”

“Just drop it.” Haley nearly growled.

“Ohhhh,” Alex winced upon spotting Leah and (Y/n) spinning together, “I get it. Well, they could just be dancing as friends like us you know. You’re not out of this yet.”

“What are you talking about?” She grumbled.

“(Y/n) and Leah. I figured farm girl would steal my spot this year. I was kinda hoping for it too,” Alex pulled at his collar, “this outfit is always so itchy.”

“Why would I dance with her? That makes no sense.” Haley shot defensively, not loud enough for anyone else to hear, but loud enough to make Emily peer over Shane’s shoulder to try and see what her sister was so grumpy about.

“Uhh, don’t you like her?” Alex asked with uncertainty, “I could have sworn—“

“I do not!” Haley fumed, heart pounding and face flushing once again, “Why would you think that?”

“The last time we were in your dark room. I mean, dude, like, a loooot of your pictures lately have been of (Y/n)…”

“I needed to have a gallery that showcased humans and nature for an online class!” Haley defended, though her cheeks blushed darker, “I sure as hell wasn’t going to ask that weirdo in the mountains if I could follow him around for a couple days. (Y/n) was the obvious choice.”

“I don’t get why you’re so defensive about it. It’s cool if you like her or whatever. You know I don’t care. Emily definitely wouldn’t. I think no one would mind as much as you seem to, or you’re at least in the minority on the subject.”

“I. Do. Not. Like. Her. Like. That.” Haley gritted out.

Alex sighed heavily. Why did Haley always have to be so stubborn? He had an idea, but it was going to be just a little mean…

“Oh whoa, they’re totally making out.”

“What?!”

Haley’s heart dropped as she yanked Alex around so she could look at (Y/n) and Leah again. They weren’t kissing, nor did it look like they had been. They were still clumsily dancing together as they talked.

Haley turned her eyes back on Alex, who dared to wear a smug little smirk on her face that Haley desperately wanted to slap off.

“You do like her, Hales. You haven’t liked anyone in forever! And as your best friend, it’s my job to help you shoot your shot. Come on, let’s dance over and see if we can’t get you to cut in.”

“No, Alex,” Haley pulled him back, a touch of fear in her voice “I, I can’t. Not after what I said. She must think I’m such a bitch.”

“What are you talking about?”

“She already asked me to dance, Alex,” Haley groaned angrily at herself, “and do you know what I said? I said, ‘ew, no’.”

“No.” Alex sucked in air through clenched teeth.

“Yeah, try coming back from that. She’ll never talk to me again.”

“You could tell her you’re sorry. Say you got so nervous you insulted her. That might help.”

“Oh sure.” Haley scoffed.

“It would be better than doing nothing!” Alex whined. “Haley, before (Y/n), I was basically the only person you ever talked to. You really stepped up this year and I’d hate to see you close yourself off again.”

(Y/n) and Leah seemed to have grown tired of dancing and went to join the sidelines once more and Haley looked to the grass at her feet. She wanted to say to hell with it. People come and go all the time, just look at her parents and their never ending trips. However, she couldn’t bring herself to slip away from (Y/n). She didn’t want (Y/n) to slip away from her either.

“What do I do, Alex? She’s not going to want to talk to me after this.”

“We’ll think of something,” Alex promised, giving Haley one last twirl, “We’ll think of something.”

***

“H-hello?” (Y/n) called out as she entered the Secret Woods.

She had received a letter in the mail that morning, urging her to arrive at her earliest convenience. She had half a mind to suspect it was the bear again, although the only thing she had been instructed to bring was herself, not syrup.

As she wandered further into the clearing, she faintly heard music playing and decided to follow it. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Haley flattening a table cloth over a large tree stump. The sting of yesterday was still very fresh in her mind. Surely Haley didn’t send her that letter… she took a step back, but her foot snapped a twig, causing Haley’s head to snap up.

Haley quickly finished what she was doing, hands moving clumsily from nervousness. She dried her sweaty palms on the back of her skirt and then took a deep breath as she approached (Y/n).

“Hey,” Haley said, her smile looking a bit too pained to be sincere. Much like the polite smile (Y/n) was trying to hold.

“Ah, sorry Haley. I didn’t know—“

“I want you here,” Haley spoke quickly, “I wrote the letter.”

“You did? Why?” (Y/n) asked, her body language defensive. After yesterday, she wasn’t too keen on listening to whatever Haley had to say. She didn’t think she knew Haley as well as she thought she did.

“Because I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I- I was totally out of line. I’m really, really sorry.”

“But why did you say that at all? Haley, that really hurt me.” (Y/n) crossed her arms over her chest.

“I know, I regretted it as soon as I said it. I was just scared I guess. I didn’t expect you to ask me to dance and I know that’s a dumb excuse, but I swear I didn’t mean it.”

“What were you scared for?” (Y/n) asked softly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Because I,” Haley took in a shaky breath, “I like you a lot.”

“You were scared to accept my invitation to dance because you like me?” (Y/n) tested the words on her tongue, finding them just as confusing as when Haley had said them.

“Yeah, well, when you repeat it back like that it sounds dumb,” Haley blushed, “but, ugh! You know me. I’m not easy to get along with. I also don’t like being vulnerable so this whole thing is killing me now, but, I also like you too much to not try to apologize so,” Haley tentatively held her hand out to the bewildered farmer, “will you please let me have this dance in an attempt to redeem myself?”

(Y/n) studied the offered hand for a moment, making Haley so nervous she stopped breathing, but then (Y/n) gave her a small smile and took Haley’s hand.

“Okay.”

Haley inhaled deeply, feeling a weight come off her shoulders. She hurriedly put her free hand around (Y/n)’s waist and took the lead. Her skin tingled when (Y/n)’s hand came to rest on her shoulder.

“Thank you.” Haley breathed a sigh of relief.

“You know, you really surprised me yesterday,” (Y/n) began, making Haley wince, “I know you can be a little grouchy, even mean sometimes,” Haley wished the ground would swallow her whole,

“but the more we got to know each other, the more I got to see who you are trying to protect, the person who are underneath the prickliness. Granted, the prickliness is just as much a part of you, but I think it’s cute when you’re a little snarky,” Haley bit the inside of her cheek. She felt like she should be insulted, but (Y/n) finding something about her cute was making her blush,

“I was hurt when you turned me down like that yesterday, but I was also worried that would be the end of our friendship.”

“Why would you worry about that? If the shoe had been on the other foot, I would have said good riddance.” Haley asked, mentally kicking herself for possibly giving (Y/n) the idea to back away now.

“Yeah, I kinda did feel that way at first,” (Y/n) admitted, “but when Leah helped me cool down, I at least wanted to know why you reacted the way you did. I’m glad you reached out to me before I did, because I honestly had no idea how to approach the subject.” (Y/n) said with a sheepish grin.

“What, are you afraid of me or something, Miss spends-all-winter-in-the-mines?” Haley Scoffed.

“Oh definitely.”

“Really?”

“You are scarier than you give yourself credit for.”

Haley tried not to laugh, but she couldn’t help it. She lowered her head to rest against (Y/n)’s shoulder and giggled, making (Y/n) laugh as well.

They swayed through a couple more songs before Haley pulled back and asked (Y/n) if she was hungry before motioning back to the the covered tree stump. They ate and talked together while listening to the portable radio Haley had brought along. When there was a lull, Haley asked,

“Hey, it’s not exactly the Flower Dance, but there’s always a dance floor at the summer Luau… be my dance partner?”

(Y/n) perked up, giving Haley another smile that gave her butterflies, “I’d like that.”

“Awesome.”

Maybe by summer she’d work up the courage to ask (Y/n) if she wanted to be her girlfriend, but this was perfect for now. Alex was going to need to help her with a plan, but when (Y/n) reached across the stump the tuck a bit of Haley’s hair behind her ear, she was feeling a little better about her chances.

[stinkygirl009]

Hi, love! I was hoping I could request an imagine where young Johnny Lawrence is super jealous abt his crush (best friend) going out on a date that he tries to sabotage it? By the end of the night he confesses that he likes the reader and it's really fluffy.

YES A MILLION TIMES YES.

It wasn’t a secret to Y/n that the 2 time All Valley champion, Johnny Lawrence was jealous. All of it started when you told him about a guy you met at Leo Carrillo Beach while walking him to his dojo.

“You sure he wasn’t just joking?” The blonde asked turning his head over to you. Meanwhile he was gripping onto the straps of his bag. “Ouch, thanks, Johnny.” Her eyes rolled for what felt like the millionth time today. “Didn’t mean it like that.” He scoffed quietly. “He’s what you gotta understand- He seemed actually genuine! And an extra bonus points for having the hots too.” She pokes her tongue out only half teasing. God, now it was his turn to roll his eyes. the more you said, the more the jealousy was boiling through him. “I don’t see the problem, all the past times you’ve been fine with it! What’s so different this time around?” She asks genuinely curious on why he couldn’t let it go.

“I don’t say anything about the girls you go out with, even though I have my opinions on some of them.” Y/n stated truthfully. “Like Katie,”

“Oh god, don’t bring her up.” He groaned her name, throwing his head back. like nails to a goddamn chalkboard. “I called that shit, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. But this time I have MY opinions on this guy.” He walks in front of you turning around walking backwards. He puts one of his hands up as a counter. “First off you barely know him,” he lifts up one finger. “You barely know the chicks you meet half the time!” She argues back. “This isn’t about me. Second, everyone you meet at Carrillo beach turns out to cheat on you later on.” He tilts his head down slightly trying to reason with you. She crosses her arms looking at him, knowing what he’s trying to do. “Look, Johnny. You’re my best friend. And I get your trying to protect me, but what if he turns out to be good, huh? I have to at least give him a chance.” He swallowed hard. Hearing ‘Best friend’ hit harder than usual. that was the thing. he did want the date to work out. The possibility of you leaving him behind and never talking to him again fill his thoughts over and over. He wants to be the one you want to be with. Truth is he stopped dating after he realized he liked you. And it took him a long time to even come to terms with it.

“Fine.” He huffed shoving his fits in his instantly recognizable red jacket pockets and went back walking next to you. She sighs feeling him almost fuming next to her. After a few moments of silence Y/n nudges him gently. “Hey,” she says softly, looking at him trying to be comforting. He looks over at her. His jaw clenched slightly.

“If he’s shitty then we can egg his car.” Her soft smile turns into a teasingly menacing one. He laughs softly.

Wait.

“Where are you guys going?” Johnny asks, a plan forming. “To golf and stuff.” She looks forward nearing cobra Kia. He smirks his plan clear as day. If the dates going well. Then he’s gonna have to make it one hell of a shitty date then.

—————

Johnny wasn’t jealous…

Nah, he isn’t. He just made a plan to ruin your date at golf and stuff with Tommy. No for sure he isn’t jealous. “Hey, Tommy.” Johnny nudged his shoulder. Tommy looked up at the blonde almost instantly noticing his tone in Johnnys voice. “Yeah?”

“She here with that dweeb.” Johnny nodded over to you and taller brunette. “You sure this is a good idea? She seems like she’s actually having fun..” Tommy asked skeptically. “Yeah I’m sure.” Johnnys looked over at him smirk widened.

“Ha I won again!” Y/n picked up her pink ball from the hole. “That’s because I’m letting you.” The brunette named Aaron teased throwing the club over his shoulder. They both walked over to the next golf course. “You wanna get a slushy after this one?” Aaron offered with a smile. “Yeah, why not. Cherry slushy and m&ms sound good right now.” She put down her ball and lined up her club aiming towards the ball. “Get ready to lose again.” She laughed and hit the ball almost completely missing the hole.

“Close enough.” He shrugged ready to take his turn. He fixed his posture lifting the club up slightly.

TISKISKISK!!

Water sprayed through the area around us. “What the hell?!” Y/n looked around seeing the only one sprinkler go off right next to us. She looks around suspicious that this wasn’t an accident. Her eyes catch a certain blonde haired red jacket boy hiding behind a tree. Y/n just stood there the puzzle pieces connecting immediately with her arms crossed.

“Dude she sees us!” Tommy tried to tell Johnny who was too busy laughing at brunette who was trying get out of the water spraying on them.

“Johnny!” Johnnys eyes look for the voice falling on Y/n. His smile instantly gone. Shit. She stood there disappointed. People around them laughed, trying to cover their faces. She looked around feeling like she was a damn zoo animal. The embarrassment filling her she looking down clearly upset, and began to walk over to Aaron grabbing his hand dragging them to the inside of the arcade. Once Johnny saw her face made his chest tighten. God, he was jealous. And he let take over and embarrass his best friend.

“Told you it was a bad idea, man.” Tommy saw the look on Johnnys face. Johnny felt like the biggest asshole in the whole world. Without thinking he quickly moved away from the tree running after you needing to fix the whole mess he caused.

“Johnny don’t-“ Tommy tried to stop him but quickly gave up knowing Johnny won’t listen to him. “Damnit.” Tommy over his eyes knowing he shouldn’t have agreed to help.

“Y/n, wait!” Catches up to them. Y/n’s jaw clenched trying to not turn around and slap him right then and there. Waiting for her response to no avail, Johnny grabbed onto her shoulder. Oh hell no. She snapped her body towards him letting go of Aaron’s hand. Y/n shoved Johnnys chest. “What the hell were you thinking, Johnny?!” She yelled furious with him. He stumbled back slightly. “Look, I’m sorry!” Johnny tried to apologize. The h/c girls eyes pierced through him like spears. She looked back at Aaron. “I’ll be right back.” She walked in front of Johnny grabbing the front of his jacket pulling him back to a quiet area. She lets go of his jacket crossing her arms feeling the small tears filling her eyes. Not believing he could actually do this to her. His eyes softened noticing her small tears. “I’m so sorry, Y/n. I-I..” he sighed trying to find the right words. “You shouldn’t give that jerk a chance, I know what kind of guy he is. I can tell okay?!”

“You don’t even know him, Johnny!” She scoffed not believing what he’s even saying. “Because I don’t want you to leave me!” Johnnys words slip out of his throat taking a step closer, faces mer inches apart.

Oh.

Y/n eyes widened at his words. Johnny breathing hitches realizing what he just said. “What..?” She looks in his eyes not believing what he finally admitted to her. Johnny swallows the knot in his throat. “I like you.” Y/n feels her breathing gets heavier. She glances at his parted lips. And swallows nervously. “…me too.” She says softly. “i just thought we could only be friends.” Y/n’s gaze doesn’t move from his face. Johnnys eyes softened. This was his fault. He should have just said something just before the matter of time before he did something stupid, like this.

Without a warning he quickly pecks Y/n’s soft lips. Her eyes widened, he pulled back hesitantly. Slowly a small smile on her face appeared. A few moments pass before she placed a hand on his cheek and leaned up to his lips and gives a gentle kiss on his lips. Johnny melts into the kiss almost instantly titling his head leaning into the kiss better. Y/n pulls away and looks at his reaction. His eyes open by the look on his face he’s obviously shy. Y/n can’t help the laugh falling from her lips.

“You did it wrong the first time.”

“Then you’re gonna have to show me again.” He placed a hand on her soaking wet hair and pulled her into another kiss<3

A/n: HOPE YOU LIKED IT ANON!! I TRIED MY HARDEST TO MAKE THIS GOOD😭🙏

(Btw I have seen everyone’s requests! And I’m planning on working on them soon<3)

[gemini-sensei]

Can you do something with Keene!Reader who is Robby's twin sister. She's really cute and shy but in a giggly way if that makes sense? Robby always has her in the background away from him or anyone for that matter so not a lot of people even know they are related. She's pretty strong but doesn't like to fight unless she has to. She more so just likes to keep quiet and watch but if her twin is in trouble she's all over who ever is messing with him.

Robby Keene x Twin-Sister!Keene!Reader

This isn't exactly what you asked for but it's something and I like the way it turned out, so I hope you do to. I would love to do more of this quiet and shy but secretly strong Keene!Reader CW: slight fighting, canon lever fighting, slight hint of Hawk x Reader, mostly sibling/familial relationships, Kenny as a brother figure.

It all started at the All Valley when their dad decided to put Cobra Kai into the competition. Reader warned her brother that fighting against them was a bad idea but he didn't care, assuring her that he knew what he was doing despite not having a dojo to back him up. He was fighting solo, all alone, no one to coach him through it. He thought a couple of months of karate training at Daniel LaRusso's house was sufficient enough to do the trick. She wasn't so sure. Nevertheless, she was there to support him and cheer him on, quietly at least.

The rowdy crowd wasn't really her scene, but she suffered through the loud noise, yelling and violence to support him. That's was siblings did after all, and at the end of the day, Reader and Robby only had each other.

She wished she could say her brother won despite the odds stacked against him, especially after that idiot with the mohawk dislocated his shoulder, but he didn't. Their dad got what he wanted and Robby walked away with his head down. Things went up and down from there.

Now Reader found herself at a crossroads. She wanted to support her brother like always, but he had joined Cobra Kai after a messy fight and some manipulation from John Kreese, someone their dad Johnny swore was dead at one point. To top it off, he was living at the dojo while Reader was forced to stay with Johnny while their mom was at rehab. She wanted to support Robby, she really did, but she couldn't. She knew it was best for him to get out of Cobra Kai, but he wouldn't listen to her.

So she did what she did best, stuck her nose in a book and tried to ignore the outside world.

That didn't stop Johnny from coming around and knocking on her door. He wanted her to join the dojo he and Daniel were trying to manage together, but it was a hot mess that she wasn't going to touch. However, to get him to shut the fuck up from time to time, she let him teach her karate in the living room. They pushed the furniture out of the way so he could teach her a lesson or two, never holding back.

It was one of those afternoons she could have been spending reading, but instead found herself getting frustrated with her dad. She wasn't giving it her all yet, she was tired and bored, but he kept pushing her. Then he said the magic words.

"Hey, how about this: if you can knock me down, I'll take ya to the bookstore," he said.

She looked at him. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, now come on, give it your all."

So she put everything into sparring with him and withing two minutes, knocked him off of his feet and jabbed his chest like he'd shown her to do. It took his breath away and he winced, but that pain passed quickly as he realized what had just happened. He jumped up and yelled, "Hell yeah! That's how it's done!"

She walked past him. "I'm going to take a shower, then you'll take me to the bookstore."

"Shit, right," he said, realizing the hole he'd dug for himself.

It wasn't long after that when Robby invited her to the drive-in. He wanted to spend time with her and thought an outing with his Cobra friends was the perfect opportunity for that. She agreed but only because it was her twin. She took her new book with her though.

"Aye yo, Keene!" Kyler had yelled as they approached the group. "Who's the hottie?"

"None of your business, Park," he seethed, quick to that protective brotherly anger her harbored. Mixed with his predominate anger and he was close to punching his own teammate in the face just for calling his sister a 'hottie'. "Leave her alone, man. If I hear you so much as talk to her, I'll-"

"Robby!" Reader called him down. "Chill out..."

"I knew I shouldn't have brought you here."

"Well, it's too late for that now. I'm here, deal with it."

The other Cobras weren't as intimidating as Reader had originally thought. They weren't all bad like her dad had made them out to be, and why should she think that when he had been one of them once upon a time? The newest and sweetest of the group, Kenny, was kind and made her laugh. She was quick to think of him as a little brother. Whenever she laughed, she dropped her head and tried to keep quiet, hiding away from everyone.

When the movie started, she tried to get into it, but it really wasn't her thing. She didn't regret bringing her book, even if Kyler teased her when she pulled it out. She became a little flustered at this and decided to go get a drink to get away from him, especially when his teasing turned into weird flirting that she didn't know how to respond to.

As she was getting her drink, she noticed Kenny carrying a ton of food and drinks back to the Cobras and she wanted to help him. She turned her back to get her drink from the vendor and turned back only to see the mohawked Hawk appeared and that all the snacks were on the ground. Hawk laughed at him, which sparked that buried away anger inside of Reader.

She charged over there and shoved Hawk away from Kenny. "Get away from him!"

"Whoa! Calm down!" Hawk laughed, amused by her sudden appearance. "We were just having a little fun."

She gestured to the ground at the mess of food. "Yeah, this looks like a lot of fun. Why don't you just go back to your friends and leave him alone?"

"Look, I don't know who you think you are, but this kid is nothing but trouble so long as he's in Cobra Kai," Hawk told her.

"Funny coming from a guy that was one of them not that long ago," she told him, then turned to Kenny and put her arm around him. He'd hidden behind her and taken quick shelter from Hawk. "Let's get out of here."

"Hey, I'm not done talking to you," Hawk said, reaching for her arm. When he grabbed it, she elbowed him in the gut and flipped him over her shoulder. He hit the ground with a hard thud and stared up at her wide eyes, somewhere between his bewilderment and anger. "Whoa..."

She stepped over him without another word and looked to Kenny. "Come on, let's go get those snacks again. I'll help you carry them this time."

When she and Kenny returned to the group, Robby approached to check on her. "Hey, what was all that about?"

She shrugged. "Just Hawk being an ass like always."

"You handled that well," he said proudly. "Where'd you learn to fight like that."

She hummed, knowing he wouldn't like the answer. She knocked her shoulder into his, smiled, and told him, "From watching my brother of course."

[veryberryjelly]

ok maybeeee 3 and 4 from the prompt list for poly!moonhawk

(also if you want me to resend this as a celebration request i totally will and also i can and will send more if that won’t be overwhelming, i just love this idea so much)

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

i am for real so excited to write for this pairing !!

i got very carried away

3- hesitantly tugging the other's fabric of their shirt or sleeve

4- ^^ the other notices so they pull them into a hug, smiling as they just watch them melt

while you had never been much of a fan of karate, you knew this was something you could not miss.

your boyfriends dojo was competing in the all valley tournament and you and your girlfriend were sat amongst the rivalling dojo's families almost on the edge of your seat.

while moon had assured you a number of times that everything was going to be fine, it didnt stop your nerves.

you knew hawk could handle himself, but that didnt lessen the fear of him getting seriously injured.

one wrong move and he could break something major.

it was different when you stopped by the dojo to see him training, because while part of the motto of cobra kai was ' no mercy ' no one in there was set out to truly hurt their friends.

he could get truly hurt out here.

you had shared your concerns with moon last night while hawk was doing some last minute training.

laying on her bed doing nothing in particular apart from chatting with some music in the background with her head rested in your lap.

your're not sure how you ended up sitting like it but you weren't complaining.

' hawk's going to be okay tomorrow, right? i mean- i know he does this practically every day, but it's different. these people aren't his friends, they aren't going to pull their punches. '

while you talked you felt moons hand lift to thread her fingers through yours, pulling them to her chest and pressing a short kiss onto them.

' he's going to be fine. he knows what he's doing. they're not going to pull their punches but there's referees so it's safer than a street fight. '

her words went quite a long way to comfort you as this was going to be your first time watching hawk compete while moon had seen him before.

you could trust her words.

but it didnt completely squash the nerves in the pit of your stomach.

even when hawk returned from training and told you himself that he was going to be fine.

the three of you stayed at moons overnight with the plan to drive to the tournament tomorrow morning.

and that's exactly what you all did.

after arriving at the tournament, hawk went off to join his dojo after both you and moon wished him luck and told him to kick ass.

the two of you had been sat on the benches of there venue waiting for cobra kai to compete.

more specifically, waiting for hawk to step up to the mat.

when you heard his name called you could feel moon stiffen beside you and you had the exact same reaction, your hand reaching out to grasp onto hers.

the guy he was up against was big. he looked to be about 160 pounds of pure muscle with at least 8 inches on hawk including his hair.

" oh god " you muttered under your breath, watching as both contenders bowed to eachother before assuming their first fighting position.

it was as though you blacked out until the referee called the fight, announcing hawk as the winner, even if his bloodied nose said otherwise.

it was your first time seeing him fight outside of practising at the dojo and he was very good.

with every fight it got easier to watch, until you were actually enjoying seeing him do something he loved.

until the semi finals.

you and moon were both up on your feet at this point, partially out of nerves and just needing to stand up, and partially so he knew that you two were rooting for him all the way up there.

your excitement and joy was wiped away when a swift kick to the face sent hawk flying to the floor.

you waited for him to get up like he had been doing all day, but he didn't.

his opponent was announced the winner of the match and hawk lay still on the floor.

you suddenly remembered why you were so scared.

it took a minute for him to get up, and even when he finally did he was stumbling quite a bit.

there wasnt even a discussion between you and moon before you collected your things and stood from the stands to go and find him where he was inevitably receiving a little bit of medical attention.

in the back hallways of the venue it was almost silent apart from the echo from the main area where the fights were still commencing.

the thing that gave away where he was was a pair of voices from behind a door.

moon was first through to push through the door, with yourself close in tow.

you found what you expected, a medic sat infront of hawk performing tests to ensure he didnt have a concussion and issuing bandaids, tissues and an ice pack for the inevitable headache .

when she noticed the two other girls in the room she was quick to respond

" you two can't be back here "

" it's okay," hawk interrupted, his eyes landing on the two of you. " they're my girlfriends "

" you're girlfriend can stay but you can't both be back here " you assumed the medic thought he was just a bit confused from the head trauma.

" no, we're both his girlfriend " you corrected, knowing it was hard to grasp for some people. while you tried to be kind it was very hard to be right now when you could see blood pouring out of your boyfriends nose.

" oh- how modern...i'll leave you three to it then " she muttered out, leaving behind two advil for hawk along with a bottle of water before she scuttled out of the room while a soft smile rested on all of your faces.

that was always fun.

once the three of you were alone, all forms of restraint you usually held went out the window.

" are you okay? that looked like a nasty kick " you questioned, taking the ice pack from his hand to hold against his head, his hand dropping down to rest on your leg.

" i'm fine. just some bruises and a very mild concussion " he muttered somewhat angrily.

a concussion meant he couldnt train for a couple of days.

" you have a concussion and you think you're fine ?" moon questioned, her voice rising in volume slightly as she delicately wiped at the blood under his nose with her thumb.

" yes, because i am fine. " he assured her even if neither of you were believing it.

the look you exchanged with moon was enough to communicate an entire conversation without saying anything.

that short conversation between the three of you was enough for you to know that hawk was more than disappointed he had not only lost, but had ended up with an injury other than a bruise.

so you posed a question to him

" d'you want to stay or we can get out of here before everyone else ?"

there were a few moments before he answered.

" let's get out of here. " his reply set a minuscule smile onto your lips and moons.

" i'll go grab the car and i'll meet you out front " moon said simply, picking up her bag and pressing a short kiss onto both of your lips before walking out to get the car.

" you okay ?" you asked in a volume just above a whisper.

he nodded mildly, his eyes meeting yours.

" yeah, just gotta get out of here " he replied, standing from the bench you were sat on and reaching into his bag to grab a sweater to throw on over his slightly bloodied gi.

once he collected his things, the two of you walked down the hallway towards the front of the building where moon would soon be pulling up with the car.

while you waited leant against the wall of the building, you decided to fill the silence, fiddling slightly with the edge of his sweater sleeve as it hung around his wrist.

" you were amazing today. i've never seen you fight like that before...was pretty hot "

you couldnt even keep a straight face while saying that, a slight smirk edging it's way onto your lips as you met his gaze.

" yeah, " he started, lifting his arm to drape over your shoulders and pull you further into his side. " pretty hot seeing me kick some ass ?" he muttered quietly, a soft laugh edging on his tone

" yeah, not so much watching you get your ass kicked, but for the most part " you teased, your smile almost breaking past the boundaries of your face.

you weren't surprised when that comment earned you a pinch at your waist.

a car horn scared the shit out of you, causing you to almost jump out of hawk's grasp.

it was only when you heard your girlfriends signature laugh that your heart rate started returning to normal

" sorry, didn't mean to scare you guys " while that statement was definitely false, you couldnt bring yourself to care.

after climbing into the car, moon drove you to her place seeing as her parents weren't home until tomorrow and the three of you could spend the night again.

your evening was spent sprawled out across a set of soft sheets with moon's laptop playing an old movie while the three of you went between watching it, chatting in hushed tones and sharing very soft kisses.

it was as if hawk never even lost.

[amazingmaeve]

BADASS CHICKS

miguel diaz x fem!reader

summary — johnny and miguel are looking for girl students to join eagle fang and one place they go to look is at the skate park where Y/N loves to roller skate. when they approach she is a bit tense about joining karate since the school fight.

warnings — fluff, mentions of fighting, flirting (if that’s even a warning), swearing, unsafe skating

word count — 956

authors note — this is going to be set in season 4 episode 6 where they’re looking for girl fighters. also him and sam aren’t dating for the purpose of this timeline.

miguel diaz masterlist | cobra kai masterlist

Johnny and Miguel made their way through the skatepark. They had just gotten back from the school as they were trying to find girls for the karate tournament. They needed this actually Johnny needed this.

If they couldn’t find girl(s) to join their dojo or else they would be in deep shit and not be in the tournament at all. Miguel didn’t want that, he wanted to compete as he was the all valley champion the year before. He also wanted it to get rid of Cobra Kai since they were getting bigger with Silver coming in.

Since Johnny and Daniel made that deal with Silver and Kreese that if Cobra Kai won they would have to shut down both of their dojos. Miguel didn’t want that for Johnny or for his training. He still had a lot of things to learn even though he was the champ.

At least that is what Johnny told him.

“Sensei I just don’t get why we are in a skatepark,” Miguel questioned as they walked around people who were skating and giving them weird looks.

Probably because they weren’t skating and just walking around. Probably thought they were weirdos.

“Skating is badass and people who do that are already used to pain so if I could find a girl that’s here and is willing to hear me out we could find our girl champ,” Johnny explained as he looked around to find any girls.

“What does skating have to do with karate? They’re not the same thing,” Miguel asks, putting his hands into the pocket of his jacket.

“They aren’t but these people they do tricks and like I said before they know what pain is, so that means karate won’t be anything different,” Johnny says.

“There’s not any fighting in skating Sensei,” Miguel says.

“There was back in my day, these people can be crazy sometimes and that is exactly what I need for the girl champ,” Johnny scoffs.

“Hey guys watch out,” Y/N shouts as she comes in skating behind him but before they could do anything she ran into Miguel knocking the both of them down. “Great,” She mutters as she was on top of the boy.

She steadied her hands as she got up and held her hand out for Miguel. He blushed when he realized who it was. She was in his math class and once had a crush on her when he wasn’t with Sam or Tory. He grabbed and got up as well.

“Sorry about that but you guys should know at a skate park you should be skating,” Y/N explains as she points to her feet where she was wearing roller blades.

Before Miguel could say anything Johnny butt in.

“Hey shouldn't you be wearing a helmet, elbow pads, all that kind of stuff,” Johnny asks as he holds the flyers for his dojo.

“I don’t need them. I've been doing this for years and if I get hurt I just get back into the game,” Y/N explains as she looks at the middle aged man. “Wait, who are you?,” She questions before looking at Miguel. “I know him, I don't know you.”

“Have you ever thought about trying out for karate not only would it make you more badass, you can actually learn how to defend yourself,” Johnny tries to sell with a smile on his face.

“I don’t know, I really don’t feel like getting my ass kicked by a bunch of dudes from my high school,” Y/N explained as she kept herself steady on the pavement.

“We need more badass chicks in this world and I am willing to teach you how to be that,” Johnny explains but still sees a tentative look on her face. “Okay it can also get you into shape like Miguel here come on Miguel take your shirt off and show her all the progress you made,” He says using his last attempt.

“What,” Y/N says in shock.

“I am not doing that, Sensei,” Miguel says at the same time as her.

“I mean it wouldn’t be a bad sight to look at,” Y/N teases looking at Miguel as he feels himself get more shy. “But don’t worry I don’t need you doing that,” She says and gives him a little smile.

“Are you willing to try your hand at karate then,” Johnny interrupts as he feels himself start to get more and more annoyed.

“And this I won’t have to do some weird fight to do this because right now I can’t do that,” Y/N questions.

“Of course not, he teaches you how to fight and defend yourself,” Miguel reassures her, giving her arm a squeeze as she gives him a tiny smile, her heart beating faster and faster.

“Who knows you might be this year's all valley champion and that’s something you’d like right,” Johnny asks.

“It does sound good and I would like to learn how to defend myself, there are some weirdos in this world,” Y/N says before looking at Johnny. “Sure, I’ll come by tomorrow but just take it easy on me,” She says.

“No promises,” Johnny grins as he gives her the flier. “Tomorrow at 4,” He says. She nods as she skates a way.

“See you in school tomorrow,” Miguel awkwardly shouts, making her turn around and give him a smile and two thumbs up.

“You could try hiding the fact that you like her,” Johnny mutters as he felt more confident on how they could win.

“Was I that obvious,” Miguel asks as he feels embarrassed.

“You want the truth or the lie.”

“Truth.”

“Anyone in a 10 mile radius could see that you liked her.”

[princecvbra]

🛹 heart this post for a starter from robby. most will be set during season five or post season five unless specificed. length will vary from a paragraph or two. if you are a multimuse, please specify your muse.

[lvndrfucks]

After Cobra Kai’s demonstration at the All Valley festival, everyone went off on their own to enjoy the night. You and Miguel had joined Moon and Hawk to go on a few rides and try some of the fair food. At some point, you and Moon were walking ahead of the boys, arms interlocked and sharing a bag of cotton candy.

"I knew it. Our girlfriends prefer each other over us," Hawk announced as he and Miguel caught up. The girls pulled apart with light laughs.

"No, of course not," you teased, looking at Miguel. He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

"I don't know. I think she is pretty good looking," Moon bantered.

You playfully smirked and grabbed her hand. "You doing anything later?" Moon laughed.

Hawk smacked your hand away. "Just for that, we're taking the cotton candy." He threw his arm around Moon's shoulders and they started walking away.

"Call me," you shouted, causing Hawk to flip you off. You chuckled and turned around to face Miguel.

"You wouldn't leave me for Moon, right?" His tone made it sound like a joke, but he was maybe a tad serious.

You placed your hands on either side of his neck and leaned in to kiss him. You liked how you were nearly similar in height so you could look straight at him.

"Maybe," you answered.

Miguel threw his head back with a groan. "You're killing me here."

"I'm kiddinggg. I would much rather have my strong, handsome boyfriend." You kissed him again, this time, with more need.

"Really," he mumbled against your lips, making you hum in content. He could see the mischievous glint in your eyes when you both pulled away.

Miguel let himself be led out of the fair, his hand glued to yours. Small giggles passed your lips while maneuvering around the parking lot. You unlocked the car just before Miguel had pushed you against the door and captured your lips with his. Your hands were interlocked behind his neck while his rested on your hips. You slipped one hand away to open the door and rushed into the backseat.

Miguel sat back and you seated yourself on his lap. His hands slid from your thighs to your waist while you placed yours around his neck. He was firm and gentle as he pulled you in, burning your lips with his mouth. You knotted your fingers in his hair and melted against his body.

You pulled away briefly to move your hands to his face and caress his cheeks. Your heart felt like it was flying and the world seemed to stop.

Miguel licked his lips before connecting them together once more. His breath was hot as his kisses trailed down your neck. His hands held your back as you arched, begging for more. One of his hands slipped underneath your shirt and tugged the material up, over your head. His hands trailed from your stomach up to your chest, gently fondling your breasts.

Your fingers ran through his nape of hair and tugged slightly so he disconnected from your neck, giving you the opportunity to place your mouth back on his. A groan from the back of his mouth emitted as you grinded your hips against his.

"You teasing me, amor?" Miguel was slightly breathless as he pulled away.

You only grinned as your hands toyed with the bottom of his t-shirt. "Never, baby. It's all about you." Soon enough, you were pulling his shirt over his head and couldn't help but let your fingers trail down his toned build.

Reality faded as his lips moved with yours. Miguel's head was thrown back as you began moving from his throat, down to his collar. He felt your fingers move to his pants and drawing at the waistband.

"You don't have to," he muttered softly.

"Let me take care of you." Your sultry whispers sent shivers down his spine. You stopped to look him in the eye. "Is this okay?"

"More than anything."

He raised his hips to let you slide his pants down. His chest felt warm, and another groan tumbled out when you curled your fingers around his cock.

A hunger for the feeling grew in his stomach, gnawing for more bliss. Miguel let his head tip back once more. You took advantage of it in an instant; smothering him with kisses along the length of his neck. It was messy, lips wet with spit as you scraped your teeth down, right as your thumb rubbed over the slit of his cock— Miguel twitched, panting a little heavier.

Slick, hot, sounds echoed in the car as you jerked him, hand twisting perfectly. Slow and gentle. His eyes crushed closed, his hands gripping your thighs tightly. His gut was burning with heat, pleasure filling every limb.

"You're doing so good for me," you murmured. You nipped at his jawline as he moaned your name lowly.

He grunted as his hips withered when you began to pump faster. He leaned forward to crash his lips against yours. You moaned into his mouth as your thighs tightened around his with a growing need. Your pace slowed down again, causing a frustrated moan from his end.

"I need you to go faster, baby."

"Beg for it."

Miguel's eyes opened in surprised, only to be met with your cocky smirk. "What?" He took a deep breath to compose himself and let out a trembling chuckle. "I don't beg."

"Really?" You pouted mockingly. "Come on, Miggy. It's just one little word." Your hand moved to the side of his neck, your thumb skimming across his Adam's apple. Your lips hovered over his. "Beg for it."

Miguel, still refusing, tried pushing his hips upwards for any sort of friction, but it wasn't enough. You moved your hand a little faster just as a little taste of what he could have. He cursed when you stopped.

"Just say the word and it can all be yours." You kissed his lips, pulling his bottom lip gently while pulling away. "Come on, baby. Be my good boy."

The praise seemed to have done the trick as he stared with pleading eyes. "Shit! Fuck, yes, please. I need it so bad. Please."

Your chest swelled with pride. "See? Was that so hard?"

Miguel stared confused as you shuffled down his lap until suddenly your mouth attached to his cock and he let out a long moan.

"Oh, fuck." His fingers curled into your hair as you moved at a rapid pace.

Both of your hands grasped his tense thighs. Miguel's eyes rolled back, feeling his cock slide down your throat. His chest was rising and falling, his stomach clenching.

When he looked down at his girl, he felt himself completely fall apart while staring into those wide doe eyes.

Miguel shuddered violently, a gaspy moan warbling out of his chest and the only warning you got was his hushed whispers of, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," before he was spilling down your throat. You took as much as you could, feeling it drip from your mouth.

You lifted your head, a string of saliva detaching as you tried catching your breath. You looked at Miguel and saw his eyes half-closed and cheeks flushed. A few more dribbles came from his slit that you licked up. He let out small whines at the sensation.

You wiped the corners of your mouth with your thumb before crawling up beside him. "You good, baby?" He could only give a loving hum in response and you placed a soft kiss upon his cheek.

hera speaks!

this was actually a draft from my miguel x oc book on wattpad but i decided to post it here instead and maybe some more imagines?

i just have a deep love for xolo maridueña.

[sensei-venus]

Cobra Kai 7 Minutes In Heaven: Johnny Lawrence

(Unedited) (Size Difference, Sloppy Makeout, Squint for Nose Kink, Soft Johnny, Johnny knows he's an ass.) (Link to Intro along with other Characters)

,The tip of the bottle pointed out at…..

The pricing blue-eyed blond who was currently smirking at her from across the way.

Johnny Lawrence, one of the teens from the Cobra Kai dojo and the all-valley champion from the year before. Reader knew him from school because of his loud group of friends and popular charm. By no means was he actually popular, he just had a way of getting under people's skin.

She remembers hearing that he dated the Ali girl who was on the cheer team. They broke up a while ago and apparently it was a really bad breakup, for Johnny at least. He basically went on a rampage of causing mischief all around town for a while until he worked it out of his system.

Now he just walked around school with his little group of delinquents being loud and disorderly.

Reader couldn't deny that he was handsome. Even if he did have that underline bad boy thing going on. Or maybe that just made him hotter? Was she into bad boys? Was this a thing? She never really thought about it before until this very moment.

“Hey we going or not? I left my beer with the guys and I already know their going to chug that thing of I don’t go in there.“ Johnny clicked his at her as he now stood over her, at some point he stood up and walked over to her. She quickly nodded before standing up along side him. He was around her age yet he was so much taller, pushing six foot already. She had to look to actually meet his eye. Her face suddenly felt a little to hit for normal.

He put a hand on her back as he lead her down the hallway and towards the closet in the back. He had a firm and strong hand on her lower back as they finally got to the open door of the closet. They both shimmied into the closet before the door was closed behind them.

Johnny was huge and it was only made more aware when they where both jammed into the small space. His broad shoulders almost caught against the sides of the walls. His head nearly nudged the low ceiling. It looked uncomfortable even in the dark.

Suddenly she felt even more nervous than before as she looked at the tall blond. She felt bad for making get stuck in a closet with her out of all people.

The tall blond hunk stuffed into a small closet with her because of some stupid kissing game. She couldn't tell who should feel more dumb in this situation. Her or him.

“Nice dress, didn't see you as the type to be into that stuff.”

Well that was bound to happen, is course the hot, beefy jacked karate kid had to make a borderline fat comment. Why did she even think he wouldn't try and make a passive-aggressive comment? She was basically wide open now.

She slowly moved a bit to try and cover herself. It did little to actually do anything. She was still wearing a very tight dress that left little to the imagination and she knew it.

“Thanks I guess...”

Johnny could tell by her voice that he probably fucked a little, maybe that wasn't the best way to try and compliment her. He was never good at this kind of stuff in the first place. He wasn't that great at giving good complements and his nature tone always seemed to mud up his true intentions.

He knew he couldn't lie about the fact that he had started to have a one-sided thing for the chubby girl since the minute he laid eyes on her. He remembered seeing her in homeroom, the one class he never skipped. He was late almost every day but on that day, they both were, her first day.

He remembers seeing her in the empty hall all flustered as she stood in-front of the home room door. She slowly opens the door and walked in, a few minutes later Johnny walked in to the room and sat down in the row next to her a few seats back.

He just stared at her just like he was now.

Her eyes didn’t meet his as she looked down at herself. He crept closer to her, shuffling forward in the tight space.

“I didn’t mean it like that, I just mean you usually dress so modest. I think this is the first time I have even seen your ankles. You should dress up more it suites you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you know most guys would be begging at your feet for looking like this. Your curve in all the right reasons. I can't believe no one has asked you out yet, here or at school. Your hot and smart...”

Her cheeks flushed as he inches closer to her. His lips where inches away from hers. In the light of the door cracks she could see his face, his chiseled jaw, high cheekbones and the light blush that went up to his ears. But those blue eyes stuck to her like he was trying to look into her soul. Looking for something but she had no idea what.

His large hands grabbed at her waist, hard and fast and it made her gasp out in surprise. His hands locked onto the fat of her hips and pulled her closer until they touched. She could smell his thick body spray, it was warm and spicy and filled her nose. It almost tickled.

She didn’t have time to think about it for long because soon his lips where clashing against hers.

It was hard and fast, his teeth slightly bumped against hers at first before they fell into a deep rhythm of push and pull. Then he was slipping his tongue into her mouth. He seemed to know what he was doing as he messaged her own tongue with his. It felt weird but good all at once. His nose bumped against her own and it felt amazing. It was like it was made to slot with her own. She could feel how warm his face was, the way his blond locks brushed against her forehead and cheek.

She couldn’t help but moan into his mouth and grip at his jacket.

The red leather was hard and stiff and gave her little to know leverage. But she held onto it like a lifeline.

She felt his hands run over her rolls in her dress and it made her shiver in a good way. Her whole body felt like it was on a cloud. With the way his thick fingers worked against her like he knew what exact spot made her see stars. She full body shivered at his work. She could feel him smirk into their kiss as he started to suck at her tongue harder. She felt his fingers move from her belly and waist to her soft thighs. The rough pads of his fingers slowly dig into her soft flesh and it made her eyes roll. Slowly she felt them creep up into the middle of her waist and move higher up, threating to go into more untouched territory.

But that was short lived.

It felt like forever until the closet door swings open. Both of them slowly open their eyes but don't pull apart right away. Johnny slows his kiss and gently pulls away but only by a few inches, his eyes locked on hers half-lidded. His nose softly brushes against hers. It's short and sweet.

“Dude come on won't hog the closet all night! Some of us still want to try and bag a chick at this lame party, oh and Dutch finished off your beer. Now come on and get out.”

Johnny rolled how eyes at Jimmy who was the one to interrupt their fun in the closet. Johnny pulled Reader from the closet and slowly made his way with her back to the main party. His arm wrapped around her waist the whole time. She couldn't stop the way she curled up into his side as they walked. Dutch and Tommy whistled and whooped at the two as they came into their view.

“How about I take you home later on my bike? I can take you for a joyride.”

[maacchia]

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…

[backinblack-80]

I have been loving some amazing recent Cobra Kai/Karate Kid fics and I wanted to give a shout out to the awesome authors still writing for our increasingly small fandom.

@lulamadison Valley Fever - for everyone who loves a bit of Lawrusso sick fic angst and whump

@newlacesleeves on Ao3 as thisyearsmodel Dad Rock (or Getting Old and Pushing Your Luck) - super cute fic where Johnny and Robby bond over music, with some Lawrusso thrown in. What more could you want?!

@darthdisco Wanna Be Your Slave - BDSM Lawrusso 🥵🥵

@usaonetwothree Mexico - Johnny injury fic with the added gift of Miguel and Robby working together to help him

@karatehusbandos on Ao3 as Annie_xo Camp Valley - Summer camp Lawrusso AU

@vimesbootstheory The Recidivists - Lawrusso prison AU

There have been so many more and I can't list them all but they have all been a thrill to read ❤️

[talonabraxas]

“The great god whose name is unknown’, ‘he, whose name is hidden’, ‘one whose true form could never be known’, ‘He, who hides his name and conceals his image, whose form was not known at the beginning’, and ‘Secret was your body among the elders, and you keep yourself hidden as Amun, at the head of the gods”. (Leiden Papyrus)

Amun ‘The Hidden One’ Talon Abraxas

Amun, the Egyptian “King of the Gods” was the Aurora

As proposed in my books and throughout my web, planetary chaos saw the plane of the ecliptic besieged with countless tons of dust, gasses and debris – this a natural consequence of any given comic catastrophe. From the perspective of earth, the ecliptic dust hazed the Sun red exactly as depicted on almost every tomb and temple wall the length and breadth of the Nile valley. A diminished red sun also allowed the Egyptian’s the luxury of wearing nothing more than a loincloth throughout the year, again exactly as portrayed (see Red Sun).

Throughout the Pharaonic period (3,000 years) tons of debris fell into the Sun’s atmosphere resulting in Coronal Mass Ejections, solar flares and prominences on a scale we would find difficult to comprehend. Courtesy of a red Sun this ‘lashing out’ was clearly observed and duly represented by the cobra which spat fire against Egypt’s foes. This being the very reason why the Egyptian Sun was many times depicted with a snake draped over it.

This ‘feeding frenzy’ dramatically increased the solar wind and gave rise to intense geomagnetic storms and global auroras unlike anything experienced in modern times. They were not restricted to the Polar Regions; they were a truly global phenomenon, observed at all latitudes especially during the night and at times, even during the day. The hazed red Sun, once again, granting visibility to the otherwise invisible.

These magical dancing neon lights were personified in the great Egyptian god Amun.