#Robby Keene x male reader

[supercap2319]

Y/N and Tory circle each other in the middle of the hallway, surrounded by their fellow students as they wait in anticipation for what was about to happen. Troy had announced on the school's PA system that she knew what Y/N did, and he was going to pay for it.

They stop their circling as Tory has a fury in her eyes. "I saw what you did at the party. You kissed Miguel." The students around them "ooh" as Robby is right behind Tory. His eyes are wide with surprise.

Y/N shoulders his backpack. "And I take it you have a problem with that?"

"Yeah, actually. I have a big fucking problem with that you little slut." Tory snarls.

"Hey, it's not my fault that Miguel and Robby both prefer my juicy lollipop, to your worn-out and deflated watermelons. Wanna fight about it?" He smiled as the students watched to see what Tory would do about being insulted like that.

Tory throws a swing as Y/N dodges the blow, and tries to weave away from her, but she grabs his backpack and pulls him back. Y/N toss it to the side and delivers a kick to her stomach. "I'm not above fighting a girl."

"Good." Tory says. "Because you kick like one."

"And you throw punches like one." They both charged forward.

[robbyswayzekeenes]

prove it-- robby keene

robby keene x male!reader

a requested robby keene smut that took WAY too long because it got away from me but now its like 1.5k words with a sloppy ending so (minors dni)

“You are such a little shit, Keene,” Y/N laughed, pulling his boyfriend into a soft kiss as the two climbed out of the Uber and thanked the driver.

“What do you mean?” Robby asked, wide eyed and innocently as though he didn’t know exactly what Y/N was talking about– a game of truth or dare with Miguel, Sam and Eli whilst Y/N and Demetri were collecting pizza that possibly revealed too much about where the hickeys on Y/N’s neck had come from the night before.

“Now all our friends, think I’m a fucking bottom, asshole,” the boy rolled his eyes, swinging for Robby playfully as he swung open the door to his dad’s apartment.

Johnny was out on a date night with Carmen, meaning the two boys had the apartment to themselves, which was definitely a good thing, judging by the glint in Robby’s green eyes.

“Show them differently, then.” Robby’s words caught his boyfriend off guard.

“Huh?”

“Prove to them that you’re not a bottom,” the blonde boy leant against the wall next to his bedroom, a smug smile on his handsome face that made Y/N nervous in the best possible way.

“Because it seems to me that they have some pretty solid evidence right now,” he added, wetting his lips and cocking an eyebrow.

Y/N walked over to Robby slowly, placing a hand on his hip, the other by his head, and moving in so close that their noses brushed together, Y/N’s hair tickling his boyfriend’s forehead.

“Any ideas on how I could possibly prove that, Keene?” Y/N hummed, not putting up too much of a fight as Robby closed the small gap between them eagerly, kissing Y/N with an excited enthusiasm.

“I have a few,” Robby hummed against the other boy’s lips, pushing him gently so the two peeled themselves from the wall and pushed through the door into Robby’s small bedroom, collapsing on the bed almost instantly.

“Care to share?”

Y/N’s hands were cold as they crept under Robby’s t-shirt, pushing the fabric upwards to clear the way for soft, damp kisses to be pressed up the boy’s abdomen. Robby writhed gently, grinning and cocking an eyebrow as he threaded his fingers through his lover’s hair.

“Fuck me, Y/L/N,” Robby laughed, pulling Y/N up to press their lips together although it muffled his words.

“Ask nicely and maybe I will,” Y/N smirked, despite already shedding his shirt and requesting permission to remove Robby’s, which was granted.

Locking his ankles together around the boy’s waist, Robby pulled his boyfriend back towards him, crossing his wrists behind their neck and kissing him hard. Y/N’s hands crowded Robby’s head, tangling in strands of his hair as his hips shifted slightly yet deliberately, creating friction between the two.

Lowering his hands, Robby grabbed at his boyfriend’s ass, grinning as he did so, before moving to tug at the belt loops of his jeans.

“Off.”

“You haven’t asked nicely yet,” Y/N quipped, shifting to start kissing at the blonde boy’s neck, sucking in some subtler marks before moving to his collarbone and making them bigger and darker.

Robby’s lips remained sealed as he closed his eyes, feeling the gentle sting of Y/N’s teeth along his collarbone before the sooth of his tongue. Then, after looking up at his boyfriend with a mischievous glint in his eyes, Y/N traced his tongue over one of Robby’s nipples, sucking lightly and enjoying the low, almost inaudible moan it dragged out of him.

“Come on, Rob, all you have to do is say please,” Y/N teased, feeling Robby’s hands tangle in his hair and tug not so gently.

“You’re the one who needs to prove you’re not a bottom,” the boy rolled his eyes, trying his hardest not to react as Y/N’s wrist not so accidentally knocked the raise in his jeans.

“Robby, love,” Y/N punctuated his sentence with a soft kiss to the boy’s solar plexus. “I can think of a million other ways to prove to our friends that you’re the bottom in this relationship like ninety percent of the time. Now tell me what you want.”

“How about you tell me what you want,” Robby spat back, eyebrows raised, “Since you’re supposedly in charge here.”

Considering for a moment, Y/N shrugged before lifting his boyfriend’s hips and pulling him into his lap, loving the way the long strands of Robby’s hair brushed against his face.

“Okay then, Keene,” the boy mused, one hand toying with Robby’s nipple and the other palming at the bulge in his jeans which the boy urged on enthusiastically. “I want you to ride me.”

Robby groaned at the thought, grinding his hips down onto Y/N’s, and Y/N took the opportunity to sneak his hands back towards his boyfriend’s ass. Locking eyes in a moment of mutual desire and understanding, the two boys separated, tugging off their jeans and pants in no manner of coordination before coming back together in a clashing of lips, teeth and tongue.

Positioning his boyfriend back in his lap, Y/N latched his lips onto his neck, sucking and creating darker marks than the ones he had left before. Robby groaned happily, his hands finding their way to his boyfriend’s dick and stroking him to full hardness.

Moaning and digging his fingers into Robby’s hips, Y/N collided his lips with Robby’s, reaching to grab his boyfriend’s ass, pinching gently and causing the boy to pout.

“Get the lube,” Y/N muttered against Robby’s lips and the boy was quick to comply, leaning across to his bedside drawer, groaning quietly as Y/N used the new angle to brush his fingertips over Robby’s hole.

Pulling the bottle from the drawer, Robby handed it to his boyfriend obediently, putty in his hands as he pushed his knees further apart so they were either side of Y/N’s thighs. Popping open the cap, Y/N drizzled the clear liquid over his fingers, warming it a little as he kissed Robby before letting his hands reach behind him.

“Please, Y/N,” the blonde boy practically whined, his head falling to Y/N’s forehead as one finger breached his hole. Y/N continued to stretch Robby out as the boy whined gently, biting onto Y/N’s shoulder and leaving lazy, distracted hickeys.

After a few minutes of Robby’s gentle whining, Y/N lifted his boyfriend’s chin softly so he was looking at them with hooded eyes, his hair dishevelled and his lips parted and red.

“Another one?”

“Please,” Y/N grinned as Robby whined, his voice soft, and kissed his boyfriend passionately, inserting another finger and loving how the other boy keened.

Five minutes later, the blonde boy was biting at his boyfriend’s ear, urging him to hurry up. Chuckling softly, Y/N caved, handing the lube back to his boyfriend so he could cover his dick. The second Robby’s cold hands wrapped around them, Y/N groaned, letting his head fall to his boyfriend’s shoulder and lacing his fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Jesus, Keene,” Y/N groaned, pushing his lips to Robby’s in a messy kiss. Robby grinned into the kiss, biting at the boy’s lips playfully, enjoying the sounds he was eliciting.

Standing upright on his knees, Robby positioned himself, guiding Y/N’s dick with his hands and beginning to sink down, biting his lip to muffle any noise he made. Taking Robby’s chin between his fingers, Y/N pushed their lips to Robby’s, moaning into his mouth, bemused as Robby groaned, too.

Bottoming out, Y/N clutched his boyfriend’s hips, panting and overwhelmed by how tight Robby was. Robby pressed his sweaty forehead to their shoulder, holding still for a moment.

Y/N cupped Robby’s cheek, bringing their foreheads together.

“Whenever you’re ready, baby.”

His knees either side of Y/N’s legs, Robby began dragging himself up and down Y/N’s dick, moaning softly.

“There we go, Keene,” Y/N muttered, biting at the boy’s ear playfully, his hands on his hips tightening.

“Not so sure our friends would be so convinced I’m the bottom here if they could see you now.”

Thrusting upwards to meet the roll of hips, both boys approached their highs fairly quickly. Robby came first with a soft whine, and Y/N followed soon after, pulling out gently and kissing his boyfriend.

Grabbing a damp cloth from the bathroom, Y/N wiped the two of them down. Thankful for the lack of wet patches on the sheets, he decided to postpone changing them until the morning and instead curled up around his boyfriend, pushing his hair from his face gently.

“Did I prove my point then?” His voice was hoarse as he joked.

“Sure,” Robby mumbled sleepily, not bothering to open his eyes fully. “But tomorrow I’m tipping the scales again.”

“Be my guest,” the h/c haired boy smiled, pressing his lips to his boyfriend’s forehead softly.

[leon-is-typing]

Okay so I decided to write an headcanon for Robby Keene from Cobra Kai because the Maze runner request is really late and I'm sorry for that 💀 I hope you will enjoy this small Headcanon

Robby Keene x Male reader

⚠️Warnings: maybe a bit of violence and some bad words but mostly fluff

How you two met

- You were the new student in the high school he has been going to so he didn't really paid attention to you when you came along tbh

-At first you didn't really catch his interest, he started to notice you when you took part of a fight in between Miguel and Robby by pushing one of them against a locker trying to calm them both. After that he kept an eye on you

- Later in the week you were running late and it seems that he was also running late and you happened to run into each other and all the books he had in his arms fell on the ground. This is actually how you met... And saying he was pissed was really an understatement

- At first he was going to yell the heck out of you but when he saw you and heard you apologize he completely forgot the fact you've just run into him

- After that you helped him gathering his things and run off to your first period

You met again

- The second time you met was on the lunch break you were chilling with Sam and when Robby came to you

- You were pleased to see the mysterious guy you've ran into earlier in the week apologizing again for running into him with a shy smile he forgave you right on the spot saying that it was okay chuckling slightly

- After that you and him talked for a bit and you actually became close friends! He even proposed to you to join the dojo, but you told him that you were already practicing karate well with your father at home

- When you told him that he was astonished to say the least- And now he often ask you to come train with him at the dojo or your house! And not to brag but you're really good at karate! The first time you trained together he was amazed by your skills

How he realized his feelings for you

- I feel like he always kind of acknowledged his feelings but what actually triggered them was when a guy came up flirting with you he felt a strange feeling inside of him burning inside of him just at the sight

- He felt like he wanted to strangled the poor guy and the first thing he did was... To drag you away from this guy saying you had a school project to finish with him (which is a big lie but shhh) leaving the poor boy confused-

- Well after he realised his feelings he started to stutter and blush when you happened to touch him by accident or when you were smiling at him or just low-key existing and breathing my guy is totally in love with you

How he confessed his feelings to you

- He actually didn't know how to confess his feelings to you so he just asked his friends ( by friends I meant Sam ) and she proposed to leave an anonymous note in your locker asking you to met him somewhere

- So he did as told and left a note in your locker asking you to met him at the Miyagi-Do dojo after school

- You where trying to grab your math book in your locker when you saw it.. You took the note gently and read it , the mysterious note said to met at the Miyagi-Do dojo after school

- So naturally out of curiosity you came to the dojo.. And to your surprise you saw Robby waiting for you.. At the sight of him your heart started to beat a lot faster and when he saw you he shyly smiled at you..

-And well his confession was a lot more messier than when he had practiced in front of his mirror but in the end it didn't matter because you gladly returned his feelings

After his confession

- Well you two are a really cute couple, PDA is a big yes for the both of you either for Robby or for you, even though Robby would never initiate it, if you were to grab his hand because you are nervous or you just want to hold hands he will never turn you down

- Remerber when I told you he will never initiate PDA well that not totally true he will initiate it if someone would try to flirt with you to show them you're already in a relationship with someone

- You guys do not fight often but when you do it can be a really hot mess throwing mean words at each other without really thinking them but you usually forgive each other a few days after

-Overall you guys are just two idiots hopelessly in love with each other~!

[reveseke]

Artist reader & characters of Cobra Kai. Nothing but fluff and gen (mentions of (full+partial) nude art, but nothing specific!), no specific genders for the reader.

Threw in the girls & Ant as well, bc i could and I genuinely wanted to. All of them could be perceived as either platonic or romantic.

Reminder that my blog is male, ftm, enby, masc centric and I do not write for fem readers!

Eli, Miguel, Demetri, Robby, Anthony, Moon, Yasmin, Tory & Sam w/ an artist reader!

Just my thoughts nothing more or less. :3 also they get noticeably shorter the further down you go lol.

— Eli; I think he'd find it cool if you were into drawing and sketching (I don't believe he'd have a favorite style, just random sketches of the most random-est of things does it for him to think you're really cool and talented). He'd absolutely loved to get a peak at the sketches, especially if he catches you sketching something. If you dare to show him a sketch of him either post Hawk or before Hawk he'd ask you if he could keep it with the sweetest of smiles. Also graffiti, absolutely would mess around with spray paint with you.

However he would be a bit meaner just for the show during S1-3 specifically with his macho show of I'm a goddamn badass pretender for the girls. He'd just be basically mean for the laughs but swear he'd also be sweet as fuck to you afterwards and making up for his behaviour. (Make him sit for a few hours and be your model, that'll do lol.) [Side note I think Hawk would be the kind of guy to think about partial nude art but never admit it.]

— Miguel; just in general this boy is fucking bashful and amazed for your skill at drawing. He'd love to breeze through your sketchbooks and ask you to draw something for him. Absolutely anything and he'd cherish it, especially if it was something of him or nature-related. I also think he'd love abstract patterns. I also think he appreciates graffiti and murals!

— Demetri; interested for sure, especially if you're into drawing fantasy characters and settings. He's a comic nerd, he'd love to see your take on some of his favored characters from comics. fanart kind of guy imo. Also if you draw him his DnD character he'd love you for eternity. Just saying :3 (I also believe that Dimitri would have artistic talent as well. Thinking about dates where y'all just geek about your interests and draw, create stories etc.) I also think that Dimitri would love to see scenery art.

— Robby; this man cannot take a pen in hand and draw himself at all imo, he seems like he's a bit lost but he'd absolutely adore your drawings. I think he'd be into scenery and a realistic type of art. For some reason I think he'd be the guy who doesn't exactly get art, but gets joy from watching someone else geek out about a specific piece and tell him about it and the history/background around the artwork. (Looking at Mona Lisa rn so hard) [side note on this guy, he'd absolutely at some point ask about nude art in general.]

— Ant; we know this guy plays DnD as well, he'd be interested in your drawings and love silly sketches especially off of characters related to his interests. Somehow thinking Anthony wouldn't get abstractical art if it didn't have fantasy-esque in it. Just video game art, absolutely.

— Moon; Personally love her character sm down to earth (not really, she seems more daydream type) and interested in crystals, chakras and energies! I think she'd be interested in symbolism within art and just be really really interested in spiritual-related artworks. Abstractical patterning that takes inspiration from a culture? Mythology related artworks? She'd absolutely eat them up and I mean gobble it all up, I also see her as someone who'd do art with you.

— Yasmin; she'd love to see what you were sketching especially if it was her, because I think she would let you just draw her up in different outfits even without asking if you could. [Personally also think she'd be interested in nude or revealing art.] She'd be your model without any further questioning, BUT be sure your up for the task to hear her whine about how long it's going to take and just be cheesy with some memes. (Koff Koff the popular french girl line.)

— Tory; now I don't think Tori's much of an art girl either, but she'd love to see your sketchbook like the others and watch you draw. However this doesn't by any means rule out graffiti, she'd be up in a second if spray paints and graffiti was mentioned imo! I also think she'd have an eye for scenery and murals artworks with abstract types of art.

— Sam; she'd love to see your sketches and artworks as well! I think Sam wouldn't inherently be that interested in art, but she'd absolutely let you rattle her ears off talking about art and such. I think she appreciates scenery art a lot and murals.

[thebisexualdogdad]

A night to remember- Robby Keene x M!Reader

You and Robby had been dating for six months now and after many discussions you were both ready to take the next step in your relationship. 

Sure you had given him a blowjob in the dojo locker room once after practice but neither of you had ever had penetrative sex and made sure to take your time to not rush it. 

Johnny was going to be gone for the night since Carmen and Amanda convinced him and Daniel to go dancing so Robby went to the liquor store, nervously buying condoms and lube after you decided tonight was the night. 

When you got to his apartment you ordered a pizza and watched a movie but half way through the movie you ended up in his lap as you heavily made out. 

"You want to go to your bedroom?" You suggest, reluctantly pulling away from his lips. 

"Only if you want to," he says out of breath. 

"I do," you tell him. 

He smiles and turns the movie off, guiding you to his room where you spend another twenty minutes making out along with wandering hands. 

Your shirts are gone and you began to unbutton his pants before he stops you. 

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" He asks.

"A hundred and ten percent," you assure him now successfully unbuttoning his pants and helping him get out of them.

Next goes your pants leaving you both in just your underwear. 

His hand rubs the outline of your erection through your underwear and you gasp. 

"Can I take these off?" He asks cautiously and you nod. 

With your underwear gone Robby stares in awe at your hard cock. 

He bites his lip and experimentally strokes you like he does when he touches himself causing a loud moan to escape your lips. 

He smiles and strokes you faster, not even noticing you reach in his boxers and freeing his own cock.

Robby kisses you passionately as you touch each other and explore what your bodies react to.  

"Wait, I don't want to cum yet," you say moving away from him, "you got condoms right?"

"Yeah," he replies, reaching over to the bag on his dresser and pulling the condoms along with the lube out. 

"So do you want to top or bottom?" You ask.

"Can I top?" He says and you nod again, "how do you want to do this?" 

"You should probably use the lube first," you tell him.

You guys get into a comfortable position, you laying back against the pillows and Robby settled in between your legs. 

He squirts a little too much lube into his hand and nervously says, "I'm gonna touch you okay?"

"Don't be nervous Robby, I'll tell you if I want to stop and you can do the same." 

Robby takes a deep breath and rubs his finger over your hole, lathering it in lube making your hips jolt.

"Are you okay?" He asks thinking he did something wrong. 

"No, no I'm good, the lube is just colder than I thought it would be," you chuckle. 

"They had like ten different flavors of lube, I got cherry, it felt like a safe option," he says gently pressing the tip of his finger inside you. 

"Good choice," you say groaning at good it feels for him to be touching you, "you can put your finger inside."

"Okay." He says easing his lube covered finger into you and you moan giving him more confidence.

He's pumping his finger and taking his time to stretch you out over the next few minutes. 

"Robby I need more," you groan, desperate for his cock. 

He removes his finger and grabs the lube again, coating himself with it after putting on a condom.

He pulls his hips into yours, teasing your hole with his cock. 

"Robby please," you beg and he pushes the tip inside trying to be gentle. 

"Holy shit," you moan.

"Does it feel good?" He says slowly rocking his hips.

"So fucking good," you tell him.

He picks up the pace, loving the way your mouth is hanging open wide in total bliss.

His hand is on your chest, running down to your stomach needing to touch you in any way he could.

"Harder," you grunt and Robby is thrusting his hips as fast as he can. 

His bed is creaking but he doesn't care about the very real possibility of it breaking underneath you, Johnny did put it together after all, because all he cares about is making you cum.

The next several minutes are silent except for the sounds of both your moans echoing through the room. 

"Robby I'm gonna cum," you tell him when your release approaches.

"Me too," he says. 

"I want to cum together," you tell him.

He pulls out of you, taking the condom off and you both steadily jerk yourselves off to completion. 

Robby finishes first, cum splashing on your stomach making you cum as well which blends with his on your skin.

"Fuck yes," you both moan as you cum together. 

When your orgasms end he falls over onto the mattress next to you, sweat glistening his body.

"Holy shit that was hot," he says, breathing heavily.  

"It really was," you reply, kissing him sweetly, "I'm really happy I got to experience this with you." 

"I love you Y/N," he tells you.

"I love you too Robby."

This surely was a night to remember.

[velvrei]

RUIN ME

summary: robby is cobra kai’s top male fighter. the reader is cobra kai’s top female fighter. thr two are rivals, but a snake sleepover at kyler’s and robby’s forgetful mindset seems to change that matter.

pairings: robby keene x female!reader (horribly written enemies to lovers)

warnings: smut, porn with a plot, enemies to lovers, mirror sex, unprotected sex (use protection my loves) choking, hair pulling, PDA, slapping, dirty talk, angsty smut

word count: 11k+ (non-edited work)

author’s note: this is my first published work on here but i have many others on wattpad and ao3. (users velvrei for both if you’re anxious and would like to check that out.) i hope you enjoy :)

You didn't see yourself as a negative person unless it regarded Robby Keene. You didn't get along very well with him. Something about him just angered you.

First, it started when he joined Cobra Kai. You had always been a Cobra and thought it was unfair for him to just switch sides as he did. Yes, he had a horrible home life, but you were petty and you wanted all your attention back.

Then, it continued as you interacted with him. Everything he did came off as cocky. He acted like a dick toward you. One time, you got chosen to spar with him and he did it, but every chance he could he took you down even if it wasn't a part of the practice. That little shit.

And now, your hatred for Mr. Keene only grows as he continues to run his life at your dojo. Kreese loved you, Terry loved you, hell even Johnny loved you when he was your sensei because of your awesome listening skills but now this new kid came in and stole all your thunder. What a bitch.

The only person who knew about your hatred was your best friend Tory Nichols. Despite the differences in humor she still slithered her way into your mind.

You walked into the dojo with a dramatic sigh.

"Oh my god, what did Robby do this time?" Tory asked, the sarcasm stung you, in a good way. "Absolutely nothing, that's the problem. I don't understand why he gets all this attention over being a Cobra, like who gives a shit!?" You rambled to her as you took a sip from your water.

Once you finished, "Yeah. I guess Sensei just wanted to take him in or something. He is Johnny Lawrence's son, after all, you gotta expect a little reaction from people." Tory explained, which just angered you more. You didn't give a tiny fuck if he's Johnny's son.

"Oh yeah, big whoop." Your eyes rolled, and just as they fell Sensei Terry and Sensei Kreese strutted out from the back room in suits and dress shoes. What the hell?

"Y/N, Robby, get changed and meet us in the car. We have work to do." Silver said, throwing a dress at you and a suit at Robby. "What..." You whispered as you checked out the dress.

Robby had the same reaction, but after he processed he went into the back bathroom. "I call the bathroom first!" You called as soon as he made it to the door.

"Hell no you don't," Robby snarled, opening the bathroom door and letting it shut loudly to purposely make you irritated. After a minute or two, he walked out in his white button-up and tie. He looked really bad. Kind of.

"Go ahead, don't take forever," He said, brushing past you as his shoulder hit against yours. You stood angered, shooting a crude nickname his way before moping off into the changing room. You deviously switched the dresses to the sexy black dress you left in your bag.

When you walked out, Robby, Sensei Kreese, and Sensei Silver were already in the car. You studied Robby's expression as you opened the door and stepped in. He glanced at you, eyes roaming up and down the dress attempting to ignore the fact that it perfectly hugged your figure.

Sensei Kreese started up his car, while Robby tapped his leg onto the soft car floor impatiently. "What are we even doing out of class anyway?"

Silver's answer brought you back to reality. "We are going over to Daniel and Johnny's dojo. I want to formally apologize but in a way that shows I'm better than him." Sensei explained, glancing back at the two of you in the rearview mirror.

"You said Daniel and Johnny's dojo, right?" Robby said, his tone full of worry and anger. Your eyes rolled themself as you looked out the window, trying to drain out the complaining.

Of course, Robby had to ruin it only a couple of minutes later. "Y/N." You gave him a disgustful stare, his eyes meeting yours in intimidating eye contact. "We're here. Now get the fuck out before Kreese yells at us."

You had absolutely no idea why Terry needed to brag to Daniel about how awesome his dojo and students were, but who knows what could've happened if you cared enough to ask.

You went to open your door when Kreese opened it for you. He came over, "I don't know why he wants to 'apologize' so bad, but let's just get this over with or when we go back the dojo will be in flames." Kreese shared with a laugh.

You gave him a small chuckle then followed Sensei Silver into the dojo, which was unusually outside. The dojo had many rocks that even you could admit were quite beautiful. You stayed back so no one currently in the dojo could see you, per Silver's orders.

You were now shoulder to shoulder with Robby, waiting for the signal from Terry or Kreese. He looked over at you. You noticed a slight change in his pupil size, they dilated slightly and went back to his normal size. Why did they dilate when he looked at you...?

"You good, Keene?" You asked him, that normally wouldn't be your style of language toward him, but he seemed nervous for some reason. "Yeah, I'm good. Why do you care anyway?" There he was. Bitch.

You gave him confused look. Before you could question him, you heard Silver mention his favorite students, followed by your name and Robby's name. You smiled over at Robby, noticing how he said your name first.

Your satin dress fit perfectly, tiny black straps resting on your shoulders, the bottom diagonally cut just below your thigh. Robby was in a matching black suit and tie. Of course, Silver was being dramatic, but you knew if you or Robby refused it wouldn't end well.

"These are my two best students." You had no idea where he was going with this. He continued talking about his dojo and how much of a success it was, and somehow lead to apologize to Daniel for what he did. You still had absolutely no idea, but you didn't question it. "Who will be competing in all valleys? Just wanted to let you kids know what you're up against."

When you entered, you noticed a boy with a large purple mohawk staring at you like he was the lion and you were the gazelle. Gross. When you went to leave, the same boy came up and grabbed your arm. "Hey, pretty lady."

"Hawk, leave her alone." A pale boy with black hair said, trying his best to intervene. "Demetri, back off." He spat. He turned back to you, "You've got like, the best ass I've ever seen," Oh hell no, "You'd be so pretty if you smiled." His words made you fucking angry. "You got a boyfriend? I mean even if you do I'm sure I'm way better than him," He said cockily, his eyes roamed your body as you could feel the anger build up inside of you. What an asshole.

You were tempted to do something about him yourself, but before you could get the thought out of your head you felt an arm around you. "Hello, my love, is there a problem here?"

You looked over and we were met with Robby's face closer than it had ever been. He gave you a wink. You tried to hide your confusion while he turned toward Hawk.

"Why is your arm around her?" Hawk questioned, he wasn't buying it. Robby snarled, "Cause she's my girlfriend?" You saw an older blonde man's head tilt at that statement.

"Ain't no way she's your girl." A taller boy with black fluffy hair chimed in. You gave him your cruelest look, then turned to Robby. "I am indeed his girl." You turned to the boy with the mohawk in front of you, "What was your name again? Pigeon?" You asked.

You heard snarls from the inside of the dojo while you walked off quickly, Robby's hand in yours. When you turned the corner you quickly let go of his hand. "I didn't need your help. I could've handled that myself. But thank you." You scoffed, getting back into Silver's car.

Robby held back his anger before getting in on the other side. You both silently waited for both of your Senseis, the tension between you and Robby so thin you could cut it with a butter knife.

He cleared his throat, "Why are you such a bitch to me?" At first, you thought you hadn't heard him correctly, but when you realized he had actually said that you made sure your shock and anger were clear in your expression. "Excuse me?"

Both of Robby's eyebrows raised, "I've been nothing but nice to you," That was a lie, "And you just treat me so horribly. It makes no sense."

You sighed, trying to control some of your anger. "I am only a bitch to you when you are to me. So maybe if you weren't always such a selfish douchebag all the time you'd get some amiability." Robby saw how angered you were by the question and somehow just found it funny. He really is a dick.

Robby was unable to bicker back when both of your Sensei's opened the car door on each side. "So unbelievable!" Terry shouted, swinging his leg and body inside.

The ride back to the dojo was silent except for Terry. Once he started ranting about something, it only stopped when the subject was changed but if he felt like it, he could be on that annoying topic for hours.

Even though the visit was brief, it was eventful, not for the tournament but you and Robby. When you were alone in that car with him, your hatred changed, and the tension that was once conflictual became suggestive. You couldn't believe how quickly your relationship with Robby could change from only your perspective, but it did. You hated it.

When you arrived back at the dojo you walked in first, desperate to get away from the idiot that was Robby, you grabbed your bag and without a second thought walked straight into the bathroom.

You assumed Sensei would continue the session after, so, you figured why not mess with Robby a little? You saw how amazed he looked when he saw your figure in that dress, so, let's make it better.

You quickly changed into a pair of gym shorts Tory had given you, she told you they'd make your butt look even better than it already did so you gave it a try.

You watched yourself in the mirror, scrunching up the long part of the shorts to make them shorter, then turning around and scrunching up the shorts around your ass to make your ass look better. Thank you, Tory Nichols.

You were just in a sports bra and figured that alone was fine, your outfit wasn't too random either sense your sports bra was black and the shorts were magenta, you left your gi outside of the changing room, so you would walk right past Robby when you went to get it.

Pulling open the curtain gained the attention of Tory, who just gave you a smirk as turned around and grabbed your bag. When you turned back around Tory had her jaw dropped and was almost more excited than you were.

You went to the back and placed your bag on the ground; you expected Robby to be training with the others, but he was there, bench pressing what appeared to be 135 pounds; you weren't surprised since you'd seen him lift higher before.

When you walked in, your gi was hanging up in the far corner, and as you went to get it, Robby naturally stopped for a drink of water, and of course, you walked right past him in those skimpy shorts. When you think about it, the situation was kind of hilarious.

When you turned to leave the room, you noticed Robby's eyes were looking somewhere else to make it appear as if he wasn't staring. You knew he was. Mission accomplished.

You walked passed him and his eyes caught yours as he took a sip of water. "Next time, don't be so obvious, Robby." He spat out some of his water, he knew you were bold but he wasn't expecting to be called out.

You walked out of the room with a proud smirk on your face. "Oh, god, what now?" Tory asked, taking a sip of water herself. You pointed to Robby, who was in the back nearly choking on his water, attempting not to make a mess.

"Damn, Y/N! You did that?" She asked, turning back to you. You nodded and hid your smile, "I caught him staring and I called him out," You spoke, your words sounding like gibberish because of how much you held back your laughter.

Tory began laughing with you. "Looks like you got him hooked. Whatcha' gonna do now?" You turned to Tory and simply smiled at her, "Absolutely nothing. It's his turn."

Later that day, Silver told you Robby had forgotten his bag and you were the one who had to drop it off to him because he was "busy". At first, you thought he was just mistaken sense you remembered him living at the dojo, but when he told you Robby had bought himself an apartment, you were beyond curious to get into his business.

Tory: bae getting that enemies to lovers trope

You: no gtfo

Tory: don't lie to me, yk if he asked you to make out and then be strangers for the rest of your life you'd say yes

You: girl

Tory: have fun ;) Practice safe sex btw

You: TORY.

You waited, knocking on his door a bunch as the indecisive male himself swung the door open in a frustrated manner. He stood shirtless, his body was toned, you stopped your eyes from traveling down to his hard abs, his shorts pulled slightly below them as if his v-line was glistening just for you.

He gave you a harsh stare, "Why are you here?" He didn't even seem to notice his karate bag hanging at your hip.

You threw it to him, "Here. Silver said you forgot it and told me to bring it to you. He was busy." You spoke quickly, going to walk away but were stopped by Robby. "Sorry if this is a bad time," You mentioned, pointing out his current tired state.

He sighed, "Thanks. It's fine, I guess. Are you going to Kyler's house tomorrow? He invited us all over to spend the night and watch movies." He asked, leaning in the doorway. Your lips formed a smirk when you caught his eyes looking you up and down.

You cleared your throat, "Kid's an ass sometimes but he sure knows how to have fun, so probably. Depends on how I'm feeling after practice tomorrow. Why you wanna know, Keene?" Robby zoned out, his eyes directly staring into yours as he suddenly remembered where he was and what you had said, "Just wondering, why you gotta make it weird, Y/N."

You shrugged, "You're the one who was staring." You gave him another crude look up and down before going to walk away. "See you tomorrow, Keene!" You shouted down the hallway as Robby finally shut his door.

♛

chat - queen cobras

the cobra kai dojo (no senseis)

tory ❌

so small change of plan bitches

there is no longer space in my car

someone else has to give y/n a ride

kyler💩

i'm not giving her a ride

tory ❌

correct you're riding with me

way to use your brain asshat

kenny🦶

💀💀 bruh

i obviously can't drive so

tory ❌

robby?

robby🧔🏻‍♀️

no.

tory ❌

bro robby

robby🧔🏻‍♀️

nope

kyler💩

canceling the party

kyler💩

gtfo no you aren't

robby come on bro

tory ❌

it's a ride it's not that bad

kenny🦶

pause.

kyler💩

what kinda ride🤓

tory❌

you guys are weird

don't leave me with them robby

just drive y/n it's not that bad

robby🧔🏻‍♀️

ugh

i hate u

y/n🤑🤑🤧

tory what the fuck

so i can't go?

tory ❌

only if robby changes his mind

y/n

robby pls

robby🧔🏻‍♀️

no ma'am

y/n

please bro

ill do anything

kenny🦶

pause

tory

now wait a minute...

y/n

STFU

robby

anything..?😏

y/n

gtfo

** later that day **

Somehow the gang had convinced Robby into driving you to Kyler's. It thankfully worked when Kyler threaded to cancel and never reschedule, we all knew he could never actually pull that off, but he bluffed it and it finally broke Robby.

There you sat in the passenger seat, awkwardly scrolling through Instagram as Kyler's house was almost ten minutes from the dojo. Music was playing quietly in the background as Robby used his left hand to turn the steering wheel, rounding a curb before changing the radio station a bunch.

"Nothing good on here," He mumbled, before finding a channel with some random country music. "Perfect."

You gave him the weirdest side eye before changing the channel once again. "Hell no. Now I know you're lying. No one actually likes country music unless it's a joke."

Robby smirked, "Maybe I'll be the first then. Country music is definitely underrated."

You scoffed, "Not even close. Country music is overrated and should not exist in the first place. If it's going to be country at least make it Like Bryan. That's the only good country artist. Or just don't play country at all."

Robby rolled his eyes before just silencing the radio fully, to stop the bickering. "Whatever. Always gotta ruin the fun."

"If that's what you call fun, then tonight won't be much fun because your bar is very low." You stated as Robby turned down Kyler's very busy street, and pulled into his driveway without a single bump or scratch.

You went to open your door after he parked but you watched as the lock came undone and still there was no movement from the door. "Shit, why of all days does it have to jam now. You're going to have to get out this way, Y/N."

Your eyes widened as you realized what he meant. He technically could've gotten out first and then let you out but this way would be more fun. You loved teasing him.

Your seatbelt was now undone, and you got up on Robby, swinging your leg over to straddle him. It was difficult for you both to maintain your composure while Robby was wearing only a black tank top and grey sweatpants. Once you realized what you felt, you ignored it. He stared at you with wide eyes and pink cheeks as you slung your other leg around his, got out of the car, and left him sitting there like a deer in headlights with his head back and his breathing heavy.

What the hell just happened?

ROBBY'S POV;

Y/N was on top of me, the way she looked down at me was, fuck, so hot. I hated it. She had to get out my way because my fucking door jammed, but honestly, I wasn't mad about it. I never realized how beautiful she was until now but I'd never let her hear me say that because she'd never let it down.

As she swung her leg around and got off the top of me, it was so difficult for me not to get hard, even if it was just a simple movement such as standing up. She started walking away and I took that as my chance to adjust myself so my dick wasn't noticeable, of course, she sends me into Kyler's house with a fucking boner as if she did it on purpose. Little snake.

I grabbed my overnight bag and all the stuff I needed before following her into Kyler's house. I walked inside closely behind Y/N, everyone already seemed to be there and Tory looked at Y/N wide-eyed before looking back at me.

"You guys took forever," Tory mumbled. I gave her an sarcastic laugh before setting my stuff down on Kyler's kitchen island. Kyler threw himself onto his dark brown couch, "So, we can do anything you guys want. The house is ours until 8 pm tomorrow."

I laughed and opened his fridge, I didn't give a shit cause Kyler didn't either, I've been to his house quite a few times surprisingly and he always had the best food. I hadn't been invited over for dinner much, but I took advantage of it when I was. Kyler's mom makes the best dinners.

I grabbed a Fanta and watched as Y/N spun around in the chair next to the kitchen island. "Grab me one." I rolled my eyes as I grabbed a second soda and threw it at her. She gave me a fake gasp, "Now it's gonna explode. Bitch," She mumbled the last part under her breath but I chose not to comment on it knowing it wouldn't end well.

"By the way guys, I invited Aisha. She's cool and she's technically still a Cobra at heart." Tory spoke.

I watched as Y/N's face lit up, "I miss Aisha, I'd never be mad at that." I tried my hardest not to look at her, but it still felt a bit awkward after what happened in the car.

"Where's your bathroom?" Kyler lead Y/N to the bathroom and as soon as Y/N was out of sight Kenny turned to me.

"So, Robby, you and Y/N make out yet?" Did I hear that shit right? I almost spit out my soda. I quickly swallowed, "How high are you, bro?"

Kenny laughed, "Not that high, yet. But it's obvious you and Y/N like each other. Hell, when you walked in here you looked like you two had just banged." Kyler and Tory both looked taken aback by Kenny's bold statement. Kenny noticed, "What, am I wrong?"

Tory laughed, still somewhat shocked, "No! Just didn't expect to hear that shit from you. Kids gotta point though," Tory agreed, as Kyler came back into the room.

"I could hear you all from the bathroom. You talk very loud. But I agree. Robby, you gotta make your move tonight. Just no sex on the family couch please." They were crazy. Right?

"I'm not having sex with Y/N on the family couch, Jesus Christ," I laughed, "Don't be weird you guys. I'm probably not going to have sex with her at all. Something awkward did happen in the car, though."

Kyler smiled, "Good! There was room in Tory's car, that was just our little push. So, what exactly happened between you two little lovebirds?"

SECOND PERSON POV;

When you dried your hands on Kyler's light blue hand towel, you heard bits of laughter coming from the main room. You began to listen, and heard Kyler not so nonchalantly holler and then a mix of gibberish-sounding words you couldn't put out from how far away you were.

You opened the door, the loud sound ruining your plan of sneaking up to hear their conversation. Goddamnit.

As you strolled back into Kyler's beautiful home, you heard Robby with a million-dollar idea. "Y/N, Hawk was being weird to you, earlier, right? When we were with Sensei Silver?" All you could do was nod.

"Ew! That bird? What'd he do this time?" Hawk had a reputation at the Cobra Kai dojo, he was known as a traitor, pussy, bird, and many other menacing nicknames that are probably best not to be mentioned.

"He was just being weird, like flirting but in a weird and unattractive way. It really wasn't that big of a deal, though."

Robby didn't care how dramatic it may seem but he felt his heart sink a little with how unbothered you were. That's a good thing, obviously, but also it wasn't okay, so Robby felt something needed to be done about it.

"What do we say about a little payback?"

♛

That's how the five, now six of you had your two cars parked and were at Hawk's doorstep, multiple packs of toilet paper and multiple egg cartons in hand. Aisha had joined and brought all the supplies on her way. It was perfect.

There you stood shoulder to shoulder with Aisha and Robby, egg carton in hand, as you all quickly threw a bunch of eggs in his yard and at his house. You turned to Aisha, "Aren't you and Hawk friends?"

She scoffed, "Eli and I were friends. After he turned into Hawk, he was like a whole different person. He thinks he's badass but in reality, he's just fucking ignorant. Then one day he told me he usually doesn't like big girls and that he caught feelings for me. I smacked him in the face and that was when I moved." You held in the urge to chuckle as the image of Aisha slapping the shit out of Hawk filled your mind.

"Damn, he may not be a badass but you sure are. Go to you for sticking up for yourself. However, I don't blame him for flirting with you. You're gorgeous. He was an ass, though."

Aisha nodded, about to give a response when Kyler gathered everyone's attention. "Okay, someone goes ring the doorbell and we'll all drive away." Kenny scoffed, "What if he has a ring camera?"

Kyler laughed and ran to his car, "He probably does, that's why I brought these. Which one of you daring souls would like to take on the challenge?" Kyler asked, holding up two Ghostface masks from Halloween.

Robby laughed before grabbing both and handing you one. He gave you a huge grin, before putting his mask on. Why the hell was that hot?

You put yours on and followed him up to the door as the others got into each car, ready to drive away Robby quickly rang the doorbell and you used some toilet paper to cover up the ring doorbell before sprinting as fast as you could back to Robby's car. You hopped in the back assuming the door was still jammed and tore your mask off as Robby left his on and quickly drove sped the road.

He tore his mask off, his breathing was heavy and you found yourself once again to Robby in a Ghostface mask, watching as he used one arm to steer and the other to throw the masks into the backseat.

Still, out of breath, he panted words that you could barely recognize, "That was fun," His chest was heaving as he turned back to look at you, tiny drips of sweat forming on his forehead as his eyes met with yours. "You still breathing, Y/N?"

You ignored how your heart skipped a beat when he said that, and then grabbed your phone and crawled into the front seat. "Totally. Back to Kyler's house, we go. Wonder what other ideas he has for us," You laughed, checking your phone to see a text from Tory.

Tory: we picking up some pizzas and movies while we're out. You and Robby can head back to Kyler's house and enjoy your alone time ;)

You hid your smile before typing a quick response.

You: thank you HAHA but make sure to look at my movie list I sent you earlier, all the good ones are on there

Tory: yes because I'm sure Robby would enjoy seeing you simp over Billy Loomis. Have fun babe not answering you anymore so you're forced to interact with him😘😘

You: fuck you

Tory: love you too

You: you're actually not gonna answer?

Seen 1m ago

God damnit, Tory. You clicked the side of your phone which turned it off and kept your eyes on the road in front of you. You felt Robby's beautiful hazel eyes gazing contently at you, you chose to ignore it and instead began speaking which caused him to stop staring, "Tory said they're picking up food and movies, and said we can just go back to Kyler's and wait for them."

Robby smiled and looked out the window on his side before turning back to you, "You realize they're trying to get us to hook up, right?" You started laughing, "Yeah I'm well aware. They're trying so hard, too."

After a couple of seconds of on-edge silence, Robby broke it by turning up the radio a little. "Let's drive around for a bit. They can wait if they have to," He spoke, turning the radio on before handing you the aux cord, "Sense you hate what I chose so much, put on your playlist. Let's see if there's anything good."

You smiled before purposely grabbing the cord out of his hand in an aggressive manner, and plugging it into your phone. He just shook his head and laughed, focusing on the dark roads before him. It was around 11 pm, and there were barely any cars out, which was expected considering how unpopular the roads near Kyler's house were.

You scrolled through each playlist that you had for each different mood, before choosing your main one and hitting shuffle. The song Slut Me Out by NLE Choppa began playing and you went to skip it but Robby stopped you by gently gripping your wrist. "This song's on there for a reason, let it play."

You gulped and nodded, the lyrics playing as Robby turned it up enough to the point where it almost hurt your ears, which was technically just the right amount.

After that song played along with a few others that both of you screamed all the lyrics to, he watched as you picked up your phone to check for messages and saw a Lana Deal Ray song had just started.

"You listen to Lana?" He questioned, his tone sounding very confused. You scoffed, "I'm surprised you even know who she is, yes I listen to Lana. This song is one of my favorites," You shared, as West Coast began loudly blaring. The beat that dropped on that song was sexy, the ending especially and it was perfect for you and Robby's current state of tolerable enemies and friends with tension.

He surprisingly knew all these lyrics too, and in this one, you could sing all of them without a second thought. As the chorus and small beat drop came, you felt your body get chills as it does every time, watching as Robby rested his head back onto his seat, lip-syncing some of the lyrics and shouting the others.

After that part kind of calmed, the next beat drop came just as fast as it left, the soft swing of the music making you feel like you were the queen of the world. It continued through and almost got to the part with the even sexier background music, you felt Robby's eyes intensely staring at you as if he was playing a scenario through his head. You didn't blame him, this song was heaven.

As the sensual part of the song began, you gave him a soft smile and rolled your window down so your hair was flying, he rolled down all the others including the sunroof, took your seatbelt off, and stuck your head out of the window. Robby watched and felt himself get hard once again but not by your touch, just at the sight of you.

You made sure to arch your back a little and scream the lyrics, holding onto the top of his car as if you needed leverage. Robby felt as if this moment was from a music video and you were the main actress the whole video focused on. You were mesmerizing.

He felt his cheeks were red and quickly turned his head to look away from you as you brought yourself back into the car and Robby pulled into Kyler's driveway. All the other cars already sat in the driveway. You grinned, "See you inside."

He sat there for the second time that day, his cheeks red, his dick hard and unsure of what the hell just happened and how you gave him yet another boner. You laughed to yourself and practically ran inside, opening the door and rushing over to Tory and Aisha to tell them all about what just happened.

After about twenty seconds Robby walked inside. At first sight, it once again looked like the two of you had just fucked, but this time it looked worse than before.

This time you looked over and Robby and could see his dick through his pants. You found it crazy how you could go so quickly from disliking each other to flirting constantly, but you honestly weren't complaining. You finally realize how fucking sexy Robby was, completely disregarding how you saw him as your karate rival not even an hour ago. That moment you just shared with him definitely made it difficult to go back to just that.

♛

After your eventful car ride with Robby, the group played a bunch of dirty but funny card games and ended the night with a decade movie marathon, where you watched two movies from a decade of your choice and then chose the better movie and went down the like to explain why, it was now around 5 am, still fully dark, which meant everyone was sleeping until you woke up with a dry feeling in your throat and a sudden need for water.

So, you left the huge fort you all had made and made your way to Kyler's kitchen, trying to avoid making any loud noises so everyone could get their sleep.

You grabbed a plastic cup from Kyler's kitchen cabinet, opened the fridge, grabbed the ice-cold filtered water, and poured it since Kyler said his tap water was disgusting. You filled your cup about halfway and quickly took a sip, noticing Kyler had a window above his kitchen sink and saw a kid riding his dirt bike in the middle of the night.

You laughed to yourself but your laughter quickly went away when you felt hands poking your sides and almost spilling the water you had just beautifully poured for yourself.

You turned to see Robby, and hit his shoulder, "You bitch, I almost spilled my water," You whispered yelled, before hitting his shoulder again and angrily setting your water down.

"Yes, 'cause you spilling your water would be the end of the world," He whispered sarcastically, before grabbing a plastic cup for himself. You watched as he reached around you, the veins in his hands flexing as he has each arm on each side of you, his front lightly grazing your back as you felt butterflies in your stomach and somewhere lower.

Robby poured his water from the filter just as you did, and removed all contact from your body so he was now fully away from you. "Why are you smiling?" You asked him, noticing his sly smile, wanting to wipe it off his stupid face.

Robby felt his strong demeanor slowly fade away as he saw your siren eyes, and heard what you finally said, "Stop smiling before I give you a reason to," It was cheesy, but still made his cheeks pink. You continued, "Are you blushing?"

He shook his head and suddenly felt embarrassed, "Hell no," He lied, you knew damn well he was and it was just getting darker. "Are you sure? You seem very nervous, or that could just be my imagination."

You brushed a piece of hair out of his face, before looking him directly in the eyes. "You're so pretty, you know that?" You dragged your hand from his hair, softly dragging down his cheek, and then on his chest. You felt how quickly his heart was beating. "Your heart is beating very fast, maybe you are nervous." You knew exactly how to push Robby's buttons and it absolutely infuriated him. Robby wasn't going to lie, part of the way you were speaking definitely turned him on. His cheeks were bright red.

That was his final straw, he pushed you to the inside corner near the fridge, holding your hips in place so you were pinned in front of him. "Quit acting like a bitch before I treat you like one." He kept his hand hard on your hip and brought the other hand to cup your face. You swallowed hard but wanted to remain in your teasing, ways, so you continued.

"You can be infuriating, Y/N. Maybe if you weren't such a selfish brat I would've liked you sooner." He huffed, his words fanning in your face, his lips millimeters from yours.

"So you like me? Took some guts to finally admit that. Took you quite a while didn't it?" Your eyes shot deeply into his beautiful green eyes that now seemed hazel due to the darkness. You saw how hot Robby was when he was mad. You made a mental note to push his buttons more often. He let go of your hips which would definitely leave some type of fingerprint mark, he downed his water and threw the cup into the dishwasher, walking back over to you before grabbing you by the shirt, "Lose the attitude before I fuck it out of you."

He walked back to the place he was sleeping, now leaving you standing there in your tracks like a deer in headlights. Your breathing was heavy and you were now definitely nervous about what came next. You couldn't wait to tell Tory and Aisha about this.

♛

When you woke up once again, it was almost 2 pm. You sat at Kyler's kitchen island eating a bowl of Fruity Pebbles, in the seat between both Tory and Aisha while the boys were eating in the gaming room near the back of the house.

You continued to take another bite and quickly finished it, "Something happened last night between me and Robby." After those words were said, both girls immediately gained a huge interest.

"What?!"

"You better start talking, babe."

You cleared your throat, "Well, basically I went to go get a drink of water around 4 am, and Robby apparently did too. And then I started teasing him because why not and then he kind of snapped." Tory's mouth fell open, "What kind of snap?" Aisha grinned, "Yeah was it like a sexy snap or a snap like where he forever hated you?"

You laughed before answering, "It was honestly both. But then after I teased him he basically pinned me against the fridge and told me to quit acting like a bitch before he treated me like one," After you said that both girls were extremely shocked and Aisha almost spilled her cereal bowl, "Oh there's more," You added with a laugh. "And then, after that, he said something like if you weren't such a brat he would've liked me sooner," You watched as the girls' jaws dropped wider, "And to top it all off, he ended it with Lose the attitude before I fuck it out of you. Which is my personal favorite."

Tory spit out her cereal and milk that time and began laughing with Aisha at the incident but then remembered why she did that. "Jesus Christ! I didn't know he had it in him." Aisha commented before Tory nodded, cleaning up her mess. Tory quickly moved on, "So, you gonna let him do it?"

"What let him fuck my attitude out of me? Hell yeah, just don't know when. I'll just continue teasing him and let him make the move when he wants." Aisha and Tory both nodded, quickly changing the subject as the boys walked into the same room.  Tory and Kyler have each other 'the' look as Robby walked to the sink to grab a glass and get some orange juice out of the fridge.

Robby's eyes met yours as you went to take another bite of your soggy cereal, watching as he eyed you up and down and slowly took a sip of his juice, staring into your soul before walking back into the game room with the guys following closely behind him.

You all started laughing after hearing the door loudly close.

The sleepover was definitely fun, and extremely eventful. You and Tory were the last to leave Kyler's house around 7 pm when Kyler came out of his room. "Uhh, Y/N, Robby forgot his overnight bag. Could you bring that to him?" Kyler sucked at hiding his smirk and laugh knowing exactly what he was doing.

"Is this-" Before you could even finish, Tory interrupted you. "Yes, this is our way of setting up you and Robby. Now go get your dick, babe. I'll be in the car in a sec." She said, basically pushing you out of the door.

After about a minute, she walked out and hopped into the driver's side. "Okay, the plan is, you're going to Robby's, and I'm not coming to get you for a few hours, so, just hang out at his place for a little."

You went to argue but she just shushed you, "Nope, not a word. Even if you don't want to fuck him that's fine do what you want babe but you need quality time with him, and this is the push you need. So make the best out of it. You only live once my love," She said, putting on her makeup in the mirror as she still somehow drove perfectly.

You watched as she applied her mascara, "Where are you going all prettied up?" Normally if it were one of your other friends you'd hate asking that but you knew Tory, she wouldn't put in the time and effort of doing makeup because she usually hated it, so when she did it, it was rare and for a good reason.

She smiled, "I have a date. I'll text you when I'm done so you know when I'm on my way. Or I can just drive your car over. Whatever works best." Somehow within your short conversation, she was already at Robby's apartment complex.

She blew you a kiss goodbye as you got out and grabbed Robby's duffle bag from the back, swinging it around your shoulder and walking into the building. Once you got to Robby's room you knocked on the door a few times as you did last time, so he knew it was you. He swung the door open, and didn't seem too thrilled at first but lightened up when he saw his bag." Y/N. I didn't even realize I forgot that until now." You gave him a small smile, "Yeah, Kyler realized and sent me here. Sorry if I once again have horrible timing."

He smiled and looked at the ground, "That's okay, you're not interrupting anything," Where did this nice guy come from? "You can come in if you'd like."

You accepted his offer after remembering what Tory had said and went inside, he closed the door and then walked into the kitchen which was visible from the front door.

He grabbed a glass and then another, "You want anything to drink?" No seriously where did this gentleman come from, not even 24 hours ago he had you pinned against Kyler's fridge and was threatening you with a good time. "I'm okay, thank you."

It definitely felt awkward, those moments you shared running through your head as Robby sat down on the couch not too far from you. You didn't know what to say or do, or if you should try starting a conversation. That's when you knew this was painfully awkward.

Robby cleared his throat, thank god, "You wanna watch a movie? I have a lot, you can choose." You gave him a smile for saving the awkwardness, "Sure. Let's see what you got."

After a surprising few minutes of scrolling, you decided on the category of marvel and let Robby choose which movie. Whatever movie he chose would say a lot about him, so when he chose Thor Ragnorok you were definitely thrilled.

As the movie began to play, Robby turned to you, "Are you cold? Would you like a blanket?" His offer seemed like he was being sweeter than normal, and it made you curious, but you weren't complaining. That kid was being nice.

"Eh, not really but I probably will get cold." You admitted with a tiny laugh as Robby grabbed the fluffiest blanket you had ever seen off of his other couch. He sprawled it across you, only leaving a little to himself as the movie began and you couldn't wait for cause that was definitely one of your favorites.

A little after half into the movie, you felt Robby's eyes on you. He was staring, the same way he did during your little detour from Hawk's house. This time, instead of ignoring it, you looked over at him.

"You know, Robby. I notice you staring at me. I just don't say anything." You mentioned, and he felt his cheeks go bright pink as they had many times the day before. Robby seemed embarrassed as if his whole nice demeanor disappeared cause of what you had just said. You didn't even say anything wrong, Robby just hated being called out.

"Sorry," He grumbled, turning back to the movie. 'Don't be a bitch.' That was what you wanted to say, but you kept it in for now knowing it would probably not end very well for you.

After another 5 minutes, you began overthinking the whole situation and making yourself angry, thinking about all the times when he had teased you and you said nothing about it, or when he would be mad at you for no reason.

You turned to him after a good few minutes of thought, "Robby, what the hell is your problem with me? Like why does everything I do make you mad? I'm not even intentionally doing anything at this point I'm just being myself and for some reason, that seems to make you-"

"I don't have you Y/N, you just make me so mad. You act like a bitch and then fucking tease me or whatever the fuck that was yesterday!" Robby shouted, standing up. There goes nice Robby. You knew something was up.

"I do not act like a bitch! It's all fun and games but clearly, you can't handle that."

"No, apparently I can't! I'm sorry for not liking when my fucking friend or enemy or whatever the fuck we are confuses the shit out of me to the point where I'm literally questioning myself! You act like the whole work revolves around you! Maybe if you didn't act like such a slut all the time I'd be able to" And there it was. A loud smacking sound on Robby's face finally made him shut the fuck up.

"Never speak to me like that again." Robby felt more angered, but also a little turned on with how hot you looked right then.

"What if I-" Smack. Again, and this time he felt less angered and more turned on over anything. "Y/N..." The way your name rolled off his lips so smoothly, made you get butterflies. Smack. You smacked him once again just for fun, not as hard but after that, he began to lean in toward you. So you stopped him, grabbing his neck and bringing him closer to you.

"Okay, I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," He spoke just above a whisper, voice cracking due to your hold on his neck.

You sat a couple of seconds and considered excepting his apology, and when you let go he almost instantly grabbed you and pinned you on the couch, wrapping his hand around your neck. "Had to switch it up. I like it better this way."

You tilted your head back slightly and your mouth slowly fell open, the need to breathe leaving your mind because of how turned on you were. You could sacrifice a couple of breaths if that meant being choked by Robby Keene.

His taunting words somehow made you wet, and you knew you were in for a long night of fun and trouble. Robby kissed your lips with his hand still around your throat, then began placing wet kisses along every part of your skin he could.

His breath was heavy on his hand and the part of your neck that was uncovered, "Can I?" He asked carefully, tugging at your top. When you nodded he wasted no time and brought it above your head practically ripping it in the process.

He continued kissing down your chest, slowly loosening his grip on your neck and then letting go completely. The sight of you in just your bra made him even harder as he continued down, noticing a drawing near your rib. "Is this.. a tattoo?" His words were slow as if he was contemplating whether or not he should ask his question. You laughed before running your fingers through his hair, "Yes, love. I got it not too long ago, so be gentle, there." Those words turned him on more than they probably should've, but he was too flustered to complain.

He looked up at you, his eyes filled with lust and want. He continued once again to kiss down your stomach, you could tell the tattoo made him even more of a horny animal, and you were excited for him to see the others you had sprawled around your body. "Can I take this off?" His consent was very attractive, even though it was indeed the bare minimum the way his voice was perfectly raspy made it ten times sexier.

"Knock yourself out, baby."

The sudden use of pet names made his pants tighten. He sharply inhaled before skillfully undoing your bra with one of his hands and letting it drop along with his jaw when he saw the second tiny ink drawing just below your breast.

"Got a bunch as soon as I turned eighteen. I have more if you wanna see them," The breathy sound of Robby led you to believe this man had a tattoo kink, so you did the expected, "Robby, do my tattoos turn you on?"

It made your heart flutter realizing how quickly Robby can switch from dominant to submissive, you didn't know what would happen next and you loved it. It was exhilarating. Robby held in his need and looked up. "Yes, they do. A lot." You laughed. "I could tell. Don't be embarrassed. 'S cute."

He quickly forgot what had just happened and continued his painfully slow teasing. He kissed down until he got to your pants, then asked once more if he could remove your clothes, to which you replied yes, and when you did he tore it off as if he was a hungry animal. It was fucking hot how eager he was.

After removing your bottoms, he grabbed both of your thighs, squeezing them and then slapping them until he was satisfied. He took off your underwear after asking for consent and hearing and seeing your answer and aggressive nod. He slapped your thighs once more before tightly gripping them and throwing them over each of his shoulders.

He left no time for hesitation, he licked a long stripe up your clit, your moans motivated him as he messily continued, he couldn't even compare to how good you tasted.

Your moans loudly filled up all the sound space in the room, feeling the sudden need to squirm as Robby stuck a finger inside of you and he continuously flicked your clit with his tongue. Swear words and gibberish nonsense fell from your lips as Robby pumped his finger in and out of you, your toes curling and your head practically throwing itself back.

Robby looked up at you with a lustful look, "Right there?" He asked, holding his finger at a spot he somehow knew would make you go feral. "Oh my god, yes!" You shouted, his name falling from your swollen lips over and over.

"Does It feel good, baby? Let me hear you." You bucked up your hips but were stopped when Robby held them against the couch. "Use your words." His mean tone turned you on, even more, the struggle to move made you hornier by the second.

"It feels so good, Robby, don't stop. Please." He smirked to himself before continuing. You rolled your eyes to the back of your head. "Look at me, Y/N. No one coming but you."

His snarky comment makes your legs shiver, every ounce of your body feeling numb as you looked him directly in the eye, squeezing a handful for some sort of a release sense you'd be reaching yours soon. "You gonna come, my love?" Robby's soft words made you shiver, "Yes, Robby, oh my god."

You couldn't believe Robby Keene was right in front of you, watching you orgasm for the first time, it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. The white liquid kept spilling out of you, it finally stopped but your legs continued to shiver as Robby wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. At the sound of it, it may have sounded weird, but in person, it was fucking hot.

His smile was cheeky but bright and it made your stomach gain butterflies, he came up to you, and grabbed you by the neck, bringing your upper half slightly upwards. "I told you to look at me, babe." His words were stern, and they made you hungry for more. "I'm sorry, I promise I'll listen next time."

He let you off with a small warning before letting go of you, then standing up completely and then walking into his room. After a couple of seconds, he shouted for you, "Y/N, come here!"

You basically ran into his room regarding how excited you were, and when you saw him standing in front of his mirror, hand on the desk as he leaned his body weight on it, just staring at himself in the mirror. The mirror was right next to from the wall his bed was up against, next to the door. The mirror was huge, definitely more than a make-up stand type desk as if it was used for something else.

You stopped at the door, but he signaled you over with his two fingers before mumbling a 'come here.

You walked over to where he was, and he quickly moved your now messy hair away from your neck and slowly began kissing it before whispering something that at first sounded like gibberish, "Look at yourself."

He looked up and look at your gorgeous face through the mirror, "You're going to watch your face, as I fuck you senseless in this mirror. Mkay?" His soft tone sent shivers down your spine and made your knees weaken.

"Undress. Tap my arm a few times if it becomes too much. You're okay with this right?" His demeanor shift made you fall for him even more, even though it technically was once again the bare minimum you still were about to melt.

You nodded, "Use your words, beautiful." You began to strip and then corrected yourself, "Yes. I'm okay with this, please just, touch me, Robby." When you finally undressed, "As you wish, my love." Robby was already shirtless so he took his pants off and went to take his boxers off but you stopped him before he could.

You undressed him yourself, pulling down his boxers in a teasingly slow manner, looking him in the eye in the most sensual way possible, you knew it would make him nervous. He looked back at you; you noticed how he struggled to stare back until he looked away. "You nervous, baby?"

He turned you around and lightly wrapped his hand around your throat, slowly increasing the pressure to the point where he almost cut off your airway but not completely.

"I am not nervous," His two fingers went straight to your clit and began to rub fast circles, "Stop treating me like I'm your bitch. Now watch yourself in this goddamn mirror while I fuck you until your legs are shaking." You wanted to give him a sassy remark but the hold on your neck stopped you from verbally communicating.

Robby's lips latched onto your neck as he slowly moves his fingers, then places a line of kisses along your shoulder as he continued his assault on your clit, "That feels good, baby?"

"So good, fuck," You moaned under your breath, your legs beginning to shake and squirm as you felt Robby's hands remove the contact from your clit. You were frustrated at first but held in a gasp when you felt his tip at your entrance.

"You ready, baby? Remember you can back out at any time." His offer sounded nice but getting fucked by him sounded even nicer, so you nodded and followed that up with the verbal confirmation he loved so much, "Yes, Robby. I'm ready."

He nodded and slowly pushed into you, a breathy moan fell from in between his lips as a whimper left your mouth. You felt as if your body was being stretched out, the feeling was ethical. You felt as if you were in euphoria and you hadn't even reached your high yet.

Robby moaned, "Can- I move?" His whisper sent shivers down your spine. You moaned out a loud yes, as Robby pushed himself in, then pulled out and aggressively thrust back in again.

You carefully watched his face in the mirror, his face of pleasure blessing your eyes as the sounds he made blessed your ears. He used his other hand to grab ahold of your breasts, squeezing and massaging them roughly making the pleasure absolutely insane.

A breathless scream tumbled from your lips, the sounds you made rarely being heard as his grip tightened on your neck. Robby caught his lower lip in between his teeth as he watched you in the mirror. Your beautiful fucked out expression, the soft sounds that left your lips, and how your walls felt around his thick cock would've been enough for him to come in his pants.

He watched in the mirror as his dick slipped in and out of you, the sight alone could've made him finish. Your eyelids felt heavy and you struggled to watch yourself as Robby has so demandingly ordered, you knew if he caught you with them closed you'd get a consequence.

However it was very difficult not to squirm or clap your eyes shut, the pleasure you were feeling was unmatchable and it made you tingle. Robby repeatedly hit your g-spot, the feeling becoming almost too much to the point where your eyes fell closed.

He removed his hand from your throat before grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking your head back. "Keep your eyes open. Guess you don't know how to fucking listen." His stern tone made you ache, you suddenly clenched around Robby and he let out a throaty laugh, "You like when I speak to you like that, huh? Fucking whore."

His words affected you in ways you never thought he could, but he just kept going, making you weaker and weaker as your legs slowly began to feel like jello, "Fucking look at you, baddest girl in the valley. Do you think Sensei'd like to know that his toughest female fighter is getting fucked and degraded right now? By his strongest fighter? That'd be a real conversation, wouldn't it." His cocky words made you so close to your high and yet you didn't release.

A scream tore from your chest as you slowly felt your release getting closer and closer, your legs now completely shaking as Robby moved his hand from your throat to your clit fibbing quick circles after noticing how close and desperate you were.

"You're gonna come, baby, I can feel it. You feel so good, fuck, it's so hard for me to function." His slight praise carried you on longer, you needed something more just to push you over the edge.

As if it were on cue Robby yanked your head back once again, the inflicted pain forcing you to scream and moan at once which was followed by a few swear words. You repeated his name many times as you felt your body get pushed over the edge. The euphoric feeling gave you goosebumps, the warmth of your bodies mixed together almost threw Robby over the edge, but just as you did, he needed a push.

You kept yourself moving even though Robby's thrusts were overly aggressive and just how you liked it, he looked down and watched your ass bounce with each thrust and then watched your pretty orgasm face in the mirror, which finally brought him over the edge too.

His mouth practically spilled with moans, grunt and whimpers for when the pleasure became too much to handle. "Holy fuck," His choice of words was funny looking back on it but in the best of the moment you didn't laugh nor even pay attention to his words, you watched his face. You could've easily came once more just at the sight of his orgasm face.

You felt his cum shoot inside you, his dick twitched as he practically screamed and continued to move in and out of your tight cunt. "Fuck- fuck- you're so- so tight," He panted, his high staying longer than usual which made him shake and squirm. "Not so tough now, are you pretty boy?" Your words made him cum even more inside of you, your words clearly affected him so you took that as an advantage.

"Wonder what Sensei would think when he found out his right-hand student liked to be called a pretty boy in bed. That'd one interesting conversation, huh Robby?" He pulled his dick out of you with a slight chuckle, "Ha ha, so funny, using my own words against me."

He watched you limp over to his bed as he went into his bathroom and grabbed a damp washcloth and walked over to you himself, carefully wiping away any of the leftover white stuff and watching as your swollen pussy continued to throb. "Damn, didn't know you had the hots for me, L/N. We should do that again sometime. Maybe as more than just enemies, I guess."

You felt yourself laughing as you sprawled out onto his very comfortable bed, "You really think enemies fuck and then just go back to normal? Imagine how easy that'd be for people who don't catch feelings. I'm clearly not one of those people, so yes, Robby, I'd love to do it again and yes, Robby, I'd love to be more than just enemies. I hate admitting it but you are nice sometimes, and that's a great thing to be."

Robby nodded with a soft smile, "You're not too bad yourself, Y/N. I'm just happy we're getting along now. I had no idea how I was planning on getting that to work but I guess it just worked out itself."

You laughed before answering in a calm tone, Robby came to lay with you on his bed after shutting off the television in the living room. "Me too, Robby, me too."

♛

The next morning Tory had invited the whole gang from Kyler's party to Robby's new apartment to see what really went on the night before and to see if the tension and hatred were still there or if it had been fucked out.

Tory was completely correct though, she walked into a clean house but a messy couch, popcorn spilled a little, and a few pop cans sitting on the coffee table. "They definitely fucked." Kyler stated, walking further into Robby's home.

Tory laughed at his statement before quietly and carefully walking into Robby's room after gently opening the door, making sure you both were covered before allowing the others to see for themselves.

You and Robby were snuggled up in his bed, you'd head laying on his exposed chest and your arm sprawled around it, your top leg up and resting onto his legs. Robby was honestly a beautiful sleeper. Tory didn't notice, but Kenny did.

"How does he look so good when sleeping? I go to sleep and look like the Grim Reaper. God clearly has favorites." Kenny's statement made the rest of the group quietly chuckle which caused Robby to wake as you still sat sound asleep in his arms. His eyes widened when he noticed his friend group, "What the hell are you doing here?" He mouthed, not wanting to wake you from your precious sleep.

"We came to check up on you. Clearly, you guys had a fun night so we'll let you be." Kyler whisper and yelled, practically leaving Robby's house in a hurry, he was probably leaving for something important or just wanted to go home. Either option made complete sense.

Tory smiled at you even though you couldn't see her. She felt like a proud matchmaking mom, and nothing could change her feelings for you two. You didn't realize it at the time, but you'd be hearing a lot about what happened that night, especially from your teammates.

Robby made you both angry and happy. But the happy feelings were mutual. That was the best option in the end.

[ornii]

|| My Kind of Crazy ||

Harley Quinn X Male Reader

So after Binge Watching Barbie, rewatching Suicide Squad, Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn), don’t forget that part, and The Suicide Squad, my appreciation For Morgot Robbie has increased more than it already has. Adore her. So, here’s part one of ?

(Any Tags I forgot please let me know.)

The Stench of rotting carpet, old wood and the tinge of blood was in the air. But this was all a part of the plan. Inside that old decrepit apartment you had your pistol Aimed at a man standing before you, Batman. Yes, The, Batman. A series of choices lead to this moment, but it wasn’t always like this. You were his Robin, his Boy wonder. Now you’re the shadow hiding within Gotham. Your foot was placed on the chest of another man, who’s cold and chilling laugher echoes though the room, Joker. It was on this same day, that you were Abducted; tortured, and subsequently Killed by the Very man. A Trip in the Lazuras pit changed you for the worst. But to your surprise after your revival, Joker was still alive, and Batman hadn’t sunk revenge for your murder, and all you could ask was…

“Why?” You as under your Helmet.. “Why him?” You said, Batman was stoic, silent.

“Who are you..?” He grumbles, his voice modulated to avoid detection, “You don’t know? I’m hurt.” You say with much sarcasm, you grip your helmet and tear it off, showing your face to Batman, even with the small J scar under your eye, it’s obvious who you were. Out of all the people he thought, he never expected his old Sidekick..

To be under the Red Hood.

Jokers eyes lock with the scar and he laughs much harder.

“Wow, now THAT, is funny!” He has his grilled toothy grin, and you placed your foot higher right on his throat. The wheezing laughter continues slowly.

“You don’t get to talk.” You growl at him, and then turnt your attention back to Batman.

“You know, I forgive you for not saving me, you can’t save everyone. But why, why is HE still alive?!” You scream, the rage and trauma building up in you finally. “After everything he’s done, he’s crippled, broken, murdered people! Why, why is he still here?!”

“You don’t understand… you never understood.” He said to you, and you scoff.

“What? That you can’t do it? That you don’t have the spine to! It’s too hard isn’t it?” You ask, Bruce shakes his head.

“No, I know it’s easy, he deserves to die a thousand times over, but if I killed him, i wouldn’t stop myself… I’d justify it, then I’d justify killing someone else, and it’ll keep going.. and I’ll sink further, and further into the dark.” Bruce said, you shook your head.

“You can’t control yourself… I’m not talking about Dent, or Penguin, Even Harley!” You toss the gun, Bruce instinctively catches it but, obviously isn’t capable of holding a gun.

“Do it, shoot him. Kill one, and save millions of lives… you’re the Batman right! You save people, don’t you? So save them! And kill him!” You demand, Bruce stares at you, both of you unwavering in your convictions. But he simply dropped the gun.

“No… I’m sorry, (Y/n).” He said in a solemn whisper.

“Fine!” You yell, revealing one last trick up your sleeve. an explosive set in the entire apartment block, revealing the dead man’s switch in your other hand. Joker laughs as he looks around it all beeping. He turns to Batman, and just smiles

“You, you found a way to win! But to lose everything! AHAHAHAHAHA—“ he laughs, reveling in the chaos as you let go of the switch, Batman made a choice, and now all three of you had to live with it, and in a flash, an explosion, it all faded to black for you.

You’ve been playing that in your mind for the past year you’ve been in Belle Reeve. Sitting in your orange room, captive. The 4x4 room kept you isolated, only for a bang at the door.

“Inmate. You’ve got a visitor! Stand up, face the wall.” He yells, you weren’t keen to listen to others. You stood up, facing the door, cracking your neck.

“Any of your men step in, I’m sending ten of them to the ICU.” You said, very calmly, the door opens and they rush in, training with the Batman made fighting multiple enemies a breeze, punches, kicks and knees flew all though the room as you delivered counters, combos and ruthless tactics. But all fun even came at an end as you were apprehended and locked into a chair. Struggling like a dog you strained to get out, you were wheels around Belle Reeve as you see eleven stretchers head to your cell.

“Told you..” you mutter, struggling in the binds. Being wheeled into an interrogation room, you kept your lips purse until you saw your visitor, she wore a women’s suit and skirt, her eyes deep brown like mud drowning you in muck. Amanda Waller. You looked around and saw that the room was being monitored by a single camera. She gave one officer the nod and he presses a button, the red light on the camera fades off.

“You’re not as scary as I expected.” She said, holding a file she sat down across from you. You knew about Waller, working with the Batman gave you some intel on contacts. And she was the nastiest one of all.

“Waller?” You ask.

“In the flesh.” She responded and opened your file, reading it off.

“(Y/n) Todd, Father was a factory worker, died due to Gang related activity. Mother was an addict, died years ago, leaving you alone, but you see.. that’s where it ends, as if you faded off the planet of the earth. Until you resurface a year later.” She said, all of that was true.

“What’s your point?” You ask. And she reads off another page.

“Peak Physical fitness, durability, speed, Agility, Strenght. Master Of Arms and a Genius level intellect… you are a dangerous and powerful individual, so I’m offering you a chance to cut your sentence down..” she offers

“You’re bluffing..” you struggle in the binds more, but Waller keeps her dead stare.

“Do I look like I’m bluffing?” She said, you stop and she looks you in the eye. “you complete your task, you get years off your sentence, you fail.. you die. Fairly simple.” She said, a million thoughts raced though your mind, but one did.

“Get out, Find Joker.. Kill, Joker.”

“…Im in.” You said, Waller takes her file and closes it. “Good, get his bomb in and relay with the others.” She says, your attitude shifts pretty quickly, “bomb?” You ask, “What do you mean bomb?!” You yell, but nobody said anything, being wheeled away you were held down by officers and a needle injected right into the base of your skull. Granted it wasn’t the worse thing that’s been done to you, still hurt. Finally reaching the breaking point you were wheeled outside, the sun finally hitting your skin and you found yourself surrounded by soldiers, many wounded, others preparing for what seems to be a war.

You turn your head left to spot someone you know too well, Deadshot. Seems he was also canned to Belle Reeve, and to your left was a woman you knew too well, Harley Quinn, also a prisoner. Your blood began to boil even more than before and you were ready to throttle her, but with all these soldiers here, you doubt you’d be able to do it without getting filled with lead. So you bid your time as any Hunter would. A Soldier approached them, and looked them up and down.

“Unlock 'em.” He orders, the soldiers obliged and your restraints are removed, you sit up from yoyr bindings and look further down your line. You even spot Killer Croc, in all his, Lizardy goodness. Harley Stretches and keeps her off putting smile. Closest to Harley was a man adorned with Tattoos, ElDiablo was his name, you heard a few reports about him from Batman.

“Mmm! Hi, boys! Harley Quinn. How do you do?” She said, obviously no one said anything. It was dead silence until she looks around. “Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. It's the voices…” she said, but laughs, “I'm kidding! Jeez!…That's not what they really said.”

The soldiers aren’t done assembling their Squad, more soldiers drag over a sack that’s fighting pretty furiously.

“What do we got here? Twelve pounds of shit in a 10-pound sack. Welcome to the party, Captain Boomerang.” He watches them cut it open, Captain immediately swings on the first person he sees. The Soldiers pin him to a wall.

“Hey, what's going on, man? Hey, one minute I'm playing Mahjong with me nanna, then this red streak hits me outta nowhere.” Boomerang pleads.

“Shut up! You were caught robbing a diamond exchange.”

“I was not!”

He Totally Was.

There was one last member, Slipknot, the man who could climb anything, which was an odd ability set, it nonetheless he was here. The man before them all was Colonel Rick Flag.

“Listen up! In your necks, injection you got, it's a nanite explosive. It's the size of a rice grain, but it's powerful as a hand grenade. You disobey me, you die. You try to escape, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me, and guess what? You die.” He says, which throws a wrench in your plans to escape, Harley obnoxiously puts her hand up.

“I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you.”

“Lady, shut up!” Flag yells, and then composed himself, “This is the deal. You're going somewhere very bad, to do something that'll get you killed. But until that happens, - you're my problem.” He explains, Deadshot looks him up and down.

“Mmm. So was that like a, uh, pep talk?” He asks.

“Yeah. That was a pep talk. There's your shit. Grab what you need for a fight. We're wheels up in 10.” He said, crates of gear was brought in for you and your “Teammates.”

“You might wanna work on your team motivation thing. You heard of Phil Jackson? He's like the gold standard, okay? Triangle, bitch. Study.” Deadshot, with those very inspiring words to flag suits up with everyone. You open your crate to see the old gear you had, still in damn good condition, and you suit up, Your body armor and jacket lined with shuriken, explosives and throwing knives, a combat knife strapped to your leg. Twin M1911 Dual Handguns, mint condition. And your helmet, still holding one scar on it, you take the helmet out of its case and stare at it. Your eyes waver for a moment to your other teammates, everyone seems to have some dumb gimmick, but your eyes dressed down Harley, not by your choice of course, you’ve been cramped in a hole for nearly a year, and the first woman you see was stripping down in front of you. An urge came over you and you knew exactly what it was, she finally gets her shirt on and sees almost every guy staring.

“What?” She said, they all quickly go back to doing what they were supposed to do, you as well, pushing those feelings down. You keep looking at your mask, Deadshot does the same thing with his.

“What? Won't fit anymore? Too much junk in the trunk?” Harley said to him.

“Nah. Every time I put this on, somebody dies.” He tried to shake it off, but couldn’t that.. this wouldn’t be a normal contracts

“And?” Harley said.

“I like putting it on.” He admits, she smirks and grabs her mallet, “Goody. Somethin' tells me a whole lotta people are about to die!” She sounds so giddy.

“Yeah. It's us. We're being led to our deaths.” Diablo said.

“I don’t plan on it.” You said, looking down the barrels of one of your 1911’s.

“You know something we don’t Mate?” Boomerang asks, “No.” You reply. “I just don’t plan on dying again.” You mutter.

“What you a zombie or something?” Deadshot looks unimpressed. “Something like that… point is; Been dead, done that… I plan on getting out of here..” you say, and turn to Harley.

“I’ve got business to take care of.” You made your claim pretty obvious but it didn’t matter to you, escape is the only plan, and getting this explosive disabled. “You don’t seem to giddy like these guys..” you ask El Diablo, “I’m not here to hurt anyone man.” He said. Deadshot was the first to let them all know.

“Y'all might wanna leave old boy alone. He could torch this whole joint. Ain't that right, ese?” He looks at Diablo, who calmly shows his hands, flames emitting from them, but low ones:

“Ain't got nothing to worry about from me. I'm cool, homie.” He says, Flag returns to them, holding a tablet with Amanda on screen.

“Behold the voice of God.” He said, and she gives them the rundown. “For those of you who don't know me officially, my name is Amanda Waller. There's an active terrorist event in Midway City. I want you to enter the city, rescue HVT-1, and get them to safety.” She orders.

“I'm sorry. Uh... For those of us who don't speak good guy, what is HVT-1?” Deadshot asks.

“HVT.. High Value Target.” You say, “It’s like a bounty, Basically a rescue mission.” You explain, Deadshot nods, admitting you made it sound much less cool. “The only person that matters in the city, the one person you can't kill. Complete the mission, you get time off your prison sentence. Fail the mission, you die. Anything happens to Colonel Flag, I'll kill every single one of you. Remember, I'm watching. I see everything.” Waller ends the communication and Flag turns to Deadshot

There's your pep talk.”

“Compared to your shit, she killed it. So that's it? What, we some kind of Suicide Squad?” He asks, Flag ignores his question and leaves.

“I'll notify your next of kin. Alpha, Bravo team. Mount up!” He orders, you look around to the team you’ll be forced to work with. All of them, criminals in their own right, but for now they’re the thing between success, or all of you dying painful deaths. You put on your helmet and the detective mode still works, turning it off. You load your guns and walk to the helicopter.

Task Force X, has been activated.

[awritessomething]

I have absolutely no ideas for writing whatsoever pleaseplease leave requests!!! Smut, angst, fluff, whatever y’all want I can probably do.

Ill write for these people and probably more that I forgot (all male character x fem!reader) :

Formula 1:

Max Verstappen

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Pierre Gasly

Lewis Hamilton

Carlos Sainz

Daniel Riccardo

Mick Schumacher

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

David Rossi (preferably young)

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Thor

Sam Wilson

Deadpool

Steve Rogers

Spiderman (Tom Holland, Andrew Garfield, Miguel O'hara)

Call of Duty

Keegan Russ

Simon "Ghost" Riley

König

Phillip Graves

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

John B. Routledge

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Draco malfoy

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

Blaise Zabini

Regulus Black

Severus Snape

Tom Riddle

Sirius Black

Lorenzo Berkshire

Oliver Wood

The Walking Dead:

Glenn Rhee

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Miscallaneous:

Jack Champion (Ethan Landry)

Patrick Bateman

Batman (Christian Bale)

Johnathan Crane

Finnick Odair

Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark, Mike Schmidt, Sean Anderson, Clapton Davis)

Rodrick Heffley

Colby Brock

Sam Golbach

Tristan Dugray

Dylan O'brien

Jude Bellingham

Joao Felix

Bellamy Blake

Patrick Dempsey (Derek Shepherd, Ronald Miller)

Joe Goldberg

Timothee Chalamet (Wonka, Paul Atreides)

Minho (The Maze Runner)

Keanu Reeves (John Wick, Neo, Alex Wyler)

Jim Halpert

Farkas

Ulfric Stormcloak

Miraak

Ben Schnetzer (Max Vandenburg, Brad Land, Russ Sheppard)

Brock Purdy

Ralph Macchio (Daniel Larusso, Johnny Cade)

Dallas Winston

Sodapop Curtis

Robby Keene

Zuko (atla dallas liu)

Jet (atla sebastian amoruso)

Cillian Murphy (Johnathan crane, jackson rippner, Neil Lewis)

Evan Peters (all ahs characters, Luke cooper)

What I wont do:

Pedophilia

Beastiality or anything animal-y

Waterworks

Male reader (sorry)

Character x character

Threesomes or anything not 1x1

Character x oc

Specific body types (i just don’t see the point)

Daddy/mommy kinks

Incest or stepcest

(I’ll prob have to add on but its midnight rn)

[satelitis]

˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍’𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 ´ˎ˗

୭- 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐘 : standard tumblr games (cym, whos most likely, kmk etc,etc.)

🕸- 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 : send me a trope and a character and i will make headcanons about it. (drummer!butch jojo, baker!peter parker)

⋆-𝐋𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘 : matchups!! send me a short desc. of yourself and i will match you up with someone (please include fandom and gender preference)

୭- 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 : moots only!!! i will associate you with a song, artist, color, book, movie and character!

🕸- 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : give me a specific mood/ vibe/pastime and i will give you a movie, song and book rec!

⋆- 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 : your turn!! tell me who you ship me with!! you can write little headcanons or thoughts <33 (please do this one if you do ilysm!!)

DISCLAIMER!! : please only stick to one request per ask! and only the fandoms i write for!! keep the reqs sfw!! I AM A MINOR!!! also if a character is canonically lesbian or gay then only req for that gender specific reader please (no robin buckley x male reader)!!! this event is running from 1/07-1/31 !! have fun loves!!

TAGGING MOOTIES!! : @mictodii @spaceagebachelormann @dizzyntrr @juneberrie @solutopia @spiderst4rgirl @spiderfunkz @stvrlighttgabss @isitoversnowtvs @jaidens @dljcem @doyouknowwhoyouare13

CHARACTERS I'M WRITING FOR : tasm! peter parker , miguel diaz, johnny lawrence, daniel larusso, anthony larusso, hawk mozkowitz, robby keene, tori nichols, dallas winston, ponyboy curtis, steve randal, two-bit matthews, darry curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, butch jojo, brick jojo, boomer jojo, sirius black, regulus black, james potter, remus lupin, marlene mckinnon, ron weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, cedric diggory, harry potter, hermione granger, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, lee jordan, bradley bradshaw, nick bradshaw, pete mitchell, tom kazenzky, anakin skywalker, luke skywalker, leia skywalker, han solo, richie tozier, stanley uris, eddie kaspberak, beverly marsh, ben hascom, mike hanlon, bill denbrough, mike wheeler, eddie munson, robin buckley, steve harrington, max mayfield, lucas sinclair, richie white, john b routledge, jj maybank, sarah cameron, kiera carerra, pope hayward. ask if a character you would like isn't on this list!!

[gemini-sensei]

| 18+ blog MDNI | All the characters I write are aged up to be 18 or older

Requests for long fics are Closed at the moment, but feel free to send discussions and headcanons to my ask box.

Below, you will find the list of characters I write for and the things I will/won't write. Please read through this before sending any asks, otherwise it will be deleted.

Characters I Write For:

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Demetri Alexopoulos

Miguel Diaz

Robby Keene

Samantha LaRusso

Tory Nichols

Moon

Yasmine

Poly!Daniel and Amanda LaRusso

Poly! Carmen and Amanda

Most any poly!ship you can think of

Blue Beetle/DC Characters:

Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle)

Jenny Kord

Bart Allen (fancast: Jacob Bertrand)

Character's I'm not comfortable writing for romantically:

Johnny Lawrence

Anthony LaRusso

✨️ Masterlist ✨️

Wills and Will Nots (please read before sending in an ask):

I mostly write female, plus sized readers, as it is what I am familiar with and know best. I will write AFAB and gender nonspecific readers as well, just let me know in your ask what you'd like.

I will write fluff, angst, and smut.

I will write poly relationships, ie. poly Moon and Hawk.

I've decided I'll write song fics, so send in a song with a character or poly relationship. I'll see what I can so.

I will write topics such as depression, anxiety, EDs, and other mental health topics if I'm comfortable and confident that I can write and represent them properly. If I'm not confident that I can do that, I will let you know and update this list.

I will write disabilities and sickness. I'm hard of hearing and deal with chronic pain myself, so these topics don't make me uncomfortable.

For NSFW content, I will write most kinks to the best of my ability. I will also write wlw and poly content. I'm not sure how confident I am with writing mlm NSFW content when it comes to character x character though.

I will not write about SH in graphic detail, meaning on page. I may reference it, but it will be vague.

I will not write daddy kink/ddlg, incest, or age play.

I will not write anal/ass play.

I will not write character cheating on reader.

I don't write male readers as I am not confident in my ability to write them. My sincerest apologies.

I will not write Miguel x Reader x Robby in a poly relationship and no Kiaz under any circumstances.

I've decided not to take match-ups, aka asks asking me to pair the sender off with a character. I'm just not very good at them. Again, I apologize.

These lists may be added to at any time, at which point I will make an announcement letting everyone know it's been updated. Thank you for reading.

Please note that this blog is a chubby!reader blog. Any asks/requests I receive will be written with such in mind unless otherwise stated in the ask. If you want an average bodied!reader or no body descriptors used, please say that in your ask.

[brightlilith]

MASTERLIST

Request open

Navegation

MCU

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Bucky Barnes

Masterlist

WEDNESDAY

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Ajax Petropulus

Masterlist

COBRA KAI

Robby Keene

Miguel Diaz

Samantha Larusso

Tory Nichols

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Masterlist

TVD-Universe

Klaus Mikaelson

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Elijah Mikaelson

Caroline Forbes

Elena Gilbert

Bonnie Bennett

Hope Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

TVD

TO

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Masterlist

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

Daemon Targaryen

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Aemond Targaryen

Jacaerys Targaryen

Alicent Hightower

Aegon II Targaryen

Masterlist

GAME OF THRONES

Daenerys Targaryen

Masterlist

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Jennifer Jereau

Emily Prentiss

Masterlist

THE MARVELOUS MRS MAISEL

Lenny Bruce

Miriam Maisel

Masterlist

ACTOR/ACTRESS & SINGER'S

Jensen Ackles

Jenna Ortega

Tokio Hotel

More will be added as requests are placed!

I will do NOT write

Threesome

Male!reader

Tv show couples ex: Damon Salvatore x Elena Gilbert

Yandere

Romanticization of mental health, eating disorders, depression, any type of self harm, physical abuse, any forced sexual activities, any hate towards LGBTQ People/Rights, any hate towards Transgendered people/Rights, or any hate towards race.

Pedophilia, or activities, child abuse and more.

These NSFW themes - A/B/O, humiliation/degrading kink and more Pregnancies Incest (with the exception of got and hotd)

Characters with some physical disability (nothing against it, I just wouldn’t want to write it wrong)

Black!reader or plus size!reader (nothing against it, I wouldn't want to offend something I don't know.)

If you want to be added to the tag list, send me a message!🩷

Is there anything you'd like to see in the future from my blog?

Note: Depending on what it is, I might be able to make it happen. All I ask is that you ask kindly.

© morganaah/brightlilith ─ all rights reserved. do not copy, translate or share my work on other platforms.

[mlmxreader]

The Private's Sergeant | Robert Zussman x gn!reader

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↳ ❝ zussman x gn!reader (or male) “I thought you hated PDA” where maybe one of y’all get embarrassed from pda, but something causes the other to get jealous or uncomfortable so they hold the others hand or something cutesy :3 - @mockerycrow ❞

: ̗̀➛ You and Zussman have an understanding when it comes to PDA, but when a certain pair of SOE agents come to the camp, the rule suddenly doesn't matter.

: ̗̀➛ swearing, sexual references/implications/etc

: ̗̀➛ MINORS DNI

•───────────────★•♛•★──────────────•

Pierson had been annoying you relentlessly lately, and if you didn’t have Zussman at your side telling you not to do it, you would have made boots from his spleen almost a week ago; you and Pierson had never seen eye to eye, and he made it very clearly that he didn’t like you - but you also made it perfectly clear that the feeling was mutual.

Tempers were slowly dwindling, and everyone knew better than to stay in the same place when you and Pierson were around; but unlike him, you never took your temper out on the men. You made it clear that that, especially, was where your issue with him came from.

Zussman was your saving grace, though. He would drag you away when he could see you about to lose your temper, sit you down and get you to smoke his cigarette rations and talk it through until you were better; if no one else was around, he would kiss you and hold your hand, running his thumb across your knuckles.

You made it known early on in the relationship, you didn’t like public displays of affection. You hated it, couldn’t stand it. But you would accept Zussman’s affections in private, and although he wasn’t exactly keen on having to wait to so much as hold your hand, he didn’t mind it. 

Pierson was, thankfully, indisposed of when the SOE came to camp, chatting to the… admittedly quite handsome Major and his beautiful second in command.

You were sitting next to Red at the fire as it brewed a small metal tin of coffee, leaned over slightly as you raised your brows; he had to practically grab you to stop you from falling over. 

“Oi, Red,” you hummed. “D’you reckon Robbie would be down for adding a third?”

Red laughed, pulling you over as he rolled his eyes. “You’re insatiable.”

You shrugged, running a hand down your face and checking the coffee. “Can you blame me? Look at ‘em, they’re fucking gorgeous… nothing on Robbie, obviously, but… still.”

Zussman came back over, moving you aside for a moment before letting you sit between his legs. “You’re both quiet… what have you done?”

Red pointed over at the SOE agents. “Your Sergeant asked if you would add the British Agents into your relationship.”

Zussman didn’t even bother trying to bite back the laugh that came from the back of his throat. “I thought you settled for the handsome, American G.I.?”

You shrugged, looking up at him and grinning. “What? I was window shopping.”

He laughed, shaking his head fondly as he leaned over, getting a good look at the SOE agents before leaning back and humming. “Which one were you window shopping for?”

“Six o’clock,” you told him, pointing over to the Major.

A hum of approval left your boyfriend. “Yeah, I can see why…”

You nodded, leaning back slightly. It wasn’t unusual for soldiers to sit between one another’s legs; usually, if there wasn’t enough room to sit down, someone would always end up sitting between another’s legs. It was normal, more than anything, across the board. 

“I doubt he’s as big as you, though,” you admitted softly, running your thumb across your bottom lip as you watched the way he walked towards the table.

Zussman bit back his grin as he looked over at Red and raised his brows smugly. “Hear that? Old Major ain’t as big as me.”

“I said I doubt it,” you pointed out playfully. “Don’t get cocky.”

“Good enough,” he chuckled, spreading his legs a little and letting you lean against his right leg slightly.

“He’s definitely not as thick, though,” you mused.

Zussman clenched his jaw a little, trying not to laugh as he watched the Major approach; nudging you slightly with his leg, Zussman made sure that you were sat upright as he did his best to bite back the giggle forming in the back of his throat.

All eyes on you as the Major cleared his throat.

“Sergeant?”

You nodded, lighting up one of Zussman’s cigarettes and taking a drag. “Turner send you over?”

“You weren’t at the debriefing,” the Major pointed out. “I thought all officers were supposed to be in attendance, that’s what Davies told me.”

You scoffed, shaking your head. “That old cunt doesn’t know shit… ask Turner, he’ll tell you I wasn’t there because I don’t give a shit. If information can’t be passed onto the men, I ain’t taking it, either.”

The Major nodded, smiling as he hummed softly. “Handsome and humble…”

Zussman caught the remark, and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Major, clenching his jaw. 

“So, erm, Major,” Red cleared his throat, standing up and offering his hand. “Why don’t I introduce you to the others?”

The Major nodded, shaking Red’s hand and then gesturing for him to show the way; the second they were out of earshot, you turned to Zussman, and grinned.

“Hear that?” You asked smugly. “He reckons I’m handsome.”

His jaw clenched as he glared at you. “I’m not saying you’re not, but…”

“But?”

“Why did he point it out?” He asked with a scoff, shaking his head. “Red doesn’t.”

You raised a brow, moving so that you were knelt facing him. “Stiles sometimes does… and Turner.”

“Yeah, but they know you,” he pointed out with a huff. “They’re our friends… he isn’t.”

“So, what?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. “You don’t trust me?”

Zussman shook his head. “I don’t trust him.”

You smiled, taking a quick look around before pulling yourself up onto his lap, your hands on his chest as you smiled. He was quick, grabbing you by the sides to keep you steady as he raised a brow, a little confused as to why you were being so bold, so public.

“I thought you hated PDA.”

“Well, seeing you so jealous…” you mused, trailing a hand down to his belt and tugging it softly. “I can’t ignore how hot it is…”

Zussman rolled his eyes. “Did you mean what you said earlier? About me being bigger than him?”

You nodded as you grinned, leaning down so that your lips were right next to his ear, your voice quiet and breath hot. “I know you’re definitely thicker… and no one could ever make me cum the way you do, Robbie. You know that.”

He swallowed thickly, biting back the urge to buck his hips up into you as a shaky breath left his lips. “Do you wanna go to… our spot?”

You licked your lips. “I would fucking love to.”

[robbyswayzekeenes]

you and me-- robby keene

robby keene x male!reader

not a request but i love robby keene so so much also i have an a-level tomorrow i should be revising

Y/N wasn’t expecting a knock on his door at half past nine that evening. The boy was already in his pyjamas, sitting watching Shameless whilst curled up on his bed. His best friends, Demetri and Eli were out celebrating the latter’s victory, Miguel was MIA and Sam was taking some time to process everything, so after an overall disappointing All Valley for Miyagi-Do, Y/N was planning on relaxing as much as he could before the next Cobra Kai attack. When the knock came, the boy didn’t know whether to be confused, concerned or on guard. Pausing the TV and exhaling steadily to calm his apprehension, Y/N wandered towards the door, sliding the lock across and opening it steadily into the darkening dusk.

“Robby?” Y/N's former best friend was the last person he expected to see at his door. Since Robby joined Cobra Kai, the two had barely spoken. As Y/N was a member of Miyagi-Do, tensions were already high, but the divide was only furthered by Robby stepping back and pretty much cutting all contact with his best friend after getting out of juvie. Sure, the two had seen each other earlier that day at the tournament, but no words were exchanged, just awkward and prolonged eye contact that they tried their best to hide.

Now, Robby stood outside Y/N’s front door, his eyes red and dark and sadder than Y/N had ever seen them. He looked nervous, skittish, as though he was on enemy soil even though he’d been to the boy’s house hundreds of times through the course of their friendship. “Hi,” Robby finally breathed after the two just stared at each other for a moment. “I’m sorry for just showing up, you probably don’t want to see me.” “Have you been crying?” Y/N questioned as the light from his house illuminated his best friend’s face. Robby didn’t answer, but from the way his lip quivered and his eyes began watering, Y/N knew he was spot on. All of the resentment that the last few months had built up between the two was torn down in an instant upon seeing Robby cry on the doorstep of his best friend’s house, and Y/N was quick to surge forwards, wrapping the boy in his arms.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Robby’s voice was muffled as he sobbed into the fabric of his hoodie. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen, I just wanted it all to be over.” “It’s okay, Rob. I understand,” the h/c haired boy soothed, lacing his fingers in the back of Robby’s hair softly in comfort and pulling him impossibly closer, wanting to make up for so much lost time in one hug.

It had been a painful few months for both of the boys without each other. Having spent almost every day together since they were five years old, it was difficult spending so much time apart so suddenly, especially due to the stupid karate rivalry neither of them wanted anything to do with in the first place. Especially since feelings of Y/N’s were starting to resurface that he had refused to feel since he was twelve years old– feelings for Robby that went deeper than just friendship. Juvie and Robby joining Cobra Kai had thrown a spanner in the works, not that anything had actually been working, as Y/N was adamant Robby didn’t know about any of his feelings, let alone return them. It hadn’t helped that Robby had only become more attractive over the last few months, and even when he was crying into his best friend’s arms, Y/N couldn’t deny that his best friend was gorgeous.

“Hey, it’s cold out here. Let’s go inside, hm?” Y/N whispered, pulling away gently and earning a nod from Robby. The green eyed boy sniffed gently, following his best friend through the familiar walls of his house until they reached his bedroom. The TV had gone idle at this point, so Y/N just pressed the off button before throwing the remote to one side and taking a seat on the corner of the bed, Robby following suit. “It’s been so long since I’ve been here,” Robby pointed out, gesturing towards the newly painted walls and the reordered furniture. “Yeah,” Y/N nodded in agreement, “I really missed you.” “I really missed you, too,” Robby said, his lips twitching into the faintest of smiles before falling again. “I’m sorry I messed everything up.”

Y/N went to protest, to pull Robby into another hug, but the boy pulled away and dipped his head in shame. “I never cared about Kreese. I never cared about any of this karate shit. I mean, I cared about Sam, I cared about my dad, but I never cared about anything as much as I care about you. And I fucked all of it up.” Wiping his eyes aggressively, Robby refused to meet Y/N’s gaze. “You didn’t fuck everything up, Robby. I’m still here, I swear,” Y/N tried, placing his hand over the green eyed boy’s where it rested on his bed. “You just wanted to stop fighting with your dad, and with Sam, I understand that-” “You don’t,” Robby cut off his best friend in a soft, frail voice. “You don’t understand. I thought I wanted that, but really,”-- his voice quivered as he spoke– “I never wanted anybody but you.”

Y/N’s lips parted in shock, unsure of what he had just heard. Finally, Robby dared to glance upwards, to be met by the confused gaze of his best friend. “You’re the most important thing to me, Y/N,” he spoke softly. “I’m so sorry I lost sight of that.” The h/c haired boy shook his head gently; “Rob, I don’t know what you mean.” “You don’t know what you mean to me?” Robby clarified, and Y/N shook his head, unsure of what to say. “Can I show you?” Robby asked, scooting closer ever so gently. When Y/N nodded, Robby cupped his hand gently to his cheek. When the boys’ lips met, it tasted slightly of salt from the tears on Robby’s cheeks, but mainly of unspoken love that had been brewing these last few months. “I’m crazy for thinking you’d ever forgive me, let alone so soon,” Robby whispered as he pulled back. “But I really wanted you to know.” “I’ve never wanted anybody but you, either,” Y/N cut in, resting his forehead against Robby’s and wiping the tears from his cheeks. “You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you get away from me again. And I promise you, we’re going to fix all of this. Together. You and me.” “It’s always been you and me,” Robby whispered in agreement, a real smile falling onto his lips for the first time in months.

[migueldiazrealgf]

INFORMATION & ETC!

⠀⋆ ٠ ─ ☾ i NFO ABOUT WRITER ! 🐰🎀

Call me Dalgi or Bun! She/her ; 20 years old ; in uni FULL time; fluent in English & Spanish! Ask me anything!

I TAKE REQUESTS!

⊹ ᳝ ࣪ ִ 💌 ࣪ CURRENTLY : AVAILABLE!

keep in mind it might take a while to write everything, but please skim thru my will/ will not write list before requesting! Please send all the requests you have ! 🎀

MASTERLIST: coming soon!

CHARACTERS I WRITE ABOUT:

cobra kai vers:

• Miguel Diaz

• Robby Keene

• Samantha LaRusso

• Tory Nichols

• Eli “HAWK” Moskowitz

• Demitri Alexopoulos

The Outsiders vers:

• Sodapop Curtis

• Ponyboy Curtis

• Darry Curtis

• Dallas Winston

• Johnny Cade

• Two-bit

• Steve Randle

• Cherry

SCREAM:

• Billy Loomis

• Stu Matcher

• Sidney Prescott

• Samantha Carpenter

• Tara Carpenter

• Chad Meeks

• Ethan Landry

• Mindy Meeks

• Amber Freeman

Characters that I’m more comfortable with

- Miguel Diaz

- Robby Kenne

- Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz

- Tory Nicols

- Daniel Larusso (karate kid era)

- Johnny Lawerence (karate kid era)

- Sodapop Curtis

- Dallas Winston

- Johnny cade

- Billy Loomis (scream one era)

- stu matcher (scream one era)

- Tara Carpenter

- Sam Carpenter

‼️I will NOT write about // NOT COMFORTABLE WRITING: PLEASE DO NOT REQUEST THE FOLLOWING!! ‼️

• Poly relationships.

• Large Gap relationships.

• “Your mom/ dads friend category”

• Sensei x student

• daddy kink?? Incest or any form of age play!

• Heavy smuts: graphic details ( in general I’m not really comfortable writing smuts but for Sanrio’s it’ll be semi but for my series I don’t think I’ll include it )

• I will NOT write COBRA KAI JOHNNY LAWERENCE, DANIEL LARUSSO, SILVER OR ANY PARENTIAL FIGURES and etc as readers lovers! (For Johnny and Daniel ONLY KARATE KID ONE ERA NOT COBRA KAI ERA)

Same for scream I will not write ABOUT scream 5 & 6: Billie Loomis or Sidney Prescott or stu matcher as your lovers! ( scream ONE era ONLY)

My writing will always be mainly about

If Daniel, Johnny, Silver, Sidney Prescott or gale weather was your parents and your role in the scream/ cobra Kai world!

Mostly angst/ fluff stories!!

I try my best to make sure the atmosphere matches the movies/ series by doing so WRITER WILL MAKE A SPOTIFY PLAYLIST FOR STORIES!! :D it’s optional!

My stories will all be mainly characters x readers or y/n!

I do warn most au’s will be female ! ( if requested male or gender fluid I’ll try my best for you along with lesbian & Gay: readers x characters only!!)

[dykesynthezoid]

You know that post that’s like “lesbians who love a male character are so brave on this site having to wade through a thousand x reader posts.” Literally me with Robby Keene. Like yeah he’s my special baby but I’m gay and in my 20s and he’s 17

[lemonnsss]

Master List

Started: 10/6/22

Last Update: 2/2/24

Total works: 6

☀︎ series ✧ fics ☾ head cannons ♡ fluff ● angst

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Karate Kid

Terry Silver

Johnny Lawrence

Cobra Kai

Eli Moskowitz / Hawk

☾ Eli Moskowitz x Male!Theatre Kid!Reader

Robby Keene

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X-Men

Logan Howlett / Wolverine

Alex Summers / Havoc

Charles Xavier / Professor X

Erik Lensherr / Magneto

Peter Maximoff / Quicksilver

Warren Worthington III / Angel

Marvel

Steve Rogers / Captain America

☀︎●♡Moral of the Story

Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Peter Parker / Spider-Man

Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver

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DC

Bruce Wayne / Batman

Clark Kent / Superman

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Teen Wolf

Stiles Stilinski