#cobra kai drabble

[velvrei]

cobra kai drabble masterlist

note: all works here written by velvrel, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either

❦ (red) = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff, ⚘ = sad, blue = sibling

miguel diaz

mr miyagi’s grandniece getting to know miguel ✿

miguel being a devoted pussy eater ❦

filthy makeout session with miguel ❦

cute blind (flirty) date with miguel ✿

him re-falling in love with you as you hold baby laura ✿

training session with miguel but things get hot ❦

praise kink with soft dom miguel ❦

miguel talking you through it over the phone ❦

jealous miguel 😍😍😍 ☼

celebrating with miguel after his sekai takai win

miguel hawk threesome ☼

part 2 ^ ❦

miguel with oral fixation gf ❦

miguel hawk threesome 2 ☼

celebrating with him after his 2v1 ☼

your nipples are pierced and miguel loves them ❦

you and miguel get intimate in barcelona ❦

demetri alexopoulos

flirty tutoring session with demetri ☼

hawk (eli) moskowitz

hawk & robby teasing their shared girlfriend ☼

first time with eli (pre hawk) ❦

robby finds out his twin is with hawk ✿

hawk always flirts with you and you finally flirt back ☼

hawk miguel threesome ☼

part 2 ^ ❦

hawk miguel threesome 2 ❦

sex with soft dom eli ❦

your on your period and hawk comforts you ✿

you are hawk’s “only exception”✿

robby keene

celebrating with robby after your tournament win ❦

with soft dom robby ❦

friends in public lovers in private ❦

robby & hawk teasing their shared girlfriend ☼

robby & axel love triangle ☼ ✿

does he like you or not angst ⚘

possessive robby fucks you hard ❦

robby gets jealous and makes sure you’re his ❦

robby LOVES eating you out ❦

robby teasing you at a party ☼

robby dating his complete opposite ✿

flirty meet cute with robby at the waterpark ✿

robby with a oral fixation gf ❦

filthy back shots from robby ❦

your voice is deep but your moans are high & robby loves it ❦

robby fingering you, you almost get caught, he keeps going ❦

robby talks u through ur first time ❦

robby using a vibrator with a remote on you and daniel walks in ❦

shower sex with robby ❦

robby loves your piercings ☼

robby finds out you have nipple & clit piercings ❦

back shots with robby ❦

you’re extremely sensitive and robby loves it ❦

robby with girlfriend who has trauma ⚘

older brother! robby learning about your sa ⚘

part 2 ^ where robby beats him up ⚘

robby with cute quirky gf ✿

older brother! robby is protective over kenny asking you out ✿

you’re a brat and robby takes care of your attitude ❦

older brother robby accidentally puts kenny over you and it ends in fluff ⚘

robby loves when your nails run on his back during sex ❦

robby loves laying on your bigger sized chest ✿

part 2 ^^ ✿

you love it when robby throws you around during sex ❦

you love getting head from robby ❦

you wear lacy black lingerie just for robby ❦

robby smacks your butt everytime your back is turned ☼

robby uses nipple clamps on you ❦

rough car sex with robby ❦

axel kovacevic

cozy christmas date with axel ✿

axel roots for you even tho you’re new to karate ✿

you see axel’s softer side after his training session ✿

you meet him at a bar & hit it off ;) ☼ ✿

axel & robby love triangle ☼ ✿

him being supportive no matter what team you’re on ✿

you come from miyagi-do & switch to iron dragons ✿

the possessive side of axel ���

he eats you out & speaks another language ❦

axel gets jealous when u flirt with miguel ❦

sensei wolf

sensei wolf “recruiting” (flirting with) you ☼ ✿

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[bunnybonesstudio]

Sametri for the soul

Demetri: ‘You disgust me on every fundamental level.’

Sam: ‘Bagels and loxs are one of the most beloved ways to eat a bagel! Stop being so dramatic!’

Demetri: ‘I’ll concede when you stop brutalizing the best way to eat breakfast.’

Sam: ‘Spare me. You’re so basic. Bacon, egg, and cheese? Really re-inventing the wheel over there!’

Eli: ‘Remind me to never get breakfast with you two ever again.’

[dream-beyond-the-fantasy]

One Last Time

@allvalley100

Tommy hates the hospital.  Correction.  He hates being stuck in the hospital, which is where he spends most of his time now.  He’s dying.  Cancer.  It has metastasized to his brain.  He’s been declining rapidly over the last few days.

The only good thing about being so sick is that it has brought his friends together.  The old Cobra Kai gang back together again.  Well, not quite.  Dutch is still in Lompoc.

Tommy’s glad.  He doesn’t want to die alone in that boring, sterile hospital.  The guys check him out.  Bikes and beer.  Camping at Big Bear. One last time.

[briefkittenearthquake]

i’m afflicted with

onlylikingsubbyand/orpath-eticmenosis

(omg…)

(me right now)

[ohnoitsthebat]

strawberries & salad

hi! this is my first ever entry for @ficwip "hey, sweetheart" event! for those unfamiliar, this is a drabble depicting the newly established relationship of two of the main characters, Johnny Lawrence and Daniel LaRusso. It is very short, but I just wanted to dip my toes in. I hope to fill more of these prompts!

Today's prompt is: strawberries (also my favorite fruit!)

“Hey, sweetheart, you like strawberries, right?” The term of endearment was out of his mouth before Johnny even realized he’d said it. Daniel, however, noticed immediately, but didn’t respond. He allowed the word to linger in the air, to swirl around the both of them and fuel the flames of the slowly growing tension between them. “Uh…..yeah,” Daniel said, looking up from his book of crossword puzzles and turning his head in Johnny’s direction. If he was put off or creeped out by the endearment, he didn’t show it. Johnny let out a shaky sigh of relief and turned back around. “Good. I thought you would like some with that fancy salad you always eat. Oregon, or whatever.” Daniel chuckled at Johnny’s poor, yet endearing, attempt to pronounce “arugula.”  “Thanks, Johnny. I’ll make dessert.” Johnny smiled and continued slicing the strawberries that would garnish Daniel’s salad.

@ficwip

[justauthoring]

32k drabble celebration!

i'm awful at thanking you guys for all of your amazing support so i decided to do a little drabble celebration! i hit 32 thousand followers a while ago but better late than never :)

here's how it works:

you'll choose a writing prompt from the list below (each prompt is correlated with an emoji) - some are sentence prompts, others are just writing prompts

then, choose any character of your choosing that i write for

send the emoji + your character of choice and i will respond to the ask with a 300-500 word drabble!

rules:

not all drabbles will be written (it really just depends on the volume of them i get)

i will close this once i reach a hundred or so!

if you request for a character i don't write for, the request won't be done (refer to my masterlist for who you can request for)

i will do repeat writing prompts, as long as it's a different character

you can mix writing prompts (can choose a total of three)!

writing prompts:

🩸— blood under fingernails

😈 — "sit down and shut up"

🪡 — pajama bottoms

👑 — “for you, i would do anything."

🪷 — wiping tears away

💥 — “are you hurt?"

⭐️ — stepping infront of the other to shield them

🫐 — "please never do that again."

🌼 — soulmate markings

🍄 — “your hugs are the best."

🌙 — saying 'i love you' for the first time

🌻 — "please come back to bed."

🍑 — sharing a bed for the first time

❄️ — "here, you're freezing. take my jacket."

🪐— genuine laughter

💃 — "wanna dance?"

💅🏻 — bridal carry

🐬 — "use your words."

✨ — under the stars

🫧 — "i wish i could hate you."

🌸 — gentle touches

🐚 — "you're the one avoiding me."

🦭 — good morning kisses

🍃 — "come over here and make me."

🪴 — childhood friends

🌗 — "don't hesitate, just kiss me."

⚡️ — thunderstorms

🍭 — "sweetheart."

☕️ — calloused palm against a soft cheek

🍓 — "i'm not letting you go."

🫦 — bitten lips

🐢 — "you are my home."

[partiallypearl]

guys i miss miguel

[tea-biscuits-books]

style

robby keene x f!reader

🩵 🪮 🫐🪩🎹

summary: you and robby just can’t stay apart

word count: 623

song : style - taylor swift

🩵 🪮 🫐🪩🎹

the streetlights blur as you speed down the empty road, the city asleep around you. the traffic lights melt into the barrier of the outside world, your knuckles white around the steering wheel. the hum of the car engine fills the silence, but your heart beats louder. you don’t have to check your phone to know where you’re going—where you always end up. His place. You’ve done this before. The late-night drives, the heated arguments that always lead to even more heated reconciliations. The whispered promises neither of you ever keep. Your phone buzzes in the passenger seat. You don’t even have to look. It’s him.

Robby: You’re coming over, aren’t you?

You exhale, gripping the wheel a little tighter. Of course you are. He’s already waiting outside when you pull up. Leaning against the hood of his car, hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie, like he knew you’d come all along. And maybe that’s what makes this worse—he’s right. The streetlights cast a golden glow over him, highlighting the sharp angles of his face, the smirk playing on his lips. His hair is a little longer than the last time you saw him, but the way he looks at you? That’s the same. It always is. “You took your time,” he says, pushing off his car as you step out. “I wasn’t sure I should come,” you admit, though you both know that’s a lie. Robby tilts his head, studying you. “But you did.” He’s close now, so close you can feel the warmth radiating off of him despite the cool night air. “This is a bad idea,” you murmur, but your body betrays you, leaning in even as the words leave your lips. His hand brushes against yours. It’s barely a touch, but it’s enough to send electricity sparking through your veins. “Yeah,” he says softly, “but that’s never stopped us before.”

The thing about you and Robby is that you burn too hot, too fast. You love like a wildfire—reckless, consuming, leaving nothing but ash in its wake. You fight like one, too. “You don’t get it!” You shove past him, pacing across the dimly lit room, trying to put space between you. “You act like I’m just supposed to be okay with all of this—with us—when all we do is crash and burn.” Robby runs a hand through his hair, frustrated. “You’re the one who keeps coming back.” “And you’re the one who keeps letting me!” silence. The words hang between you, heavy, suffocating. He looks at you then, really looks at you, and for the first time tonight, you see it—the hurt buried beneath all that stubbornness. He swallows hard. “I don’t know how to stop.” Your breath hitches in your throat. Because neither do you.

The morning sun filters through the blinds, casting soft patterns on his bare shoulders. You lie beside him, your fingers tracing lazy circles against his skin, pretending you don’t know how this ends. Because it always ends.

But not today. Today, you let yourself believe that maybe, just maybe, the cycle won’t repeat. That this time, love won’t taste like smoke and regret, and whiskey sour in your mouth after drinking your sorrows away. Robby shifts, eyes still closed, but his arm tightens around you like he knows what you’re thinking. Like he’s afraid to let go. You press a kiss to his shoulder, breathing him in, memorizing the way he feels against you. You won’t say it out loud, but you both know the truth. You’ll leave. And you’ll come back. Because no matter how many times you tell yourselves this is the last time—you and Robby?

never go out of style.

[larussoslostdaughter]

A drabble of Tory practicing witchcraft on Sam?..

Thinkin, thinkin...

[velvrei]

requests are open for the night! only taking drabble requests for

- axel kovacevic (ck)

- miguel diaz (ck)

- robby keene (ck)

- hawk/eli moskowitz (ck)

- older johnny lawrence (ck)

- older daniel larusso (ck)

- chad meeks martin (scream 5&6)

- jay simmons (heart eyes)

[naquey]

This is a little scenario for @praetoravila, I'm gonna snatch Marilou for just a second.

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Demetri would not stop talking about his Australian girlfriend. Since Toby preferred to sit and listen, he subconciously internalized all the information Demetri rambled about. Her favorite colors, her favorite animal, etc.

It wasn't until the aussie came to L.A. did he finally realize Demetri wasn't trying to sound cool. He actually had a girlfriend.

Making beaded bracelets was a form of meditation for him. The first people he made bracelets for were Sam and Demetri when he first met them. Since then, he'd gotten better at it and made bracelets. He made one for Miguel, and for Hawk, and the others who joined Miyagi-Do. And he made one for Marilou.

The letter beads were multicolored. There were peace signs next to her name. Toby was partly glad he beought his kit from home.

At first, when Miyagi-Do merged with Eagle Fang the other sensei had sort of yelled at him. Then Mr. LaRusso explained it, and sensei Lawrence let him stay inside but it was clear the man didn't get it.

In the following weeks, Demetri had gotten more restless about Marilou meeting his friends. He wanted to prove he actually had a girlfriend. Everyone else would teasingly make fun of him, but Toby was starting to think that he was telling ghe truth.

Then he met her and suddenly it clicked. Marilou was just like how Demetri described her. Kind, warm, and caring. She was a little nervous when the group went to get ice cream. Toby beamed happily because Sam, Miguel and Hawk were wearing the bracelets he made for them. Demetri liked to say he wasn't much for jewelry but even he was wearing one.

Marilou and Toby hung back while the other four ordered their ice creams. Toby had yet to decide what flavor he wanted. The bracelet he made was in his pocket, and something sparked in his mind.

"I– Uhm– I made this for you." He was staring at the asphalt ground when he handed it to her. "I hope you like it, if you don't I can make something else."

"Oh!" Marilou's eyes widened and she took the bracelet from him. "You made this?"

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering why everyone was wearing friendship bracelets."

His shoulders untensed and he looked up. Her eyes glossed over and she smiled happily. For a second, Toby panicked thinking he did something wrong.

"Are you in line?" Someone asked and Toby's face turned red. Had he been standing there like an idiot the entire time?

"Oh! Right..." The boy cleared his throat and stepped forward. He fidgeted with one of the bracelets on his wrist as he anxiously scanned the menu while the clerk at the window waited.

Marilou slipped the bracelet over her wrist and looked down at it. She was touched someone made something for her, but it meant a lot one of Demetri's friends liked her enough to make her a gift. It was nerve wracking meeting her boyfriends friends already.

[dream-beyond-the-fantasy]

Amnesty Week: Bookends

@allvalley100

Terry is at yet another auction, surrounded by the boring bourgeoisie.  He has seen enough.  Nothing has tickled his fancy.  Fifteen more minutes, he thinks.

“Now, for our next item,” the auctioneer begins. “A pair of Art Deco bookends made from patinated bronze in the form of striking King Cobras set on portoro marble bases.  They were sculpted by Irénée Rochard, circa 1930.”

Light glints on the snakes.  A silver sheen.

They are perfect.  As if they were made for him.  He must have them.

“Bidding will begin at two thousand dollars.”

Paddles raise, war is waged.

“Five thousand.”

“Sold.

[freezegirl]

FEED ME ALL YOUR WOES & PITY (I AM NOTHING ANYMORE) or: the cliffhanger of the season (and beyond) through khione's eyes / music insp.

the figure skating grand prix ends right before the final fights of the sekai taikai start.

luckily, it's not that far from the centro convenciones internacionales de barcelona, either, so despite missing the beginning and the middle parts of the competition, khione can still catch the end of it. even if she's hurried over, still wearing her sparkly dress, with a sports bag slung over her shoulder and clutching her gold medal like it'll vanish if she lets go of it for even one second.

beyond joining the group to go to the aquarium beforehand and hitting the town alongside them, she hasn't seen much from them and she wants to change that.

besides, it'll be nice to see her friends thrive for once in a controlled environment so that it doesn't end up like the school fight or that time they fought at the larusso house or the altercation at the pool or, well, any other time after that.

she doesn't know if they can see her from where they're standing on the mats, but she waves anyway, signalling support, and settles in to watch, wincing visibly every time anyone from either side lands a blow.

maybe she jinxed it, though, by showing up at all.

maybe she should've gone to the hotel, should've changed, should've gone out to celebrate with the other skaters after calling her friends and her parents and farzana and jawaharel.

because of course the commentator, gunther braun - zach's uncle - gets knocked out halfway through. of course an all-out brawl ensues.

khione clutches the railing, leaning forward, searching for miguel, hawk, robby, tory, courtney. for anyone that she knows. but it's chaos out there and she can't see a thing.

and then, between one heartbeat and the next, the unthinkable happens. a scream fills the arena. fills her heart. fills her head. it's one of those screams that will haunt her forever.

and it's not just the scream. it's the sight that comes with it.

there's blood on the floor. there's blood in her mouth.

kwon isn't moving. the mats are soaked, and kwon isn't moving. mister larusso touches him, softly, gently, like a father might shake his son awake in the morning. then he turns him around and kwon's empty eyes stare, unseeing, at the ceiling.

khione wants to stop looking at him. why can't she stop looking at him? tears stream down her cheeks while she presses the roof of her hand to her mouth to stifle the sobs.

"cut the feed!" gunther yells, his voice tinged with desperation and something else she can't quite name. "cut the feed!"

for a moment, it looks like someone's pushed the pause button. like she's seated in the kiss and cry, watching a playback. then everything erupts. she doesn't know who breaks the silence. she doesn't know which person has told the others to start moving towards the exit. all she knows is that she needs to get out of here. now, now, now, right now.

move.

one foot in front of the other.

move.

move!

so she does, uncaring, for once, if everyone sees. most of her life is out there for public consumption already, anyway.

khione grabs her sports bag from beneath her seat, slings it over her shoulder and flees. it's warm in barcelona and it's warm inside the arena but she's never felt colder in her life.

she'd planned to text coach zreibac and to go back to the hotel immediately. except she feels sick and she can't find the bathroom or the exit because this place is apparently a damn maze, so she ducks into the first unoccupied space she sees: the coat check area.

she pushes one of the coats aside and crawls inside the closet, hoisting her sports bag into the small space with her. maybe that's why it takes her entirely too long to get to the numbers she's got on speed-dial.

"hey, you," layla's smiling face appears on the screen. "congratulations on winning! we all watched the livestream! don't tell magenta but she screamed so loud when they announced your score and then again when you won, she---"

it is then that layla sees khione's face, streaked with tears. "kie?" her voice softens. "hey, is everything okay?" she gets her answer when the only thing khione can do is shake her head as she burst into tears once more.

layla's voice sharpens, then. "warren!" she calls but there's no response, not at first. "warren!" there's a flash of an orange sweater and layla's voice telling ethan to go get warren. and will, too. but it's not warren who takes the phone from layla. it's zach.

"yo," he says, without preamble, "is my uncle okay? kie! listen to me, please: is my uncle okay?! i saw him get knocked out by that big, angry dude and then my internet crapped out on me!"

khione tries to nod but she's unsure he sees it because will takes the phone from zach and tosses it to warren who catches it.

"they cut the feed," magenta says from where she's sitting. "i looked it up. she doesn't know any more than we do right now."

"it's bad."

"no shit," magenta says and moves towards where zach is pacing. "dude, sit down, your uncle will be fine. kie, however, is freaking out and this really isn't helping."

"someone died." her voice doesn't even sound like her own. she doesn't sound like herself. doesn't feel like herself. doesn't feel like much of anything right now. "kwon. he was screaming... screaming so loud. i can still hear him in my head." unbidden, she adds: "there was so much blood. it soaked into the mats."

"kie?" layla's voice. but she sounds far away. everyone sounds far away and that's not just because she's in barcelona and they're in the states. "have you texted your coach so she knows where you are?"

khione shakes her head. layla exchanges a glance with magenta who nods and mouths 'on it'.

"okay," layla says, even though warren's the one holding the phone, "magenta's gonna do that for you. i'm gonna see if i can reach out to farzana and jawaharel or your parents. you keep talking to warren, okay? i'll be right back."

"i miss you," khione says quietly. "all of you." she takes a shaky breath and then adds: "i'm tired - i wanna go home."

"if you spring for the tickets," ethan pipes up, "we could come see you." a beat and then: "or warren can. that's probably the easiest thing to do, considering everyone's gonna wanna leave now. also, i don't think you should stay on the phone for the rest of the night because not everyone has access to an unlimited data plan. just saying."

warren glares at ethan as he leaves the living room of the stronghold residence and, somehow, this is what gets her to break. there's laughter and tears in equal measure. if only for a moment.

then, a push message appears on the top of her screen. it's from coach zreibac. stay where you are, golden goose, it reads, i'm on my way.

[hanniballover67]

Johnny thrust his phone into Daniel’s face.

“Whadaya think?”

Daniel stopped with his water bottle mid-journey to his mouth.

“About what?”

Johnny looked at his phone and hissed with exasperation. This fucking lock-screen’s attention span was shorter than his.

Entering his passcode to bring the image back he again pointed it at Daniel.

Daniel forgot to breathe for a minute.

“Ahh, shit! You don’t like it? Wait a minute, I’ve got another one.”

He swiped through his phone then angled it at Daniel again.

“What about this one?”

Just then his phone rang and Johnny fucking Lawrence actually shuddered at the caller.

“Ahhh man!” He clicked answer. “Hey, Robby, I’m sorry man, I’m leaving right now. Just showing Larusso my new dating app profile.”

Daniel couldn’t catch his breath. No. No!

If Johnny Lawrence wanted someone to cum all over him then it should be him not some stranger from a fucking dating app!

Johnny hung up before turning the phone to Daniel once again.

“Think I’ll get lucky.”

The bottom of Daniel’s world fell out as he looked at the image once more.

[bramblesbriars]

Gonna be posting some drabbles in lew of working on Head Games and Middle of the Night (chapters 22 and 19 respectively).

Some tags: dubious consent, manipulation, domestic violence, angst, Terry Silver is his own warning (enough said)

[thatrando13]

Masterlist:

Heathers fics:

Series:

Heathers Shots

Our Love Is God

Slept Like The Dead

Flours & Flour

The View I Hold Of You

Wednesday (2022) fics:

Waiting for the Hurricane

Stranger Things fics:

Stranger Things oneshots:

No Hope In Store

Cobra Kai fics:

Too Close For Comfort

Other:

Book Of Poetry (Ao3 collection of poems)

Atlas' Drabble (short stories, prompts ect)

Frieda Writes (short stories, prompts ect)

Atlas' Poetry (poems)

Atlas Rambles (own posts, text, images ect)

More fics or oneshots are on their way! And let us know what you'd like to see.