#lawrusso for ts

[bubblegumflavor]

stay stay stay by Taylor Swift has so many older lawrusso/cobra kai lawruss vibes.

I like Cruel Summer for lawrusso which I accidentally found because you can guess what I was looking for xD the lyrics but found the TS song lyrics first and thought damn those lines are lawrusso 😂💙

[macchiatosdumptruck]

There's so much to play with considering Daniel, Johnny, and choking during sex. Like I usually tend to think of Daniel gently choking Johnny to show him that Johnny is safe with him but instead consider

For angst reasons

Johnny who has a fixation on Daniel's neck. Biting it. Marking it. Choking him. He can't put two and two together, his loss, his trauma at Kreeses hand, and his determination to sexually dominate Daniel in that very specific way.

[pilvimarja]

Drabble | Ficlet | ●●● | teen Lawrusso | adult Lawrusso |

Prompt used: “Do I scare you?”

(A/B/O AU, alpha!Johnny, beta omega!Daniel, Daniel presents as an omega during his All Valley match against Johnny, scenting, unrealistic karate because I need them to have prolonged physical contact)

The air in the sports arena is saturated with the stench of sweating alphas. It gets under Johnny’s skin, makes the aggressive urges harder to control, and he breathes through his mouth as much as he can.

The tournament isn’t as exciting as it was back in ‘82 and ‘83. Johnny knows he’s going to win, and Sensei agrees. You were always my champ, he says, rubbing Johnny’s shoulders as they pass judgment from the sidelines.

Every single member of Sensei Kreese’s dojo is an alpha, but there’s a handful of betas in the competition every year. The rules permit them to compete, but very few of them offer any real challenge, too passive and unremarkable.

No killer instinct, Sensei scoffs as they laugh at their rookie mistakes.

Johnny's never paid them much mind, but this year there’s one beta who holds his attention from the moment he steps into the sparring ring.

Wide-eyed little Daniel LaRusso and his scrappy defending amuses Sensei and sends Johnny and his friends into fits of laughter. The twerp looks like he barely knows the rules and he’s hilariously tiny, even for a beta, drowning in his pristine white gi.

Which is why it’s a total shocker to see him beat his opponent and advance to the next round.

“He’s a goddamn shrimp! He’s gotta be cheating,” Dutch insists, yanking on the lapel of Johnny’s gi. “Right, Johnny? He’s gotta be.”

“Yeah, man,” Johnny agrees, but his stomach lurches uncomfortably as he locks eyes with LaRusso over the referee’s balding head.

Cheating or not, LaRusso manages to beat both Tommy and Dutch, and even Sensei is starting to take note of the way the competition is going for his Cobras.

“This is bullshit!” Dutch snarls, tearing at his bleached hair. He’s never been beaten this early in the tournament and he storms into the locker room, almost knocking LaRusso on his ass as he drives his fist into his skinny arm on his way out.

There’s a brief interlude before the semi-finals, and Johnny jumps at the opportunity to corner LaRusso at the water station outside of the gym. He’s surrounded by his sensei and his fussing mother and worst of all, Ali, who straightens LaRusso’s hachimaki and gushes about his lame ass karate.

Johnny curls his hands into angry, white-knuckled fists. How the hell can she go for a scrawny little beta like LaRusso when Johnny’s right here?

He waits until LaRusso’s entourage wanders back into the gym and elbows his way to the drinks table.

“You’re dead, man.”

LaRusso spins around and spills his red solo cup all over the front of his gi. “Shit!”

Johnny sneers at him and crowds LaRusso against the edge of the table. The water girl shoots them an angry glare as half of the cups spill over, but Johnny only has eyes for LaRusso.

His cheeks are like two pomegranates, rivulets of adrenaline sweat running down his temples and the slender column of his neck.

“What the hell do you want, Johnny?” LaRusso snaps, tilting his chin up, like he’s trying to match Johnny’s height.

Pathetic.

Johnny surges forward and flashes his canines in a snarl that makes LaRusso flinch, his eyes big and startled. He lets out a nervous snort of laughter through his nose and tries to put some distance between them. "You're crazy, man."

"Oh yeah?" Johnny growls, his blood thrumming with a desire to put the insolent little beta in his place for humiliating Dutch and Tommy, for stealing his girlfriend, the shit he pulled on Halloween, the list with this guy is fucking extensive.

LaRusso continues to back away from him, almost bumping into a couple of betas from Topanga.

“What’s your hurry, LaRusso?” Johnny jeers. “Do I scare you?”

LaRusso's brows drop into a stubborn scowl under his hachimaki. “No.”

“No?” Johnny balls his hand around the front of LaRusso’s gi and the tiny sliver of space between them feels like an exposed nerve, one that Johnny has to poke at. “Just wait till I—”

The words get lodged in his throat and his nostrils flare around a peculiar scent. It’s almost too faint to register, drowning under the stench of his own sweat, but it sets his teeth on edge.

LaRusso’s face goes slack and there's no trace of the fear Johnny saw in his eyes only a moment ago. His lashes flutter against his flushed cheeks as he takes a deep inhale, almost like he’s trying to catch a good whiff of Johnny's scent.

What the hell?

“Hey, Johnny! It’s starting!” Bobby hollers from the other end of the hallway. “You’re up next.”

Johnny gives LaRusso’s gi a yank and digs his knuckles into his skinny chest. “Little punk. You’re lucky I got a title to defend.”

LaRusso's breath punches out of his lungs in a high-pitched whine, hot and sweet with traces of Juicy Fruit. Johnny's stomach curls with something possessive. He tongues at his canines and leans closer, his gaze dropping to LaRusso's parted lips.

“Johnny, man, I’m serious!” Bobby calls again, and Johnny stumbles back, letting go of LaRusso’s gi like he's been caught with his hand down in his pants.

“You’re dead,” he repeats, shooting LaRusso a dark look over his shoulder as he hurries after Bobby.

The audience wanders back into their re-arranged seats and Johnny readies himself for his next fight. LaRusso watches him with wide, nervous eyes from the sidelines, and Johnny shoots him a feral smirk, mouths watch this as he attacks Darryl Vidal with all he’s got.

It’s not an easy win, but Johnny leaves the mat one spot closer to his third All Valley victory.

He’s still high on adrenaline when Sensei orders Bobby to play dirty, and it takes his brain a moment to digest what’s happening. No one has a bigger beef with LaRusso than Johnny, but the thought of cheating makes him recoil.

He opens his mouth to remind Sensei that Cobra Kai never cheats, but the hairs on the back of his neck stand up when Kreese flashes his cigar-stained canines at him.

“Do you have something to say, Mr. Lawrence?” Kreese snarls, and Johnny shakes his head, cowering like a little pup.

“N-no, Sensei.”

Kreese’s eyes linger on him and there’s a warning in his musky scent. Don’t challenge me, whelp. “That’s what I thought.”

Johnny stares at his feet, head bowed as Bobby takes his place on the mat. And he watches, helpless, how his best friend gets disqualified and Daniel LaRusso is carried away by the medical team.

How the hell is any of this okay? Cobra Kai shouldn’t have to cheat against a scrawny beta—or anyone.

Johnny winces at the sudden weight of a meaty hand on his shoulder.

“It looks like you’ve won your third championship, Mr Lawrence,” Kreese says, beaming at him like a proud father, but Johnny can’t bask in it because he knows he hasn’t earned it.

The trophy is almost in his hands when the audience breaks into excited cheers as LaRusso limps back into the gym.

“Daniel LaRusso is going to fight!”

Fuck.

Daniel takes his place on the mat, his eyes glazed. Johnny assumes it’s from the pain in his freshly busted knee, but there’s something off in the way LaRusso keeps staring at him, his mouth parted almost like he’s trying to taste the air.

This is wrong.

Johnny ignores the voice in his head, bouncing on his heels as he glares at LaRusso through his sweaty bangs. And he pounces the moment the referee gives him permission to attack, dismantling LaRusso’s lame defenses with one unforgiving strike after another.

LaRusso goes sprawling on the mat and Johnny digs his knee into his spine. He shakes his head and wipes his knuckles against his nose as the peculiar smell hits his nostrils again.

LaRusso stares at him from the corner of his eye, equally stunned.

Johnny stumbles back so fast that he forgets to score his point. The smell lingers in his nose and he struggles to get his head back in the game.

Which is why LaRusso manages to score his first point.

Fuck!

There’s no way Johnny’s losing his championship to a beta, to LaRusso.

He has no idea how it happens, but LaRusso manages to widen his lead, doesn’t even matter that Johnny’s doing most of the attacking. And his head swims with the smell of LaRusso’s sweat, every strike to his skinny arms and soft belly like poking at a livewire.

This is wrong, insists the voice in his head, and Johnny finally understands why when he pins Daniel against the mat, their faces mere inches apart.

Daniel inhales through his nose and his eyes roll back in their sockets as he tenses under Johnny’s bulk, twitching against his chest like he’s having a seizure.

“What the—” Johnny’s mouth floods with saliva and his skin chills with goose flesh as he breathes in LaRusso’s scent, stomach lurching with the horrible realization that, “You’re an omega?” Johnny sputters, staring at Daniel with stunned, half-startled eyes. “What the hell are you doing in this tournament?”

No omega should be allowed to enter and compete against an alpha like Johnny. It's... unnatural, goes against all their basic instincts.

Daniel blinks at him, his eyes vacant like he’s high off his ass. “W-what?”

All the omegas at school are on scent blockers, including Ali, so Johnny hasn’t actually had a chance to smell them without the veil of chemicals, but he knows, instinctually, that Daniel LaRusso is presenting right under his nose.

“You’re wrong...” Daniel gives Johnny’s chest a feeble shove, and the referee is between them before Johnny has a chance to argue.

He’s ordered to the sidelines and his ears ring like he’s taken a blow to his head as he walks to his Sensei. His careless performance has earned him a bloody nose, but the smell of iron drowns under Daniel's sweet scent.

“Sweep the leg.”

Johnny blinks at his Sensei, the words barely registering in his brain. The expression on Kreese’s face leaves no room for argument, but there’s no way in hell Johnny can hurt an omega.

His stomach curls with a punch of nausea as his mind supplies him with a highlight reel of the last six months, of every hurt he'd inflicted on LaRusso from the moment they'd met.

He turns his head and stares at LaRusso over his shoulder. And he should have known! Because the little twerp is too delicate, too pretty and too fucking distracting to be anything other than an omega.

Johnny lets out a pained wheeze of laughter. Jesus, he's a terrible fucking alpha.

Kreese grabs Johnny’s face and wipes his bloody nose with rough fingers. "Eyes on me, Lawrence. Did you hear what I said?"

Johnny stares into Kreese's grim face, sees the glint of mania in his eyes. But he can't hurt Daniel LaRusso, not anymore. “Sensei, I—”

Kreese digs his thumbs into the hollows of Johnny's cheeks. “I won’t have you lose my championship to that scrawny beta and his pushy bastard of a sensei.”

Johnny swallows, resists the urge to cower. “But he’s not a—”

“Sweep the leg,” Kreese repeats and sends Johnny stumbling back on the mat with a harsh shove.

Johnny paces back and forth as he watches Daniel get some last-minute advice from his sensei. The old man looks worried, but no beta can smell the subtle shift in Daniel’s pheromones.

The crowd around them jeers at Johnny, and the Cobras call for him to finish LaRusso, blissfully unaware of the mess he’s in. Johnny’s heart hammers all the way in his gums as they take their places on the mat, and his vision narrows into a single point with Daniel at the center.

He feels Kreese’s eyes at the back of his neck, knows what he’s expected to do. And Daniel makes it so easy to get close, stumbling on the mat, almost completely out of it, his injured knee unguarded.

Jesus Christ.

Johnny gets into position, stares at Daniel's leg and pictures the strike in his head.

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

He hardens his face into a scowl, gets ready and—Daniel loses his balance and Johnny forgets all about his attack as he rushes to catch him in his arms.

Daniel blinks up at him, his eyes unfocused, pink mouth parted around a labored inhale.

Johnny gives Daniel’s shoulders a little shake. “Come on, LaRusso, people are watching.”

Daniel lurches forward, his nose scrunching as he tries to shove it against Johnny’s jugular.

“Jesus…” Johnny shoves him away just as the referee calls out their illegal contact. His chest aches at the hurt look on Daniel’s face and he turns away, pacing back and forth at the edge of the mat.

Daniel LaRusso has been a thorn in his side throughout their senior year, and today was supposed to be about justice and seeing the little asshole get what he deserves.

Daniel limps to the black strip on his side of the mat and the aggression Johnny brings to each fight drains from his blood. In its place is some horrible, misguided feeling that has no place in karate, or Johnny's heart.

Not for Daniel goddamn LaRusso.

The referee forces them to face each other one last time, but Johnny knows he's already lost.

There’s a brief moment of lucidity in Daniel’s eyes as he balances on his uninjured leg, raising his arms above his head like he’s pretending to be a bird or something.

Johnny frowns at him, about to ask what the hell he's playing at, but he gets his answer when the referee yells fight! and Daniel kicks him in the face.

There’s barely any strength in the kick, but Johnny goes down anyway. Not because he’s hurt, but because Daniel loses his balance as he lands on his injured leg, and Johnny reaches out on instinct, catching him in his arms.

The crowd hollers when they hit the mat, Johnny on his back and Daniel sprawled on top of him like a rag doll. It takes him a moment to force his fists to unclench where they’re clutched around the sweat-soaked fabric of Daniel’s gi. He gives Daniel a push, but Daniel clings to his shoulders and shoves his face into Johnny’s neck.

“Stop that,” Johnny hisses, aware of the hundreds of pairs of eyes around them. “Come on, LaRusso, let go of me and finish this.”

Daniel breathes out a pained mewl and lifts his arm, just enough to slam the side of his hand against Johnny’s chest, ending the match as the All Valley Champion.

Ali rushes to the mat, her shrill screams of joy making Johnny’s ears ring. More people follow in her wake and Daniel is finally pulled away from the cradle of Johnny’s thighs, lifted up by the adoring crowd.

Johnny struggles to his feet, and he should be furious about his loss, but it all drains away, the gnawing jealousy and the blind rage, and his shoulders sag with relief as he watches Daniel bask in his victory.

He blinks away the overwhelmed tears in his eyes, grabbing the trophy from the announcer as he elbows his way through the crowd. He hands it to Daniel, and the air between them feels almost electric as his fingers brush against Daniel’s knuckles.

They scent each other through the mass of people, and Johnny’s about to reach out and brush Daniel's sweat-limp hair off his face when he’s yanked back by the collar of his gi like an ill-mannered pup.

Kreese’s jaw looks like it’s carved of cement as he stares at Johnny with furious, disappointed eyes.

“Care to explain yourself, Mr Lawrence?”

[ziltoidcoffee]

wip tag game

Tagged by @macchiatosdumptruck & @greentea-avanti​ 💙

Post your WIP file names (no matter how nondescript or off the wall), let people ask about them, and reply with a snippet or description or other related blabbering! 

(Gotta a long list of ideas so these are the ones I have mostly fleshed out.)

KK - Omega Auction - TS/DL: Silverusso ABO AU oneshot fic where Terry buys omega Daniel after the events of KK3. But Daniel was a beta back then...(50% written already, hoping to post this week or next)

CK - ABO - TS/DL: My long document of my WIP Silverusso fanfic Omega of Mine. (75% done with the next chapter!)

KK - Teacher's Pest - JL/DL: The title is a reference to Teacher’s Pet. It’s my upcoming Lawrusso AU fanfic with older teacher Daniel and KK compliant Johnny. <3 I can’t wait to post this soon. (I am mostly outlining and trying to finish the Silverusso one before. But we’ll see.)

KK - Demon - TS/DL: A Silverusso oneshot I plan to release during October. Terry as a dermon in KK3....Enough said. 😈

KK - Werewolf AU - TS/DL: Another SIlverusso one/twoshot I may release during October if there’s enough interest. Similar to above...but 🐺. Also kinda considering making this Lawrusso instead.

KK - Bunny/Wolf - TS/DL: A Silverusso hybrid cottagecore AU I may write...

KK - Potential - TS/DL: A Silverusso longish AU fanfic I’m planning where Mr. Miyagi never met Daniel, and Terry shows up a lot sooner, betting Kreese he can train Daniel in a few months to beat newly-crowned karate champ Johnny. He might have other ulterior motives too... 😘

And these last few are the least fleshed out, and you can guess the topic...KK - F/S - TS/DL, KK - Nurse - JL/DL, KK - Bro - TS/DL...

Tagging...no one cause I think most of ya’ll have been tagged.

[thorniest-rose]

coming on anon to say that me and a friend absolutely LOVE your silverusso works!! theyre so eloquently written and we adore the character exploration!

oh my gosh thank you so much! I really love writing silverusso, it's such an interesting dynamic, that's my Little Red Riding Hood / Bluebeard / Wuthering Heights pairing right there. I would love to write more for them because despite spending most of my fandom time writing and posting about lawrusso, silverusso comes a close second, and I feel like exploring that dynamic (at least to me) is really important for how I envision Daniel and his trauma... like for me there's no CK Daniel without a backstory where he had a sexual relationship with TS when he was a teenager, because it determines so much of who he is (his distrust of other men; his hatred of Cobra Kai and what it stands for; his anxiety; his need to be in control etccc). So YES I love this pairing, and it's also such a great excuse to write darker fics!!! I was working on a werewolf Terry fic where he comes back and wants to claim Daniel again in CK S4, plus this long, angsty fic about Daniel's relationship with Terry during the events of KK3, so I will try to get back to these and post one as soon as I can. Thank you for your lovely message!! <3

[cobrakingjohnny]

I posted chapters 3/4 of my Kreese/Terry fic.

I may or may not be writing a separate one that’s during KK3 that has a side of lawrusso >_> I really like this ship LOL sry

[pilvimarja]

I've been loving your LawRusso fics and was wandering if you'd ever consider writing SilverRusso?

Thank you so much! 😊 I really love writing about Lawrusso and no ship has inspired me this much in years! And I think TS is an entertaining villain and fun to watch, but I'm afraid that shipping him with Daniel isn't really my cup of tea. Sorry! I always live by the good old "ship and let ship" rule, and I have absolutely nothing against anyone who does enjoy Silverus**, but there's just something about TS as a character and the dynamic between him and Daniel that makes it hard for me to see them in a shippy light, plus some elements of the ship are a mild squick for me personally. Sooo I think I'll just stick to writing Lawrusso 😅 To each their own, you know? But @thorniest-rose is really into TS x Daniel and her fics are always guaranteened to be great read, so I recommend checking them out!

[thorniest-rose]

I wanna write Daniel and Johnny at a private boarding school SO BAD because I was obsessed with the concept of boarding schools and mystery and intrigue as a little girl (they're so creepy and usually out in the middle of nowhere, just seems ripe for gothic shenanigans imo) but every time I try to write it, I realise I have zero idea for plot. Just a setting and vibe smh

oh my god, I am enabling you!!!! I would love to write a proper gothic lawrusso fic, but my mind is currently fixated on that weird rosemary's baby au featuring TS as the devil who's stalking Daniel so maybe I'd need to get that out my system first. But yes, I also love the iconography of gothic boarding schools, with their old libraries, endless corridors and winding staircases... perfect for illicit meetings when everyone else is in bed!

I also had that idea for a Catholic Daniel fic where he worships Johnny as his sun god and puts all his old gods behind him, but like you, it's not really a plot, just a collection of snapshots and images in my head, like Daniel praying before he goes to bed because he's trying so bad not to sit on Johnny's lap when they hang out, and begging God to cleanse him of his unpure desires while clutching at his rosary. I have no idea what would happen after that,,, but I need it.

[thorniest-rose]

Super sorry if you have already brought this up before, but have you read a fic called 'Must Not Lose to Fear' by phoomwhoosh? I dunno if you know the author or not, but it is a fantastic read and TS is in it in all his TS-ness glory. He is... definitely something. Main pairing is Lawrusso, but Silver makes himself known.

I will go between it and A Sharp Kiss when I am going about my day because they are both some of my favorite looks at TS as a character. Unhinged and undeniably frightening!

Ohhh I haven't read that, but thank you for the rec, I'll check it out! Ah and I'm so happy you like a sharp kiss, thank you! I definitely want TS to feel frightening and insidious in that fic, not just melodramatic like he tends to be in the film, because there are those moments where he's truly intimidating and you can see him worming his way inside Daniel's head, so I really wanted to focus on that here. Silver's just going to get worse in my fic too, like there really is no peace in sight for either Daniel or Johnny... sob, my poor boys.

[thorniest-rose]

Your All Valley Prompt "Empathy..." *fans self,* so short, yet so packed. One of my favorite things you've written. Love Terry just breaking through Johnny's defenses by using Daniel, using the description of having his body and Daniel loving and wanting it. Your snippet makes me want MOAR. I have so many questions... Is it modern day? Is Terry Silver just spinning a tale just to rile him up... Is lawrusso canon in this story, the events leading up to this snippet... Gorgeous drabble

Oh thank you so much!!!! I love those little weekly challenges, they're such a great creative exercise to see how you can interpret the prompt and how well you can fit a story into just 100 words.

Here’s the actual drabble if anyone wants to read it.

So it was definitely meant to be ambiguous! It could be in an alternate version of KK3 where Johnny's still in the mix and being lured back to Cobra Kai, but I personally see it as modern day, where Terry is driving a wedge between Johnny and Daniel by telling Johnny either 1. they had a relationship when Daniel was a teenager or 2. Daniel's sleeping with him in the present day, since he's been back in the Valley. The purpose being to isolate Daniel by driving away all the people he's close to. And to hurt Johnny, because he recognises that he has feelings for Daniel, and knows Johnny will self-combust and act recklessly if he's jealous.

So yes, a lot of thought for 100 words!!!! I just loovvvve diving into how harmful TS can be in a way that isn't just physical. Like he is so manipulative and psychologically damaging and I can just see him playing everyone and pitting them against each other like they're all pawns, so he can get what he wants.

Anyway thank you sm!! I'm gonna keep writing them each week, so I hope you keep enjoying them!

[cobrakingjohnny]

Ok, I broke down and started my Lawrusso Chef AU fic

Please be gentle 😂