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ariesqueencobra · 5 months

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Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

Summary: You're excited that your relationship with Eli is flourishing. A big fight leaves you and him making a decision that could benefit your lives.

Warnings: bullying, slut-shaming, kissing, violence (school fight/karate)

Word Count: 1k

A/N: A short and sweet chapter but I love it! Make sure that if you want to see more of this story to comment and reblog! Comments let me know what you like about the story and reblogs help others see the story! Thanks!

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“I’m sorry to hear about what happened at the dance,” you frowned, sitting on your bed.

You and Aisha finally made time for your hang-out. It was agreed between the two of you to go to your place.

It had been a few days since you and Eli kissed. You both hadn’t talked about it, but it was unspoken between the two of you that it was where you wanted to be.

While your mind had been distracted by that plus the emotional turmoil that was caused by Yasmine and Moon–it was nice to just be with a friend.

“Don’t worry about it, it sucks, for sure,” she sighed. “But I joined Cobra Kai,” she smiled. “Sensei’s teaching me how to actually kick ass”.

“Woah, really? I’m happy for you,” you nodded.

You were happy she joined the dojo. At least one of you is building confidence to stand up against Yasmine.

“If you want to build strength, join Cobra Kai. We can use more students too,” she suggested.

“I don’t know, it sounds intense,” you winced.

You don’t think you’d do well in an aggressive environment such as that. Based on how Miguel talks about his sensei and now Aisha? You don’t think you’d last a day.

“It’s not that bad, honestly,” she reassured. “Before it felt like I didn’t have anything to use to get back at Yasmine, but now I have this confidence, this strength. Something I have that she doesn’t,” she licked her lips. “But you really wanna know the truth?”

You leaned forward, telling her you did.

“I’m doing this to better myself,” she smiled. “I’m the best version of myself I can be and it’s so freeing,” she sighed out.

“Wow, maybe I’ll put some more thought into it,” you hummed.

That freedom she was talking about was calling your name and for once in the few weeks you’ve heard of Cobra Kai, you really considered it.

You were reviewing your Calc homework before the big test today at your locker when a familiar voice called your name. You looked to your right, happy to see Eli.

“Hi, oop,” you were taken aback when he greeted you with a kiss. “Hi,” you felt your cheeks warm, your hand clutching your locker door.

“Was that okay?” his eyes grew worried that he went overboard.

“Yeah,” you sheepishly said, reassuring him. “I’m just still getting used to it,” you giggled.

And it was true.

Going from best friends to kissing each other was such a huge jump. It wasn't the norm even as excited as you were that you got to kiss the boy you’ve been in love with since you could remember.

“Does this mean we’re dating now?” you chewed on your lip, closing your notebook.

“I hope so,” he smiled, hiking his shoulders up.

“Cool,” you nodded, checking your phone for the date to remember it.

“I’ll walk you to class?” he offered and you nodded.

Your hands became intertwined and for once you felt more than complete. You couldn’t wipe your smile off when you went into class, your mind not even thinking about limits or functions because you had a boyfriend!

You were walking alongside Eli and the boys to your lunch table, happy to see that Aisha was there.

The whole cafeteria grew silent though when Sam threw a tray onto the floor. Oohs were whispered around. The four of you slowed down as you stayed back and observed.

“You see that billboard with the giant dick? I guess, Sam takes after her dad,” Kyler had a shit-eating grin on his face.

The cafeteria got riled up at the awful comeback.

You saw the way Sam’s eyes coated with anger, her jaw clenched, gaze narrowed. You felt for her, truly.

She seemed like such a nice person and a good friend, based on what Aisha told you, but you didn’t understand why she was friends with such assholes.

You didn’t know what was going to happen between them until Miguel spoke up.

“Oh no,” you said under your breath.

He slammed his tray on the table next to Aisha before approaching Kyler. “Why don’t you shut the hell up and stop being an asshole?”

“Want another beat down, Rhea?” Kyler shoved him.

Miguel grunted as he fell back but caught himself on the chair behind him.

“I’m ready for your lame-ass karate this time,” Kyler shoved him again.

“It’s not lame-ass karate,” Miguel gritted just as Kyler went in for a punch but he blocked it, gripping his arm that caused pain to radiate all over his face. “It’s Cobra Kai,” he said before knocking him straight in the teeth.

“Woah,” Eli said.

Blood spilled from Kyler’s nose, anger coursing through him before he body-slammed Miguel into the table, dragging him by the neck to another. People moved and jumped out of the way as Kyler got him in a headlock, but Miguel elbowed him in the gut, grabbing him by the arm and pulling it behind him, using that leverage to punch him in the cheek and then kicking him.

“No mercy!” Aisha shouted.

So much passion, you thought.

Another guy came behind Miguel but he anticipated it, sweeping him right off his feet. Then two others came but he got them too, kicking one in the stomach and another in the face.

Using his chance to run, Miguel rolled over a table, grabbing onto a tray. He kicked a chair towards an attacker before using the tray to hit Kyler and the blond one.

He kicked and hit, knocking them down until Kyler charged at him. He jumped onto a table, sweeping his leg behind him, and kicking him before he knocked the corner of the tray right into his face.

He actually did it.

He took down at least six guys by himself.

Miguel stared in amazement, at the crowd surrounding him.

You felt so proud of him, being very impressed but his victory was cut short when Counsloer Blatt ordered him to come down.

Eli’s mouth pressed against yours, your hands placed on either side of his face while his hands were on your arms.

It was awkward navigating kissing but it was also the best thing you’ve ever experienced.

“We should probably get back to homework,” you said, face hot and lips puffy as you pulled away. “Before your mom catches us,” you licked your lips, growing flustered at the thought of being caught.

This was the only way you’d agree to have a make-out session with Eli—at his house, not yours. If your dad found you guys locking lips, that would be the end of Eli. Frankly, you didn’t want that to happen.

Still, you wanted to keep your fresh relationship under the ropes from your parents.

“Sure,” he nodded sheepishly, grabbing his pen.

You were doing homework at his house today, Demetri declining because he didn’t “want to get in the way of young love”. The thought made you laugh, but there was no denying how grateful you were about it.

“What did you get for problem four?” you asked, your arm and thigh pressed against his.

This time around, you didn’t care that your body was as close to his as possible. You both welcomed it and the butterflies in your tummy fluttered in delight.

“C,” he answered.

“Damn,” you sucked in a breath, looking over his work to see where you went wrong. “You think it’s too late to drop out of Chemistry?” you wondered.

“I think you’ll be fine,” he reassured. “So what did you think about Miguel today?” he fidgeted with the pen.

“The fight?” you furrowed your brows, copying his work onto your paper. “I thought it was totally badass,” you grinned. “I guess he and Aisha were right, their sensei knows what he’s doing,” you snorted.

“I think I’m gonna join,” he admitted, chewing on his lip and he averted your gaze.

You paused, a smile appearing on your face. “That’s great, Eli!” you reached over to kiss his cheek.

“I even talked Demetri into joining,” he added. “So I was thinking maybe you should join too,” he shrugged, searching your eyes for any sign of disagreement.

“Really? You think I could learn to kick ass like that?” you turned to face him.

“I think you could become the best in the entire Valley,” he blushed, mirroring your movements. “So what do you say?” he smiled.

“Let’s do it,” you grinned.

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sailorkamino · 2 years

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Cities of Loves

relationships: moon boys x avenger!witch!reader [gender neutral]

summary: From camel rides and stargazing in Cairo, to dinner and sightseeing in Paris, to shopping and visiting the beach in Guatamala City. You love teleporting with your boys.

word count: 2.6k

warnings: referenced animal abuse, aquaphobia, a little suggestive (flirty jake is my weakness), intelligent people are steven's kink

a/n: i'm a little insecure abt this one so i would love to hear your thoughts, i think it feels kind of choppy since i'm trying to tell 3 stories but i hope ya'll still like it! which date is ur favorite?

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Steven is the perfect gentleman. He can be a little awkward but also incredibly passionate about his interests. Everything about him is endearing.

“This must be a dream,” Steven mumbles breathlessly beside you. You grin, linking your arm in his and kissing his cheek. “It’s real,” you promise in his ear. His tan skin does nothing to hide the blush on his cheeks. As you get closer to the pyramids it’s hard to ignore the uncomfortable buzz itching under your skin, but the adorable camels are a welcome distraction.

“Can I pet them?” Steven asks excitedly. As soon as the handler nods in approval Steven is scratching the nearest large animal behind its ears, cooing at it lovingly. You decide to focus on the one beside Steven’s, stroking his fuzzy head. “Hey there Babu.”

The tour guide looks at you in confusion, sure he didn’t introduce animals yet. You offer an awkward smile. Steven remains oblivious. “What’s her name?” He asks the handler, referring to the camel he’s petting. You bite your lip before you can answer.

“Yasmine,” the man says, still looking at you warily. “Pretty name for a pretty girl.” Steven grins. You pout. Wow, you really are jealous of an animal. But as you stroke Babu you’re overcome with contentment, telling you that he's being taken care of. You did research into this tour company but you still wanted to check, you would die before you gave money to animal abusers. Speaking of animals…

“Oh Steven, before I forget,” you speak up, digging in your tote bag. He watches curiously as you pull out some pills. “I read that camel riding will make you sore so you should take some painkillers beforehand.”

The fact that you took time to research your date is incredibly attractive to Steven for some reason. You’re just so brilliant. “You think of everything, don’t you?” He muses as you pull a bottle of water out of the same bag. You grin shepishly. Steven often praises you for little things that most people wouldn’t really care about but he does. It makes you feel special.

“Well I thought sore butts would make stargazing uncomfortable, so…”

He pauses in taking the medicine. “Stargazing?”

The excitement in his voice makes you puff your chest out proudly. “Mhmm. Right by the pyramids.”

He absolutely beams, chocolate eyes lighting up in excitement. Fuck, he’s such a nerd. And you love it. “That sounds amazing,” he compliments before downing the medicine with a swig of water. “Thank you, love.”

The pet name has your heart racing embarrassingly fast. It just sounds so pretty when he says it like that. Maybe you should legally change your name to Love, just so you can hear him say it all the time. You shake off your thoughts, popping a few pills in your mouth and returning them to your tote.

Steven feels a little flustered watching you drink from the same bottle. Something about the intimacy just makes him feel… soft. “Alright, time to start the tour,” the guide announces in accented English. You share one last excited look with Steven before climbing onto your camels.

The internet was right: a few hours on camelback did leave you sore. But it was worth it. You got to watch the sun set behind the Great Pyramids and explore the desert behind the Sphinx. You even got a beautiful candid shot of Steven. He’s looking at the horizon, windswept curls falling in his face, washed in the orange rays of golden hour.

Now that it’s cooled off and the sky has darkened you find yourself lying on a blanket beside Steven. One hand plays with the sand under you, the other’s entangled with your date’s. You point out the constellations to him. He loves listening to you tell the stories behind each one. You’re in the middle of telling him about Ursa Major and Minor when you feel his eyes burning into the side of your face.

You roll your head to the size, meeting his big dark eyes, full of so much care it makes you shy. “What?” You ask. “You’re brilliant,” he sighs lovingly. You freeze for a moment, taken back by the sentiment. Once his words sink in you’re squeezing his hand in yours. “You’re the brilliant one! You taught me how to write my name in hieroglyphics.”

“Yeah you but you know how to read way more ancient languages that I can!”

“Ok, let’s agree that we’re both dorks but we’re hot so it’s okay.”

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Next week you go on your first date with Marc. He’s quiet initally, the complete opposite of Steven who tends to ramble when he’s shy.

“So, tell me about yourself, Marc. What do you like?”

He looks at his boeuf bourguignon pensivley. You’ve noticed he doesn’t talk about himself much but you’ve always liked a challenge. “This food is pretty great.”

You smirk at his answer. “Fair enough. What do you do when you’re not working?”

He draws his thick eyebrows together in thought. “Between the museum and Khonshu I don’t have much free time.” He quickly takes a sip from his glass, aware of how depressing his answer sounds. “What about you?”

You’re hit with a pang of sympathy. You’re tempted to assault Khonshu again just for taking up all the poor man’s time. You force a gentle smile and tell him more about yourself, hoping it will encourage him to share.

“Can I be honest with you? You seem like a good listener,” you confess, stabbing at your food with a fork. He nods quickly. “Yeah, of course.”

“I learnt from personal experience that if all you do is go from fight to fight you start to feel like a weapon. You have to take care of yourself.” You pause for a moment before sending him a playful look, not wanting to come off lecture-y, "like taking time to go to Paris with an Avenger/super model maybe.”

Your last comment has him cracking a barely three smile, but it's enough for the butterflies in your stomach to throw a damn rave. “Alright. Point taken.”

It’s a few minutes later before he answers your initial question. “I watch TV. But everyone does that so,” he trails off with a shrug. Already dismissive of himself. You perk up, trying to be encouraging as possible.

“Well, what do you like to watch?”

He pauses for a moment before confessing. “Star Wars.”

You don’t say anything yet your eyes sparkle with amusement. “What?” He huffs in annoyance. You shake your head with a snort. “And you call Steven a nerd.” The shocked, bewildered look on his face has you cackling into your incredibly expensive wine.

“I like Star Wars too. You’re just so easy to tease.”

“Am not,” he immediately snaps childishly. You look at him knowingly, silently telling him that he just proved your point. He avoids eye contact with a clenched jaw in what you can only describe as Marc Spector’s version of a pout. You nudge his foot under the table, giggling when he almost jumps out of his chair.

You can’t hold back your grin as you raise your glass. “To us,” you toast. Across from you, Marc’s dark eyes reflect the candle light in an almost hypnotic way. “To us,” he agrees (a bit begrudgingly), clinking your drinks.

You had to carry the conversation at first but as the night goes on, his confidence grows. The banter between you becomes easy. He’s witty, with a much dryer sense of humor than Steven, but he draws giggles from you nonetheless. Once dinner is over he offers you his arm, much to your suprise. You walk into the Parisian night together.

You aren’t shy about admirning your date. He’s beautiful. And the crisp suit he’s donning accentuates his muscles in all the right places. He looks at you curiously. You grin in response. “Just enjoying the view.”

He scoffs but can’t hide the smile tugging on his lips. “That was the worst line ever.”

“I don’t know, you’re still letting me hold your arm so I must be doing something right.”

“Yeah, well that’s because you’re ridiculously attractive. Not because of your dumb pick up lines.”

You stop in your tracks, making him stumble. “You think I’m ridiculously attractive?” You ask with bright eyes. “You know you’re hot,” he deadpans. “Yeah, but I like when you say it,” you chirp. You feel him chuckle against you even though he tries to hide it.

You lean into his solid body, whispering into his ear. “I think you’re hot too.” You watch happily as he shivers. Before he can respond you’re excitedly dragging him into a nearby bakery. Once you get your macaroons you find a park bench in view of the lit up Eiffel Tower.

“It’s beautiful.” He comments, admiring the monument. You raise your eyebrows flirtatiously but he cuts you off before you can speak. “If you say something cheesy like ‘you’re beautiful’ I’m leaving you here. I’ll find my own way back to London.”

You open your mouth, fully prepared to tell him he’s beautiful anyways, when he unceremoniously shoves half a macaroon in your mouth. You splutter in shock for a moment as he cackles. The first time you hear the man laugh and it’s at your expense. You glare at him as you chew on the dessert, resembling an angry chipmunk. With a loving smile he uses his thumb to wipe any crumbs from your lips.

You look at him in shock, heart beating widly, but he just grins boyishly before pulling you against his side. You rest your head on his shoulder, thinking about how much he came out of his shell since the beggining of the date.

“You really are beautiful, you know?” You mumble into his suit. There’s a pause, then his hand goes back to drawing shapes on your hip.

“So are you, baby.”

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Jake is just as emotionally closed off as Marc, but he’s also incredibly charming when he wants to be. A little more fowards than his alters but you would be lying if you said you didn’t like his constant touches and Spanish compliments.

“These are so pretty,” you praise, looking at the stall of handmade jewelry. “Thank you. You two make a lovely couple,” the old woman replies. You grin as your eyes land on a set of leather cord bracelets, one with a sun charm, one with a moon. You hand her a few more quetzal's than necessary then pick up the matching items.

You turn to Jake, taking his hand in yours. He watches fondly as you slip the sunshine on his wrist, then the crescent on yours. “Moon for me?” He asks smugly. “No. For Khonshu,” you sigh dreamily, watching his reaction. Jake’s eyes widen and you can feel the confusion and jealousy radiating off of him. You can’t help but snicker.

“You’re just as easy to tease as Marc and Steven,” you grin, poking his side. He glares at you but there’s no heat behind it. You take his hand in yours to counter your trek through Chichicastenango.

“So is the sun supposed to be you?” He asks, raising your interlaced fingers to examine the charm. “Yep!” You affirm, popping the p. “Cause I’m the light of your life.”

He snorts at your response. You huff indignantly. “I’ll have you know I am a delight!”

“A delightful pain,” he jokes. You pout but it quickly turns into a smirk. You use your magic to deliver a swift kick to his butt. He stumbles in shock as you laugh loudly.

“Did you do that!?”

“Nooo, the other witch you’re on a date with did it.”

He can’t help but laugh, partly in shock, at your dry response. The husky sound has your stomach fluttering. “I think Marc is rubbing off on you, sunshine.”

“No, I’ve always been a little bit of a bitch,” you shrug casually. “Ooh, tacos!”

Jake lets you lead him to the food stand. And every other stand you want to go to. You thought Jake would be the best to go shopping with since he’s the most blunt but the man is already so whipped for you he can’t help but go along with whatever you want.

He grins as you try on a pair of heart shaped sunglasses, doing kissy faces as you model them. “They look great, corazón.” You pull them down to flash a wink before passing over some quetzal's and moving to the next stall. It doesn’t take long for you to start overheating under the Guatemalan sun.

“Alright time for part two of our date,” you grin, pulling him into an alley. He settles large hands on your waist, licking his lips hungrily. He gently pushes you against a brick wall. You tut, placing a finger on his pink mouth. “Nu uh, mister. We aren’t here for that. We’re here so I can teleport us without drawing attention.”

Before he can pout you’re pulling him through a portal. His eyes widen as he takes in his new sorroundings, the ocean breeze and salty air instantly invading his senses. Then he notices your new attire: a little red bathing suit showing off miles of perfect skin and curves. You look at him teasingly, aware of your effect on him.

“I’m gonna cool off in the water. Wanna come with? I can make you some swimming trunks.”

You can immediately sense Jake’s apprehension, your playful demeanor slipping into something more gentle. “Or we can go for a walk,” you offer. He shakes his head. “No, no, you have fun. I’ll enjoy the view.” You don’t want to leave Jake but you also have a feeling that acknowledging his fear will make him close up. You flash a reassuring smile, squeezing his hand softly. “I’ll only be a minute.”

You can’t help but feel a little guilty as you wade into the cool water. A lot of people are afraid of the ocean, you probably should have consulted him before planning this, but you thought a surprise would be fun. You go until the sea is waist deep, using your hands to cup the water and pour it on your hot shoulders and chest.

Suddenly you sense a familiar presence approaching you. You wait until his apprehensive hands settle on your hips to turn around. You attempt not to drool at his bare torso, all tan, smooth muscle, with a sprinkle of dark hair under his belly button. You try to focus, knowing he needs your comfort.

“You want those trunks now?”

He nods stiffly. You place your hands on his waist, transforming his wet shorts into red swimming trunks that matches your own suit. “That better, isn’t it? How does the water feel?”

His jaw tenses. “Good.”

“You know you don’t have to do this-”

“No. I want to do this,” he looks into your eyes, “with you.”

You grin, cupping his face in your hands. “I’m proud of you.”

His entire face softens, and for a split second you think Steven is fronting. “You are?” He asks so softly you almsot don’t hear it over the waves.

“I am.”

Suddenly he pulls you against him, lips crashing against yours. He’s practically clinging to you for comfort as you stroke his jaw soothingly. You use you powers to soothe the water around you, not wanting anything to spook Jake. For now, he’s all yours.

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demetriandelibinaryboyfriends · 3 months

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Stand there like a ghost Shaking come the rain She'll open up the door And say, "Are you insane?"

Say it's been a long six months And you were too afraid to tell her what you want

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

And then you say "I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever"

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

Remind her how it used to be With pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks Tell her how you must've lost your mind When you left her all alone and never told her why

And that's how it works That's how you lost the girl

And now you say "I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever"

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

And you know That I don't want you to go

Remind me how it used to be Pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks And say you want me

And then you say "I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl That's how it works

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl That's how it works!

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl Get the girl! That's how it works

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

That's how it works That's how you got the girl

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Imagine an AU where Yasmine doesn't dance around the point for 5 seasons and actually fucking TELLS Moon she's In Lesbians with her after Moon breaks up with Piper. Imagine Yasmine not being so cripplingly terrified of her own sexuality that she jumps into the world's most shallow mutual beard relationship to try and hide her feelings. Imagine Yasmine standing in the pouring February rain outside Moon's door, hands full of strawberry heart candy boxes, and bouquets bursting with hyacinth, flax, hydrangea and white rose, and even a whole fucking organic raspberry smoothie, however the hell she managed to fit that in there.

Imagine Yasmine spilling her heart out, saying she only ever lashed out at Moon at the Canyon party because she was gutted at the thought her best friend--the girl she allowed her to know her in ways most could never dream of--would pick some stupid-haired stranger over her. Imagine her eyes growing damp, and her thanking the powers that be that she was already dripping all over Moon's porch too much for her friend to notice a little extra moisture. Imagine Moon chastising her, gently but firmly. Telling her she's going to get sick if she stands out in the soaking wet cold for much longer.

And then Moon ushers her inside, dries her off with a fluffy paisley-print towel. Wraps her in blankets and sits her on the couch. Gets them blunts to numb out the pain of two broken hearts.

When Moon flicks her lighter, Yasmine's phone screen lights up too. A concerned text from her mom, fretting over her driving in the storm. Understandable--Yasmine doesn't have the best driving record on the clearest of days.

Moon notices Yasmine's lockscreen is a picture they took ages ago. Freshman year, a few weeks after they started getting adventurous in the back of the Range Rover. Squeezed together in a mall photo booth, Yasmine's lips squashed against Moon's cheek. Yasmine's eyes shut in sleepy happiness, her beam so big that her one visible dimple was widened into a little crater.

That kind of simple joy seemed so distant now. Something from a past life, long since torn apart by Yasmine's ego and cruelty and ruthless drive to make it to the top. Her terror of irreparably falling from grace if people knew who she really was. Who she truly loved.

But maybe she and Moon can have it back if Yasmine puts on her big girl panties and sucks it up. Grows some balls. (Or...lady balls. Whatever.) Admits she acted like a conceited bitch, and took the one person for granted who was prepared to follow her almost to the ends of the earth. Tell Moon that half a year without her interwoven into Yasmine's life as tightly as a French braid was the hardest half a year Yasmine's ever had.

Because that summer had chipped away at Yasmine like a blunted carving knife. It sliced off little pieces of her every time she wondered if Moon was happy she was gone, or what Stupid Blue Mohawk could give that Yasmine couldn't.

Because that fall had eaten at Yasmine with a dull, persistent ache. Moon held her at arm's length, insisting on "just friends" while she swapped kisses with Piper in the hallway. A distance that felt like thousands of miles when Yasmine had once been so close that she could feel soft, aloe-apricot-lotioned skin against hers and smell lilac, lily of the valley, and hazelwood musk wreathing around her.

And Yasmine is done missing out on the beautiful things in life because she's too busy living in fear of what others think.

"I want you," she says. "For better, for worse, whatever. Whatever the future brings, I want to face it with you. And if that means--if that means you need me to wait for you, I will. If you need a while before you can be with someone like that again, then I'll be there when you're ready. Because I love you, and I'm tired of worrying about people not accepting it. Because I don't fucking care anymore."

And maybe it's the blunt talking--or the sugar from all the candy their munchies made short work of--but it feels like the next second, Moon is kissing her a thousand times harder than she used to.

"And I don't give a fuck about my dad's wedding," Yasmine finds a way to squeeze out, long after their limbs (and mouths) are entangled on Moon's bed. "All that asshole ever does is give me shit about how I don't have a boyfriend, so he can suck it. I'm taking you to junior prom."

Moon brightens. "Really?"

"Uh, yeah. And I'm gonna rent us the best limo. And take you to the fanciest dinner. And get you a corsage that makes everyone else's look like they dug them out of the garbage."

Then Moon laughs and leans into her, and god, she missed this. "Well, then I look forward to it."

And just like that, Yasmine's future is a vast, majestic, and insurmountable thing, as bright and gleaming as the ocean on a sunny day. And as it washes over her, one salt-spray day at a time, it seems to bring one nice surprise after another.

There are dances to be had, pressed into each other in shimmering gowns and screaming when their favorite songs come on. There are quiet spots to be found, up on secluded hills with their arms circling one another's shoulders as they look over that ethereal blend of rolling city lights and faint stars. There are beaches to be walked, manicured hand in manicured hand.

And sure, maybe Yasmine will get a little bit disinherited along the way. Old-fashioned parents had a way of not understanding these kinds of things.

But it'll all be worth it if it ends with her getting the girl.

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HIIIII YASMOON WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK FOR REAL THIS TIME

With...BRAND NEW CONTENT!!!

I realized I've been making these girls A Thing for the last 2 Valentine's, and I ain't about to break my streak now!!! Besides, I haven't posted YasMoon moodboards in like 5 million years. I was getting funky little lesbian collage withdrawal </3

Hilariously, I actually made this moodboard sometime like. Last spring??? And I remember being like "wow!!! This would be a really cute February/Valentine's Day post!!! Too bad I'm probably going to want to put it on the tumblr it way before then in an impulsive, YasMoon-moodboard-posting frenzy :(" BUT THEN!!! Miracle of miracles, I guess, and my life dissolved into such utter pandemonium in the next several months after I made this that I simply did not manage to post this bad boy before next Valentine's Day rolled around. So...all according to plan??? Mission accomplished???

And then. AND THEN. I STILL didn't manage to post it before midnight on the National Love Day itself ^^; Ahhhh uhhhhh just ignore that ^^;

Utterly unashamed of how pink and cutesy and fluffy this ended up being. That's just what hyperfemme lesbians are like on Valentine's, what can I say!!! Although looking at this thing always makes me hungry. God, I want those candy hearts and those smoothies so bad ;_____; I also would like a cute girlfriend to sit on a hill with and overlook the city lights and a cute girlfriend whose manicured hand I can hold on the beach, but that is neither here nor there. Also a much less immediate and important desire than those candy hearts. I'm going to hit up them discount candy deals anD FIND THOSE LITTLE CANDY HEARTS DAMMIT I NEED THEM

YASMOON TAG LIST MY BELOVEDS @multifandom-lesbian09 @karatecaulfield @themasterusersblog @ficusin @gemini-sensei @elisiassideb1tch ask and ye shall receive, welcome to the taglist and also a club of the coolest and sexiest people on planet earth 💗🧡🤍 YASMOON NATION RISE UPPP

As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request! If you're curious, the Yasmine and Moon pic I used here comes from some behind-the-scenes pictures of Hannah and Annalisa from Season 5 :3

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BREAKING THE CYCLE

robby keene x fem!reader

summary — no matter what happened in robby’s life he knew he would have y/n. his best friends since elementary school. once out of juvie he comes to see her first, the place where he was always welcomed with open arms and open arms he gets.

warnings — smut, teenage pregnancy, talks of abortion, language, violence (?), neglectful parents, drinking

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summary — i just wanted to let you guys know I’ve been trying 2nd person perspective and let me know how you feel about it! It’s kinda an au where Johnny and Danny never separated dojos. also I have no idea how many months season 4 was so I just started it at December and ending it around April or may.

As Y/N looked out her bedroom window she couldn’t help but let the thoughts get her down. Everything in her life was starting to spiral and she couldn’t do anything about it. Whenever she had a problem she’d always go to her best friend. Robby. He was always there for her no matter what and having some similar childhoods, the two of them bonded quickly. Robby with his absent father and a mother who tried but always ended up drunk and Y/N with her absent mother and workaholic father. So Y/N and Robby would protect each other no matter what but with him in juvie she couldn’t do anything.

When Robby started karate and dating Sam, Y/N felt a tiny bit of heartbreak and she didn’t know why but she did have a tiny fling with Demetri. It helped especially when Robby was in juvie but then he started seeing Yasmine. Y/N felt hurt by it but just let him be happy and went on with life.

Not knowing when Robby was going to be out of jail has caused her the most anxiety but Robby tried reassuring her with his monitored calls and the one time she visited him. But no amount of reassurance could help her, she just wanted him back. But Y/N understood why he had to go to juvie and she knew he felt bad for what he had done to Miguel even though he didn’t voice it often. It didn’t stop her from missing her best friend and only friend since Demetri had basically ditched her.

Looking out at the dark night sky she felt some sort of relief just by stargazing and looking at the bright moon. The calmness of the starry night made her eyes flutter and smile softly. The thoughts drifted from her as the clock struck 1 am. Although she did feel a bit lonely since her father was still at work, she hasn’t seen him much.

Thinking about Robby made her heart race and now she knew why. She was harboring feelings for her best friend and she realized this once she visited him. Seeing him all beat up made her heart break but he looked so torn up and she knew why. But the way he looked at her made her heart beat faster and faster. Ever since she knew why, she either loved him or really liked him.

Hearing a knock on the door made her head turn and wipe a stray tear that escaped. Walking through the apartment and up to the door and looking through the peephole.

“Robby,” Y/N whispered in shock and tore herself away and opened the door.

“Hey,” Robby greeted with a tiny smile but before he could get anything out she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in the crook of his neck as her heartbeat raced.

Robby wrapped his arms around her waist and let the scent of her shampoo fill his nose. He missed her. Everything about her invited him, her little mannerisms, the way she smiled when she saw him. It made him feel special and he’s never felt like that.

“I can’t believe you’re out,” Y/N whispered in his ear.

“I hope you’re happy about that,” Robby teased her, making her let out a little scoff as a smile graced her lips.

“Of course you idiot,” Y/N punched his arm as she pulled back from the hug.

“Ouch with that punch you could totally do karate,” Robby smirked as he rubbed over the spot she punched him in. Y/N playfully rolled her eyes making him let out a little laugh.

“Hey if you wouldn’t mind taking your little love fest inside some people are trying to sleep,” A voice snapped and the two of them looked to the door besides them and it was her neighbor Mrs. Bayles, a (usually) kind old lady.

“Sorry Mrs. Bayles,” Y/N cringed as she apologized. She waved them off as she went back into her home. Pulling Robby inside she let out a tiny breath she was holding in.

“Sorry about that I just had nowhere else to go,” Robby apologized as he scratched the back of his neck not meeting her eyes.

“Come on Robby you know you are always welcome to stay here,” Y/N said quietly as she wrapped her arms around herself. “But why didn’t you go to Mr. LaRusso,” She asked curiously.

“Don’t want him or my dad invading my life again,” Robby scoffed as he sat down on the couch.

“Well you know you always have a place here Robby, no matter what happens,” Y/N reassured him walking up to him as he looked up at her and gave her a soft smile. “Come on let’s go to my room and we can watch a movie, I’ll even make some popcorn,” She beamed as happiness washed all over her.

“I’d love that,” Robby smiled as he stood up.

“Okay go to my room and pick out a movie and I’ll get the popcorn,” Y/N directed.

“You got it,” Robby nodded and walked into her room and looked through the assortment of movies that his best friend had.

Finding the old copy of ‘pride & prejudice’ he smiled and went to put the movie on but not letting it play knowing she loved this movie. Ever since they had to work on a project in middle school about the book, Robby and Y/N watched the movie after Y/N read the book and recapped it to him. He admits that it was a really great movie and it was a comfort movie for the both of them.

Feeling a breeze in the room, Robby furrowed his brow and looked at the window and shut it as the cool breeze was making the room even more chilly.

“Okay I’m ready let’s watch the movie,” Y/N says walking in the room with a bowl of popcorn and some cans of pop. She looked at the movie and smiled at what he had picked. “Good choice,” She teased.

“Hey you know this movie is a work of art,” Robby teased back as he laid down on her bed.

“Yes I do know that thank you very much,” Y/N snapped playfully laying down next to them and put the popcorn between them. “For you,” She handed him the can while he hit play on the movie. It was dark except for the light of the T.V. and the moon outside.

About halfway through the movie Y/N turned to Robby and saw him looking at her.

“What,” Y/N chuckled nervously as he sat up and chewed on some popcorn.

“I wanna tell you something,” Robby fidgeted as he looked down at her. She looked at him worried and sat up along with him. Putting her hand on his she gave him a reassuring smile.

“What,” Y/N softly asks as the T.V. Illuminated his face.

“I thought of you everyday when I was in there and I felt bad that I put you through so much stress but the only thing that helped me is the fact that you were on the other side. The only person who would never disappoint me and I just wanted to say sorry for causing you all this trouble,” Robby ranted.

“You have nothing to apologize for Robby, you’re here now, that’s all I needed and is making me feel better now,” Y/N rubbed his arms. Robby sent her soft smile as he felt his chest warm with love.

“Thanks I hope you know I would do that same for you, because you mean so much to me, throughout this whole madness you were the one who was truly there for me,” Robby says looking her straight in the eye making her heart skip a beat.

She leaned forward wrapping her arms around his waist and he leaned into the hug and wrapped his arms around her shoulders and moved around so that they could lay down. Y/N laid her head on his chest and drew 8 figures on his stomach.

Robby sighed in content as the feeling of her made him relax even more. He was lucky. Lucky to have someone to care about him, that wasn’t just lying. All the emotions swarming him was overwhelming but it made him feel content.

“I thought about you everyday as well,” Y/N whispered, not looking at him.

“I might join Cobra Kai,” Robby blurted out as he looked down at her worried for her reaction. He knew that she could be mad, sad or worried. It made his stomach clench with worryness.

“Why,” Y/N asked concerned as she moved her head so she could look up at him. Her fingers stopped caressing his stomach. “Cobra Kai is a very dangerous place from what I’ve heard,” She says, voicing her concerns, looking him in the eye.

“I know, it was to test something out, I don’t know even if it will work out, it was just a thought,” Robby explained and cleared his throat after.

“Just be careful, I don’t need you getting hurt,” Y/N says while moving her head to caress his cheek making him let out a nervous laugh.

“Come you know I’m always careful,” Robby laughed.

Y/N snorted, rolling her eyes trying to not show how worried she is. She started to move her hand and Robby stopped it, making her nervously look at him.

“You know you’re really cute when you’re nervous,” Robby complimented, making her let out a nervous giggle.

“Such a charmer you are Robby Keene,” Y/N teased.

“It’s true I think it’s really adorable when I make you nervous,” Robby says looking down at her.

“Are you flirting with me,” Y/N thinks out loud.

“What if I am,” Robby questioned. Before Y/N could answer him he shook his head. “Right sorry I forgot you were with Demetri,” He apologized.

“Actually we broke up, but I don’t think we were even a couple, either way he’s with Yasmine now,” Y/N explained, having a nervous glint in her eyes.

“But I thought you guys liked each other, when I last saw you guys you looked pretty happy,” Robby questioned.

“We were then Yasmine came back and I saw that they might have something and I wanted him to be happy so I let him be happy. Besides I wasn’t in the best of moods when you were gone,” Y/N explained.

“I’m sorry,” Robby apologized, he didn’t mean to tear her and Demetri apart.

“It’s not your fault I don’t think we would’ve worked anyways,” She whispered.

“One thing I know is I wouldn’t have given up on you, if I were in his position,” Robby says, making Y/N smile.

“Come on Robby you’re telling me that you wouldn’t want to see the hottest girl in school,” Y/N says giving him a ‘are you kidding’ look.

“Well I am with the hottest girl in school,” Robby says, giving her a charming smile.

“Robby,” Y/N says, a little annoyed assuming he’s lying. He always tries to boost her confidence even if it meant lying to her, at least that’s what she thought.

Sitting straight up, Y/N tried not letting his compliment get to her. But as soon as she sat up he was right behind her with a confused look on his face. He didn’t understand why she was annoyed, all he was doing was telling her the truth but he did know she had some insecurities.

“What,” Robby questioned quietly.

“You don’t have to lie to me Robby, we’ve been best friends for years,” Y/N says with a slightly angered expression written on her face.

“I’m not lying. You know that I would never lie to you,” Robby stated sternly.

Sighing Robby looked as she had her head turned. While in prison he reflected and he realized that he had some deep feelings for her, he thought he wouldn’t do anything about these feelings not wanting her to get caught up in his hectic life of Karate and family drama. But now all he wanted to do was kiss her and prove to her that he did think that she was the most beautiful girl in his life.

So Robby put his hand on her thigh making her look at him with a puzzled look on her face. Before she could let one word come out of her mouth, he leaned down and pressed his lips to her. Feeling sparks through her body made Y/N tingle as soon as he kissed her.

Despite feeling shocked she put one of her hands on his neck and pressed her lips back to his. It was all so surreal to her, feeling his soft lips move against hers, while his tongue ran across her bottom lip asking for permission. Opening her mouth his tongue slid in making her moan into his mouth as his hand squeezed her thigh.

Departing from the kiss she let out a deep breath she was holding. Pushing her hair back Robby attached his lips to her jaw and started to pepper kisses that lead to her neck and his kisses escalated to sucking. If she wasn’t feeling good then she certainly was now. Letting out a moan as his tongue ran across a spot that made her body tingle, Robby smiled into her neck and sucked on that part of her neck.

“Robby,” Y/N whimpered as her body began to heat up. The movie was still playing but it was all white noise to the both of them being caught up in pleasure. Without any warning Robby grabs her waist and rolled them over so she was sitting on his lap. All while his head is buried in her neck.

While his mouth was working on her neck his hands traveled from her waist and rested underneath her shirt on her upper back. Everything he was doing to her was making her really aroused. Robby pulled back from her neck, making her let out a whine.

“Don’t worry pretty girl I’m not done with you yet,” Robby cooed, his words making her shiver. “Can I take this off,” He asks, pulling on her shirt.

“Uh yeah sure,” Y/N breathed out feeling her core pulse with need.

Lifting the shirt off her head, she raised her arms and with that the shirt was off. He threw it across the room. Feeling self conscious because she wasn't wearing a bra she wrapped her arm around her breast.

“Don’t hide yourself from me, I want to see all of you,” Robby whispered, putting his hands on top of her arms. Still seeing some hesitation on her face. “I’ll take mine off to even it out,” He says and peels the shirt off of his body.

Looking at his toned body made her even more nervous as she looked at his abs. Robby smirked, taking one of her hands that was wrapped around her right breast, he looked at her for consent and she nodded. Letting go of her boob he put her hand on his chest letting her choose where she wanted to go. Running her hand along his chest and soon found her hand sliding across his abs.

Robby looked at her his heart racing because her hands were on him and now she finally let her other hand fall and join the other leaving her fully uncovered. Try not to stare at her chest, because he didn’t want her to be more uncomfortable, so he just went at her pace.

Soon enough she felt comfortable enough to grab his hand and place it on her boob. She nodded when he looked at him for confirmation. Letting out a shaky breath as his thumb made its way to her nipple and started to caress it. Y/N slid her hands from his stomach to his shoulders and eventually put his face in her hands making him look at her. She pressed her lips against his this time though Robby's lips were more rough than before.

With now both of his hands on her boobs he pulled her closer so that they were practically chest to chest. He brought his thumb and finger and started to pinch her now hard nipples. Letting a moan slip in the heated kiss, Robby smirked against her lips, liking the reaction he got out of her.

All of this stimulation made her want to rub her thighs together but with each leg on each side Robby, it wasn’t something she could do. Finally getting fed up with the lack of friction against her core she started to gyrate her hips on Robbys. Both Robby and Y/N let out moans into the kiss when she did that. Letting go of her boobs his hands moved to her waist and started to move her hips as he met her thrust.

“Robby,” Y/N says breathlessly as she tears away from his mouth.

It all turned into her covered core rubbing against his covered hard on. Both Robby and Y/N meet again kissing, now harder as she felt wetness pool in her panties. His hands found her shorts and pulled away from the kiss.

“May I,” Robby questioned breathlessly.

“Yes please,” Y/N basically begged and he couldn’t deny her.

With the help of her Robby pulled her shorts and panties off and threw them in the same direction of her shirt. Before a word was spoken she crashed her lips onto his. All of her bashfulness disappeared as she started to grind herself against his hard-on, begging for some sort of friction.

Robby moaned into her mouth as his lips moved against hers, that gave her the confidence to slip her tongue in. Robby couldn’t help but smile at the up roar of confidence she had. His hands found Y/N’s thighs as she continued to grind herself onto him. His fingers found her core and started to rub figure eights on her clit, he smirked when he found out how wet she was.

“Oh god Robby,” Y/N moaned loudly and she was thankful that her father wasn't home.

As his finger rubbed against her clit Y/N found herself clenching around nothing and she knew that her climax was going to be reached soon. The faster his fingers rubbed the faster she was going to cum.

With shaky breaths she grabbed Robby’s hand and he looked at her confused, he knew that she liked it from her reactions. Bringing his fingers to her lips she opened her mouth and sucked his fingers finding the taste of herself there. Robby moaned as she continued to suck his fingers and let her tongue run up on the side. He could feel his throbbing hard now more than ever.

“I need you,” Y/N whimpered as she let go of his fingers, looking him directly in his eyes.

“Are you sure,” Robby whispered.

“If you don’t get me off now I’ll have to do it myself,” Y/N breathed out as her lips fanned over his own.

Muttering a soft okay, he was flabbergasted with her confidence but it did turn him on even more, if that was even possible. He pulled his pants and boxers off and kicked them somewhere else. Meanwhile Y/N felt herself clenching with arousal. She kissed him and it was softer this time as she moved herself so she was hovering over his erection.

“Wait, what about a condom,” Robby asked as he had to catch his breath.

“I don’t care, just pull out,” Y/N whispered in his ear as she started to kiss his neck.

Grabbing his length Robby ran his tip up and down her folds which made her breath hitch in his ear. Grinning as he circled her clit, making her let out tiny whimpers and whines. Lining his shaft against her entrance, she took a deep breath.

“You ready,” Robby asked, noticing her hesitance.

“Yes please. Don’t worry I trust you,” Y/N whispered against his lips, putting her hands on his shoulders.

Robby nodded, pushed his tip in slightly and moved his hands to her hips as her breath staggered. He slowly slid her down on his length and she let out a few moans and tucked her head in the crook of his neck. Once fully seated on his cock, Robby let her relax for a moment drawing figure eights on her hips.

“Does it hurt,” Robby whispered, pressing a few kisses on her shoulder.

“Only a little,” Y/N confesses.

“That’s okay just go at your own pace,” Robby reassured her. He didn’t wanted this to be this to be a painful experience for her, Robby wanted her to feel as good as he did.

Moving one of his hands across her stomach, he travelled it down and started to softly rub figure eights on her swollen clit. Letting out a little whimper in his ear, she felt herself clench around him as her hips stuttered. Robby let out a deep breath when she did this, feeling arousal coursing through his veins.

Starting to feel that pain disappear she started to rock her hips and go up and down on him. Surprised at the pleased sensation, Y/N kept going, as Robby's thumb continued to work faster on her swollen nub.

“Robby,” Y/N moaned loudly as she started to go faster.

Robby, who felt all of her clenching, started to let out moans and groans as well. He knew she was a virgin but didn’t think she’d feel this tight around him. Her lips found his and he met her hips.

She whimpered and bit his lips when his tip hit that special spot inside her, that made her clench around him. Robby moaned and he was lucky she was almost at her climax because he was reaching that point as well.

“Robby I’m close,” She moaned into his mouth as she felt herself clenching harder around him.

“Don’t worry I am too,” Robby breathed out as he felt him twitch inside of her.

With one particular thrust, his tip hit her g spot and his fingers were working its magic on her clit. Y/N let out a loud moan as she clenched her pussy around his hardened dick, as she exploded all of him.

Letting out a deep breath she rested her head on his shoulder and Robby moved his hands to her hips and started to move her up and down chasing his own orgasm. Y/N moaned as he roughly thrust up into her and as she started to clench around him again he moaned and spurted his seed inside of her. His hungry lips kissed her jaw and sucked on it.

Robby pulled himself out of her and she rolled off him, he pulled a blanket over him as the ‘Pride and Prejudice’ you have bewitched me scene played. Y/N smiled as she rested her head on his chest, Robby pressed a kiss on the crown of her forehead.

“I think I love you,” Robby whispered, craning his neck slightly down so he could look at her.

“Really,” Y/N questioned as shock crawled all over her body, she never in a million years would have thought that he would love her, at least in that way.

“I do, you have been the only consistent person in my life who hasn’t given up on me. No matter how much I actually deserved it,” Robby confessed.

“I think I love you too,” Y/N lovingly whispered against his lips.

Not even 5 minutes later were the two sleeping safe and sound in each other’s arms. That night was one of the most perfect for the both of them.

The next few months were the best for Y/N and Robby. A few days after they had sex Robby had asked her to be his girlfriend and she excitedly accepted. Even though he was now in Cobra Kai and she thought that Kreese and Silver weren’t to be trusted and Robby agreed. He was just using them to get the win and that calmed Y/N down.

Even though Robby was staying at the Cobra Kai dojo he usually stayed at Y/N’s place when her father wasn’t home. She didn’t visit the Dojo unless it was at night where no one was around, she didn’t feel like getting caught up with all the karate drama.

Since she stopped seeing Demetri she didn’t have any ties with him or the miyagi do/eagle fang dojo so she didn’t have that stress in her life. Although Y/N wished she had more friends to talk to about her problems.

Especially now.

With work and the school year almost coming to an end she had so much stress on her plate she didn’t even realize that she had missed her period. Y/N tried brushing it off thinking it was some teenage hormonal problem but then she remembered that he didn’t pull out. With her throwing up almost every morning and having these weird food cravings she came to the conclusion.

She might be pregnant.

Robby knew that she was sick and Y/N told him that it was probably something she ate. She never thought it could be something as big as this.

Using shaky hands she picked up the pregnancy test she had bought at the drugstore. Feeling tears brim as she stared at the two lines. This was the worst outcome that could have ever happened to her. Y/N never thought she would get pregnant in high school and she didn’t even know what to do.

Doing the math in her head she would have to be around 3-4 months so she would have to figure out if she wanted an abortion or not. Y/N knew she would have to talk to Robby about this if not for input then for comfort because it felt like her whole world was falling apart at the moment. But she also didn’t want to stress him out, since he had the All Valley tournament coming up soon.

She knew he was coming to the apartment tonight for a pizza night but the thought made her stomach turn, so she decided to lay down for a few minutes, hoping the thoughts would fly away.

Feeling someone shake her awake, she opened her eyes to see Robby sitting on the edge of her bed with a smile on his face.

“Hey sleepy head, how long were you asleep for,” Robby cooed, making her smile. Looking at the time she was shocked to see it was 9 pm.

“A few hours,” Y/N says as a nervous chuckle escaped her lips.

“Don’t worry I didn’t forget the food this time,” Robby reassured her with a cheeky smile on his face. Y/N smiled but it faltered as soon as the thoughts came swarming back. “Hey what’s wrong you wanted Pizza right,” He asks concerned.

“Yeah it's not that, don't worry,” Y/N tried reassuring him but failed miserably.

“You don’t have to lie to me, you know that,” Robby softly tells her, grabbing one of her heads and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I think I know why I’ve been sick,” Y/N whispered as she sat up and grimaced.

“But that’s good right,” Robby questioned and she nodded with a frown still attached to her face. “So what’s got you all upset then,” He asked, his face painted with concern, thinking it could be life endangering.

“It’s not something that’s easily fixable, if we even want to fix it in the first place,” Y/N explained looking down at their connected hands, fearing rising in her stomach.

“Okay you’re gonna have to tell me what’s going on,” Robby sternly says while trying to remain calm. He was starting to feel nauseous, his whole body paralyzed with fear, he didn’t want to lose the only person who has ever given a shit about him.

“Just don’t freak out please,” Y/N pleaded as she looked up at him. Robby nodded, not trusting his own voice at the moment. Taking a deep breath before she spoke with a quiver in her voice when she says, “I’m pregnant.”

Robby's eyes widened as he stared at her gobsmacked at the words that just came out of her mouth. His hand stays firmly placed in hers but now his heart just dropped to his stomach which caused him to squeeze her hand a little harder. He never thought about being a parent since his dad wasn’t around and his mom wasn’t the best influence.

He just didn’t think that he’d be a good father, he was afraid that he would end up just like his dad and Robby didn’t want that to happen to his future kid. But now he didn’t know what to think, they were just finishing high school, he didn’t have a job but Y/N had a job working at a diner but that’s it. How could they handle a kid? He was already screwed up.

Swallowing, his throat became really dry and his breathing started to become a bit uneven. The All Valley tournament was coming up in a few weeks and Robby was solely focused on that but now that’s changed, he has to put his all into Y/N.

“Are you okay Robby,” Y/N quietly asked, giving him a squeeze to let him know she was there with him.

“Uh have you confirmed it with a doctor yet just to make sure,” Robby cleared his throat, maybe it was just a false positive.

“Not yet but I can book an appointment,” Y/N answered his question. “But Robby what if I am, what are we going to do,” She asked with her lip having a little quiver.

“I don’t know but whatever you decide to do, I’ll be there alongside you, I am not going to turn into my dad,” Robby reassured her with a little smile trying to cheer the mood.

“Would you want to keep it,” Y/N asked, her heart beating faster but her nerves calmed down since his reaction wasn’t bad.

“Maybe, but I know that babies hard works and we’re only 18, so if you wanted to get an abortion I’ll stand by you whole heartedly,” Robby confessed making her give him a shy smile.

“Let’s just see if I am pregnant then we’ll decide from there,” Y/N says, grabbing the pizza box as she starts to feel hungry again.

“You’re right, maybe we’re worrying about nothing,” Robby laughs.

“Looks like you’re pregnant Ms. Y/L/N,” The doctor told Robby and Y/N as he looked at the papers in front.

Y/N sighed as she was not surprised about the news. Deep down she knew that she was pregnant, her period hadn't been around in a while and the other symptoms were all too telling.

“Okay thanks for telling us,” Robby thanked the doctor.

“Would you like to schedule an ultrasound,” The doctor asked. “Or are you two looking at other options.” Y/N looked at Robby for an answer and shrugged his shoulders not knowing what to do.

“I-I guess I’ll schedule one,” Y/N answered quietly, fidgeting with her fingers as she felt her eyes start to well up with tears. It was all overwhelming and with her hormones in overdrive it was much worse.

“Next Monday good for you,” He asked looking at the two through his glasses and they both nodded quickly.

The doctor left the couple standing on their own in the middle of the lobby of the hospital. Robby sighed, raising his arms and wrapping them around her shoulders, as he started to see tears falling from her.

Burying her face in his chest she let out a few sobs, Robby ran comforting hands down her shoulders trying to calm her down but it barely worked. Robby felt like he didn’t know what to do, his girlfriend was pregnant and sobbing and he didn’t even know how to comfort her. How was he going to handle a baby?

Pressing a kiss to her forehead she lifted her head right after that and his heart broke. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were puffy and red.

“Hey it’s going to be alright, we’re going to figure this all out,” Robby tried comforting her while putting his hands on her cheeks and wiping the remaining tear. Y/N smiled at him trying to reassure her but she couldn’t escape her thoughts.

“I think I wanna keep it,” Y/N whispered, her voice hoarse from crying. Robby nodded, supporting her.

“Like I said no matter what I’m gonna stand by you, I’m not gonna abandon you or our child,” Robby promised, then leaning down to plant a kiss on her lips.

She smiled into the kiss but wasn’t aware of someone’s eyes that were on the two of them as they left the hospital. Carmen Diaz was watching the whole interaction confused why Johnny's son was at the hospital, worried as to what happened.

Walking up to the doctor who was talking to the doctor who was talking to the couple.

“Hey Dr. Carpenter what was with two people you were talking with,” Carmen asked as she crossed her arms around her chest.

“Why do you know them,” The doctor asked, wondering why a nurse wanted to know this.

“It’s my boyfriend's son and I’m assuming girlfriend. I just want to make sure they’re okay,” Carmen calmly asked, as her eyes stayed trained on the doctor in front of her.

“Well it turns out that your boyfriend is going to maybe be a grandfather,” The doctor told her and as she was about to unload a lot of questions he was whisked away by another nurse.

Carmen knew she was going to have to tell Johnny about this and she was lucky they were going to the Larussos for dinner that night.

“Something happened at work today,” Carmen spoke as she sat at the table with Johnny next to her and Amanda and Daniel across from them. Yaya was in the living room with Miguel and Sam as they watched t.v. They just finished dinner and that’s when Carmen thought it was best to bring up Robby.

“Someone die again,” Johnny asked, putting his arms around her.

“No,” Carmen says while rolling her eyes. “I saw Robby with his girlfriend,” She blurted out, deciding to rip the bandaid off.

“Is he okay,” Daniel asked as shock was painted all over his face.

Johnny let out a sigh at the mention of his son, he didn’t want to show it but he was really worried about Robby and was concerned to why he was at the hospital.

“He’s not dying is he,” Johnny spoke up.

“No he’s not dying, he wasn’t even there for him,” Carmen explained, confusing the two men and Amanda. “Turns out you’re gonna be a grandfather Johnny,” She says, turning to look at the man, whose face was contorting into confusion.

“Robby's pregnant,” Johnny asked and everyone rolled their eyes at what he said.

“No Johnny his girlfriend is,” Amanda answered, wondering how he got to that answer.

“That makes more sense,” Johnny pointed out.

“We have to talk to him again and try to help him out,” Daniel says, concerned for the two teens who were going through a rough time.

“How he is so dead set on staying with Cobra Kai, so he can win the tournament,” Johnny questioned, he wanted to help his son, especially since he was going to be a dad himself now, but Robby wasn’t going to talk to him or Daniel.

“Maybe you should try talking to the girlfriend,” Amanda voiced her opinion.

“She’s right, they seemed pretty close and I think if Robbys gonna listen to anyone it might be her,” Carmen remarked, making the two men look at each other.

“We have to try Johnny.”

“I know.”

Johnny and Daniel sat in the diner where the girl who’s named they know is Y/N. Daniel remembered when Robby was still with him, and how close the two were. Johnny didn’t know who the girl was but he knew he had help his son so he would have to know who this girl was.

The two men figured out where she worked from Demetri who was concerned for her. Even though they didn’t stay together it didn’t stop him from caring about her. They didn’t tell anyone about the baby not wanting to cause stress to the couple as they were dealing with a lot already.

Johnny was not coming to terms about this. He was just worried about his son even though he was with Cobra Kai, he understood why he was with Cobra Kai. He was in his position where all he wanted to do was win, to get that trophy. Johnny understood that all too well. But he wanted to be a part of his grandchild’s life as he was not there for his sons. Even though he thought he was too young to be a grandfather.

Daniel on the other hand just wanted to make sure Robby was okay along with Y/N. He knows how tough babies are and if they’re going to keep it they’re gonna need some help. He needed to try even harder than before. He knew that Robby was mature for his age but babies were a whole other level. Daniel cared about Robby, and even though he can be a bit hot headed and say things he doesn’t mean, it doesn’t stop him from caring.

“I feel like a stalker here just waiting for this teenage girl,” Daniel says, shaking his head.

“Don’t be such a pansy Larusso, we’re here to help Robby no matter what it takes even if it takes a little intimidation,” Johnny stated.

“I’m not threatening a pregnant teenage girl Johnny,” Daniel says, flabbergasted at what he was just suggesting.

“I’m not gonna hurt her, Larusso just giver a push, not a real one, a metaphorical one,” Johnny reassured him but Daniel didn’t look comforted.

“I don’t want to cause her any more stress than she already has going on, especially since she’s pregnant,” Daniel said with a hind irritation in his voice.

“Okay I won’t come off aggressive,” Johnny said with a gloomy sigh.

“Hey, what can I get you guys,” Y/N said with a smile as she held a tiny notepad. “Oh hey Mr. Larusso,” She greeted as soon as she realized who it was sitting in front of her. She didn’t know who the other man was though.

“Can we talk,” Daniel says with a soft smile, not trying to scare the girl off.

“Uh yeah but make it quick I’m still supposed to be working,” Y/N accepted as she grabbed a chair so she could sit on it.

“They won’t need you, it's practically dead in here,” Johnny spoke, looking around the diner and there was only one other couple in the place beside the workers.

“And you are,” Y/N questioned, raising one of her eyebrows.

“Johnny Lawerence,” He introduced himself.

“Oh I know who you are,” Y/N says, her face sprinkled with annoyance. “I’ve heard a lot about you and it’s nothing good,” She says, crossing her arms across her chest.

“I’m sure you have,” Johnny says with a sarcastic smile.

“Okay we’re not here to fight, we’re here to talk about Robby and we know that you can get through to him,” Daniel explained, interrupting the two not wanting a fight to break out. That was the last thing they needed.

“I’m not going to be your spokesperson if you want to talk to Robby, go ahead and talk to him, you’re both adults. I also cannot make Robby do anything he doesn’t want to do,” Y/N snapped glaring at the two men in front of her.

“Cobra Kai is a dangerous place for him to be at right-,” Daniel started to say but was interrupted by her.

“Oh my god, I do not want to get into this karate drama bullshit. Robby chose to be with Cobra Kai, that’s his choice, I can’t choose what he does,” Y/N angrily says.

“I’m just gonna say we know you’re pregnant and that it’s my son's child that’s why we’re really here,” Johnny blurted out, starting to feel annoyed at where this conversation is going. She turned to him with a surprised expression on her face.

“How’d you know,” Y/N asks quietly, starting to pick at the skin around her nails. It was a terrible habit she has, whenever she's anxious she does this.

“Well you already look pregnant, but you’re already acting like it as well,” Johnny snapped, making her eyes widened.

“Johnny,” Daniel chastises.

“Are you calling me fat,” Y/N questioned as her chest started to fill with anger.

“No, I'm saying you look pregnant,” Johnny says.

“I-I don’t wanna listen to this anymore,” Y/N stammered standing up and putting the chair back.

“Wait please-,” Daniel began to say.

“No I don’t want to listen to the two of you using me to try to get Robby to quit Cobra Kai. I don’t want to be insulted. You just want to be in your grandchild’s life because you weren’t in your own sons, you think that’ll make up for all that so no I’m not gonna try to talk Robby out of anything,” Y/N explained running her hand through her hair. She started to feel a bit dizzy so she rested her hand on the outside of the booth.

“What are you two doing here,” Robby snapped as he walked up to Y/N put his hands on her shoulders to steady her.

“We just came to talk,” Daniel defended himself and Johnny.

“I’ll wait outside for you while you talk to these two bozos,” Y/N muttered, pecking his cheek before exiting the diner. She needed some fresh air to get out of the stressful situation.

“Why are you coming to my girlfriend's work and unloading all of your problems onto her,” Robby huffed while sitting down.

“You don’t know what we were talking about,” Johnny snapped.

“I have a pretty good feeling I do,” Robby muttered.

“Why would you get a girl pregnant, especially in the situation that you’re in now,” Johnny questioned, trying not to come off angry.

“How do you know that,” Robby asked as his eyes widened. Neither of them had told anyone about the baby.

“Carmen,” Johnny answered.

“We just wanted to talk since you are going to be a father. We wanted to make sure you were okay along with Y/N,” Daniel spoke up.

“Well we’re okay so you can go,” Robby swallowed as he started to feel nervous.

“Robby you’re going to be a father, do you know how much of a big step that is,” Johnny asked.

“I do but I’m going to try. Unlike you, I’m not going to give up on Y/N or our child. I’m not gonna quit, I’m going to step up and take responsibility,” Robby snapped while rolling his eyes and Johnny let out a sigh.

“I just want to try and make amends,” Johnny says quietly.

“Then why didn’t you try talking to me sooner, why now, is it because you want to have a redo with a grandchild since you screwed me up so bad,” Robby says with an amused look on his face. “Don’t worry I won’t bring her in this situation because I would never do that to her.”

Before the two could say anything else Robby stood up and marched towards the door exiting the building. Y/N stood leaned against the wall with an anxious look on her face.

“You okay,” Robby softly questioned as he looked her over, it looked like she was about to be sick.

“Did you talk things out with them,” Y/N asked, ignoring his question while looking at the cement she stood on.

“My father’s trying to make amends but I didn’t want to hear any more of the bullshit he was spewing,” Robby answered quietly with an angered expression on his face.

“Are you going to give him a chance or Mr. Larusso,” She asked.

“Not now at least with the tournament coming up,” Robby quickly answered.

“Listen Robby maybe after this tournament you should try to talk it out with him there’s obviously some unresolved problems and I don’t want you to harbor all this hate forever,” Y/N explained as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Maybe.”

“Just promise you’ll think about it.”

“I promise,” Robby murmured with a smile on his face as he kissed the base of her collarbone. She returned the smile as she felt him in the crook of her neck.

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gemini-sensei · 5 months

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Thinking about Yasmine, Moon and Reader who are best friends but they are way too close to just be best friends...

BFFs send lingerie pics to the gc don't they? Or feel each other up in the dressing room? Or make out while smoking weed, right?

#poly yasmoon #poly yasmine and moon #yasmine x chubby reader #yasmine x reader #cobra kai yasmine #moon x reader #moon x chubby reader #cobra kai moon #yasmine smut #moon smut #tw weed #cobra kai #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #cobra kai x plus size reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #gemini sensei

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justauthoring · 2 years

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Shadow of Yourself [8/18]

Prompt: “You’ve changed, Eli. I barely even know who you are right now.”

A/N: we have arrived -- it’s the arm-breaking episode.

Based off of: Cobra Kai 03x04, 03x05 and 03x06 Warnings: some swear words (because tumblr apparently doesn’t like that), bullying, demetri gets his arm broken..., etc. Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x F!Reader

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EVERYTHING’S CHANGED:

“I cannot believe you’re partnered with Yasmine of all people.”

Demetri just laughs, rolling his eyes as he shrugs. His movements are slightly restricted by the very large, very delicate project he’d basically built his entire self for the sake of Yasmine and their project. “Doesn’t bother me,” he reminds you, “she’s the girl of my dreams.”

Rolling your eyes, you step forward, moving to open the cafeteria doors for him–seeing as his hands were full. “Well, it bothers me.” You can’t help the pout that curls onto your lips at your words.

However, when you turn to look at Demetri, he’s since stopped bothering to listen to you. His focus is on Yasmine, who is sitting at a table with Moon, and there’s a huge grin curling onto his lips. “Hey!” Demetri calls out, “you ready to rock…” He places the project piece on the table, taking a seat next to Yasmine, while you take one next to Moon. “Our earth science presentation?”

“I’m ready to go back to a world where we don’t have to talk on a regular basis,” Yasmine scoffs.

Quirking a brow, you tilt your head; “me too.”

“Hey, hey!” Demetri calls out, outweighing your comment to yourself. “My popularity’s on the rise, while yours is steadily declining.” Yasmine tenses at that, sitting up straighter. “But, uh, maybe we can meet in the middle, like a s*xual Venn diagram.”

Moon lets out a giggle, while you scoff (though unable to stop the smile on your lips). But what entertains you more is the disgusted look on Yasmine’s face as he spits out; “ew!”

“So,” Moon says, “what’s under the sheet?”

“I’m glad you asked.”

Demetri moves a stand, pulling off that cloth that had covered his project to reveal a very intricate and detailed Lego model of a volcano system. Your eyes widen as you take it in, every time you look over it you find something new, and honestly, you knew Demetri was smart and skilled in what he loved–you just never thought he’d make something this impressive.

“Behold…” Demetri holds his hands out before him for added effect, “what scientists believe to be the Valley when dinosaurs roamed the Earth.”

“Remind me to get you to help me with my projects,” you comment, turning to Demetri with a laugh. “This is amazing.”

He smiles at you, before turning back to Yasmine. “Go ahead,” he says to her, “press the hadrosaur egg.”

Yasmine hesitates a moment, before slowly reaching forward. The second she presses the button, a series of birds screeching echo across the otherwise silent table that had quieted down in anticipation. Then, the volcano roars, smoke erupting from the top as you let out a laugh in amazement.

“Not bad!” Yasmine grins, the expression on her face completely different then it had been seconds prior. “My parents may not have to pay for my A this time.”

“Oh, your parents will never have to pay for an A again.”

“Okay,” you shake your head, turning to Demetri. “That’s enough of that.”

Moon laughs, making you turn to her as she smiles at Demetri. “Seriously, though, Demetri,” she grins brightly, “this is so cool.”

“Yeah,” you nod, setting your hand on Demetri’s arm as you gesture towards the project. “Seriously. I didn’t know you could make something like this, not to mention intricate.”

“I know,” Demetri says, a little boastful but you feel he deserves it. “This thing is a masterpiece. And, everything is to scale. And at eight-thousand-two-hundred-and-fifty-one individual pieces, this meticulously assembled model represents the exact moment before the asteroid hit–”

Demetri doesn’t get to finish what he’s saying. In the next second, something yellow flashes by, narrowly missing you as you reel back in surprise. It’s a soccer ball and it does, however, smack right into the volcano of Demetri’s project, smashing it into pieces and thus destroying it in a matter of seconds.

When you turn your head in the direction the ball had come, your eyes narrow at the sight of Eli.

“Oh, pfft, I’m sorry, man,” Eli laughs, making his way over to the group of you, his focus entirely on Demetri. “Looks like my ball just got away from me.” One of his friends toss it back to him, him easily catching it as Demetri turns to him, disbelief written clear across his face.

“That took me three weeks to build.”

“Eh, took my ball three seconds to destroy.”

Pushing yourself to a stand, you glare at Eli, lips parting to say something but you find nothing is able to leave your lips. You’re stunned, and after what had happened the last time the two of you spoke, you don’t know what to say. He just meets your eyes, before turning around, heading back over to his friends.

“Do you have another one?” Yasmine asks, panic written clear across her face.

You see Demetri shuffle on his feet, and the look in his eyes gives it away.

“Wait, Demetri, it’s not worth it!” You call, grabbing his arm to pull him to a halt.

He just shakes his head at you, pulling his arm from your grasp with ease and making his way over to Eli–you right on his heels. “Another week, another p*ssing contest.” He snaps, “although I shouldn’t be surprised since you love p*ssing so much.”

Expression hardening, Eli steps directly in front of Demetri; “you landed one kick. You got lucky.”

“Better back off,” Sam calls out, having walked into the cafeteria and seeing all this, she’d promptly made her way over to you and Demetri. And being the way she is, of course she doesn’t hesitate, crossing her arms over her chest as she glares at Eli; “or you won’t be lucky.”

Eli scoffs, lips parting to say something before he pauses, eyes flickering to something past Sam. “Yeah, like you’ll start anything, princess,” he taunts, and your brows furrow at the nickname, lips curling in disgust. “Actually, why don’t you go sleep around with someone new and break his heart?”

That’s all it takes–in the next second, Sam is lunging forward, shoving Eli back directly into his friends.

“What’s going on here, Miss Larusso?”

Your shoulders fall as Counsellor Blatt’s voice echoes across the cafeteria. So that’s what–or rather, who–Eli had been looking at.

“You know our new guidelines against physical contact.” Then, turning to Eli, her face softens. “Did she enter your personal bubble without your verbal consent?”

“Yeah,” Eli nods, curling into himself for the effect of convincing Counsellor Blatt. “She definitely triggered me in my safe space.”

Scoffing, you shake your head.

You can’t believe this.

“What are you talking about? He started by destroying my science project!” Demetri reminds, turning around to gesture at his destroyed Lego model.

“That was an accident!” Eli quickly defends at the look Counsellor Blatt sends him. Then turning to Demetri, he shrugs, “you probably shouldn’t bring your toys to school anyway.”

“I don’t want excuses,” Counsellor Blatt disregards, “I just want you all to respect each other.”

“She’s right , guys.” Right on time, you can’t help but think, turning around to glare at Eli. “We should stop the aggression. Micro and macro.”

“Oh, give me a break,” Sam scoffs.

“Hey,” Counsellor Blatt calls, eyes narrowing at Sam. “Consider this a warning, Miss. Larusso. And get these Legos off the ground, someone could get hurt.”

Stood slightly behind Demetri, you shake your head.

You cannot believe that worked for him.

“For you p*nsies,” Eli calls out, stepping towards Demetri and Sam. “No space is safe.”

He shuffles back, laughing–then, his eyes meet yours briefly, as if remembering you were there, and he falters, just slightly. You just shake your head, swallowing thickly as you move to pull Demetri back.

“Come on, guys. He’s not worth it.”

“These gym shorts pinch in all the wrong places.”

Grinning slightly, Sam shrugs next to you; “come on, have a little school spirit.”

“Oh yeah,” he agrees sarcastically, “go mountain lions!” And then, for added effect, he lets out a light, mocking roar in reaction.

“I personally agree,” you sigh, hugging yourself. “I don’t like them either.”

Sam just shakes her head, finishing tying her shoelaces as she stands up. “You look fine, Y/N. Don’t worry.”

You just smile at her, though it doesn’t reach your eyes, before something catches your eyes. Staring past Sam, you frown when you see Eli and his posse of friends making their way onto the field, shoving anyone and anything out of the way. “Look,” you call, gesturing for Sam and Demetri, and without fault they listen.

By the look on Eli’s face, he clearly thinks he’s all that and more.

It sickens you in a way you can’t rightly explain.

“I wish we could do something about those cretins,” Demetri huffs, shaking his head.

“We can.”

“How?” You question, turning to Sam. “Counselor Blatt will give us detention just for breathing near them.”

Shuffling on her feet, Sam grins; “I don’t see her anywhere, do you?” At that, everyone looks around, and true to her word, Counsellor Blatt is nowhere to be found. “Besides, what’s a soccer game without a little physical contact?”

“I dunno,” you mumble, face scrunching up in concern.

“Come on, Y/N,” Sam argues, shaking her head at you. “They think we’re doormats. Let’s prove ‘em wrong.”

She seems determined, and this pit floods your stomach when you see Demetri smile in agreement.

“I, for one,” you speak up, raising your hand. “Think this is a horrible idea.”

You, for one, were a hundred percent correct.

The gym teacher caught on quickly, which was no surprise to you, and quickly all of you were sent to Counselor Blatt’s office.

Stood outside the door waiting with Sam, Demetri and a few other of your friends, Eli was in there now talking to her, and you feared exactly what lies he was spouting. Counselor Blatt was naïve enough to fall for his tricks back in the cafeteria, you had no doubt he’d be able to convince her of whatever lies he was telling her now.

You knew you should’ve tried to stop Sam and Demetri more–now that the school fight had happened, all the teachers were constantly watching the students. Especially those who had been involved in the fight directly. And given that Eli had already wormed his way onto Counselor Blatt’s good side, this really was a losing game for you and your friends.

The sound of the door opening pulls you from your thoughts and instantly, you straighten out as the first thing you see is Eli. He meets your gaze briefly before shuffling out the door, Counselor Blatt right behind him. She shuts the door behind her, turning to where Cobra Kai is stood; “Caldwell, Johnson, Rickenberger, and,” she shifts, turning around, and your eyes widen when her eyes fall on you directly. “Y/L/N. You four and Eli are free to go.”

Wait, what?

Instantly, your eyes flicker over to Eli—he smiles at you, hope in his gaze and you’re instantly frustrated at the fact that he thought simply getting you out of detention or punishment otherwise would change anything. Narrowing your eyes at him, you scoff at him, just as Demetri calls out; “unbelievable.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Sam cries, “what about us?”

“The rest of you will be receiving rehabilitative, not punitive, Saturday detention.”

“Detention?” Demetri calls out in disbelief, “oh, great, there goes another blemish on my permanent record.”

“This is bullsh*t!” Sam practically yells, causing you to wince in response.

“Miss Larusso! That is not how we express ourselves here. I think you need two weekends of rehabilitative detention.”

Gasping, Sam falters on the spot, before she’s raising her hand, slamming it on the locker next to her. “This school sucks!” And then, before anyone else can get a word in edgewise, she’s stomping off in anger.

Eyes flickering from the way Sam went and back to Counselor Blatt, Demetri hesitates; “I-I don’t know her that well.”

Counselor Blatt just quirks a brow, and with a sigh, Demetri turns, walking off with a simple wave your way as the other two follow him. You hesitate on the spot, turning to Counselor Blatt. “I-I don’t understand, Counselor Blatt,” you mumble, fiddling with your hands as you shake your head at her. “Why did I not get detention like them?”

Smiling, Counselor Blatt shakes her head; “Eli spoke of your reluctance to violence. He told me how you tried to get your friends to stop attacking Eli and his. Actions like that deserve rewards, Miss Y/L/N, not punishment.” Then, pausing, she falters; “though, your friends a-aren’t receiving punishment either. Just… rehabilitative detention.”

Nodding, you just sigh, letting her walk off as you stare in the direction Sam and Demetri had gone, and then the direction Eli had.

It takes you a split second to make your decision, before you’re moving, rushing down the hallway, and then turning, heading spinning around to find sight of who you’re looking for. You reach the main entrance of the school, and hear familiar laughter, head spinning around behind you, instantly catching sight of a familiar red.

Stalking forward, you shake your head; “did you think I’d be grateful?”

Eli pauses at the sound of your voice, eyes flickering to you before back to his friends. “I’ll catch up with you guys later, okay?” He offers, voice low as they nod, sending one final look at you, to which you glare back, before heading off, leaving you and Eli alone.

Crossing your arms over your chest, you raise a brow at Eli, waiting for him to speak.

“I just told the truth,” he shrugs, “that’s all.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes. “If you told the truth, then you and your friends would’ve gotten detention too.”

“Hey, they attacked us first,” Eli smirks.

“After you broke Demetri’s science project in the cafeteria!” You argue, shaking your head in bafflement. “How can you think you’re in the right here?”

“Because,” Eli hisses, narrowing his eyes at you. “They deserve it.”

“They’re my friends,” you remind, holding your hands out before you, “shouldn’t I deserve it too?”

“No,” he says with ease, without hesitation. “Not you.”

Snarling, you step back from him. “I told you I was done, to leave me alone. Why can’t you just do that?”

“Because you also said you liked me,” he reminds, “and I’m determined to make you remember why.”

Huffing, you let out a short laugh; “you’re doing a great job at it.”

And with that, you turn, moving to walk off–you miss the way Eli’s face hardens, jaw tensing as his eyes narrow in anger. But even if you had seen it, you wouldn’t have cared.

Not outwardly, anyway.

“Just for the record, I really don’t think this is a good idea.”

“They have to pay,” Sam argues, shaking her head at you, “they can’t just think they can walk all over us.”

“Yeah, but now that your mom found out we were training again, she hasn’t let us.” You remind, grabbing Sam by the arm to pull her back before she enters the arcade. “We aren’t as trained as them. We don’t even have a sensei anymore!” Meeting her gaze, you practically plead; “I think we should just stop and think about this for a minute.”

She scoffs, eyes narrowing darkly (a look Sam has never regarded you with), as she scoffs. “You just don’t want your boyfriend getting hurt.”

Reeling back at her words, shock floods you. Your hand leaves her arm, pulling back at first from the bafflement before hovering in front of you as hurt floods your gaze. “I already told you I had nothing to do with Eli getting me out of detention,” you shake your head, “I even tried to get Counselor Blatt to give me detention.”

Rolling her eyes, Sam just scoffs at you, turning around. “Whatever, Y/N.”

Lips left parted in disbelief, you pull your arm back to yourself, hugging yourself slightly. You don’t know what to do, in that moment it feels like you can’t even move—stuck in the middle of the arcade as Sam’s words repeat like a mantra inside of your head.

“It’s okay, Y/N,” Demetri calls out, placing his hand on your shoulder as you turn to look at him. “We all know you’re with us.” Offering you a small smile, you meet his eyes, before glancing at the rest, they all smile at you too, nodding and some of the hurt fades as you nod.

Sam was just upset—everyone was but you know she was also struggling. She hasn’t really told you and anytime you’ve tried to talk to her, she’s adamantly avoided the subject. But you can tell. She isn’t herself and that’s making her act out.

There was no point dwelling on it. At least not now.

Following closely behind Demetri, you all come to a stop when you meet up with Chris.

“Where are they?” Sam asks without hesitation.

“They snuck into the old laser tag place,” he explains.

“How many?”

“Four of them.”

“Five of us,” Sam nods, “I like our odds.”

“I gotta say, Sam,” Demetri says, meeting your gaze as reference back to your own reluctance, “are you sure we should be doing this?”

You hope, just briefly, that maybe she’ll listen to reason–if not from you, at least Demetri.

But, all she does is smile, shrugging; “we’re not on school property. This is our chance to fight back.”

It breaks out into a full fledged fight.

Exactly like you’d expected it to.

The second the five of you walk into the old laser tag area, it isn’t hard to spot them. When you walk in, the first one you see is, no surprise, Eli. He promptly avoids your gaze, settling it on Demetri instead as everyone instantly races at one another.

You lose sight of Eli almost immediately, and it’s like he’s purposefully trying to avoid you. Normally, it was the other way around, but you wanted to keep an eye on him and Demetri–make sure he didn’t go after him. While Demetri may have won the last fight, that didn’t mean he’d win this one.

But you couldn’t find him. It was hard enough to see in the dark already, even more so when bodies blended in together and you were dodging hit after hit.

Though, it was, nonetheless, to your advantage. Sam was right, having even just one more person helped sway the fight, especially when you guys hadn’t been able to train as often or as frequently as Eli and the rest of Cobra Kai.

At least, that was the case until Tory and more of Cobra Kai came in.

The advantage was lost within seconds.

“Sam Larusso.”

And instantly, you know your bad feeling was rightly placed.

“Where are you, b*tch?”

Dodging a hit, you duck under, glancing behind you to where Sam was only to see this look of fear across her face. Your eyes widen as you watch her shuffle back, everything that’s going on around her fading to the back of her mind as Tory calls out for her. It’s obvious she’s scared of her, and given what had happened to her, you don’t blame Sam–but this… this was exactly what you feared would happen.

Sam was one of, if not you’re strongest fighters. Without her there was no chance, even less so now that it was Miyagi-Do that was outmatched.

Turning to her, you reach out for her; “Sam–!”

You feel a punch hit you directly in the cheek, a groan of pain leaving your lips as you stumble back, losing your footing as you go crashing to the ground. Your vision blurs for a moment, feeling blood pour from his mouth, as your head lolls. You’re on your back, but slowly you flip yourself around, until you’re on your stomach, trying to push yourself up to your feet.

It’s then you see–Eli and Demetri. They’re fighting, but it’s clear whose winning. In a split second, the battle ends up in Cobra Kia’s favour and it’s no different for Demetri. Your eyes widen, panic striking you deep as you watch Eli kick Demetri to the ground, before grabbing him by the arm and pinning him on his stomach by bending it backwards.

Pushing yourself up to your feet without a second of hesitation, desperate to help Demetri, you make it two steps before a pair of arms circle around you. They grab at your arms, holding you back and in place as you fight to break out of the strong grip. When you turn your head enough, you realize it’s the same boy from before–the one who’d tried to hurt you during the school fight. He has a smirk across his face as his grip tightens, turning painful.

“No!”

Head snapping back to Eli and Demetri, your heart falls to the pit of your stomach.

But none of that matters.

“Please, stop!”

Not when you hear Demetri begging for mercy.

“Eli, stop!”

Not when you see Eli holding Demetri’s arm back, seconds away from breaking it.

“Stop!”

He wouldn’t… he wouldn’t actually break his…

“It’s me,” Demetri cries, desperate, pleading, “don’t do it, no!”

“Eli!” You scream, the words leaving your lips before it even registers in your mind. You’re screaming words you don’t even realize, panic striking you so deep that you feel like you can’t breathe. “Please, don’t! Eli!”

But he isn’t looking at you. He isn’t paying attention to you.

“Finish him!” Tory taunts, “he deserves it!”

“Do it, Hawk!”

“No, no,” Demetri pleads, “I’ll go! I’ll go!”

“He’s not a freak.”

All eyes turn to you as you speak, standing there with your arms crossed and a nasty glare on your face.

“And he isn’t ugly either.”

The boy, the one who’d been bullying Eli and Demetri (specifically Eli) two seconds ago, turns to you, scoffing. “You’re telling me you can actually look at his face without being disgusted?” He gestures to Eli, who stares back uncomfortably, hand hovering in front of his lips, “I mean.., look at him.”

“Yeah, I can,” you shrug, “you just can’t because you’re a jerk. Nothing but a bully”

The boy's eyes narrow, offended by what you’d said, moving to step towards you.

“Just what is happening here?”

The sound a voice calling out to him halts him and both your heads snap over to see who it is. It’s a teacher, his face narrowed in suspicion as he steps towards you both, hands on his hips.

You don’t hesitate to speak;

“Jason was bullying Eli, Mr. Anderson. I was just telling him to stop.”

The words leave your lips with ease, just as Jason’s eyes widen.

Mr. Anderson turns to Jason, brow raised; “is that true, Jason?”

“I-I–”

Mr. Anderson just sighs, shaking his head—the answer is clear. “Come with me to the principal’s office, now.”

He glares at you as he walks by, but you just shake your head, staring at him with a blank expression, waiting for him to walk off before you let yourself relax. Hands falling by your side, you make your way over to the table Eli and Demetri are sitting at, smiling softly.

“Sorry about him, he’s just a bully,” you shake your head, grinning at the both of them. “And you shouldn’t listen to him.”

The two just stare at you in disbelief.

Shaking your head at their reactions, you laugh; “what, have you never had a girl talk to you before?”

Glancing at each other, Demetri nods; “actually, yes.”

You let out a giggle, “well, I’m Y/N.” You smile brightly, teasingly introducing yourself, eyes twinkling with warmth as you let your gaze flicker from Demetri, over to Eli. “I’ve actually been meaning to introduce myself for a bit… I’m new and I don’t really have any friends, so…”

Lips parting, Eli gestures to him and Demetri; “and you want to be friends with us?”

“Yeah,” Demetri nods, “you do realize we’re losers, right?”

Shrugging, you just grin; “I’d rather be friends with losers than bully’s.”

Turning to look at each other, Eli and Demetri smile in disbelief.

“Eli, please!”

In the next second, the sound of bones cracking echo.

Demetri wails in pain, and then the arms around you leave, dropping you to your knees with a thud. A sob wretches past your lips as you hug yourself, staring at Demetri as he curls into himself, screaming in pain.

You can’t… you can’t believe he actually…

That Eli would…

Pushing yourself to your feet, you sway on your feet, stumbling forward as you move towards Demetri. He barely registers you’re there, and as you kneel next to him, your hands are held out towards you, unsure how to help. The sight of his arm is one you can’t bare to look at and his screams of pain pierce your heart, making your vision blur even more as the tears continue to stream down your cheeks.

You see a shadow out of the corner of your eye, and turning, you see that Eli still hasn’t left like the rest of his friends.

His gaze is on Demetri, but when he feels you staring at him, he turns to look at you.

You don’t see the look in his eyes, the look of regret, however small, that remains in his eyes–you don’t care either.

You… He broke Demetri’s arm…

Hurt Demetri…

This was far beyond attacking him in the mall or the school, this was more than just bullying him and destroying his things–this… this was terrifying.

This was something you’d never thought Eli would be possible if doing. Something, no matter how much he changed, you never would’ve even thought he’d do.

And for him to do it, it made you think that maybe Eli really was gone.

Hugging yourself tightly, you watching as Mrs. Larusso hugs Sam, comforting her as she breaks down.

Demetri was currently being looked at by a doctor right now. You’d gone to the hospital to be checked out briefly as well, but of course, compared to Demetri–your injuries were nothing.

And now you were left waiting. It felt wrong to leave without being able to check in on Demetri first and honestly, you didn’t know where to go. You were scared to move from the spot, scared to even speak—you could feel yourself shaking, getting lost in your own thoughts as you sat there.

“Y/N.”

Freezing at the sound of your mother’s voice, you hesitate to glance at her. You’d known the hospital had called her, you just hadn’t thought, or rather it hadn’t occurred to you, that she’d come here herself.

You can only imagine how angry she is, how disappointed she must be in you…

Footsteps growing nearer, your mother doesn’t stop until she’s directly in front of you.

You expect to hear yelling, or at least scolding of some kind. But instead, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you, pulling you against warmth as your eyes widen in disbelief, freezing in your mothers arms, staring past her. Her hand moves to cradle the back of your head, holding you close, as then, slowly, you feel your resolve fade and the tears flood all over again.

In that moment, it doesn’t matter. Not her neglect, not how angry you’d been at her, not how lonely you were without her. All that mattered was that she was here, holding you and right now, that was all you needed.

“Mom,” you cry, voice breaking as you grab onto her, practically clinging onto her. “He… Eli broke Demetri’s arm…”

“I know, baby, I know,” he soothes, running her hand through your hair as she hugs you tighter.

“I couldn’t do anything to stop him!” You sob, “I… I couldn’t do anything!”

“Shh, it’s okay, Y/N. It’s not your fault.”

Shaking your head, you just cry, “why would Eli… why would he do that, mom? Why?”

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” she pulls back, moving to cup your cheeks as she gently brushes away your tears. “I don’t know what’s happening. Y/N. I… I need you to tell me. Then, I can help you, okay?” Shaking your head, she just nods, meeting your eyes; “I promise you.”

Lips parting, you hesitate.

“I want to be there for you, Y/N,” she whispers, “but I need you to let me.”

Nodding slowly, you let out a heavy exhale, hands shaking as you move to hold them in front of you. “Okay,” you ease out, moving to meet her gaze. “Okay, mom.”

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