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80s4life · 2 years

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Johnny Lawrence With An Egocentric Reader Headcanon

Word Count: 666 (oh shit, we’re summoning a devil)

Status: Requested!

Ask: im sorry that youre going through hard times ;( idk if its easier for you to write headcanons or drabbles but do what makes you feel comfortable. also, didnt ask you if you write for johnny lawrence, but if thats not the im sorry to bother! i wanted to ask you some hc or drabble, its same for me, of johnny x egocentric reader? sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, english is not my native language

@: a cute bilingual anon! (so talented by the way, I have trouble speaking any other language)

Fandom: Karate Kid Series - Cobra Kai

Relationship: Johnny Lawrence x Egocentric!Reader

Warnings: strong language, fluff

Key: All of Johnny’s words are bolded, while Reader’s is left in italics!

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{gifs are not mine, credits go to @kyrixxx & @filmgifs & @ewan-mcgregor}

So hot, I’m frothing at the mouth

Young Johnny Lawrence:

You met at school, well, he saw you at school, you were too busy fighting the girls and their normal antics.

You were playing soccer with others while Johnny was too busy trying to catch the eyes of various other females as he stripped his shirt.

He tried to find every chance to get to you, and it wasn’t until he purposely slammed right into you with the claim of not seeing you while going to catch a football, did he finally accomplish his goal.

Knocking you to the ground, you easily got pissed and to his dismay, called him out on his bullshit:

“You did that on purpose, you Ass!”

“I didn’t do anything! It was a simple mistake, here let me help you up?”

“No, I got it myself, and stay the hell out of my way!”

From that day on, he was hooked. He didn’t know if it was your dominance and strength or your cutting edge demeanor; either way, he wanted you. BAD.

It was his duty to keep up on this game of cat and mouse, and each time, the blame was pinned on him (rightfully so) and turned away.

“Watch where you’re going!”

“Go torture someone else who’s more into you.”

“Leave me alone!”

It didn’t seem to matter what you did, he would always come back with these huge puppy dog eyes and a grin that could cut glass.

Maybe that’s what made you start to give into his charms?

When you finally allow him into your life, take you on dates and such, he often tries to pester you just to get you fired up. He thinks it’s hot, you think it’s utterly annoying and misleading.

“You’re trying too hard, Lawrence.”

“You’re pushing on the line of clingy.”

“Can I take a breather?”

Either way, you guys soon find a dynamic. Although you may seem self-centered and cruel to most, Johnny knows it’s just a perk that comes with the territory.

Whether this behavior was learned at home or by the way the world works, Johnny loves it and basically basks in it. It makes you tough, and like Sensei Kreese taught him, that’s what you need to survive; a skill Johnny has yet to master.

Older Johnny Lawrence:

As Johnny had aged, he learned the skill of having to fend for one’s self before tending to anyone else. This asset had instantly peaked his interest upon meeting you.

You, getting the job rather easily, tended to the children in the Cobra Kai dojo when class was in session, helping to guide and help instruct every motion the senseis provided.

Like younger Johnny, older version of him also found this very endearing and headstrong, allowing him to feel safe and comfortable around you, knowing you could handle yourself in most situations.

Yes, being egocentric is very selfish or self-regarding, but it works in his world. In a world where John Kreese and Terry Silver reside in, hell, even Daniel Larusso.

However, catch Johnny on a bad day, and that’s his favorite topic to target:

“You always so damn full of yourself?”

“Only when it means warding off self-centered pricks like you. You have stereotypes written all over your forehead!”

“You’re one to talk!”

“Like you have much to say in defense?”

In light of the topic, you’re both egocentric but don’t like to admit it (much to our dismay)

Besides your personalities constantly crashing, they also mesh well, having similar attributes that make you work.

ESPECIALLY when it comes to going head-to-head with Kreese and Silver.

Johnny loves to step back and watch you fire on them, knowing that in the end, you’re seeking comfort for yourself of all things. You don’t let them corrupt you, which keeps making them come back, but Johnny knows where you stand.

You’re loyal, and he couldn’t ask for anything better than a Bad Bitch like you.

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happy74827 · 26 days

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He’s Got The Fire

[Johnny Lawrence x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: To your surprise, Johnny shows up at your window unannounced, but it doesn’t take long to realize it’s not for kicks {GIF Creds: pilvimarja}.

WC: 2076

Category: Slight Hurt/Comfort, Slight Fluff

Honestly, I’m surprised I haven’t started writing this franchise earlier given how it’s about equal with my love for BTTF

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The sun had already gone down a while ago, the air was crisp, and the sky was starry. It was the perfect evening to watch the moon rise. The wind carried a chill, and the trees were almost bare, swaying in the breeze.

With a sigh, you closed the book you had been reading and stretched your legs, looking out the window of your room. By now, everyone had been asleep for a few hours, and you worked on upcoming assignments to pass the time. But when you had gotten to your last one, you just couldn't be bothered anymore, so you set it aside.

The quietness was nice, and the light from the moon cast a blue-ish glow on everything around you. You were so calm, but there was still something that had you feeling off.

Johnny.

He was never around much lately. It wasn't surprising, but it was disheartening. Ever since that championship loss a while back, he had been training even harder, and when he wasn't training, he was out doing god-knows-what.

You understood how important Cobra Kai was to him, but the fact that he was putting everything else on the back burner really had you worried. He had a tendency to go down the wrong path and not think about the consequences until after the fact. You hoped that wasn't what was happening this time.

Pulling your knees up, you rested your head on them and looked out at the night. There was a full moon, and you wondered if Johnny had noticed. He used to love taking walks at night just to see the moon and look up at the stars.

He had changed so much since then. That fire inside of him burned so brightly that sometimes you wondered if it would burn him, too.

Sitting like that for a while, you lost track of time. It was easy to get distracted and drift away from reality when your mind wandered. It was something you were trying to work on, and you were actually doing pretty well.

Until you heard a pang on your window.

Sitting up, you looked around, wondering if a bird had flown into it, but you saw nothing. Your mind immediately went to a branch falling or something like that, and you were ready to dismiss the strange noise and go back to daydreaming.

But the pang came again, and your heart leaped in your throat. You stood and cautiously moved toward the window. At the same time, a face popped up from below, and you shrieked.

He motioned for you to open the window, along with attempts to hush you. It was a very frantic gesture, and you felt your heart rate rise. You quickly opened the window and stuck your head out.

"Johnny?!" You whispered-yelled, and he was pulling himself up. "What are you doing?"

"Shhh!" He held a finger to his lips and looked behind him, and your eyebrows furrowed.

"Johnny-"

"Do you want the whole neighborhood to know I'm here? Let me in!"

You stared at him for a moment longer before helping him through the window. It didn’t go as smoothly as one would expect, like the movies, but he managed to tumble in. You stood there, arms folded, as he dusted himself off.

You haven’t seen him in so long, and the day you choose to miss him, he shows up out of nowhere. You would’ve called yourself psychic if it weren’t for the fact that Johnny always did the unexpected.

He looked… good, to say the least. The red jacket still fit him perfectly; his blonde hair was combed and fluffy, and his eyes were still focused and alert, even if his body language seemed a little sluggish.

To be honest, Johnny was the most beautiful person you had ever laid eyes on. His sharp jawline, his toned muscles, and that cocky smile of his. The way his eyes crinkled when he laughed and the way he always looked at you like you were the only girl in the world.

For a while, you didn’t understand why he chose to pursue you, of all people. He could have anyone he wanted. You weren't exactly a social butterfly, and you always got nervous and shy in the presence of others.

Johnny was the opposite of you. He was outgoing, and his charisma attracted everyone to him. And the way his voice was so smooth and deep. He could be the most annoying person on the planet, but when he said your name, you would melt.

So when he asked you out, you thought it was some sort of joke. I mean, he was the hottest guy in school. And you were just… you.

But then you realized there was more to him than just the bad boy exterior. He had a sensitive side, and his vulnerability was endearing. His family was… well, a lot. His mom was nice, but she had her fair share of issues, and his stepfather was a piece of work.

It only took one date to realize the Johnny you were accustomed to wasn’t the real him. The real him was like you… except he could kick ass and had some pent-up anger issues.

And yet, here you were.

"Johnny-" You began, but he stepped toward you and wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on the top of your head. You stood stiffly, arms at your sides.

"God, I've missed you."

That was the last thing you expected him to say. You felt your face heat up, your chest warm up, and your shoulders slumped. You melted into his embrace, wrapping your arms around him.

"I've missed you too."

You could feel him grin against the top of your head, and he squeezed you a little tighter. He was so warm, and it made you forget the fact that he was literally climbing through your window at almost midnight.

After a minute or so, he pulled away and held your face in his hands. You were looking into those piercing blue eyes, and you could feel butterflies in your stomach.

"Why are you here?" You asked, your voice a little above a whisper.

He hesitated, and that was the moment you knew something was wrong. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I, uh… I needed to see you."

You raised an eyebrow, but you didn't say anything. You were waiting for him to elaborate, but when he didn't, you sighed and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the bed. You sat on the edge, and he followed.

"Johnny," You said, turning toward him and placing a hand on his knee. "Talk to me. What's going on?"

"Nothing, I just… wanted to see you."

You didn't say anything. You knew better than that. So you waited.

"Okay, okay," He sighed. "Look, I'm not gonna lie to you, but I can’t tell you why."

"That's reassuring."

"It's just… things are… well, I just needed to get away. It's nothing, I'm fine, don't worry."

You were silent. You didn't really know what to say. There was so much going on, and it was hard for you to believe him when he told you not to worry.

"Is it… Is it Sid? Your mom?"

"Just…” He shook his head and stood, rubbing the back of his neck. He started pacing, and that was when you knew he was really upset. “Just drop it, alright? Everything's fine."

“You ignored me for the past two weeks, Johnny. Something is wrong."

He stopped and glared at you, and you froze. You were taken aback by the expression on his face. He seemed frustrated and almost angry.

The look… you knew it wasn’t directed at you, but you couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. He was always so hot-headed and stubborn, and when his mood shifted, you had a hard time knowing what to do.

He seemed to realize his expression and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck with a sigh.

"Sorry, God, I'm sorry, it's not you. I'm just-" He sighed and plopped back down on the bed next to you, running his hands over his face. "I'm a fucking mess, okay? Just forget I came."

It was weird how, in certain situations, you could completely shift into a different person. You’ve seen it in movies and TV, and it was a cliche. You didn’t think it would ever happen to you.

And yet, the second you heard the words come out of his mouth, you were hit with an overwhelming urge to turn his head towards yours, grab his face in your hands, and kiss him.

So you did.

You couldn’t really tell him why you did it. It just felt like the right thing to do, and it was an impulse. You figured it was the best way to let him know that you were here and he wasn’t alone.

The second your lips met, he was leaning into you, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer. You could feel the passion and desperation behind the kiss, and it took you a moment to match his energy.

He was rough and intense, and he pulled away after a few moments, moving to your neck. You gasped and gripped the collar of his jacket, feeling the heat of his lips on your skin.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, they say. And it was true. You had missed him more than you had thought. You had almost forgotten how much of a force he was to be reckoned with.

You let out a shaky breath, trying to form words, but failing. Instead, you tugged on his jacket and pulled him towards you, hoping he would get the message.

And he did.

His lips found yours again, and he was pushing you back, holding himself above you with one hand. His other was moving up your shirt, his fingers grazing your stomach, causing goosebumps to rise.

Your breath hitched in your throat as his fingers danced across your ribs. His lips were rough, but they moved with such grace and delicacy it was hard to keep up.

He pulled away for a moment, and you looked up at him, catching your breath. His blonde hair was messy, and his eyes were a little hooded. He looked like a mess, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care.

You reached up and brushed his hair back, giving him a soft smile.

“Is that…” His eyes peered away from you, and you raised an eyebrow. "Do you still have that damn elephant?"

Your eyes followed his, and you spotted the elephant in question. It was a gift Johnny had given you back when things were different. Come to think of it, you weren’t even sure you were together at that point.

"Why wouldn't I?" You asked, and he chuckled. “Ozzy's special."

"You named it? What are you, ten?"

You swatted his arm, and he laughed again. His eyes found yours, and you couldn’t help but smile at him. It felt like old times.

"Don't make fun of him. You gave him to me."

"Yeah, whatever," He rolled his eyes, but his smile remained. "Can't believe you kept him."

"I keep a lot of stuff, Johnny. Especially when they're meaningful."

He was silent for a moment, his eyes still focused on you. The moonlight was shining through the window and casting a shadow on his face.

"I keep a lot of things, too."

Before you could say anything, he was leaning down and kissing you again. You could tell this one was different, more meaningful, like he was pouring his heart and soul into the kiss.

And he was.

He wanted you to know how he felt about you without actually saying it. And although you weren’t really sure what was going on, you had a feeling this was what it was.

The fire inside of him was burning again, but finally, after so long, he realized that he needed to take a breather every now and then. Add some water to the flames.

It was a delicate balance. And although he may be bad at showing his feelings, talking about them, or acknowledging them, you were there to make sure he didn't lose himself in the heat.

And maybe, just maybe, the flame was a little more subdued, and the burn a little less harsh.

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gjdraws · 2 years

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Please consider californian sea snake/mer Johnny Lawrence:

And a bonus comic from a larger, forever wip AU (more rambling in tags):

And double bonus teen lawrusso mer/snake AU:

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zappedbyzabka · 9 months

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#Blond honey indeed #I NEED him to get his face cradled as he’s told what a beautiful boy he is #Then I need his knees to his chest.#I see you in your lil leather gloves and jacket babygirl #That hat is uh. something for sure lol #Kind of a slay on him though ngl #Also had no idea my fave pictures of him were from the Crossroads premiere #Wonder what Ralph thought about Billy coming to support him looking like THAT #I’m assuming Ralph was there since it’s his movie #Prob not since there are no photos of them but I need it to be true so #I can just imagine Ralph talking to different people. doing whatever you do at a premeire. then Billy walking up to him all starry eyed #and smiley. probably gushing about Ralph to his face #dang it zacchio #william zabka #But also. Eugene (crossroads) x Chas in his groupie phase #or scott

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oceluna · 2 years

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#Cobra Kai #cobra kai season 5 #cobra kai spoilers #ck s5 spoilers #ck spoilers #if this is rock bottom why sexy?#seriously can you imagine if they met in these states?#lawrusso #daniel x johnny #ship: daniel x johnny II 'you like speedwagon'?#daniel larusso #johnny lawrence #ralph macchio #william zabka #billy zabka #ocelunagifs #ocelunaedit

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pinazee · 2 years

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It is a little funny to me that johnny’s the asshole but daniel is the one with a bunch of enemies

#where are johnnys enemies?#wheres johnnys chozen?#i cant imagine daniel is the only person he tormented in high school #your telling me johnny was cool with everyone but him?#cobra kai #daniel larusso #johnny lawrence #billy zabka #william zabka #ralph macchio #daniel is absolutely lovable #theyre just threatened by his adorableness

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hyuuga-eyes · 2 years

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I see many posts of Robby's fans saying how Johnny is an asshole for abondoning him, and I completely agree with it.

However, something that bothers me a lot is how some Robby's fans overeact about it and want us to hate Johnny, when his character is moreover 40 years old in the Karate Kid fanbase. I grew up watching his rivality with Daniel, and even though he was the bully in the movie, we all end up supporting him in the end when he lost the fight and gave the troffy to Daniel, saying he was all right. He was actually crying in this scene, it was so cute and touching. Not to mention when Kreese tried to kill him in the begning of the third movie, at this point we all saw who was the real evil guy, and it wasn't Johnny.

Obviusly, all that parenting issues is important especially for a serious discussion, and this post is not even an attack against Robby's fanbase. But it bothers me how Johnny's tag is full of hate, and I'm not going to be against a character who has been in my life for 20 years to support another one who is baraly new in the fandom.

Sorry.

#cobra kai #johnny lawrence #robby keene #billy zabka #tanner buchanan #karate kid #tkk #don't get me wrong I'm glad how Robby character is popular #but you guys don't understand how this show is a dream coming true to some ogs fans #me and I'm brother always thought Johnny was misunderstood #and my brother is almost 30 now imagine that

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rosesradio · 2 years

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oh and billy would have so hopped on the chance to be in kk3 (i think he was actually on the set at one point according to a post i saw a while ago), and i think the cast should have negotiated to not do kk3 unless billy played a considerable role

#i mean i imagine they were contractually obligated and that's why ralph looks seconds away from hopping in the devil's cauldron in any scene #but i digress #don't get me wrong kk2 was great (both the little part with johnny and the rest without)#but you can't deny any part he has to play makes that franchise's content 10x better #billy zabka #kk3

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bubblegumflavor · 5 months

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The concept that there is no height difference between Johnny and Daniel in Cobra Kai is so odd to me XD I don't know if Ralph grew an inch since the Karate Kid but William Zabka is still taller.

(just imagine Billy not leaning over on the right)

They try a lot in CK to make Daniel look about the same height as Johnny but I never understand why because their height difference is and always will be my most favorite thing in the universe.

It wasn't only there when they were young, it is always there and I will never stop adoring everything about it.

<3 :'3

#lawrusso #zacchio #a height difference appreciation post #william zabka #ralph macchio #the karate kid #cobra kai

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abracazabka · 6 months

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Because Billy Zabka is from New York and his accent is very very obvious in the first movie (especially in the deleted scenes), I think it'd be very fun to imagine a hockey au where Johnny plays for the Rangers and Daniel plays for the Devils and they have such a severe rivalry that they can't go any game without fighting each other.

But then Johnny ends up getting traded to the Devils after a bit of a sketchy trade and it is absolute chaos in the Prudential Center.

HI HAHAHA THIS TOOK ME FOREVER TO ANSWER SORRY SIFIEIFIF ... Mostly cuz I don't know anything about hockey, BUT:

I googled the territories and the VERY STRONG rivalry between the Devils and the Rangers. And honing in on this between Johnny and Daniel? HEHEHE I AM OBSESSED!

I have read a couple hockey aus, and even an ice dancer/hockey player au, so they are out there if you haven't read them!! Unfortunately I can't specifically recall titles or authors :/

Also since, as you can tell, I am not a sports person, I googled the teams' uniforms ... and I find it veeeery interesting that, from what I can tell, Daniel is in the red uniform at first while Johnny's in blue. Sort of a switcheroo from their usual color symbolism in Cobra Kai haha.

Not to mention that Daniel's a "Devil" like HAHAHA oh man I can only imagine the shitty corny insults Johnny comes up with. But then Johnny gets TRADED? lol sucks to be you, man (actually no it doesn't, get ready to be hit not with just pucks and sticks and competitive bodies, but the GAYLOVE BEAM as well)

Also imagining the coverage of this is hilarious. "Well, if Lawrence and LaRusso would stop making eyes at each other and undergoing intricate rituals to touch each other's skin, maybe we'd fucking get somewhere in this match!"

Also!! In the movie, Ali is a karate fan! She knows things about karate! She knows how the tournament works! She's watched it! She's engaged! So I can only imagine she's a hockey fan too. And she sees right through these two's idiocy mwahaha. Also, Susan is some kind of hockey player too and they're in lesbians with each other, I'm obsessed with this too.

HEY BOYS IF YOU COULD TAKE AFTER THE GIRLS THAT WOULD BE GREAT. PLEASE NO MORE KNOCKING TEETH OUT. JUST KISS FFS

lmfao I'm sure I did not answer this adequately but given my lack of expertise, I think I did...my best. LOL. thank you anon for the lawrusso delusions <3

#lawrusso #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #alisusan #ali mills #susan karate kid #lawrusso hockey au #asks #long post #cobra kai #karate kid

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hanniballover67 · 10 months

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Billy Zabka plays touch-starved so well!

I imagine the pretty noises he makes as his partner bites him all over before swallowing him down, gently pressing a finger in to him up to the second knuckle and the way he’ll maintain eye-contact as he shudders & comes undone!

#william zabka #billy zabka #Billy Zabka should be my consenting fucktoy #I’d love him so well!

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booksonablog · 4 years

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Self-Defense Johnny Lawrence Imagine Part 3 (Final Part)

Summary: In hopes to cheer you up and further your self-defense skills, your boyfriend turns into your sensei. You later show how well you’ve been learning.

Author’s Note: (Some sexually suggestive language) Hi guys! Hope you enjoy this final part!

Today was the first day of your karate lessons with - Sensei Lawrence, you smiled to yourself. He had you stop by the dojo two hours before his class started so the two of you had enough time to practice.

You walked in the dojo, the door sounding your arrival. You took your shoes off before stepping onto the mat.

“You ready princess?” You looked up to see Johnny's mischievous smirk. You smiled, the two of you meeting each other in the middle of the mat.

“How come I don’t get a robe?” You teased. Sometimes you just liked to get under his skin.

“It’s not a robe.” He glared, knowing damn well you knew the proper term.

“Sorry Sensei.” You said with a soft voice and a devilish smirk. A soft chuckle escaped him.

***

“Cobra strike is composed of two parts - the lunge, which requires you to use the whole body-” You watched as Johnny held his fists in front of the dummy. “And the bite,” He punched the mannequin. “Which is everything that happens after you make contact, alright?” You nodded your head.

“You don’t stop here where the knuckle hits the bone - you punch through the bone like the guy you really want to hit is standing right behind this asshole.” He gestured to the empty space behind the dummy.

You were glad he turned to focus his attention on the rubber mannequin because you had to bite your lip from laughing. Johnny Lawrence held the reputation of a serious man, a man you wouldn’t want to be tangled with, a badass. But it was the way he spoke that tickled you.

“Strike here - you bloody his nose, strike here - you break his teeth-” He motioned each move on the dummy. “Strike here - you could severely damage his trachea…” You gulped, eyes wide. He took note of your reaction.

“Obviously that's only for extreme situations.”

***

“Ow! Johnny!” You said, hand clenching your ribs. “You’re enjoying this a little too much.” You whined. The two of you had been going at it for an hour. You were getting a hang of the moves but he was moving too fast for you to block his strikes.

“Babe, I’m not trying to hurt you, you’re not focused. C’mon, clear your head, think of why you want to fight. Think of all those assholes you have to deal with at the bar.”

Your eyes peered down with embarrassment. “Hey.” You looked up. “Everyone deals with assholes. It’s not fair but you and I both know that life isn’t so kind. Let them be assholes, but you’re gonna show them who’s boss. Alright?” You smiled, his words were kinda cheesy but you admired his attempt. You nodded your head. “Now c’mon baby, show me a proper elbow strike.”

***

Johnny was so proud of how fast you were learning and how well your strikes were delivered. Maybe a little too well...

“THERE YOU GO BABY!” He cheered you on as you kicked the block between his hands. You smiled with excitement. Sending another kick to the board.

“Harder!” You kicked with force.

“C’mon!” You kicked harder, so hard that the force of your foot colliding with the block pushed the block towards his face, hitting him in the mouth.

“Oh my god!” You shrieked, your hands covering your mouth. “Johnny I’m so sorry!”

He wiped his mouth, quickly checking to see if there was any blood. “It’s alright, it happens, that’s what you’re supposed to do - maybe we should change your focus on the dummy.” He got up, his tongue swirling in his mouth. He walked over to the dummy, pulling it in front of you.

“Are you tearing up?”

“Just hit it.” He snarled. You stifled a giggle, getting back into position.

***

You wiped your forehead, turning around to grab your water bottle. Smack!

“Hey!” You hissed at your boyfriend, your hand on your butt, an attempt to relieve the sting made by his palm. “That’s not part of it!”

“In my dojo it is” He said, an eyebrow raised, a smirk plastered on his face.

***

Johnny flipped you on your back, pinning you to the ground. You had just earned a point, but he gave you no time to celebrate.

He lay hovering over your body, eyes gazed into yours. “Johnny?”

“Hm?” He grunted, your voice bringing him out of his daze.

“Aren’t you gonna show me the next move?”

“Oh I’ll show you the next move alright.” He winked.

You blushed, chuckling at his not-so-subtle joke. “Sir, you have children coming into this dojo.”

***

Three weeks after your first karate lesson, Johnny decided to take the two of you out for drinks to celebrate how well you were doing. You were both so proud of your improvement. Not to mention how fun it was to practice with Johnny. You knew you weren’t getting the same treatment as his students, but you trusted his process and you enjoyed every time spent with him on the mats.

The night was filled with laughter between the two of you, drinks were rounding up and the night was growing late. Johnny excused himself, making his way to the bathroom.

Johnny was doing his thing in peace when a guy walked towards the other urinal. The man looked over at Johnny, nodding towards him.

“That your girl over there at the bar?”

Johnny turned his head toward the man. “Yeah.” He stated, uninterested in talking to a creep at the urinal.

“She’s smokin’ hot.” The guy grinned, flushing the urinal and making his way to the sink.

“Yeah, she’s a babe.” Johnny stared straight at the wall ahead.

The guy chuckled to himself, shaking his head. “Bet a girl like that ain’t shy in bed huh.” He said drying his hands.

Johnny flushed the urinal, walking towards the sink as he stared down the guy with malice in his eyes.

“Watch your fucking mouth.” He warned.

The guy shrugged before walking out the door.

Johnny walked out of the bathroom, throwing the paper towel in the trash. He spotted the creep from the bathroom sitting where he sat, right beside you. He balled his fists, rage starting to fill his chest. The slide of his hand on your waist sent Johnny marching over to the scene but he was quickly halted when you broke out into Cobra Kai mode. Your lunge and strike was in perfect form, with a twist of the arm and a punch to the nose, the guy was left on the floor, tears in his eyes, his hand covering his blood filled nose.

Johnny strutted towards you. You caught him in the corner of the eye. You flashed a prideful grin at him, fists still up. He smiled at you, mouthing ‘that’s my girl.’

He walked over to the man at your feet. He placed a hand on his shoulders, the creep shifted his eyes to Johnny.

“I warned you.”

Hope you enjoyed the final part of ‘Self-Defense!’ I will still be writing some more of Johnny Lawrence based on ideas I had, I also have a request for a Robbie Keene headcanon coming up. I appreciate all the lovin’ you guys have been sending me 💕

As always, requests are open!

#johnny lawrence imagine #Johnny Lawrence fanfic #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai fanfic #william zabka imagine #billy zabka imagine #fan fiction blog #imagine blog #fanfic #imagine #headcanon

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variousqueerthings · 2 years

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tbh if anyone was a fucking tease in the 80s, it was william can-I-wear-my-cross-necklace-for-my-erotic-photoshoots zabka, wearing the tightest jeans known to man and asking girls who were desperate to sleep with him if they want to listen to some acoustic guitar

#ralph macchio wasnt teasing he was off the market so to speak #mr zabka was leaving nothing to the imagination and then innocently blinking and tossing his blonde curls #billy zabka

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80s4life · 2 years

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Forbidden Fruit {Pt.1}

Word Count: 2,084

Status: Requested!

Ask: 2 separate requests that I tied!

okay so i am back again with a request for the one and only john kreese <3 it’s very vague but i was wondering if you’d be able to write a kreese x larusso!reader? obviously age gap & his rough around the edges personality. basically the reader sneaks away to the cobra kai dojo to see kreese while daniel is training with mr miyagi and such, nothing too specific. but then johnny lawrence catches them in the dojo together, and uses it as ammo while arguing/fighting with daniel. really do whatever with it, i promise i will eat it up haha <3

More Young John Kreese I don’t have any ideas, he was just so hot omg

@: @mechromaddie & an amazing anon with taste!

A/N: Maddie! I literally had so much fun with this idea, it was spot on! I really enjoyed this! Thank you anon and Maddie!

Side-Note: Oh! And this ended up being a two-parter!

Relationship: John Kreese x Female!Reader

Fandom: Karate Kid Series 1984-1989

Summary: You never really knew when it happened, it just did. But, you didn’t regret it. You loved him and somehow, he loved you. You would walk to the ends of the Earth to be together, but that was all in private. The public would frown upon your relationship. It would tear up your families and livelihoods. If anyone found out, Cobra Kai would be done for. So what are supposed to do? Break up?

Warnings: angst-ish, smut, language, blackmail, family drama, age-gap pairing, Johnny being a cock-block, violence (fighting)

Masterlist Karate Kid Masterlist Part 2

Taglist: @tangledcopperstrands @snapessecretdiary

{gif is not mine, credits go to @trillgutterbug}

{That stare tho}

Staring at your slightly older brother with confusion and worry, you gaze between him and the aging man equally, shifting from face to face. Daniel, beaten up and bruised, lays unconscious on the stable yet worn out bench, an ice pack on his head and an old man dabbing at the little scrapes and cuts. You’d seen the man before - fixed the kitchen sink for you - but never truly got to figure him out fully. He was closed off yet caring, quiet yet deadly. He saved him. He saved Danny.

“What happened?” you ask quietly, trying not to disturb the soothing quiet with your pestering and obvious questions.

“Beat up,” the short man answers, motioning in your general direction without turning to face you.

“Yes, but how?” you try again, a slight annoyance creeping up to your worried brain. “He told me that he was going to the Halloween dance. Never once did he tell me people were out to get him,” you explain helplessly, staring at the numerous clumps of dirt and torn clothes.

The old man seems to sense your worry, his face softening form its usual unbothered and stoic expression, motioning for you to sit beside him. You do so quickly, awaiting his next action; in which he explains, “Kids at school. Fought in dishonor. Not way of Karate.”

“Karate?” you ask, even more confusion lacing your features.

“Dojo in town. Kids use for fun.”

Groaning, Daniel starts to lift himself up slowly, in which you quickly jump up to help him sit comfortably. Baby browns dilating and adjusting to the dim lighting of the garage, he looks around quickly, unsure of where he truly is.

“Hey, hey,” you calm him, “You’re fine. You’re fine, I promise. Mr....”

“Miyagi,” the old man answers.

“Mr. Miyagi,” you smile at him, “...helped you. He took care of you and brought you here,” you smile reassuringly.

“What you did back there, what was it? Some kind of martial arts? Karate?” Daniel asks in surprise, staring at Mr. Miyagi with amazement.

“Yes.”

Standing up, you collect all of Danny’s belongings - what’s left of them at least. Smiling both appreciatively and apologetically at the old man as he continues his onslaught of questions.

“Are you good at that? Some kind of teacher? I know you are. You’ve gotta be. Could you teach me some of that? Please?”

Mr. Miyagi simply shakes his head.

“Oh well great! Great!” Daniel raises his voice, causing you to grab his arm in a warning. “So what am I supposed to do now, huh? Let them beat me to a pulp? Kill me?!”

When Miyagi doesn’t answer him, Danny storms towards the door, knocking your shoulder and shorter frame out of the way.

“Yes.”

“What?” Daniel asks, turning back around.

“I will teach you Karate.”

///

It wasn’t long until you were in the old beat-up truck Mr. Miyagi owned, jutting you down the large main street of the little town of Reseda.

“There it is,” Daniel points, the bold letters of ‘COBRA KAI’ placed across the front of the building amongst many others of the same design.

“Can’t miss it,” you joke, smiling as you can hear the light rustle of a snort coming from the old Okinawan.

Hopping out of the truck in a line, you jog across the street quickly, opening the unlocked doors and walking into a lively room that smelt of sweat, testosterone, and just plain men. And there was plenty, scattered in rows as they follow the commands of a blonde kid around the same age as you and your brother.

The blonde, however, catches your eyes, then quickly moves to a matching pair: Daniel’s. The smirk that crept up on his lips made you want to smash his face in, but the quick reminder of a ‘woman’s composure’ your mother’d taught you urges you stand still instead, bowing your head.

That was until a deep, raspy voice lets out a loud, booming yelp of some sort, the blonde and many other boys falling into a circle. Leaning up against the wall while Daniel looks out the windows in fear, you watch as the blonde still takes his chances to glare at you and Daniel, threatening to make you do something you shouldn’t.

The man, tall and broad, walks around the inside of the circle, screaming a list of demands for better performance, stopping short as he finds his student preoccupied, “What is the problem Mr. Lawrence?” he demands.

Deep blue eyes catch yours for a moment, a bolt of electricity shooting through you, your back straightening and subconsciously standing tall right beside Mr. Miyagi. The blonde kid whispers in his ear, the man twice your senior finally dropping his gaze to the mat at his feet in order to concentrate.

Straightening in confidence, the big man motions for the blonde to follow him, ordering the class to continue about with practice as they advance in your direction.

“I couldn’t help, but hear that one of my students have been attacked?” the man starts with a taunt.

“No,” Mr. Miyagi answers, unbothered and simply bored.

“So you’re calling my student a liar, then?”

“No again.”

“What he’s trying to say is-” the man motions for your silence with a finger, eyes looming over your much smaller figure for a moment with mild distaste, looking back at Mr. Miyagi.

“Your student attack my student.”

“Well if he was attacked, then he must’ve been asking for it. Are you here to order me to tell my students to simply leave yours alone?” he continues to mock, hands wedged between his gi and the belt tied around his waist, “That he should just get away with a slap on the wrist and off they go like little preschoolers?”

“No. Only ‘til tournament.”

“Your a stubborn little fucker, huh? But, I like that. I like that a lot,” he grins, a low chuckle escaping his lips, “Fine. It’s a deal.” And with that, he turns on his heel, resuming his instructions dutifully.

Dumbfounded, you watch him go with interest; watch how he slips into the role of leader so easily and everyone else just falls in line. They take his orders like it was a simple instinct; a deep and demanding trust and bond that was simply unique between teacher and student. But, his motives were all wrong. Very wrong.

///

Days at school had pressed on harder now that the Cobras - or whatever they identified as - had know who you were and who you were linked to. Thus meaning that a day couldn’t go by without knocked trays, sexist remarks, spit on your shoes, and a new rumor to decorate your name like collectible stickers for your car.

That didn’t mean you hadn’t had jokes of your own; spitballs in someone’s hair or ear, gum on the seat, whispered insults, and enough strength to carry yourself in an nonchalant, preppy way that made them boil in rage.

It was better than Daniel getting hurt, and that was all that mattered to you. You thought it wouldn’t go past that. That the childish games would just have to carry on until someone’s beaten into the mat.

...

Clicking your locker shut and locking the door, you shove the necessary books in your bag for homework and studying. Finally a Friday, you were able to bask in the warm summer air and hopefully get some reading and studying in before Tuesday, having Monday off for Teacher In Service.

Smirking in relief, you pull out your headphones and plug them into your Walkman, eagerly pressing play and shoving it back in your pocket to keep it out of the way. Waving your friends off, you watch them hop onto the bus, watching as it leaves and crossing the road once you deem in safe enough.

Drumming the greatest part of a Van Halen song, you dramatically jump simultaneously with the shout, giggling as you slightly trip. Continuing down the street, you turn off to go down the rugged and dirty side of Reseda, where you lived in the rundown apartment complex.

Only then, just as you start to see the glint of the black, creaky gates to the apartments, is when your body is pulled and thrown down the alleyway. Colliding into the hard gravel, you flop onto your back, breath leaving your body quickly, causing you to groan and heave and sputter. Looking up, you look at your assailant. You know his name by now, Johnny Lawrence.

Beaming down at you with triumph, he gives you a sweet smile before a swift kick to the ribs. There’s no one here except you and him, a fearful contrast that you are slightly thankful for. You only have to take one beating instead of multiple.

“What are you doing?” you ask as tears start to blur your vision, still trying to regain your strength and breath.

“Oh, me? I’m just getting my revenge. You think I can’t hear ya? All that little mumbling bullshit you do under your breath?” he taunts you, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you up.

Smiling with sinister delight, your face drops completely, the sheer intent visible with just his eyes. Cocking back his arm, he lands a swift blow to your cheek, letting go of your hair to let you fall back onto your knees once more. Again and again, repeatedly, he lays blow after blow to your head, arms and chest, knocking you to the ground.

Trying your best to cushion the blows, tears stream down your face as your body coils into a ball; knees to chest, hands wrapped around your head, face against the tops of your knees and lower thighs.

The protection only angers him more, influencing him to lay kicks to your back, opening the coil back up for leverage. Finally, as he lays a few more hits to your broken body, he steps back with a huff, wiping your blood off his lower lip. Observing his work, he spits at the ground, “I only swore to leave your brother untouchable, he gets to wait until the tournament. I never promised to leave you in the mix,” he smiles, finding the loophole in the deal.

Leaving from the way he came, he quickly scatters from the scene, leaving you to weep on the gravel behind a dirty garbage can.

After what felt like hours, you finally find the strength to lift yourself from the ground, tears long gone and only sticky under your eyes and face. You can’t go home, but you can’t stay here either. You can’t go to a friend’s because they’ll call the cops and everyone will get in trouble. There’s only one place you can go, whether or not it really is the smartest choice.

///

Heaving as your throat whistles in pain, you lean against the wall in the dark alleyway of the building. Watching as the boys pass by, your ears catch Johnny’s voice - his conversation, “Yeah, you should see her, Man! She ain’t gonna ever mess with me again if she knows what’s good for her!”

Blood boiling once more, tears threaten to resurface at the reminder: you couldn’t fight him even if you tried. Brushing it off, you watch as the boys carry on down the street and soon turn down another road out of view. Taking your chance, you step back out of the shadows and stare in their general direction for coverage.

“You just going to stand there?” a voice booms.

Jumping, you quickly grasp at your rib cage, following the voice all the way to the entrance of the dojo. Stock-still, you almost consider leaving, but turning back again to where you last saw the Cobras, you tred into the dojo with slight regret.

Looking around, you drop down in the chair closest to the door, your legs begging for relaxation and body aching in anguish.

“I don’t have time to play the guessing game-”

“I need you to teach me Karate!” you blurt the words, standing up out of instinct and with the blatant superiority the man carries naturally.

Smiling, he looks you up and down, “I could do that.”

To be continued...

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diaphragmjellyfish · 2 years

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Demitri NSFW Alphabet (Cobra Kai)

I’ve had a couple people request Demitri content in the past, but I always had trouble seeing him as a sexual character, so I never wrote anything. Upon rewatch while preparing for season 4, I’m seeing a little more potential! Plus there’s almost nothing written for him so…

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Demitri read in an article once that aftercare was the most important part of any sexual encounter. It helps strengthen the relationship and make all parties feel more comfortable. That being said, he takes it very seriously. Normally, he’ll get you a towel and let you clean yourself up while he goes to the kitchen and gets snacks. Then, you’ll turn on a nerdy movie or play some card games together. He insists that you put his shirt on after every time. It makes him proud to know that you’re all his.

B: Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also yours)

His favorite body part of yours is your stomach. He loves the shape, the feel, how soft your skin is. Seeing your bare stomach reminds him how lucky he is. He never imagined he’d be in a position to see a woman’s stomach in person, in the context of the bedroom, so he makes sure to never take it for granted. His favorite body part of his… well, he’d say his mind, but that’s not really a body part. So, he’d probably say his hands. He has beautiful long fingers, and you get him into wearing rings, so his hands look extra nice. He also loved what he gets to do to you with his hands.

C: Cum (anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

As you can imagine from the last hc, he loves to cum on your stomach. He’s a pretty clean guy, so he’s a stickler for condoms. He thinks cum is super messy when it's not contained, but if you’re in a situation where a condom isn’t available, he opts for your stomach. Make no mistake though, he always makes sure to wipe you up after. He’d never want to be one of those guys that makes a huge mess and leaves the girl to clean up.

D: Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory)

Demitri loves cosplay and LARP, so his dirty fantasy would be you guys dressing up as D&D characters and going at it. He’s always imagined his life as a fantasy character, so getting to mix that fantasy with the fantasy that is you, it would be a dream come true. One year for his birthday, you guys go to a renaissance fair and you pull him behind a tavern and… make his dreams come true ;) and that was the moment he swore to himself he’d marry you one day.

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

No experience. Kinda goes without saying that he’s never had a girlfriend before. He makes up for it with lots of research, though. And we all know he’s super intelligent, so he’d definitely be a fast learner at whatever you decided to teach him,

F: Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

At first, he loves missionary. It’s easy, comfortable, and he can see your face to know what he’s doing right. He of course loves when you’re on top, since he can enjoy the ride and not be so insecure about his own movements. Once you guys get comfortable with each other, he’d be more willing to experiment. Doggy style and 69 are some of your other favs.

G: Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they more humorous, etc.)

He takes sex very seriously. He never truly thought he’d get any closer to sex than watching porn, so he really wants to make sure he worships you and gives you a good time. Of course, you guys crack jokes here and there, but he doesn’t take the responsibility of pleasuring you lightly.

H: Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes)

Closely trimmed or shaved. Very clean, neat, and tidy. He’s a hygienic guy (which is hard to come by) and you definitely appreciate the effort he puts into his cleanliness. He doesn’t care what your hair situation is, he’s just happy to be participating.

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

At first, the thought never really occurred to him to light candles or lay rose petals out or anything like that. You guys always just did what you did and called it a night. However, once you start dropping hints during rom-coms and double dates that you were a sucker for cheesy romance, he made more of an effort. Now, Demitri’s favorite way to kick things off is to give you a nice long massage.

J: Jack off (Masturbation hc)

He did it a lot before he met you. Like, several times a day, a lot. Now, he definitely prefers your company over his hand, if you’re willing.

K: Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He loves when you pull his hair. Whether it be when you guys are making out, when he’s eating you out, or when he’s fucking you. Whenever you run a hand up through the back of his head and yank on his locks, he becomes puddy in your hands. Sometimes, while you guys are out with friends or in school, you’ll innocently rake a hand through his hair and pull slightly just to tease him. This gets him so riled up, by the time you all are alone, he’s practically ripping your clothes off.

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He’s a practical man. The most adventurous he would get is the couch. The bedroom is ideal. Private, comfortable, and has everything you guys might need during or after. To him, the worst feeling is cumming and not having easy access to cleanup. With the bedroom, the bathroom and towels are footsteps away. And he knows public sex is illegal, so the nerves of it would make it unenjoyable for him.

M: Motivation (What turns them on, what gets them going)

Hair pulling, you in short skirts, and when you can talk about nerdy things with him. And praise. Demitri loves when you tell him how he makes you feel. The first time you told him “I’m cumming,” he swore he saw heaven’s gates. Your little comments of “That feels so good,” and “yes, right there” really send him over the edge.

N: NO (Something they wouldn’t do)

Anything that would hurt either of you. Hitting, spitting, choking, are all things he’d be unwilling to do. Also, threesomes of any kind. He’s a germaphobe, and so would be concerned about diseases being spread, or your pH balance being thrown off, or something of the sort.

O: Oral (preference in giving or receiving)

He prefers to give. He love love loves knowing that he’s able to give you pleasure. Being around a lot of super masculine tough guys with huge muscles often made him feel inadequate. So knowing he can make you cum in under 10 minutes using just his mouth and hands, makes him feel very much like a man, and he loves it. Of course, he loves receiving too. Nothing in the world is better to him than a blowjob from you. He has dreams about your mouth. Good dreams ;)

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Slow and sensual is how he prefers it. He likes taking his time and enjoying the moment. He can be rough if you request it, but would much rather look into your eyes and appreciate what’s happening. Slow and steady wins the race, and you both feel that a sensual pace is critically underrated.

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies)

Not a fan. Quickies usually involve being in public, and rushing things. He’s not a fan of either. He would much rather leave whatever function you’re at early and bring you home to his bed where he can take his time and not hold back.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment)

At first, no. Demitri is very much a person who knows what he’s comfortable with and sticks to it. Once you make him feel comfortable and express something you’d like to try, he would do some research and give it a go. Anything for you.

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for)

One or two rounds, but he can last a decently long time. It’s something he’s quite proud of, to be honest.

T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

He never owned any himself, but once he found out you had a vibrator and liked to use it when you went solo, he got one to keep at his place. It made the whole experience more intense for you, which was something he was all for. Eventually, you guys have a little collection going, and love to pick out which one you want to use each time. It keeps things interesting, and he likes to buy new ones every once in a while to try on you.

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He learned early on that he actually was a very big tease. He loved the control and power it gave him. Too many times, he’d hover his mouth just over your center, not quite giving you what you wanted. He’d love to see you shake and beg beneath him. However, he hated seeing his princess uncomfortable, so he always gave in eventually.

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He keeps his noises to himself until you beg him otherwise. It took a lot of convincing for him to get that you truly thought guys groaning and moaning was the hottest thing ever. When he first tried it, it was very artificial. You had to tell him that it wasn’t a performance. “Just let it out when it feels good,” you said. Since then, he still isn’t the loudest person ever, but he doesn’t hold back any sounds, and it makes you go insane. He sounds so hot when he’s groaning on top of you after you clench around him.

W: Wild Card (Random hc)

He really loves when you leave marks on him. Hickeys, scratch marks, swollen lips. It makes him feel proud to show them off. As if to say, yes, this beautiful girl is mine, and yes, we make each other feel amazing. He liked leaving soft marks on you, but would never want to risk hurting you, so never did anything too intense.

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Long and thin. I’d say 7-8 inches, circumcised. Clean, well washed, and gets very red at the tip whenever you guys are rolling around in the hay *wink wink* he’s proud of it too. Demitri has never been insecure about his dick.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

High, since he’s a teenage boy, but not as high as say Hawk’s. He’d be down whenever you wanted, but made sure not to pester or pressure you about anything. He knows you’ve been pressured in the past, so is careful not to ask too much. You get turned on by his consideration, so you end up initiating it a lot, and he almost never turns you down.

Z: ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep after)

He stays up a decent amount after. Maybe it’s the adrenaline coursing through his veins, or how connected he feels to you in those moments, but he’s usually wide awake and thinks it would be rude to fall asleep without spending some time with you after the fact. You guys are big movie geeks, and after sex is the perfect time to watch one, since you’re both tired and in bed.

#cobra kai #demitri x reader #hawk x reader #miguel x reader #robby x reader #karate kid #demitri imagine #cobra kai season 4 #giani desenzo #ralph machio #billy zabka

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How Soon is Now? || Johnny Lawrence

Chapter 2 Wild Roses

Masterlist

Warnings: swearing

You felt someone touch your shoulder, chasing away your thoughts.

You turned your head away from the window and looked at your twin brother.

"We've already arrived, time to get out" said Daniel then got out of the car and you looked around.

,,Hello my new home" you thought

You took off your headphones and got out of the car, grabbing your things in boxes and headed for the gate.

"Eeeyah!" you heard a scream behind you and turned abruptly to the direction the sound was coming from.

As it turned out, it was Daniel who opened the gate with a kick and did not notice that there was a dark-haired boy behind the gate. You smirked and waved your head disapprovingly as Daniel helped the boy up and apologized over and over.

"Ah, Daniel and his amazing ability to attract problems wherever he goes" you thought as you continued going up the stairs.

You walked to the door your mom was already holding for you and looked around at your new "apartment"

Cracked walls in various places, paint peeling off and old chairs looking like they are about to fall apart.

"This place is terrible" you thought

"but we can't afford anything better, so we have to be glad that we have a roof over our heads at all"

"Honey your room is on the left, there you can put your things out" said your mom

Your room was tiny and painted in ugly yellow paint.

"Maybe when I put posters on every wall it won't look so bad" you thought

as you set the boxes out and went for more.

"Hey Y/N!" you heard Daniel's voice behind you

"What do you waaaant" you said lazily

"Freddy invited me to the beach today and maybe-" Daniel began to say

"Who?"

"Freddy ... that boy I accidentally knocked down with the gate"

"Oooh okay ... you know that once we took a few karate lessons, it doesn't mean we can kick all the people around" you said with a sly smile

"You know I didn't do it on purpose!" Daniel said, pretending to be offended

"Anyway, I apologized to him a thousand times, but that's not the point-" Daniel continued "as I said Freddy invited me to the beach today to play soccer and meet his friends. Maybe you want to come with us?"

"Yeah! But before that I just want to unpack a little and get settled"

"We're leaving around 3 pm so I hope you'll make it by then"

"Daniel!" you heard your mom from another room "The tap is not working, go downstairs because I heard that there is a handyman somewhere who can fix it!"

"I'm coming!" Daniel yelled back and you went to get the rest of your stuff.

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It was almost 3 pm and you were practically ready - you were just putting on your light make-up in front of the mirror.

In your bag you packed a towel, sunscreen, you already wore the two-piece swimsuit underneath your clothes (although you doubted you'd want to take off your clothes and walk around in your swimsuit), a few snacks, water and a walkman.

You looked in the mirror for the last time and straightened your T-shirt and joined Daniel and Freddie.

(your outfit)

Daniel and Freddy were talking to each other and you followed them, lost yourself in your thoughts and gazed at the surroundings.

When you got there, Daniel immediately ran to play football with his new friends, and you went to lie further away from them so that they would not throw sand on your towel during the game.

Unfortunately, due to your inattention, you didn't notice that you bumped into someone.

"Ugh! Are you blind or what ?!" the blonde girl grunted

"I'm sorry, I-" the girl did not let you finish and pushed you with her shoulder as she walked away

You shrugged and was about to go on, but heard a voice on the side.

"It was "princess Ali" a female voice said

You turned your head and you saw a girl with black hair, tattoos on her hands, holding a large notebook in one hand and a pencil in the other.

"So far, people here seem sooooo nice and friendly" you said sarcastically "Nice tattoos by the way"

"Thank you, my name is Ashley," she said, putting down her pencil and holding her hand out to me

"My name is Y/N, nice to meet you" you shaked her hand and added "Would you mind if I join you? I don't know anybody here except my brother and his new friend and no one but them and you spoke to me without grunting or weirdly glaring at me" you said, laughing softly

Ashley smiled and replied, "You know I'm kind of an outsider here and people are usually afraid to say anything to me because I don't look like everyone else but if you want to sit down" she said patting the place on her left side

"What do you mean, you don't look like others and people are afraid of you?" you asked as you unfold your towel next to Ashley's

"I mean I don't look like a typical teenager" she said pointing to her tattoos "and how people like to say I belong to the "karate gang "

"Karate gang?" you asked surprised with a slight smile

"Interesting fact about this place - karate is very popular here" said Ashley "and we have two dojos" she continued "I belong to the Wild Roses and my sensei Agatha is the ex-wife of sensei Kreese who leads Cobra Kai. From the moment of their divorce, they both founded dojos that now compete at the All Valley tournament" She sighed " Well, I will not develop any more about it, but at the beginning I joined because of learning self-defense, but I was so caught up in it that I stayed there for the next 2 years. Plus Cobra kai accepts only boys so this is how I ended up in Wild Roses because they only accept girls here"

"Wow! I took a few lessons with my brother Daniel but then my mom couldn't afford and we had to quit," I said

Ashley smiled and said "If you don't mind, I'll finish my drawing and then we'll talk longer"

"Of course! Can I see what you draw?" Ashley nodded and moved her notebook with the drawing towards you.

The drawing showed various figures with strange shapes. The drawing was not finished yet, but it already looked impressive

"You are so talented!" you said

Ashley thanked you and went back to drawing and you turned on your Walkman and laid down on the towel.

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About an hour later Ashley finished drawing and offered to take a walk on the beach. You talked about everything and nothing at the same time until it slowly got dark. Your brother and his newly met friends started to light a fire and it started to get cold you joined them.

As you continued your conversation with Ashley, you noticed your brother kicking the ball towards the girls sitting with this "princess Ali". After a while, Ali took the ball and ran to Daniel and started flirting with him. You frowned and said:

"What is it about this girl that even my brother sticks to her and smiles like an idiot"

"You know, she's very pretty, popular in school plus she's from "rich kids" which makes her perfect" Ashley said in a tone like she was spitting venom

Suddenly, behind you, you heard the roar of many engines. You and Ashley turned together towards the noise and you heard her saying :

"Shit! It's Cobra kai assholes," she said with even more venom than before

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Hi! 💕

I hope you liked this chapter.

In the next chapter, as you may have already guessed, Johnny will appear 😏

Reblogs and comments are really appreciated🥰

Once again, I have a request for you. If you see any mistakes please let me know because English is not my first language!

I will probably publish the next chapter tomorrow ❤️

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