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“Get Your F*cking Hands Off Her, A*shole!”

Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz x Reader

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Summary: It was an unspoken rule around West Valley High that (Y/n) (Y/l/n) was completely and utterly off limits. No one dared test the boundaries when it came to that rule, for fear that her Mohawk-clad boyfriend would go all Cobra Kai on them. Of course, every now and again, a newbie didn’t get the memo…

Warnings: starred out swear words, overprotective Hawk, creepy dude making (Y/n) uncomfy, prejudice against “North Hills” with a substantial lack of reasoning to back it up 😬😂, lack of adherence to plot line of the source material

Pairing: Eli “Hawk” Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE 😬😬 I’m trying to get back on schedule as soon as possible, I promise! 👌👌👌

Eli Moskowitz and (Y/n) (Y/l/n) were in love. Everyone knew it, and, because of Eli’s status in their school’s hierarchy as “Hawk” the “Cobra King,” no one dared refute it. It was a system that worked. An unspoken line, if you will, that, when crossed, was swiftly dealt with. And the perpetrator never did it again. Hawk made sure of that.

But there were still some who, to them, the pretty girl in math class was simply the pretty girl in math class. Nothing more. No ties to a Mohawked gang leader, and certainly no harm in asking her out on a date this weekend. Perhaps to the movies? There was a pretty cool drive in just across town…

“That’s a bad idea.” Toby turned to look at the girl who’d spoken, an embarrassed expression on his face at having been caught staring, before he crossed his arms over his chest and scowled, in an attempt to cover it up.

“What?” He asked, glaring at her, annoyed by her unhelpful interjection in something that clearly didn’t involve her. He didn’t know who she was, being the new kid usually meant that was the case, but, Toby could already tell, whoever this girl was, she wasn’t someone he wanted to be spending his time with. She gave him the heebie jeebies, and not in the good way. Her face suddenly transformed into a smirk, before she gestured towards where his eyes had been trained just moments before.

“You’re staring at (Y/n) right?” She asked her own gaze taking in the sight of the girl at her locker just down the hall. Toby cringed a little, having hoped he’d been a tad more discreet, but this creepy girl had seen right through him.

“So?” He asked, defensively, wondering what exactly she wanted from him, landing on simply “picking on the new guy,” before she opened her mouth and spoke again.

“Yeah. That’s not gonna happen. Trust me, dude.” She replied, vaguely, but Toby just rolled his eyes, not believing her for a second.

“Who even are you?” He asked rudely, but the girl just laughed, an unsettling sound that left Toby’s skin crawling.

“Tory with a y.” She answered, as if he should know. (He didn’t.) “Listen, newbie.” She pouted sarcastically, before patting his shoulder. “I get it. You don’t know how things work around here.” Her patting ceased as she grabbed his shoulders, rather harshly turning him back towards the math class girl; towards (Y/n). “But I’m telling you right now, She’s not someone you wanna mess with.” Toby scoffed, his patience for this conversation wearing thin, as he pulled out of Tory’s grip.

“She seems harmless.” He said, before turning away from (Y/n) and towards his unwanted companion. “You, however, weird me out, so I’m gonna go talk to (Y/n). Bye, now.” He began to walk off, heading towards the girl’s locker and mentally psyching himself up as he did, before a loud voice called out after him.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you!” Tory yelled, but Toby just rolled his eyes again, before mumbling under his breath.

“You can’t tell me what to do, psycho…”

+ + +

“And then I told him that if he tried to do that again I was gonna take his face and-“

“Hey, Hawk!” The boy turned around when Tory’s voice sounded over the conversation, an annoyed look on his face at being interrupted.

“What is it?” He spat angrily, causing Tory to raise her hands in mock defense.

“Just thought you’d wanna know I just saw the new guy practically eye-banging your girl in the hallway.” She said casually, but Hawk’s heart stopped all the same.

“What?” He asked, through gritted teeth, hoping he’d heard her wrong. But Tory just nodded her head.

“Some dude. Troy or Tanner or something. New kid. Just moved here from North Hills or some sh*t.” She was still talking but, past the point of confirmation, Hawk was done listening.

“Where is he now?” He asked, his fists clenched, itching to do to this new kid what he’d been about to describe before Tory’s interruption. Nobody messed with his (Y/n)…

“Last I saw he was headed towards (Y/n)’s locker. Something about asking her out?”And that was when Hawk snapped.

“The he*l he is!” (Y/n) was HIS girlfriend. Everyone knew that. Who did he think he was? This punk coming in and trying to cheat the system, and steal away HAWK’S girl? This Troy, or Tanner, or whatever-the-f*ck his name was, was gonna pay. And Hawk was gonna make sure of it.

“I’m gonna go deal with this sh*thead. Beat his a*s…”

+ + +

“You’re (Y/n), right?” (Y/n) (Y/l/n) spun around quickly at the voice, confused as she didn’t recognize it, before coming face to face with the new kid she vaguely remembered from one of her earlier classes. She smiled politely, before responding.

“Yeah, that’s me.” She agreed, before a frown reached her face. “I’m sorry I don’t-“ She began apologizing for not recalling his name, but the boy cut her off with a shrug, leaning against the locker beside hers and effectively boxing her in, though (Y/n) assumed it was unintentional.

“Toby. I just moved here.” (Y/n) nodded along at his words, as she took a small step back, only for her foot to collide with the metal of a locker door.

“Toby… hi.”

“Hi…” (Y/n) wondered what exactly it was that he wanted, or whether it was just to introduce himself. But if that was the case, why hadn’t he left yet?

“Did you need something?” She asked, hoping she didn’t come off as rude or anything, though if she did, he didn’t point it out, or do anything really other than shake his head while laughing at himself.

“Sh*t, yeah. Um, I was actually wondering…” He trailed off, his eyes meeting hers in an intense gaze that she was both unwilling and unable to reciprocate. “Well, you’re really pretty, ya know…” (Y/n) didn’t like where this was going. She made to carefully remove his arm from the locker, so that she could walk away, but Toby apparently wasn’t finished, and reached for her wrist, holding it tightly in his grip to keep her in place. “Hold on just a second!” (Y/n)’s eyes widened in shock. “I dunno… I was sorta thinkin-“

“Get your f*cking hands off her, a*shole!”

+ + +

If Hawk wasn’t already seeing red at just the idea of someone he didn’t know flirting with (Y/n), the sight of her being held up against a locker with that frightened look on her face would surely have done it. And it did, for the next move Hawk made was not something that he would have ever done in front of his girlfriend had the situation not demanded it…

“Get your f*cking hands off her, a*shole!” It was like time had slowed down, and there was no one in the room but them; Hawk, and the sleezeball touching his girl.

The new guy spun around, his expression clearly annoyed, until he noticed the murderous one pointed back at him. His face dropped in worry.

“Look, dude. I dunno what you think-“ He began (trying to explain himself, perhaps?), but Hawk’s attention remained on his hand… that had yet to move.

“Oh I know exactly what I think!” He practically growled, stepping forward threateningly. “I think you’ve got your sh*tty North Hills hands all over my girlfriend, and if you don’t let go right now I’m gonna send you back to North Hills; only this time it’ll be in a body bag!” On a normal day, Hawk would’ve smirked at the “I just wet myself” look that had suddenly appeared on the dopes face, but this wasn’t a normal day. On a normal day, if some douche bag decided to mess with Hawk they’d do it directly, not through (Y/n). There was a level of respect there, at least for the girl. Because, everyone knew, messing with him was on thing, but (Y/n)? Practically a death sentence.

“I-I didn’t know-“ The new guy stuttered out, his grip finally releasing from (Y/n)’s skin, the girl slipping away from him and behind her boyfriend the moment she was able. Hawk felt her small hands tighten against the back of his hoodie and his angry frown deepened.

“Oh “you-you didn’t know”?” He mocked, carefully removing his girlfriends fingers from his clothes and advancing towards the other boy, nothing stopping him now from cracking this dweebs skull. He’d teach him not to mess with his girl again…

+ + +

Smack!

“Ow!”

Crunch!

Pop!

“Ughhhhhhhh…”

Crack!

“Stop, please!”

Hawk dropped the bruised and bloody body of the new kid harshly on the floor, before standing over him, his breathing heavy. (Y/n)’s eyes were wide. She’d never seen this side of him before. Sure, she knew he got into fights. She had to clean him up after them all the time. But he usually made it a point to keep her out of them. Though, (Y/n) supposed there wasn’t much way to keep her out of this one, since it happened over her. She frowned, suddenly feeling immensely guilty.

“If I see you anywhere near her again, we’ll be back here. Got it?” He snarled, his back now to (Y/n), which she appreciated, as she wasn’t sure she wanted to see his face look like that. She liked the soft way her Eli looked at her. She didn’t think she’d be too fond of visions of angry Hawk intruding her lovesick thoughts. “I said: Do. You. Understand!?!” (Y/n) watched the guy nod his head so fast she thought it might fall off, before scrambling to his feet. Hawk turned to make his way towards his friends and his girl, calling back over his shoulder as he did. “Now, get outta here before I change my mind.”

+ + +

“You okay, Princess?” Hawk had cooled down a little at the look on her face, hating that he’d contributed to it, but also knowing he’d had to do what he did. (Y/n) nodded slightly, though she wouldn’t meet his eyes. Hawk frowned, worried she was upset with him about the fight, though he couldn’t fathom why. That douchebag was hurting her. He’d just put a stop to it like any good boyfriend would. Speaking of…

“Can I see?” He gestured towards her wrist, receiving a small noise of agreement. He reached for her hand, his anger gradually returning as he took in the obvious fingerprints against her smooth skin. He tried to calm himself down, talking a deep breath before leaning down to press a soft kiss to her wrist.

“You’re gonna have a bruise.” He mumbled against her skin. But (Y/n) just shrugged.

“I don’t care.” Hawk sighed, running his hand down the side of his face anxiously.

“(Y/n)… you know I had to, right?” He asked, watching her face carefully as it changed, relief washing over him as she slowly nodded her head.

“I know… I just wanna go home. Can we?” She looked up at him with a small pout that Hawk was quick to agree to.

“Course, (Y/n/n). We can do anything you want.” He promised with a soft smile that dated back to his Eli days and was reserved exclusively for her. (Y/n) grinned a little, though Hawk wasn’t sure what was so funny. He wasn’t gonna comment on it though, just happy he’d got her smiling again.

“Ice cream?” She asked hopefully, earning a chuckle from her boyfriend, as his arm wrapped around her shoulder and he steered her towards the door.

“Sure, Princess. Whatever you want.”

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cades-outsider · 3 months

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Hawk X Reader SMUT

Warnings: Smut, just absolute SMUT!

A Burning Passion 4

"I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

"Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

Hawk hadn't spoken to you since then. He wouldn't even glance at you in the halls, and even if he did he would throw snarky comments your way. You showed defeat, not daring to utter another word to him. In fear you'd only push him away more.

Every time you closed your eyes all you could see was him, as you ran the tips of your fingers against your lips gazing at the mirror in the schools bathroom, you felt his lips on yours. Your fingers moved to your arm to which you could only feel how he was touching you that night.

Your eyes started to water as your heart ached, why hadn't you gone after him that night? He was so sweet and caring until you let your mind get the best of you.

You still had his hoodie from the last encounter. It smelt like him, and over time as it faded you grew more needing of him. Not just the sex and the thrill of being caught, but him.

You were snapped back into reality when the bathroom door snapped open, your hands automatically come to wipe away the tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

As the stall door slammed shut you looked back into the mirror and let out a deep sigh, touching up your concealer to cover the puffiness under your eyes.

The bell rang throughout the school house, signaling for lunch. Your heart started to race because of what you were about to do. You couldn't hold back anymore, all the cold shoulders and hateful glares Hawk sent your way ate you up.

You rushed out of the bathroom and into the lunch room, automatically spotting Hawk and his friends as they were the loudest group.

Hawk has his leg propped up onto the chair beside him, head to the side laughing because of something his friends had said. You were so close to backing out, but your legs had other plans as you neared his table.

Their laughter dies as Mitch slaps Hawk on the shoulder signaling your way, you now stood just a few feet away from him as he turned to look at who Mitch was pointing to. His smile automatically fades as he stands up quickly, his nostrils flare up and his jaw clenches.

"What do you want, princess?" He sneers with such venom as he closes the gap in between you two, he glares down at you while you look up at him with nervous eyes.

"I wanna talk about us" Your voice comes out weak and shaky.

"Us? There is no us Y/n" Hawks expression hardens at the word.

"You...you don't mean that..." You protest, your heart shatters as your legs grow weak.

"Oh I mean it, you of all people know I keep my word princess" he laughs angrily.

Your expression hardens, matching his anger. You needed him so bad that your emotions got the best of you, your anger started taking over, you couldn't take his constant switching up moments. Yes you had messed up, but so had he and right now he was acting entitled, he isn't the only one who gets to be angry.

You start to laugh, matching his anger as tears start to fall down your face. Though Hawk found you extremely hot in this moment, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Okay have it your way, but if you think we hated each other before then your in for a rude awakening...-" You lift your head up as you stand on your tippy toes, faces side by side and before you could even stop yourself. You whisper "-lip" into his ear.

You back away from his face, his eyes softened as he looked around subconsciously, his hand come up to cover his mouth before he could stop it. You felt bad, but that didn't stop a smirk from falling onto your lips.

It wasn't until you walked away and was out of his view when you pressed your hands against your head, squeezing your eyes shut "what the fuck did I just do..."

After that day you stood true to your word, you would flip him off in the hallways, laugh at him when he would trip up, constantly calling him lip or loser- even though you knew it hurt him and your heart twisted in pain every time you put him down you couldn't stop.

The coach blows the whistle, telling us to get back in place. You take your place in front of the soccer ball and on the sound of the whistle you start kicking the ball to the goal until someone's foot comes under yours, stealing the ball and causing you to trip.

"Thanks princess" Hawk mocks you with his laugh.

You glare at him as he laughs over his shoulder, but nonetheless you run up until your beside him, shoulder to shoulder you push him as hard as you can watching as he falls on his side.

You hear the sound of the whistle go off "let's take it easy on the physical contact!" The coach yells as it was your turn to mock Hawk.

You bend down to Hawks level "good job loser" you laugh as you start back running with the ball.

He's pissed. He stands up while the guy in front of him runs like a sloth, he's so pissed off he pushes the innocent guy harshly and watches as he hits the ground.

Another whistle goes off "hey!" The coach warns as you kick the ball into the goal, winning for your team.

You go for a water break as the coach yells for another round, you expect Hawk to come up to you but instead he yanks the red team shirt off and makes his way back into the school, to which you assume would be the locker rooms.

You couldn't help yourself so you went after him, just before the door to the boys locker room closes you wrap your fingers around the handle. Careful not to make too much noise you walk in, closing the door and locking it.

Hawk went to one of the sinks, placing both of his hands on either side. He looks in the mirror, sweat dripping from his face, his jaw clinched, nostrils flared and his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the sink.

"Didn't know i got to you that much lip" You smirked, keeping up your act.

You watch as his eyes move from his face to yours through the mirror, he slams one of his hands against the sink and rushes over to you. His body flush against yours as he harshly pushes you up against the hard wood door. His right hand slams on the door just above your head.

Your skins on fire just from the small contact, the heat from his body dragging onto yours as your sweaty bodies collided. Your breathing picks up, eyes immediately drifting to his lips but quickly back to his eyes before he noticed.

"Who do you think you are princess?" Hawks gaze turns harsh as the veins and mussels show against his arms.

You don't give him a response at first, until you've finally had enough. You harshly push his body off of yours, "no. Don't you dare Hawk! I know it was wrong of me to act like a bitch that night, but you don't get to treat me the way you did and not expect me to do the same! I fucking hate you for that!" You yell.

"Yeah? You hate me?" Hawk says almost seductively. He walks back up to you, hand on your waist "show me how much you hate me princess..." He starts breathing unevenly as you look up at him.

You practically throw yourself on him, exactly like you did that night. But this time, you know you won't regret it. You grab Hawks face, eyes staring into each others while he tightens his grip on your thighs. Your legs wrap around his waist in a death grip, you could already feel how hard he was for you.

You smashed your lips onto his, moaning as he uses one of his hands to hold the back of your head as he kisses you like he's in love with you.

Hawk try's to carry you to the bench but instead he ends up slamming your back into the lockers, creating a loud noise as you whimper and arch your back into his.

Your eyes widen and you pull away from him, "wait we're at school Hawk" you say as you try to get down from his hold.

"Oh no. You wanted this, you're gonna take it" He groans, he pushes his crotch into yours to keep you steady as he grabs the top of your gym shirt, ripping it in half exposing your bra covered tits.

"What the fuck Hawk?!" You push his shoulder.

"Shut up princess" He rolls his eyes as he places his lips on yours while his hands wander to your chest, feeling you up.

He pulls away from the kiss only to actually carry you over to one of the very thin wood benches and places you on it so everything but your ass is against it.

Hawk yanks his shirt off before he spreads your legs farther so he can bend down to your face. He lightly kisses your lips, trailing the small butterfly kisses all the way down while holding eye contact as you moan.

He yanks your shorts and panties down in one swift motion, exposing your bare pussy to him all over again. He wastes no time before pulling his own down, his hard cock dripping with pre-cum.

He makes you watch as he strokes his cock with his hand, his head falls back as his mouth falls open "y/n" he moans out.

"Fuck. Please Hawk...." You beg of him.

He looks at you, still stroking his cock but at a faster pace "be patient princess" he whimpers as his cock starts leaking with more beads of pre-cum.

You practically whine until he lightly slaps his cock on your clit, the slightest touch making you a whore for him.

Your dripping pussy begging to be fucked by him, you roll your eyes at the teasing "c'mon stop being a loser and just fuck me already" you say, resorting to the worse possible comment. It worked.

Hawks eyes turn a darker shade as his jaw clenches, forcefully he stuffs his cock into your soaked pussy. It takes you by surprise as you let a small squeal fall out by accident.

His cock hits all the right places as he stretches you out, "can a loser fuck you like this?" He asks condescendingly as he uses both of his hands to yank your bra down, your perky tits bouncing with each harsh thrust.

You don't say anything, it feels so good it leaves you speechless. Your hands go behind your head voluntarily to steady yourself, grabbing onto the sides of the bench. Your hair goes everywhere as your bodies slip together easily because of how sweaty you both were before.

There was something so thrilling about the possibility of getting caught which only made you more wet, gushing around Hawks cock as your pussy makes lewd sounds.

You found yourself gazing up at him, he looked so pretty even in such a state. As his cock continues to fill you up in every way possible, you found yourself questioning why you even 'hated' him to begin with.

Maybe it was because he was an arrogant asshole sometimes, or because he would bully innocent people, or maybe just maybe it was because you were in love with him.

Your eyes meet Hawks again and in that moment you wanted to reveal all your deepest secrets to him. You wanted to tell him how much you were in love with him. You could barely suppress your moans until loud banging erupted from the other side of the locked door.

Hawk's hips stilled, cock fully stuffed inside of you. You're eyes widened as you covered your mouth and Hawk snapped his gaze over to the door. You both watch as the door knob starts to jiggle.

He pulls you up keeping his cock inside of you as he rushes to one of the showers, turning the hot water on and closing the thin curtain behind you both, once again slamming you up against the wall.

You're both completely soaked, you expect him to pull out of you as keys start to jiggle from behind the door but instead he looks you straight in the eyes "think you can be quite for me princess?" Hawk whispers, tightly wrapping his hand against your mouth as he smirks, not allowing you to answer him.

The next thing you know he's using his other hand that's holding you up to help move your hips with his, fucking you perfectly as your hips start moving with his hand movements.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the coach lets in the rest of the boys. You pray your underwear are somewhere out of sight as you're being fucked in the shower.

"Hawk is that you?" A voice calls out and you can barley comprehend what's going on, all you feel is pleasure from his cock.

"Yeah!" he yells over the shower, his breathing staggering as his head leans against yours.

You look so beautiful like this, his hand wrapped around your pretty mouth as you're taking his cock. He feels his high near, letting out more noises than intended.

The hot water from the shower has hawks hair completely down, crowned around his face. You've never seen him like this, your pussy clenches at the sight, your nails dig down his back, surely leaving marks.

He brings his mouth to your ear, hand tightening on your mouth "cum for me princess" he whimpers. That's it for you as your eyes roll in the back of your head, your cum leaking around his dick, tightening up around him.

Hawk clenches his jaw as he tries to stay quiet, fucking you with no mercy while he tries to make less noise as possible. Your hands move to his hair, pulling it as you feel his hot cum fill you up to the brim.

His movements still as he removes his hand from your mouth, letting it go to your other thigh to hold you upright. Hawk makes eye contact with you, he can't help himself from pressing his lips up against yours.

He's so gentle with you, he's slightly shaking from his orgasm as are you. He pulls away from your lips, listening as he hears the last person leave the locker room. You whimper as he falls out of you, gently placing you back on your feet.

He turns off the shower while you flip your bra back to its place, though it sticks to you like glue. Hawk pulls the thin curtain back in search for a towel. He grabs the nearest one and places it around you, grabbing one for himself.

You felt exhausted.

But the question is; What happens now?

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ivyangels-blog · 4 months

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Brother's Ex-Best Friend

Summary: After watching Hawk break your brother's arm, you have trouble trusting him again.

A/n: I've discovered I enjoy writing hawk angst, so now you all must suffer

Warnings: violence, angst, injury and a rushed ending

I only got into karate because of my brother. I agreed that it might be good to learn to defend ourselves. I had no idea that it would increase the odds of us needing to tenfold.

Now I'm hiding in the corner of the laster tag place downtown, watching the boy who used to be my best friend, who I used to believe I was in love with, beat my brother to a pulp.

He pins Demetri to the ground, grabbing his arm and tugging it back.

"Finish him!" the other Cobra Kai's shout.

"Demetri!" I jump up from my hiding spot, rushing towards them.

Demetri is trying to reason with him. "Eli, Eli, it's me," he cries.

The other Cobra Kai's are shouting over him.

"Stop!" I cry, running towards them.

Eli looks up at me, but I realize that it's no longer him. The Eli I knew was kind and loyal. The person staring over at me is the complete opposite. His stone cold face is filled with nothing but hatred.

I watch in horror, as Hawk jerks my brother's arm, bending it backwards.

The crack echoes in my ears, only drowned out by the sound of my brother's scream.

"Demetri!" I drop to the ground beside him.

The other Cobra Kai's are already turning and leaving.

"It's okay," I mumble. "It's gonna be okay."

I look up to see Hawk still staring down at us.

"Just go!" I shout at him, tears spilling past my cheeks at having to listen to Demetri's whimpers.

I reach into my pocket, digging out my phone and calling 911.

By the time I've finished explaining the situation to the operator, Hawk is gone.

Time Skip

I wasn't able to forgive Hawk as easily as my brother did. I guess guys have a different sort of resolution to their fights. One second they hated each other, the next it was like a switch was flipped and they were best friends again.

I wasn't won over so easily, but maybe it has to do with the fact that I've barely talked to Hawk since he left Cobra Kai. Every time he comes over to hang out with Demetri, I find something to do elsewhere.

It's not until I absolutely have to, that I talk to Hawk again.

I was at work at the library where I intern. I was in charge of closing and I guess my boss didn't care if it was a sixteen year old all alone at night.

I should've locked the door after my coworker left, but I forgot.

It's my fault really.

I was shelving my last stack of books when I heard the bell of the front door.

"We're closed," I say, slipping another book into its spot.

"You hear that boys?" Kyler's voice makes my heart drop. "We got the whole place to ourselves."

A group of Cobra Kais appears in the middle of the library, about five boys.

One of them catches sight of me from my spot beside the bookshelf.

I drop the books in my hands, sprinting towards the back of the building.

Their shouts cut through the air behind me and I hear the pounding of their feet in pursuit.

I sprint down the back hallway, locking myself into the librarian's office.

The boys must not have seen where I went, because I hear them opening and closing other doors in the hallway.

I reach into my back pocket for my phone, but it's not there.

I must have left it by the front desk.

Frantically looking around, I spot the landline sitting on the desk.

I rush over to it and dial my home phone number, but no one picks up.

"Shit," I whisper, dialing Demetri next.

He doesn't answer either. My hands are shaking and my heart is about to beat out of my chest.

I try the only other number I have memorized: Eli's.

I press the numbers as fast as I can, forcing myself to take deep breaths. The door knob starts to jiggle, as I place the phone to my ear.

"Hey guys, I think she's in here!"

I press a shaky hand to my mouth, to hold back my gasp.

The phone rings...

and rings...

and

Please leave a message after the tone.

"Dammit," I mumble.

The door crashes open and I scream, dropping the phone so it dangles beside the desk by its wire.

"Looks like we've got you cornered now," one of the boys says.

I turn around, grabbing one of the books off the side table and holding it in front of me.

Kyler laughs and the others join in. "What are you gonna do?" he asks. "Smack some knowledge into me? You're such a nerd, working at the library. That's just sad."

"What do you want?" I ask.

"We just want to have a little fun. Don't we?" Kyler turns to the guys he's with and they all smirk and nod in agreement.

One by one, they're stepping closer to me. A blonde on my left is getting especially too close and I decide it's time to make my move.

I crash the book down over his head, bolting past him and around the desk.

The boys all shout in response and grab me before I can make it past the exit.

Their hands wrap around my arms, holding me in place.

I jerk and pull against their grasp, but can't manage to break free.

"You want the first shot, Andrew?" The boys turn to the blonde guy I just attacked, who's rubbing the top of his head.

"Hell yeah." He comes over to me and I start to tug harder against the hands holding me back.

"Let me go!" I shout, just to be silenced with a punch across the face.

The boys all cheer, as the left side of my face throbs.

Before I can look back, another punch is being delivered to my stomach.

It goes on like that, them taking turns hitting me until I'm gasping for breath.

Another kick is delivered to my stomach and its like I can barely feel it anymore.

"That should teach them not to pick a fight with us and not see it through," Kyler spits.

The arms around me loosen and I stumble without them holding me up.

"Let's get out of here." The boys file past me out the door, as I drop down onto the ground.

I lean my back up against the wall, struggling to catch my breath, wincing with each gulp of air.

I tell myself that I'll just sit for a little while and then I'll grab my things and go home, but I doubt I'll be able to make the walk in my condition. My vision is starting to go spotty and I’m worried I might pass out.

"Y/n? Y/n? Are you here?" The voice echoing through the halls pulls me to attention.

"Hawk?" I respond.

Before I can even sit up, he comes rushing through the door, dropping to his knees beside me.

"Jesus," he murmurs, looking at me with wide eyes.

"You came?" I whisper, not believing it to be true.

"Of course I did, I got your call. Are you okay?"

I nod, sitting up. "Yeah, I'm good."

"Here." Hawk lifts my arm, pulling it over his shoulder and lifting me up. "I'll drive you home."

We stop to grab my stuff and he helps me all the way out to his car.

I finally relax once we're on our way back to my house, letting my head fall against the head rest.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"A little after 11:00."

I sigh. "My whole family's gonna be asleep by now. I really don’t want to wake them up to this."

"You still keep your window unlocked?" Hawk asks.

"You remember that?" I ask.

"How could I forget? I spent too many nights sneaking in to hang out when you were grounded."

"God, only we were lame enough to have to sneak around just to stay home all night."

Hawk chuckles.

We pull into my driveway and Hawk hops out of the car, coming over to my side to help me.

With his support, I walk around to the back of the house, pausing below my window.

Hawk steps forward and pushes it open, turning to me and offering his intertwined hands as a platform to boost me up.

I grasp onto the windowsill and, since my bedroom's on the first floor, slip in easily.

Hawk comes in behind me and goes straight to my bathroom.

I move to sit on my bed, assuming he might just have to go, but he comes back out with a washcloth in hand.

"Can I?" he asks, approaching me.

I’m surprised by how much he cares, but nod and he presses the cool cloth to my face.

"It looks like they didn't get you too bad," he says.

Without saying anything, I reach to lift up my shirt, revealing the bruises on my stomach.

I haven't looked at them, yet, and the mixture of purple and yellow painting my skin looks worse than I could have imagined.

I turn my gaze up to see Hawk's reaction. His face is in a scowl, his nostrils flaring, as his grip on the washcloth tightens.

I'm once again reminded of why I'm so afraid of him.

"I can't believe that they ambushed you five to one," Hawk says. "Those cowards can't even make it a fair fight."

"How'd you know there were five of them," I ask.

Hawk goes back to pressing the washcloth on my cheek. "I saw them leaving when I got there."

"And you didn't stop to fight them?" I ask, confused.

Hawk furrows his brows. "No, I had to make sure you were okay."

I feel myself start to smile, because that's exactly something Eli would do.

"Let me go grab an ice pack," he pops up from the bed and leaves the room.

I take the opportunity while he's gone to change out of my jeans and blouse into loose fitting shorts and a t-shirt.

Hawk comes back from his mission, ice pack in hand, as well as a bottle of ibuprofen.

I take both, gratefully.

Hawk sits beside me on the edge of my bed, while I try and situate the ice pack on my stomach.

I can’t help but wince at the contact.

“They’re gonna fucking pay,” Hawk says.

“I’ll be fine,” I say. “Please, just leave them be.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Hawk jumps up from the bed, waving his hands and turning toward me.

The action causes me to flinch backwards, closing my eyes and putting my head down.

It’s the briefest of movements but when I look back up Hawk is staring down at me with his mouth slightly agape.

“Are you scared of me?” he asks, his voice no louder than a whisper. Almost like he doesn’t want to speak it into existence, like he can’t believe it might be true.

I shake my head, not wanting to get into it right now. “I’m just jumpy cause of everything that happened tonight.”

Hawk rolls his eyes with a shake of his head. “You forget I can always tell when you’re lying. Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?”

“You broke Demetri’s arm. Demetri may be able to forget that, but I can’t. You were awful.”

Hawk’s face falls and he drops his head, avoiding eye contact.

“I know,” he murmurs. “I’m so sorry. If you’re okay, I’ll go.” He turns to head to the window. I should let him, but something about the way his head hangs low and how he refuses to meet my eye reminds me of Eli.

“Wait,” I find myself saying.

Hawk pauses and looks at me expectantly.

“You can stay,” I whisper.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

I nod. “Like old times.” I sit back on the bed, pulling my laptop up to find the Marvel movies we always watched together.

Hawk slowly sits down on the far side of my bed, putting plenty of space between us.

“You’re not going to be able to see it over there.” I slide next to him.

We sit in silence for awhile, eyes on my laptop screen. It’s not long before I start to feel tired, my head drops slightly, resting on his shoulder.

I feel Hawk tense a little at the contact and my head jerks back up with an apology.

“No, it’s fine. I don’t mind,” Hawk says and I rest my head against him once more.

I fall asleep like that, my head on his shoulder and when I wake up in the morning my face is planted on his chest.

I rub my eyes, sitting up and the movement causes Hawk to stir beneath me.

“Sorry for falling asleep,” I whisper.

He shakes his head. “Don’t be. It was nice to hang out like we used to. I missed you.”

His words make me pause. “I missed you, too.”

We sit like that, me leaning over him staring into each others eyes until Hawk breaks the silence.

“Uh, how are you feeling?” he asks.

“Sore,” I reply, “But I’ll be okay.”

“Thank you,” I add. “For coming.”

“I’ll always come get you, y/n.” Hawk’s eyes meet mine again and I can’t help, but feel drawn toward him.

His hand reaches up to brush the side of my face.

My heartbeat is fluttering, my mind is on overdrive trying to process what’s happening.

And then he kisses me, and it’s like the whole world goes still.

When we finally pull away both of us are smiling.

“I love you,” Hawk says. “I’ve loved you since we were kids and I need you to know it.”

His confession leaves me stunned, but my answer is easy. “I love you, too.”

Even though I’ve had my reservations about him recently I know it’s true. I realized it last night. I love the boy sitting across from me, Hawk and Eli alike.

#cobra kai fanfic #hawk cobra kai #cobra kai #eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz #hawk fanfic #hawk x reader

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miyagihawk · 1 year

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hi love i really love your writing and i was wondering if you could do an eli "hawk" moskovitz smut where the reader (one year older if you want) gives a blowjob to hawk (you can do sub hawk and some dom reader) of course only if you feel comfortable

hi! lol got to your request super late but i just got motivation to start writing again. thank you, hope you enjoy!

say my name | eli moskowitz x reader

(ugh this gif. arms!?!?)

warnings: explicit content, 18+ only please! some mention of BDSM. so much teasing ah

summary: contrary to popular belief, eli moskowitz is a sub…

No one would ever guess that Eli, Hawk, Moskowitz loves to be dominated. By you. His whole persona to the public contradicts his submission to you in the bedroom. But you love that it was just a secret between the two of you.

Sure, you love his hand wrapped around your throat as he fucks you relentlessly. And you love when he flips you over by your waist so he could pound into you from behind.

But what feels so, so, right, is when he whines your name and begs for your touch. You in complete control.

“What are you doing?” Hawk looked down at you with playful, knowing eyes, but something dark was lingering in the blue.

“Huh?” you blinked at him innocently, continuing to trace your hand along the waistband of his boxers.

You two were watching a movie, winding down after school. While laying on his chest, your view was not only the tv, but also the imprint of his cock peeking out of his boxers. The sight of it stirred something in you.

Your head rose and fell with his now staggered breathing, as you lowered your hand down to the shape of his length. “Babe,” he moaned, in a warning tone. The point of no return.

Looking up at him, his eyes were dark and full of desire. He wanted you.

“I’m barely touching you. Why so hard already,” you teased. You wrapped your hand lightly around him over his boxers, and you felt it harden even more. His lips parted, heavier breaths leaving his mouth.

You started to move your hand slowly up and down, as you watched his tortured face scrunch up in both pleasure and pain. “J-Just quit the teasing,” he whimpered, sending a shiver down your spine.

“If you’re going to give me orders you can touch yourself,” you pulled your hand away suddenly, making him grab it and put it back where it was. You smiled, loving how much power you had.

“No. I want you to touch me,” Hawk tightened his hand around yours to make you grip his cock and stroke it up and down.

“Please?” you scolded, halting all movement of your hands.

“Please,” he whined out. Satisfied, you pulled his boxers down his legs, making his hard length be revealed to you. Positioning yourself between his legs, you ran your hands up and down his abs.

You leaned down, letting your warm breath fan out on his cock. “Is this what you want?”

He nodded, looking down at you in lust.

“Say yes,” you demanded.

“Yes,” Hawk swallowed, squirming from how swollen his dick was. You let yourself admire his state of utter obedience.

“Good boy,” you gave a singular kiss on his tip, causing him to twitch. “Now before we start, what’s our rule?”

He groaned, hoping you had forgotten the rule just this time. He could barely sputter out his words as you delivered more feathery kisses along his cock. “I…I can’t cum… unless you say I can,” he answered distractedly.

“Good boy,” you approved, and following the two words, beads of pre-cum spilled out of his tip.

You let your tongue catch them at the base of his cock, and you licked all the way until you reached the top. Hawk moaned hotly.

You put his pink tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around. Your hand stroked him up, and down at the same time. “So big, baby,” you purred, before taking more of him in your mouth.

He moaned even louder, encouraging you to bob your head slowly, taking every inch of him into your mouth.

You went faster and faster, and more moans escaped him. Your panties were so wet at his sounds. “Say my name,” you ordered.

“Y/N.” It was heaven, hearing him say it like that. So dirty, and perfect.

“Again,” you said, before putting him back into your mouth.

“Y/N,” he moaned louder.

You could tell he was close by the frequent twitching of his cock in your mouth, and how he grabbed your hair. “Not yet, my love,” you cooed, slowing down on your motions.

“I-I can’t,” Hawk stuttered hopelessly, bucking his hips up for contact with your lips. You dragged your mouth excruciatingly slow, up and down his cock teasingly.

“Not yet.”

He groaned in frustration, concentrating on not letting go. “Please.”

“No,” you denied him, moving your tongue on him in a way that you know really tortures him.

“Y/N,” your name came deep from his throat, making you cave.

“Cum for me,” you kissed his cock, bobbing up and down faster than ever. He cried out, pulling on your hair in the way you love. Hawk’s cum filled your mouth, and you watched as he was catching his breath with closed eyes.

You crawled up from his legs to allow him to wrap his arms around you. “You okay?” you giggled, running your hands through his hair.

“You kill me,” he huffed, a glimpse of a satisfied smile on his face.

#cobra kai #eli moskowitz #hawk cobra kai #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai x reader #eli moskowitz imagine #eli moskowitz x reader #hawk imagine #hawk x reader #cobrakai #cobra kai smut

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sensei-venus · 2 months

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@gemini-sensei Now you have me thinking about Bimbo! Reader and Hawk after they graduate.

The two of them are so cute together! Reader is a stay-at-home wife, but she definitely does something like bedazzling tumblers or something when she's bored and sells them. Hawk is working at the dojo with Daniel and Johnny. Things couldn't be better for the couple.

Well that is until Sam and Miguel have their first baby.

Sam lets Reader hold the little boy one time right after they get out of the hospital and that's that. Reader is obsessed with the baby boy.

She holds him whenever she is over at the Diaz-LaRusso house. When Sam is busy she helps out and watches him. Making sure he has a nice warm bottle and a soft blanket. Talking to him all sweet and quiet. His little eyes always seem to follow her. Sam and Miguel have to admit that they find it cute to see both the chubby girl and their newborn son giggle at one another. Reader adores the time she gets to spend at their house.

But one day when she goes home from a tiny visit, she feels different. She's making dinner, now in some kind of mood, when her phone dings. Picking it up she finds a new message from Sam. Opening it she finds a picture of the baby boy in the new outfit she had bought them recently. Sam gushes a little about how adorable he looks in it and thanks her agine for buying it for him. Reader gives a smile to herself as she texts back “Hes so cute! Lots of kisses from his aunt Reader💕” before putting the phone back down.

Her mood is completely sour now. She stops cooking and just sits at the dinner table thinking. Not fully understanding why she's feeling the way she is. So many emotions are popping up. She loves the Diaz baby so why is she all of a sudden so sad? She thinks about it for a while before she realizes what she's feeling in that moment.

Her cheeks are warm and her heart is going a mile a minute in her chest.

She wants a baby of her own.

(cutting it off here, but I fucking know for a fact that Reader cries a lot when telling Hawk she wants a baby.)

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loveronlineee · 2 years

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Change (Hawk x Reader)

Eli (Hawk) Moskowitz x Reader (She/Her)

A Cobra Kai rewrite with Y/N added in:)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Change 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

#Cobra Kai #cobra kai hawk #hawk cobra kai #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai fic #Hawk #hawk x reader #hawk moskowitz #eli #eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz #karate kid #karate kid x reader #cobra kai season 5

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veryberryjelly · 7 months

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ok maybeeee 3 and 4 from the prompt list for poly!moonhawk

(also if you want me to resend this as a celebration request i totally will and also i can and will send more if that won’t be overwhelming, i just love this idea so much)

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

i am for real so excited to write for this pairing !!

i got very carried away

3- hesitantly tugging the other's fabric of their shirt or sleeve

4- ^^ the other notices so they pull them into a hug, smiling as they just watch them melt

while you had never been much of a fan of karate, you knew this was something you could not miss.

your boyfriends dojo was competing in the all valley tournament and you and your girlfriend were sat amongst the rivalling dojo's families almost on the edge of your seat.

while moon had assured you a number of times that everything was going to be fine, it didnt stop your nerves.

you knew hawk could handle himself, but that didnt lessen the fear of him getting seriously injured.

one wrong move and he could break something major.

it was different when you stopped by the dojo to see him training, because while part of the motto of cobra kai was ' no mercy ' no one in there was set out to truly hurt their friends.

he could get truly hurt out here.

you had shared your concerns with moon last night while hawk was doing some last minute training.

laying on her bed doing nothing in particular apart from chatting with some music in the background with her head rested in your lap.

your're not sure how you ended up sitting like it but you weren't complaining.

' hawk's going to be okay tomorrow, right? i mean- i know he does this practically every day, but it's different. these people aren't his friends, they aren't going to pull their punches. '

while you talked you felt moons hand lift to thread her fingers through yours, pulling them to her chest and pressing a short kiss onto them.

' he's going to be fine. he knows what he's doing. they're not going to pull their punches but there's referees so it's safer than a street fight. '

her words went quite a long way to comfort you as this was going to be your first time watching hawk compete while moon had seen him before.

you could trust her words.

but it didnt completely squash the nerves in the pit of your stomach.

even when hawk returned from training and told you himself that he was going to be fine.

the three of you stayed at moons overnight with the plan to drive to the tournament tomorrow morning.

and that's exactly what you all did.

after arriving at the tournament, hawk went off to join his dojo after both you and moon wished him luck and told him to kick ass.

the two of you had been sat on the benches of there venue waiting for cobra kai to compete.

more specifically, waiting for hawk to step up to the mat.

when you heard his name called you could feel moon stiffen beside you and you had the exact same reaction, your hand reaching out to grasp onto hers.

the guy he was up against was big. he looked to be about 160 pounds of pure muscle with at least 8 inches on hawk including his hair.

" oh god " you muttered under your breath, watching as both contenders bowed to eachother before assuming their first fighting position.

it was as though you blacked out until the referee called the fight, announcing hawk as the winner, even if his bloodied nose said otherwise.

it was your first time seeing him fight outside of practising at the dojo and he was very good.

with every fight it got easier to watch, until you were actually enjoying seeing him do something he loved.

until the semi finals.

you and moon were both up on your feet at this point, partially out of nerves and just needing to stand up, and partially so he knew that you two were rooting for him all the way up there.

your excitement and joy was wiped away when a swift kick to the face sent hawk flying to the floor.

you waited for him to get up like he had been doing all day, but he didn't.

his opponent was announced the winner of the match and hawk lay still on the floor.

you suddenly remembered why you were so scared.

it took a minute for him to get up, and even when he finally did he was stumbling quite a bit.

there wasnt even a discussion between you and moon before you collected your things and stood from the stands to go and find him where he was inevitably receiving a little bit of medical attention.

in the back hallways of the venue it was almost silent apart from the echo from the main area where the fights were still commencing.

the thing that gave away where he was was a pair of voices from behind a door.

moon was first through to push through the door, with yourself close in tow.

you found what you expected, a medic sat infront of hawk performing tests to ensure he didnt have a concussion and issuing bandaids, tissues and an ice pack for the inevitable headache .

when she noticed the two other girls in the room she was quick to respond

" you two can't be back here "

" it's okay," hawk interrupted, his eyes landing on the two of you. " they're my girlfriends "

" you're girlfriend can stay but you can't both be back here " you assumed the medic thought he was just a bit confused from the head trauma.

" no, we're both his girlfriend " you corrected, knowing it was hard to grasp for some people. while you tried to be kind it was very hard to be right now when you could see blood pouring out of your boyfriends nose.

" oh- how modern...i'll leave you three to it then " she muttered out, leaving behind two advil for hawk along with a bottle of water before she scuttled out of the room while a soft smile rested on all of your faces.

that was always fun.

once the three of you were alone, all forms of restraint you usually held went out the window.

" are you okay? that looked like a nasty kick " you questioned, taking the ice pack from his hand to hold against his head, his hand dropping down to rest on your leg.

" i'm fine. just some bruises and a very mild concussion " he muttered somewhat angrily.

a concussion meant he couldnt train for a couple of days.

" you have a concussion and you think you're fine ?" moon questioned, her voice rising in volume slightly as she delicately wiped at the blood under his nose with her thumb.

" yes, because i am fine. " he assured her even if neither of you were believing it.

the look you exchanged with moon was enough to communicate an entire conversation without saying anything.

that short conversation between the three of you was enough for you to know that hawk was more than disappointed he had not only lost, but had ended up with an injury other than a bruise.

so you posed a question to him

" d'you want to stay or we can get out of here before everyone else ?"

there were a few moments before he answered.

" let's get out of here. " his reply set a minuscule smile onto your lips and moons.

" i'll go grab the car and i'll meet you out front " moon said simply, picking up her bag and pressing a short kiss onto both of your lips before walking out to get the car.

" you okay ?" you asked in a volume just above a whisper.

he nodded mildly, his eyes meeting yours.

" yeah, just gotta get out of here " he replied, standing from the bench you were sat on and reaching into his bag to grab a sweater to throw on over his slightly bloodied gi.

once he collected his things, the two of you walked down the hallway towards the front of the building where moon would soon be pulling up with the car.

while you waited leant against the wall of the building, you decided to fill the silence, fiddling slightly with the edge of his sweater sleeve as it hung around his wrist.

" you were amazing today. i've never seen you fight like that before...was pretty hot "

you couldnt even keep a straight face while saying that, a slight smirk edging it's way onto your lips as you met his gaze.

" yeah, " he started, lifting his arm to drape over your shoulders and pull you further into his side. " pretty hot seeing me kick some ass ?" he muttered quietly, a soft laugh edging on his tone

" yeah, not so much watching you get your ass kicked, but for the most part " you teased, your smile almost breaking past the boundaries of your face.

you weren't surprised when that comment earned you a pinch at your waist.

a car horn scared the shit out of you, causing you to almost jump out of hawk's grasp.

it was only when you heard your girlfriends signature laugh that your heart rate started returning to normal

" sorry, didn't mean to scare you guys " while that statement was definitely false, you couldnt bring yourself to care.

after climbing into the car, moon drove you to her place seeing as her parents weren't home until tomorrow and the three of you could spend the night again.

your evening was spent sprawled out across a set of soft sheets with moon's laptop playing an old movie while the three of you went between watching it, chatting in hushed tones and sharing very soft kisses.

it was as if hawk never even lost.

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justauthoring · 2 years

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Shadow of Yourself [1/18]

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

A/N: Let me know if you’d like to be added to the tag list :) And please let me know what you think of this first part! Based off of: Cobra Kai 01x01, 01x02 and 01x03 Warnings: bullying, swearing, mentions of SA, etc. Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x F!Reader

Disclaimer: This is inspired by @loveronlineee ‘s Hawk x reader rewrite series. The first part is very similar to theirs -- we’ve had a conversation and they’re aware :) Parts from now on will be different!

WELCOME TO THE LOSERS:

“Well, Y/N. Don’t you just look happy.”

Sending Demetri a glare, you let your lunch tray fall to the table with a loud clatter, falling into your seat with a huff. You can feel both Demetri and Eli’s, whose sat next to you, gaze on you as settle into your seat.

Letting out a huff, you meet their gaze. “Guess who I ran into on my way here?”

“Hmm, let me guess,” Demetri pretends to pause in thought, pressing a hand to his chin. “Yasmine?”

Snapping your fingers at him, you roll your eyes. “Bingo.”

“Are you okay?”

Eli’s voice is in a much softer tone compared to Demetri’s, pulling your gaze on him as he stares at you with a mixture of concern and sadly, a lack of surprise. You can’t blame him, or even really Demetri’s response — the fact of the matter was it wasn’t surprising.

At all.

“I’m fine,” you shrug, moving to cross your arms over your chest. “She just had a few choice words about my appearance today, that’s all.”

Although you try to say it with an edge of nonchalance, brushing off their concern — both Eli and Demetri can see the way you curl into yourself, arms wrapping tighter around your body in an effort to try and cover yourself more. You were deeply regretting letting your small bout of confidence this morning convince you to wear something different to your normal every day attire. Something a little more risky, something a little more like what Yasmine would wear.

Any confidence you had had been quickly shattered the second you ran into Yasmine.

“Well, I-I think you look great.”

No matter how softly fumbled his words are, Eli’s compliment doesn’t fail to make your heart flutter in response and a warmth grow to your cheeks. You suddenly feel ten times better than you had seconds prior, a feat only Eli was ever able to accomplish when it came to Yasmine. The smile that curls onto your lips is contagious, but you find yourself fumbling for a response back, your embarrassment growing at the rather unimpressed look Demetri is sending both your ways.

“Is it cool if I sit here?”

You’re thankful for the interruption in more ways then one, blinking in surprise as you turn to look at the unfamiliar voice only to see a kid you don’t recognize.

“Ooh,” Demetri whistles, answering before you can get a word in otherwise. “Sorry, table’s really blowing up right now. I can put you on the wait list, but it’s probably next semester at the earliest.”

The new kid just shakes his head, obviously believing Demetri’s sarcasm, moving to walk away. “Okay.”

“Wait,” you call out, voice rushing out quickly before he can get too far. “He’s kidding,” you quickly explain, sending a small smile when the new kid meets your gaze. “Please sit,” you gesture before yourself. “Sometimes, Demetri just doesn’t know when to not be sarcastic.”

You send another glare Demetri’s way, but he’s hardly phased, shrugging his shoulders. “Hey, I bring the entertainment to this table.”

Rolling your eyes, you turn back to the new kid. “My names Y/N.”

“Miguel,” he nods back.

“I’m Demetri, like she said,” Demetri offers, before gesturing to Eli. “This is Eli.” In response, he just offers a small nod. “He’s a man of few words.”

Eli looks down at his hands at that, a action you notice out of the corner of your eye. Frowning, you quickly move to nudge him, sending him a small smile, one he moves to reciprocate, before something catches his eye.

Following his gaze, you frown at the sight of Yasmine.

Instantly, you curl back into yourself, desperately trying to avoid the girls gaze as she walks right past, not even batting you, or the rest of your friends, a single glance. Still, her words from earlier come back to slap you in the face, and you’re quick to curl back into yourself, nails digging into the back of your shirt.

You don’t notice Eli’s gaze on you.

“Dude,” Demetri calls out, causing you to blink. “Don’t torture yourself. Those are the rich girls.”

Miguel seems in a trance, blinking himself out of his stupor; “do you ever talk to them or...”

Instantly, you can feel Demetri’s sarcasm.

“Oh yeah! All the time. We hang out after school, make out, give each other hand jobs.” You watch as Demetri gestures to Eli, the latter in response laughing quietly to himself. “Eli here is the homecoming king. Gets laid more than anyone. Isn’t that right, Eli?”

“Okay, okay,” you huff lightly, rolling your eyes at Demetri but even you can’t stop the smile on your lips at his words. “I think Miguel gets the point.”

Demetri shakes his head, continuing; “talk to them? You realize what table you’re sitting at, right? You’ve pretty much signed away all hopes of losing your virginity before college.”

As Demetri finishes talking, you feel Eli tense up beside you. Glancing over at him with a frown, your shoulders fall in realization once you see what he has.

“Oh shit, Yasmine’s looking at us.” He fiddles with his fingers, leaning into himself. “Probably just making fun of me.”

“I don’t think she’s making fun of you,” Miguel argues, shaking his head. “I mean, just because they’re hot doesn’t mean they’re mean.”

“Maybe,” Eli shrugs, ignoring the disbelieving look Demetri sends him. “I mean, Y/N’s nice.”

You blink at his words, suddenly feeling all three boys’ gaze on you as your lips part in surprise. Specifically, you can’t seem to take your eyes off of Eli as he smile softly at you -- you’re not even sure he completely understand exactly what he just said to you. But then again, Eli said a lot of things to cheer you up and they never really meant anything before.

Not in the way you hoped anyway.

“See?” Miguel agrees, sending you a bright smile. “Eli gets it.”

“Well, I don’t care if Yasmine is the meanest girl at school. I’d kill all three of you just to get her to spit in my face.”

Scrunching your face up, you turn to Demetri; “that’s disgusting.”

“Yet,” he pauses, “true.”

“If you don’t make a move, though, you’ll never have a shot,” Miguel cuts in, shaking his head at Demetri.

“True,” Demetri points at Miguel, “but I’ll also never suffer a humiliating rejection. I’m at peace with my depression, the last thing I need to be is suicidal.”

Miguel falls silent at that, and just as you move to finally take a bit out of your lunch, you freeze when you feel a pair of eyes on you. It’s no doubt Yasmine, but still you turn your head over your shoulder nonetheless, a deep frown marring your lips as she meets your gaze. The look on his face is nothing short of cruel as he blatantly laughs at you, sending you a feigned pout of pity.

A little past her, you see one of the boys that frequently sit at her table eyeing you as well. Particularly, your chest.

Yup, you really shouldn’t have listened to yourself this morning.

“Did--Did you want my sweater?”

Blinking at Eli’s words, you turn back around to face him, eyes widening.

“What?” Then, you see him gesturing to his sweater, the words finally settling in. “Oh, no, that’s okay, Eli. Thank you though--”

But he’s already pulling off his sweater before you finish speaking, your lips parting as you watch him simply hand it over to you with a gentle smile. It takes you a second before you accept it — not feeling the pair of eyes watching you — smiling brightly at Eli.

“Thank you, Eli. I was getting a little cold.”

The both of you know that’s not it, but neither of you say anything as you let the sweater fall over your body, pulling your arms through the sleeves, feeling a bit better at being a little more covered.

And, of course, getting to wear Eli’s sweater.

Neither of you notice the matching pair of blushes on either of your cheeks -- in fact, the only one who does is Demetri, who simply rolls his eyes at the both of yours obliviousness.

Then, suddenly, Miguel’s standing up, slow and as if in a daze.

“Uh, what’re you doing?”

“Striking first.”

“Oh, shit.” Demetri huffs, “hope we don’t get hit with the shrapnel.”

Rolling your eyes, you watch Miguel with a smile. “I kind of admire it,” you shrug, “his confidence.”

“And yours this morning seemed to work so well for you.”

Frowning at Demetri’s words, you glance down at your lap.

In the next second, the chair Miguel had been sat in not seconds prior is pulled back out, Miguel falling into it with a huff a second later.

“So,” Demetri calls after a moment, “how’d it go?”

Miguel just nods, not needing to say anything.

“Well,” you offer after a moment, “I thought it was brave.”

Miguel turns to you with a bright smile, surprised by your words as you send him a thumbs up.

“Y/N.”

Feeling a nudge at your side, you turn to Eli with a quirked brow.

“Remember?”

That’s all he needs to say for it to click, “oh, shit! Our project!” Turning to Demetri and Miguel, you send an apologetic glance the latter’s way. “Sorry, Eli and I have to finish up our project that’s due next period. Final touches. It was nice meeting you though, Miguel.”

You’re moving to a stand, Eli following after you quickly as Miguel sends you a wave.

Once the two of you are out of the lunchroom, Miguel turns to Demetri.

“Are those two--”

“Dating?” Demetri cuts in, rolling his eyes. “No. However, deeply in love with each other and too afraid to admit it? Yes, most definitely.”

Miguel nods, slowly at first. “How long have they been like that?”

“Since the first day Y/N stood up for Eli, which in turn turned her into one of us.” Demetri shrugs, “I believe that was… middle school? I’ve known Eli since elementary and Y/N was the first person who ever stood up for him. He’s been in love with her since then.”

“And Y/N?”

Demetri pauses, face scrunching up in thought. “I dunno. One day, she came into school and it was like Eli was a whole new person to her. She won’t tell me, though. Won’t even admit it.”

Miguel frowns, head titling in confusion. “But it’s so…—“

“—obvious?”

“Yeah.”

“Trust me,” Demetri sighs, “I’ve been trying to tell both of them that for years.”

“Cyberbullying is no laughing matter.”

“Oh no,” you mumble, voice barely a whisper.

You feel Eli tense next to you, Miguel and Demetri sending you a look of confusion as all of four of focus on the student councillor. She’s made herself known at the front of the lunchroom, microphone in hand for added effect.

By the look on Eli’s face, you have a feeling you know where this is going.

“Sending a cruel message to someone online can be just as hurtful as saying it to their face. I’m not gonna name names, but the other day a mother called me up because her son was crying after some kids online made fun of his facial deformity.”

Not gonna name names, my ass.

Turning to Eli, you frown at the look on his face.

“It’s the kid right there,” you hear someone whisper nearby, gesturing to Eli.

“It’s the kid with the weird lip!”

Eli quickly moves to cover his lip, eyes trained downwards as he tries to hide himself with no avail. It’s pretty obvious everyone’s eyes are on him.

Setting a hand on his shoulder, you shake your head; “just ignore them,” you whisper. But you know that’s easier said then done.

“But today, our goal here is to make this school a safe space for all students—“

“You know,” Miguel cuts in, pulling your attention away from the teacher as he leans over to Eli. “If you’re sick of getting bullied, my karate dojos looking for recruits.”

You lips purse in thought, and one glance at Eli tells you he’s maybe considering it.

Of course, Demetri thinks otherwise. “Yeah, right. You hear that, Eli? A little karate training,” he makes some hand movements, a poor mocking of the sport. “And you’re gonna kick some major ass.”

“I’m serious, Demetri,” Miguel argues, leaning forward in his seat. “My sensei’s the real deal. I’m sure I could get you all discounts.”

“As enticing as that sounds, I think we’d rather spend our afternoons playing Crucible Control than getting hit in the face.”

“I dunno,” you shrug, leaning forward with a smile. “It might be worth checking out.”

“Really?” Miguel’s eyes widen, leaning towards you. “You’ll sign up for it then?”

You pause slightly, faltering. “I… more meant,” and slowly your eyes shift towards the boy sat next to you. “Eli?” And when his eyes fall on you, Miguel turns to him excitedly, looking entirely too hopeful. “It might be fun, yeah?”

Eli doesn’t say anything, not really; just a single glance to you and then back at Miguel, before shrugging his shoulders.

“Oh, and one more thing.” The teachers voice cuts back in, “while we’re all looking forward to the Halloween dance, let’s make sure our costumers are cultural sensitive. For example, instead of ‘sexy nurse’, maybe try ‘gender-neutral hospital employee’.”

Body tensing at her words, you bite your lip.

“Y/N?” Miguel calls out, surprising you as you turn to him. “Are you okay?”

“Oh, oh, yeah,” you smile, though it doesn’t reach your eyes. “Yeah, I’m okay. I just realized though, that I um… I have to go.”

You push yourself to a stand, grabbing your backpack with haste.

You’re walking away and out of the lunchroom before any of the boys can stop you.

“What was that all about?”

And as both pair of eyes fall on Eli, he just shrugs.

“I don’t know either.”

“Y/N! Y/N! Wait up!”

Pausing at the sound of Miguel’s voice, you’re oddly surprised at the sight of him running up to you, looking as if he’d left the cafeteria in a flurry of panic.

“Um, Miguel?” You call out, baffled as your brows furrow at him.

He falls to a stop in front of you, slightly breathless as he presses his palms to his knees. You watch as he catches his breath, slowly turning his head up to glance at you. “Are you, uh… are you okay?”

You blink, glancing past him at the doors to the lunchroom before back at him. “You ran all the way here just to ask if I’m okay?”

“Well, yeah,” he shrugs, “you looked really upset when you left.”

“Oh.” You mumble it out, shocked at his sweetness and care to check up on you — someone he’s really only just met. “Yeah,” you smile lightly, though it doesn’t meet your eyes. “I just… it’s just this Halloween dance.”

“You don’t wanna go?”

“No, it’s not that, it’s just…” Pausing, you shake your head. You don’t know what you’re just dumping all of your troubles onto Miguel when you’ve barely even told Eli or Demetri any of this. “I don’t know, just nervous. I want something to happen, but I’m scared it won’t go the way I want.”

Miguel smiles brightly, a twinkle in his gaze as he laughs. “You want Eli to ask you to dance, yeah?”

Blinking, you jerk your head back. “How’d you know?”

He just laughs; “it’s clear that you two like each other, and I mean, Demetri has definitely complained about his troubles as a third wheel.”

Letting out a snort, you roll your eyes; “that doesn’t surprise me.”

“I meant what I said though,” Miguel assures, “I know Eli likes you too.”

Crossing your arms over your chest, you shrug. “I’m not sure. He’s really sweet and kind, and there’s times where I think ‘maybe he does like me’, but then nothing ever happens.” You explain, meeting Miguel’s gaze with a frown. “I’m just tired of getting my hopes up.”

Miguel just beams down at you, setting a hand on your shoulder while giving you a thumbs up. “Don’t worry, tonight is the night he’ll make a move. I’m sure of it.”

Quirking a brow, you mimic his smile. It’s impossible not to — Miguel just has this way about him that makes you trust him inexplicably. Because the truth is, there’s no way he can guarantee something like that and yet, you want to believe him. You barely know the boy, but you feel like you can tell him anything, and he’d listen.

“Yeah, you think so?”

“I know so.”

“Well,” you shrug, laughing. “I’ll believe in you then.”

“Hey, you!”

Jumping at the random, booming voice, you tense in surprise as you spin around, only to see a full grown man rushing towards you. And not one you recognize as a teacher.

You’d been hesitating on walking into the gym, feeing slightly uncomfortable with the costume you’d chosen for the night. You’d gone with something a little more risky, and last time you had, it had gone anything but well.

However, you were hoping to impress Eli tonight.

“Um, hello?”

He’s slightly out of breath as he reaches you, and you’re mildly unsure of what he wants with you until suddenly there’s a piece of orange paper being shoved in your face.

“Cobra… Kai?”

“It’s my dojo,” he explains, “you should join it. Girls can be badass too. I don’t discriminate.”

Utterly baffled and confused, any previous anxiousness was out the window as you turned back to the guy.

“Thank… you? I guess?”

“Of course, of course,” sending you a ‘rock on’ with his hand, he begins to back up. “Don’t forget to check out the website, it’s—it’s on the paper!”

You don’t say anything else, simply watching him walk away as he slowly shuffles back on his feet before you slowly turn towards the doors to the gymnasium. That was… certainly interesting.

Once you’re inside, it doesn’t take long for you to spot your friends. They’re tucked away in a corner like you expected, and it’s not hard to spot Demetri in his full necromancy get-up that he’d been raving to you about for the past few days leading up.

“Look, there she is!”

Reaching them, you try to ignore the flutter of butterflies — you were shy at the worst of times, and having been trying to push yourself out of your own boundaries recently had been anything but easy. The only reason you hadn’t stopped after Yasmine made fun of you the first time was because Eli had thought you looked great and… well, you wanted Eli to think you looked great tonight too.

Beautiful even.

“Y/N, you—…”

It’s Eli who speaks first once the three boys have gotten a good look at you. Your heart starts to race as anticipation floods you, hoping desperately he’ll say the words you were waiting for.

But then a second pauses by, and it’s starting to get awkward; your smile faltering when you realize he isn’t going to say anything.

“—great!”

It’s Miguel who cuts in, pulling your eyes on him as he grins brightly at you. “Seriously! Best costume out of the four of us for sure.”

It’s not Eli, but the words are sweet enough and you can’t help but smile softly at Miguel — even if you can’t help but feel slightly disappointed. Plus, you know Miguel’s just trying to make you feel better and honestly, it kind of does.

“I thought mine was pretty good,” Demetri mumbles, mainly to himself.

“I mean… dude,” Miguel cuts in, gesturing to you, “she’s Princess Leia…”

Feeling your cheeks warm, you laugh at Miguel’s words, missing the look Eli sends him as you shake your head.

“Oh yeah, Miguel. I think your Sensei’s handing out flyers here at school.”

His head tilts, brows furrowing in confusion.

“Cobra Kai, right?” You ask, handing him the flyer, “he flagged me down before I came in. He was… um, interesting.” You offer lamely, not sure how else to describe the rather strange man.

Miguel looks mildly embarrassed, reading the flyer with a slight flush to his cheeks before smiling at you.

“The offers still there, ya know. To all of you,” he turns to look at Eli and Demetri too.

“Yes, well as much as I love talking about karate — please notice the sarcasm — why don’t we all grab something to drink?”

Figuring this was your chance, you were quick to speak up. “Oh well, I kind of wanted to dance.” You offer, eyes flitting from Demetri to Miguel, before settling on Eli, trying to not look to hopeful as you brush a strand of hair behind your ear. “If—if someone wanted to dance with me.”

It’s clear you mean Eli.

Miguel and Demetri glance at each other, pausing, waiting with anticipation for Eli to take the offer you’d so graciously handed to him on a silver plate. All he literally had to do was say he’d like to dance with you — he didn’t even have to ask!

But as a moment passes and Eli says nothing, looking nervous as ever and a red tint to his cheeks, you think maybe you’d misread some sort of line somewhere along the way.

He looked positively embarrassed at even the thought of having to dance with you.

Swallowing back the tears that threaten to fall, you take a step back. “I’ll go grab us some drinks then,” you call out, desperately wanted to get away from both Demetri and Miguel’s pitying looks and the absolutely mortified one on Eli’s.

Once you’re gone, Demetri doesn’t hesitate; “you really are an idiot.”

Eli blinks, “what?”

“Dude,” Miguel calls, exasperated as he shakes his head. “She obviously wanted to dance with you.”

Eli’s eyes widen, “she did?”

“I swear to God.”

Ignoring Demetri, Miguel turns to Eli; “yes. She was also hoping you’d say something about her costume.” Miguel shakes his head, huffing.And don’t pretend like you don’t like her, it’s pretty obvious.”

Eli’s cheeks warm and he shuffles on his feet, shaking his head, “yeah, but I mean… I highly doubt she’d actually want to dance with me.”

“Dude, we’re you just not present two minutes prior?” Demetri calls out, exhausted at his friends clear obviousness to your more than obvious feelings for him.

Eli just stares back.

“Look, there’s still a chance,” Miguel calls out hopeful. “Just go ask her now, I’m sure—“

But as the three turn in the direction you’d gone, they’re shocked to see a bit next to you, a hand on your arm as you laugh at something he says, the drinks you’d gotten them left forgotten on the table behind you.

Then, in the next second, he’s extending his hand out towards you and you’re letting your own fall in his, moving towards the dance floor.

“Well…” Demetri calls out after a moment of echoed silence, turning back to Eli whose since pulled back. There’s a upset look in his eyes but he turns away before either Miguel or Demetri can say anything.

“Here.”

Biting your lip, you reluctantly follow behind the boy, Adam, who’d asked you to dance. At first you’d been hesitant, but then one glance back at Eli and watching as he adamantly shook his head — assuming it had something to do with you — you realized, why not?

You deserved to have some fun, even if it wasn’t with the boy you wanted.

And it had been fun — at first — but now he was leading you out of the gym and through the rather secluded halls and you were starting to get a bad feeling about what he really intended.

“This rooms empty.”

“Um, I don’t—“

You’re yanked into the room before you can finished speaking, feeling the door slam shut behind you as you’re pressed against it. Your chest tightens in fear, feeling sweat build on your forehead as you realized you should’ve listen to your own instincts better.

Feeling his hands slide onto your hips, you tense.

“Uh, I don’t think—”

“Shh, it’s okay, right?” Adam calls out, voice husked as he presses his lips to your ear. “I mean, you like this sort of stuff, don’t you?”

Baffled by his words, you press the palms of your hands against his chest, pulling away from his with wide eyes. “What’re you talking about?” You huff, shaking your head as you try to create as much distance between the two of you as possible.

“What are you talking about?” He laughs obnoxiously, making you feel ten times smaller then you actually are. “Don’t you know?”

“Know what?”

“Everybody says you like to act like a prude, so I guess it makes sense.” Smirking, Adam pulls your hands off of him, moving to grip your waist with a tight squeeze. But as you continue to stare at him bewildered, he just rolls his eyes. “You know? I heard a few of my buddy’s say you’ve already given them a blowjob. I figured I had to see what all the fuss was about.”

“What?”

Finally coming to your senses, you harshly shove him off of you, feeling your eyes water at his words.

“Okay, Jesus,” he huffs, holding his hands up. “Don’t have to be such a bitch.”

You’re turning away before he can say anything more, rushing out of the room as the tears start to well in your eyes. You couldn’t believe what he was saying — you’ve… you’ve never even kissed a guy before…

How could those rumours have started? How—

Then it clicks. Yasmine.

“Man, I heard you were one but I didn’t realize you’d starting dressing like a slut too.”

It makes sense now why she’d said that to you yesterday. She’s always had a particular hatred for you, teasing you day in and day out — you just never thought it’d go that far…

Feeling a sob break past your lips, you realize you should’ve just stayed home tonight. Nothing had gone the way you wanted and now—

“Y/N?”

Freezing at the sound of Eli’s voice, and the pair of footsteps following him, knowing it can be no other than Demetri, you pause in your step. You don’t really want them to see you crying. They were your best friends, even if Demetri could get on your nerves sometimes, you still cared for the both of them greatly.

However, they were boys and you were afraid they wouldn’t… understand.

“Are you okay?”

A hand falls on your shoulder, touch gentle but hesitant and you’re quick to turn your head the other way.

“I’m fine,” you rush out, shaking your head as you wipe hastily at your cheeks.

“No, you’re not,” Demetri calls out from the other side of you, peaking around to see you — making your attempt at hiding all but useless. “You’re clearly crying.”

Sending him a glare, you huff; “thank you for stating the obvious, Demetri.”

He pulls back, hands held up in surrender as you simply sigh, shoulders falling in defeat as you finally turn to look at Eli. He looks ten times more worried then Demetri, (though you know deep down in his ever so sarcastic heart he cares) and he’s looking down at you with such care and concern you find your resolve faltering at the look in his eyes.

“What happened?”

Biting your lip at his softly uttered question, you shrug; “nothing.”

Eli frowns, clearly knowing you’re lying. “Yasmine?”

You tense at her name and that gives it away.

Demetri sighs, and the two boys follow you as you move to take a seat at the steps before the three of you. They’re on either side of you, Eli’s shoulder brushing against your own.

“Obviously something happened.”

You turn to Demetri, shaking your head. “It’s fine. More or less the same.”

“W-Well,” Eli cuts in, unable to stop himself. “What happened to that boy you were with?”

Your whole body freezes at his question and Demetri and Eli are quick to send each other a confused glance.

“Y/N,” Eli calls, leaning forward to meet your gaze. “Did he… he do something to you?”

You’re unbelievable uncomfortable. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust them, especially Eli — the two of you have leaned on each other more times then you can count when either of you were picked on. You found comfort in him, and you knew Demetri would never make fun of you because he understood.

Well, understood most of it.

“I got away before anything happened,” you shrug, bringing your knees to your chest, making a special effort to keep your dress tucked from revealing anything. “It just… startled me.”

You are careful not to mention what he said. You don’t want Eli thinking that of you.

“Do you want me to beat him up for you?”

It’s Demetri who says it, and it instantly brings a smile to your lips which you assume was the goal of his comment. Turning to him, you shake your head at the goofy look on his face, hands held out before him like he’s going to fight somebody.

“You been secretly going to Miguel’s dojo or something?” You tease, wiggling your brows.

Eli huffs next to you, “yeah, right. Demetri hates that I’m even considering it.”

You turn to Eli, letting out a giggle at the both of them, unaware of look the both of them send to each other and the smiles that curl onto their lips at their success in getting you to laugh.

Maybe they didn’t understand but, as always, you find yourself surprised at how much care either of the boys put into making sure you’re happy. Even though the night hadn’t gone how you wanted, it still felt good to know that at least you still had your friends.

And as your laughter slows, something comes to mind; “wait, where’s Miguel?”

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kaicobras · 2 years

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FIVE PLUS ONE: i wanna be the one that makes your day, the one you think about as you lie awake. (cobra kai characters x gn!reader)

— a compilation of different scenarios involving ‘the five times and the one time’ with the cobra kai characters.

series chapters:

chapter one: the five times johnny watches you and miguel diaz pine over each other like idiots and the one time he does something about it.

chapter two: the five times robby keene gets interrupted before he’s able to kiss you and the one time he finally gets to.

chapter three: the five times hawk moskowitz gets mistaken as your boyfriend and the one time he admits it doesn’t necessarily bother him to have that title.

chapter four: the five times tory nichols hated your guts and the one time she realized maybe, just maybe it wasn’t hate after all.

chapter five: the five times demetri alexopoulous doesn’t realize you’re flirting with him and the one time he actually gets a clue.

chapter six: the five times you have samantha russo questioning everything she’s ever known and the one time she accepts it.

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s1ater · 2 years

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every found family has:

asshole with a heart of gold and self esteem issues

emotional support himbo

incredibly cool character who is the only one with a brain cell

furious sassy bisexual hiding pain

only one capable of keeping a plant alive

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robbyykeene · 3 months

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important context: my dad sucks

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The karate mob has arrested me for feminism crimes and at dawn I will be canceled without trial. They gave me a computer with one post in the chamber and said to do the honorable thing. I do not recognize my own country

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#guys i am TRUSTING you to not let the robby poll flop......PLEASE vote for the funny answer i am begging #don't let this flop i spent soooo much time on it #and yes i incorporated some of my own memes into the post #dash simulator #cobra kai #cobra kai meme #cobra kai dash simulator #robby keene #miguel diaz #johnny lawrence #john kreese #daniel larusso #sam larusso #tory nichols #hawk cobra kai #terry silver #demetri alexopoulos #anthony larusso

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velvrei · 1 year

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caught

pairing : sub!hawk moskowitz x reader

summary : you catch hawk in an interesting position and decide to help him out

warnings : nsfw, sub!hawk, oral (m receiving), masturbation, throat fucking, praise kink, begging

The house was empty. Well that's how it seemed, when you walked inside and kicked your shoes off. You through your coat onto the couch. Hawk hadn't been answering your texts.

Y/N: hey babeeee

10 minutes later...

Y/N: are you okay

Y/N: did i do something?

20 minutes later...

Y/N: pigeon? eli? hello?!?

2 minutes later...

Y/N: i'm coming over i stg if this is some kind of sick joke i will actually kill you

You texted Hawk that last message five minutes ago, that five minutes you spent rushing over to his house just to see that the front door was slightly open. Was he okay? He never intentionally left the door open or unlocked. You pushed the front door shut.

It calmed you a little when you noticed the television playing a random episode of Victorious, and the microwave read end meaning he was here.

"Eli?!"

No answer.

You called again, no answer. But if he was here, why was there no answer? You silently hoped for the best, noticing his bedroom door slightly open at the end of the hallway.

You always tried to give Eli his privacy, but the second you heard a faint moan leave his pretty mouth, you shuttered. That rule instantly became the least of your worries. Your curiosity got the best of you as you peeled through the open slit.

You almost came at the sight of Eli, both AirPods in, one hand wrapped around his dick, pumping, slowly improving his pace just as you did. His head thrown back onto his headboard while his skin glowed with sweat, his cheeks pink. You covered your mouth, holding in your gasp as his lips parted and he let out a low, sexy groan. "Oh, god, Y/N."

His muscles tightened with each stroke, you watched his thighs tremble slightly as your mind started to imagine mischievous scenarios.

You gulped, refraining from distracting him but it just became too hard. Your heat was basically dripping, and to make it worse, his moans were increasing, fast, you could tell he was close. Whenever he was close to releasing he would choke over his own moans, and he would repeat your name over and over, as he was doing just now.

You quickly decided to reveal yourself at the worst time, knowing how much it would effect him.

"Eli!" You yelled loudly, startling your man as he ripped both AirPods out and threw his phone across his bed. He covered himself, embarrassed.

His breathing was heavy as he just stared. Poor boy looked like a deer in headlights. "Y-Y/N! What are you doing here?" He stuttered, struggling to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry, my love, I didn't mean to startle you," You spoke, slowly but sensually walking over to him. "You weren't answering my texts, so I came to check up on you, but clearly, you're more than okay." You chimed with a cheeky grin and a tiny laugh.

He looked down, and you grabbed his chin, so he looked up at you, "I'm not laughing at you, baby, you looked like you were really enjoying yourself and I just want to join in on the fun. But you really worried me when you weren't answering my texts, I thought I did something. Maybe give your girl a warning next time."

He sighed with relief, "I will, I'm sorry, baby." He still looked startled, his eyes widened when you stopped at his bed, wrapped one leg around his waist so you straddled his body. "I could tell you were close though," He gulped, You thighs moved against his, the slight sensation made him throw his head back against the headboard.

"Please, Y/N. Help me out, please. I- I started thinking about you and I couldn't help myself," He grabbed his phone, unlocking it, awkwardly turning his phone to show you. "So I started looking at your Instagram photos, an- and- god, baby, you're just so gorgeous."

He clicked on one of the photos of you in a skimpy bikini, "You look so good in that swimsuit, baby. I hate saying things like this cause I feel like an asshole but your tits look so good, oh my god," He rambled, groaning and throwing his head back once again.

You smiled, your nails lightly grazing along his dick, he trembled, "Holy fuck, please!" His eyes squeezed shut. You decided to save him from torture. You winked up at him before running your tongue along his dick, before taking him fully into your mouth. His mouth dropped open, a loud sultry groan fell out.

"Baby, baby, please." He whimpered when your lips left him and began pressing soft kisses onto his balls. "Please what?" You smiled, stroking him as you pressed a gentle kiss to his tip, your left hand cupping his balls.

He whined, "Suck me, please, baby." His words made you throb, as you wrapped your lips around him. You swirled your tongue a couple times, he let out another moan and you smirked at the sexy sound. He mumbled a bunch of gibberish then repeatedly whispered your name. You remembered how close he was just from his hand, so you knew he wouldn't last long with your mouth.

His hand grabbed the back of your head, and instead of holding your hair back, he thrusted into your mouth, repeatedly. "Yes, baby, take my cock, fuck," He moaned, apparently he was feeling more dominant before he orgasmed, but you weren't complaining. He moaned over and over, his sounds only egging you on as you pumped the part your mouth couldn't take yet.

The sound of your face being fucked turned him on to the max, the sight of your lips around him and your eyes practically begging him to release sent him over the edge. You bobbed your head through his orgasm, his hot ropes of cum shot down your throat. The room was silent beside the sound of Eli's breath above you.

"Thank you, baby, I needed that." He said, his eyelids heavy as he smiled down at you, still catching his breath. "I am very tired, but I promise I will return the favor." He winked, then laid his head on your chest, and fell asleep.

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Hawk x Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, language.

A burning passion 3

"Well princess, that's the bell..." he points upwards as a signal before exiting the room.

You scoff as you rely on your wobbly legs to help you self put your clothes back on, afterwards you were able to exit the janitors room with no suspicion as a annoyed expression stayed on your face the whole day.

It's safe to say you were in deeper than you thought. But you we're definitely getting him back, whatever it took...

You weren't completely sure of how you intended on 'mission get Hawk back' but you were hopeful that Moons "healing" party would be the key.

As you thought more of Hawk you completely failed to hear Moons ranting and squealing about her girlfriend Piper. "Hello, earth to Y/n!" She smiles sweetly as she waves her hand back and forth to grab your attention.

You jump slightly as you nervously look back up at her "sorry moon, I've just got a lot on my mind." You manage to mumble out.

She laughs sweetly "oh silly, I know it's because of Eli" Moon exclaims, while you try to come up with some sort of excuse.

She notices your distress which causes her to gasp "Don't worry Y/n, I won't tell anyone!" She says and you feel yourself let out a long relieved sigh.

"Thank you Moon, really. Now I need a dress to really blow Hawks mind tonight." You tell her which causes her to practically levitate off her bed and into her closet with an excited squeal.

"I have just the one!" She hands you a beautiful red but very short and revealing curved dress.

It wasn't much longer until you found yourself in a short dress, high heels, curled hair, and what felt like pounds of makeup as music rings through your ears and bright lights flash throughout moons house.

You found yourself looking for Hawk, but were quickly disappointed when there was no sight of him. Instead you glanced around the room full of sweaty dancing bodies in search of someone you knew.

You wandered outside and quickly spotted Miguel and Demetri sitting down on the patio bench looking very out of place, both holding a red solo cup.

"Hey guys" you greeted as you made your way to sit in between both of your well known friends.

"Woah Y/n, you look amazing" Demetri complemented, looking very stunned.

"Thanks Dem, you look stunning yourself" You say as your turn to look at Miguel who was staring off, you quickly realized what or who he was gleaming at. Sam.

"Why don't you go talk to her Miguel, I'm sure she won't bite" You joke as you nudge his shoulder, he jumps slightly as he turns to look at you.

"Right. Yeah! Okay!" He all but yells out as he nervously wipes his hands on his jeans.

Demetri scoffs "right like you'd actually be able to get within 5 feed of her" he jokes which causes you to elbow him in the ribs.

"Ow! What was that for?!" He hissed and held his ribs dramatically.

You give Miguel the extra 'go for it look' and he finally gets up while Demetri gives him a sarcastic smile and thumbs up, you can't help but roll your eyes. Classic Demetri.

Demetri awkwardly clears his throat and before he gets to say anything you spot a fuming Hawk staring daggers into your soul "uh I'll be back Dem" you mumble as you get up and start to walk Hawks way.

You finally reach the door where Hawk angrily stands, he grits his teeth and roughly grabs your hand "follow me" he states, thought it wasn't like he was going to give you any choice.

He leads you upstairs and opens the nearest room which happens to be the guest room, he slams the door behind the two of you while you roll your eyes at his 'dramatic' actions.

"What is wrong with you?!" You yell, annoyed by him slamming the door.

"What's wrong with me? No what the hell is wrong with you Y/n? I seen you with them. With Demetri!" Hawk yells, and you can't help but feel guilty for finding him so hot in this moment.

"What do you mean Hawk? They're my friends! You can't control who I’m friends with, especially when you treat them like shit!" You state. Miguel and Demetri were supposed to be his friends too until he turned on them.

Hawk sucks his teeth as his fists start to clench which you take notice to "what are you gonna hit me Hawk? Like you did them? Huh?!" You yell.

You didn't know where this new found rage was coming from, but it has been bottled up for what felt like weeks since the last sexual encounter you had with Hawk. You figured you were just sexually frustrated.

"Oh I'm not gonna hit you princess" He laughs angrily teeth gritting slightly, nostrils flaring, while walking up to you, towering over you.

You're breathing starts to become heavier and you could feel your body practically begging to be touched by him. But instead of acting on your feelings, you wait for him to follow up on his words.

If he wasn't going to hit you, then what was he going to do?

He notices how you're holding back and practically mocks you with a seductive laugh, he runs his pointer finger from your waist as he walks around you, just barley touching you from behind.

All you can feel is his breath on your neck, and the heat from off his body. He moves his actions to your right arm, starting at the tip of your finger.

Using his middle and pointer finger he slowly but just barley runs his fingers up your arm, causing you to shudder and goosebumps to form everywhere.

"How's the resisting going princess?" Hawk laughs with such cockiness as he used his other hand to move the rest of your hair to the left side of your head, barley placing his lips to the side of your neck.

You feel your eyes start to water from the anticipation of having him in every way, you can't resist him anymore and you know you'll curse yourself the next day.

You remove yourself from the light hold he had on you, turning completely to face him. Hawk tilts his head and smirks, knowing you'd give in to him.

You press your body fully against him, never breaking eye contact as your lips part causing hawks eyes to travel to your dark red glossed lips. You rest your hand on his chest which is covered completely by his red hoodie.

You can no longer resist yourself from him as you practically throw yourself on him, your lips harshly connect with his as he hooks his hands under your thighs to hold you up.

Hawk roughly pushes you up against the door and you moan into his mouth as he runs one hand through your hair, placing his hand on the back of your head he grips your hair and pulls you off of his lips, forcing your head back to touch the door as he roughly nips at your neck.

"You have no idea what you do to me princess" He moans into your neck and in that moment you loose all self control.

"Please Hawk, I need you" You whine, gripping the back of his head.

Hawk smirks against your neck, "I know princess. I know" He says as he carries you to the nearest surface which happens to be a desk.

He knocks everything off with one arm, all of it hitting the ground as he places you on the desk. You grab his face and roughly kiss him, pulling his body into yours.

You wrap your legs tightly around Hawks waist pulling his hard-on onto your soaked pussy, you moan into his lips as you start to grind up into him at a fast pace.

Hawk breaks the kiss "woah slow down princess. Wanna take my time with you." He mumbles, bringing his hand up to the side of your face, using his thumb to create small circles on your cheek.

He takes in the sight of you, almost as if he's in love with you and that thought hits your mind before you completely turn it away. He can’t be.

Hawk uses both of his hands and pulls your dress up almost as if it's a shirt, leaving your panties on display for him. Slowly he gets on his knees, your eyes widen as he holds eye contact with you.

"Hawk..." You try to protest.

"Shhh" He loops his fingers around the sides of your panties and with the help of you lifting your hips, yanks them down.

"Fuck I've been wanting to taste you all day princess" Hawk smirks as he uses his middle finger to move your wetness to your clit, moving the tip of his finger in small figure eights as you let out unholy whimpers.

Your head falls back against the wall and your eyes roll back as he slowly inserts two of his fingers, but that doesn't last long before he's practically railing you with those same fingers.

Profanities and whimpers leave your mouth as the background music of the party only gets louder. It doesn't take long before Hawks removing his fingers causing you to look back at him.

He makes sure you watches as he sucks on his fingers moaning at your taste as your mouth parts, he wastes no time in yanking your hips on the edge of the desk securely wrapping his arms around your hips.

His mouth attaches to your clit, he doesn't give you any time to brace yourself as he eats you out like it's his last meal, moans leave your mouth so fast you can't even count.

His tongue flicks back and forth on your clit as he lets small moans fall from his lips, the vibrations feeling amazing against your soaking pussy.

You're embarrassingly close to your high as your hips start fucking his face, "Hawk. Hawk. Hawk" you repeat his name like an anthem as you feel your body still and waves of pleasure take over as he harshly sucks on your clit.

Hawk let's you catch your breath for a moment before he gets back up, letting his torso hold your legs up as he starts to unzip his pants, you lean on your elbows lifting yourself up as you watch him.

His cock slaps against his stomach and you let out a small moan just seeing him like this, you tug on his hoodie for him to take off. He gets the memo as he yanks his hoodie and shirt off in one swift motion.

"Do you wanna move to the bed princess?" He asks so softly, and although it was sweet you just wanted him to rail you into the next universe.

"Fuck no, take me here Hawk" Your words come out so clouded and desperate.

Hawk let's out a small laugh as he rubs the tip of his cock up and down your pussy causing your eyes to roll back in your head. He felt so good.

He slowly pushes his cock into you, a moan falls past his lips as he watches your pussy swallow his cock. "Oh my god" is all you can muster out as he fills your pussy up with his cock.

"Please Hawk..." You whine, fully expecting him to ask you what you want, but he doesn't. Instead he starts fucking you like his life depends on it, thighs slamming against each others as he takes one of your legs and places it on his shoulder using his hand to keep your other leg in place.

Your eyes close shut as tears fall out of them, mascara running down your face as you adjust to the new found position. He felt deeper than he's ever been, the tip of his dick hitting all the best places inside of you.

"I could never hate you Y/n" Hawk whimpers out, you don't even hear his confession nor pay any attention to it. All you're thinking about is how amazing he feels inside of you.

Hawk notices but doesn't say anything else, figuring it was for the best anyways. As his pace increases so does his climax, he uses his thumb to rub circles around your fucked out clit to get you closer to your climax.

Your hips start to voluntarily jerk and buck up onto his cock as the desk starts slamming against the wall,"Hawk... I'm gon-" you don't even get to finish before you cum all over his cock, tightening around him.

Hawk let's out the most gorgeous moan as he grips your hips and starts to slow down his pace, spurts of cum leaking into your pussy. You moan at the warmness of his cum and how full you were.

His hips come to a complete stop as you both catch your breaths, when he finally pulls himself out, you whimper from the complete emptiness.

Hawk grabs your panties and signals for you to lift your hips as he slides them back on for you, kissing both of your thighs before sliding back on his boxers and pants.

He grabs his shirt from under his hoodie and slips it back on as you slowly get off of the desk, almost tripping due to your wobbly legs.

Hawk turns around, his hoodie in hand "shit princess, I had you" he rushes over to you.

"I don't need your help" You snap as you pull your dress down. Everything floods back to the reason you're in this position in the first place and already you can't help but be annoyed that you gave in so quick.

"What?" He asks, just above a whisper.

"I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

"Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

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Omg it feels so good to be back guys! I’m sooo sorry for the long wait but I hope this makes up for it! There’s definitely gonna be a part 4!

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