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happy74827 · 26 days

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He’s Got The Fire

[Johnny Lawrence x Female!Reader]

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

WC: 2076

Category: Slight Hurt/Comfort, Slight Fluff

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

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

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

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

Johnny.

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

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

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

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

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

Until you heard a pang on your window.

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

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

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

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

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

"Johnny-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And yet, here you were.

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

"God, I've missed you."

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

"I've missed you too."

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

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

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

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

"I, uh… I needed to see you."

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

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

"Nothing, I just… wanted to see you."

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

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

"That's reassuring."

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

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

"Is it… Is it Sid? Your mom?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So you did.

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

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

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

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

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

And he did.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I keep a lot of things, too."

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

And he was.

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

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

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

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

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lacontroller1991 · 2 years

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More Than a Trophy (Johnny Lawrence x F!Reader)

Requested by anon: ok this request is inspired off of one of the other ones i saw someone ask you. it’s young johnny lawrence x female reader. in this one, instead of the reader being drunk, he’s the drunk one at the party and the reader has to take care of him and i just think it’d be so cute

Author's Note: Thank you so much for the request! I think this went a little differently than fluff (there's still some in it) but I definitely think it's more of a whump type deal. Anyways, enjoy!!!

Warnings: underage drinking, drunk Johnny, mention of Kreese being the horrible person that he is, Johnny having a bruise

Main Master List Cobra Kai Master List

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You sit on the couch in a silent rage as you watch Johnny drink can after can with the rest of the gang with only one goal on the mind, to get as drunk as possible. You suppose you can understand why Johnny is wanting to get drunk, after all, it’s not everyday where you lose the biggest tournament of the town to a start-up only for your sensei to then beat your ass in front of everybody. But regardless of the scenario, seeing him drink himself into a coma isn’t a pleasant sight. Sighing, you set your drink down and stalk over to where Johnny has an arm thrown around Jimmy who stumbles beneath his weight. When you get into their line of sight, you can see the relief on Jimmy’s face as he all but dumps Johnny into your arms.

“Here, take him home or something, he’s a mess,” Johnny chuckles in your arms, pressing a kiss against your skin as he looks up at you through blonde lashes.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you are? You’re like an angel,” the comment makes you blush as you resituate him to where he’s leaning on you for support.

“Alright baby, it’s time for bed.”

“But I don’t want to go to bed. I wanna stay up and party,” he raises his bottle of beer in the air but Dutch snatches it away causing you to give him a nod in thanks.

“No, Johnny. We need to get you to bed. Look, if you go to bed, I’ll stay the night.” His blue eyes twinkle with mischief.

“Deal.”

Dealing with a child is one thing, but dealing with a grown child who had some liquor is completely different. You let out a huff in frustration as you eye Johnny from the side, the latter sitting in the passenger seat and singing along horribly to whatever 80s song was playing.

“Johnny can you please shut up?” You groan as he rolls his eyes, turning the music up louder. If Johnny doesn’t want to do anything, he doesn’t do it. Giving up, you pull into your driveway and park the car, immediately going to the other side and helping your 6ft boyfriend to exit the car.

“Why are we at your place? Mine was closer.” He questions as he stumbles into the bushes, laughing while you wait patiently for him. It’s not that you mind him drinking, but when he gets drunk, he’s either like this, a child, or he sulks for hours on end.

“Do you really want Sid to see you drunk? He would kill you,” Johnny straightens up and ponders for a minute before looking back at you and wrapping an arm around your shoulder, dragging you into his side.

“You’re right. He’s probably glad I lost. Just another failure in his eyes,” Johnny sobers up really quickly, letting his thoughts get the best of him. A sign that you need to cheer him up, and quickly.

“How about we get you showered up and put some ice on your head. You’re going to have a massive hangover and headache tomorrow.” He nods but winces, causing you to cringe. Kreese should have never done what he did, but somehow, that fucker is not in jail for beating up on a minor.

Guiding him in the house is somehow easy, because despite his inebriated state, he still has your house layout memorized. Getting him past your parents was another feat in itself. They don’t dislike Johnny, but they don’t like him. Sitting him on your bed, you rush to your bathroom and draw the water, occasionally looking back and watching the way he pads around your room, fiddling with various trinkets and picking up different photos. “Johnny, come on, your bath is waiting.”

“Bath?” He questions with a chuckle as he sets down a photo and makes his way into the bathroom. “What are you, my mom?”

“You’re acting like a child, so yes. Now let me take care of you okay?” Nodding his head, he strips his clothes off of him and sinks down into the warm water while you look through your cabinets for ibuprofen. Pouring out some pills, you hand them to Johnny, who eyes them in speculation. “Just take them. You’re going to need it.” Begrudgingly, he swallows them with ease as he watches you gently clean his body with soap, scrubbing all the sweat off his body.

“How did I get someone like you?” Your eyes meet his blue ones before you press a kiss to his lips.

“Just by being yourself. Look, Johnny, I know you’re beating yourself up about losing that tournament, but don’t. You tried your hardest, you did your best, and it just didn’t work out,” you comment, rinsing away the suds as he sniffles, wiping away a single tear with the back of his hand.

“Well in either case, I’m done with karate. It was a waste of time and I wish I would’ve stuck to football like Sid told me.”

“You’re not going to quit karate. You’re going to train and train and train until you can beat that smirk off that stupid Italian’s ass,” his head whips towards you in shock at your words.

“You don’t like LaRusso?”

“Like LaRusso? I despise his guts. No one embarasses my baby except for me, ok? If I could punch that smug son of a bitch I would,” Johnny laughs at the notion of you punching anyone, let alone someone who obviously knows how to defend themselves. Noticing that he’s starting to sober up, you offer him a small smile before handing him a towel. “Now how about we go to sleep. You’re gonna need all the sleep tomorrow.” His brows furrow in confusion.

“Why?”

“You don’t know how much you really drank tonight. So come on, let’s get to bed.”

He rolls his eyes but steps out of the tub nonetheless while your eyes rake down his body. “See something you like?”

“Boy do I," you tug your bottom lip between your teeth before smacking his ass. "Now you get your ass to bed, Lawrence.”

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malfoys-demigod · 1 year

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What If

Johnny Lawrence x Larusso Sister Reader

Requested by @sammarvel123

Summary: After thirty years, Y/N comes back to Reseda for a job offer, and to reconnect with her "what if", Johnny Lawrence.

A/N: My gosh, it's been a while since I wrote! Hope you enjoy it. If anyone wants more fluffs of Johnny Lawrence, I could try to whip up something good again if I can.

It's been three decades since you left Reseda.

You went south, all the way to Orange County, to take up advertising at the University of California Irvine and landed a job at an impressive advertising firm.

You spent three decades devoting yourself as a workaholic, which on the bright side got you to become an advertising executive, earning big money annually.

But work-life aside? You weren't able to settle down the way your twin brother did. You were emotionally attached still to Johnny Lawrence, the boy who you were secretly in love with. It wasn't best to have sparked a relationship with him during the time as he was a pain in the ass to your brother, but it was just interesting to see a different side of him, a side that he only showed to you since you interested him from the very beginning.

While Daniel and he had picked fights constantly before, you were different towards Johnny, he was surprisingly nice and gentle with you. He'd say hi to you around the hallways, somehow slightly but significantly tone down his violence towards Daniel when you were around, and give you no harm. When you once asked him why he treated you differently, all he could muster up with his bad boy reputation was, "You're different, Y/N Larusso." and gave you a small smile, which he hid from everyone else.

Although you knew he always had the hots for Alli at the time, it felt as if... he also had something deep in his heart for you, but never did anything about it. That's why you felt the need to run away, assuming that he'd never do anything about it ever again.

After thirty years, you were promoted by your advertising firm to become the executive of the Reseda branch. You were somehow excited because this was a huge career opportunity for you and you were as successful as your brother in terms of handling a business. As coming back home to Reseda excited you, it also came to be something that made you nervous.

What had Johnny Lawrence been up to these days?

After just arriving from Orange County, you entered the Copper Bucket Bar, still wearing your ritzy, corporate suit, with your designer shades still on as it was scorching hot outside.

"Hi, one cold beer please," you say to the bartender.

"Hm, that's a surprise coming from a corporate lady." said a voice from your left.

You turned, looking to see Johnny Lawrence, a childhood crush of yours, who seemed to be looking the same as ever but even more attractive with age, and who seemed to not have realized he was talking to YOU as you still had your shades on.

"And what does that mean?" you asked, walking towards the seat beside his.

He shrugged, giving a small smile at you, "I don't know, man. I just assumed from the movies that corporate assholes would be drinking martinis or whatever sophisticated cocktails you guys can come up with."

You chuckled, as you got your beer, "You're right. I'm usually sipping cosmopolitans or daiquiris but, I'm back home in Reseda. I think I'd like to celebrate with beer, the Johnny Lawrence way," you winked.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion momentarily after you used his name. "Have you seen my flyers?"

"Unfortunately, but I've seen you in your iconic black gi about thirty years ago, looking sharp as ever," you smirked. As he was still giving a confused yet intrigued to look at you, you finally removed your sunglasses, flashing a cheeky smile at Johnny.

"Hey, Lawrence." you greet him.

Johnny's face went from confused to astonished, as his eyes grew larger. He couldn't believe the woman in front of him was Y/N Larusso, his greatest "what if" and high school crush, who he couldn't do anything with because he was the worst enemy of her brother.

"Y/N Larusso." was all he could muster up at first, which made you giggle again, as you opened your arms for a hug. As he hugged you, he remembered all the sweet times he'd been gentle and nice at school, especially when he came up to you during the All-Valley Tournament and said that your brother was alright.

As the hug started to end, Johnny gained the confidence to speak up first. "Thirty damn years and you look the same as ever, but more attractive and powerful-looking." He said, looking up and down at you.

"Aw, thanks, Johnny," you shyly say, "I could honestly say the same thing to you. You aged like fine wine, Lawrence. From the flyers I've been seeing all over town, you started your own dojo?"

"Yeah," he nodded, "I've only got one student right now, cause the flyers don't seem to be working on anybody. Assholes just throw the flyers I hand out or not even take them."

You gave a pitiful laugh, placing your hand on Johnny's shoulder, which may have developed pink spots on his cheek, "Johnny! Are you mentally still in the 80s? Nowadays, people also spread the word online through social media! You should post some on your Facebook!"

Johnny rolled his eyes with a shy look, knowing that Miguel may have embarrassed him with the fact that he didn't know a thing or two about Facebook. "Uh, yeah," he replied, "I kinda only knew about Facebook a few days ago. Never really understood the whole concept of the internet so I just went along with the flyers still."

A confident grin grew on your face, causing you to grab a calling card from your bag.

"You're in luck, Johnny," you said, showing him your card, "You can be handled by the best of Reseda!"

Johnny took the card, analyzing every detail on it. "You know, Y/N," he said, "I've always wondered what you were up to all these thirty years away from me." still looking at the card, not knowing you were blushing over the phrase 'away from me'.

"Advertising, huh?" he said, acknowledging your career, "Your old card from when you were living in Orange County?" he asked, now looking back up at you.

"Mhm, I'll be getting my new card once I start work next week."

Johnny nodded to your reply, "So Y/N Larusso was a fancy-pants corporate from The OC," he teased you, "Did ya come here with a fancy-pants husband from there too?" he asked, with a slight note of seriousness as his eyes seemed to be wanting to know this answer.

You looked down, shaking your head with a guilty smile, "Um, no, never had a boyfriend or husband while I was there. I was pretty much a workaholic," you say. You now looked up, seeing a somehow relieved and happy Johnny.

"Everyone was a dick and asshole from that snooty place?" he joked.

You didn't giggle this time, as you wanted to give a serious and honest answer. "Yeah, nobody was as nice and lovely to me as you were, Lawrence."

Johnny looked at you with his deep blue eyes, but you now felt so nervous to continue the conversation now that you dropped that sentence. What if he was dating or married to someone already? Fuck! That would be embarrassing for you. You broke eye contact with him and took a last sip from your beer. "But I have to go, and maybe you need to go back home to your wife, whoever she is," you say, getting out of your seat in a hurry, "Okay, bye, Johnny," you quickly say as you turned around and dashed for the door.

"Wait, hold on a sec, Larusso!" Johnny yelled as he tipped the bartender. He ran outside to see you driving your car away from the bar.

"And you did, WHAT?" Daniel asked in disbelief.

You were staying the night at Daniel's because you were getting the keys to your new house at Encino the next day. When you arrived at his house, you rushed to find Daniel and you started spilling everything.

"I know, Dani, but I didn't know what to do, okay? I just," you sigh, "It's been forever since I've seen him, and, he just looks great, and maybe I was stupid to have said that," which you were referring to when you told him the reason why you stayed single all your life.

Daniel just rolled his eyes with a smile on his face afterward, "You know, sis," he said, placing his hands on your shoulders, "You still like and he still likes you. Trust me."

You huffed, realizing Daniel knew about your not-so-secret pining about Johnny. "He doesn't have a wife?"

Daniel shook his head, "No, no, no," he said, "He has a son around Sam's age, but he was never on the best terms with the mother. He never really had a stable or serious relationship ever since thirty years ago." "I believe the same with you on that note," he then said, grinning at you.

"Yeah, well that'll never change since I fucked it up earlier," you groaned.

"Nah, I'm sure he'll come around soon. Now that you're back home for good, I'm sure something will happen."

"And you'd be okay with that if ever?" you curiously asked your brother.

He gave a small smile of support, "I think he and I are okay. I actually bumped into him a few days ago and paid for his car repairs. Times have changed, but I don't think his secret love for you has."

You roll your eyes, turning around to hide your blush, "Okay, Daniel, I'm gonna go dip my feet by your pool now."

It was only ten to fifteen minutes after your conversation with your twin brother.

You were by the pool, dipping your feet in the water when a doorbell was heard. "DANIEL," you shout, "Someone's at the door!"

You continued to be with your thoughts, wondering what you could have done differently earlier at the bar. Muster up the courage to keep the conversation going? Ask first if he was single? What?

You wanted to ask yourself more questions when a voice caught your attention.

"Hey," Johnny said.

Oh no. The feeling of great guilt and embarrassment swam all over your body.

"Hey," you copied Johnny's greeting, looking at him as he sat beside you.

There was a short moment of silence after, the both of you, just staring at the water. God, were you supposed to start and explain everything? Was that what he was waiting for?

"I don't have a wife or a girlfriend," Johnny spoke up.

You slowly nodded to his statement, pursing your lips together. "Yeah, Daniel just told me."

"Hey, Johnny," you continue, now making eye contact with him. "I'm sorry for storming off like that. I guess I just didn't have the courage to see your genuine reaction when I told you why I was single my whole life. I know we barely talked all the time before, but your niceness and sweetness to me were different and maybe I just always saw you as my 'what if' if we ever had something with you. But I just didn't know if you felt the same since you never really asked me out or have any romantic interactions with me."

Johnny placed his hand over yours, rubbing his thumb in circles, "Y/N, you were my biggest 'what if'. I was such a dick for not choosing to do anything about it, you know, with the bad boy reputation and the fact that you were your brother's twin sister and all. The best I could do was not throw harm on you, but now, I realize how that was the worst and only thing I did. A simple gesture of asking you out on a date would've changed everything, wouldn't it?"

"It sure would have," you agreed, putting your other hand on top of his, "Would you like to try this again with me, Johnny?"

Johnny was not only smiling with his lips, but with his eyes now. He took your hand and gently kissed the back of it. "I'd love nothing more than that, Y/N."

"Perfect." You embraced him, giving him a more, genuine and loving hug to which he hugged you back tighter in exchange.

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mysadcorner · 2 years

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Johnny Lawrence Dating Headcanons

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• Johnny shows you a side of himself that no one has ever truly seen before, not even his family. So when he does open up to you it comes as a huge surprise, but he will get insecure about being vulnerable and sweet around you unless you reassure him that it’s safe for him to do so before hand and that he knows you won’t go around making fun of him or telling his friends about what he’s like just around you.

• Being with you very much calms him down, to the point where he feels like he doesn’t need to show off or make as much of a public statement. Of course, he’s still going to uphold the reputation he has put so much effort into gaining, but at least you won’t need to worry about him beating up every guy that might give you a quick glance.

• Johnny would still be extremely protective of you, and would prefer that you were by his side as much as possible. He wouldn’t mind that you’d be hanging out with your friends but if he hasn’t seen you all day he will go out of his way to invade on the conversation or just listen in so he can be beside you - it’s mainly because he’s insecure about you finding things other than him to occupy your time with.

• You always go to watch him fight, whether it be a competition or just a simple day of practice. It fills him with a need to strive to be his best and put an absolutely amazing show on for you without fail. Because of this, his prime ends up peaking even more than anyone thought possible and you become his physical lucky charm whenever he needs to go up against someone else. If you leave, his entire confidence shatters and that’s when he becomes brutal due to his hard to handle aggression.

• Johnny would make an absolutely incredible impression on your parents, and they would think of him as one of the best people you could have ever gotten with. He’s charming and a real people pleaser with manners deep down, it’s only when he’s feeling threatened that all rational thought goes out of the window. Johnny likes to upkeep this image too, inside and outside of the people he’s close to, so you won’t need to worry about the image and behaviour changing any time soon.

• Johnny loves to spoil you with both physical presents and affection. He’s vulnerable to only you and wants to make up for the times he knows he has been angry or aggressive when he should have calmed himself down, so he sees his gifts as a form of indirect apology. He’d buy you anything you’d ever ask for and a lot more (and he’s very good at noticing things that you may be interested in or remembering little comments you make about certain items) so expect to be completely spoiled while with him.

• He doesn’t like the idea of you fighting or even training to do so, and he especially doesn’t like you hanging around people who he thinks may end up being a bad influence on you. You’re innocent and gentle compared to him and he wants to keep you that way so he shelters you as best as he can (even if he can’t help it at all times). Honestly, he does baby you sometimes, but he also will do it more subtly if it makes you uncomfortable.

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amazingmaeve · 2 years

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Johnny Lawrence Fic Recommendations!

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johnnylawrencefix · 1 year

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Maybe you meet (2019) Johnny at a bar where you were with your friend and she ended up leaving with some guy and Johnny notices and tries to flirt with you

Thank you for your req!

CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE COBRA KAI-ND

Pairing: Johnny Lawrence (2019) x fem!Reader

Word Count: approx 790

Warnings: flirting, alcohol consumption (mild), minor swear w ords

You were already uncomfortable before your friend had even asked you to hit up the bar with her that night. Somehow she’d managed to convince you to leave your den, and you were regretting every minute of it, especially as you stood next to her, fidgeting in one of your tight dresses that rarely saw the light of day. And worse yet, your feet were already aching from the stilettos she’d almost manhandled you to put on.

“Oh, would you look at the time!” You said hopefully, nudging her arm and turning your phone screen towards her, which she ignored entirely because to your disappointment she was engrossed in chatting with a guy she’d had her eyes on since you had both arrived. It made you contemplate if you were just a cover for her to meet him here in the first place, playing the ever indiscriminate, uninformed wingman. You knew your friend had her tendencies, and even though it aggravated you to no end, you still valued her friendship. Sighing, you turned back towards your nearly empty drink, swiveling the stirrers.

Ah yes, you thought, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot once again, she’ll be wanting to leave with him soon. And as if on cue, she finally turned to you and gave you the sweetest and most genuine hug, and it caught you off guard. “Bestie!!!! I’d really hate to leave you here, but Henry wants to go grab a drink back at his place. Did you want to come? You’re totally invited,” she said cheerfully.

You held back from letting your eyes roll and gave her a simple, unsurprised smile, “You go have fun, don’t worry, I’ll be able to make it home. I’ll just finish up this drink.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, don’t worry,” you shrugged and waved her off, giving her a thumbs up as she feigned a pout as she walked out the door with her new companion.

Sighing once more you looked back down at your drink. You didn’t hold it against her, you knew this was coming - maybe even a small part of you did want the excitement and was curious as to see what would happen next. There was no harm in her leaving you there either, the town was quiet enough, and you did do anything out of the ordinary to put yourself in danger’s path.

You lifted the drink to your lips and took the last swig, ready to call it a night as a man you couldn’t identify over the rim of your glass took a place at the bar next to you.

“Hey Bartender, I’ll take a Coors Banquet and the pretty lady here will have another one of whatever that was,” he gestures to your now finished drink. You were taken aback and found yourself blushing not only at the offhand compliment but also at how handsome the stranger next to you was.

“That won’t be necessary” you tried to interject, to no avail, and then turning to the man you said, “I was just about to leave actually.”

“Ah, where’s the fun in that, it’s not often I see as gorgeous a babe as you ‘round here,” he threw you a pretty smile and you found yourself relenting: unreasonably.

“Well,” you paused, “thanks for the drink -”

“- Johnny Lawrence,” he offered happily.

“-Johnny,” you repeated, testing. The bartender placed both your drinks down and you held back a smile.

“Your friend always leaves you in lurch?” He gestured to the doorway with the base of the bottle as he raised it to take a drink.

“Oh? F/N? Yeah…” you trailed off, pondering it as if only now realizing how often it happened, “But that’s okay I like her!”

“Seems like a shitty friend. You should get a new one,” he admonished.

“Really?” You laughed, “You have any suggestions?”

“Yeah. Me,” he was frank and you’d have taken him far more seriously than he’d meant it if not for the easily spotted boyish smile he was trying to hide. “Got a name?”

“Y/N,” you offered. You’d never quite met someone like this Johnny Lawrence before, your curiosity was more than piqued and every passing second this total stranger was drawing you in.

“I should have known,” he sighed. You paused for a second, what did that mean? Was there something wrong?

“Pray, tell.”

He winked, “I should have known that your name would be as beautiful as you are.”

You guffawed, shocked at the highschool line - you couldn’t help but find it absolutely endearing. He chuckled, gorgeous blue eyes sparkling.

“How ‘bout we get to know each other better, Y/N? Wanna get out of here and grab a bite? I know a great pizza place.”

“I’d like that.”

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leelee1234love · 9 days

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Your sick

18+ Minors DNI!!!

Full Masterlist

Cobra Kai Masterlist

Miguel: when you was sick Miguel would act like you couldn't do anything and you was as fragile as a flower so you basically wasn't allowed to get out of your bed unless you needed the toilet. He would get his mum to make you some soup and he would watch your favourite movies with you.

Eli/hawk: He would be super soft with you and buy you all your favourite things at the store which made you super happy , when you was sick he would hold your hair back for you.

Demetri:When you told Demetri you was sick he would absolutely not go near you and he was really sorry because he wanted to take care of you but he didn't wanna get sick and when you threw up he would gag and run away but he would make up for it after by giving you all his attention and affection.

Robby: He would have to force you to take your medicine and hold you down because you absolutely hated it (it's disgusting) ,when you fell asleep he would put on something he liked and would braid your hair for you.

Young Daniel Larusso:He wouldn't stop cuddling you no matter how many times you told him he'd get sick ,would get mr miyagi to make you some soup and would read to you until you fell asleep then he would eventually fall asleep to.

Young Johnny Lawrence: He would cancel all his plans and keep asking if you was okay and when you threw up he would hold back your hair but would be fake gagging to , when you fell asleep he would play with your hair and go to the store to buy your f/choc and f/snac which made you super happy and he felt super proud of himself.

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gay-caveman · 9 months

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they were born to gaze at each other longingly

#i mean look at them #that is NOT how you look at your rival #the closet is glass #season 6 is going to have their coming out announcement #i know it #lawrusso #karate kid #the karate kid #cobra kai #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #tkk #daniel x johnny #middle aged men fated to gaze longingly at each other #gotta be one of my favorite genders

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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I am not na’avi but man if I was…I’d want Quaritch to tug me around by my tail or que and if I hissed at him he would let me know real quickly that he won’t tolerate that behaviour.

-🍄

oh 100%. quaritch is a sadistic dom, and'll take much delight in using something so sensitive against you

col. quaritch x tailkink/exhib foreplay~

• is def into tailplay. for quaritch, it's just another form of foreplay in which he can dominate and control you

• yanking is more for when things get especially rough, but you can bet that he's partial to some tight, harsh tugs to the base of your tail if you're being esp bratty

• a slight hum of disapproval will escape his tightly-sealed lips, his eyes briefly squinting in annoyance at your antics - these ranging from an indignant huff all the way to bending over in front of him, taking two fingers and spreading your uncovered pussy lips for him

• the slickness forming small strings of arousal between your puffy entrance, unabashedly rubbing circles into the sensitive flesh of your mound

• quaritch would merely cock a brow, or scoff at your wanton, slutty behavior as you tease him; little squeals and whines erupting from your mouth, a bottom lip caught between your teeth

• he'd bend over ever so slightly, extend a toned, veined blue arm and gently caress your tail as it swishes back and forth in excitement. you know something's coming, but what that is remains a mystery

• that's until he grasps his long blue fingers around the bottom half of your tail, tightly gripping the skin, only to roughly tug in an upwards motion; enticing a moan of both shock and eroticism out of you

• quaritch'll take great pleasure in seeing your expression shift from one of an almost arrogant-coyness to flustered arousal; your tail sending shockwaves from the tip to your engorged, sticky pink bud

• "fuckin' whine like that again, darlin'. i fuckin' dare you." he'll grunt out condescendingly, taking in your bucking form as your ass tilts upwards, keening into quaritch's firm grip at the base of your tail

• the end free from his grip'll swish and flick desperately, betraying your efforts to save face as the shame unfolds, little butterflies of excitement flittering around your abdomen at his almost sneering expression; fangs bared, eyebrows cast down, shadowing his almost fluorescent irises as he leers at you

• quaritch'll continue to tease, perhaps wrapping your tail around his knuckles for extra pull, or maybe even batting and smacking it as you swish around in anticipation

• he'll lean up close to you, and begin to subtly grind and gyrate into your spread legs, almost welcoming the prospect of being caught out by a colleague; his enthusiasm evident through the tent in his cargo pants, his full, lengthy cock jutting firmly into your exposed pussy

• "g'na keep quiet while i finish up here, pretty? i don't want a single sound comin' outta your mouth until we get back to quarters."

• "any more disrespect, i'll have you cryin' in front of all these people darlin'. don't test me.", he'll do everything in his power to make you squirm and cry of course; but it only means extra playtime once he's off work

reqs open ofc :)

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lacontroller1991 · 7 months

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Whumptober Day 1: Johnny Lawrence

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DAY 1: Drugging/Sick/Poisoned (Sub: Bloody Knuckles)

Summary: You got in a fight for your life and the only thing you could think about is going to the comfort of your sensei, unknowing of your wounds.

WARNINGS: Blood, open wounds, ILLUSION TO ATTEMPTED S.A

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You don’t know where you’re going. You don’t know what day it is. You don’t know whether it’s sunny or raining and you don't know what time it is. All you know is that your feet subconsciously carry you to the door of the man who had inadvertently saved your life. Letting out a shaky sigh, you slowly raise your fist, hoping that he’s home. Knocking against the wooden door, you wince from the pain, looking down at your knuckles and seeing red everywhere.

Too engrossed in your thoughts, you don’t realize when the door opens, revealing your sensei on the other side, confused as to why you showed up at his door. “(Y/N)?” Your name being called snaps you out of your thoughts as you look up at Johnny, your lip quivering slightly before you launch yourself into him, grabbing onto his shirt and sobbing into the fabric. In confusion and concern, Johnny guides you through his door before shutting it, letting you cling to him. “What’s going on?”

“I- I was walking home from class- and- these guys came from nowhere. I had to-” you choke, sniffling, ignoring the way your fists burn. “I had to defend myself.” Johnny doesn’t need a full explanation to get the gist of what had transpired. Looking down, he winces at your busted, bloody knuckles. Despite the situation, he is glad that you were able to utilize what he has taught you to defend yourself, afterall, that’s what it’s for.

“Ok, ok. Let’s get them cleaned up,” he comments softly, guiding you to his bathroom and sitting you down on the toilet. He rushes to the medical cabinet, grabbing some alcohol wipes, bandages and hydrogen peroxide before returning to your side, kneeling in front of you. “This is gonna hurt. Is that ok?”

You nod silently, holding out your hands to him, not really saying anything. You watch as he gently takes your hands in his, wiping away the dried blood with some alcohol and revealing your busted knuckles. You slightly flinch away from him as he pours hydrogen peroxide and he immediately pulls away, looking up at you in concern.

“Are you ok?”

You nod your head, tears having subsided to hiccups. “Yeah, sorry, I’m still shaken.”

“Don’t apologize. I know that even if you have the tools to protect yourself it still doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s terrifying. I hate that you had to use them.” His voice is sincere as you allow him to retake your hands, lightly dabbing the peroxide onto the wounds. In the dojo, Johnny is intimidating and can come off as scary, but when you get to know him, he really cares about each and every student. “I remember when I lost the All Valley tournament back in ‘84 my sensei had placed me in a chokehold. I was so terrified that even though I was really good at karate, it didn’t mean anything in that moment. It really says something about your strength that you fought through that fear,” his words are more comforting than you thought they would be as he finishes wrapping up your knuckles. “Do you want to go to the police? Get those bastards behind bars?”

You shake your head, a small smile on your face. “Even though my knuckles are fucked up, you should see them.” Johnny smiles in response, standing to his full height and offering you a hand, helping you up.

“I don’t doubt it. You’re one hell of a fighter. Do you need a ride home?”

“Can I stay here for a little?” Johnny is slightly confused as to why you would want to stay at his place but he doesn’t make a comment on it. Instead, he moves to his kitchen and pulls out two Coors Banquets, handing one to you.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” You nod in thanks, taking a seat on the couch next to him as he turns on his tv. The both of you watch in silence for a few minutes before you turn to look at him.

“Hey sensei?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you. Without you teaching me, I don’t want to know what could’ve happened to me.”

“I’m just glad that the lessons were useful and that you can protect yourself.” He smiles in return, taking a sip from his beer. You nod in response, taking a sip of your own beer as you internally thank yourself for walking into Cobra Kai that one day that changed your life.

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malfoys-demigod · 1 year

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Proving Johnny Wrong Pt. 2/2

A/N: SO SORRY IT'S BEEN A WHILE since part one. I've been going through a lot of stuff and with work piling up, it has not been easy for me. Hope I can make up with this fic. @callsignmaverick5

PART ONE HERE

It had been weeks since Johnny Lawrence did the most idiotic thing he could ever do. Leave you in a restaurant, with the man he assumes is more perfect for you than himself. How idiotic.

Johnny had been hiding in his cave of an apartment, drinking from beer bottles to get through every day of feeling miserable. He had purposely missed your calls, avoid your texts, and canceled every karate class he was supposed to teach.

All his students were feeling sorrowful, not being able to see the man they call their idol. It took a few weeks even for Miguel Diaz, his favorite student, and across-the-hall neighbor to successfully enter his apartment but in the end, Johnny could never say no to Miguel.

So there they were, sitting quietly on the floors, backed behind the sofa, as Johnny continued drinking beer bottles and placing them everywhere on the floor. Miguel couldn’t help but raise the question he had been dying to ask ever since he found out about the incident.

“Sensei, can I ask you something?”

“Mm,” Johnny mumbled, opening the -nth beer bottle of the day.

“Have you ever placed all your trust in Y/N during the time you two were together?”

“Of course, Diaz. She was everything to me. Everything.” Johnny immediately answered, thinking it was a stupid question to ask.

“Well, then why lose all your trust in her that one time?”

Johnny felt more than embarrassed to hear this second question. It was a good question and he did not have an answer to it other than it being possible ‘Because I’m an idiot who should have known better than to trust her when she says they see each other as good friends now.’

He just wanted one chance again with you. He fucked up.

Then his phone rang.

He grabbed his phone from the coffee table in front of him, reading “Y/N L/N” as the caller.

He looked at Miguel, who shot him the same serious look he was giving him.

Johnny immediately swiped “ACCEPT” and spoke, “Y/N, look, I-”

“Johnny,” said a familiar, masculine voice.

Johnny’s heart sank, hearing Ken’s voice coming from your phone. He had started assuming the worst already. His first and biggest guess was that Ken and you had been cozying up these past few weeks and that you, on behalf of Ken, would like to cut contact with Johnny for good, and maybe Ken wanted to be the one to call as well to gloat.

“What the hell do you want!” Johnny snapped at the phone, confusing Miguel.

“Johnny, Johnny,” Ken said in a terrified and fast tone, “Where are you?”

Johnny, upon hearing Ken differently than he imagined switched to a more appropriate tone, asking more appropriate questions.

“I’m at home, why? What’s happened? Is Y/N okay?”

“I’m with Y/N right now and you better come quick, she has done something completely insane-”

“Where are you both?” Now.” Johnny demanded out of impatience after hearing the words ‘come quick’ and ‘insane’ associated with you

“At her apartment, I’m about to call my hospital up at North Hollywood so I can-”

“No,” Johnny said, standing up, getting his keys, and storming out of his apartment, “I’m coming there now, I can drive faster than an ambulance.”

Johnny was on the way to your place now. He was doing everything he can to speed up from Reseda to Encino, where you lived. He had so much going on in his mind and it drove him crazy. Did you faint? Did you get unconscious? Get a stroke? Heart attack? What could do something to a young and healthy woman such as yourself?

As soon as Johnny arrived at your place, he started yelling your name already from his car.

“Y/N!” he screamed, as he stomped over from the lawn to your door.

Ken already opened the door, waiting for Johnny with a nervous look.

“Where is she?” Johnny asked

“Upstairs, I-”

Johnny pushed over Ken, now running up to the stairs, as he did not see from behind that Ken was growing a small smile on his face, trying not to chuckle.

“Y/N!” Johnny yelled, opening the door of your room to see you, healthy, beautiful, and perfectly alright, standing in the center of your bedroom, with a small smile on your face.

“Hi, Johnny,” you greeted your lover, holding something from him behind your back.

Johnny narrowed his eyes, looking back and forth between you and Ken, who had now stood beside a confused Johnny.

“What the hell is happening? I thought something wrong happened to you, dammit!” Johnny said.

“Well, Ken was right,” you admitted, looking over to a supportive Ken, “I did do something insane.”

“And it was so insane, I wanted to send her to a mental hospital for not thinking twice about it,” Ken joked, patting a still-tensed Johnny on the shoulder.

“Explain,” Johnny demanded from you, rolling his shoulder for Ken’s hand to roll off.

From behind your back, you held a paper and key and waved it in the air.

“I sold my house.”

“So you can move to NoHo with him?” Johnny pointed at Ken.

“No silly, so I could, well, possibly, and if you’re okay with that, um, move in with you.” you shyly suggest.

“What?”

You came closer to Johnny, grabbing a hold of his hands, “Look, Johnny, I’m sorry-”

“No, Y/N, I’m the one who should be apologizing. You have nothing to apologize for. All these times we were dating, I placed 100% trust in you. I never doubted you for a second. But I was just scared, stupid, and insecure when I saw this unbelievably attractive god for a man, I lost it. You know I’m twice your age. It scares me to think you could just run off with someone better for you, but I was wrong to make a decision for us without hearing your input on things and just running away from you. I overstepped and I regret doing it. I’m sorry.”

Then Johnny looked at Ken, who was nothing but happy to see the two of you starting to reconcile.

“Hey, man, sorry for being such an asshole. Y/N has told me nothing but great things about you. I should be lucky that you took care of her as a friend your whole life before she met me. I hope we can start over and become friends.”

Johnny lent his hand out, to which Ken shook with his, before coming out with a bear hug, hugging Johnny tight, “Of course, man. You really loved Y/N back then and even now. You truly are meant for her. I’m really glad she found someone as loving as you.”

“Okay, okay,” you giggled, seeing both your boys on good terms now, “Quit it before you both run off with each other,” you joked.

“So,” Johnny said, holding your hand now, “You’re really insane to have sold this place. If you wanted us to move together, we honestly could’ve used a better place like here in Encino than in my small ass apartment in Reseda, you know.”

You laughed, “Yeah, I know, but I wouldn’t mind living in Reseda with you. As long as I’m with you, I’ll be fine.”

Johnny nodded, “Yeah, well, now that this is settled, how about we have a drama-free, fun dinner on me tonight? I know really good places around this area and we can try one of them. How does that sound?”

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