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bubblegumflavor · 6 months
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Never question Mr. Miyagi's training methods! You will understand later.. ( ˘▽˘)っ♨
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miterry · 1 month
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Cobra Kai Never Dies Strikes First Strike Hard No Mercy
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autismsharkstuff · 9 months
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am watch cobra kai !!!!
love love love Karate-Kid-Verse
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asksunsetblog · 2 years
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dljcem · 9 months
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hi !! could you please write hcs about dating daniel larusso from karate kid ?? thank you 🫶
ೃ༄ Lola
daniel larusso dating hcs
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warnings: not beta or proof read
lets you ride on the back of his bike. hes not opposed to taking you to and from places in the slightest—he’ll even encourage you to loop your arms around his waist (so you dont get hurt, of course. totally not because it makes him giddy.)
passes you notes during class. they usually consist of trivial observations and invitations to go out; he might ask for answers, if youre covering a topic hes particularly bad at.
his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. he reassures and compliments you daily, keeps his hands on you whenever he physically can.
hes especially fond of kissing your cheek, for some unknown reason. he does it as both a greeting and farewell—its a bit of a ritual between you.
shows off his karate once he starts making notable progress. he enjoys the validation, finds that it motivates him further.
asks you to accompany him to prom. he places a lot of effort into his proposal—finds a pretty spot by the shore, buys your favourite flowers, puts together a small poster, etc.
wins you the prizes at local fairs/golf n’ stuff. you have more than a few stuffed animals from him compiled in your closet—he likes to call them your ‘children’.
hesitant to open up about the situation with johnny. he doesnt want to worry you; if you mention it, he’ll brush it off and insist its not a big deal. even when it shows, through blood and bruises and whatnot, he denies it.
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samwitcch · 7 months
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for @ckhalloween23 mad scientist week!
back to the future except make it mr miyagi and daniel :)
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danielslaw · 5 months
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MIYAGI DO FAMILY KATA THROUGH THE YEARS.
Nariyoshi Miyagi - Daniel LaRusso - Robby Keene - Samantha LaRusso
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miyagi-hokarate · 3 months
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You're Alright, LaRusso!
unknown // The Karate Kid (1984) dir. John G. Avildsen // @babyangel-jpg // Report to Greco, Nikos Kazantzakis // John Dryden // “the trick of finding what you didn’t lose” from Complete Poems, E.E. Cummings
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peri-grin · 6 months
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a mimir
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reblogs are super cool i read everything you guys say ily
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magewritesstories · 11 months
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[ ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ ᴋᴀɪ ] ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪ.
summary: a few blurbs of the original miyagi do’s and what happens when they meet your parents. (Cobra’s will be up soon as well) TW: none, just cute fluff note: i feel like i’m getting back into my cobra kai phase— btw i will definitely write full fics of these if someone wants them! and sam’s blurb’s family dynamic is most definitely based off of ant-man lol. Oh and, there’s a note at the end too!
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ʀᴏʙʙʏ ᴋᴇᴇɴᴇ — ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜꜱ ᴏɴᴇ
Robby looked at his clothes; plain jeans, a white t-shirt and a blue flannel. To say he was nervous was an understatement. The brunet had spent an hour practicing with his friends how to greet your parents and answer questions they might have for him beforehand. 
The boy in blue knocked on your door three times and waited patiently for someone to answer. He really hoped you would be the one to open it.
“Hello,” An older woman greeted, she was wearing a white sweater and some comfortable pants, “You must be Robby,” She said with a smile, as she ushered him inside. She had your smile— or well, you had her smile, he supposed.
Robby smiled, holding out the box of chocolates Demetri had made him buy (“It gives off a good impression!”) and nodded.
“Y/N, Robby’s here!” She shouted, making her way towards the kitchen counter. That’s where Robby found the next member of your family; your dad was sitting at the marmer counter scrolling through his phone.
He stood up, and Robby realized he had the same warm look in his eyes as you always do. The man held out his hand, “Robby, pleasure to finally meet you.” The brunet shook his hand, “Pleasure’s all mine, sir.”
You came storming into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around him in greeting, giggling slightly as Robby turned and leaned down to hug you.
“Gross, get a room!”
The entire family turned to the person sitting on the couch, headset over his head, eyes still trained on the TV-screen in front of him, where there was a large screen displaying Watch Dogs on it.
You rolled your eyes, “You’re just jealous,” You replied, sticking your tongue out at your older brother.
“Kids, behave,” You’re mother said sternly, although there was a smile on her face at the look of her children’s antics. You nodded, dragging Robby over to the couch, making a point of accidentally bumping your sibling’s should as you sat down. 
Robby listened to your back and forth teasing— quietly, of course, so that your mother couldn’t hear— and laughed slightly. Your dad joined you on the couch, as he teasingly told your brother he would be so much better at the game than him.
Robby laughed along as your family teased each other or laughed and told the others stories over dinner. He could definitely get used to this.
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ꜱᴀᴍᴀɴᴛʜᴀ ʟᴀʀᴜꜱꜱᴏ — ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ
“Oh, Sam, you’re such a sweetheart,” You’re mom smiled, as the brunette helped set the table. You rolled your eyes as your mom sent you a mocking glare, “This one over here never helps around.”
Your stepdad laughed, “Now, now, honey, that’s not true,” The older man came to your defense, “Y/N helps out plenty.”
You sent him a grateful glance, turning to your girlfriend, “I can’t believe you’ve been here for two hours and you’re already the favourite,” You huffed, pouting slightly.
Sam let out a sweet laugh, putting down the last piece of cutlery. “Don’t worry, sweetie, you’ll always be my favourite,” Your dad said, sending you a super cheesy grin.
“Sam knows how to make pizza.”
“Sam, you’re my favourite daughter-in-law.”
“Dad!” You protested loudly, cheeks burning bright red at the suggestion made by your dad. Sam giggled— although her cheeks were red as well— and replied, “I’m your only daughter-in-law, Mr Y/L/N.”
At this point you were certain you were as red as a cherry. Sam’s hand brushed slightly against yours as you both reached for the meal. 
“Sam, now that you’ve reached favourite child status,” Your stepdad piped up, “Would you like to know about the time Y/N electrocuted herself?” 
“Which one of the three times?” Your mom added laughingly. You groaned burying your face on your hands. Your parents continued to tell your girlfriend about some embarrassing stories, and you felt like sinking in to the ground. Sam on the other hand was laughing loudly at the aneqdotes. 
She looked stunning, smiling as your dad told her about the time you’d ran into his house in the middle of the night because you’d finished the Song Of Achilles and needed someone to rant to.
“You know she did that with me too,” You mom spoke, as your dad finished his story. You all turned to her questioningly, “What’re you talking—” You started, but you quickly cut yourself off, realising what she was talking about, “No!”
It was too late though. You mom jokingly told Sam about the time you’d stormed into her room, exclaiming that you’d kissed Sam, and had no idea what to do next.
“I’m starting to regret this,” You mumbled, as you grabbed some ice-cream. Sam smiled at you and placed a quick kiss on you cheek, “Don’t, I’m having a lot of fun.”
You sighed, smiling at the sight of your girlfriend and family enjoying their time together. This was nice.
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[ ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴛʀɪ ᴀʟᴇxᴏᴘᴏʟᴏᴜꜱ ]  ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ
“So you’re not worried at all?” You asked incredulously, staring at your boyfriend sitting at the wheel. Demetri shook his head, “Nope.”
You stared at him in surprise. The two of you were on your way to a super fancy restaurant your dad had insisted on, so that Demetri— your boyfriend of two months— could meet your parents.
“Why not?” You asked, remembering how nervous you were about meeting his mom and little sister. The black-haired boy smiled, “I was a delight to have in class,” He replied, “You’re parents are gonna love me.”
You laughed at the comparison, slightly shaking your head. He wasn’t wrong though; your mom liked all your boyfriends ( “If they make you happy, I like them.”), your dad was a different story.
He hadn’t liked any of your previous boyfriends— although now that you look back, you didn’t blame him. All of them had been trouble. But Demetri wasn’t like that, you were fairly sure the boy— despite doing karate— was incapable of hurting a fly.
Once Demetri’s car, which was really his mom’s, was parked, the two of you made your way to your parents.
The restaurant was small, despite being fancy, and your parents had chosen a small table on the terrace. Your mom was the first one to greet you both, speed-walking her way over to you.
Demetri held out his hand in greeting, but she swiftly ignored it, wrapping her arms around him instead. Your dad opted for a curt nod before looking back at the menu, “I hope you two don’t mind we ordered appetizers.”
You sighed at your dad’s apprehensiveness; Demetri didn’t seemed to mind the cold behaviour, opting to happily answer all the questions your mom bombarded him with.
At an offhanded mention of karate, your dad perked up “Karate?” Demetri nodded, “I started it during sophomore year out of self-defense, but it’s become somewhat of a hobby now.”
Your dad sent you a meaningful glance, but your mom quickly cut in before he could continue, “Speaking of school,” She said, clasping her hands together, “Where are you planning on going to college?”
You couldn’t help but grin. You were hoping someone would ask this question— preferably your dad, but you couldn’t be picky— this was your ace, after all.
“I got into Cal Tech and MIT, but I’m not sure which one I’m going to yet,” Demetri replied, a slight dust of red coating his cheek. 
Your mom clapped excitedly, “Oh, that’s amazing!” You dad seemed surprised as well, although he was much better at hiding it. “Something wrong, dad?” You asked smugly.
“No, nothing, those are very prestigious universities,” He replied, “But they’re not exactly neighbouring Berkeley.”
“Well, you and mom did three years of long distance,” You shrugged, “We’re planning on breaking your record.”
For the first time that night, you’re dad actually smiled. You felt a sense of victory wash over you, and clearly so did Demetri as he grabbed a hold of your hand under the table. If the adults noticed the movement, they didn’t comment on it.
By the end of dinner you were smiling happily, and Demetri had even managed to get a few laughs out of your dad with his dumb jokes. Once the two of you reached your car, Demetri turned to you, “So, how’d I do?”
You smiled even wider— if that was even possible— and replied: “They loved you.”
Demetri grinned, “Told you they would.” You rolled your eyes at his smugness, but you couldn’t help the sense of relief taking over your body. The night had gone well, and your parents, both of them, liked Demetri. What more could a girl want?
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word count; 1400 words note; I hope you liked it, leave a comment if you did or if you just have something you wanna say. My inbox is always open to requests! links; part ii, my cobra kai masterlist
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mysuunandstars · 2 years
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bubblegumflavor · 1 month
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Man, and Johnny just got out of the get along sweater...
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amadeusevenstar · 10 months
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ok I caved, i’m writing the fic where johnny and miyagi smoke weed together, you better all read it when it’s done
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hawkmothmoon · 1 year
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Chozen! Details.
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blusandbirds · 2 months
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yeah no i’m totally good i’m just thinking about samantha larusso, the next daniel larusso, except she can't be because she's a girl. the next karate kid, except she can't be because she's a girl. the legacy, except she can't be because she's a girl.
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dljcem · 10 months
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hi !!! if you're willing, may you write something daniel larusso x female reader where she goes to cheer him up & keep him company while his leg is broken after the tournament? thank you in advance <3
ೃ༄ Uptown Girl
daniel larusso x reader
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begging for more karate kid requests…i rewatched the movies yesterday and i cant get it out my head.
warnings: not beta or proof read, slightly rushed
he's annoyed when you and his mother insist he rests after the tournament. sure, his leg hurts like actual hell, and he can't take more than a few steps without promptly falling, but he's itching to continue his karate training.
his restlessness tends to get the best of him during his recovery. he doesn't know what to do, practically bed-bound and unable to do the one thing he's grown to love most.
your visits are his only real source of entertainment. he cherishes them, anticipates the next one before you've even left his apartment.
he coaxes—or tries to, at least—you into staying with him longer. when you tell him you have to leave, he’ll put his head on your shoulder and beg for a few more minutes (which always ends up as a few hours, if you truly give in.)
his favorite thing to do while you’re over is watch a movie. most of the time, it’s some cheesy romance with more kissing scenes than plot. its an easy excuse to have a hand on your waist and press a few sweet kisses to your lips, in his eyes.
he finds comfort in your presence. it's not overwhelming like his mom's usually is—you're calming, a breath of fresh air amidst all the chaos in his life.
he tones down the complaining when you're around. he may be frustrated with just about everything, but he's not letting down the opportunity to have you dote on him a little more.
he thinks you look awfully cute while taking care of/spending time with him<3
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