#I will personally pick up karate again just so I can come after them with my staff and beat them bloody

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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

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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.

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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.

[sensei-venus]

Some fluff for Anthony I’m literally in love with him maybe Lawrence reader and everyone finds out about their secret relationship including Daniel Johnny and Amanda

(Unedited) (Support The Writer🌺) (Anthony & Reader are in Highschool because I said so because they go to school with the others, Lawrence!Chubby!Reader,Soft Kissing, Secret Dating,Fluff & Angst, Sneaking Out, Sam is a Snitch,Robby Probably Knew, Johnny trying to be a supportive Dad.)

Reader couldn’t help but giggle a little, her cheeks felt all flushed and warm. Getting into Anthony’s room was a bit of a task. Scaling the LaRusso house and getting up to the roof could be pretty, hard especially at night. There was barely any light other then from the windows.

But sneaking out late at night was the only way for her and Anthony could meet up that week.

Between her father and Anthony’s parents it was hard to meet up in person or face time. Their secret texting only got them so far. The urge to see each other was constant. The only time they got to see each other was at school or when they got to glaze at each other from afar at the dojo. On the rare occasion they meet up for secret dates around town.

It didn’t help that their siblings where also constantly on them. Both Robby and Sam would periodically check in on them. Better known as snoop around to keep a eye on the two of them. The teens knew that their older siblings would sneak into their rooms and look around time to time. So far after months of dating in secret, neither of them seemed to have found out about the secret relationship.

Anthony rolled his eyes as he helped pull his girlfriend in into his room from his bedroom window. He couldn’t help the small smirk that pulled on his lips as she finally climbed all the way in. He helped her stand up and shut his window again. He whispered out “You really have to stop doing that. One day Sam or my parents are going to hear you.” Reader groaned as she flopped onto his soft bed. Her eyes looking over at him as he just sighed and sat down next to her

There was a long pause as they just sat on the bed together thinking. They both had such a hard time keeping the relationship they had a secret, especially for so long. It was madness trying to keep it hidden away from everyone to see.

But it always came down to one simple thing that caused them to not want to come out about their romantic feelings towards each other.

Reader was a Lawrence.

Anthony was a LaRusso.

It was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode if they where to tell everyone they where dating.

“I wish we didn’t have to do all this, sneaking around and stuff. I thought sneaking around was supposed to be fun and exhilarating. This just sucks…” Reader said as she scooted over on the bed to lay her head in his lap. Anthony slowly blinked as he looked down at her. Eyes half lidded as he watched her face fall. He picked at her hair, twirling a lock of her hair between his fingers.

“I don’t like it either but you saw how my parents and your parents acted the last time our families got romantic with each other. Maybe we can wait another year or two or-“

“I don’t want to wait, I want everyone to know that I have a hot boyfriend named Anthony LaRusso, gaming badass and karate dude. I can’t keep acting like I’m single when I’m not. It’s so hard acting l-like we aren’t a thing.” This was one of the only times that Anthony had seen his girlfriend act like this. In the months of meeting her and dating her, he had never seen her this upset.

He had never seen Reader Lawrence on the verge of crying. It made his stomach flip and his heart hurt. His usually strong headed tough girlfriend has tears welling in her eyes. Her hand slowly moved to grasp his. Her soft lips kissing his fingertips.

“I want to be able to hold my girlfriends hand in public. I want to be able to throw a arm over her when I’m sitting during a break at training. I want to kiss her in front of everyone when ever I want to.” He felt this chest start to tighten just a little “Just give me a little more time to think of a way to tell them ok? Please.” Reader clenched her eyes shut trying to magically suck up her tears. He didn’t let her do that for long as he whipped them away with his thumb. She gave a soft smile before pulling him closer.

Their lips meet in a sweet and soft kiss. It was simple and passionate. Light and airy almost. His thumb rubbed over her soft cheek, her hand laced gently though his dark curls. Lips moving together in a sweet rhythm. They where fully embraced into each other.

They didn’t even hear the door to Anthony’s room open.

All they heard was the loud gasp that had them separating in a split second. Eyes going wide as they stared at the open door.

Sam LaRusso stud in the door way with a shocked expression, mouth open and eyes wide as she looked at the two teens. What ever words they had in their minds where lost on their tongues. Both of them in complete shock of being caught by the boys older sister.

“Anthony!! Mom! Dad!”

Anthony didn’t even have time to shove Reader off of his lap by the time his parents showed up.

With a unexpected newcomer.

“Dad why are you here!!”

“You don’t get to ask that! Why the hell are you here Reader?! Your supposed to be at the apartment with Robby!”

Johnny yelled as he pushed past Daniel and Amanda. Reader shoot up and pushed herself away from Anthony on the bed. She was quick to try and lock her knee’s together to look more prepared. Taking a deep breath she looked up at her dad who was basically fuming now. His blue eyes digging holes into hers. Looking like he was about not snap.

Daniel doesn’t look as mad but Amanda is close to the same point as Johnny. Daniel has a eyebrow raised and Amanda is tapping her foot, Sam is still a bit in shock at what she just found going on in Anthony’s room.

“We have been gone for less then two hours and you decided to sneak in a girl- Reader at that.” Daniel says in a questioning tone. Amanda looks at her son in a box of anger and sadness. Clearly seeing what was about to go down now that the two teens had been caught.

Johnny whips back around and points a finger at Daniel and then to Anthony “Hey that’s my kid! I bet your mcjunior son tricked my daughter into coming here. Trying to pick a fight? Reader did he do anything to you?! Did that little prick put a hand on you!”

“Dad no stop!”

“That’s definitely not what was happening when I walked in.” Sam snorted making everyone look at her. She put her hands up In defense.

“Anthony what where you two doing in here when Sam walked in.” Amanda said with her arms crossed.

“I was… I was kissing my girlfriend when Sam walked in.” Anthony exclaims as he looks up to his mom with a small frown.  He really didn’t expect to be telling his parents about this tonight.  he thought that they could get away with it for just a little while longer. Clearly they couldn’t with the turn of events. 

Reader quickly takes his hand in hers and gives it a soft squeeze. Looking over he finds her smiling over at him, relief starts to flood over him. Maybe this wasn’t the worst timing after all. 

They both look up to their parents.

“Sam did you know about this??”

“I had no idea! And I admit to going though his stuff before and I didn’t find anything. I can’t believe he’s even dating anyone in the first place.”

Johnny is pacing the room at this point as he try’s to cope with the new information. He scratches at the back of his head “How long has this been going on? Does Robby know about this?” Reader sighs saying “ We’ve been going out for a few months now, and from my knowledge, Robby has no idea about us going out together. We didn’t want anybody to know in the first place because of this exact reaction.” She huffs at her father.

The room was silent after that for a while.

No one dare make a sound.

“Are you guys actually that made over this? That I’m dating a Lawrence?”

Amanda was the first one to reply back, quickly sitting next to Anthony. She took his free and hand patted it in hers.

“You really thought we would be upset just because your dating Johnny’s daughter? Is that why you two where hiding?”

Reader nods “We thought all of you would be upset about us dating each other because of what happened after Robby and Sam where together. Half of the time you guys couldn’t stand be near each other when the topic came up. We thought it would be the same with us so we just kept it a secret.”

Johnny groaned as he sat down next to his daughter.

“Maybe I’m a little pissed that your dating a LaRusso but still, you shouldn’t have felt like that. I just want to know your safe. If dating a shitty LaRusso makes you happy then so be it.” He tries his best in his own way to comfort his daughter. He puts a hand on the back of her head and gives her a quick kiss to the temple before pulling away. He ruffles her hair, she tears up a little as she goes and hugs her dad.

“It’s ok…I’m not mad.” He rubs her back harshly for a few seconds.

“Sam you suck by the way.”

“What!? What did I do!?”

The rest of the night was filled with chaos as they talked everything out.

The whole time Reader and Anthony held each others hands.

[m1guelsgf]

Hey I loved your jealousy jealousy fic!!! Please do a part 2!!!!!! Maybe where reader gives Daniel a reality check when he confronts her about how what he did really wasn't fair. How he's treated Tory and how neither of them really had a chance and he was always going to pick Sam in the end. Also highlighting how he only became interested in karate again when Sam picked it back up and no matter how well she did she would always come second to Sam (she doesn't really blame Sam for this but it still hurts). He keeps going on about Defense and she argues back that you can't always live life on the defensive and you'll never move forward if you're always waiting for something to strike and she is finally going after what she wants and with someone who always puts her first (Axel 🥰) also ft kwon purposively going after reader cause it riles up so many people (Axel, Sam, Tori and the rest of myiado)

anon!! so glad u liked it and yr inside my brain rn! i love these ideas, will officially start working on jealousy jealousy pt2 rn!!

daniel does favor sam a LOT, like reader is a world champion but daniel cared more about sam's 1st all valley than any of the competitions reader competed in. would also like to see more of the friendship between tory and reader. and yeah i totally agree that she doesn't blame sam but i feel like its just so common and human to resent someone close to you because of the way they are treated. it's not like you hate them or blame them, you just can't help but envy them for having what you don't. (really like olivia rodrigo's jealousy jealousy for this "all your friends are so cool, you go out every night in your daddy's nice car, yeah you're living the life, got a pretty face, a pretty boyfriend too, i wanna be you so bad but i don't even know you. all i see is what i should be, happier, prettier, jealousy, jealousy...)

i wasn't originally thinking of kwon as a 2nd love interest but i do like the idea. he's a menace so once he sees how intertwined all the karate drama is, he plays with it. i think i wanna have him being super supportive and flattering towards reader (very friendly and non threatening) so when the miyagi do's confront her about axel AND kwon, she says something like "well he was always so nice to me" and when axel's jealous because kwon is making him think theres something between you two it can be a little more angsty to show that while reader is a strong independent person, she also needs support from her family, friends, and axel.

EEEEKKKK i'm so excited!! please send in any other thoughts anyone might have, i could talk about this forever. will start typing up all this and will finish the enemies to lovers axel request i have so so so soon i promise <3

[cosmixsoupmix]

A Deep Dive into Gorillaz's "Hallelujah Money" (repost)

I have already written this post on my main blog (@cosmixbun) but I am putting it on this one so I have it here too !! (originally written in 2022-2023)

For those who don’t know the song ‘Hallelujah Money’, it is a song released by the band, ‘Gorillaz’ on the ‘Humanz’ album on January 17, 2017. Or more known as the eve of Donald Trump’s inauguration (keep this in mind, it’s very important.). The majority of the vocals were sung by Benjamin Clementine, the rest of course, was 2-D. The lyrics can be found here, if you want to read them. The music video can be found here. I suggest watching and reading both before really looking into this.

DISCLAIMER: I am not a big music person, I only find music video interest in the Gorillaz music videos. If I say something that you do not believe or have differing opinions, great. This is just what I bring to the table all these years later. There’s plenty more where I come from.

THE VIDEO:

I’m going to explain as best as I can with both parts so bear with me. Again, it would help to watch the video to see the background and the emotions in the video as portrayed by Benjamin. So, in the music video upon opening, we see the only person who will be the center of the whole music video, Benjamin. We see him in a shiny, gold building. This hallway, in the building, is a reference to the Trump Tower and Benjamin is portraying Trump, or at the least his ideals. The background images that are used in the music video are disturbing and can sometimes set an uneasy feeling. I’m not going to go super in depth on each image or video because there’s a lot but you can find the breakdown somewhere. In the music video we see flashes for symbols or things that symbolize power, such as the pyramid with the eye on the back of the US dollar bill (which is said to represent God or the illuminati, so pick one), a cowboy, and even a creepy clown video (not really a ‘power’ in a societal sense, but they affected how we lived for a while.) While the videos and pictures are shown in the back, the lyrics are being said. The majority of the time, the video and pictures have somewhat no connotation to the lyrics being sung. The end of the video ends with a clip of Spongebob screaming and crying, this was taken from the episode called ‘Karate Choppers’ from season one. The clip is right after Mr.Krabs, his boss, tells him that he’s fired. “You’re fired.” is one of Donald Trump’s signature quotes.

THE LYRICS:

Going into the lyrics I will also tie into the things that I had talked about in the music video. The lyrics in the beginning are more of acknowledging that the US is a growing country and that everyone is allowed here, except for `The scarecrows that come from the far east”. Benjamin then sings that to keep them away “Is by building walls, Walls like unicorns In full glory and galore” making a reference to the wall Trump had promised in his campaign that he was going to build. A lot of people in the states were looking forward to this and as it states, it was going to be a big project that would be looked at by many. Benjamin at this time in the music video is calm and collected and seems to be confident in what he is saying. He is also singing his thoughts about the American Dream, and how it is only for the starving, To me, this is saying that the people who don’t have it bad in this country don’t even have to think about the American Dream because they think they are already living it. Those who are struggling to get by everyday dream about the day where they won’t have to get up and wonder what their next meal is or even if they will see next week. Those people have their own dreams about the American Dream. He then thanks the people for trusting him, a reference to the fact that he is going to get inaugurated the next day. I’m going to skip 2-d’s parts for now and skip to the next time Benjamin starts to sing. The next verse that Benjamin sings is ‘Trump’ saying that even though this is how life is, we can’t do much about it, everyone in the world just wants power. We can’t be upset over something that is bound to repeat itself. He even says, “And the whole beasts of nations desire, Power”. In some way or another we want power. Trump definitely understood this and had taken it to a whole new level.

Now going into 2-d’s parts he sings both bridges in the song. In both parts that he sings he is singing directly to Benjamin. He’s asking these questions that we still ask today, “When the morning come, We are still human, How will we know? How will we dream? How will we love? How will we know ?” These questions are from the people and they are asking that if the world is so corrupt, how will we ever be able to love each other if all we can do is fight and argue. The first time 2-d comes to ask these questions, all Benjamin can do is listen. 2-d sits in Benjamin’s silhouette and Benjamin stays still. The second time he sings the same lyrics, Benjamin seems uneasy and  worried, scared, and fearful. Benjamin’s hands are shaking and the book he’s holding, he is weary about. The music becomes more, ‘anxiety filled’. Then not too long after 2-d is done, Benjamin goes back to normal. Symbolizing that in his campaign and unknowingly, the years to come, he was going to be questioned and under heavy watch because not only was he a public figure, but a lot of allegations and scandals came up about him. In the same moment, he starts to sing, “Hallelujah Money” and rub his hands together in a way that you would say money, with your thumb, pointer, and middle finger. This was then showing that even after all of that, he still had support and his fame, all the efforts did nothing to him. He wasn't phased by a single thing that came towards him.

MY THOUGHTS:

So what are my thoughts on this music video? Three words.

Absolutely.

Fucking.

Incredible.

This music video was not only amazingly made, but Benjamin did the entire music video in one take. But coming away from that, the message that this brings to the table about how the former president saw the American Dream? How he felt about power and wealth? I think it captured it perfectly. The imagery that was used in the back of the video is stunning. The way they used the analogies in this was so intricate, but it worked and fit so well. The way that they went into it and went, ‘Ya know what. Let’s give it to em’.’ My absolute favorite part of this was the lines used to describe the different sides of the American Dream. The way they also used the tree analogy in the beginning to describe the idea of western prosperity just really sold it for me.  The way this song was produced and how it sounds like a choir is singing with Benjamin to me is just the opinions of the people who agree with Trump and his ideals and them being like, ‘yeah, for the money.’ The kind of tone that song has is kind of 'rejoiceful' but having that hint of that ‘uneasiness’ that I had mentioned earlier. It just makes you think that it’s a normal Gorillaz song. The entire song is just powerful to me and after seeing it once again and hearing the song once again, and celebrating 4 years of the album...My appreciation only grows for it.

That’s pretty much it but I would like to close out with a quote from none other than Murdoc Niccals himself:

"In these dark times, we all need someone to look up to. That's why I'm giving you this new Gorillaz song, a lighting bolt of truth in a black night. You're welcome."

[halcyonmirage]

Recent news has me fuming. I'm very tempted to vent my anger through art, but I've been feeling like shit lately for more reasons than I can count. Dunno if I have the energy to draw that. I already plan to draw something later for an art event that's due soon.

Anyway, I'm gonna TRY to keep this short.

I really wish people would care more about racism against Asians. I know we might not have it as bad as some other minorities, but it's not a fucking competition. Racism is racism. And now more than never, we need support. Covid didn't start anti-Asian racism, it just made everything skyrocket. That doesn't just include the States either, I'm talking worldwide, even here in Canada (we really aren't the perfect angel country like some may think).

There's some gross shit going around about how BLM shouldn't support Asians because apparently we're "anti-black in general". If you think that, please take some time to reflect, because it's nasty thoughts like this that just divide communities further.

Yeah I won't lie, a lot of Asians are super racist towards others with dark skin. But that's mainly an issue with the older generation. To group all of us together under one belief and use that as justification to deny support is disgusting.

I've had to deal with a shit ton of racist bullies growing up. Some were white, some were black. That doesn't make me want to take a knife to everyone of either race. That doesn't mean I won't support BLM. You either oppose racism or you don't.

There shouldn't be any cherrypicking here just because not everyone of a certain race is a damn saint.

Race. Does not. Determine. Morality.

And it's downright pathetic that this has to be said.

TLDR; I'm a weird mix of frustrated and pissed off right now because on one hand I'm like "Disappointed but not surprised" but on the other, it's just "Oh for fucks sake not again".

It's not a competition between BLM and StopAsianHate, BUT:

It is REALLY irritating to see that people talked about supporting the Asian community for like a day, then seemingly forgot about it. I don't expect people to post about it 10 times a day, but if Tumblr can secure BLM at number 1 for the past few months, it would be REALLY nice if we could get this pinned somewhere in trending for more than a week.

[lume-nescence]

Giyu Meeting Y/n Kamado

an: i forgot to add this portion to the kamado sibling post im so ashamed oh my ahfiakcjps— so i’ll just call this part two that i hope will compensate. sorry to the friend who asked for him because i don’t know how to write giyu but i’ll see what i can do because this is in headcanon form so i have some sort of an advantage. plus i finished the manga but that was like four months ago auuuuuggghhh and i needed to skim through the end episode 1, just to get a fresh reminder. and i got carried away again okay enough of my rambling

genre: headcanons, scenarios, crack

cw: follows episode 1, blood, sword, axe, stab mention, not proofread

part 1

it’ll obviously be how episode 1 goes. but the three differences are: 1 you and tanjiro went out to sell coal, 2 nezuko didn’t get stabbed, and 3 tanjiro told you to go get help while he deals with giyu

but you, being the stubborn one, wanted to stay and help nezuko

and giyu finds this odd

like this person he’s holding is a demon? and you two still want to save her?

nezuko’s a demon now. no longer human. and yet, you both are determined to find a cure to bring her back to a human.

man he’s stumped

like woah! you want to stay put to attempt to save nezuko from his clutches???

despite him having a sword almost drawing blood from nezuko’s neck???

and you’re willing to do anything to find a cure???

that just means you have balls. same with tanjiro, because too wants to save his sister

giyu finds this bunch interesting to him

he ponders a bit, until he saw you walk up to him with tanjiro screaming at you in the background to come back

when you stopped in your footsteps you looked up at him

“you have some cool eyes”

he doesn’t know what to say

bro’s got a face that outclasses the surprised pikachu face

you really talked about his eyes?? of all things?? did you forget the situation that’s happening????? it kinda caught him off guard??????

that’s when you moved out of the way when you heard a war cry. tanjiro running up to giyu with his hands behind his back

giyu snapped out of it knowing what’s going on and slammed your brother’s head with the base of his sword which knocked him out

when you were shocked you were ABSOLUTELY livid. same with nezuko, she’s trying to get out of giyu’s grasp

and from your impulses you followed your intuition and kicked this man where the sun doesn’t shine

(i choked in a laugh after writing that sentence)

he made a small yelp and buckled his knees letting go of nezuko and his sword, squeezing his eyes shut

he’s probably going to get taunted even more when he gets back to headquarters

and you acted like that was nothing and dusted imaginary dust off of you

wow

i literally forgot to add the part where the axe comes in and just barely missed him how could i miss that

so anyways when that happened mans was even more shocked

nezuko rushes to you both and puts a protective arm, shielding her siblings

giyu, slowly recovering, opened his eyes noticing the sight in front of him

nezuko growls at him, protecting her siblings from him

and you gave him the stink eye

go you!

giyu was even more intrigued that a demon, nezuko, is protecting humans without having any desire to attack them

for they are her siblings <3

nezuko charges at him, attempting to kill him to protect her siblings while you stay with tanjiro

giyu immediately picked up his sword and parried the attack but he has a monologue moment

he remembers you and tanjiro telling him that nezuko will never eat a human. and he remembered the people he’d came across before told him the same thing but were eaten despite them being siblings. he knows nezuko must be hungry but she hasn’t eaten anybody, she chooses to protect her siblings instead

and finally that’s when giyu realized you all are built different

“these three.. maybe they’re different from the others.”

so you’re just going to ignore the fact that you got kicked in the

he sheathes his sword to knock nezuko out with a good old fashioned karate chop

before you do or say anything you get it as well

time to nap temporarily

after that occurrence, he’s decided. he’ll have you and tanjiro see urokodaki

he thinks you all have the potential. no, he knows.

[miyagifangkai]

Sensei Lawrence

Tagged: @vntgkenz

Taglist: @bb-skyrunner

Request: My request is she’s a newer friend of miguel’s, they became friends just after highschool, anyway he spends most of his time helping out at the dojo (just usually helping johnny teach n shit like that) and she tags along and meets johnny for the first time, basically she’s a total smart ass/loud mouth type person and johnny’s got a crush on her but she doesn’t give off any indication that she likes him back. so as time goes on, she keeps joining miguel whenever he goes to help out and johnny kind of teaches her one on one (but she’s picked up a few tricks) and basically she manages to pin johnny down and is like “because i won, you have to take me on a date.” and he’s staring up at her with the biggest shit eating grin on face.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Cursing, a few sexual remarks, a little violence, and I think that’s it lol

Characters Involved: Johnny Lawrence, Reader, Miguel, and Carmen

Couple Pairing: Johnny Lawrence x Reader

A/N: Hello!!! Thank you so much for the request! I enjoyed writing this one!! I changed a few things from the request. I hope you don’t mind. Again, thank you. And I hope you enjoy reading! 🥰

You and Miguel have been friends for some time now. Ever since you two had the same History class in your freshman year of college.

From then on you two tried to plan classes that you could have together and try to get involved in the same groups and activities as well. Safe to say that you two were best friends at this point; but everything was kept platonic between you two despite your friends wanting you to get with him. You just couldn’t see yourself getting with Miguel because you saw him as a brother and also he has called you “sister” on various occasions.

As you two got closer he started to open up about karate and how he loved it during high school. He still loves it now but since he has a lot of “adulting” to do he can only make it out to a class every other week or so. Him and his Sensei are still close with each other talking practically every day which you thought was sweet because Miguel has some daddy issues going on. You had only seen pictures of Sensei Lawrence and never met the guy, yet. You thought that he was pretty good looking but out of your league.

This weekend you were going back with Miguel to help him set up the dojo for some type of event and you also wanted to formally meet his mother too. Miguel had always valued his family first and you admired him for that, he also told you all of the drama of the full out karate war that went on during his highschool experience; so you couldn’t wait to see what all the buzz was about. You already had your stuff packed the night before and had your outfit laid out on your nightstand. You couldn’t wait to meet some of the people that were close to Miguel's heart.

You wake up to Miguel knocking on your door; you quickly jump up and let him in with groggy eyes.

“Y/N, you’re not ready yet?”

You rake your hand through your hair, “No. I overslept! I even set four alarms! See?”

Miguel chuckles, “You slept through all of them?”

“Yeah, I guess I did.”

“Well, get ready! We need to be on the road like yesterday!”

You sigh, “Fine! You know, you’re kinda demanding?”

“You know, you’re kinda whiny?”

You huff, “You’re the worst. The actual worst,” you chuckle, “Now let me get ready, loser!”

Miguel puts his hands up, surrendering, and steps outside of your room to let you get dressed. You quickly throw on your outfit and let Miguel know you’re dressed. He comes back in and grabs your suitcase to load it in the car. You throw your hair up in a quick ponytail and follow him to the car. You two get in and start on the way.

His home wasn’t too far away, maybe two hours away but still far enough for it to be a pretty good trip out.

“Miguel, what if your Mom totally hates me?”

“She’s not gonna hate you! Now the one you should be worried about is Sensei.”

“You still call him Sensei? Aren’t you like an adult now?”

Miguel sighs, “It’s disrespectful. But since it’s just us I’ll call him Johnny, happy?”

You nod your head, “Better. But why should I be worried about Johnny?”

“I dunno. He’s picky.”

“Picky? Why? Is he an asshole or something?”

Miguel sucks in a breath, “Can be. But! Just don’t disrespect him, okay?”

You laugh, “I’m not! Unless, he gives me a reason to be.”

Miguel rolls his eyes, “He won’t. Just keep your cool. No need to be a smart ass.”

“Fine. I’ll be nice,” you chuckle, “Would you like me to suck him off while we’re there?”

Miguel’s face turns into a grimace, “Oh! Dude, gross! Why do you wanna give me those images?”

You laugh, “Couldn’t help it! I’m sorry!”

You two finally arrive at his apartment complex and you immediately get out to get a good look.

“Whoa, you grew up here?”

“Yeah, not the best. Not the worst.”

“Excuse me? This place is awesome. Now I’m worried about showing you mine.”

“C’mon I’m sure it’s not that bad.”

You turn to him, “Whatever, dude. I wanna meet your mom!”

You two get out your bags and start to head inside the complex. You looked around at all the different doors and you loved how warm it was here. Miguel is about to open his door when you two hear, “Diaz!”

You both turned around and you’re met with Johnny Lawrence, he was tall, blonde, and you had to admit very attractive. The pictures really didn’t do him justice.

“Sensei!” Miguel runs up to him and gives him a hug leaving you standing there a tad awkwardly.

Miguel let's go and introduces you two, “Sensei, meet Y/N. Y/N, meet Sensei.”

Johnny reaches out his hand, “Johnny.”

You shake his hand, “Y/N.”

As you two let go Johnny smiles at you and asks, “So, Miguel you didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend!”

You and Miguel chuckle with you answering, “Oh no. We’re not. No.”

Johnny retracts his statement, “Oh, I’m sorry. So friends, huh?”

You see Johnny give Miguel the side eye and Miguel rolls his eyes, “Listen, totally normal for a guy and a girl to be friends.”

You back him up, “Yeah. Completely normal.”

Johnny laughs, “Okay, sure.” You started to zone out at this point when he and Miguel started talking about the event at the dojo. You hadn’t noticed that you were staring at Johnny until you felt someone tap your shoulder.

“Y/N! So nice to meet you!”

“Carmen! Hey. Nice to meet you too.”

She gives you a hug and says, “Let me help with the bags. Those two can go on forever.”

You chuckle, “Okay, sure.”

You two walk inside and your nose is filled with the scent of lunch being prepared as you look into the kitchen and see that the table has already been set and a banner above it saying, “Welcome.” You smile at the banner and glance at Carmen you now understand why Miguel adored her so much.

You hear the front door open and you see Miguel. You smile at him and you see his mom walk up to him and hug him.

After lunch you and Miguel head to the dojo to help Johnny do some of his remodeling.

You two arrive and you step in and see Johnny in an old hair band t-shirt and jeans and you can’t help but do a double take. Miguel notices and he looks at you offended.

He whispers, “Wipe the drool off, would you? Gross.”

You squint your eyes at him, “Shut up, dude!”

Your little argument catches Johnny’s attention and waves at you two, “Hey, guys! C’mon! Paint is sitting right there, grab a brush.”

Miguel nods his head and immediately gets to work while you stroll up to Johnny putting up decals on the wall, “Uh, no. That’s gonna be crooked.”

Johnny looks back at you, “You sure?”

You nod your head, “Yeah, man. Hold on, let me hold it and have you look at it.”

You step up to him and he hands you the decal. You reach up and put it on the wall. You look back at Johnny who was clearly not looking at the decal you had held up. You almost start to blush but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

“Is it straight?”

Johnny looks up quickly, “Uh.. yeah. It–it is.”

You look back at the wall, “You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Miguel! Look over here!”

Miguel quits painting and looks at you and Johnny, “What?”

“Is this straight?”

“Yeah, looks good to me!”

“Thanks!”

You stick the decal to the wall and take a few steps back standing beside Johnny and look at it.

“Yeah, I think that looks good, don’t you think?” You look up at Johnny.

Johnny looks away from the wall and looks you up and down, “Yeah. Looks really good.”

You pat him on the shoulder, “Good,” and you walk off joining Miguel in painting.

The rest of the day you all finish painting the dojo and start heading out towards dinner time. Miguel pretended he hadn’t noticed his Sensei casually flirting with you and you pretending to not take them that way. Miguel knew you well enough to know that when you didn’t accept other men’s flirtations and compliments that you liked them back. He couldn’t believe that you had the hots for his Sensei.

You three say your goodbyes and as you’re walking to Miguel's car Johnny yells, “Y/N, you coming tomorrow?”

You give him a small smile, “Yeah! I will!”

Miguel butts in, “I’ll be here too if anyone cares!”

“Sure, Diaz. See you then!”

You both get in the car and before he starts the car Miguel looks at you and smirks, “So what do you think of Sen–I mean– Johnny?”

“Yeah, he’s alright.”

“He’s alright, huh?”

You look at him, “What?”

“Just alright?”

“What are you gettin’ at?”

“Nothing. Just wondering.”

You decide to let it go, “Whatever. Let’s get to your place. I’m hungry.”

Miguel shrugs and starts the car.

The next day, you two head back to the dojo and walk inside. You see Johnny sitting in his office on the phone with his legs up on the desk. You knew you were looking at him too long but it was hard to look away from him. Miguel steps in front of you and crosses his arms, “Staring is rude.”

You roll your eyes, “I wasn’t staring.”

“You’re a liar!”

“I am not!”

“Yes you are! You were so staring at him!”

You scoff, “I–”

“Who was staring?”

You and Miguel both go silent and look at Johnny trying, and failing, to hide a smirk.

“Uh, nothing. Forget it,” you say nervously.

“Yeah, it was nothing. Just an inside joke,” Miguel tries to blow it off as nothing.

Johnny shrugs his shoulders, “Okay. Here’s what we are gonna do today. Miguel finish painting that side and Y/N and I will start on this side.”

Miguel goes and starts painting. You dip your brush in and start painting. You feel Johnny stand really close to you causing you to look at him.

“Oh? Staring again?” Johnny asks sarcastically.

“What? No. I wasn’t staring.”

“You were.”

You squint your eyes, “I was not. Besides, you were on the phone. How’d you even know I was staring? You know, even if I was.”

“Because I saw you.”

“Ugh, you’re kinda annoying.”

Johnny fakes being hurt, “Me? How dare you? I’m a complete catch!”

“You? Highly doubt it.”

“I am!”

You decide to let go of the conversation and continue painting causing Johnny to get mysteriously quiet for the rest of the evening.

Over the next couple of weeks you and Miguel go to Johnny’s dojo to help finish up. On your breaks Miguel would show you some karate moves and Johnny would get involved and show you too. Miguel would eventually step back and let Johnny teach you. You started to retain some of the information that Johnny was teaching you. You even started to like karate especially while Johnny was teaching you. He was so passionate about it and he made everyone around him feel passionate about it as well. There would be some days that you’d drive out to the dojo to get teachings from Johnny one on one. Everything was going well between you two. You had even started to develop feelings for him and him for you. You two would exchange flirtations and share glances with each other.

One day you and Johnny had gotten into a little argument while he was showing you some new moves.

“That move looks kinda dumb,” you say.

“What the hell? Really?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s bad ass! Can knock a guy out in seconds!”

“Cool, but still looks weird,” you chuckle.

“Seriously?” Johnny scoffs, “It’s out of your skill zone anyways.”

You look at him straight in the eyes and state, “Sure it is, Lawrence. I bet that you’re not even that good at karate.”

Johnny tenses his jaw, “Oh, really?”

“Yes, really! Miguel claims you’re so amazing. But are you, though?”

“Well, yeah. He’s right.”

“I bet I could beat you.”

Johnny almost cracks up at your statement, “Cannot.”

“Can too.”

“Fine. Let’s have a match then.”

“Fine!”

You two get in your stances and you start to get nervous. Could you really beat him? Do you even know how bruised his ego is gonna be when you do? He will never let you live it down if you lose either. If only you could keep your big mouth closed. Soon enough you and Johnny were sparring. He got a few hits on you because you weren’t exactly skilled but when you got the hang of it you started blocking him with finesse. You catching Johnny off guard and landing a blow to his ribs, almost causing him to double over. After a few more swings you get the upper hand on him and finally pin him.

Johnny looks up at you in shock, “Holy shit!”

“Take that, Lawrence.”

“I let you win.”

“Bullshit,” you laugh, “Since I won I guess you’ll have to take me on a date.”

Johnny’s eyes widened and then a smile came onto his face, “What? I thought you didn’t like me.”

“Correction, I didn’t show that I liked you. Wanted to make you sweat for a bit.”

He scoffs, “It worked.”

“Good. Now, you gonna take me on that date?”

You get off of him and let him stand up, “Yeah, I’ll take you on a date. But not because you won.”

You chuckle, “Too scared to admit a girl beat you?”

“I let you win!” Johnny says seriously. He was still battling with the toxic masculinity even though he was trying.

“Oh, since you let me win then I guess no date then,” you start to walk away from Johnny.

You feel him grab your arm, “Don’t leave.”

“And why not?”

“Because I like you.”

“Not enough to accept that I beat you,” you smirk.

Johnny sighs knowing your stubborn ass won’t give this up, “Fine. You won.”

You lean up and kiss him after he says that. You two pull away when Miguel walks in and says, “Seriously?”

You turn around, “Oh, uh–”

“Nope. I don’t wanna know what happened between you two but all I’m gonna ask is couldn’t you keep it in your pants?”

You and Johnny chuckle and you both say, “We tried!”

Miguel smiles, “Not hard enough.”

He walks over to the chairs that still need to be painted and grabs the paint can. You and Johnny walk over to him and you say. “Miguel, guess what!”

Miguel looks over, “Oh no, what?”

“Johnny is taking me on a date!” You feel your face start to flush as Johnny snakes his hand into yours.

“Oh, nice! Happy for you two.”

“It’s because I won our sparring match too!”

Johnny gasps, “No!”

Miguel says, “Nuh-uh! Bullshit!”

“I let her win, okay?”

Miguel pats shoulder, “Sure, you did.”

As Miguel and Johnny start to get into another quarrel you couldn’t help but glance up at Johnny. You couldn’t believe that out of all the men in the world you chose Miguel’s Sensei of all people. But then again, you definitely weren’t complaining about it.

[moonarchvs]

Paramour [m.d]

summary- Miguel has a secret admirer and he has you, why to choose when he can have both?

warnings- kissing, so much fluff, my horrible try at poetry

word count- 2.5k

author speaks- istg, I wrote this in flat five hours and I'm so proud just i hope it doesn't disappoint or fail. Ik I'm posting after a shit ton of time and yeah @sapphireplums if u dont gimme some feedback I'm bringing a knife to you (jk ilysm) also the letter is written quite from the depth of my heart and the idea struck while writing one irl so yeah lol also I love this boy sm he's so underappreciated.

It started on a Saturday.

Miguel would never forget the day, that day it had all begun. It was funny actually, how he almost discovered that one thing which had changed his life for good by accident.

He had been tired and sweaty after his karate practice and was going home after fetching a few things from the grocery store. He entered his house and threw his bag on the couch. It was 7 pm and he figured Carmen would be in the hospital, working her double shift, he tiptoed his way to Yaya's room and cracked open the door to see her peacefully snoring on the bed. He switched off the light and closed the door slowly.

He made his way to the kitchen but before making a meal for himself, he went to lock the door when a small tennis ball caught his eye, he bent to pick it up and noticed it was cut open and a piece of paper was sticking out of it, he pulled out the neatly folded note and opened it, 

My dearest Miguel,

I have looked and admired you from afar for as long as I can remember, and can’t help but let my feelings grow immensely for you. You may know me, you may not but I want you to know that I have been falling into a void since the day I saw you at the All Valley tournament, at first it was a torture, to have my heart and mind only focus on you wherever I went, but after a few weeks, it became a pleasure, and you my sweet paramour have been the best thing to be on my mind.

I do not expect you to write back, I’m not sure if you will even see this, but I had to get this weight off my chest and let you know what I think of you. In case you wish to give me a response, just leave a letter in the ball and keep it outside your door and I’ll do the rest.

With love, your greatest admirer

Miguel’s eyes were bulging out of their sockets as he read the piece of paper again and again, his eyes coming back to re-read his name, confirming if it was addressed correctly, but the letters stayed the same, they never jumbled up into a different name, it never vanished from his hands like he thought it may, he never woke up from this beautiful dream, like he expected to. 

It was real, someone loved him, loved him for he was, without changing a thing about himself. He traced the handwritten note with his fingers, loving how the ink felt on his fingers. His heart raced at the thought of someone writing the note and taking the trouble to bring it here. He imagined what his friends would say, Hawk would probably insist on hiring a detective to find the person responsible, Demetri would not believe him first-hand, he just knew it, Samantha would gush over the cuteness of the gesture.

One thing he was sure all of them would say, was to write back, and that was exactly what he going to do.

“Oh the things we do for love.”

You were never the person to believe in this saying, you never believed you would do unimaginably daring things for a person you love. But then again, fate is a funny thing isn't it?

Here you were, at 5 am walking to Reseda to Miguel’s house to check if he wrote back or even saw the letter.

Oh Miguel,

That boy had single-handedly lit up your life by just existing. You remembered the first time you had actually seen him, in the All Valley tournament, when the Cobras had made their grand entry, you remembered being entranced by him, right in the lead of the line of young competitors. During the span of the whole competition, you found it really hard to take your eyes off him, it was a divine experience in itself and your chest seemed to be contracting whenever he left your gaze and there was a sudden rush of adrenaline whenever you accidentally locked eyes.

That’s when you knew, you had fallen and you had fallen hard.

After his win the tournament his popularity had sky-rocketed and you knew you had no chance with him, he probably didn’t even know you existed. Girls would constantly flock around him and he always had this charming smile on his lips which was the game-changer. You thought you had no hope, until your English teacher had decided to partner you in a project.

You were surprised to see how humble, kind and gentle he was. The amount of respect his words carried, the gentleness in his voice when talked to you as if you were the most delicate thing he had come across. He was perfect, he was everything you could ask for in a lover and it was crushing you everyday, to not let him know what you felt and that’s when you had had enough, you had fished out a spare piece of paper and poured out your heart, wrote what your heart told you to, what your mind needed to.

You reached his apartment and your heart leapt to your throat when you saw the ball out, staring at you as if saying, ‘pick me up loser.” You rushed towards it and pulled out the folded paper in it, 

Hey secret admirer,

I’m flattered that you feel about me this way. It is so overwhelming to know that someone can care for me so deeply. I want to know why you didn't sign your name, I would love to know who you are and get to know you more. Please write back.

-Miguel 

You felt like your heart would burst out of your chest, it was so surreal. Yesterday you thought he was a star, only made to admire from afar, not something to actually know and touch.

You ran back to your house, which was just 5 blocks away, and immediately sat on your desk to write a response.

"You're fucking with me." 

The next day, the first thing Miguel did was tell his friends about the letter he had received yesterday. And their reactions were exactly like he imagined.

The first thing Sam did was squeal, Demetri still had his jaw on the floor and Hawk had simply said the words to him.

"Nope." He said, showing off the letter which Demetri immediately snatched, he opened it and read the words and looked up at him, impressed.

"This person has great vocabulary." Were his only words as he pushed the letter back into his palms while Hawk's face still had that teasing smirk plastered on.

"So what you're you gonna do? Did you write back?" He asked as they started to move to their first class. "As a matter of fact, I did." He said proudly and Hawk's smirk widened.

"El serpiente! That's my boy!" He said, thumping his back.

The rest of the day flew by and Miguel eagerly cycled back home to see if there was another letter for him, but just as he neared his house he saw a group of boys, laughing and cat-calling a girl who was walking down the street.

She looked quite familiar to him, the way her (h/c) hair bounced up and down as she walked, how her short foot-steps scrubbed against the sidewalk. A light bulb went off in his head as her name came rushing to him.

 Y/n

He immediately rushed towards her as the boys started to come closer and closer and she simply sped up trying to move out of the empty street. But Miguel caught up and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. You looked to your right, heat rushing to your cheeks as Miguel's face came into view.

"Where were you darling?" He asked, as he started to take huge steps towards his house. Miguel leant forward and whispered in her ear. "Just play along."

With a horde of butterflies swarming in your stomach, you nodded your head, "Sorry babe, had to stop by a friend's." You said, acting along his bluff but Miguel wasn't looking at you, he was giving the boys a death glare who were now retreating, afraid of the intimidating gaze.

Taking a turn 'round the corner of the street, he let go of you making you suppress a protest at the loss of touch.

"Thank you for helping me out there, I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come." You thanked him in a small voice, not able to look him in the eyes without letting your cheeks heat up.

"It's completely fine, it felt like a duty. By the way, you're Y/n right, senior? All Valley High?" He asked and your head looked up at him, in surprise. He remembers.

"Yeah, yeah t-that's me." you said breathlessly, outstretching your hand for him to shake which he gladly did.

"I'm Migu-"

"I know, Miguel Diaz, pretty sure the whole valley does too." You cut him off and he smiled, making your lips stretch into one too.

"You live around here?" He asked, and you nodded your head, "Just 5 blocks away, the independent houses."

"Right, I live right here. It's small but I like it." Miguel said, signalling back at his house, you were all too familiar with.

"I do too. Looks cozy." You said, shrugging and his smile grew. Miguel found it really hard to look away from your (e/c) eyes. He thought they were like an ocean, deep and mysterious, something about you made him feel you were hiding something and he was intrigued.

"I'll not trouble you then, see you at school." You said, waving him goodbye 

"Yeah, see you, and you're never a trouble!" He called behind you and you laughed.

Miguel continued to smile as ran to his house and saw the tennis ball. He picked it up excitedly and rushed to his room and took out the note and unfolded it, being met with your messy scribble.

My dearest beloved,

I'm so glad you wrote back, it is like one of my sweetest dreams has come true and don't be flattered, that wasn't even a fraction of what I feel about you, you should start loving yourself a little more, paramour.

I tried. Trust me, I wanted to sign it off with my name but it was a sort of fear or an insecurity, I just could not. Just sending it to you is a huge step for me. I hope I get the courage to reveal myself soon enough.

As for getting to know me, I study in your school, West Valley High. I know, I can hear you gasp from there, but it is what it is. I pretty much lay low in school so that's why I said you may or may not know me. I love to read, that's one thing about me you can know will never change, my interests and hobbies keep changing as per my obsession.

If When you write back, please tell me a little more about yourself, I would love to hear a bit more about you.

With much love, your greatest admirer.

Miguel never thought a bunch of words could make him so giddy and flustered and feel so loved. He re-read this letter a million times, just like he did with the previous one. Finally, after he had subconsciously memorized the whole letter, he tore a page from his book and started to write his answer on it.

"Right in my mouth!"

"Really?! That's disgusting." 

You and Miguel had bumped with each other the next day and had spent the entire practically joined by the hip. From your first class to the break, from P.E to the time you went home.

Miguel had discovered a completely different side of you today, even when you two had worked on the project, he never felt that you opened up to him. But today you seemed comfortable, happy and he loved every minute of it.

He had had a hard time trying to get his eyes off you, like the last time you were together but this time, he wanted to be close to you, to your hands, your face, your lips

The number of times his gaze had travelled from your eyes to lips, he had honestly lost count, it was embarrassing, how he felt himself falling for you so quickly. 

And as you two made your way to your house, being the gentleman he was, Miguel had insisted on going to yours first. He found it extremely hard to actually listen to what you were saying instead of just staring at you, open-mouthed, with a lovesick light in his eyes and a light-tipped smile on his face.

So as a result, he didn't notice the bump in the road and tripped over it. He closed his eyes for the impact but it never came as he felt your arms slide around his torso to stop him from falling.

"You ok paramour?" You panted, making him balance on his feet.

"Yeah, don't wor-" Miguel froze, realizing what you had just said, he looked at you with realization dawning in his eyes, "What did you just say?"

He felt you freeze too, your eyes widened and heart started to race, "I asked if you were ok. "

"No, what did you just call me?" He repeated softly, taking his hands in yours and rubbing circles on your knuckles.

"Paramour." Miguel had to bite his lip to stop the squeal which he was about to let out. In hindsight, he should've known, he always thought the way you talked was very similar to someone, the pauses, the tone, the usage of words, you were his secret admirer and he felt so proud and happy that he had someone like you.

"It's you." He said and you mistook the surprise in his voice for disappointment, "I know you might not like who was behind that paper, but trust me I just wanted you to know what I felt and when you responded, I just could not hold myself back. Besides, it was so nice to have you around me, I had never even imagined I would be talking to you like a friend and I totally understand if that's what you want to rema-"

His lips crashed on yours in a searing kiss, hands going to your waist, pulling your body as close to his as possible. You were shocked, mesmerized and immediately addicted as your hands went up to his neck and lips molded with his.

"Is this real?" You said softly, as you two pulled away due to lack of oxygen. You were too scared that all of it might be a dream.

"As real as my love for you." Miguel replied, rubbing your noses together.

"Is it?" 

"I don't know how to lie, paramour." He said, caressing your cheek.

You chuckled lightly, "It sounds good from you." You said.

The two of you stood like this, in each other's embrace for a little while when Miguel spoke up, 

"Are you going to ask me on a date or I'll have to do that too?"

[kirislut]

Hii! Can I pls request for tsukki, akaashi, and kenma’s fem s/o meeting the team for the first time? And like the time doesn’t know that they have an s/o? Headcanons pls! Thanks 😊

a/n: omg a haikyuu request finallyyy thank you anon, ive been wanting to write for my haikyuu boys but had no inspiration. also some feedback would be very appreciated because i’m worried that my portrayal of them might be a little ooc, but i hope you enjoy nonetheless!

pairing: tsukishima x fem!reader, akaashi x fem!reader, and kenma x fem!reader

taglist: @katsushimaa @meliorist-midoriya @bbakougo @grow-a-smile-for-a-while @finndaydreams @deephasoceanmagic @nieve-blancas @bunnythepipsqueak

kei tsukishima

he tries to hide you from the team for as long as possible, not because he’s embarrassed of you

but because he knows that he’s going to get teased and also because he’s embarrassed of his teammates

specifically two teammates

everyone else only found out because you came into the gym, wondering where your boyfriend was since practice was going on for longer than usual

“excuse me do you know when practice is going to be over?” you walked in, just to ask yachi since you didn’t want to disturb everyone else

“i’m not sure sorry, but um who are you?” the poor girl is confused to why you’re asking because she doesn’t know you.

“oh i’m tsukki’s girlfriend, (y/n)! i was just waiting for him, so i’ll be outs—“

hearing the words girlfriend, and tsukki together definitely caught the attention of yachi. well actually it caught the attention of a most everyone in the gym.

the practice match they were playing literally paused, eyes wandering to you then going to the tall blonde. it continued like that for a little bit since EVERYONE was wondering how tsukishima got a girlfriend.

honestly i’m surprised too like what the hell youre so adorable and too good for him

“TSUKISHIMA I CANT BELIEVE YOU DIDNT TELL US YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!” suga(mama) was the first to break the stunned silence. as he passed by the middle blocker, going to greet you, he made sure to give the poor boy a karate chop on his side as he passed by. suga only did this because he was hurt that tsukishima never mentioned you

tsukishima was literally shocked by that karate chop because he’s never been on the receiving end of one, definitely has more respect for daichi now since he always get chopped

the next to react were none other than tanaka and nishinoya. they rushed over to the middle blocker and started to bombarde him with questions and mostly teasing

“oooo tsukishima you have a girlfriend!”

“tsukishima you can always come to your senpai if you need help with this relationship”

“how did you get such a cute girlfriend anyways?”

“-just be careful when you grab because-“

tsukishima became so annoyed, “can you both shut up, you’ve never even had another girl like you back.”

that, that definitely hurt their feelings. cue the emo music

actually that made them realize that tsukishima for a girlfriend before they did, so now they were going over to kiyoko and asking for her to be their girlfriend. poor kiyoko i swear

suga and daichi (ugh mom and dad are so cute) start to converse with you, daichi apologizing for everyone’s behavior while suga was congratulating you for being able to handle tsukishima

the only person who wasn’t surprised was yamaguchi of course, who do you think tsukishima went to when he realized he had feelings for you?

kageyama really just, didn’t care at all. if anything he was kinda annoyed because this was eating into their practice time. you had nothing to do with volleyball afterall

very rude kageyama

hinata was waiting behind daichi and suga so that he could ask you question, so when those two stepped away to go back to practice. the orange haired boy was practically bouncing in excitement, he was about to open his mouth when a hand came over it

tsukishima had come to your rescue, he noticed you were looking a bit overwhelmed with suddenly being thrust into the spotlight. honestly he didn’t like it either. “come on (y/n), let’s go.”

your tense feeling was immediately eased, you mouthed a small thank you to him then looked back to his team. “it was nice meeting you all, hopefully next time we can talk properly— ah tsukki don’t pull so hard.”

tsukishima was dragging you out of the gym because one, he was tired, and two because he never wanted to experience that again. especially suga’s karate chops

you were probably never going to show up to a practice again because it was a distraction for other, especially tsukishima, but you were always there during the games because you were one of his biggest supporters for volleyball afterall

also tsukishima only wants you to watch the games because he wants you to think he looks cool while playing volleyball, only so he can brag to you about it later or hear you fan girling about his blocks

keiji akaashi

akaashi really wants you to meet his team, because volleyball is very important to him and so are you. it only seemed fitting

however you were always busy with other things so it took a month after you guys started dating before you could come meet everyone

you arrived just as they were finishing up some drills, just before they finished for the day. akaashi saw you coming into the gym, giving you a small smile right before he set a final ball to bokuto.

akaashi started to head over to you, but bokuto didn’t want him too since he just wanted to hit one more ball. just one more perfect straight.

akaashi explained that he needed to see you, his girlfriend, so do you know that time it is?

it’s bokuto emo mode time

“fine! if you really cared about me and volleyball you’d stay, but go. leave me for all i care.” this adorable dramatic idiot i swear, i still love him though

akaashi spares his best friend a glance then just nods, jogging over to you with no hesitation. also yes bokuto knows about you, he knew if bokuto didn’t know he had a girlfriend he would be devastated for way too long

other teammates notice akaashi heading over to you which makes them confused, they’ve never seen you before.

the setter comes up to you, giving you a hug, like the adorable boyfriend he is. akaashi hit me up

if the boys weren’t confused before they were now, and just to further that confusion he took your hand and walked with you towards his teammates

oh and don’t think that he wasn’t asking you how your day was and such, he’s always going to be considerate of you. he’s really the nicest boyfriend ever

“everyone i want you to meet (y/n), she is my girlfriend.”

it now made sense to who you were, but no one was very surprised. well maybe a little surprised but, akaashi was a good person so they could see him with someone

also they all know he’s pretty so of course girls would be going after him

you politely smile and wave at everyone, “hello, i’m sorry for the intrusion but akaashi wanted me to meet you.”

konoha immediately picked up on the fact that you called akaashi, akaashi and not keiji. “akaashi you still have her call you akaashi?”

the others nodded in agreement, you guys were dating so why the formality

you smiled sheepishly, cutting in before your boyfriend could talk, since he also looked confused. “ah sorry, i just. i wasn’t sure if i should call him keiji, i wanted to be polite.”

that, that was the moment you captured everyone’s heart. you’re little embarrassed expression, just because you wanted to be polite? approval straight away

komi jumped forward, smiling as he put his hands on your shoulders. “(y/n)! you don’t need to be polite, in fact how did akaashi ask you out? or was he too shy and you made the first move?”

komi and konoha proceeded to ask you question about your relationship with akaashi. mostly curious but maybe also because they wanted to tease their setter later if they heard anything silly

when you were finally finished answering questions, you joined akaashi who was talking to bokuto

“bokuto-san please calm down, i’ll set to you more next practice.”

it seemed that akaashi was still trying to lift bokuto’s spirits from earlier, you knew about his infamous emo mode. akaashi sometimes would ask you advice for how to handle him, but it was rare since the male could handle his best friend

“bokuto, i saw your last spike, it was really amazing! if anything you need to rest too, because that’s how your muscles get stronger!”

bokuto blinked twice as he processed your words, his slightly slouched posture and sad demanour straightened up. literally.

“you really think so (y/n)?” his lips were pulled into a pout and eyes were shining like pouting puppy eyes.

“of course bokuto!”

the owl haired boy inhaled deeply as his chest swelled with pride. “you’re right! i will rest and spike even harder tomorrow!”

the ace walked off, full of pride once again, leaving just you and akaashi. he looked at you and offered you a small smile, “thank you (y/n), i’m glad everyone likes you.” he reached over, placing his hand in the top of your head to gently pat and rub your head in appreciation. you smile up at him, nodding. after that he makes sure to walk you home, giving you a sweet goodnight kiss

dang i want head pats too, also catch bokuto also asking for head pats of praise from akaashi during their next practice

kozume kenma

kenma was wary about letting you meet his team, only because he knew it would be a whole ordeal that he was in a relationship

but a week after you guys started dating, you went to one of kenma’s games wanting to cheer him on.

so there you were on the stands, chanting with everyone else and cheering for the team and kenma as well

at the end of the game, you rushed down to the halls where the team would be after just winning their match.

as soon as you saw kenma, a wide grin spread across your face. “congratulations on winning kozume! that last dump you did was so cool!”

the stoic setter saw you, a small sigh leaving his lips because he knew that everyone would wonder who you were. so to avoid the hassle he quickly walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand and straight up walked away from the rest of his team

and as expected, he was right. everyone else just kinda stood there in shock and very confused because they had no clue who you were. they were just watching the two of you walk away, kenma mumbling to you about how he was grateful for your support, but just wanted his hand held game console back

the whole team just turned to kuroo, since he was the only one grinning during the whole situation. “did you not know? that’s kenma’s girlfriend.”

kuroo of course knew because who else would kenma turn to when he figured out he had feelings towards you? of course it would be his best friend and personal idiot

jaws just on the floor, and man did kuroo think it was funny to see everyone’s expressions

the next practice yamamoto and lev come up to kenma immediately

“KENMAA WHY DID YOU TELL US YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND?” poor kenma because he was just trying to play his game and nearly dropped it, if he did oh yamamoto would probably have been murdered

kenma’s face twisted in a look of annoyance, “i didn’t think it was important that’s all.” he brushed the topic off, not wanting to make a big deal of it because he didn’t see it as one

yamamoto was personally offended by kenma’s words because um, kenma had a girlfriend and he didn’t. “not a big deal? KENMA HOW C-“

“yamamoto, shut up.” kuroo cut in because kenma was just getting more annoyed, and also because he was just being too loud

poor yamamoto, he also wanted to know if you had cute friends. but also knowing him, he would probably run away if he met said cute friends

however it didn’t stop lev from following after kenma, “hey hey kenma, how did you even get a girlfriend?

for once kenma would rather play volleyball then answer these questions about you. it’s not like he doesn’t want to talk about you, it’s just he doesn’t feel the need to share about his relationship

luckily they stopped bugging him, but when you showed up at the end of practice, the attention was brought back to the both of yours relationship

but instead of lev or yamamoto going up to him, they went to you instead.

“hey kenma’s girlfriend, why do you like kenma? don’t you think he’s too quiet?”

“do you have any cute friends by any chance.”

“also you’re short, but maybe taller than yaku..”

lev was then immediately kicked by yaku, you think he would learn by now

you were kinda overwhelmed by the two guys, especially lev because he was well, tall. you laughed sheepishly, taking a step back from them

kenma quickly picked up on your discomfort and speed walks over to you, kuroo has only seem him walk this fast when going to the bame store

the setter stepped in between you and his two teammates, shooting them a glare and small frown. “leave (y/n) alone, she is none of your business.”

after that yaku drags away lev before he could continue pestering or start teasing, while kai leads yamamoto away to console him about wanting to also have a cute girlfriend

that left you and kenma, and wow you were kinda stunned by kenma coming to your rescue. because you know that he isn’t the most expressive or affectionate but this action threw away any possible doubts you had before

kenma made sure to walk you all the way home that day to make up for his annoying teammates. lucky for him the topic of his relationship didn’t come up again. besides he didn’t want to share all the precious moments he has with you anyways, you were all his afterall

[miyagihawk]

“best friend” | eli “hawk” moskowitz x reader

a/n: his hair is blue in the gif but red in the story :) also this is a bit long but i love it this is one of my favs

warnings: mentions of violence and cheating, swearing

summary: your boyfriend cheated on you and your best friend hawk is there for you

word count: 4207

You should’ve known. It couldn’t have been more obvious.

The way that he doesn’t let you see what’s on his phone. How he never takes you out anymore. The emotional distance you feel when he kisses you. It’s like he’s not even in the same room when you’re together.

Even with all the signs and evidence, your heart still broke like glass when you saw them together. Your boyfriend Danny and the girl that he always assured you was only his “best friend”, locking lips on his bed.

You had come to Danny’s house because he cancelled plans with you, claiming that he was sick. So you decided to surprise him with cookies that you baked, but he ended up having quite a surprise for you too.

The window of his room gave you a perfect view of the scene, and it was almost like you were meant to see it. Like he wanted you to see it. You stood in front of his house for what seemed like forever, trying to figure it out if it was real.

You tried d to rack your brain for excuses as to why he would do it. But there weren’t any. He was simply cheating on you.

Your heart physically hurt as your brain settled on that fact and you threw the plate of cookies on his lawn in defeat. Not caring if the noise made him look out the window, you began the walk back to your house with blurry vision from your tears.

But on the way there, you passed the house of your best friend Hawk. Seeking comfort from your heartbreak, you made your way to his window that you’ve always used as an entrance when you two hang out.

His light was on and you could hear his music, so you knocked on the glass with the rhythm you both made up to let him know that’s it’s you.

You waited as the music stopped and Hawk pulled back the curtains to reveal you. His red hair was down and framing his face in the way you like it. You’re the only person he allows to see him like that, and that fact always warms your heart.

Hawk looked happy to see you, but his smile dropped when he saw your tear stained cheeks and he quickly opened up the window. Helping you get in, he asked, “Y/N, what happened? Are you okay?”

You stood awkwardly in front of him, playing with your fingers. You weren’t sure if you even wanted to tell Hawk. He’s always hated Danny, and Hawk isn’t the most peaceful of creatures.

You didn’t say anything and just buried your face into his chest. You started to cry again, feeling safe in his arms as he held you tightly.

He led you to the bed to sit you down and let you cry it out in his warm embrace. He was worried about you, he’s never seen you like this; but he wouldn’t force you to talk. So for 15 minutes, Hawk ran his fingers through your hair comfortingly as you calmed down from your sobs.

“I’m sorry,” you spoke for the first time, smoothing down your hair. His shirt was filled with your tear stains, but he really couldn’t care less. He just wanted you to be okay.

“Don’t be sorry. Do you want to talk about it?” he said softly. He had a feeling about why you were crying, and he felt anger starting to bubble in his stomach.

You contemplated for a moment, not knowing if you should tell him. You knew Hawk. He would seek revenge on your behalf and it would end in blood.

But he would also find out anyways. If not from seeing Danny at school with the other girl, then he would probably put the pieces together if you told him that you broke up.

The only difference in the outcomes would be that right now you’re in control of how he finds out and you could possibly convince him to leave the situation alone.

“I-It’s Danny,” you breathed, feeling queasy about your decision.

You saw something flash in Hawk’s eyes and his fist tightened at the mention of your (ex) boyfriend’s name. “What did that fucker do,” he said, with a frightening, calm anger.

“Just... Don’t get mad, okay?” you stuttered. You could almost feel the change in the air just from the two words you spoke. Hawk unclenched his jaw and nodded, trying to be calm for you.

“I went to his house, and that was before I came here. And... I saw him with...,” your voice quavered as tears started blurring your vision again. It hurt to say it out loud and you couldn’t even finish your sentence.

Hawk abruptly stood up from beside you, and through your tear filled eyes, you could see the rage on his face. “I’m killing him,” was all he said, as he moved around the room to get his keys and jacket.

You stood up when he got to the door, and you pulled on his arm to make him stop. “Hawk, please. Stop,” you cried, but he was determined to make Danny hurt the way you were hurt. He wanted to hurt him more.

“That asshole was lucky to even have you look at him, Y/N. He’s fucking dead,” Hawk spit, taking his arm from you and making his way to the front door.

“Hawk! Just- stop. Stop! He isn’t worth it. Can you just stay here with me?” you whimpered, and at that moment his face fell. “Just stay, please. I need you.”

You saw the conflict on his face; the pity for you and his hatred for the boy who broke you. But with you in front of him, with puffy eyes and a cute red nose, he knows there’s no way he can leave.

The rest of the night, Hawk took care of you. He ordered in pizza from your favorite place and watched your favorite Disney movie with you, even though he always called it lame. His jokes made you laugh uncontrollably as if you hadn’t just gotten cheated on hours earlier. As always, your best friend was there to save the day.

“I’m sorry Y/N,” he said quietly as he played with your hair. It was already 1 am and you were both laying on his bed. You were exhausted from the day’s events; the thought of school the next day, especially seeing Danny, made you want to throw up.

“You were right,” you whispered, closing your eyes. Hawk had always been wary of Danny, and he often let you know it.

“Well, you see the best in everyone,” you felt the vibration of his voice from his chest, where you rested your head.

“What do you mean?” you looked up at him, struggling to read his face in the dark. His face was turned towards the ceiling in deep thought.

Hawk cleared his throat. “You see the good in people... and that’s my favorite thing about you. But sometimes you’re just so blind to the bad,” he explained.

You stayed quiet, thinking about his words and not really knowing how to interpret them. He continued, “I guess I’m trying to say that you’re different from normal people; you see through rose colored glasses. You dated that scumbag because you’re so loving that you saw the good in him, even if there’s fucking barely any.”

You laughed at the remark, then let him go on. “Even with me. I do shit that make people hate me. I throw punches that I regret and start fights that make me a horrible person in other people’s eyes. But you don’t really think of me like that, no matter how much I mess up. You’re the only person in my life who doesn’t see me as my fuck ups,” Hawk poured his heart out. “But I promise, I would never take advantage of you like him. Just keep living in your little world, alright? Don’t let him ruin that.”

You were left speechless. He had never said something so heartfelt to you and you wanted to cry at how sweet it was. You’ve never really thought about his view of you, but you guess it’s true. Sometimes your blind optimism gets you hurt, but you’re thankful that it helped you find your best friend. Yes, he’s not an angel, but if you listened to what everyone was saying about him, then you two would be strangers.

“I love you Hawk,” was all you said, and you kissed his cheek before cuddling into his side. He returned a kiss into your hair before the both of you drifted off into peaceful sleep.

-

The brightness of the sun woke you up from your dreams, and it took you a minute to adjust your eyes. Memories of yesterday flooded back, but you didn’t really feel sad.

The new day gave you a new perspective. You were grateful that you caught Danny, because if you didn’t, you might’ve never known. It still hurt that he betrayed you; you did love him. But wallowing in sadness would give him too much credit. He was a shit boyfriend and you vowed to cry no more tears over him.

The bed was empty, with no trace of your red haired best friend. In his place was a piece of paper with what you recognized as Hawk’s terrible handwriting.

‘Good morning you terrible snorer. Just kidding you didn’t snore. That loud. I’m sorry I didn’t wake you up for school, you looked really tired and I think you should just have the day for yourself. I have karate later so you don’t have to wait for me, but you can stay if you want. There’s more ice cream in the freezer. Love you. -H’

You smiled as you read it, feeling thankful for how caring Hawk was. You were dreading going to school and facing Danny, but you would’ve forced yourself to go anyways. Hawk probably knew that, so he gave you no choice.

The first part of the day you did some therapeutic cleaning, picking up the pizza boxes and trash from last night.

Then you explored around his room, even though you’ve been in it a thousand times. You went through the comics he used to read and you tried playing his video games, but you didn’t know how to turn it on.

You were already bored by the second hour of being alone, so you decided to head to your own house to freshen up.

‘I went home, I’ll see you tomorrow? Thank you for everything, I don’t know what I would do without you. Also I’ll buy you more ice cream lol I finished it’ you typed a text to Hawk as you walked home, smiling to yourself. 

After a relaxing day alone of face masks and dancing to Lizzo, you were prepared to go to school the next day. You really appreciated that Hawk made you stay home; you needed this time to reflect on everything. You don’t need some boy who doesn’t give you the time of day, when you have Hawk.

-

As you got ready to go to school, you felt like a bad bitch, and you looked like one. No one would ever guess that you’ve just been through a breakup. The heartbreak didn’t last long; you just felt like you’ve dropped some unneeded weight.

You got to school, but Hawk wasn’t waiting at the front for you as usual. It was weird, because he never said anything about missing class. You figured he was just running late. 

But when he never showed up to your shared first period class, it made you worry.

‘Hey, did you not go to school today? Everything good?’ you sent him a quick text as you walked through the halls to your next class.

You were feeling anxious, a contrast from your earlier confidence. You didn’t think you’d be alone today and now you really didn’t want to see Danny without Hawk by your side.

But as if you summoned him and the universe hated you, your cheating ex boyfriend was coming from the other end of the hall. Your eyes met at the exact same moment and you wanted to look away, but you couldn’t.

A black eye adorned his face, matched with a bruised jaw and a wounded lip.

His eyes frantically searched around you as if he was looking for someone. He looked scared.

Suddenly, your brain put all of the puzzle pieces together and you came to a realization. Hawk did this, and he wasn’t at school because he probably got suspended.

Danny tried to move past you, but you grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side of the hallway. He didn’t meet your eyes as you stood in front of him.

“Danny... what happened?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.

You didn’t know how to feel. You know you should be angry that Hawk didn’t listen to you, but you felt no pity towards the boy in front of you.

Danny scoffed. “You know what happened. Your little boyfriend started the fight, saying shit about how I don’t deserve you and I’m a cheating asshole.”

You rolled your eyes. “One, he’s not my boyfriend. Two, he’s right, you don’t deserve me. And three, you are a cheating asshole. You said Emily was just your friend, but I should’ve known. I saw you,” you snapped, but he shook his head and laughed.

“You don’t see it, do you? That you’re just as guilty as me?” Danny sneers.

“What?” you blink in confusion.

“Oh come on Y/N. You were always his. It was him first, and then me. But he was just your “best friend”, right? Don’t act all innocent, when anyone can see that you have feelings for him.”

Your mouth falls open slightly at his words, and he continues, “Look I’m sorry that it went down like this, but you should be with him. We’re just not meant for each other and it’s obvious that you love him more than you’ve ever loved me. And he loves you too. Otherwise I wouldn’t be looking like this. We’re fine, alright? Goodbye Y/N.”

Danny gives you a tight lipped smile before leaving, but you’re left staring into space, speechless. You didn’t expect anything he just told you and you don’t even know if you believe it.

Is he right? Do you love Hawk, like that? You’ve felt like the victim the whole time, but you never would’ve thought that Danny felt like one too.

You began to feel guilty, looking back on the relationship at times when you would leave dates with Danny to pick up Hawk when he’s in trouble. When you would choose to sleepover at Hawk’s house instead of Danny’s because he had a breakdown. And when sometimes you’re a little bit too affectionate with your best friend, but you’ve always excused it as platonic even though his forehead kisses gave you butterflies.

Maybe you really weren’t all that innocent.

Maybe you did love Hawk more than Danny, and maybe you’re only just now realizing it.

-

The pattern of the knocking at your window made your stomach turn.

You’re not sure if you’re ready to face Hawk after your revelation, because after thinking on it for the rest of the day, all signs pointed to him. Every single thing Danny said was right.

You love Hawk.

The only thing you aren’t sure of is how Danny said he loves you too. You’ve always thought that Hawk sees you as a little sister and strictly as a best friend, which is why he’s so protective. The possibility that confessing your feelings could ruin your relationship created a conflict within you.

You opened your window and there he was. He had a gash right above his brow, presumably from Danny, but he didn’t look half as bad as the boy he beat up.

You saw Hawk in a different light as he stood like Romeo before you. It was as if the realization of your feelings for him made his eyes look more beautiful and his lips look softer, and you no longer had to faithfully push those thoughts away.

“Hey,” was all he said, as he stumbled in through the sill into your room. His hair was down again, because he knew you liked it like that and he hoped it would help you not be too mad at him.

“Hi,” you said awkwardly, walking back to sit on your bed where he followed. He sat close to you so that your shoulders were touching, and even though he’s been closer, it made you feel lightheaded.

“Look, Y/N, I’m sorry, I know you said to leave it alone, but he hurt you, and I needed to-”

“I’m not mad,” you interrupted his nervous rambling.

“Oh,” his shoulders relaxed, but his fingers were still nervously tapping on his knees.

There’s a weird silence between you two, and it was out of the ordinary that you didn’t have something to talk about.

“Are you alright?” you finally looked at him for the first time since you both sat down.

You don’t know what compelled you to do it, but you lifted up your hand to lightly trace your fingers along his brow where the cut was. His ocean eyes were on you as you did it, but you felt nervous to meet them.

“I’m fine. Did you see him?” Hawk said in a light tone, smiling as you touched his skin.

You let out a quiet laugh. “Yes. Nice work,” you mused.

You pulled your hand away from his face, but he grabbed it before you could put it down. He moved your hand back to his skin, releasing millions of butterflies in your stomach. “I like it,” he said, and you only nodded.

“So how long are you out for?” you questioned, referring to his suspension.

“Three days,” he mumbled, eyes closing in relaxation as you started touching his hair. You sighed in response. “It was worth it though.”

He still had his eyes shut when you put down your hand and wrapped your arms around him. He blinked in surprise, then held you closer. “Thank you. You’re the only one who would take a punch for me,” you said, pouring gratitude into the embrace.

“I don’t think that’s true, but you’re welcome,” he rested his head in the crook of your shoulder and you felt his hair tickle your ear. “It was for me too, you know? I hated his guts.”

You responded with a hum of understanding, still grasping onto him like he could leave any moment.

He pulled back from you enough to see your face, and he looked concerned while he tried to read you. “What’s wrong?”

You really underestimated how much he knows you, because he sensed your anxiety even though you tried to mask it.

“Nothing’s wrong,” you offered a smile, but he wasn’t convinced.

“Did you talk to him?” he asked, rubbing soft circles on your hand. He knew you were thinking about something and he wanted you to open up, but he was always delicate with it.

You just nodded, feeling your palms getting sweaty. Talking about your conversation with Danny would bring up what he said about you and Hawk, and you weren’t even sure if you wanted to spill your heart yet. You internally cursed at yourself for not hiding your emotions well enough.

“Did he say shit to you? I swear if-”

“No. We just... talked,” you cut him off. You prayed that he would leave the topic, but he didn’t.

“What about?” he pressed, making you feel hot from nerves.

“Uh... I just asked him about what happened,” you answered, but there was no way he couldn’t hear the shake in your voice.

“Then what’s bothering you? You can talk to me Y/N,” he said softly, a worried look in his eyes. You felt bad keeping secrets from him, because that’s something you never did.

“Promise me we’ll always be best friends,” your voice shook, making his face twist up in confusion.

“What? Of course. Hey, nothing could change that alright?” he looked at you with his soft eyes.

You swallowed, feeling a bit better by his reassurance.

“He- He just said some things that made me think about... us. And I was blind to it, but- he’s right. Well he’s right about me, I don’t really know how you feel, but now I’m just so confused- and for some reason him cheating on me felt justified in a way? I-” you rambled anxiously, until Hawk stopped your frenzy of word vomit.

“Woah, woah, slow down Y/N... just... what? What is he right about? And how could that be justified? There’s no excuse for what he did Y/N,” his voice raised at the mere thought of Danny gaslighting you into thinking that somehow you deserved to be cheated on.

“No- I- I know it was shitty but... Hawk,” you took a deep breath to prepare yourself for your confession. “I think I cheated too. But not like him. I- I cheated emotionally,” you spit the words out, not only admitting it to him, but also to yourself.

The red haired boy’s face was blank in confusion as he processed what you had just said. “Y/N what the fuck are you talking about?”

You struggled to reach his eyes while you carefully tried to think through your answer. You felt like if you looked at him you would simply melt, but maybe in this case it would be a good thing.

He put his hand gently under your chin to tilt your face towards his, forcing you to meet his blue, puzzled eyes. You wanted to burst into tears under his gaze, because you had no idea what to do.

Hiding your feelings could ruin your friendship. Confessing has the same chance. So which are you supposed to choose?

“Hey, hey, it’s alright. I love you. I love you so fucking much Y/N and that’s forever. Nothing you say or do could change that,” Hawk said, rubbing your hand comfortingly. He thought you were hesitating in telling him because you were afraid of his judgment.

Those three words. They felt different this time. They made you more dizzy. More fluttery. The way he said it was the same as all the other times, but the way it made you feel was just so different.

It gave you such a high that you decided to take a leap of faith before you could fully think it through. A leap that you know deep down was always going to happen, even if it looked like there were two choices. You could regret it, but you just jumped.

“I love you. I mean, I’m in love with you, Eli. I’ve always been in love with you.”

You felt like you needed to run away right as you said it, as if the words were a bomb that you didn’t want to see the aftermath of. You didn’t want to see the outcome because you were afraid it would just leave you devastated.

Eli.

His mouth slightly fell open at the use of his old name, next to your piercing confession.

For some reason it slipped out of your mouth, but it felt right. You’ve probably said it five times ever since “Hawk” was born, but it was only used in serious conversations. Like when you comforted him after his dad died. Or when you were so worried about him when he ran away from home for a week.

“I’m so sorry, Eli,” you said, after hearing the news.

“I missed you so much, Eli, never fucking do that again,” you cried into his shoulder when he showed up at your door.

It was like a code between the two of you that you were being nothing but genuine.

Hawk sat in shock in front of you, and you swore you could actually see the escalation of thoughts running through his head.

“Maybe it took an asshole like Danny to make me realize it, but he was right. I’ve never loved anyone more than I love you... and I knew that, but it’s just how it’s always been. I thought we would go through life together but be with other people, even though I would always put you first. I thought that it was just an us thing, you know? Best friends. But I just- I realized that I don’t even need anyone else. I only need you,” you scanned his eyes for a moment before continuing. “I know I won’t love anyone else like I love you. And- and god, I’m just pouring my heart out and I don’t even know how you feel... I’m sorry if this is too much.”

He stared at you, stunned, and you heard your heart pounding in your chest violently as you waited for him to say something.

But instead of speaking, you felt the softness of his lips on yours before you could think another thought.

a/n: wow i think that was the longest thing i have ever written and i wasn’t sure if i was going to end it like that :0 anyways hope u enjoyed love u all!

[excujeemi]

D R U N K [ Ray X Reader ]

Age: around 18 Genre: Fluff Warnings: UHhh, adult jokes (??) and mentions of alcohol

Simple, you know, you were graduating high school and moving on to college of course there'd be parties. And there's only three words to describe this party you're in? Wild as fuck. Man, some were playing beer pong, some were making out, it was just so chaotic you don't even remember as to why you were here in the first place... Oh yeah, your parents forced you to get some human interaction every once in a while.

You thought this party would be very shit and unenjoyable but look at you now, everyone around you was cheering you on to chug , c h u g  , c  h  u  g . And chug you did.

You were already dizzy but you know this is that moment, that sweet moment of youth (??) perhaps and there's the adrenaline and the feeling that you're on top of the world, it's like you can just do anything you want for example, peeing in your annoying neighbor's backyard but let's not take that idea personally-

You were just about to open another bottle of alcohol but then someone stopped you, a hand gripped on your wrist which surprised you, you looked up to see whose hand it was and saw Ray frowning. That's typical, when is he not frowning anyway.

Well, Ray is one of your closest friends, your parents are also both close to each other so it just makes sense. And Ray being the most trusted person of your mother, she asked him if he could pick you up since it was getting kinda late. You know if they were just gonna end up worrying about you then why even force you to get some of that, "human interaction", they're just  exaggerating.

"Oh, hey Ray my beloved , what're you doing here?" You smugly asked as he helped you stand up but your feet kept on tripping and so you slipped, with your hand on Ray's shoulder causing him to fall on top of you while the people surrounding you both were teasing you, you felt Ray's hot breath hitting your neck while his large hands were supporting your back to protect you from directly falling. The close space between the both of you caused Ray's face to turn into a tomato, red flushed cheeks, wide eyes, he lowkey wished you both could stay like that for more time. "You idiot, get up already its almost 4am." He says as he quickly got up and tried to take your heavy ass up. "wAiT, mY bAg and mY phOne, And mY StufF are-" "Shh, shh. I got them all now shut it." He says as he shows you your bag from his other hand, he opened the door with his foot and kicked it close. "Hey Ray, aren't you getting to close, haah~?" You seductively whispered in his ear making him blush for the second time. He rolled his eyes, 'Patience, you must stay calm.' He thinks to himself. "Haah~?" Okay, he decided that was it. "Why don't you walk by yourself then, the parking lot is still quite far from where we are, walk by yourself good luck tripping over everything." He lets go of you while you had trouble tryna regain your posture. "I can walk, don't-d-don't you underestimate the power of this wild creature." You pointed to yourself while making a karate pose.

Ray was annoyed, his eye was twitching and he really did want to abandon you there. "Okay, I'll lead the way then." After a few seconds, everything was going well, he takes a few glances back at you to see how you're doing because apparently if you trip and die he'd be blamed  by your parents. Then he saw you weren't by his side, well obviously not because you kept on slowing down but you really were out of his sight and this worried him by a lot. 'If only Emma and Norman were here to back me up with this dumbass' But for real, he was worried, it had only been a few seconds--what if someone took you or something. He ran a few steps back and looked everywhere and there you fucking were, talking to a celebrity cardboard cutout. "Oh my fucking gosh, this dimwit. Y/n!" He sighs as he massaged his temples. He ran to you and pulled you by your arm. "Ugh, stOp, I'm still flirting with this hot man." You whined as you tried to wriggle your arm out of Ray's hand. He didn't know whether to leave you alone or laugh at you there. "You blockhead, that's...that's a Justin Bieber cardboard cut out for fuck's sake..." Ray was about to explode at this point, you were making him want to combust. "Please, dOn't take me way, I have no flirt with!" "I'll flirt with you all you want just--let's go already this is so embarrassing!" He said to improvise but your drunk self actually believed that he'd flirt with you. "Really?" You asked and he just nods while closing his eyes, annoyed. "YaaaY~, Ray my beloved will flirt with me, I'm the happiest person in the worlll ever." To be honest, Ray would love to hear those words while you're not drunk but he can't help but blush again remembering what Norman used to say, "Drunk people always say what they truly think." He shook his head and as soon as you arrived at the parking lot, he pushed you gently into the backseat. Thankfully, you spent that whole time without saying anything, you were literally just staring at the car's ceiling like a dead person which was creepy. He arrived at your house and it seemed that everyone was asleep so he had to use the spare keys he has. He then opened the door, carrying you bridal style and the hallways were quite narrow so he felt sorry whenever your head hit some walls or table. 💀 lmfao. He carefully placed you on your bed, while you were almost sound asleep. Boy, times like this remind him of deep in love he is with you. You know maybe he should just confess of something.

He smiled and tucked in some hair behind you ear. Very wholesome situation, well until you tugged his arm for him to come closer so he thought you had something to say, when he finally got close you wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly which shocked him by a lot. It was comfortable to be in your arms, if only he could stay there a bit more longer. :'). "H-Hey what are you trying to do? Let go of me, Y/n." He softly whispered, his hot breath hitting you once again but a bit more closer which caused you to hug him tighter. "Dream on." And since you really wouldn't let go of him, and he didn't have enough will to force himself out of your hold, he decided to just stay there. It was 4am and your warmth was more than enough to make him sleepy. Next morning: You woke up with someone in your arms, it was very comfortable. 'Oh it's just Ray..wait what--RAY??' "HOLY SHIT RAY! WAKE UP! WAKE-" His hand covered your mouth as his half-asleep eyes stared at you. "What are you so loud in the morning for?" Man, his morning voice could kill. Shaking your head quickly to shoo away the simp thoughts, you built up the courage to ask him this one cliche question. "Di-Did we perhaps, you know? Do the thing?" Of course Ray was not dumb but he can be an ass. Smirking, he asks with an innocent tone, "What do you mean by thing ?" "Oh my--you know what I mean! Stop acting dumb-" "Oh you mean sex?" He stared at you for a while, keeping that smirk of his on his face while seeing you so flustered and red. "Why do you have to be so blunt, this is why I hate you.." You said as you buried your face into one of your pillows. "Chill, woman. We didn't do that. You did do something dumb last night though." He chuckles as he removes the pillow away from your red face. "Please kill me--what is it?" "Well you just flirted with a Justin Bieber Cutout, nothing new." "I really did that?" You cried as you started mentally smashing your head on a rock. "Yes, yes you did." As soon was those words of confirmation came out of his mouth, you started getting flashbacks again, "Dude, I'll never be drunk again." "That's a good idea. But if you never get drunk again you might never hug me again the way you did last night." 'The way I did last night?...' What did he even mean by that... "What do you mean?" "Want a demonstration?" ..... THE END lol bye this was so bad ahvdusvud - Follow me on wattpad - @excujeemi Join my discord server !! https://discord.gg/wXSuKBXMXt

[youandthemountains]

i'm not used to aks memes enough to know the acceptable number of qs to send at a time so this is just a list for you to pick what's most interesting from and yes this might just have been a way for me to kill 5 minutes at work while it's utterly dead but anyway here's a maybe unacceptable list of numbers pls wax poetic abt italian karate lad to yr hearts content okay i gotta polish some cutlery

4, 7, 8, 10, 12, 14, 19, 20, 22, 27, 28, 34, 40, 50

(again if this is unacceptable just ignore what you wish. i don't know what's appropriate. is there a 5 number limit. i do not know.)

4. What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

Okay so I was first trying to figure out why the kitchen would be busy. In TKK, his mom would be working around dinner time so he'd make enough for him and her and keep a plate for her in the oven. He doesn't actually know how to cook very well yet bc teenager but cooking and dancing were the big things he and his mom bonded over, which is why she's so obsessed with it in CK. I think on her days off they'd cook together - I do like headcanoning Lucille as Russian Jewish like Randee Heller, and Daniel's dad as Italian obv, so he learns some of both. I think as a little little kid he loved sitting in the kitchen playing with the dough and playing w the pots, and then as he got older those dishes carried the significance of being his dad's favorite, and healing to learn with his mom.

When he lives with Mr. Miyagi, he loves when he's using the kitchen because he wants to know about everything he cooks too. This trend of wanting to learn from what everyone else is doing continues into adulthood - I think it's interesting and very in character that the only friend we've heard mention of for him is a chef. That said, as an adult the kitchen is His Domain. Because he was used to it basically being his space so often as a kid, he has it set up how he likes it and cooks to relax and unwind and feel in control. It's a place where he knows what he's doing and what to expect and can create something to take care of his loved ones. No one's allowed in when he's making dinner unless they're ready to be put to work, which is why sous chef Johnny in that episode is a big act of trust and affection on Daniel's part, but also he's the perfect person to be allowed in because he's not going to try to make it his own way.

7. Favorite way to waste time & feelings surrounding wasting time?

Well it depends on what you mean by wasting time - he likes fishing and hiking and cooking and karate in his spare time obviously. He spends his down time at work browsing recipes and classic car forums, and making scrapbooks obviously. I think he doesn't consider it wasting time, but I do think that's part of why he doesn't get Anthony and the games - that, to him, feels like frivolous wasted time because he doesn't understand what he's getting out of it. I think also his regrets come in the form of regretting time wasted - his time with cobra kai, his time with his father, his time with Kumiko, his time with Johnny, his time with his kids, his time with Mr. Miyagi. He really values his relationships and knows there's a time limit on them and regrets anything that pulls him away from them, which can make him come across as too intense and clingy and needy.

8. Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging?

He was extremely guilty about it growing up and for a long time even after they started actually making a profit from the dealership. Amanda actually is the one who convinced him to start letting himself have things & that they'd be okay even if got something that wasn't necessary. One of his first thing indulgences was that set of le creuset ramekins - he got them from a garage sale and felt awful about it and overworked himself for a month after, because they had just started their first dealership and had a kid on the way and he was like oh my god am I insane. Amanda does come more from money I think and gave him the doing nice things for yourself does nice things for all of us talk and we have him as he is now, surrounding himself with every goofy overindulgent thing he loves.

10. Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

This manic pixie karate twink can fit SO many neuroses in him!! He's always ready for the other shoe to drop & has grown up to be extremely hypervigilant. I do think he's kind of ADHD & has coped with that by needing to exert an intense amount of control to get stuff done and remember what he's trying to do. He's incredibly impulsive and has to really interrogate himself to figure out if what he's trying to do is actually a good idea or a whim he should ignore. He does keep himself more tightly controlled than he was as a kid - part of that is just growing up, part of that is the anxiety lmao. We know he's got big all or nothing approaches to relationships that I think he has tried to work on but the early & formative relationships are harder to readjust your approaches too. He's stubborn but immediately regretful and guilty about stuff he didn't even do but that's part of needing to feel like he has control I think. That affects his relationships too, the need to fix them, the need to take action. I think as a kid he felt like his emotions were exploding all over the place and that influenced his reluctance to feel his feelings in ck, because I think after tkk3, and esp after losing Miyagi, it felt unsafe to do so. I think especially with that grief, he knows it feels too big, too intense, and he worries about if he'd be able to maintain control of himself if he let himself really feel it so instead he keeps distracting himself from it. But genuinely he really does go from 🥰❤️🥰❤️ friends??? to a dark distrustful you fucking naive idiot place.

12. Favorite book genre?

I don't think he enjoyed reading stories as a kid but I know he's one of those kids that were obsessed with non-fiction. Honestly I love this man so much but he is not booksmart. He reads about what he wants to learn but that's basically it.

14. Physical abnormalities (Both visible & not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food intolerances, etc.)

I do love stories where he's still either got a limp or can feel the weather change in his knee. He's also really tight, I love his awkward painful walks and inability to sit on the ground with his legs crossed. I do think he was pretty undernourished as a kid and so he gets sick easier and had a delayed puberty too. He's probably got other health issues cropping up but he kind of hates going to the doctor, especially with the memories of the times in the hospital at his father's deathbed, and then the hospital after his knee was dislocated and witnessing the added financial strain that brought. He definitely brought Mr. Miyagi home on hospice, but he still associates seeing a doctor with stress & death. He does most of the kids stuff and loves it, but Amanda handles the medical care.

19. What do they think about before they fall asleep at night?

Amanda and him generally get busy before passing out but if it's not a night for that he's absolutely a worrier.

20. Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

He absolutely got pneumonia playing in a gross Jersey rain puddle bc he's an excitable kid who loves being outside. Also I think he couldn't see his dad when he got sick bc his dad had a weakened immune system at that point, which contributes to him feeling guilty for not having every minute with him. He also absolutely gave himself food poisoning thinking he'd be real clever and help his mom out by making himself dinner when he was still in elementary school.

22. Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing else to do, what would happen?

He'd write a letter - to his mom, to Kumiko, to Johnny. I could also see him draft some overindulgent tacky additions to the dojo or the house.

27. What is their biggest regret?

God. Not spending enough time with the people he loves. Letting himself be manipulated into hurting people and scaring his friends and hurting his relationship with Mr. Miyagi. Letting his insecurity guide him. Losing to fear. I think he acts on his regrets though and lives in opposition to them, which can cause him to overcorrect them.

28. Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

Mr. Miyagi is his best friend, Amanda is his alive best friend, & he'd be hard pressed to say it but in his head Johnny's his best friend if he can't pick family. He sees Silver and Kreese as his worst enemies.

34. Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person? Or are they prone to TMI)

He's prone to TMI talking about the people he loves bc he's - he's got few deep relationships and so he holds them like his most precious treasures, all he wants to talk about. He is private about what hurts him.

40. Would you say they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

Bit of both, one because of the other. He's got big imposter syndrome but he knows he's allowed to be here, he just also knows everyone else probably has another opinion. He thinks that unless he's doing everything he's probably got nothing to offer - he always feels like he's got to prove himself.

50. Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

I think he's afraid of leaving his family but not necessarily of dying itself.

[cades-outsider]

Robby Keene X Reader

Warnings: Little Angst!

Not just a Secret

  Let's get one thing straight, keeping a secret from your boyfriend is not that easy. Especially when it's as big as your secret, you see from the time you were young you always admired karate. Other kids thought it was dumb and would rather play video games or whatever.

  You felt there was no hope for you seeing as, there were literally no karate dojo's available in your area. Only a car salesman by the name of Daniel LaRusso who won a karate battle with an illegal kick but you get the picture.

  It wasn't until someone by the name of Miguel helped spark Johnny your sensei to have his own dojo. You and Miguel were pretty close, you ran into him at the mini mart on your way home where you also met Johnny.

  He was sitting on a curve enjoying his pizza when a bunch of teens decided to get into some trouble with a boy smaller than them.

From most of your karate experience which detained of watching old karate moves on YouTube came into handy when they tried to start with you. You immediately caught Johnny's eye as you; someone 10 times younger than him knew about old time karate, though your stance wasn't completely stable.

Johnny decided to help you out seeing as there were more than just two or three kids you were going against and because they hit his car.

What you thought was cool was that You, Miguel, and Johnny all lived in the same apartment complex. You noticed Johnny a lot, but you knew from his personal actions that he didn't like associating with people.

After Miguel had convinced Johnny to open up his own dojo both Johnny and Miguel came straight to you. Well Both you and Miguel happened to run into Johnny who was looking for you both to tell you the good news.

You were eagerly ecstatic, having had wanted this dream to come true for a while. Johnny taught you a lot that you didn't know before, he was almost like a dad figure.

You see when you met Robby you hadn't know that Johnny was his dad and you didn't know the situation. It took a while for Robby to open up to you about his family issues in the relationship.

You guys were together for about 6 months before you knew about Johnny being his dad and how much he 'hated' him.

You knew Johnny for the first 3 months while learning a little bit of karate, and it wasn't until 3 months later you started fully going every day after school.

Yeah you could say whenever Robby told you who his dad was you immediately felt trapped. For the simple fact that is Robby hated his dad so much and knew how close you and his dad were he might not like that... he'd might even feel betrayed.

So you kept it a secret, which probably wasn't the best and definitely not the healthiest for your relationship but you wanted to keep Robby happy... but you knew if it got out he would not be the happiest about it.

Anyways, you were on your way to Cobra Kai... you guest it. As of right now Johnny had a good amount of students, including You, Miguel, Tory, Eli- also known as Hawk now, Chris, A**- Face as they call him, Bert, and a couple extras.

Practice was as normal as any other day, it consisted of sweat, pounding chest, and happiness. Karate brought joy to you, and you absolutely loved the way Johnny taught you karate.

You could tell from the beginning that Johnny was nervous and scared to teach more kids, you didn't quite know why but you thought it had something to do with his childhood maybe?

It was almost like he thought he was going to mess up, which so far he hasn't. Plus he has you and Miguel for reassurance which he didn't ask for but definitely didn't tell either of you to stop.

Johnny had let everyone take a 10 minute break while he worked on something in his office, a loud shout and bang was heard after less than a minute of him being in his office.

You and Miguel share a knowing look as everyone else's eyes stayed wide and scared, because when Johnny's mad he usually is shall I say more present with his actions.

Both you and Miguel get up from your sitting positions and walk into Johnny's office to see him with his head buried in his hands and the phone beat against the desk.

"Sensei?" Miguel questions worried.

"Yes Mr. Diaz? Do you need something?" Johnny asks, quite stressfully.

"Uh- I was just wondering if you were okay?" He questions softly.

"I'm fine Diaz, just stressed that's all" Johnny nods his head as an okay, Miguel nods and walks to the mats, as you stay behind.

"Uh- Sensei you know you can talk to me- to us" You comment, daringly.

"I appreciate that Miss. L/n" He says as he pops open his famous coors beer, leaning back into his chair.

You take a seat in the chair in front of him "what's wrong?" You question.

He takes a swing of beer keeping eye contact as he sits the beer aggressively down on the table "nothing is going my way, you know? I try one good thing and it escalates into two bad things" Johnny states, running a hand through his hair messing it up a little.

"Uh- Sensei, I can see it on your face you're not that hard to read. I know it might sound crazy but I know what you're feeling all I can say is that it will get better you're doing an amazing job at what you do already... so who says you're not already doing that one thing" You say softly.

Johnny smiles a little, but this time a genuine smile "that's very kind of you Y/n" he says as you smile, feeling accomplished.

"Is something going on with you? You said you knew what I felt" Johnny questions.

"Oh uhm actually I'm kind of stuck on something right now- I'm kinda doing one thing that I know would hurt someone I love but only just found out they wouldn't like it when I'm doing it and it's hard because I know how he'll react" You say nervously, as technically you just told on yourself.

Johnny nods his head in understand-meant "is he a lover?" He asks to which you nod yes.

"Well then he should understand right? I mean you're a great kid he would understand" Johnny encourages.

You smile softly "thank you" you blush of embarrassment from the fact that you know you literally just told on yourself.

"No problem kid, now go get into your stance" He says getting up as you follow, walking out of his office and into your follow in stance.

The rest of practice ended with a happier and more relieved Johnny. At the end of class Johnny asked both of you and Miguel to stay behind saying that he needed to give you both something.

  He leads you both to the trunk of his red firebird, which holds two black Cobra Kai Gi's "I wanted to give both of you these first" He says handing one to both you and Miguel.

  "Sensei this is- incredible" Miguel comments excitedly.

  "They're amazing!" You say excitedly.

  "Well you guys deserved it, you both worked very hard" Johnny says proudly.

  Miguel hugs Johnny until his phone dings causing them to pull away from the hug "sorry sensei that's my mom! Thank you!" He says before running away, over to his bike.

  "Thank you sensei" You smile slightly.

  "You can call me Johnny, Y/n but only out side of the dojo" He says as you give him a hug.

  See this is where it gets complicated, Robby had decided he was going to give his dad a chance and so he thought that he would come to Cobra Kai and speak with his dad.

  As he was riding on his board he stopped and picked it up as he arrived at his destination and saw you with his dad.

  "Y/n?" Robby questions walking up to the scene.

  "Robby-" You gasp internally, slightly freezing. You knew this day would come but not so soon.

  "Robby? What are you doing here?" Johnny questions, confused.

  "Well I came to talk to you but seeing as my girlfriend made it first it seems I don't need to" Robby spits out bitterly.

  "Robby I-" He cuts you off.

  "What you can explain? Oh please do, after I just told you too." He walks closer to you.

  "I guess now I know I should've never tried with you" Robby says walking away.

  "Don't talk to her like that" Johnny stands his ground walking over to Robby as he stops in his tracks.

  "Oh like you talk to me?" He asks sarcastically.

  "You know what I've had it, I'm done. We're done Y/n" Robby says before continuing to walk away.

  You couldn't just let him walk away, so you ran after him once he turned the curve behind the dojo "Robby wait at least let me explain" You plead.

  He stops once again before turning back around "what? What do you need to explain" he sighs.

  "Look I didn't know that Johnny was your dad until yesterday when you told me! I had no way of knowing but I knew that I didn't want to quit karate" You state.

  "Oh so you couldn't have just quit when you knew or at least have told me?" He grits his teeth, walking closer to you.

  "Oh come on Robby, just give Johnny a chance he's really trying" You plead.

  "Oh so now you're on his side" He says defensively.

"I'm not saying that I just thought that if I kept it a secret that I wouldn't hurt you" You say guiltily.

"That is not just a secret Y/n!" He yells stepping closer causing you to flinch accidentally.

  This action didn't go unnoticed to Robby, he immediately goes soft "oh Y/n- I-I'm sorry" He says going to grab your hand but you pull it away.

  "Just. Don't. I think we need some time to collect ourselves" You state before walking away from Robby and back to Johnny.

  "I'm sorry Johnny- I should've told you earlier" You say guiltily as you didn't want Johnny to feel some type of way towards you now.

  He nods his head understandingly "look Y/n. It's okay there's nothing to be sorry for, i actually would spin you two together if he wasn't being such a d*ck" He comments.

  You laugh at his choice of words "you mean ship?" You question.

  "Oh so that's what they call it" He hums as you nod.

  Johnny offered you a ride home, since you both lived at the same apartment complex and of course you agreed.

  As you walked through your apartment door you felt bad, bad about keeping a secret from Robby that would hurt him, but also mad because he had just told you Johnny was his dad so you had no way of knowing beforehand.

  Robby on the other hand felt terrible, he made you flinch. Worst of all he yelled at you which he would never do if it were a different topic, his dad was always a hard topic for him.

  Robby had decided to take action and visit your apartment, he hated being away from you for more than a couple days.

  He bought some of your favorite flowers and made his way to your apartment on his skateboard. Moments later you heard a knock at your door, your parents weren't home and you knew they would be here later so that confused you.

  None the less you opened the door to reveal Robby awkwardly holding your favorite flowers, a look of regret and sadness written clearly on his face.

  "Robby-?" You question confused.

  "Y/n hear me out please..." He pleads.

  "Okay... come in" You say holding the door opened for him more.

  He walks in and sets the flowers down on your counter "look I'm sorry for yelling at you like that, it was wrong of me but I was just upset" He confesses, looking down.

  You sigh "Robby it's okay, I know you would never hurt me like that it was just an instinct. I'm sorry to for not telling you" You say guiltily.

  Robby walks closer to you and grabs both of your hands interwinding them with his "no it's okay Y/n, I know you didn't know I shouldn't have pushed you like that" Robby admits.

  "It's know, I just thought if I kept it a secret it wouldn't hurt you as much...." You mumble honestly.

  He smiles a little "I think it hurt more, but now it's okay because I love you to much to lose you" He shyly admits.

  You smile, wrapping your arms around his shoulders "I love you more" You respond.

"How about we get some food and cuddle?" You question happily.

"That sounds amazing" Robby reply’s.

Even though Robby was desperately hurt at your actions, he knew it wasn’t your fault he knew that you didn’t know I mean how would you have known if he never opened up to you. Anyways life went on and eventually Robby finally spoke and sorted things out with his dad, though that didn’t stop certain people but it did save Johnny’s.

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Being Best Friends with Hawk and Miguel (HC)

this is my first headcannon, so let me know what you guys think and if you want to see more stuff! :) also this is kinda long (sorry) so just a heads up.

Okay so I like to think that Miguel and Hawk have the same gym class

And you are definitely in that gym class, but didn’t really notice them until they joined Cobra Kai. 

probably because of the mohawk ngl

Anyways

For some reason the three of you end up becoming friends through gym class

I feel like the three of you were on the same dodgeball team 

and it’s just the three of you left

and you, like the boss bitch that you are, stand behind the two instructing them on what to do

and they listen 

and you win

and then yall become instant friends. 

Hawk definitely introduced himself first: “I’m Hawk” + confident smile

your most likely laugh at him, until you realize that he’s 100% serious

Miguel laughs with you tbh

The three of you go from gym buddies, to school friends, to hanging out at each other’s house every other day. 

You all get so close so fast

The three of you definitely have designated movie nights at someone’s house every week where each of you pick a movie and you watch them

sometimes you’ll watch old tv shows like iCarly or Jessie, but it’s mostly movies

You bring out Hawk’s nerd side, but that’s a secret you’ll never tell

“I’m so mad that Dobby died” “Dude same, I’m still not over that tbh” - y/n and Hawk 

The boys are total softies for you. 

“Can we listen to One Direction?” “NO!” “Please 🥺?” “yes” - y/n, miguel & hawk

They both secretly love One Direction, but will never admit that to you

Miguel introduced you to 80s rock and you love it

I feel like Hawk really likes MGK so he gets you into that 

if you’re already into this stuff your obsession only grows

Someone always thinks that the youre dating at least one for them

exchanges looks of disgust: “Eww!” “I have a girlfriend” “Sensei it’s not like that” (i’ll let you guess who says what)

Speaking of sensei, let’s get into the karate aspect of your friendship

The boys beg you to join Cobra Kai, but I feel like you decline 

They respect your decision obvi, but demanded that you learn some for self defense purposes

You go to the all-valley and cheer for the both of them

You probably show up looking like that one kid’s mom (jk unless that’s your style)

You cheer the loudest, but only for Hawk and Miguel

partly because they're your besties and partly because you don’t know anyone else 

When Miguel wins you run onto the mats and give him a hug. It doesn’t matter that you aren’t supposed to be there, he’s surrounded by his Cobra Kai, and hasn’t even got the trophy yet. 

Of course you hug Hawk and probably lecture him for getting disqualified because let’s be real that boy has SKILL

anyways

You go out for nachos with the other cobras and immediately hit it off with Aisha 

You also love Bert, like he literally becomes your adopted child 

I feel like you and Demetri also really get along

This makes the boys happy because now you can all hang together and you’re happy because you just gained three new friends :) 

When Miguel is sulking about Sam you go and comfort him

Like just give him a big hug please 🥺

And then Hawk comes over, and makes his stupid joke about getting blocked and counter punching. 

“Oh I’ll counter punch you!” 

Insert you and hawk play fighting until Miguel laughs

When they find out about Robby you find out about Robby because those boys have no sense of personal space 

“We should ask sensei.”

 “No you shouldn’t! He’ll probably make you scrub mats”

You then proceed to meet them at cobra Kai after practice 

And are waiting there for an extra hour on your bike 

When they come out you make some smart ass comment about how you were right 

You watch their performance at valley fest and seriously consider joining karate

The boys are so excited 

Hawk pulls out the fake to celebrate

Sensei Lawrence loves you

“So are you Diaz’s girl?” “Uh no sir” “oh my bad I should’ve known you were with hawk” “we are just friends sensei” 

Johnny doesn’t buy it 

Anyways back to you joining 

Kreese scares you and you find him sus

He’s high key the reason you back out of karate

The boys are sad along with Bert and Aisha, but understand that it’s not for you

When Hawk beats up Demetri at the mall you never find out about it 

Until Moon breaks up with him for it

And he calls you crying and confesses everything 

You’re angry at him but realize that he needs comfort so you push your feelings aside because he’s still your friend

Miguel tells you about him trashing miyagi-do 

That’s where you draw the line and confront the both of them 

“You guys are different and I don’t like it.” 

They both deny any changes, especially Hawk

You start avoiding them and they don’t get it

You don’t show up to moons party or anything because you don’t want to see them so the first day of school fight is a shock to you

You’re disappointed in Miguel for kissing Sam when he was clearly with Tory 

But you don’t want them to fight about it 

You meet Hawks eyes in the hallway and he’s silently telling you to stay out of it 

Because even though you aren’t on great terms right now he still cares about you 

Which is exactly what you do

You saw Miguel fall and cried instantly 

You were by his side with hawk, crying into his shoulder because Miguel wasn’t waking up 

“What if he dies and we weren’t even on good terms. He’s my best friend I can’t lose him without apologizing ” “Don’t talk like that he’ll be fine”

You and Hawk visit him everyday at the hospital 

You’ll tell him about your day and Hawk will sometimes add things in that you forget

“So we had a quiz in math-” “And y/n cried” “problem four was hard okay!?!”

You aren’t there when Miguel wakes up but you and Hawk go see him 

You cry when you see that Miguel’s awake and hug him gently 

You start apologizing and ranting about how much you love him and how worried you were and how you aren’t mad at him anymore 

Miguel reassured you that it’s fine and he understands why you were mad

He also points out how close you and Hawk are, but you quickly shut that down 

You help out at the car wash for Miguel 

When the cobra kais show up you tell them to leave because this was for your friend Miguel, and it didn’t matter who brought him the money

You find out about Hawk beating up Nathaniel from Demetri 

It’s safe to say you and Hawk aren’t as close anymore but still friends 

It’s when you found out about him breaking Demetri’s arm that you cut Hawk off completely 

“I can’t be friends with a bully”

That breaks Hawk, but he pretends like it doesn’t affect him

You and Johnny help Miguel try to walk again 

You’re more there for emotional support 

But Miguel appreciated it 

When Miguel can walk again you’re so happy 

Probably cry tbh

And give him a very big hug and kiss on the cheek 

When Miguel gets back together with Sam, you’re so happy for him even though you aren’t her biggest fan

When Miguel tells you that Johnny is opening up a new dojo you sign up instantly 

Miguel is SHOOK

“I felt so helpless at the school fight, I want to learn”

When Cobra Kai shows up to Eagle Fangs practice at the park Hawk is shocked to see you standing next to Miguel 

He also feels a little jealous that you picked Miguel over him 

When Kreese makes a comment about Miguel being paralyzed you're ready to pounce but Miguel and Johnny hold you back 

You’re at the LaRusso house when Cobra Kai attacks 

Instead of Demetri’s arm almost being broken again it’s you in that position 

Hawk sees and is filled with rage 

Because he still cares about you

He takes out the two boys and apologizes to you

You hug him, happy to have him back

Together you finish the fight 

You Hawk and Miguel go find Sam with Tory

“Traitors. You better watch your back,” “He won’t have to. He’s got friends watching it for him bitch”

Miguel and Hawk are surprised by your new attitude yet can’t help but feel proud 

All in all despite everything the three of you are the best of friends and nothing seems to change that.

[marypsue]

movie references in the road goes ever on

When I set out to write the road goes ever on, also affectionately known on this blog as ‘the monster longfic’, I did so with the goal in mind of making it as closely resemble an actual season of Stranger Things as I could. Part of the genetic makeup of a season of Stranger Things, though, is shot-for-shot recreations of scenes from classic movies of the era, something that was a little difficult to do in text. So...I got creative. 

I threatened to do this once, and now it’s a reality. Here’s a list of every deliberate movie reference I can remember making in the fic. I may have missed one or two, since it’s been a while since I actually wrote it; if you spot something you think is a reference, it was definitely on purpose and deliberate and I will be taking all the credit for it, thank you. 

Chapter One: Phone Home

The title of this chapter is, obviously, lifted from Steven Spielberg’s E.T. The Extraterrestrial (1982). 

“You look like shit,” Steve says, and Robin flings the empty plastic case for Invasion of the Body Snatchers at his head.

...

It takes the girl who’s walked in what feels like hours to pick a movie. In the end, she rents Sixteen Candles and maybe flirts with Steve a little bit while he checks the movie out for her.

Do namedrops count? Season four said namedrops count, and I’ll take every opportunity I can steal from season four. That bitch owes me.

Jonathan grabs the empty fourth seat, across the table from his mom, and pulls a white paper carton towards him at random. “This smells great. Thanks.” He peers into the box. “What’s this?”

“Maggots,” Will says, innocently.

I lifted this gag directly from The Lost Boys (1987), which was a big inspiration for this fic and probably the movie I referenced the most. It doesn’t work quite as well when the person with the takeout carton of rice isn’t being hypnotised into seeing maggots, but oh well. 

“I hear the new high school has a much nicer darkroom…”

“My whole life is a dark room,” Jonathan mutters to his ginger beef.

And this iconic line was, of course, stolen from Beetlejuice (1988). I made a post after my first watch of Stranger Things about how we all make fun of Jonathan for being an overdramatic emo, but if it had actually come out in the 80s he would be right up there in black and white gifs of the ‘I don’t like most people’ scene on all the goth blogs right beside Lydia quipping that she’s strange and unusual, so. Like mother, like son.

Chapter Two: Splitting the Party

“I’d rather have El back,” Mike says, setting his rifle against his shoulder and sighting down it. He fires, once, twice, three times in quick succession. Points scroll up across the screen.

I stuck this Duck Hunt video game into the Palace Arcade because I saw it in The Karate Kid (1984), so I’m counting this as an 80s movie reference.

Robin shakes her head again, waits a moment for the headrush to pass, then unties her Chucks and kicks them onto the floor. She doesn’t bother to take her sunglasses off, just collapses backwards onto her bed –

- and into shallow water.

In the camera of my imagination, this bit is shot in reference to that one scene in The Lost Boys where Michael drops off the trestle bridge and it transitions via superimposition to him lying across his bed at an awkward angle with his Wayfarers on. You may notice this is part of a pattern. 

Chapter Three: Sleep All Day, Party All Night

This chapter’s title comes from the tagline for The Lost Boys. The full line is “Sleep all day. Party all night. It’s fun to be a vampire.” I picked it because this chapter is the motherlode of The Lost Boys references, and also because it introduces a nighttime meeting of the Party, so it’s also a bad pun. 

“I knew I shouldn’t have let you all watch that movie last night. You weren’t even supposed to see Fright Night! You and your friends all bought tickets for Follow That Bird!”

More namedrops - Fright Night (1985) is (imo) the inferior 80s teen-vampire-hunters horror-comedy, and Follow That Bird (1985) was a Sesame Street big-screen offering featuring Big Bird. 

“I’ll keep it in mind,” Samantha says. “So. All I know about you is that you’re into photography, you’re a high school senior, and you have a little brother. Oh, and you’re capable of identifying Siouxsie Sioux by sight, you don’t like roller skating, and you prefer Evil Dead to French arthouse. What other essential Jonathan Byers facts should I know?”

Does it count to namedrop Sam Raimi’s The Evil Dead (1981) if it’s already shown up onscreen? I say yes. 

“Maybe we should just have him over for dinner,” Lucas suggests, as Erica takes cloves of garlic out of the jar on the counter. “Make Italian. Grate some garlic, tell him it’s parmesan.”

Another gag from The Lost Boys, as is Lucas’ vampire-hunting getup in this same scene. He seemed like the most likely character to dress up like a Frog brother. I owe Joel Schumacher for the idea of water pistols full of holy water, too. 

Samantha’s nodding, still with that too-knowing look. “Sure. Sure. Way more to it than some Revenge of the Nerds fantasy. Got it.”

“The sarcasm is not appreciated,” Jonathan says, and Samantha laughs again.

I didn’t love Revenge of the Nerds (1984), but you gotta admit, it and Jonathan/Nancy most likely came from the same sort of inspiration (disgruntled nerd boys from the 80s who couldn’t get a date with a ‘popular’ girl). 

“Bet that burns, huh? Nosferatu?”

“What? No, it’s -” Steve shakes off his now-wet hand, feeling a little like he’s lost the plot. “Freezing. [...]”

I took this dialogue directly from The Lost Boys - actually, from the very dinner party scene where the teenage vampire hunters feed the suspected vampire grated garlic and tell him it’s parmesan. 

“Oh no you don’t,” Erica says. “You are not leaving me alone with Eddie Munster.”

This works on two levels - it’s a namedrop from TV’s The Munsters (1964-1966), and it also nods to another line of dialogue from The Lost Boys, where one of the teenage vampire hunters refers to a child vampire freaking out at them as ‘the attack of Eddie Munster’. This is a reminder that this part of the fic was drafted before the second s4 teaser dropped; I’m pretty sure the Duffers and I just went to the same well on this one. (Tangentially related, but have I mentioned why I’m pretty sure Chrissy’s name is a reference to Stephen King’s Christine?)

Robin drops Firestarter back into its black plastic video-store-issue case, and grabs the next tape off the stack to rewind. If people would just rewind their own tapes when they were finished with them – well, maybe she wouldn’t have a job. But still.

Psychic. If she was psychic, would Robin really be working at some shitty minimum-wage job, mindlessly rewinding tapes and straightening shelves and keeping twelve-year-olds from renting Animal House – all right, not really trying all that hard to keep twelve-year-olds from renting Animal House, sue her - and trying not to drop dead of abject boredom?

...

She drops E.T. into the rewinder and starts it up, before picking up Firestarter and heading out to find its rightful place on the shelves.

More namedrops! We’ve seen Firestarter (1984) get a nod in the show already, in a poster outside Family Video in the epilogue of s3, and obviously E.T. was one of the major inspirations for Stranger Things. I tried to make sure all the movies that were referenced by name in the video store had some kind of thematic or plot relevance to whatever was going on at the time they were namedropped, although Animal House (1978) kind of breaks that pattern.

Chapter Four: 10-4

This chapter’s a little light on movie references, but I did sneak in one piece of dialogue I lifted from Labyrinth (1986):

“If you need us -” Mick starts, and Kali smiles.

“I’ll call.”

Chapter Five: Man’s Best Friend

Mike doesn’t answer. Mike’s busy staring at the boarded-up main door leading into the lab.

And the two guys in blue coveralls who’ve just come out of it.

Since all the costuming’s in the reader’s mind’s eye, I could easily tell you these #lewks were meant to be modelled off Michael Myers or Hannibal Lecter, but...nah, no, that’s exactly what I’m going to tell you. Just try and prove otherwise. 

The creature gives a curious rumble. Robin forces herself not to move as it drops forward onto its knuckles, and pushes its head forward.

Into her hand.

Wrong era of movies, obviously, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t at least acknowledge the obvious influence of How to Train Your Dragon (2010) on this scene. 

“Dart. And -” Dustin gestures with both hands towards the creature. “Gizmo!” He pauses, turning to give the creature a long look. “Yep, you’re definitely a Gizmo.”

The newly-christened Gizmo clicks at him, but Robin puts a hand on its flank and it settles.

“Yeah, yeah. Just make sure you don’t feed it after midnight,” Steve says.

Gizmo is, of course, named after the friendly little monster from Gremlins (1984). What can I say, it seemed appropriate. 

Joyce doesn’t find anything out of the ordinary, though. A chequebook. A wallet, with a Michigan driver’s license and a few credit cards in the name of Rhonda Williams, with a slightly younger Rhonda’s face smiling from them.

It is extremely not obvious at all, but Rhonda’s last name is another nod to Labyrinth. 

Chapter Six: The Swarm

“Evil Ed,” Erica says, with a pointed stare at Lucas.

“Erica. Seriously. It’s not vampires.”

Erica is, of course, referring to a secondary character in Fright Night, who actually, believe it or not, got the ‘Evil’ part of his nickname before all the vampires even showed up. 

“Who are you going to call from a pay phone?” Nancy asks, with this kind of pissed-off smile.

“The Ghostbusters,” Mike deadpans.

...

A note of hope works its way into her sarcasm as she says, “Unless that was all a horrible fever dream and that’s not actually a giant monster and I’m not actually telekinetic and covered in blood like a bad Carrie ripoff?”

“Sorry,” Steve says. “You’re still giving Sissy Spacek a run for her money.”

We’re still counting namedrops. Because I said so.

“Jesus Christ, Nancy!” Lucas calls from the backseat. There’s an edge of panic in it. “Pull off!”

[...]

Nancy lets out a long breath, her shoulders slumping. She says, “I won,” like she can’t believe it.

This passage, dialogue and all, was lifted straight from Stand By Me (1986). In the camera of my imagination, it’s a shot-for-shot recreation of the street racing scene. 

“[...] And it never hurts to have a smoking gun.”

This fic’s version of the Hellfire Club was heavily inspired by The X-Files’ Smoking Gun. Obviously The X-Files is a TV show, not a movie, and it’s from the 90s, but I’m still including it here because I was very proud of myself for sneaking in a dialogue reference even though the show didn’t exist yet at the time the fic’s set. 

Unlike Dustin, the giant, horrifying monster currently wearing – yep, those are Robin’s Wayfarers – at least has the decency to seem embarrassed.

Steve stands there with his hands on his hips and looks Gizmo – and the blue windbreaker and unconvincing curly grey-brown toupee it’s wearing – up and down. “No. Nope. That’s never gonna work,” he says.

Gizmo’s incredibly convincing disguise is a direct visual reference to the way the protagonists disguise Bernie’s corpse in Weekend at Bernie’s (1989). Gizmo’s just lucky that Dustin didn’t try to staple the toupee to its head. 

“Okay, well, you guys come up with a brilliant plan to sneak him out of here, then! Because the whole town is crawling with feds, and he’s a little big to throw a blanket over and stick in a bike basket!”

Dustin’s obviously referencing E.T. here. And here:

“Don’t give me that look. I’ve seen E.T., I’ve seen Escape to Witch Mountain, I’ve ridden this carnival ride before. I know how this goes.”

Escape to Witch Mountain (1975) is about a pair of psychic twins who’re being hunted by people who want to use their powers. The psychics turn out to actually be aliens. As you can see, it’s slightly relevant. 

Samantha taps her foot against the floor. “It’s still missing something.”

“Try this.” Will passes her the hat. It’s a huge, black cartwheel, with fabric bunched up around the crown. When Samantha settles it on El’s head, she unfolds the fabric, draping rose-patterned black lace over El’s face. If the makeup alone hadn’t made her unrecognizable, the makeup under the lace veil is definitely doing the trick.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t even know it was you under there,” Jonathan says.

El grins wider, pushing back the veil, and grabs her Polaroid camera off the dresser, holding it up to her eye to snap a picture of herself in the mirror.

Samantha grins, too, studying her handiwork. “Strange and unusual. Perfect.” She looks up at Will. “Where’d you find that hat?”

Will shrugs. “My mom had it in the back of her closet with a bunch of old stuff.”

Another visual reference. Sadly, they’re difficult to make work in text. This is Lydia’s introductory outfit from Beetlejuice, with the rose-lace veil from the scene with the line ‘My whole life is a dark room’. In the camera of my imagination, when El holds up the Polaroid instant camera, it’s a nod to the shot where Lydia first sees the Maitlands looking out of the attic window. The hat was found in the back of Joyce’s closet because Winona Ryder plays both her and Lydia, and I’m clever and hilarious. Obviously. 

Steve glowers at her. Unfortunately for him, Robin knows that, of the three fistfights he’s gotten himself into ever, he’s lost two of them, and the only one he’d won was against Russia’s answer to the Keystone Kops. She can take him.

The Keystone Kops were the stars of a series of silent slapstick comedies in the early 1910s, and their bumbling, overenergetic, exaggerated reactions and general incompetence have been much imitated on film ever since. 

Robin has to agree with him.

“Toto,” she says, turning in a slow circle, “we are definitely not in Kansas anymore.”

You all recognise The Wizard of Oz (1939), right? Yeah you do. 

Sam leans closer. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Murray doing the same. The screen’s actinic glare throws a sickly light on all of their faces as the four of them crowd in to read.

Does it count if the shot I’m recreating in my mind’s eye is from season 2 of the very show I’m writing fanfiction for? Because I imagined this as a funhouse-mirror version of that shot of the Party from the perspective looking up from the screen of the Dragon’s Lair game from s2e1. 

Robin shoots him a look. “Unless your monster buddy can E.T. these bikes into the air, we’re not going any farther along this street.”

...

“Come on, pal, get your head in the game.” He immediately ruins it by glancing back over his shoulder and then adding, like this is some normal bullshit conversation about comic books or girls or whether the Terminator could beat the Alien, “Because if you don’t, we’re all gonna die. Again, no pressure.”

Namedrops!

Chapter Seven: The Rainbow Connection

The song ‘The Rainbow Connection’ came from The Muppet Movie (1979), so I’m counting it. 

(this town is so small it only has Cantonese, she has to go all the way to Indianapolis for an edible Szechuan)

I based this version of Steve’s mom on Delia Deetz from Beetlejuice, and stole this complaint right out of Delia’s mouth. 

“Really?” Jonathan raises a terrifyingly black-pencilled eyebrow at her. “I was thinking more Robert Smith. Or maybe Frank N. Furter.”

Of course Jonathan Byers has seen The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975). And of course so has Robin Buckley. I’m right. 

“[...]Wouldn’t you want to see what kind of results you’re going to get before you go shooting yourself full of monster juice and hoping it’ll give you superpowers and not just, like, melt you down into a blob or give you a fly head or turn you into a giant uncontrollable green rage monster or whatever?”

Okay, technically, David Cronenberg’s remake of The Fly (1958) didn’t come out until 1986, but I wouldn’t be surprised if Dustin had caught the original on a late-night creature feature.

“So you have to get rid of this – mind flayer – before E.T. here can phone home?” Kali asks.

Listen, I never said I had a wide breadth of movie references. Just that there were a lot of them. 

Chapter Eight: Project Unicorn

“You know, there’s one thing about living in Hawkins that I just can’t stomach,” Scott says. “All the -” He looks down, into the glare the girl – she can’t be more than ten – still has fixed on him. “Darn feds.”

One of the first things I knew when I set out to write this fic was that I had to put a paraphrase of the final line from The Lost Boys in Scott Clarke’s mouth. 

Max’s smile is vicious and victorious and maybe the most beautiful thing Lucas has ever seen. “Maybe you should be asking yourself: do I feel lucky?”

The guy stops himself almost as soon as he starts to move, but Lucas doesn’t miss the way he starts to turn his head to look back at the door. He must be wondering, too, where his army of big guys with big weapons are. Why they haven’t come bursting in to rescue him yet.

Max gives the gun a little waggle. “Well? Do you?”

And yes, I do have Max quoting the most famously misremembered line from Dirty Harry (1971). An earlier draft of the fic actually had Lucas bring it up, later, but I cut it because it didn’t work. 

Robin presses on. She’s seen It’s A Wonderful Life. She’s totally got this.

...

“[...] You’d have all the same problems – well, okay, not the giant monsters and Bond villains problems, but the other ones, about the future. And you never would’ve gotten to know any of us. You’d be all on your own.”

Namedrops!

“You bastards! You bastards, you killed my sister! You killed my sister! You shit-sucking, evil – You killed her! Nancy!”

This one might be a bit of a stretch, but The Lost Boys remains the only place I’ve ever actually heard someone use ‘shit-sucking’ as an insult. 

A blunt, blind little knob of a head pokes up out of the gory mess that was Billy’s chest, glistening obscenely under the flickering lights.

Yeah it’s the chestburster scene from Alien (1979), and you know it. 

Chapter Nine: The Fellowship of the Gate

“Son of a bitch!” Dustin gasps, flinging the first of the makeshift acid bombs. It bursts against the floor just in front of the leading edge of the swarm, spattering holes in the concrete and the advancing monster squad both.

I’m counting this as a namedrop for The Monster Squad (1987) because I used this specific phrasing on purpose. 

“Okay,” Robin says to herself, looking all around her. She still can’t see anyone – or anything – that might be watching her. Only the endless, indistinguishable dark. “Kind of short on ruby slippers, here.”

Jokes referencing The Wizard of Oz are gimmes, but hey. 

I did model El’s confrontation with Brenner in the mindscape after the climactic scene of Labyrinth, though I’m not sure it’s obvious. 

Not that it seems like it cares, Jesus, is he trying to fight the Terminator here?

Naaaamedrops. 

And, kneeling on the roof a few feet away, forehead pressed to forehead, clinging to each other like they’re each the only thing holding the other up –

Again, wrong era of movies, but I stole this visual from the denouement of Pacific Rim (2013). It seemed thematically appropriate. 

“Steve, you look like hell.”

“Yeah, no shit, douchebag, I just got back.” 

Slightly modified this dialogue from Heathers (1989). I also wanted to give Joyce an adapted line of Veronica’s (”Karen, my love, there’s a new police chief in town”) but unfortunately couldn’t make it fit. 

When she mentions that to Steve, though, he just shrugs and says, “That’s the way it crumbles, cookie-wise,” and any disappointment Robin might have felt immediately goes straight out the window.

“Dingus! You actually watched The Apartment?”

The Apartment (1960) came up on TCM the New Year’s Eve of the year I first bingewatched Stranger Things seasons 1-3. Serendipity is real. 

Steve looks so blindsided that Robin has to magnanimously offer, “We can even double feature with Star Wars, if you want. You know, the one with the teddy bears.”

Namedrops!

“Scared you’re gonna miss a code red?” Erica needles at him, and Lucas can’t help a disbelieving stare in her direction.

“Says the fearless vampire killer.”

I haven’t actually seen The Fearless Vampire Killers, or Pardon Me, But Your Teeth Are In My Neck (1967), but it has the best title in horror-comedy history. 

“No way. You dorks are not depriving me of the chance to drop Mike in a bog of eternal stench. Not after Lucas made me waste a whole Saturday afternoon rolling this character.”

The Bog of Eternal Stench is, obviously, from Labyrinth. 

“Jesus, Buckley,” Steve says, not bothering to try to hide how impressed he is. “At this rate you’ll be back to re-enacting Carrie by Christmas.”

And one last namedrop to wrap this roundup up!

By my count, that makes an even 60 references! (Even if I had to fudge a couple of those just a tiny little bit.)

[deerixiie]

24/7 ramen.

description: you are iwaizumi’s home; even if he is forced to take you to a ramen place at 2 in the morning.

pairing: iwaizumi x gen!reader

genre/warning: banter, fluff, literally just filler dialogue with an overarching plot, light mentions of violence

word count: 1.8k

a/n: this was inspired by some headcanons im going to post. oh and this is for @hajiimes... hehe <3

“I got into a fight.”

Iwaizumi paused, his phone hovering near his ear. He resisted the urge to let out a sharp laugh—of all the things, why did you have to get into a fight?—and slung his arm over his face. “And you lost?”

Iwaizumi could almost hear you pouting. “To be fair, they were-”

“But you lost.”

A pause. “Yeah.”

Iwaizumi dragged his hand across his face with a heavy sigh. “Why are you fighting people at,” he paused to squint at the digital clock on the dresser, “Two in the morning?”

“Ramen.”

“What?”

“Hot and spicy shrimp,” you said solemnly. “There was only one pack-”

“You’re aware we have finals tomorrow, right?”

“Exactly the reason why I wanted ramen.”

Iwaizumi sighed again. “Are you hurt?”

“Well, someone elbowed me in the eye-”

“The eye?”

“Yes the eye. I’m pretty sure it’s swollen, but other than that I’m perfectly fine.”

“Why do you sound so happy?” Iwaizumi asked, getting up to scour his closet for a hoodie. “You lost a fight over a pack of ramen.”

“Well technically, no one won the fight. We all got kicked out of the store. Poor guy didn’t even keep his ramen.”

“Which store?”

“Walmart.”

“You couldn’t have gone to a convenience store or something?” Iwaizumi pulled on the hoodie Oikawa sent him from Argentina and grabbed an old Godzilla hoodie from his closet.

“Haji, this is Socal, not Japan,” you condescended. Iwaizumi scoffed at how haughty you sounded. “I’m sure Socal has convenience stores,” he muttered.

“Well, Walmart was the closest.”

“You could’ve woken me up,” Iwaizumi grumbled, moving on to grab the keys off the drawer, “I would’ve taken you to a convenience store.”

“But you were sleeping.”

“So? You know how dangerous that was? I’d feel a little better if I was there.”

“Yeah, but I wanted ramen,” you sighed. “Anyway, can you pick me up, Haji? It’s getting cold.”

Iwaizumi shut the apartment door with a quiet click. “I’m leaving the apartment now.”

“That was fast.”

“Yeah, I had a feeling that you’d want me to pick you up.”

“Okay. Oh, and remember to drive on the right side of the road.”

“I know.”

“Are you sure? You almost drove into a tree last time.”

“Because I was tired.” Iwaizumi opened the door to the car, dropping the hoodie into the passenger’s seat. “Tired people don’t think straight.”

“Aren’t you tired right now?”

“No, I’ve been awake since you told me you got into a fight. You need to tell me what the hell actually happened there.”

“I told you, it was ramen,” you huffed. “There was one pack of spicy shrimp and three desperate college students in need of ramen.”

“So you fought for it.”

“I lunged for it, some other dude shoved me, I crashed into the third person, and then he was pushing them and I was on the floor and then someone’s elbow was in my eye and then the employee grabbed us and tossed us out.”

Iwaizumi took a moment to process your words. “You sound proud of yourself.”

“I’m not. I didn’t get the ramen.”

“No one got the ramen,” Iwaizumi deadpanned. “Isn’t that what you said?”

“I mean yeah, but now I can tell people I’ve been in a fight.”

“Why would you want to tell someone you’ve been in a fight?”

“I dunno,” you sighed. “I’m tired and hungry. Tired and hungry people say weird things.”

“Damn right.”

“That was an insult.”

“It was.”

“Ouch.”

Iwaizumi didn’t respond, lightly drumming his fingers against the steering wheel as he waited for the red light to turn green.

“My eye hurts,” you said suddenly, your voice crackling from the phone’s speaker.

Iwaizumi furrowed his eyebrows. “Does it hurt a lot?”

“No,” you decide. “Ramen would make it better.”

“So now I’m buying you ramen?”

“Yeah.”

“At 2 AM?”

“It’s 2:28 now.”

Iwaizumi scoffed.

“I found this ramen place that’s open,” you said. “24/7 Ramen. It’s 25 minutes from here.”

“Why is there a ramen place open for 24 hours?” he muttered, half to himself.

“It’s probably run by college students. That’s why the name is catchy too.”

“Catchy?”

“It sounds like a song. You know, 24 Karat Magic by Bruno Mars.”

“Never heard of it.”

“What?” Iwaizumi found himself flinching, despite the fact it was simply your voice coming from his phone’s speaker. “How have you been living in America for two years without ever hearing 24 Karat Magic? That song is a classic.”

“I think you’re forgetting you’re speaking to a guy born and raised in Japan.”

“Haji, you’ve been here for two years. That’s 24 months. 48 weeks. And a certain amount of days I’m too tired to calculate.”

Iwaizumi thought for a moment. “730.”

“730-” you paused. “How the hell did you calculate that so fast?”

“Dealing with stupid people makes you smarter, I guess.”

“No, ramen makes you smarter.” You sighed. “I really want ramen.”

“I heard.” Iwaizumi turned the steering wheel, bringing the car into the Walmart parking lot. “And I’m here now, so you can stop whining.”

“Oh, I see you. Do you see me?”

There was a figure sitting on the front curb, waving erratically in Iwaizumi’s direction. “I see an idiot waving at me like their life depends on it, so yes, I see you.”

“I think being around stupid people makes you grumpy,” you grumbled.

“No, having to pick my significant other up from Walmart at 2 in the morning makes me grumpy.”

You responded by scoffing and hanging up the phone. Seconds later, you were sliding into the passenger seat of the car. “Aw, did you bring a hoodie for me?” you asked, glancing down at the Godzilla hoodie that you almost sat down on.

Iwaizumi glanced over to you, raising an eyebrow. “Hello to you too.”

You rolled your eyes and leaned forward to press a quick kiss to Iwaizumi’s cheek. “Hi, I love you, thank you for picking me up. Happy now?”

“I’m ecstatic. Yes, that hoodie is for you.”

You smiled, pulling the hoodie on over your shirt and relaxing into the seat. Iwaizumi carefully looked over your face. The only noticeable injury was the ring of darkness around your eye—did they really elbow you that hard?—and a slight cut on your upper lip, but those would heal soon. He let out a quiet sigh of relief.

“What, is there something on my face?” you asked, reaching up to brush your fingers over your cheek.

“You have a black eye.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “Damn. Is it bad?”

“No, not really.” He checked the dashboard for the time and slightly frowned. “Where’s the ramen place?”

24/7 Ramen was a small convenience store in between an optometrist and a cigarette shop. On the outside, it wasn’t much. The name of the store was illuminated in large flickering neon letters. The exterior brick walls of the store were dusty and crumbling with age and wore. The windows were covered with assorted posters and papers, some for missing children, upcoming movies, and advertisements for Japanese snacks.

“Oh, so this is like a Japanese convenience store then?” you asked, looking at one of the Japanese ads. “I guess you were right.”

“Told you.”

“Just come on and buy me my ramen.”

The door opened with a familiar chime that reminded Iwaizumi of warm yakisoba buns, tangled with the sight of preppy school uniforms, and of course, Oikawa Tooru. The layout of the store was straight out of Japan, overwhelming him with countless reels of tender highschool memories. If he closed his eyes he could see himself standing right there, bag under his arm, Oikawa at his shoulder.

“Feeling a little nostalgic, huh?”

His head whipped toward you standing behind him with an amused smile on your face. “This place does have a Japanese feel to it.” You raised your eyebrow in that insufferably adorable way of yours, and Iwaizumi found it hard to breathe.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets as a flush began to form on his cheeks. “Be quiet.”

You hummed but made no other comment, instead choosing to shoot him another knowing look that made his blood roar in his ears. You started moving through the store, picking cups of ramen off the shelves. He hovered behind you, still embarrassed about his nostalgic moment—was he that homesick?—occasionally picking up cups of ramen and examining them before placing them back onto the shelf.

After what seemed like ages, you presented your armful of ramen cups with a proud smile. “I’m done.”

Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow. “I’m not buying you 15 cups of ramen.”

“But you promised-“

“Each one is like, 65 cents? I’ll buy you 5, max.”

“Why not more?”

“I’m just as broke as you are.”

You sighed in defeat. “Being broke in college sucks.”

“I told you we should’ve held off on getting a car.”

“But I wanted a car!”

“More than you want ramen?”

“That’s- that’s an unfair comparison!”

Iwaizumi continued to go back and forth with you, even as you paid for the ramen at the cash register. You were in the middle of a frantic explanation of why investing in a car was important in California when you finally made it outside.

The air was still and cool, save for the slight breeze that occasionally tangled in Iwaizumi’s spiky locks. The only sounds were the distant cars speeding across the road and the faint sound of crickets chirping, for you had both fallen silent after leaving the convenience store. Iwaizumi turned to look at you: one eye swollen, upper lip bleeding, a plastic bag full of convenience store ramen clutched tightly in your hand. He could see the fire in your eyes, that odd determination to make your own dreams a reality, no matter how fickle or ridiculous they were. It was similar to the drive he saw in Oikawa’s eyes, he realized. The reckless, worthless one that seemed to be a double-edged sword.

Maybe that’s why whenever he looked at you, he felt like he was at home.

“I love you, you know that?”

You cocked your head to the side and smiled slightly. “Where did that come from?”

He shrugged and stuffed his hands into his pockets again, turning away from your curious gaze. The corners of your mouth pulled up into a faint smile. Without warning, you turned Iwaizumi toward you with your finger and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. And then you were bounding off toward the car, the plastic bag jostling in your hand.

“Hey,” Iwaizumi called, starting after you. “Come back here so I can kiss you properly.”

“I want my ramen!” came your response from the car. “No kisses until I get my ramen!”

Iwaizumi chuckled softly. You were annoying and feisty, but you still managed to make him feel right at home.

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