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—The art of eyecontact —

Pairings ; Axel Kovacevic x fem!reader

Summary ; After spending a night together, Axel made a mistake, regretting his actions soon after. His friend Zara, seeing the tension between them, steps in to help by offering advice and encouragement. She urges Y/n to reconsider the situation, emphasizing that Axel’s feelings are genuine despite his hesitation, and suggests that Y/n give him another chance to explain himself.

Warnings ; none (I think)

Mentions ; @oscarisdaddy69 @babylambdietcoke @karmaswitch

Pt. 2

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I woke up feeling completely drained, as though I had been transformed into a zombie overnight. A quick glance at the clock revealed it was already 8 a.m., and the harsh reality hit me- I had only managed to get one hour of sleep. My mind, still foggy with exhaustion, was suddenly flooded with memories of the night before, replaying every detail vividly.

Turning to the side of the bed, I noticed Axel was nowhere to be seen. However, the sound of running water from the bathroom confirmed he was in the shower. Deciding not to waste time, I slipped back into the clothes I had worn the previous night. Once Axel emerged, I planned to let him know that I would head back to my own room to get ready.

'Hi.' I turned around to see Axel standing there in simple, casual clothes. I offered him a small smile and a quick wave, keeping it light. He didn't say much as he walked closer to me, his presence commanding yet calm. Instead of a kiss, he pulled me into a hug.

The embrace was warm and steady, and I couldn't help but notice the distinct, luxurious scent of his cologne—it was rich and captivating, lingering in the air between us. His warmth was comforting, a stark contrast to the exhaustion I was still feeling.

'I should get going. The next event is in four hours,' I said, my eyes drifting toward the bed where, just an hour ago, we had been sleeping together. On the chair nearby were the folded clothes he had lent me to sleep in. They were neatly arranged, a small but thoughtful gesture that didn't go unnoticed.

When I looked back at Axel, I noticed a soft pink hue coloring his cheeks, a hint of shyness that made the moment feel unexpectedly tender.

'Thank you for everything,' I added, my voice gentle as I tried to ease the subtle awkwardness lingering between us. I wanted to make the atmosphere feel more comfortable, even as I prepared to leave.

He gave a small nod, his demeanor calm and composed. 'No problem at all. I enjoyed your company,' he replied, his voice relaxed and warm. He seemed far more at ease than he had been the day before, when tension had defined his every movement. This softer side of him made me smile, even if just inwardly.

—

'Oh my god, no way!' Sam exclaimed, pacing back and forth across the room while I sat silently on the edge of my bed, unsure of how to respond.

'So, are you two like... a thing now?' she asked, stopping abruptly to look at me, her hands firmly planted on her hips and one eyebrow arched high.

I bit the inside of my cheek, the question hanging heavily in the air. I didn't have an answer—not for her, not even for myself. Instead, I shrugged, a silent gesture that conveyed my uncertainty. My lips pressed into a straight line as my thoughts drifted to the tournament happening in just a few hours, offering a convenient distraction from her probing stare.

'Let's just get ready,' I said, standing up and reaching for my karate uniform, eager to shift the conversation away from Sam's relentless curiosity.

'We'll have this talk later, young lady!' she yelled after me, her voice full of mock authority. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her pointing at me, as if to emphasize her determination.

I couldn't help but laugh at her over-the-top seriousness as I walked to the bathroom. Once inside, I locked the door and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash over me, clearing my head before the day ahead.

—

As Robby and I walked into the building where the Sekai Taikai event was taking place, my eyes immediately landed on Tory standing in the lobby. She looked composed but intense, her focus evident. Robby sighed beside me, already taking a step in her direction, but I gently stopped him, deciding to approach her myself.

'Y/n,' she greeted, her tone serious, her expression unreadable. The captain's headband was already tied firmly around her head, a symbol of her leadership and resolve.

'Tory... how are you feeling?' I asked, letting out a small sigh, my voice softer than usual. She didn't respond right away, standing in silence as if weighing her words. The tension in the air was palpable, and I found myself stepping forward without hesitation, wrapping her in a hug.

At first, she didn't move, her arms stiff at her sides, clearly hesitant. But after a few seconds, I felt her hands rest on my back. She sighed deeply, the kind of sigh that seemed to carry everything she couldn't say. Her grip tightened, and for a brief moment, she hugged me back fiercely before pulling away.

'Everyone on your team is mad at me,' Tory said, her voice quiet as she shifted her gaze from the ground back to me. There was a flicker of guilt in her eyes, a vulnerability she rarely let show.

'They're not,' I replied, giving her shoulder a reassuring pat. 'They understand how you feel and why you left.' My words came out gently, hoping to ease her mind. I was about to say more when a group of Tory's teammates, including Kwon, walked up to her. Their eyes darted toward me, filled with disdain and unspoken accusations.

Sensing the rising tension, I offered Tory a quick goodbye and stepped away, heading toward the locker rooms where I assumed my team would be waiting. On the way, I nearly bumped into Zara. Seeing her brought back the memory of yesterday, when she'd helped me with the water. Her kindness lingered in my mind, making the chance encounter feel a little less coincidental.

'Hi Zara, I wanted to thank you so much for the water and—' I started, but she cut me off before I could finish.

'It was Axel's idea,' she said matter-of-factly. 'But he was too shy to bring it to you himself, so he asked me to do it for him. Which I did.' Her tone was short, almost dismissive, leaving me momentarily speechless.

'Still, thank you,' I managed, offering a small smile while my thoughts drifted elsewhere. I couldn't help but wonder where Axel was now and why he hadn't just come to me himself.

'Do you know where he might be?' I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

Zara turned slightly and gestured toward the direction of her team's locker room. 'He's in our locker room,' she said with a small, knowing smile before walking off without another word.

I stood there for a moment, processing her answer, before deciding what to do next. Her casual demeanor left me feeling more curious than ever about Axel and why he seemed so hesitant to approach me directly.

I sighed as I made my way to their locker room, hesitating briefly before giving the door a soft knock. It opened to reveal their sensei, who looked at me with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

'May I help you?' he asked, his tone formal as he opened the door wider. Over his shoulder, I saw Axel deep in conversation with one of his teammates. The moment they noticed me, their chatter stopped, and all eyes turned in my direction.

'May I speak with Axel?' I asked, my voice tinged with stress. Memories of what had happened to him resurfaced, and a wave of discomfort washed over me.

Axel stood up almost immediately, but before he could step out, the sensei placed a hand on his shoulder, holding him back.

'One minute,' the sensei instructed, his tone firm. Axel nodded and quickly walked toward me once he was released. His gaze met mine briefly before darting around, scanning the area as if checking for prying eyes. Without a word, he grabbed my wrist gently but firmly and led me down the hall, pulling me into an empty locker room.

'Axel, I—' I began, but he interrupted me, his tone sharp and distant.

'Yesterday was a mistake. We shouldn't be hanging around with each other. You're my opponent, and there's nothing going on between us,' he said coldly, his posture stiff, the same tense demeanor he had shown the day before.

For a moment, I stood there, speechless. I didn't know what to feel—whether I should be hurt, relieved, or indifferent. Deep down, I had seen it coming. Kissing someone you barely know, someone you'd only met yesterday, was bound to lead to complications. It was a reality I couldn't ignore.

A soft sigh escaped me as I nodded, silently acknowledging his words. I kept my gaze fixed on the walls of the empty locker room, avoiding his piercing eyes. 'I understand,' I said quietly, my voice steady, though my thoughts felt scattered.

I opened my mouth to say something, to call him back, but no words came out. Axel had already turned around and walked away, his steps deliberate and unyielding. I stood there, frozen in place, unable to move or stop him.

A heavy sigh escaped me as I sank onto a nearby bench, my thoughts swirling. The weight of his words lingered, leaving an uncomfortable ache in their wake. I stared at the floor, trying to make sense of the unfamiliar feeling that had settled in my chest.

Had I attached too quickly? Maybe he had, too—at least for a moment. It all felt like a whirlwind, a connection that had sparked so suddenly and burned out just as fast. I pressed my palms together, trying to steady myself and figure out how to let go of something that hadn't even begun.

I sat still for a moment, trying to collect myself. I reminded myself that crying or stressing over a boy who thought it was okay to toy with someone's feelings wasn't worth it. Just as I started to steel my resolve, a chuckle broke the silence.

Looking up, I saw Kwon leaning against the doorway, watching me with an amused expression. I rolled my eyes and stood, ready to walk past him, but he stepped in front of me, blocking my way.

'Heartbroken?' he asked, his tone dripping with mock sympathy. His attempt at puppy dog eyes made my annoyance spike even higher.

I pushed against him, but he didn't even flinch, instead bursting into laughter.

'That's cute,' he said, finally calming down and giving my shoulder a playful pat. I stood silently, my irritation already at its peak.

'I heard everything that guy said,' he added casually, his tone shifting slightly. His words made me bite the inside of my cheek, discomfort creeping in. I didn't like the idea of anyone eavesdropping on such a moment, especially not someone like Kwon.

I took a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling slowly in an attempt to calm myself.

'Move, Kwon,' I said firmly, brushing past him and walking out of the locker room. I could still feel his eyes fixed on my back, but I ignored the weight of his stare and continued toward our team's locker room.

Inside, I found Sam, Devon, Hawk, and Robby sitting together. They were deep in conversation, their energy noticeably lighter than mine.

'Did you hear the news?' Devon asked excitedly, his eyes practically lighting up.

I tilted my head to the side, confused, as I walked to the nearest locker and began putting my things away.

'No?' I replied, my curiosity piqued.

Devon's enthusiasm was clear, and Sam and Robby seemed just as thrilled. Hawk, on the other hand, looked far less amused, sitting silently with a faint scowl. His expression was enough to make me wonder what exactly this "news" could be.

'So, Miguel is back in Los Angeles, right? Kenny is taking his place,' Devon said cheerfully, practically bouncing in her seat.

'Oh, that's awesome news!' I replied, matching her excitement. Despite my happiness for Miguel, a flicker of worry for his mother crossed my mind. 'When will he arrive?' I added, glancing at Sam, who seemed just as eager to hear more.

As Devon started talking again, I reached for my phone, pulling it out to quickly text Miguel. Hey, is everything alright with your mom? I stared at the screen for a second before pressing send, hoping to hear good news soon.

Almost immediately after sending the message, my phone buzzed with a response. Everything is alright, thanks for asking, and good luck, Miguel's reply read. I let out a sigh of relief, the tension in my chest easing slightly. At least one worry had been lifted, and I was glad to know he and his family were doing okay.

I sat down and leaned back, letting my eyes drift shut for a moment, hoping to clear my mind or maybe even steal a few minutes of rest. But the weight of what had happened with Axel lingered, refusing to let me relax. The memory of his cold words and the way he walked away without looking back gnawed at me, twisting into an uneasy knot inside me.

'I'm going to the training room,' I murmured quietly, standing up and grabbing my water bottle. My teammates were still deep in conversation, so I slipped out unnoticed, grateful for a moment alone.

The training room was empty when I arrived, and the sight of the silent, open space was a relief. The quietness felt like a balm to my frayed nerves, and I welcomed the solitude. Setting my water bottle down in the corner, I began moving through a series of taka drills. Each strike and kick became a release, a way to channel the emotions swirling inside me.

The repetition of the movements steadied me, grounding me in their familiar rhythm. For the first time since the conversation with Axel, I felt some of the weight begin to lift. The stress and confusion didn't completely disappear, but with every precise move, I could feel my mind slowly clearing, piece by piece.

—

After the event, our team ended up ranking second. The Iron Dragons claimed first place, while Tiger Strike secured third. This outcome meant that Cobra Kai, unfortunately, had to leave Barcelona. The news shocked me, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for Tory. She had worked so hard to get her team to this level, and it felt unfair for it to end this way.

Later, as I walked into the hotel lobby, I saw Tory sitting with her luggage, waiting with an air of quiet resignation. It was clear she was preparing to leave. Just then, an announcement came over the hotel's intercom, instructing all participants to gather in the lobby for an important update.

Curiosity buzzed through the crowd as everyone assembled. The room quieted as Gunther Braun, the head of the tournament, stepped forward to deliver the news. His expression was serious, commanding everyone's full attention.

'We have received credible information that members of the Tiger Strike team used performance-enhancing drugs during the tournament,' he announced, his voice grave. A collective gasp spread through the room, followed by murmurs of shock and disbelief.

Gunther continued, 'As a result, Tiger Strike has been disqualified, and their rankings nullified. This adjustment means Cobra Kai will retain their place in the tournament.'

The announcement hit like a bolt of lightning. Cobra Kai, instead of being eliminated, could now remain in the competition.

On the surface, I felt genuine happiness for Tory. She had given her all to this competition, and she deserved to see it through. But deep down, I couldn't ignore the anxiety creeping in. Cobra Kai was back in the running, and I knew all too well how formidable they could be as opponents. Their return wasn't just a stroke of luck for them—it was a reminder that the path ahead was about to get even more challenging.

I glanced over at Tory, and to my surprise, she smiled at me. Her teammates were cheering loudly, celebrating their unexpected chance to stay in the competition. Despite the chaos around her, Tory seemed calm, her expression soft with relief.

Turning my head, I caught Demetri rolling his eyes, clearly unimpressed by the situation. Hawk, on the other hand, looked furious, his jaw clenched tightly and his arms crossed as he glared toward the Cobra Kai group. Our senseis stood nearby, their expressions a mix of stress and unease. It was clear they weren't thrilled with the announcement either; this development added more pressure to an already intense situation.

The atmosphere felt stifling, the noise and tension overwhelming. Needing a break, I decided to step outside for some fresh air. Without saying a word, I slipped out of the building and started walking.

The cool air was a welcome relief as I wandered toward a nearby grocery store. The quiet of the streets contrasted sharply with the buzzing energy I had just left behind. Once inside the store, I browsed the aisles absentmindedly, grabbing something small to eat. It wasn't much, but the act of doing something mundane helped calm my mind, even if only for a moment.

—

Sitting on a random bench in the park, I tore off a piece of my croissant, savoring the flaky pastry as I let the quiet surroundings ease some of my stress. The fresh air and serene atmosphere helped clear my mind, if only a little. Tomorrow was the semi-finals, and I knew I needed to be completely focused and calm to give my best performance.

As I took another bite, my phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced at the screen and saw a notification—Kwon from Cobra Kai has followed you. I rolled my eyes, unimpressed. Of course, he'd find a way to insert himself into my day.

Before I could put my phone away, another notification caught my attention: a message request. It was from Zara.

Curious, I hesitated for a moment before accepting the request. Almost immediately, her message popped up. We need to meet up as soon as possible.

Her words were short and cryptic, making me frown. What could she possibly want to discuss, and why the urgency? Whatever it was, I had a feeling it wasn't something I could ignore.

Sure, when do you have time? I quickly typed and hit send. Not even a moment later, Zara replied: I have time now or later at the club.

I frowned. The thought of going to a loud, crowded club didn't appeal to me—I needed rest, especially with the semi-finals tomorrow. Instead, I texted back, suggesting we meet at Parc de la Ciutadella. The response came almost immediately: she liked my message, confirming she'd meet me there.

I leaned back on the bench, finishing off the rest of my croissant. The peace didn't last long, though, as I suddenly felt a pat on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around only to see Kwon standing there, a smug grin plastered across his face.

I let out a deep sigh, rolling my eyes at his intrusion, hoping he'd take the hint that I wasn't in the mood for his antics. Instead, he just laughed and casually plopped down next to me.

'Aw, did Axel leave my poor Y/n all alone?' he teased, his tone dripping with mock sympathy.

I shot him a cold, unimpressed glare. 'Just leave,' I said, my voice sharp.

Kwon held his hands up in mock defense, clearly enjoying my irritation. To my annoyance, he stayed planted in place, looking far too amused.

As I reached for the last piece of my croissant, he snatched it out of my hand with a mischievous grin and stood up.

'Thanks for the snack,' he said, walking off without a care in the world.

I clenched my fists, biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from yelling something back at him. The only consolation was that he was finally gone.

'I see you're juggling two boys at once.'

Startled, I looked up from my phone to see Zara standing there, her expression a mix of teasing and seriousness.

'What do you mean by two boys at once?' I asked, genuinely confused.

She sighed, crossing her arms. 'It's obvious, even from a mile away, that boy from Cobra Kai likes you.' She gestured vaguely, then pulled out her phone, snapping a picture of the fountain in front of us as if this were just a casual chat.

I furrowed my brows, unsure where she was going with this.

'You know... Axel told me about you,' she began. 'That first day we got here, when you bumped into him, he mentioned you. He said you caught his eye.' She glanced at me to gauge my reaction but didn't pause long enough for me to respond.

'I didn't believe him at first,' she continued. 'I didn't really want him to fall for someone, especially not an opponent. I've known him since high school, and I can tell you—he didn't exactly have a social life back then. He never really experienced liking someone, let alone pursuing them.'

She paused, looking more thoughtful now. 'But then today, he told me about what happened yesterday. And... well, I saw his lock screen. It's a picture of you.'

I blinked in surprise, not sure what to say.

'That's when I thought, okay, maybe he really does like you,' Zara admitted. 'But just after the announcement earlier, he told me he said something harsh to you—about not wanting to know you. He regrets it, by the way. And now he's asked me to talk to you about it.'

I listened carefully, trying to process everything. Zara's voice softened. 'Look, I know this is probably a lot, but Axel isn't a bad guy. He's just... inexperienced. And a little scared, I think.'

For a moment, we sat in silence. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it wasn't exactly easy, either. I could feel her waiting for me to say something, but I didn't know where to start.

Finally, Zara broke the silence. 'You have three choices here. I know two of them,' she said, leaning back slightly.

'The first,' she continued, counting on her fingers, 'is that you talk to him, work things out, and become this epic, soulmate, love-of-your-life couple with a fairytale future and all that.' She waved her hand dramatically, clearly poking fun but also being sincere.

'The second option is that you just decide you don't want anything to do with him. You let it go, cut the cord, and move on.'

I tilted my head slightly, processing her words. 'What about the third option?' I asked.

She sighed, shrugging as if it were obvious. 'That's the one you have to figure out for yourself,' she said simply.

I looked down at the ground, the weight of her words settling over me. I didn't have an answer yet, but I knew I had to decide soon.

'And don't get Axel wrong, Y/n,' Zara said, her tone soft but firm. 'He just... doesn't really know how everything works. He's figuring it out. And honestly, I didn't expect you two to work out when he first mentioned you. You're such different people.'

She paused, tilting her head thoughtfully. 'When he told me you caught his eye, I decided to pay more attention to how you act. Don't get me wrong, I'm not some creepy stalker or anything,' she said with a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

'But you remind me of a golden retriever,' she said with a teasing grin. 'And while Axel's not quite a black cat, he's more like a doberman.' Her laughter was awkward but genuine, as if she was trying to make sense of her own analogy.

I raised an eyebrow, unable to suppress a small smile. 'So you're comparing us to dogs now?' I asked, mildly amused by her unexpected metaphor.

'Basically, yeah,' she said with a sheepish shrug. 'But what I mean is, you two are so different. We've always known Axel to keep to himself—he's never been the kind of person to share his feelings. At least, not until the past few days when he started asking me for advice. You should've seen him when he asked me to bring you those water bottles—he was blushing so hard it was like he turned into a different person.'

Zara smiled warmly. 'I just want you to know that I'm genuinely happy for you both. I really hope you rethink everything I've said because I think there's something special here.'

She stood up, brushing her hands off and glancing at the fountain. I looked up at her, surprised when she leaned down and hugged me gently.

'It's going to be okay, Y/n,' she said softly. 'Don't stress too much about it.'

Before walking off, she turned and blew a quick kiss in my direction, her usual playful attitude peeking through. I waved at her, unable to find the right words to respond.

Once she was gone, I sighed and sank back onto the bench behind me. My mind was swirling with everything she'd said. I sat there for a while, staring at the fountain, trying to figure out what I should do next. The decision wasn't going to be easy.

[glamourscat]

you’re now my new friend so im gonna complain about some fans🤭🤭🤭

THE OTHER THING I WANT TO TALK ABOUT IS tim isn’t weak????? its canon damian says “drake is stronger than i like to admit” or something like that but the idea is that tim is canonically strong i mean cmon he’s a bat??? i saw something that another writer wrote and i really don’t want to disrespect but she(?) wrote something like tim couldn’t do the ‘jacked and kind’ trend. HE CAN HE HAVE TO IF HE COULD NOT HOW CAN HE BE A BAT HE HAVE TO BE STRONG

and he’s really smart like i don’t even now how to say it but its conan bruce think tim can even be smarter than him and damian says tim is the smartest!!!

i mean i get it tim isn’t the most popular robin but he’s really great but tiktok and tumblr makes him look like an idiot who’s just soft??? HE IS NOT his story is really interesting if you just read instead of making him look like some weak thing.

and bcz of the misinformation people just don’t like tim😭😭😭😭

and i don’t even want to talk about coffee addiction LIKE PLS STOP THIS MADNESS

ps:i probably made grammer mistakes sorry🙏🏼 AND i would like to send some asks when im more awake😭😭😭 it’s 3am rn

Don’t worry about it ahaha. Me and grammatical errors are like this 🤝🏻. Also, if you’re comfortable with it, let’s be moots 😭. I honestly need more people to yap with about Tim.

and yes ofc! Feel free to send more asks about Tim whenever u wish :)

Now, onto what you said. YES, YES, AND YES AGAIN. Thank you! I’m going to be honest here, I think Tim’s mischaracterization as “weak” boils down to the fact that many people see him as a twink……. The amount of art, both drawn and written, where he is depicted as this frail little thing that can’t think for himself and is weak and shy is too big. I mean, are we looking at the same character?

When I see people butchering Tim’s character, it’s clear to me that they haven’t read the comics. I’m not saying you need to read ALL of them—that’s just absurd considering the number of runs there are. Just the main ones could be beneficial. You know, having a general idea about the character.

He was trained by Bruce (and we know Bruce’s training is anything but easy), Nightwing and lastly, Lady Shiva herself. He has mastered many unarmed styles of fighting, including Leopard Kung Fu, Savate, Judo, Capoeira, Karate, Dragon Kung Fu, and Bojutsu.

He might not be a tank like Jason (side note: let’s remember Jason is the way he is thanks to the Lazarus Pit, because he was malnourished growing up, which stunted his growth). Just because Tim isn’t ripped and has a leaner build doesn’t mean he is weak. Nor does it mean he is stupid. His IQ is 142, and he is cited as the most analytical of Batman’s proteges, with detective skills on par with Batman himself. Like you said, BRUCE HIMSELF says he believes Tim is smarter than him in some ways.

And on the coffee addiction—that’s so funny to me because, if I’m not wrong, he drank coffee ONE time in canon, someone made it his personality, and everyone ran with it 😭.

I just can’t. Honestly, Tim is a skater boy. A punk at heart, who listens to bands like Oasis and Green Day. He is absolutely obsessive at times, loud and opinionated. He is a child prodigy and grew up rather isolated. Then his mother died. He and his father got into deep arguments because of his job as Robin. He stopped, then started again. His father died, and he found his father’s dead body while wearing his Robin uniform. He escaped Bruce for about a month, forging a fake adoption certificate from a FAKE uncle he made up because he didn’t want to be taken in by Bruce.

He feels like he is a burden and still keeps that sentiment, which was incremented when Damian joined the family and took his spot as Robin, leaving Tim feeling hopeless. He became Red Robin, lost his best friend (or something more) and went absolutely insane trying to clone him. He can’t handle loss for shit. The same thing happened in his Red Robin run where he ignored both Nightwing and Steph, who tried to stop him from following his unhinged plan of finding Bruce, who was presumed dead but Tim thought was alive. To save his loved ones, he willingly jumped from a building while injured, almost dying.

This, in my eyes, is anything but weak.

He is my unhinged bisexual gremlin. Love him so much

[phoniexrose02]

Robby Keene x Black! Reader

You awoke with a Painful ache in your Back, This Week had Really Been Beating your Ass. Both of your Jobs Decided to Work you to the Nail, Unfortunately Missing your Boyfriend's Karate Tournament. Robby Understood of course, But you'd Felt like such an Ass and When you found out about the Outcome you'd Felt even More Responsible. Everything Just Seemed to Be working against you Right now.

"Next Off Day Robby I Swear..."

You Held your phone Close to your Ear an Huffed a Tired Breathe"You know I want too~" stared around the empty Breakroom, Robby Sat awake in New bed. He'd Felt a Bit Odd in his New Room an Decided to Spark the Room up a bit, a lit preroll in between his fingers. Getting high asf after all the recent shit he'd been threw was Great But as great as it way all he could think about right now was You.

"Mm~ you Owe me like 24hr Worth of Cuddles already Sweetheart" He Grumbled out staring up into his Ceiling."I might be able to Get the Weekend~" You smiled to yourself, it finally felt Forever since you'd seen Him and now that he Lived closer you could get to him a lot cheaper." We can Cuddle all we Want, Maybe ruin that New Bed of yours~" you Whispered, Robby Could Feel the Ideas coming to his Mind. His Dick Getting excited to the thought, you Groaned Looking Toward the Clock.

Back to it I guess....

"My 30 mins is almost up, I'll see you This weekend Baby"

As the Called Ended Robby Stared around his Room, Looked a bit Bland...Soo he Decides to make it Fun For both of you. He Spend a Good Chunk of his Weekly allowance to Deck out his Room, Posters, New Pillows, Candles, an a few pedals and Flowers. He let himself Browse around the mall for anything else that Would lighten your Mood, Robby smiled after a bit of Walking around Laying his Eyes on the Perfect Gift.

As Friday Came you routinely Called Him up after your shift as you Waited for your Lyft."Hope you weren't Working to Hard gorgeous" you smiled Bright as you usually did when he Answered your Call."Mm'Trying" you spoke quietly."I Called a Ride I should be Over in a bit"

"Cancel it."

"Wha- Why??"

He hung up Leaving You a Bit confused an Huffed before putting him on you speaker you Cancelled your Ride, Before you could fully register his request you were pulled away with a Loud honk." Need a Lift Gorgeous" your eyes Fell on the EagleFang Van."No Way he let you Drive it!" You yelled happily prancing to the Passengers Seat, as you were about to hop in You Noting the Beautiful flower bouquets."Oh Robby, how Gentleman Like~" you Hop in Setting your Bag onto the Ground an the Flowers in your lap.

"Only the Best for my Girl~" You Both Lean in for a Longing Kiss, He let his ringed Fingers Gently Rest on your Face, the Cool Metal Meeting your Warm Cheeks." I Missed you~" he Quietly Hummed out as he pulled away from you." I missed you Too, I'm so Sorry I couldn't get to you Sooner"

"Don't worry bout it baby, We'll make it all Up tonight~"

You Placed your Hand on his Thigh Most of the Drive, it Seemed like so much to talk about But Silence Quickly Over took."Soo, how are things? Living with your Dad I Mean.." he Huffed as if to think very Carefully about the Subject."Better. I'm actually gonna be a Big Brother" You Eyes instantly Widened in Shock."Holy Fuck I didn't think he had it in him! So how do you Feel? Have you Met her yet?" He Nodded letting out a Relieved Sigh." She's cool, I'm kinda Proud of him, it's still a little weird tho. But we're working through it.." he finally Said with a Confident Smile, You let your hand rest on his shoulder an Gently Grazed at his Neck.

The small gesture Brought him Comfort, as he Pulled into the Driveway and Parked the Car He finally Looked over to you, Your Curvy Body Shoved into the Uncomfortable Work uniform."Is He Home?" You asked Softly Taking in your Surroundings, an Robby Examined your Beautiful Lips as you Speak." nah, He promised to go stay with her tonight." You smiled and He Gave a Bright one back, you Both Grabbed your things before Heading Inside.

"I love you, you know that?" he Blurted out Randomly in the Hallway as he Stopped at his Door, a Smirk stretched against your chubby Cheeks."I know Robby~" you planted a kiss to his Cheek, an you two Proceeded to open his door.

Smoke n' Fuck?~

You giggled at as the Read the petals aligned on his Bed. You examined his Room an Smiled, you loved just Being in his Safe Space it Brought you comfort." It's amazing Baby, and of Course I'll Smoke N' Fuck with you~" You pull off your uncomfony work shoes and place them next to the door with your Bag."You want some of my clothes?" You placed the Flowers at his Desk an began to Strip from your Tight Clothes as Time Robby started to Rummage through his Draws.

"Sure. You got Sum Rolled for me?~" you Wrapped your arms around his Waist letting your tits Press Heavily onto his Back." Of Course, I also got another Present for ya".

He Dug into the Bottom of his Draws handed the you a gifted wrapped bag,You Gush as you pulled out a Box Reading 'Magic Wand' with a Smirk."You didn't~" it'd felt like forever since you two had Been intimate, you Pulled the Toy From the Box Before turning it on. The strong vibrations in your fingers Send a Tinkle Down your Spine. You play with the Settings of the Toy Smirking at the highest. "Wanna Test it Out?~"

You Nodded an he helped you Undress the rest of you clothing, you Plopped down onto the bed some petals Falling to the Floor in Result. You watched from his Bed as a Pulled off his Top an Slipped a Prerolled into his Mouth, you bite your lip as Taking in his Beautiful physique."I know we said 'Fuck Cobra Kai' , But Damn Did they get you Ripped~" he quickly discarding of his pants with a Chuckled. Only left in his Boxers he Crawled in between your legs Spreading them to his Liking, your glistening Cunt in perfect view. You hand him the Wand and he Switches it out for the J.

"Fuck Cobra Kai, this was all Me Baby~" he turned it onto its first setting as you took a long Drag. He let out a quiet groan at the strong vibrations, something about it making him Dick Twitch."You ready Beautiful?~" You Nodded Resting On your Elbows, Robby Made sure to place the ashtray onto his Bed as soon as he Lit it so you two would have no Reason to Split apart again.

He placed the Toy Against your gush Cunt, the Strong Vibration Made Jerk. He Held your Side with one hand keeping you steady."Easy Baby, Relax~" Robby slowly moved the Soft Bud Up to your Clit, an you Took another Huff with a Quiet Hum. You Wiggled your hips against the Vibrating toy." Your Leaking all over this thing baby, I take it you like?~" you Nodded in approval taking another hit before Gently Shoving the Toy away.

"It's a really stimulating, But you Promised me a Good Fuck~" you Two Switched out once again and you turned on the wand settings up. "You sure you can Handle that? Seem a Little jumpy with this thing alone." Robby asked as he Hit the Joint as you played with yourself in Bliss."Jumpy's Good, an you usually have the strength to keep me Down~" your Toes Curled as you Found your Sweet Spots with the Toy."Hey! Your Not Cumming without me~"

Robby Placed the Roach onto the Ashtray before Pulling his Hard Dick From his Boxers. He Ran his Hard Cock threw your Leaking Folds He Let out a Gentle Grunt as he Made Contact with the Toy, you Gently place your hands against his Guiding the Toy to your Sweet Spots."Fuck~ your Gushing~" He Held your hips n Place before Shoving his Tip in your Hole, he Sunk inside Your soaking Cunt.

Robby's hips Shook as his Pelvis met with the Buzzing Plaything, He Hummed as his Hips Quickly Jerked into you. His Rough Thrust Making Dawning you Speechless, you Fell Back into the Pillows as Robby Fucked you into the Mattress.

Fuck New Favorite~

"More! More!~" you Chanted To him as you Reached For his Abs, he Growled an Tensed Ramming down Deep, Your hips Jump as Robby placed the Toy onto its highest Setting He let out a Deep Moan Feeling the Vibration himself,Your Walls Clung on tight forcing him to Speed up his Thrust.

" Oh God! Oh God! I'm Cumming Robby! I'm Cumming!~" You Gripped at the Sheets and your Toes Curl, he pulled the Wand from your Cunt as you Spilled you Juices onto him, Robby Pulled himself out and with a Few Strokes he Cums over your stomach and Clit."Fuck, I think this might be my New Favorite~" He Pulled himself from the Bed and put away the Wand. "We'll play with her More Later" You were left pretty Boneless as he Cleaned you up, your high brain Going Bland for a sec.

"Fuck...I got Munchies now" You shameful Whispered an he Giggled Fixing the Sweat Strands of Hair and pulling on a Pair of Sweatpants." Let me take you out..?"

"No Way, You still owe me my Cuddles" he Slide back into Bed Pulling you Close to his Chest, he was Warm against your back and his hands Gripped your Naked Waist Tight."How about DoorDash an a movie?" He Grunted at the thought of spending anything on him at all." If we Smoke before It'll Taste Better..."

"Fine, But I refuse to let you leave my Bed Pretty Girl~"

More Cobra Kai 🐍

[p3ppermnt]

Five (more) CJ facts!!

Used to live in Chesapeake, Virginia before moving away during the end of B’s freshman year, and the move, along with his father starting to become busier and busier with his business overtime caused CJ to let himself dive a bit more into his casual comic and movie interests for comfort, and obviously because he enjoyed them of course

A year after the move, just getting out of the temporary band interest and becoming a highschool freshman, he watched what ended up becoming his favorite movie ever: The 1984 Karate Kid, which is where his love for martial arts finally shot out of him

Only has his right ear pierced cause his mom caught his brother right in the middle of him trying to pierce them both without her permission after pressuring CJ into it (told him he'd look cooler)

Out of all the boys, he met Bill first when they were assigned as partners for a science project, Bill going to CJ's place to avoid being home with his mother, which is how he found out about all the shit CJ was into and was able to consider getting to know him further

Even though he's the most sociable and fit out of the boys (definitely described as "basically a jock in a karate uniform!" by one of them when being considered as a member) he's...also never had a girlfriend (...or boyfriend.)

[mydisenchantedeulogy]

Character Profile [Part Two]

[Part One]

Fighting Style:

Does your OC have any special powers/skills? How did they gain them?

Ava can emit a highly enhanced scream of high amplitude. She unknowingly inherited it from her mother, who is from Orderrealm.  

Describe their fighting style. Do they practice a specific style of martial arts? Or do they rely on magic/their powers?

She is skilled in Brazilian Jiu-jitsu, though while she is with the Lin Kuei, she learns some techniques in Shotokan Karate. She has an incredible amount of agility, flexibility, and acrobatic prowess, utilizing her voice to stun her enemies. 

What weapons does your OC use, and how proficient are they? Who taught them? How did they learn?

She does not use a weapon.

How quick are they to fight? Are they aggressive, or do they prefer to talk things out?

If she can talk an enemy out of a fight, she will, unless they hurt or endanger someone close to her, then the gloves are off and she is raring to go.

What is their last resort? (Think of an all-out attack that would be used only if there were no other option.)

Ava can emit a scream so loud that it vibrates certain materials causing them to shatter or disintegrate. Her scream can even outright kill a person by rupturing internal organs. She would rather not risk such an attack, because she has no control over the range or destructive power, risking the lives of friends or innocents in the process. 

Appearance:

Describe or draw their outfit/armor.

The uniform she wears while with the Lin Kuei consists of a burgundy colored tabard with black harem pants that she tucks into knee-high boots. She wears simple gauntlets with fingerless gloves and a white sash around her waist. The mask made for her is detachable, a special voice-altering device that uses several plates to resonate her voice. It takes two forms; the first is a simple appearance with a burgundy grill screen in the center where her mouth is, then when in the second form, the plates open, giving it a more jagged appearance.  

Make a mood board for your OC.

Does your OC wear any jewelry? What is its significance?

She wears a necklace with a square-shaped pendant attached to it. The pendant has a square gem in the center that is medium blue with hints of purple. It was passed down to her by her mother, who wore it as a brooch during her time with the Seidan Guard. 

What physical characteristics make them stand out from the other fighters?

Ava has two tattoos; the first is a songbird with music notes on her upper back near her right shoulder, and the second is a steampunk clock surrounded by lilies on the left side of her chest. Her hair is also thick and often frizzes easily. 

Does your OC have a particular style? Why?

Anything comfortable. Ava loves to wear T-shirts and jean shorts, though sometimes she will wear leggings or a cute dress. She tends to get cold easily, so she will carry a hoodie or a light coat with her. 

Relationships:

Do you ship your OC with anyone - canon or otherwise? If so, tell us about their relationship!

Ava is shipped with Bi-Han. If any trope could describe them, it would be sunshine/moody. She is an extremely outspoken woman and kind to everyone. When she first met Bi-Han, she tried hard to be respectful to him, smiling at or greeting him, but he either ignored or ‘mean mugged’ her. Then he became her temporary teacher and Ava learned quickly that he brought out the worst in her. That's not to say she wasn't a good student; she learned quickly despite having to adjust to living in Arctika - having her phone and headphones confiscated by him. 

For whatever reason, the two eventually developed a relationship. 

Does your OC have any friends? How did they meet?

She has more acquaintances than friends, despite her demeanor. All the friends in school she made fell out after high school. The person she is closest to, however, is Johnny Cage. They met at his mansion a short time after Liu Kang recruited her and hit it off well. Ava had never seen any of his movies due to her upbringing, but he quickly rectified that. She became a hardcore Cage fan after that and even agreed to cameo and provide her vocal talents to his upcoming franchise as a director.  

What is their family situation? Are they close? Are they still alive?

While she does not see her parents often, she calls them whenever she can check in. Ava and her father, Lee, are close, despite him not being around much. She and her mother, however, had a few disagreements when she got older, leading to a tense relationship. She felt chained down by her mother, but she did not hate her. 

Do they have any pets? Tell us how they came to be!

Unfortunately, she does not have any pets. She adores crocodiles, however, and despite her love for them, she knows she can't domesticate one.

Do they worship any god in particular? Elder God, Titan, One-Being, or otherwise?

Ava is not the religious type. Her father was brought up Christian and her mother claimed to have no religious views, so none ever stuck with her. She is respectful and open to other's views, however. Even with the existence of Titans and Elder Gods, she does not worship them.

[kengan-daddies]

Could you write a Rei x fem reader where they meet at the Kengan matches and he starts to fall in love with reader. If you want to you can make it NSFW. 🫣Thank you!!!💕💕💕

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

I hope this is to your liking, I followed the ask but at the same time my brain just wouldn't follow it to a T, I hope you can still vibe with this story tho.

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Character : Rei Mikazuchi

Warning : None, Fluff

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

You were an assistant, clipboard in hand, casual business wear, hair pent up, and comfortable yet classy flats on your feet. You were always ready to accompany your boss, never asking questions about where he led you. You didn't care so long as you got paid in the end, so it was shocking when you began to attend the Kegan Matches with him. You've heard of things like this in movies, TV shows, and cartoons... But you never expected it to be real.

You were shocked by the first match-up, a young Man versus another young man, they were both muscular but different sizes, one wore a karate-type uniform while the other wore simple boxing shorts, both bare-knuckled. You watched on, still just as perplexed as you were the first time you watched him battle, it was like lightning, so quick and fast nobody saw it coming or even knew what happened, his opponent was down and out and he was declared the winner.

"Rei Mikazuchi... I'll never forget his name." You promised yourself, and you didn't. When the official Kengan Annihilation Tournament was declared, you knew that he would be there, you wanted to see him again, you had to, just to confirm that he was real... And he was when you saw him again, it was on the luxurious Kengan Cruise Liner, he was there with his boss, Rino Kurayoshi, the beauty on her was unmatched. He seemed pretty dedicated to her, almost like a dog.

You spoke with her a few times, Rei by her side each and every time, ready to defend when necessary, but you never came with the intention to attack so he didn't mind your presence, he was prone to get lost in his own world, his thoughts as he stares off in the distance. You've learned to like those little details about him, it was so rare to see a human be just as calm as he was, he always seemed to never have any thoughts, and yet the gleam in his eyes always said otherwise. He was fascinating. For the first few days, waiting for the Kengan Annihilation Tournament to begin, you and your boss spent the days with Rino and Rei, not every moment, but enough to where you and Rei could have small talks.

You learned that he was an assassin and that he was the Head of the Mikazuchi Clan and the renounced owner of the Lighting God Technique, it seemed like such a big title and yet he seemed nonchalant about it like it didn't really mean all that much to him. He was a strange man but you liked him. He was sweet, easy to blush, and quick to hide out, he was adorable and you liked teasing him. To be so strong yet so fragile to light teasing was such a cute sight. You'd laugh every time his face would turn scarlet just from a few compliments.

The Kengan Annihilation Tournament was finally beginning, and you couldn't be more excited to see him in action, after so many weeks of waiting, you were finally going to see him at it again. His first match, just like when you first saw him, was quick, like lightning. His second match was more unexpected, he never even got to that speed with the hot-blooded bastard that was Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Saw was strong and skilled, he was just as quick with his reflexes, but he still wasn't faster than Rei. You watched on with bated breath, watching as he rocked Saw Paing's head around with quick punches, it was jaw-dropping to see Saw still able to move around.

But alas, with a last stitched effort, Rei came out victorious... But he wasn't pleased, not one bit... He seemed disappointed with the battle... With himself. Rino noticed it, but she didn't care or maybe she just didn't know how to approach him, but you did. You found him, in the hall sitting on a bench, head hanging low as his bandaged arms rested on his legs. He was deep in thought, but this time his face matched his thoughts. You approached him with a bottle of water. "Here ya go, take a swig, you need it." You said he took the bottle, but he didn't open it... He just stared at it.

"I lost." He said. You stared at him, perplexed but you didn't say anything. "I lost, in strength, I lost in resilience... The only thing that saved me was my speed and precision... Fighting that man, made me realize just how weak I really am... I need to get stronger, stronger in technique and fighting styles... Perhaps, I should give up the practice of Lightning." He said. You stepped towards him, smacking his cheek with a swift snap of your wrist. His head barely moved, but his eyes widened and he looked up at you, a frown on your usually passive face.

"Don't give up on who you are Rei, you're more than just your fighting style, you are the fighting style, you are the lightning. Saw Paing may be better than you when it comes to brute strength, he may be better than you when it comes to resilience, but that's because of who he grew into being... What did you grow up into being, Rei? It most certainly wasn't a quitter. You're a distant long-range fighter, but that doesn't make you weak... You'll just have to add close combat into that. Mix it with your lightning, drop your assassin mindset, and become a warrior." You said, your voice laced with determination.

He stared at you for a moment before his face relaxed and he smiled, a small chuckle leaving his lips. "You're right, (Y/N)... If I'm going to be able to get stronger, then I'm just going to have to change some things up... Saw Paing taught me a very valuable lesson, and I'll honor him by taking what he's taught me and adding it to my own lightning style." he said, you smiled, happy to see a fire in his eyes. "Do it Rei, I believe in you." You said.

Right after that, your and Rei's relationship pretty much came to life, you both became the best of friends which lasted for a while, and you watched him grow into a better fighter and a better man. Your feelings for him blossomed into something stronger, and it worried you, you didn't want to run him off but with the help of Saw Paing, both you and Rei were able to speak your minds on your relationship and what you were both feeling towards one another. Learning that it wasn't one-sided on each side. It was a blessing.

You enjoyed going to all of Rei's fights, cheering him on with your new-found companions, hoping for his win, and whenever he lost he didn't take it so harshly, instead he learned from them adding it to his knowledge. After every match he'd come straight to you, whether he won or lost he always engulfed you in a hug, giving you the deepest kiss, reminding you of his eternal gratefulness.

[kumachii]

๑՞⇢ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐔𝐑𝐈 ⠇🦜↴

general info -

meaning: flower fence (花垣) , chestnut flower (栗花落)

alias: tsu-chan (friends), hermit crab (takemichi), boss girl (mizo middle gang)

age: 16 (in 2005); 28 (in 2017) [everyone is a little aged up, like by a year or so]

birthday: 3rd may 1989

zodiac sign: taurus

appearance -

hairstyle: black, short and usually tied into pigtails with locks and bangs framing her face

eyes: deep blue (classic hanagaki trait)

build: she is a little taller than average with firm muscles from training at the dojo since she could walk basically

height: 171 cm (5ft 6in)

personality -

overall: she is rather calm and often resorts to diplomacy to solve squabbles but isn't beyond handing someone their ass if need be. tsuyuri is playful, hard-working and mostly reliable (i say that because with the people she hangs out, ain't no way she gets out of shit with ease)

positive traits: caring, unconditionally generous, open-minded, responsible, rational, isn’t afraid to stand up for justice

negative traits: impulsive, stubborn, emotional, non-committal, mildly possessive

fear(s): water - due to an incident where she almost drowned, tripping while chasing a puppy down the bridge overlooking a river. thankfully, a nice white-haired stranger pulled her out by the scruff of her hoodie in the nick of time, saving her. he also gave her a lollipop which she took eagerly, since nobody said anything about taking candy from heroes.

favourite... -

food: yakitori and tonkatsu ramen

color: coral pink

animal: harp(white) seal

style: casual-comfortable. she always needs to be in something she can move around freely. most of the time, she wears her school uniform, a light brown coat/jacket over it and paired with leggings.

hobbies: playing the guitar, creating handmade gifts

relationships -

parents: unnamed mother, hanagaki tsuneo

grandparents: hanagaki tadashi & chiyo (paternal)

sibling: hanagaki masaru (twin brother)

relative(s): hanagaki takemichi (younger cousin); unnamed uncle and aunt

best friend: emma sano

likes -

causing chaos. she may look like an innocent and otherwise pacifying company but she thrives in ruckus and feeds off the hyped energy all around. in retrospect, she can and will cause a fight and make it seem like she was never there to begin with.

karate. tsuyuri and masaru were put in the sano dojo by their father. it was to get them into self-defense and not leave them unsupervised while he was busy at work. since he was a student there himself, he didn't worry about them getting in too much trouble. while masaru was always getting into fights and getting beaten up, tsuyuri loved it there. she would spend hours on end practicing the katas and perfecting her kicks. sure, she wasn't a prodigy but her dedication made her one of mansaku's best students.

cooking. from a young age, she had to learn to cook for herself and her family since her father was a disaster in the kitchen (that man could burn water) and her grandparents lived too far away to send daily meals. she doesn't mind and loved experimenting a lot. by the time she is a teen, she can make restaurant-style dishes with the correct recipe.

backstory -

In the timeline before Takemichi time-leaped, Tsuyuri had grown up just about the same way, meeting Baji and Manjiro at the Sano Dojo and remaining friends through Emma and their shared trainings. Her father being in the force as a detective left her alone for long lengths of time. When she wasn't in cram school or busy with karate, she'd do arts and crafts. It was shopping for one of those projects that led her to meeting Mitsuya in a cloth store. Later she would be present while Toman was formed, an honorary person just as much as her best friend, the president's sister.

Takemichi and her were never close and she found him standoffish so him running away—although it made her sad—did not affect her as much as Baji's death. She would try to carry on with her life, being a rock for both Sano siblings through Shin's death, a lot of their friends' demise and the gang falling apart and being corrupted.

Emma's death was the last straw for her to cut off all relation with her remaining friends, that being Mikey and Mitsuya. She went socially awol for a while, focusing solely on her studies, got through medical school with a surgeon's degree and became a well known doctor in Shibuya.

In the future, she would lose her job—the hospital firing her to save themselves—for standing up and speaking publicly against the disturbing occurrences resulting from gang skirmishes. But she wouldn't give up that easily, up until the day the police would find her with a bullet through her head, the scene meticulously staged as a suicide.

[da-bestest-writer]

Baki next gen part 4

Six weeks had passed since her birthday, And already Tomoe has been making great strides. Though her father wasn't teaching her any techniques for the time being, That was because he was getting her into shape.

Strength training, Legs, Arms, Core, Heart, All of it worked to to the depths of her ability to work them. And even beyond.

by the end of each day, Tomoe was exhausted.

Had her birthday not begun on the first day of sumer vacation, Her mother would have had a fit with regards to how much she'd have fallen behind. Too exhausted to do much of anything beyond lie down and sleep when she got home.

however, Though she didn't realize it herself, A miraculous transformation had occurred to Young Tomoe's body, Before she had begun her training, She was unimpressive, And even a bit below average in regards to fitness among her peers.

but now, Her body , while still maintaining a healthy weight for someone of her youth, Was visibly powerful, The musculature in her shoulders would strain slightly against her flower print shirt, Similarly her legs looked like those of a well practiced sprinter.

In just six weeks of training with her dad, She had gained a physique that would make even the boys in her school's Wrestling, boxing, karate and judo clubs hesitant to bully and berate her as they had before summer break!

Tomoe wasn't all that quick to notice, There was a certain someone she had to greet.

She would spend the early hours of the morning, After jogging to school for the very first time to find this friend and give a friendly 'hello'

200 cm tall, Weighing 140 kilograms, He was strong as a bull... No, Stronger! He was brave as a lion...No! Braver!

Though she hadn't the bravery to admit it to herself, Let alone him, he was the object of her desire for as long as she's known him, From the fourth grade til now... And his name was...!

"Hanayama!"

"ah, Tomoe, Good morning" Spoke the young man, Keisuke Hanayama. Glasses adorning his eyes, As his custom made school uniform draped across his strong body. There was no doubt to those who knew of the japanese underworld, That this was indeed the son of Kaoru Hanayama.

But then, Tomoe did not know, How could she when her parents had hidden the truth away from her, She only knew that their fathers were friends, Even now that she knew of her father's sordid history, the connection didn't register in her mind.

She would quickly catch up to him. and walk in comfortable silence, Keisuke was a gentleman of few words, Only ever saying what really needed to be said, And she admired that in him. Among a great many other things.

As they walked though, She had a question burning on her mind.The kind of thought many girls her age had when they were around someone they admired.

"Notice anything different about me?" She asked, She had not a signle clue of how much she transformed, But even so, With as much effort as she put in, there had to be something she wasn't noticing.

"Well, You seem more confident." He said softly as he walked side to side with her."You're holding your head up higher."

For Tomoe, That's all she needed to hear, A compliment validating the effect her training had on her. she would keep walking with him ,Feeling secure in their silent friendship.

They would split off when they had to go to their respective classes. The day moving along as normal, However. After class...

"Hanma!" Spoke out one of her upperclassman, The captain of their school's boxing team. one Yosuke Satou, He, Along with the leaders from the Karate and and Judo clubs.

"uhhh, Hey?" She asked, confused, These guys never even knew her name before, And now here they were. Approaching.

"We saw you on TV last night... " Yosuke spoke with a degree of indignance, As the Karate and Judo club leaders stood behind him, Like lackeys in a bad movie. " You're the granddaughter of Yujiro hanma... "

"Yeah? He's my grampa alright, Pretty nutty guy huh?" She asked, Feeling strangely relaxed. Normally she'd be hiding away from these guys, They were notorious for throwing their weight around.

"Yeah, Well, We just wanted to let you know, Your win against Dade was just a fluke. No girl could have beaten him without cheating or some serious beginner's luck. You're just a girl, So you'll never be stronger than us.

Now, Tomoe wasn't the kind of girl to search for conflicts, As much as her mind wanter her to just laugh it off and walk away , Her body had a different response.

"I'm already stronger." Those were her words, She didn't know she was the one saying it until she registered the voice speaking those words was her own.

"huh? The fuck did you just say?" Asked the Karate club leader with a snarl, Whelp , there was no getting out of this.

"I'm already stronger than you," She did not know if she could prove those words, But there was a strong desire within her to find out if she could.

She would get her wish, As Yosuke through a jab straight for Tomoe's face, which she had managed to dodge with ease, Making the boy slam his fist into a locker and damaging his hand

She would move behind him, Her face and breath calm... She didn't know what was coming over her here, While in the ring with a bigger stronger man, Her ability to dodge was deffinately a fluke, Even her dad said so.

But now here she was, ducking under a kick, Sidestepping a punch, blocking a palm strike, All while lacking any training beyond proving her strength and stamina.

"Quit running away!" Her opponent said,as she was grabbed by the boxing leader by the boxing club's leader.

Yosuke would plant a punch in her guy, making her quiver and weeze. She had never been hit in the stomach before, She never knew it could be so painful.

The pain as the air in her body was pushed out, the way the pain spread to her chest, She couldn't breethe, Couldn't think, And especially coulding react as she took a fist to the jaw.

But on sheer instinct, She turned with the punch, Giving her the time to get her wits about her at least, While still reeling from the lack of air she would stomp the foot of the man holding her back, Distracting him from a headbutt to the nose.

the leader of the boxing club went down , his nose busted, But before she could get any reprive she was tackled by Yosuke. Hey! That's not a Karate move!

She wanted to say that, But she was still feeling abour ready to throw up, If she opened her mouth she probably would, And that'd be really gross.

when she was taken to the ground, that's when the leader of the judo club came in, He and Yosuke began to stomp on her while she was down... These damned cheats!

Where were the teachers? Why wasn't there anyone intervening? It felt like she had been getting stomped on for hours, But the reality was, only about thirty seconds passed.

You see, Pain has a tendancy to eloingate time in the minds of those suffering from it, A migrane can make a second feel as long as a minute, A minute as long as an hour, To say nothing of how long an hour feels should such a thing last so long.

And now, Tomoe hanma was in the most pain she had ever felt as she was kicked while she was down, Spat upon, And mocked by the boys who used cowardly methods to get here in the first place.

[i-swear-my-name-isnt-raz]

I am so fucking tired of being mistreated and walked over. In order to be walked upon, you must be lying down. and I'm done lying down.

I am only starting to speak up about these kinds of grievances of mine in recent years because they have brought so much pain for the last 15 years. I have had former classmates tell me I didn't face racism growing up, or that I dealt with bullying. I have had others tell me I have nothing to fear on campus. A tall, white, straight man telling me, a queer jewish asian, that I shouldn't be at the very least worried is rich. I have traveled to more than 25 countries and to all four hemispheres, I think I can talk about where and where I don't feel safe. And right now I have felt safer walking through Istanbul at night than walking around my own city. And this is fully due to the rise in antisemitism. and the lack of support from goyim I have seen for the women who were raped and assaulted on 10/7.

I don't talk about being sexually assaulted and harassed for 6 years by one of my classmates because I have a friend who tells me people should have been nicer to my assaulter. This person also follows my main account, which is part of the reason I created this side blog. I don't want people who know me to see these posts. It's easier talking about deep trauma in front of strangers than people I have known for 16 years.

I am terrified that I will run into him one day. I cry about it at night. I hope that 10 plus years has changed my physical appearance enough to go unnoticed. I think one of the scariest realizations was that he still remembered me in high school, because one of his classmates went to my dojo. And she told me I was still on his list. It terrifies me that I could still be on his mind. I have blocked his family members on social media, because his grandmother and my mom are Facebook friends. Which means he could know what I look like now.

I never express this fear out loud because people around me see me as a strong person, which then makes it hard for me to break down around them. I am the strong person my friends go to for support, but I feel like I would crush them under the weigh of my problems. I mention it in passing sometimes, but I never get into the details. because it scares me to vocalize it.

I have trained in karate and Brazilian Jiu jitsu for 10 years. It took me two years before I was comfortable rolling (bjj version of sparring and training) with male students in full uniform. It took until my 7th year training to be comfortable wearing leggings and rash guard to class. I would wear gi pants and a rash guard, because the thought of men touching my legs with their hands makes my skin crawl. But once the pandemic came around, it was no longer practical to wear gi pants and cheaper to wear leggings. And even though I am one of the highest ranked women at my dojo, I still don't feel comfortable in male dominated classes, especially when I am wearing just leggings and a rash guard. In karate, it took me a few years before I was comfortable wearing just my bra under my gi. because I was worried how it appeared to men on the floor.

I have never been super comfortable wearing revealing clothing, but I have been slowly reclaiming those clothes. And I am slowly trying to overcome this trauma. I spent a good amount of time this summer not wearing a shirt because it was so fucking hot in Portugal (and I only brought seven shirts with me: 3 work shirts, 3 day trip shirts, 1 sleeping shirt). And for the first two weeks, I was living with three men and two women. It scared me at first, but I decided that if I am used to changing around women, and wearing skin tight clothing while grappling, I could wear my bra and biking shorts in my own living space. So I did. and it felt great.

I will keep talking about these events, partially because it makes me less afraid and partially because every time I tell a story, the easier it gets. Maybe one day I will be able to say some of the things in this post out loud. for now I will keep taking small steps

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The Karate Kid x Self Inserted OC! (K-12 Edition!)

Wake up.. You’re gonna be late.

The clock was then levitating and then thrown. Rosanna got out of bed and sat on it.

“Wait.. what was my dream again?” Rosanna mumbled and got up. She walked to her calendar.

“I remember feeling trapped in rising heat, and there were plastic or cardboard cutouts all around me, and my gums’ roots were pushing out my teeth, and the voice of a thousand angels said to me, “It’s temporary.”.” Rosanna said and then grabbed a crayon from the jar and drew a heart on her calendar.

Then Rosanna put the crayon back in the jar and started to walk away.

“Maybe that should be my mantra as I step into what will inevitably be the worst years of my life.” Rosanna mumbled.

Rosanna was near her closet and she kept speaking.

“Ah yes, off to a world in which girls are to wear pink dresses and boys blue pants. Well, I dyed my uniform and embroidered flowers on the sleeves.” Rosanna said and then laughed.

“Speaking of, I should probably change into my uniform right now. Nah.. That shit’s itchy. It can wait.” Rosanna said as she stepped inside the closet and changed. She then went out and walked to the bathroom.

She spoke again while in the bathroom.

“Oh yeah. And in my dream, you know, when the air below me was sucking my teeth out of their sockets, I noticed that my front two teeth stayed and the gap between them just kept getting larger and larger. How’s that even possible? I know right?” Rosanna said.

Rosanna walked to the kitchen to make her breakfast.

“I wish my mom wasn’t passed out right now and could at least drive me to the bus stop.” Rosanna said.

She tried to pour a bowl of cereal but a tarantula pops out of the box.

“Phillipe? What are you doing in there? Don’t scare me like that!” Rosanna talked to her tarantula as it crawled away.

“What was that angel’s name again? Was it Damian or Dante? No, I think it was Daniel.” Rosanna confessed while mumbling.

Rosanna is seen on the bus, next to her friend, Ali.

“I feel so sick.” Rosanna confessed.

“I can’t believe we have to do this.” Ali said.

“Do you think we’ll make any friends?” Rosanna asked.

“I hope so, but at least we have eachother.” Ali said.

“That’s true.” Rosanna said and smiled.

Then a paper airplane hits Rosanna. She opens it and it reads “gap toothed bitch”.

“Seriously? What does it say?” Rosanna asks Ali and gives the paper to her.

Ali then gets up and looks at the boy who sent the paper airplane.

“Real mature!” Ali stood up for Rosanna.

Then 2 boys started to say something.

“Aw, sad little baby! Go on!” The boys said.

“Does the bunny wabbit need some tissues?” Kelly said.

“I bet she has some in her bra!” Maya called out.

“It’s okay, just ignore them. Just plastic assholes.” Ali comforted Rosanna.

Then the kids started to chant.

“Crybaby, wah-wah!”

“This is.. K-12.” Rosanna said.

(WHEELS ON THE BUS)

The bus is thrown off the road and into the body of water below. The kids scream.

Rosanna was on the floor.

“C’mon! Get up! What are you doing?” Ali said and helped Rosanna up to her seat just right next to Ali.

Then, Rosanna and Ali used their powers and the bus is lifted to the sky.

“We should hang here more often.” Rosanna confessed.

“It’s so much better up here.” Ali said.

“This isn’t real... This isn’t real...” A boy said.

“Should we land this thing?” Rosanna said to Ali.

“Mm, Nah.” Ali said.

“I’m gonna jump out this window!” A boy said.

Then, Ali and Rosanna landed the bus right infront of the school. They got out. They bowed but didn’t face the driver.

Their panties said..

The bell chimed as Rosanna and Ali were going up the stairs.

“I don’t know why people are so scared of death.” Rosanna said.

“I agree. It’s just another part of life.” Ali said.

“You start in the womb and you end in the tomb.” Rosanna said.

“Wait a second. Where is everybody?” Ali asks.

“I don’t know if it’s because it’s cold in here, but I’m getting kind of a creepy chill down my back..” Rosanna said.

“I love it!” Rosanna and Ali said at the same time.

A ghost figure passes them behind which causes them to look behind them.

“What even was that?” Ali said.

“Scary.” Rosanna said.

They finished going up the stairs with their bookbags.

Rosanna sighs, “What’s the room number again?”

“222.” Ali responds.

Then doors show. One on the left said..

“221.” Rosanna said.

The one on the right said..

“223.” Ali said.

The one in the middle said..

“222.” They said.

The door opens and they see the classroom filled up besides two seats. Their seats.

“Class, would you like to inform Rosanna and Ali of what rule they did not follow today?” Ms. Daphne said.

“When the bell rings, you must be in your assigned seat.” The whole class said in unison.

“What are ya deaf? Sit your asses down!” Ms. Daphne said.

“Sorry, Ms. Daphne.” Rosanna and Ali muttered.

The loudspeaker notification beeps.

“All must stand for the pledge of allegiance. All rise!” The loudspeaker said.

“Henry! On your feet!” Ms. Daphne yelled at a boy.

“I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands...” The loudspeaker and students said in unison.

“I’m being generous with you, boy.” Ms. Daphne said.

“One nation under God...” The students and loudspeaker said.

“Last chance to stand...” Ms. Daphne said.

“Indivisible...” The loudspeaker and students said.

“And show some respect!” Ms. Daphne yelled.

“With liberty and justice for all.” The loudspeaker and students finished.

“You hear that? Liberty and justice for all? That’s bullshit.” Henry said.

Ms. Daphne presses a button. It beeps, calling security.

The door opens violently.

“Grab the boy. Get that one.” The man said.

“Quiet!” Another man said.

“Get off me! I didn’t do anything!” Henry said.

“Take him to the holding!” A man shouted.

“Put him in the back. This is what you get!” Another man shouted.

The three exit and the door slams shut.

Then, it was naptime. Rosanna and Ali find a secret passageway under the bed.

Rosanna flicks a light on.

“Ali?” Rosanna called out.

“I’m over here! Can you hear me?” Ali called out.

“Yea, where are you?” Rosanna asked.

“I’m trying to follow your voice.” Ali called out.

Ali got close to Rosanna.

“There you are.” Ali said.

“Finally. How do they expect us to sleep in here?” Rosanna said.

“I don’t know. I am kind of sleepy though.” Ali said

END OF CHAPTER 1.

[angeltreasure]

If you have the time to read this, please do! The author examines how karate is intertwined with eastern religious beliefs. In other words the suggestion of practicing karate over yoga is not a good option for a Christian in most circumstances - unless the sport is instructed through Christian organizations with the physical aspect only being taught (which I'm sure is what you meant to imply). Just wanted to share for the followers who may not be fully informed. (https://www.christianstudylibrary.org/article/karate-religion-or-just-good-healthy-physical-exercise)

Thank you for the article! I’ll have to read it. I thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to send this to me. I love reading about different cultures different to my own. I was that anime kid you had in class, so I am well aware of connections to some history.

To clarify, the karate schools I went to were teaching the styles to be used as self defense but also: to better the human character, regardless of religion, gender, ethnicity, and age. We did not practice any form of religion or non-Christian spirituality.

I have never seen of or heard of a Christian owned karate center. Perhaps they exist somewhere in another country, but we lived in a very small town. All kinds of students from all walks of life joined.

There was no danger of sin. I kept off the streets, formed appreciation of God’s creations, kept a healthy weight, and found it enjoyable as exercise. Unlike the direct links that yoga has, those karate schools were no Buddhist shrines. The only bows we made were when we faced each other to spar, not bow out to worship, but out of respect for another human being, we all as to say thank you to our instructors at the end of our class. These classes were no different then stretch classes attended at schools (besides the obvious uniforms and equipment and ways we moved).

If you don’t feel comfortable doing karate because you think it’s a danger for you to sin, then like I said in that previous ask days ago, don’t do it. Find something you enjoy that’s unique to you, something you find that works. Also, don’t stop praying.

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