#cobra kai nation

[elevenenthusiast]

Some people might not wanna admit it but Miguel has really changed Johnny as a person and shifted his views on a lot of things. It's upsetting that we haven’t seen much of Johnny and Robby’s relationship and the fact that they haven’t fully reconciled. Saying that Robby is Johnny's "real son" tho and calling Miguel a random or replacement is just wrong. You can dislike Johnny for being absent in Robby’s life but that doesn’t mean you can’t see things from different perspectives. Johnny’s bond with Miguel genuinely helped him get out of that deadbeat alcoholic phase he was stuck in back in season 1. Even if there wasn’t a huge shift between Johnny and Robby, Johnny would probably still be the same guy he was in season 1 and might’ve even been worse, not even trying to be part of Robby’s life. I get that some of you won’t be happy with this because it’s not "enough" but the point is, Johnny being absent in Robby’s life doesn’t justify saying derogatory things about Miguel especially about a Latino kid. That makes it even more ICKY.

[natlacentral]

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I asked Dallas and Ian from @avatarnetflix if Zuko and Sokka (without their powers) would win in a fight against Miguel & Hawk! Would be a very interesting fight 🔥

What do you think? Let me know in the comments below! 🐍

[miriadalia]

Sensei edition 😎

Round 5

[moonlit-knightz]

Y’ALL NO WAY!!! TANNER IS WEARING A GHOST FACE SHIRT AND IM WRITING A SCREAM FIC!! AND XOLO JUST POSTED THIS!! I STAY WINNING❤️❤️❤️

[abracazabka]

Good Mx... I am here to ask about your favorite trans Dutch headcanons and if there are any pics you recommend 🫣

OH BOY A FAVORITE TOPIC OF MINE!!!

I'll start off this ask by recommending this fic, "Fight Like a Man" by my good friend @miyagi-hokarate , a mutual with whom I've discussed trans Dutch at length, and who has contributed to many of my headcanons about Dutch. Much of what I say here will be because of discussions with them. Now, on to it:

My idea of a trans Dutch is that, similar to a lot of trans folks (me cough cough) he has a pretty bad relationship with his parents, especially his dad. They don't like to acknowledge his identity or, really, their son. And at times neither does Dutch, for a while. He wants to prove his maleness through the only way he knows how, and sometimes that means hiding who he is. He has a lot of internalized misogyny and the militaristic rhetoric about masculinity Kreese spews has shaped who he is as a young man. (points very conspicuously to the aforementioned fic). However, post-TKK I do think he comes into his own as a proud trans guy and the Cobras are entirely supportive. Duh.

(I - we, I should say, as these are very joint heacanons - think Tommy knew first out of all the Cobras. Because I'm a Dutch/Tommy truther lol.)

Dutch canonically is a wild child and this would be the case with or without a trans identity. However, I think as a young kid he was a "problem child" because he knew basically most of his life he was a boy. (again, jerks my head in the direction of that fabulous fic). I think later in his life he is perfectly fine, however, referring to his childhood as "when he was a girl." This is a point of contention amongst trans folks, but as an older trans guy, and someone very blunt, Dutch would refer to his childhood that way.

Anyway I love trans Dutch because Dutch is soooo problematic. "Is that allowed, can you make a problematic character trans?" Yeah, sure, just did. He's my favorite terrible man in the world.

Now as far as photos, I dont really have any which mark Dutch as trans. Obviously the film does not present him this way, this is my personal headcanon for a good time.

But scenes I'd draw your attention to are at the tournament, when Dutch is waiting on the sidelines during the whole montage of fighting. He is bouncing up and down and cannot contain all this violent energy. This, in addition to the locker scene where he is very aggressive toward Daniel, is where my interest in his presentation of masculinity is most centered. He has an idea of a what a man is, and as we know from the whole damn plot of the movie, it's not the greatest. The Cobras have this toxic idea too, but it's so interesting for a trans guy. The scene with Daniel, miyagi-hokarate and I really obsess over, because Dutch has this intense aggression and hatred for how Daniel presents himself as a man. Daniel's masculinity is notably different than the Cobras, but Dutch feels he can't be the kind and earnest kind of young man Daniel is, because then he's not really a man. Because surely, Kreese is the best example of what it means to be a man...(incorrect buzzer sound)

I do suggest searching up trans Dutch on tumblr search, because I feel like there's at least 1 or 2 fanarts out there.

Sorry for rambling I truly could go on for an age but Uh, Nah Lol AJFJRJFJ but yes hehe. My fevered thoughts. Go follow @miyagi-hokarate if you dont already ❤️

[agnesandhilda]

between the sekai taikai kids jeering the miyagi do crew for being americans and the new badguy sensei being established to be fluent in two languages in a scene that contrasts him with a johnny written to be more ignorant than ever cobra kai season six has a definite cold war sports movie vibe that I wasn't expecting

[terrence-silver]

How do you think Terry celebrates 4th of July? Privately with Beloved or does he throw a huge party?

---

I tend to see Terry Silver as someone who is incredibly patriotic.

His share of personal gripes, baggages, traumas and feelings of jadedness after the Vietnam war aside which we can only speculate on (and I'm sure he has plenty of those too, but that is another subject altogether) he comes off as someone who could be nationalistic to the point of underlining bigotry and downright exceptionalism, once one knows him. Really knows him. Ugly, but true. John 'It is a free country' Kreese affirmably is, for example. And I don't think the snake-apple fell far from the snake-tree in John's and Terry's case. They're likeminded individuals, ultimately. So, of course the 4th of July gets celebrated. Do you even have to ask?

Man's just about as big, glitzy and bombastic as the holiday itself.

Especially in the 70's and 80's, where the political landscape was entirely different.

Nixon and Reagan were in office, after all.

He's undoubtedly at some thematic fundraiser, holding an inspirational speech on how important introducing American youth to the wonders of martial arts is all while generously (oh, so generously) donating training gear and equipment to the underprivileged and beaming when he receives a thunderous applause as the fireworks go off above head. America's the world, after all. Or perhaps, he's at a celebratory ribbon cutting ceremony opening some facility, tactically choosing the 4th of July as the meaningful date to do it, purely to associate himself and all his endeavors with an inherently homegrown holiday, making himself and everything attached to himself as American as can be. Symbols are important. He gets that. He knows how to play public perceptions perfectly. Sure, maybe he hosts a color coded private party for his rich associates where the dress code is either red, either white or blue. Pick one. Tuxes obligatory. He's extravagant about it, he's exuberant about it, he's excessive and he's pretty proud about it too. Yes.

Things change drastically as the new millennia rolls around. In the 2010's

The 20's.

I speak frequently how Terry Silver changes as social norms change.

That he changes depending of what is the new acceptable 'it thing' and as times and generations move along, he moves along with them, like a chameleon, shedding skin, changing faces. Literally the thing he is best at. What was the norm thirty or forty years ago no longer is to the degree it would've been in his past and he switches masks accordingly, adapting to the new way of things to fly under the radar, and perhaps Terry, as an old man, seemingly wouldn't really celebrate the 4th of July. Not openly. It becomes a covert, private thing along with all his actual opinions and worldviews and quite literally his whole past as well.

He's not only an exceptionalist now, he's an isolationist too.

Especially when he maintains a seemingly more Liberal upper crust elite around himself as token company when we're reintroduced to him, because this time around, they're the new acceptable and the new good and he surrounds himself with them as background decoration because they serve a purpose or possibly helping everyone forget that he was that guy who ran Dynatox. You know? That company polluting developing countries for major global profit? Not very egalitarian or mindful of Terrence. Not only does he never mention (hide?) he served in the military, for example (Because I doubt any of them would be tremendously approving it. Emile might burst in and jokingly call him a war criminal.) but a great many of them might see celebrating the 4th of July as tacky. Nationalistic. Backwards. So, whatever Terry does becomes fiercely intimate in his later life in general, even though he might seem like the most open, friendly, rehabilitated person in the world on the surface level. I feel he is still patriotic, but things become tucked away. For his eyes only. Intimate.

4th rolls around and he might crack open some special vintage for himself.

Something priceless he's been saving for actual decades.

Toasting to what he might see as 'the good old days'.

[mike-pimp12]

So today we end on a high note... 30,052 words. I am now back on track and no longer behind for NaNoWriMo. I wrote 3601 words today. Once I have that first draft done on Nov. 30th, I can revise it and work on it. But the first step is always writing that first crappy draft.

[reveseke]

Working on few oneshots at the moment, but wanna sent some ideas for small blurbs to tackle from any listed(or unlisted) fandoms(link)?

[patheticblorbloscholar]

I just wanted to know whose stupid idea it was to have Carrie underwood perform for a karate tournament because I haven't watched that episode in a hot minute and I still cringe.

[elevenenthusiast]

This pretty much sums up being a fan of the bond between Johnny and Miguel but still upset that Johnny still isn’t present in Robby’s life

[miriadalia]

Round 3

[elisiassideb1tch]

I love YasMoon sm !! this is such an underrated ship- defo one of my fav noncanon hyperfemme sapphic couples EVER !

Stand there like a ghost Shaking come the rain She'll open up the door And say, "Are you insane?"

Say it's been a long six months And you were too afraid to tell her what you want

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

And then you say "I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever"

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

Remind her how it used to be With pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks Tell her how you must've lost your mind When you left her all alone and never told her why

And that's how it works That's how you lost the girl

And now you say "I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever"

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

And you know That I don't want you to go

Remind me how it used to be Pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks And say you want me

And then you say "I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl That's how it works

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl That's how it works!

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl Get the girl! That's how it works

And that's how it works That's how you get the girl And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

That's how it works That's how you got the girl

***

Imagine an AU where Yasmine doesn't dance around the point for 5 seasons and actually fucking TELLS Moon she's In Lesbians with her after Moon breaks up with Piper. Imagine Yasmine not being so cripplingly terrified of her own sexuality that she jumps into the world's most shallow mutual beard relationship to try and hide her feelings. Imagine Yasmine standing in the pouring February rain outside Moon's door, hands full of strawberry heart candy boxes, and bouquets bursting with hyacinth, flax, hydrangea and white rose, and even a whole fucking organic raspberry smoothie, however the hell she managed to fit that in there.

Imagine Yasmine spilling her heart out, saying she only ever lashed out at Moon at the Canyon party because she was gutted at the thought her best friend--the girl she allowed her to know her in ways most could never dream of--would pick some stupid-haired stranger over her. Imagine her eyes growing damp, and her thanking the powers that be that she was already dripping all over Moon's porch too much for her friend to notice a little extra moisture. Imagine Moon chastising her, gently but firmly. Telling her she's going to get sick if she stands out in the soaking wet cold for much longer.

And then Moon ushers her inside, dries her off with a fluffy paisley-print towel. Wraps her in blankets and sits her on the couch. Gets them blunts to numb out the pain of two broken hearts.

When Moon flicks her lighter, Yasmine's phone screen lights up too. A concerned text from her mom, fretting over her driving in the storm. Understandable--Yasmine doesn't have the best driving record on the clearest of days.

Moon notices Yasmine's lockscreen is a picture they took ages ago. Freshman year, a few weeks after they started getting adventurous in the back of the Range Rover. Squeezed together in a mall photo booth, Yasmine's lips squashed against Moon's cheek. Yasmine's eyes shut in sleepy happiness, her beam so big that her one visible dimple was widened into a little crater.

That kind of simple joy seemed so distant now. Something from a past life, long since torn apart by Yasmine's ego and cruelty and ruthless drive to make it to the top. Her terror of irreparably falling from grace if people knew who she really was. Who she truly loved.

But maybe she and Moon can have it back if Yasmine puts on her big girl panties and sucks it up. Grows some balls. (Or...lady balls. Whatever.) Admits she acted like a conceited bitch, and took the one person for granted who was prepared to follow her almost to the ends of the earth. Tell Moon that half a year without her interwoven into Yasmine's life as tightly as a French braid was the hardest half a year Yasmine's ever had.

Because that summer had chipped away at Yasmine like a blunted carving knife. It sliced off little pieces of her every time she wondered if Moon was happy she was gone, or what Stupid Blue Mohawk could give that Yasmine couldn't.

Because that fall had eaten at Yasmine with a dull, persistent ache. Moon held her at arm's length, insisting on "just friends" while she swapped kisses with Piper in the hallway. A distance that felt like thousands of miles when Yasmine had once been so close that she could feel soft, aloe-apricot-lotioned skin against hers and smell lilac, lily of the valley, and hazelwood musk wreathing around her.

And Yasmine is done missing out on the beautiful things in life because she's too busy living in fear of what others think.

"I want you," she says. "For better, for worse, whatever. Whatever the future brings, I want to face it with you. And if that means--if that means you need me to wait for you, I will. If you need a while before you can be with someone like that again, then I'll be there when you're ready. Because I love you, and I'm tired of worrying about people not accepting it. Because I don't fucking care anymore."

And maybe it's the blunt talking--or the sugar from all the candy their munchies made short work of--but it feels like the next second, Moon is kissing her a thousand times harder than she used to.

"And I don't give a fuck about my dad's wedding," Yasmine finds a way to squeeze out, long after their limbs (and mouths) are entangled on Moon's bed. "All that asshole ever does is give me shit about how I don't have a boyfriend, so he can suck it. I'm taking you to junior prom."

Moon brightens. "Really?"

"Uh, yeah. And I'm gonna rent us the best limo. And take you to the fanciest dinner. And get you a corsage that makes everyone else's look like they dug them out of the garbage."

Then Moon laughs and leans into her, and god, she missed this. "Well, then I look forward to it."

And just like that, Yasmine's future is a vast, majestic, and insurmountable thing, as bright and gleaming as the ocean on a sunny day. And as it washes over her, one salt-spray day at a time, it seems to bring one nice surprise after another.

There are dances to be had, pressed into each other in shimmering gowns and screaming when their favorite songs come on. There are quiet spots to be found, up on secluded hills with their arms circling one another's shoulders as they look over that ethereal blend of rolling city lights and faint stars. There are beaches to be walked, manicured hand in manicured hand.

And sure, maybe Yasmine will get a little bit disinherited along the way. Old-fashioned parents had a way of not understanding these kinds of things.

But it'll all be worth it if it ends with her getting the girl.

***

HIIIII YASMOON WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK FOR REAL THIS TIME

With...BRAND NEW CONTENT!!!

I realized I've been making these girls A Thing for the last 2 Valentine's, and I ain't about to break my streak now!!! Besides, I haven't posted YasMoon moodboards in like 5 million years. I was getting funky little lesbian collage withdrawal </3

Hilariously, I actually made this moodboard sometime like. Last spring??? And I remember being like "wow!!! This would be a really cute February/Valentine's Day post!!! Too bad I'm probably going to want to put it on the tumblr it way before then in an impulsive, YasMoon-moodboard-posting frenzy :(" BUT THEN!!! Miracle of miracles, I guess, and my life dissolved into such utter pandemonium in the next several months after I made this that I simply did not manage to post this bad boy before next Valentine's Day rolled around. So...all according to plan??? Mission accomplished???

And then. AND THEN. I STILL didn't manage to post it before midnight on the National Love Day itself ^^; Ahhhh uhhhhh just ignore that ^^;

Utterly unashamed of how pink and cutesy and fluffy this ended up being. That's just what hyperfemme lesbians are like on Valentine's, what can I say!!! Although looking at this thing always makes me hungry. God, I want those candy hearts and those smoothies so bad ;_____; I also would like a cute girlfriend to sit on a hill with and overlook the city lights and a cute girlfriend whose manicured hand I can hold on the beach, but that is neither here nor there. Also a much less immediate and important desire than those candy hearts. I'm going to hit up them discount candy deals anD FIND THOSE LITTLE CANDY HEARTS DAMMIT I NEED THEM

YASMOON TAG LIST MY BELOVEDS @multifandom-lesbian09 @karatecaulfield @themasterusersblog @ficusin @gemini-sensei @elisiassideb1tch ask and ye shall receive, welcome to the taglist and also a club of the coolest and sexiest people on planet earth 💗🧡🤍 YASMOON NATION RISE UPPP

As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request! If you're curious, the Yasmine and Moon pic I used here comes from some behind-the-scenes pictures of Hannah and Annalisa from Season 5 :3

[msfbgraves]

Keeping in mind the danger of flogging a dead horse:

Cobra Kai has shown its true colours: it's a deeply conservative show about a piece of shit white guy who suffers no consequences for any of his assholery; like him it's lowkey racist, deeply sexist with utterly mediocre writing. There are so many shows like that it's not worth getting upset about. But usually, at least they're upfront about it. They're going to performatively humiliate Daniel to show him his proper place as Other (when has American media done anything else to any of Ralph's characters?), and are probably ending with Daniel handing Johnny the trophy with the words "You're alright, Lawrence." Balance restored.

Going off about that now feels as redundant as raging against Stephen Moffat, who also never hid what he was. I owe CK the madness that is part III of The Karate Kid and a wider exploration of Ralph Macchio's hidden gems. I simply can't stop thinking: did they have to? Did they have to take one of the few things that actually float my boat and turn it into something American incels can jerk off to? I kept saying that Cobra Kai was a show fighting to be good but it isn't. Not anymore. It's revealed itself to be a vehicle to dismantle everything The Karate Kid stood for and fuck them for that, honestly. Everything in this world already is for boomers. Daniel LaRusso and Mr Miyagi were not all American heroes. They were more universal. The Republicanism of Cobra Kai is off putting: it feels like being stuck in one room with the American deligation of the Model United Nations - loud, arrogant, completely convinced of their brilliance yet so shallow that the only thing they could ask members of their host country was "hey dude, where can I buy weed around here?" The type of person you'd collectively pretend not to know English for. Had it been that from the first season onward I would have not wasted my time. Now I am having to debate suffering through the Johnny Lawrence is a Badass show to see two of my favourite characters, knowing full well that the only thing they're going to do is mistreat my blorbo, or not watch it and enjoy my fandom in peace.

Fuck this American propaganda. I want some random African or South American dojo to win the Sekai Taikai.

[wishingforatypewriter]

Day 1: Holiday (Cobra feat. Linzolt)

This was written for Day 1 of my little Four Seasons OC Challenge. This one centers on Cobra (aka Akiak) who is a founding member of the Triple Threat Triad, Zolt's closet friend, and Viper's older brother.

As soon as Cobra opened the door to his fourth-floor walkup, he was greeted with the rich, savory smell of meat roasting. He followed the scent to the kitchen, where Lusa was bending down to take an arctic hen out of the oven. 

“Let me get that, Luz,” he said, but by the time he grabbed a pair of tea towels, his fiancee had already moved the bird onto the cooling rack and started flipping the puffin-seal sausages on the stove.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around her middle, hands coming to rest on the baby bump that was just beginning to show. “What happened to taking it easy, huh?” he asked. “The doctor said—”

“Is the doctor going to come here and cook for the Moon Festival?” Lusa replied. “We’ve got your friends tonight and my family tomorrow and your mother already asked if I could bring over some mooncakes and blueberry cookies.”

“You spoke to my mother?”

“One of us has to,” she replied with a pointed look. “And if I can’t promise her the whole family around the table this year, the least I can do is send some desserts. Now, release me. I have noodles to roll.”

Cobra left a lingering kiss on her cheek before letting her go. “At least let me help.” 

“Did you buy the good gin for the polar martinis?”

“Of course,” he said, gesturing towards the large paper bag on the counter. 

“Good. Now go have one for me and entertain your guests,” she said and then promptly shooed him and his gin out of her kitchen.

A few sips into what turned out to be a damn good polar martini, the doorbell rang, and Cobra buzzed in the first of their visitors. A minute later, Zolt and Meilin strolled in, bearing more top shelf liquor and Fire Nation sweets.

“Thanks for coming, guys,” Cobra said, taking the bottles of ice wine and bourbon from them. 

“Thanks for having us,” Meilin replied as Zolt helped her out of her long green coat with fur trim. It was perhaps too nice a coat for the factory girl persona she put on whenever Zolt brought her around, but there was no good way of telling her that without ruining the evening. 

“Think we can afford to cut our people a bonus for the holiday?” Zolt asked once they were settled on the couch. 

Cobra considered it for a moment, weighing the possibility against what he’d last seen in the accounting books. “Then we’d have to do the same thing for the Fire Festival and the Spring Equinox to prove we’re not biased.” 

Zolt shrugged. “We can probably swing it.” 

Cobra bit back a sigh at his friend's magical thinking. “Not unless we edge the Agni Kais out of sports betting, and even then—” 

“Enough triad talk. It's the holidays,” Lusa said as she entered the room, carrying a tray of appetizers. “And poor Meilin’s probably bored out of her mind.”

Cobra took the tray from her and set it down on the coffee table. Then he took her hand and guided her to take his seat on the couch. “You've been on your feet too long, my love.”

“But dessert—”

“I’ll finish it,” he said. 

Lusa gave her head an amused shake. “You have many talents, Akiak, but baking is not one of them.” 

“Don't worry,” Zolt told her. “I'll make sure he doesn't fuck it up.” 

Lusa sent Meilin a questioning look—‘can he actually bake?’—and received a nod and a little smile in return.

“Alright, fine,” she finally said, and leaned back against the couch, one hand on her stomach and started chatting up Meilin. 

“I can't believe you’re gonna be someone's dad soon and you still can't cook for shit,” Zolt said once they were in the kitchen, and he picked up right where Lusa left off.

“And I can't believe you haven't proposed to Meilin yet,” he replied without missing a beat. 

Zolt sighed. “That's not on the table. She wouldn’t want…”  He handed Cobra a bowl of wet ingredients. “Just fuck off and stir that.” 

“Aren’t you supposed to be the optimist between us?” Cobra asked. “All I’m saying is she might surprise you.”

[starglaee]

Cobra Kai Season 6 is just Glee Season 2: see below (but beware of season 6 spoilers)

Cobra Kai: We need team captains!

Glee: We need lead soloists for Nationals!

Cobra Kai: Let’s spar for it.

Glee: Let’s audition for it.

Cobra Kai: Tory’s mom died right before selections.

Glee: Sue’s sister died during our nationals prep.

Cobra Kai: Oh well here’s the Sekai Taikai even though we’ve only been doing karate for two years.

Glee: Anyway one episode later is nationals and we’re going to win even though this is only the second year of our club.

Cobra Kai: USA! USA! We have heart but also our audience knows we may be a bit underprepared for this international competition.

Glee: Everyone roots for the underdog and we’re going to ignore the fact that we are severely unprepared since we’re writing original songs one day before competition.

Like which of TB3 watched Glee and then went to write season 6?

Can’t wait to see if they have more similarities in part 2 teehee

It’s not serious by any means btw. Just hilarious to me, and hopefully you got a laugh, too