#conversations. ⸻ john ' johnny ' lawrence.

[karatelives-a]

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＂         YOU   NEVER   KNOW   WHEN   TO   STOP.         ＂

[theweirdcobrakaifan]

Wish there was a long conversation in that cave with terry and kreese like talking about the tattoos or 35 years of kreese leaving or terry leaving kreese to take over the company

I'm admittedly very tired of this whole 'You're my weakness', 'No, you're MY weakness' 'No, I'm not!' storyline they chose for Terry Silver, John Kreese and Johnny Lawrence respectively seeing how it is one that's going on for the second season now. I literally don't see it going anywhere but in circles ad nauseum. It's pointless.

[derekfoxwit]

The Best Picture Oscar My Way (1951-1979)

Here is Part 3 of my “Best Picture My Way” series. The last two are found here. My stipulations can be found in Part 1.

For convenience sake, I’ll relay this message. For Best Picture, I’m only gonna list the nominated producer for newly added films (here’s the Wikipedia page for the rest). I will mostly go with the ones credited as “produced by” or “p.g.a.” (if the latter is shown) on IMDB as the nominees. Limit is five.

Also, if you’re wondering why there are more years listed here than the other two, that’ll be answered in the next part.

1951

Rashomon - Minoru Jingo

Ace in the Hole - Billy Wilder

A Place in the Sun

Strangers on a Train - Alfred Hitchcock

A Street Called Desire

1952

High Noon

Forbidden Games - Robert Dorfmann

Singing in the Rain - Arthur Freed

Moulin Rogue

The Quiet Man

1953

Roman Holiday

From Here to Eternity

Shane

The Big Heat - Robert Arthur

The Stalag 17 - Billy Wilder

1954

On the Waterfront (still)

Rear Window - Alfred Hitchcock

The Caine Mutiny

Dial M for Murder - Alfred Hitchcock

Johnny Guitar - Nicholas Ray

1955

Marty (still)

The Night of the Hunter - Paul Gregory

Rebel Without a Cause - David Weisbart

The Long Grey Line - Robert Arthur

Mister Roberts

1956

Tea and Sympathy - Pandro S. Berman

The Ten Commandments

Giant

The Killing - James B. Harris

The Searchers - Patrick Ford

1957

The Bridge on the River Kwai (still)

12 Angry Men

Nights of Cabiria - Dino De Laurentiis

Witness for the Persecution

The Seventh Seal - Allan Ekelund

1958

Vertigo - Alfred Hitchcock

Mon Oncle - Jacques Tati

Touch of Evil - Albert Zugsmith

Auntie Mame

The Defiant Ones

1959

Ben-Hur (still)

Anatomy of a Murder

North by Northwest - Alfred Hitchcock

Some Like It Hot - Billy Wilder

The Diary of Anne Frank

1960

The Apartment (still)

Psycho - Alfred Hitchcock

Elmer Gantry

The Magnificent Seven - John Sturges

The Alamo

1961

West Side Story (still)

Through a Glass Darkly - Allan Ekelund

The Hustler

Judgment at Nuremberg

Breakfast at Tiffany’s - Martin; Jurow; Richard Shepherd

1962

Lawrence of Arabia (still)

To Kill a Mockingbird

Mutiny on the Bounty

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance - Willis Goldbeck

The Longest Day

1963

8 1/2 - Angelo Rizzoli

The Great Escape - John Sturges

Lillies of the Field

America, America

Cleopatra

1964

Mary Poppins

Dr. Strangelove

My Fair Lady

The Umbrellas of Cherbourg - Mag Bodard

Woman in the Dunes - Kiichi Ichikawa; Tadashi Ono

1965

The Sound of Music (still)

Doctor Zhivago

A Patch of Blue - Pandro S. Berman; Guy Green

Darling

Ship of Fools

1966

Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woof?

A Man for All Seasons

The Professionals - Richard Brooks

The Sand Pebbles

A Man and A Woman - Claude Lelouch

1967

Persona - Ingmar Bergman

The Graduate

The Jungle Book - Walt Disney

In The Heat of the Night

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner

1968

2001: A Space Odyssey - Stanley Kubrick

Oliver!

Funny Girl

The Lion in Winter

Rosemary’s Baby - William Castle

1969

Midnight Cowboy (still)

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

Z

The Wild Bunch - Phil Feldman

Easy Rider - Peter Fonda

1970

Patton (still)

M*A*S*H

Five Easy Pieces

Love Story

Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion - Marina Cicogna; Daniele Senatore

1971

The French Connection (still)

The Last Picture Show

McCabe & Mrs. Miller - Mitchell Brower; David Foster

A Clockwork Orange

Fiddler on the Roof

1972

The Godfather (still)

The Emigrants

Cabaret

The Heartbreak Kid - Edgar J. Scherick

The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie - Serge Silberman

1973

Cries and Whispers

The Sting

The Exorcist

American Graffiti

Paper Moon - Peter Bogdanovich

1974

The Godfather Part II (still)

A Woman Under the Influence - Sam Shaw

Chinatown

The Conversation

Blazing Saddles - Michael Hertzberg

1975 (kept the same)

One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest (still)

Barry Lyndon

Dog Dag Afternoon

Jaws

Nashville

1976

Rocky (still)

Taxi Driver

Network

Mikey and Nicky - Michael Hausman

All the President’s Men

1977

Annie Hall (still)

Star Wars

The Goodbye Girl

Eraserhead - David Lynch

3 Women - Robert Altman

1978

The Deer Hunter (still)

Heaven Can Wait

Midnight Express

Days of Heaven - Bart Schneider; Harold Schneider

Dawn of the Dead - Richard P. Rubinstein

1979

Apocalypse Now

All That Jazz

Manhattan - Charles H. Joffe

Alien - Gordon Carroll; David Giler; Walter Hill

Kramer vs. Kramer

[tertiaryunit]

I was looking at a DX walkthrough and turns out Psionics are actually referenced - although in the sci-fi definition of the word, it's more about using technological means to achieve abilities that would be considered "paranormal".

Although I think this is an ironic conversation (I don't think a regular Versalife employee would be able to know about secret research like that), I would probably tie this with how in my lore Bob keeps testing on Lawrence to find a way to try and translate his Psychic abilities (which he can use naturally, without tech) to some device he could implant to his non-ESPER agents to make them able to use similar powers.

Interestingly enough, another employee at Versalife is called "John Smith", similar enough to "Johnny Smith" from Stephen King's "Dead Zone" which is about a psychic protagonist with Clairvoyance.

[cobraes]

their  partnership  gives  him  whiplash  some  days.    ⸻    most  days  in  fact.  just  when  it  started  to  feel  as  though  both  men  might  be  on  the  same  page,  something  would  happen  and  it  flipped  the  whole  book  right  back  to  the  beginning.  they’re  too  different,  too  headstrong;    neither  willing  to  accept  their  way  isn’t  the  only  way.  once  in  a  voicemail    (  'i  can’t  believe  i’m  saying  this,  but  i  guess  i  need  you  too.'  )    was  enough.    "i’m  not  the  one  with  half  his  head  out  the  game.  what  that  ponytail  prick  did,  yeah,  it  was  messed  up    …    but  he  never  would’ve  been  able  to  do  it  if  you’d  been  where  you  were  supposed  to  be.  here,  with  us."    natural  defence  mechanisms  kick  in.  the  ones  that  tell  him  to  fight  first,  talk  later.  it’s  an  automatic  reflex  that  johnny  can  barely  control,  even  when  he  tries.  jaw  clenches  half  a  beat  beat  later,  as  if  attempting  to  swallow  down  pride  and  silence  himself.  as  much  as  it  pains  him  to  admit,  larusso  isn’t  wrong.  the  sekai  taikai  is  no  normal  tournament.  they  don’t  stand  a  chance  if  they  carry  on  like  this.

his  head  tilts  up  towards  the  sky,  taking  a  moment  to  compose  himself  this  time  before  finally  relenting.  just  a  little  anyway.    "i  know  where  we  are,  man.  and  believe  it  or  not,  i  know  how  important  this  is  to  those  kids,  which  makes  it  important  to  me  too."    vocalising  thoughts  or  feelings  didn’t  come  as  easy  to  john  as  they  seemed  to  for  daniel.  he  didn’t  always  say  the  right  thing.  he’s  trying  though.  that’s  gotta  count  for  something.    "i  came  back  because  i  want  to  help  us  win  this  thing.  and  i  know  we  can’t  do  that  without  you  too."    this  is  bigger  than  his  pride  now.  daniel  isn’t  the  real  enemy  when  kreese  and  silver  stand  not  far  in  the  building  behind  them.  they  had  enough  battles  to  fight  without  him  making  it  harder  by  fighting  each  other  too.  he  gets  that  now.  "you’re  right.  i’ll  kick  your  ass  if  you  tell  anyone  i  said  that,  but    …    you’re  right.  we  gotta  put  this  shit  to  bed  and  focus  on  our  students.  i’m  ready  to  do  that  if  you  are."

@cobraes asked for x. for johnny.

The   streets   of   Barcelona   pulsed   with   energy,   tourists   and   locals   alike   bustling   past   the   cafes   and   shops   that   lined   La   Rambla.   Daniel   stood   at   the   edge   of   a   sun-drenched   plaza,   his   gaze   tracking   a   group   of   teenagers   practicing   their   kicks   and   katas,   the   passion   for   martial   arts   evident   even   in   their   unrefined   movements

"Johnny,"   Daniel   said,   turning   to   face   his   old   rival   and,   in   more   recent   years,   uneasy   ally.   He   sighed,   pushing   his   hands   into   his   pockets   as   if   that   could   somehow   steady   the   emotions   swirling   inside   him.   "We   can't   keep   fighting,"   he   began,   his   voice   gentle   but   firm.   "I   know   we've   managed   to   stay...   mostly   friendly,   but   whenever   we're   at   odds,   it's   like   a   ripple   effect.   The   kids—our   students—they   lose   their   way."

Daniel   shook   his   head,   his   frustration   tempered   by   a   deep   sense   of   responsibility.   "Look   at   where   we   are,"   he   gestured   to   the   plaza,   to   the   energy   and   potential   buzzing   all   around   them.   "We're   in   Barcelona   for   one   of   the   biggest   tournaments   in   the   world.   These   kids   came   here   to   prove   themselves,   to   show   that   they   can   be   more   than   just   extensions   of   our   past.   We   owe   it   to   them   to   set   an   example."

[keeneschoices]

anybody wants to scream with me about Cobra Kai and have meaningful conversations about generational trauma but also just yell random things in caps like "OMG CHOZEN IS SO CUTE UWU" and then comment on it?

[cobraes]

"no."    his  answer  is  quick.  possibly  a  little  too  quick,  no  real  thought  given  to  the  lesson  jeanny  is  attempting  to  teach  as  much  as  acting  on  impulse.    "if  i  don’t  tell  him  he’s  being  a  bitch,  who  will?"    the  fork  he’s  been  using  to  shovel  food  in  his  mouth  points  in  her  direction  instead,  as  if  to  further  emphasise  the  next  point.    "that’s  how  we  learn,  brown."    he’s  on  the  defence.    ⸻    or  is  it  shame?  johnny  knows  he  can  do  better  and  his  students  shouldn’t  have  to  be  the  ones  pointing  that  out  to  him,  but  old  habits  die  hard.  especially  when  daniel  larusso  is  involved.  heavy  sigh  finally  escapes  and  cutlery  drops  down  to  clatter  against  plate,  a  sign  he  MIGHT  be  accepting  defeat.    "i’m  not  the  one  pulling  a  disappearing  act  because  i  didn’t  get  my  own  way."    he  isn’t  entirely  sure  that’s  the  reason.  in  fact,  if  he  thinks  too  long  about  it,  he  starts  to  get  concerned  at  the  out  of  character  radio  silence  larusso  is  giving  them  all.  however,  it  still  seems  worth  pointing  out,  acting  as  nothing  more  than  an  attempt  to  take  the  heat  off  of  him  for  a  minute.    "what  am  i  supposed  to  do  if  he  isn’t  here?"

@cobraes asked for a season six part two beggining .

"Don't   you   get   tired   of   fighting   Sensei   LaRusso?"   And   she   plumps   herself   beside   Johnny   for   a   moment.   She   decided   she   would   voice   out   what   she   knows   her   father   would   say,   perhaps   to   give   some   wisdom   to   her   uncle   as   much   as   she   could.  

"You   two   are   our   senseis.   We   can't   function   as   a   team   if   you   two   are   at   odds.   Again."   And   they   already   saw   how   that   can   affect   them   in   the   end.   The   Sekai   Takai   was   meant   to   be   something   different,   a   new   beginning   for   all   of   them.   "This   is   my   first   official   tournament   and   you   are   spoiling   it."   Jeanny   said,   half   a   jest,   half   truth.

[gottagobackintime]

[terrence-silver]

I've seen a lot of Thomas's interviews lately. I've come across one where he mentions that there's a deleted scene from s5 that would make us understand why Terry is not afraid to die.... and I don't know your thoughts on that scene where Terry is conversing with Kim and having a drink before the trio of "good guys " trespass.

I just feel his body language and tone he used whilst talking about youth was somewhat depressing. I personally hate that terminally ill theory ,but what do you think about all of this...could it mean..?

I'm literally on the verge of not going back to the show if they kill Terry...hated how they developed his character and how he really never got the chance ...sure he's deceptive and manipulative...but seriously he was not the bad guy here.

P.s sorry for the ranting 😭just a bunch of ck disappointment.

What are your thoughts on this situation?

Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised if they kill him off.

I mean, I hate it, and wow, what a waste, but it wouldn't surprise me.

I can literally see Terry's whole schpeel in Season 6, if Season 6 ever even happens is, and here is a prediction; He bails himself out of jail because he is realistically too rich to stay there, he turns out to be terminally ill (maybe he gets a compassionate release due to it), and he kidnaps the Jarmen baby as a one final 'If I'm going to die, I'm taking someone down with me', because we need to hit all the stereotypes, including making Terry Silver a baby-stealing Jewish man taking over the world a la something out of a blood libel. Or maybe John Kreese does the kidnapping. Heck, maybe John Kreese does the rescuing and that is his redemption? Saving Johnny Lawrence's legacy from Terry Silver? Either ways, I just feel this nonsense will happen. Maybe we get a roof-top showdown of John and Terry fighting over a stolen baby.😂 Reason why it is particularly jarring is because, and I have said this before, the show went about literally redeeming every villain and denoting Daniel's past trauma to a set of quirky jokes and 'ha-ha, remember when...'', and yet in the same vein we are expected to have these immense stakes with Terry. Like, why? If Mike Barnes nearly throwing Daniel off of a cliff and terrorizing him to the point where Daniel couldn't even fight a tournament out of sheer fear is a-okay all of a sudden, where does the moral high-ground of villainy even stand in this universe anymore and why should we really care?

So, yeah, I think he might just die because the writers need to tie up loose ends.

[pilvimarja]

Drabble | Ficlet | ●●● | teen Lawrusso | adult Lawrusso |

Prompt used: “I’ll kick his ass.” and “Breathe with me. Come on. Breathe. You got it - there you go.”

(Post-season 3, content warning for panic attack, Terry Silver makes an appearance)

LaRusso makes Johnny arrive at the dojo almost an hour before the students so they can go over whatever new lesson plan he’s cooked up in his over-excited head. Johnny would rather shoot from the hip, but LaRusso could be right about some of their teaching methods clashing a little too hard, and even Johnny doesn’t want a repeat of the balance wheel incident from last week. He’s got no idea what going viral means, but he’s pretty sure it’s got nothing to do with catching a cold.

He parks his car next to LaRusso’s polished Audi and turns his eyes to the rear-view mirror as he fits his headband over his forehead. It might be smaller than LaRusso’s with the fancy lotus flowers, but it’s from Ali and that’s all that counts.

There’s movement behind his reflection and Johnny watches as the gate to the garden is pushed open. A man walks to the dusty yard, tall and well-dressed, his silver hair almost glowing in the afternoon sun.

Johnny gets out of the car and watches the guy over the rim of his shades. Could be that they’ve scored a new student, but the guy looks more like the rich Encino pricks that used to kiss Sid’s ass at the country club than a karate parent.

“You must be Sensei Lawrence,” the man calls out, walking across the yard with his hand outstretched, smiling at Johnny like they’re old friends. “Two-time All Valley champion! John has told me all about you.”

“Who?” Johnny frowns, feeling like he’s missed some crucial part of the conversation.

There’s something unsettling in the guy’s expression as he takes in Johnny’s appearance, lifting his brow into a skeptical arch. “Well. I guess the 80s were a while ago, huh, Champ?”

The whole interaction turns instantly sour as Johnny’s brain connects the dots. “Wait, you mean John Kreese?”

“Yes, John and I go way back.” The man grabs Johnny’s hand and gives it a firm shake, his shark smile stretching from ear to ear. “Terry Silver.”

“Look, man, I don’t give a shit.” Johnny yanks his hand away and stands up a little straighter, squaring his shoulders. “I think it’s time for you to vacate the premises, buddy.”

“You know what, you're right," Silver lifts his arm and makes a show of checking his over-priced watch, “John and I have a class to teach. And I must say, your son Robby is already making a lot of progress. We think he's got potential to follow in his father’s footsteps, become Cobra Kai’s next champion.”

Johnny digs his nails into his palms and glares at Silver through his shades, tastes a burst of iron on his tongue as he buries his teeth into his cheek.

“I’ll see you around, Mr. Lawrence. And let Danny-boy know I enjoyed our reunion,” Silver says, grinning like a maniac as he gets into his Tesla.

Danny-boy? What the fuck? Trust LaRusso to be friends with rich creeps like Silver.

Silver speeds away, leaving Johnny to stand in a cloud of dust. He makes his way to the dojo and the knowledge that his kid is being taught not just by one, but two geriatric karate maniacs kind of makes him want to throw up the cold burrito he had for lunch. He’s failed Robby from the moment he drew his first breath, but allowing him to fall into Kreese’s snake pit might be his worst fuck up yet.

“Hey, LaRusso, you in there?” Johnny calls, toeing his shoes off on the deck. “Who the hell was that asshole? Don’t tell me you’re actually friends with—” he pushes one of the shoji doors aside and stops dead in his tracks when he spots LaRusso, hunched in the middle of the dojo on his hands and knees, trembling like a leaf.

“What the hell?” Johnny rushes to Daniel’s side and drops down on his knees. “You hurt?”

Daniel stares at the tatami with vacant eyes, sucking in labored, wheezing breaths, his fingers digging into his thighs, and Johnny’s not sure he’s even aware of his presence.

“Hey, hey, Daniel, look at me.” Johnny snaps his fingers in front of Daniel’s nose until he finally looks up with huge, wet eyes. “What’s going on, man? Are you having a stroke or something?”

Daniel shakes his head and wraps his fingers around Johnny’s forearms, his grip almost bruising. “It’s a—a panic attack.”

“Panic what?” Johnny feels like he’s been tossed into the deep end of a pool with his hands tied, and shit, he really needs to apologize to Miguel for that. “Can I-can I do something?”

Daniel squeezes his eyes shut and drags his hands up to Johnny’s chest, slipping them inside his gi, and Johnny does his best not to flinch when there are suddenly two ice cold palms pressed against his pecs. “Just help me—breathe.”

Johnny nods, wrapping his fingers around Daniel’s hands in a gentle hold. He thinks of all the breathing exercises Daniel has forced him to do after class, filling his lungs as slow as he can, in and out, in and out.

“Yeah, that’s it. Breathe with me. Come on. Breathe.”

Daniel’s hands tremble against Johnny’s chest, his blunt nails digging into tender skin, but he starts to get his breathing under control one agonizing inhale at a time.

“You got it—there you go.” Johnny reaches out to push Daniel’s lopsided hachimaki up on his forehead and wipes his thumb over the droplet of sweat clinging to his cupid’s bow. “You good, man?”

Daniel slumps forward and rests his forehead against Johnny’s shoulder, his muscles still twitching every few seconds. “Yeah, I think it’s passing. Thank you, John.”

“Jesus Christ, LaRusso…” Johnny splays his fingers between Daniel’s shoulder blades and gives his back an awkward rub. “What the hell was that? And who was that Terry Silver guy?” He flexes his fingers against Daniel’s spine, his cheeks prickling with a hot flush of rage. “Did he do this to you?”

There’s an awkward stretch of dead air between them as Daniel stands up and straightens his gi, his face still sallow and clammy. “Can you grab me an Evian from the fridge?”

“A what?”

Daniel’s mouth pulls into a weary smile. “A bottle of water, Johnny.”

“Oh. Okay.” Johnny gets up on his feet, ignoring the sting of pain in his knee joints, and rushes into their shared office. His lungs feel like they’re seizing under his rib cage, and trust LaRusso to almost give him a goddamn heart attack.

He grabs Daniel's fancy water and a Banquet from the fridge, fixing his face into a blank mask as he heads back into the dojo. He finds Daniel on the sunny deck, hachimaki untied and his gi hanging loosely around his hunched form, and he finally looks his age, the usual aura of healthy living and inexplicably good looks replaced by tear-reddened eyes and blotchy, swollen skin.

Johnny hands Daniel his water and pops the cork off his beer, downing half of the bottle in one.

"Sit with me?" Daniel says, patting his palm against the deck.

Johnny empties the rest of his beer and drops down next Daniel, squinting his eyes against the bright afternoon sun.

"So..." Daniel rags the toes of his slippers against the gravel, watching Johnny from the corner of his eye. "You probably want to know what happened.”

Johnny turns to face Daniel, tempted to grab him by his skinny shoulders, because yeah, he sure as hell wants to know what happened. “Who was that guy?”

Did he put his hands on you?

Daniel lets out a quiet chuckle, dry and humorless. “Believe it or not, but he used to be my sensei.”

Johnny shakes his head, because what the hell? That guy? LaRusso’s sensei? “Mr. Miyagi was your sensei.”

“Yes, but so was Terry Silver, for a while, when I was in...” Daniel looks away, trailing his fingers over knots of faint scar tissue on his tan knuckles, “when I was in Cobra Kai.”

Johnny blinks at Daniel, pretty sure the words he just heard from his mouth were some kind of an auditory hallucination. “You. In Cobra Kai. You’re—you’re serious?”

Daniel nods, his eyes fixed on the damp label on the side of his water bottle. And the bomb he’s just dropped should have Johnny laughing and calling him out on his bullshit, because Daniel LaRusso being a member of Cobra Kai is like some cosmic level of hypocrisy. But he doesn’t feel like laughing, because Daniel looks fucking gutted. And scared.

He tears at the label on his bottle with nervous fingers, the Jersey in his voice stronger than normal as he begins to stumble through a messed up recount of his time in Cobra Kai, and the more he speaks, the more Johnny wants to hit something.

He’s met his share of wackjobs, but the way Daniel speaks of Terry Silver makes it painfully clear that the guy is more than a prick with a checkbook. And how dare that fucker come to their dojo and mess with Daniel?

"Goddammit!" Johnny shoots up to his feet, tearing his headband off his forehead as the violence in his blood boils over. “I’ll kick his ass, right now.”

Daniel turns to look at him, and there’s something like awe and relief in his eyes, but he shakes his head. “Johnny, no.”

“No? The guy’s a fucking lunatic!” Johnny argues, bouncing on his heels. “He disrespected our dojo, gave you a goddamn panic attack, and he’s got my kid.”

The mere thought of the nightmare duo of their former senseis messing with Robby’s head fills Johnny with dread, immediate and heart-wrenching.

Daniel wraps his fingers around Johnny’s hand and pulls him back down, his touch grounding. “Trust me, Johnny, I know.” He takes his hachimaki and shocks Johnny into stunned silence as he fits it under the mess of his blond hair and reaches behind his neck to tie it in a firm knot.

"We’ll beat them at the tournament," Daniel says, his face hardening into a determined scowl, “and we’ll get Robby back, together.”

[aestheticsuwu]

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

Hope you like it @indecisive-behaviors sorry for my bad writting i couldnt help myself to write a little snippet lol .

....... ........

Johnny lawrence had a hard time growing up and adjusting from just him and his mother to living with Sid .

The man expected alot from him even if he was just a kid . Every move he made was being watched , waiting for one mistake .

When he was a teenager , he and his friends would beat the shit out of kids who seemed weaker or in Dutch words a fairy .

He was full of anger and it was the only way to let some steam .

The other half he spent being with his girlfriend Ali that he loved , but she later broke up with him because he wasn't the guy she fell in love with .

Not even a week later she started dating a guy from college .It made him angry , made him like he was nothing but a weak boy .

Felt like he was full of anger like a dark cloud just following him .

Sid always gave him shit , always telling him that he was just a pussy and just like the kids he would beat up .

College wasn't for him it was just time wasted , he dropped out with one month in . The look of dissapointment of his mom hurt him more than the harsh words Sid yelled at him .

Then one day he crossed into a man named kreese , he was wasted but soon after he got into a fight with a dumbass that got in his way .

Kreese stopped him before he killed the guy . Told him he had potential of being something big , at first he thought he was full of shit and almost threw hands at him too .

The man gave him a card to call him when he was tired of wasting away talent .

Thats how he was thrown into the underground business after he was thrown in jail almost killing Sid and left him in pulp .

Kreese had taken him out of jail , Johnny had to repay the favor by doing what he did best using his anger and destroying the ones around him .

Johnny thrived from the anger that pumped in his veins , the blood that would splatter and the satifaction of feeling in control .

He didnt want to give the feeling or the money up .

He was Kreese favorite fighter his star pupil , thats why he was the only one to get to meet the boss of the underground that was given to John Kreese to keep an eye on .

" You were born to be a cobra, lawrence with that power you can control the world with just the palm of your fist . "

He believed every word yet when he wanted the person he couldnt have . He felt like a useless powerless ant .

He wished to he had never went with kreese to meet the man thaat would hurt the person he would love the most .

..

The Mansion was huge bigger than the ones he grew up with Sid. Maids and butler walked around and carrying on with their dutties . They were directed to the backyard full of little trees and cherry blossoms that seemed the opposite of the tales of Mr. Silver .

A foot in the garden , weirdly he felt relaxed even more so when he had spent the night with shannon and smoking weed .

" Did you wrapped your hand like i told you  yesterday , if you dont start taking care of yourself someone else will take your place . "

" Yes sensei , Carmen helped me out and We both know no one can take my place .

Kreese chuckles proudly .

" John my man ! Long time no see , What do i owe the pleasure .

" Its been a while has it . Hope im not interrupting  . "

" nonsense pal . "

" I wanted you to meet you lawrence , the one i been talking about . "

The man had piercing cold stare , but johnny wasn't scared when he almost killed sid with his bare hands , hes not going to start now just because the guy was freakin rich .

Terry looked unimpressed,  like he was staring a gum at the bottom of his shoe .

" How old are you kid  ? "

" 24 ."

" Does he got the potential for it or will he back out like scared kid ? "

The question was directed to kreese like if he wasn't just standing there . God he wanted to beat the shit of this self absorbed guy .

" I could prove it to you right now . " He answers before Kreese could get a word in .

The guys just chuckles and smiles , Johnny really wanted to break his hand where he places it on his shoulder .

" Alright then , Your in the big boy world now . "

" Mr . Silver ? "

A older lady called , He guessed she was a secretary or probably his wife .

" Mr. LaRusso said that hes going to church and you could stay here with your friends . "

" Nonsense . Get the car ready , Well gentleman got any plans today ? . "

.....

It had been awhile he had gone to church , couldn't remember at all .

Stepping out of the car , he watches in the distance where Mr. Silver and the larusso guy- he looked more like a boy to him .

When the guy walks in first , Silver makes a hand motion to follow him . They make him sit besides the boy while Kreese and Terry sit in the back to talk business .

All he wanted to do was run the fuck out of there . He felt everyone could see his bloodstained hands , and all the fucked up shit he's done and about to do .

He didnt even realise his leg was bouncing until he felt a dainty hand over his , where he place above his knee .

" First time ? "

" Its been awhile . "

" Focus on the beautiful angels instead of thinking about how the people might see your sins . "

The boy whispered to him , not once he looked at him in the entire conversation but he didnt take his hand back either .

Johnny looked at the angel , he felt the whispers and the judging eyes dissapear, For the first time he wondered how can an angel look so sad and beautiful at the same time .

Said angel turned to face him , Johnny felt mesmerized by his huge doe eyes .

" What are you doing ? "

Clenching his fist to feel the dull ache of his knuckles . Holding his gaze , his eye flicker one more time to their hands and then back to him .

" Looking at the angel . "

....... ....... ........

" If im Bambi , What does that make you , the lion ? "

" i guess it does , The lion has to protect the Bambi from the hungry snakes . "

[kbetacygni]

@allvalley100

Characters: Johnny Lawrence, Daniel LaRusso, Miguel Diaz, Demetri, Terry Silver (mention) 

Ship: None 

Warnings: None

Prompt: Idiom

—

Johnny stares blankly. “Snakes don’t have fur and shit.” 

“I said wool, Johnny.” 

“He did say wool, Sensei,” Miguel pipes up, ever helpful. Johnny gives him a look, and he immediately backpedals. “But I can see why, uh, it can be confusing when you mix metaphors.” 

“Actually, Sensei LaRusso used a simile and an idiom.” 

“Are you a part of this conversation, Demetri?” Johnny asks. “Or are you doing your katas?” 

“John.” Daniel sighs sharply. “As I was saying, Terry Silver’s a snake, and he pulled the wool over my eyes.” 

“I’m gonna throw you in the koi pond, LaRusso.”

—

[read all my other drabbles here] 

[ao3feed-johnnylawrence]

Blue Sands Memorial

by k_beta_cygni

The light is fading on the beach, but LaRusso is here, he’s been here the whole night, and in the end, Johnny’s going to make this worth something.

Words: 2618, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Karate Kid (Movies), Cobra Kai (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Johnny Lawrence, Daniel LaRusso, Mr. Miyagi (Karate Kid), John Kreese

Relationships: Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence

Additional Tags: another one of those karate kid beach redemption conversation fics..., lawrusso, Pre-Relationship, Hopeful Ending, Catharsis, Kindness, Hurt Johnny Lawrence, Johnny Lawrence Needs a Hug, Johnny Lawrence is Bad at Feelings, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/41853840

[only-johnny-deppp]

6 years ago, on March 12, 2016, Johnny Depp attended a dialogue session for the “Origins Project”, in the Gammage Auditorium, on the Tempe Campus of the Arizona State University, in Tempe, Arizona.

On that night, Johnny had a 2 hour long interview session with the Origins Project Director Lawrence Krauss for a talk titled “Finding the Creativity in Madness” and also a press conference for the local news. 

The on-stage discussion focused on finding the creativity and humanity in madness and how both are connected, revealing Johnny’s experience and creative method as an actor who has portrayed eccentric fictional and non-fictional characters, from Edward Scissorhands, through Hunter S. Thompson, Captain Jack Sparrow and John Wilmot, the Second Earl of Rochester,  while exploring and unraveling the intricate links between creativity and madness. 

The session was held in association with a closed scientific workshop in partnership with the National Institutes of Health that will be held to spark discussions of big, unanswered questions and how the brain and machines process patterns, aimed at understanding consciousness, intelligence and madness. 

>  Lawrence Krauss (Foundation Professor in the “School of Earth and Space Exploration and the Physics Department” at Arizona State University) talks about Johnny:

“Johnny Depp has appeared in more than 70 films in his career so far, and has unparalleled experience translating almost every aspect of the human condition to the big screen in a way that has captured the imagination of millions of viewers. I think the dialogue will be fascinating, revealing an aspect of the man that few are aware of, and also providing insights that will provoke and intrigue those in the audience. The Johnny Depp that people who attend the event will be lucky enough to listen to may surprise them. He is deeply thoughtful and has read widely on the subject of the discussion as well as about a host of other areas. We got to know each other through his interest in science and reason, and his thoughts on these subjects have always been illuminating.”  

 > Curiosity:

During the conversation it was revealed that Johnny and Lawrence became friends when he attended a talk session in Los Angeles. “I walked right up to him and said, 'My name is Johnny Depp, and you're my hero'” Johnny also said that YouTube is his "drug of choice" and that he often would find himself watching Lawrence Krauss videos.

[lawerusso]

Cobra Kai - thought fic - don't expect to be polished or finished. It's mostly dialogue.

It might not make sense and this isn't normally how I write, just wanna get the thought out there.

Trigger warning for discussion of bullying, violence, abuse. What you'd expect from KK/CK. Nothing graphic?

- - - -

THE APOLOGY

- - - -

Beer was a godsend and the devil's juice.

Good on a bad day and bad on also a bad day.

LaRusso and Lawrence drinking together.

-

Something was bugging at LaRusso, had been eating at him for, well in Johnny's opinion forever, but something more.

Training he had noticed that Daniel was screwing up. The knee.

An argument led to drinking together. Never quite figured out how that happens.

Johnny's been up in head and beer gets to him.

Those damn kids. Best thing to happen to happen to him, teaching them. Overheard a conversation and it had him thinking.

Terrible things can happen when he's thinking.

This could start another fight with LaRusso or knock him on his metaphorical ass.

"Ever think about the Mandela?"

"What? Art? The South African president?"

"The Mandela butterfly that flaps and things happen different."

"You mean the butterfly effect? Mandela is a different entirely, not related to butterflies."

"Shut up. Nerd."

"Hey you're the idiot can't tell right from left"

"LaRusso-" The blonde makes a poor and vague threatening gesture.

"Ever think about if the knee didn't-"

"Johnny, don't"

"Will you just let me-"

"Fine."

"So?"

"Sure. I do."

"Sometimes I think about Halloween."

"I really don't want to-"

"Shut up asshole let me speak-"

"You can barely hold your head up and slurring"

"Know what I'm saying. Want to- sometimes I think about beating you up at Halloween."

LaRusso is silent.

"Just keep hitting and hitting."

He knows this. He was beaten unconscious.

"Thinking about the butterfly mandela and that night"

"Hm."

"And Bobby and your Me-ah-gi being there"

"Miyagi. I really don't want to get into this Johnny."

"If they weren't there. You know. I would have killed you."

"..."

"You didn't deserve all the crap, well you deserved some kind the crap. You were a shit kid."

LaRusso starts to get up.

"I think even if you weren't there at all. I'd have found someone. Kept hitting. I was so angry. Doesn't excuse it or even really explain. I just wanted something to hit, to hurt. I think I wanted- needed to kill something or I was gonna; had to prove something. Kill the anger probably... I wanted to be something and hated everything else. Maybe that. Hit everything that wasn't, you know- Who the fuck knows?"

Hit everything was still logic that Johnny applied from time to time.

But this speech stops LaRusso from leaving, pained look on his face, and he doesn't stop Johnny from talking now.

Johnny's not sure, even now, who he wants to be or who he was. As a teenager, he thought he was one thing but that was further from the truth. He tried so hard to be badass, be a man but he was just a shithead. Still trying to figure that all out.

At least he had being a Karate sensei now.

"Doesn't matter. None of it matters. Glad Bobby and Mi-ah-"

"Miyagi" softer said, not meant to interrupt but he needed to make sure his name was right

"Was there. Really. Glad. Stopped it. I'm a pile of bull shit but if I had- I was hot shit, shoulda had a good life but least I didn't-" kill someone.

"..."

"I'm sorry about your knee, nearly killing you. I can't say if I wish I- I don't know. Doesn't matter. You were just a kid. I'm sorry. Really."

He had just been a kid too, but he's learning that he still did a lot of bad in his life and he lost the kid excuse so long ago.

"Let's get you home, John."

Daniel isn't looking at Johnny's face, avoiding his gaze and Johnny's doing the same. The only noticeable thing between the two is the pat to his shoulder and being helped up. The hand that Daniel has on Johnny to settle him, guide him out.

Daniel LaRusso has no idea what to say to any of it. Too much thing about and memories being replayed.

There's a silence between them. It's an apology, or an attempt at one. Maybe it's the best that Johnny could give. It's an honest look into his former rival. It's unsettling for Daniel, and who knows how much of it Johnny will remember or what they'll do about it tomorrow.

It's hard to hear what could have happened. What screwed Daniel up over the years, and yet he doesn't find hate for Johnny. He's not a monster. It's still an apology even if the other made it after drinks.

He doubts either of them will talk about it again. They'll argue more, fight more. But maybe this could be the start of something.

[imaslutformaybank]

I posted 96 times in 2021

41 posts created (43%)

55 posts reblogged (57%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 1.3 posts.

I added 71 tags in 2021

#0 - 8 posts

#evan buckley - 9 posts

#buck - 8 posts

#outerbanks - 8 posts

#jj maybank - 7 posts

#outer banks - 7 posts

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Longest Tag: 44 characters

#no this doesn't apply to real life criminals

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

my request would be buck smut, trying for a baby, female organs pls if you can do it, thank you! :D

BABY ☼ツ

A/N: first buck smut!1!1! hope you enjoy reading this, i know i enjoyed writing it

one shot, blurb, or head canon?: one shot

pairing: evan buckley x reader

warnings: fluffy smut, unprotected sex, slight fingering, cursing, mentions of pregnancy

wc: 1391

“in all honesty y/n, i think you should just tell him,” hen  me.

“but what if he’s not ready?” i said.

“then when you tell him, it will give him time to get ready because he knows it’s what you want.”

“do you think...” i started, “do you think he’d leave me if i want a baby and he doesn’t?”

“woah, woah, woah, what?” i heard from behind me.  i turned in my chair to see chimney standing there.

“oh no,” i mumbled.

“you want a baby?” he asked.

“yes, i want a baby,” i said.

“and buck doesn’t know?” he asked.  i shook my head no.  

“i don’t know what?” buck said.  chim raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and walked away.

“i.. accidentally... got mud on your brand new shoes?” i said, although it sounded more like a question than an answer.  he furrowed his eyebrows.

“okay? what are you doing here?” he asked, kissing the top of my head as he walked past me.

“i made some brownies and brought them here for you guys,” i said, pointing to the counter.  i wasn’t lying; i did come here to bring brownies, i just got caught up in conversation with hen.  

“but i was just on my way out, i’ll see you later.”

i walked over to him and got on my tip toes, placing a kiss on his cheek before attempting to walk away from him.  he grabbed my hand, spinning me back toward him and pressed a kiss against my lips causing me to blush. “you missed,” he said.  i smiled a placed another small kiss upon his lips before making my way out of the firehouse.

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263 notes • Posted 2021-08-12 01:48:10 GMT

#4

can you write a miguel diaz x reader where she’s johnny’s niece/daughter idk maybe ? she goes to live with him and joins the dojo… and everyone is just surprised bc they didn’t expect her to be so nice (or pretty) and then miguel and her start liking each other

sorry if it’s specific 💛

crush☼

A/N: thank you for the request! i love writing about miguel, so pls send some more in😩thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy!

one shot, blurb, or head canon?: one shot

pairing: miguel diaz x reader

warnings: cursing, flirting, fluff, mentions of abuse, mentions of pregnancy

wc: 2389

"this is your room," my uncle johnny said, allowing me to enter the small bedroom. i set my bag on the bed and looked around.

"do you need anything?" he asked. i shook my head no and sat next to my bag.  "i'm good," i said, giving him a weak smile.

"alright, well, if you need anything, i will be on the couch watching iron eagle," he said, before patting the door frame and walking away.

"hey, johnny?" i called.

"yeah?" he asked, popping his head back in the doorway.

"thank you. for taking me in," i said. he smiled lightly.

"of course, kid. i always knew my brother was an asshole, but.."

he stopped in the middle of his sentence when i looked down at the ground, recalling unpleasant memories from living with my dad.

"i'm... happy to have you," he said. i looked at him and raised my eyebrows.

"wow, johnny lawrence being affectionate? unheard of," i joked.

"alright, alright, shut up," he said before walking away again. "oh! one more thing. you're gonna join my dojo."

"um.. okay, i guess. but, you do know i have no experience, right?"

"i'll make an exception for you," he said, before walking away, for real this time.

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279 notes • Posted 2021-08-30 00:19:55 GMT

#3

I was wondering if you could write a 911 imagine where the reader is dating buck and they have a disagreement because buck and taylor have started hanging out more often and buck hasn’t been making time for the reader. Then it leads to an argument between the reader and taylor

traitor ❅

part two

A/N: hey besties! so, school just started today and i’m just letting you know that i might not be uploading as often as i was before.  as always, thank you for your request! this has been one of my favorites to write so far!

one shot, blurb, or head canon?: one shot

pairing: evan buckley x reader

warnings: angst, cursing, violence, buck being a bit of an asshole

wc: 1520

as i walked into the fire station looking for my boyfriend, buck, i noticed chimney walking toward me.

"y/n, hey! how are you doing?" he said to me with a big smile on his face.

"hey chim! i'm doing good, how are you?" i replied.

"i'm doing alright, still standing. you lookin' for buck?" he asked, placing his hands on his hips. i nodded my head yes.

"yeah, have you seen him?" i asked.

"last time i saw him, he was sitting with cap and taylor upstairs," he said. i furrowed my eyebrows.

taylor kelly.  buck, for some reason, is completely fascinated by her while i can’t even stand her.  lately, he has devoted all of his time to hanging out with taylor so i’ve barely been able to see him.

"okay, thank you," i said. he nodded.

"one more thing. i don't think you have anything to worry about with her. she's as annoying as it gets," he said. i laughed at his statement and nodded, appreciating the fact that he was able to pick on my discomfort.

"thanks chim," i said. he gave me a tight-lipped smile before walking away. i climbed the staircase, looking left and right as i did so.

"y/n!" i heard my name being called. i looked in the direction of which it was coming from and saw bobby.

"hey," i said, walking over to him. i gave him a hug and he rubbed my back as i did so.

"how're you? you looking for buck?" he asked.

"i'm good and yes. do you know where he is?" i asked. he stepped out of the way and i looked behind him to see buck and taylor, sitting at a table laughing.

all of a sudden, buck looked in my direction. i could see him slightly furrow his eyebrows before standing up and walking over to me.

"hey, what are you doing here?" he asked. bobby patted me on the shoulder before walking away.

"missed you. thought i'd bring you lunch," i said, holding up the bag i was holding.

"aw, really?" he asked, taking the bag from me and looking inside. he smiled and wrapped his arms around me. "thank you."

"you're welcome. i also came to ask if you were down for a date night tonight?" i said. he raised his eyebrows.

"really?" he asked. i nodded my head yes, "yeah, that sounds great!"

"buck!” i heard taylor call.  i rolled my eyes as he looked back at her.

“okay, well, i gotta go, but i’ll see you tonight?” he said.  i nodded my head yes before he leaned down and placed a kiss on my cheek.  my cheek.  i sighed and turned around, waving goodbye to bobby on the way out.

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353 notes • Posted 2021-08-24 03:39:56 GMT

#2

I was wondering if you would write an evan buckley x reader. Where they argue about having kids because buck wants kids now but the reader wants to wait

positive❅☼

A/N: thank you for requesting lovely! sorry you had to wait so long, hope you enjoy!

one shot, blurb, or head canon?: one shot

pairing: evan buckley x reader

warnings: yelling, cursing, bit of toxic buck, mentions of throwing up, mentions of pregnancy

wc: 1569

“hey, buck, i think i’m gonna call in today.  i’m not feeling well,” i called to my boyfriend.  

“why, what’s wrong? you think you have a cold or something?” he asked as he came into the room, walking over to me and pressing the back of his hand against my forehead. “you don’t feel warm to me.”

“i’ve been feeling nauseous since like 3 in the morning,” i said.

“what if you’re pregnant?” he asked.

“god, i hope not,” i joked, causing him to furrow his eyebrows.  i furrowed mine as well. “what?”

“why not?” he asked.

“i’m not ready for a baby.”

“how come?” 

“do i really need a reason?” i asked, past fears rising in my brain.

“i’m just curious,” he said, “i mean, you know i want babies with you.”

“yeah, i know, i do too.  i’m just not ready right now,” i said, “let’s talk about this later, you're gonna be late for work.”

“no, i got some time,” buck said, sitting on the bed in front of me.

“where is this coming from? we’ve never even talked about having children before,” i said, reaching for the water on the bedside table.

“well, i kind of think it’s time to start.  we’ve been together for 5 years, y/n.”

“wow, really? i had no clue,” i gasped, causing him to purse his lips. “i’m just joking around, lighten up.”

“i’m serious.  i want to start thinking about having a baby.”

“buck, i already told you that i am not ready to have a child.”

“but i think we should, it would teach us-’”

“buck, i’m not having a baby right now.  i just need some time to-”

“time for what, y/n? how much more time do you need?” he asked, raising his voice.

“why are you acting like we’re 80 years old? we still have time.”

“i don’t want to wait anymore.”

“i’m not arguing with you about this.  i told you, i want to have a baby with you, just not now.”

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374 notes • Posted 2021-09-20 04:03:26 GMT

#1

jealousyツ

A/N: hey, hi, hello.  no, this is not a request.  this is actually stolen from my wattpad that i don’t use anymore😩anyways, sorry i haven’t updated in a while, school has been KICKING MY ASS.  hope you enjoy😏

one shot, blurb, or head canon?: one shot

summary: after one hookup between jj and the reader, the dynamic of their friendship is thrown off.  the reasoning for this is discovered one night at a party.

pairing: jj maybank x reader

warnings: cursing, jealousy, possessiveness, dominance, mentions of underage drinking, dirty talk, fingering, oral (fem receiving), slight edging, car sex, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), and i think that’s all.  let me know if i missed anything🙏😩

wc: 2987

“there he goes, off to flirt with the first girl he sees,” kie said as we sat down on a log.  i followed her gaze to see jj flirting with a tall, blonde girl.  i watched as he threw his head back in a fit of laughter and i couldn’t help but be disgusted.

jj maybank, my best friend since the 3rd grade.  we met one day on a playground and have been inseparable ever since.  something that happened pretty recently though, has changed the way i look at him.

about a month ago, jj and i hooked up.  it was a moment of weakness.  we were both drunk out of our minds and fresh out of broken relationships.  we thought it would be a good idea to just fuck, and never talk about it again.  it has not been as easy as i thought it would be.  

i know i fucked up by having sex with him in the first place, but i thought i would still see him as my best friend.  i don’t.  now i see him as someone i’m in love with, and it’s killing me because i know he doesn’t feel the same.

things haven’t been the same since that night.  i mean, we’re still super close and everything, but there is an unspoken tension in the air.  i’ve tried to bring the topic up to him, but i just get nervous and bail every time.

“hello, are you good?” kie asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“huh?”

“i was asking you if you wanted a refill?” she asked, nodding toward the empty cup in my hand.

“oh, yeah, sure,” i said, handing it to her.  she took it and stood up, making her way over to the keg.  i directed my attention back to jj, and saw that he was now alone.  he was leaning against a large branch, using his arms to prop himself up.  i admired the way his muscles flexed when he shifted his weight.

“y/n?” i heard someone say from behind me.  i turned and faced them to see that it was the sweet guy from my 8th grade science class.

“holy shit, alex?” i asked, standing up.

“yeah! how are you?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around me.  i hugged him back, taking in the pleasant smell of his cologne.  

“i’m good.  how are you?” i asked, pulling away and assimilating his appearance.  puberty hit him like a truck.

“i’m doing pretty good.  it’s great to see you! you look.. different,” he said, his eyes scanning over my body.  i guess you can say that puberty also hit me like a truck.  

“yeah, you too.  what are you doing here? i thought you moved to wilmington?”

“oh, yeah, i did.  i’m just here for the summer,” he answered.  i nodded my head and prayed that he would talk again because i didn’t know what the fuck else to say.

“hey, who’s this?” kie asked, coming up beside me.  thank GOD. 

“oh, hey, thanks,” i said, taking my cup from her, “kiara, this is alex.  alex, this is kiara.”

“nice to meet you,” she smiled as she shook his hand.

“you too,” he replied.

“hey, alex, get over here!” i heard someone yell.

“well, i guess that’s my cue,” he said, “kiara, it was nice to meet you.  y/n, i’ll see you around, yeah?”

“yeah,” i said, nodding my head.

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