#kai getting bullied as usual

[muntitled]

Better Than Drugs

Pairings: Namgyu x Fem!Reader | Brief!Thanos x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reconnecting with your shitty ex boyfriend in the games.

Warnings: Language, Substance Abuse, Toxic Relationship, Male Manipulation, Coercion, Smut (+18) mdni, High sex, Dub/con, Choking, Exchange of Bodily Fluids, Unprotected Sex, Unedited (we die like soldiers)

A/n: literally no one will read this but I need him and I wrote this for me!

Being treated like a lamb being led to the proverbial slaughter in a death game sucked ass but seeing your ex boyfriend there sucked even more, somehow. From your vantage point perched on your bed tucked away from all the central conflict, you notice them talking about you again.

Call it past bully traum but you knew when people were talking about you and although you couldn't make out what they were saying, a part of you just knew...

Another vote had ended and Namgyu was still staring at you, his head bowed, chewing his fingernails. He was watching you, while you were forced to watch as democracy crumbled around you.

Your brain made you think Namgyu was perhaps berating you in front of his new friend. Bad-mouthing you to absolutely no end, perhaps saying what a lousy, uptight girlfriend you had been in the outside world. How you kept him from his habit. How you tried to force him into rehab countless times.

And so you shrink into yourself, squeezing yourself further into your bed, hugging your knees.

How were you supposed to know the conversation went nothing like how you thought it was going?

"We need to get her on our team," Thanos had said when the voting concluded and they were watching you pick at your roll of tin-foiled kimbap.

"She's already on our team," Namgyu muttered, more quiet than usual as he watched you through the corner of his eye. He didn't feel like eating. He felt like doing drugs. And fucking, maybe, but eating? It never occurred to him.

Without you to remind him to eat, and to actually take care of his bodily health outside of his substance abuse, he really was a mess.

"Oh yeah," Thanos muttered dumbly before turning back to his own food, "Kay, well, I need to sleep with her."

Namgyu didn't even look up from his food, still leaning against the metal beds as he murmured a quiet, "Nope." Popping his lip, extenuating the 'p'

Thanos himself was rallied into silence as Namgyu casually clicked his tongue before adding, "I called dibs on that bro," he steals another glance. You're searching your chest for a piece of cucumber that's fallen out of the kimbap

This unfortunately, zeroes his gaze in on your ample chest, miraculously squeezed into that tracksuit jacket. Now Namgyu was thinking about your tits while Thanos' head whips to the side, his brow lifted.

Namgyu couldn't take his eyes off you since the games began. Watching you during voting time had stirred up all kinds of lost emotions. The easy and almost thoughtless way you had pressed the blue button before tucking your hands in your pockets, never sparing anyone a second glance. He had to adjust the bulge forming in his sweatpant. If it weren't for him you might have continued to go amongst the games as an anonymous spectre, with that cash prize as your only goal.

"I didn't know we were calling dibs!?" Thanos stomped his feet petulantly, "That's not fair, man. Not. Cool."

"That's the point of dibs," Namgyu said, pushing his hair behind his ears as he continued to stare you down. "Who knows how long we'll be here?" As he watched you, he tilted his head downwards, causing a thick shadow to fall over his eyes as he watched you. He leaned against the railings of the metal beds piled up to the ceiling, watching you tuck your hands deeper into the sleeves of your sweater. Really fucking cute.

"B-But Homies don't call dibs on girls!" Thanos whines.

"Yeah," Namgyu nods, "but, I'm gonna need more than magic pills and a homie to get me through the night," He made a ring with his index and thumb finger, pinching his one eye shut as he spied at you through it, "She can help,”

Thanos was quiet, eerily so. Good things never happened when Thanos was quiet,

"Let's go over to her right now then. Since she's stealing my homie-"

That immediately snapped Namgyu out of his lust-filled gaze, promoting his shoulders to straighten as he tried to stop Thanos from taking another step towards you.

"Senorita-" he said in a singsong voice and you rolled your eyes as you saw them approaching. Namgyu walked behind like the shadow he always tried to be, with his hands tucked in his pocket. Your bed is relatively low to the ground and your heart stammered when both their shadows fell over you.

"Don't have any change," your eyes whipped to your ex-boyfriend before narrowing, "Or drugs. Sorry." you mustered a painfully sarcastic smile as you attempted to turn in another direction, hoping they might take the hint.

Thanos' teeth stretched as Namgyu swallowed thickly, watching you in that distinctly predatory way of his as he propped his forearm against the railing of the bed. You hate how both of them make you feel and your eye scans in vain around the premises, hoping someone might save you from the duo.

"Lemme make this quick," Thanos said with his drug addicted hand gestures. "My bro wants you and whatever bro wants-" he taps Namgyu's chest behind you- "Bro gets."

Silence passed with you staring deep into Namgyu's dark, almost sinister black eyes. You admitted that you were still painfully attracted to him. Knowing that he knows your body. He's already seen what hid under your blue tracksuit, it was dizzyingly sobering.

He still seemed so devastatingly sleezy it bordered on attractive, like he didn't care about what anyone really thought of him. It still brought an uncomfortable amount of attraction that you didn't really know what to do with. "No thanks," you said, bending your head to take a bite of the kimbap.

"Cunt." you heard him mumble under his breath. That caused your head whip up to glare at him.

"I'm a cunt because I'd rather not fuck a drug addict?"

"No," Namgyu shrugged, "You're just a cunt."

Your nostrils flared as something diabolical ignited inside you. Up until this point, fear had been the only emotion you allowed yourself to feel. The fear of dying to keep you alive. But right now, you're being plagued with another emotion and it's setting you alight with interest.

Your dating preferences were never orthodox. You knew you could never truly be satisfied with any other timid nice guy, and that's what drew you to him. You hated admitting to it but Namgyu calling you a cunt did more than irritate you, it ignited you.

"I'm not here to make friends,” You marvel now, in the tense darkness, how confident you had been then.

“How about a boyfriend then?” Namgyu asked and Thanos whistled lowly as he mutters a ‘nice bro,’

“How about choking?” You shot back, “I tried the boyfriend thing and he stole all my savings to buy drugs.” Namgyu’s jaw ticked and you can see his fist fold and unfold. Thanos’ commentary continues. ‘Shit boyfriend-’ he says under his breath.

“Don't be a bitch so early in the morning…” Namgyu says finally before turning his head, somewhat distracted, “Or at least I think it's morning. Hyung do you think it's morning-”

Thanos raised his hands, “Morning is what we make it in here, bro.”

“Leave me alone of I'll fucking scream.” you cut through all their useless chatter, letting a tense silence settle between the three of you. Eventually, Thanos reluctantly pulls Namgyu away. Murmuring a quiet ‘just take a hint bro.'

Soon, you were left in your bed but not without one more backwards glance from Namgyu over his shoulder. He wasn't done with you and that thought sat heavily on your shoulders until the robotic voice from unseen speakers made the countdown to lights out.

The very last thing you remembered, before the overhead lights were snuffed out, was his black, almond eyes still watching you from his bed.

The blue 'O' velcroed to your breast burns a hole through your conscience as your eyes flutter open in the middle of the night, really needing to pee. The prize money acts as the only source of gold light illuminating the hall while everyone else remains soundly asleep.

Life in the games was so much more stomachable during the day, but when the lights went out, you were forced to sit with your thoughts. That piggy bank didn't have money inside it, it held bodies, and the ghosts practically filled this room.

Still, you can't help but whisper to yourself, “I really have to pee.” The only thing stopping you from going to the bathroom is the gaze you knew would somehow find you from three beds over. Your ex boyfriend watches you, even when the lights go out.

Paranoia be damned.

Cursing softly, you maneuvered yourself to the ground. Trying to make the least amount of noise possible as you moved through the row of beds.

If you were being followed you'd never know. Everything was too dark but a part of you sighed as you reached the small arched doorway completely unscathed.

Almost unscathed.

Your heart hammers in its cage when you feel his heavy arm settle over your shoulders. Your mouth falls open but Namgyu is already banging on the arched door with a closed fist. You flinch with every loud, metallic hit.

The little window opens to reveal a triangle-masked soldier. He stands there emotionless.

“My girlfriend's on her period- she's bleeding everywhere. We need the bathroom.”

There is silence from the Guard who is clearly unimpressed. Just before the little window is about to slide shut Namgyu kicks at the door, “Hey! I wanna fuck my girl- if you want, we could do it out here?!”

You try to wrench yourself out of his grip, toilet be damned but your heart absolutely sinks to find the pink soldier opening the metal door.

Namgyu only twirls, pumping his fist before pulling you in his arms, biting back a smile.

“Can't believe that worked,” Namgyu says, with a raised eyebrow and a happy little shrug as he drags you across the threshold. The trip to the women's bathroom is relatively short as you writhe and fight in his hands. There's virtually no reason for the pink guard to think any of this was consensual but they kept their stoicism on their face as you reached the girl's bathroom.

“We'll be quick,” Namgyu assures the guard with a tight sort of smile before pushing you into the bathroom, and closing the door after himself.

You trip on your way running into one of the stalls and he watches you, biting his nail.

“This is the girls bathroom, or are you too high to notice?” You hiss absolute venom as he bites his fingernail.

“Nah, I'm sober right now, which means I need something to take the load off.”

“Cool. Use your hand,” you sigh from within the stalls before dropping your pants to pee. It irked you that he was standing there, on the other side… waiting for you.

You make quick work of it all. Wiping, flushing, and making a beeline for the sinks. He lets you wash your hands but before you make it to the door his arms are wrapped around your waist.

“Uh Uh,” he tsks, “No ‘i miss you’ kiss, huh?” He drags you into his arms, kicking and screaming as he swipes your brains from across your panicked face.

“Only competent boyfriends get kisses,” Despite the fuss, the door doesn't open. Those guards have quite literally abandoned you in here to fend for yourself.

“I can make it up to you,” he said, “I miss you really bad, baby,” Namgyu's pushing your back against the sink, stained with that sickening, pastel colour as he lowers his nose into the crook of your neck. You writhe as he breathes you in deeply, before sighing. His erection pressed against your thigh.

“Someone else could walk in here,” you cry, feeling a dampness seep out of you, wetting your underwear. Your body was being traitorous because it was enjoying feeling anything other than fear. It yearned for it.

“Sto-” you attempt to catch your breath as he gropes at your breasts from over your tracksuit. “Stop touching me-” you say despite your legs getting weaker and weaker.

“You don't get to touch me anymore. You lost that privilege when you stopped being my boyfriend.” He was so much taller than you when he stretched his hand across your cheeks, forcing your neck back to make more space for his lips. A moan nearly spills out of you.

His hands are trembling and his tongue swipes out to lick the length of your neck. To your shock and horror, you melt in his grasp.

“You don't mean that-” he whispers against your skin. “No one's gonna fuck you like I do-”

“No one's going to steal my money like you do either-”

His hand flies down to your throat, choking as he says through clenched teeth, “I told you I had a problem-” he squeezes and for the briefest moment, you see stars. “I needed help and you abandoned me, you bitch-”

“I didn't abandon you-” His lips are on yours, silencing you in one messy kiss that him forcing his tongue into your mouth.

“You gonna be good for me, Huh?’ He says, hoarsely, your eyes glare up at him.

“Leave me alone-”

“You know I love it when you try to fight back,” his mouth breathes against your hair, “You trying to get me riled up babe, huh?”

His fingers find the lining of your own sweatpants and your heart stammers as he turns to push your front against the sink. Your hand grips at the cheap plaster and you avoid your own traitorous reflection in the mirror, lest you find not only fear in your eyes, but lust

“You know how bad I've needed this- fuck,” his voice cracks when fumbles his cock out, grinding against your ass with his eyes closed in ecstasy and his mouth hanging open. Your finger curls around the sink as the first moan slips out of you. It had his eyes flying open to look down at you in amusement and awe.

“I knew you weren't a completely stuck-up bitch,” he says, pulling you up by the base of the throat, “I knew you still wanted me.”

“I don't,” you squeak out as he pulls down your pants.

“No- but your body does,” he swipes your underwear to the side.

Your body spasms as he roughly sinks his digits into you once before pulling out.

“You miss me real bad,” he brings your fingers up in front of your face and your heart drops to find the arousal webbing his index and middle.

He continues to swipe your arousal from from your ass to your puffy clit and the need wracks through your entire body, building as you arched your ass backwards against him.

His mouth is by your ear, breathing heavily as he lines his cock up at your entrance, already leaking precum, “I know I gave you hell when we were out there-”

“Hell doesn't begin to cover- FUCK-” he rams his cock into you. Positively brimming with need as his hips stutter against you.

“Y-ou stole my fucking savings for drugs-” you get the sentence out quickly before moaning into the air, as your boyfriend fucks out all the frustration he's been carrying, all the need and the withdrawal.

“And I ate you out as an apology-” He reaches his hand around to clamp down on the base of your throat. Your mouth falls open when he cranes our neck back, his eyes boring into yours. “Don't you miss it baby, don't miss having me inside of you?”

“Y-Your eyes are diluted-” you begin to say, utterly incredulous. “You're high right now!”

His hips thrusts in shallow, quick strokes. “And your pussy's wet, guess we're both fucked.”

Your pussy tightens around him like a long lost friend, it knocks you out how deeply you've craved him. Needing reprieve from all the fear. “You're squeezing around my cock, you fucking slut-” that nearly has you seeing stars. Your body spasms.

“That it…” he whispers, “Don't think I haven't forgotten the way you abandoned me out there… But in here,” your eyes roll to the back of your head, “You dont so much as fucking breathe without my permission.”

Your eyes squeeze shut as his cock hits that particular pillow of nerves inside you, nearly flipping you off the edge.

“Spit on my hand,” he says, an edge to his voice that let you know he was far too close. You forgot how messy things got when you had sex with him. How much of a mess he made of you.

You do it without thinking about it and his eyes widen as he presses that same hand to your clit.

“F-Fuck!” Your eyes are squeezed shut as he reaches around to rub you to your orgasm. His movements only fumble when his hips start stuttering.

“N-Need you to cum for me-” he breathes out. “I’m jittery- baby. I need it- shit-” you slip into your orgasm right in front of him, milking his cock for all its worth. “F-Fuck this is so much better than drugs,” he murmers, eyes rolled back as a drunken smile ghosts over his face. He's in complete and utter euphoria.

Two rough knocks on the door signal the need for your return but Namgyu's cock is still spilling ropes of his cum inside you and you're doing nothing but taking it.

“I hate you,” you breathe out, because it's true. If it weren't for him you wouldn't be here.

His breath is warm against your neck as he says, “I love you too.

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[liccalavender]

Ace Attorney does not get nearly enough credit for the fact that it consistently portrays relationships between men and women with absolutely no romantic or sexual undertones.

In any other game, it would be very common to make some sort of chemistry between the protagonist and their assistant. We play as an attractive man who's usually smart and charming. With a cute young girl as a quirky assistant. This would be a recipe for some sort of heterosexual romance in any other media.

However, this never happens. The dynamic between the lawyer and the assistant is always platonic. Or even familial. Phoenix and Maya act and treat each other as if they were siblings. Bickering and bullying each other, but still doing anything they can to help one another. Phoenix typically refers to Maya as a kid. Even when she is well into her 20s. While Edgeworth and Kay have a much more of a father daughter bond. Edgeworth constantly worried about her when she put herself in danger. Helping her in all sorts of ways. Even stepping into the shoes of her actual biological father to restore her memories in The Forgotten Turnabout. Of course, Apollo follows this trend as well. With Trucy being has actual biological half-sister. Neither know of this yet still act as if they grew up together. Teasing and poking fun throughout the game.

There's not a single moment for any of these duos that I can recall that scream romantic. With the exception of Phoenix and Maya. Mind you, this not them, actually acting in a romantic way. It is the way their relationship is perceived by a small young girl. Pearl is absolutely convinced that Phoenix and Maya are deeply in love and will be married soon. This is treated as something unfortunate. Phoenix was confused as to why she was thinking this way. Until Maya informed him that Pearl almost never sees a happy healthy relationship between a man and a woman. She has come to understand that if a man treats a woman nicely, then they must be in love. The attitude Phoenix and Maya have about this isn't one of lovers or secret pining. It's one of great sadness for little pearly.

There are characters in the story who do act disgustingly heterosexual whenever they can. Namely, Larry "if something smells" Butz. He's constantly in and out of relationships and always looking for more. He even hinted at jealousy for Phoenix and his friendship with Maya and Pearl. Which is pretty gross. He's shamed and scorned for this behavior most of the time. Signifying, he's the odd one out.

When it comes to fandom shipping, this is a similar story. While yes, of course, there are plenty of people who ship the lawyers with their assistants. It's not nearly as common as you'd think it was. Most people agree that these characters have no chemistry with each other. Most even have the maturity to understand that shipping a man in his mid twenties with a girl usually under eighteen is wrong. In both the Western and Jappanese fandom, I was pleasantly surprised by the lack of shipping for these characters.

I commend the writers for doing this. It is a breath of fresh air to finally have healthy friendships between men and women. Even when they do have more of a romantic undertone, with characters such as Mia and Diego, it is one of respect and admiration. Not one of simply physical attraction.

[mythos-writes]

Revenge

Rhea Ripley x Wrestler! Reader

Plot: With Rhea gone because of injury, leaving (Y/N) alone in the Judgement Day, and the new target for Liv Morgan. But when Rhea returns from injury, all is fair in love and war

Word Count: 914

Warnings: None, just an angry Rhea Ripley :)

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Since Rhea was sidelined after Wrestlemania, things slowly started to fall apart within Judgment Day. With Damian struggling to keep the group together, Finn and JD winning the Tag team belts was amazing. But having Dom running around and fooling around with Liv, was driving a spike deep into the heart of the Judgement Day. 

But the person taking Rhea’s absence the worst was (Y/N). Failing to get the women’s title after Rhea relinquished it, dealing with the group, and Liv bullying her was starting to get too much for her. The boys tried not to let Liv near her, but once Dom spent a lot of time with her, keeping her distance was getting harder. 

(Y/N) was getting ready for her match against her friend, Dakota Kai. Usually, Rhea would have come out with her, but because of the injury, she had been flying solo. 

“There you are, I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” Damian’s voice booms in the small empty hallway. “Are you ok?” he asks. 

“Yeah. This has been one of the only places that Liv can’t find me to harass me,” she says, looking down at her boots. She never likes showing how much Liv affects her. 

Damian sighs, placing a hand on her shoulder. He tries his best to get Liv away from her, and away from Dom, but he can only do so much. 

“Do you want me to accompany you to the ring tonight?” he asks. (Y/N)’s heart warms at the offer, missing someone in her corner for matches.  

“I think I’ll be fine. Thanks though. If I need you, I’ll send an arrow to the entrance,” she says while mimicking Damian's archer taunt. He lets out a breathy chuckle at her actions. 

“What are we laughing at?” Liv’s voice breaks their moment. 

“Um, nothing important,” (Y/N) says, becoming shy—Damian moves to protect her from the Women’s champion. 

“I was just talking to her before her match, which is next so if you excuse us,” Damian says, grabbing (Y/N) wrist and pushing their way past Liv. Once they got out of the hallway and away from Liv, she let out a sigh of relief. 

“Thanks, Damian,” she mumbles as they walk towards the gorilla.

“You know I got you,” he says while pulling her into his chest. 

“(Y/R/N) and Dakota Kai to the gorilla. Match in 2 minutes,” The voice calls out over speakers. 

“You ready?” He asks. She sends him a smile. 

“I’m ready. But the question is are they ready for me?” 

“Yes,” Dakota replies, getting a chuckle from the two members of TJD. Dakota’s music blasts as she leaves the gorilla. 

Damian places his hands on her shoulders, grounding her again. Damian has stepped up a lot to be there for (Y/N) since her girlfriend has been out. Rhea has also been in constant contact because she knew that (Y/N) wouldn’t have been 100% honest with her. After all, (Y/N) wouldn’t want her to come rushing back when she wasn’t ready. 

“You got this,” Damian reassures her before her music hits. She sends him one last smile, taking a deep breath, before walking through the curtain and out to the waiting crowd. (Y/N)  rocking black pleather shorts with a leather garter belt. Her top was a simple pleather wrestling top with a cut-up Judgement Day shirt over it. She made her way to the ring, ready to get this small match over with. 

Once the bell rings, (Y/N) was dominating the match. They had some good back and forths but (Y/N) keeps the upper hand. She could hear the growing noise coming from ringside, but she chose to ignore the noise. (Y/N) hits her finisher (a version of the Walls of Jericho), securing her win. Dakota rolls out of the ring, refs making sure she is ok.

As she was processing the win, something hard hit her in the back of the head. (Y/N) is looking up to the rafters and Liv Morgan’s face comes into her view. Liv gives her an overly ‘friendly’ wave. (Y/N) slowly rolls off of her back, still holding her head.

As (Y/N) slowly gets up, Liv grabs a steel chair and is ready to lay a beating on her. When Demons in your Dreams belt out through the arena. The crowd cheers, Liv and (Y/N) couldn’t believe it. Liv scampers out of the ring like her life depends on it while Rhea charges the ring, wanting to get her hands on her placeholder. 

Rhea made sure that Liv was nowhere close to the ring before she turns her full attention to (Y/N).

“Rhea?” (Y/N) questions. Rhea moves her hair out of her face, getting a better look at her girlfriend.

“I’m here love,” she replies. Refs came over to see if extra assistance was needed.

“I thought you were still out?”

“I’m not 100% clear but I couldn’t sit at home anymore and watch you get hurt at the hands of her,” Rhea was still enraged at what had been happening. “I’m also gonna have a chat with a certain Dirty Dom after getting you to the medics,” she says while helping (Y/N) out of the ring.

“I’m happy you’re back,” she whispers for only Rhea to hear. She smiles down to her partner and places a kiss on her forehead.

“Me too babe. Me too.”

[whenlilyfallsinlove]

i know you

eli moskowitz x reader... (y/n) is basically jess in gilmore girls.. ive been obsessed with cobra kai lately

"what the fuck are you doing?"

"excuse me?"

you don't think you have ever felt as angry as you have done today. finding out that one of your best friends, that you just so happened to be in love with, had changed completely as a person was one thing. finding out he tried to beat up the third member of your little trio was another.

so you did what you had to, you always felt the need to go out the way to protect eli and demetri. you didn't think it would end up being from each other.

approximately half an hour earlier:

"(y/n)." demetri's face flooded your screen, as you were sprawled across your bed. calls were usually a common thing between the two of you now eli was distant.

"demetri.. hey! you okay?" you respond, taking note of his face.

"no." he says, in a deadpan tone.

"umm why? what happened?"

"eli happened."

of course. ever since your best friend since age 6 joined cobra kai, he had felt like a whole new person. he even gave himself a new name for goodness sake! you and demetri both knew it wasn't the real him. you'd known him for too long. that being said - this new persona didn't stop him avoiding you both.

"what did.. what did he do?" you look into your phone camera, worry evident on your face.

"he tried to beat me up! i was at the mall with sam and robby.. and i went to the comic book store.. and he was there. wasn't happy with my yelp review and tried to fight me."

"what the hell." your eyes widen slightly. rage soaring through your veins. what was he playing at? putting on a front to show off to his friends. why didn't he remember who his real friends were?

"i know.. i just can't believe he would do it. we were friends with him!"

"i know.. are you sure you're okay?" you ask, concerned.

"i'm fine.. robby and sam helped fight them off it just.. caught me by surprise."

"i bet it did.. look i'll ring you later, okay? i just need to take care of something."

demetri knew you all too well.

"don't do something you'll regret." he says.

"i won't."

now here you were, shouting at someone that was supposed to be your best friend. the boy you have had a crush on for so many years.

"don't 'excuse me'. you know what you did." you scoff, walking closer to him. you had decided to wait until he had finished karate to talk, it seemed appropriate.

"oh yeah? and what's that?" eli looked at you, his tone cocky.

"you tried to beat up demetri! what are you doing?" you question, looking at him in disgust.

"he shouldn't have put up that yelp review." he scowls.

"oh who cares about a stupid review! he's supposed to be one of your best friends." you say, angrily.

"not anymore. i'm not friends with pussies."

"what the hell is your problem? what.. you gonna ditch us just because we don't want to beat people up like you do?" your voice raises slightly, causing eli's scowl to falter.

"I told you, i'm not friends with weak people." he says.

"are you kidding? seriously! who was the one that used to fight your bullies in elementary? me! who was your first friend? demetri!"

"we're not kids anymore. people change. friendships change. it's not my fault you guys aren't strong enough for this." eli says, looking away from you, his demeanour crumbling.

"you're not like that either. you're putting on an act!" you exclaim.

"an act? the fuck? this is me now, accept it." he shouts.

"what's going on with you?!"

"nothing.. im fine." he says, his eyes searching your face.

"i know you. i know you better than anyone! this isn't you."

"what do you mean?"

"you know what i mean! starting fights with demetri.. ditching us for those idiots.. being so violent. why are you being so violent?" you ask, looking him in the eye.

the pleading in your voice makes his face soften slightly. you always had a way of getting to him. i mean, of course you did, he'd always had a massive crush on you.

"just tell me what's up with you! i care about you. why are you being like this?" you beg.

eli struggles to get his words out. he wanted to reach out, he wanted to hug you. he wanted to go back to yours and watch doctor who with you and demetri. but he coudln't.

"you don't.. you don't know me anymore." he forces out.

your face falls and eli swears he could feel his heart break.

"fine. don't expect me to wait for you anymore." and with that you turn and walk away, a small part of you hoping he stops you.

he doesn't.

he wants to, he really does. but that's not him anymore.

he watches you walking off with a pained expression, knowing hes fucked up. he just can't bring himself to stop you.

[asunflowerana]

06:50 PM — Nanami Kento

"Fried or grilled chicken for dinner?"

"Uhm—" a grunt can be heard from the other line, followed by the sounds of slashing and inhuman shrieks. He must still be busy. "Uhm, grilled is good, love. What you're thinking for side dish?"

"Cheesy mashed potatoes and tomato sauce, just the way you like it." You close the fridge door, holding the phone with your free hand while the other arm carries the pot of fresh seasoned chicken you prepared a few hours ago. You organize the counter with all the ingredients, pan pre-heating with butter.

"Perfect." There are a few more distant grunts, but you can still understand your husband's approval, making you proceed with your dinner plans. "Don't forget to lower the heat, in case you want to practice your dance moves again."

"It was just once, Kento!" You sulk, not like being called out for grooving in the kitchen. Did you burn a few things back then? Yes, but who didn't? It was your favorite pop playlist, your body went on its own!

Making sure your phone stays still well between your ear and shoulder blade, you land the first filet of chicken breast on the hot pan, a not-so-usual sizzling sound taking place in the room. Yep, let's definitely lower the heat, you move your fingers around the knob. "I won't burn our food again, smarty pants. Stop bullying your wife."

But you can't stay mad at him for too long. Not when you feel his deep, breathless chuckles flowing right inside your ear, into your mind and heart, making your stomach flutter like a scholar girl just like every single time. "I'm sorry love, you're right. Your food 's heaven, burned or not."

Letting out a last huff, you roll your eyes, feeling your lips curve in a lopsided smile. You bet Nanami has a similar one on his face right now. "How long 'til you come home?"

There's a small pause, filled with lowly breaths and the far sound of crickets. Maybe he finished what he was dealing with. "45 minutes from now. Think you can hold tight?"

"You're not deserving, but I'll make an effort." Now you hear the perfect form of a snicker, making you wish you could kiss it away and fill that pretty cheeky face with even more kisses. You miss your husband. "Come safe, 'kay? I'll see you soon."

"See you soon, love. Stay safe."

And the red finish button is pressed. Nanami carefully returns the device inside his pocket, now investing his whole attention on the last, persistent curse gaping at him behind a pillar, thinking it could catch him out of guard.

Rubbing of the remains of blood coming from a small cut on his jaw, he roughly loosen the tight knot of his tie that you so lovingly did this morning. He needs to move without restraints if he wants to get the next subway, though.

"Let's finish for today, shall we?"

And like every weekday, Kento makes it on time.

© asunflowerana 2024

[postmoe]

Wise x

ok hear me out-

yandere, smutty, sharing, reader degradation

Scenario 1:

You're a solo agent who has relied on Phatheon - relied on Wise - for years. Being in such crippling debt is not ideal, the only way you can really pay off anything is through the hollows. You're just lucky to have such a doting Proxy.

It's scary fighting all those monsters, but, with such a handy companion, you know you're safe. Even so, it can get very embarrassing.

"Didn't you wear that underwear yesterday?"

"You really don't leave much to the imagination, do ya, (Y/n)?"

"I'll jump first, just make sure to land on my face, 'kay?"

You can try and retaliate, but, if you don't show up wearing a skirt or change inside the hollow, then he's just going to sit there and not lead you. Complaining and pushing him does nothing, he may as well just be disconnected.

At least, if you're ever being chased on the 'safe' side by other gangs or some criminal or public secs, you can hide safely in his bedroom. In his bed. Him in you.

Well, you have to thank him for being so kind, don't you? It's only polite.

Don't even think about asking other Proxys for help, he'll easily overshadow them or spread misinformation. Honestly, no one wants to get on Phatheon's bad side anyway.

Whether it's him or his Bangboo, you can bet he's going to be one annoying, clingy pervert.

Scenario 2

You're part of the Cunning Hares. You join thinking you're going to help make some cash to survive on the streets, only for Nicole to throw you to Wise as "Interest on their outstanding payment with Phatheon."

Cue you sitting between his legs while he's at his computer, soft cock just warming up in your mouth. Docile you is too meek to do anything about it, especially when your wrists are cuffed to the legs or arms of his chair.

If you want to talk you have to get his attention somehow, don't remove your mouth unless he explicitly says you can. Otherwise, a good spanking is in order.

Nicole ain't gonna bust you out, either. She'll be telling you to up the performance in hopes of getting even more shaved off the bill.

If you're lucky (not), Wise will invite Billy in for some fun. "How about it, let her grind on your face while she sucks my cock?"

All the eager to comply, you're soon letting the robot explore you while you actively please your employer's proxy with your mouth. The three of you sure make a cute trio.

It's rare you go on hunts with them, though if you do, you're usually stuck on supply duty. Can't risk you unable to 'work', yanno? Leave the fighting to the professionals, and you can stick with what you're good at!

It also makes for some fun moments between you, Billy and the Bangboo.

You just exist to be bullied, it seems.

... ... ...

Wise will make sure you're completely dependent on him. If you need money, food, a roof over your head then you better believe it's him you go to. In a world with Hollows, gangs, corrupted law, it's not that hard to 'fake' an accident if you went elsewhere.

He's not worried about you running around and leaving the store, as long as you know you to come back when you've got it out of your system. He's not above punishment and chaining you up.

Don't believe his calm and collected responses, just pay attention to his eyes and you're bound to notice what kind of emotion he's emitting.

[obessedwithfictionalmen]

Cool ass party

Miguel Diaz X Female! Reader

!SPOILER WARING FOR COBRA KAI SEASON 6!

Summary: When Miguel goes to the frat party, he's far from thinking he's going to get the girl.

Warning: Use of Y/n/ violence/ swearing/ mention of blood/ alcohol/ kinda heavy makeout/ Google translte spanish/ mention of body parts?/

Word count: 1.2k

To be honest, I didn’t know why I followed Miguel, Demetri and Hawk at the college tour. I didn’t even know which college I wanted to go to, but still, I followed the guys while a random dude walked in front of us. ‘’You really think we got a chance at M.I.T?’’ Demetri asked us. I looked at Miguel with an ‘His he for real?’ look in my eyes. ‘’Dude, you guys are the Binary Brothers, if M.I.T don’t accept you, they’re stupid as fuck’’ I exclaim with a laugh in my throat. Hawk smiled as we looked around. ‘’Y/n, are you considering coming with me here?’’ Miguel shyly asked. I take a deep breath as I look at the ground.

Before I can answer, the tour guide gets tackled on the ground by two familiar faces. ‘’Kyler? Brucks? What the hell?’’ Demetri mumbles as we connect the dots. ‘’Rhea? Lip, Lip’s friend? Weird chick?! What are you guys doing here?’’ Kyler exclaimed.

After catching up with our ‘old friends’ and eating, Kyler decided to bring us to our first frat party. I usually avoid frat house’s parties, but since I was with guys that I trusted, I decided to go. I wasn’t dressed to go to a party, but who cared? As we entered the room, I stick with Miguel, plus he was my crush, so it was another reason to stay with him. Frat boys everywhere, sorority girls glued to them, alcohol, smoke and the smell of sex filled my nostrils and my eyes. ‘’That’s something’’ Hawk exclaimed, making us laugh. ‘’Let’s just, lay low, stick together and keep an eye on your drinks. We’ll be fine’’ I try to convince them.

There was a blur between the time we arrived and now, why Miguel was sticking up to Kyler was confusing. But what was more confusing was the way Miguel’s body and mine moved together. The way his hands traveled my body in a sky but sensual way. When I turned to face him, our mouths were almost on the other. I could feel his breath on my skin. The look in his eyes was almost enough to get me to throw my self control out the window. I kept looking at his eyes and his lips, I needed to kiss him. As I leaned forward, something stopped us. ‘’Where’s my vacuum?!’’ The asshole in ‘charge’ of the frat yelled, referring to Kyler. Miguel and I turned our head to our ex-bully. ‘’Men, I ain’t gonna clean that’’ Kyler tried to stand up for himself. My dance partner and I made our way closer to Kyler, in case something happened. We were joined by Hawk and Demetri, who were as clueless as we were. After Kyler tried to tell the guy off, again, things got heated, and Miguel stepped in. ‘’Enough!’’ he yelled, getting everyone’s attention. Someone stopped the music, making it more dramatic. Kyler got up from the floor, cleaned his mouth from the dirty food he picked up. ‘’Why don’t you tell him the truth?’’ Miguel confronted the frat ‘king’. ‘’The truth about what, man?’’ Kyler asked. ‘’Well, we had a good run, but you’re never getting into this frat’’ the douchebag said.

Kyler took a second to think before he grabbed a girl’s drink before pouring it on the guy’s head. I had to refrain a laugh as Hawk ate popcorn because of how good the entertainement was. The douchebag, who’s ego got hurt, tried to punch Kyler, but he was quicker and blocked it. ‘’Bitch, don’t you know, I know karate!?’’ he exclaimed before pushing the guy on a metal pole.

And there it was, another karate brawl. But this time, it was funnier than the others I’ve been apart of. Demetri, Hawk, Miguel, Kyler and I were all working together, it was amazing. But, at one point, guys started to land punches on me. But with the adrenaline, I didn’t feel any of it. ‘’Let’s go before campus security comes!’’ Kyler exclaims. As we all ran outside, I burst out laughing. ‘’That was a cool ass party" I yell, laughing. Miguel, for some reason, puts his arm around my shoulder as we ran across campus.

‘’Oh, you’re bleeding’’ Miguel said as we walked home, I lived two streets away from him. ‘’Your hair was in the way, that’s why we didn’t notice, and your lip too.’’ He says as he innocently touches my lower lip. Realizing what he’s doing, he quickly moves his hand away. ‘’I’m sorry, I, uh.’’ He stuttered. I smile as we arrived in front of his apartment block. ‘’You’re bleeding too, do you need help cleaning it up?’’ I suggest. Miguel nods and leads the way to his apartment. No one was home.

‘’It was a hell of a Superman punch.’’ Miguel complimented as I put butterfly closures on his wound. I blush and look down. ‘’All done’’ ‘’Good, it’s your turn now’’ Miguel orders. I sit on the bathroom counter as Miguel picks what he needs from the first aid kit. I look at him and smile. ‘’What’s with the smile?’’ he asks, smiling too. He delicately starts to clean the blood of my forehead, next the one on my lip. ‘’I enjoyed myself today. It was nice dancing with you’’ I whispered. Miguel blush and gets back to his task. ‘’I enjoyed dancing with you too.’’ He says back, with a flirty tone. While he works on my forehead, I say nothing, the tension in the small bathroom speaks for itself. The way we maintain eye contact speaks for itself. His brown eyes are deeply into mine and my self control is about to expire.

‘’This might hurt’’ he warns before disinfecting my lip. ‘’Y’a know, if I was a random girl, I’d ask how you know so much about fixing lips. But each time you get into a fight, I’m there’’ I chuckle. Miguel smiles. ‘’Yeah, and each time I think you look good kicking everyone’s ass’’ he flirts back. I almost fold, but I love to flirt with people. ‘’You think I look good, Diaz?’’ I reply. Seeing how red he turned when I called him by his last name, it's something I’m going to do again. ‘’Of course, I don’t think there’s anything hotter than you kicking someone’s ass.’’ he moves a little closer to me. His thumb caresses my lower lip as he uses the triangle method on me, which works. ‘’You wanna kiss me, Diaz?’’ He swallows pretty hard, but still keeps his composure. ‘’Please, you have such pretty lips. I really want to kiss you’’ he whispers, millimetres away from my lips. ‘’Then do it, Diaz’’ I mumbled before I lean in, our lips finally touching.

The kiss got heated pretty fast, Miguel’s hands making his was on my body fast. The only time we pull away from each other is to take our breath. The kiss leaves us breathless, our chest rising up and down as his black curls are getting messier and messier. ‘’I wanted to do that for so long’’ Miguel said with his dry throat. Our lips collapse together again, I wrap my legs around his waist as my hands tugs his hair. One of his hands make his way on my thigh, getting dangerously close to my wet core.

‘’Hola, ¿hay alguien en casa?’’ Miguel’s grandma announces as she enters the house. ‘’Shit, my grandma. I thought she was at the grocery store’’ Miguel babbles as he tries to fix himself. I giggle and fix my hair. ‘’Don’t worry, I’ll sneak off by that window.’’ I smile, looking at the small window. He tries to come up with an apology, but I cut him. I slide off the counter and place a quick kiss to his lips. ‘’You can apologize for your grandma later, I’ll leave my window unlock tonight, Diaz’’

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

got any more empath reader?

Only because there's rampant plot bunnies for it in my brain. I have an abundance of much more polite asks.

"You okay?" Dick asked, careful not to touch you as he got close enough to speak in your ear- to be heard above the din. You were drowning in an oversized hoodie and that usually meant "Do not. I am not real today."

You half shrug and give him a wan smile, "About as okay as it gets after a blow out."

"It was a good one, huh." He rubbed the back of his neck and leaned against the wall. You exuded calm he knew you didn't feel. And it was nice. He felt better, and he appreciated it. That benefit of your odd little empathic quirk.

Bruce had banned you from doing it to the WHOLE manor all at once, but, it was a little difficult for him to stop you from doing it in your immediate vicinity.

"What was Jason like before?" you ask, tucking your knees up under your hoodie and wrapping your arms around yourself. There's no judgement in the question, just curiosity. From someone else that had felt a part of themself die on a filthy floor.

"Annoyingly cheerful," Dick snorted. "Tough though. Street smart. Idealistic and brave to a fault. It's like he was made in a lab to be Robin. I got the job by Tragedy. Jason got the job because Bruce- well frankly I think Bruce was lonely and saw a scrappy kid who stole his tires and just went 'welp guess I'm a dad again'. And we all know Tim just bullied his way in." He broke off and shook his head. "He didn't really mean what he said about-"

"You and Steph call me a Science experiment all the time," you point out.

"Yeah," Dick admitted, wincing. "But it didn't go wrong. What they did to you was wrong. They way they did it was wrong. What you can do is cool as shit... You're not a walking Xanax. That's not what we keep you around for."

When you don't look at him, nodding silently, he wonders what you're picking up. How deep you can dig through a person for their buried feelings. And exactly what it COSTS to know that information all the time. "I think I'm gonna go on a walk for a while."

" 'Kay," Dick said easily, "Planning on comin' back for dinner?" Rambles were good. And not uncommon. They gave you time to clear your head.

"I'm not sure," you admit, "but I should be back before dark."

Dick nodded, "I'll tell Bruce. I don't think he wants you on Patrol for any particular reason. You're probably just on stand by." With any luck, Dick thought, they'd never put you with Jason. That would be catastrophic.

[enavstars]

May you bliss us with your angst ninja headcanons?

mainly kai pls

Sorry for the delay. You asked mostly for Kai's so I delivered. If anyone wants more hcs about the others I can work on it some time in the future (I also have more of Kai).

Now the hcs:

• All the ninja have PTSD from everything they’ve been through

• And abandonment issues

• Cole has an eating disorder and eats when he’s stressed, this is one of the reasons he is very insecure of his weight. People online poke at him for it

• Jay's terrified of losing his loved ones again because of him. That is another reason why he went absolutely crazy post Seabound, as he thinks it was his fault Nya had to resort to sacrificing herself

• He used to be bullied for living in a junkyard before becoming a ninja and that's why he was ashamed of it

• Zane always shoves down everything wrong that happens to him (e.g being the Ice Emperor for way too long to be ok about it) because he puts the team and their needs first.

• Nya has nightmares from the time she died in skybound but doesn't tell anyone.

• She had to keep her work and love life secret from her brother for fear that he would shut her down to protect her. Her fear persisted well into s1 and that's why she felt she had to hide Samurai X even from Kai

• Lloyd still admires his uncle despite his obsession with the green ninja (and all the neglect that came with it) because he's the only relative that actually took him in

• All of the ninja have at some point hidden an injury at least once. But Kai and Nya are the ones that do it more often (Nya specially when she was samurai X), and know how to treat mild wounds because of it.

• Kai and Nya do physical activities when they’re stressed or have emotions they don’t want to process. They can do their thing like Kai working in the forge and Nya doing mechanics but they usually train, however they can go on for hours (Kai has passed out a few times)

• Kai and Zane have a very poor sense of self. Zane’s comes from him not valuing his life and thinking he’s expendable since he can be rebuilt, ignoring all the trauma that comes from getting severely hurt or “dying”. Kai has problems seeing his worth as a human being because he’s never lived for himself; everything he does is for someone else and so he thinks his value resides in what he can do for other people. 

• Kai is terrified of the idea of being alone, it’s his worst fear.

• He has THE WORST coping mechanisms and Zane is confused on how his body was able to go through all of them (Alcoholism, illegal fights, smoking…)

• Kai is an insomniac, he barely sleeps most nights and instead just waits until he passes out (He has very deep eyebags because of it but hides them with make up, covering his freckles too). He sometimes bumps into some other ninja at night since they all have fucked up sleep schedules. 

• Lloyd also has a lot of problems sleeping because of nightmares and goes to Kai or Nya’s room where he feels safer (mostly into Kai’s). Sometimes they stay up at night chilling or they try to sleep. In those cases the nights with Lloyd are the ones where Kai sleeps the most because he feels safer too.

• Kai has chronic depression because of his fucked up childhood

• Lloyd thought he had depression too for a while but it turned out to be autistic burnout because of the stress of being the green ninja. But he can’t properly rest or heal from the burnout so he’s exhausted most of the time.

• When he’s stressed Kai forgets to eat and can go days with very little food because he’s used to it from being poor in his childhood.

• Genuinely forgot what it feels like to be a kid and have no responsibilities so it’s his personal mission to not let that happen to Lloyd. Kai would be devastated if Lloyd ended up like him.

• Kai sometimes feels insecure about his face scars and contemplates hiding them with make up.

• Kai’s touch starved but terrified of letting people in.

• He hides his negative emotions as anger and when the others try to reach out to him he pushes them away by getting angry at them until it's mutual and they leave him alone.

• Never told the others about what he did after Zane’s “death”. He fixed himself up, alone.

[bbagelbitch]

Assorted Nekoma headcanons: (just for funzies)

(they've been sitting in my archives for YEARS)

First years:

Lev actually managed to get a girlfriend at one point about halfway through first year, she asked him out because she thought he was cute, broke up with him a week and a half later after realizing he’s a dumbass and a bit of a weirdo

Shibuyama is one of those people who you��d think he’s just listening to Taylor swift or something but he unplugs his earbuds and its like- little darkie or some screamo heavy metal LMAO

Shibuyama has a helicopter mom which feeds his anxiety to the point that he carries pepper spray with him sometimes

Tamahiko has a pet tarantula

Inuoka is the kind of person who’d wear shorts when its snowing out

Inuoka and lev will both unironically do Fortnite dances during practice

Shibayama totally has a bunch of allergies and is a picky eater

Inuoka and lev are basically just human garbage disposals (will eat ANYTHING)

Lev can’t swim

Biblically accurate lev Haiba (gets the worlds WORST sunburns every time he goes outside)

Lev has low blood pressure and will randomly faint when standing up too fast (Kenma has the same problem but refuses to admit it)

Inuoka is one of those people who types in all caps the majority of the time. Every literature and language teacher he’s ever had has told him off for using way too many exclamation points. (He can’t help it he’s just a happy little dude)

Lev texts constant updates about what he’s doing t the team group chat to the point where he’s been kicked off of it more times than he can count. (Usually for talking about taking a shit) (see Charles Boyle from B-99 for reference)

Second years:

Fukunaga and Kenma rarely have actual text conversations but they’re constantly sending memes back and forth to each other

Tora actually has fairly curly hair and it was a borderline afro when he was in elementary school (he’s part latino in my mind argue with the wall)

Kenma listens to almost exclusively video game soundtracks (skyward sword is his favourite)

Tora totally listens to girypop rap (he is 100% a Flo milli Stan sorry)

Tora has asked kai for advice on how to talk to girls SEVERAL times and the information that you should just talk to them like they’re normal people blows his mind every time (how does kai do it? Is he a witch? A demon?

Fukunaga owns at least 3 cats and they all have weird names (inspired by my friend who’s cat’s name is Fax Machine)

Kenma is the world’s driest texter (canon actually)

Also fukunaga uses :3 constantly

Fukunaga and kenma constantly bully Tora about his obsession with looksmaxing and say shit like “he can’t talk he’s too busy mewing” LMFAO (you either drip or you drown taketora)

Tora knows how to braid hair cause he’d help akane with her hair when they were younger

All of the second years used to bite people when they were kids

Third years:

The third years have done group costumes for halloween since their first year

Kai is basically the team’s dedicated tutor (Kuroo is too snarky and yaku is too impatient)

Kuroo listens to western (English) music cause he thinks it makes him seem cool and he developed a superiority complex about it. “Oh you haven’t heard of Radiohead?”

Also kuroo and yaks have pretty similar music taste (a lot of modern rock) but the key difference is Kuroo likes arctic monkeys and yaku likes the strokes (they argue about which band is better constantly (yaku is right, its the strokes))(cause they always have to be arguing about something smh)

Kai also totally has a longtime girlfriend in high school bro is possibly the only person on the team who’s done ANYTHING with a girl (probably one of the only people on the whole damn SHOW)

Kai defo knows martial arts I would not want to face him in a fight

Kuroo still uses emoticons instead of emojis :3 ;D and whenever he does, yaku makes fun of him and tells him to “get with the times”

Yaku 100% repeats what Kuroo says in a mocking tone whenever the opportunity arises

Kai is the type of person to say “personality” when asked if he prefers tits or ass

Miscellaneous:

Nekoma is the most neurodivergent team in the whole show bruh like come on 

(autistic: Lev, Kenma, fukunaga.)(kenma totally also has ARFID)

(ADHD: Inuoka, Yamamoto, (both textbook cases of ADHD in guys) Kuroo, fukunaga) (Fukunaga my AuDHD king)

(OCD: Tamahiko, shibuyama (I just get vibes ok leave me alone) 

(Yaku isn’t neurodivergent he just has anger issues lmao) 

Kai is the only sane one on the entire team

Kuroo is also 100% one of those kids who got diagnosed with adhd really young so he appears mostly normal thanks to being medicated from the age of like- 6

Every single person on the team is oblivious as to when someone is flirting with them (kai is the exception)(girls pull out the wow your hands are so big and you’re so tall all the time and NOBODY reads into it)

Kai exclusively smells like a mix of vanilla and sandalwood and on the other side of that spectrum, Yamamoto reeks of axe body spray and b.o. No matter how many times Kenma tells him that axe actually drives girls away, Tora never listens.

Akane becomes manager of the boys volleyball team once she reaches high school (the first years will be third years by then)

The team all protective as HELL over akane (canon tbh)

[hntnsshi]

Fated

Asamine Matakara was someone who would believe on the idea of fairytales and fantasies being real.

He had idolized at the imagery of a living, breathing Honki people for years after all. Despite the harsh bullies he received, which was a result of holding into this kind of dream with such pure innocence, Matakara wouldn’t change a single thing and continue to hang on to his believes with an unwavering faith even until he grew up. His sparkling green eyes still held the same innocence he had all those years ago.

So it wouldn’t be a surprising thing if someone discovered that he, one of the tops dogs of the Minato Kai gang, was actually a huge hopeless romantic who adored the idea of meeting his fated soulmate in the cheesiest ways possible known to mankind. Ranging from the invisible string theory, higher-self meeting and guiding to encounters, dreaming one’s future soulmate multiple times until their fated reunion. The fantasy of experiencing something similar had successfully turned Matakara’s knees to a pair of wobbly jellies as his cheeks burned a lovely, crimson red. This habit usually happened each time the young man finished reading the stacks of sappy romance novels he had saved on his desk. Every syllables was imprinted to Matakara’s brain, and with the fresh scene of love confessions playing over and over as if he’s rewinding a record, he was eventually left breathless and dazed of said romantic event.

Love, in Matakara’s opinion, was such an beautiful thing to experience.

No one had any knowledge of this small hobby of his, not even Komao and Zabu knew. Matakara unintentionally masked his fixation well, hidden behind his image as one of the strongest delinquent at school. In all honesty, Matakara didn’t mind getting discovered as a sappy dork, but knew better than to share his private life openly to the people around him (even when he’s now a lot stronger than he was back then, stronger to not get beaten to black and blue and left to rot alone). However, if someone were to find out about his view on magical, breath-taking love myths and encounters, Matakara would not back down from defending the view of his love. He jotted down notes, stored scientific journals, and scrolled through countless of threads just to prove how invisible strings which brought and tied two people together eternally existed.

Especially after Matakara managed to stumble upon you one day, gazing up at him full of awe and wonder after he accidentally blurted a romance novel recommendation while you were rummaging desperately on the bookshelves in a bookstore. Your smile, your joyful laugh, your delightful voice as you thanked him for the amazing titles he suggested, and your warmth when the two of were reaching out toward the same book with fingertips slightly touching each other— sending electric tingles that rushed inside his bloodstreams. Suddenly, the knowledge of inhaling oxygen to breathe properly was lost in Matakara’s short-circuited brain.

To be able to meet you was the fate he had long dreamed of.

[underthecrosshold]

Chisaki was wasted

With the MHA manga ending and getting an end to Chisaki’s story I have just a couple of things to say.  Most importantly wtf was that. Fortunately in every other piece of media I chose to consume my favorite character is usually one of the main ones or at the very least they are a fan favorite, originally when I started to watch MHA I fell in love with Bakugou but then everything changed when I saw season four and laid my eyes on Mr. Evil Bird Man. I was not expecting Horikoshi to dive into characters who really despised quirks and their existence. It was a fresh perspective on the series and as we got to learn more about  Chisaki I started to understand him more and more. I know fans of the show sometimes make jokes about being reincarnated into the show and being born with a hammer for a head. At first it would be fun to go into your favorite series, but the implications of that universes rules can seriously mess you up. For example Dabi’s flames burn him. Quirks are not always a blessing they can be a curse, a sickness. 

I believe Chisaki was the first character to bring this up maybe besides characters like Skinner showing that he was bullied for his. Quirks are terrifying when you think about their potential effects, Eri accidentally killed her parents when she got hers and Shigaraki killed his when he manifested an altered version of overhaul. This brings up my next point. Why did nobody dwell on the fact that decay is the first half of overhaul?? Dose this not imply that Chisaki was experimented on as a kid as well? Is that why he is fine doing it to Eri since he clearly shows no remorse to her for his actions, only Pops? Is there some sort of trauma with him and that that he never addressed so he believes that what hypothetically happened to him was okay? Is that why he doesn’t care that he did the same pain onto Eri? This is where my issue lies. Chisaki was used as nothing more than a plot point to push the story further. We barley know anything about him. Why is he the way he is? There are so many unanswered questions. 

Chisaki was used to introduce Nighteye, the big three and Eri’s quirk so there was a way to defeat All For One. He doesn’t get expanded on past the bare minimum which I think is insane for a show that has as many flashbacks that it has. The time line we have is that he was in one of All For Ones orphanages, he was somehow on the streets, Pops picked him up, he got into fights growing up defending his fathers honor and he was never really stopped from continuing to do so, then he’s a grown adult and we see his crazy plan being told to his father and he freaks out to then Kai needing to please and repay him so bad he did with anyway. Did Pops not give him enough love and reassurance growing up? Why did he feel the need to go out of his way to help his family. We know the Yakuza was weaker, were they being mistreated? If so why were they allowed to exist if they were just going to be mistreated?

Next thing I want to talk about is Pops and Kai’s reunion, I’m so upset that Pops was somehow woken up via technology. They should have just left him in the coma if Chisaki wasn’t going to get his quirk back. Now I like how Chisaki didn’t get his quirk back but it would have been so easy for him to with the way other characters quirks evolved, like Toga being able to use other people’s quirks of the blood she took, why couldn’t Overhaul turn into creating matter or having skin touch not just hands touch? How hard was it for Pops to be one of the civilians Shigaraki killed and Kai to go into such a panic that his quirk evolves and he helps the heros or goes after Shigaraki himself??? Which brings me to my next hot take. The only reason people hate Overhaul is because we got to meet his victim personally. Shigaraki, Dabi, Toga, all killed and hurt others but their crimes get overlooked because we never knew the names, faces, or anything really about the people who’s lives were taken. I’m not excusing Overhauls behavior whatsoever because the whole Eri thing was insane. I don’t understand why he couldn’t have just taken her hair, or sweat or something. Why blood??? If he needed her DNA it’s literally all over her, you really needed her blood? Okay crazy. ANOTHER THING THATS CRAZY IS POPS COMMENT. What do you mean Hari should have done better? This guy seems to love putting his problems onto other people, Kai is Hari’s problem, Eri was Kai’s problem. Dude you are his Dad maybe if YOU parented him he wouldn’t have turned out like this. Hari was his somewhat equal you had power not him.

Another thing people get mad about is the killing of Magne, she attacked first, just saying.

Lastly him losing his arms was beautiful irony. Yakuza getting fingers cut off for messing up in missions, him cutting off Compresses arm, him wanting to destroy Quirks. Shigaraki was a twisted genius when cutting off Overhauls arms. I’m not mad about him getting the consequences of his actions. I’m just upset he was never expanded on and the fandom collectively hating his surface level character when he had and has so much potential. 

I might type more later I just wanted to get this off of my chest.

[nataliepruitts]

Our Precious Gem | Possessive!Bully! Tomura, Touya, & Kai x Reader

Chapter 6

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Hatred was the one emotion Tomura, Touya, and Kai knew best, from the time they were born seeds of hatred were implanted into their hearts and grew as they grew. Touya and Tomura especially, growing up with abusive fathers who asked way too much of them, the more they experienced and witnessed the more that hatred for others grew.

When Tomura and Touya first met in kindergarten they bonded instantly over their shared experience. It took a bit of time for Kai to get mixed in with them, mostly because he didn't like interacting with people. He had a bit of a better life than them, he had maids and servants who did whatever he asked and gave him anything he wanted, but his parents were barely around. They were always doing some work for the Hassaikai so he had no proper parental guidance, and resentment started stirring in him. But he did end up getting close with them by the time they got into grade school.

Hatred is the emotion the three of them know best, so when you walked into their lives in grade school and they couldn't feel any hatred towards you, even though they really tried to, they were confused. They didn't know what was going on. To them, you were the prettiest girl in class, scratch that, you were the prettiest girl in the entire school. But you were still just another kid and they wanted to hate your guts, so they started teasing you.

When you tried to be friends with them you stirred something inside of them, something they didn't recognize, and it frustrated them. It frustrated them that they couldn't hate you, and they let their frustrations out on you, the more frustrated they got the meaner they were. You're nothing, you're just another nuisance that they have to deal with every day at school. A part of them wants to keep you away from them and not have to deal with you, while another part hates that you try to avoid them.

One day, in the second year of grade school, you notice that Kai is being more distant than usual, he's even distancing himself from Tomura and Touya. You overheard some of the teachers talking about how Kai's parents died in a turf war that was happening and he was taken in by the leader of the Hassaikai. You now understand why he was being so distant.

"Hey, Chisaki," you greet him as you sit next to him.

"Leave me alone, filth. I don't want to deal with you today."

Your heart pounds in your chest, you never thought that you would ever try to comfort one of your bullies, but here you are. "I heard about your parents and I just wanted to say -"

"That you're sorry!?" Kai shouts as he gets up out of his chair, "That's all everyone has been telling me, I don't need to hear it from a loser like you as well! Now get out of my sight before I beat you up!"

You get up out of your chair and throw your arms around him, hugging him tightly, "I know this means nothing to you, but I really am sorry for your loss. I want to say that I'm here for you if you want to talk but I know you would never accept that offer."

Kai's eyes widened as he stood there frozen, this was the first hug he had ever gotten. His heart pounds in his chest as he feels your small body pressed up against his. What is this feeling? There's a strange emotion he's feeling that he doesn't understand and it scares him. He pushes you away from him as he stumbles back, almost tripping over the chair. "Don't ever do that again! Don't even touch me!" He shouted before rushing to the bathroom.

He started avoiding you after that thinking that if he stayed away from you his heart wouldn't feel like it was gonna pound right out of his chest, but he quickly discovered that just looking at you made his heart beat faster, and that strange feeling return. Tomura and Touya noticed how he was always acting weird around you all of a sudden but they just shrugged it off.

After Tomura lost his whole family in a break-in and was taken in by Mr. Shigaraki, he didn't know what to do with all the emotions that were building up. He started getting into fights at school and was being a lot meaner to all the other kids, including you. Everybody was scared to approach him and talk to him, the only ones that could were Touya and Kai. But when you saw him in the hallway, sitting in a corner by himself, having a mental breakdown while scratching violently at his neck, you couldn't just ignore him.

You walk into the bathroom, get some paper towels, wet them, and make your way over to him. You kneel in front of him and carefully grab his wrists, he looks up at you with wide teary eyes, he didn't expect anyone to be in the hallway. He watches you as you carefully wipe the blood off his neck with one of the wet paper towels. "I'm sure it means nothing coming from me, but I'm sorry you're going through all this. You shouldn't have to deal with this stuff at your age."

You take another paper towel and clean his face. His heart pounds in his chest as he gets a weird feeling in his stomach, your soft touches and gentle caresses giving him a weird feeling. You almost look like an angel in this moment. You pull him into a hug and his heart feels like it's about to explode out of his chest. He pushes you back as he stands up, he's so quick to move away from you that he almost trips over his own feet. He looks at you with wide eyes as he starts hyperventilating, he feels like he's about to die.

"Don't ever touch me again! Don't even come near me! You're a witch! You did something to me!"

You look at him in confusion, wondering what could have caused him to call you a witch, but before you can say anything, Tomura runs off. After that interaction, he started avoiding you as Kai did. You don't know what you did to make them start avoiding you now but whatever it was you wish that you had done it sooner if it meant they would finally leave you alone. Touya continues to bully you but he is very confused about why Kai and Tomura are now avoiding you.

Kai and Tomura weren't the same after their interactions with you, Kai kept feeling the sensation of your body pressed up against his and it drove him crazy. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop thinking about how warm the hug was. Tomura would sit in his bed at night feeling like he was losing his mind because he couldn't stop thinking about you. He would sit there tugging on his hair, "Why can't I get her out of my head?"

Touya didn't understand what was going on with them until the day he arrived at school with burns on his body, he got caught up in the house fire that his mom had set. He had burns on his upper torso, up his neck to his bottom jaw, and up to his ear, as well as on his arms. Kids being kids, the other kids talked about how disgusting he looked with his burns. You can tell he was going through a lot of trauma between getting burnt and his mom being sent away to a hospital, he's left with living with his father who he hates.

You find him sitting alone trying to get some burn ointment onto his burns but he was having trouble with his back. You go to sit next to him and take the ointment from him. "What are you doing?"

"You can't get the ointment onto your back yourself so I'm gonna help you. Now turn around." You turn him around and start putting the ointment on his back. He didn't want you to at first but he knew you were right, he couldn't do it himself, so he sat there and let you do it.

"I can't believe you're the one doing this." He had a scowl on his face as he sat there letting you do it. His breath hitched when he felt your fingers on his back gently rubbing the ointment in, he felt electricity run down his back and through his whole body as he got a weird feeling in his stomach.

"I'm sorry for how the other kids are treating you, no one should be teased for something they can't help."

"Worry about yourself, I don't need a pathetic loser like you worrying about me."

You stayed quiet as you continued to apply the ointment to his back. When you were done you handed the ointment back to him, he grabbed it and ran off. Once he was away from you he put a hand on his chest as he tried to calm his heart. What was with those strange feelings? She had to have done something to me.

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"We could have just gone to the cafeteria at school to grab lunch. You guys didn't have to take me to a restaurant," you tell the three boys as you look around the restaurant. It's one of those fancy places that you never saw yourself going to, mostly because you couldn't afford it. You feel out of place here. You felt out of place just riding in the limo with them. "I don't have any money with me. I could never afford this food."

"You don't need money, we'll be paying for it," Kai says as he hands you a menu.

Your eyes widen, "I can't let you do that!"

"Consider it a treat for always doing our homework and projects," Tomura says as he looks at the menu.

You open up the menu to look at the food, but when you see the prices you throw down the menu and jump up out of your chair, "Nope!" You try to make an escape but Kai is quick to grab your arm and pull you back into your seat before you can even take a step away from the table.

"Y/n, we're not gonna fight with you on this! We are buying you lunch so order something!" Kai says as he holds your arm to make sure you don't try to get up again. You sigh as you pick up the menu, you know that once these three make up their minds to do something they're gonna do it and there is no fighting it. You look through the menu and you find something that you have always wanted to try, so you decide to order it and hope that you like it. Especially since someone else is paying for it.

As you wait for the food to be brought out, you look at the three boys sitting with you. Touya's arms, chest, and neck are covered in tattoos in an attempt to cover the burn scars, and both he and Kai got piercings on their ears, but Touya also has piercings on his nose. Both of them give off that bad boy vibe that always drew girls to them, you were never surprised when girls started throwing themselves at them throughout middle school and into high school. But every single one of them would be scared away and you started wondering if they would ever get girlfriends and maybe even settle down.

Tomura, on the other hand, doesn't do well with people. If he wasn't friends with Touya and Kai then you're pretty sure that he wouldn't have any friends at all with the way he is. You still can't believe how much they have grown from those little boys you knew in grade school, you also can't believe that in a few weeks, the four of you will be going into your last year of high school.

[maacchia]

New Recruit

Miguel Diaz x Fem!Reader

Summary: Miguel is looking for new students to help Johnny get the dojo started. He quickly finds out that you are the baddest badass in the Valley, and invites you to Cobra Kai, an invitation you are hesitant to accept

Warnings: none really, fluff ig

(Takes place during season 1, reader kinda replaces Aisha as CK’s second student)

You wouldn’t say you were the most popular girl in the Valley. Though, you thought you had enough of a “cool” reputation to remain left alone by those who were considered bullies around school. However, that didn’t stop Kyler and his dumbass friends for giving you shit this afternoon.

“Just give me my keys,” you stood with one hand on your hip and another held out before Kyler as he dangled the keys to your moped just a few inches above where you could actually reach. The boy and his little crew had caught you as you were leaving the convenient store. You dropped your keys as you were taking them out of your bag, and Kyler had appeared in front of you, picking them up as soon as you bent to do the same. You assumed they were on their way to the store themselves, but decided to stop just to mess with you.

Kyler laughed as he looked down at you, giving instigated looks at his other accomplices who laughed along with him.

“Aw, come on you gotta try harder than that,” he cooed in a mocking tone. Rolling your eyes, you jumped once more as you previously had, prompting him to throw them over to his blond friend. He similarly dangled them in front of you, and you heard chuckles from the others.

Now, you wouldn’t say you were a naturally violent person. You usually like to settle your disputes with conversation. But it was hot out, and you were really looking forward to going home after the crappy day you had. You sighed, rolling your eyes once again before taking a few determined strides to where the boy was standing. The smile on his face grew as he prepared to taunt you some more, until you placed both hands firmly on his shoulders and swiftly brought your knee up to his crotch.

The boy instantly doubled over in pain, groaning as his hands came down to cup his area. You used this opportunity to snatch the keys back into your grasp, smiling victoriously as you did.

“Thanks,” you stepped back before turning to Kyler and his other two goons who were gawking at your sudden blow. You were sure that if you weren’t a girl, they might’ve jumped you at this retaliation, but since you were, they just stood with their mouths agape. You smiled sarcastically at Kyler, who looked at you with frustration in return.

You briskly walked toward your bike and then got on, starting the vehicle with the key. You drove off in the direction of your home, feeling triumph at your small defeat of those jerks. Even though you knew they would still go back to messing with other kids the next day, it felt good knowing at least you stood your ground. However, what you didn’t know was that there was another spectator who had seen the encounter from a couple yards away.

Walking home from school, Miguel Diaz came across the spat moments before your bash to Brucks’ dick. He stood utterly shocked and impressed as he realized he just found the kind of student Cobra Kai was looking for.

Miguel had to ask Demetri and Eli who you were during lunch the next day, seeing as he was still relatively new to the school and didn’t yet know most people.

“Oh, her?” Demetri pointed in the girls direction and Eli quickly swatted his hand down. “That’s (Y/N) (L/N). Yeah, she’s in my bio class—not very social, but seems cool over all. Let me borrow a pen once.”

Miguel looked over at you a few tables away, chatting it up with the only other person at your table. He wouldn’t say he was confident when it came to talking to girls. Hell, it was like what Demetri had said the first time he sat down at their table: that he had practically sealed his position of being unpopular and undateable. He was pretty sure you might even laugh in his face full stop, but he thought it was worth a shot if it meant Cobra Kai could gain more pupils. So, finishing his lunch, he began to plan on what he would say to you.

The school day was going as it usually did for you. You went to your morning classes, talked with a couple friends, and were already exhausted before lunch time. The only difference you noticed were the slight dirty glances Kyler and his crew gave you across the lunch room.

As you were putting up your books into your locker, getting ready for the last period of the day, you felt the presence of someone approaching you. You figured it was one of the few acquaintances you had at school. The person came to a stop right next to your locker, appearing to wait until you were finished before speaking. You closed the door before looking to your right to see a boy who you actually weren’t familiar with at all. With a confused expression, you fully turned to face him. He seemed anxious and unsure of himself as he began speaking.

“Uh…Hi! Um…you’re (Y/N) right?” he prompted, clearly nervous.

“Yeah?” you replied. The boy nodded quickly before continuing.

“Hi! Er…wait…I actually said that already, sorry,” he awkwardly chuckled, and you thought you could actually see him sweating. “I’m Miguel…Diaz—Miguel Diaz. I’m new here. I was watching you yesterday— I-I mean I wasn’t like, watching you, I was headed in that direction already and I just saw you, and you were already out—”

“Can you get to the point, Miguel Diaz?” you questioned, a little irritated at his stammering.

“Oh yeah, sorry,” he took a quick breath in before he said, “Yesterday I saw the way you stood up to Kyler and his friends, when you kicked one of them in the…you know. And I was wondering i-if you would be interested in joining my karate dojo?” The words came out faster than they previously had.

Miguel then took off his backpack and placed it on the floor in front of him as he began searching through it for something. You followed his movements with furrowed eyebrows as you saw him pull out a piece of paper and stand up straight, looking at you again.

“It’s called Cobra Kai,” he said, holding out the paper to you, at which point you realized it was a flyer for the dojo in question. You took it in your hands, looking over the the text and seeing the large clip art of a cobra at the focal point. You shifted your gaze back up at him as he began talking again,

“We’re looking for new recruits, and, you know, I just-I thought you seemed pretty tough. We have a class later today, actually! The time is on the flyer.”

Miguel couldn’t really read your expression as you looked back down at the flyer, nodding your head slowly. You took a moment, mulling the sudden flood of information over in your head. You didn’t think you had ever been asked such a question before.

“Um,” you began, squinting your eyes slightly and focusing back on him, “I’m not sure karate is…really my thing.” You hesitantly replied, clearly a bit weirded out by the offer. You saw the boy glance at the ground almost disappointedly, and jumped to spare his feelings, “I mean thanks for thinking I’m tough or whatever, but that whole thing with Kyler, it wasn’t really much of anything. I was just pissed.”

“Oh ok, yeah I get it. Don’t worry,” Miguel said, shaking his head. You smiled awkwardly, holding the flyer back out to him. But he didn’t take it, “You can keep it, I got plenty more.”

Miguel smiled at you, let down, but not surprised by the rejection. You placed the flyer in between one of your textbooks when the sound of the the warning bell signaling last period rang through the halls. You glanced up briefly before dismissing yourself.

“That’s me, I gotta go. But thanks again for the offer,” you said, beginning to walk past him and in the direction of your bio class.

“No problem,” he called back. The boy sighed, looking down at his shoes defeatedly. He really didn’t want to let Sensei down, and had a little hope that you would accept the invitation. But just like Demetri and Eli, you seemed to think it was kinda ridiculous, which he couldn’t exactly blame you for.

Miguel bent down to zip and pick up his backpack that was still on the ground. He threw it over his shoulder before trudging off to class himself.

Miguel, or “Karate Boy”, as you elected to call him in your mind, stayed in your thoughts as you rode home that afternoon. The whole thing had come as a surprise. Not that someone had seen your brush with those assholes yesterday, but more that it would inspire them to think that you would be good at martial arts.

Of course, you had felt flattered by the boys consideration. It wasn’t everyday that someone paid attention to you. Not even your parents, really. But come on, karate? The most you knew about karate came from those cheesy action movies you had seen on tv a few times. And while it seemed cool on screen, you never saw it as some something that many people did in reality.

You arrived home, thoughts about karate leaving your head as the familiar residence came into your view. Today was actually more exciting for you than normal. Last week, you had reluctantly asked your parents if they could have a movie night with you. To your thrilled surprise, they actually agreed, and had promised to take time off of their busy schedules to spend the evening with you. It was a very rare opportunity to finally hang out with them, and something you had been looking forward to since you arranged it.

You came up onto the driveway, smiling as you saw your moms car parked on the pavement, faltering only when you realized you didn’t see your dads stationed next to it. You parked your moped in the garage, eagerly running inside. As you came into the living room, you spotted your mom looking intently at her computer while typing.

“Hey mom!” you exclaimed, smiling ear to ear. Though, you don’t think she heard you come in as her eyebrows jumped in surprise when her gaze briefly met yours.

“Oh, hey sweetie! Didn’t see you there. How was school?” she asked, not really seeming interested as she quickly returned her attention back to her computer. A behavior you were pretty used to by now.

“It was fine,” you answered quickly. “Where’s dad?” You questioned, eyebrows faintly scrunched. Your mom just continued to type, not hearing, or maybe ignoring your question completely.

“Mom,” you spoke firmer.

“Hm?” she reluctantly perked her head up, meeting your stare. You felt a sudden pit in your stomach.

“Where’s dad?,” you inquired, quieter and uneasily this time.

Your mom sighed and tilted her head to the side a little, looking back at you with that same apologetic look you had been given so many times before.

“Look sweetie, your father had an important meeting come up. I know you were looking forward to tonight, but it was urgent, so he had to cancel. You know how it is.”

You stood and stared at her a moment, your smile shrinking until it disappeared completely. The familiar feeling of disappointment crashing over you in painful waves.

“Yeah…yeah I know how it is.” Your eyes stung. Your nose began to feel stuffy. Your attempts to blink away your tears were in vain as you felt one roll down your cheek. You swiped it away almost immediately, not wanting to show your mom how much it got to you. But it didn’t matter, because she wasn’t looking at you anyway as she attended back to her work.

“Um,” you sniffed, “will you at least be able to hang out tonight?” A tiny bit of hope in your voice. But as she shook her head, not even peering at you, the hope drowned.

“I would, but I’m swamped today, love. Something went wrong with the investors earlier, and they’re all on my ass, so I gotta focus. But I promise, me and your father will watch movies with you next time, okay?” She didn’t give the impression she was asking for a response as she kept on working.

“Okay,” you responded anyway, your tone defeated. You slumped upstairs to your room, face hot and more tears streaming down your cheeks. You finally reached your bedroom, throwing your bag next to your bed as you threw yourself on to it.

Of course, you thought. Of course they cancelled. Of course they made plans with you only to end up doing what they always do. Forgetting you. How could you be so stupid to think that this time would be different?

You hated being like this. You thought that after all of the times your parents had let you down, you would’ve gotten used to it by now. But here you were, crying your eyes out like it was something new. On top of barely having any friends, it seemed like not even your parents wanted to spend time with you.

You sat up, looking around your room before finally settling on your school bag. You found your mind wandering to the interaction you had with Miguel earlier. Here was this boy who had noticed you, and even thought about you, something most people, including your parents, never bothered to do. And you didn’t even really know him.

You wiped your face quickly before reaching down into your bag and picking out the flyer. You held it out in front of you, regarding the information again. The class times were displayed in a bold text. Just like Karate Boy had told you earlier, there was a class that very afternoon, and looking at the clock in your room, you realized that it would be starting in the next 45 minutes.

Karate, huh? You stood to grab your keys off of your night table, headed for the door with your bag over your shoulder.

What did you have to lose?

Miguel had head to the dojo immediately after school was over. Johnny had him doing some more sit ups, talking to him from across the room about his failed attempt to recruit some guys at a basketball court.

“Any luck today for you?” he asked the panting boy. Miguel shook his head.

“Not really. I gave out some flyers though,” he said, thinking back on his talk with you. Miguel was so sure he had found just the kind of person Cobra Kai was looking for, but he figured they would have to keep looking.

“Yeah that’s great,” Johnny muttered sarcastically. “You know, when I was a teenager, everyone thought karate was badass. What’s wrong with your generation?”

“I don’t know, I think now they all just think it’s…lame?” Miguel replied, moving from sit ups to push ups.

“Lame?!” Johnny yelled incredulously. “That’s bullshit! Karate isn’t lame, it’s kickass! Kids today are just coddled too much, that’s what it is.” Miguel nodded sagely at his sensei’s proclamation. “Maybe if we start one of those Tickle accounts, we could get some attention from other teenagers.”

Miguel brought himself to sit down, bringing his legs up to his chest and his arms coming around them. He looked at his sensei, trying to figure out what he meant before putting it together.

“…you mean TikTok?” he asked.

“Yeah whatever,” Johnny waved his hand dismissively before starting toward his office. “Make sure you clean those mats!” he instructed before disappearing through the door frame. Miguel sighed, standing up to retrieve the cleaning supplies from the closet.

Cobra Kai had been his saving grace when he moved to the Valley. He wanted so bad to be able to show other kids the kind of confidence they could gain. But he could also understand why they might feel like they’d never be able to defend themselves, just like he once did. Karate in the Valley was mostly a thing of the past, and he didn’t know if it would ever return to the glory Sensei described in his old stories. They would just have to keep looking.

As the pupil walked his way back into the training room, spray and rag in hand, he heard the bell chime of the front door. Miguel stopped in his tracks, meeting (y/e/c) eyes for the second time that day.

You walked up to the mat, taking a curious glance around the place before looking at him as he stared back, a marveled expression across his features. You smiled softly.

“You came,” was all he said in a gently astonished tone.

“Yeah, well, I had nothing else to do and figured why not give it a shot? Who knows, maybe karate is my thing,” you smiled wider as you saw his excitement grow at your words. It was kinda adorable. Shifting from foot to foot, uncharacteristically nervous, you abruptly heard the sound of an adult male voice from another room.

“Miguel, who is it?!” he shouted.

“I think we have a new student!” he yelled back, not breaking the gaze held between you two. You heard eager footsteps entering the room as a tall man with blond hair, and what looked to be a black robe on, entered rather joyfully.

But then you noticed the smile on his face significantly drop as he took one look at you. Miguel turned to face him, and you both watched as Johnny scoffed and glanced away, wistfully irritated.

“We don’t take girls,” he did a small dismissive gesture with his hands as both you and Miguel gave him the same baffled expression, yours on the little more offended side.

“Excuse me?” you said, almost prompting him to clarify. But before he could say anything more, Miguel hastily looked back at you, shaking his head and chuckling tensely, before grabbing the man and guiding him to the other room.

You sat there in disbelief, listening to their hushed whispers. What the hell was that guys problem? You thought that by now, people knew that girls were just as capable of fighting as guys. Women were allowed in the military nearly a century ago, for christs sake! Miguel didn’t tell you this place was run by a sexist douchebag.

You couldn’t help but start to feel stupid for even showing up. Maybe this was a mistake? Maybe you really hadn’t found a place to fit in after all. The self assurance you had in your impulsive decision was slowly replaced by a creeping feeling of doubt as the conversation between the two males droned on.

Two excruciating minutes later, the older man came out again, Miguel trailing behind him. “Ok, take off your shoes and step on the mat,” he ordered. You slid off your shoes, doing as he instructed and stepping forward on to the cold, soft surface. The man in black came to stand directly in front of you, Miguel standing slightly off to the side, smiling encouragingly in your direction.

“After further review, I’ve decided to allow female students,” he spoke. You rolled your eyes and smiled sarcastically. Lucky me, you thought. He began speaking again, “but if you wanna be in Cobra Kai, you can’t act like a girl.”

You looked at him incredulously. Was he serious? looking at his deadpanned expression, you deduced he was as you crossed your arms defiantly and scoffed before replying, “And how do girls act, exactly?”

Johnny rolled his eyes himself, “Don’t give me that. You know, all emotional. Loud. Complain-y. Never letting you finish a sentence.”

Well it seems like someone was projecting, you thought squinting your eyes. But this misogynistic bullshit wasn’t anything new to you either. “Well I know a few guys who act just—”

“Quiet!” the sudden cry made you flinch in surprise as he cut you off. How ironic. The man began to pace back and forth in front of you. “My student tells me that the other day you kicked some asshole giving you a hard time,” he stated.

You thought for a moment. Previously, you had rejected the praise Miguel had given you for the incident. But now, hearing the way Karate Man put it, you couldn’t help but feel a little prideful.

“Yeah,” you said, raising your chin half an inch higher, “I guess I did.” You glimpsed over at Miguel who had his own look of pride on his face as he gave you a determined nod, smirking.

“Well here at Cobra Kai, that’s the kind of behavior we encourage,” he stopped in front of you.

“Here, you can learn not just how to send a message with a kick,” he swiftly brought up his fists into a fighting position, “…but with your fists.”

You glanced at his balled up hands, and then back in his eyes. He stared at you with determination, “So, you think you can handle it?”

You hesitated for a second, trying to decide if you really were ready for the commitment. Then, you glanced over at Miguel, who was smiling at you hopefully, encouragingly. You knew what your answer would be.

“Yeah, I am,” you smirked with determination. You looked back at the Sensei, who nodded his head in faint satisfaction and stepped back.

“Alright, let’s get to work,” he replied, and you felt a chill of excitement run down your spine. This was the start of something you wouldn’t regret. Maybe you’d even make some new friends along the way.

Or perhaps, something more…

[fake-russian-chick]

My Cobra Kai DR

Hello everybody! I’m here again to talk about the DR I’m currently working with, simply because I’m bored, and this is my blog, so I do what I want.

My name is pretty much the same as in my CR, but now the Andy is short for “Andromeda”.

My main S/O is Eli Moskowitz, but I plan to have a thing with Robby around the time Eli was in his villain arc.

I’m best friends with Moon, Yasmine and Sam.

This DR self is really similar to my CR one, just with longer hair. I mean there I have pretty much the same uprising, personality, humor and etc.

Which also means I’m still Brazilian in the DR, but my sis and I are emancipated, so we went to the USA for me to make High School, and our aunt pays for everything.

I speak a lot of languages, some I also speak in the CR, some I don’t.

I call Miguel “Priminho”, because in my head, all the Latinos are cousins

I started by training at Cobra Kai, but left after Eli started to become a bully, that’s when I also broke up with him.

I have a frenemies relationship with Tory, because although we particularly get along very well, I usually stand up for Sam, which leads to a fight with her.

[fiberturkey89]

Nya and Kai headcanons cuz I haven't done them in a fat minute. Starting with Nya!

Nya and Kai are El Salvadoran/Philipino. (Ray being the one who's Phillipino and Maya being the one who's Salvadoran).

She was born on April 30th, 1999! About two-three years after Kai, who was ironically born in the winter months, that being January 14th, 1997. It's a running gag between the two that for somebody with a hot temper, he needs to chill out. (In return, he lightly bullies her for having the attitude of an April rainstorm).

Nya, when she was younger, would accidentally call Kai papá, father, or dad. He didn't think much of it then, but once she had departed to the sea.. her last words had been "Thank you for everything, dad," which was what made Kai go into a quiet devastation.

Neither of the two have never been ones for enjoying their own birthday's, partially because they used to spend it alone with just the two of them. Though Kai would often be the one to go a little extra for her and get them both party hats, a banner, and even confetti. In return, she'd do the same, except the food would be spicy for dinner. (Kai focused on celebration, and Nya focused on food)

Nya's attitude towards her birthdays changed when she and Kai found themselves a family to actually spend them with, becoming a little more accepting of them. However, this would change post Skybound whenever everyone would tell her to make a birthday wish, in which she would lock up and stare at the cake. (Kai or Jay usually saved her, Kai, because he could tell something off and Jay because... well, he knew)

This would worsen once she came back from the ocean because she had departed to the sea on the morning of her birthday. Even going so far as to scribble out the date of her personal photo with a red marker in a fit of fury once she and Kai had gotten some downtime between the two of them.

Kai often asks her to tell him what's up often, but she usually brushes him off. Though there have been points where she's considered sharing, she needs the confidence, though- and is actually a little nervous that Kai would go on a rampage when he finds out. (Because he would).

Aside from counter-shot, the two loved play fighting and anything physical! One of their favourites was red light, green light, alongside tag through the shop. On occasion, they'd play a round or two of soccer as well. It depended on the day when Nya wasn't doing school and Kai wasn't working to sustain them.

Kai often asks her for advice regarding crushes and relationship tips, be it platonic or romantic - and she returns them with fairly conversations that turn into what ifs and thinking. Though he doesn't do it as often post Crystallized as Nya and Jay went through.. a rough patch. He did help her to focus her anger through motion, though.