#lawrusso adjacent

[russolaw]

[spiderman2099sleftnipplepiercing]

@zappedbyzabka I think I accidentally deleted your ask I’m sorry-

[21kmoonz]

guys hear me out

greg larsen x nick conforth🗣🗣

[hideousvampire]

more lawrusso adjacent shit because im right and stuff like all the time

lawrusso queer agenda strikes again posts alternate!!!1!4!!?!!!_!_!_!

my boy!!!!! my boy

ignore how one image is significantly higher quality than the other

[skyf0ckz]

[bollface]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 . . . .˚

pairing — ruben x chris

warnings — illegal fights, talk of violence, hurt/comfort, sad boy ruben, this is short

prompt — Chris takes care of ruben

show — shootfighter & naked in New York

"And the winner is Ruben!" The announcer yelled into the mic, raising the blonde's hand; the man was bruised, bloodied, and ached with sorrow and pain; he stared at the twitching bloodied body of his opponent on the mat, seeing how men picked up the body and dragged him out the cage.

He had gone light on him, kept him alive, and didn't finish him like Mr. Lee wanted. The guy had a family; Ruben had talked to him before their fight, two little girls and a wife.

Ruben felt guilt and sorrow for the man, but he needed money too; living in New York wasn't all sunshine and rainbows; money didn't grow from trees; this way was one way for Ruben to earn decent money for his rent.

But it might not seem like that today; he had given the man mercy; Mr. Lee didn't believe in that bullshit, kill a man or have a man kill you; Mr. Lee dangles the money in front of his face with a price, finish the man and you'll earn your keep, Ruben didn't hold his other side of the bargain.

"You've disappointed me, Ruben," Mr. Lee sighed, tapping the thick cigar into his ashtray. Ruben stood in front of the man, face still bruised and still bloodied but kept on a down low, harmed body covered by a long sleeve.

"I-I couldn't…The guy has a family…What I did to him…that's enough, right? Just pay me half, and I'll work harder in the next fight." Ruben winced; his blue eyes looked pained as he walked closer, but he stopped when Mr. Lee raised his hand.

"Aht-aht-aht….you've failed me, Ruben, I sadly had to say…no money today, you've failed what I asked you to do….simple as that, Mr. Patterson… bye-bye now," the older man waved his hand to him.

Ruben's shoulders sagged down, and he turned around slowly, limping out of the secluded building and walking down the streets of New York. The blurring lights hurt his eyes, and the car's honking and screeching sounds made his ears bleed and his headache.

Chris was sitting on the couch of his apartment, looking over a screenplay his friend Jake had sent him, which resembled the Princess Bride.

He was having a peaceful night until he heard a loud thun against his apartment door; he had stopped everything, dropping the packet on the coffee table and standing up, slowly walking to the door with caution; maybe it was an animal that bumped into his door or a homeless man sleeping against it.

He slowly opened the door, peeking his head through the gap, "What the fuck?!" He gasped, seeing his pretty boyfriend slumped against the floor, a gym bag on his lap, and blood and tears mixed on his face.

"Ruben, holy—what happened?" He asked as he went and helped Ruben up, hearing the sharp inhale of breath and the slight whine, "fight…" Ruben whispered, his eyes blinking slowly; he was losing consciousness; blood was still coming out of his nose and mouth.

Chris pouted, carrying him into the living room and laying him down on the couch, not caring that the white fabric would be stained red, "I'll be back," He whispered, caressing Ruben's dirty hair and kissing his forehead.

"Don't bother….. I'm okay," the blonde slurred, waving his bruised hand. Chris shook his head, went to his kitchen, grabbed a first-aid, a glass of water filled with salt, and a regular glass of water.

"you look like you're hanging off the thread…what even happened? What fight for you like this?" Chris questioned, setting things up on the coffee table, kneeling next to the couch, and slowly moving to grab Ruben's face.

Examining every cut, every bruise, and every speck of blood on his pretty face, "fight…" Ruben mumbled; Chris frowned as he opened the first-aid kit, grabbing the alcohol wipes packet, "Was it against a fucking wrestler? I don't like that you go and come back like this; what if you don't even come back one day?"

Chris started cleaning the cuts on Ruben's face, hesitating with every sharp wince the blonde made, "Just…Have to. I'll be safe," Ruben mumbled, bringing his hand to Chris's cheek, his thumb caressing his face.

"But what if you're not…I can't live with mourning over you." Chris continued to clean the wounds, changing constantly from alcohol wipes to the trash gathered next to him.

"I'll be fine," Ruben muttered, wincing again.

"sure you will," Chris whispered, standing up and moving Ruben to sit up, passing him the glass with salt and water mixed and a tiny trash bin; Ruben groaned as he drank, spitting the now red water into the trash bin.

Chris continued his care, stripping Ruben to his boxers, examining the cuts, and cleaning them while putting bandaids on; Ruben just stayed quiet, staring into the ceiling, "I'm sorry," he whispered, years forming in his eyes.

Chris looked up at him and sighed, standing up and sitting next to his boyfriend, "You don't have to be sorry…I just worry…you come home, and you're all beaten up, and you won't tell me; I worry," he whispered.

Ruben sniffed, lips quivering as he frowned, leaning against his small boyfriend, legs thrown over Chris's lap and head on Chris's shoulder; he just needed to be helped, cared for, and loved; Chris was doing just that.

Soft fingers softly caressed his hair, and soft thumbs rubbed circles in his knee, "Don't worry, baby…I got you; you're safe with me," Chris whispered, leaving soft kisses on Ruben's forehead as the blonde wept quietly.

"I love you," Ruben whispered, cuddling closer to Chris and looking at him with pained blue eyes.

"I love you too, baby…I got you," Chris whispered as he leaned down and gave a long and caring kiss on Ruben's bruised and cracked lips; closing their eyes, they sat in silence, the humming of the ceiling fan being heard and the set sniffs coming from Ruben.

"I don't deserve you….I'll be safer, I promise," Ruben whispered as he pulled away. Chris hummed and smiled, "Good, I don't want you to die before you see me out in theaters," he joked lightly. Making Ruben hum and giggle.

For the rest of the night, Chris took care of Ruben and did everything for him; it made Ruben feel overwhelmed by the love Chris had given him; everything was perfect, and Ruben's guilty and self-beating thoughts went away as they cuddled on the couch and watched 'Rocky 2.'

A/N — so I tried writing angst idk if its good, but I tried my best!!!! Stay tune for more Lawrusso adjacent one shots!!! And thank you @skyf0ckz for the prompt in my rant!!!!

[zappedbyzabka]

[wolfgangevenstar]

[whitechocolateanti]

ck if the c in cobra kai stood for cunty and the g in miyagi do stood for got that shit on

[rosie-tyler]

"Chris x Ruben is the superior Lawrusso adjacent ship-" WRONG!

It's these two.

[pinkgrapefloyd]

amanda / carmen: fun. sweet. a classic for a reason. carmen works hard, she deserves to get treated right and eaten right. 11/10.

amanda / shannon: killer combo. the firecracker and the wildcard. also somehow the annoying couple in matching workout outfits. also the ultimate “let’s parent robby” stepmom/stepdad wife swap which makes it extra hilarious when you pair it with lawrusso. 

amanda / ali: the funniest fucking thing of all time. ali will not rest until she’s fucked all the bad bitches in the valley. close the messy cycle of “my ex is fucking my other ex” by fucking your ex’s ex. such a sapphic move tbh. karate adjacent? good enough. power couple of the century.

[russolaw]

[spiderman2099sleftnipplepiercing]

I tried- I was having a bad drawing day 🥺

But it’s still adorable 🥰

[cobra-wives]

you give me lawrusso adjacent; chris naked in new york x ruben patterson shootfighter. essentially, literally any amalgamated mixture of the zacchio-verse and their roles. i don’t mind - i love them all.

i nod.

i raise you; cobra husbands adjacent; terry mccain excessive force x captain vernon the dog who saved summer.

pleaaase let them be the villains in johnny and daniel’s lives in EVERY UNIVERSE.

[hideousvampire]

more Frank Della Rocca - more Bulldog

PLEASE PLEADE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEADE PLEASE PLEADE EOLASE PLEASE PLease plEAASE LEASE PELASE PLEASE 😖🙏‼️😭

pls 😖😖😖😖

bulrankdogellarocca (their names fused together)

[skyf0ckz]