#miyagi-do

[bubblegumflavor]

And so it's done. They're officially married.

[ambcass]

ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴡꜱ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ || ᴇ.ᴍ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴀ/ɴ: ʜɪ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ!! ɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇᴀʀ ʟᴏʟ

ᴛᴡ?: ʜᴜʀᴛ/ɴᴏ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ, ᴍɪʟᴅ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴜꜱᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ, ʟᴏᴡᴋ ᴄʀɪɴɢᴇ, ʜᴀᴡᴋ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴀᴅ ʙꜰ

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“Hello?” you spoke into the phone. No answer. You spoke again but you heard nothing but part music and people yelling. He was supposed to spend the night with me. Your heart ache for the comfort of your absent boyfriend. You hung up your phone and tried calling again but this time it went straight into voicemail. “Yo! This is Hawk, if I didn’t respond to your text then there’s a reason why. Call me later or not. I don’t care” You left your voicemail and anxiously asked when he was coming back. From your point of view, he was always violent when he didn’t get his way. Although he never really showed me that type of emotion towards you, you were scared one day he’ll lash out on you.

He was supposed to spend the New Year’s Eve with me…not them. He promised. We don’t even hangout often at all-… The storm of thoughts came to a stop. Your heart, aching even more, longing for someone- anyone, to comfort you on this sad New Year’s Eve. You had it all planned out. First, Hawk knocks on your door, you greet him with a kiss. Then, the two of you start to prep a night snack. All before waiting for the clock to strike 12 and entering the new year with each other.

TICK-tock. TICK-tock.

The clock was five minutes away from 12. You thought if he really cared for you. If he would ever put you first or even prioritize you at all. Thoughts of him partying with other girls while you sob at the absence of who you thought was your lover. Minutes quickly went by. From five, four, three, two, one. One. One more minute til New Years. One more minute til you officially enter a new year sobbing and alone. Fireworks sprout out. That was your sign that it officially turned January 1st. You got up and start getting ready for bed. You took a shower, changed into clothes, brushed your teeth, ect.

It was now 12:15 AM. Frantic knocking from your door made you leave the restroom in a rush. “Who could be knocking at this fucking hour-“ you opened the door to see Hawk outside. He looks sober but you looked enraged. You were so mad that you weren’t even going to let him in. You closed the door, making almost shut but he stopped you from closing it.

“C’mon princess, what’s with the attitude?” He had the audacity to lean on the door frame and smirk. You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes. Fireworks booming in the background made you even more upset. I’m with the attitude? Oh Eli, you’re about to see fucking attitude.

“Attitude? Me? You promised that you would spend the fucking New Year’s Eve with me and not go to another absurd party. We barley spend time with each other and this ONE time I ask you if you can hangout with me- which you PROMISED that you will. You ditched me again for a FUCKING PARTY.”

Your face was fuming, red, and hot. You turned around and slammed the door at him. Unfortunately for you, the door wasn’t locked. He stormed inside looking for you. “Can we talk about this? You don’t have to be dramatic about this.” You stood in front of him, already in tears. “Dramatic? How am I being dramatic? I never stood you up. I’m always there for you. I was always to support you even before you were Hawk… you know what.” He held his arms out. He expected you two would just hug it out because you were the “forgiving” type. You slapped him hard in the face. A red print was left with also his angry/ confused expression.

“What the fuck!” He yells. “You don’t have to be such a bitch. Can’t I have some sense of fun?!? The fuck you hitting me for? I have done nothing wrong but-“ you cut him off.

“Save it. I’m done putting up with your bullshit. When you told me you loved me, I thought you meant it…” You let out a sigh. Whipping your tears, you knew that you were going to regret this decision but you knew it would be for the better.

“Eli…I tried my hardest to see if you loved me how I loved you. Clearly, you don’t. I’m sorry for this but we should just end it here.”

He furrowed his eyebrows. His eyes widened and his lips twitched. “W-what? No! I-I’ll change, please princess. Don’t leave me. I’m nothing without you” He grabbed your shoulders. His eyes watering up. As much as you wanted to comfort him. You couldn’t. You just couldn’t.

“No. Eli let go. I can’t with us anymore. This isn’t going to work out. Please try to understand” The two of you went back in fourth arguing. The sound of the fireworks grew louder.

“I’ll change, I swear on it! Please don’t do this. I don’t know what I’ll do without you.”

“Enough Eli.” The stern of your voice made him realize how this decision is final. “Leave Eli.” He tried one more time. “But-“

“Leave!” the room was silent. The two of you were already in sobbing messes. Eli took a breath and turned around and headed for the door. On his way out, he paused.

“I really did love you. I’m sorry” his voice was shaky, he headed out and closed the door shut. The sound of the fire works slowly faded away. You plopped to the ground, ugly crying, and wishing you haven’t have done what you just did.

Weeks have gone by. You couldn’t do anything for days. Close friends and family’s made sure to check up on you but that wasn’t any help. One day, you’ve gotten a text from Sam. As you clicked on it, a photo of Eli and an unknown girl were together. Her, sitting on his lap while they pose for a kiss.

You were sad but couldn’t feel to care for the photo. You loved Eli so much, it hurts to see him so happy with another girl that isn’t you. Oh how you wished that was you. Oh how you wish that was you kissing his soft but textured lips. You left Sam on read and started more scrolling. You wanted to get back at him for all the pain he caused you throughout the whole relationship plus those weeks you mourned for him once more.

Suddenly you grinned to the thought of a great idea. Scrolling through your contacts, Robby appeared. Although Sam and them didn’t like him, you sought this to be the perfect revenge plan.

[thisusedtobeafanpage]

I found it so lovely that Johnny agreed to hold the dog to try and make him feel better 😭

[chicken-wayng]

If they didn't want us to ship the Miyagi-do peeps and the Eagle Fang peeps (+Tory) then they shouldn't have made them dress in red and blue

[mynicknameisgasoline]

demetri and eli binary boyfriends in season 1/2

[marvelwizardz]

[nonscathingbullets]

Bit of a rant/Opinion on Cobra Kai and the ending:

🥋🐍

So, I keep seeing people on here nit picking the ending, and I think they are missing the point of the show. Now, I'm not the writers so obviously, I don't know anything with 100% certainty, but here's my unfiltered opinion.

I disagree that only Daniel had sacrificed on his end. The point wasn't for either of them to "sacrifice" anything necessarily. The point was that they both recognized that there isn't only one right way to do things. As much as I absolutely LOVE the Karate Kid movies, it is unrealistic for one person (Mr. Miyagi) to hold all the right answers about everything. I believe the show was trying to touch on the fact that no one is right about everything because humans are imperfect creatures and even if you think your way is the best, that's not always the case. The point is that Daniel learns that sometimes it's okay to strike first, and Johnny learns that always striking first and going from 0-100 when it's uncalled for leads to a lot of unnecessary conflict and trouble. At the end of everything they both use what they've learned from each other and even though they know they'll never 100% agree with one another's fighting styles, they grow to develop a strong respect for each other's techniques because they understand. Daniel helped Johnny take back Cobra Kai because he knew that he could trust him to run it the right way, free of abuse and manipulation. Everyone saying that Johnny didn't have to give up anything or that he didn't learn anything have missed the whole point.

Thanks for coming to my TedTalk

[magewritesstories]

[ ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ ᴋᴀɪ ] ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪ.

summary: a few blurbs of the original miyagi do’s and what happens when they meet your parents. (Cobra’s will be up soon as well) TW: none, just cute fluff note: i feel like i’m getting back into my cobra kai phase— btw i will definitely write full fics of these if someone wants them! and sam’s blurb’s family dynamic is most definitely based off of ant-man lol. Oh and, there’s a note at the end too!

ʀᴏʙʙʏ ᴋᴇᴇɴᴇ — ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜꜱ ᴏɴᴇ

Robby looked at his clothes; plain jeans, a white t-shirt and a blue flannel. To say he was nervous was an understatement. The brunet had spent an hour practicing with his friends how to greet your parents and answer questions they might have for him beforehand. 

The boy in blue knocked on your door three times and waited patiently for someone to answer. He really hoped you would be the one to open it.

“Hello,” An older woman greeted, she was wearing a white sweater and some comfortable pants, “You must be Robby,” She said with a smile, as she ushered him inside. She had your smile— or well, you had her smile, he supposed.

Robby smiled, holding out the box of chocolates Demetri had made him buy (“It gives off a good impression!”) and nodded.

“Y/N, Robby’s here!” She shouted, making her way towards the kitchen counter. That’s where Robby found the next member of your family; your dad was sitting at the marmer counter scrolling through his phone.

He stood up, and Robby realized he had the same warm look in his eyes as you always do. The man held out his hand, “Robby, pleasure to finally meet you.” The brunet shook his hand, “Pleasure’s all mine, sir.”

You came storming into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around him in greeting, giggling slightly as Robby turned and leaned down to hug you.

“Gross, get a room!”

The entire family turned to the person sitting on the couch, headset over his head, eyes still trained on the TV-screen in front of him, where there was a large screen displaying Watch Dogs on it.

You rolled your eyes, “You’re just jealous,” You replied, sticking your tongue out at your older brother.

“Kids, behave,” You’re mother said sternly, although there was a smile on her face at the look of her children’s antics. You nodded, dragging Robby over to the couch, making a point of accidentally bumping your sibling’s should as you sat down. 

Robby listened to your back and forth teasing— quietly, of course, so that your mother couldn’t hear— and laughed slightly. Your dad joined you on the couch, as he teasingly told your brother he would be so much better at the game than him.

Robby laughed along as your family teased each other or laughed and told the others stories over dinner. He could definitely get used to this.

ꜱᴀᴍᴀɴᴛʜᴀ ʟᴀʀᴜꜱꜱᴏ — ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ

“Oh, Sam, you’re such a sweetheart,” You’re mom smiled, as the brunette helped set the table. You rolled your eyes as your mom sent you a mocking glare, “This one over here never helps around.”

Your stepdad laughed, “Now, now, honey, that’s not true,” The older man came to your defense, “Y/N helps out plenty.”

You sent him a grateful glance, turning to your girlfriend, “I can’t believe you’ve been here for two hours and you’re already the favourite,” You huffed, pouting slightly.

Sam let out a sweet laugh, putting down the last piece of cutlery. “Don’t worry, sweetie, you’ll always be my favourite,” Your dad said, sending you a super cheesy grin.

“Sam knows how to make pizza.”

“Sam, you’re my favourite daughter-in-law.”

“Dad!” You protested loudly, cheeks burning bright red at the suggestion made by your dad. Sam giggled— although her cheeks were red as well— and replied, “I’m your only daughter-in-law, Mr Y/L/N.”

At this point you were certain you were as red as a cherry. Sam’s hand brushed slightly against yours as you both reached for the meal. 

“Sam, now that you’ve reached favourite child status,” Your stepdad piped up, “Would you like to know about the time Y/N electrocuted herself?” 

“Which one of the three times?” Your mom added laughingly. You groaned burying your face on your hands. Your parents continued to tell your girlfriend about some embarrassing stories, and you felt like sinking in to the ground. Sam on the other hand was laughing loudly at the aneqdotes. 

She looked stunning, smiling as your dad told her about the time you’d ran into his house in the middle of the night because you’d finished the Song Of Achilles and needed someone to rant to.

“You know she did that with me too,” You mom spoke, as your dad finished his story. You all turned to her questioningly, “What’re you talking—” You started, but you quickly cut yourself off, realising what she was talking about, “No!”

It was too late though. You mom jokingly told Sam about the time you’d stormed into her room, exclaiming that you’d kissed Sam, and had no idea what to do next.

“I’m starting to regret this,” You mumbled, as you grabbed some ice-cream. Sam smiled at you and placed a quick kiss on you cheek, “Don’t, I’m having a lot of fun.”

You sighed, smiling at the sight of your girlfriend and family enjoying their time together. This was nice.

[ ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴛʀɪ ᴀʟᴇxᴏᴘᴏʟᴏᴜꜱ ]  ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ

“So you’re not worried at all?” You asked incredulously, staring at your boyfriend sitting at the wheel. Demetri shook his head, “Nope.”

You stared at him in surprise. The two of you were on your way to a super fancy restaurant your dad had insisted on, so that Demetri— your boyfriend of two months— could meet your parents.

“Why not?” You asked, remembering how nervous you were about meeting his mom and little sister. The black-haired boy smiled, “I was a delight to have in class,” He replied, “You’re parents are gonna love me.”

You laughed at the comparison, slightly shaking your head. He wasn’t wrong though; your mom liked all your boyfriends ( “If they make you happy, I like them.”), your dad was a different story.

He hadn’t liked any of your previous boyfriends— although now that you look back, you didn’t blame him. All of them had been trouble. But Demetri wasn’t like that, you were fairly sure the boy— despite doing karate— was incapable of hurting a fly.

Once Demetri’s car, which was really his mom’s, was parked, the two of you made your way to your parents.

The restaurant was small, despite being fancy, and your parents had chosen a small table on the terrace. Your mom was the first one to greet you both, speed-walking her way over to you.

Demetri held out his hand in greeting, but she swiftly ignored it, wrapping her arms around him instead. Your dad opted for a curt nod before looking back at the menu, “I hope you two don’t mind we ordered appetizers.”

You sighed at your dad’s apprehensiveness; Demetri didn’t seemed to mind the cold behaviour, opting to happily answer all the questions your mom bombarded him with.

At an offhanded mention of karate, your dad perked up “Karate?” Demetri nodded, “I started it during sophomore year out of self-defense, but it’s become somewhat of a hobby now.”

Your dad sent you a meaningful glance, but your mom quickly cut in before he could continue, “Speaking of school,” She said, clasping her hands together, “Where are you planning on going to college?”

You couldn’t help but grin. You were hoping someone would ask this question— preferably your dad, but you couldn’t be picky— this was your ace, after all.

“I got into Cal Tech and MIT, but I’m not sure which one I’m going to yet,” Demetri replied, a slight dust of red coating his cheek. 

Your mom clapped excitedly, “Oh, that’s amazing!” You dad seemed surprised as well, although he was much better at hiding it. “Something wrong, dad?” You asked smugly.

“No, nothing, those are very prestigious universities,” He replied, “But they’re not exactly neighbouring Berkeley.”

“Well, you and mom did three years of long distance,” You shrugged, “We’re planning on breaking your record.”

For the first time that night, you’re dad actually smiled. You felt a sense of victory wash over you, and clearly so did Demetri as he grabbed a hold of your hand under the table. If the adults noticed the movement, they didn’t comment on it.

By the end of dinner you were smiling happily, and Demetri had even managed to get a few laughs out of your dad with his dumb jokes. Once the two of you reached your car, Demetri turned to you, “So, how’d I do?”

You smiled even wider— if that was even possible— and replied: “They loved you.”

Demetri grinned, “Told you they would.” You rolled your eyes at his smugness, but you couldn’t help the sense of relief taking over your body. The night had gone well, and your parents, both of them, liked Demetri. What more could a girl want?

word count; 1400 words note; I hope you liked it, leave a comment if you did or if you just have something you wanna say. My inbox is always open to requests! links; part ii, my cobra kai masterlist

[sammyxmiguelx]

Reaching out to see if anyone else has a strong desire to write Cobra Kai stuff. If you’re in the same boat as I am, Dm me. I’ve got a few questions for you. Only requirements I have are: be at least 18+ irl, literate, open and creative! 

[bubblegumflavor]

Inspired by that latest video where they watched themselves ☺️

Plus Johnny joined Miyagi-Do way sooner. Like 1985ish. 💘

[merv606]

Sam’s song 🥰

[redroses07]

if miguel introduced johnny to snap

[meracyn]

ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ, ᴋᴡᴏɴ ᴊᴀᴇ-ꜱᴜɴɢ

sypnosis. after a painful breakup that left you mentally scarred, you're forced to see kwon again, this time at the sekai taikai tournament. after successfully avoiding him many times, he finally got you to himself. the question is- will you go back to him again?

warnings. cursing, female reader & part of miyagi-do. kind of angst? the other 2 parts are up! click these; two, three

You arrived at the bar with the rest of the Miyagi-Do members. After many hours of rough training sessions and competition at the Sekai Taikai tournament, you all agreed it was fair to have some fun for a while.

The music blared through the speakers, every vibration being sent to your body. It was pretty full, but you weren't going to let that prevent you from having fun. Robby and Miguel went off on their own, as well as Demetri and Hawk. Devon had stayed back since she claimed to feel unwell, leaving you, and the female captain of your dojo alone.

You made your way to an empty spot, when you heard an all familiar voice call out to you. Looking up, you saw Sam, who sat next to you on the table, offering you a drink. "Here, you did great today by the way." She said with a smile.

Taking it from her hand, you took a sip. "Thanks, you did too." Not long after, Sam excused herself to take some fresh air outside, reassuring you she wouldn't take long.

As you were left alone, you eventually got bored and decided to go up to the bartender and order a stronger drink, which was probably a bad idea as you ended up drinking more than you intended to. Your vision was slightly blurred and your head was starting to throb.

"Ugh.." You groaned, pressing a hand against your forehead as you tried to walk out of the bar, stumbling on the way before you bumped against someone. Muttering an apology, you took a step forward when a hand grabbed your arm.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" A sharp, low voice practically hissed at you. You felt your heart stop as you recognized the voice all too well, bringing back painful memories you thought were already gone. You tried to get out of their grasp, but their hold became much more firm, making you unable to leave.

"Let me go," You said, your tone coming off more aggressive than you thought.

"And let you be with those guys who are practically eyefucking you?"

Clenching your fist, you finally looked up. Like you figured out, it was Kwon.

Memories of the breakup flooded your mind, reminding you of the pain you felt back then. It only made your head hurt even more–and your heart, too.

"I can handle myself, thanks." You mumbled, taking the opportunity to remove your hand away from his touch. "I don't have anything to talk to you about."

Kwon reached out to hold you again, this time an arm around your waist, pulling your back against his chest. "Actually, we do need to talk."

You shook your head in anger, attempting to get him off of you. Kwon dipped his head low in response, his lips beside your ear. "Do you really want to cause a scene right now?" He asked, his tone sending you shivers down your spine.

You reluctantly stopped moving, as Kwon took your hand and led you out of the bar, headed towards a dark alley. The air was very chilly, a stark contrast to the bar’s warm atmosphere. As soon as Kwon stopped walking, you yanked your hand out of his.

"Why did you even bring me here?"

"I didn't think you would be at the Sekai Taikai."

"But I am, what about it?"

"You keep avoiding me."

"Yeah. The same reason you ended our relationship turned out to be in vain." You retorted, voice wavering slightly. The alcohol was starting to affect you more by the second, causing you to hold onto the cold, rough wall behind you.

Kwon took a step closer to you, faint hesitation flickering in his eyes for a moment before disappearing just as quickly. He lifted his hand to cup your cheek, thumb gently stroking your skin. "Remember those nights we spent together?" He whispered.

You shook your head, feeling a wave of drowsiness overcome your senses. "Kwon..don't.." You said quietly.

"Let us try again," Kwon persisted. "Give me another chance..yeah?" He murmured, bringing your face closer to his. Your breath hitched at his actions, heart pounding.

"We can't." You pushed him away from you, making him slightly surprised. "We're in different dojos now. Focus on yours, and I'll focus on mine." Before you could continue any further, Sam spotted the both of you and quickly rushed over to your side, placing a hand on your shoulder as she glared at the male in front of you.

"Get out. Don't you dare get any closer to her." She threatened, before turning to look at you, concern evident in her eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah.. let's just go." You replied while avoiding Kwon's burning gaze. Sam nodded, letting you hold onto her for support as she led you out of the place.

You couldn't look back, fearing you would break and go back to him. Although deep down, you knew Kwon would do his best to do just that.

[robbyykeene]

It’s just like. We have Robby, the kid who grew up with no one. Whose only friends were two adult men who used him and turned violent the second he pushed back. Who slept on the couch while his addict mother brought home strings of random, strange men over and over again. Whose dad was never there at all. Who got drunk for the first time in his life and was sexually assaulted. And then we have Tory, the girl who watched her dad hurt her mom. Who bragged about needing to fend off creepy men with a spiked bracelet. Whose landlord tried to extort her for sex at 16 years old. Who has been repeatedly sexualized throughout the show. These are the kids who become karate influencers—not because of their skills, not because of any victories or trophies, but because they kissed on live television and people want to objectify them. Because they’re good looking kids and sex sells. That’s their happy ending. Trapped forever in the cycles of violence and abuse that have consumed their entire childhoods. What the fuck.

[emloafs]

we may watch the same show but i watch it gayer

[rosie-tyler]

Daniel LaRusso + types of love