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Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: Cobra Kai (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Underage Relationships: Moon/Yasmine (Cobra Kai), Piper Elswith/Moon, Moon & Yasmine (Cobra Kai), Minor or Background Relationship(s), implied Demetri Alexopoulos/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Samantha Larusso & Moon, Kyler Park & Yasmine, Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz & Moon Characters: Moon (Cobra Kai), Yasmine (Cobra Kai), Piper Elswith, Kyler Park, Brucks (Cobra Kai), Samantha LaRusso, Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Demetri Alexopoulos, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Femslash, wlw, Sapphic, Sapphic September, (which I'm just now finding out is a thing so! I guess this counts!), Canon Bisexual Character, POV Female Character, POV Bisexual Character, Closeted Character, Adolescent Sexuality, Song: All Too Well (Taylor Swift), Inspired by All Too Well: The Short Film, Homophobic Language, Ableist Language, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobia, Swearing, Lesbophobia, Eating Disorders, Bulimia, (featured more heavily in some chapters than others), (I will go into more detail in chapter notes in case you want to skip those sections!), Underage Drug Use, Recreational Drug Use, References to Drugs, Moon's POV, Bisexual Female Character, Female Protagonist, LGBTQ Female Character, Canon Compliant, It technically is!!! Ain't nothing here you can prove DIDN'T happen!!!, Takes place before S1 and during S1 and S2, Technically some minor Hawk x Moon in later chapters, but tbh I don't think this relationship was emotionally significant enough to Moon, to warrant a ship tag lol, Song: California Gurls (Katy Perry ft. Snoop Dogg), S1 Yasmine in all of her horrible unfiltered glory, S1 Yasmine was NOT a good person and I do my damndest not to pussyfoot around this fact, Moon was not a particularly good person either tbh, BUT can you blame her for falling hard for an evil woman??? Series: Part 1 of Anyone Can Play, But I Will Be The One To Change The Game: A YasMoon Songfic Collection Summary:
And yet, in spite of it all, Moon gave in every time Yasmine wanted an escape. Grabbed the red keychain, looked to the Range Rover in the driveway. Started for the door.
They were out of LA proper in 30 minutes, weaving through vineyards and fields and scrubby woodland. Yasmine talked nonstop—laughing at hideous fashion trends, wondering which celebrity couples broke up, fawning over some new brand of eyeshadow. She said everything except what Moon wanted to hear.
Yasmine was stolen kisses at midnight and interlaced fingers under cafeteria tables and delicate hands tracing Moon’s chest as weed smoke filled the car, but not a single “I love you.”
Nevertheless, Moon always forced a smile and drove on.
There's more to Yasmine and Moon's story than anyone knows.
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FOLLOWERS, IT IS HERE
AFTER 3+ YEARS OF IMAGINING AND PLANNING AND WRITING, THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY YASMOON SITUATIONSHIP BACKSTORY FIC IS POSTED AT LAST
I’m so insanely excited to share this with you guys you have no idea. I’m not even exaggerating when I say this feels like (after Nocturnal, anyways) by Cobra Kai fanfiction magnum opus. I’m so proud of this story and what’s coming up. It also informs basically every YasMoon story I’ve written and am going to write, so there’s also that alsduhuhf This is canon across basically all of my YasMoon timelines!
So please, please, please--anyone who likes my writing or is open to these two as a ship at all, check this out!!! I put a lot of work and love into it and I think it paid off 🙏 (I know it’s not Elimetri but I promise I can write the other gays pretty good too aisjldsibhj)
But warnings where they’re needed, of course--this fic WILL go into Yasmine and Moon’s implied eating disorders/bulimia and explore that aspect of their characters in more depth. It really, really pissed me off how S1 used EDs as a one-off joke, so I’m hoping that I can portray them in a more sensitive and respectful light. I wouldn’t recommend this fic to anyone who’s triggered by EDs, but I will specify where exactly they feature in the chapter notes so anyone who wants to check out the fic but skip over those sections can do so.
@blusandbirds @zannolin this is dedicated to you two 🧡🤍🩷 Y’all said you wanted a season’s worth of Yasmine and Moon character studies, AND BY GOD, A SEASON’S WORTH OF YASMINE AND MOON CHARACTER STUDIES I WILL GIVE!!! They are also more significantly and more explicitly gay in this one. I used up every bit of ambiguity I’m willing to give their relationship in FoLaFoS, and now I just have to write them being lesbian all over the place aksjulhdbfhku But in all seriousness, thank you for motivating me to enthusiastically continue with my Yasmine and Moon content!!! Lots and lots more coming because I love these gays so dearly 🏳️‍🌈
@multifandom-lesbian09 @tasteless-lemonade @karatecaulfield @gemini-sensei @elisiassideb1tch I ain’t forget you YasMoon tag list, don’t worry :P
@binaryboyfriendsblog2 I hope you don’t mind me adding you!!! Anyone else who wants to be on the tag list hmu 💛🩷
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ckfemslashnetwork · 1 year ago
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We’re already halfway through week 2!
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We’d love to hear what ideas you’ve been working on!
Thinking of something for this week’s prompt?
Maybe another prompt down the line?
Any ships you’re really feeling motivated to create for?
Are you leaning towards writing? Drawing something? Editing?
Let us know!
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cc-tinslebee · 2 years ago
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I’m a BIG believer in not all relationships in media have to be a whole thing or mean a lot in the grand scheme of a character’s life
like, that’s how life is, you know? You meet people and sometimes it doesn’t work out. They were who they were at that point in your life, and now they’re not.
But like,,,,, especially considering how little LGBTQ rep Cobra Kai has + the continuous fight for good, authentic wlw rep in media, how Piper and Moon’s relationship ended bugs me.
Like, Piper being Moon’s first girlfriend and helping her come to terms and explore her queerness? That’s awesome! And they’re both side characters so obviously we’re not gonna get a whole subplot with them but!! the way it ended wasn’t it y’know!!
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Moon with Piper OR Yasmine, honestly
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Here is my submission for the Week 2 prompt "Witches"--a preview from a new fic I'm working, Flower of Lemon and Feather of Shrike! I decided to do a deep dive into Yasmine's drastically OOC Season 4 behavior, and explore a scenario where its origin is...a bit more sinister than poor writing or repressed lesbianism aknskfnhdrf
This one isn't just for the YasMoon girlies, but in fact for all the girlies who thought Yasmine Nolastname was big boi screwed over in S4, and deserved better!!! Even the foulest of bitchy bullies don't deserve to be reduced to a trophy girlfriend and a prop for a male character's storyline, especially when said male character is a pretty garbage boyfriend when it comes right down to it </3 (More on that later!!!)
This one is also for the MoonPiper girlies, because god, were we fucked over too D: Also actually (mostly) canon compliant, except H*wkM**n never ever get back together and stay broken up forever and always amen peace and love on planet earth <3 <3 <3 <3
There's no world where I will acknowledge this stupid ship got undeadified like a horrendous, nonsensical, chemistry-devoid zombie when it had long since run its narrative course and played its role in both Eli and Moon's arcs can you tell awehakureyigsrf
This is Moon's POV and Yasmine and Moon-centric, but I left the shippier parts ambiguous since I wanted to make something that my non-shipper friends can enjoy too ^^; There are feelings on Moon's side but as far as I'm concerned that's basically canon lmao like did you SEE that girl in S4??? She was so thirsty for Blondie that I'm genuinely shocked the showrunners didn't tell Hannah Kepple to stop kanhdskufhd Definitely tried to leave Yasmine's feelings more up in the air, though! Interpret her however you like ^^
Fic preview under the cut! As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request!
***
The phone line cuts off, and Yasmine’s name disappears from the screen.
Moon curls into her pillow, erupting in ragged sobs. She can’t remember the last time she’s felt this helpless.
This entirely consumed by pure, raw emotion.
Her mind is a whirlpool, everything Yasmine spat at her twisting around and around and around. None of it seems real.
Because Moon can’t wrap around her head around meaning nothing to Yasmine. She can’t make sense of a world where she was only a pawn—someone for the repressed queen bee to “experiment” with. Someone to cater to Yasmine’s whims and fulfill her every desire and ask nothing in return.
Yasmine was everything to Moon. Moon was nothing to Yasmine. And how did that make any fucking sense?
Moon’s hands knot into the covers, a scream ripping from her throat. Somewhere amid the blinding torrent of heartbreak and rage, she finds herself tearing incense sticks from her drawers and lighting candles with shaking hands.
She always swore to herself she’d never touch the rear section of her spellbook, pages marked with a black tab. But if Yasmine can’t keep her promises, why should Moon?
Her chest burns as she recites the incantation.
“By flower of lemon and feather of shrike I bid you know what this pain is like”
*
“Maybe we could meet in the middle? Like a…sexual Venn diagram?”
Yasmine’s face twists in disgust. Moon only rolls her eyes.
She would tell Demetri to stop being a creep, but she knows he doesn’t mean it. Just playing the part he thinks he should after girls have started noticing him.
And Moon knows what it’s like to hide your authentic self to better fit a mold. She’s eternally thankful Piper taught her better.
“So what’s under the blanket?” she prompts.
As Demetri begins his demonstration, Yasmine’s expression shifts. “Not bad. My parents might not have to pay for an A this time.”
Moon can’t help feeling a bit surprised.
So Yasmine’s taking the “be a little nicer” advice to heart, at least. A hint of gratitude toward anyone is a first.
And then the soccer ball comes.
Her panic strips away her new cordiality. Moon knows exactly where her friend’s mind goes.
She’s about to be the “dumb blonde” again—the vapid, useless pretty girl who always has to bribe her way to a pass. And it makes her feel so disgustingly helpless.
“Do you have another one?” A last-ditch attempt to save her grade without her family’s intervention.
As she watches the altercation play out, Moon could slice the tension between Hawk and Demetri with a knife. She’s never quite fancied herself an empath, but there’s something hauntingly familiar about the way Demetri’s entire body is trembling.
She sees herself, hunched up and bawling her eyes out. She sees the overpowering grief that tore free a side Moon didn’t even know she had.
Thank the gods nothing came of that episode.
When Sam arrives, Moon gives her a pleading look. Off she goes to rescue their big-mouthed friend, prepared to cut into Hawk with all the steel Moon could never quite work up.
“Are we gonna fail?”
The whisper in Moon’s ear is so lost. So broken.
Yasmine’s always been a mess. Moon supposes she should be flattered she’s one of the only people who’s ever gotten to see it.
“No.” She sighs. “Demetri’s smart. He’ll figure something out.”
*
“You’ll never guess what I saw yesterday.”
Sam leans over at the start of history class, smirk dancing across her lips.
“What?”
“Yasmine and Demetri are a thing.”
Moon knits her brow, confused.
“What’re you talking about?”
Sam sniggers. “I turned a corner in the hall and saw them making out, clear as day.”
Despite her best efforts, she can’t hide her alarm.
“Oh my god. Does she know he’s…?”
Demetri’s passes at Yasmine weren’t exactly genuine. Moon always thought Yas would be more intuitive about that sort of thing, especially considering the way she talked about Demetri when he first started hanging out with them.
“He’s what?”
“Um…never mind.”
It wasn’t Moon’s place to divulge Demetri’s business, especially when he hadn’t even figured it out himself. Or…didn’t want to admit certain things to himself, at least.
“Yasmine was pissed when Miguel and I caught them,” Sam goes on. “It was so funny. She insisted she’d never go out with him, but…you know. Unless you slipped me some LSD at lunch and I’m hallucinating, I have my doubts.”
She laughs again, clearly tickled pink by the whole thing. Moon only frowns.
“I’m so confused. All she’s ever done is complain about him.”
Her friend shrugs. “Denial’s not just a river in Egypt, I guess.”
“No, like. She thinks basically every single one of his interests is annoying. And she told me once that listening to him talk is like when you hit your brakes too fast and your whole car screeches.”
“Well, you know Yas. She thinks she’ll combust if she says something nice about anyone.”
“Right, but…” Moon narrows her eyes. “She’s picky as hell when it comes to dating. I, um…I would know. And Demetri’s the furthest possible thing from her type.”
“Opposites attract?”
“Not like that. I saw him try to explain basic particle physics to her one time and she nearly went to sleep. And that’s only the tip of the iceberg.”
“Maybe it’s just a physical thing. We both know how crazy hormones can be, right?”
Moon hopes for Yasmine’s sake that Sam is right. Otherwise…
Well, there’s probably no need to entertain that possibility.
*
“I love it when you talk nerdy.”
Moon’s so caught up in Yasmine’s sweeping, graceful movements that it takes a moment for the statement to sink in.
She always smiles when she watches her best friend. She can’t help it. Yasmine moves like a mountain waterfall—majestic and larger than life, all while flowing so seamlessly.
It isn’t until Yasmine lets Demetri pull her in, giggling like an elementary schooler, that Moon’s smile falls.
No, you don’t.
Because Moon knows Yasmine, and she knows she has a hatred for “nerd shit” that could rival Hawk at his worst.
She despises anything that makes her feel small. Unimportant. Insignificant.
Moon remembers the look on Yasmine’s face when Sam leaned away from their popular table, exchanging easy chemistry banter with Aisha. She remembers the dejected pout when lunchroom conversations turned to AP homework, Sam and Demetri so engrossed in what Yasmine called “stupid school garbage” that they forgot the blonde girl was even there.
Because as much as Yasmine makes out like she couldn’t care less about anything, she doesn’t like to be reminded that she isn’t book smart. That the math and science that come naturally to Sam and Aisha and Demetri and even Hawk don’t make a lick of sense to her.
Sure, Demetri’s knowledge was useful when it got Yas a good grade. But on its own?
It only reminds her how inadequate she feels. How inadequate Moon knows she’s always felt.
And it was good, in a way, that Aisha tearing Yasmine’s popularity asunder showed her that the world didn’t revolve around her. But Moon senses the deep hurt Yasmine still carries, seeing glimpses of the worlds she’ll never know how to be part of.
So when Yasmine says she loves Demetri’s “nerdspeak,” lust and desire rolling off her in waves, it feels like she was the victim of some Freaky Friday body swap.
People change. Of course they do.
But not like this. Not enough to forget their very sense of self.
“Save me a seat at lunch? Specifically…this one?”
The smack of Yasmine’s hand hitting Demetri’s asscheek reverberates through the hall. Moon has to laugh at the sheer absurdity.
Yasmine hasn’t lost her fire in some ways, at least.
And Demetri doesn’t seem to mind. Perhaps Moon’s assumption was wrong.
She and Yasmine head off to class, her friend fawning nonstop over her geeky boyfriend. Moon smiles and nods along, pushing down the unease swimming in her chest.
Moon picks up a whiff of Yasmine’s perfume, and realizes that it’s lemonflower.
*
Dragging Yasmine away from Demetri at the prom is like trying to bathe a cat.
Moon finally gets her alone after a few songs, suggesting they grab some punch for Demetri and the others. Yasmine eagerly agrees, her entire being lighting up at the thought of doing her boyfriend even a miniscule favor.
There’s something unsettling in the way it’s so mind-bogglingly different from the Yasmine of a few months ago, who would rather chug drain cleaner Heather Chandler style than revolve her entire being around the needs of some boy.
Maybe there’s a way to breach the subject without arousing suspicion.
“I can’t believe you flew all the way back from Australia.” Moon forces a laugh as she ladles punch into Yasmine’s cup. “I didn’t know you were that into him.”
“Oh, Moon!” Yasmine giggles, leaning her head on Moon’s shoulder. “I’m in love.”
She tries not to think about how soft Yasmine’s hair feels against her skin.
“And the dress, too!” Moon reminds herself that Yasmine is very happily spoken for. “You really went all out. It’s kind of cute how you’re embracing nerddom for him.”
Odd, but cute. That’s what Moon has to tell herself.
“You think he liked it?” Yasmine leaned back, twirling around. “It’s not too much, right? I don’t want to seem like I’m trying too hard to impress him. I know guys aren’t into that kind of thing.”
Moon has to laugh again.
“Since when do you care what guys like?”
“Since I found one worth caring about, obviously.”
She sighs, a faraway look in her gray-green eyes. Perhaps she really is in love.
It’s just that Moon always imagined love would feel deeper than this.
“I’m sure Demetri loved it,” Moon concedes. “He’s really happy you came back for him. I can tell.”
“Funny, when I first showed up, he and Hawk were huddled off in some corner brooding, like the idiots couldn’t just dance with each other if they wanted. Almost felt bad taking Hawk’s boyfriend away.”
She snickers, and Moon feels strange.
She decides to change the subject.
“It’s crazy. I mean, imagine what you would’ve said a year ago if I told you you’d be smitten with Demetri Alexopoulos at junior prom. I remember when we first started talking again, you must’ve bitched for twenty minutes about that time he hit on you at your birthday party.”
Yasmine’s silent for a moment.
“He was being a creep.” There’s a steely edge to her voice that wasn’t there before. “He says he’s been watching me from across the lunchroom and I’m supposed to be flattered by that?! Like, dude, who even are you? Why are you talking to me?”
Moon raises her eyebrows.
“A couple weeks ago in science you were gushing about how sweet the ‘admirer from afar’ thing was.”
“Did I?”
Yasmine scowls in disgust. Just underneath it, Moon could swear she picks up a streak of panic.
“Yeah! He kept blowing you kisses across the room, and you giggled so loud that Mrs. Elmes yelled at you, remember?”
“Oh, god. That’s embarrassing.”
She says it like it’s some undignified moment caught on camera at a party—tripping and spilling her drink on someone, or the like. An odd way to talk about a behavior she has more often than not these days.
“He’s still such a weirdo.” Moon wonders if she’s imagining the trace of the Old Yasmine’s scorn. “He’s so, like, awkward about it when he puts his hands on me to dance. Like he’s scared my weird girl body is gonna burn him like a hot plate or something. I mean, we’ve been dating for four months!”
Moon’s stomach squirms.
“Probably just doesn’t want to do anything you might not be comfortable with,” she says quickly.
“He could freaking ask.” Yasmine curls her lip. “But I don’t even think it’s that. He’s an uncoordinated mess. He can’t dance for shit, and I have to do all the work.”
“Hey, don’t be mean!” Moon elbows her gently. “All this stuff is new to him. He never had a girlfriend before you.”
“Yeah. And it shows. Half the time I can’t even tell if he’s like…enjoying himself, you know?”
Yasmine grunts, reaching up and itching the side of her head. The strobe lights catch on something falling from her hair.
Her expression abruptly shifts.
“Oh, my poor baby!” she gasps. “We’ve been leaving him hanging over there, haven’t we? I miss him already. Come on, I’m gonna cry if we miss the slow dance.”
And just like that, the disdain is gone. Yasmine bustles off, snatching her punch and sweeping back onto the dance floor.
Moon looks down at the table, and her eyes land on a gray feather.
A tiny thing, from a tiny, fierce little bird. Beak hooked, meant for killing and piercing like a raptor. Loud, screaming, crass. Unrefined. Ready to jump to violence at the slightest provocation, especially when it gave them an excuse to show off.
Everything Yasmine isn’t.
And, ironically, everything Demetri wants.
Moon’s gaze drifts back and forth between the dance floor—where Yasmine and Demetri have resumed their grinding—and the corner where Hawk stands alone. Hawk’s eyes don’t leave his best friend once.
And, every once in a while, Demetri looks back. Yasmine is none the wiser.
Moon stiffens, guilt trickling over her like hot wax before a hair removal. She downs the rest of her punch in one gulp before going outside and calling an Uber.
I’m such a fucking bitch.
Whatever Demetri and Yasmine get up to at the afterparty, she doesn’t want to be around for it.
*
“So how are things with Demetri?”
Moon keeps her tone light as they finish their food court tacos, but she sees the new charm bracelet around Yasmine’s wrist. And she knows damn well what that means.
“He’s so annoying.” Yasmine wastes no time diving into a rant. “He never fucking listens. I try to talk about stuff I care about or that I think is interesting, and he’s always acting distracted or changing the subject or whatever. I was telling him this cool thing I read online about the history of georgette skirts, and he didn’t ask a single follow-up question. I’ll bet the world’s shittiest sponge is better at retaining crap than him.”
“Sheesh.” Moon makes a face. “I’m sorry. Boys are the worst sometimes.”
“And that’s not even all.” Apparently Yasmine wasn’t finished. “Not ten minutes later, he’s rambling on and on about this blaster thing he unlocked in some video game. It was the verbal equivalent of having cement poured directly into my brain. And he has the nerve to call me boring?!”
“He did?” Moon scowls, genuinely peeved. “That’s so rude!”
Perhaps Demetri wasn’t as sweet and thoughtful as he always came across.
“Wouldn’t be the first time.” Yasmine frowns right back. “So he gets all snippy with me because he’s being a soggy paper towel of a human being and obviously I’m zoning out. He starts quizzing me on all the dumb bullshit he was blathering about, and I finally snap and tell him he’s boring me out of my fucking mind. And then he gives this whole speech about how at least he’s spending his free time learning strategy and problem-solving and hand-eye coordination, and all I’m doing is looking at clothes online.”
They walk over to the trash and throw out their taco wrappers. With both hands free, Yasmine’s free to gesture more fully and furiously.
“Girl, I got so mad that I called him an antisocial freak and told him he was damn lucky I ever gave him a shot. That was probably kind of messed up, but whatever. Sam doesn’t cut him down to size enough, so I have to pick up the slack. Anyways, I was storming out of the restaurant, but he did the following-and-groveling thing. And sure enough, we ended up at Kay again.”
Yasmine looks down at her bracelet-clogged arm, a forlorn expression swimming over her pretty features.
“I don’t know why I keep letting this happen.” She sighs. “It’s like trying to plug up a boat leak with fucking office tape.”
“Why don’t you break up with him?”
“I wish I could!” Moon’s caught off-guard by the genuine despair lacing Yasmine’s words. “I’ve rehearsed the speech a billion times. But…every time I’m around him, it’s like I’m hit with some kind of emotional tidal wave. And suddenly I can’t bear the thought of ending things.”
She looks so lost. So frantic. So helpless.
“I see him and all I can think about is how much I want him,” she goes on. “No room for anything else. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and it freaks me out.”
Once upon a time, Moon might have called that love. She knows better now.
She wants to reach across the table and take Yasmine’s hand. Reassure her that this is what overpowering teenage crushes are like. That of course your mind finds ways to make hormones and attraction centered around one person seem like the be-all end-all of everything. Hell, she remembers feeling that way about Hawk before she came down from the high and realized how incompatible they were.
But Moon doesn’t. She can’t.
“Something’s not right with me, Moon.” Yasmine’s voice is quiet and fragile—a tone Moon hasn’t heard for a long time. “Sometimes, I don’t—I don’t feel like myself. You remember that week you were in Cancun? I went to the mall with Sam and Demetri, and Sam was complimenting the lemon balm perfume I had on, but you know I never wear lemon-scented shit. Like what am I, a cleaning product?!”
Moon laughs, gladly taking Yasmine’s implicit offer to lighten the atmosphere.
That was one thing Moon always appreciated about her. She never passed up an opportunity to use snarky bluntness to make a joke out of something unpleasant.
It’s part of why her and Demetri’s connection hadn’t surprised Moon. At least not initially.
The strange thing was that their bond got as far as it did.
“At first I thought it was because something stuck to me when I walked through the perfume section of Macy’s,” Yasmine goes on. “But we all went through there, and I couldn’t smell any lemon shit on Sam and Demetri. Am I going crazy or what?”
Moon pushes away the sinking feeling in her chest.
“Maybe it’s Sam who’s imagining things.”
“That’s what I thought, too.” Yasmine’s voice grows terse with panic. “But then Demetri starts bragging about how I always wear the lemon perfume when I go out on dates with him. With the air of someone who, like, actually believes what they’re saying. And I don’t know what the fuck he’s talking about.”
“Like Demetri knows anything about perfumes. He probably got it mixed up with that bergamot one you like.”
Her reassurance doesn’t appear to work.
“Whatever,” Yasmine huffs. “Let’s talk about something else, yeah?”
Moon lets Demetri slip from the conversation, fading into mental oblivion as they leave the food court and head for H&M. Yasmine brightens almost immediately, losing herself gushing over cute pink dresses and fuzzy purple sweaters and champagne-tinted heels. The afternoon passes easily, sliding in and out of changing rooms and twirling and laughing in front of department store mirrors.
For a while, Moon can almost forget the overpowering fear emanating from her closest friend. She can almost forget feeling like the world’s cruelest sociopath.
*
When Moon knocks on the door to 44101 Portico Place for the first time in months, she’s only half expecting an answer.
It’s 5:00 on a Wednesday, so plenty of time for any after-school extracurriculars to finish up. But, of course, showing up anywhere unannounced always has the potential to go disastrously wrong.
Demetri helped her develop a healthy dose of pessimism. She isn’t sure whether to be grateful.
The door opens after only a couple minutes.
“Moonshine? What’s going on?”
Moon offers a strained smile. “Hey, Pipes.”
Piper frowns at her across the threshold, looking more concerned than angry. It makes Moon feel all the guiltier.
“Is everything okay?” Piper asks.
“Sorry to bother you. It’s—it’s about Yasmine. And you’re one of the only people I felt like I could ask.”
She winces at the flash of hurt in Piper’s face. Her ex leans on the doorframe, crossing her arms and cocking an eyebrow.
“Go on,” she says, tone resigned.
“So…” Moon takes a breath. “Remember when you said you couldn’t be with me until I figured my feelings for Yasmine out?”
“Yeah?”
“I…may have done some light spellcasting and accidentally hexed her into falling in love with a gay guy.”
Piper blinks a few times, taking a moment to process everything. Finally she groans, running a hand over her face.
“Jesus Christ, Moon. Come in—I’ll get us both some fucking edibles for this.”
Piper’s living room is exactly how Moon remembers it—cream-colored couches, tasteful wall décor, chic modern fireplace. A goofy, surfboard-shaped coffee table that Piper’s parents had once tried to sell at a yard sale, but little Piper screamed and cried and beat the ground with her fists until they relented to keeping her favorite piece of furniture.
Now, Moon props her sandaled feet up on a bar that runs underneath it. The metal is cold against her skin.
She tries to focus on that. Sensations in the here and now. Things immediate and tangible.
Not the abstract mess she’s caused.
Piper returns after a few minutes, placing a glass of carrot ginger lemonade and a small gummy on a coaster. Moon picks up the gummy, tentatively taking a nibble.
Piper chuckles. “Don’t worry, it’s not that many mils. I don’t want us to be totally baked.”
Moon takes a more generous bite.
“So.” Piper sits next to her and takes a sip of her own concoction—some kind of purplish whey smoothie. “What did you do?”
Moon gathers her thoughts, working through how best to phrase it.
“You remember when we first met?”
“Sure.” Piper smiles thinly. “Our parents dragged us to that dumb gala, and I found you sobbing your eyes out in the bathroom because your ex-best-friend threw you out like you were nothing. And then I went on to find you have a terrible habit of swooning over the world’s most horrendous shitbags.”
She lets out a small laugh. “I guess so, huh?”
Piper rolls her eyes. “I told you. Over and over and over.”
“I know, I know.” Moon sighs, wearily admitting defeat. “About a week before that party, Yasmine and I had a phone call. And she just…cut into me. Said so many awful things. And I get it. I mean, her sweet sixteen got ruined and then as like…icing on the cake, I ditched her for the people she hated. But I don’t think anyone’s ever broken me down like that before.”
Piper tosses a comforting arm around her shoulder. For a moment, they’re back on tile floors under harsh fluorescent lighting, puffing blunts and snickering about fake people.
“I know,” Piper says softly. “And when I found you, you were still pretty shaken from it. I hope I helped.”
Despite herself, Moon leans into her.
“You helped more than you know.”
“Clearly not enough to stop you from going out and doing some sort of supernatural fuckery.”
Moon laughs softly. “That’s the thing, though. I think it was already too late.”
“What do you mean?”
She takes a breath.
“That night, after Yasmine hung up on me…I don’t know. It felt like my whole life shattered. I guess in a moment of weakness, I pulled out my spellbook.”
Piper narrows her eyes. “You said you only ever used that thing to ‘cleanse the house of bad energy’ or whatever. Or give yourself good luck charms on tests. Not—”
“—cursing people, I know,” Moon finishes. “I was so upset that I wasn’t thinking straight. I recited this whole incantation that was supposed to make Yasmine know how it felt to want someone who would never want her back. And, um…I guess the love gods interpreted that as her getting down bad for a guy who doesn’t even like women.”
“Wait. Isn’t that the same guy who did an MTV-style roast of your weird ex that one time?”
Moon sighs wearily. “That’s Demetri all right.”
“I knew it.” Piper pounds her fist into the couch triumphantly. “Of course he’s gay. Straight dudes don’t pull that kind of petty shit.”
“He’s not exactly subtle, is he?”
“Nope.”
It’s Piper’s turn to sigh, eyeing Moon with an almost pitying look.
“Are you sure Yasmine doesn’t genuinely like him, and just has a shit gaydar? Or she’s really deep in denial? I know I’ve pined after my fair share of straight girls.”
Moon shakes her head. “I second-guessed myself for a long while. Thought maybe I was wrong about Demetri. Or maybe Yasmine had changed so much that she really is into the whole geek shtick now. But…”
She takes a long sip of her carrot ginger lemonade, hoping the intense flavor will somehow give her strength.
“She acts like an entirely different person whenever we’re with him. And…not really in a good ‘he makes her want to be better’ type of way. More like she’s forgotten everything she likes and every aspect of her being that isn’t related to her boyfriend.”
Piper stares at an abstract, avant-garde wall painting, deep in thought.
“Maybe she’s, like, stuck in a codependence loop,” she says. “You said she was pretty clingy with you freshman and sophomore year, right?”
“That was different, though. She acted one way alone with me and one way out in public, sure. But it made sense. Whenever we see Demetri, it’s like Yasmine’s being mind-controlled by one of those thirsty freshmen who think Demetri’s the hottest guy in school because he won a karate fight one time. Then as soon as I get Yas alone, she doesn’t seem to remember half of what she said or did. And when I fill her in, she gets super embarrassed. Not that Yas can’t put on a façade if she needs, but…why would she intentionally make an idiot of herself if she’s gonna be mortified an hour later? She’s not impulsive like that.”
Piper shrugs. “Hormones make people act stupid. I did some truly absurd shit the first time I was trying to get chicks to notice me.”
“Hormones don’t make you go into a weird trance that your brain bleaches right after. People only wish that happened.”
“Maybe Yasmine’s lucky enough to have a brain that can bleach on command,” says Piper cheekily. “Or maybe she’s way too proud to admit she’s being dumb over a boy, so she tries to like…will it out of existence through not acknowledging it.”
“It’s not just about the embarrassment, though.” Moon sucks in her breath. “Every time she realizes about the memory gaps, she’s scared. Like she knows something’s wrong with her.”
Piper groans, leaning back against the couch and sprawling her arms across a cushion. “Can we prove she’s not being a diva? Leave it to Yasmine to make a fucking ocean’s worth of fuss about the same teen angst literally everyone deals with.”
Moon winces at the scorn in Piper’s voice.
It really is a shitty move, asking her ex-girlfriend for help with a girl she knows Piper can’t stand. That Piper has a damn good reason to hate. Assuming the worst about Yasmine’s romance troubles is only fair.
But what other choice did Moon have? It’s not like her scientifically-minded friends, with their AP classes and their blocked chakras, would believe her about a magic spell gone awry.
“She starts smelling like the spell components whenever she’s near Demetri,” Moon says flatly. “And a couple of them came out of her hair. It’s not stuff she’d ever wear otherwise.”
Piper sits back up, suddenly fully alert with her arms crossed.
“You could have led with that.”
“I thought the weird, erratic behavior was more important!”
“As if I’d have a hard time believing that girl would have mood swings.” Piper’s grimace falters slightly as she rolls her eyes. “Like. Moonshine, that’s your type.”
“Shut up!”
Moon swats her. Piper chuckles briefly before her expression grows pained again.
She processes everything for a moment, groaning again and putting her face in her hand.
“Christ, girl,” she mumbles. “If this is real…yeah, that’s a pretty big fuckup. I’m not the biggest Yasmine fan, but yeesh.”
“I know.” Moon makes a face. “Trust me, I never meant to mess with her mind like that, but—”
“—you were hurting so much that you did anyway.”
“…more or less. I think, deep down, I didn’t believe anything would happen. It was to make me feel better in the moment.”
“Yeah, I know you.” Piper looks up, offering her a small smile. “I think you’d have an easier time permanently giving up smoothies than intentionally hurting someone.”
“I just feel so awful!” Moon wails, guilt bubbling up and erupting out of her like a volcano. “I know Yasmine hasn’t been the best person, but she should be able to at least choose who she loves. Even if that’s never going to be me.”
“So…did you come here so I could make you feel better?” Piper scrutinizes her. “Because I won’t lie—I’m kind of at a loss right now.”
“I don’t know.” Moon sighs again. “I came here because you’re the only person I trust who I figured would like…entertain this whole thing. Anyone else would call me crazy.”
Because at the end of the day, Piper may be rough-edged and butch and intimidating, but she’s open-minded. She’s willing to hear anyone’s point of view, and tries to embrace every walk of life. And she’s never one to dismiss possibilities outright, no matter how absurd they sound. No matter how “weird” the people saying them are.
It’s part of what initially drew the two of them together. Well…that and acai bowls.
“Right. So you want solutions.”
It’s almost embarrassing how fast Piper deduces it.
“That…that would be great.”
Piper takes a long sip of her health smoothie, slurps echoing around the room.
“Seems like a proximity thing. You said she acts more lucid when she’s away from Demetri, right?”
“Right.”
“So make plans to hang out, get her alone, and snap her out of it.”
Moon bites her lip. “I’m, uh…not sure how.”
“Demetri makes her act like she’s not herself, so…” Piper shrugs. “Remind her who she really is.”
Moon chuckles hollowly.
“That’s the other thing. I don’t entirely dislike the person she’s become thanks to the…Demetri thing. She’s a lot nicer, for one. And less judgmental.”
Piper seems to be holding back laughter.
“So…you want Yasmine to be her true self and get her free will back and all, but you’re worried that when she does…she’ll be someone you and everyone else will personally find less palatable?”
Moon glowers at her. “Well, when you say it like that, it sounds bad!”
A snicker finally worms its way out.
“Yeah, because it’s an incredibly shady thing to say.”
“You know that’s not what I meant.” Moon huffs. “Look, isn’t there some way to undo the spell without undoing her growth? Because like…in a weird way, I feel like she has grown as a person since she got magicked into being obsessed with Demetri. Is that bad?”
“Not necessarily, but you’re being awfully picky for someone who doesn’t even know if or how they can reverse their own paranormal fuck-up.”
“I thought you might know of a way to do some kind of partial reversal. Make her stop being crazy about Demetri, but keep some of the good ways she’s changed?”
“Sooooo.” Piper slurps more of her smoothie, expression growing insufferably smug. “Considering that fucking around with the nuance of this already-opaque-sounding spell is an objectively terrible idea…the way I see it, you have two options. You can break the spell and let Yasmine be whoever she wants, even if it’s someone who kind of sucks. Or you can leave her to be this weird enigmatic love curse’s braindead meat puppet for the rest of her days—with the perk that she’s more pleasant to be around. So what’s it gonna be, Moonshine?”
“But surely there’s some way to—”
“Uh-uh.” Piper cuts her off. “Look, I don’t know any more about this stuff than you do, but I doubt we’re talking about a spectrum here. Can’t have your cake and eat it too and all that. Either we lift the curse, or we don’t, so…what do you want to do?”
After a long moment, Moon sighs.
“I want Yasmine to be free.”
“So you need to do what I said. Remind her who she really is.”
“Even if…‘who she really is’ turns out to be mean and self-centered and kind of awful?”
“Eeyup. That’s Yasmine. Take her or leave her.”
“Even if it undoes all her personal growth from the last year?”
“That’s the conundrum, isn’t it?” Piper leans nonchalantly against the back of the couch, arm on the headboard. “We don’t know how much of that was the spell, and how much was the real Yasmine wanting to improve herself. So we gotta let the real Yasmine out and hope for the best, yeah?”
Moon looks down at her lap and smiles, shaking her head. “People won’t be too thrilled to have her back.”
“Then that’s going to be her problem, not yours. If you’re such a bitch that you need magic intervention to make you tolerable, then maybe you deserve to lose all your friends.”
It sounds harsh, but Moon can’t argue.
“Hey, c’mon.” Piper scoots over, playfully nudging Moon’s side. “I know how much you cared about her. That’s why it felt like your world was ending when she cut you off. And why you were still hung up on her while we were together. So there must’ve been something in there you thought was worth fighting for.”
And of course there was.
Because this was Yasmine. The same Yasmine who danced like a dork and smiled with dimples as soon as no one was watching. The same Yasmine who yanked Moon into every single one of her snapchat stories, no matter how mundane. The same Yasmine who didn’t think twice about defending Moon’s honor when she thought Sam was talking shit, and told Sam to get the hell out of Moon’s Benz.
The same Yasmine who talked about her and Moon as a single intertwined unit. Unfathomable to her as something that would ever split, until that fateful night on the beach. The same Yasmine who trusted that wherever one of them went, the other would follow.
Sure, there was plenty about her that was cruel and vindictive and conceited. And she’d spent her time at West Valley High so drunk on her own power that she kept digging herself a deeper and deeper grave, earning the hatred of most of her classmates. Good looks could only got you so far when you leaked poison and bile from every pore in your body.
But who is Moon to decide which traits Yasmine gets to keep, and which are magicked away? Who is Moon to remold Yasmine into a watered-down, docile amalgamation of what had once been her assets, when not so long ago, Moon fell in love with the entire picture?
And now Yasmine’s a hollowed-out shell of a person, all empty smiles and lifeless giggles. A painting cobbled together by some computer program—beautiful and polished and splendid on the surface, but a closer look reveals the details are all off.
A closer look reveals something without a soul, no light behind those sharp gray-green eyes.
“Fuck,” Moon says miserably, head sliding into her hands. “I want my best friend back.”
“So go get her back, then.” Piper nudges her again. “And maybe go easy on the evil curses this time? I don’t know, just a suggestion.”
“Oh, stop.” Moon scoffs, but there’s no real venom in it.
Piper rolls her eyes, although not unfondly.
“I wish I’d known you back then.” She laughs, shaking her head. “I could’ve told you from the jump that fucking with the occult was a bad idea. Yes, even when a girl breaks your heart. Which, in my opinion, is the highest and most profound type of pain.”
“Naturally.”
Moon sighs wearily, smile fading.
“I don’t know if anyone could’ve stopped me, honestly. When she—when she broke what we had, it was like I’d fallen into some rushing river and I could barely keep my head up. And I was headed right for one of those tall waterfalls with sharp rocks at the bottom from adventure movies. For whatever reason, lashing out felt like the only way to get a breath of air.”
Piper hums thoughtfully.
“I will say that this all makes me feel better about how I reacted the first time someone rejected me. I liked this girl Lila in the sixth grade, and when she found out, she called me a fat ugly dyke in front of all her friends. So I filled her locker with sweaty gym clothes.”
Moon wrinkles her nose as Piper cackles. “Ew, Pipes! You’re disgusting!”
“Okay, but I don’t summon Satan to make my crush want to fuck a gay guy senseless.”
“I did not summon Satan—”
“Sorry, Satan’s right-hand man Joe the Sexual Orientation Confuser.”
“Imagine if there were demons that actually did that.” The concept is admittedly intriguing. “They get sent up from the underworld or wherever solely to make cosmically cursed straights fall in love with cosmically cursed gays. And cosmically cursed gays fall in love with cosmically cursed straights.”
“Shit.” Piper grimaces again. “Wonder what I did to piss Joe off.”
“You’ve really liked that many straight girls?” Moon has to giggle.
“You have no idea,” Piper mumbles. “And trust me—your ex wasn’t the first guy to assume I played for the other team.”
“Not sure his heart was in that one. I think he wanted get a rise out of me, honestly. No offense.”
“Oh my god. The sheer irony.”
“He really thought I’d get jealous of my own girlfriend. As if there’s any girl I’d care about my unserious two-month fling hitting on.”
And then they’re both laughing, swaying on the couch and clutching at one another to keep from toppling over.
“Hi, I’m your run-of-the-mill punk poser and I think I get more ass than a proctologist!” Piper grabs the couch arm, attempting to do dramatic poses as she talks. “I know you’re frantic to have me back, even though my only skills are yelling and punching my friends for no reason!”
“Stoooop.” Despite herself, Moon only laughs harder. It’s probably just the edible finally kicking in. “You’re so rude!”
“Like your ex even knows how not to be an inappropriate, boundary-crossing weirdo.”
“He’s getting better!”
“Because he’s finally learning after his 7th attempt that asking a girl you just met to fondle your gelled-up hairdo isn’t going to wield results.”
“He wouldn’t—”
“He totally would, though!”
Moon snickers, shaking her head.
“Fine, yeah. He would.”
As the laughter dies down, Piper’s phone buzzes. She picks it up, frowning as she reads a text on her home screen.
“Hey, I gotta run soon. One of the kids from the dojo is hosting pizza night.”
“Oh, right. How’s that going?”
It’s amusing, really, how easy it is to forget Piper’s in Cobra Kai now. If the dojo’s truly the all-powerful, all-corrupting force Eli claims, then Moon’s ex-girlfriend must be entirely immune. Even if she and Piper haven’t spoken in a while, Moon hasn’t seen any evidence whatsoever of Piper caving to some kind of deeply-buried inner asshole.
Not that it was buried too deep, in Eli’s case.
“It’s fun. Good exercise during the gymnastics off-season.” Piper shrugs. “Some of the people in my class take it way too seriously, though. Like it’s high school karate, not the fucking Cuban missile crisis!”
“Yeah, that’s what I’ve heard.” Moon makes a face. “I was…kind of worried for you when I heard you joined. They treat it like a cult.”
“Oh, please.” Piper scoffs. “Like I’d ever buy into those sorts of stupid dramatics. I mean, don’t get me wrong—it can be fun to spar with people who’re so intense about it that they act like their fucking life is on the line. Makes things interesting. But I’m mostly there for the free shit.”
“Really?” Moon cocks an eyebrow. “You always seem so excited on your snapchats.”
“Yeah, like, it’s good energy. Everyone’s super passionate. But it gets to be a little much sometimes, you know? The senseis treat it like this huge life-or-death thing. Like sure, placing in a global tournament would be cool, but it’s not that big a deal? And sometimes I wonder how much my teammates are actually, like, enjoying themselves, and how much they’re stressing over nothing.” Piper purses her lips disdainfully. “Honestly? I’m going to rack up as much free equipment as I can, and then I’m gonna ditch them for Topanga or something. They seem way more chill.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Moon frowns. “I know they can go psycho when someone quits. Look what happened to Hawk.”
“Any of those bitches come at me with a razor and I’ll beat their ass into next week.” Piper rolls her eyes, unfazed.  “And what the hell are the senseis going to do? Call the cops on me for quitting their dojo? They’ll get laughed off the phone.”
“Just…be careful. I don’t want Cobra Kai hurting anyone else I care about.”
Before she can stop herself, she reaches out and squeezes Piper’s hand. The other girl turns and fixes her with a pale green gaze, expression unreadable.
“Okay,” she says quietly, tone turning serious.
Piper’s phone buzzes again, and the moment ends.
“Damn,” she mutters, glancing at her texts. “I forgot I said I’d bring jaeger bombs. I’d better get ready.”
“Oh, sorry.” Moon pulls away, embarrassed. “I don’t mean to take up too much of your time.”
“Don’t worry about it. I hope I could help.”
They stand up, and Piper starts to walk her out. Moon stares at the floor, suddenly feeling anxious again.
She stops right before they reach the front door. “What you said to do with Yasmine…what if it doesn’t work?”
“You better hope it does, because otherwise you’re going to have to consult the dark web or something. And then you’ll have to wade through about 70 sites with the most degenerate porn you’ve ever seen before finding anything useful.”
Moon laughs, tension easing.
“I guess I’ll deal with that when it happens. Or if.”
“Exactly. One thing at a time.”
“Well…I’ll let you go.” Moon offers Piper one last smile, opening the front door. “Have fun at your pizza party, okay?”
She’s halfway onto the porch when Piper catches her wrist, pulling her back.
“Hey, Moonshine…”
She turns. “Yeah?”
“I meant what I said before.” Piper bites her lip, meeting Moon’s eyes nervously. “About, um…if you sort through this whole Yasmine thing, and you ever decide you want to try again…all you have to do is ask.”
The surprise on Moon’s face must throw her for a loop.
“I mean, I’m not saying I’m going to sit on my ass waiting around,” she amends quickly, grip loosening. “I can’t promise I won’t move on. And I’m not, like, some piney mess who’s got nothing better to do than try and ‘win you back’ or whatever. But if you’re ever feeling it, and Yasmine’s not an issue anymore…just ask. The worst I’ll do is say no.”
And before Moon knows what she’s doing, she steps back inside and wraps Piper in a tight hug.
“Thank you,” she murmurs into the thick, bushy hair she remembers loving so much. “For helping. You didn’t have to, and I appreciate it.”
“I know.” Slowly but surely, Piper hugs her back. “But someone has to check you before you cause some domino effect that sends half the school into a sexuality crisis.”
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Some author's notes, in no particular order:
I will literally die on the hill that Demetri is a bad boyfriend. All he's ever done IN CANON has been to objectify and generally be gross with Yasmine??? And the lead up to the whole icky "sexual venn diagram" comment was basically "hey, you should settle for me because I'm popular now and everyone thinks you're a laughingstock <3" Like wow! What a great way to treat the girl you're supposed to be "101% in love with"! And in S4 onwards he doesn't appear to know jack shit ABOUT her and just puts her on this pedestal as his "dream girl" while never actually mentioning anything about her personality.
I'm honestly not surprised that the natural progression of their relationship in S5 was (most likely) Yasmine getting fed up with Demetri not giving any visible shits about who she is as a person, and getting into fights with him the second she starts asserting her own wants and needs outside of him. And of course he gets her shallow jewelry gifts to placate her, which is just further proof he doesn't know her at all--it reads like he just saw on the internet that "girls like jewelry." And it's not like it actually solves anything, considering he's gotten her so many apology gifts that she can "barely lift her arm"! Tbh it pisses me off to not end that people whine and bitch about Demetri being a "bad friend" (which is so easily disproved it's not even funny) and don't make a peep about the gross way he treats his own fucking canon love interest. Please roast my trash son Demetri Alexopoulos for the RIGHT reasons!!!
I really did my damndest to keep Yasmine as canon-compliant as possible here. I do think she and Moon messed around in S1 and no one will ever be able to convince me otherwise, but I tried to keep everything we see of her here consistent with how she acts onscreen in seasons 1, 3, and 5. Season 4 is the obvious odd man out, which...needless to say is kinda the point XD But you take S4 out of the mix and accept some weird fluke was going on that was making her act that way, and we get something semi-plausible to work with! Hopefully she comes across as in-character (from what little we see of her!) here.
Also she does not love it when Demetri talks nerdy. Aisha and Sam's S1 salt conversation proves that she is not about it when people talk about nerdy school-related shit that reads like an inside joke she can't get in on (which applies to...most school-related things, considering she's shown to be kind of book dumb). She loves when Demetri gets her good grades, but she doesn't like. Have any inherent interest in school-related "nerdy" things??? And has never been shown to??? "Character development" shouldn't come out of nowhere and involve characters randomly getting into things they have never been shown to be drawn to actually!
I also hope I did an okay job writing Piper here! I wish I could write more MoonPiper, but we get!!! So ANNOYINGLY little of them and of Piper in general??? Like seriously, I went back and rewatched all the Piper scenes in the show, and there's like. Maybe 5 or 6 in THE WHOLE SHOW??? I barely have anything to work with and it is AGGRAVATING because I really love Piper and MoonPiper as a ship!!! And I want to do it justice that isn't just me projecting my own headcanons and theories because I don't know what else to do!!!
I really do think Piper is Not As Invested in Cobra Kai as everyone else though, lmao. Like she is there for shits and giggles, and also free merch. She respects herself too much to become a slave to the "cobra kai for life" bullshit lol
It IS incredibly funny to me that Moon gets more homoerotic scenes with her Super Totally Straight Best Friend than with the girl who was canonically her girlfriend. Like I love both ships, I really do, but when they give Yas and Moon SO many fruity scenes while their boyfriends are also being fruity, what did they EXPECT!!! Of COURSE I'm going to write YasMoon like my life depends on it!!!
Also, Moon saw that nacho nonsense with Hawk and Demetri in S2. She saw Hawk yank Demetri onstage during Valley Fest. She saw Hawk get all snippy about Demetri hitting on girls at the beach. She saw Hawk throw a hissy fit because his boyfriend bestie wouldn't join his evil dojo. She damn well knows they're gay!
And so does Piper ajadhskufbhd these girls weren't born yesterday!
Hoping to get this entire fic up on AO3 sometime in November! :3
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robotic-bakery · 3 months ago
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So I recently came across this post by @kathrahender, a call to action for Lawrusso to become a canon queer couple in Cobra Kai in season 6, the last season of the show. When I first saw this post, I started thinking deeper about how queeness & queer characters are treated in Cobra Kai and wanted to talk about it.
So, as someone who’s non-binary, a lesbian, on the ace spectrum, and (unfortunately /j) a fan of this series, I think this is a great opportunity since the series is ending soon (and to give me a refresher on episodes of seasons past so that, while most of my first draft was based off recollection, I can understand and clarify I know I’m talking about)
(this ended up being very very long especially for a tumblr post so everything is under the cut)
So, first, let's talk about the two explicitly & canonically queer (named*) characters in Cobra Kai; Moon and Piper
I’ll start off with Moon first since, as of writing this draft, I found that I have..less problems with her character. For some context (in bullet points to space things out);
Moon was introduced in the 1st season as one of three members of the Sam, Moon & Yasmine friend group. During s1, specifically s1ep9, she shows interest in and later dates Hawk.
Fast forward to s2ep5, Moon and Hawk break up because he’s shown to be turning into a jerk, and s2ep9 is where we find out she’s rebound by dating Piper (well..”dating” in quotation marks but I’ll explain later).
Fast forward to s4ep5 where (at the earliest) Moon is reintroduced as a romantic interest because her and Piper broke up (we’ll get there), then she and Hawk kiss/back together in s4ep9
Later in s5, (as of s6 part 1’s release) Moon is brought back for two additional episodes, episode 3 where Moon, Yasmine and Sam talk about Sam’s relationship with Miguel parallelling Miguel, Hawk and Demetri doing the same in their own friend-group, and episode 4 for the group hangout at the pool/waterpark.
Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed that Moon is the character I've said to have less problems with and that’s because outside of the context of romantic relationships, we’ve seen her develop from a character complicit in Yasmine’s bullying (particularly towards Aisha) to someone who’s very spiritually/emotionally aware & in tune with herself and others. A great start in terms of queer characters, especially in a popular series like Cobra Kai!! Now, what about Piper?
Piper, who;
dates Moon for one episode which is s2ep9 ("date" in quotes as it really amounted to "makes out in front of hawk aka moon's ex at a party")
is reintroduced two seasons later, in conversation during s4ep5 as Moon's ex (why did they break up? who knows, only that it happened “weeks ago”)
is physically reintroduced the next episode (s4ep6) to have Johnny try to convince her to join Eagle Fang only for Johnny's attempts to fail as Piper joins CK
vaguely flirts with Tory in s4ep7 then loses to Sam in the AVT, never to be seen or even mentioned again as of writing this (when s6 part 1 is released)
Um…ok. Mind you, apart from a short cameo in the prom episode (s4ep8), this is recounting all instances Piper is both mentioned and featured in. Already, this shows significantly less screen-time and character development in comparison to Moon, so this feels like a little bit of a swan dive to viewers like myself.
And while we’re here, let's dive a little deeper into Moon’s relationship with Piper. When looking at the timeline of their relationship, even though it is a sapphic relationship (and also this show’s only queer relationship), it’s one that happens to center around Hawk; they’re together when Hawk is transitioning to his lowest as Cobra Kai’s best (and most violent) student and broken up when he’s in the middle his redemption arc at Miyagi-Do. Awfully convenient, no?
But, to give some benefit of the doubt, Moonpiper isn’t the only rebound relationship that’s used for character/relationship growth; in fact, s2 gives us two primary examples with Tory/Miguel and Sam/Robby. However, relationships like Tory/Miguel & Sam/Robby breaking up give us a reason why they broke up and to actually see it happen. Hell, even in terms of non-rebound relationships, like s2 Hawk/Moon, we still know why they broke up and get to see it happen in real time. On top of that, these relationships also show us aspects like why they like each other and the point where they do get together as a couple.
Moonpiper? Oh, you thought they were a couple with their one (1) episode of screentime, the episode where their relationship is centered around “make out in front of a guy that’s also Moon’s ex”? Actually, No They're Not, they broke up weeks ago! Why did they break up? Who cares, it was weeks ago, that's all you need to know!!
The fact that the one canon queer ship in this show is treated like this implies that it's not meant to be taken as a serious relationship, let alone one that the audience is supposed to care about.
Now, Moonpiper isn't exclusively what Cobra Kai offers in terms of queer representation, but what else are we (the audience) left with in terms of queerness?
*unnamed ace character who's introduced for a quick joke of “Oh Haha, Johnny Doesn’t Know What That Means”
Quick joke made at the expense of nonbinary identities (specifically genderfluid) in the same episode for the same reason.
weird insults with homophobic undertones from, like "fruit in the beer" and "creampuff" said by and to Johnny respectively I’m not gonna lie, I'm beginning to sense a pattern here, no?
Now, I can understand if I’m taking jokes too personally or being too critical about harmless gags, but in the face of minimal representation as it is, I’d prefer if my existence wasn’t something to be introduced for a quick joke; Keep in mind, these are jokes made by a character that (more or less) has the character trait of Being Unaware of Modern Things (this is coming from someone who doesn't hate johnny as a character, should clarify)
That’s not even talking about the various dynamics between characters with homoerotic/romantic subtext to them that people have rightfully pointed out (Lanichols, Lawrusso, Cobra Husbands, Binary Boyfriends, just to name a couple). Even then, because of the subtextual state of these relationships, people argue these undertones with “Oh these guys are just friends/rivals, why can’t people just be friends/rivals stop making everything GAY” (which is totally an original argument that queer people hear and not one that we’re used to hearing constantly especially in fandom /sarcasm).
Now, there's nuance to this topic in a couple of ways (ie, piper and moon are relatively minor characters, moon wanting to get back with hawk isn't a bad thing at face value since she's canonically bisexual, offscreen/bts stuff with the actresses, etc) and it’s only fair to acknowledge those nuances.
Also, as a fan of the show myself, maybe Cobra Kai aka the Karate Soap Opera isn’t the best place to look for representation as Kathra mentions far better sources of canon queer ships (TOH, LoK, She-ra, etc) in the original post. Even then, however, Kat notes how these shows are loved despite their queer characters; I would add onto that say they're even highlights of the show and fan favorites among fandom!!
And mind you, a lot of these examples are kids shows/media; ones that made their relationships canon and characters openly queer in spite of censorship attempts (Lumity, Goldenheart) or even made their couples canon in the last few episodes while still being able to foreshadow the romance in previous episodes (Korrasami, Catradora, Bubbline).
Meanwhile, not only is Moonpiper a considerably smaller ship within this fandom (which does tend something that sapphic relationships are prone to, not always but pretty frequently, especially when other/more popular ships are MM or MF) my friend who got a look at my first draft remarked that she even FORGOT they were even a thing!!
To step aside and get a little personal, this..ended up being a very frustrating thing to write about. I’ve been a fan of this show for 4 years now, give or take, and I’ve grown very attached to the story and characters. But as a sapphic person, to see this show treat their sapphic relationship the way it did and to push away one of those sapphic characters without even a goodbye.. I’m sorry, but I can’t help but be upset about that.
As for something that I (a queer person) want to see in season 6, a queer character or relationship treated the same as the other characters & relationships are would be wonderful. Hell, I’ll even take a return of Piper, even for one episode, just to see how she’s doing!! Tie up that loose thread, you know, a key point of season 6 and part of why it gets an additional 5 episodes!! Just.. something. It doesn’t have to be big or grand, but just something.
TL:DR, idk Queer characters and fans deserve better, it may not come in the form of any popular queer ships becoming canon or even from Cobra Kai the series itself, but they deserve better regardless. Also, I tried rewatching the episodes when and where I could to refresh my memory and get things right but also some of these are still based off recollection so I apologize if I got anything inaccurate here & there.
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Hawk and Moon ajdlsibhkdvkufv
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I laugh every single time
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spokelseskladden · 3 years ago
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Someone should give Sam a gf just saying
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Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Cobra Kai (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Moon & Yasmine (Cobra Kai), Piper Elswith & Moon, Piper Elswith/Moon, (ambiguously one-sided) Moon/Yasmine (Cobra Kai), Demetri Alexopoulos & Yasmine, Samantha Larusso & Moon, Demetri Alexopoulos & Moon, Demetri Alexopoulos/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz Characters: Moon (Cobra Kai), Yasmine (Cobra Kai), Demetri Alexopoulos, Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Samantha LaRusso, Piper Elswith Additional Tags: Moon's POV, she likes Yas but it's intentionally left ambiguous if Yas reciprocates, POV Bisexual Character, Not tagging Yas & Demetri as a ship because ah. It doesn't really count here, Magical Realism, Spells & Enchantments, Love Potion/Spell, Witches, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Magic, Alternate Universe - Magical Realism, ckhalloween23, cobra kai halloween prompt: witches, wlw, LGBTQ Female Character, Femslash, Mild Sexual Content, Sexual Humor, discussion of sexuality, teen sexuality, Nothing onscreen but there are sexual references, Swearing, Yas drops f-bombs like it's a hobby when the show is not limited in who can say Fuck, Female Friendship, Bisexual Female Character, POV Female Character, Female Protagonist Summary:
“I want you to fix this, you moron!” Suddenly Yasmine is alight with rage again, smacking the towel beside her with a perfectly-manicured hand. “You made this mess, so for fuck’s sake, undo it! Lift the stupid spell!”
Moon blinks, sudden realization washing over her.
“I think you just did.”
Yasmine’s anger ebbs, replaced by confusion. “What?”
“You said you couldn’t bring yourself to break up with him.” Moon takes a heavy breath. “So try to dump him. Right now.”
“Like…over the phone?” Yasmine picks up her cell, staring at her friend skeptically.
“Worse.” Moon looks her dead in the eye. “Over text.”
While Yasmine’s reaction to Moon’s accidental mind-meddling is (understandably) less-than-stellar, it’s still not exactly what Moon was expecting.
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HEY MY LOVELIES, HAPPY FRICKIN PRIDE MONTH AND HAVE THE SECOND CHAPTER OF WHAT WAS LITERALLY SUPPOSED TO BE A HALLOWEEN FIC 🌈🎃
I guess it’s never too late for Spooky Season??? OooooOOOOoooooOOOOOoooooOOOOOooooo (makes ghost noises, but definitively gay 🏳️‍🌈)
Anyways!!! This is the final chapter of the story proper, but a short-ish epilogue should be coming later this month! This one’s mostly just Yasmine and Moon hanging out and airing out some much-needed dirty laundry, but rest assured, There Will Be Drama when the truth about the spooky magicks comes out :O (Still trying to keep their relationship Platonic Within Plausible Deniability in this, but if you wish to interpret them as more, I 1000% support you ajdslhudhy)
@blusandbirds come get ya food!!! @zannolin already found it ajulsakdhyug
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soe-leo · 4 years ago
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Stuff we collectively decided is going to happen in season 4:
Hawk is NOT A SPY for Cobra Kai because we've all beaten that theory to death and burned its ashes
Purple Hawk AND he wears his hair down at some point
While Johnny might not necessarily apologize, he still tries to be a little nicer to Demetri and actually ends up liking him
Daniel and Hawk bond
A side effect of Daniel & Hawk is that a lot of their bonding comes from getting bullied in the past (by Johnny specifically), but Hawk makes sure to talk about how grateful he is because Johnny made him tougher and there's no way Hawk would be the person he is today without him. Daniel starts to see Johnny's methods in a different light because of Hawk, since the majority of his bad decisions were a product of Kreese's teachings and not Johnny's
Sam and Demetri's sibling relationship gets more screentime
Aisha comes back
Hawk is jealous of Yasmine for the .2 seconds that she's still there, then Yasmine drops off the face of the Earth. OR she profusely apologizes to Aisha and then fucks off forever
Hawk definitely does not talk to Johnny about his Demetri Issue, since that conversation would probably look like this:
"There's someone I want to ask out, but I don't want to get rejected."
"You're a badass; she won't reject you."
"The problem is that it's a guy."
"...Is he hot?"
"I mean, from certain angles, sometimes, you could say that—"
"Nope. Sorry. Not gonna help you date a loser."
He does talk to Daniel, though, and he's able to offer Hawk some excellent hand-me-down Miygai wisdom
Moonpiper comes back
Amanda/Carmen/Ali "friendship" (a.k.a. their polycule)
Miguel and Sam just know that something weird is going on between Johnny and Daniel, and it's most likely just going to be their perpetual pissing contest, BUT it's fun to think that they'd actually make strides towards making Lawrusso canon
Silver and Kreese are bully husbands again, only now they have multiple bully children
More exploration of Sam's PTSD because it's important to represent these types of ugly reactions to trauma realistically and it's not always a Strong Character Moment
Daniel finally tells Johnny that he was in Cobra Kai once and Johnny is somehow even more attracted to him
Johnny having to put his big boy pants on and not antagonize Daniel for one (1) second when he realizes how traumatized Daniel still is from joining Cobra Kai under Silver. I really hope we get a scene where it's just the two of them and Daniel breaks down because he thought he was over it but he's just not, and Johnny has to comfort him/help him in his own Johnny way
"Our kids"
While sparring, someone is going to say "ʙʀᴏ, ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪss ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ???"
Feel free to add more!
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cc-tinslebee · 3 years ago
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By far, my favourite genre of fictional trios is wlw couple and their male best friend (yes, they’re mostly not-quite-canon)
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Obligatory nblw + male best friend addition:
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torishasupremacy · 3 years ago
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Show Night - Torisha Drabble
Tory watches as Moon and Piper twirl on the dance floor. One swathed in blue, the other black. Both radiating joy.
Piper dips Moon, who laughs, before rising back up to kiss her.
Tory looks away. She’s not jealous of them—they’re both a bit too sunny for her tastes—but of what they have. She’d love to have a night of fun, instead of playing mind games. She’d love to be dancing with another girl at prom.
And Aisha would look incredible in red.
Oh well. The next best thing is driving Sam insane.
“Showtime,” Tory murmurs to Robby.
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patheticblorbloscholar · 4 years ago
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Why did I once again get into a show where the targeted viewers and the actual audience are two completely different things? Why do I never learn?
I have a gut feeling this isn't going to end well
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This is how Moon went about wooing Piper, I'm sure of it
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lokius · 4 years ago
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@avocados-and-watermelon and i are thinking about doing a part two of the Chaotic Quiz™️, so stay tuned for more chaos :)
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