#tanner buchanan x reader

[happy74827]

Real Life Fairytale

[Robby Keene x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: You tried so hard not to be that girl, but the more you were around him, the more you were convinced clichés could be a good thing.

WC: 712

Category: Fluff, First Kiss

Since Cobra Kai coming back later this month, here’s some fluff with the Marty Mcfly of karate.

『••✎••』

It was a typical cliché, and as much as you hated it, there was something that still pulled at you. Something that pulled you right into the arms of none other than Robby Keene.

Your relationship had been rocky at best; it had started out with him pickpocketing your purse and the two of you becoming friends because, at the time, you believed he was simply returning what you lost.

Of course, when your friendship officially became a friendship, he told you the truth and apologized. LaRusso had offered him a job, and everything he did suddenly became about changing his life and earning his place. He wanted to prove to his father that he was more than just some punk-ass kid from the wrong side of the tracks.

So, how did that bring you to where you are now? How did a guy like Robby Keene, dressed up in Marty McFly attire, become the center of your universe?

The Halloween Bash, of course.

Originally, the entire group of friends, the past feud between Robby and Miguel, had long been forgotten, so they decided to do one big group costume. Demetri thought it would be a good idea to go with the Power Rangers, which was fine, except for the fact that Eli was the only one who actually wanted to be a Ranger. Everyone else was either not impressed or completely clueless about who they were.

In the end, the group split off into their own individual costumes, and that's how you ended up with your favorite movie being used as the basis for your outfits.

It took a lot of convincing on your part. I mean, the dude looked practically identical to the real actor; he was the obvious choice. Throw a Walkman on him, and boom, the costume is perfect.

He blamed it on the hair, which it technically was. Ever since he ditched Dora's cut with Diego, he just became that geeky kid who freaked at the word 'chicken.'

And in all honesty, you truly believed he hated that word, too. Eli said it to bait him once, and he did not go down easily.

It only took you an hour to convince him, but after a while, he relented, and the costume was finalized.

So, obviously, when the two of you walked in with swag that only the 80s could pull off, you stayed for about an hour before Robby got bored and decided ice cream was the cure.

Now, the two of you were sitting on the steps of an apartment building, eating a gallon of ice cream and talking.

You swear, you didn't mean for it to happen, but the way he looked at you with those soft, blue eyes and the smile that could make a nun blush, you found yourself leaning closer.

"I had fun," he spoke quietly, his words dancing over your lips. "Even if I do look ridiculous."

You giggled. "Well, isn't that why we have Halloween? To look ridiculous?"

He shrugged and leaned closer, his eyes searching yours.

"You don't look ridiculous, though," you continued. "I think you look pretty good in a life preserver."

He grinned. "Yeah?"

It was something about the way he said that. The way you could hear the smile in his voice, but most of all, the way he looked at you when he said it. Like he was looking for permission to continue with what was already happening.

So, you answered by leaning in, connecting your lips with his, and giving him all the permission he needed.

His hands instantly flew to your hips, tugging you closer, and you found your own hands wrapping around his neck, deepening the kiss.

It was perfect, just like the movies. You regretted dressing up as Doc Brown, though. Not only was the radiation suit itchy, but you were acting like Jennifer Parker, and you didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Still, with the white hair off and his headphones finding their home around his neck, you figured maybe you'd force him to keep that part of the costume because, the way he was looking at you, you didn't want it to end.

You were sure it wouldn't, not any time soon.

[cheoridoll]

confessing —

pairing: robby keene x reader

warning: nothing, just something cute.

includes: robby confessing his love.

note: thinking of releasing a robby obscenity, perhaps?

words counted: 1.200

playlist for the fic: spotify | again, excuse the bad english! english isn't my first language :)

At the back of the dojo, Robby paced restlessly, his right hand stroking his chin in a visibly failed attempt to calm his nerves.

He was still wearing a kimono, with messy hair and bandages on his eyebrows. The black highlighted his muscles, which had been worked in the fight, while the yellow of the coat of arms highlighted his hair, which was as shiny as that of a certain princess when she sang.

"Damn, damn, damn" — he repeated to himself as he walked around. Across the mat.

Sam laughed at the whole situation, finding it adorable how his friend acted under the effects of love, even though she was in the same happy situation. She was clinging to Miguel, one of his current best friends, the same one who helped Robby choose the rings he would give to the girl he was going to declare his love to at the end of the day, since Diaz, having been raised only by his mother, had a certain notion of what girls liked.

The girl took classes at night, the only time allowed by the sensei, who said that they would be simple classes, below beginner level, because according to him, "the girls didn't have any aptitude". Pathetic.

The boys never denied having a certain hatred towards Kreese's idiotic and ill-thought-out speeches, always making a point of covering their ears, humming or even running to the bathroom when the oldest began his speeches.

"Relax, you idiot!" — Diaz threw one of the foam bricks in his direction, hitting Robby's already bruised face. "She already said she loved you."

"I know, I... Ah." — he turned his body and threw himself on the floor, looking at a random stain on the ceiling of the dojo. "She said she loved me and I ran away like a coward."

"You're afraid of women." — Sam said ironically, looking at Miguel.

The blond couldn't stop laughing, escaping a little from the nervousness that was consuming him internally, leaving aside the hands that seemed to crawl like slugs.

The clock rang. It was on time. The students began to enter the dojo, while Kreese rolled his eyes in boredom and contempt, leaving the place as fast as a sprinter, making way for the night teachers, Miguel and Robby.

"Okay girls, let's warm up first, walk in circles around the dojo, then run, alternating between slow and fast." — Diaz took the lead, seeing that his friend was busy drying the newbie still confused on how to put on her belt.

Adorable.

The whole class had been hectic, as the girls had blood in their eyes, and as recent professionals, they could say that not even the most experienced boys fought dirty like the girls. In a good way, perhaps.

"Hey!" — Robby ran, almost tripping over his own feet due to fatigue. "I need to, yeah..." — He cleared his throat, looking for the words he would use, the right words so that he wouldn't come out automatically and end up saying more than he should, more or less than he feels.

"Talking to you, seriously, I need to tell you something."

She laughed. Robby's world seemed to fall apart, not in a tragic way as it seemed. She laughed tenderly, gracefully like one of the beautiful flowers in the school garden, the ones Robby steals every morning, hoping to give them to his beloved, always giving up a second before. His world fell apart, fell apart when he realized that no words would be enough to show enough.

A tightness invaded his chest, leaving him desolate for a few seconds, to the point that the girl needed to call him, say his name several times, something that gave him a certain feeling of being in heaven next to an angel, due to such a melody.

"Sweet?" — There. That speech was the one that no longer allowed Robby to hold his tongue, no longer paying attention to automatic, he just spoke and spoke, as if tomorrow no longer existed.

"I love you. And, and it hurts me every single day, the way I ran away like a coward, the regret of not having pulled you by the arms and kissed every little detail that I love so much about you, which perhaps would have been impossible, since I don't just love your exterior, but also your interior, this wonderful woman that you are, your personality, your grace and tenderness, fuck, I don't even like swear words, what did I say? But, hell, you're the woman I want to be with."

The fighter remained silent, leaving the blond distressed, breathing irregularly and sweating visibly. He was as cold as an ice cube. Daniel, who was watching through the window of the small room, could have sworn that his friend was about to faint, Johnny and he were already preparing to run in case something really happened to the boy.

"I hate you, you know?" — Finally something came out of her mouth, surprising him, not in a positive way.

"Did I do it too late? That, I mean, declare myself?"

"Yes." — He sighed, throwing his body against the other's.

Robby was confused again, what was she doing? "But I love you, I love you so much that I can't say exactly what goes on in my chest and my head, they constantly fight with me."

They both laughed, still hugging each other, enjoying the short time they had together.

"You can do what you want."

"What did I want?" — She smiled, amused by the boy's short memory, taking the lead in the action that Robby had been waiting so long to do.

The fighter put her arms around the other's neck, carefully caressing the nape of her current love's neck. The caress soon went from a simple demonstration of what was about to happen, their lips collided, the movements became loose, both guided, a beautiful fit, there were no misunderstandings, or fight for command. As I said, a fit, the perfect fit.

"I love you, Robby."

"I love you too, my princess."

I'm very happy that you enjoyed my previous fanfic! That really makes me very motivated. Oh, and I place orders! :)

[shortnspidey]

ROBBY KEENE

"Truth is, it doesn't matter which way you fight as long as it works."

➩ Series:

Daddy Issues

↳ Katherine LaRusso, despite her enviable lifestyle, faces deep emotional struggles from her parents' divorce and is forced to move to Europe, only to return years later with her relative Daniel LaRusso, where she navigates a new school and relationships while connecting with someone facing similar challenges.

Ephemeral

↳ Sequel to Daddy Issues! Katherine LaRusso faces rising anxiety and the challenge of overcoming personal and external battles, including rekindling her relationship with Robby, as she fights to reclaim her dojo from Silver's expanding Cobra Kai influence.

➩ One Shots:

↳ coming soon …

[sensei-venus]

Tanner in an interview getting asked about a rumor his gf is pregnant and him deflecting the question bc it's true but they aren't ready yet to tell

(Unedited) (Pregnant Reader)

“So there has been a very big rumor going around as of lately, I assume you have already heard about it going around?”

“I already know what your going to ask.” Tanner laughed as he sat up him his chair. They had been in this interview for almost a whole hour now. He was itching to just get up and leave.

“So, are the rumors true that you and your long-time girlfriend, Reader, might be expecting?” the reporter asked. They guys face was lit up as he asked the question.

Tanner gave a small shrug while saying “Well I believe a while ago both me and Reader actually gave a statement about kids.” the reporter seemed to sit on edge as he went on “We both would love to possibly have them one day. The both of us have discussed it quite a lot. Before and after we started our relationship.” his tone was filled with happiness. It was true that the couple talked about kids a lot in their time together. Both of them wanting to raise a family together.

The reporter raised a brow “So you confirm that you and Reader are pregnant now?” the reporter seemed on edge. The way he seemed to almost sit on the very edge of his seat was telling.

The recent surge of rumors that the young star couple where pregnant was flying around every social media platform. It took off the minute Reader was spotted at a baby store in LA. She was photographed by a passerby coming out of the shop with a large bag of unidentified items. The photos also captured her placing the the bag in her car before driving off. She was dressed in a very plain outfit of just a long baggy shirt and yoga pants.

Most fans were separating the possible pregnancy after the couple had taken a week-long vacation not long after the pictures were taken. Taking themselves out of the limelight for a brief moment and stepping away from the public.

Super fans were pulling up cancelation sheets of upcoming movies that Reader had supposedly been cast for but now her name was no longer on. New movie releases were scrubbing her name from feature boards. Already editing her name off of movies that were set to start filing in the following months.

It didn't hell the rumors that Reader had yet to make a public appearance after those pictures were leaked online.

“All I can really say is that we have talked about it before. The rumors are just that, rumors going around because my girlfriend went to a kid's store. I mean we have a lot of friends and family a lot of them have kids. She might have just been picking up a gift for one of them. You know how Reader loves giving gifts.” he laughed.

“So you can't say if it's true or not?” the reporter was starting to get more pissy with Tanner. His voice growing higher as he tried to dig more at the situation. Clearly trying to get a big scoop from this low-level interview.

Tanner was able to see right through his little game.

The interview was thankful cut short when Tanner's phone rang and the timer on their meeting went off seconds later. The guy who had been interviewing him looked totally defeated. With Tanner keeping tightlipped on the topic he didn't get much out of him. There would be no big scoop for his company.

Walking off he picked up the call, smiling he answered “Hey babe how are you doing? Better than earlier I hope?” a small hum was heard on the other side of the phone.

Reader rolled around on their bed for a moment before turning over. She shoved a pillow under her head as she went back to her phone. She sighed “I'm doing a little better…” she paused for a moment and looked down at herself. She knew she wasn't showing just yet, maybe if you looked hard enough you could see the smallest bump forming under the chubbiness of her belly. Running a hand over her belly she smiled “My stomach still feels all funky but that's to be expected I guess.” she giggled a little.

Tanner gabe a small smile as he walked.

“Did they pester you about those stupid pictures?”

“A little but it was nothing I couldn't handle so don't worry about it too much.”

Reader chewed in her lip a little, the trip to the baby store was a split second decision on her part.

“I know I shouldn't have gone out like that. I should have just ordered something online and had it delivered.”

“Babe no, you wanted to go out and do something special to tell me about-” he looked around for a second. Making sure there was no one around to overhear their conversation. “The baby and I wouldn't change that for anything. It was super sweet and such a surprise, I loved it.” a small laugh was heard on the other end making him grin.

“How about I bring you some ginger ale to try and help with the morning sickness?” Tanner said as he finally reached his car in the parking lot. As he unlocked it he heard a small sigh from Reader.

“I would love that actually oh and if you could pick up a big pretzel? The big soft ones?” he could practically hear the longing in her voice.

“I'll pick up two just in case, I'll see you in a little it. Love you.”

“I love you too Tanner, see you when you get back.”

[jaozendry]

"Why would you do this to yourself?"

Pairing: Robby Keene x GN!Reader

Type: Angst

Warnings: drinking, self-harm, blood, knives, mild-swearing

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Summary: Robby finds you in a pitiful state after your breakup and tries to make you feel better.

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"Y/N? What happened here?" Robby asks, opening the door to your mess of an apartment.

It's been two weeks since the two of you broke up. Since then, you've been drinking to try to forget it, and... self-harming to go through the pain. Robby went to go live with his father in the meanwhile and left the apartment to you. Little did he know, leaving you all by yourself might've been the worst mistake of his life.

Robby comes back to your apartment to check up on you since he's still paying for the bills. Deep inside, he's not just here for your half of rent: he wants to see you. He misses you, he still loves you but he won't admit it. Letting out his feelings through words has never been his strong suit. He's worried about you.

He finds you on the bathroom floor, bleeding profusely from the wrist. "Holy shit, Y/N! You okay?!" he asks, rushing towards you. "What happened?!" he asks again, stopping the bleeding with a towel. He notices the knife you used on the counter, obviously bloodied. "We talked about this..." he tells you, sighing. "I'm sorry." you sob while Robby cleans your wound to heal it. "Don't be sorry." he sighs, searching for plasters in the curtains. "Why would you do this to yourself?" he asks you, healing the cut. You remain silent while he shakes his head.

"Can you stand?" he asks, reaching out his hand. You nod in agreement. "Come on, let's sit you down." You struggle to stand, much to his surprise. "You were drinking again..." he tells you, taking your hand and helping you up.

The both of you head to the living room. Robby had to help you out a lot, given your pitiful condition. You were struggling to walk properly, which made his heart skip a beat. He thought you were going to fall at any moment and worsen your condition.

While you sit down on the couch with a pillow, Robby takes the empty bottles of alcohol on the table to throw them out, as well as the unopened ones in the fridge. "What are you doing?" you ask him, barely able to pronounce a word. "Taking away your drinks. It's bad for you; look in the mirror right now." he explains, putting the bottles in a plastic bag. "You're not my dad-" He interrupts you: "There's no discussing it." he snaps. He immediately calms down and sighs. "Sorry."

He sits down next to you on the couch, holding your hand. "Talk to me." You can see the sincerity and concern in his beautiful eyes. "Is it because of the breakup?" he asks while tears dwell up in your eyes. "Yeah." you reply, your voice breaking. "I just... miss you." His grasp on your hand tightens firmly. "I know." he adds, crying softly as well. "But... I'm still not ready to commit to a relationship. I'm sorry. I just have a lot on my mind." he explains. "I know, it's fine."

His voice starts breaking. "No, I know it's not. You're drinking yourself to an early grave and cutting yourself until you bleed out. It's not fine, Y/N." You look at him with teary eyes, realizing he still cares. "I never stopped caring about you, even after the breakup. You're still precious to me... you always will be, Y/N. You helped me at my lowest, let me help you." He wipes away the tears from your eyes. "Thanks, Robby." He caresses your face softly. "I don't want you to end up like my dad because of me. Drinking your life away, being drunk all the time, just being sad and pathetic." he says, earning a little laugh from you. "He got better now, you can too." he adds, kissing your forehead.

"Let me get you something to eat." he says, standing up and going through your fridge. "Here, you had some pizza in your fridge. Also water." he says, smiling. You giggle. "Thanks." you reply softly. He sits down next to you once more and eats with you. He sighs out of relief.

"I still love you, Y/N. And I still care about you."

[miguelschamp]

say don’t go

pairing: robby keene x fem!reader

summary: you visit robby in juvy

warnings: slight angst, but ends in fluff

you sat at the table wringing your hands together. you were visiting robby in juvy today and he didn’t really have any idea.

after the school fight, you were taken to the hospital for some minors you had acquired during the whole ordeal. you then tried getting a hold of robby.

after a couple of days of coming up short, you heard that he got caught and was put in juvy. you felt terrible because you knew that he hadn’t meant to run from the cops, he was just scared.

you then found out from johnny that he was able to have visitors. fortunately, you were able to set up a day for you to visit him.

you look over as the door opens. you heart starts to beat faster as you see robby walk out. he looks around at the other people visiting with their families before his eyes land on you.

he stops in his tracks and you had to admit that you were scared that he wouldn’t want to see you. you take a deep sigh as he stares at you.

he slowly starts to make his way over to your table. your eyes follow his every move as he sits down.

it’s silent as he finally looks up at you. you shift slightly in your seat before your leg begins to jump up and down.

“hi.” you say softly

“hey.” he nods. his voice was rough as he spoke.

“um, how are you ?” you ask. your eyes shut as you realized what you were asking, “sorry, that’s a stupid question.”

he scoffs lightly, “i’m fine. thanks.”

you nod before looking down at your hands. “i just- i wanted to check on you. i tried looking for you after the fight, but..”

“yeah.” he says looking down at the table. it goes quiet again as you try to wait for robby to take the conversation in whichever direction he chose. “y/n, why are you here ?”

the question stuns you. you thought it was obvious why you were here. you clear your throat, “i- i came to check on you-“

“i know. you said that but,” he starts, “all your friends are in cobra kai and i’m sure if they knew you were here, they’d flip out. so, why are you here ?”

“because i want to be.” you say simply. robby looks up at you. “i was worried about you and wanted to know if you were okay. i don’t care what everyone in cobra kai thinks. i’m not even apart of it anymore.”

“why would you care about me ?”

“despite us being in separate dojos, i thought that we were still sort of friends, so..”

you finally get the courage to look up at robby. when you do, you can see sadness swarming in his green eyes. you didn’t know it, but only kreese and johnny had come to visit him and both for very different reasons.

you were the only other person that had come to visit him.

“look, if you don’t want me here, then i’ll leave.” you say, “whatever you want.”

“i don’t want you to leave.”

you feel your shoulders lighten as he says this. “then i’ll stay.”

you see a ghost of a smile on his lips. you smile back at him as your eyes catch his. you’d definitely be visiting more often.

[rockerandauthor]

After watching all of Cobra Kai, I think we all need to make a petition for Jacob Bertrand to play more sad boy and mean boy roles! He just does such a good fucking job; it scratches an itch in my brain so well.

[starboye]

pairing: tanner buchanan x male reader

request: can you pretty pls do one with tanner buchanan? i’ve seen him in cobra kai and with his new blonde hair 🥵🤤

warnings: cursing, handjob

"hurry up we gotta get back into filming" you say pumping your hand up and down tanners long dick "don't rush me I can take however long I want to" tanner snarls back "and who is the one with your dick in their hand" you say tightening your grips around his dick "fine fine jesus christ" tanner says leaning his head back onto the couch.

you quicken the pace of your hand and look up at tanner with annoyed eyes "don't look at me like that" tanner says trying to avert your gaze to something else but you don't budge "I wouldn't if you would just cum already" you say going even quicker than before.

tanner was so horny he wanted you to give a handjob on set but luckily enough you talked him down to wait till you guys went on break, but that wasn't the greatest idea ever as tanner has been edging himself forever now, just as he cum he'd pull you hand away then let you resume your actions, and your break ends soon.

"wait stop" tanner whimpers pulling your hand away from his aching red cock, wanting to cum so badly but loving the feeling of being edged senseless "no" you sternly say as you wrap your hand back around tanner and jerk him off erratically.

"wa- fuckk- ngh" tanner whimpers and groans as he cums all over your hand, heavy breaths following after that, "now that wasn't so bad right" you say licking your cum stained fingers clean of his mess "I wanted to go longer" tanner chuckles breathlessly "and I wanna get back to the set so I don't get in trouble" you retort.

"whatever, get up here" tanner says pulling you up to sit next to him, he kisses your cheek and leans his head on your shoulder "thanks though" he sweetly but lowly says "you're welcome" you say kissing the top of his head and rubbing his thigh.

you could see as tanners cock got harder at your rubbing "y'know we could..." tanner hints leading your hand towards his growing dick "no tanner, but maybe later if you're good enough" you say kissing his cheek and getting up to get back to the cast, "fineee" tanner huffs pulling gis pants back up and walking out the door with you.

[redroses07]

i want him so bad

[phoniexrose02]

Chocolate Chip 🍪

New Years 🥂

Robby Keene x Tory Nichols x Black! Reader

Silver! Reader

Smutt~

Unfortunately... Shopping was your Love Language. So Christmas for your Two Lovers Was an Expensive one. When Robby an Tory showed to your Home They were Shockingly Surprised with a Dinner with Mr. Silver himself, 'Sorry' you Whispered out as you Dragged them into the Dining Room.

They Sat for another Awkward Dinner with your Father, until You'd anxiously pulled them to your Room for the Night Until your Father stopped you, They Decided to Proceed ahead of you to your Room as you stayed.

"Merry Christmas My Dear, Don't spend it all in one Place" Terry Mumbled out Handing you a Small Box full of Bills, You'd already Bought your Partners Their Christmas Gifts an Your Own. 'They wouldn't Mind a Lil New Years Gift you thought to yourself Heading Upstairs.

You Celebrated your Christmas with your Lovers in Bliss, They Were Grateful for your Expensive Gifts Almost too Grateful. "We love you Baby, But this is too Much..." They Softly Complained smooshing you with Their Warm Cuddles.

'I'll show you too Much~' you thought to yourself, After the Eventful Night you'd Already Got to Planning another Gift for your SoulMates almost immediately, Waking Robby Up with your Bright Screen.

"Please Don't buy anything else.." He Grumbled out shoving his Face into your Shoulder, You Turn down your Brightness an he Fell Back asleep leaving you Alone yet again with your Sneaky Spoiling.

The Days Coming up to New Year's You'd Bought Several more Gifts But Hide them away in a Special place, They Stayed Curious as you Picked them Up an Drove, eventually asking Questions when the Route became Unfamiliar.

"Y/n/n Where are We Going" Tory Barked from the Backseat, She wasn't Wearing her Seatbelt and was Leaned up against the Middle Console. Your Cheeks Heated as you hesitated on your Answer.

"How Much??" Robby asked From the Passenger Seat he Crossed his Arms Staring, you Quickly Straighten up Before Clearing your throat, an Acting Stupid." I have No idea What your Talking about"

"Your a Terrible Liar..."

They're already Figured out you'd Plan to Spoil them But Weren't to Sure on what you'd plan to do, They'd found they're mouths agape when you Pulled up to a Fancy Looking Hotel."You didn't.." They mumbled Following you out of the Car, "I did. Believe it or not Being Silvers Kid Pays off" You Moved so quickly they didn't have much Time to take in the Beautiful Place.

They Quickly Followed you into the Elevator an You Tapped the Button for the Top Floor.

"I'm Gonna Fuck you Raw to tonight~" Robby Whispered at the Back of you Neck, you'd suddenly Found yourself Smoothed in between the Two Tory's Breast Rubbed against your arm as they both Spent Kissed at either side of your neck.

"D..Don't get to Excited Yet" You Shuffled from they're Hold with Hot Cheeks, They Giggle Following you to your Room.

[Hotel Room]

"This is Some serious Luxury shi Baby!" Tory said as she began to Examine every Inch an Corner of the Room, it didn't take them long to notice the Wrapped Gifts on the Plush Bed." Your the Best Wife anyone could ask for Babe~" They'd Both Smooshed into you once again, Tory slowly pulled your face to her but you pull away once again Sitting on the bed."Well don't wait to open them" you said Quietly and they sighed before grabbing the Wrapped Gifts and Tearing them Open.

Tory Giggled as she pulled a Set of Nipple Clamps linked with a Chain, Robby Opened the Box to Reveal a Thick Strap on."Looks like I'm fucking you raw as Well~" She gave his ass a Playful slap."I've Got Ideas for the New year~" You Turned the Tv on To whatever news station with the Balling Dropping, an Pulled up whatever Kinky Video you'd Found Inspiration from on X.

You Three Wasted no Time Getting Naked as you Helped Tory With her Clamps."Fuck...a little tight.." She Grumbled out, she didn't need too help much with the strap.

"Ok a little looser Got it"

As Robby Lubed up his Dick and ass you gave his Ass a Gentle Squeeze an Kissed at his Cheek. "Think you can take it?~" Tory Growled out Gently Rubbing at his other Cheek, You Laid in Bed Lubing your Pussy for his Fat Cock. He Chuckled watching you Slip your Fingers into your Cunt, he pulled you Closer Jamming himself Between your Legs, he Spread your Knees Further as Tory pulls the Toy to his Cheeks."I've taken Bigger~" she lined the toy up with him as he Slowly slipped into your Cunt.

You Both Groaned and Moaned an you Reach for the simple chain in between your Girlfriends Tits, she Whimpers at the Light tug as she eased her Hips Slowly Into His Hole."Fuck! Fuck!~" he Hissed as Tory Rubbed an Soothes at his Hips." Easy Tiger~" you rubbed at his stomach an Chest Feeling his muscles tense and ease, She Slipped in Deeper Drawing a Small Whimper from him as she pulled his Hips into hers.

She Thrusted making his Hips Kick Up into yours, you Growled as He Filled you Up His Cock Jamming Right into your Spot, he hummed Keeping his Noises Quiet as Tory Let her Fingers Sink Deep into his Waist. 'He's Holding his Moans' You both Thought.

Fuck No.

You stared at Tory giving her Chain another Tug, she seemed to take the message rested Gently rested her hands Against Robbys Shoulders as the Toy slowly Slipped deeper into his Lubed up Hole, He Sucked in a Breath an Arches his Back. His Hands gripping your legs Tight, as he continued to his Gentle thrust with a Quiet moan."Oh Fuck tory~" You Wrapped your legs around them Both tugging the Chain to Tory's clamps Pulling a moan from her. Robby Rest Both his hands on Either side of your Head, he let himself Moan out in Pure Bliss your Pussy Wrapped tight around his Cock."Harder Tory~" you Growled out Pulling them onto you.

She Grabbed his Hips Fucking him Harder Causing you Both Pleasure, Robby Mewled out as you Wrapped your Arms around his Neck, His Back Arching More into Tory with a Whimper. He Huffed Happily Nearing his Edge quickly gripping the Sheets tight.

"Oh Yes!~" he groaned out Dumping his Load in your Warm Cunt, Torys hips came on a Still Fulling Submerged the Toy in him. He Rested his Full Weight into you and you Wrap him up Close.

"Fuck that amazing!~" You Moaned out Shivering Against Robby, Tory Pulled out Making him Straight out he pulled out of you an Plopped down next to you Tiredly. You Watched as Tory pulled the Strap from her Dripping Pussy, Robby's Load Leaked hot from your Cunt an the sinful thought started to Flood your mind once again.

"Let's make a Big Mess for the New Year Baby~"

More Cobra Kai

[supercap2319]

Y/N and Tory circle each other in the middle of the hallway, surrounded by their fellow students as they wait in anticipation for what was about to happen. Troy had announced on the school's PA system that she knew what Y/N did, and he was going to pay for it.

They stop their circling as Tory has a fury in her eyes. "I saw what you did at the party. You kissed Miguel." The students around them "ooh" as Robby is right behind Tory. His eyes are wide with surprise.

Y/N shoulders his backpack. "And I take it you have a problem with that?"

"Yeah, actually. I have a big fucking problem with that you little slut." Tory snarls.

"Hey, it's not my fault that Miguel and Robby both prefer my juicy lollipop, to your worn-out and deflated watermelons. Wanna fight about it?" He smiled as the students watched to see what Tory would do about being insulted like that.

Tory throws a swing as Y/N dodges the blow, and tries to weave away from her, but she grabs his backpack and pulls him back. Y/N toss it to the side and delivers a kick to her stomach. "I'm not above fighting a girl."

"Good." Tory says. "Because you kick like one."

"And you throw punches like one." They both charged forward.

[i4miguel]

ʀ ᴜ ᴍɪɴᴇ?

robby x fem reader (minors dni)

!! warnings: pure smut tbh

You didn’t even know why you actually accepted this ‘date.’

Right now, in front of your bathroom mirror, you literally want to die.

You agreed to the date to do what? Prove him wrong? Show him you’re unaffected by his charm?

“Pride can get you killed” And yes, they were so right for this.

You pace back and forth, scowling at your reflection. You don’t want to give Robby the satisfaction of thinking he got under your skin. But here you are, taking extra time to look perfect, as if you’re about to meet someone who actually matters. You feel stupid for caring this much.

With a groan, you finally decide on an outfit. Casual enough to say “this means nothing.” but still flattering enough to make him choke on that smug smirk of his. You’re definitely not doing this for him.

As you stand in front of his door, you can’t shake the nerves. It’s just the usual banter, you tell yourself. It’s not a real date. Besides, the setting doesn’t matter, he’s still the same infuriating guy you can’t stand.

The door swings open, and there he is, leaning casually against the doorframe like he’s been waiting for this moment his whole life. He’s in a simple black tee and jeans, looking annoyingly relaxed and somehow attractive.

“Right on time” he says with a smirk, stepping aside to let you in.

You roll your eyes, determined to stay in control. “I’m always on time. You should try it sometime.”

He chuckles, leading you into the living room. It’s a sleek, modern space. A bottle of red wine is already open on the table, two glasses waiting. You glance around, trying to keep your mind off the fact that this feels oddly intimate.

“Wine okay with you?” he asks, pouring the glasses.

“Depends. Are you planning on getting me drunk to make this more bearable?” you shoot back, taking the glass he hands you.

Robby raises an eyebrow, amusement in his eyes. "Of course not.” he says, his voice dripping with mock seriousness. "Though, if I did, at least then you might admit you actually enjoy my company."

You scoff, taking a sip of the wine. It's surprisingly good. "Never."

“You never give up, hm?” He smiles at you and you feel your cheeks literally burn. And despite your best efforts, a smile tugs at the corner of your lips.

“There it is.” Robby says, a slow grin spreading across his face.

“There what is?” you ask, taking another sip to hide the warmth creeping up your cheeks.

“That smile. You spend so much time pretending to hate everything, I was starting to think you forgot how to have fun.”

“I know how to have fun,” you retort, your tone defensive. “Just not with you.”

Robby chuckles, settling into the couch beside you, close enough that you can feel the heat of his body, but not so close enough.

He swirls his glass of wine. “How long are you going to keep pretending that you hate me?”

You meet his gaze, refusing to back down. “I’m not pretending anything.”

“Prove it.” he challenges, his voice dropping to a lower, more intimate tone.

Your heart skips a beat, but you refuse to show any sign of weakness. “I don’t need to prove it to you” you say, your voice steady despite the rapid pounding of your heart.

Robby’s smirk returns, and he leans in slightly, just enough that you can feel his breath on your lips. “Scared you might like it?” he taunts, his words laced with that same infuriating confidence.

It’s a dangerous game you’re playing, but for some reason, you can’t back down.

“Please,” you scoff, though your voice wavers just slightly. “There’s nothing you could do to make me like you.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” he murmurs, his eyes dropping to your lips for just a fraction of a second before meeting your gaze again. “I think you might be surprised.”

You want to argue, to tell him he’s full of himself, but the words stick in your throat. Because, deep down, you know there’s a part of you that’s drawn to him, no matter how much you try to deny it.

He leans back slightly, giving you just enough space to breathe, but the intensity in his gaze doesn’t waver. “Why did you agree to this date?” he asks, his tone more serious now.

“I didn’t know it was a date,” you reply, lifting your chin defiantly, trying to regain the upper hand.

Robby chuckles softly, shaking his head. “Come on, you’re smarter than that. You knew exactly what this was.”

You meet his gaze, trying to keep your voice steady. “Maybe I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Oh, yeah? And what did you hear?” he asks, leaning in again, his eyes locking onto yours.

“That you’re an overconfident player.” you quip, a smirk tugging at your lips as you throw the dig his way.

Robby laughs, clearly amused rather than offended. “Fair enough.” He gives you a slow, suggestive smile, and you roll your eyes, even as your heart skips a beat.

“You’re so full of yourself” you mutter, taking another sip of wine to distract yourself from how close he’s sitting, how warm his presence is next to you.

“Maybe,” he admits with a shrug, “but I think you like it.”

“Then think again” you shoot back, but the words come out weaker than you intended.

Robby shifts even closer, his knee brushing against yours, and you can feel the heat radiating off his skin. “I know you’re trying hard not to, but you can’t help it. I’m in your head, aren’t I?”

The tension between you is electric, the air so thick with it that it's almost hard to breathe. You try to find the words to throw back at him, but they catch in your throat as Robby moves even closer, his breath hot against your skin.

"Just as i thought" he murmurs, his voice so low it sends shivers down your spine.

Your heart pounds in your chest, every instinct telling you to push him away, to put him in his place. But you can't. Instead, your body betrays you, leaning in just slightly, drawn to him in a way you can’t quite control.

Robby notices, of course. He always does. His eyes darken, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he closes the gap between you. “See? I knew you wanted this.”

“Shut up.” you whisper, but the words lack conviction.

"Make me” he challenges, his voice a rough growl as he leans in, capturing your lips in a kiss that steals the breath from your lungs.

His touch is fire, his hands roaming over your body with a hunger that mirrors your own, and you arch into him, unable to hold back the soft moan that escapes your lips as his mouth trails down your neck. It’s overwhelming, the intensity of it all, but you don’t want it to stop. You want more, more of him, more of this.

Robby’s lips find yours again, and this time the kiss is slower, more deliberate, as if he’s savoring the taste of you, the feel of your body beneath his.

“Tell me you don’t want this and I'll stop” he murmurs against your lips, his voice rough and full of need.

“Don’t stop” you whisper back, the admission slipping out before you can stop it.

Robby doesn’t hesitate. He kisses you deeply, his hands gripping your hips as he pulls you into his lap, your legs straddling him as he deepens the kiss, his hands roaming over your back, your sides, as if he’s trying to memorize the feel of you. The feeling of his body against yours is overwhelming, the warmth of his skin searing through your clothes, and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips as his hands find their way under your shirt, fingers brushing against your bare skin.

“You’re so fucking stubborn” he mutters against your lips, his voice rough with desire.

“And you’re fucking annoying” you shoot back, but the bite in your words is softened by the way you’re clinging to him, your body betraying the emotions you’ve tried so hard to keep in check.

His response is a low, satisfied growl as he flips you over onto the couch, his body hovering over yours. The weight of him pressing you into the cushions is intoxicating, and for a moment, all you can do is stare up at him, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you try to catch your breath.

"Say you hate me again," Robby dares, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers. "I want to hear it."

You know he’s playing with you, pushing you to admit the truth you’ve been denying for so long. But instead of pushing him away, you pull him closer, your hands gripping his shirt as you bring his lips back to yours in a hungry kiss.

"Fuck you" you murmur against his lips, but there's no venom in your words. It's almost affectionate, a twisted way of admitting that you've lost this battle, at least for now.

Robby grins against your mouth, his hands sliding under your shirt, fingers tracing over your skin. "I was hoping you'd say that.” he whispers, his voice thick with desire.

His hands slipping under your shirt, pushing it up and over your head. He leans back just enough to take you in, his eyes dark and hungry as they roam over your body. “You don’t hate me. You never did.”

“Shut up” you repeat, but the words are weaker now, barely a whisper as he kisses a trail down your neck, his hands making quick work of the rest of your clothes. His teeth grazing your skin as he makes his way lower, and you can’t hold back the moan that escapes your lips when he finally reaches your chest. His hands are everywhere, caressing, teasing, driving you wild with need.

“You’re going to beg,” Robby whispers against your skin, his voice a low growl. “And I’m going to enjoy every second of it.”

You bite back a retort, determined to stay in control, but it’s getting harder with every touch, every kiss. When his mouth finally closes over your breast, his tongue flicking over your nipple, you arch into him, your hands tangling in his hair as you try to pull him closer.

He’s relentless, his hands and mouth driving you to the edge, but you’re not ready to give in. Not yet. You pull him up, capturing his lips in another searing kiss, your hands fumbling with his belt as you try to get it undone.

Robby grins against your lips, helping you get rid of his jeans, and when he’s finally free, you can feel just how hard he is, how much he wants you. It sends a thrill through you, knowing that you’re affecting him just as much as he’s affecting you.

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him down against you, and he groans, his hips grinding against yours. The friction is almost too much, and you’re both breathing hard, your bodies pressed together.

But Robby doesn’t give you a chance to catch your breath. He moves down again, this time sliding his hand between your thighs, finding the wetness there.

“Already so wet for me” he murmurs, his fingers sliding against your slick folds, teasing you, driving you crazy with need.

“Robby…” you moan, trying to keep control, but it’s slipping fast.

He chuckles darkly, his fingers dipping inside you, curling just right, and you can’t stop the way your hips move, seeking more of his touch.

“Say it,” he demands, his voice low and commanding. “Say you want me.”

“In your dreams” you pant, even as your body betrays you, moving against his hand, desperate for more.

“Every fucking night” Robby growls, his thumb finding your clit, pressing down just right, and you gasp, your back arching as pleasure courses through you.

He doesn’t give you a chance to recover, his mouth replacing his hand as he moves lower, his tongue sliding against your sensitive flesh, tasting you, driving you wild with every stroke.

“Robby, please” you whisper, the words slipping out before you can stop them.

Robby looks up at you, his eyes dark and full of desire. “There it is” he says, his voice rough with satisfaction. “I knew you’d beg.”

But he doesn’t stop. He continues his relentless assault on your senses, his tongue flicking over your clit, his fingers sliding inside you, bringing you closer and closer to the edge until you’re right there.

“Come for me” he murmurs against your skin, and that’s all it takes. You cry out, your body convulsing as the pleasure crashes over you, leaving you trembling beneath him.

Robby’s lips curl into a wicked smile as he hovers above you, his body pressing against yours, the heat between you almost unbearable. He slides into you with a slow thrust, making you feel every inch of him as he sinks deeper. The sensation sends a shiver through you, and you can’t hold back the moan that escapes your lips.

“Fuck,” Robby groans, his voice low and rough, “Feel so good. So fucking tight.”

You bite your lip, trying to stifle the sounds threatening to spill out, but it’s useless. He knows exactly what he’s doing, each thrust driving you wild, his words only adding fuel to the fire.

“You’re so wet for me” he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. “You like this, don’t you? Being fucked by the guy you ‘hate’ so much?”

You dig your nails into his shoulders, clinging to him as he picks up the pace. “Shut up.” you gasp, but the way your body responds to him betrays your words. Every roll of his hips, every deep stroke has you melting beneath him.

“Oh, I don’t think you really want that” Robby taunts, his voice dripping with confidence. He pulls back slightly, just enough to leave you wanting, teasing you.

“Tell me how much you want it. How much you want me.”

“Robby…” you moan, the sound more of a plea than you intended.

His eyes darken with desire, and he pushes back in, harder this time, his pace relentless as he drives into you. “Say it,” he demands, his voice rough with need. “Tell me you need me.”

You’re on the edge, teetering between holding on to your pride and giving in to the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving you. His hand slides down your body, fingers finding your clit, rubbing it in tight, skilled circles that have you seeing stars.

“Fuck, Robby,” you cry out, your body arching into him, your resistance crumbling. “I need you. I need you so fucking bad.”

“I knew this from the beginning” he growls, his lips crashing down on yours in a fierce, possessive kiss. He pounds into you, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge, the combination of his cock inside you and his fingers working your clit driving you insane.

Your breath comes in ragged gasps, your body trembling beneath him as the tension coils tighter and tighter, ready to snap. Robby’s name falls from your lips,you can’t think about anything else.

“Come for me,” Robby orders, his voice a low, commanding growl. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

It’s too much. You cry out his name as you come, your body shaking with the force of your orgasm, every muscle tensing at the feeling.

Robby follows you over the edge, his hips snapping against yours in a final, powerful thrust as he spills inside you, his groan of release vibrating through your entire body. He collapses onto you, his weight a comforting pressure as you both struggle to catch your breath.

Robby’s hand strokes your hair gently, a completely different gesture from what happened just moments before.

“Still hate me?” he murmurs, his voice low and teasing, but there’s an edge of vulnerability there too.

You manage a breathless laugh, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on his back. “You’re still annoying.” you reply, but there’s no real bite to your words.

Robby chuckles, his lips brushing against your forehead. “Good to know I haven’t lost my touch.”

You roll your eyes, though there’s a smile tugging at your lips. “Don’t let it go to your head.”

He pulls back slightly, just enough to look at you, his eyes searching yours. “Too late.”

[cheoridoll]

can you write a fic about listening to music w robby keene??

playlist of love

pairing: robby keene x reader

notes: thank you for the request! :)

warning: nothing, just Robby being cute

playlist for the fic: spotify | sorry for the bad english, it's not my first language.

words counted: 1.030

It was a late Sunday afternoon, the time when the sun was already setting, painting the sky orange and pink. I was lying on the couch, playing with my phone, when Robby arrived.

"Hi, honey," he said, throwing his backpack on the floor.

"Hi Robby, how was work?" He shrugged, throwing himself on the couch next to me. The way he always felt comfortable around me made me smile inside. It was like he felt like this was his place.

"I thought we could do something different today."

"Different like what?"

"Listening to music together." — He answered, a little shy.

I raised an eyebrow, curious. Robby wasn't one to suggest programs outside the standard "watching series until falling asleep".

At first I thought: "Really? Music? Since when has this been different?" But then I realized that the way he said it seemed more special than simply putting on a random playlist. His small gestures made me smile, and I realized how worth every second by his side was.

"Okay." — I answered, curious and giving a slight smile.

Robby jumped up, excited, and started rummaging through his backpack. He pulled out a laptop and two headphones.

"I made a playlist." — He said with a smile.

Robby was the kind of guy who didn’t show his feelings very much. So the fact that he had created a playlist for us to listen to together was basically the equivalent of writing a love letter in our modern language. He plugged the headphones into the laptop, put one side in my ear and the other in his. We were very close, with the cable of the headphones a little short, which made me laugh. He pressed play, and the first song started. It was Yellow, by Coldplay.

“You know that’s a cliché, right?” — I joked.

He gave me a sideways smile, the one that always made me melt.

"Cliché, but true." — The way he said it made me go quiet. There was something in the tone of his voice that said more than the words. We sat in silence, listening to the music. I knew he was trying to say something without speaking, and I think I understood. The next song started, and it was Home, by Gabrielle Aplin. I had never heard it before, but the lyrics caught me somehow. It was sweet, welcoming, as if the song had been made for that specific moment.

"This is beautiful" — I commented, a little embarrassed to say it.

"I thought of you when I heard it." — He replied, fiddling with the earphone cord.

I felt my face heat up. Robby had this knack for making me flustered with the simplest things.

The playlist kept going, and every song seemed handpicked. It had a bit of everything: The 1975, Arctic Monkeys, Billie Eilish. In the middle of a Harry Styles song, I turned to him.

"Okay, confess, you spent hours putting this together, didn’t you?"

He laughed, neither confirming nor denying it.

"Maybe" — he replied, with that little smirk that always got to me.

I realized the playlist was more than just music. It was like he was trying to show me pieces of himself that he didn’t know how to express otherwise. Every lyric, every melody, felt like it was saying something he didn’t have the courage to say out loud.

When You’re Somebody Else by Flora Cash started playing, he finally broke the silence.

"I like spending time like this with you." — He said, staring straight ahead, as if he was afraid to look at me.

"Like this how?" — I asked, curious.

"Just... together. Without needing to say anything."

I smiled, even though he wasn’t looking. The truth was, I felt the same way. With Robby, there was no need for grand declarations or over-the-top gestures. It was in the silence, in the simple things, that we truly connected.

Midway through the playlist, I grabbed the laptop and opened my own Spotify.

"Now it’s my turn" – I announced, excited.

He made a face but gave in. I started with A Sky Full of Stars because I knew he had a soft spot for Coldplay. Then, I went through songs that reminded me of him: Sweater Weather, Electric Love, Falling.

"This one’s for you" – I said when Can’t Help Falling in Love began.

And for a second, I thought he was going to laugh, but he just smiled — that smile that made the whole world feel a little lighter.

I felt my face heat up. Robby had this knack for making me flustered with the simplest things.

When the last song ended, we were silent again. Not that awkward silence, but one that seemed to fill the space between us.

“That was a good idea, Robby,” — I finally said, taking off my headphones.

“That was right" — he replied, looking at me with that look that I knew was only mine. He leaned in to place a kiss on my lips, and for a moment I smiled between the kiss.

And so, on a random Sunday, with a playlist and two headphones, he managed to show me that sometimes the best conversations happen without any words.

[shortnspidey]

DADDY ISSUES

Robby Keene x OC!Reader || cobra kai || seasons one - three

SUMMARY: Katherine LaRusso has it all: a lavish lifestyle, a supportive friend group, and the material possessions most can only dream of. Yet, beneath the surface, she yearns for something more. Haunted by the pain of her parents’ divorce, she seeks solace in the familiar comforts of her privileged life. However, fate intervenes, forcing her to uproot and start anew in Europe. Years later, Katherine returns to Los Angeles with her enigmatic relative, Daniel LaRusso. As she navigates a new school, rekindles old passions, and forges new friendships, she encounters someone who mirrors her own struggles. Will their shared experiences unite them, or will their differences tear them apart?

WARNINGS: friends to lovers, second chance romance, descriptions of violence, talks of bad mental health, some talks of blood and violence

A/N: I do not own any of the cobra kai characters only Katherine and her storyline as well as any other character's I may create. Please do not copy or translate my work; even with credit! Paraphrasing is still copying! As always, thank you for all the support in my writing, I appreciate every single one of you! 🥰

➩ SEASON ONE

➩ SEASON TWO

➩ SEASON THREE

[sensei-venus]

I feel like this is so foul but I have to share it because I remembered you do the actor/actress stuff. ( @gemini-sensei )

Imagine Tanner and Chubby!Reader being in a relationship and Reader is a background character in the show. So she is always on set half of the time while they are filming. Even if she's not on for a scene she still shows up to support everyone, especially Tanner of course.

Mary doesn't want to admit it but she is a little jealous.

Reader and Tanner started dating when Reader became a featured background character (say around S2-S3) and ever since have been always hanging out together. Mary is kinda sad because this has started to mess with her and Tanner's friendship, mostly because they don't hang out as much because he is always going out on dates with Reader after filming.

At first she thinks her feelings are of just pure jealousy. Feeling bad about the unspoken words she tries to stuff all of them down. On one hand, it might be from the fact that Tanner is one of her best friends, but on the other, it feels different. She doesn't understand why these feelings are coming up so fast. It makes her heart hurt every time she sees them together. Getting stuck in the same trailer for their stage makeup is horrible. She catches herself looking over at Reader who is always just chatting and laughing away at something her makeup artist is saying.

It gets so hard to be around her or to even look Tanners way.

Her head hurts when the day comes when she has to go to Tanner’s trailer.

One day after a long day of filming on set Mary notices that Tanner forgot one of his back up shirts. They had been filming a scene where he was shirtless. He must have accidentally left the clean shirt on set before heading back to his own trailer after wrap. Taking the shirt she strolls over to his trailer. Hoping that he was there already and not over at Reader’s.

Knocking lightly on the door to the trailer yelds nothing. No one answers after a good minute or so. Turing the handle she finds it unlocked. She thinks for a moment before entering but decides to just pop inside very quickly and leave the shirt for the guy to find later when he comes back. Maybe he wouldn't even question the shirt magically appearing back in his room. Slowly she turned the door handle and walked inside.

She hoped to find it empty after not getting a reply back.

She was dead wrong.

As she stud in the middle of the trailer she found something she never experienced to walk in on.

At the other end of the trailer on a small couch were Tanner and Reader having sex.

Tanner has Reader split open on his cock while she rides him reverse cow girl style. He has her pushing back against he’s chest while she goes all out. Riding him like there is no tomorrow with the way her eyes cross and her tongue hangs out. She’s moaning up a storm as her ass slaps against his pelvis. Thighs making a wet snaking sound that fills the air. One of his hands grip at her fat tits, squeezing so bad that her soft flesh spills over his whole hand. The other hand works at her clit while his arm wraps around her pudgy waist. Fingers drawing long fast circles along the puffy skin of her pussy.

It’s a good minute or two before they realize that poor Mary is just standing in the middle of the trailer. Watching them in pure shock. In a last second attempt she covers her mouth as she realizes she been caught staring at them.

(Part two maybe?)

[jaozendry]

Robby Keene x M!Reader: Friendship

Pairing: Robby Keene x M!Reader

PART 1

Warnings: mentions of bullying and homophobia

Summary: In an attempt to defend yourself against your bullies, but also to grow closer to Robby, you finally decide to join Cobra Kai. However, a chance encounter with Robby occurs during your night shift.

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Your heart skipped a beat when you recognized the address this meal was supposed to be delivered to: Cobra Kai dojo.

You've been thinking long and hard about joining Cobra Kai after meeting Robby, more than you've ever been. Maybe meeting him finally convinced you to learn karate to defend yourself. But also, the bullying's been way worse during these last couple of weeks. You're not even sure if you're allowed to leave your apartment to go to school anymore. You've been struggling more than ever after being kicked out of the house by your homophobic parents. Now, you have to deal with your neighbours and being bullied all over the place. They need to pay, you need revenge. You're done running away, but for now, this meal still has to be delivered.

You enter the dojo, slightly shaking, your head filled with anxiety. What if it's Robby? Can you face him after all this time? What if he forgot about you? You continue slowly walking into the dojo when you spy a silhouette coming from the changing room. Robby appears before you, drenched in sweat, a towel on his shoulder. You look at him up and down, shocked at his seemingly perfect physique before meeting his kind gaze. He smiles.

"I didn't know you were a delivery guy." he says, crossing his arms, still smiling like an angel.

"Yeah, I... uh... sorry, here's your meal. That'll be 20 dollars."

He opens his wallet, frowning when he realizes he's just a few dollars short.

"Ugh, sorry, I'm just a few dollars short. I got here a few weeks ago when you dropped me off, so I barely have any money. I still didn't pay my part of the rent. Sorry."

You smile to him in an understanding manner, opening your wallet.

"You know what, that one's on me."

"You don't have to-" he replies before you kindly cut him off.

"It's okay, Robby. It's all good." you say, lending him his meal.

He laughs awkwardly and picks up the bag.

"Thanks, Y/N. How about you eat it with me? My sensei isn't coming back until tomorrow, and I do owe you something."

You check your phone and realize your shift ended a while ago.

"Yeah, sure, gladly." you reply awkwardly, smiling like an idiot. "I'm just gonna go nextdoor to get something to eat for myself."

Robby immediately heads for the door upon hearing those words, checking his wallet on the way.

"My treat." You were about to respond before he cuts you off, smiling. "You literally paid for my meal, I'm gonna pay for yours, unless you want to starve while looking at me eat?" he adds jokingly. You nod, still smiling and joining him.

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Robby and you laughed like your lives depended on it that night. Sitting on the floor while eating, talking about your life stories and experiences. You truly felt like he appreciated you, at least as a friend. All of your worries drifted away. At one point, the subject got deep. That's when you learned about his dad and how exactly he ended up in juvie. You learned about his girlfriend cheating on him while he was locked up, the fight at the high-school and how he got into karate. All of these stories gave you the courage to join Cobra Kai.

"So, that's basically how I got into karate, and also Cobra Kai. I want to get back at Mr. LaRusso and everyone who did me wrong. "He takes a bite out of the food he ordered before sighing.

"Sorry for complaining about all of this, you must be annoyed." You shake your head, reassuring him that you're invested in his stories.

"You know, I've been thinking about joining Cobra Kai myself. I also want to get back at people who did wrong to me, too." You zone out for a bit, wondering if you should tell Robby about your sexual orientation. Will he reject you? Will he end up like everyone else you know, or is he different?

"Oh yeah? What did they do?" he asks, invested in what you have to say. You look at the ground, still wondering and thinking. He clearly notices and reassures you.

"It's okay, Y/N. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. We'll talk about it when you're ready." he says, putting his hand on your shoulder.

"Thanks." you whisper, meeting his gaze for a few seconds.

"Also, I wanted to ask you something. I've been thinking about this for a while now. Can you train me? Can I join Cobra Kai?"