#cuba and his teddy bear

[hideousvampire]

more brother au stuff + just teddy and ghost teddy

more clear ghost teddy

you have yo listen to this song while looking at ghost teddy 90% of people explode when they dont

#the karate kid #the outsiders #cuba and his teddy bear #eight is enough #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #jeremy andretti #teddy cuba #johnny cade #ali mills #rm tag bc shit ton of ralphs here #ralph macchio #lawrusso #i hate them all #TEDDY LIKES THE FLAMINGOS TRUST ME (i like the flamingos) #him singing i wanna be loved by you totally means he likes 50s music haha #totally #IM RIGHT ALL THE TIME!!! #Spotify

[msfbgraves]

Ah, Silverusso - a lot of people don't get engaging with these kinds of dynamics, yeah?

Which is fine, to each their own. But Silverusso isn't even the heaviest stuff! What cracks me up is that Ralph Macchio spent his entire 1980's career going

when given the slightest chance. I mean Choices were made during that career, people. I feel vindicated by the man himself, I do.

#ralph macchio #silverusso #cuba and his teddy bear

[puella-peanut]

any ideas for a silverusso involving super hot crackerjack!terry and precious baby daniel/teddy from cuba and his teddy bear?

Terry Silver’s an undercover narcotics officer with a taste for cocaine on the sly. But when he catches wind of several rogue drug deals that a low life, illiterate drug dealer has run too close to his neighborhood of choice—he sets out to investigate. 

But one day early into the hunt, on the fire escape of a crumbling brownstone on the Lower East Side—instead of an uneducated man with a penchant for a hustle, Terry runs into a child. A teenager, really. And the sweetest boy he’s ever seen. All shaggy, dark hair, matching eyes. Plump lips. But there's an ugly bruise on his thin cheek. The remains of a scar puckered on his forehead.

He’s not much more than sixteen. 

He’s terrified. 

Their eyes meet for just a moment, across soot and stairs. Curiosity and fear. Before and after. 

Not even a second later, the boy tries to make a run for it, his sneakers slamming into a dirty puddle at the start of what could have been a sprint—except that Terry’s too fast for him. Too tall, too strong. Too ready. 

Too much. 

He reaches, turning as he does so the kid slams against the alleyway wall. Crying out pitifully as his narrow back crashes into dirty brick, and shaking so hard that Terry simply holds him there like that, against the graffiti swear words scrawled high as if to challenge god. Moments pass, rats scuttling between them towards the overflowing garbage nearby. The boy is reduced to shivers, then to the occasional twitch. On the street, grimy, shifty-eyed people walk by either unaware, or unconcerned. In Terry’s arms, the kid eventually manages to hold himself very still, face deathly white. As if willing himself to vanish. Curl up into the air and take to the sky like the foul smoke from neighboring factories. Or a bird. 

Terry’s grasp on him tightens.

He feels the bone shift and flesh stir, and the boy comes alive again; cheeks flushing red, a whimper that shouldn't be pretty but is, spilling from his slender throat. Terry presses into him at that, inhaling the scent of fresh cigarette smoke and something more foul, desperate—and then his hand sharply rolls up an arm of the kid’s jean-jacket. The faded sleeve of the old red sweatshirt under. He holds up a scrawny arm to the scrutiny of his eyes, to the judgement of a cold winter sun. The boy’s pretty face crumples like paper. 

Track marks. Scratches. A scar from the jagged edge of a switchblade. 

Bruises so dark they’re almost black. 

Terry breaths out, slowly. Breath fogging into unspoken ghosts between them. 

Heroin, of course. Child abuse a given. The boy’s too slight and timid for brawling, though. Bullying? Easy target, this one. But underage sex work? Child prostitution? For fuck’s sake. Surely…

Terry studies him again. The long lashes. The delicate line of his clavicle. The fragile, breakable beauty of him.

A looker. 

And on these streets—a victim. 

“Name, kid?” Terry asks finally. 

“I…I wasn’t doing nothin’, I promise, Officer, I, I’m just—“

“Name. Now.”

The boy swallows. Sniffles. A tear runs down the side of his nose. There's salt in the air, cold sweat on skin. Pain.  

“D…Daniel. Sir," he whispers.

That’s all it takes. 

...

Terry Silver’s an undercover narcotics officer with a taste for cocaine on the sly. But when he catches wind of several rogue drug deals that a low life, illiterate drug dealer has run too close to his neighborhood of choice—he sets out to investigate. 

...But what starts off as just a run of the mill drug bust very quickly turns into something more. Terry says he won't get involved, he can’t. Shouldn’t. Just catch the dealer, get the kid off the streets. Foster care, GED. A child psychologist. End this shit, let him go. Go back to black coffee and blacker toast. His daily white line of cocaine. Out of tune pianos and the creaky kneelers of Saint Patrick's down on Coogan. Return to his lonely apartment after hunting down criminals past midnight on the mean streets, just to wake up at five come next morning to do it all again. 

But he can't forget the trembling body he should never have touched. That sweet voice that sang for him so prettily when he carved the boy into his bed. The warm, slender hands tangled in his hair. Those pleading doe-eyes—pleading for what? Drugs? Protection? A lingering hold? Terry himself?

Terry knows he shouldn’t. 

He should keep away from this boy. He’s better than this, isn’t he? He only slipped that one time. Twice, goddamnit. He couldn’t help himself. One look into those fathomless eyes, one taste of that sweet mouth—and he falls. Away from his better judgement, right into Daniel’s welcoming body. Doing exactly to the boy what he said he was going to save him from. After a while, he can’t even bring himself to let it bother him. If it ever truly bothered him in the first place. 

Terry knows that broken boy in his arms, in his bed—is his. And if he’s got to break him more to keep him that way—so be it, then. 

So be it. 

#silverusso #terry silver #daniel larusso #cuba and his teddy bear #in which i chase paper cuts #sweep the leg

[jossujb]

I did’t draw these in sequence, but organized this way I think you can gather how did my Teddy Bear suffer.

#cuba and his teddy bear #teddy cuba #joseph cuba #tw: self harm #tw: abuse

[amorphousgenderlesscryptid]

please i need to know how you made/found a full transcribed script of Cuba & His Teddy Bear, like did you find it online somewhere or did you get if from a library? also its very much appreciated, because i couldnt find it anywhere and i was losing it lol so thank you <3

I bought a physical copy of the script online and transcribed it myself. You can find the original commercial editions of the script - which contain information about the original production like the cast and understudies, props and costume lists, and stage map - on used book sites, and new copies of the script for contemporary productions at concordtheatricals.com. I own one of the original commercial printings

#cuba and his teddy bear

[terrysilvers]

The thought of this Terry

and this Daniel

drives me FERAL.

Terry would ruin this boy and it'd be super, super hot.

#daniel larusso #terry silver #silverusso #the karate kid 3 #cobra kai #karate kid #kk3 #tkk3 #cuba and his teddy bear #excessive force #ralph macchio #thomas ian griffith

[alisonmeh2007]

Can someone plz make more cuba and his teddy bear fanfiction 😗😫

#cuba and his teddy bear

[ifchickenscouldfly13]

Constantly thinking about an Equalizer/Cuba and his Teddy Bear crossover where Teddy is another one of Scott’s questionable partners or something like that. Or like Robert has to take down Cuba and his drug dealing ring, meanwhile Scott accidentally falls for Teddy not knowing who he is. Chaos and angst pursues.

#cuba and his teddy bear #the equalizer #scott mccall #ralph macchio #billy zabka #I think too many things #teddy cuba #robert mccall

[mysticalsadgirl]

if he wakes up he'll show you what I'm talking about

Inbred - Ethel Cain + Cuba & his Teddy Bear (specifically Teddy)

#cuba and his teddy bear #Ralph macchio #Ethel Cain #Incest cw #Cw incest #I'm on my bullshit fr fr

[nonthreatening-boys]

Eddie Castrodad

#i always liked him but i recently found out he was ralph macchios understudy in that teddy bear play #my back up macchio ily #eddie castrodad #the cosby show #cuba and his teddy bear #kate & allie #1980s

[hideousvampire]

more brother au shit but its just info

#the karate kid #tkk #the outsiders #eight is enough #cuba and his teddy bear #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #jeremy andretti #teddy cuba #johnny cade #ali mills #lawrusso #bc johnnys the no. 1 daniel enjoyer #GAY!!!! #jeremy stop being mean to johnny challenge!! IMPOSSIBLE #tkk brother au😈😈

[msfbgraves]

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen Dog Day Afternoon, but Al Pacino in that movie with the floppy haircut and the big eyes looks like Teddy Cuba’s older brother!

You heard it here first, people - Teddy Cuba's older brother, who may or may not have been the figure Teddy christens "Cookie" in his story, and who doesn't appear on stage, was played by Al Pacino 😁

I mean why not, as it is common knowledge that Robert De Niro portrayed Mr. LaRusso in the Karate Kid franchise.

#cuba and his teddy bear #Teddy Cuba #ralph macchio #al pacino

[puella-peanut]

A Little Light Music

Written for the @allvalley100 Word Drabble Challenge. This time it was “Breathing room."

This is a crossover with Excessive Force and Cuba and His Teddy Bear! So, Silverusso...adjacent, as Amanda would say.

...

Teddy sighs. "I left New York to give myself space, breathing room. But the past has a knack for following."

"Like a shadow," Terry says, fingers finding a song on the piano. Something both melancholy and not.

"Peter Pan would agree." Teddy sips his drink slowly, aware of the dwindling murmur of conversation nearby, the soft jazz. Blue eyes. 

"Second-star, right?”

"I wouldn't call Chicago a star, and besides—“

"—‘sides you're here, star or not.” Terry points out. “Gotta be something to that.”

Teddy rolls his eyes. "That's the detective in you."

“Maybe,” Terry laughs. “Maybe more.”

Teddy smiles.

Maybe.

...

Teddy wanted to inform Terry about where the second-star really leads, but he let it slide. This time.

Moving on, my deep-dive headfirst into Macchio Studies had me stumble across the stage-adaption of a play Ralph acted in once upon a time called Cuba and His Teddy Bear. Which I read and which then ruined my life after completing. But I'm here still. Pieces and all. 🤡

Anyway, I was inspired to write this crossover between Teddy of CaHTB and Terry of Excessive Force thanks to the excellent crossover fanfictions by @amorphousgenderlesscryptid and @msfbgraves which I highly recommend!!

Some pictures for your enjoyment. Yes, that's De Niro.

#silverusso #cuba and his teddy bear #excessive force #terry silver #daniel larusso #in which i chase paper cuts #allvalley100 #terry mccain #teddy cuba #sweep the leg

[jossujb]

Teddy from “Cuba and His Teddy Bear” as Virgin Mary, which sounds ridiculous and niche, but it was relevant for a self-indulgent fic (in not those languages you speak)

#cuba and his teddy bear #teddy cuba #nonsense #art by jossu

[amorphousgenderlesscryptid]

For the fic ask, 2, 4, 9, 11, 12–In a Sentimental Mood!

2. What scene did you first put down?

I’m pretty much invariably a chronological writer. I start at the beginning and write straight through to the end. So the opening scene of Terry and Sam was the first one I wrote.

4. What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

That’s easy - “You look kind of flash for a homicide cop. Did you steal that earring from George Michael?”

9. Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

No, the story idea came into my head pretty fully formed. I was watching Criminal Minds one night and the story just came to me.

11. What do you like best about this fic?

Getting to expand upon the canon material has been really fun. Terry McCain has pretty much no canon backstory, so I get to make it up wholesale. There are elements of Teddy’s childhood that are deliberately vague in the play and have been endlessly debated in the Silverusso server, so I enjoy getting to push my own pet theories 😄 and of course giving Teddy a future post the events of the play and trying to create an adult from the child he was in the source material.

12. What do you like least about this fic?

How tough it is to write 😅 Not to toot my own horn, but I think there are some really interesting themes and ideas in this story that I want to do justice to, while also having the fun fanservice stuff. And how much research it requires. I know so much about the history of the FBI and sex work statistics in Chicago now. What is my life.

#in a sentimental mood #excessive force 1993 #cuba and his teddy bear #terry mccain #teddy cuba #silverusso #the silverusso multiverse #my fic #my writing

[2dieavirgin]

my poor little meow meow who was born in a wet cardboard box all alone ...

#cuba and his teddy bear #doodle #my art