#kreerence

[zappedbyzabka]

Big bad wolf

#I plan on making more Cobra gifs too #STOP #Step away #Don’t loot at him again #Kreese’s defense is that Johnny is really pretty and it’s a bit attention diverting #The whole time Johnny and him were attached at the hip and he was STARING staring #It’s a little sad that Johnny was so clingy #the karate kid #johnny lawrence #john kreese #kreerence

[diningwiththeasquiths]

Dining’s Cobra Kai (Karate Kid) + text posts {part 10/?}

#the karate kid #the karate kid 3 #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #terry silver #john kreese #silverusso #krilver #cobra husbands #evil karate husbands #lawrusso #kreerence #diningscobrakaiplustextposts

[gay-caveman]

song : the murder of love by propaganda

#i CANNOT stop thinking about them to this song #please listen to this song its SO GOOD #cobra kai #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #john kreese #karate kid #lawrusso #kreerence #(I GUESSS) #propaganda band

[billysubdivision]

#kreerence #girl idk lmao

[wicked-jade]

@allvalley100 Here is my entry for the Cyberpunk challenge. I’m doing things a little differently this week and posting all of the parts together. Each part is exactly 100 words, but it’s a continuous story and they really all should be kept in one place. It just seems less spammy this way. I’ll put everything after the first drabble behind a cut, to spare everyone’s dashes.

With that out of the way, here we go: A horror story in eight parts. This is vaguely inspired by both Dredd and RoboCop. Trigger warnings for blood, body horror, and Terry Silver. Cobra Husbands and Kreerence, but only if you squint.

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It’d been a frivolous indulgence, having a concert grand hauled up to the 200th floor of the DynaTech building. But Terry Silver had never been one to deny himself.

And why should I? He thought, as his fingers danced over the keys. I can afford the extravagance.

The distinctive click of heels behind him made his shoulders tense, but he still didn’t miss a note. “I told you, Margaret. No interruptions.”

“It’s Captain Kreese, sir. He says it’s urgent.”

“Did he say anything else?”

“Only that he’s here to ‘collect an old debt.’”

Terry’s fingers finally stumbled.

“Send him up.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Terry stood before the penthouse’s floor-to-ceiling windows, staring down at the world below.

Up here, he was untouchable. Up here, he sometimes forgot how ugly it actually was, down there. Two hundred stories of concrete and reinforced steel stood between him and the crime-infested city streets. From this height, he couldn’t hear the constant wail of sirens. Couldn’t see the garish, neon billboards, their ever-present glare reduced to a soft, ethereal glow.

But then the doors of his suite swished open and John Kreese stumbled in, dragging a body behind him, his boots tracking filth on his pristine marble floors.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Terry kept his back turned as he lit a cigar, carefully toasting the foot to assure an even burn.

“Hello, John. Long time, no see.”

Terry watched his reflection in the glass. Kreese’s jaw tensed, his cybernetic eye flaring in the darkness like the cigar’s cherry, glowing a fiery orange.

“It’s Captain, to you.”

“Not up here, it isn’t.”

Down below, Kreese and his elite team of Cobras ruled the streets with an iron fist. But up here, Terry was the King Cobra, and he wasn’t about to let his old friend forget it.

No matter what he owed him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

John growled in response, moving to deposit his burden on one of Terry’s sofas.

“Ah-ah-ah,” Terry tutted, finally turning to face him. “D’you know how hard it is to get real, full-grain leather these days? Leave him on the floor.”

Kreese glared but did as he was told. As he carefully lowered the body, Terry caught a glimpse of blond hair, matted with blood.

Of course. Kreese’s faithful lieutenant. His golden boy.

Though he didn’t look so golden now. Half his face was covered in blood. The other half was charred beyond recognition.

“What happened to him?”

“He showed mercy.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Terry calmly examined the tableau before him. John’s prized student, the most lethal snake in his quiver, was sprawled on his floor like a puppet with its strings cut. Bruises ringed his neck and one of his pretty, blue eyes was missing. Blood slowly oozed from the back of his cracked skull, pooling on the cold tile.

“I need to you fix him. Can you do it?”

Kreese’s face was chalk white and his hands were shaking. His knuckles were studded with broken glass.

“Why? What happened to not teaching losers?”

“He can’t die. I’m not finished with him yet.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Terry knelt over Lawrence’s broken body, fingers pressed to his awkwardly bent neck. His skin was cold, coated in a layer of congealing blood.

But there was a pulse. Faint and thready, but there, all the same.

He could work with that.

Terry rose, grimacing at his grimy fingertips. He’d always hated getting his hands dirty.

“If I do this, we’re even.” Terry stepped into John’s space, smearing the boy’s blood across his scowling lips. “A life for a life.”

After a moment’s hesitation, John gave him a tight nod. Terry grinned coldly, sealing their deal with a biting kiss.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kreese shoved him away, roughly wiping his mouth on the back of his sleeve.

“You’re really gonna cash in your chips for him?” Terry shook his head with a disappointed sigh. “Can’t say I’m surprised.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing, nothing. Rest easy, your boy is in good hands.”

“Will he…”

“Be the same?” Terry nudged Lawrence’s head with the toe of one monogrammed slipper. “No. But don’t worry, Dr. Norouzi does excellent work. He’ll be pretty as ever.”

“Will he suffer?” Kreese grit out.

Lawrence’s remaining eye slit open. Terry grinned.

“Pain doesn’t exist, does it, Mr. Lawrence?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The procedure took two days. Lawrence died on the table three times.

Not that he’d told John that.

Terry smirked as he led him into the room. The golden locks had been shorn away, but they’d grow back, with time. Just as the patchwork of SynthSkin would seamlessly knit together, covering the circuitry and steel framework beneath. Hiding the truth.

Lieutenant Johnny Lawrence was more machine than man.

Blue eyes opened. One, bright and cold. Artificial. The other, dulled. Empty.

“What did you do?” Kreese gasped in horror.

“What you asked. A life for a life. Now we’re even, Captain.              

#allvalley100 #terry silver #john kreese #johnny lawrence #cobra husbands #kreerence #if you tilt your head and squint #cyberpunk #dystopia #tw: body horror #tw: blood #cobra kai #the karate kid #my writing #drabbles are like gremlins #might continue this later if there's enough interest

[cobrakatharsis]

prev reblog i now have MANY thoughts about daniel accidentally discovering that (unintentionally) talking like kreese drops johnny right into subspace

all it takes is one “doll” and johnny’s ready to do anything, all sweet and pliant and a little ditsy, big eyes and fluttering lashes and slack jaw. daniel loves it at first and definitely uses it, praises johnny endlessly for how sweet he goes — right up until eventually some note of distress in johnny’s submission, too desperate to please, too scared of the alternative, makes it suddenly click into place that it’s a kreese trigger. and suddenly imagining johnny in exactly this state for kreese to use him, hurt him, gut him, makes daniel feel nauseous.

#cw abuse #sfw sasuke #elijah writes #lawrusso #kreerence

[conradrasputin]

via @zappedbyzabka

X

#kreerence #bobbyxjohnny #kreesexjohnny

[corroded-coffin]

Thoughts on Kreerence? How they began, 90s Kreerence, ck Kreerence anything tbh

first off: thank you, anon, i love you for this ♥

kreerence is one of those ships that can never be healthy and i think that's why i enjoy it. all they have is a sliding scale from bad to worse.

one of my fav headcanons is that kreese was the first man johnny ever realized he was attracted to, way back in his early cobra kai years. naturally, he was scared shitless and wouldn't have dared to act on it, but it was there, lingering and causing all that sweet, sweet guilt. (something something daddy issues.)

after the all valley, johnny swears it's all over, but his attraction to men is still there. being young and angry and confused, it's easy to just blame kreese for it.

my personal fav kreerence scenarios are ones where kreese comes back into johnny's life when he's still in his early 20s. johnny's malleable and lonely and of course he wants to forgive kreese and believe he has his best interests at heart. he wants that praise. he wants to be someone's champion again. kreese isn't generous with that praise but earning it is what makes it so good.

i think johnny would only have the guts to say anything or initiate anything if a) he were wasted and/or b) kreese was the one to make some sort of implication about johnny's sexuality. probably both. from there it's a rapid downward spiral of johnny basing his self-worth on kreese's view of him, craving his approval.

(sigh) also you KNOW no mercy extends to sex. godspeed, johnny.

#kreerence #john kreese #johnny lawrence #cobra kai #i love toxic ships with power imbalances and im not sorry. #this is a work of fiction.

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Can’t help but think of little tkk butch Danielle with the smell of Johanna’s fancy, sweet perfume stuck in her nose because that girl sprayed a hate note with it like a love letter.

Also, Eternal Sunshine AU with Daniel (Joel) who is going through it and finds out about his ex, Johnny, who chose to forget him. Not sure who Patrick would be (Dutch? Kreese? Another?) Just saying he’d have that S5 depression stubble and longer hair.

Idk random. Feel free to ignore.

UGH!!! i LOVE THIS ASK SO MUCH, okay okay let me get into this:

tkk lesbian lawrusso my ABSOLUTE beloved!! i get into the topic in later chapters of but the noise goes on (which im excited to share) but yes!! you’re so right!! i think that in early tkk johnny is probably wearing a lot more femme clothing because she’s wearing whatever her mom buys for her and so danielle gets SO FRUSTRATED AND ANNOYED by this pleated skirt, pink sweater blonde who looks like such a nice girl at school but when she’s out with the cobras, she steals their clothes and she wears that red leather jacket that danielle just kind of obsessed over. (baby lesbian johnny wearing dutch’s shirt, bobby’s pants when she knows sid and laura won’t be around for a while) meanwhile danielle wears both her mom and her dad’s and all her cousins’ hand me downs so it’s always a mess of huge flannels and then her mom’s flower patterned shirts (and UGLY CAMOS BECAUSE I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT CANON ATROCITY) and then after she meets mr miyagi you know she’s stealing all his shirts too!

johnny would wear this kind of expensive perfume her mom got her for christmas that smells like vanilla but underneath there’s the smell of leather and sweat and men deodorant she stole from tommy in the lockers and she writes these nasty bitchy notes to danielle à la regina george and danielle is like UGH I HATE HER AND HER BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS HAIR AND HER INTOXICATING SMELL!!! meanwhile johnny is writing mrs johnny larusso in the margins of her math book and then gets mad at herself for it.

i haven’t seen eternal sunshine of the spotless mind because i know it would absolutely destroy me emotionally but i loooooove break up/make up stories im a huge angst lover and after reading the wiki i totally agree. i think kreese would probably use daniel’s memories to get johnny to join him again? (or date him? im not a kreerence shipper but i can see that too) and i can totally see johnny and daniel fall back in love with each other even without their memories. also, kinda need billy zabka in kate winslet’s fits, blue hair and all. it would heal me i think. and gooood, yes divorced!daniel, with maybe some white hair in that beard (pls ck directors let ralph macchio have white hair he looks so good)

thank you for the ask!! i loved this!!

#*asks #ask AUs

[willwashere]

Hi!! I’m Will!!

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Will Write For:

꩜ Lawrusso

꩜  ck era Johnny and Daniel, but I prefer (and would probably be better at) tkk era

꩜ X reader

꩜ Any fem!reader

꩜ Any m!reader

꩜ Any gn!reader

꩜ Smut

꩜ Fluff

꩜ Character/Ship headcanons (can be about something specific, or just random ones I have)

Will NOT Write For:

꩜ Anything considered “proship” (ex. Kreerence, Silverusso etc.)

꩜ Heavy descriptions of serious topics (ex. Self-harm, eating disorders etc. I can write about it, just nothing particularly heavy iykwim)

꩜ Any sort of SA/SA related things

꩜ Yandere/yandere related topics

꩜ Platonic requests (sorry (╥﹏╥) I just feel like I can’t write it as well as romantic stuff)

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Some tags I’ll use:

#✮········will talks!! - used for non-writing text posts

#✮········will’s mailbox!! - used for non-request asks

#✮········will writes!! - used for all my writing

Small Warning!!

I might be slow answering requests, I’m still in school and very busy, but I will try to get them out as quick as possible!!

I may also occasionally close requests if I get more than I can handle atm, but my ask box will always be open for non-request related asks!!

#karate kid #the karate kid #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #cobra kai #writeblr #writing requests #requests #daniel larusso x reader #johnny lawrence x reader

[zappedbyzabka]

Papa bear

#So domestic #His apron #Papa bear #He needs a sassy diciplinary wife to beat him sooooo bad #I’m talking he will be saying ‘yes dear’ like his life depends on it and like it #I volunteer #No I’m talking about Johnny #It would be healing for them both #kreerence #martin kove #john kreese

[diningwiththeasquiths]

All this talk about Johnny taking loads of different dicks is making me think of Johnny as Goldilocks. (How fitting. Although the porn title would probably be Goldicocks. 😂)

Kreese's dick is girthy but not lengthy enough.

Silver's dick is the right length but missing girth.

Daniel's dick is long and thick and just right. 😌

#it just came to me so I had to make a post 🤷🏼‍♀️ #johnny lawrence #bottom Johnny #kreerence #silverlaw #lawrusso

[kreesilver]

about me post I GUESS

david 19 it/he

sys host splitroject (cameron vale scanners + brainmade)

bpd autism adhd bipolar other made up bullshit (this is a joke mental illness is real im channeling johnny lawrence)

spinterests r miyagiverse, david cronenberg, clive barker, cars, the mafia, wrestling, and transformers

no alter list its a secret

kreesilver is my Twitter (18+ only for thirstposting sawrry) scannerfilm on insta and discord

whatever. whatever whatever. i kin johnny lawrence and terry silver bc im fucking crazy. silverusso or kreerence/lawreese/whatever shippers dni

#no tags ever

[billysubdivision]

#kreerence

[wicked-jade]

More Human Than Human? Such an intriguing title!

'More Human Than Human' is one of the more recent ones! It would be based on this series of drabbles I wrote for the AV100 "Cyberpunk" prompt.

I stole the title from the White Zombie song of the same name, because it just happened to come up on the playlist I was listening to while I was writing those, lol.

This fic is one that I really want to write, though I also really doubt my ability to do so. It's basically Dredd meets Robocop meets Bladerunner meets Minority Report. So it would be dystopian and very, very, VERY dark.

Basically, the Cobras are an elite police force charged with patrolling the Mega City that was once Los Angeles. Kreese is their Captain, and Johnny his most trusted lieutenant. They rule the streets with an iron fist. Terry is the head of Dynatech, a controversial, ethically dubious cybernetics firm. (And also a shady crime lord on the side, because of course he is.) He and Kreese are still old war buddies/ex-lovers, and manage an uneasy coexistence, ruling their respective empires.

Eventually though, Johnny starts questioning Kreese and doubting that the Cobras are actually the good guys. (Something, something, he meets Daniel and Miyagi - and maybe starts to fall in love with Danny Boy- and starts questioning everything he knows.) It leads to a violent confrontation with Kreese, which is where those drabbles pick up. Johnny is left broken and on death's door, but Kreese calls in the life debt Terry owes him, and gets him to "save" his golden boy.

Terry uses the very latest experimental tech to put Johnny back together. His work is seamless, and no one knows he's now more machine than man. (And that he's got undetectable brain implants that basically let Terry control him and have a mole inside the police force, but that's another subplot.)

Well, nobody knows except Kreese, who ends up hating the bargain he made and the seemingly mindless/soulless thing Johnny has become. He resents that Terry is the one who 'perfected' him and made him into the perfect weapon, because Johnny was supposed to be his to make (or break).

The Cobras (though mostly Bobby, who was also starting to doubt Kreese's orders) do eventually realize something is very off about their brother in arms. And because the tech used to save him was experimental, Johnny starts to glitch. Blah blah, Terry starts to lose control of him, then Johnny runs into Daniel again, which fully triggers his repressed memories. He starts to recall who he was and what was done to him.

And then he wants revenge.

So they all work together to take both Terry and Kreese down, and free the city from their oppression, etc. It's bloody and violent and not everyone makes it out alive.

Again, I would LOVE to write this. This idea has been eating my brain ever since I wrote the first drabble! On one hand, making Johnny suffer is my wheelhouse, and holy shit, would he be put through the meatgrinder in this one. Suffering galore.

On the other, plot is not my forte. Between the action scenes and the technobabble and the world building (and the Cobra Husbands and the twisted Kreerence of it all) just...

*le sigh*

Thanks for the ask!! 💖💖💖

#wip ask game #goddamn i wish i was capable of writing action #my fics would be so much more interesting

[cobrakatharsis]

johnny thinks that his sensei doesn't have any feelings towards him, that he's just another student when his talent is excluded. his friends know better (they can see the eyes kreese gives to johnny, the type of expression he has when talking to johnny, the smile that's only reserved to johnny), but they won't say a thing to the blonde.

their relationship is bad enough, there's no need to let it be worse.

[screams]

there’s definitely plenty to be said about johnny’s insecurities impacting his relationships, often sabotaging them entirely, but in this situation perhaps it’s a mercy.

johnny loves kreese. admires him, idolises him, trusts him, loves him. he’ll do anything kreese tells him to, seeks his approval no matter what, and he takes emphatic pride in the fact that he’s his sensei’s best student. it’s his one big source of genuine self-worth, that he’s good at karate and that kreese takes pride in him, and anyone can see that. the other cobras see it better than anyone, and they’re johnny’s biggest fans. there’s no jealousy from any of them, nor any of the other students really, but maybe that’s partially due - in the case of the other students, at least - to what seems to be the price of being the best.

the way kreese looks at johnny.

anyone can see that, too. anyone but johnny. his self-worth is rooted entirely in his usefulness, in his skill, and he’s sure that kreese’s attention is centred much the same. if johnny broke a leg, kreese would move right on to bobby as his next best student, and johnny would be nothing.

bobby thinks - eyes stuck on the way kreese’s hands move over johnny’s body across the dojo, guiding him through a new move he insists nobody but johnny is skilled enough to pull off - that sensei would probably abandon them all to nurse johnny back to health.

the thought makes him grit his teeth, and his next hit on tommy lands hard enough to swipe him right off his feet.

all of the cobras are well aware of how kreese feels about johnny. they see it more than anyone in their proximity to johnny and to their sensei. when they’re looking at johnny, it’s easy for their gaze to slide past him to where kreese stands watching across the dojo, eyes sometimes dark and hungry and sometimes sickeningly soft, and it’s muscle memory for them to subsequently step closer as they pretend they hadn’t noticed. throw an arm around johnny’s shoulders or waist, make him laugh, pointedly ignore how kreese’s gaze turns heavy and cold.

they talk about it, hushed and worried, when johnny isn’t around. he’s frequently at his extra sessions with kreese - private lessons - and the entire concept of those makes the cobras especially anxious. they’re not allowed to hang out in the dojo while they’re happening, kreese had gotten angry with them the one time they’d tried to hang out outside the dojo under the guise of waiting for johnny, and though the boys are always sure to meet johnny afterwards when they can, the helplessness of him being alone with kreese makes them sick.

ultimately, they’re not sure what’s worse. the wandering hands and heavy gaze, the private smiles, the gentler tone; or the possessiveness, the danger in kreese’s voice when he thinks johnny has slighted him, the evidence of how brutally hard he pushes johnny in his bruised skin and aching limbs.

no, actually, they all agree. the worst part is how johnny looks back at kreese - like kreese is everything to him, like he loves kreese, like he’s grateful. like he has no idea.

the cobras, if they can’t stop it, will at least do everything they have to do to make sure johnny stays clueless. and that kreese never gets that opportunity to strike.

#the cobras know damn well nobody else is looking out for johnny so they’ll do it with everything they’re worth #kreerence #og cobras #elijah answers