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samdeancass · 2 years

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Sarcasm and Attitude

Requested by: @spaceygirly1

Prompt #12 from my Kink/Smut Prompt List: “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

Pairing: Tory Nichols x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Characters: Tory, Y/N

Description: Y/N is feisty and sarcastic and that’s what Tory loves about her but when she starts to have an attitude, Tory doesn’t stand for it.

Everyone knew that Tory was a feisty and sarcastic person. But when they met you, you took feisty and sarcastic to a whole other level.

You and Tory were perfect for each other. You both were strong, independent women who took no shit from no-one. Tory loved it when you took charge of a situation, it actually turned her on but when that attitude was aimed at her, she made sure to make you pay for it.

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You were training at the Cobra Kai dojo, focusing all of your anger and frustration on the dummy. You had had a really hard day at school and it took everything in your power not to punch your teachers in their faces. You were that focused that you didn’t hear the bell go off as someone walked in.

You swung your leg back ready to give a high kick when a pair of hands wound themselves around your ankle. “What the fuck! Get off me!” You turned around with an angry expression only to be met with a stern look from Tory.

“What did you just say to me?” Your anger and frustration soon melted away and a smug smirk replaced them. “You heard me, or have you turned deaf since the last time I saw you?” You should have known that being sarcastic was a bad idea but, as usual, your mouth moved before you had time to think.

Tory let go of your leg and as quick as a flash you came crashing down on the mat with Tory on top of you, her hand around your throat. She slowly leaned down and whispered in your ear. “I’ve had enough of your attitude and sarcasm. You deserve to be punished.” A dampness began pooling in your panties as Tory dragged you up from the mat and dragged you towards the changing rooms, locking the door.

She backed you up against the wall, her hand still on your throat. Her pupils had blown with lust as a devious smile grew on her face, laughing. “I’m going to fucking ruin you.” Before you had time to react your uniform and panties were ripped from your body, leaving you completely helpless and naked underneath her.

She stepped away and admired you, licking her lips. “My, my, my. Look at you.” She rushed over to you and pinned you against the wall, holding your hands firmly above your head, before whispering in your ear. “I’m going to show you who the real boss is around here.”

She harshly pressed her lips against yours, forcing yours open with her tongue whilst sliding one hand down your naked chest and twiddling your hardening nipple between her fingers. A breathy moan left you and Tory took this as an invitation to push her tongue in more.

You tried to wriggle free of her grasp, desperate to touch her, but Tory just pushed back further and shook her head, pulling away. “Bad girls don’t get what they want.” She began attacking the side of your throat as well as your sweet spot as her hand slid down your body and danced across your pussy, fingers ghosting over your clit.

She broke the kiss and gave a smug smirk before entering a finger inside you and fucking you with her finger. Immediately, your legs buckled with the unanticipated action, your fingernails leaving crescent shapes in your palms. Her thumb moved over to your clit and began rubbing slow, sensual circles, causing you to cross your legs.

The familiar stomach began building in your stomach as Tory entered a second finger and increased the speed, rubbing figure eights on your clit. “T-Tory, I-I’m gonna c-cum.” Her eyes widened and she immediately pulled away, much to your dismay.

“Naughty girls don’t get to cum. They have to wait until they have been good enough to deserve to cum.” And she walked away, leaving you shaking with arousal and frustration at the lack of release.

You knew that she was doing this to punish you but it was only turning you on more.

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s1ater · 2 years

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unprofessional help.

pairings. robby keene x fem!reader

about. you dislocated your shoulder, robby has to pop it back into place.

warnings. injury (dislocated shoulder), swearing

ricky rocks. wrote this A LONG TIME ago, but didn’t finish. it’s basically a crack-fic because there’s no purpose to the story.

“okay, just take a deep breath, alright?”

his words didn’t stop the whining coming all the way from the back of your throat, deep breathy whines that drawed out into groans of deep, deep pain.

“y/n, breathe,” he whsipered, now looking directly into your eyes, realizing you were holding your breath, trying to make yourself pass out, trying to make it all go away.

he slowly pushed you to the ground on your stomach, making you yell, both his hands on your dislocated shoulder pressing hard but carefully.

“robby—robby, i cant do this, i cant do this,” you stuttered out his name, breathy and all caught up in your throat as your chest rumbled up in down. your eyes were wide with terror as they connected with his, just as freaked out, screaming out, but he kept it calm as he pulled it slowly, like he was preparing himself to pop it back into place.

“y/n, you have to-“

“robby no!”

“your shoulder is dislocated. i need to pop it back into place,” the reality of the situation seem to hit you the moment he said those words, his eyes piercing yours with sympathy but harshness. you winced, resisting the urge to cry as the pain surged through your body in large waves. “it’s going to hurt, but i’m trying to help you. it’ll hurt a lot less.”

you bit the inside of your cheek, slowly pulling your eyes from his, settling onto the ground. you became very hyper aware of everything that you were feeling and any slight movement that would shift through your bones.

robby was straddling, pinning you tightly to the ground as he mentally prepared for this himself. he had never put a shoulder back in its place, but he had seen it done before.

“y/n, you’ll be fine. guys at the skatepark have this happen all the time to them. once they get popped into place, they’re good as new,” his version of reassurance made your stomach slightly settle; he could tell by the way your body became more relaxed. “you ready?”

you nodded your head.

“i need you to say it aloud, are you ready?”

“yes, yes, robby, just please make the pain stop,” you spoke frantically, slightly squirming beneath his light movement. “just do it!”

he pops it into place right as you yell out your sentence, but it finishes out in a strangle cry.

“good girl,” he breathes out, relieved, placing his hand against your head in a encouraging way, “good, y/n. now let’s get you some actual medical help.”

navigation.

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moonlit-knightz · 3 months

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what’s your favorite scary movie?

new chapter is up for my scream x ck fic (about fucking time)

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roadkill-writes · 4 months

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Party Animals II

Pairing: Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x reader | Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x Moon | Platonic!Demetri X platonic!Reader

Warning(s): Swearing, Use of harsh language, mentions of underage Drinking , Eli being a dick to reader (per usual), briefly proofread , my bad writing, Kreese being looked up to

Word count: 3.6k, 10.1 pages

I do not condone my work being rewritten or reposted on Tumblr or any other website!

Part 1

You ended up leaving the party after the altercation with Hawk, even though Demetri and Moon both tried to stop and talk to you but you just pushed past them and stomped out of the house in a blind drunken rage. Not stopping when you seen Tory seething in rage and not even caring that you car pooled here with some of the other Cobra's you tried to order an Uber but your phone was dead ‘of course’, so you continued to walk down the street long away from the house. Completely in aware what was going on within Moons house in your absence.

“Excuse me!” Demetri said into the microphone. Everyone in the crowd turned to look at him. “I’d like to make a toast.”

“To Eli Moskowitz.” Demetri raised his cup in the air as everyone looked around confused, muttering between themselves asking who that was, as Demetri scanned the room. “Oh. I’m sorry,” Demetri scoffed and threw his empty cup on the floor. ”Some of you might know him as Hawk. But underneath that crazy clown cosplay and whatever type of Manic Panic he dumps in his hair, he’s still good old Eli. My binary brother. Well he was my binary brother. You know what he is now? A real zero.”

“All right that’s enough Demetri.” Hawk called out. He looked around the room looking for (Y/n), she was nowhere to be found within the crowd of kids in the living room.

“Don’t let that angry red hairdo fool you. He’s a big softie. We watched every Harry Potter movie together, and he bawled like a baby when Dobby died.”

The others laughed as Demetri imitated a pathetic cry.

“Right if he doesn’t shut up, I’m gonna shut him up.” Hawk said to Mitch, getting angrier by the minute.

”Remember what Sensei said about showing mercy.” Hawk clenched his jaw and turned his head back to face Demetri.

“In the words of Eli’s hero, Steve Jobs, I’ve got one more thing. Have any of you heard of sleep enuresis?” Demetri asked the crowd.

“Don’t.” Hawk tried to beg. But Demetri just smiled and continued on with his speech.

“That is the medical term, of course. In the King’s English, it’s good old fashioned bed wetting. And Eli here is a pro.” Demetri pointed his finger guns at him and winked. “My Mom even had a special air mattress for sleepovers. And she called it; Eli’s waterbed.” The party goers just continued to laugh.

Hawks fists tightened and his eyebrows scrunched together. “Screw mercy. You’re a corpse!” He shouted as he advanced to Demetri. Some of Miyagi-Dos blocked him from stepping any closer and Cobra Kai closed in behind Hawk and Mitch.

Moon stepped between them. “Guys. Stop. We’re friends.”

”Oh, I smell a rumble!” Police sirens and lights lit up the room and everyone’s faces.

“Cops!’ The party goers scattered in every direction out of the house, some grabbing pizzas others grabbing drinks.

“Demetri! You got lucky!” Hawk shouted. “I’ll see you at school!” He shouted over some of Miyagi-Do’s shoulders as he pointed a finger at Demetri before he got shoved backwards and ran off.

You had been walking down the sidewalk well far way from Moon’s house trying not to trip on your heels as a bunch of cop cars sped past you in the direction you had come from, but not much worry crossed your drunken mind.

You were very much still angry, as you pushed through the doors of the Cobra Kai dojo. Kicking off your heeled boots and setting up to spar the dummy set up towards the center of the dark room. Throwing kicks, punches and jabs until tears threatened to spill down your cheeks. Who would have thought a few hours ago you’d be trying to down enough alcohol to put a grown man on his ass and now you’re here, in the dojo trying to fight the rage burning inside of you.

‘Gosh how could you be so stupid to even think Hawk would listen to you, to actually acknowledge the words you were screaming at him in that bathroom’

A scream ripped through your throat as you began punching the rubber dummy harder and harder until you fell to your knees in a sob. Tears spilling down your face in the dark.

“Crying solves nothing, even you should know that.”

You quickly wiped your tears away and looked up. Sensei Kreese stepped out of the shadows of the rooms. “Yes Sensei!” You rose to your feet haphazardly.

Kreese held his hand out for a moment. “No need for formality after hours (y/n). Call me John.” You nodded your head slowly.

“Now tell me, why on a Friday night are you alone in here and now out with your friends?” Your gaze rested down on your sock covered feet. “I was but..” Your words fell off as you began thinking about tonight.

“But what? Did something happen?” Your words were trying to climb out of your throat like knives. “I had a fight with a few friends, even told my best friend I’ve had a crush on him for forever and he just brushed it off like nothing happened.” Your gaze was still on your feet.

Kreese just nodded his head as you talked about your experience at the party, taking in the details of it all. “I see and how is that all making you feel now?” Your head shot up to look at Kreese. “I’m pissed off.”

Kreese shrugged his shoulders as he peered at you. “Good.”You stuttered in confusion, “W-What?” He gave you a smirk. “I said good, use that anger to make you a better fighter.” A blank stare crossed your face as you stared at him. “Let’s go now. Use that anger.” He walked off to grab the sparring pads to hold so he could feel the power behind the punches and kicks you were going to throw.

Your jean jacket was long forgotten on the floor as sweat covered your body. Sweating out the alcohol was the best thing you could have done after the night you had at the party. Training is the best way to get you to stop thinking about Hawk and your stupid crush. You and Kreese stayed there for hours as you trained before deciding it was late enough in the night and that you should probably go home.

Kreese locked up the door behind you as you stood out of the dojo under the shitty overhead lights shined down on you. “You did great work tonight. I see a lot of potential in you, as long as you continue to harness that power during your fights and in training and you could be an unstoppable fighter.”

A grin was plastered across your face as you thought about all the possibilities, hell maybe you’d even win the All Valley Tournament. “Yes Sensei!”

There was no need to sneak into your house you parents didn’t care much of what you were up to just as long as they thought you were safe. So coming into the house in the middle of the night was nothing new to the, hell coming home from Demetri or Eli’s house this late was none but normal, or at least it used to be. You missed having sleepovers and watching Harry Potter or Starwars, but of course that was all behind you all now, god did you miss it. Everything changed after joining karate.

You finally plugged your phone in after who no knows how long and went to jump in the shower. Washing the day of events off of your body and out of your hair and mind, relaxing in the hot water cascading down your body.

Drying off and making your way back into your room to get dressed you dug around in your closet for a shirt to put on, one of the empty hangers fell off the rack and as you leaned down to pick it up your eyes landed on a shirt you’d been missing for a while, or actually a certain someone was missing it for a while since you took it one night at a sleepover when you had forgotten one. It was Eli’s. It was his original 1977 StarWars episode four shirt he had bought at comic con when you guys were in middle school. This was his favorite shirt, you were just as astonished that night when he let you borrow it as you were this moment sitting on your bedroom floor almost tearing up again. But Sensei said crying doesn’t help anything and that’s something you’ll listen to. But wearing the shirt to bed wouldn’t hurt anything.

The buzzing of your phone finally coming back to life on your nightstand dragged you out of your thoughts just as fast as you put the shirt on. Deciding you probably should check your text messages and calls. You had gotten off the floor to sit on your bed.

Dem🧙‍♂️48 missed calls

Sunshine🌞 4 missed calls

Aisha🤓 5 missed call

Moony🌙 3 missed calls

Miguel🥋 6 missed calls

Hawk🐥 8 missed calls

Oh god Demetri was probably worried sick about you, you could only imagine how he was feeling but god did it annoy you that he thought just blurting your secret out to Hawk was okay. You sent him a simple text letting him know that you were home safe and okay and that you just needed some space for a little bit. Last thing you wanted was for Demetri to get the nervous twitches, he’s bad enough when he’s not nervous, let alone after letting his long term best friends secret out to the word he’s probably been shaking in his shoes all night thinking about it.

Opening your text messages with Tory.

Sunshine🌞: Yo where’d you go?

Sunshine🌞: We’ve got a big problem

Sunshine🌞: Call me when you read these

Your mind started to wonder, what was going on? Did these have to do with her being so angry last night? You sent her a text back:

Freak😈: Hey sorry my phones been dead all night is everything okay?

Sunshine🌞: Oh my god I thought you god kidnapped or something you idiot

Freak😈: Lmao! Missed you too loser. Seriously though you good?

Sunshine🌞: No absolutely not good. Caught that bitch kissing Miguel last night at the party

Freak😈: No fucking way! That’s why you were so pissed when I left

Sunshine🌞: Wait when’d you leave Hawk said he had seen you and then couldn’t find you and he was asking around

Freak😈: Ha yeah we had a pretty bad fight very surprised he bothered even asking where I went

Sunshine🌞: God he’s such an idiot are you okay?

Freak😈: Yeah just went to the dojo after the party to blow off some steam and all the alcohol 😂

Sunshine🌞: Haha there ya go girl! Well if we don’t hang out this weekend I’ll text you

Freak😈: Sounds good Sunshine I’ll talk to ya later

Tory was not one to mess with if you weren’t her friend let alone messing with her boyfriend, that was just plain and simple, that was a death wish and not a pretty one.

Your eyes glanced over the text messages from Hawk the most you could see was him texting you he’s sorry. You decided to open the message thread.

Hawk🐥: Princess where’d you go?

Hawk🐥: I’m serious princess you’re in no shape to be alone right now

Hawk🐥: Please I’m sorry for what I said can we just talk

The internal conflict between your heart and your brain was a bloodbath, one wanted you to just completely forgive him to just say it was the alcohol making him think the way he was and the other half wanted to just leave him on read and go to sleep. But you heart won that battle just not completely, you caved ever so slightly and sent him a message. He wasn’t normally a night owl like Tory was and you could only hope tonight wasn’t one of the nights that he chose to be.

Princess👑: Hey

Princess👑: I’m sorry my phone was dead but I’m home safe you don’t have to pretend to worry especially after the fight.

You pressed the power button to lock your phone before putting it down on the nightstand, it was late and you needed sleep. Not like you were tired even though you should have been exhausted after training and the party. Getting comfortable in bed before flipping the switch on your lamp to shut it off, turning onto your side and throwing your blanket over your shoulder to get comfortable.

Ding, Ding

A text message

Ding, Ding

Another

You tried to ignore it, keeping your eyes clenched shut as the light from your screen bounced across your features. Pretending the anticipation wasn’t eating at your skin. ‘Ignore it. It can wait.’

Who were you kidding you couldn’t wait, as some part of you kinda did hope Hawk chose to be an owl tonight. To forgive and forget the things he’s said. To come running at his beck and call. You threw the blanket off your body and sat up hastily reaching to grasp the phone within your hands. The screen lit up again in your hands.

A notification.

An instagram notification.

You flopped back onto your bed, head hitting the pillows you let out a large sigh. You felt absolutely flustered, eyes squeezed shut, arms thrown over your face in embarrassment. Until your phone dinged again. But this time you did hesitate to check it. But then it dinged once twice three more times to texts coming across.

You lifted your arm just enough to take a peak with one eye at your screen held up to your face. Hawk. Your heart fluttered with warmth, maybe being hopeful wasn’t such a bad thing.

Hawk🐥: Thank god you’re okay

Hawk🐥: I’m so sorry for what happened

Hawk🐥: Could we maybe meet up and talk?

Your thumbs hovered over your phone's keyboard so as to not seem so desperate. He made you wait this long so maybe you could make him wait a little while too.

Princess👑: Uhm yeah sure where would you wanna meet?

His reply was almost instantaneous, the thought of him sitting biting his nails waiting for your reply crossed your mind. Oh how you missed Eli’s old mannerisms and the tiny little things that made him who he is no was.

Hawk🐥: Our old hangout spot?

Your lips turned up into a smile, your old hangout spot. The one that hasn’t been touched since you guys were kids. You wondered if the roof was still even on the thing. The place where you'd all hang out in the heat of the summer, when you fell and had bloody knees, popsicles dripping down staining your favorite shirts.

Princess👑: Yeah I’ll be there

Hawk🐥: Sounds good I’ll see ya soon Princess

Your face burned as it flushed thinking about the place. The place where you and Eli had shared a first kiss unbeknownst to Demetri, back in the fifth grade right after your mom had called you to you from the house saying that it was time to take Eli home. He had leaned forward in a rush, quickly leaving a peck on your lips and running out and back towards your house while you just sat in shock. The place where toys and stolen kisses went to die but it was yours to always come home to.

The sun bleached and peeling paint was your safe place once before. The memories came flooding back the moment you stepped past the wooden door frame. The club house your dad built you just within the forest line, still close enough to the house where they could holler from the back deck and you’d come running like a dog to food. Yet somehow you felt so far away now, as your shoes scuffed across the wooden floor. Taking a seat in the beaten lawn chair you fiddled with your thumbs as you waited.

The slight breeze that blew through the open window ran a shiver over your body, the shirt and shorts pajama combo not doing much to keep you warm as you didn’t bother grabbing a jacket on the way out the door.

Eli knew the route to your house like the back of his hands, the years of making that trek whether on foot, on bike or by car, he could at this point probably do it blind folded. Of course as long as your neighbor didn’t have his lawn chairs out on the sidewalk like he sometimes did, he’d make it there in one piece.

So there he stood outside the side gate of your yard waiting to let himself in ready to hike through your yard like the years prior. To march straight into your secret cabin and take back everything he’s ever said, to fall to his knees and beg for you to forgive him.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, unlatched the lock and pushed forward. Wiping the sweaty hands onto his black track pants and stepping through the dewy grass to the secret oasis that he used to hold dear to his heart. Just like you.

At some point in your tireless waiting you contemplated just getting up and just going back into the house. Shutting all the lights off and just pretending like nothing ever happened. Like you haven’t answered his text at the speed of light. Like it wasn’t the one and only thing you were looking forward to. But you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. And so you sat there waiting and hoping that he’d show so you could just get this over with.

You felt fidgety as you sat staring down at your shoes, rubbing the rubber soles gently against the floor. A small knock against the wood drew you out of your thoughts, you sat up straight in the chair when he stepped through the door in all his glory. Having to duck down through the smaller door because of his mohawk, you almost chuckled at the sight. He took the seat across from you, his hands intertwined in his lap.

“Hey.” You spoke softly, uncertain of what was to come. He looked up to meet your eyes and a small smile graced his features. “Hey! I’ve been looking for that shirt forever!”

Your face lit up as you let out a laugh.” What? This old thing? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He sported a similar smile on his face as he looked at you.

“Yes, that old thing. But I don’t like nerd shit any more so keep it.” Your smile dropped when he said that. Nerd shit? He loved Starwars, he was nerd shit. “Oh come on Princess, don't lose your smile now.”

“But you used to love ‘nerd shit’ Eli.” Maybe this was a bad idea. “Yeah Princess keyword is used to. That’s not my life anymore. This is.” He motioned to himself.

“Also it’s Hawk now and you know that. But that’s not why I came here.”

“Then why did you come here?” You felt sick, like your stomach was crawling up your throat claws and all.

“I came to make sure you were okay, you were almost tripping over yourself leaving. But mostly because I came to say th-that I don’t think we can be friends anymore. Especially not after what you said about Moon. She’s the love of my life.” He was blunt, way too blunt for your liking. You scoffed at him, he came all this way here to say this?

“Listen babe I get it. Everyone wants a piece of hawk and normally there’s enough to go around but just not right now.” His cocky smirk did nothing but annoy you.

At this point you were just laughing at him, “You came all this way, had me get my hopes up because you decided I deserved to get told we shouldn’t be friends in person?” You stood up harshly, chair getting thrown back as you stood. “Get the fuck away from me please.”

“Babe listen!” He stood hands out as if trying to calm you down.

“Eli go the fuck away! I’m sick of the bullshit you continue to spew out of your mouth. All because you can’t actually comprehend what’s going on in your life. No go!” You pointed to the door as your chest rose and fell in anger.

Eli had seemed to get the message as he went to turn away to leave, but the look in your eyes was filled with hurt and anger as they began to well with tears. He stood in the doorway and looked like he almost wanted to say something else but chose against it, turning his back to you and left without a word.

The moment you thought he was far enough away you fell to your knees in a sob hands covering your face as you heaved to breathe. You couldn’t believe the blatant disregard for you or your feelings and the fact he had to come all the way over just to say those things. You fell asleep that night curled into a ball on your bed, eyes puffy and red, pillow and your cheeks stained with tears.

Eli on the other hand left your house phone in hand, texting Moon. But yet again getting left on read. She laid cuddling in bed with her girlfriend that night with pure bliss in her heart.

#roadkillwrites #fanfiction #cobra kai #cobra!reader #tory nichols #john kreese #eli moskowitz x y/n #eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz imagine #eli moskowitz #miguel cobra kai #miguel diaz #X reader #moon cobra kai #hawk moskowitz #Hawk x moon #party animals

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darleuxox · 2 years

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☆ samantha larusso x gender neutral reader dating headcanons

warnings: violence, angry sam

summary: n/a

author’s note: everytime sam larusso beats someone up on cobra kai i start twirling my hair and kicking my feet

♡ sam can be incredibly overprotective. especially when the tension between dojos gets really intense. she’ll always be holding your hand or have her arm wrapped around your waist so your both close. (for protection. of course. and cuddling)

♡ she is so caring and attentive. sam remembers all of your favorite things and gives incredibly sentimental presents. y’all probably have a couple of inside jokes that confuse the hell out of other people.

♡ are you into karate? on one hand, that’s good. when karate really takes over her life that doesn’t impede upon her time with you. you both likely train together (even if you’re not in the same dojo) and always cheer one another on. unless you’re in cobra kai. if you’re in cobra kai she’s fighting tooth and nail to get you out of there.

♡ if you’re not into karate you won’t train with her, but she loves to have you come by the dojo and watch. queue you swooning over sam kicking people's asses!!

♡ she tries to be humble but secretly she loves showing off to you

♡ during the whole karate war she hardens on the outside, and you’re one of the few people who gets to see her dorky side.

♡ sam is adorably grumpy at times. although she may need some space once she returns she angrily demands cuddles and head scratches. asap >:(

♡ she loves it when you run your hands through her hair (just not too rough so you don’t damage the curls)

♡ if we’re talking bi sam larusso i’d like to introduce you all to daniel larusso saying ‘lgbtq’ like he’s a new york city pizza delivery man

♡ girl gets jealous so easily, especially if you’re getting friendly with someone from an opposing dojo. if tory flirted with you though? the earth would shake with her rage. people will die (probably tory.)

♡ if an opposing dojo targets you the rest of miyagi-do will have to hold sam back from burning whoever it is to a crisp.

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robbyykeene · 2 years

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Is she. Is she about to beat Tory with a stick??

#what the fuck lol what is HAPPENING #cobra kai #s5 spoilers #tory nichols #the ck writers really be reading WAY too much fanfiction

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lupines-slash-recs · 7 months

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Rec: Eat You Whole by connorswhisk

Title: Eat You Whole Author: connorswhisk Canon: Cobra Kai Pairing: Samantha LaRusso/Tory Nichols Rating: Mature [R] Word Count: 1,287 Summary: A moment in the locker rooms after the All-Valley Tournament.

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magewritesstories · 1 year

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𝗖𝗢𝗕𝗥𝗔 𝗞𝗔𝗜 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

[ ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴅɪᴀᴢ ]

Post Break-Up Kisses

guns ‘n roses

[ ᴇʟɪ "ʜᴀᴡᴋ" ᴍᴏꜱᴋᴏᴡɪᴛᴢ ]

Unlikely Soulmates i

first date headcanons

[ ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴛʀɪ ᴀʟᴇxᴏᴘᴏʟᴏᴜꜱ ]

meeting the family blurb

[ ʀᴏʙʙʏ ᴋᴇᴇɴᴇ ]

meeting the family blurb

[ ᴛᴏʀʏ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟꜱ ]

none yet

[ ꜱᴀᴍᴀɴᴛʜᴀ ʟᴀʀᴜꜱꜱᴏ ]

meeting the family blurb

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aestheticsuwu · 2 years

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To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

Tory Nichols x Sam LaRusso

Based on the song strangers by Halsey

Boxing Au

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Sam LaRusso and Tory Nichols are well known in the boxing arenas . Both females share common things like their the love of being in the ring, crushing female expectations from society and their hate for each other. Their both rivals but it just so happens that their also each other one night stands.Tory might wants something more but Sam wants it to stay the same.

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“Go to hell .” Sam spat at the blonde .Her blue dewy eyes building up a storm.Hands curled up in a fist by her hips .

Another day , Yet it’s the same argument in place . It felt like a routine, a need to have an argument with the blonde. Sam would tell herself that she wasn’t looking for or starting a fight , But she always found herself in one with her.

Her team, At first were worried but now, they quite got bored of the daily spat. They just like it to keep the fuel of the fire for the fans to get hype up ,to get them wanting a match between Tory and Sam. It seemed ridiculous but America sure love a good rivalry , and well some men like to watch women pit against each other.

And right now both girls would gladly jump in the ring.She watches the blonde get closer, her expression darkens and something sick inside of her yearns for more. But her team has their eyes on her and knows the word would get back to her dad. Something she would like to avoid.

Sam had been making her dad worry more often than needed. Something that began ever since she met the smug blonde.

She lifts her head and stare directly into those cold eyes that she stared countless of times, Yet Sam likes to think it’s a first every time and not the first of every night , even if in reality not even she can swallow that lie .

“You sing a different tune at night ,Princess.” Tory chuckles , towering over the short brunette and glared down at her. It send a thrilling shiver down her spine as LaRusso flinch at her words. She loves it because she knew LaRusso wasn’t going to back down nor walk away.

As tedious the girl was, Tory always searched for her. She was to easy to get a rise of, and sometimes Tory needed release some anger out and she was the perfect fit, since she wouldn’t run out and cry. Or does she? Maybe she goes to bed and cries every night she goes back home. Will she cry after this argument? —Why does she care? She doesn’t ,so she continues glaring at LaRusso.

“Trust me that’s never happening again.”LaRusso snorts , her frown turns into a smirk .Like she had the upper hand in this fight . Tory’s own smirk starts to slip away and her eyes start flicker away , and for a second Sam thinks it’s over and tries to walk away but a hand clasp her wrist in a firm grasp.

“Let go of me.”

“Did they tell you yet? .”

“Tell me what?”Sam demands, blue eyes flickering back and forth trying to read her stormy blue eyes.

“Tell me what Tory?

“That the next time we see each other it won’t be at our dark secret spot but …”Tory signal with her head behind her, Sam turns around , her whole body stiffens . Tory fingers fidget to keep them from reaching out , to check on her. When LaRusso turns around to look at , her blue eyes are wide and her lips are parted that her top row teeth are visible.

“Sam !” One of her friends call Sam making her snap out of daze, she rolls her lips and furrows her brows . Sam composes her self like the news didn’t affect her.

“I did say, that would be the last time.” Sam monotone voice echos through Tory’s ears.

Tory hates how her stomach flips and her blood starts to boil at that. The brunette walks away and heads towards her team leaving her to stand there. She wondered briefly if she would see her tonight. That’s the last time. He has heard that line so many times , since the first night, yet Tory never once believed it.It made her feel a bit anxious .

Tory is in control. She didn’t care that she has to hurt her. Because she is going to win and no matter how many times she shared a bed with LaRusso , or how she practically know the girls body or how badly the urge of vomiting intensifies knowing she will have to hurt her.

She kicks that absurd feeling away and walks away with a huff.

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It’s loud. Even from the lockers she can hear the crowd screaming from the distance. Hawk mentioned the stage was packed and outsold every ticket. Instead feeling proud she felt her blood turn cold. Her team is giving her encouraging words and a terrible speech of motivation.

Can’t really blame Rickenberger , Coach Lawrence is the one to do so. But he didn’t want to take part of this fight. How could he? Her oponer was like a daughter to him ever since he feel in love. It made her a bit angry , not having his support but as long she has Robby’s and her team. Robby still didn’t like taking sides but stood firmly by her side.

Tory’s brain feels hazy. Like the world around her was moving but she felt frozen. She sees them wrapping her hands for her gloves. She hears them talking and explaining. Explaining what?Tory doesn’t quite know.

She’s busy trying to keep the bile threatening to escape.Nodding her head to whatever they asked.Their smiling at her response , so it’s fine.She wishes to see red. In the sense to be angry , to be able to not feel shaken to the core , to not feel her heart racing in fear but for thirst for blood of her opponent. I can’t do this. I can’t . I can’t .

“Let’s Go , Nichols.” —I Can.

They announce her name and the crowd chants of her name bring her out. Tory will just have to think of it as another fight . Not a fight that she has to hurt the person she has gotten to know and yearn for.

It feels ridiculous. Getting in the ring. And Tory sees her. She’s all in white. The signature look. Her hair is pulled into two braids and a frown on her lips. Even when LaRusso tried to look menacing , to Tory , in her eyes she looked like a grumpy kitten. A small unthreatening thing.

But she was wrong. Because Sam can look into her eyes while Tory avoids it now. Their color contrasting made her Tory think bitterly.Angel vs Demon .

“Are you listening?”

“Yes” No.

“Nichols , We need you to focus. This is the night.You got the world in your palms right now. You’ll keep it if you defeat her.”

Tory flinches.She feels like she can’t breathe. She looks for Robby who is a few feet away. Like he can sense her being in trouble, he turns. He gives her a look that she can only decipher as, Don’t do it.

She makes the mistake to look at Sam.

“The world in my hands?”She mutters under her breath,”Yesterday I did but not today” If she did, Sam wouldn’t be looking at her like that.

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demetriandelibinaryboyfriends · 1 year

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The Tory Prom Parable: A Fix-It Fic in Polls: Part 3

Part 1: link

Part 2: link

And the winner is:

You walk out of the prom dress rental depot wearing this bombshell. Complete with a big scandalous slit in the side, just because you can! You have never felt more absolutely kickass in your entire life, not even when you nearly stabbed Samantha LaRusso to death with a spike bracelet that one time. Or tried to beat the crap out of her with nunchucks. Those are hard to top, but...well, this is a different kind of kickass. You sort of want to murder someone with poison lipstick tonight. How do the femme fatales in movies do it?

Robby is waiting for you in Sensei Silver's nice-ass rental car. God, this man has resources. Whatever the hell he was up to after the war, he made bank. But hey--who are you to complain? It's nice to get a taste of the good life now and again, even if you'd rather not know where all that cold hard cash is coming from.

Sensei Silver wouldn't like. Blackmail you something to do with your mom's dialysis, right? No, of course not. Sensei Kreese is a good guy. Really got you out of a fix. Any friend of his is also a good guy deep down, right?

As you strut over, Robby wolf whistles at you. He's just messing around, but you decide to play along a bit. This whole night is about pretending to be a dumb bougie rich kid who actually cares about shit like prom, so you might as well commit to the bit.

You do a dramatic spin, and show off some different angles:

WORK IT GIRL

Robby jokingly says you're a knockout. You jokingly ask if he brought any condoms. He jokingly says he did. You jokingly wonder how much you're actually joking.

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Congrats--you have successfully made it to the prom! You park in an illegal spot because fuck the police. You link arms with Robby Keene and walk into the vapid, B.O.-scented high school dance in the power stance of the century. Maybe it's your egotism speaking, but you're pretty sure everyone turns to look at the both of you.

And there are fucking Miguel Diaz and Sam LaRusso, dancing all around the dance floor like they own the place. Having far too good a time. Fucken show offs. Ugh. Almost like they came here to participate in the popular teenage ritual of dressing up, drinking punch, and grooving to pop music! What losers.

But when you walk in and demand everyone else's attention...what choice do they have but to join in?

Oh nice!!! You already pissed them off!!! Well, that was easy. Should be all smooth sailing from here.

You decide to take a gander at the dance floor and get the lay of the land. Kyler, Piper, and some other Cobras came in a group. That's good--you can hit them up if Prince Traitor Boy and Princess LaRusso decide to start anything. Hawk is sulking in the corner with that lame-ass nerd kid he ditched y'all for. Hell yeah! He looks like he's already having a bad time, along with that Demetri loser. Karma for inconveniencing you, one of (if not the) most important people in the Valley. (Or at least you will be after you win the AVT.) Hawk's ex is also here, partying with a gaggle of girls. Good for her, honestly--she could do better than Hawk's backstabbing ass. Bitches with no dojo loyalty get no bitches.

Some generic Top 40s dance hit comes on. Robby offers you his hand, and you take the floor. Time to be the most obnoxious pair at the West Valley High Junior Prom!

And...damn. This kid can groove. He spins you like it's second nature. He waltzes to and fro with almost perfect rhythm. When you follow his lead, you manage to move in perfect sync, despite having practiced dancing maybe twice in your life and also wearing high heels longer than Hawk's d*ck.

You put your leg around him and yank him toward you, showing off your fine specimen of a leg to the dance floor. Damn right, everyone wishes they had legs like yours!

And--oh, shit! Now he's lifting you clean off the floor! This kid is stronger than he looks, damn. And now he's dipping you like he's been practicing dipping women every night for his entire life???

Okay, that was kinda hot.

No, no, bad Tory. This is a fake date meant to prove a point and aggravate Sam LaRusso and Miguel Diaz. You're doing evil petty revenge--the last thing you need to do is catch feelings for your partner in crime.

Remember what happened last time you caught feelings for a boy??? That's right--he got kicked off a balcony!

By...the same dude who is now your prom date, actually.

Huh. Now that is the height of irony.

Speaking of Miguel, though! It's around this time you decide to check up on what him and his snooty girlfriend are doing. Surely still watching your dance routine in aghast horror, disgusted but unable to look away, right?

Wait, where'd they go?

You notice Robby also scanning the room with a furrowed brow, apparently experiencing the same confusion. He looks at you for answers, but all you can do is give him an agitated shrug.

"Let's check the punch table," he says. Right, yeah. They're probably stuffing their faces with free snacks. How lame. People as rich as Moneybags LaRusso should never be allowed free snacks!

Off to the punch table you go! But alas, no sign of your least favorite couple of all time. You and Robby begin a thorough search and inspection of the prom venue, leaving no hallway unchecked, no storage closet unopened, and no tablecloth unlifted.

People really gotta learn it's useless to hide from you. LaRusso sure tried at the arcade, and how did that turn out for her?

Maybe if you can get that Demetri kid alone, you could totally team up with Robby and break his arm again. He'd just be the Broken Arm Kid forever and no one would ever hire him! Bonus points if you do it in front of Hawk like "hey, remember when you did this that one time? Good times, right?"

How those two boys swept all that shit under the rug is beyond you. If someone broke your arm, you'd probably just kill them as soon as you got better. Eh, you avoided juvie once--you can do it again.

"What are you smiling about?" Robby asks. A little teasing, but genuinely curious.

It suddenly occurs to you that fantasizing about re-breaking a kid's arm is probably...not a great look. Whoops.

Like Robby is down for evil prom revenge and all, but he might draw the line somewhere. Who knows.

"Oh, I'm just reveling in the fact we scared them into a corner somewhere," you tell Robby.

But you double-check and triple-check and quadruple-check every last corner, and...no sign of Cheater Diaz and Princess LaRusso.

It appears they bounced!!! Unfortunately, since this is a fix-it fic, other characters besides you will also be acting in-character and not like they were replaced by cheap imitation doppelgangers who behave completely fucking differently. Which means, of course, that when Sam and Miguel see the people who attempted murder on them twice and paralyzed and nearly killed them, respectively, they're going to want to haul ass out of there as quickly as possible. Since, you know, a panic response would realistically take over and overpower any desire Sam and Miguel have to "show you up."

Uh oh. You definitely forgot to account for the fact that your targets could just fucking leave. And now you're at a dumb high school dance with no one to harass. This is awkward.

But what can I say? Did you really think they were going to just stand around and glare at you all night, without even moving to the other side of the dance floor to try and avoid you? That wouldn't make any sense.

Well...if you want to know where they went, exactly, Hawk and Demetri might know. Except the one problem with asking them is that they both fucking hate you. And Robby. So that's not going to work.

You could try asking Hawk's ex, it's just be uh. Really fucking awkward, because Moon is friends with Sam and probably remembers the whole spike-bracelet-and-nunchucks ordeal. So it's doubtful she'll want to help you out either. But you've got a better chance with her than with Hawk and Demetri, that's for sure.

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phantomstatistician · 2 years

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#daniel larusso #johnny lawrence #demetri alexopoulos #hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz #miguel diaz #samantha larusso #robby keene #amanda larusso #terry silver #john kreese #tory nichols #cobra kai #fanfiction #ao3 #statistics #phantom statistician #lawrusso

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the-kapok-kid · 1 year

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For @allvalley100 . Prompt: First And Last.

Rating: T. F/F.

Pairing: Tory Nichols/Sam LaRusso.

Warning: Mention of character deaths. But happy ending.

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They live a thousand lifetimes, and in every one, Tory loves Sam.

In some lives they get together. In others, they don’t.

In the first lifetime, they meet in parting. Tory dies as Sam approaches, staring into burning eyes as she bleeds out in an alleyway.

Some lives are dark and tumultuous, others long and lingering.

In the best one, they have decades together. Hours merge into months into years; rosy cheeks turning wrinkly, shimmering grey threading blond and brown hair.

And this time, as Tory closes Sam’s eyes, those burning blues stilled forever, she knows it is their last.

#allvalley100 #cobra kai #cobra kai fanfiction #tv series #tv fanfiction #tory nichols #sam larusso #drabble #mywriting #mine

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csyl30 · 11 months

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hey everyone! I just started my first ever book on Wattpad! heres the link to the book if any of you would like to read and help me out: https://www.wattpad.com/story/344506764?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=idontevenknowbros&wp_originator=RnBZBvxEeWx4V7mz6DHBlMjyQe0gATTpb9uZvfCuVFoe4cWWIf3cc9B3sLPtIw7%2B6kzSM4zVNqXKfNgvBdtr3mMwWbOrkF%2B6eQeRAYfTRMEtzMOfubBjkhi9RHy%2FVjLp

Thanks and enjoy the story :)

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#cobra kai #the karate kid #karate kid #daniel larusso #robby keene #fanfic #fanfiction #books #tory nichols #miguel diaz #johnny lawrence #anthony larusso #samantha larusso #sam larusso #hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz #demetri alexopoulos

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roadkill-writes · 2 years

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Party animals

Pairing: Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x female!reader

Prompt: "I’m not gonna be here when she breaks your heart" And “Are you going to tell him?”

Word count: 6.1 pages · 2,208 words

Warning(s): Swearing, underage drinking, name calling, Hawk being stupid

Part 2

You told Demetri there was no way you were going to the party at Moon's house and some how here you were, getting dragged through the front door of her house by none other than your dojo member Miguel. Somehow within the first few minutes of being in the house Miguel patted you on the back and disappeared into the crowed of school mates and people you've never met before. You slowly made your way through the house, having to push a few teens out of the way while doing so, running into Moon finally.

"Oh my god, (Y/n)! Demetri said you weren't coming I didn't expect you to be here. Drinks are in the kitchen and kegs in the backyard." She had a wide smile on her face, red solo cup in hand the only indicator is was a real high school party and not the kind you, Eli and Demetri used to have. You gave her a smile back not wanting to seem rude with her knowing you didn't want to be here. "Yeah, ended up having a change of plans and thought why not come over for the fun." You knew that was a lie but couldn't muster up the guts to tell her the real reason why you didn't want to show. Scanning the crowd you seen the one person you did want to avoid here, that person being Demetri in question. "Well I'm so glad you could make it (Y/n). I'm gonna get back in there go have fun." She gestured over her shoulder back towards the living room where Demetri was. Once she turned around to leave you spun around to part ways but ended up running face first into someone's chest. You stumbled back a few steps taking a look to see who it was.

"What were you two talking about?" You had a confused look on your face. "Hawk?" He gave you a stupid flirty smile like he normally does, handing you a red cup full of who knows what. "Here princess, drink up." Taking the cup from his hand and taking a sip, that damned nickname he decided to call you since he turned into “Hawk” and god did it ruffle your feathers. It was liquor mixed with little to no coke, this wasn’t your first rodeo but god was liquor not your go to drink, especially with little to no mixer in it as well. “Jeez I know you’re a badass now but no mixer? What’s wrong with you?” You choked out a small laugh, looking around at everyone.

Hawk gave you a friendly chuckle with a smile and took a sip of his own drink. “It’s honestly something you just get used to. But what were you two ladies talking about?”

You threw a playful smile on your face you knew about Hawk and Moon’s old relationship and you knew how hung up on her he was. “Oh, you know just the usual; nails, hair and how I’m gonna beat your ass if you don’t stay out of my business.” Punching hawk in the shoulder, but immediately turning your attention to the the cheering going on out back.

Making your way out of the sliding glass doors onto the back porch to be met with the crown of people standing around Tory and some random guy standing on bar stools on one foot chugging out of red solo cups as the crowd cheered ‘chug! chug! chug!’ Watching as Tory gulped down her cup swiftly. You clapped and cheered her along as the guy fell down off of his stool while Tory held her cup to rejoice in her winnings throwing the cup down to the ground and yelling into the crowd who wanted to challenge her next and both you and Tory loved challenging each other at the dojo sho what could be the damage in taking up her offer.

“Who wants to go next!”

“Hey, miss sunshine! I’ll take ya up on your offer!” You held on to some poor guys shoulder as you climbed atop of the wooden bar stool your chunky heel of your ankle boots making a clonking noise at it made contact, being handed a red solo cup. You and Tory both stared at each other with a gleam in your eyes a challenge in which who could hold their alcohol and themselves up better on one foot. Tory definitely knew how to hand her alcohol but you’ve seen her sparring at the dojo you’ve out balanced her plenty of times to know you could win this you just had to hold on longer than she could, obviously.

”New game!” Both you and Tory raised your cups in a cheering motion inches away from clinking the plastic cups together, raising one leg up just like a flamingos and all at once the crowd started just as they had been earlier when you walked out shouting, Chug! Chug! Chug!. Tory gulped down her drink in fast succession as you slowly started to down yours, this wasn’t a race of who could drink the fastest just of who could stand on one leg drunken longer. Tory had been at this game long before you had stepped outside so she couldn’t last much longer could she?

Finishing your drink here some people on the crowd cheering for you long with stingray and some girl he brought along. Getting handed another cup, downing that one a bit quicker this time you began to sway a bit as the wind pushed through, Tory couldn’t help but smirk as you tried to ground yourself to stop the swaying.

”Is it getting too much for you, freak?”

You crumbled the empty cup in your hand before throwing in to the ground not caring who it hit on the way down. “Not yet, but you couldn’t possibly last much longer sunshine!”

Yes to everyone else it might seem as if you and Tory actually hated each other but in all honesty that’s just how you’ve acting towards each other since you’ve became friends, saying rude things to each other in challenges to push each other to do better. You called her sunshine because of the very clear difference of her attitude to the seemingly nice name, everyone could tell Tory’s attitude was anything but Mrs.sunshine. And she called you what’re the hell she felt like would fit in the moment but sometimes you still felt as if there was some truth behind her words as you were in fact a freak. Hung out with people of a much lower popularity class as everyone else at least that’s how most people see it.

Taking another cup from a hand in the crowd, Tory doing the same the crowd began again yelling Chug! Over and over again. Both of you about six maybe seven cups in and now moving onto shot of vodka holding the shot glass in your hand you began to sway you noticed that you had almost put your foot down but focused and steadied yourself.

“How ya doing over there, (y/l)?” Tory gave you a smirk.

”Oh I could do this all night.” You threw back your shot and threw it to the ground. And just like that Toriywas laying on her back, the stool had kicked out from beneath her.

“Guess someone couldn’t hold their liquor, huh?” You looked down on Tory from atop of your stool. Tory gave you a disgusted look as you stepped down off of the stool, throwing out your hand you helped pick Tory up from the ground.

”Good game there sunshine.” You smiled and jokingly judged she arm with your elbow.

“Didn’t think you’d be able to hold your liquor sweetheart. But Monday in the dojo a new challenge.”

”Oh you’re so on Tory!” You patted her on the back accepting the challenge turning to walk back inside to the kitchen. At this point the world was spinning a bit but eh you would manage, mixing up another drink of vodka and whatever mixer was laying around on the counter.

“(Y/n)? I thought you said you were coming.” Whipping your head around to me met with Demetri with a confused but saddened looking face. you knew it was inevitable that you weren’t going to avoid on of your friends for long but god why did it have to be while you were drunk.

“Demetri, hey!” You couldn’t notice the slight slurring in your words but he definitely could. “Here take a sip you look a lot more sober than I am now.” Pushing your drink towards his face.

Demetri pushed the cup out of his face, ”You know drinking isn’t going to make you forget about him you know.”

Chugging down your cup and angrily placing it back on the counter before trying to start making another one. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Demetri. I’m having fun, letting loose ya know. Now drop it.”

He shook his head in frustration and pursed his lips together before stating, “Are you going to tell him? Or am I going to have to? This is the longest running running secret I’ve kept and believe it or not it’s eating at me.”

”Gonna tell who what?” Hawk stood across the kitchen island from you both. You swore your heart stopped beating in that moment in time as your eyes connected.

“Hawk… it’s nothing drop it.” You grabbed your mixed drink and went to step away.

”She’s been in love with you for years and you’re to blindly in love with Moon to see it!”

You felt your cup slipping out of your hand as Demetri blurted out your entire life secret the one that’s been eating away at you for years, the one you stayed up at night thinking about constantly, the one that made you avoid playing truth in truth or dare. The one that made you join karate in hopes that maybe then he’d see.

You didn’t stick around to see what you come out of either of their mouths, making a b-line out of the kitchen pushing and shoving people out of your way to the nearest set of stairs to get way from everything and then everyone. Shutting yourself away into a bathroom with your back up against a way in hopes no one would be bothered to come looking for you. The sound of knocking pushed you out of your trance of running through your own head.

“It’s occupied!”

Another laps of knocking came from the other side.

”For fucks sake I said it was occupied!”

Again more knocking and at this point you were drunk and beginning to get more angry than you already were quickly unlocking the door and swinging it open, “Can’t you fucking lis-“

You hastily tried to shut the door again as a foot got stuck in the door, “Hawk go away.” You felt defeated, absolutely drug through the mud.

”(Y/n), you’re drunk and I don’t think you should be alone right now.” He started to push the door open some more, you just stepped back believing you’d be strong enough in your drunken state to push against the door to keep him out.

Closing the door behind him and leaning up against the sink while you stood across from him in your original position against the wall. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“And what exactly was I supposed to say to you? Oh hey Eli I’ve been I love with you since middle school please date me!” You flapped your arms around as you spoke.

Hawks breathe hitched when you heard you call him Eli for the first time in a while. “I’ve liked you too for a while but I’m sorta with Moon and you know that.” Hawk across his arms over his chest.

That made your blood boil that he’s still pining after a girl who’s clearly not interested in him anymore at this point you were in fact shouting in anger, “Oh please Eli, she doesn’t like you anymore! Why don’t you see that?”

Hawk dropped his arms down to his sides in disbelief of your words, “We’re on a break dude and I’m trying to win her back over!”

It was now a screaming match between the two of you and your didn’t care who heard you at this point. “I’ve been your friend for a while now Eli and I’m definitely not afraid to tell you that you’re a fucking idiot she’s clearly moved on did you not see her in the living room arm wrapped around that other girl!”

”Maybe we shouldn’t be friends then anymore if you’re going to try make me feel stupid about my decisions!”

”Fine then Eli I’m not gonna be here when she breaks your heart!” You swung the bathroom door open and pushed past Eli to get out of the door making sure you push your shoulder into his as you went past. Can’t believe Demetri and how stupid Eli is being

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