Eli Moskowitz/ Hawk X Dancer Reader Or Maybe Just All Of The Boys? Theyre All So Hot ( Love Your Writings

Eli Moskowitz/ Hawk x dancer reader or maybe just all of the boys? They’re all so hot 🥵 ( love your writings btw 💕)

cobra kai boys with a dancer girlfriend

summary 📣: cobra kai boys dating a dancer includes...

warning/s 🚫: none

slater’s note 🗯: if you want me to do something different for this prompt lmk ( i also kinda didn’t know what to do for this one.. but i liked it) 

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robby keene:

➪ this man absolutely loves it

➪ he’s an absolute softie for you and loves going to all your recitals

➪ he’ll buy you flowers but then he’ll get bored like ten minutes into the recital and like pull out a bunch a candy he had bought for you after but he just ends up eating it

➪ he’s shushed multiple times

➪ he’ll post you up on his instagram/snapchat story captioning it “my baby’s so good”

➪ he’ll high five you after a performance (idk why i just feel like he would)

➪ also low key acts like a mom

➪ will drop you off at practice with a water and then ask if you want snacks?? or like literally anything??

➪ and you’re just like “no i’m good bae...”

➪ he’ll be recording because he’s just like that

➪ just generally loves being involved 

➪ he makes you teach him how to salsa and he’s actually good at it 

➪ like it just *shocks* you 

miguel diaz:

➪ like miguel he is so supportive

➪ he’ll tell all his friends to come down and support you as well and they’ll actually do it because everyone loves you and miguel

➪ this man will literally be standing in the crowd at the end of the show clapping and cheering so loud to the paint you can hear him

➪ he’s also the type to be throwing roses at the stage like in the movies but then gets kicked out because it’s literally only in the movies (unless this actually happens idk)

➪ he’ll be waiting outside holding a large bouquet of flowers ready to hug you tightly 

➪ he’ll drive you to your practices and pick you up afterwords and then maybe take you out to get something to eat

➪ he’ll make a personalized bumper sticker as a joke that says “my girlfriends a hot dancer” but then actually put it on his car and like loves it

➪ you teach try to teach him salsa dancing but he ends up tripping over your feet/his own feet

➪ you lead the whole time but he still gets lost with it

➪ you guys just stick with the mockerana 

eli moskowitz:

➪ eli also seems to be the type to get shushed in a crowd while watching a recital and maybe because of eating but also because he’ll literally be cheering for you and anything but quiet

➪ stuff like “that’s my girl” and “yeah get it” and shit like that

➪ but i also feel like he could be quiet simply because he’s on his phone, bored or also because he’s just entertained by your pretty movement lol

➪ will also drive you to practice but smack your ass when you get out of the car

➪ “go get ‘em tiger” lmfao

➪ won’t make all of his friends go to your recital but ask miguel to come because he doesn’t want to embarrass himself in front of his dojo “friends” 

➪ they will wear matching tee-shirts that says your name or something just to embarrass you 

➪ then after the performance you guys will go out to eat and he’ll compliment you the whole time saying how good you did and how he watched the whole time even though he probably didn’t 

➪ on downtime you’ll try to teach him moves but he’s just so awkward and doesn't know how to move his body like that even though you would expect he would since he literally does karate 

➪ he ends up like falling and taking you down with him 

➪ it’s just a whole mess

hiii i saw that you write cobra kai imagines and i was wondering if you could do a miguel imagine in which the reader is best friends with robby and has developed feelings for him while miguel still likes sam, so the reader and miguel start fake dating and emd up catching feelings for eachother?🥺💞

failure to plan, part one. miguel diaz x reader

summary 📣: above :)

warnings 🚫: gif not mine, swearing

slater’s note 🗯: also there will be A PART TWO I PROMISE

“i have a plan.”

you looked up from your textbooks, seeing a very hyper miguel, his hands pressed down onto the table, inches across from you. 

you press your lips into a thin line, narrowing your brows up to the boy, your head slightly quirked to the side, “what’s your plan?”

miguel pulled out the seat in front of you, causing you to begin to close your books and set them to the side, giving him your divided attention. 

“i need to be with same,” he said straight forward, folding his arms against the cold, blue plastic table, “i’m done constantly chasing after her.. wondering whether or not she likes me the way i like her still.” 

he paused giving you time to process his words as he tried to think of what to say next, how to form his words while your lips pressed back into a line. 

you didn’t know miguel that well... well you did but he was more or so an acquaintance than anything else. you had found yourself noticing him a lot more the moment him and robby had began to get along, causing your whole friend group to pull closer together, that being, sam, you, tory, robby, demetri, eli, and miguel. 

he was a funny kid, one you could put a lot of trust into if you needed to. 

“i know you like robby,” he paused, looking down at the table as if he was slightly ashamed for knowing this information, and you yourself were slightly shocked, but you stayed silent, resisting the urge to open your mouth. “i see the way you look at him, i know you like that kid just as much as i like sam.”

robby. that “kid” was your best friend and you had very valid reasons as to why you liked him, one being as to he was there for you since day one. robby didn’t have a lot of trust in people, nor did anyone seem to trust him... but you. 

you had met him at a skating rink where you had just about fallen on your ass if he hadn't swooped in and caught you by the arm, keeping you on your feet and away from falling into a deep pit of hurt and scratches. 

he taught you things, you kept him out of trouble, you kept each other alive and in your well beings. you couldn't have asked for a better friend nor would you ever think about replacing him. 

that’s why it was hard for you to realize that you thought of him more than just a friend. the thought of ruining what you had with for something that might not even be a possibility, that being; him liking you. 

“yeah, okay, so you know that, what about it?” 

“i have a proposition.”

“get to the point.”

you didn’t intend for anything that came out of your mouth to be rude, but the fact that he knew something so personal, something that you wouldn't even tell your mom or girl best friend about made you uncomfortable, on edge. what else did he know? 

it was ridiculous to feel so attacked by miguel diaz because really, the kid was sweet, he had no attentions in being harmful, but you just couldn't stop your mind from caving in on itself. 

“fake date,” he said it straight forward making you curve your head a bit in confusion and in thought, wondering whether or not your heard him right or if you were really going crazy faster than you thought. 

“huh?” “fake dating,” he repeated, “it’s the only way to tell whether or not if i’m wasting my time, but i don’t think i am, i just know she likes me back but i need to push her a bit.” “so you want to make her jealous?” he nodded his head, waiting for you to say something, waiting for you to say ‘yes’. 

“what’s in it for me?” “works both ways.” “yes, but i don’t think robby likes me like that, that’s why i haven’t said anything to him about it-”

“y/n,” he cuts you off, wanting to slow down the oncoming rambling that was about to spill out of your mouth in one big mess, “guy best friends usually like their girl best friends. robby just needs a push as well.” 

it made you bit your lip in thought, eyes racing back on the table top before you. the idea he presented before you was either a really good one... or a really, really bad one. 

“i’ll think about it,” you got up quickly, grabbing all your books before rushing out of the library. 

°•

monday came rather fast, making you think you didn’t have nearly enough time to think about miguel’s proposition. you knew he would probably would want an answer, especially due to the fact that you had ignored all his phone calls and texts. 

hanging out with robby all weekend hadn’t necessarily gave you any clarity either. it was the only thing on your mind as you the two of you went to the skate park and his dad's apartment, and mr. larusso’s home, and the food court, and anywhere and everywhere. the only thing. 

you begun to feel bad because twenty minutes into hanging out he had noticed, giving you hard time about it as time continued on it seemed to have been a repetitive thing. 

“what’s on your mind, kid?” “uh, nothing.”

all you could say was you felt bad. 

you hustled down the hallway, trying your best to maneuver yourself around the teen bodies that filled the hallway like a small box. it was hot and stuffy and you felt your heart all high in your chest as you tried to spot for something familiar, spot robby. 

you continued down the hallway before hitting a clearing a relief hitting you and lightening up on your chest, analyzing your environment before planning out how you’d get to your next class. 

you rounded a corner, five feet away from your physics class before you felt the weight of your body being pulled back in your past tracks. 

and you almost smacked whoever did so before realizing it was miguel, a relief coming over you as you sighed, sinking your shoulders back into a more relaxed position. 

he slightly laughed, letting go of your arm, “relax, it’s just me.”

you rolled your eyes, nodding him off, “what do you want?”

“i want an answer.”

“what?” you almost resisted the urge to play dumb but the words just fell out of your mouth, think it would give you more time to make up your mind. 

“you know what.”

“yeah, i don't know,” you turned around but he grabbed onto your shoulder quickly before flipping you back around. 

“y/n,” he gave you a pointed look that made you even more anxious than you already were.

you bit the inside of your cheek, hoping the answer would just come to you right in that moment, but it didn't. there was just some part of you that just didn't understand, maybe that was what was holding you back due to the lack of clarity on the situation. what did “fake dating” even entail? what would you have to do? and why you? what was so special about you other then the fact that you were just as helpless as he was to getting the person he liked to like him back. 

but so what? there were hundreds of girls like that at your school. 

you exhaled, almost rolling your head down in shame, “you know what, fine, i’ll ‘fake date’ you... but you have to tell me why.”

“what do you mean, why?”

“why me, miguel?” 

he rolled his eyes as if it should have been the most obvious thing in the world, “i already told you, we both have people we like-”

“yeah but there’s other people in this school in that exact situation,” you extended out your arm, getting worked up for basically nothing. 

miguel rolled his eyes again before taking a step forward, “we can talk about this later, meet me in the library later.”

and he walked off. 

°•

“hey, can i give you a ride?” 

three o’clock arrived like clock work and after seven classes of hell you walked out of your last one, completely exhausted and ready to go home, but remembered you still had to meet miguel in the library. 

it had been bearing on your mind all day, that you just wished you could forget about it and go home with robby like he offered. 

“no, i can’t,” you mumbled, diverting your body to face robby as the two of you neared the exit of the school.

“why not? got a hot date or something?”

“something like that,” you smiled just as he did. 

“alright, i’ll see you later,” he gave your arm a tight squeeze before walking out the doors, waving as he continued out onto the parking lot. 

“lord, help me.”

°•

“no strings attached, you don’t have to call me at twelve in the morning when your crying nor do i have to call you when i get hurt or some shit,” miguel was straightforward, he pulled out his phone and began reading from a list off of it, like he had had this planned way before even deciding to talk to you about it. “we’re here to make people jealous, not get attached.”

you nodded, trying to process all the things he had said in the past ten minutes about what was to go down with the two of for however how long it would take before either sam or robby broke from underneath the pressure of you two “dating”. 

miguel already had the week planned and you were slightly grateful that he knew what he was doing because you sure as hell didn't. 

“i’ll take you out to the mini golf place so then it’s public, you know? it’ll seem more official and that way people will see us together...” he continued on by saying, “we hold hands, kiss in the hall, and do all the cheesy couple shit.” “thought you were a sucker for that stuff,” you hummed, raising your eyebrows, slightly shocked by him bad mouthing all the “cheesy shit” that couples do, the type of shit you would see him doing in the halls with sam when they were still a thing. 

he rolled his eyes, “whatever, we got a deal?” 

you watched him raise his hand, reaching across the table for your own... and you took it, nodding your head still lost, but content now. 

“we have a deal.”

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death era, part one. bellamy blake x fem!oc

summary 📣: with a cross over of the 100 x the walking dead, a group of young adults find themselves amongst a zombie apocalypse

warnings 🚫: violence, swearing, and...

slater’s note 🗯: i just decided to pull the trigger and post this because i’ve been wanting to for awhile (and for my followers/cobra kai fans, i’ll be posting requests soon)

nights like these made athena glad she’s alive. those nights are rare, but they were real and they happened, but only for a little while. 

the wind rustles through her hair while the pitch dark night sky had a tint of navy blue in it. the stars were bright and she just let it all seep into her skin. eyes closed, head tilted back, while her lips were pressed in a relaxed line, breathing in and out with relief.

the fire makes sounds like small twigs breaking beneath the pressure of ones foot, it’s almost too loud, too bright, but it created heat and athena needed heat if she was going to get through the night, at least while she was conscious.

athena exhales, lowering her eyes back to the small fire inked out in orange and yellow, so pretty but so dangerous. it could take out the whole forest if it wasn’t tamed. 

everything was so pretty and peaceful in that moment, but like she knew, those moments were rare and barely happened, so when she heard the real break of a branch, not the fire, she was ready and not surprised that the peaceful moment came down shattering, like broken glass.

she had the gun pointed at a man who was quick to throw up his hands in surrender, but his legs continued to move, slowly, and steadily. 

“stop moving.”

“calm down, little girl, i’m just here for the heat.”

“the heat isn’t to share so stop fucking moving,” she wasn’t scared, people like him didn't scare her. the kind of people who traveled alone and put up the defense that they weren’t scared when deep down they were just cowards who stole things that weren’t theirs. 

she cocked her gun, following him as he made the movements to begin to circle her. she knew that trick, it was one made to intimidate people, to catch people a little off their guard. when would they strike? what would they do? how would they do it? 

his hands were still up, that meant he was stalling and he was thinking of a plan. she had her gun still raised, athena wasn’t concerned, he could come charging at her and he’d be another life added to her list, “you come any closer now i’ll shoot you.”

“i don’t believe you, little girl,” he stopped right across from her, the fire flaming up his body from the angle he was at. his hands lowered slowly but he still kept his shoulders up in hesitation, like he was trying to figure her out. 

the nickname angered her, it made her think he must have done it on purpose to defy her, to anger her from her calm exterior, but from the position he was in made her think otherwise, he didn’t seem that smart.

“you don't have to believe me, it’s just what’s gonna happen.”

he breathed out, “i just want to share the fire.”

everyone wanted fire but not everyone was willing to share it. there was always that hesitation in the back of everyone’s brain the gnawed away, wondering whether or not if in the moment you were going to die, that that person, that stranger sitting across from you, were they going to kill you?

athena, she wasn’t afraid to die, it was like her whole life she had been preparing to do so. everyone died, it was the outcome of everything and you couldn't prevent it. 

no one should be afraid to die.

she pulled the trigger, air exhaling out from her nostrils in some sort of relief of pressure, “it’s not yours to share.”

she watches his body sink to the ground, folding to his knees before falling over on his side. no one should be afraid. 

not even the cowards.

“you shot him.”

athena froze, she could feel her heart in her throat.

so he wasn't alone...

she flipped around just like before with her gun raised just as high, pointing at the more built man who looked quite opposite to the man she had just shot. this man was younger, and yet more built. he had muscle and meat on him while the other one looked to be only skin and bones. 

“he wouldn't leave.”

“you didn't ask him to.”

“i asked him to stop moving.”

“he did.”

“he would have killed me.”

“now how do you know that?”

she pursed her lips, the feeling of air almost felt entirely pushed out of her throat like she was suffocating. this man for some reason made her feel a lot more nervous than she usually was with other people. 

it was because he didn't seem scared, he seemed comfortable, like talking to her was a normal thing and they were only old friends who just came across eachother. and those were the type of people that worried her. 

“i just wanted him to ask you some questions,” he finally said, his arms lightly raising as if to caution her more than himself, “just some questions, nothing dangerous.”

“questions can be dangerous,” she mumbled quickly, her arms beginning to hurt from the position she had been holding for so long and uncomfortably. 

“not the ones he was asking.”

“then why didn't you ask them yourself?” she quirked a brow, “you seem to know you were going to get your friend killed but if you knew your questions weren't dangerous how come you didn't ask them yourself?”

she stumped him, he pursed his lips while exhaling audibly through his nose, “i’ve been watching you, i knew you would've shot before he had sat down, and look at that, i was right.”

she was caught off guard, her posture and hold on the gun slightly weakening as she narrowed her brows at him, her jaw clenching. that was her worst nightmare, being watched, but it had never actually happened before because she was good at what she did, she was silent and could sense things very easily. apparently not as well as she thought. 

“I've been watching you,” he repeated, licking his lips slightly and quickly, “i think you can help me-”

“why would i help you?-”

“because i’ll kill you if you don’t.”

she scoffed, slightly tilting her head to the side while her eyes were closed a bit, “that’d be really nice wouldn't it?” she lowered her gun, turning her back to him, no longer perceiving him as a threat, not as a big one anyways, if he wanted to kill her, he would’ve already, if he wanted to hurt her, he would’ve done that the moment she shot his friend or even during the moments he had been supposedly watching her.

what he said was a stupid thing to say. 

“dying is a luxury not all of us are privileged with,” she mumbled, looking back up at the blanketed sky full of bright stars that could light up a room like a lamp, “you’re gonna have to come up with a better threat if you want me to help you.”

he presses his lips together, watching athena discreteetly before rubbing his face in frustration while tipping on the back of his heel. the man before her was not used to rejection, and athena could tell even with her back turned to him.

“you’re athena,” he mumbles, saying it precisely as if he was about it give her a whole speech, already having a new plan. 

he was hoping to pull this one out later, but he hadn't planned to be practically laughed at after his key sentence that was supposed to start it all, I'm going to kill you. 

it made her freeze, tightening her grip on the gun she still had in her hand. 

her name, how the fuck did he know that?

him knowing her name seemed to be scarier than the threat of death. 

“you’re athena, and you’ve been alone for how many days now?”

he continued to stare at the back of her head, waiting for her to just turn around with the shocked expression he just knew she had on. just waiting for her to turn around so he could redeem himself, so he could have the upper hand once again.

but the truth was, he never did have the upper hand. if he wanted it, he would have had a gun pointed to the back of her head, he would have been the one to confront her instead of using that poor skeleton man already bound for death. 

athena was always the one with the upper hand. the hand gun now once again pointed to him, her body turned just as he wished but not with the expression he had expected. 

she glared, her eyes in slits as she was just daring him to make a move. 

“you leave me alone now,” she whispered, her voice filled with so much will and power that he couldn't mistake it for anything else, “i don’t care who you are or how you know my name, just get the hell away from me before i blow your brains out.”

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COBRA KAI BOYS WITH A GLEE CLUB/MUSICAL THEATER GIRLFRIEND

summary 📣: cobra kai boys dating a musical theater girlfriend (or boyfriend i don’t think there are any female pronouns, i’m sorry if there are)

warnings 🚫: none i think

slater’s note 🗯: i’m sorry for being so absent lately, also i’ve set most of my fics their jr. year bc i have no idea what grade they are in in high school 🤷‍♀️

robby keene:

➪ low-key loves the shit out of you for being a music dork

➪ you sing/hum a lot of your songs a lot of the time when you’re studying with him or just hanging out randomly

➪ at first he low key found it annoying and would tell you to stop for awhile while you guys were studying but as it continues on he doesn’t care

➪ the tune gets stuck in his head and he will end up humming along

➪ at your shows he’ll sing along there too because he basically has it memorized unintentionally

➪ will watch your rehearsals unintentionally

➪ like he’ll come in to pick you up and he’s a little early so he just watches from the audience seats on his phone before he hears you sing and he just becomes enchanted (lmao)

➪ praises you all the time

➪ will feel like your musical director is being harsh and want to step in and want them to lay off but you have to tell him it’s fine

➪ admires you for the amount of pressure you undergo even though he’s literally a karate student and literally fights people in front of other people in competitions

➪ he’ll take you out to eat after your performances

➪ like you guys will go to a diner or something and share a basket of fries

➪ it’s all cute

miguel diaz:

➪ man would low key wanted to join musical theater his freshman year

➪ but now that he has a girlfriend that’s in musical theater, he’s pretty fulfilled

➪ he’s SO PROUD

➪ like overhyped you type of proud and tells anyone and everyone that you’re in theater

➪ he’ll help your glee club hang up poster and flyers about your show around the halls and even rope eli into helping him

➪ miguel is like a manger for the theater just so he can spend time with you

➪ he’ll bring his mom and grandma to your shows

➪ but the best thing is he’ll also rope johnny into one of them, like saying you wanna go to a concert and he gets there and he’s all like, “this isn’t ozzy osborne” or whatever

➪ he’ll help you memorize songs and moves (idk anything about musical theater so pardon me on this)

➪ he’s genuinely there for you on this and won’t give up if you guys mess up steps/lyrics and will be like “let’s try that one more time, you got this”

➪ like i can imagine you guys holding hands, moving side to side as you sing along to a recording of the background music

➪ literally the sweetest and will take you out to dinner after one of your performances

eli moskowitz:

➪ okay so i feel like eli would low key keep you a secret

➪ he would have known you before he was hawk and you guys were decent friends and you’d be one of the only people that brought a smile to his face at that time

➪ you guys would start dating like at the edge of his transformation to hawk

➪ and no one really knew about it and y’all didn’t really find the need to tell anyone since a high percentage of your musical theater group are just a bunch of people who hate people like hawk (aka “bullies”)

➪ so you didn’t find a point in telling them

➪ but anyways miguel would be one of the first people to find out and he would just be *stunned*

➪ like he hangs out with you guys all the time and he never had a clue till he saw eli give you kiss after you dropped him off at practice

➪ “you’re dating y/n?!”

➪ his eyes would widen and he’d be like “keep it down” and it’s not like he’s embarrassed about you, you’re just not the type of person he wants to expose around his friend group

➪ anyways the kids completely in love with you aside from the fact that he unintentionally keeps you a secret

➪ he comes to any of your productions and will be standing in the crowd when it’s over, clapping like crazy

➪ he’ll buy you like flowers and shit

➪ pick you up after your after school practices in

➪ i know this is the bare minimum but he actually genuinely cares (even though he likes to act like he doesn’t) and will ask you questions like how practice was and what you’re working on and what you are doing at the moment, it’s sweet

jacob bertrand in goodnight america

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