KARATE KING.

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IT’S NOT ABOUT HOW YOU START,

#𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 : a character study of ROBBY KEENE. affiliated with @offenseonly, @defenseonly, @senstrike, and @seesstars.

IT’S ABOUT HOW YOU FINISH.

carrd. writing. sideblog.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBBY.

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this is on my carrd (which i PROMISE will be up soon), but i just wanna throw it out there that robby identifies as gay (sam exception) in like. 99% of verses + i don’t acknowledge robby and tory’s romantic relationship. that’s his best friend tho!

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i've been friendzoned .

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gaylesbian solidarity .

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mary and tanner using the part 3 red carpet to not only confirm their relationship, but show off their engagement rings. iconic.

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this is on my carrd (which i PROMISE will be up soon), but i just wanna throw it out there that robby identifies as gay (sam exception) in like. 99% of verses + i don’t acknowledge robby and tory’s romantic relationship. that’s his best friend tho!

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robby thought moving into @offenseonly’s apartment would be weirder.   especially after mom told him he’d made some changes,  with a knowing smirk he couldn’t decipher.   but moving his stuff into the spare room  —  his room,  now,  had only taken a couple hours.   (  he’s never had his own room before.  )   they’d batted around a few different ideas for dinner before settling on pizza,  eating it straight out of the box.   there’s a movie playing on the TV,  some 80’s action flick robby’s never seen before.   dad has.   a lot,  going off of how he keeps quoting along with what must be his favorite scenes.   robby reaches for his coke,  head cocking to the side as he looks back at the screen.   ' can you explain what’s going on? i'm a little lost. '  

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@truthlie , [ rest ] sender unintentionally falls asleep leaning against receiver

the rattle of guns is white noise. ( there’s a sick catharsis in these old war movies, a camaraderie, like picking at a scab ‘til it becomes an open wound or a lullaby ). robby’s head is heavy on his shoulder, light snores filling the silence between explosions. there are worse places to sleep. all the same, he reaches for the controller with the hand not pinned down by his grandson and flicks off the tv, cutting off a man’s scream. peace, or a lull. john shrugs his captive shoulder. ‘hey,’ he says, in a softer voice than he’s used in years, having had no reason to, ‘it’s past midnight, kid. i need to get to bed too.’

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' wha  …  ? '   robby blinks once,  twice as he sits up,  ignoring the blurry state of the world.   (  he’s taken his contacts out for the first time in the better part of a week.   he knows his parents would give him shit about that,  keeping them in so long.   trying to give yourself an infection?   but neither of them are here.   they have their own shit going on.   and he’s starting to think it’s better this way.   the three of them living separate lives.   like they had before robby got the job at larusso auto.   for the most part,  anyway.  )   it takes another moment for robby to process kreese’s words.   bed  …  past midnight.   jesus,  did he really fall asleep in the middle of a movie?   he’s sixteen,  not six.   ' sorry for,  uh.   passing out like that.   won’t happen again.  '  

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he shows up with bleach and dye like happy birthday, let’s do the emo hair.

it’s been a long time since robby’s celebrated his birthday  …  for real,  anyway.   because they couldn’t afford to,  at first,  mom apologizing for the fact all she could manage was a cupcake with a candle stuck in the middle.   then,  as he got older and things got exponentially more fucked with every passing year,  it just fell by the wayside.   this year is different.   his family is gathered,  dads and moms and siblings and grandparents,  something he never dreamed would happen.   not even when he was five and still drawing pictures of him and dad and mom all together.   there’s a cake sitting on the kitchen counter,  presented by maddy with a wide grin,  and a pile of presents beside it.   demetri’s on his way,  and so are kenny and shawn.   he’s midway through an explanation of what,  exactly,  the plan for his hair is when there’s a loud knock on the door.   

' it’s not emo hair,  '  robby corrects,  though the upward twitch of his lip betrays him.   he takes the packages as @mskwtz steps inside.   ' sam and i couldn’t figure out what the hell to buy.   there’s,  like,  a million options.  ' and i didn’t want to bug you again.   so they’d given up and gone to in-n-out,  sharing a chocolate shake while they perused pinterest for reference photos.   he looks up to find eli’s eyes already on him  —  waiting for approval.   a look robby’s become familiar with,  watching him at the dojo or in their one shared class.   seeing it aimed at him makes him feel  …  warm.   ' thanks,  man.   this is awesome.  '

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say you love him or else.

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this is on my carrd (which i PROMISE will be up soon), but i just wanna throw it out there that robby identifies as gay (sam exception) in like. 99% of verses + i don’t acknowledge robby and tory’s romantic relationship. that’s his best friend tho!

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ray and i’s ultimate cobra kai failcouple!

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shannon finally showing up to support her son after being nowhere to be seen at either all valley. yay growth.

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TANNER BUCHANAN in COBRA KAI

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cobra kai taken from the tv show.

it’s karate. old-school karate.

you got a death wish, kid?

here, hold this ice on your ribs.

karate isn’t only about self-defense. it’s about protecting others.

you may get hurt, but nobody wins by doing nothing.

i’ll get the hell out of here when i’m goddamn good and ready.

because sometimes the scars you can’t see are the ones that hurt the most.

see you, kid.

you’ve learned to channel your anger, but you’re afraid.

my shoulder’s killing me.

well, always remember our first lesson, you. this is for self-defense only.

if you’re not strong on the inside, you can’t be strong on the outside.

i’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that.

i can’t believe i’m saying this, but you’re grounded.

you know those little red stickers that say “further reduced”? that means “spoiled”.

real nice friend you’ve made.

i’ve been having a real rough night.

well, i just feel like i’m coming down with a fever.

you’re saying that in life, i can’t do everything by myself and i have to rely on other people?

you can’t let that bad blood change who you are.

the more help, the better. but first, you need a gi.

i’m asking you to become more than just a soldier, son. you understand that?

also, this is really gonna sting.

look, i know you’re pissed at me. you have a right to be.

hey, rambo. kids are getting hurt.

karate is not a phase. it’s a way of life. you can leave it for a while, but it never really leaves you.

the biggest battle is always the one within.

i broke a kid’s nose. who knew these things were lethal weapons?

you don’t have to worry about me. i can handle myself.

this next part is gonna be really, really hard, okay? but this is the best way forward.

and i kept it under wraps. i didn’t want you to lose focus. needed you at your best.

just don’t forget. being a badass doesn’t mean being an asshole.

hey, wanna get some food? i know a good burger joint.

trust me, sweetheart, you don’t know the half of it.

i was in a bad place. there’s no question about that.

look, i know you’re not 100%, but you got the heart of a champion.

they kicked the fucking shit out of me.

i don’t know how i’m gonna keep going. i don’t feel safe.

and it turned me into an angry and violent kid.

you can get through anything. you know why? ‘cause you got me.

everyone’s got a sob story. that doesn’t give you the right to be a bully.

i did what you taught me. i showed mercy. why did this happen to me?

some people have it good, but the rest of us, we have to fight for every inch of what’s ours.

don’t blame yourself. blame me.

i warned you, but you just had to push it and make it personal.

instead of burying your heads in the sand, and pretending that bullying doesn’t exist, or that you could just get rid of it, what you need to do is teach kids how to defend themselves.

i’m still kind of freaked out about it.

you see what i just did there? that’s called de-escalation.

when something bad happens, you have two choices. you let it tear you down or you let it build you up.

you get back up, and you try it again.

it’s been a little rough lately. it’s nice to have people look out for you.

maybe my right way is different from yours.

the world shows no mercy. so, why should we?

problem is, my “self” is too weak.

i don’t even know who you are anymore.

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bitch - xoxo, hawk

asshole - xoxo, robby

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can i have a piggy back ride

are you trying to crush me?

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fuck it .

also, this is bot bait.