ʙᴏɴꜱᴀɪ ʙᴀᴅᴀꜱꜱ

ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ꜱᴀᴍ ʟᴀʀᴜꜱꜱᴏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ ᴋᴀɪ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴀʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ꜰʀᴀɴᴄʜɪꜱᴇ.

[moraltaught]

#MORALTAUGHT.  INDEPENDENT,   MUTUAL   EXCLUSIVE   AND   SELECTIVE   BLOG   FOR   SAMANTHA   LARUSSO  FROM   NETFLIX’S   COBRA KAI   AND   THE   KARATE   KID   FRANCHISE.   CST + 2.   SHE/HER.   WRITTEN   BY   CALI.

  welcome   to   my   SAMANTHA   LARUSSO   INDEPENDENT,   MUTUAL   AND   SELECTIVE   BLOG.    based   on   netflix’s   cobra   kai   and   the   karate   franchise,   very   heavy   headcanon   based.   beware   topics   of   violence,injuries,   ptsd   and   trauma   will   be   present   on   this   blog.

𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙳  ||  PROMO-

[karatelives-a]

@moraltaught      liked   for   a   short   -   ish   starter.

＂         MY   MOM   IS   ALWAYS   TELLING   ME   STORIES   ABOUT   MR.   MIYAGI.            ―            kinda   makes   me   wish   i’d   had   the   chance   to   know   him   𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.         ＂

[moraltaught]

"he  died  when  I  was  eight  but.  .  .I  remember  a  few  things.  he  was  a  good  man.  your  mom  and  my  dad  were  lucky  to  find  him."  it  felt  nice,  to  have  someone  else  who  had  mr.  miyagi's  influence  in  their  lives  like  she  did.  for  so  long  it  had  been  just  her  and  her  dad.  "you  can  check  the  dojo  around  if  you  want,  it  used  to  be  his  house." @karatelives

[moraltaught]

the way having so much low activity is bad enough for my little anxious brain but coming into a blog and seeing a personal blog reblogging my shit just sigh.

[babezruthless]

Tory was trying to make a change. Amanda LaRusso's words echoed in her mind, that she had to let people in to help her. Easy enough with someone like Robby, who understood her better than most. From someone like Sam, she couldn't tell when she was getting pity as opposed to actual care. They'd been fine to fight before, and the Miyagi-Do princess had no problems making whatever assumptions about Tory she needed to fit her narrative. She couldn't help but feel even after the truth about Silver and the tournament, any attempt at kindness by Sam was not without strings attached.

"It's fine," she said too quickly. It was the easiest response, a bandaid on an amputated limb. It meant so much more than two simple words- it also meant "Leave me alone" and "I can handle myself". Because it was easier than "Thank you" and "I'm sorry".

Even if every time she tried to clench a fist, the skin threatened to tear. Even if in moments of silence, Tory could feel her blood pulsing against the raw, tender knuckles. If a bone broke and set wrong, if the scabs never healed and fell away... Ugh. Maybe the pain was purposeful, a reminder she deserved for everything she'd done.

"Seriously, LaRusso? A jar of fermented slime is going to keep me out of the hospital?" But despite her vocal protest, Tory began to unwrap the gauze on her hand, the bandage pulling away from hot, sticky skin where the wound still refused to close. "Fine. But if I start tripping balls or seeing faces in the clouds because of this, you're going to regret it."

[moraltaught]

"Your  hand  looks  like  it's  almost  done  to  be  cooked  for.  That's  not  fine."  A  bit  crude  but  hopefully,  it  gets  her  point  across  that  she  is  not  buying  Tory's  toughness.  She  is  tired  of  it  really,  of  everyone's  toughness,  of  pretending  they  were  fine  when  they  were  not.  Sam  LaRusso  had  been  crumbling  and  the  best  decision  she  had  done  was  to  finally  admit  she  was  not  okay  and  that  she  wanted  to  be.  So  she  doesn't  really  move  away  from  her  spot,  still  holding  Miyagi's  mystery  powder  in  her  hand.  "You  refuse  to  go  to  the  hospital,  this  is  your  next  best  option."  She  is  sure  her  parents  would  pay  for  the  bills  if  Tory  needed  it,  but  she  also  knew  the  girl  was  stubborn  as  one  can  be.  

A  relieved  sigh  escapes  her  lips  once  Tory  relents  and  removes  her  gauze  and  she  moves  near  the  sink  to  fill  a  bowl  with  hot  water,  and  put  the  powder  on  it.  "It's  not  that  type  of  powder,  geez.  It  was  Mr.  Miyagi's  formula.  Dad  used  it  back  when  he  was  in  Cobra  Kai."  Right.  Not  her  story  to  tell.  Did  she  knew  about  that?  What  has  Silver  told  his  students  when  that  little  piece  of  information  was  available?  But  Sam  keeps  quiet.  

"I  used  it  after  the  school  fight."  Nothing  more  to  say  about  that,  really.  But  the  marks  on  her  arm  are  a  grace  on  the  skin  compared  to  how  big  they  were  at  the  beggining,  she  thinks  it  was  the  powder,  or  just  healing  doing  its  wonders.  Stirring  the  bowl  with  the  slime,  she  places  it  beside  Tory.  "You  need  to  put  your  hand  inside.  I'll  damp  another  gauze  and  you  have  to  keep  it  all  night,  alright?"

[rebeltyped]

    𝖍𝖊  𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉  𝖙𝖔  𝖑𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍  𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙𝖑𝖞,   shaking  his  head  as  he  didn't  want  to  admit  which  of  his  two  senseis  had  taught  him  the  move  that  she  had  admire  because  he  was  sure  she  wouldn't  like  the  answer.   but  duncan  lets  her  pull  him  to  face  her,  blue  eyes  softening  as  he  looks  at  her,  sighing  softly,   "   is  it  bad  that  i'm  kinda  hopin'  my  dojo  loses?    "   he  admits  softly,  knowing  that  in  some  messed  up  way,  he  doesn't  have  the  strength  he  wished  he  had  to  walk  away  completely.   if  cobra  kai  was  gone,  then  he  could  just  do  the  right  thing  for  once.   duncan  always  had  a  way  of  doing  the    𝖜𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌   thing  whenever  he  knew  he  should  do  the  right  thing.   yet  when  she  said  about  him  leaving,  his  smile  dropped  and  he  shook  his  head,   "   what?   i'm  not  goin'  anywhere.   you  think  i'd  miss  this?   you're  gonna  win  this  whole  thing,    "   she  was  the  better  fighter.   tory  was  good,  but  sam  was  incredible.   she  knew  exactly  what  she  was  doing,  she  was  doing  it  for  the  right  reasons  and  sam  just  deserved  to  win.   duncan  cups  her  face  gently  and  leans  down  to  give  her  a  soft  kiss,   "   i'm  not  goin'  anywhere,  i'm  stayin'  here  and  i'm  gonna  cheer  for  you,  no  matter  what  happens,    "   because  whilst  he  may  not  have  the  strength  to  walk  away,  that  didn't  mean  that  he  gave  two  shits  what  kreese  or  silver  thought  about  him  and  he  was  always  just  so    𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉   at  rebelling  against  authority  in  his  life.

[moraltaught]

she  doesn't  know  what  to  say  other  than  look  over  at  duncan  and  his  wishes.  she  wanted  cobra  kai  to  lose  too  but  she  doesn't  want  him  to  feel  down  for  it.  she  isn't  one  to  understand  what  the  dojo  would  mean  to  anyone  (  after  learning  about  her  father's  own  history,  she  has  been  curious  but  any  chance  of  connecting  with  it  on  an  emotional  level  felt  odd  ).  duncan  is  the  only  connection  she  has  with  the  dojo  and  the  one  she  cares  the  most.  robby  too,  wanting  to  get  the  boy  she  knew  so  well  out  of  that  mess.  that's  why  she  has  to  win.  the  girl  relaxes  under  his  touch,  his  kiss  a  much  needed  connection.  

"i  love  you."  she  blurts  out  in  that  moment  as  he  keeps  speaking  good  words  and  filling  her  up  with  emotions.  sam  isn't  sure  how  welcoming  the  feeling  would  be  but  she  had  to  say  it.  "i  just  wanted  to  say  it.  you  don't  need  to  say  it  back  but.  .  .i  wanted  to  say  it  before  the  match."  a  short  pause,  as  her  hands  hold  on  the  edges  of  his  gi.  it  seems  forbidden  almost,  the  cobra  kai  gi  and  her  miyagi-do  one,  looking  like  opposites  as  they  embrace.

[babezruthless]

"Well, I don't know if I'm quite ready to embarrass myself on a global stage..." Demetri shrugged. The Sekai Taikai sounded like an incredible exhibition of skill and prowess, but fighters like Sam, Hawk, and Miguel had more prowess in one pinky finger than he did in all four of his lanky limbs. Sure, he had picked up a lot for the skills exhibition at this latest tournament, but... he wasn't sure if he was ready to go pro, as it were.

"But my mom actually likes that I'm doing karate. Y'know, it diversifies any college application, gives me good material for the personal essays. Much better than trying to leverage a few hundred hours in my favorite video games into a practical life skill section on the ol' resume," he said. Demetri wondered what Sam would choose- karate was basically a family heirloom to the LaRussos. And it was no secret her dad was her biggest fan, and expected her to carry on a lot of that tradition. That must have been a lot of pressure.

"How about you? How are you feeling after the whole... Cobra Kai takedown?"

[moraltaught]

"You  are  part  of  the  OG  dojo,  Dem!  Don't  put  yourself  down."  Back  in  the  beggining,  it  had  been  her  and  Robby,  sure  but  eventually,  not  that  far  after,  Demetri  had  joined  in  and  for  a  while  it  had  been  the  trio  that  made  Miyagi's  memory  proud.  Sam's  own  style  has  changed  a  bit,  with  the  gruond  being  that  of  her  father's  but  she  had  incorporated  a  few  elements  from  Johnny  and  in  that  way,  she  feels  that  Miyagi-Do  might  not  be  the  right  name  for  her,  at  least  for  a  while  .Robby  is  back  now  and  for  the  first  time  in  a  long  time,  she  feels  as  she  belongs  again  on  the  dojo.  Demetri  was  part  of  that  belonging.

"Well  the  tournament  is  in  Japan,  so  even  if  you  don't  participate  it  might  be  good  to  go?  Exchange  of  culture  and  all  that."  Japan  always  sounded  so  lovely.  Sam  herself  had  always  been  too  young  when  his  father  travelled  there  before  but  now  was  the  right  time.  Sam  shrugs,  she  isn't  really  sure  how  she  is  feeling,  other  than  the  basic.  "Lighter.  Like  a  weight  has  gone  down  my  shoulders."  And  a  smile  braces  around  her  lips.  "It  feels  like  I  can  wear  that  bonsai  without  feeling  it's  a  weight.  Or  that  I  don't  suit  on  it  anymore."  She  can  say  she  is  a  LaRusso,  through  and  through  and  be  proud  of  her  karate  and  her  roots.  "I  can  enjoy  it  again,  you  know?  No  karate  war  on  sight."

[legacytaught-archived]

    𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆  𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲  𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆  𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳  𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀,   but  they  also  felt  like  they  kinda  needed  a  moment  to  just  do  some  karate  and  not  think  about  things  for  a  while.   so  when  sam  said  she  needed  to  start    𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴    ,  mercy  could  not  think  of  a  better  time  to  start  than  right  now.   they  didn't  even  know  if  they  would  get  a  chance  to  compete  now  at  the  sekai  taikai,  so  why  not  help  sam  larusso  be  the  best  she  can  be?   mercy  laughed  softly,  holding  their  hand  out  to  her,   "   c'mon  larusso,  why  not?   you  got  something  better  to  be  doing?    "   they  teased,  not  wanting  to  really  admit  that  on  some  level  they  needed  to  just  do  some  karate  for  the  sake  of  it,  doing  it  alone  was  not  the  same  and  they  had  not  done  any  sort  of  karate  since  the  fight  at  the  dojo,   "   well  since  you  never  got  to  face  me  on  the  mat,  you'll  never  know   .   .   .   c'mon,  you  gotta  be  a  little  curious  to  see  if  you  could  beat  me,    "

[moraltaught]

things  are  calm  now.  sam  doesn't  feel  in  a  rush  to  focus  on  win  some  unknown  legacy  or  make  anyone  other  than  herself  proud.  there  is  a  reassurance  now,  to  the  thought  that  despite  everything,  she  had  prevail.  champion  or  not,  sekai  takai  or  not,  sam  feels  accomplished.  doesn't  mean  she  isn't  excited  to  go  to  the  tournament,  specially  as  the  tournament  is  gonna  be  in  japan  and  that  meant,  most  likely,  she  will  be  able  to  visit  mr.  miyagi's  homeland.  "you  want  me  to  kick  your  ass  so  bad,  is  that  it,  uh?"  the  young  larusso  jokes  shaking  her  head.  eyes  shift  forward,  a  bit  taking  on  mercy  in,  aware  that  they  had  a  rought  time.  and  the  people  pleaser  in  sam,  and  the  larusso  of  all,  wants  to  prove  that  she  absolutely  can  kick  mercy's  ass.  so  she  just  stands  up,  taking  on  mercy's  offered  hand  and  she  sighs.  "alright.  but  don't  get  upset  when  the  bonsai  badass  gets  another  win."

[paradiseforlana]

Choose your last words, this is the last time Cause you and I, we were born to die

[moraltaught]

ʙᴏɴ·ꜱᴀɪ: ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴊᴀᴘᴀɴᴇꜱᴇ ʙᴏɴꜱᴀɪ ᴛʀᴀᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛ ꜰᴇᴍɪɴɪɴɪᴛʏ. ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ʙʟᴏꜱꜱᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛꜱ ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀɴᴄᴇ, ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴀꜱꜱᴏᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇɴᴇᴡᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʙɪʀᴛʜ. ʙᴀᴅ·ᴀꜱꜱ: ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱɪɴɢ, ᴏʀ ɪɴᴛɪᴍɪᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ. . ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴄᴀʟɪ.

[moraltaught]

@karatetaught ↪ x ft. robby.

"so.  .  .it's  just  the  two  of  us  now."  her  father  left  with  anthony  and  the  other  kids,  sam  said  she  was  gonna  help  clean  up.  really,  she  just  wanted  a  small  moment  with  robby.  she  thinks  her  dad  knows,  as  he  always  does.  hands  straightening  her  clothes,  a  smile  on  her  lips  as  she  steps  closer  to  robby.  "you  know,  you  can  kiss  me  now."  sam  confesses  out  loud.  she  hopes  he  has  been  thinking  the  same  thing.  god,  it  had  been  so  long  and  they  never  really  had  time  to  just  break  up  or  find  each  other  as  a  couple  before  tragedy  stroke.

[moraltaught]

@babezruthless  ↪ x ft. tory.

They  are  not  friends.  Not  by  a  long  shot.  She  isn't  sure  what  they  are  besides  probably  on  the  same  team  for  once.  But  whatever  that  meant  for  the  future,  Sam  is  unsure.  Still,  she  had  taken  notice  of  Tory's  injured  arm  and  whatever  compelled  her  to  tell  her  father  had  now  moved  to  a  reaction  toward  helping  the  other.  "Look,  I  know  you  might  see  it  as  charity  but  my  parents  want  to  help,  and  you  do  need  to  get  a  proper  look  at  that  hand."

 That  was  a  fact.  "My  dad  never  had  his  knee  properly  looked  at  and  he  still  has  phantom  pains  from  time  to  time.  And  I'm  sure  you  don't  want  to  quit  karate  because  of  an  injury."  Sam  sighs,  pulling  from  her  bag  a  small  can  unlabelled,  one  of  her  family's  little  secrets  when  it  came  to  injuries.  

"And  if  you  don't  want  to  go  to  the  hospital,  you  can  use  this.  .  .it's  Mr.  Miyagi's  goo  poweder.  Smells  awful,  looks  even  worse  but.  .  .it  helps  with  the  pain."

[moraltaught]

@babezruthless  ↪ x ft. demetri.

"so  now  that  the  soul  of  the  valley  is  all  safe  and  all  that,  what  you  wanna  do?"  sam  finishes  up  folding  up  her  gi  and  placing  it  on  top  of  the  shelf,  eyes  looking  over  at  demetri.  it's  not  the  end,  there  is  still  the  sekai  takai  which  she  had  been  considering  participating  (  and  it  felt  good,  knowing  that  in  the  end,  she  had  won  the  all  valley  ).  blue  eyes  shift  toward  the  taller  young  man  though,  a  curious  on  her  features.  "you  entering  the  tournament  or  focus  on  school?  it  is  our  senior  year."  god  it  felt  like  a  fever  dream  at  times,  how  they  went  from  sophmores  to  all  the  sudden  seniors  in  high  school  and  talking  about  colleges.

[moraltaught]

STARTER  CALL  ↪  heart  this  post  for  a  starter  from .  if  you  have  a  preferred  season,  do  let  me  know  if  not,  the  default  will  be  post  season  five!  if  you  are  a  multimuse,  do  let  me  know  fo  which  muse  or  give  me  a  couple  to  chose  from!

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@karatelives asked: you’re only prolonging the inevitable . ( from kreese! )

jesus,  they  really  don't  know  when  to  quit,  do  they?  sam  sighs,  looking  back  at  the  man  before  her.  with  silver  gone,  she  figured  this  man  would  just  crawl  back  to  his  mancave  and  leave  them  all  alone.  but  it  seems  she  is  as  much  as  a  dreamer  as  everyone  else.  "yeah,  kicking  your  ass  for  once  and  for  all.  and  this  time?  i'm  not  stopping  my  dad."  because  she  saw  that  her  father  had  been  ready  to  kick  this  man  to  oblivion  over  a  year  ago.  "you  never  left  the  war,  did  you,  kreese?"

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@karatelives asked: sorry for giving you a hard time . ( from daniel! )

"it's  okay,  dad.  .  .i'm  a  big  girl.  i  can  handle  some  tough  love.  i  been  training  with  johnny,  remember?"  even  with  her  father  giving  her  a  hard  time,  it  was  still  softer  than  anything  johnny  would  put  her  and  the  others  through.

 sam  sighs,  drinking  her  bottle  of  water  for  a  brief  moment,  eyes  landing  on  the  photos  at  the  dojo,  the  one  with  a  young  daniel  staring  back  at  her,  his  smile  overwhelming  and  to  his  side,  her  tanmee.  "i  just  want  to  make  you  proud,  you  know."  a  legacy.  one  she  knows  her  father  doesn't  want  to  impose  but  it's  there  anyway.  to  make  miyagi  proud,  to  make  her  father  happy  again.  he  had  been  in  pain  that  last  year  and  she  could  see  it  in  their  eyes.  "so,  whatever  it  takes,  right?  we  have  the  sekai  takai  to  think  about."

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@karatelives asked: it’s tough being honest when it means everyone just thinks you’re a bitch . ( from yasmine! )

a  warm  smile  creeps  into  sam's  lips  as  she  hands  the  other  a  bottle  of  water.  sometimes,  sam  invites  the  girls  to  the  garden  at  the  dojo,  just  for  a  little  chillout.  a  safe  space  for  her  to  be  herself  in  full  and  not  feel  guilty  about  anything.  "to  be  fair,  you  do  make  it  sound  a  little  bitchy."  sam  points  out,  before  simply  adding  to  her  comment.

 "i  appreciate  the  honesty,  though.  some  hard  love  is  good  when  everyone  tries  to  soften  the  blows."  the  bluntness  is  appreciated  in  a  world  where  she  had  been  coddled  since  she  was  a  kid.  she  loves  her  parents,  her  father  is  a  man  who  always  speaks  his  heart,  but  he  often  softens  the  reality  for  her.  yasmine  doesn't.  "you  are  a  lovable  bitch."

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I might do what I did with jeanny's blog and move sam. i had this blog since last year before we had like two dramas and it shows on my tags asdfg