just putting it out there that mary mouser is one of the or the most vocal about politics in the cast, and is the one that probably gets the most hate, whilst some of the fan favorites are either silent or supporting evil.
love you mary you deserve better than these loser fans.
pairings - Cobra Kai characters x you/non-binary reader
kg's notes - i just wanted to make something that was cute, fun, and overall a new layout of how I would present my headcanons. so here are the Cobra Kai characters sharing their favourite sweets with you, because they love you!
Demetri Alexopoulos - he would really love to share a Whatchamacallit or Cherry airhead with you and tear off small pieces and feed them to you. he goes from doing that to having it in his mouth to 'feed' you like that when you know the truth is he wants a kiss from you which you happily accept with chocolate on your face from the Whatchamacallit.
Miguel Diaz - he would love lots of Spanish candy and would tend to bring you back a lot of it, especially since he makes frequent trips to Mexico to visit family. the different varieties and textures make you both excited (and nervous) to try them and he'll make sure to take note of which candies you prefer so the two of you can enjoy them together, even if some of them aren't in his personal preferences but he likes seeing you happy.
Robby Keene - he's definitely spicier than anything actually sweet, but he tries to get something not so spicy for you to try, which makes you scoff and say you could handle it. he looks at you funny knowing that you're either lying to him or telling him the truth, either way he's intrigued about how motivated you are to try his "spicy" candies. if he doesn't eat candy he shares the corn nuts with you and you say the ranch flavor is your favourite.
Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz - he's the type who really appreciates sour candy and if you don't like it he's willing to share his dark chocolate with you. he wasn't raised eating candy, so you two would share a slice of fruit like: watermelon, apple, orange, or whatever kind he has in his pantry the moment. you actually started his love of chocolate (he would never admit this to your face but he would tell Demetri and Anthony) after telling him to get you some during your period since it helped you with the cramps, even though he retorted with a banana when you asked for the chocolate.
Anthony LaRusso - he would get the little variety packs like Kit Kats, Buenos, or anything chocolate related. he's not a big fan of regular-sized or larger chocolate (like King-size Hershey bars), since it now makes him uncomfortable to eat so much chocolate again. he would unwrap it and feed it to you instead of allowing you to make it yourself, although he would only allow you to take a couple of pieces of chocolate before hiding it in his room. he got better at hiding candy because you were sneaking around while he was trying to hide it once.
Samantha "Sam" LaRusso - similarly to Eli, she would rather eat fruit than real candy, but she sometimes eats real candy and it normally comes from Italy instead of here, America. she's not a fan of chewy or gummy candy, so the cappuccino candy she likes comes as a hard candy to make it last longer, plus she says it's better than the coffee you might get at a coffee shop. you're on the fence about that. it's not your favorite thing while it's hers and you offered her yours to see if she would like it and that is to be determined…
Tory Nichols - she's used to sharing a lot of things especially with her brother (Brandon) because that's all she knows, so it's no surprise when she offers you pieces of her chocolate. she's more on the bitter side of things like something rich—an espresso or a cappuccino if you will for her chocolate, although there are rare times when she would eat Sour Patch Kids or Jolly Ranchers (blue raspberry and watermelon are her favorite flavorus).
I will add Kenny, Shawn, Aisha, and the adults depending on how well this does. Okay tootles everyone!! :3
(Smut, GirlCock!Sam, Shower Sex, Almost Caught in the Act)
The idea of Sam being so pussy whipped that she begs Reader to come over all the time when her family is out.
They hook up and have sex in her room because she’s scared they are going to pass out and get caught if they do it anywhere else in the house. Sometimes it’s so bad that Sam basically has her pants half way down and just fucks the shit out of a half clothed Reader sideways on the bed. Borderline humping into the poor girl. It’s just sweaty and nasty.
The worst point in their little sexual adventure was when the two almost got caught by Amanda.
Sam was able to get Reader to come over while her mom and dad were out getting groceries while Anthony was out hanging with friends. It seemed like the best time for the two of them to hook up. She knew her parents would be out most of the day leaving a huge time gap for the two girls to have some much needed fun. Reader was happy to help her girlfriend out as soon as she got the text to come over.
They end up fucking for almost half the day until Sam finally realizes her parents should be home soon.
In a panting haze the two finally stop to get their composure. Just laying on the bed in a sweating panting mess. Sam’s hair is stuck to her face and Reader is covered in cum, inside and out. After a little while of just cuddling in each others arms they opt to get in the shower. Both of them needing to wash off, Reader needing to get clean to leave and Sam so that her parents didn’t question her unruly post sex look. They grab their clothes, dump them onto the bathroom floor.
What was supposed to be just a quick shower turns into a heavy make out session under the shower head, which then tunes into Sam bending Reader over and plowing into her form behind while she grips the tile wall. In some kind of luck being so tired makes them less prone to making to loud of sounds while going at it. The water from the shower covers up what sound they do make.
The sound that DOES end up scarring the shit out of them is the loud knock from outside the bathroom door.
“Sam are you in there? Me and your dad just got home with a truck full of groceries. Can you come down stairs and help put them away?”
Sam has the mind to shove a hand over Readers mouth just before she can squeal from the thick cock hitting the right spot inside her. She swears her eyes cross at that moment.
“U-uhh yeah mom I’ll be out as soon as I can! I just got in so it might be a minute!” Voice almost cracking in shock.
“Okay but please hurry, your dad wants to go out golfing with one of his friends at the county club later. We need the groceries away by then.”
She can’t hear over the running shower but she can only guess her mom left. She hopes she at least closed her bedroom door. In that moment she mentally sighs, thankful for the fact they brought their clothes into the bathroom.
Who knows what her mom would have done if she found Readers clothes on the bedroom floor.
She can’t think much about it because Reader is suddenly gripping down on her cock which has he gasping. The sudden adrenaline rush has both of them on a high. Almost getting caught while in the act has both girls on hyper drive. It doesn’t take much to have them cumming.
Reader ultimately ends up squirting, shaking against the wall and almost falling over. If it wasn’t for Sam holding her up she would have definitely fallen over in seconds. Her orgasm has Sam moaning out, dick sliding out from her girlfriend twitching cunt where she then unloads all over the chubby girls thick back. Thick white spurts fall over the girls fat ass and back. It’s quick to be washed away by the now lukewarm water.
Moments later the two are rushing to get out of the shower and dry off before shoving their clothes back on. When Sam cracks open the door she fines her door closed and room undisturbed. 
They kiss goodbye before Reader is shimmying out of the window, hoping down from the roof and quietly sneaking out the back gate.
Sam falls onto her bed with a groan but not before remembering the reason they almost got caught in the first place.
your girlfriend feels betrayed after you tell her about your connection to mr. miyagi
you stand in the miyagi-do dojo, the scent of polished wood and fresh grass filling your lungs.
the place feels alive yet calm, almost sacred. the aura of this place is how your mom always described it...poetic, julie would say, her voice soft with nostalgia.
taking a glance around, you take in the koi pond, the bonsai trees, the walls lined with memories of a man you've met before (but don't remember since you were super young) and whose shadow looms large in your life.
your heart thuds in your chest, not from fear, but from the weight of what you’re about to do.
you’re here for tory, your girlfriend, to plead her case, to make them see she’s not the villain they think she is.
if you needed to, you realize that this is where you might have to reveal a part of yourself you’ve kept hidden for years.
the miyagi-do students...miguel, sam, hawk, demetri, and a few others...stand in a loose semicircle, their faces a mix of curiosity and skepticism.
you’ve never been one of them, never joined a dojo, never worn a gi in public. to them, you’re just y/n pierce, the quiet girl who is tory's girlfriend, and who shows up at school but doesn't cause a scene unless your blonde girlfriend.
they don’t know you’ve been practicing karate since you were eight, that your mom, julie pierce, was a student of mr. miyagi, just like daniel larusso.
they don’t know how much you loved karate until it started tearing apart everyone you cared about.
“so, y/n,” miguel starts, crossing his arms, “why are you here? you’re not in cobra kai, and you’re definitely not one of us. is this about tory?”
you take a deep breath, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of your jacket.
“i’m here because tory’s not who you think she is. she’s been through hell...her mom just died, and she’s got no one. cobra kai’s all she has but she’s not a bad person. you guys don’t know her like i do.”
sam raises an eyebrow, her lips pursed.
“we don't hate her, y/n. we just don't understand. she was doing great but she regressed back to cobra kai. we don't know what to say.”
“if you're mad at her, please don't. i’m not asking you to forgive her either but,” you say, your voice steady despite the knot in your stomach, “i’m asking you to give her another chance. she’s hurting, and cobra kai’s making it worse. they’re using her pain, twisting it. if you’d just talk to her—”
“talk to her?” hawk interrupts, his mohawk catching the sunlight streaming through the dojo’s open doors.
“she’s cobra kai, y/n. she's always been.”
you open your mouth to respond, but a new voice cuts through the tension.
“y/n? what are you doing here?”
you turn to see daniel larusso standing at the edge of the dojo, his brow furrowed. he’s older than the last time you saw him, gray creeping into his hair, but his eyes are as sharp as ever.
“did you mom drop you off? I thought you stopped doing karate,” he says, stepping closer.
the air shifts. miguel, sam, and the others exchange confused glances. devin’s the first to speak, her voice laced with disbelief.
“wait, what? y/n does karate?”
daniel hesitates, realizing he’s let something slip. you sigh, knowing there’s no going back now.
“yeah,” you say, your voice quieter than you’d like.
“i’ve been doing karate since i was eight. my mom… she was a student of mr. miyagi’s, just like daniel.”
the dojo goes silent. kenny’s jaw drops, and miguel’s arms fall to his sides. hawk blinks, like he’s trying to process what you just said. even demetri, usually quick with a quip, looks speechless.
“your mom?” sam finally says turning to his step dad, “dad, why haven't you told us about this? we could've used--"
daniel rubs the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable while cutting off his older child.
“it wasn’t my story to tell, sam. julie...y/n’s mom...she wanted to keep it private. after mr. miyagi passed, she distanced herself from karate and i thought y/n did too.”
“hold up,” hawk says, stepping forward.
“you’ve been doing karate this whole time, and you never said anything? why keep it a secret?”
you swallow hard, the weight of their stares pressing down on you.
“because karate… it’s consumed all of you. look at what it’s done. cobra kai, miyagi-do, eagle fang or whatever... it’s all just fighting, hurting each other, tearing people apart. i loved karate once, but i’ve seen what it does when it takes over. it’s why i never joined a dojo. it’s why i stayed out of this. mr.miyagi used to tell my mother about the risks of this. ”
your voice cracks on the last word, and you hate how vulnerable you sound. you glance at the koi pond, wishing you could dive in and disappear.
suddenly, you hear a voice behind you, sharp and familiar, cutting through the quiet like a blade.
“you knew mr. miyagi?”
you freeze, your heart lurching.
slowly, you turn to see tory standing in the doorway, her blonde hair pulled back, her eyes wide with confusion and something else...betrayal.
she’s in her normal clothes, her fists clenched at her sides.
you didn’t even hear her come in.
little did you know, she was going to come and ask the miyagi-do's for forgiveness.
“tory,” you whisper, your throat tight.
“i’m sorry. i should’ve told you.”
tory's eyes narrow, searching your face.
“told me what, y/n? that you’ve been hiding this whole time? that you knew mr. miyagi? that your mom was part of this… this miyagi-do shit?”
you nod, stepping toward her, but she takes a step back.
“you know my mom... julie… she met mr. miyagi when she was a teenager. he taught her karate and helped her through some rough stuff. she knew daniel, too. i didn’t tell you because… because i didn’t want karate to ruin us. i saw what it did to everyone else.”
tory’s jaw tightens, her voice low and accusing.
“you knew karate this whole time. tae kwon do, whatever. you could’ve helped me, y/n. when i was struggling, when i needed someone...you could’ve been there. but you just watched me fall apart.”
“i’m sorry,” you say, your voice breaking. tears prick at your eyes, but you blink them back.
“i was scared, tory. i love karate, but i’ve seen how it destroys people. i didn’t want it to destroy you. or us.”
tory shakes her head, her expression cold.
“you should’ve trusted me, I guess you are just like everyone else and how they feel about me.” she turns and walks out, leaving you standing there, your heart in pieces.
sam steps forward, her voice gentle.
“y/n, we’re not gonna force you to join miyagi-do. if you don’t want to be part of this, that’s okay.”
you nod, barely hearing her.
“i don’t,” you say quietly.
“i don’t want any of this.”
later, you find yourself at tory’s apartment in reseda.
she’s not home, but you let yourself in with the spare key she gave you months ago. the place is a mess with dishes piled in the sink, clothes strewn across the floor, empty takeout containers on the counter.
it’s not like tory.
since her mom died, she hasn’t had the energy to keep things together, and it breaks your heart to see it.
you roll up your sleeves and get to work. you wash the dishes, putting the clean plates away and reorganize the fridge. you remind yourself to buy tory some water bottles and fresh produce later.
there is laundry in the dryer, hopefully clean. you fold the clothes, and put them in a clean basket. then, you scrub the kitchen counters until they shine.
you even light a candle you find tucked away in a drawer, its soft vanilla scent filling the small space.
it’s not much, but it’s something.
a way to show her you’re here, that you care.
hours pass, and you’re wiping down the coffee table when the door opens.
tory steps inside, her gym bag slung over her shoulder.
she freezes when she sees you, her eyes taking in the clean apartment, the candle, the way everything feels a little less heavy.
“y/n,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.
"what… what is this?”
you stand, wiping your hands on your jeans.
“i wanted to help. i know things have been hard, and i… i’m sorry, tory. for not telling you about my mom and her connection to the lsrusso's and mr. miyagi. i should’ve been honest.”
tory drops her bag, her shoulders slumping.
your girlfriend's eyes glisten with tears, and before you can say anything else, she’s crossing the room, collapsing into your arms.
she sobs, her body shaking against yours, and you hold her tightly, your own tears spilling over.
“i’m so sorry,” you murmur, stroking her hair.
“i love you, tory. i didn’t want to hurt you.”
she pulls back just enough to look at you, her eyes red and raw.
“i know,” she says with her voice hoarse, “i know you love me. i just… everything’s been so hard. my mom, cobra kai, all of it and then finding out you’ve been keeping this from me...it hurt, y/n.”
“i know,” you say, cupping her face.
“i was wrong. i thought i was protecting you, protecting us, but i was just scared. i promise i’ll be honest from now on. no more secrets.”
tory nods, another tear slipping down her cheek.
“i don’t know what to do,” she admits, her voice small.
“cobra kai’s all I have. kreese has been helping with getting sensai silver out of the dojo but everything is making me someone i don’t want to be.”
you brush the tear away with your thumb.
“you don’t need cobra kai. you’re stronger than they know, tory. and you’ve got me. always.”
she leans into your touch, closing her eyes.
“i love you,” she whispers.
“i love you too,” you say, pulling her close again. you hold her as she cries, her tears soaking into your shirt.
there’s so much pain to unpack, so much healing to do. but for now, in this moment, you’re here, and that’s enough.
y/n: Bro-
Miguel: No, no, hold up, rewind.
Miguel: My tongue was down in your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??
2.
S2! Miguel: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.
y/n: I would be happy if you stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.
S2! Miguel: I said within reason, y/n. How about I murder that guy? points to robby
y/n: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?
S2! Miguel: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?
3.
y/n: I fell—
Miguel: From heaven?
y/n: No, I literally fell—
Miguel: In love with me the moment you saw me?
y/n: MY ARM IS BROKEN!
Miguel: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.
4.
Hawk: I’m in love with you.
y/n: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.
Hawk: I know.
y/n: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-
5.
y/n: Remember, Hawk, don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Hawk: I think I crossed that line when I got a date.
6.
y/n: Fuck you.
Hawk: No u.
y/n: I'm down.
Hawk: You're like 2, what the fuck-
y/n: I AM NOT 2!
7.
Sam: Wow, they really hate us.
y/n: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic.
Sam: But we’re not gay, y/n.
y/n:
Sam:
y/n: We’re not?
8.
y/n: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.
Tory: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.
y/n: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??
Tory: Is it working?
9.
y/n, about Tory: I could fix them, but honestly whatever the hell is wrong with them is way funnier.
Sam: That's what any god probably thinks about me.
10.
Miguel: Unfollow me if you think the Earth is flat.
Tory: seriously pretends to be a flat-earther to antagonize the anti-flat-earther.
Sam: neutral but makes polls to start fights, "Is the Earth flat? Let's discuss!"
y/n: not a flat-earther but makes "the Earth may be flat but this ass ain't" jokes for viral tweets.
Hawk: actual flat-earther.
I LOVED THE CHAPSTICK CHALLENGE!!!😍 it was sooo good! do you think you can do one with sam?? if you're not comfortable writing that, then what about axel?? LOVE YOUR WRITING, KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK POOKS!!!<333
A/n: TYYY FOR UR SUPPORT AND REQUEST LOVELY ❤️🩹❤️🩹
You couldn’t help but grin as you fumbled with the small chapstick tube, its bright strawberry label catching the soft hotel room light. The Sekai Taikai had been intense, and downtime like this with Sam felt rare and precious. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, you glanced up at her, the competitive glint in her eyes softened by the gentle curve of her smile.
“What’s that look for?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Sam leaned back on her hands, her confidence radiating even in a relaxed posture.
You twirled the chapstick between your fingers, trying to suppress a smirk. “Oh, nothing. Just wondering if you’re ready to lose.”
She laughed, the sound warm and teasing. “Lose? At what? Applying lip balm?"
“Nope.” You leaned forward, uncapping the chapstick slowly. “It’s a taste test challenge. I put this on, and you have to guess the flavor. Simple.”
Sam’s eyes lit up, her competitive spirit kicking in. “And what happens if I guess wrong?”
You pretended to think for a moment. “Hmm… Maybe you owe me a favor.”
Her lips curled into a playful smile. “Deal. But what do I get if I win?”
“Your pick.”
Without another word, you applied the chapstick, making sure to coat your lips evenly. You looked up to see Sam watching you intently, her gaze fixed on your lips. She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a soft whisper. “Ready when you are.”
Your heart fluttered as she cupped your face gently, her thumb grazing your cheek. She didn’t hesitate, pressing her lips against yours in a soft, lingering kiss. When she pulled away, her eyes met yours, a mischievous twinkle in them. “Strawberry.”
You blinked, surprised. “How did you—?”
She leaned in again, her lips brushing your ear as she whispered, “I pay attention to you.”
Your face flushed, and you couldn’t help but smile. “Lucky guess.”
Sam grinned, sitting back with a playful glint in her eye. “Want to go another round? I like winning.”
You laughed, your fingers finding their way to the next chapstick tube. This one had a bright purple label. “Close your eyes,” you teased.
She raised an eyebrow but complied, her eyes fluttering shut. You applied the new flavor, feeling your heart flutter at the way Sam waited, completely trusting you. “Okay, go,” you whispered.
Sam didn’t need any more encouragement. She leaned in again, her lips meeting yours in a kiss that was gentle and thoughtful, like she was truly savoring the moment. When she pulled back, she licked her lips thoughtfully. “Grape?”
Your jaw dropped. “How…?”
She laughed, her eyes twinkling. “You always buy grape-flavored candy. Easy guess.”
You pouted. “Okay, this time, I’m picking something tricky.” You rummaged through the small collection of chapsticks, finally settling on a pale blue one. “Let’s see you get this one.”
Sam’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as she leaned in, her hands gently resting on your shoulders. Her kiss this time was slower, softer, like she was taking her time. When she finally pulled away, she smiled. “Vanilla mint.”
You groaned. “Are you some kind of chapstick expert?”
She shrugged, her smile widening. “Nope. I just know you really well.”
Warmth spread through your chest. You couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a surge of affection for her. “Alright, last one. And if you get it right, I’ll… I’ll do your laundry for a week.”
Sam laughed, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “Deal.”
You picked a wild card: coconut. Carefully applying it, you tried to hide your nerves. Sam leaned in, her eyes soft and warm as she kissed you again. This time, it felt less like a game and more like a moment shared between the two of you, sweet and simple. When she pulled back, she grinned. “Coconut.”
You stared at her, wide-eyed. “You’re impossible.”
Sam laughed, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into a hug. “Maybe, but it’s only because I pay attention to everything about you.”
You leaned into her, your heart full. “Okay, okay. You win.”
She smiled, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. “I think we both did.”
In that moment, with her arms around you and the world outside forgotten, you realized that winning didn’t matter. Being with her, in this playful, loving bubble, was the real prize.
