Thx I Loved The Robby X Tory Fic. It Was Great. I Was Wondering If Tory And Robby Would Bond Over The

thx i loved the robby x tory fic. it was great. i was wondering if tory and robby would bond over the fact that they both have bad father figure? don't worry if you don't have time :)

fuck father’s day. robby keene x tory nichols

summary 📣: above

warnings 🚫: swearing, a bit of angst

slater’s note 🗯: this is also rather short and i didn’t want to touch it because i liked the way it ended, but i have another robby x tory requests i’ll get to!

it was a nice day in the valley, the weather nice and warm with everyone out in the park and the local pool.

tory hated it, seeing happy families walked down the sidewalk hand in hand, smiles on their faces, practically mocking her as they walked by.

she rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her coke. this nice day in the valley wasn’t doing tory any favors for she sat alone at one of the many burger joints downtown.

“no trouble for today?”

tory looked up seeing robby standing over her. she quickly sat up, raising a brow at his not-so-funny joke.

“it’s too hot to cause any trouble,” she mumbled, going along with it anyways, “all these families are making me sick.”

robby smiled lightly, nodding to her answer before taking a seat across from her, “what you never get the good-good, self-heart warming feeling when seeing that shit?”

“nah,” tory shook her head, “makes me want to vomit.”

robby raised his eyebrow at the amount of disgust that filled her voice, “what’s wrong? your dad never buy you ice cream then take you for a walk in the park?”

“my dad was never around so,” tory shrugged, her phase completely blank and unbothered, “don’t know what that’s like.”

robby pursed his lips, glancing over to her, “yeah, sounds like we’ve had similar childhoods.”

tory looked to him, with a hopeful gleam in her eye, “you mean sensi lawrence wasn’t your hero growing up?” she smirked, trying to play off the sudden warm feeling that filled her chest out of the similarity revealed seconds ago.

he scoffed, thinking it was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard, “sensi lawerence wasn’t exactly present enough to be even considered a character.”

tory nodded, pressing her lips into a thin line, “i know what you mean, i don’t even remember much about my father.”

robby stayed silent intently staring at her as she seemed to shy away from his focused gaze, “sometimes i really wonder about where he is, y’know? i mean i just- never really had anyone there for me, so i wonder if he would’ve been that person.”

it’s silent then and robby stared at her as he tries to think of something to say in reply, and if he was being honest, he couldn’t. robby never wanted his father because he knew exactly where he was, who he was, and that was a deadbeat dad living in some rundown apartment complex.

he could see how hurt tory was in the core of her eyes, and even as she kept a cool composure, he could see it was breaking her down through her eyes.

“i’ll be that person for you tory,” he whispered, setting his hand over hers, giving it a light squeeze, “i never really had someone either, but i’ll be that person for you.”

she glanced down at their hands, his still holding hers tightly before looking up to him with her mouth slightly ajar, but she smiled lightly, nodding.

“i’ll be your person, promise.”

hi! feel free to ignore this ask if you want but I'm genuinely curious as to what people find attractive about Hawk. I'm not really involved in the fandom and I think he's a good character but I'm a little lost on his fanbase specifically (maybe it's because I'm a lesbian? idk). also I'm sorry if this comes off as rude that's totally not my intention, I have so much respect for all writers and from your content I figured you'd be able to answer my question. have a great day :)

hi omg. i think this is a great ask so thanks for doing so! i totally understand and i think why most of us find him attractive is because of how aggressive he is and that strangely has an appeal lol. i genuinely think jacob bertrand is attractive himself but idk!

anyways hope this has some clarity but if any of my followers would like to add on, go ahead haha

cobra kai headcanons

“ let’s go, hot wheels ”

cobra kai boys dating a dancer includes

cobra kai boys reaction to their s/o singing

what cobra kai boys do on valentine’s day

what cobra kai boys are like as older brothers

hi again! i'm the one who requested the miguel imagine and yes, i meant 2 and 6 :) i loved it so much, thank you!! <3

okay so glad! 😭 i’m happy you liked it

ugh im so stupid sorry i just left a request for hawk with prompts 22,24, and 30 but i forgot to say from the fluff section:) sorry im a dumbass

it never snowed in new york. eli moskowitz x reader

summary 📣: in which eli has had a crush on reader since their freshman year and can’t seem to suppress those feelings anymore when they bubble up after a day of you slightly “pulling at his heart strings”

warning/s 🚫: swearing and fluff (and low key rushed)

slater’s note 🦎: i forgot to post this oops

“are you wearing my sweatshirt?”

you turned around abruptly, slightly shocked at the sudden interruption of the silence. eli wore a confused look, his eyebrows slightly knitted together as he analyzed the familiar red hoodie hugged around your body. 

you slightly laughed nervously, confused by his reaction and facial features that seemed as if he was mad, but confused. his eyes wouldn’t leave the fabric, like he was also stunned. 

“yeah,” you laughed lightly again, “it is, i was hoping you wouldn’t have minded-”

“no, no, not at all,” he said quickly, his eyes finally meeting yours, shaking himself for whatever trance he was stuck in at that moment, a smirk soon filling his face, “looks good on you.” 

you smiled in return, now fully turning around from the homework you had been doing before eli had entered the room, fresh out of the showered with blow dried hair, the mohawk no longer tainting his hair like usual, but now more relaxed as it was laying flatly on his head. 

this was a rare occurrence, seeing eli without the mohawk, and when it happened, you made sure to always soak it up, usually going out of your way to twirl your fingers through the soft strands, and although at first he was against it, swatting your hands away or glaring, he now gave into the relaxing and comforting patterns of your fingers that swung around strands of his red hair. 

“you finish your homework yet?” he broke away from the doorway, making his way through his room while you turned back to your chem book, shaking your head. 

“no.” “i said you could’ve just copied off of mine.”

“yeah, but that’s cheating.”

“so?” “i wanna understand this shit, not just copy and move along.”

“y/n, you’re stupid,” he turned to face you, dumbfounded, “you used to copy off me and demetri all the time freshman year.”

“yeah, but that’s when i understood but was just too lazy to do the work.”

he squinted at you, “sure,” and then turned back to do whatever he was doing. 

you bit your lip, listening to him rummage through his drawers while you also had your back to him, trying to continue on with your chem homework, but couldn’t find any motivation to do so. 

he had finally stopped before tossing something your way, landing onto the spot right next to you on his bed, you glanced over to object, a snow globe, the white plastic snow flowing over to the bottom of it’s side. 

you narrowed your brows, looking up at him with a quirked brow. he made his way over to you before hopping onto the bed across from you, grabbing onto the rather large object. 

“from my trip to new york last summer, forgot to give it to you,” he mumbled, examining it, his eyes tracing over the round glass that held in all the water and fake snow and replicas of famous building in new york, “my mom thought you’d like it.” 

you smiled, taking the object from his hands before shaking it, watching the white glitter and spect of white plastic fly and swirl around the globe, slowly falling back to the bottom.

“you know it never snowed it the city while we were there, kind of disappointed about it still but-“

“thank you,” you leaned forward, pressing your lips on the side of his face, interrupting his low rambles.

eli’s cheeks grew red and eyes slightly expanded in surprise. he tried his best to keep his emotions under control, trying to not let freshman eli who had a major crush on your freak out too much, but he couldn’t suppress the color in his face that slightly began to match his hair.

you leaned back, calmly examining the snow globe and watching it with fascination and admiration as eli stared straight forward, slightly still shocked and taken back.

“y/n?”

“hm?”

“what are we?”

you looked up from the snow globe, taken back by the sudden abruptness, his tone was dull and straightforward will his eyes were landed on his bedsheets, cheeks still red.

“huh?”

“i mean,” he licked his lips, looking up to you, “y/n i like you, i’ve liked you for a long time, but i don’t know if you know that because you’ve talking to jack but now...”

you smiled lightly, trying to suppress it as he still held a serious expression.

“now i don’t know.”

“eli.”

“what?”

“eli,” you repeated, leaning forward once again, your hand reaching to grip the back of his neck, your smile now letting loose, “it’s you.”

“huh?”

you lightly scoffed in a playful, sweet way, like he should’ve known this, “it always has been, eli.” 

“what?”

you laughed lightly, pressing your lips onto his. you still smiled as you kissed him, finding the whole situation amusing for some odd reason and he didn’t understand but he wrapped his arm around your waist, his hand gripping the material of his sweatshirt that you still had on.

you pulled away, a smile still on your face as he was still lost as could be.

“i like you, dumbass,” you whispered, lips still close to his. “i’ve always liked you, not jack eisenba, you.”

his lips formed into a opened mouth smile, as if slightly shocked that you were uttering those words right in front of him, and it wasn’t just a dream.

“well, that’s good to know...”

you rolled your eyes, pulling him deeper onto his bed so you were closer and more comfortable, your chest pressed against his as you now layed atop of him, your hands reaching for his hair, tangling fingers within the red mess.

“your hair is really soft.” 

he hummed, his arms reaching around you, tightly wrapping you closer to him, his chin was pressed on the top of your head while your hands were looped around his neck, one fiddling with the long strands of hair that fell low.

“so, you wanna copy my chem homework now?”

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