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

can i request number 2/6 (comedic) for miguel diaz? i'm so obsessed with your writing 😭

calm down. miguel diaz x reader

summary 📣: in which miguel show’s up to reader’s home drunk 

warnings 🚫: swearing? and drinking

slater’s note 🗯: hi dovey, thank you ily! also i hope you meant 2 (my pulse is erratic) and 6 (it’s three in the morning) and not 26 but if you did, inbox me again, again thank you :)

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the loud sound of your ringer echoed throughout your dark, quiet, subtle bedroom. 

it had taken you awhile to process what was happening. all strange, just the general atmosphere gave you an off-putting mind space until you really sobered up to realize that the ringing noise was your phone. 

you hopped up quickly, skipping over the piles of dirty clothes that littered your room just to reach your phone, hoping that it wouldn’t disturb the rest of the silent, sleeping house as it did you. 

“hello?” 

you squinted in the dark, your throat stinging of morning breath and general sound coming from your hoarse throat. 

“y/n?” you heard the voice of miguel say your name as if he was surprised, but by what you wondered since he was the one that called you, “you just wake up?”

you narrowed your brows, looking around the room as if checking whether if were actually supposed to be up, but considered the moon still highlighted the very much dark sky and no sun shone through your open open curtain windows, there’d be no reason for you to be up. 

well, unless your very psychotic boyfriend called you at a very unreasonable time. 

“it’s three in the morning,” you groaned, “did you just wake up?”

“no, of course not, i’ve been up for hours.”

you shifted on your feet, making your way to your desk to turn on your lamp, mumbling, “of course you have.”

“look, i’m at your house right now.”

“what?” you paused, your hand still on the switch of your small desk lamp before rushing over to one of your windows, searching the lighten streets before meeting his slender figure, waving at you from below. 

“miguel, are you crazy?”

“hey, no, this’ll be great,” you watched him press the phone between his shoulder and cheek, beginning to go through a brown paper bag he had in his other hand, “i brought booze and-and before you interrupt me, i brought water, because- incase we need to sober up.” you watched him pull out a six pack of cheap light tiered beer as he rambled on, struggling to keep his phone between his cheek and shoulder. 

“miguel, how much have you drank already?”

“i-i-i,” he struggled even more, now looking up to you in the window, pausing and then saying, “you know what, doesn't matter, what does matter is you pull me up into your window because uh-i-uh don’t remember how.” 

you exhaled, allowing a soft laugh to be thrown out your throat, “miguel, this is such a bad idea.”

“yeah-yeah, but y’know i just- i just-” his sentence ends up dying into him blowing a raspberry, shaking his head. 

you hung up your phone, shaking your head while a knowing soft smile played out on your lips. you could get into so much trouble, especially knowing your dad and the way he took thing way out of proportion.

but despite all the scenarios of how this situation could play out and them all getting caught and in trouble with miguel banned from your house, you still slid up your window, peering down at the smiling boy. 

“ah, my lady awaits,” he grinned harder, lifting up his arm swiftly before hurrying over to the tree that was planted by your window. 

you watched him quickly climb up to the end where it split up higher, one of his hands still holding the bag of alcohol and water, staring over to you. you smiled, shaking your head at the stupid, ridiculous smile that filled his before reaching out your arm for his. 

miguel hopped onto the side slanting roof before holding onto your forearm, but before you pulled him into your room, he dropped the bag, both of your necks craning quickly to see it tumble down the roof and onto the grass with a loud ‘thump’. 

it sounded as if the tin cans had exploded, the sounds of violent fizzing filling your ears, making you cringe. the chances of being caught were increasing just by the minute. 

he giggled as you pulled him into your room, your jaw clenched as you tried to shush him. 

“calm down, cowgirl,” he grinned, grabbing onto your waist before hoisting you up over his shoulder. 

“miguel!” you whispered loudly, trying not to break into any higher tone, “miguel, stop, put me down!”

“if you say so,” he threw you on your bed before jumping on top of you, his elbows reaching both sides of your face. 

your face burned as his hot, alcohol smelling breath fanned on to the surface of your face. you tried to study his face as a way to calm down, your eyes flicking from his cheeks to eyes to jaw to anything and everything that layered out as his face. 

it didn’t help, you could only feel your heart rate increase as you begun to realize more and more of what position you were in, his chest pushed against yours, his nose almost touching your nose, his legs tangled with your legs. and heat, piling up on top of every inch of your body. 

“calm down,” he whispered. 

“my pulse is erratic,” you said flatly, eyes wide staring into his own. he was calmer now, eyes no longer crinkled with happiness and amusement, but relaxed upon the comfort of his body pressed against yours. 

but he shook it off quickly, grinning, shaking his head before rolling off of you, “you really need to live more, y/n.”

Hey!💕 Do you write for Demetri from Cobra Kai?

no, i’m sorry!

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

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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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