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magewritesstories · 1 year

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Miguel Diaz // Post Break-Up Kisses

I just had an idea and ran with it lol. I got kinda carried away but oh well, Miguel deserves all the love haha. It’s mostly angst but it has a happy ending. I hope y’all like it ‘cause I had a lot of fun writing it

Miguel didn't like it. He didn't like the way Robby's arm seemed to fit around your shoulders perfectly. He didn't like the way Tory laughed and buried her head in your shoulder every time Robby told the two of you a joke. He didn't like the fact that you were sitting there, on a table with them instead of him. No, Miguel didn't like this at all.

He watched as you spun an empty bottle of diet coke, grinning at Robby, who was still recovering from shoving three chilli peppers into his mouth. The bottle seemed to take its time, it kept spinning for a few seconds before finally landing on you.

"Truth or Dare?"

"Well, dare, obviously,"

Tory looked around the room, trying to find a suitable dare after you'd told her to do three cartwheels in the middle of the lounge. Finally, her eyes locked with Sam's. The sinister grin that found its way onto Tory's face made his stomach drop. Something was about to go horribly wrong...

Tory smirked; "I have the perfect dare," You gave her a confused look, something about her tone was off. "I dare you to sing a song of my choosing." Miguel looked at the small karaoke stand next to their table, what was she planning?

"what, no— I... that's embarrassing," you protested, “that’s embarrassing!” Tory just shrugged, “I’ll do it with you.” Miguel watched you give Tory a look before sighing and agreeing in defeat; “I guess a dare’s a dare…” Tory quickly whispered something in Robby’s ear, something that made him grin like a maniac.

The three of you stood up, and while you and Tory walked towards the karaoke stand, Robby made his way to the bartender. Soon enough the mics were connected and music started playing. Miguel saw you say something to Tory and her agreeing.

“Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did” “Ha, time for a little revenge”

“The story starts when it was hot and it was summer And, I had it all I had him right there where I wanted him She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause She took him faster than you could say sabotage”

“I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it I underestimated just who I was dealing with She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum She underestimated just who she was stealing from”

Miguel watched in fascination as you and Tory stood on the small foundation that could barely be called a stage. You were rolling your eyes at Tory’s song choice, the blonde just laughed as she sang along to the song. Miguel listened to the lyrics, thinking back to the evening of Moon’s summer party. The evening he lost you.

“Miguel, look!” You said as the two of you walked down the street towards Moon’s house. It was warm outside for 8 pm, the stars were starting to show and there was a light cold breeze.

Miguel watched you as you walked in front of him, pulling him along with your hands, you pointed to the bright constellation of stars. “That’s Taurus,” You said happily pointing to a cluster of stars, “That’s your zodiac.” Miguel laughed at you, “You don’t actually believe in that, right?”

You stopped in your tracks, crossing your arms with a huff, “Rude,” you said, staring at your boyfriend, “I happen to check my horoscope every week.” Miguel rolled his eyes, “Oh, and what’s so believable about a bunch of stars telling you your personality?” Truth be told; Miguel didn’t care if you believed in it all, but seeing you get so worked up about it made him laugh.

“Well, how about…” You put your hand under your chin, to show you were thinking about it, “Oh, I know, according to our zodiac’s we’re extremely compatible!” Miguel grinned and pulled you closer by your belt loops, putting a hand under your chin, “I don’t need the stars to tell me that,” He leaned in and kissed you, you quickly kissed him back resting your arms on his shoulders. The two of you pulled away, but he kept you in place, moving his hands to your waist he put his forehead against yours.

“Hey, lovebirds!” Hawk shouted from the entrance, “Are you gonna come in or should I send your drinks outside?!”

The two of you pulled away, rolling your eyes at him. “We’re coming, we’re coming,” Miguel replied, lacing his fingers in yours and pulling you along with him to the door. “Finally, took you long enough,” Hawk says moving away front the door, “The party started an hour ago.” You grinned at him, “The party doesn’t start until I arrive,” You said smugly, “Tell that to Larusso and Nichols who are holding a drinking battle outside,” Hawk replied laughing.

You moved away from Miguel to greet Moon and her girlfriend while he went to get the two of you some drinks. You walked around the party, your eyes falling onto Demetri and Hawk, shyly discussing Doctor Who, you smiled– maybe there was hope for those two– The peaceful moment was quickly interrupted by loud cheers. Your eyes moved towards the pool where Tory and Sam were in fact having a drinking battle.

“Tory!” You shouted, waving to your friend as you made your way through the crowd. She just grinned back at you, “Hey, [Y/N/N] you’re just in time to watch me destroy this loser!” Sam scoffed, gulping down her drink, “You wish, Nichols!” Tory smiled, “Sorry, Princess, you can’t win this by demanding it from Mommy and Daddy.”

You rolled your eyes, of course you knew about what had happened at the beach house and why Tory disliked Sam, but you didn’t want your friend hurting herself, “Tory, how many drinks have you had?” you asked looking at her, the blonde shrugged; “I dunno like four… maybe six?”

“She’s had nine,” Robby said from next to you, “Sam’s had eight.” You went to pull Tory down, but Miguel– who’d appeared next to you– stopped you, shaking his head, “Let them do it, it’ll get them over the dumb feud,” You wanted to protest but before you could say anything both girl fell from the chairs.

Robby quickly rushed over to catch Sam, and Miguel caught Tory, “Bath–...Bathroom,” Tory managed to get out, before covering her mouth with her hand. You understood and grabbed her hands, signalling to Miguel that you would meet him later.

You pulled your friend to Moon’s nearest bathroom, leaving your boyfriend and his ex alone by the pool.

Miguel watched you walk away, and looked down at the two cups beside him, I guess those have to wait… He decided to sit down next to Aisha and make some small talk while he waited for you. After a while, when you still hadn’t shown up, he stood up, said goodbye to Aisha and went inside to look for you.

He walked around the main hall, and then went outside to the nearly empty pool area. The party had started to die down, or everybody had made their way to the front lawn. HE sighed, the two of you had decided to skip on date night for this, and now the entire night had gone by and you two hadn’t talked since Hawk interrupted you little moment on the front porch.

“Hey…”

Miguel turned around at the all too familiar voice, “Hey, Sam?” “Miguel, I wanted to talk…” Sam said softly. Miguel thought about it, he couldn’t find you and he didn’t feel like going back inside. “Sure, what about?” She took a step closer to him, fiddling with the ends of her sweater. “About the break-up,” she took another step, they were now standing toe-to-toe. Miguel knew he should take a step back– No, he needed to walk away as soon as she said that sentence– but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

“We shouldn't have done it,” Sam said, looking up at him with big brown doe-eyes. Miguel's breath hitched, for a second it felt like his heart had stopped. “We could’ve worked through it, it was a misunderstanding,” Sam said, Miguel stayed silent. “We can still work through it…?” Miguel felt like there was a question mark at the end of that sentence. And really he didn’t know the answer.

“Sam…” Miguel said he didn’t know how to finish that sentence, “I don’t… I don’t know…” Sam seemed to take this as a sign that there was still a part of him that wanted her back. And she took a leap of faith and kissed him. Miguel froze. He knew he should push her away, but again he couldn’t. The memory of their first date, of Senõr Octopus, flashed in his head, and he did the unthinkable. He kissed her back.

It was a brief moment, one that was soon interrupted by the sound of police sirens. The two pulled away quickly, looking at each other for a second, before Miguel took a step back, then two, and the three. He turned on his heels and ran without another word. He doesn’t quite remember what happened after that, except for the sound of police sirens; the look on your face from behind the window, a clear sign you’d seen everything; and him running down three streets chasing after you.

“Miguel!”

The brunette looked away from you still standing on the stage, although it seemed like the song was about to end. “Where did you go, man?” Hawk asks, laughing at his best friend. Demetri was gone, probably getting drinks for them. And Sam was having a one-sided staring contest with the two girls now walking off of the stage.

Tory high-fived Robby, as you laughed, giving her a light shove. The three of you returned to your table, the one that was only two tables away from theirs. Hawk followed his gaze, “Oh,” he said in realisation, “That’s where you went…” Same seemed to snap out of her daze, giving him a look. “I’ll be back,” Miguel said, standing up, “Miguel?” Sam said, hoping he would stay at the table, but no, the brunet was determined to set things straight.

He made his way over to your table, where you’d made yourself comfortable in the booth with a virgin mojito in hand and Tory’s head placed on your shoulder.

“Can we talk?”

“Hello to you too, Miguel.”

You looked up at him, and took a sip of your drink. “Hey,” he replied impatiently, “Can we talk?” You shrugged, “Sure, what do you wanna talk about?” Miguel’s eyes went from Tory to Robby and then back to you, “Alone.” Before you could reply Robby interrupted, “Anything you wanna say in private you can say in front of us,” Robby said, placing a protective arm over your shoulder.

But Miguel didn’t care about what he said, he continued to look at you, waiting for your answer. You looked at your friend and then at the mojito in your hand. “Fine, you have five minutes,” You gave in, standing up.

Miguel grinned, “Don’t make that face,” you said, walking with him, “It’s just five minutes.”

The two of you made your way out of the lounge, away from the people and stench of alcohol. You crossed your arms, trying to warm yourself with friction. You rubbed your hands on your arms. Miguel smiled, you were wearing a knee length red sundress. He remembered it well, you’d gotten it as a christmas present from your grandparents and you’d said you couldn’t wait until it was summer to wear it.

“Well, are you going to say anything?” You said, “Or are you planning to stare at me for five minutes?” Miguel nodded, “I just wanted to talk about what happened at the party,” You rolled your eyes, “You mean the party where you decided to kiss your ex that you convinced me you were completely, 100 percent over?” Miguel winced at your tone, but he knew he deserved it.

“I– I don’t have an excuse for what happened–”

“Good, I wasn’t planning on accepting one.”

“I just wanted to apologise–”

“I think I got that after you sent me 50 messages and 20 missed calls.”

You were clearly still mad about it, understandably. You continued rubbing your arms and tapped your foot as a sign of impatience. Miguel took off his jacket and held it out to you. You eyed it before taking it from him, “I’m only taking it because it goes with the outfit,” You said, putting on the black denim jacket. Miguel laughed, “Of course,” he said nodding gravely, with a grin placed on his face.

“Is that all you wanted to say?” You asked, pulling the jacket over your body like an English teacher. Miguel’s face went back to serious, “I miss you.” You seemed taken aback by the comment. You’d expected a lot of things when you walked out the lounge; apologies, excuses, maybe even some tears, but you hadn’t expected him to say those words outright.

“I miss you, and I was stupid, and I made a horrible mistake, and I shouldn't have kissed Sam, and I’m sorry and I want you back and… and…” He stopped not really knowing how to continue.

You looked at him scanning his face, taking a step closer to him, you sighed, you would be lying if you said you hadn’t missed him as well. “I missed you too,” You said, and a happy expression crossed his face but you were quick to shut it down, “But you were wrong and I don’t forgive you.”

“What can I do to make you forgive me?” He asked, pleading eyes, he would’ve done anything in that moment anything you’d asked of him. “I don’t know Miguel,” You said shaking your head, “You hurt me and I– I don’t know if I can forgive you yet…” “Please I’ll do anything, I want you to forgive me,” He took a step closer to you, but you turned your head away from him. Hoping the action would somehow stop the tear welling up in your eyes from falling.

“I don’t know okay, I just– I just don’t trust you anymore,” You said wiping away the tears that had started to fall, “I don’t know if any of it was real, I–” “Of course it was real,” Miguel said, holding onto you, his hand placed on your arms, “All of it was real,” he said leaning down looking at you, “Kissing Sam was a mistake, I realised that as soon as it happened.” You shook your head, “No– No,” you said, “You shouldn't need to kiss her to realise you like me,” you looked into his eyes, big brown beautiful eyes, “You– You should’ve known it before, if… if it takes you kissing another girl to realise you like me, I’d rather you not like me at all.”

Miguel shook his head, "No, don't say that," He said grabbing your arms softly. He leaned down, trying to make eye contact, “Please... Don’t say that.”

The two of you stood there for a second, both of you unsure of what to do next. Miguel let his hands fall into your and leaned down. You two stood there for a few seconds, taking in each other.

“I’m sorry... for everything.”

“I know.”

You were the one to pull away first. The two of you stared into each others eyes. Oh they were so comforting... Taken in by the moment Miguel leaned in and so did you.

You stood there, standing on you tip-toes hands in his hair, his arms wrapped around your waist, lips colliding feverishly. And for the first time in months, everything felt right.

Miguel was the one who pulled away first; eyes wide, cheshire cat grin on his face, hair even more messed up than it already was. You stared at him, lips a little open from shock, lipstick a little smudged and a few forgotten tears still falling down your face.

He placed his hands on your face, wiping away the tears that were still falling and you mirrored actions, a small giggle escaped your lips as the two of you stood there hands on each other’s faces both looking like messes.

At first Miguel gave you a weird look before he started laughing as well. And just like that the two of you were laughing in each others arms, and all the tension that had built up in the last two months was gone.

“I missed you, so much,” Miguel repeated, this time thourgh laughs instead of tears. And all of a sudded you remembered why you loved being with him so much, why you loved him so much. Being with him was simple, easy, it felt right.

You laughed into his chest, as a grin split onto your face. When was the last time you’d laughed like this? Miguel pulled away, grabbing your face again and placing a kiss on your lips.

You gave him a smile, a genuine one, and took a step back. “We should probably go back inside,” You say turning around, trying– and failing– to compose yourself.

Miguel grabbed your hand from behind and twirled you around, “Wait!” he said, “Let’s do this properly.” You tilt your head slightly to the right, and scrunch your eyebrows together in confusion.

“Let’s go on a date,” He suggests, “You, me, milkshakes at Denny this Saturday,” took a step towards her, “Like we used to do.”

You think about it for a second, were you ready to forgive him? One look at unsure smile on his face and you know the answer.

“Okay,” You say, smiling widely at him, and without another word you turn back around pushing the doors to the lounge open, Miguel following closely behind you.

word count: 2989 (yeah, I got carried away lol)

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perfectlywrongformend3s · 2 years

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Fingers Crossed-Miguel Diaz

A/n: All right Miguel is my favorite character from the show even though I do like other ones, but he's my first favorite. Anyway I honestly just thought of this idea from listening to this song. So I hope you enjoy it, and I also hope it's not confusing. If it is, let me know and I'll do some editing.

Song: Fingers Crossed

Written: Lauren Spencer-Smith

-Samantha

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'Introduced me to your family, Watched my favorite shows on your TV, Made me breakfast in the mornin', When I got home from work'

I was walking hand and hand with Miguel to go over to his house. I was super nervous to meet his mom and grandmother even though he told me that his mom would love me and his grandmother already adores me.

" Babe, you all right?" he asked

I turned to him and smiled. " Yeah, I'm great."

He didn't look at all convinced, but went with it. He gave my hand a squeeze when we were getting closer to his house. I took a breath before he opened the door of his house.

" Mom, I'm home. I brought over Y/n." he announced

All I could do was stand by the door which made Miguel chuckle before pulling me gently over to his mother. She gave me a smile. " Oh my. You're so beautiful. I'm so glad Miguel found someone like you." She gushed

I let out a small giggle at Miguel's face due to what his mother said. " Thank you Ms. Diaz. Miguel is so wonderful. You've raised him to be a perfect gentleman." I said

She smiled and looked over at him before back over to me. " Oh, honey, just call me Carmen."

I just nodded, I was about to ask where Mrs. Diaz was, but she came over and smiled. She then patted Miguel on the arm and said, " Elegiste uno bueno Miggy."

Miguel just smiled and looked over at me. She then came over to me, and stated..." Eres preciosa."

I smiled and told her " Gracias"

Miguel then told them..." Well we're going to go to my room."

They smiled and Carmen said..." Be safe Miggy and the door stays open."

All he did was pull me away from them. I just laughed at how red he got. We both then got comfy on his bed with his laptop to watch y/f/s.

'Makin' plans to travel 'round the world, Said we'd always put each other first, Old love songs we used to play to funny, now I hate you'

I was sitting at home thinking of all the plans Miguel missed. We were supposed to go to the movies tonight, but he called and said something came up. I couldn't respond to him because I didn't know what to say. I just want to go out with my boyfriend, but I don't even think we're together anymore. I mean we're not physically broken up, but I feel like we should be. All I could think of was hating him and hating this whole relationship.

'Shoulda paid attention to my friends, Tellin' me how bad it's gonna end, Always giving' their opinions, Now I wish I would have listened'

"I told you he was gonna go back to that bitch Sam." Tory said

I could feel my eyes get watery. I then felt a warm arm wrap around me. I could tell it was Robby due to his cologne he wears.

"We're here for you Y/n/n. We won't let him near you okay. We promise." he said

I saw Tory nod her head and then she wrapped her arm around my waist from the other side. I'm so happy to be in my best friend's arms. " Thanks guys. I don't know what I would die without you."

They both let out a chuckle. " You probably wouldn't survive one minute." Tory said

I let out a small laugh which made them both smile. I then just spent the rest of the day curled up next to them.

'I could say I'm sorry, but I'm not, You don't deserve the one thing that you lost'

I was watching Miguel and Sam from inside my car practicing their karate. I really wish I could apologize for whatever made him want to cheat, but Tory told me that there's nothing I should be sorry for.

Miguel's POV

I saw Y/n's car out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't help, but feel bad for the things I'm doing. I just never got over Sam and it was probably a mistake to cheat and not break up with her. " Sam, one second."

She looked over to see what my attention was on and grinned. " Just text her and say it's over."

I know I shouldn't have listened, but all I could think was Sam. Once I shot the text we got back to our sparring.

Your POV

I heard my phone ding and the words on my screen broke my heart. I didn't respond. All I did was throw my phone in the back seat and let out a frustrated scream. I then drove off to Tory's job just to be close with her, since I don't want to be alone right now.

'Now, I... Remember when you'd call me late a night, And I gave you my hours and advice just tryna fix you, And all you daddy issues, But now, I don't even miss you anymore'

I heard my phone ring, so I picked it up and smiled. " Hey Miggy."

I could tell he was smiling. " Hey babe."

I asked " So, what advice do you need this time?"

He let out a gasp. " How do you know I don't just want to hear your voice?"

I let out a giggle, " Cause Miggy, I know you."

" Okay you caught me. I just need some comfort tonight."

I sighed " Why? What happened? Did Kyler come at you again or did something happen with Johnny?"

He just chuckled. " Slow down Y/n. Breath, it's just that Johnny is working us so much that I'm physically tired all the time."

" Awe babe. Why not just have a sit down conversion with him and explain to him how it makes you feel. I don't want you to get too stressed out from doing too much."

He let out a sigh. " Thanks babe."

'So, I... I want all the tears back that I cried, All the hours spent given advice on how to write your songs, All you did was prove me wrong, When you said you love me, Well, you must've had your fingers crossed.'

All I could think about was helping Miguel with hours of karate moves. I helped him by telling him how to improve and he would always smile at me.

" Thanks babe."

I nodded and gave him a small side hug and he added a small kiss to the side of my head. " I love you. " he whispered in my right ear

I smiled and whispered in his left ear, " I love you too."

But now I know the truth he never really loved me I think. Was it all an act to make Sam jealous?

'(Oh-oh, oh-oh) Your fingers crossed, (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Your fingers crossed, (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Oh, when you said you loved me, Well, you must've had your fingers crossed.'

I was hanging out with Tory and Robby at the roller rink having a blast. I then thought I saw Miguel, but then when I looked again he was gone. I felt a hand make contact with my shoulder. " Y/n, you all right?" Tory asked

I turned to face them and smiled. " Yea, all good." I paused for a second before starting..." You know what I'm going to get closer."

They both looked shocked, but also supportive.

" Yes,You go girl. You tell him." Tory said

Robby just smiled, " Go get him and put him in his place."

I let out a soft chuckle while waving and headed for the door.

'Oh, I... I want all the tears back that I cried, All the hours spent giving advice on how to write your songs, All you did was prove me wrong, Wish you said you loved me, When you didn't have your fingers crossed.'

I was preparing to knock on Miguel's door when I heard another door open. I spun around to find Johnny. I gave him a friendly smile. He smiled back and walked over to his car.

" Hey, Don't be afraid, I know what he did was very wrong and he deserves what's coming to him, but you were my favorite out of all the girls he's gone out with." he said with a wink

I let out a small giggle, " Thanks Johnny." I smiled

He just nodded and went in his car. I took one last breath and then knocked on the door. It opened and he was standing right there. I gave him a small smile.

" Um...I just wanted you to know that I always loved you Miggy. I don't know about you, but that's how I feel and I don't think I can ever stop loving you. Miggy, I really wish you the best and really hope she makes you happy. That's basically all I wanted to say, so I guess see you around Miggy."

He opened his mouth, but then closed it and gave me a small sad smile. " See you around Y/n/n." he whispered

I gave him one more glance before heading to the direction I parked.

Miguel's POV

All I could do was watch her walk away. I know what I did was wrong and I wish I could take everything back, but I have to suffer the consequences. Once her car left my site I gently closed the door and put my head against it.

" Oh Miggy, everything will get better I promise." I heard my mom say. I then turned to lean into her warm embrace. " Thanks mom." I whispered into her shoulder

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I hope you all love this one. I know I do, I think it's definitely different and I'm proud of it. Again I really hope it's not confusing.

-Samantha

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ambcass · 3 months

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ᴊᴀɪᴍᴇ ʀᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴅɪᴀᴢ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

both at once? i wish. people seem like they enjoy my xolo content so... CREDS TO @swliz FOR BANNER!! (in my active era.)

🎧Jaime is the type of guy to have 2 relationships and a million failed talking stages. So he was happy when you two were finally official.

🎧Asks your friends about your favorite snacks, drinks, clothing brands, ect. so he can surprise you with them.

🎧Tries to find time to be around with you because his hero work is time consuming.

🎧He LOVES making DIY gifts for you. It saves him money and it makes you happy.

🎧100% THE SWEETEST BOY EVER!!

🎧Texts you at 1 am bc he cant sleep and he wants cuddles (you guys are nowhere close to each other.)

🎧DOES NOT like it when you're over at his place. Constant tease from family drives him crazy.

🎧Tried introducing the team to you.

🎧Didn't go well.

🎧He would not have your face as your contact photo because he was forced to match with you.

🎧Jealousy levels would range from 4-8, depending on who you're with.

🎧He tried teaching you Spanish (Caló dialect) but eventually gave up. (you couldn't roll your R's)

🎧GIVES THE BEST ADIVCE!!

♬This depends on which Miguel you're dating.

♬S2 Miguel doesn't fuck around with you hanging out with guys he doesn't like or know.

♬S5 Miguel gives out too much trust tbh but he still watches who you're with.

♬S2 Miguel tries acting like a thug. His "soft" side towards you is so different from how he usually acts.

♬His anger issues are really high. He tries to pick fights with everybody. But...he's such a baby in your arms when you guys are cuddling.

♬He's the type of guy to say "wsg mamas".

♬S5 is the opposite. He's more aware (?) of his surroundings.

♬Tbh I think he's more awkward in S5 than S2.

its late asf rn but i needa post smth.

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writtenapoiogy · 7 months

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smut = (✩)

fluff = (♥)

angst = (×)

jaime reyes

touch✩

patrol✩

miguel diaz

stretch✩

dreamin'✩

relief✩

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gemini-sensei · 7 months

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i’m in such a miguel phase so i’ll send so many rn, but imagine miguel fighting with lawrence!reader because he thinks she’s too ‘clingy’ and the reason him and sam are no longer together. pls i love grovelling and men apologising, so him just trying to win her back

Oh as soon as he calls her "clingy", she's so fone with him. And if he mentions what happened with Sam and even hints that it's her fault, she explodes.

"Do not say shit like that because its bullshit!" she shouts at him, getting in his face. She isn't going to let him get away with this. "I was fine before you came along so if you think I need you oh so bad, you're dead wrong. I don't need you."

He takes it, trying to act all big and strong.

"I see why Sam broke up with your ass," she scoffs and walks away. All he can do is watch her go. "Godforbid I try to help you through it."

In the mere days following the blowout, Miguel realizes he fucked up. He's miserable without her around, thinking that they were just friends but maybe things were deeper than that and he didn't realize it until now... he's lost without her around. It's made worse when he's with Sensei Lawrence - he father - and she's not around. It's a slap to the face.

Especially since Johnny is no help at all. He doesn't understand what happened and thinks his daughter is overreacting, so his advice isn't helpful. Miguel knows it's unhelpful and blocks it out but acts like he's listening.

She's doing great. She doesn't give Miguel a second thought as she hangs out with her friends. He sees it too. It's like everywhere he goes, there's something or someone around to remind him that she really doesn't need him around to be happy. There was a time before Miguel and there can be a time after him in her life too, and she wants him to know it.

When he comes apologizing to her, he practically exhausts the term "I'm sorry" to its limit. But it's not enough.

She's about the slam the door on his face when he drops onto his knees and begs for her forgiveness. "I'm so sorry, I mean it, Reader. I don't know what I was talking about when I called you clingy and blamed you for my break up-" he doesn't even say Sam's name because it isn't about her anymore and he's realized that, "-please, just give me another chance. I know I messed up and I should have treated you better. I will treat you better. I swear. Just please, please, please let me prove it to you."

Reader stares at him, arms crossed over her chest. She isn't going to let him off the hook so easily. "I wanna hear you say I'm the best person you know and that you're wrong and I'm right."

"You're the best person I know, hands down. No one is better than you. No one." He stares up at her, still on his knees, big brown eyes hoping this is enough. "And you're always right and I was wrong. I was so wrong and I'm so sorry."

She groans. "God, Miggy, stop apologizing. You sound like a broken record!"

"So you forgive me?"

She glares at him, then smirks. "Maybe."

He'll have to do a little bit more proving it to her before she fully accepts his many, plentiful apologizes, but begging her was a nice start.

#lawrence!reader #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz x chubby reader #miguel diaz headcanons #miguel diaz imagine #miguel diaz #angst #angst blurb #cobra kai #cobra kai blurb #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #cobra kai x plus size reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #gemini sensei

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cinnabon-enthusiast · 8 months

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Get to know me!

Hi! My name is Arielle and this is a little bit about me and my blog

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This is my first account on tumblr and I am still learning the ropes! I hope to start writing some stories about different characters soon, so make sure to leave some suggestions. Here are some characters I can write

Jaime Reyez - Blue Beetle (Xolo Maridueña)

Miguel Diaz - Cobra Kai (Xolo Maridueña)

Ethan Landry - Scream 6 (Jack Champion)

Wally Clark - School Spirits (Milo Manheim)

It’s not that much of a list right now 🥲 but I will add more characters in the future.

Things I will not tolerate on my blog.

Racism, Homophobia, Transphobia, Ableism. Anyone asking questions or prompts that make me uncomfortable will be blocked! :)

#new #writer #jaime reyes #scream 6 #blue beetle #miguel diaz #cobra kai #ethan landry #headcannons #angst #smut #x reader #jack champion #xolo maridueña #milo manheim #wally clark #school spirits

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may-moskowitz · 1 year

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May-Moskowitz’s Masterlist 🖤

Eli <3

Subby Eli Moskowitz headcanons ~ pt2

List of kinks Eli would have

Reader has chronic back pain

Reader gets stood up

Binary Boyfriends <3

Binary Bf’s before high school

General Binary Bf’s headcanons

First date and first kiss

Eli and Demetri having kids hcs

Ghostface!binary boyfriends <3

Pt 1

Discussions <3

Demetri has a size kink. He told me.

Eli’s thing for hair pulling

Ghostface!binary boyfriends

#eli hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz #hawk moskowitz #demetri alexopoulos #demetri cobra kai #miguel diaz #miguel cobra kai #sam larusso #samantha larusso #Sam larusso cobra Kai #cobra kai #cobra kai smut #smut #fluff #angst #may-moskowitz masterlist #masterlist

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amorphousgenderlesscryptid · 11 months

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Another Thirty Years

Inspired by the allvalley100 prompt of the same name.

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“Had lunch with Anthony yesterday.” Daniel put the clippers down on the grass for a moment to stretch out his back. Karate had kept him in shape for his age, but even so his bones weren’t what they used to be. “His boss’s made him head of a whole team for a new videogame the company’s making. He tried to explain it to me, something animation layering, but I only got every other word. You’d understand it, you always got Anthony’s work better than I do.”

Daniel leaned back to look at the little bush. He’d gotten all the deadheads, but it needed some shaping still. He picked up the clippers again and started snipping, still chatting away. “Sam said she’d come for dinner next week when she gets back into town. She’s seven months along now, can you believe it? Looks like she’s gonna pop with that big bump and how tiny she is. Miguel’s trying to talk her into not traveling so much till the baby comes, but you know Sam. They’re a pair of workaholics, her and Antonio both. You rubbed off on them that way.”

He brushed away the cut bits of leaf and stem and inspected his handiwork. “Maybe I should talk to her. Life is short, you know? Getting shorter all the time. Doesn’t hurt to slow down a little. Work’s not going anywhere, but we are someday.” He chuckled. “Listen to me, huh? I can hear you telling me not to be so ‘maudlin.’ You and your big words.”

Wincing a little with his aching bones, Daniel sat down to admire his handiwork, stretching his legs out in the grass between the two graves. The late afternoon sun dappled the pink petals of the rose blooms. He’d given Mr. Miyagi a bonsai – Terry got roses. Daniel’s wild Irish rose.

“I’m not in any rush,” he went on, “honest. I want to be around for Sam’s baby for as long as I can, and Anthony’s too if he ever gets around to having one, but – I’m pushing eighty-five. Who am I kidding, right?” He sighed. “And I miss you so damn much.”

Slowly, he pushed himself to his feet. With a small smile, he kissed his fingertips and pressed them to the top of Terry’s white marble headstone. “Happy thirtieth anniversary, babe. See you soon.”

#silverusso day #silverussoday #silverusso #terry silver #daniel larusso #samantha larusso #anthony larusso #miguel diaz #i'm sorry for posting angst on silverusso day #i've had this kicking around in my drafts for a while and wanted to finish it

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kingcbras · 10 months

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" get a grip on yourself , sensei. " part 2

Note: Daniel isn't in this part, its Miguel's and johnny's turn to have angst.

A week had passed since the tense encounter between Johnny Lawrence and Daniel LaRusso. The valley remained divided, tension simmering just below the surface. Miguel had grown increasingly restless, torn between his loyalty to Johnny and his growing admiration for the principles of Miyagi-Do.

One evening, after another exhausting training session at Miyagi-Do, Miguel found himself standing outside Johnny's apartment. He hesitated before knocking on the door, his heart pounding in his chest. The door swung open, revealing Johnny's weary expression

"Miguel? What are you doing here?"

Miguel swallowed nervously, his determination bolstering his resolve. He always hated him and sensei LaRusso continuously fighting, arguing what ever they did. It was time Miguel stood up and said something about it, Sam and Miguel planned this after the whole thing with the fight.

"Uh, Hey. Can we talk? I know you probably don't want to but this is . . . important. "

Johnny motioned for him to enter with his head , Miguel would walk in closing the door behind him and they settled into the living room. The silence hung heavy between them until Miguel broke it with shrugging his arms creating a slap when he puts it down from the air.

"S - Sensei , I know you don't trust Daniel. But I've been training with him, and he's - He's not like Kreese okay? . . . He genuinely wants to end this rivalry and help you become better person overall."

Johnny would chuckle, a small smile appeared but it was completely fake. His thoughts of Miguel leaving him from his rival haunted him all day long and now that Miguel said that he doesn't know how to feel. Miguel would wait for a response, Sighing softly and quietly knowing what his response might been since he knows johnny as well and a little more than Daniel because johnny told him A lot of stuff over the years.

"You're buying into his Miyagi-Do mumbo jumbo, huh? I thought you were smarter than that Diaz. Seriously, I told you ALL the stories and how I feel about him and his stupid karate. I'm surprised you even think its badass.''

Miguel met Johnny's gaze, his brown eyes sincere and unwavering.

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"I get it, Sensei. I'm not asking you to forget the past. But holding onto that anger... it's only hurting us."

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Johnny's jaw tightened, his emotions visibly battling within him. He took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as he leaned back against the couch.

"You've always got a way of Seein' things, Miguel . . . But this isn't some karate match. It's my life., and you don't know half the stuff of what is going on with me and him lately. It's best if you leave."

Miguel's voice remained steady, his eyes shining with emotion. A tear welled up, and he quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand. He met Johnny's gaze once more, his vulnerability laid bare.

"Get a grip on yourself, Sensei. You've changed, and - and ! you've changed my life. Please... consider what I'm saying.."

Johnny's gaze flickered back to Miguel, a complex swirl of emotions crossing his features. Miguel's unwavering belief, the sincerity in his voice, and the tear he had wiped away – they all struck a chord within Johnny, unraveling layers of stubborn resistance. Miguel stood up, his eyes locking onto Johnny's.

"Think about it, Johnny. For me. For us."

As Miguel turned and left the apartment, the room felt both emptier and fuller than before. The echoes of their conversation reverberated in Johnny's mind, stirring a mix of introspection and turmoil.

Johnny sat on the couch for a long moment, his gaze distant as he replayed their conversation in his mind. Slowly, he got up, his head still heavy with conflicting thoughts. He stepped outside, walking to the nearby store, his steps a little unsteady. He purchased a pack of Coors, his fingers tightening around the cold bottles.

Sitting on the curb, he opened a bottle and took a long swig. Memories, regrets, and hopes swirled in his mind as he stared at the darkening sky. He finished one bottle and then another, the alcohol providing a temporary escape from the storm within him.

The night air was cool, and the quiet of the moment gave Johnny a space to think. His head leaned back on the couch, his gaze fixated on the stars above. It was as if the universe held the answers he was seeking.

And then, as the echoes of Miguel's words resonated in his mind, a new determination flickered in Johnny's eyes. He crushed the empty bottles and got up, his steps steadier now. The weight of the decision he was about to make felt both daunting and liberating.

He also taught of what Miguel said about Daniel, but he tried to forget about what Daniel was talking about to Miguel and still tried to keep the hatred for him up with kreese. It was around 9pm now, 4 Hours has past after he said that, Johnny decides to run the streets under the influence breaking the law for the 100th time. He decided he would go to his apartment now and watch Rocky I. The anger he felt was clouded by the alcohol now but will soon be reflooded by the time he would wake up the next day for his training with his cobra students and Kreese the next day.

(this one was shorter because its 9pm almost 10pm TOMORROW IT WILL BE SUPER LONGER! will be on ao3 soon.)

SONG FOR THIS FIC PROMPT:

#lawrusso #fic prompt #angst #ao3 fanfic #johnny lawrence #miguel diaz #cobra kai #william zabka #ralph macchio #daniel larusso #miguel cobra kai #my fic #fiction #fic progress #fic promo

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dead-twink-detectives · 1 year

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Made a plus size page where I'll be writing characters x plus size OC's so please go check it out and follow me

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henryfoxlovebot · 1 month

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i’m 19, looking for +18 roleplay partners for a cobra kai roleplay!

i’m looking to write miguel against sam! bring me love triangles with robby (even open to including tory!), bring me family drama and complications, bring me rivalries!

*i’d also be open to shipping miguel and robby!

additionally, i’d really love someone to write johnny, i live for his relationship with miguel, it means a lot to me!! i’d be totally open to writing daniel for drama sake!!

bear in mind, i’ve only watched seasons 1-3, so i’m not looking for anything past that! i don’t want spoilers!

if you’re interested like or message me and we can transfer to discord!

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fandomonetwo · 10 months

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ain'tcha just the cutest — miguel diaz

▸summary: you have a phrase that you love to say to your boyfriend. miguel loves when you say it. win-win.

▸characters: miguel diaz, gn!reader

▸tw: fluff and sweet moments and cute stuff

▸a/n: uhhhhhhhhh personally i'm an angst girly but i need to expand my skills

IT IS A well known fact that Miguel is not a morning person. He is a bomb-sleeper. An earthquake could hit and he'd simply switch to the other side and continue dreaming.

This is the reason why you were awake, and he was not. Mind you, it was nine in the morning, but you had nothing to do, so you could kill a couple hours more.

You were not a strong sleeper. You were a lightweight, and once the slumber was gone, it was gone. It had happened a few times, but it was lessening recently, which you were thankful for. It just meant that you still got up early, sometimes at the crack of dawn.

It also meant that Miguel had his arms around you, restricting your options of escape as he snored delicately next to you. You wouldn't move for the world, but you had needs, and unfortunately, his arm was, in fact, pushing down on your bladder.

You tried slipping from his grip. He only tightened it and grumbled. You tried waking him up. He only cuddled more into you. You tried to wriggle out and forcibly remove his harm from around you. He simply slapped your hand away in his sleep and sighed as he placed back around you. It was futile. But it was cute.

But you really needed the bathroom.

So you resorted to an absolute manipulation strategy. You placed kiss after kiss after smooch after peck on his face until her eventually had to rub his eyes open. You took your chance, darting from his grasp before he could secure back to him. You chuckled lightly as you heard him whine into the pillow.

You came out of the bathroom finding him in exactly the same position he was in a couple of minutes ago, breathing deeply and half his head smushed in the pillow. You knelt next to the bed, brushing his very lovely hair away from his face. He grumbled again, grabbing your hand lazily and holding it to his chest.

You chuckled again, getting back into bed in a sitting up position so to be more comfortable as you played on your phone. You stroked his hair after freeing the hand he had grabbed.

"Ain'tcha just the cutest?" you mumbled under your breath. He nuzzled into your ribs, tickling you a little.

There was no reply, but that was the first time you said it.

The next time you said it, it was his birthday. You had wished him a happy birthday, and had given him his gift. It was a bracelet that he commanded you put on him immediately.

After the day went by, you paid him another visit, carrying a wicker basket with a blanket over the top. When you announced it was picnic time, he nearly tripped after trying to put on his best pants quickly.

Luckily, you managed to get to the grassy spot you had meditated on using a few hours ago without harm. He was fine, you were fine, everything was fine. You laughed through the afternoon, you kissing into the sunset, and you ate into the evening.

He must've been ravenous, because when you looked at him after taking a picture of the sunset on your phone, you burst out laughing. This boy had tomato sauce all over his face, and he still continued to devour the plate of spaghetti in front of him.

"Whatcha laughing at?" he asked, his words muffled because of the spaghetti. This only made you laugh harder, falling backwards as you clutched your sides. Poor guy was so confused when you started gasping for breath, looking at you with wide eyes.

When you sat back up, you grabbed a napkin from the basket, bringing it to his face. You held his face in one hand and wiped the sauce from the other. The previous exaggeration was not quite true. It was not all over his face. It was just gathered in the corners of his mouth, like a toddler. He waited patiently for you to finish bathing him, grinning at you when you halted.

You giggled, patting his face with the hand that was previously holding it. "Ain'tcha just the cutest?" His face lit up more than it did before, and his eyes could rivals lying saucers.

The most recent time you said it was when there was a rumour going around school about you. Something about you and your relationship history, which was actually over way before it began. But people loved to hold onto things that gave them a reason to poke their nose where it didn't belong.

So, you never let it bother you. Miguel was a little harder to persuade, but eventually, he left it alone. And it was a good decision. The rumour died down, the people lost interest, and you had a good day at school. Until you stepped into the cafeteria to see Miguel and another student tussling on the ground. The two boys were rolling around, and only did they separate when two teachers pushed past the masses of people and forcibly pulled them away from each other. Both were sent to the nurse, and you followed behind. They were sat on the two beds that were there.

You sighed as you stood in front of your boyfriend that had his head down to look at your feet. He was swinging his legs and cracking his knuckles and playing with his fingers.

"Look at me, please." Your voice was gentle and held room for negative response. But he'd never deny you anything, so he looked up at you. You sighed again.

His face wasn't as bad as the other guy's, but it was still roughed up. He was holding a tissue to his bleeding nose, his eye was a little red, he had a scratch on his cheekbone, and his knuckles were spotted like a dalmatian.

You took another tissue, wet it with your water bottle, and held it up to his scratch. You just cleaned it a little, and his twitched his eye a little. You heard the nurse and the other boy talking in the next room.

You finished cleaning the scratch before putting on a plain bandaid. You stroked his cheek.

"What did you hit him for?"

Miguel grumbled. "He was talking about you and the other guys, about how he was one of them and that he made you feel better than I do."

You frowned. You didn't even remember the other guy's face, how could he have—

Oh.

You scrunched up your nose. You'd forgotten about that.

"Miguel, he was a one night stand. Two years ago. We were at a party, and a little tipsy, and we did it." You leaned a little closer to his face. He met your eyes with his own. "I can assure you, I didn't even remember his face until now. How could he have made me feel good?"

He breathed out a laugh. "What about me?" He was blushing a little bit as he asked. "Do I make you feel good?"

You kissed his bandaid, holding his face in your hands, smushing it a little. "You make me feel best."

He grinned. He liked grinning. He had a good grin. "I make you feel best?"

"Yes, you do."

"Even though we don't..."

"Even though we don't."

"I love you lots, you know?"

That made you giggle. "I love you lots too." His eyes shone like stars when you said that, making you bump your noses together. "Ain'tcha just the cutest?"

"I am?"

"You are."

You kissed his bandaid again.

#cobra kai #miguel diaz #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz x gn!reader #fluff #cute #mclove #miguel diaz x you #miguel diaz imagine #oneshot #x reader

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fiendishfables · 1 month

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Blog Fandoms + Rules [UPDATED]

Hazbin Hotel

Alastor (Platonic Only)

Angel Dust (Platonic Only)

Charlie Morningstar

Vaggie

Lucifer Morningstar

Vox

Valentino

Velvette

Carmilla/Camillo

Adam

Lute

Cherri Bomb

Spiderverse (ITSV + ATSV)

Miguel O'Hara

Miles Morales

The Prowler

Gwen Stacy

Spider Noir

Hobie Brown

Pavitir Prabhakar

The Spot

Transformers

Bumblebee (Bayverse + TFP)

Optimus Prime (Bayverse + TFP)

Ratchet (Bayverse + TFP)

Soundwave (Bayverse + TFP)

(ROTB) Mirage (Bayverse)

Noah Diaz

Ironhide (Bayverse)

Crosshairs (Bayverse)

Hot Rod (Bayverse)

Knockout (TFP)

Ultra Magnus (TFP)

What I WON'T write:

Rape/Non-con

Specific race 'x readers' (ex: Black! reader / Hispanic! reader) (I want everybody to be able to access and intake my writing how they see fit; I love people of all backgrounds, but I refuse to separate writings for certain groups of people. We are all equal here)

What I WILL write:

x Reader (Male, Female, GN; I usually try to make most things GN but depends on the request!)

x OC (be as detailed as possible about your character if requesting' looks, personality, etc)

CC x CC

NSFW/Smut (18+)

Onshots

Blurbs

Head-cannons

Series' (specify if you would like your request possibly split into multiple parts; no guarantees but I will consider)

Abuse

Addiction

Self-harm

Hurt/Comfort

Angst

Romance

Gore

Extreme gore

Horror

Extreme horror

(There is a difference between extreme and regular topics. Please be mindful when requesting the prior mentioned)

NOTE: This is a temporary stand-in for an actual masterlist whilst I make one! These are the current fandoms I write for, keep in mind available characters and rules when requesting!

REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!!

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ambcass · 1 month

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ᴊᴀɪᴍᴇ ʀᴇʏᴇꜱ x ɢɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ|| ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

a/n: more jaime content!! reblogs are appreciated 💕

ᴛᴀɢꜱ: fluff, swearing??

Jaime Reyes! making sure you're alright. Texting and asking if you have eaten yet or just checking up on you whenever he can. He also makes sure that you're comfortable and he KNOWS when you're uncomfortable.

The two were on an amusement park date and Jaime pointed out that there was this really scary rollercoaster he wanted to ride with you. He asked you if you wanted to ride with him, hesitant you were but you didn´t want to seem like a pussy. "U-uhm..." you started to sweat as the thought of going on a really high rollercoaster. "Sure!...Why not" You awkwardly smiled. As you were going to line up, Jaime held your hand and led you somewhere else. "Let's go somewhere else, how about you go to the gift store to relax. Okay?"

Jaime Reyes! plans movie nights for both Reader and him. He picks out any movie he thinks you find interesting in

Jaime Reyes! being dragged into any fandom you're in and willingly researching the game/show you're into. He would try to surprise you with merch of your favorite character.

"Mi vida, look what I bought you" he coos as he walks in the room with a vibrant T-shirt of your favorite character from (fav show/game). You snatched the shirt and gave your boyfriend a stupid-looking smile "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, Jaime! I love you!" You gave him a big hug. He chuckled and pressed a kiss on your forehead. "I just love seeing you so happy, baby"

Jaime Reyes! refusing to let you become a hero. He fears that you'll be targeted even more as a hero. As much as he wants what Nightwing and Starfire have, he doesn't want your life to be at risk. Also, he's too much of an asshole to let you save him in any incident.

Jaime Reyes! tried teaching you Spanish but ended up teaching you the bad words instead. Which then results in you blurting those words out without thinking before you speak. Words you learned were, "chinga tu madre", "puta", "puta madre", Yk the basics... Brenda hates it though. She wants you to stay "innocent".

Jaime Reyes! being terrible at school, so you two plan study dates at his/your place. Study dates then turning into cuddle sessions.

Jaime Reyes! and reader exchanging cultures if they aren’t already latin. He loves learning new music, dances, and trying new foods! Probably downloaded Doulingo for you…

“Soo how does it taste?” You awkwardly handed the plate of freshly made tacos to Jaime. You spent hours learning how to home make tacos, tortilla included. He took a bite and smiled. He looked at you and spoke with food still in his mouth, “Taste really good, mi amor…Don’t tell mi mama but this might be better than her homemade tacos.”

Jaime Reyes! being the big spoon just makes sense. He protects the people he loves and having his arms wrapped around your body close to his reassures him that you’re safe and protected. Occasionally he would be little spoon but that’s rarely.

Jaime Reyes! would rather have the world burn than losing you.

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