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websterss · 2 years

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𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 — 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐙

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓: no but can you write a Miguel oneshot and it’s just him wanting to recreate the upside-down spiderman kiss with the reader cause I just know he would be a spiderman/marvel stan😭

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,484

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Miguel Diaz x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it! ♡

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

You know that saying, expect the unexpected. Well in this case you couldn’t figure out what was waiting for you because Miguel had his hands over your eyes.

You giggled as you almost tripped again.

“S-Sorry.” Miguel cursed as he tried to help you walk across the playground. One hand held your hands over your eyes while the other sat on your waist helping you guide your movements.

“Where are you taking me? Is this where I meet my demise? Am I about to get slaughtered? You know girls have a higher rate of being killed by their partners, right? Is this what this is, are you gonna kill me, Miguel?” You tried moving your head but it was kind of hard to do so because of yours and his hands on your face.

“Okay first off…I’m offended you would think so low of me. Second, that’s enough crime shows for you.” Miguel teased as he moved you closer to the monkey bars. He looked up, then grabbed your forearms to steady you. You stopped and waited with your hands practically pushed into your eyes. “Can I open my eyes now?” You complained.

“No! Not yet just uh-” Miguel groaned as he began climbing to the top of the bars from the side. “G-Give me a second, don’t open your eyes!”

You bit your lip as you rocked back and forth on your heels. “I’ve only ever been kissed, ya know? There’s still things I would still like to do!” Your words made Miguel roll his eyes as he slowly scooted to where you stood below one of the bars.

“Y/n I’m not gonna kill you!”

“That’s what they all say then…Boom instant throat slashed!”

“I’m gonna kill you.” Miguel muttered under his breath thinking you didn’t hear him, but oh boy you sure did.

“Ha! See!” You exclaimed.

“Oh my god, n-no, no! I’m not gonna kill you, shut up!” Miguel laughed as he let himself fall through one of the spaces. He was swinging by his arms before he quickly lifted his legs to catch himself on the bar. He made sure he was steadied by his legs, hooked onto the bar before he let the top half of his body fall. Just like he wanted his face was only a few inches from yours. The whole time he thought about the chances of head butting you, but I guess today the universe was on his side. He could feel the blood rushing to his head.

“O-Oh okay, open your eyes!” His voice came out strained.

You slowly removed your hands from your face and opened your eyes. It took you a minute to let your eyes adjust to the dark of night surrounding you. Once your vision settled on your surroundings, you turned your head left and right observing the playground around you.

A smile appeared on your face as you giggled at the thought.

Miguel just wanted you to look at him already. His forehead was straining and he was pretty sure a vein was close to popping.

“You…brought me to a playground?” You teased, finally looking back at him to see him hanging upside down.

“I-I thought it could be fun.”

“Mini golfing was fun.” You raised your eyebrow at him. “What are you doing?” You gestured to him.

“Can we try something?”

You straightened up, finally taking note as to why he could have been upside down. You closed your eyes. Your heart skipped at the thought alone. Miguel always did like being the spontaneous one in the relationship, this was just another reason you loved him.

“I’ll bite, what did you have in mind?” You smirked, taking a step closer to him.

“You know that scene in Spider-Man. In the alley, where Peter descends down a web in front of Mary Jane?”

You hummed and tried to sound confused. “Mary Jane?”

“You know the movie!” He exclaimed.

“Fine, yeah I know the scene.”

“Well I was thinking…”

“Uhuh?”

“That we could…ya know-”

“Try it?” Your eyes gleamed as you tilted your head to look at his eyes.

“Yeah.” He groaned. “I’m not so sure I thought this plan out. My head hurts.”

“Yeah, that’s the blood rushing to your head dumbass.” You laughed out loud. You placed your hands on each side of his face. You let your thumbs caress over his skin as you slowly lowered your lips on his. In an attempt to hold you closer, Miguel’s hand wrapped around the back of your head to bring you closer. The position in which your lips were made you giggle causing you to pull back.

“S-Sorry.”

“Definitely didn’t think this through…”

“It wasn’t bad…” You tried to sound convincing, but even you had to admit it was a bit awkward. “Okay, maybe you didn’t think this through.” You pressed one more kiss to his lips before stepping back. You helped Miguel reach the bars by pushing his back up. He gripped the bars then unraveled his legs letting them fall down to tangle a few feet off the ground. He let his hands go and landed on his feet. He wobbled a bit but you were there ready to steady him.

“Am I dreaming or are there two of you?”

“No.” You smiled at the boy. “I think you’re just lightheaded.” You reached forward to brush back his hair. “You okay?”

Miguel closed then opened his eyes. Shaking his head a bit. “Yeah I think I just need to sit down.” You laughed as he plopped himself onto the ground. You went down with him.

“Okay you might wanna rethink that Spider-Man kiss from now on if this is the outcome.”

“I swear it looked better in my head.” Miguel shrugged.

“I bet.” Your eyes crinkled at the corners. You laid back as you looked up at the night sky, no stars though. Miguel’s heart thumped as he watched you be at ease with him. No charades, no karate war, no highschool drama, or homework. It was just the two of you, at a park in each other’s company. That’s all he could have asked for. So in the spur of the moment he was gonna be spontaneous again.

“I love you.” He muttered softly.

The twiddling of your thumbs stopped as your whole body stilled. Your head whipped to the side to look up at him. Miguel swallowed nervously as you sat up.

“W-What?”

“You heard me.” He laughed nervously.

“No, I think you’re gonna have to repeat it again.” You beamed at him, feeling your eyes water slightly. Oh god, you were not expecting that. It was always slight teasing, flirting, and with any time available the usual making out, but this was…this was what you had dreamed of happening over and over again. “Yeah, I’m gonna need you to say it again.” You nodded furiously. “Please say it again.” You laughed out nervously.

Miguel leaned forward and pecked your lips sweetly before saying those three words that confirmed it all for you. “I. Love. You.”

You nodded your head. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. That’s never gonna change.”

“I love you too, and I’m not saying it because you said it. I hate that you were able to surprise me like you always do on our dates. When do I get to take the reins by the way? So not fair, but anyway…I’m getting off track huh?” Miguel smiled amusedly and nodded. “I love you, even when blood is rushing to your head because you feel the need to recreate a movie scene with me…I love you in all your dumbassery.” You nodded, tears spilling down your cheeks in a very dramatic way.

“Seems about right.” Miguel nodded, yet his heart warmed as you rambled on.

“I don’t know why I’m crying, I’m sorry.” You fanned your face, hoping it would dry up your wet eyes faster. “I know that you know, I’m never like this…unless it’s Marley and Me, then we have a long night, but I swear I’m normal. You think I’m normal, right?” Miguel seemed unsure of himself as his mouth opened up. “Don’t answer that! God, I hate when you do this, look at me…I’m crying and you’re laughing at me!” You sniffled as your nose started getting stuffy.

“I’m not laughing and I happen to think you look beautiful when you cry.”

“Mmmm.” You pouted as you contemplated if you liked that compliment.

“I love you and all your crazi-” Miguel swallowed his words as you gave him a warning look. “-Beautiful. You are so beautiful!” You nodded. Miguel pulled you into his side, pressing a kiss into your temple. “No, seriously though. I love you so much.”

“I know.” You pressed your head onto his shoulder.

“You love me?”

“I love you more than you know.”

“Mmm.” Miguel hummed contently.

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markosbabymama · 9 months

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NOT MY EDIT!!!!

he’s so sexy i’m combusting

#cobra kai #miguel diaz x reader #cobra kai imagines #cobra kai x reader #he’s so sexy #xolo maridueña #miguel diaz imagine #miguel diaz oneshot #miguel diaz #miguel x you

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fandomonetwo · 9 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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cades-outsider · 11 months

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Hawk x Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, language.

A burning passion 3

"Well princess, that's the bell..." he points upwards as a signal before exiting the room.

You scoff as you rely on your wobbly legs to help you self put your clothes back on, afterwards you were able to exit the janitors room with no suspicion as a annoyed expression stayed on your face the whole day.

It's safe to say you were in deeper than you thought. But you we're definitely getting him back, whatever it took...

You weren't completely sure of how you intended on 'mission get Hawk back' but you were hopeful that Moons "healing" party would be the key.

As you thought more of Hawk you completely failed to hear Moons ranting and squealing about her girlfriend Piper. "Hello, earth to Y/n!" She smiles sweetly as she waves her hand back and forth to grab your attention.

You jump slightly as you nervously look back up at her "sorry moon, I've just got a lot on my mind." You manage to mumble out.

She laughs sweetly "oh silly, I know it's because of Eli" Moon exclaims, while you try to come up with some sort of excuse.

She notices your distress which causes her to gasp "Don't worry Y/n, I won't tell anyone!" She says and you feel yourself let out a long relieved sigh.

"Thank you Moon, really. Now I need a dress to really blow Hawks mind tonight." You tell her which causes her to practically levitate off her bed and into her closet with an excited squeal.

"I have just the one!" She hands you a beautiful red but very short and revealing curved dress.

It wasn't much longer until you found yourself in a short dress, high heels, curled hair, and what felt like pounds of makeup as music rings through your ears and bright lights flash throughout moons house.

You found yourself looking for Hawk, but were quickly disappointed when there was no sight of him. Instead you glanced around the room full of sweaty dancing bodies in search of someone you knew.

You wandered outside and quickly spotted Miguel and Demetri sitting down on the patio bench looking very out of place, both holding a red solo cup.

"Hey guys" you greeted as you made your way to sit in between both of your well known friends.

"Woah Y/n, you look amazing" Demetri complemented, looking very stunned.

"Thanks Dem, you look stunning yourself" You say as your turn to look at Miguel who was staring off, you quickly realized what or who he was gleaming at. Sam.

"Why don't you go talk to her Miguel, I'm sure she won't bite" You joke as you nudge his shoulder, he jumps slightly as he turns to look at you.

"Right. Yeah! Okay!" He all but yells out as he nervously wipes his hands on his jeans.

Demetri scoffs "right like you'd actually be able to get within 5 feed of her" he jokes which causes you to elbow him in the ribs.

"Ow! What was that for?!" He hissed and held his ribs dramatically.

You give Miguel the extra 'go for it look' and he finally gets up while Demetri gives him a sarcastic smile and thumbs up, you can't help but roll your eyes. Classic Demetri.

Demetri awkwardly clears his throat and before he gets to say anything you spot a fuming Hawk staring daggers into your soul "uh I'll be back Dem" you mumble as you get up and start to walk Hawks way.

You finally reach the door where Hawk angrily stands, he grits his teeth and roughly grabs your hand "follow me" he states, thought it wasn't like he was going to give you any choice.

He leads you upstairs and opens the nearest room which happens to be the guest room, he slams the door behind the two of you while you roll your eyes at his 'dramatic' actions.

"What is wrong with you?!" You yell, annoyed by him slamming the door.

"What's wrong with me? No what the hell is wrong with you Y/n? I seen you with them. With Demetri!" Hawk yells, and you can't help but feel guilty for finding him so hot in this moment.

"What do you mean Hawk? They're my friends! You can't control who I’m friends with, especially when you treat them like shit!" You state. Miguel and Demetri were supposed to be his friends too until he turned on them.

Hawk sucks his teeth as his fists start to clench which you take notice to "what are you gonna hit me Hawk? Like you did them? Huh?!" You yell.

You didn't know where this new found rage was coming from, but it has been bottled up for what felt like weeks since the last sexual encounter you had with Hawk. You figured you were just sexually frustrated.

"Oh I'm not gonna hit you princess" He laughs angrily teeth gritting slightly, nostrils flaring, while walking up to you, towering over you.

You're breathing starts to become heavier and you could feel your body practically begging to be touched by him. But instead of acting on your feelings, you wait for him to follow up on his words.

If he wasn't going to hit you, then what was he going to do?

He notices how you're holding back and practically mocks you with a seductive laugh, he runs his pointer finger from your waist as he walks around you, just barley touching you from behind.

All you can feel is his breath on your neck, and the heat from off his body. He moves his actions to your right arm, starting at the tip of your finger.

Using his middle and pointer finger he slowly but just barley runs his fingers up your arm, causing you to shudder and goosebumps to form everywhere.

"How's the resisting going princess?" Hawk laughs with such cockiness as he used his other hand to move the rest of your hair to the left side of your head, barley placing his lips to the side of your neck.

You feel your eyes start to water from the anticipation of having him in every way, you can't resist him anymore and you know you'll curse yourself the next day.

You remove yourself from the light hold he had on you, turning completely to face him. Hawk tilts his head and smirks, knowing you'd give in to him.

You press your body fully against him, never breaking eye contact as your lips part causing hawks eyes to travel to your dark red glossed lips. You rest your hand on his chest which is covered completely by his red hoodie.

You can no longer resist yourself from him as you practically throw yourself on him, your lips harshly connect with his as he hooks his hands under your thighs to hold you up.

Hawk roughly pushes you up against the door and you moan into his mouth as he runs one hand through your hair, placing his hand on the back of your head he grips your hair and pulls you off of his lips, forcing your head back to touch the door as he roughly nips at your neck.

"You have no idea what you do to me princess" He moans into your neck and in that moment you loose all self control.

"Please Hawk, I need you" You whine, gripping the back of his head.

Hawk smirks against your neck, "I know princess. I know" He says as he carries you to the nearest surface which happens to be a desk.

He knocks everything off with one arm, all of it hitting the ground as he places you on the desk. You grab his face and roughly kiss him, pulling his body into yours.

You wrap your legs tightly around Hawks waist pulling his hard-on onto your soaked pussy, you moan into his lips as you start to grind up into him at a fast pace.

Hawk breaks the kiss "woah slow down princess. Wanna take my time with you." He mumbles, bringing his hand up to the side of your face, using his thumb to create small circles on your cheek.

He takes in the sight of you, almost as if he's in love with you and that thought hits your mind before you completely turn it away. He can’t be.

Hawk uses both of his hands and pulls your dress up almost as if it's a shirt, leaving your panties on display for him. Slowly he gets on his knees, your eyes widen as he holds eye contact with you.

"Hawk..." You try to protest.

"Shhh" He loops his fingers around the sides of your panties and with the help of you lifting your hips, yanks them down.

"Fuck I've been wanting to taste you all day princess" Hawk smirks as he uses his middle finger to move your wetness to your clit, moving the tip of his finger in small figure eights as you let out unholy whimpers.

Your head falls back against the wall and your eyes roll back as he slowly inserts two of his fingers, but that doesn't last long before he's practically railing you with those same fingers.

Profanities and whimpers leave your mouth as the background music of the party only gets louder. It doesn't take long before Hawks removing his fingers causing you to look back at him.

He makes sure you watches as he sucks on his fingers moaning at your taste as your mouth parts, he wastes no time in yanking your hips on the edge of the desk securely wrapping his arms around your hips.

His mouth attaches to your clit, he doesn't give you any time to brace yourself as he eats you out like it's his last meal, moans leave your mouth so fast you can't even count.

His tongue flicks back and forth on your clit as he lets small moans fall from his lips, the vibrations feeling amazing against your soaking pussy.

You're embarrassingly close to your high as your hips start fucking his face, "Hawk. Hawk. Hawk" you repeat his name like an anthem as you feel your body still and waves of pleasure take over as he harshly sucks on your clit.

Hawk let's you catch your breath for a moment before he gets back up, letting his torso hold your legs up as he starts to unzip his pants, you lean on your elbows lifting yourself up as you watch him.

His cock slaps against his stomach and you let out a small moan just seeing him like this, you tug on his hoodie for him to take off. He gets the memo as he yanks his hoodie and shirt off in one swift motion.

"Do you wanna move to the bed princess?" He asks so softly, and although it was sweet you just wanted him to rail you into the next universe.

"Fuck no, take me here Hawk" Your words come out so clouded and desperate.

Hawk let's out a small laugh as he rubs the tip of his cock up and down your pussy causing your eyes to roll back in your head. He felt so good.

He slowly pushes his cock into you, a moan falls past his lips as he watches your pussy swallow his cock. "Oh my god" is all you can muster out as he fills your pussy up with his cock.

"Please Hawk..." You whine, fully expecting him to ask you what you want, but he doesn't. Instead he starts fucking you like his life depends on it, thighs slamming against each others as he takes one of your legs and places it on his shoulder using his hand to keep your other leg in place.

Your eyes close shut as tears fall out of them, mascara running down your face as you adjust to the new found position. He felt deeper than he's ever been, the tip of his dick hitting all the best places inside of you.

"I could never hate you Y/n" Hawk whimpers out, you don't even hear his confession nor pay any attention to it. All you're thinking about is how amazing he feels inside of you.

Hawk notices but doesn't say anything else, figuring it was for the best anyways. As his pace increases so does his climax, he uses his thumb to rub circles around your fucked out clit to get you closer to your climax.

Your hips start to voluntarily jerk and buck up onto his cock as the desk starts slamming against the wall,"Hawk... I'm gon-" you don't even get to finish before you cum all over his cock, tightening around him.

Hawk let's out the most gorgeous moan as he grips your hips and starts to slow down his pace, spurts of cum leaking into your pussy. You moan at the warmness of his cum and how full you were.

His hips come to a complete stop as you both catch your breaths, when he finally pulls himself out, you whimper from the complete emptiness.

Hawk grabs your panties and signals for you to lift your hips as he slides them back on for you, kissing both of your thighs before sliding back on his boxers and pants.

He grabs his shirt from under his hoodie and slips it back on as you slowly get off of the desk, almost tripping due to your wobbly legs.

Hawk turns around, his hoodie in hand "shit princess, I had you" he rushes over to you.

"I don't need your help" You snap as you pull your dress down. Everything floods back to the reason you're in this position in the first place and already you can't help but be annoyed that you gave in so quick.

"What?" He asks, just above a whisper.

"I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

"Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

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Omg it feels so good to be back guys! I’m sooo sorry for the long wait but I hope this makes up for it! There’s definitely gonna be a part 4!

Tags: @let-love-bleeds-red @royalstydia @ryvrelinkin @jester2407 @diaphragmjellyfish

Let me know if you wanna be tagged for part 4!!!!

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l0ves1ckf0ol · 1 year

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Can you do where Miguel takes care of the reader when they are sad?

MIGUEL X GN!READER WHEN THEY'RE SAD (IMAGINE?)

pls tell me if yall want this as a hc or sumn 😔 oh anf this is so short and sooo out of due so im sorry😭

"hey you okay?" he asks as he flops down next to you, hands already sneaking around your waist. "just tired and sad" you answer him, turning around to place a kiss on his jaw. he looks at you, his brown eyes just staring into you sincerely, "talk to me." he says.

you sigh "school has been overwhelming and with you not around so much today really got to me." you admit. miguel smiles, "would a karaoke session cheer you up, babe?" he asks.

"as much as i want to, sadly no i played the leader role today to a bunch of jerks on a group activity so my throat is pretty much sore." you mumble, scooting towards him more, tangling your legs around his. "it's okay mi amor, you did good today." he whispers, tracing your nose bridge with the tip of his index finger. then he sits up, you felt his arms leave your waist as well "wait here i'll go get something." you nod as he leaves the room. he then comes back with bags of chips and a bottle of cold water. he sets it down on the floor by your reach and you smile at him, "let's eat those later hm? c'mere babe." you say as he lays down beside you with a smirk on his face.

"what do you plan on doing to me meanwhile we wait for 'later'?" miguel asked jokingly, laying beside you as he props his elbow on the mattress to let his palm hold his chin.

you hum as you wrap your arms around him, "shush, hold me." you mumble into his shirt as he did so. he smelled like cologne and sweat at the same time, "did you even shower after training?" you asked him "yeah i did! how dare you? i didn't have much money so i walked all the way here." he pouts, offended but he still held you tight around his protective arms. "well it is a bit hot out, good job on walking all the way here." you mumble as your fingertips traced his clothed shoulder, to his collarbone then his neck, miguel shuddered with a grin, "you know i'm ticklish, babe." miguel whispers as you grinned back, "i know." you say

a minute or so later, the way that you were cradled in his arms and the exhaustion got to you quick. you fell asleep, knowing that you have a sweet boyfriend there to be with as you experience good or bad days.

#xu's fics #cobra kai netflix #gn reader #cobra kai #miguel diaz #miguel diaz x gnreader #cobra kai miguel #imagine #oneshot

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foolish-0ne · 8 months

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i know i'm probably talking to myself only but i made this blog to kinda try to post some fics/one shots i've been writing these past few weeks and some other random sh1t, i have literally 0 idea how to post on this app or how to introduce myself into the writing community or whatever idk

#new #fandom #fic stuff #my fics #oneshot #cobra kai #hawk #karate kid #eli moskowitz #hawk moskowitz #miguel diaz #demetri alexopoulos

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calliesadeckis · 6 months

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character's i write for

welcome to my list of characters where i have many of them from many fandoms that i write for

requests: temporarily closed

main masterlist

yellowjackets (shauna shipman, jackie taylor, lottie matthews, taissa turner, van palmer, nat scatorccio, laura lee, callie sadecki)

dc titans (dick grayson, jason todd, kory anders, gar logan, donna troy, dawn granger, hank hall)

fear street (deena johnson, sam fraser, ziggy berman, cindy berman, kate schmidt, alice hart, simon kalivoda, tommy slater, young!nick goode)

teen wolf (scott mccall, stiles stilinski, isaac lahey, malia tate, kira yukimura, lydia martin, liam dunbar)

scream (sam carpenter, tara carpenter, chad meeks martin, mindy meeks martin, wes hicks, quinn bailey)

miscellaneous: maeve rojas (one of us is lying), leighton murray (the sex lives of college girls), kit walker (american horror story), miguel diaz (cobra kai), brooke davis (one tree hill), maeve wiley & ruby matthews (sex education), kate bishop (hawkeye), any of hailee steinfeld's characters tbh, jeremiah fisher (the summer i turned pretty), roronoa zoro (one piece live action)

another thing i'd like to add, i wouldn't mind writing poly ships x reader like dickkory, jackieshauna, stalia, sameena, lottienat, jaygar, etc. (or a poly ship with crossover characters like dick grayson & kate bishop for example)

i will write for fluff, angst, and maybe smut (there's only so much i am comfortable with though) if you ask nicely. and i only write for fem & gn readers

and as a reminder, you guys can request for the following fandoms for oneshots, headcanons, or just sending your fluffy or horny thoughts in my inbox (i don't judge)

#yellowjackets x reader #titans x reader #dc titans x reader #fear street x reader #teen wolf x reader #scream x reader #lottie matthews x reader #dick grayson x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #jason todd x reader #isaac lahey x reader #sam carpenter x reader #jackie taylor x reader #tara carpenter x reader #stiles stilinski x reader #jaiden writes things

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devilish-blue · 10 months

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~Devilish Smoke Shoppe~

Hi you smokin' pervs, i'm Devilish or Blue, and i am here to fulfill whatever horny, angsty, or fluffy needs you have. Everything you guys are about to see is everything i will do, so eat your guys' gross little hearts out <;33

Fandoms/Things i will write:

TV Shows:

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Xavier Thorpe

Tyler Galpin

Ajax Petropolus

Cobra Kai:

Miguel Diaz

Robby Keene

Hawk/Eli Moskowitz

Demetri Alexpoulos

Tory Nichols

Samantha LaRusso

Riverdale:

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

Archie Andrews

Sweetpea

Reggie Mantle

Betty Cooper

Veronica Lodge

Toni Topaz

Cheryl Blossom

South Park (Aged up and/or Post Covid!):

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCormick

Eric Cartman

Tolkien Black

Craig Tucker

Tweek Tweak

Clyde Donovan

Big Mouth:

Judd Birch

Human Resources:

Maury Beverley

Connie LaCienega

Emmy Fairfax

Rochelle Hillhurst

Mona

Pete Doheny

Youtubers/Streamers:

Youtubers:

Sam and Colby

Markiplier

CoryXKenshin

EddieVR

JuicyFruitSnacks

JoshDub

Mully

YourNarrator

Streamers:

Quackity

Jschlatt

Sapnap

KarlJacobs

Slimecicle

Foolishgamers

Horror Characters:

Slashers:

Ghostface (Billy Loomis and Stu Macher)

Michael Myers

Jason Vorhees

Brahms Heelshire

Creepypastas:

Ticci Toby

Masky

Hoodie

Eyeless Jack

Homicidal Liu

Jeff The Killer

Ben Drowned

Laughing Jack

My Do's And Don'ts:

Do's:

Kinks

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Headcanons

Oneshots

Don'ts:

Spam me

Piss, Scat, Throw up, Vore.

Do NOT request any pedophilia or r@pe.

OKAY so now that you guys know everything, basically, you can request it because i honestly can't think of anything on my own. ALSO i am looking to do commissions, if you are interested then please let me know <;33 Smoke your pervy little hearts out <33

#south park x reader #tokio hotel smut #schlatt smut #cobra kai smut #slashers #creepypasta smut #quackity smut #karl jacobs #sapnap #youtuber smut #riverdale smut

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itsmarsss · 5 days

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motivation [Miguel Diaz x GN! Reader] (Cobra Kai)

(~from the vault~)

Request: "ok... you wanted a miguel oneshot? here you go... y\n is johnnys daughter, and she & Miguel get caught making out in her room 😹 PLS WRJTE THIS I LOVE IT"

Warnings: making out, teenage cringe (this made more sense when i was writing this at 16 lmao)

Word count: 1,440

[. . .]

“This is so boooring,” you exaggeratedly complained, your head falling back onto your bed frame in frustration.

"It's 20% of the grade,” Miguel reminded you.

"I knowww.”

"Come on, you can do it,” he affirmed, smiling as he rolled his eyes at your obvious drama. He went right back to quizzing you. “What does codominance mean?”

“Both… alleles are dominant?”

"Both alleles are recessive.”

“Then why’s it called codominance?” You ask, annoyed.

“Hey I’m not the inventor of genetics,” he laughed, putting his hands up in surrender.

“We’ve been at this for hours, my brain is totally fried at this point.”

“No it’s not. You know all this!”

"Well obviously I don’t."

Miguel nodded in disagreement. "You just need to find some motivation."

"Like what?"

"Like…" He looked up, trying to think of something, and you admittedly hoped maybe he’d suggest a break because holy shit you were not having fun right now, but his eyes lit up with an idea, his smile quickly turning into a mischievous grin, making you fairly confident whatever he’d just come up with was something way more complicated than a break.

"No,” you immediately deadpanned.

"What? I didn’t even say anything!"

“But you thought something. I'm not answering biology questions while I mix cement or some shit. Stop hanging out with my dad."

He let out a laugh at the memory you brought up. "Chill, I'm not gonna make you mix cement!”

"Then can’t we just take a break? Pleeeeease?”

“We can take a break when you can answer the questions! You can’t fail biology, it’s one of the only classes we have together!”

“That is so, so sweet babe, but I really don’t think anything will motivate me more than a break right now.”

"Come on, we’ve been studying this for hours, you know this! No two people have the same DNA, but there’s one exception. That is...?”

"Ugh, Fine. Shit. Uh, brothers?”

"Yeah!"

“Really?” You were genuinely surprised with yourself for getting that one right.

“I told you you knew this!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. I still don’t get the motivation part though,. I’m still very much bor-” he shut you right up by leaning over the various textbooks that laid on the bed between the two of you, pressing his lips to yours in a quick kiss.

He chuckled at your lack of reaction at the sudden action.

“What was that?”

“Your motivation.”

“Okay. Yeah. Cool.” It was not cool. In fact, maybe you felt like your brain was on the verge of short-circuiting, but what else could you say?

“Alright. Cloning results in two individuals that are…?”

“Uh… genetically identical?”

“No.”

“Shit. Well that was fun while it lasted. Alright loverboy, why don’t we just ditch the questions and make out?”

No luck. “Not yet. Cloning results in two individuals that are…?”

You let out an exaggerated groan at your failed attempt at ditching the quizzing, just to annoy him. “Genetically… genetically similar.”

“Yeah!” He celebrated before leaning in again, smiling into your lips as he kissed you for a little longer this time.

“I really don’t see how exactly this is supposed to help me focus.”

“Correlation.”

“What?”

“What does cloning result in?”

“You just asked me this.”

“What does it result in?”

“Two individuals who are genetically similar.”

“See? You remembered. When you’re taking the test your brain will correlate the answer to the questions with a memory. I’m just making it a nice memory,” he shrugged, as if what he’d just said was the most obvious statement to ever be said.

“You are so weird,” you smiled, staring at him for a second. God he was cute. You leaned in to kiss him again, but he didn’t let you, leaning away from you to ask you another question.

“What does a Punnet square show?”

“Are you kidding me? I can’t kiss my own boyfriend now?”

“Not until you answer the question,” he grinned, proud of himself.

The questions went on and Miguel kept going with his so-called motivation. By the time you found yourself under him, Miguel seemed to be contempt with your amount of right answers, throwing the books out of the way to finally comply.

Yeah he was definitely pulling that correlation thing out of his ass but damn did this making out make you motivated. “This is like the best study session ever,” he stated as he pulled away to take a breath, smiling like an idiot.

“You are so fucking cheesy, dude,” you retorted, just to tease him.

He smiled that one smile of his, shaking his head before resuming to kissing you, careful not to put too much of his weight on you, which you thought was the cutest thing he could do in a moment like this. You didn’t particularly care about that, though, only pulling him closer to you by grabbing the collar of his shir-

“Jesus kid can you please close your door? I don’t wanna come home to a porno.”

Miguel immediately scrambled to get up from atop of you, pulling himself out of the bed entirely, which, in retrospect, was a tiny little bit really funny.

“Oh my God. Dad! Get out, what the fuck?”

“Just keep the freakin’ door closed, Geez. And please don’t do anything while I’m here, that’s fucking weird.”

“Obviously I didn’t know you were coming back this soon!”

“You would know if you weren’t too busy swapping spit with with Diaz over here,” he motioned over to Miguel with his head, making you take a glance at him, who looked like he was trying really hard to develop the ability to become invisible, scratching the back of his neck and looking at the ceiling as if he hadn’t just been mentioned. “I sent you a message on that… text thing.”

“You sent me a text?”

“Yeah, whatever you call it. I’m not a nerd.”

“Well sorry. Miguel’s going home anyway so.”

“I am?”

“Yes, you are.” There was no way he would be able to stay for much longer without hyperventilating.

“Yeah! Right! I am. Just just about to head out. Yup.”

“Okay. Whatever. Next time I’ll yell that I’m home so I don’t have to see… that,” he motioned between you vaguely.

“There wasn’t even anything happening you baby! And I said I’m sorry!”

“What fucking ever!”

“Okay,” was all you managed to reply before he left, closing the bedroom door behind him. You were too embarrassed to say anything else.

“Okay. Uh,” Miguel started, but he didn’t know what to say either, mortified by the idea of his sensei catching him making out with you.

“I don’t think he’s gonna be able to look us in the eye after this.”

“Good thing I only see him every single fucking day.”

“Oh my God,” you buried your face in your hands in embarrassment, trying to regain your composure.

“At- at least he’s okay with it! I thought he was gonna kill me for a moment there.”

“He likes you too much. He just gets really weird about this sort of thing.”

There was a knock on the door. “Are you decent?”

“We were never not decent!” You defended yourself. Johnny opened the door slowly, carefully scanning the room as to not see anything unsolicited. “Kid’s gotta go.”

“You’re aware I’m not a child, aren’t you?”

“Well duh. But I know the advice I gave him about this stuff before you two started… whatever this is, and I need to take everything back.”

“What?”

“Dad.”

“What? A Sensei can’t have a nice guy talk with his student?”

“Uh-” Miguel murmured, glancing at you nervously.

“I’ll be waiting by the door,” he shot Miguel a condescending smile before leaving.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“You think there will be a tomorrow for me?” He joked.

“I don’t know. What ‘advice’ is he talking about?”

“Uh…” He scratched the back of his neck again, like he always did whenever he was uncomfortable.

“Oh my fucking god. You did not get sex advice from my fucking dad,” you stated, in denial.

“It was before we even had anything!”

“Well I fucking hope so! It’s still fucking weird.”

“I know, I try not to think about it.” He paused. “You think he’s gonna kill me?”

“He’ll go easy on you.”

“I’m not sure.”

“He will!”

“Promise?”

You kissed him goodbye instead of answering. “Good luck!”

And wouldn’t you know it? Your tests came back with a big red A- in the front page. You could definitely see yourself catching an interest for genetics. Maybe you did just need some motivation.

As long as you keep the door closed.

[. . .]

A/N: think im writing for miguel again. like actual new stuff that makes sense to me at my now old age of 20 (lol) so if ya want request away

#miguel diaz #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz imagine #cobra kai #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai imagine #johnny lawrence #mars writes #from the vault

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ao3feed-johnnylawrence · 6 months

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Oneshots about my favorite characters

by mattsturniololvr Please write some requests in the comments!!!! Words: 9, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Stranger Things (TV 2016), Gossip Girl (TV 2007), Heartstopper (TV), Cobra Kai (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Chris Sturniolo, Matt Sturniolo, Nick Sturniolo, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Original Male Character(s), Chuck Bass, Blair Waldorf, Nate Archibald, Serena van der Woodsen, Dan Humphrey, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Tara Jones, Darcy Olsson, Elle Argent, Tao Xu, Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), Robby Keene, Tory Nichols, Daniel LaRusso, Johnny Lawrence, Samantha LaRusso Relationships: Chris Sturniolo/Matt Sturniolo, Chris Sturniolo/Matt Sturniolo/Nick Sturniolo, Matt Sturniolo/Nick Sturniolo, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Will Byers/Original Male Character(s), Matt Sturniolo/Original Male Character(s), Chuck Bass/Blair Waldorf, Nate Archibald/Serena van der Woodsen, Dan Humphrey/Serena van der Woodsen, Serena van der Woodsen/Blair Waldorf, Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring, Tara Jones/Darcy Olsson, Elle Argent/Tao Xu, Miguel Diaz/Robby Keene, Robby Keene/Tory Nichols, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Samantha LaRusso/Tory Nichols Additional Tags: Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Threesome - M/M/M, Rough Sex, Forced Orgasm, Forced Feminization, Sex Toys, Vibrators, Punishment, Spanking, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Loss of Virginity, Possessive Sex, Bottom Matt, Bottom Will Byers, Flirting, Drugged Sex, Other Additional Tags to Be Added via https://ift.tt/lhbSHIu

#LawRusso #Johnny Lawrence #Daniel LaRusso #Cobra Kai

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websterss · 2 years

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𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 — 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐙

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Miguel didn’t really feel like he was fighting for himself. There was the pressure of winning the All-Valley Tournament, and the pressure of facing you.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): ANGST, some fluff but not really

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,166

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Miguel Diaz x sick!fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you guys like it! ♡

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

They say when you get your first love that it changes you forever no matter how hard you try to, that feeling just never goes away. That was how Miguel felt. The first day of school for him had him believing that he would sit all alone during lunch, but there you were in your timid and shy nature accepting him and inviting him into your small group of three. You already liked him from day one, but it took him a while to fully admit it himself that he loved you more than anything…and that he should have told you sooner because now time didn’t seem to be in your favor. He pocketed his hands when he entered your room. The tv playing some random show caught his attention. His arrival caught yours. He sighed tiredly, as you turned your head from the screen to his figure leaning on the threshold.

“Hey, there’s the All Valley State Champ.” You stared back at him with tired eyes. Yet your smile hid the fact that your own body was giving up on you. “H-How was the tournament? Did you reclaim your title?” You were always keen on avoiding your problems. “-why are you still in your gi?” You questioned his attire.

“I-I was gonna change but I wanted to see you first before I Ief- went home.” He quickly corrected himself. He was still standing in the doorway. He couldn’t even look at you and it broke you.

“Oh.” You looked up at the ceiling waiting to overcome the silence and the tension between the two of you.

“I-I don’t know whether I should be mad at you?”

“I mean…you can, what’s stopping you?” You shrugged.

“I care about you too much.” And I still love you. He wanted to say. He took a few more steps into the room, hands in the pocket of his gi.

“Ah…” You stifled a laugh. You fought the urge to smile. “I see.” You tried sitting up, but everything hurt too much to move, and Miguel noticed and pushed off from the threshold.

“Here let me-”

“No, no it’s fine-”

“I got it-”

“Miguel, it’s fine-”

“Let me just-”

“No really-”

The bickering and slapping of hands away went on until the dam broke on Miguel’s end. The flood of water rushed forward, drowning any happiness he had left.

“I’m mad at you!” You stopped hitting his hands away, hearing his voice crack. “W-Why would you keep this from me?”

“Miguel-”

“When we broke up at the end of sophomore year…I felt frustrated because we would tell each other everything. We were a team, we had trust in each other-”

“Miguel Please-”

“But then I started noticing how hesitant you were becoming when it came to telling me what was on your mind, and I thought it was because I did something…” He trailed off, trying to read through you like a book. You had closed your eyes avoiding his eyes. “But imagine my surprise, along with everyone else, when we found out you had cancer.” Tears started welling up in your eyes when you finally looked up at him. “You have cancer, and you didn’t say anything!”

“What was I supposed to say, Miguel?” Your hands gripped the blankets over you.

“That you’re sick! That you might not-” He stopped himself before his voice got more shaky. “Anything, Y/n. You could have said anything.” His shoulders slumped down. He gave a tired defeated sigh. His heart hurt too much as it was. “Why?” His gaze turned repeatedly from the bed to the loose thread on your blanket.

“I didn’t want you to treat me differently.” You gulped nervously.

“I wouldn’t have-” He tried to argue.

“Yes! You would have!” You whimpered. “You would have made sure I wouldn’t push myself past my limits, you would have sacrificed your own time with your friends if I wouldn’t feel up to leaving my house because I’d be too exhausted to walk. You would have done that because you’re such a great guy who cares a lot about others.”

“Y/n-” He came closer to sit on the side of your bed.

“I-I’m sorry.” You cried. You started shaking your head. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I should’ve told you. I kept telling myself if I had said something sooner, then maybe things could have been different between us.” You sob as Miguel pulls you into his chest.

“Hey, it’s okay.” He shushed you. “It’s okay. I forgive you okay. Know that I forgive you. Besides, I probably would have done the same thing if I was in your shoes.” Miguel held you in his arms that night. “You’re gonna be okay, alright.” He kept reminding you that you were safe and it was okay for you to rest your eyes even if you didn’t want to. He reassured you that you could. That he wouldn’t be mad if you did. He could see what was left of a fight behind your eyes. You were out of energy to keep going. “I love you. I love you so much, Y/n.”

“I— I love you too…Miguel.” You breathed out heavily. It grew harder to keep your eyes open. So they slowly started shutting. Miguel whispered empty promises into your ear. Words of endearment. How he’d take you on a date when you got out of here. He did promise though that he wouldn’t leave your side all night, and he didn’t, he stayed with you curled up into his side, until your heart stopped, which made him go into panic mode as he frantically tried doing chest compressions on you.

“Help! I need some help in here, please!” He yelled as he heard the annoying buzzing of the monitor.

“She’s crashing. This is a code blue! Sir, I’m going to need you to step away from her and wait outside, okay?” A nurse tried coaxing Miguel into the hall so that the nurses and the doctor could help you. “The doctors need room to help her.”

“Please don’t let her die. Please!” His back hit the wall. He sank to the ground running his hands through his hair as he anxiously watched them work quickly.

“They are gonna do everything they can for your friend. Is there someone I can call? A parent or guardian?”

“M-My mom.” He was finally able to relax enough to speak. “My mom, you can call her.” He nodded quickly.

“We have a pulse!” Miguel perked up at the sound. He slumped his shoulders sliding his legs forward so they lay straight on the ground.

“Hear that!” The nurse rubbed his shoulder gently. He gulped not the knot in his throat. He closed his eyes as a tear slid down his cheek. He nodded repeatedly. The monitor showing your steady heart beat again from where he sat outside your room.

“She’s a fighter.”

“She is.” He tiredly smiled. “Always has been.”

#miguel diaz imagines #miguel diaz imagine #miguel diaz oneshot #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz x fem!reader #my gif #writings by juls

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