miguelschamp

[miguelschamp]

all of the girls you loved before

pairing: robby keene x fem!reader

summary: robby decides to visit you after getting out of juvie

warnings: none really

a/n: this is kind of a part two to say don’t go, but honestly it can be read as a stand alone. requested by @helianthus22 (i hope you like it <3)

it had only been a few hours since robby was released. his first thought was to try and see sam. to maybe try and talk to her about everything that happened. unfortunately, that went as terrible as it could’ve gone, so now he was walking to see you. hoping that your visits meant you’d enjoy his company.

since the first time you’d visited, you had gone to see him every week after that. even if it was only a few times, robby appreciated it. he couldn’t imagine why you would’ve wanted to spend your time with him, but nonetheless, he valued your time.

as he approaches your door, nerves begin to take over. what if you actually didn’t want to see him? what if you visiting was just a good gesture and he was reading too much into it?

he sighs and shakes his head before knocking on the door. it’s only a few seconds before he hears the locks turning and the door opens.

your eyes go wide as you smile, “robby? oh my god, you’re out.”

“yeah.” he nods, “i hope it’s okay that i’m here. i just remembered your address from when we all hung out before-“

“no, no. of course it’s okay.” you say quickly before opening the door wider, “do you wanna come in?”

“sure.” he stammers stepping in, “thanks.”

“yeah.” you say closing the door before locking it and leading him through the house, “sorry, it’s so quiet. my mom works nights, so it’s just me.”

robby hums in acknowledgment as you lead him up the stairs to your room. as he enters, you chuckle nervously and shut the door behind him, “sorry, it’s so messy. i wasn’t expecting anyone.”

“it’s okay.” he says shaking his head, “it’s better than anything i’ve had.”

he takes a seat on your chair at your vanity as you move around to fix up a few things.

“so..” you say as you sit on the edge of your bed, “is there a reason why you came to see me? not that i mind your company, but i figured you’d probably go to sam.”

“i did.” he says, “she was with miguel.”

your face drops, “what?”

“yeah.” he mutters

“i’m so sorry.” you say softly, “that sucks.”

“yeah.” robby says. he clenches his jaw before shaking his head, “but i guess i should’ve known, right?”

you furrow yours brows, “no. you said that she wrote you a few times, so it was only natural to think that she might’ve wanted to see you. i had no idea she and miguel were seeing each other again. i’m so sorry.”

“it’s not your fault.”

your face saddens as you watch robby stare down at his hands. you couldn’t even imagine how he felt. feeling as though you had no one in the most trying time of your life.

you let out a sigh before standing, “come on. i have something i wanna show you.”

robby’s brows furrow as you walk toward your window and pull it open, “where are we going?”

“on the roof.” you chuckle before turning and climbing out

“what?”

•••

it had been about an hour since you pulled robby to sit on the roof. and he would be lying if he said it hadn’t calmed him. you had taken his mind off sam and his situation for the time being just by being yourself.

as you looked up at the sky, the stars seeming to catch your attention, robby looked at you. the one person who had been beside him throughout everything. although you two had been on opposite sides of the drama, you never let karate get in the way of being there for the people you cared about. no matter what, he would always be grateful to sam for introducing the two of you.

“y/n.”

“hm?” you hum looking over at him

“thank you.”

you furrow your brows with a smile, “for what?”

“being here for me.” he says and your face softens, “i know i probably didn’t show it all the time, but i do appreciate it. for awhile, i felt like i didn’t have anybody.”

“well, you have me.” you smile

robby’s face breaks into a small smile for the first time in a long time. as a comfortable silence settles between the two of you, you suddenly become aware of how close the two of you had gotten.

for a second, your eyes drift down to robby’s lips before drifting back up. before you know it, robby kisses you softly. giving you enough time to pull away and tell him you didn’t feel the same. when you kiss him back, he tilts his head slightly to deepen the kiss.

his hand comes up and cups your face before you pull away. small breaths escape your lips as your eyes flicker up to his.

“that wasn’t just a one time thing, was it?”

robby shakes his head, “i don’t want it to be.”

you smile brightly, “good.”

[miguelschamp]

hii, i’m so glad you liked it. i didn’t plan a part two, but i can definitely make it happen :))

say don’t go

pairing: robby keene x fem!reader

summary: you visit robby in juvy

warnings: slight angst, but ends in fluff

you sat at the table wringing your hands together. you were visiting robby in juvy today and he didn’t really have any idea.

after the school fight, you were taken to the hospital for some minors you had acquired during the whole ordeal. you then tried getting a hold of robby.

after a couple of days of coming up short, you heard that he got caught and was put in juvy. you felt terrible because you knew that he hadn’t meant to run from the cops, he was just scared.

you then found out from johnny that he was able to have visitors. fortunately, you were able to set up a day for you to visit him.

you look over as the door opens. you heart starts to beat faster as you see robby walk out. he looks around at the other people visiting with their families before his eyes land on you.

he stops in his tracks and you had to admit that you were scared that he wouldn’t want to see you. you take a deep sigh as he stares at you.

he slowly starts to make his way over to your table. your eyes follow his every move as he sits down.

it’s silent as he finally looks up at you. you shift slightly in your seat before your leg begins to jump up and down.

“hi.” you say softly

“hey.” he nods. his voice was rough as he spoke.

“um, how are you ?” you ask. your eyes shut as you realized what you were asking, “sorry, that’s a stupid question.”

he scoffs lightly, “i’m fine. thanks.”

you nod before looking down at your hands. “i just- i wanted to check on you. i tried looking for you after the fight, but..”

“yeah.” he says looking down at the table. it goes quiet again as you try to wait for robby to take the conversation in whichever direction he chose. “y/n, why are you here ?”

the question stuns you. you thought it was obvious why you were here. you clear your throat, “i- i came to check on you-“

“i know. you said that but,” he starts, “all your friends are in cobra kai and i’m sure if they knew you were here, they’d flip out. so, why are you here ?”

“because i want to be.” you say simply. robby looks up at you. “i was worried about you and wanted to know if you were okay. i don’t care what everyone in cobra kai thinks. i’m not even apart of it anymore.”

“why would you care about me ?”

“despite us being in separate dojos, i thought that we were still sort of friends, so..”

you finally get the courage to look up at robby. when you do, you can see sadness swarming in his green eyes. you didn’t know it, but only kreese and johnny had come to visit him and both for very different reasons.

you were the only other person that had come to visit him.

“look, if you don’t want me here, then i’ll leave.” you say, “whatever you want.”

“i don’t want you to leave.”

you feel your shoulders lighten as he says this. “then i’ll stay.”

you see a ghost of a smile on his lips. you smile back at him as your eyes catch his. you’d definitely be visiting more often.

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HIS WAIST??!!!?!

[miguelschamp]

loml

pairing: luke patterson x fem!reader

summary: 25 years later, you get a message from luke

warnings: sadness. again.

a/n: for @presleyluvschris. this is a part two to bigger than the whole sky. you don’t necessarily have to read it to understand, but it may help :)

25 years. 25 years had passed since luke died. you hadn’t been the same since. no matter who you met or tried to be with, no one could fill the void that luke left. not to mention, alex and reggie who you had grown close to, due to luke, slipping through your fingers.

as time went on, you had truly tried your hardest to move on. luke always spoke to you about living life and never letting anything hold you back. but no matter what, they never lived up to luke.

of course, it wasn’t their fault that you had always compared them to him. sure, not all of them were angels on earth, but the ones that weren't so bad didn't deserve to be in constant comparison.

you’d known luke your entire life. your parents knowing each other way before you were born and being sure you guys were best friends.

he wasn’t just your boyfriend, he was your best friend. the one person who knew everything about you. the one person who could read you like a book. the only person you truly believed in and loved like no other.

so, when a teenage girl knocked on your door saying she knew luke, it confused you.

as you let her in, you turned to her with furrowed brows, “i’m sorry. what did you say your name was?”

“julie.” she smiled, “julie molina.”

“oh, hi, julie.” you nodded, “i’m y/n.”

“i know.” she chuckled softly

your brows furrowed, “and you said that you know luke? as in present tense?”

“yes.”

“i’m sorry, but i’m not sure how that’s possible.” you chuckled in disbelief, “he- he died 25 years ago.”

julie nods again with a small smile before holding out her phone, “it may sound ridiculous, but they came back as ghosts.”

your frown deepens as you take her phone from her. your heart races as you watch julie perform with luke, reggie, and alex. that couldn’t be possible.

“i’m sorry, i’m extremely confused.”

“i get it. it’s not something you’d understand easily.” she smiles, “after they passed, they never actually made it to the other side. they had some unfinished business and in turn, ended up as ghosts. they’ve been hanging around with me for the past few months.”

julie watches as another wave of confusion passes over you, “julie-“

you’re cut off as you watch julie look past you, you turn looking around just seeing the small table you had against your wall. a few trinkets laid across it. nothing in a particular place. more like a junk table.

you turn back to her as she chuckles. she nods before looking over at you, “the last conversation you had with him, he was telling you about the orpheum.”

your face softens as she continues, “he told you that he wouldn’t have made it that far without you. you were the only thing keeping him going.”

your breath hitches as you recall your last conversation with luke. no one, but the two of you, would know about that.

“how-“ you start before looking around, “luke?”

you look around for a few seconds before your eyes land on julie. she gives a sad smile, “he’s here. he says he loves you. always will.”

a quiet sob escapes you as a tear rolls down your cheek. your hand coming up to wipe it away, “i love you, too. so much.”

julie can’t help the tears that fill her eyes. watching you as you looked around for the boy you loved. her eyes trailing over to luke who stood behind you. his own eyes red and filled with tears as he watched you. his heart shattering as he reaches out and his hand simply phases through your arm.

julie then remembers the note luke wrote you. she reaches in her back pocket as she steps closer, “he wanted me to give this to you. he said he knows it’s not much, but there was so much he wants to say.”

you take the paper gingerly from her as you look up to her, “thank you so much.”

“of course.” julie says, “i’ll leave you with it.”

you give her a soft smile before she walks over toward the door. turning and waving to you before closing it behind her.

you then look down at the folded paper in your hand. your chest tightening as you debated reading it. it wasn’t like you hadn’t thought about what’d you say to luke or what his voice would’ve sounded like if he were still around. because you did. everyday.

but having something from him that hadn’t been around for 25 years, made your heart race.

you take a deep sigh as you sit on your couch. you slowly open up the note immediately taking in luke’s messy handwriting. you chuckled softly as a tear rolls down your cheek. your eyes then flickering up to the first word.

hey, baby. i know this isn’t exactly how you imagined our next conversation going. it wasn’t how i imagined it either. i just want you to know how much i miss you. there hasn’t been a day that’s gone by that i haven’t thought of you. everyday i regret even going to the orpheum. knowing that i left you behind to live without me. that’s not ever something that i thought would happen and i hate that it did. i hope you know how much i still love you. you’re the only person that’s ever truly understood me and i can’t thank you enough for believing in me.

there’s no one i would’ve rather spent my 17 years with. i don’t know how i would’ve made it that long without you. i hope you’re living your life like i always told you to. i don’t want to be the thing holding you back. no matter what, you’ll always be my girl. i love you so much, baby. more than you’ll ever know or understand. live life for me.

- luke

you hadn’t realized you were crying until you looked up from the note. the paper littered with wet spots from the tears that fell. you sniffle as you look back down at the note.

“i love you.” you cry, “i love you so much.”

you pull the note to your chest as your eyes shut tightly. sobs leaving your lips as you thought about luke.

“i love you, baby. never forget that. please.” luke says as he sits beside you. knowing you couldn’t hear him, but feeling as though he had to say it. praying that by some miracle you’d hear him or see him. but as you looked around and even directly at him, he knew he was still invisible to you.

but even if seeing your beautiful face or hearing your soft voice meant you’d never see or hear him, he’d be okay with that. because no matter what, luke loved you. and no time in the universe would ever change that.

[miguelschamp]

bigger than the sky actually broke my heart. could you write something where the reader is like luke’s best friend’s daughter or something?

hii!! so, do you mean Luke in 2020 after he had already passed? as in she would maybe be friends with Julie and it goes from there?

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Where did you go??

i have no motivation/ideas lmao. i post a lot on tiktok and wattpad though. i’ve been coming on here every once in awhile, but immediately leaving 😭

[miguelschamp]

could i request more fics for isaac😭😭💙

this love

pairing: isaac lahey x reader

summary: after years of not seeing isaac, he shows up at a hangout you’re having with your friends

warnings: mentions of alcohol, characters are aged up

a/n: hi anon ! thank you so much for the request. i hope you enjoy and anyone else who would like to request anything please do. i’m low on motivation lmao

“lydia, i’m really not sure if i can make it.” you say into the phone, “i mean i have so much to do for work.”

“that’s the point. it’ll be a break from all of that.” she says. “and we haven’t all met up in awhile. it’ll be fun.”

you shut your apartment door behind you as you set your bags down, “lydia…”

“please, y/n/n. who knows the next time we’ll all be able to hang out. you know how stiles is about this stuff.”

she was right. you knew stiles was worried about all of you drifting apart. and while you guys had all gone off and got your own jobs and homes, you still met up whenever you could. just standing there now, you can imagine stiles’ puppy dog eyes looking back at you.

“yeah, okay.” you sigh, “i’ll see you guys tonight.”

“yay ! okay, i’ll see you later. bye.”

“bye.” you say before you hang up.

��••

the bar is loud as you walk through the door. you were dressed in a pair of light washed jeans and a crop top. it was a very simply outfit, but you knew your friends would be dressed the same.

you hold your purse close to you as you walk through the bar. your friends were sat all the way in the back as usual. the booth you guys always take whenever you met up there.

a small smile takes over your face as you see stiles telling a story with his hands flying all over. as you get closer, scott looks over at you.

“hey, y/n/n.” he smiles. everyone else at the table turns toward you as you get closer.

“hey, guys !”

“y/n !” lydia says as she gets up to hug you. you laugh as she squeezes you before letting go.

“how are you guys ?”

“great.” stiles nods before taking a sip of his drink. he steps aside as scott gets up.

“i’ll be back.” he says before walking off

“here, y/n/n.” liam says sliding a drink over, “i was the only one nice enough to actually order it for you.”

“because you’re the only one who remembered it, asshole.” malia says

“it’s still odd knowing you can drink now, but thank you.” you chuckle. “where’d scott go ?”

“oh, uh,” stiles starts, “he went to go grab someone.”

you furrow your brows as you scoot in beside lydia, “who ?”

“guys !” scott calls out. you turn in the direction of his voice and your eyes widen.

“oh my god.” you mutter

“hey.” isaac smiles

“hey, isaac.” stiles says awkwardly, “glad to see you, buddy.”

“you’re back from france ?” lydia asks

“uh, yeah.” he nods

scott pats his shoulder, “he’s staying, too. i figured i’d invite him to the meet up.”

“the more the merrier.” lydia shrugs. she looks over at you before nudging you, “right, y/n/n ?”

“huh ?” you blurt out turning to her before looking back up at isaac and smiling, “oh, yes, yeah. the more the merrier.”

isaac smiles nodding. you hear stiles chuckling from the other side of the table. you leg flies out and kicks him in his shin under the table. “ow !”

•••

it had been about two hours since isaac had shown up and everything seemed to be going okay. everyone fell into casual conversation as usual. you laughed along with your friends before looking down at your empty cup.

you turn to lydia, “hey, i’m gonna go grab another drink.”

“okay.” she smiles. you slide out of the booth before heading toward the bar.

you sit on a stool as a bartender comes up to you. “hi, can i get a margarita please ?”

“of course.” she smiles, “coming right up.”

you give a grateful smile back, “thank you.”

as she walks off, you look down at your hands. you look over as someone sits in the stool next to you. your heart beat accelerates as isaac’s blue eyes stare back at you.

“hey.” he says

“hi.” you smile

silence falls between the two of you. you and isaac dated for about a year before he left for france. of course, it hurt, but you knew leaving was probably what was best for him. especially considering he didn’t actually have any family left in beacon hills.

when he left, you guys didn’t keep any contact. you truly thought he wouldn’t ever come back to beacon hills. but as he sat next to you six years later, he looked just as beautiful as he did when he left.

he was of course older and his features were more defined. he had stumble growing across his chin. and to be honest, you loved it. he was older, but he still looked like the same guy you fell in love with.

and as isaac sat across from you, he couldn’t imagine anyone more beautiful. your eyes were still sparkling and full of happiness. your skin and your smile just as gorgeous and as captivating as he remembered. whenever you guys were sat with your friends, he thought you would’ve caught him staring. and now with the two of you alone, he was afraid he wouldn’t ever be able to keep his eyes off of you.

“how have you been ?” he asks

“um, i’m good. i’ve been really busy with work and stuff.” you chuckle, “but i’m good. how about you ? how was france ?”

“it was great.” he smiles, “it felt good to take the time for myself. i really needed it.”

“i understand.” you nod. you look over as a glass is set in front of you, “thank you.”

“no problem.” she says before turning to isaac, “would you like anything, sir ?”

“no, thank you.” he says. the bartender nods before walking off. “so, what do you do for work ?”

“i’m a web developer for a fashion company.” you say

“seriously ?” he asks. you hum in agreement, “that’s amazing, y/n/n. i remember you talking about that a couple of years ago.”

“yeah, it’s not exactly what i wanted to do, but i’m still involved, so it’s amazing.”

“yeah.” he says as you look down at your drink. his eyes soften, “y/n ?”

“hm ?”

“i’m really sorry.” he says. you look over at him with a frown, “i’m sorry for just leaving like that.”

“don’t be.” you say shaking your head, “i understand why you left. honestly, thinking back, i probably would’ve done the same thing.”

“i wanted to call you.” he nods, “and i would’ve, but i didn’t know if you hated me or didn’t want me to contact you. i probably should’ve asked scott, but i knew he had a lot going on.”

“it’s okay, isaac.” you say. isaac can feel his heart skip a beat at the way his name sounded coming from you.

“so, we’re okay ?”

“of course, we are.” you say, “we always will be.”

isaac smiles wide, “great.”

you pull away from your straw to face isaac. his blue eyes following your every move. as you looked at him, you notice the look in his eyes. the same look he would give you anytime he saw you when you were dating. the same look that he still had whenever he told you he was leaving for france.

the look that told you that he loved you and would do anything for you. it was still there.

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and he does it again

[miguelschamp]

thinking about how horrible jiara is gonna be in season 4 🤮

[miguelschamp]

new car

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

summary: after kie shows you a tiktok, you play a prank on your boyfriend

warnings: none

you had been working for years to save up for your new car. all throughout high school, you had driven your mom’s old car. which worked fine for going back and forth to school, but it ultimately gave out after you graduated.

it took awhile to save since you and jj decided to move in together after high school after being together since freshman year, but you finally did it.

you got the car about three months ago and your excitement was still through the roof. you loved your new car.

you didn’t have to worry about your engine randomly going out, you didn’t have to roll all of your windows down because of the air conditioning not working, or slam your trunk shut because simply closing it didn’t work.

of course, whenever these problems arose, jj would fix it no problem, but it felt good to know you wouldn’t have to bombard him with those problems anymore.

as long as you’ve known jj, he’s been pretty into cars. he knew the run around of what to do when something wasn’t working. and in all actuality, it amazed you.

so, when kie told about you about this prank going around tiktok, it piqued your interest.

you told jj you would be going to the gas station whenever you got off of work before heading home.

you filled up the tank and grab snacks before heading back to your car. you grabbed your phone and dialed your boyfriend before putting him on speaker.

“yeah, baby?”

“i’m on my way, jay. do we need anything else before i head home?”

“uh, no, i think we’re good.”

“okay.” you mutter, “oh, babe, you’re never gonna believe what they have at the gas station.”

“what?”

“they have these christmas themed covers on the gas pumps. it’s so cute.”

“what do you mean christmas themed?”

“they have these cute green ones out. it’s adorable.”

“green?” he says before you hear a gasp, “baby, don’t tell me.”

“tell you what?” you say feigning confusion

“which one did you use?”

“the green ones. i always use the other one, so i wanted to use the christmas one.”

as he sighs, you cover your mouth to conceal your giggle.

“baby.” he starts, “how much did you put in the tank?”

“i only put about half.” you say, “what’s wrong, jj?”

“princess, they're not christmas pumps, it’s diesel.”

“diesel?”

“yes, diesel. your car doesn’t take diesel.”

“i didn’t know. i just thought they changed the covers.” you say faking your upset tone

“oh god.” he mumbles, “i can’t believe you did that. why on earth would you do that?”

the laugh you’d been holding the whole conversation was finally let out.

“what? why are you laughing?”

“because it’s a prank.” you laugh

jj groans, “oh my god, y/n/n. seriously?”

“yes. kie showed it to me.”

“okay, well, you’re not hanging out with kie anymore.”

your laughter intensifies as jj lets out a chuckle of his own.

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the exit pt. 2

pairing: john b routledge x fem!reader

summary: you see john b for the first time in months

warnings: none

a/n: requested by @mirellef2001. i hope you enjoy :)

it had been a few months since you walked away from john b. from the outside looking in, a lot had happened.

john b being accused of murder, then he and sarah passed trying to get off the island. of course, you didn’t believe that john b had killed peterkin. john b was a lot of things, but a murderer wasn’t one of them.

then you found out from kie that john b wasn’t dead and that he was actually okay. that gave you some relief knowing that he was okay.

now, as of recent, it came out that john b was cleared and that rafe cameron killed peterkin. you were happy that the truth came out, but hadn’t made any effort to actually talk to him.

you were still hurt by what happened with him and sarah, but considering all that happened, if you ever did see him, you wouldn’t rub it in his face.

looking around at the bonfire, you couldn’t quite tell if you still wanted to be there. your friends left you alone awhile ago and had yet to make an effort to come back. you were sat on a brick wall with a half empty solo cup in your hands.

the fire burning in the middle of the party calmed you, but the teenagers running around and drinking different concoctions left and right made you anxious.

you left out a deep sigh as you shut your eyes. your finger tapping the side of the cup as you open your eyes slowly.

“you here all by yourself?”

your heart drops. you knew exactly who was standing beside you. you turn and your eyes meet the only boy you’ve ever been in love with.

“john b?”

“that’s me.” he smiles softly. he watches as you look him up and down slowly before you turn towards the fire again, “you mind if i sit?”

“go ahead.” you shrug. john b takes a seat next to you making sure to leave some space between the two of you.

this was the first time he had seen you in months. he couldn’t believe how beautiful you still were, if not more.

when you walked away from john b this past summer, he knew he messed up. terribly.

the day was on repeat in his mind for a long time. he couldn’t believe he actually let you go. it was stupid. he knew that. and his friends wasted no time in reminding him of that.

“how have you been?”

you chuckle, “i should be asking you that considering you were on the run and on trial for murder.”

“well, i made it out pretty okay.” he smiles, “but how are you?”

“i’m fine.” you mumble

john b eyes you as you stare into your cup. his mind reeling for some way to get you to talk to him, “y/n-“

“if you’re gonna bring up you and sarah, please don’t. i’ve thought about it enough.”

john b sighs, “okay, well. can i at least apologize?”

“for what? we weren’t together.”

“but we were supposed to be.”

“we wanted to be.” you say finally looking over at him. your heart skips as you look into his brown eyes. they were as gorgeous as you remember, “you didn’t cheat or anything, john b. you don’t have to apologize.”

“i’m still sorry.” he says, “i hurt you and i always promised i wouldn’t. i was just so caught up in finishing what my dad started that i got caught up in something with sarah.”

“you guys were on the run together. you don’t have to downplay what you felt for her to make me feel better.”

“i’m not. i’ll always be thankful for her helping me and sticking with me, but what i felt for her is nothing like what i felt for you.”

“john b.” you sigh as you look away

“i’m serious.” he says scooting closer, “i’m sorry, y/n/n.”

as you turn to him, john b looks down. his hand reaches for one of your hands laying in your lap. he removes it from the cup and holds it gently.

he looks up at you, “i’m sorry and i love you.”

your face softens, “i love you too.”

“i know.” he nods, “but it’s not about me right now. i wanna make everything up to you. i want you to understand how much i really do appreciate all that you’ve done for me despite what happened. i want you to understand how much i love you.”

your eyes flicker between his before his own fall to your lips. as he leans in closer, you heart beats harder in your chest.

you didn’t know if kissing john b was a good idea. was a simple apology really enough? john b wasn’t one to break promises. once he has his mind on something, he sticks to it. so, if he promised to make everything up to you, then he would.

so who cares?

your eyes shut as he places his lips on yours. you sigh softly as he moves against you. he pulls away, but doesn’t go far at all.

your eyes open and he’s already looking at you. his eyes swarming with a look only you’ve seen. you didn’t know that, but he did.

he also knew that no matter what happened, he would never let you go again.

[miguelschamp]

Hey can you please write a stiles/reader fic where they buy a ton of paczki since Stiles is Polish and the reader is part Polish

cravings

pairing: stiles stilinski x fem!polish!reader

summary: only one place can kill your period cravings

warnings: none

a/n: hii!! thank you so much for the request. i am american, so if there’s anything i have wrong or missed please let me know. i hope you enjoy :)

your period had actually come out of nowhere. it was usually a little later, but it seemed like mother nature wanted to visit you early.

of course, you had your usual cravings like every other girl. chocolate or sometimes really spicy things. but this time, you couldn’t quite figure out what you wanted and it was driving you insane.

everything you ate, was okay tasting, but it didn’t hit the spot.

then it hit you.

“stiles?” you say into the phone

“yeah, y/n/n, everything okay?”

“no.”

“what’s wrong?”

“i need you to take me to hanna’s bakery.”

“hanna’s bakery?” he exclaims, “baby, that’s an hour and a half away.”

“i know, but i really want pączki.” you whine

“pa- what the hell is that?”

your eyes widen, “you’ve never had pączki?”

“no, what is that?”

“they’re kinda like donuts.” you say, “stiles you’re polish, how do you not know what that is?”

“i don’t know. when i went to that bakery, i just got regular donuts.” he says, “can’t we just go to another one closer?"

“no. it needs to be hanna’s.” you say, “please.”

stiles sighs over the line, “i’m on my way.”

•••

stiles would’ve never driven an hour and a half out of his way for literally anyone. but seeing as he’s heard you complain about how you couldn’t find what you were craving, he would do it for you.

as you soon as you guys arrive, you jump out of the jeep. already up on the curb as stiles gets out of the car.

“stiles, come on.” you say reaching out for him

“i’m coming.” he chuckles as you grab his hand and pull him into the bakery.

you ended up ordering a dozen of the donuts. a huge smile on your face as you guys got into the car. as soon as you’re seated, you open the box.

you sigh as the wonderful smell fills the truck. stiles eyeing you as you look down at the box.

“you look crazy.” he says.

you immediately roll your eyes, “shut up. these are amazing.”

you pick one up for yourself before holding one out to him.

“no, i’m okay.”

“stiles.” you groan

“i don’t want any.” he laughs

“just try it please. i promise it’s good.” you say, "my grandma used to make them all the time when i was a kid. this is the only place that tastes close to hers."

he sighs as he watches you pull puppy dog eyes. he takes it from you and his brows furrow. it looked like a regular donut to him. he couldn’t understand what was so special about it to you.

“ready?” you ask. as he nods, the two of you take a bite. your eyes roll back as the delicious treat fills your senses, “oh my god, this is exactly what i wanted.”

you look over as you notice stiles’ silence. your eyes widen at the donut being half gone.

“oh my god, stiles.” you laugh

“what?” he says. his mouth was full of pączki. powdered sugar sitting on his lip as he looked back at you with wide eyes.

“do you like it?”

“definitely.” he says as he sits back. your laughter intensifying as he finishes the rest of the donut in one bite before reaching for another.

[miguelschamp]

the exit

pairing: john b routledge x fem!reader

summary: john b promised you two find each other again. so why was he with sarah cameron?

warnings: angst

after big john disappeared, john b changed. and rightfully so. he didn’t know where his father was or if he was okay. he had a lot to deal with.

you guys had been dating for a year prior to that and while you loved him, you knew everything was taking a toll on him. he expressed to you how he felt he wasn’t giving you enough in the relationship and wanted to take a break.

you agreed. although it broke your heart, if it made things a little easier for him, you would deal with it. you guys remained friends and you always looked out for him.

bringing him food, making sure his house was clean, making sure he took care of himself. it was almost like you two were still dating. which over the months was brought up a lot. finally being together again and being happy.

when john b came to you about finding gold, you thought he was insane.

but he believe it existed, so like always you helped him. so far, it seemed like the gold actually existed. you guys were planning to go down and get it eventually, but as john b called everyone over to meet at the château, you were a little nervous.

not knowing exactly what to expect. but you definitely didn’t expect him to bring sarah cameron along.

kie was pacing as john b sat on the other side of the couch. pope sat on a stool by jj. jj sat in a chair and you stood beside kie.

"no effing way! you brought her here? so what? she’s in on this now?" kie yells. john b looks around for some kind of support from the others.

"i dunno." pope shrugs

"look, all i care about is her cut comes out of your share." jj says

"you know, i don't remember taking a vote. this is our thing. a pogue thing." kie says

"i gotta say, i’m just a tad uncomfortable with all of this." pope says

"thank you!"

"when are you not uncomfortable?" john b snaps

"i dunno. i rode here on the back of jj’s bike pretty comfortably."

"it’s true. most relaxed i’ve ever seen him." jj says

"that’s cute, guys." john b says looking ahead

"you know we were all extremely comfortable until you brought her." kie says

"stop talking about me like i’m not here!" sarah says

"then leave."

sarah scoffs, "i told you."

"told him what, exactly? that you're a liar?"

"no, that you're a shit-talking bitch."

"oh, shit." pope says as the girls continue arguing

"my money's on kie." jj whispers as they both pull out money

you didn’t know what to think. you couldn’t figure out why sarah cameron of all people was here. no one had ever brought her up as a potential friend. only kie when she brought up how much she hated the girl.

you didn’t go to midsummers, so you obviously didn’t know about the conversation the others had the night prior when sarah showed up to give him the map.

all you knew was that john b got hurt and that was enough for you to be worried about him. nothing else mattered. now you wished someone would’ve told you.

"everybody shut up!" john b yells, "kie, you are my best friend, right?" kie nods with a shrug, "and sarah, you're..." he chuckles, "you're my..."

"say it." she nods

"you’re my girlfriend."

your heart dropped.

"ohh... that's new." pope says

"she’s your girlfriend now?" kie scoffs, "what was all that talk about you were just using her for information? get a map, cut her loose."

"you said you were using me?" sarah says

"no."

"yeah, you did." jj says

"you said those things." pope finishes

“and what about y/n/n?” kie snaps. upon mentioning you, jj and pope turn to you.

"look, love just walked in, okay?" john b says

"oh, vomit." kie says

"i didn't expect it. it just... it kind of happened. and i’m not gonna deny it. right?"

"oh. that’s corny." pope whispers

"look, cut the bullshit, john b." kie says, "if she's in, i’m out."

"i’m not doing this."

"you are gonna decide."

"i can't!"

"i’m very interested, actually. me or her?"

"both." he shrugs

“ooh.” pope whispers

jj whistles, "went for the hail mary."

kie storms off slamming the screen door behind her.

"it’ll be cool, right?" sarah says, "i’m gonna leave."

"sarah, don't."

"gonna let y'all chat. let me know." she says before she storms off the other way. john b’s head falls back against the wall.

"i’d just like to say, you handled that beautifully." jj says. pope looks up toward you. you were dead silent and had tears brimming your eyes.

“y/n/n?” he says softly. john b’s head snaps up

“i’m gonna go. i’ll text you guys later.” you say as your voice cracks. pope’s eyes following you as you walk off the porch.

“y/n.” john b calls out before following you.

your hands wipe at your eyes as tears finally escape. your steps quickening as you hear footsteps behind you.

“y/n.” john b says reaching out to you. you snatch your arm away as you turn to him.

“let go of me.” you snap

“can we please talk?”

“there’s nothing to talk about.” you shrug, “you have a girlfriend now. you should go comfort her, you know? or maybe your best friend?”

“y/n, i didn’t mean for it to just come out like that, okay? it really did just happen.”

“so then what were all those talks we had about finally being together again?” you say looking up at him, “you were saying how you finally felt like you were becoming your old self and you couldn’t wait for us to be together again. what was that?”

john b’s mouth opens and closes as he stands there, “what was it, john b?”

“i don’t know. i don’t know.” he says, “i did mean it. i did. everything i told you i meant.”

“so then why are you with sarah cameron?” you cry. john b’s heart breaks at your tear stained cheeks, “if you meant that, you would be with me.”

“i’m sorry.” he replies weakly

“yeah, you’re sorry.” you chuckle, “you know what? just count me out of this whole treasure thing. i don’t want anything to do with you.”

“y/n.”

“no.” you snap before walking off. john b’s hand falling by his side as he watches you walk away.

[miguelschamp]

wow.

[miguelschamp]

Love Is Easy

𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗧𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: <𝟭𝗸

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲! 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 @miguelschamp ! 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴! 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 (𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀!) 𝗠𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗡����𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗟𝘂𝘃 𝘆𝗮!!

𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙛!

“Are you nervous?” You ask Stiles, noticing that he’s fidgeting a little more than usual. You’re both currently sitting in the back of his jeep at the Beacon Hills Preserve. This is your favorite date spot, and so is his. It’s the night before the first day of junior year, and Stiles wanted to get out of the house. You two sit and admire the town lights among the stars.

“About school? Nah, nope! I’m ready to start homework right now.” He shakes himself out of his thoughts, and you know him all too well to know there’s something on his mind.

“Stiles, what’s up? I mean, I know random dates aren’t out of the ordinary with you, but get the feelings there’s something else you dragged me out here for.”

“You know me so well, you see right through me.” He sighs smiling.

“So what’s up?” You ask him.

Stiles takes a deep breath, and it’s then that your heart drops into you stomach. You get the hint that whatever he’s wanting to say is serious, and your mind scatters to the worst.

“Y/N, we’re about to start our junior year together.”

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺…𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?

“Which is supposed to be the most difficult school year, and not to mention whatever the supernatural will throw at us this year.”

“Okay.” You reply. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵?

Stiles takes another deep breath, grabbing your hands to hold in his. “What I’m saying is, there’s going to be a lot of hardships ahead. But there’s one thing in my life that isn’t hard or difficult.”

𝘖𝘩.

“Being with you, Y/N…Being with you is easy. Loving you is easy.” My eyes begin to well up at his words.

“Stiles-“

“Nope! Don’t interrupt me! I’ve got this all memorized and I don’t wanna lose my place!” He stops me, and I laugh.

“Loving you is easy, Y/N/N, and I want it to stay that way. I want you every day. I want you with me all the time.” That’s when you can no longer look him in the eyes and you begin to sob.

“Awe don’t cry! Y/N please don’t cry I’m not even proposing, yet!” He laughs, and you look up at him with wide eyes.

“Wait, no! I’m not going to propose right now, I meant—I—I mean I’m not proposing yet as in I will in the near future. Well—no not—not 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 as in in a minute. I mean near as in—“

“Stiles, please continue.” You laugh, placing a hand on his shoulder briefly.

He smiles, “Okay, you know what I’m just gonna get to it now.” He says, skipping his monologue and digging into his pocket to pull out a little jewelry box.

“Loving you is easy, you make my life easy Y/N. And I know that you don’t really like gifts and this in no way represents all that you mean to me, because you mean a lot more to me than a ring. But, I just wanted to get you something special.” He babbles, handing you the little jewelry box.

You open it up to see a ring, with a little gray rock in the center. “𝘖𝘩, 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴.”

“It’s a promise ring, you know, something special until I can replace it.” He says, taking the ring from your hands to slide it onto your ring finger.

You hold it up for you both to admire, tears still staining you cheeks.

“It’s a rock from the playground where we met.” He adds, “You know, something with actual meaning. I didn’t want to just buy some random ring, that’s not meaningful.” He says, and you’re in complete awe of his attention to detail.

You let out a little laugh, though your eyes still hold tears. “Is this why my mom asked me for my ring size a month ago?” You asked, dumbfounded.

Stiles chuckles, “Yeah, yeah I had her help me.”

“Stiles,” You sob, looking into his auburn eyes as they glisten in the starlight. Stiles doesn’t let you finish, instead pulling you to his chest for a tight hug. He wraps his strong arms around your waist, and you wrap yours around his. You sob into his chest.

“Jeez I knew you’d cry, but I didn’t think you were this much of a cry baby.” He cracks a joke into the crook of your neck, laughing. You giggle, holding him tighter.

“I love you so much, Stiles.”

“I love you. A lot, actually.”

“Loving you is easy too.”

𝟏/𝟐𝟐/𝟐𝟒

[miguelschamp]

paper rings

pairing: stiles stilinski x fem!reader

summary: stiles can’t wait to spend the rest of his life with you

warnings: none

it was your 11th birthday and you were beyond excited.

your mom had been planning your party for weeks. making sure the theme you wanted was going to be perfect. she invited all of your friends from school, including your two best friends, scott and stiles.

you met scott and stiles in 2nd grade. you tripped and fell onto the wood chips as you were running toward the swing set. as tears blurred your eyes, you heard rapid footsteps coming toward you.

two boys bent down beside you and asked if you were okay before scott ran off to find a teacher. stiles stayed by your side reassuring you that you were okay. and from then on, you guys were friends.

you came down the steps in a pink dress covered in flowers. your hair done and jewelry littering your arms and hands. your mom smiled as you came down the steps.

“scott and stiles are here.” you say running toward the door

“how do you know?”

“i saw them through my window.” you say swinging the door open. a smile spreads across your features as your friends walk toward the door. you run out towards them as your mom walks out onto the porch.

“happy birthday!” they say as you run toward them. you giggle as the three of you collide in a huge hug.

“thank you.” you smile pulling away, “today’s gonna be so much fun.”

“definitely.” scott says

“happy birthday, sweetie.” melissa says walking up behind the boys

“thank you, ms. melissa.” you beam. you feel your mom place her hand on your shoulder

“why don’t you guys go out back and play until everyone gets here?” she says

you squeal as you and the boys run around to the backyard.

•••

it was darker out now and your party was in full swing. you’ve opened presents and had cake. now, everyone was mingling around until they decided to leave.

you had been up since early that morning and you were exhausted. you were running around all day and playing with your friends. ensuring that everyone felt included and was having fun.

now, you sat on a bench that you had in your backyard. everyone was running around in front of you and parents were laughing and enjoying each other’s company.

you look to your left as someone walks toward you. you smile brightly, “hi, stiles.”

“hey.” he says sitting beside you, “are you okay?”

“yeah.” you nod, “i’m just really tired. i was awake really early this morning.”

“oh, well you had fun today, right?”

“of course.” you smile before you lay your head on his shoulder. he lays his head on top of yours as you sigh, “today was the best day ever.”

stiles smiles before taking a deep breath, “y/n/n, i have another present for you.”

you sit up, “really? you didn’t have to. the teddy bear was more than enough.”

when opening your first gift from stiles, you couldn’t believe he had gotten you a bear you had been talking about for months now. your mom had been looking all over for it and couldn’t find it. but, of course, stiles did.

“well, i just wanted to get you something extra for being my best friend.” he says. you smile softly as he digs in his pocket.

he holds his hand out to you. in it was a ring made out of paper. the “diamond” was colored in to imitate the shininess.

“i made it because my dad wouldn’t let me get an actual ring.” he says as you take it from him.

“i love it.” you laugh. it truly was amazing considering an 11 year old boy made it. as you slid it onto your ring finger you held your hand out to him.

“perfect.” he says, “maybe one day i can get you an actual one.”

you smile at him before wrapping your arms around his neck. he quickly hugs you back with a small smile on his face.

•••

you and stiles laid back against his jeep on the outlook of beacon hills. the sun was setting and stiles always made it his mission for the two of you to catch it since you once brought up how you loved them.

it was something that he’s tried doing since the two of you started dating. you guys had been dating for 3 years now. since freshman year of high school and the two of you couldn’t be happier.

your 4 year anniversary was coming up and stiles had something up his sleeve. the ring he gave you for your 11th birthday held significance for the both of you. he remembers you actually wearing and taking care of the ring for a couple of weeks before the “band” ripped.

you were devastated and thought stiles would’ve hated you for ruining his gift. safe to say he wasn’t and was actually shocked at how long the ring lasted.

so, you kept the ring in the box with the other jewelry you were collecting. it now sat in the back of your phone case. it was squished now, but it didn’t matter. it was your favorite.

you watch as he sits up before looking over at you, “yes?” you say in a sing song voice

“i have a present for you.” he says. you furrow your brows as you sit up.

“okay.” you ask, “wait, our anniversary isn’t for a few months.”

“i know, but i couldn’t keep it from you anymore.” he chuckles as you smile, “y/n, you are the most amazing person i’ve ever met. you mean the world to me and going into senior year, i just want you to know how much i love you. i don’t think scott and i would’ve made it this far with our heads still on our shoulders without you. especially me.”

you laugh as tears behind to gather in your eyes. he lays his hand on your thigh, “you remember the ring i gave you for your birthday?”

you nod as you pull out your phone turning it over. showing off the old gift, “yeah.”

he says nothing as he digs in his pocket pulling out a box. you place your phone down as he holds it out to you, “stiles.”

“open it.” he says as you take it. he watches in anticipation as you open the box. you gasp as you see a shiny ring with a small diamond in the center.

“stiles.” you say softly. you turn to him as he smiles.

“that’s what the paper ring was supposed to look like.” he jokes

he gently takes the box from you. he takes the ring out before grabbing your left hand. he slides the ring onto your ring finger.

“it’s a promise ring.” he says as he rubs your knuckles, “for now until i can replace it.”

you look up at him as a tear falls onto your cheek. he takes no time in wiping it away before cupping your cheek.

“i love you so much.” you say as you sniffle

“i love you more.” he says before leaning in and kissing you gently.

[miguelschamp]

he’s so boyfriend