#xolo mariduena imagine

[ambcass]

can you do cobra kai characters with a cheerleader gf reader??

should be studying but...

a/n: im deadass ab to passout bru but wtvr i havent posted ina while ig... inbox is open btw :3 also this is not proof read D:

SPECIAL TAGS TO: @yippeeyoppee AND @humilityshown

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Miguel! tried to make it obvious that he liked Reader but she mistook his feelings for friendship. Poor baby got friend-zoned so many times because of how obvious Reader was:( One time, Miguel bought Reader followers (specifically roses) before their school's rally and Reader told him what of a supportive friend he was. But he didn't give up. He tried his hardest to let Reader know that he liked her, regardless if she felt the same way back, he would have gotten the message sent out. Reader did her fair share of kindness though. When she can, she'd go to the dojo Miguel is in and cheer him on like it was just practice.

Reader was so relieved when Miguel expressed his feelings towards her. She always thought that he was just being nice and that his actions shouldn't get into her head. Miguel brought her a basket he made with all the things she liked (candy, stuffed animals, drinks, etc.) and a lego flower bouquet.

Miguel! always goes to Reader's rallies to cheer her on. After the rallies, he would praise her on how good she did and how she should consider doing karate with him. He's scared that she'll get hurt but he knows that she can do it.

Eli! first laid eyes on Reader when the cheer squad was practicing after school. He saw a cute girl land a cartwheel with a smile and knew he was in love. He was just "Eli" when he met Reader but as soon as he turned into "Hawk" he automatically turned into a cocky bastard. He grew closer with her and always tried impressing Reader with his Karate moves but she wasn't always impressed. Many girls had a thing for Eli and tried making a move with him but it never worked. He would always find a way to sneak you back into his conversations.

Eli! confessed to you when the two of them were at a party and he was so drunk he just started talking random shit. Reader couldn't care less about what he was saying until her name was brought up. She took out her phone and started recording whatever he was about to say.

"Reader is the girl I have a crush on. Don't tell her though...I'm just so jealous of those ass jocks that she has to cheer for. She's so pretty, smart, and independent. Gosh, I wish she was mine."

Eli! had a smug look on his face but reeked of alcohol. Reader smiled and flicked Eli's forehead, telling him to go to sleep. He replied with "Yes, ma'am" and did as told. She kissed him on the forehead and slept beside him. When the both of them woke up, Reader showed Eli the recording and asked him if there was anything he would like to tell her. He was so shy but he was able to admit his feelings for her. The two then shared a passionate kiss and cuddled for a long time before someone told them to get off the couch. Hey, they were still at a party after all.

Eli! always asks Reader to accompany him to parties. Not only does that keep the unwanted girls away from Eli, but he feels he's safe when he's keeping Reader safe. Plus he wants to have fun with his girl, maybe have a drink or two. The only thing he absolutely hates is when older guys, guys that aren't even in high school anymore, try to hit on Reader like she doesn't have a boyfriend that is ready to kick ass with her. Otherwise, Eli wouldn't ask any girl in the world to party with him but his one and only girlfriend.

Robby! didn't think he would have a chance with her. Due to his financial and overall living conditions, he didn't think it was possible. Reader was just too popular for him. Any interactions with her would result in Robby trying to hide his feelings but he fails every time with the pink shade that appears on his cheeks and that soft smile he always gives Reader when he talks to her is all it'll take to make Reader realize that he wants to be more than friends with her.

Robby! asked Reader to be his girlfriend in the most romantic way possible. He got tips from Daniel and TRUST me when I say that they worked. Which really surprised Reader since how closed off Robby usually was Robby and Reader were hanging out during the Fourth of July at a park waiting for the fireworks show to start. He brought chips, sodas, and a handwritten note. A few seconds before the show started, he handed the note to her and asked her to open it. The note read, "Roses are red. Violets are blue. The sky is beautiful but not as beautiful as you". As she read the note, the fireworks started to bang. She looked at Robby with so much awe as he asked, "Reader, may I please be your boyfriend?" She cupped his face and Robby leaned in for a kiss. A kiss under the fireworks.

Reader doesn't mind at all that Robby doesn't take her to big fancy dates. In fact, she prefers small dates instead of big ones such as crafting, picnics, or even hanging in his house. Well, his mom's house. The second you two hang out in Johnny's small ass apartment, then Johnny would burst into the room while handing Robby a condom and asking him to stay safe. Reader can't stop laughing every time this happens. Robby is just annoyed that his dad thinks he would do sexual activities in his house.

"Better safe than sorry" Johnny threw a condom packet at Robby and closed the door shut. Robby's face turned red and threw the condom in the trash. Reader was just there cackling non-stop while Robby seemed like he didn't want to talk to his dad ever again.

Demetri! like Robby didn't think that Reader would ever like him back at all. His little phase with Yasmine faded quickly when he found out what a bitch Yasmine was to literally everyone (pls pretend that this is canon). He was just a nerdy lanky freak who hung out with the "boy with the lip" who later left him just to be cool. Reader was there for Demetri when Eli left him. She wanted him to be beside her at all times. Reader invited Demetri to watch her practice. When he does come, he would sit on the bleachers reading comics or doing homework. Anytime he sees a couple in the comic book he's reading, he would imagine that it's you two together, fighting crime. (or wtvr they're doing)

Demetri! is a shy baby and was practically clueless about how to ask Reader out. He thought of everything but he was either doing too little or too much. He didn't want her to think he was a loser geek that everyone made fun of. He wanted to be more than that. More than what everyone pictures him to be. His confession was simple. He slid a note into your locker stating that you should meet him after school, in the fields for something.

Once reader got there, she was in her cheer uniform and holding her silly pom poms. Demetri looked down at her with a deep blush and it was easy to make out that he was sweating. Demetri couldn't get his words out but before he was able to make words out, Reader cut him off,

"Would you like to go out sometime?" She asked him. A shocked expression appeared on his face. "Uhm sure, ya'know I was gonna ask you that". He was smiling hard, like really hard. Reader chuckled and held out her hand. "Well Demetri, care to accompany me in practice," she said in an old-fashioned tone. He held her hand in response, "Why yes Reader, I would love to" he raised his brow and the two laughed it off walking back to the gym.

People didn't get why Reader would date someone like Demteri but she didn't care. Any time he came back from Comic-Con and bought something back for her, she'd wear it to school. Her friends would look at her funny and ask "Why would you wear nerdy shit like that? You look like a geek" but Reader wouldn't care and that's what Demetri loved about her the most. Just because she was popular, it didn't mean that she couldn't be herself around her friends. Demetri loved teaching Reader nerdy things about him, such as the difference between DC and Marvel, which animes were "peak", and board games to play. Sometimes Reader would try to teach him how to do stunts but that obviously results him into ripping his pants.

[sensei-venus]

What about Reader is an actress on ck and is always asked if she's dating her costars but she always avoids the question. But she's actually poly with Jacob and Xolo?

“So, Reader, I have a more personal question to ask.” Reader laughed as the YouTube reporter grinned at her. Sitting across from each other in the small white-lit room. The atmosphere slowly started to shift the longer the interview went on.

“Well I would hope you have something good for me.”She said while getting comfortable in her seat. The fluffy couch the studio has is perfect. Settling down into the nice cushions Reader looks back to the guy named Nick who was interviewing her. He seemed like a nice guy and all but at the end of the day, he was still a reporter. Most of the questions that were asked so far were pretty tame.

But now after that brief pause, she knew something big was coming.

It did not sound like it was going to be a fun question.

He gave a small grin saying “So I know for a fact that you have not made a statement about your dating life since staring in Cobra Kai.” he leaned back in his chair.

“Oh well, I guess. My dating life has never been that interesting and I guess I just wanted to keep it a little more private?” she nervously giggled. Maybe she should have suspected a question like this at some point. It was only a matter of time before the topic came up. People were always interested in famous people's dating lives. Thinking back on it, he was completely right. She had never made even the slightest remark about her dating life in a while.

The urge to continue keeping that information to herself was high.

“Well can't you give us a little something?” he wiggled his brows at her. Reader nervously laughed.

“Well I am in a very happy relationship at the moment. That's all I am going to say about it at the moment.” a smile crossed her face. Thinking about her handsome boyfriends made her feel all warm inside. Both of whom were actually sitting in other rooms being interviewed.

The guy raises a brow before making an awkward cough. Clearly a little annoyed at the fact she wasn't giving him what he wanted. A smirk started to form on his lips as he leaned in a bit. Playing with some cards in his hands, most likely with different questions he had planned to ask throughout the talk.

“So you can't confirm any of the rumors going around that you might be dating one of your costars from the Cobra Kai set? That seems to be a hot topic amongst your fans.” 

“Oh well I mean- I can see why. Most of the cast is really close. We all hang out a lot and most of us hang out separately a lot too. I can't blame any of our fans for speculating things.” she gave a small smile to the camera.

“So does that mean-”

“Nick come on now lets talk about something else.” Reader deflected Nick’s question once again.

The rest of the interview was spent awkwardly trying to get around that one question.

After two hours of back and forth the interview was over for the day. Reader was free to leave and she was definitely happy about it. It was so draining to continuously be asked stupid questions over and over again in one setting. She huffed little while walking out of the large building. She only started to feel better when she noticed who was next to her car. Leaning against her car talking to each other was Jacob and Xolo. With a big smile she jogged over to them.

As soon as she got to them Xolo chimed in “So how did your interview go?” Jacob snorted for some strange reason. Reader rolled her eyes “ Irritating, I got this guy Nick who was so pushy. Did you guys have someone who just wouldn’t stop with the-“ she was interrupted by Jacob saying “Dating questions? Yeah the chick I got wouldn’t stop trying to say shit. Can you believe she really tried to insinuate that I could be dating…Mary of all people??” He raised a brow. With a goofy grin Xolo actually bent over a little and started to laugh, Reader doing the same.

“Mary? Really?”

“Dude that hilarious, you hardly even hang out with Mary these days.”

“I know right?!?” He threw his hands up in a playful manner.

Xolo finally got back to his senses as he straightened back up. With a small cough he mentions “So who did they try to say you were with?” Reader got a little flustered “Actually he didn’t try to pin anyone down. He just kept pushing that it was someone from the Cobra Kai set. Which I mean is kinda the only set I could be really dating someone from at the moment because it’s the only series I have been filing on for a while now-“ she yelps as two sets of hands pull her in. Looking around quickly she finds no one but them in the parking lot. The place completely empty, no cameras in sight. Even the security cameras on the building are pointing away from them.

It’s the perfect angle to not get their little moment caught.

A smile blooms over Readers lips.

She feels Xolo’s lips on her neck which has her giggling. Jacob’s hands gently grip at her fluffy hips and belly. She can feel his soft breath on her cheek as he starts to nibble on her jaw. It’s so nice, just being able to have a moment to themselves. They can’t do this in public.

The urge as celebrities to keep this special little romance between the three of the secret.

Something no one else knows about. Something that only they can enjoy without worry. It was never about the three of them being together. Coming out as a poly couple didn’t scare them at all. It was being caught in a relationship period that they didn’t like. They had been enjoying each others company for months now with no problems. So far the relationship had been wonderful and the idea of people finding out and possibly trying to ruin it scared them a little.

No one needed to know that Reader Jacob and Xolo were in a loving and happy relationship together.

“So we meet up at Jacob’s tonight for dinner then?”

“Hell yeah babe.”

“Oh I can cook that dish you guys like this time.”

Jacob and Reader grinned while they started to kiss all over Xolo’s face.

Those reporters could think what they wanted.

Too bad they were only half right on who Reader was actually dating on the Cobra Kai set.

[brokenhardies]

Siobhan's PR Universe (2023 Update)

Rainbow Express: The mysterious Necro Line is a group of aristocrats obsessed with sucking the life out of the Earth and using it for their own nefarious purpose. Four teenagers from Earth are chosen by the Conductor (Ke Huy Quan) of the Chrono Line - an opposing force to the Necro Line - to become the newest Power Rangers team to protect the Earth from falling into darkness. However, the sudden influx of light energy awakens a young android on the Chrono Line named P0PPY (Lana Condor), who becomes the unofficial leader of this rag-tag team. Also featuring Jacob Latimore as Indigo Campbell, Peyton List as Daisy McNamara, Hero Fiennes Tiffin as Forest Whitmore and Ciara Bravo as Camelia Whitmore. (Adapted from Ressha Sentai ToQger)

Digibeast - Everyone in the small town of Summerville is obsessed with the mobile game known as Digibeast - a creature-raising simulator that transforms into a game where you force those creatures to fight. What they don't know is that the app was created by a nefarious group known as the FANG Corporation, obsessed with using Earth's teenagers as an army and using the game to make them docile and more susceptible to brainwashing. To combat this, five Digibeast hatchlings contact their hatchers and use them to combat the corrupted soldiers created by the FANG Corporation. Starring Xolo Mariduena as Maddox Clemente, Hayley Tju as Dawn Sudarso, Diego Tinoco as Dante Carerra, Chantz Simpson as Caleb Jones and Emily Skinner as Brooklyn Matthews (Adapted from Doubutsu Sentai Zyuohger)

Turbo Prism - The ancient underground tribe of Jewelia is under attack by a group known as Axium, which is disguised as an Earth-based mining corporation. Desperate to save her people, Jewelian Princess Seraphina (Isabela Merced) sends four of her people's finest to the surface - a cocky royal guard (Froy Gutierrez), a kleptomaniac urchin (Rachel Hilson), a charming swordsman (Tyler Alvarez) and her personal Lady In Waiting (Savannah Lee May). The only thing missing is a leader, and thus, the group arrive on Earth to prevent Axium from stealing its resources. While in the town of Silver Hills, they meet socially awkward high school student Mitchell Park (Lance Lim) who shows the right amount of courage and imagination to become the leader of the new Turbo Prism team (Adapted from Mashin Sentai Kiramager with Choushinsei Flashman archive footage)

Cyberspace - A hot new VR game named Space Deleter has just come out, and an E-Sports team known as Alpha Phi (αφ) are tasked to test it. However, when Henri (Aramis Knight) accidentally touches something he shouldn't have, he sets off the bad guys from the game into the real world. Fortunately, the company had the exact failsafe for this situation -- grant the five test subjects the ability to become Power Rangers and protect the world from the Bugster Army. Also featuring Quincy Founce as Elijah Frank, Kira Kosarin as Flo Dupont, Lyrica Okano as Stevie Kitagawa and Ryan Potter as Kasper Kitagawa (Adapted from Battle Strike Team Space Deleter)

[californiahq]

+𝟑 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 .

kennedy holmes ( madelyn cline ) is looking for a roommate who is approximately 25 - 27 years old. they look a bit like any fc. you do not have to contact the mun prior to applying. ( they met after kennedy moves to los angeles, and presumably help her get acclimated to the local scene --- they were friends before being roommates, and moved in together only about three months ago. ).

briar escarra ( alexa demie ) is looking for a ex / ex producer who is approximately 27 - 29 years old. they look a bit like any female fc. you do not have to contact the mun prior to applying. ( they met briar when they both attended the same school, briar was 16 and after snooping around on their computer, discovered they made music. the two of them began a career together where they were briar's almost sole producer up until 2019. they dated from 2016 to 2019 and broke up due to briar's constant trust issues. now, it's awkward in every way, with no end in sight ).

zacarias sheperd ( xolo mariduena ) is looking for a best friend / crush who is approximately 22 - 24 years old. they look a bit like maia reficco, savannah lee smith, any female fc in that range. you do not have to contact the mun prior to applying. ( they've been best friends since they were very young and grew up together. total opposites from each other --- the prim and proper to his chaos and mess. flirty, banter and kind of a puppy - love crush thing going on. background, personality, if they feel the same or not is utp to player but i do imagine their family is in the entertainment industry. ).

[ilikefandoms]

Interviews - Tanner Buchanan

Request-Hmm hi, I would like to make a request. I don't know if you write for Cobra Kai actors, but I would love for you to be able to write about a scenario where the reader is a member of the cobra kai cast and is invited along with Tanner and Xolo to participate in some videos on the BuzzFeed channel. (reading thirsty tweets and responding to fans while playing with puppies), and it's all super funny and among the three. By the way if you could make a Tanner × Reader I would love it, you can choose if they are going to be a couple or just friends who like each other and maybe the reader's name might be Mercy and that ends up generating several jokes among the rest of the cast.

Name/pronouns used-  Mercy, She/Her

A/N- I love this request. Hope this is okay for you x

Warnings- mentions of adult themes (reading thirst tweets)

Word Count- 1,409

You had been invited to come to BuzzFeed Studios, along with your boyfriend Tanner, and Xolo. You had been told that you would be recording two interviews, one in which you would be answering fan questions with puppies, and the other you would be reading thirst tweets. Needless to say, it would be a fun day.

The third season of Cobra Kai had been released, and you were looking forward to some of the questions that would come up.

***************

The three of you were all sitting on the floor, there were puppies roaming around you. You had grown quite attached to one puppy in particular.

The interviewer started talking, addressing you all, “Ok, so are you guys ready?” You all nodded. “Do you guys hang out in real life?”

You started, “Well, Tanner and I live together, so yes,” you chucked, “but we do hang out with Xolo, sometimes. Like the other day, we came round to his house, and he was just sorta sitting there...” You, and Tanner started laughing, while Xolo put his head in his hands, groaning.

“...and like, he was playing Pokémon in his underwear, and like-” you completely broke down laughing, “He won his battle and he jumped up, and started doing like, the most ridiculous victory dance, -” you couldn’t stop laughing, so Tanner continued.

“He was dancing around- it literally looked like what that puppy’s doing, and then he like saw Mercy and I just staring at him, and then he just stopped, looked at us, and just went completely pale, and ran upstairs,” Tanner laughed.

“Your never gonna stop telling that story, are you?” Xolo asked.

“Nope!” You answered.

----

“Have any jokes been made about Mercy’s name?”

“Pretty much every day on set, someone will shout ‘No Mercy!’ and she’ll look around, and be like ‘What did I do?’” Xolo said. You and Tanner chuckled.

“It’s like a constant running joke,” you said, “Everyone will say ‘no’ in from of my name. It’s quite funny actually,”

----

“How did Tanner and Mercy meet, and how long have you been dating?”

“We met on set, I remember because it was Xolo who introduced us for the first time,” Tanner looked over at Xolo.

“Yeah, I already knew Mercy, so I was the one that introduced her to everyone. You guys like immediately hit it off too,” Xolo continued.

“Yeah, we did, and as for dating-” Tanner looked over at you, “Mercy will you stop getting distracted by the puppy?”

“Don’t you think he looks a bit like Xolo as a dog?” You said.

“What?” Xolo and Tanner said in sync.

“What? He does!” The other two laughed, “He has the same eyes, look,” You put the Puppy’s face next to Xolo’s. “See!”

“He does as well, oh my God” Tanner laughed.

“Yeah,” you said, cuddling the puppy, “and as for how long we’ve been dating: it’s been about 2 and a half years,”

----

“Have you kept anything from the Cobra Kai set?”

“No” Tanner answered, while playing tug of war with a puppy.

“I don’t think I have,” Xolo said, a little unsure.

“I have,” you declared. All eyes turned to you, “It was the studded boots that I wore in the school fight,” you said.

“How did you manage to get them?” Xolo asked, a little confused.

“Basically, I accidently kept them on when I left the set. I was going to return them, but they never asked, so I just...didn’t” You laughed.

“Wow... My girlfriend a stealer, I never would’ve guessed,” Tanner teased.

“Well, they never asked for them, so...” You said with a nervous chuckle.

“You just have to hope that they don’t see this and ask for them back,” Xolo pointed out.

“Oh yeah, I should’ve thought of that. Shh, don't tell them” You responded, while petting the puppy who was squirming in your lap.

***************

Your first interview had just finished, and You made a mental note to ask Tanner if you get adopt a puppy when you got home. The three of you were on your way to your next interview: Reading Thirst Tweets. You were a little bit nervous, as to what people had to say about you, but you were interested to see the boys’ reaction.

“Okay guys, the way this is going to work, is you’re gonna introduce yourselves and what you’re doing. Then we’ll get right into it, and you guys pick out tweets from the mug,” The interviewer stated, and you all nodded.

The cameraman started rolling, and Xolo started speaking, “Hi I’m Xolo Maridueña,”

“I’m Mercy Y/L/N,”

“I’m Tanner Buchanan. We are some of the cast of Cobra Kai, and we’re gonna be reading thirst tweets,”

“Let’s do it!” You shouted.

----

Xolo was first to read one out, “Xolo Maridueña could slap me in the face, and I’d still thank him. I’d be a bit worried if you thanked someone for slapping you in the face, but whatever rows your boat I guess,”

“I agree with that,” You said.

“What with the tweet?” Tanner questioned, looking at you confused.

“No! With what Xolo said about it” You voiced rather loudly, while Xolo snickered in the background.

“Good. I would be worried,” Tanner stated, and you laughed.

----

Tanner was next to pick one out, “I’m nervous to read these, cause my girlfriend is literally standing right next to me,” he let out a nervous laugh.

“Don’t be nervous, if anything I will find them funny,” You reassured him.

“Okay, here we go,” he started to read, “Tanner Buchanan is honestly so hot, I’d lick his feet if he asked me to. Um, I’m not quite sure what to think of that. It’s a bit weird, I’m not gonna lie.”

“Yeah, I was about to say that,” Xolo chipped in.

“I have no words,” You added.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t like it,” Tanner said, “Please don’t lick my feet,” He chuckled.

----

“Okay, my turn,” You picked a tweet out and read it aloud, “I don’t know about you, but I’d hope that Mercy Y/L/N shows me none while in the bedroom. Why did I just know that my name would play a part in this!” You remarked.

“I think we all did, to be fair,” Xolo voiced.

“It is a classic though,” Tanner pointed out.

You shook your head. “It is a classic, I will give you that,” You sighed, “You’d just expect people to be a bit more creative,” You noted.

----

Xolo picked one out again, “Oh Jesus, okay,” He uttered, and You and Tanner laughed. “I’m not even joking at this point, I want to lather Xolo Maridueña in hot fudge, and lick his-” he cut himself off, “ I think we all know what that says”

You and Tanner just laughed at Xolo’s flushed face. “Xolo, are you getting uncomfortable?” You giggled.

“No, I’m not uncomfortable, I just wasn’t expecting that” He exclaimed.

“Your reaction was just priceless,” Tanner mentioned, making you all let out a small laugh.

----

“Ooh Tanner. Are you nervous?” Xolo grinned. You laughed as he picked out a tweet.

“After Xolo’s one I am a bit,” He stated, “Okay. Would anyone else sit on Tanner Buchanan’s like it was your throne? No? Just me? Alright.”

“Well then...” You said, trying not to laugh.

“That’s an interesting take on things,” Xolo snickered.

“I don’t know how to respond to that, at all.” Tanner said, making you all burst out laughing.

----

“Okay, last one,” You picked one out, “I’m just gonna say it. I’d love it if Mercy Y/L/N would spit in my mouth. Okay... um, maybe take me to dinner first, then we can talk about it,” You laughed.

“Yeah, because you’ve always got to go out to dinner before you spit in someone’s mouth,” Xolo said with blatant sarcasm.

“Of course,” You replied, “Tanner what do you think?”

“All I can say to that is: fair enough,” He made you laugh, “I mean I can understand the appeal,” This comment made you all crack up into fits of laughter.

“I think Tanner’s taking notes” Xolo commented, still laughing.

----

“We have been the cast of Cobra Kai,” You started wrapping the video up, “Tanner has been very confused throughout this, and we have been emotionally scarred by BuzzFeed,” You ended.

It had been quite an eventful day, but fun. (and just in case you were wondering, Tanner agreed to getting a puppy with you)

@blackoutgirx 

[fentyxolo]

muse - x.m.

summary: xolo loves taking pictures of you

requested: nope

pairing: xolo maridueña x gn!reader

genre: established relationship and more fluff, can you believe it?

w/c: 320 words

a/n: was looking at xolo's photography account and thought of this small scenario.

a/n 2: just realized that is kinda a part two to "Friendship" but not really lmaoo. enjoy!

A small giggle escaped from your mouth as you heard multiple camera clicks. Now becoming shy, your hands quickly covered your face.

Xolo groaned in protest, “Just a few more, darling? I promise I won’t post some of these.”

The atmosphere was perfect, a simple picnic in a field with a blanket underneath you both. The sun setting embraced your skin almost angelically. He was not letting this photo opportunity slip past him.

Sitting across from you, he put his camera down and leaned in closer to remove your hands from your face. Xolo felt his heart flutter as you looked up at him beaming. The way your eyes lit up every time you saw him never failed to make him grin with an even bigger smile.

“Oh, so you are posting some of them?” You teased as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You knew that he wouldn't post anything without your approval, and the many unseen photos in his camera roll proved that.

Confused as to why he didn’t banter with you, you watched as Xolo’s eyes flickered to your eyes and lips. “Hey, you know I was only kidding! I love being your muse.” You started.

Xolo sighed and put his arms around your waist. “I just wish you could see yourself the way the rest of the world does.” He whispered. You felt your face get warm as he fondly looked at you.

Your hands move to hold his jaw and bring his lip towards yours. The passion behind the soft kiss told Xolo everything he needed to know. After pulling away, he sneaked a quick peck, not wanting to let go so soon. “You’re cute, Maridueña, you know that?” You said.

“Yeah, the many messages in my dms remind me every time I open Instagram.” Xolo laughs loudly as you lightly hit his chest.

He continued, “But none of them are you, my dove.”

[transias]

honest with me. (II)

pairings: spider-man!miguel diaz x reader

warnings: none!

summary: after demetri reveals that miguel knows spider-man, the group is invited to sam’s party just as long as spider-man makes an appearance. reader gains the courage to tell miguel how she feels about him but finds a terrible sight at the party.

note: i have no idea where this is going so i'm sorry if it turns out like crap. by the way, i was asked to tag somebody for part 2 so here you go ! hope you enjoy <3 @dramasmarvel

it was lunchtime and you were starving. today on the shitty’s school menu was mac and cheese.

the fear of the close call of almost getting run over yesterday left you neglecting your dinner and breakfast. especially the question that had been lingering your mind.

was miguel spider-man?

you sighed, “spider-man saved me yesterday.”

the boys stopped their conversation and looked at you, including miguel.

“seriously? from what? come on tell!” demetri demanded.

“well, i had a lot on my mind last night. and i didn’t notice a car coming at me at full speed.” you explained, “he even knew my name.”

hawk furrowed his eyebrows, “(y/n), are you sure you aren’t screwing with us?”

“no! i swear he was right there, he swooped me in and saved my life.” you objected.

“how did he know your name?” demetri asked.

“actually- he said he knew miguel.” you look over at him. a strange look on his face, as if he had been caught.

“yeah uhm- he’s sort of a family friend. he comes to my mom to help treat his wounds.” miguel replied.

“why the hell would you withdraw this information from us?!” hawk loudly asked, shocking demetri and you.

“i always knew he was secretly a spider-man fan.” demetri whispered towards you, earning a small chuckle from you.

“i- we-well it’s because… he won’t let me tell people! told me it could put my family in danger.” miguel replied.

hawk simply shook his head, rambling about how miguel was gonna pay for not telling him that.

deep down you knew that this was your fault. it was your fault miguel had to come up with a lie like that. you jusf had to bring up the fact that spider-man “knew” miguel.

-

gym class was your final class and gladly, you shared it with all your friends.

miguel held your ankles as you were doing sit ups. he seemed sort of upset and you just knew it was your fault.

“i’m sorry.” you mumbled.

miguel snapped out of his thoughts and looked at you, “for what?”

“telling hawk and demetri you knew spider-man. it wasn’t my place to.” you acknowledge.

“it’s okay- i mean i wanted to tell you guys the moment it happened but i promised spider-man i wouldn’t tell him. i had contain my excitement about it.” miguel replied.

he offered you a warm smile and you smiled back, looking deeply into his eyes and getting those butterflies again.

but from where you both were, you could hear samantha larusso and her friends playing kiss, marry, kill.

“kiss, marry, kill…” moon thought, “ewan mcgregor, johnny depp, and spider-man.”

“hmm- i would kill johnny depp, marry ewan mcgregor, and kiss spider-man.” sam answered.

“eww seriously? you don’t even know what he looks like. he could be all burnt and ugly underneath that mask.” yasmine said disgustedly.

samantha shrugged, “i don’t know. he seems like an awesome person, just look at the way he takes care of the city!”

“miguel knows spider-man!” demetri blurted.

your eyes widened as you looked at him and then back to miguel.

samantha quickly stood up, “wait- really? you do?”

“yeah! miguel’s mom takes care of his wounds!” demetri replied.

out of nowhere, robby keene appeared to let out a scoff, “miguel doesn’t know spider-man. you guys are probably lying.”

“no, i’m serious! spider-man saved (y/n) yesterday and spider-man knew their name, then they told us about how spider-man knew it, and it was because miguel told them about us!” demetri continued.

“yeah right- and i have a hot date with beyoncé this weekend.” robby joked.

you were hoping the school gym would just crash down and crush you all right now, you didn’t want to hear this anymore.

“do you think we could meet him?” sam asked.

miguel froze, “uhm… i don’t know, i’d have to ask him.”

“please? i’m having a party this friday night, could you please invite him?” sam pleaded, batting her eyelashes.

oh, how you wanted to yell at her to shut up right at this moment.

“i-i’ll ask.” miguel shrugged.

sam smiled widely and nodded, “cool! you guys can come too if you’d like.”

“thanks for the invite but uhh- we were already planning on going.” hawk gloated.

“who is we? no you were gonna be all by yourself.” demetri rolled his eyes, going back to his activity.

you looked over at sam and her group, letting out and audible sigh as your eyes landed on robby keene.

he simply scoffed and went back to whatever he was doing.

-

it wasn't long before the day of sam's party arrived.

you dressed up in your favorite clothes and shoes, walking over to miguel's apartment where he stood outside with his mom and demetri.

"hey dudes!" you waved at them.

miguel turned around, his face dropping when he saw you. his eyes looked you up and down, "(y/n)... hi!" a smile forming on his lips.

"hey! you alright miguel? you seemed a bit... off there." you asked.

he quickly nods, "y-yeah! totally i just- i just thought you looked really pretty tonight."

you quirked an eyebrow, "so... therefore i have value?" you tease.

"what? no no! of course not- i mean you do have value but they have nothing to do with you looks or-" you stopped miguel's rambling.

"i was just joking!" you gently pushed his shoulder, "you look pretty too."

from the corner of your eye, you could see carmen trying to contain a wide smile while demetri rolled his eyes.

"who's ready to party bitches?!" a voice yelled.

you turned to look and saw hawk dressed in the most extravagant outfit you'd ever seen and reeking of cologne, even from where you stood.

carmed turned around, her hands on her hips with a confused look on her face.

hawk immediately stopping in his tracks. "i mean uhh- who's ready to responsibly party?" he nervously chuckled.

"whatever, let's just go to this party and get this over with." miguel shook his head.

-

the party looked crazy from the outside, carmen furrowed her eyebrows, "promise you guys will stay safe."

"don't worry, mom. i'll make sure to call or text!" miguel reassured, placing a kiss on her cheek before getting out of the car.

miguel had an extremely worried look on his face. you placed your hand around his arm, "hey. you're gonna be fine. i promise."

he looked over at you and nodded, "yeah. i will be i'm just- i don't know if he'll come tonight."

"he will. spider-man never lets anyone down, does he?" you ask.

miguel stops for a moment and nods, "you're right, i don't think he does!"

miguel relaxes for a moment and lets a sigh of relief, "thanks, (y/n). i appreciate you."

you rub his arm and nod, "come on. let's go inside and make fun of everyone."

and so the four of you went in. not aware of the trouble that would lie ahead.

samantha was the first one that spotted you, "hey!" she waved, quickly coming over to the four of you.

"glad you guys could make it!" she looked at miguel, hawk, and demetri. completely ignoring you.

"of course! thank you for the invite." miguel smiled at her.

"oh my gosh! miguel you should meet my friends!" samantha exclaimed.

your hand was still wrapped around miguel's arm, his other free arm being yanked by samantha and miguel was ripped away from you.

demetri noticed the upset frown forming on your face and he placed a hand on your back, "you okay, (y/n)?"

you nod, "yes, why wouldn't i be?" you fake a smile, "i'm gonna go get something to drink."

your two friends followed behind you as you walked rapidly around her house, finally finding the kitchen with only a few people in it.

hawk offered you a beer, instead you turned it down and looked inside of the fridge, grabbing a capri sun.

"you like him. don't you?" demetri asked.

your eyes widened, "no. like who? miguel?"

unfortunately, your very obvious lie and the blush creeping up on your face betrayed you.

"you totally do! look at their face! they're blushing!" hawk teased.

"shut up!" you whisper-yell at hawk, lightly smacking his arm. "okay... maybe, i do! but he's just too busy simping for samantha larusso." you cross your arms.

"he doesn't look at me the way he looks at her." you rub the back of your neck, looking down.

hawk and demetri look at each other. it was funny. they both had noticed miguel had a crush on you, except for him and you.

"well- you'll never know if you don't talk to him about it." demetri spoke.

you raise an eyebrow, "you really think there's a chance?"

"dork's right. you'll never know how miguel thinks or feels about you if you don't talk to him about it." hawk added.

"look, it's a game of chance. worst case scenario, you ruin your friendship entirely with him." demetri 'encourages.'

"wow yeah, thanks demetri!" you cross your arms.

hawk smacks him in the back of the head, "ignore him. you should just go straight up to him and tell him how it is. i've got a good feeling he might feel the same."

after careful consideration, you nod and sigh. maybe it was the slow music dancing in the background but you were going to tell miguel how he felt right now. it's now or never.

"alright, i'll go look for hi-" you were interrupted by yelling in the house.

you look around and see people running towards the living room, "hey! what's going on?" you ask robby, who was passing by.

"i guess diaz wasn't lying. spider-man really is here." he shrugs, continuing to walk to the living room.

you look over at your two friends, who are already dragging you with them.

and there he was, spider-man (or possibly miguel) upside down next to sam and her friends.

spider-man was handed a microphone, "hey midtown high! how are we all doing tonight?"

the crowd went insane and more screaming roared from the room.

"i just wanna thank samantha larusso for inviting me to this awesome party! you guys seem cool!" he added.

of course, some idiot in the crowd had to start yelling, "kiss!" causing the nearby ones to hear, join in on the chanting, and cause a domino effect.

"well uhm- only if samantha feels comfortable with it! remember, consent is extremely important!" he replies.

samantha takes the microphone, a wide smile on her face, "well i would love to kiss you spider-man!"

she hands the microphone over to moon, then takes half of spider-man's mask off, leaning in to kiss him.

you felt your heart drop down all the way to the ruins of hell.

you could only catch a glimpse from the bottom of his face, but you knew that was miguel... your miguel. that was all you needed for confirmation.

you had miguel's entire face burned into your mind, you would recognize those lips from anywhere.

the voice, the fact he knew your name, and the bottom half of his face was enough evidence to prove that miguel didn't know spider-man. he was spider-man.

you walk away from that screaming mess of a party, instead going outside and sitting down on the front steps of her house.

you had been foolish. allowing your friends to convince you that there was a chance miguel liked you back, but now that seemed like rubbish to you.

after a few minutes, your hear the door open and out walk demetri and hawk.

"(y/n)! where'd you go?" demetri asked, sitting next to you.

"i uhm- i needed to get away from that party. i hate how loud they were all being." you dryly chuckle.

"well check it out! we got some awesome selfies with spider-man!" hawk showed you the photos.

you couldn't spoil your friends' happiness. so you just smiled and nodded, "those are so sick! you guys are gonna hang onto those pictures forever, aren't you?" you ask.

"you bet i will." demetri chuckled, still in shock from the fact that he had just met the famous webhead seconds ago.

"where the hell did miguel go? he's missing out on all of this!" hawk asked.

you gulp, "we should go look for him. come on."

you looked everywhere around the larusso household for him, even if you didn't want to.

finally, you found him in the kitchen, stuffing his face with some of the snacks.

"there you are! we've been looking for you everywhere!" demetri exclaimed.

you simply looked down, hiding behind both your friends.

"oh sorry guys! i was ehm- down at the basement, helping fix something." miguel replies.

you can't even concentrate on the conversation, you feel so sick and heartbroken, maybe you should go home and finally allow yourself to cry it all out.

and that's exactly what you do.

"hey guys, i think i'll head home right now. i'm not feeling too good." you give them a weak smile.

"are you alright?" miguel asks.

"like you care." you coldly reply, walking out of there and ignoring the calls from your friends.

as you walk out of the house, you can hear miguel's voice calling and running after you.

"(y/n)! are you okay? are you mad at me or something?" he asks confused.

you sigh, "miguel... i know you're spider-man."

he scoffs, "me? spider-man? (y/n), that's ridiculous!"

"so if i looked down your shirt right now, i wouldn't find your suit?" you cross your arms.

miguel stays silent, pulling his shirt collar up.

"i knew something was familiar about spider-man. and when you kissed..." you scrunch your nose, "her. i knew it was you."

"so what? you're mad i didn't tell you? i can't just tell everyone i know i'm spider-man!" he replies.

"i know you can't! but it's just- fuck!" you exclaim, trying to blink your tears away. "i've been sort of in love with you since we started being friends. and i hate that you don't look at me the same way you look at samantha larusso. you don't talk about me the same way you talk about samantha larusso. cause let's be honest miguel, she's the one you're in love with. not me."

miguel was astounded, to say the least. he froze in place and didn't know what to say.

"so yeah, i probably just ruined our friendship. didn't i?" you scoff, "i'll see you around, diaz."

you started walking away. miguel wanted to chase after you and tell you that he's also been in love with you. but he couldn't. he just couldn't.

he stood there, silent and without being able to form any words.

"i just fucked up so badly." he mumbled to himself.

[miyagifangkai]

Parent Trap

Tagged: @jo-monty

Request: Johnny Lawrence and the Reader had been married for years; even had a son, Robby. The two end up separating due to Johnny’s drinking and unreliability. But over the years Johnny and Reader are still completely in love and the Reader completely refuses to admit her feelings towards Johnny. Until Robby, Miguel, Hawk, and Demetri invite the Reader to dinner at Johnny’s place. Will the Reader finally admit her feelings or leave with even more bitterness and hurt feelings?

Word Count: 4.2k (sorry got real carried away with this one lol)

Warnings: !!!ANGST!!!, cursing, talks of alcoholism and separation, and I think that’s it??

!!!ALSO NOT PROOFREAD!!!

I will proofread tomorrow so ignore spelling and grammatical errors for the time being 😅

Characters Involved: Johnny Lawrence, Reader, Robby, Miguel, Hawk, Demetri

Couple Pairing: Johnny Lawrence x Reader

A/N: Hey, sorry this took forever lol forgive meee!!! 😅 I hope you don’t mind I just changed a few minor details. I really enjoyed writing this one. This request was awesome and thank you for the request! 🥰 I hope you enjoy reading! ❤️

“Robby, get up, it's time for school!” You yell at your son from the kitchen.

You hear heavy footsteps approaching in the kitchen, you look up and see an extremely sleepy Robby take a seat at the counter.

“Morning. Got any coffee?” Robby says after he rubs his face.

“Honey, you do know that it’s almost 8am, right? You shouldn’t be this tired,” you chuckle at your son as you pour him a small cup of coffee.

“Mom, you do know that I have more important things to do than sleep, right?”

You hand him his coffee and look at him trying to hold back your laughter, “And what is that? You know, besides your video games.”

Robby hadn’t expected you to rebuttal his statement and he clearly had no clue what to say so he changed the subject, “So, are you going to dinner tonight?”

“To your Dad’s?”

Robby smiles, “Please come!”

You shake your head, “No, there’s no way I’m going. I’ve got plans.”

Robby chuckles, “Oh yeah? What plans?”

“Two words. Couch, TV.”

Robby rolls his eyes, “No. You’re coming tonight. I know you two have your differences but please! I would like to sit down and eat dinner with both parents,” he breaks out the puppy dog face and it always causes your heart to melt.

You wanted to stand your ground and tell him ‘no’ but you just couldn’t when he pulled that face on you, “Fine. I’ll go.”

You and Johnny had gotten divorced when Robby was pretty small. He doesn’t necessarily remember you two ever being together as a family. You and Johnny did have your differences but you two didn’t really hate each other like the other divorcee’s. You and him relatively got along; the only reason you two separated was because you couldn’t handle Johnny’s drinking problem and him 9 times out of 10 being late to pick Robby up for school. You can admit that Johnny wasn’t an extremely involved father with his son. You tried your best to make Robby believe that he was an outstanding father because you couldn’t handle the thought of your son carrying the thought that he was a burden to his dad. Robby adored Johnny all because of you. Robby adored you as well; but you could tell that it was eating him up that you two weren’t together.

Robby had tried countless times to get you two to reconnect and sometimes it worked. For a while you and Johnny were constantly on and off; but it got to the breaking point when he would sink back into his drunken stupor. Robby was almost seven years old. You would come home from work after picking Robby and seeing Johnny passed out on the couch. Once you got in you would make Robby a sandwich and pour him something to drink and you would wait for Robby to go to his room.

“Johnny! Wake the hell up!”

You got no response from Johnny.

Your voice gets louder, “Johnny!”

Still nothing.

That’s when you say fuck it and get a glass of cold water and pour it on him causing him to jolt awake.

“What the hell!” Johnny exclaims, “I was sleeping. What’d you do that for?”

You cross your arms, “You’re joking, right?”

Johnny looks at you confused, “What?”

You scoff, “Did you forget that you have a family? A son? That you needed to pick up from school today?”

Johnny’s eyes widen at your statement, “Oh my God, I’m–I’m–”

“Sorry? Really? Oh yeah, ‘sorry’ is definitely gonna fix it. Do you know how many chances I have given you?”

“Babe–”

“No. I’m not–” you sigh and run your fingers through your hair, “I’m not doing this again. I can’t do this again.”

Before Johnny could say anything else you head to yours and Johnny’s room and pack your stuff. There was a part of you begging for him to come in and talk to you; to beg you to stay, but he never did. Your eyes start to well up with tears. You hold them back from falling because you didn’t wanna give him the satisfaction. After you finish packing your things you head into Robby’s room and pack his things with him questioning you what’s going on. You give him the excuse of spending the night at your parents house for a sleepover and Robby got all excited to spend the night with his grandma and it broke your heart knowing that he will never get to enjoy being a true family with his dad again but sometimes it was what’s best. You let Robby hug his dad goodbye and say “I love you.”

You go and get Robby settled in the car while Johnny just sits there on the couch almost comatose from his surroundings. You head back inside to get your last bag of things and you decide to stop in the doorway and say, “So that’s it?”

Johnny slowly looks up at you with dreary eyes, “Please.”

“I can’t fix you, Johnny. I’ve tried. So many damn times but I can’t fix you.”

“Please stay. Please,” Johnny’s voice cracks.

You almost thought about staying with him. Did you really want to leave him like this? Could you be so cold hearted? You decide with the latter and do what’s best for your son so you say, “No. This time you need to fix yourself. Good luck.”

You close the door in his face and leave. Your parents helped you find a new home for you and Robby. Eventually Robby started questioning why you two weren’t going to Johnny’s and you had to break the news to him which was devastating. He cried for what seemed like forever and it killed you on the inside but you knew deep down that he would eventually understand.

You and Johnny went without contact for about six months until he showed up on your doorstep. You heard a knock on your door and you were greeted with a 50% sober Johnny Lawrence.

You automatically get defensive due to the walls you had built up, “What do you want, Johnny?”

“Y/N, listen I–uh–” Johnny rubs the back of his neck nervously and continues, “I’m sorry. I fucked up.”

You almost laugh at his form of apology. He was never good with words.

“Yeah, you did. You broke us.”

“Listen, I’m sorry. I’m getting better. I am. I love you, please come back.”

Those words. They stung. You felt your heart ache. You had started to feel hope. Maybe he was getting better. Maybe you could come back. Maybe you could be his again.

You decided to go against your heart and go with logic, for your son, “Good. Glad you’re figuring your shit out.”

You see Johnny withdraw away from you, “Yeah.”

You almost shut the door in his face wanting to run away from the situation but you hold out a little bit longer, “I hope the road of recovery treats you well, Johnny. Bye.”

You start to shut the door but he stops it.

“If I can’t see you can I please see Robby?”

“Johnny, I–”

“Listen, maybe not today. But soon? Just think about it?”

You give him a small smile and can’t help but give in a little bit, “I’ll think about it, okay?”

Johnny smiles and you almost melt on the spot but you still hold your ground not changing your stern expression towards him and he says, “Thanks. Just give me a call when you decide, okay? He doesn’t have to spend the night or anything. I know you don’t trust me right now. I just– I wanna see him.”

You nod your head, “I’ll call you when I decide, Johnny.”

Johnny nods his head and leaves in silence. No goodbye’s or I love you’s just nothingness. You feel the pain in your heart as he walks away. You wanted him to turn back around and sweep you off your feet but unfortunately he didn’t. He just drove away leaving you standing in your doorway alone.

After a few weeks you give Johnny a call and he answers, “Y/N!”

“Johnny,” you almost gasp at his voice holding back your tears.

“Have you decided yet?” Oh, he really wanted to get to the point.

“It’s a yes. But on a few conditions.”

You hear Johnny sigh, “Those are?”

“Absolutely no alcohol. No smoking. And not too much junk food, alright? It’ll be evenings after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays because I work late on those days. I’ll swing by after work. We will start there, is that okay?”

You can practically feel and see Johnny’s smile through the phone, “Deal.”

“Johnny, you’re responsible for picking him up from school, feeding him something other than fried bologna and giving him something other than soda, got it?”

“Yes, Y/N. Ya know, you’re kinda a buzzkill.”

You chuckle, “Don’t push it.”

You hear Johnny laugh a little over the phone causing you to feel a tear stream down your cheek but you kept your sobs within. You two say your goodbyes and you finally let go. Robby was at school so you were alone. This was one of the first times you had let yourself feel the actual pain of losing your true love. You had been in denial and in hiding for so long but now you were finally able to feel the pain and let it out.

That next Tuesday you got off work with no calls from the school despite you sweating it all day and you arrive at Johnny’s and are apprehensive to knock on the door. This was once your home but now you felt like a stranger. Before you can knock you can hear Johnny and Robby laughing it seemed like they were laughing at something, probably a movie you thought.

You knock on the door and you hear the boys go silent causing you to smile and Johnny opens with a beaming smile, “Hey, Y/N. How was work? Come in.”

You weren’t ready to come in yet so you decided to stay outside, “Oh, work is work. I’m honestly pretty tired. But thank you. Really, thanks.”

Johnny’s smile falters a bit but he understands you. He knew that you weren’t one to open up a lot or very often.

“Yeah, sure. I get it. Robby get your stuff, buddy.”

You hear Robby whine while he’s packing his stuff saying, “Do I have to go home? Really?”

You chuckle at him, “C’mon Robby.”

You see him approach the doorway with his puppy dog eyes and he asks, “Can I sleepover soon?”

Johnny answers before you can, “Maybe soon. Okay?”

You decided to let Johnny handle that one because Robby was gonna see you as the bad guy this time and go against anything you said.

Robby nods his head and gets in the car. You look back at Johnny and you see him looking at Robby.

You put your hand on Johnny’s shoulder which you regretted as soon as you did it but you say, “Soon. He can spend the night. Just keep up the good work,” you force a smile on your face.

Johnny says confidently, “I’m getting better. I promise.”

You remove your hand, “Good. I’ll see you Thursday, okay?”

For a while Johnny and Robby hung out on Tuesdays and Thursdays and then it became on Wednesdays too; eventually it was one weekend out of the month. Then slowly progressed to every other weekend. From then on Johnny was a prominent figure in your son’s life and you were happy about it. Robby was a good kid and you knew he would be able to handle the joint parenting. You and Johnny had gotten closer over the years with you actually being able to step back into the house and sometimes join them watching a movie. You never really let Johnny back in though. You had set boundaries for yourself and for him and he never dared cross that line. Sometimes you wanted him to though. Silently begging him to touch your hand again or to look you in the eyes with the same adoration that he always had but you kept pushing him away and he just accepted it; which wasn’t the usual Johnny way. But for some reason he respected your limitations. He always did.

“Mom?” You hear Robby say.

“Yeah?”

“So you’re coming to dinner tonight?”

You nod your head, “Uh, sure.”

“Cool! I’ll call dad. I also think Miguel, Hawk, and Demetri are coming too!”

You look at Robby with shock, “Them too?”

“Yes, mom. I already asked Dad. He said it was fine!”

“Great! The more the merrier, right?”

“Yeah, I guess. Listen, I gotta go. I’ll see you at Dad’s?”

Robby runs up and gives you a quick hug and you say, “Yeah, sure honey.”

After you hear the door close you say to yourself, “Oh God, what have I gotten myself into? I mean seriously.”

At school Robby runs up to Miguel, Hawk, and Demetri, “Guys!”

The three of them all say, “What?”

“She’s coming to dinner! Parent Trap is happening!”

Hawk and Miguel exclaim, “Awesome!”

But Hawk says, “So this means your mom is completely off the table?”

Robby grimaces, “Dude, ew. She’s always been off the table.”

Miguel lightly hits Hawks chest and says, “Dude. Why?”

Before they can start arguing Demetri asks, “I mean, that’s super awesome. But–uh–guys? We literally have no plan?”

Causing the other three to roll their eyes at him with Hawk explaining, “The plan was to get them back together? Like eating dinner together?”

Robby adds, “Plus we can’t completely plan an entire conversation. It never works out the way you want it to!”

Miguel also adds, “Yeah, dude. I know the whole ‘the world is doomed’ thing is your schtick but let’s celebrate one step at a time!”

Demetri puts his hands up surrendering, “Fine! I’ll shut up,” and he looks at Miguel and narrows his eyes at him, “For the record, I never said ‘the world is doomed.’”

Hawk laughs, “Dude, you literally said that like fifteen minutes ago.”

The boys chuckle and head on to class once the bell rings.

Cut to you getting ready at the house, well, struggling to get ready. Practically your entire wardrobe was strewn across the floor; you silently having a crisis on the floor.

You had no idea what to wear or if you should do your hair or your makeup. You had no clue.

Wait, why did you care? Why did you care about how Johnny Lawrence saw you? He’s seen you at your worst and you’ve definitely seen him at his worst.

You do some light makeup, jeans, t-shirt, and leave your hair down just for the dramatic effect.

You get to Johnny’s and you see Miguel, Hawk, Demetri, and Robby waiting outside for you and you get out of the car and say, “Uh–why aren’t you inside?”

Robby says, “We were waiting for you!”

“Okay, excited?” You question.

Hawk says, “Hey! I’m Hawk,” he reaches out his hand to shake yours and you shake his. Seeing a slight blush come up on his cheeks.

You chuckle, “Hey, Hawk. We’ve met before.”

Robby and the boys give Hawk a slight death stare with Miguel subtly facepalming.

“So, mom,” Robby clears his throat which was clearly a warning towards Hawk, “Anyway, dinner is almost done.”

Miguel says, “Yep! We just finished setting the table!”

You look at them puzzled, “Okay? Thank you.”

Demetri sarcastically adds, “And just finished cleaning up his place too. Jeez, pigsty.”

You hear Miguel whisper to himself, “Oh my gosh, disaster.”

Robby looks at you distressed but tries to play it off as a joke, “HA! Nice one Demetri! Sure here with the comedy, huh?”

The boys start fake laughing and you still confused ask, “Boys. What’s going on? Why are you being weird?”

Hawk tries to cover, “Not us? Weird? Never. Come on. Let’s go inside.”

“Wonderful idea!” Miguel quickly turns around and leads the way with you following suit.

You all walk in and you see Johnny putting the spaghetti on the table. The sight of Johnny actually trying made your heart sink and flutter simultaneously. You hated to admit it but you still loved him.

He looks at you and smiles, “Hey! So, I uh, cooked dinner!”

You laugh, “Sure did!”

You walk up to the table and only see two plates.

You ask, “Okay, two plates?”

Johnny says, “They said it’d be a good idea.”

You look back at the boys and you see them nodding their heads at you.

“Robby? What’s going on?”

Robby says, “Enjoy. You deserve it.”

You are dumbfounded by his answer. You had absolutely nothing to say so you unwillingly took your seat.

You quickly see that boys were going to be waiting on you two causing you to chuckle a bit. The leagues and bounds they’d go through for Robby was extremely endearing.

The first to approach you two was Hawk, “Bread of the garlic variety, ma’am?”

You couldn’t help but laugh, “Sure, Hawk.”

Hawk puts a piece on your plate and a piece on Johnny’s without asking, making you and Johnny chuckle. Next in line was Miguel with wine.

“Wine?”

You agree and Miguel pours you some.

He walks over to Johnny and pours him some water refusing to give him alcohol and leans down to whisper in his ear, very loudly, you’d admit, “Make conversation with her, Sensei.”

Johnny pats him on the arm and whispers back, “Got it. I can handle the ladies just fine.”

Miguel snickers, “Sure you can.”

Demetri walks up with a bowl of salad and sits it down and he smiles at you which is very rare. You don’t think you’d ever seen him smile before.

Last but not least was Robby. He was tasked with serving the spaghetti which he wasn’t very good at. But you and Johnny watched him intently, not trying to make him anymore nervous than he already was. He finally got the hang of it and served you two.

“Bon appetit,” he bowed to you and Johnny; you both thanked all the boys for the hard work, and the three of them went into his room to try to listen to your conversation.

Before you take your first you ask, “Johnny, what’s this about?”

Johnny looks at you, “I wanted to talk.”

“You wanted to talk?”

“Yeah. You never wanted to talk to me. I needed something to push you.”

You scoff, “So you used Robby?”

“Please don’t make a big deal out of this. Robby is the one who came up with the idea, okay?”

You calm down a bit not wanting to push him away so soon, “Fine. I’m listening.”

“Y/N– I’m just gonna get to the point– I still love you.”

“You still love me?”

Johnny clears his throat, “Yeah, I do.”

“Why haven’t you told me this before?”

“I knew you’d be like this but Robby wouldn’t listen.”

“Yeah, Robby wasn’t exactly old enough to remember the emotional scarring you caused,” you feel the tears again.

“Y/N, I am so sorry. I can’t change the past. I wish I could,” Johnny looks down away from your eyes and you say sternly, “Look at me. When you’re apologizing. Look at me.”

Johnny quickly looks back up at you and quietly says, “I’m sorry.”

You slam your hands on the table from anger, “For years! Years I dealt with you, Johnny. The constant failure to be a father to our son! You have no clue what it was like to be a single mother.”

Johnny nods his head and his voice cracks, “I– I know.”

“No! You don’t know. You don’t.”

“Please forgive me. You don’t have to take me back. I’m a piece of shit, alright? But for your own sanity please forgive me.”

“For my own sanity? For my own fucking sanity?”

That’s when the boys enter the kitchen and you look up at Robby and you see his face. Sadness and your heart completely fell.

“What’s going on?” You hear Miguel asks disappointedly.

“Nothing, guys. It’s nothing,” Johnny waves them off.

“Yeah, it’s nothing,” you fold your napkin and lay it on the table, “I think I should be going. Thank you boys for the lovely dinner. I appreciate it.”

You walk up to Robby and kiss him on the head and you say, “I love you, honey. I’ll see you later, yeah?”

You smile at the others and quietly say thank you and leave.

Leaving Johnny and the boys in awe.

Demetri says, “So, we needed a conversation plan.”

Johnny says, “She hates me.”

“Dad, no. She doesn’t.”

The boys crowd the table around Johnny with Robby taking a seat.

Miguel says, “Sensei, this may sound crazy but I think she reacted like that because she still loves you.”

Hawk adds, “Could be. I react with anger too. Especially when I love somebody.”

This causes Johnny to look at Hawk and he says, “Yeah, because you’re a douchebag.”

Robby cracks up at Hawk's shocked face but Hawk nods in agreement; thinking through all of his questionable actions.

“Dad, you’ve gotta admit. You weren’t the best husband for a while there, you know?”

Johnny says, “I know. I was horrible. I just– I want her to be happy,” Johnny couldn’t believe he had said that. He only used to care for himself, or so he thought. He had tried to forget her for so long denying the fact that he has been in love with her through all these years and he knew she felt the same.

Johnny says, “I need to tell her.”

Robby looks at his friends as they are looking at Johnny not knowing what to say and then he also looks at Johnny and says, “Then go get her, Dad!”

Johnny automatically gets up from the table and grabs his keys and before he opens the door he turns back around and asks, “You guys got the kitchen, right?”

“What? Are you kidding me?” Demetri whines.

He feels Robby elbow his arm and he says, “Of course, Dad. We got it!”

Hawk and Miguel reluctantly agree and Johnny quickly says, “Yeah, thanks!”

Johnny opens the door to you standing there getting ready to knock.

“Oh, shit. Hey!” Johnny says.

“Hey,” you say.

“I’m guessing you heard all that?”

“Uh–yeah? Paper thin walls,” you give him a small smile, “I even heard you call Hawk a douchebag.”

“Hey! I’m not a douchebag!” Hawk exclaims.

“Yeah, dude, sure you’re not,” Demetri says sarcastically.

“Shut up, nerd!” Hawk argues back.

“Make me, asshole!” Demetri rebuttals.

“Guys!” Robby quiets them.

You and Johnny chuckle at the boys' arguments and look back at each other.

“So,” Johnny says.

“So?” You ask.

“I’m sorry.”

You look at him for a second debating on if you should forgive him. After all of these years of hating him and shutting him out. Building up your walls against him. Trying to mask the pain that he’s caused you. Pretending that everything was fine for your son. You had completely forgotten about yourself over the years and now it was your time to let it out.

“Johnny, you broke me. You broke my heart. It’s been hard. I blamed you for so long. ‘Hated’ you for a long time. But I can’t hate you anymore.”

“I–I know. I am so sorry.”

“I know you’re sorry. But you changed. And you stuck to it.”

Johnny says nothing but nods his head.

“I can’t thank you enough for that. Giving me a piece of mind.”

“I really tried. I tried for you and Robby. Because I love you, and I love our son.”

You didn’t know if you were ready to admit it yet. You were still afraid to be completely vulnerable with him expecting the worst to happen but for right now you let it go.

“I love you, Johnny Lawrence. I never stopped.”

Johnny smiles, “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You and Johnny stand there for a second taking in the moment until you hear Hawk yell, “Okay! Now kiss!”

You hear Miguel say something snarky to Hawk but you two ignore it and finally kiss for the first time in years. It had felt like you two had never grown apart; like the spark never died. It was like you two had never separated. The love had always been there but you had hid it away for so long in fear of being hurt again. You two separate and catch your breath.

You hear Robby say, “You know, I was excited for this moment. Until I actually saw it happen and I’ve never felt so wrong.”

Miguel and Demetri chuckle with Hawk saying, “Ya know, I’m kinda into it.”

“Dude! Can you seriously not go there right now?”

“Yeah, right. Totally inappropriate.”

You and Johnny laugh at the banter and you two go back inside to help the boys clean the kitchen.

You weren’t exactly sure what this meant for yours and Johnny’s relationship at this point in time but all you knew was that you had your family back and Robby had his parents back together; and that made your heart feel full again.

[strawberry-fields-things]

— one star motel

pairing: fem!cobra kai!reader x miguel díaz

SUMMARY… After their triumph in the All-Valley Karate tournament, it’s no surprise to anyone when the Cobra Kai Dojo is found underneath the spotlight. And with their newfound fame comes new opportunities — like being invited to participate in the State Championship. But when a traffic accident takes place and the team is forced to spend the night at a one star motel, it seems that Cobra Kai’s week long getaway may have a few surprises in store for the team — especially when it comes to the dojo’s star students, Miguel Díaz and Y/N L/N.

WARNINGS… Cursing, fighting, nothing that hasn’t been shown in the show already.

WORD COUNT… 6.6k

NOTE… The fact that Miguel doesn’t even get half as much attention as other characters from the show has me dying... so this me creating more content for him. Also I’m a sucker for the there was only one bed trope so I guess this is happening!

The scalding summer heat burns against your back as you stride down the pavement, bag loosely hanging over your shoulder. The beat of Guns N’ Roses’ ‘Welcome To The Jungle’ drums through your earbuds, h/c hair tied into a messy ponytail to provide a temporary relief from the heat. You glance down to your phone, gnawing at the inside of your cheek upon seeing the time.

Only ten minutes before class begins. Meaning you have about seven to get to Reseda, and three to change into your gi that currently lies stuffed inside your backpack. A sigh leaves your lips involuntarily at the thought of having to run beneath the scalding sun.

“You want to learn karate? This is your chance!” A voice exclaims ahead of you. Shoving your phone back into your pocket, you furrow your brows at the statement. Your long strides come to a halt as you find yourself standing behind a group of two people handing out flyers. “Free karate lessons to anyone and everyone!” You reach to pull out one of your earbuds and shift your gaze towards the person currently turning to face you. “Learn at Miyagi-Do Karate-“

A pair of beaming blue eyes meets your fiery e/c ones, your frown shifting into a glare as recognition sparks in your gaze. The girl only sticks to her smile, it clearly faltering as she clears her throat. “Y/N, hi.”

You ignore her greeting as your e/c flicker down to the flyers she had been handing out only a few seconds ago. A scoff edges inside your throat. “Promoting your Dojo only blocks away from Cobra Kai?” You shake your head, jaw clenching and unclenching. “I know you’re used to always getting your way, but this is low. Even for you, LaRusso.”

Sam only clenches her fists, taking a step forward before a hazel haired boy steps between the two. He gives Samantha a knowing look, as if sensing the tension between the girls. He turns to face you, blue eyes hardening. “We’re just handing out flyers.” He says, and although its evident he’s trying to keep his temper in check, you don’t miss the way his jaw muscle tenses. “We’re not looking for a fight.”

“Yeah, right.” Your gaze scans him dismissively before the corner of your lip curves upwards. You’re probably already gonna be late — might as well make it worth the while. “Aren’t you the dude who got his ass handed to him by Díaz?” Both Sam and Robby straighten, the latter glaring at you as you chuckle. Of course, you’re already well aware of who he was — it’s not like you hadn’t heard of Daniel LaRusso’s new meditation shit Dojo. “Keene, right?”

“Here’s a word of advice for both of you: we already kicked your ass at the All-Valley tournament — don’t think we won’t do it again. Whatever Zen bullshit karate you’re trying to sell here is not gonna help you.” Your gaze flickers between them, the smugness evident in your tone. “So, why don’t you two princesses find yourselves a new corner, hm?” You take a step backwards, adjusting the strap of your backpack and putting your earbud back into place. “Preferably one far away from the Dojo where we don’t get to see each other, yeah?”

Robby takes a step forward, features sharp as he glares fiercely at you. His knuckle twitches at his side, and you only smirk in return. Before he can throw a punch, however, Sam’s hand latches onto his shoulder — much like someone tugs on the leash of a dog to keep them from attacking. “It’s not worth it, Robby. Self-defense only, remember?” Sam murmurs, to which he huffs and complies rather reluctantly.

You salute them as you continue your path to the Dojo. “I’ll leave you wonder twins to it.” You barely hear their response as you turn around the corner. One you make sure they’re not following you, you allow your smirk to fade back into a frown. You carefully slip your hand out from your pocket, revealing one of the Miyagi-Do flyers LaRusso’s only protégés were handing out. It’s been a while since you last pick-pocketed someone, so at least it’s nice to see you still got it. You grind your teeth together as you read the paper, the anger quickly building up inside your chest.

‘Don’t be a snake in the grass, be a champion.’

The door bell rings loudly as you step inside, causing you to cringe inwardly. A few heads turn to face you, but the indistinct chatter continues as you set down your bag. All students seem to be either wandering around, texting, or talking in group. It can only mean one thing.

Sensei Lawrence is late.

...Thank God.

“I was beginning to think you weren’t gonna show.” A familiar voice asks behind you as you reach for your gi. You spin on your heel, e/c eyes meeting with warm brown ones. Miguel grins, and as much as you want to, you can’t find it in yourself to return the gesture.

“I got sidetracked on my way here.” You only shrug, although it’s clear to Miguel something’s up.

“How come?”

You inhale sharply. You reach inside your pocket for the crumpled piece of paper before handing it to the Díaz boy. “Got stopped by LaRusso’s new pet projects.” Miguel’s grin vanishes, his jaw muscle tensing as his gaze sweeps across the flyer.

“Learn true karate at Miyagi-Do Dojo?” Miguel reads outloud, teeth grinding together. It’s only after you look at him again that you realize that Hawk and Aisha have joined your convo.

“Yeah.” You fold your arms over your chest. “Your ex and Keene were handing these out like four blocks away from here.”

“Are you serious?” Aisha asks in disbelief, a glint of anger flickering in her eyes. “The audacity of those two, I swear.”

“I know.” Miguel hands you back the flyer as you sigh. “Whatever. I told them to find a new corner to sell their self-defense only bullshit unless they wanted a fight.”

Hawk snickers. “Self-defense is for pussies. Plus, it’s not like they would stand a chance.” He pats Miguel’s shoulder, giving him a look. “You’d think they would’ve learned after you kicked Robby Keene’s ass at the tournament, huh?”

Miguel nods hesitantly, quickly dismissing Hawk’s statement and he turning to face you. “Yeah, right. Y/N would have the asshole on the ground before he got the chance to throw a punch.” His compliment makes a smile grow on both yours and Miguel’s lips. He feels his cheeks heat up slightly and clears his throat. “Hey, you should change into your gi before Sensei gets here.” You tilt your head slightly before he quickly continues. “You know how he gets.”

“Ah, right.” You nod, offering him a closed-lipped smile. “Thanks, Díaz.” You turn to Aisha and Hawk, jutting your thumb over your shoulder. “I’ll be right back.” And like that, you quickly head to the bathroom — but not before crumpling the Miyagi-Do flyer and tossing it inside the trashcan.

As soon as you’re out of sight, Aisha and Hawk turn to face Miguel, both sharing teasing smirks upon noticing the boy’s lingering smile. “Dude, you’re so whipped.”

Miguel furrows his brows in confusion, head quickly turning away from facing where you had previously been. “What?”

“Y/N would have the asshole on the ground before he got the chance to throw a punch.” Aisha repeats, mocking Miguel’s words. “Jesus, you’re so smitten it almost makes me sick.”

“Yeah, dude. I mean, don’t get me wrong- I see it, she’s hot. But if you don’t make your move soon, someone else will.”

Miguel rolls his eyes, ignoring the way his gut twists at Hawk’s words. He doesn’t have a crush on you. No, you’re just friends. Good friends.

“We’re just friends.”

Aisha snorts at his words, stifling a laugh. “Yeah, sure.”

“I’m serious!”

“Mm-hm, yeah. Then it wouldn’t bother you if I asked her out?” Hawk asks, the smugness in his tone evident to anyone with ears. Miguel’s head snaps in his direction, eyes wide. Both Hawk and Aisha laugh, causing his cheeks to flush with a reddish hue. Hawk chuckles as he slaps Miguel’s shoulder. “Yeah, like I said, whipped.”

The bell of the Dojo rings once again, except this time, all chatter seems to die down almost instantly. Sensei Lawrence steps inside and takes position in front of the class. “Fall in!” He yells out. Feets shuffle against the mat before everyone stands in lines. Miguel stands upfront, besides Hawk and-

To his surprise, you had already come out of the bathroom and ready for class to begin. “Y/N? When did you-“

“Silence!” The Sensei shouts, and conversation is quick to die between you and Miguel. You feel yourself standing straighter, gaze set forward as Johnny Lawrence places his hands behind his back. “As I’m sure you all remember, I don’t approve of how you won the All-Valley tournament.”

Miguel’s spine straightens at the Sensei’s words, and you briefly turn your face to him. He only looks forward, missing your slightly concerned gaze. You know how much Sensei’s opinion matters to him. “But I have to say that during the past lessons, you’ve proven that you can still learn the difference between mercy and honor.” Lawrence continues, taking steps between the rows, green eyes cold as he scans every student. “It’s for that, and for that only, that I have made a decision.” He calls out, voice booming within the walls of the Dojo.

Silence lingers in the air before Miguel speaks up, voicing everyone’s question. “What decision, Sensei?”

“As winners of the All-Valley tournament, Cobra Kai has been invited to participate in the State Championships.” Your eyes widen, skin buzzing with excitement. You bite your bottom lip to prevent your smile from growing. “You have to notify your parents and pack for a week, got it? I don’t want anyone going behind their parents’ back, is that understood?”

“Yes, Sensei!” The room echoes with the voices of all students.

“Alright.” He nods, the corner of his lip twitching upward before his gaze turns to you. “Miss L/N, warm them up.”

“No service. Great.” Tory huffs besides you, shoving her phone back into her bag. You fold your arms over your chest, duffle bag stuffed between your feet. You lean your head against the seat, an involuntary groan leaving your lips.

“How long have we been stuck here?” You ask, the drowsiness evident in your voice as you speak. Tory only shakes her head, features matching yours.

Aisha speaks up from the row of seats in front of yours. “In this traffic jam? An hour.” She turns to face the two of you. It’s clear all of them are tired from waking up at early hours and sick of being stuck in this bus. Suddenly, the State Championships don’t sound as luxurious as they did before. “In this shitty bus?” Aisha continues, sighing heavily. “Like six hours, give or take.”

“But it’s gonna be worth it, right guys?” Miguel chirps in, sitting across from you and Tory. He rolls his head against the faux leather seat to face the group, lips pursed.

“Yeah, at least Cobra Kai will get more State-wide recognition.” You agree, shifting on your seat to face Miguel. Even though he’s trying to lighten the mood, he seems to be as tired as the rest of the group.

“And those Miyagi-Do suckers will be just an annoying ad you wait to skip on Youtube.” Tory scoffs through her nose beside you, leaning against her seat to maybe try and get some sleep. You shift in your seat again, evidently uncomfortable.

“Hey, everything okay?” Miguel’s words surprise you as you turn your head towards him. Puppy brown eyes look at you as you will a smile onto your features.

“Yeah.” You exhale sharply. “Just a little carsick, that’s all.”

He offers an empathetic smile as Tory stirs beside you. “Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll get there in no time.”

“The hell do you mean road’s closed?” Sensei’s booming voice resonates and ricochets within the metal walls of the bus. All students that had only recently fallen asleep jump awake as you feel yourself inching forward.

Miguel gnaws at the inside of his cheek, glancing briefly in your direction before unbuckling his seat belt and standing up. “Be right back.” He murmurs as he strides towards the driver’s cabin.

Tory groans loudly. “They better not be planning on sending us back.”

As it turns out, all roads that could’ve led the Cobra Kai team to the State Championship had been closed due to some truck accident — meaning any chance of arriving on the designated day were long gone.

Night has long since fallen as darkness entraps the bus. The only visible building in miles to come happens to be a shitty-looking motel with a big neon sign that reads in bright letters MOTEL DEAD MAN’S STOP.

“Lovely.” You mutter under your breath. The parking lot doesn’t appear to be vacant, with more than a few cars already parked. Definitely not by choice.

You adjust your duffle bag strapped against your chest as you stand from your seat. The sound of rain drops colliding against the bus roof is quickly silenced by Sensei Lawrence’s voice. “Alright! I phoned the board of the State Championship and told them of our shitty situation. They’ve agreed to push our hour of entry until tomorrow- which means we’ll be spending the night over here.” He pauses, eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “The only person drinking tonight will be me, so if I find any of you out of your rooms or drinking, we’ll be leaving your sorry asses here, is that understood?”

Not a split second passes before the whole class responds loudly. “Yes, Sensei!”

Sensei Lawrence gestures the bus driver to open the doors, the sound of rainfall growing rapidly. “Pair up and go get your keys at the front desk.”

Everyone stands up and starts filing out of the bus, a mass of teenagers flooding the parking lot. You exit the bus thankful to breathe fresh air, not minding the way raindrops begin to seep into your hair and clothes. You finally step outside, with Aisha and Sensei Lawrence behind you as the last ones out.

“How is it that back home the ground felt like it was on fire, but over here it’s... raining?” Tory asks in front of you.

“Climate change.” Aisha pipes up.

Sensei Lawrence scoffs besides your friend. “Yeah, climate change ain’t real, Ms. Robinson.”

All three girls share a look before Sensei continues walking towards the reception. You shake your head lightly, and though your ears perk up at the sound of Aisha whispering something to Tory, you’re quick to dismiss it. You hurry your step as your shirt starts feeling somewhat damp, the cold air finally catching up to you. The wet asphalt reflects the glowing neon lights as you notice the chipped paint on the doors. Hopefully the inside will look better than the outside.

“Hey, wanna share a room?”

Aisha shakes her head, lips pursed. “Sorry, I’m already bunking with Tory.” She explains. You nod, not missing a strange glint that dances in the girl’s hazel eyes. Her lips curve upward. “Though you can always ask-“

“Hey, Y/N?” Miguel’s voice cuts off Aisha as you unconsciously straighten. You spin on your heel, brown gaze quickly meeting yours. He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly, a few stray raindrops dripping from his hair as he holds his duffle bag loosely slung over his shoulder. “Any chance you don’t have a room partner yet? I was gonna ask Hawk but he says he’s already bunking with someone else.”

Your lips part to answer, but not before catching a glimpse of a not-so subtle look shared between Tory, Aisha and Hawk.

Those sly bastards.

“You don’t say?” You turn your head away from the three, making a mental note to have a little... chat with them tomorrow. “Yeah, Aisha and Tory are also bunking together so... I guess that leaves the two of us?”

A faint blush crawls up Miguel’s neck as he clears his throat. “Yeah, I’ll uh... I’ll get our room key.” He awkwardly juts his thumb over his shoulder before backtracking to the reception, but not without an amused giggle from you. He swivels on his feet to ask for a room key, effectively leaving your line of sight. He smacks his forehead with his palm and mutters a barely audible ‘Nice one, Díaz.’ before he thanks the receptionist for the key.

“I see you’re spending the night with Miguel, huh?” Aisha says in a low voice besides you, struggling to appear nonchalant.

You give her a look, cocking your eyebrow. “Yeah right, as if you three didn’t have anything to do with it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Aisha shakes her head, pursing her lips to prevent them from spreading into a full blown grin. She gestures the two of you with her hand. “But if I did, I’d tell you to take this chance to finally put an end to this dancing you do around each other.”

“Mm-hmm. Right.” You lick your lips in one quick motion. “Well, nothing’s gonna happen. He and I are just friends.”

The Robinson girl lets out an ungraceful snort, making you straighten. “Heard that one before.”

“What are you-“

“Got our key.” Miguel holds a worn key between his fingers, a chipped ‘ROOM 201’ barely readable from where you stand. He fidgets with the strap of his duffle bag before stuffing the keys inside the pocket of his hoodie.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“Have fun.” Tory calls out from behind Aisha, her tone dripping with a suggestive undertone. You can hear Hawk snickering by her side. You raise your middle finger at them, missing the way both you and Miguel seem to flush in different shades of red.

“You gotta be kidding me.”

There were many things about this hellish motel that you could tolerate. For one, the fact that the rooms reeked of nicotine and cigarettes was bearable. You tried to ignore the corners of the ceiling that had growing patches of mildew in them, as well as the fact that you had probably seen an estimate of five to seven healthcode violations since you set foot out of the bus. Spending a night with no hot water and lousy water pressure? That, you can do. Spending a night sharing a bed with Miguel?

You aren’t sure if you’d be able to handle it. As if it wasn’t hard enough already to share room with the guy you had been crushing on since the Halloween dance.

“This has gotta be a mistake.” Miguel says, brown eyes scouring the room with furrowed brows. There’s not much to it — a Queen sized bed, two nightstands, a door-less closet with a single hanger and a small bathroom. The lack of a second bed is evident to both of you, and you can already tell how it’ll end — let’s just say neither of you are particularly thrilled to say it outloud.

You shake your head profusely, the tiredness evident in your voice as you speak. “I’m... so not ready to deal with this right now.” As the words leave your lips, you grow conscious of the fact that your clothes and hair are still wet from the rain outside. A shiver runs down your spine as you realize just how cold you actually are. “I’ll, uh- I’ll go take a shower. We can figure this out later, yeah?”

Miguel nods, offering a small smile. “Yeah- yeah, sure.”

You drop your duffle bag over the bed and zip it open, hands quickly searching for a dry and comfy change of clothes. You narrow your eyes ever so slightly as you continue to rummage through your things before a groan leaves your throat. “Shit.”

“What’s wrong?”

You lick your lips, running a hand through your slightly wet hair. “Uh, nothing. I just-“ You turn to face him, his concerned brown eyes making your heart flutter inside your chest. You clear your throat. “I didn’t think it would be this cold during the summer... so I guess didn’t think of packing more warm clothes, y’know?”

“Oh.” He shrugs casually as he drops his duffle bag next to yours, features soft. “You can borrow some of mine.”

His response makes heat creep up your neck. You don’t trust your voice when you respond. “Are you sure?”

He smiles the kind of smile that would make any girl weak at the knees. “Definitely. My Yaya always tells me to pack extra.” He tilts his head slightly, voice trailing off. “...pretty sure I brought a month’s worth of clothes.”

His comment earns a small laugh from you, the sound making him visibly brighten. “Alright.” With a curt nod, the dark haired boy zips open his duffle bag, and after searching inside it for a few moments, he hands you a Star Wars shirt one size too big for you and a pair of grey sweatpants. You give him a grateful smile. “Thanks, Díaz.” Jutting your thumb over your shoulder, you backtrack a few steps. “I’ll be right back.”

“Yeah, I’ll call the reception to get us a new room.”

Sharing mirror smiles, you close the door behind you, staring at the clothes in your hands with an invasive heat spreading through your cheeks.

Meanwhile, Miguel finds himself in a similar situation, with his growing smile unable to abandon his lips. He quickly snaps himself out of his reverie, “Right.” He picks up the room phone, placing it between his shoulder and cheek as he presses a dark green button he can only hope dials the reception. “Uh, hello?” A disgruntled sound responds on the other side of the line, causing him to shift his weight. “I’m calling from room 201, I think there’s been a mistake? We were supposed to get a room with two beds but-“

The hoarse voice he can only imagine belongs to the old receptionist that was smoking earlier responds with a scoff. “Sorry honey, you get what’cha got.”

Miguel scratches his forehead, gaze stuck staring at the buttons of the phone. “Yeah, but see this isn’t what we booked-“

The sound of furniture rustling on the other side of the phone is quickly followed by what appears to be the woman taking a long drag of her cigarette. She coughs a few times before she continues. “If ya hadn’t noticed already sweetheart, we uh, we ain’t got more rooms to change you to, comprende?”

Miguel hangs his head, jaw clenching and unclenching as he grits out. “Yeah. Got it.” As soon as the line on the other side dies, he throws the old phone back into place. “Imbécil.” He bites out, glaring daggers at the ceiling.

“What happened?”

Miguel lets out a mix of a chuckle and a scoff as he lightly taps his fist against the nightstand. “The receptionist is an asshole, so there’s that.” He swivels on his heel, ready to face you... except he clearly wasn’t. Hot water drips from your hair, features flushed- no doubt from the steam coming out of the bathroom. Gray sweatpants — his gray sweatpants — hang loosely around your waist, and while one might say his shirt doesn’t exactly fit you as it should, he’d say it looks way better than it ever looked on him. You simply stand there expectantly as you use one of the towels to dry your hair, e/c eyes curious and almost innocent — completely unaware of the way you just made his poor heart somersault inside his chest. Miguel blinks a few times, eyes darting to the ceiling as he licks his lips in an anxious manner. “Uh, right— they said that there’s no other available rooms.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” He gnaws at his bottom lip, finally allowing his brown eyes to look back at you. God, you’re gonna be the death of him. “I’ll take the floor while you take the bed, yeah?”

You crease your brows, giving Miguel a look. “Yeah, right.” You hang the towel to dry over a small chair standing in the corner of the room. “I’ll be taking the floor.”

He raises his eyebrows, features almost looking surprised. “I can’t let you do that, Y/N.”

You fold your arms over your chest. “Why not, Díaz?”

His brows knit together, closed-lipped smile curling onto his lips. “Because what kind of guy lets the girl sleep on the floor?”

You poke the inside of your cheek with your tongue, pondering on it for a brief moment. He’s stubborn — you’d say even more stubborn than you are. You can tell he’s not gonna relent any time soon. A defeated sigh comes from you as you tilt your head. “Fine.”

He grins, nodding lightly. “Alright.”

Only a short time has passed since you have decided to turn the lights off and finally go to sleep — an hour, maybe two at most. Yet no matter how many times you shift in the motel bed, you simply can’t seem to fall asleep. And from the sound of rustling to your left, you can tell Miguel finds himself in a similar situation.

The rain hasn’t stopped pouring outside — at this rate, you doubt you’ll be able to leave for the State Championships any time soon. The cold has become more and more prominent as night continues to fall, and if you find yourself lacking body heat right now, you can only imagine how Miguel must be.

“Hey, Díaz?”

Your voice is barely above a whisper. For a moment, he almost believes he imagined it. He turns around in his makeshift bed. Despite the darkness, brown eyes manage to meet with e/c ones.

He responds with a soft tone. “Yeah?”

You hesitate. Maybe this is a bad idea. Perhaps you should just pretend you didn’t say anything to begin with. Yet as you stare down at the boy huddled between three blankets at most, you gather the courage to voice your thoughts. “You know, the uh-“ you clear your throat. “the bed’s big enough for the two of us.”

He blinks a few times, wondering if he heard you right. His adam’s apple bobs inside his throat as his brain seems to finally catch up with the rest of his body. “Y/N, it’s okay, you don’t have to-“

“But I want to.” Your abrupt choice of words causes heat to blossom in your cheeks. You cough, as if trying to cover up your statement. “Plus I’m pretty sure if you sleep on the floor you’ll end up swallowing a cockroach.”

Your addition earns a chuckle from Miguel. Hesitantly, he stands up from his makeshift bed, dragging the three blankets along with him. “Okay.” You scoot over to the opposite side of the bed, leaving room for Miguel as he places the spare blankets over the covers.

The hesitation in his movements is evident to both of you as he carefully tucks himself in. He shifts ever so slightly, making himself comfortable. Well, as comfortable as one can be when he finds himself inches away from the girl he’s been crushing on for the better part of this year.

Had it been any other situation, Miguel would’ve been thankful for the darkness that engulfs the motel room, as it also aids in hiding the creeping blush that he can’t shake off. The only issue? The same darkness that covers his flushed cheeks also seems to amplify everything else. He can hear your breathing besides him, every hitch, every uneven breath resonates in the silence. It sounds so close, almost brushing against his ear. The warmth of your body feels just within reach — so close, yet so far away.

Guess the bed is smaller than you two previously thought.

Against his better judgement, he turns his head, only to find himself inches away from your face. His breath hitches inside his throat. He can only hope you can’t hear his heart beating at a faster pace.

You, on the other hand, can’t say you find yourself in a much better situation either. Your nose nearly brushes against Miguel’s as he turns to face you, eyes widening like a deer caught in the headlights. You can hear him as he inhales sharply, eyes boring into each other’s. As you feel his breath fanning over your cheeks, your brain finally reacts. Turn around, face the other way. It screams for you to do something, anything, to put distance between you and the Díaz boy. Yet your body stays frozen in place, unable to move from where you find yourself.

You look at him through your lashes, heart stuttering inside your chest. “Hi.” Your voice is soft as you speak, a whisper only Miguel can hear.

His lips pull into a small, dopey smile. “Hey.” His words are spoken in a matching whisper. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” Yeah, I’m better than okay, is what almost slips past your tongue. Thank God you still have a semblance of better judgement. You lick your lips, an action that doesn’t go by unnoticed by Miguel. You don’t miss the way his puppy brown eyes briefly flicker down to your lips, before they travel back up to meet your gaze. A blush crawls onto your cheeks. “You know,” you begin gently, “out of everyone I could’ve gotten stuck sharing a shitty motel room... I’m glad it’s you, Miguel.”

His heart skips a beat at your words. Nevertheless, he tries to act cool, as Sensei Lawrence constantly reminds him. Keyword being tries, as you immediately notice the way he bites at his bottom lip, as if to prevent his smile from widening.

“Me too.”

Silence hangs between the two of you for a moment. You only grow more hyperaware of the fact that Miguel’s body is just inches away. The rain continues to pour outside, drumming against the roof tiles. You place your hand underneath your pillow, fingers accidentally brushing against his. He almost jumps at the sudden touch, eyes widening ever so slightly. Miguel inhales softly, before carefully reaching for your hand from beneath the two pillows. With his heart beating against his chest, he interlocks your fingers with his — slowly, as if giving you time to shift away if you wanted to.

Not that you ever would.

Your tongue unconsciously wet your lips — out of instinct, you tell yourself. Your action draws Miguel’s attention, before it’s followed by a light sound of frustration.

“Don’t do that.”

You look at him through your lashes, quirking a brow at his sudden change. “Do what?”

“You...” His voice is a barely whisper, a frustrated one at that. “You can’t do that, Y/N. Not when I’m inches away from you, pretending I don’t wanna kiss you right now.”

Your jaw feels slack, heart hammering against your ribcage as a warm feeling spreads throughout your chest. You don’t fully trust your voice as you respond. “You... you want to kiss me?”

His brain seems to catch up with his train of thought, only now acknowledging what he just said. Deny it, deny it, a voice repeats loudly inside his head, pleading for him to refuse every word that spilled out of his mouth.

You’re closer than you were before. Neither of you noticed when, yet now you find yourselves inches away from each other’s lips. Your eyes flicker down to his mouth before quickly traveling back up. Everything inside your brain screams for you to abort, to back out. Yet you can’t. You can’t find it in yourself to backpedal one last time. Maybe Aisha was right earlier — you and Miguel have been dancing around each other. Maybe you’re not just friends. Because friends don’t feel their heart skip a beat every time the other smiles. Friends don’t make each other blush with the smallest of touches.

And most of all, friends don’t look at each other like that.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

The words hang in the air for a few seconds. You’re almost certain he can hear your heart skipping a beat. He inhales sharply. His hand — that is, the one that doesn’t currently find itself interlocking fingers with yours — slowly cups your jaw.

Your chest feels as if it explodes the moment Miguel’s lips finally press against yours. Your whole body buzzes with euphoria, and without hesitation, you kiss him back. You tug at his shirt, bringing him closer to you. A quiet, barely audible moan escapes his lips, making the corner of yours twitch upward. Yet you can’t bring yourself to tease him about it — not when he’s finally kissing you.

You allow your hands to wander up, gently running them through his already disheveled hair. You can feel his heart beating erratically against his chest, making your smile widen as you press one final kiss to his lips. The two of you finally part, breathless. Brown eyes gaze into e/c ones.

“How long?”

“Since you asked me for a dance at the Halloween Dance ” He chuckles, voice still sounding out of breath. “You?”

“Since you pinned me down during our first practice match.”

It’s your turn to try and suppress a giggle. You lean your forehead against his, breaths intertwining. Miguel lets out a small scoff mixed with a light laugh. “...We’re both idiots, aren’t we?”

“One hundred percent.”

Miguel grins as he pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around you. You lean against his chest, the rhythmic sound of his heart soothing as you bury your face in the crook of his neck. The adrenaline quickly fades out, now being replaced with a feeling of drowsiness. Time has really slipped through your fingers — in the best way possible, of course.

For a moment, he believes you’ve fallen asleep. Ever so gently, he gingerly plants a kiss over your head. He closes his eyes to finally fall asleep, when your lips part to speak one last time.

“If it wasn’t clear already... I like you, Miguel. A lot.”

He laughs lightly, the sound vibrating in his chest as you lean against him.

“I like you too.”

Morning comes sooner than both you and Miguel could’ve hoped. You found yourselves packing up and heading to the bus early in the morning, the excitement of the State Championships leveling down.

You exit your room, duffle bag slung over your shoulder and Miguel’s hand comfortably holding onto yours. As you reach the rusty metal staircase, you meet with Aisha and Tory exiting their own room.

“Hey.” You greet, features beaming.

Aisha returns the gesture, while Tory’s gaze darts down to your hands. She not-so-subtly jabs Aisha, jutting her chin ever so slightly. “So, that’s new.” She says, the smugness in her tone ever-so evident.

You raise your hand, fingers still interlocked with Miguel’s. You give him a look, soft smiles mirroring each other before you turn to face Tory. “Yeah.”

Tory whispers something to Aisha, something you don’t manage to catch. “What was that?”

“We should hurry before we miss the bus. You know how Sensei Lawrence gets.” Aisha is quick to respond. You narrow your eyes ever so slightly, glancing at Miguel.

“Is it just me, or are they acting...?”

“Stranger than usual?” He provides. You nod hesitantly, to which he only shrugs nonchalantly. “Maybe they had a tough time sleeping, y’know?”

“Right.”

The two of you walk down the staircase before you finally find yourselves at the doors of the reception. You barely manage to catch Hawk, Aisha and Tory huddling together in the corner of the room before you shake your head. You turn to the receptionist — a man, maybe in his late thirties or so — and hand him the room key.

“I trust you found everything to your liking?”

Your eyes briefly meet with Miguel’s before he lets out a small chuckle. “Yeah. Yeah, I guess you could say that.”

As the man nods, the two of you turn to walk away. That is, before something catches your eye. Your strides falter. Behind the man stands a wall — one filled with twenty-something different room keys. You turn to Miguel, brows furrowed. “Hey, didn’t you say they didn’t have any more spare rooms?”

The Díaz boy frowns. He follows your previous line of sight, the puzzlement evident in his features as he stares at the wall of room keys. Surely, they couldn’t have been vacated earlier, could they?

“Yeah.” He turns to the receptionist. “Excuse me-“ he narrows his eyes at the shitty name tag, “Bobby. I called last night and they told me you didn’t have any rooms to spare.”

The receptionist appears to be as confused as you and Miguel currently feel. He shakes his head, trying to force a smile onto his lips. “What’re you talking about?”

“Last night. We called because there had been a mistake with our room.”

“We didn’t get any calls last night.”

As if sensing the atmosphere building up between the two Cobra Kai members and the receptionist, Hawk tries to step in. “Uh, guys- maybe we should just go, y’know? Don’t wanna be late-”

Miguel waves him off, shaking his head. “No, no wait-“ He points at the receptionist, letting go of your hand. “I called. I spoke with an old lady.”

Bobby shrugs in response, raising his brow. “Uh, sir, as far as I’m aware, Betty left to go home last night after your team settled in. She couldn’t have answered the phone.”

“Then who-“

The sound of not-so hushed whispers draws your attention away from the discussion and towards a huddled group in the corner. As soon as they feel your gaze, though, the three of them are quick to act nonchalantly. It’s a poor attempt at covering up whatever they were discussing- comical, even. Come to think of it, Tory, Aisha and Hawk have been acting strangely since last night. But why would they be-

Then it hits you.

“Miguel?”

“Yeah?”

“Last night...” you being slowly, as if processing your own words as you speak them. “how did you get the key for our room?”

Miguel furrows his brows, turning his body to face you. “Hawk gave it to me. He said he got it from the-“ And, just like that, it hits him — just as it hit you seconds ago. He hangs his head, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling before turning back to meet your gaze. “You don’t think they...?”

The rest of his sentences hangs unsaid in the air between you. “Oh, I think they did.” You purse your lips, folding your arms over your chest. You spin on your heel, e/c gaze finding the trio. You raise your voice, loud enough for them to hear. “Didn’t take you Powerpuff Girls to be matchmakers.”

Tory grins, posture matching yours. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You hum in response. “Mm-hmm. Sure you don’t.”

The amusement in her face is clear as day. She tilts her head to the side, smug smile tugging at her lips. “But hypothetically, if I did, I’d say you two were too oblivious for your own good. You needed a little push.”

You look back at Miguel, his hand finding its way back to yours. While you don’t appreciate the fact that your friends brought it upon themselves to meddle with your love life, you have to admit Tory has a point.

Not that you’d ever tell her that.

“Okay.” Miguel cocks his head to the side, quirking a brow. A mischievious glint dances in his eyes as his lips part to speak.

“So, which one of you impersonated the receptionist?”

[ambcass]

ᴊᴀɪᴍᴇ ʀᴇʏᴇꜱ x ɢɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ|| ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

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

ᴛᴀɢꜱ: fluff, swearing??

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[sensei-venus]

Xolo Maridueña x midsized!fem reader enemies to lovers smut? 💜😼

(Unedited) (Borderline Smut, Enemies to Lovers, Cussing, Xolo being a dick, Making Out, Fingering.) (P2 TBA)

“For the hundredth time no Xolo! You can’t borrow my practice board! Go ask one of the assistants to go get you one. This is mine, I brought it from home.” Reader practically screamed from across the court yard. She stomped away from the main set, her personal breaking board in hand.

The staff on hand watched the whole situation go down in only a matter of minutes. No one had the nerve to try and get between the two. Their bickering was a common thing on and off set. Almost everyone had grown accustom to their weird behavior.

Every incident seemed to start with Xolo doing something to get on Reader’s bad side. He would try and do the smallest things to piss her off when ever he could. Every chance he could he did something.

Taking her things, pranking her with Jacob, saying mean things, taunting her on set , making her mess up scenes just to laugh at her. He would constantly pester her over tiny things knowing what ever he was doing would make her mad or upset.

The minute she showed up to work on set he seemed to have his eyes on her. It was almost as if he made it a personal mission to become her enemy. Just about everyone was surprised at his actions. It wasn’t like Xolo to be so mean to someone and so randomly at that. At times even Jacob and Tanner had to say something to him about his nasty behavior.

After a while they just gave up on trying to stop him.

He never showed any signs of stoping his new mean nature to the new chubby girl. They just tried their best to keep them away from each other as much as possible.

Which didn’t always work, seeing as they were both on set together a lot.

“Oh come on, can’t you let me use it for like a hour or so? It’s not that big of a deal you know. You’re kinda being a bitch about this.” Xolo laughed as she walked away from the main set.

They had just finished the last scene of the day so everyone was slowly disappearing off set for the day. A few staff members and set hands still prowled around to take things down. The only main cast members still on set where Xolo Reader and Tanner.

“Dude can you stop saying that stuff? Reader didn’t do anything to you to have you messing with her all the time.” Tanner hissed from Xolo’s side. His eyes were pulled tight as he grimaced Xolo’s way. This made Xolo roll his eyes while pushing his thick curls back with his free hand. He snorted at Tanners words and just shook his head.

“No man you should really go apologize to her right now.” Tanner said in a serious tone. He crossed his arms as they sat in a short silence before Xolo groaned loudly. Tanner being fed up with the other guy started to walk away with a small head shake.

Heading towards his own trailer he hears Xolo yell out “Fine! But just this once because I don’t want her getting the directors involved!” Tanner just rolled his eyes.

Xolo slowly made his way towards the trailer that was known to be Reader’s on the back lot of the set. It was parked out by the very back of the trailer lot. He wondered if that was just where they assigned it to be dropped or if the girl asked for it to be parked there. The thought was put on the back burner as he neared the trailer.

With a small huff he walked to the door and knocked. A quick “Come in!” Sounded from the other side making him open the door and walk in.

The trailer was a decent size, a large vanity set up near the door, a small table and booth nook in the middle with some over head shelves, a small bathroom in the back and a very small couch on the ver back end. The place screamed “Reader’s sanctuary” from the moment he stepped in.

He was actually a little surprised at the inside, he had never actually been in Reader’s trailer before. It was definitely decorated in her own style.

Reader sat in one of the booths in the nook area scrolling on her phone. She looked up with a small but the minute she got a good look at Xolo she was scowling. Venom seemed to almost drip from her voice “Oh great Xolo, back again to try and fuck up my day? What your still mad I wouldn’t let you mess with my board? I told you to go get your own you asshole.” Her eyes locked onto his. He could feel one of his eyes twitching.

“No I don’t want your stupid board you dumb-“ he quickly thought back to Tanner and his words. His own thoughts coming back up about the situation. He knew that he was on thin ice right now because of his and Reader’s consent arguing on set.

One more big situation and he could be suspended.

“No I’m just here to apologize for what I said earlier and for trying to take your practice board. It’s my bad, I’m sorry.”

“Puff- yeah right. Who said something this time? Jacob? Mary? Pay-“

“It was actually Tanner.”

The room was silent for a moment as all of it sank in.

“Yeah Tanner would be the one to be done with your little bullshit comments and big mouth.” She raised a brow while smirking at him. Her eyelashes fluttering a little as she looked up at him. Her eyes piercing his while they just stared at each other.

He hated her so much.

He hated her eyes and her lashes, her brows and lips, her cute noes and chubby cheeks. Her soft hair and nice shoulders.

Her fat tits that always seems to be pushed up to the high heavens. Soft belly and nice thick hips and thighs.He wanted them wrapped around his head. He wanted them to smother him while he got off to it.

Why did she have to be so fucking difficult.

“Yeah what ever Reader, just accept my apology so I can leave.” He sighed. Reader only smirked before crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat. With a laugh she reply’s back “What if I don’t? What if I don’t want to accept your stupid lame ass apology? What are you going to do about it?” She taunted. Xolo’s patience was growing thinner by the moment the longer he stood there.

Not to mention his earlier thoughts starting to get to him. His pants were tight and it was only a matter of time before it got worse and Reader might be able to catch on to him. The pants he put on after filming were not as baggy as he would like them to be at the moment. If his dick got any harder it would be insanely obvious to everyone in the room.

She quickly gets up from the table and starts to quickly push him back. Not physically but her stance causes him to walk backwards to the front of the trailer again. At first he thinks she trying to get him to back out of her trailer, just kick him out before going to report him for his behavior. Soon enough he is backed into the wall by the door. But she doesn’t force him towards it. Just backing him into the wall by her vanity.

Moments tick by as they just stand there together in the heated air.

He doesn’t even know what happens next. Maybe he blacked out or something because when his eyes come back into focus he’s pressed up against her.

His body is smashed into hers as he lifts her up onto her heavy vanity. Things clank onto the floor as they are pushed off the table top but they don’t seem to care. His lips are on hers while his hands grab at her fatty sides gripping at her rolls. His fingers push up her shirt and sink into her soft flesh. She moans into his mouth while he pinches at her skin. She shivers at the attention and grips at his shirt collar. Her own hands slowly dip under his tshirt to ghost over his tanned and ripped muscles. Finger tips dipping into his abs.

“Why do you have your be so fucking difficult all the time?”

“Why do you have to be so annoying all of them time.” Reader hisses as they pulled away for a brief moment.

They both panted for a while before Xolo started to get handsy again. In a blink of an eye he was helping take off Reader’s pants, throwing them somewhere on the trailer floor. His fingers dug into her panties, peeling them off her and letting them fall below. His lips meet hers again while he started to play with her. Fingers fondling around her wet folds and sipping thought them.

Collecting all her wetness so he could tease at her hole. She was dripping wet by the time his digits found their way into her hole. She whimpered as he plunged in, fingering her tight cunt open.

He smirked into their kiss at the feeling of her tight walls around him.

(Part two maybe???🥴)

[ferns-and-raspberries]

Imagine working on set of Cobra Kai with...

Xolo Maridueña...

Maybe Jacob Bertrand...

(Part 2)

[eagle-fangkarate]

Could you write something about being in the cast of cobra kai and having to do interviews and press and xolo just can’t keep his eyes off of you and all of the fans freak out about it?

No pronouns ! So basically gender neutral <3

No warnings except simp xolo;)

Sitting in the interview chair next to Xolo laughing at a stupid joke he told before the interviewer walked into the room.

“Hi! You must be y/n and Xolo!” She said. “Hi!” You responded.

“Hellooooo!” Xolo said, continuing his playful attitude. As the interview went on Xolo couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

As you spoke about filming Cobra Kai and all of the experiences on set, he couldn’t help but notice how happy you looked.

“......olo?”

He suddenly snapped out of the trance like state you had him in as his head snapped up.

“ I’m sorry, what was that?” The boy said sheepishly.

“ Oh I was just talking about how you told me you thought Ralph would be a jerk!” You jokingly mentioned. ( if you saw his story you know)

“I changed my mind about that already! He was really nice!” The girl next to him giggled, a sound he wished he could hear forever.

Eventually the interview was over and a few days later it was posted.

Xolo’s phone vibrated as he picked it up, I text from Mary telling him to check Twitter.

#️⃣Xoloisasimp

Trending 2

His faced flushed red, movie night with the cast was going to be interesting tonight.

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Hi! I’ve been super inactive so here’s this short little fic, it’s pretty late so I’ll revise it tomorrow. Sorry for how late this is:]

[s1ater]

hii! i was wondering if you could do a head canon about how miguel, robby, and hawk/eli would be as older brothers? i think it would be kinda funny :) xx

what cobra kai boys are like as older brothers.

summary: above

warning/s: swearing

slater’s note: holy fuck i’m sorry for taking so long to write this

robby keene:

➪ i feel as if he could be the type of brother who really isn’t present most of your life due to his issues during season one

➪ but he’s really caring and protective and around the timeline of season two/middle of season one (when he meets daniel larusso) he tries to show up for you since he knows you have nobody but himself

➪ daniel really betters robby and encourages him to spend time with you

➪ at first he’s real hesitant, thinking you’ll hate him because he’s never been there for you before and by this time you have learned independence and developed a sense of trust issues

➪ but robby loves you and hopes to make it up to you by apologizing A LOT for never being there and doing things for you

➪ overall he’s a nice guy and it shocks you at first and you’re hesitant- but you fall into routine with him and even develop a real good bond with him

➪ you try out karate with him and mr larusso but never get into it as much as they do, so you end up back at your job, wanting to earn enough money for your own place because you feel bad for living with daniel

➪ robby is really protective when it comes to johnny lawrence aka your dad lol, due to him not wanting you to get hurt

➪ you tease him for his crush on sam and even help him out with girl advice because he really never liked a girl like that

➪ you worry about him a lot in fear he’ll let him anger get the better of him- and eventually it does

➪ when he runs off, you’re the only one he keeps contact with and me larusso has to beg you to tell him where robby is and eventually you do, wanting what’s best for him

➪ he could never hate you for ratting him out but he still scolded you when he got back

in return you would scold him when he betrayed daniel when joining kreese’s side

➪ but overall you guys had developed a good relationship and he’s always there for you

miguel diaz:

➪ y’all would be close asf

➪ he has your back especially with your guys’ first few days of school

➪ he stands up for you if anyone ever picks on you

➪ he also convinced you to join cobra kai but you’re not nearly as good as him, but you continued with the class, not wanting to feel weak and having to rely on miguel every second of the day

➪ honestly you guys get in a lot of petty arguments but make up in the end when your mother scolds the both of you

➪ but one argument the two of you often come across is your ability to be able to take care of yourself

➪ miguel always wants to be there for you and protect you but you often get frustrated with that and go off on him about it, claiming your well off on your own

➪ HE WARNS ALL HIS FRIENDS TO STAY AWAY FROM YOU

➪ but he does it subtly and it seems like it’s not that big of a deal to him until one of his friends/karate mates get a little too close

➪ he creates the twelve inch rule 😭

➪ “don’t get any closer than twelve inches, gentlemen”

➪ when he goes in a coma, it breaks you and you absolutely despise robby

➪ you really only talk to hawk and your mom, but literally no one else because you feel completely at a lost on how to feel or do without your bestfriend

➪ but after he awakes from his coma, you help sensi lawrence to help him get back on his feet (forgive i don’t remember much about season 3 other than robby’s glow up 😭)

➪ uhhh idk y’all just besties and love each other a lot

eli moskowitz:

➪ y’all don’t exactly have the closest relationship but he still cares about you a lot more than he lets on

➪ you think he’s a complete dumbass for the tattoos he got and you often roll your eyes every time you see them

➪ the relationship you two share is really iffy and it depends on the mood your both in because the two of you are either buddy-buddy or just hate each other

➪ on the down low he’s really protective and will beat up any boy that makes a move on you

➪ you end up kicking his ass for doing so due to finding out he’s the reason you lack a boyfriend

➪ “stay out of my business!”

➪ you make fun of him for calling himself ‘hawk’

➪ get very angry when he breaks demetri’s arm and end up smacking the shit out of him

➪ “you dumb fuck, what were you thinking?!”

➪ tbh you bring him back to reality that he’s acting like someone he isn’t

➪ swearing matches

➪ rarely any hugs shared between the two of you but you have shaken hands once or twice

➪ he’s worse than miguel when it comes to the “don’t date my sister” rule

➪ he’d punch miguel in the face if he ever caught him making googly eyes at you

➪ “that’s my sister, man. don’t touch her.”

➪ you guys are civil most of the time and in the end eli will do mostly anything to protect you from boys or girls-

[elessildur]

I hope we all realise that if Johnny and Carmen get together Miguel and Robby will sort ofp be step-brothers. And I really want to see that interaction.

We do indeed! I'm definitely curious to see that interaction.

I've always found it fascinating that the first time Robby and Miguel interact is in Different but Same. We know that phrase most obviously refers to Daniel and Johnny (and the episode focused on them realising how similar they were and bonding over shared experiences), but the fact that the writers made a conscious choice to have the boys interact in that episode specifically is very telling.

There are so many areas where they have similarities like:

1. They're both good with tech and helped Gen Xers sort out their tech issues. I know Robby's only pretending here in order to steal, but he obviously had to have some tech skill to be chosen by Trey and Cruz for pulling off the con:

2. They both skateboard

3. They were both raised by single moms and adore them- we've seen Robby's protectiveness of Shannon when Johnny badmouths her and although we haven't explicitly seen it, I can imagine Miguel is also very protective of his mom (we may well find out how much in season 4!)

4. They're both the first official students of their respective Senseis and they love karate. Both of them are quick learners and picked up their respective Senseis' techniques in a matter of months, enough to earn them both a trip to the AVT finals. They're obviously natural fighters:

I also think it's amusing that in the early days of their training, neither of them even knows how to punch. Robby makes a fist with his thumb on the inside and Miguel makes a fist with his thumb sticking straight up.

5. They're both smart

6. They both have issues with their biological fathers- this is a sore point for them because Miguel loves Johnny and Robby has a strained relationship with him, but in all honesty, both have biological fathers who've let them down royally. This is something that, if they ever talked about it, they could actually bond over. Maybe Miguel could also help Robby realise that despite all his faults, Johnny's not as bad as Mr Shithead (as aptly put by Yaya) might be.

It's sad to think how history repeats itself and had Robby and Miguel met in other circumstances (where Robby didn't see Miguel hugging his dad and Miguel didn't see him with Sam), they could've been good friends.

So I think they have the potential to get along really well as stepbrothers, as long as they clear the air with each other with respect to Sam and Johnny reconciles with Robby (and Robby apologises to Miguel for nearly killing him).

If Carmen and Johnny marry before any of this happens though, their interaction is bound to be explosive. It'll be interesting to see which way the writers go.

It's also really interesting that the first time they have a cordial conversation, they're wearing red and blue, just like Johnny and Daniel when they bond.

I just hope it doesn't take Miguel and Robby 34 years to realise they're Different but Same and can actually be an unstoppable force together.

[drakenryugujii]

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