#miguel Diaz

[extinctlesspains]

could u do a kwon smut..hehe

A/n: IT'S SMUTTY TIME😘

𝐴𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑅𝑢𝑠ℎ: 𝐾𝑤𝑜𝑛 𝐽𝑎𝑒-𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑔

𝐵𝑦 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠

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𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐾𝑤𝑜𝑛 𝐽𝑎𝑒-𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝑆𝑀𝑈𝑇, 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒!

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑔 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑑𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ.

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑌/𝑛, 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑦𝑠, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 , 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 , 𝑐𝑢𝑚 𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑣, 𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑐𝑢𝑚.

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The empty dojo was dimly lit, shadows stretching long across the polished wooden floor. The distant hum of the city buzzed through the open windows, but inside, only their breaths filled the space—quick, measured, and charged.

Kwon’s eyes locked onto yours, his stance solid and poised. “One more round,” he said, a hint of challenge lacing his voice. “Or are you scared of losing?”

You smirked, your hands tightening into fists. “Only if you’re ready to taste the mat.”

You circled each other, feet gliding silently. The tension between you was electric, your movements sharp, each strike and dodge a dance of precision. Kwon lunged, but you deflected—his forearm brushing yours, sending a jolt through you both. You spun, narrowly missing his sweep, your eyes meeting again, closer this time.

For a moment, you froze, breathless. His hand hovered near your waist, your face inches from his. Heartbeats thundered in the silence.

“Adrenaline rush enough for you?” Kwon whispered, voice low, eyes intense.

You didn’t step back. “Not even close.”

You pressed forward, launching a swift kick he barely dodged. Your spar continued, more heated, more intense. Each strike was sharper, each dodge tighter. You weren’t just fighting now—you were feeling. Testing limits, pushing boundaries.

Kwon pinned your arm against the wall, your bodies almost touching. His breath was ragged. “You’re holding back.”

“Maybe,” you shot back, eyes flicking to his lips for just a second. “Or maybe I’m saving the best for tomorrow.”

Silence stretched between you, heavy with unspoken words. Slowly, Kwon released your arm, fingers lingering a little too long. You didn’t move away.

“We’ll win tomorrow,” he said finally, his voice softer. “But right now…”

You leaned closer, eyes blazing. “Let’s finish this.”

Your breath mingled in a narrow space between you, eyes locked. Kwon's hand slid slowly down from your wrist, his touch leaving a trail of heat. Your chest rose and fell, marching his rhythm. The dojo was silent, but the air between you crackled.

"Kwon..." Your voice was barely a whisper, but it held weight.

He leaned closer, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face, lingering at your jawline. His voice was low, rough. "This what youneeded to feel alive?"

You didn't answer with words. You closed the distance between you. Your lips meeting his in a slow tentative kiss that quickly deepened. It was a collision-fierce, desperate and charged with everything unspoken between you. Kwon's hand slid to the small of your back, pulling you closer, the heat of his body searing through the thin fabric of your gi.

The world outside the dojo disappeared. It was just you two-every touch, every breath, igniting something raw and uncontrollable. Your hands found his shoulders, fingers digging in as you melted into him. Kwon pressed you gently against the wall, his mouth moving from your lips to your jaw, then lower, each kiss deliberate, each pauseheavy with intention.

You whispered his name again, your voice softer now, laced with need. His response was a low, approving murmur, his eyes dark with intensity

"Still holding back?" You teased, breathless.

He smiled against your skin, the edge of his teeth grazing your neck. "Not anymore."

Kwon's lips traced a slow path along Your neck, each kiss sending a shiver through you. Your hands slid beneath his gi, fingers grazing the hard lines of his back, feeling the tension in his muscles. He groaned softly against your skin, the sound vibrating through you.

Your movements were deliberate every touch heavy with meaning. Kwon's fingers found the knot of you rbelt, pausing just long enough to meet your eyes-a silent question.You nodded, your breath catching as hetugged the fabric loose, letting it fall away. The weight of their gazes, the slow, deliberate pace-it was more than physical. This was trust, raw,and unfiltered.

Your hands moved to Kwon's belt,mirroring his actions. Each layer removed was a barrier falling, an unspoken promise. When you finally stood bare before each other the moment stretched, heavy with anticipation

He reached for you, his touch softer now, reverent. "You're incredible," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

Your lips met again, the kiss deeper, more urgent. You moved together every touch a conversation, every breath a confession. It wasn't just about desire; it was about knowing each other completely, without walls.

You bit your lip, once you pulled away, holding back any moans that wanted to escape. Your arms wrapped around his neck, wanting him closer to you.

Kwon's smirk widened as he felt your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him even closer. He pressed his body flush against yours, the heat between you almost unbearable. He trailed his lips up your neck, nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin as he went, marking you as his.

"You're being awfully quiet..

He murmured, his breath hot against your ear. You stayed quiet, looking at the mirror that was besides you.

Kwon followed your gaze, his eyes locking onto the mirror beside you. He smirked as he saw your flushed face and swollen lips, his grip on your hips tightening possessively. "Look at you..so beautiful, all marked up and needy for me"

Whimpers escaped this time. Kwon chuckled as the whimpers slipped past your lips, his eyes darkening with desire as he ran his handsown your bare arms, his touch leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

"That's it, baby... don't hold back,Let me hear those pretty little sounds." "Kwon.." Your breath hitched, making you breathless from his cold touch. Kwon shushed you softly, his hands sliding down to your waist as he leaned in to whisper in your ear again.

"Shh, relax... 'll take care of you, princess." You couldn't help but look away from shyness when he pulled Your bottom part of your gi down, showing a wet spot between your thighs.

You gasped as he touched your pussy, sensitive from his tender touches. Kwon smirked at your gasp, his fingers tracing slow, teasing circles around your sensitive flesh "You're so wet for me, princess. All for me, and no one else. "

He whispered, his breath hot against your ear as he continued to touch you, his fingers getting closer and closer to where you wanted them most.

He pushed against you, teasing and touching your clothed pussy."Kwon-" Kwon chuckled, enjoying the way you were practically begging for him, the sound of his name on your lips like music to his ears. "What is it, princess? Use your Words. "

He said, his fingers still moving in slow, teasing circles, never quite touching where you needed him most.

"Please... Need you so bad." You whined, bucking your hips to into his hand. "I'II take anything..." Kwon smirked wider at your words, his eyes dark with lust as he watched you buck your hips desperately against his hand. "Anything, huh? You're being a greedy little princess, aren't you?"He teased, his fingers finally slipping under the waistband of your panties, gently tracing your folds.

You gasped loudly, turning to the side to see your naked body in the mirror. "What if someone walks in-" Kwon chuckled, his fingers continuing to tease your folds as he looked at you in the mirror "Then they'll see you all pretty and marked up, and they'll know you belong to me." He said possessively, his other hand gripping your chin and forcing you to look at your reflection.

You nodded slowly, staring into his eyes, and biting your lip. "Please Kwon..." Kwon smirked at your submission, his eyes filled with dominance as he slowly slid a finger inside you "Good girl. so obedient for me"bHe whispered, his other hand still gripping your chin, forcing you to watch yourself in the mirror as he started to move his fingerinside you.

You moaned into his neck, pulling him closer. "oh fuck!-" Kwon chuckled lowly as you moaned into his neck, the sound going straight to his head. He started to move his finger faster, his free hand moving down to grip your hip, holding you in place against him. "Shh, baby... we have to be quiet" He whispered, nipping at your ear lobe as he added a second finger, stretching you out.

"Fuck..." You whimpered. Even his fingers were huge. Kwon smirked, enjoying the way your body was responding to his touch. He curled his fingers inside you searching for that sweet spot. "God, you're so tight... taking my fingers so well." You gripped onto the wall, bucking your hips more into his hand and attempting to rub your clit with his palm.

Kwon chuckled at your desperate attempts to find relief, his palm rubbing against your clit with each movement of his fingers. "Needy little princess, aren't you? Can't even control yourself." "Please! Keep going... Almost there-" You keep doing little gasps in between, your eyes closing.

Kwon increased the pace of his fingers, his movements becoming more rough and relentless as he continued to work you closer to the edge. "Open your eyes, princess..want you to look at yourself when you cum." You nodded tiredly, your jaw slightly dropping with a moan as you came undone in front of him.

Kwon watched intently as you came undone, his eyes filled with a possessive hunger as he felt your body tremble against him. He slowly withdrew his fingers,bringing them up to his mouth and licking them clean. "Good girl...you look so beautiful when you cum, princess" You stumbled in his arms, breathing heavily from the harsh orgasm.

Kwon chuckled softly as you stumbled into his arms, holding you close to his chest. "Easy there, princess... I got you" He said gently, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back soothingly "Want more..." You begged softly.

Kwon's eyes darkened again at your plea, his grip on you tightening as he felt his own desire reignite. "Yeah? You want more, princess?Greedy little thing, aren't you?" "Please?... I can take your cock now." You pleaded as he held you in his arms. Kwon's breath hitched at your words, his resolve weakeningas you begged for him sodesperately. He looked at you,seeing the need in your eyes and he couldn't deny you any longer

"Such a desperate little thing...you want my cock that badly?" You nodded frantically. Kwon chuckled at your frantic nodding, his hands moving down to grip your thighs as he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. "I'm gonna ruin you, princess... make you mine in every way possible."

You bit your lip, watching his cock dissappear in your pussy. Kwon groaned as he slowly pushed inside you, his head falling back as he felt your walls clench around him. "Fuck..you're so tight, baby...so perfect for me." You gasped loudly, not expecting the huge stretch, despite being stretched from his fingers before."Shit wait!Slow slow..."

Kwon stopped immediately, his grip on your thighs tightening as he heard your gasp of pain. "Shh, baby.. breathe for me." He said softly, gently rubbing your thighs in an attempt to soothe you. You closed your eyes, adjusting to him. "Mkay.. Move..or are you even fully in yet.." You whimpered in fear and opened one eye to look down.

Kwon chuckled lowly his gaze following yours down to where you were joined together. "Almost...you're taking me so well,princess...just a little bit more. " You nodded slowly.

Kwon gently continued to push inside you, slowly flling you up until he was fully sheathed inside you. "God..you feel amazing princess. You feel so good wrapped around me." You let out a moan in relief, happy he was finally in.

Kwon groaned in response to your moan, his hands moving to grip your hips as he held you still, letting you adjust to his size. "Such a good girl, taking all of me..you're mine, princess. You belong to me and no one else."

Kwon let out a low growl, his grip on your hips tightening as he slowly started to move, pulling out of you almost completely before slamming back in again. Kwon's thrusts became more intense, each one hiting deep inside you as he buried his face in your neck, leaving a trail of bites and hickeys.

"Fuck, princess... you feel so good...you take me so well. You're so perfect.. all mine.."

"Yeah? Fuck all for you!-" Your moans were breathless. Kwon let out a low growl, his thrusts becoming more rough and desperate as he pinned you against the wall. "That's right, princess..all for me... no one else gets to touch you, understand? You're mine to use, mine to claim, mine to own..."

You nodded fast, drool coming out of your mouth from all the pleasure.Kwon smirked at the sight of you drooling, enjoying the fact that he was the one causing you to feel this way. "Look at you, so pathetic and needy... completely at my mercy"

"Want your cum!.. Want it so bad.." You whimpered. Kwon's thrusts became more erratic as he listened to your whimpers, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. "Yeah? You want me to fill you up, princess? Want me to claim you from the inside out?"

you nodded, your mind fogging up and not being able to use words. Kwon groaned at your inability to speak, his grip on you becomingbalmost bruising as he pounded into you. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum soon, princess... gonna fill you up until it's dripping down your thighs.. gonna make sure everyone knows you're mine. " Nothing came out of your lips but moans and whimpers.

Kwon's head fell against your shoulder as he continued to thrust into you, his breathing becoming more ragged as he neared his release. "Shit...gonna cum..gonna fill you up.." You arched your back, legs shaking as you came undone before him. Kwon groaned loudly as he felt you clench around him, your orgasm sending him over the edge as he slammed into you one final time, releasing himself deep inside you.

You opened your mouth to moan loudly, squirting on him and drenching him with your juices. Kwon was taken aback by thesudden squirting, but he smirked and continued to thrust slowlybthrough his orgasm, his eyes locked on the mess you made on him. "Such a dirty girl, princess... Iook at you... squirting all over me..."

You breathed heavily, realizing what you did. You've never done that before until Kwon. He made you feel things no one else had. Kwon pulled out of you slowly, watching as a mixture of his cum and your juices dripped down your thighs.

"Look at that...look how messy you are for me...all because of me." You hummed softly, falling into his arms again. Kwon caught you easily,wrapping his arms around you and holding you against his chest as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "You did so good, princess...you were perfect for me." You closed my eyes and nodded.

Kwon gently rubbed your back, holding you close as he sat down on the couch, pulling you onto his lap. You rested on the couch as Kwon cleaned you up and put on your clothes.

Kwon carefully cleaned you up,taking his time to make sure he got every last bit of the messoff of you. Once you were clean, he helped you into your clothes before pulling you back onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close.

"Hmmm.. Good adrenaline rush?" You said, tired. Kwon chuckled and nodded, running his fingers through your hair as he held you.

"Definitely..."

You smiled and kissed his cheek before resting in his arms again. Kwon smiled at the kiss, gently squeezing your waist as he looked down at you, his expression softening.

"Best adrenaline rush ever..." He whispered in a soft tone.

[stephstars08]

Not going to lie but I loved this scene because everything Miguel says to them is what I’ve been saying in my head while watching the whole series!!

I need to understand why Miguel, A FUCKING TEENAGER, is standing in front of Daniel and Johnny, TWO FUCKING OLD MEN IF YOU CARE, in the middle of a beach as if he were an angry latin mother scolding her two children

[amyforzabka]

Netflix really just posted robbys sexaual assault

And said omg can Tory catch a break

BRO CAN FUCKEN ROBBY CATCH A BREAK

[jacksonseymour13]

Miguel and Axel's relationship this entire season

[starkrebellion]

all of these karate rivalries and not a single one of them has kissed.... wtf 😕

[elevenenthusiast]

Some people might not wanna admit it but Miguel has really changed Johnny as a person and shifted his views on a lot of things. It's upsetting that we haven’t seen much of Johnny and Robby’s relationship and the fact that they haven’t fully reconciled. Saying that Robby is Johnny's "real son" tho and calling Miguel a random or replacement is just wrong. You can dislike Johnny for being absent in Robby’s life but that doesn’t mean you can’t see things from different perspectives. Johnny’s bond with Miguel genuinely helped him get out of that deadbeat alcoholic phase he was stuck in back in season 1. Even if there wasn’t a huge shift between Johnny and Robby, Johnny would probably still be the same guy he was in season 1 and might’ve even been worse, not even trying to be part of Robby’s life. I get that some of you won’t be happy with this because it’s not "enough" but the point is, Johnny being absent in Robby’s life doesn’t justify saying derogatory things about Miguel especially about a Latino kid. That makes it even more ICKY.

[bunnybonesstudio]

THEY ARE SO CUTE!!!

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

[raviposting]

Stop it, stop it! You can't keep hurting each other forever. Enough! Do you realize how stupid this is?

[dykesynthezoid]

I know a lot of people like keen/ry and I totally get why, but it’s also soooo funny seeing all of their moments this season dwarfed by both of their homoerotic interactions. Sam saying Tory could’ve come to her and then tacking on “or to Robby even…” as an afterthought. Sam talking to Robby about his relationship w Tory but he keeps looking and smiling at Miguel the whole time (???). Sam and Tory somehow having a more convincing yearning exes vibe than the actual exes. The fact that it’s almost always Tory and SAM making eye contact across the mat. And every time that happens Robby isn’t even looking at Tory either, he’s looking back at Sam like he’s finally putting the pieces together. Robby at the Sekai Taikai going wait a minute…. Now hold on…. As if he is not Also having a gay moment every five minutes. I love it when heterosexuality loses. It’s like prom night all over again but they’re doing an even less convincing job of it

[extinctlesspains]

Uhmmm you can’t just post sensei wolf and not put out a fic 😭🤚 pretty please ma’am he’s to hot to not have one

A/n: IKKK I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR IDEAS FOR HIM AND I FINALLY GOT SOME 😭😭

𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡: 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑖 𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓

𝐵𝑦 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠

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𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑖 𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓 𝑥 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑖! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑙𝑓 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠:𝐹𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑌/𝑛.

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The Sekai Taikai tournament was alive with the sounds of determination—punches landing, kiais echoing, feet pivoting on the mats. The air held the scent of sweat and effort, but beneath the surface, an unspoken tension simmered. You felt it in every sideways glance, every lingering silence between you and Sensei Wolf.

The rivalry on the mat wasn’t the only battle being fought.

You paced the perimeter of the building, correcting stances, offering encouragement, pushing your students harder than usual. Their success in the Sekai Taikai was non-negotiable, and you couldn’t afford distractions. Especially not him.

Wolf mirrored your movements on the other side of the room, his voice cutting through the air as he barked commands at his own team. The intensity in his eyes, the unwavering authority—it was the same confidence that had once drawn you in, before everything fell apart.

Memories pressed at the edges of your mind: late-night training sessions that turned into shared confessions, quiet moments of understanding, and then... the fallout. Harsh words, misunderstandings, pride. It was easier to pretend none of it mattered, but each passing day made that facade harder to maintain.

When the session ended, the students filed out, their chatter fading into the evening air. You stayed behind in the training room. , running through drills alone, the rhythmic movements a welcome distraction. But you felt his presence before you saw him.

“You don’t have to stay late every night.”

You didn’t turn around. “Neither do you.”

Wolf’s footsteps were soft but deliberate as he approached. He stopped a few feet away, the silence stretching like a taut wire between you. Finally, he spoke, his voice low but steady.

“I messed up.”

The words hung in the air, unexpected and heavy. You turned to face him, arms crossed. “Is that supposed to mean something?”

He met your gaze, eyes searching yours for a flicker of the understanding you used to share. “It’s not supposed to mean something. It does.” He hesitated, then continued, his voice softer. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what happened... between us. I didn’t handle it right.”

A bitter laugh escaped your lips. “That’s an understatement.”

Wolf sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I’m not too proud to say it—I’m sorry. I let my ego get in the way. I thought I had all the answers, but I didn’t.”

You wanted to hold on to your anger, to the walls you’d built around yourself, but his words chipped away at him.

“Why now, Wolf?” Your voice was quieter than you intended. “What’s changed?”

He took a step closer, the vulnerability in his eyes catching you off guard. “Everything. This tournament, these kids... they need us. And I need...” He trailed off, the words hanging between you. “I can’t do this without you.”

Your heart clenched. There it was—the raw honesty you hadn’t seen in so long. “You think saying sorry fixes everything?”

He shook his head. “No. But it’s a start.”

The training room felt smaller, the space between you shrinking. Memories of what you’d built together, both on and off the mat, flooded back. The arguments, yes, but also the laughter, the trust, the shared dream of making these kids stronger than either of you had ever been.

“I don’t know if I can just forget, Wolf.”

He nodded, understanding in his eyes. “I’m not asking you to forget. I’m asking for a second chance—to prove that I’ve changed. That we can fix this.”

Silence stretched again, but this time it felt different—softer, filled with possibility. You studied him, the sincerity in his eyes, the weight of the words he wasn’t saying. Finally, you sighed.

“One chance, Wolf. Don’t waste it.”

A rare, genuine smile broke across his face. “I won’t.”

As you both stood there, the tension between you shifted, the first cracks appearing in the walls you’d both built. It wasn’t a perfect resolution, but it was a start—a fragile truce built on hope and shared history.

The real fight was just beginning, but for the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel like you were facing it alone.

[seeker-of-stories19]

Just thinking of Miguel bringing this up totally unprompted. Like someone starts saying something about Robby and Miguel just blurts out “I wasn’t staring at Robby this morning” or something and whoever he’s talking to was just going to say Robby went down to breakfast or something similarly insignificant.

[judahlux]

They hold this show

[amyforzabka]

My baby boy

[roughroadhaley]

I think it says a lot about Miguel and Robby’s relationship development that even though Miguel’s been a dick, when he asks Robby what happened while he was away Robby tells him everything (“tory ended things, she hooked up with kwon, I got drunk and did something stupid”). He says all this even before Miguel apologized. They’ve gotten to the point where Robby’s trust in Miguel completely survives conflict.

[jaspoo]

thinking about how Miguel went from “Mr. Diaz” to “you’re my son too” for Johnny :(

[elevenenthusiast]

Why can’t some of you be normal when it comes to criticizing Johnny and Robby’s relationship without having to say weird shit like calling Miguel “replacement son” or referring Robby as his “real son” as if Miguel isn’t his son too? 🤨