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beepbeepstop · 2 years
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beepbeepstop · 2 years
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Stop the Tension
Summary: After getting your hair braided for the summer Oscar helps you rub oil on your scalp to relieve some of the tension Pairing: Oscar x Black!Reader Genre: Fluff Visuals
I watched as all the houses we passed by blend into a blur through the window. I wasn't able to truly focus on the environment that we were driving by. All I could focus on was the tight sensation on my scalp. Each part having its own different level of tension, and the braids having a slightly heavier weight that was almost unfamiliar. Whenever I move my head the slightest bit the weight shifts and the sharp pain takes turns on which side it wants to travel to, but at the same time I hear the nostalgic click and clack of the beads as they bounce off of each other. I lean my head against the window of the passenger window of Oscar's car and close my eyes. I feel his warm hand rub circles onto my exposed thigh.
"You okay, Mami" Oscar asks with a hint of concern in his voice.
"My head just hurts"
"I don't understand why you keep going back to that shop, knowing damn well that they be braiding tight as hell" he said slightly annoyed
"I want them to last Oscar. I don't have the time or money to be sitting up in a chair whenever I need my braids refreshed, because that shit was all loosey goosey"
"I have the money and time to take you to someone who isnt gonna braid your thoughts to the point where its gonna give you a headache" he chuckled
"They got the touch Oscar. You know them African Aunties be gripping with the strength of the ancestors whenever they braid"
Oscar and I made eye contact as we pulled up into the driveway of his house, and all we could do is laugh and smile at each other.
"You stupid for saying that" he said flashing his beautiful smile at me as he tries to hold back more of his laughs.
"Nah nigga you stupid. 'Braiding my thoughts' who fucking thinks of that" I say lightly hitting his shoulder as I laugh
"We're both stupid so get your dumbass in the house and I'll rub oil on your scalp to help loosen the braids up a little bit"
The moment the word oil left his lips I was already unbuckling my seatbelt and halfway out the door.
"Damn where you going" Oscar said grabbing my hand
"You said you were gonna rub oil on my scalp"
"Yea but why you rushing" he chuckled
"You dont gotta tell me twice. Hurry up papi"
The way I was rushing to the door you would've thought that Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Kreuger, the fucking Candyman or whatever scary shit that haunts your dreams was chasing me. All I know is that I was way too fucking excited for Oscar to put his fingers to good use on my scalp. The feeling of oil being rubbed into your scalp is an already enjoyable experience whether it be done by yourself or by someone else, but it's just something about Oscar that takes the feeling to a whole new level of almost ecstasy.
"Chop chop you got work to do"
"Damn patience is virtue (y/n)" Oscar said walking at the slowest pace I've ever seen. At first glance you wouldn't think he was moving until you see the dumb look on his face.
"Why you playing with me"
"Just be patient I'mma get there" he chuckles
"In like 40 fucking years, by the time you get here i'll be old ass grandma with a bunch of grandkids"
"Do you think our grandkids would be cute"
"Who said they were related to you. Keep this shit up and I might start homie hopping"
In the blink of an eye Oscar was towering over me on his porch
"That shit ain't funny (y/n)"
"Oh now you wanna stop playing when I wanna joke around"
"That didn't sound like a joke it sounded more like a warning" he says as he unlocks the door
"Good then you got my message loud and clear" I say smiling at him
"Hurry up and get your ass on the couch"
I giddily skipped over to the couch and sat down waiting for Oscar to bring over the oil. He walked out with a dropper bottle of the Mielle rosemary and mint hair oil.
"Oh okay I see you Mr. Big Baller bringing out the expensive oil. I feel all special"
"Shut up it was 15 dollars"
"Yea but look at this tiny ass bottle. I could've bought 3 bottles of wild growth with that money"
"Do you want your scalp oiled or no"
"Okay I'll shut up, go ahead and do your job"
I turned around and instantly felt the slick oil travel along the parts on my scalp. As Oscar moves the braids out of the way to get to different sections he rubs his fingers in a circular motions working the oil into my scalp. It felt heavenly the way his fingers glided between my braids. The cooling sensation of the oil easing the tension whilst lifting the pain leaving nothing but the feeling of his strong hands massaging my scalp.
"This is how bitches fall in love you know. You over here massaging you manifestations into my brain"
"So that means I should do this more often if I want you to stay in love with me"
"Yup, do this shit once a week and i'll be putty in your hands" I say closing my eyes
"You're already putty in my hands"
"Nigga shut up"
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beepbeepstop · 2 years
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Mini Matchmaker
Summary: Who knew that little kids would make the best wing men. Pairing: Oscar Diaz x SingleMother!Reader Visuals Genre: Fluff
"Mommy, I want nuggies" Kai my three year old daughter said as she pulled on my pant leg.
"Baby we can go after I check out this last store, I promise"
"But I hungry now" she says tugging my pants leg harder in the direction of McDonalds.
"Okay fine we can eat since your starving" I said laughing as a reached down to grab her hand.
We walk into the McDonalds and it was strangely packed for a Tuesday afternoon. It was as if everybody and they mama all got hungry the moment we decided to walk in. When we finally made it to the counter I lightly tap my daughters shoulder to grab her attention away from the toy display.
"Tell the lady what you want"
"Can I have nuggies please" she says standing on her tippy toes
"Would you like fries or apples sweetheart"
"apples"
"Anything for you" the worker looks at me
"Can I just get a sprite and a large fry please"
"Okay we'll call your name when the order is ready"
I scanned the McDonalds for an empty table, booth, at this point one single chair would do. I make eye contact with an intimidating man. His presence alone was scarily strong accompanied with his fierce eyes that had an almost flickering flame behind them. Not to mention his extremely full eyebrows that were arched at the best angles. Although his presence was intimidating his beauty was alluring, as if he was inviting me over with only his fiery brown eyes. He breaks eye contact with me for a moment, and in the moment he turns his head towards a group of men sitting in the booth next to his. With only a quick inaudible sound from his mouth and the slight turn of his head they automatically knew what he wanted. This non verbal communication was instantly understood, and the group of men all scattered to move away from the once completely full booth. Now empty and semi clean, except for a few crumbs left on the corners of the table. The man snaps his head back to me and almost as if were one of the men he signaled I knew what he wanted. He was inviting me to sit at the table. I gladly accepted this invitation with gratitude. I grab onto Kai's hand and lead her towards the booth.
"Thank you" I softly say to the man as sit in the booth
"You good" he says nonchalantly.
As Kai sits down next to me her attention is drawn to the man. The same way I was sucked into his magnetic aura. She begins to stare at the man and the longer she looks I also secretly scan over the man. His golden skin from what I could see he had a large cross covering almost half of his neck, and small tear drop underneath his left eye. I hear Kai giggle loudly and when I turn my head to see what was the cause of her laughter I see the man making funny faces at her. He crosses his eyes or puffs up his cheeks and Kai is going crazy for all of it. The man's eyes drift upwards towards mine and he instantly stops what he's doing. Kai seems upset that her new jester is no longer amusing her.
"Hey, do more" she says as she waves her hands in front if the man.
"You're a little bossy mamita" he says flashing a pearly white smile.
"Yea she is very persistent about what she wants" I chime in
"What about you" he smirks at me
"What about me?" I ask confused.
"Are you bossy mami" his smirk instantly becomes more sly the moment the word mami left his slightly plump lips.
"When I want something yea" I laugh
"So should I try harder because you seem pretty not bossy right now"
"I mean you're okay right now but putting in a little bit of extra work wouldn't hurt"
Before I knew it Kai was in this man face playing with the cross that hung on his chain.
"Baby you cant just go up and touch on strangers" I say pulling her back
"She good, I don't mind"
"Really?"
"Most kids her size can't even look at me without crying, better or less walk up to me just like she did. Bebita brave as hell" he said letting Kai grab onto his fingers.
"She's three years old about to be four in a couple of months"
"Nah I need to hear it from her. How old are you bebita" he asks with a smile not leaving his face.
Kai held up four fingers. He shook his head.
"I can't hear you. I need you to use your words"
"Four" Kai says almost screaming
"Okay Jefita, whats your name"
"Kai"
"Sky"
"No, KAi"
"Woah Okay you're Kai, I'm spooky"
"Spooky, aint no way that's your legal name" I said unable to hold back my laugh
"It's the only name these fools need to know, what's yours?"
"Why do you need to know"
"I need to know for contact"
"When'd you get my number mr.spooky"
"Just now" he smirks
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beepbeepstop · 2 years
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New Rider
Summary: When your date gets sick after one ride and decides to abandon you in an amusement park with no ride home. Sparks fly with a stranger. Pairing: Oscar x Black!Reader Warnings: swearing, vomit Visuals
I couldn’t stop laughing as i walked towards the exit of the roller coaster watching Jason stumble to the nearest trash can. 
“I didn’t know you could scream that high pitched” I jokingly mocked him.
“Shut up (y/n)” Jason said as he held onto the sides of the trash can trying to steady himself.
“It was funny and I could’ve sworn I heard you crying at one point” I continued to tease.
“You’re a fucking bi-”
Before Jason could finish his sentence all the contents of his stomach began to empty into the trash can. At this point I stopped laughing and walked closer to him attempting to comfort him, but he held up his hand abruptly to stop from coming closer. 
“Don’t step any fucking further” he said with a loss of breath.
“I just wanted to-” he cut me off
“I’m leaving and you can either come with me now or find your own way home”
“But we just got here why do you want to leave so early”
“I don't know (y/n)  maybe because i just fucking threw up” he says as he walks away.
“I know smartass i just watched you. There are other rides and they’re not as fast as this one” I say chasing after him.
“I don’t want to be here. I don’t even like roller coasters”
“Then why did you bring me here Jason”
“Because when I asked where you wanted to go you said here. Instead of like a restaurant or the movies like a normal person” he began to raise his voice
“You should’ve said something when I asked” i began to become defensive
“And seem like some bitch, no way”
“You would’ve looked like less of a bitch if you told me before hand. Instead of throwing up after riding the slowest fucking ride in the park”
“Fuck you (y/n) I should’ve never asked you out”
“Do me a favor Jason and lose my number, because I can’t be with a person who can't even handle the kid section of an amusement park” I stop walking behind him and turn around.
“Have fun getting home bitch”
“Thanks for the free ticket” I yell back at him.
This is the last time I let my cousin put me on with some guy she knew from work. “Oh he’s such a good guy” bullshit, but I’m not gonna let his scary ass ruin such a beautiful day like this. 
Before I could realize it I was walking towards my favorite water ride. The line was relatively short. I stood around for about three minutes before one of the workers started to shout that they were looking for a single rider. I quickly raised my hand and started to rush towards the front of line. The worker ushered me to one of the boats where a tall, buff, tan man was sitting. I sat down next to the stranger and let the worker push down the safety bar. As the ride started the boat roughly rocked down the path towards a dark tunnel. The boat lightly scraped against the edges of the tunnel and it became pitch black. We were coming up on my favorite part of the ride as we inched closer and closer to the edge of the drop
“Oh hell nah those mother fuckers lied to me” the man next to me said 
“i’m going to ki-” before he could finish his sentence the boat descended down the hill
All i could hear was the deep scream of the man next to me, and i couldn't hold back my laugh as the boat went around the sharp turns of the path. As the boat hit the conveyor to pull us up the next hill at a deathly slow rate. I felt a hand inch closer to mine. Our pinkies were slightly rubbing together as the anticipation of the drop built up the closer we got to the top. We had finally reached the top of the hill and the boat slid down the hill swiftly. I no longer felt the stranger’s pinky rubbing against mine. Instead I felt his large and rough hand wrap on top of mine, and he began his loud screaming again. It was an interesting sight to see when i turned my head to look at him as the ride came to its end. The more I looked at him the more I couldn’t hold back my laugh. This man was tatted from the face down and the thought of him screaming on a water roller coaster was extremely funny to me. I sat there soaked in water because of the drops laughing uncontrollably. I felt eyes on me and turned to meet the gaze of my seatmate. 
“What’s so funny” he asked 
“Nothing, I was just wondering if you were screaming that loud when you got your face tattoo”
“I actually screamed louder when i got my dick tatted” he said smirking
“Oh shit really, why would you get tattooed there”
“I mean if you wanna see it all you gotta do is ask nicely” he chuckled lightly
There was an awkward silence because the tension between us was so thick. All i could do was stare at him. This man was incredibly gorgeous with amazing bone structure. 
“I’m just joking I dont have a dick tattoo, but my face tat did hurt a lot probably because I was 12 when i first got it”
“Damn, I just got my first tattoo this year” i said showing him the small butterfly on my left wrist
The ride finally came to a stop and it was time to get off. 
“You know the scary part of the ride is over now you can let go of my hand”
“Who says i’m not still scared” he says picking our hands up off the safety bar and holding my hand a little tighter.
“Well if you wanna keep holding my hand I should at least know your name”
Before he could say anything one of the workers walk towards us and tells us to get off of the ride because we’re holding up the line. I struggled to get out the boat until I felt strong hands pick me up out of the boat and pull me close.
“My name is Oscar, whats yours moreanita”
“(y/n)”
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beepbeepstop · 2 years
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Jailbait pt.7
part seven in the Jailbait series Authors Note: I looked back at the jailbait character visuals/description and changed the ages because the 4 year age gap didn’t sit that well with me. So I made Lilianna 17 (going on 18) so that her and Oscar would have a 2 year age gap to make myself feel better.  Summary: I wasn’t really paying attention to the timeline so imma just say that Oscar and Lilianna have been together for like two months Warning: swearing, very angsty in my opinion
Pairing: Black OC x Oscar Taglist:  @iliketoreadwrites @thotyana-in-this-hoe @ietss @drewxaesthetic @khearts14 @amiloud-andclear @tian-monique @khearts14 @joyrivh @earthytime @secret-obsessions @virgosapphire79 @chassssss
pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6  pt.7 pt.8
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previously “I am a fucking child oscar, and you’re a god damn pedophile for trying to get with me”
“trying to get with you? You’re my fucking girl Lilianna” he chuckled.
“Not anymore. It’s been like a week and you’ve already showed that you don’t care about me or this relationship, because you wanna run around and have a bitch rub her tailbone all up on you”
“Wherever this random ass attitude of yours came from, you can go ahead and send it back. I’m not finna stand here and let your little rude ass disrespect me and call me a pedophile on MY block” Oscar slightly raised his voice at me and his eyes were cold.
“I wouldn’t be making a scene on ‘your’ block if you didn’t blatantly disrespect me by fucking around with that skelton bitch” I crossed my arms
“I can do whatever the fuck I want. I’m a grown ass man I don’t need your permission to dance with someone at a party”
“You right Oscar. You a grown ass man and I’m just a random high school bitch you claimed” I glared at him
“You tripping for no reason”
“Did you fuck her” I stare into his eyes with the feeling of pure betrayal
“It’s not like im fucking you so what does it matter”
“Okay” that’s all i could say, how am i supposed to respond to that vague but alluding answer
“You ain’t even that cute to be stressin over” he laughed to himself, and the rest of the cholos in the yard began to laugh too
Did this nigga just hit me with that you ugly anyways line. This argument is pitiful and useless
“If i’m not cute enough to be stressin over then drop the claim Oscar” I scoffed
“Drop the fucking claim and dont say shit when you see me out and about in these streets. Don’t even look my direction” I sent him a death glare and walked away.
The thing that really hurt me was the fact that it was HER. Did he actively go out and choose her with the intention of hurting me, or did she actively seek him out to show me how I stand no chance against her. Whatever the fuck the reason was I want no part in his little petty ass games. I was way over my head thinking that Oscar actually took interest in me for my personality. He just wanted something new and I’m replaceable. Fuck him and fuck Freeridge. 
My phone kept violently vibrating in my back pocket as I walked towards the school. I looked down at my screen and saw that I had 10 missed calls 20 unanswered texts from Cesar. Just as I was about to read one his messages my phone began to vibrate again and an incoming call from Cesar covers my screen. I answer,
“Yo Lilianna what the fuck just happened. I was just munching on some fucking fruity pebbles and I see you and Oscar arguing”
“Dont worry about it”
“Nah too late. Where you at? We finna talk about the shit that just went down”
“I’m passing Ruby’s house on my way home”
“Stay there”
“Cesar i really don’t want to be standing on this sidewalk waiting for you to catch up”
“Keep your impatient ass right there you know I’m fast chula” 
Cesar hung up the phone and I began to take deep breaths. With each breath I slowly lifted my head towards the sky and close my eyes in an attempt to keep the tears in my eyes from flowing down my face like a river through a broken dam. I did this to myself. I heard the rumors and ignored them. I was given multiple warnings even by Cesar himself for god's sake the boy lives with this man he knows him the best, but i still ignored him. I ignored everything told to me about Oscar and look where it got me. Standing on a sidewalk pathetically trying not to cry. I put myself in a position to get hurt, and delusionally i thought that it wasn’t going to happen. It happened and now all I can do is breath to stop me from becoming an emotional mess. I feel a hand wrap rough hand wrap around my wrist, and I open my eyes to see who just touched me. The moment my eyes are met with the brown eyes that use to bring a smile to my face and fill me with butterflies but now in this moment it fills me with heartbreak. I try to break from Oscars hold but he grips tighter. 
“let go” i say trying to hide the hurt in my voice”
“bebi-”
“Shut up” i cut him off raising my voice and looking away from him. I can’t bring myself to continue looking at him.
Oscar flinches when he hears my voice crack.
“Lilianna please listen to me”
“I don’t want to hear anything else you have to say”
“I need to explain myself”
“why now”
Oscar looks at me confused.
“WHY NOW, why not earlier when I first confronted you” I finally broke away from Oscars grip
“I couldn’t say what I wanted in front of the Santos, you know they’re nosy as hell mami” Oscar reaches out to touch my cheek but I slap his hand away.
“If you can’t say it infront of them then I don’t wanna hear it”
“I have an image to keep up, so please let me explain”
“I dont care”
“Lilanna please”
“I DONT CARE OSCAR, you had your chance to explain and tell me the truth. But instead of that you played into your ‘big macho gangster’ image”
“Thats unfair because you fell for this ‘big macho gangster’ image” he says with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
“I didn’t, I fell for you Oscar. I have known you all my life. I’ve liked you for longer than i can remember. Do you know how much it hurt me to watch you mold yourself into what the santos want you to be. This cold, rude, cruel gang leader you love to portray yourself as. I knew that under that mask you were the opposite. You’re caring, sweet, and kind well that's what I thought. I don’t know anymore”
“I am Lilianna please just listen to me. Just let me explain so I can fix this”
Before I could say something to Oscar i hear Cesar say
“She already said that you had your chance to fix everything but you chose your image hermano” 
“Cesar stay out of this” Oscar says raising his voice and glaring at Cesar as he puts his arm around me.
I don’t know why but the moment I felt Cesar’s arm drape across my shoulders the tears in my eyes couldn’t be held back any longer. 
“Cant you see that causing more harm than help” Cesar says as he rubs my shoulder to comfort me as my tears silently fell.
“Lilianna I-” In that moment Oscar and I made eye contact.
As he watched the tears run down my face and the distraught in my eyes he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked defeated. All he could do was stare, the words had left his mouth. I don’t know what hurt worse Oscar protecting his image instead of my peace of mind or watching him walk away with the heavy weight of failure on his shoulders.
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beepbeepstop · 3 years
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quick question for anyone who is awake and wants to give me some feedback.
Do y'all actually look at my pinterest boards/visual links? Like are they helpful?
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beepbeepstop · 3 years
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Daddy Diaz
Summary: You’re the teacher of an eight year old girl named Diana Diaz. Pairing: SingleFather!Oscar x Teacher!Reader POC Visuals Warning: If you are not a POC (specifically black women) some things mentioned/said may offend you. All things said in reference to PWOC (people without color) can be proven true. PWOC heed at your own risk lol.
I grabbed all my supplies out of my car and began to walk towards Brentwood Elementary (ik its not creative). As I heard my heels click and clack against the freshly cleaned tile floors of the hallway I thought about the long unnecessary conferences I would be having with my students’ parents. The principal mandated that all teacher must have face to face conferences with parents to discuss the progress of the students. I say that is useless because I had already held a parent teacher conference last week, but the principal only wants us to re-hold (is that english??) the conferences because of the observers that are supposed to be visiting. 
“Ms. (L/N)” 
A scratchy voice boomed through the hallways. I turned to see that it was Mrs.Adams the 4th grade history teacher. I turned to face her with a half hearted smile.
“Good morning Mrs.Adams. Can I help you with something”
“I just wanted to remind you that the observers were coming today and I was wondering if you were going to fix your hair”
She said this with a look of distaste.
“I don’t know what you mean Mrs. Adams. Can you be more specific as to what is wrong with my hair” 
I was biting my tongue trying not to waste any of my energy on this white lady’s shenanigans.
“I mean it’s just so unprofessional. Did you forget that the observers are coming today, because I don’t think you would’ve come to school consciously with your hair looking like that”
The more she talked the stronger I had to suppress myself from unleashing a whole world of hurt upon this white lady. She knows what she’s doing. She wants me to act out in front of the guests and parents. She’s had it out for me every since I transferred into the history department. It’s pretty obvious what her problem with my hair or should I say her problem with me is. Just before I could say something I felt a strong somewhat reassuring hand land on my shoulder. Just as I turned my head to see the owner of this reassuring hand a deep commanding voice began to softly echo off of the walls of the hallway.
“Don’t you think it’s pretty unprofessional to comment on a co-worker’s appearance” 
A tall Latino man wearing grey coveralls with a name tag that read Oscar spoke.
“I wasn’t making a comment on her appearance i was simply making a suggestion. I’m entitled to voice my opinion, don’t you have some floors to clean” Mrs. Adams glared at Oscar with a condescending tone.
“Keep your opinions to yourself, nobody cares for what you have to say. I’m actually here for the parent teacher conference, but i don’t know about having my child in a school with such a racist bitch like you” he glared back at her.
Mrs.Adams’ jaw dropped. She had just insulted a parent this could be the end of her career. 
“I definitely hope yo ass aint Ms. L/N because then I think we might have a fucking problem”
“Actually I am Ms. L/N. If you follow me I can lead you to the classroom and we can begin the conference” I spoke up as I politely pushed Oscar away from Mrs. Adams.
As we walked away from Mrs. Adams Oscar sent her the evilest stank eye I have ever seen. I would personally never want to be on the receiving end of his glances of disgust, because if looks could kill Mrs. Adams would drop dead in the blink of Oscar’s eye. 
I fumbled with my classroom keys as I attempted to make small talk with Oscar. 
“Thank you for intervening Oscar. It’s too early for me to handle her” I said with a hand gesture in her direction. (i didn't know how to describe the specific hand gesture but if you know you know) 
“No problem Maestra, but how you know my name? Did we fuck?” he smirked.
I quickly opened the door and replied with a swift No.
“Then how you know my name Oscar Morenita “
“Your name tag. Your name is literally plastered across your chest” 
“You checking me out Maestra” He stepped closer to me and stared at me playfully.
“Maybe” I matched his playful energy and smirked at him. 
I know i’ve been gone for a long ass time and this is hella short, but I just wanted to show y’all i’m still alive cuz some of yall seemed a lil worried. Tell me if I should turn this into a mini series✨
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beepbeepstop · 3 years
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hey i hope you're doing good!😃 are you going to write any more parts to the jailbait series? i only ask bc it was so good and would love to read more! but don't want to be pushy or rude in any way so pls ignore me if my question makes you uneasy. take care!🌈
Sorry, I went through a bad breakup and I didn’t really feel like writing about love. But now I’m back so send in requests for what you wanna see💜
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beepbeepstop · 3 years
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More of the jailbait series please!!
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beepbeepstop · 3 years
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Jailbait pt.6
part six in the Jailbait series
Summary: It’s the next day, and last night after Oscar got upset over something small he went to Sad Eye’s part A L O N E Pairing: Black OC x Oscar Taglist: @iliketoreadwrites @thotyana-in-this-hoe @ietss @drewxaesthetic @khearts14 @amiloud-andclear @tian-monique @khearts14 @joyrivh  Genre: lil angst Word count:519
pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6  pt.7
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I woke up the next morning and checked my phone. It was dry as fuck, and Oscar didn’t send me any messages last night. As I started to get ready I scrolled through snapchat to kill time, and I kept seeing the same thing on everyone’s story. It was a video of Oscar at Sad Eye’s party and some girl was grinding on him as he yelled out “This might be my new hyna, damn”. As I looked closer at the video I saw that it was Loca who was grinding on him. She had a stupid ass grin on her face as she felt Oscar’s hands run all over her body. I felt sick to my stomach.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I walked to school I felt stares. Some were good, but the majority was bad. When I walked past Oscar’s house I heard him calling my name, and I walked faster. In the corner of my eye I see Oscar rise from his seat, and I already knew what he was about to do. I fished in my pocket for my headphones, and when I found them I quickly plugged it into my phone. I popped the earbuds into my ears and played my music on full blast. I felt a rough hand grab my shoulder.
“I know you heard me calling your name. You just gonna walk past me and not say shit?” Oscar said with clear anger in his tone.
“Get your hand off my shoulder Spooky” I said his name with disgust.
“Why you callin me spooky babe”, he slid his hand from my shoulder to my cheek. 
“You called Loca your new girl” I glared at him.
“No I didn’t. What are you talking about”
“IT’S ALL OVER SNAP CHAT OSCAR. YOU ACTING A FOOL AT SAD EYE’S PARTY, AND LOCA GRINDING HER FLAT ASS ALL OVER YOU” I pushed his hand off of me.
“You not finna raise your voice at me and try to disrespect me in front of my own god damn gang”
“But you can go out and disrespect me in front of all of freeridge by fucking around with some bitch at a party”
“That’s different I was mad and drunk”
“I’m mad and sober,  but i have a valid reason to be upset. You were just being a petty little bitch, because I had to stay home and do homework”
“You really out here making a scene, for what? I’m grown ass man and I don’t need your little ass yelling all up in my face”
“You’re a grown ass man fucking with high school girl and you get mad when she has to do homework”
“Stop being so childish” he glared at me.
“I am a fucking child oscar, and you’re a god damn pedophile for trying to get with me”
“trying to get with you? You’re my fucking girl Lilianna” he chuckled.
“Not anymore. It’s been like a week and you’ve already showed that you don’t care about me or this relationship, because you wanna run around and have a bitch rub her tailbone all up on you”
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beepbeepstop · 3 years
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Hey if you’re taking requests could you do an angst to fluff kind of imagine with spooky? A soft ending would be amazing🥺 thank you!!😊
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Claimed?
Request:Hey if you’re taking requests could you do an angst to fluff kind of imagine with spooky? A soft ending would be amazing🥺 thank you!!😊
Summary: Whenever someone saw her they automatically knew who she was. She was Spooky’s girl, but apparently this was common knowledge to everyone. Everyone but you.  Pairing: Black Reader x Oscar Diaz Warnings: Cursing, angst, fluff Word Count: 643
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As I walked home from school I had 34+35 by Arianna grande blasting in my airpods. The sun felt so nice on my skin and I felt the wind slightly breeze past some of my stray strands of hair. It was such a nice day outside and I couldn’t help but stop on the sidewalk and close my eyes. I took in a deep breath and let out. I felt as if a huge load had been lifted off of my shoulders as I stopped to take a breath and appreciate the lovely California breeze. When I opened my eyes I saw a semi tall man standing in front of me. He was a medium tan with brown eyes and small lips. The more I looked at the more I started to recognize his features, Ricky. Ricky was the new kid who transferred a week ago and he sits behind me in statistics. Apparently he transferred from somewhere in California that was “Santos territory”, but he had to be re-initiated for some gang reasons that Cesar wouldn’t explain to me. 
“Whatcha doin standing in the middle of the sidewalk breathin all hard and shit like a crackhead?”
“It’s a really pretty day today” I said looking up at the clouds.
Ricky grabbed my face and me look at him.
“You know you’re suppose to look at someone when they’re talking to you”
“But the clouds are so pretty” I said trying to move my face away from his/
“Are you disrespecting me bitch?” he grinned.
“No, and get your hands off of my face before I really start getting disrespectful”
“I’m a motha fucking santos. You don’t disrespect me bitch” he started to tighten his grip on my face. 
“AY AY WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINKING YOU DOIN FRESHY” someone yelled from across the street. I couldn’t see who it was but I could recognize the voice. It was Sad Eyes.
“Don’t worry about it big homie this little cunt was looking down on me because I’m a Santos. I just wanted to teach her a lesson”
“Liar” i said outloud.
“I wasn’t talking to you bitch” 
He pushed me down hella hard.
“yo the freshy just pushed jefita (lil boss lady/ boss lady)” one of the guys with sad eyes said.
“AY YOU CANT BE TOUCHIN ON HER LIKE THAT” sad eyes said as he ran up on ricky and pushed him against a fence
“Joker ven aqui help the Spooky’s girl up”
“Spooky’s girl” Ricky repeated. He looked as if he was going to pass out.
“What do you mean Spooky’s girl?” I asked as Joker helped me get off the ground. 
“I claimed you” I heard a deep voice say behind me.
“Oscar”
“You good mamita” he said stepping up to me. His eyes immediately went to my cheek and chin area. He lightly touched my sensitive skin and I flinched. 
“I’ll deal with you later” He said glaring daggers at Ricky. I felt oscar grab my hand and lead me away from Ricky.
“What’s a claim” 
“How have you lived in this hood for your whole life and not know what a claim is?” he laughed at me.
“When my mom was around she didn’t like me knowing about the gang life even though my dad was apart of the Santos”
“I claimed you. That means you’re mine and no one else can have you”
“what the fuck Oscar” i said pulling my hand away from his.
“It’s for protection bebita”
“But you’re making me sound like an object oscar”
“I know you’re not an object. I just don’t want anyone else to be around you or touch you” he said putting his hand on my shoulder.
“So what does this mean for us” 
“It means you’re mine” he said gently grabbing my chin “And I’m yours jefita” 
Oscar pulled me into a kiss, and I didn’t pull away. 
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beepbeepstop · 4 years
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Jailbait Characters
Lilianna Kim Age: 17  Senior in Highschool
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Oscar Diaz Age: 20 Leader of Los Santos
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Marisol/ Loca Age:17
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Teressa Age: 17
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beepbeepstop · 4 years
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Jailbait pt.5
Part five in the Jailbait series
Summary: It’s a few days after Lilianna and Oscar went to the beach.  Pairing: Black OC x Oscar  Taglist: @iliketoreadwrites @thotyana-in-this-hoe @ietss @drewxaesthetic @khearts14 @amiloud-andclear @tian-monique @khearts14 @joyrivh  Masterlist pt.1 pt.2 pt. 3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6
“Bebita, i’m coming to pick you up so we can go to Sad Eye’s party” Oscar said over the phone.
“Oscar I already told you that I can’t go”
“And I told you that we’re going”
“Oscar, no”
“Fine” he said and ended the call.
That was rude. He didn’t have to hang up that fast, and it sounded like he had a attitude. 
I had to stop thinking about Oscar if I wanted to get my work finished. First I’m going to work on my chemistry assignments, because they’ll take the most time to complete. I need to finish a weeks worth of assignments for all four of my core classes, because my parent’s decided that I have to visit them in Bel Air. The gang say that I should be lucky to leave Freeridge and spend a week in Bel Air. I put on my headphones and decided to really start focusing on my work. 
After a couple of hours I left my room to get a snack, and when I came back I saw Oscar sitting on my bed and looking over my notes. He looked up at me and said,
“You have nice handwriting bebita. It looks all fancy and shit” 
“What the fuck? How the hell did you get in here?”
“Through the window” he said nonchalantly.
‘Why are you here Oscar?”
“You should start locking your windows mamita. It was way too fucking easy to get into your room”
“What do you want”
“You should also get a stronger lock for your back door. I was able to pick the lock under a minute”
“OSCAR”
“WHAT” 
“Why are you here?”
“I came to pick you up for Sad Eye’s party”
“I already told you no. Go bye yourself if the party is soo important”
“I can’t go by myself”
“why not?”
“I wanted to show off mi bebita”
“Oscar I can’t go”
“Why not?”
“I already told you I have to finish all this work by Friday and It’s Wednesday night. That means I only have one more day to focus on all these assignments before I start packing my bags”
“Then just finish your work on Thursday”
“Oscar you’re not listening. I can’t”
“So homework is more important than me, okay. If you don’t want everyone to know you my girl then okay”
“Oscar, stop being so sensitive”
“Okay, have fun finishing your homework Lilianna” he said getting off of my bed.
“Oscar don’t be like that”
“Be like what?”
“Don’t be petty and do dumb shit” 
“I won’t”
“Give me a kiss” 
Oscar just looked at me and climbed out of my window without giving me a kiss.
it’s okay Liliana he’s just being a little petty, because he’s clingy. He’ll get over it and we’ll hang out friday
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beepbeepstop · 4 years
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Jailbait pt.4
Part four in the Jailbait series Warnings: cursing, age gap, drug use Pairing: Black OC x Oscar Taglist: @iliketoreadwrites @thotyana-in-this-hoe @ietss @drewxaesthetic @khearts14 @amiloud-andclear @tian-monique @khearts14 Masterlist pt.1 pt.2 pt. 3 pt.4 pt.5
“What am I going to do? My grandma is going to kill me” I said as I started nervously pacing back and forth.
“We can go to the mall and I can buy you a new phone Mamas” Oscar said as he grabbed my hips.
“No thank you Oscar”,
“Let’s go somewhere. You need to relax a little bit Mamita” 
“Where would we go?”
“Who knows” he said smirking at me.
Oscar grabbed my hand and started walking down the bleachers
“What about my stuff?”
“Already handled” 
“What?”
“Mamas, stop asking so many questions” he said looking me deep into my eyes.
I don’t understand how a man this beautiful is feared all throughout Freeridge. The only thing spooky about him is how attractive he is. His eyes are enchanting. I could spend all day looking at him, and I’d never get bored.
“Mamita, trust me” 
God, why does he have to be so fucking fine. I swear his smile alone makes me weak in the knees. All I could do was nod.
Oscar and I walked hand in hand towards his car, and I see a boy around my age wearing a red flannel standing next to Oscar’s ruby red Impala. The boy looks at Oscar then looks at me, and then looks back at Oscar. I noticed as Oscar and the boy were taking the boy’s gaze started to drift towards me. His eyes looked me up and down. Oscar grabbed the boy’s face roughly this made the boy look back at Oscar.
“Mirame no a ella. Comprende? (Look at me not her. You understand?)” Oscar basically growled at the boy.
“Comprender ( I understand)” he said.
I’ve been around Oscar for practically my whole life, and I’ve never heard his voice get that low. Damn daddy your voice deep as fuck. Wish he was deep in... When Oscar grabbed my hand it brought me back to reality. I was no longer thinking to myself. 
“Get in the car Bebita” Oscar said opening the door for me.
“Why” 
“What did I say about asking questions”  Oscar whispered into my ear.
“Is that suppose to be a threat” I asked looking him in his eyes. 
“Just get in the fucking car” he said with a flat tone.
It sent chills down my spine, and I didn’t want to push his buttons so I got into his car. 
“Thank you bebita”
I watched Oscar walk away with his hand firmly placed on the boy’s shoulder. 
After five minutes Oscar came back with a expression of annoyance. 
“You okay?” I asked placing my hand on Oscar’s knee.
“Yea, I’m okay” he said starting the car.
“Can I play music?”
“No” Oscar said driving away from the school.
“Why not?” 
“I’m a cholo I can’t be seen riding around with your girly music playing” 
“I’m playing my music” I said connecting my phone to his car as Oscar stopped at a red light.
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“I know you love fucking me” I said singing along and looking at Oscar
“I can tell by the way you in love with me”
“You can't get enough of me“
“Well, I guess it's lookin' like you stuck with me“
As I sang along to the song Oscar kept glancing over at me. 
“We be gettin' so loud”
“That dick make my soul smile”
“That dick make me so damn proud”
Oscar put his hand on my thigh, and I looked up at him. I couldn’t help but stare at him. The sun was hitting him at every right angle. His jawline was sharp and strong. My eyes just kept traveling lower and lower as I started at him. From his jaw, to his neck, his shoulder, his arms, and his chest. He was built like something from every woman's fantasy. 
“You see something you like” He asked as he squeezed my thigh. 
“No, I’m just thinking” I said turning away from him.
“What you thinking about Mamas” he said sliding his hand higher up my skirt. 
“Who was that boy” 
“His name is Miguel. Why?” He asked looking at me.
“He’s kinda cute” I said laughing.
When I said that Oscar hit his brakes hard as if he was brake checking someone. It made the car jerk, and I would’ve hit my face on the dashboard if Oscar didn’t stick his arm out to stop me from jerking forward. 
“What the fuck Oscar?”
He just looked at me and didn’t answer my question.
“Oscar you mad” I asked as we pulled into a parking lot.
Oscar turned to me and grabbed my neck, and looked me in my eye.
“I’m not mad, Mamita”
“It was just a joke”
“Ha ha ha. You’re not funny” He said with a monotone voice.
“You gonna let go of my neck yes, or no?” I asked 
“I don’t know, should I?” he asked smirking at me.
“Well if you don’t let go then we can’t do whatever you planned” 
“What if this is what I planned?” He said kissing my face and leaving a small trail of kisses down my neck.
“Stop playing, Oscar” 
“You no fun mamita” he said as he got out of the car, and walked around to open my door.
I watched as Oscar opened his trunk and grabbed a black bag.
“What’s that?”
“It’s a surprise” he said as he grabbed my hand.
Oscar and i walked around the beach and played in the sand. He opened the bag and took out a red beach towel. He sat down and patted the place next to him. I sat next to him, and watched as he grabbed the blunt behind his ear and lit it. He took a hit and offered it to me, and I declined.
“You don’t smoke bebita?”
“No, not really I have bad asthma. So whenever I’m around intense smoke I choke”
“Sorry, I didn’t know” he said as he put out the blunt in the sand.
“You didn’t have to do that. We’re in an open area so it doesn’t bother me that much” 
Osar suddenly stood up and picked me up. 
“Osar what are you doing” I asked as he started to walk towards the ocean.
“I wanna play in the ocean”
“Play by yourself. Put me down” 
“So does that mean I should drop you here mamita” He asked as he stood knee deep in the water.
“Don’t you dare fucking drop me” 
“I won’t drop you mami, this water is cold as fuck”
Oscar kept walking deeper into the ocean.
“Aren’t you worried about your clothes getting wet”
“No, are you?”
“No, not really. I’m more scared of how cold the water is”
Oscar continued to walk, and all of sudden I feel my body hit the cold water. The sea water gets in my eyes and mouth. 
“You bitch, You said you wouldn’t drop me” I said trying to hit Oscar.
“There was a dip in the sand, and it made me fall” he said laughing” 
“Oscar it got in my eyee” i said whining.
“That’s what she said” he said laughing harder.
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beepbeepstop · 4 years
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Jailbait pt.3
 Part three in the Jailbait series
Summary: School is almost over and all Lilianna can think about is Oscar. What would a gang leader cholo want with lame Lilianna? Warnings: cursing, age gap, bullying Pairing: Black OC x Oscar Word Count: Taglist: @iliketoreadwrites @thotyana-in-this-hoe @ietss @drewxaesthetic  @khearts14 @amiloud-andclear @tian-monique @khearts14
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Oscar texted me every ten minutes like clock work. He blew up my phone all damn day. At first it was very cute, but it brought a lot of attention to me. No matter what I did every time I received a notification from Oscar the same girl would look at me and whisper to whoever was next to her. It made me heart beat very fast, and I felt like I was going to throw up. This girl was no joke she was “initiated” into Los Santos last year, and every since then she’s become the meanest bitch ever. I know this sounds childish, but she’s super mean. Her name was Marisol, but she’s known as Loca. Also she has a big ass crush on Oscar, and even to this she won’t stop talking about how Oscar initiated her into the Santos. I really don’t know how gangs work, because I thought that to become a part of a gang you’re supposed to be jumped in. Who would brag about being jumped by Spooky? I was snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed that she was walking towards me, and I began to text Oscar because there was no way in hell that she was actually coming towards me. There must be someone else behind me that she’s interested in. Sadly I was wrong, I was the object that held her interest. My phone was snatched out of my hands by her friend Teresa. 
“I wonder who or what has been disturbing the class all day” Marisol said as she looked through my phone, and she started to read my messages from Oscar.
I rose from my seat, and tried to grab my phone from her. Teressa pushed me into the wall as Marisol read my texts aloud to the class. 
“I didn’t know you were a Santos whore?” Teressa laughed, and then the whole class joined her. Marisol flicked Teresa’s forehead.
“Please, she could never even get close to any Santos, let alone Spooky”
I held back my tears to the best of my ability, because I didn’t want to cry in front of the whole class. I felt small tears start to fall down my face, and I ran out of the classroom. I kept my head hanging low, and I didnt look in the direction I was running. Somehow I ended up outside. The fresh air calmed me down and I wiped away my tears. I reached for the waistband of my skirt where I usually put my phone, but it wasn’t there. I can’t go back to class after I just made that big ass scene in front of everyone, and ran out crying like a baby, I thought to myself. Instead of running back to my source of distress and embarrassment I decided to blow off some steam by walking to the football field. When I arrived at the football field I walked all the way to the top of the bleachers and laid down. At first I just tried to take a nap, but I ended up cloud watching.
I heard a weird rustling sound. It sounded as if someone was messing with the gate, and when I looked down at the gate from the bleachers I saw Oscar.
“What are you doing” I yelled to him
“Rapunzel Rapunzel let down your hair” he yelled back at me.
“Nigga just come up here”
“Your wish is my command princesa” he said sarcastically with a smirk.
Oscar hopped the fence and began walking up the bleachers.
“Why you here mamita?”
“I should be asking you that question, spooky”
“Don’t call me spooky”
“Why not?”
“Only the people who fear me call me Spooky. Are you scared of me conejita”
“No, Oscar”
“You should be” he said looking me in the eye.
“And why is that” I asked grabbing his hand.
“Because I can make you scream,cry, and shake under ten minutes”
“And how would you do that”
“With my mouth” he said kissing my hand and smirking.
“Ohhhhh. Oscar you nasty” I said yanking my hand away from him while laughing.
“You wanna find out” he said pulling me onto his lap.
He placed a small quick kiss on my lips.
“Why you out here mamita?”
I began to tell him the whole story and his face turned red with anger, and his hold on my hips tightened.
“I’m sorry” 
“What you apologizing for.? You didn’t do shit”
“Because I let the girl take my phone, and all our private messages were read to my entire class”
“It’s my fault bebita, I shouldn’t have been blowing up your phone like that while you were in class”
I gave him a quick kiss, and when he leaned in for another I  stopped him.
“Now it’s your turn to tell me why you’re here”
“One of lil homies heard Cesar ask Monse why you were crying. So I came over to see why”
“You stalking me Oscar?”
“No. I just have people watching you wherever you go”
“That’s stalking” I said slapping his chest.
“I don’t think of it that way. Do you wanna get out of here?”
“Yes please, but I need to grab my phone”
“It’s broken”
“WHAT HOW”
“One of the lil homies said that some chick broke it after you left the room”
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beepbeepstop · 4 years
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I’m turning Jailbait into a series
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