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juliodiazwife · 1 month

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can i get #54 from fluff: “Give me attention.” with spooky please? thank you so much 💙💙

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a/n: Pardon my little hiatus, it’s been a stressful week. But I am back and ready to tackle your requests. To remind y’all, REQUESTS ARE CLOSED. Thank you for requesting, I hope you like it! And thank you for all your patience, love y’all!

Sueño, O. Diaz

warnings: cute s h e t 🥺

(gif credit belongs to @goldscoyne ✨)

You’ve had a long day with your 6 year-old daughter, Vivianna. Since the havoc of the pandemic virus, you’ve been out of a job and are now homeschooling your much like her father little one. It’s only been a couple of weeks in and it’s been hard on the both you, more so you.

The pot on the stove steaming loudly as you finish washing up the dishes when you hear the front door open and close. Your daughter gasps as she throws down her crayons and hops off the chair, “Papa!”

She’s a complete daddy’s girl, since the day she arrived, she has made it clear that her dad is the superior parent. Oscar quickly throws aside a duffel bag onto the couch to scoop her up. Vivi, as you two like to call her, giggles manically as the two spin around.

“Did you have a good day learning with mama?” He leans back a bit to take a look at her. She scrunches her nose and cups his face with her little hands, shaking her head. “She was a meanie again, can’t you teach me?”

You roll your eyes as you listen in on their conversation.

Oscar walks with her into the kitchen and sets her down, you hear him approach you and his embrace is just the thing you need. You shut off the tap and wipe your hands on your pants, turning to get in a kiss. But he brushes past you to the refrigerator, leaning down to get a beer.

Vivi calls her dad over to look at how she’s improved on writing her name. Oscar is enticed to see that it’s getting a lot more legible. He takes a seat as she hands him a crayon to write his name, she loves to tell him how to write the letters, “Mama, is the food ready yet?”

You sigh and perk up your face before turning around, “Yes, baby. It’s just about finished, why don’t you clean up so we can set the table.”

She whines and crosses her arm, usually Oscar doesn’t tolerate your daughter not listening or talking back. You cock your head and put your hand on your hips, giving the mini Oscar a stern look. It shocks you when Oscar doesn’t speak up and only continues writing on the paper.

“5 more minutes!” She says happily because she half expected her dad to scold her as well. Vivi picks up the orange crayon to scribble across the paper. You wipe your hands once more before exiting the kitchen and heading to the bedroom, “What do you think?” You hear Oscar as you walk past them.

With the day you’ve had, you only wanted to enjoy dinner with your little family and then climb into bed with your man. But he isn’t loving you up like he usually would. Oscar must have had a long day as well to be acting like so. He’s been working more than he normally would since you’ve been out of work.

As you’re sat in front of your vanity, removing your jewelry, you see Oscar standing into the doorway, watching you. You stare at him before blinking hard and focusing back at you.

He smiles and looks away from you. Oscar licks his lips and bites his bottom lip, always and forever infatuated with you. He treks over to the bed and sits, eventually leaning back to lay on the bed. He sighs and rubs his head.

“Not gonna ask me how my day went? You usually do.” Oscar sounds from behind you. Your mouth opens slightly as you stare at his body through the mirror, you harshly set down your earrings and turn on your stool.

“Aren’t you gonna give me attention, hm? You didn’t even kiss me when you got home and then you expect me to ask you how your day was when I’ve been here holed up teaching your daughter who cannot understand the concept of placement of letters!”

You huff as you release your pent up frustration out on him. He continues to lay back for a moment before sitting upright and looking at you. You take a deep breath, feeling the tears pool. He looks down at his hands and holds out a piece of paper. “Go ahead, open it.”

The anger that began to boil in your blood made you want to stomp out of the room, if it were you than you would have said sorry first and foremost. You snatch the paper and open it. He begins to smile when he sees that you’ve stopped breathing.

Marry me, mamas.

You blink a few times as you look over the words again. Are you reading this right? Is Oscar proposing to you? By writing it with crayon?

By the time you look up from the paper, Oscar is looking down at a small, velvet box. He’s fiddling with it and opens it soon after. You watch him intently as he sits up straighter and slides down to his knee. It’s happening, it’s freaking happening!

“I had a very shit day. But by the end of the day when I was driving home, I thought to myself.... it’s all worth it. To be able to come home to you and to my babygirl. Nothing is gonna top the feeling. So then I thought, what the hell am I waiting for? Why should I wait to make her Mrs. Diaz? I never thought marriage was for me but just seeing you walk towards me in a white dress... I want it. I want that with you. So be my wife. Te casarías conmigo, por favor?” Oscar turns the box towards you as he is knelt in front of you.

The air is sucked right out of your lungs. The image of him and the ring blurry due to the overflowing tears. It’s painfully beautiful. A single diamond rests on a gold band. Oscar remembered how you like simplicity in the jewelry you wear. You watch as he takes it out of the box and takes your left hand. He effortlessly slides it on your ring finger and holds your hand, admiring how it looks like it belongs.

“You gotta answer, mamas. It’d be rude to say no considering you already have it on.” The both of you laugh as you nod your head vigorously. You leap off of the stool and onto him. He falls back onto the floor. Oscar wraps his arms around your waist as you pepper his face with kisses.

Mrs. Oscar Diaz? You really hadn’t given it much thought but now the idea is all thast is running through your mind. The ring fitting perfectly on your finger, “Yes, I’ll be your esposa.” He smiles and lifts his head to capture your lips with his.

The two of you in a moment of bliss that you don’t hear your daughter walk into the room, “Cowabunga!” Your hear right before you feel her come dropping down on the two of you. An eruption of laugh from her and Oscar. “I’m outnumbered here.”

“That’s okay mama, soon you’ll be Diaz like me and daddy. Then you’ll be on our team!” Oh, this is the rainbow after the rain, a perfect end to the day.

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juliodiazwife · 1 month

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Chupa, O. Diaz

Summary: A rainy day with Oscar takes an arousing turn.

warnings: fluff, oral s e x 👅 (18+), kinky s h e t

word count: 1.6K

requested by anon!

A/N: We all know Oscar cannot resist his mujer! Ladies/men, how do you get your mans/women to stay in bed with you? Thank you for requesting, just to give y’all a heads up REQUESTS ARE CLOSED! I hope you like this. Please consider following my blog, heart/comment/reblog my content as well as turning on notifs for when I post something new!

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If it’s one thing that can automatically align your chakra’s is the soothing sound and smell of rain. It’s opens up the smell of nature and despite living in one of the dirtiest cities in California, you love the rainy days. Especially when it consists of cuddles with Oscar. You love to be entangled with him under the sheets even though he isn’t much of a cuddler.

You’re half on top him with one of your legs over his waist and head resting on top his chest, his shallow breathing adding to your ultra calmness. He initiated the cuddling today probably because he was out late yesterday and wanted to make it up to you. Nothing could ruin right now. But of course, the universe is forever against you, he gets a call.

“I’ve gotta bounce, mami.”

He says as he stretches under you. You groan and pout, holding on him. Today is suppose to be all about the two you, you’re determined to make him stay. And you know just how to do it.

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juliodiazwife · 1 month

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Or Nah, O. Diaz

Summary: You spend the night teasing Oscar and he ends up putting you in your place.

warning: s m u t (18+) 🥵, bratty!Reader

word count: 2k

requested by: @aneitii

A/N: I am so happy to be getting more and more requests, that y’all believe in me to bring to life your fantasies! SO REQUESTS ARE OPEN! I am getting back into the grove of writing fanfic again, on this blog and slowly on my @losolvidad0s blog. I hope you enjoy this babes! Please consider following this blog, heart/comment/reblog my content as well turning on the notifs for when I post!

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Nothing can beat a Friday night and good company. Especially when it’s those two things at the Santos house. The usuals have filled the backyard and the music is bumping. Everyone is having a good time, everyone except you.

The night didn’t start this way but as Oscar spent more time giving his attention to his compas rather than you it began to irritate you beyond belief. Granted, you can be a bit a brat when it comes to having his attention, tonight he knows that he’s upsetting you with it. And two can play at that game.

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juliodiazwife · 3 months

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Two And Counting

husband/dad!Oscar Diaz x fem!reader

Word count: 1.5k

Content warning: 18+, smut in your rearview mirror, just a quickie, pregnancy sex, p in v, reverse cowgirl in the bathtub (heeeeeyyyy), just two people in love, some fluff, Oscar is vocaaaal, talks you through it.

A/N: I was high so excuse any misspellings, definitely not proof-read. Also I've never been pregnant lol so I have no idea if this would work irl, but hey that's why we're here, this is not real life.

this was fun to write lol but I lowkey don’t like the title

(not my picture, got it from Pinterest. I want him to **** ** *****)

It was late at night, the house was quiet. Almost too quiet. You were so used to hearing your five-year-old call your name, the repetitive "Mommy! Mommy!" Still ringing in your ear. You sighed, you'd dropped him off at your mother's house for the weekend, he loved going to grandma's and honestly? You needed a break. Just at least an hour to yourself. But now it was so strange not hearing him babbling around the house.

Once you'd come back home you had taken a well-deserved shower but after your shower, you just felt the weird urge to soak in a bath. So you hovered over to the detached bathtub and filled up the tub, squeezing a bit of your bubble bath into the water. You carefully dipped yourself inside the tub, and a sigh of relief and satisfaction left your lips. You smiled closing your eyes one hand on the rim of the tub and the other, palm splayed all over your growing belly. Six months. They'd gone by so quickly, your stomach grew— a huge difference between two months ago and now. It was crazy.

"Hi pumpkin, you okay in there?" You mumbled rubbing soothing circles on your belly. The flick of the bathroom light and the bright beams of the fluorescent bulb ruined your little relaxation time. You looked over your shoulder, your husband Oscar standing in the doorway. Wearing his flannel pyjama pants and... no shirt. Mhm.

His tattoos are on display for you, his arms crossed and his biceps flexed. Why did he have to be so hot? "You two having a good time in here?" He asked. "We were, turn off the light, that's what my candles are for." You complained. Oscar rolled his eyes turning off the light at your command, he walked in, now leaning against the counter. You smiled. "Done with your game?"

He nodded.

"Hungry? There are leftovers-"

"Already ate cariño." He interrupted. You nodded slowly. "How's baby doing?" A smile creeps on his face. He'd been showing all thirty-two teeth since you told him you were expecting another. You shuddered with delight remembering how he was when you were carrying your son. Oscar always had his hands on you, wanting to bend you over anywhere and anytime. He expressed how much he loved seeing you like this. Beautifully in your element, sugarcoating you by saying, moaning; "You were made to carry my babies." As he seemingly pumped another one inside you.

"He's good."

"She." He corrected. He was certain you were having a girl. "She." You mocked, though it did make your heart flip at the thought of him holding a baby girl.

He asks, "Do you want some more company in there?"

Your eyes twinkle at the offer and that's all the confirmation he needed before he began pulling down his pyjama pants off, his boxers were next. You gaze lasering down to his half-hard dick, your tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You nodded eagerly and made some room for him, you scooted forward and he sat behind you pulling you onto him once he was comfortable. You perch on his lap, leaning back into his hold. He wrapped his arms around you, a warm kiss on your cheek. "Te amo." He whispered. "Te amo. You miss Raphi yet?" You giggle. "I missed him the minute we left your mom's place."

"Hm, me too." You hummed. Oscar's hands refused to stay in one place, rubbing circles on your belly, measuring the perimeter with his hands. "I can't believe we're having another one." He whispered. "I know," Your hands overlapping his. "We gotta have like four more."

You gasped lightly pinching him. "Do you see what pregnancy does to a woman's body?"

"I see what it does to yours. And I love it."

Oscar couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you could always feel him staring through you-- a "You are so fucking fine." Would slip out every time. You playfully rolled your eyes, his hands sliding to the underside of your belly, a bit close to your heat, you not so subtly buck your hips forward. You moan at the faint brush of his dick against your pulsating clit.

"We can have one more, and then we're done." You sighed, his hand slipped down further, his palm hovering over your mound. "Three." He bargained. There was no way this was happening right now.

Your nipples poke you, his teasing was getting to you. "One." You insisted. He chuckled as his slender finger ran down your slit, teasing your hole. Your legs spread a bit wider but there wasn't much room in the tub. His warm lips sucking on your soapy skin, you smell like lavender and fucking sunshine, that's how you always smelt. So warm and inviting. That's how you were and that's why loved you so much.

"Two." His last offer before his fingers slowly find their way inside you. "Ooh... Oscar."

You could feel a smile of victory against your skin, he took his fingers out and rested them on your clit. Your hips buck once again. "Two." He said.

For fuck sake!

"Okay, okay, two. Just move, please."

He laughed, you'd scowl at him if he didn't start rubbing your bundle of nerves. Your head fell back on his shoulder, one hand worked between your legs while the other squeezed your sensitive breasts, tweaking your nipples. You whined moving your hips forward, you didn't even care anymore, you were so desperate to get to where you needed to be.

Oscar groaned, "Mi amor, despacito, you're so needy."

"Oscar, fuck, please. I just want you inside me." You cried out. He kissed your back, his hands on your waist as he adjusted you over his full length, he slipped in carefully. Your eyes disappeared, the whites were the only part that showed, your jaw slacked open. "¿Estas bíen?"

You could only manage to nod. He slid down the tub, lying down at an angle so you could be comfortable, you lay back on him and with his help, you raise your hips up and down on his shaft. He was stretching you out in the best way, a delicious sensation coursing through your skin as he penetrated you so deeply, fuck you were so full.

"My pretty baby. Look at how fucking pretty you are. I'm keeping you pregnant." He cooed mumbling the last part. If he kept making you feel this good, you might just give him what he wants. His mushroom tip poked and prodded at the sweet spot buried inside you. You cry and clench around him, your pussy almost weeping and begging for more. "Coño Bonita."

Your head lulled back as he whispered in your ear, nibbling on the lobe from time to time. "You feel so good, so soft. fuck." He strained. His hand found its way between your thighs once again, his fingers playing with your equally needy clit. It was becoming too much. "Oh god, baby... O-Oscar!"

You were there. You were right there.

"I-I'm- I'm-"

"I know, it's okay, go ahead."

As if you needed the permission you didn't know you were asking for. Your body twitched, legs shaking as they closed around his wrist that was still snug between them. You squirmed, your orgasm taking over your body. Electricity piercing your veins. "Keep coming for me, don't worry."

He was using you to get himself to his peak and it was hot, he wasn't stopping, your body continuously moving up and down. Hugging his thickness for his pleasure. "I'm cumming, in that pretty fucking pussy, hermosa."

You were long gone, your body limp as your high was coming down. You quietly moaned feeling his hot seed spread inside you, you giggled lazily. "Fuck..." He chuckled. "You okay?"

"Mhm." You sounded sleepy. "Come on, we'll clean off before you fall asleep in here." He laughed.

You let him do all the work, washing you off before himself then helping you out of the tub wrapping a towel around you.

You quickly dried off and headed inside your shared bedroom, going over to your side of the dresser where all your products stood. You did your usual night routine and once you were done you found yourself in one of his old shirts and one of his baggy shorts. He laughed lightly as he entered the room.

You looked down at yourself, you did look a bit ridiculous. "What?" You pouted. He made his way over to you, his hands cupping your face, your palms cuffing his wrists. "You are so fucking cute and I fucking love you." He smiled pressing a kiss to your lips, you dissolved in his touch, melting into his kiss. He pulled back slightly but you chased him reattaching your lips.

There was that feeling between your legs again. "Ma-mamita." He chuckled as you smooched him. You whined. He kissed your forehead letting go of your face. His hand hitting your, lately overly ample, ass. You squealed. "Get on the bed." He instructed untucking his towel from his waist.

"Wha-"

He spanked you again.

"I'm trynna show you why we're gonna have four more."

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juliodiazwife · 7 months

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Sneaky Link || Oscar Diaz

A/N: It’s been so long but with season 4 coming out at some point I figured it’s time to start writing again. Anyways, had a request from a while ago about at reader x Spooky sneaky link. Hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: Reader is Sad Eyes sister, secretly dating Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

Warnings: language, slight smut

Word count: 3,000

You moved to sit back in the passenger seat, pulling your shirt back down to cover your chest. Sweat caused the loose hair at the back of your neck to stick to your skin and you struggled to catch your breath as you watched the equally breathless Santo, in the driver’s seat, fix his pants. He glanced over at you and raised an eyebrow when he caught you staring.

“This would be a lot more comfortable for you if we were in a bed.” He gesture to the hand you were currently using to rub your neck. Sex in a car can be fun but somehow you always found yourself bent in odd angles that left you soar, and not in the good way, afterwards.

“And would that bed be at your place, where there’s always Santos hanging around or mine where my over protective brother could walk in on us?” You replied.

You didn’t wait for his response and instead you reached to open the door and stepped out of the car. You leaned down and smiled at the Santo, and before closing the door, said “see ya later Oscar.”

You made your way down the street to your house, aware that Oscar was watching to make sure you made it inside, you could never be too cautious late at night in Freeridge. What you weren’t aware of were the four other pairs of eyes watching from across the street.

“Ohmygod!” Jamal whisper shouted as he turned to his friends, “did just you see what I just saw?”

“Do you mean Y/N getting out of Spooky’s car or what they were doing before she got out?” Ruby asked.

“This is not good, oh no this is really not good. Do you think her brother knows?” Jamal asked in a high pitched voice.

“If her brother knew I doubt they’d be sneaking around,” Monse said before turning towards Cesar and asking “did you know about this?”

Cesar put his hands up “I had not idea! They barely talk whenever she’s at my place.” He said.

“You know it kind of makes sense that they don’t talk too much what with her brother being Sad Eyes, Spooky’s homie, they probably wouldn’t want to draw too much attention or have any rumors started.” Ruby said.

Jamal looked at the group, “So what are we going to do?” He asked.

“I’m going to go home and WE-” Monse replied, “-aren’t going to do or say anything about what we saw.” She looked pointedly at Jamal, “I mean it Jamal, nothing.”

“You know I don’t do well with secrets” Jamal whined as the group began walking again.

“All you have to do is avoid Y/N” Cesar said.

“And Spooky, and Sad Eyes, and probably any other Santo for good measure” Ruby said, laughing at his friend’s expense.

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“Hey where you been?” Your brother, Antonio, asked as you stepped into your house. He was sitting on the couch with a few other Santos, who looked over at you.

“Out” you replied as you slipped off your shoes.

“You know I don’t like you going out alone at night,” Antonio said, “It’s not safe.”

“Deja de preocuparte Tony, I’m fine.” You said and made your way down the hall to your room.

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Two days later.

The door to your room opened, Antonio come in and threw himself on your bed.

“Ew gross get off! You smell like weed!” You yelled at him, trying to shove him off of the bed but he resisted, rolling himself up in your blanket instead.

“You’re fucking annoying,” you said giving up trying get him off of your bed and going back to the text you had just received.

Antonio let out a laugh, knowing his presence was annoying you, he reached over and snatched your phone out of your hands, “who you texting?”

“Give it back Tony! You play too much” you made a grab for your phone, you weren’t sure what the text said but you knew you didn’t want him to see it, but you brother stood up holding the phone over your head. You hit him in the stomach, “I’m serious!”

“See you at the party tonight?” Antonio read the message off of your phone, he looked at you, all humor gone from his face. “What party? The Santo’s party? You told me you weren’t going?”

You crossed your arms, a scowl on your face, “well maybe I changed my mind. I didn’t know I had to run my decision by you. ” You said.

“You know you’re not supposed to be hanging around Los Santos without me knowing Y/N, its not safe.” he said through gritted teeth, “and who the fuck is asking you that? Is there some fool you running around town with?” He gestured to the contact name in your phone a simple heart emoji.

“It’s none of your business.” You said.

“The fuck its not! You ain’t gonna be running around these streets with some dude!” He yelled at you.

“Oh so you can run around and bring a different girl home all the time but with me it’s different?” You asked.

Antonio nodded his head and replied, “yes exactly.”

“I don’t really see what the big deal is, you were probably just going to drag me to the party any ways. You always do.” You said, shrugging your shoulders and hoping to divert his attention away from the text.

Antonio let out a sigh before handing you back your phone, “Fine you can go with me tonight, but you’re gonna show me who this guy is you’re trying to meet there.”

You just watched your brother walk out of the room, there was no way you could let your brother find out who your boyfriend was. Your phone chimed with a new message as you threw yourself onto your bed ‘you ignoring me now mamas?’ It read. You typed out a quick response confirming that you’d see him there then rushed to get ready.

You followed your brother through Spooky’s house and out to the back yard where the music grew louder and people stood around drinking.

“Aye keep up’ your brother said placing his arm around you shoulders to keep you close. You rolled your eyes, this was going to be a long night. Before you knew it you found yourself standing in a circle with several of your brother’s friends, his arm still keeping you stuck to his side. Your eyes scanned the yard looking for any of your friends. “Looking for tu novio?” Your brother asked.

“Nope, just anyone that can get me away from this boring ass conversation.” You said, rolling your eyes and trying to pull away from Antonio.

“Aye Sad Eyes, que onda compa?” A familiar voice interrupted the two of you, distracting your brother enough for you to take a few steps away from him. You brother turned to speak to Oscar.

Oscar nodded toward you, “sup Y/N? Aren’t you usually off dancing with your little friends?” He said.

You smiled softly at Oscar before glancing back at your brother, scowl back on your face you replied, “I would be but I’m being held hostage by this fool.”

Oscar let out a laugh, “hostage?” he asked Antonio.

“Man, she thinks she’s slick running around with some little secret novio.” He said, sucking on his teeth.

Oscar raised his eyebrow as he looked back at you, humor laced his voice as he asked, “A secret novio huh? What’s this guy like.”

You were saved from having to answer as a familiar face popped up, the person shoving past Oscar and hugging you, “Y/N!” Cesar said, his friends each hugging you after Cesar pulled away.

“Hey guys, how are you?” You asked. You were pretty close to the four high schoolers as you had spent a lot of time watching Cesar as he grew up. Whenever Oscar and your brother had to go on a run Oscar would bring Cesar over and you would take care of him. Soon enough it turned into the core four having sleepovers at your place.

“We need to talk” Jamal said, urgently pulling on your arm.

“Looks like I have more important things to do than stand around here.” You said, flipping off your brother and following the teenagers.

You came to a stop by a cooler full of beers and picked one up as you turned toward the group, “so what’s up?”

“What, oh nothing. We just couldn’t stand the awkwardness going on over there anymore.” Jamal said, gesturing to where Oscar and Antonio stood. A few girls had moved to join them and your brother seemed to have forgotten about you as he leaned down to talk to one of them. Oscar, on the other hand was staring right at you, a smirk on his full lips as his eyes wondered over your body before meeting your own. You glanced away feeling a blush rise in your cheeks.

“What awkwardness?” You said, confused that the teens would pick up on anything.

“Ok look I know we said we weren’t going to say anything, but you guys know I’m not good with secrets,” Jamal started, Monse tried to cover his mouth but he continued, “We saw you and Os-Spooky doing the humpity dumpity in his car the other night.”

Your smile dropped, a cold sweat taking over your body at his words, “what?’

“WE SAW YOU GUYS BUMPIN UGLIES, you know, taking a trip to pound town, you were letting him check your oil girl!” Jamal said before you were able to cover his mouth.

“Ok chill, shut up about it.” Your hand still covered the kid’s mouth, “now if I remove my hand are you going to keep quiet?”

Jamal nodded his head. Slowly you pulled your hand away and looked at the group, “Now, how did you guys even see that?”

Cesar rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “well, uh, we uh-”

“We were walking home and we saw you guys, and to be fair anyone could have walked outside and seen you guys I mean you weren’t even parked far from your house and I’m surprised no-one has found out about this considering how so not careful you two are being.” Ruby said.

You stared at him in shock, you had to admit he had a point but, “you guys can’t say anything about this. I mean it.” You said eyeing Jamal and that big mouth of his.

“You can trust us Y/N” Monse said.

You nodded and glanced back over at Oscar to find he was already looking at you. He nodded his head toward the house before breaking eye contact and walking toward the backdoor. You looked back at the teens, “I’ll be back” you said before quickly following in the direction Oscar had gone. You entered the house to find it was pretty empty. You made your way down the hall and opened the door to Oscar’s room. He was already there and he turned when he heard you enter.

“So tell me about this novio of yours.” He said laughing as you closed the door.

“Shut up, this is serious” you said, slapping his chest. He leaned down, arms wrapping around your waist, and placed a soft kiss on your lips.

“It’ll be fine mamas” he mumbled against your lips.

“How can you be so sure?” You asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, moving your body closer to his.

Oscar began trailing small kisses along your jaw and down your neck before answering with, “because I am, now can we get back to this?”

You let out a giggle, “oh so is this all you wanted me for?” You asked.

Oscar stopped his movements and pulled back to look you in the eyes, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. His deep brown eyes staring into your own eyes. Finally he spoke, voice soft and low, “you know this is so much more right mamas? That you mean so fucking much to me? You know how much I love you Y/N?”

You smiled at him, bringing you hand up to cover his where it was on your cheek, “Yes I know that baby, I love you too Oscar.”

Seemingly satisfied with your response his hand slipped behind your neck, drawing you closer to him, his lips meeting yours in a kiss so passionate all of the stress of the idea of your brother finding out or the core four knowing about you and Oscar disappeared. Oscar brought his hands down to your ass giving it a squeeze before lifting you up and walking over to his bed. He laid you down, climbing between your legs, and began to trail kisses from your neck down the deep plunge of your top.

It was rare that you and Oscar found yourselves alone in a room and you two planned on making the most of it. Slowly, Oscar slid his hands up your shirt and pulled it over your head, discarding it somewhere across the room and stared at the newly exposed skin, his fingers traced along the lace of the bra that still covered your breasts before his thumb rubbed over your hardening nipple. Even through the fabric of your bra the sensation was enough to cause your back to arch up off of the bed, you breathing quickened as he continued to move his thumb in slow circles. you reached under your back and unclasped your bra, wanting to feel his hands on your bare skin. Oscar watched as you slid the straps down your arms until you fully removed your bra, exposing your breasts.

“Damn” Oscar said, voice deep with lust as his eyes roamed your body. He leaned down and placed light kisses across your chest before capturing your left nipple in his mouth and sucking, his hand expertly rubbing your right nipple. The sensation of his mouth and hands on you had your core heating up and you knew your panties were already soaked.

Oscar’s mouth left your nipple as he continued to trail kisses down your stomach to the top of your jeans. Slowly he unbuttoned them and hooked his fingers in your waistband, pulling your pants down your legs and making sure to take your panties with them.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” A familiar voice yelled.

Oscar’s movements stopped as the both of you looked towards the door to find your brother standing there, a furious expression on his quickly reddening face. You expected him to yell, to come charging at Oscar, but instead he just shook his head and slammed the door.

You and Oscar stared at each other before quickly getting up and throwing your clothes back on. Within seconds you were both out the door and rushing down the hallway and into the living room where a livid Sad Eyes was pacing the room.

“Tony it’s-“ you started to speak but stopped when his gaze met yours.

“What you wanna sit here and lie? Tell me I didn’t just see you two fucking?!” Tony yelled, getting in your face, “I didn’t realize my sister was a pinche Santo whore!”

“Aye watch it foo” Oscar said as he put himself between you and your brother. You always knew you would have to tell you brother eventually but this was not the way you had imagined things happening. Fear seized your heart at the idea of a fight breaking out. Both men, you knew, could hold their own but there was a reason people around Freeridge called Oscar Spooky and you knew things wouldn’t end well if it came to a fight.

“Oh what you stepping up now, Spooky” Tony taunted as he shoved Oscar, “you and my sister! My fucking sister man!”

Oscar’s jaw clenched, his hands in fists at his sides, “You need to remember who your fucking talking to” He said, shoving Tony back.

You quickly wrapped your hand around Oscar’s wrist, he stared down at your hand before meeting your eyes. His face softened as he stared into your worried eyes “no te preocupes mi amor.”

Your eyes shifted back over to your brother who looked more confused than angry at Oscar’s response to you. “Tony, this,” you said, pointing between you and Oscar, “this is real, I love him and we aren’t going to stop seeing each other. So you’re gonna have to get use to it.”

Tony rubbed a hand over his face then glanced between you and Oscar, he sighed in defeat “she’s my baby sister man.”

Oscar nodded his head, “I know” he replied.

“You better treat her right” Tony said and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as Oscar looked down at you,

“What were you even doing going into Oscar’s room?” You asked your brother.

“I was looking for you.”

You scrunched your face up in confusion, “but why would you look for me in Oscar’s room?”

“I was just checking the house because that foo said you were in here.” He said, pointing behind you.

You and Oscar turned to find Cesar, Monse, Ruby, and Jamal, who was nervously crouching behind Cesar, standing in the hallway staring.

“In my defense,” Jamal said, “I said that I wouldn’t check the house if I were you.”

You stared at him incredulously, “Jamal, one day you’re really going to have to learn how to keep that big mouth of yours shut.”

Next to you, Oscar started to laugh as he pulled you closer to him.

Tony cleared his throat, “I mean it compa, you better take are of her.” He said before walking out the front door.

“I plan to,” Oscar whispered in you ear, “why don’t we go finish what we started?” Before you could answer Oscar had picked you up and was carrying you back towards his bedroom. This is going to be an interesting new part to your relationship…

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juliodiazwife · 10 months

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Spooky’s girl

(Not my gif! Credit to owner)

Four years.

Four years since Oscar had been locked up, and those four years were really stressful for y/n. She did everything she could to make sure Cesar had everything he needed, food, clothes, an education, and guidance.

Sure it was a little easy due to the fact that Oscar was allowed visitation and y/n would go and see him every chance she got, she never missed a chance and she never missed a phone call from him.

“I’ll be home very soon baby.”

He would always say at the end of the call.

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

She would reply back.

“I love you.”

And just before she could say it back the phone would cut off due to time restriction.

“…..I love you to.”

Y/n wanted him to be home right now, but she knew that wouldn’t happen.

‘Only a few more months.’ She thought.

Looking at the time she figured she should go to bed now. Walking into her’s and Oscar’s room, she later down in her spot up against the wall as she lied her head close to oscar’s pillow.

She could still smell the very faint scent of his, it was barely there, but she could still smell it.

Closing her eyes, she falls into another dreamless sleep while moving past yet another day without her lover.

When the next morning came, y/n stretched her arms out but froze when she felt something warm against her hand. Her eyes were closed but she still moved her hands, she could feel the warmth of the heat that radiated.

It was soft and smooth, her hands continue to delicately trace across until she felt it. The giant cross, that could only mean one thing.

He was home.

Slowly opening her eyes y/n couldn’t believe the sight. There in front of her was Oscar Diaz in the flesh, breathing and smiling.

“Surprise.”

Y/n stayed quiet not over the state of shock.

“How? How are you here?”

“Got out early princessa. Now you just gonna sit and stare or are you gonna give me some love?”

Not wasting anymore time, y/n jumps on top of him wrapping her arms tight around his neck and her legs wrapping around his waist. Her hands latched onto him, remembering the feel of him, and taking in his scent.

Silent tears trailed down her eyes and they delicately touched his skin.

“Estoy en casa ahora.”

“It better be forever this time.”

And finally after four long years, she was finally able to kiss him. His lips were still smooth and soft, she could taste the weed that lingered from his lips but it was satisfying.

A moan escaped her mouth when she felt his hands trail down her back and to her butt giving it a soft squeeze. Their bodies were quickly becoming hot with undeniable lust, slowly she trailed her hands up and into his shirt, lightly grazing his skin with her nails which made him shiver.

Lifting his arms up, she takes his shirt off and takes a moment to look at him. His body was much more defined with muscle definition, his biceps were a bonus but he was still handsome as ever.

He leans his hand up towards her cheek, softly caressing her as she holds on to his hand.

“I missed you so much.” She whispered.

Sitting up, there chests touched and he tried to bring her in closer.

“I missed you mí reína, so so much.”

Ever so gently, he slips her shirt off and watched as the mini goosebumps rised on her skin. His eyes took in every curve and detail of her beautiful body.

“God you are so beautiful.”

He pulls her in again, hooking his fingers on her belt loops and trails kisses from her lips down to her collarbone. His teeth leave soft bruises all around her, but her eyes were too busy being shut due to the pleasure of just his mouth.

Trailing his hands down, he takes off the shorts that clings to her skin and throws them to the ground, then follows her bra.

Flipping them over, he hovers over, both of them breathless but still wanting more. His lips trace over every inch of skin, not missing a single inch or spot. He was memorizing her.

Both of his big hands spread her legs slightly apart and grabs at the edge of her underwear. Though slightly impatient, y/n remained still.

After removing the undergarments she was now fully exposed. Her hips slightly bucked as his hands got closer in between her thighs, the anticipation was starting to get to her.

And right when she was about whine in protest, she finally felt his moist tongue on her most precious treasure that only he could touch. Immediately, her head fell back as she chocked on a gasp.

His tongue flicked and swirled all over her and she was loving it. With her head smushed into the pillow, and her hands gripping onto his shoulders, it made Oscar work even faster and harder.

“Oh god Oscar.”

The feelings that overwhelmed her made her sensitive and her thighs shake, proving that it has been indeed a long time since she’s been intimate.

When she felt the feeling of her stomach tighten, she bucked her hips up into his face causing his tongue to go deeper inside her walls which made a scream release from the back of her throat, which then turned into her orgasm being triggered.

“Let it out baby.”

Y/n didn’t even get a chance to catch a breath until she felt Oscar slide deep into her walls, which left her even more breathless.

“Jesucristo, tu tan apretado.” He cursed as he felt how tight you really were.

He stayed still for a moment, just wanting to remember the feeling and cherish it, he truly missed and loved her.

One snap of his hips and she fell weak into him, her legs wrapped tight around him, his head buried in her neck as her hands dig into the skin on his back.

The feeling was euphoric.

Each time she would move her hips he would just thrust harder and faster, it wasn’t until he hit a spot.

The spot.

The spot that made her tremble beneath him, the spot that made her beg for him to stop and yet keep going at the same time.

And so he continued to thrust into her, hitting that spot over and over until her mind sent her into a euphoric state of pleasure as they both released.

“Don’t leave me ever again.”

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FAMILIA (Oscar Diaz imagine)

Dedicated to @thecraziestcrayon

(Not my gif!!! Credit to owner!!)

“It’s gonna be a boy.” he said as he caressed her stomach, she giggled at the feeling of fingers running across her skin.

“How can you be so sure?” she asked, her fingers lightly scratching the back of his scalp, his body settled between her legs as they lie on the giant mattress in their room. Across the room she looks at the fully built crib and cot that was already prepared even though she had at least six more months to go. Oscar wanted to be prepared though, a baby was a big responsibility and on top of that he had the gang and Cesar to take care of so his attention was demanded a lot from each aspect.

“because I just know.” was all he said as he placed a gentle kiss on her stomach.

“He’s gonna be big and bad, just like his daddy.” He continued on and left small pecks on her skin. Her smile slowly began to fade, of course she was excited to have this baby, especially with Oscar. But she didn’t want her son or daughter to even be involved with the gang in any way, shape or form. She already has to worry about Oscar being safe and on top of that with Cesar slowly becoming no longer affiliated but apart of the Santos was scary enough.

“What are you thinking about mama?” Oscar noticed her face, the way her body deflated into a shrunk and her lips slightly pouting. She knew there was no point in keeping what was on her mind on lock, so she told him.

“I’m just worried about what will happen when he or she gets older,” the movement of his hand on her stomach cane to a halt and he sat up to get a good look at her. “I just don’t want our child being apart of the gang Oscar.” She whispered in the end and turned her head to the other side so she wouldn’t see his reaction.

“Hey.” He spoke gently and moved her chin towards him. Leaning in he gives her a soft peck and then gave her a deep long kiss before pulling away and leaving a kiss on her head.

“I promis you, they aren’t gonna be apart of this. I won’t let he or she be in this life, I know it seems like I am cause of Cesar but this is my child, and I swear to you I will make sure they won’t be part of this life.” He promised her and left another kiss on her small bump.

“I love you Oscar.” The emotion was clear as day in y/n’s eyes, same with Oscar. It was raw and surreal, he never showed this type of feeling to anyone except her and Cesar but he truly did love this woman, the mother of his child, the love of his life. They were still only sixteen but they were ready for this responsibility, as long as they were together. Just as he was about to reply a loud and wild commotion erupted as their bedroom door was slammed open and several cops with guns pointed right at the couple were present.

“PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR NOW!” One man screamed as his gun was dead set on Oscar. Y/n tried to stay calm so that she wouldn’t cause stress to the baby, but because there was so many cops in their room pointing guns at her that could harm her and the baby she couldn’t help but start to hyperventilate.

“Alright, alright don’t hurt her she’s pregnant man!” Oscar pleaded as he tried his best to shelter y/n from being in the guns view.

“Oscar Diaz you are under arrest, Put your hands where I can see them.” Tears began to build as she watched Oscar raise his hands in the air and practically be man handled by the police. Putting the cuffs on him they drag him out aggressively as they read him his rights out loud.

Although her breathing started to become uneven, y/n got up with her wobbly legs and quickly made her way outside to where Oscar, Cesar and the rest of the guys were on the porch. She could the sound of Cesar’s cries as he tried to get to his older brother.

“Oscar!! Please don’t go please!” His heart ripped into two as he watched his little brother and the love of his life watch in horror as the police stick him in the backseat of the car and close the door. Just as the car was about to take off, he took one last hard look at them and mouthed the words ‘I love you’ before they took him away.

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He was sentenced to ten years in prison, four if he had good behavior but to y/n that was still too long. Oscar would miss out on every mile stone with their child, their first breath, first skin contact, first steps, first word every little thing.

It completely wrecked Y/n, she would have to be a mother and a father for the first few years of their child’s life. On top of that she was going to have to raise Cesar as well and there’s no telling how this could go. She remembered the day of his sentencing, Cesar crying into her neck as she tried her best to comfort him and not break right then and there.

The dullness and the pain that swimmer in Oscar’s eyes as he watched the people he loved the most suffer in silence as the judge read his conviction made him want to get down on his knees and beg god for forgiveness and to somehow find a way to reverse this situation.

“I’ll be out soon baby I promise. Just take care of Cesar and our little one and I’ll be out before you know it.” He whispered in her ear as he hugged her close and tight one last time before he was to be transported to the correctional facility. He rubbed her back soothingly as she sobbed very hard into jumpsuit, staining it with her endless tears. Giving her one last kiss for the moment he tries to remember the feel of her lips, the taste of her and the smell of her. He rubs his hand across her bump and feels the small feet kick against his hand one last time.

“I love you, daddy will be home soon.” He whispered to her stomach and left one last kiss until he was taken away by the guards.

Y/n knew she now had to be strong, not just for herself. But for the baby and for Cesar, and she would do whatever she has to to keep them both alive and safe.

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*Four years later*

The sound of tiny feet padding into the room caught Y/n’s attention as she turned over from her spot on the bed. She sees the messy curls that covered the little head and then sees Cesar following in right after to grab them.

“Good morning precioso.” She said as she bundled her little guy up in her arms and smothered his face in kisses. Small giggles erupted from his little body which brought a smile to her face.

Mateo Oscar Diaz was born on December 21st weighing in at 8lbs and 9 oz. Precisely almost a year since Oscar has been locked up. Four years later and this little version of him was the only thing keeping her sane besides Cesar.

It was hard at first, Cesar tried his best to help but he was just a kid, it isn’t his responsibility. Since he was away, she’s sent him letters and pictures of them which he would then reply back. Oscar missed his family dearly, and soon he would be seeing them since he was just eligible to be released on parole. He was coming home to his family after four years.

“He looks like him everyday.” Cesar mumbled as he watched his nephew and sister. Y/n nodded in agreement and sat up to go and hug Cesar. Just then the phone went off and Y/n gave Mateo to Cesar to hold as she answered.

“Hello.”

“Y/n, it’s me.” His voice was raspy and much more deep. Her body tingled as she heard him.

“Oscar?” Her voice came to a whisper and Cesar flicked his head towards her at the mention of his brother’s name.

“I’m coming home baby. I’m out.” She couldn’t hear anything else after that. So many emotions were happening in that moment, she was relieved, happy, anxious, nervous, all in one. The love of her life was finally coming home and he was going to meet his son for the first time.

“When will you be here?” She asked as she finally caught up with her thoughts. She heard the sound of a honk and immediately started walking.

“Right now.” He said and hung up the phone. Taking Mateo from Cesar, they all rush out and see the one person they’ve been waiting for. He still had the buzz cut but he was so much taller, so much lean and buff, the wife beater he wore highlighted his bulging muscles and there’s was tattoos on his neck and arms. A typical Cholo, but a Cholo that Y/n loved nevertheless.

They were frozen in their place and wasn’t until Oscar started walking forward that Cesar immediately ran after his big brother and crushed him a death grip. She decided to let them have that moment before walking up with Mateo.

“I missed you so much Manó.” He whispered into Oscar’s arm as he tried to keep his composure.

“I missed you to Cesar, I missed all of you.” He said as he looked up to see the love of his life and his child standing there on the porch, waiting for him. Breaking away from Cesar he walks up to the pair and stares at his child, his son.

“He looks like me.” He whispered as he took it all in. “He does, just like his daddy.” She whispered back as the tears started to form. This wasn’t a dream, this was all real and she couldn’t be more happier.

“What’s his name?” He asked as he was tempted to grab him and hold him.

“Mateo Oscar Diaz.” She started as the little boy in her arms stared at his daddy. He knew who he was, she never kept anything from him. She showed him pictures everyday.

“You want to hold him?” She asked. Oscar nodded and held his hands out carefully. Passing Mateo into Oscars arms he slightly braces himself just Incase Mateo would freak out and start crying. But he didn’t, he just stared at his father, taking it all in.

“It’s daddy Mateo.” Y/n told him as he continued to stare at Oscar.

Leaning his head on his chest Oscar moved his hands so that one was holding him securely and the other was holding his head to his chest. This was his son, his flesh and blood and he was finally able to hold him and see him.

“We missed you Oscar.” Y/n said as the tears started streaming, wiping them away with his thumb he gave her a sad smile before leaning in and leaving a lingering kiss on her lips. Finally after so long, he was with his family.

“I missed you to mama, I missed you all.” He said and guided his family inside the house.

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Nothing Like Them

Gif credit @mochminnie.

Requested by @mypridefulsoul27. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for the request.

"Oh god, I'm dying". You sniffled as you came out of the bathroom, you had been hauled up in the bathroom all morning throwing up.

"Baby, you okay"? Oscar stopped you in the hall and felt your head with the back of his hand. "No fever. Maybe you ate something that didnt settle with you"?

"For two weeks? Nothing is settling good with me. I can't eat or keep anything down". You scrunch your nose up when the smell hits you. "What is that horrible smell"?

"An omelet". Oscar raised his eyebrow.

"It's horrible. Oh god". You cupped your mouth and headed back into the bathroom. Heading right for the toilet.

"Oscar"? Cesar called Oscar to the kitchen. You slightly heard him yell. You wiped your mouth and tiptoed out of the bathroom and stood at the kitchen entrance.

"Um, I know this is none of my business but are you and Y/N using protection"? Cesar asked his older brother. "You know, wrapping before tapping"? Which he regretted immediately.

Oscar growled. "Go to school. Now".

"Fine. But she could be pregnant. If you arent wrapping it. Think about it". Cesar sighed, grabbing his pop tart and his book bag. He headed out the front door.

Your eyes grew wide. Pregnant? That never even crossed your mind. What the hell where you going to do, if you were?

You had to find out if pregnancy was causing you to be miserable. You made up an excuse to Oscar and headed to the store.

There were three different types of pregnancy tests and they were all starring you down.

Shaking your head you grabbed the first one and headed to the checkout. Sneakily you checked out cause Freeridge had a bug mouth and you couldnt risk Oscar finding out before you told him.

"Where did you go"? Oscar asked as you came into the house.

"Girly time". You spoke fast your mind didnt have time to rethink your answer and you bolted to the bathroom.

"Well, I guess you arent pregnant then". Oscar sighed and sat down on the couch. Still confused about what this sickness could be.

Ten minutes to go. You sat on the floor and waited. The test on the edge of the sink haunted you. Oscar has never said anything about kids. He was forced to take care of Cesar and didnt really get to be anybody but a dad. Finally Cesar was grown and he was free. This could be another set back for him.

Looking at your phone you had three minutes left. Three minutes until life changed or stayed the same.

What happens if you turned out like your mom? You were so worried about Oscar what about you? Your mom was never there, always in and out of your life. Oscar was there for you more than she was. You could count how many times she was there on one hand. You didn't want to be like her. Now you were freaking out even more inside.

Beep beep.

"Oh shit". You huffed blowing out a big puff of air as you reached up and grabbed the test.

You covered the result part with your hand. "If I'm pregnant, I vow to never be like my mother. I will always be there for my child even if Oscar doesnt want to be in its life. I will work as hard as I can to make sure it's well taken care of and doesnt have to worry about anything". You gulped and looked at the results.

Positive!

The weird thing, you felt relieved knowing. Like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. But the hard part came. Telling Spooky.

Coming out of the bathroom, Oscar was standing at the hallway entrance.

"You okay? Been in there awhile. Didnt hear no puking so what were you doing"?

"Thinking".

"About"? Oscar came over to the bathroom door and wrapped his arms around you.

"I'm pregnant, Oscar".

"I guessed that. We havent done much protecting when it came to that. How are you handling it"? Oscar rubbed your back.

"I'm scared to be honest. I'm worried how you'll take it. I'm scared shitless on how I'm going to be as a mom. Our parents weren't the greatest role models".

"I know. But I think we've done a pretty okay job raising Cesar".

"We"?

"Yeah. You've been there since he was little. You took care of him when I was in the pen. You look after both of us. So you're not like your mom. I'm nothing like my father. I stayed and raised him. I'm not going to run from you or my child. I'm here to stay. I made this little spooky jr, I'm going to take responsibility. You dont gotta worry about anything". Oscar squeezed you tight.

"How did I get so lucky to have you"? You cuddled up in his chest.

"I'm the lucky one. You're not afraid of me. Plus you let me touch your boobs". Oscar laughed. Making you roll your eyes.

"That's what got us in this situation we're in. But I wouldnt want to do it with anyone else. I love you Oscar".

"I love you too, Mi Amor". Oscar kissed your forehead. You both were worried and nervous but all parents are the first time. Now you gotta tell Cesar he's going to be an uncle.

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Hands off (Oscar Diaz Imagine)

(NOT MY GIF!! CREDIT TO OWNER!!)

Prompt: Hello :) I just finished reading all your Oscar work and I love it! I saw that requests were open so I thought maybe you could do a story about how spooky would react to another santos yelling at or shoving the reader? If not maybe have the reader be working at the bank the santos robbed and Oscar having this “love at first sight” thing with her when she’s scared but doesn’t show it? If you do both or either thank you so much! If not I’ll still look forward to any other work <3

Requested by: @Bae-b-cakes

If there was one thing that got Oscar triggered it would be when someone lays their hands on his girl. Doesn’t matter if its a guy or girl, anything as much as a finger gets near her then asses are about to be handed to them. Like tonight for example, the Santos decided to throw a party in order to celebrate the prophets being locked up. Everyone was drinking and having a good time, music was blasting through the stereos and cheers were being shouted out here and there.

Y/n was comfortably sitting on Oscar’ s lap with one arm wrapped around his neck and the other holding the cup in her hand. Occasionally Oscar would kiss her every few minutes just to see her get flustered but she didn’t complain. It was very rare that Oscar showed his real side in front of other people besides Y/n and Cesar, so to see him smiling and laughing put a big smile on her face.

Noticing that her cup was empty, she decided to get a refill but of course she couldn’t go without giving Oscar a kiss on the lips. Walking to the table full of drinks she grabs the bottle and starts to pour it in her cup. Once she sat the bottle down, Y/n turned around only to smack into somebody which caused her drink to spill on them.

“Oh my god, I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t see you were there.” Y/n was quick to apologize to the guy but all she got in return was a disgusted and pissed off expression.

“Are you fucking blind or something?” he spat at her as he glanced at his soaked shirt.

“I swear it was a accident I-” she was cut off by the guy roughly shoving her which caused her to slightly lose her balance and fall on her butt.

“Maybe next time watch what your doing, maybe then your stupid ass wouldn’t have done that.” the guy continued to seethe and Y/n continued to profusely apologize even as a few tears formed in her eyes. But as soon as she saw the figure behind this guy she quickly got up and dusted her pants off.

“What the hell is going on here?” Y/n started to panic as she saw Oscar’s face. Anytime he made that face she knew that he was getting ready to do something bad.

“This bitch is the one who wasn’t paying attention and spilled her drink all over me.” the guy explained not knowing that Oscar was Y/n’s boyfriend. She held her breath as she watched Oscar roughly turn the guy around and lean down so that they were both at eye level. Everyone at the party began to notice and stopped to watch.

“Don’t you ever call my girl a bitch.” Oscar roughly spoke as his grip on the guy’s shirt tightened up. Y/n took that as a sign to try and break it up before any fight was started.

“Oscar stop, just leave it alone. No fighting tonight please.” Y/n begged him as she tried to get him to loosen his grip.

“Look man I didn’t know she was your girl” The guy tried to defend himself but he was now scared shitless, especially since more Santo members started to gather around them and boy were they ready to put their hands on someone.

“Everyone here knows, rule number one, don’t ever touch the queen.” Oscar spat venomously as he shoved the guy to floor and grabbed Y/n by the waist. She watched him signal to the guys to drag him out of the party and let him take her back to the couch where he plopped her right back onto his lap.

“You okay bebe?” he asked gently as he pushed a strand of hair back that had fallen in her face. Although she was worried about the guy that was most likely getting a beating in the front lawn, she was just happy that Oscar didn’t get involved.

“I’m fine.” she said and leaned in to kiss him which he happily obliged by pulling her closer.

“I’m proud of you for having self-control.” she whispered in his ear after she pulled away from him. He gave her his signature smirk and leaned into give her a long steamy kiss that made her yearn for more than just lip-on-lip action.

“No one messes with my queen. Nobody”

A/N: I’m back!!! Anyone else watch season 3? I was completely shocked by the ending like what the fuck?!

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