#latrelle imagines

[artistichermit]

Hi artistichermit,

I have seen that you made some videos animatics about Yoichi and Afo on youtube. I really like them! I just like how their dynamics were portrayed :)

I have watched a video about Yoriichi kidnapping Kokushibo with a car and singing A thousand miles in a parody of the White Chicks movie scene where Latrell sings that song to the guy disguised as a girl. Now I just can't help imagining AFO kidnapping Yoichi with a car and singing that song. You don't have to, but if the idea inspired you, could you make an animatic like that with Yoichi and AFO?

Here are the links to the video I saw

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cx0HUtXIM-Q/?igsh=MTZweTZzbXljdTF4eg==

Thanks for listening

Seems interesting! I might do it when I have the time and motivation!

#hermit speaks

[the-lovely-cambion]

I imagine Wendell’s face turning into a blackberry (aka blushing like hell) when someone teases him about him and Demitra doing very intimate stuff. Only question is who? (It’s Latrell)

#wendell and wild #wendell and wild oc #demitra #latrell #oc rambles #wendell #I kinda wanted to make it a drawing concept #but I didn’t want to for reasons I will not address

[commanderfoxdeservesbetter]

White Chicks but it’s Fives and Echo

Dogma and Tup are Gomez and Harper

Fox is Latrell Spencer

Rex is the Chief

Just…imagine the comedy y’all lmaooooo

#star wars #tcw #commander fox #the clone wars #clone wars #clone trooper echo #clone trooper fives #arc trooper echo #arc trooper fives

[strongislandsuperfan]

Streetball In Motion

An ode to the AND1 Mixtape & Its Legendary Impact

ESPN recently debuted is 30 for 30 Documentary, “The Greatest Mixtape Ever,” on May 31. Directed by Chris Robinson and Set Free Richardson, the documentary examines how 1990s & early 2000s streetball and the And1 Mixtape transformed basketball culture and took the sports world by storm. I remember in middle school and high school when AND1 first hit the streets. Every kid in my neighborhood was trying to imitate the ball-handling styles of guys like Hot Sauce, Escalade, Spyda, "Skip To My Lou" Alston and The Professor. Even I tried to grab a basketball and emulate the crossovers and dribbling styles I was in awe of. Of course, I'd embarrass myself, by giving minimal effort in practice & being drawn to a brief but pathetic stint as a local hoodlum, but mainly because I never had the skillset to be a basketball player. I always admire these guys and wished I could dunk, have the speed and drive to the basket like these guys. I would get excited and root for any one I'd see from AND1 or street ballers in general make it to the NBA, the G-League or any professional league to show their talents. I like rooting for underdogs, especially street ballers.

Call me biased.

In case you are unaware of what the AND1 Mixtape is, let's go down memory lane for a moment.

In the late 90's, a New York DJ named Set Free had an idea to film footage of neighborhood basketball games and streetball tournaments and add background music to it, and sell it on VHS. This came to be known as the AND1 Mixtape.

To further explain, "And 1" is derived from a phrase used by sports broadcasters and announcers to denote a free throw awarded to a player against whom a foul has been committed while scoring a goal.

As Set Free stated in an interview with ESPN, "Basketball and hip hop have a symbiotic relationship like no other combination of music genre and sport. The history of this mixtape – how streetball VHS tapes, a DJ and streetball players changed the culture of basketball – is essential to understanding that relationship. It had to be told!”

Of course, the rest is history.

Once the VHS tapes began circulating, AND1 went beyond showcased tricks and ballhandling. The company, AND1, began as a graduate school project partnership of Jay Coen Gilbert, Seth Berger, and Tom Austin. The brand started by selling T-shirts out of the back of a car, with catchphrases and trash-talk quotes, attracting street ballers all over the nation. If you go into a store like FootLocker or even a resell clothing outlet like TJ Maxx and see slogans on t-shirts from companies like Nike and Reebok, you can thank AND1 for influencing that style.

Stephon Marbury and Rafer Alston became synonymous with the AND1 brand and brought the brand to a wider audience. Marbury became the companies first spokesman when AND1 came out with its first pair of sneakers. Alston, of course put the basketball world on notice with the legendary, "Skip Tape", referencing his street ball nickname, "Skip to My Lou", showcasing jaw-dropping ballhandling and skillset displays. Both men went on to play in the NBA and oversees, achieving success in their own right.

Other NBA players, such as Jamal Crawford and Latrell Sprewell, were also associated with the brand.

AND1 summer tours even began in 1999, later evolving into the Mixtape Tour with the release of Mixtape 3. Imagine the Harlem Globetrotters, with a street edge. That is the best way I can describe these tours. Notable streetballers such as “Hot Sauce” and “The Professor” would go from court to court challenging other players in one-on-one games. The streetballers who prevailed through the very end of the summer tours would receive endorsement deals from AND1. From 2002 through 2008, the tours were televised live on ESPN. The summer tours began in the United States but soon branched internationally, into more than 30 countries.

They even had their own video game.

Of course, there were those who took exception to this brand and its players. Mostly, the AND1 players, ranging from skepticism to contempt for their arrogance and being "all-flash but no fundamentals" to their superstar mindset and not being team players.

Current and former NBA players dismissed streetball players, saying that the NBA has the best players in the world, and if streetball players were on that level, they would have made it to the league.

Here are some quotes from those NBA players:

Baron Davis: “Are you f*cking kidding me? No way!.”

Lou Williams: “We just trained professionals. We play basketball on days we don’t wanna play basketball.”

Kyrie Irving: “ ‘Yeah we could have played in the league’. No you couldn’t have. You are not taking care of your body. You are not taking the game serious. Everybody jumps high, everybody is fast, everybody thinks that they are the worlds greatest player. There’s only been 5000 something people in the NBA. Total. Ever.”

Iman Shumpert: “I remember Hot Sauce going to the pro-am and getting his a** bust. Hot sauce came down and they was calling that man ketchup by the time he left.”

The question remains, Is there a place for a street baller in a professional league?

Maybe.....if you got the heart, the work ethic, and the mindset to do it. What has been called into question is the mentality, discipline and maturity of its players, going from the street level to the professional level.

This isn't a notion of just, "Shut up and dribble!" rather a reality check. Being amazing at ones craft and cultivating the skillset is one thing, but, to have the heart of a champion and recognizing that this is a team effort, to achieve victory, in a collective manner is something else.

AND1 and its players maybe just mere one-trick ponies to those that have put in the time and effort at tryouts, basketball camps and pushed themselves in front of college scouts during those stressful high school games, but, you cannot deny the amazement, raw talent and showmanship that was on display. Even a scrub like me tried to master Escalade's passing game and that insane crossover by Hot Sauce.

You can dismiss the streetballer all you want, but you can't dismiss its impact on future generations currently playing in the NCAA, NBA and oversees. Presently, over one hundred AND1 High School and AAU teams play across America in various tournaments and leagues.

Its influence is undeniable, even to this day.

That is all.

#basketball #ballislife #nba #and1

[gangrenados]

What songs do you associate with each of the Titans?? Or songs that make you think of each character?

I'm choosing based on vibes, I think these songs fits all the versions but idk lol

Kory > September by earth, wind and fire

Dick > everybody wants to rule the world by tears for tears

Raven> perfect girl by mareux

Gar> Gangnam style by PSY (don't ask me why I just can picture him dancing)

Cyborg> Satisfaction by Benny Benassi (same thing as Gar, just imagine him dancing this as Latrell from white chicks)

Donna> Babooshka by Kate Bush

+ bonus!!

Jason> house of the rising sun by the animals

[page150]

My Baby 💎 Latrelle x Reader

Request: None

Pronouns: None Stated

Word Count: 1615

Warnings: angst , really small mention of blood

“What did I say about getting blood on my carpet?” You mumbled, dabbing the cut on Latrelle’s cheek with a soft tissue.

“Not to,” He replied.

You shake your head, tossing the bloody tissue into the trash can. He was bruised up bad this time. Cuts on his face, a black eye, he was even limping. The blood that dripped from his nose onto your white carpet seemed less of a problem compared to him.

“I’ll clean it for you.” He squints his eyes shut as you clean one of the bigger cuts on his shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it, you need to rest.”

You glance at the time. You had woken up an hour ago to the sound of someone knocking at your door. Of course it was Latrelle, beat up. You knew he had been messing with César again.

You wondered why it was so hard for Latrelle to leave César alone. César rarely messed with him. It was always Latrelle actively making things tense for everyone. He made it hard to be in a relationship with him, while also respecting César and his friends. You toss Latrelle a blanket and a pillow from your bed, before climbing in.

“You can sleep on the couch. Then leave in the morning.”

“Babe, you really gonna treat me that way?”

“Yes, I am because you had the nerve to wake me up at 3am to bandage you up because you were starting some stupid b.s. with César.”

He rolled his eyes and tried to get in the bed with you. “You know it’s the life I live y/n. I have to keep them on their toes or they’ll get comfy. You can’t change me baby”

This pissed you off. You pushed him off of the bed. “No because I know the life you live. I'm not trying to change you, it’s just when you're messing with him that’s when I get mad. Do you know how hard it is to watch you run and start a fight with César and have to baby you back to health, only to look Monse in the eye the next morning to say hello. It’s really freaking hard.”

He throws his hands up, “Whatever you’re bugging. You always take things too far y/n. I wasn’t even really messing with him. It was only him and his girl. He was on me for no reason so I had to say something. It wasn’t my fault he was acting all tough like he was gon do something.”

Your eyes widen and you sit up. “Monse was there?” You ask.

“If that’s her name then yeah.”

“You fought him while Monse was there!” You yell, throwing a pillow at his face.

The pillow hits Latrelle hard. He throws it out your bedroom door, turning to look at you, his mouth turning into a scowl.

You return the face, “You’re lucky he didn’t have a gun, Latrelle! You know he gets protective when he's with his friends. You know this!”

“You need to calm down. Why are you getting so emotional?”

“Why am I getting emotional? I’m getting emotional because one day you might not knock on my door. You might be bleeding out in the street, because of your dumb decisions. I would never forgive myself if you…” You felt tears start to roll down your cheek, but you don’t stop yelling even though your voice is breaking with sobs.

“Please break up with me if you are going to keep doing this. Please. I can’t keep helping you like this. I can’t keep defending you. Don’t you love me? Why can’t we go to the park or on dates like we used to? Why will you ignore my texts for days but feel fine with coming to my door bloody. You said you love me so why don’t you act like it?”

Latrelle stared up at you from his place on the ground. You were full on crying now. Fat tears slid down your face onto your sheets and you put your head in your hands. You heard Latrelle get up but you didn’t feel his warmth on your body. You didn’t smell his cologne or feel his tight hugs. He had gotten up and walked out the door.

You got up and threw on a robe, suddenly self-conscious of your outfit even though it was just a shirt and shorts. You ran out of your bedroom, into the hallway, all the way to the front door, but he was gone. He hadn’t even locked the door behind him.

Opening the door you step out. Your hot face was cooled by the wind. It fluttered around you, shaking the trees. The only light there was was the moon and the streetlights. No stars, no cars, not even a firefly and not even your boyfriend.

Shutting the door you slide down with your back against it. You reach the floor and wrap your arms around your knees and continue to cry. Your heart began to ache at the silence. He had left you. He had walked out and left you.

You fell asleep there. On the wooden floor, in front of your front door. In the morning you woke up to your alarm blaring from your room. Your cheeks were still stained with tears, your eyes bright red and it seemed hard to keep them open. All you wanted to do was sleep a little more. To move to your warm bed and fall back asleep, but if you missed a day of school it would make your parents come back sooner. You got up and went to your room to change. You chose a random black sweatshirt and jeans.

After washing your face, brushing your teeth, and eating a little bit of breakfast you start the walk to school. It was one of those mornings where you wished you had more friends, so you wouldn’t have to walk to school alone.

Your lack of friends was one of the things Latrelle liked about you. To him you were safe. Not always the center of attention, but not a nobody. You were a good enough kid that with him being your boyfriend, it made him seem like a better person. In a way you hated him for that. It made you feel more like an accessory than a significant other, but in an attempt to not start crying again, you stop thinking about it.

You walk into the school and head to your first class, then the next. They all go okay. As you walk to lunch Monse gives you a small smile. You smile back, but notice that a lot of people are looking at you. You look down at your outfit. Your jeans weren’t open, the sweatshirt wasn’t backwards. You sit down at your usual lunch table and suddenly the cafeteria doors are swung open. You didn’t care enough to look up.

Someone sits right in front of you. You start to eat your apple, it’s juices dripping down your mouth.

“y/n I’m sorry.” Latrelle mumbled.

“Are you?” You questioned. Using the back of your hand to wipe away the sticky juices.

“I got you this.”

You look up and see a single flower. “You got me one flower that I’m supposed to carry around school.”

“Dang why can’t you be happy,”

“I’m done explaining stuff to you and your dumb attempts of apologizing. You can go.”

Latrelle places the flower on the table. You start to eat your sandwich.

“Look, I’m real sorry y/n. I shouldn’t have walked out on you. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I was just frustrated. I didn't want you to have to deal with me any more that night. I even apologized to César. Well I didn’t apologize because I aint no punk, but you know I gave him a nod. Babe, I hate when you're angry at me.”

You start to eat your sandwich, but you weren’t hungry anymore. As you get up from your seat to throw your trash away, his hand goes around your wrist. His brown eyes looked into yours, but you removed his hand and walked away.

He followed you into the hallway.

“Y/N please.”

You turn to face him, sticking a finger into his chest. “Look you can apologize all you want, but unless you’re really going to change, leave me alone. I told you, I rather you break up with me then to keep lying and doing stupid stuff.”

He pulls you into an empty classroom. He kissed your neck and rubs his hands on your back, You kiss back. It continues for a few seconds. You and Latrelle make out in an empty classroom until he pulls away and hugs you. His hugs were always almost too tight. He hugged you like he never wanted to let you go, like he never wanted anything to get to you.

“I swear I won’t do anymore stuff like that.” He whispered. He pulled a box out of his back pocket. “Here’s your actual gift.”

Inside the box was a cute gray bracelet with your birthstone in it. Your name and his are written in cursive underneath it, along with your anniversary date. “You really did this for me?”

“Yeah, you my baby. I had to search up ideas. I know you like cute things like this.”

You felt your cheeks start to warm up. The bracelet was exactly your size and you couldn't stop looking at it. “Thank you baby.”

“Anything for you.” He put one of his arms on your shoulders. “You wanna get out of here. You look tired.”

Ignoring your other classes you say yes and walk with him out the back of the school.

Author's Note: Fun fact this was originally going to be a César post, but I decided I wanted to do a cuter one for him. But omg I wanted this to be for him so bad. Be on the lookout for my next post because it will def be a César one! Anyway Requests are still open! Please like if you enjoyed and follow. We're almost at 50 followers and I have a huge surprise when we reach 100 <3!! Have a wonderful day ~c'k

#page150 #page150imagines #omb #on my block imagines #on my block netflix #on my block fanfiction #monse finnie #ceasar diaz #caesar diaz #ruby martinez #jamal turner #fanfic #imagine #latrelle #latrelle x reader #cesar diaz #latrelle imagines #jasmine #writing #fanfics #requests open #protect her at all costs #on my block

[stressedemoblackbratz]

ON MY BLOCK 2018

completed = 𓆩♡𓆪

unfinished = ♡

in the works = ➳

oneshots = ★

series = ☆

INCOMING…

#on my block #ruby martinez x reader #oscar diaz #spooky diaz #on my block imagine #cesar diaz #cesar diaz x reader #jamal turner #cuete on my block #sapo on my block #latrelle on my block #prophet #19th street

[angelbabyszn]

Cruisin’ (Oscar X Reader)

Gif by @merakiaes

OMB Masterlist

G/N - Gang Name

B/F/N - Best Friend

F/C - Favorite Color

"Coming!" you shouted at the door in the kitchen as you were finishing dinner in your house. Somebody was at the door. 

The person outside in front of the door knocked again but more aggressively.

"I said I'm coming!" you shouted as you finished stirring the macaroni and cheese in the pot and putting on a top to keep warm.

The person knocked again even more aggressively which got on your last nerves. 

You slammed the spoon on the floor and then walked over to the door in anger. You grabbed the gun that was on the counter right next to the door.

You quickly opened the door with anger and pointed the gun out on the person that was behind the door. 

"WHAT?!" you shouted angrily with the gun in your hands in front of the person. Your eyes widened to see a single rose in front of your eyes.

You looked up from the rose to see the person who was in front of you to see Oscar: Your ex.

Just seeing him makes your heart full up with hate. 

You two were the perfect couple. Both leaders of both gangs. Yep, you run a gang called G/N. You and your best friend, B/F/N started it to protect women, teenage girls, and children and it was a success while going to community college.

Oscar took notice and watched your movements with your gang, making him interested.

When both of you finally got together after two years of the chase, you basically ruled Freeridge and nobody couldn't stop you with your two gangs together.

All of that ended with Oscar making his own moves for his own gang, resulting in your break up. It took you two years to get you back on your feet and be independent with your gang again.

Now in the present, you're a junior in college doing better than before with your gang and you're making history in your own hands while Oscar has been the same with the gang, not improving at all. .

"What do you want?" you said with a furious face as you still hold the gun to his heart. You can hear his heart beating normal through your gun.

"I was wondering if you want the G/N to participate in the gang drag race this Saturday." said Oscar, looking into your eyes with no fear of the gun that was on top of his heart.

"Why? What's the catch?" you asked with one of your eyebrows raised being conspicuous of the drag race.

"Oh um, the catch is being the superior gang of all Freeridge. I figured that would get you out there and ruling Freeridge with people knowing your name and won't mess with you."  said Oscar. 

You slowly put the gun down from his chest and you look back at him with a straight face.

"I'll think about it." you said and Oscar nodded and did a small smile. 

As much you hate him for what he did, you still like him and you hate what you do. The sad part is that you were about to say that you love him and you wanted to be with him forever.

But you know, it's whatever because you could've made the biggest mistake of your life if you stayed with him. Now you're even more successful and at a place where you wanted to be when you started the G/N.

You looked back at the single rose that Oscar was still holding in his right hand that was right in your face a few moments ago.

"Who's the rose for?" you asked him even know you already have an idea who's it for.

"For you. Y/N...I-"

You shut the door on his face and walked back into the kitchen like you never answered the door.

"Man, I drop my spoon to deal with his stupid a*s." you said looking at the spoon on the floor. You picked it up and put the spoon in the sink to clean later.

You heard the front door slammed and you looked up from the sink where you see B/F/N entering the house.

"Hey girl! You're going to tell me what was Spooky doing here a few moments ago?" B/F/N asked as she walked over to the island that was connected to the kitchen and took a seat.

"Asking me if I want to participate in this gang drag race this Saturday to be the most superior gang in Freeridge. I don't think we should go." you said B/F/N gave you a crazy face.

"Y/N-"

"What? Why do you want to do it?" you asked looking at her with a straight face with both hands on the edge of the counter.

"Cause, it would make G/N the unstoppable gang in Freeridge! What else?!" B/F/N with her eyes widened.

"Why do we need to do a race for a title? A title! A title doesn't make you unstoppable. They could give a gang the title with the dumbest person as their leader. It's a waste of time. We're already the most successful and only female gang in Freeridge. We made history already. We should keep this going and let it go on for generations." you said with a tone as you grab two cokes from the fridge and sliding one to B/F/N to make your point.

"Y/N, think about it. This would be good for our gang. We haven't had fun in a month because of school. Let's treat them. They have been doing amazing this past month." said B/F/N.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's do this. Where is it at?" you asked with a smile because you were happy you were doing this for your amazing gang.

"The start and end point is the beach. That's honestly a long way." said B/F/N looking at the invitation on her phone that Sad Eyes, her boyfriend sent her.

"Yeah it is. Um, B/F/N. One problem: I don't have a car!" you shouted the last part at her which made her eyes widened.

"Chill out. I know your car is in the shop. I'll ask Kiana, G/N's car girl to fix it up for you and Jhené, G/N's fashion designer to make you an outfit." said B/F/N as she was already sending messages to them.

"Why do I need a new outfit? What's wrong with my flame outfit?"

"Y/N, that's old. We need new things. We are not winning in some old outfit." said B/F/N, causing you to roll your eyes and take a sip of your soda.

"I'm so happy we're actually doing this. This is going to be amazing for our gang. I'm excited!" said B/F/N and she quickly went into her bedroom that was next to yours.

You sighed and took another sip of your soda. You started to think back at the little conversation you had earlier today.

Your eyes widened as the single rose came into your mind. It just made you remember when Oscar took you to a garden in the park. He puts a single rose in your hair after cutting the thorns off and kisses you. It was your first kiss with him and it was the most magical kiss to you.

"Y/N!"

You shake your head to get out of your trance and turn your head to the direction of your roommate's voice.

"Get in here so we can work on your hair for the drag race!" shouted B/F/N from her bedroom. You quickly put the food up for dinner and quickly go into her bedroom. 

-

"Sup Spooky." said Sad Eyes as he came up to him at the beach at night with a drink in his right hand. They did their handshake.

"Are you ready to bring this home?" asked Sad Eyes looking at Oscar seriously.

"Yeah man. We need to end this war now and this may be our only shot of doing this." said Oscar and took a sip of his drink as he looked at the Prophet$ pulling up in their car.

The leader of the Prophet$ and Latrelle came out of their drag race car. They did a glare at Sad Eyes and Oscar as they enter the beach to wait for the race the start with the other members of their gang

"We got 19th street and the Prophet$ here now. Is the best woman you've ever been with in your whole life ex's G/N coming?" asked Sad Eyes and Oscar gave him a glare which Sad Eyes ignored.

"You're a dumba*s for what you did. It took her a year plus to get back on her feet and she was more successful with her gang than us. We barely involved Oscar!" shouted Sad Eyes and Oscar got up close to Sad Eyes’s face with a furious face.

"So what?! You think you can lead this gang? Go right ahead. You just need a f*cking brain to do it." said Oscar in a deep tone voice and breathing heavily. Sad Eyes didn't even change his straight expression on his face.

"Maybe I should, then. You haven't been the same since your breakup with her. She actually changed you for the better. Made moves to keep our gang on the map of Freeridge. The most disappointing part is that you still love her and you didn't have the chance to say it because of your actions. Think about that." said Sad Eyes. 

 Oscar still stares into his eyes, mad and still breathing heavily trying to stop every body part to not beat up the man that has been there for him for so many years of his life. 

"Are we interrupting something?"

Oscar and Sad Eyes turn their heads and Oscar's eyes widened along with his jaw and his drink in his hand dropped to the ground.

He sees you wearing a matching neon F/C leather crop top and skirt with white platform shoes on along with your hair tied up in two buns with neon F/C sticks holding them with sparkly clips in front of your head.

"Y/N, I think their bromance is having a little bump on the road." said B/F/N and both of you started to giggle. Oscar and Sad Eyes just glared at you two in annoyance.

"Okay, okay, sorry baby. I miss you." said B/F/N after she calms down, goes over to her boyfriend and kisses him.

As they kiss, Oscar looks over to you and you look back at him a moment later.

"Don't talk to me." you said serious as you put your hand in front of him before Oscar could open his mouth. 

"Let's go B/F/N and win this race." you said looking at her and Sad Eyes still kissing and you turn around and start to head back to the road.

A few moments later, you didn't hear footsteps behind you. You turn back around to see B/F/N still kissing Sad Eyes.

"You can make out with him later. Let's go!" you shouted and B/F/N quickly stopped kissing Sad Eyes. B/F/N mouthed sorry and he mouthed back it's okay.

B/F/N quickly goes up to you and both of you continue back to the road where your drag race car was.

Oscar starts to stare at you as you walk back to the road. He starts to remember when you used to get his opinion on your outfits at the mall when you were together with him.

"You could've been like us just now, Spooky." said Sad Eyes and Oscar looked at him with a glare. 

"Shut the f*ck up, mano. Nobody asked for your opinion." said Oscar with a grin on his face and he punched Sad Eyes on the right arm, causing Sad Eyes to laugh.

-

A few minutes later, everybody got into their cars. Oscar looks down to see you and B/F/N in a neon F/C Lamborghini that matches your outfit, causing his jaw to drop again.

"You like this whip puta?" said Sapo, the leader of 19th street chuckled along with his friend that was in the passenger seat.

"Who are you calling puta? You're the puta who thinks you're going to win this race." said Oscar and Sapo stopped laughing and rolled up the window. 

"Yo Monse, Lil Spooky's brother doesn't win, you should date me. We will be one power couple." said Latrelle, flirting while looking at Monse with a smirk when Cesar was next to her with his arm around her.

"Flirt with her again, I'll blast on your a*s!" said Cesar aggressively. 

Ruby and Jamal laugh underneath their breaths because they couldn't take it seriously when Cesar's starts to act all tough when everybody knows he is not about that life.

"Racers!" shouted Jasmine and all the drivers gave her their attention.

"Welcome to the first Freeridge Gang drag race! Whoever comes back here first becomes the superior gang of Freeridge! Start your engines!" shouted Jasmine and everybody in the driver's seats started while she took a puff of her inhaler.

"Y/N, please drive fast. I'm serious." said B/F/N in the passenger seat and you look at her crazy.

"Don't worry, I am. Just seeing my ex's face today made me want to win this more. I'm not letting him take that away. This..is ours." you said with a serious face, making B/F/N excited.

"Finally! Motivated Y/N is here! Let's do this!" said B/F/N and both of you quickly did your handshake and you looked back straight.

Jasmine pulls out a flag out of her boobs and holds it up in the air with her right hand.

"Are you ready?! Three!"

You put your hand on the petal. Oscar took one last glance at you before getting focused.

"Two!"

You and Oscar grip your wheel harder with both of your hands.

"One!"

Both of your faces turn serious with motivation and a passion to win.

"Go!"

All the cars speed off once Jasmine pulls her flag down to the ground and all the gangs start to cheer them on as the cars start going down the street fast.

-

"Go Y/N!" shouted one of your other female friends that was holding a poster that had your gang name on it. You passed the community center fast with other people cheering about twenty minutes in when the race started.

"There's another one. We really protected girls of all ages when we started this gang. I'm so proud of us." said B/F/N with a smile and side hugs you.

"I love you B/F/N and I really want to hug you back right now but please don't hug me when I'm in the middle of a f*cking drag race!" you shouted and B/F/N quickly stopped. 

"Hey! We are almost there! We could actually win this!" said B/F/N as she looked at her map of Freeridge on her phone and saw where you were.

"That's great! We just need to go pass the park and the school and we will be back on the beach!" you said happily because you could actually win this and become superior.

"Not if I get there first!"

You look to your left to see Sapo driving next to you with an evil grin on his face. Oscar and Sad Eyes pull up driving right behind them after losing the Prophet$ behind to catch up.

"Y/N! Go!" shouted B/F/N and you quickly increased your speed. You went ahead and Sapo growled in anger and increased his speed along with Oscar right behind him.

You were driving past the park and you saw Sapo again right on top of you.

"We need to lose him." said B/F/N looking at Sapo behind and then looking at you.

"I've got this. Got a secret up my sleeve" you said and you quickly turned the corner and started to go down another road.

"Stupid puta. I'm going to win this." said Sapo and he starts to laugh as he zooms down the street to the street of Freeridge High School.

A moment later, Sapo saw another car next to him and his heart dropped when he realized it was his angry mom looking at him.

"Oh no." said Sapo and he pulled over quickly knowing he was in trouble.

"Whoa! Y/N, what do you do? I keep on seeing these posts about Sapo being stopped by-"

"Yep. That boy shouldn't be driving a car yet. He's fifteen! Fifteen B/F/N! Now, that price is as good as ours." you said with a grin. 

You zoom back on the street of the school to pass it and go down another road to start going to the beach again.

"Spoke too soon, G/N."

Turn your head to your left again to see Oscar and Sad Eyes in the signature red car everybody knows next to you.

"We met again Y/N." said Oscar and turned his head to look at you with a smirk.

"But this time, you lose." you said and you quickly pushed the pedal and you went faster.

Oscar quickly did the same thing and got back to the same speed as you. A few moments later, you and Oscar both cross the finish line as you came back to the beach as everybody cheered.

You quickly stopped the car and sat there with your head down trying to figure out what just happened.

"Did we-"

"No. It's a tie." said B/F/N looking at you with an upset face.

"Oh h*ll nah!" you shouted loudly and you quickly got out of the car. 

You stomped over to Oscar and Sad Eyes that was standing outside of the red car waiting for you and B/F/N.

"Y/N, it's official. It's a tie." said Sad Eyes and you became furious.

"It can't be a tie! That's impossible! It should be ours!" you shouted angrily at the men in front of you.

"Well that means our gang is whole again and superior. How about that, Y/N?" asked Oscar as he walked over to you and put his right arm around you. 

"Um no." you said and you quickly got his arm off of your shoulders. 

"This is unfair." you said and you cross your arms against your chest in annoyance and anger.

Oscar gives you a grin and it makes you look at him weird. He was amused by you being mad. 

"What's the grin for Spooky? It's creepy." you said looking at him crazy.

"It's still cute when you're mad." said Oscar and he chuckled underneath his breath. 

"Well-it's not! Stop laughing! I'm mad! It should've been us!" you said stuttering at the beginning and becoming serious and mad again.

"Remember on a night like this when it was 11:11 pm and I wish on something with you?" asked Oscar, moving closer to you.

"Spooky, what are you-"

"I said: I wish for us to stay forever." said Oscar, moving even closer to you. You backed up from him to keep the distance between both of you.

"And we didn't so bye." you said starting to walk away until Sad Eyes and B/F/N stopped you and turned you back around to Oscar.

"Y/N...I love you. Nobody is like you. I'm so sorry for what I did. I regret it everyday because I didn't have you by my side. You make me a better person. said Oscar, confessing as he was looking into your eyes and moving closer but you stepped back again.

"Y/N, please. Do you still have feelings for me?" asked Oscar looking into your eyes but you looked away.

You know if you look into his eyes again, you are going to fall hard into him again and you don't want that to happen.

"Y/N, please look at me. I'm sorry. Let me treat you better, reina." said Oscar. 

You hesitated what to do until you slowly looked back up at him and your heart skipped a beat as you saw Oscar's eyes dilating bigger every second passes looking at you.

"I've swear if y'all don't be kissing in the next few seconds, I'ma force some things okay?" said B/F/N which interrupts you and Oscar's moment.

"B/F/N!" you shouted looking at her with wide eyes.

"What? You was just talking about you love hi-"

"Come on B/F/N." said Sad Eyes picking up B/F/N in bridal style and going to the beach.

"You love me?" asked Oscar and you looked back up at him quickly.

"I, um, I..." you stuttered not knowing what to say.

"Don't say anything." said Oscar and he slowly pulled you closer to him by your waist. You started to hesitate again now knowing what to do now until he kisses you slowly and softly.

You felt everything again once he kissed you again. You miss this so much. You kissed him again which caught Oscar's surprise but he kissed you again back immediately with a grin.

You try to pull back after he kisses you again but he wouldn't.

"Spooky." you said after you successfully move your lips from his but he keeps on giving you small kisses on your neck.

"Oscar." you said and he immediately stopped and gave you his full attention.

"Since you ended our relationship in the first place, I think you should be the person who would have to put the effort for us to be together again." you said with a serious face.

As much as you love saying I love you and him saying it back now, he is still the whole reason that both of you both ended in the first place. 

"Oh course. As long as you're in my life, I'll do anything to be back together with you." said Oscar and he grabs both of your hands and kisses both of them at the same time.

You smiled and you gave him a grin which made him look at you in confusion.

"First things first, carry me." you said and Oscar shook his head by your silliness and he picked you up in bridal style as quickly as he could.

"How long of this 'effort' I have to do?" asked Oscar, looking at you in his arms.

"Until I call it." you said as Oscar started to walk to the beach with you in his arms.

"Fine by me, as long as I'm with you." said Oscar with a smile, causing you to blush. That made him smile even more because he still has an effect on you.

"Once we get back together, I'm taking this little outfit you're wearing. Nobody should see you in this except me." said Oscar staring at you.

"You ain't taking this. I'm keeping it and who said you were my boyfriend again?" you said looking at him side-eyed.

"Sorry reina. I don't want people to see you dressed like this. It makes me jealous." said Oscar. 

"Awe..." you said, looking at him and you gave him a kiss on the cheek which made him smile.

Eventually after a month or two, you got back together with Oscar and he was treating you right like the reina you are as you were ruling Freeridge with the G/N and the Santos as superiors.

#onmyblock #onmyblockimagines #on my block imagine #on my block x reader #omb season 3 #oscar spooky diaz #oscar diaz x reader #oscar diaz imagine #oscardiaz #sad eyes omb #sad eyes #sapo omb #19th street #santos omb #prophets #latrelle omb #spooky #spooky omb #spooky diaz

[melaninmarvelficrecs]

Latrelle Fic Recs

Moodboard 💝

Angst 😭

Fluff 🥰

Smut 😈

Series 📚

Original character 👸🏽

Au meme 🎀

Social media edit 📱

😈A New Woman by @spookysprincesa

🥰Anything For You Mama by @stonykuwonu

😈I'm A Selfish Dude by @stonykuwonu

Make Up Your Mind by @fandomimagines4all

#latrelle #latrelle imagine #fic recs #melaninmarvelficrecs #melaninmarvel

[idontblushsrry]

Hi! I was hoping i could request the Cancer or Libra Soulmate AU (bc i don’t think in the omb universe their 18 😬) for Latrelle from on my block, where the reader is Jamal’s sister and is very close to the rest of the gang. BUT only if that’s cool w/ you.

Libra Soulmate AU w/ Latrelle

Word Count:755

Genre: Fluff, Soulmate AU 

Pairing: Latrelle x Jamal’s twin sister!reader

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: I altered the prompt for story purposes and Latrelle is single in this AU, I also aged them up a bit.

Libra- Love at first sight: When soulmates meet/spot each other, they instantly click and will be pulled to each other. However, the longer apart from their soulmate they feel hollow.

For how much you hung out with your brother and the gang, it was funny that you’ve never seen Latrelle before.

You’ve heard of him but you couldn’t place his face in a line up.

Literally, every time he’d run into them, you were nowhere to be found

When they were walking home: You were at an afterschool club

At lunch: You were in the bathroom or at a teacher’s class

Hell, even in the hallways you had most of your classes on the opposite side of school

Frankly, it was ridiculous

But you knew one thing for sure, you were going to give this guy a piece of your mind.

“Honestly Y/N I don’t know how you’ve never seen him. Are you sure?”

Yes Jamal, I could see him at the store or school and not recognize him. Hell, he could be my soulmate at this rate.”

No response. You looked up from your spot on the couch to see your brother staring at you with horror in his eyes, “Why would you say that?”

“Shut up Jamal.”

Next day at lunch, you were DETERMINED to give Latrelle a piece of your mind.

You peed before this, didn’t have to stay after class, and didn’t have any club meetings.

YOU WERE READY FOR THIS SHIT

You walked up to the table to see what you could only assume to be Latrelle “talking” to your friends

You felt the faintests of tugs when you looked at Latrelle, but you shrugged it off in favor of the rant you were about to go on.

You set your tray down and tapped on his shoulder

“Who the fu-”

“Look I don’t appreciate you takin’ money from my friends, especially from my brother.

The pull on your heart got stronger but you ignored it in favor of continuing.

Latrelle just stared at you with this blank, seemingly tender? Expression

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Who the fuck are you?!”

“I asked you first.”

“I asked you second.”

“Her name is Y/N”, peeped Jamal quietly from his chair

You quickly turned to glare at him, “Jamal! Shut. Up”

“Y/N, huh? If you got so much to say then meet me after school and we’ll settle this shit”

With that, he walked away

You returned to your seat but just picked at your lunch, not out of nervousness, but because your heart felt empty. The conversation around you turned into a blur and you really didn’t feel like eating anymore.

You were behind the school, waiting.

Why you were standing here waiting to get beat up was beyond you.

You told everyone to head home without you and they agreed, but something told you they weren’t too far from your meetup

Finally, Latrelle showed up and the emptiness in your heart was non-existent

Latrelle reached to place his hand on your cheek and you flinched.

You prepared for some sort of vitriol on Latrelle’s end but instead

“I’m sorry.”

Hol- up what?”

“I’m sorry for the stuff that happened with me and your friends”

“Why are you apologizing to me Latrelle?”

“Cus- you know”

No, I don’t Latrelle.”

“You don’t feel the pull?”

At this point you had a strong feeling of what he was talking about, but you needed vocal confirmation

“What do you mean?”

Latrelle looked frustrated and conflicted for a few moments before finally blurting out, “You’re my soulmate”

You beamed up at him and in the heat of moment you cupped his face and pulled him down to kiss you 

Latrelle wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to deepen the kiss

Everything in the world felt right and a thousand butterflies and flowers bloomed in your stomach 

You pulled away slowly, not wanting to break the moment.

You both stayed in each other’s embrace getting lost in your own world as consequences seemed to disappear 

Well they did until, “Y/N?!” 

You pulled away from Latrelle as fast as humanly possible to find everyone staring at you and Latrelle.

This was going to be difficult to explain. 

#latrelle x reader #x black reader #black reader #on my block imagine #omb imagines #omb x reader #on my block x reader #imagines #x reader

[melaninmarvel]

Melanin Marvel Fic Recs

*nsfw/nsfwish

On My Block 

Oscar Diaz 

Change: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 by @cherry-bomb-jasmine

Roaming the Streets by @michaeijackson 

Rainy Days by @spookysprincesa 

Jealousy by @spookysprincesa 

 My Mistake by @spookysprincesa 

Across the Street  Part 2 *Part 3 by @spookysprincesa 

Daughter of a Prophet by @sisi-loves-you

Dont Mess with Her by @michaeijackson 

Being the Mom of the Group and Dating Oscar Would Include by @michaeijackson 

Where is She  by @michaeijackson 

Jealous Oscar by @spookysprincesa 

Latrelle 

*A New Woman by @spookyprincesa 

Cesar Diaz

Say It Again by @michaeijackson 

Other Characters 

Victor Drago 

Realizing he loves you by @honeychicana 

*Paint by @avengersandlovers

*Snippet by @avengersandlovers

*Eating You Out by @honeychicana

Hair Supply Store by @honeychicana

Vacation by @honeychicana

Abraham 

Pygmalion 2 by  @ghostfacekill-monger

Jax Teller 

Bookworm by @plussizeappreciationfics

Chiron 

Rule the World Prologue by @babygirlofwakanda 

Wrestlers

 Jey  Uso 

Taking Care of You While Sick by @kayah16

Alphabet Preferences by @harleymoxley

Finn Balor

Growth by @magnolia-among-the-stars 

Jimmy Uso

Alphabet Preferences by @harleymoxley

Roman Reigns

Birthday by @itsreigns

#Oscar Diaz imagines #spooky imagine #latrelle imagine #cesar diaz imagine #victor drago imagines #abraham imagines #jax teller imagine #chiron imagine #jey uso imagine #finn balor imagines #jimmy uso imagine #roman reigns imagine #fic recs #fic rec

[spookysprincesa]

A New Woman (Latrelle x reader)

Request: can you do a latrelle one where and the main character broke up cause he cheated but they run into eachother again and it kinda turns into a smut

Warnings: swearing, smut, some angst?

Word Count: 732

A/N:  I’m a ho for Oscar, so, sorry if this is rubbish. Plus: I’m a feminist, which has an impact on this imagine ;) I hope you enjoy.

Masterlist

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Having broken up with him still hurt. It hurt every time you remembered all the good times, it hurt every time you walked past his house. So, it hurt pretty much every day. You were avoiding him actively since the break-up, because you knew seeing him wouldn’t do you any good. You didn’t care how he would feel. He cheated and he broke your heart.

The night you caught him red-handed with another woman you promised yourself to never fall for a man again.  You would keep your guards up no matter what. This kind of pain wasn’t something you wanted to witness again any time soon.

Of course you had to bump into him someday. The shock of seeing him struck you deeply, an uncomfortable stinging sensation erupted in your chest when he approached you on the birthday party of a mutual friend. Like a knife being twisted inside your heart. You simply wanted to rip it out and in turn stab him with it for what he had done to you.

Latrelle just stood in front of you, grinning sheepishly, he almost looked nervous.

“Hi,” he began, obviously struggling to find the right words. God, you had missed him. His skin was practically glowing and his lips looked temptingly delicious.

“Look, Y/N, I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did what I did. I was so fuckin’ stupid. I wish you could forgive me.”

You sighed. His signature scent was already surrounding you and you felt like passing out. He took one step closer and wrapped a strand of your hair around his finger. Your heart stopped. The whole party seemed to be a blur, it was just you and him.

He leant in to whisper into your ear, “can I make it up to you?”

“How would you do that?” You replied, curiously, yet awestruck at his ability to turn you into putty in his hands.

Latrelle wordlessly grabbed your hand and dragged you into a bedroom. His lips were on yours the second the door closed and oh boy. His hands were all over you, roaming your body. It felt so good being touched again, touched in places no one else would. Of course he knew what he was doing, you’d had sex many times before and he knew which buttons to push.

He had you underneath him on the mattress in no time, soft moans escaping your lips when he kissed your neck. He didn’t hesitate to shove your skirt up so his fingers came in contact with your heated core.

You hissed when his fingers pushed the material of your panties aside, gently exploring and savouring the wetness that had formed between your legs. He studied your face carefully when he inserted two fingers and you sucked in a breath, sinking back into the pillows even further.

He crept down, peppering your inner thighs with open-mouthed kisses until he reached your trembling centre. Your fists grabbed the bedsheets in anticipation and when his lips finally wrapped around your clit, you couldn’t help but scream out his name. You had almost forgotten how good he was at eating you out, but now he easily brought the memories back.

His skilful lips and tongue licked and sucked every possible spot, and when he entered you with two fingers again, you couldn’t hold it back anymore. With one hand in his hair, you came hard, frantically bucking your hips and curling your toes.

Enjoying the aftermath of the magnificent orgasm, you came down from your high. Latrelle chuckled, proud of his achievement, and you heard him open his trousers. Your eyes shot open, suddenly realizing what you were doing. You seemed to instantly sober up, noticing how your dignity was hanging by a thread, ready to crash. This wasn’t what you had promised yourself, was it?

Latrelle fumbled with something which was supposedly a condom when you rose from the bed, straightening your clothes.

“What’s up, baby?” He asked, puzzled.

With a smirk, you turned to him, “Thanks for that, it was nice. But now you can fuck yourself.”

You grabbed your bag and stormed out of the room, out of the house, feeling incredible. You were proud of yourself for your strength and willpower. You were not going to walk right into a trap, his trap, the trap he called love.

You felt like a new woman.

#on my block #latrelle x reader #on my block x reader #on my block imagine #oscar diaz

[spookysmujer]

I really love your writing, like: 🔥❤!

I would like to request an imagine with spooky and s/o reader, in that one scene after Cesar didnt kill Latrell and Oscar denys Cesar coming back home and reader watches the whole thing and is like disappointed, maybe angst/fluff? Please

Thank you for you kind words! 😭 Here is your request, I hope you enjoy it 😘 (disclaimer: it was after the fact I wrote the fic that I realized you might have meant the scene in S2E1.. I am sorry if so!)

#request #oscar diaz x reader #omb #spookysmujer

[anna-justice]

my thoughts on 8x06...

i’ve never done this before, but i have so much to say, so here goes nothing. feel free to add or disagree, i’m gonna be up all night after that episode, so don’t worry about blowing up my inbox. 

1 - i’m not gonna lie, this episode for me didn’t live up to the hype of the spoilers. it was an amazing episode, definitely top 5 for jay centric, i was on the edge of my seat the whole time. but, the way they marketed the episode left me disappointed, just because the amazing content we got wasn’t the content i was expecting.

in addition to that, i know we all have said that we live the character based episodes, but this one took it a step further. this would have been a great episode to highlight upstead (not to give us cute scenes, but to show the audience that they were working), because as much as i love how well they still work, we didn’t get to see hailey comfort jay the same way he tried to comfort her in 8x04, and that didn’t make sense to me.

2 - why, why, why, why, why do the pd writers (and really OC in general) love to backtrack on family dynamics? i spent the entire episode trying to figure out why jay was so emotionally connected to this case, and by the end i thought i understood: that it was about what he would have done. but when he admits to latrell (is that how you spell it? idk) that it was about his dad, i literally screamed. 

until the 6x02 crossover, jay thought his dad was a mean, heartless bastard. now, while him not supporting him when he enlisted/joined the academy was a big part of that, THOSE WERE NOT THE ONLY REASONS. it couldn’t be, and the fact that the writers have made jay forgive him and so much more is ridiculous to me. and maybe it was a guilt thing for jay, because he never reconciled with his father, but i don’t understand how some old photos took away all resentment he had for his dad. 

3 - THE JAY AND HANK GROWTH! i was crying, but also hitting myself with a pillow. the concern that hank showed was so genuine, and it was so nice to see them getting along for once. also, it was a strange parallel to 7x18 that i loved, and for a while i was scared that jay was gonna go off the rails (and i was NOT ready for that, because as much as jay follows his heart/gets too close, it’s never been in opposition of his job), so i’m glad they ended it that way. 

^ i honestly can’t even collect my thoughts on this right now, so be ready for more later

4 - (and finally) THE PROMO! i have a theory, and maybe it’s a little out there, but i think Hailey is gonna get hurt. i know they set it up for it to be adam, but it seems too obvious. plus,at the end, it’s jay and kim running. where’s hailey? all rationality says it would be her behind jay and not kim. 

plus, adam was already shot this season, where as hailey has never been majorly injured on the job while in intelligence. i’m not saying that they take turns or anything, but i can’t imagine that they wouldn’t go with hailey for this. it’s set up too well. 

alright, wow, that was a lot. if you’re still here, thanks for reading through all that, lol. let’s talk about it!

#chicago pd #my heart can't take this #spoilers #rambling #hailey upton has my heart #SUCH a good episode #jay halstead

[page150]

Coats ❄🧥 Latrelle x Reader part. 1

Request: None 

Pronouns: None Stated 

Word Count: 643

Warnings: Mentions of being in a gang (not you) 

y/f/c - Favorite Color 

y/n - Your Name

It didn’t usually snow in Freeridge. Usually, it was sunny and warm. Perfect weather for shorts and a t-shirt which is what pretty much everyone wore. So, it was a surprise to you to wake up and see a thick layer of snow outside your window along with your neighbors in big jackets making a snowman. You smiled and quickly got out of bed. The house was freezing and when your toes touched the cold hardwood floor you danced in excitement. Pulling a y/f/c sweater out of your closet you texted Latrelle that you would be coming over. 

To: Lay Babe 

Have you checked outside?! I’ll be at your place in 30 mins, hopefully it’ll still be snowing

After getting dressed and brushing your teeth, you went into the hall closet and looked for your winter clothes. Digging through old coats and shoes you find your winter clothes. You put on a big black winter coat, ear puffs, and thick socks and boots. 

You were just about to head out when you felt your phone vibrate. 

From: Lay Babe 

Nah it‘s 2 cold, I’ll come over tmr 

To: Lay Babe 

I’m already dressed? With a thick coat we’ll be fine

From: Lay Babe 

Ion have a thick coat. 

You frowned at your phone. Why didn't he have a coat? You suddenly realized and wanted to facepalm yourself. Of course, he didn’t have a coat, the gang already treated him like sh*t. Where would he spend his money on winter clothes when it never snows? You stood in front of the door and looked through your wallet. 

“This might be enough for a coat and some mittens,” You whispered to yourself. 

You walked out of the house and felt the chill air slap your face. The snow crunched under your boots as you walked the 20 minutes to the store. Walking into the warm store you picked out a good coat (green of course), some black mittens, and some hot coco. A quick thought of how much money you were about to spend on him went through your mind but when you looked at your lockscreen, at the picture of him kissing your cheek, you decided it was okay. 

You paid for the items and watched as the machine sucked your Christmas money up, but in return you had a gift for your boo. 

You walked to his place and knocked on his door.  He opened the door and had his green track jacket on with his hair in two braids.

“Mama you gone freeze out here, get in.” He laughed and pulled you inside. 

You dropped your bags on the floor and handed him his cup of hot coco. 

“I got you some hot coco! It might be cold though, it’s 20 degrees outside.” You said. 

He grinned and took the hot coco out of your hand. Your eyes looked around at his house before glancing down at Latrelle, drinking his hot coco and looking inside your bags. He suddenly jumped up with a grin.

“You see mama, this is why I love you!” Latrelle said, he wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you so that your feet left the ground. “This coat is fye, thank you!” 

He put you down and kissed all over your face. He then went to give you a normal hug. One arm on your waist and the other on your back. You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

“I’ll pay you back, I promise” 

“You don’t need to boo. I want you to be warm and now we can go outside. It’s only 2, it’s still early!” You said cheerfully. 

“Anything for you mama”

Latrelle went into his room and came out a few minutes later. After taking a few cute pictures you and him finally went into the snowy weather together. 

Author’s Note: There needs to be more Latrelle Imagines! Idc Idc, but anyway I hope y’all like this one. There will be a part two soon and send in Requests! I hope y’all have a wonderful day. Please like and follow ~ k

#page150 #page150imagines #omb #on my block #on my block imagines #monse finnie #jamal turner #latrelle #latrelle x reader #latrelle imagines #oscar diaz #ceasar diaz #ruby martinez #jasmine #requests open #fanfic #imagines #writing

[marwritesgood]

Collateral | O. Diaz

Pairing: Oscar x Matinez!Reader

Timeframe: Post-Season One

Summary: When Y/n’s life is placed in jeopardy, everyone she loves is worried sick. Especially since it isn’t just her life on the line.

A/N: This imagine is pretty intense, so please just keep that in mind before reading. Am also considering writing a second part, so tell me what you think x

“Does it show?”

I looked at Oscar through his reflection in my full-length mirror. He had spent the night at my apartment, and was lounging on my bed, watching me intently as I got ready for Olivia’s quinceanera.

“Baby, you’re only a few months along,” he laughed, his smile growing wider as I rubbed my stomach. “- And I still don’t get why this is something you need to hide.”

As he spoke, he slowly got up from my bed and stood behind me, snaking his arms around my waist placing light kisses on the crook of my neck.

“It’s not that I wanna hide my pregnancy,” I began, turning and and looking Oscar in the eye. “Olivia’s just had a rough couple of months... Today should be about her. But, as soon as the Quinceanera is over, I will tell everyone, okay?”

“Whatever you say, babymama,” he whispers, before leaning in and kissing me softly. As he pulls away, I scrunch my nose at him.

“I thought I told you not to call me that,” I said, before wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls me closer and smiles. He did a lot of that- smiling and holding me close to him, even more so after we found out we were expecting our first child together. It was definitely something I could get used to.

“I’m just excited,” he murmured. “And I like knowing your my babymama... I like knowing we’re gonna be parents soon.”

And I liked it too. I really really did.

******

After Olivia and her court made their entrance, Cesar was helping me bring out the last platters of food to my mum, who was organising where everything was going.

“Are you sure you’re okay carrying that?” He asked, as I reached to pick up the last platter of quesadillas. “Because I can finish it up, so you can rest. I read that heavy lifting isn’t good for the-”

“Cesar, I will be fine,” I reassured him. “It’s just a plate of quesadillas. You and your brother are way too much alike, I swear.”

He picks up the last platters and follows me to where the food table was. People were already dancing in the middle of our driveway, my abuelita included.

“But, forreal, Y/n, if there’s anything I can do to make this whole thing easier-”

“Make what thing easier?”

My mother turned around abruptly, and snuck her way into our conversation. As she took the patters off our hands and organised them on the table, she managed to maintain eye contact with either me or Cesar throughout.

“Uh-”

As soon as Cesar spoke, I shot him a look and shook my head subtly. He nods and turns back to my mother, who was waiting for a reply from one of us.

“He means cleaning up,” I answered. “- After the qunices... Remember how I said I would help clean up, mami?”

“Oh... okay,” she replies, before turning her attention back to a distant relative who made their way over. I quickly pulled Cesar aside.

“I’m telling them after this is over, Cesar,” I began. “So can you please please not tell anyone for the next twelve hours? I want them to hear it from me.”

“Got it,” he nodded, before smirking at me. “Anything for my brother’s babymama.”

“Okay, whatever,” I laughed, before nudging his shoulder lightly. “Don’t have a certain Mose to be dancing with? I think they’re gonna be playing a slow song soon.”

As he walked away and headed towards where Monse was standing, I went back inside to get a head-start on cleaning the dishes. My mother had been cranky the entire week, so the least I felt I could do was make her workload as small as possible.

As I turned to grab the rest of the dirty dishes from the kitchen table, I noticed a hooded figure heading towards the entrance to where the dance floor was. Whenever you see something like that happen on our block, the first thing you need to do is warn the people who might be in harms way.

So I quickly headed towards where everyone was gathered, and I tried to look for where the hooded figure was walking. And then I found him, heading straight towards where Ruby, Olivia, Monse and Cesar were dancing. I knew instantly, then, who the figure was. 

Racing straight towards where the kids were dancing, I pulled Ruby behind me and instinctively shielded him from getting in harms way.

“Cesar!” Ruby yells, prompting Cesar to pull Monse behind him.

Latrelle pulled out an object from inside his jacket, and before I realised what he was about to do, a loud noise sounded throughout the perimeter and I felt a strong burning sensation on my right shoulder.

“Mija!”

The last thing I remember seeing was my mom racing towards me, and my brother cradling my head. Everything else became darkness in what felt like a spilt second.

******

As everyone fled the scene, either to follow the ambulance that carried Y/n, or to rush home to safety, Cesar sat on the steps of the Martinez’s front porch and waited for his older brother to arrive. Needless to say he was terrified of what was about to happen. And rightfully so.

“Cesar, I am gonna kill you.”

Never in his life had he ever seen his brother so angry. But Cesar understood why. Hell, he was just as angry at himself. It was because of him that the lives of his brother’s soulmate and their firstborn were on the line.

“Oscar, I’m so sorr-”

Before he could finish crying out an apology, Spooky’s fist collided with his jaw. 

“The one time, Cesar.” Oscar’s voice began to crack, something Cesar was not unfamiliar with, but knew was a significant sign. He really messed up. “The one time I count on you for something, you let me down.”

“I know, I’m so so-”

“No.” Oscar kissed his teeth loudly and aggressively kicked the rocks on the pavement. “You fucked up, Cesar. You fucked up really bad.”

“What do I do, Oscar?” At this point he was begging. Begging for his brother to do what he had done his whole life: save him and clean up his mess. “Tell me what to do and I’ll do it.”

“You can’t do anything,” Oscar replied monotonously. “Come pick your stuff up from the crib tomorrow, and don’t ever show your face to me again... You’re done.”

“No,” Cesar cried, following after his older brother like a lost puppy. “Please. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I didn’t know this would happen. Please just help me fix this. Please, Oscar.”

With fought back tears and a lump in his throat, Oscar turned around and engulfed his little brother in a hug.

“I love you, mana,” he whispered. “But you’re on your own.”

******

The next thing I saw was the ceiling of my hospital room. After a few more days of being in the hospital, I was finally discharged and my parents brought me home where I agreed to stay until I felt safe and well enough to go back to my apartment.

“Thank goodness you and the baby are okay,” my abuelita commented, as she tucked me into bed. The same bed Olivia used. I never wanted to leave home as much as I did when I found out that’s where I would be crashing until I healed up. “I can’t believe I’m gonna. be a great-grandmother.”

“I can’t believe I’m gonna be a Grandmother,” my mother chimed in, as she began unpacking my hospital bags into the drawers. 

“I didn’t want you guys to find out this way,” I muttered, as I leaned back against the headboard. “Are you... Are you two mad?”

Before the twins were born, I was the only girl in my family. With that in mind, both my mother and grandmother have always held high expectations when it came to me and my future. As much as I loved Spooky, and loved the fact that we were gonna be bringing life into the world, it would mean just as much to me to know that they were okay with this too.

After exchanging looks with one another, my mother sighed before placing my clothes down and sitting on the edge of the bed. Abuelita does the same.

“Of course we aren’t, mija,” my mom whispers, before gently grabbing hold of my hand. “Do we think this maybe could’ve happened a bit later in your life, sure. But, with everything that’s happened, and everything we’ve been through... Mija, you are so strong, and courageous.”

“You don’t have to-” I began, wiping the tears away from my eyes.

“I saw what you did for your brother that night,” she whispered. “You’re gonna be an amazing mother, and I cannot wait to meet my grandchild.”

“-and great-grandchlid,” Abuelita added.

They both leaned towards me for a hug, before pulling away after hearing Ruby knock on my door. After they let go of me, we all turned to the doorway. There, we saw Oscar holding a duffel bag and a bowl from the Chinese takeaways places located across from my apartment.

“We’ll give you some privacy,” my mother whispered, before following Ruby and Abuelita out the door. “- Pero, keep the door open! One grandbaby is enough.”

I rolled my eyes, and sat up, before patting the empty space next to me so Oscar could sit down. I hadn’t seen him since I first woke up in the hospital. It was needless to say I missed him. Very much.

“I got you that combo you like,” he explained, before placing the bowl of food on the nightstand. “I know it’s one of your cravings.”

“How’d you figure that out?” I asked, smiling at how much attention he paid to the little details. I always appreciated that about him. It showed a lot.

“You used to like the other combo, remember?” He smiled, before reaching for my hand. I did remember. “Then, when you became my babymama you started getting this one... Like everyday.”

“I missed hearing you call me that,” I whispered. “How come you didn’t come visit me the past few days?”

I was asking more out of concern than anything else, but it still did hurt not seeing him, even if it was just for a few days.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he said, crinkling his eyebrows at the realisation that he hurt me, even if it was unintentional. “I... had to deal with some things.”

“Yeah... like the truce?” Oscar raised his eyebrows. Shocked that I knew about it so quickly. “Jamal kept me company in the hospital, before I was discharged this morning.”

He laughed, and continued to rub his thumb across the back of my hand. I stared at our hands intently for a while, until I noticed the faint trace of bruising along his knuckles. I had a small idea as to who he might have punched.

“You kicked Cesar out didn’t you?”

He coughed lightly, and straightened his posture, which gave me more than enough answer.

“Spooky, c’mon, he never meant for this to happen.”

“It’s done, Y/n.” His mind was already made up, and I knew better than to try and convince his stubborn ass to think otherwise. I also knew he would come around eventually. He loved Cesar too much to just leave him out in the cold.

I did too.

*****

It was New Years Eve, and around about a month since Olivia’s quinceanera. I had excused myself from the party going on at home, because I noticed a familiar figure standing in front of the memorial we made to Olivia outside of our gates. 

Cesar was standing in front of her photo, with his head down and tear running down his cheeks. I slowly walked behind him and draped my blanket over his shoulder.

“How many times have I told you to wear something warm when you’re out at night?” I whispered, catching him by surprise.

He looked different. Like the light had been sucked out his soul. It broke my heart to see him like that.

“Y/n? What are you doing?”

“Making sure you don’t catch a cold,” I joked, before wrapping my arm around him for extra warmth. “And also making sure you don’t enter the New Year alone.”

“Wh-why?” He seemed to be genuinely confused. “After everything, I thought you never wanted to see me again.”

“Cesar...”

“I wouldn’t blame you,” he cried, looking at his feet. “It’s my fault all of this happened. It’s my fault you got shot. It’s my fault Olivia...”

“Hey, stop that,” I murmured, before lifting his chin up and holding his face with both of my hands. The way I used to with Mario and Ruby whenever they would get overwhelmed. Which happened a lot. “Cesar, this was not your fault... None of it.”

“You mean that?”

“Of course I do.” Without thinking twice, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into a hug. “If I hadn’t been on bed rest for the past month, and if this baby would stop kicking me every goddam second, I would have told you this earlier... Stop beating yourself up about this, Cesar. You never meant to hurt anyone... I know that. Olivia knew that... Hell, even your niece knows that.”

“Niece?” He finally broke a smile, and it finally felt like the light was coming back. Both into his soul and mine. “It’s a girl?”

“I found out two days ago. You’re the only one who knows.”

“Really? You haven’t even told Oscar?”

“No, not yet,” I replied. “But when I make the announcement, you have to act surprised. Ruby will never forgive me if he finds out I told you and didn’t tell him.”

Cesar and I stood outside the gate laughing. And for the first time in a month, I finally felt okay again. Now that Cesar knew I didn’t blame him for what happened, I finally felt like I had my family back. 

Even if him and his brother hadn’t quite reconciled yet.

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