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forever1kay · 10 months

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POWER TRIP !!

Summary: When Miles is forced on a vacation with his mother and a bunch of people from his mom’s past, he expects to be miserable the entire time. But little does he know, you’re lots of fun to be around…

Pairing: Earth 42 Miles x Fem!Black!Reader (Both are 17)

Notes: My friend did not have time to translate for me so I had to take matters into my own hands and use SpanishDict and DeepL. If the translations are shit, please correct me in the comments. I’d really appreciate it. Also, If I mentioned anything about Miles’ hair being in a low ponytail or a bun, I meant what I said. He reminds me of Latrelle from on my block so his hair is very versatile in my mind💀 With that being said, I hope you all enjoy!

Warning(s): Implied Grumpy x Sunshine trope, profanity of course, Rio is definitely an instigator (she means well), Miles is annoyed for majority of the story, rushed relationship, Y/n’s dad is annoying, teenagers in love (you wish that was you huh?) Let me know if I forgot anything!!

When Miles’ mother bursts into his room, speaking in frantic Spanglish about how Miles needs to pack a bag, he has to stop and look at the expression on her face to realize nothing is wrong and he doesn’t need to kill anyone tonight.

His mother tells him that a few of her closest friends from high school had found her Facebook and wanted to meet up, and he couldn’t stay home alone after that stunt he pulled last week when she had to work extra hours at the hospital. And not only did he have to go, but he had to bring his younger cousin Dillon as well so his uncle Aaron could “handle some business.”

Miles just sighed, knowing he couldn’t argue with his mother and began to pack his bags. Three days later, him, Dillon, and his mother had landed in Orlando and were standing in the lobby of an overly colorful hotel. As his mother was checking in, Miles realized he’d rather be anywhere else.

After receiving their right room numbers, the three of them walked to their rooms to settle in before returning to the lobby, where all hell broke loose.

His mother had made the decision to scream and approach two other women who were also screaming. Miles could only shake his head and wish to go home. He thought about escape routes, ride arrangements, and even the possibility of staying at Uncle Aaron's house.

However, his inner thoughts were interrupted as his face was forced into someone's chest.

“Lil’ man!” A random chubby man yelled, his hand tangled into Miles curly ponytail. “You was this big last time I seen you! You done grew some! How old you is?”

“I’m seventeen.” Miles said, his voice muffled by the guy’s chest.

“Seventeen! Damn, how time flies by. You remember me?”

“Nah.” Miles said curtly.

“Miles.” His mother started, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t, ma. ¿Querías que mintiera?”

“Watch the attitude, Miles.” She said, thumping him on the forehead before embracing the strange man and the two screaming women. “These are my friends from high school. Michael, Linda, and Nicole.”

“Nice to meet you.” Dillon and Miles said in unison.

Linda grabbed Michael’s hand before gesturing to the children behind her. “These are our kids; Y/n and Jacob.”

Nicole then joined in. “And these are my sons, Jonny and Tito.”

Miles looks to each kid as they’re being introduced, but he lets his eyes linger on Y/n a little longer until Tito spoke.

“En realidad, mi nombre es Salvador. No Tito. I don’t know why they still call me that.”

Miles chuckles. “I feel you.”

“So how old are you all now?” Miles’ mother asks, squeezing her friends’ children into a hug.

The kids all name their age, and Rio gets excited immediately.

“Y/n and Miles you’re the same age! And Jacob you’re the same age as Dillon! You can all be such great friends. ¡Qué amoroso!”

The adults talk about their kids closeness in age for a second before Rio opens her mouth again.

“Papá, sé amable y ayúdala con sus maletas.”

“No necesita mi ayuda, mami.”

“Miles.”

“Vale, vale…”

“Y/n!” Rio yelled excitedly, gaining your attention. “Miles will help you with your bags.”

You waved your hands and shook your head frantically. “Oh, Mrs. Morales it’s okay! My dad can-“

“Oh don’t worry about him, I insist! Go, Miles.”

Miles sighs as silently as he can and then grabs all four of Y/n’s bags effortlessly, looking at her to lead the way to her room.

“Come back quickly!” Michael yelled, fixing his voice to make it sound deeper than it already was. “Put the bags down and that’s all.”

“Okay, dad. Chill.”

Y/n and Miles walk in silence, never speaking a word to each other although Y/n's stare spoke volumes.

They return to the lobby mostly silently after setting the bags down, with Y/n opening and closing her mouth a few times but never really managing to say anything but “do you like bread?” Which earned her a side eye from Miles.

When they got back, Jonny told them what the adults had decided.

“We’re going to Disney springs.”

Together with a few other hotel guests, the ten of them boarded the Disney shuttle bus and left.

When they got there, the adults made the decision to play a game of rock, paper, scissors to determine where they would all have dinner tonight. Nicole won and decided to let the kids choose.

Michael made an attempt to bribe them into choosing the T-Rex Café, but they all side eyed him and chose Planet Hollywood.

When they arrived, a makeshift red carpet led up to the entryway. Somewhere in the middle, one of the employees offered to take a group photo of them.

Miles took three pictures, two of them courtesy of his mother who insisted they were pictures he should be taking.

One as a group, one with his mother, himself, and Dillon, and one with Y/n.

Both were a little awkward. The former had Rio kissing Miles on the face and pinching Dillon's cheek in public, while the latter… was an interesting thing to talk about.

After taking a picture with his mother and cousin, Miles was about to walk away when Mom stopped him and said

“Y/n! Would you like to take a picture with Miles?”

Miles was so shocked that he couldn’t speak, and Y/n would have dropped her phone had it not been for Jacob's fast reflexes.

“O-oh, no Mrs. Morales, he doesn’t even want to take a picture and I myself am so of tired of pictures, you know, with the flash and everything.”

“Girl don’t play with me.” Linda spoke, inserting herself into their conversation. “You’re a model. You do this for a living. Just take a quick picture with Miles and we can go.”

“Baby she don’t need to take a picture with no boys.” Michael whined, turning his wife to face him.

“You know he’s a good kid, Mike. He’s Rio’s son.”

Y/n's parents continued to argue as she nervously walked over to Miles on the carpet while Rio and the photographer instructed them to smile.

Although Miles didn't smile, he calmly wrapped his arm around Y/n, who jumped at the touch and stared up at him in shock.

“Smile for me, ángel.” Miles spoke lowly enough for only Y/n to hear, meeting her eyes and smirking.

After taking the photo, the photographer gave it to Rio and instructed them to enter the restaurant. Miles walked away from Y/n without another word.

After that awkward fiasco, the group entered the restaurant and were immediately welcomed and seated. Y/n ultimately found herself seated next to Miles, and she could not stop worrying about whether or not her chewing would be too loud. But instead of thinking in her head like normal people, Y/n muttered under her breath, a lot like Deku from My Hero Academia (ifykyk).

Miles noticed and chuckled to himself.

A server took their order a little while later, and a short while after that, they left to look around at the movie props and film scripts around the restaurant.

Later that night, the adults left their kids some money and went on a hot air balloon ride. Since Miles already had money of his own, he gave Dillon the borrowed money and then walked away alone.

Well, at least he thought he was alone.

When he realized he wasn’t, he nearly backhanded the intruder, but they were quicker than he'd thought and caught his wrist.

“Um, okay. Wow. I definitely could’ve died.” Y/n spoke, dropping Miles’ wrist.

“My bad.” Miles spoke, looking her up and down. “Why didn’t you go with everyone else? They need someone to watch after them.”

“Trust me, they don’t. Salvador is very responsible.” She informed him. “Besides, how do you know I’m responsible enough to watch over them?”

Miles shrugged and moved away from Y/n to lean onto the only railing that separates them from the water. "I don't."

Y/n chuckled and then followed him, leaning against the same railing but facing Miles.

Miles gave her a stank face. “I actually came over here to remove myself from you…”

Y/n shrugs. “You intrigue me.”

“Yeah?” Y/n nods. “How so?”

“Well I don’t know.” Y/n shrugs, “In my experience, silent people are the most interesting.”

“Or the most deadly, depends on who you know.”

“Cmon, drop the hood nigga persona and let’s be besties for the rest of this trip.”

“Nah.”

“It’ll be fun!”

Miles rolls his eyes. “You are something else.”

“I know, you’ll get used to it eventually. Three months top.”

“You said for the rest of this trip.”

“Well obviously I lied.”

“She lied. Of course she did.” Miles spoke to himself. “We can’t just be civil and be quiet?”

“No, we have to be besties. It’s the only way or else I’ll cry and your mom will let my dad beat you up.”

“He can try, but I can fight.”

“Please!”

“No.”

“Please!”

“No.”

“Come onnnnn!!”

“No.”

“Miles!”

“Okay, mama. Okay. I’ll be your Bestie for the rest of the trip.”

“You won’t regret it! Okay, now let’s go have fun!”

Surprisingly, Miles let Y/n to lead him aimlessly around Disney Springs until they left. The following few days, he allowed her to continue dragging him around.

When it came time for everyone to return home, Y/n's family made the decision to take drop everyone else off at the airport (since the four of them actually lived in Florida and didn't need to leave the state).

This time, Y/n was the one insisting something. That something being walking them into the airport while Rio insisted that it was fine.

Y/n won, which meant her dad had also decided to walk them in just “to make sure Y/n won’t get lost.”

“So,” Y/n started, linking her pinky with Miles who surprisingly enough didn’t seem to have a problem with it, “How was it to be my Bestie for a week?”

Miles chuckled. “You’re not all that bad.”

“I’m not all that bad? Don’t you mean it was the best experience of your life and you can’t wait to see me again?”

“Nah, I ain’t say all that.”

“But you meant it. It’s okay to admit that I’m super funny and cool and pretty and you absolutely love me.”

Miles chuckled again, which was out of character for him.

Rio checked the time and spoke up

"Miles, dile adiós. Tenemos que irnos. Te esperaré allí.”

Miles nods and turns to face Y/n, but Rio quickly pushes him aside and embraces the girl.

“It was so nice to see you again, hermosa! We’ll have to keep better contact so we can see you and your family again, okay?”

“Okay, Mrs Morales! It was so nice to meet you in person and I really enjoyed your company this weekend. You’re so sweet!”

“No, you’re so sweet! Much love to you sweetie, we’ll plan something soon.” She kisses you on the cheek before pulling your father out of the way so you and Miles can have a moment.

“So,” Miles turns to you, but gets interrupted by you throwing your arms around him.

“I’m gonna miss you, bestie!”

Miles smiles down at her, finally wrapping his arms around her waist. “I’m gonna miss you too, mama.”

“See, I knew you loved me.”

Miles' eyesight travels from her lips to her eyes and back again. Naturally, Y/n can't keep quiet.

“You look like you want to kiss me.”

“Quiero besarte.”

“Do it, no balls.”

Miles chuckles before kissing Y/n twice on the lips and trying to lean in once again, but of course both of their parents broke up them up by clapping and raising their voices in protest.

Yet again, Y/n can’t keep quiet.

She looks up at Miles with hearts in her eyes. “…you taste like strawberries and rainbows.”

Miles rolls his eyes before pecking Y/n's lips once more, prompting yet another outburst from their parents.

"Cálmate, mami. Please!” Miles whined while Y/n shook her head at her father with wide eyes.

Y/n grinned as she pulled away from Miles and pulled her phone from her back pocket. “I don't have your number.

Miles took her phone and swiftly entered his number before handing it back to her and holding her hands in his, gently moving backward as he does so. "Let’s keep in touch, yeah?"

Y/n nods, saying bye to Miles as he pulls away and walks over to his mom, of course waving a goodbye to Y/n’s dad as well.

BONUS:

When he got home later and took his phone off of airplane mode, Miles felt his phone buzz in his pocket with a text from an unknown number who he could only assume was you..

Translations (may be inaccurate or in Spain Spanish btw, so please correct me if needed):

¿Querías que mintiera? - Did you want me to lie?

En realidad, mi nombre es Salvador. No Tito. - Actually, my name is Salvador. Not Tito.

¡Qué amoroso! - How sweet!

Sé amable y ayúdala con sus maletas - be kind and help her with her bags.

No necesita mi ayuda, mami. - She doesn’t need my help, mommy.

Vale, vale… - Okay, okay…

Miles, dile adiós. Tenemos que irnos. Te esperaré allí. - Miles, say goodbye. We have to go. I’ll wait for you over there.

Quiero besarte. - I want to kiss you.

Cálmate, mami - Calm down, mommy

#lovekaia #marvel #kaiaxmarvel #mcu #into the spider verse #black coded reader #across the spiderverse #miles morales x reader #spiderman #prowler miles #prowler miles x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #atsv x you #x black reader #fem reader

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xxbabyspookyxx · 24 days

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Oscar Diaz x F! reader

It felt like life went slow the moment you spotted Latrelle past Olivia and Ruby, You couldn't move, this wasn't supposed to happen, "Ruby!" You screamed, "Ruby! ruby! no no no my baby!" was the last thing you paid attention too, you stood in shock, you blinked and time still felt slow, Olivia's blood splattering everywhere and the screaming from your auntie, stumbling out of the area you couldn't quite make out the red impala speeding down the street, till Oscar was shaking you and Santos were running around looking for the shooter.

.....

{I'm picturing Oscar as 21ish and you 18 nearly 19}

You stared into the mirror at the woman before you, baggy eyes, cracked lips and tear stains, tears started swelling up at the thought of the young women you've gotten close too.

A knock rang out through your room, "Yea" You yell out staring at the door through the mirror, Oscar peeked his head in and spotted you on the floor, "Hey, tu tía,said you'd be in here" He shut the door behind him and sat on your bed staring at you, "Yea..."you turned to him and bit into your cheek, "I..That-" Oscar shook his head and slid onto the floor in front of you pulling you into him, "I should've handled it, not Cesar, I'm sorry you had to go through it" He whispered patting your hair.

You pulled away and smiled, "It's just fate" you shrugged and laid back onto him, his arms resting on his hiked up legs {can yall picture that?} he hummed and pulled you further into him, "Ill get us out one day, no more deaths, nothing" you hope so.

tu tía - your auntie, hopefully my spanish is horrible

#oscardiaz #fluff #onmyblock

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page150 · 3 years

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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

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idontblushsrry · 5 years

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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

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spookysprincesa · 5 years

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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

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

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stressedemoblackbratz · 2 years

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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

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angelbabyszn · 4 years

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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.

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ingeniousmindoftune · 2 years

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If I wanted...

Requested: No.

Warnings: Mentions of Oscar dating you at a young age// He was 28 at the time. *You lied about your age.*

Description: In which you’re Monse’s older cousin who visits for the summer and happens to also be Latrelle’s ex/baby mama

Oscar Diaz x Black Reader!

“Monse, what’s on your mind?”

You ask entering the room seeing her leaned against the window with her back turned towards you. Her sobs that she thought were quiet, weren’t quiet at all. You closed the door behind you running your hand over your stomach. “It’s Caesar.” I sighed deeply, if anyone knew anything about dating the wrong types of boys from Freeridge; you did. Every day you looked over your shoulder since you been back. Especially with Spooky them finding out you were carrying Latrelle’s baby. Even Monse’s friends looked at you like you were the villain. But in all reality, you was just another girl who fallen for his lies.

“What happened now, hermana?”

Monse always looked up to you. She thought you were the perfect example of a woman, she admired you so. And you hated it because you was no one’s perfect example. In fact, you were far from it but you and Monse were very close. So whenever she was hurting, you were hurting. “He said he doesn’t want to be with me because my cousin is the girlfriend of his enemy!” I sighed deeply, Caesar was much like his brother. They didn’t know what the hell they wanted. “Girl, forget Caesar. There’s plenty other fish in the sea. And did you give him a piece of your mind?”

You walked over wiping her tears. “Wipe those tears, hermana. He isn’t worth them.”

Shaking her head. “I did but I love him.” Sighing deeply, you nodded your head standing to your feet, you didn’t say another word to her. Grabbing your flats, you put them on and sprinted out her room and out the front door, making your walk to Spooky’s to pay him and his brother a visit. If they had a problem with anyone, it needed to be with you and they were gonna say whatever they had to say behind your back… to your face!

Bold. That’s what you were and it’s what a lot of people couldn’t stand most about you. You weren’t afraid to speak your own and for damn sure you weren’t afraid to hold your ground.

“Hyna, where you going in such a rush? You know being pregnant you can’t walk as fast as you like.”

You rolled your eyes at the sound of Oscar’s voice. You stopped and turned your attention to him. Not only were you Latrelle’s ex girl and baby mother- You were also Oscar’s ex as well, the entire situation was complicated. The thing was, you were young when you and Oscar had your fling so no one ever knew about it and if anyone did- Especially Monse’s dad- shit wouldn’t be sweet. “I’m coming to see you and your boys. But mainly your brother Caesar. Whom just broke up with my little cousin because of shit he doesn’t have a clue about! All of you just assuming shit but don’t know the full story.”

He leans back looking at you, “Okay then, tell me the full story. Huh? You the one come rolling back in town after seven years. You the one who fucked around with a damn Prophet$ and had his baby, not to mention he like what? half your age? He a whole ass kid, you know how that make you look??”

“First of all, when I met the kid he told me he was twenty-one. Second, I know you not running your mouth because when you and I hooked up I lied about my age and I was fifteen. So don't say shit else to me about how it makes me look, I already know how it makes me look. I came to town for my cousin, her mother died and she needed me. Are you mad that I had a baby by him or Are you mad that I didn't come back for you?”

Oscar lets out a deep chuckle, he turned off his car. You held your ground, you didn't care how upset you had made him. He walked around the front of the car and leaned against the passenger side door looking at you. “You know why I’M UPSET.” He spoke sternly. You were only twenty-one now. You still didn’t have your life figured out and yet you were having a baby, deep down you were only glad few people knew who the father of your baby was, because if it got out in the streets- you would be a target. Anyone could imagine how in love you was with this man, You lied about your age at the time and always felt bad about it. When he found out, he ended things with you and, when he did, You decided to leave and move in with your mother across the globe. You had never looked back either until your phone call from Monse, but not a day never went by did you stop thinking about Oscar. You loved him, hell, You still love him.

“No, I DON’T. All of you are looking at me like I’m the damn enemy when I’m not. I been out the loop for years, you said it yourself. How the hell was I supposed to know who he was?”

Oscar brushes the side of his face. “Doesn’t matter. The damage is done.” Rolling your eyes, you started to walk away from him. He stopped you by grabbing your hand. “So, what’s the story? You gonna tell me so maybe I can possibly resolve this situation for you? You know Sadeyes not gonna allow you to step foot on the grounds. You carrying a Prophet$ baby. You not familia anymore.” Looking at him and hearing him say those words hurt. Considering, at one point in time these people were the only family you had in Freeridge. Sadeyes was always like your brother. And now this?

“The story is I’m not his girl, never was. It was a one-night stand that I wish never happened,” You answered. “Second, he doesn’t know about the baby. And never will if I have anything to say about it.”

He just looked at you. When you left Freeridge, you had taken a part of him with you. He really did love you, and he wasn't just fuming over the fact you were carrying that kids baby, he was fuming over the fact- it wasn’t his.- HE still loved you too. And deep down, he always imagined the life you both wanted- Leaving here, him starting over some place else- opening up the restaurant he always wanted- and the two of you having kids running around. You might have been fifteen at the time, but you had the mind of a older woman, and you were certainly good in bed. He deep down always hated you for what you did, lying to him and having him believe something that wasn’t true.

“I can’t change my brother’s mind. But, I’ll talk to him,” He assured.

You shook your head. “You need to get your boys to fall back to, I don’t need this Spooky. I really don’t. I don’t need to be looked at like some enemy, I just want my time here to be smooth. I won’t be here long.” He frowned. He wasn’t so thrilled about you leaving, He didn’t want you to leave. He wanted you to stick around no matter how he came off, he still loves you. “When you leaving?” You shrugged. “I’m only staying for another week and hopefully I can leave. Like I said, I just came for Monse. But, I need to talk to Caesar.”

“You not talking to him, I will. He not going to listen to you.” He stops you, this time his hand on your breast.

You looked down at his hand, than back up at him. “Would you kindly remove your hand from my breast?” He slightly removed it than chuckles. “IF I can recall, you used to like my hand being on you, in all types of places.” Rolling your eyes. “That was then. This is now.” Turning on your heels to go back to the house and check on Monse, “I still love you!” You heard him say from behind. You stopped. Your eyes darted back and forth as you closed them, all you could seee was black and, all you could hear was those words. You soon felt him behind you and his signature cologne. “If you still loved me, you wouldn’t let this shit be happening with your friends.”

“If I wanted,” He trailed off. “If I wanted to hurt you, I would have hurt you and If I wanted you dead, you’d be dead.” He told you.

You shook your head looking away from him. Sometimes, you wondered what you saw in him. Growing up you had to raise yourself so at the time you never knew how bad your actions were until he told you that night, luckily, no one ever knew about the two of you but Sadeyes always suspected. “It doesn’t matter because you did hurt me. Not just back then but you got the Santos turning their back on me.” You look over at him, rubbing my stomach and tapping on it trying to get him to move around and he did. “I told you, Hyna, I’ll fix it.” You didn’t care at this point.

“It doesn’t matter, Spooky. Just tell them the baby isn’t his, okay? I don’t want to be the reason my cousin and her boyfriend breaks up.”

Spooky looks down at you. “Since when you call me, Spooky?” He never liked the idea of you calling him Spooky, it just never felt right coming out your mouth. You were, at one point, his hyna. So being called Spooky by you just felt odd. “I’m sorry about lying to you back then, Spooky. I really am and you’re spooky to me now because that's your nick name. isn’t it? Or has it changed in the last seven years?”

“It’s still Spooky.” He answers, He couldn’t resist.

He placed his hand on your stomach, and your baby kicked like crazy. He laughed, he thought it was the cutest thing yet. You smiled up at him, seeing that smile of his always made your day. Spooky never smiled much but when he was with you or his brother, he smiled. You were the two people that could make him smile or laugh.

“Is it a girl or boy?” He asks as the both of you walked the beach

This was one of his favorite places. He said he felt free here, like he could be something else. Someone different from the leader of Santos. You were the second person he had ever brought here.

“It’s a boy,” You smiled softly as he placed his hand on your stomach again earning the same response.

Oscar kneeled in front of you, He just was amazed at the little kicks and he smiled seeing your son’s foot print through your stomach. “Does it hurt?” He looked up to you, shaking your head no. “No. Not always. But he’s never kicked this much, so he must like you.” You place your hand on his, old feelings coming back like a wrecking ball.

“You still love me?” He looks up to you.

Nodding your head. He stood to his feet, placing his hand on the side of your face, he looked you in the eyes. “And I still love you. No matter how wrong the situation was at the time, I still love you. I never stopped thinking about you.” You smile at him, he kisses you. You kissed him back. Wrapping his arm around your waist, and your stomach, he nods his head. “Stay.”

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eddieismypimp · 3 years

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Stay with me

Finally after AGES!

Oscar X Reader

Requested by pisces_502 (I hope you like it babe! Sorry for the very very long wait!)

Ruby, Jamal, Monse and I were setting up for Jasmine’s quince. Everything looked great. I gotta give it to Ruby, he’s an awesome party planner. “No, the chips should go over here!” I heard Monse yell. “No, they’re staying where I put them.” Ruby said, snatching the chips out of Monse’s hand. I laughed as they fought over who got the chips, eventually spilling the whole bowl on the floor. I shook my head, they’ve been like this ever since I met them. I’ve known them for years now, like since they were little. I met them when I started dating Oscar, he was 19, I was 16, and Cesar was 12. He always followed us around, Oscar thought it was annoying but I thought it was precious. Soon after, I met all his friends. Jamal was my favorite, he was a little drama queen. “Guys, you should just stop fighting.” Jamal said. “Besides, Ruby knows what he’s doing, I think we should listen to him.” “Thank you Jamal.” Ruby said. “I’m glad someone recognizes the expert here.” “Oh shut up, the both of you.” Monse said crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m gonna go get more chips.” Ruby said. “Monse, you clean this up, seeing as you’re the one who caused this mess.” Monse scoffed. I just sat back and watched the whole thing. It’s good to know some things never change. I smiled at the thought. A couple more minutes of them arguing over who should clean up the chip mess goes by when my phone starts ringing. It was Oscar. “Hey baby.” I said. “Hi mi amor.” He says. “Me and Cesar should be there soon, we had to take care of something.” I didn’t like the sound of that, but I didn’t push it. I don’t like knowing about that stuff, and Oscar doesn’t like telling me about it. “Okay, just be careful baby and get here soon.” I said. “We will be, we should be there in the next ten minutes” He said. “Okay, I love you.” I said. “I love you too” I can’t wait until he gets here. I got something important to tell him. I’ve been feeling yucky lately so I made an appointment and found out I was 4 months pregnant. I was extremely scared but Oscar and I have been talking about having a child anyway so I know he will be supportive. “Okay guys, how do I look?” We all looked over and saw Olivia in her dress. She looked beautiful. “You look great Olivia.” Monse said almost immediately. “Yeah.” Ruby said with a proud smile. “Okay, the guests should be showing up at any minute, we gotta make sure this place is beautiful.” Ruby said walking out the back door. “Ruby, everything looks perfect.” I said walking up behind him and patting his back supportively. “Yeah, it looks really beautiful Ruby.” Olivia said. He smiled at her. The doorbell started ringing and Ruby started panicking. “Okay people, the guests are here, act normal.” He ran to the front door and fixed his suit before opening the door with a smile. “Hi, thank you all so much for coming.”

It’s been almost an hour since I last talked to Oscar and he’s still not here. I’m getting a little worried. I was about to call him when I saw him and Cesar walk into the backyard. I sighed in relief as he walked up to me. “I’m sorry baby, Cesar couldn’t pick out what to wear.” He said laughing. I laughed a little, still a bit upset. “It’s okay, I was just really worried about you guys.” “I know baby, I know.” He said pulling me into a hug and kissing the top of my head.

After Oscar showed up, we danced for so long I honestly lost track of time. After a while though, I got really thirsty so I told him I would be right back. I walked to the refreshments table and got a bottle of water. I looked over and saw Ruby and Olivia slow dancing. Finally. They’re so cute. Everything was going well until I looked over and saw Latrell. What the hell is he doing here? Just then I saw him pull something out of his jacket and point it at Ruby. It was a gun! “Ruby!” I shouted which caused everyone to look at me. I ran over to where he was but before I knew it, I was on the ground in pain. I heard Oscar shouting and two more gun shots. Oscar was by my side in an instant, putting my head in his lap. “Hey! Hey! Stay with my baby.” Oscar said. “It’s gonna be okay I promise. I heard multiple screams and Mrs. Martinez scream for someone to call 911. I looked over and saw Ruby and Olivia on the ground. They were holding hands. It didn’t look like Olivia was responsive. “Ruby.” I said quietly. Oscar grabbed my face in his hands and made me look at him. “No no my baby, Ruby is fine.” “You just need to focus on my voice and steadying your breathing.” I nodded as best as I could. I laid like that for what felt like an eternity before the ambulance finally showed up. I was slipping in and out of consciousness so everything was a blur after that. When I gained consciousness, I noticed I was in a hospital. I saw Oscar speaking to the doctor over by the door. They haven’t noticed I was awake yet. I looked down and saw that my torso was wrapped in gauze. My first thought was “Thank god I’m alive.” My second thought almost immediately after that was “Oh my god, my baby.” I started panicking. “My baby.” I said. Oscar and the doctor ran over to me. Oscar grabbed my hands. “Baby, you gotta calm down my love.” He said trying to soothe me. “ But.. my baby.” I said starting to cry. “You and the baby are just fine Ms. L/n.” The doctor said smiling at me. I looked at her. “Are you sure.” I asked still worried. “Yes ma’am, I’m one hundred percent positive.” She said. I laid back and finally relaxed. “Thank god.” I looked at Oscar. “I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you, I was gonna tell you at the party.” I said. “Hey, it’s okay, I’m not upset with you at all, I’m so relieved you’re okay.” He said kissing me all over my face. “Wheres Ruby and Olivia?” I asked worried all over again. He got quiet. “Ruby is fine, he got shot in the chest but he’s stable and he’ll be fine.” He said. I nodded thankfully. “What about Olivia?” It was silent for a minute. “She didn’t make it.” Oscar said. My eyes welled up with tears. “I know baby, I know it’s horrible.” Oscar said pulling me in for a hug. “You need to get some rest so you can heal quicker mama, we can go visit Ruby in the morning okay?” “Okay.” I said, not realizing how much pain I was in until this very second. “I love you so much.” Oscar said kissing my cheek. “I love you too.”

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kamiiikos · 3 years

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“Ride or Die” Latrelle x Reader story

Summary: After your dad loses his job due to his company going bankrupt. Your family is forced to settle in Freeridge Los Angeles. The neighborhood is full of violence that takes place nearly everyday. One night you find yourself walking home due to your parents working over time, and happen to be pulled up on by a young boy around the same age as you. His attractive appearance mesmerizes you even though your gut feeling is telling you he's trouble.

Warnings: There’s a sexual assault scene in chapter one. And later on there will be small smut parts.

Word count: 2k+

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Warning- there's an sexual assault scene in this chapter you have been warned.

Song - Aura by Mariah the Scientist

Ride or die..

Many people use the term to describe a relationship that has been through a lot, or a person in the actual relationship. But being a ride or die doesn't always mean the relationship is going to be rainbows and sunshines all the time. Just as any other relationship it's gonna have it's ups and downs. Society today paints ride or die as 'goals'. They want to / like to put their partners through as much as possible, for example. Cheating they'll test their partner by cheating to see if they'll stay or not. Which is some load of bs, why would anyone want to be put through that? I ask myself..

"[Name] finish putting away those boxes so we can go and meet the neighbors please."A harsh sigh exits my mouth as I give my mother a pout followed by an eye roll.

"Jesus mom, this neighborhood is pretty rough. Couldn't we stay with Auntie and 'em?"

"For the last time, No. This place is cheap and affordable. Plus your a teenager now I know your needing your privacy and your own room. Though this neighborhood isn't what we're used to.. it's gonna have to work. We'll get through this, as a family."

A wave of frustration washes over me. This change is big, not only for me but my entire family. I'm gonna have to go along with it though. Change can be good. Right..?

"I guess your right mom."

"That's my girl now, just so you know your high school allows you to wear your regular clothes so no uniforms needed. Annnnnddd I heard the football team is really good" her words stretch at the end due to her excitement.

"That's good for West. He wanted to play football for his junior year. Speaking of him where is he at?"

"Oh he's outside speaking with the next door neighbors son, I think his name was James.. no no.. what was it..? Oh! It was Jamal that's right Jamal."

I set a box down right in the living room next to a few other ones labeled by their items in them. Looking out the front window of the room I push back the blinds to see my brother having what looked like a decent conversation with our neighbor.

"Ma, can I go introduce myself?"

"Didn't you just take a break [Name]?"

"Mom please, you said it's good to make new friends while we're here."

She gives me a annoyed but 'your right' look. Followed by a low sigh as she puts away some cups into a cabinet.

"Fine chile, go and-"

Before she could finish her sentence I was out the door and already down the steps to meet our neighbor.

Walking up to the pair as my braids swing because of the movement of my body. The conversation starts to become more and more clear for me to hear. It sounded like they were discussing a movie? Game? Tv show? It matter to me though.

"Okay but did you see when he pulled that one move on him?! It was so fucking cool!" Jamal spoke with excitement in his voice.

"Man, it was alright but I've seen better" west gave an unimpressed response while folding his arms.

"Hey west, I'm guessing your Jamal. Our neighbor. I'm [Name], West's pretty younger sister. Did he even mention me?"

"Well I uh- no he didn't mention you at all, I'm Jamal well you already know my name but I uh.." he cuts himself off from continuing to ramble on about nonsense.

"Nice to meet you Jamal so you going to freeridge highschool too?"

"Uh yeah my friends are going too."

"Cool. Well hopefully we can meet these friends of yours soon and we can all hangout as a group. If that's okay with you Jamal."

"Oh yeah it's fine with me. My friends are cool once you meet them, well maybe not Monse but yeah the others are cool"

I respond with a slight giggle, laughing at his small jab toward his friend. "Well that's good, I'll see you inside West." I give Jamal a small wave along with a smile as I walked back into the house.

Days pasted since that in corner with Jamal, I wasn't to focused on him I was just excited and a little nervous for school. The summer was stressful due to the move along with the fact my dad's job was under paying him which forced my mom to get a job to help. I knew things were gonna be tough and scary at first but I've been through worse.

Finally the first week of school had arrived. I was happy to do something other then stay in the house and watch tv all day long. Before I left the house my mom handed me 20 dollars for lunch in case I wanted to get something off campus. Walking out the house along with my older brother we walk to Jamal's house so we all could walk and chat about our predictions for school.

"Soo.. how's your guys summer been?"

"If you can call packing all day & night fun then it's been amazing. Other then that a load of bullshit followed by boredom." My tone was harsh but the truth. Summer was wasted because of this move.

"I'm sure we can do something better [name] mom and dad are working extra hard." West reassures me.

"I guess your right est. Hey Jamal do you know those two people coming towards us?"

Jamal shakes his head yes. "That right there on the left is Monse, our crazy mom of the group. And that is Ruby my best friend."

"Very funny Jamal, I'm Monse I can assure you I'm not crazy or anything else Jamal has said about me."

"And im Ruben-"

"His name is ruby" Monse cuts him off. Ruby gives Monse an annoyed look followed along by him elbowing her in her torso.

"Ignore Monse, she a little upset because our friend Cesar unfortunately couldn't make it. But enough about Monse and her problems, may I just say your absolutely gorgeous." Ruby gives me a flirtatious wink while taking my hand to give it a kiss. I gift him with a smile with a mouthed 'thank you'.

"Anyway can we walk to school now I wanna look around it before the bell rings." Jamal asks. We begin to continue our walk to our school while I tell them about myself.

After about 20 minutes of walking we're suddenly stopped by a boy with long curly brown hair and brown skin. He wore a white tank top and an intimidating look.

"TAX TIME BITCHES!"

"It's Latrelle .." ruby whispers in a scared tone. I was confused and scared at the same time. What did this kid even want? And why did he yell 'tax time'? All five of us guys turn around to meet the boy standing in front of us.

"We don't have any money latrelle." Monse speaks.

"Don't lie to me I know you kids got that back to school guap. Who's these two? Some new additions to y'all's group?" He steps towards me and looks me up and down. Then his intimidating look turned into a smirk.

"I know your pretty ass got some money for me ma, hand it over." He holds out his hand. West steps in between us to protect me.

"Don't talk to my sister like that you drop out. She's not interested."

"Est I.. -" I'm cut off by him giving me the 'I got this' look.

"Tch, brother tryna stand up for his sister. Cute. But that ain't finna work." He pushes west aside as he falls to the ground.

"Now, money. Now."

"What about that 20 you have ruby?" Jamal blurts out. Latrelle steps over to ruby and holds his hand forward. Ruby gives him a sigh and takes the 20 out of his pocket and Latrelle snatches it from his hand. He walks back into the direction he came from and disappears.

I walk over to help west up. He brushes off the dirt from his pants and hugs me.

"Est, I'm fine.." I calmly respond.

"I know but I should've done more."

"No you did good." He let's go of me and faces the others and give them a smile.

"Let's head to school."

That small in counter made me rethink this entire move to Freeridge. If I told my parents they would contact the police and you all know what the saying is.. 'snitches get stitches'. And who knows what connections that kid has. So me and west kept that a secret. It's not the first time we've kept something a secret from our parents.

The school went by fast, mostly cause the school was pretty big and hard to move around. I have about 2 classes with each of my friends. Made a new friend her name is Abigail, Abby for short. She matches my energy and it's like she a sister I needed. At lunch Monse told us what Cesar has told his brother. She seemed pretty upset. I mean who wouldn't be.

I had to walk home by myself due to the fact West had a football practice already. So I was left alone the whole walk home. Every time I pasted a corner there would either be a group of men fighting, or some drug addict doing unspeakable acts in a alley. I pasted the area where the curly haired boy had appeared from. Good thing he didn't pop out again. He was really attractive under his harsh acts towards us this morning. I shouldn't judge he could really use that money.

I started to get deep in thought, I always do this. I didn't even know the boy and yet I'm worried about him. My thoughts get disturbed by someone pulling me by my arm into the nearest alley way.

"Huh- HEY! Let me go!" I was struggling the person who grabbed me look older..wayyyy older maybe in his late 60s. But that didn't matter he had a pocket knife slide under my throat. Threatening to kill me if I didn't give him something I wasn't okay with.

"Be quiet or I'll kill you right where you stand."

"You don't w-wanna hurt me I'm useless just let me go and I won't tell anyone."

"Nice try last time some said that I was locked up for 10 years."

He started to land kisses on my neck while the knife was still underneath my neck. My face started to heat up as warm tears started to fall from my eyes. Why was this happening to me?

"AYE, get the fuck off of her you weirdo!"

The man's actions come to a stop as we both look in the direction we're the voice had came from. It was.. Latrelle? The guy who robbed me earlier. Why was he helping me?

"Is that your boyfriend amour? He caught you cheating on him, being a whore for me."

Latrelle pulls something out of his pocket and the click sound of a gun goes off. Then.. BANG! The man holding me falls to the ground and I let out a scream.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! He's... he's..-"

"Dead no shit, come on the cops will be around this block fast." He grabs my arm and we start running in the opposite direction of the body.

"Where are you taking me..?"

"Somewhere."

We ran for what felt like years. We finally arrived at this house about 3 blocks from my home. He grabbed a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. He walked inside and I followed after him. Looking around the house was quiet and dark.

"You hungry?" He asked while opening the fridge.

"No.."

That was a lie. My stomach growled shortly after.

"You don't seem like ur not hungry."

He thrown a bag of chips in my direction and I caught it. I tried to avoid his eye contact he scared me, he just killed a man.

"Where's your parents..?"

"Somewhere."

Avoiding eye contact once more I place a chip in my mouth. He's not much of a talker. But he seems like a good person when he wants to be.

"Can I go home now?" I say in a blunt tone.

"In a few don't want you to be picked up by the cops. Plus you have blood splatters on your shirt." He says while pointing to one on my new shirt.

"Here." He hands me a grey jacket. I grab it almost immediately zipping it up to hide the bloody shirt.

"Make sure to throw it away in a trash can on your way home. Make sure it's nowhere near here or your place." I give him a short nod before stepping near the door.

"Will you be alright here? Are your parents even coming back?"

He goes silent looking away from me twirling his index finger in his curls. Then he meets my gaze again.

"Why. Why are you so concerned about me. You don't even know me. And I robbed you and your friends earlier."

"That doesn't matter do you wanna come home with me?" His eyes go wide. Then he sends me a confused and shocked expression.

"No, they'll be looking for me."

"But they don't know you did it nobody was around but us." Latrelle sighs, then he rolls his eyes. Taken aback from my statement he looks up at me.

"Your not gonna give up until I say yes aren't you, ma?"

"Nope." I say letting my p make a pop sound.

"Alright I'll come with you."

"Good. Bring some clothes with you."

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trash-gobby · 2 years

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🔫 James Bond Masterlist 🔫

Summary: This masterlist covers all the James Bond movies. I haven't included any characters from the books because I haven't finished all of them.

ADVENTURE MASTERLIST

RULES FOR REQUESTING AND READING CAN BE FOUND HERE!!!

Symbol Meanings:

✨ Fluff = 🐶

✨ General = 👋

✨ Dating = 💕

✨Romance (not specifically dating) = ❤️

✨ NSFW = 🔞

✨Violence = 🔪

✨ LGBTQ+ = 🏳️‍🌈

✨ Tragedy/Angst = 🖤

✨CrackFic = ❄️

Symbols beside the characters names show you what kind of content I will be willing to write for them.

⚠️Warning!: I DON’T write anything that is NSFW for minors. If you’re a minor DON’T interact with any NSFW content please.

Ernst Starvo Blofeld 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

James Bond 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Happiness Is a Warm Gun ❤️🖤🔞

A Covert Affair ❤️🖤🔞🔪

All The Time In The World - *NTTD SPOILERS* 🖤

More Than A Promise 💕🖤🔪

Breathing In ❤️🖤

Teresa "Tracy" Bond 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

More Than A Promise 💕🖤

Pam Bouvier 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Le Chiffre 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Dario 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Dario X GN!Reader - Yandere Headcanons 💕❤️🔞🔪

Dario X SadisticFem!Reader Headcanons 💕❤️🔞🔪

May Day 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Domino Derval 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Pussy Galore 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Gobinda 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Mary Goodnight 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Dominic Greene 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Boris Grishenko 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Enigmatic Code ❤️🔞🏳️‍🌈

Jaws 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Kamal Khan 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Elektra King 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Emilio Largo🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Simone "Solitaire" Latrelle 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Felix Lieter 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Wai Lin 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Working Title ❤️🔪

Vesper Lynd 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Breathing In ❤️🖤

Kara Milovy 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Camille Montes 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Necros 🐶👋💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

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Hermano (Oscar Diaz x Martinez! Reader)

Request; Hi! I was hoping I could be your first on my block request! But, I wanna request something where the reader is dating Oscar and is Ruby’s older sister, and during olivias quince reader notices Latrelle in the hood, and when he pulls out the gun, the reader tries to protect Ruby? You can chose if she lives or not. Suuuper angsty

Request 2; I was wondering if you can do a Oscar Diaz x reader request ??? Please can it be fluff. I don’t mind any story line just surprise me😊😊😊

Warning(s); Mentions of blood. Being shot. Trauma.

Translation; Fećil- easy. Vaso- glass. Mija- daughter. maravillosa- gorgeous.

. . .

First, you were yelling for Ruby. He insisted on you sharing a siblings dance, as the last time you actually got to dance with him was at your own quince, but that had been years ago.

Then, you’re forcing Ruby to spin ninety degrees so your back is facing the hooded figure, who you instantly recognized as Latrelle, the man who had pulled a gun on you and your boyfriends brother, Cesar, nights before.

By the time, time could catch back up to you, the bullet had already pierced your upper shoulder, and sent your mother, Geny, into a state of panic, her screams the only thing in your ears when you collapsed.

“Mija!” Geny forced herself up to her feet and ran across the dance floor, dropping to her knees beside Ruby, her hands trembling as they fidgeted on where to grab, “Mija! Mija, baby-,”

“Someone call 911!” Your father shouts, but they almost fall on deaf ears, “Call 911!”

“Call Oscar!” Ruby looks over his shoulder, gaze frantic before they land on Cesar, “Now!”

“Mija!” Geny pleas, your teary eyes shifting up to her, when her hands slide to your face, desperately, “Stay with me, okay? Baby, my baby!”

“Mama,” You murmur, Geny nodding, not looking away even after hearing sirens,

“Mamas here. I’m here, mija,”

“Mama,” Your eyes pinch shut at the sudden pain in your back, crying out, “Ruby. I-is he okay?”

“Yes, he’s okay,” Your father heaves, eyes glossy, “You did a good job. You did such a good job, mija,”

Your heaving chest slows, Genys desperate yells fading as your eyes finally remained shut, grip on Cesars hand falling limp,

Present

A week after New Years, Geny stands at the kitchen sink, silently washing the sink full of dishes in front of her, almost not acknowledging the figure that steps up beside her, fearing it was Amber, Mario’s pregnant girlfriend,

“Are you mad at me, mama?” Your voice pulls her out of her trance, her eyes shifting to you, your arm that wasn’t in the sling picking up a clean dish to dry,

“Of course not, Mija,” Geny sets down the bowl back into the soapy water, turning to face you so your eyes shyly met hers,

“But you’re mad at Oscar,” You point out, your mother sighing and closing her eyes, hand propped on the sinks counter,

“I’m upset about the Santos dragging my daughter into their rivalry,” She corrects, and you set down the clean plate, body facing her,

“Mama, the Santos protect me. With Oscar as their leader, they’d never let me in harms way,”

“Oh yeah?” Geny hums, eyebrow raised, “Look how that went,”

“Mama,” You plea, eyes glossy, “Oscar and the Santos had no part in the shooting. It was a irritable Prophet trying to get his point across,”

“Well he did,” Geny hisses, narrowed eyes softening when the kitchen light gleams in your eyes, “Mija, you’ll only understand when you have your own children. You, Mario, Ruben, the twins; you’re all my beautiful blessings,”

You smile, weakly, when Genys hand grazes your cheek, “From the moment you took your first breath,” A small crack in Genys voice pulls your lips into a frown, “From what could have been your last, I just want you and your brothers and sister safe,”

“I just need you to trust Oscar as much as you trust me,” You whisper, blinking away the burn in your eyes, “And I know that feeling,”

Genys brows pinch in confusion,

“When I saw that Prohet with the gun,” You recite, sucking in a deep breath, “Ruby was the only person in that moment. I had this sudden swarm of urgency to protect him, because he, and Olivia, were in the line of danger,”

Your face twists at the sudden wave of emotions that hit you, “But I couldn’t protect Olivia, mama, and the more I think about it, the more guilty I feel because Ruby has to go on without the girl he loved,”

“Mija,” Geny whispers, arm reaching out to slide around your shoulders, “Bebe, you are a hero, understand?”

“How am I a hero when I let Olivia die?” You whimper, your head sucking down into her shoulder so Geny tangled a hand in your hair, shushing you, softly,

“I trust him, Mija,” Geny whispers, thumb brushing over the side of your head, gently, “He is your familia, and any familia of yours is apart of mine,” She leans back, hands at your shoulders, “But it’s going to take time for me to fully believe he is the right man for you,”

You press your lips together, nodding, letting Geny press her lips to your forehead, and squeeze your shoulders,

“Hey, Y/N?” You pull away in time for Ruby to stick his head in the kitchen entranceway, his eyes snapping between you, and Geny wiping her cheek, “Bad time?”

“No,” You copy Genys actions, sniffling, “What’s up?”

“Uh, the school called. They’re looking for volunteers for the Valentines Dance. Do you maybe wanna chaperone?” Ruby holds up his phone, and you glance at Geny, eyebrows raised,

“What’s in it for me?”

Ruby pauses, tapping his chin, “You get free food and drinks?”

You mock his pause, sharing a smile with your mother at the interaction, “I’m in. Get me an application form,”

“Yes!” Ruby thanks you, then darts to his room.

“I’m proud of you, Mija,” Geny murmurs, and you look back up at her, smiling as a sign of thanks, “Go have fun,”

. . .

Fun. Funny. You haven’t heard that word in months. It definitely wasn’t what you were having right now.

You discretely remember the song playing the night of Olivias quince. Other than your mothers screaming, it had been the only thing you heard before you passed out.

You never thought you’d have such a negative reaction to a song. But as it played loudly through the speakers at the Valentines Dance, all you saw was the blood, all you could hear was the screams of fear from Olivia, shouting for you as you laid near her,

“Y/N!” Ruby’s sudden voice pulls you out of your thoughts, his hands grabbing at your wrists, and you now realize your hands are tight in your hair, and your breaths are uneven,

“Come on!” He orders, loudly over the music that blasted above you. He drags you towards the doorway of the gym, Monse suddenly beside you.

You drop down onto the steps of your brothers high school, gasps becoming wheezed as Cesar dropped to a squat in front of you, “What happened?”

“The song,” Monse answers, “It’s the same one from the night everything happened,”

“I’m so sorry Ruby,” Your arms slide around said boys shoulders, his own comfortingly wrapping at your dressed hips, “I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect her,”

“I’m gonna call Spooky,” Cesar stands up, Monse squeezing your arm before following Cesar back inside, briefly explaining the situation to a confused Jasmin,

You sniffle, cheek resting on top of Ruby’s head, focusing on his regular breathing to match your own, “I’m sorry, buddy,”

“You don’t have you be sorry,” Ruby answers, instantly, squeezing your hip when Jasmin seats herself as your other side,

“But I do,” You mutter, voice weak as your eyes pinch shut, “I could’ve protected you both from that Prophet. But I didn’t. And it’s in my conscience that I let Olivia get hit by that bullet,”

Ruby slides his hand up your back in a soothing motion, allowing your hand to tangle in his hair for your own comfort,

“I know you don’t want to talk to me, Spooky,” Cesar runs a hand down his face, eyes firm on Monse standing in front of him, patiently, “But I’m not calling for my own entertainment,”

“Then why the hell are you?” Oscar grunts, Cesar clenching his jaw at his brothers harsh attitude.

“It’s Y/N,” A moments pause, “She’s freaking out and you and Ruby are the only ones able to calm her down. But I don’t think Ruby can hold her steady for much longer,”

“Where are you?”

“The school dance,”

“And why the hell is Y/N with you?” Oscar growls, and Cesar can hear the distant slamming of his car door,

“She was chaperoning!” Cesar protests, almost as if Oscar was setting the blame on him, “They started playing the song that was playing the night of the quinceañera, we took her outside for air,”

“I’m on my way,” Oscar hangs up with a dull click, Cesar dropping his arm to heave a sigh, almost instantly hearing the loud roar of Oscars vehicle,

“Well that was quick,” Monse mumbles, peering out the door to see Jasmine stand up and step away from you, when Oscar rolls down the window to his car, your eyes shifting to look up at him,

“Hey mamas,” He calls, your lips pulling only slightly at the nickname, “C’mon, we’re going for a ride,”

“But the dance,” You murmur, glancing down at Ruby, who shakes his head and smiles,

“Go. I’ll tell the principle we had a family emergency or something,”

You nod, pulling him into you for a small embrace, before you push to stand up, pulling off your heels before climbing into the front seat of the vehicle,

“I’ll make sure to have her home by curfew,” Oscar winks, and you roll your eyes, watching Ruby copy your action and wave effortlessly, turning to following his friends back inside,

Four beats of silence fills the car halfway down the street, your hand mindlessly pulls at the bandages at your shoulder, which itched your skin more than the dress you wore,

“What’s on your mind?” Oscar finally questions, gaze leaving the road to look at you, legs pulled to your chest and eyes straight ahead. His hand not on the wheel touches your thigh, pulling back slightly at your tense flinch, waiting for you to relax before settling his hand back in its place,

“I’m seeing it again,” You speak, voice quiet, “That prophet, Olivia, me being in the hospital,”

Oscar draws his thumb across the skin of your thigh lightly, glancing at you when the car is stopped by a red light, “You know that’s all over,”

“It doesn’t matter, Oscar,” You lift a shoulder, turning your head so you were looking back at him, “You’re used to the gunshots and the different sides. I’m not. Watching my brother almost get shot, watching Olivia get shot, it’s traumatized me, as much as I fucking hate to admit it,”

“Faćil, mamas,” Oscar squeezes your thigh, car rolling to a complete stop just outside of the neighborhood you lived in, “You know I’m always gonna protect you. You’ve went through some shit, I get that. But you’re a strong ass woman, and you’re gonna let some song deflate you?”

“No,” You murmur, glancing down at where you finally stopped picking at your bandage and dropped your hand into your lap, “I’m just tired of everyone treating me like I’m vaso,”

“Then you gotta show everyone that that Prophet don’t mean shit,” Oscar orders, and you smile, shaking your head,

“How can you be so demanding yet therapeutic at the same time?”

“I’m just like that, maravillosa,” Oscar grins, ignoring your teasing roll of eyes as you sit up, glancing out to the road in front of you,

“Take me back to your place?” You murmur, Oscar chuckling as his hand slides up to grip the hemming of your dress,

“Don’t gotta ask twice,”

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marwritesgood · 4 years

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Tamales | O. Diaz

Pairing: Oscar x Martinez!Reader

Timeframe: Season 1 Episode 10

Summary: Even at the worst of times, things seemed to fall in place for Oscar and Y/n.

masterlist - PART ONE - PART TWO

A/N: I want to thank you so much for reading this mini-series! I’ve really enjoyed writing it x

It was the morning of Olivia’s much anticipated Quinceanera. Ruby and Jamal were off getting everything sorted, whilst I helped my Abuelita get Olivia dressed. Monse was at home with us, getting dressed herself since she was a part of Olivia’s quince. There was a subtle tension between the two of them, but I couldn’t place my finger on it.

Granted, Cesar had been ordered to kill Latrelle, but something about the way they glanced at each other indicated to me that it wasn’t just about that.

“Look down for me, ‘Liv,” I said softly, as I positioned Olivia’s tiara on her head. She dropped her head so I could a better idea of where to put it. After it was secure, she turned back to me and smiled nervously. “There... You look beautiful, nena.”

Her smile grew confident. After my grandmother finished adjusting the layers of material in Olivia’s dress, everything was ready. Just as well because Ruby had been messaging me almost every 15 minutes for updates on how things were progressing at home.

“We’re heading over now, Ruby,” I explained calmly, trying immensely hard to conceal the annoyance in my tone. I knew Ruby’s tendency to micro-manage was an integral part of his persona, and I didn’t want to pick a fight with him over it.

After gather everything we needed, and helping Olivia into the backseat of my tio’s van, we headed to the church for the first component of the occasion. When we got there, I left Monse and Olivia to talk while I went to find Ruby, who had complained to me about how stressed our mother was.

“Luis,” my mother screamed at my youngest brother, before bending down to take her shoe off. My eyes widened in shock, because for once in his life, Ruby was not overreacting. “I told you to stop running.”

“Ma,” I called out, thankfully reaching her right before she could get to Luis. I placed my hands on her shoulders, prompting her to sigh exhaustedly before reluctantly putting her shoe back on. “Go inside, I’ll watch the twins.”

She nodded gratefully, eager to take a break from keeping a hawk eye on my siblings so she could catch up with her cousins and other relatives. I turned to Luis and Luisa who had suddenly stopped running and looked up at me expectantly.

“I will give you both chocolate, if you behave yourselves today... Okay?”

They shared a look with one another, before turning back to me. They never made a decision without telepathically consulting one another. It was endearing. When they nodded happily, I knew they would cooperate.

“Go play with the other kids,” I whispered, pointing them in the direction of our other cousins who had gathered at the doorstep of the entrance. After they ran off, I went to look for Ruby.

When I couldn’t find him anywhere in the carpark area, I went through the back door of the chapel, and found him talking with Jamal. I smiled in relief, before approaching the two of them who seemed grateful that I was had finally arrived.

“Y/n,” Ruby cried out, clearly stressed out from all the responsibilities he took on. It always amazed me how much he did for Olivia, let alone everyone else he had love for. We were more alike than I had realised. “There’s only 30 minutes before the program starts and I-“

“Ruby, calm down,” I said softly, placing my hands on his shoulders. I realised earlier on in his life that the way to calm him down was the same as our mother. “Everything is okay. Olivia’s ready to go- she’s in the back room with Abuelita. Tio Ernesto is at home so he can keep an eye on the setup.”

“Thank you,” he sighed. He had put weeks of planning into organising Olivia’s quinceanera, I was not going to let that be in vain.

Just as I was about to reply, he seemingly got a call which he answered through his headset. I turned around to face Jamal and Monse who had found her way in, before realising that Cesar was standing with them.

I had been worried sick about him since I had heard about Latrelle.

“Cesar,” I whispered, smiling at him, taking note of the new look he had adopted overnight. I remembered when Oscar first had his head shaved around the same age. “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

Without waiting another moment, I extended my arms out and hugged him tightly. He had become every bit a little brother to me, and I hated not being able to interfere with the Santos business he inevitably found himself in the middle of. It hurt having to watch him grow up so quickly.

“Did you get hurt?” I asked, placing my hands on both sides of his cheeks, analysing his face for any cuts and bruises but thankfully to no avail.

“I’m fine, Y/n,” he laughed, before gently pushing my hands away.

I nodded, even though I knew that wasn’t the complete truth. Cesar was resilient, but he couldn’t have taken a person’s life and come out unaffected by it.

Nonetheless, I also knew that today was probably not the day he wanted to discuss how he felt about what happened. Today was about Olivia.

***

After the mass, we all headed back to my house for the reception. The kids were all getting things in order for the entrance of Olivia’s court, so I took that as an opportunity to double check on the smaller details, which I knew Ruby would thank me for.

I checked to make sure all the food was out. I checked to make sure no one had broken or moved any of the decoration from where Ruby had placed it. I even checked to make sure the kids were not wreaking havoc in a place too close to the birthday cake.

Afterwards, I stood by my mother and waited for Ruby’s cue to start the ceremony. Without thinking, I pulled out my phone to check my notifications, but nothing came up. I didn’t know what I was expecting to see, or what I was hoping would pop up.

Oscar and I hadn’t spoken or even seen each other since Halloween night. Since then, I kept thinking back to what I said. I wondered if I had made a mistake in demanding a relationship with Oscar. I wondered if I should have just settled with being his distant friend who he came, kissed and left out in the cold as he pleased.

But I knew I did what was right for me.

Nonetheless, I couldn’t shake the feeling that things weren’t supposed to end this way. We had been friends for over 20 years. I was there for him when both his parents left him with Cesar. He was there for me when I had to abandon my educational aspirations so I could support my parents financially. I couldn’t believe all of that was over.

That we were over.

“Mija.” I looked up and realised my mum had noticed me staring blankly at my phone; alternating between checking my notifications and my messages from Oscar. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” I answered shortly, before putting my phone away. Even though I had a close relationship with my mom, I wasn’t exactly eager to talk about what happened between Oscar. From the way she frowned at me, I presumed she had already figured out that he and I had a falling out.

“You know,” she began, a small smile appearing on her lips as she wrapped one arm around my frame and pulled me closer to her side. “- you and Oscar have always been really close, pero... always different.”

“What do you mean?” I asked quietly, suddenly invested in my mothers input.

“I mean... you’ve always been really honest about your feelings... but Oscar has always needed a little more time.”

I nodded silently, trying to process what she was trying to tell me. I never thought about things like that. Maybe it was unfair of me to expect an immediate answer from Oscar, in terms of what kind of relationship he wanted with me, when he was relatively emotionally distant and detached.

“So... do you think he’ll come around?”

My mother licked her lips as she thought about how to respond. As her eldest child, I had gotten used to watching her do that. Watching her take a moment to lull over the right way to respond. Every problem she encountered with me, marked her first experience of its kind in motherhood.

“I remember when you both had that huge fight outside the house when you were in high school,” she started, smirking at me when I was clearly surprised that she remembered that. “I thought there was no coming back... I thought for sure your friendship with him was over. But the next day he still came to pick you up for school like normal.”

I laughed quietly, smiling at the concrete as I recounted that day. I, too, was shocked that Oscar still came to pick me up for school in his infamous red car. I knew there was a lot of truth in what she said.

“Mija, I know things are complicated... But if you just give it some time, it will work out... It always will.”

I nodded. I hoped she was right. As disappointed as I was in how things turned out between Oscar and I, I would rather miss out on having a romantic relationship with him than stop being his friend.

The ceremony started shortly afterwards. It was so nice seeing, not only Olivia, but the kids all dressed up and having fun together. They had been through a lot with trying to get Cesar out of los Santos.

It was nice to see them be kids, even if it was just for a night.

After Olivia’s entrance, I helped myself to a second plate of food. Just as I turned to find a place to sit and eat it, Ruby was racing towards me. He looked completely flushed, but something about the way he was grinning made me know it was for a good reason.

“She kissed me,” he said excitedly.

“Really?!” I was in genuine shock. Since Mario wasn’t around, I was the one Ruby confided in about his feelings for Olivia. When she and Cesar started going out I thought that was the end of Ruby’s chances with her. Apparently not. “Ruby, I’m so happy for you.”

As I went to a bite of my food, I saw the rest of the kids walk out from inside the house. Monse was clinging onto Cesar’s arm tightly enough for me to piece together how things between the two of them ended.

I realised then that my mom was right. If given enough time, things would work out. At that point, I had nothing to lose in having faith that that would be the case for Oscar and I.

Olivia lifted her hand to wave at Ruby, her cheeks turning a shade of pink when he turned back and smiled at her. Within a moment, the fast paced music changed to a slow-tuned song. I gently pushed Ruby’s shoulder.

“Go already,” I laughed.

It amazed me how well things were turning. Monse and Cesar were finally being honest about their feelings for each other. Olivia had finally realised just how much Ruby cared for her.

As I stood on the sideline and watched them enjoy each other’s company, I kept thinking. I kept wondering what on earth could happen to taint such a beautiful day. Cesar was alive despite the circumstances he was placed under. The kids were exploring their feeling for each other. Jamal was somewhere pursuing his dream of finding the RollerWorld money.

It was horrifying how quickly things changed.

I was standing by my mother, who was joining me in smiling at how cute the kids were. Our expression changed within an instant when a hooded figure made its way through a small crowd of our friends and relatives. I watched as Ruby called out Cesar’s name, prompting the both of them to pull Olivia and Monse behind them.

Before I could register what was happening, two loud bangs sounded. These bangs were followed by screams from my relatives who moved away from the centre of the floor.

Then, Ruby and Olivia fell to the ground.

I felt my heart drop to my stomach as my relatives cleared the garage area; some simply moving and spectating from the side while others fleeing the scene all together.

My mother sprinted to Ruby’s side, while my grandmother held Olivia in her arms, clutching her wound with her bare hand.

“Ruby! Ruby, nooo,” my mother screamed, before looking up to the people that stayed. “Call 911! Somebody call 911!”

I lifted my hand to my mouth as tears began streaming down my cheeks. I sobbed silently beside my brother whose eyes had fluttered shut. My hands were shaking as I ran my fingers through his hair.

He had spent an hour getting his curls to look exactly how he wanted them to. I remember getting angry at him for taking so long, when there were more of us who needed the bathroom to get ready. I couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to have another petty argument with him again.

“Ruby,” I cried out almost pleadingly. Almost begging him to open his eyes.

The entire scene was beyond horrifying.

Olivia’s dress, which my Abuelita tailored to perfection, was coated in both hers and Ruby’s blood. The suit Ruby had saved weeks of his allowance to buy was torn from the bullet.

Just as things were beginning to look up for the kids, something horrific had to happen. I wondered when they would finally be able to enjoy their youth without having to worry about each others’ lives. It was not fair.

Once the EMTs arrived and wheeled Olivia and Ruby out on stretchers, the rest of my relatives left as well. One of my aunts took Luis and Luisa with her for the night, so my parents and Abuelita could go to the hospital.

As much as I wanted to go with them, I opted to stay. I didn’t know if I could handle it- seeing Olivia and Ruby in hospital rooms. Knowing their life was hanging by a thread.

Once it was just Cesar, Monse and I, I pulled my phone out from my back pocket. As I searched my contacts for Oscar’s number, I noticed Cesar’s expression go from sorrowful to anxious.

“You’re calling Oscar?” He asked nervously.

When I looked up to face him I began to piece together what happened.

Cesar was surprisingly ok when I spoke with him at the chapel despite supposedly killing Latrelle. Now, he looked terrified at the thought of me calling Oscar to tell him what happened.

“That was Latrelle, wasn’t it?” I questioned, to which Cesar nodded regretfully. I turned back to my phone, hesitating to make a decision. Then, I sighed and put my phone away again.

Cesar’s eyes began to well up and he started to hyperventilate. He did a lot of that when he was staying with us and we heard the news that Oscar had been locked up. I couldn’t imagine how hard this must have been for a 15 year old boy.

“I’m sorry,” he cried out, his voice cracking on every syllable. He hung his head, not having enough to look at me directly, which only made my heart hurt more on his behalf. “This is all my fault, Y/n... I’m so so-”

“Shh,” I whispered, before pulling him close to my chest. As he began to sob, I hugged him tightly before placing both my hands on his shoulders. I had no idea I would be spending most of that day trying to console others. “Hey, I got nothing but love for you, Cesar. Ruby does too... Nothing could ever change that.”

“I should have stopped him,” he whispered. “I-I... I should have-”

“Cariño,” I said gently, keeping him from going further down that train of thought. I shook my head. “You didn’t know... You couldn’t have known that was gonna happen.”

While most Santos would have predicted that Cesar not killing Latrelle would end this way, I couldn’t in good conscience hold him to the same standard. He was just a kid. Even more than that, he was a kid who always saw the good in people. There was no way I could resent him for making the morally just decision.

“Monse,” I began, before turning to her who had just gotten off the phone with her dad. She walked up to Cesar and I and wrapped an arm around his frame. “When your dad gets here, can you take Cesar with you?”

She nodded, before walking with Cesar to the front porch. Her dad was set to arrive in a matter of minutes. I thought it would be best for Cesar to leave with her. By the time Oscar were to find out what happened, there was no telling how he would react.

After the two of them left with Mr Finnie, I tried to keep myself busy. I realised that there was no telling how long it would be before either one of my parents came back home, and I didn’t want to go to bed.

Not when Ruby and Olivia were fighting for their lives.

So I decided to start cleaning everything. It was a huge task, but I didn’t mind. I needed something to keep me distracted for a while anyways.

After I put the leftover food away, I made a start on bringing in the dishes we used so I could wash them and put them away. I was trying to juggle carrying in the glass dishes, when I forgot about a small crack in the concrete that my dad had yet to fill. Before I could even attempt to keep myself balanced, the dishes in my arms toppled over and I fell with it.

“Fuck,” I cursed, before lifting my hands up to see the broken glass and hard concrete left deep scratches in my skin. I had seen more blood outside my garage that day than I had in the entirety of my life.

I didn’t know whether it was the pain from the wound, or the sudden realisation that I would have to clean up Ruby and Olivia’s and now my dried up blood at some point, but I broke into tears.

Thinking no one was around to see or hear me, I stopped suppressing how profoundly distraught I was. Today was meant to be a good day. Ruby had finally gotten the girl he’d been pining after for over a month. Olivia was celebrating one of her first huge milestones in life with people who loved her, despite all that happened to her parents. It was supposed to be a good day, but here I was.

Just my voice began to give out from my wails, I felt a hand press itself against my hand and the shadow of a figure casting over my frame. I looked up and breathed out a sigh of relief, followed shortly by a quiet gasp.

“You’re here,” I stated in disbelief.

I knew Oscar would hear about what happened and contact me, but I never suspected he would come over on his own accord just hours after it happened. Yet, there he was.

“I’m here,” he whispered, before wrapping his arm around my shoulders and kissing my forehead gently. When he looked down and saw the wounds on my hands and arms, he immediately let go and carefully lifted my limbs, making sure not to touch the actual cuts. “You’re hurt.”

In all honesty, I had forgotten about my wounds. The pain from everything that had happened cancelled out the pain from the cuts on my hands. I didn’t say anything, but that didn’t stop Oscar from responding quickly.

He let go of my hands and pulled out one of the nearby chairs so I sit down. Then he went inside and came back shortly after with some cotton swabs, rubbing alcohol and bandages. With all the people who came through our house, and all the trouble Ruby and the twins found themselves in, my mother always made sure we had a sufficient amount of medical supplies.

“I wish you had called me when it happened,” he said softly, not in an aggressive tone. More-so like he hated to see me inconsolable and on my own. After he finished cleaning my cuts, he began bandaging my hands, something he had grown to become masterfully skilled at from all the times he stitch himself up. “... You shouldn’t have been on your own.”

“I was going to,” I replied. “- but... I knew you’d be angry at Cesar.”

I watched Oscar intently to see how he was going to react. Just as I expected, he let go of my hand and ran his hand over his beard, inhaling sharply; a sure sign that he was furious, but didn’t want to show it.

“He’s so fucking stupid,” Oscar stated, his eyes darkening as he began to express his anger. I never thought I would see him be so furious towards Cesar, a boy he’s adored and protected his entire life. “- I told him something bad was gonna happen if he didn’t kill Latrelle and now-”

“Oscar,” I spoke softly, gently placing my hand on top of his to keep him from imploding. He immediately stopped, sighing loudly before taking hold of my hand.

“When I heard what happened... I-I,” as his words began to stammer Oscar kept staring at my hands. I titled my head to get a better look at him, only to realise he was beginning to tear up. He looked away suddenly, before inhaling sharply again and looking back to me. “I was so scared it was you.”

My eyebrows knitted together as I gently squeezed Oscar’s hand. Considering all of the people he lost over the course of his life, and how I was there to witness him go through all of it, I knew how much that must have hurt him.

“I fucked up,” he cried, before reaching for my other hand as well. “You were right about everything- I should have never let you go that night... I don’t want anyone but you, Y/n.”

Tears began streaming down my cheeks. I wanted to smile, but I felt so conflicted. Oscar was finally admitting to what I had always wanted him to say, but part of me worried something was just coming over him; that he would wake up tomorrow with feeling differently.

“Oscar,” I croaked. “- you don’t have to-”

“Ask me again,” he said, his expression suddenly neutral and voice more stabilised and confident. I furrowed my eyebrows, confused by what he meant. “That night- you asked me what I wanted... Ask me again.”

“This is silly-”

“I told you I wanted to keep you safe, remember?” I nodded slowly, unsure of where he was going, because I also remembered being disappointed by his vague answer. “Well... I can’t do that if I’m not with you.”

“What are you saying?”

He was silent for a moment, but not out of hesitation. It seemed more like he was thinking. Calculating. Figuring out the right words to say, because he didn’t exactly have the best recent track record when it came to that.

“... Te amo,” he stated, furrowing his eyebrows to emphasise how much he meant it. I found myself holding my breath for fear that this wasn’t happening. “- I don’t want anyone but you, Y/n.”

He slowly moved out from his seat, and placed his hand on the side of my face, gently wiping away the tears that fell from my eyes. I smiled at him, letting out a quiet laugh beneath my breath. I couldn’t believe it.

When he leaned in and kissed me, I felt so immensely happy. Despite everything horrible that had just happened, this was one heck of a silver lining, and I was not going to take it for granted.

I realised, as Oscar slowly pulled away from me, that my mom was perhaps more right than I thought. Just when I thought things between Oscar and I were over, he showed up at my house when I needed him to be there- just like he did in high school when i counted on him to pick me up in the morning.

Time really worked the situation out for us, because it appeared that time was all Oscar needed to realised his feelings.

After pulling away, Oscar took hold of my hand and guided me back into the house, through the back door that led straight into the kitchen. He walked ahead of me to grab something.

“What’s that?” I asked when he picked up a container he had placed on the kitchen bench. He smiled before walking over to me and opening it up.

“I made you tamales.”

My smile grew wider, and I wrapped my arms around Oscar’s neck, pulling him closer so I could kiss him again. I could feel him grinning against my lips as I did so, which made me chuckle.

I could get used to this.

“I missed you, pendejo,” I whispered, smirking up at Oscar who was taken aback.

Without any warning, he wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up, causing me to squeal. When he brought me back down, he continued to kiss me again, before pulling away and guiding me to the table, his hands never leaving my waist.

Then, he pulled my chair out for me before taking a seat beside me. After pulling up a plate and fork he took one of his tamales out of his container and unwrapped it on the plate, before feeding it to me- sneaking a bite for himself every so often.

“Mm that’s good,” I mumbled, as I ate his cooking. Oscar laughed, before lifting his hand to swipe a bit of food that had landed on the corner of my mouth. After wiping it away with his thumb, he brought it to his lips.

“Of course it’s good, mi amor,” he replied, smirking at how flustered I immediately got. I forgot how much he loved to do that. “- I made it.”

I lifted my arm to lightly punch his shoulder, but he took hold of my hand before I could do so. Knowing I was caught off guard, he lifted my hand and kissed it softly before placing it on the table but not letting go.

I could get really used to this.

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