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daydreamabout · 9 months

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3:15 (Oscar Diaz Imagine)

Summary: You're in a situationship with Oscar, not sure if you want to be official. Inspired by 3:15 by Russ. All I ever tried to do was help you understand and grow Light the way for truths that if not for me simply wouldn't show 'Less you get somebody else who's on my level, but you know That there's no one on my level, you gon' realize if you don't I wish you would own up to your flaws And just say that you're wrong when you're wrong Instead of actin' like you're right, then it turns into a fight Now you're stormin' out my house in the middle of the night “What's on your mind?” Oscar interrupted your few kisses. You were currently all over him in your bedroom, as usually. You pecked his soft lips one more time and sighed “I don't think you should do it tomorrow.” you spoke softly. Your lover's dark eyes looked at you for a few seconds before he frowned “Don't start this shit again.” The anger about the same situation started to boil within you, so you got off of Oscar and laid on your back. “What is your problem?” you spat at him. The sudden tension in the room was obvious. He suddenly sat on the edge of your bed and gave you an intimidating look over his right. “I don't think we're close enough to have this kind of conversation!” “Wow.” You didn't know how else to react. He was obviously refering to the fact that you weren't sure how to label your 'thing'. You cared, a lot. But he was part of a gang and you cared too much about other people's opinions too. “I think you should go home. ”you let out bluntly without thinking. He turned his head away from you and let out a dry laugh “You know.... I fucking might!” and stormed off. ***

How come when I love somebody, part of me don't wanna stay? Every time I get too close, I just start pushing them away I know, I know Maybe I just wanna leave before they try to leave me first Maybe I don't wanna need 'em 'til they say they need me first I know, I know (yeah, yeah, yeah) Damned if I do, damned if I don't Drank Tequila, I can't drive home Hard to play cool, heart belongs to you I know that if I show that I keep my walls up, if you want me then you better start to climb WoMen who love me aren't rare WoMen who mean it hard to find Somethin' tells me that I'm right about you Please, don't prove me wrong They say love's a song for fools We're wise enough to sing along “Back off!” you raised your voice and pushed the guy to the side. You were frustraded, ended up at someone's houseparty, drank enough Tequila to not drive home by yourself, but not enough to forget about Os. The porch made an exceptable place to sit down for a bit and re-think your previous thoughts. You wanted him. All to yourself. So you took all your courage and dialed his number. Oscar picked up after a while, but did not say anything. You could just see the seconds of the phonecall on your screen. “Can you pick me up?” you asked carefully. You could hear him sigh into the phone. “Where are you?” *** It took about 20 minutes until you could see the familiar red car pull into the street. You slowly got up and neared yourself the sidewalk. The car came to stand right in front of you, but before you even had the chance to get in, your lover already got out. He stood right in front of you and looked deep into your eyes. “You're in my head.” you said while pointing to your temple. The alcohol was definitely kicking. His eyes softened and you felt like there was a slight smile on his lips. He took your hand in his and placed a soft kiss on it “Get in the car, Y/N. ” You continued to stare into his eyes. “I want everyone to know about us. ” His face seemed to light up a bit. He pulled you in and kissed your forehead before whispering in your ear “Get in babe, we'll talk about it tomorrow.”

But now it's hard to breathe I'm not in love, it's just a game we do I tell myself I'm not that into you But I don't wanna sleep, it's quarter after three And now it's hard to breathe I'm not in love, it's just a thing we make We're skin on skin, I need this spell to break, oh But I don't wanna go, and I know that you know You're in my head like

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petit-papillion · 2 months

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Canal+ and their (fake) F1 Césars...

Charles is dominating the Special Effects category:

#i laughed so hard at the costume and dialogue nominees!#well done canal+#f1 cesars 2024 #charles leclerc #george russell #max verstappen #fred vasseur #daniel ricciardo #esteban ocon #lewis hamilton #nico hulkenberg #valtteri bottas #oscar piastri #formula 1 #f1

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stargirlposts · 9 months

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El Malo

Chapter 3

I sat on my bed that night looking at the moon through my window. Tony is a good man and he loves me and maybe I can love him, but I have doubts. Fuck. I’m such a bad person.

It's been six weeks since Oscar got out. I've been keeping myself busy by working at my sister’s beauty store and avoiding Oscar. And I’m doing a pretty good job at avoiding him, if I do say so myself. I was finally walking home after I finished helping my sister with her store when I spotted Jamal, Ruby, and Monse.

“Monse!” I shouted her name with a smile and sped up to greet them.

“Hey, when did you get back?”

“I just got back today, hey do you know why Ruby and Jamal aren’t talking to Cesar, he tells you everything cause these shitheads won’t tell me anything” She walked next to me to look at Jamal and Ruby with an eye roll. Just when I was going to answer, we heard someone blasting their music and when we turned to look, it was the familiar red impala coming down the street.

Ruby shook his head, “We can’t tell you what Cesar said.”

“Fine, then I’ll ask myself”

She walked on the street and stopped right in front of the Impala, forcing Oscar to stop the car.

“Hey, you crazy!”

I turned to Jamal and Ruby.

“What did Cesar say?” I asked. I was curious to know why Monse was so upset and why they weren’t talking to him.

“Cesar said he hit it” I gasped and turned to look at Monse leaned over talking to Oscar.

“Jamal!” Ruby yelled and Jamal quickly covered his mouth with his hand. He turned to me”, look just don’t tell Monse”

“I won’t, but you know the truth always comes out, I’ll talk to-“

“Hey Y/N! Get in the car, I’ll take you home”

I turned to look at Oscar and crossed my arms.

“No, I’m perfectly fine with walking.”

Cesar turned to look at me with desperation in his eyes. I sighed and bid my goodbyes as I got in next to Cesar.

Oscar drove me to his house and asked me to stay for a while. But I declined and told him I was gonna pass to the bathroom and get some of my stuff, although I left out the second part. I was only gone for six weeks and the house is already a mess. Ugh, men. By the time I walked out, I saw Cesar sitting on the couch and Oscar sitting behind him on a crate, with Monse standing in front of him.

“We can go inside-“ Oscar cut him off by clearing his throat “, But uh if you wanna sit on my face, you gotta put that mouth on pause so I can concentrate”

All of the Santos laughed and he fist bumped Oscar. Poor Monse had the look of humiliation on her face.

“What the fuck? You put him up to this didn’t you!”

“Hey,” Oscar stood up and tried to get in my face “,don’t start shit.”

“Fuck you Oscar”

I was beyond pissed. How dare he try to intimidate me in front of his puto friends. I wanted to release some steam by hanging out with my friends but they were on the clock so that was a no and my mom went to visit family in Mexico, so I’m in a house all by myself . You must be wondering what happened to Tony. Let’s just say he could see I wasn’t Interested and he wasn’t mad. He told me he loved me and he’d be willing to wait for me when I realize Oscar ain’t shit.

I was watching tv in the living room when I heard movement in my room. I could feel my heart start racing. I sped tip-toed into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I stood beside my closed bedroom door and waited for whoever was in there to come out. My heart sped as the door opened and I put the knife against the throat of the perpetrator. Only it wasn’t, it was Oscar. I let out a sigh of relief.

“What the fuck Oscar? You could’ve knocked on the door”

I walked to the kitchen with him following behind me and put the knife away.

“What are you doing here?”

“Came to talk.”

“ I don’t have anything to say to you’’

“Haven’t seen you with that guy”

“What’s it to you?” I asked as I leaned on the kitchen counter. I watched as he stepped closer to me.

“I failed you a thousand times, yet you’re still mine”

He walked closer so our chests were touching, he held my chin up gently forcing me to look up at him.

“He seemed sincere unlike my flaws, but I’m the bad guy you don’t stop loving. You’re like Cinderella and he’s the pitiful fool and even though I’m not Prince Charming, I’m still the love of your life”

My eyes started to water and I tried to look down but he wouldn’t let me.

“Oscar- please”

“I love you, Y/N”

I felt a tear run down my face and Oscar leaned his forehead against mine touching my nose with his.

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earlgodwin · 8 days

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neil jordan has the opportunity to pull the most galaxy-brained idea possible by announcing the borgias film focusing on cesare's redemption arc and his final years and adopt francis ford coppola's style in the godfather part iii with a similar plot in a renaissanic way since cesare is michael corleone's counterpart. as he tries to patch it up with lucrezia for putting his ambitions above her just like how michael did with kay, being remorseful over murdering juan to take his army like how michael was remorseful over murdering fredo...give it to me now!

#françois arnaud bagging an oscar???? also his age is accurate now like if he didnt play cesare again then what's the point of life #lucrezia running away from cesare the entire borgia apocalypse script....FIX IT NOW #i also wanna see holly franco and david reunite is that too much to ask??!??!?!#we need more exploration especially when juan never had a closer he just...got thrown into the tiber lol #also juan dream sequences or spirit just to see david reprising his role!!!#specifically when he helps cesare in his final battle before he dropped just like how david wanted....yeah #the borgias #text post

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thestringsonmyguitarneck · 2 years

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Kill him

this is a Cesar Diaz kinda thing where she’s his mother figure. she basically dates oscar and theyre commited, ig. lemme know if yall want p2

also this is NOT proofread. read at your own risk

MENTIONS OF DEATH/KILLING

you were in your bedroom swinging your butterfly knife, the one your mother gave you before she left. your dad was out at work, so you decided to have a quiet night of knife practice and R&B music. you placed your knife carefully on your dresser as your text notifications interrupted you

Son❤: Oscar Wants me to kill Latrelle

You: what?

your kidding right?

Son❤:NO. I dont wanna do this Y/N. Help me

You: get here NOW

Cesar was one of the most important people in your life you practically raised him. before Oscar went to jail you two did it together. you and Oscar have been tight your whole life. You were his first kiss, his first girlfriend, his first heartbreak and now you two planned on marrying each other you never kept anything from each other. Ceasar knocked on your door and you rushed to answer it before he even came in you set the record straight.

“You are NOT gonna kill that boy.”

“but i have to Y/N. he pulled a gun on me and threatened my family. Oscar wants me to do this!”

“Oscar, Mi culo! mijo, this is your life and i want you to live it out to the fullest. I don’t care what your brother says I’m not gonna let him or you ruin it!”

“So what are we gonna do Mama?”

“We? no, no, no Mi Nino. I’m gonna kill him.”

#on my block #cesar diaz #oscar diaz #cesar x reader #cesar diaz x reader #oscar diaz x reader #omb x reader #on my block x reader #x yn

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agelessphotography · 4 days

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César Chávez at Safeway Boycott in Los Angeles, Oscar R. Castillo, early 1970s

#photography #vintage photography #vintage #black and white photography #cesar chavez #los angeles #california #oscar r castillo #1970s #american #mexican #chicano #boycott #civil rights #workers rights #labor rights

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bimbhoez · 27 days

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hiii!! i’m khlo. she/her. bisexual. mexicana latina. sanrio n spider man obsessed.

boundaries , character list , masterlist

please do not copy or repost any of my works on other platforms, reblogs are always appreciated as well as comments. thank you!

sometimes i’ll be active n mostly when i’m in the writing mood 💕

#୨ৎ ;; desiredlust #xx bimbhoez #pretty in pink #y2kcore #bimbo doll #ellie williams smut #abby anderson smut #miguel o’hara smut #dbf!miguel #spider noir smut #michael afton smut #mike schmidt smut #vanessa shelly smut #cesar diaz smut #oscar diaz smut #Spotify

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dearest-lady-disdain · 1 year

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normal people, sally rooney, shadow and bone 1x07 the unsea, a woman of no importance - oscar wilde, the borgias 3x10 the prince, richard siken - litany in which certain things are crossed out

#(brain) wormin time #normal people #sally rooney #shadow and bone #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #kanej #six of crows #a woman of no importance #oscar wilde #the borgias #lucrezia borgia #cesare borgia #richard siken

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amorediaz-writes · 9 months

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This blog is for 18+ so minors DNI

𝗔𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗠𝗲

- Christina

- I’m 25 and a Taurus

- I’m a fan of multiple fandoms

- I like to write NSFW content

- I’ve been writing since I was 14

𝖮𝗇 𝖬𝗒 𝖡𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖬𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

𝐂𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐳

"𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾."

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫

"𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒!"

𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳

"𝖭𝗈𝗐, 𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽. 𝖲𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍."

𝐎𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐳

"𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌."

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page150 · 2 years

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A Present for Oscar 🎁pt. 1- César x Reader (Siblings)

Request: None

Pronouns: None Stated

Word Count: 863

Warnings: Gun Mention at the end

Summary: Your brother Oscar is returning from jail and you get him a present against your other brother, César's judgement.

“César, come on.” You grin, pulling César into yet another department store.

“No, I don’t see why we’re doing this.” César groaned. “He’s just going to get locked up again the minute he gets out.”

A frown forms on your face, “Don’t say that. He said he’s going to do better. If you’re going to be rude you can go. You could’ve given me the money and let me go by myself.”

“No,” He muttered, opening the store door for you. “The block’s getting restless. I don’t need you wandering by yourself.”

You roll your eyes, “The block’s been restless ever since he left. Let’s just focus on the good things now. Oscar’s coming home, and we need to get him a present!”

César put on a small smile as you began to wander the store. He wondered how you could be so happy. Oscar wasn’t exactly bad but he definitely wasn’t good. He went to jail. For months it was just the two of you and some Santos. Sure, he was used to it, but while Oscar was gone, César had stayed. He had to hold you when you cried. He had to make sure that you were safe. César knew Oscar would do the same but he was never there to act on it.

Shaking his head, he looked through a selection of coats. He held up a dark blue one with large matte black buttons, “What about this one?”

“Hmm I don’t know,” You hold up some cologne, “What about this?”

“No, Oscar would want to pick out his own cologne.”

You smile, “I just can’t wait to see him. We need to hurry up if he’s coming home tomorrow. What do you think he would like the best? You know him more.”

“Ummm,” César scanned the department store. There were rows of clothes, different sections of shirts and pants. There was cologne and perfume on glass stands with models on posters near the displays. He always hated stores like this, ones that couldn’t focus on one item, but a selection of kitchen appliances caught his eye.

“He likes to cook, right?” César questioned. “We could get him some cooking supplies. Like a new knife set or something.”

“Yes!” You cheered, pulling him to the selection. “Let’s get him some knives.”

César looked at the different brands of shiny metal knives. They were almost pretty, gleaming under the fluorescent light bulbs. He knew Oscar would love some, but they were all so expensive. Only $20 sat crumbled in his pocket. When he raised his head to see which ones you were looking at he noticed you had left the section and were heading to the checkout center. An expensive knife set in your hands.

He quickly walked towards you, “What are you doing? Those are $70! We don’t have that much.”

“Don’t worry about it,” You smiled.

The lady behind the cash register scanned the set, “Anything else?

“Yes,” You point towards an apron with different vegetables printed on it, “I’ll like to get this too.”

“Alright! That will be $80, cash or card?”

“Cash if that’s okay,” You say pulling out some dollar bills from your wallet.

“Y/N, you don’t have to do this,” César muttered.

“But I want to, he’s our brother César. He’s all we have so we’re going to get him a present.” You whisper, handing the cashier the bills.

The lady handed you the bag and with a “good-bye” and the two of you walked out of the store and out of the mall. The walk home was quick and silent. César’s head was filled with worries. Who knows what could’ve happened to Oscar while he was in jail. Maybe he has a shorter temper, or maybe he wants to be left alone. Either way he was afraid for your hopes to be shattered.

While he was away he didn’t allow you to see Oscar. It was a decision that broke up the previously close bond the two of you had. You tried to convince César, but he wouldn’t let up. You didn’t know, but César didn’t want you to see Oscar liked that, but now he regrets it. Maybe it would’ve been good to see Oscar, so your hopes wouldn’t be up. Believing he was the same man as before.

Unknown to César you were scared, so scared that everything would all change once he was back. You weren’t living in a delusion, you knew Oscar wasn’t the softest person, but being without him so long made you miss him, not hate him. If Oscar came back César would relax a bit. You weren’t a little kid, but César was so worried that something would happen to you. Having your biggest brother back would fix it. Even if you didn’t get Oscar back you could possibly get César back.

This was all you thought about as you fell asleep. The knife set and apron tied nicely with a blue bow sitting on the coffee table in the living room.

The next morning César woke up before you. He sat outside on the front steps on the porch. The sky was orange with a bit of blue poking out and the sun shone on his face. A breeze flowed through the trees and he watched as the leaves rustled. He tapped his foot anxiously.

You walked outside and tossed César an apple. He looked up at you.

“You need to eat.”

César sighed and took a bite out of the apple. He rested his head on the palm of his hand.

“It’s a nice day, isn’t it?” You asked, gazing up at the sky.

“Yeah,” He chewed the apple slowly.

You sat next to César. He looked tired. “Don’t tell me you’ve been out here all night. That’s not healthy.”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Well, go inside and take a nap. I’ll stay out here and tell you when he’s here.”

César opened his mouth to argue, but he had been tossing and turning all night. Every time he went to sleep he would wake up minutes later. He got up, stopping to look at you. Sometimes he forgot that you were only two years younger. He went inside leaving you by yourself on the porch.

One hour passed, then two, then more and when César woke up he was met in a purely silent house. He rolled over in his bed, reaching for his phone and saw that it was long past 3, when Oscar was supposed to come home.

Getting up, he walked through the house calling for your name. César prepared for the worst. Walking to the door he lightly knocked, he thought he heard you shuffling inside.

“Y/N it’s okay. We don’t need him anyway, open the door. Please.”

César opened the door expecting to see you inside, but you were gone. Your radio played soft music on the nightstand. Your sheets were still crumbled from where you left them that morning. Your walls were lined with photos. Some with César, some with César ‘s friends and some with Oscar.

He felt his heart begin to beat, he ran through the small house, checking every room.

“Y/N where are you? Y/N it’s okay!” He checked the backyard. Red solo cups littered the grass, but you were nowhere near. The sun was beginning to set.

Running back inside he checked for a note, a text message, anything. He anxiously ran his hands through his hair, pacing back and forth. In the months since Oscar had left, you had never gone anywhere without notifying someone. Suddenly he heard someone talking outside. Low, gruff voices. He grabbed a gun, and moved towards the door.

Author's Note: Comment below what y'all want me to write! I'm having a little case of writer's block lol so I'm up for anything on my masterlist. I debated posting this one or a Latrelle one, but he'll probably be next. Also, do people still read/write omb fics? I don't really use A03 but I know there wasn't many new ones on tumblr or wattpad. But, I just love writing OMB characters. Anyway I hope y'all enjoy this one! If you enjoyed this please like and follow for more. Have a wonderful day ~c'k

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themuselesswriter · 1 year

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Imagine: You are in a love hate relationship with Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

“What do you want?”

“Can you stop being a little puta for a minute and hear me out?

“Why are you here Spooky?”

“I heard you were in trouble so I brought the homies to help”

“I told you to stop following me around”

“Lay your hands on me ever again and i’ll cut them off”

“Welcome home papi”

“Happy anniversary, through hell and back, ain’t it?”

#museless imagine #on my block #omb #oscar diaz #spooky diaz #oscar spooky diaz #original character #cesar diaz #lil spooky #lil spooky diaz #spooky #jamal turner #ruby martinez #monse finnie #imagine

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aspennntree · 1 year

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sorry everybody. humanity has peaked.

this is the funniest thing anyone has ever done i’m sorry

#rwby #oscar pine #james ironwood #happy cesar death day everyone #ides of march #we are just really funny #ozpin #yes i know that’s oscar in the screenshot but still

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stargirlposts · 1 year

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El Malo

CHAPTER 2

(I know I took quiet a minute to post this but I lost my drafts in my old phone cause it fell in water 😭 and I didn’t back anything up but it’s here it also took a while cause I don’t really like how it turned out im having major writers block so some feedback would be great ps. Thank you for the likes and reposts it means a lot to me

I couldn’t sleep all night after Cesar told me that Oscar is getting out tomorrow. I don’t know what to expect or what’s gonna happen. I cuddled up on the couch as I thought back to when Oscar and I were younger. Him and I had always known each other, not personally but my house was down the street from his, so when I would walk to school, I would walk past his house . As we got older, Oscar and I always exchanged glances but we never talked.

I had never even told my friends about the glances that we shared, he didn’t tell his friends either, it was just something between us. I can still remember when one day I saw him with those beautiful dark curls and the next day it was all gone. Or when I saw his Santos tattoo for the first time.

I always thought Oscar was attractive but I wouldn’t ever dare act on it. He was a santo and I was a goody two-shoes, I never thought he was interested in me. I was the complete opposite of the ideal girl for him in the position he was in as a santo. But he didn’t care about that. He was different. He is different.

But, I’m concerned about how Oscar getting out is gonna affect Cesar. He seemed real distant after he told me that Oscar is getting out. I’m scared about what’s gonna happen

Cesar and another santo went to pick Oscar up, I didn't want to stick around for when they would come back so I decided to go to my mom’s house.

“Mija, you can't hide here forever. You’ll have to face him eventually” my mom stated softly as she stroked my hair lovingly.

“I thought you didn’t want me anywhere near him” I stated as I turned to look at her.

“And I don’t, I told you multiple times when you were a teen not to go anywhere near him and that he was no good for you but look where we are now “

I rolled my eyes with a sigh, “ I have Tony, he’s good for me, isn’t he?”

“Well, from what you’ve told me he is but I’m your mom, I know you don’t love him”

“I don’t know how to leave him, he’s been so good to me but he’s just not-“

“He’s not Oscar “ she started cutting me, “ You’re gonna hurt him if you keep lying princess”

“I told myself I’d learn to love him and I will, it’s just taking a while”

My phone buzzed and I looked to see it was a notification from Cesar

Cesar💙: he’s out.. we’re heading back now

I turned my phone off and told my mom I was going to my room. I was gonna relax and take a nice bath and everything was gonna be fine.

I was writing in my journal when I heard a knock on my door and my mom opening the door halfway.

“Caesar is here to see you ,” she smiled softly and patted Cesar on his shoulder.

“ Hey, Cesar” I said to him as I put my notebook in my bedside drawer.

I saw his eyes looked red and I tugged his wrist to sit down on my bed.

“What happened, what’s wrong?”

“Oscar is forcing me into the gang, I don't want to Y/N..”

We both knew this was gonna happen even before Oscar got arrested.

“Do you want me to talk to him even though I really don’t want to see him but you know I’d do anything for you..”

“We both know nothing's gonna change his mind, I’m scared of him, I don’t think even you could change his mind..He asked about you, I think he wants to see you”

I rolled my eyes but I’m not gonna lie and say that didn’t warm my heart. My mom knocked on my door telling me that she was gonna do a quick run at the store and then pass by Geny’s house. My mom and her were very close practically sisters. Cesar and I talked but then he got a message from Oscar so I walked him to the door, but when I opened it, I felt my heart beat a million times more..there he was the love of my life, Oscar Diaz.

Cesar cleared his throat and started walking out “I’ll wait in the car”

The 1966 Cherry red Chevy Impala. Oscar and I share a lot of memories together in that car.

“You’re not gonna give me a welcome home hug”

I finally looked up at him.

“I’m seeing someone Oscar” I stated as I crossed my arm, and looked down. As much as I wanted to hug him and kiss him, I couldn’t.

He chuckled at this “Yea, I’ve heard, but he’s not me, you’re still mine Y/N..”

“Oscar, it’s not the same anymore”

“You can lie to yourself but we both know, you still love the way I still love you” he gently touched my chin and closed the door, leaving me to wipe away my own tears.

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dare-g · 1 year

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Wild Tales (2014)

#wild tales #damian szifron #ricardo darin #leonardo sbaraglia #erica rivas #oscar martinez #rita cortese #julieta zylberberg #cesar bordon #talks

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sageworld · 8 months

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i wish i was on tumblr during the on my block era bc i would’ve cleared

(i have one cuete one shot up from like a year ago)

#on my block #spooky smut #cesar díaz imagine #oscar díaz smut

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caiusmarciuscoriolanus · 1 month

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Rewatching on my block and realizing that Mario had wasted potential. He obviously had his own tiny subplot with the whole baby thing but I genuinely think they could have done more with his character. What I really think would have been cool would be to have further explored his relationship to Oscar. You’re probably thinking “Benny they had like 2.5 scenes together, what relationship?” It’s very obvious in season 2, episode 5, that they know each other somehow. They openly talk to one another at the store counter when Mario is buying snacks and stuff for Ruby. Mario is open about what’s going on and about his concern for his little brother. Oscar asks if the snacks are for his baby mama, indicating that he knows about her. He even laughs and listens when Mario expresses his concern. Those topics of conversation are not ones that you have with strangers or even just because your siblings are friends. They know each other someway. Whether because they went to school together or because Cesar and ruby have been friends for a while. This point is also solidified later at the party when they have that drink together Oscar also doesn’t seem to have any issue about Mario being there even though we haven’t seen them hang out before this. At this point, Oscar keeps to his people and only really lets ruby come to the party because he feels responsible for the pain ruby is going through. Oscar would have said no had it been anyone else but allowed Mario to come and had no issue with him being there at all. Either way they know of each other. I think it genuinely would have been a fun avenue to explore in allowing Mario and Oscar to be childhood friends that had fallen apart due to Oscar being a Santo and having them sort of come together again as we watch the parallel of Cesar’s relationship with ruby, monse, and Jamal go through the ringer. It could have been this really cool way of showing that the kids were gonna have to grow up and it would be possible that even though you get older, things aren’t always easier or change all that much. It could have also been a reflection point for them in realizing that, despite how most teens feel, the world isn’t ending and we all go through similar shit at times. We’re all trying to get it figured out.

#on my block #look I don’t know I’m ripped and started thinking about this #oscar diaz #Mario Martinez #cesar diaz #ruby Martinez #monse finnie #Jamal turner

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