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[whore4anime]

My Fault- Oscar Diaz

This was requested but anonymously 

Pairings- Oscar “Spooky” Diaz x Reader

Summary- You have abusive parents and Oscar finds bruises all over your body. Vowing to never let anyone ever touch you Oscar goes to your house and things don't end so well for your parents.

Warnings- This mentions and talks about physically and mentally abusive parents if you are easily triggered please do not read.

(Credit to owner of this gif I think @merakiaes​ I've saved so many gifs so idk man)

“Stupid bitch” My father said as he pulled his hand back and slapped me. My hand instantly going up to touch my cheek the sting getting worse. Tears began to form in my eye. 

“I-I’m sorry” I mumbled looking up at my ad from where I sat on the floor cleaning up the drink I spilled. “Yeah you better be sorry Puta! That was my cerveza!” He yelled kicking me in the stomach. Tears fell and I gasped for air holding my stomach. That’s when I wished I wasn’t there anymore but with Oscar.

“Finish cleaning this shit up” my father walked away. I was glad my mom wasn’t here it was always worse when she was there. They always liked to gang up on me. They’d leave black eyes, bruises, and cuts all over my body from beating up on me. 

I wish I could leave but I couldn’t bare to leave my sister there with them. I always took the beatings so she didn’t have to. I began to scrub the carpets tears still falling down my red cheeks. 

Once I finished cleaning the spilled beer I went to my room closing the door quietly and getting my phone from where I hid it last. Oscar had gotten it for me so I can text him knowing that I didn’t have a phone of my own.

I had a text from Oscar, “Good morning mi amor”. I smiled to myself looking up at the door making sure no one was coming into my room before I sent a message to him. “Morning baby” I quickly replied putting my phone under my pillow waiting for a reply. 

I began to get ready for work covering the bruise on my neck  with an insane amount of concealer. The bruise was from yesterday when my dad held be against the wall by my neck. 

I changed my shirt seeing the bruises on my rubs from where he kicked me today. I was use to the mental abuse by now but after getting kicked and slapped after so long it starts to hurt not just physically.

 Makes me wonder if I even need to be here anymore. Wishing every night that I didn’t have a little sister look after and that I didn’t have a boyfriend waiting for me to get out of here. 

Wishing that no one cared anymore so I didn’t have to either.

I pushed the thoughts going through my head away and finished getting ready for work. Putting on the casual face of makeup I always wore eyeliner, mascara, and lip gloss. I grabbed my phone that was still hidden under my pillow I got message from Oscar. “You on your way to work? Want me to watch y/s/n?” I smiled at how he always looked out for me. 

I would have him watch y/s/n when my parents were to drunk and were being abusive. I quickly replied “Yeah ill drop her off in 10 minutes” I quickly put my phone in my purse. 

I walked to my little sisters room. She sat on her bed reading the book I got her for her birthday. She was 13 years old. She was 5 years younger than me. I planned on moving out as soon as possible and taking her with me but I don’t have enough money saved up. 

“Y/s/n get ready you’re gonna stay with Oscar till I get off work” she nodded her head and smiled in response she loved Oscar. She slipped her shoes on and put her hair into a high ponytail. “I’m ready.” She said walking over to me. 

Our dad was already passed out on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand. Our mom who knows where she was at.

We walked to Oscars since he only lived a block from my house. “Ill pick you up around 4 okay?” I said knowing that we would probably hang around Oscar a little longer after I get off work. “Okay” she said looking down at her feet. 

Once we got to Oscar house I was greeted by several Santos that hung around Oscars house everyday for some reason. I saw Oscar get up from were he was sitting on the porch. A smile growing on his face “Hey princesa” he said giving me a kiss and then greeting y/s/n. 

“Hey papi” I said returning the kiss. “Cesars inside if you wanna go hang with him” Oscar said turning his attention to your sister who was awkwardly standing there. She gave him a smile and began to walk inside all of the Santos now greeting the shy 13 year old. 

“Okay well I have to go to work I’ll be back at 4 okay?”  I said giving him another kiss “Okay I love you” He said pulling me in for a longer kiss. I pulled away from his soft plump lips, “I love you too”.  

I pulled away thanking God that he didn’t notice the bruises on my neck and cheek that were poorly covered. Oscar would have went to my house and beat the shit out of my dad. Which he promised me he would do last time I showed up to his house with bruises. 

-

“Bye Najiy” I said waving at one of my friends I worked with. When I walked out I saw the iconic red cherry impala that you loved seeing. Not because it was a nice car but because it meant your favorite person was close. 

I walked towards the man leaning against the cherry red impala “Hey baby” he said a smile growing on his face. I walked over putting my hands around his neck “Hola papi.” “Hey mama, how was work?” He said giving you a kiss and wrapping his arms around your waist. 

“It was good. I’m tired and my back hurts though and there was this one rude costumer that I couldn’t go off on.” Oscar chuckled at I waved my finger when talking about the rude costumer. 

“How about we go back to my place and I give you a back massage while you tell me all about this rude costumer.” Oscar lifted his brow and smirking to see what I thought about his idea. “Deal” I replied pulling away from his arms and he opened the door for me. 

-

Once we got home Cesar and Y/s/n were sitting down on the couch watching a movie a little bit to close. But that back massage was calling my name so I would deal with that later. I walked into Oscars room and took off my shirt because back rub were so much better skin to skin.

“What the fuck happened?” Oscar said coming up to me and touching my bruised stomach. Fuck. “It-It’s nothing I..” I paused trying to think of an excuse “ran into a pole” I blurted out. His eyes and hands now examining the rest of my body he quickly found the bruise on my neck in the shape of a hand. Then soon finding the one on my cheek. “Y/n what the fuck? Why didn’t you tell me? 

“Don’t fucking lie to me y/n.” Oscar said looking back up into my eyes. His eyes no longer brown but black, I feared for what was going to my dad. “It was my fault” I said making excuses for the man who physically and mentally abuses me everyday. 

I don’t know why, I don’t owe him anything but I couldn’t seem to get the thought that it was my fault. “I dropped his drink all over the carpet…it’s my fault.” I said a tear now falling down my cheek.

“Mi amor,” Oscar said now wiping away the tear with his hand leaving his hand on my face. His facial expression now looks hurt. “no one deserves this. No es tu culpa mamas. I made a promise to you that I would never let anyone touch you again not after last time, and if they did they would regret it.” He said now focusing his attention back to what my father did. He kissed his teeth, “I can’t let him get away with this.” Oscar made his way out of the room and I quickly put my shirt back on to chase after him.

“Oscar p-please no!” I shouted chasing after him. Cesar and my sister getting up to my yell. “What happened?” Cesar asked looking at me worried and then back at Oscar who now slammed the door shut.

 “Y/s/n we need to go. Cesar come help me get your brother under control.” I said tears still falling down my face. I heard Oscars car pull out of the driveway. I ran as fast as I could back to my house  hoping I could make it before Oscar killed my dad.  

I ran inside the door open my eyes going to the sound of a smack from Oscars fist connecting to my dads jaw. “Oscar stop! You’re going to kill him!” I cried out Oscars fists still hitting my dad. 

I ran towards Oscar… Well now Spooky and tried to pull him off. Cesar soon coming in and helping me get him off of him. “If you ever touch her again voy a matarte!” Oscar yelled pointing his finger at my dad who laid on the floor blood all over his face. 

“Y/n  and y/s/n get your stuff you guys are moving in with me.” He said looking at me and then at my sister who was now crying and being hugged by Cesar. I looked at my dad then to Oscar. I didn’t know whether to be grateful or mad. I knew I should be grateful but that’s my dad he wasn’t always like this. 

But my gut told me to get my stuff and get out of there. I ran to my room and grabbed some of my clothes and everything I needed so did y/s/n. 

I got into Oscars car my hands trembling from what just happened. Oscar saw this and put his bloody hand on mine trying to calm me down. “It’s gonna be okay.” He said glancing over at me. I nodded my head a few more tears now falling. 

-

I laid in Oscars bed staring up at the ceiling looking back at everything that happened today. Oscar broke the silence, “As long as you’re with me no one will touch you.” I moved my head and placed it on his bare chest my hand moving in circular motions on his chest.

 “I love you Osc.” I was now looking up at him into his soft brown eyes. “I love you to princesa.” 

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[spookysmujer]

‘03 Bonnie & Clyde, O.Diaz

Summary: After hearing many stories of the infamous Santo, Oscar Diaz, you have your first encounter with him at a block party.

warnings: cute s h e t 🥺

word count: 1.2K

a/n: All we need in this life of sin is Oscar’s fine ass 🥵 thank you for requesting babes!  Please consider: following my blog, heart/comment/reblog my content as well as turning on the notifs for when I post new content, much appreciated :)

requested by: @justatiredfool​

(gif belongs to @goldscoyne​ ✨)

You weren’t one to go to parties. In fact you can count on one hand how many parties you had been to since the end of high school. It’s sad but it’s who you are. You prefer the comfort of your own home along with a good book and some red wine. But after the many mentions of the party from a friend, you felt you had no choice but to say yes. 

“I am so happy you are here! Go mingle!” 

Another cup beer is placed in your hand. Your friend is gone just as soon as she appeared. You shake your head with a small smile on your lips while taking a sip of the bitter liquid. There are a bunch of familiar faces here along with some you don’t know. No harm in making new friends?

The first summer party since graduating high school a few weeks ago. It’ll be fun, you’ll drink and enjoy some good company. It’s a time to celebrate! You’re in the corner, watching guys play beer pong and girls ogling over them. Soon enough the house piles with more bodies and it feels overly clustered.

Out in the backyard, it’s nearly as packed but there is more free flowing air. You scan the crowd and see a bunch of classmates, lower classmen and the town’s up-to-no good gang, the Santos. The older group of guys have girls surrounding them. It’s pathetic to see how they are flinging themselves at them for attention that will probably only last one night. 

For a moment you watch the one they call ‘Spooky’. How is it they get their names when joining a gang? Is it given to them? Do they do something that determines it? You are so lost in trying to figure it out, you find he is staring back at you. Some of the other Santos taking notice as well. The smug looks on their faces make you step away, bumping into someone and spilling your drink all over your top. You groan and make your way to the bathroom.

The fabric of your halter top is soaked and there is no way you plan on spending the night like this. You send a quick text to your friend that you have to leave. But she doesn’t respond at all and you remember quickly that she was your ride to the party. You are standing near the street, cursing to yourself, “You’re Y/S/N’s little sister, right?” 

The voice makes you jump as you swivel on your heel to see Spooky standing behind you. You clutch your chest and look around if there is anyone else he could be talking to. Though it’s dumb to think so considering he just asked about your older sister. “Um, yeah I am. How do you know her?” He cracks a small smile.

“Went to school with her. Though she stayed behind a grade due to getting knocked up, she was a cool ass chick.” He explains and you nod, intrigued that he was never mentioned in any conversations you had with Y/S/N. “What’s your name?”

You take a second before answering, “Y/N.”

He nods, stepping away from you to light a blunt. You watch as he fires it up and takes a big hit, holding out to you as an offer. You politely decline, trying to not make things awkward but you’ve never talked with a gang member before. Or an older guy at that. Your sister is nearly 7 years older than you.

“Cool. Y/N.” You smile and look away. Something about how he is painted as this badass guy but the more you keep looking at him, his features seem so soft. And he speaks respectfully towards you. “Trying to get home. Soaked my top.” 

“I can give you a ride, party is lame and half these hynas can’t take a hint.” That makes you laugh and you ponder the offer of a ride home. And though you were always told to never jump in with strangers, you don’t feel entirely uncomfortable around him.

You look around and notice your low battery on your phone. It would die soon and you’d really be stranded not being able to call an uber or lyft. With your sister no longer living in Freeridge, parents divorced with your dad out of the picture and mom an ER nurse currently working a graveyard shift, the Santo leader is your next best option.

He waits for a response, “You sure? I mean… it won’t be bad for your reputation to be seen driving around a fresh outta high school hyna?” It’s his turn to laugh. “On the contrary.”

After sometime you nod your head and he leads his way to his ride. It's a beautiful 1963 Chevy Impala in a gleaming red color. You admire it as you approach it. He notices you looking at it with big interest, most girls exaggerated how much of a sexy car it is just to get in it and make out with him. But you are different with it and he admires that about you.

You run your hand along the hood of it. It’s nothing new to see these old school rides in California but for a place like Freeridge with all the goes down, his car is in mint condition, “You into cars?” He asks as you straighten up after leaning down to take a look at his trims. “Not really, but my dad used to always check out those car shows a couple of towns over, I remember him talking about Impalas a lot.”

“What kind of ride does he have?” You chuckle, “I wouldn’t know, he left when I was 7.” He watches as you get in through the passenger side. Turns out there are more similarities between the two of you than meets the eye.

“Are you sure you are okay with driving me home,Spooky? Aren’t your friends gonna think something?” Oscar always preferred that the ladies call him by his street name. He internally cringed hearing you call him that as he turned on the engine. “ Call me Oscar, they ain’t gonna think of nothing. I’m just giving you a ride home.” 

You look over at him and watch him for a brief moment. Truly how the saying goes that there is more beneath the surface. Your first thoughts of him were of a gangster that could never be up to no good. But turns out, he isn’t half as bad.

After giving him directions to your place, he’s pulling onto the street no longer than 15 minutes later. And within that time, you two chatted up about all kinds of things. Cars, school, even some hopes and dreams. You hadn’t noticed the time that passed by til you checked the time on his dash.

“Geez, it’s nearly 4AM. My bad.” You apologize knowing you can be quite chatty, he brushes it off, thanking you for the company you gave him. “I should get in. My mom will be home in half an hour and well, she has a mean throwing arm with range.”

Oscar laughs wholeheartedly at your comment, making you laugh as well. “Gracias por todo, Oscar. Um, there’s a car show outside of LA next week. I don’t know much about rides but I’m sure you’d like it.”

Are these butterflies? Oscar thinks as you wait for an answer, “Sounds dope. I’ll pick you. Um, should I call?” He asks you as the feeling of butterflies begins to fill your stomach. You nod and pull out your eyeliner from your purse to scribble on his arm, he looks at it then to you as you exit his car. A smile stuck on his face.

How eventful tonight has been.

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[chaneajoyyy]

Hi 👋🏾...I’m so sorry to bother you. I was just wondering if when you had the time you could compile a list of your fav Oscar “Spooky” Diaz fics. Thank you and love you so much.

Hi!!!!👋🏾👋🏾👋🏾!! You are not bothering me at all!! I haven’t read all the Oscar “Spooky” Diaz fics yet so I’m gonna put the ones I’ve read (they’re all good) and writers/fics i may be not have gotten to yet. You’re welcome!💛. And thank you for the support!!💛🤗

FAVES FOR OSCAR ‘SPOOKY’ DIAZ

- sanctuary, caught, crazy runs in the family- @blackmissfrizzle

- i been, how many drinks?- @blackgirlimaginesmarvel

- workout, cupcaking, lost ones- @songficsbyrissi

- growth- @eerythingisshaka

- lovers in a dangerous time- @theficplug

- everything she wants series (includes a saint’s heart is breaking and green (and red) lights))-  @nachtaiwrites

- pipe down series, bde- @blessedboo

- payback, in denial, when you’re pregnant, hard day, problems, trust- @namubabies

-happy halloween, two peas in a pod series (with sad eyes)- @spookyswhore

- mama bear series, flustered, early mornings, drunk in love, nail shop fail,  daddy,  let’s have another, sick, puppy love-  @youllneverknowrac

- give an inch- @sincerelyasomebody

- a quick trip to the store, intoxicating, baby i-  @deansblackbeauty

- tricks for treats, life’s a beach, seeing red-  @write-eat-sleep-repeat (seach: spooky x reader, oscar diaz x reader)

- two years later series,  ray comes home- @pantherxrogers

- pregnancy cravings at 2:30 am, nails done, parents argue sometimes, a needy car ride, this is for her- @royhey

- peaches, no mas, lo que siento, summer nights, this i promise, nirvana, heated- @spookysmujer

- wife shit, surrender, baby series, potty mouth, mine? series, vegas baby- @spookysnena

- prompt 25 ! “please I was thinking dad!oscar with reader maybe in the two years later thing, cause i imagine him witha little girl of 1 yrs old and her just stirring next to him wearing a crown and tutu and fiary wings and oscar to tea party”- @spookysruca

- adult problems- @killmongerkink

- familia series, misunderstanding, claim me, marry me, truth will set you free, falling, besame mucho, his treasures; mi vida, mi alma; worse ways to die, where i belong, blueberry kisses, pussy whipped series (includes comfortable), all forgive, a day in the life of a santo; fly, butterfly series (includes always); once is a mistake series (includes twice is choice), in your arms, what they can’t have-  @merakiaes

- somebody to die for- @chasing-classics

- changes series- @cherry-bomb-jasmine

- careful, sweetie. i see the green monster coming out of you; my forever love, but not his- @oscars-wifeyyy

- moving on, it’s been a while, family first series, witness series, see me, light of my life, alway welcome, so close, connection, welcome to the family, secrets unveiled, resistence is futile, opposites attract, not going anywhere, what once was, stay safe, lean on me, the unpredictable santo, the confessions, making it personal, stuck with you-  @themenof--freeridge

- don’t walk away- @ctrlszn

- little monster- @spookysupxrnatural

- father issues series, prompt “oscarxreader were having a full blown argument and they have young kids ask if oscar and reader are getting a divorce and then after osca and reader make up fluffy ending”, insecurites-  @nineteenninety-six

- half of us, don’t mess with her, where is she?-  @jvkekiszka 

- dating oscar would include, que malo series, body party, deule el amor series (includes we belong together),  don’t matter, gangsta, body say, fun house,  unsteady, who knew, miss independent series (includes sprung on a thug), toxic series, pbore diabla, being pregant with oscar’s baby would include, nsfw alphabet, oscar proposing to you would include, marrying oscar would incude,  todo cambio series-  @youare-mysonshine

***I WILL BE ADDING TO THIS LIST AS I GET TO READING ALL THE OSCAR FICS**

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[spookyswhore]

Two Peas in a Pod (Part 2)

Summary: Maybe this was a situation better than you thought.

Part 2 requested by @spookysnena

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: none, just some fluff

For some reason, today was more exhausting than usual. Per usual, Freeridge was hot as hell but something was off. Maybe it was that time was moving slowly at your job this particular day. Or your raging headache. Or the fact that you’ve been avoiding Oscar ever since the major little debacle at his place three days ago. Or a little bit of all three. See, you kind of left and never really told Oscar how you felt about him. You felt guilty after letting Sad Eyes down and you freaked out and left Oscar on his couch in a confused daze. But you made sure to give him a call and talk it out, with him reassuring you that the situation was okay. You never really been in that kind of scenario before, especially with thinking that it was more for those dramatic rom-coms, so you were feeling a little bit overwhelmed. Which only intensified as you noticed Oscar enter into the store you worked at, and internally panicked. It was obvious that all of your efforts for avoiding him were going down the drain by the millisecond. Oscar approached the counter the same time as Mario, surprisingly. They dapped it up and struck up a conversation about how Ruby was doing amidst his whole shooting situation. According to what you’ve listened to, he wasn’t really doing great. Oscar turned to you, while the other other cashier rang up Mario, and asked you to turn up the radio. 

“Where have you been?” he asked. You ignored his question. You tried to salvage any sort of avoidance you had left, although you got a little bit scared when his voice grew deep. Ultimately, you decided it was best to ignore him and continued to ring up the rest of his items. 

~

It was close to 11 when you ended your shift. Around 10:45. It was apparent what the exhaustion of the day left on your body. All you wanted right now was some food, your bed, and some Netflix if the tiredness in your body allowed it. But, you knew you were going to be in for an even longer night when you saw Oscar leaning against the drivers side of his Impala taking a pull of his cigarettes. 

“Those things stink.” You said, the disgust jumping out of you. You never really grasped the appeal to cigarettes. Your dad used to smoke them before he passed and every single time you would gag. The smell was making you physically sick. “What are you doing here?”

He took one last pull of his cigarette and walked around the car to open the passenger seat. 

"Get in." He said

You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion and hesitance for a moment but then you realized this is typical Oscar behavior. It was just a little weird especially after the couple days you’ve had. You made your way to the passenger seat and shrugged your bag from your shoulders to place it on your lap, at this point you were honestly over it. Noticing your blatant tiredness, he took your bag and gently threw it somewhere in the back seat. He also reached over you to buckle your seatbelt for you. 

“Thanks…” You muttered tiredly. You slid down in your seat trying to get comfortable and dragged a hand over your face. 

“Long day?” Oscar spoke. 

“Yeah…” 

“Well your day is about to get longer. We’re getting something to eat.” 

“Oscar really? I just want to go home right now.” You pleaded. You absolutely did not have the energy for his shenanigans right now. 

“Please? Then I’ll leave you alone for the rest of the night.” 

Your only response was to ignore him as he took that as a ‘yes’ and started the car. Half an hour later, Oscar pulled into ‘The Joint’, which left you in more aggravation.

“Oscar. You do know this is closed right.” 

“Yeah I know.” He dug around for the keys to the joint and dangled them in the air. “I went ahead and asked Dwayne for the keys so we could have some privacy.” 

You couldn’t help to bring yourself to smile at his gesture. This was really a side to him that no one really gets to see and you feel extra special that he’s showing this to you only. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice your side of the door open and Oscar holding out his hand to help you out of the car. You took his hand and he led you inside where your heart melted into a puddle of liquid mass. The floor of the restaurant was adorned with your favorite flower, the Dahlia, and the sound of violin instrumentals played softly in the background. 

“Where did the big bad, scary gang leader get all of this?” 

“This big bad, scary gang leader called a few connections.” He said, coming up behind you and kissing your neck. He then led you to one of the booths and your eyes landed on the menu. Instead of the usual burgers and fries the joint usually makes, it instead held a special three course meal, catered to your favorite foods, that would be made by Chef Diaz himself. 

“First up, for the appetizer. Buffalo wings. Extra spicy.” Oscar said. 

Your mouth salivated as you devoured the wings. The burn of the sauce satisfying your taste buds. At the end, you sat there licking the sauce off of your fingers and burped. 

“Liked it?” Oscar smirked. He took the finished plate of bones only to replace it with another plate but it only held chicken and shrimp alfredo. Just like the last dish, you devoured the plate like it was your last meal. The savory taste of all of the ingredients was hitting your hungry belly  in the best ways possible. But, for dessert, which was honestly the best part, you wanted to slow down and be a little more intimate for some reason. You asked Oscar to sit and share the cheesecake with you. Time seemed to fly by as you two held a conversation with you about almost everything. Surprisingly, Oscar was very athletic in his younger days.

“So you threw up then passed out?” You laughed.

“It’s not funny. It made me lose the love I had for basketball. All the running back and forth traumatized me.” 

“You are so dramatic.” You said. It got quiet as you stared at his face for a while. “Hey, I need to tell you something.” Oscar stopped his movements and looked into your eyes. 

“I like you. Not in a friendly way either. That’s why I choose you over Sad Eyes. You make me happy. I look forward to seeing you everyday. There’s much more I probably want to say but can’t think of right now but yeah…” 

“Does it help your memory that I feel the same way?”

“Maybe…” You laughed.. It got quiet again but this time, Oscar took the time to capture your lips in a kiss that made you want to tie your heart neatly in a box and give it to him. To have and to hold. Till death do you part. 

“Wow that was…” 

“Yeah.” You both said at the same time. 

“You should really take me home now. I was being serious about wanting to be in my bed” You said, stuffing your belly back into your jeans. As you walked out of the door, Oscar put his flannel from over his tanktop onto your shoulders as he walked you both back to the car. Once you both pulled up in front of your house and decided to be a little naughty and pull Oscar into a tongue tied kiss then exited the car. 

“Bye Oscar.” You dragged on to tease him a little. But before he could get another word in, you ran away into your house like a child while he sat there and laughed at your antics. You plopped onto your bed, which felt like heaven to be honest, and smiled to yourself as you heard Oscar’s car driving down the street, the sound slowly becoming distant. You started to imagine your future with Oscar. A home. A few kids plus Cesar from time to time. Him one day opening up his own restaurant while you manage your own dance company. Things in the love department were finally looking up for you. You fell asleep right after with the wonderful feeling you made the right decision.

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[youare-mysonshine]

todo cambio || playlist

Todo Cambio; Camila

Y fue tan fácil, quererte tanto, algo que no imaginaba

Be Without You; Mary J Blige

Chemistry was crazy from the get-go, neither one of us knew why.

We didn’t build nothing overnight, cause a love like this takes some time

Undone; Haley Reinhart

I’m sorry, I’m really a mess right now.

I’m trying my best to get it together somehow

Anytime; Kelly Clarkson

Just hold on now, cause I can be the one to give you more

Rule the World; 2 Chainz (Feat. Ariana Grande)

Top down on the dawn like I’m used to it, praying you’ll make it home, I got used to it.

Praying you’ll make it home like I’m used to, I realized we could rule the world

You; Lloyd (Feat. Lil Wayne)

Stop, wait a minute, the way you move that girl you done got my heart all in it, and I just wanna be with you tonight

I Could Fall In Love; Selena

I could lose my heart tonight, if you don’t turn and walk away.

Cause the way I feel I might, lose control and let you stay

Noche De Sexo; Wisin y Yandel (Feat. Aventura)

Hoy es noche de sexo, voy a devorarte nena linda.

Hoy es noche de sexo y voy a cumplir tus fantasias

Bad Girls; M.I.A

Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well

Candy; Doja Cat

Baby, I got everything and so much more than she’s got

Gangsta; Kehlani

I need a gangsta to love me better, than all the others do

Encantadora; Yandel

Ella tiene algo que me atrapa, se me hace muy fácil extrañarla.

Yo que no creo en el amor, en su juego redondo caí, y me enamore

Sometimes; Ariana Grande

I used to be cautious, a little too reckless.

Now all my emotions are all cause of you.

I ain’t even think of leaving sometimes, I ain’t even think of letting go

03’ Bonnie and Clyde; Jay Z and Beyonce

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)

Down to ride till the very end is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)

Bad Decisions; Ariana Grande

We got that hood love

We got that good love

We got that hot love

We got that I don’t give a what love

Safari; J. Balvin (Feat. Pharrell Williams, Sky & BIA)

Mami con tu body

Este party es un safari

Pretty Girl; NB Ridaz

Something about you baby, drives me crazy

Something about this pretty girl, blows my mind

Suga Suga; Baby Bash (Feat. Frankie J)

You got me lifted, shifted, higher than a ceiling

And ooh wee its the ultimate feeling

You got me lifted, feeling so gifted

Suga how you get so fly?

Me & U; Cassie

I know them other guys, they been talking bout the way I do what I do

They heard I was good, they wanna see if it’s true

They know you’re the one I wanna give it to

I can see you want me too

Now it’s me & u

Is it Bad; Cierra Ramirez

Is it bad that I want you? I don’t know what to do

So tell me, oh baby, is it.. bad?

Criminal; Natti Natasha x Ozuna

Tu me robaste el corazón como in criminal (bebe yo no puedo negarlo)

Esto que siento por ti no puede ser legal

Surrender; Natalie Taylor

We let the waters rise

We drifted to survive

I needed you to stay

But I let you drift away

My love where are you? My love where are you?

Whenever you’re ready. whenever you’re ready.

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[firebenderwolf]

Bad Blood (Oscar x Reader) part 3

The yard was silent as the three buff men and the skinner man locked eyes with Y/N. “Gotcha,” The skinner man says as Y/N gulped in fright. “What do you want, tio?” Sad Eyes asks as he makes sure both Monique and Y/N are behind him. “Her, mijo.” The man replies pointing to Y/n who made sure to keep Cesar and the other teens behind her. “You ain't getting her.” Monique says. “Oh you and what army will stop me?” The man taunts when Y/N notices Oscar slowly moving towards her and she starts panicking. He’s gonna turn me in. Oh god, he is actually gonna give me to them. She starts yelling mentally but her thoughts scatter when Oscar wraps his arm around her blocking her. “The Santos are gonna stop you. Y/N has Santos’ protecting, meaning we will protect her.” Oscar says as the man, Y/N’s father laughs. “Oh is that so, Spooky?” The buff men laugh. “We know Santos very well. We know that the Santos don’t like to mess with us, the Parásitos.” The man laughs as he pulls out his gun and aims towards Y/N who is tucked behind Oscar

All the Santos immediately get up and point their guns at the men, even Sad Eyes does. Y/N sighs relieved that they are willing to do this for her. “Yeah well I know how you parasites work too. You always take business against members of gangs, never the claimed ones. So you won’t with my claim.” Oscar says pulling Y/N behind him as her eyes widen ever so slightly. Did he just?! She yells internally as she looks at Monique who is glaring at Oscar, if looks could kill, Oscar would probably be dead. “Well, I see. We won’t mess with your claim. For now. Let’s go boys.” Y/N’s dad says as he walks away and the buff men follow. Everyone is deadly silent until they hear a car’s engine and the car racing down the street. 

Soon the music starts up and everyone talks in low whisper as Oscar turns around. “Cesar, you and everyone go inside now.” Cesar nods and he and his friends go inside as Monique gets close to Oscar. “What the hell was that?! You are not claiming her for real!” Monique says pointing to Y/N who is in shock. Oscar didn’t hold a lot of respect for anyone, but Sad Eyes and Monique was a different story. They were both the most loyal members of Santos and towards Oscar, which is why Oscar let Monique yell at him,“I had to. In order to protect her.” Oscar says as Sad Eyes goes to the other side. “They’ll be back Oscar.” Sad Eyes says. “Okay and we will deal with them.” Oscar says walking away. “This is just great.’ Monique says. “You okay, prima?” Sad Eyes says wrapping his arm around Y/N who nods. “Hm. Oh yeah I’m good. Just scared.” She says as Monique hugs her cousin. Monique was scared now, so was Sad Eyes. They knew what their family was capable of. “I'm just gonna go wash my face.” Y/N says as she walks into the house and speed walks into the restroom. 

She shuts the door mostly as she turns on the water waiting for it to get cold. Once it’s cold, she splashes some water on her face, thinking of all the events that happened less than five minutes ago. To say she was scared was an understatement, she was absolutely terrified on what would come. She saw what her dad did to gang members that didn’t listen to him, or that didn’t do a job correctly. Y/N remembers their screams, their cries, them begging for mercy. “You good, mujer?” Her head pops up as she looks and can see Oscar looking through the space, “uh yeah.” she opens the door as Oscar hands her a small towel as she dries her face. “Thank you. For protecting me.” she says as she dries her face more. “No problem.” Oscar says when he gently moves a piece of hair from Y/N’s face where a bruise and a scar is seen. “They do that to you.” Y/N nods. “Last week, when I ran away. They beat me that bad.” She says her voice trailing off. “Damn, I’m sorry.” He says as she hands him the towel. “It’s okay, it’s my fault. I lost the dope.”

Oscar leans on the counter. “You shouldn’t get beat like that over a single stash.” Y/N scoffs and chuckles. “Yeah well you haven't met my family.” Oscar nods, “Speaking of which, thank you. For protecting Cesar and them.” Y/N nods, “Your welcome. My family doesn’t discriminate against killing. Young, old. Men, women, children. They will kill whoever they please.” Oscar nods and stands up. Y/N looks at him and in the small space that they occupy together. Oscar leans down and softly kisses Y/N’s lips as he reaches behind her and closes the restroom door, locking it in the process.

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[eddieismypimp]

Tag Game!

thank you @spookysmujer for tagging me♥️ (doing this made me realize we need more POC in movies and t.v shows because there is not enough)

Oscar Diaz - On My Block

Scott McCall - Teen Wolf

JJ Maybank - Outer Banks

Sal Fisher - Sally Face

Dean Winchester - Supernatural

Jim Halpert - The Office (i love this goofy mf)

Phillip Gallagher - Shameless

Tastee/Poussey - Orange is the New Black (i couldn’t just pick one)

Zach Dempsey - 13 Reasons Why

Rio - Good Girls

@malfoyfarms @poguesrforlife @namubabies @blackmissfrizzle @oscars-wifeyyy @spookysprincesa @spookysnena @youare-mysonshine @polkaduck @oscardiazcaps

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[youllneverknowrac]

Get to know me! 🤗

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[whore4anime]

Surrender-Oscar Diaz

not proofread

You laid in bed staring at the ceiling. Oscar was gone off at a Santos meeting leaving you full of boredom. He wouldn’t be home for three hours, two if you were lucky. 

You pondered trying to figure out something you could do. Then you thought of it the perfect idea. Revenge on Oscar for leaving you once again to go to a Santos meeting. 

You got up and got dressed. Slipping on some shorts and a loose shirt. You slipped on you shoes and grabbed your keys. You were off to the store. 

-

“Let’s see here water balloons? Check. Water guns? Check. Cute two piece bathing suit? Check” you said to yourself while getting in line to buy all of the stuff you just listed to yourself.  

Once finished paying for all of your stuff you head to your car putting it all in your trunk. You get into you car and make your way back to the house you shared with Oscar. 

 Once you get home you waste no time and begin to get buckets and filling them up with water balloons. You place these buckets around the yard making sure they’re not so visible. You fill up a tiny little water gun for Oscar the ones you get for kids that aren’t even the size of your hard. “This is gonna be golden.” You said to yourself already laughing at the thought of Oscars reaction. 

You go inside and get into the black two piece bathing suit you got from the store. You put your shorts on over the bottom piece. “All set” you say to yourself grabbing your phone to call Oscar, to see when he was gonna get there. 

Oscar picks up the phone “ Hey papi you almost here?” You ask smiling through the phone. “Hola mamita yeah I’ll be there in a few minutes.” “Can you check my car when you get here? It won’t start.” You lie trying to get him to stay outside so you can get him right where you wanted him.

“Yeah sure, I’ll see you then mi amor.” He says then hanging up the phone.

It only took Oscar a few minutes to get home you waited for him outside. You watch as his Cherry Red Impala pulled into the driveway. 

“Hey papi.’” You walked towards him as he got out of the car. He gave a small smirk looking you up and down. “You planning on going to the pool?” He asked referring to your bathing suit. “Nope just tanning, it’s a nice day.” 

“Here let me see your car. Pop the lid.” He said moving to the front of your car. You did as told. Oscar leaned in and began to check everything. You slowly moved back towards your hidden water gun and water balloons. 

“Hey there’s n-“ Oscar began to turn around, you quickly grabbed a big blue water balloon and threw at him right in his face. The ballon popped causing Oscar to get all wet and his face to turn red from the impact of the balloon.

“What the fuck?” He said moving his hand to his face and you began to shoot him with the water gun you had. “This is what you get!!” You yelled stepping back as Oscar began to step closer to you. 

 Oscar looked over to the bucket you thought was hidden and ran towards it grabbing water balloons and throwing them at you. He didn’t miss once. You began to shoot at his face making hims close his eyes.

 He grabbed several water balloons and began to run towards you. You being the klutz you are dropped the water gun and ran. “Fuck” you said now that you didn’t have a weapon. You ran to where you hid another water gun. 

You grabbed it but before you cold shoot him a water ballon smacked you in the face. Followed my more hitting your body. Boy did you regret this. 

“Owwwww okay okay I surrender.” You said dropping your gun as Oscar shot you in the face. “Should’ve known better than playing like that with me.” He laughed at how you where soaking wet and only his shirt was a little wet. 

“Yeah yeah yeah should have know your aim would be so good.” You said referring to him being the Santos leader and well his tear drop tattoo. Oscar smiled his dimples appearing. 

“Well I’m gonna go take a shower.” You said glaring at him. “Can I come?” He said now following you inside towards the bathroom.

“After that stunt you just pulled?” You said still pouting on how he got you.

“You started it.” He said laughing at how upset you were.

“Yeah put you didn’t have to hit me so hard” you whined touching your red face. “I’m sorry mami but you know how competitive I am” he said pulling you in for a hug.

“And Im still gonna get my payback for you sneaking up on my like that.” He said smirking. You raised your eyebrow “is that so?”

That night Oscar got his payback for what you pulled. Which made you think maybe you should sneak up on his more often.

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[whore4anime]

Upcoming Work:

Hey guys these are all my upcoming works that should be posted this week or the beginning of next week!:))) If you have any ideas for imagines request them requests are OPEN!!!

Mamas- Oscar Diaz x Reader!Nurse already published

Summary- Oscar got some deep wounds by Cuchillos and goes to the hospital to get stitches. Y/n helps Oscar and stitches him up, this is the start of a long relationship.

Mine Part 2- Oscar Diaz x Reader!Martinez already published

Summary- You hooked up with Oscar and started to adapt feelings for him but something happens that might end your relationship with him and possibly your family.

I love him!- Oscar Diaz x Reader!Martines

Summary- You and Oscar have been in a relationship for almost a year now, keeping it a secret from you parents. It was hard until you finally decided to tell your mom the truth about your relationship with the leader of the Santos. (Takes place after the shooting with Ruby and Olivia)

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[spookysmujer]

Pobrecita, O. Diaz

Summary: The big bad leader of the Santos tends to shed his front when it comes to his little girl.

warnings: fluff, daddy!Oscar, mencanhaveemotionstoo!!!

word count: >1K

a/n: We all know a man who has that machismo front but for his little one, he is the softest cotton candy in the world! Don’t trip on guys who show their emotions, we are all human. A short one! As always thank you for the love, please consider: following the blog, heart/comment/reblog the content as well as turning on notifs for when I post! much love bbs.

anonymously requested! 

(gift belongs to @thesewickedhands​ ✨)

“And this little piggy picked up a 40 for her papa!” 

You laugh to yourself hearing Oscar switch up the nursery rhymes lyrics like he always does. As he has said before, he has to adjust the mainstream stuff to his lifestyle for his children. He said that tradition doesn’t run in his family so forget the cute sappy lyrics! 

He continues on with singing to his baby.

Today marks two months since you welcomed your daughter into the world. She is the center of both yours and Oscar’s crazy world. The pregnancy came as a shock to you both but nonetheless you welcomed her with open arms. And since that very day she came, she knocked you off the throne of being Oscar Diaz’s number 1 girl. 

The only downfall about celebrating today is that she had a check-up today. And today’s check up includes a variation of shots she needs to get. And though most would think it is you dreading it, people would be surprised to know that it’s Oscar who is having a hard time. He laid awake last night, going on and on about how he wished there was a better way to give it to her. 

“Why can’t it be an oral medication?”

“Why didn’t they give her all the medicines when she was born?

“Why couldn’t they do all that when you were pregnant with her so you could get it all then since she was connected to you like that she would get it?”

It was question after question to nearly 2AM. He tried his hardest to not worry and think of his baby girl screaming in pain. That’s why he has her glued to him as you get ready. “And even though you can’t have ice cream yet, if you could then we would go get some after your appointment! A couple more months, mamas.” 

The sound of him smooching her on the cheek makes you feel all warm insides. You peer out of the bathroom to catch a glimpse of them two. She’s laying on her back and Oscar is hovering over her to get her to smile for him. She coos at him, communicating in the only way she knows how. Her papa smiled heavenly at her.

You broke the moment to tell him you were ready. Oscar groans but buckles her in his car seat. He even went as far as having you drive to the doctors office so he could sit in back with her. These are the moments that you live for. 

“Okay, so four total today. We’ll administer two at a time to make it quicker for her.” The doctor tells you as he steps out with the nurse. Oscar lays her down in just her diaper like they asked. He sighs once more as caresses her cheek, “Be brave, my little mariposa.” 

“You too, my big baby.” You squeeze his cheek as he groans, pulling away. He knows you find it amusing on how much it stresses him. Oscar sticks out his tongue at you before bringing his attention back to his little girl.

Her pediatrician and nurse return with her shots. Oscar stands behind the examination table, letting your daughter hold onto one of his fingers. It’s the cutest thing to see her little hand wrapped around his finger. You both watch the doctor and nurse prepare the syringes.

“Here we go, one, two, three..” Oscar immediately looks away and squeezes his eyes shut. The shrill of her scream makes him reach out for your hand. He grasps it tightly as you focus on your daughter’s cries. “And again, last ones. All done!” 

“Good job baby, all done, no more!” You try to comfort her but she continues to scream. After the doctors give you the okay to pick her up, Oscar does so immediately. He carefully pulls her up to his shoulder, grabbing her blanket to cover her. 

He rocks her back and forth to calm her cries, “Papa is right here. I’m sorry they had to poke you like that. It’s okay, it’s all done now.” You step behind Oscar to get a look at your little girl. She is beginning to settle and some hiccups have set in. It’s then you notice that Oscar’s cheeks are wet as well. His eyes red. You wipe your daughter's cheeks and then his. 

Oscar moves away, trying to deny before you can say anything, “It’s her tears, not mine.” He uses his free hand to wipe his face dry. He sniffles as well as quietly as he could but you giggle hearing him do so. 

A smug look on your face makes him roll his eyes. He kisses your daughter's temple, “Yeah, yeah whatever. Eh, real foos cry too!”

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[spookysmujer]

Hood Love, O. Diaz

Summary: As high school sweethearts, Oscar being in prison never changed the way you felt about him. You’re known for being a brat with him, so it’s only fair to uphold the attitude and make him jealous behind the steel curtain.

warnings: jealous/toxic!Oscar  

word count: 1.2K

requested by my bitch @youllneverknowrac​

a/n: As someone with a prison penpal, I can confirm they get jealous real quick! But I love the possessiveness, hehe I have a problem, send help 🤪 As a reminder REQUESTS ARE CLOSED! But will be opening soon! Don’t hesitate to send me asks, I love it!! Please don’t forget to consider following my blog, heart/comment/reblog my content as well as turning on the notifs for when I post! Thank you!

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“You better not hang up.” Oscar sounds through the receiver of your phone which is pressed between your ear and shoulder as you make lunch. You roll your eyes and close the jar of mayo not saying anything.

You don’t need to hear him speak to know what kind of look he has on his face. A small grin spreads across your face as you remind quiet, “Mami? Babe? Babe?” He repeats over and over again, the laughter not being able to be contained any longer.

The eruption of laughter causes him to Oscar click his tongue and sigh. Meanwhile on his side, he’s leaned against the wall with a stoic expression. He’s had a long day of dealing with unnecessary shit. The last thing he wants is his ruca adding to the long list of bullshit.

“Y/N.” 

First names were never used between the two of you, since the first day you spoke to each other freshmen year. It’s been nicknames of all sorts, it wasn’t like you never used your legal names with each other but to go from mami to Y/N means that he isn’t in the mood.

The seriousness in his voice causes you to roll your eyes and sigh. “I’m still here, you always trip on me. Go run some shit or something, I got to eat my lunch then head out anyways.”

Oscar hated when you had to cut the calls short, he already has a limited time with talking to you, he missed his ruca bad. “Fine, I’ll hit you up later, low. You better not have plans then.”

“Mhm, we’ll see. Bye, papas.” He retorts back his farewell and the call ends. Oscar had meant the phone call later would be through a smuggled phone, every once in a while you’ll get a call that’s not through the prison system and you love it. He is at ease and more calm, not to mention the sexy time with get with you man who is all those mile away.

You spend the day getting things done around the house. Buzzing with excitement to hear his voice, though the excitement began to fade when you think back on how he was in a bit of a mood. You roll your eyes at his demands. An idea popping in your head.

After finishing dinner, you shower up and wait for the phone to ring. When it does, a mischievous smile forming on your lips. You watch the phone for a few seconds, clearing you throat and laying back, “Hi babe.”

“The fuck it took you so long to answer?” He asks you, the irritation prominent in his voice, you smile as you get under the covers comfortably. “It rang like 3 seconds longer, calmate. I’m getting ready though, what you doing papas?” 

The silence after your silence proves the plan in effect is working, you try your best to not laugh, “I thought I asked you not to have plans, you knew I was calling.” You roll your eyes, turning over the under the covers.

“You told me to not have plans, not asked, mister. Plus, just going out for a drink with the girls.... At Santana’s place.” You add in at the end of the sentence, you could hear Oscar release a breath at the beginning of your sentence and when you say where you are heading out to, the exhalation of his breath comes to an abrupt stop.

Before he got sent back in, you were like a leech to him. Stuck to him whenever he went out. He liked it though he never admitted it. One of the places he tried to avoid going to with you is one of his homie’s, Santana. Before Oscar asked you to be his ruca, Santana use to hit on you big time. He hated bringing you around to his place.

You lay in silence for moment, “Babe?”

Oscar doesn’t reply right away, he clears his throat and remains silence. Every single thought that Santana will be thinking about is what’s currently running through Oscar’s mind. How the puto will be eyeing you up and down since you don’t got him wrapped on you. 

He sighs, “Go have your fun. I’ma bounce.”

“Babe, chill. Why can’t I go?” You ask, the irritation heavy in the silence alone,

“Why do you ask dumb questions? Hm? Since when do you go to place’s like Santana’s without me? What makes you think I’d be okay that? You gonna bounce to go act stupid, then go.” He says angrily. 

You roll your eyes, the idea to get Oscar jealous is in full effect. You can hear him getting worked up. A part of you is loving it, the sinister part of you wants to keep going. But the loving part of you feels bad. He’s already dealing with all that shit in there and you are suppose to be his support/solace. 

Oscar is fuming on the other side. Losing his shit silently that you want to hit up Santana’s place. The insecurities begin to eat at him about the two of you and your relationship that had been broken down and rebuilt over the years. You feel that he is quickly overthinking.

“Papi, I’m not going anywhere. Especially not to his place. I’m just fucking with you. You gotta chill, I knew you were calling so why would I make plans, hm?” You smile to yourself as you reach over to grab the framed picture of you and Oscar that sits on your bedside table.

It’s the two of you on his front porch. He’s sat on the stairs and you are one below him, between his legs. You’re leaned back into him and he’s sporting the mean muggin’ Spooky look. Meanwhile you’re cheesy like a kid in a candy shop. You gleam at the picture, immediately missing him a lot more than you just were.

He scoffs, “Because you acting like puta. you loving acting like that with me. Cool though, be someone else’s hyna you gonna fuckin’ act like that.” He spits.

“Yeah, like you would let me be with someone else.”

Oscar smiles but remains authoritative in his tone, “You better know that. No one gonna get you even if you could get got. Cause if I get got mamas, you comin’ with.” The smile that spreads on your lips begin to hurt your cheeks. 

“No place I’d rather be, baby.”

The conversation goes on about how shit’s been stressful. Running complexes has Oscar feeling a whole decade older than he really is. His ranks moving up in the Santos exponentially. But if it’s one thing that can get him through the next few years is the promise of you waiting for him when he comes home.

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[spookysmujer]

Simple Things, O. Diaz

Summary: Oscar get jealous upon seeing you enjoying a conversation with another guy.

warnings: angst, Jealous!Oscar, cute s h e t /ending😋

word count: 1.2K

requested by: @roury66​

A/N: Thank you for sending in a request! And also showing me love by getting random messages that y’all enjoy my content really does make me feel so good. So keep them coming, hehe. As of right now, REQUESTS ARE CLOSED! Became so fluffy, I can’t e v e n, LOL. But please consider following my blog, heart/comment/reblog my content as well as turning on notifs for what I post something new!!

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“Hey, have you seen Spooky?”

Sad Eyes briefly looks at you then around the bustling backyard of a summer bash. He shrugs his shoulder, “He was here, think he dipped because he saw you warming up the pendejo.”

You close your eyes for a brief moment to scratch the back of your head. He only chuckles and steps away from you. Tonight was suppose to be a fun and chill. The Santos love to hit up summer parties around the block, usually to hit up the now legal hynas fresh outta high school. Not for Oscar though because he has you. 

The relationship between you and Oscar has been complicated from the get go. It didn’t start off simple and definitely had you questioning your ability to hold a decent relationship especially in moments like these. Oscar’s insecurities getting the best of him. Not to mention, he is horrible at opening up about his feelings.

You’re checking your phone for any messages and missed calls from him but nothing. As you squeeze your way past the alcohol infested teens to the front yard, you stand to check for his cherry red impala. And just as it was when you rolled up, parked against the curb a few houses down with a smoking Oscar leaning against it.

“Hey, you.” He looks up from his phone and tucks it away as you approach him. His gaze averts from you as you are now besides him, leaning into his side, “Why’d you dip?”

Oscar clears his throat and sits up off of his car, “Thought you had all the company you needed, looks like you did with Bryan or whatever his fuckin’ name is.”

You huff and cross your arms over your chest, moving off him and in front of him. He looks down at you then takes a drag of his cigarette. You form a face of disgust, “When you gonna stop smoking those cancer sticks, hm?”

An amused expression forms on his face as he places it between his lips to take another drag, “When you stop hanging with other guys. I’ll probably be waiting forever with that one.”

“Really? You’re gonna act like this? The one night we can hang out with no shit to handle tomorrow but you want to be a dick instead.” You face and voice carry much frustration. You huff and begin to walk away when not even a second later, “Don’t walk away from me.”

Your hold your middle finger in the air with your back to him.

Suddenly, his hand is gripping your upper arm and pulling you back. You stumble and pull your arm away as he looks down at you with that signature Spooky look.

“I’ll walk away if I please. I don’t know why you get so jealous. All I was doing was talking to guy about school and stuff. Is that so bad or are you the only specimen of the opposite sex that I can have contact with?”

He cracks a smile, looking away for a brief moment then back to you, “You don’t think it looked like something to everyone else around you? Laughing and doing the cute punch shit. If it looks like something to me, it looks like something to others.”

“And you started caring about other’s opinion when? Tonight? I’m sorry people have wronged you in the past, Oscar. I really am, I despise them for doing it to you but I am not one of them. I wouldn’t do that to you. If I was interested in someone else, I’d have the decency to tell you that. It’s not what I was doing that’s the problem here. It’s you and the way you think.”

Oscar looks down and you see his adam’s apple bob.He’s probably feeling guilty right about now, “Can’t help I much I feel for you, seeing you like that pisses me off.”

“You can control the way you think of me though. You really believe I would be that kind of girl with you? Hm? We’ve been through hell together. We’ve got through a lot of your issues together, it took you nearly a year to label me as your novia. I stuck around even then when you’d push me away and treat me like a random hyna. But I did it because I love you.” You sigh as you let out the frustrations.

You rub circles into your forehead and blink away an tears that threaten to spill over. Whenever you get upset, your emotions try to overrun, He looks around for a brief moment and scratches the back of his head, a small smile creeping onto his lips. You see the smug look on his face and cross your arms over your chest, “I’m serious!”

He finally lets off a laugh and licks his lips to peer down at you, his hands in pockets. Oscar tilts his head to the side and peers at you, truly fascinated that he got a girl who loves him with such passion and continues to stick around even when the going gets rough,

“I love you too, mamas. That’s why I act this way. Because in some fucked up way, the universe said that you could be mine. And I still disbelieve it to this day. You’re way out of my league. I just.. I know if a guy comes along and is that much better than me then I’m out.” He confesses, the smug look disappearing and his face now saturated with discomfort.

It’s your turn to form a smug look on your face. Oscar is a man of a few words but it’s not like he doesn’t get mushy sometimes. When he does though, it’s like you’re fire. You’re heart is set ablaze with intense feelings that you feel like you’ve never felt before. And in moments like this, his insecurities give you a soft spot for his irritating ass.

“Oscar, I can promise you. If a richer, more... toned man has woo’d me and given me everything I have ever dreamed. Promised me a home in LA or got me my dream car? I wouldn’t be happy. Because you’re the one for me. You are it. I want things with you. I want to build a life with you, a home and someday a family. Doesn’t have to be in the order, “You both laugh, nerves obvious as you inhale a deep breath.

“You’re it for me. I can’t tell you in words how much I want you and will want you til i’m wrinkling and ugly. I’ve wanted you then and I want you now.”

He takes a deep breath in and steps closer to you. You instinctively wrap your arms around his waist, tipping your head back to get a look up at him. He puckers his lips and you press yours against him, breathing him in.

When you break the kiss apart, he remove his hands from his pockets and steps back, you squeal as his lifts you off your feet and onto his shoulder “Osc- babe!”

“Gotta get started on that family, not in order remember?” He jogs down the sidewalk towards his house, abandoning his car all at once. Laughter erupting from the both of you.

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Cielo, O. Diaz

Summary: Despite Oscar’s protest of a date night, he complies and adds in some TLC to end the night.

warnings: fluff stuff, semi-angst, freak s h e t 👅 (18+)

word count: 1.6K

requested by anon!

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Oscar loves to keep busy, always on the go and someplace different nearly everyday but there are some days where he’d rather do nothing but lounge at home all day long. And though not much people know, he’s big NBA fan. He enjoys watching the games, enjoying a cold beer.

He’s sat on the couch, nursing the 4th beer of the night nearly an hour into the game. His team is leading and everything is chill, nothing could ruin it. But of course, he does get his attention pulled from the TV when he sees you through his peripheral pass through the hallway 3 times.

“Mami, the fuck are you going back and forth for?” He calls out as he takes a long sip from the bottle, not taking his attention away from the game.

You are focused on getting your eyelash on snug when you hear him call out. The band sticking to your lash line before you take a breath in. “Getting ready!”

“For what?” Oscar asks.

The quietness in the bathroom is eerie as you pause to listen if he follows that question with him joking but nothing but a clap sounds from the next room over. You roll you eyes as you finish painting your face on, “What do you mean for what? It’s date night! You told me we could go out to dinner last week so we are going out!”

Crap. Oscar closes his eyes for a brief moment, forgetting all about his promise to wine and dine you. But to be fair, you never gave him the heads up when exactly it’d be. He definitely didn’t want to miss out on this game.

You continue to get ready, your face nicely caked on and hair up, pushed back. And tonight you can finally wear the new jeans you got and it’s definitely working in your advantage. With one final look in the mirror, you gather things and head to the living room, expecting to see a dressed and waiting Oscar.

But he’s still in the basketball shorts from this morning. An audible sigh escapes your lips as you cross your arms. He looks over at you, “Really? You’re lucky you take 5 minutes to get ready and that you’re bald. Vamos, babe.”

“Mami, there’s one more quarter left. I can’t just bounce now.” His hands points towards the TV. The crowd cheering as a basket is made causing Oscar to jump up with excitement. “Oscar, we have reservations in 20 minutes!”

He huffs and sits back down, putting up a fight like a child, “Reschedule, we’ll go tomorrow. Com’n, bebita. You knew there was a game tonight, I told you about it last week.”

“Yeah well, I told you about dinner last week too. And I thought that this would be more important than the stupid game where they fly balls back and forth! Forget it!” You throw your hands up in defeat. The frustration clouding your mind instantly. Once in the bedroom, you kick off your heels and crawl on the bed to cry.

If there is one thing that you are really good at, it’s being a devoted girlfriend. You have stood beside your boyfriend even when things went south between him and the Santos. You’d go everywhere with him and do everything with him. And vice versa. The two of you inseparable. So naturally, hearing him saying no to something you want to do is heart wrenching.

Oscar continues watching the game but can’t seem to focus as he thinks back on your face and the sound of your voice a few minutes ago. He rubs his face and stands, heading into the bathroom to get a quick shower.

You’re too busy scrolling on your phone to have noticed Oscar entering the room. When you hear him clear his throat, you look to see him dressed in his nice plaid, button down shirt and the rest of the usual cholo attire. You try to resist the smile creeping on your face but you can’t.

“Come on, we going or what?”

The look on your face brings a smile to Oscar’s as you jump up to quickly fix your tear streamed face. After the time it took you to get ready again, you two make it to the fancy restaurant just in time. You’re eager to see Oscar’s reaction to the place since he has a liking for cooking. He’s definitely intrigued and glad he decided to go.

A night of fine wine and dine with Oscar is all you wanted tonight and you got it. You two ordered a bunch of foods you love as well as different things that peaked your interest. Enjoyed some lovely wine, him as included. By the end of dinner, you can’t tell who is crying more: your jeans or Oscar’s wallet.

The two of you make it home, both feeling the sleepiness seeping into your bones. As you place the take out bag of leftovers in the fridge, you feel Oscar closely behind you.

You stand upright and Oscar brings his hands to your waist, as he places kisses on your exposed shoulder. His hands explore your body as you lean back into him, how he has any energy for this is beyond you. 

“Mhm, you enjoy tonight?” He asks you as he kisses right below your ear. It sends shivers down your spine, you inching away from him when he bites your earlobe. You can only hum in response.

You turn on your heel and clash your lips against his. On your tiptoes to reach his face and squeezing it between both your hands. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue against your bottom lip, awaiting permission. Being ever the gentleman tonight. Once you open your mouth more, your tongues are clashing against each other. 

Oscar pushes you towards the counter and lifts you onto it. Something about your man being able to lift you with ease only makes you feel more aroused. Your hands fall below you and  you start to work his belt. The clinking sound of the metal making you more excited. Once you get it undone, you palm him to through his shorts and feel the hardness.

His hand meets yours and pushes it back, “Let me take of you tonight.”

You blush and wring your arms around his neck. Oscar lifts you again, walking the two of you to the bedroom. Both of you quickly discarding your clothes and wrapping up in each other. He is kissing on your neck and down your chest, stopping to take a nipple into his mouth. His tongue circles your nipple and he looks up at you, seeing you in immense pleasure, eyes closed and head tilted back.

Oscar does the same to your other breast before kissing down to your navel. He is peppering kissing on your hip bones and closer to your sex. He brings your legs over his shoulder when he is face to face with your throbbing heat. One thing he loves most when being intimate with you is eating you out. The way you can squirm under him is addicting.

“Hm, come on. Give it to me. Eat me out, papi,”

You rest on foot on his shoulder and push his face down into your cunt with the other. He places a kiss on your clit and you suck in a breath. The shock it leaves you in is exhilarating. Then his tongue licks a swipe through your slit, once and then twice and then continuously.

He is holding your hips down with both his hands as you being to squirm. “Hmmm.” Oscar hums whichs sends vibration into your cunt and you arch your back off the bed. 

You are a writhing mess as his tongue swirls around your sensitive, swollen bud inching you closer and closer to a release. Oscar moves a hand below him to stroke his dick, the sight of your losing yourself to his mouth has him ready to bust. You are now slightly bucking your hips forward. He takes his mouth off you to breath. “Hm, keep going, please. I’m gonna cum, make me cum with your mouth.”

Oscar spits on your clit and begins to violently attack it by moving his tongue around it then adding his lips and sucking. Your cunt dripping with arousal as Oscar dips his tongue into your aching entrance and tongue fucking you. He quickly moves back to the assault on your clit as he feels your body begins to shudder.

Your hands hold his head down at the intensity hits you all at once. Oscar relentless by not stopping even as your body convulses under him.

“Fuck, fuuuuuck. Okay, okay, okay papi, stop!” You push his head off you with a laugh as you scoot up. He smiles at you with his mouth and chin drenched. He crawls on top your body and takes your lips with his, tasting yourself and not minding at all.

A sigh escapes your lips as Oscar sits up and you see the mess he made from eating you out as well as cum from himself, “You came by just eating me out? You were barely touching yourself.”

“You got that effect on me. I hope this makes up for today. I shouldn’t have waited until you were crying to agree on dinner. Won’t happen again, forgive me?” He asks you. You sit up and reach for his neck to pull him down on you,

He lets out a breathy laugh as he now lays on you, “Ask me after you fill me up.”

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[spookysmujer]

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

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Sueño, O. Diaz

warnings: cute s h e t 🥺

(gif credit belongs to @goldscoyne ✨)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marry me, mamas.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[spookysmujer]

could you do 67 from the fluff prompt list where spooky flirts/banters with the reader all the time and tries to act all macho but she sees right through it? and it kind of surprises him that she sees the real him? think this could be so adorable pls and thank you!! 🥰🥰🤗🤗

 Fluff67: “You act all tough, but I know it’s just an act. You’re really a softie.”

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Cotton Candy, O.Diaz

warnings: cute s h e t 🤪

(gif belongs to @thesewickedhands 🌟)

“Ay, then tell that hyna, get at me!” One of the santos says which causes an uproar of laughter between them. You roll your eyes and chuckle to yourself while taking a sip from the red cup of beer.

You never really went out on the weekends due to being such a homebody but on the rare occasion that you do head out, it’s usually to spend time with your older brother, Jose, aka Sad Eyes. Mostly it’ll be lunch and the occasion movie nights but sometimes you tag along to the Santo parties held at Spooky’s house.

Ah, Spooky... the biggest and baddest Santo of them all. His homies fear him just as the community does. All it takes is a look from him to have people turning away quickly. But you know otherwise, the big bad Santo is the sweetest person you know.

When Oscar is around everyone he machismo comes out hardcore and to help him maintain that reputation, you don’t call him out on it though they are many times that you want to with how he likes to run his mouth.

“Man, I’m telling you. She gotta have the bombest kitty on the block!” Joker, one of the santos, calls out. The guys egg him on about one of the girls he’s slept with as he pretends to smack an ass in front of him.

Oscar laughs and looks at the smaller homie of his, “The tightest I ever fucked.” Joker quickly stops what he was doing and straightens up. There wasn’t some kind of unspoken rule amongst them when it comes to hitting it with random chicks, especially if they aren’t tied down. But when the girls have slept with Spooky, the other homies don’t even try to compare to him.

“Why you think the hyna was walking all weird and shit last week? I got Sad Eyes sister next.” He laughs as the others begin to join him. You are sat across the yard, watching them all converse. You almost spit your out your drink when you hear the last part. Jose gives Spooky a look, the only one who can.

You quirk your eyebrows and look at him when his eyes meet yours. You shake your head with an amused face on. He only winks at you. You get up and head to the snack table, helping yourself to a few chips. Oscar walks over and stands besides you, his back to table.

“How’s your night?” His voice has always been something you could find yourself getting addicted to, no matter the dumb things he’d say. You shovel  guac into your mouth, pondering how to answer.

Your shoulder shrug upwards as you side eye him, “S’going alright. Gotta rearrange my schedule next week since you say you gonna get me next. Tuesday okay for you?” He looks at you, mouth agape and chuckles a little. You cut him off before he can respond.

“You don’t fool me, you know. You act tough, but I know it’s an act. You’re really a softie. Especially for me. Which is why you say all those things to your compas but when it’s you and I? It’s nothing but soft, pillow talk. You want get me but you’ve already had me... like last night, when I was on my knees. But clearly you don’t want them to know about us or how you’re the sweetest man,” You turn and caress his chin, playing with his goatee.

Oscar is speechless looking down at you, his heart doing that dumb skip a beat thing and his pants getting tighter at the same time. 

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