#spooky diaz
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Hey could you do one of the body insecurity hcs for Spooky like for how you did the Seed Brothers?
I haven't written for this man in 86 years and BOY
He ain't putting up with that
He thinks you're gorgeous
Breathtaking
Stunning
He gets aroused just thinking about you sometimes
He understands that everyone has insecurities and things that they may not like about their bodies
But he loves your body
And one of the only ways he can think to change your mind is to take a more possessive yet silly stance on it when he hears you complain
"......Who are you talkin' about like that?"
And you just look at him confused, motioning to the mirror
"Nah, nobody is gonna talk about my girl like that."
He comes behind you, hands on your hips as he squeezes
"Ain't nobody gonna talk shit about these hips right here."
His hands gliding forward to run over the tummy that he loves to hold and kiss and rest on
"Shit talking my beautiful girl like that. You must've lost your fuckin mind."
And it's so weird and yet endearing that it makes you laugh and settle back into him with a smile as he holds you
"You're crazy you know that?"
And his shrug is careless as he rests his chin on your shoulder an makes eye contact with you through the mirror
"Gotta defend my baby, right?"
Spooky Diaz taglist
@lillict @smoooore @browngirldominion @namjoonwatcheshentai @sesamepancakes @nintendhoe8 @myaloveee @laylasbunbunny
General taglist
@titty-teetee @vibranium-soul @ateliefloresdaprimavera @glimmerglittergirl @hatterripper31 @lilac-tea-time @krysiewithak
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The Obsession Is Returning
Y’all may not know, but I really like On My Block and I was thinking of the show again and I started wondering smth…
how do y’all think Oscar would react if Cesar had a friend that wasn’t afraid of him? Like, if my memory is correct, the kids were spooked when he was around. Now as the show went on the kids became more comfortable around him (besides Monse. He LAUGHED in season 3 and she fr got mad but moving on) but what if Cesar had a friend who was never scared of him, almost stupidly so, and said the most outta pocket shit.
Like, you’re ranting to him during that lockdown/lock-in/the shit that happened in season one and he’s like “I do not care” and you’re like “well you can’t go anywhere so sucks to suck I guess”. Idk, maybe it’s because I’m sleepy but that shit would be funny cause why tf did you tell that man his wardrobe is ass? Yes he has a bunch of long socks, let that shit go.
And when the Santos got all hype at that party and broke the truce? Oh gosh.
“The truce was gonna break anyway but really Oscar? Since we on the topic, who the fuck was the guy that proposed the idea. I got a lot a shit I gotta say to y’all”.
You could probably talk a bunch of shit cause what is he gonna do? SHOOT YOU? I hope not.
Y’all would have a more unhinged relationship than him and Jamal cause at least Jamal watches his mouth (somewhat) around him. Your dumbass would- “who decided the wardrobe for this gang?” “I just feel like being around bald dudes all day is weird but idk, that’s just me” “actually sit the fuck down. Or don’t. You got a gun, I don’t” “I know nothing of the streets. I behave. You don’t.” “Why do people in gangs refuse to say ‘happy birthday’? What the fuck is a ‘happy g day’?” “Aight gang - not like THAT though”.
I feel like the friendship would be gradual cause at first he’s like “why the fuck do you keep talking to me?”. Time skip and now this nigga knows your birthday. Can I say nigga on tumblr? We gon see what happens. Y’all go from “go do anything else besides talking to me” to “you ain’t text me all day. What’s up?”. This show came out in 2018. I was 13. I am 18 now. I am still in love with this man and that’s never gonna change. We ignore season 4. He never died. Y’all imagined that shit. He’s healthy and doing great.
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Mini Matchmaker
Summary: Who knew that little kids would make the best wing men.
Pairing: Oscar Diaz x SingleMother!Reader
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Genre: Fluff
"Mommy, I want nuggies" Kai my three year old daughter said as she pulled on my pant leg.
"Baby we can go after I check out this last store, I promise"
"But I hungry now" she says tugging my pants leg harder in the direction of McDonalds.
"Okay fine we can eat since your starving" I said laughing as a reached down to grab her hand.
We walk into the McDonalds and it was strangely packed for a Tuesday afternoon. It was as if everybody and they mama all got hungry the moment we decided to walk in. When we finally made it to the counter I lightly tap my daughters shoulder to grab her attention away from the toy display.
"Tell the lady what you want"
"Can I have nuggies please" she says standing on her tippy toes
"Would you like fries or apples sweetheart"
"apples"
"Anything for you" the worker looks at me
"Can I just get a sprite and a large fry please"
"Okay we'll call your name when the order is ready"
I scanned the McDonalds for an empty table, booth, at this point one single chair would do. I make eye contact with an intimidating man. His presence alone was scarily strong accompanied with his fierce eyes that had an almost flickering flame behind them. Not to mention his extremely full eyebrows that were arched at the best angles. Although his presence was intimidating his beauty was alluring, as if he was inviting me over with only his fiery brown eyes. He breaks eye contact with me for a moment, and in the moment he turns his head towards a group of men sitting in the booth next to his. With only a quick inaudible sound from his mouth and the slight turn of his head they automatically knew what he wanted. This non verbal communication was instantly understood, and the group of men all scattered to move away from the once completely full booth. Now empty and semi clean, except for a few crumbs left on the corners of the table. The man snaps his head back to me and almost as if were one of the men he signaled I knew what he wanted. He was inviting me to sit at the table. I gladly accepted this invitation with gratitude. I grab onto Kai's hand and lead her towards the booth.
"Thank you" I softly say to the man as sit in the booth
"You good" he says nonchalantly.
As Kai sits down next to me her attention is drawn to the man. The same way I was sucked into his magnetic aura. She begins to stare at the man and the longer she looks I also secretly scan over the man. His golden skin from what I could see he had a large cross covering almost half of his neck, and small tear drop underneath his left eye. I hear Kai giggle loudly and when I turn my head to see what was the cause of her laughter I see the man making funny faces at her. He crosses his eyes or puffs up his cheeks and Kai is going crazy for all of it. The man's eyes drift upwards towards mine and he instantly stops what he's doing. Kai seems upset that her new jester is no longer amusing her.
"Hey, do more" she says as she waves her hands in front if the man.
"You're a little bossy mamita" he says flashing a pearly white smile.
"Yea she is very persistent about what she wants" I chime in
"What about you" he smirks at me
"What about me?" I ask confused.
"Are you bossy mami" his smirk instantly becomes more sly the moment the word mami left his slightly plump lips.
"When I want something yea" I laugh
"So should I try harder because you seem pretty not bossy right now"
"I mean you're okay right now but putting in a little bit of extra work wouldn't hurt"
Before I knew it Kai was in this man face playing with the cross that hung on his chain.
"Baby you cant just go up and touch on strangers" I say pulling her back
"She good, I don't mind"
"Really?"
"Most kids her size can't even look at me without crying, better or less walk up to me just like she did. Bebita brave as hell" he said letting Kai grab onto his fingers.
"She's three years old about to be four in a couple of months"
"Nah I need to hear it from her. How old are you bebita" he asks with a smile not leaving his face.
Kai held up four fingers. He shook his head.
"I can't hear you. I need you to use your words"
"Four" Kai says almost screaming
"Okay Jefita, whats your name"
"Kai"
"Sky"
"No, KAi"
"Woah Okay you're Kai, I'm spooky"
"Spooky, aint no way that's your legal name" I said unable to hold back my laugh
"It's the only name these fools need to know, what's yours?"
"Why do you need to know"
"I need to know for contact"
"When'd you get my number mr.spooky"
"Just now" he smirks
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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.
#fanfic#on my block#omb#imagines#romance#fluff#fiction#wattpad#oscar diaz x reader#oscar diaz imagine#oscar diaz x latina reader#julio macias#spooky diaz x reader#spooky diaz#spooky#el malo#cesar díaz#monse#ruby martinez#Jamal
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Someone tell some good Oscar Diaz smut /fluff pleasee !!!
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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
#page150#page150imagines#on my block#omb#on my block imagines#y/n#reader insert#oscar diaz#ceasar diaz#cesar diaz imagines#cesar diaz x reader#on my block netflix#netflix#on my block fanfiction#on my block season 4#lil spooky#spooky diaz#siblings#ruby martinez#jamal turner#monse finnie#jasmine flores#cesar diaz
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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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guys guys guys i’m back in my omb era please send reqs
omb characters i write for
Oscar
sapo
cuete (i already have a fic or two posted)
jamal
cesar😒
ruby !!!!!
#on my block master list#on my block imagines#on my block#sapo x reader#cuete smut#cuete imagines#spooky smut#spooky diaz#oscar díaz smut#jamal turner smut#cesar diaz
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A Spooky Diaz fanfic ❤️🩹 on Wattpad
SETSUNA: A Rose In A Gun Barrel
Synopsis: Oscar "Spooky" Diaz was finally done with the life of a gang leader. With his new life away from Freeridge, he struggles to juggle a new love and the old demons that he thought were long gone.
Book Link
Work
Deja Vu
Dice Games
Off The Clock
#on my block#onmyblock#spooky diaz#oscar diaz#a protector#netflix#fanfic#julio macias#black reader#wattpad
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my new on my block story info will be up tonight on Wattpad pls take a look and vote <3
@thickriccsbitch on wp 💘💘
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Haaaaaaaaay babe! You still taking requests? If so, can you do one with Spooky defending his black gf against racism?
Hi my love 💕 Sorry it's taken me so long to get this out
He doesn't put up with it for a second
Anyone who he cares about it off limits
But you?
His perfect girl?
And not even just being rude, but to be racist?
He ain't having it
He of course wants to lay them out
That's his first instinct
But that's not enough
At least not at first
Because he wants to put the fear of god into them before he lays them out
He gets right up on them
Probably tries to trick them into talking shit before he lets on that you're his girl
Waiting to see how deep they will dig themselves
How ignorant they're willing to be not realizing they're practically signing their death certificate
He gives them a bloody nose for good measure before he tears into them
He's also the type to choke them as he sneers at them
So that they're in pain and uncomfortable, but still conscious for the moment at least
Happy to see that they're terrified
"Got some fuckin' balls saying that shit about my girl. Look at you now though, huh? Fuckin' pissed your pants."
Nearly puts them into a coma after
Definitely spits on them before he walks away leaving them in a crumpled heap
And then takes you out for ice cream and loves on you the rest of the night, eager to show you just how much you mean to him
And how he won't tolerate you being treated like anything less than royalty
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Spooky Diaz taglist
@lillict @smoooore @browngirldominion @namjoonwatcheshentai @sesamepancakes @nintendhoe8 @myaloveee @laylasbunbunny
#headcannons#spooky diaz x reader#spooky x reader#spooky diaz#spooky diaz x black reader#on my block
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New Rider
Summary: When your date gets sick after one ride and decides to abandon you in an amusement park with no ride home. Sparks fly with a stranger.
Pairing: Oscar x Black!Reader
Warnings: swearing, vomit
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I couldn’t stop laughing as i walked towards the exit of the roller coaster watching Jason stumble to the nearest trash can.
“I didn’t know you could scream that high pitched” I jokingly mocked him.
“Shut up (y/n)” Jason said as he held onto the sides of the trash can trying to steady himself.
“It was funny and I could’ve sworn I heard you crying at one point” I continued to tease.
“You’re a fucking bi-”
Before Jason could finish his sentence all the contents of his stomach began to empty into the trash can. At this point I stopped laughing and walked closer to him attempting to comfort him, but he held up his hand abruptly to stop from coming closer.
“Don’t step any fucking further” he said with a loss of breath.
“I just wanted to-” he cut me off
“I’m leaving and you can either come with me now or find your own way home”
“But we just got here why do you want to leave so early”
“I don't know (y/n) maybe because i just fucking threw up” he says as he walks away.
“I know smartass i just watched you. There are other rides and they’re not as fast as this one” I say chasing after him.
“I don’t want to be here. I don’t even like roller coasters”
“Then why did you bring me here Jason”
“Because when I asked where you wanted to go you said here. Instead of like a restaurant or the movies like a normal person” he began to raise his voice
“You should’ve said something when I asked” i began to become defensive
“And seem like some bitch, no way”
“You would’ve looked like less of a bitch if you told me before hand. Instead of throwing up after riding the slowest fucking ride in the park”
“Fuck you (y/n) I should’ve never asked you out”
“Do me a favor Jason and lose my number, because I can’t be with a person who can't even handle the kid section of an amusement park” I stop walking behind him and turn around.
“Have fun getting home bitch”
“Thanks for the free ticket” I yell back at him.
This is the last time I let my cousin put me on with some guy she knew from work. “Oh he’s such a good guy” bullshit, but I’m not gonna let his scary ass ruin such a beautiful day like this.
Before I could realize it I was walking towards my favorite water ride. The line was relatively short. I stood around for about three minutes before one of the workers started to shout that they were looking for a single rider. I quickly raised my hand and started to rush towards the front of line. The worker ushered me to one of the boats where a tall, buff, tan man was sitting. I sat down next to the stranger and let the worker push down the safety bar. As the ride started the boat roughly rocked down the path towards a dark tunnel. The boat lightly scraped against the edges of the tunnel and it became pitch black. We were coming up on my favorite part of the ride as we inched closer and closer to the edge of the drop
“Oh hell nah those mother fuckers lied to me” the man next to me said
“i’m going to ki-” before he could finish his sentence the boat descended down the hill
All i could hear was the deep scream of the man next to me, and i couldn't hold back my laugh as the boat went around the sharp turns of the path. As the boat hit the conveyor to pull us up the next hill at a deathly slow rate. I felt a hand inch closer to mine. Our pinkies were slightly rubbing together as the anticipation of the drop built up the closer we got to the top. We had finally reached the top of the hill and the boat slid down the hill swiftly. I no longer felt the stranger’s pinky rubbing against mine. Instead I felt his large and rough hand wrap on top of mine, and he began his loud screaming again. It was an interesting sight to see when i turned my head to look at him as the ride came to its end. The more I looked at him the more I couldn’t hold back my laugh. This man was tatted from the face down and the thought of him screaming on a water roller coaster was extremely funny to me. I sat there soaked in water because of the drops laughing uncontrollably. I felt eyes on me and turned to meet the gaze of my seatmate.
“What’s so funny” he asked
“Nothing, I was just wondering if you were screaming that loud when you got your face tattoo”
“I actually screamed louder when i got my dick tatted” he said smirking
“Oh shit really, why would you get tattooed there”
“I mean if you wanna see it all you gotta do is ask nicely” he chuckled lightly
There was an awkward silence because the tension between us was so thick. All i could do was stare at him. This man was incredibly gorgeous with amazing bone structure.
“I’m just joking I dont have a dick tattoo, but my face tat did hurt a lot probably because I was 12 when i first got it”
“Damn, I just got my first tattoo this year” i said showing him the small butterfly on my left wrist
The ride finally came to a stop and it was time to get off.
“You know the scary part of the ride is over now you can let go of my hand”
“Who says i’m not still scared” he says picking our hands up off the safety bar and holding my hand a little tighter.
“Well if you wanna keep holding my hand I should at least know your name”
Before he could say anything one of the workers walk towards us and tells us to get off of the ride because we’re holding up the line. I struggled to get out the boat until I felt strong hands pick me up out of the boat and pull me close.
“My name is Oscar, whats yours moreanita”
“(y/n)”
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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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So I started an On My Block masterlist... 🌒
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Campfire Confessions | Oscar “Spooky” Diaz x Reader | 3.3k | o
A few weeks ago some really drunk make out thing between your best friend Oscar and you had happened. You stopped it before you went too far. Ever since you’ve been deeply torn by the feelings for your best friend you knew had somehow always been there but couldn’t be pushed back anymore since that incident. And Oscar, with his stares across the campfire, didn’t make it any better.
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To find out more about the sorting, see the information section on my ✨ main masterlist✨
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Jayven in drumline 🥰🤍( ⚠️edit is not mines )
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