#OMB Imagine

[kyloswarstars]

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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[stargirlposts]

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.

[themuselesswriter]

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?”

[page150]

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

[redisnotonfire]

i mean this is the best way possible why does Next Semester kinda sound like a Sex Bob-omb song

[yellowloid]

doubles and constantly are like beautiful twin girls. to me

[bijoumikhawal]

I'm still not over the "Andy pitched an episode based on Cyrano that would've been about Garak falling in love with Julian", especially because he mentions it would've involved Jadzia- which, going off how riffing on Cyrano works and the fact that he pitched this before Worf and Jadzia got together, implies he might've pitched this when they were still trying to play up romantic tension between Dax and Julian

[vaguely-concerned]

another really interesting thing in our man bashir to me is that I think this is the point where garak finally mostly relinquishes his self-appointed role as bashir's teacher. he seems to have taken it upon himself early on, for inscrutable but probably partially horny, partially cultivating a promising (and lovely) contact reasons of his own, to imbue julian bashir with some spysmarts and basic bastard thinking literacy skills, in the hopes that he won't go get his bright beautiful excitable ass killed at the first opportunity. there's a lot of mentor/protege undertone there in the early years. (if you want to get into asit stuff, very much in the same vein as palandine and garak's relationship in the beginning.)

but in omb garak really only has one of his little lectures, and it's basically about The thing about being a spy (and a person) that has most shaped his life: That's something else you've yet to learn, Doctor. A real intelligence agent has no ego, no conscience, no remorse. Only a sense of professionalism. There is no joy, no magic, no real delight to this, no winning, no recognition, and most importantly no connection; the reward for work well done is only ever the work itself. You don’t kiss the girl, get the key — you simply get on with turning yourself into nothing as best you can. and julian, who had just been trying to momentarily imagine a world where secrets can be cool and glamorous and for good, meaningful reasons that empower him to help the world rather than shameful and isolating and alienating and like a damocles sword hanging over him and everything he cares about, shoots back with 'well, but what if not that, though? that's the whole point of this game! this is my story not yours, trust me to know it better than you do. (I have more things to teach you too, if you’d just listen. And once he gets shot a little bit, garak does listen.)'

(somewhere beneath all this is almost exactly the same debate they will have explicitly later on -- "Sentiment is the greatest weakness of all"/"If that's true, that's one lesson I never want to learn". Something something the freedom to imagine and play around with different worlds in your head, no matter how cringefail james bond LARP nonsense that world is as long as it brings you hope and joy and new perspectives, kill the part of you that cringes etc. Garak you're allowed to get out of the closet in your head now, Tain is gone, you can imagine different things than what has been and no one will turn it against you. Im… sad)

through most of this episode garak is observing, and when he's not simply bitching about everything from the sidelines (<3), he's tentatively trying to throw in comments to play along, to figure out how the flow goes like he's learning a different language, and he's BAD at it hahaha. he barged in there to put himself in a position to learn something about julian bashir's ~*hidden inner psyche*~, but UH-OH spiritual uno reverse card time he's having to face some shit about his own psyche and the immense barrenness it's been forced to operate under for so long.

The learning between them has of course always been two-way (that’s partially what the whole relationship is built on), but in giving up the more ‘formal’ role — mask — of teacher, garak is also opening up space for realer emotional intimacy, letting one layer of artificiality fall and allowing more realness to shine through. even so he doesn’t let go of control completely until he’s faced with irrefutable (horny) proof that julian’s sentiments and ideals are backed by real conviction — julian knows (possibly better than garak does) what is a game, and what is real, and where he draws the line between frivolous and deeply necessary is different from where garak would and by the end of the ep I think garak trusts julian more, enough to leave the story in julian’s hands without trying to steer or form him even indirectly/sneakily. And to top it all off, the way julian uses his last dramatic speech to signal that he did also listen to what garak told him… augh.  

the teacher role, along with the lies (ever his swiss army knife god bless), has helped garak keep a sort of fine-tuned control of the level of emotional intimacy possible between them, stay in control of what narratives are even on the table. and I think finally letting that fade more into the background transforms their relationship in ways that can pay off big time down the line, for all that it leaves things a bit strange and tentative in the meantime. by garak standards he’s being positively transparent in this episode. for the first time he talks about his time in the order without any coy prevarication, he states his hunger for knowing julian better right down to his ~*hidden inner psyche*~ almost pathetically openly (<3<3<3<3). And this is just my headcanon and definitely not what was meant at the time of airing, the unplanned nature of the augment reveal being what it is, but in context of the whole show as it became it feels a lot like garak offering some of his own authenticity to signal that julian could trust him with his. It feels like garak has figured out at least the rough outlines of what julian has uh got going on and tried to make this gambit, having… perhaps underestimated the extent of the defenses julian has internally/psychologically against Being Known, quite aside from the practical real world consequences of his secret getting out. Anyway. Lots in this episode. Many thoughts.

[factual-fantasy]

Good evening Factual! (Or whenever you're reading this) I sincerely hope your day is going well! And in regards to my last Ask, thanks for the info and clarification regarding Larry and the General! I especially liked your idea for a more reasonable "exploding shell"!

And staying on the topic of the Koopa Troop- I have a bit of a strange question today- what would you estimate is the rough population of the entire Koopa Kingdom? And how does it compare to the Mushroom Kingdoms population? I'd assume it would be significantly larger- as the Mushroom kingdom consists purely of toads, while Bowsers Domain encompasses dozens of different species- or at least it does in the games.

And so that begs the question- do any other species other than koopas make up your AUs Koopa Kingdom? Obviously we've seen troopas and you've mentioned goombas a few times- but are there significant populations of shy guys? Spikes? Monty Moles? Boos? Piranha plants perhaps? And if there are- any idea how they all came to serve Bowser? Was it out of fear, or respect? And are any of the various "vassels" present in the command structure, like King Bob-bomb, king Womp, or everyone's favorite- Petey Piranha!?

No problem! And well, I'm doing much better today than I was yesterday at least <XD Aside from that I caught a cold. So I'm gonna have fun dealing with that for the next week- 🤣💔

As for the species that populate the koopa kingdom, its actually not what you'd think-

My Shy Guys have no alliance with Bowser. They are a species of.. strange woodland people..? That live in what is currently called "shy guy forest". No one really knows how many of them there are, but everyone considers them to be malicious creatures that you shouldn't associate with.

I'd consider Spikey's to be regarded as animals or pets, as opposed to citizens of the kingdom. Whos to say how many of them there are..

I'd also imagine Monty Moles to be regarded as animals rather than "people". And since Bowser's land is so unhealthy, I imagine that they don't live in Bowser's territory anyways..

The Boos have no alliance with Bowser whatsoever. In fact they reside closer to Peach's land then they do Bowsers. King Boo and his Boos are regarded as a small-ish community of.. faries..? Sprites..? What ever the word may be-- that live out in these big dark woods. They don't serve Bowser and don't interact with him in any way really.. other than taking some of his troops that may stumble into the forest--

Piranha plants are also held in the same value as "animals", rather than people. Though I did consider that they grow mostly in Bowsers land.. Though they probably have to be nursed in healthy soil until they are big enough to eat meat. In which.. Bowser's soil is unhealthy. Hmm.. there might not be a whole lot of them anymore-

King bom-bomb likely doesn't really.. exist..?? Yet?? The bomb-ombs are just living bombs created by Kamek. And King bomb-omb would just be a GIANT bomb-omb. But considering they want Peach's land due to how fertile it is.. they don't have any good reason to create such a weapon..

The Thwomp's are tricky.. There was supposed to be this ancient temple that was made of these HUGE stones with faces carved into them. Kamek brought the stones to life, separating them and making them do his bidding.. I considered that "King Thwomp" was a huge cluster of wall that the bricks couldn't be separated from. Making just.. one giant thwomp. What this means is, there is a limited number of thwomp's. Compared to the rest of the kingdom? Surly they'd only have a handful of thwomp's.. (You can see drawings I made of them here! :0 )

As for Petey, he's not in Bowser's kingdom anymore! :0 He grew so huge he was able to eat his way through the castle and escape. He was so big and powerful, and so fast- that no one could stop him. He scurried off in to the woodlands beyond Bowsers territory.. never to be seen by Bowser again.

That just leaves the Koopa troops and all their variants really.. including dry bones.. when it comes to their population? Its hard to say. I don't have any numbers in mind- but I can compare them to the other kingdoms a bit--

Lets use a 10 scale thing, lets say 10/10 is a completely overflowing kingdom. Way too may people to house and it just not even funny-

Peach's kingdom would be a 6/10. Her land is very healthy and their culture is big on family and generations and what not. So that number is slowly rising..

Daisy's kingdom might be closer to a 4-5/10. Less people but still, their land is healthy and that number is slowly rising.

Then there's Bowsers kingdom. I was thinking that his population is closer to 8/10. This is becuase the Koopa people have been around for many years and have had time to build up that number. I also considered that the Koopa people are a very tough species. So even though their land is unhealthy and doesn't bear much food.. they press on..

You might think that Bowser has Peach beat. I mean, its 6 (weakling toads) vs 8 (tough koopas). But actually Daisy and Peach's kingdom are in alliance. So if Bowser picks on Peach, Daisy will back her up.

So then it becomes an 8 vs 10-11. (tough koopas vs weak toads and sturdy Piantas). And now with the hero's of legend on their side? Beings capable of beating death? Its just a big lose for Bowser..

Wow. Okay I just stopped typing and realized that I kind'a flew off the rails there- I better cut it off here-- none the less I hope the answers to your questions are in that ramble somewhere or you at least enjoyed the read! <XDD

[pianokantzart]

Given that the Jungle Kingdom is the origin place of the karts, Sarasaland should be the kingdom known for its parties, complete with life-sized board games

Ooh! I like what you're getting at. I like to imagine a Sarasaland Party is like a dangerous Chuck-E-Cheese for adults. To the left they're playing a game of Bouncy-Brawl, Hot Bob-Omb, and Hop or Pop. To the right they're playing Winner or Dinner, Chain Chomp Fever, and Magma Mayhem. Near the front of house you can play Spring Fling, Pinball Fall, or Bullet Bill Bullies.

The location of the event and lineup of games changes every time a party is thrown, but there is always an open bar, and it's not unusual that half of the partygoers are hospitalized by the time the night's over.

[tokosparrow]

“Hello! I'm new to requesting so if I suck MB... I really love Matthew patel and there's very little fanfics of him out there 🥲 how about Matthew being beat by Scott (in a world where he doesn't explode into coins) and after everyone leaves, reader helps him collect himself and they end up being friends, and then later on they confess? Gender neutral reader would be nice!! Thank you 💚”

a/n : thank you @habitabel for the request!! i also love how wholesome this is so double thanks (ps. this has slight angst) :3

you were having a great time watching the battle of the bands, you had a shared amount of favorite bands you wanted to see, especially the one named sex bomb-omb was it? soon you became much more invested when some guy flew through the roof, killing the band that was supposed to be battling.

‘oh wow…’ you thought, watching the guy challenging the bassist, poor guy you suppose.

matthew patel you soon to find out it’s the guys name gets pretty mad, soon you watched as the two fought over a girl named romona flowers? you watched, amused, as matthew sung and fought, soon loosing to the bassist, leaving the poor guy defeated on the floor. everyone has soon started leaving since the performance was basically over, the guy still being left on the floor which pulled onto your heart strings.

as people continued to leave you walked up to the guys body to check on him just once before you left yourself, you place your hand onto his chest gently to make sure he was still breathing as he was landed on his back pretty hard. soon a groan came from him leading you to quickly take your hand back as you jumped a bit.

“you okay man? you hit the ground pretty hard…” you asked as you watched him open his eyes and trying to sit himself up.

“yea…i’m alright..” he responded, struggling just a bit, yet you you helped him hold him to his feet.

“your name is matthew patel, right?” he nods as you asked, still feeling shaked up. “im (Y/N), im gonna take you the hospital to make sure you’re alright”, you say as you help led him as he still struggled.

then you know it, about a year passed and the both of you and matthew became good friends after you helped him so kindly, and he was ever so grateful for someone like you, you felt the same. which led you into a small problem, you somehow gained a crush on your friend that you became so close with, it was something you thought about over and couldn’t put a finger on just why you liked matthew so much.

you were on a bench in your local park as this thought pondered in your mind, sighing and lost in your thoughts as small hue of red creeped onto your cheeks as you thought of matthew again and again thinking that maybe today is day you get the confession over with. you didn’t even noticed that he already somehow spotted you from across the park and running toward you as fast as he could.

“(Y/N)..!!” “Matthew!?” you shouted in response as the scream of him calling your name out pulled you out of your imagination.

as he stopped infront of you, hands on his knees as he tries to catch his breath, soon making eye contact with you, with your eyes already placed on him hiding the slight blush on your cheeks.

“i saw you…across the park…so i decided… to come over and talk..” he said taking breaths inbetween a couple words, soon sitting himself next to you.

“you alright…you seemed out of it” hearing his concerned tone made you fidget just a bit, deciding whether if you should go though with this confession.

“yea…is it weird to like a friend?” you asked out of the blue as you continued to fidget, confusing matthew just a bit but soon leading him to smile.

“sooo who’s this lucky person?” hitting your arm playfully with his elbow, soon realizing that this seems a bit serious.

“well…it’s not weird okay..?” rubbing his neck as he says so, “if you’re comfortable, you could tell me who it is…?”

you thought for a moment, then you sighed. better now or never, you look at him and took a deep breath as to give yourself a moment before telling him the truth.

“i like…well…” you say placing your hand onto his hand that was on the bench, looking at him feeling much more nervous than before, “i like you matthew…”

he looked at you for moment, almost speechless and trying to put a single thought together on how to respond. you took him being speechless for the worse and stood up, a bit of tears formed in your eyes and looking down as you didn’t want to make any eye contact with him for one moment out of embarrassment.

“i’m sorry…i-..” “wait (Y/N)…i…” matthew took your hands as he stood up and before you could walk away, gently holding both of your hands into his as it’s like he doesn’t want to hurt them.

“i…i like you a whole lot too, much more than you think..” he admits confidently, caressing your hands as he does so.

“i’ve liked you a lot for a while yknow” he says as he smiles, soon placing one of his hands on your cheeks, gaining a small smile from you which made him happy.

as matthew has his hand place on your cheek, he felt his heart start to race slowly, soon placing a kiss on your lips which was returned. with a moment so valuable, there were a surprise that neither you or matthew could possibly predict.

“woah, sparks??” you two both said confused as the kiss quickly was broken to see what just happened.

you two looked at each other once again, soon laughing and giggling as you two embrace each other in a hug, both of your foreheads against each other. what a great way to confess, you both must’ve thought at the moment.

ahahahahshaa, im so in love with him <333

[stargirlposts]

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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HII !! love ur content sm and i think this is for requests BUT if you can…could you do Scott pilgrim headcannons! SORRY if this is too much to ask for PLEASE AND THANK U -🪄 anon!

omg it's NEVER too much :DD i never get requests for scott so this was super fun to write HEHEHEHEH

scott pilgrim headcanons!!

he collects matchbox cars and plays with them whenever wallace isn't home

he also has like, no idea how to cook

he can't use most candles cuz they burn his nose

laughs whenever he sees 69 anywhere

i feel like he definitely likes my chemical romance.......... i can't explain it, it's a gut feeling

he gets wings every friday

he fucking LOVES tortoises like he could talk about them for hours if you gave him a chance

most of his shirts are ones he stole from his dad before he moved out

total blanket hog

also probably hogs the pillows too LMFAO

he doesn't smoke but he always has a lighter on him for some reason??

there was definitely a period of time where he wasn't participating in sex bob-omb and tried to start a soundcloud rap career that didn't take off

in most of the tracks you could hear wallace telling him to shut up

he tried to play five nights at freddy's ONCE and damn near pissed himself in fear

maroon 5 is his guilty pleasure

he has a tattoo of patrick star on his right ass cheek

him and wallace are matching (wallace has spongebob on his left ass cheek LMFAO) and they got the tattoos when they were both very very drunk

he has NEVER worn a pullover hoodie in his life and he plans to keep it that way

i imagine that the only thing inside of his brain is two caterpies playing a 1v1 tennis match

have i ever mentioned that he's bi?? he is very bi have you SEEN HIM!!!!!!

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When you're sick 💊- César Díaz x Reader (Headcanon)

Request: None

Pronouns: They/Them

Word Count: 866

Warnings: None

Summary: How I think César would act if you got sick, enjoy!

César hates being sick 

Like really hates being sick

Like goes to school with a fever and pretends he isn’t sick, hates being sick 

Because then he has to rely on people and there’s issues that come with that 

But, the only thing he hates more than being sick is you being sick 

Because that means you’re not your energetic, happy self 

That jumps on him randomly and dances with him 

You’re not eager to study with him (or tutor him, because that’s usually what ends up happening) 

You’re still, and tired, and in pain

And even though he really enjoys taking care of you, it worries him 

So, to keep himself from freaking out too much he’ll put you on bed rest

“Shut up and lay down.” César gently pushes you back down on your bed.

“But, I have to study!” You argue, trying to sit back up. 

“Study? You’re so pale you look like a ghost, you can’t study! I’ll take care of it. Just rest, babe.” 

He’ll stay home from school just to take care of you. Even if it’s just to watch you sleep he feels better being near you. Knowing that you’re safe and not on the ground somewhere because you fainted.

You stir from your sleep feeling a warm hand on top of yours. Opening your eyes you see César sitting on the chair next to your bed, rubbing your hand.

“Baby go to school, I’ll be okay” You whisper. 

“I can’t focus if you’re not there with me.” He replies, kissing your sweaty forehead. “I rather be here with you. Do you need anything?” 

When you get hungry he’ll run around looking for food. Cursing at himself for being unprepared. 

You peek through the crack of your bedroom door at your boyfriend pacing through your hallway, waiting for someone to pick up the phone. Then you hear pieces of his conversation. 

“Ruby, hey, what do you eat when you’re sick? No, I’m not sick. Y/N is. I don’t know, like 3 days. They have a fever, sore throat, runny nose, that kind of stuff. I don’t know what to do! No, I’m not freaking out, just answer the question. What do they need to eat? Soup and popsicles? Yeah, I can get that. Okay, thank you. I’ll tell them.”

Coming back into your room to kiss you on the cheek he says, "I'm going to get you some food and Ruby says to get well soon. He needs you to babysit the twins.”  

Usually you’ll only have a small cold, so you’ll get better quickly, but sometimes it’s worse

He’ll clean and disinfect everything when you throw up. He'll also keep reassuring that he loves you and you'll be okay you no matter how messy you get.

When you cry because of the pain, he’ll hold you and try to keep you as comfortable as possible 

You sniffle and turn away from César in the bed, “I don’t want to get you sick.” 

“I don’t care, how many times do I have to say that. I hate when you cry.” He turns you so you face him and kisses you, while wiping away your tears.

“Sorry, my throat hurts so much.” You say softly. 

“I know, in awhile we can try eating another popsicle. I’ll stay here until you’re not in pain. Just keep hugging me.” 

He’ll make sure you take your medicine when you’re supposed to. Even if he has to threaten you. 

“Sweetheart, wake up.” César whispers, slowly rubbing your back.

“Go away,” You yawn, snuggling into the teddy bear César bought you. 

“Nope,” He pulls away the sheets, revealing you in heart pajamas, clutching the brown teddy bear. “It’s time for medicine.” 

You groan, “It’s gross, I’ll take it later, I’m feeling better.” 

“No, you have to take it down. Your fever is going down, but it hasn’t broken. Take the medicine.” 

“Babe, it’s so gross. Don’t make me take it.” 

“Take it or…” He pauses. “I’ll call Oscar.”

Your eyes widen and you open your mouth so César could pour the green syrup into your mouth. You put your hand over your mouth so you don’t spit it out as you swallow it. 

Putting the sheets back onto you he whispers, “I know it sucks, but it will make you feel better.” 

“I know, just get in bed with me, I’m cold.” 

Once you feel better, he’ll pride himself in his caring boyfriend abilities. 

You sit hand in hand with César at the lunch table, listening to him ramble on how he took care of you. 

“I almost called Oscar, I really didn’t know what to do, but I figured it out. A man has to take care of his partner.”

“I think we all know who’s the man in the relationship, but we’re glad you’re feeling better Y/N” Monse adds.

You laugh, “Thanks Monse, but César did great.” 

He kisses you and pulls you closer, “Anything for you, being without you makes me sick.”

You hug him, then get up to get something to drink. 

At the table César watches you walk away with a smile, before sneezing. 

Monse, Ruby, Jamal, and Jasmine look surprised at him shrug, before saying, “Definitely worth it. 

When you say you’ll take a break, but leave for almost a whole year.🥲So much has happened that I can’t really explain, but I hope you all enjoyed this post. I’m still trying to get back into the swing of writing so I hope this is okay. Just know a lot more is coming! Please like and follow for more. Have a wonderful day ~c'k

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honestly the more i think about a character like bowser being thrown into a horror fan game like mario and the music box, the more i actually kinda wanna see it

there's so much comedic possibility in a tough guy like bowser being in a scene like that.

mainly because he's notoriously unkillable

throw him off a ledge? he'll live

throw him into lava? he'll live

dude's survived being sucked into a black hole on MULTIPLE OCCASIONS.

he's been crushed by his own castle

he's been flung into next week

he's literally blown up (when he's defeated in dream team, he explodes into little stars)

and he just comes back game after game like

"uh uh uh"

bro is a menace, and that's what makes the idea so. hilarious. to me

heres what i imagine

—

A furious spirit, or a disgraced underling, or some other angered fiend trying to exact their revenge on Bowser. They're angry, they're not thinking straight, and they go in to stab him.

Their weapon shatters in their hand. Shatters.

Then Bowser... squints. Looks them up and down, processing what just happened. He can't believe it himself. Not that their blade or whatever burst like a detonated Bob-omb, but that they were

actually

dumb enough

to try that.

Not even the Mario Brothers would pull something like that, and fail so spectacularly. They're smart enough to know you just don't do that. Not to him. You fight the King of Awesome, and you fight him good. You don't try to stab him like some commoner. Where's your sense of class, doofus?

He's not sure whether to laugh in his attacker's face, or burn them into a pile of ash there and then. In his bewilderment, all he can ask is:

[bobombogenesis]

OTP asks:

Fluff : 8

Angst :1, 5, 8

Depth : 2, 8

(why am I always asking 8 XD?)

Sorry it's taken me so long to answer these -_-;

Fluff 8: What were their first impressions of each other? L: that Bowser was big, scary, and mean (all of which is true) B: that Luigi had the spine of a Blooper (which was mostly true until it came down to saving Mario's life) but that he did have a little sass to him (also true)

Angst 1: Have they made each other cry? L: not directly (not yet). I can imagine that maybe he cried at some point while he was imprisoned. I mean, I'd cry if I thought I was going to die and then had to listen to some of the stuff Lumalee said 😂 But that's different than Bowser making him cry because of their relationship. B: no. tbh I can't see Bowser as being the type to cry unless like, something happened to Bowser Jr. or something like that. I think that when he's hurt, he channels it into anger.

Angst 5: Name something they would never do for the other person. L: anything evil. I've read fics (well, a fic) where Luigi betrayed Peach and Mario for Bowser, and I just can't see that happening. I don't think he would sacrifice his morals or what he feels to be right even if he loved Bowser, and if he was forced to choose between Bowser and Mario, he'd choose Mario because Luigi's family will always come first. Luigi also wouldn't just stand by and let Bowser do what he wants, if L thinks it's wrong. Eventually, he's going to end up standing up to Bowser for the sake of the Bob-ombs. Mama Luigi is very protective of his little buddies B: sort of the same thing, he's always going to put Junior first. Although of course, Luigi would never want to come between them.

Angst 8: If they broke up, what would be their opinions of each other? L: he's going to think that his first impressions of Bowser had been right after all, and blame himself for being gullible enough to believe differently B: he's still going to think highly of Luigi and admire him (since his opinions have def changed since when they first met), but damned if he's going to let anyone know it Depth 2: What would be their love motto? Sorry, I'm terrible at stuff like that ^^; I guess the line from the song "Burnin' for You" - "I can't see no reason to put up a fight." They might as well quit denying their feelings and give in 😂

Depth 8: What is something they have each had to forgive the other for? L: Well, the obvious... imprisoning him, trying to kill both him and Mario, and the other bad stuff Bowser's done. B: Hurting his feelings by Luigi being so ashamed of wanting to be with him, and trying to hide his true feelings from everyone else.