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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

[daydreamabout]

3:15 (Oscar Diaz Imagine)

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

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

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

[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.

[amorediaz-writes]

This blog is for 18+ so minors DNI

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- Christina

- I’m 25 and a Taurus

- I’m a fan of multiple fandoms

- I like to write NSFW content

- I’ve been writing since I was 14

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𝐂𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐳

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

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

𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳

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

𝐎𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐳

"𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌."

[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?”

[sageworld]

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 !!!!!

[inscribeddiatribes]

Cuddling with Cesar Diaz

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I think Cesar is pretty underrated on Tumblr, so this was really cool to write. Hope you enjoy :)

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Cuddling with Cesar was pretty common.

You’d think that he’d be more reserved because he was raised by Oscar, but that wasn’t the case at all.

His friendship with his friends and having to emotionally rely on them while his brother was away left him with an appreciation for affection.

One of Cesar’s favorite ways of showing affection is cuddling. He can be a man of few words at times, but you always manage to feel the love between you two when you cuddle.

As a matter of fact, one of his favorite memories involves cuddling.

Cesar had managed to convince the gang to throw you a birthday party. Ruby quickly took over the planning process as soon as Cesar brought up the party, which was probably for the best.

The gang unanimously decided that it’d be best to have it at Cesar’s house since you wouldn’t think anything was out of the ordinary when Cesar talked about wanting to hang out with you at his house.

Oscar and his gang even started contributing because the majority of them didn’t want to pass up the chance to party.

With Jamal’s dad and Oscar cooking, Cesar picking the music, and Ruby doing the planning... the surprise party was a huge success.

However, near the end of the party, Oscar’s gang started to take over a bit. People starting to light up was Cesar’s cue to take you inside for a bit.

You both escape to his room.

Before you manage to privately thank him, he pulls you close to him.

The fact that he went above and beyond for you was not lost on you.

At the moment, there was no place you’d rather be than in Cesar’s arms.

The adorableness of the moment wasn’t lost on the gang either who had managed to find you guys.

Your moment was somewhat ruined by Ruby sighing in wonder and Jamal trying to join in on the cuddle session, but Monse pulled them back outside to give you two some privacy.

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[biisexualemma]

always you. oscar diaz

word count: 1658

warnings: little bit angsty but still fluffy i swear

requested: 'hi!! i truly love your entire blog and your imagines!! you're writing is incredible! could i ask for an imagine with oscar where the reader and oscar are together but he needs constant reassurance from her that she wants to be with him bc he thinks she can do better? so shes always letting him know that he's all she wants? just a lot of fluff pls! thank you!!’

a/n: sorry aGaIN for taking literal months to write this but here it is! i don’t really love it but hopefully you do! alright bye

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your eyes rolled, slowly drifting in and out of consciousness. your brows furrowed when you heard a loud thud followed by some muffled cusses. you pushed yourself up onto your elbows, peeking one eye open, your eyes still tired from the deep sleep you'd been in seconds earlier.

you knew who it was and he came shuffling in moments later. you often fell asleep well before oscar would get home, but almost always stirred when he'd get back, as much as he tried not to wake you.

the lights were off but you could just make out his silhouette. he let out a heavy sigh, his hand moving to his face, rubbing his eyes exhausted.

"hey," you muttered, your voice soft from having just woken up. you peeped at the clock beside your bed, it was almost two in the morning. you turned back to oscar who was trudging over to your shared bed, releasing a huff when he collapsed next to you. "it’s late— everything ok?"

his body relaxed under the touch of your fingertips grazing his shoulder, he pressed a soft kiss to the back of your hand. your eyes fluttered, you were so tired. you rested your head on his shoulder, eyes closing for a moment as you placed a kiss against his arm. you forced your eyes open to look at him, trying not to let yourself drift back off to sleep.

"i didn't mean to wake you," he mumbled, he sounded just as tired as you felt. you reached over and flicked on the lamp beside your bed.

the room dimly lit up, your eyes shifting straight away to the blood dripping just below his eyebrow. your eyebrows twitched into a frown, your hand touching his chin and tilting his head so you could get a better look.

"osc, you're bleeding," your teeth sinking into your bottom lip, unease sitting on your stomach. you didn't want to ask where he got it from, instead you climbed out from under the warm covers, shuffling to your shared bathroom. you knew you had a makeshift first aid kit lying around somewhere. "do i wanna know?"

oscar didn't answer you at first, he continued to lay still where you left him. he didn't want to think about it too much, and he definitely didn't want to put any images into your head. "probably not," he mumbled. guilt and tire laced his tone. he never liked having to come home to you like this. he would often try to hide it to avoid getting you up in the middle of the night. but you had a sixth sense, you always knew, somehow, when he was hurt. he knew you deserved better than this.

this guilt had being weighing on him for quite some time and he didn't know what to do with it. he loved you, much more than you were aware of. he knew he'd do anything for you but he couldn't help but doubt everything when this kind of thing happened (which was a lot).

you moved back over to the bed, seating yourself down with your legs crossed. you patted your lap, and oscar compliantly moved so his head rested between your folded legs. you pulled out an anti-septic wipe and began to clean up the blood surrounding the wound.

he watched your face as you hovered over him, upside down. your bottom lip tugged under your teeth, eyebrows furrowed softly, careful not to hurt him as you tended to him gently.

"sorry," he was practically whispering.

your eyebrows unknitted when he spoke, losing your concentration for a second. you glanced away from the wound and down to where his eyes lay. you noticed how his eyelashes fluttered, his brown eyes tired. you shook your head, brushing off his apology.

"don't be," you mumbled, your fingers touched his temple so he would turn his head. you continued to clean out the wound, ignoring his hard stare. "as long as it never gets any worse. i couldn't have you look any worse than this..." you trailed off, trying not to put those images into your head.

you finished cleaning him up, throwing your bits away, and repositioning him so he lay with his head on your lap again. you moved one hand to his face, running your thumb across his cheek.

"what you thinkin' about?" you mumbled softly. you leaned back against the headboard, your eyes growing tired again. his eyebrows were furrowed slightly with unease.

"that you deserve better than this," he didn't hesitate when he spoke because he really meant it.

he wanted to leave all this, to live a life with you away from everything tying him to freeridge. the fact that he couldn't give that to you right now, was starting to take it's toll. especially when he knew you this was all you wanted. he knew you didn't approve of his lifestyle, you had said so when you first started dating. but you learned, over time, to push it aside and not think about it. you loved him and would do anything to be with him. he didn't want you to go through that for him.

feeling more awake now, you frowned, approaching the conversation with caution. "better than what?"

"being woken up every night to fix me up."

"stop getting hurt then, problem solved," you tried to make light of where you saw this conversation going.

"i'm serious, y/n," he cut you short. he sighed, sitting up, his back facing you now. he didn't often call you by your name, he usually stuck to some kind of pet name. so it left a weird feeling in your stomach when he did.

"oscar," you mimicked his sigh. "can we not get into this— it's late," you really were exhausted, you couldn't imagine how tired oscar must be. you didn't trust having this conversation with him when you were both moody and tired. "you know i love you.."

"yeah, i know," he ran a hand across his face. his exasperated sigh made you think that wasn't what he needed to hear. it stung a little. "that's what makes it worse."

your eyebrows knitted, you didn't want to hear this now, or ever. for a moment you felt as if your relationship was very one sided, something you'd never worried about before with oscar. he was always very affectionate with you in private, he made sure to tell you he loved you at least once a day.

"please, i really don't want to get into this with you, osc," your voice cracked slightly, fear of where it would lead if you carried this conversation on.

"you can't just ignore it," he snipped. you touched his shoulder, gripping it so you could make him face you again. you knew oscar could get a little insecure when it came to you, but you never gave him any reason to be. you were perfectly happy with him, he just couldn't see it.

"i'm not ignoring anything," you sighed. oscar observed now how tired you looked, the feeling in the pit of his stomach worsening. "i love you, ok? is that not enough? i don't picture us running away together. i picture this. because this is the reality and that is what i am content with. i don't need you to be anything else because i love you. as you are, no matter what you do."

you felt yourself getting upset that you had to spell this out for him. you knew what you were getting into when things started getting serious between you two. you could've pulled away at anytime but you didn't want to. you were still here because oscar was it for you, and you knew that even if he couldn't see it.

his expression softened. "i don't want this to be your reality," he relaxed his head, looking away from you. you were torturing him, looking at him like that. "i want more for you."

you felt a lump growing in your throat, it was upsetting to hear him talk like this. you shuffled, moving so you could wrap your arms around his stomach, your head pressed against his back.

"good thing you can't tell me what to do then," you mumbled halfheartedly. you squeezed your arms tighter around him. he sighed. his body swivelled round, throwing his arm over your shoulder and pulling you closer. you kept your arms in place when he leaned down and kissed the top of your head.

"all i want is you, oscar," you mumbled, comforted by his embrace. you pulled at his torso until you both fell back into the bed. you rolled onto your side, looking up at him with a stern look in your eyes. "it was always you. you’re it."

"it?" he mumbled, caving just a bit for you to release a very soft smile, nodding. he looked at the ceiling, you watched his jaw unclench.

you hummed, content. "it."

oscar didn't say anything, he just tightened his grip around your shoulder, his head relaxing on top of your own. you could feel him relax underneath you.

"so you can quit your worrying and tell me you love me too," you were halfheartedly teasing him now. you felt him smile a little, as he slowly eased up and let it go. he tried to focus only on the fact that you were in love with him, and that nothing would change your mind. "'cause i said it like three times and you shut me down every time.."

oscar rolled his eyes, lifting his head so he could look at you. he now saw your small teasing smile. you tilted your head back, oscar followed your lead and kissed you. it was soft and slow, oscar pulling away only for a second so he could mumble a quiet you know i love you.

you both fell asleep moments later, wrapped up in each others arms.

[groovyzombiellama]

Don’t Leave Me

Title: Don’t Leave Me

Requested? No.

Plot: Your brother was the one to kidnap Cesar and his friends, and while you help them escape, you and Cesar fall in love, and you come to save his life when your brother discovers your hiding spot. Two endings.

Warnings: Mentions of getting shot, blood, death and funeral (one of the endings)

Word count: 2583

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In the beginning it was tough to even get Cesar and his friends to eat right, let alone do anything else when they first arrived. So being in the position you are now, your feelings for the dark haired boy growing daily, you knew you had to do something. When your brother showed up to your house with the four of them in toe, you were already angry at him. You didn’t understand his need to hurt people, but he has crossed the line, kidnapping kids your own age, when he was much older than you. You honestly didn’t even care about his motives, but you immediately knew that you couldn’t let him hurt the four kids he kidnapped. So whenever Cesar argued with your brother while he was being grilled for the information your brother needed and you could see the eyes of your brother light up in rage, you were always ready to step in and protect Cesar from getting hurt in any way and the rest for that matter. At first you had no feelings towards him, it was only because you hated seeing people get hurt and especially seeing your brother, the guy you looked up to when you were younger doing the damage.

And since then you had developped some kind of relationship with all of them. You had began seeing Jamal, Ruby and Monse as friends, because they were quick to understand that you were trying to help them, but when it comes to Cesar, you were a bit unsure of what was going on. You knew that you had feelings for him, but at first you thought it was just a crush and that it would go away, because he was still reserved towards you and didn’t really warm up to you as much as the others, and even they were luke warm since you were related to the person who held them in captivity, so to say he was ice cold would be the most accurate description. But over time, especially when you had risked your own life helping them escape, they started opening up to you more, this time Cesar included. And that was when you realised that your feelings for Cesar were more than a crush and that the more you talked to him and the more you learned about him, the harder you were falling for him. You didn’t want to make an enemy out of Monse, since you knew that the two of them had a history, so you didn’t do a lot regarding your feelings, but it was clear that you had them, mostly to Monse.

She was actually the one who told you to go for it and that maybe you were the one for Cesar, since you were more in tune with the kind of life he lived, and no matter how much you tried to convince her that his way of life or yours or hers had nothing to do with feelings, she still pushed you into Cesar. And you were shocked to see him not pushing you back, and instead pulling you in. Like that one time you had to grab groceries as sneakily as you because all of you were getting hungry and the mask you were wearing had fallen slightly off your face, Cesar didn’t just tell you to pull it back or something, instead he was the one to reach over to pull it up for you, his fingers gently brushing over your lips, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. Or when you all had to hide from a few of your brother’s goons who had come looking for you in the place you were hiding, and Cesar insisted you come hide with him in a already cramped closet.

It kinda gave you the impression that he liked you too, but what sealed the deal were two instances, firstly when you had to switch hiding places and you offered to just lead them there and then go your own way or go back to your brother, and just face the music for helping them escape, since you knew you could go to your father and your brother wouldn’t be able to hurt you, but Cesar was the most vocal one in saying that you were staying with them and that was final. And secondly when at the new hideout you had a limited amount of beds, so one of you was destined to sleep on the floor. You volunteered, because you felt like you owe it to them for letting you tag along, but Cesar was quick to tell you to sleep next to him. You looked over at Monse and she smiled at you, nodding slightly, signaling that she had already talked to Cesar and that she as fine with the two of you being together and that for her, Cesar was as much of a friend as you.

But that was just part of the event that sealed the deal between you and Cesar. What really put the final nail in the coffin, so to speak, was the moment when you almost fell out of the bed in your sleep and woke up in a panic, ready to hit the ground, only to be grabbed by Cesar and pulled back, landing with your chest flush against his, your breaths mixing from the proximity of your faces. You looked up from his lips to his eyes, only to see him staring at your lips in turn, before leaning in and connecting them. The kiss was short and sweet at first, a chaste kiss shared between people who are yet to discover each other, but it was soon followed by a kiss more fast paced and hungry, just enough for the both of you to confirm to each other all that you felt through your mouths moving in sync and your breaths tangling. From then on you were his and he was yours, no doubt about it, and you felt butterflies roam your stomach when he even looked at you, let alone when he kissed you.

Neither one of you had any idea that your relationship was gonna be put to the highest test sooner rather than later when you brother and his goons somehow managed to find your hideout and a fight broke out. You fought to escape, while they fought to bring all five of you back into captivity. Your brother tried convincing you to come back to his side, but that had not been an option for a while now so he was trying in vain. And when even he realised that, that was when he really unleashed everything. There was punches thrown, and kicks from both sides, and people were thrown left and right, until you somehow ended up on the floor after one particularlly harsh kick from one of your brother’s goons and in your peripheral vision you noticed something shiny. Turning your head over to your brother, you noticed he had pulled out a gun and your eyes widened.

Pure shock overtook your body when you realised he was pointing it at Cesar who was fighting off his goons the strongest and he figured if he got rid of him grabbing the rest of you would be easier. Everything felt like it was in slow motion, but you managed to free yourself from the guy that had hurt you and was trying to hold you down and yelled out for Cesar, running to him. As soon as you reached him, you hugged him and heard a loud bang, followed by an enormous pain in your back and you collapsed to the floor, Cesar catching you in his arms. When your brother saw it was you who he shot, he froze, unable to understand how you were willing to fight with your life for people you met not too long ago. Suddenly they heart the sound of police sirens who just happened to be patroling the neighbourhood, they fled the scene, leaving you bleeding in Cesar’s arms. One of the officers rushed in and radioed for help when he saw you on the floor while the other started chasing your brother and his goons.

ENDING 1 (Gone But Not Forgotten)

“Come on Y/N, don’t leave me!“ You heard Cesar’s words, but you were unable to respond as you felt weak and your eyes were closing, and no matter how much he fought to get you to keep them open, you couldn’t anymore. Even the police officer was trying to get you to stay awake, pressing on your wound to stop the blood from flowing, but you somehow had a feeling your time is limited. With your last ounce of strength you told Cesar you loved him. “I love you“ was very important to you, and you felt like saying that in a relationship when it was truly serious, but since you felt like it was your last moments on earth, you knew that you had to say them to Cesar.

You felt one of his tears drop onto your skin and you wanted nothing more than to reach your hand up and wipe his tears, but you were getting weaker by the minute. You reached out your hand as much as possible, looking for Monse’s and when she grabbed your hand, you told her to take care of herself and of all of her friends, especially Cesar. “Turns out we weren’t actually meant to be as we thought.“ You say, your throat dry, causing you to cough, a bit of blood coming out of your mouth, and you smiled hearing Cesar. “Don’t say these things! You’re gonna be okay! I love you too, I love you, just don’t leave me!“ After uttering out one last “I love you“ to Cesar, you closed your eyes for the last time, your body going limp, and no matter how much he screamed, and he screamed for you so loudly that Monse, Jamal and Ruby felt like those screams were gonna haunt them for the rest of their lives, you were gone. Cesar cried even louder, placing his forehead against yours, begging you to wake up, but deep down he knew you were gone and he knew that he was gonna need a LOT of time to get over you and how you made him feel. “Sweet dreams angel, I love you.“ Were his last words to you before you were burried. He would often visit your grave, whenever he missed you, in every girl he saw you, even when he moved on, you were still tattooed in his heart.

ENDING 2 (The Survivor)

“Come on Y/N, don’t leave me!“ Cesar’s words echoed in your head, giving you more will to keep on fighting. You felt way too weak, but something in your mind was telling you that you had to fight. The police officer pressing down on your wound informed you that the ambulance was gonna be here soon and all you had to do was hold on a little longer. All four of your newfound friends were givin you words of encouragement, being able to see how strong you are from all of the things the five of your went through in this time you were together. It made you smile, even if it was weak and followed by you coughing out blood, it gave a sliver of hope to your friends and your boyfriend that you would be able to get through this. Your eyes felt heavy and for a moment you felt like it was the last thing you were ever gonna say, so you felt like you had to let him know. “Cesar, I l-love y-you.“ You wanted to say more, like how you know that those words are reserved for serious relationships for you and not something to be taken lightly or how it was okay if he didn’t feel the same, or how it might be too soon to say that, but you couldn’t. Your throat closed and you caughed again.

Cesar begged you not to talk and to keep your energy for fighting to stay alive, and said he loved you too, so you had to fight, because he wanted to show you how much he loved you, in every meaning of that word. If you weren’t bleeding out on the floor you would have hugged him so tight right now and showered him with kisses. Soon the ambulance was there and it was just in time too, as you were slowly starting to close your eyes. You were all taken to the hospital and they were all treated for their wounds as you were rushed to the operation room. Everyone was anxious, hoping to get good news that you were gonna be okay. Cesar was blaming himself for not turning the two of you around and taking the bullet himself, but he was too late to realise what was going on, and didn’t have enough time to react. Monse, Jamal and Ruby were doing their best to calm him down, but all three were starting to get dizzy watching him pace back and forth in their hospital room, waiting to hear how you were.

After what seemed like forever the doctor walked into their room and started scolding Cesar for not resting, but he quickly brushed him off and asked for you. A sigh of relief washed over the entire room as they heard that even though you had lost a lot of blood, you were gonna be fine and recover. Cesar asked if he could see you, or stay in your hospital room with you and the doctor granted that to him. Even when the other’s left to go home to their families, Cesar stayed with you. You had made him feel so much in such a short amount of time, more than even Monse. He had never felt the way he feels about you and couldn’t wait to say he loves you to you again, when you are fully back to health and looking at him with your beautiful smile and breathtaking eyes. When you woke up finally, he peppered your face with gentle kisses, making you giggle, that turned into a hissing sound, as you felt your wound hurting from the sudden movement, prompting Cesar to stop and apologise multiple times, despite you saying it was fine.

He was there for you throughout your recovery, making sure you know that he was serious about you, and when you had finally been released from the hospital, he took you to his house and you had officially moved in with him, since you had nowhere else to go after what happened with your brother who was your main caretaker. But you were accepted into the Diaz family and you were truly thankful. “Oh by the way, I love you angel. I love you a lot.“ Cesar said one night as you were getting ready to go to bed, making you blush, both at him saying those words to you and at the nickname he gave you. “I love you too....amor.“ The smile Cesar beamed at you was the biggest you had seen on him since you met him. He surged forward, feeling like he was on cloud nine after finally hearing those words properly from you and kissed you with so much emotion, you felt blissful. He was yours and you were his, sure you met under wild circumstances, but at least you were here to stay.

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Gah I made the second ending so much longer than the first, but since she lives in that one, there was more to happen after she wakes up, so it got longer, but I hope you guys still like it and don’t mind <3

I haven’t seen On My Block fully yet, so I’m not sure if Cesar and Monse get back together before they get kidnapped, but someone spoiled that they get kidnapped to me so I had this idea one night while I was thinking about it. I’ve always wanted to write a fic with alternate endings so people could choose weather they like the sad ending or the happy one. Hope you enjoy this, I’m off to bed. my back and neck are killing me and tomorrow I’m going back to my inbox for new requests to do :) that’s all for now folks <3

[yespleasetommyshelby]

Temporary - Oscar 'Spooky' Diaz

So! I started to write this over on Wattpad, but after re-reading it I think it needs to be revamped! And where else to do it but tumblr! Let me know what you think! P.S. This will be a multi-part!

Warnings: Strong Language 🤷🏻‍♀️

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"Motherfucker!" I huffed out as I finally pulled my suitcase out of the trunk only for it to drop to the ground dragging my arm with it. "Pendejo coño, piece of shit." I muttered as I gave the bag a swift kick while running my hand through my long brown hair.

"Lia!" A familiar voice came from behind me, spinning round I couldn't fight the smile that raised to my lips as my eyes landing on the figures coming towards me.

"Ruby! Get your little ass over here and give your cousin some lovin'!" I grinned at the younger boy as he and his crew picked up their pace. "Te extrañé" I mumbled as I pulled Ruby in for a hug before releasing him.

"I missed you too Lia." He smiled as he moved to stand back with the rest of them.

Ruby Martinez is my younger cousin, we was close when we were close when we was growing up until I left Freeridge at the age of ten, since then I'd only seen him when him and his family would come and stay with us for summer, along with Monse and Jamal.

"Monse!" I squealed as I pulled the young girl in for a hug, squeezing her tightly before I pulled back and looked her over properly. "Look at you all grown up! And you got your braces off!" I grinned as I remembered the hours that she would complain about her metal 'teeth traps' as she would call them last summer. I couldn't help the chuckle I let out as she looked to the ground with a small smile.

"Hey! You look so pretty!" She grinned as she looked over my outfit leading me to do a spin and laugh.

"What about me?"

"Jamal! You know I would never forget you!" I gasped dramatically, putting my hands on my chest in mock innocence. "You know you're my favourite." I stage whispered as we pulled away from our hug.

After pulling away my eyes landed on the slightly taller boy stood to the side watching us with a small smile on his face.

"You must be Cesar." I smirked, thinking back to the countless texts and calls I had gotten from Monse over this boy.

"That's me." He shrugged with a smile, leaning back slightly and putting his hands in his pockets.

"Oh, come here!" I grinned at the awkward boy moving forward and pulling him into a hug before facing the others. "I'm Ruby's cousin Amelia, well, Lia." I introduced myself briefly.

"How long are you here?" Monse asked as she grabbed my handbag from the floor while Ruby struggled to stand my case up.

"Six months, dad's away on business and mum didn't want to stay home alone I guess." I shrugged as I didn't really know the exact reason the mum didn't want to stay home like we usually did.

"Amelia! Hurry up!" The familiar voice of my boyfriend Diego came from the doorway to Ruby's home, his face screwed up as he looked between me and the younger crew.

"Why is he here?" Ruby frowned as he let my case fall to the ground in defeat.

"Because he's my boyfriend, said six months is too long to be away from me." I shrugged forcing myself to smile slightly.

"More like he didn't want you to realise how shitty he is and how much better off you are without him." Ruby snorted as he looked over his shoulder briefly.

"Oh come on guys, he isn't that bad." I sighed as I took my handbag from Monse and put it over my shoulder. The three of them had never like Diego, and as much as I understand he isn't to everybodies taste, they also don't know him like I do, well, did.

"Really? He isn't that bad?" Monse said sarcastically looking me up and down with a raised eyebrow.

"Their right Ya know." Jamal piped up from the side of the group. "He tried to control you, that summer we met him you barely spoke to us and when you did he got so mad, you remember that he hit you, right?" He rambled on, my heart squeezing with his last words.

"He what?" Cesar asked with wide eyes and a tense scowl as his looked over to Diego who was staring back just as intense.

"Amelia!" Diego yelled as he took a couple of steps closer.

"Listen, it's not as bad as it sounds, anyway, I gotta go and unpack, thanks again for giving up your room Ruby." I smiled sadly as I took the case handle from him, after he'd eventually stood it up.

"Are you fucking deaf or something? Or are you too busy flirting with little kids?" Diego's voice was much closer, not realising that he was storming towards us until he ripped the suitcase from my hand.

"Hey! There was no need for that!" Cesar spoke up, stepping towards Diego with his fist clenched by his side.

"Shut up kid." Diego laughed as he reached over and pulled my handbag from my shoulder. "Let's go Amelia." He muttered grabbing my arm and starting to pull.

"Aye cabrón!" Cesar yelled as he stepped forwards and pulled me back so my wrist slipped out of Diego's grip. "How 'bout you try asking nicely." He said confidently as he stepped closer so they were almost chest to chest.

My eyes widened as I looked between the two, knowing what Diego was capable of I wanted to reach out and pull Cesar back, but not only would that lead to furling Diego's anger, I had a feeling that this Cesar kid could hold is own. The low rumble caught mine and everyone else's attention as a low, red impala pulled up to the curb with the windows open and music playing loud. I stood and watched in silence as the music stopped and the driver of the mysterious car opened his door before climbing out.

I turned to look at Diego who was still staring at the younger boy who had taken a step back with a smirk on his face.

"Aye Cesar! We got a problem here?" His deep voice caught my attention.

Without thinking I turned to look at the new comer, he was slightly older than I was, maybe 24, he was tall, tanned and muscular, he had a shaved head and was wearing the usual cholo get up. But what caught my attention was his tattoos, the tear drop beneath his eye and the cross on his neck. I grew up in Freeridge, I may have been young but I knew all about the gangs and I knew exactly what those tattoos meant, he was a Santo, and he had a body count.

"Ask him." Cesar shrugged nodding to Diego, whose vein was sticking out off his neck as he clenched his fists in anger as he turned his attention to the newcomer.

"Hell yeah we got a problem if he keeps flirting with my girl." Diego nodded to the Santo, his eyes flicking to me before going back.

"Diego, leave it." I spoke up catching everyone's attention.

"Amelia, shut up putá!" Diego yelled throwing my handbag to my feet making me step back quickly only to gently bump into the side of the impala.

"Aye cabrón!" The mystery man yelled as he stepped forwards and shoved Diego back slightly, smirking as he stumbled. "You good?" He asked turning to me, his blue eyes scanning over me quickly before they returned to my brown ones.

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine." I smiled up at him, my heart starting to beat faster as he maintained eye contact before giving me a small nod.

"Cesar, we gotta go." He instructed, looking away and motioning to the impala that Cesar was moving towards, following instructions and climbing into the passenger side as the mystery man moved to the drivers side. He opened the door and paused as he looked over at the rest of us before his eyes landed on Diego. "Respect your girl homie." He narrowed his eyes, looking to me briefly before he climbed into the car and pulled away.

"Hurry up Amelia." Diego muttered before sulking back inside.

"Who was that?" I asked ignoring him, my eyes still focused on the imapala before it turned round a corner.

"That was Cesar's brother, Oscar Spooky Diaz, leader of the Santos."

** Any Spanish is completely google translate if it's wrong or makes no sense I apologise in advance! Let me know if you'd like part 2!**

Also, it has not been proofread so sorry for any mistakes! 💖

[eddieismypimp]

Cesar X Reader

request: cesar comforting you when your parents are fighting.

trigger warning: a little angst at the beginning, cussing, fighting.

I usually only write about Oscar but I will write for anyone:) This was requested by @corpsebridestan, they requested this a long time ago but I got a new job and I didn't have time to do it. I haven't been able to get a hold of them but I hope they see this and I hope they like it. (I wrote this in 10 minutes and I think its absolute trash and i'm so sorry to everyone who has to see this.) Sorry it took so long babe :(

"You're such an asshole!" I heard my mother yell. " I wish I would have never met you!" "The feelings mutual you fucking bitch!" My father yelled back. I sat upstairs in my room, tears steady streaming down my face. At first, there was only a couple fights here and there. I thought everything between them was fine, but this has become an everyday thing. I cant take it anymore. I just wish they loved each other again. The yelling went on for a few more minutes before I heard a loud crash and my mother crying. He hit her again... I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my stuff and ran downstairs out the front door. They didn't notice because he was still screaming at her. I ran all the way to my boyfriends house. He lived pretty close. "Cesar! Please open the door" I begged as I knocked repeatedly. After a few seconds of me knocking, the door swung open. "Y/n... what's wrong? He asked me as he pulled me in the house and into a hug. "It's my parents" I said crying. "They're fighting again." He rubbed my back. "it'll be okay Mi Reina." He said kissing my forehead. "I don't know if it will, my dad hit my mom again." He squeezed me tighter. " Come on baby, let's go get comfortable and lay down. Then we can talk about it okay?" "Okay." I said. He led me down the hall to his room. I kicked off my shoes and we laid down. "Tell me what's on your mind baby." He said as he caressed my cheek. "I don't know.. I just feel like... they shouldn't keep putting themselves through this if they don't love each other anymore." "And that's heartbreaking to even think about because I thought my parents were gonna be together forever. They had such a strong bond and I just feel like.... if they can't last forever.. then how do I expect to find love." I started crying again. "I know it feels like everything is bad right now, but it will get better I promise." Cesar said stroking my hair. "Even if it means they have to split up for things to get better, then so be it. That doesn't mean that they won't still love you though. They will always love you no matter what. They're great parents, and their relationship does not define who you are as a person baby. You are so amazing and you deserve everything. You don't need to find love either, because you got it right here. I will always love you no matter what." I sat there in silence for a second. I have never heard Cesar say something with so much love before. I felt so seen. "Do you really mean all that?" I said looking at him. "Of course I do my baby.. you're amazing." He said kissing me all over my face. I started smiling. "I'm so glad I have you.." "I'm glad I have you too baby."

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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

[eunoiaflow3r]

Husband Material

A/N: nothing

Warnings: fluff haha, there will be mistakes..uhmm kinda short. fem!reader.

Request: Hello gorgeous! I love your writing you truly make me feel like I’m in the moment with them! I’ve always wanted to read one of those things for Oscar about what he’d be like as a boyfriend or as a husband. @officiallyaunicorn​

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Boyfriend Oscar:

he’s intimidating when you first meet him

when you two do start talking, you pretty much just know he’s a no nonsense type of guy.

with that being said, when you first met him you thought he was kind of rude at times, and you didn’t really like him much.

when you saw the way he was when he was around his brother though, that began to change your mind.

when you first started dating, although sweet at times, he was a little closed off, and that annoyed you.

as time passed though, you gently got him to break his shell and let you in.

you learned alot about who he really was, and you couldn’t have been more happy to get to know the real him.

not spooky him.

Now let’s get to the fun part..

Alone with you, he is just straight up goofy

I’m talking pillow fights, food fights...

wait

let’s talk food fights for a second...

he’s cooking for you..right?

and he won’t let you in the kitchen.

the smell of the food has made you so so hungry, and all you wanted was to just taste something.

But no, he would not let you.

Eventually, though, you had snuck a few appetizers, and he’s laugh at you and litter you face with gentle kisses before telling you to get out of the kitchen before things got out of hand.

Before you left though, you made sure to throw a little flour on him just to get a reaction.

He looked angry, but that quickly changed when he through a handful of flour at you.

By the end of the night, flour had covered the both of you, he accidentally burned the chicken, and you ended up ordering pizza.

The two of you liked watching tv shows together.

Mostly funny ones, but most of the time you could never get through them without Oscar messing with you in some way, shape, or form.

Pulling strands of your hair, pinching your sides, tickling your stomach, kissing your neck....

He loved to mess with you.

The gang liked you.

Some of them a little too much.

All Oscar had to do was give them that look, and they never even dared to look at you again.

The kids noticed a shift in “Spooky”

When Cesar told them that he was dating you, they were a bit standoff -ish.

They were glad that you brought out the good in him, but...why would anyone like him?

And Oscar thought about that sometimes.

Why would anyone want to be with a gang member?

And that was when you told him you loved him.

He tried to push you away, tried to tell you that he wasn’t safe and that -

you weren’t having it.

you promised him that you weren’t just going to walk away and that you were always gonna be with him every step of the way.

“I love you, Oscar, and I always will.”

He didn’t know what to do but kiss you, and say it back.

There was this one time -

Prophets pulled put a gun and he swore on that day he would do everything in his power to protect you and leave the gang life.

He swore on that day he was done with that life because he loved you too much to watch you get hurt.

Husband Oscar

Took some time, but he eventually left the gang.

Once he did that, he moved into a new house, and convinced you to move in with him.

You did, and everything seemed almost..normal.

Oscar started cooking full time on the rich side of town, and was bringing in legal money.

Living this way with him felt good.

Some time passed and everyday he realized he loved the way he was living, and he loved waking up to you every morning.

With that being said, he knew what he had to do.

He proposed, and of course you said yes.

That was the happiest day of your life -

no

the happiest day was when you actually married him.

Now you knew that you couldn’t be happier. 

Husband Oscar doesn’t hold back.

Gang oscar was so much different than domestic oscar.

Who knew that you two would be arguing over something as little as who would fold the clothes, or take out the trash?

anyway

dance parties

in the living room

all the time

i’m talking all the time

and when you find out your pregnant?

He’s ecstatic

I mean literally over the moon.

He’ll never leave your side, and he’ll make sure you get anything and everything you need anywhere you need it

honestly, husband oscar is such a sweetheart

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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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Damn I whish you were here

Everyone remember thst night clearly , the night were you got shot by latrelle and didnt make it , when Cesar told you he loved you for the first time , now Cesar could only think about how he never got to give you the last kiss and make things official beetween you two , it was killing him inside that he was never going to see you smile again or laugh like he loved so much , how everytime he passed by your house he would saw your parents crying in your room in your bed when the window was open , he missed you more that he ever thought he would and he couldnt handle that pain it was too much for him to bare and the crew knew it like damn even Oscar knew it but Cesar didnt let nobody come close to him or seeing him crying.

Cesar was walking alone to school a routine that seemed normal to him now with his eadphones in his ears and head bow down feeling numb to the pain he was feeling that day , in the end of the street he saw his friends and immediatly the crew ran to him being goofys to make him smile but Ruby looked at him and told all of them to stop and just gave a hug to Cesar tight has he could and walked by his side quiet respecting the state of spirit of his best friend.

¨you know man , you could take some time off from school and have some time for yourself and visit y/n in her grave or talk with her parents, it would be good bor you to have some disclosure about those feelings , I know you loved her and trust me she loved you too but she wont come back and she would like for all of us to stay here and make the best of our lifes and try to be happy, she wouldnt like to see you like that Cesar ,I dont like to see you like that , neither of us does.” Ruby spoke softly and with a lot of pain his voice trying to contain the tears that started to form in his eyes , he looked at his friend in a glance and saw Cesar face , he was not the same anymore and Ruby knew that his friend blamed himself for the death of the girl he loved since he didnt kill Latrelle like his brother order him to do and on top of that he was kicked out of the Santos , so Cesar didnt have much to look forward to.

“ stop ok man!” Cesar stopped on his tracks and looked at all of his friends with now an angry look on his face. “ stop making me feel like I am the victim when you know i fucked everything up! If i was man enough to kill Latrelle y/n would still be alive , i could walk with her today hand in hand and smiling with her , we could do all that we planned , we could be a whole crew again , so stop making me feel like I didnt have any fault in this because I do! I was the one who sentenced her to her death and everybody knows ,  she was my girl so what the hell was I expecting ?! you guys have no idea what it is to go to sleep and the only thing i have from her is voice mails , pictures , memories , I cant even look at her parents because I know that they hate me for what I am or was , you guys have no idea of what it is to feel empty again , damn Ruby you got shot and look at you , you are not the same anymore so I even messed up my best friend head with my issues . I just ... damn i wish you were y/n.. I miss her so much man, she was my soulmate i knew it , she could handle my life both side of it , she always had something positive to say about whatever it was , even Oscar took a like on her and now I am in the street living because not even my brother wants me to live in his house anymore , Ruby I want her back so bad man , I cant live like this , i cant it hurts to much..” 

Cesar broke down in tears infront of his friends for the first time and all of them came to give a big hug letting him cry all his pain and anger knowing for how long he was holding on those emotions inside. Monse back it up a little and wiped her tears fast before going to her backpack and take the letter that y/n wrote for Cesar confession her love for him and with that she made a video to suprise Cesar on his birthday . 

“hey i think its time for you to see this, she made this video so everytime you wanted her close to you no matter where you two were she was always going to be by your side and this letter is for you to see for yourself what she feels, it doesnt matter if she is not here physically , she is here in our hearts and arounds us , she was part of us and always will be and has long we have these little things to hold on to her she will never leave us or be gone forever.¨ 

Monse gave Cesar a small smile and played the video on her phone showing all of them laughing and playing around , Cesar couldnt hold the little smile forming on his lips even though his heart was tight and tears were streaming slowly down his face. Y/n was now on the room with Monse and she didnt knew that she was being recorded when she was talking about Cesar and he smirked at her blushing when mentioning him.

“oh god Monse he is so sweet and so cute, I mean that boy is more than cute but i dont want to ruin our friendship with confessing my feelings , I fell in love with him for his smile , for his eyes the way they sparkle when he is laughing , oh god that laugh makes me feel like a little girl on christmas time , Oscar knows I love him and he laughed even though he said we would make a cute couple but what can i do? i dont want things to go awkward beetween the group. Everytime that I am with him time stops and i dont want ever to leave, if I could i would sleep in his arms for the rest of my life because to be honest i have never felt so safe with someone like i feel with him, even though he has the life he has in the gang I dont care, everyone has a past and has some kind of legacy to make or continue and I believe he just wants to fit in with his brother , I love him so much Monse and if you knew how my heart beats when I see him you would think this is from a movie or something , I am sorry im just rambling and being annoying , sorry Monse”

Cesar broke down once again and hold the letter to his lips kissing it tears never stop flowing and everyone was crying at the same time , they all loved her for her kindness, she was the neutral one of the group , always ready to help everyone without wanting nothing in return but seeing the others happy and that is what Cesar loved the most about her , he looked at Monse and nodded to her in a way to say thank you and she looked at him the same way crying , Jamal sniffed and looked behind to see Oscar in his yard looking at his little brother with this heart broken , Oscar started to walk over and Jamal gave a small scream hidhing behind Ruby like he was his savior . 

“ We need to talk lil’ spooky” Oscar tried to keep his posture and cesar looked at him with his eyes red and puffy from crying and Oscar couldnt see his brother like that , he broke his posture and gave a hug to his brother making him know he was there to support him.

“ Im so sorry for what happened to you but I can promise you something , we are going to fix this and give you and y/n the peace you guys deserve. She was a nice girl actually i liked her , she had this aura about her that made her easy to talk to , so if you still want we are going to end with the prophets for good and honor her memory hermanito. Por ti y por tu amor que tienes a ella , sabis bien lo que tienes que hacer por iso para de llorar , Im here for you , you didnt lost everything.¨ 

Oscar whispered in his brother ear and like that Cesar still had some hope for him, he didnt lose everyone he loved and damn right he was going to finish with the prophets , he was going to make them pay for what they did to his princess and no matter what from now on Cesar was going to make whatever it takes to rebuilt her honor and memory so it can prevale forever like he wanted.

(if you want to get tagged on the next imagines and future fanfic let me know ,hope you enjoy this first imagine , love you )

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Stolen Kisses | C. Diaz

Pairing ; Cesar x Reader

Timeframe ; Chapter 7

Summary ; When Y/n has exhibits doubts about her relationship with Cesar, he goes above and beyond prove them wrong.

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A/N : I kind of mash up the episodes before this to fit it in with my story, so please don’t read this unless you’ve completely caught up to Episode 7.

“You kissed Olivia?”

The squad and I were in Ruby’s home when our block ended up being on lock down. Cesar had asked me out after Halloween, at Jamal’s first football game, and we had been an official couple ever since, however, after one too many rounds of Truth or Dare, Jamal ended up spilling a secret I was not meant to know.

“Jamal, I asked you to do one thing.”

“Don’t blame Jamal,” I shouted angrily, crossing my arms and standing up from where I sat on the couch. “You’re a shit friend for asking him to keep this from me, the same way you’re a shit boyfriend for keeping this from me.”

“Y/n, we weren’t going out then,” he cried, trying to get me to understand his reasons as to why he kept this from me. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t think it was that big of a deal, I mean, you’ve never told me about every guy you kissed before me.”

I scoffed at his idiotic response and glared at him for a few seconds, hoping that he would take that time to realise how ridiculous he was being and correct himself, but he was still too oblivious to do so. I shook my head and grabbed my jean jacket off of the couch armrest and put it on.

“You’re fucking unbelievable, Cesar,” I growled, before storming out of Ruby’s home and heading to the nearest market around the corner.

“Here’s your change.”

The cashier at the counter held her hand out and passed me a dollar bill and two quarters. After shoving in into the pocket of my jacket, I took my can of orange soda, my packet of licorice, and I turned to leave, only to see Cesar standing at the doorway. After scoffing at him once more and rolling my eyes, I continued walking out, passing by him like he wasn’t there.

“Y/n, c’mon,” he groaned, grabbing my wrists and pulling me towards him. “Can we just talk about this? I really hate it when you’re mad at me.”

I couldn’t help but melt just a tad. Even though I was still annoyed at him for not telling me about what had happened between him Olivia, I knew, deep down, that he never meant to hurt intentionally in any way.

“Alright,” I whispered, before softening my posture. 

“Why does it upset you so much? I mean, I’d get it if we kissed after I asked you out, but... What’s wrong?”

We had been walking down the sidewalk until I came to a sudden stop, a split second after he asked me why I was so upset. It was if he had triggered my anger and frustration yet again.

“You and Olivia have always had something going on.”

“Y/n-”

“No, Cesar,” I said, cutting him off. “Don’t try and deny it. I saw the way you looked at her when Ruby introduced her to us. You looked at her the same way you looked at me at Jamal’s football game, and the same way you looked at Monse at that party before summer.”

“That’s not fair, Y/n, you know I would never hurt you like that.”

It broke my heart to see how offended Cesar was. He instantly thought that I was insinuating he would cheat on me, but that was the last thing I was trying to do. I sighed and put my hands in my pocket.

“I know you wouldn’t, Cesar, and that’s not what I meant,” I replied defensively. “All I’m trying to say is... The fact that you kissed Olivia and you went through all this effort to keep it from me, it just... it fucking terrifies me.”

“What do you mean?”

“The three of us like you, Cesar,” I stated abruptly, causing Cesar to be taken aback. “And it terrifies me, because you could easily wake up one day and decide that you’d rather be with Monse or you’d rather be with Olivia. It terrifies me that that’s a possibility.”

“Are you kidding,” he said, chuckling underneath his breath. “Y/n, I asked you out. I asked you to be my girlfriend. Not Monse, and definitely not Olivia. You don’t ever have to worry about me choosing someone else, because I’ve already made my decision. I chose you.”

A bright grin slowly crept its way onto my face, and Cesar smiled when he noticed. He slowly took my hand and pulled me close, leaning his head in to kiss me, only to be cut off by the loud sound of a car honk.

“Hey yo.” As the car got closer and stopped just in front of Cesar and I, we soon recognized the guy in the front seat. “You looking good, ma. Let me get that ass at Pimp Lane. Yo, Y/n, why you still hanging with these broke-ass Santos?”

“Oh, you spent time in juvie, now you think you’re balling?” Cesar replied, gripping my hand tightly and glaring intensely at Latrelle.

“Yeah,” he answered, just as angrily. “Where do you I knocked off a bunch of your punk ass homies? Ask about me, go ahead.”

Cesar angrily swung his arm over my head and smashed my empty can of orange soda onto the ground, creating a loud clattering noise. I quickly try and grab both of his arms quickly and attempt to calm him down.

“Hey,” I said loudly, despite being intimidated by how high their entire conversation was escalating. “Hey... Cesar, let’s just go back home.”

“Screw the Santos and your dead homies.”

“Ay, you know what side you on?” Cesar yelled, taking a step towards Latrelle’s vehicle, even though I tried my best to hold him back. “This is our block! They call me Lil’ Spooky. I’ll blast on your ass.”

“Cesar, please,” I cried, pulling him back from getting any closer to the car.

“I don’t care what side I’m on.”

I looked up Cesar only to see his face completely drop. Before I could turn to Latrelle, he quickly stood in front of me, blocking me from Latrelle’s sight and holding my hand tightly and protectively. I took a quick glance over Cesar’s shoulder and I instantly realized why he had gone all protective-boyfriend on me so quickly. 

Latrelle had pulled out a gun.

“You lucky your bitch is here,” he growled intensely at Cesar. “‘Cause when I catch you slippin’ next time, I’m gonna put a hole in your head.”

“You sure you’re okay, baby?”

After Latrelle drove away, Cesar refused to stop obsessing over me and whether or not I was okay. He insisted on walking me home, and I insisted on him sneaking into my room, because the last thing I was to do was let him out my sight. Especially with Latrelle out to get him.

“Yeah, I’m... I’m good,” I muttered, knowing very well that Cesar was not even a little bit convinced. “Just stay the night, please? I don’t really wanna go to sleep alone tonight.”

“Of course, Y/n.”

After that, we both promptly slipped underneath my duvet covers, and Cesar wrapped his arms protectively around me, allowing me to turn around so we would be in a spooning-position. As he kissed the back of my neck softly, and nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, I couldn’t but feel guilty. Here I was accusing him of not caring about me that much, and there he was obsessing over my safety, even with a guy out to kill him.

“Hey, Cesar?” I asked softly, not sure if he was awake or already fast asleep. 

“Hmm?”

“I’m sorry,” I said, as I turned my body around so that we could be face to face. “I trust you more than I trust a lot of people. I shouldn’t have doubted you.”

“It’s okay, Y/n,” he replied comfortingly. “I get why you were upset.”

“And if it makes you feel any better,” I said, as a smile began to grow on the corners of my mouth. “I would chose you too. I’d chose you over anyone on this block, on any given day... You have my word.”

“Never doubted it for a second. I mean I am Lil’ Spooky, after all,” he replied coolly, giving me the idea to take a jab at his over sized ego.

“Spooky,” I repeated, before pretending to think, for a second. “I would chose you over anyone, but Spooky. Boy, oh boy, would I chose him-”

“Okay, baby, now you’re just being mean,” he said, pretending to be offended, and gently pushing me away from him. I pouted at him, which he only responded to by laughing before quickly pulling me close again. “Learned your lesson?”

 “Shut up and just cuddle with me, Lil’ Spooky.”