#oscar was napping shh

[peachydaisies]

for their first new years, jules wanted to introduce her eldest granddaughters to her culture, and gifted them both with red envelopes for the new year

(the twins are still too young, but jane wanted to be included anyway)

[w2soneshots]

Can you make more of dad Simon and him freeking out wheb he has to be alone with the baby while we ste at the doctors. And he brings the baby boy to side cats bc he is not calming down

Baby boy -Miniminter

Words: 0.6k+

Warnings: none.

In which Simon looks after your baby for the first time by himself, when he’s struggling he goes to the boys for help.

a/n: i love this. enjoy!🫶🏼

"Ok, the bag with everything he needs is on the table, his lunch is in the fridge and try to put him down for his nap by 2." I said to Simon as I rushed to get my shoes on. We recently became parents to a beautiful baby boy. Simon has been amazing so far but today I have a meeting that I can't miss so he's looking after Oscar for the day. I tried to lay everything out ready for him to attempt to calm his nerves. He knows everything that I told him already but when he gets stressed I know his mind goes blank. "I love you, have fun!" I quickly kissed both of my boys on the cheek then left.

Simon's pov:

"I can do this. Everything is gonna be fine." I tried to reassure myself. I sat on the couch and got comfy, rocking Oscar back and forth gently. After just an hour he began hysterically crying. "Shh, it's ok daddy's here, shh. Please." I pleaded to the small but extremely loud baby in my arms. I've already tried changing his nappy, giving him some of his lunch (he wanted nothing to do with it) and putting him down for his nap a little early but he just continued to cry.

I couldn't call y/n because she's in the middle of a very important meeting. So I text the boys: "guys I don't know what to do he won't stop fucking crying😫" I got a reply almost immediately "we're just about to film for the pod, bring him here?" Tobi text. I sighed in relief "you sure? I don't want him to disturb you" "yes mate, I've been wanting to see him for ages!!" Harry replied. I quickly got myself and Oscar ready, grabbed the bag y/n had thankfully packed for me and left.

The drive felt like torture, I was desperately trying to focus on the road while a screaming baby wiggled in the back seat. When I finally parked up outside the tall building where we film more sidemen and things for side+ I quickly got out and grabbed Oscar from the back. When I got inside I checked in and apologised for the interruption, thankfully everyone was really nice about it. "How can someone this little make such a loud noise?" I thought to myself as the lift came to a stop.

"Hey! I could hear you coming from down the hall." Tobi said once I made it to the office. "Yea." I replied tiredly. "Oscar!" Harry shouted, running up to us "oh nelly. Can I hold him?" He asked. I nodded quickly. Harry gently took him from my arms and went to sit down in the side cast set. He stopped crying. I mentally thanked Harry. "How on earth does y/n do this, she's amazing" I thought. One of the team members brought me a coffee and I quickly drank it as I watched Harry gently rock Oscar. "I never knew you were so good with kids." Tobi spoke to the Guernsey boy. "Yea, before Oscar and Olive came about I assumed you didn't like em." I added. Harry chuckled quietly.

"The girls are gonna go crazy when they see that pod." Tobi said as we left, referring to the fact Harry sat with a baby the entire time we were filming and kept getting distracted by his light snoring. I laughed "one hundred percent." Harry sighed "well I better get home, see you boys tomorrow." I nodded "thank you guys, I seriously don't think I could have gotten through today if it wasn't for you." I said sincerely. "Don't sweat it, we know you'd do the same." Tobi stated.

When I got home I sat with Oscar until y/n got back. The door clicked and then opened "hey! How are my boys?" She said practically dropping everything in her hands. I sighed "good." She cocked her head slightly "not as easy as you thought?" "No definitely not." I replied. She giggled.

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Seeing their joint interview has got me in the mood for some soft sweet Lando & Oscar thoughts!! If you have any pls share xxx

“Being such a good boy today, Lando.” Carlos praises, rubbing the last off the sunscreen on his hands onto Lando’s face.

Lando hums, face flushed and sweaty from exercise. He doesn’t squirm away from it, probably because of the snacks he’s promised, already downing the juice box that Daniel has pulled from the cooler waiting patiently for his salted crackers.

“Alright,” Carlos finishes, turns to Oscar who’s watching them with glassy eyes, a light dusting of pinks over his cheeks as well as down his neck. “Your turn, cariño.”

Oscar doesn’t seem to realize that means him, and so Daniel looks up from where he’s still sorting out snacks, gently squeezing Oscar’s hip. “Osc.”

“Hmm?” Oscar seems to snap out of his trance, flush deepening on his cheeks, aware he must’ve missed something.

“Be a good boy, Oscar.” Lando pipes up from around the straw in his mouth, patting the space next to him.

“Oh hush.” Daniel laughs while returning to his snacks, Carlos holds a hand out, pulling Oscar closer and having him sit down next to Lando on the concrete in front of him, to the side of the padel courts.

They probably won’t play another round, but the sun in Bahrein is treacherous and Carlos won’t let his hard work of having the boy sun protected go to waste in their last 30 minutes of being outside.

Oscar gets handed his juice box by Daniel but he seems to patiently wait for Carlos to finish his application.

“Close your eyes, please.” Carlos says with a soft smile, gently coating Oscar’s paler skin in sun screen, making sure to get behind his ears and down his neck.

“Such a good boy.” Lando praises for him, and Carlos snorts while Oscar flushes a deeper red, something Carlos is trying to prevent.

“All done,” Carlos hums, wiping his hands down his shorts before brushing Oscar’s hair back. “Enjoy your snack, pequeño.”

Despite them being sure they had tired the boys out, Lando manages to challenge them all to a race back to the hotel and luckily no one falls or scrapes their knees.

They’re post shower snuggled on the couch, Oscar’s already mostly asleep, slowly but surely sinking more into Daniel’s chest when Lando announces the unthinkable.

“I wanna nap, Papa.”

“We should call the news.” Daniel says, gently running his fingers through Oscar’s hair.

Lando scowls at him, sticking out his tongue before pushing himself away from Carlos and moving to the bed to annihilate the bedding, ripping it from the mattress despite Carlos’ cringing.

“Amor,” he chastises gently. “We have blank-”

“This.” Lando says simply, dragging the duvet from the bed and over to the couch, separating the sheet and shoving that in Daniel’s direction.

“Why thank you.” Daniel laughs, grabbing onto the sheet and covering himself and Oscar with it, who’s now surrendered to snuggling into Daniel’s chest.

“Oh!” Lando says, dropping the duvet at Carlos’ feet before going to retrieve Oscar’s giraffes, snatching them up before gently clambering onto the sofa that Daniel’s made himself comfortable on, (not so) accidentally kneeing him in the balls in the process.

“Oof!” Daniel huffs out, making strenuous effort to not yeet himself and Oscar off the sofa in pain. “Lando!”

“Shh.” Lando says, pressing a single digit to Daniel’s lip. “Oscar’s sleep.” He whispers, putting the giraffes next to him before nuzzling close for a second.

It’s too cute for Daniel to do anything about the attack on his poor manhood.

“Kiss.” Lando says, before pressing a soft kiss to Oscar’s head and then waiting expectantly for a kiss from Daniel. He gets two.

Lando clambers back over to Carlos, who has managed to situate himself with the duvet and opens it up for Lando to climb under, snuggling into his chest.

“No kiss for Papa?” Carlos asked in feigned hurt, brushing his hand downstairs Lando’s back, he’s rewarded with a kiss to the jaw and a “love you” that does the job.

[brokebonewritings]

Eddie Munson y/n one shot smut … but w/ my name ofc 😈

Crying yes, anything for you bestie!! Also this is somewhat self indulgent cause this scenario was in my dream two weeks ago. Just… with Oscar Issac…

Enjoy!

God Only Knows

Warnings/Tags: 18+, Smut, Ask request

Word Count: 2.4K

Requested by: @kaidalorian

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You had been late to come home before, but never this late. The rustling noises you were making on the side of your family’s short little trailer could have woken a whole neighborhood. Luckily your mom was a heavy sleeper, which made sneaking back in very easy.

The noise however caught the ear of another person sneaking in late. Though his Uncle may not consider it sneaking in, since he allowed him to come home later.

Curious of the added noise in the neighborhood, Eddie started walking in the direction of the noise. Once he saw the commotion happening in front of him he decided to speak.

“What are you doing out here so late?” He spoke softly, trying not to startle you. Obviously failing once you screamed and turned around.

“Shh! You scared me half to death!” You whispered. This made Eddie chuckle lightly.

“Seems to me I am being more quiet out of the two of us.” He looked at the boxes you were setting up to climb through the window. “Are you sure that’s stable enough?”

“One can only hope this will hold me up to get through the window…” You turned to him and smiled. “Sorry I snapped at you, you just made me jump.”

“Nothing to worry about, just wanted to make sure you were okay.” He smiled.

“Well that was very kind of you.” After nodding at him, you turned back to the box project that was happening in front of you.

He stood there for a moment. Not really sure if he should help or offer another solution. So that’s what he decides to do.

“That doesn’t seem entirely safe… Do you maybe want to spend the night at my place?” He stutters a bit but it finally comes out. You take a moment to think about the pros and cons of climbing through the window.

“Yeah you’re probably right, I’ll go with you.” To Eddie this reply was the best thing he has gotten all night. He was a little intoxicated, yes, but he knew he had to protect you from accidentally hurting themselves.

Picking up your bag, you turn and follow Eddie back to his trailer. It was a rundown little park but the mobile homes were cozy enough to call home.

Once you both made it back to his home, you quietly stepped in being careful not to wake his Uncle up and sneak into his room.

You knew Eddie for a long time, since Kindergarten, and he is a good person to confide in. You were more on the acquaintance side of things but when the two of you got together it was a really good time.

Eddie shut the door behind you and walked over to his cassette player.

“What are we feeling? Bowie? Van Halen? Metallica?”

You take a seat on his bed and look up at him. You take a moment to think about the choices presented.

“I’m feeling Bowie tonight, they were playing him at the party I was at.” You reply. He only offered what he knew you liked. He was thoughtful like that.

He slipped the cassette tape into the player and turned up the volume. For the next two hour, the both of you laughed and talked about things from your childhood. It was nice to reminisce.

Once you were tired and ready to go to sleep, Eddie set up a spot on his floor for you to sleep on. It wasn’t the most comfortable option but it would have to do for the 3 hours of sleep you would get.

The music was still playing when you woke up from their small nap. It wasn’t loud but it seemed like it was playing on a loop. And holy hell was it freezing.

Sure the covers did warm everything up a tiny bit, but not cozy like your own blankets. Then an innocent thought popped into your head.

Sitting up you looked over at Eddie who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Slowly your stood and climbed into bed with him. You got comfortable for a few moments and then realized something was off. Seriously off.

It felt almost bare. You lifted the covers just enough to see that Eddie was in fact sleeping without any pants on. Your face began to turn red as you turned over not to look at him.

That’s when you felt two arms come around you and pull you closer to the body next to you.

“What are you doing in my bed?” You heard him say.

“I-It got cold on the floor”

“And you thought it would be a good idea to come into an innocent High Schooler’s bed?”

You wiggled out of his arms and turned over.

“Eddie we are the exact same age so don’t start with that crap” This made him laugh, and in return made you laugh.

Once the laughing stopped, you both stared at each other. And just for a brief moment all you both could hear was David Bowie serenading the moment like some cupid with it’s arrows.

‘God only knows what I’d be without you’

It was a bit awkward, but there was more tension than anything.

“So you know… you’re the first person who has been in my bed.” He said lowly

“Is that so? But have you been with other people?” You asked, just out of curiosity.

He thought for a minute, and when he saw your face fall he smiled.

“Of course not, You think someone like me can score a goal like that?”

“I think you could, but that’s only up to you to do.” You look into Eddie’s eyes almost to give him the hint of want.

He definitely caught onto what you were saying. Almost in an instant, You were pulled in as Eddie crashed both of your lips together. To say you were startled would be an understatement, however you had wanted this for so long that you didn't worry about the sudden movement from Eddie.

It felt beautiful how he pressed against you. You had never felt such ecstasy before. The kiss was becoming deeper and more passionate. You could feel Eddie moving against them, grinding against your thigh.

You could hear his breath become more raspy as he grinds harder. 

“Fuck,” he gasped loudly. “Kai you’re so fucking hot, holy shit.”

This made you mewl loudly against him. You were too out of breath to come up with actual words. In the same moment, Eddie hoisted the both of you up so that You were now sitting on his lap.

“Eddie, please be gentle.” You whined in his ear. He ran his hands down your thigh before slapping it. Your scream made Eddie smirk. He loved hearing the sound of pleasure and surprise.

“You’re fucked. You made a big mistake sneaking into this bed, baby.” His aggression shocked you. Youhad never seen this side of him, and yet it was a huge turn on.

The loudness of both of you moaning amplified in the small room. There was no way that his Uncle was still asleep during all of this.

As you both got more aggressive with each other, Eddie grabbed the collar of your shirt and ripped it off. You were too invested in marking his neck than what he was doing to their clothes. 

Once you were stripped down to your underwear, Eddie threw you back on the bed.

“Flip over on your stomach. Ass up.” He demanded.

“Wh-what?” You didn't quite understand what was happening. This made Eddie lean very close to your ear to whisper.

“I said, Turn the fuck over and put your ass up in the air.” His demeanor from earlier has changed, but so has yours. You loved that this was a side of him you had never seen before.

After doing what he said, he began to graze his fingers along your back. This went on until he decided to play with the soaked panties you were wearing. 

"How are you this fucking wet already?" He questioned. You didn't have the answer for him though.

He began to rub against the wetness. You could feel his metal rings through the thin fabric. The closer to your clit he got, the louder you began to moan.

“Ugh fuck, your pussy is dripping for me.” He moaned loudly. “I bet you need to be cleaned out before I fuck your brains out.”

“Please, Eddie, Please.” You chanted over and over again. That is all he needed to move the fabric aside and delve his tongue in between your legs.

He worked his way to your clit, enjoying every inch and fold he could get his tongue into. You could hear him moaning through every slurp. It sounded absolutely obscene.

He edged you to the absolute limit. Each time, stopping and waiting a minute before diving right back in. The screams coming from you were breathtaking to Eddie. He loved knowing he was the cause of all this undoing.

He pulled back after the 3rd time of edging you. Sticking two fingers into you, he began to feel and stretch and scissor you. This made you moan louder than before, giving him the cue that you were ready.

Eddie pulled down the edge of your panties. The sight before him made him tear up a bit.

“You have the prettiest pussy I have ever seen in my life.” He whistled. “Too bad I'm about to ruin you.”

With that, he grabbed your waist and began to push himself into you. It stung a bit, but he was moving slow enough to make sure you were getting used to his large cock.

“I feel like you’re gonna tear me in half, Eddie.” Your comment made him stop dead in his tracks. Resulting in a loud grunt from you as well.

“Am I hurting you?” He looked concerned. “We can stop if I’m being too rough.”

“Mm, No please keep going.” You moaned. “You’re just so big and I need to adjust.”

Eddie needed that reassurance. Once he got it, he began to push the rest of himself into your tight entrance. This earned a moan from both you and him. You could feel his balls pressed up against your clit and god did it feel so good.

He gave you a moment to adjust to his size before pulling back out and thrusting into you. You had no idea why but the position you were in made you feel so full.

“Fuck Sweetheart.” He moaned loudly. “Your pussy is so fucking tight.”

His hands wrapped around your waist as he picked up his pace. Your moans began filling the room once again. After this the whole trailer park would know that Eddie Munson had been the luckiest man in the world.

“Eddie, Eddie, I’m so close.” You screamed. His pace was brutal against your clit. It felt so good, the way his balls slapped against you. 

“No. You’re not allowed.” He demanded. This made you whine. He was denying you the one thing you wanted most at the moment.

“Please, please, please. Let me, Eddie, please” You were practically crying.

“I said no.” He stopped mid thrust. His hand trailing up to your throat and brought you closer to him. “When I tell you no. I mean no. Do you understand?”

You whined which resulted in him tightening his grip around your neck.

“I said, ’Do you understand?’” He growled into your ear.

“Yes, Eddie, Yes I understand!” You cried

“Say ‘Yes Daddy.’” He smirked knowing you probably never would do it. And it did shock you at first since it was like him to be this aggressive. What the hell.

“Yes Daddy, I understand.” You mewled. You knew this would really get him going. Boy were you so right.

He lets go of your neck and pulls out of you fully. This made you whine from the sudden emptiness. However, he made one swift movement and you were laying on your back looking up at him.

“Hi..” You say shyly.

“Hi baby.” He smiles down at you and cups your cheek. He leans down and kisses you sweetly. This is what true passion felt like. His hand caressed your cheek then trailed its way back to your neck.

You loved the way his hand felt there. The coldness of his rings and the grip around your neck. It made you more wet than before.

“Alright enough of the softness.” He moaned as he pushed himself back inside of you. You both groan loudly as he picks up from where you last left off.

The both of you were grunting and moaning. It sounded like one of those pornos he made you watch while hanging out. 

“My own personal pornstar is lying right in front of me. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” He asked

“Yes Daddy. All for you.” You moaned loudly.

This drove Eddie to his limit. He grunted as he fucked you deeper and faster. You could tell he was about to come based on his cock was pulsating inside of you.

“Don’t pull out.” You said, not really thinking.

“What?! What did you just say?” He growled. “What the fuck did you just say?”

“Don’t. Pull. Out.” You scream. This really pushed him over the edge because in just a few short moments you both were driven to your climax.

He chanted your name as he began to come. In return you were also chanting his. You could feel him still inside of you cumming once you had finished.

Once he was finished, he pulled out of you and laid by your side. Wrapping his arms around you, he brought you in closer. This certainly wasn’t on the agenda but it was a very nice surprise.

You don’t really remember falling asleep, but once you opened your eyes you could tell it was morning. When you sat up, you saw Eddie sitting across from you playing his guitar.

“Good Morning, Sleeping Beauty.” He said as he plucked at the strings. “How are you feeling?”

“My back hurts.” You stated. “But I feel good.”

He smiled as he set his guitar down. Getting up and walking back over to the bed, he sat down. You both stared at each other for a moment before breaking into the biggest smile. 

“We had been holding that sexual tension in for so long huh?” You asked.

“Longer than we probably realized.” He stated.

“I love you, Eddie Munson.”

“I love you too, Kai.”

[youllneverknowrac]

Oscar Diaz-Moody (pm)

For @alight-inmydarkness

2:56 pm

You decided to make a late lunch, the boys complaining about being hungry since one o’clock. You agreed to cook, deciding that it would help pass the time. You had music playing, Oscar sitting at the table smoking a blunt while Cesar sat on his phone.

“You two could help me out.” You say as you let the oil heat up in the pan, everything you would need set out on the counter,”You always talk about how you were such an amazing cook.” You tell Oscar

“I am, but now I got a girl that will cook my meals for me.” He smirks,”Cesar.” He whistles to get his attention,”Go help her, I’m busy.”

“You’re smoking, that’s not being busy.” The little Diaz reply’s as he gets up with a sigh,”What do you want me to do?”

“Peel the potatoes and mash them up for me.” You order, going over to your boyfriend and standing in front of him,”Come help us.”

“Mami.” He groans, blowing out the smoke from his mouth

“Come on Oscar, you have nothing better to do anyway. It’ll be done faster if you help.”

“Lo sé pero no quiero.”

“Just like always.” You say with a eye roll,”If you don’t help you don’t eat. You can starve to death for all I care.”

“Stop it mamas. I’m getting up, where do you need me?”

“No, I’m not gonna force you to help us. I’ve been bored all day and just want to do things with you, but it’s fine. Go sit back down.”

“I want to help, I mean it. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“You’re just saying that.” You pout, picking up the raw chicken that was already seasoned and dipped in the batter,”You don’t love me.” You add as you place it into the oil.

“I do love you, even when your being a moody brat. So just tell me what to do.” He says as he stands behind you.

“I’ll tell you what to do, come finish this. I’m not going to listen to you guy’s.” Cesar says as he drops what he’s doing and hurry’s out of the kitchen.

“Well there’s you’re job.” You sniffle

“Are you sure you want to cook nena? We can order something in.” He says as he takes over his brothers place.

“No I do want to.” You reassure him,”I just wanted you to help me.”

“I’m helping. I’m here.” He says softly,”Let’s get this shit done so we can grub down.” He says amusingly, trying to get a smile out of you,”Me amas o no?”

“Obviously.” You mumble,”Hate that I love you.”

“Yo también te quiero, mi gordita.” Oscar smiles as he focuses on the potatoes, causing you to smirk and shake your head as you move on the another piece of chicken,”So are you gonna tell me what’s up with you today?”

“Woke up on the wrong side of the bed I guess.” You huff,”Thanks for putting up with me, I still have a bit of annoyingness left in me though.”

“Oh I know you do...but it’s okay. Don’t forget that I’m the only one that’s ever gonna put up with your ass.” He laughs, the two of you working together through out the kitchen until everything is done. Cesar re-emerging from his room so you three could all eat together.

~

5:03 pm

“Mi niña hermosa.” Oscar says softly as the two of you lay in bed, laying in his arms as he strokes your hair,”Tomorrow will be a better day.”

After lunch you all tried to watch a movie, but you just couldn’t seem to get into it. Wanting to do anything but that...but nothing at all either. Oscar noticed you growing fidgety about half way in and decided to bring you to the bedroom to lay down, trying to console your moodiness away.

“Promise?”

“Promise.” He says seriously,”Do you want to get up? Or stay here a little longer?”

“A little longer please.” You answer, burying your face in his chest and inhaling his scent,”Could we go to the pool tomorrow?”

“Anything you want mamas.”

“I want that, I want to go with you.”

“Then we’ll do that.”

“Can we take a little nap?” You ask him a few minutes later, already falling asleep as your eyes close.

“Shh, sleep mami.” He says, placing a kiss to the top of your head. Letting his eyes close as well.

~

7:11 pm

You’re startled awake by music playing from outside on the front yard, you slowly sit up and stretch. The spot next to you empty as you look around the room. You get up and slide your sandals on before exiting the comfort of your room, a bit upset that you woke up alone.

“You left?” You ask Oscar as you come outside, the yard filled with Santo members. Your boyfriend and his best friend on the raggedy old couch.

“I’m sorry, I woke up like ten minutes after I fell asleep.” Oscar says as he pats his leg for you to sit, which you accepted.

“It’s fine...Didn’t know they were going to be here.”

“What you’re not happy to see me Y/N?” Sad Eyez asks as from the other end of the couch.

“To be honest, no.” You reply smugly

“Ouch.” He laughs, Oscar chuckling in your ear.

“Y/N isn’t feeling good today, or not the two of you would have been gossiping it up by now like a pair of hynas in high school.”

“No doubt.” Sad Eyez laughs, the two of you always clicking up at any get together.

You force a smile and look around at the yard, wishing that nobody was here and that you could be alone with Oscar,”Can we go inside?” You whisper into his ear.

“Why mamas?”

“I just don’t want to be out here, I just want to be with you. Um, if you don’t want to it’s fine.” You tell him as you slide off of him and stand up,”I’ll be inside, you stay out here with your friends. It’s okay.” You tell him with a half smile, excusing yourself before heading back in and trying to find something to occupy your time with.

~

10:23 pm

“Can I join you?” Oscar asks as he enters the bathroom to find you sitting in the tub with soapy bubbles all around you.

“What about your friends?”

“They all left, now I can spend some time with you.”

“Oh, now.” You say as you gather some suds in your hands and blow them off

“Come on Y/N, I couldn’t exactly tell them to leave after just getting here.”

“Oh.” You repeat

“I’m getting in.” Oscar says with a eye roll as he starts to undress.

“Oh.”

Oscar doesn’t reply, keeping his comments to himself as he steps in behind you,”Scoot up.” He demands, sighing when you don’t move and wedging himself between you and the tub,”So mean to me mami.”

“You’re mean to me, you left me for your homies.” You retort quickly, leaning back against his chest.

“I was just outside...nah you’re right. I’m sorry, I knew you were having a shitty day and I chose to stay with them. I shouldn’t have done that to you mami.”

“I mean I did tell you to stay outside.” You shrug,”but still.”

“Yeah but I know you, and I should have known that you saying that meant to do the opposite.” He chuckles, his arms wrapping around your from underneath the water,”Me perdonas?”

“I guess.” You smile as you feel him press soft kisses to the side of your neck, a small laugh escaping afterwards. Never being able to be upset with him for too long since he was able to sweet talk his way out of things,”I hate you.” You say as your hand reaches up to cradle the back of his head so his lips can still work on your neck.

“No you don’t.” He smirks

“You’re right.” You say, a small moan following after as Oscar nips at you’re sweet spot,”I love you too much.”

“Hm, not as much as me.” He says as his hands wander lower. The two of you making the time fly by faster than it has all day.

~

11:55 pm

“Are you tired muñeca?” Oscar asks as the two of you once again lay in bed, the room pitch black as you hold each other.

“Hm, how could I not be after all that?” You giggle, the bath time running a bit over schedule. Oscar bringing your body to a wonderful high more than once.

“Had to make up for my actions.” He chuckles,”How did I do?”

“Oh you did more than make up for it.” You smile,”I forgave you after the third time.”

“And you still let me continue after that?”

“I mean you weren’t complaining and I sure wasn’t.”

“Yeah but my hand was cramping up and shit, and I got lock jaw after.” He laughs

“Alright I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.” You offer,”After you give me an amazing day at the pool that is.”

“Deal...aye look at the time mamas. It’s a new day.”

“It is.” You smile as you read the bright red numbers on the alarm clock that read 12:01 am,”Yay.” You croak softly, your voice growing tired.

“Fresh start tomorrow, no worries. Buenos sueños mi amor.” His words being the last thing you heard before you fall asleep. All your emotions from today being slept away for a better tomorrow.

[mylittlespaceforwriting]

28 with caregiver virgil and smol remus (please and thank youuuuu)

28:  Person A thinks they lost their favorite stuffie, and freaks out because of it (whether they remain lost is up to you).

AN// Thank you for sending this in! Also, just a note to everyone reblogging/reading these, thank you all so much! My lil heart can’t take all of your kind words and I just :’)

“No Baths!”

Warnings: None. Just a lost stuffie :(

“Vee! Vee-Vee!” Remus wailed as tears cascaded down his cheeks, the little Creativity distraught.

Virgil ran into the room and knelt down, cradling Remus in his arms as best he could. “What’s wrong? What is it, little monster?”

Remus continued to sob. Virgil gently rocked him and shushed him, rubbing his back until the tears subsided to small hiccups. “What is it, little bug? What’s wrong?” “Oscar!” Remus began to hiccup more, fresh tears welling up in his eyes.

"Shh, it’s alright, breathe for me, little one.” Virgil inhaled deeply as a demonstration, waiting for Remus to follow suit. They continued like that for a few minutes until the hiccups faded.

“Alright, now what’s wrong with Oscar?” “I...I can’t f-find h-im.” Remus’s lip quivered, threatening to bubble over with sobs again, until Virgil brought him into his chest. The little clutched onto his shirt instinctively, burying his face into his caregiver’s shoulder. 

“Ree, do you remember how you have to take baths?” Remus scrunched his face up into a frown, but nodded. “Well, Oscar needed a bath. I put him in when you took your nap earlier. He should be almost done soon.”

Remus pulled back, eyes wide. “Oscar okay?” Virgil nodded. “Oscar’s okay. He just needed cleaned.”

Remus stood and waddled off to the laundry room as fast as he could, Virgil following close behind. Lo and behold, the dryer stopped just as they arrived.

“Here we are,” Virgil opened the door and pulled out a large, green, fuzzy octopus plushie. “There you are, little Duke. A soft, warm Oscar the Octopus.”

Remus laughed and pulled the plush into his arms, clutching it close to himself and whispering to it, “I’ll never let you go ever ‘gain, Oscar. No more baths.”

Virgil ruffled Remus’s hair, “I’m sorry I scared you, Ree. I thought he’d be all clean before you woke up.”

Remus hugged Virgil. “Is ‘kay. Got Mr. Oscar now.”

Remus toddled off to go and bother his regressed twin. But just as he was leaving, “Vee-Vee! Oscar says he doesn’ like baths either!” “Huh, that’s strange. He certainly seems to like being warm and fuzzy.” “...Yeah. But no baths!”

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Rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you would like to get to know better!

tagged by @peachylesbo – thanks so much faith! ♡

Name - sami

Nickname - i don’t really have one!! my best friend irl calls me “smai” (pronounced sss-myyyyy) but that’s really it. i get “sam” sometimes and it makes me skin crawl haha (´-﹏-`；) (unless its my sibling!) but i’d really love to have one. they’re so cute and i’ve never had one (′︿‵｡)

Zodiac Sign - sagittarius

Height - 5'10"

Orientation - queer! i don’t try to define it further than that since nothng else has ever felt as comfortable/accurate (｡´•﹏•`｡)

Ethnicity - white bread haha. though in doing my family’s genaeology last summer i found we’re direct descendants of (quite a few of) the clan chiefs from my family’s scottish clan! so… fancy white bread??? ahhaha (∗´꒳`) 

Favorite Fruit - apples!

Favorite Season - autumn

Favorite Book - edible woman by margaret atwood, but since i just answered this question the other day, i also really enjoyed reading the picture of dorian grey by oscar wilde

Favorite Scent - earthy smells like fresh rain on the ground, or the smell of the air just before it snows! also, “"masculine”“ cologne smells tbh, i find them really quite comforting!

Favorite Color - burgundy (like red wine sorta colour)

Favorite Animal - besides cats, birds and deer are the only animals that don’t kinda freak me out!! (｡･･｡)

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate - coffeeee ♡ ♡ hahah anyone on my snapchat will know that by now

Average sleep hours - 3-4.5 hours shh i know that this is super bad!  (.･﹏･.)

Cat or Dog Person - sometimes my cat will come to nap with me and i cry because i feel blessed (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.；) so you can gues from that info

Favorite Fictional Character - picking from my fave characters at the moment feels like a death trap since it’s all just y.oi boys so kagura from inuyasha is always gonna be my first love (´• ∀ •｀) ♡?? that’s how im getting out of picking between my y.oi sons- 

Number of Blankets you Sleep With - 2 and a flat sheet!

Dream Trip - i’d really love to road trip some of canada with my friends (and see the territories tbh!!)

Blog Created - december 2012 (. ❛ ᴗ ❛. ”) it’s been so long!!!!

Number of Followers - 2825 ♡ ! 

i can’t possibly tag 20 people without screaming so!!! im going to just tag some mutuals and friends hahaha but anyone ofc is free to do this too! and if i tag you don’t feel obligated to do it if you don’t want to!!! 

@ghostmoonchild @nightofviolet @fandoms-took-my-soul @otayurimess @selenityshiroi @starry-climes @spainsasscheeks @laneboyheathens @phaytesworld @dalishisforme @yuuriandviktorr @ritathedragon

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What part of their morning routine do they spend the most time on?

oscar-brushing his teeth probably, he might not like his sharp teeth bcuz he worries it scares ppl (that he doesnt want to scare) but he takes great pride in having a clean mouth and sparkly white teeth for all those daily smooches he seeks out(he 100% carries those little throw away toothbrushes with him if he thinks he needs to freshen up).sal- getting clean(sure, they showered and everything before bed, but it never hurts to have another quick rinse(and soap) off! and lotion, brushing teeth, makeup(yes, sal does wear makeup! they use it on their neck ‘tattoo’ to make it look less ecto-fleshy, if that makes sense.) id also saying picking clothes out, but they most likely picked what to wear the night before to spare time. (though i wouldnt put it past them to change their mind)arzu-picking what to wear(i know i mostly draw them in the same thing but thats just my lazy art skills, not what she dresses like 24/7)ozzi- if they actualy woke up in the mornings, itd be making breakfast, which would most likely be some weird combination bcuz who can stand eating the same thing everyday? not them, thats for sure.ph- routine? bitch please(i know theyre dead, but i can answer in past tense shh)

puppet- they probably have gotten used to the new ‘schedule’ of living with tony and prob wake up before, or right after him(i have no idea what tonys sleeping habits are) so they either wake him up like a fuckin cat by sitting on his chest and patting his face and then follow him around while he prob gets ready for work and copies what he does(like brushing teeth at the same time, getting dressed at the same time, ect) however puppet is a wild card and theres prob many mornings of who the fuck knows what, one example would be puppet waking up before tony and trying to cook breakfast for him.then when tony leaves for work they sit at the door and wait for him either all day or they go play with something in their room/take a nap/get into something they shouldnt.SO, in short, i have no idea what would take the longest in their morning routine bcuz they prob just follow tony around and copy him.

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Coming together on the iconic 'Roseanne' couch: Part 6 Video

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Coming together on the iconic 'Roseanne' couch: Part 6 Video

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Ah, the Afghan on the couch. You know you had one. But it wouldn’t have been “Roseanne” without it. Get off the couch. Honny, get off the couch. Shh. I believe the Afghan just showed up on the set. Who knew that it would become iconic, you know? This is the show. This thing right here. What is it with you? All you do is lay here on the couch staring at that stupid TV. We wanted an Afghan like my grandmother used to make. Come on, Dan, we’re missing a chance to give this family a dose of culture. She’d whip them up in about two hours. She was so good at it. Everybody’s house in the midwest had one of those, so, it was like, part of having some realism in the show. You look great, mom. Well, thank you. We’ve all taken naps on that couch. People have used that Afghan to sleep in. Writers were rewriting stuff. You don’t even know what cop material is. Somebody swipe it. They always gave me that when I say, I’d like to have that Afghan. Oh, it’s in the smithsonian. That’s what they tell me. We spent a lot of time jumping over it and the set really, for us, feels like home. Roseanne, my dear, thanks for the memories. You can catch a first look at the new “Rose Anne” during this year’s oscars. And the brand new series starts March 27th right here on ABC. I’m joy bail hair. Thanks for watching. And I’ll see you tomorrow on “The view.” Good night.

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How's your day been? If you are up to it, could you do something cute with Daniel, little oscar, and little lando? Maybe with wintery themes? Maybe cuddled up under a blanket watching a film, and one or both (lando and/or oscar) of them falls asleep?

it’s been alright, thanks for asking <3

It comes together easy enough. Lando’s getting better with asking for things, wants to have a day with Daniel before he flies off to a 10 hour difference timezone for a big chunk of the winter break.

Oscar’s added with no fuss, that way they can fly home to Australia together.

“Share, please. Lando.” Daniel says when the bag of animal crackers is snatched up immediately. It’s the ones with the chocolate bottom so Daniel can’t really blame him, but still.

“I am.” Lando huffs, sticking his hand in the bag and hold out exactly two. Oscar, bless him, takes them and even says thank you and Lando’s about to settle down with the rest of the bag but Daniel snatches it from him.

“Mine!” Lando screeches, much like those birds from Finding Nemo. “Danny, nooo!”

“If you can’t share fair, then I’ll share for you.” Daniel says simply and sticks his hand in the bag to scoop some more out for Oscar.

“That’s ok-” Oscar starts to say, already pressing himself further into the couch but Daniel holds his hand out.

“Nu uh, take them Bud. You only take two? Lando only gets two.”

“Take more!” Lando screeches again, and Daniel has to bite back his smirk.

Obediently, Oscar cups both of his hands together and lets Daniel dump the snacks into them.

The rest of their afternoon goes surprisingly smooth, Lando’s bribed into taking a nap and Oscar, the angel, agrees to lay down too to appease his teammate. He does come back down 15 minutes later, cheeks flushed and socked feet scuffing into the carpet with a “Lando’s asleep, I’m not tired.”

Daniel doesn’t push it, he’s not entirely sure Oscar regresses, sometimes he just floats somewhere in between, otherwise it’s clear he does. It’s okay for Oscar to still be figuring that out.

When Lando wakes up they decide to make Christmas cards, they’re all dipping their hands in paint to make little Santa hats and trees that Daniel takes a sharpie to after they’ve dried to write names and add a string of lights.

Daniel orders take out for dinner, and because they’ve been very good they get to eat it on the couch with a movie.

Oscar’s still in the “somewhere in between” when they sit down, Daniel can tell from the way he looks a little bit like an awkward teenager, trying very hard to not let their legs touch. Lando’s oblivious to it, leaning over Daniel to get to Oscar and actually get his opinion on what to watch. That gets Oscar to relax a little, and slowly their legs touch.

Daniel’s still surprised when, when they’ve added a blanket and Lando’s pressed himself up into Daniel’s side that Oscar’s head starts slowly falling to his shoulder, until it rests there.

Daniel peeks over and sees Oscar’s fallen asleep, his hair falling into his face, almost covering his eyes. There’s soft little breaths that leave him and when Daniel moves his free hand to brush the hair out of his face it scrunches together adorable, lips pressed together in a pout.

Daniel cannot help the coo that leaves him, getting Lando’s attention who’s now also looking over.

“He’s asleep?” He states, more than asks.

“Yea, so we gotta be quiet.” Daniel says, voice hushed, the arm that’s around Lando squeezing his shoulder.

“That’s what you get when you don’t nap.” Lando says matter of factly, face serious, shoulders shrugging.

Daniel snorts. “Please, says you.”

“I napped!” Lando says, eyebrows furrowing together and Daniel quickly soothes him with a chuckle.

“Shh. You did, you did buddy. I’m very proud of you.”

It settles Lando back into Daniel’s chest for a moment before he moves again, leaning over to press a kiss to Oscar’s forehead.

“Na night.” He whispers, then turns to Daniel again. “Do you think he wants my Yoda?”

Daniel’s face fills with a smile. “No, I think he’s got all the cuddles he needs.”

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If I ask real nicely because I'm having an awful start to the new year, could you please write something about Oscar being upset and getting cuddled with a caregiver or with little lando just trying his best to cheer up little bro. 👉🏻👈🏻

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yay a new emoji anon! ok so like i debated waiting w answering this bc i still want to write/finish/post that Lewis/Lando+Oscar chapter so i debated holding out and then answering it with that but like i’ll give you some crumbs.

Surprisingly, it’s Oscar whose lip quiver has turned into a subdued sob, hands balling into fists to rub at his eyes that are leaking tears, his shoulders now shaking with heavier sobs.

And no, Lewis cannot let that continue, all textbook procedures he wanted to follow on no sudden movements out the window when instinct tells him hold. Hold this little curled up brunette who is crying his little heart out.

“Hey, no. Oscar, shh.” Lewis rushes, pulling the chair back that Oscar was sat on and making quick work of pulling him up and sitting down himself, cradling the younger into his chest. “You’re okay, shh, poppet.”

Lewis resists a groan, two hours in and he’s already managed to make Oscar cry, and he really does not want to have to ring Daniel this early on in the day. And then there’s Lando, who’s watching the scene with wide wet eyes, bottom lip worrying in between his teeth, knowing full well he’s in trouble.

“Lando,” Lewis says, gentler this time, trying to soothe Oscar who’s still crying into his chest, shoulders stiff. “Come e’re.”

Lando’s got his signature pout on as he shuffles his way over, eyes downcast. “Sit down.” Lewis moves one of his arms off of Oscar and pulls the chair next to him out. “I want you to sit and think a bit about what’s happened just now, okay?”

“Okay,” Lando says, quietly. Folding his hands in his lap with a soft little sigh as he fiddles with his fingers, blinking back his own tears.

Lewis turns his attention back to Oscar, who’s still tense and upset and tries his best to calm him down. He’s not entirely sure what will work, their dynamic too new but he’s figured out the soothing circles onto Oscar’s back at least get the tension out of his shoulders, his crying quieter too.

“Lew?” Lando quietly speaks next to him, barely making eye contact. “Can I get him something?”

Lewis turns, eyeing the younger to see if he actually wants to get Oscar something that might help or is just trying to get out of whatever make shift time out this is.

“What do you want to get him, darling?”

“Giraffe.” Lando mumbles, and against his chest Oscar shifts at the mention.

Lewis looks down. “Oscar, sweetheart, do you want Lando to get your giraffe?” He regrets it as soon as he asks, worried he might have another George on his hands who might deny himself the comfort despite needing it but luckily, Oscar nods.

“Alright,” Lewis says, rewards him with a kiss to his forehead before turning back to Lando. “Go grab it, straight back here, okay buddy?”

“Okay,” Lando says and darts off.

- - something something tbw- -

Oscar’s a cuddler, Lewis finds out when he tries to extract him from his chest and into the soft pillows of the guest bed. It earns him a disgruntled whine, a stark contrast to what a peacefully asleep Oscar looks like. Luckily, Oscar settles with his plush, tugged in tight and the weight of Lando right beside him.

“Lew,” Lando whispers as Lewis is tucking him in, relishing in the soft touches Lewis pats along his face, brushing his hair off his forehead.

“Yes, poppet?”

“If- if I wake up first from my nap, then. Even then I’ll stay with Oscar so he isn’t alone, okay?”

Lewis coos, just a little, that’s a big thing for Lando, he doesn’t stay in bed for just anyone. “Okay.” Lewis says, pressing a big kiss to Lando’s cheek. “That’s so nice, sweetheart. You’re a good boy.”

Lando nods a bit, soft flush dusting his cheeks before he turns to get comfortable, squeezing himself alongside Oscar.

“Sleep well.” Lewis breathes, giving them both another kiss before he’s flicking of the lights.

[youllneverknowrac]

Oscar Diaz-Sick

When people think of your boyfriend, they usually think of him as a scary, tough bad ass. Which he is, he didn’t get the nickname Spooky for no reason. However when he was sick, he turned into a whole other person. He became whiny, needy, and to top it off clingy. He wanted you to cater to his every need, be at his every call, and do whatever he wanted with no questions asked.

“I can’t do anything mami, you have to do it for me.” Those being his exact words from earlier, which is why you were now standing at the stove making him some chicken soup,”Y/N! Mamas, come here!” You hear him call from the bedroom.

“Coming.” You call out through gritted teeth, turning the stove off and wiping your hands on your jeans before heading his way,”Yes?” You ask him from the door way.

“I dropped the remote, I can’t reach it.” He pouts

“Seriously Ozzy? I just picked it up not even a hour ago.” You groan as you walk over to his side of the bed,”Where’d it go?”

“Behind the headboard somewhere.” He informs you.

“Let me see if I can get it.” You sigh as you crouch down and reach your arm under the bed,”I can’t find it.” You strain before crawling down underneath the bed.

“Do you see it?” He coughs, the bed moving as Oscar rolls around

“Almost got it.” You say as your fingers graze it,”Aha, yes!” You smile, wiggling yourself out moments later,”Don’t drop it again.” You plead as you toss it next to him, Oscar now sitting up with the blanket draped over his head.

“I didn’t do it on purpose.” He grumbles,”I’m sick, you’re suppose to be nice to me.”

“Yeah, sick not handicapped.” You laugh as you gather your hair up into a pony tail, shaking your head at his demeanor,”Do you want your soup now or later?” You ask him, already knowing that you would do whatever he asked when he was like this.

“Now please.”

“I’ll be right back then.”

“I’ll be here, hopefully dead and out of my misery.”

“Oh my god, papi stop.” You laugh as you walk out of the room and back to the kitchen. You grab a bowl from the cabinet and fill it up, popping a spoon in it before getting him a gatorade as well.

“Blue?” Oscar asks in disgust as he sees you walk back into the room.

“You drank all the red ones already, so shut up and drink it.”

“Mami I don’t want fucking blue.” He complains as you hand him the bowl.

“Oscar you haven’t even tried it in years, maybe you like it now.” You groan as you set it down on the end table,”It’s either that or water.”

“Fine, I’ll try it.”

“Good, cause we’re out of water bottles too.” You smirk as you sit down next to him, careful not to move the bed too much since he held the hot dish in his hands.

“Why we ain’t got shit?” Oscar asks after a spoonful of soup

“Because I have a giant child to take care of that won’t let me leave him alone for more than five minutes.”

“Fuck it, we’ll send Cesar to the store.” He says, not denying any of your words.

“We could.” You shrug as your eyes focus on the tv, Oscar watching a black and white gangster movie,”This is so old.” You comment,”Can we change it?”

“Es bueno, sigue mirando.” He tells you, scooting back so he was pressed to your side as he ate,”Thanks for the soup mamas, I think it’s the only thing I’m gonna be able to keep down.”

“I’m sorry you feel bad.” You tell him with a sad smile,”but I told you to start taking your vitamins and to wear socks since we don’t have carpet.”

“You sound like a mother.” He chuckles

“Mhm I might as well be yours.” You reply amusingly, letting Oscar eat up in peace after, the two of you watching the movie.

“I can’t eat no more.” He groans, leaning over to replace the bowl with the Gatorade,”It’s aight.” He tells you after taking a sip,”I’d prefer red though.”

“Shh, just drink it.” You say as you watch him tighten the lid again before he lays down and rest his head in your lap to look up at you.

“I can’t breathe.” He sniffles

“If you’re talking, you’re breathing.” You tell him smugly as you scratch his shaved head.

“You know what I mean.” He croaks as he lets his eyes close

“I’m just messing with you...you still have another hour before you have to take your medicine if you want to take a nap. I’ll be right here the whole time.”

“I should, me siento cansado.” He yawns

“Go to sleep then papi.” You encourage softly, leaning down to press your lips to his hot forehead, your other hand coming up to rest on his cheek as your thumb strokes over his teardrop tattoo.

“I’d be a dead man with out you.” He smiles lazily, blindly reaching for the blanket and pulling it over him.

“True.” You giggle, staring down at your ‘scary’ boyfriend as he slowly drifts off to sleep. Thinking about how lucky you were that you were the only one able to experience this side of him.