juliodiazwife

[juliodiazwife]

Soooo Anxious

Oscar Diaz x Reader

It's been a really hot day the degree keeps increasing definitely because of climate change, those damn uncaring did this if only they cared more about the earth.

Good thing you are nice enough to make a Popsicles and snacks for everyone outside since they nag oscar to hang out and fix Oscar's car.

"God why is it so hot outside, I think I'm about to evaporate." Jamal squealed as he roughly swing the fan around, "Boy if you don't shut your mouth I wi-" Oscar was cutted off when you slam the door with you foot as you carry a tray of foods with both of your hands.

"Oh cesar you didn't told me you will be having your friends over." You said luckily you have more popsicles inside as you didn't include Jamal and the others on the list, "I didn't even know, they just passed by." Cesar stated receiving a smack from monse.

"Who's that?? She's so hot.." Jamal whispered as he scooted over to cesar as he eye you up and down, "I know right." Ruby popped out out of nowhere they arrived with him here but they just forgot him.

"If I were you I will not even say that." Cesar said as he catch a glimpse of his brother giving a side eye on Jamal and Ruby. He for sure knew what they said.

"Monse, Jasmine, dear I'm so happy you guys are here." you happily squealed as you walk near cesar to do a beso with monse and jasmine. Monse is like a little sister for you, you are the first person she run to everytime she has this girl problems, same goes jasmine. You are just old to be their sister, a sister that will have a girls night with them.

As for jamal and ruby they were quietly waiting for you to approach them and also do a beso on them but instead you just shook their hands, even though they are still grateful.

"Good thing i made more popsicles, wait.." As you started walking again inside as the two horny boys watch you walk with agape mouth, looking at your clothing which really fit your body. It will for sure make every man's hungry eyes full.

"Oy cesar, what this little friends of your staring for." Oscar said standing up from sitting on the small chair he own to use everytime he fix his wheels. "What who's staring, hey monse stop staring it's bad." jamal said nervously slapping over monse's arms earning a slap back from her.

"Been telling them that." cesar just shrugged walking to get a popsicle since heat have been bothering him since this morning, "You little putas better stop eye fucking my girl before i pull them out." oscar threatened as he started washing his hands so he can eat.

"Stop acting like a bitch in heat now oscar." You scolded as you handed out the popsicles on everyone, "Come on ma I'm just saying." oscar sighed in defeat.

Cesar still can't believe on how you can scold over oscar, he knows scolding on him is not a thing he would even tolerate. But look at you, you just make everything so peaceful by shutting oscar up.

"Here baby sit infront of the fan, it's been really smoking hot lately." Oscar offered quickly as he plugged the electric fan that jamal didn't even know it's there until oscar plugged it, "Thank you darling." You thanked as you touch his bicep after sitting on the chair.

"God she sound so hot, i wish she would call me that." ruby murmured as they sat comfortably infront of them watching oscar reach for a chair from God knows where and sat beside you.

"I swear this kids better stop looking at your boobs" oscar murmured as he stared back at jamal and ruby who was to focused on you, to shut oscar up from saying something about violent stuff you started feeding him with fries you made because you were craving.

"You made this? It's really good." jasmine asked as she almost choked from swallowing it all the way without even chewing it, good thing monse has a heavy hands to slap Jasmine's back.

"Yes i did, thank you.." You said it made you a bit shy but you love it when someone praises your cooking skills, "Do you want a drink monse? I heard the temperature will get higher later, you need to be hydrated." Cesar asked as he placed a hand on monse's shoulder.

"Yes please." Monse said as cesar quickly stood up to get a drink on the kitchen, "Get my queen some too" oscar commanded as you smack his face.

"You're being too cringe you know."

"Come on, i cannot care for my girl now?"

"Do you want me to tie your hair up?" Oscar asked again but this time more sincere than his sarcadm earlier, "Yes please baby, thank you." You said as your back faced oscar to tie your hair up.

It took a long time for oscar to learn on how to tie your hair so everytime it's getting hot you wouldn't even need to do an effort to tie your hair, plus oscar always carry two of your hair ties on his wrist just in case you forgot one.

After tying your hair up he kissed you shoulder like a light weight of feather which made both of you giggled like a high school teenagers as you face him, oscar used to be a not so affectionate significant others. But by the time being on a relationship with you he learned that it's very important to do, it's his favorite language of love.

He loves to touch you feel you in his hands, to hug you on a cold night, to hold you when you feel sad, to hold you and make you know that nothing can really change his love for you.

Another thing is he used his confidence to compliment you every second, to assure you, to tell you how much he loves you how much you meant to him.

"God I've never been more jealous in my life.." ruby murmured as he sadly munch on his burger.

[juliodiazwife]

marriage headcanons || oscar diaz

alright so i’m posting this from my phone bc rn i don’t have wifi and my laptop is so slow on hotspot. i’ll come back and fix the format when i can! also i started writing this before season 3 came out and i just finished it rn. it’s not my favorite but i wanted to get some cute content out after that ending😅 this does get slightly NSFW towards the end, nothing crazy but proceed with caution lmao

listen to todo cambio by camila to set the mood🥺

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Marrying Oscar Diaz would include...

- I feel like ruby would definitely try and be part of the planning process. He’d have a whole ass binder full of ideas for cakes, dresses, colors schemes, etc etc.

- He’d go with you when you look for a wedding dress and give his honest opinion on each dress.

- “Mm, I like it, but I don’t like it on you. It’s not your style.”

- “Okay, I like the lace, I’m not liking the long train though.”

- he’d be more of a bridezilla than you

- but you’d appreciate it and find it rather endearing

- he’d just want you to look and feel beautiful on your wedding day and you’d love him for that

- It’d go on like that for quite some time before you finally say yes to the dress

- Monse would be one of your bridesmaids.

- There’d be an age difference between you two, her being a teenager and you being a grown woman lmao, but you two would’ve gotten close since you’re both dating brothers.

- She’d almost look at you like a mother figure, or an older sister

- She’d come to you whenever she’d have problems with Cesar, she’d ask how you deal with being with Oscar, someone who lives such a dangerous life everyday.

- “I knew what I was getting into when I started talking to him. In no way did I think that our lives would be a fairytale. It’s been far from that. We fight. We argue. I fucking hate him sometimes. But, more than anything I love him. He’s my best friend. You and Cesar are young, you still have so much to learn, to go through - when I’m with Oscar, I feel the safest. I feel like nothing can touch me, because he doesn’t let that happen.”

- So, you feel that it’s only right that she’s one of your bridesmaids.

- Cesar is Oscar’s best man.

- No matter what they’ve gone through, they’re still brothers and they love each other.

- I’m torn though

- I can imagine you and Oscar having a church wedding

- bUT

- A BEACH WEDDING

- I feel like it would be Oscar’s idea to have a beach wedding - the beach would hold lots of meaning and significance to you and your relationship

- It’s where you went on your first date

- Where he proposed

- Where you’d go to get away from all the bullshit in Freeridge

- It’s a place where you could be alone together

- A nice beach wedding would be beautiful. special

- The weather would be nice - not too hot, not too cold. It’d be perfect

- You and Oscar would say your own vows

- “I’ve never really been good with words. Talking about my feelings, it’s something that I’m not used to. But with you, I want you to know how much I love you. The moment that I met, I think I already knew that you were the one that I wanted to marry, the woman that I want to be the mother of my children. You never turned your back on me. You set me straight, kept me sane. You protected Cesar when I couldn’t, you loved him and never looked at him like he was a burden. getting married, having a family of my own is something that I’ve always wanted, but something that I never thought would be possible. Who would want to be with someone like me? But then you came along and changed everything. It’s me and you, mamas. Me and you, forever. I love you. You were my girlfriend, my fiancé, and now I finally get to call you my wife. Mi esposa.”

- You’d be crying by the end of that lmao barely able to get through your own vows.

- “When we met, Oscar, when we first started going out - I’ll admit, I was actually kind of afraid. I knew what I was getting myself into but still, I still had some fear. Not of you, but of the life. Little did I know that my entire would was about to change for the better. We’ve been through a lot. So much. Too much. We’ve laughed and cried. Fought and argued. We’ve almost broken up a few times. But I’ve never felt more safer or more loved, than when I’m with you. When I’m with you, everything feels.. right. Like.. you’re my person. I can’t imagine myself marrying anyone else. Or starting a family with anyone else. You’re it. I love you. All of you. The good. The bad. Everything. I’m ready to be Mrs. Diaz. I’m ready to be your wife and spend forever with you.”

- Nothing, and I mean nothing, would top the fucking happiness you’d feel when you’re finally married, when Oscar finally gets to kiss you as your husband, you as his wife

- The reception would actually be at his house I feel. He and the other Santos would’ve cleaned out the backyard, made it look more spacious and clean, so you could decorate it to your liking

- It wouldn’t be too big, but it would still be a party

- Oscar would be fucking happy - he’d be smiling, laughing, drinking. He wouldn’t be his usual angry, tense self

- You two would have your first dance to Todo Cambio by Camila (that song is so cute listen to it while reading this y’all)

- “We’re finally married, bebe.” “I know. It’s fucking crazy. I’m not your girlfriend anymore. I’m your esposa.” And it’d finally hit you right then and there that you and Oscar were finally married. Husband and wife

- when you cut the cake, you’d both smush cake in each other’s faces bc you play too much lmao

- “you still got some on your mouth and cheek.” “wanna come closer and lick it off?”

- to which you’d promptly scoop some more frosting on your finger and get him in the nose

- “nah.”

- “damn, like that?”

- When you throw your bouquet, Jasmine would catch it. She’d about wrestle all the other women to catch it lmao

- You’d also have a dance with Cesar and it’d be super soft

- “I’m officially your sister now.” “You’ve always been like a sister to me. Like a mom, actually. I’m happy Oscar has you. He’s.. better. You’re good for him.” “I’ll always be here for you, too, Cesar. I love you, okay? Whatever you need, anytime, any day, I’m there.”

- okay so,,,

- the sex with you and oscar that night would so good

- i mean it’d always be good

- that man ain’t lacking in between the sheets lmao

- but the night of your wedding, when you’re finally alone

- SHIT WOULD GO DOWN

- it’d be hot and passionate. steamy and sexy. knowing you were his wife would get oscar all riled up. knowing it’d be you he’d get to wake up to for the rest of his life

- and i mean seeing you in your wedding dress would’ve done things to him lmao

- but being the one to get you out of it at the end of the night? y’all ain’t sleepin hunny

- all in all, your marriage with Oscar isn’t perfect, no marriage is, but you two are happy and in love and that’s what matters. Oscar has never been happier than with you by his side. As long as you have each other, your family, you’re good.

[juliodiazwife]

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..

Keep reading

[juliodiazwife]

So I have an Oscar request. So this is when Monse and Cesar were hooking up. Monse sees the reader leaving the house, and she thinks she is hooking up with Cesar. But the reader is actually dating Oscar.

Thank you

Author's note: AAHH I LOVE THIS!!

Tags: DRAMA, Profanity, Cesar couldn't get things out of his mouth.

"Oscar baby I'm gonna go get groceries, do you need anything?" You asked looking at the mirror as you apply your lippie pouting yours lips and making a pop sound to perfect the look as you admire your self in the mirror with your purse.

"Nahh.. Do you want me to come with you?" Oscar replied as he trailed at your back placing a hand on your waist also admiring you, everyone know that your hands are now wrapped on oscar.

They can see how he follows you around like a lost dog, "I can manage." You muttered as you turn around to face him after placing your purse on the table before wrapping your arms on the back of his neck.

"God amore, you are so gorgeous.." Oscar whispered cheekly before kissing your neck as his arms finds it's way to wrap around your waist, "Oh trust me I know."

You take your time giggling as you pressed a kiss on his cheeks after he pulled away from your neck, the shine and pigment from your lips transferred on his skin leaving a kiss mark that you know he will parade everywhere once he got out of the house. "Okay now I have to go, I'm gonna cook us dinner after I got home." You addressed as both of you pulled away from each other before kissing him one last time.

"Take care mi reina.." Oscar bid as you stepped out the house waving him a bye before completely leaving and driving away from the house.

Monse's heart raced after seeing the scene from behind the curtain of the house, all the enjoyment she has from earlier was all washed away after seeing the kissing figure. The girl stepped out of the house who looks nothing like monse and nothing like how she styles.

Cesar from inside the house saw monse's reaction from outside, he knew what she saw and what she is thinking right now. He gathered himself up before running out of the house, breathlessly looking at monse who is now at the step of the house.

"Who is she?.." Monse muttered looking cesar eye to eye gritting her teeth just to hold her tears from spilling, the hurt she is feeling right now is nothing compared on how hurt she is from watching a heartbreaking movie. "Monse you don't understa-"

"That you are fucking someone behind my back?" Monse cut Cesar's words with an angry tone as everything is too overwhelming for her as tears is starting to fall out of her eyes, "No monse. I would never do that to you.." Cesar's tone is filled with sadness which made his voice break after his heavy heart.

"Then who is she?!" her voice is starting to get higher as cesar is trying to calm her down to explain himself, as his brother's nosey ass decided it's nice thing to go look out what's happening.

"She's my brothers girlfriend. Believe me in this monse, I swear to the God in heaven I would never do something to hurt you." Cesar's voice is breaking again tears is starting to pull away from his eyes as he heard footsteps from behind him knowing it's brother he look to finally see an excuse on his face. "Look at this kiss mark, it's from her." he pointed sighing at the evidence.

"Oh my God.." Monse muttered covering her mouth from shock before wiping her tears away, just in time you drove back at the drive way stepping out of your car.

"Just right I forgot my purse.." You said as you walk near cesar and monse seeing her state from previous, "Oh darling what happened to you?" first thing that came into your mind as you place a hand on her shoulder. You might not know someone but you'll still care for them if they are at this state of their self.

"Come on let's get you inside.." You said as cesar and oscar stepped out the way as you guide monse to sit on the kitchen as you pulled a cold water from the refrigerator. "You're Cesar's girl right?" You asked entertaining her as she drank from the cup you gave her.

All monse did is nod, "What happened?" You asked her once again as cesar and oscar started approaching both of you, Cesar was the one to explain what happened to you because monse is not in the state of talking but she appreciate how kindhearted you are as guilt starting to eat her from doubting you as Cesar's other woman.

"Oh so you guys are a thing? That's why I keep seeing girls shirt on your room." You muttered as monse almost choke on the water. As for oscar he is sitting beside you just happy to be there while a kiss mark still plastered on his face.

"Don't worry baby, I washed your clothes.." You explained as you place a hand on her knees to comfort her, "Thank you so much. God i shouldn't have questioned cesar." Monse retorted as you gave her a smile to assure her.

"That's normal you know and tell me if oscar ever hurt you." You said pursing your lips as you stood up to get your purse because that's the main purpose why you are here right now, "It's getting late I wouldn't have time to cook. Let's just eat outside and monse eat with us later, I wanna know you more." You turned at her.

"Oh I don't have any shirt with me right now to change." Monse replied to you with a smile, "You have a shirt here darling, I put it on Oscar's shirts." You said to her patting her shoulders again as cesar is behind her keeping him by his side.

"I'm gonna help you get groceries.." Oscar said with decide tone in his words you just rolled your eyes cause you know you couldn't say no to him if he is starting to be like that, "Kids we are gonna left you for an hour.. And there's a condom on the drawer." You winked at monse who just look at the ground shying away as oscar laughed who hold your waist to escort you out side.

Cesar mirrored both of you with monse cause he doesn't wanna leave her behind but he wants to bid you guys goodbye, "Drive safe oscar." Cesar said chuckling same as oscar who sits on the driver's seat after opening a door for you. "Yeah kid cause you said so."

[juliodiazwife]

Piercings

Spooky x f!reader

Word count: 925

Warnings: Spooky being a cute daddy, talks of piercings, brief description of a child's ear being pierced, tears from both baby and dad (lol), fluff, Spooky gets a lil freaky at the end. (had to), allusions to smut. reader is not race-coded, reader speaks/understands Spanish

(not my gif. hes so fucking hot.)

“Spooky, baby, come on she’s six months. It’s easier to do it now, they say the pain won’t last as long.” You pouted at your husband. You’d been talking about piercings and earrings since you found out you were having a girl. Spooky hated it. Said you could just give her your moms old ass clip-ons and call it a day but you were not about to do your daughter like that. Plus you maaay have jumped the gun and bought lots of studs and little hoops for her.

Your husband scowled at you as he held the child in question in one hand and pushed the stroller with the other. “Pleeeease.” You begged. He huffed and rolled his eyes. “Fine,” He complied. “But I’m gonna be so pissed at you if something bad happens.” You rolled your eyes, you were sure she’d be fine. “She won’t even cry.”

“Have you seen her get a needle at the doctors? Yes she will.” He argued. But it was too late he already said yes and so you led them over to Claire’s. You browsed around until the piercer was done with her current client. Spooky smiled as his daughter’s tiny hands reached for the bow he was holding. “You already have too many bebita…. But what’s one more? Right?”

Spoiled.

While they were distracted you conversed with the piercer who assured you that the pain would be quick, she’d cry for a few seconds but she’d be completely fine after. “Yeah, try and tell my husband that. He might fight us both.” You joked. She laughed and shrugged. “All the dads are like that,” She leaned in to whisper. “Sometimes they cry more than the kids.”

Oh, you’d pay to see that.

“Just let me finish sanitizing every thing and I’ll get to you guys.”

“Alright, thanks.”

You wandered to find your little family, your daughter snug as a bug in her fathers big arms. You poked her side and she squirmed flashing you a toothless smile. “Are you ready, mi amor? We’re gonna make you look extra pretty.”

Spooky groaned. “Say Mommy I’ll always be pretty and that this idea is estúpido.” You flicked him on the back of his bald head."

"Stop teaching my child bad words."

He mocked you and flipped you off, you grabbed his finger, about to twist it off if you could but the piercer had called you guys over. You firmly planted your hand on his back and pushed him to the chair, he sat and glared at you. "Okay, so you'll sit her on your lap, one arm over her torso... like this..." She arranged his arm for him, "And hand... here." His large hand engulfing your child's head, she turned her small head to you and smiled again. "Are you ready?" You asked in your baby voice which always got her excited.

The piercer picked up her piercing gun, you cringed starting to remember what that felt like when you got your nose pierced so long ago. She gently picked up the small lobe of your daughter's ear and let it hang between the end of the earring that was jammed inside the white gun and the hole it would come through. You heard one quick click and your baby's smile turned into a frown, her tiny lip quivered and she blinked out a few tears. Her calm before the storm. Her head was turned away from you and the same thing happened, a fast click, and soon a wailing baby.

Your heart sank, maybe it was a bad idea. Your eyes met Spooky's, in them held sorrow for his baby and disdain towards you-- they were glossy and slowly reddening from his own incoming tears, he rested her head in his chest and bounced her up and down with a comforting pat on her back.

"Ohhh, mi bonita flor, I'm sorry. We're not talking to mommy anymore." He cooed kissing the top of her head. Your jaw dropped. "Oh, come oooon, Spooky."

No response. Just a look that could kill. You half-smiled. "I love you. Thank you."

He sucked his teeth and walked out of the store with your bawling baby.

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The silent treatment continued when you got home, even after your daughter calmed down and forgot the whole ordeal. You held her in your arms as she slept peacefully, milk drunk as usual. Her ruby earrings sparkled as they complimented her skin tone and face shape, you smiled drawing faint circles on her arm. You felt those warm brown eyes boring into the back of your skull.

"Still mad?" You mumbled turning toward him. "Yes." He huffed. You nodded your head at your baby. "Look how fucking cute she is. Just say I was right."

Spooky leaned over to get a better look at her, her small nose twitching in her sleep. He swooned resting his hand on her little leg. "Qué bonito. Ella es hermosa." (How cute. She is beautiful.)

"Exactly." You looked down at her. "Always knew we'd make some cute ass babies."

He delivered a soft kiss to your neck, his teeth nibbling at your skin and you could feel his smile against it. "Speaking of," He kissed the back of your ear. "When we gon' start trying for another."

You gasped as he pinched your thigh with his free hand. "Oscar Diaz!"

"I got my own milf walking around, you think I can control myself?" You playfully rolled and carefully eased off the couch so as not to wake your baby. "Let me put her in her crib."

"Yes!"

something quick cus i'm high asf and I've been seeing a lot of men crying when their daughters get their ears pierced and idk I just imagined spooky lmao couldn't think of a title but if yall come up with one and i like it I'll use it

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Peace and love see you in the next one✌🏾

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Scream

Spooky Diaz x f!reader

Word count: 821

Content Warning(s): 18+, smut out the ass, mask kinks, p in v, little bit of porn, little bit of plot, Spooky's big fucking arms, I picture spooky hella tatted, the reader is not race-coded, reader speaks and understands Spanish, no one is pulling out (I seriously have a problem), backshots anyone? mirror sex anyone?, I'm toasted rn so sorry for the mistakes, lmk if i missed any or if i forgot to tag you

A/N: if yall know me well enough, you know what kind of state of mind I'm in 🍃and I just thought I'd write a little quickie since Halloween is next week and I don't think I've ever written anything in regard to Halloween so here we are.

(not mine, got it off Pinterest. i could koala cuddle those arms fuuuuck)

It started off as a joke. You'd become influenced by the amount of Ghost face masks you'd seen on TikTok, girls buying their boyfriends the infamous Ghost face mask so that they could put it on and pretend to be the killer from the movie, a few even accessorized with a fake knife and the women always seemed to get off on the idea. It was weird to you, at first, but then you became curious about what he would look like with the mask on. Maybe you'd open up a new kink for yourself, or maybe not but it was worth a try. 

So you went to Spirit Halloween and travelled over to the mask section where only two of the Scream masks were hanging. It seemed like you weren't the only inquisitive one. You bought some other things to decorate the porch with and headed back home. You called out to your boyfriend saying you needed a favour. He sprints into the living room where he sees your hands behind your back and that smirk on your face, you were up to no good. 

You present him with the mask and he chuckles shaking his head. You tell him that you want to know what he'd look like in it, but you don't want to see him try it on in front of you, you want him to walk into the room like the videos you'd seen. You hand him the mask and trot upstairs and into your shared bedroom where you sit patiently on the bed. 

It took a few minutes but you'd finally heard the creaking of the stairs, your heart raced with anticipation and a familiar tingle in your fingers and toes. All over your body really. He emerges from the dark hallway into your dimly lit room and leans against the door frame. Your breath gets caught in your throat, and your thighs squeeze together. He had upped it a bit by removing his shirt and all he had on was a grey wifebeater and sweats to match. His arms were so big and his chest was so large, his broad shoulders adding to the attraction and his scattered tattoos were a bonus. 

You blink and before you know it those clothes, accompanied by your own, have been disregarded and scattered all over the floor. And somehow, here you were, face shoved into the mattress and back arched professionally. His enormous hands gripped your waist as he pulled you into his thrusts making you feel every inch, every vein that was prominent on his shaft. You whine, fingers gripping the sheets for dear life as he pounded you, the bed shaking and creaking to match his rhythm. 

"Look up, mi amor, this what you wanted right?" He mocked, you raise your head with the little bit of strength you had and looked up at the mirror across from the end of your bed, you bite your lip, the sight was something out of Twitter porn. The mask, his arms, the grip he had on your flesh, the way your ass recoils every time it collides with his pelvis-- Oh it was almost magical. "Fuck! That feels so fucking good." You whimper, your toes curl and you feel another orgasm approaching, only the gods in heaven knew what number this one was. You cried as you felt your hands, with a mind of their own, move from their position as you tried to crawl away from him, it was too much, the sheets were damn near soaked and sticky. 

Spooky caught on and pulled you back. "¿Adónde vas, cariño? Hm? Can't take it?"

You gasp as he draws you close to him, his strong arms hooked around your waist, your back pressed against his chest. "Oh, fuck, fuck,fuck!" Was all you could get out before your walls squeezed him, your head in the cloud and your vision completely fucked out. Your head falls back on his shoulder while he continues to slam into you, his own high slowly creeping over him. He takes off the mask and kisses your neck, licking and sucking enough to leave his mark. 

"You want me to come for you, bebita?" He grunts hotly in your ear, you moan and nod as an answer. Usually, he would tell you to use your words but considering your current sex-dazed state, he'd leave it alone for today. He buries his dick deep, his throbbing erection painting your walls making them extra sticky. You smile drunkenly when he affectionately nudges the back of your shoulder with his nose. "You always feel so fucking good, baby, I fucking swear." He praises, now kissing your skin. "Te amo." You manage to squeak out. 

He chuckles. "Te amo, mamita." 

He playfully smacks your ass before easing his way out of you, you fall on to the bed and sigh, completely and utterly satisfied. 

Thank god for TikTok trends.

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[juliodiazwife]

Three and Counting

husband/dad!Oscar x mom/wife!black!reader

Word count: 3.4k

Content warning: 18+, smut on your rooftop and down the chimney, domestic bliss, love and lust is everywhere, reader is pregnant again, pregnancy sex, no one is pulling out, creampies, backshots while pregnant, oral (f receiving), big dick Oscar, reader speaks/understands Spanish, Oscar talks you through it again, switching between names (Oscar/Spooky)

A/N: Though this was not the original, I'm still glad with how this turned out. not proof-read, sorry I'm too fried to do it lmao and again I've never been pregnant, don't know how well pregnancy sex works but I tried lol

not my gif. but spread my legs pls omg

"Mommy." A small whimper sounds below you in the middle of your pancake flipping process. It was 6:30 am and though you hated being up this early, you had to be. It was the first day back to school for your eldest son, Raphael, but it was your youngest daughter, Elliana's first day of kindergarten. Even though this was your second child you couldn't help but feel the sadness over your little girl growing up. It was bittersweet. You'd been home with Elliana for the majority of the first three years of her life, you bonded and were stuck to each other like glue. She's still sleeping in your bed most of the time no matter how much Spooky says you need to ween her off. But you just couldn't, that was your little girl. Your mini-me.

"Mi Amor? It's too early for you to be up." You yawn and rest your free hand on your rotund belly. Carrying baby number three was surprisingly draining. Your first two pregnancies were tiring, sure, but this one seemed to have you riddled with low energy.

"I know." She mutters fiddling with her fingers. "Is there something you'd like?"

Her little brown eyes, big and round just like your own, shift from side to side deciding in that little head of hers if she can admit her truth. You flip over another pancake before placing the spatula on the counter and you look down at your Elliana. You open your arms inviting her in, you hook your hand under her arms and say: "One... twooooo..."

"Threeee." She giggles as she jumps to assist you in picking her up. She sits on your hip and rests her head on your shoulder. "What would you like to talk about my sweet?"

She sighed. "I don't want to go to school. Can't I just stay with you and the baby?"

You smile softly. "I wish bebita, but you need school. School is good. Papi went to school and look, he owns a restaurant. Mama went to school and what does she do now?"

"Nurse."

"Exactamente." You say using the spatula to slide the cooked pancakes off to make room for new ones. "Plus you get to make awesome friends. I met your Tia Jasmine at school."

Elliana laughed. "Tia Jasmine está loca." You laughed along with her. "She is, she's always been like that. But that's why mommy loves her and chose her to be your tia. Entiendes?"

"Si... pero..." Her tiny shoulders sink with the weight of all these feelings. "Pero..." You encourage her to continue. "I had a dream one night, and... and I dreamt you and Papi left me at school. Everyone left, I was alone."

You gasp dramatically. "Ay, mi hija. We would never leave you there." You press a reassuring kiss to her temple. "We will always come back to get you, every single day. And I have good news, today... I won't make you stay the whole day. We will come to get you and Rafa early."

Her eyes light up. "Really?"

"Claro que si! Maybe we'll go to the toy store, who knows. But you must go to school first. Deal?"

She squeals with excitement and kisses your cheek. "Alright, sneak back upstairs before papito wakes up." You whisper carrying her toward the staircase and putting her down on the steps, she walks back upstairs and you stay at the bottom of the steps until you hear the door open and shut quietly.

— — Elliana's small fist holds your two fingers as you walk her up to the school entrance doors where her new teachers are waiting. "Good morning Mr. And Mrs. Diaz, how are you?"

"Good. How are you guys?"

"Summer could've been longer." One of them sigh and pout. "I bet."

Raphael says goodbye to you and his father before turning to his sister, he decides to wait for her so they can walk in together. Oscar gives her a little pep talk and a small kiss before she looks up at you. You squat down as best you can to be at eye level with her. "Okay Ellie Bellie, I want you to do your best today okay? It's fine if you feel a little sad today it's normal."

She nods and her little lip trembles. "I love you so much." Your voice cracks and you know you have to say bye now or you won't leave her. You kiss her head and stick out your pinky and she hooks it with hers. "Go be amazing, mamita."

"Te amo."

You smile softly. "Te amo."

Elliana holds onto her brother's hand and they both make their way inside the building, it takes everything in you to not rush in and save her but you have to let her go. Oscar helps you up and holds onto you until you reach the car, he aids you inside the passenger's seat before heading over to the driver's side. "You okay?"

You nod turning your head to the window, a small tear slips but you quickly wipe it away. "Cariño. She'll be fine."

"I know." You sob. "It's just my stupid hormones." You lie. "Let's just go, if we stay any longer I'll end up going in there."

Oscar slips his hand under yours scooping you up and kissing the back of your hand... your fingers... your wrist. You smile as he wipes your tears away, so glad to have a man who just took care of you in all ways possible. "You want something to eat?"

Your mouth twists with consideration, you did technically eat an hour ago... and you are growing another child so you need all the nutrients that you-

"I'll take that silence as a yes." He says starting the car, you rest your head on his shoulder. He knew you all too well.

— — You did everything you could. Laundry, cooking, sleeping. But somehow the time wouldn't speed up. You and Oscar agreed you'd get the kids around 2:15, but it was only 12:30. You groaned getting up from your lounging position on the couch, and you waddle over to the kitchen meeting a few dishes in the sink. Another distraction for you.

You turn on the water, grab a sponge spill some Dawn dish soap onto it and get to washing. You hum a song that's been stuck in your head for days, unable to get it out.

Oscar comes up from the basement with a basket of laundry that he insisted on folding so you wouldn't have to struggle up and down the stairs. He huffs and drops the basket onto the floor and closes the door behind him. He hears your lovely tunes and follows the sound of your voice.

Oscar pokes his head in the kitchen, your back turned and unaware of his presence behind you. You reach over for your phone in the mood for some music, you play Get Close by Ari Lennox (the same song you were humming) and place your phone back down. His eyes burn through your skimpy clothes. Nothing too serious in your opinion, just a pair of old shorts and a navy blue tank top that was folded under your heavy breasts to help with the sweat. You were hot, you were always hot and it didn't help that it was the end of summer. Your belly was out, in your terms often saying that the baby just needs some air. He smiles sincerely.

He locked special moments like this away and for himself, he was just in awe of you no matter if you were carrying his child or not. If you were fully clothed or ass naked, you had him craving you. He felt himself begin to twitch in his shorts the longer he stared, his eyes zooming in on the tattoo of his name right under your cheek and another one on the back of your right thigh. His hands began to tingle with the urge to touch you, it'd only been an hour but it felt like an eternity.

Oscar makes his way over to you, A small touch on your lower back sends shivers up your spine and it places a smile on your face as well. "You should be resting you know?"

"I know, I just... I'm ready to go get them."

He kisses your ear. "Couple more hours." He mumbled softly snaking his arms around you, his hands cupping the underside of your stomach. "This kid is extra heavy today. It's killing me." You complain leaning back on his for some support, to use someone else's weight than your own to hold you up. "You need a lift?"

Oscar would often come up behind you and gently raise your belly, holding all the weight for you so you could feel just a sweet minute of relief and what relief it was, you couldn't believe you were carrying around all of it.

"Please." You sigh drying your hands in a towel. He squeezes himself closer to you and locks his fingers on your lower stomach. "Ready?"

"Mhm."

He lifts and you instantly sulk and huff with ease. Your head falls back on his shoulder and you smile softly. "This feels so good." You practically moan out. You two stay like that for a moment and find yourselves swaying side to side to the slow sultry music, your eyes feel heavy and they close just for a second. Everything about this was sweet and romantic until you felt... something. Your eyes pop open and you cover your mouth to muffle the giggle bubbling in your throat.

"Um... Oscar..."

No response. "Oscar..."

Still nothing. You tap his arm. "Spooky!"

"Que?" He answers annoyed. You bit your lip. "Are you good?"

He nods. "Why?"

"You're hard, you are poking me on of my cheeks right now." You laugh. "Sorry... I can't... I can't help it."

You shake your head and tell him to put your belly back down, you groan when all that load is back to being your responsibility. He hides his erection with his hands suddenly feeling embarrassed the longer you look at him. "Upstairs." You order him and he looks at you perplexed at the fact that you were the one giving him directions. Your hips reel him in as you make your way to the staircase.

"Let's go, Diaz."

But you didn't have to tell him a third time, he followed right behind you as you two headed to the room. He doesn't even bother shutting the door, just grabs you and tugs you into his embrace, attaching his lip to yours. Your hands cascade over his oversized arms giving them a loving squeeze. His hand glides across the small of your back and over the ample flesh of your backside. He aggressively grabs a handful of your ass and you gasp against his lips. You giggle, blissed out and wrecked before anything has happened. 

He backs you up into the bed before he carefully pushes you down onto the mattress, you do your best to scoot further so he has room to join you. He hops on and finds his solace between your legs, caressing your smooth skin as he follows a pathway to your shorts, he drags them down and tosses them wherever too preoccupied with the treasure that is in front of him. His brown eyes practically glow when his eyes land on your heat, you clench around nothing but anticipation and want, the need for his mouth on you is obvious and you have no intention of hiding it when you stretch your legs out further for him. 

Oscar gets the message and runs one of his thick fingers down your slit and slowly plunging into your hole but you need more, and he knows, so he vanishes between your legs working his tongue through your lips and navigating its way to your clit which he finds in no time-- you weren't pregnant with your third for no reason, that man knew your body like he was studying for a quiz. He knew what you hated, knew what made you tick and explode like a bomb. 

Your eyes close, and your body surrenders to him instantly when he massages your clit the right way. He licks and sucks on your bud like he was trying to drain you, rid you of your energy. You hold your legs up and your nails dig into your skin making crescent shapes on the back of your meaty thighs. He continues to lap up your pussy juices, you clench around his finger that had yet to make its way deeper inside her. As if he read her mind he slips his middle finger back inside, when he pulls back once more he adds his ring finger and your eye twitches. 

"Mierda... fuck!" You whine at the extra sensation. You decide to let your legs rest on his shoulders, your hands now free to touch yourself. You rid yourself of your tank top and cup your breasts in each hand, you light massage them-- they weren't too sensitive today. Your mouth slacks open as he pumps you at a quicker pace. "Oooh!" You cry out. 

You sit up on your elbows and get a glimpse of his back muscles flexing along with the movements of his arm. You giggle hazily when he hits a certain area, your toes curl when he continuously presses against your spot, your head falls back and his name flows from your lips. You inch back but he has a good grip on you. You cry out and plead for him to let up but it's no use, his tongue dives inside your aching hole and you clench around the muscle. He moans at your taste and smacks your thigh with appreciation. You fall back onto the bed, eyes falling to the back of your head. 

He gives you one more lick before sitting up on his knees. He looks down at the panting state that you're currently in and takes the opportunity to dispose of his shorts and boxers, he's rock hard and can't wait any longer, his usual blush pink tip has become a cherry red shade. Oscar strokes himself while gliding his tip between your folds. "You think you'll be okay on all fours?" He asks and you nod. He helps you sit up and turn around, he grabs your pregnancy pillow and forms it in a way that you can rest your stomach inside and be a bit more comfortable. Once you are set you tell him you're ready. 

 Oscar grasps a handful of your cheeks with one hand while his cock lays in the other, he nudges your entrance once again and finally sinks himself inside--carefully. Your eyes flutter at the sensation, the feeling of him sliding against your sticky walls never gets old. He groans pulling back and pushing in once again. He bottoms out and fills you to capacity. You mutter something about him being so deep and feeling so full. He rocks his hips at a steady pace, he likes to make you feel everything. 

Every stroke. Every hit. Every rotation of his hips is torturous. Your cheek is pressed against the sheets and your body rocks with every thrust he gives you. You whimper and sink your teeth into your bottom lip to muffle any more noises but it's a failed attempt when he spanks you, your body reacts by tightening its grip on his girth. He ditches the slow strokes and picks up his pace. The sound of your wet pussy squelching with every hit was like music to his ears along with the constant mumbles of his name that left your lips. "Papito, no puedo soportalo...fuck." (I can't take it anymore.)

He leans over and kisses the back of your shoulder, his chiselled chest is pressed against your back. His teeth nibbled at your ear, and his grunting mixed with a bit of whining was the only thing you could hear. Sounds of skin-to-skin erupted through the room and snuck its way through the halls.

"You can take me querida, you always take me so fucking well." He whispers hotly in your ear, you cry out over his words of encouragement. He sneaks his hands under you and toys with your clit. "You're squeezing this fucking dick, mierda, and you're so wet oh it's soaking me." 

You can only croak out, "Oh, I'm cum-m-" before your body falls weak, goes limp, you convulse around his length and coat him nicely with your orgasm. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...ooooh Spookyyyy!" You drag out as you cream all over him, and he drags out your high continuing to pound into you like nobody's business-- as well as seeming to forget your current state. "I'm gonna cum in that fucking pussy, mama." 

He rocks into you once more and stays like that, you feel him throb inside you and the warm spill of his seed spreads inside you. You hum in satisfaction and a smile is plastered on your face. "Shit..." He chuckles. "You good?" 

You just nod completely lost in happiness. He gives you a little smack on your ass, a little sign of appreciation, he softens and pulls out leaving you empty and exposed with his nut and yours slowly leaking out of your pleased hole. You ease down to a more comfortable position and sigh, your eyes suddenly feeling heavy and your body sore and sleepy. Oscar rushes off to the bathroom for a clean rag, he runs it under warm water and returns to the room, he helps clean you up and once he is fine with the results he rinses it off again and tosses it on the dirty clothes hamper to dry a bit. 

He comes back and closes the door behind him this time. "We got about an hour, rest, take a nap." But you're a step ahead of him, comfortable under the covers your body betrays you in the best way as it drifts off into slumber. Oscar smiles and joins you, he eases himself under the covers and pulls you closer to him, his fingers spread over your belly and he massages small circles on your skin. It was something that soothed him as well. "I love you, baby." He whispers. "We love you too." You mumble nuzzling into him. 

-- --

"Today was awesome!" Elliana cheered as she skipped inside the house. "Mrs. Havenwood let us watch a movie, we watched Elemental. And then she helped me with spelling some words, and I painted a flower." 

You beamed at your energetic daughter who seemed to have a jitter-free day, she hadn't stopped talking about her day since you and Oscar picked her and Rafa up from school. "Well, I'm happy to hear you had such an eventful day. So no tears?" 

Elliana proudly says, "No tears." You reach out for her and she runs to hug you, you kiss her temple. "That's my big girl." 

"I can't wait to go back tomorrow. And maybe... maybe you and Papa don't have to come get me." 

Your eyes widened. "En serio? The whole day?"  

She nods eagerly. "Si! I'll be fine." 

"I mean... if that's what you want-" 

"Yay! Thank you! Is it okay if I go play video games with Rafa?" 

You nod. "That's fine, but not gun games, por favor." You glare at the both of them. They say okay and head upstairs together leaving you dumbfounded, you were ecstatic that your daughter had such a great first day but you were expecting tears... a little bit of sadness considering your conversation with her at six this morning. Oscar looks at you and offers his hand, you take it and he kisses your knuckles. "Sounds like she had a great day." 

"It does." 

He tilts his head. "Expected her to be sad?" 

"A bit." 

He nods understanding. "I get it, but I think it just shows you did a great job preparing her. Especially this morning." 

You suck your teeth. "You heard us?" 

"I did. I know when my little princesa isn't around me. But I'm glad she's comfortable enough at this age to tell you how she truly feels, you encourage her to be herself all the time and I think that helped a lot with today." He sweet talks, your eyes turn into hearts and your bottom lip pokes out. "Thank you." You whisper leaning forward and smooching your lips on his. 

He kissed your forehead after. "You're a great mom. That's why I'm already thinking about the baby after this one." 

You holler. "Boy, no, this is the third and last."

"You said that about Elliana." 

"Well, I mean it this time." You say firmly. He nods. "Whatever you say, ma. Whatever you say." 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marry me, mamas.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Chupa, O. Diaz

Summary: A rainy day with Oscar takes an arousing turn.

warnings: fluff, oral s e x 👅 (18+), kinky s h e t 

word count: 1.6K

requested by anon!

A/N: We all know Oscar cannot resist his mujer! Ladies/men, how do you get your mans/women to stay in bed with you? Thank you for requesting, just to give y’all a heads up REQUESTS ARE CLOSED! I hope you like this. Please consider following my blog, heart/comment/reblog my content as well as turning on notifs for when I post something new!

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If it’s one thing that can automatically align your chakra’s is the soothing sound and smell of rain. It’s opens up the smell of nature and despite living in one of the dirtiest cities in California, you love the rainy days. Especially when it consists of cuddles with Oscar. You love to be entangled with him under the sheets even though he isn’t much of a cuddler.

You’re half on top him with one of your legs over his waist and head resting on top his chest, his shallow breathing adding to your ultra calmness. He initiated the cuddling today probably because he was out late yesterday and wanted to make it up to you. Nothing could ruin right now. But of course, the universe is forever against you, he gets a call. 

“I’ve gotta bounce, mami.” 

He says as he stretches under you. You groan and pout, holding on him. Today is suppose to be all about the two you, you’re determined to make him stay. And you know just how to do it.

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Or Nah, O. Diaz

Summary: You spend the night teasing Oscar and he ends up putting you in your place.

warning: s m u t (18+) 🥵, bratty!Reader

word count: 2k

requested by: @aneitii

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Nothing can beat a Friday night and good company. Especially when it’s those two things at the Santos house. The usuals have filled the backyard and the music is bumping. Everyone is having a good time, everyone except you.

The night didn’t start this way but as Oscar spent more time giving his attention to his compas rather than you it began to irritate you beyond belief. Granted, you can be a bit a brat when it comes to having his attention, tonight he knows that he’s upsetting you with it. And two can play at that game. 

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Two And Counting

husband/dad!Oscar Diaz x fem!reader

Word count: 1.5k

Content warning: 18+, smut in your rearview mirror, just a quickie, pregnancy sex, p in v, reverse cowgirl in the bathtub (heeeeeyyyy), just two people in love, some fluff, Oscar is vocaaaal, talks you through it.

A/N: I was high so excuse any misspellings, definitely not proof-read. Also I've never been pregnant lol so I have no idea if this would work irl, but hey that's why we're here, this is not real life.

this was fun to write lol but I lowkey don’t like the title

(not my picture, got it from Pinterest. I want him to **** ** *****)

It was late at night, the house was quiet. Almost too quiet. You were so used to hearing your five-year-old call your name, the repetitive "Mommy! Mommy!" Still ringing in your ear. You sighed, you'd dropped him off at your mother's house for the weekend, he loved going to grandma's and honestly? You needed a break. Just at least an hour to yourself. But now it was so strange not hearing him babbling around the house.

Once you'd come back home you had taken a well-deserved shower but after your shower, you just felt the weird urge to soak in a bath. So you hovered over to the detached bathtub and filled up the tub, squeezing a bit of your bubble bath into the water. You carefully dipped yourself inside the tub, and a sigh of relief and satisfaction left your lips. You smiled closing your eyes one hand on the rim of the tub and the other, palm splayed all over your growing belly. Six months. They'd gone by so quickly, your stomach grew— a huge difference between two months ago and now. It was crazy.

"Hi pumpkin, you okay in there?" You mumbled rubbing soothing circles on your belly. The flick of the bathroom light and the bright beams of the fluorescent bulb ruined your little relaxation time. You looked over your shoulder, your husband Oscar standing in the doorway. Wearing his flannel pyjama pants and... no shirt. Mhm.

His tattoos are on display for you, his arms crossed and his biceps flexed. Why did he have to be so hot? "You two having a good time in here?" He asked. "We were, turn off the light, that's what my candles are for." You complained. Oscar rolled his eyes turning off the light at your command, he walked in, now leaning against the counter. You smiled. "Done with your game?"

He nodded.

"Hungry? There are leftovers-"

"Already ate cariño." He interrupted. You nodded slowly. "How's baby doing?" A smile creeps on his face. He'd been showing all thirty-two teeth since you told him you were expecting another. You shuddered with delight remembering how he was when you were carrying your son. Oscar always had his hands on you, wanting to bend you over anywhere and anytime. He expressed how much he loved seeing you like this. Beautifully in your element, sugarcoating you by saying, moaning; "You were made to carry my babies." As he seemingly pumped another one inside you.

"He's good."

"She." He corrected. He was certain you were having a girl. "She." You mocked, though it did make your heart flip at the thought of him holding a baby girl. 

He asks, "Do you want some more company in there?" 

Your eyes twinkle at the offer and that's all the confirmation he needed before he began pulling down his pyjama pants off, his boxers were next. You gaze lasering down to his half-hard dick, your tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You nodded eagerly and made some room for him, you scooted forward and he sat behind you pulling you onto him once he was comfortable. You perch on his lap, leaning back into his hold. He wrapped his arms around you, a warm kiss on your cheek. "Te amo." He whispered. "Te amo. You miss Raphi yet?" You giggle. "I missed him the minute we left your mom's place." 

"Hm, me too." You hummed. Oscar's hands refused to stay in one place, rubbing circles on your belly, measuring the perimeter with his hands. "I can't believe we're having another one." He whispered. "I know," Your hands overlapping his. "We gotta have like four more." 

You gasped lightly pinching him. "Do you see what pregnancy does to a woman's body?" 

"I see what it does to yours. And I love it." 

Oscar couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you could always feel him staring through you-- a "You are so fucking fine." Would slip out every time. You playfully rolled your eyes, his hands sliding to the underside of your belly, a bit close to your heat, you not so subtly buck your hips forward. You moan at the faint brush of his dick against your pulsating clit. 

"We can have one more, and then we're done." You sighed, his hand slipped down further, his palm hovering over your mound. "Three." He bargained. There was no way this was happening right now. 

Your nipples poke you, his teasing was getting to you. "One." You insisted. He chuckled as his slender finger ran down your slit, teasing your hole. Your legs spread a bit wider but there wasn't much room in the tub. His warm lips sucking on your soapy skin, you smell like lavender and fucking sunshine, that's how you always smelt. So warm and inviting. That's how you were and that's why loved you so much. 

"Two." His last offer before his fingers slowly find their way inside you. "Ooh... Oscar." 

You could feel a smile of victory against your skin, he took his fingers out and rested them on your clit. Your hips buck once again. "Two." He said. 

For fuck sake!

"Okay, okay, two. Just move, please." 

He laughed, you'd scowl at him if he didn't start rubbing your bundle of nerves. Your head fell back on his shoulder, one hand worked between your legs while the other squeezed your sensitive breasts, tweaking your nipples. You whined moving your hips forward, you didn't even care anymore, you were so desperate to get to where you needed to be. 

Oscar groaned, "Mi amor, despacito, you're so needy." 

"Oscar, fuck, please. I just want you inside me." You cried out. He kissed your back, his hands on your waist as he adjusted you over his full length, he slipped in carefully. Your eyes disappeared, the whites were the only part that showed, your jaw slacked open. "¿Estas bíen?"

You could only manage to nod. He slid down the tub, lying down at an angle so you could be comfortable, you lay back on him and with his help, you raise your hips up and down on his shaft. He was stretching you out in the best way, a delicious sensation coursing through your skin as he penetrated you so deeply, fuck you were so full. 

"My pretty baby. Look at how fucking pretty you are. I'm keeping you pregnant." He cooed mumbling the last part. If he kept making you feel this good, you might just give him what he wants. His mushroom tip poked and prodded at the sweet spot buried inside you. You cry and clench around him, your pussy almost weeping and begging for more. "Coño Bonita." 

Your head lulled back as he whispered in your ear, nibbling on the lobe from time to time. "You feel so good, so soft. fuck." He strained. His hand found its way between your thighs once again, his fingers playing with your equally needy clit. It was becoming too much. "Oh god, baby... O-Oscar!" 

You were there. You were right there. 

"I-I'm- I'm-" 

"I know, it's okay, go ahead." 

As if you needed the permission you didn't know you were asking for. Your body twitched, legs shaking as they closed around his wrist that was still snug between them. You squirmed, your orgasm taking over your body. Electricity piercing your veins. "Keep coming for me, don't worry." 

He was using you to get himself to his peak and it was hot, he wasn't stopping, your body continuously moving up and down. Hugging his thickness for his pleasure. "I'm cumming, in that pretty fucking pussy, hermosa." 

You were long gone, your body limp as your high was coming down. You quietly moaned feeling his hot seed spread inside you, you giggled lazily. "Fuck..." He chuckled. "You okay?" 

"Mhm." You sounded sleepy. "Come on, we'll clean off before you fall asleep in here." He laughed. 

You let him do all the work, washing you off before himself then helping you out of the tub wrapping a towel around you. 

You quickly dried off and headed inside your shared bedroom, going over to your side of the dresser where all your products stood. You did your usual night routine and once you were done you found yourself in one of his old shirts and one of his baggy shorts. He laughed lightly as he entered the room. 

You looked down at yourself, you did look a bit ridiculous. "What?" You pouted. He made his way over to you, his hands cupping your face, your palms cuffing his wrists. "You are so fucking cute and I fucking love you." He smiled pressing a kiss to your lips, you dissolved in his touch, melting into his kiss. He pulled back slightly but you chased him reattaching your lips. 

There was that feeling between your legs again. "Ma-mamita." He chuckled as you smooched him. You whined. He kissed your forehead letting go of your face. His hand hitting your, lately overly ample, ass. You squealed. "Get on the bed." He instructed untucking his towel from his waist. 

"Wha-" 

He spanked you again. 

"I'm trynna show you why we're gonna have four more." 

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[juliodiazwife]

Sneaky Link || Oscar Diaz

A/N: It’s been so long but with season 4 coming out at some point I figured it’s time to start writing again. Anyways, had a request from a while ago about at reader x Spooky sneaky link. Hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: Reader is Sad Eyes sister, secretly dating Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

Warnings: language, slight smut

Word count: 3,000

You moved to sit back in the passenger seat, pulling your shirt back down to cover your chest. Sweat caused the loose hair at the back of your neck to stick to your skin and you struggled to catch your breath as you watched the equally breathless Santo, in the driver’s seat, fix his pants. He glanced over at you and raised an eyebrow when he caught you staring.

“This would be a lot more comfortable for you if we were in a bed.” He gesture to the hand you were currently using to rub your neck. Sex in a car can be fun but somehow you always found yourself bent in odd angles that left you soar, and not in the good way, afterwards.

“And would that bed be at your place, where there’s always Santos hanging around or mine where my over protective brother could walk in on us?” You replied.

You didn’t wait for his response and instead you reached to open the door and stepped out of the car. You leaned down and smiled at the Santo, and before closing the door, said “see ya later Oscar.”

You made your way down the street to your house, aware that Oscar was watching to make sure you made it inside, you could never be too cautious late at night in Freeridge. What you weren’t aware of were the four other pairs of eyes watching from across the street.

“Ohmygod!” Jamal whisper shouted as he turned to his friends, “did just you see what I just saw?”

“Do you mean Y/N getting out of Spooky’s car or what they were doing before she got out?” Ruby asked.

“This is not good, oh no this is really not good. Do you think her brother knows?” Jamal asked in a high pitched voice.

“If her brother knew I doubt they’d be sneaking around,” Monse said before turning towards Cesar and asking “did you know about this?”

Cesar put his hands up “I had not idea! They barely talk whenever she’s at my place.” He said.

“You know it kind of makes sense that they don’t talk too much what with her brother being Sad Eyes, Spooky’s homie, they probably wouldn’t want to draw too much attention or have any rumors started.” Ruby said.

Jamal looked at the group, “So what are we going to do?” He asked.

“I’m going to go home and WE-” Monse replied, “-aren’t going to do or say anything about what we saw.” She looked pointedly at Jamal, “I mean it Jamal, nothing.”

“You know I don’t do well with secrets” Jamal whined as the group began walking again.

“All you have to do is avoid Y/N” Cesar said.

“And Spooky, and Sad Eyes, and probably any other Santo for good measure” Ruby said, laughing at his friend’s expense.

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“Hey where you been?” Your brother, Antonio, asked as you stepped into your house. He was sitting on the couch with a few other Santos, who looked over at you.

“Out” you replied as you slipped off your shoes.

“You know I don’t like you going out alone at night,” Antonio said, “It’s not safe.”

“Deja de preocuparte Tony, I’m fine.” You said and made your way down the hall to your room.

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Two days later.

The door to your room opened, Antonio come in and threw himself on your bed.

“Ew gross get off! You smell like weed!” You yelled at him, trying to shove him off of the bed but he resisted, rolling himself up in your blanket instead.

“You’re fucking annoying,” you said giving up trying get him off of your bed and going back to the text you had just received.

Antonio let out a laugh, knowing his presence was annoying you, he reached over and snatched your phone out of your hands, “who you texting?”

“Give it back Tony! You play too much” you made a grab for your phone, you weren’t sure what the text said but you knew you didn’t want him to see it, but you brother stood up holding the phone over your head. You hit him in the stomach, “I’m serious!”

“See you at the party tonight?” Antonio read the message off of your phone, he looked at you, all humor gone from his face. “What party? The Santo’s party? You told me you weren’t going?”

You crossed your arms, a scowl on your face, “well maybe I changed my mind. I didn’t know I had to run my decision by you. ” You said.

“You know you’re not supposed to be hanging around Los Santos without me knowing Y/N, its not safe.” he said through gritted teeth, “and who the fuck is asking you that? Is there some fool you running around town with?” He gestured to the contact name in your phone a simple heart emoji.

“It’s none of your business.” You said.

“The fuck its not! You ain’t gonna be running around these streets with some dude!” He yelled at you.

“Oh so you can run around and bring a different girl home all the time but with me it’s different?” You asked.

Antonio nodded his head and replied, “yes exactly.”

“I don’t really see what the big deal is, you were probably just going to drag me to the party any ways. You always do.” You said, shrugging your shoulders and hoping to divert his attention away from the text.

Antonio let out a sigh before handing you back your phone, “Fine you can go with me tonight, but you’re gonna show me who this guy is you’re trying to meet there.”

You just watched your brother walk out of the room, there was no way you could let your brother find out who your boyfriend was. Your phone chimed with a new message as you threw yourself onto your bed ‘you ignoring me now mamas?’ It read. You typed out a quick response confirming that you’d see him there then rushed to get ready.

You followed your brother through Spooky’s house and out to the back yard where the music grew louder and people stood around drinking.

“Aye keep up’ your brother said placing his arm around you shoulders to keep you close. You rolled your eyes, this was going to be a long night. Before you knew it you found yourself standing in a circle with several of your brother’s friends, his arm still keeping you stuck to his side. Your eyes scanned the yard looking for any of your friends. “Looking for tu novio?” Your brother asked.

“Nope, just anyone that can get me away from this boring ass conversation.” You said, rolling your eyes and trying to pull away from Antonio.

“Aye Sad Eyes, que onda compa?” A familiar voice interrupted the two of you, distracting your brother enough for you to take a few steps away from him. You brother turned to speak to Oscar.

Oscar nodded toward you, “sup Y/N? Aren’t you usually off dancing with your little friends?” He said.

You smiled softly at Oscar before glancing back at your brother, scowl back on your face you replied, “I would be but I’m being held hostage by this fool.”

Oscar let out a laugh, “hostage?” he asked Antonio.

“Man, she thinks she’s slick running around with some little secret novio.” He said, sucking on his teeth.

Oscar raised his eyebrow as he looked back at you, humor laced his voice as he asked, “A secret novio huh? What’s this guy like.”

You were saved from having to answer as a familiar face popped up, the person shoving past Oscar and hugging you, “Y/N!” Cesar said, his friends each hugging you after Cesar pulled away.

“Hey guys, how are you?” You asked. You were pretty close to the four high schoolers as you had spent a lot of time watching Cesar as he grew up. Whenever Oscar and your brother had to go on a run Oscar would bring Cesar over and you would take care of him. Soon enough it turned into the core four having sleepovers at your place.

“We need to talk” Jamal said, urgently pulling on your arm.

“Looks like I have more important things to do than stand around here.” You said, flipping off your brother and following the teenagers.

You came to a stop by a cooler full of beers and picked one up as you turned toward the group, “so what’s up?”

“What, oh nothing. We just couldn’t stand the awkwardness going on over there anymore.” Jamal said, gesturing to where Oscar and Antonio stood. A few girls had moved to join them and your brother seemed to have forgotten about you as he leaned down to talk to one of them. Oscar, on the other hand was staring right at you, a smirk on his full lips as his eyes wondered over your body before meeting your own. You glanced away feeling a blush rise in your cheeks.

“What awkwardness?” You said, confused that the teens would pick up on anything.

“Ok look I know we said we weren’t going to say anything, but you guys know I’m not good with secrets,” Jamal started, Monse tried to cover his mouth but he continued, “We saw you and Os-Spooky doing the humpity dumpity in his car the other night.”

Your smile dropped, a cold sweat taking over your body at his words, “what?’

“WE SAW YOU GUYS BUMPIN UGLIES, you know, taking a trip to pound town, you were letting him check your oil girl!” Jamal said before you were able to cover his mouth.

“Ok chill, shut up about it.” Your hand still covered the kid’s mouth, “now if I remove my hand are you going to keep quiet?”

Jamal nodded his head. Slowly you pulled your hand away and looked at the group, “Now, how did you guys even see that?”

Cesar rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “well, uh, we uh-”

“We were walking home and we saw you guys, and to be fair anyone could have walked outside and seen you guys I mean you weren’t even parked far from your house and I’m surprised no-one has found out about this considering how so not careful you two are being.” Ruby said.

You stared at him in shock, you had to admit he had a point but, “you guys can’t say anything about this. I mean it.” You said eyeing Jamal and that big mouth of his.

“You can trust us Y/N” Monse said.

You nodded and glanced back over at Oscar to find he was already looking at you. He nodded his head toward the house before breaking eye contact and walking toward the backdoor. You looked back at the teens, “I’ll be back” you said before quickly following in the direction Oscar had gone. You entered the house to find it was pretty empty. You made your way down the hall and opened the door to Oscar’s room. He was already there and he turned when he heard you enter.

“So tell me about this novio of yours.” He said laughing as you closed the door.

“Shut up, this is serious” you said, slapping his chest. He leaned down, arms wrapping around your waist, and placed a soft kiss on your lips.

“It’ll be fine mamas” he mumbled against your lips.

“How can you be so sure?” You asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, moving your body closer to his.

Oscar began trailing small kisses along your jaw and down your neck before answering with, “because I am, now can we get back to this?”

You let out a giggle, “oh so is this all you wanted me for?” You asked.

Oscar stopped his movements and pulled back to look you in the eyes, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. His deep brown eyes staring into your own eyes. Finally he spoke, voice soft and low, “you know this is so much more right mamas? That you mean so fucking much to me? You know how much I love you Y/N?”

You smiled at him, bringing you hand up to cover his where it was on your cheek, “Yes I know that baby, I love you too Oscar.”

Seemingly satisfied with your response his hand slipped behind your neck, drawing you closer to him, his lips meeting yours in a kiss so passionate all of the stress of the idea of your brother finding out or the core four knowing about you and Oscar disappeared. Oscar brought his hands down to your ass giving it a squeeze before lifting you up and walking over to his bed. He laid you down, climbing between your legs, and began to trail kisses from your neck down the deep plunge of your top.

It was rare that you and Oscar found yourselves alone in a room and you two planned on making the most of it. Slowly, Oscar slid his hands up your shirt and pulled it over your head, discarding it somewhere across the room and stared at the newly exposed skin, his fingers traced along the lace of the bra that still covered your breasts before his thumb rubbed over your hardening nipple. Even through the fabric of your bra the sensation was enough to cause your back to arch up off of the bed, you breathing quickened as he continued to move his thumb in slow circles. you reached under your back and unclasped your bra, wanting to feel his hands on your bare skin. Oscar watched as you slid the straps down your arms until you fully removed your bra, exposing your breasts.

“Damn” Oscar said, voice deep with lust as his eyes roamed your body. He leaned down and placed light kisses across your chest before capturing your left nipple in his mouth and sucking, his hand expertly rubbing your right nipple. The sensation of his mouth and hands on you had your core heating up and you knew your panties were already soaked.

Oscar’s mouth left your nipple as he continued to trail kisses down your stomach to the top of your jeans. Slowly he unbuttoned them and hooked his fingers in your waistband, pulling your pants down your legs and making sure to take your panties with them.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” A familiar voice yelled.

Oscar’s movements stopped as the both of you looked towards the door to find your brother standing there, a furious expression on his quickly reddening face. You expected him to yell, to come charging at Oscar, but instead he just shook his head and slammed the door.

You and Oscar stared at each other before quickly getting up and throwing your clothes back on. Within seconds you were both out the door and rushing down the hallway and into the living room where a livid Sad Eyes was pacing the room.

“Tony it’s-“ you started to speak but stopped when his gaze met yours.

“What you wanna sit here and lie? Tell me I didn’t just see you two fucking?!” Tony yelled, getting in your face, “I didn’t realize my sister was a pinche Santo whore!”

“Aye watch it foo” Oscar said as he put himself between you and your brother. You always knew you would have to tell you brother eventually but this was not the way you had imagined things happening. Fear seized your heart at the idea of a fight breaking out. Both men, you knew, could hold their own but there was a reason people around Freeridge called Oscar Spooky and you knew things wouldn’t end well if it came to a fight.

“Oh what you stepping up now, Spooky” Tony taunted as he shoved Oscar, “you and my sister! My fucking sister man!”

Oscar’s jaw clenched, his hands in fists at his sides, “You need to remember who your fucking talking to” He said, shoving Tony back.

You quickly wrapped your hand around Oscar’s wrist, he stared down at your hand before meeting your eyes. His face softened as he stared into your worried eyes “no te preocupes mi amor.”

Your eyes shifted back over to your brother who looked more confused than angry at Oscar’s response to you. “Tony, this,” you said, pointing between you and Oscar, “this is real, I love him and we aren’t going to stop seeing each other. So you’re gonna have to get use to it.”

Tony rubbed a hand over his face then glanced between you and Oscar, he sighed in defeat “she’s my baby sister man.”

Oscar nodded his head, “I know” he replied.

“You better treat her right” Tony said and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as Oscar looked down at you,

“What were you even doing going into Oscar’s room?” You asked your brother.

“I was looking for you.”

You scrunched your face up in confusion, “but why would you look for me in Oscar’s room?”

“I was just checking the house because that foo said you were in here.” He said, pointing behind you.

You and Oscar turned to find Cesar, Monse, Ruby, and Jamal, who was nervously crouching behind Cesar, standing in the hallway staring.

“In my defense,” Jamal said, “I said that I wouldn’t check the house if I were you.”

You stared at him incredulously, “Jamal, one day you’re really going to have to learn how to keep that big mouth of yours shut.”

Next to you, Oscar started to laugh as he pulled you closer to him.

Tony cleared his throat, “I mean it compa, you better take are of her.” He said before walking out the front door.

“I plan to,” Oscar whispered in you ear, “why don’t we go finish what we started?” Before you could answer Oscar had picked you up and was carrying you back towards his bedroom. This is going to be an interesting new part to your relationship…

[juliodiazwife]

Spooky’s girl

(Not my gif! Credit to owner)

Four years.

Four years since Oscar had been locked up, and those four years were really stressful for y/n. She did everything she could to make sure Cesar had everything he needed, food, clothes, an education, and guidance.

Sure it was a little easy due to the fact that Oscar was allowed visitation and y/n would go and see him every chance she got, she never missed a chance and she never missed a phone call from him.

“I’ll be home very soon baby.”

He would always say at the end of the call.

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

She would reply back.

“I love you.”

And just before she could say it back the phone would cut off due to time restriction.

“…..I love you to.”

Y/n wanted him to be home right now, but she knew that wouldn’t happen.

‘Only a few more months.’ She thought.

Looking at the time she figured she should go to bed now. Walking into her’s and Oscar’s room, she later down in her spot up against the wall as she lied her head close to oscar’s pillow.

She could still smell the very faint scent of his, it was barely there, but she could still smell it.

Closing her eyes, she falls into another dreamless sleep while moving past yet another day without her lover.

When the next morning came, y/n stretched her arms out but froze when she felt something warm against her hand. Her eyes were closed but she still moved her hands, she could feel the warmth of the heat that radiated.

It was soft and smooth, her hands continue to delicately trace across until she felt it. The giant cross, that could only mean one thing.

He was home.

Slowly opening her eyes y/n couldn’t believe the sight. There in front of her was Oscar Diaz in the flesh, breathing and smiling.

“Surprise.”

Y/n stayed quiet not over the state of shock.

“How? How are you here?”

“Got out early princessa. Now you just gonna sit and stare or are you gonna give me some love?”

Not wasting anymore time, y/n jumps on top of him wrapping her arms tight around his neck and her legs wrapping around his waist. Her hands latched onto him, remembering the feel of him, and taking in his scent.

Silent tears trailed down her eyes and they delicately touched his skin.

“Estoy en casa ahora.”

“It better be forever this time.”

And finally after four long years, she was finally able to kiss him. His lips were still smooth and soft, she could taste the weed that lingered from his lips but it was satisfying.

A moan escaped her mouth when she felt his hands trail down her back and to her butt giving it a soft squeeze. Their bodies were quickly becoming hot with undeniable lust, slowly she trailed her hands up and into his shirt, lightly grazing his skin with her nails which made him shiver.

Lifting his arms up, she takes his shirt off and takes a moment to look at him. His body was much more defined with muscle definition, his biceps were a bonus but he was still handsome as ever.

He leans his hand up towards her cheek, softly caressing her as she holds on to his hand.

“I missed you so much.” She whispered.

Sitting up, there chests touched and he tried to bring her in closer.

“I missed you mí reína, so so much.”

Ever so gently, he slips her shirt off and watched as the mini goosebumps rised on her skin. His eyes took in every curve and detail of her beautiful body.

“God you are so beautiful.”

He pulls her in again, hooking his fingers on her belt loops and trails kisses from her lips down to her collarbone. His teeth leave soft bruises all around her, but her eyes were too busy being shut due to the pleasure of just his mouth.

Trailing his hands down, he takes off the shorts that clings to her skin and throws them to the ground, then follows her bra.

Flipping them over, he hovers over, both of them breathless but still wanting more. His lips trace over every inch of skin, not missing a single inch or spot. He was memorizing her.

Both of his big hands spread her legs slightly apart and grabs at the edge of her underwear. Though slightly impatient, y/n remained still.

After removing the undergarments she was now fully exposed. Her hips slightly bucked as his hands got closer in between her thighs, the anticipation was starting to get to her.

And right when she was about whine in protest, she finally felt his moist tongue on her most precious treasure that only he could touch. Immediately, her head fell back as she chocked on a gasp.

His tongue flicked and swirled all over her and she was loving it. With her head smushed into the pillow, and her hands gripping onto his shoulders, it made Oscar work even faster and harder.

“Oh god Oscar.”

The feelings that overwhelmed her made her sensitive and her thighs shake, proving that it has been indeed a long time since she’s been intimate.

When she felt the feeling of her stomach tighten, she bucked her hips up into his face causing his tongue to go deeper inside her walls which made a scream release from the back of her throat, which then turned into her orgasm being triggered.

“Let it out baby.”

Y/n didn’t even get a chance to catch a breath until she felt Oscar slide deep into her walls, which left her even more breathless.

“Jesucristo, tu tan apretado.” He cursed as he felt how tight you really were.

He stayed still for a moment, just wanting to remember the feeling and cherish it, he truly missed and loved her.

One snap of his hips and she fell weak into him, her legs wrapped tight around him, his head buried in her neck as her hands dig into the skin on his back.

The feeling was euphoric.

Each time she would move her hips he would just thrust harder and faster, it wasn’t until he hit a spot.

The spot.

The spot that made her tremble beneath him, the spot that made her beg for him to stop and yet keep going at the same time.

And so he continued to thrust into her, hitting that spot over and over until her mind sent her into a euphoric state of pleasure as they both released.

“Don’t leave me ever again.”

[juliodiazwife]

FAMILIA (Oscar Diaz imagine)

Dedicated to @thecraziestcrayon

(Not my gif!!! Credit to owner!!)

“It’s gonna be a boy.” he said as he caressed her stomach, she giggled at the feeling of fingers running across her skin.

“How can you be so sure?” she asked, her fingers lightly scratching the back of his scalp, his body settled between her legs as they lie on the giant mattress in their room. Across the room she looks at the fully built crib and cot that was already prepared even though she had at least six more months to go. Oscar wanted to be prepared though, a baby was a big responsibility and on top of that he had the gang and Cesar to take care of so his attention was demanded a lot from each aspect.

“because I just know.” was all he said as he placed a gentle kiss on her stomach.

“He’s gonna be big and bad, just like his daddy.” He continued on and left small pecks on her skin. Her smile slowly began to fade, of course she was excited to have this baby, especially with Oscar. But she didn’t want her son or daughter to even be involved with the gang in any way, shape or form. She already has to worry about Oscar being safe and on top of that with Cesar slowly becoming no longer affiliated but apart of the Santos was scary enough.

“What are you thinking about mama?” Oscar noticed her face, the way her body deflated into a shrunk and her lips slightly pouting. She knew there was no point in keeping what was on her mind on lock, so she told him.

“I’m just worried about what will happen when he or she gets older,” the movement of his hand on her stomach cane to a halt and he sat up to get a good look at her. “I just don’t want our child being apart of the gang Oscar.” She whispered in the end and turned her head to the other side so she wouldn’t see his reaction.

“Hey.” He spoke gently and moved her chin towards him. Leaning in he gives her a soft peck and then gave her a deep long kiss before pulling away and leaving a kiss on her head.

“I promis you, they aren’t gonna be apart of this. I won’t let he or she be in this life, I know it seems like I am cause of Cesar but this is my child, and I swear to you I will make sure they won’t be part of this life.” He promised her and left another kiss on her small bump.

“I love you Oscar.” The emotion was clear as day in y/n’s eyes, same with Oscar. It was raw and surreal, he never showed this type of feeling to anyone except her and Cesar but he truly did love this woman, the mother of his child, the love of his life. They were still only sixteen but they were ready for this responsibility, as long as they were together. Just as he was about to reply a loud and wild commotion erupted as their bedroom door was slammed open and several cops with guns pointed right at the couple were present.

“PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR NOW!” One man screamed as his gun was dead set on Oscar. Y/n tried to stay calm so that she wouldn’t cause stress to the baby, but because there was so many cops in their room pointing guns at her that could harm her and the baby she couldn’t help but start to hyperventilate.

“Alright, alright don’t hurt her she’s pregnant man!” Oscar pleaded as he tried his best to shelter y/n from being in the guns view.

“Oscar Diaz you are under arrest, Put your hands where I can see them.” Tears began to build as she watched Oscar raise his hands in the air and practically be man handled by the police. Putting the cuffs on him they drag him out aggressively as they read him his rights out loud.

Although her breathing started to become uneven, y/n got up with her wobbly legs and quickly made her way outside to where Oscar, Cesar and the rest of the guys were on the porch. She could the sound of Cesar’s cries as he tried to get to his older brother.

“Oscar!! Please don’t go please!” His heart ripped into two as he watched his little brother and the love of his life watch in horror as the police stick him in the backseat of the car and close the door. Just as the car was about to take off, he took one last hard look at them and mouthed the words ‘I love you’ before they took him away.

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He was sentenced to ten years in prison, four if he had good behavior but to y/n that was still too long. Oscar would miss out on every mile stone with their child, their first breath, first skin contact, first steps, first word every little thing.

It completely wrecked Y/n, she would have to be a mother and a father for the first few years of their child’s life. On top of that she was going to have to raise Cesar as well and there’s no telling how this could go. She remembered the day of his sentencing, Cesar crying into her neck as she tried her best to comfort him and not break right then and there.

The dullness and the pain that swimmer in Oscar’s eyes as he watched the people he loved the most suffer in silence as the judge read his conviction made him want to get down on his knees and beg god for forgiveness and to somehow find a way to reverse this situation.

“I’ll be out soon baby I promise. Just take care of Cesar and our little one and I’ll be out before you know it.” He whispered in her ear as he hugged her close and tight one last time before he was to be transported to the correctional facility. He rubbed her back soothingly as she sobbed very hard into jumpsuit, staining it with her endless tears. Giving her one last kiss for the moment he tries to remember the feel of her lips, the taste of her and the smell of her. He rubs his hand across her bump and feels the small feet kick against his hand one last time.

“I love you, daddy will be home soon.” He whispered to her stomach and left one last kiss until he was taken away by the guards.

Y/n knew she now had to be strong, not just for herself. But for the baby and for Cesar, and she would do whatever she has to to keep them both alive and safe.

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*Four years later*

The sound of tiny feet padding into the room caught Y/n’s attention as she turned over from her spot on the bed. She sees the messy curls that covered the little head and then sees Cesar following in right after to grab them.

“Good morning precioso.” She said as she bundled her little guy up in her arms and smothered his face in kisses. Small giggles erupted from his little body which brought a smile to her face.

Mateo Oscar Diaz was born on December 21st weighing in at 8lbs and 9 oz. Precisely almost a year since Oscar has been locked up. Four years later and this little version of him was the only thing keeping her sane besides Cesar.

It was hard at first, Cesar tried his best to help but he was just a kid, it isn’t his responsibility. Since he was away, she’s sent him letters and pictures of them which he would then reply back. Oscar missed his family dearly, and soon he would be seeing them since he was just eligible to be released on parole. He was coming home to his family after four years.

“He looks like him everyday.” Cesar mumbled as he watched his nephew and sister. Y/n nodded in agreement and sat up to go and hug Cesar. Just then the phone went off and Y/n gave Mateo to Cesar to hold as she answered.

“Hello.”

“Y/n, it’s me.” His voice was raspy and much more deep. Her body tingled as she heard him.

“Oscar?” Her voice came to a whisper and Cesar flicked his head towards her at the mention of his brother’s name.

“I’m coming home baby. I’m out.” She couldn’t hear anything else after that. So many emotions were happening in that moment, she was relieved, happy, anxious, nervous, all in one. The love of her life was finally coming home and he was going to meet his son for the first time.

“When will you be here?” She asked as she finally caught up with her thoughts. She heard the sound of a honk and immediately started walking.

“Right now.” He said and hung up the phone. Taking Mateo from Cesar, they all rush out and see the one person they’ve been waiting for. He still had the buzz cut but he was so much taller, so much lean and buff, the wife beater he wore highlighted his bulging muscles and there’s was tattoos on his neck and arms. A typical Cholo, but a Cholo that Y/n loved nevertheless.

They were frozen in their place and wasn’t until Oscar started walking forward that Cesar immediately ran after his big brother and crushed him a death grip. She decided to let them have that moment before walking up with Mateo.

“I missed you so much Manó.” He whispered into Oscar’s arm as he tried to keep his composure.

“I missed you to Cesar, I missed all of you.” He said as he looked up to see the love of his life and his child standing there on the porch, waiting for him. Breaking away from Cesar he walks up to the pair and stares at his child, his son.

“He looks like me.” He whispered as he took it all in. “He does, just like his daddy.” She whispered back as the tears started to form. This wasn’t a dream, this was all real and she couldn’t be more happier.

“What’s his name?” He asked as he was tempted to grab him and hold him.

“Mateo Oscar Diaz.” She started as the little boy in her arms stared at his daddy. He knew who he was, she never kept anything from him. She showed him pictures everyday.

“You want to hold him?” She asked. Oscar nodded and held his hands out carefully. Passing Mateo into Oscars arms he slightly braces himself just Incase Mateo would freak out and start crying. But he didn’t, he just stared at his father, taking it all in.

“It’s daddy Mateo.” Y/n told him as he continued to stare at Oscar.

Leaning his head on his chest Oscar moved his hands so that one was holding him securely and the other was holding his head to his chest. This was his son, his flesh and blood and he was finally able to hold him and see him.

“We missed you Oscar.” Y/n said as the tears started streaming, wiping them away with his thumb he gave her a sad smile before leaning in and leaving a lingering kiss on her lips. Finally after so long, he was with his family.

“I missed you to mama, I missed you all.” He said and guided his family inside the house.

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Nothing Like Them

Gif credit @mochminnie.

Requested by @mypridefulsoul27. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for the request.

"Oh god, I'm dying". You sniffled as you came out of the bathroom,  you had been hauled up in the bathroom all morning throwing up.

"Baby, you okay"? Oscar stopped you in the hall and felt your head with the back of his hand. "No fever. Maybe you ate something that didnt settle with you"?

"For two weeks? Nothing is settling good with me. I can't eat or keep anything down". You scrunch your nose up when the smell hits you. "What is that horrible smell"?

"An omelet". Oscar raised his eyebrow.

"It's horrible. Oh god". You cupped your mouth and headed back into the bathroom. Heading right for the toilet.

"Oscar"? Cesar called Oscar to the kitchen. You slightly heard him yell. You wiped your mouth and tiptoed out of the bathroom and stood at the kitchen entrance.

"Um, I know this is none of my business but are you and Y/N using protection"? Cesar asked his older brother. "You know, wrapping before tapping"? Which he regretted immediately.

Oscar growled. "Go to school. Now".

"Fine. But she could be pregnant. If you arent wrapping it. Think about it". Cesar sighed, grabbing his pop tart and his book bag. He headed out the front door.

Your eyes grew wide. Pregnant? That never even crossed your mind. What the hell where you going to do, if you were?

You had to find out if pregnancy was causing you to be miserable. You made up an excuse to Oscar and headed to the store.

There were three different types of pregnancy tests and they were all starring you down.

Shaking your head you grabbed the first one and headed to the checkout. Sneakily you checked out cause Freeridge had a bug mouth and you couldnt risk Oscar finding out before you told him.

"Where did you go"? Oscar asked as you came into the house.

"Girly time". You spoke fast your mind didnt have time to rethink your answer and you bolted to the bathroom.

"Well, I guess you arent pregnant then". Oscar sighed and sat down on the couch. Still confused about what this sickness could be.

Ten minutes to go. You sat on the floor and waited. The test on the edge of the sink haunted you. Oscar has never said anything about kids. He was forced to take care of Cesar and didnt really get to be anybody but a dad. Finally Cesar was grown and he was free. This could be another set back for him.

Looking at your phone you had three minutes left. Three minutes until life changed or stayed the same.

What happens if you turned out like your mom? You were so worried about Oscar what about you? Your mom was never there, always in and out of your life. Oscar was there for you more than she was. You could count how many times she was there on one hand. You didn't want to be like her. Now you were freaking out even more inside.

Beep beep.

"Oh shit". You huffed blowing out a big puff of air as you reached up and grabbed the test.

You covered the result part with your hand. "If I'm pregnant, I vow to never be like my mother. I will always be there for my child even if Oscar doesnt want to be in its life. I will work as hard as I can to make sure it's well taken care of and doesnt have to worry about anything". You gulped and looked at the results.

Positive!

The weird thing, you felt relieved knowing. Like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. But the hard part came. Telling Spooky.

Coming out of the bathroom, Oscar was standing at the hallway entrance.

"You okay? Been in there awhile. Didnt hear no puking so what were you doing"?

"Thinking".

"About"? Oscar came over to the bathroom door and wrapped his arms around you.

"I'm pregnant, Oscar".

"I guessed that. We havent done much protecting when it came to that. How are you handling it"? Oscar rubbed your back.

"I'm scared to be honest. I'm worried how you'll take it. I'm scared shitless on how I'm going to be as a mom. Our parents weren't the greatest role models".

"I know. But I think we've done a pretty okay job raising Cesar".

"We"?

"Yeah. You've been there since he was little. You took care of him when I was in the pen. You look after both of us. So you're not like your mom. I'm nothing like my father. I stayed and raised him. I'm not going to run from you or my child. I'm here to stay. I made this little spooky jr, I'm going to take responsibility. You dont gotta worry about anything". Oscar squeezed you tight.

"How did I get so lucky to have you"? You cuddled up in his chest.

"I'm the lucky one. You're not afraid of me. Plus you let me touch your boobs". Oscar laughed. Making you roll your eyes.

"That's what got us in this situation we're in. But I wouldnt want to do it with anyone else. I love you Oscar".

"I love you too, Mi Amor". Oscar kissed your forehead. You both were worried and nervous but all parents are the first time. Now you gotta tell Cesar he's going to be an uncle.

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Hands off (Oscar Diaz Imagine)

(NOT MY GIF!! CREDIT TO OWNER!!)

Prompt: Hello :) I just finished reading all your Oscar work and I love it! I saw that requests were open so I thought maybe you could do a story about how spooky would react to another santos yelling at or shoving the reader? If not maybe have the reader be working at the bank the santos robbed and Oscar having this “love at first sight” thing with her when she’s scared but doesn’t show it? If you do both or either thank you so much! If not I’ll still look forward to any other work <3

Requested by: @Bae-b-cakes

If there was one thing that got Oscar triggered it would be when someone lays their hands on his girl. Doesn’t matter if its a guy or girl, anything as much as a finger gets near her then asses are about to be handed to them. Like tonight for example, the Santos decided to throw a party in order to celebrate the prophets being locked up. Everyone was drinking and having a good time, music was blasting through the stereos and cheers were being shouted out here and there.

Y/n was comfortably sitting on Oscar’ s lap with one arm wrapped around his neck and the other holding the cup in her hand. Occasionally Oscar would kiss her every few minutes just to see her get flustered but she didn’t complain. It was very rare that Oscar showed his real side in front of other people besides Y/n and Cesar, so to see him smiling and laughing put a big smile on her face.

Noticing that her cup was empty, she decided to get a refill but of course she couldn’t go without giving Oscar a kiss on the lips. Walking to the table full of drinks she grabs the bottle and starts to pour it in her cup. Once she sat the bottle down, Y/n turned around only to smack into somebody which caused her drink to spill on them. 

“Oh my god, I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t see you were there.” Y/n was quick to apologize to the guy but all she got in return was a disgusted and pissed off expression. 

“Are you fucking blind or something?” he spat at her as he glanced at his soaked shirt. 

“I swear it was a accident I-” she was cut off by the guy roughly shoving her which caused her to slightly lose her balance and fall on her butt. 

“Maybe next time watch what your doing, maybe then your stupid ass wouldn’t have done that.” the guy continued to seethe and Y/n continued to profusely apologize even as a few tears formed in her eyes. But as soon as she saw the figure behind this guy she quickly got up and dusted her pants off.

“What the hell is going on here?” Y/n started to panic as she saw Oscar’s face. Anytime he made that face she knew that he was getting ready to do something bad. 

“This bitch is the one who wasn’t paying attention and spilled her drink all over me.” the guy explained not knowing that Oscar was Y/n’s boyfriend. She held her breath as she watched Oscar roughly turn the guy around and lean down so that they were both at eye level. Everyone at the party began to notice and stopped to watch. 

“Don’t you ever call my girl a bitch.” Oscar roughly spoke as his grip on the guy’s shirt tightened up. Y/n took that as a sign to try and break it up before any fight was started. 

“Oscar stop, just leave it alone. No fighting tonight please.” Y/n begged him as she tried to get him to loosen his grip.

“Look man I didn’t know she was your girl” The guy tried to defend himself but he was now scared shitless, especially since more Santo members started to gather around them and boy were they ready to put their hands on someone. 

“Everyone here knows, rule number one, don’t ever touch the queen.” Oscar spat venomously as he shoved the guy to floor and grabbed Y/n by the waist. She watched him signal to the guys to drag him out of the party and let him take her back to the couch where he plopped her right back onto his lap.

“You okay bebe?” he asked gently as he pushed a strand of hair back that had fallen in her face. Although she was worried about the guy that was most likely getting a beating in the front lawn, she was just happy that Oscar didn’t get involved. 

“I’m fine.” she said and leaned in to kiss him which he happily obliged by pulling her closer. 

“I’m proud of you for having self-control.” she whispered in his ear after she pulled away from him. He gave her his signature smirk and leaned into give her a long steamy kiss that made her yearn for more than just lip-on-lip action.

“No one messes with my queen. Nobody”

A/N: I’m back!!! Anyone else watch season 3? I was completely shocked by the ending like what the fuck?!

[juliodiazwife]

Mi Hombre, O. Diaz

Summary: You overhear Monse trash talking about Oscar and you’ve had enough of him being painted as the villain. 

warnings: monse being a hater!, cute s h e t, freak s h e t  👅

word counter: 1.5K

requested by: @un-poetryy​

A/N: I always give the “bad” guys the benefit of the doubt because my attraction to toxic men began with Damon Salvatore LOL. Thank you for requesting, I love trying new things when writing for Spooky, this was fun! SEND ME ASKS/REQUESTS! I finally turned on the Anon option, heh. And don’t forget, please: follow, heart it and leave some comments, reblog and also turn on the notifs for when I post! Lots of love!!

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The sun is warm against your skin and the slight breeze is adding to a perfect summer day. Now that school is out, the public pool has extended it’s days of operations and hours, so here you are out with you boyfriend’s little brother and friends, tanning and having a relaxing day.

Oscar called you saying to meet him at the pool since he’s really trying to avoid spending any alone time at home with his estranged father. As you await his arrival, you’re laying back and letting the sun fill in the paler parts of your skin due to your bikini straps. And it’s been lovely but you’re starting to lose you’re patience as Monse, Cesar’s toxic ass girlfriend, keeps talking ill about Oscar.

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