#latrelle santos

[whereslynx]

can you write one where the reader and spooky are dating and they’re outside on a walk when a prophet rolls up on them with a gun and spooky protects the reader so at the end it’s kind of fluff

a/n: 🕺🕺

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You and Spooky strolled through Freeridge, the sun dipping low and casting long shadows across the sidewalk. The familiar sounds of laughter and distant music filled the air, wrapping you in a sense of belonging. You often took walks with Spooky, catching yourselves in the comfort of reminiscing on stale memories back when you were young. You could tell Spooky grew to rely on these walks—a chance to escape the reality of being a gang leader, and enter a bubble of sweet nostalgia of life before it got heavy.

Growing up here, you learned the unspoken rules: know your block, stay alert, and avoid unnecessary drama. But being alongside Spooky all your life, some of those rules got a bit too difficult.

“Yo, remember that time we almost got caught stealing snacks from the old corner store back in middle school?” Oscar laughed, brushing his shoulder against yours, his casual confidence making you smile.

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” you replied, shaking your head at the memory. “Maybe if that bag of chips didn’t fall outta your shirt, Mr. Cano wouldn’t have chased us down the street with his broom.” You teased with a faux frown, playfully nudging him with your shoulder.

Before Oscar could answer, a sleek green car rolled up beside you, the tinted windows reflecting the golden light. You felt a knot tighten in your stomach as the window slid down, revealing Latrelle, a notorious member of the Prophets. He leaned out, smirking with a cocky flair. “Well, well, look who we got here. Spooky and his girl. What a cute little scene.”

Your heart raced as you caught the dangerous glint in Latrelle’s eyes. Years of growing up in Freeridge had taught you the unspoken signals of trouble, and that smirk was a clear warning. Oscar’s playful demeanor shifted in an instant; the lightheartedness faded as he instinctively stepped in front of you, his posture tense and protective. “What do you want, Latrelle?” he asked, his voice steady but low, each word heavy with warning.

Latrelle chuckled, leaning out of the car, his tone dripping with mockery. “Just wanted to see if you’re still pretending to run these streets. This block ain’t safe for you, man. You know how it is.” He leaned back, surveying the two of you with an air of casual menace, his gaze lingering on your intertwined hands.

You squeezed Oscar’s hand tighter, feeling your heartbeat quicken. “We’re just out for a walk, nothing more,” you said, trying to keep your voice calm despite the tension tightening around you. Inside, however, adrenaline surged through your veins, preparing you for whatever might come next.

Latrelle’s grin widened, revealing a mix of amusement and menace, but the underlying threat was unmistakable. “Walks are nice, but I don’t like it when my territory gets disrespected. You know how it is, Spooky; the Prophets don’t play nice, especially with your kind strolling around here.” He leaned casually against the car, but his eyes were cold, scanning you both like prey.

The outline of a gun peeked from Latrelle’s waistband, its presence sending an icy chill down your spine. Oscar’s instincts kicked in; he stepped protectively in front of you, his body rigid and poised for action. “You Prophets think y’all the only ones strapped ‘round here?” he rasped, venom lacing his tone as he lifted the hem of his shirt, revealing a strap of his own, gleaming menacingly in the fading light.

The air crackled with tension as they exchanged heated glances, each man sizing the other up. You could feel every heartbeat thumping loudly in your ears, a primal instinct urging you to prepare for anything. “Guess it’s a show to see who reaches first,” Latrelle shot back, bravado dripping from his words, challenging Oscar to make a move.

Just then, the distant sound of a siren pierced the thick tension, causing Latrelle to hesitate, his bravado faltering for a split second. He glanced toward the noise, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face. “This ain’t over, Santos,” he muttered, retreating into his car with a final glare, his expression a mix of frustration and anger, before peeling away into the shadows of Freeridge.

You exhaled, relief flooding your veins as the immediate danger passed, the adrenaline slowly receding. Oscar turned to you, concern etched across his features, his dark eyes searching yours for any sign of fear. “You okay?” he asked, his voice low and steady, though you could hear the undercurrent of worry.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just… that was too close,” you replied, your voice trembling slightly, the weight of the moment still heavy in the air. You couldn’t help but feel the rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins, a chaotic mix of fear and exhilaration that made your heart race.

Oscar pulled you closer, his arm wrapping protectively around your shoulders, creating a barrier against the chaos of the streets. “I’m not letting anyone mess with you. You know that, right?” His grip was firm, reassuring, and a surge of safety washed over you.

You hesitated, your brow furrowing slightly. “Yeah, I know,” you said, but uncertainty lingered in your voice. The warmth of his body next to yours helped ground you, reminding you that you weren’t alone in this unpredictable world.

He gently grabbed your shoulders, locking his gaze onto yours. “Hey,” he said softly, squeezing your shoulders. “Nobody. You hear? Nobody.” The repeated reassurance hung in the air, wrapping around you like a protective blanket. You nodded slowly, feeling the weight of his words settle deep in your chest, knowing you could face whatever came your way as long as he was by your side.

Oscar’s laugh sliced through the tension like a knife, lightening the air around you. “Come on, let’s bounce before those fools decide to come back for round two. How about we hit up that taco spot we used to go to after school and pretend this whole mess was just a bad dream?”

His playful tone drew a genuine smile from you, the fear of moments ago melting away. “Tacos sound perfect,” you replied, imagining the warm tortillas and savory fillings that always made everything better.

As you strolled hand-in-hand, the vibrant pulse of Freeridge began to surround you once again. The rhythmic beat of reggaeton floated from a nearby block party, mingling with the laughter of kids playing in the streets. The familiar scents of street food—cilantro, lime, and sizzling carne asada—filled the air, bringing with them memories of carefree days spent in this lively neighborhood.

With Oscar beside you, his energy infectious, you felt the lingering weight of danger lift. It was as if the vibrancy of Freeridge had embraced you, reminding you that life could still be sweet amidst chaos. Together, you walked into the heart of your neighborhood, ready to savor not just tacos, but the warmth and safety that came with shared moments, knowing that with Oscar by your side, you could face anything the streets threw at you.

[ilovefanum]

if you're interesteddd I have a new book coming up called gravity

it's about spooky (Oscar Diaz) from on my blockkkk, so if you're interested, stay tuned!! (wattpad @/kiridoII uppercase ii at the end)

currently rewatching on my block & im feeling very nostalgic excuse me💔

[spacesuitsforemergency]

I think Latrelle is just gonna be like a genius and he made something very similar to the Cosmic Staff, and him and Courtney bickered for a long time cause he was trying to steal her spotlight and she was annoyed that he just came along with his own Cosmic Staff when she worked to earn hers, but now they have a sort of Cloak and Dagger partnership

But like he was in his school robotics club and STEM program, math has always been his easy subject so he wanted to challenge himself and start building things and solving bigger problems

But Latrelle always has his hair styled in really long dreadlocks that he ties either into a high ponytail or bun, and he wears red white and blue Air Jordan’s with his Starboy suit. He definitely wears a red jacket with the Starboy album cover on the back of it too cause style

[angelbabyszn]

Cruisin’ (Oscar X Reader)

Gif by @merakiaes

OMB Masterlist

G/N - Gang Name

B/F/N - Best Friend

F/C - Favorite Color

"Coming!" you shouted at the door in the kitchen as you were finishing dinner in your house. Somebody was at the door. 

The person outside in front of the door knocked again but more aggressively.

"I said I'm coming!" you shouted as you finished stirring the macaroni and cheese in the pot and putting on a top to keep warm.

The person knocked again even more aggressively which got on your last nerves. 

You slammed the spoon on the floor and then walked over to the door in anger. You grabbed the gun that was on the counter right next to the door.

You quickly opened the door with anger and pointed the gun out on the person that was behind the door. 

"WHAT?!" you shouted angrily with the gun in your hands in front of the person. Your eyes widened to see a single rose in front of your eyes.

You looked up from the rose to see the person who was in front of you to see Oscar: Your ex.

Just seeing him makes your heart full up with hate. 

You two were the perfect couple. Both leaders of both gangs. Yep, you run a gang called G/N. You and your best friend, B/F/N started it to protect women, teenage girls, and children and it was a success while going to community college.

Oscar took notice and watched your movements with your gang, making him interested.

When both of you finally got together after two years of the chase, you basically ruled Freeridge and nobody couldn't stop you with your two gangs together.

All of that ended with Oscar making his own moves for his own gang, resulting in your break up. It took you two years to get you back on your feet and be independent with your gang again.

Now in the present, you're a junior in college doing better than before with your gang and you're making history in your own hands while Oscar has been the same with the gang, not improving at all. .

"What do you want?" you said with a furious face as you still hold the gun to his heart. You can hear his heart beating normal through your gun.

"I was wondering if you want the G/N to participate in the gang drag race this Saturday." said Oscar, looking into your eyes with no fear of the gun that was on top of his heart.

"Why? What's the catch?" you asked with one of your eyebrows raised being conspicuous of the drag race.

"Oh um, the catch is being the superior gang of all Freeridge. I figured that would get you out there and ruling Freeridge with people knowing your name and won't mess with you."  said Oscar. 

You slowly put the gun down from his chest and you look back at him with a straight face.

"I'll think about it." you said and Oscar nodded and did a small smile. 

As much you hate him for what he did, you still like him and you hate what you do. The sad part is that you were about to say that you love him and you wanted to be with him forever.

But you know, it's whatever because you could've made the biggest mistake of your life if you stayed with him. Now you're even more successful and at a place where you wanted to be when you started the G/N.

You looked back at the single rose that Oscar was still holding in his right hand that was right in your face a few moments ago.

"Who's the rose for?" you asked him even know you already have an idea who's it for.

"For you. Y/N...I-"

You shut the door on his face and walked back into the kitchen like you never answered the door.

"Man, I drop my spoon to deal with his stupid a*s." you said looking at the spoon on the floor. You picked it up and put the spoon in the sink to clean later.

You heard the front door slammed and you looked up from the sink where you see B/F/N entering the house.

"Hey girl! You're going to tell me what was Spooky doing here a few moments ago?" B/F/N asked as she walked over to the island that was connected to the kitchen and took a seat.

"Asking me if I want to participate in this gang drag race this Saturday to be the most superior gang in Freeridge. I don't think we should go." you said B/F/N gave you a crazy face.

"Y/N-"

"What? Why do you want to do it?" you asked looking at her with a straight face with both hands on the edge of the counter.

"Cause, it would make G/N the unstoppable gang in Freeridge! What else?!" B/F/N with her eyes widened.

"Why do we need to do a race for a title? A title! A title doesn't make you unstoppable. They could give a gang the title with the dumbest person as their leader. It's a waste of time. We're already the most successful and only female gang in Freeridge. We made history already. We should keep this going and let it go on for generations." you said with a tone as you grab two cokes from the fridge and sliding one to B/F/N to make your point.

"Y/N, think about it. This would be good for our gang. We haven't had fun in a month because of school. Let's treat them. They have been doing amazing this past month." said B/F/N.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's do this. Where is it at?" you asked with a smile because you were happy you were doing this for your amazing gang.

"The start and end point is the beach. That's honestly a long way." said B/F/N looking at the invitation on her phone that Sad Eyes, her boyfriend sent her.

"Yeah it is. Um, B/F/N. One problem: I don't have a car!" you shouted the last part at her which made her eyes widened.

"Chill out. I know your car is in the shop. I'll ask Kiana, G/N's car girl to fix it up for you and Jhené, G/N's fashion designer to make you an outfit." said B/F/N as she was already sending messages to them.

"Why do I need a new outfit? What's wrong with my flame outfit?"

"Y/N, that's old. We need new things. We are not winning in some old outfit." said B/F/N, causing you to roll your eyes and take a sip of your soda.

"I'm so happy we're actually doing this. This is going to be amazing for our gang. I'm excited!" said B/F/N and she quickly went into her bedroom that was next to yours.

You sighed and took another sip of your soda. You started to think back at the little conversation you had earlier today.

Your eyes widened as the single rose came into your mind. It just made you remember when Oscar took you to a garden in the park. He puts a single rose in your hair after cutting the thorns off and kisses you. It was your first kiss with him and it was the most magical kiss to you.

"Y/N!"

You shake your head to get out of your trance and turn your head to the direction of your roommate's voice.

"Get in here so we can work on your hair for the drag race!" shouted B/F/N from her bedroom. You quickly put the food up for dinner and quickly go into her bedroom. 

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"Sup Spooky." said Sad Eyes as he came up to him at the beach at night with a drink in his right hand. They did their handshake.

"Are you ready to bring this home?" asked Sad Eyes looking at Oscar seriously.

"Yeah man. We need to end this war now and this may be our only shot of doing this." said Oscar and took a sip of his drink as he looked at the Prophet$ pulling up in their car.

The leader of the Prophet$ and Latrelle came out of their drag race car. They did a glare at Sad Eyes and Oscar as they enter the beach to wait for the race the start with the other members of their gang

"We got 19th street and the Prophet$ here now. Is the best woman you've ever been with in your whole life ex's G/N coming?" asked Sad Eyes and Oscar gave him a glare which Sad Eyes ignored.

"You're a dumba*s for what you did. It took her a year plus to get back on her feet and she was more successful with her gang than us. We barely involved Oscar!" shouted Sad Eyes and Oscar got up close to Sad Eyes’s face with a furious face.

"So what?! You think you can lead this gang? Go right ahead. You just need a f*cking brain to do it." said Oscar in a deep tone voice and breathing heavily. Sad Eyes didn't even change his straight expression on his face.

"Maybe I should, then. You haven't been the same since your breakup with her. She actually changed you for the better. Made moves to keep our gang on the map of Freeridge. The most disappointing part is that you still love her and you didn't have the chance to say it because of your actions. Think about that." said Sad Eyes. 

 Oscar still stares into his eyes, mad and still breathing heavily trying to stop every body part to not beat up the man that has been there for him for so many years of his life. 

"Are we interrupting something?"

Oscar and Sad Eyes turn their heads and Oscar's eyes widened along with his jaw and his drink in his hand dropped to the ground.

He sees you wearing a matching neon F/C leather crop top and skirt with white platform shoes on along with your hair tied up in two buns with neon F/C sticks holding them with sparkly clips in front of your head.

"Y/N, I think their bromance is having a little bump on the road." said B/F/N and both of you started to giggle. Oscar and Sad Eyes just glared at you two in annoyance.

"Okay, okay, sorry baby. I miss you." said B/F/N after she calms down, goes over to her boyfriend and kisses him.

As they kiss, Oscar looks over to you and you look back at him a moment later.

"Don't talk to me." you said serious as you put your hand in front of him before Oscar could open his mouth. 

"Let's go B/F/N and win this race." you said looking at her and Sad Eyes still kissing and you turn around and start to head back to the road.

A few moments later, you didn't hear footsteps behind you. You turn back around to see B/F/N still kissing Sad Eyes.

"You can make out with him later. Let's go!" you shouted and B/F/N quickly stopped kissing Sad Eyes. B/F/N mouthed sorry and he mouthed back it's okay.

B/F/N quickly goes up to you and both of you continue back to the road where your drag race car was.

Oscar starts to stare at you as you walk back to the road. He starts to remember when you used to get his opinion on your outfits at the mall when you were together with him.

"You could've been like us just now, Spooky." said Sad Eyes and Oscar looked at him with a glare. 

"Shut the f*ck up, mano. Nobody asked for your opinion." said Oscar with a grin on his face and he punched Sad Eyes on the right arm, causing Sad Eyes to laugh.

-

A few minutes later, everybody got into their cars. Oscar looks down to see you and B/F/N in a neon F/C Lamborghini that matches your outfit, causing his jaw to drop again.

"You like this whip puta?" said Sapo, the leader of 19th street chuckled along with his friend that was in the passenger seat.

"Who are you calling puta? You're the puta who thinks you're going to win this race." said Oscar and Sapo stopped laughing and rolled up the window. 

"Yo Monse, Lil Spooky's brother doesn't win, you should date me. We will be one power couple." said Latrelle, flirting while looking at Monse with a smirk when Cesar was next to her with his arm around her.

"Flirt with her again, I'll blast on your a*s!" said Cesar aggressively. 

Ruby and Jamal laugh underneath their breaths because they couldn't take it seriously when Cesar's starts to act all tough when everybody knows he is not about that life.

"Racers!" shouted Jasmine and all the drivers gave her their attention.

"Welcome to the first Freeridge Gang drag race! Whoever comes back here first becomes the superior gang of Freeridge! Start your engines!" shouted Jasmine and everybody in the driver's seats started while she took a puff of her inhaler.

"Y/N, please drive fast. I'm serious." said B/F/N in the passenger seat and you look at her crazy.

"Don't worry, I am. Just seeing my ex's face today made me want to win this more. I'm not letting him take that away. This..is ours." you said with a serious face, making B/F/N excited.

"Finally! Motivated Y/N is here! Let's do this!" said B/F/N and both of you quickly did your handshake and you looked back straight.

Jasmine pulls out a flag out of her boobs and holds it up in the air with her right hand.

"Are you ready?! Three!"

You put your hand on the petal. Oscar took one last glance at you before getting focused.

"Two!"

You and Oscar grip your wheel harder with both of your hands.

"One!"

Both of your faces turn serious with motivation and a passion to win.

"Go!"

All the cars speed off once Jasmine pulls her flag down to the ground and all the gangs start to cheer them on as the cars start going down the street fast.

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"Go Y/N!" shouted one of your other female friends that was holding a poster that had your gang name on it. You passed the community center fast with other people cheering about twenty minutes in when the race started.

"There's another one. We really protected girls of all ages when we started this gang. I'm so proud of us." said B/F/N with a smile and side hugs you.

"I love you B/F/N and I really want to hug you back right now but please don't hug me when I'm in the middle of a f*cking drag race!" you shouted and B/F/N quickly stopped. 

"Hey! We are almost there! We could actually win this!" said B/F/N as she looked at her map of Freeridge on her phone and saw where you were.

"That's great! We just need to go pass the park and the school and we will be back on the beach!" you said happily because you could actually win this and become superior.

"Not if I get there first!"

You look to your left to see Sapo driving next to you with an evil grin on his face. Oscar and Sad Eyes pull up driving right behind them after losing the Prophet$ behind to catch up.

"Y/N! Go!" shouted B/F/N and you quickly increased your speed. You went ahead and Sapo growled in anger and increased his speed along with Oscar right behind him.

You were driving past the park and you saw Sapo again right on top of you.

"We need to lose him." said B/F/N looking at Sapo behind and then looking at you.

"I've got this. Got a secret up my sleeve" you said and you quickly turned the corner and started to go down another road.

"Stupid puta. I'm going to win this." said Sapo and he starts to laugh as he zooms down the street to the street of Freeridge High School.

A moment later, Sapo saw another car next to him and his heart dropped when he realized it was his angry mom looking at him.

"Oh no." said Sapo and he pulled over quickly knowing he was in trouble.

"Whoa! Y/N, what do you do? I keep on seeing these posts about Sapo being stopped by-"

"Yep. That boy shouldn't be driving a car yet. He's fifteen! Fifteen B/F/N! Now, that price is as good as ours." you said with a grin. 

You zoom back on the street of the school to pass it and go down another road to start going to the beach again.

"Spoke too soon, G/N."

Turn your head to your left again to see Oscar and Sad Eyes in the signature red car everybody knows next to you.

"We met again Y/N." said Oscar and turned his head to look at you with a smirk.

"But this time, you lose." you said and you quickly pushed the pedal and you went faster.

Oscar quickly did the same thing and got back to the same speed as you. A few moments later, you and Oscar both cross the finish line as you came back to the beach as everybody cheered.

You quickly stopped the car and sat there with your head down trying to figure out what just happened.

"Did we-"

"No. It's a tie." said B/F/N looking at you with an upset face.

"Oh h*ll nah!" you shouted loudly and you quickly got out of the car. 

You stomped over to Oscar and Sad Eyes that was standing outside of the red car waiting for you and B/F/N.

"Y/N, it's official. It's a tie." said Sad Eyes and you became furious.

"It can't be a tie! That's impossible! It should be ours!" you shouted angrily at the men in front of you.

"Well that means our gang is whole again and superior. How about that, Y/N?" asked Oscar as he walked over to you and put his right arm around you. 

"Um no." you said and you quickly got his arm off of your shoulders. 

"This is unfair." you said and you cross your arms against your chest in annoyance and anger.

Oscar gives you a grin and it makes you look at him weird. He was amused by you being mad. 

"What's the grin for Spooky? It's creepy." you said looking at him crazy.

"It's still cute when you're mad." said Oscar and he chuckled underneath his breath. 

"Well-it's not! Stop laughing! I'm mad! It should've been us!" you said stuttering at the beginning and becoming serious and mad again.

"Remember on a night like this when it was 11:11 pm and I wish on something with you?" asked Oscar, moving closer to you.

"Spooky, what are you-"

"I said: I wish for us to stay forever." said Oscar, moving even closer to you. You backed up from him to keep the distance between both of you.

"And we didn't so bye." you said starting to walk away until Sad Eyes and B/F/N stopped you and turned you back around to Oscar.

"Y/N...I love you. Nobody is like you. I'm so sorry for what I did. I regret it everyday because I didn't have you by my side. You make me a better person. said Oscar, confessing as he was looking into your eyes and moving closer but you stepped back again.

"Y/N, please. Do you still have feelings for me?" asked Oscar looking into your eyes but you looked away.

You know if you look into his eyes again, you are going to fall hard into him again and you don't want that to happen.

"Y/N, please look at me. I'm sorry. Let me treat you better, reina." said Oscar. 

You hesitated what to do until you slowly looked back up at him and your heart skipped a beat as you saw Oscar's eyes dilating bigger every second passes looking at you.

"I've swear if y'all don't be kissing in the next few seconds, I'ma force some things okay?" said B/F/N which interrupts you and Oscar's moment.

"B/F/N!" you shouted looking at her with wide eyes.

"What? You was just talking about you love hi-"

"Come on B/F/N." said Sad Eyes picking up B/F/N in bridal style and going to the beach.

"You love me?" asked Oscar and you looked back up at him quickly.

"I, um, I..." you stuttered not knowing what to say.

"Don't say anything." said Oscar and he slowly pulled you closer to him by your waist. You started to hesitate again now knowing what to do now until he kisses you slowly and softly.

You felt everything again once he kissed you again. You miss this so much. You kissed him again which caught Oscar's surprise but he kissed you again back immediately with a grin.

You try to pull back after he kisses you again but he wouldn't.

"Spooky." you said after you successfully move your lips from his but he keeps on giving you small kisses on your neck.

"Oscar." you said and he immediately stopped and gave you his full attention.

"Since you ended our relationship in the first place, I think you should be the person who would have to put the effort for us to be together again." you said with a serious face.

As much as you love saying I love you and him saying it back now, he is still the whole reason that both of you both ended in the first place. 

"Oh course. As long as you're in my life, I'll do anything to be back together with you." said Oscar and he grabs both of your hands and kisses both of them at the same time.

You smiled and you gave him a grin which made him look at you in confusion.

"First things first, carry me." you said and Oscar shook his head by your silliness and he picked you up in bridal style as quickly as he could.

"How long of this 'effort' I have to do?" asked Oscar, looking at you in his arms.

"Until I call it." you said as Oscar started to walk to the beach with you in his arms.

"Fine by me, as long as I'm with you." said Oscar with a smile, causing you to blush. That made him smile even more because he still has an effect on you.

"Once we get back together, I'm taking this little outfit you're wearing. Nobody should see you in this except me." said Oscar staring at you.

"You ain't taking this. I'm keeping it and who said you were my boyfriend again?" you said looking at him side-eyed.

"Sorry reina. I don't want people to see you dressed like this. It makes me jealous." said Oscar. 

"Awe..." you said, looking at him and you gave him a kiss on the cheek which made him smile.

Eventually after a month or two, you got back together with Oscar and he was treating you right like the reina you are as you were ruling Freeridge with the G/N and the Santos as superiors.

[mochamamii]

latrelle could kill everybody on tha show and I’d still let him pipe 👌🏾👌🏾✌🏾

[lizzybeth-eleventyseven]

Latrelle

Cesar couldnt finish things with latrelle because in his mind latrelle had always been his neighbor and childhood friend, while everyone else saw him as the guy who shot olivia and ruby.

[mortaltundra]

First of all I love OMB, but like I'm gonna...

Stick up for my papi chulo Oscar "Spooky" Diaz, because I feel like y'all really just taking him for a bad guy on the whole Cesar vs. Latrelle thing but there is something you must understand. Oscar is trying to stick around for his baby brother and make sure that if anything happens to him Cesar can handle himself out in these streets. Because he is the little brother of a gang leader The Prophets are already checkin for him and Oscar knows this. That is why he is trying to make sure that Lil Spooky is prepared for anything and everything that could happen to him. I seen a lot of people saying that they were hoping Spooky took out Latrelle instead of pressuring Cesar to do it, but the fact is Oscar has two strikes against him and if he gets another he is going back to prison for life. In this case Cesar is going to have to stand up, because he is next in line to be leader if anything happens to his brother and the Santos will be looking at him for guidance (some of you will probably ask yourselves why it wasn't like that when Oscar was in jail the other two times, but that is because first of all Cesar was way too young, second of all he was only affiliated and hadn't actually been jumped into the gang, and third of all Oscar was probably constantly in contact with the gang from inside prison making sure that things got taken care of). If Oscar dies then Cesar will have to step up in that case as well, so basically what I am trying to say is that Spooky isn't a bad guy for the whole Latrelle thing. Latrelle pulling a gun on Cesar made things very real for Spooky and he realized that he was gonna have to help is brother figure out the rules of the streets. He is just trying to secure his brother's future like he said, because if Latrelle was really about that life he would've shot Cesar on sight when he pulled the gun on him the first time and because Cesar didn't shot Latrelle when he had the chance Ruby is the one with his life on the line.

[fandomgalore-blog]

Just finished the final season of On My Block! I’m super sad that it ended, but I’m also glad they didn’t drag it out too long to the point that it would be ruined. Here are my thoughts:

- I love Jamal and abuela’s relationship so much. I don’t doubt he’ll name his future daughter after her if he has one tbh

- Monse had a fantastic character arc and development. I loved her the entire season

- I’m glad Cesar thanked Jamal cuz the dude deserves a million thanks for all the shit he saved the group from

- Loved that abuela left a map for them!!!

- I was actually relieved that the finale was 100% happiness because honestly they deserved it

- Chivo is one of the best side characters ever

- Never thought I’d see Latrelle again, especially another interaction with Ruby, but I’m glad since it was great

- Jamal is the best of the core four. Don’t at me

- I’ve always known Spooky was gonna die and I could tell he was going to when he was packing, but I still felt awful after watching him go out like that

- The parents on this show are so fucking funny

- I loved the realistic ending of neither of the main couples ending up together, but it’s obvious they’ll find their way back some way

- Spooky’s ash spreading was so perfect and then them getting so ridiculously intoxicated right after was even better

- Monse and Jasmine’s relationship was top tier this season

- Jasmine and Jamal were also a fantastic duo

- I sometimes wonder how different the show would be with Olivia, however I don’t miss her

- Jamal having beef with Monse was so funny despite it being petty asf

- Also, Jamal’s little crush on Monse was a great comical twist

- I’m glad Jasmine was finding herself, and I hate that she couldn’t go to Berkeley, but at least she’s happy

- I loved the flashbacks, but I wish they showed some of Jamal being cast aside by Ruby and Jasmine, and how Ruby drifted from Monse

- I loved that Monse and Vero ended up squashing their beef in the end

- Lil Ricky reveal was satisfying to me for some reason despite him not being what I thought he’d be

- I’m glad Monse and her family found peace within her mom’s book for her

- I’m glad the Santos let Cesar leave without a fight

- The first Ruby and Jasmine sex scene where Ruby’s parents were just outside the doors was funny as hell

- The kids explaining all four seasons to their parents was also comedy gold

- Where the fuck is the roller world money????

- Overall, this was a great final season despite its loose ends, and I will miss this show a lot. Hopefully Netflix will make similar ones in the future without canceling it hella early or some shit like that

That’s it for now, but I no doubt will add or subtract from this list in the future. Let me know if you agree or disagree!

[intomusings]

﹒﹒   male   names   masterlist     !

in honor of my third milestone on here ( thank you sm ) , i’ve decided to release a master list of 400+male names i personally love and think could be used more in the community . this was also requested by a few anons and names will be added to the list frequently . the names are sorted by first letter but not alphabetically within each letter category . if you found this useful , feel free to like or reblog to spread this !

A : alston, ander, adamo, alex, austen, ace, arian, adrian, atlas, augustus, axel, archer, angel, archie, aaron, abel, asher, amir, adriel, andrew, ace, alejandro, arlo, adonis, atticus, abram, ambrose. 

B : bryce, bryson, benji, bellamy, banks, bear, beau, bentley, barrett, brody, brayden, bennett, braxton, bowen, briggs, baker, bruce, benson, bristol, boston, brycen, bryant, brock, brendan, bruno, byron, braden, bronson, braeson.

C : colton, cartier, cyrus, caleb, carter, cedric, carson, cohen, calvin, callum, casper, caspius, chase, cole, connor, camden, colt, caden, cash, crew, chance, clayton, cruz, cairo, corbin, colson, cesar, clark. 

D : damon, damien, darren, dylan, dominic, declan, dean, dario, drew, dimitri, dakota, dawson, daxton, dante, desmond, denver, dax, deacon, drake, derrick, darius, duke, deandre, dash, dilan, dayton, duncan, dior. 

E : eduardo, edward, elias, emilien, evan, easton, everett, emmett, enzo, ezra, elliot, emmanuel, ezekial, elias, emerson, eric, emory, edwin, elian, esteban, edison, emir, everest, eliseo, everley.

F : florencio, flynn, fabio, forester, francis, flynn, fallon, finn, finnick, felix, fernando, finnegan, fabian, ford, forbes, fletcher, fisher, fox, fitz, flint, fulton. 

G : giovanni, gage, gomez, grayson, griffin, grant, graham, gavin, grant, gianni, gunner, gideon, gregory, grey, gustavo, guillermo, gentry, gadiel, gabriel. 

H : halton, herman, holden, hayes, hudson, hayden, harrison, harlow, harvey, hugo, hank, henley, holland, hamza, hugh, houston, hakeem. 

I : isaac, icarius, idris, ian, ivan, isaiah, ismael, ilan, irvin, iain. 

J : julian, juniper, joao, joaquim, jordan, jaxton, joshua, josiah, javier, jayden, justin, jonah, jace, jasper, jay, jj, jackson, jeremiah, judah, joel, jensen, jaylen, jonas, jamal. 

K : kai, kolton, kaleb, klaus, kyrie, kingston, kayden, king, kobe, knox, kyler, kaden, khalil, kane, killian, keegan, kian, kamden, kieran, keanu, kyland, kareem, kasen, 

L : liam, lukas, logan, lucien, lawrence, leo, leighton, leon, lindell, lamar, latrell, larson, lance, levi, luke, landon, luca, lincoln, landon, lorenzo, london, lennox, leonel, lawson, luciano, layton, lux, leroy, lamar. 

M : micaiah, mateo, marcell, manny, mac, malcolm, mckay, meechie, matias, mason, maverick, mitch, murphy, miles, malachi, maddox, marshall, malik, moses, marvin, milo. 

N : noah, nicolai, nasir, nico, nash, neymar, naveen, nehemiah, nixon, nelson, nigel, niles, nolyn, namir. 

O : orlando, ozzy, oliver, omar, orion, otto, odin, otis, oskar, osvaldo, owen. 

P : peyton, parker, pearce, prince, preston, porter, pierre, penn, patton, paxton, paolo, pope, percy. 

Q : quentin, quinn, quint, quang. 

R : roman, rowan, reid, riggs, reece, rafael, ryland, roland, ronan, rhett, rhys, rory, rainer, roscoe, rocco, ryder, ryker, remington, russell, romeo, raiden, ruben, ridge, rex, rudy, remy. 

S : sawyer, spencer, salem, salvatore, stefan, samson, sebastian, samuel, santiago, silas, sutton, sterling, sully, sergio, seth, santino, santibel, soren, saint, samir, saul, sal, santos, slater, santino. 

T : tyson, tyrin, taylor, teagan, tobias, troye, tristan, tucker, theo, torrento, tanner, travis, tripp, trenton, trey, tomas, talon, thad, terrance, teddy. 

U : uriel, ulysesses, umar, urbane, uri, ursel, usher. 

V : valencio, victor, valence, valentino, vance, victor, vaughn, vincent, virgil, vernon, vander, vito, vero, villard. 

W : wick, walker, weston, wyatt, wolfgang, wells, wilder, wesley, walter, warren, wade, winston, watson, wiley, waylen. 

X : xavier, xander, xane, xavion, xavi, xiomar, xackery, xan. 

Y : yosef, yosan, york, yasir, yoel, yuri, yannis.

Z : zane, zakhar, zavier, zion, zahir, zev, zeus, zacharias.

[whereslynx]

[PART 2] Stepping in for Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

pov: mothering a child who isn’t yours isn’t easy, especially if it’s the leader of the santos’ younger brother; you’d know, you’ve been doing it since the end of your high school years. but for oscar — god, for that man, you’d do anything.

PART 1 (LINK)

a/n: thank you for the support guys :) i appreciate it so much !!

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God, you couldn’t have been any more wrong.

Everything wasn’t okay. Cesar wasn’t safer. In fact, within the short span of Oscar being home, he was jumped into the Santos, rolled up on, ordered to kill a prophet. And now, they beat him to a pulp and basically ejected him from not only the Santos, but from his home after Latrelle was found alive, resulting in the death of Olivia and injury of Ruby. Cesar’s life was falling apart fast and you couldn’t do anything about it.

The first few weeks of Oscar getting released was filled with you smothering him with your love. Your undying loyalty for his— your family was evident within Cesar’s healthy figure. He was beyond proud and grateful that you stuck around for something that you didn’t sign up for, and he made sure you knew that. But when the days went by and more and more unfortunate events preyed on Cesar’s life after he joined the Santos, it all pushed you to distance yourself from Oscar by the hour.

He still remembers the night you found out Cesar was jumped in. The two Diaz boys will never forget how only a shaken gasp just left your lips when you lifted up his shirt. You didn’t shout or cry when you saw Cesar come home with Oscar with a bruised stomach, only biting back a cry and slamming the front door behind you without a word. The silence in the house after you left was overwhelming, pushing Cesar to twist the doorknob with the intent to explain himself to you. “Don’t. I know how she is when she gets like this.” Oscar barked just as about Cesar was going to run after you, “She needs space. Leave her be, vale?” he said, not even turning to face him as he spoke. Almost as if he didn’t want Cesar to see his expression, afraid to show weakness or vulnerability. Cesar sheepishly nodded, “Claro.” he responded with a mumble before leaving quietly to his room. You didn’t return until hours later with a tear stained face, slipping into you and Oscar’s shared bed without a word. You didn’t know if he was awake or not, but you didn’t want to know because the rest of the night was filled with a consuming silence.

The life of being in a gang wasn’t foreign to you. You grew up in Freeridge and around Santos all your life, and your relationship with Oscar that’s been ongoing since high school allowed you to bear witness to the gang life. But seeing the boy you considered your baby live through it brought sorrow to your heart, especially when Oscar had kicked him out of the house. You were torn between the weight of understanding what Oscar had to do because of Cuchillos, and whacking him over the head for kicking your baby boy out.

You weren’t Cesar’s biological mother, but you raised him since he was a child whilst Oscar was locked up. He was your everything, he taught you what it was to be a mother before you even bared your own child. And you hated to admit it because you swore to love Oscar through everything, but an overwhelming sense of anger stirred in you. You were angry that Cesar had to be jumped into the gang, and you were angry at the circumstances that you and Oscar had to deal with.

Your late night thoughts were put on halt when you felt the other side of the bed slightly sink, telling you that Oscar was home. But you didn’t shift in the bed, you didn’t turn around and whisper a quiet hello with a sweet kiss like you always did— No, you stayed under the covers with your back turned on him. He must’ve known you were awake because you felt his eyes on you, the silence sewing tension into the atmosphere. “Damn. Got yo’ back turned on me and everything, ma.” Oscar grunted from the edge of the bed, “What’s up with you?” he asked, a tinge of frustration in his tone. When you didn’t respond, a ‘tsk’ left Oscar’s lips as his gaze fixated on the narrow shaft of the midnight sky that broke through the darkness. Its light slipped through the crack of the curtains, illuminating the dark room with a soft, silver glow.

With a sharp inhale of a ravening fury, you sat up in the bed and turned to Oscar with furrowed brows, “Fuck you mean what’s up with me, Oscar?” you hissed with an expression of anger, “Do you expect me to shower you with affection while the boy I— We, raised is out on the streets?” you shook your head, running a hand down your face.

Oscar would’ve been a terrible boyfriend if he hadn’t recognised that look on your face. That same look on your face, was the same look you had on the day he was arrested. It was a look of sorrow and anxiety masked and disguised with an unshaken wrath.

“You think it’s any easier for me to handle?” Oscar said with a frown, “I’m as fucked up over it as you are, mami.” he growled, his jaw tightening under the intensity before he stood up from the bed and began pacing around the room. You only scoffed a laugh, swinging your legs off the bed as your feet touched the cold wooden floor, “Then why did you jump him in!?” you yelled, the volume of your voice rising without care. Cesar’s absence from home was only a bitter reminder that there was nobody left to hide your guys’ arguments from. “It was to protect him!” Oscar yelled back, his hands balling into fists. “Oh please, Oscar.” A baffled laugh left your lips, “I didn’t know you were protecting him when he came to me, crying his damn ass off because you and your manos, took him to kill a fucking prophet!” you contested, pointing a finger at him from the other side of the bed. Oscar shook his head, “Well, it’s a good thing he didn’t do it.” he grumbled, “That’s what got him kicked out in the first place.”

“Do you know how much it messes with my mental seeing my baby go through that? To have to stand by and watch him get kicked out the house by his own older brother?” You said with a quivering bottom lip, your furrowed brows marking your forehead with creases. Oscar covered his eyes with his hand, pinching the bridge of his nose, “You don’t understand, I had to. Cuchillos—“

“Fuck Cuchillos! She, outta all people should understand this twisted feeling that messes with my head every night.” You snapped, tears swelling your eyes, “Look, you did what you had to do. From a Santo’s perspective, it’s hard to do, but from a mother’s, it’s crushing. I only beg of you to see this situation as Oscar, not Spooky.” you muttered, your anger dissipating into a unresolvable state of grief once tears fell down your face.

The familiar sound of silence fell onto youse heavily, the two of you only staring at each other with broken expressions; a silent way of communicating how youse truly felt, without the burden of carrying it with words.

Oscar broke your mutual gaze, a deep sigh leaving him as he sniffled. Making his way to the other side of the bed, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling your tear stained faced against his chest. It was a gesture that you two weren’t strangers to, but you still found yourself tensing up. It’d been so long since you two embraced with the same warmth that youse prided yourselves on. But tonight, the warmth of genuine love indulged itself into the embrace, allowing you to ease into the hug. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting a soft sob leave your lips. The weight of witnessing Cesar’s life fall apart wasn’t only dragging you down, but on Oscar as well.

“I’m sorry.” Oscar mumbled, his head leaned down to rest on your shoulder, “I have a plan. I’ll bring Cesar back, I promise.” he assured you, softly tightening his grip as a sign of his loyalty to his words. You could only nod silently, melting into his touch. “I love you.” He whispered, planting a soft kiss onto your shoulder. “I love you.” You said softly.

The life you two led was not a life of privilege, but it was undeniable that youse did find privilege in being able to walk through it together. Despite the losses that your journey might meet, with Oscar, you were sure that you would stumble, but not fall.

[ilovefanum]

GRAVITY is out now !! 🫶🏾💕

(also finished watching arcane, ekko carried)

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 | Oscar Diaz

[ctrlsznwrites]

DON'T WALK AWAY

about — Cesar turns up at Oscars girlfriend house looking for a place to stay and ends up telling her about what happened at Olivia’s birthday and the aftermath of it. This doesn’t sit right with her so she goes and pays Oscar a little visit.

pairing — Oscar ‘Spooky’ Diaz x Black Female OC | Deja |

prompt — “You lied to me!”

author’s note — Honestly this is really decent at best lol, but I did have fun writing it because I’ve never really wrote angst before. so it’s something new and please leave feedback to let me know how you think I wrote Oscar.

A knock on her door at nine in the morning surprised Deja, as anyone who knew her knew not to come over her house unannounced. She quickly set her cup of tea down as the knocks became more frantic, making her way to the door.

Once she opens it she sees her boyfriend’s little brother Cesar, with only a bag on his shoulder. She studied his facial expression noticing how tired he looked, stepping to the side she let him in not knowing why he was here.

“Do you want something to drink or eat Cesar? I was just about to make breakfast.”

“Yeah,” he chuckled softly “that’s be nice, Dej.”

“So, you think I’m just gonna make breakfast by myself. No, take your shoes off and put them by the door and wash your hands boy. You’re helping me make breakfast.” She instructed pouting to the door for him to put his shoes near it.

“And while we cook you’re going to tell me what you and Oscar fought about. And also, why you choose to come to my place instead of your little girlfriends.”

He nodded doing as she said as she made her way to the kitchen getting out the waffle maker and the pancake mix. As she continued to get everything set up, she had a feeling that this was gonna be a conversation she was going to have to mention to Oscar later on today.

Turning on the frying pan she placed the bacon in the pan and let it start cooking. “Alright, I hate to bring this up, but I have a feeling this has to do with what happened to Olivia right?”

Cesar’s breath hitches and shoulders tense at the mention of the dead girl, he dried his hands turning around to look at Deja.

“It’s more about what I didn’t handle with Latrelle.”

Deja looked for him to continue speaking, hopefully getting to the point of why he’s here. “Can we please talk about this after breakfast. I just need a moment to not think about it?” He begged hopefully.

She agreed to it pulling him into a hug kissing his forehead. “I’m always here if you need me, just know that. Now make the pancake mix and I have chocolate chips in the pantry if you want to add some.”

The two continued making breakfast and just talking about the trip Deja just got back from. Visiting a few family members, she had in Miami, for about a week. By the time they finished eating the two had the conversation Cesar dreaded to have. He discussed the conversation between him and Oscar leading to him being kicked out because he didn’t kill Latrelle when he had the chances Which resulted in him watching his best friend and ex-girlfriend get shot at her quinceañera.

“Did he even try to convince them to let you stay with him?”

“I honestly don’t even know Deja, but I just need a few days to stay here. I tried staying at Ruby’s, but I know how they feel about what happened, just please don’t tell Oscar I’m not supposed to stay at a Santos girls place either.”

“Cesar if I have to break up with Oscar to make sure you’re safe I will. And I’ll get a gun too just in case anybody wants to try it. Now stay here and relax. I have a few errands to run today. Don’t answer the door either, for anyone.” Deja quickly made her way to her room changing before saying a goodbye to Cesar making her way over to Oscars place.

Once she arrived she got out of the car noticing there were a few Santos members littered around the front yard. This caused her to be angered more than she already was when she locked eyes with Oscar.

Walking up to him, she couldn’t help but want to smack the ever-loving shit out of him. “Oscar, we need to talk.”

“Not right now, I’m- I don’t give fuck about what you’re doing we need to talk right. fucking. now Oscar.” She emphasized.

He looked up and down as he felt his temper rise.

“Alright what do you want to talk about?” He replied sitting back on the couch.

“You really want to do this in front of your boys?” He smirked, nodding for her to continue.

Deja scuffed not believing he was acting this much of an ass. “So why the fuck did you lie to me about Cesar?”

“And how is that any of your business.”

“Bitch don’t play with me; I took care of him those four years your ass got locked up. So, it is my fucking business Oscar I don’t care if we broke up today he’s always going to be my fucking business. I can’t believe you have to audacity to even ask me that dumb ass question!”

Deja watched his face contort into one of anger, it usually makes her a bit uneasy. But she could give less than a damn right now especially. That was until he got up standing a few centimeters away from her face.

“Watch how you talk to me.”

“I’ll watch how I talk you once we figure how to fuck to help Cesar!” She yelled back, this caused him to grab her arm making his way into the house.

“Don’t ever fucking grab my arm like that again! What the hell is up with you? Kicking Cesar out after you told me you would make sure he would stay with you!”

“You lied to me!”

“Didn’t I just say for you to watch how you talk to me, lower your voice. And there’s nothing more I can do, I talked to the Santos about it and they don’t want to keep him in the gang, Deja. And he can’t stay with you.”

This caused her to look at him like he had lost his mind. “I don’t give a fuck about what the Santos say I can’t do. He’s staying with me, until you sort this shit out.”

He let out a frustrated sigh knowing that this was going to happen. He dragged his hands down his face before looking at Deja noticing how mad she truly was and didn’t blame her for being this mad at him. She thought he was just abandoning his little brother, tossing him to the streets.

And for how long to two had been together which was six almost seven years, she took Cesar in as her little brother. The two stood there looking at each other in a heated silence, Deja couldn’t believe how nonchalant about his little brothers’ situation.

“So, is there nothing you can do to help him? He’s just supposed to live on the streets. This is why you took care of him so he wouldn’t have to deal with why you dealt with but you’re only making it worse Oscar.”

“You don’t think I know that!” He exclaimed, walking towards her.

“You don’t think this isn’t fucking with me. I had to watch him beg for me to take him back in and I just had to turn him away and act like everything was fine. Buts it fucking not! I promise I’m trying to work on something Deja, I’ll let you and him know when I can do something about it, but until then he can’t stay with you! It’s too dangerous.” Deja took in everything he said, noting that by his expressiveness that he was trying but she just couldn’t come to terms with having to kick Cesar out.

She stayed silent not making eye contact with him not knowing what to say or do. “Just please figure out something fast. I don’t want anything bad to happen to him.” She stressed looking at him pulling him in for a quick hug.

Oscar kisses her forehead hugging her a little tighter trying to figure out how to help his little brother.

[spacesuitsforemergency]

I’m also changing Starboy’s name to Latrelle Santos, I’m debating on just giving him a Cosmic Staff and there being two of them or if he has something similar, but anyways, Latrelle is partners with Courtney Whitmore and is a prodigy of Starman as well. Latrelle is from Dakota City, where his parents own a bodega (his dad is Puerto Rican while his mom is African American)

But of course his favorite song is Starboy by The Weeknd, it’s literally his theme song and he will play it from his phone as he fights crime because he need music for everything

[perksofbeingjune20]

Spooky (Dad x adoptive daughter)

(Instead of Spooky getting shot, his adoptive daughter jumped in front of him taking the shots but survive)

This is Kiara Diaz↓↓↓

It's been months since my dad Oscar Diaz left the Santos gang to better his life and raised me right.

Yep you guys heard me right, Oscar Diaz aka Spooky is my dad well my adoptive dad.

Hi my name is Kiara Diaz.

I met Spooky when I was just five years old when some gang members from the prophet$ was trying to rob my parents which they refused and they was killed in front of me. So I took off running as fast as I could but they ended up catching and beat me up until Spooky and his gang members saved me.

After that, Spooky took me in and raised me like his own until on my birthday, he adopted me. The Santos gang became like a family to me, Sad Eyes who is my dad's best friend became my uncle and then I met my dad's brother Cesar Diaz.

When I met his brother Cesar, he welcomed me with open arms and introduced me to his friends Ruby, Jamal, Monse, and Jasmine who was nice to me and hung out with me.

As I grew up, my life went on a crazy ride from Cesar getting jumped into the gang to him failing to kill Latrelle from the prophet$ to him on the run to Jamal finding the Rollerworld money to Ruby and Olivia getting shot which lead to Ruby surving but not Olivia to Cuchillos asking Cesar and his friends to find Lil Ricky to Cuchillos getting killed by 19th Street.

I also went through the chaos with the group's relationship and Monse leaving for private school. I even got to meet my grandpa Ray aka Spooky and Cesar's dad, at first my dad didn't like the fact he just came back into their lives but he accepted him in the long run.

Spooky made sure he raised me different, he didn't want me in the gang. Even though he was tough, he actually wanted me to focus on school and my music, now I'm in college for music/writing with an college scholarship with my boyfriend Alex Gray who is in college for music/writing as well which we are thinking about making music together

This is Alex Gray (Kiara's boyfriend)↓↓↓

I met Alex in high school when we were 17 when he walked in the music room during lunch when I was singing and working on a project and from that day we hit it off, of course my dad was overprotective of me but accept my relationship with Alex.

Then my dad found love and got married to a girl named Isabel who accepted me like her own and is now expecting a baby girl which I'm so excited to have a little sister.

Now my life is even more crazier, Cesar is now the leader of the Santos, I found out when my dad had a private conversation with my uncle Sad Eyes which Cesar found out and came to our house with some of the gang and his new girlfriend Vero damaging the car and threaten my mother's life which I didn't take kindly putting Cesar in his place.

Flashback↓↓↓

Cesar walked up to my dad with the bat in his hand and said

"Next time it won't be the car" threatening my mom life's including his niece

That made me mad causing me to get in front of my dad pushing Cesar which the Santos didn't like and tried to walked up on me but I gave them a look to not fuck with me.

I looked at Cesar angry and upset saying

"I don't give two fucks if you're the leader of the Santos now but what you're not going to do is threaten my mom's life including my baby sister's life who happens to be your niece so let me tell you this *getting in his face* if you attempt or even dare try to harm them, I won't hesitant putting a bullet between your eyes, I don't have to be in a gang to do it" pushing his head hard with my fingers.

Then his new girlfriend Vero got mad and walked up to me getting my face saying

"You better show him some respect" jabbing her finger hard into my shoulder.

I scoffed looking at her saying

"Vero right?, look here ms I'm the shit, this is a family matter between me, him and my dad. It has nothing to do with you so I suggest you stay in your place unless you want to get your ass beat got it puta?" getting in her face.

End of flashback↓↓↓

Since that incident, my dad decided it's best that we should move to Portland where it's safer for all of us. Of course my boyfriend Alex decided he'll come with me and thought it's time that we should live together.

So we're packing our stuff in boxes and taking it to the moving truck when we see Cesar across the street looking at us upset so we let him in the house as we sat down to listen to what Cesar got to say.

Cesar looked out the window as he said to my dad

"You were right...about everything"

I looked down at my hands knowing what he was talking about as my dad looked at him saying

"Let me call Sad Eyes"

Cesar sighed looking at us saying

"I've been put off"

I looked at him with a sad look as my dad got up to say something to him, Cesar looked at him saying

"I'm scared Oscar"

My dad looks him saying

"I know"

Cesar looks at him sad saying

"I'm sorry * looks at me* and I'm sorry too Kiara for offending you in any kind of way"

I got up from my chair, walked over to him and gave him a hug saying

"It's ok Cesar, it's gonna be okay"

My dad place his hand on his shoulder in comforting way saying

"This is what it's about mano, this moment of clarity *he hits his chest softly* we'll figure it out"

Cesar looks at him for a minute as he walked off looking at the house saying

"How much longer you got this place"

I looked at him saying

"The week"

Cesar looked at my dad saying

"Can I live here? Until I figure out a living sitch?, I'll make sure it's clean and I'll turn in the keys too"

My dad looks at him shaking his head saying

"Yeah. Sure. Sure."

Then my dad looks at the ground then at Cesar saying

"Or you can come with me and Kiara to Portland" smiling softly at him as he continue saying

"We can leave tonight"

Cesar looks at him shaking his head no as he say

"I can't"

I looked at him and said

"Why? What's keeping you here?"

Cesar looks at me with a sad look saying

"My life"

I looked at him with a sad look saying

"What life? Cesar come with us and build one"

My dad looks at him saying

"Mira, remember when we were on the beach, and you said you wanted us to live above my restaurant? Well, the space I found has a studio above it, I was gonna use it as an office but you can even live there if you want, I know it's not the beach but it's a start. You can go to school, you still wanna be an architect? Do it! Whatever you wanna do, you can do it from there, you can do it with me but you can't do it here."

Cesar sighed as he looked around and said

"What about Vero?"

I scoffed looking at Cesar saying

"¿Qué hay de esa perra irrespetuosa?"

(Translation : "What about that disrespectful ass puta?")

(I'm using Google translate so bear with me lol)

My dad looks at me saying

"Kiara"

I mumbled sorry as my dad looks at Cesar and say

"If she loves you, she'll understand"

Cesar look at my dad for a good minute until he said

"Okay. Yeah let's do it" causing me to smile and say

"Yeah?"

Cesar gives me a soft smile saying

"I'm gonna come with you"

I gives him a hug and look at him smiling saying

"I'm so excited, it's been a while since I kicked your ass in Call of Duty and I can't wait for you to my boyfriend Alex"

Cesar chuckles at my excitement saying

"You gotta a boyfriend? Is he treating right? He better be treating you right"

I playfully rolled my eyes saying

"Ugh you sound like my dad"

My dad chuckles as he hugs Cesar all excited that he agree to come with us, my dad looks at him saying

"This is our moment cabrón, we're gonna be a real family. A real, real one this time" as he chuckles softly.

My dad looks around saying

"You know what, this deserves a drink before we hit the road, let me get the good tequila *looks at Cesar* shot glasses on the counter ok?" as we headed outside to get the tequila.

I looked at my dad excited and happy saying

"I'm so happy that he's coming with us"

My dad smiles at me saying

"Me too, oh let me call your mother and let her know" taking out his phone and called mom.

Mom answered asking if we was on the road yet as my dad said

"He's coming with us Isabel. He's actually coming with us."

I can hear mom ask who so I grabbed the phone from my dad's hand saying

"Cesar ma, he's here now."

Mom ask me

"Is he okay?"

I said

"Yeah, yeah, he's fine" handing the phone back to my dad as we walked to the truck.

My dad continue saying

"Shit went down, but I think it got his mind right. He even apologized"

I can hear mom telling my dad that it's great as they continue talking.

Then all of sudden I see a car that looks suspicious and my dad noticed it as he told mom that he got to go and that we love her, the car window rolled down as I saw a gun before my dad did causing my eyes to widen jumping in front of my dad wrapping my arms around him pushing him to the ground screaming

"LOOK OUT!" feeling pain hit me in my back and stomach as the gunshots stopped.

Cesar came running outside to see what happen and saw us on the ground so he ran over to us checking to see if we was fine my dad looks at Cesar saying

"I'm fine, I'm ok"

Then my dad's heart drops as he sees me on my bleeding from my stomach with my blood coming out my mouth a little bit causing him to run over to me screaming no and said

"Kiara oh my god, Cesar call 911" placing my head on his lap as Cesar applied pressure on my wounds calling 911.

I looked at him weakly saying

"Hey Dad"

My dad looks at me trying not to cry saying

"You're gonna to be ok, ok sweetie? You're gonna be ok"

I give him a weak smile as my eyes started to close slowly but my dad tapped my cheek softly saying

"Kiara, keep your eyes open ok? don't close them ok? The ambulance is on the way"

I shook my head ok as I tried to keep my eyes open but was failing as darkness surrounded me and my dad voice fades away.

Hey guys, i hope everyone enjoy this imagine❤😃

Part 2 coming soon

[billdenbroughsponytail]

More thoughts as I process s4. I’ve seen people criticize Diego for his portrayal of Cesar this season. Main thing being the deep voice, but have you noticed the same thing with Spooky/Oscar? Spooky had a much deeper voice when he was in the Santos compared to the Oscar of season 4. Because it was an act on both parts, they were both just kids acting a part, trying to be hard. Oscar was what, maybe 19-20 in the first season? Probably just as scared as Cesar but putting on a brave front to protect his brother because that was all he knew. He thought Cesar would be safer joining the Santos because that was all Spooky knew at the time. Just a kid trying to protect his kid brother.

I think the overarching theme that they really drove home by bringing back Latrell was that they were all just kids who never asked for any of this, just kids who wanted a safe place. Oscar didn’t deserve his fate but neither did kids like Latrell who never stood a chance because of their environment.

[just-my-fandom]

Hermano (Oscar Diaz x Martinez! Reader)

Request; Hi! I was hoping I could be your first on my block request! But, I wanna request something where the reader is dating Oscar and is Ruby’s older sister, and during olivias quince reader notices Latrelle in the hood, and when he pulls out the gun, the reader tries to protect Ruby? You can chose if she lives or not. Suuuper angsty

Request 2; I was wondering if you can do a Oscar Diaz x reader request ??? Please can it be fluff. I don’t mind any story line just surprise me😊😊😊

Warning(s); Mentions of blood. Being shot. Trauma.

Translation; Fećil- easy. Vaso- glass. Mija- daughter. maravillosa- gorgeous.

. . .

First, you were yelling for Ruby. He insisted on you sharing a siblings dance, as the last time you actually got to dance with him was at your own quince, but that had been years ago.

Then, you’re forcing Ruby to spin ninety degrees so your back is facing the hooded figure, who you instantly recognized as Latrelle, the man who had pulled a gun on you and your boyfriends brother, Cesar, nights before.

By the time, time could catch back up to you, the bullet had already pierced your upper shoulder, and sent your mother, Geny, into a state of panic, her screams the only thing in your ears when you collapsed.

“Mija!” Geny forced herself up to her feet and ran across the dance floor, dropping to her knees beside Ruby, her hands trembling as they fidgeted on where to grab, “Mija! Mija, baby-,”

“Someone call 911!” Your father shouts, but they almost fall on deaf ears, “Call 911!”

“Call Oscar!” Ruby looks over his shoulder, gaze frantic before they land on Cesar, “Now!”

“Mija!” Geny pleas, your teary eyes shifting up to her, when her hands slide to your face, desperately, “Stay with me, okay? Baby, my baby!”

“Mama,” You murmur, Geny nodding, not looking away even after hearing sirens,

“Mamas here. I’m here, mija,”

“Mama,” Your eyes pinch shut at the sudden pain in your back, crying out, “Ruby. I-is he okay?”

“Yes, he’s okay,” Your father heaves, eyes glossy, “You did a good job. You did such a good job, mija,”

Your heaving chest slows, Genys desperate yells fading as your eyes finally remained shut, grip on Cesars hand falling limp,

Present

A week after New Years, Geny stands at the kitchen sink, silently washing the sink full of dishes in front of her, almost not acknowledging the figure that steps up beside her, fearing it was Amber, Mario’s pregnant girlfriend,

“Are you mad at me, mama?” Your voice pulls her out of her trance, her eyes shifting to you, your arm that wasn’t in the sling picking up a clean dish to dry,

“Of course not, Mija,” Geny sets down the bowl back into the soapy water, turning to face you so your eyes shyly met hers,

“But you’re mad at Oscar,” You point out, your mother sighing and closing her eyes, hand propped on the sinks counter,

“I’m upset about the Santos dragging my daughter into their rivalry,” She corrects, and you set down the clean plate, body facing her,

“Mama, the Santos protect me. With Oscar as their leader, they’d never let me in harms way,”

“Oh yeah?” Geny hums, eyebrow raised, “Look how that went,”

“Mama,” You plea, eyes glossy, “Oscar and the Santos had no part in the shooting. It was a irritable Prophet trying to get his point across,”

“Well he did,” Geny hisses, narrowed eyes softening when the kitchen light gleams in your eyes, “Mija, you’ll only understand when you have your own children. You, Mario, Ruben, the twins; you’re all my beautiful blessings,”

You smile, weakly, when Genys hand grazes your cheek, “From the moment you took your first breath,” A small crack in Genys voice pulls your lips into a frown, “From what could have been your last, I just want you and your brothers and sister safe,”

“I just need you to trust Oscar as much as you trust me,” You whisper, blinking away the burn in your eyes, “And I know that feeling,”

Genys brows pinch in confusion,

“When I saw that Prohet with the gun,” You recite, sucking in a deep breath, “Ruby was the only person in that moment. I had this sudden swarm of urgency to protect him, because he, and Olivia, were in the line of danger,”

Your face twists at the sudden wave of emotions that hit you, “But I couldn’t protect Olivia, mama, and the more I think about it, the more guilty I feel because Ruby has to go on without the girl he loved,”

“Mija,” Geny whispers, arm reaching out to slide around your shoulders, “Bebe, you are a hero, understand?”

“How am I a hero when I let Olivia die?” You whimper, your head sucking down into her shoulder so Geny tangled a hand in your hair, shushing you, softly,

“I trust him, Mija,” Geny whispers, thumb brushing over the side of your head, gently, “He is your familia, and any familia of yours is apart of mine,” She leans back, hands at your shoulders, “But it’s going to take time for me to fully believe he is the right man for you,”

You press your lips together, nodding, letting Geny press her lips to your forehead, and squeeze your shoulders,

“Hey, Y/N?” You pull away in time for Ruby to stick his head in the kitchen entranceway, his eyes snapping between you, and Geny wiping her cheek, “Bad time?”

“No,” You copy Genys actions, sniffling, “What’s up?”

“Uh, the school called. They’re looking for volunteers for the Valentines Dance. Do you maybe wanna chaperone?” Ruby holds up his phone, and you glance at Geny, eyebrows raised,

“What’s in it for me?”

Ruby pauses, tapping his chin, “You get free food and drinks?”

You mock his pause, sharing a smile with your mother at the interaction, “I’m in. Get me an application form,”

“Yes!” Ruby thanks you, then darts to his room.

“I’m proud of you, Mija,” Geny murmurs, and you look back up at her, smiling as a sign of thanks, “Go have fun,”

. . .

Fun. Funny. You haven’t heard that word in months. It definitely wasn’t what you were having right now.

You discretely remember the song playing the night of Olivias quince. Other than your mothers screaming, it had been the only thing you heard before you passed out.

You never thought you’d have such a negative reaction to a song. But as it played loudly through the speakers at the Valentines Dance, all you saw was the blood, all you could hear was the screams of fear from Olivia, shouting for you as you laid near her,

“Y/N!” Ruby’s sudden voice pulls you out of your thoughts, his hands grabbing at your wrists, and you now realize your hands are tight in your hair, and your breaths are uneven,

“Come on!” He orders, loudly over the music that blasted above you. He drags you towards the doorway of the gym, Monse suddenly beside you.

You drop down onto the steps of your brothers high school, gasps becoming wheezed as Cesar dropped to a squat in front of you, “What happened?”

“The song,” Monse answers, “It’s the same one from the night everything happened,”

“I’m so sorry Ruby,” Your arms slide around said boys shoulders, his own comfortingly wrapping at your dressed hips, “I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect her,”

“I’m gonna call Spooky,” Cesar stands up, Monse squeezing your arm before following Cesar back inside, briefly explaining the situation to a confused Jasmin,

You sniffle, cheek resting on top of Ruby’s head, focusing on his regular breathing to match your own, “I’m sorry, buddy,”

“You don’t have you be sorry,” Ruby answers, instantly, squeezing your hip when Jasmin seats herself as your other side,

“But I do,” You mutter, voice weak as your eyes pinch shut, “I could’ve protected you both from that Prophet. But I didn’t. And it’s in my conscience that I let Olivia get hit by that bullet,”

Ruby slides his hand up your back in a soothing motion, allowing your hand to tangle in his hair for your own comfort,

“I know you don’t want to talk to me, Spooky,” Cesar runs a hand down his face, eyes firm on Monse standing in front of him, patiently, “But I’m not calling for my own entertainment,”

“Then why the hell are you?” Oscar grunts, Cesar clenching his jaw at his brothers harsh attitude.

“It’s Y/N,” A moments pause, “She’s freaking out and you and Ruby are the only ones able to calm her down. But I don’t think Ruby can hold her steady for much longer,”

“Where are you?”

“The school dance,”

“And why the hell is Y/N with you?” Oscar growls, and Cesar can hear the distant slamming of his car door,

“She was chaperoning!” Cesar protests, almost as if Oscar was setting the blame on him, “They started playing the song that was playing the night of the quinceañera, we took her outside for air,”

“I’m on my way,” Oscar hangs up with a dull click, Cesar dropping his arm to heave a sigh, almost instantly hearing the loud roar of Oscars vehicle,

“Well that was quick,” Monse mumbles, peering out the door to see Jasmine stand up and step away from you, when Oscar rolls down the window to his car, your eyes shifting to look up at him,

“Hey mamas,” He calls, your lips pulling only slightly at the nickname, “C’mon, we’re going for a ride,”

“But the dance,” You murmur, glancing down at Ruby, who shakes his head and smiles,

“Go. I’ll tell the principle we had a family emergency or something,”

You nod, pulling him into you for a small embrace, before you push to stand up, pulling off your heels before climbing into the front seat of the vehicle,

“I’ll make sure to have her home by curfew,” Oscar winks, and you roll your eyes, watching Ruby copy your action and wave effortlessly, turning to following his friends back inside,

Four beats of silence fills the car halfway down the street, your hand mindlessly pulls at the bandages at your shoulder, which itched your skin more than the dress you wore,

“What’s on your mind?” Oscar finally questions, gaze leaving the road to look at you, legs pulled to your chest and eyes straight ahead. His hand not on the wheel touches your thigh, pulling back slightly at your tense flinch, waiting for you to relax before settling his hand back in its place,

“I’m seeing it again,” You speak, voice quiet, “That prophet, Olivia, me being in the hospital,”

Oscar draws his thumb across the skin of your thigh lightly, glancing at you when the car is stopped by a red light, “You know that’s all over,”

“It doesn’t matter, Oscar,” You lift a shoulder, turning your head so you were looking back at him, “You’re used to the gunshots and the different sides. I’m not. Watching my brother almost get shot, watching Olivia get shot, it’s traumatized me, as much as I fucking hate to admit it,”

“Faćil, mamas,” Oscar squeezes your thigh, car rolling to a complete stop just outside of the neighborhood you lived in, “You know I’m always gonna protect you. You’ve went through some shit, I get that. But you’re a strong ass woman, and you’re gonna let some song deflate you?”

“No,” You murmur, glancing down at where you finally stopped picking at your bandage and dropped your hand into your lap, “I’m just tired of everyone treating me like I’m vaso,”

“Then you gotta show everyone that that Prophet don’t mean shit,” Oscar orders, and you smile, shaking your head,

“How can you be so demanding yet therapeutic at the same time?”

“I’m just like that, maravillosa,” Oscar grins, ignoring your teasing roll of eyes as you sit up, glancing out to the road in front of you,

“Take me back to your place?” You murmur, Oscar chuckling as his hand slides up to grip the hemming of your dress,

“Don’t gotta ask twice,”