#oscarxreader

Based on: “Can you do a Oscar diaz imagine? Where he thinks the reader might break up with him because she's so distant. So he trys spending more time with her but shes still being distant but it's only because she thinks he's going to break up with her and she doesn't want to push her luck with him. Idk if that sounds dumb or not but I would love if you do it for me :) no rush, take your time”

“hey could you do a really cute and fluffy oscar imagine with a shy plus size reader. thanks and love your writing!”

Author: Alana

“I mean, we could always just do a movie night this evening?” Oscar offered, peaking his head outside the bathroom while brushing his teeth.

“Uh, I wish I could, but I forgot that I have a thing to do later.” You lied, avoiding eye contact with Oscar.

You grabbed your pair of fitted high waisted jeans and pulled them on along with your favorite top. You were never one to wear fitted clothes. That is, until you met Oscar. He always built up your confidence in yourself. He encouraged you to show off your beautiful voluptuous body. Because your body is a part of who you are as a person.

You finished changing your clothes and walked towards the door.

Oscar finished brushing his teeth and followed you outside of the room. “Is something wrong, baby? I didn’t think you had any plans today.”

You tried not to make direct eye contact with Oscar, because you had a feeling that you wouldn’t be seeing those eyes much longer. It would only hurt you more if you ignored what was bound to happen soon.

You smiled softly and glanced at Oscar’s eyes. “Yeah, I’m fine! I just got a text from my mom, reminding me that I promised to help her with something.” You continued your lie. “But I’ll catch you later, Oscar.” You finished, turning and walking outside.

Oscar watched you skeptically and gently grabbed your hand, turning your to him. “Hey, wait.. no kiss goodbye??” He smirked a little.

You felt your heart flutter. What if this is our last kiss though? You silently wondered as you watched Oscar’s lips. Then you better make it a memorable one, (y/n). You encouraged yourself.

You cupped Oscar’s cheek with one hand and placed your soft lips against his rough ones. You felt Oscar smile against your lips as he wrapped an arm around your waist, deepening the kiss.

You relaxed into the kiss, almost losing yourself into the bliss. You quickly became aware of your actions and abruptly pulled away from the kiss.

Clearing your throat, you fixed a piece of your hair that had fallen into your face. “I really should get going. I don’t want to keep mom waiting. Bye, baby.” You quickly walked off before Oscar could say anything.

Oscar frowned as he watched you speed off. He walked back into the house and looked at Cesar, who was sitting shirtless at the kitchen table and eating cereal. “Hey, can I ask you something, mano?” Oscar questioned, sitting across from Cesar.

Cesar watched Oscar cautiously, “Okay, this must be bad if you actually want to talk to me about something personal.” Cesar joked, finishing his cereal.

Oscar rolled his eyes before continuing, “It’s about (y/n). I think she wants to break up with me.” He admitted, sighing and rubbing his hand over his head. He noticed Cesar’s confused face and went on, “The last I checked, she didn’t have plans for today. But when I tried to plan a date for us, she clearly lied and talked about some made up plans with her mom.”

“How do you know she was lying?” Cesar questioned, getting up to put his bowl in the sink.

Oscar motioned to his nose, “She scrunches her nose when she is lying. She doesn’t notice that she does it, but I’ve caught on to it. Then when she was leaving, I kissed her and she seemed to enjoy it, but then she pulled away and ran off.” 

Cesar let out a small chuckle, “She ran away from you? Well that’s something new.”

Oscar glared and stood up, “This isn’t funny, mano! I think (y/n) is going to break up with me. She’s been distancing herself so much lately. It’s like she can’t bear being around me.” Oscar lowered his head, defeated. “What am I going to do?” He questioned quietly to himself more than Cesar.

Cesar looked at Oscar with guilt. Walking up to his brother, he put his hand on Oscar’s shoulder, “I’ll help you figure this out.”

-

“I just really don’t think he’s that into me anymore, Jasmine.” You spoke timidly, playing with your bracelet as you sat on Jasmine’s bed. “What if he doesn’t love how curvy I am even though he says he does. What if that’s why he’s going to break up with me?” You began to feel panic rise in your chest.

Jasmine sat down next to you and placed her hands over yours, “Girl, you are at least a 10/10 and ain’t nobody capable of putting a damper on your worth. I guarantee you are rocking Oscar’s world. And if you aren’t? Well you don’t want that boy anyways if he don’t love you for you!”

You nodded your head a little, taking in Jasmine’s words. “That’s true.. but, Jaz.” You let out a sigh, “I really want to be with him, but he’s been so distant lately. Then suddenly he wants to go out on a date. And the only thing I could think about was, what if he’s taking me out to break up with me?” You looked over at Jasmine, sadly.

Jasmine shook her head, “Then you need to call him out on his shit and let it be known he’s hurting you! All I know is Oscar ain’t about to be embarrassing my baby girl out on a date. You need to confront his ass ASAP!”

You let out a quiet laugh and bit your lip, “Okay, I’ll let him know I’m free tonight.”

“That’s my girl.” Jasmine smiled, gently nudging you.

You grabbed your phone and sent Oscar a text, “I’m available for tonight. I’ll meet you at your place. We need to talk.” You sent off the text message and took a deep breath. “I can do this.”

-

“I can’t do this.” Oscar said, reading the text and looking at Cesar worried. “She said we need to talk!! She’s going to break up with me, Cesar!” Oscar yelled, pacing around the room.

“Hey, cálmate. Everything is going to work out, Oscar. You can tell by the way she looks at you that (y/n) loves you.” Cesar tried to comfort his older brother. “Just tell her exactly what you told me earlier. Be honest about how you’ve been feeling lately.” Cesar offered a small smile.

Oscar nodded and stood up. “Okay, I’ll do that. But if it backfires-“ Oscar began to threaten.

“You’ll kill me, I know.” Cesar finished for him, rolling his eyes. “Good luck on your date. I’m hanging out with Jamal and Ruby tonight. I’ll see you later.” Cesar waved as he walked out of the house.

-

You gingerly knocked on the front door of the Diaz residence.

The front door swung open, revealing Oscar with his charming smile. A smile that very few people get to experience. You couldn’t help but to smile at seeing him.

“Hi..” you muttered, still smiling up at Oscar and stepping inside the house.

Closing the front door, he responded, “Hi, mi amor. How are you? You said you... needed to talk..?” Oscar spoke the words slowly and carefully, almost afraid that if he said one wrong word, you would just walk out.

It’s now or never, (y/n). You reminded yourself.

You gently grabbed Oscar’s hand and guided him to the couch. Oscar followed quietly. He sat down and gently began to bounce his knee in anticipation, the wait was killing him. What were you going to say? What did you need to talk about?

You took a deep breath and finally allowed yourself to stare deeply into Oscar’s eyes. You saw all the pain and worry and love that he had for you all at once.

“Oscar-“

“Are you breaking up with me??” Oscar blurted out with wide eyes. He didn’t wait for a response. “Am I doing something wrong? Am I not giving you enough attention?” Oscar’s voice began to quiver, “Am I not enough?” He asked you softly, looking at you with doe eyes.

In this moment, Oscar was the most insecure he had ever been. He finally found a good woman and it seemed like she was unhappy. He watched you with a pained expression on his face, just waiting for this moment to be over with. That sunken feeling remained in his stomach as he awaited your response.

Your heart broke at Oscar’s expression. You quickly pulled Oscar into your arms and you held him. “Don’t you ever question if you’re enough. You are more than enough, Oscar.” You looked down at him. “I never intended on breaking up with you, papí. I thought you were breaking up with me..” you spoke, tilting his chin up to you.

Oscar furrowed his eyebrows, “But you’re the one who’s been distancing themself?”

“That’s because you began distancing yourself first?” You informed your confused boyfriend.

Oscar sat up straight and stared at you, “Okay, wait a minute. So you’re saying that you’ve been distancing yourself because you thought I was going to break up with you.” He paused and watched your face for confirmation. You nodded your head and he continued, “And I’ve been distancing myself because I thought you were going to break up with me. But I tried to plan a date for us so that I could try to make things better. So I could show you how much I love you..” Oscar admitted, taking your hand gently and kissing your knuckles.

“Well don’t I feel like an idiot.” You spoke shyly. “This whole thing came from a big misunderstanding. That shows how great our communication skills are.” You remarked sarcastically, giving a small laugh.

Giving your hand a gentle squeeze Oscar spoke, “I would be a fool to ever break up with you, (y/n). You’re the woman I want to have a future with. Future wedding, future home, and many many future children.” He finished, kissing you meaningfully.

You giggled against his lips and whispered, “Many future children sound expensive.. I don’t know if I would like that.” You joked, gently scrunching your nose.

Oscar took note of your nose scrunch and smiled more to himself, “Something tells me that you wouldn’t mind, mi amor.” He kissed you softly once more before pulling away. “How about we have that movie date?” Oscar offered, standing up and making his way over to the tv.

You smiled excitedly and hopped off of the couch, “I’ll go get extra blankets and snacks!”

You ran to the bedroom and grabbed as many blankets that you could fit into your arms. You wobbled back out into the living room with blankets and a few pillows practically falling out of your arms.

Oscar chuckled at you and you gave a cheeky smile before dropping all of the items onto the couch.

While Oscar finished setting up the movie, you grabbed a few snacks from the kitchen and placed them on the coffee table.

Once finished, He walked over to you, snaking his arm around your waist. He tugged you closer and smiled as he made you this promise, “I promise that we will get better at communicating, Bebe. Nothing is going to take me away from you.” He swore, looking down at you with loving eyes.

“And I will hold you to that, Diaz.” You smiled, kissing his cheek. “But right now, it’s time for the movie!”

Oscar playfully rolled his eyes and sat on the couch. You went to sit next to him, but he grabbed your waist and pulled you down onto his lap.

“You almost sat in the wrong seat, baby girl.” Oscar smirked, gently squeezing your thighs.

You blushed and looked away from Oscar. You still weren’t used to him accepting your body type. It gave you butterflies, yet such a feeling that you were truly loved. All of you!

Relaxing into your boyfriend’s arms, he began tracing small shapes onto your thigh, calmly. He rested his chin on your shoulder so that he could watch the movie while cuddling his baby girl.

As the movie started, Oscar whispered one final thing into your ear, “I love you, (y/n). Siempre.”

You looked over your shoulder at him and kissed him passionately, “I love you too, baby boy. Always.”

Turning your attention back to the movie, you smiled to yourself, knowing that this is the man you are going to spend the rest of your life with.

Based on: “Oh my god. Praise the lord for your account. You have imagined of all the characters I like. And they're grammatically correct. Do you know how hard to find that is? Omg. Okay, so. I have two ideas for imagines. The first is an Oscar x Reader where the new chief of the freeridge police moves in and becomes neighbours with Oscar?”

Author: Alana

“Only three more boxes, (y/n).” You encouraged yourself, walking back outside of the house to retrieve more boxes from your truck.

You were new to the neighborhood, having just moved from San Francisco, CA.

You were transferred from the San Francisco Police Department to take the position as Chief of the Freeridge Police Department.

You were nervous about the move for multiple reasons. 1) Because you were becoming the youngest police Chief in the state of California, at the age of 22. 2) You had heard about a lot of gang business that goes on in the area you were moving to and 3) You were often belittled, not just by the ones you arrested, but also by your fellow officers because you were a female officer.

You tried to push the negative thoughts aside as you grasped a crate, full of DVD’s, from your trunk. You slowly began to pull the crate towards you, trying to be as careful as possible with the fragile discs.

You heard a car pull up in the driveway next to you, but you didn’t bother to look. You grunted softly as you lifted the heavy crate, holding on for dear life so you wouldn’t drop them.

“Of course dad left the heavy stuff to me.” you rolled your eyes.

You slowly backed away from the trunk, now fully holding the crate. You sighed in relief, “Now I just have to make it to the front door. I’ve lifted dummies heavier than this, during training. I’ve got this.” You gave yourself a mini pep talk, taking a large step towards the front door.

Your eyes widened as the sudden action caused the crate to slip from your hands, yet the crate never hit the ground.

Another pair of arms caught the crate for you, “Let me help you with this.” A gruff voice offered.

You looked up to meet breathtaking brown eyes. You stared into the stranger’s eyes and found yourself smiling like an idiot, “Thank you..”

He stood there with an eyebrow raised and chuckled softly, “Where should I put this?” He asked, waiting for your instructions.

You snapped out of your daze and blushed, “Oh right! I’m sorry,” You apologized, “Right through the front door and to the left. There should be some space on the ground for it.” You informed him, motioning to the door.

He nodded and walked off, following your directions.

You looked around, wondering where he had come from you. You noticed that the car that pulled into the driveway next to you had the driver’s seat door ajar, with the engine still running.

You smiled more to yourself, realizing that he came to your rescue as quickly as he could. At least I have a nice neighbor!

He walked back outside and grabbed your last two boxes with ease. Not bothering to wait for your permission.

He came back outside a few moments later, walking straight to his car. He turned off the engine and walked back over to you. “Hi, I’m Oscar.” He introduced, approaching you with his hand out.

You gingerly placed your hand into his large, callused one. Shaking his hand, you introduced yourself, “Hi, Oscar. I’m (y/n), your new neighbor.” You quickly caught yourself, “Wait, that was obvious. I don’t know why I said that. I’m sorry.” You apologized for the second time to him.

Oscar thought your rambling was cute, but he didn’t show that on his face. He nodded his head down at you, “It’s nice to meet you, (y/n).” He continued shaking your hand slowly, neither of you letting go. “What brings a beautiful lady like you to this neighborhood?” He asked, genuinely curious.

Okay, he’s either going to be into this or he’s going to be intimidated by my position. You cleared your throat awkwardly before locking eyes with Oscar, “I’m the new police Chief for Freeridge Police Department. I’m Chief (y/l/n).” You said proudly, feeling no shame for your accomplishment. You worked your butt off to become the youngest Chief.

Oscar’s eyes widened a bit before he quickly retracted his hand.

You frowned to yourself, concluding that he’s the intimidated type. Well there goes that chance.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Oscar smiled a little and nodded his head at you, “Well it’s nice to meet you, once again, (y/n). But I have to get going.” He excused himself, walking back to his house.

You sighed to yourself. Closing the back of your trunk, you made your way back to your new home.

Boxes and crates and bags were tossed all about the living room, recklessly. It looked like a tornado had come through. You weren’t going to complain though, because you enjoyed organizing and decorating rooms. So this was just another project for you to do until you started your job in a few days.

Walking over to an empty spot on the floor, you laid down and just stared up at the ceiling. Needing only a second to relax and think about the day’s events thus far.

Your eyes fell closed and Oscar’s face immediately popped into your mind. He’s not the usual guy you would give a second glance to, but he was pretty attractive, you couldn’t deny that.

His eyes were captivating and you even caught that little smile he was trying to hide. But every chance you thought you could possibly have with him vanished once he quickly pulled his hand from yours after hearing you’re a police Chief.

Your restless thoughts were interrupted by your cellphone ringing. You groaned softly, sitting up to answer your phone, “Hey, dad.”

-

Cesar watched Oscar’s interaction with you from his window. He smirked to himself, knowing that Oscar isn’t one to willingly go and help others. He only helps if it benefits him in some way. Which means that he must like you or something.

That’s why Cesar was beyond confused when he witnessed Oscar pulling his hand from yours and abruptly turning around.

Cesar knitted his eyebrows in confusion as he opened the door for Oscar to enter. “Dude, what was that about?” Cesar asked, stepping aside for his brother.

Oscar walked into the house, straight past Cesar. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He brushed off, heading to the kitchen.

Rolling his eyes, Cesar followed Oscar with a knowing look. “You wouldn’t have helped her if you didn’t like her.” He stated with a factual tone. “So why did you suddenly bail on her?” Cesar interrogated.

Oscar grabbed a beer from the fridge, twisting the cap off with his bare hand. “She’s a cop, mano. But not just any cop, she’s the new Chief.” Oscar informed, taking a long sip of his beer and finally looking at Cesar.

“Ohhhhhh... yeah, that explains it.” Cesar shrugged off, “But she still seemed nice. Don’t you think you should get to know her a bit before you dismiss her, Oscar?” The younger Diaz reasoned.

Oscar shook his head, “I already know how this’ll play out, Cesar. She either finds out who I am and avoids me the rest of her time here or she arrests me for the gang business that we are so clearly involved in. I mean come on, the guys are on our lawn like every day.” Oscar sighed, taking another sip.

Cesar quietly watched his brother for a minute, thinking of how he could disagree with his brother’s reasons.

Leaning against the counter, Cesar nodded at Oscar. “Okay, you’re right.” Cesar began, acknowledging his brother’s thoughts. “But how about you just go tell her who you are before she has to hear it from someone else? Then it won’t be a huge deal or anything.” Cesar suggested, like it was the most obvious idea in the world.

Oscar couldn’t argue with Cesar’s idea. It was a good one. And hopefully there would be no negative affects from it. Worst case, you just don’t talk to him, right?

-

You were tired, but you figured it would be easier to unpack some of the boxes now rather than later. Then there would be less to do in the future.

You quickly caught the ceramic mug that had slipped from your grasp, “What is up with me today?” You asked yourself, setting the mug inside of a cabinet, along with the other mugs that you had just unwrapped.

Where’s the silverware? You wondered, leaving the kitchen.

You walked through the maze of boxes that were placed all around the living room and kitchen, looking for the box labeled “silverware”.

“I know I brought it in.” You huffed quietly to yourself, lifting up a box to check the name.

Suddenly the doorbell echoed throughout the house, causing you to knit your eyebrows in confusion. But you opened the door nonetheless.

The door was pulled open to reveal Oscar Diaz standing there looking down at your welcome mat.

He smiled at the mat before looking up to lock eyes with you, “Hey.. I’m sorry about earlier when I suddenly got weird, (Y/n).” He apologized, kind of awkwardly, seeing as he’s not used to apologizing to anyone.

You weren’t expecting to see Oscar again any time soon, but it made you happy to see that your job didn’t completely push him away.

“It’s alright. You’re not the first to react like that and I’m certain you won’t be the last.” You smiled softly, leaning against your doorway and watching Oscar.

“Well, look. I figured I could make it up to you by taking you to one of the best places in town to eat for dinner.” Oscar offered, “That is, if you would want to.” He finished.

Now that you thought about it, you were starving. You’ve been so busy with unpacking that you didn’t realize it was already dinner time.

You glanced back at your messy house and sighed, “I would love to, but I really should keep unpacking or I’ll never get it done.” You smiled apologetically, looking back up at Oscar.

“Well if you wanted some help unpacking, we could always order delivery from that spot.” He offered with a shy smile. “That way we could tackle both things at once.”

You couldn’t argue with this reasoning. Besides, you would get to spend more time with your new hot neighbor. So you agreed to letting him help you unpack.

-

Oscar released a booming laugh as he pulled out a ceramic flamingo statue. Holding it up, he looked over at you amused, “Who keeps flamingo statues? That’s so weird, (y/n).”

You scoffed as a blush crept to your cheeks, “Excuse me, I didn’t allow you to help me unpack so that you could judge me, Oscar. Besides... it was on sale..” You giggled softly, breaking down a box in front of you.

“I’m judging you a lot right now.” He chuckled deeply, setting the statue on the counter and opening another box.

You playfully rolled your eyes and tossed the broken down box onto the floor. “If I felt like being judged about what I buy, I would have had my mom help me unpack, you know.” You noticed Oscar was about to say something else when the door bell rang.

You followed Oscar to the front door. “Delivery for (y/n) (y/l/n).” The delivery man smiled once you opened the door.

“Yes, that’s me. How much do I owe you?” You asked, reaching into your pocket for the money.

Oscar gently nudged you aside, “It was my idea. I’ll pay.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out a wad of cash. “How much?”

The delivery guy froze and stared at Oscar horrified, clearly knowing exactly who he was. “I-it was $20.95, s-sir.” He stuttered out, avoiding eye contact with Oscar.

You watched the interaction closely, looking at Oscar confused and then back to the delivery guy. Oscar placed $30 in the man’s hand and took the bag of food. “Keep the change.” He said, closing the door and walking towards the kitchen with the food.

“What was that about..?” You asked with a raised eyebrow, hopping up onto the counter and pulling the food out of the bag.

Oscar thought back to what Cesar told him, “But how about you just go tell her who you are before she has to hear it from someone else? Then it won’t be a huge deal or anything.” But he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to risk you walking away from him after finding out who he is. Especially not after spending hours with you already and beginning to like you.

Oscar cleared his throat and grabbed plates for you both, “You know, some people just panic when they see the tear drop on someone’s face.” He brushed off, motioning to the tattoo on his left cheek. “I’ve gotten used to it. But anyway, tell me about yourself, (y/n).” He encouraged you, beginning to eat.

-

Over the next few days, Oscar came over to help you unpack in the evenings. You both were getting to know more about each other, which led to you starting to like him.

You learned that he has a younger brother, Cesar. And that he practically raised him after his mother passed and dad went to prison. But despite all of that, Oscar seemed to turn out an amazing guy.

He even seemed to start liking you as well. For example, last night you both fell asleep on your couch while talking. He had his arms wrapped around your waist, your head laying against his chest as you both breathed in sync. Occasionally he would wake up and trace his thumb against your arm as you slept quietly.

You were woken up by your alarm, reminding you that it was time to get ready for your first day of work as the Police Chief. “Wait, I never set my alarm last night..” You reminded yourself as you walked to the bathroom to brush your teeth. “Which means that Oscar did it for me.” You smiled more at the realization. It was the tiniest things that were making your crush on him grow.

You quickly got changed into your uniform and headed off to work.

The day flew by pretty quickly. For the most part, many of the officers were respectful and nice. But of course there were a few who gave you dirty looks, which you ignored and kept on with your work.

The day was finally over and you were about to head out. “Chief (y/l/n), I have that background check you asked me to run!” A petite woman said, approaching you with a folder.

You smiled at her, taking the folder, “Thank you, Nancy. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You headed out.

-

You arrived home and sat in your car for a bit. You pulled the folder that Nancy gave you into your lap. You opened up the Background check to reveal information on Oscar “Spooky” Diaz. You felt bad running a background check on him, but you can never be too safe.

You eyes scanned over the words on the papers quickly, but immediately stopped when you read one simple phrase. “Leader of the Santos.” The Santos.. I was informed about that gang before I moved here. That’s one of the most notorious gangs in the area. You froze, rereading that phrase over and over again. Why didn’t he just tell me? What else could he be hiding?

You were snapped out of your thoughts by Oscar knocking on your car window with a smile. He stepped back, waiting for you to get out of the car.

You bit your lip, contemplating getting out of the car and facing him or not. You knew that you had no choice, it was now or later. “Why did you lie?” You questioned, stepping out of the car and slamming the door behind you.

Oscar stepped back a bit, confused about what you were talking about, “What-“

“I know that you’re the leader of the Santos, Oscar. And don’t even try to lie about it, because I did a background check on you and I know everything!” You glared at him, clenching the folder in your hand.

Oscar stood their expressionless for a moment before anger crept to his face, “You ran a background check on me? How could you do that, (y/n)?” He asked slowly.

You stared at him in disbelief, “Don’t you dare try to turn this around on me. It’s my job to do stuff like this! And I always run background checks on people I consider dating. It’s so I can protect myself! You should have just told me the truth, Oscar!” You argued, taking a long deep breath.

The anger on Oscar’s face quickly disappeared. “Did you just say you run background checks on people you consider dating..?” He began to smirk a little, “As in you’re considering dating me, (y/n).” He said with a teasing tone.

You didn’t realize what you had said until he repeated it back to you. You were quickly trying to find the right words to say, “W-well I was considering dating you until you lied to me! So now I’ll have to reconsider.” You huffed, pushing past Oscar and making your way to your front door.

Oscar’s eyes widened and he quickly turned around, grabbing your arm, “(y/n), wait!” He said with a hint of eagerness in his voice, “I know I should have told you.. but I was just scared you wouldn’t give me a chance.” He sighed, sliding his hand down your arm to hold your hand. “If you give me a chance, I promise I won’t keep anything else from you.” He pleaded with his usual gruff voice.

You could tell by the look in his eyes that he meant it. “Okay. You get one chance. But there will be boundaries in this relationship.” He nodded in agreement, continuing to listen to you. “You don’t tell me of anything illegal you’re doing, then I won’t have to arrest you. And you can’t ask me about any police business.” You said, pointing a finger at his chest. “Deal?”

Oscar tugged you closer to him and wrapped his arms around your waist. He placed his lips barely against yours and smirked while whispering, “Deal.” He agreed before kissing you gently.

Requested? Yes! 

“hi darling! I don’t know if you’re accepting requests but if you could, could you write about Oscar Diaz with a s/o in college for nursing, or just in general? Thanks!“

Author: Jade :)))

-Oscar is very supportive of you being in college 

-he has your class schedule written down and makes sure to only call when you’re out of class 

-If you call him crying, he quickly changes it to facetime because our man knows he can only cheer you up if you’re face to face even if it’s not in person 

-Since you’re going for nursing, he jokes that he can just go to you if he gets roughed up and although you hate it when he gets hurt, you always patch him up 

-Oscar has made it clear since day one that he would rather you focus on college and get a good life than to stick around with him. But you assure him that you can handle both 

-You would live closer to or on campus, so you have to plan visits to be with him

-Oscar tries to make sure there are no meetings during the time you come. And Cesar knows to hang out at Monse’s or one of the boy’s house for the weekend so you two have alone time 

-The two of you have made a safe environment for the other to talk, but after your 12+ hour shifts and his gruesome tasks with the Santos, sometimes all that is needed is some cuddles on the couch  

-He will help you study all day long, but only if you give him something in return *wink wink* 

-Will definitely show up at a party you’re attending to scare off the guys that have been trying to get with you 

Based on: “hi sweets so I wanted to request an omb imagine where y/n is apart of an all female gang and there like really powerful and stuff and there close to the santos by location . So then one day y/n and a few other members are walking and see that the core four+jasmine was in trouble with the prophets so y/n and the members save them and then y/n brings everyone to there house and when y/n brings Cesar to his house y/n intimates some santos and meets spooky for the first time staring all fluff.”

“Plus size reader x Spooky Diaz ? Hmm the gang coming over cause they have a gift for her after she helped them with something, and it’s comic book related, and her totally hyped about it and spooky goes and buys a Deadpool, Superman etc clothes to get her attention because she starts paying more attention to them and one day he just picks her up in front of everybody & takes away her comic, and she gets all wtf and they make up? Sorry if it’s weird lol thanks 🤘🏻”

Author: Alana

“Thanks for coming with me, ladies!” Monica cheered, walking down the sidewalk with you and two other women that belonged to your gang.

“Remind me why we had to come with you to break up with him?” Kayla asked, raising an eyebrow at the woman.

Monica scoffed, “Because I tried calling it off many times and he wouldn’t take “no” for an answer.” She threw her arm over your shoulder and laughed, “But he’s so scared of (y/n) over here. I knew that would get the message across.”

You smiled to yourself and let out a quiet laugh, listening to the ladies.

“Let’s just hope that you’re not planning on going back to him, like you do all the others.” Rosa joked, “Because he certainly won’t take you back after the talk (y/n) had with him. I watched him practically piss himself.” She laughed, walking with Kayla, behind you and Monica.

“Hey, I’m not that bad.” You defended yourself with a smile. “I can be nice.”

“Sometimes.” All three of the girls chimed in at different times.

You rolled your eyes and shoved both hands in your pockets as you kept walking. It was a hot day, but nothing you and your gang couldn’t handle.

Now how did a young woman like yourself become leader of an all female gang? Well, you didn’t start the gang yourself. It was passed down to you. Your grandmother started the gang when she was younger and she made a name for it. To this day, your gang is one of the most feared in your area and you like to keep it that way. You didn’t have many rivals, but there was occasionally a few who stepped out of line.

“Ladies, don’t forget that we have a territory meeting tomorrow afternoon. All of you need to be on time.” You said, making eye contact with Kayla because she’s usually the late one. “I don’t want the newbies thinking that they can show up when they please.”

Kayla scoffed at your look and mumbled, “I’ve only been late a few times.”

You raised an eyebrow at her, “Well you shouldn’t be late at all-“ You cut your sentence short when you heard shouting around the corner. “Who’s causing trouble in my neighborhood..?” You asked, glancing back at your girls before you all quickly rounded the corner.

You glared at the sight in front of you.

There stood five Prophet$ surrounding five teenagers. The teenagers were all huddled up inside of the circle the Prophet$ were forming around them and they looked nervous.

“Seriously? Why do they like picking on kids so much?” Monica seethed, walking quickly alongside you.

A smirk made it’s way to your lips, “Maybe it’s time to teach them a lesson..?” You suggested, looking at the girls. They quickly mirrored your smirk and nodded in approval.

“With pleasure.” Rosa smiled evilly, placing her hand on the gun in her waistband.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” You called out as you approached the group of men. “I really hope that you’re not picking on a group of children.. because that doesn’t go so well with me.” You let out a dry laugh and crossed your arms.

The biggest guy turned to you and chuckled, “And why should I give a damn about what goes over well with you, (y/n)?” He asked, taking a daring step towards to you.

The second he took a step towards you, Rosa pulled out her gun and placed it against his temple. “Step back.” She spoke lowly, watching the man like a hawk.

Each of the Prophet$ tensed up and quickly put their hands on their guns.

Your eyes snapped to Rosa, “There are children here, put it away.”

“But-“ She started, looking at you almost in a pout.

You stepped towards Rosa, “Now.” You ordered, causing her to quickly backdown and sigh while lowering her gun.

You turned your attention back to the man, “Leave now before I have to embarrass you in front of your pathetic excuse of a gang.” You threatened, keeping your face emotionless.

“You don’t scare me, Princess.” He chuckled, looking down on you.

You smiled sarcastically and spoke quietly, just for him to hear, “Did you forget who’s territory you’re in? Because last I checked, you signed the papers that said if you crossed into my territory then-“

“I get it.” He snapped down at you, glaring.

“Good. Then don’t let it happen again.” You winked, walking around him. “You boys can leave now.” You dismissed them.

They looked at the big man for confirmation, before hesitantly removing their hand from their waistband and following him away.

“Y’all, thank god she showed up when she did, because I thought I was gonna have to handle them.” A Hispanic girl said with a scoff, while holding onto a shorter Hispanic boy.

“I wouldn’t have let that happen.” You gave her a reassuring smile, walking towards the group of friends. “Why were they hounding you all anyway?” You asked with a head tilt, placing your hand on your hip.

“Um.. that would be my fault. I’m Cesar Diaz. My brother is “Spooky”, so I get targeted a lot. He’s head of the Santos.” he admitted, causing you to look at Monica.

You tilted your head at her, as if asking if you’ve heard of “Spooky”. Monica shook her head. She was your second in command, so she knew everyone that you did and didn’t know.

“I didn’t think they would do something with my friends around though.” Cesar continued, clearly shaken up by the whole situation.

You felt bad for the boy. You could tell that he didn’t want his friends to get hurt.

“What’re your names?” Rosa asked, causing you to give her a “you’re still in trouble” look.

Rosa blushed, knowing she would get in trouble for pulling out a gun around children. She knew that was one of your rules.

A pretty mixed girl stepped forward, “My name is Monse. That is Jasmine,” she said motioning to the girl who spoke earlier, “and that’s Ruby.” she pointed to the shorter boy who was still in Jasmine’s arms, “Then you have Jamal.” She introduced, pointing to a tall kid who was eyeing Kayla with a smirk. “And Cesar already introduced himself.” She finished, smiling at you.

You nodded your head, giving a soft smile, “It’s nice to meet you all. I’m (y/n). This is Rosa,” you pointed to the redhead of your group who nodded her head when she heard her name. “That’s Kayla.” You motioned to the shortest of your group. “And last but not least, my right hand woman, Monica.” You nodded your head towards Monica, who flipped her hair dramatically over her shoulder. “Don’t do that.” You scrunched your nose, shaking your head at her, amused.

“Thank you for saving us!” Jamal blurted out, with his comment aimed at Kayla.

You laughed softly and looked at everyone, “No problem. Do you guys need help getting home? I know that situation was probably a bit scary.” You sympathized.

The group of friends quietly talked among themselves before coming to a decision.

“I live a few houses down and Monse is with me right now. So we are all good, but thank you.” Jasmine smiled. She turned to Ruby and gave him a chaste kiss before pulling Monse along with her down the street.

Ruby stepped forward and motioned to where the girls were walking away, “And I live across from Jasmine. So I’ll just walk them home. I appreciate all the help.” He thanked you, before running to catch up with Monse and Jasmine.

“I could use some help getting home?” Jamal suggested, looking at Kayla with a goofy smile.

Kayla rolled her eyes and hooked arms with Jamal, “Come on, kid.” She couldn’t fight the smile coming to her lips. She was amused with Jamal’s very obvious crush on her.

“So that just leaves you, Cesar Diaz. I’m kinda in the mood to walk, so whether you need help getting home or not, we are tagging along.” You informed him, with a gently nudge.

Cesar shrugged and smiled while sliding his hands in his pockets, “That’s fine with me.” He began walking.

You started walking next to Cesar, both Monica and Rosa following behind you.

“So the Prophet$ have beef with you because of who your brother is?” You asked, turning your head to Cesar. Once he nodded his head, you continued with another question, “And you mentioned he’s head of the Santos? I’ve never heard of “Spooky” before. I’m interested in meeting the Santos’ gang leader.” You said, crossing the street with Cesar.

Cesar looked up surprised, “Really? Everyone around here seems to know him. And you said that you’re in a gang too? What gang?” Cesar wondered, rounding the corner and continuing down the street.

You were about to answer Cesar’s question when you approached a house that had a handful of guys on the lawn.

-

Oscar’s POV

I grabbed two beers from the fridge before heading back outside to where the guys were.

“Here you go.” I said, handing a beer to Sad Eyes and taking a seat on the steps next to him. “So that kid from 19 is starting up trouble again.” I said while taking a swig of beer.

Sad Eyes nodded his head, scanning his eyes over all of the men on the lawn, “Should we go do something about them right now?” He questioned, turning his attention to me. “I’ll follow whatever you want to do, ese.”

“Nah.” I shook my head, “It can wait. We have more important things to take care of right this moment.” I started to go into detail, but then I heard Cesar’s voice.

I looked over to where I heard his voice and noticed him standing with three attractive women.

My attention was instantly drawn to the beautiful woman standing next to Cesar though. Her presence demanded attention. She looked fierce, but compassionate at the same time. I couldn’t help but to check her out. My eyes slowly trailed up and down her curvy figure. Her outfit was certainly doing her body favors by outlining her assets.

I licked my lips briefly before standing up and walking towards Cesar. I noticed the woman I was watching earlier was watching me just as intensely. I smirked to myself, turning my attention to Cesar, “Cesar, who are they?” I asked, motioning to the women behind him.

Cesar stepped away from the women and stood beside me now. “Well-“ He started, but was cut off.

“Um, excuse me, but I can talk for myself.” chimed the fierce looking woman, looking directly at me.

This caught my full attention and I was pleasantly surprised at her boldness. No one with common sense has called me out before. I crossed my arms and nodded my head a little for her to proceed.

She continued, “My name is (y/n). This is Rosa and Monica.” She said motioning to the girls that were now standing at either side of her, protectively. (Y/n) spoke with confidence, as if she knew that she belonged there with the rest of us.

I turned my attention back to Cesar, still not understanding what they were doing at my house.

Cesar cleared his throat shyly and looked at me, “Spooky, they saved me and my friends.. the Prophet$ showed up out of nowhere and wouldn’t let us leave. Then these ladies showed up and the Prophet$ hurried off. (Y/n) just wanted to walk me home to make sure I got back alright.” Cesar informed me, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

I looked back at (y/n), curious as to how she was able to scare off any of the Prophet$. Most people don’t even dare to make eye contact with them, yet she was able to scare them off? This woman definitely has peaked my interest.

I heard a chuckle leave the mouth of one of the guys behind me, “They scared the Prophet$ off? These three hynas? Yeah right.” He spoke, his words dripping with sarcasm. I rolled my eyes, not bothering to turn around and see who said it.

I looked back towards (y/n) to see how she would handle his taunting. Least to say, she seemed unamused, not even bothering to defend herself.

The way she carried herself, like a boss, got me to thinking. I scrunched my eyebrows in thought and watched her quietly. Why does her name sound so familiar? (Y/n)? Suddenly it occurred to me, “Is your last name (y/l/n)? Are you (y/n) (y/l/n) the leader of that all female gang?” I questioned, my voice fluctuating with interest.

I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that Cesar and a few of the men tensed up at the mention of that name. (Y/n) (y/l/n) is pretty well known in the area, but very few people have seen her in person. She has an intimidating reputation and her gang is a pretty big deal. Especially being an all female gang.

“The one and only.” (Y/n) said, turning to Sad Eyes who was now blushing and avoiding eye contact with her.

Chuckling softly, I looked between her and Sad Eyes. I was aware that Sad Eyes was never one to back down, but this time he did once he heard her name.

I clasped my hands together, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Well thank you for helping out my idiot of a brother, (y/n). We owe you one.” I insisted, placing my hand on Cesar’s shoulder.

She shook her head and waved off the suggestion, “It’s fine. It was no problem. Cesar has my number in case he needs me for anything.” She stated biting her lip and locking eyes with me again. “Hopefully we will be seeing more of each other soon.. Spooky..” she spoke my name seductively and winked at me before turning around and walking off with Rosa and Monica.

“Well damn..” I said quietly to myself, watching her walk off, effortlessly swaying her hips with each step.

I was pulled out of my trance by Cesar nudging me with a smirk, “You’re so into her!” He accused.

I looked down, blushing a bit and rolled my eyes. I turned to Cesar. “Shut up, mano. You’ve got some explaining to do.”

-

Normal POV

You quickly jumped out of the car once you arrived at the Diaz Residence. Running to the door, you banged on the door urgently, “Cesar?? Open the door! What’s the emergency??” You spoke quickly, worried that someone was hurt.

Monse opened the door confused and let you in, “(y/n)? Who said there was an emergency?”

Cesar raised his hand awkwardly and let out a chuckle, “I figured it was how I could get you here the fastest.” He admitted.

You rolled your eyes and closed the door. Turning your attention back to the group, “So? What’s this about?” You wondered, crossing your arms.

Jamal raised his hand next, “Well Kayla, my new girlfriend, told me that you love comics. She said they’re the way to your heart.” He explained, casually slipping in that Kayla was now his girlfriend.

Ruby jumped in, rolling his eyes at Jamal sidetracking, “Anyway, we all decided to get you a gift for saving us last week. We don’t know what would have happened if you didn’t come when you did.” He have you a grateful smile.

Monse handed you a gift bag, “Open it!” She urged with too much enthusiasm.

Oscar heard your voice from his room and quickly walked out. He leaned against the wall, confused about what was taking place right now. He tried to hide the huge smile that came to his face once he laid eyes on you.

You smiled at the gift bag and sat down on the couch. You carefully removed the tissue paper, everyone watching you intensely. You felt plastic sleeves and pulled them out. Your eyes widen, “No way.. these just got released like yesterday.” You stated, gawking at the several comics that were in front of you.

“I know. Everyone made ME have to stand in line yesterday for them.” Jamal said with attitude, side eyeing everyone.

You laughed softly and looked at everyone, “I love these so much, you guys!! I’m going to go home tonight and read them all. I mean, after some stupid territory meeting, but I’ll still read them tonight!” You let out an excited squeal, “I can’t wait! I’ve been waiting to see what was going to happen with Riri Williams next in the MCU!!” You spoke quickly, holding the comics to your chest and smiling so much that your cheeks were beginning to ache.

You finally took a break from talking and noticed Oscar leaning against the wall. You quickly began blushing, Did he hear that whole fangirling thing..? Oh god, this is embarrassing.

You shyly waved at Oscar, “You wouldn’t have happened to hear that whole thing, right?” You asked hopefully.

Oscar shook his head, “No, I didn’t hear a thing.” He smiled, “Just the part about you being head over heels for some comics.” He responded nonchalantly, which caused you to blush more. “Don’t worry. I’m not judging you.” He promised, “It’s nice not always seeing the tough and rough side of a leader.” He smiled down at you.

You smiled back at Oscar and looked down briefly, trying to gather your thoughts. You were starting to see Him in a different light. Oscar is more than just “Spooky”, he’s a genuinely great guy too.

“Well then maybe we should start hanging out. Then you can see that side of me more.” You offered, biting your lip a little and leaning against the wall like Oscar was doing. Oscar made you a bit nervous, and that wasn’t something that you were used to at all.

Oscar chuckled softly, leaning in a bit closer to you, “I would like that, (y/n).” He said, trying to hide the excitement in his voice.

-

Needless to say, you and Oscar began hanging out frequently after that talk. You both enjoyed every minute of each other’s company. You would even occasionally give each other advice on what was going on with your gangs and how to solve problems. Once, Oscar even called you for back up when it came to the 19 gang. You both worked well together.

You had begun to notice little things changing about Oscar. For starters, when you would come over, you noticed now there were comics on the coffee table and they were always up to date. You loved that because you didn’t mind lounging around and reading the comics all day! But you also noticed a change in Oscar’s wardrobe when you were around. He would usually make up some excuse to change his shirt and then come back with either a DC shirt on or a Marvel shirt on. You always smiled to yourself when he did this, because you could tell that he was doing it for your attention. He would even pretend to not notice what shirt he was wearing until you would bring it up. This often made you laugh and scrunch your nose, which Oscar found adorable.

Your favorite thing about Oscar was how hard he would try for you. He did his best to talk about what you enjoyed talking about, even if he didn’t really understand.

“Wait, why don’t we like Killmonger? He seems like a great character!” He would exclaim as you both watched Black Panther.

“Um, because he’s trying to murder his cousin and use his power for violence. Come on, babe, keep up.” You groaned playfully, putting his arm around you.

Oscar didn’t mind reading the comics or watching the movies as long as he got to be with you.

You reading comics was never a problem until you started to pay more attention to the comics than to Oscar. Which led you to this moment.

“Babe? Babe?” Oscar waved his hand in front of your face as you continued reading your comic. He was clearly becoming very annoyed with you. “(Y/n), I’m talking to you!” He raised his voice at you, grabbing your attention.

You looked around the living room at Cesar and his friends, plus Kayla, all looking at you with wide eyes. You glared a little at Oscar, “Excuse me, don’t raise your voice at me.” You spoke with a low and daring tone.

Oscar stared at you offended, “I wouldn’t have had to raise my voice if you were listening to me. But no, you’re focused on your stupid comic instead.” He seethed, snatching the comic from your hands.

“Oh no..” Kayla sighed out, putting her head down. “He disrespected her comics. She’s gonna murder him.”

You glared more at Oscar and clenched your fists, “How dare-“ you started, but was interrupted by Oscar abruptly throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you out of the room.

You were too angry to process that Oscar just threw you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing.

“Put me down!!” You ordered, but quickly regretted it as Oscar tossed you on the bed. You huffed and quickly got up off the bed and walked up to Oscar, “What is wrong with you?!”

Oscar scoffed and shook his head in disbelief, “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you, (y/n)? I’m trying to spend time with you and all you want to do is read your comics. I get that you love them and everything, but come on! They can’t always have your attention, Bebe!” He ranted at you.

You crossed your arms but kept quiet while listening to him, because you knew that he was right and you weren’t being fair.

“I’m doing everything that I can to make us official.” He said, acknowledging that you both never officially talked about being boyfriend and girlfriend.

He gently cupped your hands into his and gave them a gentle squeeze. “I’m just trying to be the Batman to your Black Widow.” He spoke softly.

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked up at Oscar confused, “Baby, what? They aren’t-” you gave a soft laugh, “They aren’t in the same universe.. those are two completely different characters and story lines.” You giggled, causing Oscar to blush.

“Oh, right.. okay, then Batman to your Lois Lane.” He looked at you hopefully.

You smiled more and kissed his hands before letting them go. “Better. Same universe, but still not together.” You informed him. You decided to help him out, “Oscar Diaz, will you be the Vision to my Wanda Maximoff?” You asked, cupping Oscar’s face with both of your hands.

Oscar sighed in relief at your analogy and nodded his head quickly, “Thank god, that one makes more sense.” He chuckled, pulling you close and kissing you deeply.

You smiled against his lips and kissed back gently. You parted your lips a bit and whispered, “What is with you and Batman?” You questioned, curious.

Requested? Yes! 

“Headcanon for spooky when he gets jealous”

Author: Jade :))) 

-Oscar is very protective of you so he gets jealous super easy

-Most guys know not to mess with you or hit on you cause you’re Spooky’s girl

-But that one idiot just can’t catch the memo

-And at parties this idiot is always there and by your side the second you’re alone

-At first Oscar won’t do anything when he sees this guy approaching you

-He’ll watch from a distance but his face slowly turns into a scowl when he sees you laughing and the guy coming in closer

-All it takes is one touch, one smirk, or even one more joke for Oscar to find his way over to the two of you

-He’ll grab a drink for you on the way

-once he arrives next to you he offers you the drink before turning his attention to the idiot

-”Enjoying ourselves here?”

-Of course the guy doesn’t take it as a threat yet

-and he crosses the line when he starts complaining about how you were supposed to the one he was hitting on and Oscar was “Ruining his chances” in getting with you

-So of course Oscar’s gotta show this dude who he is

-Oscar handing you his drink saying “Hold this for me, babe”

-Giving you a quick kiss and making his way over to the guy

-Who realizes his mistake real quick

-But he can’t run away fast enough before Spooky’s fist collides with his jaw

-”You better hope that taught you not to hit on my girl, cause there’s a lot more where that came from”

-Him walking back to you, giving you another kiss and taking his drink back

-the party continues like nothing even happened and you two are happy in each other’s arms

-You loving his protective side so you comment that you should get him jealous more often

Based on: “One about Oscar and how the reader is Ruby’s shy/quite sister and he’s always teasing her about things she’s never experienced (sex,boyfriends, etc.) and then one day she gets upset because she thinks he will never see her as mature enough for him but he likes that she’s so innocent and finally tells her?”

Author: Alana

You walked out of your room annoyed, “Ruby, you’re taking forever in the bathroom! Hurry up!!” You groaned, banging on the door.

“My beauty takes time, (y/n)! Cálmate!” You heard Ruby shout, turning off the shower.

You rolled your eyes and walked into the living room, “That boy.” You muttered to yourself.

You tilted your head at seeing Cesar on the couch, “Hey, you, what’re you still doing here?” You asked, making your way over to the couch.

“Oh, uh, Oscar was supposed to come pick me up, but he said something came up. So I was just going to wait until he was available.” Cesar smiled softly, tucking his phone into his pocket.

You pouted at Cesar, feeling bad that he would have to wait here when he just wanted to go home. “I’m not doing anything right now. I can take you, Cesar.” You offered, smiling. “And before you decline, no, you would not be a bother.”

Cesar smiled and stood up, “Thank you, I have some things that I need to get done at home. It’s a big help that I won’t have to wait now.” Cesar admitted, making his way to the door.

You grabbed your keys and followed Cesar outside. You stopped briefly and shouted back inside the house, “Loser, I’m leaving and taking Cesar home!” You informed Ruby before closing the front door and walking to your car.

“Excuse the overwhelming smell of cologne in my car. Ruby doesn’t seem to know when enough is enough.” You laughed, rolling your eyes.

“Oh, I know all about that with him, (y/n).” Cesar agreed, laughing and opening the passenger door.

After getting situated inside the car, you handed Cesar your phone, “You’re the DJ for this car ride, mano! Don’t disappoint me.” You joked, causing Cesar to let out a chuckle.

“Yes, ma’am.” He smiled, scrolling through the music on your phone.

-

You pulled up in Cesar’s driveway and parked the car, “Let’s go, Little Diaz!” You said, getting out of the car and shutting your door.

Cesar copied your actions, then proceeded to lead you to the garage where you both noticed Oscar lifting weights.

Cesar stared at Oscar, “Is this what “came up” so you couldn’t pick me up? Working out?” Cesar questioned annoyed.

Oscar put his weights down, arching an eyebrow at Cesar, “Maybe.” He responded nonchalantly, leading to Cesar rolling his eyes and walking out.

Little did either of you know, Oscar just wanted an excuse to get you to their house so he could see you again. Even if it meant you simply dropping Cesar off.

“Why do you always insist on getting on that boy’s nerves, Oscar?” You asked as Oscar stood up.

Oscar smirked and shrugged his shoulders, pulling you in for a hug, “It’s my job as an older brother, it comes with the territory.” Oscar joked, smiling.

You hugged back and blushed, feeling those little butterflies awakening inside your tummy.

Oscar could smell the cologne on your shirt. The smell was surrounding every aspect of you.

“I would assume you smell like cologne because of your boyfriend, (y/n/n)...” Oscar started, chuckling at you, “but everyone already knows that you’ve never had a boyfriend, so...”

You playfully glared and pulled away from the hug. Slapping Oscar’s shoulder, you gave a soft laugh, “Would you shut up, Diaz? I could totally get a boyfriend If I wanted one!” You tried convincing Oscar.

“Mhmm, right. So I’m going to go ahead and assume you would say the same thing about having a makeout session with someone?” Oscar suggested, raising an eyebrow and folding his arms over his chest.

You blushed, shifting your weight from one leg to the other, “Not that it’s any of your business, but yes. I could definitely have a makeout session with a guy if I wanted one.” You stuck your tongue out at the gang leader childishly.

Oscar broke into a smile and shook his head at you, “You are certainly something, (y/n) Martinez.” He responded.

You smiled, “So I’ve been told.” You giggled out, “I’m having a little gathering at my house next week. I know you would rather gouge your eyes out than be surrounded with our brothers’ teenager friends, but I think you should come. You know, step away from the gang life for a bit.” You said, biting your lip gently in hopes that Oscar would agree.

You and Oscar have been friends for a long time seeing as you both grew up together. That’s why Ruby and Cesar are good friends!

Oscar rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “Uh, sure, why not! I’ll be there, mamita.” Oscar promised, giving you a crooked smile.

“Good, I can’t wait to see you there!” You exclaimed, clasping your hands together and smiling. You gave Oscar a hug goodbye. Immediately you felt his arms wrap around your waist firmly, as he hugged you back.

You always felt an intimate connection with Oscar, but never acted on any of your feelings for multiple reasons. One, he’s been a good friend of yours since you were kids and you didn’t want to mess that up. Two, you weren’t sure if Oscar felt the same about you. Maybe he wanted a woman who had experience with other lovers. Either way, there were so many what ifs that would come with making a move on Oscar.

You reluctantly pulled away from the hug. Though it was the most comforting hug you had ever had, you knew it was time to head back home. You could have sworn Oscar frowned a little when you pulled away, but he quickly replaced it with a small smile.

“Hasta luego, Spooky.” You smiled, waving a little before walking off.

-

You held hands with Monse and danced around the living room together, laughing as you spun her around. “There you go, chica! Now you’re getting it!” You cheered her on as you both continued to dance.

Though there was only about ten people present at the gathering, everyone was having an amazing time. Fantastic food, even better music, plenty of jokes, and above all, smiles that made the room feel light.

You gently swayed your hips to the rhythm with Monse. You noticed she kept glancing behind you. You turned around to see Oscar watching you and smiling.

You blushed and quickly looked back at Monse, “Someone seems interested in you, (y/n)!” Monse gushed, gently nudging you.

“Oh stop, Mon! Just because he’s watching US dance, it doesn’t mean he’s interested in me.” You stated, causing Monse to roll her eyes and giggle.

“Whatever you say!” Monse dismissed your claim. “Okay, I’m tired of dancing. We have been dancing for two hours straight now.” Monse whined, grabbing your hand and pulling you away from Ruby and Jasmine dancing in the living room. “Let’s just turn the music down and lounge around to talk?” She suggested.

You thought about it. The gathering was great and high energy all night so far. So why not whine down?

You grabbed your phone and paused the music, “Hey, you guys! How about we end the night calmly and just talk?” You asked, smiling at all the nods of approval.

You all sprawled out around the living room. Ruby and Jamal were sitting on the floor. Jasmine was sitting in the love seat with a friend of yours. Cesar laid across the floor with his head in Monse’s lap, while some of your friends took up the other couch. Which left you and Oscar sitting next to each other on the couch, your legs resting across his lap.

Everyone began talking among themselves for about thirty minutes before the talking was interrupted by Ruby, “Hey, did all you know that Cesar and Monse are boning?” He questioned with a smirk, glancing at Cesar and Monse who’s eyes were wide.

“Dude!!” Monse shouted, throwing a pillow at Ruby.

Your jaw dropped along with everyone elses’. Oscar was the first one to cause a booming laugh, loud enough to echo.

“Seriously, Cesar? You and Monse are having sex again?” Oscar questioned, looking over at his younger brother, amused.

Cesar sheepishly looked away from his brother, clearing his throat and mumbling a quiet “Yes”.

Oscar chuckled deeply and nodded, “I gotta give it to you, mano. Good job! You’re getting more action than (y/n) is and she’s like five years older than you!” He laughed quietly, nodding his head towards you.

Your face instantly dropped and you looked over at Oscar, “Why would you even joke about that?” You asked hurt. You removed your legs from Oscar’s lap and quickly got up, walking to your room.

A door slam was the last thing heard in that eery silence for a while.

Ruby glared at Oscar, “Dude, what’s your problem?! You take things too far!” Ruby said, standing up and walking to your room.

Ruby gently knocked on your door before entering, “(y/n)...” he said quietly, walking over to where you were curled up on your bed. “Ignore him. He was just being a jerk and taking things too far. I know you like him, but if he’s going to make you feel bad about stuff like that, then maybe you shouldn’t like him anymore.” Ruby spoke to you softly, gently rubbing your back.

You were too hurt to even question how Ruby knew about your crush on Oscar.

“I would offer to fight him for you, but he has a gang and I can only benchpress five pounds...” Ruby joked quietly, causing a small smile to come to your face when you looked up at him.

You sat up and hugged Ruby tightly, “Even though you’re an annoying little brother, you’re great at comforting people.” You admitted, nuzzling your face into his neck.

A soft knock was heard at the door, causing you both to look up as Oscar cracked open the door. “Can I come in?” He asked, looking at you for permission.

You nodded your head a little, glancing at Ruby so he knows it’s okay to leave.

Ruby kissed your forehead gently, getting up and walking out. Oscar closed the door behind Ruby gently, “(y/n), look-“ he started, but you cut him off by holding your hand up.

“Do you understand how embarrassing it is having my sex life, or lack there of, compared to a freshman’s? Or anyone’s for that matter? It’s not funny, Oscar, and it’s something I’m already insecure about.” You frowned, locking eyes with the quiet man. “But it’s okay, because now I understand how you feel about me. You’ll only ever view me as some girl who isn’t mature enough for you. So now I’m stuck feeling stupid because I really like you, Oscar.”

Oscar stared at you quietly. You scoffed quietly and stood up, “Great talk.” You said, walking past Oscar and grabbing the door knob.

Quickly grabbing your arm, Oscar turned you around to look up at him, “I don’t see you as not mature enough, (y/n).” He told you, looking down at you, “I see you as innocent, but that’s not a bad thing. It’s something that makes you unique from other girls your age, seeing as most of them have already had sex. It’s refreshing being around you all the time because of how pure you are, Mamita.” Oscar admitted, gently taking your hand. “And for what it’s worth, I really like you too.” He smiled down at you, resting his forehead against yours.

You were shocked at Oscar admitting that he has feelings for you too, “Really..? So what does this mean for us?” You asked quietly, concentrating on him holding your hand.

“It means that if you can forgive me for teasing you, then I would love to take you out on a date.” He smiled more, watching you with hopeful eyes.

You blushed a little and kissed Oscar’s cheek gently, “Then all is forgiven, Diaz.”

Based on: “Can you do an Oscar imagine where the reader likes him, but he pushes her away because he doesn’t want to have to protect her as well as Cesar”

Based on: “Can you guys do a one shot for Spooky from on my block please? Preferably with a plus-size reader (but if you don’t wanna, you ain’t gotta) Thank you, my men.”

Author: Alana

“I’m not saying that I think he’s the smartest crush to have, (y/n), but if you really like him, then nothing should be holding you back from telling him.” Olivia encouraged, sitting next to you on the couch. “What are you so scared of, that you don’t want to tell Oscar that you like him?” She questioned, facing you and eating a few chips.

You sat quietly for a moment, thinking of why you hadn’t just told Oscar that you liked him already. After all, you and Oscar had been friends for years now, seeing as you used to babysit Cesar Diaz.

You sighed quietly and played with the frayed fabric of your jeans, “It’s just.. I’m not your average 19 year old, Olivia.. I don’t have an amazing ‘America’s Next Top Model’ body or anything that would grab his attention. Some guys have even said that I’m ‘too curvy’ for it to be attractive. Like what does that even mean??” You groaned, leaning your head back against the pillow.

Olivia rolled her eyes, “Some guys say the most stupid things... But you’re forgetting about something that’s even more important than your body, (y/n).”

You looked at her confused, “What do you mean? All guys care about are women’s bodies.” You stated, glancing down at your body.

“That’s not true for all guys though, mamita. You have an unbelievably amazing personality, that’s enough to capture anyone’s attention. You have all of these great qualities that only a guy who truly got to know you, would know you have. So maybe Oscar is that guy?” She offered, smiling more at you.

You thought about it for a minute before breaking out into a an excited fit of giggles, “Okay... it’s official, I’m gonna tell Oscar that I like him.” You said, feeling a sudden burst of confidence about your decision.

You grabbed your phone and texted Oscar, “Heyy, if you aren’t busy tonight, wanna hang out at the park??” You sent off the text and set your phone down.

I hope that didn’t sound eager... you thought to yourself, standing up.

“Thank you for letting me come over and vent, Olivia.” You smiled, giving her a big hug when she stood up too. “I’ll catch up with you later.” You promised, walking out of the house.

You felt a light buzzing in your pocket as you began walking home, signaling that you had received a text. Please be Oscar, you hoped, swiftly pulling your phone out of your pocket.

“Sure. Everything good, Ma?” Oscar had texted back, not too long after your message sent.

You blushed and felt your heart flutter at Oscar calling you “Ma”. Sure, it was something he had always called you regularly, but it began to mean more to you when you realized you had a crush on Oscar.

“Yes, just wanted to hang out and talk. Nothing sinister haha!” You sent back. You were excited that you finally had some alone time with Oscar. It had been a long time since the two of you hung out, especially with the gang having problems every five minutes.

I should probably wear something cute, this could possibly be the best moment of my life.. you smiled to yourself, opening your front door.

You walked to your bedroom, “You need a shower, (y/n).” You mumbled to yourself, passing your mirror.

You gathered everything you needed to shower and began doing your thing. Which included several mini concerts, two dramatic acting monologues, and imagining what it would be like to be Oscar’s girlfriend.

You stepped out of the shower, refreshed. You hummed quietly to the music as you began prepping for meeting Oscar.

Grabbing your shoes, you heard obnoxiously loud music playing outside.

You tilted your head and opened up your front door, wondering who would be obnoxious enough to have their music blasting like that.

“Ma, let’s go!” Oscar shouted as he turned the music down some.

Your eyes widened in surprise and you quickly grabbed your purse and locked the door. Heading to Oscar’s car you smiled, “Hey, I didn’t think you were going to pick me up, Oscar!” You giggled softly, “I assumed I was just going to meet you there.” You finished, opening the passenger door and sitting in the seat.

Oscar let out a deep chuckle and slowly pulled off from the curb, “Hey, why wouldn’t I pick you up? I’m a gentleman.” He smirked, looking over at you.

You raised an eyebrow and laughed, “Is that so, Spooky?” You questioned, playfully.

“Eh, I can be for the right woman!” He sent a smirk your way and then sent a charming smile, driving with his left hand on the wheel and the other resting behind your headrest.

You looked at Oscar shocked, Is he flirting with me? That definitely seemed like flirting.. maybe tonight won’t go bad! You comforted yourself, growing more excited by the minute.

Oscar pulled up to the park and turned off his car, “Okay, let’s go catch up.” He said, getting out of the car and walking around to open the door for you.

You blushed and took his hand as you stepped out of the car, thanking him for offering his hand.

You both began making your way to a picnic bench. “So what’s been up with you, (y/n)? I haven’t seen you around in a while.” Oscar smiled softly, sitting on a picnic table. “Kinda felt like you were avoiding me, Yeah?”

Your eyes widened a bit, “No, I wasn’t!” You assured him, but it was only partly true. You secretly hoped if you spent time away from him, the crush would go away. “I’ve just been busy with college and working and all that other boring stuff..” you told him.

Your uneasiness earned you a raised eyebrow from Oscar, “Right... qué pasa, Ma? What’s going on with you?” Oscar usually kept his facial expressions neutral, but he seemed to show a bit of concern for if you were okay.

“Okay, I did ask you here for a reason..” you admitted, beginning to feel your nerves creep up. You sat next to Oscar on the picnic table, taking a moment to gather what you wanted to say.

Oscar turned to face you and waited for you to begin.

“I know this is completely out of nowhere, Oscar, but I really like you.. I thought maybe if I kept myself busy and kept my distance from you for a bit, the crush might go away. Instead, it made it stronger and I have to tell you because I don’t know what else to do.. I like you so much, Oscar..” You paused briefly, taking in Oscar’s facial expression, not changing from his previous concerned face. Oscar didn’t stop you, so you took this as a sign to continue. “I don’t know why I started falling for you when you got out, but-“

“I’m not interested, (y/n).” Oscar glanced behind you, then focused his attention back on you.

You froze, feeling your heart shatter into tiny pieces.

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Oscar’s POV

“I’m not interested, (y/n).” I stated blandly, glancing at the Prophets that were watching (y/n) and I from another picnic table.

I watched as the sparkle in her eyes died out. It took everything in me not to pull her in my arms and tell her that I didn’t mean any of it, but I couldn’t let the Prophets use her as a way to get to me. I can’t protect her and Cesar..

(Y/n) quietly stood up, grabbed her purse and began to walk off. “(Y/n)... please let me give you a ride home at least.” I offered quietly, staring at her back.

I could hear the quivering in her voice, “No, it’s alright.” She responded softly, “I’ll get home just fine.” She finished, walking off again.

I looked over at the Prophets and glared as they smirked at (y/n) walking off.

I sighed, watching her walk into the darkness of the night. Guilt blanketing me because of what I just said to the woman I might want to spend the rest of my life with.

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Regular POV

You curled up on your couch, sniffling and crying into your couch pillow. Maybe you weren’t enough, you kept thinking.

You knew there was a chance that Oscar didn’t like you back, but you had no idea he would be so careless about it. Like you were beneath him. That’s what really hurt you. Not what he said, but how he said it.

You heard a light knock on the front door. You hiccuped softly and looked up with red puffy eyes. You wiped your running nose and got up. “Who is it?” You quietly asked, getting ready to unlock the door.

“It’s Oscar..” You heard faintly through the door.

You stiffened and stared at the door hurt, before talking through it. “What do you want?” You asked, wiping your face.

“Mamita, listen.” He frowned, “I didn’t mean a word of what I said. I just-..” he sighed before continuing, “I’m trying to protect you and not protect you at the same time.. wait that makes no sense.” Oscar gave a frustrated groan, “Mira, I like you too, (y/n). So much. That is why I can’t be with you, because other gangs might make you a target, like they’re doing with Cesar. They do this because you both are close with me and.. I would never be able to live with myself knowing you lost your life because of me..” he got quieter towards the end of the sentence.

You leaned your back against the door and kept listening to Oscar, not sure of how you should feel.

“Please trust me when I say that I do want to be with you. I will think of some way for me to make sure you stay safe, baby girl. Please open the door..” he begged.

You took a deep breath and moved your back from the door. You unlocked the door and opened it slowly, “So you didn’t say you were uninterested because of my body..?” You questioned, looking up shyly to meet Oscar’s eyes.

Oscar’s eyes widened and he tilted his head, “What the hell? Of course not, Ma. Any guy would be lucky to have you and your beautiful personality and curvy goddess of a body, but I want to be that lucky guy..” cupping your face and tracing his thumb over your cheek, Oscar kissed you slowly.

Saying you felt fireworks when you kissed him would be a cliché, but you certainly felt something magical when you kissed him back delicately.

“Will you be my girlfriend, (y/n)? I promise to protect you with everything I have.” He promised, whispering against your lips.

Requested? Yes! 

“can you guys please make a 'oscar as your boyfriend headcanon' for oscar diaz/spooky from on the block? thanks! love your work!!”

Author: Jade :))) 

-Let’s just get this straight 

-Oscar is very protective of you 

-like if you leave and come back with one piece of hair messed up he’s gonna ruin some lives 

-But he isn’t a helicopter boyfriend 

-He let’s you do whatever  you want to, he understands that you don’t want to be up next to him 24/7 

-He knows you can handle yourself, after all you are dating oscar diaz, and he wouldn’t date just anyone 

-It also works out with him being in a gang that you two aren’t needed to be next to each other since he leaves a lot 

-But when you two are together... oh boi ;) 

-You Calling him “Spooky” gets him riled up better than anything else you’ve ever seen 

-its an understament that you two are the king and queens of quickies when you two are both free 

-Oscar is the type of guy who always has your back in public, even if whatever you’re about to do isn’t even agreeable, he’s with you and makes it known no one should test it 

-Because no one goes against his girl 

-Now in private he might yell at you for being stupid but you can calm him down easily with a few kisses 

-Oscar doesn’t remind you often, but you’re one of the main reasons, other than cesar, that he decides to keep his life together once he gets out of prison 

-He talks to Cesar a lot about settling down with you, but hardly ever mentions it to you because he is scared you may run 

-He is the type that will call you randomly to tell you he is picking you up soon, just to go sit somewhere and eat 

-You two have a connection that doesn’t require talking 

-You can sit until 4am just in each other’s being there and not have to say much of anything 

-You enjoy those times when it seems peaceful and are not worried about him getting snatched up from the police 

-If the police were to ever get ahold of him, Oscar swears he would never mention you 

-You and Cesar are the first people he would protect, even if it means pretending to not even know you exist 

-Only Cesar and a few close friends know of your relationship to help keep  you safe and not have the word spread around 

-Because of this, Oscar isn’t too big on PDA

-But if it’s around the house he will pull you into his lap 

-(To make out) 

-He is not much of a cuddler but he likes to have you close to him when you guys are falling asleep 

-If there’s one thing he’s bad at, it’s remembering your birthday

-but he always makes it up to you with a meaningful gift and a romantic night