I came back on here n almost deleted everything like im not gon hold ya’ll💀💀
Highly embarrassing
BUT THANK YOU FOR THE LIKES AND FOLLOWS🥳 YALL WAS ACTIVE ASF, ima name yall the bankrolls or sum
Also i’d say new fic out soon but iss almost exam season… i gotta lock in🙏🏿 BUT MIND YOU that tumblr be wanting to run my fade deleting drafts and whole paragraphs. Idk if iss just me but it needa cut that shit out👥
I couldn’t decide if I wanted some fluff/angst shit or a really fru fru shnookums type beat but ig we’ll see
I forgot to mention that most if not all my writing gonna be with a black/poc coded reader in mind because I’m just that nigga🤞🏿. But honestly i don’t give a fuck who reads as long as u not being a fucking buffoon abt it. . . . PEACE🫂
The sun is just starting to set when you arrive on the beach shore. The waves crashing against the sand and the call of seabirds fill your ears as you start your search for Oscar. It had been a few days since kicking his little brother out to the streets and of course he wasn’t doing well at all. You went to his house to check up on him as you had been doing but there was no sign of him. That brings you to the beach. This is where the oldest Díaz brother is found when things get overwhelmingly complicated, his safe space. The first thing you ever learned about Oscar is that he finds security at the beach. You spot his car before you see him further down perched against the rocks.
You know Oscar hears you walk up but he decides against looking at you, focused on the ocean breeze against his skin. Plopping down beside him you pull a lighter from your pocket and the blunt behind your ear. Lighting up you stayed silent, knowing better than to try and push Oscar into talking.
“It shouldn’t be this way. I shouldn’t have to rob my own blood of a bed to sleep in.” You know he isn’t wanting a response but you turn your head towards him to show you are listening. His brows furrowed and mouth formed into a scowl as he continued.
“Cesar isn’t made for this typa life, yet because of me he’s headed in the wrong direction. We should be somewhere living a normal life where all he has to be worried about is school and teenage hormones. We look over our backs when our biggest concern should be work or our own familia running arou-”
He stops dead in his tracks. He expects you to scrutinize him like he’s betting all his worth on the most unfeasible outcome of his future. Expects you to snap him into the reality of what’s bound to happen due to the lifestyles y’all lead. Background noise fades out and plunges him into hypotheticals jumbling around in his head.
The heat radiating onto his fingers pinching the still burning blunt shakes him out of his head. With a clear of his throat and a quick glance in your general direction, he takes a slow drag of the content and hands it off to you. “Oscar, you aren’t stupid for wanting better than the gang. Aspirations make us human
“The Santos will still be the Santos long after you are gone and when the time comes that you decide step down, we’ll pick Cesar up by his mangy scruff n move to fucking Miami.” You cackle and the dopiest smile makes its way onto Oscar’s face as he watches you ramble about him not having to leave the ocean behind.
“On some real shit tho, I wanna spend whatever I have left with yo ass.” Your words come out low and raspy, but hold a hardness that would guarantee Oscar knows you aren’t spouting drug induced whims. You ash the roach in the sand and look up. Red hazy eyes meet the mocha pools finally staring back at you.
Reaching a hand out to his nape, you pull him forward, resting your foreheads together. Your fingers find purchase running along the tattoo adorning Oscar’s neck. His shoulders noticeably relax, relieved of the tension he felt. ‘Whatever you have left’ could range from a few hours to a hefty number of years. Letting your words hang over in the air, he leans further into your touch. He relishes the fact that he has another reason to want to abandon Santos life.
Anyways before we get started with requests n stuff i have to make a Masterlist and Rules ig cuz this shit caught me off guard💀. Ask me again once we cover all the bases 😀
I guess you don’t have to have watched the show to read but it’d make a lot more sense cuz im dead not starting from the beginning🤞🏿
there was posed to be more to this but yeah y'all don’t know that🧍🏿. . . . first actual post so wassup? I take criticism so don’t think we gon tussle or sum
Egg driping from his shoulder, Cesar rapidly typed on his keyboard. He could hear his friends bickering in the background.
“Jamal, get a Lyft?” Ruby asked said male. Jamal looks up from the fake sling bag hanging loosely from his forearm.
“My dad said Lyft was only for emergencies…” he urgently replies.
“Seriously!? What exactly constitutes as an emergency?” Cesar pockets his phone after sending his last message and lifts his head to look at everyone in the group.
“Don’t get a Lyft. It’s handled.” Cesar turned on his heels, heading back to the Halloween party they left minutes prior. With newfound determination, he walks straight up to the phony santos white boy. Noticing people looking behind him the boy turns around to be faced with Cesar. He chuckles and holds his arms out to his sides.
“You want some more?” He questions Cesar with a grin displayed on his face. Cesar rocked on his feet giving the boy a glare from head to toe.
“Oooh, you think you’re hard. Okay.” Leaning his shoulders back and eyebrows up, he taunted the latino in front of him, still harboring a cocky attitude.
“Nah, I’m not.” Cesar states while shaking his head, never breaking eye contact with the offending party.
“But he is.” The engine of a black 1964 Chevy Impala Convertible can be heard pulling up behind Cesar. He finally he averts his eyes to look back at the car rolled up behind him. Stepping out from the car and slamming the door, you’re hardening glare immediately met with the paled face of the white boy. Cesar’s lips twitch upwards watching as you hastily step around the car, towards the imposter.
Coming face to face with the male, you watch as his eyes flicker from the cross tattoo peeking from under your tank top , to the teardrop sat just below your eye. The surrounding area is silent apart from the strained breathing of the boy. Noticing the eyeliner drawn tattoo you curtly scoff with an amused expression before returning to the mug. Lifting your thumb to your mouth, you wet it and harshly swipe away the marking on his cheek. Using your index and middle finger you rub at your own, once again looking directly into the male’s eyes.
“You playin dress-up but this shit’s real.” You step up closer, brows furrowed, watching the facade completely slip away.
“Please. What do you want?” The trembling form in front of you pleaded. You quickly glance back at Cesar before smirking down at the scared male.
Please for the love of God space your paragraphs!! It's hard to read and focus on and it makes me not wanna read it because of how it's all ONE FUCKING PARAGRAPH. I'm not gonna sit here and look for where I left off when it's just one fucking page full of words and no indents. SPACE APART YOUR PARAGRAPHS. YOU CAN SOCIAL DISTANCE WHY IS THIS SO HARD?
Reblog if you hate picrews with no dark skin options (yes even the ones where the shade of white is even a little darker, and yes ashy tones too bc there SUPER annoying, and the ones with no curly or protective hair like braids)
i adore black women and feminine-aligned people getting their fics. like the representation is amazing! and it's beautiful every. single. time. these beautiful people are getting their rep and with style too, as they deserve.
but, what about black masculine-aligned people? i mean, you see fics about trans guys and cis guys but, you never see their "glistening dark skin" being given attention to. it's always racial ambiguous (which is greatly appreciated) or hinted towards a paler reader.
i'm not a girl but, i'm still black. i'd like to read more fics that don't include "soft, blushing cheeks" while also using he/him pronouns throughout it.
it's not a complaint, i swear! just an observation.
honestly idk what to expect next🧑🏿🦲 I done lived through the most outrageous beefs ive ever seen. they not even beefs fr but iss just weird to see them interact the way they did😭