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evermoresversion · 4 months
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ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙mirror sex, brian o'conner.﹚
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TW/TAGS Established relationship, rough sex (kinda), mirror sex, porn without a plot, dirty talk, fluff ending. Lmk if I forgot something.
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"Look at you, that's a pretty little slut." Brian hissed, pounding into you while you were in the doggy position. A mirror was positioned in front of the bed, letting you see your reflection and the expressions on Brian's handsome face.
The stretch he was doing inside you felt so good it made you roll your eyes into the back of your skull.
"Fuck, Brian, more, please, faster." You moaned loudly as you felt him grab your hair with one of his hands as he slammed his hips against yours making you see stars.
You bit your lip hard as you felt the pleasure build up more and more inside your tummy.
"Are you going to cum? Are you going to fucking cum? Yeah? Are you going to cum on my cock?" His voice came out raspy and breathy from the force with which he was pounding inside you while nothing but moans and gasps came out of your lips.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" You repeated like a prayer, feeling that tingling throughout your body as soon as you started to climb that climb.
"Cum, go ahead." He didn't have to say it twice as soon as you felt that knot in your stomach burst, making you let out a cry of pleasure.
"Fuck." You whimpered and felt Brian come inside you as his thrusts decreased in intensity and you felt him soften.
He sighed and you saw in the reflection of the mirror that he closed his eyes breathing heavily. When he opened them he met your eyes and smiled fondly at you.
"Come here." He reached for you, wrapping his arms around your torso and laying you both down. Laying face to face, he moved your hair away from your forehead and placed a kiss on the area. "I love you, angel."
"I love you even more." You whispered.
disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2024.
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Fastest Girl in Town - Snippet (From the Vault)
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TITLE: Fastest Girl in Town PAIRING: Vince/OC RATING: T CHAPTER: One-shot SUMMARY: While at a race out of town, Dom runs into an old friend. Someone he hasn’t since in quite a while.
[A/N - Vince does not appear in this. He was going to at the end and the OC and him were going to reconcile.]
Brian and Dom pulled up to the racing location.
“So why are we here?” Brian asked as they got out of the Charger.
The loud roar of an engine was heard.
Brian turned and saw a large truck coming towards them.
“That’s why we’re here”, Dom told him.
It skidded to a halt in front of them and the driver got out. It was a small young woman.
“Toretto!” she squealed. She ran towards him and hugged him. “You’re a long way from home.”
“Could say the same thing about you.”
“Who’s the newb?”
“Brian O’Conner, meet Dominique Ford. We call her Mini. Fastest girl on the East coast. Taught her everything she knows”.
Dominique rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Quit bragging.”
“You’re so young”, Brian said.
“Not much younger than you”, she told him, “Dom and I met after his dad died”.
“I thought we were here to race.”
“Why don’t you put your money where your mouth is?”
“$300.”
Dom and Dominique threw down $300.
“Now when I race, I have one rule. No NOS. You use NOS, you’re disqualified”, she said.
“What?” Brian asked her.
“I like to win fair and square. NOS is an unfair advantage.”
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mothdruid · 9 months
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Losers Prize
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pairing. Brian O'Conner x afab!reader
word count. 1k
warnings. this is a 18+ work, minor's buzz off. smut, fluff, oral sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex.
author's note. I told all of you it was coming. i just needed to get this out of my system. so like, here's my Brian O'Conner smut fic. and i guess for reference, this is like during the second movie when Brian is in Miami. k bye.
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This wasn't how the night was supposed to go. Not one bit.
You were supposed to race, win, then go home with your cash.
What wasn't supposed to happen was the fourth not showing up. What wasn't supposed to happen was Tej calling Brian O'Conner. What wasn't supposed to happen was Brian winning the damn race. And what definitely wasn't supposed to happen was you going home with Brian.
But here you were, head thrown back as Brian was eating you out. Blonde locks threaded in between your fingers, tugged on periodically. Moans were pouring from your lips, Brian not letting up no matter how hard you pulled.
"Fuck, Bri," you whimpered.
He was staring up at you, bright blue eyes locking with yours. A flick from his tongue had you breaking eye contact, rolling your head back. The barely comfortable sheets were tight in your free hand. Brian's arms were under your legs, hands on your hips to hold you in place. The thick Floridian air was making sweat permeate on the both of you.
"Tell me what you want," Brian said before lapping at your cunt again.
"What I want is for you to fuck me," you replied with a bit of bite.
Brian rolled his eyes while he sucked on your clit, hard. Your hand tightened almost painfully in his hair. You propped yourself up with one elbow to watch Brian. The tightness in your abdomen was becoming unbearable. This slinky racer had you on the edge of pleasure, giving you just enough to keep you there and not push you over.
"Come on, Brian," you whined.
Brian smirked against your cunt and decided to give you what you wanted. His tongue worked over your clit feverishly. The feeling made you drop your head back, knowing this was it.
The tightness in your abdomen snapped, pleasure washing over you. Brian's hands held your hips in place, stopping them from pressing against him too hard. Moans were falling from you, head rolling back and forth on the bed. Brian tongue didn't seem to stop, making your legs start to quiver.
"Brian, please!" You yelped, the sensations becoming too much.
The plea did its job. Brian removed himself from your lower half. He climbed up your body, diligent placed kisses on your skin the whole way up. You smashed your lips to his, tasting yourself on his lips. A moan left you while your tongue roamed his. His hair was tight between your fingers.
"That enough for you?" Brian smiled against your lips.
A hand came up to cup your jaw. You opened your eyes after he broke the kiss. Your hands had moved to his shorts, unbuckling them as quick as you could. Brian let out a soft chuckle, resting his forehead against yours.
"And here I thought you didn't want to see me tonight," Brian kissed you again.
"I didn't," you started pushing his shorts and boxers down, "plan on losing either."
Brian groaned when you took him in your hand. Each stroke had him placing a kiss to your skin. Your neck, cheek, shoulder, chest, it didn't matter what body part. Brian just needed you, craved you.
Neither of you could wait anymore. You hooked your legs around his waist and pulled him closer to you. Brian groaned when his cock rubbed your cunt. The spit and cum from him eating you out made the perfect lubricant for him. The head of his cock would periodically catch against your entrance as he rutted his hips.
"Brian, if you don-" The head of his cock slipped into you, stopping your words mid sentence.
"If I don't what?" Brian asked with a smirk.
All you could respond with was a moan as he pushed deeper into you. Finally his hips were completely flush with your own, cock completely shoved inside of your cunt. You clenched around him, eliciting a groan from him. Eventually his hips started moving, thrusting in and out of you.
The rhythm was sensual yet quick. He was hitting the perfect spot inside of you, the one that had your whole body clenching. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, keeping him close while he rammed into you. His hands were kneading your ass and sides. You couldn't keep your mind straight, thinking about all the different sensations.
Brian was nuzzled into your neck, placing soft wet kisses where ever he could. The occasional nip had you moaning loudly. He pulled back for a moment, looking down at you. One hand came up to your face, cupping your cheek as he went in for a bruising kiss. During the kiss his thrusts became more powerful, pushing you over the edge.
He kept thrusting in and out of you, keeping your orgasm going for as long as he could. Once it subsided, he thrusted only a few more times only to pull out and come on your stomach. The groans that he produced while coming were gorgeous. He held you carefully, trying to keep the cum from getting on himself.
Eventually, he got up and searched down a hand towel to clean you up with. He wet it before giving it to you, letting you clean yourself up. He knew that's what you preferred to do anyways, no matter how many times he tried to be gentlemanly about it. Brian found an old pair of basketball shorts on the floor, putting them on before searching a clean t-shirt for you. You happily accepted the t-shirt, slipping it on then finding your underwear to put on.
"I take it you're staying then?" Brian asked as he got on the bed next to you.
"You did take my money tonight, the least you can do is let me stay," you placed a kiss to his cheek.
Brian smiled at you.
"Hey, a race is a race," Brian playfully argued.
"I never disagreed with that," you said while cuddling into him.
"Isn't this enough of a prize?" Brian joked while gesturing to himself.
"Are you calling yourself the loser's prize?" You questioned, quirking an eyebrow up.
"Only if you're the loser."
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leclercstarrs · 10 months
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the house party, brian o’conner.
summary: in which brian shows up to dom’s house party after a street race and finds a guy flirting with you!
warnings: not yet proof read!
notes: requested by anon, sorry this took so long! hope it finds you! also this was written at like 5am so it might be pure shit but enjoy!
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You’re currently sitting on the small couch in Dom, your friend’s, living room. Some random guy that was at the street race earlier sits down right next to you, passing you a beer and then taking a sip out of his own. “Crazy, Torreto can’t even show up to his own party, right?” The guy jokes. You don’t find him all that funny, but you let out a fake laugh, turning slightly to admire his attractiveness. He has fluffy brunette hair with the nicest green eyes you’ve seen, paired with a baggy shirt and pants combo. “So, you got a boyfriend?” He abruptly asks you, earning a small smile from you as you shake your head. “Not much of a talker, huh? What about dancing?” He laughs, standing up and offering you his hand, wanting you to dance with him.
You contemplate the offer. You have a small thing for Brian, this new rookie racer that’s becoming friends with your friends. You met him at a street race a bit ago, he’s been on your mind ever since. Unfortunately, thinking nothing’s going to go farther than your school-girl crush, you take the guy’s hand.
“What’s your name?” You ask him as the two of you dance to the music, surrounded by other couple’s grinding up against each other.
“Tyler.” He pauses. “And what about you?”
“(Y/N).”
“Pretty name.” He grins.
The two of you are now inches apart, his hands on your waist, guiding your hips to the song. You’re so hypnotized by him that you don’t even notice Brian and Dom walking into the house at that exact moment, the blonde one watching you dance with some random guy.
“You like her?” Dom laughs, noticing the jealousy on Brian’s face as he continues to watch you from the front door, not knowing how to respond.
“What? Man, no.” He denies.
“Sure, alright.” Dom shakes his head, passing Brian a beer, the man taking it and starting to drink from it. “You should say something to her.” He continues before walking away with Letty, leaving Brian alone.
“Right.” He says to himself.
After a few minutes you notice Brian, glancing at him when you look over Tyler’s shoulder, noticing him staring the two of you down. You nod your head in his direction, acknowledging his presence as he drinks his beer in the corner of the room, some girl coming up to him a moment later. “Hey, baby, what’s your name?” The girl flirts with him, sitting on his lap and smirking. This time, it’s your turn to be jealous, glaring at the girl. You shouldn’t be getting jealous, considering you’re dancing with some guy, who you’re no longer focused on, but something about seeing Brian with that girl makes you stop dancing, leaving Tyler confused. “What’s up?” He raises an eyebrow, confused on why you stopped. “Sorry, you’re super hot, but I can’t.” You shake your head, walking away and making your way towards the blonde haired guy.
“Excuse me?” The girl that’s sitting on his lap and flirting with him questions, her tone harsh. “Wanna dance?” You ignore her and straight up ask Brian, earning a smile from him as he gently moves the girl off his lap and stands up, happily accepting your offer. “Hell yeah.” He takes your hand.
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echoalyssa · 9 months
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Counterparts | Brian O’Conner
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The night air is warm, almost comforting. The city of Los Angeles seemed to have decided to go to sleep tonight. The city, normally bustling with life, was quiet, peaceful. Somewhere in the distance, a dog barks up at the moon.
I’m standing in front of Mercy Park’s garage checking the oil level of my bike. My brother Logan is lingering by the bay doors, rearranging a stack of Husky jacks that really did not need to be rearranged. He was skeptical about me going riding with someone outside of our crew, but I had known Brian for years.
He drove with Dominic Toretto. Toretto’s crew were technically our rivals as we worked out of the same part of LA. Though Dom and Kaneko, the leader of the Mercy Park Crew, had come to an agreement to coexist.
We’d decided to leave the JDM’s at home tonight. It was perfect weather to take the bikes out and we’d both been neglecting the machines.
         The loud thrum of Brian’s bike alerts me that he is around the corner. I glance at Logan and narrow my eyes at him, begging him to go back inside and talk to Toby or Ximena. He was ridiculously worried about Brian considering his girlfriend’s dad was the cop who had almost brought us all in. 
Brian comes around the corner and pulls into the garage’s parking lot. He nudges the kickstand out with his right booted foot and then turns the key in the ignition to shut the machine off. He tugs his helmet off, revealing his blonde curls and striking blue eyes. The smile that he aims at me is intoxicating.
He dismounts his bike and crosses the distance towards me. I open my arms for him immediately. His arms go around my waist, and I loop mine around his neck. He smells like oil mixed with an earthy undertone. Brian holds me for a good minute before he steps back and flashes me with that grin again. 
“It’s been too long.” He glances over your shoulder and raises his hand in a wave, “Hey Logan!”
I hear the garage door close and know that my brother has finally left us alone.
“You look good.” I murmur back to him. And he does, he’s wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans. He has his steel toes on and a thin gold chair dangles around his neck. He’s showered recently, his hair bearing the signs of water. Though somehow there is a dirt smudge just under his jaw, as if he just can’t quite seem to stay away from the grime of working on cars.
Brian pokes the tip of my nose with his index finger and then glances at the garage behind me. He tilts his head in the direction of the street. Even though both crews were on good terms did not mean that we should be hanging out together in broad view.
I pull my hair into a loose braid before sliding my helmet on. Brian starts his bike again, throwing a leg over. He maneuvers it backwards so that he can pull back out onto the road. It’s currently wrapped in white with the signature Toretto decals on the gas tank.
My own bike, a Kawasaki Ninja is blacked out. I went for stealth. The machine roars to life underneath me. Brian nods in my direction and together we rev the engines before taking off down the road.
I let Brian lead; I didn’t mind where we went as long as I would get an adrenaline rush. He takes us through a few side streets before we hit the ramp to the highway. He turns his head, checking to make sure that I am still behind him.
The second he confirms that I am still following behind him like his little shadow, he tucks and takes off down the empty highway. My heart soars as I accelerate after him. The red needle on my speedometer quickly craws into the triple digits.
We’re absolutely soaring, breaking felony speeds, but neither of us have plates. The wind whips his t-shirt around, making the fabric crawl upward so it bunches around his chest and exposes the hard planes of muscle. 
There aren’t many people out on the highway, but we weave through the ones that are. We’re perfectly in sync, reading each other’s movements without needing to communicate. I give the throttle a little more and go surging past him, but only for a moment. He overtakes me. It continues like this for miles, each of us going for the lead. The city is a blur around us.
I outstretch a hand to the wind, feeling the way it pushes my arm back in because of the speed. Anyone who saw us together must have been in awe, we give off an almost ethereal aura. Yin and Yang. Light and dark. One and the same.
We were brothers. But bound by more than blood. We were twins as well. Counterparts. Gangster princes of the city we met.
No amount of words could describe the perfection of the moment between the two of us. A picture would do no justice.
Adrenaline pumps through my veins, one mistake and we would be dead, but there was no fear. Only the urge to go faster, to push the limits. That was the thing about Brian, he understood. That if speed was to lead to our demise, we would go out smiling.
Almost too soon, Brian drops a hand to his side, signaling that he is going to take the next exit ramp. He leans into the turn and checks once more, that I’m behind him. We maneuver down a few side roads and then come to a stop atop a hill. The stars are bright tonight, almost defying nature. 
Brian dismounts his bike first, and then he’s in front of me. I haven’t even finished setting up my kickstand before his hands are pulling my helmet off and his lips are brushing against mine. I sigh into him, trusting that I can tip toe the bike and kiss him back. It’s like a weight has been lifted off of my chest
He pulls away but rests his forehead against mine, his fingers brush the strands of hair that had escaped my braid back behind my ears. “I missed you.”
The only response I can find is to pull him back towards me. There wasn’t much time to spare for either of us, both crews were constantly traveling for boosts, but the time that we did have together… we savored it. Loyalties to the crews aside, the two of us would always come back to one another.
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fangirlings-things · 1 year
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Being a part of the team would include headcanons
anon said: hello!! can I please request some headcanons where reader is a part of the fast and furious team and maybe even their reaction to finding out brian is a cop? thank you!!
A/N: heyy, love!! thank you for requesting, hope you like this, sorry for the long wait!
THIS IS SET IN THE FIRST MOVIE AND WITH THE ORIGINAL TEAM, WHILE BRIAN WAS WORKING UNDERCOVER
TAG LIST IS OPEN
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You met Dom and Letty at a race night downtown
They like the respect you show others, treating them as equals despite whomever they were and of course, they like the way you drive
And so, they tell you to race with them
Although you lost to Dom, you did manage to beat Letty in a race, and she chuckles when you compliment her about her driving and says that you only won because of luck
She even tried to give you her car, as you two had bet, but you tell her to keep it. Your garage was too small for two cars anyway, and in that moment Dom decides he really likes you
He invites you to his house for a beer later on that day with them and some other friends, and you accept
Dom's house was quite welcoming. There were people entering and leaving through the front door and loud music came from the inside, as well as the smell of beers
Once inside, Dom and Letty gave you a Corona and introduced you to their team, their family
Jesse, Leon, Mia and Vince. They were all cool and welcomed you with taps on the shoulder and smiles, followed by laughing and congratulations when they heard you had beaten Letty on a race
After that day, you would often meet in races and enjoy some friendly time together
More and more, you started to get invited to their parties and family meals and when they told you to make the prayers one day before starting to eat, that's when you knew you had been completely and without a doubt accepted.
You were a part of their family now and as you had none ever since you were just a teen, you felt more than happy about having people to love and call yours
One year later, it felt like you had always been there with them, sharing almost every day and meal together. You had developed different relationships with all of them and yet, they all loved you and you loved them
Dom watched over you like a little sibling, always caring for your well being and making sure you were good. He deeply appreciated the time you spent in the garage together, fixing cars and drinking Coronas
Letty loves the fact that you are always up for anything she has in mind. Let's race? Sure, get in. Wanna grab a beer? Yeah, of course. Let's make some popcorn and watch a movie with the others in the living room? Turn on the TV, I'll grab the popcorn. You are very good friends, and that's special to her
Mia likes the fact that even though you run with the team and take part in all their dangerous doings, she has never seen you mistreating people or being violent without extreme necessity. Your heart is good, and she values that
Jesse feels comfortable enough around you to speak a lot about the functioning of the cars he is currently working on. You don't mind him sounding like a know-it-all, like the others sometimes do. He is very smart and gifted, and so you were very interested to know even a bit of what he knew
Leon enjoys your company for practically everything but what he likes the most, is when you and him go to the races together in the same car when you do not intend to run on that night and you keep watch over the police radio together while the others run. He used to do it alone all the time and to have a company for it, comment the races and compliment other people's cars, just makes him feel really good
Vince was a bit distant in the beginning. Not because he didn't like you, but that's just the way he is with strangers. He warmed up little by little to you and finally, after some months where racing and drinking together became a thing to you both, you came to the conclusion that you could finally call him a friend
Things went perfectly, you felt much better than when you lived all alone across the city and on top of that, you were all making really good money with the truck robbery's
And then, Brian came
The first few times you saw him eating those horrible sandwiches, you knew he was there just because of Mia. You teased her a lot about it, and she just rolled her eyes at you
Vince didn't like him at all, and more than once you had stopped him from just going and beating the blond right then and there
When Brian started racing with you and getting invited to the house, you were friendly with him, because that had been you in his place not so long ago
You liked the guy, even though he was most of the time too reckless for his own sake
You became friends too, and he would come to you to ask questions about things he didn't understand or about the others
And you casually tell him over a few beers in the porch, just enjoying the breeze and laughing together
When you found out he was a cop, you felt extremely betrayed
Because you had been the one to tell him a lot of the things he knew about the team and guilt consumed you
Also, he had been tricking Mia, and you loved her like a sister
You couldn't look him in the eye, couldn't believe he had been faking all that time you spent together, racing together
He wasn't your friend, he was just a cop doing undercover work
And that hurt you a great deal not just because he had hurt you
But also, because he had hurt your family
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hanasnx · 5 months
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NOTES: for @xstarkillerx
You can't conceptualize what's wrong, a combination of things weighing you down as you seek out comfort. BRIAN O'CONNER sits at his work-table, sketching concept designs for the tweaks he'd like Tej to make. He's not a very gifted artist, but he's got the general idea down, at least until you pad onto the scene. As quiet as you are, he's learned your tells, glancing at you after he speaks, "What's up, sweetheart?" he asks, a little curl to his lips at the sight of you rubbing the sleepiness from your eyes. You don't say anything, coming up to his side to fix your hands on his thigh, hoping to silently grab his attention while you wait for him to notice you. It takes him a second, but he does, gazing at you more deliberately this time. You exchange a look, and he adjusts in his seat to accommodate you while you invite yourself onto his lap.
You nestle in, tucking your head under his chin with a sigh. With an arm, he secures you, drawing you into him to get more comfortable himself, he inclines into you, curling his body around you as if you're his centerpiece. Gently, he bounces you on his leg, eyeing the tip of your nose. "S'the matter, bunny? Don't feel like talking?" You're unresponsive, you don't even look at him, and he strokes your back with his big hand. "I got it. Don't worry, I got it." Sweetly, he rubs his cheek on the top of your head, ending it with an affectionate kiss.
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yoooitssalexx · 7 months
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M A S T E R L I S T
V I K T O R D R A G O
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Ignoring the past: Balboa!daughterxViktor Drago
In which the daughter of famous heavy weight champ Rocky Balboa begins a tumultuous relationship with the son of an old enemy who brings up too many painful memories.
Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // in progress
B R I A N O' C O N N E R
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On the road: Latina OFC x Brian O'Conner (NEW WIP!)
In which a beautiful Latina and a handsome ex cop meet on the road and fall in love, only to discover they both are keeping secrets.
Meet the Characters //
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ajlikoshlt · 5 months
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Brian O'Connor X Female Reader.
Fast and Pretty.
Who would have believed it, you, capricious, rich and always demanding girl, here you are. In a street race. Cars of all colors surround you, many individuals have their eyes on you. A little bourgeois with a Ralph Lauren sweater and skirt all this matched with black platform moccasins, it was insignificant.
Among the crowd around you, your eyes meet those of a blond with the air of an angel straight down from paradise. He too was looking at you and from top to bottom taking all his time to appreciate the view. He gave you his best wink and advanced towards you.
"What are you doing here?"
You laughed slightly and pushed your hair to the back.
"I'm walking, can't you see it Brian?"
"To go for a walk? These are not places for you, my bourgeois. Too much crime and half-naked girls. So you see your buttocks my pretty, you're going to bring it home without asking any questions." The blonde's venous hands come to rest on your shoulders.
"Yeah, tell me too to suck your dick as long as you're there, no, but it's not okay?" You say by arching an eyebrow.
"The vulgarities are not for you, it makes you ugly beauty. And if it's you who proposes, you know very well that I will never say no." You look up to the sky in the face of his totally useless comments.
"You should consider closing your mouth from now on darling, I didn't ask you to give an opinion."
You turned your heels and went to your friends. Before the race begins, you change your clothes. Your Ralph Lauren set was exchanged for low-waisted pants and a black top. The piercing on your navel was now visible to everyone, your necklaces and bracelets too and this famous tattoo barely visible along your spine.
When you go in your car, you do some touch-ups on your makeup, a touch of sliding and voila. You start your body and then made the engine roar. Your car is parked next to Brian's. You lowered your window and shouted slightly so that he could hear your voice.
"Tonight it's you and me blonde!" Your voice made him smile.
"I have a deal for you Y/N, if I win, let me declare my love to you. And if I lose. Let me be at your service."
You tilt your head slightly with a small smile.
"Why not. It's interesting what you propose blonde. But we'll see the moment."
The race had just started, you were all behind, everyone in front of you thought you were already out of the race, except that you had just decided to take your time. After a certain number of minutes, you end up going faster and faster, until you reach Brian, who was all ahead. You gave him your most beautiful smile and accelerated at once.
You thought you were going to lose the race that you saw Brian do the same, but you didn't give up. You still decided that you would continue to shift gears even if it meant burning your engine, just to arrive first.
It was very tight, but you cross the finish line before him. The smile stuck to your glossy lips, you noded to Brian who had just arrived. You come out of the car to confront him.
Arriving towards him, his hands settled around your waist and his eyes looked at you from top to bottom.
"So blond, the statement will not be for tonight, but in any case know that from today, there will be no more Brian without me and no more me without Brian."
Your hands rested on his neck, your mouth came to rest on his cheek.
End.
It was a pleasure for me to write that. See you next time with new stories and more spice.
Amande <3.
(And sorry for the spelling and comprehension mistakes, I'm not an English speaker..)
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audrey-library · 2 years
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Brian O’Connor Fic Recommendations
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Headcanons:
Brian O’Conner NSFW alphabet by @caitlinsnicket​
Dating Brian O’Connor would include by @furiousfanfiction​
Imagines
Imagine meeting Brian’s crew by @furiousimagines​
brian x fem!reader where they both like each other and dom basically becomes brian’s wingman by @crabat-the-queen​
Imagine Brian has a crush on you, Han’s sister, and every time you walk into the room he just stares by @furiousimagines​
Imagine Brian is your new neighbour and he accidentally knocked a hole in your bedroom wall while you were in your underwear and ready to take a shower by @furiousimagines
Imagine winning Brian in a race and promising you a car, and he brings you this by @englands-rose
Imagine Brian holding your son for the first time by @furiousimagines
Imagine being Dom’s younger sister and being obsessed with bikes. When Brian sees you for the first time, he falls in love immediatly by @furiousimagines​
Imagine having a family with Brian O’Connor by @allthingsimagines​
Imagine racing Brian by @furiousimagines
Imagine Brian making love to you by @furiousimagines​
Imagine going on a road trip with Brian by @furiousimagines​
One-Shots
Sweet Spot by @haileygarciasunshine
2 Fast 2 Furious by @greedyhoneyz
Home for the Holidays by @haileygarciasunshine
Why Do You Care? by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms​
Stood Up by @allthingsimagines​
Rehearsal by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms​
Courage Dear Heart by @haileygarciasunshine
Congratulations by @stripper-patrick
Leather and Lace by @haileygarciasunshine
Corazon by @haileygarciasunshine
Retribution by @url-is-under-construction
Summoned by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms
Lose by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms​
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Wrong ღ by @/-voidmarvel123 ~ status: completed
The Fast Lane by @/prodigybitxhhh ~ status: completed
Brat by @/Killiked ~ status: ongoing
Nothing Like Us by @/celticthxnder ~ status: completed 
the remainder by @/sweeteasaint ~ status: ongoing
Twin Flame by @/RuffieRoseStories
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lily-174 · 9 months
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Updated wattpad masterlist ❤️
✍️: @pizzaboyrheewp
Memory Series (The Walking Dead)
> Never ending memories || Book 1
> Memory of devotion || book 2
> destruction of memories || book 3
description:
Alex Grimes, the niece of Rick and Lori grimes alone after being split from her group, Dealing with the loss of her best friend… after defying all odds and being reunited with her family, She helps her uncle fight for a future finding love along the way but does that love last with the things they face?
💌: Alex Grimes x Glenn Rhee
💌: multi oc from the second book
💌: love interests for rosita, negan etc
Street racers in Chicago (fast and furious x chicago pd)
description:
Street racer Ashley Quinn turned detective… After facing a trauma in LA, Ashley Ran leaving her lover and family behind her anxiety and fear too much to bare. Six years later she’s a detective in Chicagos intelligence unit still hiding the grief and guilt she left LA with. yet what happens when those secrets are let out and the past reveals more then just memories?
💌: Ashley Quinn x Brian O’conner x Jay Halstead
Leaving tonight (Teen Wolf)
description: Aurora hadfield had just returned to beacon hills after leaving the town in middle school. Hoping to find out more information on her peculiar experiences she befriends none other than Scott and Stiles. Yet maybe returning to beacon hills was the worst decision she’d ever made…
💌:Aurora Hadfield x Stiles Stilinski
Something in the Orange (Chicago Fire)
description: Harley Flores, looking for a new job after 8 years with the 3rd battalion 75th rangers regiment. back in chicago she goes to the only person she trusts, Her brother, Detective Isaac Flores and he recommends none other than the fire academy… What happens when her brother convinces chief boden she’s worth his time and the free candidate spot on truck 81?
💌: Harley Flores x Matt Casey
Taste of Solitude (Twilight x Teen wolf)
The Lewis twins of Scott McCalls pack leaving beacon hills following the death of their mother. Believing their father was bringing them to a calm town where their Uncle and Cousin resided. Only to be lead to another town laced with legends and secrets…
💌: Violet Lewis x Jacob black
Shrivelled roses
His eyes sparkled warm sun-lit ocean currents with threads of emerald green, and far too beautiful to belong to a monster. A monster held prisoner by the sun falling in love with a girl who resembled the warmth of the biggest star in our sky… The sun.
💌: Stefan Salvatore x Aelia Miller
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evermoresversion · 10 months
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ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙nothing's right, brian o'conner.﹚
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PAIRING Brian O'Conner x Fem!Reader
TW/TAGS Pregnancy, established relationship.
SUMMARY After several mishaps in their relationship, they were finally able to have their first child.
REQUESTS ARE OPEN | BRIAN'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST
The two of you had been in a relationship for at least five years, even longer.
Ever since you first met while he was undercover, you caught his eye.
Although you had your ups and downs because of the missions, discovering that he was a policeman and everything that happened after that, you managed to keep your relationship stable.
So much so that both were expecting your first child.
They were the last days of the last week of pregnancy.
The contractions were getting more and more painful, the baby was clinging more. There was no doubt, your child with Brian was about to be born.
And one day in particular that Brian was with Dom doing God knows what, you broke your waters.
Luckily you were with Mia and she quickly took you to the hospital, running a couple of red lights and breaking some transitory laws, the normal thing.
Mia called her brother and Brian, who also arrived as fast as they could.
"Where is she?" Brian asked looking for you with a nurse, she led her to your room where you were still having contractions. "Everything's fine." He took your hand and you squeezed it hard, too hard to tell the truth.
"Nothing's right O'Conner!" you exclaimed feeling the pain from your back to your abdomen, making you gasp in pain.
It was little to say that he was starting to panic not knowing what to do and seeing you in so much pain.
But as soon as the labor passed and you left his hand more sore than ever, he was relieved when you already had your baby in your arms.
He kissed your head closing his eyes for a moment, enjoying it, while tears of happiness rolled down your cheeks.
"I love you, you did well, love." He commented repeatedly kissing your forehead.
They took your baby to check that everything was in order and put it in the incubator.
"I love you more, thank you." you murmured smiling, caressing his hand that was on your cheek.
"Thanks for what?"
"For all."
disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.
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mrsbrianoconner · 2 years
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xstarkillerx · 9 months
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Literally tipsy right now but I need to publicly release the version of Brian o'conner in my head
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like UGHHHH if you knew, if you only knew. He's so disgusting, filthy, perverted, does shit to get off that makes him ashamed to look in the mirror. Because isn't that what he was anyway? A man with a fluid sense of morality who can easily be swayed to the "other side" if he's having enough fun. A man who, time and time again, justifies ruining his life for the sake of another person? Sure it was Dom in the movies, but what if it was you?
What if you stroked the reckless bone in his body? The one that's dying to have you squirming in his lap while he hits the fucking redline one-handed, putting literal fistfuls of lives at risk, because you wanted his fingers in your pussy while the turbo fluttered. The one that lets his friend fuck you in the backseat while his hands stroke his steering wheel with slow, itching fingers, cock hard in his jeans because he's always had a thing for cars and every time Rome's touch makes you whine you sound exactly how he pictured she would: the Skyline, his girl, his prize car he built from the ground up. Moan again, let Roman bottom out one more time even if it hurts because you almost got it, it's just like he imagined her.
This isn't even the fucking half of it, I haven't even said what I wanna say. I just want Brian to wake up hating himself and yet he harder than he's ever been because you're there sleeping next to him and he knows the moment you wake up you're gonna let him do something that spikes his adrenaline.
Or something like that idk I'm gonna go take another shot 😁
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echoalyssa · 8 months
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Blinks | Brian O'Conner
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It was known throughout the entire crew that losing a car would hurt just as much as losing a person. We all knew that we had formed bonds with our cars in ways that no one would understand until they experienced it themselves. The second you sat in the driver’s seat; the car became an extension of yourself. The two of you were one, biological and material parts meshed together.
I’m on my knees, my hands are resting on top of my thighs, palms upward. The tears that seep from my eyes burn. Someone is crying so, so loud. There are hands on my shoulder’s keeping me from falling forward. I can’t even keep myself upright… 
How had this happened? One second, I had been speeding down the mountain pass, and the next I was scrambling away from the burning wreckage.
The entire engine bay is in flames, thick plumes of smoke spiral up into the sky. His horn blares loudly. Both blinkers still flash at me and the last remaining headlight peers at me. I can smell my car burning, chunks of flames fall to the ground around it. He was so strong, holding on as long as he could. My car has reached its end though and the horn stutters before it cuts out completely. The remaining headlight goes dark, as if someone had just blown out a candle. Almost immediately, his blinkers go dark. The last blinks… his final goodbye as he went willingly to wherever the souls of cars go.
It's utterly silent now, except for the crackling of the flames and my sobs. The trees spiral high into the sky on all sides, almost sealing us from the world. A private death. He had sacrificed himself to save my life.
I can feel my boyfriend behind me, his fingers rubbing at the back of my neck soothingly. Brian had lost his eclipse earlier in the year, so he understood everything that was running through me. I had been building this car for just under two years. I had dumped thousands of dollars into it, replacing every part of a sixteen-year-old car that I could. And beyond everything, I had walked through life every day with this car by my side. My first car.
Every time I had needed a release, something to keep me sane, I would drive. There is no better partnership than a driver and their car. No one would ever know the car the way the driver would. But what is a driver without their car? Nothing.
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Brian
She sobs, she’s desperate, just trying to get to her car. I tighten my grip on her, whispering to her. All she wants is to throw herself into the flames. She pulls and strains against my hold and part of me worries that she might bruise under my fingers. I can see the life slowly leaving her car. There would be no coming back from a fire of that magnitude. 
“Please Brian. Please!”
It’s quite possibly one of the saddest things that I have ever seen. Her car holds on as long as possible, crying for help but proud that it had fulfilled its promise of keeping her safe. There was barely a scratch on her. She’s sobbing so hard that I’m worried she’ll forget to breathe. 
Hopefully, the rest of the crew would arrive with extinguishers soon. Maybe then she would be able to save something from the car. We could build another car, but it couldn’t just be any car. When choosing a car there was a feeling, that if it was right, it would just feel right. 
I had taught her how to drive manual in this car all those years ago, we had had out first kiss standing on top of it. All of that, ripped away in a single second. Gone.
“Stay with me. Stay with me. Stay with me. Stay…” She whispers, so quiet and broken by her hiccupping breaths that I can barely hear it. 
When the crew finally arrives, she is just sitting on the pavement staring numbly at the still burning frame of her first car. Her eyes are dry, having already spent all the tears, but there is a haunted look to them. As if, a part of her burned right along with her car.
Thick foam from the extinguishers coats the engine bay and the front fenders. The flames do not give up easily, fighting to stay alight. She watches the whole process in the same spot that she had been in for over an hour now.
When the flames are finally gone and all that is left is the ash, she stands up. She picks her way over to the corpse and then lowers herself to the ground in front of the frame. Her forehead falls forward, landing on the car’s bumper. She presses her palm flat against it.
It’s a hauntingly beautiful picture. A last goodbye.
I let her take as much time as she needs but it is getting cold. I shrug off my jacket and approach her slowly. I drape it over her shoulders and lean down to press a kiss to her temple. I use the back of my hand to brush the tears from her face and then brush the stray strands of her hair away from her eyes.
“If you knew it was your last drive, would you have still gone?”
“Yes.” She whispers, without hesitation.
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