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echoalyssa · 8 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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oddlydescriptive · 3 months
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There’s not an insecure bone in this man’s body.
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ecnmatic · 23 days
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THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS (2001) dir. Rob Cohen.
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yoooitssalexx · 6 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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doublere · 8 months
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Get to Know Me Meme: [1/20] Movies » 2 Fast 2 Furious (2003) 
“Eject-o seat-o, cuz!”
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chmpngekisses · 2 years
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MONTHS - BRIAN O’CONNER.
author’s note, didn’t have a title so this was random. hope you guys enjoy this! i’m back from a long break of writing and hopefully i see got it!
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So here you are, sitting on the coach at Dom’s party while Letty’s hand is roaming around his body. You couldn’t help but laugh at your friend, I mean.. with a man like that, who wouldn’t be hands on???
You were sitting alone on the coach, just enjoying the cold beer you have in your hand. You can just tell by his presence that he’s in the same room as you, but you have a feeling he’s not alone either.
You hated Brian, you didn’t have a reason why but you hated him anyways. You hated how he can just sweep any girl off their feet, how he can use his dreamy blue eyes to get what he wants, you hated pretty much everything about him.
You didn’t hate him before you guys dated, you actually adored him.
The way he was so protective over you. How any man can try to come to you, Brian would quickly grab your arm to place you behind him so he can do all the talking. How he caress your body in bed, admire your face while you’re sleeping so soundly in his bed. How Brian would blush every time Rome would mention you in some kind of way while you’re with the two. It was all just adoring him from afar.
But now you can’t stand the way he talks, the way he walks, the way he smiles, you just can’t stand him at all. Which wanted you to leave the party early but Letty wasn’t going to allow that to happen.
Which is why you’re just sitting up on a coach with a beer, trying your best to not look at O’Conner in any type of way.
“You look pretty to be lonely on this couch” A male’s voice spoke, getting you out of your thoughts about Brian. You looked up at the man and shrugged your shoulders with a smile.
“Some guys just get intimidated” You said before taking a sip of your beer, the guy chuckled and sat right down next to you. “But I guess you’re not like most guys” you added.
“Oh please, I get what I want” He smirked, causing you to smile in return.
Meanwhile Brian walked up to Dom and Letty, “Hey, who’s that guy?” Brian asked the couple. Letty shrugged her shoulders, and Dom didn’t say anything.
“So is he a random or like what?” Brian was starting to get a bit irritated, Dom chuckled, wrapping an arm around Letty. “Dom, you gotta help me out here”
“There’s nothing I can do” Dom spoke, “You guys broke up remember? You was just with some chick and now you’re about to cry because she got someone up her sleeve too” he continued, Brian rolled his eyes.
“You miss her, don’t you?” Letty questioned, a corner of her mouth curved up into a little smile as she figured out the truth. “Awww, you miss little y/n!!” she giggled.
“Yeah well” Dom trailed off, “Looks like someone already got to her” he finished, causing Letty to look over Brian’s shoulder. The blond man quickly turned around to see you making out with the random guy on the coach, nobody around didn’t care.
Hell, it was a party.
Something about seeing you make out with other guys didn’t sit right in Brian’s mind, but his body froze, he didn’t know what to do.
All he could do is just watch until he thought of something to pull you away, but once the guy started touching up your upper chest finally gave Brian something to call it off.
Walking up to you and the guy, he pushed the dude off to the side, making you look up to see who it was. “O’Conner?? Are you serious right now?” You said in disbelief, looking for Letty & Dom who were watching the scene like it was from a drama show.
“You’re coming with me” Brian demanded, trying to grab your wrist but you quickly pulled away before he had the chance.
“Y/N” Brian said softly, “Just please” he whispered. Brian wanted to be patience so bad but his patience was running thin.
You didn’t give him a response though, so impatient Brian grabbed your wrist while you least expected it and guided you to the front of Dom’s house, he wanted to leave but he had to make sure you were with him.
“Brian, are you serious? Let me go!” you told him, smacking his arm, trying to stop his movement but putting full stops to your walking but nothing works.
He stops you guys right in front of his car that was parked on the sidewalk, he turned around. “I need you to trust me”
“Trust you?? you just dragged me out of the party and now you want me to trust you?” You exclaimed.
“Y/n I just have stuff to say, please” he whispered.
“Well say it here!” you raised your voice, “I’m going nowhere with you” You didn’t like yelling at Brian. Yelling at him was a rare thing, there were times you didn’t have a choice and now you really don’t have a choice.
“Because let’s face it O’Conner, you can’t just be mad because I decided to make out with someone while you had another girl under your arm as you were drinking your beer! We broke up a while ago so I don’t want to hear any shit from you, you broke up with me! So now here I am dealing with it by making out with other dudes!” you yelled.
“I want to be happy while moving on, like you do!” You shouted, “I’m tired of seeing you with new girls everyday with your arm wrapped around them when that used to be me! I already have to deal with being near you 24/7 because we have the same friends!” you continued, gaining many stares from strangers who are exiting the party drunk as hell.
“I’m stuck with all these memories of us, I hate waking up alone now but you always have company for some reason.” Your eyes began to water, not that you were sad but you had a habit of crying when you’re mad. Brian knew that too, he hated seeing you cry but in this case, he was kind of glad to see you still cared.
“So what more do you want from me huh?” Your anger took over and you tried to shove him but of course, he didn’t move.
“Y/N—“
“No, you’re sick for breaking up with me. You’re sick for leaving me behind and being fine with it” You sniffled, the tears started running down your cheeks.
“I didn’t want to break up” Brian raised his voice, he never yelled at you, it’s not like you had time to react about it so you yelled back.
“Then why did you do it?!” you shouted.
“I thought I was protecting you” Brian’s voice went down to being soft, you didn’t respond. All you could do is just scoff and laugh.
So now you two were just standing in silence, you were sobbing as you were looking at anything but him while his eyes were focused on you.
Brian wanted to make a move, but he didn’t know how. He was scared on how you would react but he hated seeing you cry with no comfort by your side.
Brian took one step forward and carefully placed his hand on the back of your head, pulling in closer so he can rest his forehead on yours. You wanted to pull away but you missed his comfort, you missed the little thumb rubbing on the back of your head, you missed the whispering of reassurance in your ear.
You slowly started to break down, gripping the sides of his shirt to pull him closer towards you then wrapping your arms around his waist, now laying your head on his shoulder as you silently cried.
Brian then wrapped his arms around your neck, slowly swaying you two side to side. He was starting to think about everything that happened after the breakup, how he could just look like he moved on so happily and you were still trying to move forward.
“Come on, let’s get home” Brian whispered, now with his arm around your waist to help you get in the passenger seat, he sat you down and placed your seatbelt in for you. Shutting the vehicle door and jogging to the driver’s side of the car.
Once he got in, he started the engine and took off. Brian thought he should’ve said goodbye to everyone since they did see the incident that happened in the living room and what some people saw passing by the ex couple on the sidewalk, but it didn’t matter to him as he kept driving.
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Now inside your apartment, Brian shut the door behind him as you decided to go ahead and head your way to your room. You didn’t feel like changing into pajamas so you just decided to plop on your bed with your daisy dukes shorts, and your long sleeve t-shirt.
Laying your head on the pillow and closing your eyes, you started to drift off into slumber until you heard Brian’s footsteps. Using your elbows to sit yourself up, and turning around to see Brian leaning against the doorframe.
“I thought you would be gone” you mumbled, Brian shook his head. “I was actually gonna crash on the couch for the night” Brian responded with a head tilt signaling the living room.
“Listen, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I thought I was doing it for your protection, I swear” He rambled and sat next to you on the bed, you softly smiled. “And I miss you, Rome won’t let it go about me breaking up with you”
“I promise, I was doing it for your protection when it came to the shit in Miami. I couldn’t let anyone know about you when I ran away” Brian continued, grabbing your hand, making your fingers intertwined with each other.
“But I promise you, I’m going to make it up to you” Brian said as you two were staring in each other’s eyes, he leaned down to give you a quick kiss on the lips then pressed his lips on your forehead for a little while as that was a way to show his love.
“I love you”
“I love you”
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dombrianoteretto · 9 months
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The facts is that Brian was just too pretty looking for anyone resist… except Letty. She likes the girlies😘
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But you can't tell me that this man didn't awaken a bi panic in each and every one of those men from day one💀
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Meanwhile, the girls are just watching the boys stumbling over themselves like they just learned how to walk and talk like:
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buzzcutseascn · 5 months
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forever.
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morgandr · 6 months
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Imagine:
Brian being shocked to see you after years but finally being reunited with you when Dom brings you two together for a mission.
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(NOT MY GIF!)
(Brian O’Conner X Reader)
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(TAGS)
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saintsir4n · 5 months
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REUNION
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“DOMINIC, what the hell is this?” Was the first thing Carson said, glaring when she noticed Brian walk into the the room with her godbrother.
She hadn’t seen him in years, even in Miami she managed to avoid him despite being friends with both Suki and Tej. He knew where she was and despite the many times he tried to get in touch with her, she stayed away. His betrayal was like shrapnel and seeing him right now, the falling pieces felt like slices on her flesh.
“Carson, listen.”
“No, what is this? Why is he here,” she hissed, cutting off Dom’s attempt to soothe the situation. “He’s a fed Dom, or did you forget that?”
“I’m not the enemy,” Brian spoke for the first time, earning another harsh glare. It hurt to see him look at him in such a way. It brought back all the memories of her after finding out he was a cop. It was agony then and it’s heartbreaking now. “You can trust me.”
A bitter laugh escaped her.
“You gotta listen to me,” Dom stepped forward, “it’s not about him. It’s about Letty.”
“What did he do?” Carson scowled, “did he play a part in all of this? Did he hurt Letty?”
Dom run his hands over his face, “Jesus.”
“You think I would do that shit?” Brian stressed, his heart clenched at her accusation. “I would never hurt Letty.”
“Well she’s gone,” Carson replied, voice breaking. She turned away from him and looked to her Godbrother. “She’s gone Dom. Mia and Keelie are coming soon. I doubt they wanna see him here.”
Brian didn’t know what to say. She was as beautiful as ever and she hated him. Understandable. But the situation was bigger than them. Braga was bigger than them.
“I like your hair,” he blurted out, taking the squabbling Godsiblings by surprise.
His eyes assessed every change to her face and body in the last 5 years. She wasn’t the smiley person he once knew and of course he was partially to blame. She wasn’t wearing pink, not even in her accessories, it was all black. She made it work, how could she not? It was Carson. The woman who used to be his.
She uttered, “It’s a wig.”
“Still…”
She scoffed, “Nice chat.”
She went to leave the room but a hand reached out.
“Sonny wait.”
She swivelled on her heel, jabbing a finger I his chest, “Don’t. I mean this in the most threatening way. If you ever call me Sonny again, I’ll drive your little fed badge so far up your ass you’ll be breathing copper for the rest of your life.” Her threat had his eyes doubling in size. Dom stifled a laugh in the corner of the room. “Cool? Cool.”
“Carson you need to chill,” Dom tried despite himself.
Carson shook her head, stepping away from the blonde, “I don’t gotta do a Goddamn thing. You brought him here, ‘cause he claims to know what happened to Letty? It’s on you if you believe that but I don’t. He’s a snitch, he’s a liar and he fucked up our lives.”
“You don’t gotta get along,” Dom paused, “but we need you.”
“Bullshit.”
“You think I would’ve bring him here if I knew how bad it was gonna hurt you? You’re my sister. Just like Mia. I don’t want anything to happen to you. Not like what happened to Letty. Braga is the target not O’Conner. Once it’s done you don’t gotta see him again.”
She didn’t say anything for a minute, reluctantly taking everything in he said. She didn’t know what to do. It hurt to be around Brian. He broke her heart. The family was split. Jesse was gone and she couldn’t let anything happen to the people she loved.
Not anymore.
“Carson c’mon,” Dom’s voice dragged her from her thoughts.
“Sonny…” Brian regretted speaking the moment her hand launched out and collided with his face. “Shit!”
Dom didn’t say a damn thing and let her walk off.
“I’m in, but tell buster to stay in his lane!” She called out.
Brian rubbed on his blotchy cheek, turning to Dom who shrugged.
“You’re lucky all you got was a slap.”
a/n:
I was bored and decided to write their reunion. Obviously 5 years has passed so our girl has changed. I was thinking about making it into a 3 parter. Them meeting again, then Carson and Brian getting back together and the last would be their ending, considering I’m not doing the other films.
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echoalyssa · 7 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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o02-6 · 2 years
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ecnmatic · 23 days
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2 FAST 2 FURIOUS (2003) dir. John Singleton.
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yoooitssalexx · 6 months
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Can you tell us more about Isabella Montoya? Like, what’s her personality, goals, favorite things, hobbies, stuff like that.
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Meet Isabella Montoya :
Isabella Olivia Montoya
24 years old
Comes from a big Latin family,her mother died when she was a young girl so she was raised by her father. Her father and uncle owned an automotive repair shop,both men passionate about cars and racing which was then passed to the young Latina.
When he was diagnosed with cancer when Isabella was 16,she did some things she wasn’t proud of and by the time she was 20 her father died and she fell deeper into that hole which she didn’t get out of until she was 23,her past soon coming to bite her in the ass and remind her that no matter how fast your drive your past isn’t always left in the rear view.
Now enjoying her newfound freedom and deciding to live her life one day at a time and make the most of it,she’s gained back her confidence of which she was stripped of.
She’s enjoying traveling currently,just trying to make her way back to the confident woman she once was and redefine herself. Meeting new people and trying new things are currently the only things on her list,deciding to always say yes and never miss an opportunity. Making money to have fun and live off of,finding the local race scene being her solution to it. Good food,good company,and a good time is all that she’s looking for. Parties and local clubs where she can embrace her Latin roots and dance.
When she was young Isabella was always the life of just having fun and laughing,the secret she tries to keep buried holding all of the reasons why she changed. Now she’s back and better than ever,confident in her beauty and not letting anyone or anything intimidate her. A playful spirit,she loves teasing and making jokes. A loyal and stubborn woman,she’s a Latina through and through.
Deciding to steer away from love to protect herself,she never counted on falling in love with an ex cop with his own past.
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oddlydescriptive · 3 months
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Brian has no problem letting you be a complete and utter out-of-control lunatic 98% of the time.
But the other 2%….
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