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The Fast and the Furious Franchise (2001 - )
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Michelle Rodriguez as Letty Ortiz in The Fast and the Furious (2001)
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The Fast and the Furious (2001)
↳ dir. Rob Cohen
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multific · 1 year
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Deckard Shaw x Reader
Warning: PinV sex
Summary: You had a tendency of avoiding your problems, but what if the problems come after you?
Deckard and you had good chemistry. 
Both on and off missions.
But you didn't let yourself fall into the delusion that he would possibly want more from you than sex.
Deckard after all was a handsome man, rich and good at his job, he could get anyone, so why would he want you?
You were sent on the same mission as him and Hobbs.
Needing to go undercover, Shaw and you decided to play the part of the rich couple.
You desperately needed info from a computer which was of course in an office where they are holding a gala tonight. 
What a coincidence!
So you had to play dress up with Shaw and play the part of the wife.
Of course, this was all Luke's idea because why wouldn't it be.
But you weren't going to lie, the dress that hugged your curves, the high slit which showed off your leg, it all felt a bit too much.
"Stunning." was all Shaw said when he saw you which did give you a little boost of confidence.
The way his arm held you close to his side, the way he smirked at everyone who asked about you, he looked like a proud husband.
"I got the USB let's go." you said as you were ready to dip, but then a man made a comment. The man clearly had enough champagne for that night.
Deckard immediately turned around after hearing the comment.
"What did you just say?" he let go of you as he walked towards the man.
"I said, your wife is nothing but a gold digger. A whore." the man said with probably way too much confidence.
"That's my fucking wife, no one will disrespect her!" Deckard looked mad. As if he really was your husband.
When he threw the first punch you let out a sigh. You just leaned back and waited until you heard the man's jaw and nose break and the security threw both of you out.
"Dickhead." said Deckard as he walked to his car opening the door for you.
"He was drunk." you said as you both got into the car and he started to drive.
"Yeah, now he had a broken jaw and nose on top of that."
"You know I don't care what he said right? I'm not a gold digger or a whore so..."
"He still had no right to say those things."
"Thank you for standing up for me though." you placed your hand on his shoulder as you saw him get calmer.
Mission accomplished. 
The World was saved yet again.
Deckard offered to drive you home, which you agreed to.
"Thank you for driving me." you said as you turned to get out of the car but his hand on your forearm stopped you.
"Y/N... I am not good with words," he let out a groan.
"Don't do this please, we both know you don't want anything from me but sex. I feel the tension, yes, but I told you before, I'm done fooling around." his eyes locked with yours as you finally looked at him.
"I'm not-That't not-I don't just want sex from you, Y/N. I want more so much more." you looked at him but didn't say a word. "You don't believe me do you?"
"I'm sorry, Shaw." 
"You have no clue how much I need you. Please just give me one chance. I can't keep going on like this. All I can see is you. Whenever I'm with someone, all I can think about is you, Y/N."
"Deckard..."
"I'm serious, I'm not saying this so I could get into your bed." you opened the door as he let go of your arm.
"I-I don't know." you said honestly before getting out of the car and you ran to your home.
You honestly didn't know what to say. He looked sincere, but you had your doubts. 
No matter how you felt towards him, no matter how much you liked him, you knew his kind. You ran into this many times in your life before.
You fell for a man who never wanted you as a whole. They just wanted you for one thing and once they had enough of that, they moved on. 
And you were done with that.
But if he was like your exes, why did he look so sincere?
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Deckard punched the wheel, watching the door close behind you, he knew he fucked it up.
He should have been more honest with you. Why was he so bad with words?! 
All he could do is curse himself, now he made things awkward on top of the tension. 
Great. 
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Later that night, you were on your couch, thinking. Still, trying to figure out whether you should believe Deckard and jump into something that you might get hurt from?
Strangely enough, you could see yourself and Deckard having a happy life. 
A knock came from your door and you stood up, finally, your food was here.
Nope.
Of course, it was Deckard.
"Look, I just-"
"Order for Y/N Y/L/N?" both of you turned and saw the guy with pizza in his hand. 
"Yes. Thank you. Keep the change." you said as you got the pizza and headed inside. "Come in," you said, turning to Deckard who headed into your home.
He looked around as you went to the kitchen. Your home was very you, with a bunch of collectables on your shelves. He leaned against your doorframe as he watched you prepare your pizza.
"I didn't lie. I have feelings for you that I cannot describe. But I know they are real." you tried to decide what to do. Should you reject him? Or accept his confession and risk getting hurt again? Your eyes looked everywhere but him.
"I don't want to get hurt. I have been, way too many times in the past."
"I know that. And I can't promise that I will never but I can promise you that I won't give up on you. I would burn the world for you."
"The fact that I find your accent extremely sexy doesn't help my situation. The way you protected me when that asshole called me all those names... You make me believe in more than you should."
"You don't believe that I would burn the world for you?" he took a step towards you.
"You don't want you to. I just want you to be by my side. To help me and to be there for me."
"I can do that too. I can watch sappy movies and cuddle on the couch." 
"But do you want to? I don't want you to change for me. I don't want you to realize you became someone you didn't want to be because I forced you to."
"You didn't force me. I wouldn't offer if I wasn't sure about it. Sure watching some Disney wouldn't be my first choice but it would do me good to take a step back from action." he watched as you took small steps towards him, you were still unsure but he was confident in what he wanted.
He wanted you.
In more ways than one.
So, when you finally arrived in front of him, his arms moved around you as he pulled you into a kiss, something both of you craved for a long time now.
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Maybe, possibly, having sex as the first thing you do wasn't the best way for him to prove it to you that he was serious.
But you weren't complaining and neither was he.
You tasted so sweet on his tongue and you kept moaning as his mouth worked his magic on you.
And the fact that he had no hair which you could pull on didn't help. One of his hands was holding your thigh while the other had two fingers moving in and out of you, spreading your wetness as he now focused on your clit.
Your hand found his as you squeezed his fingers.
His name fell from your lips like a mantra. 
"I'm going to make you cum with my mouth, twice, then I will pound you into your bed and after I will slowly fuck you like you deserve." his voice and promise rang in your head over and over as you kept inching closer to yet another orgasm.
Your legs shook a little as you came, he guided you through it nicely.
"Up on your knees." he said as if it was soo easy. You just had an orgasm you could barely breathe.
So, he helped you up, ass in the air, head in your pillow as his cock soon found his way into your tight hole.
"Fuck, how are you this tight?!" you heard him behind you but you were far too gone. When he started to move his hips your eyes rolled to the back and you just kept moaning.
You heard how wet you were, you heard how the bedframe kept banging against the wall and you heard his soft moans and groans as he sped up.
You felt like some kind of doll which he was using for his pleasure and you loved it. He grabbed your hair and pulled on it slightly as he moved his lips down your spine, sometimes stopping to bite on your skin.
His pace never once changed or slowed down. He kept on going and he knew exactly what he was doing. 
"You good, Doll?" he asked and you could only nod. "Look at you, being so afraid I would use you for sex and now... you can't even speak. Does it feel good?" you nodded again and he smirked snapping his hips and making you gasp. "Good Girl, you feel so fucking good." at his praise you started to move back to meet his thrust. "Good girl." he growled into your hear and you felt another orgasm coming. "You are getting tighter, are you gonna come?" 
"Yes." you breathed out and so he leaned back again, moving, watching his cock disappear in you.
With a loud cry, you came as he slowly fucked you through it, praising you the entire time. 
At that time, all you could think about is that if he is giving it to you this good, you were okay with being used by him all the time.
"I'm still not done." he said and you nearly forgot.
He moved you to lay on your side as he moved behind you, his cock never left you as he started to move again, holding your leg up a little for better access. He really kept his promise as he was now a lot slower and softer than before.
"You feel so fucking good." he said as he sucked the tenth hickey into your neck. 
"Can you come in me?" you asked in your daze, forgetting completely about the condom he put on earlier. But he decided to play along.
"You want me to breed you, Baby? Come deep inside and watch it ooze out of your fucked little hole?"
"Yes." you said and it was as if a switch got turned on in him.
He let go, his composure changed drastically as he now let himself get lost in the feeling. Moving so deliciously in and out of you he kept moaning and groaning, biting and kissing your skin.
He felt like he was melting, as if you two became one and he fucking loved this feeling.
"I'm close." he whispered and you grabbed his hand, giving him some form of leverage as he kept fucking you slowly and deep.  
"Deckard, please, I'm close."
And so, both of you came at the same time. Everything slowed down for just a second.
But soon, both of you were taking deep breaths as you tried to calm yourselves.
You could barely stand but he carried you to the tub and let it be filled with nice warm water.
"Maybe, tomorrow we could go for dinner." he said as you run your fingers over his chest, he had you close to his body as the warm water surrounded you two. 
"I'd like that. You think my pizza is cold now?"
"Definitely, are you hungry? Or would you rather sleep?"
"Eat, then sleep. We can reheat the pizza and eat it." he nodded.
He held you closer to his chest as he let out a sigh of relief. He certainly didn't expect for this night to end like this.
This was all he ever wanted.
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cristinaricci · 1 year
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PAUL WALKER ↳ 2001 | The Fast and the Furious
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callmeonmyrazr · 10 months
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devon aoki as suki in 2 fast 2 furious (2003) 💞✨
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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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Character Style
The Fast and The Furious, Letty (2001).
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Moments in “Fast X” that I felt was bizarre even for this franchise (THIS IS ALL SPOILERS):
1) Pete Davidson randomly shows up just to be Pete Davidson.
2) Jason Momoa’s performance felt like they just told him to act like Hisoka from Hunter x Hunter. Or just a Jojo villain in general.
3) Letty and Cipher get sent to Antarctica, where Gisele just shows up at the end in a submarine despite clearly dying in the 6th one. That’s LITERALLY how the movie ended.
4) They got Alan Ritchson (the guy from Reacher) to play a buff CIA agent who hates barbecues and families. Also, maybe this is just me, but I felt like he was also Jason Momoa’s love interest? I just got the vibes.
5) The weird shot of the camera following Vin Diesel’s muscles which led into the car’s engines.
6) There was a 15-minute sequence where they chased a nuclear bomb that was rolling around the streets of Rome.
7) John Cena using three tequila bottles to power his mini plane.
8) Tyrese taped millions of dollars on his shirt and was just carrying that around the whole movie.
9) Rita Moreno was randomly there as Vin Diesel’s grandma.
10, EDIT) I forgot one other moment. Because F9 retconned Tokyo Drift, there was a sequence where the Agents of SHIELD (I know they’re the “Agency”, but it was basically Marvel’s SHIELD) are reviewing footage of their previous missions. One mission featured clips from Tokyo Drift.
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dealwiththegods · 11 months
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2 Fast 2 Furious (2003)
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THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS (2001) BLACK SAILS (2014-2017)
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richinteresting · 2 years
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wrr000 · 11 months
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How about some Dante's fanfics, hm???? I just watched Fast X and this bad boy became my babygirl (yes, red is my favorite color)
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xgoddessoffandomsx · 11 months
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Why does everyone think Vin is a horrible actor????
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Sorry not sorry, he nailed the look of surprise, anger and betrayal
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multific · 4 months
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His Strength
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Deckard Shaw x Reader
Warnings: kidnapping, torture, injury
Summary: Emotions run high when you think you are about to die.
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Deckard was panicking. 
He was fumbling around, trying to finally open the door to this damned trap.
He promised you he would protect you.
He promised you will never get into the crossfire.
And now, he broke his promises.
They found you and took you from him.
He knew he was supposed to be better. He shouldn't have formed an attachment. He shouldn't have fallen in love. He shouldn't have, but he did.
He fell in love with your whitty attitude and smile. He loved you deeply. And now, he will have to watch as you die because of him.
They knew how to hurt him, they knew where to stab so Shaw would break.
They took you.
They hurt you.
And now, they will kill you. and he can't do anything.
No matter how hard he pushed on the door, it wouldn't open.
He could hear the noises behind it.
You didn't beg or cry. 
A loud bang could be heard.
A shot.
And silence fell.
Then, Deckard reached his lowest, he slid to the floor. Pure rage took the place of the panic as Deckard watched his hands.
Revenge.
They killed you, so he will avenge you.
But then, he heard your voice.
"Deckard," his head snapped up at the door. "Come get me." you said and Deckard snapped.
He stood up, and kicked. Kicked and kicked again.
The metal door fell to the floor.
He saw you, tied to a chair, surrounded by men with guns and knives.
Deckard had tunnel vision.
And he had one mission in mind, getting you.
Just as you asked.
You closed your eyes and waited.
You knew it was only a matter of minutes for Deckard to get you out of here.
And it was.
You soon heard his voice calling for you, asking if you were okay, and while you did have some injuries, mostly, you were okay.
Especially when he took you into his arms.
He took you to the doctor who patched you up.
Then, he took you home, showered you, and got you into bed.
You slept knowing he was right there.
Deckard couldn't sleep.
His mind was running wild.
But deep down he knew, his enemies were all wrong.
You weren't a liability, you weren't his weakness.
You were his strength. 
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