“At Some Point, We All Have To Choose Between What The World Wants You To Be And Who You Are. I Made

Hello Omni and Happy Friday! Can we have an AU where Owen succeeded in his heist, but he and Letty have to team up with the crew years later

Happy Friday friend! Oo! Oo! I've never even thought about an Au like this! I love this idea!!

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Dom glanced over at Luke as they both stopped in front of a door

It had been a long two years since Luke had shown up on Dom's doorstep asking for his help. But ultimately, they hadn't been able to catch their man

Eventually, Luke had been taken off of Shaw's case and given other people to track down. With Dom and his crew helping, they were given their full pardons

But, now with Cipher running around, making them and Luke fugitive, they would need some extra man power. They didn't have a lot of options, but Dom was sure this wouldn't be a dead end

Or, at least, he hoped it wouldn't be

"You sure about this, Toretto?" Luke asked. "She still might not know who you are."

Dom shook his head. He could remember the way she had looked at him the night of their last race

Letty knew who he was

"Let's get this over with." Dom grunted

Luke nodded and knocked on the door

After a few moments of waiting, the door opened, revealing a man shorter than both Dom and Luke

Dom frowned and raised an eyebrow at the man. He was wearing a large sweater that seemed to swallow him whole, while reading glasses perched at the end of his nose

He didn't look like someone Shaw and Letty would associate with

"Who are you?" The man snapped, his body tense

"Friends of Letty Ortiz and Owen Shaw." Dom said simply

The man narrowed his eyes

"Why are you here?"

"We need to talk to them." Luke said shortly. "So, if you don't mind stepping aside..."

The man snapped his head up to glare st Luke and for a moment, Dom was sure the smaller man was about to pounce on him. Now that, would have made for an entertaining fight

"Deck?"

Dom tensed as he heard Owen Shaw's voice drift out from the apartment

"Everything ok?"

Dom raised an eyebrow at "Deck", who let out a sigh and opened the door for them

"Your friends are here, Oh." The man shouted back and walked deeper into the apartment, ignoring Dom and Luke

Stepping into the large and extremely clean apartment, Dom balled his fists. Sitting on a couch was Shaw and Letty

She was spread out with her head in Shaw's lap. Dom could see several small braids in her hair as she sat up

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" Shaw snarled as he rose to his feet. He stepped in front of Letty, shielding her from them

"We're just here to talk." Luke said firmly

"About what?" Letty asked as she stood as well, shoving Shaw out of the way so she could see them

"I don't care!" Shaw snapped. "Get out!"

"Not until we talk." Dom growled and took a step closer

"About what?!" Letty nearly shouted

"We need your help." Luke said plainly

Dom could see Shaw's face slip and his anger be replaced with confusion. He and Letty glanced at each other for a long second, almost as if they were having a silent discussion

"With what?" Letty eventually asked, her eyes narrowed

"We're being hunted by an international terrorist and need you to help us take her down."

"Who is she?" Shaw asked

"Goes by Cipher-" Luke started to explain before Letty let out a frustrated huff and punched Shaw in the arm

"Of all the fucking people!"

"Ow! Bloody tits, Let!" Shaw yelped

"I don't know how, but this is your fault!" Letty snapped, poking Shaw hard in the chest

"Oh, please." Shaw rolled his eyes. "I sleep with her once, and suddenly she's my responsibility?"

Dom blinked

What?

He watched as Letty and Shaw kept arguing back and forth. He couldn't help but wonder what they were to each other

But, if they did agree to help take down Cipher, then just maybe he would get to learn about the odd duo

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

Au where Deckard and Luke are raising young Samantha together: Sammy learns her first bad word, Owen's laughing hysterically and Hattie's barely hiding her snickers, while Luke and Hobbs are trying to 1) find out who taught her that (spoiler: it was accidentally them) and 2) how to get her to stop.

😂 I love it!! And I love the idea of Sam being raised by the Shaws and her dad

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Yawning widely, Owen stumbled towards the kitchen in hopes that Deckard had already made breakfast. He could hear several voices and assumed that Sam was just being fussy with her own food again

She had gotten to the age where throwing food was much more amusing that eating it

Owen remembered that age fondly

But, as he stepped into the kitchen, he was met with an odd scene

Both Luke and Deckard were standing in front of Sam, who was laughing and clapping her hands. She was innocently sitting in her high chair as they talked to her

Or begged, as it seemed

Hattie was leaning against a counter watching the whole thing and covering her mouth. But Owen could still hear her small snickers

"What's going on?" Owen whispered, sliding up next to her and watched the show

"Shit!"

Owen's eyebrows skyrocketed as his niece shouted the curse word

"Sammy, love, please don't say that word. It's a bad word, and we can't say bad words." Deckard explained and looked to tired to keep doing so to the toddler

"Shit!"

"Sam, that's a bad word." Luke weakly protested

Who knew their one weakness would be a two year old

Just the sight of the two strongest people Owen knew trying to convince a toddler not to swear was too much

Owen burst out laughing

"Hey! This isn't funny!" Luke barked. "Did you teach her that word?"

Owen took a gasping breath as he shook his head and continued laughing

"Hatts didn't teach her and Oh didn't, so where did she learn it?" Deckard huffed

"Probably from one of you two." Hattie drawled

"What? I don't swear in front of her!" Luke glared

"She's a sneaky little bugger," Owen pointed out. "You could have said it when you didn't know she was there."

"Bullsh-"

"Luke!" Deckard yelped

"Shit!" Sam happily finished for him

Deckard covered his face with his hands and let out a low moan of despair

"Sammy, if you stop saying that word, I'll give you some special chocolate." Deckard told the toddler with a defeated air

"Deck! You can't just bribe our daughter!" Luke scolded

"Got a better plan?" Deckard hissed

"Choco!" Sam whined and made grabby hands towards Deckard

"A true blackmail artist." Owen chuckled. "A perfect fit into the Shaw family."

Luke glared at him while Deckard left to retrieve a piece of chocolate from his secret stash

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

De Aged Fic Part 8

Part 7

About two months ago, Deckard had gotten a call from Madam M, telling him Owen had been up to something. He had finally succeeded in getting one of M's girls to join his crew and M wasn't happy about it at all

She had already hated Owen's guts before this, so it didn't shock Deckard that the only reason Owen was even alive at the moment was because M didn't want Deckard killing her

However, he took her warning and was trying to keep at least close to where Owen was. Just in case the little bastard's plan did go tits up

Now, lounging in one of his mother's luxury suites, Deckard received another phone call. He had been expecting it to be someone telling him Owen was either hurt, or Owen himself crowing about a job well done

But, instead, it was a voice he hadn't heard in years

"Deck?"

He had gone stiff as a board, fingers almost losing the grip on his phone. It had taken him only a moment to recover, but to him it felt like an eternity

"Hatts?" Deckard choked out. But before she could respond, new panic swept through him. "What's wrong? Are you hurt? Are you in trouble?"

He knew he shouldn't be asking her, especially after how clear she had made it that she didn't want any contact from him

"I'm fine." She said softly. "But it's Owen..."

His worse fears seemed to be coming true as Hattie sighed deeply

"He's... well, he's not like he is normally."

"What do you mean?" Deckard was perplexed

"I'm not sure how to describe it. I think it'd be better if you talked to him."

"All right."

After a few moments, Deckard could hear two voices faintly before:

"Deck!"

Flinching away from his phone, Deckard hadn't been expecting a young child's voice to practically scream in his ear

"Deck, are you big too? Hatts is really, really tall! Am I going to be tall? That's what she said, but I don't believe her, she lied about my toy yesterday, after all. Where are you? Can you come make me something to eat?"

Blinking rapidly, Deckard didn't know how to respond. If he wasn't mistaken, that sounded just like Owen when he was little. But that couldn't be possible

"Oh, give me the phone." Hattie's voice was faint

"No! I wanna talk to Deck! You got your turn!"

"Owen! Give me the bloody phone!"

"No!"

"Oh," Deckard called out softly. "Let me talk to Hatts, ok? We need to talk so I can come see you?"

"Fine." Owen mumbled, and Deckard could only imagine the pout on the boy's face

"Little brat!" Hattie hissed into the phone. "I don't remember him being this horrible!"

"Mostly because you weren't the one dealing with it." Deckard said lightly

"I wasn't that bad, was I?"

"No," Deckard smiled. "You were worse sometimes."

"I was not!"

"If you say so." He chuckled, but quickly sobered. "So, this is really happening?"

"Yeah," she sighed. "I don't know how, but it is. He called me earlier and I found him at home. Says he was picked up by some people, most likely cops, but got away."

Deckard nodded and thought for a second

"Why did you call me?" He asked gently

"Because I've already had to deal with him for a few hours, and I'm sick of him." She huffed

"And I dealt with him for all of his life. Your point?" He drawled

"I can't take care of a kid, Deck. Let alone Owen."

"Are you sure you want me there?"

The question hung between them for a minute, and Deckard could feel the tension building inside him. He desperately wanted to see him little brother and sister

"If you can help me figure out how to change him back."

Ignoring the relief flooding through him, Deckard started to plan

"I can be there in about an hour. Does he need anything? Clothes, food, entertainment?"

"Sleeping pills."

"We're not drugging our brother, Hatts."

"Fine. You get him to sleep then."

With that, Hattie hung up. Good thing Deckard knew where she lived

I highly recommend inviting your friends to do randomly romantic & weird fun stuff. Invite them to a picnic at the park and show up with a kite. Throw tea parties with tiny finger sandwiches. Have a Crafts Day where everyone gets to decorate their own hats/accessories/teacups for future tea parties. Encourage shenanigans & surprises! Host a Costume Movie Night but put a different theme on each invitation (formal wear, pajamas, last year's halloween costume)! Drink sparkling juice out of champagne glasses during a Board Game Night where the winners have to speak in a character accent for the rest of the evening. Infinite possibilities, but it's your job to manifest them!

If you want a fun weird friend group, first you must encourage fun weirdness!!! Cultivate the garden you want to live in.

Hobbs & Shaw

- OKAY I KNOW A LITTLE OFF BRAND BUT ALSO LIKE TOTALLY NOT WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT

Hobbs & Shaw idea.

Something happens. I don’t really care what it is but the result is that Shaw has to move in with Hobbs and his daughter.

Shaw says he hates it but it’s been a long time since he had anyone around like that. Like always there at the end of the day and in the mornings. It’s kind of nice.

They make fun of each others morning routines, they argue, they both make sure that Sam has her lunch for school. 

And Shaw absolutely wont admit it but he loves being the ‘bad influence dad’. 

Shaw takes Sam for fancy tea, and teaches her how to pick a lock and play poker. He calls her ‘Honey.’ At first in a ‘listen honey.’ kind of way but then like in an actually affectionate dad way.

He even has to pick her up from the principals office one time and the school is like… ‘oh. OH!’ and totally think that Hobbs and Shaw are together together.

And it takes them a while to realize that they basically are. 

They are husbands and dads and they save the world together but only if it doesn’t interfere with their obligations to Sam.

Sorry we can’t come save the world until after Sam’s flute recital.

I don’t even really care if they kiss or not.

(even though they definitely would. They would get in a fight and they would just like smash there mouths together and be confused and BOTH talk to Sam about their feelings because Hobbs is all about open communication and Shaw is new at this but she means a lot to him and he values her opinion. and she’s like… wait you mean you haven’t been like… together this whole time?)

Just give me this weird little family rom-com.

My favorite house paring is a slytherin and a gryffindor think of the power couple. They would rule everything and keep each other in check

Slytherin: So, quittage captain, huh? Took you long enough. I'll finally have some good competition for my team.

Gryffindor: you really ready to give up your streak? Aw babe you do care.

Luke: so, what do you look for in a man?

Owen: weaknesses I can exploit

Luke: that's exactly what your brother said

Luke: and your sister

Luke:

Luke: what the fuck is wrong with you people?

Ahhh this is so cute!!!! Thank you Pogue!!!!

Familia

Thanks for the Picrews @marvelwonderwitch @possiblypogue @omnivorousshipper @anonymousestealyuhcheeze @my-dandelion-darling

How dare this fandom not have a fanfiction written about this very specific and complex idea that only I have thought of and never asked anyone to write about.

Namor truly representing the POC experience by coming to the surface, telling everyone his name, and then–despite hearing how *he himself* said it–everyone mispronouncing it for the rest of the film.