Release was delayed by my exams, so I didn't have much time for writing. BUT IM DONE NOW. So I'll be updating this more regularly This project is a collaboration with @frenchonionsoop who has provided her amazing artwork for this poster and the chapter art. This fic is full of references to both TLOU and BSD, see if you can see which scenes im referencing and if you can spot all the easter eggs. I try to keep the characters as close to cannon as I can. You can read this without watching TLOU but i would still recommend the show, its really really good. (If you read this without watching bsd then good luck, I hope you can still enjoy it)
Character swaps:
Ellie = Dazai
Joel = Odasaku
Tess = Ango
Marlene = Mori
and lots more, but you'll have to read it for those (pretty much the whole cast shows up some how or other)
I hope you enjoy, Thanks!
Fast and Furious Memes (1/x): Hobbs & Shaw edition
Bonus:
Yay! I’ve got so many prompts! First up, have you seen that TikTok trend where a kid gets in trouble for sitting in The Boss’ chair, but then they realize that the kid is The Boss’. That, but with Owen! He’d get so cocky and believe himself to be untouchable because of his mother, but then Mama Shaw arrives and puts him in his place.
I have no idea what trend you're talking about, sorry friend. I don't use Tik Tok
But it is really funny to imagine Owen getting way too cocky and Mama Shaw having to put him in his place!
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Owen smirked harder as he popped a hard candy into his mouth and sucked hard on it. He leaned back in the large, plush chair he was sitting in and looked across the large, mahogany desk
Standing in front of him was one of the largest crime bosses in London. Normally, the man would be towering over people and striking fear into their hearts
But in front of Owen, the man's head was bowed and his hands were shaking as he balled them up
Owen wasn't going to lie and say he wasn't tempted to make the man kneel before him. But he wouldn't take it that far. Not yet, at least
"Tell me, Brindly, how's business?"
"It's fine, Mr. Shaw." The man forced out from behind clenched teeth. The response only made Owen smirk harder
"Really?" Owen hummed in thought, rolling the candy in his mouth. Nonchalantly, he lifted his legs and propped them up on the desk. "I've heard from a few sources that you've been struggling to pay back what you owe me."
Well, owes his mother specifically. Everyone knew in the UK, if you wanted to do any serious business in the criminal world, you needed to pay a fee to Queenie Shaw
Owen kindly took it upon himself to collect a few of those fees personally
"Not at all." The man hissed. "I don't know what those liars are telling you, but me and my boys are doing just fine."
Owen raised an unimpressed eyebrow at the simmering anger just below the man's skin. It was just too much fun to mess with these stuck up, older criminals. They always had a certain pride that bruised far too easily. Far too tempting for Owen
"Then, I hope that you let me know if these rumors ever become reality." Owen smiled warmly, but his eyes sent a silent warning
The man nodded stiffly before turning on his heel and storming out. Owen didn't hide his snort of amusement at all as he watched the small temper tantrum
"Kim, who's next?" Owen called out, looking over to one of his mother's goons. The woman was always around in London to keep track of the family business when his mother was out of town
"I believe there's someone of a very high status that would like to see you." A dry voice called out instead of Kim's high pitched one
Owen jerked around in the chair and let his feet hit the ground. Standing in the doorway was his mother's right hand man: Jeffrey. Who didn't look one bit amused by the situation
"Give them my deepest apologies then." Owen said smoothly. "I'm quite busy."
"Don't you dare give me that kind of lip, you little whelp."
Owen flinched slightly as he heard his mother's voice
Jeffrey stepped further into the room, allowing Queenie Shaw to step into the room. She looked extremely unamused
"Get the bloody hell out of my chair, Oh." The snapped
"Of course, mother."
~~~
I hope you enjoyed friend!
Luke and Owen swordfiighting:
Owen: Ha! You fight like my sister!
Luke: I've fought your sister, that's a compliment!
1. Shobbs– West Coast by Imagine Dragons
2. Shobbs– All of Me by John Legend
3. Shobbs– Born to be yours by Kygo and Imagine Dragons
4. Shobbs– Someone to You by Banners
5. Shaw siblings– You’re Gonna Go Far Kid by The Offspring
6. Shaw siblings– Play Dirty by Kevin McAllister
7. Shaw Siblings– Hey Brother by Avicii
8. Deckard Shaw– Anti Hero by Sekai no Owari
9. Deckard Shaw– I’m a Wanted Man by Royal Deluxe
10. Owen Shaw– Hey Look Ma, I made it by Panic! at the disco
11. Owen Shaw– Cuckoo by Adam Lambert
12. Hattie Shaw– Alpha by Little Destroyer
13. Hattie Shaw– Natural by Imagine Dragons
14. Luke Hobbs– Dog Days are Over by Florence + The Machine
15. Luke Hobbs– Angel with a Shotgun by The Cab
16. Brixton Lore– My Evil Plan to Save the World by Five Iron Frenzy
17. The whole FF Series– Can’t Hold Us by Macklemore
18. The whole FF Series– Go!! by Flow
19. The whole FF Series– New Kings by Sleeping Wolf
20. The whole FF Series– Home by Machine Gun Kelly
If anyone has any songs they associate with these characters/ships from the FF series/HaS, then feel free to add on! I’d love to see what everyone else thinks
love characters who are like "this is how the world works. this is how it has to be (because if i'm wrong i have to face what i've done // if i'm wrong i have to face whats been done to me) "
Tony: It's over. We won.
*Stephen and Peter gesture frantically to alert him to the aliens behind him*
Tony: No. We won. I'm not turning around and looking at it. We won.
post-corruption
Ah hello Omni! I have a request! Can we have the Shaw siblings and the subtle (or not so subtle) aftermaths and effects of their childhood trauma (and adulthood trauma). Thank you! 😘
I've been biting at the bit to write this one up friend!! I have so many ideas for it, just bear with me!
Warning: implied child abuse, flashbacks pertaining images of child abuse
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Deckard kept his breath even and his eyes closed as he listened to his own heartbeat on the monitor next to him. He could feel his skin itching close to the needle stuck in the back of his hand, but knew better than to scratch at it
He purposely ignored the way his ribs screamed in pain every time he moved even slightly. Or how his foot was raised up on several pillows and a thick cast wrapped around his ankle
It had been a stupid mistake. He didn't see a grenade coming towards him in time and had been thrown off a small ledge. He was lucky to not be struck by any depris
But not lucky enough not to get hurt
With his eyes closed and mind elsewhere, Deckard didn't hear the heavy footsteps coming closer and closer to his room until the door banged open and made Deckard's eyes fly open
"What the fuck did you think you were doing?" Luke Hobbs growled at him. He barred his teeth in anger and stormed up to Deckard
Before the Brit had any time to respond, Luke continued
"I turn my back for one second and you can't even keep yourself from doing the most stupid shit I've ever seen!" Luke shouted, standing over Deckard. "The next time I yell 'grenade' you fucking listen to me, Shaw! Do you understand?"
Deckard stared up at him, face blank as he nodded his head the slightest amount
"See that you don't, princess." Luke barked at him before storming out of the room and slamming the door shut
Deckard could only stare after him
While Luke probably didn't notice the heart monitor going crazy, Deckard most certainly did and tried to calm himself down before any nurse could come rushing in
Blood rushed in Deckard's ears as he tried to take calming breathes but they came shaking and brought a small sob from his lips. His hands shook more than he remembered them doing so in a decade and didn't stop no matter what he did
While the nurses only heard Luke's shouted words, all Deckard heard was his father's words
Closing his eyes, Deckard could feel tears falling down his cheeks
---
Roman could sleep through almost anything. Including the loud thunderstorm that was rolling through Miami that night. He was firmly wrapped around Owen, his chest covering the Brit's back. Face shoved securely in Owen's hair, Roman slept like a baby
Before being violently woken up by Owen sitting up straight
Roman jerked harshly and flung his arms out as a loud crash of thunder shook the walls and made Owen jump even harder
As the rolling thunder trailed off, Roman could hear Owen's heavy breathing in the dark
"Oh? You ok?" Roman whispered and moved closer, but didn't dare put his hand on the other man, no matter how much he wanted to comfort him. He knew better than startle him
"Y-yeah." Came Owen's shaky reply
Frowning, Roman watching him, but couldn't see much in the darkness. Owen's breathing wasn't calming down as quickly as he'd like
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong."
"Owen..."
Owen shook his head
"Thunder reminds me when one of my units got bombed when I was in the military." He whispered
Roman felt his heart shatter
"I'm so sorry, Oh."
Owen nodded and took a shaky breath
"Can we sleep?"
"Yeah."
Settling back down, Roman lifted his arm as Owen snuggled into his chest and shoved his head beneath Roman's chin. Holding him close, Roman rubbed Owen's back in comfort
But Owen was stiff as he kept his eyes open, lost in thought
He didn't tell Roman that the thunder also sounded like the gun his father used to own and would point at him as a child
---
Closing the door, Hattie carefully juggled the boxes of pizza and breadsticks as she went back into her apartment
She smiled as she saw Ramsey cracking open two beers and placing them on the coffee table. The TV was ready to go with their choice of movie that night, Little Shop of Horrors
"You said this place was good?" Ramsey asked as Hattie started to place the boxes down
"Best place on this side of London." Hattie flashed her a smile, not looking where she put the boxes
Suddenly, there was a thud as one of the beer bottles went crashing to the floor and spilling everywhere
"Oh shit!" Ramsey yelped as beer splashed all over her feet. "Where are your paper towels?"
As she looked over at Hattie, she found her as pale as a ghost and frozen to the spot
"Hatts?" Ramsey called out gently, but she didn't move
Hattie's eyes were stuck on the fallen beer that was still gushing out the contents. Standing, Ramsey moved closer to Hattie and saw her hands shaking
"Hattie? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing!" Hattie blurted and jerked in place. "Let me clean this up."
"Ok, but-" before Ramsey could continue, Hattie had bolted off and towards the kitchen. Ramsey frowned after her
Hattie nearly collided with the kitchen counter as her breath came short and ragged. Frantically, she looked down at her hands and saw the small scarring on the back of them
She could clearly hear her father screaming at her and demanding she be punished. She could practically feel the latex gloves he would shove onto her hands and force her to wear for an hour or more. She could remember the burning and itching sensation that ran up her arms as she was forced to sit in the puddle of beer she had knocked over by accident
"Hattie?"
"Coming!" Hattie yelled back, hoping her voice wasn't shaking. Grabbing the paper towel, Hattie went back into the living room
---
Leaning against a wall, Deckard kept his eyes narrowed as he watched a nurse walk up to Owen and brandishing a needle
Deckard flexed his arm without thinking and could feel the soreness from where he had already been stuck by a needle
He and his siblings had been sent out by Mr. Nobody to track down an international criminal, but had ended up being ambushed. The guy had sent a canister at them, leaving them in a cloud of unidentified gas
Now, they needed to know if they had been poisoned
Meaning they needed to have their blood drawn
Which Deckard could see that both Owen and Hattie were about to refuse
Hattie was sitting next to Owen, his hand tightly squeezing hers as they both kept their eyes on the nurse
Deckard wanted to tell them that nothing was going to happen, but he knew they wouldn't believe him. Not when he had said the same thing years ago and had been wrong
He knew exactly what was going through their minds when they saw a needle
They were questioning whether they would be forced to sleep if the needed touched them
Deckard had been nine when their mother had first brought home her needles. She had shown them to her children, stating that if they misbehaved while she had an important meeting, she'd make sure they were quiet
Owen, the poor rowdy six year old, had found out the hard way
The needles were filled with strong sedatives that had left Owen unconscious for almost a day
Deckard was sure their mother had killed him
But he had woken up, shaking and sobbing
It wasn't the last time their mother would use tranquilizers on them when they misbehaved. The last time being only half a year ago when Hattie had accidentally screwed up a job their mother had been pulling
Pushing himself off the wall, Deckard dragged a chair up next to Owen and sat on his other side
"Just let 'em take your blood, and we'll get out of here." Deckard said quietly, looking between his siblings
Neither looked remotely comforted
~~~
I hope you enjoyed friend!
My first pride out to my family! Happy pride to everyone! Both out and in the closet! Much love!
Mi primer mes del orgullo afuera con mi familia! Feliz orgullo a todos! Tanto los que están dentro como fuera del closet! Mucho amor!
Happy Pride everyone
Make yours here
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