We Love One (1) Royal Family

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."

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

alternatives to "ladies and gentlemen"

cads and wastrels

fellow scoundrels

ladies, gentlemen, and interesting miscellanea

beloved friends & tolerated acquaintances

entities of interest

paying audience members & assorted freeloaders

the fbi's most and least wanted

discerning guests & those of you with fuck all else to do on a tuesday evening

esteemed gutter filth

Would You Fuck a Clone of Yourself: Fast and Furious Edition

Bonus:

Hello Omni! Happy Friday! I gotta prompt: Roman asks Owen what was going through his mind when he did a Thing™️ and is left even more baffled by his boyfriend’s thought process than before!

Hello friend! Happy Friday!

I can absolutely see this happening so many times in their relationship! And between Owen and his siblings!

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Roman sat across from Owen, both sitting at the dining room table. He had his head in his hands and sighed loudly. He could hear Owen fidget across from him, but he didn't dare say a word

Mostly because he knew he was in trouble with Roman

After a few more long minutes of silence, Roman finally lifted his head and looked at his boyfriend. Who looked back nervously, but tried to hide behind a mask of nonchalance

"Owen." Roman said levelly

"Yes, love?"

Roman narrowed his eyes

"Why is there a bear sitting in my living room?"

Owen sent him a nervous smile

"Well, it's simple really."

"Really? Explain it to me then."

Owen glanced away and bit his lip. This was one of the only times Roman has seen Owen act like this. Any other time, Owen would be cocky and have no regrets

"Well, you know I love animals, so I had decided to go out to the local dog park. There's was a really nice chap who had a few large dogs. We started talking and apparently he works for an animal rehabilitation facility."

Roman nodded along to the story so far

"He invited me to visit a few of the animals, saying that the wolves were friendly. I wanted to meet them, and when we did, I saw they were well taken care of. They adored me."

Owen said this last part with pride, and Roman raised an eyebrow

"The man was called away for something, so I got bored and wondered around the place. That's when I fell upon Stu. He was abandoned by his mother and was being bottle fed by one of the workers."

Roman narrowed his eyes

"He was just too adorable to let him stay there, Ro! I remember that my cousin knew someone who owns a bear rehabilitation center in Russia. So, I decided Stu would enjoy being there much better."

Roman stared

"You'd think it'd be hard to steal a bear cub, but it was quite easy. Stu cuddled into my chest with ease and I was able to sneak him out."

"And thought my penthouse would be a great place to keep him." Roman said dryly

"Well, of course." Owen frowned. "Nobody would question why we're having formula or fish brought here. And this would be the last place they'll look."

Roman sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face

"Did you think about how I would react, Oh?"

"You love animals!"

"Not wild ones!"

Owen pouted at him

"Stu is well trained and loves to cuddle, he wouldn't hurt a fly."

"He's a wild animal that has specific needs, Owen! He can't be cooped up in a penthouse."

"It'll only be for a short while before my cousin can send him to his friend."

"Who we don't even know is any good at taking care of bears!" Roman snapped and saw Owen tense. Sighing, Roman shook his head. "You need to take him back."

"But-!"

"Owen!" Roman raised his voice. "He was doing quite fine at that facility! You just wanted to steal something!"

Owen glared harshly at him

Roman didn't say anything else as Owen stood up roughly and stormed out of the room

Head in his hands again, Roman could hear Owen playing with the bear cub in his living room

Why the hell did he get with a Shaw?

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

Deckard: Luke and I are no longer friends

Luke: Deck, that is the worst way to tell people we’re dating

There is something that really intrigues me about Damian Wayne's year by year development. Because every year, he's different from the last. Personality wise, his behaviour and his perspective of life changes irratically.

First there is his 10 year old self. Damian is very proud and arrogant. He doesn't care for any of his siblings or family one bit. Not even Bruce. What he cares about is Batman's mantle. He prides himself on being the son of The Dark Knight and Talia al Ghul. And that's why he wants his father to see his potential, and deem him worthy. He is cold and dismissive. He also doesn't understand emotions really well. Nor does he care for others'. He is unlikable and people tend to steer away from him. Damian Wayne doesn't get bothered by it. He hates stupid people anyways. It doesn't bother him. It doesn't. He is ignorant.

Then there is his 11 year old self. A few months after coming back from the dead. Yet he's still scarred, physically and emotionally. His mother's betrayal simmers inside his heart, throbbing. It's a new feeling for him, hurt. But he tries his best to ignore this feeling. He isn't very succesful. He has spent almost a year with Dick Grayson as his Batman, and took acting classes. He's better at showing his emotions, now. He has pets and he finds himself caring very deeply for them. Although he's still trying to adapt to his father's Batman. Damian feels... dissapointed. Bruce is very different from Dick and it shows clearly. He is anxious.

Damian is 12 years old now, and he has managed to create deep bonds with his family (some of them). He also has new friends now; Colin, Maya and Suren. He learned to have fun and find hobbies for himself. He is still distant with his mother. But he finds that best for himself and others around him. The hurt slowly dissolving, yet still there. He still fights with people and tend to keep away from them. At his last months of 12 years old, Damian gains a best friend. Jonathan Kent. He finds Jon to be a bit much but still enjoys his company deeply. It's weirdly endearing to be his friend. Life is going better than he ever expected. He is, for the first time in his life, happy.

On Damian's 13th birthday, only Alfred remembers. He bakes him a silly colorful cake and makes him wear a stupid party hat. He loves it. He thought he'd be sad or angry when his father, inevitably, forgots about it. He isn't. With each passing year he finds himself getting closer and closer to the old man. Damian finds him comforting. Alfred is always there no matter what. A constant in his life and although he'd never say it out loud, he thinks of Alfred Pennyworth a father figure. Jon and him now go by Supersons. A silly name that makes him smile just a little whenever he thinks about it. He now knows what love is. He loves Alfred Pennyworth, he loves Jonathan Kent, he loves Dick Grayson, he loves Stephanie Brown and he loves Maya Ducard. He sees them as not a family, but a part of himself. People actually start treating him well and seek out for him. It doesn't last long though. Alfred dies, and his family breaks apart. His father blames him, and so he leaves the manor. He now lives in a safehouse, and goes after criminals. He doesn't know what to do from now on, so he waits for the right moment. He is devastated.

A few weeks before his 14th birthday, Damian Wayne leaves Gotham. He no longer wishes to live in this hellhole that harbors the best years of his life. He seeks out his mother in an attempt to reconnect with her and finds more than what he asked for. He doesn't tell anyone of the hallucinations. No one. He is dead. It isn't real. Not anymore. His mother sends him to an island full of people like him. Murderers, psychopaths and assassins. He meets an unexpected old face. And surprisingly, he makes friends. After dying yet again, he finds himself drawn to it. The moment when Flatline ripped his heart out of his chest, he felt terrified. Not of death, but of Hell. That doesn't happen though. He doesn't go to Hell. He doesn't go to anywhere really. The death itself didn't even hurt. He feels... lighter. It might sound sick, but Damian feels better after coming back. Almost like a punishment of his past sins. It cleanses him inside out and he seeks for another. A few days later Hawke breaks his neck and kills him. Again. And Damian finds it hilarious, since it was the same way that Alfred had died. He doesn't care for the death. He finds himself not hurting anymore. Not scared. He makes even more friends. They have so much in common with him... Damian Wayne feels death, and finds it freeing.

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!

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

Luke: On our side we have facts, science, and reason. All Eteon has is fear-mongering and lies.

Deckard: Oh my god they’re going to win.