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Hey Omni!! Happy Friday! This is kind of going off that F9 mini fic you posted 🤗 But what if that's how Dom found out about his family coming out! Either walking in on them or having a Shaw bring it up! Rowen, Rattie, Shobbs. Can you imagine! Practically no one in his family is straight 😂🥰🥰😘💕💕

Happy Friday friend! I love this! It's just too funny to think that Dom just doesn't know everyone around him isn't straight 🤣

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Placing the plate of burgers done on the table, Dom glanced over at Ramsey. She had her hair in two puffballs and a giant smile on her face. She had sat down a while ago, texting up a storm and laughing whenever she got a response

Dom hadn't seen her smile that much before, maybe only when she succeeded in hacking into someone with ease

"Whoever you're texting must be great." Dom smirked at Ramsey, who snapped her head up and gave him a shy smile

"Yeah, she is."

Dom raised an eyebrow

"We've been talking for a few weeks now, and um..." Ramsey looked away, suddenly embarrassed

"What?"

"I'm thinking about asking her out." Ramsey mumbled

Dom blinked. He hadn't known Ramsey even liked women. Maybe that explained why she hadn't shown any interest in Roman or Tej

"Go for it." Dom told her

"Really?" Ramsey looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "Do you think she'll say yes?"

"She'd be stupid not to." Dom smiled at her and was glad to see Ramsey's large smile in return as her thumbs flew over her phone

He wasn't expecting Ramsey's new girlfriend to be Hattie Shaw when they showed up a month later

---

When Deckard had started bringing his little brother and sister around to the family bbqs, Dom hadn't been the happiest to see Owen

Luckily, the middle Shaw was great with the kids and apologized profusely to Mia. It had been hilarious to see her slap him and demand he do the dishes by himself

What Dom hadn't expected was Roman to start acting strange whenever Owen got close to him

There wasn't much bad blood between them. Roman had barely interacted with Owen since their crew had tried to take him down. So, why was Roman nervous around him?

After several cookouts, Dom noticed that both Owen and Roman had disappeared. Suspicious, Dom had gone in search of the two just in case Owen did something to Roman

What be wasn't expecting was Owent to be sitting on Roman's lap, kissing him with intense passion

"Ahem." Dom cleared his throat and smirked when he saw Roman jerk so badly, he smashed his and Owen's noses together

"Ro!" Owen hissed

"Sorry!" Roman said quietly but sent a sheepish look towards Dom

Shaking his head, Dom looked at them pointedly

"If any of the kids ask, you two get to give the birds and the bees talk."

With that, Dom turned on his heel and left the two men

He never would have guessed Roman was interested in guys

---

Looking around Luke's backyard, Dom was a bit surprised by all the food that was already set up on the large picnic table. Everything looked amazing

There was no way Luke had done this himself

"Looks great, Hobbs." Dom nodded in appreciation

"Thanks. But I have to say, it's mostly all because of Deckard."

"Deckard?" Dom frowned and looked at the other man. Everyone else was milling around and taking their seats at the table. He could see out of the corner of his eye Baby Brian trying to sit on two at once, mostly likely trying to save him a seat

"Yeah. Ever since he moved in, he's really been sprucing up the place. And cooking everything. The man could have been a professional chef."

"Really." Dom said and saw Deckard step out of the back door, holding yet another plate of food

Deckard was smiling widely as he greeted everyone. And if Dom looked closely enough, he could see a small gold ring on his finger

Glancing to Luke, Dom saw an identical ring

Was nobody in his family straight?

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

Disney just launched a teaser trailer for Encanto, and I am in love! The story takes place in Colombia 🇨🇴 (where my family's from!) and follows a young woman named Mirabel who doesn't have any powers, despite the rest of her family having them.

The trailer looks absolutely beautiful with bright colours and music. The characters look so cool. And MIRABEL LOOKS JUST LIKE ME! 😭 It feels so good to be able to see my culture being represented so stunningly, without gangs or cartels being involved. It's amazing that I know have a Disney character that LOOKS LIKE ME. Her big nose and short curly hair with tanned skin, AND CULTURAL CLOTHES! And the diversity in this movie is on point too! 'Cuz I noticed a cute little black kid and I think there was a white character as well, alongside a couple tanned (probably indigenous descendant) kids as well. Which is nice because it acknowledges Colombia's native and black populations, who are at the center of Colombia's culture! Overall, I can't wait for this movie!

BWAHAHAHA! I ADORE IT! THANK YOU SO MUCH POGUE!!!

Thank you @marvelwonderwitch for suggesting a CMBYN inspired Rowen piece! Hope you like it!

Commission Info

Okay, the one thing I’m confused about because of the new F9 trailer. Dom and Mia are siblings, right? So unless Mia or Don’s brother are half siblings, they should be related....what do you think?

Oooookay buckle up because this answer is going to be longer than you expected because BOY HOWDY do I have some thoughts about the trailer and also about Dom’s dynamic in the series in general. 

I’m going to put it under the cut because.. because it’s super long because I care way more about these movies than I should. 

Keep reading

your place or mine?

Free Art Commissions

Hey everyone! To practice my art skills (and create content) I've decided to open some free commission slots!

There will be 3 slots available every month that will be (hopefully) fulfilled by the end of every month.

The Rules:

This is a Fast & Furious fandom exclusive deal.

This is a one commission per-person deal. You can't take up more than one slot.

Since this is free, I get to decide if/when the piece is done. Trying to do 3 full-lineart full-colored pieces would be super exhausting. I'm going to let my energy and inspiration take the lead.

This will generally be a 1st-come-1st serve basis, but if someone requests something that squicks me out, I'm not going to do it.

There will be a 2-character max for these. Ideally I could do more, but I'm worried I'll quickly get burned out. If you *desperately* want more than 2, we'd probably have to start talking about actual paid commissions.

As of right now, my commission slots for July are open. So feel free to message me with your requests/ideas.

I look forward to hearing from you!

- Pogue

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

Familia

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

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!

brian: please hold me. the stress isn't good for the baby

dom: what baby??

brian: me. i'm the baby

every friend group should include

a bimbo

a mean bisexual

an even meaner gay

a girlboss

he/theys

she/theys

a token straight that's on thin ice

an astrology bitch that has everyones birth chart memorized

and a short king

Dwayne Johnson next to Jason Statham: gives a new height to Hobbs and Shaw!

Size comparison site!

FOR ARTISTS AND WRITERS WHO NEED IT IT’S AMAZING

I know some of you need this! (you don’t need to have giant or tiny characters either. it’s a great ref for everyone!)

Hobbs & Shaw(s): The Onion Edition

hm

Happy Pride Month! I tried recreating the Shaw siblings with what I think would be their pride flags. 

Shout out to @possiblypogue for inspiring me to create with Picrew

and @omnivorousshipper for feeding my love for the Shaw Sibings

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

De Aged Fic Part 9

Part 8

It had only taken Deckard an hour before he was standing in front of Hattie's door. He could feel a sense of dread settle in his bones as he tried to think of a way to speak to his little sister

They hadn't spoken in several years, and the last time they did, Hattie had spit in his face, accusing him of a crime he didn't commit. He wasn't sure if he could convince her this time either

And on top of that, apparently Owen had gotten himself into a mess so unbelievable, Deckard still wasn't sure if this wasn't a massive ploy for MI6 to capture him

Taking a deep breath, Deckard lifted his fist and knocked on the door

He could hear several shouts accompanied by a loud crash. Blinking, Deckard remembered the same thing happening when he knocked on Owen's bedroom door when they were kids

Deckard couldn't help the way his heart clenched at the memory. It had been simpler times when he and his siblings were kids. No worries other than school and getting chocolate. When had things changed so drastically?

Finally, the door opened to reveal his little sister and...

Much smaller brother

"Owen! Stop struggling you little arsehole!" Hattie snapped harshly. Owen was in her arms but he was pushing at her arms with all his strength and clawing at her face when that didn't happen

"I can open the door by myself!" He shouted, his face a turning red

"And I told you no!"

"You're so mean!"

"And you're a brat!"

Deckard burst out laughing

Immediately, his siblings' shouting match dissipated as they stared at him. Owen tucked himself into Hattie's neck as he watched him with wide eyes

"And what's so funny?" Hattie growled

"You two never change." Deckard gasped through his chuckles

Hattie continued to glare at him while Owen clutched at her shirt. Shaking his head, Deckard smiled gently at Owen

"Are you causing trouble for Hatts, Oh?"

Owen shook his head quickly

"He's been a handful." Hattie huffed and tried to shove Owen into his arms. However, the little boy whined and clung to her. "Get off! I thought you wanted to see Deck."

"He looks weird!" Owen whispered, but not quiet enough for Deckard to not hear

Sighing, Deckard had worried about this. He knew he didn't look the same as he did when Owen had been this age. He wasn't the same height, now had stubble, and didn't have hair. No wonder Owen was scared

"Owen," Deckard called softly. "Are you really not going to give your big brother a hug?"

A flash of guilt crossed Owen's face as he looked between the two adults. After a few moments, he reached his hands out for Deckard and Hattie happily deposited him into his arms

Instantly, Owen's arms wrapped around his neck and the little body relaxed against his chest

"I missed you." Owen whimpered

"I missed you, too, Oh."

Smiling, Deckard rubbed Owen's back and hummed to sooth the shaking in the little hands clutching at his neck. Gently twisting his fingers in Owen's hair, Deckard met Hattie's eyes

She was smirking at them

"Of course he calms down when you're here."

Deckard could only shrug.

Hattie shook her head and opened the door further to let him inside. Owen continued to clutch at him and Deckard found he didn't mind it at all. It had been way to long since he held a small body to his. It felt nice being needed again

Sitting down on Hattie's couch, Deckard decidedly ignored the mess: there were toys strewn all over the floor, bags of crisps spilled on the carpet, and at least two cups knocked over.

"Deck, why are you bald?" Owen whispered

"Because I wanted to be."

"Why?"

"My hair made me too hot."

"How?"

Deckard chuckled. While he did miss taking care of kids, he didn't miss their many questions

"Oh, stop asking stupid questions." Hattie snapped

"She's so mean." Owen whined to Deckard and blew a raspberry at Hattie. Who blew one right back at him

"Hatts," Deckard scolded. "Act your age."

"Not until he does!"

"He is acting his age." Deckard said flattly. Hattie blushed and looked away from him. She really hadn't changed. "Now, tell me what's going on."

Hattie nodded and pulled out a tablet. "Do you know what Oh has been up to recently?"

"Vaguely." Deckard cringed. He really should have kept a tighter leash on Owen

"Then did you know he was stealing technology to build a Nightshade device?"

Deckard went still. Owen wouldn't dare

"What's a Nightshade?" Owen asked

"A weapon," Deckard mumbled and looked back at Hattie. "Did he succeed?"

"He was close. Just needed one more piece, but this crew from the DSS stopped him." Hattie held out the tablet and Deckard saw a list of files

"Hey! That's Letty! She's the nice lady who bought me a burger." Owen told Deckard excitedly. "She's my friend!"

Deckard nodded along to Owen's prattle. He could remember Owen telling him about a Letty a few months ago. She was a valuable member of his current crew and they had grown closer

"Do you think this crew will come after Oh?"

"I've already seen them poking around his files." Hattie sighed. "They're no doubt hot on his trail."

"Are they going to hurt me?"

Deckard blinked and looked down at the little boy on his lap. Owen's eyes had always been expressive when he was young, and now was no exception. Fear was evident as he met Deckard's gaze

"I don't think they want to hurt you." Deckard soothed. "But I still don't want them near you. They won't want you near me or Hatts."

"Why? You guys are my family."

"They have their reasons." Deckard sighed, not knowing how to explain that these people wanted to arrest Owen because he was an international criminal

"What are we going to do?" Hattie asked

Deckard pursed his lips as he thought. Finally, he nodded at his decision

"We need to leave London. Tonight."

One last prompt! How about Dad Shaw being the narcissistic, manipulative, abusive bastard he is, trying to pit the siblings against each other? But unbeknownst to him, he actually brings them closer together. Thanks Omni! You’re amazing! 😘

Aww! Thank you friend! And omg! You just have to give me some angst don't you 😭 Dad Shaw is always the perfect villain to the Sibs

Warning: depiction of child abuse, slapping, bruising, small amounts of blood, forcing children to fight each other

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"Again!"

Deckard tried to hide his flinch as their father's voice echoed harshly off the stone walls. He was forced to sit in his knees while he watched his siblings spar in front of him

The basement of their home was freezing, the few bare light bulbs barely lighting the space up. Instead, they casted horrible shadows on his younger siblings and showed off just how exhausted they were

There were no clocks or windows down there, so Deckard had no idea how long they had been going at it. Their father had barked at all of them to head downstairs for training after breakfast. They hadn't taken a break since

Deckard tried to ask, and then begged, their father to allow him to go fetch some water for his siblings, but received a stinging slap instead.

Now, he was forced to sit on the cold floor and watch as his siblings fought one another

They were covered in bruises and a few cuts from where they had landed on the stone floor. There was no padding on the floor to soften their falls and Deckard's heart clenched each time he saw them fall

One of Owen's eyes was swollen from Hattie had kicked him, but it didn't stop him from fighting. Especially not when Hattie had tried to comfort him when she had kicked him. Their father had instead screamed at her and dragged her back by her hair

Owen hadn't hesitated to stand up and tell him to let her go so they could continue sparring

But now, they were both panting and Deckard could tell Hattie was favoring her left side. He suspected that she had twisted her ankle after a particularly bad fall

But, the only thing Deckard could do was sit there, his fingers digging into his thighs and leaving creasant marks in his skin. He wanted so badly to stop this training and let his siblings rest

Never again did he want to see them beating each other until exhaustion

He watched as this next fight continued and Owen was able to sweep a leg out from Hattie, no doubt using her injury to his advantage

Their father always knew when one of them was going easy on the others. It often resulted in their father bringing out his belt

Hattie landed with a cut off sob, tears running down her cheeks as she looks over her hands. Deckard can see that their skinned and blood coats her palms. He has to stiffle the urge to rush her upstairs and clean out the wounds

"Pathetic!" Their father snaps. "How are you supposed to be my child? Can't even defend yourself!"

"Father, I-" She desperately pleads

"No! I knew the second you were brought home you weren't my child! Your mother is a lying whore! No child of mine would be this weak."

Deckard bites down on a growl. Hattie is his sister and their father's daughter. Their father had gotten several blood tests done showing it, but he never accepted the truth

Several more tears trail down Hattie's face as she sobs harder. Her breath is coming too fast and she looks over at Deckard for help

"Father, if she rests, she'll be in better condition tomorrow to train." Deckard says, but keeps his head bowed so not to meet the man's eyes

"If she's no good today, she won't be any better tomorrow!" His snaps

"She was good when we started." Owen hissed and clenched his fists tightly. His own knuckles were bruised horribly

"Did I ask you, boy?!"

Deckard nearly leapt to his feet as their father advanced on Owen and slapped him, causing him to sprawl on the floor

"All three of you are pathetic!" He spat. "Never obey any order I give you! For that, you can all rot down here!"

Not daring to move a muscle, Deckard watches as their father storms out of the basement and up the stairs. He can hear the door slam and lock behind him

In a blink of an eye, Deckard's by Owen's side and inspecting the damage done to his face. He can see Owen's refusing to let out any sort of noise of pain, biting his lip harshly. Next to them, Hattie is still sobbing as she crawls over to them

Without even thinking, Deckard is pulling Hattie into his lap and Owen into his side. They both clutch at him, Hattie whimpering and Owen soaking his shoulder

Deckard wants to reassure them and give them words of comfort, but he knows there's nothing to say

Their father will never love them again, and will continue to treat them this way. And Deckard knows that there's no way to stop him. All he can do is hold his siblings tighter against him

~~~

I hope you enjoyed friend!

Hello again Omni! What if Deckard gets pregnant by Hobbs in a one night stand, and now Hobbs decides to stay with Deck and try to make it work. (Bonus if F6 Owen comes to visit, making things a lot more complicated)

Yesss!! I've always wanted to write something like this! I love the idea of them having a one night stand and having to face the consequences afterwards

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Luke had been sent to London to collect information on his newest mission: Owen Shaw

The man was a genius and Luke wanted to be prepared for when he would face the criminal and take him down. But, what Luke wasn't expecting was to meet a charming man while in London

Deckard was everything Luke had ever wanted in a partner: charming, beautiful, caring, but willing to throw a punch if he needed to. He could easily stand up against Luke, never letting anyone step all over

So, it wasn't surprising when they had fallen into bed together. And spent the remainder of Luke's time in London together as well

What Luke wasn't expecting was to get a call from Deckard three months later saying he was pregnant

Luke of course had been shocked and worried about the future. He had already raised Sam with one parent and he didn't want any of his other children to have to go through that

Eventually, he had invited Deckard to live with him and Sam, just to see if they could make their relationship work

Deckard fit into their small family perfectly

He loved Sam, and she loved him but just as fiercely. She couldn't stop thanking Deckard for giving her a little sibling and pestering him to make her something to eat

By the time Deckard was seven months along, Luke had to leave to keep working on his mission with catching Owen Shaw. But, the man had seemed to go underground and making his trail shrivel up

Luke had ended up coming home and spending more time with his family

As Deckard got closer and closer to his due date, he came to Luke

"Is it all right if my little brother stays with us until the delivery?"

Luke had immediately agreed. He didn't see any harm in letting Deckard's family come over and comforting the man

What Luke hadn't been expecting was the person who walked through his door

"Luke! We're back!" Deckard shouted from the front door. Luke didn't hesitate to leave his office and greet his future brother in law

But, when he turned to corner and laid his eyes on Deckard's brother, he stopped short

"Nice to meet you, mate." Owen Shaw smiled at him, arm wrapped around Deckard. Who seemed over the moon for his partner and brother to be meeting for the first time

Luke could only stare, his mind trying to figure out how this ruthless criminal was relate to the sweet man who was carrying his second child

~~~

I hope you enjoyed friend!

"You're not the only one with a family full of eccentrics," says the woman whose kids drove a tank down a highway, trashed Los Angeles, and tried to strangle Luke Hobbs with their thighs.

God, I'm gonna love Helen Mirren's cameo.

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

Hello again Omni! Can we see a bit of Owen experiences in the army please? He must've not liked being bossed around very much.

Oh hell yeah, Owen HATED having to take orders! Sure, he'll let Deckard boss him around, but nobody else!

~~~

When Owen joined the military, he had honestly never expected to have to start at the bottom. He had just assumed they would see his intellect and genius and allow him to move up the ranks with ease

That wasn't quite the case

Now, standing alongside two dozen other recruits in boot camp, Owen tried to keep the sneer off his face as their drill sergeant yelled at them

Apparently, not all of them could keep up with the vigorous training and now all of them were being chewed out

"- when I tell you to run ten kilometers, you run those ten kilometers! Not walk or or prance, or whatever you want!"

Owen couldn't help his eye roll

"Got something to say, Shaw?!" The sergeant screamed in his face

"No, sir." Owen said smoothly

"For that lip, you'll be cleaning out the latrines!"

Owen didn't bother stopping the sneer that crossed over his face

---

"In line soldiers!"

Owen easily stood with the rest of his squad, waiting for his leader's orders. Even though they were extremely stupid and Owen knew they were going to be ambushed

But no matter how many times Owen tried to butt in, the leaders of his squad and others refused to listen to him. They were convinced they wouldn't get ambushed

Straightening his back, Owen glanced over at his fellow squad mates. He could see that they were all nervous, having listened to his angry words against the leaders

They were all now convinced they were about to be ambushed

But even if that was the case, Owen would do all he could to make sure they all came out of it alive

---

"Well done, captain Shaw."

With a polite smile, Owen shook the hands of several high ranking officers. He had just been promoted, even though he wished it had been sooner

After all, it had taken Deckard a lot less time to reach captain

But, Deckard also didn't have the pension for mischief that Owen did. And Deckard could actually follow orders

"Thank you, sir. I look forward to leading my soldiers into battle."

And not get them killed like you have, was unspoken. Even if Owen made sure to say the sentiment with the grip he had on the other man's hand

~~~

I hope you enjoyed friend!

@omnivorousshipper As you can see, pancakes are circular fluffy disks of delicious buttery goodness, not bowls of syrup! 🥞🥞🥞 These pancakes are fit to feed a Hobbs!

De aged Fic Part 5

Part 4

Hattie scowled down at her phone when it rang loudly, interrupting the silence she had cultivated inside her apartment. It had been a difficult last few days, consisting of her having to eliminate several targets

She had finally arrived home, ate a simple meal and fell into bed intending to sleep for at least ten hours. But then her damn phone rang

Not recognizing the number, she had been tempted to not answer, but she knew he bosses would use burner phones

Answering, she growled

"Shaw."

"H-Hatts?"

Hattie blinked in surprise as a child's voice called out her name. Sitting up, she frowned and a cold shiver went down her spine

"Who is this?" She tried to soften her voice, but knew she still had a harsh note

"Hatts, it's me. Owen."

Hattie went numb

What?!

There was absolutely no way Owen had called her using a wobbly child's voice, on the brink of tears. There was no way he was that crazy

Right?

Took caught up trying to think how ridiculous her brother could be, Hattie didn't respond soon enough and prompting the child to go off on a tangent

"I don't know what's happening, Hatts. I woke up all wet and cold, and these people took me to a scary place. But this nice lady, Letty, gave me her jacket and then took me out for dinner. But then I saw all these weird looking things. I think they're phones? So I stole one and tried calling Deck, but he didn't answer, do you think he doesn't like me anymore? And I tried to call you-"

Finally, the little boy took a deep breath. But before he could keep going, Hattie spoke up

"Owen, where are you right now?"

"At home."

Hattie sighed. At least that made things easier

"Owen, listen to me. I want you to stay there and I'll come and get you. Do not open the door for anyone."

"Okay."

She didn't want to hang up, just in case he did something stupid. No matter what age he was, she knew he was capable of anything

It only took her twenty minutes to arrive at their old home. None of them had lived in it for years, but she knew their mother kept it cleaned for her own personal use and business

When she arrived, she used her own key to open the door and called out

"Owen? It's Hattie!"

She listened closely until soft footsteps came to meet her

Hattie felt as if she was slapped when she spotted him

The little boy barely even came up to her hip he was so small. His hair was shaggy and long, while his clothes looked far too stylish for his age. He looked up at her with wide, curious eyes

"Why are you so big?" He whispered in awe

"Because I'm an adult." Hattie said dumbly

"But I'm older than you!" Owen pouted and crossed his arms

Hattie blinked at him and felt a smile tug at her lips

"And you'll grow up to be taller than me. But right now, you're a small fry."

He narrowed his eyes at her, his pout still strong. Hattie met his gaze evenly, but inside, she was freaking out

What the hell was she going to do with a miniature version of her older brother?!

Hiya Omni! May I request young Owen & Hattie deciding to run away from home and Deckard has to go out and find them and convince them to stay (even if he secretly wants to leave too)

Awwwww! I can see this happening so many times when they're young. Deckard feels so bad because he wants to leave with them, but he can't

Warning: depictions of child abuse

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Teeth chattering, Deckard walked through the empty streets of London. Pulling his too thin coat tighter around his body, he kept his head on a swivel, hoping to catch a glimpse of two little bodies

When he had come home from the late job his uncle gave him, he wasn't surprised to hear his father snoring in the living room, full passed out. But when he had gone upstairs, he hadn't seen either of his siblings in their bedrooms

Immediately, Deckard had panicked, worried that his father had gone too far. But then he had seen a letter left in his own room

It was the fifth time Owen had dragged Hattie out of the house, saying they were running away. Deckard couldn't help but wonder what made Owen snap this time. Whatever it was, it wasn't good

Deckard hoped his siblings were dressed warmer than him as he watched his breath swirl in front of his face

It was an hour later and Deckard could barely feel his fingers when he found his siblings. He should have known they would hide behind their favorite candy store

Stepping into the alley, Deckard shook his head as the two cuddled against a large garbage bin. Owen seemed to have enough sense to bring a blanket, which Hattie peeked her head out from under

"Oh. Hatts. What are you doing?" Deckard sighed, trying to keep his teeth from chattering too much

"We're running away!" Owen snapped and tried to scowl but looked more like he was pouting

"Why?" Deckard asked, moving closer to them. Without a word or gesture, they were pulling the blanket up to let him slide under it. Once he was, Hattie crawled into his lap and Owen snuggled against his side

"Da's a cunt." Owen grumbled

"Language." Deckard said tiredly. "And that's not a reason."

"Because he hurt Hatts!"

Deckard frowned at that

"Show me."

Hattie bit her lip as she brought her hands up and took off her gloves. Her hands were hastily bandaged and showed the blood skin and rash

"Oh, Hatts..."

"He made wear those bad things." She sniffed

Latex. Which she was allergic to

Cradling her hands, Deckard felt exhaustion settle deep in his bones

How many times was he going to let their father hurt his siblings? Could they ever escape that awful man?

"We need to go home and clean this properly."

"No!" Hattie wailed. "He's going to hurt us again!"

"Hattie! We have nowhere else to go!" Deckard said firmly

"I'm not going to let him keep hurting us!" Owen hissed, meeting Deckard's eyes. "Nobody believes us! Not even mum!"

Deckard bit back a sigh

Owen wasn't wrong. Their teachers, the doctors, neighbors, and their mother didn't believe that the injuries they got were from their father

"I'm sorry, Oh. But we can't leave."

"Why not?" Hattie cried, rubbing her face with her hand and smearing blood on her cheek. Grabbing her hand, Deckard shook his head

"Because... just because."

He could see that neither of them found that a good answer, but Deckard was too cold to come with a good lie

"Come on," he sighed. "We're going home."

Wrapping the blanket around Hattie, he picked her up. She was heavy in his arm, but he didn't dare let her down. For his comfort or hers, he wasn't sure

Sending Owen a firm look, he led the way back to their house

He had a feeling none of them would be sleeping much that night

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

Because @omnivorousshipper requested Naga Rowen!

Some Details:

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?

~~~

I hope you enjoyed friend!

De-aged fic part 2

Part 1

Sitting next to Letty in a booth across from the two strange men, Owen gnawed on his bottom lip. He had no idea what to think about the men

They had introduced themselves as Roman and Tej, being fairly friendly towards Owen

He didn't want to admit it, but Owen knew that neither would hurt him. Especially Roman, who was actually really funny

And had some really shiny jewelry

So shiny in fact, Owen got lost looking at the man's watch when Letty ran a hand through his hair

Blinking, Owen frowned up at her

"What do you want to eat, sweetheart?" She smiled kindly

Looking down at the menu again, Owen pointed a large burger

"Please?"

"You sure you can eat that much?" Letty raised an eyebrow

Owen puffed out his chest

"Deck says I'm like a black hole!" He wasn't sure what his brother meant by that, but be took pride in it nonetheless

"People say the same thing about me, too, buddy!" Roman laughed

"Got that right." Tej mumbled from where he was looking at his own menu

While Roman had been very friendly and had a very shiny watch, Owen was a bit more interested in the small device Tej occasionally would bring it

Owen had seen the large blocky mobile phone his mother used, but the thing Tej had was completely different. It was sleek and didn't seem to have any visible buttons

Owen wanted it

Soon enough, a server came around and took their orders, sending a kind smile to Owen. He nodded back politely

"Oh?"

"Yeah, Let?"

"What's the last thing you remember?" She asked softly

Owen frowned and bit his bottom lip again in thought

"I was at my grandpa's house and he just said good night, but I wasn't sleepy. So, I was really quiet so I wouldn't wake Deck and snuck into Hatt's room. I've been reading her my favorite book!" Owen said the last part with pride. His teachers said he was one of the best readers in the class

"Who's Hatts?"

"My little sister!"

Letty stared at him with wide eyes

Owen stiffened. Did he say something wrong? That happened sometimes when he was meeting with his parents' friends. It never ended well for him

But Letty's expression changed quickly as a smiled appeared on her lips again

"What else do you remember?"

"Well, I had been reading but felt really sleepy. So, me and Hatts fell asleep. And then I woke up cold and wet. And met you." Owen said quietly

Letty nodded at him and looked about to ask something else when their food arrived. When Owen's eyes landed on his, he felt his stomach rumble

He was so hungry, he didn't notice the looks the adults were sending him as he finished off almost all the food

Now full, he watched the adults work on their food much more slowly. Well, except for Roman. He was already ordering a second meal

"Let?" Owen tugged on her sleeve

"Yes, Oh?"

"May I be excused to go to the loo?"

"Sure. It's just right over there. Do you want me to go with you?"

Owen shook his head quickly. He didn't need anyone. He was old enough

Without looking back, Owen walked towards the restroom and saw a man holding a device just like Tej's. It wouldn't be hard at all to steal it

As he stepped into the restroom, Owen's eyes flickered around

If he left the restroom, Letty would see him and he would only have a small amount of time to make it to the front door of the restaurant. And that wasn't taking into account of someone stopping him

Looking up, Owen saw a window above one of the stalls. It looked low enough for him to reach

And to make things even more perfect, a man was leaving the other stall. It only took a small bump and a quiet "excuse me, sir", and Owen had his own little device

Locking the stall door behind him, Owen let a smirk spread across his young face. Far too easy

In less than a minute, Owen had the window open and was wiggling out of it. He landed on a large garbage bin and found himself in the alley behind the restaurant

Smirking even more, Owen made his way out of the alley and onto the familiar streets of London

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.

Sometimes twitter delivers

I want to see it in theaters though!!!!  😭 😭 😭