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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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iloveramensm · 2 years

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i wish you were mine pt.2

POV: you confess to Deckard after getting jealous and it doesn’t go as planned (This takes place during the Hobbs & Shaw movie)

Part 1 Part 2

When I wake up, I forget about last night for a second. Then it comes rushing back.

“Fucking hell,” I say, groaning and getting up to shower and change. We had a mission today and I was not excited at all. As I step into the hot shower, I can't get Deckard out of my head. Every time i crush on someone, it’s just I don't feel pretty.

Sighing, I finish my shower and wrap a towel around me, softly padding into my room to look for clothes. I hear a knock on my door and i let out a soft ‘come in’

“Morning y/n!” Luke says, storming into my room.

“Morning hobbit” I turn and smile at him, looking at two outfits.

“Hey Luke” I say “which one?” I step to the side so he can see what I'm choosing from.

“We are about to save the world and you're worried about your outfit?” Luke laughs and looks at both. He points to the one on the right and shakes his head

“When you're done there's food downstairs,” he says and i walk him to the door.

“Thank you, you're the best!” I say, standing in the doorway and smiling at him as he walks away. As i go to close my door, I see Deckard appear where Luke was walking and his eyes go between me and luke. I quickly smile, step back and softly shut my door.

My heart dropped. But it shouldn't. I mean why should I care what he thinks about me? He's obviously not interested. I start getting dressed and as I'm pulling my boots on, I hear another knock on my door. I laugh

“Luuuke what do you want now fucking weirdo” I say, laughing and going to open the door. It's not Luke.

“y/n” deckard says, face straight

“Deckard” i say, breathless

“We're going to leave in uh 20 minutes so” he trails off and nods.

“Um ok yeah thanks” I forcefully smile and walk farther into my room to finish putting my shoes on. Thinking he's gone, I let out a deep breath and tie my shoes.

“Can we talk?” Deckard says, walking in and shutting my door

“What's there to talk about deckard” i go to the mirror and starts doing my makeup.

“Y/n…” Deckard comes up behind me in the mirror and I sigh.

“Deckard I Get it, you don't feel the same but you don't need to come in here and reject me all official and shit, let's just act like it never happened”

“Y/n i dont want to forget. In fact you ran off before i could even finish” he says and i finish my mascara, adding some lip gloss as i bend forward to get closer, deckard closes in, trapping me between his arms. I sigh and turn around

“Then what did you want to fuckin say deckard? At this point just say it so i can get my fucking breakfast” my eyebrows furrow and i dont make eye contact. My ears get hot as i realize how close he is.

“Look at me”

“No”

“Y/n, look at me”

I bite my lip in frustration and raise my head to look at him

“If you would've let me finish, you wouldnt of spent the rest of the night without me. I would have been right on you not only last night, but this morning, and the rest of the time. Fucking hell Y/N, Im not sitting here pining after you like a dog just for you to think i don’t care about you in a more than friends way, i like you you dumbass American” he says, staring me in my eyes

“What” i say, staring at him

Deckard then kisses me. Passionately. Like I've never been kissed like this ever. At first i keep my eyes open, eyebrows furrowed and then i realize what's happening and kiss him back. I wrap my arms around his waist, bringing him closer. We break apart and just as we go in again I remember something.

“If you like me so much, what was going on between you and madam?'' I say, putting my hand on his chest to push him back a bit.

“I don't know”

I stare at him. No way he just said that shit.

“Wait fuck no I know its just, I didn’t know if you liked me Y/n You have to be one of the most confusing people ive ever met and i just needed to get my frustration out and with her, i know and it doesn't matter but with you im just so fucking scared to ruin anything with you-”

I lean forward and kiss Deckard, bringing his body back to mine. He groans and lifts me up onto the dresser. I wrap my arms around his neck and his arms wrap around my waist and his hands on my ass. He presses into me and i moan, wanting him closer.Soon i break apart

“Im hungry” i say breathlessly

“So am i” he says smirking

“Fuck Deckard i meant for food” i laugh and start to get off the counter as deckard backs up.

Once i stand, we just look at eachother

“Nice” i say, awkwardly smiling and i start to walk to the door

“Y/N” deckard says as he pulls me back into him, kissing me again

We break apart and he holds me to him

“I want you to be mine, my girlfriend or whatever you want to call us i just need you”

“Ok” i say, smiling and giving him a light kiss

“Ok” he smiles, throwing me over his shoulder and walking down the hall to the kitchen

Nice

#deckard shaw x reader #deckard shaw imagines #deckard shaw #hobbs and shaw

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jay-the-muppet · 1 year

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Watching Fast X makes me desperately want Han x reader x Deckard threesome fics

#deckard shaw x reader #fast and furious #fast x #han lue x reader #deckard shaw imagine #han lue imagine #fast and furious imagine

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caitlinsnicket · 2 years

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Hello darling, can you please do ❛ you look good with my hands around your throat. ❜ with Shaw?

you loved needy deckard, the way he seemed to cling to you as if you were going to dissapear, how desperate his thrusts became and how he just let go for once. your favorite part was how responsive and experimental he became.

his hands guided your hips up and down on his cock slowly, his face buried in the crook of your neck, allowing you to hear all the little noises that escaped throught his lips. he felt like he was melting inside you, specially with how soft your plush thighs felt on his hands.

when you started matching his thrusts, making him go deeper, he kissed you desperately, hard enough to make you wince as he caught your lower lip with his teeth.

out of instinct, your hands flew to his throat, and the sound he let out was obscene. at the same time, his cock twitched inside of you, and your whole face went red. time seemed to have stopped, even if just for a moment, and you could swear he wasn't breathing. when you actually stopped to look at him, you couldn't help but clench around him.

"sweet- ah. too tight" he mumbled, not making any movements to push your hands away, his voice hoarse.

you relaxed then, taking in how hot he looked like that. how good he felt inside of you, buried so deep you almost could see stars.

"you look good with my hands around your throat" you say against his lips, moving yourself slightly on top of him.

he let out a whine, and proceeded to close his eyes and thrust upward once again, and you spent the rest of the night enjoying all his little sounds

#imagine #rô's 2k celeb #hobbs and shaw #hobbs and shaw imagine #deckard shaw smut #deckard shaw x y/n #deckard shaw x reader #deckard shaw imagine #deckard shaw #hobbs and shaw smut

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ficmesideways · 4 months

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Request for Anonymous Gif Source: Luke and Deckard

Imagine Luke and Deckard thinking they’re dating the same girl but it turns out they’re dating twins.

------- Imagine -------

“It just can’t be the same girl, ok? Something else must be going on. She wouldn’t do this.” Deckard said looking at the photo on his phone and then at the same one on Luke’s.

“Well, we won’t have to wait long. I texted her so hopefully she will be here soon.” Luke said also looking distressed but hiding it behind his annoyance as he waited.

When you walked in, however, Luke thought he was seeing double. A women who looked exactly like you, albeit with different clothes followed shortly behind and approached Deck as you approached him.

“Hey, got you text.” You said hugging him and looking over at the other woman. “I guess I should have explained that I have a twin huh?”

#my imagines #gifs not mine #female reader #fast and furious imagine #fast and the furious franchise #hobbs and shaw #luke hobbs imagine #deckard shaw imagine

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jamgoesart · 11 months

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Restless, Sierra began to twitch, toss and turn, until a few minutes later she woke up with a scream of "No. It took her a few seconds to realize that everything was okay. A nightmare. Again. The recurring nightmare.

Breathing heavily, Sierra sat up and looked around. Everything was fine, she was sitting in her car. Apparently, she had spent half the day there again. It was not uncommon for her to spend the night and the rest of the day in the car, even though she had her own apartment. She spent most of her time in the car anyway, because that's how she made a living. As a "blocker" or "stopper" or on courier runs.

"How long is this going to haunt me?" an exhausted Sierra ran her hands through her hair and then rubbed her face with her hands, "A year."

A damn year it had been. So she wouldn't get rid of it so fast, Sierra thought and shook her head. Very slowly she straightened up, stretched until she heard her neck crack, and just stared for a while through the windshield, where the sun was about to set. It was time to get back to her apartment. A nice hot shower and something to eat would do wonders sometimes, and not to forget to pack some new, fresh clothes.

"It's still a little early," Sierra answered the incoming call, turning up her ringer as she drove through the city, "What are you really up to?"

"Not today. We're meeting in Atlanta in four days. "In the background, Sierra heard a few people arguing, but not about what. "Man, I'm on it....sorry, Gen. What did you say?"

"I'm leaving," Sierra skipped the question and parked her car in the driveway, "Anything interesting?"

"No, not really," as if, Sierra thought, because Marko wouldn't call me for nothing, "Just get to Atlanta as soon as you can. Call me when you get there and I'll meet you in Centennial Park. Atlanta. Not Nashville, not Toronto. Atlanta."

"Got it," Sierra interrupted Marko and just hung up.

Back at the apartment, Sierra went straight to the bathroom, took a shower and packed a bag with new clothes. Then she went to the kitchen, grabbed a sandwich from the fridge and went back to the car. She hadn't eaten in two days, she realized now, and only now did she realize how hungry she really was. After opening the driver's door and falling into the seat, she took a bite of her sandwich, which was just about to expire, and looked down the street.

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"Barney Ross," an older man greeted his old friend as he walked up to him, "How long has it been?"

"Too long," Barney greeted his old friend Bonaparte, "How's life in Vegas?"

"It's nice here.... Don't distract me," Bonaparte smiled, "You came to Vegas to visit a friend for a reason. What can I do for you?"

"Same old thing," Barney replied, taking a swig from his beer bottle, "I'm looking for a team."

"A new team?", confused, Bonaparte looked at his long-time friend, for this was not Barney's style, "What happened to the old one?"

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Suspiciously, Barney looked around, trying to figure out why Atlanta of all places. In the middle of the night, mind you. That 'we're meeting at a little after ten' didn't exactly make everything look right, but that wasn't the problem. Some of the things the Expendables did were beyond the law. After all, there were mercenaries for such tasks.

For now, no need to worry, just wait and see, Bonaparte told his friend as the two men walked down the street, stopping when a group of cars came into view. A possible candidate, but to Barney it was just a couple of kids with cars, causing Bonaparte to let out a chuckle.

"I hope this kid isn't a bust like the last one," but Bonaparte started to shake his head at Barney's words, "What else was he supposed to be? Ex-Navi?"

"Surely no one could have guessed that his resume wasn't entirely kosher," Bonaparte defended himself, pointing at the people gathered about twenty meters away from them, "You'll like my current candidate, and so will Christmas. But only if he can handle the competition, of course."

"He can't," Barney replied evenly, one corner of his mouth turned up, knowing his long-time competitor and friend very well, "What makes you think Christmas can?"

"Knives," was all the explanation that came from Bonaparte.

Three young men, in their early to mid-twenties, walked over from their cars to a blond boy and handed him a bundle each; the boys nodded at each other and a few words were exchanged.

"So," interjected a brunette girl who had slammed the car door and hurried across the street as if it were too late, "what's up?"

"Gen," the brunette was greeted by the blonde, and they both clenched their fists, "the usual. Two hundred meters off the main road."

An all clear followed, the brunette nodding in agreement as she walked back to her car, started the engine and drove off.

The rest of the small crowd began to cheer as eight people walked to their cars, got in, and drove to the makeshift starting line, which consisted of tape on the ground. Those who had been standing in the street cleared the way and the blond walked to the red line to give the starting signal. As he dropped the flag on the ground, the cars sped off, their engines roaring.

When Barney asked which of the people present they were both here for, Bonaparte simply took his little book out of his pocket, flipped through it, and then put it back in his pocket. No answer, great, Barney thought, and let it go for now. As the people ran forward and began to cheer, Bonaparte tapped his friend on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow.

Both men stood in the crowd to get a better look at who would return first. A dark green car was heading straight for the finish line; the distance to the others was a good car length, but Bonaparte pointed to the opposite side of the street where the brunette's matte black car came to a stop.

"La Santa," Bonaparte said, with Barney in tow, approaching the brunette who was just getting out of her car to join the group, "La Santa Muerte."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," the brown-haired woman replied coolly, only giving them a quick glance.

"Sierra Génesis Salamanca," was Bonaparte's reply, causing the brown-haired girl to stop, nod, and turn around with a panting, miss brave look, "Why not? Don Emiliano's little darling."

"What do you want?" replied Sierra, whose voice had become weaker than it had been a minute ago, "or much more from my father?"

To offer you a job. Not a deal, not a business deal, but a job, and for you. Not your father.

#leechristmas #deckard shaw #the expendables #Expendables #wattpad fic #wattpad fanfiction #imagine #imagines #wattpad #fanfic

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alessiathepirate · 5 months

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The Fate of the Furious

ALIVE: Deckard Shaw x fem!reader

Summary: She thought Deckard Shaw died - yet luckily he didn't. After joining the crew on the rooftop, he had some explaining to do.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I may have made while I wrote this short story.

A quiet thank you for my friend who watched these movies with me during a movie night. I love you <3

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence and death

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"Oh, this will be good." Roman said to Tej as he poked - or rather punched - his arm. Both of them looked at the scenario in front of them, suddenly forgetting about their bickering over Ramsey.

Perhaps if things went differently, they'd stop arguing to quietly laugh at Shaw carrying a baby - only silently, because they perefer living over dying. Shaw with a baby was something they couldn't imagine at all, yet the thing Roman pointed out wasn't the baby. No, it was Shaw himself, who clearly overestimated his self-worth if he showed up there after the stunt he pulled.

And just in time, the girl whose feelings were very obviously hurt because of the said stunt noticed Shaw's arrival - and she looked like she's seen a ghost.

"No way, man. I really don't want to see this." Tej answered unsurely, leaning back in his seat.

"You won't want to miss it either. She'll kick his ass, that's for sure." In no other scenario would Roman dare to say that - the guy might have super hearing or something.

And just like that, the show started.

"You dick!" the shouting was so loud everyone's gaze was on her, but then - after understanding the situation - they decided to look away, not wanting to become a target of her wrath. "You absolute fucking asshole!"

"Come on, sweetheart, don't curse in front of the-"

"Don't you act like you suddenly give a shit about someone!"

"Oh, he fucked up!" Roman laughed in his seat.

"He fucked up big time." Tej agreed, and it was very rare that they did.

"No way I'd be him right now..."

Her expression was a mixture of anger and hurt, and she very clearly didn't want anyone else there to intervene - no man would dare to either way and they wouldn't succeed in doing so without getting a punch to the face.

But Letty, understanding her feelings because she was the only one she had talked to about them, did her best to diffuse the situation - in front of the child at least.

"I'll take him, don't you worry." she took the infant seat from Shaw, who had the expression of betrayal on his face.

"Thanks for your help, now why don't you go and talk this out?" if Dom's voice was anything to go by, he secretly very much enjoyed seeing Shaw's face as his son, the safety blanket he could hide behind was taken from him.

"Yeah, why don't we go and talk this out, Shaw?"

Ramsey gasped behind them and Dom patted Shaw on the back, sending him the luck he'll need. Roman poked Tej on the arm again, Hobbs chuckled from not so far away.

Deckard Shaw must have fucked up big time - he himself knew that too. It's been months since she called him Shaw. He was never Shaw, only Deckard or maybe if he was lucky enough, Deck. But he was never ever Shaw.

"All right, let's talk this out, sweetheart."

She hugged herself with her arms, not giving him the opportunity to hold onto her hand. Deckard didn't try to do so though, he understood where the line was and he didn't want to overstep it.

They walked to the other side of the roof, away from their gazes and voices, and only then did her eyes start to water.

Deckard wasn't good at apologies, but even he knew that's the time for one. She's hurt and rightfully so, but he didn't mean to hurt her at all. God, he'd go to Hell and back for her and he knew she'd do the same - they knew more than a few things about the other and they liked the other even if they don't like many people.

But now she's sad and hurt - and angry, because of Deckard and he didn't know what he should do to make it better.

"Sweetheart, I-"

"No, don't you fucking sweetheart me." Sweetheart was the petname Deckard saved for her and didn't use it on anybody else. "I thought you died, do you know how that feels? I thought you fucking died!" she grabbed onto the railing to try and regain her strength. "Do you know that I cried for you? I fucking cried for you. I almost went after Dom by myself to hurt him like he hurt me and Dom is my friend!"

He put his hand on her shoulder and she let him, but she didn't look at him at all.

"And then you just call me to tell me everything is okay, I- I don't know what hurt more: that you didn't tell me or that you don't trust me enough to tell me stuff like that."

"I trust you. I trust you and I don't trust anybody else." Deckard touched both of her shoulders to turn her towards him.

He expected her to be angry or sad, he even expected a punch to the face, like when she playfully hit him after a way too bad one liner on a mission. But she didn't do any of that.

No, she was crying. And if Deckard was bad at apologies, then he was even worse at comforting crying women - especially someone he genuinely cares about.

"Why didn't you tell me not to worry?" her voice was high pitched, the kind Deckard hadn't heard before. She never cried. He hadn't seen her cry.

He made her cry.

"Because I needed her to believe it."

It was a poor excuse. He knew it - she knew it.

Yet it was still better than not saying anything or him just saying a 'fuck you'.

"So you're okay? Not even a small cut?" she asked looking at his face, trying to find some scars.

"You know me, sweetheart." he smiled and she was the only one who has ever seen him smile. "And I know you too, so if you'll punch me please tell me so I can get ready."

She chuckled. "Because?"

"Because your punches are really fucking strong."

That was the kind of compliment Deckard Shaw gave her, the kind only she recieved and no one else. And she smiled at that too, even if her eyes were still teary and the pain and fear didn't fully go away.

"I don't want to punch you."

"Really?" he had a suspicion that she really wanted to.

"Really. I just got you back and you want me to hurt you straight away?"

"I'd let you and I'd deserve it too."

He really meant that, she thought as she examined his face, trying to find some dishonesty. She couldn't find any - but to her surprise, his eyes were soft. There was some softness in there, the kind no one's ever seen, because they didn't deserve to see it.

"No, just..." she wiped away the tears and pushed his hands off her shoulders as she leaned against the railing. "I just want you to promise me that you'll tell me- the next time, because in a job like ours there will be a next time for sure."

"Yeah, I promise."

She smiled softly, her wrath slowly disappearing and tiredness took its place. She looked tired.

"You know, we never really talk about it, but just so you know, you mean a lot to me." she said quietly, as if she's confessing something she's not ready for yet. "And I mean it. I really do. No joke or anything."

"I know." he really knew, and he also knew that not many people would do that for him. "And I'd kill for you."

"I know, you already did." she chuckled. "And not even once."

"They deserved it."

"In your eyes everyone deserves to die who looks at us the wrong way." she said remembering all the times Deckard decided to pull out a gun to shoot someone who was unfriendly. "Actually, I'm surprised Hobbs is still with us."

"I promised to fight him one day."

"Yeah, I'm not surprised about that at all." she looked at the others who sat around the table talking. "You'd win."

"I know I would."

"But he'd kick your ass too. He asked me if I want him to do that after the stunt you pulled. I said I'd think about it."

"And what do you think?"

"You'd deserve it, but I'm leaning towards a no."

Deckard laughed and so did she. It was good to laugh with him again.

They stayed quiet after that. She didn't know what else to say or rather how she should talk about the things she should definitely talk about. She thought of the last few hours and days, how Letty was there for her after Deck's fake death - and what they talked about. How she regretted not telling him the things she wanted to.

"I didn't mean it like that." she spoke up after a while. "When I said you mean a lot to me." she had his full attention, she knew it and felt it in his gaze. "I meant that I think about you as more than a friend."

She continued to look at her friends again, watched as they laughed and talked. Dom had his son in his arms and Roman and Tej were arguing again. She focused on every small detail instead of looking Deck in the eyes.

"I know what you meant sweetheart. That's what I meant when I said I'd kill for you." she had to look at him when his hand was on hers. "I just can't let them see me as a softie, can I?"

He was teasing her and he was grinning, and in that moment for her he was the most lovable, playful asshole in the whole world.

"You dick!" she shouted with a laugh as she hit his arm and she felt the others' eyes on herself. "You come back from the dead and you act like this? I should let Hobbs kick your ass. Being soft with me is the least you can do to apologize."

"I knew you wanted to hit me."

She hit him on the arm again - this time the both of them were grinning like idiots and she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Of course I do. This is the worst love confession I've ever seen."

"But you wouldn't have me any other way."

"That's right, I wouldn't. I'd be way too bored without you in my life."

This time he caught her arm before it could land and his hold on her wrist was gentle. That hand could kill and punch - and he looked damn good when he did that -, but it would never ever hurt her. Not intentionally.

They both leaned in to kiss the other - and they most likely argued about who had the balls to initiate the first kiss later. It was a great kiss, a damn good one. The one what's full of passion and emotion, the one that made her stomach tighten.

"I love you, you idiot, but if you act like you're dead in front of me ever again I--" he kissed her again to shut her up.

"I love you too."

"So much for not being a softie." she giggled as she hugged him, hiding her face from everyone - because she was grinning like an idiot in love.

"You won't let this one go, will you?"

"Not at all." she answered. "By the way, just so you know, Dom wasn't the only one who called your mother."

"You did not call my mother."

"I didn't want to punch you, but she'll definitely scold you for me."

She smirked as she saw his expression. "You're one evil woman."

"But you wouldn't have me any other way." she quoted.

On the other side of the roof the table was set a long time ago and everyone was waiting for the two of them to join in so they can start to eat. Although watching the drama before eating wasn't too bad either.

"You know, as much as I dislike him, I'm happy she's happy." Ramsey said after the pair kissed.

"I was right man, I really didn't want to see that." it was Tej's turn to poke Roman, who only stared at Deckard and her in disbelief.

"I expected more drama." Rome said with clear disappointment in his voice. "And why is she in love with the guy? What does he have that I don't?"

"Why don't you go ahead and tell that to him yourself. I'm sure he'd happily answer you with a punch." Tej teased him with a grin. "Go ahead boss, ask him."

"I hate you all..."

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thisiswhereikeepdcthings · 1 year

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To clarify: This is not a case of both universes existing simultaneously. This is an inexplicably-dropped-into-an-entirely-different-universe crossover.

This is not necessarily about which is your favorite character out of these (although it could be. Who am I to tell you what to do here). This is about what would be the most chaotic, the most cursed, the most barely-justifiable plot-wise. The worst, if you will.

And, since there are far more than ten characters I can imagine dumping into the world of Batman and the Justice League with no valid reasoning, there will be more.

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weclassybouquetfun · 1 year

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I'm seeing all of these headlines from critics about how ridiculous FAST X as if they are just learning what the Fast and Furious films are. They are ridiculous. And? So? Your point being? Are you going to write that Looney Toons cartoons are silly?

22 years, 10 films, countless implausible moments.

You're going to say the franchise is stupid because you have people driving through skyscrapers or parachuting with cars or even surfing on a car but you say nothing about how we're supposed to believe Paul Walker as an LAPD cop when no LAPD cop in the history of the force has ever looked like that?!

This is the real stretch of imagination.

FAST X. The X stands for X-TREME SPOILERS

THE GOOD -I like a bit of fan service and the franchise keeps doling out heaping helpings of it. We got Letty back, Han back, Owen Shaw, Deckard Shaw, Elena back (briefly), whoever the hell Lucas Black and Bow Wow played in TOKYO DRIFT, Hobbs back and now the gal - Gisele.

Their babies are no longer babies.

At this pace I can't even feel bad that John Cena's Jakob died because we didn't see his body. For all we know he could have jumped out the car when it exploded! We see Han's body and he still returned from the dead so...I'm just saying don't count your dead characters before they hatch.

-I loved that they tied this story into Fast Five because that film was my entry into the Fast and Furious films so I remember that one distinctly enough that I could appreciate how they re-did scenes to add the idea that Dante was in their orbit then.

-Following THE SUICIDE SQUAD's lead and relegating Scott Eastwood to bit player. This feels like they were just trying to help him retain his SAG-AFTRA health insurance.

-The twist with Alan Ritchson's character. They intro him giving a wall of exposition about how the "cult with cars" win everyone over and then we see him won over and I think, "Exactly. As it should be." But no! Mans was luring Dom into a false sense of security. Dom was probably too blinded by that tan Ritchson was sporting for some reason.

-Paul Walker's daughter Meadow having a small role. Wouldn't be la familia without her.

-Jason Momoa was having so much fun and he certainly made for an entertaining villain. I'm all in for a villain who wears nail polish and space buns. And I liked how they actually used his photos from his BAYWATCH: HAWAII and STARGATE ATLANTIS years instead of photoshopping it.

THE BAD -Momoa IMO didn't find a good balance between unhinged lunacy and camp. I wish he was able to blend the menacing aspects of the character into his character when he was being more flamboyant. I think an actor who pulled that balance off perfectly was Chris Pine in SMOKIN' ACES.

-I can turn my brain off, I want to be entertained. If I wanted to logic police these films I'd just tweet Neil DeGrasse Tyson and ask his opinion. That said, bad writing is bad writing and this film had some awful writing. The script was written by Justin Lin, Dan Mazeau (Wrath of Titans) and Zach Dean (The Tomorrow War). I like to think Justin Lin knew some parts of the script was absolute dog piss and quit because he didn't want to have to massage a performance out of his actors using those words.

Justin Lin when handing in the final draft to Universal.

-The CGI was so bad! Regressively so. It was like they were using 2001 technology in some of the big scenes.

THE REST A cliffhanger? Editors exist for a reason. You're telling me I am going to have to sit through another 2 hours watching Letty, Cipher and Gisele on their sub adventure through Antarctica, Deckard saving his mum, Dante acting like he's on RuPaul's Drag Race, Roman with the weak jokes (Tyrese isn't as funny as he thinks he is), then a race to hurriedly find a way to give Brie Larson something substantive to do and because everyone comes back, we will see the return of Mr. Nobody (Kurt Russell) and then shoehorn back in Rita Moreno to close out the film with another speech about family?

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daughter-of-melpomene · 24 days

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 “𝐀𝐉” 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐒

❝ While the vast majority of the United Kingdom’s criminal world could say they had some kind of connection to the Shaw family, AJ was perhaps the only one who could say he had friends in that family and actually mean it. He’d known the three Shaw siblings since they were all kids, what with his parents being favored lackeys of Queenie Shaw and her husband (now ex-husband, and possibly dead ex-husband, but good riddance to the old bastard, really), and for as long as he could remember he’d gladly trailed after them and joined in on their respective schemes, occasionally using the gadgets he liked to come up with and tinker with to help them out further. He wasn’t much of the planning type himself, but like his parents with Deckard, Owen, and Hattie’s own, he was happy to come along and help out, occasionally even taking the blame and suffering the punishment whenever higher powers (their parents) found out what they’d done.

And though he hadn’t followed any of the Shaws into the military or spy game, that didn’t mean AJ’s pattern of following along with their less-than-legal plans died off. He and Owen may have broken off their on-again-off-again hookups when the latter had left for service, but when Owen returned and decided to start his own gang of criminals, it had picked right back up when he’d called up AJ, the best and most inventive mechanic he knew, and offered him both a spot on his new team and the resumption of their bed buddies arrangement. And AJ should have known better, really, should have known that Owen wasn’t as sophisticated at planning as his parents or his brother and sister and that he wouldn’t remain uncaught, but he’d never quite shaken either his follower tendencies or the feelings he had for Owen against his better judgement. So, also against his better judgement, he said yes, falling back into Owen’s schemes and back into his bed, ignoring the feeling in his gut that screamed that none of this was going to end well.

Now it would seem that feeling in his gut was right all along - Owen has been growing steadily more ambitious and less reasonable as time has gone on, and how he wants to get his hands on a device that could potentially end the world as everyone knows it, despite AJ’s desperate protests. So now AJ is forced to do something he’d never imagined doing: betray a member of the Shaw family, the one just a bit in love with no less, and offer his services and knowledge to the crew of driving outlaws led by Dominic Toretto, the only people who might be able to stop Owen.

They don’t trust him at first, of course, which AJ finds is completely fair - but Letty, Dom’s girlfriend whose amnesia Owen has previously used to his advantage, is willing to stick up for him, and slowly the rest of the team seems to be warming up to him, even the bald loudmouth named Roman who was so staunchly against accepting his help at first. And, well, this crew may be very different from anything AJ is used to, but they’re all still incredibly skilled and intelligent and nice once you’ve gotten past their walls, which is more than AJ could ever say for Owen.

AJ may have just betrayed a man he’s known and trusted and even loved since childhood, a member of the family he’s always been loyal to, and he may have just gone against his core nature as a follower… but it seems like he might get a brand new family, and possibly even a new, much better romance than what he had with Owen, out of the deal. ❞

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fabseg-reader · 9 months

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Miraculous AU Fan-Concept/Mashup/Swap (Fast and Furious)

I imagine this suggestion: What if Miraculous characters were in Fast and Furious Universe ?

Is someone interested ?

Casting be like (according to my opinion):

Dom Toretto - Adrien Agreste or Luka Couffaine of Nino Lahiffe

Brian O'Conner - Luka Couffaine or Adrien Agreste

Letty Ortiz - Marinette Dupain-Cheng or Alya Césaire

Mia Toretto - Chloé Bourgeois or Alix Kubdel or Juleka Couffaine or Marinette Dupain-Cheng or Kagami Tsurugi

Roman Pearce - Nino Lahiffe

Tej Parker - Max Kante

Han Lue - Le Chien Kim

Luke Hobbs - Ivan Bruel or Nino Lahiffe or Marc Anciel

Megan Ramsey - Alya Césaire or Alix Kubdel or Mylène Haprèle

Elena Neves - Kagami Tsurugi or Zoé Lee or Sabrina Raincomprix or Rose Lavillant

Deckard Shaw - Zoé Lee or Chloé Bourgeois or Mylène Haprèle or Nathaniel Kurtzberg

Owen Shaw - Chloé Bourgeois or Zoé Lee or Marc Anciel

Jakob Toretto - Felix Graham de Vanily

Cipher - Lila Rossi/Cerise

Mr Nobody - Gabriel Agreste

Hernan Reyes - Bob Roth or Gabriel Agreste or Colt Fathom

Dante Reyes - XY Roth or Felix Graham de Vanily or Wayhem

Gisele Harabo - Tomoe Tsurugi or Nathalie Sancoeur

If you have other ideas of casting between characters, write comments.

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multific · 4 months

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His Strength

Deckard Shaw x Reader

Warnings: kidnapping, torture, injury

Summary: Emotions run high when you think you are about to die.

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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omnivorousshipper · 2 years

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Omg I just saw your Mama Shaw and Dom spending time together post and would like to request the Shaw sibs’ reactions plz

At this I have to seriously wonder why they keep having Dom being the only one Queenie talks to 😆 she refuses to meet the rest of the crew

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Stepping out of the lavish room of her hotel suite, Queenie already had her phone in hand to have one of her men fetch breakfast, when she was greeted by three sets of hard eyes.

Sitting in the sitting room of her suite, we're her three children. Each one had taken up a different seat, with the last remaining seat next to Deckard. Owen and Hattie were looking at her with indifference and irritation, while Deckard looked mildly concerned.

How her oldest became the bleeding heart of their family confused her, but at least her younger children kept him out of any emotional harm's way

"What's all this about?" She drawled and took the obvious seat. Deckard scooted closer to her before clearing his throat.

"We got a question for you mum."

"Am I dying?" She sneered. She didn't like it when her children played her own games against her. They should know better than to try and get one up on her.

"If only." Owen deadpanned.

"Owen!" Deckard hissed.

"We want to know why you've been hanging out with that American wanker." Hattie explained finally. Always the most direct, her youngest. "There's no reason for you to be buddy-buddy with Toretto."

"His crew wouldn't do any jobs for you. Toretto himself wouldn't do anything to benefit your little empires. And there are dozens of other people you could at your beck and call. So, why Toretto?" Owen snapped.

Queenie couldn't fault his logic. He was the one who had studied her tactics the longest, with Deckard doing his own thing and Hattie refusing to be part of the family business. If only she could actually trust him to be a reliable heir to her 'little' empire.

"I can't have friends?"

"Mum." Deckard spoke flatly. "Don't bullshit us. What are you planning?"

Rolling her eyes, Queenie decided that her initial plan had already fallen through, so she might as well tell them.

"I was planning on getting his sperm."

The three noises of disgust were like music to her ears and she couldn't help the bark of laughter that escaped her.

"Not for me, you dunderheads." She snorted, but turned to Deckard. "You haven't given me any grandchildren, so I was going to offer Toretto up as a viable option."

"Why?"

"Look at the man, Dex. There are few people on this planet that have the type of gravity Toretto has. If you and him were to have a child, just imagine what they could do."

By this point, Queenie wanted to slap the embarrassed look on Deckard's face. He might have become a man, but they all knew he could get pregnant if he wanted go, which he had never shied away from admitting he wanted.

"So, you want Toretto to knock Deck up?" Hattie asked.

"I was," Queenied sighed. "But if the man ever knew he had a second child, he would do anything in his power to take care of the child. I don't need him sticking his nose into our family business anymore."

"Then his sperm is off the table?" Owen raised an eyebrow.

"I swear-!" Deckard hissed.

"For now." Queenie nodded.

"Why keep spending time with Toretto then?"

"You three have gotten so tied up with his little group, I thought I'd keep an eye on him."

"Keep an eye on him, get in his good graces, and then he wouldn't be against taking care of us?" Owen narrowed his eyes.

Smirking, Queenie knew Owen would be the one to figure it out first.

"My men can only do so much with you three." Queenie shrugged. "It's nice not having to regulate my henchmen to watching my children. Why not outsource the labor?"

"You're the worst." Hattie rolled her eyes.

"We're not children anymore." Owen pointed out.

"Could have fooled me." Queenie sneered.

And just like that, all three were talking over each other. Leaning back into the couch, Queenie watched with amusement as her children forgot their initial question and focused on arguing.

So predictable.

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OC Halloween Challenge — Day 12 — The Accomplice

Elizabeth Monahan -> It's funny that after everything that's happened in our lives, they still believe that I consider them my family, I never imagined manipulating them would be so easy. Dom who has always been the most careful person I know with people and their intentions, believes that I am still in love with him and do everything for me, and to make amends for the past 5 years. Guess playing the person who doesn't know what's going on, while sneaking the necessary info to Deckard and Owen works well. I'm not saying my cover has always been foolproof, because it wasn't; it was nearly destroyed when people that have been helping us, came to close to knowing the truth disappear and it nearly freaking explodes into pieces when Hobbs found out Letty was alive and was working with Owen. But to take his suspicions away from me being the one helping out the Shaw, Owen decided we needed a scapegoat and found the perfect one in Riley who was madly in love with him and would do anything to please him, allowing me to continue playing my role. I think I could have continued this charade for a long time if Han hadn't started snooping around and found out the truth about me and threatened to expose everything that secretly I was at the head of the Irish mob in London and that Deckard was not only my right arm but also my husband and was the one behind everything. It's that little threat that changes everything. Deckard to protect our interests eliminates Han, which pushes Dom towards revenge. And that pushes me to show my true face, the very one that allowed me to succeed my father at the head of the mafia. I gave him two options: He continues his little vendetta against Deckard, and I eliminate everyone he cares about, being sure to save Letty and Mia for last. Or he drops it and I let everyone go. He should have taken me seriously and not tried to double-cross me; now he only has himself to blame for the carnage we’re about to cause.

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