#fast and furious vince

[nostalgicmania]

Omg I totally forgot about the fact that in fast and furious the team call Vince with V as a nickname...

He let them call him V (vee). I don't know. I just feel that as a nickname, it's so damn cute and just another part of Vince that we couldn't fully see..

[rose-gold-radiance]

Vince x Leon

For @rowinathequeenofpersia

[ff7-has-taken-me-over]

I watched Fast Five and the ideas been bugging me for some reason but! What if Brian was Dom’s brother and Mia was the undercover cop?

That second part doesn’t really matter because this is just focused on Brian having grown up with Dom and Vince and at some point or another Vince comes to fall for Brian, his behaviour flipping with constant advances toward Brian.

Dom probably wouldn’t have worried about it had Brian been anyone else, since anyone else would realise Vince was a dumbass and they were probably too good for him (no offence to Vince) but Brian wasn’t anyone else. And he loved flirting and playing along with advances without actually giving them any hope of getting into his pants.

Which meant there were a lot of instances where Dom probably could have, and should have, punched Vince over for what he did but because Brian was laughing and smiling he didn’t. And the chasing went on for years. Way longer than any normal sort of crush did.

They still fucked around with other people sure, they weren’t exactly exclusively together or anything, but at the end of the day they’d come back to the house and play their weird little game again, regardless of who was there to see it.

It was amusing in some cases. Downright pathetic in others on Vince’s behalf. But it was the usual for them.

[brun00u11]

[dombrianoteretto]

The facts is that Brian was just too pretty looking for anyone resist… except Letty. She likes the girlies😘

But you can't tell me that this man didn't awaken a bi panic in each and every one of those men from day one💀

Meanwhile, the girls are just watching the boys stumbling over themselves like they just learned how to walk and talk like:

[saintsir4n]

CALM DOWN

in which brian gets mad!

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“Hey! Hey! Back off — Vince outside, put down the vase, you’re not breakin’ shit in my house. Brian go upstairs, Summer you go with him, clean those bruised hands,” Dom’s voice carried through the living room that was practically turned on its head. One small conversation turned into a big argument and then it eventually got physical. “What did I say? No fighting on Sundays. It’s a day for family and you two do the exact opposite, so now everyone cool off until dinner's ready.”

Vince scoffed, his glare never left Brian’s retreating figure until Leon and Jesse pushed him outside. Letty followed Dom, deciding to help him with the rest of the food prep, whilst Mia and KeKe helped pick up anything broken to toss in the trash.

Carson rolled her eyes as she joined Brian in the upstairs bathroom. Her dress would’ve gotten ruined if she hadn’t moved away from her boyfriend who had tussled with Vince until Dom got involved and pulled them apart with Jesse and Leon’s help.

Brian was against the sink, watching as she pulled out the first aid kit in silence, brows pinching together when she didn’t say anything to him, and just sighed to herself.

“You’re gonna give me the silent treatment, really?” He exacerbated, as she pulled out bandaids, cotton pads and hydrogen peroxide.

“Just stop movin’,” she muttered when she got him to wash his hands.

“He insults us and I get the cold shoulder? I don’t believe this, you’re supposed to be on my side.”

She frowned, “There are no sides Brian, and drop that base from your voice, I’m not the problem here.”

He laughed in disbelief, “Oh, and I am?”

“I never said that," she sighed, trying to wipe the cuts as he winced at the pain.

“You’re not denying it," Brian stressed, annoyed that she didn't have a problem with it.

“You didn’t have to react," Carson hated violence and her boyfriend seemed to be constantly around it.

He scoffed, “So I’m just supposed to take his shit.”

“I never said that either," she retorted, "Hold still." Brian cursed when the hydrogen peroxide coursed over his open wounds, "Sorry."

“Then what are you sayin’? ‘Cause to me it just sounds like you think I’m in the wrong," he gritted out, body digging into the sink as he felt some pain. "That I’m the issue, and I should just sit back and let guys like Vince walk all over me.”

She rose a brow, “Guys like Vince?”

He rolled his eyes, “Here we go.”

“Here we go what?” She looked at him, seeing how heated he was getting about this.

“You’re focusin’ on that, really?”

“He’s my family so watch how you talk about him," she exclaimed.

“I’m your boyfriend and you’re actin’ like that don’t mean nothin’”

“You know that’s not true," her shoulders slumped. "You mean so much to me. Brian, you know that.”

“Do I?”

“You know you do.” She paused, pulling out a large bandage and cut it in half, “It’s just…”

“It’s just what?”

“You didn’t have to punch him," she stressed, applying some cream before wrapping his wounds.

“Yes, I did," he groaned, as she took a step back, “We hold hands and it’s a problem, we smile at each other it’s a problem, You sit on my lap and we kiss suddenly he can’t take it anymore and makes digs. If it’s at me I get it, he hates me, but the second he calls you naive, or an idiot, I'm not gonna sit back and do nothin'."

"Well I can see that," Carson gestured to his sore hands, "and I'm not some pushover, I can handle Vince, I'm just tired of the drama."

"He's the drama," he said, calmer.

"Says the guy with bloody fists," she teased, putting away the first aid kit and coming to stand between his legs.

"Well, they match his busted lip."

She couldn't help but laugh, "I appreciate you defending me, I do."

"I'll always defend you, you know that," Brian wouldn't let any harm come to her, even if it was just stupid words.

"But you need to keep that temper under control, you could've ripped my dress."

"Let me see," he cooed, trailing his hand down to the hem, "Sorry baby."

"Yeah I know, it's fine just calm down sometimes," she pleaded, with a pout.

"I'll calm down when he learns that I can kiss you whenever I want," Brian said, sternly, snaking his arms around her waist, "touch you, take you out and he can't do a damn thing because we're together alright? or I'll start thinkin' he's actin' more like a jealous ex and less like a brother."

"Alright, alright, you’re all cleaned up," she gently patted his chest, "lets go."

"Wait, wait, wait, let me kiss you, before we go down stairs, couldn't wanna get interrupted again would we?"

Carson laughed into the kiss.

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[poetic-wyvern]

if you have playlist ideas lmk <3

[philtatosbuck]

the biggest expansion crew/version of the crew that i fuck with is dom, mia, letty, vince, leon, jesse, brian, rome, tej, SUKI (girl come home PLEASE!!!!!), gisele, han and ramsey, with leo and santos as additional members when needed

despite the fact i do like them and they are allies with the crew, i don't like...... consider hobbs, deckard or owen to be crew, specifically.

[emodrstan]

Me with Fast and Furious

[xxmikeymurderxx]

I pray for Mia Toretto man poor girl is raising 3 kids by herself (her son, her daughter and her own damn husband)

[itxithingsrp]

—— Hey yo, Dom! Why'd you bring the 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 here?

[axelwolf8109]

Vince: "He moans like a cop"

Me: Vince is there something you'd like to tell us? 😂

@rowinablx

[kiera-mistral-fahey]

Happy Birthday To Paul Walker!

[dombrianoteretto]

Vince: I think I've finally decided to stop drinking for good.

Dom: Oh? Good.

Mia: We thought we'd have to have an intervention.

Letty: Good choice, V. We were all getting a bit worried about your-

Vince: I'm just gonna start drinking for bad!

Leon: Bro-

Jesse: That's alcoholism, dude.

Brian: My dad had that! Not fun. 10/10 would not recommend.

Everyone else: 😟

Dom: Baby, I-

Vince: Buster... I usually wanna fight you, but... Are you actually, like, okay?

Brian: Don't you try and flip this intervention on me you alcoholic.

[saintsir4n]

Could you do one where Brian knew he fell in love with Carson 💙💙

FALLIN’, DREAMIN’

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IT was a gradual feeling. That was for sure. Between the kisses and touches, and whispers of sweet nothings, that’s where the feelings truly blossomed.

The first time Brian saw Carson was like a vivid dream — a fantasy he never knew he could have or even desire. The more he stared at her, the more he believed pink could become his favourite colour. Her smile was enough to make his heart flutter and her voice made her hang onto every word. And when he saw the car she drove he damn near stopped breathing.

Carson beating him was something he didn’t know could happen, let alone in a race he thought would be primarily against Dom. He was elated and turned on when she crossed the line seconds before Dom and him in his steaming car.

Next came their first dance, shortly after she defended him to the team. It was to a Tyrese song and she was shocked at how well he could handle her. Her curves glided perfectly in his hands which were caressed with care. Their hearts beat as one to the melody they were lost in.

Jealousy had always been a thing for Brian. He knew what he had with Carson was real even if his initial intentions weren’t. Johnny Tran wasn’t a threat but made sure the police bust made on his mansion was done by him especially. And there was Vince, who never hesitated to comment on their relationship, or him, damn near almost ruining his chances with Carson at every turn. But Brian always took pleasure in wiping his grin off his face.

And although lust and adoration drew him to Carson.

He was sure that love bound him to her.

It was uncontrollable and he accepted it the second he knew it was true.

He never questioned it even though it went against every principle of his job.

But Carson was worth every second he spent anxious that any moment his cover could be blown and the operation would be busted. She was worth more than his job, or even the freedom he risked just by getting more and more close to her.

Carson Baker was his love and he was hers — he was certain of it.

Feeling Brian’s intense gaze on her, Carson looked up from the paintbrush she held and turned toward him. He sat, arms crossed in the busy garage seemingly lost in his thoughts.

“What are you smilin’ at lover boy?” She teased, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks.

Brian blinked quickly before he innocently shrugged, “Nothin’”

“Well since you’re lyin’, come and help me with this paint job.” She waved the paintbrush around without letting the contents drip onto her overalls.

“No please?” He rose a questioning brow as he got up, and strode over.

She stood up also, allowing a grin to break through her face when he towered over her.

Carson cheekily retorted, “If it was a question I would’ve said it.”

“Damn, now I know why you get called a brat,” Brian said, tutting and shaking his head at her.

“Only now?” She cocked her head to the side.

“Nah, but I don’t care, give me the brush Sonny.”

As she let the paintbrush drop into his hand, his lips grazed hers, causing her eyes to briefly flutter shut. It was a slow kiss at first, but gradually with every second, he poured more into it. It felt more than any of kiss they’d shared. More personal, more passionate, more…love?

Carson couldn’t be sure, but she wouldn’t say it, not now.

“What was that for?” She asked, with a small gasp once he pulled away, sporting a boyish smile.

Brian simply replied, “Just wanted to.”

She giggled, “Well give me another one.”

Preparing to do just that, they heard a voice call out behind them.

“Don’t give her another one!”

It was Jesse, who pretended to gag at the sight.

Carson groaned, “Shut up Jesse!”

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hope you enjoy!