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When you look up *character* x reader and there's barley any fanfics about them

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Ideas for Black!Reader Fic

I am going to try my hand again at writing. And I wanted to share some people and fandoms that I love. If you don’t know these shows/actors/franchises/movies/streamers/games

I’m putting you on! For the following:

Princess Bride

Alice In Borderland

Johnny Depp- All his characters

Napoleon Dynamite

Cameron Monaghan- I know that there are fics out there but it’s only always his Jerome/Jeremiah roles never just him or Cal Kestis

Anthony Carrigan- I loved Anothy as Victor Zsasz

Paul Dano- There are Riddler fics but not as many for his other roles

Damsel

The Entire Cast of Hawaii Five-0 (2010) - Don’t even get me started on how good this show is! And the cast looks amazing!

Chicago Med/Fire/PD- These shows have so much potential for fanfic storylines!

The Game (2006)- Has great potential for slow burns and fluffs.

Star Wars franchise (1977-present) - I know I said Cal Kestis but there are also other characters like Anakin, Luke, Obi Wan,Boba Fett (etc.)

NCIS franchise- I honestly love this franchise and it’s characters!

Hamilton

Any/All Sports Men- Jude Bellingham,Lewis Hamilton,LaMelo Ball,Allen Iverson(etc.)

Berleezy - He’s handsome and he’s funny!

Coryxkenshin- I literally love him and his videos!

Albert Aretz (Flamingo)- Look … he may be the epitome of mediocre white man but I like what I like!

AMP- Duke Dennis, Kai Cenat, Agent 00, ChrisNxtDoor,Davis, and Fanum ( all I gotta say is love a black man from infinity to infinity🗣️)

Beta Squad- A British YouTube/ streamer group!

SOMEBROS- Berleezy, Rico, ,PG, Joe (etc.)

WWE- come on now, do I even need to explain!!!

Four Brothers- All the cast but Garrett Hedland in particular!

Peacemaker - Don’t get me wrong I love Adrian Chase but I want to see just as much Peacemaker x black!reader fics because 2 words… JOHN CENA

MAWS- New animated Superman show! Love!

Smallville - The entire cast is hot! Tbh I fell hard for Tom Welling when I was younger when he was in Cheaper By The Dozen. Plus they literally whitewashed Vixen. COME ON! Vixen is a black female hero btw. She was also with Jon (Green Lantern) at one point.

Justice League/Justice League Unlimited (2001 and 2004)- I mean I literally can’t find any Jon Stewart x black!reader fics and he was with a BLACK WOMAN!

Warner Bros Franchise (minus the looney tunes & space jam)- There are lots of popular franchises that this company has from Fast & Furious to The Matrix!

Peaky Blinders- Saw a Tommy shelby x arms dealer black!female reader fic on my previous account but even then I couldn’t find it again on that account. So it’s gone with the wind. And the cast (i.e the actors and other characters they’ve portrayed). Example: Cillian Murphy as Johnathan Crane.

The Bear

FBI (All)

The good doctor

Tiktokers: Vinnie hacker

Blue Bloods

Will Poulter- I haven’t really seen any Adam Warlock fics

Slashers

Stranger Things

Cruel Intentions

Burnt

Dave Lizewski

Eddie Redmayne

Macgyver (2016)

Fresh Prince of Belair

Guardians of the galaxy- Explanation? Do I really need one?

On My Block

Descendants (characters will be the actors age in real life.duh)- Love Boo-boo Stewart & Mitchell Hope!

Matt Rife

Joey Bragg (Liv &Maddie) - What can I say I love dorks!

The Boys- Haven’t seen that many fics about the characters and a black reader

Once Upon A Time- I love dark fairytales sometimes because they remind me that not every story has a happy ending and you have to learn from them. But this series is good for any theme really.

Walker Texas Ranger (1993)

Top Gun

Nicolas Galitzine

Magcon: Whether you saw their vines on YouTube or vine, you know who they are

Dolan Twins

Mission Impossible

Euphoria- Entire show has great storylines with the potential of drama in fics

Shameless- Especially Carl Gallagher and Lip Gallagher

Creed- Michael B Jordan need I say more

Keanu Reeves- There are very few fics about Keanu but I’ve seen a few of his John Wick x black!reader fics (chef’s kiss) but never see any of The Matrix Fics!Also Ted (Bill & Ted)

River Phoenix

Batman Beyond

Rider Strong

Danny Gonzalez

Timothée Chalamet

Past-Present Singers & Rappers/ Groups -Bow Wow, Tupac, Lil Baby, Nelly, Omarion, Prince, Michael Jackson, Jon B,Usher, Central Cee, Måneskin, New Edition, BTS, James, PRETTYMUCH Bay, Daniel Caesar, October London, Steve Lacey, Artemas, YUNGBLUD, Andy Biersack,Eduardo Vega(etc.)

Anime(Any kind!)- Would love to see other shows, I know hunterxhunter,aot,one piece (etc.)

Bridgerton- There is very little Bridgerton stories catered around a black reader.

Marvel- Now that’s not to say that there aren’t any in fact there are many but I never see (Tobey Maguire Spider-Man stories and it seems like everyone tends to focus on the famous Marvel characters like The Avengers but not on other aspects like X-men or better yet, heroes that haven’t even gotten their own movie but are just as amazing like Squadron Supreme , it’s equivalent to DCU’s Justice League.

Secret Invasion- Not gonna lie , I’m feening for Gravik.😳

DCEU- Another franchise that pushes its other characters to the side. For example, Hush (Thomas Elliot) is literally the epitome of Bruce Wayne gone bad!

Ross Lynch- There are so many roles that Ross did so well in Like Teen Beach Movie or Sabrina.

Highschool Musical Franchise (2006- present ) I’m not just talking about HSMTS (2019), I mean even further back than that. I don’t see any Troy Bolton x black!reader and that’s crazy. I also can’t find any Zac Efron x black!reader

Interview with a Vampire (1994) and (2022)

Austin Butler- He did well in his role as Elvis!

Vikings - There are a good amount but still!

Transformers

Suits

Saved By The Bell

The Goldbergs

Parks & Recreation

Leverage

The Outsiders

Heart of Stone

New York Undercover (1994)

Addams Family

Victorious

Matpat

ICarly

The Real Bros of Simi Valley (2017)

Think Like A Man (2012)

One on One (2001)

Scorpion (2014)

The King of Queens (1998)

G.I. Joe Franchise

Terminator

Beware the Batman (2013)

Any and all Asian Idols/Actors

Seal Team

Mortal Combat

Bill and Ted

Barbie

Detroit: Become Human

Will Trent

Bones

Tokyo Vice

Growing Pains

Graceful Family (Kdrama)[Any Asian Drama shows or movies would be great as well]

The Regime

Batman: The animated series

The Sympathizer

The Invitation

Jawbreaker

Hunger Games

Saved By the Bell

Eve (2003)

Yellowstone

Superstore

Rodrick Heffley

Tracker

Girlfriends

Grown-ish

CSI

Kingsman

Jury Duty

Scoot Pilgrim vs the world

21 Jump Street (The Show and Movies)

Sky High

The Outsiders

Left

Midsomer Murders

Wayne (perhaps college AU characters will be the actors age in real life)

Carrington Bornstein

Yakuza

He’s Harmless I swear ( Webtoon comic)

Kaleidoscope ( formerly Webtoon turned Tapas comic)

Legends of Tomorrow

You

Scrutinized

Dexter

Arcane

The Pitt

Hudson and Rex

If anyone needs ideas for these franchises/movies/shows/actors/webtoons , then holla at me! I got you!

Also add more to the list if anything that you would like to see comes to mind.

Also tag black writers who you want to see this!

@sheabuttahwrites @shinsouscatpisssmell @cocoamoonmalfoy @heathenarmyimagines @cinewhore @cocoamoonmalfoy @stxxllaaa @glitterjuju @lilvampirina @breanime @blackmissfrizzle @afro-hispwriter @stargirlfics @lavenderursa @clydesducktape @pettyprocrastination @theblvckvenus @plantvenuss @punani @n-slayaaaaa @infernalodie @halfofmysoulsblog @iridecsense @tomhardydallasstarsgirl @supremethunda @thekrazykeke @canumoveurseatup-no @hiatuswhore @avintagekiss24 @ohcaptains @iguessweallcrazyithinktho @xsapphirescrollsx @bakarilennox @batfamily14 @ramp-it-up @blackreaders-assemble @royallyprincesslilly @funnyexel @blackterrae @slashisms @shelbydelrey @toocriticalharlow @v-era-18 @vampsired @queenimmadolla @sinnerlillith @greengoblinswifey @apocalypse-shuffle

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Top Gun x Reader — “Crash and Burn” (Maverick x Injured!Reader)

Set during the original Top Gun timeline (1986)

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You weren’t supposed to get hurt. It was just a routine dogfight exercise. Simulated, safe, controlled. But “safe��� didn’t always mean flawless, especially not when Hollywood decided to showboat and pull a risky maneuver—right in your flight path.

You’d tried to veer off, tried to avoid him mid-roll, but the sudden shift had thrown your jet into a sharp stall. The emergency eject triggered—more instinct than thought—and the explosion had torn through the sky, hurling you into open air before your chute deployed.

You hit the sand hard. Pain shot down your left side instantly, sharp and fiery, and when you looked—you saw it. A gash. Starting from your shoulder, running jagged and angry all the way down to your forearm. The torn metal of your own cockpit had sliced you open on the way out.

By the time the medevac came, you were conscious, cursing like a sailor, and refusing to let anyone touch you.

Anyone but Maverick.

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Back at base, you sat on the edge of the sink counter in the med bay, scowling through the sting as Maverick crouched in front of you, focused and quiet.

The top half of your flight suit hung around your waist, arms limp in the sleeves. All you had left on was your regulation bra, white and soaked in sweat and grime, but you didn’t care. Not now. The blood mattered more.

“You sure you wanna do this?” he asked lowly, unwrapping another roll of gauze. “The corpsman’s outside. They can—”

“No.” Your voice came firm. Strained. “I trust you, Pete.”

His jaw clenched at your use of his real name. He nodded once. Wordlessly.

You hissed as he began to dab antiseptic across the open wound. The cut ran long and raw, barely missing muscle. Angry red and already swelling around the edges. It was a miracle it hadn’t hit an artery.

“Hold still, baby,” he muttered, voice quieter now. “I got you.”

You bit your bottom lip to stay silent, trying not to wince, but his fingers—usually featherlight and teasing—were now careful, precise. Confident in a different way. His hands were warm as they worked, and even though the pain made your eyes sting, you watched him instead of looking away.

“Hollywood’s getting benched for this,” Maverick said, the calm tone barely masking the rage simmering underneath.

“He didn’t mean to,” you murmured.

“He was reckless. And it could’ve been worse. You—” He paused, fingers slowing as he ran the gauze down your forearm, pressing gently. “You could’ve died.”

“But I didn’t.” You touched his wrist with your good hand, blood-smeared fingers brushing the cuff of his sleeve. “I’m still here.”

He didn’t answer right away. Just looked up at you with those piercing eyes, filled with a thousand things he wouldn’t say—not here, not now. Then he leaned in slowly, pressing his forehead against yours for a second.

“You scared the hell outta me.”

You closed your eyes, letting your breath steady.

“I’m sorry.”

He stayed like that for a beat longer before pulling back, eyes scanning your face like he was trying to memorize it.

He kissed your shoulder, right above the top of the bandage, and whispered, “Next time you get thrown out of a plane, make sure you land on me.”

“You’d break my fall?”

He looked up and grinned. “I’d break anything for you.”

And you believed him. Every word.

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I want to give Darrel Shayne Curtis Jr a little kiss on the forehead and tuck him into bed and tell him that it’s all going to be okay…

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────۶ৎ life is unfair.. kill yourself or get over it.

when you're the only girl in a house of boys, you've got to grow used to saying goodbye to the little things that made you happy:(

warnings : not much, really, it's just implied that the reader struggles in silence!

ᐟᐟ ⟢ a/n: hey um so.. starting out with this reader trope, you can request for more fics/blurbs/headcanons of the guys in the gang with this type of reader!

Darry never claimed to understand girls.

Not when their mama was alive, not when she died, sure as hell not now with you damn near grown and wilting in all the places you tried to bloom.

He doesn't know how to talk to you, not really. You aren't like Pony. You don’t yell. Don’t shove. Don’t bite back. But there’s something in your silence that needles at him just the same —maybe worse. Because Darry can’t fight silence. And lately, all you do is nod and say “Yes, sir.”

He knows you're mad. He knows you want more freedom —to go out, wear lipstick, see boys. But you're his little sister, for crying out loud. And when he looks at you, all he sees is your mama’s Sunday dress swinging on the clothesline. He sees fragile things. Things that get stolen. Broken.

So yeah, he holds tight. Too tight.

Today you're walking next to him in the store, arms crossed. Wearing a cardigan despite the heat —always so covered up lately, like even your skin’s too much for the world. He’s got one hand gripping the grocery list and the other pressing too hard against the cart, jaw clenched like a vice.

You murmur something about wanting to pick your own shampoo. “Mine smells like boys.”

He sighs. Sharp. Exhausted. “Honey, shampoo’s shampoo. You’ll live.”

You look away, bite your cheek, and that’s when he notices you haven't looked at him all day.

Your hit the checkout line. Your hands start drifting toward the shelf of dumb glittery things: cherry-flavored lip balm, cheap hair clips. He swats your wrist away like you’re five. “We ain’t buyin’ junk.”

Your face shutters. Lips press into a line. But you don’t talk back. You never talk back.

That should make it easier. It doesn’t.

He watches your eyes glaze over, focused on the ugly linoleum floor like it’s safer than looking him in the eye. And something inside him snaps —not with anger, but with fear. Fear of losing you. Fear of already being loosing you.

So he reaches. Not softly.

He grabs your arm. Not rough, but firm. Maybe too firm. You tense like you’re being arrested.

He leans down, voice sharp like cracked glass:

“Girl, you better straighten up or I swear- I’ll drag you outta here myself. You wanna act like a brat, I’ll treat you like one. That what you want, young lady?”

And oh.

Oh, that was not the right thing to say.

You go still.

Like scarily still. No flinch, no pull. Just silence. The kind that drapes over you like a funeral veil.

Darry expects you to snatch your arm back. To snap something under your breath. Hell, he wants you to. Wants proof you’re still in there. But you don’t even look at him. Your eyes are locked dead ahead, full of glassy tears you won’t let fall —not in public, not in front of him.

And suddenly, Darry isn't angry anymore.

He’s ashamed.

You're not a brat. You're not misbehaving. You're just… tired.

Tired of being the “good girl,” tired of holding it together, tired of living in a house full of boys who don’t see that you're breaking just like them, only quieter.

You don’t cry. Not there. But you go pale. Start breathing weird. Your fingers tremble against the cart.

And that’s when it hits him. The same way it hit when Pony cried in the store once, years ago, all green-eyed and furious. But this time it’s worse.

Because you don’t even give him your tears. You holds them in like poison.

And later that night you don’t eat dinner. Don’t say goodnight.

You lock your bedroom door —a soft click, but it echoes.

Soda notices. He gives Darry a long look but doesn’t say anything. Pony watches silently, clutching a half-eaten piece of toast like he’s thinking the same thing Darry is:

You did it again, man.

Darry stands outside her door for a good ten minutes that night. Tries to say something —but the words feel dumb. Heavy. So he knocks.

No response. Not even footsteps.

Inside, you're probably curled up in bed. Holding your stomach. Feeling like a burden. Crying quietly, because you think you don’t have the right to feel hurt. Not when Darry works so hard. Not when the boys have it rougher.

But Darry knows. He knows. He may be clumsy, but he ain’t blind.

And he wishes—God, he wishes—he knew how to be your daddy.

He ain’t. But sometimes he has to be.

And that means he has to learn, fast, before the girl with the quiet sobs and cherry shampoo leaves the house with a heart too heavy to carry.

Darry doesn’t sleep that night. He just sits at the kitchen table, staring at the flickering bulb above the sink.

Because he knows… you might forgive him.

But you'll never forget that day in the store —the day he called you a brat when all you wanted was to smell like something pretty.

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They are a group of tough greasers but they call their friend Johnnycake

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Baby Steve… what will he do…

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he’s been 14 for a month 😠😠

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headcanons:

the gang x little curtis sibling!reader getting your period monthly shed prank the gang x extroverted!reader jealousy headcanons the gang x drag racer!reader theatre kid!reader dog person!reader reader with ocd affectionate!reader the gang x reader with body dysmophia the gang x quick-witted!reader the gang x ditzy!reader the gang x reader under anaesthesia warming your hands/feet against them the gang x overstimulated!reader how protective the boys are the gang x cat person!reader how you met the boys the gang x sunshine!reader the gang during the holidays how they act when they're mad the gang x short!reader the gang x injured!reader randomly asking for a hug how they act around kids the gang x artist!reader the gang x curvy!reader going to build a bear the gang as dads princess treatment meeting the gang (younger) cuddling with the gang the gang x hard of hearing!reader the gang x athletic!reader the gang x party!girl sick!reader how they help you socially anxious!reader tiana!reader first time sharing a bed quiet moments with the gang dancer!reader famous!reader gift giving!reader fighting in the rumble the gang x sheldon!reader

imagines:

comforting the gang

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“Trios never work”

you’re right…

johnny and dally:

“Let’s die together and not tell ponyboy”

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Rate my friend’s stranger things OC:

Her name is Elizabeth Hopper

Jim adopted her and Eleven

Eleven is her younger sister

She basically has every power in the world

She’s dating Steve Harrington

Her lab number was 13

She escaped the lab with eleven but they got separated and she has adapting powers so she chose her name until she reunited with Eleven

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I personally love her OC but I feel like she went a little overboard with the powers

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Title:“The Babysitter”

Setting: Stranger Things Season 3, Episode 1 – “Suzie, Do You Copy?”

Pairing: Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Max Mayfield, Will Byers x Reader

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Supervising a group of teenage nerds wasn’t exactly how you’d planned to spend your night, but here you were, following Mike, Will, Lucas, and Max into Scoops Ahoy as they plotted their grand snack-smuggling scheme.

Robin barely glanced up from her magazine as she greeted, “Welcome to Scoops Ahoy, where all your dairy-based dreams come true.” But when she finally looked up, her eyes flickered between the kids, you, and—most importantly—Steve, who was in the back stacking inventory like the world’s most disgruntled sailor.

“Hey, dingus, your wife and kids are here!”

There was a loud thud as Steve dropped a stack of cups. “What?!”

Robin nodded toward you and the kids. “Y’know. Your doting spouse and your little brats.”

You crossed your arms and gave Steve a teasing look. “Wife, huh? Didn’t know we tied the knot, Steve.”

Steve groaned, rubbing his face. “Can we not do this today?”

“Oh, I think we have to,” Robin said, grinning as she leaned on the counter. “So, how long have you two been married? Or is this a slow burn kinda thing?”

Max snorted while Lucas whispered, “This is so much better than the movie.”

Steve shot them a glare before turning to you, exasperated. “Are you seriously enjoying this?”

You smirked. “Oh, absolutely, Dingus.”

Robin let out a cackle. “I like her.”

Steve groaned again as Mike finally spoke up, trying to get things back on track. “We need you to let us in through the back.”

Steve frowned. “Why?”

Lucas gave him a look. “Because we’re sneaking in snacks.”

Steve sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “Why do I even ask?”

You leaned on the counter, feigning sympathy. “C’mon, Steve, just do this one thing and I won’t tell Dustin about how you screamed like a little girl when that moth flew in your hair last week.”

Robin gasped dramatically. “Wait. That happened?”

Steve shot you a glare before muttering, “Fine. But if I get fired, you’re all banned from ice cream for life.”

Robin scoffed. “Like you have the guts to do that.”

As the kids celebrated their victory, you patted Steve’s shoulder, flashing him a teasing grin.

“Good talk, my darling husband.”

Steve let out the loudest groan yet and Robin absolutely lost it.

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Title: “Breaking Point”

Pairing: Graham Crackle x Reader

Rating: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff Ending

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Something was wrong.

You knew it the moment Graham stepped inside.

He shut the door harder than necessary, his shoulders tense, his head slightly bowed. There was no sarcastic remark, no teasing smirk—just silence. And Graham Crackle was never silent.

Your stomach twisted.

“Gray?”

He ignored you, walking straight to the bedroom. You followed, concern outweighing any hesitation. When you reached the doorway, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, hands gripping his hair.

You swallowed hard. “Talk to me.”

Nothing.

The weight in your chest grew heavier, but you refused to let him shut you out. You stepped forward, placing a hand on his shoulder. He flinched, just barely, but he didn’t pull away.

“I can’t do this anymore.” His voice was low, rough, strained.

Fear clawed its way up your throat. “Do what?”

Graham exhaled sharply, finally looking at you. His usual sharp confidence was gone, replaced by something raw, something broken. “Everything,” he muttered. “I’m tired of pretending I have it all together when I don’t.”

Your fingers tightened against his shoulder. “You don’t have to pretend. Not with me.”

He let out a bitter laugh. “Maybe I should.”

The words stung, but you didn’t back down. Instead, you cupped his face, forcing him to look at you. His skin was warm beneath your touch, but there was a coldness in his eyes that made your chest ache.

“You’re not alone, Gray.” Your voice was firm, unwavering. “No matter how much you try to push me away, I’m not going anywhere.”

His breath hitched. For a moment, you thought he might argue, that he’d say something just to keep you at a distance. But then his arms came up, pulling you next to him and wrapping around your waist.

His forehead rested against yours, his breathing slowing down.

“I don’t know how to be what you need,” he whispered.

You pressed a soft,lingering kiss to his lips. “You already are.”

Graham exhaled shakily, his grip tightening around you. And for the first time, he let himself believe it.

And for the first time, he let himself stay.

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There is a criminal lack of fanfics for this hot mf smh😞

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Title: Speeding into trouble

Pairing: Brian O’Conner x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor, Found Family

Summary: You and Brian are trying to have a normal day, but with this family, “normal” is out of the question—especially when Hobbs and Shaw get involved.

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Sundays were supposed to be peaceful

Supposed to be.

You were sitting on the hood of Brian’s Skyline, sipping your iced coffee, watching as Dom and Letty argued over who was the better driver (again), Tej and Roman were making bets on a ridiculous drag race (again), and Brian? Well, Brian was currently losing his mind because his car keys had mysteriously vanished.

“I swear I left them in the ignition,” Brian muttered, patting his pockets for the fifth time.

You smirked. “You mean the same ignition that you never leave your keys in because, and I quote, ‘I’m not an idiot like Roman’?”

“Exactly,” Brian said, before pausing and narrowing his eyes. “Wait—was that an insult?”

Before you could answer, a deep chuckle rumbled from behind.

“Looking for these?”

Brian turned, and there stood Luke Hobbs, twirling the car keys on his finger like it was his car. The man was built like a tank and had the smirk of someone who enjoyed messing with people.

Brian sighed. “Hobbs, man. Really?”

“I had to make sure you were still sharp, O’Conner,” Hobbs replied. “Wouldn’t want you getting rusty.”

You snorted. “Yeah, because stealing his keys is a great way to train him.”

“I didn’t steal them,” Hobbs said, looking far too amused. “I borrowed them. For safekeeping.”

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose. “You are the law, man.”

“Exactly.” Hobbs tossed him the keys, which Brian caught effortlessly. “See? All good. No harm done.”

“Yet,” came a dry British voice.

Everyone turned to see Deckard Shaw leaning against his car, arms crossed, watching the scene with his usual look of disapproval.

“What’s the matter, Shaw?” Brian smirked. “Jealous you didn’t think of it first?”

Shaw rolled his eyes. “Unlike you lot, I have better things to do than play hide-and-seek with car keys.”

Roman, who had been stuffing his face with snacks, pointed at him. “Yeah, like losing to me in our last race.”

Shaw’s gaze turned cold. “You cheated.”

“I won,” Roman shot back. “Same thing.”

Hobbs looked between them. “You two wanna settle this now? I’ll referee.”

Tej groaned. “Oh God, not again.”

Meanwhile, Brian wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close as the inevitable chaos unfolded. “So much for a peaceful Sunday,” he murmured against your hair.

You chuckled, resting your head on his shoulder. “Like we ever get one.”

He sighed, but there was a smile on his lips. “Yeah. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

You glanced at your insane, dysfunctional, perfect family. Then back at Brian, the man who somehow kept you both grounded and swept up in the madness.

“Yeah,” you agreed, lacing your fingers with his. “Me neither.”

And as Roman and Shaw bickered, as Hobbs looked way too eager to referee a fistfight, and as Dom and Letty still argued about driving, you realized—

This was exactly the kind of Sunday you’d always have.

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Title: Fast & Foolish: The Prank War

Pairing: Brian O’Conner x Reader

Genre: Humor, Fluff, Found Family Shenanigans

Summary: What starts as a harmless prank between Brian and Shaw quickly spirals into an all-out war, dragging the entire crew into the chaos. No one is safe.

It all started with a single prank.

Brian had been bored. And a bored Brian O’Conner was a dangerous Brian O’Conner.

So when he noticed Shaw’s usually pristine McLaren parked outside the garage, unattended, tempting fate—he did what any reasonable person would do.

He covered it in Hot Wheels stickers.

Shaw’s reaction had been priceless. The man had stood in front of his car, arms crossed, jaw clenched, nostrils flaring like a bull about to charge. The stickers, bright and cartoonish, mocked him in the California sun.

Shaw turned slowly, deadly. “O’Conner.”

Brian, standing safely behind you, grinned. “Yes, Shaw?”

There was a long silence. Then Shaw’s lips curled into something too calm. Too collected.

“This means war.”

Prank War: Day 2

Brian woke up to the smell of baby powder.

Which was odd, considering he and you didn’t have kids.

And then he moved—poof!—a cloud of baby powder exploded from his sheets. He sat up, coughing, looking around wildly. His entire bed, his entire room, was dusted white.

He heard a chuckle from the doorway.

Shaw leaned casually against the frame, arms crossed, looking infuriatingly smug. “Sweet dreams, O’Conner?”

Brian glared. “You powdered me?”

“Consider it a warm-up.”

Brian clenched his jaw. Oh, it’s on.

Prank War: Day 5

Things escalated quickly.

Dom had tried to ban the pranks after Roman’s car was mysteriously filled with balloons overnight (“Ain’t no way I’m poppin’ all these!”), but Tej had pointed out that if Dom stopped them, they’d probably turn on him, so he wisely stayed out of it.

Letty picked sides based on amusement.

Hobbs, unfortunately, got caught in the crossfire when his protein shake was switched out with mayonnaise. The entire garage went silent as he took a sip, paused, then slowly turned to Brian and Shaw, both looking guilty as hell.

“I don’t know which one of you did it,” Hobbs rumbled, “but I will find out.”

Brian subtly nudged Shaw. “This is your fault.”

Shaw scoffed. “I don’t touch protein shakes, mate.”

Hobbs cracked his knuckles.

Brian and Shaw never ran faster.

Prank War: Day 9

You had had enough.

Watching these two grown men act like children was hilarious at first, but after Tej nearly got electrocuted by a rigged door handle, and Letty almost knocked Shaw out for putting pink dye in her shampoo, it was clear someone had to stop them.

So, you went nuclear.

That night, Brian and Shaw went to bed as enemies.

They woke up handcuffed to each other.

It took them five full minutes to register the cold metal around their wrists.

Then:

“WHAT THE HELL?!”

From the doorway, you, Letty, and Tej stood grinning.

“Morning, sunshine,” you said sweetly. “Figured if you two are so obsessed with each other, you might as well be attached.”

Shaw yanked at the cuffs, scowling. “You did this?”

Letty smirked. “Oh, we all did.”

Brian groaned. “Baby, why?”

You crossed your arms. “Because you two are menaces to society.”

Tej nodded. “And because Roman said he’d pay us $100 each if we pulled this off.”

Brian and Shaw stared at each other.

Shaw exhaled. “Truce?”

Brian slumped back on the bed. “Truce.”

You grinned. “Good. Because we lost the key.”

Their screams could be heard across the block.