Spikedluv's Scribblin'

~The Fast and the Furious: Quarter Mile~

Fanfic Recs:

Ciudad de Estrellas by Gwyneth Rhys (Brian/Dom; NC17; novel-length) Every time Sgt. Tanner hit the table with his fist, Brian O'Conner twitched. This was not a great day for loud noises. At this point, all Brian could hear was the pounding, anyway, because he'd long since tuned out the words. The minute-hand on the clock was moving backwards, he could swear, just like in that movie. This was the longest afternoon he'd ever experienced and it didn't look to be ending anytime soon, especially not with Special Agent Bilkins probably waiting outside the interrogation room ready to pounce on the fresh kill. Charges from pissed off feds would be a lot worse than Tanner's foaming at the mouth.

Dues ex Machina by Khaleesian (Brian/Dom; NC17) Vince was looking at him really hard, “So when’d you stop being a patrolman?” “About two hours ago.” Vince blew out his breath hard and clenched his fists. Brian tightened his grip on the steering wheel and tried to make his face blank. Surely, Vince wouldn’t take a swing while they were barreling down the 405 south at 70 miles per? “What are you saying, man? And just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Vince’s voice had an edge that could slice through an artery but Brian could tell he was actually trying to keep his temper. Prison really does change you, I guess. “I just…” Brian cleared his throat but it still came out kind of choked. “I just want a do-over.”

Hello Again by Estrella (Dom/Brian; NC17) When Brian showed up on his doorstep one night, Dom was half-convinced that he was so fucked in the head he was imagining the whole thing.

Into the Sunset by Khaleesian (Brian/Dom; NC17) Dom is happy to let the day just swirl around him. It’s weird but the buzzing engines, the muffled roar of the crowd raise no answering chorus in his blood. This is the first time in living memory that he’s watched any kind of race and not wanted to take part. He has a couple of beers and basks in the sun. Like a lizard, he moves only his eyes under cover of his sunglasses. Juan and his city friends cluster around. It appears they have to bet on every race. Dom is content to drink their beer and watch. Late in the afternoon, he’s almost dozing when something strikes him strange about the ragged line of dusty bikes gearing up for the next round. As his eyes run down the line he notices that one of the racers isn’t scoping the course, but has turned to look straight at him.

Judas Kiss by Joe Lawson (Brian/Dom; NC17) "Well, you could spend another six months agonizing, brood, angst, destroy a couple of plates, scowl a lot, yell a lot, make us all go stir-crazy, and then get over it, but I don't know if V's fragile psyche can take that." He stared at his friend mournfully. "Also, if things don't get back to normal soon, I'll starve. Nobody's cookin' anymore."

Mexico by (Brian/Dom; NC17 ; post-2F2F) It wasn't a wide hallway, they couldn't have walked abreast of each other down it at the same time, so it didn't take much of a shove to push Dom against the other wall and attach himself to his mouth. He had the advantage of knowing what he was doing almost before he did it, which helped. Dom groaned, hard, and the sound uncoiled down Brian's spine. He wasn't sure what he was doing and he damn well wasn't sure what Dom was going to do to _him_, but the groan was - It was nice, even if everything after it turned to shit.

On Beds of Sorrow by Gwyneth Rhys (Brian/Dom; NC17; character death) Dom folded the letter down and gazed out at the sky, unable to read further, even though he knew what the rest of it said. He always hoped for a different ending, but it never came.

Rewind by Khaleesian (Brian/Dom; NC17) Dom leaned back and shut his eyes. Brian’s voice came to him through the pain, softly. “Dom, I can get us out of this, but you’re going to have to trust me.” Dom blinked his eyes open. Everything was starting to hurt. Brian’s eyes flashed into his rearview, his side mirrors, the kid was trying to look everywhere at once. But Brian spared a long look just for Dom. “Not just a little. You’re going to have to trust me a lot.”

Rhythm and Blues by Estrella (Brian/Dom; NC17) Brian had been in Mexico six months before he realized that Dom didn't want him there.

Unfinished Business Series by Maygra (some parts co-written with Bone) (Dom/Brian; NC17; several novel-length parts) The first fic in this series takes place immediately following the movie. The story itself, as well as the series, is so long that I can’t even pick out one quote that encompasses it all. It is also plotty and angsty and sweet and tears your heart out and perfect.... When you click on this link, make sure you’ve got an entire weekend with absolutely nothing else to do. You’ll need it, and you’ll love every minute of it.

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