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The stories we grew up with all taught us to value other people and cultures and to treasure the differences between us. Only villains were xenophobic, or sexist, or racist, or totalitarian. I can’t understand how anyone can have missed that.
If you’re upset that there’s a black Spider-Man, or a black Captain America, or a female Thor, or that Ms. Marvel is Muslim, or that Captain Marvel was pro-feminism, or any of the other things right-wing “fans” say is “stealing their childhood” - you never got it in the first place. The things you claim are now “pandering to the lefties” were never on your side to begin with.
If you consider yourself a fan of these things, but you still think the LGBTQ+ community is too “in your face”, or have a problem with Black Lives Matter, or want to “take the country back from immigrants”, then you’re not really a fan at all.
Geek culture isn’t suddenly left-wing… it always was. You just grew up to be intolerant. You became the villain in the stories you used to love. Disagree? See yourself out.
(Copy and pasted from elsewhere, please share freely my friends)
Do you think hauntings can go both ways. Like, if a ghost is a dead person who can't move on, what is an alive person who can't let go of someone dead? Grief as a form of haunting. Dragging the memory of a corpse with you because it's all that's left of them. Seeing them out of the corner of your eye sometimes. You know. It pairs nicely with obsession of revenge
You’re a member of the Z-team. Your team is who they send in when teams A-Y have failed, but that’s never happened before. But to everyone’s horror, that day just came.
Tony: It's over. We won.
*Stephen and Peter gesture frantically to alert him to the aliens behind him*
Tony: No. We won. I'm not turning around and looking at it. We won.
Bruce: Where the hell were you last night, Jason?!?
Jason: I was at a party smoking weed.
Tim, with a mouthful of chips: Don't lie, you were at the library you fuckin nerd.
Title: Mr. Right
Fandom: Fast & Furious Presents: Hobbs & Shaw
Pairing: Luke Hobbs/Deckard Shaw (Shobbs)
Rating: PG
Plot: Agent Hobbs is just a little bit into his target: Deckard Shaw.
Hello Omni! May I request Owen trying to apologize to Mia through his actions, but Mia doesn't get the message until Owen verbally asks for forgiveness.
Awww!! I don't think we'll ever get it, but I really hope we get to see Mia and Owen interacting with each! Is Owen at all remorseful for his actions?
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Mia glared harder and harder as she watched Owen Shaw
When Dom had told her Deckard would be coming, she had been excited to see the man again. He gave her all sorts of tips about cooking and knife throwing. He had even gotten her an impress set the last time she saw him
What she wasn't expecting was for Deckard to bring his brother and sister
Hattie was nice, if awkward around kids. It was actually funny to see a hardened MI6 agent almost fleeing from a four year old trying to give her a spit covered candy. However, Mia had been pissed when she had seen the other Shaw brother
She would never forget the kidnapping or how Gisele lost her life against Shaw. Quietly, she had taken Deckard aside and asked him to keep his brother away from her. Luckily, Deckard understood completely and followed her request
But. That didn't stop Owen from trying to approach her
Or her kids
Mia had been busy talking with Tej that she hadn't noticed Jack getting overwhelmed and having a meltdown. She was normally good at catching the signs of when he needed a break from the commotion, but she had been distracted
What she hadn't expected was Owen to hurry over and help calm Jack down. He had gently talked to him and helped cover his ears to block out the noises. Stunned, Mia could only stare as Jack's breathing started to slow and the tears stopped
A moment later, she was rushing over to them
"Get away from him!" She hissed lowly and tried to keep her posture loose so not to scare Jack
"Just trying to help the little tyke." Shaw said smoothly, raising his hands up in surrender. "I've had the same issues."
Mia narrowed her eyes at him
"Come on, honey, let's get inside." She rubbed Jack's back and led him inside to help him calm down
She pointedly ignored the way Owen was looking at them with empathy
---
Frowning, Mia bit her lip as she tried to sharpen one of the knives Deckard had given her
It was on the rare occasion she helped the crew on a mission and she wanted her blades as sharp as she could make them. She was good with a gun, but they needed to be stealthy during this mission
However, the only knives she's ever sharpened were kitchen ones and not large hunting knives. She wasn't used to using a whetstone to sharpen them
So focused on the task, she hadn't heard footsteps walking up to her
"If you keep going like that, you're going to damage it." A soft voice told her
Mia nearly jumped from her seat at the unexpected voice and gripped the knife tightly as she glared up at the man almost looming over her
Owen simply stared at her, not bothered by her harsh gaze
"Here. Let me show you."
"And how do I know you're any good?" Mia sneered
"Cause I've been doing it since I was a babe." Owen shrugged
Keeping her eyes narrowed at him, she finally handed the equipment over. She hadn't been expecting Owen to sit closely next to her and show her how to do it properly
"You need to angle it right..."
Mia would never say it, but she appreciated the lesson Owen gave her
---
It had been a few weeks after that incident and Mia could feel herself slowly relaxing around Owen
She had finally admitted that he seemed good with her kids and allowed him to help coach Jack with his ADHD. It was nice to see her little boy rushing up to the man and not be judged for rambling about whatever had taken his fancy that month. Owen would always listen with rapt attention and encouraged Jack's interests
It also helped that everyone else in the crew had accepted Owen's dry wit, love of cars, and intelligence. Mia could feel herself softening around the man
But she couldn't understand why he always seemed to be offering her help
She was frankly getting sick of the man getting under foot, asking if he could carry anything, do something, or clean. However, when he offered to help in the kitchen, she had found out how bad of an idea that was
Because now she was looking down at three completely burned pies
"How could this happen...?" She mumbled, poking at one with a fork. It was almost all pure ash
"Sorry." Owen cleared his throat and looked away from the pies. "Deck always said I was shite at cooking."
"All I did was tell you to put them in the oven." Mia frowned and narrowed her eyes. "You didn't do this in purpose did you?"
"No!" Owen glared at her. "I was only trying to help."
"Why?" Mia snapped, done with all the things Owen had been trying to help with. "Do you think I'm incompetent? That I can't do things for myself?"
"No, not at all." Owen said quickly
"Then why do you keep doing all these things? I don't need your help!"
"I know!" Owen shook his head. "I just wanted to show you how sorry I was for, well, the past."
Mia blinked and could only stare at Owen
He met her eyes but she could see his hands fidget slightly at his sides
"So, all this was... an apology?" She asked tentatively
"Yeah." Owen sighed. "I didn't want to harm you back then, and wasn't planning on it. I just wanted your brother out of the way."
"And that makes things ok?" She hissed
"No." Owen shrugged. "You don't have to forgive me. I only wanted to show you that I'm sorry."
"By destroying the pies?" Mia drawled, unimpressed
"Ok, that wasn't supposed to happen." Owen mumbled, a slight tinge of pink on his cheeks
Mia could only stare at Owen, looking him up and down. Finally, she sighed
"I still haven't forgiven you, but I'm not as angry about it." She admitted. "But, if you ever try to hurt me or my family, I'll cut your balls off and force feed them to you."
Owen nodded thoughtfully before a small smirk played on his lips
"You'll have to learn how to sharpen your knives by yourself then."
Mai could help the small laugh that left her
~~~
I hope you enjoyed friend!
Actually my favorite replacement for both 'kill myself' jokes and jokes about reacting violently to things/people that upset me is "I'm going to end up on the news" like it's versatile, it's vague, it's not going to get me in trouble with any censors or websites that take joke threats seriously, it's family friendly while still getting the point across, what's not to love???
Tim: God, give me patience.
Jason: I think you meant "give me strength."
Tim: If God gave me strength, you'd all be dead.
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