Ah hello Omni! I have a request! Can we have the Shaw siblings and the subtle (or not so subtle) aftermaths and effects of their childhood trauma (and adulthood trauma). Thank you! đ
I've been biting at the bit to write this one up friend!! I have so many ideas for it, just bear with me!
Warning: implied child abuse, flashbacks pertaining images of child abuse
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Deckard kept his breath even and his eyes closed as he listened to his own heartbeat on the monitor next to him. He could feel his skin itching close to the needle stuck in the back of his hand, but knew better than to scratch at it
He purposely ignored the way his ribs screamed in pain every time he moved even slightly. Or how his foot was raised up on several pillows and a thick cast wrapped around his ankle
It had been a stupid mistake. He didn't see a grenade coming towards him in time and had been thrown off a small ledge. He was lucky to not be struck by any depris
But not lucky enough not to get hurt
With his eyes closed and mind elsewhere, Deckard didn't hear the heavy footsteps coming closer and closer to his room until the door banged open and made Deckard's eyes fly open
"What the fuck did you think you were doing?" Luke Hobbs growled at him. He barred his teeth in anger and stormed up to Deckard
Before the Brit had any time to respond, Luke continued
"I turn my back for one second and you can't even keep yourself from doing the most stupid shit I've ever seen!" Luke shouted, standing over Deckard. "The next time I yell 'grenade' you fucking listen to me, Shaw! Do you understand?"
Deckard stared up at him, face blank as he nodded his head the slightest amount
"See that you don't, princess." Luke barked at him before storming out of the room and slamming the door shut
Deckard could only stare after him
While Luke probably didn't notice the heart monitor going crazy, Deckard most certainly did and tried to calm himself down before any nurse could come rushing in
Blood rushed in Deckard's ears as he tried to take calming breathes but they came shaking and brought a small sob from his lips. His hands shook more than he remembered them doing so in a decade and didn't stop no matter what he did
While the nurses only heard Luke's shouted words, all Deckard heard was his father's words
Closing his eyes, Deckard could feel tears falling down his cheeks
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Roman could sleep through almost anything. Including the loud thunderstorm that was rolling through Miami that night. He was firmly wrapped around Owen, his chest covering the Brit's back. Face shoved securely in Owen's hair, Roman slept like a baby
Before being violently woken up by Owen sitting up straight
Roman jerked harshly and flung his arms out as a loud crash of thunder shook the walls and made Owen jump even harder
As the rolling thunder trailed off, Roman could hear Owen's heavy breathing in the dark
"Oh? You ok?" Roman whispered and moved closer, but didn't dare put his hand on the other man, no matter how much he wanted to comfort him. He knew better than startle him
"Y-yeah." Came Owen's shaky reply
Frowning, Roman watching him, but couldn't see much in the darkness. Owen's breathing wasn't calming down as quickly as he'd like
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong."
"Owen..."
Owen shook his head
"Thunder reminds me when one of my units got bombed when I was in the military." He whispered
Roman felt his heart shatter
"I'm so sorry, Oh."
Owen nodded and took a shaky breath
"Can we sleep?"
"Yeah."
Settling back down, Roman lifted his arm as Owen snuggled into his chest and shoved his head beneath Roman's chin. Holding him close, Roman rubbed Owen's back in comfort
But Owen was stiff as he kept his eyes open, lost in thought
He didn't tell Roman that the thunder also sounded like the gun his father used to own and would point at him as a child
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Closing the door, Hattie carefully juggled the boxes of pizza and breadsticks as she went back into her apartment
She smiled as she saw Ramsey cracking open two beers and placing them on the coffee table. The TV was ready to go with their choice of movie that night, Little Shop of Horrors
"You said this place was good?" Ramsey asked as Hattie started to place the boxes down
"Best place on this side of London." Hattie flashed her a smile, not looking where she put the boxes
Suddenly, there was a thud as one of the beer bottles went crashing to the floor and spilling everywhere
"Oh shit!" Ramsey yelped as beer splashed all over her feet. "Where are your paper towels?"
As she looked over at Hattie, she found her as pale as a ghost and frozen to the spot
"Hatts?" Ramsey called out gently, but she didn't move
Hattie's eyes were stuck on the fallen beer that was still gushing out the contents. Standing, Ramsey moved closer to Hattie and saw her hands shaking
"Hattie? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing!" Hattie blurted and jerked in place. "Let me clean this up."
"Ok, but-" before Ramsey could continue, Hattie had bolted off and towards the kitchen. Ramsey frowned after her
Hattie nearly collided with the kitchen counter as her breath came short and ragged. Frantically, she looked down at her hands and saw the small scarring on the back of them
She could clearly hear her father screaming at her and demanding she be punished. She could practically feel the latex gloves he would shove onto her hands and force her to wear for an hour or more. She could remember the burning and itching sensation that ran up her arms as she was forced to sit in the puddle of beer she had knocked over by accident
"Hattie?"
"Coming!" Hattie yelled back, hoping her voice wasn't shaking. Grabbing the paper towel, Hattie went back into the living room
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Leaning against a wall, Deckard kept his eyes narrowed as he watched a nurse walk up to Owen and brandishing a needle
Deckard flexed his arm without thinking and could feel the soreness from where he had already been stuck by a needle
He and his siblings had been sent out by Mr. Nobody to track down an international criminal, but had ended up being ambushed. The guy had sent a canister at them, leaving them in a cloud of unidentified gas
Now, they needed to know if they had been poisoned
Meaning they needed to have their blood drawn
Which Deckard could see that both Owen and Hattie were about to refuse
Hattie was sitting next to Owen, his hand tightly squeezing hers as they both kept their eyes on the nurse
Deckard wanted to tell them that nothing was going to happen, but he knew they wouldn't believe him. Not when he had said the same thing years ago and had been wrong
He knew exactly what was going through their minds when they saw a needle
They were questioning whether they would be forced to sleep if the needed touched them
Deckard had been nine when their mother had first brought home her needles. She had shown them to her children, stating that if they misbehaved while she had an important meeting, she'd make sure they were quiet
Owen, the poor rowdy six year old, had found out the hard way
The needles were filled with strong sedatives that had left Owen unconscious for almost a day
Deckard was sure their mother had killed him
But he had woken up, shaking and sobbing
It wasn't the last time their mother would use tranquilizers on them when they misbehaved. The last time being only half a year ago when Hattie had accidentally screwed up a job their mother had been pulling
Pushing himself off the wall, Deckard dragged a chair up next to Owen and sat on his other side
"Just let 'em take your blood, and we'll get out of here." Deckard said quietly, looking between his siblings
Neither looked remotely comforted
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I hope you enjoyed friend!
Edit: I love all of you who replied with yes, but could you spread it? Because I was thinking of making it themed, but i donât want to put in so much effort for only 5-6 people to show up. Also, this server might be late, after March-ish, because its exam season for me. I hope you peeps understand!
I just had to make this post. Sorry Not sorry for all the broken hearts around here.
Bruce and Dick:
Bruce and Jason:
Bruce and Tim:
Bruce and Damian:
Bruce and Cassandra:
(Really sorry if this has been done already)
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Both characters are intimidating at first sight but really have a heart of gold
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Hey Omni! After seeing your content and you mentioning Owen in physiotherapy.
I thought about maybe the crew and his siblings helping him through it!
Aww! That'd be really wholesome! And gosh, Owen would be so embarrassed having to be helped by that many people
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Dom leaned against the doorway leading into the living room and watched as Owen sat with Jack, who excited talked to him. Owen was lifting small weights, working on his arm strength
Every day, Owen was getting stronger. But it also seemed like he was getting just as restless
Owen had been with them for a few months now, ever since they had smuggled him out of the hospital. It had been difficult to sneak out someone who could barely walk out of the country undetected, but they had
And Dom didn't really regret it
The whole time Owen had been in that coma, it had broken Dom's heart to see how much Letty struggled. She would constantly fly back and forth between London and LA to see him
He was family to her, and she wasn't going to let him go
When she had come back, a mixture of tears and a smile, Dom knew it was time to make a decision
They would take Owen in as part of the crew. Whether he liked it or not
Luck seemed to be on their side, because Owen didn't remember anything about them. The Nightshade heist was wiped from his memory and how he had ended up in a coma
Owen had readily accepted their help, especially when he saw how much Letty trusted them
Months later, it felt as if Owen had been part of their crew since forever. Brian and Mia had accepted him and enjoyed how much he and Jack got along. Especially when Owen helped Jack with his ADHD
Dom was just worried what would happen when Owen was completely recovered
Would he want to stay with them?
Dom got his answer a week later
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"Dom, I keep telling you, you have to wash the pans before putting them in the dishwasher!" Letty complained as she scrubbed at a pan
Dom simply grunted as he worked side by side her to scrub another pan. There was a reason he hated doing chores
They were so focused on each other, it took them a minute to notice they had an audience
"Let? Nic?"
Shutting off the water, they both turned to see Owen standing in the doorway. He still couldn't run, but he was able to stand by himself and walk unassisted
"What's up, Oh?" Letty asked, drying her hands
"Do you remember my brother's number? Or my Mum's?"
Dom blinked in surprise. He didn't even know Owen had a brother
"I have your brother's, but I wasn't sure if he was in a safe place to be contacted." Letty quietly admitted
"Even if he's not, he'll take the risk." Owen nodded. "I need to talk to him."
"Sure, Oh."
Letty handed her phone over and they watched him leave the room, phone to his ear
"Deck?"
Frowning, Dom looked down at Letty
"Why didn't you tell me he had family?"
Letty was still staring at where Owen was, biting her lip
"Because his brother is on the run from the law. He's done a lot worse than Owen and doesn't want to lead that trouble to Owen. I didn't want either of them risking their lives for each other."
"And now?"
"Looks like they're going to do it anyway." Letty sighed
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It was another two weeks when Deckard and Hattie Shaw showed up
They were having their weekly barbecue. Jack had dragged Owen around the yard, leaving him breathless. Dom had raised an eyebrow when he saw Roman being the one to rush to Owen's side and help him sit
He shared a smirk with Brian, both nodding in agreement about the hopefully, future couple
They were all sitting down to eat when there was a shout from the driveway
"Owen!"
Owen had shot to his feet, but wobbled for a second. The rest of the crew followed suit, Roman standing next to Owen to take his weight if need be
"Deck!" Owen called back instead, not even noticing the protective stance the crew was taking around him
Around the corner came a man and woman, both looking pissed off
"Hatts?" Owen blurted out. He shoved away from the crew and slowly made his way over to the strangers
Dom's eyebrows rose when the two wrapped Owen in a strong embrace. The man cupped the back of Owen's head and brought their foreheads together
It was honestly touching watching the tearful exchange
After a minute, Owen pulled back enough to whisper to the man and woman. He pulled completely away, one of their hands in each of his
"Guys," he called out to the crew in a wide smile. "I'd like you to meet my brother and sister. Deckard and Hattie."
Everyone was silent as they took in two more Shaws
"Fuck. There's three?" Han mumbled, speaking everyone's thoughts
~~~
I hope you enjoyed friend!
Hobbs: go fuck yourself
Shaw: fuck me yourself, coward
What did the Shaw siblings want to be when they were younger?
Hmmm. Now that is a bit of a toughy
-I see Hattie always wanting to be a spy or part of the royal guard. She admires all the queens and would think the noblest thing to do would be a guard for the queen
Or a spy to help their country stay powerful and keep the queen happy
-As for Owen, I think he wanted to be a lot of things- it depended on what he was doing that month
He wanted to be a singer, a football player, a dancer, a rower, a hacker, a thief, a cop, a composer, the prime minister, the king, etc
Owen was convinced he could do it all
-Finally, I think Deckard was the one forced to be realistic in his dreams, especially having to grow up so fast and raise his siblings
So, I can see Deckard wanting to be a famous chef, but knowing that was just a dream
Instead, he knew with what his mother, father, and uncle had trained him to do would dictate his life and the life of a soldier or spy would suit him best
Or that of a stay at home parent, but he wasn't ready for that life just yet. Not when he already was living that life with Owen and Hattie at the moment
Thanks for the question friend!
Imagine wee little Owen ultimately being raised by big brother, who provides for him because their abusive parents won't. It's Deck who makes sure he never goes to sleep hungry; patches him up after their father's tirades. It's Deck who teaches him how to fight back so that he'll never be hurt again; instills in him the code he still lives by. And it's in Deck's footsteps that Owen follows, all the way to the gates of hell...
Toddler Owen whose first words are âDeck.â  Young Deckard who had previously been so disinterested in this new addition to the family suddenly finally something in this world- which had only taught him how cruel it was- to give a shit about.
Deckard, the cool teenager who still gives his brother piggy-back rides and lets him crawl into his bed when heâs had a nightmare or their dad is especially volatile. Â Pre-teen Owen who worships the ground his brother walks upon. Â Who shadows his older brother in a friendâs garage and watches as he works on cars, Deckard indulging him as he starts to teach him about an engine.
Teenage Owen coming home from school with some minor scrapes and a cut lip, grinning at his brother.  Deckard whose first reaction is to grab Owenâs chin and look him over for anything worse as Owen chuckles and says, âChill Deck.  You should see the other guy.â  And Deckard who just smiles and presses their heads together, saying how proud he is.
The boys as young adults, Owen pulling his first job with much more experienced Deckard. Â No one being surprised when eventually the team gets caught and Deckard takes the SAS as a way to get out of jail time. Â Owen, who hadnât been captured because his brother protected him, following after Deckard as always. Â Only this time the boys are separated by distance and time, Deckard becoming a highly classified agent, trained as an assassin, while Owen pulled spec ops missions around the world. Â It was the first time Owen remembers feeling alone.
After Owenâs discharge and failed solo op in London, Deckard finding his brother broken in the hospital. Â Owen looks up at him, the brother heâs been separated from for too long, and tears sting his eyes. Â âWhere have you been?â Â Deckard chokes on a rush of emotion, something heâd locked away to do his job, and carefully wrapped his little brother in his arms. Â âIâm not going anywhere again O. Â I promise.â
your place or mine?
So to add to the fics I really would love to read/write for this fandom: I need one that just features the Shaw siblings and their various cons.
Summary:Â When the Shaw siblings try to break into an Eteon facility, theyâre met with some unexpected consequences. Now, itâs up to Owen and Hattie to be the older siblings Deckard never had. Even if they have no idea what theyâre doing
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