"Hey, besties, we're diving into the epic world of Akira Akatsuki-aka Akira Yukimura-a bold and spirited Japanese queen.
The vibe? Friendship, fast cars, and a hint of smoldering romance. Yep, your girl is about to cross paths with the one and only Deckard Shaw. But heads up, he's on that 'fashionably late' energy, so don't @ me.
If you've been here before (shoutout to my Wattpad and AO3 squad 💕), you know I've read about Deckard before. But lemme tell you, those stories weren't giving me what they were supposed to give.
So I said, "Bet," and made this tale the way I wanted.
We're starting from day one, y'all-back to 'The Fast and The Furious 1,' taking it all the way up to 'Hobbs and Shaw.' Buckle up for a nostalgia trip and a wild ride.
As for 'F9'... let's just say it didn't pass the vibe check for me. Like, Fast & Furious was all about cars, and now they're out here doing stunts like they're in Mission Impossible.
Not hating, just saying. Maybe a little.
Oh, and before anyone gets pressed-this story is friendship-core with a sprinkle of fanservice (wink wink). So if you're here just for Deckard... sorry, not sorry. But trust, when he shows up, it'll be worth the wait.
Quick disclaimer for the legal peeps: all rights to the images, gifs, and Fast and Furious franchise go to their rightful owners. I'm just here vibing with my OC and storyline.
So, grab your snacks, hit that vote button, and don't forget to drop a comment!
Letssssss goooooo!!!
He smirks. "Whatever this is between us, you're addicted just as bad as I am, or you wouldn't have saved my life multiple times. I thought leaving you behind would sort my head out but it didn't, you're everywhere, it's frustrating to be perfectly honest."
"There is absolutely nothing between us, you've clearly lost your mind."
"Then stop talking. Leave. I won't come looking for you. We'll part ways here."
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When I find myself in a dystopian, deserted Tokyo, there are only two things I intend on doing; finding my best friend and killing whoever sent me here. I didn't want to be confined to a cult-like group the Beach, and I certainly wasn't planning on the Yakuza being out for my blood. To make matters even worse, I'm forced to see Chishiya nearly every day, I don't know how much more I can handle until I break.
I will burn this entire world down, along with its game masters, if it means returning safely home with my friends.
(A hate to love slow burn with a vigilante serial killer FMC, and Chishiya being Chishiya.)
This work will contain triggering content throughout.
Regular updates.
My writing playlist for this fic
https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNfHkWw7-pHCXJX1VznoNvpoZFrrfrMr4&si=8PQ2zFe3Tzt_tTc9