#2f2f

[revolant]

Sometimes you (struggling fbi agent) find the family you’ve been searching for in the arms of the street racing gang you’re undercover to bust but after failing to save the life of one man and watching the other - the man who taught you how to race, how to build an engine - get arrested you leave it all behind and go on the lam across the country until you find a tentative place racing on the streets of Miami but a police chase fucks up your car and all of a sudden you’ve come full circle. Because the fbi has a job for you.

[automotiveartsblog]

Automotive car posters!!!!!

[nectar-cellar]

zelda mae 🥺

[aweina]

mike asking “hey, what’s up?” and you’re like “what’s up mikey?” then he just gets all shy over the nickname.

[bedlamsbard]

Fast X is not a good movie, oof.

[napsaps-archive]

The first fast & furious movie is a classic, idc what anyone says. It’s sooooo “some people you’re just bound to be friends with”

(My personal fave is five, but the first one is my runner up)

LITERALLY like im not the biggest fan of the later movies but the first one is so perfect to me every time i see the part where brian calls in as an officer with his credentials in front of dom i cry like Dom's FACEEE and the visible betrayal written there it's so so good. like he spent the whole movie getting closer to brian and trusting him and shit and brian grew to like him and the rest of them too it was just so good. the fast and the furious and 2 fast 2 furious are probably my favorites but fast 5 is also really really good that's such a good pick

[calicoups]

HAS ANYONE ELSE WATXHED RHE FAST AND FURIOUS MOVIES IM BEGGING YEWWW HAS ANYONE ?:);&3&;&:&&:

cus i have and i’m so excited for the next one — april ‘25 better hurry tf up cus i’m gonna turn up in the cinema!!!!!

currently obsessed with ‘danza kuduro’ from fast five soundtrack it’s gonna end up in my spotify wrapped cus i replay it so much 😫

[twodiamondhoes]

I watched it!!!! Fr I audibly gasped when I saw the car why am I like this

Also

Shout out to the girl who owned our DVD copy before us and used it to store her drivers license. For some reason.

Jim's been threatening to make me marathon the Fast series since ep 1 and now I fear I must do it /silly

[automotiveartsblog]

Redbubble products!!!!

[777sturn]

𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 | 𝐜hris 𝐬turniolo . . .

(⊹ֹ 𝐢𝐧 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 ) ──── ⟢

❛ you and chris always compete in car races. on and off the tracks you two always clashed heads because of jealousy and envy. the wins would go back and forth between you two and he had enough of it, he wanted the win. so, he finds a way to make you lose. ❜

˖ ࣪⊹ pairing. racer!chris x fem!reader

⊹₊ ⋆ warning(s). smut, mature language, fingering (f receiving), boob play, angst, unprotected rough sex, p in v, degrading (a little)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ jules’ message. this has been marinating in my drafts since the summer and it was originally supposed to be a matt one shot BUT chris got his license sooo… here it is! also i barely know anything about cars, only the one suki drives in 2f2f so PLEASE bare with me. anywho, STAY FREAKY

it was pretty late at night as you were at the race track. you were currently infront of your hot pink race car, double-checking the engine for the race that was taking place tomorrow. the pink embellishment and the white details perfectly fit your aesthetic. you hum to yourself as you take out the dipstick to check the oil.

suddenly, your peaceful aura was soon interrupted with the familiar revving from none other than chris sturniolo— your enemy on and off the track. you let out a groan and watched as his dark blue porsche pull up beside your car. you could practically see that stupid smirk he always wore through his tinted windows.

you threw your matching pink car towel over your shoulder before crossing your arms and eyeing him down as he stepped out his car. as soon as you see his camo pants, you immediately roll your eyes.

“quit poutin’,” he mumbles in a raspy tone, “save it for tomorrow.”

“i’m gonna be smiling tomorrow, actually.” you correct him, turning back to face your engine. he let’s out a scoff as he steps closer to you and your vehicle.

“you gotta let me win, ma.” he whispers, leaning against the open hood of your car as he watched you inspect the engine, “i just know that there’s gonna be hot chicks in the stands and i wanna show off that bad boy,” he hums, nodding towards the direction of his car.

you give him a look and shake your head, “and i know there’s gonna be the sexiest guys on the planet in the stands too. and my car isn’t the only thing i wanna show off.”

chris rolls his eyes at your snarky comment before his eyes roamed down your body— all the way from your white tube top to your denim skirt that hugged your curves perfectly before dangerously stopping right below your ass. he clicks his tongue before nodding, “aight” he mumbles before moving off your car to stand behind you. “your oil is low.” he hums, reaching over to grab the dipstick from your hand.

“no it’s not.” you mumble, “i literally got it changed last week.”

chris just shrugs and takes the towel off your shoulder— his fingers slightly lingering on your bare skin for a little bit longer than he intended to. he gently dabs the stick on the towel to check the crevices, “it’s low.” he repeats, putting the dipstick back into it’s place, “looks like you’re gonna lose, princess.” he taunts as he swung the towel back on your shoulder before his hands found their way to your waist.

“i’ll be fine.” you huff, as you look up at him, “and i will win.”

“mhm.” he hums nonchalantly, “your car won’t turn on now.” he tests, the stupid smirk returning to his lips.

“says who?” you scoff, rolling your eyes.

“me,” he answers, mocking your exact tone. chris then steps away from you before swinging open the driver’s door. he was now met with a baby pink leather interior that coordinated with the design on the exterior of your car, “it looks like a fucking toddler threw up in here.” he mumbles as he slides into the driver’s seat.

you cross your arms as you stand in front of the door, “don’t drive my car.” you mutter.

“i can’t.” he reminds, pressing the button that was supposed to start your car, but nothing happened, “your battery or engine is dead and the oil is low.” he points out, scoffing.

“are you deadass?” you groan in annoyance.

chris nods and smirks as he motions his fingers towards him, gesturing you to come closer to take a look at the bright pink warning symbols yourself. subconsciously, your hand was now planted on his thigh to support yourself so you could see the warning symbols.

he chuckles lowly as his left hand traveled to your ass, gently smacking it, “see. you can’t even compete, baby.”

“i’ll find a way.” you say with determination.

“i won’t let you,” he mumbles, pulling you into his lap fully. you were now face to face as you straddled him, “so fuckin’ stubborn—just give up, ma.”

you could feel chris harden beneath you as you adjust yourself, his cock slightly brushing against your now wet panties, “i’m not gonna be the loser for this race, chris.” you say, your voice slightly shaky.

he groaned in annoyance as he threw his head against the pink headrest. both of his hands trailed up and down your thighs, occasionally his fingers teasing the sexy lace of your underwear. your eyes dart to his adams apple, bobbing ever -so-slightly as his fingers inched closer to your core.

he delicately brushed his ring and middle finger against your clothed clit, “let me win, baby.” he whispers once more, as he meets your wetness seeping through, “damn. is this what it takes?” he scoffs, teasing you some more. a soft whimper escapes your glossed lips in response.

“stay quiet f’me,” he mutters, “let me figure that out myself, yeah?” he finally slipped both of his fingers into your panties, humming in approval as he feels the soft skin of your pussy. he pushed one finger at a time into your wet folds in a dangerously slow manner.

“fuck…” you breathe out, leaning your back against the steering wheel— the pink embellishment of the honda logo pressed into your back, creating an indent through your top. another moan came out as you felt him curl his fingers inside you before pumping in a deliberate and sensual motion, “you’re so fuckin’…” you trail off, completely melting in his arms.

“so fuckin’ what?” chris teases, the pace of his pumping began to quicken , “so fuckin’ right? ‘cause yeah, i am.” he mumbles, dipping his head into the crook of your neck to leave hot and open mouthed kisses on your cold skin.

chris was feeding into your soft moans and whimpers, biting and sucking on your neck in response to the noises. his other hand slipped under your tube top to meet your bare chest. he hummed against your neck, the vibrations sending a shiver down your spine before roughly grazing his thumb on your hardened nipple.

“please chris…” you whine, as his forefinger and thumb rolled and pinched the sensitive skin of your breast. your head was thrown back as you bucked your hips against his slender fingers before subconsciously grinding on them— basically pleading for more, “i’m gonna cum.”

“holy shit.” he scoffs at your desperation and the arousal that coated his fingers. he then slowly removedhis fingers from inside you and brought them into his own mouth, “christ. you taste like a fucking loser.” he shakes his head, pinching your nipple once more.

“shut the fuck… up.” you say breathlessly, before beginning to roll your hips against his hard and throbbing cock.

“geez ma,” he groans, “i didn’t expect for you to basically be begging for my dick.” he then unzips his camo pants and pulled down his boxers— his rockhard dick sprung out.

you didn’t hesistate one bit, you slipped off your panties with the help of chris as your freshly done nails dug into chris’ back, “so desperate, it’s pathetic.” he mumbles as he began to fuck you while you sat on his lap, “you’re gonna take it raw, baby.” he groaned.

you gasp as you felt his length slip through your wet and already sore folds. you bounced up and down on his cock, needily while the grip on his disheveled hair tightened, “you’re gonna let me win now huh?” chris moaned, his hands squeezing your ass in response to your hands tugging at his hair.

“fine—” you whine, “i don’t care anymore… just please. fuck…”

he throws his head back once more, a tired smirk played at his lips, “that’s what i thought. i’m winning that shit fair and swear, baby.”

© 777sturn

[dwntwn-strnlo]

OH MY GOD WAIT WAIT

RACER MATT NICK AND CHRIS MOOD BOARD (ALL THREE)

LIKE MATT W BRIANS CAR, NICK W SUKIS (bc he IS suki) AND CHRIS W ONE OF THE CLASSIC CARS FROM 2F2F THAT ROME HAD (they raced the guys and won, yk what i'm talking abt)

AHHHH

I HAD TOO MANY IDEAS FOR THIS HELP

i'll have to make individual ones bc this looks like shit

[hanasnx]

said 2 fast 2 furious was my fave movie in the franchise and got jumped 😞

that’s cos those ppl like the vin diesel side of things. i don’t care much for it. 2f2f is my unapologetic fave, idc about anything else in the franchise

[dinozarr]

AW MAN I CANT SEND MEMES TJIS IS SO AWKWARD 🙁🙁🤏🏽 BUT HEY NEW MUTUAL IM KARMA HRU‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️💆🏽‍♀️💆🏽‍♀️🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽

OHEMGEE HOLA AMOR🤭🤭 IM YOCIÉL, OR CZAR 🤓☝️‼️ YOU CAN CHOOSE WHICHEVER TO CALL ME IDM!!! BUT IM GOOD just dreading going to work today🤧 but also gawking over my beloved nissan skyline cus ugh do i love that mf car🤕🤕🤕been my dream car since i first watched 2f2f as a baby.

[revenant-coining]

VeloFFic, VeloTFATFic, and Velo2F2Fic

[ pt: VeloFFic, VeloTFAFic, and Velo2F2Fic ]

[ IDs in alt text ]

VeloFFic: a velocier gender connected to the Fast and Furious franchise.

VeloTFATFic: a velocier gender connected to the movie The Fast and the Furious.

Velo2F2Fic: a velocier gender connected to the movie 2 Fast 2 Furious.

Etymology: velo(cier), "FF" for fast (and) furious / "TFATF" for the fast and the furious / "2F2F" for 2 fast 2 furious, "ic" meaning of or pertaining to

@radiomogai , @velocier

[ID: an orange line divider with a star covered in flame in the middle. End ID]

[rowinablx]

It's funny you didn't know he was in 2F2F, because that's like the second movie I can name that I know he's been in.

Now I'm just imagining him and Paul doing that guys screaming when they see each other vine filming Takers 🤣🤣🤣