Here’s my super amazing Fast and Furious fan fiction.
I know, right? Don’t be discouraged, though; with enough practice, you too can capture the essence of these magnificent films for yourself, just as I have.
This is perfect. The movies are ridiculous. They know it, we know it. We’re all in on the joke. They’re nothing more than fast cars, ridiculous action, hot ladies for the straight men, buff dudes for the ladies and gay men, and an odd sense of latent homosexuality throughout. What’s not to love?
This fic needs more homo-erotic moments. I’m going to add to the last line if that’s all right:
The man in the black coat watched the taillights as they raced away, fast and furious. Oh and he watched his muscles. Because his shirt was white. And tight. And he watched his ass because his jeans were blue. And tight. And furious.
