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Anne Hathaway as Daphne Kluger in Ocean’s 8 (2018) dir Gary Ross

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daphne kluger x miranda priestly

another day, another content for these women 😌❤️

[gazinatmcgrath]

Everything about this is my kink. Except the dude in the corner.

[riepu10]

"I'll be back"

Richard Armitage and Anne Hathaway as Claude Becker and Daphne Kluger Ocean's 8 (2018)

[lottiesboy]

play date

fic swap with @aggiesbunny!! this was so cute i love tiny daphne,,, she seems like such a good sib :333 i added just a tad bit of papa!lou bc !!! yayayay i hope you enjoy thank you for fic swapping :]

pairing: little! daphne kluger x little! reader

summary: you and daphne regress and spend the day together.

tags: sfw, fluff, age regression, papa!lou, pacis, baby daph and reader being sibs :3

"wakey...." daphne poked your cheek, making your eyebrows furrow. lou had put the two of you down for a nap a couple of hours ago, daphne waking up eariler than expected. "daphy... 'top."

she giggled, poking you again. daphne put in her paci after giving you a kiss on the cheek and snuggled her blankie. "wanna play." daphne whined before getting up and jumping on the bed. you woke up a little, feeling the bed bounce up and down. you whined and laughed, smiling at daphne's silly antics.

“papa gonna get you.” you giggled sleepily, rubbing your eyes. the two of you heard boots walking towards your room, making daphne lay down quickly and giggle.

"what did papa tell you about jumping on the bed?" lou opened the door to your bedroom, his voice stern but playful. "sorry, papa." daphne pouted, cuddling next to you, slinging her arm around your back.

you and daphne soon got out of bed and went into your playpen while lou was making dinner. you two babbled back and forth to each other along with some giggling.

“c’mere, time to eat, babies.” lou called the two of you over to the dinner table. you and daphne began to eat, sharing and stealing food from each other’s plates. lou couldn’t help but laugh. “hands on your own plate, please.”

since you and daphne finished your entire plates, lou decided to give you some dessert. the three of you ate ice cream at the dinner table, daphne feeding you some of her ice cream. of course, it got messy, and lou had to wipe you down with baby wipes.

“you needa bath, bubby.” daphne giggled, seeing the melted ice cream all around your face. “no don’t!!” you whined. “okay, okay. papa thinks both of you need baths before bed, okay?” lou held your hands to lead you to the bathroom.

even in the bath, you and daphne shared toys and washed each others hair. lou loved watching the two of you get along, you were basically attached at the hip.

[blackacre13]

Debbie lap dance pt 2

Part One Linked above! Here's part two!

“Go ahead,” Debbie panted. “You can touch me. I know you want to.”

“God, yes,” Lou nodded, her nails digging into Debbie’s hips as she pushed her down further against her thigh, encouraging her to grind against her more, Debbie’s breathing starting to get short.

“Keep the money,” Debbie whispered suddenly, her tongue darting out to lick Lou’s earlobe as the blonde cursed. “I want you inside me. Come around back?”

“Debbie,” Lou chuckled, shaking her head, only to be interrupted by Debbie’s hand ghosting along the crotch of her pants as Debbie let out a gasp.

“Are you…packing?” Debbie whispered, licking her lips as her eyes grew darker.

“One way to find out.”

Lou didn’t know what the hell she was doing or how she’d ended up at this club.

She couldn’t lie. It was a club she had frequented a few times before, but lurking around strip joints on a Friday night wasn’t her typical scene. Although the “ladies drink for free” was a typical perk. Hadn’t any of these club owners heard about lesbians?

She’d worked a smooth week. Wallet full of cash. Jobs all running like clockwork. But that meant she was bored. She didn’t need to scrape together random cons this weekend to make ends meet. Her time was her own. And that often led her into dipping into her vices: liquor, cigarettes…sex.

There were the usual suspects she practically had on call and of course, the instant regret of a go-to ex or three that could be fun for the night but only end badly in the morning, but she didn’t want to tread down that road.

So here she was. A place where she knew she could tease herself. Practically edge herself. Let herself be flirted with and danced upon, but she could only look. Not touch. And there was a limit. A bill. And an expectation that she would go home satisfied in a way, but most definitely alone.

So she couldn’t believe that she was standing in the alleyway behind the club with her boot against the wall and a cigarette between her lips, eyes closed as deep, brown ones seemed to bore into her soul.

Debbie, Debbie, Debbie.

Who was she? And why could she read Lou so well, even in an instant?

They didn’t need words or hints or instructions. Their bodies were practically calling out to each other. A siren song.

Lou had been nervous. She shouldn’t have been this drawn to a dancer, but she’d caught sight of her across the bar and knew she had to be the one. And when Debbie asked her what she wanted, Lou had to stop herself from saying “for you to take my last name” and settle for a lap dance instead.

It was intoxicating. Lou thought she should be mortified. Doing this. Paying for this. Letting Debbie tease her professionally. But there was something on Debbie’s face that told Lou she wasn’t alone in this. And when Debbie’s hips started rolling and her position switched to very, truly riding Lou’s thigh and moaning like they were holed away in a bedroom just the two of them and not in a corner of a club, Lou knew it wasn’t just her. And she hoped against all hope that Debbie would want something real. No strings or singles attached.

Lou’s fingers had found their place on Debbie’s hips as if they’d settled there dozens of times before, Debbie whimpering as the tips of her fingers ghosted against hot skin.

Debbie whispering “keep the money” was like a dream. She had to be sure she hadn’t made it up and when Debbie’s hand had found the strap Lou had decided to wear this evening—for some BDE and extra confidence—Lou knew she needed to Fuck this woman. Right then. Right now.

“Coming?” A voice asked suddenly, a metal door near Lou opening and swinging shut heavily before Debbie emerged, a wicked grin on her face, wrapping a trench coat around her barely there outfit and swinging her hair out of her face.

“I was hoping that would be your job tonight, actually,” Lou smirked.

[oceaans8]

:✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

introduction

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★ my name is gracie

★ this is my oceans 8 blog

★ my favourite oceans 8 character is rose 💗💗

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favourite ships ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

★ rose/daphne 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

★ lou/debbie 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

★ lou/rose 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

★ lou/debbie/rose 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

let me know what kind of oceans 8 related things you would like me to post 🤙🤙

୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

[msdanvers]

True Colors, by @ajay3bee ↳ commissioned by ajay3bee

[dailyflicks]

ANNE HATHWAY AS DAPHNE KLUGER OCEAN’S EIGHT (2018) dir. Gary Ross

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ANNE HATHAWAY AS DAPHNE KLUGER OCEAN'S 8 (2018) Dir. Gary Ross

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ANNE HATHAWAY as DAPHNE KLUGER Ocean's 8 (2018) | dir. Gary Ross

[cryoverkiltmilk]

gif 3 lives rent free in my head for all eternity

DAPHNE KLUGER OCEAN’S 8 (2018)

[blackacre13]

idk if you have done this yet but: The crew doesn't know Lou an Deb are married or even together (Except for Tam of course) and basically they start putting the little things together like how they sleep in the same room or always touch each other in that way; They start debating if they really could be a couple and Tammy finds out what they are all talking about an starts laughing and says "their married for fucks sake." :)

The loft was quiet until the sound of Lou revving her bike’s engine permeated the air and the group burst into conspiracy theories.

“They’ve gotta be boning right?” Nine asked. “I mean they’re always eye fucking.”

“Boning? Don’t be so crass,” Amita gasped. “But no. They can’t keep their hands off each other.”

“And boss only has eyes for dad,” Constance grinned. “I mean we’re invisible when she pitches an idea.”

“We should get them together!” Rose cheered. “They’d be so lovely together, don’t you think? They’re clearly pining for reach other.”

“Wait,” Daphne snorted. “You don’t even think they’re together?”

“Maybe the Fuck,” Constance provided, with a mouth full of chips. “But I’ve never seen ‘em date. And you know Lou has to be chivalrous as hell.”

“Didn’t know you knew the word chivalrous,” Daphne wrinkled her nose.

“When would they have time to go on a date?” Amita squeaked. “In between robbing the Met gala? I mean they’ve been a little busy.”

“We’ve had time to eat pizza, they could go on a date, Mita,” Nine rolled her eyes. “But I don’t think either-a them do relationships. Picture Deb in the suburbs.”

“Picture Lou picking up some toddler in a motorcycle with a sidecar,” Daphne grinned.

“Oh! Here’s the expert!” Rose called, as Tammy came into the room, pocketing her phone.

“Sorry, I had to talk the husband through getting the kids to bed. You know how it is,” Tammy sighed. She was only met with blank stares. “On second thought, none of you know how it is. Right. Anyway. What are we talking about?”

“You used to run jobs with Lou and Deb right?” Amita asked. “Back in the day?”

“Back in the day?” Tammy grimaced. “In what, the 1920s?”

“You know what we mean, Tam. You were a fence for them. Right? Like when you were all—“

“Constance,” Tammy sighed. “If you finish that sentence with the word young, I swear—“

“Can we just get on with the question?” Daphne exhaled, looking bored. “The fact is, you know them Tammy. Are they fucking?”

“Wh-what?” Tammy laughed, practically choking. “I mean isn’t it obvious?”

“That they want to fuck? Well, yeah,” Nine chuckled. “But are they?”

“Like wouldn’t they make a great couple?” Amita asked. “Rose thinks we should set them up.”

“Oh, you guys are too much,” Tammy laughed, her eyes starting to tear as she clapped her hands together. “This is amazing.”

“Don’t say we’re crazy! There’s a spark!” Constance shouted, sputtering chip crumbs everywhere.

“Of course there is, you morons,” Tammy laughed, clutching at her ribs. “They’re MARRIED. I mean for fuck’s sake. Come on. Isn’t it obvious?”

“Obvious?!?” Amita screeched. “How is it obvious? Since when?”

“Then where is Lou going? I thought she said she had plans,” Daphne smirked. “Shouldn’t she be spending time with her wife? Debbie, allegedly?”

“She’s meeting Debbie,” Tammy rolled her eyes, finally catching her breath. “For dinner. Out. You know, because they’re married. For like a decade in June.”

“A DECADE!” Rose shouted. “Well, I thought they’d make a fit couple.”

“I can’t wait to tell them this,” Tammy shook her head. “

“Well then what else don’t we know?” Daphne asked, scanning the room. “Who else is fucking?”

[oceaans8]

one of my fav films fr 💗💗

Somewhere out there is an eight-year-old girl lying in bed, dreaming of being a criminal. Let's do this for her...

25 films for 25 years {20/25} OCEAN'S EIGHT (2018) dir. Gary Ross

plot description from IMdB, [insp: ☆★☆★ ]

[fuckyeahanniehathaway]

Anne Hathaway as Daphne Kluger, 2018