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carters-coffee · 4 years ago

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Imagine Rose and Daphne’s first kiss at the beach

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It was the day after the Met Gala. Everyone had met at Lou's place around noon to discuss and toast to their success, the celebration stretching for hours. It wasn't until the sun was starting to go down that there was a lull in the conversation.

"Lou." Daphne said suddenly.

Lou turned towards her in acknowledgement, and Daphne pointed a perfectly manicured finger towards the window. "There's a beach out there."

"I am aware." Lou said, amused at the obvious statement.

"Do you own it?"

"Some of it."

"Oh, I love private beaches." Daphne slid off the counter she had been perched on. "I'm going out there."

"It's almost dark." Leslie chimed in.

"Haven't you people ever heard of the golden hour? And there's supposed to be an absolutely gorgeous full moon tonight." She turned to Rose, running her hand down her arm and interlacing their fingers. "You should come with me."

Rose was startled, to say the least, and looking down at their clasped hands she hoped desperately that her palms wouldn't start to sweat. It was a rather embarrassing nervous habit. "I... Right now?"

"Yea!" Daphne flashed her trademark dazzling smile, and Rose had a hard time pulling her eyes away from those luscious lips. "It'll be a date."

Before Rose could question what exactly Daphne meant - a date? Like a date-date? Romantically? - She was being pulled out of the kitchen and towards the door. Daphne stopped and backtracked for a moment.

"We'll be needing this." She said to the group, grabbing a half full glass of champagne off the counter. Without another word, she was out the door, dragging Rose in her wake.

Outside, Rose noticed, there wasn't a dock or anything of that sort. Harsh concrete gave away to soft beach sand rather suddenly, with little plants spotting the beach for only a short length before stretching into pristine white dunes. Except now, illuminated by the sun setting, the dunes seemed to glow a soft orange.

"Oh goodness, hold on a sec." Daphne grabbed Rose's shoulder for balance and leaned down to remove her shoes. "I can't exactly go treading through the sand in 6 inch heels, can I?" Rose did her best to remain still. She briefly thought of reaching a hand out to Daphne's waist, just to steady her, but banished the thought away. After a moment, Daphne straightened and carefully set her heels on the threshold where concrete met sand. She flexed her toes and rolled her ankles, sighing in relief.

"God, those were killing me. You know, you should take your shoes off too. I'd hate to see them get ruined, they look so damn good on you."

Rose looked down at her flats. They were her favorite pair. Floral patterned, and surprisingly comfortable. After a moment she slipped them off and placed them next to Daphne's. Daphne took her hand once again and lead them down the beach to the water's edge. They were standing so close, their shoulders were almost touching. Rose could swear there was a buzz of electricity between them.

Daphne was trying to pull the cork from the champagne bottle. It wouldn't be too hard, as it was already opened, but it still took her a moment.

"We didn't bring any glasses."

The cork came free with a pop. "That's alright. We can share." She took a drink from the bottle, the glass sparkling in the dying sun as she brought it to her lips. Then she passed it to Rose, who took a more timid sip.

"It's so beautiful." Daphne said quietly.

"What?"

"The sunset. The ocean. Sometimes I get so caught up in..." She made a swirling gesture with her hand. "All this. The celebrity life. The glam, the make up, all the fake shit. I forget to appreciate things like this."

"Oh." Rose said simply. If she was being honest, she forgot to appreciate things like this too. Life just gets in the way sometimes. Or, in this particular case, a stunningly charismatic and attractive model. Rose had hardly been able to take her eyes off of Daphne all day, enraptured by her laugh, the way her eyes sparkled. But now she did, looking out across the sea to share in the appreciation. Daphne was right. The sun was almost gone, streaking the sky with red that faded to a deep purple, and then the beginnings of night. Every small wave sparkled with the reflection, and standing at the edge like this, waves lapping at their feet, it seemed to stretch on forever. It was enchanting.

"Wanna go skinny dipping?"

The spell of tranquility shattered around Rose. "Oh no, absolutely not." She refused, adamantly shaking her head.

Daphne threw her head back in a laugh. "I was only joking. I knew you'd say no."

"I guess I'm pretty predictable, then." Rose said.

"No, not predictable, just..." She pursed her lips, trying to find the right words. "Easy to read."

"Well that's even worse!" Rose exclaimed.

"No it's not!"

"Yes, it is."

Daphne crossed her arms over her chest. "How?"

" 'Cause." She stopped to take another sip of champagne, not meeting Daphne's gaze. "If I'm predictable, then at least I can surprise you by being uncharacteristically unpredictable. If I'm easy to read, well then I'm just... boring. Aren't I?"

"Rose, you could never be boring. Look at you! You're a fashion designer! An amazing one, amazing enough to design a dress for one of the most exclusive parties you can get into. You're sweet,you're smart, you're…" Daphne made another motion with her hands. "You're addicted to nutella." She said with a laugh. "And you're certainly not boring to look at."

Rose's gaze jerked to hers in surprise, and she paused, the cogs in her head spinning. "You're…flirting with me." The tone of her voice was almost disbelief.

Another laugh escaped Daphne's throat, awakening butterflies in Rose's chest.

"I've been flirting with you since I met you, but thanks for finally noticing."

Rose blushed, looking down at the ground. Water swirled around her feet, barely touching her ankles before receding back into the sea again with each new wave.

"I'm not good at these types of things."

Rose thought Daphne would laugh again, how could she not? She was so... her. So sociable, so confident. She must find it amusing that Rose was... inept. But no laugh rang across the beach. Rose glanced at her out of the corner of her eye.

"That's alright. You don't have to be." Daphne said.

She brushed a blonde curl behind Rose's ear. Rose didn't move. She didn't have to be good at this kind of thing to know that Daphne was about to kiss her. The look in her eyes. The slight parting of the lips as she leaned in. Although her body was still, Rose's mind was haywire. Should she stay still? Should she lean in? Could she touch her, cup her face with her hands and pull her closer? She didn't have time to think it through before Daphne's lips were on hers, and a small gasp escaped her. The kiss was short, only a few seconds, but sweet, and left a lingering heat spreading across her cheeks and throughout her body. The butterflies in her chest had turned to birds, flapping around to escape the cage that was her ribs.

Daphne pulled away. "Was that alright?" She asked.

Rose nodded quickly. Her lips still tingled. "Could you... Could you do it again?"

Daphne smiled, and as their lips connected again, Rose realized it was only one of many more to come.

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ravenforce · 5 years ago

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Manhattan 2

Word Count: 3583

Warning/s: None. (Would you believe that? Lol.)

A/N: Thank you so much for everyone who likes, and follows this story. You guys are amazing. Please leave your reactions, bloody or otherwise, on the comment section. My inbox is open too if you’d like to pop by. Oh, and please note the ff:

1. If there are any grammatical mistakes I’ve still overlooked, I apologize.

2. Since you’re already reading this part. Please, be careful out there. Protect yourself from NCOV. Wear a mask if you’re going outside. Wash your hand regularly, and bring alcohol everywhere you go. Take your vitamin C seriously, and stay hydrated. If you feel flu-like symptoms, get yourself checked by experts. Don’t self-medicate. The world is a better place because you’re here. Stay with me. Xx

Manhattan Parts: 1 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

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The Morning After - Lou’s POV

Lou can faintly see that the sun is already up and peaking through her curtains. Rather than get up, she shut her eyes tighter, the events of the night prior rushing to the forefront of her brain. She sighed happily as she remembers how soft you were against her hands, how obedient you were, and how beautiful you sound begging her to go faster, harder, and most especially when you screamed her name. She groaned when she remembered how you moaned as you come undone in her mouth and hands. She rolled on her back like she’s been struck by lightning when she remembers how you look in her bed, sated and peaceful.

She was disappointed when she found your spot on the bed empty. She sighed, no one leaves her in bed. It is her that always leave, and the other party begging her to stay but she never does. She sat up, she decided she’s not gonna wallow and think that you leaving is some sort of karma for every girl she left satisfied, yet heartbroken. She decided she’s going to shower because you both did plenty of dirty stuff last night, and then she’s gonna come downstairs to find her brothers and their merry gang of beautiful misfits and have breakfast with them.

Dressed in a crisp white button-up shirt, dark jeans, and black boots, Lou barged into the service kitchen where she knew everyone was holing after a night of partying.

“Good morning, children,” she greeted happily. Amidst being disappointed about your departure, she’s still positively lighter.

The soft morning conversation came to a stop. It took a minute for everyone to process her presence, that Lou, their big sister is home for once. She’s rarely home ever since she opened the art gallery, The Heist, in Manhattan with Debbie, Daphne, and the crew.

“Sestra,” Loki greeted when Lou rounded the corner towards the coffee machine. “Your after-sex-glow can be seen from outer space.”

The Avengers choked on their breakfast items, Loki and Lou started laughing.

“Loki!” Thor admonished after successfully gulping down his french toasts.

“What? She looks great!”

“You could have gone with that,” Tony complained, blushing profusely and pointedly not looking at Lou. They’ve all been close to her, growing up with the boys but they still don’t like being privy to Lou’s sexual affairs.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Loki, ever the sassiest, said.

Thor watched his big sister for a minute, and the three of them have been closed enough to know that Loki’s right. Lou’s definitely glowing.

“Please tell me you didn’t pick up a random college girl from the party last night,” Thor said warned jokingly.

Lou smirked and intentionally didn’t answer the question as she makes her coffee.

“Lou?” Thor asked, squinting his eyes at his sister’s back.

Lou turned around to look at her blonde sibling with an infuriating smile on her face.

“Well,” she started, intentionally pausing a beat or three to annoy her brother. “I didn’t actively look for her. She stumbled on my lair, what am I supposed to do?”

Loki and the rest of the gang laughed, while Thor continued mumbling and complaining about having to look at the poor girl sulking at school because the legendary Lou Odinson won’t pick up their calls.

”Besides, how am I supposed to walk away from her? She’s breathtaking,” Lou said with genuine fondness.

***

Heavy Breakfast - Your POV

Before everyone can grill Lou on who she slept with, you barged in the service kitchen looking slightly dishevelled and with a deep frown on your face. The conversation dropped, while the tension rises. Everyone looked surprised that you’re on-site, their collective gaze fell on Nat and Carol in an instant. The two looked terrified and wholly unprepared for your arrival. They still haven’t quite polished exactly what they wanted to stay, even though they’ve been trying to reach you since the sun started to rise.

“God, Odinsons’ your house is insane,” you said dramatically.

“I went outside to make a phone call, and I got lost on the way back,” you ranted before looking up from your phone and quickly looked at your friends.

Your perfectly constructed poker face nearly slipped when you saw Lou standing behind Tony and Maria by the coffee maker. She looked mildly surprised but more entertained at the idea of being in the same room as you and the two women she helped you forget - temporarily - last night. You held back the urge to roll her eyes at her.

“You’re not the first to complain about that,” Lou quipped. “I told the boys to put up signs but I guess they’re both lazy idiots.”

You cracked a smile remembering how she called her brothers that last night before threatening to beat them up, assuming they made you cry. Tony and Maria caught the smile, no matter how small it was and quirked an eyebrow.

“Putting up signs around the house is ridiculous,” Thor complained as you walk towards the coffee machine.

“Not to mention tasteless,” Loki backed his big brother up.

Lou handed you her mug of coffee before starting a fresh brew. Thor and Loki stopped talking in an instant, as everyone watches you drink from Lou’s cup. You let out an ungodly moan as you let Lou’s perfectly brewed black coffee with two sugars wash over you, and warm you inside out. Your friends are watching the two of you like hawks. You can hear the cogs in their heads turning, piecing every action and reaction together.

Any minute now, you thought.

“You look good in my shirt,” Lou commented, full-on grinning now.

“Holy shit,” Tony exclaimed.

“What?!” Thor yelled as he stumbles out of his stool.

You just shrugged before turning to your friends. You don’t care much that they know. You’ll tell them eventually, anyway. You just worry that you sleeping with Lou will change your dynamics with Thor and Loki. Wanda looked surprised while Maria looks worried for a second, she knows you best. So, she knows you slept with Lou as a coping mechanism.

Loki and Tony look impressed while Thor looks like he’s still processing but he doesn’t look angry. Nat and Carol looked pissed as hell.

“You slept with Lou?” Nat asked, voice clearly on edge. You frowned, not liking the tone she’s using. “Why?”

“Because I can,” you answered simply, voice neutral. “And I wanted to. Last time I checked I’m free to do whatever and whoever I want.”

“We know we fucked up last night,” Carol started to say. “But this retribution is brutal.”

You can feel your blood starting boil at that. You wanted to yell that you didn’t sleep with Lou as revenge for them kissing Steve and Val, you did it for you. You did it to forget, sure but you did it also because you’re attracted to the woman for fuck sake. You wanted to scream so many things, some of them probably spiteful but you weren’t able to as Lou’s warm, soft hand landed purposely on the small of your back. Everyone caught the action, Nat and Carol’s frown dipped deeper as they watch all your anger dissipate.

“I can’t do this right now,” you sighed before putting Lou’s mug on the sink next to you.

Lou just nodded at you before stepping away from her. You walked towards Maria and Wanda before planting a soft kiss on both their cheeks with a soft promise that you’ll explain everything soon enough. You walked towards the Odinson boys next, pulling them both out of the kitchen and into the hallway. Once out of everyone’s prying eyes, you tugged the boys into a hug which they immediately reciprocated, sandwiching you between them.

“I’m sorry about all of this,” you whispered. Thor’s hand landed on the small of your back, while Loki placed his around your shoulder. “I hope we’re cool?”

The boys can hear the worry and hesitation on your voice. Loki smiled at you, before tucking a loose hair behind your ear. “I’m cool with whatever you and Lou are up to. I ship it.”

You smiled at the raven-haired boy before turning towards Thor.

“I don’t understand it but it’s not my business. I just hope you understand what you’re getting into,” Thor said, worry lacing his voice.

The truth is, he secretly ships it as well but he knows her sister’s reputation in New York. She’s been living in Manhattan for a couple of years now, and never had Lou ever dated anyone seriously. He knows her sister’s not the relationship type. She beds girls that caught her interest for a small amount of time until she gets bored or until the girls started developing real feelings for her; then Lou bolts.

She doesn’t care how long the arrangement has gone, if romantic feelings are involved, she’s out. She doesn’t care much if it hurts. For their sister, it’ll hurt worse if she pretends she can give them something she couldn’t. For their sister, it’ll only hurt worst in the long run because what she gives won’t be enough. Lou has been leaving a trail of broken hearts everywhere she goes that’s why Thor worries about you.

You sighed happily. All things considered, you know you’re gonna be okay now that you’ve secured your friendship with the Odinson boys. You were about to leave when the door opened revealing Nat and Carol.

“Wait, Y/N. Please stay,” Nat pleaded.

“Let us explain,” Carol added. “Let us try and fix this, please.”

You wanted to ignore both of them but the sadness in their voice stopped you on your track. You turned towards them and saw the two woman you truly adore nearly in tears.

“I can’t,” you started. Nat and Carol visibly deflated. “Not right now. I need to go home and get ready. I have an interview for the internship program. We’ll talk after, I promise.”

“Okay,” they answered smiling softly at each other.

At that moment, you decided that there’s no point holding on the hurt and anger. No matter what, you still love Nat and Carol but you decided you’re not gonna be a player in their game anymore. When you met the two, you knew they still have feelings for each other but they’re too stubborn to admit it, yet you still willingly played. You decided though that if you can’t be with them, you’ll help them get who they deserve.

No more running away. No more mind games, no more using other people to make each other jealous. No one else is gonna get hurt, just because Nat and Carol can’t be honest with each other but that’ll have to wait after your interview.

***

The Heist - Lou’s POV

“You’re late,” Daphne stated the obvious as Lou walked in leisurely in the conference room two hours after she’s supposed to be in.

Debbie noted the soft smile on her best friends face but said nothing. Lou just shrugged as she plopped down on her designated chair beside Debbie.

“I’m sorry,” Lou said but didn’t offer any other explanation.

She didn’t really have to explain how she stayed up all night just to make you come undone. She didn’t really have to explain how she offered to drive you home as an excuse to spend more time with you. She didn’t feel like sharing how she drove leisurely back to Manhattan because a part of her wants to stay in Ithaca, and risked being teased by her friends for immediately having a soft spot for a girl she barely knew.

9Ball looked up from her laptop to regard Lou for a moment, then every one to check if they’re seeing exactly what she’s seeing.

“At least one of us had a good weekend,” 9ball said with a smirk.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with an after-sex-glow, like ever,” Tammy said making everyone laugh and Lou to roll her eyes playfully.

“Agreed,” Debbie seconded.

“See, even Debbie agrees,” Constance said, “So who’s the lucky girl?”

“There’s no girl,” Lou lied. She knows that Debbie can tell she’s lying but she doesn’t care. She’s not ready to share you with her vulture friends yet.

Before anyone can call her out on her bullshit, the gallery secretary, Charlie poked her head in the conference room.

“She’s here,” she said looking at Debbie.

“Saved by the bell,” Amita teased, prompting everyone to start giggling again. Debbie shushed them after a minute. Charlie who has been working in the gallery since it opened didn’t bat an eye on her bosses weird antics. She just waits patiently for instructions.

“Send her in,” Debbie instructed before Charlie nodded and scurried away to get the last interviewee for the gallery intern position. Whoever gets the job will join her, and the second gallery assistant, Kurt at the bottom of the corporate ladder.

Lou looked at her best friend with a silent question but before she can answer, the door opened and the applicant walked in.

***

The Interview - Your POV

You stopped dead on your tracks when you saw Lou, while the other paled a little.

Holy shit, you thought to yourself.

When Lou said she’s a businesswoman, it didn’t occur to you that she might be the owner of the art gallery you’re applying for an internship. You internally cursed the alcohol you consumed the night before for missing dead giveaways that Lou owns the Heist, like the number of artworks and art pieces in her home office, or the magazines on her coffee table featuring her and her crew.

You were pulled away from your internal musing when 9Ball jumped out of her chair to tackle you softly in a hug.

“Y/N!!” 9Ball exclaimed as she rubs her pretty face on the side of yours. Lou frowned at the action.

“You know each other?” Lou asked carefully keeping her voice neutral.

9Ball extricated herself from your person before dragging you to the table. “This is Y/N Y/L/N, she’s my friend from MIT. She’s eighteen when we graduated uni,” 9Ball bragged.

“We know, nine. We read her file” Rose said smiling.

Lou frowned because she doesn’t know, she forgot to read your file. She meant to do it yesterday but well, she met you instead. Though she knows things about you, it would be inappropriate for her to divulge them in this interview. She had to bite her lips to stop herself from smiling, thinking about all the tiny details she knows about that isn’t in your resume. Daphne caught her though but decided it’s not the time to discuss what’s going on.

“Y/N you’ve been vouched by Nine, and your credentials are spot on,” Debbie started to say, using her CEO voice. “So I’m wondering why you still want to do this interview rather than just get the job?”

You smiled up at your potentially new boss. You can easily see that Debbie is the level-headed one in their group.

“I work great with Nine. You all work great with Nine but that doesn’t mean you will work great with me,” you said softly, confusing everyone some more.

“I need you to assess me as a person, not just my credentials.” You paused to let that information sink in. 9Ball looks at you with pride in her eyes.

“I’m great in the paper, sure. I possess the technical qualities to perform an excellent job, but I believe all of it is to go to waste if you find my personality doesn’t match yours.”

Smart. Debbie noted on your resume without breaking eye contact. She smiled at you, clearly impressed. She looked around the table to assess her team’s reaction, and by the happy look on their faces, she knew they liked you as well. Everyone was enamoured by you if their attempts to engage you in a conversation all at the same time is to go by.

“What do you think?” she whispered towards Lou.

Lou didn’t take her eyes off you as she answers. “I think she’s perfect…for the job,” Lou caught her slipped up early on but by the look on Debbie’s face, she knew she caught it.

Debbie cleared her throat to draw everyone’s attention back to her. She looked at you intensely, the pregnant pause is giving you anxiety. “Y/N, when do you think you can start the job?”

You heaved a great sigh of relief. “Can you give me until next week to find an apartment, move, and get settled?”

Debbie nodded before standing up, walking to you and shaking your hand.“Welcome to the Heist,” she said smiling. Then everyone came over to congratulate you and give you hugs, except Lou.

***

You were standing at the side of the gallery entrance, texting Maria the good news when someone stood toe-to-toe with you. You’ve seen that boots this morning but you opted to finish your text with Maria before looking up at Lou.

“Would you prefer if I turn down the job?” you asked tentatively. You’re a little worried that she didn’t come over to congratulate you awhile ago.

“What?! No! Unless you don’t think you can’t work with me,” she teased. You laughed softly.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Ms Odinson.”

“Miller,” she said. You tilted your head confused. “I don’t use Odinson here. It attracts too much-unwanted attention.”

You wanted to make a joke about how such a face would attract a lot of attention but the seriousness in her voice prompted you to let it go.

“Well don’t flatter yourself, Ms Miller,” you corrected yourself, trying to imitate the way she talks. Lou laughs at your antics. You’re such a child but instead of running for the hills, she’s craving you more and more.

“Anyway, do you have plans tonight? Thought maybe since you’re here, we can celebrate.” Lou wanted to smack herself for being unable to resist vomiting her words. She doesn’t do nervous but something about asking you out, platonic or otherwise, feels daunting to her.

“I can’t tonight. I promised Maria and Wanda I’ll be home for dinner,” you said with a frown. “And you know I promised Natasha and Carol we’ll talk too.”

Lou mirrored your frown. Something about you, and Nat, and Carol in one sentence ruin her good mood. “Okay. Some other time, maybe?”

“Now, who can’t get enough of who?” you teased, effectively eradicating the frown on the blonde woman’s face.

“Shut up.”

You laughed. She started laughing too while hailing a cab for you. When the famous yellow car pulled up on the curb next to you, you bid her farewell. You stopped before entering the vehicle to look at her.

“Maybe you can help me warm my new apartment soon.”

It wasn’t a question. It’s an offer, and Lou knows it.

She smiled broadly at you.

“It’s a date,” she said before the yellow taxi rolled you away.

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oceans8film · 7 years ago

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Anne Hathaway attends the Heavenly Bodies: Fashion & The Catholic Imagination Costume Institute Gala at The Metropolitan Museum of Art on May 7, 2018 in New York City.

#photos #ocean's eight #oceans eight #ocean's 8 #oceans 8 #anne hathaway #daphne kluger #heavenly bodies #heavenly bodies: fashion & the catholic imagination #heavenly bodies fashion & the catholic imagination #fashion & the catholic imagination #met gala #met gala 2018

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blackacre13 · 3 years ago

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cute little triple dat with loubbie, rose x daphne and tammy w her s/o

“God, this is nice,” Tammy sighed, taking another sip of her wine with a satisfied hum. “Feels so adult without any skateboards or beanies or video games.”

“All three of those things you just described belong to the one and only Constance,” Debbie pointed out.

“I’ll be sure to tattle on her,” Lou winked, placing her hand over Debbie’s and squeezing it gently as she tapped the brunette’s thigh with her own.

“And we finally got to meet the infamous Mark,” Daphne purred, nodding her head towards Tammy’s husband.

“Never imagined I’d get to have dinner with the Daphne Kluger,” he laughed nervously, playing with his fork.

“Well, you’re not, darling,” Tammy laughed. “You’re having dinner with me. Daphne is just a bonus.”

“Hey!” Daphne complained as Rose laughed, massaging her shoulder gently.

“But I agree,” Debbie grinned. “A toast! Here’s to more couple’s nights out away from the loft.”

“Here, here,” Lou agreed, tapping her glass of seltzer against Debbie’s martini as the group slowly joined in on a round of cheers.

“Well, we know how Lou and Deb met,” Rose offered, clearing her throat. “What about you two, Tammy?”

“Oh, you don’t want to hear that,” the woman blushed as she waved off the question.

“Come on, Tam, it’s cute,” Debbie promised. “And if you don’t share, Mark gets to spin his version of it.”

“You’ve got her there,” Mark grinned.

“This is nice,” Lou murmured quietly, playing with Debbie’s fingers as she thought before planting a gentle kiss against Debbie’s cheek.

“Never thought we’d get to do something as normal as this,” Debbie admitted, looking into the blonde’s eyes fondly.

“If you call dinner between five millionaires and a clueless man normal,” Lou winked.

“Know what I’m thinking after this?” Debbie asked, wagging her eyebrows.

“Diner milkshakes?” Lou snorted.

“Diner milkshakes,” Debbie grinned, her face lighting up.

“Care to follow it up with something rated R?” Lou suggested.

“Always, baby,” Debbie winked, trailing a finger up Lou’s thigh slowly for a moment before letting it disappear back into her own lap.

Somewhere in their post-dinner plotting, the conversation had changed from how Tammy and Mark had met and shifted into Daphne offering up her boat for a weekend on the water and something about a private island that Lou and Debbie weren’t quite sure was 100% actually real or some sort of bullshit Daphne was spewing to impress the table, but it was working nonetheless.

“Have you two set a date yet?” Rose asked suddenly, the group’s focus shifting to Debbie and Lou as everyone but a pretending-she-didn’t-notice Lou watched Debbie steal a forkful of steak off the blonde’s plate twice.

“Not quite,” Lou admitted, trying not to make eye contact with Tammy, who was slowly shifting into laser focus, looking back and forth between the couple as her jaw slowly opened.

“No. Nope. Not gonna happen.”

“What?” Rose asked, not following the silent conversation between the trio.

“They’re going to elope,” Tammy rolled her eyes. “And I am not having it. I mean this isn’t just about the two of you.”

“Our wedding isn’t about the two of us?” Lou smirked as Debbie laughed.

“You know what I mean,” Tammy sighed. “These has been a decades long affair!”

“An affair!” Debbie gasped. “Baby, did you know we were having an affair?”

“And decades long,” Lou snickered. “Honey, I didn’t realize how far gone past over the hill we were.”

“I hate you two,” Tammy groaned, leaning into her husband as he kissed the crown of her head, whispering something to her that made her giggle.

“Go ahead and elope,” Daphne shrugged, draining the last of her champagne.

“Daphne!” Rose cried as Tammy nodded along with her.

“We’ll still throw them a party,” Daphne rolled her eyes. “Best of both worlds. They can have their little gay Lou and Deb moment and then we still get our big celebration.”

“You say gay little moment like you’re not also sleeping with a woman,” Lou snorted.

“What happened to our lovely adult date night?” Tammy sighed.

“I mean, it lasted a half an hour,” Debbie giggled, taking a French fry off of Lou’s plate. “That’s pretty good for us.”

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lockdownfest · 5 years ago

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LOCKDOWN FEST MASTERPOST WEEK #2 EXTENSION

BLOOD AND CHOCOLATE (2007)

Stuck in the Middle with You by InsanelyWriteful (M) 6k, WIP. With the zombie pandemic in full swing, Nigel flings himself into the fray on the hunt for groceries. Don't even get him started on trying to find that most-sought-after, priceless item of all items: toilet paper. As far as the world's concerned, that doesn't exist anymore. With the world going to hell, Nigel finds himself trapped with a strange man named Aiden Galvin. But, hey, there are worse fates than being stuck with a hot piece of tail, right?

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

Two Weeks In Quarantine by JedIzuku (T) 48k WIP, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto. A virus threatens all of Japan. Everyone needs to self-quarantine for two weeks to help prevent the spread. Izuku Midoriya learns that his friend, Shoto Todoroki, would be quarantined alone because of his father’s work. And Izuku won’t stand for that.A love story.

CHARLIE COUNTRYMAN

FALL OUT BOY

Gradually and Then Suddenly by earlgreytea68 (G) 3.3k, Patrick Stump/Pete Wentz. Life in quarantine: fourth-grade science, couch concerts, blanket forts.

HANNIBAL

Point of View by house_of_lantis (M) 3.8k, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter. Summary: Franklyn Froideveaux gets an unexpected peek into Dr. Hannibal Lecter’s personal life during their self-isolation.

HARRY POTTER

Locked Inside Your Temper Trap by VeelaWings (E) 4.3k, Draco Malfoy/Neville Longbottom. This was a minor problem. Not the being trapped in a humid greenhouse with a sweaty, gorgeous Draco, mind you. No, it was being trapped with a sweaty, pissed off Draco who would inevitably blame Neville.Plus the obstacle of not having the privacy to enjoy a fast and dirty wank with all this evening’s material.

Top Priority by JayGwen23 (T). 8k, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. England is trying to stop the spread of an aggressive, new virus that is affecting both wizards and muggles. Everyone is being told to self isolate. House mates, Harry and Draco are stuck at home trying to brave it through the madness, while trying not no go mad themselves.Written for Lock Down Fest.

Bored Harry by foxymoley (G) FANART. Harry's been stuck in his room at Privet Drive and is bored out of his mind!He uses his wand in a mug as a lamp as Hedwig stretches as much as she can in her cage.

Harry Potter and the Secret in the Library by EvAEleanor, tasteofshapes (E) 11.6k, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. Draco stands outside the library for a moment, before he turns the handle and pushes the heavy double doors open. What he expects to find is a silent library cloaked in darkness. What he gets instead is a fire crackling merrily away in the grate, the library lit only by firelight, and Potter lounging on the fur rug in front of the fireplace, clad only in a terry-cloth bathrobe, a glass of wine in one hand.“What the… Potter—!” Draco yelps, and Potter looks up from the book open in front of him and raises an eyebrow at Draco.

The Magic of Muggle Films by sunshinedraco (E) 5.3k. Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. Harry is happy to get home from an Auror mission in Northern Ireland, but may have been exposed to a contagious disease. Draco Malfoy, who comes with a team of Healers to inspect Harry and also happens to be the subject of Harry's long-term awkward crush, is also accidentally exposed. The two are quarantined together. You know what happens.

Sweetheart by WolfyWordWeaver (T) 3k, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter. Remus Lupin comes home after a long day working at the hospital and quickly realizes that something is wrong with Sirius. Avoiding COVID-19 doesn't mean avoiding all hurts and Sirius has to deal with a major hurdle. While Remus doesn't have all the answers he does know how to do his best.

Stuck Senses by TheUltimateUndesirable (E) 12k, Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood. In the mist of the 2020 pandemic the wizarding world is left with a dire and unknown future as Covid-19 makes it's way into Europe. Hogwarts ends up on quarantined leaving students, professors and a Luna stuck at the school. How long will anything last and what will anything become? No one knows.

Augmented Agony by Drarrelie (T) 365, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. Of all days... Draco's luck was apparently just as abysmal as ever. This work is part of a series of connected weekly drabbles written during 2020. It takes place in 2001, before the rest of the currently published drabbles in this series, while the two of them are still in Auror training.

If It Takes All Night by tackytiger (M) 11k, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. It's not the first time Harry's been the victim of a botched curse (that's one of the reasons he doesn't like crowds), but he feels bad that Malfoy had to get caught up in it too. So they're bonded. That's ok, they just have to make sure to be touching at all time. No problem. Because Malfoy smells so nice, and has such lovely shiny hair, and his skin is so very warm.But this isn't going to be a problem for their friendship at all.Is it, Harry?

I'll Tell You Mine (If You Tell Me Yours) by MarchnoGirl (E) 4.2k, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. When a cauldron of Veritaserum explodes all over Harry and Malfoy, Harry has the chance to finally discover Malfoy’s secrets. And maybe something about himself too.

Correspondence in the Time of Quarantine by Lediona, Zigster (T) 1.5k, WIP, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. After informing Scorpius of my plan to bring him home, he wrote back immediately to ask if he might bring a friend with him to isolate at the Manor. When I inquired about the identity of this friend, imagine my surprise to discover that it was none other than your son, Albus Potter.

Garden War by Cibee (Cibeeeee) (T) 5k, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. Harry and Draco are quarantined in their houses, a lake across from one another. What better ways to spend this time than to annoy each other with letters and attempts to prove that their garden is better ?

LITTLE WOMEN (2019)

Chocolate Kisses by lady_needless_litany (T) 3k, WIP, Theodore Laurence/Josephine March. If Jo had to be shut in her house for the foreseeable future, at least she had Laurie to keep her company.

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Strange Attractors by dance4thedead (T) 882. There's an asshole in Matt's apartment. An unworthy love letter to the fic "The Goldilocks Principle". Set in late March 2020, during the COVID-19 crisis.

I walk this lonely road by xxx_cat_xxx (T) 1.6k, Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov. Part 3 of Red in my Ledger.

MERCY STREET

We run a very tight ship by middlemarch, sagiow (t) 3k, WIP. Jedediah "Jed" Foster/Mary Phinney. "There must have been a moment, at the beginning, where we could have said -- no. But somehow we missed it.” Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead.Every single passenger on the ship would have that thought. At least once. Sometimes, on an endless loop, like the announcement about pina coladas on Deck 4. It turned out, the only way out was through. With card tricks.

OCEAN’S 8

You Shall Go To The Ball by ShadowHaloedAngel (T) 1.4k, Daphne Kluger/Rose Weil. The lockdown means the parties are all cancelled, but Rose and Daphne decide to have a little ball at home instead. After all, when else can you have a costume party for the hell of it? And with your own fairy godmother on hand, your gown is always going to make you feel like a princess.

OVERWATCH (video game)

nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody (ooh) nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody no— by faorism (M) 9k, Jesse McCree/Hanzo Shimada and other ships. Like most things now, it's more a matter of not if, but when. (Or: five times Jesse kept himself together and one time he really, really didn't.)

PITCH PERFECT

Icy Hot by Notsoawesomenerd (E), 7k. Chloe Beale/Beca Mitchell. No, this is not a story about the topical pain reliever. This is a story about the interesting things Chloe can do to Beca with ice and ice-related items.

Desperate Measures by aliciameade (M), 6k, Chloe Beale/Beca Mitchell. Chloe and Beca have everything they need to weather the mandated period of social distancing and staying home: food, water, shelter, games, entertainment, and each other's company.The one thing they don't have?Much-needed privacy.

RWBY

The Man in Your Head by goreds (G) 431, Ozpin/Salem (RWBY), Ozma/Salem (RWBY). Salem has a friend in her head. Not that she considers him a friend...

STAR TREK: ALTERNATE ORIGINAL SERIES

fourteen by sciencebluefeelings (T) 2.6k, James T. Kirk/Spock Prime. Two years ago, Spock waited for Jim. Now it's Jim's turn to wait.

STAR TREK: ORIGINAL SERIES

Seventy Two Hours by LiraelClayr007 (G) 2.4k, James T. Kirk/Spock Prime. Kirk lowers his voice, makes it almost too low to hear, and this time he is pleading. “Bones. You know why I can’t stay here. You know what this’ll do to me.” He closes his eyes, then says one more time, “Please.” He can’t look when he says it. He already knows the answer.“Sorry, Jim. It’s only three days. If it’s any consolation I don’t think you were actually exposed, but we have to be sure.” He looks at Kirk, then at Spock, then shrugs. He knows what he’s putting Kirk through.Or: Kirk and Spock are accidentally exposed to something on an alien planet and have to spend seventy two hours together in an isolation chamber. Easy, right? Except Kirk is going to go mad, because he's head over heels for Spock.

STAR WARS

grey and sprawling by srawratskcuf (Doreen) (E) 7k WIP, Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren. Ben and Hux have had a rocky long-distance semi-relationship ever since Hux went away to college. Basically, they call each other once a week and have phone sex, and absolutely do not talk about their feelings.When Ben finally saves up enough to fly across the country to visit Hux, his ten day trip gets extended indefinitely. Sheltering in place together will make or break them.

SUPERNATURAL

some kinda something by quillquiver (E) 2k, Castiel/Dean Winchester. There are only so many places to hide shit when you’re playing with 700 square feet of totally shared living space. This is something Dean has become very aware of in a very short amount of time.

Que Sera, Sera by wigglebox (G) 4.3k, Castiel/Dean Winchester. A few months into his new human life, Cas comes down with a fever and cough. Usually, that wouldn't be a concern, but now there's a contagious, new illness spreading across the country, and the anxiety that comes along with it.

I Don’t Understand These References by CeliPuff, Winchesterlovr0508 (M). 1.5k. Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester. Dean says the president extended the quarantine so Sam suggested I make a journal. I suspect it’s a ploy to keep my hands off his brother but being extremely old, I’m entitled to do what I want. And I happen to have eons of experience in multitasking.I prayed to Gabriel to run some interference. I believe this is a foolproof plan.

Apocalypse by Maleyah (Katherine_Kat) (E) 36k WIP, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam, Michael/Adam Milligan. Dean moves through Cas’ kitchen with the ease of familiarity, as he sets about re-heating the leftovers. Ironically Cas’ kitchen is better equipped than the one in his apartment. It’s just that he’s been pouring all his money into The Roadhouse. The apartment is a rental anyway.“You have got to be shitting me!”His eyebrows shoot up at the language. Cas doesn’t curse often, but given the fact that the world is slowly descending into madness, he has a good guess what is provoking it. He glances behind him, across the counter that connects the open kitchen to the living room, where Cas is staring at the television.

THE MAGICIANS

hard rain, honey, and the sweet sun by Allegria23 (E), 7k, Quentin Coldwater/Eliot Waugh. Eliot and Quentin are staying in their apartment. They both have some ideas.

THE WITCHER

Love in the Time of Video Conferencing by Elizabeth (M), 15.6k, Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier. Pestilence is a bitch, and the entire university has had to shift to e-learning overnight. Jaskier is a systems admin being forced to pick up slack for the overwhelmed help desk. Work ended hours ago, so why is he on a support call with the most technologically-incapable history professor he's ever met? And really, what is the deal with this guy?Based on the "OMG they were Zoommates" prompt from the AO3 comment Tumblr.This is, five times Jaskier and Geralt used Zoom for tech support, and one time they used Zoom for... something else. I apologize if this upsets you; it helps me cope with the emotions, so I'm hoping to channel stress into fluff and put it out there so it can possibly help others.

YURI!!! ON ICE

Music from the Heart by Multiple_Universes (G) 6.5k, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov. A curse falls over the land. It keeps people stuck indoors and will not let them out. The most powerful magician in the land seems unable to break the hold of the curse. But, as they say, love will always find a way.Inspired by videos of people singing from their balconies during the coronavirus quarantine.

#lockdownfest #lockdown fest #masterpost #Week 2 #tw: covid 19 #tw: coronavirus

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myriadimagines · 6 years ago

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I probably just add to the flood of song drabble requests you already have but it's such a great idea and you are a fantastic writer! I just can't resist! drabble with daphne kluger and the song good girl by carrie underwood please❣️

Characters: Reader x Daphne KlugerWarnings: Mentions of breakupsLyric: “Oh, he’s no good, girl / Why can’t you see? / He’ll take your heart and break it”Word Count: 499A/N: I’m gonna tear up you’re so nice :’) you don’t need to worry about how many requests I have!!!! I really hope you like the drabble 💖

NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!

You couldn’t get over how Daphne had such horrible taste in men. It seemed like whichever guy she dated, no matter how nice they appeared to be in the beginning, it was always destined to end in disaster. A messy breakup, a loud argument, mascara stained tears down Daphne’s cheeks. You saw the pattern, even if Daphne couldn’t.

Daphne’s latest fling clearly wasn’t going to last. Her co-star in her recent movie, her character’s love interest. It almost pained you how cliché it was, how easily Daphne was falling for him. You knew she was so much smarter than she acted, yet when it came to men, it felt like all her logic flew out the window.

It was even more painful seeing her fall for another guy when you were falling for her every day.

You frowned as Daphne strutted into the apartment, tossing her coat onto a nearby chair as she walked over to where you were working on the dining room table. She had just gotten back from a dinner date with her co-star, and she was evidently flustered, running her hands through her perfectly styled hair as she smoothed her hands over her dress. She let out a loud sigh, and you listlessly asked, “How was the date?”

“Well,” Daphne flopped down on the chair next to you. “The restaurant he picked was awful, first of all. Secondly, all he talks about is our freaking movie. Like, come on, don’t you have a life outside of that?”

You snorted, leaning back in your chair. “Sounds like a real catch.”

Daphne leaned over to give you a playful shove, and you laughed as you shoved her back. She shrieked as she almost lost balance, and you were quick to catch her arm before she fell out of her chair. Laughing, Daphne composed herself as she shrugged, “He’s cute though.”

You sighed. “Yeah, all of them are, Daph. Until they break your heart when they do something stupid. You’re better than him.”

“When is someone who is good enough for me going to come along, then?” Daphne threw her hands in the air, and your heart skipped a beat. You so badly wanted to point out the obvious, that you could treat her so much better than the string of guys she had dated in the past, yet you were frozen in place.

“Oh, screw it.” you suddenly muttered, leaning forward to kiss her. It was quick, gentle, and right as you were about to pull away, Daphne suddenly pulled you closer, deepening the kiss. When the both of you finally came up for air, you stared at her, stunned. “You... you-”

“I’m surprised you were able to contain your jealousy for so long.” Daphne remarked, a knowing smile flashing across her face as she raised her eyebrows, and you sighed, realising you should’ve known you couldn’t hide much from Daphne. Before you could defend yourself, Daphne interrupted, “Can we go back to making out?”

#ocean's 8 imagine #daphne kluger imagine #ocean's 8 #ocean's 8 drabble #daphne kluger #daphne kluger drabble #imagine #imagines #reader insert #drabble #drabbles #anonymous

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youvebeenlivingfictional · 6 years ago

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Oh Whiskey, Please Part Three

Find Parts One and Two here or read it here on AO3!

Summary: Half lies prove to be more dangerous than whole truths

A/N: Short chapter, sorry about that. My brain hasn’t been working with me which is................ Lame™ Let me know what you guys think, any feedback is appreciated! --------------

Lou had long known Debbie when I met her. I used to joke I had managed to meet her on the one day they were apart, and that Debbie was Lou’s girl and I was just the piece on the side.

I learned later that when it came to priorities, Debbie was Lou’s. No matter how many times I told myself in the subsequent years that that made sense, that they were best friends, that I couldn’t understand because I’d never been that close to someone, it still stung, a little. Maybe a bit more than a little.

“I didn’t expect you to text.” “And I didn’t expect you to answer... Glad you did, though. It’s nice to hear your voice, Daph.”

I could hear her smiling as we talked, the conversation light. I could only imagine her agent was nearby, that woman that had never liked me around, told me to my face that I was bad for Daphne’s image. Talking to Daphne again wasn’t like talking to Lou. There was a different level of restraint, the occasional lull, almost a nervous pause.

“I wanna see you.”

I didn’t even care that I sounded needy. There was quiet on the other end, then some rustling, and a different kind of silence. I pulled the phone away from my face, eyeing the ‘call ended’ that popped up on the screen. A few minutes later, a text with a place and a time.

————————- “‘Mita, seriously?” I asked as I came in. I could hear Constance’s ‘where that bitch at?’ patter as I came in. Amita didn’t even look up, just shushed me, eyes following one card intently as Constance moved the three around. I shook my head, leaning behind Constance.

“Really hope you didn’t put money down,” I muttered. Constance stopped shuffling the cards, leaning back and watching Amita glare at the cards, as if she could see right through them. She hesitated a couple of times before finally pointing to the one on the left. Constance flipped it over, revealing the ace of Spades before snatching Anita’s five from the table.

“I would’ve gotten it if you hadn’t distracted me.” “No you wouldn’t have,” I scoffed, over Constance’s, “I don’t believe you would.”

“Hey.” I looked up at see Debbie and Lou looking up at me from the second level. Debbie nodded her head, signaling for me to head outside before she and Lou both made for the stairs. I straightened, looking down to see Constance and Amita looking up at me. “You in trouble?” Constance asked. I snorted. “Probably.”

“Where were you?” Debbie asked. I tucked my hands in my pocket, turning my back to the wind, my ponytail keeping my hair from becoming an almighty mess.

“I told you guys I’d be here kinda late.”

“Yeah, and we tried to call you and you wouldn’t answer your phone,” Lou spoke up. “I didn’t see that you’d called.” “Eight times?” “I was preoccupied.” “With what?” Debbie stepped into my field of vision and I stilled myself from taking a step back like I would’ve. “If you can’t be honest with us this isn’t going to work—“ “I was with Daphne,” I said over Debbie. They both went quiet then.

“I thought you two didn’t have contact anymore,” Lou was the first to speak up. If I didn’t know any better I’d say her voice sounded a little tight. “We don’t. Didn’t,” I shook my head, “but if you want me in there, around her? I’m going to have to open that line of communication now. She’ll be suspicious if I just talk to her that night and something goes wrong.” Debbie nodded. “I need you to clue us in next time—“ “Don’t do that,” I snapped. “Do what?” “Handle me. This isn’t my first gig, Deb. Rose? She’s the kind you handle. Not me.” “What do you mean, this isn’t your first gig?” Deb asked. I looked back at Lou, who was very pointedly not looking at either of us. I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound cruel to even my ears. “Looks like you two have some talking to do,” I said before I turned on my heel, heading back inside.

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We were all crowded together, watching as the necklace began to take for on the laptop, leaning like we were beside Rose, watching her make a copy of the necklace. Lou was pressed in behind me, her breath hot in my neck as we waited. We let out a collective sigh as the print was completed, leaning back from the computer. Nine Ball made quick work of sending the print to the machine, and within moments it buzzed on. I shook my head, watching as the machine began to replicate the diamonds.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out. Daphne was trying to FaceTime me. I rejected the call quickly before tapping out, ‘Can’t FT now babe :(‘ ‘But I misssss yooooooooou’ ‘You saw me three hours ago’ ‘Not enough’

I shook my head a little, unable to help the dopey smile on my lips. “Everything okay?” With how close Lou’s voice was, there was no way she hadn’t read my texts. I tucked my phone into my pocket, turning to face her, only to find her a few inches from me. “Everything’s fine,” I insisted, nodding. I bit my lip, looking around.

“Why didn’t you tell her you’d taken me on a job?” The way Lou rolled her eyes reminded me so much of our breakup, of that final argument, and I felt myself physically recoil, stepping back. “You know what, forget I asked—“ “No, hang on,” her hand caught my wrist and I shook it off, heading for the kitchen. Amita was there, pouring herself a coffee.

“Could I steal the coffee from you?” I asked. “I’ll take some, too,” Nine Ball said from the counter where her hands were flying over her keyboard.

“Rose?” I offered the designer, who was hunched over at the table with safety pins. She waved me off wordlessly.

“Tammy?”

She was passing by, her son on the other end, and smiled, shaking her head before moving on. I got two mugs out of the dish drainer, pouring a mug for the each of us. I passed Nine’s to her before hopping onto the counter beside her, warming my hands around my mug.

“Can I ask you something?” Constance asked. I nodded, prompting her to go on.

“How did you meet Daphne Kluger?” I had been dreading the question since I’d seen myself on the screen with her. I steeled myself before I answered.

“We met at a premiere party for Never too Young to Undie.”

“The zombie movie? That shit is awful,” Nine laughed. I nodded, smiling.

“Trust me, I know. Definitely not her best work, but that was where she met Derek Verbez, who directed, and it’s only been uphill from there.”

“... so is that all you’re gonna give us, seriously? You met at a premiere party?” I shrugged a shoulder.

“We started to hang out after that, while she was in the state. Called every day when she wasn’t. I figured we were just friends, even if I did like her. And then… And then it wasn’t.”

“Just like that?” Constance asked. I shrugged a shoulder.

“Just like that.”

It hadn’t quite been like flipping a switch. The touches, the winks, the smiles, those were all already there. But knowing that the other was acting on them with something less-than-platonic in mind? That had been new, and thrilling. I didn’t tell them that it was after my official breakup with Lou, the one that had actually stuck, and not drifted back into late night conversations and stellar sex. They didn’t need to know— and they were memories I wasn’t ready to rehash.

#lou miller x reader #lou miller #debbie ocean #Amita #Nine Ball #Constance #tammy #Rose Weil #Ocean's Eight #Ocean's 8 #daphne kluger

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itsnotpatsy · 6 years ago

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trish and daphne

IF THEY HAD A KID MEME.

STATUS: NOPE.

Name: dakota kluger (yes, trish is very gladly taking daphne’s last name)

Gender: cis male

General Appearance: relatively short for his age, auburn hair waved long down his back into a ponytail he prefers to have braided, pale and thin. eyes are a very clear shade of almost translucent green. charmingly childish in expression, silently wide-eyed, leans toward ringer tees and oversized tees of every possible kinds. tends to lean toward blue and yellow, which often means favored yellow hi-tops, blue shirts of all kinds, the soft white-and-blue of faded jeans.

Personality: quiet but exuberant when addressed kindly or spoken to directly, dakota’s the kind of kid who gets along with the other children remarkably well for a natural sort of charisma he carries about him and an easy smile in spite of his childhood. he’s very prone to silliness and can be a little hyperactive when allowed, the sort who only really shines when faced with those he’s most comfortable around. an introvert at heart, however, he’d prefer to spend all day reading books and doodling. the sort of boy who gets invited to all the class birthdays, enthusiast of bowties and bright colors, perhaps too prone to coloring on the walls in bouts of excitement, art shared, need to confine it to the refrigerator. intelligent though not tremendously well-spoken, his vocabulary’s moderately impaired and he has an ear for making up words. genuinely surprisingly happy, he has a tendency to be shy in spite of himself when meeting new people, though shakes it off fairly quickly. educationally far behind other kids his age, this is supplemented with personal tutoring and painstaking attention from both parents that eventually allows him to catch up. trish learns his social situation, thankfully, is so beneficial because he was, at least, surrounded by other children. he has no shortage of fascination for people.

Special Talents: an excellent little artist with a talent for colors and a penchant for shapes, he does very well expressing words through images, a human game of pictionary. he’s very good at getting his points across expressively. he can also do a handstand, which he is tremendously proud of. a very patient listener though an active fidgeter, he can parrot back most anything said to him, and he’s always very very locked onto what’s being told to him. a very meticulous follower of instruction once he’s informed. can touch the tip of his nose with his tongue.

Who they like better: there is no such thing in the kluger household, no one or the other. daphne and trish have mostly equivalent understanding, as though dakota’s young, he’s not so young that it’s impossible for trish to understand. daphne is the less stern parent, though more likely to be a bit sterner when he’s out of hand at first, and trish, though good at deflecting, is regimented and a little tighter where scheduling is concerned. daphne is much beloved for being the one willing to follow just about any flight of fancy– the boy loves, loves, loves her and this indulgence is something so rewarding, the attention so lovely, that she returns it in spades. his favorite thing to do with daph, who is mommy, happens to be piano lessons, since daph knows loosely how to play fairly decently, and honestly he likes trying to make up melodious sounds. with trish, who is mama, he likes getting to finish drawings– she’ll sketch a line and he’ll complete it, and then she’ll do the next one, and on and on, until it makes a tangible shape or something like it. he has no preference– he knows only that these are his moms, and even if he misbehaves, even if he’s scolded for something, the important thing is he knows how loved he is.

Who they take after more: his charisma and willingness to speak, charm glowingly welcome, is all daphne, as are larger portions of his personality. he’s let her take point in most conversations, and learned from her how to inflect tone in ways that most would likely consider dramatic, mimicry of his more outgoing parent. while he’s definitely more like daphne in a social setting, his penchant for quiet alone time has been mostly learned– yes, learned– from trish. she reinforces the idea of being alone with yourself and it being okay, and as a result he has a very, very developed playroom that’s more or less filled with every activity imaginable. he likes reading best, and he’s a few grades above his level. he’s more than frequently found sneak-reading with a flashlight under the covers of his gratuitous spaceship bed, something both his parents let go for… at least twenty minutes.

Personal Head canon: one dark, dark, dark evening hellcat had headed down into the very forbidden sewers of the city (how many times had daph said she wouldn’t put up with a kitten trekking around in the refuse of new york) after hearing about an underground drug smuggling operation whispered above on the streets, courtesy of contacts and some very special super-hearing. she’d trekked through and through and through the labyrinth, and things had gotten stranger the further she went. it had started to look deliberate, labyrinthine. it had started to look like a place people were.

by the time she found this ludicrous structure of wooden boards and tin roofs, she’d skulked around, discovered a very small populace squatting down, down, down in the dark sewers with the biggest meth lab operation she’d ever seen, and by then? she’d certainly seen a lot. cowl radio had only half worked to drop a contact location to a police in, one acquired and shared with younger brother spidey, not so little anymore. a legal operation would arrive, but she’d wanted to get a head-start, case out the possibility of what was happening, the diversity of the operation.

it had turned out it was a village of sorts, of people trying to make a living off the mass production and the distribution of their product. a village filled with people, children, even, living lives far below the pay-grade of any child. trish had known that all too well all on her own, corralled the cluster of children, the small group, and begun to lead them outside as carefully as possible. the ruckus could wait– this was more important, and it seemed all the ‘grownups’ were busy doing what it was they did. she couldn’t fathom the understanding for why this operation had happened down there, though she was sure eventually she would find out.

the police raided the underground situation way deep down beneath the city itself, the underbelly of the place, and dragged out droves of people, adults tried for accounts of child endangerment, neglect, drug trafficking, the list went on.

and then the mighty hellcat went about contacting one alana stark, trying to be absolutely sure all these kids would have safe places to go. a sharp tug had accidentally sent the great cat toppling, tumbling over when she took two steps forward against the sudden force of her own step. dangercat not alert, not a thread, but a little boy, long hair and eyes a green not too unlike hers. he’d smiled at her warmly and then squeezed his arms around his middle shyly, asked in a small voice, h-e-double-hockey-sticks-cat? and the hero had turned over, not even gotten up, just rolled with a mouth full of bright, pointy fangs. h-e-double-hockey-sticks-cat the hero had said back, brightening the child’s smile.

throughout the overseeing process the little boy hadn’t let go of a clawed glove, small hand tightly squeezed in a palm. (she would learn from his time then with a child psychiatrist that he’d known about her, mythical cat hero over the aboveground, drawn outrageous little pictures, images, like she’d been the hero without ever knowing.) she’d watched alana make as many arrangements as possible– iron man, anyway. and once everything had been set, the boy’s smile dropped, and he’d looked down, maybe, maybe, maybe beginning to tear up. she’d knelt, pressed her hands into his, asked lightly, you okay, little man? his head shook. does something owch? another head shake.

big kitty.

she’d watched the other kids talk, seen them in little throngs and groups, watched how none had spoken to him, not really, but he’d stuck to her like glue the entire evening. logical, of course. spooked, new, though they hadn’t seemed mournful to be out.

so the cat had asked, soft and a little hopeful, do you maybe want to come have pancakes with me? for a little while. a wife to ask about it, of course, pancakes could not yet become home with. couldn’t just make such a decision without important input.

outside a manhattan diner, the cat watched the boy shred apart soft pancakes with his hands, tearing with little fingers into strips and dunking into syrup slathered all over a plate. he couldn’t be more than five years old, though she didn’t know for sure– not with that kind of malnutrition or deprivation to light. kept her eyes on him through the thin glass, still assured to pay attention.

i think he might’ve been the one who didn’t have anybody. i think he has a hard time with the other kids– i don’t know how it worked. it was fucked up. i think he hoped one day i would help, somehow. he knew who i was.

a beat in the silence and then daphne’s voice, why don’t you bring him home, hero?

Face Claim:

jacob tremblay!

#v: main: hero unburdened ❂ atlas self made #diamonds are forever. trish&daphne.#criminallyfamous #[THANKS FOR INDULGING ME RACHEL.]#worldsfinestspy

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allthefilmsiveseenforfree · 7 years ago

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Ocean’s 8

It’s a scientific fact that every single time I watched the Ocean’s 8 trailer, I got 3-6% more gay. Listen, I recognize that this is another in a long slew of unnecessary sequels that we’re getting in 2018 (did you know they’re making a fucking Bumblebee movie??) but I will show up for every single one if they’re all comprised of 8 fantastic, interesting, kickass women like this. Also if Cate Blanchett could wear exquisitely tailored suits in all of them, that would be great too. But let’s get back to reality - clearly this is catnip for ladygays all over the world, but is there actually anything TO this sequel/reboot (sequoot?) of the classically cool franchise? Well...

There are bits and pieces of commentary verging on incisive, but for the most part this is a fun and frothy collection of competent women doing illegal things incredibly stylishly. If you don’t think you’re going to like that, first of all, literally why are you reading my blog, I can’t imagine there is anything here for you at all. Second of all, I get the argument that women should be able to have their own stories, independent of the male-driven intellectual property of old, and I agree with that! But you know who’s lazy? Hollywood. They’re not going to buy something untested if they can just make a reboot of something tried and true - they’re just not. I agree that’s shitty, but I also would rather have 10,000 female-driven reboots than 10 female-driven original narratives. Honestly, why not both?? So back to Ocean’s. The movie centers on Debbie Ocean (Sandra Bullock), sister of Danny, newly released from prison after 5 years. During that time, she planned a heist at the Met Gala to rival all jewelry heists, and now that she’s out, she rounds up a team to help her pull it off...and to frame her ex-boyfriend (Richard Armitage) for the crime.

Some thoughts:

This is a spoiler that’s not a spoiler because the studio spoiled it first, so I’m complaining about it. The promotional photos and the most recent trailer showed Anne Hathaway with the rest of the team (because she’s the 8th in Ocean’s 8). But it’s kind of a big plot twist that she gets roped into the heist, and for the first 75% of the movie she’s completely oblivious to the scheme. I just feel like this would have been a really cool twist but the audience is already clued in that it’s coming, and the trailers try to make her seem like a victim of the heist but then also show her as an accomplice...I just really disagree with how this was all marketed.

Ok now to the things that were excellent - basically everything else. I loved all of these different personalities playing off each other, and the fact that 3 of the female leads are WOC, and 1 is a lesbian just...unf. *kisses fingers like an Italian chef*

Did I mention Cate Blanchett and the tailoring? And that Debbie only ever refers to her as Lou or “my partner”? And that she rides motorcycles? And that half her looks incorporate leather? She’s like a lesbian siren robot created by the Australian government to lure queers to our doom.

As if that weren’t enough, Richard Armitage is literally dressed like a goddamned king at the Met Gala and he plays kind of a douchey artist who owns two fussy borzois and even though he’s the bad guy who set up Debbie so she would go to prison for his low-level cons, he’s still got kind of a scruffy bad idea vibe about him that shouldn’t work but really does and I just *vibrates away into outer space*

Honestly, though, the movie belongs to Anne Hathaway as Daphne Kluger, the temperamental actress who is wearing the jewels being stolen. Her performance shifts from shrewd to flighty to insecure to cutting on a dime, and Hathaway does an incredible job of showcasing a lot of the vapidity of what it means to be a mega-celebrity. She’s just having a ball here and it shows.

James Corden is also a bright spot (because he is used sparingly) as the very intense insurance investigator trying to find the stolen jewels.

I got really excited about the couple of cameos from the original Ocean’s trilogy, and I felt like both were executed very well.

While the cinematography is not quite as funky and interesting as Soderbergh’s in Ocean’s 11, the editing and pacing are interesting enough to fit in with the other entries in the series.

What can I say, I’m a sucker for heist movies, and I am especially a sucker for heist movies starring beautiful and badass women. I told Wife afterwards, “Now you really need to see Ocean’s 11,” and she says, “Mmm I mean, I’m sure it’s fine, but I just really would rather watch a movie where all those cool women are doing stuff.” And you know what? Same.

Fuck you, John Mulaney, women can pull of heists just fiiiiiiine.

#118in2018 #oceans 8 #oceans 8 review #sandra bullock #cate blanchett #rihanna #awkwafina #sarah paulson #mindy kaling #helena bonham carter #anne hathaway #richard armitage #james corden #movie reviews #film reviews

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paradisefovnd · 6 years ago

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animal familiars

me - black leopard

also known as the panther, this animal familiar is very stealthy and silent, seemingly the essence of the night and shadows. however, they are far from having an evil or dark reputation. black leopards represent seeing the beauty in all things, and finding good in even the darkest of circumstances. people with this familiar are usually good at expressing themselves, either artistically or through their talents and passions. a black leopard familiar helps their master feel safe and secure, inspires them, and can act as a mentor or teacher to them.

this familiar represents expressing yourself, seeing the beauty in anything, facing fears, intelligence, night, and grace

muses under the cut!

shane mccutcheon - fox

though often having a reputation as a trickster, the fox familiar is actually a good mentor to their master. they are some of the best animals as guides through difficult situations, using wisdom, cunning, and intelligence to lead the way. being very seclusive and quiet, you are very likely a more introverted individual, though that doesn't stop you from being kind and helping others. like the fox, you are very aware of your environment and the people around you, and are hard to catch off-guard. a fox familiar may act as a teacher or mentor to their master, helping them through difficult situations and keeping them aware of the world. this familiar represents intelligence, being secluded, cleverness, awareness, quick-thinking, wisdom

jake long - dolphin

known for its playful and upbeat nature, the dolphin is in fact one of the smartest animals, besides humans. their sometimes accepting behavior around us has lead to them as being a symbol of protection and kindness. like the dolphin, you are a very creative and cheery individual, but intelligent as well. you don't overthink things, instead trusting your intuition and enjoying life as it is. however, if someone is hurting you or others, you don't back down, and are brave enough to stand up and face the threat. a dolphin familiar helps guide their master to the right decision, show the optimistic side of things, and inspire them in ideas or goals. this familiar represents creativity, playfulness, intuition, protectiveness, acceptance of others, bravery, optimism

mark darcy - owl

for ages the owl has been a symbol of wisdom, intuition, the mysterious and unknown, and the night. just like this intelligent familiar, you always base your decisions off of a solid, logical foundation, and plan ahead whenever you get the chance. personality-wise, you are most likely a more introverted individual, and usually try to see both sides of an argument, no matter what they seem like at first glance, before choosing. you also have a knack for seeing through lies and those trying to trick you. an owl familiar acts as a guide and teacher to their master, and protects them from deception and liars.

this familiar represents wisdom, intelligence, mysteriousness, an introverted personality, perception, logic, understanding

graham eaton - polar bear

the polar bear is a very mysterious, powerful, yet strikingly graceful arctic predator, and its power is often told of in many inuit legends and myths. it is said to be strongly in-tune with spiritual matters. its snow white fur is used to blend into the ice, then strike prey without warning. similar to the polar bear, you have a tendency to keep to the shadows, staying quiet and secluded. however, inside you have an impressive personality, that can greatly surprise others when you get the chance to just be yourself. a polar bear familiar encourages their master to follow their heart, protects their soul, and are a great companion for protection or combat. this familiar represents adaptability, independence, magic, skill, isolation, strength (both physical and mental)

megan bloomfield - dolphin

see description above! (under jake long)

sally carrera - manta ray

this sea creature, though a lesser known familiar, has its own unique beauty to it. it glides gracefully through the ocean with the impression of flying, its journey unfazed by most of its environment. in a similar way, you take things in life as they come, and understand that the future is still to come, and that the past is left behind. you are very careful with your actions and words, living a balanced life and understanding your own goals and personality. a manta ray familiar keeps their master's mindset and priorities in check, and helps them remain calm in any situation. this familiar represents balance, peacefulness, taking life as it comes, grace, understanding, being sure of yourself, carefulness

rose tyler - domestic cat

being a very curious and clever familiar, the cat is well-known for its personality and tendency to get into trouble. however, it rarely has any bad intentions, being an adventurous and ever-curious animal. along with its spirit of adventure, the cat also represents knowing one's limits and being sure of themselves, and never question who they truly are. similar also to the cat, though you are friendly to others, you would much prefer to be independent and in a quiet place instead of in a group. the cat familiar has a tendency to pull their master into adventures or exploring. they are also somewhat tied to magic. this familiar represents curiosity, adventurous spirit, unique personality, independence, playfulness, knowing who you are, magic

blair warner - deer

the deer familiar is mostly known for its shy, gentle personality and closeness to nature. they are very graceful and gentle creatures, representing harmony and a soft-heart. however, that does not mean being defenseless, as the antlers of a stag show determination good (but not prideful) self-esteem. these familiars are very sensitive to changes in the environment, and use their knowledge never to harm, but to warn you of danger or an action you could regret. a deer familiar inspires their master and friends with ideas, raise their confidence, and warn them of danger or their actions. this familiar represents gentleness, grace, innocence, confidence, nature, sensitiveness

jo polniaczek - fox

see description above! (under shane mccutcheon)

meredith quill - garden bird

ranging from finches to wrens, hummingbirds to jays, there is a wide variety of birds that could be your familiar. usually smaller in size compared to birds such as eagles or parrots, they are no less important. they are very quick-paced, lively animals, and in the same way, you are very quick to react to situations, and prefer not to have second thoughts. though you may have a playful nature, it is matched by your independent mindset, preferring to be free and yourself than to conform to the crowd. a bird familiar allows their master to feel the freedom to express themselves, and leads them towards adventure in life. this familiar represents freedom, expressing yourself, quick thinking, playfulness, liveliness, adventure, potential

emily gilmore - lynx

the lynx is an animal familiar with incredibly sharp senses, observing the environment carefully and knowing the perfect time to pounce on prey. in the same way, you too are very observant of the world around you, and don't let anything slip past you. even if you aren't exactly a human lie-detector (or maybe you are), you put trust in your intuition and instincts. if you have that feeling that something seems seriously off in an environment, you always prepare yourself in case danger does arise

a lynx familiar protects their master by discerning liars, sharpening their senses, and detecting danger in the area. this familiar represents instinct, intuition, sensing danger, logical decisions, planning ahead

helga g. pataki - polar bear

see description above! (under graham eaton)

rogelio de la vega - tree frog

the tree frog familiar has a great, interesting personality for its size. it represents the ability to cope with change, dreamers and imaginative individuals, and sometimes even good luck. unlike some, you don't always fear or dislike change; instead you embrace the future, making the best out of whatever comes your way, and always curious of what it will bring. you take every opportunity to enhance your abilities and make yourself a bright future! a tree frog familiar keeps their master happy in times of change and inspires them with creative ideas. they also bring them good luck. this familiar represents good luck, accepting change, hope or anticipation, dreamers, inspired thoughts, optimism

elle woods - dolphin

see description above! (under jake long)

jo march - black leopard

see description above! (under me) okay i just wanna say that i chose different answers for jo and i and we still got the same result even tho there are tons of options and i just feel so valid in this chili’s tonight :’)

regina george - tiger

the tiger, though very, very powerful, is a dangerous, mysterious, and unpredictable familiar. they are often the companion of one who has strong feelings of vengeance or hate to another person. however, you are most likely very independent and sure of who you are, and strive to be yourself and not conform to others. you are pushed through even the toughest of situations through willpower and wise decisions, if you are able to keep your feelings of anger in check. a tiger familiar is a very strong, vicious partner in battle, helps their master through mental stress, and gives them the will to continue on. this familiar represents shadows. willpower, anger, unpredictability, mystery, wisdom

daphne kluger - lion

the lion familiar is a powerful animal greatly renowned for dignity, courage, and leadership. it is often considered as one of the most powerful natural animals, a lion often representing the sun, while a lioness represents the moon. an individual with this familiar is not afraid to take the reins of a difficult task themselves. they are also make very wise decisions and are good at bringing chaos back to order. however, in some cases, their personality can lead way to greed and pride as well. a lion familiar is a powerful companion in battle, and gives their master an aura of leadership and dignity.

this familiar represents authority, wisdom, dignity, courage, self-confidence, honor

lou miller - manta ray

see description above! (under sally carrera)

elizabeth james - weasel

the weasel is a strikingly intelligent familiar, known for its sneakiness and cunning through any situation. they are actually, being a predator, very strong and determined fighters. however, one with a weasel familiar may be easily subject to temptation or an impulsive, do-now-ask-questions-later mindset. they tend to speak their mind, and have a knack for sarcasm or pulling pranks. though your cleverness may help you find a quick way out of conflicts, don't trust your luck too much.

a weasel familiar helps their master find clever routes, keep them precise with their wording, and makes sure that they have a few tricks up their sleeve.

this familiar represents cunning, cleverness, mischievousness, confidence, quick thinking, intellect

meredith blake - tiger

see description above! (under regina george)

fitzwilliam darcy - fox

see description above! (under shane mccutcheon)

jane bennet - giant panda

though the panda has a fuzzy, soft outward appearance, it is a very strong, sure-footed familiar. it is an animal accustomed to quiet areas, and can easily become stressed if the environment is too chaotic. similarly, you like calm, at ease surroundings, and are sensitive to harsh, loud places. you are a peaceful individual, usually preferring to be on your own, and can be somewhat materialistic, leaning material sources (i.e. food, games, books, money) instead of other people for comfort. a panda familiar helps care for and protect their master, keeping them emotionally stable in chaos and turmoil. this familiar represents emotional balance, peace, materialism, nurturing, sensitivity, gentleness

clarisse renaldi - fox

see description above! (see shane mccutcheon im dyingaljdfhash shane and queen clarisse having the same oneajsdkfhh altho u know what i can see it for reasons i won’t get into too much rnalskjdfhsljh)

andie johnson - dolphin

see description above! (under jake long)

anna wu - sea turtle

this familiar represents an individual who stands firm with their decisions, making the best out of life as it comes, and tries to find a peaceful route through any situation. you are a peacekeeper, no doubt; you can't stand violence between people, especially those you love, and will do anything to find a positive outcome for everyone. due to this mindset, you are a problem-solver, wise and great for giving advice to others. a sea turtle familiar helps their master stay at peace during chaotic times, and teaches them to take life as it comes and make the best of it. this familiar represents patience, acceptance, understanding, wisdom, peacekeepers, emotional stability

bobbie lee willis - owl

see description above! (under mark darcy)

#i loved this so much omg #i got so emotional reading these godsalkjdfhjkfdha #altho some are a lil questionable a lot are p Accurate #also it's interesting to see the few doubles and it feels oddly right #also i was gonna put icons with them all but i would need to make new icons and this took longer than expected already so asljdfh #this is what i did instead of replies tonightalsjkd #( mun tag. )#( shane. musings. )#( jake. musings. )#( mark. musings. )#( graham. musings. )#( megan. musings. )#( sally. musings. )#( rose t. musings. )#( blair. musings. )#( jo. musings. )#( meredith. musings. )#( emily. musings. )#( helga. musings. )#( rogelio. musings. )#( elle. musings. )#( jo m. musings. )#( regina. musings. )#( daphne. musings. )#( lou. musings. )#( elizabeth. musings. )#( meredith b. musings. )#( darcy. musings. )#( jane. musings. )#( clarisse. musings. )

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