#ocean's eleven trilogy

[academicgangster]

absolutely baffling take on Rusty tbh, like sure he's a bit fucked up (aren't they all - it's a con artist canon) but he is super in touch with his feelings and barely repressed at all. We get to see him openly weep at Oprah with Danny, ffs. Half the arc of Eleven is Rusty being one thousand percent more grounded and capable of handling difficult emotions than Danny is, and trying his best to shepherd Danny through it even though it hurts Rusty personally to watch things go down. This is not a man who breaks down and lets go in front of a partner. This is a man who feels way too responsible for said partner to show much in the way of vulnerability beyond an agonized look in his eyes - the same look we see on film: Tess does not split eleven ways.

Rusty isn't likely to break in front of a partner. If Rusty needs a good cry, he'll probably Marge Simpson it up, set an evening aside and get a glass of wine and a dressing gown and make sure there's enough tissue roll around to blot his eyes. Rusty will arrange the logistics of crying before crying, lol - any more than Very Manly Self-Deprecating Oprah Tears, obviously.

If you're looking for a Brad Pitt character who would have a cathartic breakdown (whether in front of a partner or not), Frankie McGuire from The Devil's Own is right there. Tom Bishop from Spy Game is a pretty likely bet. Hell, Coffee Shop Guy and The Living Manifestation Of Death from Meet Joe Black are great candidates, too - there'd just be a learning curve involved for them.

[academicgangster]

OH WHOA this is so cool! Super flattered @ashmouthbooks! (I'm simplecoffee, the author of Breaking Even)

a handful of more recycled paper books with breakaway spines. I had printer problems, back problems, and couldn’t remember how exactly I did this last time, so I had issues with every single one of these but they are functional and that’s all that matters.

all of these are Ocean’s 11 fics, Danny/Rusty, because I am depressingly predictable and I have loved these films since they came out, not to mention whatever the hell it is Danny and Rusty have going on. give me queer con men or give me death

confidence men by dorinda

danny and rusty, by everyone else in the world by sunshowerst (3 fic series)

grab your coat and start walking and other stories by berlincorpography (includes also The Art of Delegation and Love and Taxes)

breaking even by simplecoffee

The Night Before the Day Of by Dira Sudis

[rileykeouhg]

OCEAN’S ELEVEN (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

[deadunderorbit]

George Clooney as Danny Ocean & Brad Pitt as Rusty Ryan in Ocean’s Eleven (2001)

[legendarymusicmilkshake]

My favourite trope is whatever the fuck George Clooney and Brad Pitt have going on in every movie they're in together <3

[siredgarconanshakespeare]

Saw this text post and was immediately transported to this room

[real-odark]

he wants that cookie so effing bad

[genderfluid-ass]

I made a thing

[the-headless-horsedude]

Ocean's Eleven (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

You'd need at least a dozen guys doing a combination of cons. Like what, do you think? Off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking at a Boeski, a Jim Brown, a Miss Daisy, two Jethros and a Leon Spinks, not to mention the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever.

[airforce-51]

His ass is NOT obeying the law

[kacievvbbbb]

FANFIC APPRECIATION

Show and Tell by Gin_Juice (Umbrella Academy, Gen)

Oil and Water by Ms_Chunks (Umbrella Academy, Shinsou & Aizawa, Bakugo/Shinsou)

Life After Love by lagann (Jujutsu Kaisen, Gen)

The Welcome Home by crinklefries (Attack on Titan, Erwin/Levi)

in circuits round you by smartlike (Ocean’s 11, Danny/Rusty)

feels like we only go backwards by oldpotatoe (tumblr) (Avatar the Last Airbender, Zuko/Sokka)

[macaroniducks]

oceans 11 has taken over my brain (and fight club too of course)

[rileykeouhg]

OCEAN’S ELEVEN (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

[deadunderorbit]

George Clooney as Danny Ocean & Brad Pitt as Rusty Ryan in Ocean’s Eleven (2001)

[superhell]

shout out to the oceans trilogy which is about heists but more importantly about found family but even more importantly theyre about danny and rusty without whom none of this would occur or matter but most importantly. they're about making fun of the french

[sunny-mercya]

His Reasons

Rusty Ryan x Male Reader

Fandom -> Ocean's Trilogy

Masterlist

When Danny, after being out of prison, asked Rusty to join him at a Grand Coup—Rusty had only agreed halfway to it. After all he wanted to know what exactly they would rob and risking their lives and freedom for.

And when Danny told him, they gonna rob three Casinos in good old Viva Las Vegas, Rusty wanted to know a good enough reason for him to join in such madness of nonsense.

And Danny, like the best friend and charming asshole he is, told Rusty the only valid reason;

»If we pull this off and I promise you, we will, you can finally move with [Name] to wherever your heart desires and afford the safety you have promised him.«

Danny was right, hitting a wound point in Rusty's ego, because there had been one thing Rusty couldn't give you and that was protection. Protection you from a past, you wouldn't be able to free yourself if you don't have a certain amount of money to pay for.

»Okay. I'm in, but if we fail I'm gonna send you personally to hell, Danny boy.«

Rusty might have agreed, trusting and believing in his friend that they will manage this with a 100 percentage chance of successful winning—but he also know what price it would cost him, because if they indeed fail it would be you who Rusty would lose and you're more worth to him than all the money and jewels in the world.

~~~

So far, the whole plan went, besides absolutely minor improvements of differences, hellbent well.

Rusty could almost imagine the millions, billions, of money he would have. Enough money to buy you free and finally move to either (f.country) or sweet California.

Just you and him, Rusty thought, imagining the new life—fully secure, comfortable and happy healthy—he would have with you and maybe a big family with lots of dogs and cats (and perhaps Danny, because he's your self-proclaimed older brother)

„Uh, uhm, Rusty there's–“ „Rusty, there's a problem. A You problem.“

»What?« asked Rusty, scrunching up his face in confusion. Another problem? What sort of you-problem do they mean?

„Look towards the entrance.“

»Fuck. Give me some minutes to handle this guys.«

»Robert Russel James Ryan! You do not write me a letter with such unbelievable heinous words and leave our house in such fucking manners. How fucking dare you! Do you know how fucking worried I was?!«

A few people had turned their heads, when you had marched forward to Rusty and shouted in anger at him.

Ouch, shouting his full name—yeah, you're furious and it was Rusty's own damn faulty mistake. Indeed a You-Problem.

Rusty took a few steps forward to you, having his hands up in surrender, wanting to appease you. Honestly, he haven't seen you this angry ever since Danny and him had a bloody fist fight with your "Boss", which they lost—of course, as they couldn't win against a knife and knuckleheads—and you were so furious with them, that they were taken back with the amount of cursing you said at them, while treating their wounds.

»Hey, love, watcha you doing here?«

»Don't come with such bullshit. You know perfectly well, why the fuck I'm here. So tell me now, Russel, the fuck are you and Danny—and I know that fucker is here as well—suspiciously planning to do here?!«

Rusty inhaled and exhaled deeply through his nose, trying to think of a way to get you away from here—before you causing more disturbance and a possible fail to the plan. Then again, he could use you for a good distraction, but no—no, no, he had sworn himself to not do such things with you.

Gripping your arms gently, Rusty pulls you close to his side and leads you away to a more secluded area of waiting.

~~~

Waking up to an empty bedside next to you and discovering your husband is not in your shared apartment, even though he told he would be on time back—and that has been days ago, I mind you—brought a lot of unpleasant thoughts through your mind.

There could be many things happening to Rusty; him having a accident, in a hospital and injured, arrested—your husband is certainly not a innocent man, he had done some bad and dangerous awful things of illegally, you're aware of it—or worst case scenario, your Boss quit the deal and killed Rusty.

You started to walk through your tiny apartment, still clothes in pyjamas—shorts and one of Rusty's oversized shirts—mind going haywire with everything and anything; be it the due bills, another round of grocery shopping—as Rusty is a total glutton and eats more than you and probably has an endless pit of a stomach—which you don't know how to pay for, the payment deal, Rusty being gone and probably killed and you still being jobless.

A lot of things for a tiny mind like yours to think about.

Then, while you cleaned, you found a note—definitely from Rusty and when you read it, you screamed in disbelief.

Yeah, sure, do a few days trip to Las Vegas and just don't tell me personally, not even the reasons for it—you thought, scoffing at your Husband, who's a buffoon

~~~

»Rusty, you tell me now why you and Danny are here.«

»I can't love, it's a surprise«

Perhaps, in perspective, Rusty should have told you personally about his little trip and possibly heist, but then it wouldn't be a surprise and loved to surprise you.

»Fuck your surprise. I thought he called off the deal, I thought he had killed you. I was worried sick.«

»I know, I know, dear. I apologise, I shouldn't have told you via note, could this prince forgive a humble man like me?«

Rusty leaned in closer, whispering the last few words in your ear as he ask for your forgiveness and kissing your cheek, when you remained silent.

„Not to bother, but time management?“

Rusty rolled his eyes, the guys could be such mood killers and a pain of annoyance in the ass. The gang was his gang though and he had a job to fulfil.

»Need to go, love. Meet me at Helios-Motel in like two hours.« Rusty kissed your lips, a gentle kiss it was and gave you the Motel-Keys.

Before Rusty could stand up and go, you had taken ahold of his hand.

»You promised me, you and Danny will be safe and unharmed?«

»Always, my love«

And when Rusty flashed you his signature grin, you let him go—knowing he wouldn't break his promise.