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chapmcn · 1 year
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alex vause 5.9
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sinners-r-winners · 8 months
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Alex vause is so hot she’s hurting my feelings
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mushnoom · 10 months
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"I think that...when you have a connection with someone it never really goes away, you know?
You snap back being important to each other because you still are"
Alex Vause talking to Piper Chapman, Orange Is The New Black 1x10
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wr1ghtstuff · 11 months
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The New Woman
Summary: Theres a new professor at a your college that you’ve just enrolled in, except you didn’t expect her to be this hot- oh, and Alex Vause.
Alex Vause / Laura Prepon x female reader
PART 1 🫶
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The second day of a brand new college.
New friends. New surroundings. New life essentially.
After three missed alarm calls and a rant from my mother on how I should have my shit together by my big age, I chucked on whatever clothes I could find in my wardrobe (that you could somewhat call an outfit) and headed straight to college and got on the bus in a flame of bulge.
After a boisterous and painful Monday, sat surrounded by rich freaks and bitchy girls, I was considering if college was even right for me. It was like some form of dystopian hell in there- a fresh room with a fresh tutor is a fresh start again, right?
It had to be better than yesterday- surely?
Checking the time on my phone in a panic, my heartbeat felt like it was slamming itself against my skull whilst the oxygen invaded my trembling lungs with each inhalation. At the thought of being behind everyone, I blush out of worry and pick up my pace before approaching the new mysterious room with my group of friends just after 10.30.
I couldn't be late for a new teacher- what sort of first impression is that!?
I throw in impulsively to my friends how much I didn't even want to come in to today's lesson through a clenched jaw as I thought of our main tutor and how she treated our class.
I shoulder my way into the room taking deep breaths and fiddling with the skin on the ends of my fingers as I scanned the room for the perfect place to sit before we settled in and selected our seats in the room.
Great. The only seats left are ones right by the board and the main bigger and black chair.
Why oh why do we always get the crap seats near the teacher!?
After a few minutes of my internal panic, I was relived to see that the lecturer hadn't arrived yet and seeing the rest of my class group lively and chatting to each other.
With relief, I turn and look at my friend (who was sat across from me on our table) through deep breaths to try and calm me down, as we started talking and laughing about some random shit we had just thought of whilst waiting for whoever our new lecturer was to turn up.
Smiling constantly, I had a good feeling about today despite the ghastly start to my day.
My friend Christie bellowed something hilarious from some TikTok or something sending us all into a fit of laughter until the tears actually started forming in our eyes.
God, how could I love these people so much in such a short space of time.
I glanced at the clock that stood strong above the projected board and notice that it was already 10.36.
Where was this woman?
Composing ourselves as we saw a tall figure shadow it's way around the corner, she stood bright but stressed as she slowly opened the door that moaned on its hinges and then entered our room carrying a pile of notepads and her laptop which she obviously couldn't fit in her under filled tote bag.
Speak of the devil.
I turn to the same friend that had just made me nearly piss myself with laughter as we lock our eyes in some sort of joint joy sensation and a gleaming smile soon spread wide across our faces.
In does not slouch the middle aged woman with grey hair and a long teacher style dress we all anticipated.
My gaze widens fully towards her and I subconsicously straighten my back, leaning forward in the seat in anticipation for something that I just couldn't form into words.
Dumbfounded, I trail my enervated eyes over the new female creature that had just entered the room like I was scanning for something. She was noticeably in a rush and was flustered, hence her slightly red cheeks.
There could be no simple explanation why this woman looked the way she did.
Her brunette bangs shook freely at the top of her head and trailed down either side of her face. They shone bright in the little bit of light that fought its way into the room making her look unearthly. I swallowed hard even though my throat was bone dry as my eyes roamed over her body once more.
A checked grey blazer, black suit trousers and doc martens. Could it be, oh my god?
I inwardly scream, feeling my stomach drop a few metres downhill. My entrancement abruptly comes to an end after a hard shove in the side fights against my body, making me subtly loose my balance as I turn and see the deadly glare from one of the girls next to me in a mischievous smile.
"Oh, stop it Y/N," my friend Elizabeth chuckled “I can almost see your lady boner from here”. I turned to her in a panic and see that she is giving me the look. Not just any look- the one to imply that I was in a different world and I wasn't going to live this moment down.
I quickly reinforce my stance I had before the woman entered the room after realising I was now slouched across my table with a form of drool leaving the side of my lip. I rapidly sat up as if nothing had happened and put on the usual composed and interested face.
The woman put her tote bag and her pride month edition 'Kanken' bag on the front table and then leaned against it whilst waiting for a silent order to come from the class.
"Okay, sorry about the late entrance everyone but my name is Miss Vause and I will be teaching you your skills for this project...."
In response, my stomach began to flutter slightly making me press my hand against the new uncomfortable feeling.
I couldn't even care what was coming out of her mouth, her emerald green eyes gleamed with every word she spoke, complimenting the dimples on either side of her smile.
"Oh. my. god," Christie mouthed from across the table resting her head in her palms whilst the smile still spread joyfully. "She is wow; Y/N, I don't even know what to say."
All I needed to care about at this point was trying not to show the unholy amount of dribble coming from the side of my lip in awe.
Whist Miss Vause was speaking, I opened up my laptop with sweaty palms as my heart started to pound against my chest even harder. My cheeks transfigured into a rosy bed of redness almost out of embarrassment and my voice got softer and warmer with every word.
As the hour went on, her voice became softer out of nerves and her smile grew more forceful before running her hand through her hair reshaping her bangs.
"Miss Vause, I have no idea how to use photoshop," Haz (a classmate of mine) mentioned as she finished her sentence. "Would you be able to help me?"
I had never been so jealous of that man in my life.
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jamieroxxartist · 2 months
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Happy Birthday. Today, Mar. 7, 1980 – Laura Prepon, American actress and producer was born.
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laura_Prepon)
a Custom #Commissioned #Painting I painted a few years ago:
’#AlexVause f/ #OrangeistheNewBlack (#LauraPrepon) ’ #PopArt #Portrait 2014 acrylic and oil blend on canvas, 16"x20" by @ArtistJamieRoxx #JamieRoxx (www.JamieRoxx.us) This Sold Painting is Not Available
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templodeafrodit-e · 3 years
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uncomicmas · 2 years
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Reseña de #Archivo81 ya disponible en @netflixlat Trama Un joven restaurador de tecnologías visuales analógicas (casettes, vhs, Betamax) es contratado por una misteriosa empresa para rescatar una serie de videos que se quemaron en un extraño accidente. Los vídeos fueron grabados por Melody en 1994 cuando investigaba los inquilinos de un misterioso edificio en Nueva York, donde poco a poco se van revelando datos perturbadores y giros brillantes. La serie de 8 capitulos mezcla ocultismo, ciencia ficción y eventos paranormales, que a la vez involucra dimensiones alternas, demonios y viajes en el tiempo cuánticos. Tiene mucho misterio y posee dos subtramas que van en dos líneas de tiempo, una en 1994 otra en 2019, donde muestran cómo contrastan las tecnologías de videos, desde una handicam hasta un iPhone, esto le agrega un sabor nostálgico bien agradable y muy interesante. Es muy difícil predecir que es lo que pasa hasta el penúltimo capítulo. #JamesWan (El Conjuro) es el productor ejecutivo que de nuevo usa situaciones rutinarias y las lleva a un nivel de terror intenso. El final es IMPACTANTE. Calificación 5 de 5 Sinopsis oficial Un archivista acepta restaurar unas cintas de video y se ve enredado en el misterio que rodea la desaparición de la cineasta y el culto demoníaco que ella investigaba. Fuente @netflixlat • • • • • #netflix #strangerthings #eleven #netflixandchill #oitnb #daredevil #alexvause #orangeisthenewblack #lauraprepon #piperchapman #taylorschilling #vauseman #series #mattmurdock #filme #filmes #narcos #serie #dustin #laylor #oitnbseason4 #thegetdown #orangefamily #cinefilo #freeform #television #oitnbseason3 #tv https://www.instagram.com/p/CYxuOVtNLq4/?utm_medium=tumblr
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lesbiansgoal · 4 years
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Mm, yes, perfect boyfriend...
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natzoeycreations · 3 years
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schillingay · 3 years
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icons laura prepon, da fav se pegar 
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isfjt-97 · 4 years
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at this moment, i miss their relationship.
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vaus3-man · 4 years
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- some vauseman flicks for y’all - 
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notrheady · 4 years
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Lesbian Visibility day 🏳️‍🌈
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oitnbloversmx · 4 years
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Ojos. #oitnb #orangeisthenewblack #orangeforever #oitnbloversmx #vauseman #lauraprepon #taylorschilling #piperchapman #alexvause https://www.instagram.com/p/CFteTbRjlzi/?igshid=wi3i4p561x3q
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taylorswiftismyhero · 3 years
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Looking for Alex Vause funkopop @lauraprepon @originalfunko @funko_europe #funkopop #alexvause #lauraprepon #orangeisthenewblack https://www.instagram.com/p/CJwoRhXn_I3/?igshid=lc3a3zzzaafq
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jamieroxxartist · 1 year
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Happy Birthday. Today, Mar. 7, 1980 – Laura Prepon, American actress and producer was born.
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laura_Prepon)
a Custom #Commissioned #Painting I painted a few years ago:
’#AlexVause f/ #OrangeistheNewBlack (#LauraPrepon) ’ #PopArt #Portrait 2014 acrylic and oil blend on canvas, 16"x20" by @ArtistJamieRoxx #JamieRoxx (www.JamieRoxx.us) This Sold Painting is Not Available
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