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ladiesblr · 1 year

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

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riepu10 · 2 months

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"I'll be back"

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

#Claude Becker #Daphne Kluger #Ocean's 8 #Richard Armitage #Anne Hathaway #riepu10 #my Claude gifs

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marytylerperry · 11 months

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HAPPY 5th ANNIVERSARY TO THIS MASTER PIECE!!!

this movie cured my depression, watered my crops and cleared my skin.

#ocean's 8 #debbie ocean #lou miller #nine ball #amita #constance #tammy #rose weil #daphne kluger #sandra bullock #cate blanchett #rihanna #mindy kaling #awkwafina #sarah paulson #helena bonham carter #anne hathaway

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martianbugsbunny · 5 months

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whoever decided to cast Anne Hathaway as a bratty movie star, I love you, my feelings about Daphne range from "I could fix her" to "I could make her worse"

#I want that character to be my spoiled wife #except I'm not rich so she would have to spoil herself but she probably does that anyway #I would just be along for the ride #but maybe that's what she would want?#Daphne kluger #ocean's 8 #ocean's eight #that girl was the highlight of the movie #anne hathaway

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scarlettjohanssons-mistress · 1 year

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I wouldn't forget a pretty face

Warnings: First Meetings, fluff, fun

Word count: 1.4 K

Pairing: Daphne Kluger x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Daphne wouldn't forget a pretty face. Not even when that pretty face is "nobody"

Requests: OPEN

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The first time I saw her was even before Debbie called me on the holdup. I had some debts to pay, and dedicating myself only to studying in my university years had left me with zero work experience. So, the only company that had helped me get a job after studying “Fashion Design” was the big Chanel store in Soho, New York.

Daphne was doing some shopping in the area, until a group of paparazzi began to chase her, forcing her to enter a store so that her bodyguards could disperse the press and get her into her truck.

I was arranging the seasonal clothes, trying not to focus my eyes on her figure, but she did look at me, she gave me a smile and I can even listen to a little of her conversation with her team while she walked around the store, trying not to get bored while waiting.

It didn't take long for the truck to pull up in front of the store, and as quickly as that happened, Daphne was gone.

Some time later, Debbie came to me, the mythical (and forgotten) Rose Weil needed a reliable right hand to carry out this theft; and both Lou and Debbie knew how badly she needed that money.

Although I never got to meet Daphne herself in the many times Rose had had to meet with the actress, the next time I saw her, it was at the Met. My good friend Lou needed a confidence booster, and right now, she was grateful for the multiple episodes of Masterchef she'd seen.

By the time I had been given my new diamond bracelet to put in the little bag I carried with me, right at that moment, I was able to relax. I had been under so much stress that I had barely been able to enjoy the big party Tammy had thrown us into.

And there, again, was Daphne. Her eyes collided with mine again, but now, instead of bringing out my kinder side and trying to give her a smile, I quickly looked away from her eyes. Debbie said she wanted to lay low. It sounds silly, Daphne Kluger, a Hollywood star wouldn't remember my face, not when she sees millions of people every day, why would she remember the face of a simple employee who doesn't earn even 3% of what she earned in a single movie?

Time passed again. Now, right at this moment Lou and Debbie were making sure that each part of the jewels were being sold so that they could deposit the corresponding part in each of the eight bank accounts; while that was going on, i had to keep working at the store, i still had to look like a job… and to be honest, i worked so hard at this damn store, all i ask in return is a decent damn reward.

My boss had asked me to put the makeup and perfume products behind the counter, so I did, putting all my attention on the task, which caused me not to notice that someone had arrived at the store; more specifically, that someone had stood in front of me.

"I knew I had seen you"

My head that was inside the showcase could only see a flat stomach covered in a fine brown cloth; Quickly my eyes looked up only to meet Daphne's face.

I tried to get up quickly until my head hit the glass. Forgetting that my head was still inside the glass case.

She just let out a small smile that she hid behind her hand, but despite that, I could notice flashes of concern.

"What?"

Ask, now with your head out of the glass space.

"It's you, isn't it?, the one who wore that sexy dress at the MET"

"I… I'm sorry…?"

"Of course you were there! I wouldn't forget a face as pretty as yours." I could feel the heat and redness rising up my neck and settling on my cheeks, causing Daphne's brown eyes to take on a different glow. You know, the party where I supposedly dropped the famous necklace…”

“ 'Supposedly'? What do you mean 'supposedly'?”

“It turns out that… the necklace found was fake; the actual necklace hasn't turned up, so a private investigator is helping to find it.” Damn. Debbie promised that it was almost impossible to use an investigator for this. Damn "The investigator has as a major suspect a certain Debbie Ocean… and he told me that even though she has a perfect alibi, he still maintains her as the main suspect" I felt the muscles in my neck and shoulders tense, it even felt like a metal ball was falling. It will start to form in my esophagus and try to go down. "I guess you don't have anything to do with that Debbie girl, do you, sweetie?" just as I was about to open my mouth to answer her question, she spoke again "wait, isn't that the blonde you shared a few drinks with at the party?"

She raised her eyebrows, putting my body between a rock and a hard place; because, not only was she one of the most beautiful women in the world, I now realized, she was one of the most intelligent women in the world. She already knew it, and I couldn't hide it

"Good morning Miss Kluger, can we help you with something?"

My boss had come to our place, screaming with her eyes to get back to work

"Yes, I would like to buy the blouse that your employee models" Both pairs of eyes fell on my blouse "And if it comes with the model, it would be a thousand times better"

She winked again, causing the blush to intensify on my cheeks.

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The sound that the doors made when opening made us all stop doing our activities, only to pay attention to the beautiful actress who had just entered Lou's place.

"You guys are FUCKED"

She spoke while walking towards us, sitting in the chair that was in front of me.

"Sorry?" Tammy asked. "How did you get here?"

"We invite her" Lou spoke

they were all silent

“Chilly,” Daphne remarked at the glances given by the rest of the group, “what about, 'Hi Daph, welcome to the team. Let's not all high five at once.'”

“Discovered Y/N” was Debbie's turn

"What?!" they all shouted

“Y/N…how did you let her find you out?”

"I…"

"She didn't do anything," Daphne defended me. “I'm just not the typical dumb Hollywood actress”

“Miss Kluger, here, figured out the move from the start; only that its common thread was Y/N”

"Of course, not to mention that discreet is not a word I would use to describe them."

They all remained silent, looking at each other trying to understand the situation, while bitch Constance the time out to see the cards of the others. Damn cheating bitch.

"Not to mention that the private investigator is about to check each one of you asses"

"Investigator?" asked Rose scared

"That was not in the plan" Amita spoke

“That's why Miss Kluger is here. She herself offered to help us."

"Why would you help a group of criminals?" question Tammy

“Are you an only child?” I asked causing giggles

"Well, I don't have many friends, and book clubs are stupidly boring."

"So… you decided to help criminals because you don't have any friends?"

"Yep, she is definitely an only child" spoke Eight Ball

"Okay, ladies, with this done, I think we can continue" Lou spoke.

Of course, I knew Lou very well, and I knew that she considered herself the queen of the UNO, so, I wanted to embarrass ourselves.

Lou, Eight Ball, Constance and I played UNO, while Debbie and Tammy talked in the kitchen, serving up a few slices of pizza, just as Amita and Rose talked about some designers, leaving Daphne alone.

Knowing that having Lou, a master of the game and a cheating bitch like Constance; I put the game down and got up, walking to the front to return to sit next to Daphne.

"Hello" I greeted as I raised my hand, squeezing hers in a warm squeeze "I'm Y/N"

"Wow, I'm glad to name a pretty face like yours."

How was it so easy for her to make me blush?

"Well, I'm glad to put a cute personality on a not-so-simple, pretty face."

It was her turn to blush

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Lou dropped her game a bit and stood up next to Debbie and Tammy, putting an arm around Debbie's shoulders.

"Okay, how much do you bet those two are going to end up dating?" with her chin she pointed to the figure of Y/N and Daphne, who were getting closer and closer

“Dating?, I bet my life Y/N is already planning their wedding,” Tammy teased.

"She even knows where her honeymoon is going to be," Debbie continued, giving Lou a kiss on the cheek.

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nclgsticore · 9 months

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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐥𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

'𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝟖' 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Summary: Daphne comes home to her workaholic yet babyish wife, knowing she needs more than just a simple cuddle and comfort

Warnings: Breastfeeding (R!receiving), Mommy!Daphne, Little!Reader, comfort, it's literally just fluff💀

Daphne's POV

"Baby I'm homeeeeee!!!!" I shout out for y/n, feeling weird why she's not here squeezing me to death because she always does that. I walked upstairs and tried to look for y/n in our bedroom, but I only saw our 1-year-old son, Theo sleeping in the cot, hugging his little teddy bear. I walked out of the room, turning the dimmed light on to let some light for the little babe before closing the door.

"Where the hell is she?" I mumbled to myself then I remembered that I haven't checked the study room where she loves to sit. I walked closer and heard her humming. I popped my head a bit and saw her with the headphones on and she's like working on her work.

"This woman-" I walked in and clicked the light a few times, letting it flicked a few times to tell y/n someone is here before she turns to me, smiling from ear to ear before jumping from her chair, running to me and jumping into my arms.

"You're back!!!! I miss you!!!" She kissed my face, peppering kisses on every inch of skin of my face and kissed my lips happily. I smiled into the kiss, feeling happy seeing my wife again after a whole damn day on the set, filming a tv series.

"I miss you too cutie pie! Gosh!! You're so hyper!" I looked at her and she smiled like a little child, tugging onto my top while staring at my dress.

"Does the little baby need something from Mommy honey?" She nodded before trying to pull my shirt down since I'm wearing an off shoulder shirt to work today with white pants.

"Be patient darling, Mommy needs to sit down before you get your suckies, sweetie." She whined before I close the door, turning the lights off, leaving her laptop lights shining the dark room before sitting on the daybed, leaned my back against the wall and let y/n pull my shirt off.

She latched onto one of my boobs, breastfeeding me since I'm still producing milk after a year giving birth to Theo. I stroked her wavy hair off her face from interrupting her before staring at her little not so innocent face. I hugged her closer to me, twirling her beautiful curls between my fingers before humming her favourite song in her ears, calming her down.

"Tired honey?" She hummed and nodded slowly before sucking the other side too. I pulled the back of her shirt up and stroked her back slowly, feeling her sucking getting slower from time to time. I tried shaking her up but she has fallen asleep so I just pulled my shirt back up before lifting her up, holding her bum firmly before walking out the room towards our bedroom and laid her on the bed before walking back to her working room, turning her laptop off.

I got back to our room, took a shower and breastfed Theo before putting him back to sleep and get in bed with my wife, holding her before falling asleep.

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#daphne kluger x reader #daphne kluger #ocean's eight #fluff #fanfiction #comfort #anne hathaway #ocean's 8

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junior-stargazer-goke91 · 5 months

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Ocean's 8 (2018)

Director: Gary Ross

Cinematographer: Eigil Bryld

#cate blanchett #sandra bullock #ocean's 8 #debbie ocean #daphne kluger #ocean's eight

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blackacre13 · 9 months

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Debbie lap dance pt 2

Part One Linked above! Here's part two!

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

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

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

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

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

“One way to find out.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Debbie, Debbie, Debbie.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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starxcxboy · 8 months

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— Ocean's 8 (2018), directed by Gary Ross.

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incorrectoceanseightquotes · 1 year

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Daphne; “I can't relate to horror stories where it's like, "my wife started acting crazy, isn't that so scary?' Because I would support my wife, no matter what, I would love my crazy wife.”

#Incorrect quotes #Source: tumblr #Daphne Kluger #Daphne x Rose #oceans 8

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msdanvers · 1 year

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