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The Devil Wears Prada AU where Dream manages to get a job working for THE top fashion magazine, as assistant to the editor-in-chief, Lucifer Morningstar. Who works him to the bone.
And Hob of course is his boyfriend, and a sous-chef. But unlike the film, they actually have a very healthy and compatible relationship. And Hob is always super duper supportive of his boyfriend.
They had met in college. Dream was the loner, quiet type who always had his nose in a book and always dressed for comfort, hoodies and sweats. All day every day. All of Dream’s friends are actually Hob’s friends, because he pulls people in like a magnet. And they get looks all the time going out, because they just radiate such opposing auras (Dream in his thick eyeliner, black-on-black attire, uncombed hair and Hob still bright and smiling and colorful despite working 10-12 hour shifts on a cramped line in one of NYC’s busiest kitchens).
Now Dream is coming home to their meager 600 sq ft apartment in tailored suits that accentuate his crazy long legs, shiny shoes with a bit of heel, and pops of color and Hob feels like he’s falling in love all over again. Dream has started putting more effort in to his overall appearance not just with clothes, but with his hair and makeup as well, subtle, professional, and fucking sexy as hell. It’s in the way Dream carries himself now, too. No longer slouching or hiding away from the group at parties or dinner dates, but tall and regal and so full of confidence it just makes Hob beam with pride. Like, that’s my boyfriend. That’s mine. That tall, dark, well spoken man is fucking me senseless every night and I wear his bruises and bites without shame.
Dream is worried his new job is too demanding and is taking away time from them but Hob asks if he’s happy. It's hard work, and it kind of sucks… but yeah, Dream loves it. Then Hob says he supports him. When Dream can’t make it to Hob’s birthday party, he sends a quick text to Hob explaining why he’s missing out, but that he’ll make it up to him. It bums Hob out but he knows how well Dream is thriving in this new job. He’s clawed his way up through the shittiest of situations and is truly making a name for himself. So Hob doesn’t let Dream’s absence sour the mood.
And Dream does make it up to Hob. He takes them out to the cafe they’d first met in the West Village. They walk through a park and Dream takes his hand and pulls him off somewhere secluded and presses their foreheads together and tells Hob how much he loves him. How much he’s appreciated his unwavering support and love. He leans in to brush his lips along Hob’s ear and, with a voice quiet and soft as satin, he asks Hob,
“If I were to propose to you right now, would you say yes?”
And Hob feels a lump in his throat and his heart crashing against his ribs and laughs and says,
“Yeah, I would.”
But Dream pulls back, a glint in his eyes and a secretive smile on his lips and Hob suddenly just wants. He pulls Dream down into a kiss that begs and pleads for mercy, biting and licking and damn near sobbing with it. It’s a miracle they’re able to call a cab to get home before Dream drops to his knees in broad daylight to suck Hob dry.
And when Dream gets that gig in Paris, Hob has a congratulatory party waiting for him when he returns. And manages to get down on one knee in front of all their friends and ask Dream to marry him.
Henceforth they are known as the “Power Couple.”
#dreamling#hob x dream#devil wears prada au#been marinating on this au for weeks now#but can't seem to properly write it#so have this instead#my writing
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The Devil Wears Prada
#sukizula#devil wears prada au#and fashion doodles in general#suki#azula#katara#toph beifong#sokka#aang#zuko#avatar the last airbender#atla#azuki
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The Devil Wears Prada AU part 2 requested by Anon ✨
#the sandman#sandman#morpheus#dream the endless#hob gadling#dreamling#dream of the endless#lucienne#lucifer#lucifer morningstar#devil wears prada au#designtheendlessart
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All the credits to @zombiekittiez for having a goated mindddd
#chieffeen#femeslash#devil wears prada au#ace attorney#my art#miles edgeworth#phoenix wright#feenie#Feenie you're Balenciaga#Don't be ridiculous Feenie#everybody wants this
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uhhhh some unfiltered devil wears prada!amangela thoughts under the cut bc i dont know if i have the time to write a fic about them yet. so spoilers i guess idk
classic enemies/annoyances-to-lovers bby
i dont think im fully gonna base it on devil wears prada i think it’s probably a mix of that + the proposal in a general ‘boss-and-personal-assistant’ au
do i wanna make this realistic (aka forbidden relationship/we’re not allowed to act on our feelings bc it’s against workplace policy.) hm.
amanda as the cold/stern editor-in-chief of a culture magazine and angela as her fourth assistant of the quarter (all three quit bc of the pressure)
angela’s determined to stay even though she doesn’t have a lot of professional experience. amanda (initially) couldnt care less about her/dismisses her entirely
((amanda has reasons as to why she’s so aloof & hard to read)) ((yes it involves her past as an intern/secretary/personal assistant))
angela’s pissed at her bc she’s basically a glorified runner & is given these impossible tasks. amanda’s irritated at the fact that the personal assistant to the editor-in-chief is basically a newborn baby deer learning how to walk. she doesn’t have time teaching someone the ins and outs of the fashion industry
i think the moment where their own facades crumble is when its new york fashion week and amanda’s swamped with work so she’s still at the office even though its late. its the first time angela sees her not-put-together so she stays with her out of a sense of solidarity. smth smth angela realizes the immense pressure amanda’s in smth smth amanda lets herself be vulnerable
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Okay. Okay.
It's a Devil Wears Prada kind of Saturday morning. So....
Kara as Andy, for sure.
The real question is.... Lena as Miranda or Lena as Emily Blunt?
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…Devil Wears Prada AU…
(Enjolras takes a job as an assistant on Capitol Hill to a notorious nightmare of a Senator. He’s determined to keep his borderline anarchist tendencies but along the way gets dragged into the world of back room dealings with lobbyists, Brooks Brothers suits, and absolute pettiness among the Nation’s supposed leaders. His friends and especially his boyfriend start to question if he’s the same man they knew, and things come to a head when Enjolras blows off Grantaire’s art show opening for the White House Correspondents Dinner, followed by a CODEL trip abroad that leaves Enjolras wondering just when he started compromising all of his progressive values…)
#exr#enjolras#grantaire#fic I won’t be writing#but seriously I checked on AO3 how has this not already been written???#someone? anyone? Bueller?#devil wears Prada AU
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Chapter XIV of Cut from a Different Cloth
Summary:
Victor changes his mind.
(Love, Victor Devil Wears Prada AU/crossover; Venji enemies/rivals to lovers/endgame; see chapter note for warnings. Proceed with caution.)
#venji#love victor#venji fic#love victor fic#venji fanfic#love victor fanfic#venji fanfiction#love victor fanfiction#devil wears prada au
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Devil wears Prada au, detective Andy Sachs faces off Crime Queen Miranda Princhek
And then they kiss
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for the modern au, what do you think each of the boy’s favorite movies would be? I’ve been thinking about how Vasco might enjoy something like the Princess Bride or LadyHawke, all the sword fighting and not letting anything stand in the way of true love seems right up his alley but I could be totally wrong!
I've never seen Princess Bride actually, and I'm beginning to think that it might be a pretty significant hole in my movie knowledge. First time I've heard of Ladyhawke. But if there's sword fights and true love, I can see him being into that.
I haven't fully figured out their tastes but I have a few hunches. Coen brothers give me Vasco feelings, he'd like The Big Lebowski and The Ballad of Buster Scruggs. He might enjoy an occasional Tarantino, classic Pulp Fiction maybe. And he would like westerns but the tragic ones would make him feel a little blue.
Machete would probably gravitate towards something like Bergman's The Seventh Seal or Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut. He'd be into historical dramas and biopics, but be obnoxiously picky about them. Out of contemporary directors he'd probably get a kick out of Christopher Nolan.
I think it would be nice if they mostly enjoyed similar movies, or at least didn't hate each other's favorites. Vasco wouldn't get Machete's weird and brooding art films and Machete wouldn't find Vasco's "so bad it's good" picks that funny. I'm not an active fan of many things but I like Wes Anderson, so I'm just going to decree that they share my love for his work as well.
#in secret they would occasionally watch a romantic comedy together#Machete gets compared to Miranda Priestly sometimes so maybe he'd vibe with Devil Wears Prada#is Groundhog Day a romantic comedy? seems like something Vasco has seen a dozen times#answered#anonymous#modern au#started to think what these movies would look like if the actors were dogs
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Don't mind me....
I'm just waiting for any author to write a Mirandy fanfic with Andy having this hairstyle.
#mirandy#andrea sachs#miranda priestly#Gosh my fyp showing an edit of her in Eileen just mwah#the devil wears prada#She just look so hot in that hairstyle#It could be any trope#time travel au#Lawyer Andy#It could be like Alexandra Saxton or Dreya Goldman
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i was ready to leave this be but then @designtheendless made this gorgeous art so of course i had to write a bit more The Devil Wears Prada AU:
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Dream invites Hob as a plus-one to a fashion event. Hob is ecstatic to get a glimpse into the fast-paced, cut-throat industry that Dream has nudged his way into. He warns Hob that Morningstar might drag him away at any given moment and he’d be left alone, is that alright? Hob shrugs and can’t say he minds. If he gets free food and booze out of it, he’ll gladly wander around for a bit.
And for the first time in Hob’s life, he gets dolled up. Really dressing the part of a fashion mogul’s partner. Dream takes him out, using the money from a bonus in his salary to surprise Hob by taking him to a tailor. Hob wonders why none of his usual blazer and pants combo wouldn’t work and tries not to get offended at the way Dream scrunches up his nose and refuses to answer him.
“Every man should have a tailored suit in their wardrobe,” Dream explains while Hob stands on the short platform and the seamstress takes his measurements. “A perfect fit is the raison d’être of custom suits.”
Hob swallows at the perfect French slipping past Dream’s lips. He had only been in Paris for a couple weeks yet he was already name-dropping influential French designers, recalling conversations he’d had with them in stories he’d recant to Hob in an accent that Hob never knew Dream could pull off. Or that he’d be so enticed by.
“I’ll never get the chance to wear this again, you know,” Hob smiled, a little self-deprecating. Working as a chef hardly afforded Hob time to dress up. And it wasn’t like he ever went anywhere fancy enough for such effort. “After the party, it’s just gonna sit in my closet forever.”
“We’ll make use of it…” Dream says softly, standing up as the seamstress steps away to grab something.
Dream takes up Hob’s arm, fingers trailing down the length of it, covered in a deep blue fabric that probably costs more than their monthly rent and Hob’s eyes never leave Dream as he inspects the pins and cuffs.
“A custom suit,” Dream starts again, dropping Hob’s arm and moving on to the front of the jacket, caressing the lapels. “Is designed to highlight the best features of its wearer. Bespoke tailoring is an art form, and you are the perfect canvas.”
Hob looks down at Dream, standing on the platform gives the illusion of added height, and Dream raises his eyes to look upon him. Hob tries very hard not to dive too deep into Dream’s blue eyes, tries not to get lost in the crystal clear sea of emotions, the way he could drown in them.
“And what are my best features?” Hob grins, raising an eyebrow, challenging.
Dream chuckles, tugging at the jacket. His eyes never leave Hob’s, even as the tailor returns.
“I’ll tell you later.”
There are a lot of big names and top designers at the event and Hob hasn’t a clue who any of them are, but he listens and nods when Dream points them out. He shakes hands with professional photographers and runway models and designers that Hob kind of recognizes but not really. He’s too busy marveling at the immaculate decor, the flowy dresses, and the free champagne.
Dream, as warned, leaves his side constantly. But Hob has perfected the art of fake-it-til-you-make-it and smiles cheerily and engages in simple chit chat where he lets the other person do all the talking and nods along enthusiastically. He tugs on the sleeves on his jacket, amazed how a well-fitted suit can feel like wearing nothing at all. The fabric is also high quality, buttery soft to the touch and moving along his skin with every step like a gentle hug. He feels a little like a poser, but after a few drinks in him, settles more into the mindset of a party crasher.
After about an hour of missing Dream, Hob goes looking for him. Weaving and winding through the crowd, finding Morningstar on a few occasions and blatantly ignoring her, especially as he doesn’t see Dream with her.
Hob finds a back entrance that’s all glass and slips through into the cool evening air and hears Dream’s unmistakable deep tenor, talking with someone privately.
And as Hob approaches, he notes the distinct agitation in Dream’s tone.
“... truly tired of finding you everywhere I go, Christian.” Dream sighs disdainfully.
“You should be in print,” another voice– Christian, speaks quickly, laying on the charm heavily. “I see the way Morningstar treats you.”
“They treat me fine. You, on the other hand–”
“I’d treat you so well, Dream.”
Hob finally rounds a corner and finds Dream leaning back against a wall of the mansion, holding a champagne flute that no longer has anything in it between them, as if using it as a barrier. Christian is leaning just a hair too close in Dream’s space and at the sight of it, Hob nearly sees red.
“Hey, Dream. I’ve been looking for you.”
Dream turns his head and at the sight of Hob, his face relaxes immediately. The impatient, frustrated look in his eyes, the furrowed brow, vanishing in relief.
Hob isn’t a jealous guy, and he knows it isn’t jealousy that he feels rushing through his veins. It’s possession. It’s some kind of embarrassing animal instinct to claim and parade about how that’s mine, back off.
So the way he slips next to Dream, getting an arm around his waist and pulling him into a kiss that absolutely doesn’t need to be as lascivious and biting as it is, feels both appropriate and completely unnecessary.
But the way Dream melts at the slip of Hob’s tongue, the way he’s kissing back, using his free hand to knot into the expensive fabric of his button down and pull, keeping him close, wipes Hob’s brain clean and nearly forgets why he’s doing this… until Christian clearing his throat makes its way past Hob’s ears.
They detach with a wet gasp and the way Dream chuckles, a low rumble that shoots straight through Hob’s chest and down to his crotch, makes Hob go back for another, and another. Lips only and chaste, but Dream still leans back respectably, turning his head to address the man before them with a sly grin as Hob nuzzles his way instead up his jaw and behind his ear.
“Christian, this is my fiance, Robert Gadling.”
“Uh, hi.” Christian bites out and Hob turns his head just enough to stare him down. “Didn’t know you were engaged.”
“You did.” Dream insists, extending his arm and pushing the empty glass into Christian’s fumbling hand. “You can leave, now.”
With a barely restrained sigh of “whatever,” Christian goes, shaking his head as he does and Dream takes Hob’s face in both his hands, bringing his attention forward.
“Sorry,” Hob cracks a grin. “I know you’re trying to network and he might’ve been some hotshot guy–”
“He was no one,” Dream interjects, his fingers getting in Hob’s gelled and combed back hair and pulling it. “And that was very hot. Thank you for saving me.”
“Anytime,” Hob laughs and Dream pulls him in to taste it.
#dreamling#hob x dream#devil wears prada au#featuring possessive Hob#as a treat#my writing#still not turning this into a real fic#but maybe i'll continue doing lil snippets like this hahha
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GASP the ceo au somehow gave me the devil wears prada vibes!! but like if meryl streep and anne hathaway switched personalities lol
oh my god what a PERFECT synopsis 😂😂
#ask a rat#ceo au#i’m a devil wears prada fanboy#adore that film#need to read the book one day#time for a rewatch teehee
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'The Deal'
Mirandy!Batman AU strike a deal. Andrea Sachs will help Miranda Priestly get rid of her powers in a humane way if Miranda agrees to serve time in Arkham for her crimes.
#mirandy#the devil wears prada#mirandy!batman au#andrea sachs#dwp#fanart#miranda priestly#sketchbook#mr freeze#batwoman
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[the band cerulean!au]
Interviewer: What’s the worst state you’ve toured in?
Serena: The depressive state.
Andy: Depression as well.
Doug: Definitely depression.
#the devil wears prada#incorrect quotes#incorrect dwp quotes#serena (dwp)#andy sachs#doug (dwp)#the band cerulean!au#bassist!serena#guitarist/vocalist!andy#drummer!doug#source: patrick stump (insp)
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Magazine cover (and unedited version) for the "make-it-or-break-it" article about the ruthless editor-in-chief Maxim Horvath, but what is the story behind it? 👀 find out more from @chrism02's iconic Devil Wears Prada AU fic called "The Devil Wears Armani"
#just about one of the first fics i read from Chris that i fell in love with#alfred molina#maxim horvath#maxim horvath x reader#the devil wears prada au#the sorcerer's apprentice#fanart#character design#art
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