#the devil wears prada au
Text
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
84 notes
·
View notes
Text
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
654 notes
·
View notes
Text
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
119 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Devil wears Prada au, detective Andy Sachs faces off Crime Queen Miranda Princhek
And then they kiss
741 notes
·
View notes
Note
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
130 notes
·
View notes
Text
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
87 notes
·
View notes
Note
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
73 notes
·
View notes
Text
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
247 notes
·
View notes
Text
'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
26 notes
·
View notes
Text
[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)
62 notes
·
View notes
Text
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
126 notes
·
View notes
Text
yeah, okay. how about a Parent Trap dreamling AU?
------------------
“I was hoping I’d find you out here.”
Hob only speaks once he’s mere feet from Dream, at the end of the pier. Dream surely had heard him approach, the damp, squeaky wood of the dock giving him away. But Dream hadn’t looked back.
He looks at Hob now, twisting his head just enough to watch as Hob carefully sits next to him with a grunt, unfolding his legs to let them drape over the edge and his shoes inches away from the surface of the water.
They say nothing for a while, staring straight ahead, out past the lake, the murky waters gentle and reflecting the clouds above, moving just enough in the soft breeze to reveal rays of the setting sun here and there.
This whole trip had been… interesting, to say the least. A weekend vacation at a resort gone completely haywire. Hob certainly hadn’t expected to see his ex-husband getting necked in the elevator by some well-dressed blond wearing sunglasses. Indoors.
The look on Dream’s face, as he and Hob made eye contact across the lobby, just before the elevator doors closed, had been hilarious though.
“Our sons.” Dream finally says with a hint of astonishment, his low voice barely disturbing the quiet.
Hob huffs out a laugh, closing his eyes and leaning back on his hands.
“Can’t believe they did this.”
Hob can sense Dream looking at him, and cracks an eye open to catch his gaze.
“No?”
Hob laughs again, shaking his head. Clearing it. From the deep blue of Dream’s eyes. Still as striking as ever, even weathered from age. Twelve years.
“He gets it from you, I hope you are aware.” Dream continues, affection in his tone.
Hob chuckles. “Perhaps the idea was Robyn. But the logistics?” Hob peeks over, side-eyeing Dream. “That’s all from you. That’s Orpheus”
A tiny smirk tugs on Dream’s lips and Hob finds his gaze fixed to the sight. It had been a long time since he’d seen Dream smile.
“You,” Hob starts again. “And your particularities.”
“You used to find them charming, I remember.” Dream looks down into the water, kicking his legs slightly. “Not as off-putting as my personality.”
“You were very prickly, back then.” Hob agrees with a laugh, feeling bold and bumping their shoulders. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.”
Dream goes quiet, as does Hob. Sitting in silence. Listening to the sounds of nature around them. The rustle of leaves, the sounds of birds singing, the lapping of the waves.
“They’re watching us, you know.” Dream speaks again.
Hob smiles. “I wouldn’t doubt it.”
Dream gives a long sigh, leaning forward and lacing his fingers together. Hob watches him, openly. Takes in the long form of Dream, the rolled up sleeves of his black button down, revealing creamy white forearms against equally black jeans, cuffed around the ankles. His shoes and socks are tucked next to him, and Hob wonders how often Dream lets his guard down like this now.
And Dream’s aged infuriatingly well, in his physical appearance. A little more filled out, still thin though. Like Hob could still wrap his entire body around him, embrace Dream and fit him against his chest, where he would fit best. He’s got maybe some lines on his forehead but otherwise…
“You look good, Dream.”
Dream looks sideways up at Hob before sitting up properly.
After an agonising silence, Dream sighs, his eyes moving, studying Hob.
“As do you.”
Hob licks his lips and tears his gaze away just as his eyes settle on Dream’s mouth. He clears his throat and speaks forward, forcing his thoughts out of the past.
“Robyn misses you.”
Dream laughs sadly. “He doesn’t even know me.”
He could know you, Hob thinks. “He talks about you though. He wonders… what you’re like.”
Dream sighs again, rolling his eyes upward.
“He’s been a handful this past week, pretending to be Orpheus. A menace.”
Hob laughs, pulling a hand through his hair.
“Sorry about that.
“He doesn’t like Cori.”
Hob feels a nerve twitch. Neither do I.
“Ah, Cori. That the bloke you were mackin’ on in the lift?”
Dream shoots him a pointed look and Hob smirks and winks. “Nice looking fellow– I’m assuming. Couldn’t see his face with those sunglasses.”
“He’s just a fling.”
“Ah.”
The silence between them is heavy now, turning awkward. Hob takes a sharp breath through his teeth, changing his tone to be playful.
“At your age?”
“Shut up.” Dream shoves Hob and his smile is blinding.
Hob laughs and it catches Dream, who is giggling now behind his hand and something in Hob’s chest lurches. Lodges in his throat. He looks at Dream, just them, alone and his heart is suddenly screaming with regret.
There’s an ache to touch. To feel Dream’s hands on him again, to hear his laugh, to earn his hard-won smiles. Hob wonders how much Dream had changed, if he still likes the same things. If he still takes his tea with far too much cream and sugar. If he’s still enamoured by thunderstorms, dragging Hob outside to feel the rain on his skin, laughing hysterically as a bolt of lightning would crackle and shake the earth and getting pulled back inside by Hob, who would kiss him stupid afterwards, wet and smiling.
They had both been so young when they’d married. The fights had been small but constant. Little things that bubbled up into nonsense. And they hadn’t been ready for kids. But it felt like the natural next step. Their surrogate having twins was a shock for both of them.
But they had loved Orpheus and Robyn. Unfortunately it wasn’t enough to keep them together.
Funny how, now that the boys had found each other, they were the ones pushing them back together.
[part two!]
#dreamling#hob x dream#oh no another one#somebody hold me back lmao#this came out of nowhere#i was browsing the 90s films selection on hulu tho#and this idea slammed into my brain#absolutely surprised i havent seen this yet#has it been done??#my writing#unedited this is just an idea...#like my devil wears prada au lol#dreamling parent trap au
304 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Being a homosexual for The Devil Wears Prada Vigilante AU
408 notes
·
View notes
Text
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
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
i don't think anyone understands how badly i need a devil wears prada meddison au. i don't even necessarily need to be the one to write it but it FITS. devil (miranda) vs satan (addison) and surgical intern (meredith) vs second assistant (andrea) like uhh. how has no one done anything like this in the 15ish years since? i have no idea
#why does meddison fit every dynamic. i'm going to explode#meddison#devil wears prada#dwp au#?? new tag#grey's anatomy#thea talks
11 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
daintyblackberri
Everytime I Come in the Kitchen,You in the Kitchen
fae-redux
i cant swim
motivationgrid01-blog
Untitled
angelica64
Angelica_nothing_else
quiet-introspect
Quiet-Introspect