#lou miller x debbie ocean x reader

[sapphicforsarahh]

best hands i’ve ever seen pt.3

word count: 2.5k

warnings: smut, top!loubbie x bottom!femreader, strap-on, blowjobs (L receiving), degradation (R receiving), praise (R receiving), mommy kink (debbie), daddy kink (lou)

synopsis: Reader walks in on Loubbie and is encouraged to join.

A/N: this is the final part of the series, I hope that you enjoy!

part 1, part 2

The night goes on. You, Debbie and Lou have a couple more drinks before calling it time to go to bed. It was reaching 11:30pm after all. Debbie stood at the sink and washed the used whiskey tumblers whilst Lou directed you up the stairs to the spare room. "Just here honey," she points to the decorated but uninhabited room. "If you need us, we're just next door," she smiled and pointed to her bedroom, which was, quite literally, next door.

You thank her again and go into the room and settle down. You rummaged around the drawers until you found a charger and plugged it into a free socket, and plugged your phone in. Aimlessly scrolling through social media, you remembered that you needed some night clothes. Throwing the phone on the bed, you looked through the drawers in the room to try and find an oversized t-shirt or anything remotely similar which you could wear to bed, but you were out of look. I'll just knock on their door, see if they have anything that I could wear. Afterall, sleeping in jeans and a shirt isn't exactly ideal for sleeping in.

Quietly, you opened your door and approached Lou and Debbie's room. Their door was slightly ajar and that's when you heard something. Quiet breathy sighs were filling the room, and a muffled slapping sound could be heard. What on earth? Should I leave and just sleep naked or should I knoc-? "Y/N?", you hear the Australian speak. You have to face them now, you've been caught practically spying on them!

"Uh yeah?", you nervously reply, not wanting to enter the room. "Come in here for a second," Lou spoke. A nervous sigh left your lips as the door was pushed open. Holy shit.

Debbie was sitting in Lou's lap, naked. Lou not so much, she still had her shirt on, however buttons had been undone and her black, lacy bra was peeking through. Thankfully, the duvet covered their lower halves, but it wasn't hard to imagine what was happening underneath.

"Is there anything that we can help you with?", Lou asked, a smirk plastered on her face. "I uh, was going to ask if you had a spare shirt or pajamas which I could wear," you found it hard to look at either of them, so you opted for the wall. Debbie found that cute. "Sure, that drawer over there," Debbie pointed to a cabinet which had an arrangement of aftershaves, scarves and piles of expensive jewellery on it. It could only be Lou's.

Timidly, you walk over to the drawer, knowing that both of the women were staring at you. Quickly, just grab a shirt from the top of the pile and leave immediately. God this is so embarrassing!

You politely close the drawer, murmur a 'thank you' and head for the door. "Why don't you join us?", Debbie's sweet but teasing voice filled the room. You stop, considering it, and turned around. Lou's looking at you with a smug grin, her hands now wrapped around Debbie's waist; Debbie's turned around and looks at you with hopeful eyes. "Okay," you decide.

"Come here then," Lou orders and taps the side of the bed next to her, so you're facing Debbie. You obey, obviously and climb on the bed. You could've moaned when you saw Debbie's naked chest this close, her breasts looked so perfect in the dim-light of the room. "Want to help me make her cum?", she asks, nonchalantly, as if it was a casual thing to just ask. You did, of course you did, but you had no experience. "I don't know how," you mumble, slightly embarrassed. Both women let an audible awe, in sympathy.

"You've never pleasured a woman before?", Debbie asks, placing her hand on your clothed knee. You nodded, red faced. "I'll teach you honey don't worry," Lou reassures, before kissing your temple. "Before we start though, can you take your clothes off for us? We both want to see your perfect body," Lou asks, already tugging at your shirt. Nodding, willing to do anything to please the older women, you pull your shirt off in one quick motion, then your jeans, your bra and panties, and throw them carelessly to the floor. "There we go, that's more like it," Debbie almost moans at the sight of you.

Lou reverts her attention back to her wife, and pulls the duvet down so that you can see what's going on. A large strap-on was attached at Lou's waist and was deep inside of her partner. You let a moan slip out your mouth when you saw it. "So cute," Lou comments, placing her large hands back onto Debbie's small hips.

"Y/N, could you touch her clit? Start rubbing it in circles, nice and slow," Lou orders, waiting to see if you'll do just as she says. And you do, eager to please her. Your thumb rubbing small circles right on Debbie's clit. "Just like that," she praises. You notice that Debbie's hips are now beginning to grind down into Lou's strap, letting it hit deeper than before. You look up at her face, her lip tucked under her top teeth, brows furrowed in concentration, and eyes clamped shut.

"Ride me a bit faster baby, does that feel good? Hm?", Lou mimicked the needy whines that Debbie was releasing. Her finger went under her chin to lift it to look at her in the eyes whilst her strap was hitting her g-spot. All she could do was nod. You continue your actions, desperate to see this beautiful woman cum.

"Y/N, you're doing such a good job helping me. Could you go a little bit faster? Same technique, just speed it up," Lou demanded, noticing that Debbie's orgasm was promptly approaching. You nod and speed up your movement, only causing Debbie to groan louder and grind her hips down faster. "There you go honey, you almost there hm? You gonna cum for me and Y/N, put a show on for us?", Lou teases her, thrusting her hips upwards into her wife so she feels more. "Mhm! I'm so close Lou, I want to cum for you," Debbie whimpers pathetically.

"Cum for me Debs," Lou finally allows, your thumb still circling. You feel her clit twitch as she came, it felt so good. Her thrusts slow down and she catches her breath, leaning forwards and kissing Lou messily. "You were so good for us, you did a good job of showing our guest who's in control here," Lou smirked. Debbie couldn't answer, she just pulled herself off Lou's strap and lay down next to her, totally exhausted from her previous activity.

You stare down at the strap. It was a shimmering purple, large, around 7 inches and covered in Debbie's cum. "You going to clean it?", Lou asked. You could only nod, worried that if you said something that you would moan. Quickly, you crawled between Lou's legs and prepared yourself to suck her clean. Before doing so, you looked up at Lou for approval. She nods and waits for you to move your head down. First, a slow and nervous lick was given to the tip of the strap.

Fuck, it was still warm from being inside Debbie. Her cum tasted so good, you couldn't get enough. Soon enough, your mouth has wrapped around the tip fully, and your head began bobbing. "There you go, keep going honey," Lou encouraged. You felt brave enough to try and take it deeper, so you did. About half down, you felt it hit the back of your throat and you pulled back up. You went back down again faster and repeated your actions, slurping as you went.

Lou's large hand had reached your head now, grabbing your hair and pushing you down onto it. "God, you're such a good girl aren't you? Eager to please, ready to clean mommy's cum off of daddy's strap. You're taking me so fucking well darling," Lou praised you, which caused a whiny moan to leave you. After a few more minutes, Lou thought that your cleaning was sufficient. Her tight grip on your hair pulled your mouth off the strap. Your face was a mess: spit dripping down your chin and sides of your mouth, cheeks flushed, pupils blown wide and hair disheveled from Lou's rough hands.

You heard Debbie say, "She's so pretty when you make a mess of her." You moaned from the way that she talked about you, as if you weren't right in front of her. "Isn't she just," Lou agreed. "Have I done a good job daddy?", you ask, hoping for a positive reaction. "Such a good job, it's about time we give you a reward isn't it baby?" Lou smirks, finally letting go of your hair. You nod eagerly, wanting nothing but to cum.

You watch Debbie as she sits up, her back against the pillows and she spreads her legs. "Sit between mommy's legs," Debbie asks. You enthusiastically climb over and sit in-between them, your back against her bare chest, feeling her nipples harden at the contact. "You're doing so so good for us honey," Lou praises again, kneeling in front of you. "Spread your legs for me," she orders, her hands adjusting the strap so its tight against her waist. You do as your told, but nervously so. Slowly, you spread your legs, embarrassed at how wet you were probably were from watching Debbie cum and sucking Lou off.

Lou looks down at the glistening sight before her. Two of her fingers go down to swipe some pre-cum from you. She chuckled as she lifted them to the light and put them in between Debbie's lips. "Sweet?", she asks her partner. Debbie only nods in response. The suspense was killing you. All you needed was Lou's strap inside you, now. And both of them could tell. By the way that you were looking at Lou, all submissively and how quickly your chest was rising and falling.

"Is there something that you want sweet thing?", Debbie whispers in your ear with a sultry tone, her hands going to your breasts to massage them. You nod, not strong enough to form an answer. "Well? What is it?" Lou asks, coming closer to you, her hands now resting on your knees. "P-please," you begin. "Please make me feel good," you managed.

"There you go," Lou lines her strap with your pussy, but doesn't put it in yet. Instead, she rubs the strap against your entrance, gathering your wetness, and spreading across your lips. "Baby you're soaked, almost dripping onto the mattress infact," Lou almost chuckled. Your cheeks flushed instantly at the humiliation of it all. You try to hide your face in the crook of Debbie's neck, but she just moves it right back, so you have to keep looking forwards at Lou.

After what seemed hours of Lou teasing the outside of your pussy, she lines her tip with your entrance. You look down, wondering how something that big will fit inside. Instead, Lou's finger lifts your chin up, making sure that you're looking at her when she slips slips inside of you. "I don't know if it'll fit," you state nervously. Lou laughed, "don't worry about that, daddy will make it fit."

You feel the strap begin to stretch you out, a feeling that was too good to even imagine. "Oh shit," you moan, feeling Lou go deeper and deeper. "Just like that," Debbie groans, watching the object penetrate you. The feeling of the stretch was unlike anything you'd ever felt. "Fuck, you're so tight," Lou sighed.

After being careful to not hurt you, Lou finally got the whole strap into you. "You look so pretty baby, full of daddy's strap," Debbie comments, her hands still massaging your breasts, sometimes pinching your nipples. "Can I move?" Lou asks, waiting for you to adjust to the feeling. "Yes, please daddy," you weakly mewl. She smiles before slowly sliding the strap in and out of you.

The sound of your wetness was growing louder and louder as Lou sped up her thrusts. Her hands moved to your hips, to stop them from moving and so she can push you further into the bed. The feeling was almost overwhelming due to how good it felt. "You're doing so good for us sweetheart, taking daddy's strap deep," Debbie purred in your ear. "That's right, who knew an innocent thing like you would be such a slut from daddy's cock hm?", Lou added, thrusting harder now, her hips slapping against your own. You moaned from her words.

"Oh does our girl like a bit of degradation hm?", Debbie asked, and you shyly hid again. "None of that pretty girl, I want to see your face when I make you a little slut for me. Your eyes rolling back into your head as I fuck this perfect pussy," Lou adds. Even Debbie could cum from the way that her wife was talking to you. All you could do was nod, as what she was saying was true after all.

"I'm going to cum," you pant, your hips beginning to wildly buck. "Not until you've asked us both for permission", Lou states. You nod and ask Debbie first, knowing that she'll give in easier. "Mommy, can I cum? Please?", you turn your head to look at her and give her pleading eyes. She nods. Now you need to persuade Lou. You turn your head back around, looking up at her through hooded eyes. "Daddy please let me cum," you beg. "Pathetic begging. You can do better than that can't you? Or are you just a mindless slut?", she scoffs, her thrusts hitting deeper. "No! Please daddy, I'll be so good for you. Please let me cum, let me be your little slut," you plead, needy whines escaping your lips.

"I suppose you have been good, isn't that right Debbie?", she makes eye contact with her wife. Debbie simply nods. You were so close, you were only seconds away from your orgasm. "Cum for us honey, show us how good you've been," Lou finally allows. It didn't take long for you to finish after you'd been given permission. Your orgasm washed over you like a wave, pleasure rippled through your body and caused your legs to shake. Lou continues her thrusts, more slowly and deeply, not wanting to cause you to overstimulate.

The effects of the orgasm eventually pass, leaving you exhausted and sandwiched between the two older women. "You did so well for us baby," Debbie praised, stroking your hair. "Thank you mommy," you murmured. Lou slowly took out the strap, and watched as cum poured out of you. "Fuck baby, you came so hard didn't you? Let me get a warm towel," she gets off the bed and goes to the bathroom. "Can I stay with you both tonight?" You ask. "Of course honey," she smiles down at you.

Lou comes back with a clean, warm, wet towel. "Let me gently clean you up, then we can go to bed. How does that sound?"

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kinktober day 9 — semi public sex w lou miller and debbie ocean — fem!reader

You loved seeing her like this. You know she was pissed, and it made you want to keep pushing until she snapped.

A woman had come up to you that night at Lou’s club. She’d sat down next to you when Debbie had gone to get you a drink, and when Debbie came back the silent war between the two of them had started, and possession of you was the goal.

You had no interest in the woman flirting with you — but it was so satisfying to see Debbie getting increasingly jealous. You knew all of the signs and she displayed every one of them. You knew Lou was around somewhere as well, and though you didn’t know where she was you knew that she knew everything that happened in her club, especially where you were concerned.

The woman beside you kept flirting, kept testing her luck, kept trying to touch you subtly. And you were getting slowly more tipsy, too, with the drinks she was buying you combined with the drinks Debbie was buying you.

Hands on your shoulders. You turned from where you sat at the bar and Lou was there, her hands sliding from your shoulders to your waist. She took in the situation, gaze flitting from you to Debbie to the woman beside you, and all at once she understood.

She pressed a kiss to your shoulder and any tension you were carrying released.

“Come on,” she whispered, and taking your hand she pulled you off the barstool. Debbie was close to follow, and soon the two of you were in the bathroom.

As soon as the door shut Lou was pushed against the door, Debbie pinning her against it and reaching over to lock it. Lou eyed her with a sort of subdued surprise — usually it was Debbie pinned, Lou in charge, but none of you were averse to the change.

“Took you long enough,” Debbie breathed, irritation obvious, jealousy staining her voice. “You should’ve seen the shit I had to put up with, sitting there waiting, while—”

Lou reversed their position effortlessly, pinning Debbie against the wall. “What, did you get jealous? Did you really think I would let that woman steal our girl?”

Debbie didn’t respond, her head tipping back against the door as Lou’s lips ghosted over her neck.

You wanted to help, you wanted to touch, but you knew you were in deep enough trouble as it was and moving at all from where you stood would only make it worse.

“If you think you can fuck her so much better than anyone else,” Lou said, speaking to Debbie but turning to look briefly at you, “then show us.”

Before you could register what was happening Debbie was pinning you against the bathroom sinks, her lips crashing into yours and her leg positioning between yours. You moaned against her mouth, gasping when her hand weaved into your hair and pulled so that your head snapped back and she gained access to your neck.

“So pretty,” she breathed, sucking bruises on your pulse point, and your breath hitched. “So gorgeous, and all mine.”

“Ours,” Lou rasped, coming up beside you and pulling you into a kiss while Debbie continued to work at your neck.

They flipped you over, bending you over the sinks. You moaned, eyes falling closed but opening when Debbie pulled your head up by your hair to make you look at her. You realized that this was why she hadn’t scared off the woman who had been flirting with you. She could have easily, but she didn’t because she wanted this, wanted to ruin you where everyone could see.

Breaking for a moment she leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Tell us to stop.”

“No,” you breathed, and satisfied she stood back up to her full height. She watched you in the mirror, her gaze meeting yours, and you shivered, eyes breaking away from her heavy stare.

“Who do you belong to?” Lou rasped, and you moaned breathily.

“You,” you said.

“Good girl,” Debbie cooed, and parting from you she adjusted her black dress.

You resisted a moan at the sight of her — for between her legs was your favorite strap, and you knew you were in for a long night.

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Yuanfen

Pairing: Lou Miller×Reader, Tammy×Reader (sister)

Word count: 1.338

Summary: You are madly in love with Lou but you know that your sister would disapprove.

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"How's it going Miller?" You slowly approached Lou and winked at her. "Very good. But I'd appreciated it if you wouldn't flirt with me." She took her coffee and left you standing there like an Idiot. She's done that a few times lately. Normally she would always flirt back but she somehow stopped that.

"So you like older women, huh?"

You nearly choked on your drink when Debbie said that. You were choughing helplessly, it was actually kind of embarrassing. You wanted to keep it safe that you liked older women, just in general women, and Lou but thanks to your stupid reaction you couldn't deny it anymore. Debbie was cry-laughing besides you. You shot her a death glare and she quickly got you a glass of water and patted you on the back.

You two sat down on the couch and when your breathing was back to normal Debbie gave you a questioning look. You hesitated and she added:"Or maybe one certain older woman?".

You figured by now it didn't matter, the secret was already revealed and served on a plate for Debbie.

"Well, yes I in general like older women. It's just always been like that. They always attracted me more than women my age. I don't know why. And yes I might have a slight crush on Lou."

Debbie started laughing again, "A slight crush? Come on (Y/n) You are crazy for that woman." You raised your eyebrow and then you remembered the way she treated you lately.

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore anyways."

"Why?"

"It's just, I don't know something is wrong with Lou. She's so cold to me lately. She doesn't flirt back anymore. She used to love that, it was our thing. Always flirting." Debbie looked at you understanding but before she could say anything more Tammy came down the stairs.

You tightly hugged Debbie and whispered something in her ear, so that Tammy couldn't hear it: "No word to my sister or I'll kill you!" With that you stood up and left.

You didn't want Tammy to find out, she's your older sister and has always been super protective over you. You loved her, of course. But you were old enough to make your own decision and take the consequences. You didn't need a nanny. Honestly it was quite annoying.

Later that day you were sitting in your room when you heard a knock. "Come in", you were sure it would be Debbie so you were quite surprised that Lou stepped in.

"Hey (Y/n), Debbie told me that we should maybe talk. So what's up?"

"Yeah, come in. You can sit down on the bed if you want." You pointed in that direction and put your phone away.

"So...I'm not quite sure how to say this. But I... Is something wrong? You’ve been so distant lately. That's not like you." You carefully looked up right at her and saw her looking...surprised.

"I didn't think you would notice that actually. I thought you probably didn't care." You raised an eyebrow quizzically.

"Lou, you were rather harsh with me. Of course I noticed. We always used to flirt and you just stopped. I really liked that and you." Your voice got quieter and quieter by the end. So quiet you didn't even think Lou heard you but when you looked up you saw her coming towards you. She kneeled down in front of you and took your hands in hers.

"Oh, Darling. I like you too. But come on, this can't work. Tammy would kill us both if she'd find out and she's probably right. I'm not good for you. You're so young still, you shouldn't be with a criminal. Also I'm way too old. Find someone young and beautiful and normal." She was surprised when you jumped up.

"I don't care, honestly why would I want someone normal? My sis is a criminal, all my best friends are criminals and I'm half one too. And I don't need my sister to protect me. I can take care of myself. Also find someone young and beautiful? Excuse me, you're the most beautiful woman ever. The age never mattered to me. I know that I like you. End of discussion." Lou slightly smiled. She stood up and came to you.

She gently took your face on her hands and pulled it towards her a bit. You closed your eyes and slowly felt her lips touching yours. It felt like heaven and you knew that that's everything you always wanted. Lou didn't need to know that you didn't just like her, but had a massive crush on her since you were like 12. Not yet at least.

Debbie knew directly. She saw you two coming out of your room after you talked and just smiled knowingly. If just Debbie was at home you didn't have to hide.

Originally the plan was to keep it that way but the two of you couldn't keep your hands off of each other. So eventually the others also found out. All of them except Tammy. If Tammy was there you all kept quite. You knew she had to find out some day, but you weren't keen on it.

One day, when everyone was there except for Tammy, who was bringing the kids to their dad, you all talked about how Lou and you got together. You still kept to yourself, that you liked her since you were 12 but you told them that you had liked her for some time.

"For some time? What do you mean by that?" Lou grinned at you and leaned over to kiss you. You still blushed, everytime she kissed you or flirted with you.

"Lou?! What are you doing with my sister?" You broke away from Lou, panic in your eyes. Tammy knew. She saw you. Shit. Suddenly confidence rushed over you. You were old enough, she didn't have to control you like that.

"We are dating." You looked at Tammy but you knew that everyone in the room was holding their breath.

Everyone loved Tammy, she was wonderful. But if it came to you, she could be quite scary. No one ever wanted to mess with her. Not even Debbie.

"No, your not."

"Yes, we are."

"I won't allow that. Couldn't you find someone normal? Not a criminal. Lou how could you?" Tammy approached Lou, you had never seen her this angry.

"How could she what? Love me, show me how beautiful I am every day, make me smile, make me happy? Do you really think I'm not old enough to decide who I date? I know you just want to protect me but you don't have to. I love Lou and I don't care that she's 20 years older or a criminal. You're a criminal. Debbie's a criminal. Hell, even I'm a criminal. If you didn't want me to be one, you shouldn't have let me grow up with them. I don't care if you'll allow it."  Everyone started at you now, not just Tammy.

"You love Lou?" You paniced. Did you say that? You had never said it before and you didn't plan on saying it in front of everyone in a fight with your sister.

"No...?" You looked at Lou, seeing her shocked face.

"You love me?" Didn't she know that? You thought it was pretty obvious.

"Of course I do. I did for ages. You're the most incredible person I have ever met. How could I have not fallen in love with you." You had never seen Lou cry before, until now. Well she didn't technically cry, but there were tears in her eyes. You kissed her. Softly. Your sister was still there.

"Ok, ok. I guess it's fine. But Lou," Tammy shot a warning glare at her, "if you'll ever hurt (Y/n) I'll kick your ass. Understood?" Lou nodded and gave you another kiss.

"Oh for gods sake, get a room. I still have to get used to this." Tammy wildly waved her hands at you two

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Baby It’s Cold Outside ~Claire Debella xFem Younger(20s)!CampaignAssistant!Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Sinking My Claws Into You ~Dark!Claire Debella xFem Younger!Wealthy!Reader

The Old Guard

Andromache the Scythian/Andy

The Jurassic Saga

Ellie Sattler

I Need You, Alan ~Ellie Sattler x Alan Grant (Grantler)

Alan Grant

I Need You, Alan ~Ellie Sattler x Alan Grant (Grantler)

Claire Dearing

Ocean’s 8

Lou Miller

Debbi Ocean

Tammy

Don’t Look Up

Brie Evantee

Janie Orlean

Law & Order: SVU

Olivia Benson Masterlist

Alexandra ‘Alex’ Cabot Masterlist

Casey Novak Masterlist

Elizabeth Donnelly Masterlist

Rita Calhoun Masterlist

Amanda Rollins

She’s Been to Hell And Back ~S13!Alex Cabot xFem Wife!Reader(feat. Casey, Rita, Liz, Liv, & Amanda)[MATURE]

Rafael Barba

Taking Care of My Girl ~Dom!Rafael Barba xFem Sub!Girlfriend!Reader

My Guardian Angel ~Broken!Rita Calhoun xFem Younger!Investigator!Reader (Liz Donnelly x Alex Cabot) feat. Rafael Barba & Olivia Benson

A Day at the Zoo ~Barson

Cruella

Baroness Van Hellman

Only Murders in the Building

Jan Bellows

The Good Wife/The Good Fight

Diane Lockhart

Doors Closing

Flux Gourmet

Jan Stevens

The Beekeeper

Jessica Danforth

Stranger Things

Joyce Byers

Doctor Who

Amy Pond

River Song

Homeland

Elizabeth Keane

In Her Time of Need

House of Cards

Heather Dunbar

Hannibal

Frederick Chilton

Elementary

Cassandra Walker

Joan Watson

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That’s all for now, ciao ciao lovelies! 💞💞

[maxthelesbian-hasmoved]

Sugar, You’re Sweet

inspired by this imagine (x) and @subjectx17

Ship: Lou x Debbie x Reader

Rating: T

It was always the moment they first saw you that made your heart stop. Lou was usually the first to notice you in a room, no matter how crowded or dark; it was as if she had a well-trained compass that activated instantly and had pinpoint accuracy. Debbie would follow Lou’s gaze, like a well trained companion movement. The pair of them turned heads of their own. They always looked like they were ready to take on anything and still look just as fantastic as they were before. Everything from Lou’s devil-may-care leather  aesthetic, to Debbie’s love of high heels and tight dresses screamed luxury . They were head-turners no matter where they went from day one, and they made sure you were too.

Lou always looked like she was undressing you lazily as she took in the beautiful girl wearing just what she had thought would look so well. She always had good judgement when it came to it these days, in her own style and yours. Though you were really happy with anything glittery,  Lou knew just how to make you sparkle.

Debbie always looked intensely adoring, like  you were the sun, and she had been in the dark for so long. Her face might only slightly shift, but her eyes sparkled. Debbie was usually more reserved than you and Lou. She was constantly unshakable, always looking as if she was ten steps ahead of everyone else. More often than not, she was.

“Hey, baby girl,” Lou beamed smugly as she and her brunette partner approached you. “ You look absolutely amazing.”

“Thanks, Lou,” you smiled back, lifting yourself up to place a kiss on Lou’s cheek, soft and steady. Lou’s arm went around your waist instinctively, as well as Debbie’s next to her, “Did you guys like the set?”

“Absolutely! You really are stunning, Kitten,” Debbie agreed, reaching over with her arm and brushing your cheek. You beamed back at the affection.

“You’ll look even more stunning on the Loft Floor when we get home tonight,“ Lou purred in that deep, rough voice that made chills run down your spine.

“Agreed, let’s just hope we can make it through the Night Rush,” Debbie nodded, leaving you blushing pink and giggling happily as Lou’s lips nipped at her ear and released her hold on you.

Between the two women, you were sure you were spoiled absolutely rotten, though this relationship had never been just for the money. Lou and Debbie were everything you could have wanted. The three of you worked together like a precision instrument, complimenting each other's strengths and weaknesses to form an unshakable power trio.

Lou and Debbie were exciting, and sexy, and made your heart skip a beat when you got to wake up in the morning nestled between the two gorgeous women who you loved, and who loved you back. Sometimes joined by the little puffball of a dog Debbie had brought home one day with Constance in tow explaining that she was forced into adopting the thing, and his name was Fizzgig.

Your life had changed that day in the club. Of course you hadn’t expected it to, but who really ever expects two goddesses dropping out of the sky and sweeping you into a life better than you had ever dreamed of. In fact it had been just another unenchanting girls night out with some of your old call center buddies. You didn't’ really fit in with them, but your social circle had been miserably small after moving to New York soon after graduation.

The Stardust had been the third club of the night, as it was the only one open all night long. You had been ready to go home after the second bar. The heels had looked cute in the beginning of the night, but now you would probably be sporting blisters. Your co-workers however were enthusiastically hammered and not ready to go. Designated Driver Duty was the worst, at least when you were intoxicated you couldn't feel your toes.

The music in The Stardust wasn’t bad;  in fact it was some of the kind of older music you had sitting in your own sort of outdated playlist at home. You hadn’t seen a DJ, so the music must be the owners, or whoever was on shift.

You ate another pretzel at the bar as your friends took to the dance floor to make a fool of themselves. That’s when you looked towards the person behind the counter, and met the most beautiful  pair of storm blue eyes you had ever seen.

The second thing you noticed was the shaggy, almost bleached, blonde bangs obscuring the piercing eyes from view. Her cheekbones were rounded and angular, almost feline, only adding to air of angelic rebellion that she radiated. She was leaning in front on you against the counter, arms crossed and placed casually on the bar.

Her silver suit-coat sleeves were rolled up to expose her forearms, littered with several bracelets and a very expensive looking watch. She also wore several necklaces, and a tie loosely around her neck, tucked into a few-sizes-too-small black vest. Her lower half was hidden behind the bar, but from how she was bent to rest on the counter, she was anything but short.

“You look like you’re having fun,” She smirked, an accent on the edges of her words, the last fragment of an instinct. Her voice alone was enough to make your knees feel a bit weak, not to mention she looked like an elven queen became a lesbian zaddy with far too much faux leather on for the beautiful creases of laugh lines etched into her skin. But the woman wore it unlike anyone you had ever seen. Everything about her reeked of almost gross confidence.

There was rampant smugness in the way she pushed her tongue ever so slightly into her cheek as she beamed. The way her hair fell so perfectly along her shoulders, “The name’s Lou, in case you can’t ask. Which, by the looks of your face, might be the case.”

She couldn’t be just the Bartender, she looked far too at home for that. This mesmerizing woman had to be a manager, something that matched her commanding energy, and she knew it too. You hadn’t noticed your jaw had dropped until Lou coolly extended a hand and gently pushed it closed, a chuckle coming from her buttery throat, “You look good like that mind you, awestruck.”

You felt heat rise to your cheeks, and goosebumps erupted up your arms. You tried to summon any sort of intelligence for speech but only found a strange assortments of noise like whoever was writing the dialogue of your mind smashed their hands repeatedly into the keyboard, “alksjdfkldsa I- Y/n,” you blundered out.

‘Way to be a bottom, Y/n,’ you internally cursed, of course you would stuff your foot in your mouth in front of one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen.

Lou laughed then, “I knew the haircut was good, but I didn’t know I had that much power now. You alright there, sheila?”

“Lou, leave the poor girl alone, you don’t need to jump on every face we find pretty,” another voice came from behind you. You turned and you felt your jaw drop this time.

The other woman’s body was wrapped in a pale white, fluffy fur coat, a skin tight full black jumpsuit beneath, only broken by a gold, diamond studded belt around her middle. She was tanned as if she had spent a summer at the beach and it hadn’t quite faded, light freckles dotting the bridge of her nose and forehead, a sun-kissed queen.

She was on the more average side of tall,  her face more squared off than Lou’s. Her hair was deep chocolate brown and it feel past her shoulders in loose glamorous curls, only accented by a light sprinkle of burnt caramel highlights. She had genius written in her features.

A warm smile graced her full lips, softening her otherwise sharper features. Her eyes were deep and comforting like black coffee, almost the Ying to the blonde’s Yang. She carried herself regally, a born leader, but she still glowed with a gentle kindness.

A look was shared between the two before the brunette looked back at you, “I take it Y/n is what I call you, for now?”

You nodded, “Yeah, sorry, it’s been a long night,” At least you could form coherent sentences now, “If I have to hear ‘Shots Bitches’ shouted by Kelly from HR one more time I’m going to lose what is left of my sanity.”  You gestured towards the group of flapping limbs that was your companion quartet.

The brunette laughed and moved to sit next to you at the bar, The blonde pulling out two drinks and placing them in front of you, you couldn’t take your eyes away from her hand as it moved to push her hair to one side, “Babysitting detail, not always the most enjoyable way to spend an evening.” she nodded, “Call me Debbie,” She extended a hand to you, which you took.

“Debbie,” you tried the name out, liking how it made her smile just a bit brighter when you said it, “Are you two-” You tried to find the words, together? Tag teaming?

“Yes,” Lou replied before you could think another option.

You blinked for a moment, you felt like something in you had short circuited and clicked into place all at once. You found yourself laughing along with the three of them, the sounds blending happily.

You had all fit far too well from the get go, getting to know each other like it was an unnecessary step, and before you knew it, it was time to drag your drunk work buddies home. But you found yourself reluctant to leave.

Lou and Debbie had invited you back before you all but herded the small group out the club’s doors as the pair followed behind to lock up. You had exhaustively told them you would love to, but you had plans. Which you did at the time, but those plans had eventually been canceled. You came back to The Stardust the next night.

It was supposed to be a one night stand, that turned into breakfast, which turned into a day out together, which turned into you staying with them for a week. You hadn’t wanted to leave each other and soon, and they asked you to join their couple. You had accepted obviously, who wouldn’t. Lou got you a job working at her club as a singer for the night crowd, and together the three of you found a rhythm.

You loved the two of them more than you had ever thought possible, and they loved you just as much, and you wouldn’t swap that for anything in the world.

[goodegrrrl]

Stitches

Pairing: Lou Miller x Debbie Ocean

Words: 1,748

Warnings: implied disordered eating

Taglist: @twistedpoeticjustice-blog, @billiedeansbitch, @isle-of-earle, @sweetestberryofthebunch, @angelxsarahp, @goodeday2u, @lucyintheskywithxanax, @cordeliass, @devotedtofictionalwomen, @max-the-d0g, @honeybeawhore, @talulahmae, @whiskeyxfluent, @stayevildarling, @paulsonsratched, @ahsfan05, @thedeconstructionist, @oh-mydarling

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Losing someone is always hard. It isn’t only the breakup itself, but everything that follows. It is waking up in the middle of the night, reaching for the one to hold your heart but being met with the cold sheets. It is the early hours of the morning when the usual good morning kiss never comes, leaving your lips cold and longing for a gentle touch. It is dragging yourself out of bed to make a cup of coffee and finding her favorite mug in the back of the cupboard. It is turning on the radio only to hear the song that reminds you of her wafting softly around the room.

Losing someone is always hard because it never just happens once. It happens every single day, in the discovery of the small things reminding you of her. It is not a single occasion, a single event with a starting and an ending point. Every day, it happens again by the disruptions in your routines, by glances at the pictures on the wall, by the sounds of her favorite birds chirping outside to ring in the new day. Losing someone doesn’t just happen once. It happens over and over again every single day.

*

Lou was restless. She had been tossing and turning in her bed for the last few hours. It felt empty, too big for her. Ever since Debbie left she had not been able to sleep. Every night was spent thinking about the love she had lost.

It was still dark outside when she decided that she would not been able to sleep. The clock struck 3am but she was wide awake - her thoughts running circles.

She could hear a few dogs barking in the distance.

Lou slowly got out of bed, her limbs sore. Ever since Debbie left she had spent her days doing nothing, mostly lying in bed. She couldn’t focus on anything. Couldn’t remember the last time she had ate. The last time she had talked. The last time she had been outside.

Never in a million years would she have thought that Debbie would leave her. The life they had build together.

But she had.

The whole apartment felt empty. When Lou entered the open spaced living area she remembered why she never left the bedroom. Everything reminded her of Debbie.

The walls were lined with pictures of them together - pictures that told tales of happier times. Times when they had been madly in love. Times when they were invincible.

Lou took one off the wall and let her fingers run over it. Her favorite. The picture showed them gazing lovingly at each other while Lou’s palm gently cradled Debbie’s cheek. She was smiling sheepishly. Lou remembered this day vividly. It had been taken at Tammy’s New Year’s party just six months ago.

Six months ago. She had been so happy back then. She had always been happy when she was with Debbie.

A lone tear ran down her cheek.

She put the photograph down and went to the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of bourbon that she had left on the counter.

The burning in her throat reminded her that she was still there. Still alive. Still breathing. Still feeling.

Her throat constricted. She felt like she couldn’t breathe anymore. Desperate not to cry, she took another large gulp. And another.

Her tears ran down her porcelain cheeks quietly.

Lou let out a laugh. She couldn’t believe what she had turned into.

She used to be so confident. So fierce. Oozing with confidence and wit. Now she wasn’t even sure if she could string together a whole sentence.

Her gaze landed on the other side of the room. Wobbling legs carried her to the large mirror that was leaned against the brick wall. She almost didn’t recognize herself.

She had always been slim, but now she was scary thin. Her layered clothes weren’t much use in hiding that. It was so clear just from looking at her cheekbones and the ghostly look of her hands.

She figured that once the soul is so thin, the body just follows. She didn’t love herself anymore. Didn’t care about herself anymore. There was no need for her to take care of herself.

Her musings were disrupted by a key being used to open the front door.

And then her icy blue eyes met the soft brown ones of Debbie.

Lou wanted to run to her but her legs wouldn’t move. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe. For a moment she was wondering if she had died in her sleep and had ascended to heaven where pain did not exist.

“Lou.”, Debbie’s voice brought her back to reality and suddenly she was standing in front of her.

“I am so sorry. Lou. Please.”, Lou could feel the warmth of Debbie’s hands on her shoulders seep into her. She smiled.

“Debbie. What are you doing here?”, she couldn’t really focus. Her mind was clouded from the bourbon that she could still taste on her tongue. She felt like she was floating, but looking down she saw that her feet were firmly standing on the ground.

“I made a mistake. I am so sorry. God, Lou. When was the last time you ate something?”, she whispered as tears were running down her rosy cheeks.

“I don’t remember.”, Lou’s voice barely above a whisper. Her head was suddenly killing her. It felt like tiny needles were poking her skin. She felt nauseous.

Debbie too felt nauseous. Seeing Lou like this - so fragile and drained of all the poise she usually carried - made her heart break into a million little pieces. Her head was spinning, guilt roaring within her like thunder during a heavy storm.

She could feel Lou softly swaying from side to side, so she tightened the grip on her slender shoulders. She was afraid she’d break underneath her touch.

“Lou. Baby.”, she spoke softly, “let me get you to bed. We can talk in the morning. You need to rest. To sleep.”

Lou just nodded. The aching in her head got worse by the minute and she couldn’t stand for much longer. Without realizing, she leaned into Debbie. Her head coming to rest upon her shoulder.

Debbie wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out again. Her soul was being split open at the sight of Lou. She tenderly scooped her up into her arms, worried by the lightness of her body.

Slowly she carried her to the bedroom and eased her down on the bed.

“Don’t leave me. Please.”, Lou whispered. She felt ashamed by her neediness but couldn’t bring herself to really care. She had nothing to lose and all she wanted was Debbie there with her. She wanted Debbie to take away her pain.

“I’m not leaving. I promise.”, Debbie laid down next to Lou and opened her arms. When Lou scooted closer and rested her head in the crook of her neck, she finally felt whole again. Her arms wrapped around Lou’s frame as she placed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “I’m not leaving you ever again. And I’m going to spend the rest of my life making up forever leaving in the first place.”

Lou answered by trying to get even closer to Debbie before sleep overtook her.

*

The next time she woke, Lou felt like she had been hit by truck. Her whole body ached and her head was throbbing. She slowly opened her eyes only to find Debbie right in front of her, running her fingers through her hair.

“Good morning, baby.”, her voice was raspy from sleep but to Lou, it was the prettiest sound.

Debbie turned and she immediately missed the contact. She was relieved when she handed her a glass of water along with some painkillers.

“Here you go, Rocky.”, Debbie whispered as to not irritate Lou’s aching throbbing headache.

She gladly put the pills in her mouth before she downed the glass of water. Her hands were shaking.

Debbie gently took the glass from her and laid back down next to Lou. Her hands found their way back into her hair to continue to work through the knots.

“Close your eyes, baby. You need to rest.”, she tenderly spoke.

Lou realized that it was still dark outside, so she closed her eyes again as Debbie’s soft touches lulled her back to sleep.

*

As the first rays of sunshine flooded through the windows, Lou woke up again. The apartment was cast over by the golden light of morning hour. She turned around and was met with Debbie’s soft smile.

“Hi.”, she whispered, scared, that she would spook Debbie if she talked to loudly.

“Hi.”, a soft whisper.

“Are you real?”, Lou was hesitant. For all she knew she could be hallucinating. It had happened before, even if not as vividly.

“I am. I realized that I couldn’t live without you.”, Debbie cupped her cheek with her palm. When her thumb softly rang across the soft skin underneath her eyes, Lou realized that she was softly crying.

“Why did you come back?”, she dared to say as she focused to keep her breathing steady, “I thought you never wanted to see me again.”

“I know I made a mistake. And I know you can’t forgive me right away, but please. I want to be with you. And once you’re stronger, we can talk about everything.”, Debbie’s eyes were focused on her.

Lou just nodded before burrowing her face on Debbie’s chest, focusing on her heartbeat. She could feel the tears gathering in her eyes. Lou so desperately just wanted to forget that Debbie ever left, but she knew that it wasn’t that easy.

The pain she had felt, still felt, ran deep. Still, the only person she wanted around was Debbie. She was so confused.

The soft circles Debbie drew on her back soothed her. She took in a rattling breath.

“It’s okay to cry, Lou. It’s okay to not be okay.”, Debbie softly spoke as the placed a kiss in Lou’s wild hair.

Lou just nodded, holding on to Debbie with all the strength she could muster as she let the tears escape her icy blue eyes.

Debbie just held on tighter. She knew eventually they’d be okay. It would be a long journey, but the view from the top would be worth it.

Because in this life and in every other one, the only one that truly mattered… was Lou.

[sheloooveswomen]

only 6 more days - tammy x reader

masterlist

summary: pure fluff. lovey dovey long distance phone call with tam tam because you miss each other while she’s away on a heist.

includes: tammy x fem!reader, thoughts are italicized, POV switches a lot from you to tammy, the rest of the crew of course.

warnings: none.

inspired by Safe in Her Arms Audio’s audio on youtube

4,336 words.

{ kitchen/bedroom/dining and living room from yours and tammy's house, tammy's bed/bathroom at Lou's warehouse (pretend it's night time tho obvi) }

TAMMY POV//

(altered conversation from the movie)

"They're here!" I shout running past Y/n into the dining room, "Coming!" I finish setting up the table before opening the door.

The blonde greets me first, "We brought vodka." I look to the bottles she has in each hand.

"I see that but most people say hello, Lou." I let them both in.

Y/n comes out, receiving the same greeting from Lou, before laughing and hugging my two friends, "Thank you! It's nice to finally meet you guys." she glances at the bottle label.

"Don't worry, it's not watered down. We brought the food stuff and bubbly." Debbie holds up the bottle in her hands.

"Well thanks, I'll go put this up for later." my girl replies with a kind smile.

"And I’ll put this on ice." I quickly go back to chat with my friends, "So how have y—"

"We've got a job." Lou states.

I sigh, "I am focusing on my family right now, I told you—"

"We got it all planned out." this time Debbie cuts me off.

"What? Do you want to go back to jail?" I whisper yell.

"Cmon, Tammy, you know we won't get caught! What do you think we are, a bunch of pussies?" Lou laughs.

"We saw the garage" Deb wiggles her eyebrows, "thought you retired?"

"I did." I cross my arms.

"Not as exciting as hijacking trucks that are smuggling dishwashers to Canada, huh?" Debbie smirks.

"Yeah, well, I don't do that anymore... so." I shrug.

"But you were so very good at it" she continues.

"Thank you." I avoid eye contact.

"So... what? Is everything in there is for personal use?" Lou asks.

"What do you want? I thought you were coming for a nice welcome back dinner."

Debbie shrugs, "We just wanna reconnect."

"Reconnect?" I repeat, unconvinced.

"Mhm." Debbie glances at Lou.

Lou agrees, “Yeah.”

"Reconnect." I narrow my eyes at her.

"Mhm, you're not bored out here are ya Tam Tam?" Debbie steps towards me.

"No? No. I'm not bored."

"Good."

"Why... would you ask that." my calves hit the couch and I sit down.

"Well, we need a fence." Deb sits on the chair across from me.

"Well, I told you I don't do that anymore. I'm out." I try to sit tall.

"It's a big job." Lou adds, snooping around the room.

I cut my eyes at her, "I don't care."

"Do you want me to tell you how big the job is?" Debbie draws my attention again.

"Wha- no. I really don't."

Deb smiles at an equally amused Lou, "I think I'm gonna tell her how big the job is." she looks towards the kitchen to make sure Y/n can't hear before whispering to me.

My jaw drops, "Are you kidding?"

"No." Deb and Lou smile.

"Dinners almost done! Sorry for the wait." Y/n calls out.

“No worries!” Lou replies.

"Thank you, sweetheart!" I call back still thinking about the money, "Thanks a lot." I whisper-yell to Debbie.

"She's real sweet" Deb smiles, "how do you explain all that crap to her?" she nods towards the garage.

"Y/n knows what I've done."

"And she stuck around?" Lou questions, sitting on the arm of Debbie’s chair.

"Girls love a criminal" Deb smiles up at her girlfriend.

"Yeah..." Lou grins.

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah—"

"Can you guys not" I interrupt.

They both blush slightly before Debbie speaks, "So is that a yes?"

I run the outcomes through my head, "The kids will be fine. I'll tell them and their father I'm on a work trip. It depends on Y/n, it's hard enough when we're apart for my actual work as it is."

They laugh, but are kept from responding as my girl comes in with the food.

______________

Y/N POV// 

(mini recap from your POV)

The kids are at their dad's house which means Tammy has me playing hostess for her friends tonight.

Deb and Lou arrived a little late, no complaints, bearing gifts in the form of alcohol, negative amount of complaints.

"You alright, sweetie?" Tammy kisses the side of my head, and places the vodka down while I check the food.

"I'm great, babe. Go entertain. I know it's been a while since you've seen them" I smile, giving her a peck as I finish up.

After a while I notice they've gone quiet so I let them know dinner is almost ready.

They abruptly stop talking when I come in with the food.

Lou rubs her hands together then pulls out Debbie's chair, "Looks amazing."

They all share a look before sitting down.

__________________

TAMMY POV//

(( time skip / after dinner ))

Once they've left I go into the kitchen to see Y/n drying the dishes.

"How long is the job?" she asks without turning around.

My eyes widen, "I- How'd you know?"

"Intuition" she shrugs.

"Oh..." I smilie weakly even though she's not looking at me.

"That and the suspicious whispering mixed with their weird looks trying to figure out whether or not to bring it up in front of me."

"Oh" I force a laugh, scratching the back of my neck.

She dries her hands and turns to look at me, "How long?"

"About two months." I reply quietly, moving to help clean.

"What about the kids?"

"They can carry on with their normal schedule if that's alright with you, I'll just have to talk to their dad."

She nods, so I continue.

"We didn't discuss many of the details but we have to figure some other stuff beforehand. So we need to have a cushion of time before the event."

"Where?"

"Main job is in New York"

She nods again with her eyes trained on the floor, breaking my heart when her bottom lip pokes out a bit.

"I know, baby." I move to stand in front of her, rubbing up and down the side of her arms.

She leans her head on my shoulder, inhaling my perfume while I kiss her head repeatedly.

"I'll be back before you know it, I promise." I whisper.

"When do you leave?"

"A week."

"Right....okay.....this isn't like your usual stuff, Tammy. I don't know what I'd do if you got arrested. Jesus- two months?"

"I know baby, I know." she wraps her arms around my waist, her head fitting perfectly in the crook of my neck, "It'll go by quick, sweetheart, and I'll call you every—"

"Promise?" she leans back to meet my eyes.

I smile, "I cross my heart."

She pokes my chest, "You better not get caught" with a swift kiss, she heads upstairs for the night.

Laughing, I follow her to get ready for bed.

(( fast forward a little under 2 months ))

TAMMY POV//

mine 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩: hi hi hi <3

me: hello beautiful !!

mine 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩: I just got home so i'm gonna shower and i'll call you when i'm done if that works for you???

me: perfect!!! we're in for the night so whenever you're done is fine <3 _______________

So I just checked my phone for the hundredth time during the movie to see if she's done showering yet.

"Guys I think Tammy's whipped" Nine Ball laughs, eating her chips.

"You think?" Debbie laughs, "You should've seen her when we first told her."

Lou jumps in, mocking our conversation, "I'd love to, but it depends on Y/n. It's so hard when we're apart."

I glare at Lou, "Your girlfriend is with you, so you can't talk."

"She's got you there babe" Debbie pats Lou's back, "You are checking your phone like it's a bomb though, Tam Tam, but I get it." she adds sitting on Lou's lap.

Lou scoffs, "I get it, too! I may be taken but I do have eyes and Y/n is—" Deb smacks her on the back of her head.

I narrow my eyes at her, "Watch it—" I look to my phone seeing a picture of me and my girl light up the screen with a text asking if I can talk now.

I reply Absolutely and pick up when the call comes in, "Hold on a second, honey." that’s when a chorus of teasing begins.

Amita mimics me, “Honey!”

Daphne and Rose make loud kissy noises.

“Whipped.” Nine Ball repeats, eyes on her computer.

Constance winds her arm back and flicks her wrist like Indiana Jones with a “Whop-SHhhh” 

I flip them all off as I leave the room _______________

Y/N POV//

"Hi gorgeous!" 

"Hey, what happened there? You alright?" I ask, smiling at the sound of her voice.

Tammy lowers her voice, "I'm fine. We were in the other room watching tv so I'm just keeping my voice down. I don't want to be interruptive nor do I want to be eavesdropped on, so it'll just be a delightful asmr-ish conversation tonight. I hope you don't mind?" she laughs through her nose.

"Not at all baby, it's sexy when you whisper." I whisper back.

"Yeah? You don't sound so bad yourself" smirk evident in her voice, "you don't have to whisper though, sweetie, you can speak as loud as you want because I have the volume down so only I need to whisper. And I know it's like a natural human instinct to mirror the person—"

"Tam?"

"Yeah honey?"

"As much as I love this, why don't you just go to your room instead of the one right next to them? That way you can talk properly and I can see that face of yours."

Her voice returns to a normal volume, "...Why didn't I think of that... I might as well get ready for bed then, too."

We laugh as she climbs the stairs, slight blush on her cheeks as the facetime goes through.

"There's my girl" she smiles, now making me blush.

"I miss you!" I move to lay on my side as she sets the phone up in the bathroom, getting ready to take off her make up.

"I miss you more, my love! Don't get me wrong certain nights are fine, and I don't want you to worry about me. But obviously I think its- its only human nature that certain nights are tougher than others. That and I'm just really spoiled to usually have you daily!" she laughs.

I smile, just glad to hear and see her again.

"OH! So Constance was 'hyped', as she put it, to meet me. And I was 'hype' to meet her- and I was just so tired because I did not sleep at all, but when we went out she really just wanted to take pictures of everything—" she throws her head back as she laughs at whatever memory is playing in her head, “I had to remind her to only take pictures of things that can’t be used as evidence, obviously.”

"Can you send 'em Tam?"

She tosses the make up wipes, "Sure, hold on...also she knows I miss you so she wanted to give me something to share."

"That's when I went in for my undercover job"

"And when we were scoping out the venue. After two I was like 'hey that's enough'. But nope...there should be more coming."

"That last one was just before you called. But earlier this week she wanted to say 'hey look we are finally all together'" she continues to laugh.

I chuckle as the pictures come in.

"It was like 5:30 in the afternoon and after taking a few of me again, she handed the phone to a stranger and asked them to take some."

"No!" I laugh.

Her head pops back into frame, face wash on her cheeks, "Yes! She told us 'look tough' but we were all so exhausted. I still think they're cute, but I was just so tired, and my eyelids were horribly droopy. But they're still cute though" she smiles, "right?"

"Only you could look this good while being absolutely exhausted" I reply zooming in on the photos.

"Liar, but she's quite the photographer. Now you can put faces to the names. OH! One more...hold on, I know you'll like this one..."

"Hot damn." I bring the phone closer to my face.

Tammy laughs, drying her face and hands.

"I....am- I- I am at a loss for words. You gorgeous fucking human being."

She props her phone on the dresser and hangs her head to hide her blush, "I thought you’d appreciate it." she takes out her pajamas.

Tammy starts to undress and I start to sing, "Cause mama I'm in love with a criminal. So I can assume everything went alright?"

She stops to think for a moment, "Yeah? Yeah. You know, baby, it's been a really long time since I've done something like this but Debbie's not worried so that's a good sign. We just have to close some loose ends before we head home. So consider those a long distance gift." putting her dirty clothes in the laundry.

"How have you been doing otherwise, my love?" I ask.

"Ummmm" she pauses to put her shirt on (well actually it's mine), "I've been keeping busy but nights can be tricky. Really tricky but I'll tell you one thing, mornings? Mornings right now are the worst!"

"Why?" I smile as she throws her hair up in a ponytail.

"I'll be straight with you on that one, baby, because at least at night I can kinda, you know, I can distract myself to sleep." she puts her sweatpants on and climbs into bed. "I can think about the kids, or the good things that have happened otherwise during the day, or I've just gotten off the phone with you. I can just sort of entertain myself into dream world. Fantasize about, you know, anything I want in order to get my mind off the fact that I just broke the law and you're not here with me and it can be okay. There's plenty- there's plenty of things to fall asleep to in the world that won't make you crazy."

I hum in agreement.

"But mornings? Mornings make me nuts without you" she sighs, "just because...I don't- I ju- you and—"

"You must really hate them, you can't even talk about it."

She laughs at my teasing, "You and I both know that I'm not a morning person."

"You like being up but you don't like getting up" I confirm.

"Exactly! Ughhh, the best start to my day is waking up with you. Even when you're not trying I swear it just- to wake up next to you is just like a shot of endorphins. It is like sunshine in a bottle. I'm serious! I don't need coffee. I don't need anything. Just to look at you or to touch you...to kiss you..." she closes her eyes and smiles, "listen to you speak. Sometimes if you're feeling up to it you make me laugh...I can't think of a better way to start a day."

I roll onto my other side so its almost like she’s laying on her side of the bed, "You're making it really hard to be this far."

"I know baby" she grumbles, "but without you- that's honestly- well I have plenty of incentive and reason to get out of bed, I mean the quicker we do this the quicker I'm back home. Anyways, there's no reason to worry, if you were gonna worry though then that's where it's been really hard is mornings."

"I'm not gonna lie I have been sleeping on your side of the bed." I admit.

"Really? Ummm...how do I put this? Like a stalker I took some of your clothes, as I’m sure you noticed.” she holds the phone high above her head and gestures to her upper body, “I'll wear your sweatshirt to bed or I snuggle it like a teddy bear" she laughs, covering her reddening face with her hand.

"You are so cute." I smile.

She smiles back, "But I'm your stalker though....I don't know if it makes it sound better- it could sound better if I sold that delivery strongly? No, more softly" she starts to whisper, "I'm your stalker. Oh no! That sounds so much worse! I'm sorry, I take it back. I'm not- no I'm not your stalker. I just happen to love you a lot so I wear your sweater to sleep or I snuggle it." a yawn closes out her rambling.

There's a comfortable moment of silence as we look at each other through the screen. 

Just when I think she’s asleep she perks up. Her voice laced with exhaustion, "I think I'm kind of a you addict and so I just try to get my you hit even if it's just a watered down product of that sort- and this analogy is terrible— "

"Is this your sweet way of telling me that you've taken up drugs, Tam?" I ask.

"Very funny- speaking of terrible! Those cookies I told you I sent you: so I read online that sending baked goods was like a really great idea and that they would stay...preserved? But the more I think about it, baby, you can just toss em out. I think they're probably gonna arrive in a day or two."

"Why would I throw em out?" I ask.

"Oof, I don't know but it makes me nervous" she scrunches her nose, "I found this whole blog about this couple who has successfully done long distance for a very very long time because between the two of them and their jobs they're just constantly traveling. She has all these recommendations of things that work. In short, one of the things they've always loved to do for each other, because they love to cook together, is send each other baked goods or recipes of things they've recently learned to make. I thought it would be cute."

"That is cute, Tam!" I smile.

"But I'm worried about it now, just- just maybe gift one to a trash colleague first? If they survive then you can just proceed and if they don't...then just toss em."

"I'll keep that in mind"

"This is also what's happening to me without you, I'm getting a little dark." She giggles, "Um but I actually have been learning how to bake a little bit more. It's one of those things I used to do and then I just lost my sweet tooth. Probably around the time I met you actually. I lost my sweet tooth but it used to be bad, honey."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah. All I ever wanted was sugar. Morning, noon, and night. If I had a choice? It was gonna be something sweet. Somehow that just changed and I just started craving savory foods more. So I just started cooking as opposed to baking. I remember baking was always really fun because it’s a really great gift for people that I love. You can fancify baked goods in a way that I'm not skilled enough in learning, but at least-” she looks past the phone, “No I'm just gonna head to bed!" she calls out.

"You're getting boring in old age, Tam Tam!" Debbie yells, probably on her way to bed.

"One: you’re older than me, two: we literally just committed a multi million dollar robbery! Am I not allowed to rest?!" she exclaims.

"Yeah yeah, tell your honey goodnight for us!" Lou adds.

Tammy turns back to the phone, "Why do I hang out with these people? They made me lose my train of thought..."

"You were talking about fancifying baked goods- I don't think that's a word, babe."

"Well we've made it one- OH! As I was saying: we can learn how to do anything, baby, but I have not yet learned how to fancify my cooking in the same way that I can pipe icing on a cake or cupcake or sprinkle colors through cookies and swirl em." her hand flails around in motions that match her words.

"Mmm, I know what you mean" I nod.

"Yeah, so I just feel like I know more artistic freedom in the world of baking, but I lost my incentive to bake when I lost my sweet tooth. So doing it again has been cathartic!"

"Im glad, baby." I smile at her excitement.

"Thank you, gorgeous. I’m gifting most of my baked goods more than I am keeping them for myself, though. It has still been therapeutic."

"I think any artistic expression especially during challenging times or lonely occasions is always gonna be healthy and helpful, Tam."

She hums in agreement, "Indeed, my love. It just comes with the territory of having someone to miss. So I'm not really mad at it."

"I'm glad"

"I am glad that you are glad. We know how good it is to be together and our bodies are gonna respond to that difference."

"I've been trying really really hard to manage and fill my time without you, here." I frown.

"Well I'll be back soon. I'm hoping to convince Debbie to let me work remote next time she needs my help. I know it's a bit far fetched but with the world being as globalized as it is now I'm hoping."

"You think you'll be able to do your part okay like that?"

"As far as location is concerned I'll always prefer home, but I don't think it would be an epic sacrifice for everyone. I'd just like to stay with my family and help them. Two birds with one stone, baby. Of course the only downside is you would see me get bent out of shape."

"My hot, mature, criminal fiancée getting all riled up...that does not sound like something I could sit and watch all day, at all. Not. At. All." I reply sarcastically.

She chuckles, a hand once again coming up to cover her blushing face, "Speaking of shape- you will soon have to see I am getting a little out of shape, and I know that doesn't faze you—"

"You are the finest woman I've ever seen I doubt that'll change." I shrug.

She smiles, "—but it fazes me because I just feel like- and I know you beg to differ on this so shush, but I just feel like you....how do I put this...your body confidence has yo-yoed like everybody else's but I just feel like you always look so good!"

"Lies!"

"Despite the way you feel about yourself I always think 'damn she is so beautiful'. Whether you're waking up in the morning or we're going to bed or you're just running errands. I always feel like you look stunning, and there's a piece of me that feels like 'this woman looks so good for me that I wanna look good for her' "

I shake my head, "You look stunning all the time Tam, you're insane and I completely disagree."

"Just because you disagree doesn't mean you're not doing a service for me. And I'd like to return the eye candy for you, too." she laughs.

"Eye candy?!” I sputter, “Baby have you seen you?"

"As I said: I'm a little embarrassed that I'm a little out of shape, so the next time you see me you need to be extra nice. Even if you have to lie. I'll let this one go." she smiles.

"I don't think I could ever not be attracted to you in every way possibly, my love."

"Yeah?" she asks.

"Of course baby, but I'm glad I can be of eye candy service." I roll my eyes.

"I know I've won the lottery when it comes to you. It is my pleasure to live the bittersweet symphony that is life with you."

"You made my milf dream come true" I laugh.

She grins, "Not to get dark here, again. I have wondered like 'oh my gosh if something horrible were to happen to you or if I were to lose you' that'd be it for dating."

"Tammy, men and women would flock to your front door for a chance."

"Nah, I'd rather settle for be single and relish in the fact that I had you. I don't want to make you uncomfy and put you on a pedestal, but I think it's important to acknowledge how compatible we are. I get you, baby. You get me. And I want you. And I love you. My protective instincts go crazy when I'm with you. Sure I miss you now, obviously, but I miss you when I go to the grocery store on occasion! We just firmly understand where we stand which is Mount Olympus, where we stand is— wait give me another great analogy- wait that's not an analogy—"

"You are so tired right now" I laugh.

"It is on the tip of my tongue- it's a metaphor! We've seen people go through the worst to make things work especially with distance. There's stress and mistrust- for them, but all we do is miss each other and that's that."

"I know what you mean. If it wasn't any clearer beforehand that is partially how I know for sure that I have my person. For some people distance is really the kiss of death." I shake my head.

She struggles to keep her eyes open, "Mhm, but the closer we get the harder it is to be away" she pouts, "And we can talk about anything! I can be myself with you and you like it!"

"I love it personally" I smile.

"See! I can tell you what we're up to, or if something that made me angry, or ask you about your work. Everything feels like quality time and quality discussion because I love your face and I love talking to you...I am so very enamored by you" she yawns, "and that's that."

“I think its time for bed”

“I think so also as well...”

I smile as she closes her eyes, "I love you Tammy"

"I love you, gorgeous.......I love the sound of your voice...I miss you..."

"I miss you more, baby..."

"Only six more days!" she adds.

"Six more days." I yawn as we both fall asleep.

[sapphicforsarahh]

best hands ive ever seen pt.2

ship: loubbie x fem!reader

word count: 695+

warnings: none, mention of sex but none (yet)

synopsis: You finally learn what Lou and Debbie want with you.

part 1

After what seemed like the longest car ride, you eventually reached wherever these women were taking you. “Let’s go honey,” Lou taps your leg and urges you to get out. You do as you’re told and stand next to the car, waiting for the other women to guide you where you needed to be. Debbie smiles at you at walks towards an old building, which looks like it should be abandoned. “Is this where you’re taking me?”, you ask nervously. Lou chuckles, “don’t worry, its much nicer inside.”

Lou tosses Debbie the keys and waits for her to open the door, then you take a look inside. A massive loft, covered with expensive furniture, shelves stacked with records and racks cluttered with fur coats and empty hangers. “Do you guys live here?”, you ask, still inspecting the place. “Well, not so much anymore, it’s pretty much just where we plan,” Debbie explains, throwing the keys on a nearby table. “Plan?”, you question, sitting down on the sofa. “We should probably explain,” Lou sits down on the chair in front of you, Debbie adjacent. “Lou and I have been doing this for years, getting away with stealing and making millions from it. And Lou happened to find you, a girl with good hands,” Debbie explained, Lou nodding along with her. “Basically, we’re asking you if you’d want to be in the next heist?”, Lou asked bluntly.

You were shocked to say the least. That’s definitely the last thing that you were expecting from these two women. “I, uh. I’m not sure what to say,” you laugh out. “Well?” Lou teases, leaning forward, placing both her hands on your knees. You blush, obviously, and look at Debbie, hoping for some sort of support, but she just cocks her head and raises a brow. “S-sure,” you answer, unconfidently.

"Please doing business with you," Debbie shakes your hand. It was just now that the two women realised they never caught your name. "Oh, I'm Y/N by the way," you said, as if reading their mind.

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Over the coming days, you learn their body language and how they spoke to eachother. Lou was extremely flirty with everyone that she saw, apparently, and Debbie was there to apologise for her. You also noticed how much more intense the flirting had became. Both women teased with you and gave eachother a smirk.

One night, after the rest of the group had went home and Debbie had went to bed, it was only you and Lou up. She had poured you a whiskey with ice, however she had it neat. Her leg propped up on the table in front of you both, one hand held her glass, the other entertaining a lighter. "So, Y/N," Lou begins, her low voice helps to accentuate her accent. You turn her attention to you and also prop your foot on the table. "Are you single? Any lady we should be aware of," Lou jokes, sipping her whiskey and raising a brow.

You blush and hesitate to answer, Lou grows impatient. "So?", she pries. "Well, no. It's a bit complicated," you say quietly, almost embarrassed. Lou only hums in response, waiting for you to continue. "I've never really had a thing for girls my age," you practically stutter out. Lou's smirk was plastered across her face. "You have a thing for older women honey?", her lighter is soon thrown on the table and she moves closer to you.

Nervously, you clear your throat before answering, "you could say that." The older woman clearly notices the tension rising between you and decides to see how far she can go. "So, Debs and I, we've been talking," her veiny hand is palming your knee. You nod, thinking that it's better not to speak. "Would you be interested in joining us? In the bedroom?" Lou asks a bit too casually.

So many thoughts are going through your head. The main one being: yes. All you could do at that moment is nod. Lou simply hums before downing the rest of her whiskey, giving you a quick kiss to the forehead before whispering in your ear, "Stay the night, we have a spare room."

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[lotties-ashwagandha]

I'm not sure if you are taking requests for Ocean's 8. If you are, could I request Debbie X reader X Lou. Where both of them have a crush on reader . Who is younger , Daphne always flirts with reader the most and they get along , she's tech smart . So a combo of bad ass daredevil minx and tech smart . Or whatever you'd like, sorry if it's silly :)

SECURITY CAMERAS

pairing: lou miller x reader x debbie ocean

word count: 1275

notes and warnings: only note i have is that debbie and lou are in an established relationship w each other in this but not with reader,, but i feel like that’s kinda implied originally!! i loved this request but kinda hate what i wrote i was in a writing slump oops (also i didn’t proofread this)

You unlocked your phone, forcing yourself to at least pay half-attention to the conversation being held in front of you by the rest of the group.

“How long do you think it will take?” Someone asked, and briefly you glanced up before turning back to your phone.

“Three months,” Debbie answered from a few feet away, “two, if we can get a head start on getting into the security system.”

“I’ve got it,” you said absent-mindedly, maneuvering through passwords on your phone. You’d slunk back into a corner, noticing when another hour had passed since the last time you’d checked, desperate to make sure everything was okay.

You would never admit it to anyone, for it would sound extremely creepy, but you’d hacked into Lou’s phone and were tracking her — she had gone to meet a new potential recruit for the next heist, and none of you had known much about the girl you were trying to hire, other than that she was quite proficient with weapons and fighting. You wanted to make sure Lou got home safe, especially since none of the other women working on the heist with you seemed even relatively concerned about Lou’s whereabouts, even Debbie.

You let out a sigh of relief upon finding that the location of her phone was home.

Just for good measure, you began to hack into her home security system. You knew it was a bit much, but if you could just check the cameras and make sure her car was there, you would know that everything was fine.

“Hey,” you heard, and looked up to find Debbie looming over you. Glancing around you realized that everyone else was packing up to go home. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, “I’m just checking on my car, it’s being repaired.”

“What’s wrong with it?” Debbie asked, and you knew she could see right through you.

“An engine thing.”

“How’d you drive it all the way here to Tammy’s, then?”

You paused. At a complete loss for words you attempted to move away, but she stepped in front of you.

“What’s going on?” She asked, stepping forward, “and don’t lie to me.”

You couldn’t very well tell her that you were looking through the security cameras of her and her wife’s home.

You sighed, relenting, preparing yourself for whatever her reaction would be. “Alright, you really want to know?” You turned your phone for her to see. “I hacked into your security cameras.”

Debbie raised her eyebrows, smirking. “Oh? And why did you do that?”

“No one seemed very concerned about Lou meeting the new girl, so I just wanted to make sure she got home okay.”

“You couldn’t have texted her?”

“I didn’t want to seem invasive. Creepy.”

“So hacking into our home security isn’t creepy?” Debbie challenged, though you could hear the slight amusement in her tone.

You didn’t have any idea how to respond to that. “Sorry,” you said quietly, embarrassment rising in your chest.

“No, it’s okay. I’m just a bit disappointed that it’s only Lou you’re watching.”

“I never said that,” you corrected with a small smile, and she nodded.

“You’re really fucking weird.”

“Ok, James Bond.”

She scoffed. “I’m much more sexy than James Bond.”

“I know,” you agreed, and though her expression stayed set in stone, you knew your agreement had caught her attention.

“Come over tomorrow,” Debbie said abruptly. “You want to know if everything’s fine. Come see for yourself.”

“What time?”

“Whenever you want.”

You nodded, shifting slightly in your stance as her gaze became more intense. “I’ll be there.”

She didn’t give you a response, only dug her keys out of her purse and left smugly, flashing you a glance as if she’d won an unspoken competition.

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You arrived the next day just after noon. All morning you’d been dying to see Lou and Debbie, but every time you’d picked up your keys to leave you had made up some excuse of why you needed another half hour, until eventually you had swallowed your excuses and had forced yourself into the car. You were terrified in the best way, enamored with the two women so completely that every interaction you had seemed like the coming of rapture.

You knocked on the door to the theater. It felt like an eternity before Lou approached and let you in, and as you stepped into their home you felt an overwhelming aura of comfort, and a great amount of your nerves melted away. You realized how terribly deeply you loved the both of them, Lou and Debbie, that you could simply be in their presence and all of your worries would melt away.

“We were starting to think you wouldn’t make it,” Lou said, her tone light as she led you into the living room.

“I wouldn’t have missed seeing you.”

“I’m glad,” she answered, continuing into the kitchen. She came back after with a bottle of wine and three glasses, opening it and beginning to pour drinks. “Debbie should be down in a few minutes.”

As if on cue, you heard footsteps as someone descended the stairs, and after a moment Debbie appeared, angelic in every stride, picturesque in the way she sat down on the sofa across from you with such nonchalance.

Your gaze flickered over to Lou, and you noticed that she, too, had been captivated for a moment. The ghost of a smile lingered on her lips as she sat in the armchair next to the sofa.

Feeling unspeakably awkward as the only one still standing, you sat down next to Debbie on the sofa, taking a sip of your wine.

“I stole that from Tammy’s,” Debbie said with a small smile, gesturing to the wine. “I doubt she’ll miss it, with all the shit she has packed in her house.”

“Good call with stealing it,” you said, “Tammy’s the biggest wine snob I’ve ever met, though then again there’s Daphne, and she won’t drink anything unless she thinks the label is pretty.”

“You spend a lot of time with Daphne,” said Lou, her tone completely neutral.

“We’ve known each other for a long time.”

“Seems like it.”

“What does that mean?” You asked, noticing the edge to her tone. You smirked, your gaze flickering between them. “What, you think I’m into Daphne?”

“Aren’t you?”

“She never leaves your side,” Debbie agreed, setting her wine on the table.

“Daphne’s beautiful,” you said, “but I’ve never had my sights set on her.”

“She certainly has hers set on you.”

“I’m not sure I understand why the two of you are so concerned with who I may or may not be seeing,” you criticized. “If you’ve called me all the way out here just to—”

You were cut off by Debbie’s lips connecting with yours, her hand having found its way to your jaw. You were overcome completely by her, only her, entirely bliss.

She was the first to pull away, analyzing your features for any indication of your reaction.

In a silent reassurance you pulled her in again, letting yourself be enveloped once more in the tenderness of her touch.

All at once Lou was on your other side, sitting against the armrest of the sofa. You extended a hand towards her, pulling her closer, and then it was not Debbie to overcome your senses but Lou, and finally you felt complete, at home in a way you had never before felt.

“If I’d known that being a bit of a stalker and hacking your security cameras would get me this,” you breathed after a minute, biting back a smile, “I would have done it a lot sooner.”

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[getlostsquidward]

Home for the Holidays

Lou Miller x fem!reader

Request: Reader and the rest of the gang team up to surprise Lou on Christmas after reader was away due to work for a few months. Fluffy! :D

A/N: this isnt christmassy as i would've wanted it, maybe bc i wasnt feeling it lmao and idk if this is fluffy enough 😭 but I hope you like it!!!

“Why don’t we just order some take-out?” Constance asked before stuffing her mouth with a burger.

“We’ve been feeding off of take-outs since forever, Connie. Don’t you want some real food in your stomach?” Nine-ball gave Constance her infamous side-eye, which made the woman put her hands up in retreat. She doesn’t win much against the hacker’s retorts.

Meanwhile, Rose helps Debbie put decorations in the Christmas tree as per your request. They hadn’t told Lou it was you who asked for it, they just let Lou wake up with Christmas decorations around the loft.

Lou watched the women roam around the loft from upstairs. Her arms were propped on the banisters, her tongue poking the insides of her cheeks as she zones out.

The loft hadn’t got this homely vibe since the gang – and you, have hung around often. It was weird at first but the feeling was welcome. The only thing missing right now is you.

Lou misses you so much.

She won’t say it out loud, but the women could tell because of her drastic mood changes a month after your work had required you to stay at a different location for six months. It was out of character for her, but you two haven’t been away for this long. How long has it been anyway?

Tammy had finished putting the lasagna in the oven. Looking up, she saw the Aussie lost in her thoughts and went up to her. She knows exactly what was going on in her mind.

“Hey, why don’t you pick up some items for me?” Tammy took the list from her pocket and handed it to Lou, “So you don’t ruin the mood. It’s very festive downstairs and then I see you here sulking.”

Lou groaned, taking the paper from the other blonde. “This is all alcohol. Why don’t we just go to the club after?”

Tammy looked so surprised at the question. “Uh- uhm wait. Let me ask them quick,” she scurried downstairs, going to where Debbie is. Tammy could have just shouted from where they are, why did they have to whisper? It’s like they don’t want Lou to hear what they were talking about.

Both women looked up to Lou. She raised an eyebrow at them, thinking what these nerds are up to. It took a while before they finished talking, as Debbie had to go outside to make some phone calls.

Lou is somehow irked out by the unusual behavior of her two friends, so she goes down to pry on whatever is going on. She was about to speak when the brunette walked in. “Club after dinner?” Debbie confirmed before going back to her previous activity.

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The dinner went by, and they were prepping up to go to Lou’s club. While they were eating, she couldn’t help but miss you more. Lasagna was your favorite, and she could almost hear and see you dancing around the kitchen while making it. It also doesn’t help that you hadn’t made contact all day. Maybe the vodka could help.

–

You were just about to collect your luggage when your phone ringed. “Hey, Debs. What’s up?”

“Is it okay if we go to the club instead? Lou’s getting kinda suspicious, and well. You know how she gets.”

“No problem. I’ll just drop my things in the loft then go right ahead.”

“Great! See you later?”

“I’ll see you. Thanks, Debbie.”

You have been planning this for a week now. It isn’t much, just your hastily planned surprise appearance as your schedule had allowed you to be back a week earlier. Lou doesn’t have any idea that you’ll be back home today. The gang had helped to keep Lou busy, and all she knows is you’ll be back a day before New Year’s.

Change of plans.

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Tammy, Debbie, Lou, and Nine-ball helped themselves for a drink first, while Constance and Rose have gone to mingle along with sweaty bodies on the dance floor.

Your girlfriend, the ever-generous club owner has placed herself behind the bar. She had served the women their drinks and done even the mundane wiping of glasses just to keep her mind off of you.

The three had engaged in a conversation, sometimes Lou chimes in but she can’t help but look at the entrance from time to time, imagining you would walk in. The door opened.

“Amita! Hey, girl!”

For such a small woman, Lou wonders how Constance's voice would always stand up in the crowd.

She sighed, slightly disappointed. Why does she keep waiting for you to turn up when you were on the other side of the world?

Lou’s head whipped at the door’s direction once again. And just like earlier, she had just disappointed herself even more.

The fashionably late Daphne went straight at the bar, kissing the ladies in the cheeks. “Hi, so sorry I’m late. We had to reshoot some scenes.”

Just as the actress sat down, Lou had already slid a drink in her front. “Oh, right. There’s someone looking for you, Lou.

“Who?”

“I think her name is April?” Daphne answered, shrugging.

What could April want this time? She thought they had left early. Lou excused herself and tried to find the girl in the sea of swaying bodies. However, she didn’t need to try too hard as April found her first.

“Hi, boss. I thought I saw you at the bar when you arrived with your friends,” April semi-yelled, so Lou can hear her above the music.

“Yeah, I was.”

“Then I thought you’d left because I heard your bike revving, but they said you never left. Just want to let you know.”

Somebody called April away, making it her cue to leave. Lou panicked and went off to where her bike was supposed to be parked. It wasn’t there.

The blonde cursed under her breath as she roams around to find it. There were bikes parked across the lot, but it wasn’t hers. She need not look closely, she’ll know hers from a mile away.

And there it was, along with whoever had the guts to steal her bike. Lou tries to make out their face under the streetlamp but they were wearing a helmet. She walked toward them, fuming.

When Lou was near enough, the bike thief spoke. “Took you long enough.”

Removing the helmet, you were mumbling about how bikers do not feel suffocated in the protective gear. Then you turned to your girlfriend with a sly grin, but she wipes it off as she pulled you for a kiss. It was a hungry and breathtaking one, Lou literally taking your breath away and making your knees buckle.

“Well, that’s a nice welcome home and a Christmas present. Do it again?” breathlessly, you asked.

Lou obliges, this time the kiss was much slower, more intimate. You feel her smile against your lips and you smiled in return.

Your lips part, pressing your forehead onto hers.

“Don’t ever leave me that long again.”

“Never.”

[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

= Ocean's 8 =

Key:

Fluff- ❀

Angst- ♛

Smut- ✧

Dark- ✮

Lou Miller x Reader

I Missed You ✧

Y/N shows Lou how much he missed her

Debbie Ocean x Reader

Coming soon

Tammy x Reader

Coming soon

Daphne Kluger x Reader

I wouldn't forget a pretty face ❀

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

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AMERICAN HORROR STORY MASTERLIST

Wilhemina Venable

Cordelia Goode

Audrey Tindall

Sally McKenna

OCEAN'S 8 MASTERLIST

Debbie Ocean

Lou Miller

Tammy

MARVEL MASTERLIST

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

ACOTAR MASTERLIST

Morrigan

Emerie

Amren

GREY'S ANATOMY MASTERLIST

Meredith Grey

Addison Montgomery

Arizona Robbins

Callie Torres

Cristina Yang

ACTOR MASTERLIST

Sarah Paulson

Scarlett Johansson

Greek Goddesses

Artemide

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Excuse Me!?

@me-goro here’s what you requested. i’m sorry this took so long i literally have the attention span of a squirrel😭😭

request: Would you be willing to write a ff with Debbie x Lou x reader? In which a clueless reader is suddenly involved in a heist without knowing and gets together with the two women.

This is just a little drabble bc i could not come up with shit

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     “I did what!?” 

     Debbie let out a sigh and rubbed her forehead. Lou sat beside you on the couch and hesitantly placed a hand on your shoulder, not wanting you to freak out anymore. 

     “You were technically involved in the heist, even if it wasn’t to your knowledge, so you got a share,” the brunette explained slowly.

     You took a deep breath trying to process everything in your mind. 

     While you knew about the heist Debbie had been planning, you didn’t necessarily want to take part in it. You didn’t even have any special skills that would benefit them--at least what you knew of.

     Letting out a huff, you crossed your arms and leaned back into the sofa, switching your glare between Lou and Debbie.

     “How could you do this? How did you do this? You know what? I don’t even want to know. I can’t believe either of you; including me in this without even notifying me. This is complete utter bullsh--”

     You were cut off by Lou’s lips smashing onto yours. Immediately, your eyes fluttered shut as you melted in the sweet bliss of her.

     Debbie came up behind you and leaned over the back of the couch, pressing featherlight kisses across your shoulders. 

     You were quick to drop your arms from your chest and move them to the blonde’s shoulders, pulling her closer to you. 

     Her lips slotted between yours, leaving a faint taste of alcohol in their wake. After you released a groan in her mouth when Debbie reached a particularly sensitive spot on your neck, Lou slowly pulled away. The brunette soon followed. 

     Lou allowed a smirk to develop on her face as she saw your eyes still closed. 

     “Are we forgiven?” she whispered hoarsely.

     “Mhmm,” you hummed, still dazed. 

     “Good,” she replied.

     Both women returned to their previous positions and got back to it.

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