#nigel kipling

[incorrectdwpquotes]

Nigel: How do you win arguments with Andy?

Miranda: We never argue. She looks at me with those big, deep brown eyes.

Miranda: And I shut up.

[pricstlys]

THEY ARE (GOING TO BE) BACK?! idk what to feel ofc im happy though according to some in the book 2 of tdwp (revenge wears prada), andy was never in the sequel. And now we only heard emily and meryl to reprise the role but we haven't heard annie's side. I'm quite nervous about this sequel but nevertheless I'm still pumped!

[glacialpacer]

Andy Sachs’ Camera Roll

POV: Since Nigel was single handedly responsible for forcing them to get themselves together (literally), he became almost a third wheel…

To friendships that survive the test of time… and the test of Miranda’s patience.

Andy and Miranda’s Best Man 🕺🏻

[wilfriede]

[Podfic of] A Bird without a Song

@chilly-flame's sidequel to Unfinished, now in podfic form too! Summary:

Nigel makes an interesting discovery about Miranda.

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Length: 26:40

Listen or download on AO3!

[alfaangel]

Hmm. Corn chowder. That's an interesting choice. You do know that cellulite is one of the main ingredients in corn chowder...

[hitchell-mope]

Decent movie. I wanted to kill Miranda every single second she was on screen. But still. Decent movie.

[storyreader01]

Joanna had always dreamed of working in the fashion industry, but after leaving her family behind she never thought it was possible. That was until she stumbled upon the headquarters of Runway magazine, the pinnacle of high fashion, where she caught a glimpse of her old college friend, Miranda Priestly, stepping out of a town car.

Her heart racing, Joanna mustered up the courage to approach Miranda, who didn't recognize her at first. But after some catching up, Joanna spilled her troubles and doubts, explaining that she felt stuck in her career and missed her family dearly.

Miranda listened politely, her icy exterior cracking with empathy, and soon offered Joanna a job as a junior editor on the magazine's beauty team. Overwhelmed and overjoyed, Joanna couldn't contain her excitement as she started her new job.

But as she soon found out, working in the world of high fashion was a far cry from raising a child and being a wife. The hours were long, the pressure was intense, and her new colleagues were snarky, fierce, and cunning.

She quickly fell into a routine, learning how to put together photo spreads, coming up with headlines and snappy one-liners. As she walked through the bustling hallways, flashes of brilliant color, clicking heels, and heavy perfumes assailed her senses. Every day was a sensory overload, a jumble of chaos and creativity fighting for dominance.

But the biggest challenge for her had to be coming up with the perfect product shots and headlines, such as "Lash Out the World with these Adorable Eyelashes!" Her coworkers were no less inventive, with lines like "The new lipstick color is more dangerous than a nuclear bomb, and just as explosive!" That kind of humor was what kept Joanna going through the long nights and endless deadlines.

Even with the glamour and creativity, however, Joanna felt as though something was missing. She missed her son, Billy, and the sound of his laughter. She missed her old life, and it was a struggle to keep up with her new one. But Miranda was always there, always pushing her to innovate and excel. And when Joanna finally got the opportunity to shoot a cover story, she realized it was worth all the stress and late nights.

As she packed up for the day, Joanna was still humming with adrenaline, unable to hide her grin. She took one last look at the bustling hallways, inhaling the scent of hairspray and the clutter of camera flashes, before stepping out onto the bustling streets of New York City. She knew then that she was right where she belonged, even if it meant missing out on her family's lives.

Joanna's days at Runway magazine were eventful, to say the least. She often found herself caught in the whirlwind of Miranda's demands, running back and forth from her office to Nigel's, who never missed an opportunity to mention the infamous Andrea Sachs.

"Joanna, darling, you should have seen the look on Andrea's face when Miranda dished out that legendary cerulean monologue," Nigel said, chuckling as they walked together in the fashion closet. "She was freshly plucked from the farm and had no idea what she was getting into."

Joanna couldn't help but laugh, relishing these snarky conversations with Nigel. They became fast friends, bonding over their shared experiences and the absurdity of the fashion industry.

"Ah, Emily," Nigel sighed wistfully as they spotted Miranda's first assistant, scurrying by with a clipboard and a permanently harried expression. "You know, she fancied herself Miranda's right-hand woman until Andrea came along and threw that all out the window."

Joanna watched as Emily struggled to keep up with Miranda's high expectations, her heels clicking on the marble floor while she muttered expletives under her breath. It was a delicate dance, trying to appease the indomitable Miranda and holding onto one's sanity.

Amid the chaos, Joanna's phone buzzed with a text from Billy. "Mom, I aced my math test! Can I have ice cream for dinner?" The message brought a smile to her face, grounding her in the reality she often missed. She quickly typed back, "You can have two scoops, my little math genius. I'm proud of you."

It was during a hectic photo shoot for the magazine that Joanna saw her worlds collide before her eyes. Miranda's twin daughters, Caroline and Cassidy, wandered onto the set, openly discussing Andrea and her abrupt departure from their mother's employ.

"Mom, have you found a new whipping girl yet? We heard Andy was quite the entertainment," Cassidy whispered mischievously, glancing at Joanna, who stood nearby, her heart in her throat.

Miranda's gaze landed on Joanna, her blue eyes steely and calculating. "Joanna, meet my delightful daughters. Girls, say hello to Billy's loving mother."

Joanna braced herself for the inevitable snobbery or scrutiny, but to her surprise, Miranda's demeanor softened. She ruffled Caroline's hair and glanced at Joanna.

"Children, we don't speak ill of others. Andrea was...irreplaceable in her way," Miranda said, her tone surprisingly gentle. "And besides, we all have lives outside of work, don't we?"

The air was thick with tension as Joanna realized Miranda's statement was directed not only at her daughters' but at herself as well. There, in that fleeting moment, Joanna glimpsed the vulnerability beneath Miranda's legendary exterior.

As the day came to a close, Joanna found herself alone in the office with Miranda, an unusual occurrence. The room was filled with hushed whispers and the distant sound of printers, but the two of them sat in comfortable silence.

Joanna plucked up the courage to break the ice. "You know, Miranda, in a way, you remind me of my son. Fiercely independent, driven, and unyielding."

Miranda raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Billy, wasn't it? I've heard quite a bit about him from Nigel. He seems like quite the character."

"He is," Joanna replied, a twinkle in her eye. "And if there's one thing I've learned from being both a mother and working here, it's that life is about finding the right balance, between ambition and love, high fashion and ice cream for dinner."

Miranda's lips curved into a slight smile, a rare sight indeed. "Indeed, Joanna. Perhaps balance is the key after all."

And for that fleeting moment, amidst the chaos, rivalry, and snarky banter of the fashion world, Joanna and Miranda found a connection—a shared understanding that life's most precious moments were found beyond the glossy pages of a magazine.

As the days went on, Miranda, Emily, and Nigel couldn't help but reminisce about the "unforgettable" moments with their former second assistant, Andrea Sachs. They all had their unique take on her, often showcasing their wit and sarcasm in lighthearted banter.

"I have to admit, there was something about her," Nigel mused, flipping through a rack of dresses. "Andrea managed to bewitch us all with her fabulous little Six."

Miranda rolled her eyes, her lips quirking into a wry smile. "Ah yes, how could we ever forget the glorious days of Harry Potter and the accessorizing disasters? Truly riveting."

Emily, her frustration palpable, chimed in. "She was the epitome of uneventful yet managed to stir up chaos with her incompetence. Let's not forget the time she decided to order lunch for everyone and ended up with a plethora of gluten-free vegan tofu options. Nightmare."

The conversation took a sudden turn as Miranda's daughters, Caroline and Cassidy, made their presence known. They had been listening intently, quietly giggling amongst themselves.

"You two find this amusing, do you?" Miranda asked, raising an eyebrow.

Caroline stepped forward, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Well, Mom, as much as Andrea's fashion sense left us wanting, she did introduce us to the wonders of Harry Potter. We may not have liked her for stabbing us in the Gryffindor-loving hearts, but we can't unsee the magic."

Cassidy nodded in agreement. "Andrea may have been clueless about fashion, but she was the reason we snuck in our dog, and had a glorious adventure in Harry Potter World."

Miranda's mask cracked for a split second, an undeniable glimmer of amusement in her eyes. "You two and your shenanigans, it's a miracle we kept up appearances during that disastrous trip."

As they continued their walk through the office, Joanna caught snippets of conversations and snippets from Emily's diary, always filled with snark and hidden exasperation.

"Dear diary, another uneventful day with Andrea. She still doesn't understand the art of making a proper cappuccino. I swear she must have invented a new form of coffee abstractionism."

Joanna chuckled, glancing over Emily's shoulder to catch a glimpse of other entries that mentioned Andrea's foibles. Despite the sarcasm, there was an undertone of nostalgia and respect for the young woman who had left her mark on everyone's lives.

The icing on the cake, however, came when Nigel presented Joanna with a framed photo of himself, Miranda, and Andrea during happier times. "To my fabulous little Six," he said, handing her the frame with a grin.

Joanna's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions. She had heard so much about Andrea, and now, holding that photo in her hands, she realized just how much impact one person could have, even long after they were gone.

In the grand scheme of things, it was the uneventful moments, the ones where Andrea stumbled, that had left an indelible mark on the lives of those around her. And as Joanna looked at the smiling faces in the photo, she vowed to honor Andrea's spirit by embracing both the chaos and the uneventful moments that defined life at Runway magazine.

archiveofourown.org/works/49891525"

[filth-thezine]

coldest of takes, but Devil Wears Prada really buried their gay with the way Nigel's last scene was him licking his wounds as Miranda gives away his job

[melospace]

snapshot of miranda priestly and her wife andrea sachs-priestly during last night's met gala 📸

some of the comments:

“we've been covering miranda priestly for years but this is the first time we've seen her smile like that.” — journalist from page six

“i heard her telling andrea how beautiful she was last night” — jacqueline follet (from french runway)

“happiness looks good on you miranda, darling.” — nigel kipling (from holt international)

“oh, well, finally, priestly found her match.” — anna wintour (from american vogue)

[blinkinn]

okay hear me out….. the devil wears prada au

i’m thinking miranda priestly!kafka, they’re both powerful, intelligent and very poised. just like miranda, kafka doesn’t raise her voice to command but still manages to manipulate people easily, molding them to what she needs to do i just see her as a boss lady-fashion icon with moments of vulnerability.

silver wolf gives me nigel kipling vibes as in personality/sense of humor only. andrea sachs!tb maybe, it could be very fitting tb being kafka’s partner and then being left to complete the mission but also to make sure they see the ending of their story… much like andrea leaving miranda to build/reclaim her own path. at the end of the day miranda endorses andrea, a good opportunity to insure she gets the job, just like kafka left tb out just in time for the astral express to find them so that the express would take them in bc she knew the crew would treat them like family … am i reaching? i needed to get that thought off my mind.

or idk i like the idea of falling in love with a hot boss lady lol imagine assistant or intern!reader falling in love with editor-in-chief!kafka

[incorrectdwpquotes]

Miranda: I’m gay.

Jocelyn: What?

Emily: I’m also gay.

Serena: Me too.

Jocelyn: Is there anyone in Runway who likes men?

Nigel: I do.

[lorifragolina]

The Devil Wears Metal

Finally my last entry for Metalsandwich Movie Mania! @now-showing-at-the-hawk-events!

It was originally thought for the Iconic Movie prompt out yesterday but I just missed the day, so, I post it today!

I really venerate The Devil wears Prada and it's so iconic to me that started thinking and preparing this entry the last year when I first knew about the event, and even so I was able to miss the date!! I couldn't stop me making our Metalsandwich version, although I cheated a little but a prequel and a sequel are possible!

Read it in AO3

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson Cast: Eddie Munson as Miranda Priestly Billy Hargrove as Emily Charlton Steve Harrington as Andrea Sachs With the special appearance of: Dustin Henderson as Nigel Kipling Robin Buckley as Lily Heather Holloway as Serena

Rating: Mature Word count:9390

One of my favourite dialogues above the line, I had really so much fun writing it!

“Come on, we have the cover briefing in 5 minutes, that means we are 10 minutes late” smiled Dustin, dusting the crumbs from Steve’s shirt.

Eddie was already there with Heather and another girl, and Gareth took inside two guitar amps almost identical.

“Stand here, watch and listen,” said Dustin, reaching Eddie’s side. Gareth plugs a guitar in one of the amps.

“Where’s my pick?” asking Eddie, and the girl runned searching in a box. “Why is no one ready?” Eddie grunted and raised a brow.

He wore the guitar’s strap and played a chord, then tested a string, adjusting the keys. Then they plugged the guitar in the other amp and played again.

“No,” he said, doing it another couple of times. “Listen? That little sting in the high”.

The sound seemed absolutely the same to Steve, and he was a little bored. 

Gareth nodded. “It seems completely different”.

Steve chuckled, snorting behind his notebook. “Something funny?” Eddie raised a brow. A stone cold silence fell on the room, and Billy came out from his desk and got close to listen. “No… no, no, I’m sorry, nothing” Eddie’s glance was so sharp that he just couldn’t stop himself. “This is… those sounded exactly the same to me… but, don’t mind me, I’m still learning about this stuff”. “This… Stuff?” Eddie growled slowly, in a low voice that was able to turn off all the sounds around him. “Oh, I see… You think this has nothing to do with you. You turn on your radio, your MTV, and think that you can listen to your easy pop just to fill the silence just while you do your laundry. You think that you should play a whatever instrument and mix it with a computer and dance it at a club when you’re drunk. But this is not just playing. This is not just pop music. This is technique. But you don’t bother to think that those tragic pop albums you listen to when cleaning are the job of a lot of musicians that spend a lot of their time searching for the right sound for you to bounce your little head. And it was in 1990 that U2 decided to explore new sounds and tried a lot of different equipment to release that album that you are wearing right now and probably you found at a tragic gas station, in the casual corner. You think this all is not about you, but in fact you’re listening to something that had been selected and produced in this very room, by those very people, playing with this stuff ”.

[scullysstrapblog]

Requests are open!

I was asked if I take requests and if so; what fandoms/ships/characters I’m willing to write for and I figured it would be a good idea to post a list for everyone.

First off, I’m not completely comfortable writing smut, maybe one day in the future once I’ve gotten a bit more used to it. Second, I don’t do non-con or dub-con, that’s a hard line for me.

Fandoms:

•X-Files

•Buffy

•Harry Potter

•Doctor Who

•Bones

•Rizzoli and Isles

•Supergirl

•Peaky Blinders

•The Devil Wears Prada

•Avengers

•Black Widow

•Once upon a time

- I may add more eventually but for now these are the fandoms.

Ships:

• MSR (Mulder and Scully)

• Spike and Buffy

• Willow and Tara

• Rizzles (Jane and Maura)

• Supercat (Kara and Cat)

• Dansen (Alex and Kelly)

• Bellamione (Hermione and Bellatrix)

• Ginny and Luna (idk their ship name)

• Booth and Brennan

• Any Doctor x River

• MirAndy (Miranda and Andy)

• BlackHill (Maria and Natasha)

• SwanQueen (Regina and Emma)

- Again, I may add more eventually.

Characters:

X-Files:

• Fox Mulder

• Dana Scully

• Monica Reyes

Harry Potter:

• Draco Malfoy

• Narcissa Malfoy

• Lucius Malfoy

• Harry Potter

• Hermione Granger

• Bellatrix Black

• Ginny Weasley

• Luna Lovegood

Rizzoli & Isles:

• Jane Rizzoli

• Maura Isles

Bones:

• Seeley Booth

• Temperance Brennan

• Angela Montenegro

• Cam Saroyan

• Lance Sweets

Buffy:

• Spike

• Buffy Summers

• Dawn Summers

• Willow Rosenberg

• Tara Maclay

Avengers/Black Widow

• Natasha Romanov

• Maria Hill

• Peter Parker

Supergirl:

• Kara Danvers

• Cat Grant

• Alex Danvers

• Kelly Olsen

• J’onn J’onzz

• Samantha Arias

• Astra In-Ze

Devil Wears Prada:

• Miranda Priestly

• Andy Sachs

• Emily Charlton

• Nigel Kipling

Peaky Blinders:

• Polly Gray

Doctor Who:

• Any Doctor from 9 forward

• River Song

• Bill Potts

• Amy Pond

• Rory Williams

• Clara Oswald

• Martha Jones

Once upon a time

• Regina Mills

• Emma Swan

• Cora Mills

• Zelena Mills

I don’t write about actors x actors.

I don’t write for ships I don’t like or know very well.

I am working on several projects right now so if you send a ship request then I will get to it asap!

Just drop me an ask!

[snarkygranger1-blog]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64708897

Love Blossomed Fandom: Harry Potter/Devil Wears Prada Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Nigel Kipling Rated: T Word Count: 1362 Summary: Nigel finds himself in a bad situation until he is swept off his feet.

@xover-connection

[riggstories]

As well as COPPERHEART's new trailer, it's also new episode day for The Steam Rollers Adventure Podcast! This month, we find out what our favorite cogman, Nigel Osbert Wintermann (played by Rupert, COPPERHEART's Dr Kipling!), has been up to since the end of season two!

[hitchell-mope]

You bitch. Poor Nigel.