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marvelousmerylstreep · 4 months
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everyone say thank you to meryl streep for providing a mamma mia and devil wears prada reunion at the same event 🙏🏻
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merylstreepsworld · 4 months
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Imagine coming home to Miranda after being gone for work:
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Racing through the dimly lit streets, the distant echoes of your tires against the pavement fill the night as you make your way back home. The inky blackness of the sky above is interrupted only by the occasional flicker of a streetlamp passing by. Your mind is consumed with the thought of finally reuniting with Miranda, your wife, after an arduous work conference that kept you apart for what felt like an eternity.
Pulling up in front of the townhouse, a surge of anticipation courses through you, overriding any fatigue from the late hour. With a quick flick of the car's ignition, you leap out and dash down the quiet block, the pavement cool against your hurried steps. Your heart races faster than your feet as you reach for the familiar jangle of keys in your pocket.
Fumbling in the darkness, your hands tremble slightly in your eagerness to unlock the door and be enveloped in the warmth of your shared space. Finally, the key slips into the lock, the latch clicks open, and you swing the door wide, stepping into the familiar comfort of home.
Dumping your belongings in the foyer, you barely have a moment to catch your breath before a figure materializes in the doorway, silhouetted against the soft glow filtering in from the living room. Miranda stands there, elegant yet slightly fatigued, her presence magnetic and alluring. You're captivated by her, your heart swelling with a mix of longing and excitement. Relief washes over her delicate features as she takes in your safe return.
With a small, knowing smile, her gaze lingers on you, her eyes tracing the contours of your figure, an unspoken admiration evident in her subtle scrutiny. There's a silent exchange of reassurance and familiarity in that glance, a shared language between the two of you that requires no words.
In a tender whisper that carries a hint of relief, she delicately murmurs, "I'm glad you made it home safe," her words an unspoken echo of the worry she had carried during your absence.
You're captivated by her, your heart swelling with a mix of longing, relief, and excitement. Without hesitation, you rush toward her, the world narrowing down to the connection between the two of you. Lips meet in a fervent embrace, a passionate collision of emotions and desires.
In that instant, your hands instinctively seek her, yearning to feel the softness of her skin, the curve of her body, and the warmth of her presence. Each touch conveys the depth of longing etched into your being during your time apart. There's an urgency in the way you pull her closer, an unquenchable desire to cherish every moment of this reunion.
Miranda responds in kind, her touch igniting an equally intense flame of passion. The kisses deepen, an unspoken language of affection and yearning that seems to convey all the words unspoken during your absence. In that intimate embrace, time loses its relevance, encapsulating the sheer devotion and unrestrained desire that bind the two of you together in a moment that feels both fleeting and eternal.
Lips meeting in an impassioned embrace, murmurs of endearment escape in between fervent kisses. "Oh... oh god. I've missed you," you manage to mumble against her lips, the words laced with longing and desire. "Take me to bed."
Her response is immediate, a subtle yet palpable electricity in the air as she separates herself from your lips but remains intimately close, her eyes holding a depth of affection and understanding. With a gentle yet urgent touch, she takes your hand, leading you toward the staircase, each step resonating with the anticipation of being together once more.
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whenweallvote · 5 months
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One thing we love as much as voting rights? A strong dynamic duo 🤝
Tag your bestie below, then make sure BOTH of your voter registrations are up-to-date at weall.vote/check!
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birthdayimagewish · 5 months
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Discover the best images of lily james, showcasing her timeless beauty and undeniable talent and Experience the allure of lily james with our handpicked assortment of her finest images, portraying her iconic presence.
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priestly-sachs · 1 year
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Miranda and Andrea Padoru version 🎄
I haven't drawn for a long time, so I still need to polish many things to make it more acceptable.
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Thanks for all the love x #bestofnine #topnine #gilliananderson #davidduchovny #gillovny #merylstreep #katemulgrew https://www.instagram.com/p/CmuivFVSleA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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film-book · 1 year
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EXTRAPOLATIONS (2023) TV Show Trailer: A Star-studded Drama about Humanity's Future Adaptation to Climate Change [Apple TV+] https://film-book.com/extrapolations-2023-tv-show-trailer-a-star-studded-drama-about-humanitys-future-adaptation-to-climate-change-apple-tv/?feed_id=134316&_unique_id=63fb740832c5a
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lady----m · 1 year
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starfleetmatt · 1 year
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Meryl Streep from the Devil Wears Prada #merylstreep #meryl #merylstreepisbetterthanyousogetoverit #thedevilwearsprada #prada #pradasunglasses #actor #oscar #oscars #fashion #fashionista #vogue #voguemagazine #girlboss #gurlboss https://www.instagram.com/p/CpNmKHrPU23/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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larsfredriksvedberg · 2 years
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#merylstreep #jackmitchell #gettyimages #1977 @gettyimages https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf7RzQiKeUT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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SAME energy, that’s all.
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Meryl Streep absolutely living her best life right now
(iHeart Radio Music Awards, 2024)
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merylstreepsworld · 6 months
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Blooms of Passion Behind Closed Doors
Warning: Heavy sexual themes
Pairing: Miranda Priestly x Top Fem!Reader
Summary: You surprise Miranda at her office with flowers. The flowers spark a growing passion between you two to release some tension. Amidst the intensity of desire, the intrusion of colleagues adds a twist. Showcasing the delicate balance between professionalism and the undeniable connection that flourishes behind closed doors.
Word count: 1,647
Authors note: Thanks to @blueberrycoffee19 for requesting this story! I very much enjoyed writing this and trying to find a good balance between work and intimacy! I hope you enjoy!
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It had been a hectic week at Runway magazine, and Miranda Priestly, the formidable editor-in-chief, was known for her high standards and relentless pursuit of excellence. As her partner, you knew how demanding her job could be, and you often found creative ways to surprise her and brighten her day.
On this particular day, you decided to make an impromptu visit to the office. You carried a bouquet of fresh flowers, knowing how much Miranda appreciated their elegance and beauty. You approached her office, gently knocking on the door.
"Come in," her voice commanded from inside.
With a soft smile, you entered, the bouquet of flowers held behind your back. "Miranda," you began, "I thought you could use a little something to brighten your day."
Miranda looked up from her desk, and for a brief moment, her steely exterior softened. Her eyes met yours, a hint of surprise dancing within their depths. "And what might this be?" You presented the bouquet, and her elegant fingers brushed over the delicate petals. "Just a small gesture to remind you that you're appreciated, even in the midst of your busy day."
Miranda accepted the flowers, her lips curving into a rare but genuine smile. "You have a knack for knowing just what I need."
As she inhaled the fragrance of the blossoms, you took a step closer, your hand finding hers. The connection between you and Miranda had always been electric, and in this moment, you sensed a shift in the air, a silent agreement between your hearts. Without a word, you found yourself easing onto her lap, the surprise gift now forgotten as your lips met in a passionate kiss. Miranda's arms encircled you, pulling you closer as the world outside ceased to exist. In her office, surrounded by the splendor of the bouquet you'd brought, the two of you shared an intimate moment, a quiet declaration of the love you'd found in each other.
Miranda's icy exterior melts away when she's alone with you. Her eyes, once piercing, now sparkle with warmth and affection. She captures your lips in a lingering kiss, her tongue delicately seeking yours. The world outside the office disappears as you both get lost in each other.
The intensity of your passion seemed to engulf the room, but the bouquet of flowers you had brought suddenly became a reminder of the world outside. With a sigh, you reluctantly pulled away from Miranda, your fingers tracing her jawline. You had to put the flowers down, at least for now, to fully embrace this intimate moment. With a gentle touch, you set the bouquet on Miranda's desk. The vibrant petals contrasted with the impeccably organized documents and fashion magazines that surrounded them, a testament to the collision of your love and her demanding work.
Miranda watched as you carefully placed the flowers on her desk, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She understood the necessity of this brief interruption and welcomed the opportunity to savor this moment with you.
Once the bouquet was in its place, you turned your attention back to Miranda. You resumed your position on her lap, your lips eagerly reconnecting with hers. Your fingers tangled in her hair as your desire continued to build, both of you fully immersed in the passion that had ignited in her office. Her fingers glide sensually down your back, sending shivers of desire through your body. You let out a soft moan against her lips, the taste of her desire intoxicating. Your hands explore the contours of her elegant neck and slide down to the exposed skin beneath her silk blouse.
Miranda's fingers tangle in your hair, deepening the kiss. The passion between you ignites, a fire that has burned since the day you met, and now it consumes you both. She pulls you even closer, and you can feel the rapid beating of her heart echoing your own.
Your lips trail down the column of her neck, leaving a path of soft kisses. Her breath quickens, and she arches her back, surrendering to the sensation. Your hands move further down, slipping beneath the fabric of her blouse to caress her skin, making her gasp in pleasure.
Miranda's touch becomes even more electrifying, her fingers sliding under your shirt with a deliberate sensuality. She trails soft kisses along your jawline and down to your collarbone, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine.
With a slow, deliberate pace, Miranda unbuttons your shirt, revealing your skin inch by inch. Her lips follow the path her fingers take, leaving a trail of fiery kisses that makes your heart race.
You let out a soft gasp as Miranda's hands finally remove your shirt, leaving just your bra to cover your breasts. Her eyes, filled with a potent mix of desire and adoration, meet yours. "You are breathtaking," she murmurs. Miranda's lips descend further, her kisses igniting a fire within you. You arch your back, your body aching for her touch. She unhurriedly slides her hands along your sides, her fingers grazing your skin, teasing and tantalizing. Her nimble fingers unhook your bra, freeing your chest, and she continues her assault of kisses down your body.
A rush of heat engulfs you as Miranda's lips reach your breasts. She takes one nipple into her mouth, sucking gently, causing you to moan in ecstasy. The pleasure courses through your veins, and your fingers instinctively find their way into her hair, urging her on.
With every touch, every caress, the desire between you intensifies. Miranda's hands travel lower, tracing the curve of your hips, her lips following in pursuit. Your breaths come in ragged gasps as she reaches the waistband of your pants.
In a whirlwind of passion, you find yourself stripped down to just your pants, the desire in Miranda's eyes mirroring your own. The world beyond her office is a distant memory, as you and Miranda become one in the intoxicating dance of love and longing.
As you share this tender moment, the door swings open, revealing Nigel, Miranda's trusted confidant and the Art Director of Runway magazine. He steps in, a smile on his face, but it quickly fades as he notices your intimate position with Miranda.
"Miranda, I just wanted to discuss the layout for the next issue," Nigel begins, his voice trailing off as he takes in the sight before him.
Miranda, unflappable as ever, calmly addresses him. "Nigel?"
Nigel stammers slightly, trying to regain his composure. "I...I'll come back later."
You, however, are lost in your connection with Miranda, nuzzling her neck and whispering sweet nothings. The chemistry between the two of you is undeniable, making it challenging for anyone to look away. Miranda remains seated, her hands still on you, but her focus shifts to her colleague. She acknowledges Nigel with a composed smile. "Nigel, I trust you've got the layout sorted?"
Nigel, ever the professional, glances briefly at your barely clad form before directing his attention to Miranda as he walks over beside the desk. "Yes, Miranda, it's all in order."
You, on the other hand, continue to sit there with a nonchalant air, offering a friendly nod to Nigel as if nothing extraordinary is occurring. "Hey, Nigel."
Nigel manages a polite nod in return, though it's clear his composure is being tested. He clears his throat and proceeds with the business at hand.
Just as you're deep in the throes of affection, Andrea, Miranda's second assistant, enters the room with a stack of documents in her arms. She freezes, her eyes widening as she takes in the scene. Her cheeks flush, and her gaze darts between Miranda, Nigel, and you.
Miranda finally notices Andrea's flustered state and her lack of focus on the task at hand. "Andrea, is there something you'd like to share with us?" Miranda's tone is icy, snapping Andrea back to reality.
Andrea stammers, struggling to find her words. "I...I'm sorry, Miranda. I didn't mean to interrupt."
Miranda's eyes narrow, and she gestures for Andrea to approach her desk. "Come here, Andrea."
Andrea approaches Miranda's desk with trepidation, while you remain in Miranda's lap, undisturbed. Miranda's aura of power and authority is as evident as ever. With a sigh, Miranda speaks, her voice commanding the room. "Andrea, I expect my team to maintain professionalism at all times. It's apparent that you need a reminder. So, let this be one."
Andrea nods, her embarrassment apparent as she looks at you and Miranda. "Yes, Miranda. I apologize for the disruption."
After a moment of contented silence with Miranda, you decide it's time to acknowledge Andrea's presence. With your easygoing demeanor, you twist your upper body around and extend a hand to Andrea, who is still flustered. "Andrea, I don't think we've officially met. I'm [Your Name]. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Andrea, her nerves clearly getting the best of her, hesitantly takes your hand. "I'm Andrea. Nice to meet you," she mumbles, unable to hide her surprise at how casual and unaffected you are by the unconventional situation.
Miranda, sensing the tension in the room, takes a moment to reassert her authority. "That's enough of this," she declares, and her voice cuts through the awkwardness. "We have work to do." Nigel nods, still somewhat baffled by the scene in front of him, and Andrea retreats from the office, leaving you to continue your intimate moment with Miranda. While the professional world outside her office might buzz with rumors and intrigue, the two of you remain blissfully wrapped up in your own world, where the rules of convention seem secondary to your love for one another.
With Nigel and Andrea's exit, you and Miranda are left with a newfound sense of privacy in her office. You slide even closer to Miranda in her lap, your fingers gently tracing the curve of her jawline as you whisper, "Where were we, darling?"
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nospoilerreviews · 1 year
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It's the end of the world as Hollywood sows it and Don't Look Up does a fine job scattering its seed, even some of it lands on stony ground. https://is.gd/cjFa44
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myselfcorleone · 1 year
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The legends of celluloid #alpacino #merylstreep #al #pacino #alpacinoedit #alpacinoquotes #alpacinofan #alpacinomovies #merylstreepedit #merylstreeppage #thecdgs #movies #goldenglobes #oscar (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmAPnxMPXoI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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fishbone-art · 2 years
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sketch I did after watching the movie “Death becomes her” I’m a sucker for dark macabre comedy ✨ . . . #deathbecomesher #merylstreep #goldiehawn #cinema #movies #fanart #artist #artistsofig #artistssupportingartists #moviefans #90sstyle #movieart #macabreartist #darkcomedy #sketching #artchallenge (presso Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg5j7I3q7pV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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