This is a fanfic about Cate Blanchett and Sandra Bullock mostly during the Ocean's 8 period. On wattpad I don't see a lot of Cate and Sandy real life fanfic but more Debbie-Lou fanfic so I thought it could be interesting to right one. I hope you'll find it realistic...

"𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤? 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙞'𝙢 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧" 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙥. 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

({ book cover from pinterest - i do not claim it! }) This is an Oceans 8 fanfiction between y/n and Lou Miller. The other characters are apart of the book, but this is mainly a love story. There are trigger warnings at the beginning of each chapter, so please look out for those! This is also my first book, so please keep that in mind. There will also be smut, fluff, and suggestive talk in this book. I do not claim any of these characters, this is simply just a fanfiction for all you middle aged actress lovers out there :)

Callie, or cal as she likes to be called, is the bastard born daughter of Hershel-another title she likes to give herself. During Hershel's drinking days, he made a big mistake-he got a woman pregnant. Being the scared and delusional farmer he was back then, he ran away and went home hoping he could forget the situation forever. Callie showed up with a sheriff at his door a few years later and Hershel was forced to care for her but the relationship is not that of his other two daughters, Maggie and Beth. Now, as the world is turning to shit and so is Cal, it's up to a certain redneck to save her. The only problem, that redneck needs to be saved himself-and he doesn't want to be saved.

🚨 𝐍𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝. ⚠️ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⚠️ The kisses and the intoxicating touches linger like a sin - those should not be done and must be stopped, but the rhythmic sounds of the moans are enough to make the sin run for what it feels like forever. Would they be brave to worship a sin as if it is a saint worth worshipping for?

I had always been inlove with her. She was an important part of my life. I had screwed around countless times. Never did I imagine I would be able to hold her dear. Although I loved her, I knew deep down she didn't love me. She was just confused. *Mature readers only*