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@margotexposed
below are some basic connections for MARGOT ROBBIE. Margot is SINGLE and currently living in LOS ANGELES, CA. She identifies as STRAIGHT and was born on JULY 2nd, 1990 making her 33 YEARS OLD. if you spot a connection you're interested in, feel free to shoot me an IM or comment below.
"And are you sure your friends are okay with it? They all look a bit brassed off." He smirked, looking over in their direction and waving. "I don't know if they more jealous of me or you but you know what, I don't care. I promised we'd have a hang on this trip and that's what I'm doing. Now, I hope you brought your suit because you and I are going scuba diving! Excited?!" He asked, after the hug had ended and he'd helped her into the passenger seat of his car. They weren't going far but he had taken the extra effort to pick a more secluded spot for the pair of them. He didn't want to ruin the fun the pair were having by exposing their fwbs relationship to the world. Neither of them were ready for that. Not that it was anything to be ashamed of, he loved it in fact, she was very special to him, but he cared because it was no one business. "Thank you though. For agreeing to come with me. After our last hang out where you got a glimpse of my hidden nerd, I figured it was time to show you my more adventurous side."
Margot laughed as she waved them off. "They are more than fine, don't worry about them," she said with a grin as he peeked around her to wave. She took a step back as he showed him her apparel, doing a spin for him. She was wearing a white bikini with a floral wrap, see-through skirt and white sandals. "I'm already ready." She brought her sunglasses back down over her eyes before accepting his help to the passenger side door and she eyed him as he got in. She thought he was sculpted by the Greek Gods, he was beautiful. "Oh the nerd has an adventurous side?" she teased with a bright smile on her face. "Then let's say I am more than intrigued. I am excited to escape from the friends to explore this with you."
Well well well if it isn't miss Barbie herself what did you do to get stuck with little ol me? you know i am still heartbroken i didn't got you to do a cameo for Deadpool, but then again i only have myself to blame since you know, i didn't asked but still, you should know i am very hurt by it, maybe future one if i'm lucky? @margotexposed
Hold up babes, so what I'm gathering here is you hurt your own feelings because you didn't ask a girl if she wanted to be in one of the highest grossing films? That definitely sounds like a you problem and all of sudden it's become a me problem because I would have been very tempted to turn my back on DC to fulfill my marvel destiny. I'd be willing to play an australian villain to wolverine and deadpool in the future. It's written, it's out there in the world, we need Disney to hop on this bandwagon.
Hey, Barbie. How are you? Just wanted to pop over and check in. I heard about The Sims movie and I'm excited for that to come out. Playing Sims 2 was kind of my dirty little secret. My younger sisters used to play and suckered me in one day. I acted like I hated it but would sneak up late and play it. /@margotexposed
You played Sims 2 but didn't make it to Sims 3? That's the one that held my heart. What might a girl ought to do to convince you to bring it back out again and play?
Where: Leo Carrillo State Beach
With: @margotexposed
Nick had been making his rounds during the trip, trying to take in as much sun and fun as he could before he had to bury himself in his work again. There were still a few things left on the Brit's list that he hadn't had a chance to do yet and he wanted to make sure that he got to experience it with someone who he knew would enjoy such an excursion. So after packing a bag with some swimming trunks, sunscreen, and other necessities, he sent a text to Margot, asking her to meet him in the parking lot. He had planned a day of scuba diving, something he'd never experienced but had always wanted to try, along with a walk along the beach before joining some other friends for dinner. Smiling wide as he saw the blonde approaching, he stood off the hood of his car where he'd been leaning and waved. "Hello gorgeous. Ready to get wet?"
Margot had been enjoying her trip with some girlfriends by the beach and pool. This was some needed time away from work and Hollywood that she didn't know she needed. When she got a text from a Brit that she had been spending more and more time with, it brought a smile to her face and she excused herself from a few of her girlfriends to meet him in the parking lot. Lucky for her she was already ready to go. She threw on a wrap as a skirt and walked out to the parking lot to meet him. Her smile transformed into a large grin when she saw him leaning on his car. Her white pale skin finally has a hint of brown to it as she's been spending majority of her days in the sun. When she heard his greeting she busted out laughing. "In more ways than one, yes," she said through laughter. She then pulled him in for a hug, lingering there for a moment then pulled away to get into the car.
Guess I'll just take that as a compliment, taking the world by storm. Has a nice ring to it. Hmm, well got to thank 'them' then that you reached out to me. Trust me, I would never want to be on your bad side. Think you can be pretty scary if you want to. Guess we're just a bunch of workaholics. I just don't know what to do with myself during breaks. So you have projects coming up? Or are you producing stuff? I'm just taking every compliment that comes my way. Don't play too hard to get because guys get tired of that too. But I am curious what it'll take to get you to come to New York. Just give me some time. I'll figure something out. Some alone time never hurt anyone.
I think you should definitely take it as a compliment as I only mean it as one of the most sincerest. I don't know if there's anything you can do to warrant a bad side though. I am still finishing up a Big Bold Beautiful Journey and getting the Monopoly movie off the ground now. I am really excited about that. I'll say that your persistance will get you a lot farther than you think, Butler. Keep those ideas coming and you just might find yourself with a beautiful Australian visitor sooner than you think.
this weekend i’m in san fran but then after that, i’ll be around la for a bit. let me know when then works for you. i’m ready to make all sorts of dreams come true.
Oh my god I am blushing. How do you even do that? I have just been working on various up and coming projects in the works and filming my next movie. Maybe if someone is persuasive enough they can convince me to leave my cave I call a home.
Oh shush, that's not what's happening right now. Guess they just want you to follow my every move then. Still so weird that people are so invested in finding out what I'm doing all the time. No, that's true. Would be rude to suddenly just ghost you. No one ghosts Margot Robbie. I will, don't worry about that. But you know, the filming just doesn't stop only because I need a break. My pretty butt, huh? I wouldn't mind you coming to New York to keep me company. Have to use my charm for something.
As an outsider looking in, I can see that you are taking the world by storm. I guess whoever 'they' is want me to stalk you. Maybe 'they' are the reason why I reached out to you now. That is absolutely right, Austin, no one ghosts Margot Robbie. You see my friend Harley here, she makes sure no one gets on my bad side. I know that better than anyone - I don't know how to take breaks. That's probably why I have so many projects were working on and I keep saying, hey, what's another 10 minute meeting. You would fixate on the 'pretty butt' part of that sentence, you must still be hung up on the charm. You'd have to do a lot more than charm and flash that gorgeous smile at me for company. Keep trying though, I want to see what's left in that treasure box of yours though. I don't fold that easily. Looks like you'll be on your own, what a darn shame.
while your intellect is quite enticing, people complimenting you on your looks isn't a bad thing. appearance is the first thing a person sees. you don't automatically know that a person is intelligent, but you do automatically know if they're your type visually. and then learning about their intellect is just an added bonus.
See, that's so much better. I agree, it's just after helping create the world of Barbie and creating Harley Quinn, most people don't see the underlying aspects and only stick to the physical. While it is the first thing a person sees, it isn't hard to see that underneath it all is a creator of so many brilliant stories and helping these worlds come to life. Maybe, I was a bit harsh at the get-go, but it was a recent sore spot.
Have you been stalking me, Miss Robbie? Got a few facts wrong there, I am currently working on a new project but I promise that I am relaxing whenever I can. What a good friend you are for looking out for me. I've mostly been stuck in New York so you know, seen some Broadway plays and had some nice dinners. Would've been even nicer with better company.
Hey, it's not stalking when you are taking over the world by breathing. I watched your movie and after I texted you about Bikeriders my social media has been 'Austin Butler seen in NYC going to a Broadway Show!' 'What's Austin Butler Doing Next?' I'm just saying, it's not very hard to stalk you if I wanted to. Then again, I have your number and you always respond to me, babe, I don't need to stalk you when I have access to you. You need to take time for yourself, babe, you suck at that. If I have to come to New York to sit your pretty butt down to finally chill out, I will. I would know because I see it in myself - I don't know how to take time for myself. Don't threaten me with your charm and that good company line - You're already irresistible.
if you of all people are making the trip, you better believe my ass with be performing even if i have to raise myself from the kesha-induced death. the feeling's so mutual and i'm just like what is real life right now because you're an actual queen. i got you, babe. nothing on the schedule right now but you'll be the first to know when that changes.
I wouldn't say no to you coming out to LA to come spend time with yours truly and finally making my dreams come true to meet you. Just saying. Us blonde queens have to come together.
if it worked, then yes. if not, then i'm joking. you're the first lucky lady to be on the receiving end of that particular line. so tips and pointers are welcomed.
I think you should go with your heart and continue speaking from there. However, I prefer a man who will not just look at me and say I'm hot, it's old and over. I would rather they look at my intellect.
“I know that change can be scary sometimes but there are some things you just don’t mess with and anything Henry Cavill has blessed is one of those things. That man can play any role and you know its going to be magnificent. Despite all the shite that he got for the DCU, I quite personally loved him as Superman, which makes it so hard for me to accept that he will no longer play that role going forward. I’m willing to give the new studios a chance to see what they do with it but it better be damn good.” He stated, nodding his head. He couldn’t quite put his finger on why things were so easy between them, why he didn’t feel like he had to hide this side of himself. Apart from Taylor, Margot was the only other person who knew this side of him and while it didn’t make him nervous, he did wonder what it was about her that made him feel so open. She was so special and he could tell that their friendship and whatever else developed between them was going to be as equally special. Besides, the accent didn’t hurt either. “I have never had that situation occur personally but I would not hesitate to quit or walk away from a project that I felt no longer fit the ideals and beliefs that I felt they should or if they strayed too far from the original narrative. And before you say anything, The Idea of You wasn’t my fault.”
When she leaned in, he chuckled but met her halfway, eyes boring into her as they narrowed slightly, waiting to see just what house she aligned herself with. Her choice wouldn’t matter, they were still going out for coffee, but it might lead to some very in depth conversation that a simple cuppa wouldn’t be able to handle. He had no where else to be but a busy leading lady like Margot probably didn’t have the time to go into hours long debates on Game of Thrones, which if he were being honest, was kind of bumming him out but he was going to cherish whatever time he got with the beautiful Australian. While he had guessed she wouldn’t be House Lannister, her choice did surprise him. “Very interesting. I see your point, however, the Starks had a bit of a unlucky streak throughout most, if not all, seasons. Sure, all of it undeserved and at the hands of the Devil herself, but some could argue that that’s not a very worthy House as a result. Every time you turned around, it was something new and precarious involving one of the Stark children. Still want to align yourself with them?” He asked, waiting for her response to which she nodded. A small smile crept onto his face. “Good answer. Despite all of that negativity and brutality thrust upon them, hey never faltered, never gave up. They persevered and not only grew stronger as individuals but as a family and if that doesn’t deserve our loyalty and bending of the knee, then I don’t know who does.” He finished, turning the key in the ignition. “Stark blood eh? That explains so much about you." He smirked, giving her a playful wink again. "And for the record, I wouldn’t have judged your decision at all but if you’d said Lannister, we would have gotten drive through coffee instead.”
Margot chuckled softly, her gaze playful as she listened to Nicholas express his admiration for Henry Cavill and his heartfelt connection to Superman. She leaned in closer, her expression a mix of curiosity and admiration. "Nicholas, darling, I couldn't agree more about Henry Cavill. He's got that rare ability to embody characters with such depth and authenticity. And Superman? Well, he made us believe a man could fly all over again," she said, her voice tinged with affection for the iconic superhero. She leaned back, her fingers lightly tapping against the armrest. "And as for 'The Idea of You,' well," Margot teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "I wouldn't dream of blaming you for something so... fanfic. I did try to give that a watch after our first chat and I really couldn't stay into it for the plot. Now, I did finish watching it because you captivated my attention," she added with a grin as she bopped him on the nose. Internally she was screaming about her actions. 'Did you just boop him?!' her brain screamed.
Margot couldn't help but be amused by Nicholas's playful scrutiny and the way he dissected her choice of House Stark with such articulate passion. His eyes, filled with curiosity and a hint of admiration, only added to the pleasant tension between them. "Well, Nicholas," she replied with a playful glint in her eyes, "I must admit, you make a compelling argument against the Starks' streak of misfortune. They certainly faced more than their fair share of challenges, courtesy of the devious plotting in the Seven Kingdoms." She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "But isn't that what makes their story so captivating? Despite it all, they never surrendered their values or each other." Her lips curled into a thoughtful smile as she considered his earlier remarks. "As for House Lannister," Margot continued, her tone light with a hint of jest, "they do have a knack for making bold moves and holding onto power. But there's something about the Starks' resilience that resonates with me—maybe it's the Australian in me appreciating an underdog story. Perhaps it's because deep down, I believe in rooting for the ones who rise above adversity." She tilted her head slightly, a lock of blonde hair falling over her shoulder. "Or maybe," she added softly, "it's because I see a bit of that same strength in you." Their conversation flowed effortlessly, seamlessly blending their shared love for stories with a growing sense of mutual attraction. As Nicholas started the car, Margot couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement at the prospect of more moments like this—where their worlds intersected in witty exchanges and lingering glances. "Drive-through coffee," Margot echoed with a playful smirk, "now that would have been a tragedy indeed. I much prefer our caffeinated adventures accompanied by spirited debates and your company." Her voice held a teasing edge, inviting him to continue their playful banter.
I see that you are finally taking a break from all of your amazing work you're doing. I know how much you dive into your work so I am only coming to you to make sure you're doing your due diligence in relaxing, Mr. Butler. What are you doing to relax and unwind? @austvnfm
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a plastic surgeon.
I am so disappointed that I didn't think of that myself. Bravo, Nicholas. I should have used you as a commercial to hype the audience up for Barbie. Kind of like the pixar shorts they used to do for pixar films in the theater. Nick Jonas doing awkward stand up comedy using Barbie and Ken jokes.
Nick had always been an old soul trapped in the body of young looking person and it was quite comical to imagine. Instead of partying with his friends, or going on lavish vacations just because he could, he preferred the quiet life, the mundane and sometimes boring, lifestyle of his more ordinary neighbors. He chose to live in a gated community where he wasn’t as well known, where he could walk his dog or ride his bike along the streets and not have people screaming or chasing you down the sidewalk. He preferred a night in, watching a good movie (or the really shit ones that you could laugh at and talk over) as opposed to a night at the club and he could talk for hours about the differences between books and their films. It had been quite a while since he’d met anyone that could match him and he hoped that Margot would be able to keep up because he loved seeing this side of her, not that she had anything to hide or prove to anyone, but he was impressed that she was much more than what society saw her as. He was looking more and more to their evening as he knew there would no time for awkward silence where they were concerned.
He adjusted the glasses on his face, pushing them up onto his nose like the stereotypical nerd and let out a small chuckle. He had been meaning to get a new pair but the ones he wore exuded confidence and were perfect for hiding his face a la Clark Kent. Another topic he would need to bring up during their already growing list of subjects to discuss. Once he was successfully in the car, he was about to start her up when Margot’s hand shot up and he glanced over at her, a quizzical look on his face. At her question, he placed a hand over his heart and let his head fall back against the head rest. “Cavill, our sweet Witcher Prince. There can only be one Geralt and he was it. No offense to Chris’s brother who’s name I can’t remember but he will never be my Geralt. I one hundred percent refuse to watch the new season.” He explained, nodding his head before smiling. “I also have a question for you, dearest Margot. What Game of Thrones House do you support? This is important and your answer may affect how the date goes.” He challenged with a wink before starting the car, waiting for her response.
Margot couldn't help but smile as she watched him adjust his glasses with an endearing blend of nerdy charm and casual confidence. His Clark Kent-esque demeaner, complete with the glasses perched just right on his nose was a delightful contradiction to his youthful appearance. Even though she was nervous, the casual nature was helping ease a bit of her nerves. Margot's smile transformed into a grin as he launched into his passionate defense of Henry Cavill as the one true portrayal of Geralt. He had her thoroughly entertained. Margot felt a surge of affection for the way he embraced his fandom with such genuine enthusiasm. It was clear that he had a deep-seated appreciation for the things he loved, and Margot found herself drawn to his enthusiastic yet down-to-earth manner. His ability to discuss his interests with such fervor was such a change from the superficiality she often encountered. "I love my Hemsworth boys, but I can't stand behind it. I love what he stood for and I would have walked away, too. People forget that we have every right to step away, usually. Make sure you always read the fine print when you signing onto any movie or TV show."
As the conversation shifted to Game of Thrones, she saw the playful challenge in his eyes. The question about each house wasn't just a conversation starter; it was a window into how he viewed her. The way he raised his eyebrow, coupled with that mischievous wink, made her heart flutter. She leaned in slightly, savoring the flirty undertone of the moment. She met his challenging, playful gaze and raised her eyebrow as she rested her chin on her hand that was on the divider between them. "Ah, I see. It's time to discuss politics," she teased, her voice was dripping with playful mock seriousness. "I am definitely House Stark territory. Their fierce loyalty, resilience, and, of course, the direwolves have always had a special place in my heart. Plus, who doesn’t love a bit of winter drama? Who wouldn't want to be a Stark is the real question here," she teased. "However, House Martell was captivating me as Pedro Pascal is one of my favorite human beings." Margot flashed him a cheeky grin, leaning back in her seat with a teasing air. “But I have to ask—you’re not going to judge me for my allegiance, are you? After all, it’s not like I can control the Stark genes in my blood.”
They do. I try to sleep when he sleeps which is what everyone keeps saying but yeah. I mean his dad helps when he's not in training or doesn't have a game. Which he does, both today and tomorrow but yeah. Oh my god that sounds like the cutest thing ever! Did you get butterflies? Eh that's history I don't want to revisit honestly. Haha no calls to Seb necessary trust me. Ooooh intriguing
It's always easier said than done, though. How is everything going there? Is he treating you right? When is he coming back? Saturday? That's got to be really hard, so here I am wishing you resilience and perseverance as you both navigate this journey. I did get them. He's kind of beautiful, like the kind of beautiful I want to just stare at. That's so creepy of me!
