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Eames had always bickered with Arthur but it had crossed the line from friendly banter into solidly flirting over the course of the Fischer job, and particularly over the course of the last week.
A couple of moments in-between the time they wake back up on the first level and when they wake up on the plane
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Arthur and Eames take a job that requires them to pretend to be a couple at an extravagant ball.
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A car crash during a job leaves Arthur paralyzed from the waist down and relegated to a wheelchair. Eames, feeling guilty for having recommended the job to him, stays with him for a while to help him adjust to his new life... and though he'd expected to help the Point Man out and be on his way, he gets much more than he bargained for.
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イームスとアーサーの掌編まとめ。
Short stories of Eames and Arthur.
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meeting parents is never easy. even when you are not marrying said parents son.
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arthur tries and fails to forget his mistake.
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arthur and eames through the years. Ish.
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My James Bond-inspired Inception universe.
There will be more added, as the inspiration strikes, but I figured it would be handy to have all the parts together (and in proper chronological order) for easier reading.
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Eames admittedly hadn't been a huge fan of Venice the first time he'd visited. With Arthur though? Venice was beautiful
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Eames comes home to find a very frustrated Arthur and he knows just how to help him unwind, by giving him his cock to warm.
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Eames doesn’t look at Arthur more than he has to during the briefing with Carter. This is usually the time where Eames would trade jabs with Arthur, poke holes into Arthur’s contingency plans, glance cursorily through Arthur’s notes and then be absolutely breathtakingly brilliant. Eames seems to be happy enough to follow Carter’s lead on this job.
Arthur doesn’t touch his face, but his bruised skin tingles with what Arthur is steadfastly not thinking of as shame. It’s part of the job. A black eye and a spilt lip from where Carter’s ring had caught mid-strike is more cosmetic than crippling.
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In which nobody is a damsel in distress.
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In which Eames doesn't know a good thing when he's got it, and Arthur always seems to suffer for it.
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Dreams, torture and blowjobs: these are the things Arthur and Eames argue about.
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A series of loud bangs on the door shake Cobb from his sleep. He frowns and looks at the clock, swearing when he sees it’s just after four in the morning. Whoever is banging so loudly on his door is going to wake up the kids.
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Video calls aren't ideal and time zones are annoying, but it's better than nothing
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Arthur looked down, refusing to look at him. “They were just dreams. They shouldn’t be bothering me.”
Eames sighed. “You know as well as I do that shit feels real when you’re in it. Your brain doesn’t care whether it was real or a dream. It just remembers it happened.”
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Arthur met Eames at MoMA coincidentally when he had a day off.
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For an inception-kink prompt. Sunday was the 8 month anniversary of when you shot me in the face...just an FYI.
Originally written/posted in 2010.
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Arthur and Eames spy on each other while they're apart. Because in their line of work, that's as good as flirting. And it's all fun and games until it's not.
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“Flattering though your opinion of me might be,” Eames said, at the time, “I don’t actually fancy twelve year old boys.”
“He’s seventeen,” Mal corrected him.
“Oh,” Eames said, and cut another look across the workshop. “Seventeen? Really?”
“Promise me,” Cobb repeated, more urgently.
“Yeah, of course,” Eames answered, still frowning over at Arthur, all elbows and floppy hair and — yes, there it was — interestingly mobile hips. “No, I won’t lay a hand on his virgin —“