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Title: Frankie Says (Get Your Shit Together, You Emotionally Constipated Jackass)
Rating: NC-17
Author: [ profile] tourdefierce
Word Count: 4,000
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Violence, Fluff, Crack/Humor, Extreme stereotyping and Ariadne being awesome at all things.
Summary: Eames learns that Arthur knows how to say Slurpee in French... among other things.
Author's Notes: This fic was written for [ profile] i_reversebang and I had a lovely artists, [ profile] katy_romance, who requested French!Arthur. Thanks to [ profile] sabriel75 and [ profile] samsamtastic for all their betaing and encouragement. Also, [ profile] roflolmaomg doesn't suck at helpin' a sister out.

As a disclaimer goes, I'm an American and know nothing about anything but Slurpees and Ellen Page's nipples. All jest about nations is made without malicious intensions.

Click here for NWS art and please leave her some feedback on her lovely, really fantastic art. ♥

bulldogs, slurpees and sex: do the body good. )
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Title: Sploogetastic (What, What: In The Butt)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Unprotected sex, crack, rough sex, language, filthyfilthyfilth and ♥
Word Count: 5,565
Summary: This is a story wherein Arthur is a bastard, Eames is in love, Ariadne is taking over the world with her vocabulary and Yusuf is the only one with any dignity left to lose. This is a love story.
Author's Notes: Fuck you LJ. This was originally posted for [ profile] cherrybina's Inception Kink Fest. Many thanks to [ profile] sabriel75 for betaing this for me. I would apologize but Ariadne says, "BITCHES DON'T APOLOGIZE. WE JUST REPRESENT." Holla.

barebacking, yo )

This post has prompted me to give Ariadne her own tags because my love for her is greater than anything. None of you will ever be able to compare to Ariadne. Her nipples will eventually take over the world. I'll put in a good word for you all, but there is no promises and she takes no prisoners. [ profile] ravyn_ashling will probably be awarded a small island for her proper worship of Ariadne. You should be so lucky.

This fic was brought to you, in part, by inner lesbian rage, Ellen Page's cardigans superiority and not wearing pants.
If you are all wondering if I just named a fic Sploogetastic (What, What: In The Butt), just know that this is reality.

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Title: Shameless
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Warnings: Unprotected sex, filthy!Arthur, crack, language and did I mention the filth?
Word count: 1,000
Summary: Eames is having difficultly focusing (because Arthur fucked him like a stallion, a stallion I tell you).
Author's Note: I wrote this as ANON for [ profile] cherrybina's Ass Worship fest. It's unbeta'd and full of typos. Once again, I don't care. It's porn.

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Title: Baby, We're Natural Born Killers
Rating: R for language and violence
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Warnings: Eames being a BAMF, references to sexual harassment and unbeta'd so it has tons of typos. I DON'T CARE.
Word count: 1200ish
Summary: Arthur gets to office, only to find Eames hanging out with some dead bodies. Business as usual.
Author's Note: This was written for [ profile] latenightcuppa to make her feel joy.

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Title: Dream a Little Dream (Of Me)
Summary: Arthur has inner lesbian rage or a fic in which dreams are really fucking with Arthur's delicate repression.
Word Count: 6,450
Warnings: Sex, lots of cursing, violence, casual treatment of stalking/crime, alternating POVs, French decadence and a pretty BAMF!Ariadne. There might be some crack... if you squint.
Notes: [ profile] thisissirius asked for coming untouched and kissing in the rain and I wrote this based on those prompts. I hope she likes this, even if Eames isn't her favorite character. ♥ Thanks to [ profile] ravyn_ashling for betaing this for me. Any remaining mistakes are entirely my own.

Arthur has inner lesbian rage )

I ♥ you.
Carry on
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Title: Words for Dreamers
Rating: Rish
Pairing: Arthur/Eames, Arthur/Mal is you squint
Warnings: Gore? Poetry? Richard Siken?
Word count: 1157
Summary: Richard Siken.
Author's Note: [ profile] lemniciate has a Richard Siken fest going on at her journal: Go check it out!. Since I've written like, THREE Star Trek/RPF fics to Siken, I'm just gonna leave this year. OH HEY INCEPTION FANDOM.

When I get you alone... )
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Title: Eames' Fucking Ace Plan or How Eames Finally Conned Arthur into Sleeping With Him
Rating: R to NC-17 (There isn't any detailed smut. There I've warned you.)
Summary: Eames has feelings, there is a Five Step Plan (where Eames is awesome) and Arthur just fucking rolls with it.
Word Count: 2,500
Warnings: Slight crack, violence, language, some sexy times, Eames in general, casual treatment of sexual harassment and stalking (both of which are serious business in real-life, ok?)
Notes: Um. What? I know. I write something experimental for my first Inception fic and then I write this. I dunno guys, I'm fucked up. This is for [ profile] fakebody, who asked for Eames/Arthur and this is what I came up with. You guys, this is obviously all your faults. I should be working on my SUPER-SERIOUS-INCEPTION!fic but instead, I'm writing this. Deal with it.

Yusuf is also kind of a sweet deal in this )

Riiight. I know. I go from pretentiousness to this. If I knew how to make one of them stop, you know I totally would. I blame Tom Hardy's chubby this face. HIS FACE GUYS. *points to icon* HIS MOTHERFUCKING FACE.
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Title: ineffable.
Author: [ profile] tourdefierce
Rating: P for pretentious (R for language)
Fandom: Inception (oh god why)
Disclaimer: I don't own Inception and I'm not making any money.
Summary: This is a character study. This is a story about kissing.
Word Count: 1,200ish.
Warning: Language, dream/reality weirdness, gobs of pretentiousness, post-modernism
Pairing: Eames/Arthur, Eames gen
Author's notes: Um, okay. Well, I was in a weird mood. Probably because I was wearing a stripped gray and white button and little else when [ profile] roflolmaomg emailed me for making out fic and next thing I know, I'm abandoning everything I'm doing to write this little ficlet that makes little sense and is all... well, it's all very Samuel Beckett goes gay and has lots of fucking feelings. You should probably listen to "Don't Cry For Me Argentina" while you read this. NOT EVEN JOKING. HOW IS THIS MY LIFE. Obviously, if you've made it this far then you should be given some sort of award.

Oh inception fandom, you fucking slay me. This is my first fic. I ALSO HAVE SOME FEELINGS ABOUT THIS AND I WILL SHARE/COMPLAIN/ANGST MY HEART OUT LATER. But they look a lot like this:


right? RIGHT? Oh god. Why am I even still typing right now?

"The truth is, I never left you. All through my wild days, my mad existence, I kept my promise—don't keep your distance."--Evita (like a boss) singing (like a boss) about feelings (like a boss)


The things I write in the name of gwen. This is my own little corner in the box of shame.


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