Eames, I Am Impressed

You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darlin’

[loveslikesand-dislikes]

[incorrect-inception-quotes]

Yusuf: Okay, Fischer, Saito, Ariadne. Fuck, marry, kill.

Eames: I marry Arthur.

Yusuf: Eames, he isn't even an option here!

Eames: I marry Arthur.

Yusuf: Eames.

Eames: Marry. Arthur.

[incorrect-inception-quotes]

Miles: Dom, I never doubted you for a second.

Cobb: Thanks Miles!

Cobb: ... You're lying to me though aren't you.

Miles: Yes, I very much doubted you.

[lola-mmmm]

Arthur/Eames. They live in the same apartment building. Eames keeps forgetting his keys and locking himself out. Luckily they're both on Grindr and Eames uses that app to ask Arthur to come let him in.

XD Oh Eames.

Based off this post: (x)

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Eames only wanted to pop out to get himself some snacks. He was distracted when at the last minute, his dog a runt chocolate lab named Kingston, decided he wanted to go too. Eames set down his things to grab Kingston’s leash and then went out to the shop with his beloved dog. 

He got his snacks and ended up chatting outside with his friend, Yusuf who was on his way into the shop just as Eames left. They caught up and made a later date to have drinks, once Eames was wearing proper shoes and didn’t have his dog. Eames only looked down, seeing he was wearing his basketball shorts and his Adidas slides. 

“What’s wrong with my shoes?”

“You look like you’re doing a wash, you proper slob!”

Eames laughed and nudged his friend.

“Ah, fuck off! I’ll see you later!”

Yusuf laughed and they waved to each other as Eames headed back home with Kingston. 

He climbed up the steps to his building, Kingston right beside him and Eames stopped at the front door and went into his pocket to get his keys only to feel his phone and wallet. He made a face and checked his other pocket only to come up empty.

“Ahhhh...fuck!”

Kingston looked up at him, ears perked up, confusion on his face as to why they weren’t going inside yet. Eames sighed and looked down at his pet.

“I forgot my keys mate.”

He sat down on the top step and sighed, Kingston still staring at the door for a moment longer before he went over to sit by Eames. 

“We’re going to have to wait until someone comes in or out.”

He rubbed Kingston’s head and while he waited, he decided to open his bag of crisps and settle in to wait.

It was only about ten minutes before Eames got fed up, wanting to go home, hating that he was so close but he might as well have been in another country and he finished his crisps. Kingston was laying down now, his head on Eames’ lap and he let out a huff as Eames said,

“Hopefully soon, mate.”

He scratched his head again, Kingston being a good boy and being still until Eames snapped his fingers.

“Fuck that’s right!”

He immediately remembered Grindr. He had used the app randomly one night and he ended up finding out that a rather cute guy named Arthur lived in his building. They had hooked up a couple of times, but nothing was really coming from it. The timing always seem to be off. 

That night, he only hoped Arthur wasn’t working or that he wasn’t busy so he could let him in. He took his phone from his pocket and opened the app and found his and Arthur’s previous messages. It had been a few days, Arthur had hit him up to ask him out for drinks, but Eames couldn’t since he had plans already so he asked for a raincheck. He quickly wrote out a message;

‘Hey. Sorry to bother you but I’m locked outside. Can you open the front door for me?’

It only took a minute for Arthur to answer back.

‘I’ll be right down.’

Eames sighed in relief and stood up, minding Kingston. The both of them watched the door until they finally saw Arthur, Kingston’s tail wagging and Eames felt the same way. Once the door was open, Arthur stepped back and let them both in as Eames smiled and said,

“Thanks so much.”

“How did you forget your keys?”

“I don’t know...stupidity I guess.”

Arthur laughed as they both went to the elevator. Arthur was only two floors above him and he leaned down and pet him as he smiled. Eames decided to cash in on his raincheck.

“You busy tonight? I got some snacks.”

He held up his bag and Arthur looked at it and then at him.

“No, not busy.”

“Want to come over?”

“Sure. Just give me a few minutes, I’m going to finish up my work and I’ll be right down.”

“Can’t wait.”

As they got in the elevator and then pressed the button for their floors, as the doors closed, Eames said,

“Don’t forget your keys.”

Arthur only laughed.

[megofnuts]

…it feels good now—that swoop in your stomach feeling you got maybe as a kid, if you were lucky, when you pushed the swing to the limit of its arc and escaped gravity for one precious second. But that’s only free fall he’s feeling. That’s only proof him and Eames are already on their way down.

Only thing to do is to end it. Only question is how?

How do you stop falling when you’re already midair?

@inceptionbigbang​ 2020 Artwork for Long Con on Gravity by @immortalitylostandfound  

Astonishing story of Arthur and Eames working against the odds, caught up between falling and flying, being each other’s end, beginning and everything at once! 

[eddiesstabwound]

open your mind (enjoy the ride)

rating: t

fandom: inception

pairing: arthur/eames

And Arthur almost let it go. The champagne was catching up, face too warm, eyelids heavy and his words were starting to slur. He should really cut himself off, but he’d been waiting to have this conversation for almost a year.

He’d tried contacting Eames, after. Left some voicemails, sent some emails, got nothing in return but radio silence. Until now. The train had been stopped for the better part of two hours now, there was no way he was making it to this job. So if he was going to get anything out of this trip, he was going to get answers.

i participated in this year’s inception big bang and i wrote a fic about arthur and eames, stuck together on a stopped train. thank you to @inceptionbigbang and @inceptiversary for organising all of these events, @immortalitylostandfound for signing up with me, @rainbyotes who painted this cute picture to accompany my fic and thank you to Jones for being my beta and being super patient and helpful with my procrastinating self.

[nicolodigenovas]

Eames: Our opponents are vicious and ready to destroy our plans, but we have something they don’t have! *points*

Cobb: .. the PASIV?

Eames: The PASIV? No, Arthur, we have Arthur! I was pointing at Arthur, of course they have a PASIV, he’s gonna kill them

[theskyandsea]

In June, When Love Became (M, 18k)

Art!

Arthur is on his way home from the cemetery when he first notices the dirt. In the shade of the towering churchyard wall, with its worn inscriptions and ancient stones, he hadn’t been able to see just how much of the graveyard had clung to his clothes. He looks at it all with some distaste, although, if he is fair, dirty clothes cannot really be helped when doing clandestine digging.

He makes his way through the muggy street and up the stairs of the decaying old building to his and Mal’s apartment.

Inside, even with the door to the balcony closed, is nearly as hot as outside. Mal is flopped down on the bed like a rather dramatic plant in need of watering. She twists her head around to smile at him but doesn’t otherwise move.

The two of them are new to living in Paris. Or, at least, they’re new to this part of Paris, this part that needs an extra metro fare to get to, away from the glittering opulence of the 6ème arrondissement that they were once been used to. Now, the important things are that rent was cheap and they’re unlikely to run into any family.

The apartment is tiny, consisting of a single kitchen-bed-living room that was narrow enough that, if Arthur wants to, he can reach out and touch the front door and the balcony window at the same time. He generally doesn’t though, because Arthur is not one who believes in dwelling on his past riches. And the apartment is perfectly fine, especially when half the people who live in it are mostly incorporeal and have no need of sleep. Or food. Or the bathroom.

Seguir leyendo

[incorrect-inception-quotes]

Random Guy: *flirts with Eames*

Arthur: *staring silently*

Ariadne: You're awfully quiet today.

Arthur: Nobody plans a murder out loud.

[nicolodigenovas]

Cobb: You should stop encouraging Eames or he’s gonna think he has a shot with you

Arthur: Ah. Do I want Eames to think he has a shot with me?

Ariadne, from another room: Yes, yes you do, because he has

[incorrect-inception-quotes]

Eames: This date is boring.

Arthur: This isn’t a date. I specifically said I was going to the store.

Eames: Then why did you invite me?

Arthur: I specifically said “don’t come with me” and you said “fuck you, darling, I do what I want” and followed me here.

[inception-memes]

[eirapparent]

@regular-lord-reckoner this punched me in the face and the heart

[jakechillenhaal]

softest secret agent to ever exist

[eamesviceps]

ARTHUR/EAMES AU MEME

Arthur had this super night out when he met this incredible handsome man, after talk and drink, and drink, and drink he f*cks Arthur slow and sweet in a really long night. The morning after he wakes up alone, still feeling this man hands in his entire body. He talks with Ariadne but his best friend can’t remember nothing. So saturday and sunday go slow, until Monday. He has to be in his office at 8 am, to be introduce to his new boss. His throat dry off and his lips form a little ‘o’. And there he is.... this incredible man, who kisses even better, standing in front of him in all his glory waiting for Arthur to shake his hand. “Eames.... is the name...” remarks in his english and husky voice before smirk.

[nicolodigenovas]

Arthur: Okay, if you've got any questions, just ask.

Eames, raising his hand: What do you think of the possibility of you and me leaving the airport together, having a date after work?

Arthur: If you've got any relevant questions, just ask.

[fanofmovingpictures]

Inspired by this by @incorrect-inception-quotes​