(it's you who keeps dragging me back) by my larynx and my lack of common sense. how is your spine? it's been quite some time since it packed up its shit up and left you behind. inception: arthur/ariadne, post-movie, nc-17, 1,044 words.

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you'll go to hell for what you're dirty mind is thinking (ficmix). you’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you (but he loves you) inception: arthur/eames. nc-17. 1,142 words, 5 tracks.

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 à la mode de chez nous. living like a french connection (but we ‘ll die in l.a.) inception: arthur/eames. pg. 1,066 words.

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 i don't want to bed like the bad boys bend.  the way he pulled his body in, out of desire (not to disturb the air around him.) inception: arthur/eames. r. 1,153 words.

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i will keep you cocked inside my gun. i have better ways to fill my times (i will find strength in pain). inception: arthur/eabes. pg-13. 1,578 words.

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