Inception

[pinstripesuit]

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This movie rocked my face off.

Seriously, if you like ensemble heist movies, go see this now.

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I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good) pt.2

[ladysisyphus]

Arthur had better ways to spend his energy than debating the difference between being protective and being just a decent human being, so he shrugged and took a drink from his own glass. It tasted like the way he imagined gin should taste, not the way it actually tasted, which was why he only ever ordered it here. To his great credit, Eames let the matter drop, choosing instead to lean his back against the bar and watch the passers-by going on about their own imagined lives, his smile highlighted by the silver-blue glow from the great aquarium suspended above the bar. That hadn't been in any of the real-world places, to hell with Eames and his cracks about Arthur's lacking creative impulse. He might not be an Architect-grade designer, but he could still make a nice, quiet place to drink.

The band finished their number, pausing just long enough for the crowd's polite response before launching into a second, this one with a slow blues-y beat. Arthur turned just in time to see his projections push aside a few tables to reveal a dance floor he hadnt even known was there. It was, he supposed, what he got for leaving major design decisions up to his unconscious mind. A few couples embraced and started to sway against one another, and Eames grinned. "Might I have this dance?" he asked, extending his hand.

Arthur eyed him skeptically, trying to gauge how much of this was Eames' poking fun at his expense. "Thanks, but no thanks."

"Come on." Eames waved him on and stood. "I've even got this cute little brunette in my repitoire, you'll love her. Little button nose, legs up to here--"

"No," said Arthur again, this time with more conviction. A spotlight came up near the band on a tall, redheaded woman who sounded exactly like Nina Simone; obviously, Eames didn't know any better either. "If you're going to be in my head, you can at least do me the courtesy of wearing your own face."

He thought that might put an end to things, but instead, Eames grinned wider and took Arthur's hand, pulling him to his feet and across the few steps to the dance floor. Surprise carried Arthur forward and into Eames' arms, and when he found his bearings again, their chests were pressed close, and Eames' hand was on his back just beneath the tie of his vest. "I'm sure they'll notice me any second now," said Eames, leading Arthur back into the rough beginnings of a waltz, "and then they'll kill me out, and you can go on drinking by yourself." He was right; Arthur's broken concentration must have read as panic, and the other couples on the floor were starting to look at his partner with undisguised hostility. "But right up until then, we're dancing."

Only through the greatest show of self-control he'd exercised in months did Arthur manage to keep a begrudging look about himself even as he started into the rhythm of the step. He'd never taken ballroom lessons, and certainly had no experience at dancing backward, but Eames was talented enough to keep them both in steady, easy motion. Still, letting an affront like this go unaddressed would just invite greater insult later. "If I'm taller than you are, why do you get to lead?"

"Oh, you want to lead?" asked Eames, holding tighter to Arthur's right hand and pulling him close enough that Arthur could feel Eames' breath on his cheek. "Then next time, you ask."

The projections allowed this for as long as it took the band to get to the song's bridge, at which time they started to get restless, and thirty seconds later, they had all gathered and torn Eames from Arthur's arms. Eames didn't protest this violent response, nor did he ever take his eyes off Arthur even as one of the more unsavory characters populating Arthur's mind pulled a gun and put a slug right between Eames' eyes, sending him first jerking back and then fading from the dream entirely.

Two minutes later, Arthur got the kick.

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[pinstripesuit]

AHHHHHHHHH

And how many internets would you like?

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[ladysisyphus]

Your delight is internets enough!

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[pinstripesuit]

I will have fanart up later today! My wrist was acting up last night, so I couldn't finish it then.

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[yakbites]

So cool so cool so enviably cool.

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[dwimmer]

I LOVE THIS KIND OF A LOT ♥

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[prosodi]

JFC, never stop writing. God, this is spectacular.

(P.S. I AM FRIENDING YOU AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME. Except I mean, you could, but ssh.)

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[vikki]

This is precisely what I've wanted the fandom to produce since I saw the movie. The last line is pure love, but I also enjoyed Charlie the bartender.