My dewy-eyed Disney bride what has tried
Here are two short fics I wrote in the past couple of months, collected here for posterity:
As Husband and Husband We Go, written for foxxcub's Kissing Meme. Arthur and Eames must pretend to be married in order to pull off a job in the Bahamas.
Needs Must, written for airgiodslv's BAMF Meme. Eames takes care of business when a job goes south and both Arthur and Cobb are injured.
On a related note, I had a ridiculous dream last night. It was New Year's, and I guess I was at school, but of course it didn't look anything like. I think this might have been the end of a longer dream, but the first part wasn't really related to this bit. So, it was New Year's Eve and I was outside on this cobbled road. There was a lot of snow and old stone buildings. Then the rest of the students on my department came outside and found me and they brought Tom Hardy with them pretty much just to introduce me to him. He was visiting the department, I guess? Anyway, we wound up having an impromptu dance party in front of this building in a square. I ballroom danced with Tom Hardy. It was great. He was all stubbly and dashing, except he had also gotten a bit chub chub? I remember noticing this, but thinking it didn't make him any less attractive. And then it was midnight and THARD and I sat on the ground (it wasn't cold) and he had two little bottles of champagne but only one was open so I stole a drink of his. I was just lamenting how I didn't have a New Year's kiss when they announced midnight and he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.
And then I woke up, very pleased. Now the only challenge is to make my real New Year's live up to this. Somehow I don't think it can.
As Husband and Husband We Go, written for foxxcub's Kissing Meme. Arthur and Eames must pretend to be married in order to pull off a job in the Bahamas.
Needs Must, written for airgiodslv's BAMF Meme. Eames takes care of business when a job goes south and both Arthur and Cobb are injured.
On a related note, I had a ridiculous dream last night. It was New Year's, and I guess I was at school, but of course it didn't look anything like. I think this might have been the end of a longer dream, but the first part wasn't really related to this bit. So, it was New Year's Eve and I was outside on this cobbled road. There was a lot of snow and old stone buildings. Then the rest of the students on my department came outside and found me and they brought Tom Hardy with them pretty much just to introduce me to him. He was visiting the department, I guess? Anyway, we wound up having an impromptu dance party in front of this building in a square. I ballroom danced with Tom Hardy. It was great. He was all stubbly and dashing, except he had also gotten a bit chub chub? I remember noticing this, but thinking it didn't make him any less attractive. And then it was midnight and THARD and I sat on the ground (it wasn't cold) and he had two little bottles of champagne but only one was open so I stole a drink of his. I was just lamenting how I didn't have a New Year's kiss when they announced midnight and he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.
And then I woke up, very pleased. Now the only challenge is to make my real New Year's live up to this. Somehow I don't think it can.