HELLO IT IS TIME FOR A FLUFF TROPE FEST OF EPIC PROPORTIONS

[bookshop]

THE PROBLEM: INCEPTION FANDOM, SOMETIMES YOU ARE SO ANGSTY I CAN'T HANDLE YOU. And I cannot get enough of fluff, the shameless, self-indulgent kind. Fic where they cuddle. Fic where they hold hands. Fic where one of them can't sleep without using the other as a pillow. Fic where Eames calls Arthur every pet name in the book. Fic where Eames tries

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[daisy_chan]

After firing the first shot, Eames sort of freezes, except he doesn't want them all to die, so he goes through the whole round before he shouts over return fire, "Something isn't right here."

Ariadne sends him a panicked look from behind an overturned refrigerator and cocks her shotgun sharply, and Arthur looks entirely too shifty by half and misses the mark by near a kilometer in his haste to look busy while Eames reloads.

"You cleaned my gun, oh darling, you do care!"

[bookshop]

hahahaha, AWWWWWW. how you know ~it's love~

[daisy_chan]

Arthur maintains that it was FILTHY and it was all out of SELF PRESERVATION, okay.

[aki_yasu]

LOVE INDEED. LOVE. INDEED.