Prompt Post No. 1
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The Inception Anonymous Kink Meme Prompt Post No. 1 is now open.
ETA [18 Jul 2010]: The speed at which this meme has grown amazes me. :D Before this month ends, I am going to try to index all prompts and fills using our newly created Delicious site. It's empty right now, but I'll do my best to get ( Read more... )
So...Arthur/Ariadne FRIENDSHIP, Eames/Arthur, Cobb/Ariadne.
Specific prompt is specific.
And IDEK where this came from.
BUT GO FORTH ANON. I BELIEVE IN YOU.
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captcha: soulfully plants, how appropriate
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"Machines are impersonal. I don't trust them," Ariadne said.
He raised an eyebrow. "You're serious?"
"I saw the Sarah Jane Chronicles. The machines will take over the world someday and it had better not be on my dime."
"Your money is still in a machine," he said. He rubbed at one of his eyes. "This may be the most boring morning in my entire adult life."
"It's a bank. They're not known for their entertainment value." She was digging in her purse for a pen to sign the back of the check her mother had mailed her. It had little yellow ducks on it. Arthur raised an eyebrow at it. "What? It's from my mom"I didn't say a thing," he said carefully ( ... )
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Then Ariadne sneezed. For a split second, in the moment when your face inevitably conveys utter truth, he couldn't help goggling at her. It was, without a doubt, the very worst thing she could have done.
The bank robber whipped around, his wobbly gun pointed in their general direction and Arthur could practically see it occur to him to take care of the girl who saw his face. If Ariadne hadn't fucking sneezed, they would have been home free already ( ... )
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The paramedics returned in another flurry and whisked him away to the hospital. Ariadne tried to hold his hand in the ambulance -- the paramedics obviously thought she was his girlfriend -- but he told her sharply that he had a gunshot wound but that did not make him a preschool girl.
She really grinned that time.
She disappeared when they got to the actual hospital and he was pushed around on a gurney which was hilarious all by itself.
And then he was in surgery so he just sank into a blank, dreamless sleep.
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He woke up groggily staring at a pair of leather boots. They were propped awkwardly on the edge of his hospital bed, directly in his face.
He would thoroughly deny it if it ever came up in conversation but that really was all he had to see to know Ariadne had done the stupidest thing on option and had called Eames. He could tell by his stupid shoes ( ... )
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Arthur's brow stayed furrowed but Eames had obviously said all he was going to say on the subject. Eames looked awakward, fidgeting in the middle of Arthur's hospital room.
"Did Ariadne look..." Arthur began to ask but couldn't think of how to ask what he wanted to know with actual words. Did she look like whatever their thing was had been sorted? Did she have traces of gun wound guilt? And, at his most petulant, why wasn't she right there in the room, stopping this horrifically awkward encounter from taking place?
"She looked thrilled to see him, mate," said Eames and, oddly, it was the way he said "mate" (not the endearments Arthur bristled at in public but secretly was thrilled by) and not the cruel sneer that Arthur objected to. "Positively dripping with joy."
"Oh," said Arthur because that both sounded wrong and didn't answer what he meant to ask. He shifted slightly and the pain flared again. It must have shown on his face because Eames stopped mocking -- or whatever he was doing -- and sat back in the chair next to ( ... )
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"She's you--" Eames made an equally vague motion with his hand. "You know."
"Oh, you think--" Arthur said, a giant fucking epiphany dawning. "Oh. No, you've got it all wrong!"
"I'll just get--what?" Eames froze.
"She's in love with Cobb." Arthur felt sure that everyone in the entire world knew that.
"Well, I know that," Eames said. "But I thought you were--you know. Anyway. Despite the other--" he made another vague motion.
"She's a friend," Arthur insisted. "And she understood what it was like to get left."
"To get left?"
"By you, asshole," Arthur clarified. "When you left me even though you made have stupid feelings."
"I made you have feelings?"
"Shut up. I'm high. I'm allowed to say ridiculous things."
Eames sat on the edge of the bed. "You're not confused because of the meds?"
"No."
"And you're not actually in love with Ariadne?"
"No."
"Or Cobb?"
"Definitely not." Arthur made a disgusted face.
"Or--"
"Are you?" Arthur interrupted.
Eames raised an eyebrow. "In love with Cobb? It's safe to say no"Or anybody ( ... )
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THIS IS AMAZING
I LOVE YOU ANON \O/
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This was AWESOME, and I've never had a prompt filled before. The characterization was great, the writing quick and entertaining...I loved the Arthur-Ariadne banter, the way that they bonded after being left, the subtlety of the Cobb-Ariadne relationship with his hand on her back...it was amazing all around.
Thank you so much for the fill! You are fabulous. :)
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