dreamily
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Arthur is a freshman omega in college who hasn't yet had his first heat. Eames is a friendly alpha who is willing to lend a hand.
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"So," Eames says slowly, leaning back against the school wall as he idly taps his cigarette. "We've got a problem here."
or, The Fake Boyfriend High School AU
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- Part 1 of Simple Math
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Arthur breaks all the rules of American high school films, as though he’s never even heard of John Hughes, and Eames can’t decide if, given the choice, he wouldn’t rather just become Arthur instead of having the chance to be with him.
A high school AU wherein Eames is a shy sweet nervous drama geek and Arthur is the confident popular gorgeous student council president; and lo, there is much pining and awkwardness and, eventually, kissing.
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The first shirt Arthur picks up off the floor is not his.
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Arthur thinks that if you die enough times it becomes a habit.
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Il Faut Nous Pardonner Les Choses (We Must Be Forgiven Things) by delires
Fandoms: Inception (2010)
22 Apr 2011
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The one with the French poetry.
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- Part 1 of Symbolism
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Arthur has been sent to make sure Eames takes care of things.
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Arthur is standing in the hallway outside Eames’s room, scowling for all he is worth. His hair is tousled. He is wearing his glasses, a T-shirt and pyjama bottoms. His feet are bare. This is new.
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From a request for prompts on Tumblr:
Immoral Crow prompted - The first time Arthur realises that Eames is serious and isn’t just flirting - like he does with everyone else. -
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Eames doesn’t look at Arthur more than he has to during the briefing with Carter. This is usually the time where Eames would trade jabs with Arthur, poke holes into Arthur’s contingency plans, glance cursorily through Arthur’s notes and then be absolutely breathtakingly brilliant. Eames seems to be happy enough to follow Carter’s lead on this job.
Arthur doesn’t touch his face, but his bruised skin tingles with what Arthur is steadfastly not thinking of as shame. It’s part of the job. A black eye and a spilt lip from where Carter’s ring had caught mid-strike is more cosmetic than crippling.
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In which nobody is a damsel in distress.