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angelgazing) wrote2010-10-27 11:50 pm
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So far, I've written Eames the Ice Cream Truck driver, but there are probably more to come because I really don't want to do homework. WHAT WILL IT BE, YOU GUYS? Tattoo parlor AU? Dog walker!Arthur? Kissing booth? That cupid!Arthur I owe
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THERE WAS ALSO GOING TO BE SHOVED-TOGETHER-BY-A-CROWD AND LOCKED-IT-A-CLOSET AND PRETEND-TO-BE-TOGETHER-WHEN-FACED-WITH-AN-EX.
I AM THE MOST RIDICULOUS, FOR REAL.
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YOU FORGOT KISS-OR-DIE
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SECONDED OMG
ALSO THERE SHOULD BE *ACCIDENTAL KISSING* BECAUSE, SERIOUSLY, MARRIED ALREADY
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Cupid!Arthur makes me cry ;__; Why did it came out like that ;__________;
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AHAHAHA I am so ridiculous. The most ridiculous. I don't even know.
Cupid!Arthur turned out amazing! So amazing. It puts so many hearts in my eyes. ♥_________________♥
"Why?" Arthur asks again, over a shared lunch of fried beer and a gallon-sized paper cup of overly sweetened lemonade. There's nowhere to sit, really, so he's holding the deep-fried Guinness, the grease filtering through the paper basket to his fingers. Eames is holding the lemonade, a teddy bear tucked into the crook of his arm.
Arthur despairs of his life, a little. Probably less than before someone brought the combination of pretzel and beer into his life, though he will go to his grave without ever making that confession.
Eames presses the sweating cup to the back of Arthur's neck, like it'll take away the sting there at all. He's grinning, still, like he's won an award he didn't know he was nominated for. "You won it for me," he says, smug.
"I won," Arthur says, for at least the seventeenth time, "that doesn't mean I won for you."
"Who else would you have won for?"
"Claudia Schiffer."
"You are aware that she's at least ten years older than you are, yes?"
"Age is just a number, completely meaningless when it comes to a love like mine and Claudia's, Eames." Arthur nudges Eames left with his elbow, where like a miracle a bench is free. "Don't be an ageist dick."
Eames laughs, pulling the lemonade back to take a drink. He licks at his bottom lip when he's done fully aware of the way Arthur's always going to track that movement, because he's an asshole and he likes the attention. "How long have we been sleeping together, Arthur?" he asks sudden and soft, smiling fondly, patiently.
"Eleven months," Arthur answers, before he can think it through. It's actually more like eleven months and two and a half weeks, but he doesn't want to add any more fuel to Eames' fire. It's not like he keeps track or anything. He's just good with dates. It's a helpful trait on the job and when it comes to not forgetting to call his mother on her birthday. He sits and stretches out his feet, and doesn't even kick Eames because Cobb thinks it's fucking hilarious to slip Eames domestic violence pamphlets when he can pretend he doesn't know Arthur is watching.
Eames just smiles, settling beside him, his legs stretched out. He looks away and Arthur turns his foot, so the toes of their shoes bump into each other. He swipes the lemonade, and drops the basket onto Eames' thigh. Maybe, if there really is good in the world, the grease will seep through enough to ruin those fucking pants.
There's a steady stream of people going by, enough to be a distraction or keep Eames' entertained for hours. Eames puts the bear between them, and snaps a picture that makes it look like it's holding the basket.
Arthur takes a drink, the lemonade so sweet it just makes him thirstier. It just makes him want more. He licks the front of his teeth, unused to feeling it's left behind, and scowls. Eames snaps a picture of that, too, grinning, his thumb pressed to where Arthur's eyebrows are drawn sharply down.
"Look, how could I resist him, when you look so much alike?" Eames says, and Arthur knocks their feet again, like very lazy bumper cars. Eames doesn't even try to get away.
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Hearts in your eyes, tears in mine. It all evens out in the end...
OMG I LOVE YOU SO HARD. SO HARD. IT GETS BETTER AND BETTER. HOW DO YOU DO IT? HOW? ALSO, HELLO GRUMPY BEAR! IT'S SO NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN!
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ONLY HEARTS. ONLY HEARTS ALLOWED. YOU SHOULD POST IT SO EVERYONE CAN SEEEEEE
LOLOLOL YOU BROUGHT GRUMPY BEAR INTO THIS. ALL YOU!
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GRUMPY BEAR
GRUMPY ARTHUR!BEAR
GRUMPY ARTHUR FAILING TO BE GRUMPY
LOVE FOREVER omg omg
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okay, i feel you should know that i desperately want you to write the whole prequel to the care bears 'verse that tells how arthur and eames wound up getting married seventeen and a half times. sdfjk;afd.)
(in my head i have this whole idea that like, they start off getting married as a *joke* for whatever reason, and they aren't even sleeping together, what, except them somehow they ARE and it's AMAZING, wtf, and it's almost immediately totally serious because they're head over heels for each other even though neither of them wants to admit it or say anything, and so they KEEP GETTING MARRIED AS A "JOKE" and finally after like the 3rd or 4th time one of the religious officiants yells at them and is like YOU CAN'T DO THIS AS A JOKE, YOU ARE MAKING A MOCKERY OF A SACRED INSTITUTION and they just *look* at each other and arthur's like, um, it's not a joke :| and eames is like :| OH THANK GOD :| and the officiant is just like, OH HOLY F*** YOU TWO. YOU JUST MADE ME BLASPHEME IN A CHURCH GET OUT OF HERE AND COME BACK WHEN YOU'VE DEFINED YOUR RELATIONSHIP. and they DO and then they come back and they get married FOR REAL and then they KEEP GETTING MARRIED FOREVER THE END.)
ALSO ALSO, it always reminds me of this song! which i have uploaded here because I could not find it anywhere online. (Yes, it is totally out of context--it makes no sense in context either, BUT :D)
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also also also, "look at you, absolutely failing to be Grumpy" is like. oh my god. one of my favorite lines from anything ever. :(((((((((((
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Arthur can't help it though! He wants to be grumpy, it just doesn't always work when Eames is looking at him like that. :(((
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afjaklsd he clearly needs to just accept that what he thinks is his naturally grumpy nature is really an 'affably sweet but sulky when eames isn't around' nature :( :( :( :( Funshine/Grumpy forever :(
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So, see, what happened was they were in Vegas and the job had gone a little wonky but ended up more than fine and Eames was trying to get Arthur to drink with him after to celebrate, because Arthur was trying to keep him from gambling away with ticket home, right? Anyway, Eames told Arthur he bet he wouldn't do something impulsive, so Arthur
did Eamesdecided they should get drunk and get married. This is Arthur's biggest shame, okay, that he started it. Eames has documented proof of Arthur down on one knee, even, hidden in safety deposit boxes all over the world, but every time he goes to find one Eames follows him and they just end up getting married again. One time they got married in tacky trucker hats, and one time it was interrupted by gunfire, and really the only reason Arthur didn't go get Eames himself is because they didn't have time for another wedding. And if Arthur sort of likes it a lot, well, Eames mostly never calls him on it anymore.Thank you for the song!
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oh my god HI HI. I MAY OR MAY NOT BE STALKING ALL YOUR POSTS LIKE A CREEPER, BUT I HAVE A GOOD HEART, I SWEAR. D: D: D:
dude. DUUUUUDE. TACKY TRUCKER HATS!!!!! i bet eames stashes tacky souvenirs from all their weddings inside all the safety deposit boxes. like he makes them get married in hawaii and there are dried leis from when ARTHUR REFUSED TO WEAR ONE AT HIS WEDDING UNTIL EAMES POUTED AND ARTHUR WAS LIKE UGH FINE, I HATE YOU SO MUCH, and eames was like, i know <3 <3 <3
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Sooo many tacky souvenirs. He only keeps them because Arthur was like >:| why can't you collect tacky souvenirs like a normal person. And Eames was like AHAHAHA OKAY, IF YOU WANT. BUT WE ARE STILL COLLECTING MARRIAGE LICENSES. And Arthur is like >:( that isn't what I meant at all, asshole. And Eames is like *pat pat* of course it wasn't. Do you want to get married in Canada or France next? And Arthur is like *sighs* We have to go to Berlin for this Jacobs job. And Berlin totally ends up being in their top five favorite weddings and the Care Bear wedding is so not better.
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And werewolf!Arthur!
And the five places to kiss!
And hair pulling!
And AMNESIAC PLATONIC BED SHARING FAKE BOYFRIENDS (in love)!
And the kissing cliches!
And the You've Got Mail AU!
And cupid!Arthur!
And the tattoo parlor AU!
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CONTINUE
TO
ENCOURAGE THIS
PLEASE.
I ENCOURAGE EVERYTHING SHE DOES AND SO I THINK SHE HAS, HORRIFYINGLY, STARTED TO BE SO USED TO IT THAT MY INFLUENCE IS BECOMING LIMITED SO CLEARLY YOU NEED TO HELP ME HERE, BECAUSE THIS SO TOTALLY NEEDS TO HAPPEN, AM I RIGHT?
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>:(
ILU
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ahhh i have quickly passed from "encouraging" to "pushy" sfjlsjd i am flailing all over myself on this post rn I LOOK LIKE AN INSANE PERSON JIZZY MAKE ME STOP TALKING I AM MAKING A TERRIBLE IMPRESSION.
FLUFF MEME! I WILL GO READ IT! YES! *FACEPALMS*
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life.
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HOW CAN I MAKE YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH ARTHUR AND EAMES?
WOULD CUDDLE OR DIE FIC HELP? WOULD IT? (http://bookshop.livejournal.com/1077148.html?thread=39549084#t39549084)
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