WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY STRIPPER FICS.
i cannot heave my heart into my mouth / words: 1,067
“And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I know it’s only natural to be sad, but not because of the words “He dies.” but because of the life we saw prior to the words.”
Volta / words: 20,082
(weatherfront’s amazing Big Bang fic!)
Ten months after a savage split, Arthur climbs down to pull Eames out of limbo.
this dream called life / words: 5,521
Outsider!POV. Eames only slides out of his armour for one person.
(I recommend not reading the prompt beforehand because the fic’s really something completely different than what you would expect.)
Polar Light / words: 5,595
In which Arthur and Eames end up snowed-in in Eames’ family chalet, Eames’ family is determined that Switzerland lives up to its stereotype, and goat cheese is serious business. Or at least seriously profitable.
with the tide / words: 3,832
There is sand in your boots.
The Boston Job / words: 6,400
(I love the atmosphere of this. It’s just… awesome.)
Two Out of Three / words: 1,800
Arthur lives by the motto, ‘a place for everything and everything in its place,’ and that works out just fine unless the thing in question is Eames.
Good Morning / words: 601
They’ve come a long way, Eames thinks as he looks at Arthur and the creases on his forehead.
(AU / WIP) There is no if / words: 20k+
They’re in college together and really close friends, even if perhaps they do act more like a couple than friends.
(This is great because of the pacing and the realistic progression and character development. It’s a WIP but doesn’t look like it will be abandoned.)
Arthurian Legends / words: 3,183
Outsider!POV. Dream sharing has its own “Arthurian Legends”: Rumors, legends, tall tales and not-so-tall tales about that point man.
You make the knife feel good / words: 3,259
Arthur got that scar when his sister (mostly) accidentally pushed him out of their tree house when he was nine.
(AU) You Know I Would / words: 9,728
Awesome boarding school!au.
Flowers in the Desert / words: 2,550
Badly hurt and on the run, no time to stop or get help, trying to protect one another.
with ink and memories / words: 2,783
Not much of a choice at all, Arthur thinks, and steps aside to let Eames in.
(AU) His Lordship Makes a Match / words: 19,700
Eames is a disreputable, rakish lord. Arthur is his long-suffering butler.
Death, be not proud / words: 2,333
Five times Eames died in a dream, and one time he died in reality.
Five Times Eames Made Arthur Smile During Sex (and One Time Arthur Made Eames Smile) / words: 3,773
(This is great and not your typical fluff and you should read it!)
The Sanctity of Patience / words: 4,379
Arthur sketches the impossible. Eames does some manscaping. It’s just another job, until it isn’t.
Impasse / words: 7,300
Creation and destruction is fluid in the dreaming. When something falls into pieces, it can become something new before it hits the ground. It is only lately that Arthur has begun to think of Eames in the same terms.
(AU) Waiting On / words: 2,253
Diner!AU. Very fluffy. “French toast, pancakes, steak and eggs — I could make you anything in the world, pet, but no. Egg-white omelette, morning after morning. It shows a distinct lack of imagination.”
this room and this radio play / words: 8,440
After you’ve built the impossible, anything real seems easy enough. Or, the one where Arthur has far too much to learn, and far too meddling and unsubtle a subconscious for any one person to bear.
we’re the heirs to the glimmering world / words: 1,495
“You’re an investment banker,” Eames tells him. “You’re very good. You keep me in the style I’m accustomed to, and we are charmingly co-habitating.”
“Is there a reason why I’m your imaginary boyfriend?” Arthur asks.
Clean / words: 550
The first shirt Arthur picks up off the floor is not his.