Fic Rec: Don’t Fuck With Darling
Title: Don’t Fuck With Darling by Relm of Ylith
Fandom: Inception
Pairing: Eames/Arthur
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: None listed, though lots of violence
Summary: “I’ll tell you what, Eames, I’m a fair man. If you can beat one of my men in the ring; then you and your little darling here can go free. But, if not, then he spends the evening with me. Deal?” Eames doesn’t loose.
Excerpt:
He took a deep breath; the stench of fire dimmed a little, the aches in his body began to ebb. His hand ran over the faint stubble in his shaved head. When he tried to take a step, his foot slid over some crumbling stone, but he soon had his l“He smells lovely,” Gleeson said, his mocking tone pure ice as he smirked back at Eames. “I can certainly see the appeal…a bit cold though.” He released Arthur’s throat at long last, Arthur breathing heavy but maintaining his stony composure. Eames only them realized he’d been holding his breath as well and released it. His shoulders were tense, muscles screaming to be released, to be allowed to unleash on these worthless fuckers as they really wanted to. He couldn’t go off half cocked though, refused to give that smug bastard the excuse he wanted to shoot Arthur in the head. This, unfortunately, wasn’t a dream, and Arthur wouldn’t wake up.
Review:
I was blown away when I read this fic about a week ago, and still continue to be. The tension is tight and snappy, the action is really well blocked out and written and, most importantly, Arthur and Eames are SUCH BAMFS. It’s a short fic and well worth the read.
Always Tearbending: Avatar Armada: Shipping Roster →
Basic shipping roster - To be updated/amended as necessary
Last Airbender Fleet:
Kataang: Fully operational, canons fully loaded
Sukka: Off contact, presumed operational
Maiko: Fully loaded, readings show all systems green
Tokka: On fire and taking water, crew refusing to abandon ship
wandering stars: Internet. It's Time To Talk. →
There’s a thing I would like to talk about. It’s a big thing.
I described it recently as a key, saying, “I feel like I am trapped inside a room and I want to swing the door open and say ‘look, there’s more stuff here,’ but I can’t turn the key and I hate myself for it.”
That thing is bullying…
Statler and Waldorf. Quite possibly my favourite costume at Dragon*Con. They even brought their own theatre seats to sit on. Brilliant.
These guys are heroes.
This is the first cosplay I whole heartily love.
Earthquake in Virginia
West Coast:
East Coast:
Midwest:
lol what’s an earthquake
TRU FAX
Please welcome Mr. Charles!!! *rofl
OMG OMG THIS MAKES ME WANT TO WRITE FIC.
…anyone out there interested? :3
Charles would take one step into the room, keel over from the amount of sexual tension radiating between Arthur and Eames, and then tell them that he’s not working with them until they have sex and stop screaming their sexual fantasies at each other in their minds.
Actually… I’m Mr. Charles.
:’D
wow ok i’m dead now
My dog has written a book on how to be a success. He already has 38 Twitter followers, which is proof that this concept is going to work. I haven’t seen anything else like it in the bookstores. It will be a huge hit.
Tell your dog I’m glad that he has given so much thought to market dynamics. And as tempting as it is to sign a client with 38 Twitter followers, my dog just informed me that he has started writing a dystopian young adult novel, so I’m going to lean that direction.
Page 1 of 3
