There are all kinds of kissing out there: slow kisses, small kisses, kisses that say good-bye, kisses that bring you home, kisses that bring you to that final moment where everything comes to a head. Porny kisses, fluffy kisses, Eskimo kisses, angry kisses, and kisses full of want and longing. THEY ARE ALL AWESOME. And you should write them all
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Arthur was in the middle of the supermarket trying to choose between neapolitan (pros: all three flavours, simple and classic; cons: sometimes he wasn't in the mood for strawberry) and chocolate chip cookie dough (pros: delicious; cons: salmonella) ice cream. He raised an eyebrow at his own reflection in the freezer door.
"Why?" was all he asked.
"Because," Cobb said, "he called me about an hour ago and was talking crazy. I think he was high. Does Eames do drugs? He looks like a drug user to me."
"You think everyone looks like a drug user," Arthur said, finally deciding on chocolate chip cookie dough and putting a pint into his basket. "Or a pedophile."
"According to the internet registry, there are four sex offenders in my neighbourhood," Cobb informed him, for the tenth time ( ... )
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AAAAAAGH OMG PERFECT SO PERFECT IT'S LIKE ONE OF THOSE THINGS THAT EVERYONE KNOWS BUT NO ONE'S SAID YET, AND NOW YOU'VE SAID IT AND IT'S PERFECT.
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OH THE ~~~~ROMANCE~~~~
Basically, stoner!Arthur owns me forever.
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*DIES* Incredible.
I love Arthur in the grocery store. I'm not sure why this is a kink for me, but it entirely wonderful everytime. Especially when he makes Very Important Decisions. Like icecream flavors.
I hope he bought cookie dough because it seems like the sort of thing Eames would like. And then they can eat it in bed together.
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sometimes i read your fics and wonder what kind of farcical sacrifices to the gods of tragicomedy were made to bring you into the world.
oh, arthur. your life is so very very hard.
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BEST LINE EVER. Oh, Arthur, please never change. :D ♥
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THIS FOREVER. No, really, this was adorable and I made flaily hands at it. :)
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He didn't add he knew that not because of his unparalleled information-gathering skills, but because he had once, after a job, offered to share his weed with Eames, and Eames had lectured him for half an hour on how pot could rot your brain. And Eames complained Arthur was uptight.
-- this. and how Eames bothered Cobb (lol and i love love lahv you Dom!) and Arthur being disappointed at the lack of a new gun and--oh, Eames. OH, ARTHUR! (yeah, it should probably start bothering me that this is my reaction to nearly 95% of the fic in this fandom, but wth it sums up everything i feel about these men.)
/spazz
PS. djgkhskjghskgsjkhk ♥
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