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@crinklednose commissioned me to write an In/ception fic! I hadnât watched the movie in many years, but I fell in love with it when it came out and actually wrote a crap ton of stuff back in the day. I was psyched to revisit my old stomping ground! Thank you!
~Please consider commissioning me! Commissions are OPEN~
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Low classical music drifted through the air, joining the convivial sounds of conversation on the outdoor patio. Â Diners dressed in black tie finery chatted and laughed over lobster and champagne. Waiters in white uniforms moved from table to table with trays of fancy cocktails with a choreographed grace. The patio glowed gently in the light of braziers, candles, and overhead lanterns strung along the pergola. Â Each detail was crisp and evoked nothing more than the finest summer fete.
Arthur leaned on the low brick wall that separated the patio from the walkway around the restaurant and watched as Cobb passed a business card to the mark and shook his hand. Dinner had been going very well so far. The projections were behaving themselves, which was always the chief concern. Â He checked his watch. Â They still had plenty of time before they needed to be out, too. Â Arthur liked it when things went smoothly. Â He took a sip of his gin and tonic before setting the glass on the wall, then pressed the on button of his mic. Â âEames? Â Cobb is about to hand him off. Â Are you ready?â
âReady as Iâll ever be,â came Eamesâs reply in his ear. Â âIâm on my way to you nh- Nhngtxch!â
Arthur swallowed and tried to ignore the way goosebumps crept over his neck.  ââŚBless you.â
âSorry about that.â Â Eamesâs voice â or the voice Eames was doing â now came from his earpiece and from behind him. Â Arthur turned and found his teammate stepping out of the restaurant. Â He was wearing the appearance of the markâs best friend now, but there was still something very him in the roguish grin he gave Arthur. Â âIâm having a touch of allergies.â
Arthur rolled his eyes. âWell, donât,â he said. Â âNow isnât the time.â Â He pointed out where the mark was sitting. Â Cobb was just getting up and heading back into the restaurant on the other side from them. âRockfordâs right over there. Â He should be ready to share his start-up idea with you now.â
âOn my way,â Eames said. âIâll have- hh have it in a jiff.â Â His nostrils flared and Arthur sighed, sure he would sneeze again, but he didnât. Instead, he shook himself and adopted the casual slouch of his disguise, and suddenly he seemed to be no more than that: Rockfordâs best friend through and through. Â He was welcomed to the table and took the chair that Cobb had vacated, spinning it around and sitting on it backwards in a manner most unbecoming of a dinner party.
Arthur went back to his gin, tuning in to the conversation. Â Cobb, the clever investor, had gotten the mark all worked up about his future plans, and he was almost comically eager to convince Eames to go in with him. Â He was gesturing broadly, even making sketches on his napkin, the fact that it was cloth be damned.
âJust think of the money weâll make!â Â Rockford said in a feverish whisper. Â âI know no one else is doing anything like this!â
Eames rubbed his hands together. Â âYouâre definitely on to something, my old friend,â he laughed, sharp with a New York accent. Â âNow we just need to find ourselves some venture capitalists.â
âWell, I just spoke to one here,â said Rockford, tapping his breast pocket where heâd stashed the business card.  âVery interested, and very rich.  But Iâve been talking to a few people at home, too.  He lowered his voice again, and Eames leaned in.  ââCourse, some of them are pretty deep into other businesses, so theyâve been talking to me on the down low.  Youâve probably heard of some of them, though.  Iâve got-â         Â
Eames lifted a finger. Arthur could see even from his position that Eamesâs eyes were fluttering closed. Â He fought a blush and a spike of irritation as Eames ducked into his elbow.
âHh-hegscht!â Eames sighed and sniffed. Â âMy bad, man. Â What were you saying?â Â But his voice suddenly seemed loud in the quiet. Â Arthur felt the goosebumps come back, but this time it was because all of the projections on the patio were staring at him and Eames, dinners forgotten.
Rockford was frowning, too. Â âWhat was that?â he was saying. Â âYou sound different.â
Eames cleared his throat and rose from the table. Â âItâs just a cold,â he said. Â âLet me go get a tissue and Iâll be right back.â He began to walk away from the table with a controlled pace that kicked up a notch when he was halfway across the patio. Â By the time heâd reached Arthur, the two of them were almost jogging back into the restaurant.
âEames!â  Arthur hissed, pushing through a back door into the stairwell, heading for the apartments above the restaurant. Â
âIâm sorry!â Â To his credit, Eames looked a bit chagrined, but his expression quickly turned to annoyance as his face became his again. âI canât change how I sneeze, itâs a reflex! Â Most people never even notice, just you and apparently Mr. Rockford.â Â He shouldered his way into the hallway. âYou think he might have the same proclivities, Arthh- hh-â He raised his elbow again. Â âNhgttscht! Â Hh- hh- hehgtsct! Â Bloody hell.â
âIâm sure I donât want to know!â said Arthur, now flushed as well as angry. Â He drew his Glock from its shoulder holster and dropped a pair of projections who had appeared ahead of them.
âWhatâs going on?â came Cobbâs voice over his earpiece. Â âIâm heading to the rendezvous.â
âWeâre blown,â Arthur replied. Â âEames got the plans but not the names of his backers.â
âCopy that.â Cobb sounded pretty calm, but he was used to working in worse circumstances than these. Â âIâm actually going to double back to the safe and see if heâs put them in there. Â Can you buy me some time?â
âOn it.â Â Arthur turned down another hallway and shot at another projection, although this one was able to duck behind the corner. Luckily, at least, Rockfordâs mind was untrained. Â They wouldnât be facing too many guns, which put them at an advantage. Â âEames, circle around left.â
âIâd rather stick with you, if itâs all the same,â he said. Â Heâd drawn his own pistol and was aiming it down the corridor with one hand. The other he was using to rub his nose. âIâm not the most coordinated during an allergy attack.â Â His nose was starting to look pink and he sniffed again, more wetly.
Arthur scowled. âFine then, cover me.â Â He jogged down the hall and caught the projection from earlier with a bullet in the shoulder this time. Â âI really wish you hadnât picked now to enact one of my fantasies.â
âOho, I am sure youâre fhh- flattered, Arthur,â Eames growled.  âBut I donât hh- have a habit of playing whih- bloody hell while I work!â  He and Arthur rounded the corner to the other stairwell and headed down again, intent on being a distraction.  Eames covered Arthur when the latter burst back into the kitchen, taking down a chef with a frankly ridiculous carving knife, but his next bullet went wide into the wall as he sneezed.  âHehgshht! Ngktscht! Kshtt!â Â
Arthur took out a pâtissière as she ran at him with a baking tray.  The saucier was right behind her with a steaming pitcher of gravy.  Arthur grit his teeth and jumped out of the way as the man flung the contents at him. âEames, watch out!â he called, but as he rolled back to his feet, he realized Eames was no longer behind him. Heâd vanished.  Arthur felt his eyebrows leap and he touched his mic. âCobb, hurry up, Eames woke up. Something might be happening above.â
âTwo more minutes,â Cobb replied, breathless, but heâd be lucky to get one; Arthur grunted as the poissonnier got him in the neck with a fillet knife, and he sunk to the floor. Â A crack appeared in the wall as he closed his eyes.
He opened them in Rockfordâs hotel room and sat up quickly. Â Even at his first impression, he could tell thereâd been a struggle. The bedside table was overturned and broken glass littered the carpet beside the bed. Â Rockford was still out with five minutes left on the PASIV, but Arthur had been the dreamer, so that wouldnât last. Â He stripped off his tie and bound Rockfordâs hands as a precaution. âEames?â He didnât see the forger.
âIn here.â Â Eames came out of the bathroom. Â âThe lookout betrayed us. Â Thought they might gh- get a bit more heh- hehkgsh! Â Hkgsht!â Â He pressed a fist to his nose. âNgkschxt!â Â His nose was definitely red now, and his eyes were wet with allergic tears. Â Arthur caught a glimpse, too, of wetness on Eamesâs upper lip before the forger yanked out a paisley handkerchief and blew his nose aggressively.
The room, Arthur realized, had a strong scent of aftershave.  One of the broken bottles, maybe.  Arthur felt his stomach tighten with guilt.  âBless you,â he said.  âI, uh. Iâm sorry.  I wasnât thinking you might actually be having a reactionâŚâ Many real-world effects did translate down into the dream levels â rain or flooding if the dreamer had a full bladder, shifts in gravity if the dreamer was moving or moved in their sleep, heat and other oddities if the dreamer was feverish â but Arthur hadnât really considered allergies before.  Maybe because considering them usually led to him being completely useless for the next twenty minutes.
âI knew your opinion of my work wh- wasnât the most stellar,â Eames grumbled. Â âHnkstzxcht!â
âItâs not that,â Arthur protested, red as a beet.  âMore like I was thinking with my- oh, bless you.  Let me find you another handkerchiefâŚâ
âIâd be better off with some cetirizine.â Â Eames coughed.
âGo out into the hall,â Arthur said. Â âCobbâs waking. Â Weâll meet you outside.â
âDonât Âhh- hehgtzcht! Â Mind if I do.â Â Eames removed himself, catching another pair of rushed sneezes as the door shut behind him. Arthur pinched the bridge of his nose and set about cleaning up their gear as Cobb came out of the dream.
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Back at their hotel room by the airport that night, Arthur brought Eames an apology in the form of a bottle of Glenfiddich and a kiss. Â The forger looked much better than earlier after a heavy dose of medication and a lie down, but he wasnât above a bit of sniping. Â Arthur tried to take it quietly, since he knew heâd fucked up. At least Eames didnât say no when Arthur joined him in the same bed.
âYou drive me crazy,â Eames sighed, âSo smart and yet you can be so dense sometimes.â
âI deserve that.â Arthur nuzzled Eamesâs neck. Â âIâm sorry. Â Again. Â How are you feeling now?â
âTip top, more or less.â Eames laid a hand over Arthurâs on his bare stomach. Â âTired, though. Â And we have an early flight out.â
âWe do.â Â Arthur settled himself more easily against his pillow, closing his eyes. Â âGood night.â
âGood night.â Eamesâs stroked his thumb over Arthurâs knuckles for a minute, then spoke up again, a smile in his voice. âSo, thatâs a fantasy of yours, hm?â
Arthur covered his face with his free hand, ears burning. Â âGo to sleep, Mr. Eames.â
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for the wildflower asks! sunflower and lavender
thanks for the asks!
sunflower (share a really good fic youâve read recently):
ohh, gotta be @dodecahedralââs Yennefer thing that took my admittedly thirsty as hell prompt and absolutely RAN with it. Pretty much everything else on there equally a++ as well, honestly
lavender (gush about your favorite character/pairing and share a fic/art/etc you love that includes them):
ohhh hmm this is. tough, not bc i donât have characters i thirst after but bc most of the time they arenât characters people make capital-c Content of lmao.
that being said, as my recent posting indicates i have been very Very into Supergiantâs Hades latelyâZagreus and Megaera in particular, because i mean. I MEAN. their designs and their whole estranged-exes-and-mortal enemies-to-lovers arc, their flirting and banter, Megâs slowly-cracking veneer of stoicism and focus and her voice (jfc her voice), and Zagreusâs whole effortless, relaxed BDE, and i mean. just. EESH.
anyway if nothing else i have resolved to be the change i want to see so hopefully some content in this vein will be forthcoming some time soon, assuming i can pull myself out of a thirsty fugue state long enough to write
thanks again ~
#crinklednose#hopefully my answer to the second one was sufficiently feral bc that has in fact the Mood lately about those guys#everyone play H...ades#also why does tumblr not underline hyperlinks anymore? how fucked up is that#i bolded them but i shouldnt have to#OH nvm it does the editor just doesnt show it whatever
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A few days ago a whole flock of lovely people tagged me in this positivity meme and I not only wasnât paying attention but also embarrassed myself harder than I have in a long time this same week. So since everyoneâs already done this probably Iâm going to put my own spin on it, in honor of my cock-up:
Post 5 MORE positive things that you like about yourself AND 5-ish lowkey embarrassing things youâve done that you can laugh about now. Tag 10 followers to do the same, but only if you want to.
I genuinely enjoy solving problems, even if theyâre boring, and it helps me stay patient through difficult or obstinate situations. I can tinker with an excel function, put together ikea furniture, and organize files all with genuine enthusiasm and elation.
Iâve learned over time to be more open-minded towards other peopleâs perspectives and I have I think a pretty big willingness to see other ways of thinking. Not necessarily always in advance of shooting my mouth off, unfortunately, but Iâm working on that.
I can admit when Iâm wrong. Iâm old enough to know now that this is actually kind of a big deal.
I drink extremely responsibly. I have an excellent sense of how much alcohol goes how far for me, when is a good time to stop drinking, and when Iâm not in the emotional state for drinking to be a good idea. This almost entirely thanks to my brother, who ironically had absurdly good advice regarding how to drink âcorrectâ despite struggling with that a lot himself for a long time.
I love just talking about whatever and I love that I can do it so well that other people will willingly go on and on about utter nonsense with me. Iâm genuinely interested in hearing about peopleâs experiences and itâs made me so many friends and helped me learn and mature so much, I canât imagine who Iâd be without the influence of all the people Iâve just killed hours and hours with chatting about nothing in particular.
Okay now the embarrassing but funny things:
For like a year I thought the :< emoticon was supposed to be some kind of sideways duck face. I thought it was supposed to mean like, awkwardness, like if you just punctuated a sentence with âquack.â I also used it like thatâs what it meant. For a YEAR.
I have, on multiple occasions, been the designated navigator for a car trip, and gotten so wrapped up in conversation with the driver that we not only missed turns but had to change onto an entirely new route because we passed our turnoff by so much.
The first time I made mac n cheese I did not piece together that you canât just put all the ingredients in at once and was boiling milk and butter along with the noodles and cheese for a while before someone else in the apartment smelled it and went, â...hang on.â
There was a brief period of time as a teenager when I thought âmemeâ was pronounced âme me.â
I had to interrupt a makeout session I was having with a girl to say âHey uh listen I feel like I should let you know that um, yâknow weâve talked about how I actually havenât dated much before, and like I wasnât really sure how this evening was going to go, so I wasnât exactly, um, prepared, which is to say...â and was ready to go on like that for probably another 5 minutes before she mercifully interrupted and just guessed âyou donât have any condoms do you.â I did not.
@outoftheinkwell @uhhmmm @stargayzerlilies @usagikushami @livayl @juxtaposedrose @zensations35 @inconvenient-sneezes @caramelfuzz @crinklednose
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For some reason it is the best thing to happen this year till now, the best selfie I've seen, the cutest little boy face I know! I love you so much it hurts so badly, but the pain just makes me love you even more, how is it possible? Nothing is better and more motivating to keep me alive than you my Irish puppy with crinkled nose Nialler! I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK! BC đđđđŽđŞđđ #NiallJamesHoran #NiallYouAreMyLife #MyEverything #MySafety #MyOnlyLove #MySoulMate #MyReasonToBeAlive #Blonde #CharmingNiall #LoveToNiall #LettersToNiall #Happiness #HappyNiall #DailyLettersToNiall #Perfect #ProudOfYou #Irish #Proud #handsome #angel #perfection #bestsmileever #laugh #life #NiallSelfie #PuppyNiall #selfie #snapchat #crinklednose
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Hereâs a V/enom ficlet thatâs been on the back-burner for like a decade or whatever in which V/enom attempts to make breakfast for a sick E/ddie.Â
I know itâs late! Iâm sorry! Maybe one day Iâll get a fic posted when itâs actually in demand. Also thanks @crinklednose for proofreading this ages ago and for the encouragement, I finally posted it! Also donât blame her for the grammatical errors cause Iâve changed some shit up since then.
Fic under the cut!
Before Eddie can half wake up heâs leant over the side of the couch trembling with sudden tickly, irritated coughs. As soon as he reaches relative consciousness he notes that he definitely feels worse than he did last night. At peak consciousness he realises why.
A thick black goo reaches down his leg and extends from his foot dangling where heâd crashed the night before. It leads into the kitchen ten feet away where Eddie can now see Venom by the oven. At least, his face. And tendrils heâs currently using as hands to sift through every cupboard there.
Eddie sits upright and manages a âwhat are you doing?â before succumbing to another fit of coughs, more desperate than the last.
We are hungry.
âIâm not hungry,â Eddie chokes. He can see the smoke now. The smoke alarm mustnât be active. With his head presently throbbing this doesnât bother him so much.
We are sick Eddie. We have not been out for days now. We need to eat.
Eddie picks his cellphone up from the floor and notices his reflection. His nose is pink and chafed and his eyes are slightly bloodshot, no doubt due to the smoke now filling the apartment. He rubs his face all over determinedly but stops when the smoke pushes his sensitive nose over the edge and his torso is thrust downward with two wet, helpless sneezes.
âHeh'DZZZshh! Heh'SSSSSHuh!â
Venom purrs a faint âbless youâ from the kitchen.
âThank you.â
Eddie sighs and -with slight vigilance- gets up now.
âIf I didnât know better Iâd think you were trying to kill me.â
A pan sits atop the stove, flame much too high. Itâs difficult for Eddie to decipher most of its contents. Looks like a few pieces of bread. Peanut butter. Coffee granules are scattered over the stove top so theyâre probably in there too. Cornflakes. Eggs. Venomâs pouring milk in there now. And an excessive amount of pepper.
âIs this supposed to be breakfast?â
These are foods you eat for breakfast.
âYeah, but⌠not like this. Not all together like this.âÂ
Eddie manages to turn away from the symbiote just in time to sneeze once more into his sleeve.
âHeh'DSSSHHH! Look, Venom I know what youâre trying to do but thatâs not how cooking works. And youâre not helping my nose much. You gotta turn that off.â
But we must eat.
âIf you think Iâm eating that youâre mistaken.â
Venom looks downward, almost a little hurt, reaches a tendril around the dial on the stove and turns it off. Peppery milk bubbles awkwardly amid other soggy ingredients which do not belong together. Eddie can tell he feels offended. Venom wouldnât normally act like this but he figures if heâs sick, Venom must be too.
Eddie we donât feel good.
âNo, buddy. We donât. I gotta ope⌠Heh'GSHHHHuh! Open some windows.â
Sorry Eddie.
Eddieâs features soften. He thinks for a moment.
âYou know what makes you feel better when youâre not feeling good?â He smiles knowingly.
What?
âChocolate.â
#okay i posted something i'm not particularly proud of but why not??#my writing's never gonna improve if i don't share stuff and get feedback and just... write more in general#v/enom#sneeze#snz#snez#sneezefic#fic#snzfic#i'm sorry i'm so ashamed this fic is so average i hope you guys like it regardless
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oh damn its an a-z meme
Tagged by @mypoorfaves and @crinklednose. You guys are the best! (EDIT: also tagged by @nnatto, i apologize deeply)
Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better
a - age: 20
b - birthplace: The good olâ south carolina of the good olâ united states. You know, where its legal to marry your cousin. :) :) :)
c - current time: 1:28 AM cause Iâm a nocturnal motherfucker
d - drink you last had: sweet tea (can you tell iâm southern)
e - easiest person to talk to: Oh man, everyone is nice, Iâm the one thatâs anti-social, lol
f - *current* favourite song: Serious by the Neighbourhood and FOOLS by Troye Sivan
g - grossest memory: Its fucking story time because I am randomly haunted by this memory. So Iâm in 2nd grade and weâre waiting on the teacher to get to the classroom. This girl, her name was Princess, she had a chocolate milk carton from breakfast and it was almost empty. And then this bitch hocks up like this ball of sinful phlegm and spits it into her milk carton and PROCEEDS TO DRINK THE FRESHLY LOOGIED CHOCOLATE MILK. I randomly remember that memory vividly and I think Iâm still shooketh from that unholy raunchiness.
h - horror yes or horror no: I honestly like them if Iâm with friends!
i - in love?: No but I kinda wish. Seems like it would be nice.
j - jealous of people?: Hnn, I canât even lie to myself. I do sometimes get envious of other peopleâs art and writing because I donât think I have much of a skill set anywhere, so I can get really insecure about my art and writing sometimes.
l - love at first sight or should i walk by again?: I donât know if thereâs such thing as âlove at first sightâ. Its not the first glance that keeps my attention, its the genuine commitment and partnership that makes love
m - middle name: Amber
n - number of siblings: One. (Technically 2, but thatâs another story)
o - one wish: You know I donât care if I sound preachy, but I wish people minded their own business sometimes, you know? Its 2018. People are gay. People arenât their assigned gender at birth. Women get abortions. Christianity isnât the only religion in the world. Its not hurting you is someone in a different state got married to their same-sex partner Karen so stop clutching your pearls.
p - person you called last: My mama!
q - question you are always (often) asked: âare you okay?â by everyone. Its either a joke or sincere, lmao
r - reason to smile: Iâm working on what I want to do in life, I have a family that loves me and close friends. Iâd say things are pretty good right now!
s - song you sang last: Will He by Joji
t - time you woke up: My alarm is set for 8:15 AM, but I didnât get out of my bed until 9:20.
u - underwear colour: Fancy paisley print
v - vacation destination: Canada or Japan (I think theyâre a taaad sick of Americans though)
w - worst habit: I uh...might have a bit of a self-mutilation problem? DONâT BE CONCERNED, its just I pick at my skin to the point of bleeding a lot. Iâm trying to break it.
x - x-rays: Of course there are the dental ones, but one time I really hurt my shoulder and had to get an x-ray for that. I also got an x-ray for my feet, but it turned out to be a muscle issue, not bone related
y - your favourite food: either mac and cheese or sushi.
z - zodiac sign: Iâm one of those bitches that use cusps, but Iâm sorry, thereâs no way my social anxiety ridden ass is a full Leo. (leo/virgo cusp)
#whew!#ask memes#thank you so much!#I don't mind sharing my mundane life#thanks again!#now I sleep because my dumbass has an early class at 9:30
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