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Art Prompt Title: Mon Dieu, Mr. Eames
Art Link: Art Master Post
Artist:
katy_romance
Fic Title: Frankie Says (Get Your Shit Together, You Emotionally Constipated Jackass)
Author:
tourdefierce
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4000
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Violence, Crack/Humor and Ariadne being awesome at all things.
Summary: Eames learns that Arthur knows how to say Slurpee in French... among other things.
Fic Title: Tramontane
Author:
recrudescence
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 7,400
Warnings: barebacking, improper use of a necktie, Arthur being an oblivious dweeb, translations in mouseover
Summary: There are things for which Arthur’s life doesn’t allow, things that Eames makes him forget each time the two of them end up devouring dreams and each other when work causes them to meet. He can’t keep traversing the world like this, occasionally crossing paths with this dangerous, unreliable, sharp-witted man who plays hopscotch with other people’s identities and plucks grenades from his pockets like they’re candy.
Art Link: Art Master Post
Artist:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Fic Title: Frankie Says (Get Your Shit Together, You Emotionally Constipated Jackass)
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4000
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Violence, Crack/Humor and Ariadne being awesome at all things.
Summary: Eames learns that Arthur knows how to say Slurpee in French... among other things.
Fic Title: Tramontane
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 7,400
Warnings: barebacking, improper use of a necktie, Arthur being an oblivious dweeb, translations in mouseover
Summary: There are things for which Arthur’s life doesn’t allow, things that Eames makes him forget each time the two of them end up devouring dreams and each other when work causes them to meet. He can’t keep traversing the world like this, occasionally crossing paths with this dangerous, unreliable, sharp-witted man who plays hopscotch with other people’s identities and plucks grenades from his pockets like they’re candy.