Wound, Ricochet.

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Art Prompt Title: Wound, Richochet.
Art link: Side A, Side B
Artist: kateison

Fic Title: General Relativity
Author: scribblscrabbl
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: R
Word Count: 14503
Warnings: Violence, mostly non-graphic

Summary: This isn’t a glitch, it’s a reset, the second chance he knew better than to hope for but hoped for anyway like a fever he couldn’t sweat out. It’s the universe telling him that if he does it right, he’ll pay his debts and then some, because he can keep the story from ending here. He can save the story. And to save the story, he needs to save the hero.

Pink, Red, and Bloody Brilliant (Arthur/Eames)

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Art Prompt Title: Pink, Red, and Bloody Brilliant
Art link: Art Master Post
Artist: nikavarta



First Claim
Fic Title: Pull My Ribs Apart (Let the Sun Inside)
Author: osaki_nana_707
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 6357
Warnings: depictions of violence, (mildly explicit) torture of an original character, original character's death, explicit sex

Summary: They are two beasts, two stories, two people, not one. This is okay. Eames is content to let his story intertwine with Arthur’s as long as he allows, let their language blend together and then move apart. He’ll always come back to Arthur, always, because he is his captive. Eames is not a devoted sort of man, but at this point it seems as though he saved up every last drop of devotion and put it here.

Second Claim
Fic Title: When Dreams come true
Author: sianii_writes
Pairing(s): Arthur/Eames
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 4754
Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

Summary: The first time Eames got an inkling that not everything was as simple and well as he had thought, was when Dom Cobb called him and madly yelled at him through the phone.

After Inception Arthur and Eames finally decided to leave a life of crime behind and move in together. Eames is very fond of that simple arrangement. To him he gets the bliss of having Arthur around with the conciousness of an open door if he needs it. At least he thinks that the door is wide open.