Arthur is horrified by the number of prompts that involve him being grievously injured, starving, unsure of reality, or traumatised. In response, he decides to write an epic novel-length hurt-comfort fanfic starring Eames as a tormented soul who needs the healing power of Arthur's cock love. It starts out as a joke, but he really gets into it. Bonus points for the team's reaction to the epic-length Eames-torture fic on the kink meme. (Perhaps Saito loves it and starts reccing it to everyone and Eames is like WHAT THE HELL.)

Eames stumbles upon Arthur dreaming, and in his dream he is being fucked by tentacles. Eames, being Eames, decides to join in.

Saito doesn't even have to turn the lid. He just stares it down.

OH JESUS, MEME. inspired by this thread and OH MY GOD i want a fic where Arthur and Eames are BOTH in the Arthur/Eames fandom but using sockpuppets. And then Arthur beta's Eames Arthur/Eames fic. And TOTALLY RIPS IT APART, because Eames has terrible SPAG and Arthur thinks his Arthur is TOTALLY OOC and Eames is like WTF why do you even want to read this and Arthur's like, "because I'm in love with the way you write Eames" dkjfkajf;kdskakld and then somehow they find out each other's sekrit online identities

"Would it actually be... fanfiction if the author herself writes it? I mean, all we're supplying is the idea."

DRIVING!KINK But not how you think. Eames talks a big game about how fast he drives, even takes Arthur for a spin and maybe Ariadne is in the back or something. HOWEVER. Arthur is unimpressed and next time he is behind the wheel and Eames is the passenger, he like. Fucking IDEK like Form D's it, you know? Over the top speeding, weaving through traffic- he's just straight up a badass and it freaks Eames the fuck out.

The first thing Eames does when he wakes up on the shore of Limbo is squint a bit at the crumbling city skyline. [Or, the one where Arthur and Eames go to Limbo and Grow as People.]

Welcome to life post-Inception.

It turns out that Eames sending dirty pictures to Arthur's phone has become something of a routine thing.

Eames is a major Doctor Who fanboy. Arthur is clueless.

Being a singer has always been Kris's dream. Being a superhero is just an accident of birth.

Arthur adopts a couple stray kittens who end up in their warehouse. Then Eames ends up watching them for him for ages. Then kittens and boys do other adorable things.

Arthur realizes his feelings for Eames when he finds out Eames has dreams about fucking Robert with his perfect cheekbones. Arthur attempts to woo Eames with Adriadne and the rest of the team's help. Eames is too used to Arthur's rebuffs that he doesn't take Arthur's adorable fumbling attempts seriously.

In which Arthur loves Dom and Mal, despite knowing he will never be a half of their whole. Also in which Eames exhibits admirable patience while waiting for Arthur to realize he has options other than spending his whole life loving two people who can never love him back.

Arthur's in jail, he went down for the team, and now Eames wants him out. Saito offers some financial assistance and some wisdom.

Eames has a mouth like a porn star.

"Think of it as an exercise in interhouse relations," Eames says, slinging an arm around Arthur's shoulders. "We could share secrets! And braid each other's hair! And do, I don't know, trust falls." Hogwarts!AU.

Cobb doesn't even bother sitting up. "Let's try that again," he says, dropping his head back against the chair and closing his eyes, "and cut down on the homicide before the job is done."

"Don’t bore me with the petty details. Just tell me what sort of masks we’ll all be wearing while we rob this bank. I hope it’s not dead U.S. presidents. That’s so overdone.”

"It was really kind of sad watching him pine after you all the time, while you just went about business as usual," Ariadne says.

"You are," Harry tells them wearily, "without a doubt the worst pair of Aurors in the history of the entire Auror corps."

My 2010 synchro performance

Donnelly O'Keefe is the star of this story as the anchor of all things pageantry for his sister, mother and every other pageant princess in sight at the biggest beauty competition next to Miss America. He can handle women freaking because of a broken heel or a bad ketchup stain on an evening gown, but when his sister's greatest rival comes into the picture with a fiancé who looks like he stepped out of the fifties, some things are going to come into question. Namely, why Don and this guy keep running into each other, and why...why he doesn't exactly hate it.

We were no longer "good society."

A faux trailer has been making the viral rounds these past few days, depicting what would happen if they had fight club during the days of Jane Austen.

It was indeed Noel Henderson standing behind his mother in Tim's bedroom doorway. It wasn't a figment of Tim's imagination or the product of a fever dream. It was real, and it was horrible.

Listening to his dad play when he thinks Dylan is asleep makes Dylan kind of sad and worried. His dad is good, that’s what everyone says. But no one ever gets discovered in Arkansas. Alfie says even Baltimore is better if you want to be famous, but he still thinks that city kind of stinks, so he doesn’t recommend it to Dylan. He says they need to move to Los Angeles. That’s where all the famous people live. And Alfie has an Aunt Madeleine there, and he can totally come and visit sometimes. Dylan doesn’t have his own computer, but his dad lets him use the one in the living room. He even has his own account there, with his very own user picture (Batman) and password (robinsux). So he already looked Los Angeles up, and he’s pretty sure Alfie is right about this. Because Los Angeles is where Adam Lambert lives, and if his dad is ever going to make an album and give concerts and stuff, Adam Lambert is the guy to help.

After years of working to break into the music industry, Adam is starting to let his bill-paying waiter job become more like a career. And then American Idol winner Kris Allen comes into his restaurant.

In which Adam (a rock star) meets Kris (a single dad) at an Emergency Room in Arkansas at the end of a particularly shitty night. Also features: San Francisco, fresh starts, baked goods, OCs, cameo appearances by Matt and Megan, pirates, monsters with garbage heads and a recording studio.

The plan was simple - the literal two birds with one shot kill. Give Kris what he wants - honesty, and give the press what they can run with - a true love story that makes Kris' turn to the gay-side something less out of character and more in. Everyone knows that Kris is a sweet potato. Everyone knows that he believes in love and happily ever after. If he comes out of the closet in love with his best friend then he's a lot less likely to be eaten alive. The Kradam kids will erect a float for the Gay Pride Parade and the haters to the left will have a focus. Adam can be the bad guy, the seducer, the bright sparkly punching bag. Kris agrees to get out of a stretch limo holding Adam Lambert’s hand at Lady GaGa’s Un-birthday Party. (If this doesn’t scare him back straight – nothing will.) A fic in which Kris and Adam are clueless and neither one realizes what is real.

Puck can't sleep, Kurt has a surprise and Burt has to go to the police station.

The boys need some help getting their KISS outfits and so they turn to Kurt.

Mercedes and Kurt have a night in after Kurt's mini sexuality crisis.

Johnny adopts a baby. Evan is fostering six kids and is desperate for help. This is a work-in-progress from a prompt in the wintergameskinkmeme.

A chance meeting, a one night stand, a cowardly departure, and a romantic gesture.

Johnny, Evan, Champions on Ice 2007, sex pollen. I'm really not sure what else there is to say. Written for the [info]skategreat cliché challenge, clichés #23 (sex pollen) and #105 (trapped!).

Santana Lopez quite enjoys her newfound status as princess of McKinley High, and wants to make sure it remains the status quo. She well knows that every princess needs a fairy godmother. Luckily, she knows just the right fairy for the job.

In an unfair world full of unfair things, Puck thought the most unfair thing of all was Kurt Hummel with a popsicle.

Years down the line, Evan finds out that he has a son, and Johnny just happens to be there when he does...and somehow ends up being Evan's go-to guy for every difficult (and not-so-difficult) parenting situation from then on.

Wherein Gaga is a matchmaker and Evan fixates and isn't a stalker, really. So, Evan was a little pre-occupied after making out with Johnny -- Johnny Weir! his brain supplied, exclamation and all, -- in his car.

It took Evan roughly five seconds to destroy any shred of goodwill she'd harbored. [podfic as a gift for Bessyboo]

The rules are different when you're on the road. Different and weird.

written before the finale, asking for revenge on Jesse that (sigh) sadly never came. You look out for your family, even if they bug the crap out of you.