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09 May 2011 @ 02:45 pm
TENTACULAR SPECTACULAR 2011  
This is a little gathering place for things of tentacly-nature. The name "Tentacular Spectacular" is by unvarnishedtale after some brainstorming on twitter. There were so many good names (including "Love Me Tendril", "Hold Me in Your Tentacular Suckery Arms", "Blowjobs and Bothria", "Squid Roe", and "Squiddy Love") that I think it's fair to say more tentacles are in the future. The beautiful artwork for the banner below in by platina -- this doesn't do it justice. At all!

Tentacular Spectacular


WORDS OF NOTE

Every fest needs a dictionary. Or, this one does. Add new words or definitions to the list in the comments or on twitter!

cocktacle - there's a cock, and there's a tentacle, and then there's a cocktacle (platina). Incorrectly defined by urban dictionary here.
tentacuddles - cuddling with tentacles!
tentacrural - when thighs get the tentacle-love they deserve. a beautiful word by persephone_il.
tentacuffs - tentacles used as cuffs; thought up by shaded_sun.
tentacollar - a strip of tentacle against an adam's apple. so sweet. so restricting.

Brace Yourself

Let's get down to business with this primer found by platina:

A blathenoth will stimulate a victim for up to six hours (whoa nelly!), but don't worry, the extraction team won't let Dana here go that long, right boys?


I believe this one is from 4chan.

tentacles!

What Tentacle Fest Isn't

I did loads of research for Tentacular Spectacular and happened to stumble across lots of things I wish I hadn't stumbled across. Share my pain!

* ...one in her mouth and 3 or four in her cooter will do the job I think.

* 12" long, bright forest green with 1/4" yellowish tip, royal blue along shaft.

And there are more (oh no) to add later when I'm not being dragged out of the house.

Ideas:

* kinkmemepost - "Eames has a tendency to invade Arthur's dreams. Finally Arthur gets fed up with and decides to punish Eames. The next time Eames invades Arthur's dream he finds himself captured and fucked by tentacles, while Arthur watches."

Spectacularly Tentacly Fic and Art:

* (NEW as of Sept 23) Wide Eyes by night_reveals - NC-17 - 5.1k - non-con - Arthur/Eames

* Stranger Things Than Known By Man by cthonical - NC-17 - 4k - "If Eames had never told, Arthur never would have guessed. But now he knows what's really under Eames's skin, he can't stop thinking about it."

* A variety of art by platina, including: platina1 and platina2 and ((HERE)).

* Pokemon/Inception crossover by anamuan in the comments.

* Inception: Eames' fingers as !!MOVING!! tentacles by paperflower86 in the comments ((HERE)).

* Inception A/E Drabble by adelaide_rain in the comments ((HERE)).

* stuffed like a prized pheasant at a royal feast by phenylic - A/E/The Thing - NC-17 - short - "...He's aware that he's spread out on his knees on a bed, his hands bound behind his back with something a hell of a lot smoother than twine..."

* Pokemon/Inception crossover by ~anonwinkwink - NC-17 - 2/2 - "In dreams, though, in dreams Arthur wants this. Wants to fight and lose. He wants to be held down and forced open and when he comes, he doesn't want there to be anything he can do about it except take it. Eames is the first person in a long time he's let in on this little secret. Eames guards it more closely than he guards his real name."

* Catboy!Arthur x Tentacle!Eames by adelaide_rain - NC-17 - 6/6 - "'I’m a freak,' Eames whispers, glaring at his coffee and biting down on his plush bottom lip, which is also quite distracting. Eames is possibly the least freakish person Arthur’s ever seen."

* a tentacular fragment -- Telescopic Text by viva_gloria.

* Suck Me In by persephone_il - NC-17 - In which Arthur's restless, Eames wants to help, and dream architecture is put to startling uses.
EVERYONE START WRITING AND DRAWING AND ALL THE THINGS

Just so everyone is clear: Fat Cock Vivant and Ribaldry&Rage are still on! Time for some muli-tasking on my part. :)
 
 
 
anamuananamuan on May 10th, 2011 01:54 am (UTC)
touch-happy tentacool
"Really? Really? I'm trapped in a dream populated by a bunch of disturbingly perverted Pokémon?" Arthur says, disregarding all the rules he's learned about changing the dream too much and dreaming himself back into a nice, tear-free pair of slacks. He fixes the button up shirt while he's at it, even though it didn’t suffer as much damage. He never really thought he'd say it, but projections wanting to kill him would be a blessing in this case.

"You're also trapped in this dream with me. It could be worse," Eames says.

"No, I don't really think so," Arthur replies, but he doesn't mean it. He'd just be happy if the next "overly friendly" tentacool they run into goes after Eames instead. There are only so many times Eames can cackle, "Darling, it does look as though our mark has a type," before it gets really old, really fast.

In a way, Arthur supposes it's his own fault for picking Charmander.
anamuananamuan on May 10th, 2011 01:57 am (UTC)
Re: touch-happy tentacool
i am proud to take this post's virginity \o/
Re: touch-happy tentacool - night_reveals on May 10th, 2011 02:11 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Krytellakrytella on May 10th, 2011 05:16 am (UTC)
Yaaaay!

I am totally in on this and I think I can handle actually delivering because no plot is required. Tentasturbation here we come!

Snippet: "It's like a crowd without the crowd, like mouths and hands everywhere, like that one time in Madrid but without the football team or the coke."
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 10th, 2011 11:41 am (UTC)
Oh....oh please give me this. That snippet is NOT enough, you know this, you are a torturer of the worst kind!
(no subject) - unvarnishedtale on May 11th, 2011 01:49 am (UTC) (Expand)
lace_and_lanternspopcorn_orgasms on May 10th, 2011 07:33 am (UTC)
Omg. omg. yes.

Tentacuddles, cocktacle. Could my love for fandom be any greater? My heart is literally breaking from the squee. Okay, ready to read fic and look at pics. :) Tentagoggles on.
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 10th, 2011 11:39 am (UTC)
hi and welcome! i'm hoping to get more links up soon, and also bully more people into writing/drawing. :)

i also did the customary click-and-look on your profile and diiiieeed oh fuck, that OT3 would be just incendiary. ;__;
(no subject) - popcorn_orgasms on May 10th, 2011 07:16 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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janonnyjanonny on May 10th, 2011 09:48 am (UTC)
YES TENTACLE FEST! BRUSHIE! WHO'S WRITING BRUSHIE-TENTACLE FIC?

And where's the fic where Eames holds Arthur open, fucks him over and over again with his tentacles, while jerking him off and rubbing his nipples, until Arthur comes over and over again, and has a sofuckinggoodalmostpainful dry orgasm, and then Eames and his tentacles cuddle Arthur through his gasping and shaking, tentacles wiping away his tears and patting his overused bum and cock and tickling him so that he dimples through his post-coital haze?
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 10th, 2011 11:35 am (UTC)
jesus christ, your descriptions of porn are almost porn enough for me, i'm serious.

arthur needs to have some dry orgasms. that is a fact of life.
Clareadelaide_rain on May 10th, 2011 11:13 am (UTC)
I'll play!
When Arthur looks over his shoulder, Eames is leaning against the kitchen counter. He’s just watching, arms folded, as Arthur puts the groceries away.

“Considering you have more – appendages – than I do, you could at least fucking help me,” Arthur says, glaring. As ever, it has little effect on him other than to make him smirk.

“Arthur. Darling,” he says. “Can you honestly not think of a better use for my appendages, as you call them?”

Yes, he can, but he’s making a point and slams the cans of tomatoes into the cupboard as loudly as he can.

But then something long and slender and warm wraps itself around Arthur’s waist – all the way around – and Arthur stops halfway to putting a jar of pickles on a shelf like someone hit the pause button. He looks down in time to see a second tentacle nudge into his jeans and puts the jar down before he drops it.

“I can think of so many better uses for them,” Eames whispers, and Arthur shivers.
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 10th, 2011 11:44 am (UTC)
Re: I'll play!
hi!! nice to meet you :)

I think I'm going to make a rule about posting these awful snippets that make me want more more more -- people are so cruel. I love this, ugh. The tentacle going into his jeans....+sucks in breath+

That food is never getting put away, is it?
Re: I'll play! - adelaide_rain on May 10th, 2011 10:36 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: I'll play! - night_reveals on May 11th, 2011 03:40 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: I'll play! - adelaide_rain on May 10th, 2011 10:39 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: I'll play! - adelaide_rain on May 11th, 2011 11:26 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: I'll play! - madsmurf on May 16th, 2011 01:51 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: I'll play! - anamuan on May 16th, 2011 11:30 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: I'll play! - adelaide_rain on May 17th, 2011 06:28 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Tentacles: More interesting than chores 2/2 - anamuan on May 18th, 2011 04:15 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Tentacles: More interesting than chores 2/2 - madsmurf on May 18th, 2011 12:26 pm (UTC) (Expand)
oncetherewasnot on May 10th, 2011 03:53 pm (UTC)
The fest title really is excellent, but I'm going to be honest here and say you had me at 'Love Me Tendril' ♥

I'm having my last deadline of the semester today, so I maybe sorta possibly decide to celebrate my newly found freedom by writing something incredibly silly. Like, we've had werewolf!Eames and were-unicorn!Eames, but I don't think there is any were-sea-thing-with-tentacles!Eames at the moment. I'll get back to you on that.
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 10th, 2011 04:18 pm (UTC)
Oh that one was persephone_il's brainchild; I loved it too. Also just realized I misspelled spectacular in the title. Damnit.

...but I don't think there is any were-sea-thing-with-tentacles!Eames at the moment. I'll get back to you on that.

Don't underestimate my stalking abilities. They aren't very good, or advanced, but they are blunt beyond belief. In other words: waiting on pins and needles. Eames as a sea-creature would make my week.

Edited at 2011-05-10 04:19 pm (UTC)
outphenylic on May 10th, 2011 05:20 pm (UTC)
YOU KNOW EMILY
BEFORE I MET YOU
I PROBABLY WOULD'VE NEVER SAT HERE GOING "TENTACLES? FUCK YEAH, BRING IT."
YOU ARE A TERRIBLE INFLUENCE.
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 14th, 2011 05:30 pm (UTC)
I LOVE BEING A TERRIBLE INFLUENCE.

THOUGH I THINK NELLIE AND LYDIA DESERVE WAY MORE BLAME THAN ME.

*pouts in corner*



paperflower86paperflower86 on May 11th, 2011 02:10 am (UTC)
Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle
Photobucket

I have no excuse for this D: *hides under a rock*


Clareadelaide_rain on May 11th, 2011 02:11 am (UTC)
Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle
THAT'S AWESOME YOU'RE AWESOME OH MY GOD. Now I kind of want to see Arthur's reaction :D
Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle - paperflower86 on May 11th, 2011 02:15 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle - adelaide_rain on May 11th, 2011 02:19 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle - night_reveals on May 11th, 2011 03:28 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle - anamuan on May 12th, 2011 11:33 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle - unvarnishedtale on May 11th, 2011 02:33 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Watch tentacle!Eames wriggle - night_reveals on May 11th, 2011 03:26 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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as bent as wet cardboardunvarnishedtale on May 11th, 2011 02:48 am (UTC)
ONE DAY I WILL DO SOMETHING OTHER THAN NAME THE THEMED WEEKS. ONE DAY.

Maybe even today? *ponders*
lace_and_lanternspopcorn_orgasms on May 11th, 2011 04:19 am (UTC)
But who will come up with names like Tentacular Spectacular. It sounds like a carnival. Full of amazing sights, little curiosities and fun for the whole...adult family.
(no subject) - night_reveals on May 11th, 2011 03:27 pm (UTC) (Expand)
out: actor: chris → detailsphenylic on May 12th, 2011 08:23 am (UTC)
stuffed like a prized pheasant at a royal feast
i shouldn't be here. i should not. WTF AM I DOING.


This is not real.

This is what Arthur tells himself. This is a dream. He's aware that he's spread out on his knees on a bed, his hands bound behind his back with something a hell of a lot smoother than twine. He is blindfolded and thankful for it, because some things need to be remain unknown--things like whatever it is that is tracing the curve of his spine.

Arthur swallows.

"Christ, Arthur," he hears Eames murmur and turns to face the direction of his voice. The--The Thing moves lower, skimming across an ass cheek, and Arthur has to force himself to keep his breaths steady. It's eerily smooth, fleshy, but in the way that a fingertip would be without its indented whorls.

"Eames," Arthur says without thinking, straining to hear Eames' movements, desperate to pinpoint his exact position.

There is a hand on his shoulder, gently pushing him up, and Arthur goes with it. He relaxes somewhat when Eames settles himself in front of Arthur with his knee knocking into Arthur's shoulder.

He lets himself be pulled up until he's kneeling between Eames' thighs, his head resting against Eames' neck, biting back a moan as Eames strokes once, twice. He can still feel The Thing rubbing against him, but he also feels Eames' hand running soothing strokes up and down his back.

He lets Eames kiss him open-mouthed and sloppy, lets Eames rub figure eights into the inside of his arm.

"Eames," he says, and he's sure Eames is smiling at him.

"You alright there?" Eames asks him, voice rough, and Arthur nods.

The Thing circles his hole, and he shudders, this time more in anticipation than anything. Eames bites the shell of his ear. "Fuck, Arthur," he says. "You've no idea just how fucking gorgeous you are right now."

Arthur would reply except, a finger slips inside, and whatever words he might've said dissolve into small gasps. He pushes back, wanting more, until he realizes it isn't a finger at all. It glides over his prostate, and he could care less what it was. He feels Eames' hands at his ass, spreading his cheeks wider as the tentacle delves deeper, and Arthur is panting harshly against Eames' shoulder.

"Fuck," he says. "Oh fuck."

He feels another one, ghosting over him, and has just a second to think, Holy shit before it slips inside, and he lets out a restrained groan, grinding down as hard as he can, gasping when his hard cock slides over Eames', and feels a trail of saliva trickle down the corner of his mouth.

And he doesn't care.

"Eames," he says, just to say it.

"One more, darling," says Eames. "Let me see you take one more."

Arthur shakes his head, says no, says I can't, only Eames is kissing him, nipping at his lower lip, murmuring You can. Just one more, and Eames reaches in between them, wraps a hand around his cock and presses the slit, and Arthur keens for him.

"Oh god," Arthur gasps, breathless. "Oh god. Oh holy fuck."

And he's taking a third, moaning and panting as it stretches him until it burns, until he throws his head back and hisses at the pain, but rocks himself back into it.

He feels them moving inside him, wriggling in a way a dick never would, and it leaves him shaking in Eames' arms and he's mumbling incoherently, stringing random syllables together until they all mean more, more, more.

When Eames begins to stroke him, a bit too rough, Arthur almost screams. His toes curl, and pleasure shoots up and down his spine like he's never known it to, and it lasts too long and should be too painful, and all he knows is--

*

Arthur immediately reaches up, digging the palms of his hands into his eyes. "Jesus," he says, voice hoarse.

Eames runs a hand down his side, calm and soothing. Arthur shivers. "It's just me," says Eames, pressing lightly against his hip.

"Mm," Arthur grunts, lowering his hands and blinking blearily. "It fucking better be just you."
night_revealsnight_reveals on May 12th, 2011 08:30 am (UTC)
Re: stuffed like a prized pheasant at a royal feast
VIVI

okay first I LOVE THE TITLE WHERE DID YOU GET IT.

second I LOVE THE NAME "THE THING" YOU ARE SO CLEVER.

It's eerily smooth, fleshy, but in the way that a fingertip would be without its indented whorls.

What a perfect description...

He lets Eames kiss him open-mouthed and sloppy, lets Eames rub figure eights into the inside of his arm.

That is so endearing for some reason.

ALSO IT IS A RULE THAT ARTHUR CAN ALWAYS TAKE ONE MORE.

~em
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(Anonymous) on May 12th, 2011 11:19 pm (UTC)
there is no excuse for this (1/2)
Eames has one regret, and that's that he didn't plan this well enough. If he'd thought a little farther ahead, he'd be able to feel Arthur thrashing in his grip, feel him fighting it. As it is, Eames can only watch. The show's nice, but it's not the same.
Well, next time, maybe. Even if this isn't everything Arthur hoped it would be Eames thinks he can make a convincing argument that the problem was the pokémon's relative autonomy.

Arthur wouldn't let him do this to him up above, even though he wanted it; he wouldn't feel safe enough, tied down, tied up, unable to escape. Dreaming's dangerous enough. Arthur doesn't want to be more incapacitated than unconscious, not in the real world.

In dreams, though, in dreams Arthur wants this. Wants to fight and lose. He wants to be held down and forced open and when he comes, he doesn't want there to be anything he can do about it except take it. Eames is the first person in a long time he's let in on this little secret. Eames guards it more closely than he guards his real name.

"Tighten up there," Eames directs. "Don't let him have that much give." The venusaur obeys, pulling the vines wrapped around Arthur's arms and legs tighter until he doesn't even have the give to struggle anymore. The venusaur twines one thick vine further up Arthur's arm, till it's curled around Arthur's shoulder, and Arthur's whole frame twitches, like he'd move if he could. Eames can't tell if it would be to get closer or if it would be another aborted attempt to get away.

"Spread his legs now," Eames says. Arthur makes this noise in the back of his throat, like he'd swallowed a moan at the last moment and choked on it, and Eames smiles, all teeth. Venusaur pulls Arthur's legs open wide and Arthur's cock jumps, bobbing against his stomach. Eames can't resist that: he ducks in and rubs a hand up the length of Arthur's cock, grinds down against the base with his palm. Arthur is less successful swallowing these sounds.

"Oh, pet," Eames breaths, and Arthur's chest heaves--but more interestingly, the venusaur reaches out with a fifth vine to bump up against the flat of Eames’ free hand like a cat asking to be petted. Arthur's subconscious. Very interesting indeed. Eames strokes the edge of the vine, working his way from between the beginnings of leaf buds all the way to the tip. There's a hard little bud on the very end, bigger than the rest, something that might someday turn into a flower, and suddenly Eames gets an idea. "You're such a good boy," he says, petting them both.

They need lube, of course, but they would have anyway. Eames is generous with it, spreading extra everywhere because Venusaur's vines are bigger than Eames’ fingers, even if they're smaller than Eames’ cock, and that's a lot for Arthur to start with.

The vines are glossy smooth and aren't warm like human skin, totally alien. Arthur eyes snap open as he feels the vine against his hole, twisting as much as he can to see what's happening. He doesn't get very far. "Eames, what?"
(Anonymous) on May 12th, 2011 11:20 pm (UTC)
Re: there is no excuse for this (2/2)
"Careful now," is all Eames says, though, and the venusaur starts pressing in.

"Oh, fuck," Arthur swears, and then the wide head of the bud is in and Arthur stops talking to concentrate on breathing instead.

The venusaur moves slowly, in just a little and then out nearly all the way, then in just a little bit more. Arthur's as hard as he can get and leaking all over his stomach. His hips actually jerk when the bud catches his prostate, just once, before the vines twined around his legs creep higher, wrapping more firmly around his thighs. Arthur twists into the touch, shivering uncontrollably as they twist over his skin. The vines holding him immobile are dark against all his pale skin, and he's not even trying to fight anymore, just hanging in their grasp, letting himself be fucked. Arthur's moaning continuously: "Ah, ah, ah," ripped from his throat, so blissed out Eames isn't sure if Arthur even remembers where he is anymore.

"Christ, Arthur, if you could see yourself," Eames says, yanking his trousers open. He jerks his cock once, twice, then steps to Arthur's head. Arthur opens right up for him.

His mouth is slack as Eames feeds him his cock, like keeping his lips tight takes more concentration than Arthur's got to spare, but Eames isn't going to need much. Not with the way Arthur looks, stretched out and fucked open by the dark vines.

Eames reaches down to pet Arthur, strokes down the lean muscles of his chest and slides his thumb through the slick precome smeared over his abs. Eames brings his thumb back up to Arthur's mouth, and Arthur manages to flick his tongue over the pad, tasting himself. Arthur's muffled cries change pitch then, slide into something desperate, and suddenly Eames is so, so far gone.

He reaches down and wraps a hand around Arthur's cock and jerks him in time with the venusaur's thrusting vine. It's only a handful of jerks before Arthur's coming all over himself, rocking into it as much as he can with what limited range of motion he has. His mouth goes completely slack as he comes, and Eames’ cock slides free with an obscene, wet noise and Eames comes all over his face.

Eames’ voice is hoarse when he says, "Let him up now." Venusaur unwraps its vines from Arthur's arms and legs slowly, almost reluctantly. Arthur doesn't move once he's free, just lies where he is, exhausted. It pulls out of Arthur last, and when the thick bud finally pulls out, Arthur makes this broken noise, caught up in his throat like a sob.

"That's enough, Venusaur," Eames says, and the pokémon disappears into its pokéball. Eames pulls Arthur to him and feathers kisses over his face and shoulders, heedless of the mess. They'll wait for the kick like this.
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Re: there is no excuse for this (2/2) - anamuan on May 25th, 2011 12:20 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Clareadelaide_rain on May 14th, 2011 05:18 pm (UTC)
Catboy!ArthurxTentacle!Eames 1/6
Arthur steps into the mansion and takes his hood down with a sigh of relief. His cat ears twitch, trying to get the blood flowing properly again. Keeping his ears under his hood like that hurts but it’s better than the stares he gets otherwise.

Only in the Xavier Institute was he safe from been stared at – most of the time.

In the entrance hall, Dom is standing with a guy Arthur hasn’t seen before. About Arthur's age, brown hair, broad shoulders - and really hot. The guy looks over and his eyes immediately leap up to the white-tipped black cat ears that sit on top of Arthur’s head.

Arthur touches an ear, self-conscious, but pushes away his annoyance at being stared at. The guy is new and looks kind of terrified, and even though Ariadne says Arthur can be a jerk sometimes, he isn't as much of a jerk as that. He's only been at the Institute for a few months himself and can still clearly remember how it felt when he first walked in here.

“Arthur!” Dom waves him over.

As Arthur approaches, he can see that his first impression was right - the guy is definitely hot and definitely his type. The Xavier Institute is full of hot guys but Arthur isn't attracted to any of them. This guy, with his grey eyes framed with ridiculous long lashes and full lips, is definitely his type.

“Arthur; Eames. Eames; Arthur,” Dom says, all Serious Business, like he always is when he’s tasked with showing the newbies around.

“Hi,” Arthur says, smiling in an attempt to counteract Dom’s seriousness.

Eames nods and gives Arthur a smile, his eyes darting up to Arthur’s ears again. “I-“ He blushes. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to stare. It’s just – they’re really pretty.”

Arthur blinks. No-one’s ever called his ears pretty before.

“It’s fine,” Arthur says, and he doesn’t miss the way that both of Dom’s brows leap. He knows that Arthur hates being stared at – but being stared at for being pretty is a new experience and Arthur thinks he might be able to get used to it. Dom’s expression of disbelief is kind of annoying, actually, so Arthur ups the ante. “I have a tail, too,” he says, and turns to the side and lifts the hem of his hoodie so that his tail can curl free. It’s black with a white tip, like his ears, and Eames smiles as his eyes follow its curve.

“Like I said, pretty.” He meets his eyes and his smile makes warmth spread through Arthur.

Oh, thinks Arthur, I could get used to this, and he smiles back.
Clareadelaide_rain on May 14th, 2011 05:19 pm (UTC)
Catboy!ArthurxTentacle!Eames 2/6
Later that evening, he and Eames are sitting in rec room. Dom left earlier, muttering something about studying but more likely he’s going to find his girlfriend. Arthur has no problem with that; he’s thankful to have some time alone with Eames.

Not that they’re alone, exactly. Lots of other students are in the rec room too, and Eames is staring around with wide eyes. Arthur can see that he’s trying not to, keeps flicking his gaze back to his coffee but he’s soon distracted.

Arthur can understand; there are people with green skin and fins, with four arms and – well, a catboy. As far as Arthur can see, Eames doesn’t have any physical mutations so it must be even stranger for him to see all this than it was for Arthur.

“This is such a relief,” Eames says, smiling at Arthur. “Seeing that – I’m not the only one who’s… different.”

“Different is what the Xavier Institute is all about,” Arthur says, pointing at his ears.

Eames lets his gaze rest on the ears for a moment before dropping to meet Arthur’s eyes. His smile turns a little sad. “Yes, but you’re lovely. I-“

That lovely nearly distracted Arthur from the wistfulness in Eames’s voice. He licks his lips and tries to focus. “You’re what?”

“I’m a freak,” Eames whispers, glaring at his coffee and biting down on his plush bottom lip, which is also quite distracting. Eames is possibly the least freakish person Arthur’s ever seen.

“I don’t particularly like the word but if you put it that way we’re all freaks, Eames.”

“Yes, but-“ Eames pauses and sighs. “Is there somewhere more private we can go? I’ll show you what I mean.”

They end up in Arthur’s room. His roommate is probably in the library since he has a test tomorrow that he’s not bothered studying for. There should be at least two hours before he gets back, maybe more if he falls asleep in the stacks again.

Even though Arthur’s only just met Eames he’s already developed a huge crush, so being alone in his bedroom with him is kind of terrifying and exciting at the same time.

Eames hugs himelf and looks away nervously. “Can – can I trust you, Arthur?”

“Of course you can.”

“I- I haven’t shown anyone yet,” he says. “I mean, the teachers know, but. I haven’t shown many people. Not on purpose anyway. Sometimes, if I get upset or angry I lose control but-“ He stops and bites his lip. “Okay. Please don’t freak out.”

“I’m not going to freak out,” Arthur says, but he sounds less confident than he’d like. The way Eames is talking, he has no idea what to expect. Maybe he’s a shapeshifter and is really a fifteen foot dragon or something.

So when six tentacles snake from his back, it’s almost a let-down. They’re quite slender, about an inch in diameter, about four feet long and the same tanned colour as the rest of Eames’s skin.

An urge to touch one of them sparks in Arthur, but he stays his hand. If someone he’s just met tried to grab his tail without permission he’d be seven kinds of pissed off.

Eames is looking at him with an expression that makes Arthur think that he still expects him to freak out, so he smiles.

“They’re cool, Eames. Can you do stuff with them?”

Eames’s eyes widen at Arthur’s reaction and he gives a tentative smile. “Uh. I can – I mean. I can pick stuff up,” and he picks up the bottle of water on Arthur’s bedside table and offers it to him. “It’s not exactly the best superpower ever,” he says, shrugging. “But the teachers think that I’ll get better when I use them more.”

“Having more appendages always helps,” Arthur says with a smile, flicking his tail and making Eames grin.

“So- you don’t think I’m a freak?”

“No more than I am, Eames.”

“I don’t think you’re a freak at all,” Eames says, a blush spreading over his cheeks. “I- Well, like I said. You’re very pretty.”

Arthur beams. Compliments are going to get Eames everywhere.
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Persephonepersephone_il on May 15th, 2011 12:23 am (UTC)
written a pornlet ^_^
Suck Me In (3146 words) by faviconthe_ragnarok
Fandom: Inception (2010)
Rating: Explicit
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Arthur/Eames (Inception)
Summary:

In which Arthur's restless, Eames wants to help, and dream architecture is put to startling uses.

silver_snowdropsilver_snowdrop on May 23rd, 2011 09:16 am (UTC)
Re: written a pornlet ^_^
I just love the ending. No matter the subject of the fic, Eames and Arthur in a loving embrace is one of my favourite things!! :D
Gloria Mundiviva_gloria on May 17th, 2011 06:07 pm (UTC)
apparently I can only write if I convince myself it's EXPERIMENTAL
so here, have my first experiment in Telescopic Text
a tentacular fragment
Clareadelaide_rain on May 17th, 2011 06:21 pm (UTC)
Re: apparently I can only write if I convince myself it's EXPERIMENTAL
YOU'RE AMAZING, THIS IS AMAZING, OH MY GOD. I love Eames's curiosity here, a perfect reaction <3 I also love that Arthur's tentacles match his coat (I also love the sound of his coat).

Also, Telescopic text looks really cool!