The Azure Blue

Title: The Monster You Made of Me
Word Count: 1,235
Pairing: Eames/Robert
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: graphic non-con (Robert/OMC)
Summary: The consequence of inception for Robert Fischer does not come in the form of Peter Browning or the board members. It arrives in the form of Stephan Dawes from Marketing, a man that lost his job, his insurance, and most of his sanity. Eames takes responsibility as interest in learning more about the changes in this former mark; at least that is what he intially tells himself.
Author's Note: Part 1 of . . . IDK. It's a WiP that I wanted to fill for a prompt on the Kink Meme that I cannot find anymore, so here it stands on its own. Beta'd by ruins_of_sodom whom also created this delicious NSFW image that I commissioned a while back to go with the initial idea.

( This was their fault. )

scrapbullet bought more icon spaces for me after muttering that there isn't enough spaces for Cillian Murphy. :P THANK YOU.
. . . and THIS.
Hee. My help_japan bid from cunning_croft for Eames/Robert icons.
Yes, feel free. I'd be selfish to not spread this along. <3

And Hesse's photo icon goodness because really, cannot stop staring at these.

Also, hee, darkseraphim21 completed an Eames/Robert bid here; it has marking, a possessive Robert, and Eames. So lovely. Still too incoherent to even properly rec.

I swear, one of these afternoons I'm going to get back to recommendations. There was this piece over i_reversebang that I adored, but later. Work, it calls, and my brain spasmed at the fact that I can have over a hundred 100by100 pixels of Cillian if I wanted. :P

Title: Undercurrent
Author: the_azure_blue
Artist: ruins_of_sodom
Artist's Post: HERE
Word Count: 7,000
Pairings/Characters: Eames/Robert, appearance by Browning
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: graphic sex, violence, disturbing imagery, dark themes
Summary Due to all of his forgeries, Eames loses his identity. At a rather climatic moment, Robert realizes this and tries to help. Although he knows nothing about dream sharing, he knows one thing, that Eames trusts him, but will it be enough?
Author's Note: This . . . piece . . . was . . . INSANE. But we made it! Through time zones and illness and LJ being a pain in the butt, WE MADE IT. HUZZAH. No, seriously, guys, thanks to everyone involved. You know who you are, and we love you to pieces for your epic madness and extraordinary passion. It's inspiring. Special thanks to my lovelies, y'all know who you are and how important you are to me and this project. Soundtrack post tells who is responsible for the lyrics. If you can't read them, blame me. <3
Soundtrack is HERE

( Return often and take me. )

Title: Evidence (1/3)
Word Count: 2,350
Pairing: Eames/Robert, Arthur/Cobb, rest of cast mentioned at various points
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
Warnings: Character Death, General Mindfuckery
Summary: Robert finds out about the inception and "Everett Forester"'s involvement; Eames tells Robert the truth, then tells Cobb that Robert's plan and his to change it, not to worry, etc. Naturally, Cobb does and sends Arthur in.
Author's Note: Fusion between Christopher Nolan's Inception and David Mack's "Kabuki", with a bit of Peter Chung's "Aeon Flux" for inspiration. Title and lj-cut is from Marilyn Manson's "Evidence".

“Cobb, I found Fischer. His brains were blown out from a Beretta pistol similar to the one you use in the field.” Eames pulls away from the body and opens the red gas can. The fuel pours onto the clothes, the silk threads hand sewn into fabric tailored to fit his small frame. It turns the charcoal shades darker before the smell is enough for the forger to have to cover his mouth. “I am disposing of the body to make it look like a fire swept through. The gas stove should be suffice to cover up that someone took care to make certain details were eradicated fully.”

( And we'll paint over the evidence. )

Yeah, you heard me.

Anything goes: Drabbles, Songs, Recs, ANYTHING.
Love them, my darlings, and we'll get through this writer's block together.

If you can, please help. Join in offering, donating, bidding, etc.
Auctions open up tomorrow.

. . . and now, I'm off to work. Because even on Sunday, people need coffee at 5:00 AM. :P

Title: Separation Anxiety (Or "The Places We Would Fuck")
Word Count: 2,000
Pairing: Arthur/Eames/Fischer
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: hints of D/s symbolism, alcohol, mental disorder, bad poetry
Summary: Incunabula, Series 3: Arthur goes on a job, and Robert deals with being alone.
Author's Note: For hesselives bid at qldfloodauction She asked for Arthur/Robert fluff, and I said that if it's related to Incunabula, it's going to be as fluffy as Stephen King's Langoliers. I wanted to write a story that shows in the vivid, snapshot way she writes, just as the photographs. I hope it works, darling. It was loads of fun to experiment with. Photos belong to Hesse with the exception of the last one; that one's mine.

The idea, it is difficult. “Please don't go,” I beg, holding his hand.
“I have to,” he tells me, pulling away. “I will write.”

He does. Often. Though damned the postal service, it takes forever.
Lost in a path of flights, carriers, and strangers' hands, it arrives two weeks later.
Sitting on the couch, in his shirt, the television a monotone of infomercials.
Unshaven, I have not showered in three.
Single digits in New York, I walk in slippers and a bathrobe, boxers beneath.
( The cold barely touches me until the warmth seizes my heart. )

I swear, I'm on E/R withdrawals. My OTP lacks in numbers, and it's depressing. I mean, yes, I could visit the lovely, delicious PWP brought on by hephs_thighs or the plot that has my heart by fabiennen or stare with much adoration as my brain melts to art by ruins_of_sodom but lets face it folks, E/R is a dying pairing, lost to the overflow of rabid A/E despite its emotional and believable tie-in if you'd just dig a little deeper, and I don't even mean in a fisting metaphor. I mean, look at all the open prompts out there. So sad.

Then I was in the midst of Robert/Saito in my A/E/R sushi plot (yes, it's plot - don't ask), trying to think and BELIEVE in my pairing when I remembered croik posted something on V-Day that was 10K of E/R that can be found here

And the most lovely ending. I'm almost embarrassed by my comment besides the fact that it just proves how captivated I was. The dialogue didn't quite fit the characters as my head-canon Robert does, but OMG, Robert fingering Eames SO MAKES UP FOR IT.

M'kay, done now. Back to either sushi or this weird idea that I want to do an Auction!AU of Saito buying Robert because it'd be neater or some shit that had me giggling in the cooler. lol.

Title: Mistaken Identity
Author: the_azure_blue
Artist: forgerness
Type: slash, crossover, dark
Word Count: 24,552
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: (from Inception) Characters: Arthur, Ariadne, Browning, Cobb, Eames, Robert, and Yusuf - Pairings: Eames/Robert, Ariadne/Arthur, past Eames/Yusuf, past Browning/Robert/ (from WoD) Characters: Calvin Bainbridge, *Carl Dane, *Christopher Montague, **Erika Templar, **Evan, **Henri Alkaev, Michael Dane, Richard, **Taylor - Pairings: Carl/Michael, past Carl/Christopher
* Characters are original, created by lycanthrophile
** Characters are original, created by me.
Warnings sexual content, violent content, mental illness
Summary: Though some try to walk away, it is inevitable as Kindred to be pulled into the danse macabre. Through the bitter echoes of those before, all are wrapped together, and sometimes this curse is passed along to those of mortal blood.

Robert Fischer is the son of Maurice Fischer, whom is the son of Garrett Fischer, and he, the son of Michael Fischer. Over a century ago, in the city of Grand Rapids, Michigan, Michael, the nephew of a shop sweeper and son of a whore, was Embraced by Calvin Bainbridge. It came with a price, as it always does, the childe having to burn his bridges of mortality with the quick death of his wife. What he never knew was that his son was given to another family and continued his lineage into the legacy of Fischer Morrow.

But now, as Michael's past continues to further decay his what is left of his soul, the horror takes a hold of the unexpected, the ignorant Dominic Cobb and his team. A vampire has decided to manipulate the team into inception. The mark is Michael, but the team believes that they are entering the mind of Robert Fischer, to fix what they broke. It is a story of mistaken identity being used as a tool, and the mortal pawns that know nothing of what is the World of Darkness.

( Mistaken Identity )

Title: Mistaken Identity, Epilogue
Word Count: 982
Pairings/Characters: Erika, Henri, Evan, Taylor
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: bit of violence
Summary: Checkmate.
Author's Note: Dedicated to lycanthrophile, my beta and the owner of Carl Dane. <3

( Epilogue )