Inception Fandom Rare Ship Fest

[cherrybina]

Hello Inception fandom! It's time to celebrate all those ships that don't get nearly enough love.

♥ Inception Fandom Rare Ship Fest ♥

For the purposes of this fest, a rare ship is defined as anything other than Arthur/Eames. All threesomes/moresomes involving Inception characters are also welcome.

PROMPTING: Prompts should be left as ship + scenario, one prompt per comment. Please list the ship in the subject line for easy navigation of the fest.

CREATING: Browse the prompts to see what inspires you, but feel free to create something for your favorite rare ship without waiting for a prompt. Multiple fills for a prompt are encouraged. The goal of this fest is to increase the number of rare ship fanworks across the fandom, so the more fills, the merrier :D

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All fills are welcome, but please use discretion and warn for anything that's potentially triggery. We want this fest to be safe and friendly for everyone. If you have any questions about this, please contact me or architect.

Now go forth and celebrate your favorite rare ships!

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Arthur/Mal/Ariadne, spin

[architect]

PLEASE PLEASE OH PLEASE. AU or projection!Mal or anything, i don't care :D

[Fill] You Spin Me Right Round 1/? [Ariadne/Arthur/Mal]

[polytropic_liar]

a/n: I am trying really hard to write sex for this thing but it is not happening yet. All I have is a lot of talking about Feelings. I shall persevere, though.

Arthur is taking Ariadne through some lucidity-heightening exercises when it happens. There is the flash of dark hair at the corner of his eye, he turns his head too sharply for the motion to be mistaken as casual, and as the projections all snap to attention and turn on him, one woman's eyes are wide and dark and deep like dreamless sleep.

He shoots himself in the head before she gets to him. She never makes it that quick or easy.

His eyes flicker open; the PASIV beeps at him reproachfully, letting him know that he has prematurely ended his dreaming experience. Arthur sits up, much too quickly, and the room spins. That's probably irony, isn't it.

By the time Ariadne blinks awake Arthur is on his feet, coiling his line back into the PASIV. "Uh, what the hell," she asks/states. Arthur doesn't answer for a moment; he removes the needle from her arm, carefully, and puts everything away with practiced, smooth movements. He's fine. His hands are much too used to this to shake.

Finally, he turns to look at Ariadne, very seriously. "You didn't tell me you had a projection of Mal."

"Is that what this is about?" Ariadne looks baffled. "Sure. I've got one of you too, probably. What's the big deal?"

"Don't ever let her in again. Not even in training." He clicks the PASIV case shut decisively. "Once she gets in, you'll never get her out. You're a good extractor, Ariadne. I don't want to see you go down this path."

Ariadne's weakness as an extractor is that when something truly surprises her, she freezes for a moment as she thinks it over. Arthur turns and leaves, and she isn't quite fast enough to make him stay.

~~

Unfortunately, Ariadne’s strength as an extractor is that once she’s had the time to process something, she never lets go of it again. Arthur shows up for their next training session prepared for the questioning, and she doesn’t disappoint him.

“Okay, so I realize that I was probably stupid to assume that when you took six months’ leave after the Inception job, you used that time to come to terms with all of the fucked-up that was your situation with Cobb. My bad, I mistook you for a psychologically healthy individual, won’t happen again.”

“Hello, good morning, nice to see that your personal motto is still ‘Why beat around the bush when I can bludgeon him in the face,’” Arthur mutters. She gives him an unimpressed look.

“We’re dealing with this now, okay? I’m not letting this fester, the way you—uh. The way it did with Cobb.”

Arthur clenches his fists once, hard, and then reaches up and loosens his tie to have something to do with his hands. “You mean the way I let it happen. That’s what you were going to say.” His voice and face are studiously blank. “That’s fair. I knew something was wrong and getting worse and I didn’t do anything about it. I’m not arguing.”

He isn’t. He knows that he should have done something, and the worst part is he can’t quite articulate why he didn’t. He just...didn’t. Because Cobb had this way of ending conversations and making you wonder why you were wasting his time with silly questions. Because Arthur always gets out of his depth when dealing with these kinds of traps that the human mind can build for itself. Because talking about Mal hurt.

“Argh, no, stop that.” Ariadne grabs his hands and tugs him down into one of the chairs. Arthur goes along with it. He kind of wants to leave the room, but he’s adult enough to recognize in himself the impulse to run and hide and then not give in to it. Maybe if Cobb had spent a bit less time running and hiding, Arthur would have received fewer fatal wounds from his dead best friend.

“I didn’t even want this conversation to go in this direction. This is dumb, I messed up, we’re starting over,” Ariadne tells him. Arthur shrugs.

“What are we starting over, exactly?”

“Me helping you deal with your Mal issues. One out of one successful extractors recommend me for the job, you know.” Arthur snorts.

“Cute. But other than some phantom pains in my knee when in the presence of conference tables, I don’t have ‘Mal issues.’”

Ariadne raises one eyebrow in a way Arthur is pretty sure she learned from Eames. “Arthur. You saw a projection of Mal in my head and shot yourself out of the dream. And then warned me that her presence in my head was going to make me go crazy, and I had to “never let her in again” otherwise I was doomed.”

Arthur can see in retrospect how that might have seemed a little like overreacting.

?/Fischer/?, loving threesome

[playinthewaves]

Well, I prompted this on the big giant meme but we'll give it another go here:

I'm in the mood for a nice, big, cuddly, sexy Fisch sandwich. Because, let's face it: that boy could use some more love in his life. Any two other characters are good (Arthur/Ariadne? Cobb/Eames? Saito/Carpet? WHATEVER), established or not, fic or art--as long as there is plenty of adoration and worship showered upon Fischer's mind/body/soul, ANYTHING and EVERYTHING goes.

(I guess I have the slightest of ~leanings towards an all-male threesome, but BE MY GUEST to toss Ariadne and/or Mal in there too. When I mean whatever I truly mean whatever.)

Thanks anons! <3 (And extra-big-giant thanks to our host/mods!)

Re: ?/Fischer/?, loving threesome

[sneaqui.livejournal.com]

Is Arthur/Fischer/Eames cool? :D

Robert/Arthur

[(Anonymous)]

Arthur and Robert were in a relationship together but ended it badly years later. Arthur reluctantly agrees to performing inception on his old lover, but signs on because he truly thinks that Robert will be happier without the company, not because he wants Cobb to go home. Inception is successful, and then what happens? Does Robert find out? Does Arthur keep it a secret and watch from afar? Up to the author to decide!

"Mr. Charles"/Fischer, comfort

[dancing_serpent]

"Mr. Charles"/Fischer, comfort

Poor Robert really needs to calm down in that restroom...

Arthur/Cobb

[dancewithoutyou]

All your imperfections.

Re: Arthur/Cobb

[architect]

oh, i love this :D

mal/cobb, proposal

[beanarie]

"What happened to the boy I met at Uni, the one with all the grand ideas about the obsolescence of marriage?"

"I had a dream," he says, taking her hands. And kneeling, because for all his intellectual claptrap, at heart, he's more French than she is. "A very persuasive dream."

She reclaims one of her hands to smooth a lock of hair away from his forehead. "Tell me about this dream."

"I saw myself in fifty years," he says. "I had enormous coke-bottle glasses and I was wearing a sweater like Mr. Rogers. There was a woman next to me, shrunken, holding a cane. At first I couldn't see her face. You know what I thought?"

"For once, I haven't the slightest idea."

"I bet Mal's still just as beautiful."

"Dom," she whispers.

"It turned out I was right."

She should have seen this coming, but she didn't. Somehow, she really didn't.

"There's no one else, Mal. You are the only one who will fit next to me on that bench. Say yes. Say you'll grow old with me."

"Yes," she breathes, wanting it so much her chest hurts.

He slips the ring on her finger and pulls her down to meet him.

Re: mal/cobb, proposal

[dancewithoutyou]

That's wonderful!

eames/robert

[beanarie]

In an AU where Inception didn't happen, Robert Fischer, neophyte CEO extraordinaire, hires Eames to pull an extraction on his unpredictable rival, Saito.

Re: eames/robert

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded with the force of a thousand suns

Fischer/Ariadne

[osaki_nana_707]

Anything with them. I'd like to see something where they run into each other and she feels guilty about how his life has been going since the Inception. He feels like he knows here but doesn't know why.

But really I'd just be happy to see anything with them at all.

ariadne/eames

[beanarie]

After they pull off the Fischer job, Ariadne jumps into dream-sharing whole hog (rising star, hello) while Eames, disgusted by how close he came to being a vegetable because of his teammate's shenanigans, retires to his place on the Mediterranean, paints like a motherfucker, and quickly considers becoming a mafia kingpin due to boredom.

Ariadne/Eames/Yusuf

[(Anonymous)]

Established threesome. Ariadne's never had anal sex, and she really wants to try it.

Re: Ariadne/Eames/Yusuf

[(Anonymous)]

OMG SECONDED!

Saito/Arthur

[(Anonymous)]

Mutual love of cleanliness, order, and suits.

Saito / security guard on beach

[lobelia321]

Saito / security guard on beach.

Oh.

I'm writing that one already.

*runs away*

But: one can always do with more of that! (Security guard: not named in canon, I don't think, unless someone has decoded the Japanese. Irl the actor is the rather delectable Tohoru Masamune.)

Ariadne/Mal

[koyuki]

Ariadne was Miles' bright student who stole his daughter's heart, instead of Cobb.

saito/arthur

[mincamo]

I needs moar Q__________Q

Saito fucking Arthur up a glass window in his penthouse never gets old.

Re: saito/arthur

[frabjous]

+1

MAKE IT SO

[(Anonymous)]

Mal/Eames Best Friends

Ariadne/Yusef

[pionie]

I see them as both intellectual about what they do. Have them set up their own extraction team to fund cool geeky dreamshare research together. Bonus if there is lab coat porn ;)

Re: Ariadne/Yusef

[(Anonymous)]

SECONDED.

Robert/Saito

[(Anonymous)]

High school AU - everyone is crazy about the super-cool Japanese amabassador's son who just joined in their last year, but shy Robert is the one who catches his eye. Robert's dad has always undermined him, so he just hangs back and doesn't for a second think that Saito likes him. Saito soon realises that flashing the cash around doesn't seem to help. It's time to take a chance and put the real Saito out there if he wants to win him.

Re: Robert/Saito

[(Anonymous)]

Oh my GOD. A++++ prompt.

Browning/Robert, Eames/Robert

[(Anonymous)]

Browning took advantage of Robert's loneliness and lack of parental love and they have been in a relationship since Robert was far too young.

Robert makes this clear somehow to Eames as Browning and Eames is really conflicted.

On the one hand, he has the morals of an alley cat and fancies Robert, so could take advantage himself of the situation. On the other hand, he realises he has feelings for Robert. The kindest thing to do would be to use the opportunity to split Robert and Browning up, knowing he won't ever get a chance himself with Robert. To be noble and walk away. Can Eames do it for Robert?

Angst or happiness can ensue as required!

Arthur/Cobb

[(Anonymous)]

Arthur saves Phillipa's life. At this point Cobb doesn't even know what to say.

Re: Arthur/Cobb

[(Anonymous)]

Arthur notices the movement out of the corner of his eye.

Cobb is distracted, spinning James around the front lawn, both of them high and sticky with sugar; the picture of happiness. Cobb doesn’t notice, but Arthur spots the movement and turns his head just as Phillipa darts through the parked cars and down the driveway, chasing after the neighbour’s cat.

Arthur spots the SUV next. For a moment everything goes quiet and cold. It’s when his beer slides out of his hands and smashes on the deck, that's when Arthur knows he's moving. Running.

Shouting.

Phil, no.

Arthur catches her just in time, scooping her up and forward. The screech of rubber is a brief but effective warning for him to brace. And Arthur does, the bumper grazing his left side and spinning him and Phillipa further forward, tumbling onto the bitumen.

For a moment there is complete silence, and then Arthur begins to hear noise again; the running car engine, Cobb's voice, yelling and frantic. Phillipa beginning to cry. Quiet little sobs where the shock has caught up with her. Arthur sits up, breathing rapidly, and squeezes her hand.

"Phillipa, oh my god." Cobb has caught up to them, his face pale and pallid with shock. "Are you okay?"

"I've called an ambulance," another voice says, a woman's. Probably the owner of the SUV. "I-- I didn't see her."

"Are you okay?" Cobb says again, and Arthur realises he's directing the question at him. Phillipa and James are both crying now, and Cobb's holding them tightly, protectively against his chest.

Arthur's only seen Cobb look this distraught once before.

"I'm fine," Arthur assures Cobb. "We're both fine."


The paramedics agree, but take them in to hospital to have them checked over. Arthur has some minor bruising on his left side where the car connected, and Phillipa has a few scratches where they fell, but they are both otherwise okay. Cobb makes a fuss about Arthur staying with them, but Arthur politely declines and goes back to his hotel.


Arthur takes a long, hot shower, and then gets into bed, cringing where his bruised hip hits the mattress. He dreams about all the ways it could have gone wrong, if he hadn't seen Phillipa, if he hadn't moved fast enough, or the SUV had. How Cobb would have looked at him.

He wakes in a cold sweat to someone knocking on his door.

It's Cobb, and Arthur's pulse clicks up a few notches. "What's wrong? Is Phil okay?"

"She's fine, she's at school." Cobb replies, nodding at the clock. It says 10:42 am. Arthur must have slept longer than he meant to.

"I just wanted to come by," Cobb continues, shoulders hitched with tension, "to say thank you."

Arthur shakes his head, trying to shake away the remnants of last night's dreams. "I told you last night, it's fine, I got lucky."

Cobb nods. "I just, I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't."

"I don't know either," Arthur says, throat tight. "I adore those kids like they’re my own."

The sentiment while true, seems to hang heavily in the air between them. Arthur, uneasy, begins to ask Cobb if he wants a coffee, when Cobb steps in close, squinting and pressing his hand lightly against the left side of Arthur’s face, just above his eye.

"You've got a mark, here." Cobb says, and Arthur just nods and directs his gaze at the carpet, suddenly very conscious of how tight his chest feels.

“It’s just a bruise, Dom,” Arthur says dismissively. "It’s fine"

Cobb doesn't move, but seems to come back to himself slightly. "I was so terrified yesterday, Arthur. When I turned around and saw you and Phillipa in the path of that car, I thought…"

Arthur nods. "You thought you were going to lose her."

Cobb's intense expression softens slightly, and he gently steps away from Arthur again. “I thought I was going to lose both of you.”

Arthur feels something strange stir in the pit of his stomach, like guilt almost. Like he’s missed something important Cobb was trying to tell him.

"Hey, are you okay?" Arthur asks, confused.

Cobb just nods, and makes his way towards the door. “Come over for dinner sometime this weekend, okay? I’ve got a beer with your name on it.”

“You bet,” Arthur responds, watching Cobb pull the door shut behind him. Arthur gingerly touches the bruise above his eyebrow, and it aches quietly underneath his skin.

Ariadne/Eames PornStar!AU

[(Anonymous)]

Eames is a famous porn star ala James Deen and Ariadne could be an average girl he meets or both could be porn stars meeting at a shoot.

Ariadne/Robert

[(Anonymous)]

AU where the inception job on Robert never happened. Ariadne still gets into the dream share business. Robert hires her on retainer as an extractor/architect, and begins to find increasingly ridiculous excuses for her to extract (with him tagging along as a tourist).

Re: Ariadne/Robert

[(Anonymous)]

Great prompt.

Eames/Robert

[(Anonymous)]

Eames, forger and conman extraordinaire, loves playing games of corporate espionage. He infiltrates Fischer-Morrow but gets found out by Robert. Robert promises not to have Eames arrested if he can make it very much worth Robert's while.

Bonus: Eames' arms are restricted by his shirt and Robert is using his tie as a collar while Eames rides Robert's cock like his life depended on it. (And it does.)

Re: Eames/Robert

[(Anonymous)]

oh, oh, please someone out there. make this happen

[(Anonymous)]

For once, Cobb's not the one with the unruly subconscious. Arthur's projections end up busting him about his longstanding crush on his best friend.

Ariadne/Saito and Yusef/anyone

[(Anonymous)]

I would love to see something with Ariadne and Saito.

I'd also love to just see Yusef with any of the characters. Or maybe a fic where Yusef is really a player. As he and the team travel around the world, he has a date in each city. the team thinks he dashes off after work to do more experiments but really he's going on a lot of dates.

Ariadne/Yusuf

[eve_doodle]

Sekhmet, the Lion-headed Goddess of War

Maybe there's something in all of this
I missed. But if it's selfless
love you're looking for,
you've got the wrong goddess.

-Margaret Atwood