eternalsojourn

So even though I'm not drinking these days, it seems I'm still participating in late night drunken antics, thanks to chats with chaostheorem. Somehow we've ended up writing an accidental cuddling fic for Arthur/Eames.

I'm only posting this on at AO3, so you can find it there!

A Touch of Gin - By chaostheorem and eternalsojourn at AO3

By the way, in case you missed it, I'm still holding the Procreation Celebration, for which there are still works being created.

I'm pretty sure this is Ashley's fault again. I don't really remember much except that I was a bit drunk and writing something else entirely (bottom!Eames) when this seemed like a good idea instead.

Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Word Count: ~2700
Warnings: None
Beta: night_reveals, who reads all my shit even when she's not in the mood, because she's the bestest forever and ever, amen.
Summary: Arthur kisses then fucks his projection of himself while Eames gives instructions from the sidelines, the end. Or, if you prefer the longer, thinkier, more descriptive version, read on.

( Tapping Arthur’s Subconscious )

For: iri_descent
Title: Bad Boy Made Good
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~3000
Beta: night_reveals
Warnings: mpreg, AU
Summary: Eames is an MMA fighter fresh off his victorious title fight, and Arthur has some news for him.
Author's Notes: The prompt asked for a spattering of kinks including body parts, mpreg, foreplay, and slow sex. I went for the mpreg set in an MMA AU with fluffy, slow sex. I really hope you like it, iri_descent! Happy holidays!

( Bad Boy Made Good )

Round 4 of ae-ldws is complete! Congratulations to winner myxomycota, and runner-up darkhavens. Fabulous writers, both, and it was a great round.

I also want to extend my thanks to all entrants in this round. I felt like I was in great company and considered it a challenge trying to write well enough to stand amongst you. I hope everyone enters again for the next one; I know I am.

( Shut up and show us your drabbles! )

I wrote a wee thing for cherrybina's fluff meme. This is about as self-indulgent as I get. Fair warning.

Rating: G? PG-13? I suck at rating anything that isn’t NC-17, sorry.
Word Count: 282
Warnings: None
Summary: Sleepy Arthur is unguarded.

( In Somnis Veritas )

eamesie is, once again, at fault for this. She went and posted an incredible Tom Hardy picspam of the Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy wig and Tom's nipples. It threatened to take my brain offline entirely, but instead prompted me to write comment fic.

Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1056
Warnings: None
Summary: Arthur won't accept Eames's dismissal of his own assets.

( On with the nipple porn, please )

Mpreg you guys. Seriously, I don't know what happened. Fandom was supposed to be a place where I tried out my writing skills with an eye to moving on to original fic. Here I am writing full-on mpreg sex hot on the heels of an Alpha/Omega impregnation fic. And yet, I will not repent. This stuff is fun, and this fic in particular is kind of a warm, happy place for me. I hope it is for you too.

This story can be viewed at bina's journal for Kink Fest 2.0 or here below the cut.

Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1545
Warnings: Mpreg
Beta: countrypixie1 whose fault this is for leaving me unattended while drinking and sitting at the computer.
Summary: Eight months along, Eames is huge and uncomfortable. A fic that’s one part domestic familiarity, one part affection, 2 parts sex.

( Taking Care )

This little fic reaches new levels of happy-fun-times for me, and just in time to clear it out of my brain before the first angst prompt tomorrow. I hope you like it; it’s meant to be a feel-good place at the beginning of a relationship. I apologize in advance for the lack of sex; it turns out I do (occasionally) have a bit of restraint.

Rating: PG-13 for a bit of gratuitous making out
Word Count: ~1200
Warnings: None
Pairings or Characters: Arthur/Eames
Summary: Non-established relationship. Arthur and Eames get a little drunk in the pub, spy on other patrons, and flirt a little. Or a lot.
Beta: night_reveals, whose imaginary voice I hear in my head when I do occasionally manage to catch my own mistakes. You’ve incepted my brain, Em.

( At the Two Lions )

This had its origins many moons ago, when ohfreckle had a bad day and asked for good things. I tried to do a drive-by porning and failed miserably. I’m sorry it’s so late, ohfreckle! But this one’s for you!

Anyway, I started writing this thing, and it picked up feelings along the way. I apologize for what is ultimately unremitting romantic fluff. I guess I needed to get this out of my system before gearing up for my Team Angst contributions. I hope. >_>

Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~1750
Warnings: None (unless a warning is needed for bareback)
Pairings or Characters: Arthur/Eames
Summary: Eames has a shitty day, hates everyone, and Arthur sets out to take his mind off things.
Beta: night_reveals. You’ve changed my writing life, darling, don’t you forget it.

( The Cure for Embitterment )