Arthur / Ariadne (INCEPTION) - Purple @ fearthereaper
Get your GQMTHRFCKR on.
A.U (and sorry for my awfull english)
They had common friends. And what good friends do when they know you’re alone at Thanksgiving, lost and just arrived in a complete new city without family? They invite you for dinner or boring football games.
And now, she was telling in front of a dozen of unknow people how she ended-up at the age of 12 half-naked in a mall while trying on a swimsuit. The typical nightmare, right? her broken voice added. Everyone around the table laughed. But him. His dark eyes stared intensly, while his jaw chewed up the turkey.
She felt 12 years old again.
Ellen: I like to think I never complain, which obviously isn’t true.
JGL: I don’t think I heard you complain, I don’t remember you complaining
Ellen: Oh well… then, I never complain! *laughs*
He received military funeral for his years of service, with the typical speech from an unknow general, gun salutes, bagpipes and everything.
How she hated this idea! But that was probably the best for Arthur’s parents, she thought. Who’d like to hear of his son dying in a hotel suite because of an international criminal, suffocating in his own blood? Imagining him dying as a war hero could help them with their grieve… but not with hers.
Ariadne could still feel the red warm liquid on her hands.
oohh the angst :3
you are guilty of crime without victim. just a crime with a body. my body.
Ellen: “Is that too much? Did I just go too far?”
Joe: “No, I mean, everything you say is true, so….”
SHUFFLE MEME
Title : One of Us
Cast: Ellen Page, Joseph Gordon-Levitt (and I added Morgan Freeman & VIncent Cassel)
Song : Joan Osborne - One Of UsWhat if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the busGod (Freeman) and the Devil (Cassel) decide to make a bet, a game to end their eternal rivality: they will send on earth their mutual best agent, an angel (Ellen Page) and a demon (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) to finaly know wich one will dominate the world. They just have 12 days to fulfill their mission by perverting or making better as many people as possible around them and to prove humanity worth it, or not.
But the Angel and the Demon were not supposed to meet each other on earth…
somtimes, i write RPF (and i don’t care if you don’t like). btw, sorry for my awful english :/
“You could stay here tonight… if you want.”, he asked with this famous smile that hides his eyes behind his dimples.
She had a talk show in NY today. David Letterman or someone else. Not her kind of humour but whatever. Promotion. Promotion. Promotion…
And so, she said yes. Even if the last time she was in the big apple, she ended up with a half-empty (or half-filled, following her disposition) bottle of tequila in her stomach. His apartment smelled, felt, sounded like him and she regretted her decision at the very first second she came in it.
She didn’t remember what exactly happened, but when she woke up the next day, on the couch with the empty ‘corpse’ of a Smirnoff lying on the floor, she stopped trying to remember. Thanks God, she still wore her clothes.
Slight footsteps obliged her to looked over her shoulders: him ; in underpants ; humming an unidentified indie song ; looking for milk in his fridge.
She wanted to disappear at this exact moment. But she didn’t move at all.
idek what is that :/ and THANKS TO RHI
“I was dying under.”
This is what she should have told him: the psychotic Mal and her sharpened knife; the tempest inside Cobb’s mind, desolation everywhere. It was her idea, going under. And now, whenever Ariadne closes her eyes, she sees herself with a warm gun between her fingers, shaking and praying for someone to wake her up.
Sometimes, she dials his number in the middle of the night and looks at the bright screen of numbers without actually calling him. Where is he right now? Working? Outside? Sleeping? Dreaming of what? He can’t dream anymore. How she wishes she can’t neither. But just staring at his name on her mobile was soothing. 4 consonants and 2 vowels: always the same Arthur. In control. Imperturbable. Eternal…A sort of landmark during a storm in plane. And then, she throws her phone down.
“I was dying under… I wanted you with me. But it would have been selfish. You don’t know what existed in his dysfunctional brain, and I think it’s the best for you if you don’t.”
