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  1. Public Bookmark 12

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    Eames never knew Arthur had a tattoo... or that he would see him, dancing and shirtless, in a gay club the night before a heist.

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    26 Jun 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Beautiful imagery, wonderful Eames POV. I'm in love with this fic!

  2. Public Bookmark 3

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    Eames does not speak French. The gorgeous stranger across the dance floor does not need to know.

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    25 Jun 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Bad French, bad pickup lines, amazing fic. Eames is adorable! Lovely!

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    17 Jun 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Part one is a fantastic dirty little thing.
    Brand new part two takes it to a whole new level!
    Lovely!

  4. Public Bookmark 5

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    Did you know you can make custom icons in Slack? Well, you can. These get shrunk waaaaay down into tiny emoji, but there's a lot of cuteness to be had even at low resolution.

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    16 Jun 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    These are the CUTEST THING EVER! <3

  5. Public Bookmark 3

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    Arthur has always heard this voice. It started before he could talk. When he was a child, it was cute to have a friend no one else could see.
    He was told he'd grow out of it.

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    14 Jun 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Slow burn. Painful burn. I want to hug Arthur SO BAD.
    Nothing is what is seems, yet everything falls into place.

    I love, love, love what's written so far.
    I love even more what's coming! (Guess who's lucky enough to be in the know?)